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infranuz · 1 year

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“ MY GF’S FAMOUS ” — tokyo revenger headcanons ( x fem )

where tokyorev boys s/o is a kpop idol,, female reader,, draken, mikey, baji, mitsuya, chifuyu ,, modern au

— IVE BEEN WANTING TO DO THIS FOR SO LONG, just thinking abt it always had me thinking of ideas to how they would all have their kpop idol s/o im so glad to finally be writing this <3

warnings;; none I think (hopefully..) most likely bad spelling and a lot of grammar mistakes (not proofread bc it’s late and I’m too sleepy,, hopefully everything is right tho..)

ryuguji ken “draken”

surprisingly he actually knows a thing or two about kpop and idols. Was surprised to see you pop up on tv when he stayed over with Mikey because Emma actually likes ur group. “Woah Ken-chin!! isn’t that [name]??” Draken seriously had to double check to see if it was actually you.

When you actually told him you were a kpop idol he kissed your forehead and said “I know” so proudly. Believe it or not he brags about it to his friends “my girlfriend is a kpop idol, you should stream their music!!”

ALSO he once dragged you along to a party (mitsuyas bday party) and everyone was there, when I tell you hakkai froze and almost fainted at the sight of you. #3 biggest and supporter right there (according to draken) you had to kind of step out for a second with draken before hakkai had a heart attack.

still he was so happy to meet you (his bias btw..) many congratulations and nice to meet you’s from him.

at some point paparazzi actually noticed you with him out on a date (thankfully they didn’t get to snap any pictures) draken dragged you out of the park as fast as he could covering you with his hoodie. he protects you from paparazzi you can’t tell me otherwise <3

BONUS: whenever he hears your songs pop up on the radio (no matter where he is) he turns it all the way up. If anyone is around him he recommends your unit to them. “They’re really good specially [name]!!” (Of course he also looks up to your group members he just likes to brag about you a lot <33)

sano manjiro “mikey”

Once again,, surprisingly knows what kpop is all because of his sister. (I’m telling you Emma is a kpop Stan u can’t tell me otherwise) when he actually gets into your music he’s hooked

He would steal Emma’s photocard collection of you or pretty much anything with your face or name on it. Wouldn’t even feel guilty abt it, not one bit “she’s my gf I think that’s enough explanation!!” “WELL I BOUGHT IT SO ITS MINE” yeah they would both argue until you actually gave Emma new signed merch

MOVIE NIGHTS WITH HIM AND HIS SISTER and many Shinichiro.. you can’t tell me otherwise. You guys would have pop corn and snacks before watching the movie all while having your groups music playing on the background (supportive bf I love him <;3)

He hates paparazzi sm, I feel like he would be really jealous of other people taking pictures of you specially when you’re just trying to have a nice time at some cafe. Anytime paparazzi came to bash you and take pictures with you he would cling onto you and cover you from their view. “Only I should be able to take pictures of you” with a pouty face

You would take him to meet your group members and he would ask for autographs from each of them (to brag to Emma ofc). The dude doesn’t even know their names.. it’s okay tho because he’s now best friends with them!!

He actually stayed on set once you guys were filming an mv for your recently released song. Your group tried to get him to try and learn the dance (he actually made it to the behind the scenes videos which was him dancing with your group)

he reads those [name] x reader fan fictions, hee proud of it actually. Others can keep imagining while he can actually have the real thing, im almost sure he would actually have a fan account just for you.

he 100% goes to your concerts with Emma, you actually reserve him and his sister seats. Most of the time you’re always looking at him when you’re performing. if you send him kisses or winks while you’re dancing he’ll immediately go insane.

he gets backstage privileges. yes he does indeed get that privilege. always congratulated you and your group mates for your amazing performance. is extremely clingy after you guys leave for the hotel you booked. he ends up staying with you because he’s too lazy to drive back to his own house.

BONUS: CUDDLES, the best cuddles you’ve ever received in your life, specially after an exhausting performance. he takes care of you <33 “you did great today”

baji keisuke

he has some idea what kpop or idols are.. the moment you told him he just said “cool” Chifuyu would be the one to explain it to him. Afterwards he would be happy to listen to your songs and even buy your albums

100% convinced his mother would listen to you, idc idc fight me she would. His mother loves you i know she does, the moment you visited baji to meet his mother she cried tears of joy. give this woman free merch SIGNED, dude you would go as far as to take her to your group members so she could meet them all sobs.

once you were tired like really tired since you were coming from endless hours of practice so all you wanted was to spend time with your bf.. you knocked on the door and when he let you in all of his friends were there playing a board game

chifuyu who had begged baji to let him meet you immediately greeted you, bro was fascinated, astonished, flabbergasted to finally see you in flesh and bone. that day you stayed over and played games with them by the end of it you fell asleep. baji tucked you into his bed and afterwards fell asleep hugging you.

HE LOATHES ABSOLUTELY HATES PAPARAZZI. he almost punched one of them once because you were caught completely off guard as they took pictures of you with the flash on. “Piss off cant you see we’re busy??” Most of your fans actually think he’s rude but he’s a sweet guy who just wants to protect his gf <;3

No but fr he would go as far as to break some cameras just so you could have some relaxing time without having to worry about paparazzi. although many attempts have failed because there is abt 100 pictures of you and baji online having dates and picnics.. let’s just say he’s pretty pissed off abt it

baji would 100% teach you how to protect yourself from weird people, pervs and all that stuff. “There’s weird people out there so you need to know how to at least land a punch” you actually ended up sending some perv to the hospital for kicking him where it hurts. baji was proud yet disgusted at how the man even tried to make a move.

BONUS: yk how cats often come into his room, you always take care of them with baji when you stay over. it’s as if the cats were your children and you and baji were their parents.

mitsuya takashi

mitsuya actually listened to your songs even before you started dating. he was quite lucky (as he claims) to have met you that rainy day that you had forgotten your umbrella and he had offered his. “excuse me? here you can use my umbrella if you want” he was so sweet about it “ah, thank you so much I can’t afford my papers getting wet, will you be fine?”

you were surprised he didn’t bash you with questions and asking for an autograph so you guessed he didn’t know who you were. you ended up giving him your personal number so you could return his umbrella. he was shocked when he found out who you actually were,, the rest is pretty much history

his sisters love you, you always make sure to bring them some type of gift before visiting. mitsuya actually tries to get you to not buy them anything because he thinks it’s a lot but cmon now mana and luna deserve love. they wanted your groups albums for Christmas and they got that and more, you got all your group members to record some type of video and greeting they thanked you profusely afterwards

he’s a designer and you are an idol.. guess what that means. HE MAKES YOUR OUTFITS,, he totally does I know it. anytime your group and you come up with a theme for your mvs Mitsuya always offers to make your outfits. you always proudly wear all of his creations,, like for an interview?? red carpet?? music video?? or just an outfit overall Mitsuya is your guy.

paparazzi would be asking you who the designer is and all you have to say is “This is a piece made by my boyfriend, Mitsuya Takashi.. thank you for asking” he gained a few hundred of followers that day.

dates a lot of dates with him whenever you have free time, even tho paparazzi may sometimes ruin it’s okay because there’s a few 20 new pictures of both of you online showing the world how in love u are.

BONUS: movie nights with him and his sisters, it’s pretty much basically just you and Mitsuya since mana and luna always fall asleep on the first 10 minutes of the movie. anyway it’s more time for you and Mitsuya so win win??

matsuno chifuyu

now this little silly he has a whole shelf full of your groups albums, magazines and posters. he listens, streams, quite literally enjoys your music (he stans new jeans and wonder girls you can’t tell me otherwise)

your relationship is pretty much public, all of your fans know who he is. I believe they follow peke j’s Instagram account, (it’s what they love most abt your bf) like his cats account has more followers than his own main acc😭

every time you stay at chifuyu house you always make sure to bring some type of treat for peke j, he absolutely adores you. cuddle peke j and leave chifuyu outside his own bed quite literally

LIBRARY DATES,, you both go to the library to check out/buy manga and other books you may like. you guys have those cute little cafe dates where you guys either spend your time reading or just talking about your day and life

he watches your interviews, AND he was once invited to go into one. like a couple interviews or yk those interviews where couples get cards with questions that only they know abt each other. or just cute games for couples,, yeah those basically. fan base went crazy after that interview dropped

you planned on adopting a cat once so chifuyu recommended some adoption centers. sadly you didn’t end up adopting a cat but you did get a date at a cat cafe so a loss and a win?? “look at this cat!! her name is bee she’s so cute” so many cats surrounded him it was cute <33

he’s neutral abt paparazzi tbh, he just dislikes it when you feel uncomfortable being bashed by so many people at the same time. sadly he can’t do much about them,, but when you’re both out of their sight he treats you to whatever you want a lot of comfort from his part

BONUS: since you’re friends with a lot of other kpop idols you invited chifuyu once to meet some of them. he got to meet a lot of his biases and got a shit ton of autographs and merch,, afterwards he thanked you endlessly,, lots of kisses <33

©asalamis ,, please don’t copy, steal or plagiarize my work in any way, reblogs and likes are appreciated,, hope you enjoyed ty for reading <;3

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wooahaes · 5 months

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where to go?

pairing: non-idol!maknae line [svt] x gn!reader

genre: fluff. roommates au. [can be read as poly if you wish!]

word count: 1.4k~

warnings: reader doesn't have a great relationship with their family. some bickering within fic (between seungkwan and chan).

daisy's notes: these three are my beloveds fr btw

If there was one thing your three housemates knew about you, it was the unfortunate aspect of your family life being… not very great. Ever since you moved in with them a few years ago, they’d noticed plenty. You often spent holidays alone in the apartment, you rarely called home unless you were calling your grandparents, and even then you didn’t seem to be on great terms with your parents past sending money or gift cards to one another on birthdays and special occasions. So they made up for it in different ways: little celebrations for the four of you every year, just to keep you involved in the festivities.

