#i hope u enjoy this!!! sorry i got so carried away LMAO

[mossmurdock]

Toxic gfs please 😖

TOXIC GIRLFRIENDSSSSSS

anon, my love, my world, how could i see this without immediately thinking about mei mei??

i was literally thinking about this ask all day, so a lot crossed my mind!! but what i really ended up latching onto was a childhood friends sort of au (v canon divergent)

obvs, i feel like having any sort of relationship with mei mei that lasts this long is going to turn sort of twisty and complicated. she's so honest about her greed, and i feel there's def an always present insecurity surrounding the reader concerning their value to her. not a pressing one, but one that's simply there. addressed so rarely that it's become dust covered and logical.

the tests start off small, like her asking you to do certain tasks for her. little acts of service like grabbing her snacks for lunch, or doing her work, or offering your gym clothes when she forgets her own. the people around you call you a pushover and a doormat. but things have always been this way, and the benefits are so easily identifiable.

she's kind to you. and despite what everyone else says, you're aware that once you turn your back that it's hypocrisy that fuels their attitudes, because it's your shoulder bumping against mei mei's when the two of you leave the room.

you're turned golden with the connection. she's always had midas on her side, tucked into her lashes, her teeth, her nails, any part of her that she can drag along your skin.

it's a hot summers day when she brings you out to an abandoned train track. she's brought you to the edge of a thicket. the old rusting tracks look like they're the ageing borders to another world.

something in your stomach croaks as mei mei playfully balances along the steel rail. your feet remain carefully planted into the loose gravel. the sound of hollow metal and rock clashing against each other is a pleasant one. despite your subconscious unease, you briefly close your eyes and take in the warm air around you as she reaches out to grab onto your hand whenever she misplaces her balance.

she brought you out here to celebrate getting through another year together. your ears had burned at her words: together. so much implication behind such a simple word. you found your mind running as she brought you out without any other explanation. it wouldn't matter as long as you were together. as long as you were there whenever she threatened to tip over while treading along the thin metal beneath her with her arms splayed out like an elegant bird's.

the thicket walks along with you both, never ending in its length. just as mei mei hops off the rails and stops walking, you wonder just how she stumbled upon this place.

"we're here." she circles you languidly as your steps also slow.

"here?" you question dryly as she stands behind you.

you're facing the thicket head on now, eyes sucked into a whirlpool of sameness and obscurity. the endless and thick lanes of bark all mold into something foreign. the birds have ceased to chirp. something rancid seems to waft out of its clearing, like a gaping mouth that's feasted and starved.

"yes," mei mei whispers. her mouth is dangerously close to your ear.

she rests her head on your shoulder lightly, staring up at you with a look you've seen a thousand times before.

your head rests against hers, leaning into the touch.

"what is it?" you ask. eager, and perfectly pliant.

she chuckles softly, raising her hands to block your vision. they act as a blindfold, though her palms seem softer than any fabric.

"a surprise," she answers cheekily.

she makes contact with your skin, completely darkening your vision. your senses frenzy as one is dampened. for a moment, all you're able to register is mei mei's body against yours.

there's the faint chance of her perfection melding into whatever it is you've made of yourself.

the chance is however eradicated by the sudden rise of a rank smell. it oppresses the other scents around you so strongly that the feeling of it sliding down your throat has you choking on your own breath and spit.

with the loss of your sight, the rot in the air grows heavy with every passing second, stalking its blind prey.

your expression twists beneath mei mei's palms and she seems to feel the shift of every muscle in your skin. her fingers separate from themselves slowly, allowing light to creep into your vision through her command and nothing else.

what hobbles across the train tracks turns the spit in your mouth rancid.

what you can only identify as a discoloured mound of flesh and teeth writhes between the thick trunks of the thicket ahead of you. its skin gleams with bright and volcanic cysts, oozing the smell of rotten and overly ripened fruit.

"mei—"

"shh," she hushes. her lips are so close that they're able to graze your ears now, her breath fanning across your face. she smells sweet, like lollipops.

"just look," she demands. her voice progressively becoming shrouded by the caws of birds

her hands have hardened around your skin and if you weren't so frozen by fear you would recognize the testing and prodding of her fingertips. they try to spot any flaking, any fools gold feathered across you.

when she finds nothing, when your feet remain planted into the ground and you remain in her clutches, when you mold and gouge against her instead of crumbling, mei mei finds herself smiling.

she turns your body towards her just as crows manically dive into the monster and begin to merge each other into a pool of unidentifiable gore.

you've gone weak in the knees, but she catches you, still grasping you by your soft cheeks. the fear in your eyes glints against the excitement of hers as her thumbs brush the sweat and tears off your face.

there's a sort of ownership in her hold that's never felt safer to you before now.

#this was really helpful to explore her character a bit more!! if anyone thinks differently about the way im interpreting her so far pls !!!! #CONVO WITH MEEEEE i love getting different povs #esp since i havent written much for her :)) #reader constantly having to prove themselves to her...wanting to serve her as well as possible #what i think separates reader's devotion to mei mei from others (like ui's for example) is that as they both mature mei mei recognizes that #it might not only belong to her. like i see reader's loyalty here as so very vast based on how their relationship with mei mei formed them #like they don't know how else to live;;so when they meet other people they naturally fall into this sort of relationship all the time #i think she'd fight for that exclusivity ?? based on your history #she molded you into what you are. why would it belong to anyone else?? #also she'd sorta be in denial about how codependent the relationship actually is #AGH IDK THIS IS VERY PRONE TO CHANGING BECAUSE IM STILL GETTING TO UNDERSTAND HER CHARACTER A BIT MORE #take what i say here with a grain of salt #thank u so much for the ask! #i hope u enjoy this!!! sorry i got so carried away LMAO #moss answers #moss writes

[uzurakis]

apologies if u find this weird but it’s been on my mind for a while.. rotting my brain if u will.. jjk men being told by the others to keep it down while they AHEM fuck bc they could hear them😓

D★MN, KEEP IT DOWN !

featuring: fushiguro megumi. itadori yuuji. gojo satoru. geto suguru. (characters are all aged up)

NSFW MDNI. explicit themes under the cut!

n. nonnie sorry this took awhile. i rlly like your request but i was contemplating whether i should make it a full on filthy smut or not lmao (i chose the latter eventually). thanku for requesting thiis, was giggling the whole time and i do not find it weird at all bb, it’s quite funny actually XD

damn, keep it down will you?

you guys are too fucking loud!

ITADORI YUUJI

“was it really that loud?” in the hopes that someone outside the room might hear you, you shouted. “sorry about that! we were just really into it!” itadori added, a hint of playfulness in his tone.

your laughter bubbled up uncontrollably, blending with the lingering excitement in the air. "really babe? 'we were just really into it?'" you quoted him, unable to contain your amusement at his witty retort.

"we are, right?" itadori exclaimed, his eyes sparkling with passion as he continued to shove it slowly in your walls. “don’t say ya don’t enjoy when i make ya like this, baby.”

you nodded, unable to control your arousal as you let out faint whimpers. "ah, definitely, yuu.”

FUSHIGURO MEGUMI

your boyfriend's response was immediate, his tone tinged with irritation. "fuck off!" he retorted, frustration evident.

though you felt a twinge of embarrassment at getting caught, you couldn't help but laugh tensely at his boldness. "what?" he paused his pace and asked a question. you kept kissing him carelessly around his neck, saying, "no, don't stop," as he began to move slowly once again. "don’t be so mean, baby. focus on me."

his broad grin widened as he picked up the pace, having fun with those words. watching you act like a mess over him, megumi said, "mhmm, you don't need to say that."

"i'm totally focused on you."

GOJO SATORU

"guess we got carried away, darling,” gojo chuckled playfully. "seems like it," you agreed, feeling a rush of contentment wash over you. “i told you to keep it down, satoru.”

“hey, who’s the one moaning over my cock, baby?” he retorted, sometimes you felt like you wanted to slap that arrogant grin of his. “can’t put the blame on me like dat.”

“and who begged tremendously to let it in, huh?” you fire back a query, but he cuts you off as you feel it tearing your pussy even more deeply and forcefully.

you can't help but wail, "shit—ah, satoru," and feel his touch throughout your entire body, especially when he bit down the right spots. “keep it down? hell nah.”

“we’re just getting warmed up, darling.”

GETO SUGURU

"can't promise anything, but we'll try!" geto called back, a grin evident in his voice.

"will we though?" you inquired with a grin, as if it were impossible. geto returned your gaze, interlocking his hands once more as he bent down and kissed you on the lips. "that's why i said we can't promise anything, princess."

"but how else will the guys know we're having a good time?" he said, voice full of joyful mischief as he proceeded to work you through the sweet spot. dripping saliva as you sticked you tongue out and making a mess, unable to say anything since his cock has left your body speechless.

geto clearly understands your body, what it wants, and why it wants him.

"let me show ya how to make ya feel good, princess."

@uzurakis — rqs are open ^u^

#.writing #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen smut #megumi fushiguro x reader #fushiguro megumi x reader #fushiguro megumi #megumi x you #megumi smut #megumi fushiguro #itadori yuuji x reader #itadori yuuji #itadori smut #itadori x reader #yuuji x reader #gojo satoru x reader #gojo x reader #gojo x you #gojo satoru smut #gojo smut #gojo satoru #geto suguru x reader #geto x reader #geto smut #geto suguru smut #geto x you #gojo fluff #megumi fluff #jujutsu kaisen fluff

[claymoresword]

All I Wanted Was You | Maddy Perez x Rue Bennett

Summary: Rue confronts Maddy in the bathroom and they get carried away.

Pairing: Rue x Maddy

Wordcount: 1.5k

Warnings: smut (?), fluff, mention of nate jacobs, top!rue, very much pda

Note: this was supposed to be a shorter chapter leading up to a bigger event but i got carried away lmao.. so i figured i would post it as a separate one shot. i probably won't post the next part till after new year's so happy 2023 to anyone reading this! anyway hope u enjoy :)

not proof read apologies for the mistakes!

"That's what I'm saying, Rue. My sister's totally out of control. I mean I knew she was crazy before but it's like a flip switched and now she's really gone." Lexi explains, exasperated.

They were stood by their lockers, there was a half an hour left till homeroom.

