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juniefruit · 4 months

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-[ gamer bf felix ]-

if only all gamer boyfriends acted like Felix, I think the world would be a better place.

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Felix loves video games. For every game he plays, there is a reason. You love listening to his rambling about a game’s graphics or storyline. You’ll be cuddled up in bed, under a thick fluffy blanket, as he explains the plot twists in the game he’s currently playing, or how many annoying side-quests he has to complete. You count his freckles with gentle pokes of your finger as he smiles in bliss. He adores you just for listening to him. You’re his main audience, and he wouldn’t trade you for the world. On the other hand, you could listen to Felix endlessly. His voice is like dripping honey, deep and soothing with his signature Australian accent. Just by being near him, you’ve started adopting some of his accent into your speech. He noticed it one day while you were asking him what he wanted to eat for dinner.

He has experience on almost every console, but he maily uses his PC. If you two don’t have any plans, he’s logging on to play with his mates. Hyunjin and Jeongin join him the most frequently. Sometimes you’ll even join, but Felix does warn you that you will get teased. It’s nothing actually offensive, because they knew that Felix would send them to their grave if they hurt you. Felix loves that you two have so much in common when it comes to video games. Like, if you two play together, it’s a fair match. He doesn’t have to go easy on you or sugarcoat anything, which he appreciates. He can be his true self without worrying about being judged.

You guys go to every comic or video game convention in your city!! If you cosplay, Felix would definitely help you buy the materials you need, and then help you make it. Felix loves it when you take the extra time to make him a cotume too, so you can go as a duo. If your costume has heels, then he definitely carries a backpack with some comfortable sneakers for you to change into once it gets too much!! However, he does get jealous if your costume is a bit revealing. The guys that blatantly stare at women in cosplay tick him off. He would never control what you choose to wear, but expect a clingy and needy Felix once you get back home. You reward him with cuddles and kisses for being such a good boyfriend during the con.

He’s totally committed to helping you achieve the perfect photoshoot in your cosplay. He’ll climb a tree, lay on the floor, you name it, he’ll do it.

Once a week or so, you all have a friend group hangout and hold a mario kart tournament at your apartment. You and Felix make the required pre-game grocery store run. You get a little bit of everything: candy, chips, sodas, the usual. There’s something domestic about going grocery shopping together: taking turns moving the cart, checking items off your list, etc. During the tournament, you’re just as committed as the rest of the guys. It makes Felix feel so proud seeing how well you get along with his friends. Afterwards, you two work together to clean up as fast as possible before putting on some comfortable pajamas and passing out on the bed.

You guys bake!! All the time!! One day, you trudged through the apartment door after a draining day of work, only to immediately be hit with the delightful smell of Felix’s brownies. In an instant, your smile grew as you caught sight of him in the kitchen with an apron on, specks of flour replacing the freckles on his face. The troubles you carried home from work melted away with a sweet kiss and a freshly baked brownie.

One Christmas, you got him gaming headphones with cat ears on them. He was a bit taken aback at first, but now he wears them all the time. They’re actually quite good, He’d say. That’s why I bought them! You exclaimed from the doorway, hands at your hips. You knew he’d like them, even if he didn’t want to admit it. He just “had” to wear them because they were good. This man… You thought.

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gay-dorito-dust · 2 years

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I’d like to request a Jack Russell x Fem reader confession/get together fic. with #1 & #60 pretty please.🥺

Where reader has magic healing abilities (anything she touches heals, but it makes her sleepy if she uses it to much, and her own injuries heal automatically) maybe she confesses to an injured & clingy Wolfie Jack while she’s healing him with pets & cuddles not knowing he’d remember it later on..👀🤭

Could be Fluffy, or could be Spicy..🥴

Maybe ending in Ted and Elsa sipping Tea together (perhaps they had a bet on how long it’d take for Jack & reader to get together, they totally ship it..)😆

Prompt 1- I love you, I hope you know that.

Prompt 60- are we really just friends?

Prompt list

“You got any queens?”

