#it’s not that he’ll be rude but he just puts distance

[shegetsburned]

being in a relationship w. hakari kinji ᥫ᭡

hakari calls you often to let you know of his whereabouts and to know where you are.

I feel like kinji’s a "my girlfriend can wear whatever she wants because I can fight" kind of guy, mixed with "you’re just staring and I’m hittin' that"

he probably lets you do whatever the hell you want.

making small hand gestures for you to come sit on his lap while he’s busy.

he’d probably tell you to stfu if you ever doubted yourself or you guys’ relationship because he firmly believes nothing can come between you two.

hakari will randomly pull you closer to him, holding your head up and kissing you.

100% applies the sidewalk rule.

he literally takes up the whole bed and you’re fighting for your life with the weight of his body almost crushing you.

hakari is so dominant in a non-sexual way, I swear; he’d put his hand on your back to lead you, and he’d say no in a stern but caring way, telling you to "come here" when he wants you.

the man knows how to hold eye contact, he never leaves your gaze and knows what it does to you.

he’s so close to you all the time, only inches away from your face when he speaks to you, of course, he’s taller, which makes him bend down most of the time.

palm kisses?!?!?

I feel like you’d be able to have a mature and stable relationship with kinji. he’d ask you upfront if you were upset about something he did, and correct it immediately. you guys wouldn’t hide how you feel to each other, because he doesn’t have time to play around the problem. he’s pretty assertive.

you don’t have to ask even once for him to either distance himself from another girl, or when you see someone being too flirty with him. he knows it and has no interest in them whatsoever.

kinji’s faithful. between managing his fight club and spending time with you, he doesn’t have much time to think about anything else.

he may come off as rude at first, but you quickly learn he has a kind heart and will never let you give up on any dreams that you might have, pushing you to achieve them. he’ll even help you, making sure you’re not discouraged.

kinji saw this fever in you, and won’t let you go, ever since. you’re stuck with him. ♡

© shegetsburned 2023. Please do not repost/edit/or claim my writing as your own.

#hakari kinji #kinji hakari smut #jjk hakari #hakari’s #i found my man #probably part 1 cause I’ve got so much more to say about him #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jujutsu hakari #hakari x y/n #hakari x you #jjk headcanons #jjk hcs #jujutsu kaisen headcanons #jujutsu kaisen hcs #hakari headcanons #hakari hcs #hcs #headcannons #jjk imagines #jujutsu kaisen imagines #imagines #hakari x reader #hakari kinji x reader #kinji’s #﹒⪩⪨﹒my writing

[volos-togepi]

PLA boys taking care of you when you're sick

Adaman 

the moment you feel something coming on, he’s insistent that you rest

he’ll continuously be warming soup for you

oh how he worries

but he puts on a smile and takes care of you to the best of his ability

he asks Mai to take on some of his duties/tasks so he can be with you at all times, and she’s happy to do so

but not before a slight argument about it

the cuddling will be nonstop

and you bet his and your Pokémon will be joining in

he keeps you SO warm

the forehead kisses are constant

he’ll even read/share bedtime stories with you if you’re willing to listen

anything you need, he’s on it

and once you feel better, he’s resuming his leadership duties

but he’s not taking his focus away from you

he’s got you by his side

“And don’t think for a moment that I’m gonna stop pampering you because you’re better… because I’m not.”

Volo

Volo is very much a wanderer

but when you’re sick, he’s staying put

he hates to see you in such a dreadful state

and he can’t bear to leave you until you’re feeling better

while you nap, he’s out collecting herbs and medicinal leeks 

he’ll make your favorite soup

and he’ll hand feed it to you

he’s a deranged; touch starved lunatic, so you bet he’s holding you at all times

his Arcanine will be your pillow (and your heat source)

and Togekiss is your entertainment

while he’s searching for herbs and leeks, he’ll also be hunting for little trinkets for you

because his poor, sick s/o has to have something special

this man has an ABUNDANCE of stories to share with you

and he’ll share ALL OF THEM, even if you don’t ask

once you’re feeling better, he’ll pack up and head out

you WILL be getting a kiss on the cheek (or lips) before he departs

“I’ll be back soon, y/n. If you start feeling ill again, I’ve left the recipe for the soup I made on the table.”

