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redr0sewrites · 1 month

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Can you write Vox x reader where like the reader just says like really unhinged things and just like vile things whenever they rage and stuff like the internet could be slow or smth and the reader is just like “IM GOING TO RIP OFF MY SKIN” idk man I’m kinda just self projecting rn like you can right anything with it tbh idk sorry for rambling anyway you don’t have to do this if you don’t wanna

THIS IS SO MEEEEE I LOVE THIS IDEA SM!!! sorry it took me a hot minute to reply to this i have over 70 hazbin hotel requests in my inbox 😭

🥀Cw: fluff, crack, silly vox

when he first met you, vox was charmed by your seemingly sweet nature- that is, until you were pissed

your unholy screech of how you were going to rip off your skin if he cut the wifi again was both endearing and confusing in his eyes

vox would just short circuit for a second, just blinking at you while he tries to process what you just said

once it clicks, he just starts giggling. vox very rarely genuinely laughs, most of his laughs are professional or part of the persona he adopts as the leader of vox enterprises, but when he's so shocked by what you just said, he can't control the booming laughter thay fills the room

he's wheezing and gasping, each barking laugh only pissing you off more

"what's so funny? if you keep laughing i am going to fucking break ur fingers like carrot sticks!" you snap, and vox only giggles harder

after a few seconds, you can't help but notice how adorable his laughter is, and soon you don't mind it as much

once you two are officially together, you notice how stressed vox often is, yet how he seems to visibly relax around you

the batshit crazy things you say, which normally disgusts other people, only seem to amuse him

its actually a wonderful dynamic because you bring some spontaneity and slight insanity into vox's otherwise irritating and depressing lifestyle, and vox balances out the crazy things you say and calms you down every time

you often find yourself searching for new phrases to baffle him with, and for new ways to make him laugh

after vox has a stressful day, he enjoys just listening to you ramble about the most insane things and adores hearing whatever fucked up saying you've adopted recently

vox notices himself beginning to copy your speech patterns. he only begins to realize when he slips in an exceptionally odd metaphor into a work meeting and everyone stares at him, yet his heart skips a beat at the thought

there's something so charming to him about the fact that he's adopting your mannerisms, and you truly make him laugh when no one else can

whenever another one of the vees pisses him off, he always comes to you for advice on incredibly deranged comebacks, and you never disappoint!

he's won multiple arguments by just repeating one of your fucked up sayings and the other vees being too lowkey shocked to disagree

vox LOVES IT when you diss people he hates, hearing you ramble some fucked up insults about alastor made him fall in love with you all over again

"that worm on a string fucked up karen cut bob looking ass- if i see him around here again im going to eat a fucking brick" *cue vox looking at you with the biggest heart eyes*

overall, you are both menaces, but you're menaces in love ♥️

vox lay with his head in your lap, the blue light of his screen illuminating the dim room as you rambled mindlessly about your day.

"and THEN, this fucking asshole tried to flirt with me! ME!! as if he doesn't know were dating! ugh, it makes me feel like i have an entire beehive living beneath my skin. i swear if he even looks at me again im going to lick wet cement i can NOT deal. how can you even work with him? he's such a fucking CREEP voxy, i'm going to cut off those ugly ass wings and shove them so far down his throat- hey, are you even listening?"

you look down to see vox half asleep, his eyelids drooping as his light dimmed. "keep talking.." he murmurs, looking up at you with a lazy smile on his face. "you're my favorite person t' listen to.."

i love the idea of vox with a partner who challenges his very idea of power. he clearly wraps himself in a sort of persona, surrounding himself with powerful people and acting like he's so serious and important. i love the idea of him falling in love with someone who can break down his walls in seconds, someone who can dismantle his entire bravado act and who allows him to truly be himself. this is such a wonderful prompt and i am eating this up. nonnie ur awesome!!!!

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lovebugism · 6 months

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Could you do a little something for exploring a graveyard with Eddie??? It’s something I genuinely really enjoy doing but haven’t gotten to do a lot and I just feel like Eddie would like it to. Maybe Eddie and reader make a little game out of it where they try to find the oldest headstone?

Thanks bug! I love your writing. ♥️

ty lovie! this sort of pre-date, but let me know if you want smth different!! — eddie picks you up to take you on a graveyard date, which is strange, 'cause you're basically a ball of sunshine (established relationship, fluff, 1.3k)

fictober (㇏(•̀ᵥᵥ•́)ノ)

Eddie comes to pick you up from Family Video, and you’re beaming like it’s the first time you’ve ever seen him.

You’re all smiles when the front door dings open, ushering in the crisp smell of autumn and the cig he’d smoked on the way over — ‘cause he doesn’t like to do it around you much. You too quickly abandon whatever you’d been rambling about to an only halfway understanding Steve. It doesn’t feel very important anymore.

“Eds!” you blurt, excited and loud with it. You light up the store with ease. The grey mood is suddenly aglow with a mixture of vivid hues, sparkling pinks and blues and yellows. Eddie’s almost convinced he never saw color until he met you.

But he tries to be all cool about it. Metal.

He waltzes in with his leather jacket and tight jeans and boyish hubris because that’s what he thinks he has to do.

He’s the bad boy. The guy with the band and the wild hair. Sometimes, he thinks he only got you because he was like no one you’d ever met before — the complete and utter opposite of you.

But then you bound off the counter and rush to him, sheer tights rubbing and flouncy skirt swishing, and he’s grinning just like you are. Big and rosy and almost aching. Bright enough to illuminate a galaxy.

“You look pretty,” he compliments in place of a greeting, laughing into your hair when he wraps you in his arms.

His clothes are cold from the outside weather, but he’s somehow still warm. His arms curl intently around you, palms settling wide on your spine. It’s all cologne and leave-in conditioner, nicotine and the minty gum he tried to cover it up with. You could drown in it, happily.

“You look prettier,” you tell him, though it’s mostly muffled into his neck.

His chin juts back when he pulls away from you. He keeps a gentle hold of you, though, just moves far enough back to see you more. The smile he looks at you with makes your stomach do backflips.

“Ready to go?”

You nod, wide-eyed and rapid. “I’ve been ready to go since I got here this morning!”

Eddie chuckles when you rise on the tips of your toes to smack a kiss to his cheek. He’s cold and milky white, but glowing warm and soft pink the second you pull away.

“Hey!” Steve grouses from where he leans over the counter, arms crossed and brows pinched.

Robin shares a similar pout, sitting ahead of him in the swivel chair. Her arms are folded over the table, and her chin is propped on her wrist. It bobs against her hands when she complains with her usual grittiness. “Rude.”

You wince when you walk by them, unbuttoning the clasps of your mandated Family Video vest. Your arms shuffle awkwardly as you try to tug it over your fluffy sweater. “Sorry…” you grimace sincerely. “Didn’t mean it like that.”

They already knew that, though. Because you never do. Sometimes, you can sound a little cruel, but you never truly mean to be. You’re very honest in your gentleness, a bit brute when you’re trying to be coy.

To Eddie, it’s the hottest thing since seeing you in his clothes for the first time.

You’re gone for no longer than a minute. Just enough to hang up your vest on the rack in the break room and grab your tote bag from your locker. It’s a simple, beige canvas thing you painted the Hellfire logo on top of — because you wanted to rep your boyfriend and everything, but the club tees clashed too heavily with your outfits.

You can hear Steve and Eddie bickering back and forth down the hall.

“—I’m taking her on a date, actually,” you hear your boy say, a smile evident in his voice. “You still know what these are, right? Or have you forgotten after your decade of abstinence?”

Steve scoffs. “Okay, for your information, I go on plenty of dates—”

“Yeah, it’s the aggression that’s so convincing.” Eddie tries his best not to laugh through his sarcasm. You vaguely hear Robin let out a poorly muted snort.

“—And I’m not abstinent, alright?”

“Really?”

“Yeah. Ask your mom.”

“She’s dead, you dick.”

A beat of silence passes. Steve’s grows quieter, much more gentle. “Oh. Right. Sorry.”

