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demonvibez · 22 days

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Clueless

A/N: These requests were just too good, and I had quite a bit of fun with it. Karen Smith is such an icon, I had to take this idea and run with it, lol. Mostly fun, a few serious parts. Hope you guys like it - may expand on this later (perhaps with an nsfw version). Anyways, enjoy! ♡ Characters: Demon Brothers x GN Reader Word Count: 3.7k+ Rating: Teen [Suggestive Themes] Tags: gn reader, dumb reader, implied violence, suggestive themes/implied sex

☆ LUCIFER:

-> He believed it all to be an act at first - surely he and Lord Diavolo had the sense to acquire a human for the exchange program that would actually be up to the task to complete it. Surely you were just pulling a prank on him, much like his younger brothers would. You aren't actually this dense...right?

-> Feels even more responsible for you than normal, so he feels the need to keep a tight leash on you. You bring a lot of chaos to the Devildom, and he can't have you ruining any reputations (yours, his or Lord Diavolo's), so he practically becomes your shadow in order to minimize any mayhem you may cause - especially since you're so prone to injury.

-> Has a hard time punishing you - your obliviousness causes you to have a hard time taking any of it seriously. He'll never forget the first time you started giggling during one of his lectures, after he caught you and two of his brothers destroying the kitchen. After many headaches, he's had to come up with whole new ways to deal with you - most of which are torture via boredom.

♡ He's not sure when, but somehow, he began to find you rather endearing - and next thing he knew, he had actually fallen for you. No one is more shocked than he is - maybe it's the innocence in your eyes when you look up at him, or the way your smile brings a blush to his cheeks. But now he can't help but to feel affection for all of those dumb little things you do. You have turned the Lucifer Morningstar into a full-blown morosexual for you, and there's no turning back for him now - he is beyond smitten with you, although he does often question himself. "How can a human such as you stir such emotions within me?" So innocent, so earnest, so loyal. Many aspects of Lucifer's life is difficult, but loving you is so easy.

♡ As the Avatar of Pride, he has no issues being very blunt with his feelings for you. The night before, he stays up late in his study, writing several drafts of the confession he plans to recite to you over dinner at Ristorante Six. He knows you, after all, and wants to make himself very clear.

♡ He loves that you depend on him, he practically lives for it. You constantly need his help and protection, and his already ineffable Pride gets inflated every time you turn to him with those innocent eyes and pouty face of yours. It gets to a point where he is used to always being with you - you fall into a synchronicity, a routine. It gets to the point where Lucifer even asks you to move into his room; he would love to share the space with you, and it would just be much simpler for you both - he knows what's best for you, after all.

-> If anyone ever questions his relationship with you, he shuts it down instantly with a singular murderous glare. Pride is unshakable, but Lucifer is still prone to annoyance. He'll string them up in the middle of the RAD courtyard without even breaking a sweat. Nothing like a little public shaming to show the naysayers who the true imbeciles are.

☆ MAMMON:

-> Idiocy loves company, and he's beyond glad to have you in his company! Two peas in a pod, no wonder Lucifer stuck the two of you together!

-> He loves how easy it is to rope you along into pulling schemes with him - he's never had a better partner in crime! And when the two of you inevitably get caught by Lucifer, your cluelessness tends to come in handy.

-> He also loves how your grades are equally bad! It means he won't have to suffer the wrath of Satan's study sessions alone anymore.

-> Pretty much becomes your shadow when he notices how clumsy you are - any human would be in danger in the Devildom, but your stupidity leads you into more peril than normal. After a couple of minor injuries (and a scrape with a lower demon), Mammon decides it's best if he doesn't let you out of his sight. Lucifer put him in charge of you after all, he's just doin' what he's told!

♡ But in all honesty, it's another way you two connect. He loves all the crazy times you two have together, the impulsive adventures you get yourselves into. He feels like you both understand each other better than anyone! The only problem is, between his tsundere act and your extreme obliviousness, your relationship is stuck in limbo. All of his brothers' teasing goes right over your head, and a flustered Mammon usually denies it while trying to hide what a blushing mess he really is. Until, one day, he can't take it anymore - "I'm in love with ya, ya big dummy," he blurts out as the two of you ride in his Demonio 666.

♡ And ever since that random Tuesday afternoon, you and Mammon have been inseparable. You two are truly like twin flames - consequences don't even matter as long as you're by his side. He'd take a million lectures, be strung up a million times, hell he'd even cut up his credit cards into a million pieces if it means he gets to keep you forever. That dumb smile of yours is worth more than all the Grimm in the Devildom, and he'd do anything for you to flash it at him, even if just for a moment. He wasn't sure he believed in soul mates before, but now that he has you, he's damn sure you're his.

-> No one really gives Mammon grief about his relationship with you, seeing as you're a perfect match made in Hell (affectionate). But you can imagine if they did, they'd suddenly find themselves in more debt than the Avatar himself. And if that doesn't work, he'll fight for ya! Mammon is no stranger to winning a scrap ;)

☆ LEVIATHAN:

-> He makes a lot of assumptions about you at first - you're just another basic normie, aren't you?!

-> Sometimes believes you are mocking him with your questions - especially when it comes to his special interests. How can you possibly be so clueless?! He's explained this game to you literally ten times?!?! You must be inting or something!! You have to be doing this on purpose!!!

-> Also believes your forgetfulness is on purpose, thinking you secretly hate him - or at the very least, don't really care for him. He figures when you agree to hang out with him that you're either just being nice, or are too dumb to figure out how to get out of it, so you must just go along with it. So when you forget him, he thinks you're purposely ghosting him for someone better.

-> He eventually confronts you about all of this, only for him to be met with a confused look on your face. The two of you awkwardly chat it out, and afterward he starts to think that he may be the bigger idiot for making so many assumptions.

-> But once he understands you, you start to grow on him - you remind him of that one MC from 'Oops! That Normie Who Dropped in from Another Realm is Now My Bestie and I May Be Developing a Crush!' and how they may say and do stupid things, but it's actually kind of endearingly cute! And they're so soo loyal! Wait, you actually kinda look like them, too. Prepare yourself - new cosplay incoming, courtesy of Leviathan. He does second guess himself over it a bit - Is it weird if he makes the matching cosplay to go along with yours? It's totally weird, isn't it?! No it isn't, because you're too dumb to think too deeply into it! But he will overthink it all the same.

♡ Not the best at openly talking about his emotions, and he doesn't want to ruin your current relationship with him, so it may be more difficult for him to get across his feelings to you. He keeps dropping subtle little hints in the hopes that you'll eventually pick up on it. And if you never do, one day he just blurts it out (after numerous pep talks from his brothers). He tries writing a confession in the notes app of his DDD to read off for you, but he gets so nervous he drops his phone and ends up just shouting, "I'M IN LOVE WITH YOU!!!" - after which is followed with a flurry of apologies from the otaku demon.

♡ And after that, you find yourself practically living in his room - and he finds himself purposely losing at games so that you can get a few wins, all to see that excited look on your face that he adores so much. He truly has found his player two! ^.^

-> It would be unusual to find the hikikomori demon in a social situation where someone is questioning your relationship to his face - he does spend a lot of time defending you online, however, and has been successful in getting a few of your haters' accounts nuked. RIP.

☆ SATAN:

-> Honestly annoyed by you at first. You just ask so damn many questions, and it seems like you don't even retain the answers.

-> Then one day he overhears Lucifer lecturing you about your failing grades - Challenge accepted. You are now his new project. How hard could it possibly be? It would be quite the accomplishment for him, and he's sure it will annoy Lucifer in the mean time! Seeing him put so much effort into the stupid human is sure to throw Lucifer off of his game! The Old Man will think he is plotting something nefarious, but-

-> Ahem. Anyways, expect your bookshelves to rapidly fill up with gifts from him - with everything from textbooks, to picture books, to entire series of epic novels. Expect him to be over after dinner every night, to sit with you an indulge in one of these books. He'll let you pick something most of the time, but he occasionally becomes insistent of one of his own picks - the erotica he reads to you tends to go over your head, anyways.

-> Quickly finds he has to adjust his teaching style, having to go over rudimentary concepts with you multiple times. He's much more patient with you than he is with Mammon his brothers, his temper non-existent as he slowly repeats the lesson to you again. He knows you are trying your best, and is willing to put in the same effort you put forth. Occasionally you do aggravate him in this regard - he usually just takes it out on the first one of his brothers he sees, instead of you. Thankfully.

-> He's unsure what it is about you, but something about you really calms the wrath raging within him. Maybe it's your carefree, peaceful nature that soothes the storm within him. Maybe it's that adorable smile that can light up the darkest of Devildom nights. Maybe it's the way you never fail to make him laugh when you make Lucifer lose his temper. Either way he hasn't failed to notice that his days are better with you in them.

-> Sometimes his patience for you does wear thin though - especially when your stupidity gets you hurt! 'You're not going to survive in this realm if you keep acting so thoughtlessly,' he says through gritted teeth, as he patches up the lacerations on your arm - caused by you touching a killer plant adorned with a very large warning sign. He does his best to keep his anger within, but he's yelled at you a few times, almost desperate to finally get his point across to you.

♡ It is quite obvious to him why he has fallen for you, so he wastes no time in planning his confession. He knows his romantic gesture will have to be overt, the goal being that you truly comprehend understand his feelings for you. A thoughtful gift along with a handwritten letter, simply stating how he is deeply in love with you - and if any confusion remains, he'd be happy to explain.

♡ And after that, he spends each day with you in bliss. As the moonlight illuminates the pages of his book, he softly reads the words to you; and as you fall asleep in his arms, he knows that this is what true happiness is. He may never be allowed in the Celestial Realm, but being with you makes him feel like he's already there.

-> If people question his relationship with you, they only do so in hushed tones - no one wants to be on the receiving end of his Wrath, especially after that one demon went missing after gawking at the two of you on a date.

☆ ASMODEUS:

-> Excited to adopt you into his inner circle - he knows someone like you would be the perfect little doll for him! He already thinks you're just oh so adorable, and it will be incredibly easy for him to turn you into his little Mini Asmo.

-> New style, new hair, new everything! Be prepared to truly become his twin, for he wants you to become his shadow. Doesn't even take him much effort to convince you to change your schedule to match his!

-> Asmo is definitely the Queen Bee of RAD, but you're basically the Queen's Hand - he regards your thoughts and opinions highly, as if they are the royal decree. He may also lightly tease you at times, wanting nothing more than to see the many cute faces you make, but he would never stab you in the back. HBIC's have to look out for each other, after all!

-> Your grades actually go up, shockingly enough, thanks to Asmo having his fan club do all of your schoolwork. You don't have time for that nonsense! 'Pamper and Pre-Game' with Asmo is way more important than writing some silly Devildom Law essay - you don't wanna be late to the Fall, after all!

-> The two of you pretty much run the school, constantly making waves and setting trends. You get your own fan club, but you also have a fair amount of haters! Either way, all eyes are on you, and every dumb little thing you do ends up going viral online. Some days you're being praised for your fashion, others you're being meme'd for your clumsiness. And of course, Asmo always helps you take advantage of these moments, good or bad. Never a dull day on the Devilnet!

-> He especially loves that your air-headedness leaves a lot of room for you to be open minded to experimentation (or maybe you're just easy to convince, hehe). It's lead to a lot of wild nights in his bedroom, with the two of you experiencing unfathomable euphoria - those nights will forever live rent free in his mind. Perhaps he can convince you to let Sol join the two of you next time...

-> On the other hand, he notices he has to keep an extra sharp eye on you when the two of you are out partying together - your obliviousness has almost led you to a few dangerous situations, one that ended up leaving Asmo's strawberry-blonde hair stained crimson. He is now hyper-vigilant over you, always guarding your drinks and cutting in on the dancefloor.

♡ How could the Avatar of Lust not fall you for? His best friend, his partner in crime, his darling human~♡! He comes to the realization that he loves you even more than himself, and that he must start making a plan! The date of all dates to sweep you off of your feet and right into his arms~♡ He knows he'll have to be clear and concise when he makes his confession - not only are you a bit dense, but his usual Avatar of Lust brand of affection may make it... confusing for you, to figure out that he truly loves you romantically. Whatever, who cares! He'll tell you a million times over if you need him to ♡!

♡ After that, not too much will change, for you were already inseparable before his confession! He may become a bit more possessive, but that comes with the territory of being Lust's Chosen One. The two of you are RAD's Power Couple, and he will make damn sure the entire Devildom knows it!

-> When it comes to your relationship, Asmodeus is ride or die. If anyone ever questions it, he brushes it off with his signature smile and a cold remark - at first. Like a scorpion, he strikes from the shadows. Pink may be his color, but he is also well aware how amazing he looks in red~♡ ;)

☆ BEELZEBUB:

-> Doesn't think too much about it at first - you're just that nice human with the pretty smile and the fun stash of human world snacks.

-> The least judgmental of his brothers, while also being the first to get to know you deeply. He feels like you're really easy to understand, and he finds that it's really easy to open up to you. He becomes a lot more talkative when you're around, and soon the two of you have you own dumb little inside jokes that his brothers are jealous they aren't in on. You don't even get each other's jokes half the time (which is mostly your fault, no offense) but laughter truly is contagious, and you have so much fun in each other's company.

