#I’m going through some stuff sorryyyy

[thecowboykatsuki-anon]

𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗

TW: mentions of abuse/domestic violence, fighting

𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗𓃗

Cowboy! Bakugou watches your ex corner you on the way to the bathroom, your face pinched in annoyance that quickly morphs into anger as he looms over you.

He can’t tell exactly what you’re saying, but he knows it can’t be productive. You refused to talk about what exactly went down between the two of you, but he knows it’s nothing good.

He watches carefully, a beer halfway to his lips when your ex’s hand closes over the top of your arm. Even from here, he can see it’s rough, jolts your entire body as his fingers curl into the soft fat of your arm, and Bakugou’s already prepared to stand when your fist rocks out and slams into your ex’s jaw.

Everything after that happens too quick, you’re shoved back hard enough that he watches your head slam back on the wood floor of the bar as his stool clatters behind him.

Over the blood rushing in his ears, clouding his vision red, he can faintly hear someone call out to him. “Bakugou, wait!”

He’s between the two of you in a second flat, teeth bared as he fists your ex’s shirt in one hand, the other already slamming into his cheek. There are shouts all around him, people calling for security, scrambling out of the way of the hurricane he’s become. All he can focus on is the man beneath him as they tumble backwards, his knees hitting the floor painfully as a fist buries itself in his ribs, his chest.

Everything moves slow as his fists rain down again and again, only pausing when a hit lands on his cheek so hard he thinks he might pass out, black warring with the red on the edge of his vision.

But then theres a flash of you hitting the wood through his mind, the way your mouth had parted in a silent cry, and he’s grounded again, fury keeping him conscious enough to finish the job.

The man beneath him is a bloody, wheezing mess when they finally yank him off after what feels like hours, security shoving him up against the wall.

People rush into the space he once was, some calling for an ambulance, and it’s only then that he realizes he doesn’t know where you are, head whipping to the other side. The feeling of brick against his bruised cheek has him sucking in a sharp breath, but his panicked searching only stops when his gaze lands on you.

Kiri’s got you pulled into his lap, shielding you from the fight and checking your head, but your gaze never once wavers from Bakugou’s when he meets it, eyes shining with tears.

There’s a silent exchange between the two of you then, a realization that just beneath the surface of your friendship, something else has been looming, waiting for a chance to show itself. He thinks you should be angry, should be getting ready to slap him for losing his temper like that. But you don’t.

You look at him like you’ve never seen him before, never really seen him. You look relieved, even, and then your gaze flicks to the broken man on the floor for half a second and everything clicks for him. All the times you dodged his questions about your relationship, all the times you snapped at him to let it go when he asked why you broke up, all the canceled plans and the sudden rift in your friendship that had left him hurt and aching.

And in that moment, something new roars to life in his chest. Something heavy and hot that makes him want to rip Kiri’s hands off you and make sure you’re okay himself. Makes him want to cradle your face in his hands and wipe away your tears.

Because whether either of you knew it or not yet, he was yours, and nothing would happen to you while he was around.

#I’m going through some stuff sorryyyy #kinda ooc I know #mha #t writes #cowboy anon writes #thecowboyanon writes #bakugou #cowboy! katsuki #cowboy! Bakugou #tw: abuse #TW: domestic violence #Bakugou x reader #Bakugou angst

[toxic3mmy]

I’m having a bad case of baby fever since I’m ovulating hard and I need fic of quackity with gf who’s ovulating like crazy and who’s begging for a baby

ooo baby fever!!! the only person in the world that i would ever want a baby w is alex😞😞 but yes, i got u my lovely <33 thx for the request

[also it cane out a bit diff than what u asked for im sorryyyy!! dont hate me bbg💔💔]

prompt: alex dealing with a baby fever filled gf

no smut but mentions of it ofc!!

everywhere you look, there’s babies. on tv commercials, at your job, even at the grocery store there’s always a baby who won’t stop smiling and cooing your way.

and who would make a cute baby? alex, your boyfriend, that’s who!

he has sparkling honey brown eyes with dark lashes framing them perfectly. his fair skin that has freckles and beautiful face moles. and his hair! he has a full head of hair that would look absolutely perfect on a sweet little baby.

lately, on your free time, you were indulging in this want and need and desire for a baby of your own. you were sneakily watching mommy and baby vlogs. you loved seeing their belly grow and their journey through their pregnancy. you even subscribed yourself to a baby magazine and it was what you looked forward to every time you checked your mail.

but you hid all of this from alex. you knew he probably wouldn’t understand. just how most men don’t understand why women obsessed over weddings and wedding planning. it also didn’t help that you were definitely ovulating.

and right now, you were sat listening to your boyfriend going on about his day. well, not really listening. more like admiring him and imagining him as a father and wow did that turn you on.

“what about you? how was your day?” alex asked suddenly

“oh, you know, i mostly just did my online coursework and cleaned the house a bit. i’ve been bored since you went out..” you said, trying to be inconspicuous

“trust me, i missed you too. now let’s eat. the food you made smells amazing” alex said, getting up to serve himself a plate

he served two plates of food, one for you and one for him. the two of you ate in mostly silence, with casual conversation here and there. once you finished eating, alex offered to wash the dishes since you did the cooking.

you sneakily pulled out your phone and scrolled through your pinterest. of course, you had baby related posts all over your feed and you loved it.

“babe.. this sponge sucks. where are the new ones we got the other day?” your boyfriend asked

“should be in the drawer next to the stove” you absentmindedly responded, eyes glued to your phone

alex opened the drawer and found your stash of baby magazines. he wasn’t blind, he knew what you had been obsessing over lately. this was the perfect time to bring it up. so he grabbed a sponge and washed the dishes. after drying his hands, he turned to face you.

“so… you’ve only been studying all day huh?” alex smirked, holding up one of your prized magazines

your eyes widened. you were at a loss for words.

“i-i uh… my sister is pregnant and um she sent me those to help her pick stuff out and—”

“hmm, addressed to our home to ms. y/n” alex interrupted

“do you think i don’t know by now? i see the way you’ve been looking at anything baby related online. i know you always volunteer to do the grocery shopping just for the chance of running into some mother with a baby… my question here is, why hide it?”

“i didn’t think you’d understand… i know how guys get when their girlfriends start talking about babies and i don’t know. i didn’t want to upset you. i didn’t want to make things weird between us..” you explained softly, expecting alex to get upset

he walked closer to where you were sitting and tucked your hair behind your ear gently.

“i could never be upset with you princesa. you don’t have to hide things like this from me. you know i love kids just as much as you do” he reassured you

you nodded sadly, still feeling a sense of guilt.

“why don’t we start trying?”

your eyes lit up and a huge grin was etched onto your face.

“you really mean it?” you asked and alex nodded with a smile on his face

“i would just adore having a little munchkin running around here. i think you’d be a spectacular mother y/n. i can just imagine them having your big ‘ol eyes and your pretty lips” he caressed your face sweetly

“and your gorgeous freckles… oh my god alex! we would have the most adorable baby in the whole wide world! do you actually want to start trying?”

“yes i do, princesa. we’re in a good place financially and also in a healthy place in our relationship. i wouldn’t want to have a baby with anyone else but you” he smiled

“you’re going to be such an amazing dad. you don’t know how much i’ve daydreamed about you holding our baby in your strong sexy arms. the way you would be super protective over them. i just know you’d have our baby on your chest at all times. you’re so innocent and precious and so so good with kids alex. you are definitely daddy material” you stood from your seat and reached out to hold his hand

“also.. i may or may not pay attention to your ovulation period…” he said seductively

“what?! why? you’re a weirdo!” you teased him

“no! i mean i pay attention to when you write those notes on our calendar! you freak” alex was red in the face and you couldn’t help but laugh at his flustered expression

while you were too busy laughing, he suddenly stood up and pushed you against the wall nearby, trapping you there.

“you’re probably really sensitive right now, aren’t you?” his voice came out in a darker tone

“m-maybe…”

“let me make love to you, princesa. quiero impregnarte ahora mismo. quiero que me sientes y que sientes que te hago la mama de mis hijos chula…” he said, making sure to kiss your neck while he spoke

all you could do was nod. his words alone made you so wet and needy for him already.

“i’ll make sure that after tonight, you’ll definitely become a mother” he smirked, dragging you to your shared bedroom

#alex quackity #alexis quackity #quackity #quackity x reader #quackity x y/n #quackity fanfic

[xtcz]

hi, new ish xtc fan here .. was wondering if you know thr best places to find like the most niche info about them? if that makes sense LOL theyve just been scratching the brain so good and ive read song stories but i want More .. hope its not weird to ask you this :[

it’s never weird to learn about xtc…….

erm for some photos and song notes and interview transcripts chalkhills.org is my best best friend. they’re an old style fansite with tons of archived stuff, they also have tons of xtc guitar tabs 😁😁 optimismsflames.com is another old fansite i look for stuff on, they’re a little harder to navigate but still have a boatload of stuff up. those are places i go when i have a specific thing in mind mainly; a specific image i’m searching for or someone’s thoughts on a particular song. but they’re good to just browse too i’ve spent many an hour that way

they only have one traditional biography, chalkhills and children, written by chris twomey. it’s kind of surface level but also a really fun read for weird little stories & quotes. this book is a really good example of how xtc were not the average rock band in terms of drinking sex drugs etc but what they had going on was Considerably More Insane for other reasons mainly they are collectively 5 of the little fucked up freaks of all time

complicated game is another song book which you may not get much out of if you’ve already read song stories, but i think it’s a little more complete. i’ve heard a couple fans say that out of all the xtc books, complicated game is the best & has great insight into the music, specifically for musicians but for anyone 😁

gonna also link some documentaries and specials i loveee all free on youtube:

this is pop— documentary that came out in 2017. the only documentary ever made about xtc. corny and very low budget but soo lovingly made and genuinely so good if you love them. fits the tone of the band well. i’ve seen it so many times

xtc at the manor— tv special filmed while xtc were at the manor studios for single work for black sea, following the recording and mixing of an alternate for the generals and majors single. they all talk about their instruments and how they chose music as a pursuit, also day to day footage in and around the studio. this one is my utter beloved

xtc play at home— (in three parts, 1 2 3) a special from 1984, xtc talk about their music as well as their hobbies. there are also some very low budget and hard to find music videos for some of the songs off mummer. dave talks about his guitars. andy talks about his board games. colin talks about Fishing. i love this one

recording nonsuch at chipping norton studios— this is a 50 minute home movie type special following the rehearsal and recording of nonsuch. i’ve seen this one through less times than the other two i linked because nonsuch is erm. my least favourite of their discs sorryyyy but it’s still a really good watch and i know a lot of folks love nonsuch

dm me if you want interview links too or anything, i tried to keep this list to longer video stuff but they have so many good interviews too

ultimately i don’t know if any of this stuff is niche. it’s all out there free online. the path you take with your poking around and research is yours :^) but i do think there’s great stuff in everything here and hopefully you’ll find something that suits your fancy

#xtc band #word okay. really nothing is niche everything is a matter of do you care enough to put time into reading/watching it tbh #i love that someone cares :’) the world is so beautiful

[gabzlovesu]

𝐁𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊.

╰ ft. ukai keishin !

warnings: dry-humping, a lil bit of profanity, mutual pining...? if you look hard enough ig 1.7k words

author's note: whenever i'm in a writing slump i automatically default to ukai when i try to write. he's my comfort character and i write him best soooo this is all i have to offer rn i'm sorry. and i self-projected a lot on this one i’m so sorryyyy.

His words were sweet like honey and the warmth that fanned over my sensitive skin had me melting into his hands. Even though I went limp against his body, arms barely holding myself up to his broad chest, that didn’t mean he would stop. He wouldn’t let his fingers stop circling my clit, adding more pressure with each lap around the sensitive bud. He wouldn’t stop whispering all of the explicit plans he had in store for me tonight. And he damn sure wouldn’t stop until I was a moaning, fucked-out mess that struggled to keep my eyes straight. 

Was this pleasure or punishment? Feeling his slender fingers curl against my sweet spot — and reach new ones that you didn’t even know existed — now that was pleasure. But being fucked and told to not make a single sound? That was torture, especially when he made me feel this good. 

Another digit slips past my slick folds and a bit of my sanity goes with it. My lips part only inches away from his. The moan I desperately want to let out gets caught in my throat but the groan he lets out at my nails digging into his shoulders fills the space between us. Then it’s gone. His lips finally crash into mine, suffocating the guttural noises that rose between the two of us. 

He picks up the tempo. Fingers moving faster and faster. That familiar knot winding tighter with every second. The essence dripping down his fingers and making a squelching sound with each pump was drowned out by the humming in my ear as the knot finally snapped. A white heat surged through my body as I ——

A large box slams on top of your book, blocking out the rest of the scandalous text and snapping you back into an insufferable reality. Was some peace and quiet too much to ask for around here? Just enough peace to finish this book that had you running laps around your room for the past three days?

“I didn’t know I paid you to sit on your ass and read all day.” A cranky blonde bastard — such a stark contrast to the sensuous, smoldering man from your book that occupied arguably too much of your mind lately. You’d pick the fictional man over Ukai any day.