Eddie doesn’t verbally accept his apology. He doesn’t need to. It’s unsaid by now. That’s their whole thing — they just argue back and forth until one of them makes a bigger dumbass out of themself. Steve loses, most of the time.

“Where are you guys even going?” Robin wonders aloud, if only to stop the meaningless bickering.

You appear from the back then, out of your uniform and ready to leave the wretched nine-hour shift behind. You’re practically the personification of autumn — chunky vinyl boots, sheer tights, plaid skirt, and oversized fluffy turtleneck.

And Eddie’s just… Eddie.

“A graveyard!” you answer, smiling a bit too brightly.

She blinks at you in return, like she must’ve heard you wrong. “Excuse me— a what?”

“A cemetery! The one by Forest Hills— did you know it’s one of the oldest cemeteries in the state? I’m pretty sure it was built in, like, the 1800s or something! We’re gonna see if we can find the oldest headstone!”

At a loss of how to respond to you and your sparkling optimism, Steve just nods. “Wow. The eighteen hundreds, huh? That’s, like, at least a decade ago, right?”

“Try twenty of ‘em, Harrington,” Eddie jokes as he wraps a heavy arm around your shoulder.

The brunette boy scoffs. “Cool it, Eighty-Six.”

“Are you two gonna keep flirting, or are you gonna take your girlfriend to the graveyard date?” Robin monotones with playfully squinted eyes.

“I’d answer you, but I wouldn’t wanna give Harrington a complex.” Eddie bends his arm to pull you closer. He brushes a fleeting peck to your temple and turns on his heel to walk towards the entrance, inevitably pulling you with him.

“Keep your hands to yourself while you’re ghost hunting, creeps!” Steve calls to the two of you. “Public indecency is a serious crime!”

The front door dings again. An autumn breeze takes your breath away. Everything is blue and orange and yellow, colors vivid enough to taste.

Eddie wraps his fingers around the metal handle, keeping the entrance open for you as you walk through it. He flashes his friends a crooked smile over his shoulder. “I don’t plan on being publicly indecent in front of a bunch of ghosts, but I am gonna kiss her stupid before the night’s over.”

Steve’s chiseled features scrunch with disdain. You’re practically the personification of sunshine; it’s hard for him to imagine you as anything but pure — harder to imagine you sucking face with Eddie Munson. Or just you and Eddie Munson at all.

The door thuds shut behind you. Steve and Robin watch silently as Eddie leads you to his van. You wrap both your arms around one of his, smiling up at him and mouthing something they can’t quite make out.

He opens the passenger seat door for you. You smack a kiss on his cheek before you get inside. Eddie’s blushing something fierce while he rounds the hood.

“She’s super funny, she’s pretty — way too pretty for Munson, and now she’s going to a cemetery. With him,” Steve gripes, mostly to himself, completely and utterly dumbfounded. If there was ever a time to believe the swirling rumors about Eddie Munson and his devil magic, it’d be right now.

“Yeah…” Robin hums, voice quiet and far away.

“How the hell did he manage that?”

“I don’t know… But I think I’m in love with her.”

Steve takes his eyes off the parting van and flashes his best friend an incredulous gape.

It knocks Robin from her daze. Her ocean eyes widen as she rambles in a useless attempt to defend herself. “What? She plays with my hair when I get headaches and lets me talk about shit I like, even though I know she has zero idea what I’m talking about! That’s, like, my top two languages, Steve!”

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gunilslaugh · 1 month

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hello how are you doing? i like your fics so much they’re so fun to read!! ♥️ also can i please request an angst-y ot6 reaction with a fluffy ending? i was thinking of reader feeling like the member deserves someone better and they’re out of his league so they try to end things but the member finds out and reassures them 🥰 i saw this in a show and i think it would be fun to try with xh ♥️ thank you

Hello I'm doing good and hope you are too :)

All members (<3 _ <3)

Summary: Feeling like you don’t deserve Xdinary Heroes member, you try to break up with them. (idol/non-idol au)

WC:~2.6k

Warning:angsty (fluff endings though so no worries)

photo not mine credits to owner.

Gunil

There was this voice in your head that you couldn’t ignore. It grew louder whenever you were with Gunil. “He could be happier with someone else.” “He’s too good for you.” “It doesn’t make sense why he settles for someone like you.” Are things the voice would say. The worst part is you believed it. It only got worse the longer you stayed with Gunil. You couldn’t take it anymore. The feeling of weighing him down. You had to let him go, even if it hurt.

“Gunil,” you managed out.

“Yes love,” Gunil responds. You gulped. He wasn’t making this easy.

“I think we should break up,” you voiced.

“What? No. I-I don’t think we should break up at all. Did I do something? Look whatever I did let me fix it ok? We can’t break up,” Gunil quickly rambles out, desperately reaching for your hands.

“I don’t think that you can fix it Gunil,” you weakly tried to pull your hands from his.

“No, no I can. Just tell me what it is,” he pleads, increasing his grip on your hands. You went silent, not being able to tell him the reason.

“It’s for the best Gunil please. Let’s break up,” you struggled out.

“Stop saying that! Wear not breaking up. At least not until you tell me why,” Gunil raised his voice. “Tell me why,” he voice fell soft again. He looked at you with pleading eyes.

“I’m not good enough for you Gunil. You could be happier with someone else.” You avoided eye contact. Gunil exchanges holding your hands for holding you instead. He only holds you tighter when you meekly try to push him away. However it didn’t take long for you to relax in his hold.

“What nonsense is that? I’m the happiest when I’m with you y/n,” he tells you sincerely.

“Don’t lie,” your voice broke. Gunil’s heart breaks at the sound of your voice.

“I wouldn’t lie to you y/n. You make the happiest I’ve ever been and you’re way more than good enough for me. Honestly some days I wonder why you picked me,” Gunil reveals.

“How could I not pick you? You have everything,” you pulled away enough to look at Gunil.

“You’re my everything.” He looks you in your eyes. His thumbs wipe away your tears. “You’re my everything, so don’t try to leave me again,” he repeated. You nodded your head, leaning back in for another hug. Gunil gladly takes you in his arms and presses a kiss to the side of your head.

Jungsu

Jungsu was only talking to her. The two of them weren’t even close. In fact you're pretty sure she has a boyfriend of her own, but that didn’t stop you from feeling the way you did. It wasn’t jealousy though. You wished it was jealousy, but no you couldn’t stop thinking about how much better she looked with Jungsu than you did. They looked like they would make a cute couple. She seemed like everything you weren’t. She was someone Jungsu deserved. Unlike you. You really don’t get why Jungsu asked you out. Certainly whatever he saw in you could be found in someone else, probably in higher amounts too.

“We should break up Jungsu,” you say right before entering your place.

“B-break up? No, why?” His eyes instantly became glossy and it tugged on your heart. You couldn’t let it stop you though. This is what would be best for Jungsu.

“We don’t work together.” You don’t work with him.

“What are you saying? Of course we work. Why are you saying this all the sudden?” Jungsu reached out for you and painfully stepped back.

“I know me saying this is sudden, but I’ve been thinking about it for a while. I’m sorry Jungsu.” You quickly headed inside, not letting Jungsu say another word. Your heart breaks as you hear Jungsu begging you to let him in. You have to remind yourself that it’s what’s best for him as tears fall down your face.

Jungsu had gotten word of the real reason why you broke up with him and he could not let you continue to think so low of yourself. You had to let you know how worthy you are. He wouldn’t accept your break up on these grounds. He knocked on your door relentlessly until you let him in.

“Why didn’t you tell me how you were feeling? This could have been avoided if you just talked to me y/n? You don’t deserve me? That ‘s the silliest thing I ever heard. You deserve me so much. I’m so lucky to have you. Our break up in invalid,” Jungsu spoke before you could tell him to leave.

“Jungsu, how can you not see how much better than me you are?” you state.

“You’re the one who can’t see how much you are. You’re worth so much y/n seriously it kills me that you can’t see that,” he tells you.