And now that the winter holidays were fast approaching… They’d been discussing plans without you. Essentially, they had plans to head home for some time with their families when they were off work.

And now? Well…

“They should go home with me,” Seungkwan had said, arms crossed over his chest.

A little over a week ago, they’d approached you together to ask if you felt like coming home with one of them. Sure, you weren’t blood related, but the four of you felt like your own little family and you’d met their families enough times that it wouldn’t be weird for you to come around. You had simply given a non-committal “Sure, whatever, just let me know when so I can plan around it for work” without showing any preference or pressure toward them in the event they changed their minds.

Before Chan or Vernon could get a word in, Seungkwan had continued, “One of my sisters is coming home later because her work schedule didn’t line up. So we have the extra room, and they wouldn’t have to sleep on the couch or anything—”

“Uh. Dude. They wouldn’t sleep on the couch at my place,” Vernon spoke up immediately. “They can take my bed—plus my sister loves them.”

That was definitely a stretch. His sister liked you well enough, but most of your interactions involved her (jokingly) pitying you for having her brother as a housemate.

Chan rolled his eyes. “Obviously, they’re going to come home with me. They love my family the most.” (Not true: you were on good terms with everyone, no strict preference whatsoever.)

“You invited them home to celebrate chuseok!” Seungkwan shot back immediately, “Because you didn’t want them to be alone in the apartment!”

“And my parents love them!” Chan said, “They said they’re welcome back anytime—so they’re probably expecting them!”

“Hey,” Vernon spoke up, “my mom already said she’d rather me bring them than let them spend the holidays alone. Plus she hasn’t seen them in a while. Do you really want to disappoint—”

“No! No! You don’t get to play that card!” Seungkwan huffed, hugging himself tight. “You can take them to see your mom whenever you want! I’m going back to Jeju and I think they should come with me.”

“My family is in—”

“You just took them home for chuseok a few months ago!”

Chan stood up, “Right! Months ago! You can take them to Jeju whenever you want, too!”

“That’s different!”

“It’s not!”

Vernon just sat by, watching the two bicker. “I mean… If they don’t want to travel…”

Seungkwan shook his head, “They already said they’re fine with whatever! All we need to do is let them know the dates so they can plan accordingly—which is why they should go with me, because it gives them more than a week to prepare.”

“They don’t have to plan so much if they come with me,” Vernon hummed, sinking back in his chair, “just saying.”

“I’m going the latest of anyone, so they should go with me,” Chan said.

“It’s not our fault you waited so long to get work off,” Seungkwan rolled his eyes. “You should have planned ahead—”

It was around this point that you couldn’t hold back your laughter anymore. The three hadn’t noticed you stepped out of your room earlier, headphones draped around your neck (music paused, otherwise one of them would have definitely heard it by now). You’d thought about saying something plenty of times, but something about how heated up you knew they’d become made you stand by and wait. Of course it’d be Seungkwan who cared the most and was the most vocal about it. And, of course it’d be Chan who wanted to take you home again after his parents adored you so much the first time (chuseok with them had been nice, actually, and you appreciated Chan for including you on something you thought you would be intruding on). And then there was Vernon, who had his arguments but settled back to watch the other two butt heads for a while. If you hadn’t stepped in, you were pretty sure he would have jumped back in once they’d argued themselves out.

“This is serious!” Seungkwan said the moment he saw you. “We don’t want you to spend the holidays alone, so we just need you to decide who you want to go with so we can plan!”

Chan rolled his eyes, “They’re laughing because we’re arguing over it. They probably think we’re silly—”

“I do!” You said, wiping away at a tear that had escaped in your laughter. You made your way across the room to them, already pulling Seungkwan and Chan in for a hug—gesturing for Vernon to come join. “I just… I really love you dumbasses, alright?”

“I wasn’t even arguing—”

You rolled your eyes. “Vernon, get in here.”

The three came together to let you embrace them as warmly as you could before breaking apart again. Chan slid into the innermost chair, letting you take his seat as the four of you started discussing this seriously. With you having gone with Chan for chuseok (again, you thanked him: it was nice that he cared about you and that his family had been okay with letting you join them so you wouldn’t be alone), you’d immediately crossed him off the list to his dismay. But he’d understood: it felt a little unfair for him to steal you away again… and there were plenty of times in the future you could visit his family if you felt like it. That left the decision between Seungkwan and Vernon, and as much as you’d like to see Jeju and the Boos again… you’d rather save that trip for later. Which meant you’d spend some time with Vernon and his family for a bit, the easiest trip and the one you could definitely do if you couldn’t get off work.

“You’re coming home with me next year for chuseok,” Seungkwan said, playing with your fingers idly since you’d left your hand resting on the table. “Chan and Vernon can do something else with you, but you can come with me next year.”

You’d cracked a smile. “Is Mama Boo going to be okay with that?”

“You’re already like family, so yes,” he shrugged. “I’ll talk to her when I see her and make sure, though.”

You’d felt your face grow a little warmer. “How much do your families know…?”

“Enough,” Vernon had shrugged. “I mean. I talk to my mom enough, y’know? She knows that you don’t have any family here and she’d rather you come hang out than be alone. Dad thinks so, too. Everything else is your business, so…”

“Right!” Chan spoke up. “But… That’s why I invited you for chuseok, actually.” He began to fiddle with his sleeve for a moment. “I asked mom about maybe bringing back some food for you, and she said to just bring you along since Seungkwan and Vernon wouldn’t be here and that you shouldn’t be alone. She actually chewed me out for even thinking about leaving you here alone when chuseok is about family.”

Again, your face grew warmer with embarrassment. “Oh.”

Between Seungkwan playing with your fingers, the arm that Chan had rested around you, and the way Vernon was trying to goad you into playing footsie under the table… Something felt particularly sweet about having the three of them to care about you. You’d always try to be there for them when they needed you most, but it still felt weird accepting that they loved and cared for you just as much—to the point where they would straight up fight over who got to take you home for the holidays, just to ensure that you didn’t spend them alone again.

Maybe you really did have a family here after all. It was just one you’d picked out for yourself, and you loved these idiots more than life.

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hawkfawun · 2 months

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choose violence: 3, 19, 24, 25

This one is so salty. I'm sorry. I don't know how to make it less salty.

3. Screenshot or description of the worst take you’ve seen on tumblr

bad take. SPEEDRUN!!!! (mostly) Griffith addition.

1- "Gennon is the victim and not Griffith in their encounter. Griffith is cruel for killing him." I get that you don't like Griffith, that's fine. You are saying the pedophile who took advantage of him when he was 12-14 is in the right though?? Also when he killed him the guy was actively trying to kidnap him to be a sex slave.

2- It is "disrespectful to Miura" to ship griffguts. Miura has expressed interest in queer themes and basically said Griffith is gay before. I don't think the man was a pearl clutcher.

3- "Guts should have just killed Griffith when he was disabled." Guts would NOT have done that.

4- Age gap discourse. All the main adult characters are supposed to be roughly the same age. I have no interest in debating if adults fighting the horrors are allowed to have 3 year age gaps lol.

5. "Griffith is Jeff Bezos" ?? Ah yes free education and housing. What Jeff is commonly known for. Not that I love calling him a communist either. I could write a lot on this but. Eh.

19. You’re mad/ashamed/horrified you actually kind of like...

WELL. I am pretty damn shameless on here. A lot of people don't like my ships and thats fine. Best to block me though.

I'm not mad exactly but I do think it is surprising I ship Judau/Casca a bit! Normally dislike that kind of ship but I think there's a lot of room for it to be done in a compelling way. The way his insecurities play out is super realistic and interesting to me. I do think he seriously puts Casca above himself and loves her for who she is not who he wants her to be. Also, I just want nice things for them both. ^^

24. topic that brings up the most rancid discourse?

Casca. Literally anything about Casca. You can be like "Wouldn't it be fun to draw an apostle casca" and people will act like you committed a real actual murder. Never mind if you have some criticism of the eclipse rape or Elaine.

I STILL get asks. btw- if you make sock puppets to harass people for being "too sensitive about rape" that makes you look like a creep fullstop.

Also anything with Griffith but that's a given.

25. Common fandom complaint you are sick of hearing.

Hmmm... anytime anyone has an even mild critique of berserk everyone complains you are literally "spitting on a dead man's grave." It is rare fans complain about the manga itself.

