#and wondering where this tiny gremlin disappeared

[wandixx]

Dani gives people heart attacks and brings down a lot of trafficking rings, making friends along the way. Everything by accident, really

Dani traveled around world, hadn't she? While doing it, she had to meet a lot of interesting people.

Like heroes or villains.

In civies or not or both who knows.

But to actually learn things about someplace you have to spend more than one night there. Like, idk? Month? Probably more but I doubt she would be able to sit in one place for any longer. In many places she is shorter.

Month is long enough to create some connections though.

Enough to get someone to realize when you disappear...

Yeah, Dani on her way of gremlin and self discovery ghosted bunch of people without second thought. They'll probably forget her in few months anyway. And she was everywhere in USA. She didn't left American soil only because she didn't want to be too far from Danny in case of emergency. Before anyone tells me he was in space so he could fly to her wherever on Earth she would be, Earth's atmosphere ends about 100 km above sea level and officially this is border of space. Telecommunication satellites are between 8000 to 12000 km up. It's about how wide Atlantic Ocean is.

Plus y'know, time. If she needs help, she probably can't quite wait until he flies all the way to Hong Kong, Wladywostok, Rio de Janeiro or wherever she is.

So America it is. For now at least. When they're 100% sure she is stable she'll fly elsewhere.

Anyway people who she ghosted are used to batshit crazy stuff but "this tween is alone on her road to self discovery and just left for new city" isn't first thing anyone thought about. Maybe outside of Martians. They know. Everyone else? No idea what happened to this tiny, chaotic, snarky, probably meta child.

First thought though?

She got kidnapped.

So now 3/4 of Justice League, some individual heroes and bunch of less intense rogues are scrambling around their cities tracking every trafficking ring they found glimpses of, trying to find Dani.

Flashes work with Captain Cold on this and seem to slowly descend into madness. At the same time, Dani eats ice cream with nice museum lady from Washington who introduced herself as Diana. Then she helps at animal shelter with kind stuck up boy called Damian. Oh, Danny likes aliens, let's visit Martian Manhunter. Maybe she'll manage to get autograph for her template. Wait Space Cops? Kinda sucks but Danny would probably like their signatures too. Let's go. Oh, Superboys are fun mess with and older one is like her! This Nightwing guy puns like Danny but she always feels like he looks at her weirdly. Billy should eat more, magic or not, fighting is tiring. Good thing she has Sam's money to buy him burgers.

She has time of her life while people she met are slowly dying.

She probably doesn't even hide that she is traveling but for whatever reason they don't think she actually left.

They don't bring it up on any meeting because no matter how concerned they are, it's not really whole league type of business. And Martians just discreetly enjoy chaos.

There is a lot of ways it can get resolved (or not) but I kinda thought about Jon introducing his old buddy Damian to his new buddy Dani because he thinks they would get along and they just stare at each other for long moment before:

"Dani..."

"Dami!"

"WHY DID YOU LEFT WITHOUT A WORD! WE THOUGHT YOU WERE KIDNAPPED OR DEAD!"

Some screaming and revelation that Killer Croc was looking for her too, Dani hits moment of realisation.

"Wait, is this what people think when you just up and go?"

"Honestly? Yeah"

"Oh, Ancients I did this to so many people. So many..."

Idk, just Dani traveling and leaving people behind.

Do with it what you will

#dp x dc #dpxdc #dc x dp #dcxdp #nobody really questions why Martians brought popcorn to Watchtower meeting because their stretch to thin between attending said meeting #and wondering where this tiny gremlin disappeared #it would be kinda histeric to me if she visited some cities few times but met other people #like first time in Gotham she bothers Jason and pets hienas #then few months later she has brawl with killer croc and becomes Duke's kibda sidekick for a week #then she smacks Joker and volunteers at animal shelter with Damian #and somehow they don't connect it #or they do and think she repeatedly gets kidnapped and escapes but doesn't leave the city because something #only hope flashes have left at this point is that she didn't show up in morgue #they actually consider running back in time to save her #also #some heroes and villains heard some thing and they *preparing weapons* #just want to talk with Vlad #just talk they promise #idk just enjoy and spread the chaos #have a nice day dear stranger who got to this part

[sorry-but-no-sorry]

Part 7 of the Cadel Aliit holopics series !

My my how time does fly

Baldar’s sons, the Disaster Mando siblings, are all grown up and assit their father and aunt’s business after Reg and Error officially retired

Business is thriving until the youngest of the group, Fiasco, 16 at the time, stumbled upon a settlement, visibly attacked, where the only survivor is a little sick and starving pantoran baby.

Fiasco was abandon by his bio family when he was a just a tiny toddler before Baldar found him. Needless to say he saw a lot of himself in the baby.

He named her Kebiin, and officially adopted her after long months of getting her back to full health.

Obviously, the Teenager wasn’t alone to raise her. His vode and specially his buirse helped him every step of the way. Accidentally turning Fiasco into a giant papa bear as time went on.

In the meantime Baz became a decent Force user, he had several teachers over the years, including members of the Skirata Aliit. He was not a bad student but due to some sour memories before his adoption, he tended to purposefully be a little osik and find his own rhythm

Speaking of menace, Kari-el developed an obsession with fire and explosives. He didn’t know why, but they felt familiar to him. He tried to use every excuses on the job to ‘lighten up’ the mood.

Eventually, an incident unlocked forgotten memories and their weight was too much on his little nautolan shoulders that he begged for them to disappear again, he didn’t want to face them. It took time but eventually turn back into his old gremlin way

Dok, well, he took upon himself to be the defacto leader of their little group. He can’t take a step forward without avoiding one of the brothers causing mischief or hurting themselves the dumbest way possible. Don’t get him wrong, he absolutely loves them to death but, he still wonders how any of them are still alive when he’s not here.

He might be the secound oldest, after Baz. But when Dok says it’s final, it’s final.

For More information please ask @exhaustedtech99 !

#clone wars #star wars #rebels #sw rebels #mandolorian #mandolorian oc #reg n error shenanigans #error n reg shenanigans #chiss #pantoran #nataulan #chagrian #mirilian

[headhedgehog]

Late Night

Baro finally gets to go home. Part two of First Phone Call Home. Part 3 Part 4

CW: None, past teen pregnancy referenced

AN: Goddamnit I've been infected by fluff gremlins. Enjoy the Baro fluff.

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The train home from Blue Lock was way too slow for Baro. They'd only gotten two weeks off after the U-20 match, damn it, and he didn't want to spend so much of the first day traveling.

When the train finally pulled into the station, he practically ran to the door, using every bit of restraint he possessed to not push other passengers out of his way.

Baro saw his mother and sisters immediately, but his focus was on the young woman standing with them. There was his girlfriend, Akemi, gorgeous and smiling, holding Hana, their baby girl. When she saw him, she handed the baby to Baro's mother and ran into his arms.

"Well hi," he laughed, holding her tight, burying his face in her hair. The smell of her shampoo relaxed him immediately; he was home.

"Missed you so much," Akemi said, face nestled in the crook of his neck. It took everything Baro had not to cry. When did he get so soft? he thought to himself. He kissed her temple.

"Missed you too. So much."

She let him go but clung to his arm as they joined the rest of his family as if she was afraid he'd disappear. His mother kissed his cheek and put his daughter in his arms.

"Hi babygirl," he said. She was six months old now, able to hold her head up as he hugged her to his chest. She regarded him with curiosity, her bright red eyes examining his own.

"Do you know who this is?" Baro's mother asked the baby. "It's your dad. He's been waiting to see you for a long time."

Hana giggled and put her hand on his face. Baro broke into the biggest smile since he left for Blue Lock. He shifted her weight so he could grab her tiny wrist and kiss her palm.

"We've got dinner waiting," his mother said. "Ready to go?"

Baro nodded and followed his mother, baby on his hip and arm around his girlfriend.

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Baro woke up to Hana's crying. Next to him in bed, Akemi groaned and propped herself up on her elbow to look for her glasses.

"Go back to sleep, Aki, I got her," he said, kissing her on the cheek. She collapsed back to the mattress without a word.

Baro stewed as he walked to the nursery. He'd known Akemi probably wasn't sleeping much between her classes and caring for Hana, but seeing her in person made him realize how dire the situation was. He picked Hana up out of her crib and held her against his chest, bouncing her gently as he walked to the kitchen to retrieve a bottle of breastmilk from the fridge. By the time they made it back to the nursery and settled into the rocking chair, Hana had calmed down a bit and eagerly drank from the bottle.

Looking at his tiny daughter, Baro couldn't help but wonder what the others from Blue Lock would think if they knew he was a father. He was one of the older strikers in the program, but he was still only nineteen. The other guys were so childish, just boys acting like they'd skipped class. They'd probably think he was some kind of delinquent because he had a kid so young, treat his sex life like something to speculate and gossip about.

I'd be the same way if it weren't for Hana, he realized. Hana grabbed a piece of his hair in her fist; he winced but let her play with it. I had to grow up, they haven't just yet.

Something tightened in Baro's chest. He and Akemi hadn't really gotten to finish being kids, went from careless high schoolers to responsible adults almost overnight. Or at least rough approximations of responsible adults. Part of him mourned the young adulthood they wouldn't get to have together, the college life Akemi could be having if she weren't a mom.

Hana finished her bottle and Baro shifted to rub her back. The sun began to stream through the curtains, drew his attention to the shelves where Hana's things were kept. At eye level with the rocking chair was a framed photo of him sitting next to Akemi in her hospital bed, holding a minutes-old Hana in his arms and beaming. Their youth was immediately apparent in the photo, but so was their joy. Holding Hana now, he could still remember the lightness he'd felt when she was born, the overwhelming love, the immediate knowledge that he'd do anything to keep her safe.

The baby started to make sleepy little noises and Baro continued to rock her, his large hand rubbing circles on her back. I'm definitely too young for this, he thought as he kissed his daughter's hair. But I'm really fucking happy I get to be her dad.

#bllk #blue lock #fic #barou shouei #barou shoei #bllk barou #bllk fic #barou fluff #fanfic #barou as a dad #daddy baro

[ao3feed-undertale1]

walk into my mystery step inside and hold on for dear life

read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/51142822 by Ghosts_Multiversal_Mindsoup Nightmare knows there's something in his castle, he knows. He catches glimpses of shadows in the corner of his eyelight. He sees blurs of motion that disappear when he turns to look. Nightmare knows there's something in his castle. But he can't find it. He can't find them. ____________ Or: how Nightmare adopted Killer into the bad guy gang. Oh, and found a better alternative to using the stairs for his midnight snacks. (Title from: I Am All of Me by Crush 40) Words: 11605, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Undertale (Video Game) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: Gen Characters: Sans Ensemble (Undertale), Core!Frisk is also there too Relationships: Sans & Sans (Undertale) Additional Tags: Bad Sanses | Nightmare's Gang (Undertale), Nowhere Space (Hilda), also slightly inspired by the cornerfolk, I wrote this while listening to I am all of me and yes it's where the title is from, no i do not take criticism, Crack, Crack Treated Seriously, No Angst, Fluff, No Smut, Paranoia, Found Family, Team as Family, guys what if they lived in a castle and like... cared for each other, Adoption, (well... kind of...), it's not paranoia if there really IS someone living in your walls, Undertale Multiverse, rated T for swearing and Killer being Killer, OOC, gremlin killer is love gremlin killer is life, Oneshot, fannon, lots of fannon, Additional Warnings In Author's Note, WHOOPS not me realizing last second that killer's backstory is kinda really yikes, anyways there's a tiny bit of angst guys, Slight Hurt/Comfort, Parental Dreamtale Nightmare Sans (Undertale), Protective Dreamtale Nightmare Sans (Undertale), Dadmare B), The bad guy gang and the star sanses are on good terms in this, also error isn't hunting for the omega timeline anymore, basically everything is cool and great and wonderful, did I mention cannon divergent?, Cannon Divergent read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/51142822

#ao3feed #ao3undertalefeed #fanfic #undertale #undertale-fanfic

[akakeiiji]

HI!~ (THIS IS MY FIRST TINE REQUESTING AND IM REALLY EXCITED) Can I request a scenario where their smol s/o (I'm like 155 or 5'1 for reference) gets easily lost? Like they just wonder off on their own cause they think that he's still with them and she tends to leave her phone with him so calling to find her is out of the question??? (Me honestly IM SORRY FRIENDS AND FAMILY) She likes a lot of things so sometimes its hard to find her cause they never know where she is? Ushi, Tsuki and Bokuto-🌼

-`,✎ Ushijima, Tsukishima and Bokuto losing their short S/O in a crowd

THIS REQUEST IS JUST TOO ADORABLE AND IT HITS SO CLOSE TO HOME!! We’re the same height nonnie 🤧🤧✋ Short gang, where ya’ll at? 

Also I apparently don’t know how to read because I thought you requested for headcanons at first despite you clearly asking for scenarios so I decided to keep the hcs since I was already halfway done with them~ hope you don’t mind, nonnie! 

