#ballistic x reader

[alliddewrites]

August 'Ballistic' Brinkman NSFW Headcanons

Content disclaimer:

Sexual content,

Gender neutral reader,

Age difference,

Slight BDSM,

This is after he joined the Apex Games

Masterlist

Reader discretion advised. You're responsible for your own media consumption.

He is either the sweetest lover in the whole Outlands, or one of the roughest.

After matches, be it a losing or a winning one, he has so much adrenaline running through him that he needs a way to let it all out. Now, what better way to relieve himself than being with you?

In these times, he's 100% dominating you. No questions asked about it. He will put you on your hands and knees and lean over you, completely trapping you under him.

Sometimes he can go a bit too hard, so he made sure to put a safeword in place beforehand. He always asks what it is to make sure you remember before starting, no matter how hasty he's being. Your safety and comfort is still his number one priority, no matter what mood you're both in.

He's very against hurting you in drastic ways. He doesn't mind spanking you or choking you lightly, but he won't slap you or cut you. He just doesn't like seeing you hurt.

Dirty talk. The filthiest dirty talk, ever. Will tease you verbally with just about anything. He will mention how much younger you are than him, how perverted he is for bedding such a gorgeous thing, and how desperate you must be for willingly accepting him. He'll talk about how good he feels inside of you, how tight you are around him, how far inside of you he is. He knows what effect his voice has on you and he uses it to his full advantage.

If you ever act like a brat while he's this riled up, he will restrain you. He'll bring some nice and comfy handcuffs out, lock your hands together and hold them down himself.

Do NOT call him daddy. That is one of the quickest ways to destroy the mood with him. It makes him feel horrible…

On a normal day however, he goes all out for the occasion. He takes you shopping so you can buy something nice for the upcoming event. Then, fancy dinner, either at home or at a restaurant. He makes sure everything is absolutely perfect, the music, the food, the atmosphere.

After all that is done, he takes you to the bedroom, all the while caressing you and giving you small kisses.

In these times, you have a chance to be on top. He still prefers being the dominant one, but he'll be submissive for you once in a while. He actually enjoys you riding him more than he likes to admit.

Will not let you put anything inside of him. He likes to be slightly submissive sometimes, but not like that. He's an old man, he's not experimental anymore. He likes what he likes, it's not very likely you're changing those preferences.

50/50 on oral. Prefers giving as much as receiving. He simply adores seeing you in pleasure. He can focus purely on you and your pleasure in these times. Will not be satisfied with only coaxing one climax from you, it has to be at least two. He doesn't have the same drive he used to, so he makes sure to satisfy you in other ways. On the other hand, he can never refuse you pleasuring him. He loves seeing you trying to take all of him in your mouth. He'll be over the moon if you ever try to initiate it while he's spread out on the couch, relaxing and drinking his favorite alcohol.

There's one specific type of roleplay he really enjoys: you being his maid. Now, he won't ask you to actually clean anything, just pretend you are tidying up the place. He just loves to see you in that typical maid outfit. Wants to reach under that skirt to caress you while you try to do other things. He will drop something on purpose just so you can bend over and pick it up for him.

Always finishes inside, if you're not against it of course. He revels seeing his essence dripping out of you. He pushes it back into you, so you " don't waste any of it". This also goes for times when you give him oral too. He wants to see you swallow it. Make a big show of it too, he'll enjoy it a whole lot more.

Aftercare is a must for him. He cleans both of you up; wipes you down, orders the MRVN butlers to run a nice bath while he does it, then the both of you can relax in the big comfy tub.

@maliciousmari @snowingclouds @bition-boyz thank you for the encouraging comments!

I've never written anything sexual before, forgive me if it's not that good-

#my writing #reader insert #x reader #apex legends #apex fanfic #apex legends fanfic #x gender neutral reader #august ballistic brinkman #august brinkman #august montgomery brinkman #august ballistic brinkman x reader #ballistic x reader #apex legends ballistic #ballistic #august montgomery brinkman x reader #august brinkman x reader #apex legends x reader #apex x reader #apex headcanons

[kieranwritess]

Ballistic Headcanons (some x reader?)

Fandom: Apex Legends

Character: Ballistic

Notes: kinks mentioned, you are responsible for all media you consume etc etc, religion mentioned, pet names

a/n: I went mental for the old man and here we are. another midnight HC list!! I do not control when the writing gods strike okay 😭

General HCs

him and Horizon are lowkey besties (pov you bond over the shared trauma of losing a son)

prolly tolerates her and Fuse the most out of the other legends (Fuse comes across as a pretty amiable guy despite it all tbh)

if sad wet cat was a person, he is it

speaking of cats, HE IS A CAT PERSON!! has like 50 and the MRVNs take care of them while he's away

if he gets called Monty, there is a 99% chance he will break your legs

fences, prolly owns a real sword (rich people tingz)

and speaking of rich people, hoards art like a fucking DRAGON (think Tilda from Horizon FW but less evil)

basically canon but mans is a Hellenistic pagan

given the bust of Zeus, he probably has a shrine for him somewhere on the estate

I'd imagine another patron of his is Athena (i.e. strategic warcraft and wisdom. I mean cmon he quotes literature everywhere, a very learned fella)

protects his tea stash at the Apex HQ with his LIFE (if there's no canon HQ just pretend there's one in Solace City by the firing range)

dramatic little bitch ("by the gods, I'm down ☹️")

fashion-conscious at the very least (thinking of the kill quip about burying his opponent "in a more respectable outfit than that")