Also rare they complain about Miura. Berserk fans would rather send death threats to fans posting interviews than believe their made-up image of him is wrong.

for the record, I obviously love berserk and think very highly of Miura in a lot of ways. I get why people are defensive of it but phew. Berserk fandom is a little too defensive!

thanks for the questions!

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blackplaaague · 4 months

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make-me-imagine · 6 months

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Hi. Can I ask for a, Merlin ship. I hope you've been doing good. I don't care if you Post this online or post it privately. Take your time when doing this. I know all of us online have things to do in real life.

Features: I am a short woman 4'9. I have curly golden honey-blond hair which goes to my bra-strap length, I have dark chocolate brown eyes, and a little bit of chubbiness in my cheeks. I have a butterfly-shaped scar on my forehead which is from skin cancer from when I was 5-6 years old.

Age: 19.

Name/Nickname: Madison, Ma, Papillon (Which means Butterfly in French), Piccolo Guerriero (Which means Little Warrior in Italian. I am part Italian and French on my mother's side.), Little Butterfly, Sunshine, and Little Rose.

Disorder/Disability I have: Dyslexia, Epilepsy, and Anxiety.

Personality: I am a sweet, loving, stubborn, caring, gentle, and understanding woman but if you mess with me/hurt me, my family, friends, or the people I love I become scary-scary.

Likes/love to do: I love to drawing/painting, embroidery, reading (I am a bit of a bookworm), anime, cosplaying, doing any type of math, loves plants/nature, and baking in my free time.

I don't like/afraid/scared of: afraid of Spiders, don't like people insulting or making fun of family/Love ones/Friends, and I don't like being yelled at because it scares me from past traumas and anxiety.

Style: I love to wear, off-the-shoulder shirts, leggings, jeans, button-up shirts, dresses, and once in a while a shirt with a long skirt. My home aesthetic is a mix between astronomy and witch.

The only other thing is that I wear a heart-shaped ruby necklace around my neck which was a gift from my whole family. I never take it off.

Prompts: "I don't care as long as you're okay." " How's my favorite (nickname) and unborn daughter doing?"

Thank you for sending another Commission ship <3 I hope you like it!

(Suggestive Content Below, Minors Do Not Interact)

-Commission Ships Info-

I ship you with Gwaine!

At first I thought of Merlin (which is still a very good match btw!). But then I thought, Gwaine would ADORE you. He would find your shy and reserved side adorable, your caring genuine loving personality would make him have heart eyes any time he sees you. Plus, when he see's you stand up for someone (a loved one perhaps) and you get scary, he falls head-over-heels, because he was NOT expecting that.

You constantly surprise him in the best ways and he hates being away from you. He is the type to boast about you to others loving when they feel jealous about your relationship.

He is protective over you and is very caring wanting to take care of you and he just wants to make you happy.

I can imagine you having magic in this world, or being an Apothecary of sorts. When Gwaine learns this, he finds you even more entrancing, and will make sure to keep you safe from anyone who might try to harm you. (Personal body-guard boyfriend Gwaine *swoon*)

Anytime he has to go on a quest with the Knights and King, he always brings something back for you. Whether it be books, food, jewelry, etc. He NEVER forgets to give you something when he returns. He is always thinking of you, and will buy anything that reminds him of you, or anything he thinks you will love.

He would totally called you Little butterfly, Little Rose and or Sunshine. He LOVES a cute pet-name lol, especially if it makes you smile.

Gwaine never yells at you, and if anyone so much as raises their tone with you he is there with the protective boyfriend glare, ready to defend you if needed.

Gwaine is (not to secretly) afraid of spiders too, but he over comes the fear for you, to deal with any invaders in your home.

His most treasured items are a painting you make for him for his birthday and a handkerchief you embroidered for him.

Also, you are a lot shorter than him, which he LOVES. He is not above picking you up and carrying you around (or giving you piggy back rides).

He is not afraid of PDA but if you do not like it he will not do it. Though please let him hold your hand or he will be sad.

(Not quite NSFW, but definitely suggestive oneshot below) 18+ only please!:

Prompts: "I don't care as long as you're okay." + "How's my 'nickname' doing?"

Your mind was distracted as you stared out the window of your cottage, your eyes wandered to the passerby's in the street. You fiddled with the necklace around your neck as your mind ran wild with various thoughts.

You were so distracted, that you missed the grinning face that spotted you as they walked past the window and towards your door.

But when there was a soft knock at your door before it was pushed open, you didn't have to guess who it was. You peered over your shoulder to see Gwaine's familiar grin as he closed the door behind him.

His eyes naturally raked over you as he stalked towards you, happy to see you after the long day at the castle. You turned to face him with an equally gleeful grin.

Wrapping his arms around you, he pulled you to his chest as he grinned down at you, "And how's my little rose doing then, hmm?"

"Fine, feeling lonely though." You pouted playfully at him in a way you knew he loved.

His arms pulled you closer as he leaned down and kissed you, it was brief yet slow, and full of the passion he held for you.

You gently played with the unbuttoned collar of his shirt as he stared down at you, his eyes grazing over your face as if he was trying to memorize every tiny detail.

Since you had learned of Gwaine's latest quest, which he would be departing on the following day, you had a tight feeling in your gut. He had been on many quests, but you always felt the same way.

You knew he was strong, brave, and skilled, but he could often be reckless too. The fear of the danger he might face is what had been clouding your mind since you learned of it.

Besides the danger, you hated being away from him. A few days was manageable, but over a week and you would truly feel his absence. And this time, you had no real knowledge of how long he would be gone.

Gwaine seemed to notice your change in mood as he gently brushed some hair from your face, and tilted your chin for you to look up at him.

When your eyes locked he smiled gently at you. "Are you worried my love?"

You knew there was no point in hiding it, so you nodded softly, while trying not to seem too downcast. As sad as you were of his parting, you never intended to make him feel guilty.

"Yes."

His smile held a sadness in it as he gently caressed your cheek. He was proud of what he did as a Knight, but he hated leaving you behind for his quests, and he hated how worried you would get. Though he knew it only showed him how much you loved him.

"I go on many quests, and I always return to Camelot, yes?"

You nodded up at him, and he continued.

"Do you worry what trouble I might get into with the others?" He asked with a soft teasing grin.

You rolled your eyes softly, knowing he meant heavy drinking, pub fights, and trouble that would lead to black eyes and bandage hands.

"I don't care as long as you're okay. And as long as you come back to not just Camelot, but to me."

He grinned as he pressed a kiss to your cheek. "I will always come back to you Sunshine."

You wrapped your arms around his neck, "You better."

Gwaine nuzzled his face into your neck, and you weren't surprise when moments later, he began pressing kisses to your skin.

Between kisses, he spoke, his voice breathy as he refused to pull himself away from you.

"You know I never like leaving you. I despise it. I used to love going o quests, but now I hate the felling of not knowing when I will see you again."

"Do you resent me for that?" There was a soft, almost teasing tone to your voice.

You knew he did not resent you, nor hate you in any way, but you liked to tease him.

He pulled away just long enough to playfully glare at you. "Never. I love you all the more for it. You give me more reasons to come back safely."

"Then of that I am proud." You smiled as you ran yours hands underneath his shirt, along his carved stomach.

Gwaine felt a shiver up his body as you did this, and he almost growled underneath his breath as his hands gripped you tightly.

The once soft and ginger pecks, became lingering kisses. His breath became a little heavier as he was now possibly leaving soft purple marks along your skin as his lips trailed down your neck and to your shoulder where his rough hands pulled aside your collar. His tongue and teeth nipped at your skin and you let out a soft sigh as his grip around you tightened once again.

You hummed absentmindedly and he smiled against your neck before he rose to whisper into your ear, sending a shiver up your body.

"Perhaps I can distract you from your thoughts."

You giggled as he started maneuvering you to walk you backwards towards the bed. You let out a soft grunt as you fell backwards, with Gwaine landing on top of you. He held his arms out to stop his full weight from crushing you.

He grinned down at you before pressing a slow, deep kiss to your lips. An then he started peppering kisses all over your face, before beginning to trail once again down your neck and to your shoulders.

A warm buzz rushed through you as he eagerly began tugging at your clothes, wanting desperately to remove them. One thing was for sure, Gwaine was certainly very good at distracting you. Not that you minded at all.

