#eachother again. because at the TIME i was like ok cool this is fine.

[floshav]

more rodrick PLSSSSS it can be anything

omg this is my first req ever and im so excited thank you!!

you wanted more Rodrick well here's more Rodrick.

part 2 out now!!

summary: Rodricks your best friend but thats not enough for you. As much as you hate to admit, you like the boy. That's why you show up drunk and high at one of his infamous house parties after he'd ranted to you about how he was so so in love with Heather Hills.

warnings: angst, heartache, kissing, Heather Hills, pining, weed, alcohol, crying, one sided love kinda, self hate

wc: 1k+

"She was so pretty."

"Oh yea?"

"No. I dont think you understand, like the way her hair smelled when she strut past me, the smell of..... smell of something light. Fresh! Pink even."

Rodrick practically had stars in his eyes when he described how his crush was at school. You'd be ecstatic if the crush was you, but the world is cruel so here you were talking about Heather Hills for the last hour or so.

"Y'know... I heard she spat on Louise last week. Poor kid, was dosed in her icky saliva for the whole day." Y/n was selfish but she tried to paint Heather in a bad light.

"Shit i'd pay good money for her to spit on me."

Well that backfired she thought.

"Freak" Y/n lightly laughed as she fell back onto Rodricks soft bed. Chest heaving up and down whilst her mind felt clouded.

"What can I say, love makes anyone a freak."

There was that word again. Love. How could he be bloody in love with little miss Heather Hills. The queen of highschool. The perfect girl. Pretty blondie. Pretty face. Y/n quickly began to realise there were plenty of reasons for Rodrick to crush on her. Y/n was a nobody. She thought her face ugly, her style wack, her eyes too uneven. She hated, hated, hated herself and wished she looked like Heather.

"Oh. My. God. I just had the best fucking idea" Rodrick exclaimed with the dorkiest smile he could produce, each fine line below the thickness of his eyebrows seen under the dim lighting of his room.

"Hmm?" Y/n buzzed as she basked in the coolness of his sheets

"M'gonna throw a party" "Heather would definitely come, i mean its one of my parties we're talking about."

Flashbacks to Rodrick's last party hit y/n's head like a train when she remembered how chaotic and horrible the experience was. Drunk teens shouting and chugging unknown beverages, shoulders brushing against shoulders constantly as she tried to find a room she could breath in without having to see another damn couple absolutely devouring eachother. Each and every minuscule second she'd spent in that house made her want to puke. The sight that made her want to puke the most was Rodrick's clearly drunk self throwing himself onto Heather, eyes sparkly with hope whilst she just sat there smiling so sweetly it was sickening.

Quickly she was sent back to reality.

"D'you think that's a good idea?" she questioned, tired.

"Course it is! she always comes to my things"

"Kay' whatever you think is gonna earn you your little dream girl specimen."

"Trust me, this times different." That's what he always said.

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It's ok. It's ok. I-It's.... it's gonna be fine. she told herself as she admired the makeup she'd put on for tonight's occasion, she'd tried to copy one of Heathers famous looks, but quickly realised it didn't suit her skin so she stuck to her usual and hated herself for it. It was dreadfully the day of his party. The day that she'd have to witness him openly flirt with Heather just because he had an excuse to down a dozen bottles of cheap booze. She swiped a smear of lipstick that somehow ended up below her lip and sighed as she adjusted her shirt. Why do you always give in? Just confess you idiot. No! what the fuck am i thinking. she scrunched her nose and took a deep breath in, abusing her vanity with the pressure from the pads of her fingers.

She really really didn't want to go. She couldn't bare seeing Heather show up with her annoyingly perfect face, her perfect nose, her perfect hair, her stupidly sweet personality that everyone gaped over. Fuck it. She hated herself and wanted to forget that Rodrick even existed.

She found her not so hidden stash of weed she'd carelessly left under a pile of worksheets from her chemistry class, something ionic bonding. She didn't know how long it'd sat there for but it stained the ziplock bag a dull yellow. The bag was crinkled and smelled like the thought of Rodrick. Whenever she was upset or mad at Rodrick she'd smoke weed to drown the thoughts out but she slowly realised it was ruining the drug as a whole for her.

She rolled a joint in a random piece of paper she'd found thrown on her floor and lit up the end, taking a deep whiff of it, smile playing on her lips.

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"Animals.....Elephants....Tiguurrrsssss!" She slurred as she laid flat on her disheveled bed scrunching the sheets as her eyes formed stars around her ceiling. She got up abruptly, hair a mess and rubbed her eyes deepening the pressure with every second. "Rrrr... What time? Uggggh" She sighed as she reached for her phone. Her room was cloudy and smelled of green. Beside her were a few empty glasses so she took a sniff, curious. Happy juice? No, Vodka she thought. She saw the emptied out bottle of cheap convenience store alcohol by the side of her feet a long with the yellowed bag of weed which was empty. it'd been around 2 hours since she blacked out on her bed somehow thinking about how her fan looked like the shape of animals. Shit, fuck, ass, asshole! she muttered under her breath as she plopped back down.

"Why not? What's thurrr worst that could happennn?" she mumbled eyes fluttering as she picked up her bag and stumbled out her window, careful not to wake anyone. She took the route down the tree that always worked for her but in a clumsy fashion as she fumbled down the hard branches of her overgrown escape buddy. Craaack, Creeeeak. The continuous sounds made her annoyed. "Uggggfh can't everyone just shut up!!"

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There she was. Standing dumb, drunk and high in front of the booming house lit up by warm yellow light. She could already smell the familiar smell of cheap alcohol, body odour and weed. My kind of night she thought as she barely made her way to the entrance. There were already people outside partying like no tomorrow as some flipped their hair to some overplayed hip hop song that everyone knew. While some were more restricted, sipping on booze as they giggled with their friends. The true highschool experience y/n thought.

Bump.

"Hey! Watch it-"

"Y/n?"

It was someone with beautiful waves of blonde still visible from her clouded vision, pretty makeup and a perfect body. Heather.

"O-Oh hey Heather! Pretty little Heather Hills." Y/n slurred as her vision was still blurred

"Uhm... Y'alright?" She questioned looking back at her friends as if y/n was cuckoo.

"No. No. No. No! Y-you. You. You and your stupidly perfect self can go to hell!" y/n lashed out

"W-what? Y/n what the fuck is wrong with you?" Heather said clearly freaked out by the sudden aggression.

Tears started to cloud y/n's vision so she took in a deeeeep breath trying to suck in as much oxygen as she could.

"Fuck you. Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you! You- You're all he wants. Heather, heather, heather! My perfect little heather with her pretty little face!" Y/n cried out as her knees began to weaken. She had no sense of shame, embarrassment or anxiety. She was too blacked out for this. So blacked out she just blurted her deepest darkest thoughts.

A crowd began to form around them, some curious at the sudden shouting girl who was crumbling a part, vulnerable in front of some people she didn't even know the names of.

"W-what? What are you even saying y/n." Heather said confused and disturbed as she began to back away.

Warmth began to spread at the small of y/n's back. Rodricks hand.

"Y/n? Why the fuck are you screaming?- Y/n s-shit you're not alright." Rodrick hastily slung y/n's arm around his shoulder careful with her as if she was a piece of fine china.

"S-sorry bout' that Heaths, trust me she doesn't mean anything she's saying" Rodrick stutters clearly not drunk enough, nervous as he realises that Heather is clearly agitated.

"Y-yea. It's okay Rodrick. It's not your fault, just get her far from here kay?" Heather said with sympathy and those stupid doe eyes whilst placing a hand on his shoulder. This should've made him tremble with pleasure, but the fact that she'd talked about y/n as if she was a monster made him angry.

"Yea. Yea alright." Rodrick scoffed, lightly rolling his eyes before dragging y/n's blacked out figure up his carpeted staircase, the carpet grazing her knees creating a friction which burned satisfyingly on her kneecaps.

"Fuuuck. Fuck..." Y/n softly mumbled, head tilting to the side of his shoulder as he firmed his grip on the side of her shoulder. Shoulders.... shoulders are for friends, real girls get hands put on their waist. Not shoulders. She managed to conjure the thought in her hazed mind.

He struggled to open his door as y/n's body weight pressed into the side of him as he suddenly heard silent weeps of sorrow erupt from her lips.

He set her on the foot of his bed, careful not to drop her anywhere harsh.

"Y/n? Y/n what's wrong, you're like black out drunk." He asked now bending down with both hands on his knees.

He slowly caresses his hand over the hill of her cheekbone and shoves a fly of hair away from her puffy eyes.

"You....i... Im sick of you and- and her." She sighs as a hysterical tear falls from her eye. Her face was the saddest Rodrick had ever seen and this broke his heart.

"Me and... me and who y/n?" He said so softly as he began to crouch so so close to her, his eyes looking up into hers with genuine curiosity and care. The mention of her name fluttered her heart.

"Heather" She breathed out involuntarily sniffling.

"You don't like me talking about her?" He slowly asked as if all the dots were finally clicking together.

"That's a stupid question." He lowly chuckled as he swiped his thumb under the pad of her eyes.

"I.. I really- I really"

"You really what?" He said again so so softly

"I really like you." She blurted before she felt that familiar rush of heat rapture her face.

Rodrick's eyes glance down to her swollen lips and he feels a strong ache pill at his heart. His best friend just confessed about her underlaying fondness of him and he'd been an ass talking about Heather all the time. He imagined how bad it must've sucked all the damn time.

"I-I'm so sorry I- I always talked about her."

"No! don't fucking be sorry you idiotttt." She slurred

"You- You don't owe me anything." She smiled softly as she fluffed up his hair.

"Maybe..." This is wrong he thought

"Maybe i do owe you an apology." He said slow and steady as he glanced down to her lips and locked with it for the final time.

He slowly moved in to plant a soft kiss on her puffy lips and her eyes widened in surprise.

The kiss felt like heaven and she tasted like everything he was used to. A hint of cherry chapstick, a lot of weed and something coconut. His lips felt so soft against hers and she breathed in every second of the experience. She almost wanted to whine when he pulled away.

"I- Fuck."

Y/n's euphoric high was quickly ruined at the notice of him clearly regretting his decision.

"No- It's fine Rodrick. I get it, it was just a in the moment thing." She sighed as she put both her hands to her face rubbing her cheeks and eyes as if she was trying to rid off the pain in her heart.

"No, no, no! it's not that."

"I just..."

"Fuck it." He went in for another kiss.

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thank u for the request!! i hope this was enough to satisfy ur rodrick need lol, if u ever want a smutty end to this lmk but yarrrrr

#rodrick heffley #doawk rodrick #rodrick x y/n #rodrick x fem!reader #rodrick #rodrick x reader #diary of a wimpy kid rodrick #rodrick imagines #rodrick fanfic #rodrick heffley x reader #rodrick heffley x fem reader #rodrick fanfiction #rodrick heffley fanfiction

[munsonsprincess11111]

Our loves simple

Eddie munson x reader

Summary: Nancy and Jonathan are sat at the hellfire lunch table arguing. You and Eddie come walking over completely oblivious to what's going on. But that's when the gang work out after dating for as along as you 2 have they've never seen you fight.