Romantic HCs

is SO quiet about his private life (I mean after his wife and child leaving him why wouldn't he be?)

and with that #baggage, he's very nervous to admit to himself that he's romantically/sexually interested in someone again

if he does find himself interested in someone, he finds it difficult to put aside his public persona (a subconscious and self-protective habit)

but when he falls, he falls so damn hard !!! he's afraid of coming on too strong as well. will probably suss out the vibes of said person

ANYWAYS, if his s/o is in the Games, he feels so damn bad about hurting them it's basically a flight risk lol (and THIS is why there are anti-fraternization rules)

if legend!s/o does get hurt, this man is so good at makeup sex godDAMN

is definitely one to worship and spoil his partner

pet names like dear, darling, pet, luv, angel, god(dess), my love, beloved, my *insert pet name here*

considers himself a pretty vanilla dude with a crippling breeding kink (no matter the sex of his s/o)

cooking for those he cares about is lowkey a love language of his

#kieranwritess apex legends #apex legends fanfic #ballistic apex #ballistic x reader #august montgomery brinkman #august brinkman #so down bad #apex legends x reader #apex legends headcanons

[anxioustwilight]

ooh, an x reader fic where you work at a high end clothes store Ballistic shops at? OR a barista making his tea for a coffee shop au ✨

#gaming #apex legends #writing prompt #apex legends ballistic #apex ballistic #august montgomery brinkman #coffee shop au #tea shop au #clothes shop au #idk #i want people to see this? #because I would like someone to write it skdjskjs #for some reason Ballistic’s personality is hard to peg for me #that’s why I made an android au. #ballistic x reader #apex legends headcanons #ballistic headcanons

[a-shoebox-named-meap]

is there a word for the fanfic version of a food craving. right now my fic craving is ambrosius and ballister finally getting the nachos they deserve. i want to see every nacho date they ever had and ever will. the first the second the third the thirtieth. the pre-canon nachos and the post-canon nachos. do they have fun nacho dates? do they have angsty nacho dates? why did they choose nachos the first time around? did they ever try making nachos at home? how did ballister find out ambrosius is allergic to olives? do you think the freestyle jazz was ever involved—

anyway. i want to see the nacho tradition come to life. pls

#nimona #nimona fanfic #ambrosius goldenloin #ballister x ambrosius #ballister boldheart #goldenheart #ballister blackheart #unfortunately i’m no writer just an extremely avid fic reader #this thought won’t leave my sad little nimona obsessed brain #meap posts #nimona stuff

[pdalicedraws]

I guess this would be the end of a chapter, if I was doing chapters.

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(And I hope those of you who celebrate Christmas had a lovely one!)

#nimona #nimona movie #nimona comic #nimona film #nimona webcomic #nimona netflix #nimona graphic novel #nimona crossover #nimonaverse #pd alice draws #ballister boldheart #dr meredith blitzmeyer #ballister blackheart #ambrosius goldenloin #this background was a BEAR holy shit #me the past like 4 pages: ‘‘oh this one is going to be simpler than the last few because [x]’’ #Reader They Were Not Simpler #They Were In Fact Harder #pls appreciate heraldic haberdashery aaaaaaaaaaa

[randomperson3736]

Nimona headcannons for being her younger sibling, please?

~Nimona as your older sister~

●Nimona would make an awesome older sister

●She'd definitely keep you entertained with her mischievous antics and cool powers.

●She's always have your back no matter what.

●you would never have a dull moment with her.

●Nimona would be there to support you, cheer you on, and protect you when needed.

●She would encourage you to embrace your uniqueness and be true to yourself.

●She'd be the kind of sister who would make you laugh with her silly jokes and be your partner-in-crime on all sorts of exciting adventures.

●Whether it's exploring new places, trying new things, or just being there to listen.

●Nimona would be super overprotective of you when you guys walk around the kingdom.

●Would definitely beat up anyone who is mean to you or calls you a monster.

●She would also turn into any type of animal you want, give you rides on them, fly around, go for a good swim. Anything you want

●Ballister and Ambrodius would kinda be like parents to you and nimona. (They are definitely overprotective of you guys frr)

#nimona #x reader #headcanon #fyp #nimona x reader #x sister reader #nimona the movie #ballister boldheart #ballister x ambrosius

[storeboughtmashedpotatos]

Ballister Boldheart x daughter reader

Hero's and Villian's

Once upon a time, in the kingdom of Liria, there lived a fearsome and notorious villain named Ballister Boldheart. He was known for his cunning strategies, his sharp wit, and his mechanical arm that he had crafted himself. Ballister was feared by all, except for one person - his daughter, Y/N.

