#and still going along with it anyway because its easier to give them this small brief happiness now

[whiskeyswifty]

there's something about "you won't remember all my champagne problems" -> "put on your records and regret meeting me" that i can't articulate like... how her music is so littered with wishes and hopes that they'll/we'll/you'll remember her, but here is the rare thread where for once, she wishes they'd forget her. she hopes for mercy from the pain she caused them. it's so much more than an apology for wrongdoing, it's more like an apology for starting something she knew she couldn't finish, for knowing she was going to poison the water first, for how she poisoned them forever in a way they may not have deserved entirely and will never be able to shake, just, you know, for always knowing, if not deep down, how it was going to end and still deciding to say hello in the first place. but more than anything, it's an apology for not feeling any regrets for the pain she caused them, not really, not when it came down to them or her and she knew she would choose herself every time without hesitation or remorse, and for how easy that choice was to make when pushed to make it, and that's reckoning with a colder, darker side of yourself that touches on something i deeply relate to and wish i didn't.

#like it pokes at that thing inside of some of us that can't help hurting other people sometimes #not maliciously just like knowing what they want and knowing you'll never give it #and still going along with it anyway because its easier to give them this small brief happiness now #maybe it's that you hope you'll be different this time #or you hope THEY will make you behave differently because you'll grow to love them in a way that changes how you feel apathy towards them #but deep down you know they won't and you won't and it all ends the same #and STILL you feel no remorse or regret because you had to save yourself from a situation that didn't suit you #even if you're the one who put yourself there #i mean lesbianism is at the core of mine so i can't speak for her but #yeah

[swiggity-swexual-i-am-asexual]

Basically, it’s discovered that to help stabilize Danielle, aka Ellie, it’d be best to have her be smaller. She refused to be turned into a kid by Frostbite/her own power ability, when Danny remembered the shrink ray his parents made. The side effect is that they’re kind of stuck as humans when they’re that small—they can use some ghost powers, but basically, it’s a weird side effect of the shrink ray. That’s canon, by the fucking way, lmao

Anyways, so Ellie agrees, and Danny will shrink himself with the ray to her size to help her out when needed/when she wants company her size, with Jazz, Sam, and Tucker occasionally helping out. Sam buys one of those really ornate Victorian dollhouses, with wooden everything, and Danny does some… renovations… so that it no longer opens and is a proper house. There’s still some oddities because it’s a dollhouse originally, but it was easier and faster to give her a home. One of the first additions was a water/wastewater system, followed like two hours later by an electrical system. Since it was so small, Danny was able to do it fairly quickly in his big size, occasionally going small and using the small window for using his powers to double check on things.

The water system had to be refilled every week, unless hooked up to a plumbing system in a house, which Danny made some outlets for in Jazz’s room—it was easier and had significantly less questions/didn’t stand out as much if placed in Jazz’s room. They usually did it every three days, though, as the plug-in process was still a bit… hinky. The tanks for holding the water were in the ‘basement’, which was mostly inaccessible from the inside of the dollhouse but basically looked like a big stand the dollhouse stayed on. Like someone ripped a full house out of the ground WITH the basement attached. There was a small access hallway down some stairs in the house for the clean water system, though.

The electric system was fairly simple, as it didn’t cost much energy to light a dollhouse and heat/cool water. There was an AC unit, Ellie’s request, but it hardly was used and was fairly efficient just due to pure size. It was fueled by ecto batteries, which Danny made sure had a few rechargability options—just because it was efficient energy didn’t mean it didn’t ever need recharging. There was a very small ecto filter, but due to its relative small size, was easy to clean and was fairly stable, so they had a whole closet of them just chilling out, both filled and empty. The battery itself could be charged by ecto sources, Danny’s own blood, or ambient ectoplasm gained by using something that looked like a solar panel and a satellite dish had a child that the batter could be placed in. The hookup also allowed for like… normal D cell batteries.

They would buy dollhouse furniture, and occasionally just buy the big version then shrink it down. Ellie had a huge old house to herself, basically, might as well go ham. And she had a fun time with the designer doll clothes Sam liked to get, although the cheap doll clothes from the store were also fun. Best option was just buying normal clothes and shrinking them, but using things that were already small or just making stuff using normal sized objects was fun.

At some point, though, the Fenton siblings decide to go on a trip. Ellie begs to be taken along, and Jazz agrees—there’s a doll showcase in Gotham, and Jazz wanted to see if anything caught Ellie’s interest. Danny, having a room in the dollhouse himself, also went along. Might as well make it a sibling’s trip, right?

Ellie can be full size for small chunks of time, which they did while exploring the expo. They found some cool things to add, and some doll clothes Ellie was far too interested in trying on, as well as some to force on Danny later. He sighed, but like—that’s his little cousin-sister, he’d put up with it. After all, he learned how to plumb an entire (miniature) house in two days when she refused to move in until it had a fully functional bathroom, so.

Anyways!

They have a fun time, and sure, lugging the relatively giant dollhouse was a PAIN, but it was Ellie’s home, and some stabilizing tech made it relatively safe to move without risking everything freaking breaking. They load everything in again, and the dollhouse is now restocked with clothes, tiny furniture, and a lot of shrunken supplies—some foods are just hard to work with full size, and are easier to shrink, okay? Also soap, paper goods, pencils and pens, books, etc. Jazz loads the thing into her car, and Danny offers to stay with Ellie in the dollhouse—so Jazz gets them in, and shrinks them down, holding onto the shrink ray in the meantime.

All is going relatively well in Gotham traffic until there’s a rogue attack.

Go figure.

Jazz ends up unconscious, and Danny and Ellie can’t do anything before the rogue is taken care of and a paramedic team comes up. They hide back in the dollhouse, listening as the medics say she seems to be okay, just unconscious. A relief, but now they’re taking Jazz away. Fenton luck states she’s one of the few actually injured. The Bat Brigade comes by, and Batman notices that there’s a wallet for one Danny Fenton. Red Robin confirms that Jazz was likely here with at least two other people, based on the ticket stubs for the expo. However, there is a strange lack of social media presence, Danny doesn’t have a photo ID, and there’s no way of knowing for SURE that it was just Danny with her, if it was just two other people, or if Danny was in the car with her. Still, as they can’t find him but DO have his sister and his wallet, they assume he might be missing, possibly kidnapped.

The Gotham PD of course take in the car, although it’s pretty trashed. Knowing well and good that the dollhouse and such things are actually quite expensive, Commissioner Gordon mentions that it wouldn’t be a bad idea for Batman to maybe hold onto the Fenton’s things that *aren’t* related to the investigation.

Batman just takes everything. Including a rather peculiar looking gun that seems to have sustained some damage during the attack and car crash.

Gordon sighs. Figures.

So, Danny and Ellie end up in Wayne Manor. Most of the things end up in the Batcave, but Alfred insists that they place the doll things upstairs in the manor proper—the cave isn’t *that* damp, but doll things are small and delicate. So, upstairs they go.

At first, it’s fine. Danny and Ellie are fine in the dollhouse, and it’ll be at least a week before any of the systems NEED to be worked with.

Then Ellie ends up with a massive migraine. She gets them, on occasion, a sort of growing pain. Usually, they just shrink some medicine for her as she needs it, because she’s like—twelve. While they did have some medicine that had been pre-shrunk, when they were stocking up in Gotham, it turns out pain medicine was more expensive there. Not by much, but they figured—they’ll just stock up in Amity Park, they’ll be there in two days.

Haha. Nope.

So, Danny finally has to venture out. He lucks into finding the first aid kit—why there was one in the main living room, he’s not sure—and is currently working on trying to get open the blister packet of an ibuprofen when Alfred finds him.

Alfred stares at this tiny boy with a tiny make-shift knife trying to get into… over the counter pain medication.

Danny stares at this butler guy who had very gently cleaned the outside and noted the strange fact that the dollhouse did not open.

Danny waves at Alfred.

Alfred waves a tiny finger back.

“Hello,” Alfred says softly, which is fantastic because loud noises could get painful—part of the reason for Ellie’s headache was an argument between Tim and Damian. “How do you do?”

Danny hesitates, before he makes an exaggerated so-so gesture.

“You understand me?”

Danny nods—it’s rare for people to understand what he’s saying when he’s 5 inches tall.

“How wonderful,” Alfred smiles. “And how can I help our young guest tonight?”

Danny gestures to the blister packet.

“Pain medication? Isn’t that a little bit large for you.”

The teen thinks for a second on how to communicate. He points to the pill, then makes a slight show of pretending to grind something, like a mortar and pestle.

Thankfully, Alfred got the idea. “Would it be easier if I ground it up for you?”

Danny takes a moment to think before accepting with an enthusiastic nod.

“Very well,” Alfred says, taking the blister packet in one hand. He then hold his other out, palm up, like a platform. “Would you like to come with me?”

Danny ‘his survival instincts died when he did’ Fenton gets into Alfred’s hand.

Alfred grinds up the pill into a fine powder. Danny hands him a tiny bottle—still large in Danny’s hands, as it was not a shrunk bottle—that he had tied around his waist. Alfred fills it, and hands it back.

“I assume you came from the tiny house we have in our living room?”

Danny again nods. Alfred takes him there, setting him down outside the front door. Danny bows, and sure it’s Japanese as hell, and he’s white as all get out, but it’s a generally understood gesture of thanks. He hopes.

Alfred understands it just fine. “I bid you goodnight, then. Perhaps we will talk more, when you are feeling better?”

Danny hesitates, again, but he nods. Alfred had been nice enough, so far.

Danny heads in, quickly measuring out the medicine—shrunk pressure plates and scales and weights made what it was measuring relative—to him the weights on the hand balance scale felt the same weight. Ellie got her medicine, and they both went back to sleep.

He told her in the morning what happened. Ellie was strangely gung-ho about meeting this butler guy, and so—when no one else was around—, she and Danny went onto the tiny balcony as Alfred came in to dust.

“Oh my,” he said. “There’s two of you, now. Should I expect more?”

Both of them did an exaggerated ‘no’ dance.

“Very well, I don’t believe I’ve introduced myself. I’m Alfred Pennyworth, the family butler. Welcome to Wayne Manor.”

#dp x dc #dpxdc #dc x dp #danny phantom #prompt #I’m clearing out my notes and idk if I’ll continue this but figured it worked out well for a prompt? #do as you will

[a-twistedheartslonging]

*cough cough* so uh.... nonhuman jade??? I feel like he would frog blink at me

Either that or not blink at all/hardly blink, most fish don't have eyelids, and even though he and the other mers do it's not like they would need to underwater. Tbh Seb and Mal would prob do that weird blink.

Anyway, since He and Floyd are the same kind of creature, stuff from Floyd's post will be repeated.

He still has his ear and arm fins even with the potion. He can make his ear fins wiggle and droop and they will sometimes do it unconsciously, perhaps because of how he’s feeling or if he’s eating or sucking on something. Unlike Floyd, Jade will do his best to control it since that shows his emotions and he doesn't want others to be able to read him, though that's not to say he won’t do it on purpose like when he fake cries. The whole “being able to produce tears” thing wasn't something he could do until he got on land. Fish don't have or need tear ducts. Still, if it's just the two of you he might give a fin wiggle to hear you giggle, he be silly like that sometimes,

He can make the arm fins flare out and go down so he can get shirts on easier, and they will flare out when trying to be threatening.

Still keeps some of his eel coloring and stripes along with his claws. His hands start with that not-quite-white he has and become more of that green-blue going up.

His fingers have little bits of webbing and...are kind of creepily long. 

Doesn’t blink as often as a human should and his eyes glow in the dark, along with his habit of staring it can be a bit startling. 

Like his brother, is very instant on getting you in the water with him for some reason. If you can't swim, he'll offer to let you ride him. Though he is capable of outspending a broom you don't worry about him trying to zoom like Floyd, that doesn't mean he won't try to scare you in the water though. He may be more polite than his brother but he's still a little shit.