Lexi had been ranting the minute Rue got off her bike that morning.

"You know that she's still with Nate?" Lexi states, grimacing.

"I don't get how she hasn't learnt her lesson yet. Everytime he hurts her she comes to me to cry about it. It's so infuriating." Lexi trails off into another tangent and Rue merely nods in response, half listening.

Frankly, it was too early in the morning for this.

Rue glances towards the lockers down to her left hoping to catch a glimpse of her girlfriend but she was nowhere to be seen.

Maddy's not here yet, she thinks to herself.

She pulls out her phone with the intention of shooting the raven haired girl a text.

Before Rue could start typing however, she hears a familiar voice in the distance.

Maddy and Nate are seen entering through the front doors together, Maddy looks upset.

The shorter girl raises her voice at Nate before eventually storming off to her locker.

Rue shifts her gaze Nate to find that he was already staring back at her intently, a rather inscrutable look on his face.

Rue scowls before looking away.

Nate's vibe was always off so this wasn't anything new but the thought of him upsetting his girlfriend when he shouldn't even be anywhere near her to begin with, filled Rue with rage.

She couldn't make out what they were arguing about but from the look on Maddy's face it couldn't have been anything good.

The taller girl watches as her girlfriend shoves her purse into her locker, before strutting over to the bathroom.

Lexi has since stopped talking as she was also closely watching the scene unfold.

"Lex, I'm sorry I have to-" Rue starts before Lexi interjects, knowing exactly what the taller girl was about to say.

"Go. See if she's ok, I'll catch you at lunch." Lexi reassures with a warm smile.

Rue moves her arm to her bestfriend's shoulder as a quick gesture of thanks before walking over to the bathroom.

Rue opens the bathroom door and is met with the sight of her girlfriend stood infront of the mirror, fixing her makeup.

Rue stops in her tracks, admiring the raven haired girl from afar. There honestly hasn't been a moment where Maddy didn't take Rue's breath away. Just looking at the shorter girl was intoxicating enough, Rue adored how all consuming Maddy was.

She wouldn't have it any other way.

Nate jacobs truly is the dumbest person alive.

Not only did he treat her like shit, he repeatedly betrayed her trust. In Maddy's book that goes unforgiven. He fucked up and lost her and it infuriates Rue to think that he can't accept defeat and leave her be.

He continues to torment her even now, Maddy doesn't deserve any of it.

Rue steps a little closer, still keeping her distance. This caught Maddy's attention as she catches Rue's gaze in the mirror, smiling fondly at her girlfriend.

"Are you done gawking?" Maddy jokes, before turning around to face Rue.

Rue finally moves closer to the older girl. Maddy quickly wraps her arms around Rue's neck and pulls her into a tight embrace. The younger girl's hands rests on Maddy's waist and they stood like that enjoying the closeness for a few moments.

Maddy may not show it but Rue knows something's wrong.

Rue eventually pulls back and moves her face down to kiss the shorter girl but halts her movement halfway.

"What?" Maddys asks, confused at her girlfriend's hesitation.

"I don't wanna ruin your lipstick." Rue admits, guilelessly.

Maddy's face contorts in amusement but she doesn't say anything in response.

She pulls Rue down by her neck, capturing her lips with her own.

The kiss now mirroring their earlier embrace, warm and deep.

Maddy disconnects their lips and slides one hand down, resting it on Rue's chest her other hand still on her girlfriend's neck.

Rue gazes at the shorter girl, studying her features before softening her gaze.

"Are you okay?" Rue asks earnestly.

Maddy merely nods and flashes her girlfriend a genuine smile.

"You know how Nate is, he's just giving me a hard time. I bet he's bored of Cassie already." The raven haired girl responds.

"A hard time with what?" Rue's eyebrows furrow in confusion.

Maddy shifts her gaze away from Rue for a moment before shaking her head slightly, dismissing the matter.

If she doesn't want to talk about it, Rue decides it's best to respect that.

Eventhough the pit in her stomach is urging her to push on it further, she decides to ignore it.

"I missed you last night." Maddy breathes out, changing the subject.

"Yeah?"

Rue is not oblivious to the intentional diversion but she chooses to go along with it anyway.

Maddy hums in response before glancing down at her girlfriend's lips.

"Why didn't you come over?" Maddy asks her voice low.

"I'm sorry. Gia needed me for something. I would've texted you but I lost track of time." The taller girl states, apologetically.

"I suppose you're just gonna have to make it up to me." Maddy whispers against Rue's lips.

Maddy's hand glides down Rue's front before slipping under her shirt. The

older girl's hand now against Rue's toned stomach.

Rue lets out a slight gasp at the sudden feeling of her girlfriend's hand on her bare skin.

Maddy takes the opportunity to connect their lips again, this time into an open mouthed kiss.

Rue wasted no time in deepening the kiss, her tongue tracing Maddy's lip before entering her mouth.

She glides her hand down, now resting it on Maddy's ass. She gives it a squeeze before pulling the raven haired girl closer.

A moan spills out of Maddy in response. This sends a rush of arousal throughout Rue's body.

She needed Maddy. Now.

Rue disconnects their lips and moves her mouth to the older girl's neck. She traces her tongue across the skin on her neck before sucking on it purposely leaving a bruise.

Maddy's lets out a groan, she's basically panting. The feeling of Rue's mouth on her making it impossible for the shorter girl to catch her breath.

Rue moves her hand to lift Maddy up in one swift movement. As she's sat on the sink, her dress rides up exposing more of her thigh. Rue moves closer and Maddy further eliminates the space between them as she pulls Rue in by wrapping her legs around her waist.

Rue leans down again, her lips crashing against Maddy's. The shorter girl kissing her back with the same level of hunger. Rue's hand getting lost in Maddy's hair, their kiss now purely driven by their carnal desire for each other.

The taller girl moves her hand down to caress Maddy's bare thigh and Rue feels goosebumps form against her hand.

Rue moves her hand further up and tugs at the hem of Maddy's underwear. The older girl places her hands on Rue's shoulders and lifts herself up slightly, allowing the younger girl to pull her underwear off completely.

Rue looks up and settles her gaze on her girlfriend's face, at an attempt to gain consent but Maddy seemed to have beaten her to it. She pushes Rue's head down and the taller girl prepares to get on her knees until she hears a dreaded noise.

The bell.

"There's no way." Rue groans.

Maddy lets out a whine in protest.

"Who cares if we're a little late." Rue states, looking up. She meets Maddy's gaze with hooded eyes.

Maddy opens her mouth to respond but before she gets the chance a girl suddenly bursts in through the bathroom doors.

Rue quickly stands up and Maddy hops off the sink, frantically gathering themselves.

The girl stops for a beat, looks at the pair perplexed before eventually rushing into one of the stalls.

Rue glances at Maddy and the latina had managed to straighten herself up infront of the mirror. All evidence of their intense makeout session barely visible.

Rue had her mouth slightly agape, astonished at Maddy's ability to gather herself so quickly.

Maddy gets on her tip toes and places a quick kiss on Rue's cheek before slyly shoving her own underwear into Rue's pocket.

"Find me after school." Maddy whispers against Rue's ear, not giving the younger girl a chance to respond.

She then rapidly walks past her and out the bathroom.

Rue stood disoriented for a moment, trying to recover from what just happened.

The girl from earlier walks out of the stall and heads over to the sink to wash her hands.

She looks over at Rue and squints her eyes slightly before reaching over to grab a few pieces of tissue paper to dry her hands.

"You have lipstick all over your mouth by the way." The girl states, bemused.

#euphoria #maddy perez #rue bennett #maddy perez x reader #rue bennett smut #euphoria fic #euphoria season three #fuck nate jacobs #rue bennett x reader #lexi howard #lexi howard x reader #maddy x rue #maddy perez x rue bennett

[alpineglow]

Hiiiiii, I was wondering if you could write something about the character Kate Bishop? About her falling in love with a firefighter who is eight years older than her, and they go on dates and then become boyfriend and girlfriend, and they have a lovely relationship, please and thank you. :)

Sure thing!! I made Kate just a touch older (25, making Y/N 33). I don't normally write M!Reader- actually this the first time I'm writing x Reader fiction in general, so sorry if I screw anything up!! Normally I write character x character LMAO. Hope u enjoy!

It's a Goddamn Blaze in the Dark

Ship: Kate Bishop x Firefighter!M!Reader Word Count: ~1k Desc.: Being a firefighter in New York City isn't exactly what you'd call quiet. But you'd be damned if you could've guessed half the shit that follows Kate Bishop stumbling into your life.

Masterlist

9:15pm, April 19th

The building was already engulfed in flames by the time your ladder truck finally rolled around. Ambulances were amuck in the street, bussing out civilians half as quick as they flooded in.

"Y/N!"

You whip around to your Lieutenant, Hobbs, as you pull your respiratory kit over your shoulders.

"EMS is way overrun, you're reassigned. Take the medical kit, Calvin's meeting you on the East side of the building," Hobbs says quickly, rounding behind you to pull the tank off of your back.

"You got it, Hobbs. I'll radio when I'm over," you reply, taking the medical bag off of the truck and hauling it over your shoulder. Glancing to the building, you decide to leave your bunker gear and helmet on. Glass was blowing out across the facade, and if the acrid smell was anything to go by, there might be some debris to dodge.

Side-stepping a few EMS as they evacuate patients, you start rounding the building. Even through your gear, you can feel the heat radiating off of the brick and mortar of the building. The nearer firehouse had been battling this one for damn near an hour before calling in your crew for backup.

"Calvin! Incoming!" you shout as you round the building into the next street. A makeshift medical tent had been established outside of the collapse zone, and the street was closed off by police at both ends of the block. It was one of the only times you were thankful for them on scene.

An explosion crashes out above you from inside the top floors of the structure. Reflexively, you duck, ears ringing slightly as you recover. You squint against the light of the fire, looking desperately for its source.

Through the smoke billowing out of the foyer door, you see a pair of silhouettes, one supporting the other. Ignoring Calvin calling out for you, you dart forward through the doors. The heat of the room hits you first, and then the distinct realisation that you're not wearing your respirator.

You see them, just barely, and you reach out to take the weight of the casualty. Taking them in a fireman carry, you take the arm of the other, heaving the pair out of the door. Clean air has never smelled so good.

