#and he keeps it all to himself bc hes a loner :)

[satrs]

𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐓𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭.

ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ; you find out about the class loner's fantasies about you, so you decide to give him the real deal.

ꜰᴇᴀᴛᴜʀɪɴɢ; Nerdy!Virgin!Choso x fem!reader

ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ; 1.3k

Tags; NSFW CONTENT! MDNI! (College AU). Virginity loss(Choso). Nicknames(pretty boy). riding. overstim. praise kink.

ᥲ/ᥒ ꜝꜝ ✎ nerdy choso is just a desperate need atp. But idk how to feel abt this bc it's literally written by crazy lec LMAO.

ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+!

"Mr. Kamo, are you alright?" the sound of his teacher snapped the young college student out of his daydreams, attention now back to the front of the class as his demeanor stiffened.

Some class members snickered at his reaction and others straight up ignored him like he wasn't even there. It's like always- he is an irrelevant member of society until he is of use to them. 'Kamo do you have this homework?' or 'Kamo I need help with this and that?' are the only times when people converse with him normally.

"Gosh, he's such a dork. Right Y/N?" The mention of your name made his ears perk up, slightly looking in your direction as your friend whispered to you. "Just leave him alone for Christ's sake. He didn't do anything abnormal. Daydreaming is completely common, especially for people like you."

But you? You were different. You're not exactly popular around the campus, but sure well-known. You were breathtakingly gorgeous but didn't make it your only personality trait. You- Y/N L/N are the only person that made him feel like he was a part of this college, not just some nerdy loner.

Your words caused the man to try to hide his chuckle but you still caught it, flashing him a cocky smile with a quick wink, startling him. You noticed his flustered expression, smiling to yourself before returning your attention to the teacher's teachings.

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈

„Are you free right now, Choso?“

His eyes shot up at the sound of your voice, halting his movements of packing his bag as his eyes turned wide at the mention of his first name. „M-me? Uhm, yeah, s-sure. What’s up?“

You chuckled at his nervous form, biting the inside of your cheek. „You know, I still got no partner for the biology project and I thought, maybe we could partner up?“

His head was about to explode and his heart was almost jumping out of his chest, quickly nodded his head in agreement, swinging his packed bag over his shoulder, anxiously holding onto it.

A smile spread across your face, clapping your hands together in excitement as you abruptly took his hand in yours, heading out of the almost empty classroom. „Let’s go to my dorm right now, yeah?“

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈

He awkwardly sat on your bed, cheeks painted in a slight red tone whilst you sat next to him, already changed into a more comfortable hoodie, thighs visible as the hoodie revealed much more than Choso thought he could handle.

„So, I‘m more interested than school for you right now? That’s a surprise.“ Your teasing made him clear his throat, quickly averting his gaze to the textbook on his lap, opening it to the right page as he began to explain the steps the both of you would have to keep in mind, trying his best to ignore the feeling you ignited in him.

It was hard for him to focus when you sat so close to him, your bare thighs lightly brushing his legs, dick twitching in need.

And you on the other hand barely listened, gaze stuck to the erected length in his pants, the big imprint causing your thighs to press together in anticipation.

No longer able to hold your desires, you pulled the textbook from his grasp, earning a confused look from the young man. His perplexed expression was to die for as you climbed on top of his lap, hoodie riding up to showcase your panties, leaving little to no mind for the imagination.

You hushed his stuttering with a finger placed on top of his lips, grinning down at him as you sat right onto his hard cock, his whine causing you to hum in amusement.

„I’m no dummy, Choso. I see how you’re eyeing me in class.“ He tried to defend himself, face heating up in embarrassment, only to be silenced by you again, this time by the press of your lip against his, your tongue finding its way into his mouth, caging him into a hot and messy kiss.

He shamelessly moaned into your mouth, hand carefully resting on your hip as you began to move your hips against his, a pleased sigh escaping your lips as the fabric of his pants caught onto your sensitive bud.

You quickly broke the kiss, leaving his lips with a string of salvia still connecting the both of you as you made quick work to his pants, pulling his throbbing cock free. „So big.“

He hissed at the cold air hitting his sensitive tip, hips subconsciously bucking up into your touch as your fingers wrapped around him, sensually stroking his dick as pre cum leaking from his slit.

„Y/N, I‘ve never done t-this“ you hushed him up with a quick peak to his lips, caging your lower lip between your teeth as you slid your panties from your legs, alining his leaking tip to your aching hole.

„Don’t worry pretty boy, “your hips slowly slid down his cock, his head falling back onto your bed as a sinful moan escaped his lips, bracing himself on his elbows to see his cock disappear in your glistening pussy. „I‘ll take good care of you,“ you’re words got cut off by a soft moan from you as you felt his thick cock fill you up. „ make this a first time for you to remember.“

His fingers tangled in the sheets below him, teeth grinding as he desperately tried to hide his moans, failing to do so as your walls clenched around him, sucking him deeper with each grind of your hips.

He won't be able to hold it in any longer, he already felt his impending orgasm threatening to wash over his body, his thighs clenching underneath you. A grin played itself on your lips as you noticed his behavior change, your movements only speeding up, anticipating to watch Choso unravel underneath you. Which he did not long after, your praises filling his ears as his mind exploded at the wave of euphoria overcoming him, his hand flinging to his mouth, muffled whimpers escaping his palm.

Your breathing turned ragged, the rhythm of your hips growing sloppy as you leaned down his level, taking in the sight of his disheveled form. "You're doing so good, Choso. I'm close too." The pathetic whine that flew past his lips made you bite your lip in pleasure, the knot inside of you tightening at the feeling of his meaty length filling your guts, tip repeatedly hitting that particular gushy spot. You threw your head back in euphoria, supporting yourself with your hands on his chest as you felt his length twitch inside of you, warm cum dripping out of your hole.

"W-wait, I can't-" he cut himself off with a loud moan, hands flying to your hips in an attempt to stop you, the overstimulation getting to his head. It was too much, but he couldn't stop you because it felt so good having his long-time crush on riding him into oblivion, feeling his cum trickling down his balls and onto the sheets.

"Just a little more. Don't you want to feel me cum around you?" This made him frantically nod his head, pleading an approval, 'yes' coming from him in between grunts and wails. "Fuck" His sensitive cock twitched inside of you at your words, starry eyes shooting up your face, taking in your face twisted in pleasure, your fingers gripping his shirt as you came, your moans like angelic music to his ears.

You giggled as the both of you caught your breaths, his worn-out length slipping out of you, more of his seed dripping from your cunt. Your fingers sneaked to his face, brushing some of his hair out of his face as you admired his heated cheeks.

"Do you got a girlfriend, Choso?" His eyes widened at your words, a slightly embarrassed expression decorating his face. "N-no." Your eyes lit up at his answer, clapping your hands together in excitement. "So, tell me," you leaned down, breath tickling his nose as your eyes stared through his soul. "do you want to be my boyfriend?"

His perplexed face made you wholeheartedly laugh, expecting orbs to look at him. "I-I would love too but, don't we need to go on a date first?" You grinned down at him at the sound of his weak voice, placing a small peek at his temple.

"This is our first date, no?"

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[clanwarrior-tumbly]

That with mark and alternative Y/n was so adorable!!! :0

May i request like the aftermath headcanons? Like Mark begins to trust alternative Y/n and sees them now as his Guardian “Angel” and they become a duo! him bragging around school catching others attention like adam and Jonah? :3

Aw thanks! I'm glad you liked it! Also we're calling this an AU where "all the victims are besties and attend the same school"

If y'all wanna read the prequel it's here!!!!!

.................

Mark had prayed all his life for a guardian angel.

Never did he think one would come as an Alternate, of all things.

But...how else could he describe you?

Ever since that night, you've kept your promise to protect him, keeping him safe from the others who wanted to prey on his loss of faith and hope.

It still took a while for him to fully trust you, though, getting jumpy whenever he spots you in the corner when he's about to sleep or hears your voice all of the sudden.

And of course his nightmares have gotten 10x worse, but you're always there to comfort him.

The worst ones are where you sell him out to your "Savior", though those eventually faded.

You only went into hiding when Thatcher visited his house for a wellness check after his school's receptionist got concerned with his prolonged absence.

He didn't give away the fact you were still present, but did report his encounters with the other hostile Alternates, allowing the lieutenant to collect evidence.

Once Mark is determined not to show any M.A.D symptoms, he's okay enough to go back to school, where you still watch over him regularly.

Alternates haven't found a way to infiltrate schools yet, but you didn't wanna take any chances.

From your observations, you learn that he's quite the shy/loner kid, sometimes getting teased by others for his personality alone.

You also learned that Cesar usually rushed to his defense...but with him gone, Mark was pretty much on his own now.

One day, he's drawing you during class. But when the teacher left the room for a minute, some jerk snatched his "Reassurances" notebook and made fun of him in front of everyone.

He managed to get it back, but he hid in the bathroom during lunchtime and cried for a while until you appeared in the mirror and asked what's wrong.

Long story short, you gave the bully M.A.D later that night and left them to their fate (spoiler: they were part of the 3% who lived, unfortunately, but they dropped out of school).

Mark's not one to condone this kind of thing from you, but....you actually did him a huge favor by getting rid of them. They've bullied him for years--ever since the day he shared that "scary night" story back in elementary, in fact, and they never let it go.

With them gone, he becomes a bit more confident in himself, eventually telling his friends about how an Alternate actually helped him.

Ofc seldom few actually believe him, though it definitely caught the attention of Adam, Jonah, Sarah, and Evelin.

They're trying to get a paranormal/ghost-hunting club established and think it would be neat to have a friendly Alternate as their mascot and/or helper.

They are surprised when Mark agrees to join, considering he used to say it was "demonic" and didn't want anything to do with the club--but you've changed his perspective.

Obviously they don't want any authority figures getting word of an Alternate hanging around the school, so they do their best to talk to you in secret, learning how you helped their friend that night and why you're so benevolent towards innocent humans.

Sarah and Jonah are lowkey nervous interacting with you (Sarah bc her brother nearly died thanks to the actions of two other members of your kind, and Jonah bc he's skittish around all things scary).

If anyone trusts you, though, it's Mark.