-> Once he really gets to know you, he worries about you endlessly! He feels the need to become even more protective over you than he already is. Not only does your clumsiness worry him, but your forgetfulness too. He knows for a fact that humans need to eat to survive! What do you mean you forgot to eat lunch?! How can you forget something like that...and before you know it, he's adding some of his Acidic Hell Fries to your plate.

-> So he starts inviting you to eat with him every single day, and he loves how easily you say yes! No matter the menu, no matter the restaurant, you're always down to go out with him and share a bite to eat - you don't even ask questions! And he really admires how adventurous you are - always ordering new dishes, never turning down a bite of some strange food when he offers it, the smile on your face when you actually do enjoy it. Sharing a simple meal with you quickly becomes the part of his day he looks forward to the most.

-> The two of you do get into your own share of trouble every now and then though. While Beel has been banned from the Devildom's various eating contests, you haven't been - and you never seem to learn how sick these contests make you, no matter how badly you wanna give the prize to Beel. And let's not forget all the times you've had to wash dishes at Hell's Kitchen because you both ran outta the House without making sure you had a single Grimm on you. Either way, the two of you have so much fun together, that you never regret it - or learn from it.

♡ He wears his heart on his sleeve, and while Beelzebub isn't dumb like you are, he does have a certain innocent honesty about him - so he has no problem telling you his true feelings about you. He may get the slightest bit frustrated after having to explain it so many times, but hand him a snack and he'll have all the patience in the world to sit with you and help you understand how much he truly loves you.

♡ And after that, you continue to spend your days with your sweet cinnamon roll of a boyfriend. Whether you're hanging with him at the gym or sneaking out for a late night snack, being with you always makes his heart feel so full - a feeling he would never trade, even for a thousand Shadow Goose Burgers.

-> Doesn't even remotely pay attention to what others are saying about his relationship with you - why even bother worrying about that? Although there was that one time some random demon at RAD did question him about it, but Beel couldn't hear them over the rumble of his own stomach - which they hilariously mistook as a threat, causing them to run off in terror.

☆ BELPHEGOR:

-> Your stupidity made his scheme in the attic all too easy! Truly like the wolf leading the lamb. He could have never dreamed that such a perfect target would just fall right into his lap, would stumble into the attic and right into his trap - it was almost comical. He could have also never dreamed that, once the veil of hate was lifted from his eyes, the amount of overwhelming guilt he would feel. Naïve, innocent little lamb. He'd do anything to make up for it - he's failed to protect you twice already, and he won't be making that mistake again.

-> Suddenly overprotective, as well as a bit possessive. He knows how easily you can be fooled into mortal danger, so you can expect him to lurk in the shadows. The circle of people he trusts (his brothers) is small, and he even occasionally has doubts about a few of them.

-> Other than that, he is beyond amused by you, and he knows he's going to have a lot of mischievous fun with you by his side! The House of Lamentation was already chaotic with just the seven of them, but your arrival truly added a wild card to the mix. Your absentminded hijinks are usually funny enough for him to warrant losing a bit of sleep.

-> He pretty much makes you the mascot for the Anti-Lucifer League - any schemes he and the Fourth Born can think up, they rope you into. Typically used as bait, watching Lucifer freak out as you stand there looking clueless truly never gets old. No matter how many times they explain the pranks to you, you never really understand what's going on - which makes for a great defense when all three of you inevitably get lectured by the Eldest afterwards.

-> Loves how easy it is to convince you to skip class and nap with him - you're the only one he's shown all of his favorite hiding spots to. Partially because he knows you'll never remember where they are without his help, but also because he loves cuddling up with you.

♡ He's actually tried several times to convey his feelings to you, with everything from romantic dreams to starlit dates. He's even kissed you, how much more obvious can he get?! If it were anyone but you, he probably would have given up and gone back to sleep. But you're you and you're worth it, so he stays up late conjuring up exactly what to say to you, hoping this time his bluntness makes it clear.

♡ And after that, the two of you spend the majority of your free time cuddled up in each other's loving embrace. It's nothing but sweet dreams and starry skies, so long as you have Belphie by your side.

-> Questioning his relationship with you (or badmouthing you in general) is probably one of the most egregious mistakes one could make. If the endless night terrors aren't enough to evoke instant regret, the Avatar of Sloth doesn't mind resorting to violence for you.

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haveyouseenthisskeleton · 22 days

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Skeleton has received a call from their brother asking them to pick up their child from school because they're busy . Its getting a bit dark outside however. Who's fast enough to pick up their niece/nephew before it gets dark? The main 10 pls

Undertale Sans - Not only he's here on time but he's kidnapping them to go have ice cream and spend some time at the local fair. Papyrus is not getting his kid back before a few hours. He loves spending time with his niece/nephew.

Undertale Papyrus - He's there an hour early because he had to change his planning and he panicked and thought he would be late but actually he's there before everyone else. ADHD life. He's glad he gets to spend some time with the children though! But not before homework. He's a serious uncle.

Underswap Sans - So, Honey asked him that in the middle of a bank robbery, and he kinda... forgot after lol. It's only when one of his colleagues asks him what he thought his kid would be later that he gasps in horror and runs out of the police station. Honey's kid is sleeping on the sidewalk, their angry teacher waiting closely behind them. Blue apologizes and quickly picks them up. He planned to tell nothing to his brother but, uh, his child is too honest for their own good. Honey is not too happy about that.

Underswap Papyrus - He picks up his own children before crossing the town to go pick up his niece/nephew. He called the school beforehand to warn them he would be a little late, so it's no big deal. Honey does that quite often since his brother is often working extra hours as a police officer.

Underfell Sans - He's not in a hurry. He just wanted to watch TV, and Edge calling him to fetch the child was not in his plans. He's mumbling to himself on the way to pick up the child, upset, but calms down once the kid joins him. He even bought them a toy on the way home to piss off his dad who always says he's giving too many gifts to them and that there's no room in their bedroom for more toys.

Underfell Papyrus - He's right on time and stares angrily at anyone getting too close to his niece/nephew. He's equally as protective with them than he is with his own children. Red trusted him with their safety and he's not letting anyone get too close. He brings them home and even helps them do their homework. Then he trains them for battle and that ends with the child crying right when Red comes to pick them...

Horrortale Sans - Picking his niece/nephew is no problem as he remembers quite well what path leads to the school. But the way to return home on another hand... Oak got distracted by some shop selling cupcakes so he took Willow's kid to have some, and then he completely forgot what he was supposed to do and took them to the park, then into the woods, then back to school where he realized it was closed, then back to the bakery... After two hours, Willow comes to pick him up lol.

Horrortale Papyrus - Willow is usually the one picking up the children of the neighborhood from school and then he drops them to their house on the way back to the farm. It's quite the usual for him. He's there right on time and spends the journey counting the children to make sure all of them are here.

Swapfell Sans - He's going but he stays in his car and waits for his niece/nephew to find him. He can't stand the school Karens, it gives him a headache. It doesn't help they don't like him and always scream insults at him. It usually ends with Nox faking rolling over one of them and then flipping his bird at them. And Rus still wonders why his child knows so many insults sometimes.

Swapfell Papyrus - He's late, but that's because he prepared some things to prank Nox and then he drags his niece/nephew in his diabolic masterplan. It's to remind Nox why he's asking for his help only once a year or less. It always ends badly.

Fellswap Gold Sans - He does it almost every day anyway. He loves spending time with his brother's child because it reminds him of when Coffee was a baby. He's terrible as a father, but he's a very good uncle, ironically. He's also very protective and would never let them alone before dark or he would live this as a life failure he thinks.

Fellswap Gold Papyrus - He's there on time, but at what cost. There are people everywhere and he is slowly panicking because of the crowd, which is stupid since none of the people around is paying attention to him. When his niece/nephew finally comes out, he grabs them to hug them to death because he needs to calm down. He often comes home late because of this.

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kneelingshadowsalome · 5 months

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would you ever be interested in writing a more masc reader? i kind of got it by know you write fem!reader exclusively, so i've been wondering if you'd write something along the lines a manly gal.

like the type that sees könig do his pushups, she must also immediately try to catch up to him? she sits manspread and wears manly clothes and makes everything a raunchy sex joke and has no shame and is kind of a muscle mommy and a total gremlin? something like that? and it disarms könig completely cuz he's used to damsels in distress, but this one can do everything herself but somehow wants him?? like an equal partner?

also can u pls tell each of your königs i love them with all i have? pls? 🥺 they're like my reason for living this past year i wanna give them a big sweet kiss and pet them

🤲 here, have an offering as gratitude. ignore the arms lol

Maaaan your offering 😭😭💖💞

And yes I have a habit of writing König with helpless maidens and sassy fairies don’t I 😂

So… König with masc!reader…. (Lol this turned out very rivals to lovers but I hope you enjoy!)

König can be a little off-putting. One would think that a man of his size wouldn’t get so threatened by a girl with some muscles on her... But you catch him mansplaining guns to you more than once, showing off his new rifle and then snapping his mouth shut when you fire a round of 5 bullseyes with a calm, stable breath and perfect posture.

“It’s nice,” you give it back to him, “but I’ve seen better.”

Knowing that you just threw his own words back at him – he’s always boasting on the field – König just blinks and grabs his rifle from you.

“...Where?”

“In my safe,” you shrug, trying to keep a neutral face.

And you’ve seen him during sparring, knowing already that he likes to one-up everyone. König is skilled and fierce, but he’s also competitive to the point of petty, which is why you’re amused when he suddenly turns gentle, even hesitant when paired with you.

At some point, it starts to get on your nerves though. It’s slightly insulting, even sexist, that he’s trying to treat you like a gentleman when you’re supposed to hit each other. So, you snap a good right hook through his guard and watch the man see some stars. Hoping that it would fix that attitude, you do it again, and again until he stops giving you the princess treatment.

But even after that, you see he’s holding back. The more you try to get him to attack properly, the more pissed off he gets, refusing to strike you even when you bring him down – a man twice your size – and gloat over him. His eyes are flaming because he just lost for the sake of some weird “I don’t hit women” policy, and it shouldn’t bother you. The man’s an asshole, what are you to do?

Still, it’s giving you a headache. Did you win the match only because he allowed it? You almost smack him in the head again. You already dealt with these kinds of idiots at the training program, and now you have to take shit from pros too? While you’re the pro? Jesus.

Determined to give him hell for the rest of the week, you make a lousy joke about the size of his gun when you go on a mission. It’s a bit unhanded, because this lame ass fool actually gets bothered by your quip, and you mentally beat yourself up for messing with your partner’s head before an important hostage rescue.

He barges through the door like a bull, and you purse your lips under your balaclava – on the other hand, is it even your fault if he gets killed because of some stupid Freudian joke?

This guy is simply too much fun…

So what happens is that you can’t keep your mouth shut. It’s horrid, what comes out of your lips when he’s trying to save lives. Things such as:

“Do you have your gun in hand?”

“I’ll keep an eye on your six while you take the women”

“Did you see their faces when König rammed himself in?”

The innuendos are obvious and rampant and so bad that König is surely blushing under that hood before you even board the plane. On top of everything, he rubs the barrel of his gun up and down in the plane because he’s so nervous. He does it absent-mindedly; the poor guy probably doesn’t understand the outrageous amount of Freudian jokes that could be cracked about that…

You try to pull yourself together after that because otherwise, people would start to suspect you’re having a crush on him. Army humour is army humour but you’re taking this shit a bit too far… Your jokes have never been this bad before, they certainly never induced such crazy behaviour from a guy.

...Because it turns out that you’ve awoken a demon.

At the gym, you see König watching you do pull ups – you’re the only girl there, yes, but you don’t wear some sculpting, seamless gym pants and a suggestive sports bra. You only have your old sweats and a tank top on, but the man's looking at you like he’s dreaming of either killing or fucking you. He's smashing the plates around like they've just personally insulted him, and glares at your way again, then lifts more than you’ve ever seen anyone lift before. He never talks to you: just stops and stares when you’re doing a set, then does his own, then glares.

You don’t know if it’s some kind of an awkward challenge or if he’s trying to flirt with you – menacingly – but you’re a mess after that gym session.

Next time during training, König personally offers to spar with you: he even pushes away the guy that had been assigned as your pair. And this time, he doesn’t hold back. He’s serious, and rough, and fucking frightening.

“That’s it, big boy,” you’re panting before half a minute has passed, “You finally found your groove?”

“No talking during sparring,” he grunts, and almost manages to land a blow – almost, because it ends with him on the floor. The takedown is something even KorTac’s best would be proud of, but he doesn’t allow you to gloat this time. Oh no: he rolls through it: actually, he rolls so that he lands on top of you, then smashes his whole weight on your chest to keep you down.

“Right where I want you,” he says, so brunt and brief that you’re not sure if you just imagined it.

“Is...that...so?”

You try to fight him in vain: he only presses you further into the mat and forces even your face to the side with his own.

“I thought you liked girls,” he pants into your ear, so low that the others can’t hear.

“That’s funny,” you whisper through clenched teeth, fingers curled around his shirt. “I thought you liked girls.”

You hear him draw air right beside your ear, and then – it’s unmistakable, the throbbing pulse against your thigh.

He’s getting hard.