"Go! Keep going forward," you say hastily to the walking one. "Calvin! I got two casualties, prep medical! Smoke inhalation, among other things!"

Calvin's already on his way over, taking who you now see is a woman out of your arms, putting her on a medical bed and placing a mask over her face. You sweep your surrounds quickly, taking in the scene more fully this time. You spot your other casualty, resting her hands on her knees to catch her breath. She was in an odd purple costume, with a quiver and bow slung across her back.

"Ma'am, I need you to keep walking forward to the medical tent," you say, approaching her.

"What? No! No, no, I'm fine, I swear!" She's rather insistent, coughing a few times. On her shoulder was a scorched part of her uniform. Rather than argue, you take her forearm, leading her away from the debris zone.

"What's your name?" you ask, unzipping your medical bag to pull out antiseptic, gauze, and a few other tools. The woman watches you carefully, almost lost in her inner monologue for a moment.

"Ka- I mean- Hawkeye! I'm Hawkeye!" she rushes out, interrupting herself. You huff a laugh, reaching out to inspect her shoulder.

"I thought Hawkeye was a dude." You'd seen him recently with a sidekick, but you were doubtful they would both choose the same name.

"Yea, well he is... But I'm the other one," she mumbles, wincing slightly as the antiseptic makes contact with her burn.

"You're lucky this isn't a bad burn. Shouldn't have gone into that building, hero or not," you say, laying the gauze on top and using a bandage to affix it more firmly to the site. "I'm gonna check your throat real quick with this light. You cool with that?"

She nods, opening her mouth. You click the medical light on, taking your helmet off to get closer without smacking her in the head. God knows you've done that too many times. Thankfully, it didn't look raw.

"Looks like you're all clear, you're a lucky one, Hawkeye," you say, placing your equipment back into your bag and zipping it up. You glance over to her, noticing how she looks at you; with a strange sort of transfixion.

"I, uh-" she starts.

Calvin calls out your name from the street, where fresh casualties were being evacuated from the building. You swear under your breath.

"Sorry- I'm gonna need to go..." You trail off, as in the small amount of time you looked away, your mysterious Hawkeye was gone. In her place was a small note.

Call me (phone number) - Hawkeye

You tuck the note into your jacket pocket, before running over to where Calvin was ushering away civilians.

12pm, April 30th

The cafe you were currently situated in was a rather lovely hole-in-the-wall place, about a stone's throw away from Central Park. You were waiting on your date; your second date, actually, with a lovely girl named Kate Bishop. The very same girl you had helped out during a structure fire on the 19th.

The bell to the cafe chimed, and you looked up from your table. You smile as you catch Kate's eye, beckoning her over.

"It's so good to see you again!"

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I don't normally write fics like this, so if y'all would like a part 2, lmk!!

#Kate bishop #Marvel #Kate bishop x reader

[sapphire-weapon]

So I don't know if this is usually what you enjoy writing, because I'm a sucker for lonely angst, I'm prompting a (very short, as you said) fic (or imagine, maybe just a hc if it's easier?) about how Leon copes with his soul burning loneliness, especially when it's lit up by so many disappointments and failed expectations. He's a sad man, my poor heart, but also fuck the content is SO good, lmao. Sorry Leon, I'm giving you an actoss-the-universes hug though!

We know he drinks like a fish, but what does he actually say to himself?

Anon, have you seen my AO3? That's my favorite thing to write, actually (other than porn lmao).

Decided to set this just before Vendetta, when he first checks into his hotel in the middle of nowhere. I got the sense that, when Chris and Rebecca found him, it wasn't day one of his vacation; he was in the middle of it.

Remember that this was written mostly on my phone while at work, so it's not my best prose ever, but I hope u enjoy all the same.

-

It was raining.

It shouldn't have come as a surprise to Leon -- rain out in the middle of nowhere in Colorado -- so, maybe "surprising" wasn't the best word. Unbelievable, perhaps. Ironic in a way that was either cosmic or poetic -- he could never really remember the differences between either one. It was like something out of a bad movie, where the weather was set up to match the protagonist's mood.

Though, he knew better to think of himself as "the protagonist" anymore. Even within the context of his own life, he was hardly the main character. He hadn't been for years.

The rain reached out towards him in varying intervals -- sometimes as a quiet patter rapping on the glass of his hotel room window. Other times, a silent wind carried it over with more force. Water scattered against the pane almost horizontally, as if trying actively to cut through and break in. Leon pulled up a chair and simply watched it, a half-filled whiskey glass dangling idly from the tips of his fingers all the while.

This wasn't the first time this had happened, actually. It had been raining back then, too -- on the night he'd come as close to dying as he'd ever been.

In fact, if the CIA hadn't had his gun confiscated, he would have died.

Leon's resilience and aptitude for survival was damn near mythical among the ranks of government officials and military officers who had the clearance to know who he actually was. What they didn't know was that all of it could come undone in a matter of seconds; a villain lurked just out of sight, lying in wait as a constant threat. A villain who had almost won that night, if only he'd been armed.

There was truly no greater threat to the legend that was Leon Kennedy than himself.

"Hard to believe it's been seventeen whole years," he said aloud to no one.

He raised the glass to his lips and intended to just to just take a sip -- but he quickly thought better of it, threw his head back, and took the whole glass's worth of liquor like a giant shot.

It was the first drink of many, he already knew.

With a soft clink, he set the now-empty glass on the table beside him and turned his attention back to the window. Pale, cold light from the street lamps outside flickered beneath the oppressive downpour of rain, as though threatening to go out.

It was quiet. Aside from the rain, the world seemed almost dead just beyond these walls. There were no people about on the sidewalks, no cars in the street. The normal sights and sound of a busy city that Leon had become so completely used to in his adult life were now nowhere to be found. If he were of a mind to, it'd be easy to close his eyes and convince himself that he was the only person left alive on earth.

That had been the point, originally -- to get away from the constant movement and noise and chaos that was his life -- to find somewhere where he could be away from people, from expectation. That was what he'd wanted, and it was what he'd found here in this tiny little town.

But now that he was here and he was living it, he wasn't so sure that he wanted it after all.

"Story of my life," he murmured softly to himself -- and then immediately regretted it, loathing the sound of his own voice in this empty room.

It was a bad habit that he couldn't quite remember when he'd developed. No one ever listened to him anyway, so he made it a point to speak when no one could actually hear. In some twisted way, it made him feel less alone -- most times, at least. But not tonight.

Tonight, he didn't want to hear it from himself. He was so tired of himself -- of what he was doing, of the life he was living, of the person he'd become and of the personality that he'd developed.

He reached over and grabbed the bottle of whiskey he'd had set out on the table by the neck, screwing off the top using only his thumb and forefinger. He was careful to place it gently on the tabletop as soon as it sprang free from its rails, and he was just as quick to grab the bottle and refill the glass.

A gust of wind sent a spray of rainwater splashing hard against the window at an upwards angle. It caught Leon's attention only briefly from the corner of his eye, and he flicked his gaze in that direction for only a second before he refocused on what he was doing.

It was a hell of a thing, to be so sick and tired of himself. Tired of the way he thought about things, tired of his own interpretations of people and events, tired of the words he used and the habits he'd developed. He could remember being 20 and wondering at where he'd actually be in ten years, and it looked nothing like where he'd ended up.

At 21, he didn't expect to live long enough to see that ten-year mark hit. He didn't expect to see age 25, even. He didn't particularly want to, either.

But 25 came and went. Then 30. Then 35. And somehow, he was still here, now at 37, and nothing in his life had changed. He may as well have still been 21, if not for the fact that his cynicism had grown alongside his age, and his body had struggled to keep up with both.

Not that he was particularly helping it at all. He'd been doing well for a while -- taking care of himself, staying on top of his fitness, keeping a routine.

But a few dozen friends turned corpses made quick work of that little bit of progress, and now he was holed up in a shitty hotel in the middle of nowhere at the dead of night, using whiskey to top off (and soon exceed) his recommended caloric intake for the day.

He just didn't see the point anymore. What was the point of keeping himself in peak physical condition, if people were going to die under his watch no matter what shape he was in or how hard he fought? What was the point of trying to get close to anyone if he couldn't even stand to be around himself most days?

It was a question with no good answer, and he hated to think about it, besides. Thinking about it would start a horrible spiral of connecting thoughts regarding the transience of time and the fleeting nature of human existence, culminating in the grim reality of what was waiting for him back home once his too-short vacation was over.

Back when he was 20 and wondering where his life would end up, those were concepts he'd never even thought to consider, much less contemplate in such great detail that he fell out of time and space in the midst of a self-inflicted existential crisis.

Settling back against his seat and slouching down the slightest bit, Leon breathed out a heavy breath through his nose. Outside, he could see the faintest silhouettes of treetops scratching against the night's sky. Shadows danced across the leaves as the cold yellow light from the streetlamps got trapped between the boughs and disappeared into the void behind the bark.

Still, the world outside was quiet. Still, the area remained devoid of human life.

Leon took a sip of his drink and glanced over to the table to his left. He hadn't brought much with him. That was kind of the point. His bike's leather saddlebag sat unopened at the far end of the tabletop, leaving only two things within reach: the whiskey bottle and his gun.

It was on his gun that his attention lingered.

Slowly, absently, he pulled his whiskey glass from his lips and settled the base of it against the top of his right thigh. Somehow, he always ended up here -- in a staredown with his own weapon, acknowledging the grim reality that, one day, he was going to use it. One day, he'd do more than just look at it and feel the weight of inevitability settle down against his chest like a weighted blanket.

One day, it wouldn't even be a conscious thought in his mind; his thoughts would be blank and his body numb, and the act of shooting himself would come almost as second nature -- instinctual, even.

He knew that, because that was how he'd felt that night so, so many years ago. There was no question of "if" or "should." It was "I will" -- followed by the realization "I can't" and all of the horrible ugliness that came with feeling that he was so completely incompetent and worthless that he couldn't even kill himself properly.

The next time "I will" came to him, there'd be no one there to stop him. No one to take his weapon. And he will.

Leon took another sip of his whiskey and turned his attention back to the window. The incandescent lights in his hotel room flickered briefly, but they refused to give out beneath the force of the storm just yet -- though, it was probably just a matter of time.