“Go fish.” You replied, watching in amusement as Elsa adds another card to the already thick stack in her hand, murmuring curses under her breath whisky doing so. “Ted, you got any Kings?” You asked the man-thing who pinched two cards within his comically large fingers as he handed them to you, claiming his victory over you and Elsa for the fourth consecutive time. “Unbelievable,” The hunter threw her share of the cards down on the pile, crossing her arms over her chest, “how the fuck are you this good at Go Fish?” She asked Ted as he only shrugged his shoulders but his crimson eyes gleamed with a smugness before picking up and shuffling the cards in preparation for another game.

You couldn’t help but smile at their interactions, basking in the warmth that they gave you whilst you waited for a certain werewolf to come back from hunting. Speaking of which, you found yourself inclined to look over at the forest Jack had disappeared into earlier; the smile on your lips had long since slipped off in exchange for that of a worried frown. Your hand instinctively reached for the coat that hung over your shoulders, clenching the fabric tightly as though it would slip through your hands like sand. Jack had left it in your care before he vanished, along with it was a promise he made to return to camp before you all turned in for the night.

Elsa only suggested to play Go fish because she coincidentally found a pack of cards within the pockets of her coat, that and she wanted to get your mind off of Jack’s whereabouts before you lost yourself within your overwhelming worry. Ted also picked up on your sudden lack of concentration on the game, he would catch you glancing now and then out towards the woods with eyes filled with hope. It was like watching a dog waiting for their owner who was never going to come back. The pair shared a look whilst your attention was elsewhere, to them it was clear as day that you loved Jack more so then words can describe. It was also evident to the duo that Jack felt just as passionately about you as you did him; Neither of you were good at hiding how you truly felt but yet built up an false narrative for yourselves that blinded you both from the truth and prevented the chances of anything more coming from your relationship.

Having had enough of it, Elsa reached across and grabbed your knee, causing you to flinch out of fright before calming down once you realised who it was. “Stop staring out into the forest like a lost puppy dog, Jack will be back in due time, until then you just gotta trust him because you worrying isn’t going to make anything go quicker.” You knew Elsa was right, you knew you shouldn’t be worrying as much as you have and allow yourself to put complete faith in him and his abilities but deep down something didn’t feel quite right. No matter how hard you tried to distract yourself with Go Fish, your mind would always go back to Jack almost every time. You sighed, placing a hand over Elsa’s, squeezing it ever so slightly. “You’re right, he’s a werewolf for fucksakes, he’s more then capable of taking care of himself.”

It was obvious to Ted and Elsa that you were saying these words more so to yourself then to them in an attempt to tricking your brain into believing them. Into gaslight yourself to believe that what you felt in your gut was a misconception for hunger or something else rather then intuition. It wasn’t the most healthiest of methods for certain but Ted and Elsa were all short on ideas on how to help. That was until Ted stared gesturing for you to get in the tent behind him. “That’s nice of you and all Ted but I’m not in the mood to sleep-“ “oh just get into the tent y/n, me and Ted will wake you when your lover comes back.” You immediately tense at her teasing words. “He’s not my lover.” You rebutted. “You sure about that?” The hunter asked, “because I’m pretty certain that isn’t your coat that your wearing is it?”

The coast in question did in fact belong to Jack but he had given it to you before he left. When you had asked him why, the poor man barely stumbled his way through a sentence before coming up with anything believable. You swore you never saw a man go through so many stages of being flustered as Jack did. “He told me that I should keep it safe for when he gets back.” You justified, keeping a tight grip on the coat that smelt like cinnamon, pine, morning dew that clung onto grass with a hint of wet dog. Elsa didn’t seem convinced as she merely raised her eyebrows and smirked, “oh if that’s all it is then why don’t you let me take care of it-“ “No!” You exclaimed loudly when Elsa was about a mere millimetre away from snatching the coat from your shoulders. Ted and Elsa looked at you with wide eyes, shocked and embarrassed by your outburst you immediately stood up from your spot near the campfire and made your way to the tent. “I’ll be taking that nap now, wake me up when Jack arrives.” You said before zipping the opening shut behind yourself.