"OH well you could pretend to care."

"I do care Jonathan god what is wrong eith you today."

The 2 fight like cat and dog hellfire watching the argument unfold. They then see you and Eddie come through the cafeteria doors. Your in Eddie's back laughing looking like your holding on for dear life as Eddie approaches the hellfire table.

"And we have arrived at your destination your highness." Eddie says letting you slip off his back. You were complaining about your shoes hurting your feet so Eddie told u to get in his back while in the halls. You kiss his cheek and sit next to him. When Eddie sits he pulls your chair next to him. Opening his lunch box snd putting his arm around your shoulder.

"What are they fighting about?" Eddie askes the table as he offers u a grape. Everyone shrugs not to sure themselves. Eddie nods putting his attention back on you.

"Eddie y/n when was the last time u had an argument?" Jonathan askes ignoring Nancy. She looks pissed.

"I dunno 3 months ago?" Eddie replies not sure himself. Jonathan looks at Nancy. The 2 had been fighting a lot recently. Only small things they'd make up in minutes but still a lot. "We've never seen Eddie and y/n fight." Gareth states from thr end of the table.

"That's cause our arguments are either screaming matches or one of us cry." Eddie says smirking.

"And we just don't fight. Last time we had an argument was because some guy tried to slop me his number. I rejected him but someone was still pissed." You finally speak up then eating one of Eddie's grapes.

"Now that was a screaming match. And you won." Eddie shrugs stating.

Everyone at the table looks at Jonathan and Nancy who are arguing over Jonathan's test score as he claimed Nancy didn't care. The pair looked at eachother and mumbled an apology.

"Wait a guy slipped you his number?" Gareth askes. You nod not wanting to talk about it. Remembering how pissed Eddie was. Eddie then sits back crossing his arms over his chest no linger having an arm around you.

"Look its no big deal it was ages ago I rejected him and were fine now OK?" You say with a huff.

"Right all of you fuckers stop it. We're not gonna fight. It was ages ago leave it or it'll be you lot ill be fighting with got it Mike." Eddie says leaning forward looking at Mike who try to continue bringing it up. He nods looking at his food.

Eddie slouches back then putting a hand on your shoulder and pulling you back in your chair so your next to him wrapping an arm around you reassuringly kissing your head. You melt into his touch knowing everything's fine. Your hands join and rest on Eddie's thigh.

"Remind me why we keep sitting with these prices instead of in the woods or my van." Eddie whispers to you kissing your head. You giggle and look at him. You look at him like he's the inly person in the world and he melts. He kisses your lips softly and smiles.

"Jonathan say sorry to Nancy properly for staring a petty argument." Eddie says looking back to your friends.

"M sorry Nancy for starting a petty argument. I love you n i won't do it again." Jonathan says looking at Nancy.

"Nance your turn" You say putting your head on Eddie's shoulder.

"I'm sorry Jonathan for not acting like I care I'm very proud of you you did awesome." She says smiling at him shyly.

Jonathan hugs Nancy and she hugs him back. "Cool right now can we have a normal fucking lunch with no arguments and no one getting in my relationship business?" Eddie askes looking at everyone at the table

Everyone agrees. Just as things settle Jason carver approaches with two of his minion friends. "Sup freaks." HE says smirking.

"Fuck sake one day. One day I will have a normal lunch. Hi Jason what will it be today? Cheap insults that I manage to make you shrivel up into a ball too? Or one of us throwing a fist which results in me running ad your minions chase me down?" Eddie says clearly pissed off

He keeps his arm over your shoulder letting go of your hand running it over his face. "You really like that y/n there are plenty of guys who like u in this school. Ditch the freak look at him." Jason says pointing at Eddie who's staring at him.

You turn your head and look at Eddie. "Your hot just saying." You say to eddie so Jason and his friends can hear. Eddie looks down at you smirking kissing your head. "Jason fuck off. No one here's interested in u or your small cock." You say sitting up straighter.

The boy looks stunned by your words. "Fucking freaks. All of ya." Jason mumbles. Before anyone knows it Eddie's up walking over to Jason. But he's running off with his friends before Eddie reaches him.

"Funny thought he wanted to have a chat." Eddie says stood where Jason once was. He looks over at you. "I fucking love you ya weirdo." HE says walking back around to you.

"I love you too ya freak." You say as he sits next to you. "Your words wound me sweet thing thought you loved me." HE says placing a hand over his heart.

"Fuckung he'll Eddie that nickname isn't sticking we've been over this." You smile saying while rolling your eyes.

"And like I said your sweet and my favourite thing. It's sticking" he mumbles eating another grape.

"NIT getting into this." You laugh and gwt up kissing Eddie's head walking off.

"Don't leave me with them. Babe please." HE calls behind u. Eddie then gets up grabbing his tin box running over to you. Wrapping his arms around your waist from behind and spinning. The table watch as you take Eddie's lunch box off him and he crouches for you to get on his back. Before he's walking goofing eith you in his back you laughing and screaming.

There's one word to describe how Eddie feels about you. Love. There's one word to describe how you feel about Eddie. Love. And it will be like that forever.

#eddie m #eddie munson thoughts #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x yn #eddie smut #eddie x reader #eddie x you #rockstar eddie munson #eddie my beloved #eddie stranger things

[badchoicesworld]

masc!reader and spot just throwing compliments at eachother back and forth like a tennis ball until spot finally caves and gets flustered lol. I like seeing spot happy i think he should be happy

the spot getting flustered by masc!reader

IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK ME A WEEK TO SEE I LITERALLY JUST NEVER GOT ANY KIND OF INDICATION FOR IT ???

like i mentioned before it’s kinda difficult writing for the spot in like a way thats relevant to the plot so these are just outta context things i guess

requests are of course still open, this is first request, so very sorry if this is ass but promise im trying

ok anyway i hope this is okay in this format since you didn’t specify which is completely fine <33

TW: none pairing: the spot x masc!reader

fuckin love this image

★⋆ ⋆☆⋆ ☠︎︎ ⋆☆⋆⋆★✧

if either of you had to guess who started it, you’d both be clueless .

it probably began as playful little game, throwing back and forth the exact same phrases like “nooo, you’re the best!” with more umph than the last just because that seems like a very spot thing to do

spot’s probably like “nononono, me? nononono, no. you!” while pointing back and forth at yous with his whole heart and soul (very firm four finger point)

pointing at each other accusatorially but with stupid lil grins (or spots very expressive face hole) while complimenting each other as if they're threats

he either does the "uh? talk to the hand!" thing all sassy and there's just a hole in his palm or he does the "lalalala! i cant hear you, not listening!!" thing

but the longer it went on and the quicker you ran out of oxygen from just extending the vowels, things took a personal turn like “oh, please! who’s the scientist genius here?” and spot probably is a little caught of guard to be genuinely recognised for his actual intellect but probably regains his composure pretty quickly with a silly little “oh- hey now, no fair!” then probably calls you handsome or smthn for actually looking like a person (ily strange hole man)

few more back and forth “no, you!” statements before it gets personal again, spot slaps you with a “well i’mmm not the most compassionate person in the world!” something along those lines with the most exaggerated hand gestures ever because he’s so silly

only for you to immediately counter with a once in a life time compliment that sits with him for the next decade of his life, probably something mentioning his determination, intellect, personality.. things that would typically be overlooked and all he can really do is sit and gape, before he starts to fidget with his hands a little all awkward like

hurried little “.. okay- yeah, alright, fine.. you win.” oh poor boy feels so flustered but happy deep down

looking away while tapping like the pads of his index fingers together while the rest of his fingers are intertwined, kinda like a pondering business man except he’s just a funky fella

he gets flustered, but after a bit you both die down in a kinda warm silence

some time passes where you just bask in the comfort of each others presence, but you can't help yourselves

a few more lil comments are exchanged like “smart”, “funny”, "cool", "silly"

obviously aimed at each other but it's all spot can muster now

eventually, the banter dies off for good and you're both just left feeling all sunshine and rainbows cause you got to make each other feel better

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#across the spiderverse #the spot spiderverse #male reader #the spot x reader #the spot x male reader #the spot x y/n #headcanon #oneshot #ask #request #im so sorry this took me a whole ass week to see #fluff

[ghostatas]

Baghera :(((((

THOUGHTS ON LUCIE FROM OPQ

Sweetie, queen, she was trying so hard but the dice rolls were just not on her side. Made for great angst but still ;((

Lucie, at the beginning, quarrels with Amy, calling her a brat and spoiled because she stole her water. It was boiling and this little kid just runs in front of her and steals the last of the water, like what!!! Rude!

So, lucie starts complaining to Amy and her dad. But she's not being exactly rude? She's telling the dad that he needs to teach her daughter manners and to be respectful to their elders, something I think we were all taught as a child. Right now, Lucie doesn't care about Amy at all. She's just some random bratty kid that she'll never see again OK??? Why can't she be upset?

But it's not the last time they see eachother, not even close. They get trapped together, in a very dangerous, scary environment.

Lucie is a free-spirited character. She is smart and logical, but she is curious, she likes to adventure, experience and learn new things. It's probably how she met Diego; they are similar, twin flames in a way. Diego seems to be the more timid one of the duo, but will always support and follow lucie. Lucie is a leader; she knows her self worth, her importance and she knows she is smart.

She takes the lead in investigating during most of the tasks. When she sees Amy again, the situation is too chaotic to really process her being there, but she's not just going to leave her out to die so they all go in the control room together. They don't really interact much I think, but hey, they have a mutual dislike of Benito so that's cool! Amy also almost ends up saving them too by the end of the first episode, but ends up breaking down just before they are safe. Luckily everyone was fine, Jeffrey was pushing it a little but I swear he's probably a munchkin with his epic, mysterious backstory and his power of friendship (RiP wallace) ig. So yeah everyone is fine.

Amy is still crying by the time they return to Mikhail and get new clothes. I think this is the part when Lucie truly starts to care about Amy, or at least holds herself responsible for her. This is a lot for an adult to bear, let alone a little kid who still hasn't even processed her fathers DEATH, and who knows very little about their situation because no one has the time to explain. Amy is lost and scared and sad and confused and angry and upset and so very lost-

I think Lucie empathised with her in some way. Lucie is a free spirit. She lived travelling, she lived freedom. I imagine her childhood to be similar to Amys (before that entire trauma-fest). I think they all in a way see a part of themselves in Amy, who symbolises humanity in a way.

Freedom. Passion. Peace. Joy. Recklessness.

They cannot afford to have any of that here. Lucie wants to protect any of it that is left. She wants to leave too, to preserve her own humanity and life.

When Amy leaves Mikhail, Lucie is the only one rushing out to help her. She goes immediately, not a second delay. Amy has also started to trust her, so she plays along and is quiet no matter how confused she is. Lucie dies for Amy

Lucies last thoughts are not how she is happy that the others lived. She is regretful, she is mournful, because she wanted to survive with them. She wanted to leave with them. She wanted to survive.

She has lost everything she has stood for.

She can no longer travel, or explore, or theorise, or learn new things. She is bitter that she is going to die, yet despite that she chose NOT to sacrifice Amy for herself (unlike a CERTAIN SOMEONE *cough cough* Carol *cough cough*). That speaks volumes to me.