And when that time came, he would welcome the darkness.

#resident evil 4 #leon kennedy #my writing

[ageless-soul-au]

hey so i’m reading faction rn and i just finished chapter 11 and. fucking ow

time has always been my one of favorite fellas of y’all’s and i already adore silas so damn much. you can’t just write abt a man who loves his wife and daughter more than anything and expect me to not adore him. what do you mean he carries a pocket watch with a picture of them inside. what do you mean he made fariah a crib. what do you mean (also i love that it’s a pocket watch that he has, a wonderful little homage to his hero title)

and the tension and rage is insane and so well written, the unbridled anger silas holds towards klaus is so fascinating to read. fr tho silas is better than me for letting him go 🏃‍♂️ my logical reasoning skills would’ve been out the window if i were him in that moment lmaoo

overall fantastic i love faction so damn much. literally every part of it is super fun to read, even if my heart feels like it’s been ripped out and stomped on over and over and over again just for y’all to put a few hello kitty bandaids on it (tho honestky that’s what makes it fun to read lmaoo.) i’m not often interested in historical fantasy politics but i am riveted so far <3

Omg thank you for taking the time to send us this!!! Ashes was a very good chapter imo, it's so heartwrenching and we LOOOOVE to put that man in situations. It was such a funny juxtaposition with what comes before and after it too, surrounding it is such low stakes and then DEATH, DESPAIR, AGONY, hehe more low stakes... I'm so sorry for ppl that binged it and got whiplash from that hdhdhsjsk

I haven't gone back to the chapter to look at it, but iirc there wasn't a lot of comments on Fariah, which made me kinda sad at the time bc we hyped it up gxhshsjs. It ended up not being a huge thing in the grand scheme of things and I'm chill about it now but like.... The parallels that y'all don't know about for mainline yet... We were very proud of them.

Sometimes you just gotta let your mans go a little psycho sometimes, let him get lost in grief and rage and see where that takes him. Fr he could have fucking murdered Klaus full stop, but he didn't! Speaks to the kind of person he is AND that Klaus was able to reach a part of him that still had empathy and reason locked away in there.

HONESTLY (at least for me) the pocket watch was an unintentional nod to his hero title, I was thinking more along the lines of FMA and the shit u see from like WWII of soldiers with a little photograph in their watch so they can keep it on them. If that was intentional on Mizu's part lmao go her. It's so funny how readers pick out symbolism that the authors don't intend, but it's there and it works anyway! Just like how if you think about plot points long enough they string themselves together...

THANK U FOR READING, we hope u enjoy the rest 🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡

-Kio

#Upon further review: Mizu says the pocket watch was at least a little bit intentional lol #Ask #Comments #asau faction au

[seiwas-interact]

HI i was gonna tag you at first but i figured it’d be easier to just write here :D i’m sorry in advance if this turns out rly long!! i just really wanna take the time to show my appreciation for everything you said on that satoru piece <33

first of all THANK YOU???? SO MUCH?????? like i literally can’t describe in words how happy it made me to read all you wrote, i was giggling n kicking my feet and everything. no but really tysm!! <3 for being so kind and for taking the time to comment on it so thoughtfully!!! it means so much you have no idea!!!!!!!🥺🥺and pls never apologize for the rambling i got sosososoo happy reading all the lines you liked and all your thoughts, i can’t thank u enough!! <33

i thought you couldn’t top the shoujo anime comment but comparing it to an indie movie scene is. so kind. ”scenes that feel almost stolen if anything” like that’s such a nice thing to say??!!! i was definitely going for that kind of vibe too so i’m so happy it came across well :’3 subtle intimacy is also like. my FAVORITE thing to write ever so i was ecstatic that u enjoyed it!!!!!

oh and the reader too!! i’m so relieved you liked them!! it’s not even intentional atp but every time i write for satoru reader ends up extremely down bad bc my love for him bleeds thru😭😭i’m sick and tired of it tbh but i’m physically incapable of pairing him w anyone who isn’t constantly like ’i love my dumbass bf’….. he deserves to be praised for all he does!! god knows no one else in that series is telling him good job and patting him on the head and giving him treats. smh.

overall i’m just. genuinely so, so happy you liked my take on satoru and love, it’s such a huge part of his character even in canon so i try my best to do it justice!! i feel like satoru would just benefit soooo much from a really sweet, gentle, easygoing love bc like you said he’s just. carrying so much weight on his shoulders, and especially after his love w suguru ended so tragically and was so heavy i just think he’d like something light.

for the record i absolutely adore your take on it too!!! how being loved makes him feel small but not in a bad way, how he feels so safe w you……… how he can just be satoru. like it made me insane when i read it bc you’re so RIGHT. i love your satoru sm, you make him feel so human and capture that vulnerable side of him so well that it kinda hurts to read LMAO… it’s just so…!!!! yeah. it’s so tender and good and achey

aaa and and and…. it makes me so soft that u thought my writing was homey….🥺🥺mine def leans more towards introspective thoughts and feelings too!! it’s just too fun to dig into your fave’s psyche lol.

anyway i feel like i’m just rambling away in your askbox so i’ll leave it there but pls just know how much i love and appreciate you <33 no need to answer this btw i just needed u to know!!!!! i feel like we all need some gojo fluff after those leaks LMAOO (i am in extreme misery) so i hope the fic could be a small comfort…… i’m just here writing sickeningly fluffy gojo content to distract myself from the manga atp…………

hi darlin omg 🥺 help we’re both just apologising for rambling on eachothers pages omg 😭 pls don’t apologise aaah!!! this is so so sweet of you 🥺

OF COURSE i had to comment thoughtfully on your fic omg it’s what you deserve!!! 🥺 it rlly tickled so many parts of my brain when it came to understanding satoru’s perspective!! tugged at my heart just as much too 🥺 i love introspective works a lot 🤧

i’m so happy i was able to get the vibe of it right too omg 🥺 as a reader who writes i think i get a lot more conscious now if what i understabd overlaps with what the writer is trying to portray omg akksnxkd but yes subtle intimacy omg 🥺

and yes to lovesick reader too 😭😭 i enjoy all dynamics but i have an extremely soft spot for when both are whipped for one another and for satoru especially !!!! our baby boy 🥺

& re: satoru and love, i think so too !!! i think that guy needs some luvin in his life and it shouldn’t be any more difficult than all the shit he’s been thru already 😭 that lil scene u added the ‘be careful satoru’ one i think omfg IT ACHED

AND AAAAH how u like my satoru too omg 🥺 thank u thank u 🥺 that’s such a compliment!! tender and achey 🥹 i do try to humanise him as much as i can so i’m glad it came across 🥹 ur satoru 🤝 my satoru 🥹🫶🏻

i hope u’re ok after the leaks!!! i’ve also just been thinking up all the fluffiest, most comforting ideas to cope 🤧 josnxkdn

read ‘i’ll relearn love at our kitchen table’ (super soft n comforting gojo!!! ☹️ tugged at my heart!!!!)

#let’s be friends !!! since we r now moots hehe :> #what would u want me to call u !!! #also !! messaging my other blog is ok too :’)) i respond there as well !! #rep #ask #twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat #love mail

[noona96n]

Hey off topic maybe a bit weird questions but do you have favourite beyond evil fics?

Or fics in general for any fandom tbh I'm interested in your tastes but beyond evil is where I'm at rn and you like that show, so..

my absolute fav Beyond Evil fics that i implore u to read it 🥺👉👈

here is the deepest secret (everyone knows) WIP, NOT RATED

like pressing buttons E

consign me not to darkness G

a cherry-petal eye G

in my breath again T

prison visit M

devotion as a blood sport T

on the hook of your splendor E

other Beyond Evil fics that i also love

reeled in E

i don’t know much about gentleness, but i will protect you from now on. T

in the fields that day M (TAGS)

cat whisperer T

and i watch you breath as i stood bleeding T

i'll wait by the stairs for you, wrapped up in smoke T

my own soul's warning T

i carry my love for you like my teeth T

tempest. T

the social network

wend and repeat (until true) E

in the details M

read 73 between 76 the 85 lines T

doing it right E

MCU

blóð ok Íss: a Fairy Tale E (PAIRING)

eidolon M (PAIRING)

the act of creation will be your salvation M

she is not a terra-cotta warrior T

the supersoldier's amnesiac groom E

tin soldier T

every shade of you T

nirvana in fire

provenance M

catharsis G

no grave can hold my body down NOT RATED

a rose by any other name would smell as sweet M

you've got mail T

the origin of pearl T

your hair is time E

a suitable man T

bleach

seed E (TAGS)

always leaving NOT RATED

star wars

an inevitability E (TAGS)

mission reports G

perceptions G

currents E (PAIRING)

waking up besides you im a loaded gun E (TAGS)

eleven stars G

handpicked G

minute E (PAIRING+TAGS)

dreamfield E

even as E (PAIRING+TAGS)

to have and to hold E (TAGS)

naruto

anchor up to me love M

blessed T

change fills my time M

rest with me until a brighter day M

everyday is exactly the same T

fate & circumstances T

fill your mouth with berries E

shadows in the sand E

touch-starved T (PAIRING)

sunburned T (PAIRING)

got7

dear desperado, i dont wanna be alone T

coming home G

spades two E

we best love

ten, twenty, infinity (hold me) T

querencia E

bungou stray dogs

of days past T

o children (give my gun away when it's loaded) M

the mourning after M

brute E

the king eternal monarch

the stars are filming us for no one E

the oppa trap E

figure skating (RPF)

tête-à-tête G

ur shadow on the back of my hand G

sherlock

the imaginary friend G

misdialed T

reigen seliger geister NOT RATED (TAGS)

jujutsu kaisen

u hear the day beckoning T

countdown to success T

the care & feeding of T

instructions for self destruction T

the old guard

shoreline T

hannibal

phillia E (TAGS)

wolf & i E (TAGS)

the fault in my code E (TAGS)

my roommate is a detective

domesticity is intimacy earned G

star trek

into dust E

gravity falls

imprinting M (PAIRING)

mad maxy fury road

the allmother of the citadel T

howl's moving castle (ghibli movie)

hearts & their consumption T

the lord of the rings

the long road T

the gap between us NOT RATED

and miles to go before i sleep T

chernobyl (hbo)

they that do not deserve the light E

stray kids

kim & bang T

harry potter

and we mend our broken wings T

and in their triumph die, like fire & powder T

2 moons

doubt ur intentions T

eagle of the ninth

what is begotten T

haikyuu

on stranger tides T

brunch friends M

shining stars T

i have like 600 fics bookmarked as 'favorite', so, uh, sorry if there are too many, i just couldn't decide which one to rec esp when there's no specific fandom 😭✋

also, im fully aware that some fics are v disturbing but they're written so beautifully despite the subject matter but also my tolerance is fckn high as fck i read dead dove do not eat fics w/o batting an eyelash lmao

also also i was forced to wrap up here bcs i reached 100 links limit rip sorry about that... hope u enjoy this long and draw out list tho 😅 and if u want more, im happy to continue the list lol