A frustrated groan comes out as you sigh and stomp off from behind the counter. “I don’t think I’m getting paid at all you asswipe.” You were sure to say that last word louder as you ducked off into one of the isles, ensuring that he knew how much he sucked. A bowl of instant ramen calls to you and you snatch it off the shelf to prepare it before he can even yell at you to put it back.

“That’s coming out of your paycheck.”

“You might wanna increase my pay then,” you say with a fake frown of concern before you slam the microwave door closed and go back to your book. This time you held it in your hand to block his face. 

Within seconds it’s gone, ripped from your hands for Ukai to read with his prying eyes. You desperately reach over the counter and swing at his arms in an attempt to retrieve the book, but he dodges every attack, remaining just out of reach while his eyes skim the text and his eyebrow arches higher with every line he scans.

“This is the kind of stuff you read? I didn’t take you for a ‘Fifty Shades of Grey’ type of girl.” Ukai lets out a low hum of curiosity as he continues to flip through the pages until he comes across one page with a bit of highlighted text. 

“The cold glass of his desk was not enough to quell the raging fire that burned under every inch of my skin. The ghostly kisses he planted down my body were the only thing keeping me grounded as he thrusts into me relentlessly. My hands were pinned above my head with a rough hand, the other lightly squeezing my neck, so all I could do was give in to his carnal desire,” he read aloud, causing your body to heat up and your eyes to focus on the marble swirls of the counter in embarrassment. Even with your head down, avoiding his searing gaze, you could feel him getting ready to taunt you.

“Wanna tell me why it’s highlighted, Y/N?” From his voice alone, it was obvious that he found this very amusing and didn’t plan on dropping this conversation anytime soon. 

“Give it back you black-lunged bitch.”

“If you tell me why.” His smirk grew wider as if he already started piecing together the reason why.

“...It’s sex pointers. You should take some notes as well, maybe then you could finally keep a bitch and stop being cranky all the time.”

The book is tossed aside with a dark chuckle, quiet but loud enough to reach your ears and make you shift nervously in your chair. Ukai places his toned arms on the counter to lean in, leaving hardly any room between the two of you. 

“How about…” he lets his eyes flicker to your lips — once…twice — the glances fleeting but it doesn’t go unnoticed, “instead of reading it, I just show you all the nasty little things you read about in your book? Huh, how does that sound?”

You start to speak but fail to quip back, your brain couldn’t think of a witty response that would get him to shut up. It was impossible to think when he looked at you like that, like a starved man and you were his meal. You try again and the words escape you once again.

“Come on, it’s no fun if you don’t return the jab. Use that pretty mouth of yours to tell me off like you always do.” His thumb grazes your bottom lip, slightly tugging it down as he draws a line from your lips to your cheek, and then to your ear as he tucks loose hairs behind your ear.

“Show me.” It was so quiet, your meek voice hardly more than a whisper and you were sure that your heartbeat was way louder. You say it again bolder than before, “Show me.”

That sly grin returns to his face. Without question, he follows your command and quickly moves around the counter to place you in front of him, splaying you out like a feast to fill the hunger that tore at him from within. You didn’t have time to take back your request, no time to mentally prepare for what was about to happen.

All it took was for a hand to glide up your legs to open instinctively, allowing him to occupy the space between. The thin black leggings did nothing to protect you from his scorching touch or the hard length that he didn’t bother hiding, slightly grinding against you as his hands crept higher, smoothing over your stomach and making a pit stop to cup your breasts before finally settling on your neck. 

Ukai manages to fit both of his large hands on your neck and gives a light squeeze — watching your lips part when you feel your lungs being robbed of precious oxygen. He never breaks eye contact. Hazel brown turns murky with lust as the corner of his lips curl up even more and he says, “You look so good with my hands around your neck, Y/N” 

The bastard used the same line from your book and a chuckle of amusement rumbles through his chest when the realization appears on your face. One hand leaves your neck to trace the same path from your lip to your ear as the man did in the book. 

Then he does something unexpected.

He leans in close, “If you were mine, I would touch you like this.” That free hand finds its way to your clothed cunt to soothe the throbbing mess that lies underneath. A mangled moan is voiced and he notes the feeling of your throat trembling in his hand — savoring it. 

“...I’d lick you here.” Ukai’s head dips to the little bit of exposed skin in the crook of your neck to drag his tongue flat against the tender skin. He blows warm air to create goosebumps in the trail he carved out. And then he topped it all off with a sloppy kiss, gently sucking on your skin as he pulls away.

“And then I’d fuck you like this.” Your left leg that fell in place on his hips was thrown over his shoulder and his hips crashed into yours, rocking your entire body on the counter. If it were any narrower your head would’ve been dangling over the edge, bobbing with every snap of his hips while you got a full view of the store upside down. 

But instead, you saw him. You saw all of him, even the loose strands freed from his headband and his eyebrows scrunching together, trying to show restraint from fucking you right here on the store counter in broad daylight. Ukai was wise enough to settle for dry-humping you like a horny teenager. 

His hips still but he doesn’t move away, not yet. “If you were mine, you wouldn’t need those books to get off with.” The words were low, barely audible over your heart pounding against your chest, yet they rung and echoed in your ear even seconds after. Ukai doesn’t say anything else. The sound of the microwave beeping cuts through the thick silence and he just peels away, calmly walking off to the back room without another word.

It wasn’t until you heard the door click softly behind him that you begin to process what the fuck just happened. Did that even happen or has the convenience store’s fluorescent lighting finally driven you insane? 

If you were mine… the words linger in the back of your mind, no matter how hard you tried to shove them out.

The bell of the sliding door sends you scrambling back into your chair behind the counter, fixing your clothes and hair, hoping the old lady that walked in didn’t see you laying on the counter. “Welcome to the Sakanoshita market, can I help you find anything?” When the old lady declines your help you turn your attention back to your workspace, only to notice that the book was gone. 

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[dementedfilament]

Lisette Evelyn Gallagher

Ayan snuffed her candle, then chuckled apologetically. “Actually, that last part didn’t happen, don’t worry! I just thought I’d end it on a scarier note.”

“That was quite horrifying enough…” Maggie commented.

“Ahaha, sorry!”

“I think I remember that,” Ginger said.

“Oh! You lived in that area?”

“Close to it. Enough that I saw the posters and the increased police presence,” she explained. “I never saw the guy, but I was bombarded with warnings about him, especially from the folks at home.”

“I’m glad you didn’t. And, I’m glad I never accepted that stuff. Aunty really saved me that day.” She hesitated, then added, “I hope those kids were found at some point…”

The atmosphere collapsed on the group.

“Well, we can look into it later,” Evie spoke. “For now, let’s continue with what we arrived to do.”

“Yeah…I agree.”

“My story isn’t very comforting, but everyone is safe in the end at least.”

“Hey, spoilers!” Daisy joked.

The girl smiled. “My apologies.”

***

When the first spears of light breach the horizon, the student council president will rise from her mermaid-ombré sheets. She’ll stretch, wriggle out those tight muscles, and find the window to greet the morning.

BAM

She flinched. Locked on her, between two ghastly-dark hands, were a pair of bloodshot, yellow-orange eyes. They were perfectly round, boring into her from beyond the glass.

Without investigation, Evie kept her lips sealed. Throwing the covers to the side, she slipped out of bed and set to her usual morning duties. Her roommate was away for the week, but she brought her uniform into the tiny dorm bathroom for some privacy from the voyeur.

With each clack of her heel on the paved way, her ears were vigilant for other noise; her eyes and senses were vigilant for company.

A sensation of sorts did well up from behind her, but she merely increased her pace, ignoring the looks from the students surrounding.

Evie brushed her ashen-violet hair over her shoulder as she stepped before her classmates. Not a whisper was uttered as she took the proverbial stage. A tap of her papers on the podium, and a deep breath corrected her body into Speech posture. “In 1934—”

BAM

She jumped, gasping aloud. Pressed against the window with wide-open, bloodshot eyes was the semi-transparent figure once again.

The students followed her gaze, then traded expressions of confusion amongst each other. Taking note, she announced, “My apologies. I caught two drones crashing into one another. My reaction was dramatic, but I saw pieces flying, and was concerned about the safety of any students below.” She bowed, and stated before continuing with her speech, “Forgive me. I won’t let it happen again.”

At the ringing bell for lunch time, those eyes pierced through her from the hall windows.

During 4th period, it returned.

During 5th period, it creeped into view.

During 6th period, she had the displeasure of having a window seat, and was once again frightened by the damn thing’s banging.

While reclining in the student council room for Daisy to arrive, she captured it in her gaze to prevent it from making any noise. But, consequently, was locked into a staring contest until her 3rd chair burst into the room.

“I’m heee-eeeere!”

“You’re late.”

“Ack! Sorryyyy. Niko wouldn’t stop being all lovey-dovey and go to his club meeting~”

“...Well, let’s get on with our meeting.”

“Okay!”

Through the following day, that figure plagued her again, with its merciless golden-eyed gaze at her displeasing service during the most inconvenient times.

The day after, however, it got a little more daring. Its noisy fists were pounding on the glass more often; keen nails clawed at the surface, eliciting sharp noises that pushed waves of frustration through her body.

When Daisy strolled in for their meeting in the curtain-drawn room, Evie stopped the girl short. “...I have a task for you.”

“Oh?”

She crossed her arms. “I need you to find something for me. It’s probably somewhere outside the building, but on school grounds.”

“Okay! But…why me? Pardon me, but you seem uncertain about it. Wouldn’t it be better if you found it yourself?”

“...I don’t believe I can leave the building right now. It should be safe for you to do this though.”

“Oh…” The pigtailed-girl furrowed a brow. “Is that why you’ve been sleeping in here for the past few days?”

“...Yes.”

She then slipped her concealed knife into her hand. “Do I…need to get serious?”

“That won’t be necessary.”

“Awww, okay~” The weapon was stored back in place.

“It should be a small slip of white paper, likely in the shape of a human. I imagine it’s in no simple place to find, so you’ll have to put some effort into finding it. When you do, it should have my name on it.”

“Oh, like that one thing. Hito-...Hito-something.”

“‘Hitogata’, yes. It will likely be that.”

She nodded, committing each detail to memory. “Any clue on where to look?”

“Unfortunately, I don’t know. Check under benches, in flower beds—any place where this paper could be placed without getting destroyed.”

“Gotcha! What should I do with it?”

“Burn it. If I can trouble you to make the hike, then throw the ashes into the nearest river.” She paused, then added, “The sewer could also suffice.”

“Will do!” Daisy whirled around.

“Wait. When you find it, don’t let anyone else see it.”

“Why not?”

The president singed her with a terse glare.

“Oh! Oh.” She nodded. “Gotcha. No letting others see! Be right back, then!”

Several hours later, Daisy returned mottled in dirt and accomplishment. “I'm dooooone!”

Upon seeing her, Evie sighed, removed a cloth from the desk, and rose from her seat. "I'm sorry. Was it difficult to find?"

The smaller girl handed over her glasses. "Sorta! You'll never guess where it was!"

"...Where was it?"

"It was—"

"No, nevermind. Keep it to yourself."

"Okie-dokie!"

She handed the glasses back. "I'll let you clean up now. After that, we have a new task to complete."

Scaretober 2023

Brisk Wind on a Dark Trail

Midnight Moon

Gargoyle's Watch

Cold Stones in the Fog

Spirits Rising

Haunted House

Witching Hour

Bubbling Cauldron

Candy

Eyes

Spider Silk

Feathers

Tail

Scales

Fangs or Talons

An Offering of Blood

Dark Ritual

Spook Scary Skeletons

Carnivàle Morte

Still-Beating Heart

Sharpened Blade

Mask

Looming Shadows

The Devil's Hand

Monster

Reflection in the Mirror

Rusted Chains

Stitches

Precious Jewels

Incantation

Halloween

Epilogue

#[ Familiar Faces through the Storm ] #word spores #Maggie's Misadventures #scaretober #writing prompts #halloween prompts #writeblr #Lisette Evelyn Gallagher #Daisy Alice #Ayan Khan #Magdalene Holly #Ginger Salazar

[imjusttpeachy]

sleepy angel. (c.h.)

Can I please request some cute corpse husband fluff. I really want something adorable and cute with him. Like playing with the readers hair and cuddles and that. -anon

okay yall i hope this isn’t too weird but i saw a tiktok abt it and thought it was the cutest thing ever and just— i needed to write about it. pretty short but i’m just getting back into writing sorryyyy

please check out the warnings!!

playlist

the licks - lavender kiss

wet bandits - movies as friends

puma blue - want me

dre’es - warm

daniel ceasar - get you

summary: reader is feeling a little cuddly but doesn’t want to disturb Corpse during his stream. who knew the floor could be so comfortable?

word count: 944

WARNINGS: she/her pronouns used, dom/sub undertones???, basically you sit on the floor and he plays with your hair pls don’t read if uncomfy with stuff like that

•••

You didn’t consider yourself a clingy girlfriend.

No, not at all.

It wasn’t clingy to want to be around your favourite person at all times, just to be sure that they’re safe and happy and not too stressed, right? Just to be sure.