“But-”

“No buts. You’re mine and I’m yours. We’ll work this out together.” He hugs you the tightest he ever has.

Goan/Jiseok

It would be one thing if only you had doubts about being one who deserves Jiseok’s love, but it’s not just you. You can hear other people whisper about it along with the voices in your head. “I just don’t get why Jiseok got together with them. He could do so much better.” “How did he even meet someone like that?” “Let alone date them.” Those are the words you hear people day when they see you with Jiseok. They didn’t even try to hide it. It didn’t help that you already had some of these thoughts yourself. At first you were happy to be with Jiseok, but that quickly came tumbling down with self doubt.

“They’re right, you know?” you tell Jiseok.

“Who’s right about what?” Jiseok asked bewildered.

“I know you hear them. The people who whisper about me not being good enough for you. They’re right,” you explained.

“No they are not right y/n! They’re just jealous that you’re the one dating me and not them,” Jiseok insists.

“No, they’re right. I had the same thoughts without them even saying anything. I’m not good enough for you Jiseok. We should break up,” you say.

“No, we are not breaking up! This is complete nonsense! What about you makes you not ‘worthy’ of me huh?” Jiseok started to lose his temper. It makes him feel so frustrated that you could think so poorly of yourself. He waited impatiently for your answer.

“Jiseok it’s just I’m…” You couldn’t formulate any actual reasons, but it didn’t change how you felt.

“You’re what?” Jiseok prompted.

“I’m…” Again you couldn’t think of anything.

“Amazing, pretty, kind, make me happy, make me feel loved. Your smile still sends butterflies to my stomach. Someone who I don’t want to can can’t live without. The love of my life,” Jiseok listed.

“What?” you questioned looking at him. Jiseok lets out a quasi-sigh, taking a seat beside you. He tucks a stand of hair behind your ear then lets his hand rest on your cheek.

“You couldn’t give me any reasons why you aren’t good enough for me, but I can list hundreds of reasons why you are,” he says. “So stop thinking that you aren’t good enough for me. I wouldn’t have fallen madly in love with you if you weren’t.” he sincerely tells you.

“Ok I’ll try,” you weakly smiled.

“Good. I love you,” he firmly states.

“I love you too,” you return. Jiseok smiles and tenderly kisses your forehead.

O.de/Seungmin

“Y/n?” your friend called your attention.

“Yeah?” you replied.

“I say this from a place of love and concern ok?” they tell you. You start to feel unsettled.

“O..k?”

“I think Seungmin is getting bored of you,” they disclose. Your heart drops. You’ve always had this feeling that you were unworthy of Seungmin, so your friend's words felt like a punch to the gut.

“Huh?” You felt your emotions swarming over you.

“Don’t cry please. I didn’t say it to upset you. I just think you should be prepared. He’s probably going to break up with you soon.” You couldn’t fight the tears from falling from your eyes at the thought of Seungmin breaking up with you, but you knew your friend was right. He would break up with you at some point because you didn’t deserve him in the first place.

“Seungmin, I want to break up.” You thought that it would be easier if you broke up with Seungmin before he could break up with you.

“I don’t. What is this about?” he asked you.

“I’m sorry. I just don’t feel the same way about you as I used to,” you say. It’s a lie, but he doesn’t have to know.

“What do you mean? We were fine yesterday. Did I do something?” he questions.

“No, it’s not you Seungmin, it's me. I’m sorry my feelings changed. I didn’t want to hurt you, so I didn’t tell you sooner, but I can’t do this anymore.”

“Is that really how you feel?” he choked. He didn’t want to break up with you, but if it would make you happier he would have to. You nodded your head.

“I’m sorry,” you apologized. Your tears cascaded as you watched him leave.

Safe to say when your so-called friend hit on him right after your break up Seungmin was pissed. Even more pissed when your friend talked about how you weren’t good enough for him. That he certainly had to be getting bored after months of dating you. He just about strangled her when she suggested that she could keep him entertained way better than you could.

“You didn’t need to break up with me, what you needed was a better friend!” Seungmin stormed into your apartment. You forgot he had a key.

“Seungmin-” you started.

“You lied to me too.” He was clearly angry.

“Seungmin, I'm sorry. I did always have thoughts that you were too good for me and then my friend said-”

“They’re not your friend!” Seeungmin cut in. “A friend wouldn’t do that!”

“Then they said that you were getting bored of me,”

“Bored of you? Y/n the favorite part of my day is getting to see you,” Seungmin admits. “Never once have I been bored of you. You’re the light of my life. Everything felt so dark after you broke up with me. I need you. Come back to me please. I promise you’re everything I want and more.”

“Promise?” you sniffled.

“Promise,” Seungmin stated. You ran back into his arms right where you belong.

Junhan/Hyeongjun

“What did Hyeongjun see in you?” It was a question you couldn’t find the answer to no matter how hard and long you thought about it. You didn’t understand why he liked you when there were so many better options out there for him. He was way out of your league. You really had no business being together with him. You should have turned him down when he asked you out, but he was too sweet to resist. You thought that maybe your self doubt would disappear with time, but it was quite on the contrary. It grew with time. The longer you were with Hyeongjun the more you felt like you didn’t deserve him. You decided that it was time to let him go.

“Hyeongjun I’m sorry, but we need to break up,” you stated. Hyeongjun felt his heart crack on the stop.

“N-no w-why would you say that? I did something didn’t I? Y/n I’m sorry. I’ll do better. I’ll be a better boyfriend,” he stammered out.

“Be a better boyfriend?” What was he talking about? He was the best boyfriend there could possibly be. You were the one who needed to be better.

“Yes, I’ll be better. I promise ok? Please don’t leave me.” Tears fell from his eyes as he desperately grabbed onto one of your hands with both of his.

“You don’t need to be better Hyeongjun. I’m the one who needs to be better,” you tell him.

“What?” he asked, still not letting go of your hand.

“I’m the one who needs to be better. I’m not good enough for you Hyeongjun. For the longest time I’ve been stuck thinking about what you could possibly see in me. I can never think of an answer. There’s nothing to see in me,” you revealed.

“Y/n that is not true at all,” Hyeongjun says.

“Then what do you see in me?” you asked him the question that had been haunting you.

“Everything. I see my happiness, my world, my future, my hopes and dreams. I see the person I want to spend the rest of my life with,” Hyeongjun tells you.

“How could you possibly see that?” Hyeongjun moves his hands to cup your face.

“Because that’s what you mean to me, everything.” He rests his forehead against yours. “Sometimes I just don’t know if I deserve to be your everything like you are mine,” he confesses.

“You’re my everything too,” you reveal. He holds you like you’re his everything and you do the same.

Jooyeon

“Jooyeon could do so much better, don’t you think?” You hear someone gossip.

“One hundred percent. I don’t get why he is with them. Specially for so long. Certainly they aren’t that great.”

“Literally not possible.” You hear laughter proceed their conversion. It’s not the first time you’ve heard people say that you aren’t right for Jooyeon. That he could do way better than you. At first you tried to brush it off, but you felt their words lingering around you. Soon enough you couldn’t help but think about them too. How Jooyeon was out of your league. That you were nowhere near good enough for him. He deserved better. You shouldn’t keep holding him back from what he deserved.

“I want to break up,” you tell Jooyeon.

“I don’t.” He replied almost too casually.

“Jooyeon come on. I’m being serious,” you say. Jooyeon sits up from where he laid on the couch.

“I’m being serious too. Why should we break up anyway? There is no good reason to,” he questions. You left out a mix between a laugh and a chuckle.

“Funny that you say good reasons,” you said.

“How is that funny?”

“Because I’m not good enough for you,” you answered.

“What kind of crap is that! You are so good enough for me!” he argues.

“No I’m not. There is no way you don’t hear people talk about how I’m not.”

“Why are you listening to no good people? I’m the only one who gets to decide if you’re good enough for me and I decided that you are better than good enough a long time ago,” he states.

“I feel like I’m not good enough for you though,” you confess. Jooyeon’s demeanor shifts to a softer one compared to his previous angry one.