#commission ship #merlin ship #gwaine x reader #merlin commission ship #commission #mbruben-stein #gwaine oneshot #18+ content #sir gwaine x reader #gwaine fic

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hep-heptagon · 2 years

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Hello! My name is Cassie and I’m a self-taught artist who left during the Tumblr Migration of 2018 and decided to come crawling back because Twitter is even more awful ✨ Oh and btw here’s my Carrd

For more info and my DNI, check under the cut ^^

Hi again! Yeah, I’m Cassie. I’m 23, and I draw stuff lol

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mrsannahotcherweasley · 1 year

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ik that this situation is kinda specific but...was anyone else the only child of a single mom (i mean "only child" by environment and parent because i have a brother that's 10 years older than me but he was adopted by my grandparents, since my mom had him when she was really young) and she always claimed that you were her everything and her little miracle but treated you like anything but that?? for the first like 11 years of my life, she barely ever acknowledged me and whenever she did, she made it seem like she was annoyed just by my fucking presence. she yelled at me for literally everything and everytime i tried to express how much that hurt me, she'd guilt trip me by using the fact that she's a single mom that works her ass off for us to live and then would gaslight me and say that nothing like that ever happened/i was blowing the whole situation out of proportion. and she's one of those single mom's that make it their personal mission to make you hate your father and everything about him, not because he wasn't around, but because of her personal vendetta against him for leaving her. my daddy issues would probably not be anywhere near as bad as they are if it weren't for her telling me all of the horrible stories about him that she did, when i was only like 7 years old. and then after telling me all of the HORRIBLE shit that he's done to both her and his other baby momma's, anytime i would ever misbehave or do something she didn't like, she would scream at me and tell me that she was gonna send me to live with him or have him come take me......like first of all, after all the shit you've said he's done (she literally told me that he tried to KIDNAP some of the other children that he had and that his family, like, grandparents n stuff, were abusive and racist to white people.....i'm mixed btw) and you're threatening to basically send me to the wolf, and second of all, for me supposedly being your "miracle" you sure as hell make it seem more like i'm an inconvenience. something else that i hate is that she never ever payed attention to my mental health issues, which were clear as fucking day. from ages 14-16, i was homeschooled and other than going to the store with her every couple of months, i never left the house, i was having mental breakdowns all the fucking time, some of which were in front of her, too, and it got so bad to the point where i was going months without showering because i just could not bring myself to get up and do it. and you know what she did the whole time?? nothing, she never even asked me if i was okay. her attitude towards me did change eventually though, even though she still continuously tried to gaslight me by saying that she never did anything wrong, once i reached like 11-12 (i was pretty mature for my age and never actually went through the whole "super moody, emo, and disrespectful" teen phase either, which probably helped) and was not a small little child that she has to take everywhere with her and have an eye on 24/7, she stopped treating me as an inconvenience, and now as someone that was cool and someone that she could hang out with. i- i just, i'm gonna stop here because i can go on about this shit for days but, i just needed to vent because she's still like this to this day and it doesn't help that basically my whole family is toxic asf and wouldn't even fucking listen to me if i tried to tell them, i've been trapped in my own little bubble for the past 10 years (the only reason im still around them if you're wondering, is because of my nephew, i refuse to leave him with them without anyone with common sense) so, thanks if you read this.

#pls tell me i'm not the only one #mommy issues #daddy issues #really just entire family issues ig #i need help

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caramelcal · 3 years

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His Favorite Secret.

“I’m tired of being your secret.”

You can find the rest of the prompts here.

i really took this and ran with it huh...IT’S 4.3K WORDS

warnings: mentions of sex, gangs, alcohol, bondage

kinda obsessed with this gang!luke idea. also, i’m not sure if i wanna make “bambi” the reader or an oc, it works as either i believe? bambi is a nickname btw and i honestly feel like making more parts based on this concept tbh

kinda wanna make another part LMAO idk what i’d do it on though </3

Luke was better to her than anything you could possibly expect. He was surprisingly gentle when it came to her, hugging and caressing her that seemed impossible for the way he was and the life he lived. People saw Luke as the 6-foot-odd man that could rip you apart without an issue, without even breaking a sweat but he was so much more than that.

He was so much more than the leather jacket-wearing gangster that everyone depicted him as; heartless and stoic. He was a great lover if he let people in, and she had never been loved that way with anyone before. Surely though, with his life, there were complications to their relationship.

He was different from other people, more violent, more dangerous. The gang, which was run by Luke and three of his closest friends, Calum, Ashton and Michael, was well-known and feared among many, but they were left alone by the police. The police were aware that they existed, but they didn’t do anything about it. There were more cons to arresting them than there were pros.

Luke’s life made everything very interesting. He was rich, of course, and after a while of them dating she had moved into his condo. It was massive, bigger than any house she had ever lived in before and it was just for the two of them. It was a luxurious life that she had not experienced before, and she was still getting used to it.

If there was one thing about Luke that she had learned, it was that buying her things was his love language. He never had been great at the romantic side of their relationship considering he hadn’t had a girlfriend in a long time and normally just had one-night stands, but he tried his best. That didn’t meant that he ever softened up during sex, though.

Another thing about his life that made stuff interesting was that Luke had to drop things for work. Sometimes stuff would go wrong on a run, or other gangs would try stuff with them and he would have to leave. It was understandable, but still frustrating for her, especially the one time where an emergency had occurred right in the middle of them having sex.

Luke had been very busy the past few weeks, having to deal with numerous issues with the gang and barely having enough time to spend with the needy girl who craved his attention. There had been issues in the club, that was what he had said, but he didn’t go into much detail on the matter, he never did. He liked to keep his relationship and gang life very separate from one another.

A lot of the mornings this week she had woke up alone, void of the warmth she liked to cuddle into in the morning. At least she was getting him all to herself this weekend, she thought. After barely spending anytime with her that weekend, Luke had promised they would spend the weekend together, even if the club was set on fire. Calum, Ash and Mike will deal with it.

“Bambi?” The nickname fell from his lips when he stepped in the front door. She brought her eyes up to look at him, happiness filling her features. She hadn’t been expecting him home for another few hours, but she definitely wasn’t complaining.

Running over to him, she jumped, knowing full well that he would catch her as her arms wrapped around his neck. Her head snaked into the nape of his neck, comfortingly taking in the scent of her favorite person, his arms holding her protectively close to his body. They were alone, thankfully enough. After all, she really hadn’t thought out her jumping hug because her short skirt had ridden up, showing off her underwear which Luke most definitely would be furious if anyone but him saw.

“Welcome home,” She whispered into his neck, hand coming up to play with the hair on the back of his neck. Her eyes fluttered, eyelashes tickling the skin on Luke’s neck as he rubbed her back, taking in the comfort of having the smaller girl in his arms.

He walked forward so that he was fully in the house, using his leg to kick the door shut behind him before walking towards the middle of the room near the couch. He slowly lowered himself until he was sitting down on the plush cushions, the girl now in his lap, still being held closely.

“Bambi?” Luke started, making sure that the girl was listening, to which she hummed into the side of his neck, not willing to move just yet, “I know you wanna hug and kiss and stuff right now but we don’t have much time to pack your bags, you have to stay at the safe house for a few days.”

Almost immediately, the warmth of her face was gone from his neck, and her hands were no longer playing with his hair. She was still held tightly on his lap, mostly because he held her there with a semi-firm grip, her looking up at him with furrowed eyebrows and sad eyes.

This wasn’t the first time this had happened. In fact, it had happened quite a few times and each time it made her rather frustrated. She had to remove every single piece of evidence that she even existed in the apartment, and get hidden away in a safe house for the entire weekend, on the edge of town, where she wasn’t allowed to leave until Luke got her himself.

She hated the safe house.

“But you said-”

“Bambi,” Luke cut her off rather firmly, sending her a look which she knew meant that there were no arguments in this. She almost wanted to whine, to argue with Luke and tell him that he said this was going to be their weekend together, just them, no gang stuff, but now she wasn’t even going to get to see him at all this weekend, “I need to have a few low levels over to go over plans, and they’ll be over tomorrow which means we can’t let them know you’re here or that you exist. They still can’t fully be trusted yet, which means that they could be moles and I’m not putting you at risk for that.”

His speech was ended in a soft tone, looking down at her with a small amount of sadness for the girl. His hand comfortingly raked through her hair, piercing blue eyes looking at her but her eyes stay looking down. Slowly, without saying anything, she climbed off of his lap and started to retreat to their bedroom.

“Bambi? Where you goin, baby?” He called out, looking at the girl who stopped in her tracks, looking over her shoulder.

“I’m packing. That’s what you wanted me to do, was it not?”

Not many words were exchanged afterward with the girl silently packing away every aspect of her life into two duffle bags. She wasn’t even allowed to properly live in her own house, no decorations, photos in frames, nothing. Everything she owned had to be easily removable so it looked like she didn’t even exist in her own home.

Luke watched her from the bedroom door, leaning against the frame coolly as he analyzed her movements. He knew she was frustrated, but she had to know he was doing this to protect her, she should have anyway. Rather harshly, she finally zipped up the duffle bags, throwing them over her shoulder and walking straight past Luke without acknowledging him.

He understood that she was frustrated, but was she really angry at him?

She was quickly at the door, grasping at the handle when Luke had snapped out of his thoughts, walking over to her quickly with ease, taking a grip on her arm.

“You okay?”

“Dandy,” She replied bluntly, looking away from the slightly concerned man, almost as if she was itching to get away from him. Normally, even if she wasn’t happy about being sent away to the safe house, she still gave him a goodbye kiss, but it appeared that he wasn��t going to get one of those tonight, “Gotta go. Wouldn’t want to keep Jacob waiting, would we?”

She walked out of the apartment without another word, but Luke’s eyes were on her retreating figure, “We’ll speak about this on Sunday, okay baby?”

He barely even seen the nod that she sent him before she disappeared down the hallway.