Melli

you’re sick, and Melli does NOT like that

he distances himself from you

and not just because of how gross you sound

but he’s TERRIFIED of getting sick himself

he’ll speak to you through letters delivered by Pokémon

and they’re very sweet letters

but once Adaman finds out that he’s ‘too good’ to take care of you…

you can hear that scolding from across the Diamond Clan settlement 

Melli will slowly approach you

and he’s absolutely disgusted

you can 10000000% tell that smile is forced

but once he settles in

he’s trying his best to help you

he’s hesitant to cuddle with you

but he assumes there’s no other choice

and once he feels how hot you are, he holds you a little tighter

since he’s here, he may as well be close to you

he apologizes for being rude, something he would NEVER do for anyone else

and he’ll send Pokémon to Adaman to request recipes for soups

you’ll probably end up making them yourself, though, because Melli can’t cook at all

he’ll learn eventually

once you start feeling better, Melli does indeed get sick

because he’s always running from illness, his immune system is a bit weaker

but you’re there for him regardless

“Can I have some soup?”

#pokemon legends arceus #pokemon x reader #pokemon imagine #pokemon would include #pokemon fanfiction #pokemon headcanons #pokemon headcanon #pokemon volo #pokemon melli #pokemon adaman #volo #volo pokemon #volo legends arceus #volo would include #volo imagine #volo x reader #volo headcanon #adaman #adaman x reader #adaman would include #adaman imagine #adaman headcanon #melli imagine #melli would include #melli fanfiction #melli headcanon #volo fanfiction #adaman famfiction #pokemon imagines

[sinofwriting]

Figlia Mia - Charles Leclerc (Part Two)

Words: 1,927 Summary: What do the 2024, 2025, and 2026 season look like with Enzo Ferrari’s granddaughter having taken over the Ferrari F1 team? Read part one here Note(s)/Warning(s): This is a very different fic to what I normally write. The story is mainly told with news headlines and only has 3 blurbs in it. But if you want me to expand on anything in the news headlines or want to see a part three told also with news headlines for the 2027, 2028, and 2029 season let me know! And thank you to @eleetalks for the Italian translation! Also, I shouldn’t have to say this but: How I write the drivers in these fics is not based on my feelings for them, it is just what I need them to be.

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2024

January 2025

“I feel like I’m in trouble.” Daniel jokes, as he follows her through the hallways. “I think you just like being trouble.” He grins at her, winking. “Gotta keep you on your toes, huh.” She shakes her head, but grins. “Was the drive okay?” “Better than most. I’ve got a room at the hotel for the next few days as I house hunt.” “No flat?” He scoffs, “for three years? And with the amount of development we’re doing? Fuck that. I’ll go crazy.” She hums, sending a smile to Anita as they pass by her who tuts when seeing Daniel.

“What was that about?” “Anita likes her peace. It’s why she’s worked for us for so long.” “I can be peaceful!” He protests and then immediately makes a face. “Okay, I can try.” She snorts, shaking her head as they reach the dining room.

“Daniel!” Her grandfather greets, a wide smile on his face as he pats Charles hand before the younger moves to her side, pressing a kiss to her cheek. “Signor Ferrari!” Daniel cheers, moving to the older man’s side and bending to press a kiss to his cheek. “You’re looking amazing. It’s the enchante merch, isn’t it?” He jokes, having sent some to both Ferrari’s right before the 2024 season ended. Enzo huffs out a laugh and she watches Daniel’s face as her grandfather sticks out his leg, sliding his slipper off and Daniel’s jaw drops as he sees the enchante sock on his foot. “Healing properties.” “Holy fuck.” Daniel breathes and they all can’t help but laugh. “I told you, nonno that you’d break him.” Enzo grins at Charles, putting his slipper back on. “I’ve got to keep you kids on your toes.” She rolls her eyes, squeezing Charles upper arm, before moving to properly greet her grandfather. Pressing a kiss to his weathered skin and holding his hand in hers for a few seconds.