“Christ they’re hopeless.” Elsa started when she knew you were fast asleep. ‘probably cuddled up in Jack’s coat.’ She thought to herself as Ted made a noise of agreement. “They want to kiss Jack so badly it’s making them look stupid.” She continued to rant though it only because she wanted the best for you and Jack. You both along with Ted had gotten her out of some shit soon after claiming the bloodstone as her birthright and while she was capable of handling her own, she was grateful of the help you had given to her. Ted proceeded to make a series of noises describing how often he was the middle man for you both when it came to admitting your hidden feelings for one another. He has grown numb from how many times Jack had talked about the littlest things you did that he thought were cute alongside with you echoing the same line of thought but for Jack.

“I hate to say it Ted but I think it’s about time we stepped in-wait…what is that?” Elsa stopped herself from finishing off her thought as her eyes caught onto a large, hairy silhouette slinking towards them, obviously in pain. Ted looked to where Elsa was gesturing towards and with a single glance, he was already up on his feet and moving over to the silhouette, allowing it’s hair coated body to collapse into him out of exhaustion. Elsa, weapon in hand, soon caught up to them and got a good look at who has wandered into their campsite, ready for a fight but stopped when she recognised the brown eyes filled with pain that stared back at her. “Jack? The fuck happened to you out there?” Jack only whimpered as his injuries began acting up, smelling the air and locking onto your familiar scent before pushing himself away from Ted and towards the closed tent.

“Wait! Jack, they’re sleeping don’t-“ It was already too late for warnings as Jack impatiently sliced open the tent flap with his claws before collapsing to his knees next to your sleeping form. Even when sleeping you were still a sight to be seen to Jack as he gently held your cheek in his clawed hand. The size comparison of your hand to his was one of the main factors that fed into his need in being protective of you. Unlike him, you were more prone to getting hurt then he was in due to your healing abilities but more specifically when you overexert them, causing a great deal of fatigue and sleepiness on your behalf. Jack would claim he was never a selfish man but with you, he wouldn’t mind being called the most selfish man alive if it meant getting to be the only person to witness you wake up first thing in the morning or watch over you as you fell asleep at night. He just wanted you and your imperfectly perfect self.

“Jack?” You said softly, having heard a thud extremely close to your sleeping bag, opening an eye to see a pair of big brown eyes stare back at you before fluttering shut as the werewolf fully collapsed onto the floor, seemingly unconscious. “JACK!” You exclaimed, getting out of the sleeping bag and began to heal him of his wounds by combing your hands through his fur. Luckily the wounds weren’t deep but you didn’t want to risk an possible infection occurring later on. “I told you to be careful this time,” you scolded, though still keeping your healing touches gentle and featherlight when skimming over some particularly nasty looking bite marks, “I fear my heart can’t take it when you come back to me like this.” You whispered. “I know this is off topic but I need to get this off my chest before it suffocates me. Some days I can’t help but think ‘are we really just friends?’ Because the way I act when your near isn’t that of friend would.” You admitted, firmly believing that Jack couldn’t hear you in his current state but if you had looked close enough, you would’ve noticed his ears twitching at the sound of your voice.

“I feel lost whenever your away, I fell while when your by my side and I get this warmth within my chest when I see you laugh or smile in general, wishing that I could be the one to make you laugh hard and smile so wide that your cheeks hurt. To me, you look the most pretty when you smile. Ted and Elsa give me shit for looking out for you but who else will? You always looked out for us so I thought it was only fair to repay you in kind. At first I thought of it as an normal thing that friends did for one another but now, it’s more then I could’ve imagined because,” you looked at his serene face, “because as it turns out, I love you. I hope you known that.” It felt weird confessing your feelings when he wasn’t even conscious but it was better then being faced with rejection and ruining your friendship indefinitely. Once you had healed Jack of his wounds you placed his coat over his body and were about to go back to sleep, when two arms reached out and caught you in their embrace as you were then pulled back so that you were pressed against Jack’s chest. Worried that he infect might’ve been conscious during your confession, you were about to profusely apologise but stopped when you felt him nuzzle your neck and staying there. “Goodnight Jack.” You whispered, holding his hand in your own as you fell into a dreamless slumber.