The fucking moron is getting hard during a sparring session with you–

“There’s no need to crush your partner,” the trainer instructs, to everybody grinding on the mat in general, perhaps, but you have a feeling he’s directing the words König who’s currently choking you with his entire body.

“Is this what you want?”

He lets you breathe, only enough so you can turn and have another staring competition with him, this time with his mouth only a hair’s breadth away. Those eyes are hard as steel and as beautiful as snow, and that stare still wants to either fuck or murder you…

“Hm? You want to get crushed?”

“...Why do you think I joined the army?” You laugh breathlessly, eyes glimmering from mirth. He’s such a sight when he’s angry and confused.

Your cheeky answer only makes him more perplexed. Poor man – it’s so easy to tease him that you almost feel like a bully.

“That's right... Take your time getting up, there’s no need to rush,” you breathe, and watch the snow melt into a bewildered cerulean sea.

It sets sooner than you thought, his lids dropping as he settles to watch your lips, the heavy pulse on your neck.

“Oh I’m up already.”

#könig x reader #könig x you #“like an equal partner” lol I TRIED #an attempt was made

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stxrmylxve · 1 year

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Ran (p2 of 2)

If you don’t remember… :

@tenjikusstuff: omg i never requested anyone i just don't know how request work...but like. ANYTHING with Ran makes my knees week. From the most angsty thing to the most fluff thoot sweet one. I just love him THAT much. And same gors for Hanma fucking Shuji. These beanpoles have my heart attached to strings.

So basically I saw an alphabet thing where people did every letter for something regarding a character? Idk if that makes sense lol but here’s where I got credit from; (sfw) (nsfw)

A - Aftercare This poor man. He switches from ruthless to being the most worrisome man in the world. You might doze off, but you will wake up to food and water and be wrapped up in a blanket while he lies cold behind you.

B - Bff Similar to how he is as a bf, I think he would worry 24/7. He knew you were a little oblivious at times and couldn't help but hope no one bothered you while he was away from you.

C - Cum (legit so awkward to write this cause its interesting to describe lol) He has a bit of a shitty diet so this reflects that lol. It's more clear than anything else and sticks to legit everything. Still enjoyable to take in LOL

D - Domestic (settling down) If you were ready, he would be too. He likes to cook, especially with you, and wouldn't mind taking on the house-husband role outside of work.

E - Experience Might seem like big shit but is probably truly learning with you, prove me wrong. He might have a club, see ladies, and get bitches all the time, but sex? No clue.

F - Favorite Position Cowgirl's helper is a yes along with leapfrog. I think just anything to where he could see your body react to him would be fine. These are only 2 out of many though.

G - Gentleness SO GENTLE. GENTLEMAN. If you have a headache and you're into brushing your hair to relieve stress, you bet he is going to do it for you. Have stuff in your hands? He's taking them and walking in the door, he doesn't care if it's heavy, he's taking them.

H - Hugs? It might weird him out at first, but if you do it enough, he will ask for them every day almost.

I - Intimacy Not romantic enough to have music playing or anything, but he might light your favorite candle and take a bath with you...

J - Jealousy If it's in one of his places, and he owns a lot, he will get mad and fire any employee that looks you up and down.

K - Kiss No brainer, sucker for kisses. And if you pull his hair slightly? He's gone, buckling, like legit crumbles.

L - Location (to do it) Private places like the bedroom, not into others watching in public if he doesn't know them. Ultimately your choice tbh.

M - Mornings (with them) You can't tell me he isn't the one man we wish to wake up to. Messy bedhead hair, raspy voice, does the stomach scratch thing that reveals the slightest below the belt... AH

N - No’s (turnoffs) When a person doesn't care for themselves and/or their s/o bugs Ran sm. Also just not being a good person. Like sure, he smokes some, yeah, but he's not rude to people or bothered if someone tries to make small talk if they haven't done anything?

O - Oral (giving, receive) Opposite of Hanma, better with the mouth than with the fingers. Legit almost chokes on air if you give it to him.

P - Patience Surprisingly patient. Wants shit done but can wait if it's necessary.

Q - Quickies Perfectly fine with them. Although it's normally just a name since he likes to take his time and it turns into an hour in the bathroom instead of a few minutes.

R - Risks He's risky all the time. Like mentioned above, a little clueless when it comes to the deed so you might need to explain the quote 'risk' before he goes at it.

S - Security Cares about you SO MUCH. Ran >>>> bodyguard

T - Toys? He has them. They're still in the packaging.

U - Ugly Habits He has a bad habit of forgetting things. Important things. It could be a simple meeting, or it could be a bigger thing like forgetting to eat.

V - Volume Loud af. Doesn't really care if someone hears, but you're equally as vocal so... guttural moans every time with praises.

W - Would they be whole without you? Absolutely not. He would beat himself up, even if it wasn't his fault you left him. If he left you, it would only ever be because it was for your safety.

X - X-ray Girthy and 5-6 inches. Cute little mushroom top :)

Y - Yearning Depends. If he has been tired for the past week due to work, begs you for a taste. Ordinarily, honestly could care less if it's not important to you either. If you ask, ofc he will. But won't outright be desperate like when he is tired.

Z - Zzz Sleep for so long. IDK WHY HE IS SO TIRED??? Maybe it's just a bad sleeping habit that became a habit, he will sleep in most days and be late to work.

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gyunmireu · 12 days

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oh my goodness 😭😭😭i wanted to wait until ur exams were done but i kinda forgot after a week LOL 😭😭😭but anyways….

anything involving dokgo jun and maybe braiding that thing he has in his hair 😭?? 🙏🏻my babygirl needs more love….

in your hands | dokgo jun

Fandom: Best Teacher Baek

Pairing: Dokgo Jun x Gender Neutral! Reader

Word Count: 1.2k

Genre: Fluff, Open Ending?

Summary: Jun has a headache. You offer to give him a massage.

A/n: I totally get you anon, my memory is super bad too 😂 Jun was a super fun character to write– I'm all about handsome model students, just as much as I like troublemakers hehe~ I also have a weakness for strong hard-workers being vulnerable in front of the ones they like. Such a good trope! So ofc that bled into the fic, haha! I hope you like this and that Jun isn't too ooc >////< ♡

also available on ao3!

The student council room had only one window. Afternoon sunlight spilled into the room from there, just muted enough to not be so bright that it would hurt the eyes. The long table was empty except for two people: Dokgo Jun and you. You had a stack of paperwork in front of you, reports and other documents that you needed to approve and categorise for inventory. At the head of the table, Jun was doing his own work.

A light thud startled you and you looked up to see Jun pressing the heels of his palm into his eyes, elbows on the table.

"You okay, Jun?" You said softly, not wanting to break the tranquil peace of the slow afternoon. Jun looked up at you and gave you a small, pained smile. There was a time when you called him Dokgo-ssi or something equally formal; it took him a few weeks to convince you that he rather preferred you calling him Jun. Now, hearing you say his name gave him a tiny burst of joy each time that he wouldn't admit to anyone. "Something wrong?"

"It's nothing," he reassured you, pressing his fingers into his forehead. "Just a sudden headache."

"Did you eat?" You frowned, keeping your work aside. You only had a few more reports to go through anyway.

"I did," he mumbled, eyes shifting back to his own stack of papers that required the council president's approval. "It might just be all the reading I've had to do these past few days."

It had been a busy week for the council and everyone had been swamped, most of all Jun and Soso. You had been given other work by one of your teachers so you hadn't been able to finish your own council work in time and had come in today while everyone else took the day off to finish it. You hadn't expected Jun to be there too, but he really was a hard worker who insisted on doing his own work himself rather than delegating some of it off. You were pretty sure if there was anyone else in his place, they would have done that long back.

"Hm," you glanced over to his stack, then your own before offering in a moment of bravery, "How about I give you a head massage? It might make you feel better."

"I couldn't impose on you like that," Jun mumbled, eyes flashing downwards. He hoped you wouldn't see the pink of his cheeks; how many people could say their crush cared enough to offer something like that to them?

"You wouldn't be imposing," you assured him, feeling a little embarrassed yourself. You hoped he wouldn't read into it too much, lest he found out how much you actually cared about him. "I've only done it for my family but they say I have magical hands."

You slightly waved your fingers at him with a toothy grin. Jun stared at you for two seconds. He had denied it to be polite but the throbbing in his head really wasn't going away and the offer was far too tempting to deny a second time. Also, you looked adorable grinning like that.

"If you really do not mind…" he trailed off, feeling embarrassed.

You got off your seat and made your way over to Jun. Placing yourself behind his chair, you said quietly, "Keep your papers aside, lean back and close your eyes."

He did as you said, still feeling a bit like he was using you. All his doubts went out the window when he heard you say excitedly, "It's been a while since I've done this, but I'll make you say that I have magic hands too. Your headache will be gone before you even know it!"

Jun smiled and leaned back, eyes fluttering close. You carefully placed your fingers at his forehead and started dragging them with the perfect pressure. You hadn't lied at all– Jun immediately agreed internally that your hands really were magic. It felt really good, like your fingers were taking away the pain under them with every drag.

Jun let out a shaky exhale at a particularly good stroke and you laughed quietly to yourself.

"Enjoying it?" You teased, not pausing in your massage. You could see the way his cheeks coloured up at that and it took all your self-control to not press a kiss on his nose for how adorable he was when he became embarrassed. Jun was, after all, the student council president and you were just a student in the council. You could hardly even say you were friends; outside of classes and council work, you never really met or talked. He probably only sees you as an acquaintance at best.

"Y- You really are q- quite good," he stammered, trying to explain himself and the sound. "I am sorry if I weirded you–"

"Aish, I'm just kidding," you smiled to yourself. "I'm glad it's working. Don't overthink so much, silly."

The two of you settled in a comfortable silence for a while before he murmured, "Thank you. It's almost stopped hurting now. You really…"

He didn't finish his line but it still warmed your heart. You started running your fingers through his hair, untangling the knots gently. That's when you realised that his usual braid was missing; Jun must have loosened it because of the headache, you guessed.

An idea popped into your head. You had always wanted to try braiding it yourself and you had the chance today!

"Stay here," you said, voice so low that Jun probably didn't even hear it. You got out the detangling hairbrush you had with you and bounced back to where Jun was lying still. With deft hands and gentle movements, you brushed his hair. A few minutes later, you kept the brush aside and braided it loosely so that it wouldn't pull on his head in case the headache lingered. "Done!"

You looked down proudly at your handiwork but the lack of response from Jun made you pause. You stepped around to the side of his chair to look at him– he had fallen asleep like that. The sight made you giggle quietly to yourself. He looked so peaceful and relaxed for one. It made your chest squeeze uncomfortably, a warm throbbing inside it.

"You're always working so hard," you whispered softly, not wanting to wake Jun up. "I admire your efforts so much, because I see how much of yourself you put into everything you do. But, you know… I like seeing you like this too."

You reached out to touch him but held back at the last second, eyes flickering all over his softened face. He really was so handsome, like a being carved out by the gods. Your heart thumped loudly in your ears as you leaned down, letting your hair slip past like a curtain. With your heart in your throat, you pressed a light gentle kiss on his forehead before jerking back, face flushed.

Relief and disappointment flooded you when Jun didn't wake up. It was better this way, you told yourself. He had enough on his plate without the awkwardness of being admired and crushed on by one of the students he worked with. With that, you made your way back to your seat and pulled the stack of papers to yourself.

You glanced at his sleeping form one last time and smiled, feeling the warm emotion spreading inside of you.

"Next time," you promised quietly. In the warm afternoon sunlight, Jun's golden hair shone like a halo marking an angel.

"Next time, I'd like to do this when you are awake… and when you'd want it."

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pebiejeebies · 3 months

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PART 10 (FINALE) OF MY CABLOON ANALYSIS! GO TO MY #CABLOON-ANALYSIS TAG TO FIND THE FIRST POST!

(I’m gonna make it easier to access the older ones, I’ll make a master post, then I’ll make it so you can check the next part by a link so you don’t manually tire yourself, give me some time cause I need a mental break from my shutdown 😭‼️)

Literally one of the most precious moments I’ve screen recorded in my whole life, the way he’s sitting beside her, laughing just like her, writing in her files, both of them equally sharing the same annoyed stare at silver spoon (Which is something a lot more common than I thought it was)

THIS.

This is just.. *wipes away tear*

Too perfect..

I wonder what happens to Mephone..? (Good lord I am still traumatized till this

Now expect MANY MANY MANY random screenshots of my babies togethr

STOP HOW BALLOON EXCITEDLY INFODUMPS WITH CABBY JANSHEHSHQJJEDHHJWWJ

They’re autistics in love I tell you

LOOK AT HOW HE’S TOUCHING HER AHHH (please don’t thkae that out of context omfg—)

I have a feeling that she was slightly uncomfortable here (sTOP PROJECTING YOURSELF ONTO CABBY PEBIE!! STOP!!)