Lucie values herself, yet she chose Amy, a kid she met only a few hours ago and disliked at first. She faced torture. She didn't even get to die quickly, no, she was in horrible, excruciating pain before she blacked out and died.

I can't put it into words correctly how it makes me feel, and how I think of Lucie. Lucie did not want to sacrifice herself. She did not want to be a hero. She wanted to live, desperately. Yet in that final moment, where she could've lived, she chose to save someone else instead. I was fully expecting her to abandon Amy at the final moment. Yet she didn't....

And THIS, LADIES, GENTLEMEN AND OTHERS, is why we stan the QUEEN, BAGHERA HOLY SHIT.

*cough* yeah I have a lot of feelings about this. I might come back to it layer if I can find the words but i doubt it. Rip Lucie, the absolute GOAT of opq (I would say MVP too but that titles reserved for Jeffrey, I mean did you see him during the final part????? Holy shit) but yeah that

#ordem paranormal quarentena #opq #opq lucie #this is just a word dump s #dont expect it to be legible lol #it is 5 am #and i have thoughts #gg cellbit for decimating my sleep schedule for the next month

[jazzzz-zz]

~Confessions~

Hiii this is my first smut so please feel free to tell me how I did :)

----NSFW warning----- AGED UP---- female reader---- Also, Kyle's lines are green and Y/n's are blue :)

It was cold and cloudy and you just got done cleaning up the house and took a shower. Your dad was outside hanging out with the other dads of the neighborhood watching sports in the garage and your mom was talking to Sharon, Sheila, Carol, and Liane. Your just relaxing on your bed when all the sudden you hear the doorbell ring.

Coming! You shout and run downstairs and answer the door. Hey, wanna hangout? Im bored and No, the guys arent coming. Kennys Busy, Cartmans playing video games and Stan's out with Wendy. Oh, sure! I was just gonna text you. Come inside, we can hangout upstairs. You had liked him for a while but never confessed because you were scared he wouldnt like you. You were a bit more on the...less Feminine side. Yea, you liked wearing makeup but not heavy makeup.And you dressed a bit differently.

He sits on the bed next to you. Wanna watch a movie on your tv? hmm? sure! put anything on idc. cool He sits up close to you under the blanket and watches the movie. He see's you go on your phone and smacks it. C'mon Y/N, lets hangout. He leans to you and says playfully. GOD DAYUM you loved when he randomly says your name. Alright, i will. hold up i needa get my water. He was on the side thats next to your nightstand. You reach over him and go to get your water but accidentally latch onto his thigh for support.

Shit! i- uh sorry! You both just stare at eachother and blush. His face reaction calms down a bit. You didnt notice it, but he almost was giving a lustful expression. No no, your fine. He grins. It just goes silent for a few minutes.

Your still blushing from the incident. You dont know what to do. Do you confess? You hesitate for a bit. You already apoligized but you need something to break the silence.You finally decide to just confess. Yes, you felt like it was an awkward time to but you needed to get it off your chest.

Hey uh kyle? You stuttered nervously. Hmm? Yea whats up? Ok so I need to tell you something important and I get it if you uh..."disagree". OK? He giggles a bit. Dude, chill out. just tell me. He laughs. Ok so...I like you. Like, well not like, I love you. I get if you dont feel the same i dont wanna ruin our friendship. He lifts your chin up to him and giggles. I love you to...thought it was obvious lmao. That or your just blind. He laughs and kisses you. So...wanna be official? y-yea would love to.

you then shift yourself so now your ontop of him and kiss him. Is this alright? He blushes. Perfect. He then pulls your face to his and starts making out with you. Hold on... He takes his jacket off. He has a black shirt on underneath. He then pins you and starts kissing you again.

He grabs onto your lower waist and pauses to look at you. Wanna continue? You try and catch your breath first before you can speak. Please. You then wrap your arms around his neck and continue kissing him. You look at him and smirk.

Without even saying anything he takes off his shirt. He was muscular but not like...bulky or anything. He was fucking hot tho. You take your shirt off and your pants. He looks at your body and blushes as you look at his. He still has pants on. You sit on the bed and blush. Your in your underwear and a bra.

He slides off his pants and you both begin kissing again. You get off of him and he sits up on the edge of the bed. Is something wrong? No. You giggle a bit and kneel down and place your hands on his thighs and look up at his face. Are you- you then pull down his boxers and his Hard member springs up. I- what the fuck. What? Is something wrong? No, nothings wrong. You just stare....amazed but almost intimidated.

You look up at him then down at his Member and put it in your mouth. He puts his hand on your head and bury's his fingers in your hair. Aa- y-y/n~ He moans and starts making whimpers. You then pull your mouth off and stand up. Ready? you say out of breath. Y-yea

You run to under the bathroom sink and grab a condom. You slip it on him and sigh. Ok...let me just... You sit on him as hes laying down and press your hands on his chest. He smirks at you and covers his mouth. Ready? He says removing his hand. Mhm. You blush. You steadily push him inside of you. You gasp as you feel yourself climb down him. He puts his hands on your waist and looks at you. You can start whenever you want He smiles.

a-alright. You feel his hands grip onto your hips tighter as you slowly shift your weight in and up and down motion. F-fuck. A moan escapes from his lips.

H-how does that feel? You almost struggle trying to say. Amazing~ You can feel him pounding against your core. He gets up then pins you and digs his head into your shoulder. He whimpers and grunts as he thrusts back and fourth into you.

fuck i think im close- You dig your hands into his back. Me to He then goes a bit faster and then stops. You felt him become deep and then you moan loudly and he has to use his hand to cover your mouth. You both reached your climax and you just lay there, out of breath.

He lays next to you and just looks at you. You were fucking amazing He says and kisses your forehead. Y-you to...we should get cleaned up now tho You sit up and laugh. Yea..probably a good idea. You both kiss and then start getting cleaned up.

HIIII!!!!! please let me know how i did omfg lmao im so nervous it turned out bad! Thanks for reading it and i hope you enjoyed it :))))) this is my first smut lol

#south park #smut #kyle broflovski #kyle south park #kyle x reader #age up #: ) #im scared lol

[ellzilla]

IF NO ONE ELSE IS GONNA ASK THEN FINE ILL DO IT MYSELF

madame my beloved

bls hand over the madame lore, literally anything give me whatever comes to mind

Also hi ell luv u ell your characters are v cool ell I love them 💜

Ok so Madame lore take TWO because tumblr fucking DELETED ALL THE HOURS WORTH OF PREVIOUS WRITING AND DIDN'T AUTO SAVE TO DRAFT AND I'M REALLY UPSET ABOUT IT but I'm too tired to write it all in detail again so a tldr version. She's a ''demon'' akin to Zalgo but instead of being a parasite focused on infecting others, she's only focused on keeping herself alive n' eating humans. She used to be an IT, being more like a wild animal who'd hunt by mimicking and concealing itself as a injured prey animal so any human would see it as a free meal. However, they would be the free meal instead. Times change however and this method became less and less successful as humans started moving into cities and hunted less. It started to become desperate for a new answer for food, so it tried to find successful 'modern human hunters'. It stumbled across Veronica and decided to focus on stalking her n' eventually decided to confront this 'apex hunter of the current age'. Um. Refer to the image below for Veronica's shocking answer.

It decided to follow Veronica around more afterwards, learning truly what makes humans tick, what they'd be blind for and what would be the most successful thing to disguise itself as. Eventually, it decided to morph it's casual, physical form to be more humanoid and more female. Not because it decided it would be the best form to trick humans with, but because Veronica rubbed off on her so much it said "Female's a pretty cool gender! I wanna be that." so now it's a she! Oh also the name she used prior was Aakormk but um. That's no name for a lady so she settled on Amorette. She also likes the prefix of Madame so. She uses the vents on her back now not to make humans hallucinate into thinking she's an injured animal, but whatever's the prey's "desire". You could describe her as a pesudo succubus now? Convergent evolution succubus even. Oh also due to her physical power and pure intimidation with her primal morph, she was able to throw her weight around in the city. Something something nowadays she owns a club in the Underrealm, the only place you WON'T have to worry you'll get your head bashed in while getting a drink or a bag of chips. Oh also she has beef with Zalgo bc as I said before, she's a being akin to Zalgo so they've known eachother for MILLENIA Whereas Zalgo grew to corrupt a chunk of the underrealm and then REGRET it because he finds human culture extremely interesting but CAN'T interact for long in fear of either killing or separating from his 'core'. And well. Now Madame rubs it in his face that she gets to mingle with humans EVERY DAY! And runs something INVENTED by humans and helps 'the ecology' of the city with her club! And he HATES her for it! He is jealous!

#lizard's art #madame amorette #zalgo #sorry zalgo tag enjoyers you're getting oc lore bc I need to tag him #creepypasta oc #body horror #creepypasta

[magic-hcs]

Are you cool with angsty asks?

If yes, how angsty is ok for you? Would S/O dying be too much?

- owl anon

Angst asks are super duper ok! I myself don’t know the limit of angst that is fine so we’ll have to discover that together! But a dying s/o is good amount of angst!

And since you haven’t given me any specific guys, I’ll be guessing it’s creators choice. If it wasn’t with the boys you wanted, please let me know owl anon!

Let’s do this!

Warnings: s/o dies and the boys are miserable about that, guilt, much angst, vague details that shows s/o is dead, hospital, if I miss warnings let me know.

Bean: HT Papyrus

Red: UF Sans

Razzle: SF Sans

If you like what you read, please consider dropping a comment.

Let’s cast some magic and see what we’ll get!✨✨

The tragedy happened when you went to sleep that night:

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Sans: He’s been taking a lot of odd jobs at irregular times and ungodly hours recently. Leaving earlier then the day before and staying longer each day. You haven’t seen eachother for longer then ten minutes all week. And sans finally managed to get some time off for the next two weeks.

Two weeks which he’s been planning carefully to spend time with you. He had been wanting to take you on a date. Maybe stay the night at a hotel before going to the observatory, afterwards going to the shops you most enjoy. Sans wants to treat you, he wants to show you how much you means to him, how much you’ve taken residence inside his soul.

He’s trudging into your shared bedroom, tired. But that doesn’t withhold the soft and genuine smile that appears on his face when Sans spots you, lying in bed already, sound asleep. You look so peaceful, and Sand can’t help but feel warmth spread inside his soul at the thought of being reunited with you again.

Oh how he missed you, missed your voice, missed your body curling against his, missed your laughter, missed touching you. But he won’t have to wait much longer. Sans’s climbing in bed, scootching over towards you.

“good night, starlight.” He whispers, pressing a skelekiss against your forehead.

…

Why were you so cold?

Sans stills, looking at your form. There some anxiety tugging in the back of his head, but he shakes it away, because… surely. Surely it’s just his mind playing tricks on him, right?

why didn’t you hum a reply like you always did, no matter how deep asleep you were?

Sans is brushing hair out of your face. His eyelights disappeared. His soul turned cold.

Your lips were blue.

“s-starlight…?“

Sans is tapping your cheeks. Normally you’d immediately awaken out of annoyance. But….you didn’t.

The world started to crumble around him.