Well, that’s what you told yourself anyway as you crawled out of bed and shuffled toward your boyfriend’s office where he was currently streaming. He probably still had a few hours left, but your skin was itching to feel his touch. You had already spent the past couple hours smothering yourself in his hoodie and comforter, reveling in his addicting smell. Though, even with the soft plush completely surrounding you, you couldn’t shake the feeling of just needing to be near him.

You shouldn’t distract him— that was the last thing he needed when he was already so anxious during streams, but it couldn’t hurt to just sit with him, right? It may even be relaxing to have you there, just keeping him company.

Pushing open the door to his office slowly, you peeked in through the crack, eyes immediately spotting that messy mop of black hair only illuminated by the monitor’s light in front of it. You found it odd at first, that he liked playing in the dark, but realized how much smaller it made the room feel therefore being more comforting to him. Finally gathering all your nerve, you pushed the door open and slipped inside the dark room quickly shutting it behind you. You felt kinda creepy, hiding in the shadows and against the walls of the room but you didn’t want to scare him at a bad point in the game and embarrass him in front of his audience. Watching his monitor from over his shoulder, you thought of a plan as you waited for the round to end. You didn’t want to distract him, so sitting in his lap was a big no; glancing downward though, a grin began to pull at you lips as you finally figured it out.

The game went on for maybe another minute or so before the ending screen played and all the characters began transporting back into the lobby— it was go-time. Silently slinking down to your hands and knees, you slowly crawled over to the side of the chair before hooking your chin over his thigh and gazing up at him. You felt his body jerk slightly at the pressure on his thigh, his gaze shooting down from the monitor and locking onto yours as you grinned at him from the floor. He gaped at you for a second before his hand shot out to mute his mic.

“Baby, what-“

“Just wanna be with you,” You could hear the confusion in his tone before you cut him off with your quiet mumble, sighing softly and closing your eyes as you settled in your place, hands folding to rest in your lap as to not accidentally reach out and wrap around his leg as well. Though, as the room settled into silence your brow furrowed as you lifted your chin off of his thigh to look up at him, mind beginning to race with the thought of making him uncomfortable. “Is... Is that okay? I’m sorry I should’ve-“

“No, no it’s okay bunny, I was just surprised.” It was his turn to cut off your nervous rambling just as you began to spiral, his hand coming down to rest against your jaw tilting your gaze back up until it locked with his again. His eyes drifted over your face as you looked up at him with probably the most lovesick expression painted all over your face, nuzzling into the warmth of his hand. A soft chuckle escaped his lips as you settled your chin back over his thigh, sighing in content. Your eyes were fluttering closed when he spoke up again. “Are you sure you’re okay down there?”

A soft hum was your only response as you shuffled closer to him, finally giving in and wrapping your arms around his calf; he tensed for a moment and you were just about to unravel yourself from him again when he relaxed before a large hand found it’s place atop your head. You could practically feel yourself melt into him as he began to card his fingers through your hair, another soft hum escaping your lips in content as his nails scratched along your scalp. Chuckling softly, he leaned back toward him set up and reached for his mic, the hand in your hair still carding slowly through your locks causing you to shiver every so often when his rings ran along your skin.

“Hey, sorry, (Y/N) just needed to ask me something.” You giggled softly as he lied right through his teeth to his stream-mates. It was harmless though, just a little funny; you couldn’t hear them anyway. Even if you could though, all you could focus on was the hand running continuously over your head despite the game starting up again.

“Nah just what I want to eat, we can literally never decide what to have…” His words trailed off of your focus as your body relaxed even further into his. The soothing motion of his hand beginning to lull you to sleep no matter how much you tried to fight it off. His thumb began to run along the cheek that wasn’t smushed against his thigh as you floated in and out of consciousness, his touch so gentle you’d begin to think you’re made of glass. You could barely make out his mumbled words as his soft touches finally plunged you in the depths of sleep.

“Sweet dreams, princess”

•••

When your eyes fluttered open again they were immediately met with pitch black, which would’ve startled you if not for the solid form resting halfway on top of your body; your mouth pulling into a wide grin as you felt the slow breaths of your person warm the crook of your neck. Reaching toward your nightstand, you pat around blindly until your hand lands on your phone— as much as you didn’t want to move, you didn’t know how much time has passed since you had joined Corpse in his office. Squinting as the light from your phone flooded the room, you quickly turned down the brightness before looking at the time, confirming that you definitely didn’t have anywhere to be for at least the next few hours.

However, as you continued to stare down at your phone you began to scroll through the seemingly never-ending mentions, you only became more and more confused. Finally biting the bullet and tapping on one it immediately opened your screen to Corpse’s Instagram— but more importantly, a picture of you.

There you were, completely relaxed face smushed against his thigh as you slept soundly, but that wasn’t all. That signature hand had taken it’s place carding through your hair just as he did to lull you to sleep. Your heart was already fluttering as you stared at the photo on your screen but you think it might’ve stopped as your eyes caught the caption.

corpsehusband: “sleepy angel”

•••

@.valkyrae: was this during the stream? omg corpse you liar

@.sykkuwu: u guys are so cute

@.jacksepticeye: SIMP

@.bretmanrock: jealous 🙄 corpse baby i thought we had something

@.tinakitten: okay loverboy

•••

hey guys long time no see! i was gonna make a post abt why i was gone for so long but i think that’d be overkill. i’m okay now and i’m very excited to keep writing for you!

i think i’m gonna branch out to other fandoms as well but idk yet. i’m working through the requests in my inbox rn so i’m gonna do those first. gonna open up drabble requests too!

okay that’s it! thanks for reading as always, let me know what u think down below or in my asks! love you guys, hope you’re doin well <3

#peachyrequests #corpse husband x reader #corpse x reader #corpse husband x you #corpse x you #corpse imagine #corpse husband imagine

[ukiyo-vibes]

Ooo, heard you needed some writing requests from a little birdie, anywho, may I have an S/O who gets saved from a bully by Fuyuhiko? It can go any direction you would like from how Fuyu saved the S/O to how he cared for their wounds (if S/O had any), but it should end with some fluff. Let your imagination run ^^

First request, baby! I actually really enjoy writing for Fuyuhiko, so thanks, I guess.

(Oh wow this turned out really long sorryyyy)

Fuyuhiko Saving his S/O from Bullies

You walked down the halls as dozens of other students streamed past you, keeping your head down so they didn't recognize you. But when you turned the corner into a more empty hallway, you realized it didn't matter. Two boys and a girl were huddled around an open locker, as one of the boys took textbooks and homework out. You figured it must be his locker, but at this point it didn't matter. Your next class was just past them, and you couldn't walk around the other way cause you were already running late.

Timidly, you tried to sneak past them, but to your disdain, you suddenly heard a female voice behind you. "Hey!"

Flinching, you turned only to be greeted by the face of Komatsu Akira, hands on her hips and wavy blonde hair flowing down her shoulders. "Don't think I didn't see you over here." The rest of the trio, the tall, attractive Suzuki and notoriously aggressive Hayakawa, joined her on either side, grinning maliciously.

"W-what do you want?" you stammered. You tried to act confident, but inside, you were terrified of them. And you had every reason to be. These three had been the popular, mean kids for as long as you could remember, and for some reason they had chosen you as their target.

"Wha, wha, what do you think?" Suzuki laughed, mocking your stutter. "We want what we always want."

"Yeah, cough up, bitch! Where's the booze at?" Hayakawa nabbed your backpack from your hands, and despite your protests, started ruffling through it. You trembled, because you knew you hadn't gotten it. Why would you? You weren't gonna risk going to jail to support a couple teenagers' alcohol addictions.

While this was happening, Komatsu was roughing you up, shoving your back against the locker and getting up in your face. You could see Hayakawa's face getting more and more frustrated as he searched through your pockets, and you knew it was only a matter of time before he gave up, and you would be punished in some sort of humiliating way. Last time, they wrote "IDIOT" on your forehead in permanent marker, and it took almost a week to wash off. You shuddered thinking about what else they could come up with.

But then, just as you thought it was finally going to happen, someone turned the corner. You recognized the boy from a couple of your classes, but you never learned his name. He had a pretty small build, with short, blond hair. From what you'd seen of him, he seemed kind of aggressive, which was partly why you stayed away from him.

"Hey! What the hell are you doing?" he shouted down the hallway." The group immediately turned towards the sound, and you heard Hayakawa curse quietly. You looked over at Suzuki and noticed that he looked completely pale. You didn't know why, the boy wasn't exactly super intimidating.

"Hey, mind your own business, why don't you?" Komatsu retorted angrily. The boy ignored her, and ran over to you. You silently thanked him. After all, who knows what could've happened if he hadn't interrupted?

He snatched your backpack from Hayakawa's hands and glared at him. "You were going through her stuff, weren't you?" You stared at the ground, wishing this whole day could just be over. "Yeah, what's it to ya? Get outa here, this isn't about you." Hayakawa reached for the bag again, but the boy swatted his hand away.

Suzuki leaned over Hayakawa's shoulder. "D-dude, I think we should go," he stammered, nervously. Komatsu made a face. "What are you so afraid of?" Meanwhile, the boy held his stare.

"Here are your options right now," he said, venom dripping from his words. "Either you get the fuck out of here and never let me see your faces again, or I get you expelled."

"Expelled?! Ha! Yeah right, pussy." Komatsu laughed in his face. Even you had to admit, he sounded like he was spouting off a copypasta. But Suzuki looked absolutely petrified.

"Guys seriously, let's go," he urged. Hayakawa turned to him, astounded. "What? Dude, you can't seriously be afraid of this kid."

"Bro, that's Fuyuhiko. As in Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu?"

"Wait, Kuzuryuu?" Komatsu's confidence faltered. She thought for a moment, and then her expression fell. "You don't mean..."

Meanwhile, Hayakawa was having the same reaction. Now you were really confused. This Fuyuhiko guy claimed to have enough power to get these kids expelled, and his name made the teenagers who had been terrorizing her for months now practically wet their pants? What the hell was going on here?

"Yep, that's right. Now scram." The bullies immediately scrambled away like scared little puppies. You watched them run away in awe. Did this mean that it was finally over? No more having to steal alcohol and risk going to jail for those jerks? You almost broke down crying, you were so happy.

Fuyuhiko rushed over by your side. "Are you okay? It looked like they were roughing you up pretty good."

You blushed. "N-no, I'm okay," you said softly. Then, you remembered how everything went down, and you were suddenly confused again. "So wait, what was all that?"

He grinned sheepishly. "I... might be a mob boss?"

Your jaw dropped. Surely he was kidding, right? Then again, that would make sense as to why he influence over the headmaster. But still, how could you not have known something like this??

Even though you said you were fine, he still checked your arms for any bruises. As his fingertips grazed your shoulders, the two of you held eye contact for a couple seconds. You took in the way the sunlight glinted off his eyes, and the grooves carved into the side of his hair, until you both realized how awkward things were getting. You looked away from each other, laughing a little. Obviously you weren't in love with the guy you just met...

..were you?

{fin}

#💚 Mod Rantaro 💚 #Danganronpa #Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu #Fuyuhiko x reader

[bucky-iss-bae]

My Girl (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

A/N: I started writing this at 11.30pm and its now 12.50am, I accidently wrote it. it was supposed to be a drabble, but it turned out to be more than that. Sorryyyy. 

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader (AU) 

Fandom: MCU/Marvel

Prompts: “Love is Stupid” – “Take my Jacket, its cold outside” – “I’ll walk you home” “Don’t look at me like that” 

Warnings: Possesiveness?? The slightest bit of smut that its actually incredibly tame. Also 100 spelling and grammer mistakes bc this is a rush job. 

Word count: 2075 (Sorry, I can’t write drabbles for shit lmao)

Masterlist 

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Growing up and turning into adults with such a big group of friends meant weekly linkups at your local bar had slowly turned into fortnight linkups, and that slowly turned into only a few people turning up, and everyone hanging out properly probably once a month.

Some were starting families like Stark, or already had a family like Barton. Others were slowly getting into relationships, and only a few of you were single.

It was weird being single and watching everyone else fall in love, grow families, considering that you guys had been friends since high school, or for some since pre-school. It was weird watching some of your friends get into relationships with one another, or with others. Seeing Peggy and Steves relationship grow was a beautiful one, she was one of the strongest women you knew, even in high school, no one ever messed with her. Along with Buck and the rest of you, no one dared to mess with Steve before he hit puberty and ended up towering over everyone, and even being the star athlete in senior year.

The same went for Tony, some thought he would never settle down, but his heart always belonged to one person. Vision and Wanda had only recently gotten together, it was weird because they flirted and had always been there for one another, they had an unspoken bond. You were just scared that soon you would have to find a new roommate. It was difficult when Natasha had left, but being just the two of you, you got buy, you had good jobs and rent was fine, but you knew it would be a difficult process.

Only a few of you were single now, both you and Bucky, although you would gladly change that any day. James Buchanan Barnes. A man you had fancied for years. He was too blind to see it of course. Not that you showed it. The two of you constantly fought, but also joked, if anything you saw him and Sam the most, probably because the three of you were the single ones. There was Peter, but he was a few years younger, and even he had a girl.