Has no belly button or nips.

Has a very strong interest in your feet and legs, especially with how…soft they are. In the official manga, we get to see that Floyd isn't the only touchy eel, though he isn't…rough about it like Floyd. Well, not as long as it's you. He loves to poke, squeeze, and rub them. Very very badly wants to bite but…he’s a gentleman. At least until you guys are together, and he has permission, expect to look like you got nabbed by a small shark then after.

He can't help but be fascinated by how different your body is, he really does want to study you, though funnily enough he gets a bit of stage fright if you try doing the same.

Is a fan of those small clawless hands. Seeing how they prune up when wet for too long, holding them and enjoying that soft warmth. He’s bigger than plenty of people but gets a special kick out of how big you make him feel.

His skin feels different from what humans have but isn't quite the same as when in his eel form. It's soft but also…thick. There’s no way you would be able to break his skin with your bite or scratches, dull little human nails and teeth can't do much. He would be pretty amused at you actually trying to bite him, how cute. It makes him want to tease you more and make you make you angry enough to try more. Still, if you do somehow manage to break skin he’s prepared, can’t have his little shrimp die of poisoning.

Along with eating fish, crabs, and octopus's moray also eat very toxic creatures and as a result, the blood and flesh of a moray are very toxic. They accumulate high levels of ciguatoxins, which can give humans ciguatera fish poisoning (CFP) if eaten. There will be times in a fight where he’ll get his blood on the guy on purpose and Jade has used his blood for…things before. Part of why Jade wants to test “special” mushrooms on others is because the poison won't affect him, and he wants to see how it affects others. Might poison you in small doses on purpose so you'll build up a tolerance.

A moray will often eat anything small enough to fit in its mouth and is capable of taking a chunk out of bigger fish. As a result, Floyd will also try to eat…not food things if he can fit it in his mouth. Luckily for you, Jade has more self-control than his brother so your small nicknacks are safe...for now.

Everything about you just triggers his prey drive. He really wants to bite you, chase you, squish you, put eggs in you, bite you some more. Really hates having to keep up his calm gentlemanly image at times.

Can open his mouth scarily wide and his teeth are longer than OG Jade's, so it's a bit harder for him to hide them like he would with those polite smiles he always has. Very long tongue, you've seen it when he totally wasn't trying to show it off to you. He was just enjoying that ice cream. Funny how you're the only one to get a good look at it though.

Has pharyngeal jaws which are a second set of smaller jaws located in the throat of the moray eel, behind the normal jaws in the mouth, complete with tiny teeth. This set of jaws gets launched into the mouth cavity during feeding, where it can grasp onto food, and pull it into the throat to swallow. Morays are unique in using their pharyngeal jaws to actively capture and restrain prey in this way.

Certain eels have been shown to be surprisingly affectionate with divers they recognize and enjoy petting, rubbing, and gentle hugs. Though a bit touchy, when in public he is nowhere near as touchy as Floyd. When alone? Just as bad if he knows you are comfortable with it.

His gills are still present so his rib area is a weak spot. Getting hit there would really hurt and really piss him off.

Is nocturnal and prefers dark places, especially when sleeping. He also likes being snug and wrapped up for sleepies. In the sea, he would like to sleep in small places with his brother and would love for you and him to share a sleeping bag when camping.

Moray have a spongy, sluggy texture from their lack of scales. To top it off, these fish are covered in a thick mucous layer. Believe it or not, mucous serves a very strong purpose in nature, typically providing a protective barrier over otherwise vulnerable layers of skin. Your stomach should have a thick mucous layer to protect it from the acids inside, and similarly, a fish without scales can make good use of this snotty, slimy substance to keep it safe from toxins and physical damage as it occupies its rocky habitat.

The green moray eel is actually brown under all the snot; it’s just covered in a thick green layer of mucous. In some species, this mucous is even toxic, making them a particularly nasty prey item. Luckily what Floyd and Jade have isn't the toxic kind and will make your skin pretty nice. Jade will use this in his favor to get more cuddles. Careful though, he may do what Floyd does and perform what is known as a slime attack by slapping someone in the face with his tail, it is very unpleasant to get in your mouth.

The smallest moray, the Snyder’s moray, is around 12cm (4.5in) long, and the largest is more than 3m (over 10ft) long and weighs up to 30kg. A huge moray eel in Indonesia has been witnessed feeding on sharks and I like to headcanon the tweels are pretty big in their mer form and not just because of tail length.

Morays actually have pretty bad eyesight and a keen sense of smell to make up for this and rely primarily on chemoreception such as smells and tastes to navigate their world. I do wonder if the twins need glasses but don't use them or maybe wear contacts. 

Jade is very good at tracking you down by scent and likes it when you smell like him and him smelling like you. Though he loves cuddling and hugging you, it isn't just for affection. He’s giving you that eel stank, plenty of the others are weary around him and you smelling like him can help keep others away.

Unlike with Floyd Him leaving clothes at your place is never out of forgetfulness. He plans everything out. Insistes that you put on his coat when it’s cold out and drapes it on you before you can say no. Hoodies aren't usually his thing, but his ass bought some just for  “forgetting” them at your place. They're actually some fancy name-brand ones. Still, even with his planning, he could not prepare himself with how good you looked in them…it was so big on you, and you looked so cute and now it smelled like you and….

The moray can form a true knot with its body, that it uses as leverage to pull on prey items like slippery fish. They can also use this method to create strong pressure to break food items into smaller pieces. It’s thought that the skill is passed on between individuals. So, if you want to escape eel cuddles…good luck but it's probably not going to happen. Even in his more human form his long arms and legs will be wrapped around you. Kinda funny thinking of the tweel's parents teaching them how to become living knots though.

Certain types of eels can change their sex. The leaf-nosed moray born male, transitions as they age, switching to female later in life. This transformation determines them as “sequential hermaphrodites” I like to headcanon that the tweens can also change sex or already have both in their mer form. 

Morays can have around 10,000 eggs at a time, and when the larvae are hatched, the eels are fully translucent. I like to think the boys started out as tiny little things you can hold in your hand.

Regular eels do seem to have some courtship rituals. Some of which being displays of behavior, such as graceful movements and vibrant color changes and I already like that headcanon of the tweels being bioluminescent. Maybe he convinced you to come down to his dorm's special pool one night and decided to show off for you. Showing off that beautiful glow while doing these cool tricks in the water. A positive reaction will likely be taken as acceptance, so unless you tell him no, you will receive some wet slimy eel-loving.

Male eels may compete with each other for the attention of females showcasing strength and health to impress a potential mate. Welp, time for Jade to invite you to a hike and show off, expect to be carried after he makes up after walking into an area, something about the grounds stability and how only a seasoned hiker like him knows the proper steps to safety. Dude will lift up a whole ass dead tree trunk stuck in your path. Will also be even more of a menace towards the other guys.

Eels also release pheromones into the water to attract and communicate with potential partners but...hmm you're just a human and on land. With the others being beasts and all, they would be able to smell it easily and know to stay the hell away from him but would his little shrimpy notice? I think at most that if it's something that you can smell it probably just seems like Jade has just smelled a bit…musky lately. He is probably around you even more and keeps close to see your reaction to it. He probably gets sad if you tell him he stinky and takes it as you not wanting him. If you compliment it? Very happy eel time.

As for the rest of what he does, it's little things like bringing you food which is often cooked by him, little trinkets that made him think of you, and getting territorial around others. The latter usually ends up with him not bothering to hide his teeth as he “smiles” at whoever is talking to you, likely having his hand on your shoulder or waist while doing so.

#twst #twisted wonderland #twst x reader #nonhuman au #ask #asks #jade leech #twst jade #twisted wonderland jade

[talesofesther]

sweet calamity | ch 1

Wednesday Addams x Reader

Series Summary: It was something people described as the sweetest pain, the feeling of when the soul that's destined to find yours is closer to you. Wednesday saw it as a curse, promised herself she would hate whoever was chosen for her; but it's easier said than done.

A/N: And so the soulmate au begins (I'm a sucker for those and we all know it), anyways, I know this first part is small, but think of it as a prologue of sorts. I also can't promise that updates are gonna be super fast, because I'm kinda figuring things out as I go :') so please, let me know what you think, and especially let me know if there's anything in particular that you'd like to see happening in this series.

Masterlist

There were bumps in the road; small holes and cracks on the tree-surrounded path that lead to Nevermore. It became a familiar one, given the number of times Wednesday has already passed through it.

Today was the first day of the new semester, the return of boring normalcy after Crackstone's defeat.

Wednesday's dark eyes looked out the window, counting the trees as they went by, shadowed by the cloudy day. Her thumb was pressing over the inside of her right wrist, sometimes scratching the skin there in disdain for the faint birthmark she was cursed with.

Many people — most of them — saw the existence of soulmates as something good, the world's compensation for its cruelty with humanity; they see it as a reason to look forward to the next day, a reason to believe in a happier future.

Wednesday had a clearer vision. She knew, from the moment her parents broke the news to her that there was someone out there who had a soul that complemented hers perfectly, that it was just another devious move of this universe. A trojan horse that presented itself as salvation only to torture you — for some people to the point of insanity. Because the world doesn't give you anything on a silver platter and this was no different.

The thing about soulmates, is that each one of the pair is born with an identical mark on their skin; a mark that aches the closer you get to your soulmate, resembling the burn of a lighter on a bare finger. However, once you touch the other person for the first time, that ache is gone, never to happen again.

You could be on a train, walking a busy street, or watching a concert in the middle of a raging crowd and simply bump into the one who bears the other half of you; only to never cross paths with each other again.

So really, if anything, Wednesday respected the boldness of the universe, to come up with something so enticing, so desirable yet so out of reach.

She heard stories of people who felt the burning ache, ever present as they chased it more and more, and then suddenly… nothingness. The realization slowly sinking in as they looked frantically from one side to another and watched the people walk by, along with their chance at a happy ending.

Over time, the number of people who found their soulmate started slowly decreasing. If you did, you could be considered one of the lucky ones.

Wednesday considered herself lucky that she hasn't ever felt what others described as the sweetest pain.

The Addams girl stepped out of her car, backpack in one hand and a small suitcase in the other as Lurch unloaded the rest of her belongings. Nevermore stood in front of her in all its glory; the grey stone walls high and partly covered by climbing plants as the trees around it changed their leaves to vivid yellows and oranges.

Many students were arriving and walking through the gates, chatting animatedly and making Wednesday scrunch her nose at the unsettling noise. She spared her peers no glances, unwilling to indulge them in pleasantries and gossip about the time spent away.

It was strange how some of them still glanced at Wednesday from the corner of their eyes, whispering in each other's ears as she walked right past them, as if she wouldn't notice. She sometimes caught on to some of the words;

She's that girl who killed the evil pilgrim. That's Wednesday Addams, she saved the school last year.

The attention was not something Wednesday enjoyed, it only gave people more opportunities to disturb her peace.

As she walked through the main doors of the entrance hall, she heard it; excited steps approaching without abandon until her body was engulfed in a sea of blonde and pink.

"Enid," Wednesday said her name as a warning, though if you squint, you could say she half returned the hug.

The werewolf pulled back with a smile that Wednesday could only describe as bruising. "Hi roomie," Enid greeted, her joy dripping from her words, "it's been so long I even started missing your gloominess."

"It's barely been six months, Enid." Wednesday raised a pointed eyebrow, her features impassive as she held her roommate's gaze — until she relented; "but I did notice the absence of your obnoxious music and incessant texting."

It got Enid grinning, and with a skip on her step, she followed suit by Wednesday's side as they both walked up the stairs that led to the quad, "felt like six years to me, I didn't think I would but I actually missed school, staying home with my brothers could be considered torture."

"You can always torture them back, the possibilities are endless," Wednesday suggested.

Most students were gathering on the quad in order to hear principal Weems' speech for the beginning of the semester, including the newcomers. All tables were already filled with outcasts, some of them even sat on the ground due to the lack of space.