The man is literally built like the empire state building, he just towers over everyone, it’s insane

And then there you are behind him, all tiny and stuff, it’s so friggin adorable

He doesn’t really notice your height difference at all

Whenever people point it out, he just cocks his head with his eyebrows furrowed and is like “Yeah, I’m tall?? And they’re short?? Why are you reacting like that?”

He’s genuinely confused and doesn’t see why it’s a big deal at all

When he looks at you he doesn’t really pick up on itty bitty details like your height and stature; he just sees you for the whole you and sees you simply as this perfect deity that he loves

But he does appreciate the perks that come with it such as the way you feel when he hugs you after a match or the way you look up at him so adorably when you’re trying to get a kiss

He also didn’t realize the cons that came with having a tiny s/o

There are many but we’re focusing on the fact that it’s so easy to lose you in a crowd

He’ll literally look away for 0.5 seconds and when he looks back at you, you’re suddenly gone

He probably won’t notice for a bit but after a while, he’ll wonder why you aren’t holding onto his sleeve or hand anymore

Whenever this happens he usually goes about it in two ways; he’d either stay still where he is and let you find him (which isn’t hard, he sticks out like a sore thumb) or if enough time passes, he’ll retrace his steps and look for you himself

He’ll have a tiny little frown on his face since he gets so worried about you, like you’re so tiny what if you get trampled??

When he does find you though, the wide smile on your face when you catch sight of him honestly makes the search worth it

can you tell that I miss ushi so friggin much

The streets in downtown Tokyo are always so packed at this time of day. There were hundreds of people rushing to and from work, tourists taking in the sights, and busy shoppers such as yourself and Ushijima; you two had just finished shopping together and were heading to your favorite restaurant in the area as you always do to end your date night.

Your hand remained tightly wrapped around the hem of your boyfriend’s coat as you two made your way down the busy streets, struggling to not get pulled away as people continued to mercilessly push past you. You would have much rather held Ushijima’s hand but he insisted on carrying all your shopping bags and was rather preoccupied with them at that moment.

He marched on, oblivious to your struggles behind him. It was during times like this when you hated how short your legs were, you were practically jogging to keep up with your boyfriend who, to him, was only going at a leisurely pace.

Before you knew it, your hand had loosened and you suddenly lost hold of his coat. You looked up, hoping to find him just a few feet away, but he had disappeared into the sea of people all around you.

Ushijima hadn’t noticed anything at first, he was too focused on where he was going to realize that the little tugs on the hem of his coat throughout the journey were suddenly gone. He looked down at both his hands and placed the shopping bags on one of them to the other so that he could use it to hold your own.

He held out his free hand behind him, calling out your name, and motioned for you to grab it. A few seconds went by of him gesturing like this only to be met with no response.

He looked back, eyebrows furrowed, only to find no sign of you.

Ushijima immediately stops in his tracks, eyes widening ever so slightly as he did a little 360 turn in his spot, raking over the crowds rushing past him in hopes he’d find your familiar head of hair bouncing about.

He stood motionless where he was, forcing people to walk around him—most wanted to tell him off for standing in the middle of the street but no one had the balls to.

A few minutes went by and he began walking down the direction he came from looking everywhere for you. Worry began to bubble in him when you were still nowhere to be found but suddenly he saw a figure waving at him from afar.

You were standing on top of those small cement blocks on the bottom street lights, waving your free hand that wasn’t wrapped around the lamp towards your boyfriend, grinning ear to ear when you met eyes with him.

Ushijima smiled in relief, shoulders relaxing as he made his way over to you. You met him halfway, immediately wrapping your arms around him in a hug, burying your face into his chest.

“I’m never letting go of your hand next time.” He said, pressing a chaste kiss on the top of your head before interlocking your fingers together. You laughed, nodding in agreement. “Definitely not.”

We all already know this: Kei is fucking ruthless

It doesn’t matter that you’re dating. It doesn’t matter that you’re literally his favorite person in the world tho he’ll never admit this to you you will not be free from his savageness

No one is more hyper-aware of your height difference than he is and no one teases you more than him

Tsukishima is literally the type to steal your things and hold them over your head or he’ll purposefully stand at full height whenever you want to kiss him just so that he can watch you struggle

“Oh, babe, I didn’t see you from down there.”

Is the type to purposefully put things you use all the time up on the top shelves in cupboards and cabinets

He says that he does this to annoy but really he does this so that you can call him to help you since he banned you from climbing the counters 🤧✋

He really loves your height though as much as he likes to tease you for it

He loves how easy it is to wrap his arms around you and how you burrow into his chest whenever you hug

His favorite thing about your height is probably the fact that it’s so comfortable being the big spoon with you since you fit so snuggly against him 🥺

again he’ll never tell you this, my man is tight-lipped

However he can get very protective over you, it’s like he developed this idea in this head that small = fragile

So whenever he loses track of you in a crowd (which happens a lot, it's honestly embarrassing) he immediately drops everything and searches for you

He’ll have this permanent pout on his face as he retraces his steps, going back to wherever you two were and keeping an eye out for either you or places that would catch your eye

Once he finally catches you, he’d sigh in relief and immediately put up his “i’m annoyed right now, give me attention” face and head over to you, knocking your head with his knuckles lightly

He’d lecture you a bit about staying close to him and he’d spend the rest of your time out with his eye on you and with his hand tightly wrapped around your own

The mall was always so crowded during the weekend especially now that Christmas was just around the corner. Tsukishima told you that you two should visit the mall later during the week but you were just so excited to see this new movie, he simply couldn’t say no; he cursed himself for being so tightly wrapped around your finger.

The building was already pretty full when you two entered the cinema but when you two emerged, it was as if the number of people there seemed to double in just a span of a few hours.

As you two made your way through the tight-knit crowds of people, the frown on Tsukishima’s face never left as people kept pushing and rushing past him. He called out your name behind him and said, “See, I told you we should have come after the weekend, it’s like half the city is here right now.”

He waited for your usual giggle or scoff, maybe a light smack on his arm as you tell him to brighten up but there wasn’t any of that.

“(Y/N)? Did you hear me? I—(Y/N?),” He turned around, worried that you may have been upset at him but instead was surprised to find that you weren’t trailing along behind him like he expected you to be.

He turned around fully, hands coming out of his pocket as he raked his eyes over the crowds of people around him. It would be nearly impossible to find you here, there were probably hundreds of people in the mall now.

Tsukishima groaned slightly as he ran a hand through his locks, his other hand going into his pant pocket to ring your phone only to realize that it was with him as well, right next to his. This elicited a second groan from the blonde.

Knowing you, you probably got distracted by something and wandered away from him.

He retraced his steps, keeping a close eye on his surroundings. He had no idea when you wandered away from him so you could have been anywhere. He stood at full height, towering over the majority of the crowd, and scanned the entirety of the floor and the shops on it.

He entered a few stores he knew you’d most likely visit; the bookstore, the pet store, and a shop that was having a 50% sale but he found no traces of you.

Tsukishima was about to give up and head to the information desk and ask them to announce something on the loudspeaker to grab your attention—probably something along the lines of “To the small gremlin wandering around floor three right now, please meet Tsukishima Kei at the main exit.”—when he spotted a bright store on the other side of the floor.

You were there. He just knew it.

He rolled his eyes as he made his way to the anime store and low and behold, there you were, crouching as you stared at the shelves of anime merchandise, a wide ear to ear grin on your face.

Tsukishima sighed and lightly smacked you, tearing you away from your thoughts and making you look up at him in shock.

“You are such an idiot, (Y/N).” You only laughed in response and wrapped your arms around his waist and pressed your face onto his chest. “Aww, Kei! Were you worried about me?”

“Of course, I was. How do you expect me to feel?” He said with another roll of his eyes. He brought his hand up and placed it on top of your head. “I was worried someone thought you were a child and kidnapped you.”

You let out an indignant gasp and started to smack him but he only laughed and took your hand in his, dragging you out of the store behind him ignoring your protests.

Nobody in the whole entire world thinks you’re more adorable than Bokuto

He adores the fact that you’re so tiny, he likes you call you his pocket-sized s/o  

He never really teases you, instead he always coos and coddles you

He especially loves lifting you up in his arms and twirling you around, he always does this after winning a game and it always leaves you feeling dizzy

But you never complain bc who would complain about being hugged by Kou like that 🤧✋

However, as much as Bokuto loves how smol you are, he always kinda forgets that you’re short??

It’s because he’s always surrounded by tall people; his friends, the volleyball team, etc.

So he always forgets to adjust when he’s with you

And you know how some people just naturally walk really really fast, like they can’t help it, it’s just how they walk normally??

Yeah, that’s Bokuto

And this paired with the fact that he is literally 6’1 means he practically travels at light speed

Your tiny legs can barely keep up with your excitable boyfriend and you’re always practically jogging to keep up with him so if you take your eyes off of him for even just a few seconds he’ll probably run off somewhere and disappear 😔✋

This occurs so often when you two are out that you’re never shocked whenever it happens

It takes a few minutes before Bokuto realizes that he’s suddenly alone in a crowd and that you aren’t beside him like he thought you would be

AND IM SORRY BUT THE FIRST THING HE’LL DO IS JUST YELL OUT YOUR NAME REPEATEDLY AT FULL VOLUME WITH NO SHAME WHATSOEVER

“(Y/N)!! WHERE ARE YOU??”

Everyone around him would give him looks but he wouldn’t care, he just needs to find you fast or he’ll start panicking tho he lowkey already is

Some people would think that he’s looking for his kid but nah, he’s just looking for his smol s/o who would show up beside him after a while with a disgruntled look on their face

It never takes long for you two to reunite when you get separated, you just have to wait for the distinctive voice of your boyfriend yelling for you somewhere

When you two find each other, the first thing he’ll do is pull you into a tight hug, usually lifting you up from the ground as he presses a few kisses on your cheeks in relief

He’ll remember to walk slowly for the rest of the time you’re out, usually with his arm over your shoulder or with his hand tightly wrapped around your own

It made absolutely no sense to you that Bokuto literally grew up in the city yet has never visited the amusement park in the area before. You’ve visited the park countless times before but for your boyfriend, it was a first.

Bokuto was practically bouncing with excitement ever since you proposed the idea of visiting the amusement park together and it only got more intense as the day of your visit grew closer and closer.

You somewhat regretted not pushing your date to a later day in the week so that it didn’t fall on the weekend since the park was so packed but that feeling quickly dissipated when you glanced at your beaming boyfriend beside you.

What you did regret however was the fact that you didn’t wear more comfortable shoes, ones that were more fitting for exercise rather than leisurely walks since you were practically running around the park just to keep up with Bokuto.

His hand remained tightly clasped on your own as he sprinted all around the park, looking at all the rides, food stands, and gift shops around the place. He wasn’t really running, he was simply walking at a quick pace but this coupled with his long legs made it so difficult to match his pace with your significantly shorter ones.

You two had just gotten off a rather intense roller coaster and you felt your head spin from how dizzy it made you, you halted in your steps as Bokuto was about to begin running towards another ride making Bokuto stop as well as he was pulled back by your hand which was still holding onto his.

“Koutarou, let me rest for a bit,” You said as you sat on a bench in the shade, Bokuto immediately nodded and took a seat beside you, he handed you a bottle of water from his bag. “Sure babe, here drink this.”

After a few minutes of talking and resting under the shade, you stood up, reinvigorated, and filled with more energy. “Okay, let’s go, I’m feeling much better now,”

Bokuto immediately jumped onto his feet and beamed at you, more than ready for another round of rollercoasters and thrilling rides. He held out his hand for you to take and you two headed farther into the park.

“Let’s go on the Viking ride next—wait, hold on, let me fix this.” You let go of your boyfriend’s hand and began adjusting the overpriced headband on your head; Bokuto insisted on buying matching ones at the gift shop despite their ridiculous price (“Look, it’s just so adorable!”)

When you looked up, ready to grab ahold of his hand again, Bokuto was suddenly nowhere to be seen.

You whipped your head all around you but you couldn’t see the familiar head of hair of your boyfriend in the horde of people around you. You stood on your tiptoes, craning your head to get a better view but that didn’t do anything to help. You feel back on your feet and huffed; curse you and your short stature.

You walked down the direction you two were originally headed at, raking your eyes over the crowds of people you walked past when you suddenly heard a familiar voice yelling out your name from a distance. You whipped your head towards the direction of the voice and began to jog towards it.

Bokuto was standing on his tiptoes, his hands cupping his mouth as he called out for you over and over again, oblivious to the looks of shock from the people around him.

As he was about to scream out your name for the dozenth time, you suddenly pushed your way through the people around him and grabbed ahold of his arm, an exasperated yet also relieved look on your face.

Bokuto’s face immediately lit up, the small frown on his lips turning into a large smile as he wrapped his arms around you. He pressed you into his chest and lifted you off the ground as he usually does when he hugs you.

You giggled and flailed around as he did this, when he placed you back safely on the ground, he placed a small kiss on your forehead.