Meeting up with everyone on Friday after everyone had finished work was weird, you were sat with Sam and Buck, not everyone could make it, but of course the three of you were ready to turn up. Although you hated seeing playboy Bucky, although those years were long gone.

“You good?” Bucky asked nudging your shoulder,

You grimaced, “I’m fab Buck. But like… Love is stupid” you said looking around at the lovey dovey couples,

He chuckled and smiled across at you, “Ahhh, it’s not that bad” He said, “Look at all those rom coms you watch. You call it cute then”  

“That’s because they are cute Buck, but now I want my friends” I whined, “But ok no, I want what they have” I said dropping the dumbest hints.

“I’m sure you’ll find someone soon, we just gotta make sure they’re good for you”

Bucky had a smirk on his face, “Don’t get all protective over me now Buck”

“Naww, I’m always protective over you” he said putting his arm around you and pulling you into his arms slightly, “You’re my best girl” He stated,

All you could do was smell his aftershave, over the years his smell had almost matured more and more, but it was sexy as hell. Whenever you stayed over at his and Sam’s place after a drunken night, you always ended up in one of Buckys hoodies, or tops, and the smell was just as intoxicating to you now as much as it is then.

“That’s sweet Buck, but it makes me feel like I’ll be single until I turn 35, after that, Sam and I made a pact when we were kids that if we’re both still single, that we’d just end up marrying one another”

Sam winked at me, “You got it, your present for your 35th birthday will be an engagement ring from yours truly”

Bucky tightened his grip around you, “Shame, Steve broke our pact like that. He’s got a girl and everything”

Steve overheard this and turned our way, “Still hurting over that huh, and to think, everyone thought you would’ve settled down first playboy”

“Still hurts that you left me like that Stevie”

Everyone laughed at that, but conversations carried on, Buckys arm had dropped down to your waist now instead, lingering there, although you acted like you couldn’t feel it, the whole time it’s all you could think about as it made your heart hammer in your chest.

Both Nat and Wanda had shared a glance before the both of them looking at you, Peggy also catching on quickly.

You rolled your eyes at how dramatic they were being but a smile still on your face, this happens often enough, the two of you don’t necessarily flirt, but you do, you want to believe there is chemistry there, the way he treats you, the way he plays with your hair, always makes sure you’ve eaten, makes sure you get home safely.

Everyone soon slowly started to disperse, Wanda told you that she would be staying the night with Vision which meant you had to walk back or grab a taxi to your place alone.

“I’ll walk you home” Bucky offered once Sam had managed to pull,

“I’ll be fine Buck” You smiled at him as you walked outside, the cold breeze hitting your face, making you realise how hot and stuffy that place can get,

“Like hell am I letting my girl wander around the city by herself at this time” He said putting his elbow out,

You intertwined your hand through his elbow, as the two of you started walking, “Tonight was nice, makes me miss everyone though” You mumbled leaning your head against his arm, you could feel his bicep, and you knew you would only be lucky to be wrapped up in this mans arms,

“Same, scary how everyone is starting families, and we’re just… here”

You chuckled at that, “Only a matter of time before Wan moved in with Vis”

“Yeah? Well whenever that happens, Steves room is still free” He grinned at you, “Then I’ll have my girl a lot closer” He always said this, always called you his girl but never acted on it. The only time he got close to acting on it was when you were being hit on by a random guy in the bar. He got possessive and attractively dangerous at certain times.

“Eugh, imagine living with boys full time” You joked trying to ignore the comments.  

He let out a loud laugh, “Oh, trust me it’ll be a big difference than living with Wanda and Nat”

“I’ve stayed there and I know, and it’s mostly me here anyway, at the moment I’m enjoying my peace and quiet, but also missing the commotion”

“Don’t blame you, at least it’s not a bad set of apartments around here”

You lived in a nice neighbourhood, especially considering New York rates, but you had a very well paid job, no family responsibilities, and put in your savings just as much as you spent on rent. You were fine.

“They’re very nice” You murmured with a small shiver,

Bucky had noticed this and as soon as he did, he stopped, “Shit, sorry Y/N, I promise I was raised better than this” He said,

You stared at him confused, wondering why he stopped but he soon gave you his jacket, you were in awe at the fact that he gave you his jacket,

“Bucky” You pouted, “Thank you” You wrapped yourself in his jacket, the smell of his cologne stronger than before, but so much warmer.

“Anything for you sugar, besides you look better in it than I do, I like you wearing my stuff” He murmured kissing your forehead,

The two of you carried on walking, mostly in silence, it was nice though. Times like this with Bucky meant the world to you.

“What’s going on in that pretty little head of yours” He asked when you were only a block away from your apartment building,

You shook your head, “I just… like this” You said, “Spending time with you, it’s nice”

He smiled at that, his pearly whites on show, and his beautiful blue eyes twinkling, “I knew I was better company than Wilson”

You laughed at that, “I’m being serious Buck, you just… I don’t know. You make me feel safe and happy, even at 1am walking through the streets of New York”

“Good, because I’m always here to keep you safe” He said,

You stared up at him, so often, when he made comments like that it made you think, does he feel the way you do. Does he want to be with you as much as you want to be with him?

“You’ve got a dangerous look on your face there sugar.”

“No I don’t buck” you whispered before going into your apartment building, nodding at the doorman who also smiled at Buck,

“Yes you do” he said following you into the lift,

You couldn’t help but raise your eyebrows at him and crossing your arms across your chest, he always made fun of you for this but you couldn’t help it,

He tried to supress his smirk, “You look cute sugar, and what was that dangerous look for huh?”

It was just the two of you in the elevator, you didn’t expect him to come up with you,

“I don’t know Buck… like sometimes, sometimes you just make some comments or act a certain way and it makes me overthink. It’s stupid”

He didn’t say anything, instead he had an intense look on his face, his thinking face, although rarely was he this deep in thought, the elevator stopped on your floor and the two of you walked across the landing towards your door, he still hadn’t said anything as the two of you entered your apartment, you kicked your shoes off, and didn’t take Bucks Jacket off until you got to your room, Bucky Still following you.

He stared at your intently, “Don’t look at me like that” you grumbled taking his jacket off, missing the warmth it had and his smell and hanging it back to him, he threw the jacket on the bed before coming up to you, he seemed so much taller right now since you took your heels off, he brushed a strand of hair out of your face, still giving you the same look,

“You know, these last few years, I was hoping at some point you would realise why I’ve scared off any guy who comes near you. Why I’ve always been there to look out for you, making sure my fav girl knows she’s my only girl. But you just… you don’t see it. But I think you do. I know you do” He voice was so deep and low, turning you on slightly, he had a dark look in his eyes, but his blue eyes still piercing into you,

“Maybe youre the one whos not caught on Buck, come on, I’ve not cared about any other guy for years, especially when youre the only guy I can see” You whispered at him,

That’s all the conformation he needed before pinning you up against your bedroom door, you gasped at the strength and speed he had, a hand caressing your jaw slowly, before he pressed his lips against your own, you moaned at this he kept you pinned against the door. The kiss was rough but held all the passion your needed, he grabbed your wandering hands before holding them above your head in one place with one of his hands, the other grabbing your hip, pressing himself up against you, the kiss soon turned into kisses down your neck as he bit and sucked his way down,

“Buck” You moaned out feeling a small wetness between your thighs, shocked at the sudden pleasure, if you knew your body would react like this, you would’ve said something sooner, the pleasure this made caused you within seconds was more than any man had done before.

“You’re mine Y/N” He growled out, “You’re mine, and I’m going to make sure it takes more than just my cologne all over you for you to know that” He said before picking you up and throwing you on your bed before joining you.

The two of you making love in ways you didnt expect with him, not realising he felt the way you did, and him giving you want you wanted, no needed. 

A/N: Lol I’m so sorryyyy I’m trying to write more and moreeee. Hope you enjoy though, any requests send them my wayyyyyy 

#Bucky Barnes x Reader #Bucky Barnes #Bucky Barnes Imagine #Bucky Barnes Drabble #james buchanan barnes #james barnes #MCU #marvel cinematic universe #Marvel Fic #Bucky Fic #Bucky imagine #Bucky Drabble #AU #Bucky x Reader #the avengers one shots #the winter soldier x reader #the winter solider #Possessive bucky #Bucky Barnes One Shot #Bucky Barnes Fluff #The Avengers #The Avengers Frienship #The Avengers AU #Sam Wilson #Sam Wilson Frienship

[shari-berri]

BNHA Boys & S/O That Drops Things

Right, so I don’t know if anyone else does this, but occasionally this will happen. Say I’m holding my phone in my hand, nice and tight with the popsocket and everything. Suddenly my hand will spazz or something and it will fall, even though it was perfectly secure. Anyways, I wanted to make my very first headcanon ever, this! I enjoy broad ones but I think that with my crackhead energy I will go for oddly specific ones for the most part.

Again, this is my very first time so please bear with me...

Warnings: None

Characters: Bakugou, Shoji, and Tokoyami

Katsuki Bakugou

Has a raging temper, which doesn’t bode well for whoever angers him. It doesn’t take a lot to anger him, but if it’s his s/o, he would be slightly more lenient

The first time it happened was on a date

It was the classic, s/o drops ice cream cone so the partners gets another one

After that time, Katsuki was ready for anything

Nothing too drastic fell, the occasional book off the shelf, maybe a stack of papers, nothing big

Until a mission happened...OH BOY

The villain possessed a detonation quirk, able to set off an explosion on anything he placed any of his DNA on, whether it be hair, saliva, blood

The chosen item rigged to blow up the convenience store was a jug of milk

Odd choice, but okay

Katsuki had made the mistake of trusting his darling s/o to dispose of the bomb

Clearly, he underestimated your abilities

As the milk jug flashed an angry red, your hand jerked spastically, and the jug falls to the ground

Both your’s and Katuski’s eyes watched in slow motion as the plastic container burst open upon impact, the liquid spilling everywhere

All you could offer your fuming boyfriend was a sheepish smile, a look in your eyes akin to ‘please don’t kill me, im sorryyyy’

Safe to say that after the convenience store was forcefully removed from its plot, you were never allowed to go out of the houes without gripping gloves Momo made specially for you

Mezo Shoji

Shoji is the best person to be with if you’re impulsive and constantly drop stuff

His extra limbs are also good at catching a falling object after his s/o yeets it

Mezo has a calm personality, able to get along with nearly everyone. C’mon, he’s friends with Mineta (to an extent)

No matter what you dropped, Mezo would react the same, fluid movements to retrieve whatever it was that slipped out of your hands

Of course, this doesn’t come without exceptions

You were both sent on a mission to deal with an acidic monster, reminiscent of the sludge villain all those years ago

As the name suggests, anything that comes in contact with the creature was immediately dissolved

This creature’s pH level was far lower than Mina’s, proving itself a difficult task

After the creature, that you affectionately named Steven, let out a weird cloud of toxic gas, Mezo dragged you behind a melting pillar

To your utter shock, Mezo yanked his mask down, letting it hang under his neck as he took in gulps of air

“You can’t breathe with that on, can you?” A sympathetic gaze was cast at your boyfriend, receiving a barely noticable nod

Gently, you slipped your hands around Mezo’s neck, unattaching the mask part of his costume

The navy blue fabric was tight in your grasp, fingers digging into the fibers

Just as you dove out of cover, tucking into a roll, Steven spat a huge glob of acid at your form

Thanks to hero training, you easily dodged...the mask, however, did not

As the fabric began to decay further and further, yours eyes grew wet

Professional heroes didn’t let a small thing like this stop them from doing their job, so Mezo and you completed the mission

As the creature was being shoved into a special container, your (E/C) orbs locked with Mezo’s dark ones

Expecting a harsh scolding, you braced yourself, body locked in place

A large hand gentle fell onto your head, resting there for a moment before trailing down to cup your cheek

Hesitantly, you looked up at your boyfriend, small tears threatening to seep out of the corner of your eyes

Mezo gave a short huff of laughter before his eyes crinkled with his smile

“You didn’t seriously think that I would get mad at you for dropping my mask. You know I have an entire drawer of them.”

Fumikage Tokoyami

Like Shoji, Fumikage would be desirable for this as well, or rather, Dark Shadow would be

The issue is, Dark Shadow is usually suppressed, dormant until called upon by his master

Fumikage is as chill as a cucumber, nothing bothering him

If it does, he doesn’t let it show

Fumikage immediately moves to assist you, his gentleman side coming out

Unfortunately, you can’t say the same for your boyfriend’s other half

Dark Shadow prefers to snicker at you throwing small comments

This is when you pull out your ultra power flashlight and shine the beam into the creature’s face

Even though you and the former Class 1-A became full-fledged heroes, some things never die

Fumikage is as into the dark rituals now as he used to be

The only difference is his...collection

With hero work comes money, which he spends on various ritual items

What was intended to be the basement lounge room became Fumi’s Sacrificial Offering Room of Revelry in the Dark

He rarely let you into the room, claiming it was for different reasons every time you asked

“Oh, you’re far too pure to enter this room of demonic presence.”