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[boydepartment]

@ iluvmygf - profiles: non twitter users losers

description: nishimura riki is a headache to his managers. as much as he loves being an idol and as much as he loves that he gets the freedom to travel. he hates that he can’t show you off. publicly… as himself… so he makes a twitter account called @ iluvmygf at first not a lot of people follow it. it goes unnoticed, for a few weeks. until it doesn’t. his account about you goes viral… and people are nosy as to who loves their gf so much to constantly post about her.

genre: romcom, crack, humor, something fun and lighthearted like a hallmark movie. it’s also set from november-february bc i said so and i want a christmas ark 😋🫶 this is an smau

warnings: cursing, most likely crude humor, probably kms jokes

THE GROUP OF 87- six people + riki who bonded over video games. y/n is someone they treasure. she gives them their little taste of normal… and they have to help y/n with her hw but that’s besides the point she ends up with a 70% anyways

y/n l/n’s instagram!

y/n is not an idol at all. she is only friends with idols now because she lost riki at a party one time. a party she wasn’t even supposed to be at but riki made her go. she is the most dorky and goofy person riki has ever met in his life. but she lets him actually be himself. y/n outside of her idol friends is very reserved, she is horrible at any kind of academic, but could tell you about the lore of every fnaf, chilla’s art, or creepypasta anything.

that’s kai and bahiyyih in the ghost costumes btw😋

soul’s(05) instagram account

soul was y/n’s first friend. he spilled his punch on her at the party where she got lost and he made the fnaf 2 jumpscare noise. y/n and soul instantly hit it off after getting into the lore of the whole five nights at freddy’s franchise… at the party…. in public…. talking about five nights at freddy’s

lily’s (02) instagram account

lily overheard y/n and soul talking about this game at the party and was instantly intrigued. she ended up introducing herself to them and then asking about it. let’s just say lily ended up binging all of matpat’s videos on the fnaf lore.

bahiyyih’s (04) instagram account

y/n and bahiyyih met after the party. soul and lily had to go to their respective groups. however, bahiyyih was all alone. and so was y/n. as any girl would do, y/n approached her. ever since they have been inseparable. both feeling like loners sometimes, they understand eachother. y/n and bahiyyih are best friends- platonic soulmates

kai’s (02) instagram account

y/n met huening kai after she met his sister the best person in the world. they hit it off pretty quickly after y/n was invited to the huening family dinner. kai started talking about how he didn’t understand why on earth anyone would pick link in mariokart and y/n started a WILD debate at the dinner table. it ended up with all the huening siblings + y/n laughing. making y/n an unofficial huening.

beomgyu’s (01) instagram account

y/n met beomgyu through kai. and it was on a day where she wasn’t expecting to meet anyone new, so her outfit consisted of a hoodie that said “i ❤️ monty” and mickey mouse christmas pants. beomgyu eyed her hoodie and went on a tangent about how monty is a sick sadistic freak who deserved to be put in a trash compactor like in monsters inc.

nishimura riki’s (05) instagram account

he BARELY uses his instagram ever. riki is a certified twitter user. however…….. y/n does not have twitter…… so he can’t hype up his gf unless he has instagram….

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[miokki]

# CHOCOLATES

✰ synopsis: valentine’s day with your secret high school sweetheart

✰ character(s): scaramouche x gn!reader, tartaglia

✰ content warnings: nothing

✰ note: happy late valantine’s day! (i forgot to post it yesterday) also if it seems a little rushed it is bc it is. school!au btw.

if there was anything scaramouche hated more than sweet things, it was the day that seem to be filled with them. valentine’s day always repeats itself for the boy, at least since he started high school that is.

this year appeared to be no different, he could already see the first waiting for him at his locker with a box of chocolates. in past years, scaramouche would’ve tried to refuse gifts but after weighing up his options, he’s found that it’s easier to just accept people's gifts rather than outright refuse. the tactic has been working well as he now has fewer problems and the people appear to be okay after the initial rejection.

even after three valentine's days of countless confessions and an overload of flower petals he still has no clue what to do with all the chocolates. he’s figured out what to do with all the teddy bears and he just keeps flowers at home. yet there’s nothing that comes to mind when he needs to get rid of the leftover chocolate his mother won’t even eat. and as much as he hates chocolate or any kind of sweets for that matter, he hates to see food go to waste.

as of right now, scaramouche is eating by himself while working on something in his homeroom. it’s one of the only places he can find escapism at this moment in time due to his popularity amongst the girls. scara doesn’t get it. he doesn’t get why most of the girls at the high fawn over him, he isn’t anything out of the norm. but what do they know? all they see is some boy that always trails behind that group at school. coincidentally, childe doesn’t get it either, he is just as aloof as any other of the loners at this school. the only difference is that he's conventionally attractive.

“how many do you have so far?” childe asks as he barges into the room

scara lifts his gaze to see the redhead gleaming at him from across the room while walking up to his desk.

“23 girls and one boy,” the boy answered as he looked childe up and down.

“a boy too? damn, i'm jealous, i've only managed four and not a single boy in sight,” the tall one whined as he leaned himself against the desk beside scaramouche’s.

“i can see why there hasn't. you act more interested in mr zhongli than any of your classwork.”

“don't start getting cocky with me. i am the sole reason you can eat in peace.”

scaramouche chuckles, “so what did you end up doing?”

childe watches as scara takes another bite into his sandwich before relaxing back into his chair. he hasn’t been in this good of a mood since his mother came back from her trip with her girlfriend. even before, scara has never been this friendly towards him, not that he minds it of course. he's enjoying the conversation they're sharing. childe just wishes that he could see this side of him more often.

“ah. i didn't do much, i just told your fangirls that you were hanging around the fountain on the south side of the school. i have no idea why you'd hang there but they believed it.”

scara sighs, “i told you before, they're not my fangirls,” the dark-blue-haired boy glared.

“but it's true!” the tall boy exclaimed.

“they squeal when you walk past and when i told them you were near the fountain they fucking ran. i swear if you started selling posters of your face they'd sell them out in an instant. it’s like you’re whole of one direction to them. i wouldn't blame (name) if they ever got jealous.”

despite the last sentence being mumbled, scaramouche heard just enough to freeze. he’s sure he didn’t slip up, well not in any area he is aware of. perhaps you told childe, but you rarely even talk to scara himself during the school day so that isn't an option.

“what? you look like you've seen a ghost. you aren't that hard to figure out scara. your eyes drag when they're close by, you never give anyone that time of day,” the redhead explains.

“anyway,” childe sighs as he gets up from the desk, “hey you wouldn't mind if I take a few boxes from your stash, i wanna give something to tonia, teucer and anthon.”

“all yours.”

“thanks, buddy,” the orange-headed boy smiled as he ruffled scaramouche’s hair.

scaramouche waved him off as he exited the room, which left him in this lone classroom. the boy sighed as he started to settle back down into what he was originally doing. picking back up his pen to start writing until he was interrupted once again.

knock, knock.

looking over for the second time to see you poking your head through the doorway. “childe told me you here by the way.” you beam as you let yourself in. it makes his heart flutter; your smile. it’s sweet, the genuine kind, as opposed to chocolate which needs sugar to mask its bitterness. to him you’re like dark chocolate. the kind that isn’t overly sweet. and though still bitter, that's the part he enjoys most.

“do you want some?” scara offered as he waved the assorted box of chocolates in front of you. “i got them on the way here,” the boy clarified just in case. “sure,” you shortly responded before snatching the box from his grasp. “so you told childe?” you asked as you started to tear the plastic wrapping around the box. “i didn't tell him anything,” he begins as you inspect the packaging of the chocolate. turning over the box you notice the price sticker is still on.

“wait, 10,000 mora?” the boy pauses his explanation to look at you, “kuni, your fangirls are treating you so well. you should go thank them,” you teased as you placed one of them in your mouth. “mmh, I will say, they’re are worth at least half of all that mora, the texture is lovely.”

the upturned corners of scara’s lips are now apparent as he watches you devour most of the chocolate. he’s glad you enjoyed them otherwise he wouldn’t know who else to turn to. in all honesty, scaramouche feels strange, this year valentines aren’t like all those years before. he still is bombarded with tens and tens of gifts however he has someone to go to after school rather than home alone this year. and though he is at peace, he still has one more thing on his mind.

“do my uh— fan.. girls bother you?” the boy blurts out.

you almost spit out your chocolates yet you end up choking on them instead. after calming down you decide to speak, “is that what's been on your mind the entire time? don't tell me. did childe say something that made you think that?”

“n-no.”

quickly, you get up from your seat to wrap your arms around your boyfriend's slim figure, “aw my poor baby, there's no need to worry.” you pout, your body hanging over his shoulders.

“i wasn't worried,” scara denies.

“aww, my prince was worried. there's no nothing to be ashamed of, i'll have you know i have my own set of fangirls, so if you were to be worried i’d hope it would be that instead.” scara only shakes his head in shame before taking the last chocolate from the box. notably faster than you did. “I thought you said you didn't like sweet things.” you questioned, raising him a brow as you waited for a response.

“i don't but this one's dark chocolate.”

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[yourlocaltrashpandaa]

Getting To Know You

michael afton x fem!reader

oneshot

fandom: fnaf

Context: Y/n was quite the ‘Michael Afton Observer’ and she has come to the conclusion that he’s a strange one until she started to get to know him

A/n: I did a poll and Michael won said poll. Also semi following the lore bc I’m nothing but faithful to my source material. Hope you enjoy!

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Fall 1982

You found the boy known to you as Michael Afton none other than odd. You honestly didn’t know why. Sure you have never talked to him personal, you just observed him from a far. He had a small group of friends though he seemed to be popular, yet he was much more of a loner most of the time. How do know that? Well, the two of you have many class together, where he’s mostly doodling in his notebook more than anything.

You’d look up from your notes you were taking in English and glance in his direction every so often and he’s always drawing something in there. You were curious yet you never had the courage or the opportunity to ask him. It’s not that you were shy or anything, you’ve just seen how he and his friends treat your other peers. Not getting opportunity to ask while in class is because Michael is always quick to leave as soon as the bell rings.

But today, you were determined. Your curiosity was getting the best of you and Michael well he just fascinated you. You walked into your English class earlier then you usually did and there you saw him, Michael, doodling his notebook. Hearing you walk into the classroom, he looked up from his notebook and looked at you.

“Um, hi.” You awkwardly waved at him.

Michael’s blue eyes scanned you, he knows you’re one of his classmates he just forgot your name. “Hey.” He said and repeated your wave gesture.

‘Progress!’ You thought as you made your way to your seat.

Michael watched you, his eyes trained on your every move until you plopped down in the desk next to him. Were you seriously always next to him? How come he never noticed? Maybe he was to busy trying to escape the world and ignore the teacher that he just never knew.

Michael shifted his eyes from you and back to his notebook and went back to the sketch he was working on. His attention to the sketch was cut short when you piped up.

“What are you always drawing in there?” You asked him.

He looked at you and scoffed at your question. “None of your business.” He said.

This time when he spoke, you noticed his British accent. It caught you a bit of guard more so than his rude tone.

“I’m just curious,” You said back. “I noticed you draw all time in class.”

Michael took notice of your words. “You watch me?” He raised an eyebrow at you.

“No! I was observing!” You exclaimed.

“So, watching?” Michael replied.

“No!” You whined.

Michael chuckled at this. “You’re such a weirdo. I’m Michael.” He said.

“I know. I’m Y/n.” You said casually.

“You already know my name?” He asked.

“Yeah, why? Are you going to say I’m stalking you? Cause I’m not! We have several classes together you just don’t notice.” You said.

“Oh…” He trailed. This was news to him but to be honest, Michael knew he was loner without his group of friends and he doesn’t talk with other people unless he has to otherwise he keeps to himself. Yet you decided to talk to him, maybe he can make a new friend.