Its canon guys he was trying to impress her here too

Why else would he give her that smug ass look?!/vpos

Then he sees uninterested cabby and gets sad :(

stop guys it’s actually so sad

The way she got excited when she said that was SO SASAADDDDD

SHES SO STRESSED OMG I FEEL YOU GIRL AAHHHHHH

AHAHGSGAHHSHHEHGWG😭😭‼️‼️

I CANTT THE POOR GIRL IS HORRIFIED

Unsure if she was looking at Mephone or Balloon, but I guess they’re beside each other here, so uh excuse me lol

STOP

STOOOOPPP

THEYRE IN SYNC YALL

LOOOOOOOOK!!! HANDS ON HIPS, SAME FUCKING FACE TWICE, AND IN THE SAME SCENE TOO OMFG

CABBY AND BALLOON RAISE ONE HAND AUTISTICALLY, AND THE OTHER LIKE SILVER SPOON, FROM. THE. SAME. SIDE. AND LITERALLY HAVE A SIMILAR FACE!! I-I CANT BELIEVE HOW MUCH THEYRE ACTING LIKE EACH OTHER WITHOUT EVEN NOTICING IT IM FUCKING EVAPORATING AND EXPLODING… EXVAPORATING!!!

THATS LIKE.. 3 SYNCED POSES + EMOTIONS IN ONE SCENE IM GONNA CRY

GRRRRRR HOW COULD YOU SHAKE MY BOY LIKE THAT!!

ALSO. WHO THE FUCK DARES CALL MY BABIES INSECTS.. LOOK WHO THE FUCK CAME FROM THE DEPTHS OF EARTH ITSELF LOOKING LIKE ONE!!/silly /nsrs /omfgdontkillmeafterthisplease—

Erm actually… Cabby and Balloon are definitely engaging after this. Real. And uh she has AWESOME YINYANG, AAAAND BOT!! Balloom has an awkwardly clingy and.. well.. pathetic friend aswell, but hey! Even they have something to leave with! Look at silver spoon..

He doesn’t have candle on his side anymore

Btw.. look at this: You see how Balloon is holding his arm and looking at cabby?

Do you think he, well… wants to hold her hand?

LIKE— NO SERIOUSLY LOOK

STOOOPP AAAHHH MY HEART

YOU CANT TELL ME THAT HE ISNT WORRIED ABOUT CREEPING HER OUT IF HE HELD HER HAND

(Uh wow maybe me projecting myself up there could make sense— OH MY GOD IM GETTING SO MUCH HEADCANONS IM HAVING A HEADACHE YEEEOWWCH)

It’s either (Read this well cause it might confuse you the first time you read it)

He wants comfort from her

He wants to comfort her

This is all accidentally lining up too well

I’m just delusional and this isn’t even lining up at all

WOOOOAAAAAHHH!! EPIC BATTLE SCENE IN REEAAALL LIIIFFFEEEEE?££\#+@}+++}={==£[&$]^)-][.

(Just distract yourself Pebie, ignore how AE made an evil alter of silver spoon aswell.. calm DOWN)

STOOOOOPPPP!! WE GET IT!! THEYRE SOULMATES!! H.. HOW DO THESE TWO HAVE SO MUCH SIMILAR MOMENTS LIKE THIS OMFG/vvvvvvpos

My babies are sticking together OMFG I’m actually exvaporting STICK TOGETHER BABIES!! YOULL GET OUT OF THIS ALIVE!!! HH.HOPEFYKLU

IMANNAHAHWGSBHDJDJAKAKKSNDJD

IM SHAKKIIJHHHHH OKDMDHAHBBAHHHWHGGDGGDAAAAAA

WEEEE SHE SAID WE

SHE SAID WE OMFGGFGAFFSFVS

THE WAY SHE SAVED HIM IN CLUCTH IM FGGISNNG

IM GONNA.CRUY. IM SUBHIAJJJJSJ

LISTEN UP WALKIE TALKIE. YOU DONT DRAE THREATEN CABBY’S FUTURE HUSBAND AND GET AWAY WITH IT GRRRRRRYEHAHWJSJ

But let’s be fr, As much as I love Mephone and his silly shenanigans, this literally affected me the same way it did for them, just.. look at their faces man :(

NOOO NOOO!! STOP STOP STOOOP I DIDNT AGREE TO THIS!1 DONT HURT THEM!! PLLEEEAAAAASSSSEEEEEE 😭😭😭‼️‼️‼️ IM LITERALLY SHIVERING FOR THEM OMFG MY BABIES

I SWEAR IF YOU LAY A FINGER ON ANY OF THEM ILL FUCKING—

Deep betreath… breeaathehees… I’m not ANGRY. nooo wayhhhy. ,.,,uhm..—

HEY AE.. DO THEY MAKE IT SO THEY ALL LIKE MEPHONE IN THE END?? CAUSE LIKE.. It would be so awesome, it would be so cool—

Yeah WHOOOOH!! I took yesterday night, from 8/9pm to 11pm, STYAED UP ALL NIGHT CAUSE I COULDNT SLEEP FROM THESE TWO, stayed up until like.. 10am, fell asleep, woke up at 2:40pm and BAM! FINSIHED AFTER A DAY!! YIPPIEROONIES!!! (Edit: Two days, since I had to leave, came back at 9:50pm, finished at 11pm cause bedtime lockdown, then woke up at 10am today and started to do it again, so I technically finished at 2pm today)

I have a feeling that someone reading this started liking the ship, or felt curious about their rare pair interaction (if they had any/lh), but either way, I’ll tell you how THIS rare pair even EXSISTED.

(THE LORE OF WHY I EVEN SHIPPED CABLOON)

Let’s start from the beginning. In some of the episodes, before I knew I kin cabby, I always had a little fascination towards balloon, his issues living with him for so long and how he still struggles to make a good image of himself was just. Cute to me (stop I KNOW you simp for objects too.. DONT DENY IT!!)

And at episode 17, after I found out I kin cabby, I started to like their interactions more, and since this ship was a HEAVY SELF INSERT, It somehow made sense.

They both struggled to gain a good image, they both had a toxic friendship in the past that got resolved, they both have TOO MUCH ISSUES, and they both act like each other so much it’s actually wild

None of us EVER cared to really analyze hidden relationships in the show, and this is actually a good example, if I never simped for balloon like the ‘loon’atic I am

*knee slap*

I would’ve NEVER noticed their cute feelings for each other

As much as I wanna continue talking, I feel like this ramble will never end, so I give you a cabloon doodle!

And I bid you farewell *bows dramatically*

#cabloon-analysis

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another-corpo-rat · 6 months

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for the alternate love interests... okay i have several to ask for victoria... hanako arasaka... arthur jenkins... bryce mosley... alt cunningham (also apparently i had my asks turned off lol... didn't even realize)

i have, once again to the surprise of no one, rambled like a mother fucker in response. i apologise 😔

Hanako Arasaka

In brief they wouldn't work - like at all, but you know i love over-explaining: I touched on this in the Michiko ask but: Victoria has no innate love or respect for the Arasaka family. Though she'll certainly play her part as the respectful underling, she doesn't view them as Gods Among Men but painfully human, as fallible, as prone to death and mistakes as she is. And her opinions on Hanako are less flattering still; she sees her as a figurehead, pretty to look at and well-trained on what words and tone to use. And sure, she's a splendid netrunner - but it's easy to hone a skill when you have all-day, every-day to commit to it - Victoria holds more respect for the interns in counter-intel, whose lives are actually at risk when they get into the chair.

She might have garnered some respect for the Arasaka daughter after Saburo died and she was left to forge her own path - but the moment Hanako reveals Saburo's play and involvement? It all goes down the drain. Solidifies Victoria's view of the woman as little more than a pretty parrot.

Hanako, meanwhile, I believe would see Victoria as just another rank and file corpo, another suit who wants nothing more than to climb impossibly higher and higher even to their detriment. And she'll promise that with a smile, a gentle nod, steer their conversation into emotional territory because emotions are easy to wrangle - and she thinks by that furrow in Crane's brow that she's got her.

She sees Victoria as a fool for siding so publicly with Michiko, says as much with a gentle tone, like a parent asking their child why they've done something so naughty. Gives her the whole spiel about being Arasaka's heart, family and bloodshed, perhaps believing that Victoria's resentment of her dead half-brother was a passion thing, that she did it through a strong sense of family worth that Angelo ruined with his very existence. It's a severe misunderstanding of character on both their parts.

They have such low views of one another that they'd never get along or understand each other beyond pretense, but it's made especially worse when Victoria deliberately kills Yorinobu against Hanako's wishes.

Arthur Jenkins

I genuinely had to consider this for a bit, cos they'd be an interesting pairing - but in the way it's interesting to watch a spider web up a fly. Victoria, if she considered Jenkins as anything but a headache, would probably find some joy in fucking with him; encouraging his worst ideas in a subtle enough way that she could claim denial when it'd inevitably comes back to bite him, keeping enough of a distance that people wouldn't assume they're associated in any way beyond the thinnest threads of employment.

And Jenkins, well I imagine it'd play into a powertrip for him, a torrid, tense affair where he's cucking Adam fucking Smasher - it'd preen at his pride, make him feel a little bit invincible for a while. The apparent secrecy a thrill. Until Victoria grows bored, deigning him painfully predictable and moving on, sparing him nary a thought until he tries to wave his dick around, use his position against her, threatening to make Smasher aware-

it wouldn't end well for Jenkins, but when does it ever?

Bryce Mosley

I'll admit I haven't dug into Mosley all that much besides what we know from the Placide mission, BUT!!

He and Victoria have definitely rubbed elbows, mixed together at some corporate events - really it was inevitable that their circles would overlap eventually and they get to talking over over-priced champagne while people-watching; ever observant even on their time off.

They'd flirt, make eyes, but both are equally wary of each other - both know how loyal the other is to their respective companies, and that the other is prying in indirect ways, looking for a drip of information, an admission of doing things they shouldn't (ie Victoria breaching the Blackwall once a decade or so-). It could get physical now and then - a supposed one-night stand that reoccurs more than it should; when a party is too boring and nothing interesting to be learned, they retreat into each other's company - but it is purely physical. Trust is the one thing corpos can't really afford, especially when another corporation is involved.

so, as a sexual partner? 100% but a genuine love interest? not a chance.

Alt Cunningham

they absolutely wouldn't work out- like even less than Victoria/Hanako - but I think they'd have…something. i reckon they might have known each other back when Alt was still a human, before Johnny fucked her over forever and condemned her to a digital purgatory - there was something of a respect there, but begrudging on both ends if even acknowledged - at least where their respective netrunning skills were concerned. As people? Not even a fractal of it.

Victoria knows what happened to Alt, met her beyond the Blackwall shortly after it happened and she can't decide if she's terrified of sharing such a fate or not; digital godhood is appealing in concept but she doubts its so easy in practicality; Alt confirms that. They manage to converse in those years, reach an understanding that was impossible in their humanity. It's odd how civil they manage to be - when Alt despises Arasaka and Victoria is viciously protective of it; but odder things have happened.

(idk if i'll ever write it but i'd love for them to have a discussion on humanity, and their respective lack of it after Victoria becomes a 'borg)

#ask game #Victoria Crane #Hanako Arasaka #Arthur Jenkins #Bryce Mosley #alt cunningham #you chose so many fun ones i stg-#i think vic/bryce is gonna be pricking at me for the foreseeable future #the tension would be palpable

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padfootdaredmetoo · 2 years

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For the lovely Cass! @theshelbyslimited

Ment to have this done right away but they actually made me participate in my school meeting this morning! Anyway, this is a bit rough (ended up a lot more personal than I intended because I'm going thru some stuff) but I hope it gives you that fluffy feeling. Lots of hurt comfort... But honestly when do I ever not put in happy a ending, might be my biggest flaw as a writer lol

Any way! Love you 💜

Warnings: the reader is a bit depressed, description of feeling down and not being able to get out of bed, Tommy is angry at one point, but it's all just for that big fluffy ending.

Despite the warm august air floating through the open windows of arrow house, you felt cold to the bone. You didn’t know what brought it on. Years of running on tea, whiskey, and adrenaline catching up to you finally, or maybe you were coming down with a cold.

Francis helped the kids get ready for the day and Johnny Dogs dropped them off at school for you. It was kind of them to help you out on last moments notice and you silently promised yourself to make it up to them when you were feeling better.

You lay there in your bed. Staring up at the ceiling. It was a good life, well earned, but at what cost? Your husband spent more and more time in London, the family still at odds with each other. None of them were willing to speak to each other despite your efforts to try and work on things. You were the only person running around in between. Somehow free from the consequences of your husband.

Sounds of birds chirping you put on a record and got back into bed letting your mind drift as you did some deep breathing.

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“What do you mean that Johnny Dogs took the kids to school?” Esme asked over the phone. “She always takes them to school, figured she be by right after.”

“Nah, He’d said Francis asked him to take them, said she was ill.” John responded back.

“If she’s laying down somethings wrong. Poor lamb is always working on something. I’ll swing by to check on her.”

“Love you,” he said absently.

“Love you too. Now quit gossiping and do your job.” She quipped.

Esme sighed and finished the last of her coffee.

“Fucking bastard must have done something,” she muttered, thoughts of Tommy made her head hurt as she decided to see if Polly knew what was going on. She dialed the familiar number, knots forming in her stomach remembering what they’d last said to each other all those months ago.

“Shelby.” Her raspy voice answered and Esme faltered slightly.

“It’s Esme John’s said that y/n is unwell. Do you know what's happening?”

“Hardly the family doctor these days.” She answered coldly. “What did you hear?”