. . . “Please, Jacob,” She pleaded with the driver, with puppy eyes and everything but he tried his best to remain stony-faced. Jacob was the only driver that Luke trusted Bambi with, he had grown up with the boys too, childhood friends with Michael apparently, who Bambi had never even met before.

Jacob was the leading driver for the gang, one of the getaway drivers for bigger and more important heists or events, but normally he just got called in for private transport of any important members of the gang. He, as well as practically anyone who had ever met the girl, had a soft spot for her, and she knew that.

“You do realize if I take you there that I am directly disobeying orders of the leader of one of the biggest gangs in California?” He asked ridiculously, shaking his head with his hands placed firmly on the wheel.

“Jacob-”

“No,” He replied firmly, looking at the girl through the rearview mirror, seeing her begging eyes and sad face.

The man knew that everything was frustrating for the girl, especially when she had to get up and move out of her own house just so that Luke could host meetings and debriefings for the gang.

“Please, Jacob. I’m going to be cooped up in a safe house for three days without talking to anyone, at least let me go to Anna’s for a few hours. She’s been my best friend since I was three, she’s trustworthy.”

The black-haired man didn’t reply for several moments, and a frown fell onto the girl’s face before he started to signal off the highway. It was a familiar road, the one that she had taken many times before to her best friend’s house, and honestly, she had never been happier to see it. At least she would get some enjoyment this weekend.

“Thank you so much, Jacob, just tell me how I can repay you,” The girl said once she was out of the car, bouncing lightly in excitement while she stared at the man who was still inside the car.

He gave her a small smile, one that showed he knew how much appreciation she felt towards him before his eyes turned to the door behind her, “Just enjoy yourself and make sure he doesn’t fire me for this.”

“Consider it done.”

It was nice to see Anna again, it had been two weeks since their last meet up and they had both missed each other greatly. Anna was drinking alcohol, but the smaller girl wasn’t. It wasn’t like she was afraid of what Luke would say if she did, because she certainly wasn’t afraid of Luke, but even though she was angry she didn’t want to disappoint him.

Not that she had exactly abided by his rules anyway, considering she was with Anna right now instead of locked inside the safe house. The safe house had slowly become the girl’s own personal prison, it was bare, bland, and had nothing for her to entertain herself, and there was no company. That’s what she hated most about it, the lack of social interactions she could have while she was in there.

“-we were talking about the weather and shit right? Then he asked to see my tits! I was like are you being serious right now?” Anna rambled on, talking about another failed love interest that had been using her for her body. Anna never seemed to be lucky in the dating apartment of life, but she was a successful girl, and a beautiful one at that, she would get there.

“Was he?”

Anna scoffed, taking another drink of her alcohol, “Yeah! He blocked me after I sent him pictures of minecraft chests and asked him what ones were his favourite.”

The smaller girl let out a laugh, looking at her best friend who had a sly grin on her face, trying to hide it with the glass in her hands.

“Speaking of guys though, how’s Mr. Hemmings then?” Anna jokingly asked the girl, cocking an eyebrow with a smirk on her face, swaying to the music that was loudly playing in the background.

“He’s good, I mean he’s doing good,” The smaller girl quickly corrected herself before her dirty-minded friend could make a joke about their sex life or ask about it. Anna hummed lightly, still smug and still swaying to the music, “I was supposed to be going to the safe house, but I’m here instead, I don’t think he’s very happy.”

“Girl, you’ve been here for nearly two hours!” Anna cried out in shock, eyes wide at the clear defiance that the small girl had for her 6-foot-odd gang leader boyfriend.

“And?”

“He’s bound to know by now! He’s not going to bust through my doors with his gang and shoot the place down is he?”

The girl shrugged lazily in reply, letting some of her hair fall in front of her face as she smiled at her friend, “Yeah he does know, he’s been blowing up my phone for an hour and a half.”

Anna fell dramatically against the back of the couch, hand still tight around her glass of lemonade and pink gin. Her free hand was laying across her forehead with her eyes shut, “Oh please tell me you’ve replied.”

“Nope.”

“Oh come on, I really like my door, believe it or not, I don’t want him or any of his gang members kicking it down!” Anna cried out, giving her best friend a pout to which she just laughed lightly in response.

“He won’t knock your door down, he probably won’t even come. He’s too busy debriefing his gang to even spend time with me and instead shipped me out of the house. Why does he care whether it’s yours or the safe house?”

However, she couldn’t have been more wrong because less than ten minutes later they heard a roaring engine speeding down the road. Anna, who shared a quick look with the smaller girl, got up and looked out the window, seeing no other than Luke gets out of his very expensive sports car and towards the house, “Guess you were wrong.”

He threw the door open, thankfully not breaking it down, his eyes quickly landing on the small girl, grabbing her and pulling her off of the couch, planting her by his side. His grip was tight on either side of her hips, almost as if it was a warning to stay by his side and cooperate for once in her life.

“Anna,” His accented voice wrung through the room as he gave the blonde a curt nod. She waved back awkwardly, maybe too hazed by the alcohol in her system to stay anything intelligible back, and Luke seemed to realize this, “don’t stay up too late, get a good sleep, okay?”

“Aye captain, yes sir,” She saluted him back with a smile on her lips, almost diffusing the tension in the room but it was barely a second later where Luke’s grip retightened on his girlfriend’s hips.

“Okay, good night.” He bid her farewell, walking out of the house with his slightly anxious girlfriend behind him. It seemed as if suddenly she was filled with regret and guilt, especially after seeing how angry Luke was with her.

“It isn’t Jacob’s fault I-” She started when the door shut behind them, the cold wind of the night surrounding her.

“Don’t,” He spoke gruffly, turning around to look down at her with angry blue eyes before grabbing onto her wrist and dragging her over to his car.

Luke hadn’t even locked his car when he had rushed inside to Anna’s house, not that he would be too bothered anyway, it wasn’t like anyone was going to steal the gang leader’s car, especially not in this neighborhood. He didn’t speak another word to the girl as he took her around to her side of the car, letting her get in before he leaned over and strapped her in, closing the door without a single word and getting in his own side.

He started the car up and the only noise heard in the car was the engine as it roared to life and they began to speed down the street. His blond hair was messy, jaw ticking with his eyes glued to the road, never once straying to the girl in the passenger’s seat. Her eyes, however, never strayed from him, picking up every sign that he was furious with her. His posture was rigid, he was impatient, breathing loudly and not even acknowledging her existence beside her; he was seething.

She wasn’t sure if they arrived too fast or too slow to the safe house honestly. Luke still didn’t utter a word, getting out of the car and slamming the door behind him. She knew not to move already, she knew that Luke didn’t want her to move and honestly she didn’t want to aggravate him further.

True to her belief, Luke opened her car door, undoing her seatbelt before pulling her out of the car. His eyes didn’t stay on her as he stormed into the house, a tight grip on the smaller girl’s wrist. She tried to get his attention, for him to say anything to her as he entered the house but it appeared he wasn’t in the mood to talk.

The main room was still dark, but just the feeling of being in here makes her feel sick. She wasn’t overexaggerating when she said how much she hated the safe house. It felt as if she was defeated, back where she didn’t want to be, somewhere she hated, and with her boyfriend furious at her.

In the time that she had been thinking of how much she loathed the building she stood in, Luke had let go of her wrist and wordlessly made his way towards the front door again. The thought of him leaving her here, frustrated and alone all weekend made annoyance bubble in her stomach and before she can help herself she’s shouting over at him, “So that’s it? Are you just going to lock me in here and leave again?”

Luke stilled, but he doesn’t bother to reply or even look at his girlfriend, just standing there like a statue. She can’t find it in herself to regret the words that come out of her mouth, especially after she awaits the nonexistent reply, causing annoyance to bluster in her stomach. Her eyes roll and her arms flail slightly before they slap against her thighs with a low scoff falling out of her lips, “Typical.”

“Excuse me?” Luke turned around, his voice hard and powerful, one that would normally make her shake, make her look up at him with wide eyes unsure of what to say. Their eyes meet, his blue piercing into hers. He took a step forward, tilting his head slightly with an eyebrow raised, almost as if he’s encouraging her to repeat what she had said moments before, “What did you say, Bambi?”

Her mouth was agape as she stuttered lightly, any feeling of bravery that she had mere seconds ago fizzling away into nothingness. Her eyes darted from one of his eyes to the other, looking at the expectant and slightly smug face as he looked at the stuttering girl in front of him. She tried her best to find the right words to say but she had, ultimately, been rendered speechless.

“Come on, if you’re so big and brave, baby, why don’t you speak up a little? Tell me what you said.” He walked towards her until he’s right in front of her, chests barely ten centimeters apart. Two of his fingers make their way under her chin, pushing her face up until she had no other choice but to look him in the eye, holding her face in such a way that she can’t move easily.

Silence filled the room once more, simply with the two of them staring at one another. Luke stared down at her with a slight smugness and with her looking up at him still frozen almost. When he does talk next, he muttered quietly, almost condescendingly with anger trailing in his voice, “You ruined an important meeting tonight all because you couldn’t follow a simple instruction-”

“Well, believe it or not, I don’t like to be locked up in a house for days on end like a caged animal,” She doesn’t even register that she’s speaking until she’s finished, the words flowing out of her mouth cutting off Luke’s lecture.