Y/N was a spirited and adventurous young girl, who had inherited her father's intelligence and love for mischief. She had grown up in the secret lair that Ballister had built deep within the mountains, surrounded by his loyal henchmen and his vast collection of weapons.

Despite his reputation as a villain, Ballister loved his daughter dearly. He had always wanted to protect her from the dangers of the world, but Y/N had a mind of her own. She yearned for excitement and craved the thrill of adventure, just like her father.

One day, as Y/N was exploring the hidden chambers of their lair, she stumbled upon a dusty old book. It was filled with tales of legendary heroes and mythical creatures. The stories ignited a fire within her, and she couldn't help but dream of becoming a hero herself.

Y/N approached her father with her newfound ambition, expecting him to dismiss her dreams. To her surprise, Ballister listened intently, his mechanical arm whirring softly as he pondered her words. He knew that he couldn't deny his daughter the chance to follow her heart, even if it meant risking her safety.

With a heavy heart, Ballister agreed to let Y/N embark on her own adventure. He provided her with a suit of armor, specially designed to protect her, and a small, mechanical companion named Widget, who would accompany her on her journey.

Y/N set off into the world, determined to prove herself as a hero. She encountered dangerous creatures, solved puzzles, and rescued those in need. Along the way, she discovered that being a hero wasn't just about defeating villains, but also about showing compassion and kindness.

As Y/N's fame grew, so did her father's worry. He couldn't help but fear for her safety, but he also couldn't deny the pride he felt watching his daughter become the hero she had always dreamed of being.

One day, as Y/N returned to their lair, she found her father waiting for her. His eyes were filled with a mixture of relief and concern. He embraced her tightly, his mechanical arm whirring with emotion.

"I'm proud of you, Y/N," Ballister said, his voice filled with love. "But remember, even heroes need to rest and recharge. Never forget the importance of family and the love that surrounds you."

Y/N nodded, tears welling up in her eyes. She had learned so much on her journey, but the most important lesson was the unconditional love of her father.

From that day forward, Y/N continued her adventures, but she always made sure to return to her father's lair, where they would share stories of their respective exploits. Together, they formed an unbreakable bond, proving that even villains can have a heart of gold.

And so, the fearsome Ballister Boldheart and his heroic daughter, Y/N, lived their lives, side by side, forever connected by love and the shared desire to make a difference in the world.

#ballister boldheart #ballister boldheart x daughter reader #daughter reader #x reader #storeboughtmashedpotatos #Nimona x fem reader #nimona x reader

[alcides]

Investigating

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❥ Pairing: Nimona/reader

❥ Romantic or Platonic: Romantic

❥ Headcanon or Oneshot: Oneshot

❥ Reader: GN

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It had been a day or two since Nimona had dragged you with her to Ballister's hideout/Home. You were one of the only ones that hadn't threatened to murder the pink girl. Sure you were a bit scared of her at first but she grew onto almost immediately.

So there you were currently on the couch next to a passed out Ballister. Your Lover was cooking her breakfast tacos and to be honest, Nimona wasn't a bad cook at all. You fully expected Ballister to not have a kitchen by the time she was done.

Her music traveled to her headphones and broke into the air. You just watched her every movement, how could you not? She as a whole was just so fascinating to your eye. Her voice broke your thoughts on her.

"You hungry? I made some breakfast tacos"

She felt the need to ask due your eyes on her. It wasn't out of the ordinary for you to do this but she thought it was an amazing time to offer. "Ah, y'know I'm not very hungry right now" You kindly declined the offer from her. She shrugged and turned back around to her cooking.

"So....who do you think framed him?" You gestured to Ballister. "It was definitely the squire, it better be or else I'm gonna sound crazy" you hummed in response letting her know you agree with her. All this sudden a loud gasp came from Nimona.

"What if we went out and investigated? Just me and you?!" Your face lit up at the thought of you and her going out and doing something together but your mind snapped somewhere else.

Ballister. "What about him though?" You nodded to the passed Ballister right next to you. Nimona gave you a look and shrugged. "What about him? He's a big boy, he can take care of himself. Now come on come on!" Nimona threw her Breakfast tacos on the counter and took your arm dragging out of the door.

This was going to be a busy day.

#Stan writes 🦇 #nimona movie #nimona netflix #Nimona x reader #ballister blackheart #Nimona

[alliddewrites]

More August 'Ballistic' Brinkman Headcanons (2)

Content disclaimer:

Fluff,

August met reader after joining the games,

Gender neutral reader,

Mention of an age gap (not detailed)

Masterlist

Requested by @maliciousmari , thank you. <3

He's British, of course his favorite pet name for you is luv. He uses it a lot, maybe a bit too much actually. He just likes calling you that, can't get enough of it!

Every chance he gets, he shows you off. Running into acquaintances? He introduces in such a sweet way that your face starts heating up. Meeting friends? He takes any chance he gets to boast about you. Interviews after winning matches? Of course he has to mention you! You're never escaping the compliments.