“nonononono, this-this a sick joke…this-! it can’t be!”

His soul is slamming against his chest, anxiety is fueling every inch of his bones. Sans grabbed your wrist, not believing what is plain to see, and as he presses his phalanges just underneath your wrist, he gets forced to see reality for what it really was. And it’s all the answer he needs for the world-his world to come crashing down with his soul.

He should’ve taken off sooner, he should’ve stayed in bed with you longer then just 10 minutes. He should’ve kissed you just a bit more…he should’ve been with you more….he should’ve known….he should’ve know to treasure you more…

What are those free weeks if he couldn’t spend them with the one he loved so?

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Bean: He’s quite the light sleeper, the barest noise or drop in temperature can stir Bean awake. It was in the middle of the night when tragedy struck. And it all started with Bean awakening by the feeling of something cold lying against him. Opening his sockets, he looks over towards your form.

A single thought enters his mind: Why we’re you so cold to touch?

When Bean doesn’t see you breathe an ice cold chill, travels down his spine.

“…Dew…Dewdrop?” He asks. Dread is filling his non-existent stomach, his soul is plummeting as the seconds agonizingly drag by with no reply from you. No mumblings of reassurance that leave your lips sleepily.

There’s absolutely nothing.

This had to be a nightmare, surely.

Bean started shaking you, “Dewdrop!”

You don’t move.

It’s getting hard to breathe.

“My Love!”

You don’t stir.

Panic is seeping into the marrow of Bean’s bones. He barely recalls that one can check a humans’ life’s force by listening for a heartbeat. Bean places his head against your chest. He prays for the heartbeat. He begs for a pulse, he needs a sign of life from you.

This-this can’t be, oh stars, please let it not be true

Bean’s pressing two phalanges against your neck. Hoping, wishing he just didn’t hear it well enough.

My world…don’t…don’t leave me…!

There’s no pulse.

All color seems to be dragged from the universe…you took it all with you.

A chocked wail gets dragged from within the deepest part of Bean, crawling past his non-existent throat and teared past his teeth. It’s an agonizing sound, so inhuman yet filled with such heartache it would bring someone with a heart of stone to their knees.

Bean feels his soul crack with every breath he takes. It hurts, it hurts so bad. Yet the ache doesn’t compare…would never compare to the reality that he would have to face the world without you by his side anymore.

Bean grasps your body into his hold, pressing you against his chest. Against his weeping soul who calls out to you. He sways the both of you back and forth as he keeps begging for you to come back. To stay with him.

He swears he’ll do anything, absolutely anything, just so you come back to him with that adoring smile on your face, as you cup his head in your warm hands. Holding him so close to your warm body, pressing warm, reassuring kisses against his bones. He wishes for your loving nuzzles, wishes for your sparkling eyes.

Bean’s vision is blurry when he notices drops on your face. He goes to wipe them away but new ones replaces them.

You look so peaceful, so serene, yet it only brings him pain. His soul is clinging onto life, he can’t endure much more. He feels so empty without you here. And all he begs for, is for life to come back into your body. He begs for you to come back.

But…

You didn’t come…

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Red: He’s been laying in bed with your cold body in his arms for quite a while, the tear stains covering both his cheek bones and the sheets are evidence of said fact. Sunlight filters through the windows, shining on the both of you, but he refused to move. His mind hasn’t grasped the reality quite yet, thinking, hoping, that if he stayed in bed with you you’ll regain your body warmth again and turn around to face him with a smile. Scolding about wasting the day away if they stayed in bed like this.

Red still can’t wrap his skull around it. You had been fine in the evening though. Filled with so much life as you dragged him out on the dance floor. Pestering him with that sweet, lovely voice of yours.

“Come dance with me, Red!”

You had giggled out to him, letting go of his hands you twirled around, not caring if you moved out of beat. It was just the two of you in that moment. Red had felt himself giving in, slipping off his seat he moves to join you on the dance floor.

“aw alright, i’ll bite. can’t win against ya, can i, sweetheart.” He says, shaking his head with mirth.

The two of you had danced the night away, enjoying eachothers presence. Everything had been fine. You had been fine, you were so alive, so full of life. Giggling and grinning at him even as the two of you hit the bed.

But now, nothing was fine.

The love of his life was gone. Red felt so numb as he kept replaying the evening before over and over again. He doesn’t want to get up and leave you. He doesn’t want to leave you, he promised he would never leave you.

But there was no promise he had to keep, for you had left him instead.

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Razzle: He’s sitting at his desk, working on some last reports and paperwork before going to bed. You came up to him, wishing him good night. Giving him one last cup of coffee and a kiss against his temple. Which he replied with a “THANK YOU DEAR,” and a skelekiss on your cheek.

You told him to not make it too late since you didn’t like sleeping in a cold bed. Razzle lets you know he won’t take long.

A while later he’s stretching, making himself ready to go to bed. He enters the room and immediately feels as though something is amiss. You lie there so peacefully, book laying open on your chest, eyes closed…

You never let your book open in the fear of losing where you were.

He’s marching over with hurry. First he grabs the book and gently places it on the night stand with the bookmark placed in it before turning to you. “Dearest?” Razzle whispers, pressing his hand against your cheek. There’s still warmth but it’s subtle…

It’s familiar…

Razzle has trouble swallowing. An icy claw is coming up to clasp around his soul, jagging it’s nails into it, injecting with chill. He feels terror crawling along his back.

There’s no time for denial, there may be still time to save you.

Razzle shortcuts straight into the hospital, screaming at the staff that it’s an emergency. He follows them as they haste you to the nearest available room.

One doctor pushes him out, telling him to stay out.

He is left to pace back and forth just outside the room, watching as the doctors press two iron rods against your chest, shocking you.

Razzle can’t breathe, his non-existent throat is closing up. His soul is spiking with panic. He doesn’t feel well. Razzle is terrified and anxious. Not knowing what to do. He wants to be next to you, keep you save, help you adjust as you awaken without any stress because he’s there for you.

What he wants most though, is to awaken from this nightmare and find himself startling awake from his position at the desk. He would rush to the bedroom and find you reading your book. You would then look up at him and smile, before it would fade into a concerned expression.

“Are you alright love?” You would ask him.

And oh, he would be ok once he got you in his arms, peppering your face with kisses and never letting you go.

But this was not a dream, this is reality. So his next biggest desire is for you to recover and come home with him again.

As the the monitor once again flat lines, Razzle sees the doctors shaking their head. He can feel his soul crumble as the realization hits him.

Your not coming back home with him…

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Thank you for participating in this spell, I hope it was to your satisfaction!

#magical prompts #undertale #undertale hc #undertale x reader #ut sans #sans #sans x reader #horrortale #ht papyrus #horrortale papyrus #papyrus x reader #horrortale papyrus x reader #bean #underfell #uf sans #underfell sans #underfell sans x reader #red #swapfell #swapfell sans #sf sans #swapfell sans x reader #razzle

[gutsfics]

pls tell me all about devi before the events of ilitw!! what kind of activities did he do? who were some of his friends? did he still talk to any of the people from his childhood friend group? if so, who? etc. etc. anything else you want to share!!

ok this is gonna kinda jump around a bit bc thats how my thoughts are rn :3 i love this ask though thank u for letting me talk about my special guy

so after Jane's death, he did try his best to hang onto the friend group for a while (especially Noah) but due to not having a very good therapist, his kid logic made him think "thinking about Jane makes me sad, and not thinking about her i can be happy, but i'd rather think about her and be sad forever than evetually move on and forget" so he kinda shut himself off from everyone so he could hold his memory of her forever

his parents tried their best to help him but the therapists they took him too didnt believe him when he told them about Mr Red (or when they did believe him, they only believed him if they were reading lines that weren't there and assuming that Mr Red was a real living guy in the woods and jumping to conclusions about it) so maybe like a month or two after Jane died he just... stopped talking, bc what was the point of speaking if no one was going to listen? and then he stopped talking to anyone ever until half way through his freshman year of highschool when he told Cody to "gargle my cock and balls"

because of Devi being mute for all that time, he didn't really have any friends (which he was fine with for reasons stated earlier) & a lot of people found him kinda weird and offputting for the most part, especially when he got really into expressing himself through art, specifically photography. a lot of "ew that weird quiet kid is taking pictures of things again what a creep" but for the most part he just shrugged it off

Cody used to think he was kinda cool bc he was quiet and goth and in 6th grade asked him to the fall formal but Devi turned him down and that's when he started bullying him. he tried to turn it into a "HAH WELL OBVIOUSLY NO ONE WOULD WANT TO GO OUT WITH YOU YOU CREEP WEIRDO YOURE STUPID TO THINKING I WANTED TO GO WITH YOU" which somehow worked on everyone around them despite the fact Devi turned him down

after he started talking again, he joined the yearbook club & got really good at the composition of pictures of people & formatting them on the pages, but bc he was still a bit of a loner at this point no one else in the club realized just how much he did? especially after the older kids in the club graduated, bc they were the ones encouraging him and teaching him how to do the formatting and stuff. ive actually been rotating a fic in my head where post ilitw Lucas goes to the yearbook club to see how theyre doing bc its almost time to get em printed and its like. not even half done and also theres a memorial page for Cody but not for Devi????

in Sophmore year he took a Japanese class for an easy foreign language credit, which Tom was also in for the same reasons and they became friends :3 not as close as Tom and Andy at this point, but they'd hang out at lunch when Andy was busy and sometimes go to eachother's houses after school. but after that year the teacher for the class made sure to put them in different periods bc they would kinda. make fun of him a little bit in japanese bc he was a white guy who thought he was way better at the language than he actually was and that made him big mad

of the original group, he was probably closest with Lily when he started talking again. and then not as close w Ava and Andy but he talked w them fairly often. Lucas, Stacy, and Dan he really only saw when he was doing yearbook stuff, w that conversation he had w Dan junior year being the longest conversation he'd had w any of those three in a while (all three 100% knew he was the backbone of yearbook btw. & when people were being like "ew that weirdo goth kid w the camera is here again" they were the ones to be like "ITS FOR YEARBOOK, ASSHOLES.")

he and Noah avoided each other as much as possible. sitting next to Noah during that assembly the first day of senior year was the first time in years that one of them didn't immedeatly turn around and walk out of the room upon seeing the other in it (they lowkey had each other's scheduals memorized to better avoid each other) (for the most part Any picture of Noah that might show up in the yearbooks were not taken by Devi) (although. ngl. Devi did take a few candid photos of Noah occasionally. which he promptly would delete bc he felt bad about it. a little bc he and Noah hadnt talked in forever but mostly bc he felt like "creep weirdo with a camera" was an accurate description of him when he did that)

#it lives in the woods #ilitw mc

[energywarning]

Do you have any headcanons for (your) agent 24? I feel like you've probably posted some before but I can't find any lol

(Hi it is a bit disorganized i use both 3/8 and their names (ripley and eight) sorry ^_^' also alex is 4 bc shes mentioned once)

-8 wears 3's clothes sometimes for comfort to the displeasure of everyone most of the time. ("... does she seriously NOT notice the smell.?" (She doesnt, weirdly enough))

-8 stole 3's cape pretty much. BUT Asks 3 to wear it again every now and then though because 8 likes wearing it in the context where its 3's cape that she wears and if 3 doesnt wear it anymore then itd just be 8's cape that used to be 3's and she doesnt quite like that.?