The next morning arose as Jack cuddled himself closer to you, tightening his grip whenever he felt you shift before placing an kiss on your shoulder out of impulse. “Good morning my love.” He whispered, placing another kiss to the base of your neck. “Jack.” He heard you say, “yes, y/n.” “Did you…did you happen to hear anything last night? Anything I said to be more specific?” Jack smiled to himself as he remember every heartfelt word in your confession, vowing himself to hold it close to his heart forevermore. “I might’ve but my memory might need jogging a little.” He teased as he lifted himself just enough to get a look at your flustered face before you hide it behind your hands. “Oh my fucking god.” He heard you groan which only made him laugh harder as he pulled at your hands, just enough for him to prep some light kisses against the skin there. The sudden abundance of affection you were receiving wasn’t helping you calm down whatsoever, seeing as it proved in rectifying that Jack had, in fact, been conscious during your confession last night. The fact that he hasn’t rejected you, like you feared he would, and was instead bombarding you with kisses and cuddles only served as proof that in way shape or form, he reciprocated.

“So…are we like lovers now?” You asked him, not wanting to misconstrue anything and Jack felt the same. He brought your hands to his lips, prepping the palms with little kisses before bringing them over his shoulders as he nuzzled himself into your chest, craving your warmth more so then ever. “We are whatever your comfortable with us being. We can go as slow as you like for forcing you into something you don’t want isn’t my intent. Though I must admit I thought to be having a fever dream when you confessed.” Jack chuckled sheepishly, “I didn’t think someone as sweet and as beautiful as you would ever go for someone like me.” He looked into your eyes, seeing how they stared intently at him, making Jack feel more seen then he ever had in a long while. “Now that I know it to be true, I only wish to be selfish with you heart and guard it from those thinking they can easily take it from me.” Without thinking of much else, you held Jack tightly against you so he wouldn’t see the tears glimmering in the corner of your eyes. “Just let me hold you a little while longer before we head out, please.” Jack closed his eyes as he basked in your scent that he knew off by heart. “I have no qualms with that my love.”

Bonus:

“I believe I won the bet.” Elsa said proudly, smirking behind her cup of coffee as Ted made a disgruntled noise of that of a sore loser. “Oi, we mutually agreed that whoever won the bet would get first dips on where we eat tonight.” Ted huffed, sipping on his tea as a silence lingered between the two of them before the hunter decided to pipe up, “how about sushi?” Ted cried out in agreement as Elsa playfully scoffed, wondering how she managed to get stuck with the three of you.

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somnolent-scout · 10 months

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I discovered a post of yours that was "send me things of sniperscout/speeding bullet." I have no clue how long ago that was, but I shall not give a fuck, as I am looking for a place to put my Speeding Bullet headcanons!

Scout loves flaunting the relationship. And he has none of the tact of the other couple in the base (Heavy and Medic). His morning greeting to Sniper when he comes into the common room for coffee is shouting "Mornin' Sexy!" at the top of his lungs. It makes Demo spit his scrumpy out every time. (And yes, Demo does drink scrumpy that early in the morning, because it's Demo.)

Sniper, on the other hand, hates PDA, but when they're alone? He's a clingy bitch, he snuggles and cuddles and hugs and kisses Scout nonstop. Scout always complains, but he always reciprocates.

Their favorite dates? Getting tacos. (THIS IS CANON IT'S LITERALLY IN THE JARATE COMIC) They also love picnics and playing poker. (Snipes is way better than Scout.)

They went on a double date with Heavy and Medic once. It was weird - here you have two semi-normal gay guys in their 20s on a double date with a fat old Russian who has a weird relationship with his minigun and an old sadomasochistic German doctor who put a baboon uterus in a guy once. But the date went pretty well.