“Why?” His voice almost cracked. You shrugged.

“I don’t know exactly why. I just wonder what makes me enough for you I guess.” You look down at your feet.

“Honestly I gave you my heart the first moment I looked at you. Sometimes we can’t exactly put things into words, but I just knew that you were the one for me. That I want to spend every waking moment of my life with you,” Jooyeon wraps his arms around your waist. “And I hope that you want to spend every moment of your life with me,” he adds.

“I do,” you tell him.

“Great. We basically just exchanged marriage vows so there is no way you can try to break up with me now,” Jooyeon jokes. You laughed, wrapping your arms back around him.

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tyb1 · 1 year

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Standing In The Rain

pairings: Seth x reader

summary: after weeks of not talking due to secrets being held Seth finally confronts the reader while standing in the rain

warnings: angst then fluff 😋

w/c: 1087

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A/N: Thank you guys for 1,000+ notes on Rainy Days ♥️🥺

“So you’re just going to leave me out in the rain!?” Seth yelled, his hands waving in the air as he tried his best to get your attention.

The rain poured down on the roof of your car, you sat watching the wipers push the hard rain off of your windows. Everything was calm for a few seconds, you had just arrived back from your night class. The news that was spreading on the radio caught your attention, and that was one of the reasons why you decided to sit in the car, the other was the rain that was pouring down. The final one was your boyfriend standing in the middle of your driveway blocking you from entering your house.

It has been approximately a week since you last spoke to him, it honestly didn’t bother you. Every time you thought about him you grew irritated with him and the situation he put you in. No explanation could honestly bring you out of this funk that you were in, however, if you didn’t allow him into your car your parents would come outside and invite him into your house.

With the most stoic facial expression, you unlocked the door, you kept your eyes on him as he made his way around to your car. Once he touched bases in your passenger seat you went back to what you were doing before he interrupted you. Seth on the other hand was pushing every button on the heat to get warm.

Your eyes raised with the utmost cockiness there was, “I thought you couldn’t get sick. Isn’t that the werewolf within you?”

Seth turned to look at you, from the corner of your eye you could still see the water pellets dropping from his skin. “Yeah, but I’m still soaking wet from the water. I’ve been standing out there for like 26 minutes.” He continued to ramble about the rain getting into his ears making them hurt when they dry. And how he was going to smell like a wet dog since his clothes were all muddy. He talked and talked until he finally stopped, he noticed that you weren’t listening to him. Your eyes were glued to your garage, too deep in your thoughts to even give a damn about what he was saying.

“Can I explain myself?” He asked, he reached into your back seat to grab a spare shirt of yours. His hands ran through his hair as he tried his best to dry it with the cotton material.

You looked down at your apple watch, it was already going on 9 at night. Your curfew was at 10 so that meant he only had approximately 10 minutes to explain himself.

“There’s honestly nothing to explain, I’ve heard it all Seth.” You turned to look at him, he was staring back at you with the utmost remorseful look. You could tell he meant no harm from the situation but it hurt knowing that he lied. “It hurts more knowing that I had to hear it from them rather than you.”

His eyes softened as he began to speak, “I know, trust me I was going to tell you but I didn’t want it to be too much on you. You know the whole werewolf thing is one thing but imprinting is a whole other situation. That was something special I was supposed to tell you.”

With your arms crossed you leaned back into the chair. The flashback of that day came dancing back into your head. The boys joking around with their girlfriends, Seth walked away from the group for one second and the beans were spilled. He could’ve warned the boys that you didn’t know, you sat there looking stupid with tears in your eyes. They told you what imprinting was, it sounded like Seth was only with you because he had to. You genuinely had a love for Seth Clearwater and it hurt to know that the same love that you had for him wasn’t the same for him. Seth's love was forced upon him, he had no choice but to you love.

Forcefully your eyes closed, and the hurt you felt from the weeks prior started to emerge. You could feel Seth pulling your arm into him. You didn’t bother to put up a fight, you allowed your body to melt into his wet one. “They made it seem like you’re only with me because of fate. Like we’re supposed to be in love because you imprinted on me. It honestly sounds creepy Seth.” You mumbled into his shirt, you could hear his heartbeat getting faster by the minute. He was nervous.

“See, That’s exactly why I didn’t want to tell you yet. It’s so much more than that (Y/N). I’m not with you because I imprinted on you, I’m with you because I genuinely have a love for you and I want to be with you.” His head rested on top of yours as he tapped his fingers gently against your skin.

“I don’t like the secrets Seth, that’s why I was so upset with you. You can’t hide things like this from me no matter how bad you think they are.”

“I know and I’m sorry. I was just trying to do the right thing. It’s a lot to take on but trust me when I say that I didn’t want to hurt you. I would never do that to you (Y/N). From now on no more secrets.”

He held out his pinky finger which you wrapped your own tightly around. That sealed the deal about everything you two just talk about Looking up at Seth you could see the moonlight reflecting off of his brown eyes, he looked like he was in deep thought. His eyes were panned out to the rain. Gently you shook his arm catching his attention, “Seth, I’m not blaming you for any of this. I guess I was just stuck in my own ways. I understand that you wanted to wait for my well-being which I respect so much about you. But next time could you please give your boys head-ups.” You laughed, Seth nodded his head. The biggest grin on his face.

With one hand under your chin, he brought your lips up to his. “You don’t have to worry about anything else princess.” He whispered those words against your lips before closing the space with his own.

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sugarpasteltmnt · 2 months

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i am currently catching up on neon void, and it is a delight to read. your descriptions of leo’s mind is mesmerizing and grabs the reader’s attention so well. it’s very diverse and unique compared to other interpretations and fics♥️

i’m curious to know what your thinking process was like while writing leo’s insanity and his own thought processes.

(spoilers for ch11) the scene that stuck out to me the most was when leo was about to infect donnie. it felt so vulnerable and raw ahh

anyways i just want to dig into your mind a little to know how it works.

keep up the great work, you are doing wonderful.

WAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH 😭😭😭 you are so sweet thank you!! 💙💗‼️and ohmigosh what a fun ask.

tbh i sat on this one for a while to think of how to dive into it-- beware of my (VERY) long ramblings below!

this question really got me Thinkin' and i kinda popped off but!! If i may indulge myself, here's sort of a wild explanation of how i approach Leo's Insane Brain for this specific fic:

does it meet R.I.S.E???

R - Realistic? I - Interesting? S - Silly? E - Existential?

R - Realistic

"How the hell do i make this sound realistic" is often an obstacle i run into. but it's also the Secret Sauce. What really gives the thought process direction. Given Leo's current situation, he's battling between what he wants and what he needs to do. Which is often a very real problem real people have. Exaggerating it helps create a fun back-and-forth dialog that can make his thoughts seem muddled.

With Leo in this fic’s setup, there are about five main key factors i rely on with his decision making:

Happiness The root of Leo’s general personification. He’s the guy who beat Krang One. The one who escaped a place worse than Hell. After years of missing home so much he’s FINALLY home. He’s drunk on happiness. He was finally home. And that relief and joy is what makes him so jubilant and goofy.

Awareness of his goal Though Rise Leo is a very funny dude, he's still a Leonardo. Throughout the series, Leo is the voice of reason when things are getting out of hand or are potentially dangerous. Leo's had nothing but time to think. Wishing what he'd done different. Wishing he had been more serious. After five years obsessing over his mistake and missing his family, the moment he see's the opportunity to make sure this never happens again he'll latch onto it. And when the stakes are high, accentuating that tension can help with frantic impact of his thinking.

His desire to see his family This desire often clashes with point number 2. Writing his internal struggle between the two helps with the “overwhelmed thoughts” vibe. It’s hard for him to choose! And he doesn’t wanna have to choose! Playing out the conflict between his 'want' vs his 'need to do' helps me bring out his nervous thinking process.