Winter 1982

“Michael!”

Michael turned around after hearing his name being called. He saw you, bundled up in your puffy winter coat that looked a little too big on you. A small smile appeared on his face when he saw you. The two of you have become close in the last three months you started talking. He found he liked hanging around you more than his other friends yet you never mentioned you to them.

“Y/n, hey,” He waved as he met you halfway in the hallway. “That coat looks like it’ll swallow you whole.” Michael chuckled at his comment.

“Haha,” You rolled your eyes at his comment but smiled. “It was a hand-me-down from my brother that’s why I can practically swim in this.”

“You have a brother?” Michael asked. This is the first time you mentioned family members to him so he was taking his chances with asking you about about your brother.

“Yeah. He’s away at college. He calls the house every so often so I hear from him frequently. He’s coming home for Christmas though. My mom is very excited about it.” You said.

“Really? Are you excited to see him?” Michael asked.

You smiled and nodded. “Yeah, of course I am,” You said. “Hey, Mike?”

‘Mike? That’s new.’ Michael thought to himself. He never heard you use nicknames maybe it’s a sign that the two of you are close. He liked the nickname you gave him.

“Yeah?” He answered.

“Do you have any siblings?” You asked.

“Oh yeah. I’m the oldest and I have a younger sister and brother.” Michael said.

“That sounds like a full house.” You said.

Michael shrugged his shoulders. “Eh, it isn’t really.” He said.

“Oh come on, being a big brother has to be fun.” You said.

Michael frowned as he scrunched his face up at you. Are you serious? Well, he can’t really blame you for saying that since you are the younger sibling between you and your brother. But the look on his face didn’t go unnoticed by you.

“What’s that face for?” You asked him.

“Nothing, just… being the older sibling is not fun.” Michael said.

“For you maybe, my brother and I have good relationships.” You grinned proudly with your hands on you hips.

Michael rolled his eyes at you. “Let’s get to class, Y/n.” He said, ruffling your hair.

“Fine. You remembered to do the homework, right?” You asked him as the two of walked to English together.

“We had homework?!”

“Michael!”

Spring 1983

Time passed and the season changed. As well as yours and Michael’s friendship. To the point that you have been begging him for him to let you go over to his place. Mainly because A). He’s been over to your house and met your parents and B). You wanted to the same. You wanted to meet your best friend’s family but he’s been denying your request and coming up with bullshit excuses.

“Come on, Michael please!” You begged him.

The two of you are hanging out by his locker, it was the end of the day and you weren’t taking “no” for an answer.

“No. How many times do I have to say it.” He said.

“You’re being unfair,” You exclaimed. “Why can’t I come over, Mike?”

“Because I don’t want you too.” Michael said.

“That’s not a reason,” You frowned, crossing your arms. “Tell me! Why can’t I come over?” You asked again.

Michael went completely silent, honestly he didn’t have a reason, well not a good reason. It’s just, his feelings towards have changed in the last couple of months. He feels a lot more tense around you, not that he’s uncomfortable but that he doesn’t want to embarrass himself in front of you and at home, it’s his downtime, Michael is still a bit secretive about things and you respect that.

Though he’s been dodging this question since you started asking two weeks prior. Maybe he should just give in at this point, he doesn’t want you to be mad at him. Honestly, he doesn’t want to argue with you about something so petty.

Michael sighed, combing his hand through his hair. “I don’t have a reason why, y/n.” He said, he sounded a bit defeated.

This perked you up. “Really?” You answered.

He nodded his head as he looked off to the side away from your gaze.

“Soooo, I can come over?” You asked.

Michael shrugged. “Yeah, sure. Whatever.” He said.

“Yes! Thank you! I’ll see you this Saturday, Mikey! Don’t forget!” You exclaimed.

His face flushed pink at the nickname. ‘Wha?! Mikey?!’ He thought. Did you really just call him that with no hesitation.

“Y-Yeah, yeah. See you Saturday.” He muttered out.

“Great! Well I have to get home! See you then, Mikey!” You waved to him as you walked away from his locker and headed down the hallway.

There it was again. You called him Mikey again. Nobody calls him Mikey other than his younger siblings even his own mother. It made him feel strange, his heart skipped a bit. God, he’s fallen hard for you. You were just something, kind yet stubborn, tough yet gentle, smart and willing to ask questions. He thought he just admired you but no. His heart skips a bit when you’re around, whenever you smile or when he makes you laugh with a dumb joke he said.

He felt like he doesn’t deserve you yet that’s for you to decide.

Summer 1983

Once summer rolled around, Michael couldn't be more than happy. He never liked school that much more so going to class though he has to say that school this year wasn't so bad with you around. You make going to class less of a drag to him. But, sure had his other friends and you had yours, Michael felt that his friendship with you was more special in his eyes. Yet that comes down to his recently found feelings for you.

He's gone to your house and you've have gone to his. You've met each other's families. You hang out at the mall just the two of you, you beat him at video games at the local arcade. He wanted more. He wanted to tell you how he felt. But at the back of his brain he had 'what ifs', he had doubts. Would you feel the same?

He remembered when he first got his driver's license a month before, he remembered telling you, the smile on your face as you congratulating him with a big hug, telling him that you were excited to not walk everywhere, he laughed at you comment. He had recently got a car from his father (of all people) for his good grades (thanks to you of course). Holy shit, this was definitely his chance.

Grabbing his keys from his dresser, walking out of his room and downstairs with his backpack slung over his shoulder. Michael passed his mother who was in the kitchen with Elizabeth.

Elizabeth caught notice of her older brother as a glint of curiosity shimmered in her eyes as she watched him walk passed. She ran to the empty doorway of the kitchen and stopped him.

“Mikey? Where are you going?” She asked.

Michael ignored her when he yelled to his mother that he was going out as his mother said okay back. He looked to Elizabeth and said. “None of your business, shorty.”

Elizabeth brushed off her older brother’s comment. “It’s N/n, isn’t it?” She asked with a sly smirk on her face.

Michael’s face flushed. “N-No, No it’s not. You’re imagining things I’ll be back for dinner.”

Elizabeth laughed waving to him as he left. “Bye, Mikey!”

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You heard the sound of a car horn outside of your house. You were slightly confused as you sat up from your bed. You walked over to your window, pulling back your curtains and that’s when you saw Michael, waving up at you leaning against his car. Your eyes widened as you waved back. You gestured to him that you’ll be down in a minute.

Grabbing a bag, you rushed down the stairs passing your parents in the living room, telling them that you’ll be out with Michael. With them telling you to be back before dinner.

Making your way outside and towards Michael with a smile on your face. He smirked as he leaned off his car and looked at you.

“Damn, Mikey. When did you get this?” You asked him looking at his car in awe. It was so shiny!

He smirked at your question. “Well, my father gave it to me a week ago.” He said.

You were surprised. “Bullshit!” You exclaimed with a smile.

“Bull-true!” Michael exclaimed back.

“Damn… no offense, Mike but your dad is… standoffish and prickly. Yet he gave you a car and a brand new one at that.” You said.

Michael chuckled as he scratched the back of his neck out of nervousness. “True, but he said it was proud of me with school this year so I deserved it.” He said.

“And who helped with that?” You asked with a smirk as you reached up to ruffle his hair.

Michael laughed as he tried to swat your hands away from his hair. “You did, you did! And thank you, N/n.”

You smiled proudly as you took your hands away. “So, what’s the plan today, my good sir?” You teased.

Michael rolled his eyes at you. “I though I could take you on a drive and maybe stop for ice cream, m’lady.” He said playing along with you.

“Sounds perfect, Mike.” You said with a smile.

Michael smiled back at you as he opened the passenger door for you. You thanked him as you hopped into the seat.

‘This is going well so far.’ Michael thought to himself. He had plan, he hoped when you spilled his feelings to you you’d feel the same.

After driving around, talking and getting ice cream, Michael drove to your hangout spot. You showed Michael this spot back in the spring just for peace and quiet. A hill in a grassy area not to far from the neighborhood. It was nice, Michael and you sometimes talked but most of the time you two just sit in a comfortable silence enjoying each other’s company.

That’s what you did this time but Michael was a bit more tense than usual and you took notice of this. You frowned as you placed your hand on his shoulder.

“You okay, Mike?” You asked him.

Your voice made the boy in question jump a bit startled as he whipped his head around to look at you.

“Y-Yeah,” He replied nervously. “I’m fine.”

You scowled at him. “No you’re not. You seem a bit tense and a wee bit nervous.” You replied.

Damn you’re good but he knew how observant you are. He hates you for it but he’s grateful for it too. Whenever you ask if he’s okay, he’s always willing to opening up and talk. Yet not this time.

He sighed. “You don’t say.” He replied.

“That’s all I get? Come on, Mike. What’s going on?” You asked.

“I, well, I… jeez, this is harder than I thought it would be…” He said in a low tone.

“What?” You said you were confused. He was never this tight lipped before.

“Mike, I don’t understand.” You said to him.

“Close your eyes.” He blurted out.

“Huh? Why do I have to close my eyes?” You asked in a confused tone.

“Just do it, please?” He asked with pleading eyes.

You couldn’t say no, you trusted Michael.

“Okay.” You said as you closed your eyes.

As soon as you shut your eyes, you felt something warm press against your lips. You scowled a bit in confusion as you opened your eyes. Your eyes widened in shock. Michael was kissing you gently on the lips. You didn’t know what to do but you kissed back leaning towards him. You’re finger tips brush the top of his hand as you placed your hand on top of his. Michael pulled away and he looked at you and smiled a bit.

“I really like you, Y/n. I feel that I can be myself around you. That’s why I love you, you’re everything a guy would want. You’re kind but stubborn, gentle but tough. I like that about you.” Michael said.

You blushed at his words. “I don’t know what to say. But, I’ve found that I’m very happy that you feeling the same as I do.” You said.

“Wait. You’re not messing with me are you?” Michael asked, he gripped onto you hand, squeezing it a bit.

“No, not this time. I’m being serious. I grew a crush on you even before I talk to for the first time.” You said, you chuckled a bit in embarrassment.

“What?! How come you never said anything? And how did I not notice?” Michael asked face-palming himself.

“Well, I guess I can hide my feelings pretty well. Or you’re just clueless.” You said teasing with your last comment.

“Okay, now you’re being a tease.” Michael replied with a smirk.

“Hey, I thought you loved me.” You said.

“I do love you.” Michael said.

“Good.” You said back.

Summer time love. Something that doesn’t last forever. Before his younger brother’s birthday party, you moved away, saying goodbye to the boy you loved.

20xx

Moving back to Hurricane. You thought you’d never see the day, though you had hopes that you’d return. It was your one goal once you became an adult. Mostly having the hope that you’d see the boy that had your heart and occupied your mind since you moved. Michael Afton. You had other boyfriends in your teen years and college years though they never compared to Mike.