#fanfic #beyond evil #star wars #naruto #bleach #the social network #marvel cinematic universe #nirvana in fire #got7 #we best love #bsd #sherlock #jujutsu kaisen #the old guard #star trek #gravity falls #noona96n #ask

[wichitalk]

hello welcome to my first c/w fic i am putting on the internet. this is like the first time ive put writing on the internet since like... early 2021 when i stopped using ao3 so be patient here lol i do not know what im doing

@ghostdragoncookieokie :333 i hope u enjoy!!!

here is my c/w masterpost for those unfamiliar!!

casper is like 18~ maybe 18 1/2 in this part of the story, post c/w running away

tws: panic attack, implied mania (outside character), suicide mention????? its a joke in the story LMAO

Tears filled Casper’s eyes as he rounded corner after corner after corner of the empty building, not knowing were he was going (did he ever now?) but needing the movement anyway. 

Will’s brain was going off again, as it frequently did nowadays. It was like it was metaphorically soaked in gasoline, and everyone around them seemed to carry and endless supply of matches. Any word or action or movement had the capacity to set him off, which did not strike him into common favor (could casper even blame them? Casper didn’t think there was a single thing that could make him dislike Will). 

For the first time in what must have been years Will’s brain had turned on Casper, and he was everything but aggressive with the other man every encounter they had. Will’s guard was up, Casper knew him too well to not notice that, and the tone he used was flat and sharp at the edges, a far cry from Will’s normal soft and sparky voice Casper knew better than his own.  

He shouldn’t be upset about this, he didn’t even think he had the right to be upset about this. It wasn’t Will’s fault, (none of this was Will’s fault.), but it was hard to deny the pain that Will’s fear towards Casper had caused. 

Casper sharply turned yet another corner, walking faster than he reasonably should when his eyes are filled with tears and he is clearly not in his proper state of mind. His thoughts about Will screeched to a halt, however, when he came crashing into someone. The only thing Casper noticed as him and the other man toppled to the hard tile floor is that he was very small compared to Casper (probably in general? Casper did not think of himself as that tall but his perspective may be biased, as Will was almost freakishly tall).

The man yelped and scrambled away from Casper, boots slipping and squeaking on the ground. Casper also gasped in surprise, but he just let himself fall naturally. When he got his bearings he looked over at the other man, who had an unreadable expression on his face. He tried to match a name to the mans very unique appearance. The mismatched cat ears, pink and black hair, one goat eye, one cat eye, and large butterfly wings. Casper was positive there should be a name Casper remembers to match to the man. But they had likely met long ago, months or possibly over a year. 

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry.” As the man spoke, Casper finally clicked a name into place. This was Juicebox, he had met Casper and Will when they first came to the city, and joined their small group of people. 

“No I’m sorry, it’s uh, it’s really my fault. I should have been looking where I was going.” Casper mumbled. He was only half sure he even said the words at all, they felt scrambled coming out. 

Casper reached up to his face, violently rubbing his eyes in an attempt to dissipate the red wetness that made his predicament all but evident. 

“It’s Casper, right?” 

“Uhm, yeah. Juice?”

Juice nodded. “Are… are you alright?”

Casper paused. The very obvious answer was no, I am not doing alright. Someone who means everything to me is spiraling in ways I never expected and I don’t know how to possibly deal with it or help him or help myself or help anyone. But he didn’t know Juice well enough to say that, he wouldn’t even tell Will that. So he would have to lie, he knew. He also knew he didn’t know Juice well enough to lie well. 

“Yeah I’m alright.” Simple, easy, the words rolled right off his tongue. 

“Sorry… but you really don’t seem alright.”

Casper says nothing to that. I mean, what is there to say. He’s right. He doesn’t seem alright, he is not alright. He keeps his face neutral, hopefully. 

Juice speaks again. “You’re like… shaking. Pretty violently.” 

“Uh. Yeah I do that sometimes. It’s fine.” Jesus, what an incredibly stupid thing to say. Right, sure, he just shakes and cries sometimes while pacing around abandoned halls. Seems like a normal thing to do. 

“Uhm, okay. Maybe you should get that checked out?” Juice was very clearly confused (worried?). 

Casper wanted to kill himself. 

“Erm, yeah. Maybe. I’m going to, I’m going to go. Sorry again.” 

Before Juice could press the issue further, Casper hurriedly rose to his feet, almost falling over in the process. Juice noticed that he looked incredibly unstable while upright, looking like even the slightest breeze could completely crumple him. (Good thing they are inside, Juice supposes.) Casper begins walking very quickly away from Juice, hands shoved violently in his pockets and body hunched over. 

Juice sincerely hopes he does not have the misfortune to trip, with his hands in his pockets that would suck a lot, and it seems he is going through enough as is without also having to cope with a broken nose. Hopefully, Juice will see him around again soon, and maybe next time Juice could do something to help. Casper hoped for almost the direct opposite. 

#wilbur.txt #c/w #oc #original character #oirginal writing #writer

[why23k]

König x reader

hiii!!! this is my first like fic lmaoo!!

this will be in parts of idk how many but i hope u enjoy!!

You’ve been assigned into task - 141 after being moved from your old group.

‘You y/n?’ A man asks you, hardly unable to hear due to the helicopter propellers spinning at a fast pace.

‘Yeah I am’ you yell over the helicopter.

‘I’m price, we spoke briefly..’ he says something else but you don’t catch on.

‘Oh yeah uh we did.’

‘Follow me.’ He starts to walk away, speedily you carry your bag, following tracing his steps.You walk through a corridor, lit by long lights but half of them not even working.

‘You’ll be in here’ He says pointing out a small room.

‘Thanks’ you reply, entering the room. The bed is small with a side table next to it, a dresser with 5 draws and a small door which could lead to a bathroom.

He says to you,

‘We train tomorrow at 9am, please be ready and the signs will lead you to the right place’

He hits his hand off of the door frame, pushing himself off and leaving you. You move to the dresser, throwing the bag on the bed, starting to unpack.

The next day ~

The alarm blares out for 8am. Checking your phone for any notifications

none.

Hurrying yourself out of bed, rading through the dresser, you find a white tank top, black joggers and on the floor carefully placed is a pair of black combat boots , shined to perfection like you could use them as a mirror.

Roughly about 20 minutes…

Making your way out, dressed well with your hair tied back, searching for the kitchen on canteen for food, finding it rather quick. Observing, a man not even eating with a skull mask on , a man with a miniature mow hawk and a man with a voluptuous forehead (i am so sorry 😭😭) Then a large man sitting on his own, Jesus christ. How tall is this dude??!!! Questioning everything about everyone, you slowly make your way to get food, grabbing some of the pre-made toast and butter, clenching your mussles , walking over to the giant to sit across from him.

As you sit, his head raises at a fast rate like he could of got whiplash. His mask only has holes for his eyes, they light up and the pupils expand when he sees you. mesmerised by your pure beauty.

‘You okay??’ He notices he’s staring now, quickly replying with a monotone,

‘yes..’

‘I’m y/n’ trying to start atleast small talk with this man you introduce yourself to him.

‘Oh.. I-I’m König..’

‘Nice to meet you König’

His head slowly rises to greet you and continue your small talk, swearing down his eyes crinkle into a small grin like he’s exited to see you.

———————

I will be making a part 2 and so on after that lmao because it’s nearly 12pm LOL

#konigxyn #könig #codmw2 #simonghost #soap #johnnymctavish #price #captianprice #königxreader #codheadcannons #codxreader

[matches-is-meow]

🐰 || hiya! i saw that you were doing bnha matchups and i wanted to jump at that opportunity so bad! and dw at all if its your first time doing them, i'm sure they'll turn out great! /gen :]

🌸 || im unlabeled but im attracted to pretty much whoever. but for this matchup i think i'd like a guy lolz! preferably from 1-A and no one out of high school becuz i see the pro heroes as more parental figures ( °`u´° )👍

🐰 || my myers briggs personality is right on the cusp of enfp and infp which is a little funky but i prefer infp i think! my enneagram is 2w3 too. im also a hufflepuff and my zodiac is leo!

🌸 || my personality is usually very happy, i'm a huge optimist and just kind of "puppy-like" so i've been told! i can be pretty funny and enjoy making my friends laugh! i'm a bit quiet at first, but if i think you're cool then i can open up very quickly. i've been called ditzy so many times its almost annoying. i'm probably always the last person to fall asleep at a sleepover because of how hyperactive i get at night! im called weird often because i get so hyperfixated on certain things and i know a shit ton of odd (or grisly) facts. i like a lot of weird media and figure out a way to tell people about them constantly. wanna hear about that truman show documentary i watched?? how about my herobrine experiences back in 4th and 5th grade?? maybe even a few facts about lemon sharks? i will be very excited if anyone listens to me ramble about random shit i saw on the internet. people are always like "why do you know this shit" and i shrug and pretend i didn't stay up all night studying the youtube algorithm just because i felt like it at the time.