“This house is to keep you safe,” His grip on her jaw doesn’t loosen at this point in time, blue eyes swimming with rage. In all of their time together, he doesn’t remember his Bambi giving him this much attitude or a time where she’s tried to argue with him like this. Sure, there were times where they had disagreements or times where there had been a little bit of attitude but he had quickly sorted that out.

“I was safe at Anna’s and I was happy. Isn’t that what you want? For me to be happy?” Her voice is quiet, bottom lip threatening to quiver. She hated how she cried whenever she got frustrated, and right now she’s barely holding back from her eyes becoming glassy. She’s frustrated and annoyed, but she doesn’t want to look like a baby right now, especially when this was her first fight with Luke.

“Don’t try and guilt trip me now, Bambi. It isn’t going to work tonight.”

“I hate it here! I hate constantly having to move into this stupid fucking house where I have nothing to do and no one to talk to! It doesn’t even fucking have wifi or anything! It’s dumb and all because you’re paranoid!” After she finished shouting, she ripped her head out of his hold, standing back and away from him, back coming in contact with the marble counter of the kitchen island.

Her arms are crossed over her chest, and as Luke processed her words, he shook his head. His next words are low, like it’s a warning, “Don’t shout at me like that.”

“I’m not-”

“Listen here, doll, because I’m only going to tell you this once,” Luke doesn’t even let her finish before he’s talking. His voice is forceful and strong, something he normally reserved for when his men do something stupid like ruin a drug run, “You don’t call the shots here, I do. I’m in a gang and there are a lot of people that would put a bullet in your pretty little skull just to get to me,” He pressed a finger against her temple, hard enough for her to feel the pressure but not enough for it to hurt her, “People die in this lifestyle and I send you here so it doesn’t happen to you. Don’t tell me that I’m paranoid because I’m trying to keep you safe.”

“I get it, I do-”

“Then why won’t you just do what I say?”

“Because I’m tired of being your secret.” She whispered, looking up at Luke’s blue eyes sadly, tears gathering in her own eyes. His head dipped a little, shifting his weight onto his hands which are on either side of her, trapping her against the kitchen’s island counter.

It took Luke a few seconds to finally muster up words, and just from his tone she can tell that he’s disappointed, maybe in himself, maybe because of how she thought of their relationship, “You aren’t my-”

“Then why have I never met Cal? O-Or Mikey? Why is the only time I’ve ever met Ashton an accident? And why do you constantly send me away even if it’s only people you trust going to be there? And-”

“Bambi,” Luke groaned lightly but got cut off straight away when the girl continued to rant, barely even realizing that he had tried to cut her off.

“This was supposed to be our weekend and you just sent me away. I was so excited to finally get a whole weekend of you to myself but no, I was shipped off to this shithole again-”

“This was all because you just wanted me to yourself?” Luke asked incredulously, an eyebrow raised at the girl whose eyes snapped up to meet his.

“That’s what you want, Bambi? You got it.” Luke said, his eyes staying on hers, never wavering as he commanded. He pushed back, hands off the counter and now standing at his full height, towering over her with his eyes never leaving hers, “Hands out. Now.”

“Luke what-”

Her eyes frantically search his face, eyebrows knitting together in confusion. She can feel her heart rate pick up, beating loudly in her chest.

“No, Bambi. You’ve done plenty talking tonight. No talking unless I ask you a question, got it?”

She nodded her head, gulping down the thickness in her throat as a thick leather wrapped around her wrists, constricting them. Her mouth parted slightly, she hadn’t even seen or heard Luke take off his belt, but now she can’t even part her hands anymore.

His head dropped to her neck and she can feel her stomach flutter simply by his breath fanning over the skin on her neck. His hand made its way up to the nape of her neck, grabbing a handful of hair and yanking on it so her neck is fully exposed to him, “You’ve me all to yourself tonight, Bambi. And you’re all mine.”

#luke hemmings 5sos #luke hemmings #luke hemmings x you #luke hemmings x y/n #luke hemmings x reader #luke hemmings x oc #5sos #5sauce #5 seconds of summer #5 seconds of summer x reader #5 seconds of summer x oc #gang!luke hemmings x oc #gang!luke hemmings #gang!luke hemmings x reader #mafia!luke hemmings #mafia!luke hemmings x oc #mafia!luke hemmings x reader

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zv5x · 2 years

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Okay here we go - Can I req some P! Spirit hcs with his lesbian friend? Would he let them ever get a girlfriend or partner? Is it even possible for spirit to be a platonic yan ? Thank you !! (Also, side note I’m sorry if this isn’t the right way to send in a req I only really use tumblr on computer so mobile is confusing 😭)

Hi there! So sorry for this taking so long! I hope this was worth it! Feel free to stop by anytime you need anything done! You're always welcome! Your request sent in just fine btw! I didn't have any issues so I'm sure everything was done right!

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Getting Spirit as a yandere and having that love be platonic is definitely rare, let me just say that. You'd have to be quite literally unable to feel any attraction to him. He wouldn't force you knowing your sexuality won't allow for it. He's not that vile, truly. Even he has standards. Still, that doesn't mean you'll be able to really ever find a partner with him glued to your side. His species is scary enough to any human onlooker, but adding onto that, his loathing of basically all others of the human race? Blood chilling to your average person

You can try bugging Spirit about laying off a bit, but he'll just simply give you a response claiming none of your current suitors truly deserve you. They're not up to what you deserve, in his eyes. As much as it pains him to have to willingly hand you over, he'll just have to point you in the direction of someone he personally knowns to ensure you'll be getting the best care possible. Even when he has you set up, he'll still be the same Yan!Spirit, just without the romantic aspect

He's especially protective over you considering your sexuality. He heard humans were incredibly bigoted sometimes, and Spirit would hate to not be there for you when one of those close-minded assholes makes their way near you. He'd hate to have to rip anyone in half right in the middle of the street but he may have to if people don't get the message through his death glares and growls. Romantically or platonically, you're still his precious, and he's going to keep you safe no matter what. Just because you can't love him romantically doesn't mean he has to toss you away completely. He needs to be there to protect you, and he'll definitely take every possible measure and step he can to make sure that happens

Speaking of which, don't be shocked if whatever demon Spirit paired you up with has some...."Spirit-like" tendencies herself. I mean, what did you expect? That he'd just throw you into a ring of succubi and hope one of them will take care of you? No. That's not happening. He wanted someone who will take care of you just as good as he would have. Even if that means she's basically operating as another pair of eyes for Spirit, as well as a makeshift stalker. Spirit and her will be constantly gushing about you, but it's only natural they do so! It's not so often a human as cute as you graces the planet, so how can you be surprised you have a few suitors?

Don't worry though, you can rest easy at night knowing you're well protected. With two pairs of eyes staring you down through haunted mirrors and makeshift portals, nothing will ever be able to harm you ever again. Spirit can't feel anything but happy for you! He found someone who will treat you like the precious bunny you are, with no questions asked! You're getting exactly what you deserve in his eyes, (Y/N). He'd do exactly the same to you if he could, but his friend is the next best thing!

Isn't it funny how things work out? ♡

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shadow--writer · 3 years

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Hey there! I saw that your requests were open so I was wondering if I could request headcanons for the main six and what it would be to cuddle/play fight with them? And make it extra fluffy! You’re writing is really awesome btw!!!

Dawwwww you’re making me blush. I’m so glad you like my writing :DDD

Hot dang my last post blew up way more than I thought it would more than my story too no im not bitter at all

So thanks so much! Hope ya like this, I’m glad you’re liking my writing ^^! Requests do be open my dudes, check out my pinned post bc Tumblr has a thing against links

Main six x MC play fight (cuddles would make it super long, if ya want cuddle headcanons send in another ask and I will be happy to get on it ^^)

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Julian

Play fighting with this man gets pretty intense and dramatic

Ya know that one scene in Princess Bride with Indigo and Westley?

Yeah that’s you and Julian, sword fighting with anything you can find around the house (if this is a modern au he would be quoting that movie no I don’t take criticism)

Up and down the stairs swinging your fake swords, quipping back and forth

“You’ve bested me this time MC my sweet, but I’ll get my revenge!”

He’ll swish his coat back and forth like a villain’s cape

Things get intense as things go on, and he starts to take things seriously

He’ll tackle and pin you down, declaring his win

“I win” you whisper

A bit of confusion “Why? I have you pinned!”

“Exactly”

That never fails to turn him bright red and sputtering

During his sputterings, you flip things over on its head, holding your fake weapon to his throat

Dramatic swooning “Ah MC you wound me, using my momentary lapse against me!”

Dramatic death scene, this is Julian we’re talking about if he wasn’t dramatic he’s been replaced

“Ah and I’m dead.”