He's self-reprimanding thoughts We all love an Angsty Leo. It was hinted in the show that he had some self-esteem issues, but who doesn't love ramping it up to 11 for a fic??? That, and he was trapped with Krang this whole time. After hearing he was nothing but trash for five years PLUS the guilt of nearly ending the world, the guy doesn't exactly see himself in a great light you know? This can help clash with point 1, again helping with that 'what he wants' vs 'what he needs to do' inner conflict.

Instinct to Survive / Feral Tendencies This one is super fun. I love feral AUs/tropes. With little to no socialization in the Prison Dimension, Leo's sanity started to slip, leaving his body's natural instincts to become more profound. Plus, with the Krang Parasite, I like to exaggerate how feral/dangerous he could be outside of 'turtle' instincts. (Seeing that parasite hosts in the movie were very violent). Sprinkling in feral moments is just a delicious thrill I love adding, and it makes the insanity factor skyrocket and it's so fun to write 🩵🩵🩵

I - Interesting

Is Leo's thought process interesting to read??? Honestly, I just gun for what I think is the most interesting; Leo's relationship with his brothers (especially Raph), and the cause and effects of his shenanigans.

Also, I liked to experiment with wonky texts to help emphasize key moments or words to grab attention. Mostly because it feels like a fun surprise to read them in my opinion. Though not necessary in writing, I thought using some funky fonts might entice and excite 💙

S- Silly

THE BIG ONE!!! EVERYONE'S FAVORITE!!! 🎉🎊🥳🎉 Something I really love love love about Rise's style is that it's silly It's unique! It's fun! I love that Leo and the others are goofy and have some slap-stick moments. And I wanted to keep that with Leo despite everything. Plus, I ADORE that in this iteration of TMNT, the characters are such showmen. They are DRAMATIC. They are SILLY. And that's something I wanna celebrate!! Plus, as much as I love angst, writing nothing but pure angst is exhausting. (And I'm sure reading pure angst isn't enjoyably to everyone.) Throwing in Silly moments is like a little moment of refreshment to me 🩵

I also like to believe that Leo kept his sense of humor out of sheer SPITE. The 'wipe that stupid grin off your face' line in the movie really stuck with me. I feel like Leo would smile through his fear and still be a clown just to spite Krang One.

E - Existential

At the end of the day, Leo is dealing with a VERY big issue. I felt like the Rise movie did an excellent job portraying the severity of an alien invasion for the setting Rise had. And the weight of the situation would be too great for one person. And this is often what I refer back to to make Leo snap. A relapse in clarity of mind. A moment for the panic and PTSD to come back in full force and make him rely on his instincts. Usually the feral instincts he became more attuned with while fleeing/fighting Krang One. It also goes hand-in-hand with his awareness of his goal (as mentioned in 'Realistic' above).

And that's kinda a word-vomit of how it goes!! Honestly??? The tug-o-war between conflicting thoughts helps me write the madness in his head. It's been super fun and interesting, and I hope it's been fun to read!!! (Though I'm telling you now I will NOT be doing those floating text tables again OOF)

Thank you again for the ask it was super fun to think about ;w; 🩵‼️

#thank u for coming to my Ted Talk #long post #sorry i kinda Went Off (affectionate) on this lmao #does this make sense??? only Pizza Supreme knows 😔#pastel prattling

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imsoquarky · 10 months

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Canon vs Headcanon (MK Edition)

Flags featured: Transgender, Pansexual

You can ask literally anybody who knows me, I have a thing for main characters. Majority of the time when I watch/read stuff, the main character is either my #1 or #2.

Anyways, I giggled the entire time drawing in the lego style (regardless of how unfinished it feels next to my own art style-) and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't tempted to draw in it more. I gave my MK vitiligo to represent the mask that Wukong & Macaque have, and the MK I drew here is pre-meeting Ink MK. My bestie also found something awhile back that MK was supposed to have a tooth gap or whatever and I love tooth gaps so it's there too. I will talk about this for ages if you let me but this description is becoming a bit much.

Maybe I'll do this again, probably with Macaque or Red Son. Speaking of Red Son, I do have more art with him at the ready, and I constantly re-read the thirsty-ass hashtags people reblogged him with. Please, don't stop. It makes my day and I have so much fun reading them. If it helps, I think he's pretty too.

♠️ - ♣️ - ♥️ - ♦️

(Apologies for the ramble!! <3)

#lego monkie kid #lego monkie kid fanart #lmk #lmk mk #monkie kid #qi xiaotian #mk lmk #lmk fanart #lmk qi xiaotian #art meme #im obsessed with lego men #it's becoming an issue #art by quarky

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cissyenthusiast010155 · 10 months

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Part 4 of First Times with Larissa please :)

Hey there @tahliama !! Of course, how could I refuse 😉

First Times Ch 4: We Interrupt this Program… ~Larissa Weems xFem Student!Sorceress!Reader

Here’s First Times Part 4! This chapter highlights how checking in with your partner is important, also talking about labels 💞 Smut to come in future chapters, but this one is mainly angst and fluff! PSA: it’s ok to have anxiety about things related to sex, especially if you’re a virgin. Not professional advice: but it’s always good to talk to someone, like your partner or a close person you trust ♥️

Link to Ch 1, Ch 2, Ch 3, Ch5

Mommy… Master List

Requests & Prompt-List

Warnings: NSFW, 18+!, masturbation, anxiety, implied anxiety attacks, overwhelmed!reader, angst, little fluff, implied mommy kink, mistress kink, pet names, implied future smut, etc.

Enjoy (;

After your soothing bath with Larissa, you returned to your room. Your mind was still spinning at your situation. It was surreal.

Who would have thought that you would be with Larissa Weems…??

Everything was everywhere all at once… To be clear, you weren’t against a relationship with Larissa, after all you were of age. But she was a stunning goddes… and you were an inexperienced teenager… it was all fucking crazy.

And then there was the fact of your apparent mommy kink…?!?

~~~

“Baby, be a good girl and take off mommy’s knickers for her…” Larissa moaned out in need, stopping you in the middle of you teasing her thighs.

Your breath hitched. Larissa’s eyes widened at her slip of the tongue.

“Yes… mommy…” you whispered, hooking your knickers with your teeth and taking them off.

~~~

You knew that Larissa hadn’t meant to say it aloud, but it just felt so natural…

You winced to yourself at the embarrassing idea of Larissa discussing that at your next rendezvous.

But the same puzzling thought ruminates in your mind the rest of the day…

Why would Larissa pick you…?

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The entire week, your mind was working in overdrive around Larissa and your relationship. It was all you could think about.

Passing glances in the hallway with the blonde principal seemed like way more than they used to…

Little comments sent your mind further down the gutter…

Light touches sent your body into aching heat…

An aching heat which you would rush back to your dorm to relieve with your own shaky hands. You’d slam your dorm room door shut, not bothering to lock it, simply collapsing against it and snaking your hand past your knickers and into your soaked cunt.

God, that woman had such an effect on you…

You’d slam your head against the door in pleasure as you came around your fingers at the thought of the tall blonde. You’d then take a few moments to catch your breath, and then it was back to your daily schedule of classes.

Your week ended with an especially challenging Friday, leaving you worn out and even more anxious over the upcoming rendezvous tomorrow with the one and only Larissa Weems. You couldn’t wait any longer. Not even one night.

And that’s how you found yourself, knocking on Larissa’s office doors at 9:43pm on that Friday…

You entered her office with her word and took a deep breath. Larissa looked up from her work and her face lit up.

“Oh Darling…! What a pleasant surprise!” Her silky voice exclaimed.

You closed the door, while she indicated for you to sit. You did so. It didn’t take long for Larissa to notice your off demeanor and for her face to change quite quickly.

“What’s the matter, love?” She gently asked.

Your head rushed with anxious ramblings and your face went bright red.

“I… What are we…?” You spoke in a whisper.

Larissa pursed her lips.

“What do you want us to be…?”

You finally looked up to meet her gaze. Her eyes glistened with vulnerability.

“I— I don’t know…”

“Is this about the ‘mommy’ thing, Darling…? Because I sincerely apologized if that made you uncomfortable…” Larissa gently asked you.