Wednesday huffed as she looked around, annoyed with the commotion she was forced upon; she spotted Xavier, sitting against a stone pillar with his head buried in his sketchbook; Bianca, who sat cross-legged on top of one of the tables, chatting with the other sirens; and Eugene, who was slowly walking on the opposite side of the quad, he gestured animatedly as he talked with a girl Wednesday had never seen here before, most likely giving her the Nevermore welcoming tour.

"There are even more people than before," Wednesday commented.

"I heard that a few new students transferred this year," Enid spoke after following Wednesday's gaze, "Nevermore has become quite popular…"

But the werewolf's voice faded slowly, becoming background noise to Wednesday's ears. Her dark eyes, usually sharp and attentive, lost their focus. Her burgundy-painted lips parted with breaths that came too shallow; because all of a sudden, Wednesday could only focus on one thing.

It felt like touching the tip of a lit candle with your finger, barely there, so faint that someone less aware could miss it. But Wednesday would never. Right on the pulse point of her wrist, on top of the mark she was always trying to scratch out; it burned.

The hand Wednesday had around the leather strap of her backpack tightened its hold until her knuckles turned white. She hasn't blinked since Enid started talking and she could feel the back of her eyes stinging, but her body was stuck in time. Stuck in a moment that shouldn't exist.

Only when the feeling faded, did Wednesday let out the puff of air she'd been holding. She didn't turn her head, but her gaze skimmed over the quad against her own volition, finding Xavier and Bianca and… Eugene was gone but who cares, Wednesday's so-called other half had just been close enough for her to feel them.

For a second she could feel strings pulling at her heart, willing it to match someone else's beat; her skin got littered with goosebumps and she hated every second of it. Hated whoever it was that was inciting it upon her.

It was sadistically ironic, really, that the only person who loathes the idea of having a soulmate, will most likely be studying with them.

⋆* ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ

Read ch 2 here

Thank you for reading this little story. Feedback and reblogs are literally what keeps me motivated to continue posting here, so I'd appreciate it if you could take some time to reblog and comment if you want. <3

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[angsty-twihardxx]

Hi🥀,

I was wondering if you can write Tommy has reader sit in front of a mirror and Tommy is behind reader. He decides to finger reader in front of the mirror while having reader being forced to watch themselves by holding reader by the throat. He makes them come a couple of time and the reader squirts to. Also, he praises reader a lot, does nipple play, a lot of neck kisses, and giving reader hickey’s

A/N: This drove me insaaaane, I just had to do it to em, I’ve added this to a lil series with inexperienced reader. It can be read as its own stand alone fic, bit it also works as a sequel to the first, Riding Lessons.

Anyway I hope this tames you horny beasts, plz feel free to send me some more smut ideas/requests for this sexy Texan. No use of y/n. My apologies if this is crap, I’m just built that way ig *shrugs

Warnings: 18+ (minors go play Fortnite or sm) smut obvi, fingering, reader squirts good for her. Idk if this is deserves a warning but reader is very new to sex, but its okay because Tommy is very reassuring. Mentions of body issues, talk of not feeling good enough that kinda jazz. But again don’t worry Tommy makes ya feel good. Ya‘lol are beautiful and ily

P.S: My computer decided to die so we have to do this on mobile so wish me luck x

EYES ON ME | T.MILLER

*his lil smirk*

You thought that maybe you were having a panic attack by how tight your chest felt, your heart was beating way faster than you usually would first thing in the morning. Sitting up you wiped the thin layer of precipitation off your head, which usually only ever happened when you had a nightmare, which you definitely did not have.

Your thighs vibrated at the memory of your dream from before, Tommy’s warm grip that scratched against the soft doughy skin of your hips. His touch on you was hard, the polar opposite to what he had been the entirety of your relationship.

You didn’t realise how much you missed it, his thick fingers digging into you as he rocked your hips along his clothed thigh. Even though it had been nearly a week since the night of your first orgasm, it was all that you could think about. The way that your entire body shook as you were completely overwhelmed with pleasure, you wanted Tommy to make you feel like that again.

After stretching you rolled around to see his beautiful freckled face, but instead you were met with his cold pillow. The frown that began forming on your forehead weakened at the small crinkled piece of paper with his handwriting on it. ‘In town for breakfast, see you there.’

. . .

The morning air was still frosty despite the warm glow from the sun on your face and shoulders. Even though you were wrapped up in thick jackets, including one of Tommy’s very own button downs, you were still freezing. You found Tommy sitting on an old bench in front of large dining hall as he waited for you, his hands sat in his pockets as he turned to see you walking towards him. His moustache tipping upwards, returning your curt wave with a wide smile.

Everything just felt easier with him now, there was no sexual tension that was always weighing heavy on your shoulders every time he was around you. Not that there was any pressure ever with him, it was only ever pressure that you placed. On yourself out of fear.

There was no longer a voice in your head that pressured you into doing anything out of fear of being left for someone more experienced. None of that mattered now because the two of you were happy, you were happy. Even though you hadnt ‘gone all the way’, you still felt comfortable knowing that he would guide you.

His arm moved to wrap around your shoulders as you dropped down in the empty spot beside him, using his arm to pull you into his chest he pressed a soft kiss in your hair. “Here, managed to get one extra for you.” Tommy nudged your shoulder as he handed you the sandwich, still warm wrapped neatly in wax paper. Food came in plentifuls in Jackson, but if you wanted one of Maria’s freshly made sandwiches you’d had to get in early.

“Startin’ to think you might love her more than me.” Tommy chuckled to himself as he watched you devour the food like it was the first meal you’ve eaten in weeks, which was definitely not true. “Well I guess it comes down to your sandwich making abilities.” You quipped back in between bites.

“Looks like I don’t stand a chance.” Tommy pretended to pout before dropping his head into the crook of your neck. His moustache ticked the soft skin of your neck as he peppered you with kisses. “Oh baby, that reminds me, how did you sleep last night?” Tommy teased, knowing fully well how you slept. Only imagining what it was doing to you, when you sent stiff in his arms.

The main reason Tommy was up so early was due to the wet dream you seemed to be having. If neither of you had work today he would’ve done something about it.

Tommy adjusted himself, just the memory of your sleepy voice moaning his name had his blood rushing down to his dick. You were driving him insane, and you didn’t even have a clue. He cooed playfully as he watched your cheeks warm up, you simply nodded in response knowing that if you spoke your words would fail you.

“I sure hope so because I got a little plan for us tonight. How’s that sound baby? You up for another lesson?”

Your body stiffened as you felt his hand grasp tightly onto your thigh, darting your eyes around you checked to see if anyone was watching. Was he really doing this in the middle of town? “It’s alright darlin’ no one’s payin’ attention to us, what’d’ya say?” All you could concentrate on was how his breathe fanned against your ear as his rough hand tightened on your soft skin. All of it made your body crave him more, you couldn’t think of anything better. “I think that sounds perfect Tommy.” His grip on your leg softened, clapping against your denim jeans before standing up with a groan.

“Well in that case, I’ll see you tonight.” He sent a wink your way before turning to walk away, leaving you turned on to the max. He was going to be the death of you.

. . .

Your fingers rapped on top of the hardwood table as your eyes impatiently hovered by your front door, which remained unopened. As the hours ticked by, the more restless you were becoming. The second plate of food beside you had long gone cold, as did the arousal you had been harbouring onto all day.

You had now grown tired, after a long day working in the stables all you wanted to do was cuddle up with Tommy till you fell asleep.

You knew better than to be upset with him, he worked hard in Jackson. He made an effort to earn his keep, whether it was helping with patrols or assisting in construction. It made you happy knowing that he was finding his purpose in his new life, but it just felt at times that you were moved to the back burner.

It definitely didn’t help when you went upstairs to shower, you caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror. To say it was a kick in the guts was an understatement. Even though looks wasn’t a priority in the post-apocalyptic world, you couldn’t help feeling inadequate. Your skin was flushed after standing under the hot water. Your hair was always messy, you wondered what Tommy saw cause it surely couldn’t have been what you were currently looking at. Could it?

It was a dangerous rope you were balancing on, you knew you had better things to be worrying about than your own appearance. You wish you could stop.

That was how you ended up in your bed, wrapped up in blankets with a book in your lap. Reading the small print you tried to keep your mind busy, so you didn’t get yourself again. You were so enthralled by your book that you didn’t even hear your front door open.

Tommy leant against the door frame as he watched you. He noticed the frown forming on your forehead, and the way your bottom lip stuck out. He felt so bad being late home again, Tommy was never good at time management, or maybe it was the fact that he could never so no.

Right when he was finishing up the barn he was constructing, Maria had come by and asked to see if someone could come and fix the light in the projector at the cinema. He knew he should’ve just left it and gone home to you, but he knew the guilt would’ve eaten away at him.

You were alerted of his presence when he cleared his throat, you saw him propped against the doorframe. He sent an apologetic smile your way, his brows tipping upwards when your eyes met. “M’sorry I’m late baby, I got caught up with some work.”

“It’s alright. Dinners in the oven by the way.” You murmured with a tight lipped smile, hoping he wouldn’t notice your teary eyes. “Thanks darlin’ I’ll pack it up for tomorrow. Maria made us some food as a thank you— which reminds me. They got some pretty good movies they salvaged, some space one I reckon you’ll enjoy.” Tommy smiled like a happy child before retreating to the kitchen, which was pretty perfect timing because he missed the way your smile dropped.

‘It’s just Maria, you have nothing to worry about.’ You tried convincing yourself but it was no use. Your eyes already began to water, Maria was nice— you liked Maria.

Like a cruel monologue your mind gave you a list of reasons why she was better than you. To start she was confident, being in charge of an entire commune she was smart and well liked by literally everyone. So it would make sense that Tommy would like her too right?

“Hey everythin’ alright in here?” Tommy startled you as he was suddenly behind you on the bed. You quietly tried to wipe the tears from your cheeks. “Y-yeah I’m alright. M’sorry just tired.”

Tommy tilted his head in a frown, he knew you better than to believe you. “C’mon talk to me darlin’” His hand fell to give your thigh a gentle squeeze, contrasting his grip on you this morning. You would do anything to be in that moment with him again, not like now where his sad eyes watched you intensely.

“I- it’s nothin’ Tommy.” You tried to shrug him off again, but of course it didn’t work. He cocked a sceptical brow your way, you hated how well he knew you.

“It’s so stupid.” You groaned into your palms, so embarrassed of your own stupid brain working against you. “I just- I don’t know what it is you even like about me, I mean let’s be real I’m nothing like half the girls in Jackson and I—“

Tommy’s lips muted the worrying in your mind, his lips danced with yours. You pressed back on his lips, when you kissed him it felt like nothing else mattered to you. Not some teenage insecurities, Tommy was a man not a stupid teenage boy— and even better he was your man.

“Now where’s all this coming from, hm?” He brought his hand up to cup your cheek, his soft brown eyes peered up at you like you could tell him everything. You could tell him everything, but that could wait, right now you just wanted him.

“It doesn’t matter, can you just kiss me?”

“That I can do.” He chuckled before bringing his lips back onto yours. You pushed hard with a fever, the fire being ignited inside you again as a moan escaped your lips. His hands grasped your cheeks, pushing you even closer to him if that was even possible. Tommy lifted you to straddle on his lap, as instinct your hips grinder on his crotch. God you wanted him so badly.

“Didn’t you say you had a little lesson planned for me?” You breathed into him between hunger-filled kisses. Tommy looked up at you in what seemed to be a mix of surprise and excitement, never did he see you so confident, he loved it.

The glint of mischief in his eyes returned, he took your clothes off in a fever. Your eyes fell to the ground out of instinct, avoiding your reflection in the mirror. You suddenly became hyper aware of how vulnerable you were, Tommy had never seen you completely naked before. He offered to sit in between his lap on the edge of your bed. “Y’know I think you're beautiful right? I mean can you blame me?”