Your neighbors were quiet friendly when you moved into your new house. They told you about your neighbor that lived next door to you. Said he worked the night shift at his job. Gee, that must suck. Though you have taken an interest in this next door neighbor of yours.

It took you a few days to get the guts to go over and introduce yourself but to say who it was, stunned you to your core.

Knocking at the door to his house, you heard a faint yell of a “coming” from behind the front door. You waited, slightly nervous as you rocked on the balls of your feet. You jumped a bit when the door opened and revealed a young man your age and he looked oddly familiar.

His blue eyes shifted to you, he had slight bags underneath his eyes must become of his night shift job. Your eyes widened and you gasped a bit.

“Mike?”

The young man widened his eyes too as you said his name. When he looked at you, he knew there was something familiar about you. He cleared his throat, trying to compose himself.

“Y/n?”

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[frogchiro]

Naga pierro and childe just <33

Pierro, I imagine, is a traditional man(snake-man??). Thus I believe he could very well be waiting for his life long mate, instead of entertaining the thought of screwing around for the sake of it. He wants a domestic life with a little mate who to cardle during the night and cherish during the day.

Childe however is somewhat opposite to his senior. He likes to live on the edge and goof around with other humans and nagas/lamias alike. He enjoys the thrill, but he would be lying if he said he never felt just a tad bit sad. He is a family man after all, and nothing would make him more happy than a mate who would stay by his side and rise his brood along him.

Enter you, sweet young lamia who is more than perfect. Childe takes a note of the fact immidietly when he lays his eyes on you. He notes how your body is perfect in every possible way, perfect to carry children and perfect for mating. He notes how your skin shines brightly in the moonlight and your eyes sparkle with wonder. He has to physicslly restrain himself, so he won’t take you right then and there. He wants you to covet him as he does you.

So imagine his grave annoyance when you catch the attention of Pierro. Loner Pierro who never seems to interract with anyone unless he has to. Pierro who always keeps his distance and newer seeks out anyone. But that seemed to change after you crashed into his life.

Suddenly the old man seemed always hang around you, helping you with the most useless of things, and gifting you small little trinkets that ”reminded him of you”.

Sooner rather than later, the two of them took notice of each others clear attraction. And neither one of them were gonna give up, because both of them had decided to take you as their mate.

And that’s how you got here. Pressed against two large and strong nagas, who were thrusting in and out your aching hole in turns, but every now and then, they would thrust in together, while snarling at each other. Childe would bite you all over, your neck, chest even your stomach that was bulging thanks to Pierro’s grith. The latter would be whispering sweet nothings to your ear, while rubbing your tender breasts (Childe’s merit of course) and aching stomach.

In the end you’d be so over stimulated, that tou eouldn’t be able to tell where the pain started and pleasure began, for it all had blended together. All you knew was that you were sticky and full, and to your each side was a strong and handsome naga wrapped up around you.

I-I truly apologize nonnie for this bc i know that you probably expected somethinf else but i'm feeling ANGST tonight....so please have this atrocity...

f!reader, smut, hybrids, breeding kink, knotting a/b/o-esque, angst galore but there's so much fluff too, rejection

Okay so imagine that everything is just like you described, pierro is a traditional snake-man; he's older already, silver hair, beard and the hair on his chest, his long, thick strong tail littered with scars and torn scales but he is a very stable and reliable person, has estabilished a large territory that no other naga dares to violate bc they know that if they fuck around they WILL find out and a confrontation with the enormous naga never ended up well for his opponent. And yet under all that tough exterior all pierro really wants is to find a mate, his soulmate, his one and only and cherish them, share his territory, feed together, snuggle on cold nights, wrap tails with and finally have eggs and bear pups...Yeah, this is what pierro wants from life.

Childe is his opposite, like literally everything; he's young, he's loud and boisterous, his many affairs and ekhem...*adventures* with all kinds of humans and hybrids were never hidden, he loved this life; free from any burden and not tied to anything or anyone. Still, after returning to his den after yet another night of goofing around and it sometimes gets his mind to wander, the strange sense of loneliness and sadness he feels is all too much oppressing. He loves this kind of life, wild and free he can do anything he likes! Stealing the tasty drinks from humans that make his head spin, adventuring, fighting bloody battles and sleeping around all he wants and yet he sometimes feels like a major thing is missing from his life. He blames this on him being a family man at heart, he can get angry and bury those feelings all he wants, and yet he knows that deep down he craves to have a mate and family to call his own, a lovely partner to warm his den and a nice bog clutch of eggs sitting all nice and cozy in their designated nest just waiting to hatch and greet their parents. If only....

And it all changes when he sniffs out a lamia. Initially childe thought that you'd be his next conquest for the week; you smelled so delicious, young and fresh and fertile, perfection in his eyes. All the dirty thoughts came to a screeching halt the second he saw you sunning on a patch of grass; you were...breathtaking to say the least, childe swore that if love at first sight existed....it was then and there.

You were laying on your back, your long slick tail curling deliciously, your full breasts and your clear skin littered with glistening scales, you were the definition of a perfect girl for him, the perfect mate and future mother of his pups.

And so began his long and tendious process of courting you, but you being the sweet innocent thing you were, you acted oblivious and shy as if his romantic advances were seen as a mere act of extreme kindness from a 'friend'. It was frustrating for childe to say the least, he wanted to mate with you and claim you as soon as possible but you unknowingly rejected all of his advances and he was loosing precious time! Moreover, he noticed a certain silver haired naga creeping dangerously close to your den, leaving behind freshly hunter animals to show off strength and prowess, skinned furs and a hand-woven wicker basket as if to prove that he'd be the perfect mate and provider for you.

'What a pathetic fucking joke' childe thought as he watched you slowly sliding from your den to shyly greet the big scarred naga in front of you as delivered yet another thick luxurious fur to you, a cooing trill escaping pierro's mouth as if trying to entice you further, and the banger? You actually did.

Childe watched from behind the tree and foliage with a frown as you slithered further from the safety of your den and loser to the silver scaled monster, an answering coo fell from your fanged lips as you accepted the gift from the naga before quickly returning to your cave to add yet another fur to your nest.

After that display Childe knew that he had to act, and he had to act fast before you were snatched right before his very eyes. He couldn't let that happen, he wouldn't! You were his, he noticed you first, he was the first to woo and court you! Not that old geezer! Sure he was much bigger and stronger, had a bigger territory and all of that crap but childe would provide you with a lifetime of adventure! You'd never be bored with him and he's be the best mate and father for your babies! Just you wait.

The very next day he asked you if you wanted to go on a small walk through the woods with him, y'know, just to talk and stuff. He wanted it to be perfect, the day he'll ask you to officially be his mate.

He brought you to a small lovely clearing with a stream cutting through it and wildflowers were in full bloom. Childe could see that you were enamored with the sight and could feel his heart growing with each time you looked back at him...if he only knew.

Childe could practically hear and feel his heart tearing in half and dropping to the bottom of his stomach, the ringing in his ears and the nauseating feeling only prolonging the utter heartbreak, your words replaying in his head like a broken record player.

He knew something was wrong the second he saw your angelic smile drop from your lips when he uttered those wretched words. The small downturn of the corner of your lips transforming quickly into a expression of embarrassed disappointment, combined with the quick movement of your slitted eyes made for a disastrous concoction.

But the true nail to his coffin were your words. You weren't condescending, you weren't angry or furious or even mad; if anything you were sad.

He wasn't the right man for you, you said. Of fucking course you knew about his many trysts, he wasn't a secretive naga, his lifestyle was known to anyone, human or hybrid alike and he was proud of it, always boasting about it with the flavor of the week under his arm but now? He regretted everything.

You wanted safety and stability. You wanted a mate to start a family with, a safe place for you and your pups, you wanted someone clever and smart but with their head firmly on their shoulders. You're absolutely not one to judge, everyone lives their life how they want but how can you expect him of all people to settle down with you and have a family? How do you know if he won't get bored with little old you after a year and seek out someone else? Someone new and more exciting? And besides....you actually were very well aware that he was courting you but were too polite to tell him off so you were just being nice to him, you see him as a friend and not a potential lover. And the best part? You were already courting someone; someone strong and reliable, focused and devoted and you actually lived him....and childe already knew exactly who you meant.

With a barely whispered apology and a broken into pieces heart childe silently slithered back into the wood leaving you behind, the weather seemingly symphatising with him as dark clouds shrouded the sky, the cloud weeping along with him as he drowned his emotions in fire water inside his den. The heavy rain was like war drums for his ears but it was a nice background sound when he was loudly crying in his nest, drunk off of his mind as he kept recalling today's events; the sunny morning, the happy afternoon and your sad quiet words that split his heart in two and the dark cold evening that perfectly reflected his feelings. But could he really blame you? You were perfect in his eyes, kind, considerate and polite, helping out others be it hybrid or even humans, espacially that little old lady living on the edge of the forest that he knew you loved to visit. What you needed was stability and a warm safe place to call home, not endless stupid adventuring that could easily harm you or even endanger you. Childe wasn't perceft by any means, he knew himself but if you really wanted he could try and change himself! Since the last 6 moons you arrived in the forest he stopped the heavy drinking and goofing around, he really could be the ideal man for you and papa of your babies!

....

But now it was all for naught. You rejected him and he wasn't going to harass you and guilt trip you about this, besides if pierro found out he has been fooling around you he's have his head on a pike. All that was left for him now is a broken heart and a half empty bottle of stolen fire water.

If only......

At the very same time pierro was panting heavily with you right next to him, your shaking arms and tail wrapping tightly around him, his silver-blue tail responding to the call of his mate and wrapping snugly around it. As you lied there in his nest, all spend and tired, pierro started to groom you thoroughly, nuzzling and rubbing his head and neck against your, rumbling growls of pleasure and satisfaction are exchanged between the now-mates. Pierro doesn't even dream about leaving you even for a second now that you're his, couldn't even if he tried you with his big pulsing knot deep inside your clenching pussy as you milked him from all his seed, ensuring it will settle deep within your precious womb and create your eggs. He heard about today's events, hell he literally was there, hiding in the shrubs and trying not to laugh at that brat tripping over his words of the shitty confession and your much too gentle rejection. He has been there already when you returned to your den upset, almost on the verge of crying feeling bad for making your friend feel shitty. He was there to comfort you and listen you you rambles and he was the one to passionately kiss you to shut you up before explicitly expressing his utter love and adoration for you, his desire to mate you and father your pups. One thing led to another and well...the rest is history as they say.

The sound of rain lulling you to sleep within the arms of your beloved mate, the deep purrs from his chest calming you as you yawned sleepily, nuzzling pierro's neck and one hand caressing your tummy with the hopes that soon you'll welcome your pups.

Yeah, life is perfect♡

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[fourcornerstar]

Random assorted Moral Orel Headcanons:

Moral Orel HCs

Orel:

- Likes to draw comics of Barthalomew- similar to the DC superpets

- Wants to grow up to be either a pastor or an artist. Doesn’t know what an animator or film maker is but is interested in movie production

- Doesn’t like to spend much time outside after the camping trip. Finds comfort in movies, comics and video games.