“Yes—No… not really. It didn’t feel wrong, but it also didn’t feel right. It just got me thinking… And I can’t stop. I need to know what we are…”

“I understand that. Labels can provide safety and understanding in any relationship.”

You nodded, looking back at the ground.

“What would you like to be…?” She repeated.

You looked up once more, your feelings caught in yo ur throat.

“Yours…” you whispered.

Larissa gulped.

“Perhaps you’d be interested in a mistress/servant relationship…?” She gently offered, deflecting your vulnerable admittance.

“What is that…?”

“I’d be your mistress and you’d do what I tell you. It’s a type of power dynamic. Would that be the label your comfortable with?” She explained and asked.

Your eyes lit up with some hope at her words. You bit your lip and nodded.

“Yes… that sounds good, thank you.” You whimpered.

“Thank you, mistress…” Larissa lightly teased, making you giggle lightly.

Larissa then got up from her chair and came over to you, cupping your face and pressing a light kiss to your lips.

“Would you prefer to skip tomorrow, Darling…?” She asked, searching your eyes for any hesitancy.

You sighed, feeling like you were able for the first time this whole week.

“No, mistress. But maybe we can do something a little less intense…?”

“Of course, Sweet girl…” Larissa purred, “Now go get some sleep, you look exhausted, Darling…”