His large hands softly climbed up your side till his fingers danced along your shoulders as he moved the strand of hair that exposed the nape of your neck. You felt like a lightning bolt struck through your core as his lips sucked onto you softly.

You let out a moan as his free hand moved to grasp your entire breast in one hand, he kneaded the soft skin and the familiar feeling of arousal pooled in between your legs. Tommy noticed how your legs clenched when he flicked your now budded nipples. Soft moans mewled from your open mouth as your head fell back onto his shoulder.

“Nu-huh baby, I want your eyes on me.” Tommy tapped your cheek, bringing your attention back to the room. You looked at him confused, “But I- I am—“

“‘Not at me, me.” Tommy nodded his head towards the mirror in front of you- “‘Oh.”

“Can I try somethin’ else with you baby?” You felt a shiver down your spine as he whispered into your ear, his eyes met yours in the mirror. “What is it?”

Without answering Tommy pushed your knees to the side, exposing your eager pussy. “D’you trust me baby?”

“‘Yes.” You murmured as you felt your body tremble in nerves but also as much eagerness. There wasn’t anything you wanted more right now than Tommy’s hands on you.

Your skin burned as his rough fingers grazed the inside of your thigh, you followed his fingers in the mirror as he moved painfully slowly to where you needed him the most. Your hips bucked against his touch, showing him exactly where you wanted those fingers.

“So eager darlin’”

“Tommy please.” You whined as your back curving instinctively, rocking your hips against where his dormant fingers laid dangerously close to your exposed cunt.

You let out a surprised gasp, his thick fingers filled you up perfectly. He started off soft, slowly easing in his middle finger as he let you adjust to him. “H-holy shit Tommy.” You breathed as his free hand moved to slowly massage your aching clit. “Yeah? That feel good baby?” He smiled wickedly into your hair as you nodded frantically, pleasure already filling you up as your head dropped back onto his shoulder, but snapping your head up as you remembered his instructions. “Tell me how good it feels darlin’” Tommy’s voice was at least an octave lower, sending more chills down your spine.

“S’really fucken good Tommy.” You gasped as you felt his finger stretching you open, if this was how good it felt to have his fingers in you you could only imagine what his dick would feel like.

Pressure in your stomach began to build as his pace quickened. You felt your orgasm coming quicker then last time, you welcomed it as you rocked your hips involuntary pushing his finger in deeper.

“That’s it baby, y’doing so fucken good.” He brought his mouth down to suck at the soft skin on your neck, while his hand pumped into you relentlessly. “Tommy!” You screamed as you felt your orgasm unravel throughout your entire body, your pussy clenching around his finger as he kept going.

You were a shivering mess, only a mixture of whines and ‘oh my gods’ falling from your already parted mouth.

Your legs still trembled as Tommy soothed you, his hand brushing back the strands of hair that stuck to your forehead. “Good job baby, you did so good for me.” He cooed into your hair, pressing gentle kisses as your chest heaved.

That was when you realised, nothing else mattered. Tommy was the one making you feel this good, no one else. He cemented that as he repeated in your ear how much he loved you, his facial hair tickling your already sensitive skin as he did so. God you really did love this man, huh?

“Y’reckon you could go again for me?”

All you could was nod in response, your mind feeling like it was going a million miles a minute. He didn’t start straight away though, he was patient with you. He waited for your heart to start beating at a normal pace before bringing his fingers back to your aching hole, you watched as he added another finger.

Filthy moans filled the air as you adjusted to his extra finger inside you, you felt like you were being stretched open. Already your hips were shaking, his thick fingers felt like they were hitting your cervix. It was almost hypnotic, watching the way his fingers would disappear in between your folds before pulling back out just as swiftly.

His free hand remained glued to your now swollen clit, as he menacingly taunted it with his rough fingers. Only egging on your climax more and more.

No words fell from your lips anymore, Tommy had basically turned you into a writhing mess as your stomach tightened.

For a very brief moment it felt like you weren’t a world where you had to survive with Cordyceps and people that hunted and killed, it was simply you and Tommy in this room. That was how you wanted it.

The feeling was getting so intense you shut your eyes out of instinct. With your eyes closed you could concentrate on the way your hips rocked with each thrust of his hand, you knew you weren’t going to last long.

“Eyes up, I want you to watch.” Tommy growled as his free hand moved up to envelope your neck, not hard but enough to bring your head up to catch a glimpse of your position in the mirror. His thick fingers around you shouldn’t make you even more aroused, should it?

“Good girl.” He was going to be the death of you.

“Fuck!” Your eyes squinted shut as you felt the tight knot in your stomach unravelled again, but this time it was so much better. Almost like a gush erupted from you. Your ears rang as your eyes squinted shut, suddenly overly aware of the bright light that overhang your bed.

Your second orgasm in a row felt like a hundred times more intense, it felt like your whole body was vibrating. Like you were going a million miles a minute, or maybe it was the room that was spinning.

“You okay baby? You did so good for me.” His voice was soft as he turned to face you properly now, his eyes checked you over one last time. He looked at you with nothing short of amazement and you wish that he never stopped.

After a few seconds you came back to, your eyes just stuck to the ceiling as your chest heaved while you tried to catch your breath. Then you noticed the warmth pooling on your bedsheets, Tommy noticed your confusion and gave you a reassuring squeeze.

“You fucken squirted baby.” He breathed out in amazement.

“Bet you never knew you could do that.” Tommy hummed in amusement as he looked down to where he held you. Your cheeks were rosy as your half-lidded eyes connected with his, a dopey smile grew on his lips.

“If I did I would’ve brought a towel.” You couldn’t help the laugh that fell from your lips, amusement filling the room as the two of you chuckled together. You loved how easy it was for the two of you, even after he stole a second orgasm from you he could make you laugh. It was his Texan charm, according to Tommy but you knew it was just him.

“C’mon darlin’ let’s get you cleaned up.” He pressed a chaste kiss on your cheek before standing up with you in front of him, your legs quivered as you stood up for the first time in what felt like forever. “Tommy? I don’t think I can walk.” You looked up at him with worry, was this normal?

“It’s okay baby, it means I’m doing my job right.”

He thought about what you were saying when he found you crying in your bed, how you didn’t know what he saw in you. There was never just one singular thing, a multitude of reasons that he loved you. And the fact you didn’t see a reason why he would love you dumbfounded him. He was going to do everything in his power to make sure you knew.

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[sweetteabelle]

Squishy Gift

SQUISHY GIFT

So there are Disney villain squishmallows, currently, it is Scar, Maleficent, and Ursula. That was all I needed to write these small stories.

Malleus,Azul, and Leona (separate) X Neutral!Reader (Platonic or Romantic)

Pt 1 of ??? (Depends on if they release more of the villains)

Malleus Draconia

You’re his best friend, he would accept any gift from you…but you also know his retainers. Before giving the gift you made sure to tell Sebek, in particular, that it is not dangerous and should technically belong to him anyway.

(You have also earned the nickname Crocodile Whisperer after this interaction)

You do some extra chores around the school and convince Sam to let you work at the student store for extra income to make the gift-giving all that more fun.

Soon your plan was ready to go. 

You decided that one of the usual moonlight meetings and strolls would be the best time…also because you were technically a member of the gargoyle club and were going to let him have the most positive experience and end it with the gift.

It’s Night Raven though, so something of course went wrong (Adeuce causing Riddle anger). 

After dealing with that problem, you now never wanted to eat a strawberry again, the night was almost over, and while you had originally planned to explain the gift knowing sometimes he didn’t understand human customs, you were out of time so you quickly shoved the gift box into his arms outside of the Diasomina Mirror and had to run back to Ramshackle.

You were concerned that perhaps Malleus hadn’t liked it, until about three weeks later during another one of the shifts at Sam’s, Sam’s shadow delivered a gift in front of you, confused and still getting used to the shadows you accepted the gift and would go to the breakroom to open it.

You couldn’t fight the smile that made its way onto your lips as staring back at you was a gargoyle plush with a small crown.

Well…at least you knew he liked it.

AZUL ASHENGROTTO

Plan: Give Azul an Ursula Squishmallow. Easy enough…Tweels.

For a pair of eels that, while sometimes fascinated by you (Shrimpy-chan), usually left you to your own devices…it seemed the moment you wanted to keep something hidden they wanted to know your whole life story.

Instead of fighting them, you decided why not include them figuring that Azul might be more inclined to accept a gift if it looked like a group effort and just from you to him.

(Helps that his birthday was soon)

To help make the plan easier, Jade had managed to get you a job at Monstro Lounge. At first, you thought this was a bad idea, then thought it was an even worse idea when Floyd said it had been his idea.

You learned you shouldn’t doubt the two as Azul was just glad to have more help, and didn’t think it weird at all that you and the tweels were getting closer. Though he was curious at the sudden change, he was glad that his friends, though he won’t admit to it, were all getting along.

The week of his birthday was hectic with last-minute preparations. 

Finally, it was the day of the celebration and the Monstro Lounge was closed a bit earlier as the Octavalian dorm celebrated their prefect. Once gifts came around, you and the tweels handed off your gifts at the same time, the octopus touched realizing that you three had gotten close to help make his birthday special.

Once it was the end of the festivities and everyone returned to their rooms, Jade, Floyd, and yourself were doing cleanup before being called to Azul’s study.

Azul had your gift right next to his favorite pen, and the Tweel’s gifts on one of his knickknack desk shelves.

“Thank you.” He said simply, a slight smile on his lips as he fixed his glasses, only to be gathered into a bone-crushing Floyd group hug.

That study had plenty of laughter that night.

LEONA KINGSCHOLAR

It was both easy and difficult to give the lion beastman your gift, hard because you know it was definitely not something he would own, but you had the perfect excuse.

Squishmallows were still part pillow, so you figured you would convince him into accepting the gift as a need due to his sleeping habits…and not make the lion more annoyed than he already would be.

“Oi! Herbivore, Ruggie said you needed to talk to me. Don’t know why you wouldn’t just find me yourself.”

And he was already annoyed….wonderful.

You held up the squish mallow and swallowed thickly as Leona looked at the stuffed animal then at you, then back to the stuffed version of one of the Great Seven. His tail would flick you would need to speak fast.

“You constantly sleep in the garden and this doubles as a pillow!”

You almost yelled as you ended up throwing it at him and in maybe not your proudest moment you ran.

You figured that more than likely you would be confronted, but later due to how often the male slept. 

You were wrong

Ruggie had tracked you down during your private history lessons with Trein, Catching up is so much fun, and were all but dragged towards the garden where you found Leona sitting at one of the benches the Scar squish staring you down from…his lap.

As you approached Leona’s ear would twitch and you swallowed thickly before beginning to apologize profusely, red in the face from your own mortifying embarrassment.

Until he started laughing, cutting you off.

“You were right, Herbivore, it works for when I sleep out here.”

He would say making you relax, because hey, he liked it…and even admitted you were right.

“However”

Spoke too soon

“Next time you decide to do a gift, don’t run it was sad.”

The rest of the time in the garden was spent with you arguing and him continuously bullying you (affectionately) until he decided to take a nap during the middle of one of your tangents.

#gender neutral reader #male reader #female reader #twst #twisted wonderland #twst malleus #twst leona #twst azul #fanfic #malleus draconia #azul ashengrotto #leona kingscholar #x reader #squishmallows #disney #disney villains

[ratherbefangirling]

Belong

Part 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5

Pairing: Ot7 x reader

Genre : mostly fluff. {Tragic backstory.. the usual and a n g s t .. sorry not sorry } omegaverse, hurt /comfort

Warnings : reader's not confident and maybe anxious ... mentions of incidents but not in detail

Notes: people present at ages 21-24, late and early presentation also occurs.

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Imagine you a sweet smelling omega are neighbours with BTS.

With their subgender as follows Namjoon, Hoseok, Jungkook as Alpha, Jin and Yoongi as beta and Taehyung and Jimin as omegas.