-3 is an excellent cook and she meals prep for the week when she can, 8 is extremely grateful for this and sends her a thank you text everyday when she eats lunch. Or gives her a thank you kiss when theyre eating together. An unbroken habit. Despite 3 insisting that its literally just some food but ya know.

(tho Alex also live w them(since its her apartment??? Lol) And she is also very grateful for Ripley's cooking but its in a girlbro way not romantically. And this is an agent24 ask so)

-8 writes poems for 3 sometimes, the 1st time 3 catches her in the middle of writing it and she tries to be like "what is that, a poem ? Cool is it for me hhah-" "Yes it is do you want to me to read what i wrote so far now ? Im a bit stuck on it because i dont know if this rhyme sounds good or not" "Oh uh. Uh. uhhh. Sure Ok." . It surprises 3 a lot because she always considered herself boring and somehow 8 has So Many Thoughts about her?? (Boring NOT in a vanilla ice cream way, more like a discarded empty trash bag near a garbage bin way, or a few shards of a broken street lamp way)

-They do use pet names for eachother sometimes. Eight calls Ripley "honey" mostly and Ripley calls Eight "darling" (in octarian) . Ripley gets embarrassed easily so using a foreign language helps...

but their names means a lot to one another etc. so they mostly call eachother .that. ?

-3 has Zero respect for their body, sometimes it shows in big ways (post oe or splat 3... but anyway)

but mostly in small-ish details like dark circles under their eyes cus they dont sleep much, new small scars and scabs that they obviously did not disinfect properly and all that.

Annnd their hands.

One day they are in a bus or smth and 8 decides to be a Bold Friend (not dating yet at that point... i think ?) and grabs their hand but Oh My God it feels like shes holding a crusty chunk of wood!! What!?

So she moves 3s hands out of the pocket of their hoodie to get a better look and oh gosh your hands look so dry ??? How do you even move them!

3 tries to apologize but theyre cut off by 8 showing them something she got out of her bag... a hand cream ? Oh. Well thank you 8 ill go put on some- but then 8 starts to massage their hand and 3 is literally just Sitting There. From there its a little ritual they have somewhat, since 3 would literally never bother doing it themself, despite saying they would.

-8 chews/gnaws when shes nervous/excited/bored/(insert feeling here). She hates the weird plastic-y taste/feel so those chewing necklaces are out of the question. She doesnt like chewing gum either bc it doesnt offer enough resistence.? for a while she just mistreated her poor fingers/hands/arms ( last one is on rarer occasions.)

One day 3 notices and after some back and forth dialogue, digs around in their bag and gives her a.. box of liquorice roots ?

They tell her to try gnawing on these instead, "though the taste could be a bit weird so just try it and if you dont like it well we will try to find something else dont worry etc".

It worked out just fine! Now she always has a box on her. Well not always sometimes she forgets, but 3 always has one on them just in case 8 forgets.

(Energywarning here: when i mean "liquorice roots" i do NOT mean those liquorice stick candies. I DO mean the Actual Liquorice roots. I used to get these as a kid. I hear theyre good for teeth? Idk)

- 8 likes kissing 3's scar. Thats it thats the hc

I probably had more in my head but i forgot. Thanks for the ask !

#sillies #ripley(3) #eight(8)

[boundlss]

i've definitely said it before but cahir is literally put through like a RIDICULOUS amount of consecutive shit without even a single break. imagine youre like freshly 18 and the guy whose army you are in a surprisingly high position in due to your noble status is like "cahir i need you to patrol cintra while we fucking siege it and get this princess" and youre like "ok emperor who i work for!" only to find out through experience the princess you're capturing is like 10 years old. so you're panicking and not sure what you're even going to do with her if you ARE going to bring her back to the emperor at all and you bring her to some nearby refugees so you can both blend in. thats cool right? WRONG

because ACTUALLY you fall asleep and she, panicked after having passed out before she realized you weren't actively trying to hurt her, runs away, and so when you wake up you're hounded by the other guys in that army you're in for the location of the girl and you're like first of all i don't know SECOND OF ALL WE'RE WORKING FOR A BAG OF DICKS!!! so naturally they put you in prison for talking shit and then you're just in prison

BUT WAIT

you have one single opportunity to redeem yourself because you're like the only living easily accessible person on the continent who knows what the princess looks like, so you're brought out for princess kidnapping round 2 electric boogaloo because like it's that or get literally executed so the whole kidnapping thing sounds great actually. but actually it's NOT because now she has witcher training and for some reason after knocking your helmet off she spares your life after kicking the collective ass of the elves you've been saddled with which. okay

so then said elves are like "well time to take this guy back to emhyr" because they don't fw humans and also you're literally going crazy talking about some dreams related to the princess you're having now so they don't really wanna fuck around with keeping you alive so they tie you up in a coffin and just sell you to like. some random ass guy. and then some people come by and free you but actually uh oh! it's the princess's adoptive father (and company) and they mercifully spare your life but tell you to fucking scram but actually these dreams you're having are getting worse and you really gotta know what the deal with those things is so you get yourself a shitty little horse and you follow them

right so you catch up to them once and they tell you to fuck off again but like you literally can't go anywhere else because you are a nilfgaardian soldier slated for execution meaning BOTH sides of the war want you dead so you keep following these people, except at one point you get ambushed and your horse runs off so you have to follow them ON FOOT. which is fine and you do eventually catch up and perform a good deed to get yourself wormed into the group so all is good right?

WRONG AGAIN!!!! the direction you're heading you need to cross a bridge to avoid fighting but UH OH looks like the fighting is already on the bridge!! DOUBLE UH OH, obviously the fighting is the north vs. nilfgaard so now you have to willingly and openly betray the army you served in while literally recognizing some of the people fighting for their side during the fight. then you somehow get enlisted into the rivian army and become the only person in the entire war to have fought on both sides and also deserted from both sides.

right but NOW you're definitely in the clear right???? WRONG AGAIN your gang has another member now but the initial guy who hated you because you were under orders to kidnap his daughter is trying to accuse you of betraying the group somehow and you literally beat the shit out of eachother to the point you have to get physically pulled apart. but at least that dynamic is settled now. so you go on and do some more shit and it seems like it's going to be fine

BUT ACTUALLY then you get a severe head wound that means you have to stay back and get care from the same guy who was going to beat the shit out of you and you're just there in a cave delirious for a few days saying whatever shit pops into your head and then suddenly another member of your group shows up and then the first guy just vanishes so the two of you have to meet up with the rest of the group alone and on your 1 shitty horse that you had with you but AT LEAST WE'RE OKAY NOW RIGHT?

NO!!!! because you have to stop in touissant which seems super nice at first but almost immediately it sucks because you're constantly hounded for attention by people you don't like and it's very clear this whole situation is just a trap and it takes ALL WINTER to leave touissant and you're miserable the entire time and anyway then you fucking trudge through a massive blizzard towards your ultimate goal and it's like woah surely now that we've all made it to this place we need to be at things will be okay right WELL THINK AGAIN BECAUSE YOU FUCKING DIE

and thats not even it either because you spent your entire life telling people actually youre not a nilfgaardian youre actually from vicovaro and then when people talk about you posthumously they literally only call you the nilfgaardian in the hansa, and then all 3 of the alive members of the group collectively forget the group ever existed rip forever cahir never gets a single moment of peace

#witcher spoilers #muse: cahir mawr dyffryn aep ceallach

[needsmorewlw]

im beggin you for more superhero stuff. The Dylan/Kaitlyn/Jacob trio specifically

Ok I'm gonna try not to too overboard but I do have many thoughts

Edit: I went overboard, I talked about physics for a loooooong time.

Ok so Dylan's a smart boy we all know this, but he's also like... paranoid so idk if he would experiment in a way that would be potentially dangerous unless he was like relatively certain it would yield some beneficial results.

But ok there's this whole theory about dark matter and physicists and astronomers are trying to work out if it's real or not and basically it's this hypothetical form of matter that they think is responsible for helping create galaxies (this is all real) based on how light from different galaxies bends as it travels to us. It's impossible to detect it with sensors or anything they'd typically use, they just ASSUME it exists based on how the stars and planets are effected.

Theres another type of matter called antimatter and basically Antimatter consists of particles that are essentially the same as visible matter particles but with opposite electrical charges. When antimatter meets matter, they destroy eachother and make energy(pure radiation). Because we live in a universe made of matter, it is obvious that there is not that much antimatter around, otherwise everything would just explode and cancel each other out and there'd be nothing left. But antimatter also has the ability to store massive amounts of energy and unlike dark matter, physicists can actually manufacture anti-matter in their laboratories. (Again, all real). AND THIS IS HOW DYLAN GETS POWERS. (and eventually Kaitlyn and Jacob)

So they WANNA learn more about dark matter and they think learning more about antimatter is the way to get there, so Dylan smart-boys™ his way into a big fancy physics lab and gets to work on all this cool theory study stuff.

And there's some classic superhero movie shit where the science gets exaggerated and someone morally grey makes like... Physical antimatter or they do actually create some kind of artificial dark matter or something lmao. They manipulate it to store energy to use as weapons or to create teleportation devices to break down matter and then rebuild it in a different place.

Anyway This crazy anti-darkmatter shit is obviously super unstable and everyone needs to take a lot of care when they're doing experiments. But [sad trombone] obviously someone fucks up and Dylan being Dylan, jumps in front of the person who fucked up.

But he's ok??? There was this big ol' force explosion and Dylan caught the brunt of it but he was totally fine?? Weird.

They did some tests to make sure, but he was totally fine! [Spoiler alert, he was not totally fine]

It was kinda cool at first. Like he would accidentally teleport across his apartment and make a literal portal from where he was to wherever he was thinking about. But then as the weeks went on he started literally displacing from reality to the point where there was a real risk of him essentially stopping existing. He would be like, stuck between the phases of teleporting forever. Also Sometimes he would touch things and they exploded. Like the particles just exploded and ceased to exist. (He obviously hides himself away from people while he tries to fix himself because he didn't want to accidentally explode a person into non existence)

It only happened for a couple seconds every now and then but gradually it happened more and more often and for longer and Dylan had to get a move on fixing himself. Idk if he got help or not or if he just Tony Stark in the cave'd himself. I think the latter because I picture him with this thing like Iron man's chest thingy (I forget the name) that he attaches to himself to hold him in this reality and keep his matter together.

But it doesn't remove the problem it just kinda lets him choose when he activates it. It takes A LOT of tweaking to get it to a point where he's relatively certain it won't make him go poof and he can actually use it like a superpower. He can teleport himself (and someone else if he's touching them but he doesn't like doing it in case it's doing something negative to the passenger on the molecular level) or make a portal for him and other people. He can also make stuff explode if he wants. Like the literal physics theory of antimatter bombs.