“You know how Dark Shadow gets in the dark, I can’t control him.”

“I don’t want you to be in danger when I summon Chernobog.”

It even got as far as, “T-this is where I store my...uh...birdseed! Yes, and nesting items!”

Your unending curiousity was dragging you towards the dark door, a faint glow pouring out of the cracks in the wood

Placing a shaking hand on the doorknob, you pulled the door open, an ominous creek following

At last, you were into the secret hideout of your feathered demon

You flitted around, grasping and touching everything like a small child at the candy shop

Transfixed on the glass ball in your hands, you failed to hear the sound of footsteps coming closer

The sound of someone clearing their throat behind you was startling

Whipping around, you began waving your hands from side to side as best you could, trying to diffuse the situation with a valid excuse for the intrusion

“Why have you invaded my sanctuary, crossing over the threshold between your plane and mine?” Fumikage’s deep voice spoke slowly, scaring you even more

Throwing your hands up to explain, you winced as the sound of shattering glass rang through the dank room

The wince was followed with your gasp of pain as the glass shards embedded themselves into your shins, streams of blood trickling down your legs

Fumikage, who was previously trying to reign Dark Shadow into control, was back to his stoic and composed self, concern showing in his glistening red eyes

All anger was forgotten as he patched up your legs, placing bandaids with a Miruko design

“Be more careful,” Dark Shadow’s staticky voice broke the silence, “Fumikage would throw a fit if you got injured.”

#bnha x reader #headcanons #bnha headcanons #mha x reader #mha headcanons #mha tokoyami #bakugou x reader #shoji imagine #bnha mezo shoji #anime #manga #weeb #imagine #headcanon #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #mha quirks

[smutonsmutlnsmut]

The Newest Avenger

Part 2: First Mission 

Summary: (y/n) has her first mission with the team

A/n: hi!! part 2 is here! Smut is coming in the next part :)

Pairing!Steve x Reader

Warnings: not much, drinking, talk about fighting

Word count: 2000

“She’s hot” Bucky said.

The boys and Nat were sitting in the living room late that night. Nat laughed at Bucky’s comment knowing he had a little crush on the new girl. “She seems very nice, and smart, she seems smart” Steve said quietly. “I mean to go through what she’s gone through and not hate the entire world? That’s hard”

“Okay old man”

You woke up the next morning in such a good mood. You had a new home, as long as you were good of course, but a home. You were up a lot earlier than everyone else and went exploring. You found a large empty room on the second floor. You went in and looked around. You asked F. R. I. D. A. Y. if this was used for anything and she said no. You started working on something you thought would be quite beneficial for the team. A few hours later Bruce came to where you were and had a confused look on his face.

“What are you doing?”

You stood up and showed him to the control pad outside of the door. The room was surrounded with glass and looked like it always has.

“I made a training room” you were so excited to finally show someone what you had been working on all morning. 

“I don’t mean to be rude... but it looks the way it always does” Bruce was confused. He didn’t want to hurt your feelings, especially after hearing what you had gone through as a kid, but it was a normal room.

“Click this”

The room changed. It was like a virtual reality room. You could change the setting from the control pad. Any climate, any place. You could also make fake targets, people, anything. Bruce was shocked. How did you do this? He tried a couple different settings and every time he switched, he was more and more impressed.

“Wow” he finally said, “how did you do this?”

You started explaining how you put it all together, you weren’t as smart as Bruce, but you were pretty close. He was amazed that you could do something like this, especially with your life story you told everyone yesterday. He was confused as to how you were so smart. You had breakfast with everyone and Bruce was bragging about your invention and everyone seemed quite impressed.

It had been a couple days at the compound for you now, you, Wanda and Nat had become quite good friends. Everyone made you feel welcome. Clint, Steve and Sam were away on a mission, so you got to know Bucky, Bruce, Thor, Vision, and Tony quite well. They all seemed to like you, which made you quite happy.

The next morning you got up earlier than everyone like always and went to train. You set it to an open terrain and over 100 enemies. You went into the room and started kicking some ass. Because of the glass, anyone can watch whoever is training in the room. You finished and took a sip from your water bottle. You told F.R.I.D.A.Y. to repeat the session and went back to it. Once you finished your full training session you looked up at the glass and saw Steve watching you. “Hey” you didn’t know why he was watching you.

“Hey, great job in there. You’re pretty powerful” he was avoiding eye contact.

“Thanks, I’m still trying to figure it all out”

“Oh… I don’t just mean your powers, you’re a strong fighter”

You smiled at him as you walked past to head to your room. You had a shower and came back out to the common area. You couldn’t keep Steve off of your mind. You couldn’t blame yourself though, he is beautiful. Wanda didn’t keep her promise to not read your mind.

“You do realize the only thing you think about is Steve...” she whispered to you during breakfast.

“Wow I didn’t think someone else would tell me about my thoughts, but thanks Wanda” you both laughed.

“He also spends a lot of time thinking about you, you know”

Before you could reply Tony walked in saying you all had to meet in the conference room. You grabbed your smoothie and headed there with the rest of the group. You felt this excitement come over you, was this your first mission with the team? You had no idea what to expect.

As you all gathered in the conference room, you kept looking around to see if anyone else was nervous. Of course, they weren’t, they’d done this so many times it was like clockwork. You sat in between Wanda and Nat and directly across from Steve. You tried not to stare but he was irresistible. Like a car accident, you can’t look away even if you should.

Tony explained the mission and what everyone’s role was. You and the team had to go to a very fancy event to try to get information from a mob boss. He was known for attacking innocent people at large gatherings, so you all had to make sure that didn’t happen. You, Wanda, Nat, Steve, Bucky, Tony and Sam were the ones going. Tony dismissed you all and as you started to realize that you had nothing to wear. How were you supposed to go to a fancy event in jeans and a sweater?

“It’s okay love, we’ll go shopping and use Tony’s credit card”

“Wanda!!”

“I’m sorryyyy, you just looked like you were deep in thought and I didn’t want to interrupt”

You two laughed and decided to take Nat with you on your shopping adventure. You all returned to the compound and you all got ready together. Your hair was up in a high slicked back ponytail, full face of natural, gorgeous makeup, and a long silver dress. It hugged your curves perfectly and had a deep V that went down to your bellybutton area. You had never seen yourself like this, you thought you looked beautiful. Which is rare, you normally wore sweats, sweaters or workout clothes. You never thought of yourself as beautiful. Not that you were super insecure, but you’d never even kissed a guy before. You never saw yourself as sexy, but today you felt as though you were the sexiest girl in town. Besides your best friends, of course. Wanda could tell you weren’t sure about this outfit and reassured you that you were stunning.

Tony called out to let you three know that it was time to leave. The three of you were about to leave your room but you stopped in your tracks. Steve. He was going to see you like this. Was this too much for him? Your heart was racing and your thoughts were all over the place.

“Oh my God, (y/n) let’s go” Nat grabbed your hand and pulled you out of your room.

You walked down the hallway towards the elevator. Trying to look confident and definitely not looking at Steve. As you approached the elevator the boys were all staring at you, except for Tony who was getting mad because you were going to be late.

“Damnnnn (y/n), you look fine as hell” Sam said.

You smiled back at him, still avoiding eye contact with Steve. You all got into the elevator, then of course Tony had to open his big mouth.

“So, to not look crazy suspicious we’re going to go in pairs, there is 4 limos waiting outside. Happy is going to be with me, Nat you’ll go with Bucky” Oh for the love of God. “Wanda you’ll go with Sam” Shit. “and (y/n) you’ll go with Steve.” You nodded, still avoiding eye contact you look at Wanda and saw her smiling.

As you got to the limo Steve opened the door for you, you smiled to thank him. Unfortunately, you couldn’t seem to force any words out. He got in on the other side. As you started to drive, there was an awkward silence that felt like you had been sitting there for hours.

“You look beautiful”

“Oh, umm thanks, y-you too. Oh, sorry I meant you look handsome” you would be thinking about that embarrassment tonight before you fell asleep.

“Why thank you”

The ride there was a lot better than you thought it would be. You shared stories, made each other laugh and had a genuinely good time. Once you got to the venue Steve opened your door and helped you out. You got to your standing table and grabbed two glasses of champagne.

“You know we’re not really supposed to drink on a mission” Steve chuckled.

“I know, but if we don’t we’ll look weird Mr. Captain America”

He smiled. Mostly because you just called him MR. Captain America, but also because you were smart.

The mission went well. No one was injured and you and the team caught the mob boss and took him into custody. On your way out the staff thanked you all and you grabbed a bottle of champagne and stole two glasses. When you got back into the limo Steve had a big smile on his face. You popped the champagne and poured it into the glass.

“Can I help you?” you teased.

“Couldn’t wait till we got back?”

“Nope.”

Back at the compound Tony decided to have a party to celebrate the mission. He also wanted to celebrate you because you helped a lot this evening. Everyone was having a good time. You, Wanda, Nat and Sam were all sitting at a table chatting and laughing.

Six shots and almost a full bottle of champagne later, you weren’t doing so hot. You saw Steve sitting with Bucky drinking a beer. So you decided to head on over there. Stumbling on your way, the boys noticed and Steve got up to help you sit down in his seat.

“Bucky how have you had like twenty beers and you’re still alive?”

“I don’t really get drunk… serum stuff”

“Same with you Steve?”

He nodded. You felt embarrassed. You were wasted and they were definitely not. You guys talked for a while, but then Wanda and Nat came to get you to go dance for a while. You didn’t give any fucks about who was watching, you were focused on not falling over.

“she is fucked up…” Bucky said

“Yea she is” Steve was concerned. He didn’t want you to hurt yourself.

You noticed that a lot of people had gone home, but to be honest, you didn’t know what time it was or who was still here. You felt a presence behind you and started dancing closer to them. Wanda gave you a look and you turned around and almost fell. Steve caught you in his arms. It took you a second to realize who it was.

“Oh fuck, I’m so sorry Captain” He liked that you called him that. The way you said it made him feel a type of way he couldn’t quite describe. He also knew that you were very, VERY drunk, and that he should take you back to your room. He guided you towards the hallway where all of your rooms were.

“Taking me to bed Captain?” you didn’t even realize what you said. When you were about to pass his room, you stopped and went to the door.

“This is my room” He thought you were just confused.

“I know.”

He opened the door and you fell onto his bed. He was kind of confused. You stood up shakily and turned around.

“Can you undo this please?” motioning to the zipper on the back of your dress. He kind of stood there for a second before he moved. He went into his dresser to get out some sweats and one of his hoodies. You smiled. You also had no fucking clue as to what was going on. He unzipped your dress just seeing the top part of your thong. You grabbed the clothes he gave to you, put them on and jumped into bed.

“Sleep well” he said as he walked towards the door to leave.

“Please stay with me?” you phrased it as a question, but he knew it was more of a command.

He thought about it for a second, then came into bed with you. Too bad you probably wouldn’t remember it in the morning. He fell asleep a lot faster than you did. He snored, which you didn’t mind, you thought it was kind of cute. Right when you were about to fall asleep you felt his arm wrap around you. This was nice.

#mcu smut #mcu fanfiction #mcu x reader #steve rogers #marvel #marvel smut

[emsvegetables]

“can i order a headcannon for akaashi, bokuto and the miya twins that have a s/o who's scared of lightning/thunder?? sorryyyy if this adds to your workload 🥺”

ah yes ofc!!! don’t worry hahah feel free to req more i love writing stuff like this and other random shit!!!!! thank you for the req!!!!!

Akaashi:

* He first notices when he’s watching the television with you.

* You’re both chilling, but when the rain starts to get heavier, he realises that your attention is fixated on the storm outside.

* The lightning flashes outside, and he sees you jump and watches you widen your eyes as you surreptitiously scoot closer to him.

* He finds it so CUTE.

* You’re usually this feisty little thing, and you’re scared of lightning????

* He’s bringing a blanket for you and wrapping it around the both of you and he’s cuddling you.

* When an extremely loud rumble of thunder causes you to jump again, he’s soothing you down and pressing a soft kiss on your cheek.

* “It’s okay, (Y/N), i’m here with you.”

* HE FINDS YOU SO CUTE WHEN YOU PRESS YOURSELF CLOSER TO HIM RIRIFDJIRF.

* If you’re still shaken by the lightning and thunder outside, he’s making you hot chocolate or a cup of tea.

* Y’all spend the entire day on the couch, with Akaashi carding his fingers through your hair and pressing soft kisses on your cheek whenever you get scared of the storm outside.

* Now, whenever it’s raining, he’s preparing a cup of hot tea for you and he’s drawing the curtains shut and y’all are watching some show on the television to draw your mind away from whatever is going on outside, with Akaashi running his fingers through your hair and comforting you.

Bokuto:

* He jumps with you when he hears the loud roar of thunder clap outside.

* LMAO HE’S A FIDGETY BIG THING

* Y’all are relaxing in the couch watching some netflix show that Bokuto picked.

* When the next roar of thunder echoes through the room, Bokuto is literally hiding behind a pillow, and you’re staring at him.