- He saves up all the money he earned by working for Stephanie to buy a Nintendo system (the show takes place around 2005, so probably a ds)

- His favorite game is Nintendogs, he owns all different versions and loves going on walks with his ‘pet’

- But he thinks Pokemon is satanic.

- Fav movie as a kid is Prince of Egypt

- Veggietales kid.

- Catches himself singing “where is my hairbrush” when he’s looking for something.

- Wears “virginity rocks” merch when he’s a teen. No one can tell if it’s ironic or in sincerity. It’s a bit of both.

- LOVES Paramore when he’s first in his emo phase. Slowly grows to like My Chemical Romance once he fully dips into Emo music.

- As he gets into his teens he has an indie phase- Florence and the Machines is his favorite along with The Mountain Goats and Cage the Elephant. Likes some Hozier, Noah Kahan, They Might Be Giants and Jack Stauber. (this is if we assume their in universe would have access to our discography)

- His favorite extra curricular class is art, which Clay disapproves of, but Orel is really good at it- near prodigy level. Loves painting and chalk pastels in particular

- Hardcore Disney fan. For his graduation he and Christina go to Florida Disney World for the first time

- A Goofy Movie and Goof Troop are his favorite comfort media

- Wants to go to California or Florida for College, secretly is applying to Loyola University or other Christian campuses. Wants to take religious studies with a minor in art.

- Has never been to the beach/seen the ocean in person but has always dreamed of it.

- Quit his scout troop after the hunting trip bc camping would make him spiral into panic attacks. It took him years of exposure therapy to ever go into the woods ever again

- After the camping trip, the go-to family vacation for the Puppingtons would usually be road trips cross country. But it was always awkward and tense, so Orel would spend the majority of the trip reading, listening to music, or playing a card game with Shapey and Block.

- He always lets Shapey or Block win

- Uno was banned in the puppington house because “it wasn’t in English.” But he had no problem playing it at school behind his parents backs

- Is interested in learning other languages, but a bit scared of it. He eventually took ASL courses when he was in college

Shapey and Block:

- Both have an extensive stuffed animal collection, at least where they can hide them under all the storage and mess of his room.

- Tends to steal or borrow Orel’s stuff when no one is home to see. Is particularly fascinated by the viewfinder and Orel’s record player.

- Shapey suffers from night terrors. Orel would comfort him sometimes, other times Block would help.

- Both are Introverted. They helped each other transition to school when they, eventually, went. But they were loners in the class and had trouble assimilating.

- Other than cake, Shapey’s favorite foods are pb and j

- Block really likes cookies and pastries

- Shapey and Block snuck out a lot as kids and teens, sometimes they would go to the corner store, other times they would just wander around town or even up to the nature reserve.

- Christmas is their all time favorite holiday, more so than any other.

- Orel sometimes helps them clear up their shared room so Shapey and Block can actually have a clear space to walk around and play in.

- They steal Clay’s credit card to buy some actual furniture when they’re teens. Clay never brings it up, he probably never noticed.

- Both struggle at keeping a space clean. Struggles with routine, chores and scheduling all through their life, sometimes Orel or even a therapist helps

- Shapey’s favorite Disney movie of all time is Alice in Wonderland

- Block adores Peter Pan, he even went as Peter for halloween 2 years in a row

- Both love adventure movies

- Shapey loves showtunes, favorite musical as a kid was Matilda

- Block finds showtunes kind of annoying, but won’t say anything. Block prefers softer music, indie, folk, country but even LoFi when he discovers it later.

- Both love cooking and baking. They weren’t allowed to learn when they were kids, but when they moved out they read Bloberta’s old recipe books to teach himself. Block preferred online recipes

- Shapey was Diagnosed with ODD and ADHD as a toddler, Orel tries to find some resources at the library to figure out how to help Shapey, at least where he can. Unfortunately, the library is a bit of a dead end. But the constants in Shapey’s life help him a lot.

- They never talk with Clay. They are complete strangers to one another. Shapey and Block consider Orel to be the closest thing they have to a father figure

- When everyone is grown up; Shapey gives a speech as best man at Orel and Christina’s wedding that makes everyone cry

Bloberta:

- Has an extensive record collection of her favorite bands from when she was a teenager.

- Clay has pestered her to get rid of it but she can’t bear to part with it. She keeps it hidden in the dresser and closet alongside her other unmentionables.

- Loves doo-wop, 60s pop, rock and roll and even some modern punk and metal. Doesn’t actually like listening to Christian rock but will put it on to be a “good influence”

- Was interested in student council and politics herself before she married Clay, but was pressured out of it bc “godly women let men take the lead” (ew)

- Her mom forced her to babysit as a first job when she was a teenager and she despised it.

- When she’s home alone she likes to put on romcoms such as Pretty Woman or Dirty Dancing. But she’ll mute the volume and block out the windows so no one can hear or see her.

- But more often then not they leave her crying wishing for something better. One day after watching one of her movies she locked Clay out of the house for a week because she couldn’t bear to even look at him.

- She’s a lot more supportive of Orel going to an out of state college than his father. She doesn’t want him to feel trapped like she does.

Clay

- Took ballroom dance in high school- is an amazing dancer but doesn’t like showing off.

- Has Irish ancestry, his great grandparents emigrated during the great famine.

- Likes to read when he gets the chance- favorite book is Catcher in the Rye or In Cold Blood (yes, they are supposed to be red flag books, remember who we’re talking about)

- Loves true crime- extremely fascinated by serial killers and mysteries.

- He likes movies, but rarely is ever able to put them on. But he likes Wolf of Wall Street and Fight Club (all the red flag films) (Call me By Your Name and Beauty and the Beast when he’s in private, would never watch them unless he’s completely alone) (once again, RED FLAGS)

- Believes all colleges are satanic propaganda. At least that’s what he told himself as he got older. When he was a teen thought about art school but could never afford it on his own.

- Never graduated with a full 4 year degree, but out of high school he was in and out of trade or secondary schools. He tried nursing, mechanic/auto shop, accounting, and technician work and hated everything. Bloberta suggested politics and somehow he had enough charisma and writing prowess to sell competency.

- Loves Queen. Could listen to any album any day- but has a particular soft spot for “I want to Break Free” and “Somebody To Love” has made him sob uncontrollably . He puts on Queen when he’s driving alone.

- Loves to drive. Before he started drinking it was his one escape. Sometimes he would just take his keys and a handful of his father’s cash and drive off for a few days without telling anyone. He’s been all over the country, but particularly loves to see the Grand Canyon or even up north near Niagara and the lakes.

- Even after he got married he would drive off on a bender for a week or two not to be seen. Bloberta never brings it up. He only HAD to stop when Orel was born.

Reverend/Rod Putty

- Never imagined himself as a pastor, when he was younger he was more interested in the hippie subculture. But he’s good at talking. He originally tried his hand at standup comedy, and that was a total flop. So when it came time for him to settle on a major/career he went religious… Partially to dodge the draft.

- Agnostic leaning. He believes in a God, but struggles with connection.

- Grew up in the south, but moved to the midwest in his teens. Sometimes his accent slips through when he’s tired.

- Scarily good at poker. Feels very torn about this skill.

- Banned from at least 4 casinos in a 100 mile radius.

-

Stephanie

- Was a straight A student all through school, but decided against University for financial reasons and pressure, she goes to the community college closest to Moralton. She dreams when she saves up enough she could go to a music or art college

- Had a band once but all her band mates moved away. She does try to pursue music herself. Has an album lined up but she doesn’t feel ready to put it into the world yet.

- A friend from out of state gave her her first tattoo in his garage. Since then she’s been interested in learning but doesn’t know how to practice back in Moralton. Is saving up for a machine.

- Hates the cold and cold weather, she’s always bundled up when it hits below 60 and it always complaining about how cold it is until the weather warms up

- But she loves rainy days.

- Her mom tried to sign her up for an after school Christian youth program but Stephanie always ditched to go hang out around town with Kim and others.

- She uploads song covers to Youtube when she has time, and has amassed a huge following

- She likes snapchat as well, she can keep in touch with out of state or online friends easier, it makes her feel more connected to people in similar situations

- Her first guitar wasn’t the best quality, but it’s one of her favorites for the sound, she covered the entire face with stickers and intricate drawings

#moral orel #clay puppington #bloberta puppington #orel puppington #reverend putty #headcanon #most of this is projection lol

[brrypiiix]

Crynth HC list

How they meet:

•At the Hairnasium. With Synth being a fitness trainer and Synth being a yoga instructor, they’re very likely to have already interacted before. They’ve even shown up in the same episode at the hairnasium(S5E4)

How they get close:

•Synth had seen Creek around at the Hairnasium a couple times and had already made attempts at interacting with him through comments on basic things like Creeks yoga routine and then just the most random topics that leave Creek confused asf

•Creek has mostly become a loner by now. He does his own thing and doesnt really mind it. He’s basically accepted his place in the village. But when Synth started following him around like a lost puppy he’s left with a mixed range of feelings towards it.

•At first Creek really didn’t care for Synth. At most he saw him as new form of entertainment for when he would show up and say the most random things. He’d suggest Synth do things that he would fall for and agree to just to laugh to himself about it.

•It started off as just interactions and shenanigans at the hairnasium, but one day Synth decided he wanted to follow Creek out and talk his ear off the whole way back to Creeks pod. Ever since then they started leaving together everyday.

•Almost every time theyre walking to Creeks pod they stop to sit somewhere in the grass to just chill, using that moment to spend time together a bit more. Its an attempt at some peaceful silence until Synth needs something to stimulate his brain. So then they either go somewhere else or keep walking

•By the time they arrive at the pod it gets pretty dark. Synth, being deathly afraid of the dark, used to make it back to the Techno Lagoon before then. Now sometimes he ends up just falling asleep on Creek’s little cushions he has on the floor whenever he doesn’t feel like treading back home in the dark, glowsticks or not.

•Creek is still completely in denial of himself that he cares for Synth or sees him as a friend. By the time they’re in their routine he’s still telling himself this is purely to keep himself busy

•Its as soon as theres a moment where Synth cant be around that he starts to just sit there. Even when he attempts to distract himself through yoga and whatnot, he catches him checking to see if Synth’s come around yet. He gets nervous and feels like he doesn’t know what to do with himself

•Trolls who are familiar with Creek, especially Branch, have a huge gripe about the two getting close. Branch especially tries to voice his concerns to Synth without trying to completely out what Creek has done. He just doesn’t want to see Synth get hurt at all

•Synth tries to listen to everyones concerns, but every time he’s around Creek he ends up completely forgetting the warnings

Catching feelings:

•Creek catches feelings first. The moment it started to hit him was one early evening when Synth had them take a detour to the techno lagoon bc he wanted to do smth new with Creek before they ended the day. They ended up playing in the water and having a water fight. Princess & the frog moment under water of holding each other, eyes lock, boom. Creek’s feelings for Synth crank up a ton.