Don't expect much variety in tea at his mansion. He has one favorite, that's it. The cabinet dedicated to tea is filled with Earl Grey. Better get used to it. You can have your own tea cabinet if you drink tea, but you're not changing his.

He likes his things perfectly organized. If you take or move something, put it back in the same exact spot. He gets irritated if things are misplaced. Everything has its rightful place.

He takes you shopping with him. Even if you're not that interested in clothes shopping, he would drag you to countless of expensive stores just so he can see you in some fancy attires. He buys every single one of them. If you do like going shopping, he's delighted to take you every single time. Will buy you anything if it makes you happy.

If you're interested in other kinds of shopping though, he will go along with you. He will complain if it's not something high-end, but he's not judging you, he just has extremely high standards in this regard. He thinks you deserve the best of everything.

He says 'senior moment' when he forgets something, he hopes it makes you laugh, every time.

He's insecure about his age sometimes. Comfort him, he needs it. He just can't believe a lovely thing like you is willing to stay with him, not for the money, but because of genuine feelings. He's not doubting you though, he's doubting himself and his characteristics.

Call him by his middle name, Montgomery, he hates it. Tease him with it, you will definitely get a good (not in his opinion) reaction out of him. Prepare, if you're not already expecting it, for a punishment… You can also use it if you're mad at him. He will know he messed up if you're not saying it in a mischievous tone, and will try to rectify the problem as soon as he can.

Old man loves literature of almost any kind, he will read some to you if you ask. Either while you're sitting in his lap or while you're cuddling in bed. He loves doing it.

Dates with him are the fanciest thing ever. No expenses spared, he goes all out for you. Expensive food, expensive drinks, the most extravagant restaurant he can find, he will get it. There will be live music, get ready for that one.

He takes you on fancy events with him; red carpet events, special interviews, charity events. Him being a billionaire, he gets invited to many. He needs you to be there to make it more bearable for him. He adores the attention, but sometimes the fake people just get on his nerves, you have to be there to calm him down. You'll get a reward afterwards…

Morning person. Gets up early, goes through his morning self-care routine, goes down to cook breakfast, makes tea with a lot of caffeine instead of coffee. If you're not awake by then, he lets you have breakfast in bed and he brings it to you personally.

If you happen to wake up before him, he would be delightedly surprised by you making him breakfast, even if you had help from one of the MRVN butlers.

I wrote most of this while drinking tea. I really had to get in the Bri'ish spirit. 🍵

I have the urge to make NSFW headcanons for him now, this is getting out of hand-

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[sobbyxx]

Whoever was planning to make a fucking Ballister x Ambrosius x FEM reader I'm inside your house.

this is not directed to all f!reader writers or whatever you are, but SOME of you can't go off without writing your f!reader with gay characters.

#what the hell is wrong with you #nimona #ballister x ambrosius #ballister boldheart #ambrosius goldenloin #reader #??? #x male reader #x reader

[miguel-owhora]

in reference to my last post, your miguel and gabriella dying, leaving behind a grieving husband and a brother 😛

but danger doesn't sleep, and you and gabriel have to become the new vigilantes and protect nueva york. gabriel takes up the identity of el duende verde—or the green goblin—and you force the symbiote venom (or whatever 2099 version there is) to bond with you.

and just a little like idk hc, but your 'suit' (even tho you probably wont wear a suit idk) takes after miguel's suit lmao like your little symbol is a version of miguels spider bc idk you mourn your dead husband 🤗🤗🤗🤗

#mr. o'whora goes ballistic ! #miguel o'hara x male reader #miguel ohara x male reader #miguel o'hara angst #miguel ohara angst #miguel ohara #miguel o'hara

[dangerousstrawberryshark]

Re-entered the rabbit hole and now simping for ballister from the Netflix animation movie.

#x male reader #male reader #male reader insert #male reader imagine #nimona ballister #ballister

[eddiescorrodedcoffin86]

Ballistic

Part 2: Nightmares

Masterlist

You meet up with a certain metal head for pot

Cheerleader!Harrington!Reader

Warnings: None. It’s not really fluff you’re just buying weed lol. Flirty Eddie. Goofy Eddie. Eddie calls you sweetheart, Princess of Hawkins High, and dollface. Drug Use (Use Responsibly)

If Steve saw you right now he would go absolutely ballistic. You were sitting at Eddie “the freak” Munson’s designated “druggie bench” as your ‘friends’ called it, to buy pot. Usually you got your pot from Steve, and you didn’t know where he got it from but he was starting to get stingy with how much he was willing to hand over so you decided to use some babysitting money you’d saved up to get some, and other than Reefer Rick you’d only known Eddie as the other drug dealer in Hawkins, and since Rick was nearly impossible to find you had to go to Eddie.