“Just that she’s not able to get out of bed. Sent the kids with Johnny Dogs this morning.”

“She let him drive them?” Polly responded in a shocked tone. “Best to give her space I suppose, I saw her a few days ago. Seemed fine.”

“I guess so.” Esme thought about it for a moment. “Thank you for answering.” Despite everything that had gone down between them she missed the old bat.

“Well, thanks for calling I suppose” She responded back equally uneasy. They said their polite goodbyes and Esme grabbed her coat.

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“Where’s he fucking taking them then?!” Tommy snapped pinching the brigade of his nose, wishing there was a cure for this never-ending headache that was his life.

“I don't know. Packed up their things and took off. Called to check in on ya.” Charlie muttered.

“Fuck - You saw this?”

“No, Linda overheard John at the shop, then told Arthur, who came by earlier and mentioned it. Wanted to know if you're alright.” Charlie sighed and Tommy hated how aged it made him sound. “Look, Thomas, you can fuck everything up, but don't let that one go, eh?”

His head started spinning, as he hung up the phone and tried to go over every interaction he’d had with his wife.

You seemed normal, distant, tired, but not so much that you’d fucking leave.

He got up from his desk and made a brisk pace towards his car.

“Mr.Shelby! Where are you going?! The meeting is starting -” A sniveling voice called out behind him and he knew if he took one look at that man - he’d fucking cut him, right here in the entryway.

“My wife needs me,” Tommy responded coldly, taking the stairs as quickly as possible.

“Your Wife-” Mosley started and put his hand on Thomas’s shoulder. Without thinking, Tommy grabbed him by the jacket lapels.

“MY WIFE.” These were the only words he could get out as he gave the taller man a warning glare. “Is my fucking business.” He growled. He briskly moved Mosley aside and made his exit before causing a bigger mess to clean up later. He could feel the man's stunned glare follow him out the front doors.

He got into the car and purposely forgot the speed limit. Trying to get home as soon as possible to figure out where you’d run to.

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You lay there feeling defeated by the things you knew you should be doing. No motivation followed the sinking feeling of desperation. Your body had simply had enough of the mental stress. It was waging a war with your brain, and you wished more than anything your mind could be left out of it.

It was no use. You rolled onto your side and picked up a book that had been stacked on your night table for ages. The small paperback felt like it weighed as much as a gold brick, you felt your eyes try to resist focusing on the small black print.

Fucking useless.

You abadoned your attempt and put the book down on the bed. You were in some sort of state between awake and asleep when your husband's voice floated up through the house.

“NO - I WANT TO KNOW WHERE THE FUCK MY WIFE IS.”

Guilt shot through you at laying in bed, clearly there was something you were meant to do today and you’d forgotten. You sat bolt upright and resisted the urge to puke. His footsteps got closer and the bedroom door flew open.

His eyes looked at you in surprise. You realised your hair must be a mess, blankets wrapped around you like a cocoon of laziness. The anger rolling off of him was unavoidable, and you felt yourself start to panic. Normally you’d rise to the challenge and take him down a notch.

“Where are my kids?”

“Your kids? Our kids are at school” You whispered, unable to put any spice in your tone.

“At school?” He looked puzzled. He looked you over again like he was trying to understand some great mystery. He sighed and resisted the urge to put a hole in the wall.

To your surprise, he slipped off his shoes and undid his tie. He came over and sat on his side of the bed and took another deep breath.

“Are you alright? Sick or just-” He picked up the discarded romance novel and gave you a coy look. You tried to swat it out of his hands but he was too quick for you. He opened it and pulled himself down onto the bed next to you.

“Trapped in a hypnotic state of pleasure he freed her tender bosoms from her restrictive gown -”

“Stop! That’s enough.” You wrestled the book away from him, and he trapped you in his strong grip easily.

“Good lord, I’m your husband, not your priest.” He looked down at you trapped against his chest.

“Have you just come home to shout at everyone and then torment me, eh?”

“Charlie called me from the yard saying - well fuck -whole fucking family thinks you’ve let Johnny dogs take the kids while you - well the whole thing doesn't make any fucking sense. Should have called home is what I should have done.” He released your arms to light a cigarette.

“Didn’t realize they’d just been shipped off to school because their mother was enchanted by the spell of - whatever that bloke's name is.” You looked up at his nature, he looked relieved. You couldn't remember the last time you’d had a private moment with him in this type of mood.

“Couldn’t read - Can’t do anything. Just - my bones are tired, there's a million things I should be doing. But I just - can't” tears started to well up in your eyes and his arms found their place around your body.

“Just got the blues then.” He answered easily. Initially, you were irritated by his diagnosis. “Your mind stresses your body out to the point where it just stops. Your body needs to rest, but your mind won’t stop eating at you.

“You get like this?”

“If I didn’t feel like it was life or death all the time I would, yeah.”

“How do you fix it?” Normally he wasn’t so open with you, normally conversations were like gymnastics. Took more effort than they were worth a lot of the time. He looked into your eyes and you knew your husband well enough to know that he could feel that same statement.

“Opium.” He whispered and you tensed up in an attempt to smack him. “Lucky for you I’m here to give you a much better prescription.”

“And what's that then? Whiskey?”

“I think the pompous spell caster bloke had the right idea personally.” He wiggled his eyebrows at you and you wondered if you were still asleep. Did you fall into another world? Or did the thought of you packing up and leaving freak him out this bad? Bad enough to pause with you to ensure that you were okay.

He shifted himself and placed a soft kiss to your lips. Somehow managing to put his cigarette out on the night table.

You felt your body respond, not just to the passion but the care in his touch as he ran his hands over you.

That’s when the universe decided to play its usual cruel tricks on you. Suddenly a whole bunch of commotion erupted from downstairs. You groaned loudly in frustration as he pulled away.

“SHE’S FUCKING SICK YOU ASSHOLES. BE QUIET!” Esme’s loud irritated voice called out, but the commotion only picked up again.

“To bring her food.”

“What like you didn’t think the rest of us would come by?”

“She’s closest to me you knew I’d be here.”

“This was probably Thomas!”

“It really hurt when you put that dent in the car and you never apologized.”

You listened to snippets of the conversation as you and Tommy descended the stairs. Everyone was arguing with each other and you soon realized the whole family was there.

“Your alive!” Arthur announced. Everyone's focus shifted from you to Tommy standing behind you. You stepped on his foot in warning to keep his mouth shut and you quickly took control of the meeting before it resulted in bloodshed.

“You all came here to check on me?” tears welled up in your eyes. “How thoughtful! I really can’t express how much this means.” You let your tears fall and really tried to drive the point home, in hopes that maybe you could get them to overcome this feud.

“All my favorite people together! Excuse me” You dabbed your eyes. “ I got a bad case of the blues, I didn't mean to cause a panic.”

“Well, you're easily missed ‘round these parts,” John said giving you a smile. “Had to make sure Tommy hadn’t sold you off or anything.”

Tommy’s jaw clenched and you grabbed his arm hoping it would be enough to get him to hold his tongue.

“I’d never. No one else to put up with me these days.” He answered calmly. You watched as they took in his words, you were happy when Esme laughed at the tension allowing others to do the same.

Next thing you knew people were pilled into the kitchen whiskey poured. The rosier the faces the more they seemed to relax around each other. Esme had brought you your favorite treats from a bakery across town. Linda had a whole massive pot of your favorite soup made.

The boys just brought their hugs and whispered questions needing assurance that you were fine. Tommy was in line. They all still did business together, but you could see that they were missing this just as much as you were. Enough to let sleeping dogs lie.

Finn showed up at one point after hearing from someone else that’d you died in your sleep. Panic left his features as he embraced you tightly.

You had everyone stay for dinner, all the kids eating as fast as possible to go play.

Stories and jokes were told, which soon turned into songs. Something hit you as your chest vibrated, ears filled with the off-key singing of your family. This was what was missing. Tommy’s arm was around you, his face less grumpy looking as even he sang along.

This was the only cure for the blues.

You cried, as the feeling of belonging washed over you. Your crying made Esme cry, once she was crying Polly was crying - and Linda, though she would never admit it also looked a bit misty.

“No - come on ladies -” John started but was quickly silenced by Arthur's loud wail, pulling his brothers (as many as he could reach) into a tight embrace.

“Well if you’ve all got it out of your system. We should probably check on the kids.” Linda cleared her throat, fascinated by the edge of her napkin.

“Or we could go play around? Pretty sure they are playing hid and seek.” Tommy said easily.

John let out a whoop and everyone piled out of the kitchen.

“Why are all the lights off?”

“Charlie!” Tommy called out. He came down the stairs and became almost explosive when hearing that they wanted to play. All the kids came to the bottom of the stairs and explained they were playing hide and seek - with the lights out. You resisted laughing at how this affected them.

They had a whole system for how the game worked and who had to do what. But once realizing that they didn't have the brain capacity to follow along. Charlie just decided it was kids vs. adults.

All they had to do was hide.

So they did. All taking off in various directions. You paused down the back hallway unsure of where to go. With a house that big you could probably find a cupboard somewhere. Before you could make it to the end of the hallway large arms pulled you into the wine cellar and you resisted the urge to let out a yelp.

Tommy pulled you against him ducking down behind a large barrel. Before you could speak his lips were on yours with a fever driven from more than just need. It was a thank you. Family back together, kids happy, all of it because you were too tired to get out of bed.

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They all spent the night awake. Eventually moving outside to start a bonfire. Wrapped in blankets they let the kids stay up with them, realizing that the little ones wouldn't have experienced these types of gatherings before. So they told all the spooky stories. Polly managed to get a few screams out of the little ones.

Johnny dogs, Charlie, and Curly came around for the fun too.

It became a monthly type of thing moving forward.

Fancy gifts, horses, you had never seen the kids that happy. Ruby settled herself in Tommy's arms, tucking her face in his neck every time the story would get scary. You wanted to lean over and comfort her - but you could see that in her world Daddy’s arms were still the safest place in the world. She’d been having a hard time with him gone so often that you knew it was best to let her enjoy her time with him.

How on earth he thought you were taking the kids away blew his mind. Ruby still insisted he go to her room every night and pick out a dress for her. Didn't matter how late it was or if she was asleep. He had to pick out a dress and leave it hanging for her to wear the next day. Somehow she always knew if someone else had done it.

Charlie was next to his cousins laughing at the little one's reactions to his favorite stories.

#peaky blinders #tommy shelby #tommy shelby imagine #tommy shelby x reader #peaky blinders imagine #thomas shelby #shelby family

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artsy-dreamer · 11 months

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For the fictional friendships ask: Asahi and Nishinoya; 1, 3, 5, and 13?

My boys!! I love them 💛💛 Thanks so much for the ask!! And sorry it took me so long to answer ;-; I kinda had a lot going on…

…ok I’m still very behind on Haikyuu, so I don’t know a whole lot about them yet… won’t stop me from making an attempt though XD Their friendship makes me happy 😊

When I think they became friends (if canon already hasn't showed how they became friends)

I’m kinda leaning toward them meeting at volleyball club in Noya’s first year of high school- simple as that, a libero and his ace bonding over their shared interests and becoming a powerful team together 😊 I have to wonder if maybe Noya was drawn to Asahi because he saw a bit of himself in the guy- from what I’ve heard, Noya himself was quite the anxious little guy when he was younger, so I can definitely see him wanting to be the kind of friend he needed back then 🥺 And with Noya’s friendly demeanor and his efforts to include Asahi in conversations and invite him to hang out on weekends, show interest in his other hobbies and nudge him out of his comfort zone and all that, it’s only natural that they’d grow closer and develop the strong bond they have now- I love how despite their age difference, they seem to treat each other as equals and look up to each other, it’s really sweet :’)

3. A random headcanon I have of them

Somehow I ended up with the headcanon that Noya is prone to headaches, and I just love the idea of Asahi being a good comfort to Noya when he’s not feeling well- gives him temple massages, makes sure he’s getting enough water to drink and all that :’) And one time, there was some construction taking place close to where Noya lives, and it was giving him headaches and making them harder to get rid of, so sometimes Asahi would let Noya stay over at his place where it was quieter and rest until he felt better- maybe he even cuddled with Noya until he fell asleep :’) I love the idea of Noya learning that cuddling has scientifically proven health benefits, and just latching onto that fact and constantly using it as an excuse because the dude LOVES him some cuddles XD

5. A scene I wish we had of them

…tfw I don’t know all their scenes yet XD But judging from these questions, I’m guessing canon hasn’t shown how they met, so I’d love to see that… but other than that? I love me a good hug scene, so I’ll go with that XD if they had a canon hug scene i probably would’ve seen dozens of redraws already lol

I just wanna see Noya make a running start and jump up to hug his buddy, and Asahi is standing there with his arms wrapped around Noya while his tiny little legs dangle off the ground XD That’d be so cute, lol