•At first Creek is in absolute denial. He still has to take in the fact that he even cares for Synth, especially to this extent. When he does accept it though it takes a good couple of business days.

•Creek spends his time taking it in by pretty much falling much more quiet than usual on Synth during their hangout time. He’ll have his usual punchable, smug face while just watching Synth do his thing or ramble to him about whatever. But deep down he’s thinking

•After Creeks able to conclude the feelings are there he then takes an extra couple of business days to decide what he wants to do about it. Leaving Synth confused at his changed demeanor

•Once Creek finally concluded on everything, it being a major battle within himself, he realizes he doesnt have that big of a chance with Synth. Considering how much Synths friends are against him, he couldnt dare to be open about his feelings.

•Creek also had come to the realization that Synth is all he has in a friend alone. He’s naive enough to stand beside him and still be confused as to why that could be so wrong. Creek couldnt dare to drive him away

•Eventually Creek had decided he would not confess his feelings at all to Synth. One thing he did realize tho is that he can still make flirtatious gestures towards him.

•He’ll take his hand and rub the back of it with his thumb, rub his shoulders, give him pet names, and even have Synth rest on him during their peaceful hang out moments

•Synth doesnt pick up on any of the romanric gestures tho. Boy is extremely oblivious to what it means, but it does help in him figuring out his own feelings

•Synth has never been in a relationship before nor has he ever caught feelings like this, which leads to him taking a lot longer to realize what he’s feeling for Creek is

•Synth falls harder when he does. He doesnt the moment Creek does, only when Creek begins his romantic gestures. That’s when Synth starts feeling it.

Confession

•Technically, Synth confessed first without completely knowing it. He outed himself and his feelings to Creek without knowing what any of it meant. He had finally gotten confused enough that he just outright asked Creek if he knew what the feelings he had was

•”Bro, I’m not gonna lie, I’m feeling some weird things and I dunno what they are. It’s weird because I’ve never felt this way towards anybody. I just want to be close to you all the time. Do you know what this is?”-Synth

•”Oh, Glowstick. If you’ve been in love with me all this time you could have just said it”-Creek and his smug ass

Relationship

•Creek is still a smug asshole, but by now he changes his demeanor towards Synth. He’s still his old slappable self but he’s more noticeably caring towards him

•They still continue the physical touch of holding hands, rubbing each others shoulders, Synth loves to play with Creeks hands and hair, and counts his glitter freckles when super bored. Especially diring cuddle time and he has to try to be still a bit longer

•Creek surprised himself with this one but he actually enjoys giving Synth sweet treats whenever he can and also makes him breakfast in the morning when he stays the night

•Creek does all the active flirting, leaving Synth a giggling mess each time. Synth only flirts without even knowing its flirting. A lot of the times its mimicking what Creek’s done and it mostly looks silly, to Creeks amusement

•Their most favorite way to spend time together is just to cuddle in peaceful quiet. Synth needs a lot of movement and noise bc boy is adhd, so they’ll just be laying or sitting there and Synth would be tapping something while humming a tune to keep his brain occupied.

•Sometimes Creek will join him in humming, which gets Synth riled up and he ends up pulling Creek up so they can sing and dance.

•Who initiates it first really depends and goes either way. Sometimes it starts with Synth crawling into Creeks lap while he’s doing yoga and eventually causes him to give up and just lay there. Other days its Creek catching a hyper Synth and dragging him down to have a peaceful nap

•Creek is happy to crash a party so he joyfully joins Synth in whatever party or event he goes to. He’s mostly either doing his own thing right at Synths side or lets him run off, sometimes admiring him from afar.

•Synth spends the night at Creeks pod a lot more. They cuddle for as long as time allows them too. Its their love language

•They rarely argue and moreso Synths looking hurt and Creek looks absolutely sorry for anything he’d done be it big or small.

•communication is a big one they’re learning about together. Especially with it being Synths first relationship and Creek crawling out of being a toxic ass overall

•Poppy and Branch help Creek out with communication and more healthier relationships habits, altho a good majority of Branch’s side is just him threatening Creeks life if he so dared try anything he lists out on the not-to-dos list

#trolls crynth #crynth trolls #dreamworks trolls #trollstopia #trolls synth #synth trolls #creek trolls #trolls creek #trolls hc #trolls headcanons #poppy trolls #trolls poppy #queen poppy #branch trolls #trolls branch

[callmearcturus]

Regarding the reception of Ilsa's death, what personally upsets me about it is that by refusing to interact with it on a story level (ie blaming McQ's misogyny, saying that it's just fridging), people completely miss out on the thematic richness of the movie, and how much that death influences that.

It's a pity that people aren't giving them any credit for the story because they focus on that part of it, so thank you for talking about it!

(Sorry, not really a question!)

(heads up this is gonna be a bitchy post!)

Yeah I am to a point that I'm becoming actively annoyed at the discussion around DR1 because I walked out of that movie both times like "I cannot BELIEVE what they're doing here with the IMF, with the ethos of the movies, I can't wait for ppl to get over their shock over Ilsa's death and actually think about the point"

and that has just not happened and it's so boring. To watch DR1 and go "i hate this movie bc Ilsa's death was pointless" and to keep thinking that even after you've cooled off is imo a media literacy failure. like, DID WE FUCKING WATCH THE SAME MOVIE?

did anyone else see Ethan's introduction to the movie, where he gets to play an elder member of this organization basically inducting and welcoming someone into the fold with a distant kindness?

did anyone else see how the Entity affects the entire western intelligence community and cements them as the villain while the IMF are fighting to maintain basic free will?

did anyone notice the purposeful contrasts, how everyone swayed by the Entity's potential power exist in flashy ultra modern sets while Ethan's team live in the warm shadows of old abandoned buildings?

how about the return of Kittridge, the spectre of history and obligation cast over everyone?

HOW ABOUT REFASHIONING THE MYTHOS OF THE IMF INTO A "CHOICE" EXPLICITLY MAKING ALL OF THESE PEOPLE SELF-SELECTING AGENTS OF OUTRAGEOUS ALTRUISM. I'm sorry but how the fuck are people not losing their fucking minds over the fact Christopher fucking McQuarrie has been building on this IDEA since Ghost Protocol, that Ethan Hunt doesn't believe in the trolley problem, that if you present him with a trolley problem he will try to kill himself pushing the trolley off the tracks, there are no acceptable losses even in the face of nuclear armageddon, and they made it fucking CANON

and then they made Luther and Benji go "well yeah that's the IMF, we all chose to be this kind of batshit fanatical to the preservation of life"

Ilsa died OPTING INTO THAT. she was never IMF, she was a loner who occasionally fell into the orbit of Ethan and co, and rather than leaving it up to Ethan to make a choice, she walks open-eyed to save a woman she doesn't even know because why would that matter do you get it yet, we're talking about themes here

I'm just. I get it. Or I got it. For the first few weeks after DR1 came out, ppl were sad that Ilsa died

but now that we are this far out from it and people are still saying "her death was pointless", my patience is done. you failed to read the movie. which pisses me off because i am super into what this movie, this franchise, is trying to say!

anyway yeah my name is arcturus, i love ilsa faust, and i love that she died because her death fucking meant something /jazzhands

#threeoaksy #mission impossible #dead reckoning spoilers

[kitsuvil]

ayato's bodyguards — picturesque

Ayato; Photography major. Even though Ayato is very often busy with work and business trips, he decided to enroll to live a life like the other people around him. He’s aware that he leads a different life, but he doesn’t like feeling so distant from being a normal person. He enjoys learning more than one would think, but wishes his career didn't get in the way of that. Sometimes he asks Thoma to take the role of bodyguard for him so his fans in the same major don't get all over him, but they’re already inseparable as is so it comes naturally. He’s usually pretty cheesy to his friends and not so formal like he would act to a stranger or a work colleague. Housemates with Thoma and Ayaka.

— ♥︎

Ayaka; Anthropology major. She’s a very supportive friend and hardworking, but she doesn’t let any of her success get to her head. She’s the type to take her friends out to dinner and pay for them to show her thanks for them being there. Sometimes she feels lonely, but she knows that things aren’t like they were in her childhood anymore when all responsibility was on her. She has friends and her brother who would do anything to share some of the burdens she handles. Housemates with Ayato and Thoma.

—♥︎

Thoma; Animal sciences major. He’s been beside the Kamisato siblings since middle school, in the process gaining himself a position as their sort-of ‘right hand man’. He goes with them to any events, but isn’t as popular in the media as Ayaka and Ayato are. Outside of the public, he’s studying to become a veterinarian. He’s also very supportive of all his friends, especially the ones that are more often treated like ‘outcasts’, like Kazuha or Gorou. He knows how it feels, although he knows a lot of people now, in middle school he was more of a loner because he didn’t fit into any cliques. Housemates with Kamisatos.

—♥︎

Yoimiya; Child psychology major. She is possibly one of the most optimistic people you’ll ever meet and even when she knows that things aren’t all that great, she’ll go out of her way to keep the energy stable. She wants to in the future work at a nursery of sorts, or anything that dabbles in taking care of children, she wants to give them the experience of a lifetime after seeing how bad society treats the youth. With her friends, she makes it clear that she adores her friendships and loved ones, she’s often clingy. Solo dorm room.

—♥︎

Kazuha; Literature major. Other than the immediate friends he talks to, everyone else is just an acquaintance to him. One of those ‘everyone knows him but no one knows him personally’ types. Contrary to the loner qualities he has, Kazuha often isn’t home. Though he is either at a cafe, a record store, a library, really anywhere that he can let his creativity flow. Sometimes that might be Heizou’s dorm. He’s content with his friendships, and towards them he acts quite normal. When alone in public, he’s much more reserved and almost mysterious. Solo dorm room.

— once again, i sadly announce. no individual twt profiles bcs twinote wanted to be a baby and not let me add profile headers

— back to the masterlist !

#genshin impact #genshin #ayato x y/n #ayato fluff #ayato headcanons #ayato x reader #ayato #kamisato ayato #genshin ayato #kamisato estate #genshin kamisato ayato #kamisato ayato x reader #kamisato #genshin impact smau #genshin smau #ayato smau #smau #picturesque smau #picturesque #genshinimpact #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact headcanons #mins coffin

[wayfayrr]

long unorganized idea!! apologies for any spelling mistakes!!

finished reading part 2 of sage and reader landing in regular earth and the idea of them both slowly becoming domestic hit me in the head with a metal bat. Assuming they're both staying for a while, theyre going to need money! reader falls into somewhat of a provider position for sage!! they work hard all day and come home to an eagerly awaiting sage.