So Taehyung and Jimin are go to an omega focused campaign event and you are there and they meet you and your scent smells really nice except it has a bitter after note to it. Still in the large amount of people they overlook it.

You go to cooking classes where you stumble upon Joon who wants to surprise Jin on his birthday with a meal without destroying the kitchen.

You end up talking as you help him with his cooking. Your inner omega preening under praise from an alpha.

As your cooking improves so does your confidence increases now you won't die alone, your alpha would love a mate who could cook.

Also you develop a crush on this handsome, kind alpha and a part of you knows it's wrong to let your feelings out of hand but you still decide to bake him something because you'd do anything to make him smile at you fondly.

So off you go to the supermarket to get ingredients to bake something.

Someone nearly hits you with their cart. Your eyes widen and you freeze on the spot.

The beta, a very tall and handsome beta. You know its a beta because his scent is faint. Beta scents are faint to everyone except their mates.

"I'm sorry are you ok" he ask concerned.

" I am fine."

"Thank goodness." He says and then spots the paper in your hand. "Looks like you're looking for baking supplies and you seem stressed. I'm a good Baker if I say so myself. Please let me help as an apology."

And your first instinct is to say no. Namjoon's face flahes infront of you.... you need all the help you can get.

You find Jin to be pleasant company. He guides you to the best things.

You are so engrossed in Seokjin that you dont see Yoongi approach. Yoongi eyes you and asks Jin if the grocery shopping was done.

Jin tells him how he was helping you find ingredients. Yoongi shakes his head and picks an easy to make mix and hands it to you.

"Here this would be easier and cheaper." He says.

That's how the two leave. Two Betas in a relationship you wonder if they have a pack at home.

You wonder how nice it would be to have a pack .

It was only you and your mom at your house. Your dad an omega. Had passed away, so had your little siblings. Your mom had thrown herself into work and with the insurance money and support manage to buy a big house to compensate the small space which killed your family. But bigger the house emptier it was.

You end up making a cake and take it to the classes. You are getting late though.

So you decide to take a shortcut except you come across some rowdy alpha.

Luckily Hobi who was passing by helps you out.

In the end you decide to give him the cake instead of Joon.. not wanting to ruin your relationship with the burden of your feelings. Today was the last class anyway.

Except Namjoon is both disappointed and concerned when you don't come.

At home every one is excited because of Jin's birthday.

The preparation for a surprise party is underway. Except Jungkook who was tasked with the responsibility of distracting Jin everyone is busy.

Jimin decorates the space with help of Taehyung. Yoongi is cooking a feast and Namjoon is collecting the presents careful to place them properly.

The cake is placed on the table and Hobi comes in with another one he recieved.

Jin despite Jungkook's efforts had guessed what his mates were upto still he went along with it. Jin adored spending time with his baby alpha. Ever since Jungkook presented he is usually scent drugged on the omegas. Their scents calm the inner wolf.

When he comes home Taehyung just rushes over to smother him closely followed by jimin as they both scent him.

Despite eating so much. There are leftovers. Jin decides to give the cake to their neighbours.

That's how Jin and Taehyung learn that you live next to next to next door.

Taehyung ever the social butterfly invites you to hangout with him. 'Omegas Unite'

Suddenly you find yourself surrounded by Bangtan, separate and together.

Accompanying Jin as he cooks even if your only job is to taste test and laugh at his terrible jokes. Tae and Jimin take upon themselves to play dress up with you because their maknae refused to play with them since he presented, it's not that he thinks it's not alpha enough he just doesn't want to be dressed in increasingly alarming fashion choices.

Even Hobi takes to you dropping a forehead kiss as protection so that some of his scent stays on you guarding you from other alpha's. He even gifts you things. It starts small like cartoon bandaid. Then there are cute clips. Stationery with the aesthetic you prefer. Plushies you can hug while you sleep.

Namjoon and you hang out when he wants to visit a place and everyone else is too occupied or just don't enjoy it. They are too far into the relationship for pretences. You though are ready to listen anything that comes out of those luscious lips. Also it's nice to share earphones in the bus. And it's even more nice when casually perhaps without noticing Namjoon holds your hand or puts a hand behind your waist.

Yoongi's affection is quieter. It's letting you into the house when everyone else is busy or out. It's telling you to stay when you don't know if you are intruding or not. Bringing you something to eat or drink when you sit and do work because it's more comforting to stay in the packs house than yours.

And it would be perfect really except for Jungkook's dislike for you. Which the rest of the members fail to understand.

He hated outsiders. He hated it when you took up all the packs attention. He also didn't like female omegas. His mom was one and had left him and his dad for another alpha. He hated when the pack changed their plans and counted you as a member even without realising it.

They had sat down in the living room discussing plans for new year and tae's birthday.

Jungkook sat between the two omegas enjoying their petting. You hadn't dropped by and he felt nice to have time with his pack.

"So where do we go? Everyone give your suggestions"

"What about going to the cabin. Its been a while." Yoongi offered.

"Camping." Tae suggested.

"It's too cold taehyungie." Jimin replied.

"We could go to the new year's eve party my company holds" Hobi suggests.

"That's a nice idea we could all dress up." Jin agrees.

"Yes but the location would require us to stay the night."

And then the discussion continues for a while. Jungkook doesn't care he has his hands on the snacks.

Suddenly Yoongi who had been quite all thus while speaks up.

"Why don't we just stay in?"

"We could do secret santa and decorate the house." Hobi says thrumming with excitement.

"We could even invite y/n ie." Taehyung says.

"That's a good idea. This year let's stay at home."

Except Jungkook's scent soured.

"What happened jk?" Jin asked.

"Can't we spend time as a pack without y/n's interference."

"What are you talking about?" Taehyung asked.

The only one who knew what that was about was Jimin. To whom Jungkook came up to complain about you or just pout and say nothing.

"It's always y/n this y/n that 🙄. It's like bug you can't get rid of!!"

Thud.

You curse yourself. All their heads turn towards the source of noise.

"Ah I'm sorry I- I didn't mean to interrupt.. its just the door was unlocked and... I-I.. I should... go. I'm going. Sorry." And you scurry out wincing due your knee which you had managed to scrape.

But you had more pain in your heart. You knew Jungkook avoided you but you thought it was because he was shy. It was alright because despite him not actually being their you could still get his scent. Which you thought smelled really nice.

Taehyung growled at Jungkook. Who only scoffed in return.

Taehyung turns to follow you.

"Tae stop you smell angry, it might scare her." Namjoon interrupts.

"I will go check on her." Yoongi offers. Namjoon nods.

"And Jungkook we will talk a out this behavior once things settle." Namjoon says.

Jungkook wants to protest but all of them look distraught and disappointed.

Jungkook feels betrayed.its like you've stolen his pack from him.

If only he knew then how soon the tables would turn when as his rut hit he'd become crazy for your scent because he would realise you were his mate.

#bts x reader #bts au #bts fluff #ot7 x reader #omegaverse au #bts angst #bts omegaverse #bts abo #abo au #bts drabble #drabble

[thetraingotsetonfireonmidnight]

Hear me out fake boyfriend but with Bakugo and he just shows you that he’s madly in love with you and you feel the same

I'm very much listening

𝕱𝖆𝖐𝖊 𝕯𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝕭𝖆𝖐𝖚𝖌𝖔𝖚

Warnings: immature humor

You both needed to fake date each other to get your parents off your case

But to make sure no one was suspicious, you had to keep up the act

Being pros had its consequences, one of them being that everyone was filming your every move

If you suddenly stopped acting like a couple, the media would jump on you for it, and your parents would find out.

On top of that, Bakugou needed this fake relationship to boost his approval rating.

He said he'd rather roll over on the floor and croak before giving in and dating someone

But someone making a small comment about how it'd be impossible for Bakugou to get anyone to fake date him fired him up

You were the only one he would find himself tolerating, so he settled for you

He didn't really ask you, he kinda just said it

"You and I are going to fake date."

And you had nothing better to do so you agreed.

At first, bakugou was extremely hard to work with.

he'd death grip your hand anytime you were walking together in public.

His posture was terrible. Bent over like a rotten banana while walking in the most ridiculous way possible.

Bringing his knees waist high with each step and bringing them down harshly as if the street had murdered his whole family.

His mouth would be curled into a snarl as if he were taking the fattest shit known to man.

You made the mistake of asking him to try to smile for the paparazzi

His smile was horrendous

The second he curled his lips and revealed his gritting fangs at you, you felt your smile slip from your face as the thought of turning around and running ran through your mind.

Don't get you started on when you needed to kiss his cheek.

You warned him that you would need to do so at some point, he agreed that it would make the relationship more convincing

But he still didn't make it any easier

Everytime you pressed a kiss to his cheek, he'd growl like a feral dog

Anytime he had to kiss your cheek, he'd mash his face into your cheek and then wipe his mouth

The worst part? The public bought it.

They would have been more shocked if he had been affectionate with you, because why would the Great-Explosion-Murder-God-long ass name-Mcgee-Dynamite be loving

Though the lie was working, Bakugou's PR team wasn't pleased

They told him that the whole point of the fake relationship was to make the public see a softer side to him. No one would like him more if they saw him barking at his partner for kissing his cheek.

If anything, that gave haters more ground to dislike him.

So Bakugou decided to try a bit more for you.

Meet you in the middle.

It was only fair because you weren't gaining much from fake dating him

He owed you that much.

To help your "chemistry", he started hanging out with you more privately.

If he knew you better, he might feel better about being openly affectionate.

As you two got to know each other better, you realized you got along with him more than you had expected.

It took Bakugou awhile to realize he liked you.

It wasn't until he was at the store thinking about what you wanted for dinner that he realized he went and fell for you

Its not like you two lived together

So why was he thinking about what you'd want for dinner as if he'd be eating with you?

Had you really become such a huge part of his life ?

He wanted to run away from this feeling

But couldn't bring himself to.

His feelings for you become more and more obvious when he starts showing affection when it's not needed

He'll grab your hand even though no one can see it

This time he's much more gentle with your hand.

He even let's you grab his arm now. He says he prefers it anyway cause his quirk makes hand holding awkward

"Plus I don't think you'd wanna get blown up at a Whole Foods of all places." He smiles

You tried to ignore the fact that his words implied that he wouldn't have minded blowing you up when you first had started "dating" him, and tried to focus on the fact that he was clearly more comfortable around you.

He no longer growled when you kissed his cheek.

In fact, sometimes he'd stare at you looking offended if you tried to say goodbye with out kissing him.

Neither of you addressed the fact that you had started kissing his cheek even when no one was looking.

He'd casually throw his arm around you

He started kissing your cheek back

He's been buying you gifts as well

He claims that it's only so you can't say he owes you, but you knew better

If that had really been the case, he would've started buying you things a long time ago.

But the most surprising?

He's started openly talking about you in interviews.

Usually, he'd tell people to screw off if they asked about you

Or he'd give basic and short answers if his PR team had just gotten done yelling at him.

But now he talked about you fondly

Praising and bragging about you

"Your partner seems to be climbing the charts! You must be proud of them."

"Who wouldn't be?"

Somewhere along the line, the relationship stopped being fake.

The dates, the kisses, the hand holding

It all became real

And neither of you were complaining

#bnha requests #bakugou x reader #bnha x reader #bnha #bakugou x you #bakugou katuski x reader #mha bakugou #katsuki bakugou x reader #katsuki x reader #bnha bakugo katsuki

[cornerdreams-txt]

this might as well be a rite of passage for me to do this to characters in fandoms i enjoy at this point. anyway

call of duty mw reboot age regression headcanons about the guys i think regress (see tags for list)

➤ what is age regression?

ghost:

— very quiet and sleepy... honestly doesn't even notice anything is different other than the fact he's just more tired, and wishes he could stay in bed all day. if price ever catches him being so tired, he orders him to go eat and then go back to bed. ghost does not complain.