13. What I think would have happened if they never met

From what I’ve heard, they don’t seem to have *quite* as much of a deep fated connection as some other pairs in Haikyuu? Like, they’re in each other’s lives and they care a lot about each other but they’re not completely floundering on their own either :’D So I guess their friendship is kind of like that one post about double chocolate chip cookies- it may not be necessary for them to exist, but I sure wouldn’t want to live in a world without them! 😊💕💕 I suppose they’d be fine, but their lives just wouldn’t be as enriched as they could be? I mean, Noya does have other good buddies that he has a lot of fun with, but like… since he had more anxiety when he was younger, maybe Asahi would get him in a way that others might not, and if they’d never met, Noya might not have that connection with someone he could relate to in his life 😔 Same with Asahi- while he has other good friends in the volleyball club too, Noya seems to be the one he clicks with the most :’) And without him around, maybe it would’ve taken a bit longer for Asahi to come back to volleyball club- I just love how the reason Noya so adamantly refused to play without Asahi is because he didn’t want the guy thinking they could get by without him 🥺 It warms my heart how well Noya understands Asahi and how supportive he is of him!! Always pushing him to do his best because he knows he has it in him!! I’m just really glad they DID meet, because they have such a wonderful friendship and they make each other’s lives brighter… they are a package deal your honor 💛

ok that was a lot… can you tell I’ve been itching to gush about Haikyuu or XD So thanks for the excuse! 💕

#haikyuu #haikyuu!!#yuu nishinoya #asahi azumane #brotp #oh gosh if all this ends up being horribly inaccurate I will be SO embarrassed 😂 already am tbh :’D #plz I had to go find the recaps of asahi’s debut cuz I could barely remember half of what happened I’m a fraud- 🙈#listen my knowledge of haikyuu may still be sparse but my love for it is not ok :’D #anyway funny story the last time I posted about these boys I was feeling a bit indignant cuz I saw a post saying #that noya deserves better than asahi and I was like >:o that is RUDE????#pretty sure noya would dropkick you for disrespecting asahi like that tbh :p can’t change my mind lol #listen they love each other and they’re important to each other ok :’)#noya doesn’t WANT better than asahi because asahi already IS the best thank you very much ✨😌✨#anyway XD guess I had a lot to say about these bois :’) they’re just so good I love em

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entireoranges · 5 months

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This past week Jason and I spent the week on the strip at Caesars Palace. I had the entire week comped over 1k for around $300. Wahoo for taxes and resort fees! Not really complaining because hell of a deal. Though to be honest the amount we spent on food including room service fees likely will equal the amount we saved on the room being “free”.

We went because attending the Depeche Mode concert on that Friday. I quite enjoyed it. I will be the first to admit not really a FAN or know much about them, but I know 90% of the songs performed. I’m tired of people acting like to attend concerts you have to be stans of an artist/band; sometimes simply liking them is enough.

Unfortunately Jason didn’t really enjoy the show. He knows their music far less then me and found it so loud it was giving him a horrible headache. And because of that and other health reasons plus to beat the crowd we left during the encore. Yes I missed two ICONIC songs and I won’t lie I was bummed, but ultimately his health is the most important thing. I know he’d do the same for me if the tables were turned.

Tuesday my parents joined us because the four us all had a concert on Wednesday. Originally they were going to stay in our room but decided maybe getting them their own was a better idea. So we booked them one under Jason’s name since our room was still being under mine. We weren’t very happy it like $300 for a single night. But we excepted it. However when we went to check in told not only he got an update but an update to the luxury hotel with Caesars…Nobu. $400 room for free. Well $57 because again fees and taxes. We saw the room…pretty damn nice!

My dad had an appointment and had to do things at the house so my mom had a nice breakfast just her and I, then we joined Jason in our room to hang. Within a few of being there we heard a siren pass by the window, then another, followed by more and more. The three of us were confused and I will admit at first making jokes about the number, then it got to the point we were like something serious as to going on. Yeah our hotel was just blocks from UNLV campus where there was an active shooting.

The Wednesday concert was U2 at The Sphere. Jason as been excited about this for months. Sadly right before heading to the venue he started feeling really unwell and decided not to go. Feel bad for him because I know meant a lot to him. And my dad too. Honestly? Neither me and my mom were that excited. But I’m not excited we had to miss because of the reason why. Good news though not the full amount he was able to resell all 4.

Even though our checkout is Thursday it’s Wednesday and we are home. The plan we always to come home after the concert. I just hope us not physically being in the building will mess with online checkout in the morning. I’m sure it should be ok, likely situation like this happen to others.

That was my week. Or the highlights. Oh. Did have a $600 dinner! Never paid that much for a meal in my life. Good food. However I don’t think I plan on doing that again LOL.

#my thoughts #my hubby #depeche mode #unlv shooting #u2 #the sphere #caesers palace

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triforce-of-mischief · 1 year

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It’s time to have fun and gush over your works! Post up to three scenes from your story/stories that you love and talk about them! :D

Oooo thank you, this should be fun!

They each were reading; Malon had a book on archery and she wasn’t able to make out anything of the foreign Hylian displayed on the spines of the others. She subtly glanced up every now and then to see that while Four and Legend had started out on opposite sides of the couch, they both kept shifting their weight so they had eventually scooted next to each other. By the time their elbows were touching, Malon realized that Four had not turned a page in over five minutes. He kept squeezing his eyes shut with a pained scowl, and finally slipped a bookmark in between his current pages. Malon put her book aside as well, standing when Four did. Legend looked annoyed at the second time his brother had left his side that day but stubbornly kept reading.

“Are you feeling all right, hon?” Malon intercepted Four and reached out to feel his forehead with the back of her hand. Like Wild had the day before, Four flinched slightly at the touch. Unlike Wild, he refused to meet her eyes and pulled back on his own.

“I’m fine. Just a headache is all. I’ll go upstairs and try to rest a bit.” Four explained in a hushed voice, walking past her towards the stairs.

“Okay then, I hope you feel better soon.” Malon called, equally hushed, then returned to her chair. She and Legend spent a few minutes pretending to read, her with increasingly frequent glances at the stairs and him with slowly curling shoulders due to the lack of physical contact.

-Mom of Four

A lot of thought went into every bit of this story, and I had fun hiding tons of little details. At first, Malon had a book about gardening but it just didn't feel right. Then I had a "duh!" moment and switched it to archery to reference that one doodle. And hopefully you noticed Legend in the background: he's very subtle about it but he also spends the day quiet, lonely, and more than a little touch-starved. This may be Four's spotlight but you better believe Legend is standing just behind the curtain.

A flash of lightning illuminated the cabin for a split second, and Legend saw Wind’s wide eyes staring straight back. “Gah! Quit that, you little creep,” Legend grumbled. He shifted until his back was turned to Wind. The roll of distant thunder finally reached them, and Legend groaned. “Yeah, nobody’s coming for us tonight.”

“At least we’ve got each other!” Wind chirped.

Legend heard rustling and suddenly felt a warm weight pressing against his back. “Are you…?”

“Shhh,” Wind giggled. With a contented hum, he wiggled a little closer to Legend. The vet rolled his eyes, but allowed himself a secret smile. It was nice, being close to his brother without Warriors or the others teasing them.

“This reminds me of whenever we have to hide from a hurricane on Outset,” Wind mused. “We all sleep in the same house and tell funny stories and eat cookies by lanternlight and-”

A bolt of lightning struck much closer this time, the resulting thunder making Legend flinch involuntarily.

“And,” Wind continued as if he had never been interrupted, ��Sometimes we sing.”

Before Legend could process this information, Wind cleared his throat and began to sing.

“Now the rain is coming down hard and it’s getting dark The thunder is cracking and the lightning’s lighting my yard And the shadows seem to lurk, cause this lantern doesn’t work But don’t you worry when the lights go out.”

-A Storm of Fluff

This is from the fluffiest dang thing I've written, and it still surprises me how I managed to chase all the naughty angsty thoughts away. Legend's scared of the storm? Never mind that, Wind's singing a Doodlebops song! That might be one of the best ideas I've had, it's so cute and a fun way to spread some nostalgia. And of course there's Wind going 👁👁 in the dark lol.

Sky sounded guilty, which immediately put Legend on edge. “Since you’re awake, I wanted to warn you before the nurse got back. You, um.” He bit his lip, reluctant to make himself tell Legend the rest.

“Just spit it out,” Legend mumbled, a hint of his normal snark coming through.

Sky gave Legend a faint smile before continuing. “They’re going to give you some medicine. I’m not sure what triggers you the most about being in the hospital, but I’m betting this is one of them. You’re gonna get a couple of shots, okay?”

Legend’s chest tightened more than he would have thought possible given the circumstances, his heart beginning to pound. His head swirled, past and present combining in a mishmash of fear. “Okay,” he gasped, begging his body to calm down.

He had always had a mild aversion to needles, leading him to seek coping techniques and avoid piercing his ears even though just about every other kid at school had at least one pair of earrings. After the accident, though, they had the added bonus of being associated with the pain and confusion of waking up, the intense discomfort of having something buried inside him that didn’t belong, the helplessness of having to endure while knowing that the same treatment hadn’t been able to save her.

“Whoa, Legend, you have to breathe, come on, please-”

Legend was suddenly aware that he was in fact not breathing, mouth slightly open like a fish on land. He forced his congested lungs back into an uneven rhythm, coughing roughly as soon as he regained enough oxygen.

“There you go. It’ll be over fast, right? At least you don’t need an IV,” Sky said, trying to reassure him.

Legend flinched. “Don’t,” he said through gritted teeth, “talk about that.”

Sky stood from his chair, still keeping Legend’s hand in a firm grip. To Legend’s surprise, he sat on the bed, one leg hanging off the edge.

“Is that even allowed?” Legend asked, not wanting his friend to get in trouble. Would he get reprimanded? Banned from his room? Legend quickly extinguished that last thought.

Sky gave him a confident smile. “It is now. Besides, if I’m going to get sick I think it’s too late to prevent it now.”

Someone loudly knocked on the door, making them both jump. Legend’s head whipped around and he stared at the metal handle, eyes wide.

Sky reached over and gently turned Legend’s head back to face him. “Can you be brave for me?” he asked quietly, and Legend gave a small nod. “Good.” Sky pulled Legend closer until his face rested against Sky’s shoulder, unable to see. “It’s better if you don’t look,” Sky whispered as the door opened.

-Sicktember 2022 Day 11

This was a rollercoaster to write, and it was fun to combine pneumonia, Koholint angst, and a fair bit of projection into one prompt fill. Just as Legend thinks he can stand being in the hospital as long as Sky's by his side, he gets warned about his next treatment and gets a panic attack. Sky may not be the best at knowing what to say, but dang it he's going to keep trying until he gets it right. Legend needs it too, his panic has overtaken common sense and his instinct is to look at the equipment even though that's the last thing he should be doing. If Sky wasn't with him, well. Let's just say this would be a far, far worse experience.

#lu #lu four #lu malon #lu legend #lu wind #lu sky #fable writes #fable's asks #chatting with anon!

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zestyderg · 2 years

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AW YEA PART 2 LETS GO. This post is entirely made of headcanons this time (no drawings sadly). I hope you guys like a shit ton of words because that's all there is here lol.

After running some simple tests and making plenty of observations, Scatterly learns quite a bit about Joe's vampire form.

-Joe is very much alive and not an undead.

-Joe is totally unaffected by garlic or silver.

-He also doesn't burn in sunlight. His eyes however are much more sensitive and more suited for a nocturnal life. Luckily his hat keeps the sun out of his face so it really isn't that big of an issue.

-Speaking of nocturnal life, Joe finds he has much more energy at night, and gets tired during the day. Not good when you're trying to run a fossil park but Joe tries his best to not suddenly pass out on his desk while he's working. What's his prime solution? Forcibly making himself sleep at night and drinking even more coffee than normal during the day.

-His elongated ears are not just for show. His hearing is quite sharp now. This is kind of a problem. Vivosaurs and people are loud, and he's much more prone to getting headaches now. Everyone tries to keep their voices down for him, even the vivosaurs (ptera in particular settles for lightly clacking his beak and trying to preen Joe instead of cawing like usual).

-He's got quicker reflexes and is physically stronger too. The fact that Terry managed to kick Joe off of him is just due to luck and catching the cowboy off guard. If that hadn't worked Terry would be dead. Joe thinks about this a lot :(.

-Oh yea he can breathe fire just like a breme. In his normal vampire form it's super unlikely to happen unless he's really mad.

-Normal food lost a lot of its flavor to him and blood tastes different now. It seems that each person's blood has a distinctive flavor to it, so yea uhm he can identify a person solely based on blood flavor. Terry apparently is slightly sour. Joe tells Scatterly to NOT tell Terry that he said that, or Terry is gonna throw a fit and also probably only think about the fact that he tastes sour to his vampire boss who accidentally tried to kill him for probably the rest of his life. Joe wants to spare his staff leader that burden. Scatterly is gonna other people that aren't Terry lol.

-Animal blood is rather ok as a substitute to human blood. It can keep the cravings at bay, but the downside is that Joe has to drink quite a lot of animal blood in order to stay sated. In fact, drinking a ton of animal blood is only equal to a rather small amount of human blood in terms of energy. It's fine sure, and Joe could live off of it, but living solely off of animal blood isn't ideal in the slightest, and Joe is going to be a bit more sluggish and tired as a result. It's worth it to him, though, since his friends won't be put in harm's way due to a blood craving.

-Getting human blood from blood banks is far more difficult than getting animal blood from a butcher. Most blood banks aren't willing to give up much of their blood, especially if the reason for needing blood is "I'm a vampire please help", so Joe's supply of human blood is pretty limited. It's not fresh either, so it isn't as healthy for Joe. Still, it's better than nothing and Joe will take what he can get at this point.