Sage, while happy it's just the both of them, he would probably go a little crazy because "how am i supposed to protect you!" its a brand new--and modern at that- world for him. this means new competition, and it wont be as easy for him to fully have reader to himself anymore. friends and family are major obstacles compared to some blonde fools back in hyrule. And unless reader is a bit of a loner, or doesn't have the best relationship with family, its going to be harder for him. As well as he cant be around them 24/7 (while reader could work from home, i love the idea of them holding an office job more. coming home tired making them even more like putty for him. hes there and ready to dote on a tired reader after such a stressful day but not to worry he'll make it all better)

I have this idea that he slowly falls into a househusband???(idk) role. While he may not be able to financially provide, he can cook you delicious meals and bake perfect deserts!! He can make his new home as enticing as it needs to be to keep you there with him. I just imagine him clinging to reader, buttering them up with his cooking and affection

oh, your friends wanted to hang out after your shift? but reader! you been gone for so long! he's having such a hard time adjusting and needs you home. Just like the gloom, hes playing for pity points (and winning them) so reader comes and dotes on the poor (pathetic) man.

I think sage would realize how he has to do this in slow and small incrimates. Hes smart and calculated, despite his lies, he has a good grasp on reader's world. Slowly, he pulls them away from friends and family. Why would they need anyone when he's here to care for them? Unless absolutely necessary, there's minimal communication with the outside world. There's mandatory dinner for work? Your raise is dependent on it? I suppose we can go, but he has his arm wrapped protectively around their waist the entire time, and he routes towards the door once you can leave. Come on, cant we go home now? His arm's starting to hurt.

overall just gradual manipulation that keeps pushing reader into his arms.

Since he's not in Hyrule anymore, I imagine he gets phantom pains in his arm. like since he's not in a magical(?) land anymore, and his arm isnt natural, he gets phantom pains or small muscle cramps. Obviously while not happy about that, just another factor in his advantage. If he goes out the house he just wears a long sleeve that covers his hand, has pockets, or gloves.

OR

because his arm was Rauru's arm, he actually loses a good portion of his arm on earth, bc what if earth reverses all like mystic/fantasy stuff although that could contradict his existence?? or it just makes him more human-ey?? anyways his arm would probably end around mid bicep, still gets phantom pains. his ears are also normal now! he and reader are now matching!

sage is hardworking and persistent. the angering amount of patience he had to give pays off in time when he finally has reader all to himself. maybe now he can actually rest, especially that hylia and the others dont exist here. hes fully broken away from being a hero and has you at his side, he couldn't be happier!!

ugajsk my mind is mush and this could be out of character for him but i cannot get domestic sage out of my head just them falling into domestic routine once everything is said and done

imagine grocery shopping with him

tldr househusband sage discovers modern amenities, food prices, ect and goes bananas

OKAY BUT ANON THAT SUCH A BIG BRAIN IDEA, SOFT DOMESTIC SAGE IS THE BEST????

Sage as a house husband is just??? This is like perfect for his character!?? He's already got the personality for it, just gotta throw him an apron and get him a ring to prove he's yours.

@neverchecking, @eternadreeblissa I feel like this is something you'd enjoy for sage.

Him slowly trying to isolate the reader from everyone they've ever known and cared about like how he's isolated? And how he just knows how to play up being trapped in a modern world for pity, he really has reader wrapped around his finger. He'd start to adapt far quicker than he let on, learning to read written languages. Who knows, maybe he finds a surprising taste in true crime shows?

And the mandatory work events? He'd both loathe them and love the chance to come off as this perfect trophy husband at readers side, to let anyone else there know reader is his. and his alone. And I was actually panning to have him meet some of readers friends! not quite in a thing to do with work but just as a causal meet up at their place so there's no way out!

Also about his arm just being gone? Like hello?? He would absolutely play that up for pity points, and he would get them. Yeah prosthetics exist here but they aren't easy to get or learn to use. And with the disappearance of his pointed ears, he wouldn't even be able to be called hylian anymore so he'd have another thing of hylia's put firmly behind him.

Personally, my favourite thing like that to happen would be a mix, where he keeps some traits but others become more dulled. He keeps the arm's abilities but it looks more human-like now than before, his ears are still pointed but now they look more like what is possible for humans than how exaggerated hylian ears are.

as for grocery shopping and shopping in general, he'd be so sceptical of letting reader eat anything brought from a store - he has no way to make sure they're safe!! so I raise you sage becoming a gardener, even if it's just little window sill herbs or tomatoes, granted he'd still have to shop for most things in this world. He'd just far prefer to go as far back the line as he can, buying from farmers' markets even if it meant having to travel further for things he needs. One bonus is that markets like that can sometimes be cheaper, as long as he's willing to argue with the sellers.

#I love House husband sage #this is just AHHH #lu sage #yandere lu sage #linked universe x reader #yandere linked universe #yandere linked universe x reader #moss✦answers

[onsunnyside]

ok ok some thots some thots.. 

stepbro!curtis went to hs with prissy!reader and him and her preppy boyfriend ransom absolutely detested one another. curtis was a loner that smoked under the bleachers and wore jeans with oil stains on them. he was notorious for getting into fights and most people in town believed he was headed nowhere good. maybe even the reader turned her nose up at him. maybe he wants to get revenge on her and ransom for the way they treated him in high school. i can see him taking great joy in cornering her in the kitchen in the middle of the night or making her grasp her towel tighter when she opens the bathroom door and he’s standing there with a lopsided smirk. ransom or andy or whoever would go absolutely fucking nuts because this scumfuck is living across the hall from his girl. omg the reader getting into fights with her boyfriend in the driveway about her new living arrangement and curtis hearing every word. maybe he’d develop real feelings. who knows. just thots.

this is perfect !! your parents got married while you two were off at the same college. curtis still works at the mechanic's bc your parents have cut off his allowance until he cleans up his act ("he's just as bad as he was in high school... you keep saying he'll get better but he hasn't." poor baby 🥺). he actually likes working there with his co-workers, and he's saved up enough to buy a motorcycle himself !!

ugh but one day, you and your boyfriend pull up in his fucking Beemer. he remembers all the shit you and ransom (mainly ransom) used to pull. like when he was forced to work on that asshole's car while you two made out/sneaked off to the washroom to fuck. now you and curtis are living in the same house with your newlywed parents, trying to adjust to the new arrangements while balancing your college careers.

"Baby, you know what my parents are going to say—"

"You'd rather stay in that house with the creep than come stay with me?"

You sigh, "I can't, Ran. You know that." Curtis bets you're fluttering your lashes and pouting, that same look that has gotten you everything you've ever asked for. "They already think we're getting serious too soon."

Ransom crosses his arms, and his once-perfectly styled hair falls over his forehead, "So? He's trash, I know he's gonna fucking touch you, violate you. And you must want that if you haven't moved out yet!"

You deeply inhale, irritation bubbling in your stomach. "Maybe not all of us are trust fund babies who can live every day leeching off their family's legacy." You don't stay to hear anything else he has to say and storm inside the house, still all dolled up for your (now cancelled) date.

Ransom tries to follow you, only to get the front door slammed in his face. "Woah—baby, hey! Wait!" He knocks loudly, "baby, I'm sorry! Open up!" All his attempts are futile as Curtis hears you race up the stairs and shut your bedroom door.

He feels bad for you. He never knew much of your relationship with Ransom, but he knew you've been dating since high school. And when Ransom announced he wasn't going off to some elite college because he wanted to stay close to you, everyone knew it was more than just a teenage fling. But that certainly didn't mean he was right for you.

Ransom glances up at the opened window and is only met with swaying curtains. He's fuming, fists clenched so tightly that his nails pierce his skin. His gaze lands on a motorcycle in the driveway, "Fucking trailer trash."

dark bad boy!stepbro!curtis anyone 😳😳 mayhaps... it was all about revenge at first, but then curtis actually falls for you and wants better for you in whatever twisted way he deems as deserving

#bad boy stepbro!curtis #tw stepcest #wips ask #sonny drabbles #curtis everett #curtis everett fanfic #curtis everett fanfiction #curtis everett x reader #stepbrother curtis everett #stepbrother!curtis everett #bratty!reader #brat!reader #ransom drysdale #ransom drysdale fanfic #ransom drysdale fanfiction #ransom drysdale x reader #ransom drysdale drabble #curtis everett drabble

[nyaagolor]

(Ask for SV asks and I who also vibrated alone for months will answer-)

Do you think Nemona or Arven attended school when the bullying was really bad? Do you think either of them were targeted?

I’m personally impartial to Nemona having been picked on but in enough of a backhanded compliment way that she didn’t quite realize they were deliberately trying to be mean to her kind of way

SOLIDARITY

So i'll be honest I am not entirely positive what the timeline is for SV (which I promise is relevant). It's smth I really should try and figure out but I keep getting distracted so forgive me while I guess here. We know Arven barely comes to school after Mabosstiff is hurt, and iirc that happens a year before the protagonist moves to Paldea (someone says smth about Arven having a rough year so I'm taking that literally). Team Star forms + Penny is sent to Galar a year and a half before the protagonist moves in, so I can only assume that both Nemona and Arven were at least somewhat regularly attending classes while the bullies were there. We know Nemona is a straight A student and shows up to class regularly, with nothing to indicate this is new / she didn't attend class before, and Arven not attending class bc of Mabosstiff is mentioned to be a recent change in his behavior. TLDR I think they both attended the school when the bullying was happening and went to class regularly

THAT BEING SAID i think both of them had some school issues. I don't explicitly think Arven got made fun of per say, but I do think the expectations put on him by teachers or peers and the general reality of Being The Professor's Kid gave him a whole bevy of issues. Also I don't think he's very booksmart. Bad combo overall. Generally his prickly personality and complicated relationship with his parents and legacy lead me to believe he's a bit of a loner and mostly kept to himself. Couple that with bad grades and you have a recipe for the kid never picked for the group projects who isn't in any clubs and who eats lunch outside by himself. I think people might whisper things behind his back, but I also don't think he was really targeted because people were afraid of his parents and also he's just a naturally intimidating kinda person (mix of his stature, status, and RBF). Because of this, I also think Arven didn't really know much about the bullying. Imo he was pretty isolated from school culture as a whole, so he never really caught wind of any of the bullying that happened or anything with Team Star. In his lane, (not) thriving and (not) flourishing

Nemona, on the other hand. Hooooo boy. Penny, who was bullied enough to start a gang, calls the current school "sunshine and rainbows" but we see in the postgame that people are still uncomfortable with and isolating Nemona. She's being avoided and talks about being dismissed but we can see people are at least trying to be nice currently-- I don't think the previous school environment would be quite that considerate. Much like what happens in the postgame, I think people's true feelings don't register with her. With someone as enthusiastic, friendly, and socially oblivious as she is I find it hard to believe she wasn't bullied by the same people who harassed Team Star. I hate to say it but she's someone that strikes me as ridiculously easy to mess with and far too nice to ever retaliate, which is basically like bully catnip. People definitely sent her "invitations to battle" they would never show up to just to see how long she would wait there or assuage her with backhanded compliments just to laugh at her not understanding she was being made fun of. And if I'm being completely honest? I still don't think Nemona ever realized what it all was. I genuinely do not think Nemona realizes the extent to which people avoid her currently and I don't think she recognizes she had been bullied. It's not that she's stupid I just think the combination of her being so genuinely friendly and socially oblivious means it all goes over her head. On the bright side it means she's way better adjusted than the rest of them

#headcanons #mod vex #ask #nemona #arven

[fallenclan]

OHH MYRTLEPAW BELOVED... DELIGHT in how you draw them / their general vibe they're soso cute :3. I think he and Mistlekit should get to bond over similar names. Him and Bristleheart too maybe, in that they're in the nursery at the same time and Mistle is probably pretty lonely... Similar names former loner solidarity ! Admittedly all the basis I have for this is that, but I do think it'd be cute... Especially with Mistle having been left behind, the idea of him having some older cats with similar experiences (confident and charismatic, too! More likely to reach out...) as a support system charms me a lot.