One final peck on your lips and you were off to bed for the night. And that night, you slept better than you had in weeks.

~~~

Ch 5 with new experiences… linked here 🤭

Larissa Weems Masterlist

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pitiplush · 5 months

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Hi, I know I've been MIA for a while, but since the news about the cancellation of Shadow and Bone broke I've been sad and I need to let it all out. I've come to think of my blog here like a safe haven, so there's no better place for this.

These photos are of the very first original amigurumis I've ever made (sorry for the first photo, I hastily put it together just for this post because none of my photos seemed good enough). As you can see they are some of the characters of Shadow & Bone: Alina, the Darkling, Inej and Kaz. This was back in 2021, when the show premiered. Back then I had never heard of the Grishaverse, but when I saw the teaser my curiosity was piqued so I gave the books a chance and I LOVED them. After so many years on a reader's block and at a time in my life where I was struggling to get by, I had something new and exciting to look forward to. I loved the show (watched it twice in a row, actually), I loved the cast and I loved everything surrounding the Grishaverse. I even convinced two of my friends to read the books (and I regret nothing) 😂

I was so thrilled I HAD to do something, to create something new inspired by the Grishaverse. At that moment I had been crocheting only for a year but I thought I could try and see if something came out of it. That's how I crocheted Alina, my very first bookish amigurumi. It's not my best work, sure, but till this day I'm so very proud of the result. This was my first attempt at designing an amigurumi, I felt like I was improving my craftsmanship while honouring one of my favourite fantasy sagas. So I kept going, I crocheted the Darkling, made changes to get a better design, started putting more effort into my photos, even replicating the show posters. I kept growing my collection, adding Inej and Kaz and taking fun photos of all of them.

I didn't get far in terms of interactions and likes with them but I didn't care that much, I was just genuinely elated that I was creating something new with my bare hands and that was my priority.

And after them, I stuck to the book amigurumis. Created new patterns and characters, got more involved in photography and photoedition, and strived to do better with each new amigurumi. I got happier too, the thrill to create and share not only my craft but the books I love the most has been the best part of these last three years. And none of that wouldn't have existed without Shadow & Bone, without Leigh Bardugo and her universe, without that amazing cast and all of the writers and staff that have worked tirelessly to bring the Grishaverse to life.

So yeah, I'm heartbroken it has come to this abrupt and unfair end, especially when there was just a season left. In a way it feels like putting an end to a part of my journey as an amigurumi artist, this first part in which I was fumbling to learn and create something new. And as sad as it is, I want to say thank you too. It's not much, but it feels right to use my small amigurumi kingdom and reach to say thank you to everyone involved in the Grishaverse. You've made me unbelievably happy in so many different ways that I have trouble putting it into words.

Thank you as well to everyone who has taken a bit of their time to like, share and leave comments about my Grishaverse amigurumis. You helped me believe in my work and gave me strength to keep crocheting.

I will always remember the first time I showed Alina and the Darkling to my best friends and we talked about how I could crochet the rest, and which ones they wanted to see the most and "omg what if one of the actors noticed your work?????". It will never happen, but imagining the possibility still makes me feel a bit giddy even after two years.

If you've read this far, thank you to you too and sorry for my silly ramblings ♥️ If you love S&B too I'm free to cry together about all of the things we will never see on screen anymore.

P.S.: who would've thought that little me having a crush on Prince Caspian (aka the great Ben Barnes) would have ended in crocheting plushies inspired in book characters??? Not me for sure 😂

#amigurumi #crafts #pitiplush #artists on tumblr #fiber art #yarnblr #shadow and bone #grishaverse #six of crows #alina starkov #the darkling #inej ghafa #kaz brekker #jessie mei li #ben barnes #amita suman #freddy carter #bookish #leigh bardugo

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minhwa · 8 months

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AN: I am very much in love with Mingyu and these are just some of my thoughts about how he would be in a relationship ♥️

~ Mingyu is the type of person to love you BECAUSE of your flaws because those are the things that make you you. Like even though when you leave a half empty glass on the counter it annoys him he wouldn’t have it any other way because he KNOWS he would miss that type of thing if it didn’t happen. And the way you would get whiny or clingy when tired he would find it so adorable every time.

~ Even when you argue with each other, which probably doesn’t happen that often, even though he’s so annoyed in that moment he wouldn’t want to argue with anyone else besides you for the rest of his life.

~ He’s also the type to just stare at you when you doing something, like your reading a book on the couch and he’s watching you from the other end of the couch. Or like your washing dishes or cooking dinner and he’s just standing in the door way or sitting at the counting just admiring you. Just staring at you with so much love

~ Also I feel like he would be the type of partner that would try so hard to make you feel confident. Like if you tell him you don’t look good or you don’t think you’re good enough for him he would spend extra time and effort trying to make you feel loved and that you deserve the world.

~ We both know Mingyu like physical affection and is clingy. So in a social setting he would always be holding your hand, hand on thigh, his arm would around your waist grabbing it, he would do the tall person thing where he would rest his head on yours, if your across the room from him he would still make sure your okay by trying to make eye contact with you.

~ Would let you paint his nails if you wanted to.

~ Would wear any clothes you gave him or jewelry you made/ gave him.

~ Definitely gives you his hoodies to wear whenever you are together just cause he want to see you in it.

~ Is the type to affectionately play with your hair. Would learn how to braid just so you didn’t have to do the extra work in the mornings.

~ Would sit with you while you are doing your hobby, whether it be reading or painting or puzzles, whatever it is he just wants to be near you.

~ Will sit through hours of you rambling about the things you love with a small smile on his face because he likes learning about the things you love.

~ Would insist on buying couple outfits/ jewelry because he wants everyone to know you’re together.

~ Will slow dance with you in the kitchen to no music at anytime of day.

~ Let’s you pick the music in the car because he’ll enjoy it no matter what

~ WILL tease you about little things throughout the day

~ Mingyu is the person that teaches you how to play basketball and celebrates EVERY basket you make.

~ Would lay on you with his head on your chest and listen to your heartbeat to fall asleep.

#mingyu fluff #mingyu scenarios #mingyu x reader #kim mingyu fluff #seventeen #seventeen reactions #kim mingyu

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thelikesoffinn · 5 months

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Hi Miss social worker!

Help settle a debate: my boyfriend and I are disagreeing on astarion and poly relationships. He says that Astarion just says he's okay with it but doesn't want to disappoint Tav, I say he is okay with it for real.

We both rly liked your analysis, so we figured we'd ask you to help us settle this. So what do you say?

(We really loved your analysis btw, and we agree wholeheartedly! ♥️)

Awww Miss Social Worker!? Melted. Consider me a gooey puddle now.

As for your question: Difficult! I see why your opinions would drift apart in that regard, for I myself am slightly torn on it as well.

On one side, I can definitely see Astarion lying about this topic in order to make Tav happy. Especially early-game Astarion, because that boy is confidently unconfident, at least where relationships are concerned.

However, I do believe that he would, as soon as he's more comfortable with Tav, tell them the truth if he actually was uncomfortable with this arrangement. He's not as good at holding his tongue as he'd like to believe.

So yes, I do think Astarion is actually okay with poly relationships (or even short flings).

His reaction to Tav's walk-of-shame after shagging Mizora is quite telling in that regard. He was as playful and sassy as ever; he was quite humoured by Tav's potential fear of losing him, and I was actually surprised at how relaxed and chill he was with Tav cheating on him. The only thing he wanted to know is why, and once Tav reassured him that it has absolutely nothing to do with him or anything he does, he's completely relaxed.

(Now, on a personal level: I abso-fucking-lutely hated that reaction of his, and to me, this just shows that Astarion has a long way of healing yet to go, BUT that's a whole 'nother issue that I'll happily ramble on about if anyone wants to hear it.)

His reaction when Tav talks to him about Halsin is also similarly laid back. He's joking, he's smug and he seems to genuinely enjoy this conversation. He needs a little reassurance once again, as traumatised babes often do, but then it's all chill, which seems rather genuine and telling to me.

So, to sum it up, I do think late-game Astarion can be trusted when he says that he's okay with Tav dragging another fella into this.

Early game Astarion, however? Yeah, he'd lie just to keep Tav by his side and happy.

Which essentially means I can't break ties here because I agree with both of you in different ways! I'm sorry petal!

#also please take anything I say with a grain of salt #i haven't slept properly for nearly a week and my brain is tired and goofy #but I hope I could help #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #baldurs gate 3 #baldur's gate #baldurs gate #astarion #the dark urge #bg3 tav #astarion x tav #baldurs gate tav #tav #halsin #mizora bg3 #halsin bg3

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wifeyifey · 1 year

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Hi! How are you? Hope you are doing good

The “Raphael (bayverse) x gn!crush!reader” was 🥲 so sweet, could you make do one with the other boys? Separately please, doesn’t have to be the same prompt, maybe one the reader got only a “warning” and decided to sleep with the fav turtle, other could be more fluffy, they had an nightmare over a situation like this and asked for the turtle to visit them, stuff like it? I hope I made sense

I love confession scenarios and yours were so cute! Hope you have a great day ♥️

Hi! I'm doing better than I was this morning 🤪

Thank you so much!! I'm glad you like my writing! I was def gonna switch it up for the next two boys, I'll make it more like what your requested

I hope you have an awesome day! Plus I hope you like the ones coming up! 🥰

Here's Donatello's!

Donatello x gn!crush!reader

Description: Still a one-bed trope, but Donnie gets a panicked call and he's there in an instant.

Donnie was working on something in his lab, as always, but today he was falling asleep as he was tinkering. He was moments away from knocking out and slamming his head on his work table, when all of a sudden his alarms were going off. He immediately recognized the sound to be your caller ID. He never wanted to miss a call from you so he also set several alarms to go off when you called him specifically. He was frantically searching for his phone to stop the alarms and to get his chance to talk to you. He nearly smacked himself in the head when he found his phone right next to his gadget he was tinkering with earlier.

He took a deep breath when he looked at your contact photo on his phone and hit the answer button. “Heyy, (N/N). What’s up?” he said confidently. “H-Hey, Donnie. Uh. Are you doing anything right now?” He heard the hesitance in your voice and he instantly knew something was wrong. “I’m not doing anything now. Need me to grab something for you before I get to your place?” he asked knowing there’s no way he’s not coming over. “Uhm. No, just you is fine. Just be safe,” you said softly. “Always.”

Donnie grabbed all of his gear and headed up to the surface and to your place. He was trying to think of things that could’ve possibly happened and all he wanted to do was make sure you were ok.

You turned to your porch when you heard the tapping and you quickly opened it for Donnie. As he stepped past you and walked into the room making sure the parameter was clear, “Hey, is everything ok, dove?” you locked your porch and pulled the blinds and turned to face him and raised your arms up for him to hug you. He quickly leaned down and picked you up with your arms securing around his neck and his arms going behind your back and under your knees. He walked you guys over to the couch and sat down with you in his lap.