-Regular breme flock to him. Sometimes you can see breme trail after him when he's walking around the park, with the bremes' fighters desperately trying to get them back. These breme act very friendly towards him, some even rub against his legs like weird cats. He doesn't mind them too much but would rather they be with their fighters and out of his way.

-He purrs! He doesn't really notice at first but once someone points it out to him he gets all embarrassed about it. He almost always does it when he's content, and it sounds kind of like a cheetah purr. One time, he pulled Todd into a hug while he was upset and started purring without realizing it. Not only did Todd calm down very quickly but he actually just straight up fell asleep too. As it turns out, Joe's purrs are rather comforting. Joe will totally see plenty of use for that in the future.

Of course after Dina and Todd see his new werebreme form and tell everyone about it Scatterly stays up during the next full moon to document how different this form is. What he finds is the following:

-Werebreme form is even stronger and faster than his vampire form. His claws and teeth are razor sharp and the fact that he's big enough to just shove someone's head in his mouth is rather unnerving to think about.

-like Dina pointed out, he's indeed quite fluffy.

-Ok this applies to both forms of Joe but his eyes can dilate and once they do you know he's going Dumbass/Silly Mode. Breme Joe getting the zoomies is slightly terrifying, to be honest. Definitely a sight to behold at the very least. He can run laps around dig sites for a while, he's got super endurance (his endurance was already really good before the breme incident but now it's really, REALLY good). Can't let him fossil battle though, he isn't a true vivosaur and will straight up die instead of turning into a medal if he tries to fight actual vivosaurs.

-Speaking of running, he can run comfortably both bipedally and quadrapedally.

-Do NOT turn your back on him for too long or run from him, he's like a big cat, he WILL instinctively start to stalk you, chase you, and then pounce on you. But he's not really gonna hurt you, once he's got you pinned he'll snap out of it, apologize, let you up, and warn you not to do that again if you don't want to nearly have a heart attack.

-Similarly, try not to get a cut around him. This goes for both forms, do not bleed around Joe or you'll find that the scent of fresh blood makes him a bit... possessive. He'll follow you around, staring at the cut, pupils narrowed to thin slits like a true breme, and getting uncomfortably close to you. Part of him just wants to make sure you're ok. The other part of him wants to go sucka sucka, and while Joe has pretty good self restraint, if you bleed too much he might just grab you and lick the blood off, and if you're really unlucky, might try to drain even more blood from the wound. He shouldn't be bloodstarved so yelling at him to get off isn't gonna be too hard. He'll apologize a whole lot and will consider himself forever in your debt for putting up with his bullshit.

-Werebreme Joe will puff up his feathers when startled. If you poke his back you can watch that fluff stick straight up just like if you poke the back of a bird's neck. Don't recommend poking him though, that's rude and he doesn't appreciate being randomly touched like that. He is however completely fine with pats if you ask him first.

-Werebreme Joe vocalizes like a breme that got possessed by a demon. His vocalizations are deeper and more guttural. Like if you put breme's sounds into a sound editor, pitched it down, slowed it, that'd be close to what Joe deciding to make breme noises sounds like. He can also do the opposite and turn into a goddamn cleric beast but doing that tends to hurt his throat a bit.

Ok so at this point Joe thinks he only has two options when it comes to getting blood: blood bank and butcher.

Well there's a secret third option: willing blood givers. If you were to offer to let him suck some of your blood first off he'd be soo concerned and confused.

"Yer gonna let me have some of yer blood? Really? Aw shucks, ya don't have to go through all that trouble to help little ol' me. Besides, I don't wanna hurt ya, what if I drain too much? It sounds risky, and frankly I don't feel comfortable enough to try it. I appreciate what yer tryin' to do, though, really I do!"

If you insist, and that you'll help him through it, and tell him when he should stop, and also bring a first aid kit just in case, he might give in. Fresh blood is sooo tempting but Joe's concern for you far outweighs the need for blood (unless he's starving). But if you're that willing, he will give it a shot.

He doesn't go for your neck though, he'll go for your wrist, much safer option, and he's very nervous, poor yeehaw man. He'll tell you to look away so you don't accidentally panic, and to be sure you aren't looking, he might just cover your eyes with one hand and hold your arm with the other.

When he actually starts to drain you, it really doesn't hurt, just feels weird, he's literally sucking on your wrist, after all. His fangs are actually sharp enough that you only feel a slight pinch, and after that nothing. You probably let him have a bit over a pint before telling him to stop. After that he grabs the first aid kit and patches you up right away. He's probably gonna hold you and purr a whole lot, so be ready for that.

He'll ask if you feel alright and will absolutely try to spoil you rotten (LET HIM), buying you all sorts of snacks and drinks and whatever else you could want. You just willingly gave him a ton of fresh blood, your blood, just so that he feels better, and he's eternally grateful for that! The very least he could do is help you replenish all the blood you just lost. It doesn't matter if you try to tell him he doesn't need to do that, he will repay you for this however he can, durn it!

Just... don't let him try to cook anything for you, ok? He will make an effort to make something edible just for you but he's hopeless in the kitchen and chances are he's just gonna burn everything. Let him buy you some nuggets or something idk.

#fossil fighters #fossil fighters champions #zesty's ramblings #the vampire joe au #finally #actual headcanons this time #might make some doodles later to go along with some of this

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kazewhara · 2 years

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stay.

# — pairing: kazuha x gn!reader

# — characters: gender neutral reader, kazuha

# — warnings: mentions of a nightmare & a sprinkle of self-deprecating thoughts (feeling bad for being selfish)

# — tags: some angst, fluff, canon semi-compliant, late night talks with kazuha, yes there are kisses involved why wouldn't there be

# — notes: it's slowly getting lighter outside, lol... anyways, like always, reblogs and reactions are always appreciated, and i hope you enjoy!

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"you're spacing out again."

"hm? am i?" the frozen smile on kazuha's face thaws out and softens as you speak, the present warmth somehow warming even further. his hands are resting comfortably on your cheeks as you cry silently and your tears that once ran rivulets over your skin have their paths broken by his thumb. his hands had attached to your face like a magnet the very second he caught a glimpse of the sheen in your eyes that you tried so desperately to hide. "i don't think i am."

for the first time in about fifteen minutes, you feel the need to laugh. kazuha will never admit when he's lost in his own thoughts. as composed as he is, it's a common occurrence for him to wander into the ever-changing labyrinth that is his mind with no end in sight. it shouldn't be amazing given his ability to conjure words from nowhere at all times of the day, but what you do find a bit strange is how often he seems to lead himself astray whenever he's looking at you.

even when you're standing before him with damp cheeks and a blooming sinus headache, kazuha's lost himself in your eyes.

"you definitely are." you chuckle wetly. as... sweet as it is that kazuha finds you alluring no matter what state you're in, you feel insecurity pluck at your mental. you unconsciously rest your hand over his own and battle the urge to push it away. you're not sure if you should ask him to focus on you or to leave you alone — both options are equally unattractive to you. "what are you thinking about?" is what you come up with after a few seconds.

autumn-colored irises don't gloss over this time. there's a whisper of gold in them, and you realize just how hard it is not to lose yourself in his eyes. kazuha's standing close to you, but he steps even closer. "breathe," he says when he notices your stiffness. "i'm not going anywhere."

and that's kind of the problem, isn't it? why won't he go anywhere? why does he insist on being here all the time? why does he occupy your thoughts and dominate your life the way he does? from the moment you wake up next to him to the moment he lays down beside you at night, kaedehara kazuha is in your heart and mind, and frankly, you don't believe he belongs there sometimes.

he's a drifter; a wanderer. kazuha is like the wind, and it's something you tell yourself whenever he's gone for more than an hour. if he were to just... never return, would you be upset about it? initially, the answer would be a definite yes — that is, after all, what had woken you up so abruptly that you felt the need to wander the deck of the alcor at such an ungodly hour — but once the dust has settled and your mind is flushed free of the sorrow, would you be surprised? would you miss him?

would he miss you?

are you just another encounter in his life? does anything you do hold any real value to him? why is he still here?

"gods, this is so dumb." you hiss at yourself. when kazuha is right before you, you still think such thoughts. you could pour it all out right here, right now, right before him for the world to see, but something keeps your jaw wired shut and grindss your teeth to dust.

there's a frown forming on kazuha's features. "you're not telling me something." his thumbs swipe over your skin gently and your heart stutters in your chest. "was your nightmare about me?"

you raise an eyebrow. "how did you know i had a nightmare?" you ask. "did you learn that by staring at me?"

"you always get up and walk after nightmares." kazuha corrects you. he sounds patient; concerned. "did you think i wouldn't notice?"

you shrug half-heartedly, but swallow back the sudden nervousness in your throat. does that mean he noticed everything else you've been worrying about?

kazuha wouldn't be kazuha if he wasn't paying attention to your every move and privy to your every thought. "you also just told me yourself. you didn't deny it, petal."

ah, you think absently, and he's just a normal, observant guy.

soft lips press against your forehead. "you've been having these nightmares for a few nights now. i haven't followed you so as to give you peace of mind, but enough is enough. i'm so worried about you." kazuha murmurs his concerns so quietly, you almost miss them over the distant crash of the waves against the side of the ship. "i don't want to push you into telling me what's troubling you," he continues, "but i want to remind you that you don't have to shoulder that burden alone. you shouldn't, in my opinion, but i can't force you to speak to me."

you sigh. you want to tell him. you should tell him. you have to tell him. but...

"i know." is all you can manage at first. tell him. tell him, tell him, tell him. "but..."

kazuha perks up at that. you can see the way he eagerly awaits your confession, his hands dropping from your face to your hands, locking your fingers with his and holding them between the two of you.

and so you tell him.

you don't spare a single detail and kazuha doesn't miss a single one. he soaks in every last word, nodding along and transferring some of the weight on your shoulders onto his own. and after you've finished, he waits a moment before speaking.

"after what happened at tenshukaku, you must have overheard me saying that i would part with the crux once i felt the need." there's a crease between his brows that you want to smooth out. your fingers twitch as he keeps talking. "but that was over six months ago now. it sounds like you don't want me to leave but you're--"

"wondering why you haven't already," you finish for him. "like i said, i don't want you to, but... i've been steeling myself for the inevitable for months, kazuha. i'm so tired." your voice cracks and you look away from him. you can feel his eyes never leaving your frame. "you didn't know i heard that, so i understand why there hasn't been an answer. but i need one. please."

there's that silence again. it's broken by the waves and, if you strain your ears, the footsteps of xu liushi as he tirelessly keeps a lookout for any danger, but there is still silence as kazuha thinks about his next words. he's so careful with his words when he's with you -- even more so than usual. there's pauses between his words with you that aren't there when he speaks to others.

kazuha squeezes your fingers. "tell me to stay."

"what?" that's what he comes up with after two minutes of nothing? what was the point in telling him all of that? if it was that easy, you would have done that already. "i can't do that."

"do you not want me to stay, then?" kazuha feigns a look of hurt.

"will you leave if i don't say it?" as soon as the words leave your mouth, the two of you wince in tandem. the very thought of being separated so easily brings you both so much pain that it shows.

kazuha gives you a tiny smile. "of course not. not even an archon could take me from your side, dove." his smile grows into something bordering on cocky — his words hold much more weight seeing as how the electro archon quite literally failed to kill him. he had the lightning scars on his chest and arms to back it up. "but i want to return the favor."

"favor?"

"you taught me to be greedy." beneath the azure glow of the moon, kazuha's crimson cuts clean through it all. he stands out, to put it lightly, and he commands your attention. a gentle breeze brushes his bangs across his forehead. "i want to teach it to you as well."

greed? is that was this was about? were you not being selfish enough? did you not want enough for yourself? when you try to think about hoarding kazuha for your own selfish needs of being loved, you feel guilt standing close by. and immediately, you realize how right he is. even still... "if you come to resent me for tying you down," you ask, a self-deprecating smile souring your face, "what then?"

"as if i would ever resent you for anything." kazuha practically scoffs. he brings your hands up and rests them on his own face, holding them in place. "i am yours from now until forever, songbird. please; tell me to stay."

"i want to." you say. his skin is so warm beneath your fingers. his gaze is so laden with love that you can feel it prickling your cheeks and warming it. you're honest with him — it's impossible not to be. "but kazuha, if you want to leave... i-if you don't want to stay, then--"

kazuha wastes no time covering your mouth with his own, swallowing your doubts with a kiss. your mind goes haywire with the shock, but you reciprocate with a soft sigh. it takes a minute or two before your lover is pulling away and resting his forehead on yours. "you think too much." he mumbles in the space between you. his voice is the loudest, most soothing thing you have ever heard. "talk too much, too. did you know that, dove?"

you huff a laugh. "i learned from the best."

kazuha kisses you again, even longer this time. his lips are soft, so soft, yet so grounding. his kisses are familiar -- they're like coming home and shedding the layers of the day; like resting all your burdens at the door. kazuha is like relief personified, and it's in the way he tilts his head to deepen the kiss, the way you mirror his actions almost on instinct, the way you can feel your breathing evening out. you hadn't realized how much more worked up you were becoming, but with kazuha here, so present and so real before you, you can finally make out one thought.