🐰 || my looks differ from my personality quite a bit actually. i have a medium body type that's not really too chubby or too skinny, just in the middle? its doesn't bother me a whole lot but it used to. i'm short. like extremely short. around 4'9 - 4'10 because i havent grown since 6th grade haha. ive been to many doctors trying to see what my deal is LMAO. but back on my appearance, i have a wolfcut thats kinda messy and more of a shag at the moment because it hasnt been cut in a while, my bangs are dyed pink and blue and theyre kinda choppy across my forehead. my hair is shoulder length atm. i have peachy-pale skin because i can't tan and i have light but noticeable freckles on the bridge of my nose and a prominent freckle on my bottom left eyelid :D! i have gray blue eyes and a septum piercing. i dont like to wear a bunch of makeup because of the way it feels (i wish i didn't have sensory issues) so i stick with some eyeliner and mascara :]

🌸 || i mostly wear ripped mom jeans and lavender converse, along with whatever horror movie shirt i found in my closet. pretty much my entire wardrobe is based upon horror movies because thats all my shirts are! there's a few junji ito shirts that ive had for a while but i love them so much. hopefully guttergarbs won't sell out of the black christmas tshirts before i can snag a few 😫

🐰 || i love minecraft so much and its currently one of my biggest hyperfixations!!! ARGS are up there too, along with youtube and creepypasta! i have (not yet diagnosed) autism that i'm trying to get a diagnosis for and adhd so its kind of hard living a normal life? or what is normal by standard. i have moments where i go nonverbal and sometimes i can only focus on what new youtube videos are out today. i have a very hard time staying focused and my friends often have to tell me to do so. i have a favorite youtuber that gives me a lot of comfort and i watch his videos to ground me. my immediate response to bad stuff is youtube. its kind of childish, but it's just me.

🌸 || anyways, tysm for having these open and giving me the chance to send one in!!! i really just infodumped there lol sorry if i got carried away i was very excited! hope you're having a wonderful day/night and take good care of yourself!!!

- bo! 🐰🐰

Shawty. Honey. Sweetheart. Sugar. Flour. Milk, eggs, 2 teaspoons of salt- Thank you so much for this ask!!! You are the first person to throw themselves out into the shark infested water and I really want to thank you from the bottom of my heart! I honestly expected no body to respond... so this was an awesome surprise. Hope you enjoy your matchup!! YOUR MATCHUP IS...

Denki Kaminari!!!!! *Insert cheering noises*

Kaminari was kinda just playin when he started flirting with you and stuff, BUT MAN. Catching feels???? Not expected in the slightest.

At first it had been more of a challenge thing for him; flirt with the cute quiet chick, but after talking with you for a while you opened up and he realized how many interesting things you had to say.

Y'all became texting at 1 am friends pretty soon, with him sharing memes and you sharing YouTube recs (he thinks you have really good taste) And bonding over what an awesome director Stanley Kubrick is but what an awful dude he is irl, and that creepypasta you read last night that you JUST HAVE TO SHARE BC DENKI WE ARE KEEPING THE NEXT STEPHEN KINGS IN THIS FANDOM I SWEAR-

When y'all start dating, he is just, so understanding of any times you go nonverbal or when you just aren't feeling up to life at the moment. He gets it. He will ask at the beginning of the relationship so he will know what to do if you're nonverbal at the moment and will follow your request through to a tee.

Sorry. So sorry, bc Kaminari has 14 different short jokes saved at any given moment, for any given situation. Totally gives head pats. oh yes get ready to be patted and to be the elbow rest.

HORRID HABIT of kissing your freckle. He thinks its adorable. (Thinks you're adorable-)

Thinks your cool!!! Soooooo cool. How much information can you fit in your brain????? THAT MUCH???????? OH MY GOD THAT IS SO COOL TELL ME ABOUT THE HISTORY OF TETRIS AGAIN

Not to be spicy.... but like... he honestly thinks your piercing and dyed hair is so sexy. Like. And he is not afraid to tell you too.

"..." "Denki?" "You look hot." "Uh... Thanks? Why'd you say that?" "Cause you look hot duh"

"Thank you????? love you???"

just showers you in love. And if you get harrassed or get called annoying, may god/jesus/allah/oprah/beyonce have mercy on their souls because Kaminari can and will vibe check them out of this plane of existence.

ughhh yall are so in love, get away from me people with happy relatonships eww

Thanks again for this, it was a whole lot of fun!!! Hope you like pikachu over here, thought you guys would mesh really well. :D

#mha matchup #bnha matchups #denki kaminari

[delcakoo]

EMSSS💙 LOVEY HOW ARE YOU?? OMG I MISSED YOU! LIKE IVE BEEN OFF FOR IDK ANYMORE ANYWAY MERRY CHRISTMAS EVE I HOPE YOU SPEND IT WELL WITH YOUR FAMILY OR W URSELF HAPPILYY <3 WELL UH so far i'm not expecting much next year i feel like it will be the same as this year, no better expectations. kinda hope next year is my last. but anyway um i see ure paying attention to txt. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) whos ur biass? mines beomgyu HHAHJAJASHJA just to give u a bit of an update if ure wondering what happened to me and the person i was with, were not talking anymore. it was more like a situationship tbh, we weren't labeled as anything but anyway IM HAPPY NOW. CAUSE I GET TO SPEND IT W JUNGWON. remember how i said i'd go crawling back to him when someone disappoints me? i just did it again LMAO. no ones better than jungwon. im going to my dads side of family AND I HONESTLY DONT WANT TO GO THERE BECAUSE, SOCIALIZING, AND MANY PEOPLE BUT WISH ME LUCK WBEJWBEKWJ. anyway i hope u enjoy ur christmas <33 LOV U AND TAKE CARE. 💙💙

-m💙

MOONIEEEE OMG ITS BENE SO LONG WTF :( YES MERRY CHRISTMAS EVE TO U AS WELL AND U TOO!!

honestly i feel u w that 😭 idk why this year christmas doesnt feel the same?! like idk im just not feeling the holiday spirit 🐸 maybe cuz only like 2 other houses in my neighborhood put up lights 💀💀

YES BRO TXT HAS TAKEN OVER MY LIFE 😞 omg so true gyu bias <3 I AM BEOMJUN BIASED but i honestly love all 5 of them so much bro especially soobs cuz we have the same personality type like we act SO SIMILARLY ITS SCARY ☹️☹️ they are definitely the funniest kpop group i know and that’s saying a lot cuz i’ve had so many different ults 😭 IVE BEEN WATCHING ALL THEIR VARIETY SHOWS AND TO DO SHJDHS MY FAVORITE EPISODE SO FAR IS 72-73 i think? ive been watching completely out of order but ITS THE GARDEN FAIRY TAG GAME AKHSJSBSN IT WAS SO FUNNY

SORRY I GOT CARRIED AWAY W THAT LMDOSHD

and awh im sorry to hear ab that moonie :( im glad ur over it tho BECAUSE YES ALL U NEED IS ME AND JUNGWON TBH!! 🙏😍🧌 WISHING U SO MUCH LUCK AND A VERY NICE CHriSTMAS TOO MOON <3 TAKE CAREEE AND EAT WELL

#delcakoo #m anon #xin !

[ghostiezone]

hello hello hello good evening talk bout sad cwilbur thoughts?? i am sitting in front of u with my chin in my hands i wanna listen to rambling.

ok so im listening gto this song right. and like. not to be all sadboy about it but. i dont necessarily consider this to be a wilbur song BUT some of the lyrics r fitting so it works for this.

“like tv magazines and coffee beans, i have such simple needs” he really gets fixated on little things after he comes back. Little details he took for granted before spending 13 years in what was essentially a sensory deprivation tank modeled after his worst nightmares. But there are so many things, so many little tiny things that he never noticed before that he gets a little lost in it sometimes. The way the stars reflect off the river. The ants caught in a death spiral on the ground by the first step up to the van. The tiny bits of moss starting to sprout in stationary tires. the subtle shifts in the direction of the wind every time he steps outside. the texture of every individual loose thread in his sweater and how it feels when they brush his skin. it gets overwhelming. 

little too overwhelming. maybe he develops the mildest case of agoraphobia. ranboo hasnt been to the van for a while (and won’t be back for even longer, though he doesn’t know that yet), he hasn’t seen quackity and hasn’t had the energy to make the trek over to the desert (sand is too much. just the thought of sand touching his skin in any way when he feels like this is enough to cause a physical reaction). he doesnt want to leave. doesnt wanna go anywhere because he knows no matter what, some tiny thing is just gonna set him off again. but he wants to see people. limbo has left him with a warped sense of object permanence when it comes to people. if nobody’s around to see him as alive, how does he know this isn’t just a trick? how does he know he won’t wake up the next morning to grey walls and cold concrete floors and a numbness that seeps into his bones and realize that this has all just been another elaborate nightmare conjured up by his personal hell to torture him some more? is wilbur soot even real if nobody’s around to see him? 

“its not agoraphobia, its just a lack of air supply that keeps me up at night” leave it to wilbur to deny that anything’s wrong with him, even when he can’t sleep because he’s too busy hyperventilating his way through a panic attack because the knife slipped while he was cutting vegetables and barely grazed his finger. 