“Sorry for leaving you behind,” Bokuto said as he laced his fingers onto your own, “It won’t happen again,”

You scoffed playfully and let yourself be dragged along by him, “That’s what you said last time, Kou.”

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[redhoodssweetheart]

My Best Friend’s Sister

Genre: College AU

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader

Requested: Yes (This is apart of my 1.5K follower celebration, requests are now closed)

Word Count: 1.1K

Warnings: Little Angsty, Wanda is rude to the Reader, fluffy towards the end

Description:   Wanda doesn’t seem to like you being Pietro’s best friend.  She tells you one night that it’s because she’s afraid that you would leave him once you realized that he wasn’t ever going to look at you as anything other than a friend.  You tell her that that won’t be an issue because Pietro isn’t your type.

Wanda Maximoff was an enigma to you.  

Meeting her had been purely coincidental since the two of you didn’t even run in the same crowds.  The only reason you knew she existed was because of her twin brother Pietro.  You and Pietro were in the same classes together and when you had been paired for a project you had hit it off nicely and became fast friends.  He was constantly teasing you and treating you as if you were his sister.

Maybe that was because he had a sister so it just came naturally to him.

When you met Wanda you had been excited to meet the most important person in Pietro’s life.  The two of them had been on their own for a while and you didn’t expect to be best friends with her like you were him, but you still wanted to be on friendly terms at least.  But that first meeting hadn’t gone as planned.

“Wan, we’re here!”  Pietro said as he opened the door to their apartment and stepped inside.  He was grinning and vibrating with excitement.

Wanda came around the corner looking like she was ready to go out with friends, “Oh was that today?”  Her gaze lingered on you for a moment, and you felt your smile falling as you saw that she was brushing you off.  You knew from the look on her face that she had no interest in find out more about you, and she probably never wanted to meet you in the first place.  “Sorry, I forgot.  I’m going out with Natasha, Steve, and Sam.”  Then she was brushing past the two of you and disappearing out of sight.

Pietro apologized for her behavior and you told him it was okay, but there was a part of you that was a little hurt by how she had brushed off meeting you.  The two of you had never met before that moment so how could she act like this?  

Things didn’t get better after that.  One night when Pietro invited you over you discovered that Wanda had friends over as well.  That was fine, you knew Natasha and her boyfriend Steve from a class you didn’t have with Pietro and greeted them warmly when the three of you noticed one another.  Wanda was silently brooding into her drink and you steered clear of her since it seemed like she wasn’t your biggest fan for whatever reason.

Months of this happened, Wanda barely gave you the time of day and it got to a point where you just stopped going over to Piero’s apartment.  He understood, he always apologized for his sister’s behavior.  Maybe the two of you were just too different, you preferred nights in with Pietro watching movies and she seemed to like going out and being around groups of people.

Although you couldn’t help the tiny crush that was starting to form.  You would see her around campus with her friends or her brother and you just observed her.  Pietro told you stories about how she was when they were kids still living in Sokovia before they came to the States after their parents’ deaths.  There was a side to her that she wasn’t showing you, the sweet caring Wanda, and you wondered if you would ever get to see that or if maybe whatever it was that made her ignore you would just linger between the two of you forever.

One day you went into your favorite coffee shop to study and get some work done.  It was your favorite place on campus to come and the barista greeted you warmly when you approached the counter.  When you went to take a seat you saw Wanda by the windows with her nose buried in a book.  Steeling your nerves you marched over to her, “Can we talk?”

She looked up and said, “Uh sure?”

You slid into the seat across from her and folded your hands in your lap so she couldn’t see how badly you were shaking.  “Why don’t you like me?”  Ripping the Band-Aid off was the only thing you could do, there was no point in beating around the bush.

Wanda marked her place in her book and mimicked your position, “Why should I try to be your friend when you’re just going to leave my brother like everyone else?  Girls come and go all the time, he wants to be their friend and when things don’t progress further than that they leave.  It’s happened too many times now and I’m tired of trying to make small talk with the girls he’s friends with only to find out two weeks later they’re no longer interested in him because he’s not interested in them.”

So that’s what this was all about.

“Well Piet’s not my type,” you told her.  “He’s honestly like a brother to me.  A really annoying brother, we were studying one time and I fed him after midnight and I swear he turned into Gizmo from Gremlins.”

You watched as she bit her lip before bursting out laughing, it was infectious and soon you joined in on the laughter.  “He is like a little gremlin sometimes, I agree,” she told you.  “So you promise that you’re not going to leave him when you realize he’s not interested in anything other than friendship?”

“Nope,” you told her.

Months later you were staying over at Pietro’s and Wanda’s apartment when Pietro passed out and you and Wanda stayed up talking.  “So you know how when we had that talk months ago and you told me that he wasn’t your type?”  You nodded your head.  “What is your type?”

It had been months of the two of you sharing lingering looks and touches with one another.  It was time to come clean.  “You,” you told her truthfully.

Her fingers brushed against yours, “You’re mine too.”  The two of you shared a shy smile.  “Wanna go see a movie on Friday?”

“I’d love to,” and you could already feel the excited butterflies in your stomach.  You glanced toward the couch where Pietro was still fast asleep, “How are we gonna tell, Piet?”

She chuckled, “Let’s not tell him just yet.  Knowing him he’ll try to butt in.  Let’s just see how things pan out before we go telling him anything.  He’ll make a bigger deal out of it than need be and I don’t want to get his hopes up.”

“He is overly excitable like a puppy,” you giggled.

And that’s what the two of you did until it had been a month and you finally came clean to Pietro that the two of you were dating.  And just like you thought he was excited and wanted to know details.  He was also already planning your wedding.  You handed Wanda a ten dollar bill because the two of you had placed bets on when the marriage topic would be brought up, and clearly you had lost that bet.  But it was okay, you were just happy that he was happy.

#Wanda Maximoff x Reader #Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader #Wanda Maximoff x Reader fluff #Wanda Maximoff x Reader angst #Wanda Maximoff #Wanda Maximoff fanfic #Wanda Maximoff fanfiction #Wanda Maximoff fluff #Wanda Maximoff angst #Requested

[vexelier-suix-cipher]

"Could you do Teruteru, Hifumi, and Ryoma getting drugged by a love potion and falls (even harder) for the reader (who has already fallen for them)?"

100% I can!! :D

Warnings: Mentions of love drug/potion, slight obsession(?), and swearing.

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Hifumi Yamada

•Proceeds to rant about how amazing Hifumi is

•Fanfic boy loves you very much!! (Though he did his best to hide it)

•It felt like when a cat loved it owner. Celeste went out the window. This man would get on his hands and knees for you. 🙇🏽‍♂️

•You also loved him very much!! (Literally Taka had to keep Mondo from lunging at you two and screaming "JUST DATE ALREADY!!")

•Oh but what's this? A drink on his desk after a hard day of drawing and writing manga?

•Well of course he drank it!! He chugged that drink and felt quite satisfied after.

•And back to work he goes :›

•He had some music on and his script for his next manga, scribbling out the sketches for his newest manga when he felt the sudden urge to go see you.

•It was nothing too new. Could've been he just wanted to show you the script for his manga!! A beta read!

•So Hifumi happily found you and sat you down, showing you the script for his manga!

•He felt a bit- different.

•He felt like he needed to have you in his arms.

•He needed you closer.

•He needed- you.

•The even more clingy behavior continued for a few days.

•Though you didn't mind, you did find it a bit strange.

•Why was he so clingy?

•You already read this script-

•And read that one too-

•Didnt he have things to do?

•He was going to fall behind in his schedule if he continued like this!!

•So when you saw him walking over to you once again, you pulled him to the side and questioned him.

"Hifumi, you've been acting kinda strange these past few days. Are you okay? Don't get me wrong, I love having you by my side but you're going to fall behind in your schedule."

"Well...I don't really know how to explain it. I feel like I've got to be with you all the time!! A-And I'm getting work done!!"

•He huffed and whined for a while longer as you continued asking him things before he got frustrated with himself and finally blurted it out

"Fine!! Fine. I like you, okay? I have for a while a-and I just didn't know how to tell you-...I found this drink on my desk one day and now that I think about it, it could've been one of those love potions that I've been hearing about...could've made my feelings stronger.."

•He started muttering towards the end but you could understand the gist of it.

•You reassured him it was fine and that you accepted his feelings.

•Which was returned with a loud,

"HUH?!? YOU DO?! WHEN- HOW-"

•*Once again has to calm fanfic boy down*

•After calming him down (again) you went over your own feelings.

•He had the brightest smile on his face I swear

•He just couldn't hold back!

•So he picked you up and held you close, hugging you sweetly

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!!!"

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Teruteru Hanamura

•AGGRESSIVELY RANTS ABOUT HOW AMAZING HE IS

•Love Potion exists?

•He probably bought it.

•This boy is already so head over heels for you it's absolutely adorable.

•He 100% cooks for you.

•Breakfast? In bed.

•Lunch? Made your favorite food.

•Dinner? You can eat with him! :D

•And his food is just 😩 to die for

•He does his best to tone down the sexual comments a bit, though he can't help if one or two slip out!

•Compliments you every 5 minutes no lie.

•Though he does turn cherry red if you compliment him

•If you allow petnames, he WILL call you darlin' and sugar the most.

•Now for the fun part

•He was most likey cooking and was working with the oven.

•Ovens hot. His clothes are pretty hot.

•So he stripped got something to drink out the fridge

•He blindly took a glass out the fridge and drank it.

•Drank the damn love potion-

•He knew he accidentally drank it. He read the label he had put on the glass right after he drank it.

•Unlike Hifumi, he tried staying away from you

•Poor boy doesn't know how to show such strong feelings :(

•He still does cook for you though

•And leaves you little snacks

•Did yelp when you came into the kitchen once without him knowing (it's true I was the dust on the oven window)

•Alot more fiddly and nervous when he has to go ask you something

•His gaze is towards the floor and he's playing with the ends of his scarf as that adorable accent decorates his speech

•Hes so nervous oh poor baby

•You found him scurrying everywhere once trying to find his hat when you had to point out it was on his head-

•He was so embarrassed-

•He apologized and walked back towards the kitchen

•He cooks his feelings away

•That is alot of food-

•Once he disappeared into the kitchen you went after him

•You had been wondering why he ran away from you every time you saw him

•You were worried :(

•As he went back into the kitchen, he paused hearing someone else's footsteps.

•He turned around and jumped slightly when he saw you

•Begin the anxious southern rambling and questions.

"O-Oh! S/o! What brings you to the...the kitchen??"

"Teru, what's going on? You keep ignoring me."

"W-Well I don' mean to cher' I-Its just I' been kinda stressed lately a-an' I don' wanna bother you with tha'-"

•Oh sweet boy almost cried just talking to you

•He wanted to confess so badly!!

•He just wanted to hug you and bury his face into your neck!!

•But he was so scared :(

•After a good talk, the confession just slipped out of him mid-sentence

"I already apologized cher'..."

"C'mon Teru, what's been REALLY happening with you?"

"W-Well...the truth is I accidentally drank a love potion and since I love you so damn much it strengthened my feelings...I-I didn't wanna make you uncomfortable so I stayed away in case I-"

"Did you just say you love me?"

"I-I did..?"

•Oh certainly he did. And when he realized, he apologized 10x more.

•You had to shut him up by squishing his face

•After a good explanation about you loving him too, he clung onto you with a laugh.

•He sat in your lap (and after some consent) kissed your face all over, muttering a soft 'I love you' after each kiss

•You two sat together like that for quite a bit, just laying in each other's presence

"Thank you so much....you don't know how much that means to me...how much YOU mean to me..."

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Ryoma Hoshi

•Ah yes. Tiny, edgy, ex-tennis, cat loving, deep voiced boy

•Where do I start?

•Lets start with

•He's absolute shit at feelings.

•Like really.

•He refused to believe he fell for you.

•His heart was racing? No it wasn't. It's probably because he was out of breath.

•He's flustered and blushing? Kinda hot in the room y'know.

•You get the point.

•He hates the fact he fell for you. He doesn't know what to do.

•He lost almost everyone he ever loved before. Why would this be any different? He didn't want to put you in danger.

•Ryoma hanged around with you though. He was a bit quiet but he went basically everywhere you went

•No one really messed with you when little man was with you.

•This was okay. He could hide his feelings. You wouldn't be in danger and he wouldn't ruin his relationship with you.

•Then the world announced a love potion was now available!!

•Ah shit.

•That damn Kokichi.

•All he wanted was some water and that little panta-loving gremlin switched it out with the new potion.

•He had already chugged around half the bottle before he realized it wasn't his juice.

•Ryoma would've just left it at 'Oh I just poured the wrong drink in' if it wasn't for Kokichi coming up to him about an hour later.

"Nishishishi....how's the love potion working Ryoma?"

"The what."

"Oops~"

"You little-"

•Kokichi went to the nurse with a bump on his head from Ryoma hitting him with a tennis ball.

•You thought Teruteru hiding away was bad?

•Ryoma refused to leave his dorm.