When he’d come out of the bathroom to see you standing there he’d been dawned with his usual cocky smirk, seemingly after looking around to see if the basketball hounds had decided to follow you that day, thankfully they were too focused on Chrissy and the other cheerleaders to even notice you’d slipped away. He’d teased you of course, asking where your posse of meatheads was before his eyebrows shot up and his eyes widened his surprise when you asked him for weed. The surprise had melted quickly and had been replaced by that stupid smirk again before he’d told you to meet him by the picnic table in the woods behind the school.

Now, here you were, partially thinking Eddie wouldn’t show as you straightened your cheer top for what seemed like the hundredth time since you sat down five minutes ago. You flinched when you heard a twig snap behind you and spun around, looking off into the woods and squinting when you saw something scamper off, you were just about to wave it off as a squirrel when a loud thunk! sound came from in front of you, simultaneously you could’ve sworn you heard the chime of a clock.

“Jesus!” You spun around quickly, your reaction causing Eddie to jump back a bit in surprise, holding his hands up and chuckling. “Woah. Sorry, dollface.” He smirked and sat at the bench, leaning his elbows on the table. “Y/N Harrington. Buying weed from little ol’ me.” He put a hand against his chest as if he was honored. “And yet I thought your kind despised my kind.”

You rolled her eyes and shifted a little as you glanced back off into the woods, still feeling a little uneasy. Ever since what happened with the Demogorgon and Mind Flayer you’d been on edge, and with these headaches, nightmares, and random nosebleeds you were even worse. “And I thought your kind had the decency to not sneak up on a lady.” You snarked.

Eddie stared at you for a moment, like he was bewildered at the accusation, before throwing himself on the ground with a loud yelp, causing you to jump and huff. “What-“ “you’re totally right!” Eddie exclaimed before you could finish your sentence. You watched as he walked on his knees around the picnic table and grabbed your forearm, your eyes wide as your eyebrows shot up into your hairline. “How ungentlemanly of me! To sneak up on a lady of such high stature! Please! Princess Y/N of Hawkins’ High! Will you ever forgive me for such atrocious behavior?!” You blinked rapidly at Eddie’s outburst, huffing a small laugh as you shook your head.

“Oh my god.” You pulled your arm away and shoved his shoulder lightly, laughing as he thumped back against the forest floor. Eddie chuckled and stood up, dusting the crumbled leaves off of his pants before dropping on in front of you. “Seriously, though. I heard you get your stuff from your big bro.” He tilted his head a bit, his hair shifting slightly with the movement.

You shrugged a little. “Usually. But Steve’s getting greedy and he apparently has a problem with being in the same room smoking with me if he provided it? Or something. I don’t know. Some bullshit big brother thing.” You waved your hand a bit and leaned on your hand. Eddie hummed and copied the movement. “Oh, yeah. Totally. Bullshit big brother thing.” He mimicked in his own voice, only a pitch higher as he flicked his wrist just like you had. You couldn’t help but laugh a little, shaking your head and squinting at him a little. He was handsome, you’d never really noticed it before, too fixated on whatever he decided to rant about at lunch or disrupt a pep rally or class with, and if you had to admit it, what he said always made a little sense to you, and you have to admit his delivery is absolutely hilarious.

“You know… I thought you’d be mean and scary.” You laughed a little. “Or at least… different?” You tilted your head. “What do you mean?” Eddie snorted a little as he leaned back to examine you and really understand what you were about to say. Jesus Christ no one ever seemed that interested in what you had to say…

“I don’t know… you’re a lot goofier than I thought.” You laughed softly. “I mean your outbursts are always so… fueled.” You shrugged a little. “It’s nice to see you hyper about something that isn’t some bullshit article about a… pretty interesting sounding game.”

Eddie seemed to perk up a bit at the mention of Dungeons and Dragons and grinned as he leaned forward on his elbows again. “You think Dungeons and Dragons sounds interesting? You? Y/N Harrington?” Your cheeks went pink and you shrugged as you laughed softly. “I don’t know! Maybe not to play… but I’m sure it’s not as bad as the articles and “studies” make it seem. It’s just a fantasy game.”

Eddie hummed and grinned as he leaned back. “Well…” he popped open the lunchbox. “If you were trying to flatter me for a discount… it worked.” He leaned on his hand, fingertips resting on his lips. “I’ll do half an ounce for $15. I’m basically giving it to you, Princess. I’m robbing myself blind.” He smirked a little behind his hand.

You squinted a little and glanced at the lunchbox. “Mhm…. Why?” You asked curiously, more than prepared to give him the full amount even if you weren’t sure what it was.

“Well…. For one, flattery works with me.” Eddie grinned and shrugged. “And for two…” his eyes trailed over you slowly before his eyes found yours again, your breath hitching a bit. “You’re a very, very hard worker. What with your little outfits and your little routines.” The corner of his mouth twitched up. “You deserve a reward… and I’d like for you to come back.”

Was there a double entrendre there? Or are you insane? You’re probably insane. You’re definitely insane. There’s no way Eddie Munson was trying to come into you right now. He just wants your business. That’s all. “I have whatever it costs, Y’know. I’m not trying to-“

“And you aren’t. I am.” Eddie rolled his eyes a bit and dropped the bag in front of you. “Really. $15.” He flashed you that stupid smile of his and your fingers curled tightly around the money in your hand before you nodded and started to count out $15.