“i’m not momentarily out of my mind” << this is just a cwilbur lyric. i think i might use this as the title for a fic in the future lmao

“i dont need to be hospitalized to make me realize that ive got a problem, no i haven’t, let me be” the constant tug of war game in his mind of desperately needing to be around people after being isolated for so long and the self hatred in the back of his mind telling him that he doesn’t deserve to be around people after he hurt them the way he did. the struggle of pulling people closer because you’re desperate to be noticed, to be real in someone’s eyes other than your own, but having punished yourself for so long that the comfort becomes uncomfortable so you just push them away again in this ugly cycle 

anyway. thats all the significant lyrics, i just. holds cwilbur in my hands. this bad boy can hold so much mental illness in him. will never rid myself of the hc that he gets overstimulated by every little unexpected sensation. pain hurts Too Much, sounds are Too Loud, lights are Too Bright. everything is so much. makes him want to pull all of his hair out but he can’t even do that because it hurts too much. he forgets that he needs to eat or drink or sleep, so sometimes he’ll just unintentionally push himself to the point of exhaustion and that definitely doesn’t help with the mental burnout. when pillows are too soft he just lays on the floor of the van using his coat as a weighted blanket because it’s cold and hard and he’s used to sleeping on the floor of a train station. on nights he really can’t sleep he’ll go lay out on the grass and stare at the stars like he used to do when he lived in Pogtopia (until he realizes he can feel every individual blade of grass on his skin and the vague glow of las nevadas’ light pollution is too bright and he can hear the screech of phantoms that have been drawn to his lack of sleep and he gives up to go back to the comfort of cold hardwood floors)

#i am typing w one hand rn so forgive any typos please hgfdjh #not to be too meta either but this all came to me in the thought of #'lmao in canon reason wilbur missed the prison break bc he was busy having a panic attack in the burger van' #this went from me talking abtou the song to me just listing my pathetic cwilbur headcanons lol sorry #i cant write a full fic rn bc like. finals. but i needed an Outlet hsbdjfhds #uhh. #tw// unreality #for the limbo talk.. got kinda carried away sorry #when the prison sirens went off they echoed across the entire server #and wilbur didnt know what they were they were just Loud and Grating and he couldnt leave the van for hours after they stopped because his #*his ears were ringing too much #smile. i am going to bed now i hope u enjoyed #not art #dream smp #my writing #i guess??? i dont have a tag for hc talk oops #asks #numberstati0n #also @ aster before you yell at me for listening to autoheart again consider. i am coping hsbdhfbdkjfnsdfsdkjfj #not well! but its making me feel Something so its better than nothing #jjdfhbsd #hc talk

[angelplummie]

Hiii! Could please get his for Ushijima taking care of his sick s/o? Thank youuu ( ◜‿◝ )♡

USHIJIMA TAKING CARE OF YOU WHEN YOU’RE SICK

USHIJIMA X GN!READER

masterlist

a/n: this is very relevant to me bc i have a honking cold rn so what the hell ushi is taking care of me rn ! also sorry if this is total waffle i’m like delirious ill LMAO let’s see how this goes!

warnings: mentions of not eating (not ed related)

• so

• originally, you planned he would never even know u were sick, you didn’t want to worry him

• that went about as well as you would imagine

• there you were chilling in your apartment, under your covers with tissues surrounding you as you scrolled through tik tok

• you see a couple that you want toshi to see, a few cat videos, some chinchillas, a sprinkle of golden retriever puppies, the usual

•you aren’t sure if he really likes the videos, because he only ever replies with a thumbs up emoji, so u can’t tell if he’s just humouring you, but you send them anyway cuz if he doesn’t like them he can just not watch them

• (he does like it actually, he loves when you send him that stuff, thinks the animals are very cute and he likes to know that you think of him when he’s away)

• but there’s a fatal flaw in this cute gesture, he’s not supposed to know that u can b on ur phone rn!!!!!!

• when it gets to his lunch break, he sits on on the bench and sees his phone with a bunch of notifs with you

• he shits himself a little bc he thinks somethings wrong, but then he sees it’s just tik toks he relaxes

• he watches them first (enjoys them greatly might i add), then says ‘thank you for the videos, i was worried that something was wrong when i saw texts from you in the middle of the day :>’

• (oh my GOD my heart de so uses :> :< /:< EEEE i love him so much he’s so cute)

• you reply as soon as you see the message, which makes him suspicious

• ‘aren’t you at work?’

• busted

• there’s no point lying now, so u tell him ur off sick

• he leaves you on read and 45 minutes later, there’s a very tall man at your door

• “Toshi!!! what are you doing here?”

• “why didn’t you tell me you were sick? i would’ve been here earlier. you shouldn’t be alone when your ill y/n it’s not safe”

• you ask him how he managed to get home so fast, which is when you find out he TOLD THE COACH YOU GOT IN A CAR ACCIDENT

• YOURE LIKE HUH?!?!!!? he just shrugs and goes “if i said u were ill it would’ve taken me longer to get here, he might not have let me come at all”

• you’re touched, even if toshi is a little scary in his reasoning

• he places a hand to your forehead gently, frowning when it’s boiling

• “You’re burning up Y/N, you’re lucky I came”

• looks at you worriedly, he says you look ‘pallid’, to which you insist youre fine, it’s just a bad cold

• (he, of course, doesn’t care if it’s a ‘bad cold’ he’s still worried and hates seeing you look so small and weak and tired)

• he asks you what you’ve eaten, thrusts a tangerine in your face when you say nothing

• “you’ve got to eat at least something or else you’ll feel worse”

• he’ll just sit there until you eat it, you’re too weak to protest

• after he feels he’s assessed the situation (medical professional he is) he feels you could handle being moved to the living room to watch a movie

• he’ll carry you bridal style to the living room and plop you down on the sofa, jogging to grab blankets to keep you from getting cold

• he also gets a big bottle of water and places it right next to your head where you lay on the sofa, because of course you hadn’t drunk enough today

• he asks you what you want to watch, and when you say you’re not sure, he tells you the name of ever DVD you own just for you to have the full selection

• you settle on Barbie Rapunzel, and he settles down on the floor in front of the sofa to watch with you

• you don’t like him sitting on the ground, so instead he sits with your legs on his lap, blanket barley covering his knees

• your hand reaches for his, and he takes in warmly, thumb rubbing lovingly on the back of your hand

• all throughout the movie he’s making little comments that make you laugh and force feeding you water at regular intervals too

• as the movie continues, you start to get sleepy, which goes unnoticed by toshi bc he’s actually very invested in the film (marry me)

• when he does notice you’ve fallen asleep, he makes a little ‘oh!’ and turns the sound down a little

• he looks at ur little sleepy face surrounded by covers, you look like a sickly little angel

• he squeezes your hand very gently and whispers “I love you, please get well soon.”

hey guys!!! hope u enjoyed my word vomit about how much i love ushijima, reblogs always appreciated! bye love u bye!!!

#ushijima comfort #ushijima fluff #ushijima hcs #ushijima headcanons #ushijima x reader #ushijima x gn!reader #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu comfort #haikyuu!! #haikyu x reader #haikyuu fanfiction #hq x y/n #hq x reader #hq fluff #haikyuu x gn!reader #haikyu x y/n

[under-sedationnn]

the arcana: main six reacting to injured! reader

anonymous: Could u do m6 reacting to mc coming home injured? I want some hurt/comfort >:))

Warnings: talk of being injured, blood. if that bothers you or tiggers you in anyway, please scroll away! i want this to be a safe place, only :)

thanks for the request anon!! i hope you enjoy!! <3 requests for the kissing prompts and physical affection prompts are STILL OPEN. please send them in with the character of your choice (which could be any character from any series i write for) and i will create an imagine!! thanks and happy reading!!

- tries his very very best to stay calm

- you can see panic bubbling under the surface

- faust is on high alert

- slithers around your shoulders and squeezes you for a hug

- "friend! hurt!"

- doesn't immediately ask what happened, just gets you to a comfortable place to be cleaned up

- then, and only then, will he brave to ask what happened to you

- or who did this to you

- wipes the blood from your skin with very gentle swipes

- winces when you wince, and apologizes profoundly

- "Y/n, how did this happen? i thought you were just taking a quick trip to the market."

- "i fell in the market, tripped over a stone"

- "and nobody helped you?"

- in this case he's disappointed with the bystanders, but does not become angry

- in a situation where someone hurt you?

- oh god

- "Y/n, how did this happen? i thought you were just taking a quick trip to the market."

- "yeah, well, somebody had their eye on the same apple i picked up. somehow, though, they managed to push me to the ground and steal it from my hands."

- i don't even think he would know what to say

- and asra is not really the type to march out into the streets of vesuvia and seek to challenge the one who hurt you

- but he would certainly hold a grudge against whoever it was if he did find out

- and would feel absolutely awful about letting you get hurt

- his mind would race about the possibility of losing you again

- because he simply can't handle it

- and what if that person had been particularly violent or malicious? what if you had been taken??

- you'd have to comfort the hell out of him to make sure he knows that you're okay

- "asra, hey, i'm fine! i can handle myself, you know that"

- "you're right, and i know you're right. it's just hard"

- "it's still hard for me, too. the market still makes me a little nervous and i got caught a little off guard, is all"

- that would make him feel better

- would finish patching up your wounds and would make sure to bring you to julian the next day if they were too bad for him to fix or needed stitches

- would also create a special brew to help with the pain and ease you to sleep

- "why don't i go down to the market tomorrow?"

- "why? so when you pick a fight over apples, i can pay you back for all of this high quality medical treatment?"

- "well of course, surely you didn't expect all this tender love and care to be free" *wink*

- panicked doctor mode enabled

- immediately begins checking you over, asking questions

- something tells me it would be a head injury of some sort

- "oh darling, what happe- you're bleeding!"

- "julian, i'm okay! it's just a little scratch"

- "no no no you might need stitches, come sit down. i'll go get my kit!"

- there's really no use in arguing

- he has cold ass hands, so he tries to warm them up before he begins suturing the wound

- tries to be gentle, and his expert hands move quickly without any snagging

- "so, how did this happen?"

- his voice is literally trembling

- "well, i was in the clinic grabbing the list of ingredients we need for our next grocery trip and there was a puddle of... something on the floor. i slipped and hit my head on the corner of your desk"

- immediately thinks it's his fault

- like "oh shit i should have cleaned better that could have killed y/n and then what would i have done-"

- doesn't necessarily voice this, but you can tell by the silence that follows that he's feeling really guilty

- would kneel for you, head on your knees

- "y/n, i am so sorry"

- "juli, it's really okay, i should have watched where i was going"

- "i'll make sure to clean better from now on, okay?"

- would guard you throughout the night in case of concussion

- nurse juli <3

- but let's say someone had put their hands on you

- would patch you up the same way, and apologize profusely for not being there with you

- tuck you into bed and fetch mazelinka to keep an eye on you throughout the night incase of a concussion

- would most definitely be self destructive and seek that mf out

- maybe not successfully, but would try his hardest

- "i'll be back in the morning, get some rest"

- "I can find them myself if I want to, you know"

- embarrassed blush

- because he KNOWS you can take care of yourself

- "of course, but right now you're hurt. as your partner, i will do what must be done on your behalf darling"

- probably shows up the following morning with battle scars of his own

- the guards found you in the garden, passed out in the maze

- blood trickled down your arm, a large gash marking your bicep

- ran you up to the palace and immediately to the medical wing

- them]n nadia gets word

- the calm, collected queen act disappears

- abandons anything she's doing, anybody she's talking to

- "we will finish this at a different time, i have more important matters to attend to"

- she is so worried and it's honestly adorable

- very much giving "where tf are they?" energy

- god i love her so much

- anyways um

- asks the nurses over and over what happened, if you're okay, etc.