•He came out at around lunch time to get food, go to the bathroom, and then back to his dorm.

•No one was allowed in.

•He could feel the effects of the potion working.

•He wanted to get out and cling to you so badly. It almost physically hurt

•Fucking hell-

•Him. Ryoma Hoshi. The guy who basically gave up on life, wanted to run into your arms like a little kid.

•He almost cried.

•Of course you were worried!! He locked himself in his dorm without warning!!

•And he refused to talk to you!!

•You came to his dorm door almost daily, trying to pry open the damn door.

•With no avail.

•Goddammit.

•It wasn't until a few weeks later which he made a plan.

•He'd confess and leave right after.

•If you said no, that would be the end of it.

•If you said yes, ...well he didn't really plan that far.

=

•Ryoma met up with you at the back of the building, looking down at the ground as he heard your footsteps.

•It took a minute of small talk before he started speaking

"Listen, Kokichi switched my drink out a few weeks ago for that new love potion they're selling. I already had really strong feelings for you but with the potion they increased. I know you probably don't feel the same way but I wanted to tell you because it was starting to get too out of hand for me."

•He rambled on a little about how you would never like him and that he apologized for having such feelings and-

•You yanked his beanie down to his face, letting out a small huff.

"Ryoma Hoshi you have no idea how long I've been waiting for you to confess. You're an amazing guy Ryoma, and I really do wish you confessed sooner since I feel the same way. Now shut it with all the sad shit and come here."

•You told him, tugging him closer by the sleeve as you engulfed him in your arms

•Ryoma felt like his face was on fire. Butterflies in his stomach and a giddy, tingly feeling throughout his body

•He let out a low chuckle, hugging you back and sighing softly

•This was nice. He felt....loved.

•He liked this feeling quite a bit....he had missed this feeling quite a bit.

"Maybe I should've confessed sooner."

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AHHHHHHHH I HOPE YOU LIKED IT-

I absolutely adore these three.

If you want me to add or fix anything just say the word!!

I had a great time writing this!!

Thanks for requesting!!!

-Vex ∆

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[vagrantblvrd]

Cannot stop thinking about the whole bounty hunter thing, right?

So.

The one where Din - Very Tired and Very Put Upon Din - is tasked with bringing in this Utter Menace Luke Skywalker.

By a very lovely, very terrifying Leia Organa-Solo.

“...Alive?”

He doesn’t get the feeling as annoyed as Organa-Solo seems that she wants this Skywalker dead, but it’s always nice to get a confirmation on that one. Cuts down on confusion/dissatisfied clients.

Din is mildly concerned at the long moment of silence that follows his question - the scruffy looking man beside seems to be as well -

“Leia, he’s your brother,” said scruffy looking man says, and which Din is careful not to show a reaction to because what is wrong with these people???

Organa-Solo sniffs disdainfully, and if Din wasn’t so concerned at his precarious situation, what with being in the New Republic’s seat of power and all the armed guards and such, he’d be out of there so damned fast!!1!

But.

Precarious position and so on.

“If you must,” she finally allows, which makes the scruffy looking man drop his face into his hands and muttering to himself about marrying into a family of dramatic assholes.

Organa-Solo doesn’t react as if this is something that happens frequently, and anyway, none of Din’s business, so.

Din - Very Tired and Very Put upon Din - accepts.

Because there’s really no other choice when someone in Organa-Solo’s position of power “asks” him to do his damn job, right?

And then Din and wacky shenanigans in chasing after this Skywalker guy, right? Hopping from planet to planet and just a little too late to catch him the first few times.

He almost thinks Skywalker is toying with him - but then that time on some dusty little planet somewhere where he actually sees Skyalker, goes after him where the bastard realizes he has a Mandalorian bounty hunter on his tail?

And the guy is like :O! at first, which is vaguely gratifying/kind of exhausting?

(Gratifying in that sometimes the reputation Mandalorians have gained for themselves is helpful in this line of work, exhausting because, you know, they have that sort of reputation and it’s just. A Lot sometimes.)

Anyway.

After a chase though a bus marketplace and so on, to Din’s frustration and what is wrong with these people, Skywalker is laughing at him???

Escapes, because of course he does, leaving Din in a predicament involving annoyed locals and an fines and such for the damages incurred in said chase through a busy marketplace.

To Din’s surprise, Organa-Solo tells him she’ll handle the fines herself when he calls her to let her know per their contract agreement - that he’s finally made contact with Skywalker.

(Also the part where he was arrested and apparently there’s a note in his file/whatever that if something like this would happen whoever arrested him was to have Din contact her or some other plot convenient reason in which Din wonders what horrible thing he must have done for luck like this. Also. What is wrong with these people???)

After Din’s released and goes back to chasing after Skywalker he makes the unpleasant realization that he had no idea what Organa-Solo meant when she categorized Skywalker as an Utter Menace.

Chasing Skywalker was frustrating as hell before their little meeting, but afterwards when he knows for certain Din’s after him?

He’s a nightmare.

Sets up obstacles and distractions in the way now, people coming up to Din when he’s this close to catching the bastard on some planet and being all soft and scared and in need of help a Mandalorian bounty hunter like Din can’t say no to?

Stories laced with tragedy or quiet sorrows and there was a man - nice young man - who said he was a friend of this bounty hunter who’d be right after him who could help. They don’ have a lot of money, but would gladly give what they do have to Din if he can help and it’s like.

He can’t say no to them, now can he? Not when he sees the look on their faces and hears their stories and as aggravating as Skywalker and this whole...nonsense to do with him Din’s caught up in, some things are more important.

And if Din catches Skywalker’s eye across that crowded marketplace and sees this odd little smile on his face, something to it that Din has to look away from like Skywalker knew Din wouldn’t turn someone in need away the way he should, because Skywalker is right there and Din’s a bounty hunter, well. That’s a thing that happens sometimes.

(The same way he’ll catch a glimpse of a hooded figure in black at the edges of a gunfight/shitshow Din gets himself into helping whatever person Skywalker’s tossed his way this time lending Din a hand before disappearing in the smoke and chaos once everything’s over.)

Thing continue on like that for a while until Din catches up to Skywalker on some planet somewhere. Tracks him to the ruins of what looks like a temple of some sort and they get ambushed by other bounty hunters hired by Imperial remnants and then it’s working together to not die horribly.

Trudging through the jungle to get back to their ships after wacky shenanigans and death-defying escapes and such.

Skywalker amused about something the whole time, not even putting up a fight or trying to escape, which is just. What is wrong with these people???

Skywalker just shrugs when Din asks, odd little smile on his face and laughter in his eyes and -

“Go to sleep, Skywalker. We’ll be at the ships in the morning.”

Which they do, and Din’s giving his a looking over suspecting sabotage or whatever because that would be just his luck after the last few days - weeks, months, however long since he was brought before Organa-Solo and her consort/husband/???

Skywalker’s sitting at the edge of the clearing they’d both used o lad their ships, sitting on a fallen log, face turned up to soak in the warmth of the sun and looking so.

Serene, content.

Like he’s not been caught by the bounty hunter on his trail after nearly being taken/killed by another set of bounty hunters and Imperial remnants and Din knows, alright, he’s known for a while that this isn’t his usual kind of job.

Never mind it was given to him by someone like Organa-Solo, just. Skywalker and the kinds of messes he stumbles into that Din inevitably stumbles into as well.

Din stares at Skywalker for a long moment, and sighs.

Annoyed at himself because something about Skywalker and his everything and Din is so, so annoyed at himself as he tosses the keys to the cuffs Skywalker’s wearing and walks away from the whole damn thing.

“Hey!”

Because maybe Din tossed said keys at Skywalkers head, but that’s neither here nor there.

Din doesn’t look back at Skywalker as he goes into his ship, sure as hell doesn’t look down at him watching Din take off, leave his damn bounty behind because he knows that would as much a mistake as having taken the bounty in the first place.

He contacts Organa-Solo, tells her he lost track of Skywalker and pretends he doesn’t see the knowing look on her face or hear the quiet breath of laugh before she tells him it’s what happens when someone tries to bring someone like him in.

Tells him he can keep what payment she gave him in advance, that she’ll send him the rest and good luck with everything else and that’s that for the bounty, perhaps they can work together in the future sometime.

He doesn’t trust it at first, of course, suspects a trap or some other trick, but as time goes by he realizes none seems to be in store for him.

And then he goes back to Mandalore, because he’s got a kid waiting on him, and also the whole...Darksaber bit and anyway, anyway, he’s got a lot going on in his life.

Months later, though, and he’s...somewhere...kid asleep in his arms and some drink or other in front of him in a quiet little bar on some quiet little world somewhere and a hooded figure in black takes a seat across from him.

Has this odd little smile on his face when he pulls his hood down, eyes taking in the tiny green gremlin of a kid in Din’s arms.

Din himself.

“You know,” Skywalker muses, amused about something. “I never did ask what my sister offered you to being me in.”

He says it like it’s nothing, like it’s normal for his sister to place a bounty on his head, to ensnare someone like Din to go after him.

No threats, nothing overt, but. She’d known he was quietly asking around about Jedi, and it wouldn’t take much to find out about the tiny green gremlin of a kid, and there’s no running when someone powerful as Organa-Solo has you in her sights. Better to swallow his pride and do as he’s asked than refuse outright for the kid’s sake if nothing else.

(But. After he told her he lost track of Skywalker and that knowing look of hers, the promise he’d receive the rest of his payment, she’d also offered to help him in his search for a Jedi, which. Yes.)

Din stares at Skywalker because really what is wrong with these people???

Din sighs, quiet little thing, and looks at the kid asleep in his arms. Watches him for a moment, always too much in his heart for a tiny green gremlin of a kid, and then he looks up at Skywalker.

There’s a moment, and then a quiet breath of laughter from Skywalker, so much like his sister’s.

“Ah,” he says, and then -

“I could help, if you’d like.”

At which point Din is like what, because the whole Skywalker is a Jedi, and also his sister is devious.

“...what.”

She heard about a Mandalorian asking about a Jedi and looked into it while Skywalker was gallivanting about the galaxy seeking out Jedi relics and the whatnot. Worried about her idiot of a brother and knowing full well he could handle himself, but still.

Idiot of a brother, but also idiot of a Mandalorian and it was her way of gauging what sort of threat Din was to her idiot of a brother.

“What.”

Sure, she’d heard stories that said Mandalorian wasn’t all bad, but still.

Bounty hunter???

Skywalker just laughs, soft and fond, like hey, no, sending a bounty hunter after her brother is just a thing she does sometimes.

Really though, what is wrong with these people???

Anyway, for reasons unknown to him and against his better judgement, Din goes along with Luke to some remote planet somewhere. The guy says he can help with Grogu, deliberately, infuriatingly, vague about the how of it, but Din goes anyway because he is, indeed, an idiot of a bounty hunter.

And then he finds out Skywalker’s a Jedi.

Skywalker.

A Jedi.

“Uh...I thought you knew?”

Din did not.

Skywalker frowns, clearly thinking back to all their encounters and wacky shenanigans from months back and has this “Oh,” moment, before he gets this sheepish look on his face.

Din carefully doesn’t sigh as he watches Skywalker, no.

“Yes,” he says, carefully pulling Grogu’s hand away from the leather strap across the front of his armor. “’Oh.’“

For the first time ever Skywalker apologizes, and Din is just.

He, too, is thinking back to their wacky shenanigans and all the grief Skywalker caused him and that’s when he sighs.

(What else is he supposed to do?)

“Can you teach him?” he asks, Grogu reachig for some flying insect fluttering by and Din keeping him from falling without a second thought.

Sees the way Skywalker’s face goes all quiet and soft, smile kicking up at the corner of his mouth.

“I can,” he says, like it’s just that simple a thing.

Din has to look away for a moment, too much in his heart at the moment, and Skywalker laughs and just.

Yes.

And then awkward flirting and overtures as Skywalker trains Grogu in the ways of the Force and so on.

Also?

“Do you even know how to use that thing?” in regards to the Darksaber.

Din would be insulted, offended, if they weren’t at the edge of a clear, blue lake, sun setting behind the temple and little Grogu tired from a day of lessons and babbling to himself in Din’s arms.

But it seems like something not worth getting worked up about - he’s learnig to pick his battles with Skywalker, Utter Menace that he is, something his sister wasn’t wrong about.

"Hm,” Din says, and lets Skywalker convince him into getting saber lessons from him, what with him being a Jedi and all, and very carefully doesn’t laugh as that would just encourage Skywalker.

And then, okay, then there are saber lessons and sparring and Skywalkers bright, happy smiles and laughter and Din isn’t completely useless with the Darksaber, you know. Manages to disarm Skywalker, pin him up against one of the old trees at the edge of the training ground Skywalker’s set up.

Utter Menace of a Jedi grinning up at him without the sly edge of the smirk that’s been on his face since they started training and little goading remarks. So it’s inevitable Din leans his head down to press his forehead against Skywalker’s, too much in his heart for him the way it’s been for a while now, and Skywalker’s quiet laughter in his ear and, Din thinks, it feels like home.