* LMAOOO HE LOOKS SO BIG BUT HES AS SCARED AS YOU HAHA

* “(Y/N), do you want to cuddle?”

* “...Yes.”

* So y’all are cuddling in bed, with his beefy arms wrapped around you and you feel so safe and secure!!!!!!

* And he feels so thankful that you’re here with him to get him through this period too.

* Tbh he’s sort of scared of thunder too HAHAHAA SO ITS A WIN WIN SITUATION FOR THE BOTH OF YOU.

* When you flinch when the next flash of lighting causes shadows to appear in your room, he’s hugging you tighter and smiling at you.

* “ITS ALRIGHT, (Y/N)!!! IM HERE!!!!”

* HAH he’s trying to appear strong in front of you but he’s actually as scared as you.

* But this is a good thing because whenever the rain shows promise of loud roars and flashes of light, the both of you are INSTANTLY on bed and y’all spend the entire time hugging.

Osamu:

* He first realises it while you’re vibing on his bed and he’s doing his work on the study table beside the bed.

* When the first flash of lighting comes, he notices that you’re shifting slightly, but you’re still chilling and watching your phone.

* Then the next phase comes, and the thunder rumbles and roars and the flashes of light are incessant.

* Then you’re prodding his arms and looking at him with a pout.

* YOU OBVIOUSLY WANT CUDDLES.

* So he pushes back the chair and allows you to crawl into his lap.

* “(Y/N)...are you scared of lightning?”

* You tense when he asks you that, and when you nod, a grin forms on his face.

* Now whenever it’s raining, he’s instantly patting his lap and telling you to “c’mere, babe.”

* His lap is where you go whenever there’s a hint of a storm brewing on the horizon.

* He finds it really cute tbh...like you’re usually a fearless person and lightning scares you???

* He’s so soft for you.

Atsumu:

* LOL THIS GUY IS A LITTLE SHIT.

* I’m not even kidding.

* You’re lying on his chest on the couch and he’s putting one of his arms on the headrest, and y’all are looking at random stuff on your phones.

* When the first clap of thunder roars, and he sees you whip your head and stare outside the window, he’s smirking.

* “Oh? My usually fierce (Y/N)’s scared of lightning??????”

* “Shut up, Tsum.”

* He’s smirking at you when you glare at him, and his smirk widens when you jump at the thunder that suddenly strikes again.

* “Does my baby want a hug? Does my baby want a cuddle? Tell me anything and i’ll do it for my baby.”

* He’s using that stupid TEASING TONE OF HIS. RORIFIFIDKWK

* When you just push your head into his chest further when the lightning illuminates the room once more, he’s grinning and moving a hand to pat your back.

* He’s not going to ever tell you this, but he find you ADORABLE.

* Whenever there’s a storm, he’s instantly opening his arms and cooing at you,” does my baby want me to comfort her? Come over here, baby.”

* You smack him whenever he does that, but you always curl up in his arms after that.

AHHH i hope i did it right anon!!!! TBH MY MIND WAS BLANK WHILE DOING THIS AHAHAHAH

requests are OPENED!!!! hmu with anything bc i’m running out!!!!

#bokuto x reader #akaashi x reader #osamu x reader #atsumu x reader #haikyuu hcs #haikyuu headcanons

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Cursed....characters

ok no I wont wait days...and I will talk about characters, I’m not gonna compare it with the book I haven’t read. Just what I saw

Arthur 

I didn’t like the Arthur at all....like at all...I’m not judging him being in a band, he was abounded kid, and stuff, didn’t know what to do blalal...but come on like he STOLE the Sword, and then after Nimue went after him and demanded the Sword back...he was like “hey nothing really mattered, just a sword sis chill,  why are you talking with me like that and stuff..pff...why are so rude to me, why why”...aagghhh...and after, through the series, I can’t explain it, aghhh I hope there will be a NEAT character development for him...I really hope...how do they even fell in love?

Green Knight aka Gawain

Boi my boi....such a perfect character, again I hope to see his character development. Because heeere what I didn’t liked at all. He told us a story about his close friend being killed in front of him blalal, and it was tough yet the right decision, to let him die. AND THEN we have windmill scene, where another yet fairy is tortured in front of him, they demand him to come and fight, BUT hey oh my lovely Gawain whom I really love, this time you’re not alone, it’s not only about your life, there were kids, and honestly you didn’t even know that fairy, so the reaction you gave was really stupid. Yeah Yeah we all can agree that that fairy life really mattered, plus he remembered his friend’s death etc., but come on we all know  he saw/witnessed/went through that same things after many times. And sure that stupid behavior of this only was written in order for ARTHUR to kill himself that poor fairy, so Gawain would not kill his own-kind, though he knew it was the only logical move. Come on people, we saw/ read plenty of movies/books with similar situations.

Nimue

I love the actress. Her character is not set well yet. She was not really practicing with her powers during her childhood, neither she can really fight. Idk we need more I hope we will get more. I’m not talking about her sometimes crazy behavior under the RING’s influence , sorry SWORD’s...this LOTR RING and CURSED SWORD have SAME ENERGY honestly =D However I must say something. The scene where Dof died, let’s be honest she didn’t even really tried helping, like “man i’m so tired after all that and stuff, i might not be helpful blala...sorryy my best friend since childhood...welp he’s dead sorryyyy” and immediately when the other viking dude announced that now they with  Red Spear are allies, she immediately had that smile on her face, like good good thanks!! Sure in that time of trouble it’s good to have someone on your side, But I mean let’s be honest she didn’t even tried hard enough to save that man. And we all remember that on the other hand she really tried  hard to save dead Gawain. Double standards? like IDk who is this man so nope im tired, GAWAIN my childhood ( i feel he was a crush) i will try to undead you. Remember Vinny? yeah had that vibes

Merlin 

How can you hate Floki?Sure Floki killed Edelstein, but it was in the past. And his Flokiness was coming out in Merlin. Nah really good character....we need more of him agaaain to understand him, well ok not understand  rather than  justify his actions. True there’s a lot went between him fairy people and human (not mentioning shadows, creatures and other dimensions ) during his loooong lifetime. Man can have depression and anxiety. IDK we saw lot’s of characters that live long life and vie life differently idk idk. He tried at least saving his own daughter, that is a start I guess, and now his powers are back, who know what craziness awaits us.  ALSO NOW he has no connection with humans, neither with shadows, and fairies, he is all by himself. This can lead to something interesting? morality? He will train Morgana? who knows? he still have fairy fire or smth .I was not going to talk about him honestly. I love Floki

MORGANA 

Before knowing who is she. I hated her, cause for no reason she slapped Nimue..like dude wtf she just woke up she don’t know where is she, who are you and who was that future bitch little nun sitting in front of her. WHY SLAP?? ANd then we found out her love towards Fairies, and i loved her. then we heard her version of letter she said her fav part, that was “ damn i feel we gonna see it in the future”. Plus How did she killed  the Widow?? spider? sword? Graphics  were weirdish. And with all due respect, you left the “one you really loved that hard” in the monastery, and then “I will do shady things to return to you..more like dead version of you”. We all know this is not her but the spider, and Morgana is supposedly  smart, why is she not considering that option? blinded by pain and love? naah...this is ridicules, but heey she is not fully doing shady things so far she returned to Nimue, idk how becoming a Widow on the way...maybe this is some king of time paradox type things...anywaay let’s seee...SHE IS THE MORGANA PEOPLE>>>SHE MUST BE BAD ASSISH

Percival=PERFECTION nothing to add. He’s gonna be trained by best out of bests!!!

Weeping Monk? Lancelot!! He did nothing wrong! And in this fandom we love him!

When I first saw him, I was like ok ok i know your backstory. Definitely fairy raised killing machine. For a little brief moment in the very beginning i though he might be Mordred (first two episodes), but then we had Gawain, so i was like “ okaay I see some epic Lancelot revel coming soon”, cause the whole squad is here already.You can’t have Arthur, Gawain, Morgana,Nimue,Perci,Merlin, but magically bring Lance in the end or somewhere in the middle of seasons. Have you noticed that “Weeping Monk fighting against Trinity Guards had the SAME energy of Ben Solo fighting  agains Knights of Ren” ?I will go down with this character...perfection...

Red Spear 

Is she Guinevere ? Maybe i forgot some knight with a spear..Sir Balin? he was not part of round....but idk this book i haven’t read, so why not he was one of the Savagest one...I ship my/this theory

#cursed #arthur #nimue #merlin #gawain #green knight #squirell #percival #weeping monk #lancelot #morgana #red spear #idk..maybe i woke up and delete this...or add plot holes #i need to talk #netflix #characters #cursed characters

[randomikemendegen]

It's nearly 4:45 in the morning (at the time of writing) where I am but fuck it, my brain's creative juices are flowing but my body says no so HERE'S A TEXT POST ABOUT MY OCS AND THEIR RELATIONSHIP WITH THEIR RESPECTIVE DORM LEADERS--

(note: I WILL be drawing a relationship chart sooner or later... or in the future, hopefully soon 🤡🤡🤡)

HEARTSLABYUL

Quintin Blanpine — Riddle Rosehearts

At first, their relationship was really.... kind of "cruel", in a way really.

What with Riddle essentially working Quin to the bone, though his reasoning was more of [He needs to build more confidence in himself] and genuinely thought that what he was doing was the right thing. Quintin wasn't PLEASED AT ALL with the treatment, but kept quiet about it...

.... at least until Chapter 1 occured.

They got to actually talking and found that they had some common grounds and became close acquaintances.

(One such thing is their shared thought of Seisear being a huge PAIN to deal with despite his usually good and sincere intentions; another is actually them bonding over the dormitory's hedgehogs and love of crossword puzzles.)

Seisear Marchare — Riddle Rosehearts

A one-sided "friendship" on Sei's part (initially).

Riddle really HATED how Seisear was almost always out-of-control "like a petulant child" and seemed to follow his own sets of rules, thus he more often than not hit the other student with his Unique Magic in order to make him reflect even just slightly.

Seisear on the other hand found Riddle to be quite the "hilarious little prince"~. He always found the redhead's reactions funny, and while he may act terribly uncontrollable, Sei does notice how lonesome and closed-off Riddle seems to be-- it's mostly the reason why he likes to bug his classmate almost all the time~.

(Thankfully it seems like after Chapter 1, they've actually become closer and a little bit more friendly... though Sei still keeps getting collared with [Off With Your Head!] due to how far he can go with messing with Riddle for the laughs~.]

SAVANACLAW

Lala-Phula Tigris — Leona Kingscholar

Kind of an odd relationship.

On one hand, they both act somewhat antagonistic towards each other, on the other hand they're actually... kind of close??? To say the least??? Like, they casually throw snarky words and insults at each other, but they also acknowledge each other as "okay"???

Leona finds Lala to be more like a bothersome kid that won't stop pulling his tail for some attention (if you can call the regular declarations of challenge to be that).

Meanwhile Lala thinks that Leona isn't deserving of being "the king of the pack" (ie. dorm leader, in her own terms) but also begrudgingly accepting the fact that he is genuinely strong and thus respects him.

Raetel Gura — Leona Kingscholar

More animosity here than the previous one that Leona and Lala had, though it's not out of actual malice and there's no actual fighting that's happened so far (except for the first time they met), but there ARE some close calls here and there.

Though they're more prone to hurling insults at each other and getting creative with their wordings on how to best annoy the other instead.

Raetel is GENUINELY livid with Leona, mostly out of the fact that they know that Leona could do so much better but chooses NOT to and instead prefers to usually lazy around.

Leona on the other hand mostly thinks of Raetel just as "that fox-sham of a teacher's kid", along with expressing annoyance at how much Raet gets up in his case.

OCTAVINELLE

Leviotan Genov — Azul Ashengrotto

This relationship is on thin-fucking-ice. Period.

Levi knows Azul's type and thus is ALWAYS wary and cautious of his dorm leader, while Azul notes on how distrusting Levi is and is just as wary of his potential plans and methods in which he can foil him.

Funnily enough though, they actually respect each other to some extent and have some slightly similarities here and there that have even both of them acknowledging that fact.

It's to the point of them actually often being seen talking with each other, though if you inquire about that they'll just reply with "it's just business talk".

Viviane Genov — Azul Ashengrotto

Friends....???? To be more accurate, Vivi sees Azul as a friend (like she does with literally everyone else) while on Azul's end he's not sure if they could even BE called "friends".

They certainly are on good terms though that's for sure.

Viviane can see past through Azul's personality and pick up on how actually lonely he is and how much hard work he had to do to finally get to his current self, so she's genuinely really nice and friendly to him.

Meanwhile Azul's kind of wary about Vivi's sincere attitude and is a bit doubtful, though he doesn't mind it at all now that they're both in 2nd year and even seems to actually take a liking to having her in his company on occasion.

Azul still thinks she would make for a good business advertisement and attraction to Mostro Lounge, but Levi threatens to suffocate him to death if he ever tries to so he'll have to pass on the tempting thoughts.

(NO SCARABIA FOR NOW I'M SORRYYYY :(((( I'LL MAKE SOME SOON I PROMISE)

POMEFIORE

Fuyume Yukitosu — Vil Schoenheit

Acquaintances? Of sorts?? It's,,, kinda hard to describe this relationship.