So much laughter coming from the two of you it’s unbelievable

“Ah, and what about my reward for besting you again?” ;)

Asra

Play fights with harmless magic

Tickle magic (think animated feathers), fake swords and so on (modern au he’d be a big fan of Star Wars lightsaber fights, imagine fighting with fake sabers with him)

You bop him on the head with a paper rolled up and he attacks

Magic and sparkles go everywhere, shooting out of his fingers

He does not play when it comes to play magic fights

And he will tackle you

Like straight up launch through the air to take you down

Leaving you both laughing so hard you can’t get up

“I do believe that’s my win MC. Care to reward me~?”

Smack him with a pillow and things turn into a pillow fight

Literally do anything and he will retaliate

In a loving way of course, he enjoys hearing you laugh and goof around

He would make light swords with magic

Imagine how cool that would be though, like hear me out here

Turn off all the lights and fight in the dark, bouncing off the bed and couches, light swords illuminating your faces

If this was a modern au he’d be quoting Star Wars

In the end it’d be a draw

*swooning* “Oh MC you’re...too powerful!” *falls on you*

“Asraaaaaaaa!”

Lots of yelling and trying to (unsuccessfully) get him off of you

You give in eventually, calling an end to the fight

Nadia

What do you mean by play fighting? She’s a countess she doesn’t play fight anymore-

Did...did you just bonk her on the head with a scroll?

You’d better run fast because she’s the youngest of six and she will kick your butt

She’ll chase you around the palace, throwing pillows at you

Ducking behind surfaces, think a snowball fight but with pillows and blankets

“MC get back here!”

It’s the first time you see her like this, the weight lifted off her shoulders and laughing so much

You will hit Valerius in the face at one point

Knocking him and his wine over

Nadia goes to apologize, but then you nail her with a large pillow, also knocking her to the ground

Laughing so hard you fall over, you and Nadia laughing together

Valerius is embarrassed but won’t mention it if you won’t

Don’t tell anyone about this incident

She’ll kiss the top of your head, making you squeal breathlessly

“I love you darling. We’ll call it a draw.”

“Well I clearly won!”

“A draw.”

Muriel

He’s so big he doesn’t wanna hurt you

But when you smack him lightly with a small (magical) gust of wind it’s on

Honestly he’ll just pin you down and you have no hope of getting back up

It’s very funny to him but less so to you

“I have you pinned, you have nowhere to go.”

He’s very ticklish on his sides so if you prod him there he’ll fall off of you with a squeak

Play fights with Muriel usually end up as tickle fights anyways

He’s too easy to beat at those, and you’re thankful for that

Otherwise you’d never win your play fights

Ever

He pouts and says you’re cheating

All’s fair in love and war though ;)

If you straddle him he’s never getting up. Straight up will die on that floor with you on top of him

Inanna joins in on the fighting, barking and jumping up and down

She’ll lick your faces when you both fall to the ground

He’ll bundle you up in his arms, and roll over onto you, pinning you down with his palms

Both of you are out of breath and smiling like idiots

Gosh he’s so cute

10/10 mountain man will play fight with again

Portia

She’ll make the ‘bzzst’ and swoosh sounds as she swings her fake sword

Don’t play with me she totally would

“I’ll win this fight don’t you worry!”

Pretending to be pirates, sword fighting across her house

You both have tripped on Pepi more than you’d like to say

Modern au (along with Julian from time to time) she’ll quote Pirates of the Caribbean at you

Even dress up

You’ll fall into pillows and blankets a lot her house is covered in them

Bouncing off the couch, falling with muffled ‘oofs’ into pillow piles

Laughing at one another’s frizzled hair and how unimpressed Pepi is with the two of you

She’ll wrap her whole body around you to take you down

“Ha! I got you this time MC! You can’t escape me!”

Try as you will it will never happen

Fall back on her with a squeak onto the pillow pile

“No fairrrrr!”

You win this time just by falling over

She pouts about it for days, you teasing her about it

“I will beat you one of these days!”

Love fights she will always win

Kiss your face all over until you call for mercy she will

But she’ll cuddle with you after every play fight, both of you out of breath and giggling

Ah she’s so cute

Lucio

He has no idea the difference between play and real

Prepare yourself for an ass whooping because he was raised by Morga

Also make sure to play with fake swords I cannot stress this enough-

He knows how to do a takedown, wrapping his arms around your waist and slamming you down on the bed

Leaving you out of breath and kind of hurting

Man was he always this strong?

“Ha! I bested you MC yet again!”

He wouldn’t mind if you used magic during a play fight, ever more challenging

He would ask for kisses (and maybe more ;3) as a reward for taking you down

Again

He always wins, but you will beat him eventually

How you do beat him his sitting on his chest, holding his hands above his head with yours

He’d make suggestive jokes I swear

“oho....things are heating up aren’t they?~”

Smack him

Do it

Make him wheeze before laughing

“Fine, I guess you win just this time. Next time I won’t go as easy on you.”

Easy huh?

Curse him to trip on himself for a whole day and we’ll see who’s going ‘easy’

He loves you though, and is always open to play fight anytime

#the arcana #main six x mc #main six x apprentice #arcana apprentice #lucio morgasson #nadia satrivana #julian devorak #portia devorak #asra alnazar #muriel #muriel headcanons #julian headcanons #lucio headcanons #portia headcanons #nadia headcanons #asra headcanons #fan apprentice #arcana headcanon #play fighting

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yellowmagicalgirl · 3 years

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find other ways to make it

Having a vengeful god constantly ranting within your head is painful, so Krel is interested in any possible solution. Now if only Douxie would believe him on this.

My brain came up with this while putting away dishes and thinking about Krel being semi-possessed by Gaylen, and then I decided that I need practice writing fluffy content. The title comes from Paramore’s “The Only Exception”.

Krel’s demiaroace in this, btw.

CW: references to drug abuse/overdosing in the first two paragraphs, references to canonical deaths, and Gaylen being an intrusive thot

AO3

FFN

Krel gripped the edges of his faceplate and squeezed his eyes shut. None of the pain medications he had taken were working even though he had taken the maximum dosage, and even though he was now immortal he didn’t want to see if taking too many pills would cause lasting side effects.

(Though, that certainly would’ve been a less grief-inducing way of killing Morando, by just dumping a metric ton of pain meds down his throat and waiting for him to die. It probably wouldn’t have worked, though, because Morando was doing what Gaylen wanted. Morando was causing destruction without any care for who he hurt.)

Between Krel’s breathing and Gaylen’s ranting, everything was so loud. He heard Douxie shout Krel's name and the sound of pounding feet. Krel felt a pair of familiar, comforting hands grab Krel's shoulders. If Krel had to pinpoint the first time he ever felt sensual attraction, it was when Douxie freed Krel from the ice and placed his hands on Krel’s shoulders. And then, in the slightly-longer-than-a-year since, other forms of attraction for Douxie eventually followed.

Gaylen began to rant about how, as his heir, Krel was better than all of these stupid mortals. Yes, even the immortal ones, because they were not gods. Krel tried to point out the flaw of calling Douxie an immortal mortal. Gaylen retaliated by sending a spike of pain and the memory of Douxie’s dead body to Krel.

“He won't shut up,” Krel says. “I can't think; he’s just so loud.”

“Hey, hey, it’s gonna be okay.” One of Douxie’s hands ran down Krel’s arm until Douxie took Krel’s hand away from his faceplate. And, it felt nice to have the release of pressure from his head. That, and the gentle way that Douxie rubbed his thumb over the back of Krel’s hand.

“I just want my head to be clear,” Krel admitted, if only because he didn’t want to admit to other things.

“I mean,” Douxie said, in a strangely beguiling tone, “I know of something that might... nope.” At the last word, his tone broke into something far more embarrassed. At the same time, Douxie dropped Krel’s hand.

Krel opened his eyes and brought the rest of his hands down to his sides. Douxie was looking away from him, cheeks slightly reddened.

“Something that might...” Krel prodded.

“It was stupid, I mean, I really doubt you’d be interested.”

“Douxie, I’m interested in literally anything that will shut him up.” Gaylen retaliated by ranting louder.

Douxie didn’t look convinced. “I mean, I think you should hear what I came up with first, and just know that it doesn’t have to mean anything beyond me trying to cure your headache if you don’t want it to mean anything.”

“Don’t want what to mean anything?”

Douxie swallowed before gazing directly into Krel’s eyes. “Can I kiss you?”

The very idea that someone might dare to ask Krel to kiss them made Gaylen very angry, and if it were anyone else Krel would have agreed with Gaylen. But it was Douxie, and so that made Gaylen even angrier. Krel winced at the outburst.

Douxie flinched. “I get it, there’s a reason why I said it was stupid, forget-”

“No. Could you, please?” Krel licked his lips, annoyed when his tongue managed to catch on one of his own fangs. Gaylen’s ranting took on a gloating tone. “Please kiss me?”

Douxie’s lips were on Krel’s as soon as the words left them. Krel’s eyes widened before they slipped closed. Gaylen’s angry ranting got even louder before Douxie turned his face by just a fraction and -

Oh.

Oh sweet Seklos, there was silence. And Douxie was kissing Krel, and it was so nice. It was better than anything Krel could have ever imagined. Which, granted, he hadn’t imagined that kisses could be anything but awkward like a too-tight hug with someone who had cold hands, and he had been wrong about kisses. He wouldn’t have minded if this moment never ended.