Also, though, also.

Luke deliberately avoiding awards ceremonies and other horrific events in which the Hero of the Rebellion is expected to attend and a very beautful, very terrifying Leia Organa-Solo contacts Din to task him with bringing her Utter Menace of a brother in to accept the honors to be bestowed upon him, he can’t keep running away like this. Please, Din.

“...Alive?” Din asks, because the clarification is important.

Leia gives Din a look that says she honestly doesn’t care at this point, but it’s become something of a joke between them.

More so when he hears Solo yelling a reminder from somewhere behind Leia that Luke is her brother, and the frustration on her face melts away.

“If you must,” she says, smile on her face so much like her brother’s.

Din, fond/terrified of Leia as he is, accepts. Tracks his Utter Menace down to some remote planet and the Jedi ruins he’s poking through and is like.

“Do you want to know how much your sister offered me to bring you in this time?”

Skywalker shugs, but there’s a quirk to his mouth Din recognizes as trouble.

“Do you want to hear my counter-offer, instead?”

Trouble, the way knew Din it would be, because Skywalker’s walking - stalking - towards him.

“No,” Din says, because he can’t be bought so easily, but then there’s Luke in front of him, confident and easy and natural as anything to let him get so close.

Luke’s smile slides into a smirk - Utter Menace - and the smugness is not endearing at all.

At all.

Stop looking at him like that. >:(((((((((((((((

(Din still brings Luke back, because Leia, but it takes a while. Because reasons.)

#star wars nonsense #dinluke #¯\_(ツ)_/¯ #technically not a fic #vagrant fic #i have specific tastes #they tend to run towards ridiculousness like this #sorry??? #long post #right side of the sun

[sirthisisa-wendys]

The General (part 10): Geto Suguru x Fem!Reader

synopsis: this is it. this is what the end looks like. 

wc: 1.5k

tw: none

a/n: WOW. This is the end. We’ve come a long way in... ten days! IT REALLY FEELS LIKE IT’S BEEN WEEKS. This is the end of Lady y/n’s and Geto’s journey... It has been SUCH a pleasure writing for you all. 

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Three children come tumbling out of the carriage, tripping over themselves to be the first to dart past your mother and father to hug you. You look upon the faces of Nobara, Junpei, and Yuji with astonishment; the tears leaking from your eyes are not ones of sadness any longer. Giggles and kisses and hugs are exchanged between you all as you stoop down to greet the overexcited bundles of joy. 

You look up just as Gojo and Nanami are exiting the carriage, eyes on the children with gentle smiles. Your father instantly recognizes Gojo, and holds his hands up in celebration. 

“Welcome back, Gojo-kun!” Gojo begins to chatter with your father and the three children descend on Megumi, who looks helpless as they ask him too many questions to keep up with. Haibara appears seconds later, flanked by Yuta, and they greet you and Kaori with a fondness you relax into, their faces blending back into the bright paintings of your memory. It was all beautiful - Nanami, Haibara, Yu, Yuta, the children… but everyone knows that one person is missing from the environment. 

“Gojo, whe--” Just as you turn to Gojo to interrogate him about Geto’s whereabouts, a large shadow passes over the sun, blocking your eyesight for a moment. When your vision returns, you watch an enormous golden dragon descend from the sky. It’s scales shimmer in the sunlight and toss reflections of rainbows around, almost blinding you to the man sliding off of it’s back.

When you see the General, it’s as if there had been a dam in your heart. The flood of emotions overwhelms your body, and you can only stand among your family and friends in shock as he approaches you, dressed in illustrious fabrics and smiling like the world was his. 

“Y/n,” he whispers as everyone watches your reunion. The entire thing was too beautiful - too sweet. When he envelops you in a deep hug, you feel the weight of the world transfer over to his shoulders and ease your burden. You were no longer alone. The tears you shed fade into the silk of his purple haori, and you’re enveloped by the sweet words and tender forehead kisses of your lover. 

“I thought you were dead…” you murmur into his chest, and Geto shakes his head, his hair tickling your face. You look into his onyx eyes and ask the obvious question without speaking, and his hand comes up to cup your chin.

“Let me tell you the tale over dinner, my love. It is a story that requires some nourishment.” 

“Yeah, because I’m starving!” Gojo announces behind you, much to the chagrin of Kaori, who rolls her eyes at the outburst, despite there being a small smile painted onto her face.

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“It wasn’t an easy battle,” Gojo begins, shoving a piece of sushi into his mouth. “First of all, we were outmanned four to one. Then, when we were pushed back to the base of the mountain,” he continues, mouth full of food. “It’s like we don’t have anywhere to go but up. And that meant a slow, freezing death for a lot of soldiers.” 

“They took their charge seriously,” Haibara interrupts, attempting to preserve their honor. “Their sacrifices weren’t in vain.” Yuta nods, hanging his head a little as he consumes the bowl of soup silently. 

“But Prince Geto here tried one last trick that very nearly got him killed,” Gojo growls, pointing his chopsticks at Geto, who is watching his friends animate the tale of their escape and not saying a word. “Releasing all of those curses at once,” the white haired man mutters, stabbing a fish eye with determination. “That almost cost us our General.” 

“You what…?” you look over at Geto, who is chickling softly. 

“I released quite a few of my curses to attempt to overwhelm my younger brother, Naoya. He did quite well fending them off, but by the time he was finished, Gojo and Haibara had escaped with a little under half of our forces. I lost my way up the mountain and was sustaining a pretty large gash from the fight… but that’s when Mei Mei and Utahime found me.”

“Mei Mei? Utahime?” Kaori questions, but Gojo pats her hand, trying his best to soothe her. 

“Listen, they were mountain women. Healers, really.”

“In any case, they healed me, but it took about a month before I could recover from my wounds. By that time, the Court had already pronounced me dead. However, Gojo and Haibara weren’t too far from the Imperial Palace, intent on cutting down my younger brothers and my father.” 

“Your father did put up a nice, long fight,” Yuta murmurs, still not making eye contact with anyone at the table. “But it’s never enough, is it?” 

A tiny hand sneaks it’s way from the bottom of the table, patting around the wood for something beside your mother’s elbow. It seems that only you notice it, but your mother looks over and notices the hand, takes a piece of fish from the spread, and hands it to the gremlin beneath the table. The hand slinks back to where it came from, disappearing beneath the wood as Gojo rambles about his trek up the stairs to the Palace doors, and how Yuta had already wounded the Emperor by the time they arrived. 

“I just think it’s interesting how…” That meant Gojo did not find anything about that interaction interesting. 

You look over to Suguru and place your hand on his underneath the table. He looks back at you and grins widely, gripping your fingers tightly as he leans over to whisper in your ear. 

“I told you I’d come back for you. All you needed to do was wait.” 

“But how did you make it back to Palace, Geto?” your father asks, frowning. Geto’s eyes look up at the group’s collective gaze. 

“I made it down the mountain with ease, and rode my rainbow dragon curse all the way there.” 

“How long did that take?” Toji wonders, and your mother is holding her hand over mouth, obviously trying not to laugh as another small hand appears next to Toji’s elbow.

“A day.” Toji hands the little fingers a rice ball from his plate without bothering to look, and it disappears just as quickly as it appeared beneath the table. “It was the longest day of my life.” 

“And you made it back just in time to save me from a pretty nasty fate,” Yuta laughs. 

“Basically, Geto promised to not wipe the whole Imperial Court out if his father would reinstate him as the eldest son, give him his birthright, and…” Gojo thinks, tilting his head back to find the final piece of the puzzle.

“And give him control over the villages he had acquired.” Nanami finishes for him, surreptitiously sliding a piece of tonkatsu underneath the table, and Gojo snaps his fingers in response to the addition.

“Right, that. So, the Emperor said ‘yes’ because it was either that or die, and then we had the camp join us in the compounds surrounding the Imperial Palace. Geto was crowned Prince pretty quickly after that, and then presented to all of the villages one by one as the next in line for the throne. And here we are,” Gojo pauses, frowning suddenly. “Can someone tell me why I feel little fingers on my legs?” 

Children snickering echoes from underneath the table, and you try to hold in a laugh, pressing your lips together tightly and feeling little fingers pat your feet, then slide up to pat the table beside you in search of another morsel of food.

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The night comes quicker than you expected, and you find yourself standing in front of the moonlit window, held from behind by Suguru. He’s littering kisses down your neck and you’re relishing in his touch, your skin feeling like it hadn’t been caressed in ages. 

“You’re even more beautiful than I dreamed you would be,” he breathes into your ear, and you shudder, leaning back into him even more. “I spent so long thinking about your face...” He presses a kiss to your cheek. “... your soft body...” His hands drift over your hips. “...the way you feel pressed against me like this.” You smile at his words, and he turns your face to him, blinking slowly. “I fought heaven and hell to come back to you.” 

“I’m glad you did,” you whisper before pressing your lips to his, feeling your mouth part almost instantly. Suguru grips your hips and turns you to face him, pulling you closer than you thought possible. You slowly follow him to the bed, still connected by the lips, and when he sits back on it you follow, straddling his half-clothed figure in the moonlight. 

“I’ll have to make up for the time we lost,” he murmurs, nipping at your bottom lip tenderly. 

“That’s three long months, my Gen- I mean, my Prince.” Suguru laughs at his new title, mouth latching onto yours again as he unties the fabric at your waist and pulls the shoulders of your kimono aside. 

“I’ll make it up to you for the rest of my life,” he speaks against your neck, sucking hard at the skin there. “That is... if you’ll let me, Lady y/n.” 

“It’s actually Princess y/n, now,” you correct him, and he breaks out into a wide smile, his right eyebrow twitching up. 

“Is that so?” He searches your eyes for any falsehood, and you grin sheepishly, pressing yourself against his chest. 

“If you’ll let me, my love.” Suguru huffs out a laugh, and pulls you under the sheets with him in the midnight hour.

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did I hear that the General is getting an epilogue?

#jujutsu kaisen getou #geto x reader #jjk geto #geto suguru #getou x reader #getou suguru x reader #gojo satoru #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen imagines #jjk gojo #jjk #nanami kento #jjk haibara #jjk yuta #yuta okkotsu #yuji itadori #toji fushiguro #megumi fushiguro #nobara kugisaki #jjk junpei

[shijas]

HELLOOOOO ITAFUSHIKUGI IS SO CUTE. BYE IM SCREAMING,, omg share some of ur hcs ? 🥺

WOOOW YAY!! they defo toe the line between a full on relationship and qpr for me and i adore them!! some hcs:

these kids spend like 60% of their downtime napping!! megumi usually ends up in the middle because i live by thermodynamic sink megumi! nobara sleeps like a gremlin, in that she probably rolls around a lot and can end up kicking people (shameless projection i’m a horrible person to sleep next to), whereas yuji sleeps like the dead unless he’s super tired in which he will probably murmur under his breath. megumi thinks he has no sleeping habits but he definitely snores and/or wheezes at some part of his sleep cycle

i think its funny that they all had crushes on each other but didn’t realise it at all, like megumi and nobara both initially think i’m not gonna crush on yuji, it’s yuji for goodness sake and then nobara knocks on megumi’s door at midnight like you have to save me i have a crush on yuji and megumi is like oh my god you toooo????????? anyway this is all fine and stuff until nobara finds herself with a crush on megumi and she’s like wtf the tokyo air has ruined me and then by wild guess she realises yuji has a crush on megumi so now she’s playing double agent while she has a crush on BOTH of them and probably runs crying to maki like senpai,,,, put me out of my misery, meanwhile maki literally heard megumi and yuji dying over the fact they both called nobara cute out loud when she did something moderately evil to gojo in class. eventually they all figure it out and it’s a fun polypile

yuji does most of the cooking because he’s the most competent cook, if it’s a complaictsd enough dish that megumi helps, nobara gets stuck with dishwasher and dishes duty much to her chargin.... megumi usually helps her with that too tho so it’s never too bad! the only thing that yuji doesn’t usually cook is tea. nobara is the tea expert, saori taught nobara all the tips and tricks to the perfect cup of anything and especially after cold or rainy missions, her blends are super well appreciated. to round out the kitchen chores, megumi is in charge of the shopping list because he’ll actually take note of things that are running out before they run out and draft a list as time passes, while preparing coupons/checking for discounts,,, and because he probably had the best taste in snacks...