“We don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to. We can just sit here and I’ll hold you.” He said as you snuggled your head into the crook of his neck. “It was just a bad day and I had a bad dream,” you said softly.

His arms are wrapped securely around you and you place your hand on the arm in front of you, messing with the fabric of the band on his arm. “Hey, Donnie?” “Hmm?” “You’ll never leave me right?” you ask softly as you look up into his eyes with small tears forming in yours. “What? N-No. Never. I’d never leave you, (Y/N),” he cleared his throat a little before continuing, “I adore you too much. Youretooclosetomyheart,” he rambled quickly. You smiled at his words with tears falling down your cheeks and Donnie was quick to wipe them away. “I have always adored you, Donnie. I-... I really love you, D,” you said as you leaned into his hand that was wiping your cheek. You felt the heat rush to your face when he had a small shocked face on, his jaw hanging loosely as his mouth was open, not expecting you to outright say you love him. You couldn’t help but giggle at his expression and he immediately steels his face and looks at you with such seriousness.

His eyes flicking from your eyes to your lips and you don’t notice until your lips are a hair apart. You close the gap and you swear he’s holding his breath. You pulled away and laughed at the fact that his eyes were closed and his lips still pursed. He slowly opened his eyes and licked his lips nervously. “Wow. I think I need to practice kissing. Um. You mind… if I try again?” Donnie asked as he leaned in, kissing your lips over and over in little pecks and then finally one sweet, longer kiss. You both pulled away gasping lightly for air. You smiled up at him and he smiled down at you then leaned in to rub his nose against yours. You pressed your forehead against his with your noses still brushing lightly against each other.

“Donnie? Will you please stay the night?” you ask softly. “Of course, my dove,” he kissed your forehead and then your lips and picked you up carrying you to your room. He lays you down gently onto your bed and then climbs in behind you. Donnie spooned you tightly but didn’t realize how tired he was until he was knocked out. You following close behind him to dream world.

Lmk what yall think!

Requests are open!

#tmnt x reader #tmnt bayverse x reader #Donatello x reader #Donatello bayverse x reader

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kunikidanelson · 2 months

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your kunikida rambles are real as hell the only thing id note is that the reason kunikida is withdrawn and alone is because he has the tendency to get too attached and suffer for it. the anime cuts a lot of his more tender characterisation we see in the manga and light novels. he withdraws because he is incredibly self aware and knows his heart can actually be quite fragile. especially later in the series we see him being preyed on For his overwhelming and uncontrollable adoration and love for everyone in his life — hes easy to target because hes someone who loves so ardently. he is soooooooooo unstable and crazy and a huge part of that is because he gets interested and attached despite his self control.

anyway sorry i just love kunikida so much and wanted an excuse to talk about him :3. i hope you have a lovely day!!!!!!!!

(also the manga and light novels can be found online too, im sure youd be able to find a copy if you ever do want to read them ^-^. you obviously dont have to though!)

OOOOOO AMAZING!!! THANK YOU I LOVE READING ABOUT MY BBG AND HOW UNSTABLE HE IS ♥️♥️♥️ YOU SEE I'VE BEEN TRYING TO FIND THE MANGA AND LIGHT NOVELS ONLINE BUT I JUST CANT FIND ANYTHING, IF ANYBODY IS WILLING TO HELP ME PIRATE THIS SHIT THOUGH PLEASE GIMME A LINK IT'D BE GREATLY APPRECIATED

Kunikida is love, kunikida is life, amen

#bsd kunikida #bsd #kunikida doppo #HELP

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sparkles-and-trash · 5 months

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dabihawks suggestive fluff and bird instincts!🐤♥️

It’s not easy for any big pro to date, this is just a known fact.

Between weeding out the people who’s just in it for the status or money, the actual crazy stalkers, and the people willing to sell you as a story to the press?

Yeah, it’d be like having a second job, which he is way too busy for.

That’s the excuse Keigo usually go with, and so far, it have worked swell.

Well, up until this moment, it had. Now it was all falling apart, and it was falling fast.

Now, there were big, warm hands running trough his sensitive wings, mismatched lips that had been a leading role in Keigo’s dreams for a long time were kissing and biting his neck and shoulder, and electric blue eyes are looking at him like he’s something to be loved and desired.

All of it would have been perfect if it weren’t for the other part of the dating question Keigo was so often confronted with.

The answer he didn’t give out to anyone, ever.

Because besides the whole hero thing, there was the whole bird thing.

To be fair, how could anyone sit down the person they have any sort of feelings for and explain that, because of your quirk, the whole dating and mating process is more complicated than anyone would expect?

That it takes a long time for romantic interest to start, because most big birds, unlike humans, mate for life.

Keigo’s brain telling him that for any romantic and sexual to occur, he needs to know all he can about this potential mate.

He needs to be sure.

Which is ironic, considering the person his instincts finally decided to let in is the one of the most dangerous villains in the country.

At least, that’s what said villain wants everyone to think.

Keigo knows it’s more complicated than that.

But right now, Keigo has other things on his mind.

Like those hands moving from his wings to his ass, and those mismatched lips presses against Keigo’s own, their tounges dancing eagerly against each other, making the winged man whine into the arsonists’ mouth.

«Dabs, wait-» Keigo gasps as they pull apart, and Dabi hums curiously as he moves to press kisses to Keigo’s jaw.

«I- I need to, ah fuck, right there…»

Dabi contuine to nibble and suck a hickey right under Keigo’s ear, before he stops and pulls back.

«You need to what, pretty Bird?» he asks, hands slowly running up and down Keigo’s bare sides.

Keigo blinket, trying to clear his head.

«I, uhm, just, I need to know if this is just, heh, yanno, if…»

He trailed off and felt his face heat up.

Fuck, why was this so hard?! Talking was usually one of his strong suits.

But Dabi just hums deeply, and as he leans forward to press a quick kiss to Keigo’s lips, before he leans his forhead against Keigo’s.

«If this is just about the fucking for me?» he finishes off Keigo’s awkward rambling, and to his horror Keigo hears himself let out an embarrased chirp as he nods quickly and draws back a little.

«There’s nothin’ wrong with that of course, I just, my whole chemestry is a bit different, and it’s not something I can change, and I’m not sure how I’d deal if this wasn’t meaning the same to you?» he finally admits, awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck, avoiding Dabi’s eyes.

Dabi doesn’t reply right away, instead he gently but firmly grabs Keigo’s chin and make him look at him again, and Keigo’s heart flutters embarrasingly when he sees that the healthy parts of Dabi’s face is tinted pink, and how heavy his eyes are.

«Do you think I make a habit of sleeping with heroes?» he asks with a smirk.

Keigo rolls his eyes a little, but feels a smil tug at his lips.

«I don’t know what you’re up to in your spare time,» he quips back, and Dabi laughs in that lovely deep way he does.

«Well, I don’t,» he says before he leans in and kisses the hero deeply, moving his hands back towards his waist.

«So no, this is not just a random fuck to me, either,» he says when they break apart again.

Keigo just nods frantically, desperate to have those hands back all over him.

«Okay, yeah, good,» he gasps as Dabi’s hands moves to help guide Keigo’s hips against his own.

«Good,» Dabi repeats with a smirk and heavy eyes.

«Now, let’s get to the main act, shall we?»

#dabihawks #Hawks #Dabi #Dabi x Hawks #Hawks x Dabi #toukei #hotwings #touya todoroki #keigo takami #Keigo x Touya #Touya x Keigo #dabihawks fluff #mha #bnha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia

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Hi!! I have a request for my favorite scientist Viktor ♥️ could I please get a fic in which Viktor has developed feelings for one of his fellow scientists and is avoiding them out of fear of being unprofessional? I would love it if he eventually confessed once reader confronts Viktor about him ignoring them. Thank you <3

Smart But Wrong

Tags: 870 words, fluff, misunderstandings

Viktor was not the most in tune with his own emotions, much less others. It wasn’t for a lack of trying. It was simply the result of being different. Being different left him isolated, even in the Undercity. It left him without people in those years they were vital. He was trying to get better at it but it was hard.

It took him a while to realize why his eyes were drawn to you. It didn’t click right away or even in a time that would be considered normal. No, he realized very late into the game that he was attracted to you.

When he did, you were sitting beside him, rambling on about a theory you had. He had turned his head up from his own work to watch you speak with your movements and expressions. Inside his head something switched and a light bulb began to glow. A sign lit up and it has an arrow pointed at his heart with you situated inside.

He didn’t know what to do. It has been a very long time since he’d had a crush. Sure, he could compliment people’s looks and their outfits but anything beyond that had been some time since he’d felt.

Viktor was confused and when he didn’t understand something, he liked to be alone with his thoughts. That’s exactly what he did. He went to be alone from his thoughts, away from the thing of his confusion while he tried to understand himself. Unfortunately that meant away from you.

He didn’t realize he was being avoidant. He just took note of when you were around and planned his actions accordingly, trying to test what did and did not feel right and natural around you. Then he’d catalog it so he could look back and decide if it was appropriate later. His intent wasn’t to avoid you, it was simply to try to better understand what he was feeling.

It was a surprise to him when you came to his house on the weekend with a stern look on your face as soon as he opened the door.

“You’ve been avoiding me,” you said.

Viktor felt anxiety bubble up inside him. “Have I?” he asked, words genuine on his tongue.

“Yes, and I want to know why,” you said as you brushed past him and inside.

“I— It was not my intention. I apologize,” he told you as he slowly shut the door. “I’ve had a lot on my mind these past couple weeks. I'm just trying to figure them out.”

“And figuring them out involves you avoiding me in favor of Jayce?” you asked with a cocked brow.

“Yes,” he said as he walked into the kitchen and began brewing tea. “You see, you are the object of my confusion. You’re hard to figure out.”

You paused for a moment, “So in an attempt to understand me, you’re avoiding me? How does that make sense?”

He shook his head. “You’re not what’s confusing me. It’s myself. Sorry, I’m not the best at explaining things. I'm sure you know this by now.”

You followed him to the counter and leaned against it. “Well, try anyway.”

He paused his actions before he continued to search his cabinets for tea bags as he had the water on the stove. “Do you prefer black tea or green tea?”

“Viktor,” you said in a warning tone.

He sighed and his shoulders slumped. “You,” he paused to search for the right words, “you make me feel things I haven’t felt in some time and I wanted to catalog how my actions around you differ from others. That is all.”

You felt your heart stop, then skip a beat, and begin again faster than ever. “How do I make you feel different?” you asked in a strained voice.

“That is not important,” he said as he weighed the tea bags in his hands before he put up the green tea.

“It is to me,” you told him, trying to will your hope down in case it was about to be crushed.

He was quiet for a moment that stretched into nearly a minute. His facial expression twitched several times on a minuscule level. Then he inhaled deeply.

“I don’t want to lose the relationship I have with you because of feelings that could very well be fruitless and fleeting,” he said, finally looking at you.

“You won’t,” you told him.

“Can you promise this won’t change things?”

“No, but I can promise I won’t leave.”

His eyes darted across you, looking for any sign of deceit. He didn’t find any.

He swallowed around nothing before he spoke, “I fear my feelings towards you have evolved into something of a more romantic nature.”

“And why is that something to be afraid of?” you asked, willing your blood to go back to other parts of your body and not just your face.

“Because it could push you to leave.”

You shook your head. “How can you be so smart and so wrong at the same time?” you asked.

He didn’t have time to retort with his own question because you pulled him down and pressed your lips against his before he had the chance.

#viktor arcane x reader #viktor x reader #viktor x you

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