Fuyume has no specific feelings whatsoever to her dorm leader and is perfectly willing to go/do whatever he asks or whatever house rules there are.

Vil meanwhile likes the fact that Fuyu is among the more obedient (especially to the strict regiments that he makes EVERYONE adhere to) of the Pomefiore students, though he can't help but vocalize on how she should open up more to other people.

Which results in her acting like a confused child at times because she has zero ideas on how to NORMALLY converse with someone, so Vil personally takes to putting her in more social circles despite any plights she may have.

He is slightly bit jealous at how she doesn't need to do anything and still remain beautiful, but that feeling decreases due to the fact that she's basically almost like a wallflower with no life and thus can't help but also becoming strict with her in an attempt to get her to finally bloom.

IGNIHYDE

Ophiou Chos Gorgos — Idia Shroud

Close friends!! They have a lot of shared hobbies, likes, dislikes, and interests!!!

They're even close enough that they call each other with nicknames and are even online friends (they even message each other whenever Idia doesn't wanna go out of his room).

Ophiou does sincerely appreciate and like Idia's companionship (along with Ortho), and is very grateful to have someone he could finally call a "friend", yet he does acknowledge on how isolated Idia is more so than himself and can't help but occasionally worry. He is also still mildly scared of being rejected by his (first) friend because of his eyes.

Idia, meanwhile, is DELIGHTED to find someone he calls a "kindred spirit" and is even more open and honest with Ophi due to this fact. Though even then, sometimes Idia's slightly afraid that he might push him away if he ever gets too heated up about any topic and end up looking/acting creepy.

Regardless, they both game together on occasion and even hold anime marathons. (Of course, Ortho is more than welcome to join in)

Raneus Salpho — Idia Shroud

This relationship, unlike the previous one, is more distant. The two of them don't interact that much, but whenever they do, it's with a comfortable distance between them.

It's not that they hate each other, it's just that sometimes their interests align and it's mostly the reason they interact. (Even though they've known each other from way back, they were still distant towards each other and didn't talk much)

Idia often approaches Ran for commissions in sewing cosplay clothing or even just general merchandise that can be sewn before quickly going back to his room.

Though the few amount of times he actually managed to talk with Ran, he found that they actually had some few common grounds... before Ran ended up (unintentionally) scaring him (again).

Raneis meanwhile is totally neutral to his dorm leader, but is a tiny bit annoyed with how Idia doesn't take care of his appearance and thus often finds himself essentially getting up on his face and even threatens him to take better care of himself. Besides that little nugget, he takes up on Idia's requests with no complaint whatsoever.

DIASOMNIA

Cirnu Alva Valirgethen — Malleus Draconia

Cirnu treats Malleus like a younger brother and you can't change my mind.

Okay okay, but in all seriousness, they have a really close relationship! Almost sibling-like, in a way.

While Cirnu does like occasionally playfully messing with Malleus, it's just harmless fun and she's quick to apologize if she says anything out of line. She (also) looks out for Malleus and feels bad that he's not getting invited to anything by anyone, and tries her best to cheer him up by reminding the other Diasomnia members to NOT forget to invite him to any parties that the dorm may have.

(It's also the major reason as to why, despite knowing about it since way back, she allows and supports Malleus and Yuu to interact with each other.)

Malleus, meanwhile, does sincerely appreciate her efforts in making sure he does get invited to stuff and socializing, he does wish that she would be a bit more gentle in her readings since it's a bit embarrassing.

Especially since she often calls him "boy", despite the fact that even though she IS older than him, they only have a few years of an age gap between them.

Berebis R. L'Ephegor — Malleus Draconia

Another complicated relationship to explain??? Kind of????

On one hand, they've barely interacted with each other, but on the other, Malleus' heard of Bel so many times from either Lilia, Cirnu, Silver, and/or Sebek (definitely more with that last one due to his annoyance with Bel).

So Malleus more often than not decides to go looking for him out of curiosity.

After some awkward distance and general apathy (mostly from Bel's side) for a while, their relationship eventually becomes that of quiet acknowledgement and understanding. And occasional harmless jokes and teasing (from both sides).

Due to Bel being among the very few that neither fear nor revere him, Malleus finds some form of comfort and companionship in him. He's mildly curious as to why Bel is the way he is but doesn't push that topic any further since except for a few times due to being unintentionally more curious than he should.

Bel meanwhile didn't like the fact that the most powerful student of NRC kept approaching him and often ignored him, but eventually relented and decided to converse with Malleus. Only to actually end up slightly come to like how Malleus was different from his initial perception, and now kind of enjoys his company.... but you won't get him to admit it. Ever.

#mun speaks #mun ramblings #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #disney twst #twst #twst riddle #twst leona #twst azul #twst vil #twst idia #twst malleus #twst ocs #disney twst ocs #twst quintin #twst seisear #twst lala #twst raetel #twst leviotan #twst viviane #twst fuyume #twst ophiou #twst raneus #twst cirnu #twst berebis #this is so fucking cringe #it was nearing 5 in the morning when I first wrote this shit #now it's past 12 noon and I'm so embarrassed at my early hours self #for writing this stupid shit #🤡🤡🤡

[itsleonardotmnt]

Leo x Reader

‘Heartbeat’ - Part 1 (LEMON)

- this is kinda a weird one, but I’ve been thinking about writing this for a while now. It’s probably gonna suck and be a little boring because I haven’t wrote in a while and I need to get back into it. I’m sorryyyy. :c

Warnings: LEMON

You get a smart watch as a gift that reads your heart rate and alerts Leo when you’re scared or in danger, but he forgot your heart rate increases due to more reasons than just fear.

Your birthday was a few weeks ago, and Donnie text you saying the birthday present he took so long making for you was ready, and that Leo would bring it over while he fixes the garbage truck Raph damaged while he was angry. You called Donnie and thanked him, he couldn’t wait for you to know what it was. You saw Leo’s figure through your window, so you let him in.

“Hey princess, I missed you” he said with a huge smile stretched across his face. He picked you up and gave you a huge hug, and kissed you deeply. “I missed you too” you said inside the tight hug.

“So, Donnie finally finished that gift for you, I’ve seen it and it’s awesome”, Leo flushed about this gift, so it must be good. He opens the box, and inside is a watch, similar to the one April got for her birthday, but it was blue, and had a small blue ribbon wrapped around it to symbolise Leo. It was amazing, but that wasn’t all:

“It’s a ‘smart watch’ I think he said, you can contact me and your family and friends on it, take photos, play games and stuff, and I know this sounds too overprotective, but...” Leo paused and sighed, which made you worry a little.

“Leo you can tell me” you said sweetly while grabbing his arm lightly and resting your head on it.

“It has a location tracker on it and a heartbeat reader, so I’ll always know where you are, and if you’re in trouble or scared, you know, with the heartbeat thing, It sends my phone a signal that your heartbeat is abnormally high, I would know where you are so I could come save you, I know it’s a little too mu...” you stopped Leo by giving him a huge kiss on the lips, you knew how much he cared about you and your safety, especially since he has almost lost you to Shredder and his clan before.

“It’s an awesome idea, I love it” you said while blushing and stroking the side of Leo’s face. You put on the watch, it looked amazing on you. After that, you and Leo sat and watched movies together and ate popcorn for a few hours. Throughout one of the movies, he started to squeeze your thigh, which made you a little hot and heavy, so you bit your lip and shifted your hand across his chest and down his abs very slowly making your way down his crotch area, and then stopped and moved your hand away to tease him a little, he looked at you with a cocky smile and grabbed your hips and straddled you on his lap, you both started to get deep into a kiss before he got a call from his brothers that something came up with Shredder and his clan. Leo was apologetic,

“I’m so sorry princess, I’ll be back I promise”, he kissed you and stroked your cheek. Before rushing out of the window, he turned around to look at you “oh, and we’ll finish what we started later too kitten” he whispered in a low tone while winking. You watched him jump away on the buildings and giggled a little in excitement. Little did you know he’d be gone a while.

You still felt turned on, you didn’t know when he’d be back, and it was killing you, it’s been hours now. You decided you’d have to try undo yourself a little, so you rested back, and started to touch yourself. You thought ‘don’t finish incase he comes back’, so every time you’d almost reach your finish, you’d stop for a few seconds. Arching you’re back while playing with your sensitive spot between your legs with one hand and squeezing one of your breasts in another, thinking of Leo. This was making your heartbeat increase faster, and faster, and faster, and faster, until Leo gets a notification on his phone saying your heartrate was abnormally high. He’s currently just finished fighting off Shredders Clan and starts to panic, thinking maybe some of them targeted you again at your apartment.

“Hey guys, I need to go I think (y/n) is in danger” Leo shouts to his brothers, the three nod while trying to see if any of Shredders Clan was still around the dock area, offering to help Leo but he refused them since if ANYONE tries to hurt you, it’s personal. Leo jumps though the city hoping and praying you’re okay. Stating at the numbers on his screen stating that your heart rate is still high. He gets to your apartment window, pulls out his weapons ready to jump through and kick the ass of anyone who was trying to harm you, but all he can hear is moaning, he’s confused, a little concerned even, he pulls back the curtains a little, and to his amazement, there’s you, on your bed, messy hair, half naked, touching yourself. He lets out a huge sigh of relief, that you’re okay. He could feel himself getting hard as a rock, you noticed he was there and you turn to look at him while still playing with yourself, and he slowly approaches you, putting his weapons back.

He walks up to you and climbs on top of you, you stare at him and bite your lip with one of your hands between your legs. He grabs the hand from between your legs and puts it over your head, “do you know how much you’ve just scared me, princess”, he whispers as he starts massaging the bundle of nerves with his own finger between your legs. You arch your back in pleasure, this is what you’ve been waiting for. You don’t say anything, you just wrap your arms around his neck and passionately kiss him. Leo starts to kiss down your body until he gets to your thighs.

“I’m sorry I kept you waiting so long princess” he says in a low whisper before he starts to slowly lick at your slit, “oh, and make sure you take this off next time” he says while winking and sliding the watch off your wrist.

#teenage mutant ninja turtles 2016 #tmnt leo #tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #teenagemutantninjaturtles2014 #tmnt raph #tmnt 2016 #tmnt donnie #tmnt imagine #leonardo tmnt #leo x reader #tmnt leo x reader #tmnt imagines #tmnt leo smut #leonardo x reader #leonardo smut #leonardo imagine #tmnt raph x reader #tmnt donnie x reader #tmnt mickey x reader

[sanderssidesfanfiction]

If There’s a Place I Could Be - Chapter Sixty Five

If There’s a Place I Could Be Tag

September 3rd, 1986

“Remy!” Toby yelled, dashing across the street and grabbing Remy’s arm. “Don’t do that!”

“Don’t do what? Cross the street?” Remy asked.

“Not before looking to make sure there aren’t any cars coming!” Toby exclaimed. “You could get run over if you’re not careful!”

“Nobody would run over a kid!” Remy said, complete conviction in his tone.

“Maybe not on purpose, but if they don’t see you, they might not stop until it’s too late! Don’t run across the street without looking both ways first, okay?”

Remy rolled his eyes. “Fine. Can we keep walking home, now?”

Toby sighed. “Fine. But be warned, if you’re not careful, you could get seriously hurt.”

Remy huffed. “Whatever.”

  June 12th, 2002

Remy chased Emile around the apartment until Emile was stuck in a corner and Remy tickled him relentlessly. Emile shrieked with laughter, trying to swat Remy’s hands away. “This is what you get for getting that song stuck in my head for the fiftieth time this week!” he exclaimed, a victorious grin splitting his face. “I can’t keep singing ‘I Want It That Way’ under my breath at work, August will kill me!”

“Okay, okay! I’m sorryyyy!” Emile squealed. “I can’t get it out of my head, either! Because you sing it then I sing it, and it’s one big feedback loop!”

Remy’s fingers retreated for half a moment, and Emile had Remy trapped in a bear hug, unable to move his arms whatsoever. “Emile! Lemme go!”

“Nope! Not until you promise to not tickle me over this anymore!” Emile declared.

“Never!” Remy exclaimed. “August nearly took my head yesterday for humming it under my breath, and I still have heart palpitations because of that! You deserve to be tickled for nearly killing me!”

Emile just held onto Remy tighter, and Remy squirmed and squirmed until he broke free of Emile’s grip, but Emile was running to the door before Remy could continue the tickling. “Hey, get back here!” Remy laughed, following Emile out the door.

But Emile was already heading down the stairs and out the building, and Remy sped after him, feet running as fast as his body would let him.

Emile glanced behind him and when he saw Remy, he ran faster, still giggling.

Remy was halfway through the parking lot when Emile was just barely at the sidewalk, glancing at the street and clearly assuming it was clear. But Remy could hear the sound of a car engine, getting closer, and his blood ran cold. “Emile!” he exclaimed. It was like everything happened in slow motion. He was pouring on the speed, feet propelling him faster than he thought possible through the parking lot. He could see a bright blue in his peripheral vision, growing bigger and bigger. He grabbed Emile by the collar of his shirt, yanking him backwards on the sidewalk...just as a pickup truck sped by.