(he has used it more than once to make a portal to his bathroom and peed through the portal) YOU CANT CONVINCE ME HE WOULDN'T

Send me another ask and I'll make a different one for Kaitlyn and Jacob so this isn't too long 😭🥲 but yeah I'm obsessing x

#dylan lenivy #superhero au #the quarry #tq superhero au #dylan the quarry #ask #im having a lot of fun #i hope the science talk is exciting rather than boring

[flowerycoffin]

My headcanons for characters sexualities in my fav shows pt. 3

“Kill la Kill” (Please someone tell me I’m not the only one who watched that)

Quick vent before starting: third part took me so long because june is never a pleasant month for me. First came a burn out, a solid burn out. I didn’t felt any joy drawing not counting few sketches. Later came everyones favourite period because of which I couldn’t move from couch and sometimes was falling asleep because of pain (yes, ways my body invented to minimalise a pain are wierd) and last but not least came heat waves and rapidly changing weather from 32 degrees celcius (don’t tell me it’s nice temperature, I’m dying ok) and cloud-less sky to heavy rain with bolts during one day. Before I got better already it was 20th and I was like ‘Oh fluff let’s work with what I already have, fluff it it’s fine nobody will notice this broken everything’.

Also mild trigger warning: I���m going to vaguely cover sexual abuse and interpersonal problems. Nothing going really deep into topics but I know it can be stresing for some. On last picture there’s cartoon blood so yeah. And idk if it’s trigger warning but I’m going into a bit shipy area ‘cause my brain still doesn’t work like it should.

Ok, without further ado - first of all - Satsuki, Nonon and Inumuta

Whole three is polyamorous and all of them are dating eachother. I was thinking for a long time how their relationship would look like because everyone who watched anime knows that Satsuki was molested by her own mother and would probably have a lot of problems trying to be in romantic relationship, but I think that Houka and Jakuzure would constantly make her remember why they love her and why she matters.

Next one - Mako, Ryuko and Ira

Starting with Matoi - she’s a lesbian. C’mon guys we all know she’s wlw. As much as I love Ryuko x Mako I did not drew them together in romantic scenery because I’m afraid that any ship with Ryuko involved won’t last long. Don’t get me wrong - I love her, I think she deserves all best after all she experienced, but her attachment and anger issues are shown during whole series. Of course she progresses with a course of time (take her relationship with Senketsu for example) but I feel that with a current state she would need a couple of years to build a healthy relationship.

Mako being pan is clear ‘ok I need more people loving more than one gender but don’t make it bi this time’. Mako is just Mako. She defies logic and so does my headcanon.

Ira Gamagori is demisexual and perfectly represents kinky acespec (yes they exist, look it up). Our great manly man feeling sexual attraction only after making bond with someone just vibes with me. Also drawing him was so easy for some reason. I don’t know why or what makes him being so comfortable to draw but Sasori is in danger when it comes to still being my comfort character.

Yay, last one of our main cast - UZU I’M-GONNA-YELL-TO-NO-END-AT-BATTLEFIELD SANAGEYAMA

Uzu is aro-ace. Dude had to be so cool and cold during whole series, when he finally got a chance he got onto empty field and started cherrishing his life free from killing Ragyo plan. Yeah, back to headcanon - I dunno what to say honestly, it just stuck with me one night and it became my headcanon from now on. I just looked at him and was like. Yep, fellow aroace on the way (my brain is melting at this point but I don’t want to procrastinate with this one anymore).

Oh gosh I think we forgot about somebody again. Who could it be?

Fluff Ragyo and Nui. They don’t deserve headcanons!

Part 1  Part 2

#kill la kill #klk #satsuki kiryuin #nonon jakuzure #houka inumuta #ira gamagori #mako mankanshoku #ryuko matoi #uzu sanageyama #ragyo kiryuin #nui harime #i have to rewatch series when I’ll finally have no other things to focus on #my art

[charlestrask]

man this SUCKS

#i dont know how i keep accidentally leading people on . this sucks #how to very politely tell someone that actually contrary to what vibes i may have been giving. i do not want to see you again. #literally every time i try something with someone during it im like ok. cool. this is going fine. and so im like sure ok we can see #eachother again. because at the TIME i was like ok cool this is fine. #and then IMMEDIATELY when i get home my brain always does a 180 and is like actually. #you need to be a hermit you need to be a monk you need to retire within yourself and only be best friends with yourself forever. #and i form a small hatred and fear of seeing that person again. even though it was FINE!! #wait. okay. beginning to understand what people mean when they say commitment issues. i am like a small frightened dog. #AUGH! NO i dont want to go over to your house at 8:30 PM. IM ALREADY GOING TO BED!! IVE RETIRED FOR THE DAY!! #also beginning to realize that i just genuinely dont want to be in a relationship. which is good i guess. now how do i fucking tell her 🤬🤬 #* #argh.

[mizunetzu]

Kuroo x reader - Kuroo’s Pocky Scheme!

⚠️ Warnings - Kuroo being a desperate simp, none!!

Pronouns - male, he/him

——————

Kuroo stared at the doorknob to the schools kitchen-y room. It was such a desperate, bottom-of-the-barrel move, but he was literally just that. A desperate simp.

He sighed and pushed open the door, more forcefully than he intended. A small, blonde girl jumped and whipped her petite form around.

Kuroo raised his arms in defense. “I come in peace, Yachi-san.”

The girl, Yachi, visibly relaxed. She let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding. “O-oh...you’re...sorry, I don’t remember your name, but you’re Nekoma’s captain right? Oh god, what if you told me your name and I forgot gosh I am so-“

“No-no! It’s fine, I dont think we’ve ever talked.” Kuroo nudged the door shut, and dropped his voice into a whisper. “Ok, hear me out. I gotta huge-and-kinda-stupid favor to ask.”

“M-m-me?! Wh-wh-whaddya need from me?!”

“Well-calm down, I don’t ‘need’ much from you, no offense.” Kuroo leaned against the door. “Uh-first lemme explain-and promise not to make a big deal outta this, okay?”

Yachi nodded. Kuroo looked around the room, seeing only Yachi and a big watermelon inside.

“So. I may or may not have a tiny...crush, on (Y/n).”

Yachi blinked. “Wait, who’s (Y/...(Y/n)..? (L/n) (Y/n)?! Oh my-!”

“That’s besides the point!” Kuroo flushed, waving his hands up to hush Yachi. He felt so pathetic. He felt like a desperate schoolgirl, coming up with ideas on how to get his crush to notice him with his school girl friends.

“Anyways,” Kuroo shakily ran a hand through his untamable hair. “I’m...uh, I’m kind of desperate, and I feel like I’m gonna explode if I don’t...kiss him soon.” That last part came out in a mumble. He shook his head.

Kuroo snapped a finger at Yachi. “That’s where you come in.”

Yachi nodded dumbly. She really had no incentive to helping out this...tall, scary man. But, if she recalled correctly, (Y/n) was close friends with him-so he should be perfectly safe, right?

“I need you,” Kuroo fished a red box of Pocky out of his Nekoma jacket. “To go up to (Y/n), and ask if you can kiss him. He’ll probably say no, but if you ask him and say you’ll do it Pocky-game style, he’ll say yes. He never rejects food.”

Yachi deadpanned. Then, she erupted into vast shades of red. “W-wait-! But I don’t like him! Why do I have to kiss him-!”

“No! Let me finish!” Kuroo was losing his cool. His desperate simp was really showing, huh. “Once he says yes, tell him to keep his eyes closed because you’re embarrassed or something, and while his eyes are closed-you and me will switch places and I’ll eat the Pocky in your place! I get my kiss, and I’ll owe you absolutely anything!”

Yachi sputtered. What if it went wrong? What if he didn’t switch in time and her poor first kiss was taken by this boy she wasn’t that interested in? He’d think she was interested in him and she’d have to marry him and have to live in a cave hiding for the rest of her life-!

“I’ll do it.” A mature, level headed voice suddenly pipped up. Kuroo and Yachi both flinched in suprise. The door softly pushed open.

“But if I may, I do have a few suggestions.” Kiyoko scratched at her collar, walking in and inspecting the two.

“Yeah-me too.” Yaku follower in after Kiyoko, sending a mocking lifted gaze over to Kuroo. Kuroo looked away in embarrassment. “Like, I don’t know, be more quiet so everyone-including (L/n)-kun, doesn’t hear about your stupid Pocky plan.”

Kuroo usually would’ve opened his mouth to retort, but Yaku could easily warn (Y/n) of his plan, and it would immediately fall into shambles. He probably wouldn’t get his kiss then. Kuroo, regretfully, kept his mouth shut.

“Anyways,” Kiyoko cut in, breaking the heated glare Yaku and Kuroo gave eachother. “I can ask him in Hitoka-chan’s place. But, I do have a few concerns.”

Kiyoko held her finger up. “One-how do we know he’s going to say yes in the first place? Even with the Pocky-“

“No, no. (Y/n) never refuses anything to do with food. I even got him to forcefully drag Kenma out of his room by offering to cook him dinner last year. He and Kenma had bruises all over. A kiss is nothing to him.”

Kiyoko hummed, seemingly accepting Kuroo’s answer. She held up her second finger. “Second, how will we-well I, ask him without seeming suspicious? If I ask him alone, and we do it alone, that won’t give Kuroo-san the opportunity to slip in and switch with me.”

“But if she asks him and all if us are, y’know, there, he’ll think somethings up or we’re tryna make fun of him.” Yaku finished her thought. Kiyoko nodded.

Kuroo blinked. He didn’t think this far. “Uh...”

“W-well, what if Shimizu-senpai asked (L/n)-kun while he was talking to uhm...Kuroo-senpai, and he tags along because he wants to just...be there...and Shimizu-senpai takes him to a room where me and...sorry, I-I don’t really know your name but-“ Yachi pointed at Yaku. “To a room with me and him in it?”

Yaku blinked. “Wait, wouldn’t it be suspicious If Shimizu took him into a room just to find us sitting there?”

“W-well...Wouldn’t it be more suspicious and awkward for Kuroo-senpai to be there alone with them? We can just, sit there and pretend to talk with Kuroo-senpai until (L/n)-kun closes his eyes.”

“Holy shit, that’s a great idea...” Kuroo rubbed his head in disbelief. If he had gone through with his original plan, he would’ve failed so hard. “Well then-what are we waiting for? Lets go-“

“I have one more thing.” Kiyoko turned to Yachi.

“Hitoka-chan, if what Kuroo-san is saying is true, we should have no problem asking him to do the Pocky game with me, but realistically, it would make more sense if you ask him.”

Yachi’s eyes widened. Kiyoko continued. “I’m a year above him, and since much upperclassman girls don’t...idolize and fawn over underclassman like the ones in his grade or first-years do, it would feel a bit weird if I asked him.”

“You, on the other hand,” Kiyoko grabbed the box of Pocky from Kuroo’s hands and placed them gently on Yachi’s. “Are perfect for this, since girls like you seem to gravitate towards (L/n)-kun. The ‘shy-girl-who-wants-to-kiss-her-crush’ type. And we’ll reenforce it with the Pocky according to Kuroo-san.”

Yachi was quiet for a second, then she opened her mouth. “O-okay...I guess I’m doing it then...”

“Wheey!” Kuroo clapped his hands. “You guys are so nice, helping me with my boy problems.”