While you were counting it blood slipped from your nose and dropped onto your hand, sliding off your hand and finally onto the five in your hand. “Shit-” you brought your hand up to cover your nose.

“Woah.” Eddie’s eyes widened a bit and he got up, pulling the bandana out of his back pocket and sitting next to you, moving your hand and replacing it with the bandana. “You alright?” He frowned deeply as you nodded, giving him a grateful look as he cleaned up your nose, the sun hitting his legendary skull rings and pig ring at just the right angle that it shone into your face but not quite in your eye.

“Yeah. I’m fine. Just a… stress bleed I guess. Or the pollen or something.” You cleared your throat and extended the $15 to him, to which he slowly took, eyeing you like you would explode or something, letting you finish cleaning your hand and nose.

“Here…” he turned and grabbed a baggie from his pocket, it had about a handful of joints rolled neatly inside. “Calm your nerves before you have to go home to The Hair.” He smirked when he caught you smile behind his bandana, shaking your head as you laughed.

“Fine.” You looked back off into the woods again before looking at Eddie, watching as he lit the joint and took a few drags before passing it to you. You gently plucked the joint from his fingers, blushing a bit at the grin on his face as he leaned on his hand, his head turned to look at you.

You looked at him curiously as you took your own few hits from the joint, cheeks flushing the longer he looked at you. “What..?” You mumbled softly as you handed the joint back, sucking in some extra regular air to try and ease the burn of weed smoke in your lungs.

Eddie grinned and shrugged a little as he hit the joint, running his eyes over your pristine cheerleading uniform, thankfully saved from any blood by how fast you’d both managed to react to the nosebleed. His bandana was curled up in your hand now, forgotten since your nosebleed retreated as fast as it appeared. “Nothing… just a little surprised that you of all people are sitting here buying weed from me.” He hummed softly. “You’re always so… pristine, clean cut, straight arrowed and straight laced.” He handed the joint back, smoke cascading from his mouth as he spoke.

You laughed softly and nudged your white sneaker against his black jeans, shaking your head a little. “An image I have to keep up to remain on the team. Which I’m doing for my mother’s sake so she’ll leave me alone.” You rolled your eyes a bit as you flicked ashes off the joint, watching it burn for a second before bringing it to your lips and taking a hit.

Eddie’s face screwed up into a scowl before he smirked. “And what would Mommy Harrington say if she saw you right now?” He teased, straightening up and sticking his chest out as if he had breasts, flicking his hair over his shoulder as he gasped dramatically. “Y/N Harrington! You step away from that Satan boy right this instant!” He proclaimed in a voice you didn’t know a man could achieve without damaging his vocal chords.

You started laughing hysterically, dropping your head back as your feet kicked a little, for once actually laughing and enjoying yourself, completely unaware that Eddie was looking at you with a completely starstruck look on his face. “Oh my god she probably would.” You shook your head and rolled your eyes as you gave him the joint back, biting your lip. “For the record, I don’t think any of its true.. obviously.”

Eddie grinned widely. “Obviously.” He hummed, the two of you passed the joint until it was burning your fingers, and then he snuffed it out and put it in a container with a few others before putting it back in the black lunchbox and standing up. “Alright, Princess. You need to get to your castle before Stevie starts to worry.” He teased, grabbing the lunchbox and licking his lips slowly.

“Let me give you a ride home. Been a while I’m sure your friends are gone.” He tilted his head a bit, almost like he was hoping you’d say yes. And you almost considered saying no. Almost. It crossed your mind, what if Steve saw you getting out of van? Or getting into it? What if someone else saw and told Steve? Or worse, your parents?

With all this weighing in your mind you shifted and stood up. “Yeah. That’d be great.” You laughed softly and grabbed your bag, following him to his van. The ride was quiet, you looked down at the bandana in your hand, still spotted with your blood, you gripped it tighter and hoped he wouldn’t ask for it back so you could wash it… and talk to him again before you needed more weed.

You were safe for a while, nosebleed gone, no chiming, and no headache, until, of course, as you neared your house one started right in the middle of your forehead. You closed your eyes tightly and rubbed your forehead as you took a deep breath. When Eddie asked if you were okay you brushed it off, claiming you were fine and it was probably just allergies.

Eddie must’ve shared your concerns about being seen because rather than parking in front of your house he parked across the street and two doors down. “I’ll see you at school, Sweetheart.” His voice was soft, not something you expected, and it made you smile and your cheeks flush before you looked at him.

“See you at school…” you hesitated before leaning forward, pressing one hand against his shoulder as you laid a gentle kiss to his cheek. “Thanks, for smoking with me, and the discount… and the.. blood.. thing.” You laughed softly, and before he could respond, maybe ask for his bandana back, you were out of the van and running into the house as it started to sprinkle outside.

#eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #Harrington!reader #stranger things #stranger things season 4 #eddie munson’s rings #eddie the freak munson #eddie the banished #eddie stranger things #stranger things 4 #ballistic series #Eddie munson imagine #Eddie munson imagines #ballistic series part 1

[cherrysoojins]

i’ll allow all of you guys to peer pressure me into conjuring up a hongjoong fic based on these photos because holy shit

#cherrysoojins 🍒 #kim hongjoong x reader #kim hongjoong #ateez hongjoong #he is so mfing fine im actually going ballistic

[randomperson3736]

Do you have a master list? Also where can the batfam fics be found? Love your stories btw!!

A/N: Yes I do. it's just below here

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Masterlist

Who I write for

Headcanons-

The summer I turned pretty

*Jeremiah Fisher as your bf

Spider-man into the spider verse/ across the spider verse

*Miles Morales as your older brother

*Earth 42 Miles Morales as your older brother

*Earth 42 Miles Morales spoils you

*Earth 42 Miles Morales as your bf

*Spider Noir as your father

*Hobie Brown as your older brother

*Miguel O'hara as your father

Batfam

*Batsis and supersis met

*Batfam reacts to batsis keeping secrets

*Batfam reacts to batsis having a seizure

Avatar/ Avatar: way of water

*Neteyam as your bf

Nimona

*Nimona as your older sister

Imagines-

Miguel O'hara

*I know, I know

*It's not her

Elijah Mikaelson

*Please wake up & Goodbye, my love

Evan "Buck" Buckley

*Why?

*His first love

*Visit my dreams

The Fisher Brother's

*We're sorry

*Hello kitty stickers

Neteyam

*It's for the better

Miles Morales

*Waiting for him

*He was too late

Batfam

*Favouritism

*Crush

*Arm day

Lo'ak

*Gone too far & It's all my fault

The Sully Family

*I want to go home

Jason Todd

*It's too late

*Cooking skills

*You're a woman?

Damian Wayne

*Already Gone

*Fire of love

*Heyyy, oh my god

*Hatred

John B

*School Fight

Jeremiah Fisher

*Stars around my scars

*Straightener... maybe not?

Tk Strand

*She's not coming home

Luke Alvez

*What have I done to you?

*Needles

Jay Halstead

*Shoes

Klaus Mikaelson

*Three times!

JJ Maybank

*What if I was?

*Spicy

Tim Drake

*Shit got weird!

*Love me for eternity

Bruce Wayne

*Trauma

*I don't know why I bite

Roy Harper

*Drunk

Spencer Reid

*Most beautiful girl

*Yin and Yang

#qfyp #spider man across the spider verse #batfam #x reader #avatar way of water #buck 911 #headcanon #masterlist #the summer i turned pretty #x sister reader #x daughter reader #spider man into the spider verse #elijah mikaelson #the originals #john b routledge #nimona #ballister boldheart #ambrosius goldenloin

[alienaiver]

Kaminari and 3? I love the colour theme of your blog! It's so sunny and happy

i gotchu my dear! and thank you so much 🥹🧡 i like that you think of it like that, that was the intention!! 🧡✨

number 3 is: "just please open your eyes" which.. took a heavy turn here 🫡

warnings include canon typical violence and wounds (no wounds are described in any detailed or gore-y way but they are still there and mentioned briefly) but dw, a happy ending and 1.2k words!

(this was also formatted and posted from my phone as i have flunked down on my gengar plushie and cannot get up. if theres any mishaps let me know and ill fix them on my pc tomorrow! 🥰🧡)

Kaminari whips his head around, a triumphant smile on his face as he searches for your hero suit's color scheme in the mess of settling debris and civilians. This is the first respond and rescue you both have officially been a part of as Pro Heroes and the overwhelming victory has Kaminari's veins buzzing in a way that he haven't felt like before. He might even feel brave enough to confess to you right now.

Now, where are you?

In more depth he takes in his surroundings. There's paramedics by their vans, helping civilians with their wounds and cuts, over by the setting sun there's his mentors talking to civilians who passed by, there's Bakugou crouched down by an unconscious person and then there's the media by the edge of the scene, trying to catch the scoop of today's events. Only one building fell down and that was the villain's doing. The debris around you is so small and dusty because Bakugou's fast reflexes and quirk prevented the falling debris from being big enough to kill anyone. Kaminari sure is lucky he's got so capable friends -- colleagues, he reminds himself with a cheerful glee.

Wait, rewind.

Who's Bakugou crouched over? He's checking for a pulse. Kaminari scrunches up his eyes to get a better look and his heart stops beating as time freezes. He thinks that his breath hitches but the second that the dusty air returns to his lungs, everything goes into overdrive. His heart beats faster than he thought was possible, sweat travels down his brow, his back and his hands feel sticky. Every muscle is begging him to move, to run.

So he does. He runs and screams and yells your name as loud as he's able, hurrying to be by your side. He stumbles and falls down on his knee and in the back of his mind he does register the scraping, the blood trickling but none of that is what he feels.