. OH MY GOD I FORGOT THISTLE . SHE FITS NEAR PURRFECTLY AS WELL... Former kittypet, but I think there's still a similarity :} and through him, Boulderstep; Bristle's kits through him and the nursery in general, likely Bub through Myrtlepaw as another former loner if they get on well, so on...

(Bashful gesture) heheh, apawlogy, the thought of a kid all on his own in an intimidating new world finding bonds and solidarity with the cats around him enough to feel safe and secure there in them got me. He's imaginative, he probably spends a fair deal of time in his own head, I picture him as kind of quiet myself, but the thought of him going from spending nights staring up at the sky and wondering after his mom, hoping she'll come back for him, to hearing stories from Bristleheart (the truth stretched just a Little for the sake of a good story, commentated on by Night and Quail for as long as they can stay awake to listen), or about apprentice training from Myrtle (with his current injury, I can imagine a kinda cute little "haha, maybe our tails'll match soon" exchange), or from Thistle about her time adjusting to clan life, maybe even from Boulder about different clans, and so on...

(.AND BRISTLE AND MYRTLE MIGHT HAVE TIME TO BOND BC MYRTLE'S HAVING AN INJURY LOOKED AFTER!! Charismatic & confident >:D KAHAHAA...)

(draping myself kittyishly across a nearby structure, staring up at the sky) I wonder if he still thinks about his mom, even after time has passed, the wound's less fresh... He's imaginative. I wonder if he tries to think up stories about what she might be doing, adventures she could be going on, so dangerous she couldn't risk bringing him. Maybe someone nudged him towards it, some quiet conversation in which he bared his heart, looking for guidance - "What do you think she's doing now?" A way to keep her in his heart, without it hurting as much. He probably understands what actually happened, to some degree. Someday, if not now. (Personally, I concur with the thought that she gave him up because she knew she was going to die soon.) Still, the story persists... She might end up more a character than a memory, at some point, but sometimes that's how things happen. He keeps her with him. I think he might write stories if he were a person. Maybe he'll tell them to some kit himself, someday...

SORRY. ^ THOUGHT TOO MUCH.

ANYWAY!!! MISC THOUGHTS. I think Bristleheart is probably pretty respectable as a medic, just divorced from the holy aspect that clan cats associate with the role. Maybe as a loner, he had to focus more on prevention than treatment - likely limited stores of herbs if any, less cats to have to care for, therefore more of a "take advantage of what you have/can find when you need, before things get worse" approach. It's impractical for a clan of so many cats to have each cat have some travelling herbs occasionally (or so, vague example) in the months they know sickness is more likely (to bolster their immune systems, or so), but not so bad an idea when you're just taking care of your kittens, or giving some cat who came to see you and herb and advice, you know? He'd probably have to relearn some things in a clan setting, but I think he'd contribute good, new ideas just as surely. Sunwish had to learn everything from scratch, after all - she knew a lot, by the end, and definitely enough to keep the clan afloat for a long while, but she didn't know every plant around the area! Certainly not those beyond the clan's borders. I think Bristle's knowledge certainly won't rival it - there's bound to be overlap, after all, and Fallenclan's medicine cats have figured out a lot - but it'll be a definitely handy addition! A new perspective... As far as character goes, I think he's pretty respectable. Some combination of "fake it til you make it" and genuinely just being sure in what he does. He does what he does well. (SIDENOTE: HIS FANGS AND HIS KITTENS HAVING ONE EACH ARE REALLY, REALLY CUTE...) And I think his kits have inherited that, a little! They don't really have a reason to believe things won't work out, because he's been doing all he can to make sure they do. He seems reliable to me.

Myrtlepaw... I think they're cute <3 a little unsure of things, but he's finding his feet okay, being charismatic probably doesn't hurt. I'll have to wait a see a little more of what they're like! :3

(BONUS: If Bub DID get sort of close with Mistle through Myrtle it is very very cute to me to consider him reflecting on it as practice if him and Willow ever have kits.) (. If they have had kits and I have somehow fully forgotten I am So Sorry,)

ALSO. OHHHHGHGH BRAMBLE FIC... MOSS AND SALMON FIC.... WE'RE EATING WELL RECENTLY IM HOWLING AND WAILING ABOUT BOTH

AND SALMON KITS!!! AWWWW... HELL YEAH HELL YEAH HELL YEAH

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"the thought of a kid all on his own in an intimidating new world finding bonds and solidarity with the cats around him enough to feel safe and secure there in them got me" AUGHHHHHHHHHHH BLACK CAT YOU ARE DRIVING ME TO INSANITYYYY THIS IS SO CUTE

you are so so right btw. and the idea of Bub taking Mistle under his wing is so adorable aughh

#so many thoughts #fallenasks #black cat anon

[d10nyx]

nyx u r COOKIN!!! im doin whimsically & accept ur proposal<3!! & HAHA TYSM ur making me blush >w< ..yes!! since he’s such a loner, he’s a lil rough when touching reader bc he’s so unfamiliar w the female body—he’s only seen this stuff in magazines!. mfs just so fascinated! from shy little brushes against the hand to straight up squeezing her chest. popping a boner at being so close to her, sniffing her hair & maybe even cutting a bit off when she’s 2 busy crying; a little something to add onto his souvenirs like ”oh nooo, ur bf is gone? that’s too baddd.. that’s right let it all outt.. *snip snip*” LMFAO

makes READER feel bad if she is weirded out,, like “oh u don’t like this?? then ig u don’t like me either.. it’s ok nobody does :/“ & just uses his loneliness against her! looks like a kicked puppy, how could u not let him bury his face between ur thighs when he’s sooo hungry to touch & be touched? (◞‸◟).. but if she’s still being ”difficult”, he’ll snap again & take what he wants! she might not see the outside world or loved ones again, but will become familiar w the inside of his closet! no one’ll know tht it was him who kidnapped her bc.. well, uh, who’s leon again? (& leon is a gentleman! returning from lectures, he revises notes & teaches reader himself so she keeps up w studies. if she can recite all the info while stuffing her w his cock when it comes to ‘testing’, she passes + is rewarded w his cum! :3)

..but if things go well & she’s nice enough (letting him touch her) & he reluctantly lets her go back to her room, this man is going to sniff da FUCK out of the sheets and/or any other thing she touched moment she’s gone. leon keeps the tissues she used to wipe her tears & snot too. humps his bed while inhaling her lingering scent til he’s sobbing from overstimulation & his covers are messy. laundry can wait; bro has to smell her for as long as possible! kisses the pics of reader on his wall right on the lips goodnight erry nite <3

developed like 4 more ideas just writing this out SIGH…

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OMFG THE HAIR CUTTING SNDJKSBDJSS... you are whimsical omfg these ideas have me bouncing off the walls like a nutter

he is like... basically violent with the way he gropes reader omfg he's so overwhelmed he wants to just squeeze her tits as hard as he can to get a good grip. AND THE KIDNAPPING?!?!??! damn.

leon is the type of guy to open up the closet to a tied up and gagged reader only to be like "honey, i'm home!!". and when he plays w her he really doesn't care about overstimulation. he can't stop himself at all. like he probably eats her out for hours, only to fuck her until he's literally sobbing bcs his dick hurts ksjsbsksbsjns sorry i'm dead your asks always send me to heaven

also don't be shy... send the rest in >:)

#asks <3 #🍼anon #guiltripping is my bread and butter anon you get me

[seolinah]

some new test muses -- if you're interested give this a like and i'll message you or lmk which one you like and i'll write you a starter with them !

park jae-hwa | fc: go min-so | social media influencer & model | vampire (if spn verse) | bisexual

selfish and greedy, does what's necessary to get what she wants; uses her looks to get ahead; deeply insecure about her upbringing so she lies about her past; relies heavily on her brother to get her out of the consequences of her actions

zachary davis | fc: josh hutcherson | journalist | heterosexual

awkward loner type but tries badly to socialize; came from nothing and has had to work twice as hard to get anywhere in his life; always trying to find the next big story to try and make a name for himself

johanna ryeo | fc: catherine haena kim | cello player | bisexual

was considered child prodigy in the music world; used to perfection in all aspects of her life and very ambitious; willing to do what it takes to remain on top and relevant

simone jensen | fc: rachel hilson | tutor & graduate student | bisexual

makes a living tutoring students of rich families in english, history, and piano; typically hates the families she works but is jealous of what they have

park jae-sung | fc: lee jongsuk | software engineer | vampire (if spn verse) | bisexual

was expected to take care of his family, especially his sister, and grew kind of resentful of it; tends to be on the antisocial side; if a vampire - cannot control his thirst & was turned against his will by his sister

jennifer chu | fc: son na-eun | dancer | bisexual

l*ve quinn coded; desperately wants to be in love and loved but is afraid they won't like the real her; can be on the obsessive side and will form a co-dependent/toxic relationship with you; will kill to protect someone she loves

hannah won | fc: yang hyeji | interior designer | bisexual

based on the book home before dark by riley sager; her family's famous because her father wrote a best selling "memoir" about their family fleeing a haunted house they lived in while she was a child; estranged from her family bc she thinks it's all lies despite not remembering anything about her childhood; has currently inherited said-haunted house after her parents' passing

carina torres | fc: carmela zumbado | former actress | bisexual

washed-up child/teen actress who barely gets roles anymore; constantly in tabloids for poor behavior; recently is growing concerned about her money drying up and very desperate to keep her current lifestyle up

david crawford | fc: penn badgley | mostly unemployed | heterosexual

libby day from dark places coded; sole survivor of a family murder that became an unsolved cold case; has made a living through donations he received from anonymous strangers but that well has slowly been drying up as he got older; makes appearances or speaks publicly for a fee

samuel hino | fc: andrew koji | professor | heterosexual

son of a serial killer; turned in his father for his crimes once his father tried to get him to kill too; still struggles with what he's grown up with; is concerned will end up having the same darkness as his father and maybe already does but doesn't know it yet

#indie rp #indie supernatural rp #indie crime rp #indie bi rp #indie horror rp #[ ooc ] #// open to new peeps or peeps i'm already writing with!