Yaku jabbed a finger at Kuroos face. “Yeah, you owe us big time Mr. Docosahexaenoic face.”

“You aren’t even doing anything, though.”

——

“(Y-Y/-!” Yachi was standing behind (Y/n). Her mumbles of “(Y/-!” were practically inaudible as the sticks inside the Pocky box rattled around in her shaking fingers. Kuroo side eyed Yachi, nudging his head to (Y/n)-who was talking to him so obliviously-egging her to go on.

“(L/n)-kun!” Yachi tensed and downcast her whole head, suddenly finding immense interest in the small rip in her shoes. (Y/n) turned around, facing away from Kuroo.

“Yes? Yachi-san? Did you need—is that Pocky? Can I have some?”

Yachi almost threw the box straight into the air. (Y/n) had his eyes fixated hungrily on the Pocky box, pointing at it gently with his hand. Yachi cleared her throat nervously. She felt her heart hammering in her chest.

“I-I-please don’t take this in a weird way but-c-can I k-k-kiss you-?!”

Yachi bowed down in a sharp 90 degree angle, making (Y/n) step back awkwardly. He looked at Kuroo, who gave him an innocent shrug, and looked back at Yachi.

“Uh-I’m sorry, Yachi-san, I don’t really-“

“We can do it Pocky game style! A-and I’ll let you have all of the Pocky afterwards! Please! Please! Please!”

(Y/n) eyes flickered back and forth from the box of Pocky up to Yachi’s sweaty, bowing hair. He really wanted that Pocky too. It was just a kiss, he never really cared about sentimental things like “first kisses” and whatnot. Plus, he’d get a whole box of Pocky afterwards.

“Okay then.”

“Really?!” Yachi raised her head, and (Y/n) nodded.

“You better keep your end of the deal and give me the Pocky afterwards, though.”

“I promise I will-!” Yachi stiffly bowed again, before trotting off with (Y/n) trailing behind her. “W-we can do this in the managers bed rooms!”

“Ok...” They walked in awkward silence. After a few seconds of contemplating, (Y/n) turned around.

“Tetsu, why are you coming?”

Kuroo shrugged. “Am I not allowed to come? I want some Pocky too.”

(Y/n) pursed his lips. “I mean I give you like, two, but don’t you think you’ll make Yachi-san uncomf-“

“It’s fine! I-I don’t care if he comes!” Yachi said a bit too quickly. (Y/n) eyed her suspiciously. Both Kuroo and Yachi broke into a cold sweat.

“...okay...let’s keep going, then.”

Yachi and Kuroo let out a breath they didn’t know they were holding.

——

“Hello.”

“Yo.”

Yaku held up a peace sign while Kiyoko waved. (Y/n) raised an eyebrow, waving back.

“I thought we were doing this in private?”

Yachi tensed. “W-well this is private enough for me...”

(Y/n) softly plucked the box of Pocky away from Yachi, walking away from them to sit down and open the box. Yachi and Kuroo shared a knowing, determined glance while Yaku and Kiyoko pretended to immerse themselves in conversation.

(Y/n) fished out a Pocky stick, and sat cross-legged on the bed mats. He waved it around, eventually settling to pointing it towards Yachi. “Sit down, so we can do this.”

“Yes!” Yachi dropped down abruptly, sitting in front of (Y/n). Kuroo walked over as nonchalant as possible and plopped down near Yachi. (Y/n) looked at him skeptically.

“Whaaaat. I just wanna see my good friend (Y/n) have his first kiss.”

“Pervert. Just say you wanna kiss Yachi-san and leave, you creep. Or do you wanna kiss from me instead?”

(Y/n) soft clad smile turned into a teasing smirk, making Kuroo break into another cold sweat. His heart started picking up speed once (Y/n) placed a Pocky stick, chocolate side first, between his lips. They looked so soft.

“C-close your eyes please, (Y/n)-kun.”

(Y/n) hummed from the stick in his mouth. “Eh? But they’re already...closed?”

“I-I meant keep them closed! ...this is...this is embarrassing so-!”

“Gotcha, Yachi-san. Don’t worry, I won’t bite.” (Y/n’s) gentle smile reappeared as he smiled with the biscuit in his mouth. “Now, bite on to the Pocky already.”

Yachi turned over to Kuroo. Kuroo, as slowly as he could, shuffled his way into Yachi’s previous spot, in time while Yachi backed away. Yachi could see the way Kuroo’s hands shook as he placed himself down in-front of (Y/n), who was waiting ever-so-patiently with his fingers tracing the Pocky box.

“Yachi-san?” (Y/n’s) confused voice came out a bit muffled. Yachi squeaked out a quick “G-give me a second-!”, and (Y/n) couldn’t help but tell how far her voice sounded, even if it was just sightly father. Eh, he was probably just imagining things.

Kuroo was sweating buckets. He never thought his plan would work so smoothly. Hell, he didn’t think he’d actually be going through with it in the first place.

“God, hurry it up Kuuuua...” Yaku trailed off into a cough. “-Yachi-san. Hurry up ‘Yachi-san’, and stop staring at (L/n)-kun like that.”

Kuroo glared at Yaku, almost responding with a “shut the fuck up!”, before letting his mouth clamp shut frustratedly. He looked at Yachi for assistance. Yachi got the memo, and responded with a “I-I’m trying-! I’m just so nervous...!”

“Awwe...don’t be nervous, Yachi-san! Just think of it like we’re eating Pocky and our lips just so happen to touch.” (Y/n) smiled, and licked his lips the best he could. The chocolate part of his end was starting to melt, and the stick was getting soft in his mouth.

“The Pocky is melting...”

“I-I-I’m on it! Sorry, I’m doing it now..!” Yachi frantically motioned at (Y/n) to Kuroo. Kuroo nervously gestered back, as if to say “I’m fuckin’ trying..!”

Kuroo gulped, trying to swallow the lump in his throat, and closed his lips around the Pocky stick. This was really happening. He was going to kiss his long time crush. He was going to kiss (Y/n). Oh god, he’s awfully close. He’s closer than he’s ever been. Why won’t his heart just shut up and calm down?

Before he knew it, (Y/n) was nibbling at his end of the biscuit. The distance was becoming shorter. He wasn’t ready. He wasn’t ready. He wasn’t ready. He thought he was fully prepared to come into this all suave and nonchalant, but now that it was happening all of his preparedness flew out the window. He starting eating at his end of the stick aswell.

Both (Y/n) and Kuroo stopped eating once there was less than a inch of the stick separating them. (Y/n) briefly felt ‘Yachi’s’ nose brush against his, and Kuroo could feel the barely noticeable breaths of air from his nose.

The room was silent. Either that, or the vociferous thumping of his heart rate picking up speed drowned out Yaku and Shimizu’s voices.

And now that he was closer, he could see just how nervous (Y/n) was. His eyelids were fluttering, his brows were slightly pulled down, his nose was scrunched up just a tad, and his fingers were nervously tracing the packaging of the Pocky box. Even if it was cute, Kuroo couldn’t help but feel a bit bad.

But a plan was a plan. And he’d been waiting for years.

Kuroo broke down the last remaining barrier from his lips to (Y/n’s), letting the small Pocky nub lay on his tongue as he connected their lips together. He heard a small “yaay.” From who he assumed was Shimizu, and an obnoxious “Get it, ‘Yachi-san’!”, followed by a wolf whistle from Yaku.

He felt (Y/n) push closer, tentatively and unintentionally grabbing hold of Kuroo’s hand in the process. Kuroo intertwined his fingers with (Y/n’s), and that touch alone probably gave him away, but he couldn’t care less. (Y/n) could coil away in disgust right now, and he wouldn’t care. He got his kiss. A kiss that tasted like Pocky and (Y/n). A kiss he’s been waiting for for forever. His, and (Y/n’s), first.

Kuroo was the first to pull away. Half lidded and breathless, he sat back on his ass with a sigh. (Y/n) started to open his eyes, when Yachi’s scrambled to cover them.

“D-don’t look..! Please! I-I’m-uh, I’m still...embarrassed..!” Yachi looked back at Kuroo, who seemed to have come back to his senses, and shuffled back into the spot he was in originally. Yachi crawled over back in front of (Y/n), and removed her hands gently. She placed them in her lap, looking down with a blush no one in that room could tell was genuine or real good acting.

(Y/n) opened his eyes softly. His smile returned to his swollen lips, and he leaned his head on his palm. “That wasn’t so scary, right?”

(Y/n) clasped his hands together. “Congrats, you can officially say you stole (L/n) (Y/n’s) first kiss! Now you got something to brag about, huh, Yachi-san?” (Y/n) chuckled, still feeling the warmth of ‘Yachi’s’ lips pressed against his.

Yaku scoffed quietly. “Yeah, aha. ‘Yachi’ stole your first kiss.” He earned a flick to the forehead by Kiyoko.

Yachi stood up abruptly. “I-I’m gonna go! Uh-..brag...to my...f-friends.”

“Don’t go spreading rumors about me though.” (Y/n) looked up at Yachi, who squeaked out a “Yessir!” In reply. Kiyoko stood up aswell.

“I’m going to go with Hitoka-chan. See you three.” Kiyoko walked over to Yachi, seemingly ushering her out the door discreetly and shooting Yaku a look. Yaku stood up aswell.

“Well I don’t wanna be in here with you two. Pretty Boy and Docosahexaenoic Face. I’m gonna go see what Kai or Shibayama-kun is doing.”

Yaku shoved his hands in his pockets and walked out of the room, leaving Kuroo and (Y/n) sitting there alone.

Kuroo laid down on the floor next to (Y/n), resting his arms on the back of his neck like a cushion. (Y/n) sat there placidly, smiling at his reward that was the Pocky box.

(Y/n) fished a stick out, and munched on it happily. Kuroo looked at (Y/n), and closed his eyes with a smirk.

“So, how’d it feel having your first kiss with a cute girl?“

(Y/n) hummed, and took another bite of his snack.

“You’re not a bad kisser, Tetsu.”

Kuroo choked on his words. (Y/n) crunched on another Pocky stick. Kuroo sputtered and shot back up, staring at (Y/n) with wide, embarrassed eyes.

“Wh-h-how-wait-“

“To be honest you would’ve gotten away with it if it weren’t for, hm, 3 things.”

(Y/n) held up a single Pocky stick. “Number one. When our hands touched. It was pretty obvious your hand was too big to be Yachi-san’s, so that was a bit suspicious.”

Kuroo opened his mouth to say something. (Y/n) pulled out another Pocky stick.

“Two. When we broke the kiss, I heard you grunt. You would have literally no reason to do that unless you, per se, break a kiss and need to breathe in. And your voice, again, is too deep to be Yachi-san’s.”

Kuroo couldn’t do anything but helplessly stare at him, as he pulled out a third Pocky stick.

“Three.” (Y/n) set all three biscuits into Kuroo’s lap, to which he absentmindedly picked up. “You don’t really think I couldn’t see you? My eyes were open right up until we started eating the Pocky, Tetsurou. I was squinting...and you all were acting suspicious, so how could I not? Not to mention how weird it was for you to be sitting so conveniently close to me and Yachi-san.”