Spy is surprisingly supportive of the relationship. He knows Sniper will treat his son well and Scout is head over heels for the guy. He also knows even if he didn't approve of the relationship, Scout, as immature as he is, is a full-grown man and can make his own decisions. (Plus, he has no room to be mad at Scout when he's fucking his mother.)

Sniper is a conniving bastard and he schemes to get Scout and Spy on better terms. Trying his best to stay in his boyfriend's dad's good graces. Funny enough? They're all fairly close now. There's still plenty of petty squabbles, but Spy and Scout are a real father son duo now, thanks in part to Snipes.

I have more, but this ask is long enough XD

Absolutely love these!!!

I personally think that Spy would have to get used to the relationship. I think my favorite portrayal of Dad!Spy and his response to Sniper & Scout being together has to be Marry You? by StarlightSinger32 . Also Run Rabbit Run, but I gotta go reread that one to make sure I'm thinking of the right one.

#sniperscout #sniper x scout #tf2 #team fortress 2 #speeding bullet #speeding bullet tf2

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linkito · 4 months

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HI HELLO HI. dumping these here :3

🎨🌓🌿

THIS IS SO LATE LOL BUT—

🎨 favorite piece of fanart? link it!

Oh god. Oh geez. That’s so hard to judge. I’ll just judge it based on what’s saved on my phone.

Obviously I adore applestruda’s art, it’s always so stunning. This particular piece of Scar from sl has been my phone background since the finale. I absolutely love it.

Next is this piece by skimmeh of stareater au Scar and Grian who I ADORE. I love their Grian he is so creature and pesky. And this specific piece is just so cute. I love the hug under the jacket specifically, the clinginess of it. (it reminds me of how I hug my own bf lol)

And then this particular frame from doody and maruu’s ddvau — I am such a sucker for civilian Grian in this comic. Something about him having a regular, adorable, mundane crush on his coworker Scar amidst a literal superhero chaos au is just… so precious to me?? and this frame of him dreaming of being happy and in love is so— aughhhhh. I use this as my pfp in a few places. I love it.

and then of course general love to some of my other favorite artists like ange whose art always emotionally destroys me and looks so dang soft, plume whose art I just recently found and im obsessed with their expressions, and nox and jas for always spoiling us with desert duo every day and undoubtedly more artists too agdjdhdjfk

🌓 opinions on the watcher lore?

oh I love watcher lore. I specifically love when it’s not overt, when it’s sprinkled in and subtle. but I also love the overt stuff don’t get me wrong.

for personal headcanons, I usually imagine Grian as an escaped watcher-in-training with all of the evo members carrying their own sort of trauma related to watchers. BIG fan of everything Martyn does in the life series too. I literally cheer when the dramatic voice starts playing hehe

🌿 any favorite interpretations?

hmmm this is vague so I’m not sure exactly what it was meant to ask but…

One of my favorite things is the way time is interpreted in @lovesick-x-prince’s Nobody Feels Like You?? if that makes sense??

the fic takes place in third life and I believe it’s written like the events took place over the course of about a year? and the space between places is vast, takes several days to travel across the whole server. and minecraft mechanics are seamlessly worked in, with things like insta-breeding animals and inventory management being minecraft-adjacent but not strange at all. it’s a game but it’s also very realistic and brutal and intense and I seriously love it.

but it’s something about the time specifically, about it being so long, like a lifetime away from home (although they don’t remember home in this fic). I really like that.

And then on a completely unrelated note, I just generally love the headcanon of Grian, Pearl, and Jimmy being siblings. Not even necessarily blood-related, but found family, found flock. It fits them all really well.

ahem OK WOW THAT WAS LONG SORRY IT TOOK FOREVER TO REPLY LOL

#mcyt #linkito answers #hdldhdksndd #sorry it took so long shhhhhh #and I only tagged one person bc I thought the rest might be annoying lol #but I need to be sure my fanfic gushing is tagged #read nobody feels like you seriously #hermitshipping mention

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