"stay." you whisper when you finally part. you sound so desperate, so needy, but in that one word you've poured six months worth of desire. "stay with me."

kazuha kisses you quick and pulls you into an embrace. his forehead rests against your shoulder as he holds you close. "for you, my love," he whispers in return, "anything."

✧ born out of sleep deprivation, a horrible nightmare, and overwhelmingly negative emotions (and dehydration)... here you go! this was supposed to be a "stop getting lost in my eyes" cute fluff thing but uh. you can literally see that evolve here, so 😭

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #kaedehara kazuha #genshin kazuha x reader #genshin kazuha #kaedehara kazuha x reader #kazuha x reader #z scribbles #i dunno if i'm gonna sleep. i gotta be up in like 2 hours.

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inevitably-johnlocked · 3 years

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((my account is @mymiddlenameslove tumblr is still being weird lol)) do you have any fics where john and sherlock hold hands for the first time? i just love the build up/panic that leads to some good fluff thank you (*´∇｀*)

Hi Lovely!!!

Bah, sorry about Tumblr being dumb!!!!

What a fun fic req!! I know for SURE I’ve missed a lot, so these are either fics I remember have hand-holding, are tagged with it, or I’ve just re-read and found it in there :D Hope you Enjoy!!

HAND HOLDING / for COMFORT

The Four Incidents by TheGirlWithRedHair22 (K+, 1,064 w., 1 Ch. || S1 Compliant, Hurt/Comfort, Romance, John Whump, Accident, John POV, Hand Holding, Worried Sherlock, Sherlock’s Self Esteem) – The first time John was present when someone insulted Sherlock, he brushed it off as a strange coincidence.

Peacock by ClassyGirlsWearPearls (T, 1,189 w., 1 Ch. || Romance, Cranky Sherlock, Soft John, Hand Holding, Soft Sherlock) – A study in Sherlock and John.

Here to Stay by MockJayPhoenix12 (K, 1,574 w., 1 Ch. || Post Reunion, Friendship, Hurt/Comfort, Headache, Bed Sharing, Care Taker Sherlock, Hand Holding, Fluff) – On Sherlock's first day home, John wakes with a migraine.

Random Numbers by songlin (T, 1,671 w., 1 Ch. || Ace Sherlock / Straight John, Cuddling / Snuggling, Massage, Hand Holding, Bed Sharing, Fluff, Post-TRF, Slice of Life) – A collection of moments in the relationship of asexual!Sherlock and straight!John.

Giveaway Fic #9 - Angsty Sick Fic/Sherlock is Sick by ConsultingPurplePants (T, 1,734 w., 1 Ch. || Sick Fic, Hypothermia) – The next time he awakens is even more chaotic. Two doctors are shouting at each other in the corner, and John is holding his hand so tightly Sherlock is worried he’ll break it. Part 9 of 1000 Tumblr Followers Giveaway Fics

Once is Enough by Jominerva (T, 3,030 w., 1 Ch. || Love Confessions, Domestic Fluff, Whump) – Just as the earth rises to meet the sun at every mountain crest, John reaches out for Sherlock and takes his hand in his own."Tell me it won't end like this," he says, blue eyes holding grey while he laces their fingers together. Sherlock lets out a shaky laugh and shakes his head. "I wish I could."

holding steady by darcylindbergh (E, 12,724 w., 4 Ch. || Post S4, Love Confessions, First Kiss, Growing Old, Gone Fishing, Mood without Plot, Soft Sherlock, Caring Sherlock, POV John Third Person, Anxious Sherlock, First Kiss / Time, Touching, Feeling Old, Sherlock Worship, Crying Sherlock, Cuddles, Comforting, Introspection, Retirement, Hand Holding, Forehead Kisses, Caring John, Bed Sharing, Emotional Love Making) – Sitting on a thick wool blanket at the end of a rickety dock side-by-side, legs dangling over the edge, a styrofoam container of wet, dark dirt between them, they’re fishing. John knows what this is about. This is about finally figuring it out.

A Gossamer Dream by CarmillaCarmine (E, 15,985 w., 4 Ch. || Writer/Teacher AU || First Meetings, Friends to Lovers, Writer John / Teacher Sherlock, Fluff, London, Holding Hands, Online Friendship / Romance, Phone Sex, Anal Sex, Happy Ending, Alternating POV, Scottish John, Online Relationship, Internalized Homophobia, Hand Holding, Forehead Touching, First Kiss/Time, Texting/Sexting, Rimming, Toplock, Sherlock Speaks French) – Sherlock had never realised one could care so much about someone they'd never met in person. Now he is about to meet the friend with whom he's been chatting online for months and his anticipation is reaching a crescendo.

How To Unfold a Heart by elwinglyre (E, 25,477 w., 7 Ch. || Post S4 Fix It, BAMF John, Mentioned Eurus, POV First Person Sherlock, Case Fic, Fluff, Slow Burn Topping from the Bottom, 3 Yr Old Rosie, Introspection, Sexual Fantasies, John Worship, Ogling, Hand Holding, Kidnapping, Domesticity, Sherlock Whump, First Kiss/Time, Doctor John, Caring John, Soft Sherlock, Sensuality, Touching, Crying, Love Confessions, Anxious Sherlock, Rimming, Toplock, Fingering, Bossy Bottom John) – To Sherlock’s dismay, John’s return to Baker Street with Rosie is only temporary. Sherlock’s daily visits to Regent Park with John and Rosie illuminate his lost childhood memories and missed opportunities. But with each trip to the park, Sherlock also feels a growing sense of hope. That is until the past horrors return unexpectedly in a cryptic note folded in the shape of a heart. To decipher the message, Sherlock must uncover the nature of the hearts around him, including his own.

Insanity in the Middle by DotyTakeThisDown (E, 28,010 w., 8 Ch. || Equestrian Sports AU || Alternate First Meeting, POV John, Pining John, Bottomlock, Clueless Sherlock, First Kiss/Time, Passionate Kisses, Hand Holding, Caught Making Out, Bed Sharing, Spooning, Blow Job) – John is a world-class eventing rider with a gold medal and several four-star wins to his credit, but he's never won at Rolex. Sherlock is an up-and-coming rider taking the sport by storm.

Lucifer's Gardens by ampersand_ch (E, 32,679 w., 12 Ch. || GERMAN VERSION || Romance, Friendship, Friends to Lovers, Murder, Poison / Drugging, Mystery, John Undercover, Academic Club, Therapy, Rituals, Jungian Archetypes, Doctors & Physicians, Grief/Mourning, Esotericism, Hospitals, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Love Confessions, John Falls In Love With Another Man, Jealous Sherlock, Crying, Doctor John, Hand Holding, First Kiss/Time, Mysticism, Hugging, Touching) – John goes undercover for an investigation as a favour to Lestrade in a village in Suffolk. The events surrounding the case awaken deep-seated fears in Sherlock. While John begins to come to a realisation of what he needs in Lucifer's Gardens, Sherlock tries to find a way to reach John – in more ways than one.

A Promise Made to Be Broken by PlantsAreNeat (E, 37,018 w., 7 Ch. || Fake Relationship, Pining, Slow Burn, RST, Eventual Relationship, POV Sherlock) – A young John makes an ‘if we’re still single at 40, we’ll get together’ pledge to a woman who ends up all wrong for him. She keeps reminding him of the promise, and won’t let go of it. John asks Sherlock to pose as his boyfriend at a family wedding, so as to dash her hopes permanently. Sherlock, who has at last acknowledged his feelings for John, reluctantly agrees despite knowing how painful it will be to ‘have’ John, but not keep him.

A Love with No Name Series by aceofhearts61 (G to M, 49,955 w. across 20 stories || Asexual Sherlock / Straight John, Est. Rel, Queerplatonic Relationship, Romance, Cuddling, Fluff, Platonic Romance, Domestics, Rape/Non-Con) – In which Asexual!Sherlock and Straight!John are platonically in love life partners.

The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse by SilentAuror (E, 50,635 w., 1 Ch. || Post-S4/S4 Divergence, Case Fic, For a Case / Reverse Fake-Relationship, Conferences, Marriage Equality, Travelling / New York, Pride, Homophobia, Bottomlock, Marriage Proposal, John POV, Sexuality, Love Confessions, Emotional Love Making, Public Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, Passionate Kissing, Needy/Clingy Sherlock, Virgin Sherlock, Touching / Hand Holding, Bed Sharing, Little Spoon Sherlock, Intense Orgasms) – John and Sherlock go to New York to attend a conference run by the National Defence of Traditional Marriage Coalition in order to investigate the potential bombing of the annual Manhattan Pride parade. As the conference unfolds, John finds himself repulsed by the toxic ideology being presented, which becomes relevent to his own unacknowledged issues and his friendship with Sherlock...

Repairing the Broken Things by BakerTumblings (M, 75,252 w., 15 Ch. || S4 Compliant, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Medical Trauma, Hospitals, Big Brother Mycroft, Misunderstandings, Realizations, Severe Accident, John Whump, Pneumonia, Medical Procedures, Bed Sharing, First Time, Healing, Happy Ending) – "I'm calling today to notify you that there's been an accident."

Not Broken, Just Bent by Schmiezi (E, 87,585 w., 43 Ch. || Pining, Love Confessions, Rape/Sexual Assault, Torture, Hurt/Comfort, Heavy Angst, Villain!Mary, Suicidal Ideations, Main Character Death, Sherlock First Person POV, Parentlock, Sherlock’s Mind Palace, Grief/Mourning, Emotional Love Making, Possessiveness, Depression, PTSD, Kidnapping, Virgin Sherlock, Eventual Happy Ending) – "For a second, I allow myself to remember teaching John how to waltz. There is a special room in my mind palace for it. A big one, with a proper parquet dance floor. For a second, I go there. I remember holding him, closer than the World Dance Council asks for, excusing it with the fact that we are training for a wedding, not for a competition. For a second, I feel his hand on mine again, smell his sweat, hear the song we used. For a second, I allow myself to love him deeply. For a second, only a second, that love reflects on my face." Fix-it for S3, starting at the end of TSoT. Evil Mary.

Northwest Passage by Kryptaria (E, 95,157 w., 27 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Canadian AU || BAMF!John, Canadian John, PTSD, Anal / Oral Sex, Rimming, Emotional Hurt / Comfort, Drug Rehab, Falling in Love, Pining Sherlock, Love Confessions, Sherlock’s Violin, Panic Attacks, Switching, Anxious / Protective Sherlock, Hugs for Comfort, Suicide Mentions, Healing Each Other) – Seven years ago, Captain John Watson of the Canadian Forces Medical Service withdrew from society, seeking a simple, isolated life in the distant northern wilderness of Canada. Though he survives from one day to the next, he doesn't truly live until someone from his dark past calls in a favor and turns his world upside-down with the introduction of Sherlock Holmes." Part 1 of Tales from the Northwest

The Lost Special: Family Matters (As Do Relationships) by ShirleyCarlton (M, 144,688 w., 40 Ch. || S4 Fix It Fic / Meta Fic, Unreliable Narrator, John’s Mind Bungalow, Friends to Lovers, Happy Ending, Demisexual Sherlock, Holmes Family, John Whump, Gay Mycroft, Misunderstandings, Drug Addiction, Parenting, TFP is a Nightmare, Virgin Sherlock, Slow Burn, Minor Character Death, Switchlock, John’s Past, Sherlock’s Past, Eurus, Love Confessions) – Sherrinford is not really the name of some high security prison. That was just a figment of John’s frantic coma dream. And Eurus is not actually Sherlock’s sister. That’s just something random she said to John before shooting him. Sherlock and John were never actually estranged. That was just their act to cover up what really happened to Mary – or Rosamund Moran, as her real name has turned out to be. Sherlock does have a secret sibling, though, and his name is Sherrinford. After finally eliminating Moran – though in a rather dramatically different way than they had envisioned – and exposing the truth about Eurus, John encourages Sherlock to delve into his past and to find out whether the reasons to keep Sherrinford away from Sherlock were the right ones, and to discover what really happened in 1981. Along the way, Sherlock and John gradually, finally, stop keeping each other at a distance, and eventually become a proper family of their own.

Against the Rest of the World by SilentAuror (E, 151,714 w., 20 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Post-TRF, Hiatus Fic, POV First Person Sherlock, Present Tense, First Kiss/Time, Big Brother Mycroft, Escaping from Capture, Soft Sherlock, Toplock, Insecurity, Infidelity, Travelling, Introspection, Pining Sherlock, Depression, Fantasies, Yearning for the Past, PTSD Sherlock, Suicidal Ideation) – Sherlock has been away from London for nine hundred and twelve days and counting, and has no idea what sort of reception to expect when he finally returns.

Unkissed Series by 221b_hound (T to E, 184,100 w. across 45 works || Established Relationship, Ace Sherlock) – Sherlock returned from the dead a year ago. John returned to Baker Street six months ago. They've been in a couple since then. or at least, not NOT a couple. For two smart men, they sure can be dumb. Luckily, an art thief tries to drown Sherlock, Sherlock has a fever dream and things are about to change.

#steph replies #johnlock fic recs #holding hands #fluff fics #my fic recs #Anonymous

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