“If anything, if you weren’t planning something and you actually just wanted to watch, you would’ve sat near Yaku-kun once you saw him.”

Kuroo averted his eyes and broke a Pocky stick with his teeth, chewing on it to fill his mouth and prevent him from saying something stupid.

“And, even if none of those things happened,” (Y/n) pulled out another stick, this time twirling it around in his fingers. “I heard you discussing your ‘plan’ earlier in the kitchen. You really need to work on your volume, like Yaku-kun said.”

(Y/n) stood up, stretching his arms with a small groan. All Kuroo could do was stare up at him dumbly. He almost had a perfect scheme. Almost.

(Y/n) turned his head around, his back still facing Kuroo. “Next time you wanna kiss, buy me dinner and we can suck spaghetti noodles until it meets in the middle. Y’know, like in that one movie.”

(Y/n) waved around his Pocky box in farewell. “I’m gonna go see what Kenma and Hinata-kun are doing. Later, Tetsu.”

(Y/n) timpered off, shutting the door behind him. Kuroo stared at the door blankly.

“(Y/n), you sneaky bastard.”

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Happy new year!!

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[pinksnow]

Hi! I just want to say that I LOVE your Addison versions!!! Especially Yellow (what's his name anyway?), but as I noticed, he doesn't appear so often on this blog. I would be glad to see him more! And his LIGHTING >:)

Oh, and I just bow to you for the idea of their "superpowers" 0v0

*And also I'm scared of Pink 0_0*

kit and neumann epic lore post by mod pink

starting with this because the way you phrased them being tofether is so fucking funny. anyways

kit cannot get infected by any viruses or even get wormed! oh ho! his code is uh. a little fucked up. but hes like a second gen teetering on midgen for the 3rds so its FINE. hes like half worm but not insane. if you try to infect him he'll only really get like, some physical effects like if neumann tried to he'd only really have floating hearts/heart eyes and be ever so slightly more clingy for max 2 hours LOL

also yeah hes not related to anyone here they just found him also hes very stupid

lol so this is why his hair looks like that at the ripe age of 2 Hours Old he stuck his finger in a plugboy and got shocked this also fucked up more of his code. stupuid idiot. got electrocuted

a heem heem

neumann was part of spamtons og group he was tha ogpink. he advertised fuckin, dating sites n shit LOL

hes was at the time the only one remaining of the group that hadnt gotten wormed yet and he had to painstakingly watch spamton make friends with sierra as a fucked up coping mechanism for the loss of monecs(ogblue). its ok spamton saw sierra for sierra instead of a replacement after like a year lol. neumann is also the one that help spamton wit dates n shit after that year.

anyways im like what if 1stgens could like ""handle"" one overheat or two without worming but it could like snap at any moment since it breaks asnd fucks up their code so much which is why neumann suddenly wormed while out with spamton which was. very hard to do! finally getting to see him again then u explode. also yeah neumann was still around by the time spamton was a big shot

twlling spamton hes proud of him but he gets too emotional and the code finally breaks. but not like overheat emotional. like just being fucking normal like not extreme no crying or anything no struggles with words just very to the point but hes a first gen and hes not supposed to even be able to do that so um. oops

(spamton is a midgen so he can handle just. a bit more emotion than 1st gens which is why he isnt wormedsince we know hes very emotional but ykno. lol)

anwyays after all the spamton neo bullshit they drag tha worms home bc like. naur we arent leaving you down here isolated. im not fgoing into detail with that because thats not the point of this post andalso i dont want to rn LOL. after all hiding and being isolated for so many years theirlike stupid infect everyone and break stuff code has like. gone dormant.but they still all stay in the house never going out in fear of it like reactivating and instead focus on getting used to living with eachother. i like to think tha worms manage to get the worm aspect shoved out and gone completely w/ enough hard and persistent work. i mean theyre still a little crazy and unpredictable but like in a silly way not dangerous LOL worm power/magic used for funny japes and beating the shit out of werewerewirez

they probably eventually get over their fear of going out in public and start going out w/ the gang but eventually go out by themselves too. given they cant just be laid back n stuff bc theyhave to like. they like have to keep their worm stuff toned down. cant have floating hearts or glitches lol. probably wear baggy clothing w/ hoods when out as an extra precaution. but one day neumanns hood falls down while hes out in public and he freaks out but like. everyone around him are 3rd gens and theyre just like holy shit dude thats so cool are those hearts like a new accessory whered you get those. i mean theres stil those who know neumann as ILOVEYOU but eberyone else is like bro theyre cool now look at these cool floating hearts bro. tjats all i remember rn lol. have images

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[kwonhoshi0]

𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐢, 𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐤𝐢 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥 ~

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pairing : bakugou x reader, denki x reader, todoroki x reader

genre : fluffy FLUFF with a smidge of angst

warnings : blood, scratches, injuries

you have been with class 1A since the first day and you pushed yourself as much as everyone else but with such a powerful quirk it was hard to keep it under control while also focusing on defeating the opponent, you can only control it fully if you’re calm so acting out of rage would only lead to the worst.

the league of villains had yet again come to ruin your training and since they were weak they only came to take a hostage, the target being you, you weren’t quite sure why maybe it was because of your power but you weren’t having any of it >

> quirk based on eleven from stranger things <

| bakugou |

> he noticed that all the villains were surrounding you

> man did not hesitate to run full speed at them

> even though you weren’t dating lord did he have a crush on you fat crush

> of course you liked him too but this was not the time

> midnight and hawks were patrolling when they heard what was happening aizawa was already fighting when they came give the man a break

> they were a bit occupied with the nomus when the thugs started surrounding you

> bakugou blasty angy boy he knows you aren’t weak but he was not about to let you take a bunch of thugs the chances of you not getting hurt was 0.5%

> a scratch on you would leave the man howling

> todoroki and kirishima see him blasting towards you and go to help

> before you can even get a word out to them you know what you need to do

> you tell them to stay back you jumped up causing them to halt and brought all the force from your quirk with you using yourself to push the invisible force of your quirk towards the thugs

> you were suspended in the air

> to anyone else it would look like the thugs were controlling you but bakugou knew better he knows you’re powerful but he was not expecting this

> you screamed releasing your power, your hair slightly gravitating up sending all the force you gathered to your hands towards the thugs

> with the amount of force you used you pushed them all into a mound on top of each other with probably several broken ribs

> what you didn’t realise was that everyone was looking at you as you slowly floated to the ground landing in bakugous arms

> you felt weak but as soon as you fell into his arms you felt strong again cringe

> man was in awe

> if he thought he liked you before he is now in love

> screams at you before anything

> ‘WHAT IF THINGS DIDNT GO HOW YOU WANTED HUH??, WHAT THEN’

> ‘SEE YOU HAVE BLOOD COMING OUT YOUR FUCKING NOSE IDIOT’

> you shut him up with your lips words don’t do justice

> since you took out 80% of the thugs shigaraki had already left, he might act like a child but he isn’t stupid he knows he lost

> as the officers are doing a count of everyone you were getting a kiss from recovery girl your injuries weren’t too serious but your hands were sensitive from all the force you used

> as soon as you got to the dorms he was all over you so was everyone else but he got you alone

> kisses you straight up, hands on your waist and on your jaw

> ‘you’re mine’

> ‘okay’

[ denki ]

> as soon as you were in the air he knew what was about to go down

> he swung at any thug trying to stop you

> all the long range thugs : ded knocked out

> you wasn’t watching him you were focusing on concentrating

> he watched as you unleashed everything on those thugs

> he knew you could kill them if you wanted but of course you didn’t thatd make you no better than the thugs so you stuck to gravely injuring them :]

> thinks it’s so hot

> your hair floating because of your power is so cool to him

> what he thinks is even cooler is the calmness on your face you’re literally beating thugs to a pulp, you look unfazed

> panics a little seeing you fall but with todorokis help ice slide he catches you

> moves your hair out of your face wiping the blood coming from your nose for you

> you didn’t have to but you used a little too much of your power without meaning to so you were o u t of it

> he may be an idiot but he’s a gentleman when he needs to be

> again you don’t need much help recovering only a couple scratches you weren’t knocked out for long

> everyone else was worried as fuck since they hadn’t seen you use this much power before they didn’t know the effects it could have on you

> midoriyas bones literally break when he uses too much so they assumed the worst

> but you were okay

> denki just,, stared at your peaceful form

> you looked calm before but this was just pure peace despite the scratches and the blood

> hes whipped

> thought you were awesome before but now he’s in shock how can one be so perfect

> you thought he was human pikachu therefore the cutest being but you weren’t about to admit that especially since you didn’t know how he felt

> as soon as you’re back in the dorms in front of EVERyone

> he grabs you by the waist grinning like an idiot, moves your hair out of your face

> and kisses you, you melt into his kiss

> screaming inside, everyone else screaming at this sudden kiss

> everyone knows how whipped you are for eachother

> cuddles all night his arms around your waist yours around his neck, his face in your neck

> ‘hmm warm baby’

> ‘baby huh?’

> ‘don’t act like you don’t like it’

[ todoroki ]

> he knows you can handle yourself, he also knows your limits

> as soon as your feet leave the ground hes in awe

> everyone else stopped fighting even the villains stopped to watch

> it’s like you’re hypnotising them

> ofc you don’t know everyone is watching you

> as soon as your hair lifts up and you scream unleashing everything

> todoroki is just .o.

> he is so in love

> he always glances at you in class the way your hair perfectly frames your face

> the way your [eye colour] eyes stand out amongst the 100s around school

> he knew he liked you that much was certain, he would never have acted on it if not for this

> it’s not that he didn’t like you enough. it’s that he didn’t know how much he liked you or how to go about it

> your body starts to fall limp

> he used his ice to make a quick staircase over to you

> catching you he slips, hawks using his feather to catch you both

> you watch him with hooded eyes admiring the way his hair falls over his eyes

> he looked back at you the blood running down your nose the scratches on your hands

> but you still look so beautiful he thinks

> moving your hair to the side he carries you to recovery girl who was waiting outside with the others

> everyone was okay a couple scratches on midoriya and bakugou but other than that and some sprained ankles no one was majorly hurt

> at the dorms you were simply sat

> ‘you’re so pretty’

> we know todoroki is a blunt guy but for him to say this, your crush, FLUSTERED YOU

> he said this to you as you were sat reading on the sofa, he was sat opposite you

> at first you didn’t believe he said that to You before you realised everyone else was in the kitchen next to you

> actions speak louder than words so you leaned over put your hand on his jaw and kissed him

> man leaned right in grabbing your waist so you’re now in his lap

> we know he isn’t great with affection

> but this man has been chasing you for what seems like years now

> he was not about to hold back not after suppressing his feelings for so long

> after what seemed like hours but was actually 40 seconds of you kissing, denki saw from the kitchen and ran in taking multiple photos and whispering to tell everyone to hurry over

> maybe the moment was ruined but you were both way too into it to notice

> then again peace at the dorms has never been an option

> the squeal that mina let out was what gave it away

> both blushing todorokis fine ass goes

> ‘girlfriend?’

> ‘yes boyfriend’

> ‘ok we’re dating’

a/n : maybe this was wayyy too long but i had fun writing it >:( pls #s work i beg

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