But it did, with Douxie pulling away, red-faced and chest heaving like the simple act of moving their lips together was heavy exercise. Which, to be fair, Krel couldn’t recall feeling Douxie’s breath against his face during their kiss, so perhaps Douxie had been holding his breath?

“Did that help?” Douxie asked in a breathy voice.

Krel nodded. “At best you managed to banish him for good, at worst he’s sulking, which hopefully will last a few horvaths. Thank you.”

“Anytime.” Douxie winced and looked away. “I mean, if you don’t want to do it again you definitely don’t have to, I’m not trying to pressure you or anything.”

Krel raised an eyebrow. It almost sounded like, no, that was unlikely. Then again, Douxie had been the one to initiate the kiss, so maybe?

“Douxie,” Krel said, watching Douxie look at him out of the corners of his captivating eyes. “When you mentioned that the kiss didn’t have to mean anything if I didn’t want it to mean anything, did you want it to mean anything?”

Douxie buried his face in his hands. The tips of his ears were now red. “Yes, but I didn’t ask you for it to mean anything other than making Gaylen shut up.”

Krel put a hopefully-comforting hand on Douxie’s shoulder. “I would’ve been happy with it meaning something, even in retrospect. Um, are you interested in going on a date with me this weekend, assuming that the world doesn’t try to end again?”

Douxie looked up at him, grinning. “I think I’ll always be interested in spending time with you.”

#krexie #krel tarron #gaylen!krel #gaylen's core #hisirdoux casperan #my writing #gaylen #demiaroace!krel #demiromantic!krel #demisexual!krel #tales of arcadia #3below #toawizards #paramore

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zdux · 3 years

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Maybe sally face reacting to a trans* ftm reader and giving them confort while he is struggling with body dysphoria?

Love your writings btw!

This,,,, MGGH this almost made me cry. Thank you so much.

Headcannon Prompt: Sally Face Gang reacting to trans (ftm) reader/helping with dysphoria

Note: I tried to do a blend of platonic and romantic, so I hope you like it

Sal

Sal regularly gets asked if he is trans, so you being trans is totally chill with him.

He kind of gets not connecting to your body, obviously not in the same way, but he gets it.

He's good with hair, so if you need a haircut, he can do it, or if you need a way to make you hair look more masculine, he's got you there too.

If you have a binder, he is really strict about following the 8 hour rule. He double checks with you every hour, on the hour. You are not allowed to be in pain.

If you are having a really bad day because of Dysphoria, he will wrap himself around you and take you somewhere private, like a bathroom or a closet.

At first, he just holds you. If you need to cry, go ahead, he's not letting go anytime soon.

After a bit, he tilts your face up to his and tells you it's going to be okay.

"Hey, it's okay. You are just as much a man as the rest of them, okay?"

When you leave said private space, he holds you hand the rest of the day.

Larry

Larry is surprised, but in a really good way

He thinks its super cool. He knows nothing about it, but his mom taught him to be nice to others no matter what (except Travis, he doesn't like Travis lol)

He's going to ask you a million questions about it. He doesn't mean to be rude, he just wants to learn

Hour long conversations in his room, just asking you everything he can think of

He goes CRAZY about telling you how much of a man you are, like, all the time.

Bro, Dude, Man, Brother, are thrown around CONSTANTLY

If someone insults you or is transphobic, his fist is in there face faster than someone can warn you not to eat the bologna.

He almost got arrested beating up a transphobe, but when his mom found out what happened she took the whole gang out for ice cream

He gives you tons of his old clothes. Anything you like, its yours now.

Ash

dude she is so excited

She's going to make you the hottest guy she knows

She figured out a bunch of masc makeup and taught you how to do it

And she did tons of research into facial shape and how haircuts affect it so you could find a haircut that suit you the best. (Then Sal cut your hair)

She also found as much trans media as she could so she could research without making you uncomfortable, but she fact checks with you. Resources are important, but you matter more than some article.

After you tell her, she actually tells you that she goes by She/They! ^^

Todd

Todd is really cool about it

"Oh cool, what is you new name? And pronouns?"

This man NEVER slips up

He put a note on his desk with your new name and pronouns, but no one knows why because he hasn't messed up even once

He sends you trans memes now, just to brighten your day.

He was actually who bought you a binder. He wanted to do it because he didn't trust anyone but Sal to do the correct research and be safe, so he just did it first.

I hope you enjoyed! I really had fun writing this, and it meant a lot to me. <3

#sally face #sf #sally face headcannons #sal fisher #sf headcannons #larry johnson #ash campbell #todd morrison #trans #ftm #transpride #trans is valid

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theres-an-impulstor-among-us · 3 years

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Hello, big fan of your writing! Everything you do is absolutely amazing! Idk if you’re taking requests, if you are can I request a nonbinary Iskall fic? If not, 100% cool, you’re still awesome af

AWWW thank you so much!!! I’m so glad you enjoy my writing! And of course I can provide you with nonbinary Iskall! I hope this is okay, even though you didn’t specify a particular scenario :D

Btw: always taking requests! Whether you have a specific idea or just a general theme (or even if you think the idea might be stupid), send it in! Chances are I’ll come up with some good ideas :D

(won’t do shipping tho :) not an anti, I just don’t feel comfortable writing it)

Also I really hope this chapter is okay; I’m still new to writing nonbinary characters! Please feel free to correct me if I’m writing anything wrong.

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Iskall doesn’t know what to do. They’ve been going by he/him pronouns for years but lately, it just hasn’t seemed right. Like those pronouns don’t quite describe who they are anymore. They know already they want to use they/them pronouns but now the issue is how to tell the rest of the server. Deep down, they know their friends will be fine with it. The whole server was extremely supportive of Cleo when she came out as bisexual; why should this be any different?

But there’s a nagging feeling of fear and doubt in the very back of their mind. What if the other hermits don’t accept them? What if they insist on using their original pronouns? Nobody has ever come out as transgender or nonbinary before, so there isn’t even a precedent for this kind of thing. How would Iskall be able to continue their life on Hermitcraft if even just one of their friends didn’t accept them?

One day, they decide they can’t keep it to themselves any longer. They fly over to their best friend’s base in the jungle, their heart hammering in their chest. Surely if anyone is to accept them straight away, it’s her?

They spot her coming out of her skull base and swoop down to land beside them. She lets out a yelp and jumps to the side. “Iskall! Gordon Bennett, you gave me a fright!”

“Sorry!” Iskall says quickly. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to frighten you. Are you busy right now?”

Stress shakes her head, grinning. “Nah, I’m just procrastinating working on my villager breeder. Gawd, villagers are a pain in the butt. Why, what’s up?”

“Well, I was just wondering if we could talk,” Iskall says. “There’s something I want to tell you. Something… serious.”

“Oh…” Stress hesitates. “Is it… bad?”

“No, no. It’s nothing bad. It’s just important.”

“Ah, I see! Okay, then.”

Stress sits down on the step and pats the spot next to her. Iskall sits down next to her and takes a deep breath. “For a long time now, I’ve felt… a little different. I’ve never really thought about it properly because I thought it would pass, but I realised a couple of days ago that it wasn’t going to. I…”

They trail off, searching for the right words.

Stress giggles, her eyes sparkling with kindness and warmth. “Just spit it out! C’mon, I’m not that scary.”

Before they can stop themself, Iskall blurts out, “I-I’m nonbinary.”

Their friend blinks, staring at Iskall with an odd expression. “Wh-What does that mean?”

“It, um… It means I don’t identify as male or female. Or any specific gender, really. I-I guess you could put it that I don’t HAVE a gender. And I know I’ve been male presenting for a really long time so I completely understand if this is a lot to process for you b-but I thought it was time I was truthful to you because you’re one of my best friends and-.”

Iskall breaks off rambling as Stress envelops them in a tight hug. They hug her back, feeling tears start to slip from their eyes.

“Iskall, you know I’ll always love you, right?” she murmurs. “You’re my best friend and nothing will ever change that. Oh gosh, I-I… You’ve no idea how happy I am right now to know that you trust me enough to tell me something so important.”

“...I love you too, Stress. Th-Thank you.”

After what feels like hours, the two move apart, both their faces glowing with happiness.

“So what pronouns do you use now?” asks Stress.

“They/them,” Iskall responds shakily. “Stress… I…”

Again, they trail off. There’s no way they can put into words how they feel at this moment. All their prior worries are gone; Stress has immediately and unconditionally accepted them and their new pronouns, just like they hardly dared to hope she would. They just can’t summon the words to express their love and gratitude for their best friend.

Luckily, Stress knows them well enough to know exactly what they want to say. “Aw, it’s okay, Iskall. Have you told anyone else?”

Iskall shakes their head. “I wanted to tell you first. Also, I’m… a little nervous.”

Stress links arms with them, her usual wide smile on her face. “It’s okay! You want me to come with you to tell them?”

“Y-Yeah, I… I’d love that.” Iskall briefly closes their eyes as fresh tears threaten their vision. “Thank you, Stress.”

Stress beams back at them.

“Anytime.”

#hermitcraft #iskall85 #stressmonster101 #nonbinary iskall #nonbinary #Vaunna writes

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