— never realizes he's regressing. it's a subconscious coping mechanism for him, that makes him tune out the violence and gore and disheartening stuff of his day-to-day life, and leaves him with nice memories of seeing the task force interact with each other or cool wildlife he saw that day or nice interactions he had.

— semi-verbal. words are hard. he doesn't like talking. he will if he has to, but that doesn't mean he likes it. minimal responses, prefers nonverbal communication. utilizes sign and morse code frequently.

— has to physically tense himself up to avoid melting into any physical touch he's given. but when it's private, and with someone he cares about and/or trusts, he just melts into them and turns into a very happy pile of sleepy-cozy goo.

— definitely feels the safest around price.

soap:

— BRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBBR

— ^ soap

— a man's gotta go nyoom!! yknow!!! very very energy suppressed down until he's vibrating around with the urge to go absolutely Crazy

— loves reading and drawing. will waste the whole day away reading five books and filling up seven pages in his journal/sketchbook front and back with sketches and doodles if you let him. needs to keep his hands busy NO MATTER WHAT

— honestly hyperverbal? loves chatting and talking, hums or sings along to music. also very physically affectionate and often ends up cuddling with gaz or being touchy with him since gaz enjoys the contact and does it right back!

— needs company so so so bad. if he can't cuddle up to gaz, he's lurking around ghost, helping price with mission reports and paperwork filing, doing weapons maintenance with alex or alejandro, you name it. this man can't stand being left alone. another presence calms him down.

— absolutely NEEDS to hold something to sleep when he regresses. can't if he doesn't. somebody or something, doesn't matter. has to cuddle something in order to get to sleep.

alex/echo 3-1:

— puppy regressor. /srs

— a little snuffly. much more impulsive, and energetic. suddenly gains a HUGE love for crunchy textures and foods, though he can't explain why. doesn't know what it is or why it happens, so he just. masks this and pretends its fine

— loves holding farah close to him. there's no real reason for it, but the proximity and the fact he can hide his face against her shoulder makes him happy and causes him to feel very very safe.

— can't stand sitting still. needs to do something to keep him busy, be that reading a book, weapons maintenance, fidgeting with his facial hair or scarf, jangling his dog tags, whatever. he needs to be doing SOMETHING

— absolutely melts and probably will doze off within a matter of minutes if someone pets his hair. leans into it heavily, does a happy little wiggle whenever someone scratches his scalp gently. has no idea this happens.

— feels safest in small groups, but once joined in on a cuddle pile while regressed and slept better than he had in months.

könig:

— look at it. it's got anxiety! /ref

— poor sweet thing. very shy, very anxious. sticks close to whoever will let him, ultimately giving the impression of them having a giant, intimidating looking shadow, even though he's just sticking close because he's too nervous to separate from them.

— gets overwhelmed easier and needs to leave stressful situations. has to trigger himself to dissociate in order to make it through drills. loves greasework though. give this man an empty base to clean and he'll have it done by tomorrow morning, happier than anything. also enjoys maintenance weapons and sorting/organizing while regressed.

— thrives on friendly words. compliments and warm greetings make him so happy, he wants to shriek every time it happens, but refrains and just returns it as best as he can with a huge smile across his face, hidden by his mask.

— once took off his mask to breathe easier through a panic attack. ended up regressing insanely hard because soap was there and started rubbing his head to calm him down. regressed in a heartbeat and melted into his arms. soap thinks on that day fondly and könig has been friendlier with soap ever since then.

— echolalia stimming. had a whole conversation with gaz in the form of mimicking cat meows back and forth once.

#sources: #call of duty #call of duty modern warfare 2 2022 #characters: #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #alex keller / echo 3 1 #könig #post type: #headcanons ☁️ #agere #age regression #\\ #this is me coping #we're really blurry and im tired and stressed asf #bc of mentol eelness #so yall get. this #so i can empty out my brain a little bit and go to bed

[neptunite-stars]

Dtgtghtggtgjteeg hi um I give you both Aira and Hiiro

Struggled with the hair

Didn't feel like line art but it probably would've been faster

Anyways demigod Aira was in my head after seeing you talk about it

Aira gets winged shoes and Hiiro gets a hat that makes him invisible

(Am recalling Percy Jackson and Heroes of Olympus where Annabeth has that hat)

And like when Aira and Hiiro encounter some kinda monster, Hiiro puts the hat on Aira and the winged shoes sense danger so they immediately fly Aira away

And Hiiro is left alone to fight the monster (Aira wanted to stay but Hiiro insisted he could fight alone)

As for the shoes, they originally just have a heart but as Aira meets the rest of Alkaloid, he sews patches of the symbols that represent them onto the shoes

Ok that's all. Giving you all the strength to complete your art project hiiai woo

im so sorry this took so long to answer i was sleeping and then i. i had to doodle for this. i cant stop thinking about it now. anyway this is going under a cut im going to. ramble. a lot now.

i think when aira first gets his winged shoes he immediately trips over himself- im not sure how hed get it, maybe he found them while cleaning out his closet or smth? they wouldnt have the wings then but after a couple of days BAM theyd have wings. these shoes be blessed by hermes! (or a god of travel / wind from different mythologies. im going greek just to make it easier on myself ajskdfkj) and then aira trips as the shoes try to fly off LMAO

i also think that. each shoe has one wing to make a pair of wings when together, so hed have to wear both shoes to be able to get the hang of it. idk i just always thought that itd be more interesting to have the shoes kinda imbalanced? idk what im getting at here. help

as for this au i think they wont necessarily be born demigods but more along the lines of "the gods blessed them and now they have slight powers / they have magical items that allow them to do things" so !! (this makes it easier on myself again)

okok!! hiiro time!! yes, the classic invis hat from percy jackson and the olympians <3 i love that book series so much... gahh!!! anyway i love the idea of him having an invis hat (i could not think of anything else ok. i am unoriginal) and hoenstly? he would be able to take a fight with a monster (hes canonically rly strong and im pretty sure he. also is in the karate(?) club with tetora) i dont think he'd use it much? i dunno. hmm does this mean he has been blessed by athena?

(i am extending this to alkaloid now) mayoi... he definitely has an item blessed (cursed?) by hades or smth. and he keeps it near / on him at all times which is partly why hes. so strange all the time. he doesnt want the effects of the item (maybe an amulet or some other small thing that he held sentimental value to?) to affect others. the other part of him being strange is. just his canon reasons. this au is literally just adding magic items to canon lmao btu STILL

tatsumi... i am thinking a pocketwatch. but imnot sure what magical properties it might have... i do NOT want it to be time related because at first tatsumi would think "i could use this to turn back time and everything would be reset and i wouldnt do the things i now regret" type of thing but when he realizes that its. not that. angst :) thats the only reason its a pocketwatch! im trying rly hard to coem up with a deity that would "fit" him but. its so hard... maybe hestia? goddess of the hearth, tatsumi being able to make a comfortable home for anyone in himself (METAPHORICALLY. PLEASE TELL ME THIS MAKES ANY SENSE AT ALL.) anyway hestia blessing would be so tatsumayo. tatsumi using pocketwatch power to at first get closer to mayoi, then feeling bad that he did that so tatsumi isolates himself from mayoi, but mayoi, not knowing what tatsumi did, is confused (but also he was also trying to push him away bc. hades blessing/curse) and now is worried that oh no, i did actually push him away this is bad!!! but its ok they reconcile with the help of hiiai!

anyway thanks for listening to me ramble too much heres some doodles as a reward <3 (i did the mayoi and tatsumi part just now so no doodles for them)

#ask #chocodaffodil #enstars #hiiro amagi #aira shiratori #enstars demigod au #rambles

[impossiblepackage]

We left our comfortable homes behind and began our trek eastward. We found a promising location beside a river and a great hill some 10 stories tall. As we looked about the immediate area, the wheel of the wagon fell off, which made the decision to stay much easier.

We were in a peaty bog, beside a large hill, and across the river from the red sands of that terrible desert. A quick survey from the top of the hill showed us a bounty of plants to forage, many beautiful feathertrees, and the desert stretching out far beyond the horizon.

There were some otters and a snapping turtle in the river, along with a great many fish. And another creature, in the sand.

An elf, carrying a stringed instrument, was standing in the desert, just watching us work. We made a mental note to keep an eye on her, and got to digging. We had barely finished digging out a first farming room when an abhorrent sludge began to fall from the sky. Thankfully, it seemed confined to the desert, but that poor elf was caught in it. We took pity, and hastily constructed a rickety bridge and urged her to come inside. Considering the circumstances, I hope she doesn't mind that its made of wood.

Punching through the aquifer was troublesome, as it was deeper that expected, but Ber the miner did an admirable job. We had to go 15 stories beneath the surface before we got through and the real work could begin. It was the 20th of Slate when we finally started hollowing out our new home.

I laid out a simple floor plan. A carpenter's shop on one side, jeweler and stoneworker on the other, and dining hall, with kitchen and brewery attached. The floor below would have bedrooms, and some food storage.

Or, at least, the floor below WOULD have those things. Instead, while carving the stairs down to where the bedrooms would go, Ber mined his way into a cavern. The floor of the cavern was very muddy, so I decided we had best farm down there, instead. Our crops would like the cavernous soil much more than the peat above. Ber became the manager, and set our stoneworker Zutthan to work making blocks for the wall we were about to build in the cavern.

Summer went by quickly, with little to report. We started cutting gems for trade. A wandering monster slayer found their way here, and offered to hang around and kill anything lurking in the caverns. Some new migrants came, one of whom is a talented armorer. We also began construction of a larger bridge across the river, in case somebody comes by on the wrong side of it. There are quite a few rutherers down in the caverns, large four-legged creatures covered in thick fur. At one point one of them snuck up through the fortress, and wandered off into the desert. Poor beast.

Ah! The first trade caravan arrived, and I've completely forgotten to build a depot! We got it built in time, but still! We traded for some leather and cloth, some rock nuts to plant later, a mixture of food, to give us some more variety.

The rest of autumn was fairly uneventful. A giant cave spider was spotted in the caverns, but we locked the door up tight and it stayed away. We built a grand gate to seal up the front door in case of emergency, and started smoothing the walls up. More monster slayers have offered to stay, but I turned them away so far. And the damn cats keep leaving fluffy wambler remains all over the place!

Just before winter ended, I carved out a small room to use as a rudimentary temple, to keep our spirits up. Eventually that room could be used for something else, and a better temple built elsewhere, but it'll do for now.

The elf from before has been spending some time there, and has actually been making friends with Zutthan, our stone carver. That bard hasn't done any work, or even officially petitioned to stay, but Zutthan likes her anyway. It's funny, because Zutthan is not a musical dwarf whatsoever, but maybe a song while carving out the rock isn't so bad?

In the last month of winter, something like 20 crundles were seen in the caverns. They ventured too close to our cavern entrance, forcing us to close it up for now. Nobody was hurt, thankfully, but our resident monster slayer will have to wait a while before heading back out there. I hope he's alright. He's been upset and depressed ever since he got here. Apparently he's just like that, but I'm hoping a little time off will cheer him up a bit.

Just before the end of the year, I spied a demon rat running around in the desert's muck. Awful creature.

But the year is ended. It was uneventful, overall. We have bedrooms, food, drink, a place to eat, a place to pray, and we've started making some crafts to sell to the next caravan. They'll be bringing lots of seeds next year. You can never have too many, I always say. But anyway, it's time for me to retire, do some whittling, and cook some food.

#dwarf fortress #succession fort #Gerbilgod

[aidenlyons]

Aiden & Jake decide to hike the scenic loop and it certainly lives up to its name.

A: It's so beautiful here, so different than up on the mountain.

J: Yeah, I get why the school has us staying up there, but I wish we could have found a place down here.

Aiden checks the map he has on his phone before he looks around. Jake enjoys a moment of watching Aiden when he won't get caught.

J: We should get some pictures together while we're here. So we don't forget.

A: Hm? Oh, sounds good.