- watches the physicians and nurses like a hawk as they clean the wound and suture the cut

- and they're so intimidated lmao they never come face to face with her literally ever

- brushes your hair back from your face as they do so

- holds your hands

- would demand that you be brought to her sleeping chamber

- so that's where you wake up! how cute

- she's laying beside you, her brows furrowed

- maybe even her eyes are a little hazy

- "y/n, sweetheart, do you remember what happened?"

- patiently waits for your answer, you're still a little groggy

- you were either attacked by an animal and passed out from the fright

- or you were attacked by an armed person and was knocked out

- either way, the guards are on it

- nadia isn't letting whoever or whatever did this get away without a fight

- the palace is meant to be a safe haven for you

- for the both of you

- "well, don't you worry, we'll take care of that"

- you try to sit up but she won't let you

- "oh no, you must stay down, y/n. you are possibly concussed from the fall"

- "oh okay, sorry"

- "is there anything i can get you?"

- the countess of vesuvia, serving you in your time of need

- "just some water would be nice"

- "of course, i'll have some brought up right away"

- i literally feel like he would just start crying straight up

- cause like he has some problems anyway

- he big sad boi

- and you coming home to the hut bleeding from a gash in the arch of your foot is not helping

- picks you and carries you to the bed without a word

- just starts examining the cut

- inanna is also very concerned

- she licks the blood from the cut, she's trying to be helpful

- meanwhile muriel is stumbling around the hut looking for anything to stop the bleeding, disinfect it, bandage it, anything

- but he's not the best about keeping that stuff in stock

- keeps looking back at you with worry in his eyes

- he doesn't know what to do

- "muriel, let me see if i can contact asra. maybe he or julian can bring me a salve. i'm pretty sure i'm gonna need stitches"

- low-key makes him feel worse

- cause he feels like he's unable to care for you and keep your safe

- even tho this was just an accident

- he's breathing really fast, his anxiety creeping

- agrees anyway, but goes to get them himself

- "i'll be back soon, just keep this piece of cloth pressed against it"

- cause you're bleeding like a lot

- inanna stays behind

- he returns very quickly with julian in tow, though he doesn't look happy about it

- leaves the hut without another word

- julian gets to work immediately

- "so, you cut your foot i see"

- smartass.

- "yeah, muriel always tells me to put on shoes when i walk in the woods but i love to feel the grass beneath my feet"

- julian chuckled at this

- "and i'm assuming you, what, stepped on a rock?"

- "...yeah, sliced it right open"

- after julian is done cleaning up the cut, he tells you to just stay off of it for a while and make sure it doesn't get infected

- once he's gone, muriel trudges back into the hut

- "muriel, baby, it was just a cut it's not a big deal"

- but his eyes look hurt, and you beckon him toward the bed

- "hey," your hands on his cheeks, "i'm okay, really"

- "sorry, i just got scared. blood is still a trigger for me and since you got hurt in my woods, i felt like it was my fault"

- "muriel, of course it wasn't your fault"

- he really needed a hug

- after this instance, he made sure to keep medical supplies in the hut and you promised to try and wear shoes in the woods more often than not

- "i'll try my best to be more careful. deal?"

- sweet lil smile

- "deal."

- "oh my god, y/n, what the hell happened??"

- you were tending the garden

- without her supervision

- and the garden sheers might have sliced into the palm of your hand

- deep

- brings you over to the sink and runs water over the cut, covering it with a towel when the dripping blood had been washed away

- girl is on the move

- cause she knows what to do! love that

- low-key a main reason why julian managed to live as long as he has

- pepi is curiously perched atop one of the counters, peering down

- finds her personal first aid kit she had stashed in the bathroom

- guides you over to sit on the counter while she tries to figure out what to do

- "damn, you really cut yourself, y/n"

- "sorry! i think i just got a little carried away"

- she giggles at that, though she is still worried about the fact that it won't stop bleeding

- gently wraps the cut in gauze and adheres it together

- places a kiss to your fingertips

- "all done! no more gardening for you!"

- "hey, why not?"

- "well you don't want that cut to open back up again and again, do you?"

- "no"

- "alright then," she smiled, moving to put away the first aid kit again, "and we're going up to the palace medical wing first thing tomorrow morning to make sure it's not infected"

- eye roll

- "yes ma'am" you mocked

- even though you know it's just because she loves you

- "but since you got hurt, you want me to bake you some cookies?"

- "only if you let me eat the dough!"

- good god do i love this man

- but he is so self-absorbed it's actually insane

- and I feel like he wouldn't even notice at first

- cause he's too focused on himself

- gazing into the mirror without a care in the world when you walked in

- "y/n, thank goodness you're home, how do you feel about these pants?"

- you just hobbled to the nearest seat, hand resting over the gash on your knee

- mercedes and melchior were lazing across a rug at the base of his mirror, their attention set on you

- "u-um, yeah, they look good"

- literally just trying not to bleed out, over here

- "good? oh really, now, y/n don't they look amazing?"

- "yes, they look ama- ow, damnit"

- then he turned around

- immediate shock and worry! oh no oh no y/n is hurt!

- mercedes and melchior walked over first, whining as they took in the cut, brushing around the edges

- lucio raced over, squatting down in front of you, and began examining the cut

- "hey, hey, what happened?"

- "i accidentally tripped on my walk in the garden and scraped my knee on the cobblestone"

- he was lightly touching around the cut, gauging how sensitive it was

- when you flinched he stopped, looking into your eyes with a soft "sorry"

- "i think i need to go to the palace infirmary"

- "oh there's no need, i can take care of you!"

- you were not convinced he could take care of you, at least not well

- "uh, lucio, are you sure?"

- he looked slightly offended, at that

- "you know, y/n, i did fight in battles at one point. i have not only tended to my own wounds, but the wounds of others, as well"

- you giggled at the thought

- "much to your protest, though, i'm sure"

- he moved to the small cabinet of medical supplies in the ensuite to your bedroom, returning to your side with it in hand

- "at points, but i don't mind helping you in the slightest"

- for all of his antics, his soft side was enough to make you fall in love all over again

- and although i know he would take care of you in literally any situation, i can't say for certainty that he would stick around and place nurse lucio for long if a person had hurt you

- attacked you

- much like nadia, the guards would be sent out without a second thought, lucio leading the pack in the search for you aggressor

#the arcana nadia #the arcana julian #the arcana #the arcana imagines #the arcana headcanons #the arcane game #the arcana lucio #nadia the arcana #the arcana asra #asra the arcana #lucio montag #count lucio #lucio #portia devorak #portia headcanons #muriel the mountain man #muriel x mc #the arcana muriel #muriel

[nightfall-kachiniko]

Heya, I hope you’re doing alright. May I request some headcannons of the Aot girls, plus Hange, with a s/o with a massive sweet tooth, like almost to the point where they would fight over the smallest piece of chocolate? (God knows I would)

||| AOT GIRLS PLUS HANJI WITH A S/O WHO HAS A SWEET TOOTH

- Mikasa finds your obsession with sweets adorable. She’ll constantly buy and or make you some sweets which makes your heart melt lmao. Mrs. Cakerman *cough cough I mean she got that cake tho* Enjoys making brownies with you and see you eat up all the batter before it’s even in the pan lol. She thinks is so sweet *pun intended 😏😏*

- Always shares her sweets with you, I mean ALWAYS. You never have to ask or take she’ll just hand you some. And she knows when something is up when you don’t eat any sweets. She reads you like a book, always taking down mind notes of what your favorite sweets are and some new ones she should try making. And she hella makes sure you brush your teeth good she don’t want her babayyyy gettin annay cavities 😏 (Mikasa you can f my cavities)

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- Bro annie got a sweet tooth aswell. Not to your crazy GIVE ME THIS BITCH OR ILL SLICE OFF YOUR PENIS type crazy. Just like if you holdin a donut home girl gonna get a bite.(plus I hc that’s her favorite food) Annie thinks your obsessive Behavior can get annoying at times (or so she says) but she stills love you but CHILL THE FUCK OUT IM GOT GIVING YOU MY FUCKING DONUT AND YOUR NOT CUTTING OFF MY NIPPLE! *ahem* sorry. I’m getting a bit to carried away.

- Doesn’t mind baking for you but doesn’t do it a lot. Mostly buys you sweets. And she isn’t gonna sit there and just let you devour a whole 12 box of donuts until you’ve lost all sanity but will limit you on how many sugary things. Plus it gets annoying everytime she kisses you she feels like she just gave head to that fukin lucky charms guy, like shit taste the rainbow, fuck wait that’s skittles. Her favorite phrase is “catch a break or catch these hands”

-oh hanji baby 😩😩😩 Damn.. them cheeks is the only sweet thing I wanna taste rn. This got so inappropriate so fast. They’ll sometimes buy you sweetsss and themself to bro. THEY HAVE TO FUCKIN HIDE IT FROM YOUR ASS BC U SMELL THAT SHIT FROM MILES AWAY LIKE FR.

- Hanji will fight you aswell for the last peice of chocolate, you think you being their partner will automatically mean you get babied? I mean duck yeah but like they don’t play around when it comes to food, like shitzzzzz they will in to bite a chunk outta dat ass if you’re willing to aswell (I’m sorry they just keep on coming like how my dad did, without a condom, why tf was I born)

-okay this situation is like death. Like u enter it, you already see Jesus like. homie will beat you for food. Homie will suck your tiddies for food, ESPECIALLY SWEETS BRUH- Like this is a death or death situation, either way of y’all gonna die.

-well now you get all the sweets to yourself cus she kind of.. ya know.. like 😵 :/

- pieck with dem cheeks 🤤🤤 She loves you to death she really does BUT DAMN IS SHE WORRIED. She thinks tahts probably bc of everything you went through as a kid is why you eat sugary foods. Weird logic. Okay pieck. Trauma with a little bit of.. spice.. no sugar-

- She likes baking you cakes alot :D and is surprised when you eat it all in less then 5 minutes :d. Honestly mom- milf material like hell yes

YOO I MIGHT DO A PART2 IF YALL WANT WITH HITCH, YMIR, AND HISTORIAAAA

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