There's blood on your face. Kaminari can't see more for the paramedic hooking you to a machine. He pushes and pulls uselessly at Bakugou's arm and somehow, the brute lets him -- doesn't even reprimand him for accidentally scratching.

Did the debris hit you? Did the Tech Villain get a hold of you before Kaminari zapped and paralysed him? Someone grabs a hold of his arm but he can't tear his eyes away from you to look at who it is and what they want.

In a muted, underwater sort of way, he hears Yaoyorozu's voice as she starts fiddling with him, putting a mask over his face without kaminari flinching or moving to stop her. It seems logical in a situation that isn't, so he lets her.

At the hospital, the doctors have a hard time being allowed to check the cut on Kaminari's abdomen that's still bleeding and while Kaminari has always prided himself in being way more collected in serious crisis than his peers (which is a debatable feat according to you and Sero, but he digresses), he shamefully has to admit that a coffee table has been punched hard enough to break in blind rage. He refused to leave your side, so the doctors have settled on fixing him up as he looks at you from another bed they put in for him. Cruelly, his mind supplies the thought that he'll probably receive disciplinary action at the agency for acting out like this on his first job and creating trouble for the doctors and paramedics. He scoffs at the thought, eyes trained on you.

Someone is patching up a minor cut on his shoulder as he sighs out, "just please... open your eyes."

He's drained now. His battery's running on empty and the buzzing that's been going in his ears settle to a low hum so when he's asked to lie down on his stomach so that they can clean a wound on the back of his thigh, he simply does as he's told without a fight.

He falls asleep. Somehow, miraculously, he manages to fall asleep while fear and anger has him tossing and turning in his mind, drowning and burning, crying and yelling. His dreams are nothing comfortable, but they're not tangible either. He can't describe any of what he sees and hears in the dream to anyone, they're not coherent.

So when he wakes up with a startle, his eyes widening as tears roll down, he's surprised to feel a weight on his mattress that isn't his own. Slowly, almost fearfully, he turns his head to his left, where you're propped up, a fidget toy in your grasp.

He whispers your name, almost in disbelief and you look at him with a bright smile. Your head's still wrapped in bandages and he can see that you're connected to an IV you've dragged with you to his bed, but you seem... fine?

"Yo!"

The way you so casually greet him with a grin deflates him slightly as he lets his head fall back on the pillow. "You're okay?" he asks muffled half through the fabric and you put down whatever gadget you were fidgeting with and runs a hand through his hair, "are you? I heard from Momo that you've caused quite a stir."

"You were unconscious!"

"I got a concussion and passed out."

He looks up at you with furrowed brows, "they hooked you up to some kind of machine."

You can't help the snort that escapes you. You can tell he's anxious and from what Yaoyorozu has told you, he hadn't listened to anyone since he spotted you passed out.

"Yeah, because they couldn't assess the damage properly on site and needed to take precautionary measurements until I was brought here, you know protocol. All this has done is give me a giant headache and a free pass from writing reports for a few days. I'm okay, Denks."

He sighs as he snuggles close to you. You wrap an arm around him like you usually do when he gets cuddly and needy. Your heart is beating faster than you'd like to admit and hope he doesn't notice. He'd been so beautiful today on scene, fighting with confidence and brilliance. You wanted to confess when the battle was over.

No time like the present, right?

"Hey Denks?" you carefully ask, and he hums a reply but seems to exhausted to look up at you. You kiss the top of his head and feel him tense, "I'm in love with you. I'm sorry i worried you."

There's quiet for a moment, like time stands still. Then, he jumps to sit up, groan from the pain of his stitches -- though no less excited -- and yells out a, "really?!" with stars and hearts in his eyes. You can't help but laugh.

Kaminari's never been subtle, but you needed some time before you were ready. Then, he coughs into his hand and turns all serious and nods solemnly, "mhm. I mean, I appreciate the apology. Don't pull that shit on me ever again."

He tries to shake hands with you, face still pulled tight like he's doing business and you just laugh, grab his hand and pull him down so he's face to face with you, "I'll do my utmost, handsome." and then you kiss him. You both grin into the kiss before deepening it.

#i really hope u like this even if its not as sunny as my theme and my usual stuff bcos 🥺 how could i not torture the precious man just A Lit #tle Bit... 👌🏼 #ALSO he is totally THE GUY to see you heard and immediately lose all the braincells. NO COHERENCY. UNTIL UR AWAKE UR PRESUMED DEAD #to see u hurt** i sm. so sneepy KSKSKSKSK #bnha x reader #kaminari denki x reader #writing game #nohr.writing #nohr.bnha #I AM PASSING OUT IN A MINUTE OR SO so rest will be monday/tuesday 🧡🧡🧡🧡 #also: me turning on the pc to make sure of the word count real quick #my cat: goes absolutely BALLISTIC abt the fact that i gave the pc attention after being away the entire day (he was in the other room when i #did this) and came in to scold me #he has only mildly forgiven me bcos he got to be tje little spoon rn instead of gengar