Aiden is distracted by the scenery.

A: What is this football camp anyway? I mean, you haven't really told me what it's about?

J: Oh. It's a lot of training, team building. College ball is different, everyone needs to be in top shape. There's new plays to learn. New members need to learn to work with the old ones.

Aiden can't help the small giggle because imagining Jake in any better shape than he is gives him IDEAS. He clears his throat and tries to behave.

A: Is it an every year thing?

J: It sounds like it. Helps incorporate new team members. It won't be so bad next year.

A: Next year, huh?

J: Well yeah. We'll already be in Britechester, so it'll probably easier for me to get away for a day on the weekend or a few hours at least.

A: Hmm. Sounds nice. But have to make a good impression this time, right?

J: Right. I can't let them down.

A: Sounds like it'll be difficult. But you'll be able to call this year, right? I mean you won't just be MIA?

J: Yeah, babe. Of course. Might not be able to every night, but maybe Wednesday and the weekends? Weekends for sure.

A: Good. It'd be hard if we couldn't even talk.

Conversation stops but it doesn't matter. It's not uncomfortable. They're both just glad to be there with the other.

For once Aiden's mind is quiet and he's not thinking about a million things in the future. Just taking in the natural beauty of Mt. Komorebi.

Some more random shots of their conversation as they walk along. Jake is having a hard time keeping his eyes off of Aiden, who seems much more relaxed on the second half of their journey.

They stop at the temple and Jake immediately goes to write his wish down.

A: What are you doing?

J: The story goes that if you write your wish down, sometimes the spirits of the forest might grant it.

A: What are you wishing for?

J: That's my little secret.

A: You're really not going to tell me?

J: Nope. You know the rules about wishes. You can't tell them, or they won't come true.

Aiden laughs and rolls his eyes.

A: What is this, elementary school?

J: C'mon, it's the rules!

Aiden laughs, shaking his head rather than arguing.

There's no good reason, but when they approach the graves, Aiden finds himself tearing up.

J: You okay, babe?

A: I.. I'm sorry. These graves look so old, but look. The flowers are fresh. People care for them.

Jake thinks he understands.

J: You're not alone either, Aiden.

J: You have me, and my mom. Tony and Mr H. And that's just now. You'll meet more people. Make more friends. We're still teens.

A: I know. I'm sorry. This place, makes me feel... weird.

J: Then lets keep going, okay?

A: Yeah, okay.

The traffic on this part of the path picks up and so they pause to hopefully let them go by and get some privacy back.

J: Bet we're both going to sleep well tonight after all this exercise.

A: We're still going to try out the Hot Springs, right?

J: Definitely.

#simblr #sims 4 #show us your story #the sims 4 #aiden lyons #jake lawson

[wondero28]

4*Town Hand Headcanons

I wanted to think about what their hands were like cause, idk, im a simp. I want to play with peoples hands. So here’s a decent look at how i think their hands are + how they like to hold hands

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Robaire

- Not super large hands, he has a slimmer palm with fingers that naturally spread out a bit

- His fingers are pretty long, thicker at their base then their ends. He has short nails that he doesn’t have to do much with but he still makes sure they’re all even/clean

- He doesn’t have super rough hands but he’s not got soft ones either, they’re smooth but every so often Robaire has to fight off callouses

- The muscles in Robaire’s hands aren’t super obvious but they’re clearer to see when his hand flexes to hold something, its also easier to see a few veins that run across

- His hands are pretty cool to the touch, not freezing, but cooled

- Robaire loves holding hands but rarely asks, its just not something he thinks about a ton unless you’re on a date. When you hold hands he always gives your knuckles a kiss and lightly swings your arms

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Jesse

- He has slender hands, thinner palms and fingers that naturally stay pretty closely set together

- Jesse’s fingers are slim and long, he has natural nails but he does really file them down so they get kind of long & uneven (and tend to have clay/paint under them)

- He has a few faint burn scars that litter his hands from cooking, as well as cuts along his fingers from mini accidents

- Jesse’s knuckles are defined & his hands muscles are defined because of strains from art. He has a few pretty defined veins that go over his hands too

- Jesse’s hands are smooth but not super soft, honestly he has kind of rough palms that are dry from all the clay work he does

- His hands are fucking freezing, please be weary of holding them

- He loves holding hands and often does. Especially if you have warmer hands then him, he wants to warm himself up. Jesse loves to lace his fingers in with yours too. He always asks to hold your hands & if you say no he’ll pout but proceed to try & lace your pinkys together anyway. He just really likes the contact

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Tae Young

- Tae has small, wide hands with shorter fingers that spread out naturally

- His hands are- honestly a bit chubby? His fingers are thinner at their ends and chubbier at the base. And his hands are soft & squishy

- He has naturally long nails that he of course loves to take care of & file/paint

- His hands have 1-2 random freckles along the tops and his hands have probably the most little scars. Tae’s hands are always littered with little scratches & jabs from upset avian friends at the animal rehab center

- His hands are usually hot?? Its a little weird but its cozy ✨

- Tae loves holding your hands, he’ll lace your fingers together and it always makes him smile so much. He swings your arms back & forth. He’s also usually not one to ask to hold your hands- he’ll just grab your hand & hold it. He’s done it in the middle of conversations w/ other people and he does it so smoothly that it doesn’t ever feel weird

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Aaron T

- He has large hands with wide palms and fingers that naturally spread out a little

- His fingers are thick pretty consistently, he also has nice natural nails that he likes to file down/keep clean. He has hangnails a lot though

- He also has very faint hairs on the bottom of his fingers, right above the knuckles

- T’s hands have a few stray freckles that dot the tops along with faint scars from random accidents

- His hands are very soft, none of his knuckles or tendons are very defined/strained

- T’s hands are warm to the touch

- He likes to hold hands but honestly he’s very energetic & unless you’re able to calm him down he tends to yank his hand away when he gets hyped about something. So the both of you actually loop pinkies or lazily hold onto fingers so when T moves away its not as awkward, he also likes to swing his arm so- the both of you swing your hands

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Aaron Z

- Z has large hands, a wide-ish palm with long fingers that don’t really spread out

- His fingers are pretty thick all around similarly to T’s, he has very short nails that dont ever grow out much. The ends of some of his fingers are also just a bit crooked

- He has calluses on his hands, he tries to keep them away w/ hand care but honestly they’re always there a tiny bit

- Z’s hands are a bit rough & not super smooth, he has pretty defined knuckles and the muscles in his hands are easily seen along with a few veins

- His hands are warm but they get kinda clammy, especially if he’s holding something for a long period of time

- Z loves to hold your hands, no doubt about it. But he’s too shy to ask in public & he hates that his hands get clammy at all. He’s embarrassed by it & by the roughness of his hands. You’ll have to ask to hold his hands & when you do he always happily obliges. Holding hands w/ you is one of the few things that gives him a consistent smile out in public

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I’ll make a drawing to add to this later

#4town #4town aaron t #4town aaron z #4town imagines #4town jesse #4town robaire #4town taeyoung #4town x reader #4townie

[dddomenstarstwst]

One caramel macchiato, please!

You work as a barista in a local coffee shop. Your days come and go, until you notice one particular person, who seems to stop by a lot more often now. They're so shy, but you find it cute, so why not ask them out on a date?

{just some cute heads for all hacketteers bc I'm really sad rn and need a distraction 🤪 also trying some new style of posts sorry if its messy or smth im a mess myself}

Emma Mountebank

°^° she wasn't exactly a regular at first, emma just went along with abi cuz the latter was really excited about this 'new cool coffee place'

°^° but after she tried a drink you made her, she fell in love. With a place, with her drink, with you

°^° so she started visiting a place a lot more, i mean of course, if she can get the most delicious coffee she ever tried AND some time with her new crush then what is there to wait for?

°^° however she wasn't sure if you're interested as well, she did flirt with you a couple of times but you probably got flirted with a lot right?

°^° so it was up to you to take matters in your hands. When she visited next time, you prepared a special drink for her with a 'wanna go out w me? :)' written on a cup

°^° no need to say she was excited as hell and sending you flirtatious looks waiting for your shift to end

Dylan Lenivy

°^° tell me he's not a guy who prefers smaller and less known to public places? You can't tell me otherwise. Anyways, he's a regular all the way and he enjoys different drinks

°^° he likes to try new stuff every time so he pesters you with questions like 'ooh, how do you brew that?' 'can you teach me how to make that?' 'how many calories is in that drink?' he doesn't care about answers, he really just wants to hear you talk about stuff. Honestly, just talk in general

°^° he makes attempts in flirting tho it's awkward and maybe a little forced, but still makes you laugh a little. And he would kill for the sound of your laughter

°^° god give strength to this man if you ever decide to flirt back, he will blush so hard and stutter a lot but he'll be really happy, even tho he thinks you're just trying to entertain him until he leaves

°^° unfortunately, he won't ask you out basically bc he thinks you don't like him and just think of him as this weird customer who doesn't take hints poor boy :(

°^° he'll be so shooked when he sees a 'lets go on a date, cutie ;)' on his cup you're sure he had a heart attack. For the rest of your shift he'll stay near you making occasional jokes to lift your spirits up

Nicholas Furcillo

°^° he doesn't remember how he ended up in that coffee place, yet he doesn't complain. He gets to have nice drinks and to see your cute face

°^° he doesn't really interact with you because he's shy and awkward so he's afraid he might say something weird or embarrass himself so he just... sits far away from you and sometimes looks in your direction

°^° if you start a convo with him he will stutter a bit and shift his gaze a lot, but he'll open up eventually and begin convos with you himself

°^° he is insecure about himself, especially in things like dating, so he won't really flirt with you, but he'll be polite and nice so you don't feel uncomfortable around him

°^° he makes sure to clear up his schedule as much as possible just to spend time with you. He also started learning about coffee stuff just to impress you

°^° ask him out when there's not many customers around bc he will get so shy and red the moment you say 'i really enjoy your company, wanna go out on a date with me?'

Kaitlyn Ka

°^° kaitlyn absolutely (secretly) loves small cafes so when she found out about that place she immediately became a regular. She likes the atmosphere, the prices and the quality, and she likes one particularly cute barista too

°^° she's confident and she knows it, so that makes flirting with you easier bc whenever she feels shy she can just bombard you with some cheesy pick-up lines and joke about how cringy it was

°^° sometimes she makes fun of you for being 'clumsy' or 'trying too hard' or 'ew, that drink didn't come out that good, but ok i guess 🙄'. She does know that it probably hurts you as a barista, but that's her defense mechanism and she hates it as well

°^° she's quick to apologize if she sees you're upset and offers a date to make up for it as a 'joke' but bro, she doesn't think it's a joke anymore

°^° she'll fall deeper in love if you tease her back and jokingly misspell her name as 'Caitlyn' or 'Kaitlin' just to shit with her, if you pretend it was a mistake she will kiss you here and then no

°^° give her a free drink with 'lets go on a date, shit ass ;)' and she'll look at you mad but also blushing. She wants to beat your ass but she'd rather kiss you

Jacob Custos

°^° he's kinda a regular but kinda not. He can visit a cafe for like four days in a row, but then just disappear for the same amount of time which confuses you a lot

°^° you may think it's bc he's a busy man but nope, he just likes you a lot but is a bit confused about his feelings, he doesn't have a good experience in dating so he doesn't wanna get hurt again

°^° but you're so sweet and kind, always writing cheerful comments on his cup that sure do lift his mood up so maybe he should try dating again?