yuji definitely hits his hinted at growth spurt and just towers over everyone (gojo is so put out, where did his tiny cute student go ㅜㅜ) and his strength just seems to increase expontially. nobara and megumi weigh NOTHING to him, he abuses his new tall powers constantly, like he wasn’t already abusing them before. hugs already guaranteed that you’d be a few cms off the ground and now nobara literally shrieks at how high she’s lifted. megumi 100% doesn’t know how to behave around him too like one day he was using those 2cms to his advantage and tilting yuji’s head up slightly and now he’s literally walking into yuji’s chest in the mornings it’s surreal. yuji 1000% relishes in the beneath the lashes looks the other two send him but he goes horribly pink so it’s a double edged sword

yuji takes them to visit his grandfathers grave eventually but like there’s 1000% no angst, idk if any of yall have read csm but think of it like denji and power with aki just a bit more respectful. nobara is absolutely loosing it about going out to the countryside again even tho sendai is a pretty sizeable city; megumi feels kinda bad about the whole circumstances surrounding grandpa itadori’s death and so tries his best to be comforting and supportive only to bicker with nobara insistently by accident. yuji doesn’t mind tho, he didn’t want it to be a sombre event or anything and is pretty upbeat about, he probably makes a joke about how his grandpa didn’t expect him to gain bout a girlfriend AND boyfriend and how he was living double the high school experience. nobara and megumi probbaly promise to take care of yuji when in reality 80% time yuji is taking care of them and because they’re absurdly terrible at it

nobara and yuji definitely bond over self care stuff like face masks, nails, expensive bath stuff. megumi is rather impartial to it until they show him the wonders of self care tm. honestly he still wouldn’t go out of his way to do all the stuff they do without them but he can definitely appreciate how good nobara and yuji look in those animal print sheetmasks or the smell of yuji’s grapefruit conditioner and nobara’s rose water toner or whatever idk i’m bad at self care tooo sjsjsjjdjr

escape bunny shenanigans,,,,, megumi tries so hard to make the distinction that his shinigami are not pets and nobara and yuji do not listen they’ll be like megumi,,, bunny,,, and suddenly the room is full of bunnies who are just waiting for good pets and grapes or whatever fruit they’ve bought in surplus to feed the bunnies. the remaining divine dog definitely lives on the end of whoever’s bed they’re sleeping in that week, if gojo asks they’ll be like megumi is training his stamina and how much time he can keep his shingami around when in reality nobara has bought dog costumes and toys and yuji has like 9 different gourmet dog food recipes open on his phone

i think living together, even before swinging their relationships, comes with a certain number of boundaries they just kinda fall away and so eating off each other’s plates, drinking from the same bottle etc etc comes about pretty fast like megumi doesn’t like peppers cool nobara and yuji will happily eat them off his plate; oh there’s only one ramune left cool let’s split the bottle three ways you know what i’m saying? nobara is probably the first one to hit the clothing and skinship boundaries because she gives zero fucks like she’s walking around in her towel cuz she left her sheet mask in the fridge to get chilly and soothing and whatever and yuji sees her while doing dinner prep and she’s like what you never see a titty before? and he laughs so hard they just kinda forget about it. it’s super hot in summer and megumi is literally dying in just his shorts by the open door and nobara sees his stomach and is like is this a weather appropriate place to lay? and proceeds to belly flop ontology of him anyway. yuji and megumi deinftely have one of those hey, stop screaming it’s me moments in the shower. the boundaries blur and disappear and anything that needs to en addressed is and that’s that...

clearly... i have gotten carried away but yeah,,, them 🥰

#itafushikugi #or as i like to call it #nobara + silly boys #my hcs #the brainrot expands sigshdhjd #a lot of these again i’ve already mentioned or hinted at in my works where they’re all just friends cuz their relationship just strikes me #as like that you know? the seemless transition between strangers and friends and lovers #happy healthy teens falling in love #ofc you can read these totally platonic like most of my stuff actually since i am unable to fully commit to romance... it’s my poteintal aro #god this is so long i wrote four took a shower and ended up with four more #i just think they’re neat #this gucci!!

[introvert-no-chameleon]

The Most Important Date in History

@howthemabelshaveturned  Surprise! I’m your secret Santa! This was the request:Maybe something with baby Mabel and Dipper and their experiences pre-Gravity Falls? So enjoy some cute babies and some Stan twins time shenanigans!

The halls of the hospital smelled of bleach and stale coffee. The hospital was similar to any other human hospital; hideous overhead lights, water stains on the roof. A lonely bucket collected the water from a leak somewhere above the hallway. 

Yet, it wasn’t the atmosphere or the place itself that caused Stanford Pines to shift his feet nervously. He had a lump in his throat that just wouldn’t go down no matter how much he tried to swallow. He wiped his sweaty palms against the sides of his pants, then turned to his twin. “Stan, are you sure about this?”

Stan peeked over his shoulder. It was quiet, save from a few beeping machines and the occasional footsteps of the janitor and the rolling of her cart. The wheels squeaked as she turned the corner and disappeared. “Eh, about 50% sure.”

“Stanley.”

“Look, do ya wanna see the little gremlins or not? ‘Cause that time machine thingy won’t last forever.”

Ford paused. He glanced at the time machine in his palm. To the common eye, it looked just like a tape measure, aside from the hourglass symbol on its side. “…Are you sure nobody will be around?”

“Positive,” Stan tapped the side of his head. “Hard not to remember,even with all the brain zapping. Sherme’s wife is with the kid’s parents, and Shermie dragged me to the food court for like two hours to “catch up” on things. So the only thing we’ll deal with is the nurses, and I remember for a fact that the only nurse awake right now is taking a nap at the counter.``

Ford lifted an eyebrow. “Why in the multiverse do you remember all of this?”

Stan scratched his chin. “Er, I may have tried to make a break for it after holding the kids…”

“What?”

“Hey, pipe down, yer gonna wake somebody up.”

“You tried kidnapping our great-niece and nephew!” hissed Ford.

“I wasn’t, I was just gonna take them out for a ride, ya know,maybe get them some icecream…”

“...After they were just born?” 

“Look, I may have not thought it all through, okay?”

Stanford felt his temples throb. He rubbed them. “I cannot believe…we’ll discuss this later. Just show me where they are, knucklehead.”

“Ya know, if ya weren’t so busy complaining, you’d notice we’re already here.”

Stanley gestured ahead. 

Sure enough, when Stanford turned the corner, he saw the glass walls of the nursery.  

It wasn’t hard to spot the two tiny forms that were his niece and nephew. 

Dipper’s birthmark peeked under his hat. Mabel was in the bed next to him, her cheeks deep and rosy. The both were such tiny little creatures, all pink with shut eyes in their bundles. 

His breath was taken away. In all his years in the multiverse, he’d had a few experiences with the miracle of life. He’d even helped a mother from dimension X21 hatch her eggs and watch the tiny purple offspring crawl out of their eggshells. 

But there was something so different about meeting his great niece and nephew mere hours after they came into the world. Knowing that they would grow up to be the brave, wonderful members of his family, knowing they would do such great things in the future, knowing that they would be so, very loved.

His eyelids were hot and wet before he knew it. “They’re amazing,” he whispered. 

Stan’s grin was so wide it reached his ears. “I knew ya’d think so. But hold on, we ain’t done yet.”

“What do you mean?”

Stan raised an eyebrow. “Dontcha wanna hold them?”

Ford stuttered. “Stanley, we can’t, somebody will see!”

“They’ll just think you’re me. It’s not like there’s any other explanation.”

“…Are you certain you don’t remember this causing an issue?”

Stan clasped his brother’s shoulder. “Positive! Anyway, realistically, if anything happens we just go back to our time. Nothing to worry about.”

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“…and that, kids, is how your grandfather mistook me for Stan attempting to kidnap you,” said Stanford. 

In the Shack living room, surrounded by the tacky wallpaper and the remains of Stanford’s anomaly research, Dipper and Mabel burst into laughter. 

Stan shrugged, his expression offensively nonchalant for some one who got him chased all over a hospital. “Yeah, so I misremembered a detail or two.”

“Man, I would’ve loved to see that,” said Dipper. 

“It’s good to know we were always surrounded by adventure, even as babies,” added Mabel. She pet Waddles, who at the moment was napping peacefully at her side. 

Ford chuckled. “Yes, well. I would have preferred it to be less of a hectic first meeting. I doubt I made the best first impression.”

His twin rolled his eyes. “What happened to “they’re babies, they have no object permanence”? 

Stanford huffed. “It’s about the principle of the thing.”

Mabel giggled. “Aw, well I think it’s sweet Grunkle Ford.” 

Dipper frowned. “I don’t get it, though. Why didn’t you use the tape to stop yourself from contacting Bill, or to stop you from falling into the portal?”

The room grew quiet, only broken by Mabel saying: “or stopping you two from your big dumb fight.” 

Ford sighed. “Unfortunately, we were not able to adjust to the past, especially not if we were involved. It could cause another potential world-ending event.” He saw the twins’ fallen faces and smiled at them. “...it’s for the best. And instead, I got to be there in one of the most important moments in our family history. Mishaps and all.” 

He felt Mabel leap up at him and wrapped him in a hug. Dipper came soon after, and then came Stan, enveloping all of them in a bone-crushing embrace. 

“Aw, yer such an old sap, Sixer,” said Stan, with a just audible sniffle.

“Yes, well,” said Stanford, hugging his family back. “I suppose I am. But it takes one to know one.”

“He got us, Grunkle Stan,” said Dipper. 

“We’re all sappy,” said Mabel. “We’re the Pines family, duh!”

Stan grumbled half-heartedly. Dipper winced, but there was still a smile on his face. 

He and his family were a bunch of saps, and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

#secret santa 2021 #technically 2022 #anyways please take this humble offering #happy late holiday #gravity falls

[ratsoh-writes]

Aaa finally got the guts to actually ask this!! How would SF, SFG,SFR,and HT bros react to an adopted sibling who loves stealing hoodies and jackets? Like, if it’s out in the open they will absolutely put it on. Even though it’s way too big. They’ll always give it back tho, they just really like hoodies and jackets. (Also they’re tiny so almost everything’s too big) I love your stuff!!

Mal: he always shakes his head a little in exasperation. Cash would steal his clothes too when he was still small enough to fit in them. It makes mal nostalgic

Cash: oh you cute little sh*t. Cash absolutely loves that little sibling is continuing the tradition. And if cash happens to leave out more hoodies as bait... well that’s between him and them lol

Oak: he both hates and loves this. Oak is pretty good at not leaving his clothes around, so sibling would have to steal them straight from the closet. So poor oak is wondering where his hoodies keep disappearing to. But sibling always looks so cute in them!!

Willow: that’s not a hoodie. It’s a fkn dress. Willow always has to laugh at sibling when they wear the hoodie. They’re constantly tripping all over it lol

Lord: here’s a secret: lord loves kids. So any non teenage sibling is totally his not so secret favorite. He’ll let them steal all his hoodies if it means he gets to hear that cute kid giggle

Mutt: as punishment, whenever he catches them in his hoodie, he’ll pick it it up and zip it on WITH SIBLING STILL INSIDE. Lord knows mutt is at it again if he hears muffled yelling and sees a pair of legs dangling from underneath mutts hoodie lol

Wine: at first he thought it was a texture thing, so he bought sibling the exact same hoodie. But then wine just realized they’re a gremlin and leaves them to it. He has a backup pair of his favorite jackets now lol

Coffee: as long as sibling gives it back, he doesn’t really care about them stealing his hoodies. Coffee has way too many so it’s not like he doesn’t have a spare lol

#undertale imagines #undertale headcanons #horrortale #swapfell #fellswap red #fellswap gold

[ddarker-dreams]

How do all the other stands feel ab sr? I’m sure they all somewhat get along, right?

i’ve been wanting to give a longer, traditional hc style post about this!! since you’ve asked it’s the perfect opportunity to express my thoughts on it. it’s more of a combination of SR with the user and their stand, i hope that’s okay hjrktme

Bruno Bucciarati;

Sticky Fingers is the first Stand from Bucciarati’s group that you got to see! So there’s a special place in your heart for it. By extension, Bruno was the first person to see Scarlet Ribbons. SR was very inquisitive during their initial meeting, since it’s the first time she ever saw a Stand other than herself. She was looking around a lot, and lowkey wondering where are this things bows at?? 

Though Stand powers wildly vary from one another, Bruno was able to give you a general explanation of what to expect from SR. He didn’t want to go too overboard with advice because he feels a natural fighting style stemming from your own abilities/instinct is best, especially since your Stand is created from your soul. He basically just told you to go with your gut, which at the time felt a bit frustrating... it turned out to be good advice though! 

Sticky Fingers and SR have almost opposite abilities in a way? SR can close up gaps whereas Sticky Fingers opens them up. It’s not uncommon that when you and Bruno are chatting, that your respective Stands are just kinda messing around in the distance. Sticky Fingers likes making zippers in walls, and SR tries to see if she can close them with ribbons... it doesn’t work like that, but it’s kinda endearing to see them interact with one another lmao.

Giorno Giovanna;

It’s gonna be super cute okay. Giorno in general might give the impression of knowing what he’s doing when it comes to romance, but he really is just winging it and kinda going ??? the entire time. Meanwhile, Gold Experience is going ham with SR, pulling all the stops to impress her (and you, by extension). His Stand makes flowers of a striking red color, trying to match the shade of SR’s ribbons!! Mostly poppies, tulips, and occasionally roses. 