Emile turned white as a sheet as Remy bent over, hands just above his knees, trying to catch his breath. “Oh,” Emile breathed.

“Did no one teach you to not run across the street, Emile?” Remy panted.

“I thought it was clear,” Emile breathed. “I didn’t see the truck.”

“Well, yeah, the guy was easily going fifty in a thirty five,” Remy wheezed. “I could hear him, but I doubt you could if you were laughing as hard as you were.”

“I almost died,” Emile said, still deathly pale. “I would be dead if you hadn’t grabbed me.”

“I’d really rather not think about that,” Remy sighed. He moved without feeling himself move, gripping Emile in a tight hug. “You ever do that again, and I’ll kill you myself.”

Emile lightly hugged Remy back, and were it not for Emile’s hyperventilating, Remy would wonder if he had realized what happened at all. Remy held Emile at arm’s length, looking him over. He knew that Emile hadn’t been clipped at all, Remy had yanked him back hard enough that Emile moved halfway across the sidewalk, but he still needed to see for himself that Emile was okay. “Let’s...let’s go back inside,” Remy said, at barely above a whisper.

All he got in return for that was a swallow and a nod. They made their way back inside, holding each others’ hands in a vice grip. Remy wasn’t sure if he would ever feel his fingers again after this, but at the moment he didn’t care all that much. Emile was alive and unhurt, and that was all that mattered.

They got back in their apartment, and went over to the couch, both of them collapsing onto it, Emile with a sigh and Remy with a shaky sob. Emile squeezed Remy’s hand, and Remy swallowed. “I thought I lost you,” he breathed, looking over at Emile. “I thought that you were gonna end up in the hospital, at the very least. Six feet under at worst. I thought...I thought...” He shook his head and choked back another sob.

Emile held Remy close as he cried, but he didn’t say anything. Remy could feel him shaking, though. Remy looked up at him. “Are you...that thing you talked about the other day? The nonverbal thing?”

“I-I-I-I do-do-don’t-don’t th-thi-thi-ink s-s-s-so...?” Emile said, each stuttered half-word punctuated with a gasp.

“That stutter’s pretty bad, though,” Remy said. “So you might be...kinda nonverbal? If that’s at all possible?”

“S-s-s-se-se-se-semi-mi-ver-bal,” Emile stammered out.

“Yeah, that,” Remy said. “Is it better if I don’t make you talk?”

Emile mutely nodded.

“Okay, I’ll try to stick to yes or no questions when I have to. Otherwise, I think just cuddling for a while will be okay.”

Emile nodded again and Remy buried himself in Emile’s side as his tears continued to fall. Without even realizing fully what he was doing, Remy started to talk. “Man, I had never really considered our own mortality before, you know? Like, I knew that one day you and I would...would no longer be here, but...I don’t know. It just...got shoved in my face today that one of us could die at any time. And I just...kinda assumed we’d be together until one or the other of us died. But I never considered the inevitable that comes after that. And...I mean...I had considered the thought of one of us calling this off. Us breaking up. Even after I realized that this is what I think of as soulmates. Especially after that. Because I wanted a plan in place in case you didn’t feel the same anymore. But I never thought about the far more likely option...we stay together until one of us dies. What happens then? Like, yeah, I could die first. That’s a possibility. But it’s one that I don’t have to plan for. And it’s a fifty-fifty chance, you know? I’d have to plan for what happens if you died first. And...I kinda ignored that fact for as long as I could, because I didn’t want to think about a world without you in it. Like, if we broke up at least you’d be alive still, and have the chance to be happy. If you died...Listen. I know that the world wouldn’t end. The apocalypse wouldn’t happen just because you died, it’s not like the city would burn to the ground. But...it would feel like my world ended. And...I just...I don’t know how I would cope with that.”

Emile squeezed Remy tight and Remy took a breath. “I know I shouldn’t fixate on this. It’s a morbid thing to think about. But...but really, what happens when all of this comes to an end? What happens if... when... one of us kicks the bucket?”

“We-we-we w-w-wou-would-would ha-ha-have p-pl-plan-ans i-i-in pl-place,” Emile stammered.

“But we don’t have those plans, Emile. That’s my point. And we have to face the fact that we’re not going to live forever. You know? We have to prepare one of these days,” Remy said.

“O-o-one o-of the-the-the-these da-days. N-n-not t-to-today, m-my lo-ove,” Emile pleaded in between gasps. “To-to-today le-let-let’s ju-just fo-cus on-on-on-on the...the fac-ct that we’re-re...alive.”

“You sound like a dying fish,” Remy said, only mildly hysterical. “Stop trying to talk. Clearly, you need to calm down some more before talking again. I don’t want you hurting yourself.”

Emile giggled, sounding hysterical himself, heaving gasps in between giggles. Remy wrapped his arms around Emile’s chest, hoping to calm him down, however little that calm was.

They stayed like that for another half an hour easily, Emile’s giggles slowly tapering off and Remy intermittently crying, holding onto Emile like a life raft. Eventually, Emile slowly extricated himself from Remy’s grasp. “Remy...Remy,” Emile said when Remy tried to continue hugging him. “Remy, I have to pee.”

Remy reluctantly put his hands back in his lap, and simply requested, “Hurry back.”

Emile nodded and went to the bathroom quickly. Remy scrubbed his face. He was happy that if this had to happen, it was on a day where neither of them had work. That would have been unfortunate, nearly dying and then being separated for hours on end, unable to talk about what happened. He would be a nervous wreck at work.

When Emile came back, he collapsed on the couch with a sigh. “Thank you,” he said.

Remy blinked. “For what?”

“For nearly choking me when you grabbed my shirt collar,” Emile laughed. “I never did thank you.”

“Oh. Don’t mention it,” Remy said softly.

“Remy...do you think we should get our affairs in order?” Emile asked. “Like, obviously we can’t do that in a single day when we’re just starting, but. For the future. In case anything unfortunate happens. We should have contingency plans.”

“Yeah,” Remy agreed. “And we should probably plan for what happens if one of us ends up in the hospital.”

“Update our emergency contacts. I think my parents are still my primary emergency contacts,” Emile mused.

“Oh, God, I think my mother is still my emergency contact. That needs to change ASAP,” Remy said. “I’d rather have you be in charge of my medical stuff when I can’t make the decision for myself. I don’t want my mother to get a call that I’m in the hospital and have her ban you from visiting and whisking me away, back there.”

Emile sniffed a tiny laugh, and Remy frowned. “What? What’s so funny about that?”

“Not funny, exactly, but happy, I guess,” Emile said. “You said ‘back there,’ not ‘back home.’ I just...you made that distinction.”

“Well, yeah. That house isn’t my home. My home isn’t even a what. It’s a who,” Remy said.

Emile was biting back a grin, and Remy rolled his eyes. “Yes, that’s you, you dork. Stop being so smiley about it.”

“Never,” Emile vowed, hugging Remy tight.

“Emile! Lemme go!” Remy laughed.

“Nope!” Emile exclaimed.

“Hey! Come on!” Remy exclaimed. “You’re gonna suffocate me!”

Emile giggled. “Remy, I would never do such a thing! You wound me!”

Remy poked Emile’s side and Emile yelped, releasing his hold on Remy just enough for Remy to roll out of the hold and onto the floor, laughing. He leapt to his feet and sprinted to the bedroom, grabbing his pillow so when Emile followed him, he was immediately met with a feathery end. Emile shoved Remy’s pillow out of his face with a laugh, grabbing his own pillow and whacking Remy with it.

The two chased each other around the apartment, hitting each other with pillows and laughing like nothing in the world would ever be as funny again. They kept running until Remy tripped over a chair leg and crashed to the floor. “Rem?! You okay?!” Emile asked, rushing over.

“Ow. Yeah, I’m fine,” Remy said, pushing himself into a sitting position. “That hurt, but it’s not the worst scrape I’ve ever gotten. I’ll be fine.”

“If you say so,” Emile said, worrying his lip.

“I do say so,” Remy said. “But maybe we should cut back on the pillow fights, at least for now. I think I used up all the energy I had left.”

“That’s fair,” Emile said, offering Remy a hand.

Remy took it and the two stood there a moment, uncertainty on both their faces. “...Do you want to help out at the shelter tonight?” Emile asked.

A beat. “...Yeah, okay. When should we head out?”

Emile checked the time and hummed. “I don’t know. Anywhere from now to half an hour and we should be fine.”

“May as well go now, then. Maybe we could talk to Bernie and see what he has to say about wills and stuff. I don’t know if he has any experience, but he might,” Remy pointed out.

“True,” Emile said.

They put their pillows back on the bed and headed out, this time double checking the street before they crossed it.

#if there's a place i could be #sanders sides fanfiction #remile #emile picani #ts sleep

[logical-little-lies]

Discussing the Theory-Agere!Sides AU (pt.8)

Roman fell asleep while watching Disney, holding his sippy cup, wrapped in a soft white blanket. Virgil turned off the movie, setting him down for a nap on the couch. He stood in the kitchen, speaking with Logan.

“I didn’t even know that littles could get that....”

“Bratty?”

He nodded with a chuckle. 

“Yeah, Patton just regresses to a younger age so he’s more dependant, and when I’m little, I’m too scared to act out.” 

“But you have to admit, even though the cup almost hit me in the head, it was funny when he threw it,” Logan still seemed amused.

“Oh shut up,” Virgil rolled his eyes, “You have an angel little, you have no say.”

“You’re just mad because my little behaves, and yours doesn’t,”

Virgil seemed annoyed, whatever his response was getting cut off by Patton entering the room. “I’m sure he was just frustrated, before you woke up, he was just being adorable. If anything, he seemed confused as to why he felt and was acting the way he was, and then Logan joked about him being little and he got all shy,” Patton moved to stand next to Logan, wrapping his arm around his waist.

Logan nodded, “That’s when we sent him to get you.”

“So...,” Virgil began, “I think this just further proves my theory. We all regress in different ways,”

Patton nodded. “I’m getting more comfortable with my age regression...around Logan anyways. It helps a lot, after Thomas gets emotional, or we all cause him to have a mental conflict. It’s also just..fun?”

Virgil nodded, “I’ve been regressing knowingly only for a month or two. It doesn’t take long to learn what puts you in little space, and figure out whether or not you can control it. I can willingly go in, but repressing it is hard.”

“I don’t think all three of us regressing is just a coincidence, I think you’re right Virgil,” Logan sighed. “I’m just..you know, the smart one. The most put-together and mature, I just feel its out of place for me to be a regressor too.”

“Are you saying that..it’s really just about what others think?” Patton questioned, and Logan nodded a bit. “Well, none of us would judge you for regressing. Look at all of us, we’re regressors. You’re such a great caregiver to me, and if you are a little, I wouldn’t be opposed to doing the same for you.”

Logan nodded a bit. “I’ve been looking into it, learning terms and stuff. I think all of us have been,if I’m honest,” Logan and Patton chuckled. 

“That’s good, knowing the terms, and how people may act, is probably good. You both probably had moments where you acted younger, but you didn’t know what it was. Now that you know what it is, you can recognize it and embrace it,”

Logan went to respond to Virgil, but Roman entered the kitchen, rubbing at his eyes and setting his sippy cup on the counter. “Hello,” he smiled, not talking in the little voice he had before he went to sleep.

“Not little anymore?” Virgil questioned softly.

He shook his head, hugging Virgil. “I don’t even know how it happened, I just woke up, and it was like, a kid took complete control of my mind,”

“A bratty kid, at that,” Virgil teased with a nod.

“I’m sorryyyy, okay? I-i don’t know what was going through my head.”

He stuttered over his words slightly, and Virgil chuckled, kissing his forehead. “It’s okay, but if you do something like that next time you’re little, you’re going in timeout,” he threatened playfully.

“Can you even do that?” Roman questioned. 

“Since you are mentally a kid, you treat a little mostly how you’d treat a kid of whatever age they’re regressing too,” Virgil nodded, ruffling his hair.

“I think..we should speed up the process to see if your theory is right. Instead of just waiting to see if Logan randomly wakes up one morning little like Patton and I basically did, we should try and get him to regress,” Roman changed the subject. Logan’s face flushed.

“If I regress, it’ll happen naturally. We’ll just wait and see,” he intervened before he continued. 

“Well, I think that we are all regressors,” Patton stated him agreement with Virgil. 

Logan looked to Roman, “I mean, it would make sense.”

The tv in the living room lit up, labeled ‘Thomas Alert’. “It calls for all of us, we should go,” Patton’s voice seemed to be laced with slight annoyance, but the four nodded, popping out one by one.

They were all slowly adjusting to this new aspect of their relationships and lives, but they were there for each other no matter what.

That’s all that matters.

A/N: Soon, I will reveal Logan’s littlespace, and then we get into the fun part! Where I explore each of their littlespaces in more detail, write about how the newfound caregivers deal with their babies, and also just do some fun world building. I’m looking forward to it!!

#ts agere #agere virgil #agere logan #agere patton #agere roman #sandersides agere #agere au