°^° he makes attempts at flirting that aren't as awkward as dylan's but still a little questionable. He doesn't mean any harm so his flirting is really innocent and full of jokes

°^° he's insecure too, he doesn't wanna be a bother but still wants to be needed by you, so teach him about some stuff and ask about his day to show that you're interested in him

°^° he will absolutely jump when you ask him out on a date, just say the word 'date' and he's already suggesting places to go that you might like, he really likes you and he doesn't plan on messing up

Ryan Erzahler

°^° he likes the place bc it's always quiet and doesn't have many people around. Perfect for listening to some podcasts. He also likes how polite you are and how you're interested in whatever stories he tells you

°^° he orders drinks different for whatever mood he's in so you're never able to guess what'll it be. However he likes to just sometimes come and order something 'to your liking' bc he secretly tries to learn about you

°^° I've read so many heads about him majoring in arts, specifically animation, and fuck just imagine him sitting near a window with his sketchbook out, him sketching you while you work bye

°^° he's really quiet and awkward, he doesn't know much about dating so he might not really interact with you, not much flirting either. He just kinda talks to you sometimes when you work and he has nothing to do or while he waits for his order

°^° if he's comfortable enough he might show you some of his sketches not of you or show you his favorite podcasts, and if you tell him about your hobbies or something you like he'll have that shy smirk and nod along

°^° ask if 'he'd like to spend some time together?' and he'll go silent, a little hesitant, but would agree nonetheless

Abigail Blyg

°^° she was so excited to discover this new place, the interior is absolutely amazing and inspiring, she sure has to sketch that... cute barista that served her a drink just now hello??

°^° she's a shy bean so she won't initiate convos so it's really up to you, or up to emma to matchmake you if she's with abi

°^° she would scream internally if you call her pretty or even more complement her arts that she not-so-subtly showed off to you

°^° make her special drinks and write some complements on a cup to make her day, she'll make sure to mutter little 'thank you's' all while blushing

°^° doesn't really understand all the coffee terminology, so she will be ecstatic if you teach her some of the stuff, that way you'll bond and spend a little time together

°^° please do write a 'you're cute, let's watch a movie?' and she will cry, blush, die, ascend to heaven and return to earth while nodding in agreement

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Somehow I don't like how those turned out but i spent so long writing it so I'll post it anyway

#the quarry #dylan lenivy #the quarry dylan #jacob custos #the quarry jacob #ryan erzahler #the quarry ryan #kaitlyn ka #the quarry kaitlyn #nick furcillo #the quarry nick #emma mountebank #the quarry emma #abigail blyg #the quarry abi #supermassive games #the quarry headcanons

[modstarfell]

Any favorite headcanon about your favorite characters? 👀

you have no idea what you've just unleashed. read more becuz. its a lot. i love a lot. mostly gals. but like. i love a lot. theyre who youre more likely to see me write for anyways naturally kdjfngkjn

only doing bb, drdt, dra here to make it easier and not that long... if sent another ask i'll try and do more muses from the others i write for

akeru having a small tattoo on her ankle because it's one of the few 'safest places' for her to have one.

kana; kana and kanjiro being childhood friends despite the odds of how they grew up and talking via walkie-talkies

kanjiro; has a cd player thats burned with old convos so when kana gets super busy (she helped with this btw!!) hes able to listen to her voice and not feel so isolated while training on his own since he didnt really have anyone friend wise outside of kana (collided with previous hc)

arei; i've been obsessed with the idea of her letting her hair down to purposefully tease people that have been staring at her a little too long (in a joking way if theyre already friends) but also she just ends up making like a billion tiny braids with her hair when shes bored... doesnt tie it though, so they all fall out real quick

veronika; as much as she *loves* horror she loves toying with peoples hearts via writing even more. watching how they react to her writing and feeding off it to make it hurt much more in an angsty fic or something. also ocasionally despite her love for lolita fashion; will dress down if she wants to avoid people once in awhile.... she looks nearly entirely different!

akane; literally where do i start??? i have so much for her... but i think my favorite would have to be ironically her not being able to read properly. i mean it's never really said if she went to school school or not; and it's possible utsuros luck reunited them easily anyways... but also having this girl boss of a character and then one flaw; cannot read kjndfgkjn

also the relationship i created with her and shobai even if unintentionally. it started off as a way to include him in the story properly (and not just 'mikados errand boy' type of thing since. obviously my story is different.) but it really grew on me and i hold it close to my heart!

kizuna; it would have to be her giving her classmates free nail painting sessions for the funsies of it, jokingly saying she expects payment but she never actually does! shes accepted her reputation but it doesnt mean she wont have fun with it from time to time

minako; birthday celebrating. making sure to always celebrate kizunas birthday even if theyre struggling with money, if things are tight that month. always makes it work. always sits and has the 'best birthdays ever' even if it's something smaller. with the type of household they come from; you'd rarely expect any sort of birthday to happen outside of a big money purchase as a gift and thats it but no. minako will go to actually attempting to celebrate with a birthday and a girls day.

utsuro; my entire rendition is basically one big headcanon/hj but... picking one for him..... hmmmmmm... it would have to be that he's a terrible cook actually. i've talked about it before a few times i know but its another silly to me for no reason. if you want something more newer i haven talked about....... despite being 'bored with everything and everyone' he's followed along to being info dumped to by akane and the kidsTM... had tries to do their hobbies all at least once. some went better then others......... still physically weak noodle

#akeru 🌫️ #kana ⭐ #kanjiro 🏹 #Arei 🎳 #Veronika 👁️ #akane 🍵 #kizuna 🎉 #minako 🎉 #utsuro 🌌

[manyothermusingsofmine]

Beach Date || Drabble

Fandom: Ace Attorney

Warnings: None

Wordcount: 1566 Summary: does this count as the beach episode? Anyway. Klavier and Mary go on a nightly beach date. Cause they deserve it.

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In Japanofornia the sea was never far away from you. At most, depending on where you resided, it took two hours to get to one of its luscious beaches. As someone who had lived in the place for the majority of his life, Klavier was well aware of the spots that got the least amount of tourist traffic simply because they were harder to get to. He had spent many hours of his free time in these little corners away from the buzzling nature of the big city and its people, as it even provided shelter from paparazzi. It was also the perfect place to bring his partner to, knowing that since the two of them got here around the standard dinner time, most people were at home either eating food as a late dinner or they were settling in for the night.

"I told you I knew where I was going," he said in a lightly joking tone, taking his hair out of the twist he normally wore it in and offering his arm as support for her to get down to the beach over a rocky, wobbly path.

"Did I say I doubted you?" Mary answered in a similar tone, feeling a lot more stable on her legs when they reached the sand of the beach even if the first layer of it was loose. She only let go of him when they reached the firmer layer of sand closer by the ocean, where she followed his example and untied her hair from the half updo she usually kept it in. She watched as he sat down by the shore, far enough away that the water wouldn't lap at his feet. She joined him, sitting down on the firm sand and following his gaze to the calm ocean.

".... It's beautiful."

Under the light of the moon and the stars the sea glistened, looking like it was encrusted with gemstones. The occasional small wave curling over itself and washing ashore and the rustling of those waves creating and incredibly calm vibe. She quietly rested her head to his shoulder, as they sat there for a little while just taking in the scene, the fresh air and the calm atmosphere. His hand very lightly brushed against hers; she simply offered her hand for him to hold. They just sat there together, fingers of their hands intertwined, as they quietly enjoyed each other's company.

After a little while of watching the waves roll ashore, they got up, to walk together along one of the many miles of the shore that Japanofornia offered. There were only a handful of other people at the beach as well, most far enough away to be nothing but a vaguely human shape on the horizon. Because of the fact that they were practically all alone, it was a lot easier for Mary to show the affection she wish she had the bravery for when other people were around. She held his arm with both of her hands, occasionally interrupting their walk to press a kiss to his cheek.

It took her a little bit to notice the sudden twinkle in his eyes, giving away that a sudden mood of playfulness had taken a hold.

"... What?" she asked as her eyes darted around the shoreline for a little bit, before meeting his again

"We should come here sometimes to just swim."

"In this time of year, when the water is freezing? ... Don't you dare."

Though there was a certain level of authority in her tone when he approached her, it was intermingled with a sense of humor as Klavier always seemed to unlock her playful moods with relative ease as she slipped away from his grasp.

"I'll throw you in there myself," she threatened, still in a light tone of not taking any of this too seriously.

"You'd have to catch me first."

"Wha- Hey! Wait! Get back here!"

As if he had been standing at the starting line of a race, Klavier took off, with Mary following not far behind. He managed to stay out of her reach for quite a while until he managed to trip over his own feet in combination with the loose sand, dramatically falling down near the base of a dune.

"Alas, betrayed by my own feet and the sand of yore," Klavier stated as if he was performing in an opera play, dramatically holding the back of his hand over his forehead as Mary caught up, an amused expression on her face.

"Are you done?" she asked, watching him dramatically flop onto his back in the loose sand.

"I'm in my Ophelia moment."

"Uhuh. You know that sand is going to be a nightmare to rinse out of your hair, right?"

"Eh," he simply replied, shrugging a little. Her expression softened, as she slowly sat down beside him. Mary watched him for a little while, just taking in the sight of him staring at the night sky above. A small, happy sigh left her.

"I'm actually living out the imagined fantasy of many a fan of yours right now, huh?" she said with a soft laugh, as he looked at her from the corners  of his eyes before turning his head a little in her direction.

"Well... I'm glad I'm having this moment with you, and not some fan," he replied, causing her to tilt her head a little.

"What do you mean?"

".... I don't know, sometimes you seem to think that dating a fan would be easy for me, but, it's not. Sure, some are genuine in their feelings, but a lot of them only see Klavier the rockstar. I can't live up to the image they have of me in their head. And there's some who are more in love with the idea of glory and fame and riches than they are with me. And you run a great risk ending up in some weird, gross power dynamic."

He looked back up at the sky.

"Dating other celebrities isn't easy either; you're both busy, working a lot to keep on top of your game, and it's easy to fall into this sense of competition even with each other. No, I always felt that if I wanted a genuine connection with someone, I would find it in my work as a prosecutor. People at the district court don't treat me like I invented the wheel, but, the caveat there being that some people just straight up ignore the rockstar aspect to me. Which is also not good; acting like I'm not going to be away for months on end on tour is just going to breed resentment."

A silence fell between them, as Mary shifted towards him. As she gently pulled a stray hair away from his face, her hand moved along the curve of his cheek and jaw and ended up resting there, her thumb ever so lightly tracing his cheekbone. He could see how her green eyes were full of love and affection for him.

"All I'm saying is that I feel incredibly lucky to be your partner, Klavier. You are so beautiful, and warm, and kind. Somehow, in some way, you always make me laugh and cheer me up when the day is getting too heavy for me to take. You are everything to me."

He gave her a smile before slowly pushing himself back up in a sitting position, with Mary removing her hand from his face only to let her wrist lightly rest on his shoulder as he returned the gesture; softly running his thumb over her cheek as the rest of his hand rested on the curve of her face.

"And I am saying that what I have with you is real, and that's more valuable to me than I could ever explain."

They took a moment to just look in each other's eyes, sharing an unspoken moment of deep affection for each other in a single look. Then, Klavier closed the gap between them and pressed his lips to hers in a passionate kiss that she eagerly answered with her own level of passion.

They broke away after a moment for a quick breather, then Mary shifted their weights around as she pulled him back in for another kiss, one hand holding his shoulder while the other disappeared in the strands of his beach blonde hair. With how their weights shifted Klavier ended up back down on the sand again, now with her on top of him as they kissed until they had to break apart to breathe once more.

"I love you so much," she whispered breathlessly, as he pressed a few soft kisses to her jawline.

"I love you, more."

As a cold wind rippled over the beach, Mary shivered, instinctively pressing herself closer to Klavier to find comfort in his warmth. He just quietly wrapped his arms around her, pressing a kiss on the top of her head as she made herself comfortable on his chest.

"You okay, dear?"

"Yeah. It's just chilly and that makes me appreciate how legitimately warm you are," Mary mumbled, softly nuzzling into his chest.

"We should go home, soon, then. Snuggle up on the couch, watch some tv."

"Sounds great. But... can we stay like this for a few more minutes?"

Klavier smiled, as he softly ran his fingers over her back.

"Of course, darling."

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