Giorno is kinda curious how SR seems to be out a lot of the time, he’s thinking should I do the same thing with GE...? You’ll be doing exercises, and SR is there bringing a water bottle over to you. Or when you’re cooking, SR is hovering over your shoulder wanting to help out as well. She’s just almost always around, even if only in the background to explore her surroundings. It makes Giorno let GE out more often, subconsciously. 

He does ask you about it once, and you just kinda shrug and say SR likes the freedom to do as she pleases. Since she isn’t rambunctious like Pistols, you don’t see the harm in letting her roam around.  

Gold Experience wants to try making ribbons, but the best it can do is creating ribbon eels. It’s not quite the same, but it’s a solid effort. Giorno just has to stop GE from putting the ribbon eel on his head in the same way SR has a ribbon on hers. Mista was around to witness this historical event, and no, he does not intend on letting Giorno live it down. Giorno’s grateful he stopped it from actually happening though. 

Guido Mista;

Let’s just say your Stands together can be pretty chaotic. The first time you met Mista, and he realized you were a Stand user like himself, he had a very pressing question. When you showed him SR, he looked at it for a moment, as if in deep thought. 

“D-does... yours talk too?” 

Mista passed Polpo’s test only to be gifted talented, albeit troublesome little gremlins. Before he realized giving Pistols food is a reliable method of calming them down, it was a war zone. One of the mornings where the two of you had to do some standard protection fee collection, he looked like a borderline zombie. Lamenting that the Pistols refused to let him sleep, and asked if you’d please use SR to cover their mouths lmao. They were protesting the entire time, trying to convince you not to do it.

When Number Five starts crying, SR makes a little ribbon to put on his head!! It’s super cute and Mista’s heart is just leaping in his chest. Then, of course, all the other Pistols want one bc equal attention!! When the two of you aren’t paying solid attention to your Stands, you’ll sometimes spot SR testing how many accessories she can fit on the tiny Pistols. It isn’t a lot but they’re insistent on trying. 

Pistols are always trying to get SR to do crazy stunts for their entertainment. Eventually, you had to lock your refrigerator with her ribbons to prevent the Pistols from stealing your food. But when you’re busy, the Pistols keep trying to convince SR to undo them so they can snack. She actually felt bad for them once, released the restriction, and the Pistols went to town on your leftovers. : (

Mista felt pity for you though and offered to take you out to get more food!! So it all worked out for his benefit in the end. The Pistols do not take issue in reminding him of this as well, saying that they’re the reason he got to go on a date with you. :’ )

Pannacotta Fugo;

He remained fiercely adamant on keeping Purple Haze from you for the longest time. Fugo hates how his Stand practically comes out of its own autonomy whenever you’re in the vicinity, wanting to get a closer look at you. There have been a lot of close calls when you first got to know when another, leading to Fugo abruptly leaving in conversations. 

Your Stands get along well once Fugo feels comfortable enough to let Purple Haze out around you. Since SR is a long ranged Stand, she can do her cute ribbon tricks from a distance outside of the virus’ range!! Though she has a habit of trying to get closer, just out of curiosity. Fugo gets freaked out when this happens though, so she waits until he’s distracted with talking to you (a little genius)! 

Purple Haze makes the biggest puppy dog eyes at SR, which humiliates Fugo to no end. He gives his Stand intense talks when you’re not around, telling him to keep it cool, he doesn’t want you thinking he’s an idiot. But as soon as he even mentions SR, Purple Haze gets all thrilled and is like !!! So it’s ultimately counterproductive. Fugo just hopes you don’t put two and two together, over why his soul likes yours so much. It’s his daily prayer...

Fugo has an embarrassing habit of doodling ribbons on stuff he’s working on, when he starts zoning out. When he realizes what it is he’s doing he gets flustered about it, cursing underneath his breath and hoping that you don’t happen to come by and notice. Unfortunately for him, as SR likes to see what everyone is up to, she came over and saw what he was doing. After putting two and two together, she gave him a nod and a thumbs up on his doodles. Didn’t snitch to you though, so the two of them have a mutual understanding. :’)

Narancia Ghirga;

He wants so badly to impress you with Aerosmith. Narancia will whip his Stand out in your presence at any given opportunity, having it do a few flips and tricks more than necessary. Then he stares over to see what you and SR think about it... she once clapped in Aerosmith’s honor. It was all Narancia could think about for the rest of the day. 

The two Stands typically just play around with one another. Aerosmith likes to make little ribbon shaped clouds, and SR attempts making a plane shape out of her ribbons. It’s not quite the same, but she’s trying!! Narancia finds it adorable, and tries to make requests of shapes and stuff for her to make. SR does her best to fulfill the requests, concentrating hard on the task!!

Since SR enjoys making hair accessories, she’s tried to make a bandanna similar to Narancia’s for you. Though she ultimately scrapped the idea, giving you a disapproving look and fastening it back into the normal bow it normally is lmao. When you mentioned this behavior to Narancia he was like wait, what?? Lemme see! But if SR doesn’t find something fashionable, she doesn’t have any intention on doing it again. So he’s outta luck...

It doesn’t stop him from asking about it. He just can’t believe that your Stand thought about him when he wasn’t around!! It touched him in a way he never knew possible. It’s also a bit of a relief since you’re often the subject of his thoughts. 

Leone Abbacchio;

Similar in a sense to Fugo, where he didn’t want Moody Blues around you that much at first. He takes a much more serious approach to his Stand than others, since it’s deeply rooted in his past trauma. It’d actually be one of the few moments he might snap at you, should you ask to see his Stand one too many times. Not out of malicious intent, he’s just... very disillusioned with Moody Blues at first.

You two had a job which required some investigative work, the client having seemingly disappeared with some goods that belonged to Passione. Figuring out what happened with the merchandise was essentially child’s play for Moody Blues, a replay showing the full extent of the events. Abbacchio wasn’t keen on showing you his Stand, but it couldn’t be helped any longer.

Unlike the others who tended to pester him on the extent of Moody Blues’ abilities, you just complimented him. Saying that it’s similar in utility to your Stand. You willingly comparing yourself to him, and in a positive light nonetheless, kinda had him at a loss for words. 

He didn’t really offer a strong rebuttal like he normally would, so you assumed he didn’t think much of your comment. Which, of course, couldn’t be further from the truth. If you could see good in him of all people, then well... there was a lot for him to think about that night.

After this incident, he’s noticeably just a tad kinder to you in general. What you said meant a lot to him. Obviously not enough to make all his self deprecation go away overnight, but it just gave a small glimmer of hope. That maybe he can someday be better.

Trish Una;

Another person that I picture SR being especially adorable with!! After the events of Bruno betraying the boss, you and SR would be feeling hurt on Trish’s behalf. You instantly draw the parallels of living a carefree life, only for Passione/gangsters to come in and essentially ruin everything.

While dealing with the pain of rejection from her father figure, Trish also wonders if you consider her less important. Since your original job was to protect her, due to being the boss’ daughter, wouldn’t it make sense you don’t care about her now that it’s no longer your job to?

SR covers the spot where her hand was severed with a bow, even after Giorno properly heals it. Trish just looks at you confused, and you explain it’s your Stand’s way of wanting to help her feel better. That where her father had inflicted pain, Trish has the support and strength from you and herself to overcome it. 

Needless to say, Trish thinks highly over you, the feeling extending over to Spice Girl. During your meetups after everything is over, Spice Girl and Scarlet Ribbons come out and embrace one another!! Well, it’s more like SR goes for the hug, and Spice Girl is just :’) woah affection. Trish finds it a little embarrassing at first, but secretly loves and it and looks forward to it. Though she does wish Spice Girl was a tad more discreet. 

During Trish’s travels for her singing career, if there’s anything that even vaguely reminds her/Spice Girl of you, she snaps a photo to text to you. It’s mostly red hair accessories and clothing, which she of course purchases. Spice Girl misses SR a lot, so expect to receive a lot of texts asking how you and your Stand are doing. 

When Scarlet Ribbon spots Trish’s name popping up on your phone, she immediately brings it over. The Stand impatiently shoves your phone in your face, as if to say respond now!! It’s Trish, it’s important!! Scarlet Ribbons loves her a lot 🥺 especially since Trish sends her accessories...

#Bruno Bucciarati #bruno x reader #bruno bucciarati x reader #Giorno Giovanna #giorno #giovanna giorno #giorno x reader #guido mista #mista x reader #mista imagine #fugo panacotta #fugo x reader #fugo panacotta x reader #Narancia #narancia x reader #narancia ghirga x reader #leone abbacchio #leone abbachio x reader #abbacchio x reader #trish x reader #trish una #trish una x reader #scarlet ribbons #JoJo's Bizzare Adventure #jojo's bizarre adventures #JJBA #jjba x reader #vento aureo x reader #my stuff

[secret-engima]

hamelin-born

@secret-engima

Oscar likes green. It’s that simple. Yes, he does have a lot of fond memories linked to the color green, and yes, having everything be green means that any magic he choses to use has a good chance of being lost against the background, but - green’s his favorite color. It’s that simple. He’d probably honestly be a little amused at hearing all the frantic speculation about his reasons behind the color scheme.

...the fact that The Emerald City made appearances in the hometowns of what would grow to become Team JNPR is totally a coincidence. Right? Yes. A total coincidence.

*snicker* That is perfectly in character. Mercury probably sarcastically suggested that Oscar’s animated cane-weapon be given the name of ‘Short Term Memory’ or something along those lines. Oscar, true to himself, decided - hey, his cane was a living thing, it should have the chance to chose it’s own name!

That is why the cane proudly bears a name suspiciously similar to ‘Toto’.  

Whitley is cheering on Oscar’s efforts to make miniatured rainbows, and looking up all the information on color spectrum and prisms. He too wants to be able to, one day, see a grumpy person with a personalized raincloud above their head! A raincloud that will break into rainbows when they smile and/or laugh!  And they know just the perfect test subject...

Somewhere, Qrow feels a shiver run down his spine.

Oscar did not set out with the intention of kidnapping Whitley. It just - happened? And ooh, but I love seeing Whitley’s perspectives of his first meeting with Oscar. It’s just - Oscar accidentally come off as mysterious and colorful and almost fae; it’s amazing. And just - I’m suddenly struck by the parallels with another modern fairy tale - namely, Peter Pan and the Lost Boys. Oscar doesn’t sugarcoat the danger when he offers to take Whitley away; he lays out everything in his offer, and leaves it Whitley’s decision.

And Whitey - comes away.

He never regrets it.

A couple of random thoughts about the Schnee Family Debacle: Actually, Qrow might initially be afraid that the ‘Schnee Bingo’ is indirectly aimed at Ironwood. Because Winter is - relatively close in Ironwood’s confidence, I believe. And the whole ‘dragging the family’s sin’s into the light?’ It is going to impact her, one way or another. And everyone who is aware of ‘Schnee Bingo’ is going to wonder just what they did for the Ringmaster to respond like this - speculation goes anywhere from realistic to highly improbable.

The smart ones, upon uncovering the evidence of what the Schnee family does to their kids, think that that probably has something to do with it.

Me: @hamelin-born 

The reblog chain this is from is getting really long, so I decided to snag this and start a new post with it. XD

Oscar likes green! It means growing things and life! And yes it does hide his magic rather well :3

The fact that Emerald City has been all over the world and stopped in hometowns of SEVERAL main characters is total coincidence yes. :3 Just like how it is TOTAL coincidence that sometimes, a child or two is invited backstage to meet the tiny Ringmaster. >:333

(Pyrrha remembers that circus years later, how she was 14 and just starting to really get famous and realize how much fame sucked, and she didn’t have her parent’s permission to go to the Circus just outside Argus but she did anyway and it was a night she would never forget. A magical, beautiful night, and then the little Ringmaster, a boy younger than her, smiled and sang a song that brought tears to the eyes and somehow- it felt like he was looking right at her.) 

(She remembers being invited backstage by one of the acrobats, a cocky boy her age with silver hair, and at first she thought they were doing it because she was “Pyrrha Nikos” but- they never mentioned it. They never even asked her name. They just led her backstage to the tiny Ringmaster in his top hat and cane and workshop of wonders. He smiled at her and asked her name. She blinked and cautiously asked if he didn’t know it already. The boy twirled his cane and seemed a little too old for his childish appearance as he said “How could I? We’ve never met before. Though,” his smile had gone a little ... something at the edges, sad or wild or maybe even fae like her grandmother’s old stories, “I may have met your shadow along my roads, and for that I suppose I owe you thanks.”)

(“...Thanks? To me?” She asks, and the boy hums as he starts performing magic tricks right there, just for her, reappearing and disappearing of various trinkets and tools. Yes, he tells her, and then he pulls out a beautiful little necklace, a slender gold chain with a glimmering stone in the shape of a juniper tree, he offers it to her, and she wonders if it’s her imagination that the stone tree feels warm and alive on her palm, you don’t remember, he hums gently, but you once told my best friend that you believed in him, and it quite possibly saved his life. He never told me your name, but he told me about the Argus girl with red hair and kind eyes, and I dare say you fit the description to a T.)

(The Ringmaster smiles at her and gestures at the little necklace, “Keep it, as a thank you. May it bring you good fortune and safe passage, no matter where your destiny leads.” Not long after, she was led out by another of the acrobats, and it was only after she’d gotten home and was staring at the ceiling of her bedroom that she realized she was automatically wearing the necklace. And that the stone still felt warm.)

(If anyone bothers to ask Pyrrha Nikos after that if she believed in magic, she will touch the pendant of a tree that she always wears around her neck and say yes. Magic is real. And so are little fairy boys with kind green eyes.)

(Annnnd now I wanna do some drabbles of the main cast meeting the Emerald City circus and having encounters with the mysterious little Ringmaster XD)

Mercury so suggests “short-term memory” but Oscar solemnly says the cane should have a say. It picks the name “Total Remembrance” and Mercury laughs his head off while Neo gleefully calls the cane a sarcastic little twig. They shorten the name to “Toto” for Oscar’s sanity.

Whitley is a glee the day they get the spell to WORK. Now- to find their first test subject. Emerald: I’LL GO LEAD HIM HERE *flies off as a gremlin magpie*

Oscar doesn’t know it, but he comes off as a little bit fae (or a lot fae) to a LOT of people. He can’t help it, with his connection to magic and his future memories and the way he acts and dresses he just- feels like a storybook wizard or fairy boy stepped out of the pages. And gosh, Oscar is totally like Peter Pan in his kidnapping of Whitley. XD Just- he offers adventure and danger and love and FAMILY. Come away with me? whispers his magic and his outstretched hand, and Whitley is far from the only person to have taken it over the years (look at his time-traveling crew), and he never regrets it.

Oh gosh I didn’t think of that. Qrow WOULD possibly think this was a jab at Ironwood, but ... not necessarily because of Winter? Depending on when this happens she might only be newly graduated. No wait the hammer fall happens in canon, so yeah there is the Winter connection, but ALSO, in canon Ironwood is implied to be an old, estranged friend of the family, and further, as a Council member, he and Jaques have to deal with each other on a professional level. Taking down the Schnees could be seen as a personal jab through Winter yes, but also as a threat, that if they can take out the Schnees, who are roughly equal Ironwood’s status and known “friends” (for a loose definition of the word) of the General, then what can they do to Ironwood directly?

The smart criminals look at the confidants of their Ringmaster, who are mostly kids, and a few of them know that the Ringmaster looks like a child himself and they ... well. Put some pieces together.

#Secret Engima Rambles #Team Gremlin verse #long post

[holyfuckthisfishcandrive]

Netflix and Cuddle

This is not a chapter of the Woethough Au! I just wanted to write some Remile fluff and decided to have it set in the world.

Word count: 1226

Warnings: very brief mention of murder, otherwise pure fluff

Remy spread out the dye, careful to get it everywhere as even as possible.

Emile hummed along to the theme song of the cartoon he had put on, having memorized it already even though they were only at the second episode. In maybe two more he'd sing along, Remy knew.

"Turn your head a little, sugar," he said, guiding Emile in the direction he needed. "Perfect, thanks."

He pressed a quick kiss against Emile's cheek earning a giggle.

"Do you think the pink will look good?" Emile asked.

"Of course it will. Everything looks great on you, babe. Unless maybe if I manage to completely fuck this up."

"I wonder how our fusion will look then," Emile said, pausing the cartoon. "I'm not sure how your green will work with it. The baby blue wasn't as different."

"I bet we'll slay. Maybe we'll just have an entirely new hair colour? Isn't that how most of them work?"

"I think most fusions have some mix of the hair colours of whoever fused."

"Well, either way, we'll look awesome, pumpkin. Could you turn the other way?"

Emile pressed play again and Remy continued his work, occasionally commenting on the show. Back when they had started dating, Emile had sometimes worried Remy would get bored with the cartoons. He still liked to make sure Emile knew this wasn't the case. Never would be.

Who cared if his reputation as a stone cold bitch suffered. He could always just kill someone to get it back. Preferably some bigot or someone who had dared to point out his softness, the only exception being Logan's tiny gremlin.

"So, I think I've got it everywhere," Remy announced and combed through Emile's dye covered hair with one hand, just to make sure, before putting the old shower cap over his head. "I'll set a timer for when you have to wash it out."

"Thanks, babe," Emile smiled at him. "You're the best."

"Nope," Remy pressed a kiss against his cheek, "I think you got me confused with yourself there. And anytime."

Emile chuckled and Remy's heart melted at the sight of his smile, rosy cheeks and scrunched up eyes.

"Fine, but if I'm the best you're a very close second."

"Of course I'm second," Remy grinned. "Otherwise you'd be way out of my league. I'd never have a chance. Not that you aren't already."

Emile caught his lips with his own and Remy closed his eyes, melting into the kiss.

The stench of hair dye was filling up his senses and their noses bumped awkwardly but the feeling of Emile's lips against his was still the most amazing he'd ever felt. How incredible that he got to taste them everyday anew. Could fall in love deeper with every minute.

An alarm started both of them.

Remy checked his phone and clicked his tongue in annoyance.

"Gotta wash it out now," he said and got up from the couch. "I'll be right back."

"Do you want me to pause so you don't miss anything?"

"Nah, don't worry. You can just tell me what happened or I can rewatch it sometime."

"Okay, then."

Remy strolled into the bathroom and let his pants drop to the floor and taking off the sports bra he had settled on instead of a binder. It was easier to take off without risking getting all the dye on it.

He stepped into the shower and let it run for a moment until it was warm enough.

Emile had bought a new shampoo, that was probably meant for little girls. Remy smelled at it. Something fruity and sweet. He squeezed it onto his hand. Pink and glittery. Why the fuck not?

Being one of the most feared men in the city didn't mean he couldn't sparkle and smell nice.

Logan had proofed the sparkly part just a month ago after he had made the mistake or maybe genuinely brilliant decision to buy the little gremlin some glitter from the crafting store. The trail of glitter falling from his hair and suit hadn't stopped anyone from falling to their knees in terror.

Remy still owed the kid ice cream for it. The news reports had been hilarious.

He stepped out of the shower again and dried himself off.

He wiped the mirror to get a glimpse of his hair. The green had turned out nicely. It was dark and they'd mixed in a little bit of red to desaturate it a bit.

The cartoon was paused when he came back into the living room. The window had been cracked open and the dye stench wasn't as prominent as it had been anymore.

Emile wasn't there.

"Babe?" Remy called into the apartment.

"I'm here!" came the reply from the kitchen. "Do you want some chips too?"

"Sure," Remy settled on the couch again. "Thanks!"

Emile came back with a big bowl and stopped in the doorway.

"That looks amazing!" he marvled.

"You think so?"

"Of course? Aren't you happy with it?" he set down the bowl on the coffee table and settled next to Remy.

"No, I like it. Don't worry. I'm happy you like it too. I think I might do this colour again actually," he gave Emile a few pecks over his cheek, forehead and nose and pulled him closer.

"We can cuddle once I've washed my hair," Emile reminded him.

"Mhm... Fine. So, what did I miss?"

Oh, of course!" Emile began recounting the plot in detail as Remy smiled to himself. The plot wasn't really all that important to him. The look on Emile's face when he talked about it on the other hand... Priceless. "...and this is where I paused."

"Okay," Remy nodded and pressed play.

They got to the end of the episode before Emile's alarm sounded and he got up to shower.

Remy paused to wait for him to come back, missing him and his warm weight against Remy's arm, as soon as he was out of the door.

He listened to the sound of the shower being turned on and Emile singing to himself as he got in.

He picked up the Stitch plushy sitting on the couch.

It was new.

Remy had gotten it from Hot Topic after the old one had disappeared from Emile's office and he had been upset about it. It couldn't quite make up for it but it had made Emile smile so as far as he was concerned it was worth it.

Remy was still trying to find out who of Emile's patients had stolen it even if Emile was sure that nobody had stolen it. That he had simply lost it.

"I'm back!" Emile announced, rubbing his head dry with a towel.

"And? How'd it turn out?"

Emile pulled the towel down and shook his hair out. It was a nice pastel pink. Maybe a little darker than they had intended but still nice and soft.

"Do you like it?" Emile asked.

"Babe, you're beautiful," Remy breathed. "Come here."

Emile sat on his lap and burrowed into his chest. Remy pulled him even closer and pressed kisses over his neck and cheeks.

"How did I find someone as gorgeous and smart and kind as you?" he murmured.

"By being handsome, cool, clever, charming and just all around incredible, maybe?" Emile suggested.

Remy chuckled.

"Oh, hush."

Emile clicked play again.

#sanders sides #remy sanders #ts remy #emile picani #remile #trans remy #fluff #au #my writing #woethough au

[aftgficrec]

any fics where Neil and Andrew are just friends™️??

We were assuming you didn’t mean “friends with benefits” or “friends to lovers,” so here are some AUs and canon divergent fics where Andrew & Neil are not together.  Some imply that they eventually will be, and some are strictly platonic between the two.  -F

morbid stuff series by priorwalter [Rated G/T, 14812 words, 2019]

part 1: lionblood (flowin' through my veins) [Rated G, 9731 words]

Kevin had been wondering why he was the only passenger on the Greyhound bus getting off in Palmetto, but one glance at the tiny downtown told him everything he needed to know. While most of the buildings were old in a way that might be described as charming, some were crumbling, dilapidated, and looked like they violated several health and safety rules. Names on the small, quaint shops were written in an old-timey scripts, faded from time and exposure.

Trees with dry yellow and orange leaves lined the main street. The air was crisp and wind bit at Kevin’s skin, making him shiver as he inspected his surroundings. September seemed a little too early for autumn to set in, but he wouldn’t have noticed the weather if not for how the chill made his injured hand ache. He supposed he should be grateful that, for now, aches in his hand were all he had to worry about. If not for the pain meds prescribed to him after his surgery, he would have been writhing on the sidewalk in agony.

Kevin Day arrives in the perpetually autumnal town of Palmetto. He finds his father, new friends, peace and quiet, and Neil Josten.

part 2: there is still this light in us (there is this fight to find right where we belong) [Rated T, 5081 words]

“I guess we’re going to die here,” Neil said with a resigned, dramatic sigh. Affecting a British accent slightly more posh sounding than his usual one, he wailed, “It was wonderful to spend my last moments with you, my love; I only wish they were longer.”

Kevin scoffed. He was glad Neil couldn’t see the blush on his cheeks. “We aren’t going to die, you big baby.”

Neil held onto him more tightly. “We better not. You’re too dramatic to handle being dead with the grace that I do.”

Kevin Day doesn't know what it's like to be loved, but he's learning.

(tw: implied/referenced abuse)

 a Slytherin, a Ravenclaw, and three Hufflepuffs by justadreamfox [Rated T, 8428 words, complete, AFTG Spring Exchange 2020]

Andrew goes to Hogwarts.

We're all happy little fluff-gremlins here.

(tw: implied/referenced child abuse, tw: implied/referenced self-harm

And Now --- You are a Host! by Willow_bird [Rated T, 7201 words, Complete 2020]

Neil Josten has just started at Palmetto Academy, an outrageously fancy school for rich kids with way too much time on their hands. All he wanted was to find a quiet place to study, but as per usual in these things -- he ended up getting far more than he bargained for.

The Monsters Under the Bed by Leahelisabeth (fortheloveofcamelot) [Rated G, 1478 words, Complete 2020, Twinyards Appreciation Week]

Nathaniel learned very early on that there were monsters in the world. Some of them were shadowy figures with guns and knives that appeared and disappeared. Some of them looked harmless, with smiling faces that concealed lies. Some of them were supposed to love him and used that to hurt him and frighten him. Two of them lived under his bed.

(tw: child abuse)

Coincidences by NikFriel [Rated G, 3323 words, Complete 2021]

Neil and Andrew meet in California when they’re kids, but Neil has to leave again and they both lose their only ‘friend’. Years later they’re both in Germany at the same time.

(tw: child abuse)

Don't you just live for childhood best friend AUs hc by @jostenminyard [Tumblr, 2018]

Anonymous said: “... just imagine Kevin and Neil being tiny babies playing Exy and laughing and then meeting Andrew. And Neil has been in the system, albeit shortly because he got adopted by Wymack or something. So he understands Andrew's boundaries and lack of trust but he does everything in his power to make Andrew trust him. And the Foxes are a kiddie gang and they all live in the same street. HOW DO U FEEL ABOUT THAT”

#fic #neil josten & andrew minyard #aaron minyard & andrew minyard #kevin day/neil josten #jeremy knox & andrew minyard #universe: canon divergent #au: kid fic #au: ouran high school host club #au: high school #au: monsters #au: harry potter #au: supernatural #au: different first meeting #theme: germany #theme: strangers to lovers #theme: friendship #theme: found families #theme: on the run #theme: protectiveness #twinyards appreciation week #aftg exchange #tw: implied/referenced abuse #tw: child abuse #tw: implied/referenced self harm