“Now tell me as we eat how the car is.” He demands as soon as everyone is sitting and food has been served.

—

“He really overdid it.” Charles murmurs as they both work to get Daniel on the bed. She sighs. “He was talking about house hunting here before we joined. The split hit him a bit harder than I thought.” He frowns, eyes sad as he looks at the man that for a good few years was pretty much his second godfather. “Has he said why?” “Racing. This year was supposed to be his last, but 2024.” She shakes her head, a sad but fond smile on her face. “It really hit him how much he wasn’t ready to leave yet and F1 wasn’t ready for him to leave either. She didn’t want him to go this long, didn’t want to deal with the weird long distance and traveling.” She shrugs. “It sucks, but is fair.” “Is it rude to be grateful that we won’t have to deal with that?” He asks, wrapping an arm around her waist and tucking her body against his as they look at Daniel, who's starting to really drift off. “No, il mio destino. Only natural.” My destiny He hums, pressing a kiss to her neck before sighing and unwinding their bodies. “Let me take off his jeans so he’ll be more comfortable.” “I’ll get him a glass of water and make sure to put another pillow under his head, when you lay like that your neck always aches in the morning.” The last part is a murmur and he flushes at her remembering that. Such a small, simple thing.

When Daniel wakes up the next morning he groans at the dry throat he has and the gross feeling of not changing before falling asleep for the night. Turning to the left, his eyes close for a quick second as he murmurs a prayer of thanks before reaching for the glass of water on the nightstand and draining it.

It takes a few minutes for the water to settle in him and for him to realize that he doesn’t have jeans on. He blinks, but shrugs. It wouldn’t be the first time he stripped while asleep, but those were one of his tighter pairs of jeans.

“Daniel.” She greets when he stumbles out of the bathroom and finds himself in a small kitchen. “Morning Stella, Charles.” He rubs at his eyes, clearing the last of sleep away as he sits in the small breakfast nook.

Charles and her share an amused look when the smell of coffee makes Daniel perk up, his face instantly brightening.

“That smells amazing.” She passes a cup to him and Charles presses the small basket slash tray of sugar, creamer, and things closer to the Australian. “Thank you.” He murmurs to both of them before doctoring his cup, murmuring another thank you when a small bowl of fruit is placed in front of him, Charles doing the same.

“I had your luggage delivered to the house.” She states when Daniel is fully awake and halfway through his fruit bowl. His brows press together, hand stilling. “What?” Charles brings his cup to his mouth to hide his smile. “Your luggage, it was brought to the house. Nonno is the only person that lives here full time, Anita, Matteo, and Luca live here when we are not and sometimes when we are. And Charles and I have this whole wing to ourselves, this kitchen, a small living space, a few smaller rooms that were converted into offices, and four bedrooms. We’d like to have you live here as well. Or in the guest house.” Daniel blinks at her. He had forgotten how much she steamrolled and bulldozed through things, it made his lips twitch up into a smile before he turned his attention to Charles. “And you're alright with this?” “You’re family.” Charles states and Daniel can feel tears spring to his eyes at the easy way he says it. “We may have lost sight of that for a few years and only regained it recently, but you are family, Daniel.” He swallows thickly, “fuck.” He breathes, a few tears running down his face before he nods. “Alright, kids. I’ll move in.” And then in a move that shocks Charles, Daniel places a hand on the back of his neck and draws him close before he kisses his forehead and the gesture makes Charles well up. “Jules will kill me for letting you drown for so long.” Charles shakes his head and neither man notices that she has left the room, leaving them to a grief that they share. “No. He’ll be proud we became family again.”

May 2025

She smiles as she watches Ferrari get another 1-2 podium, the third of the season already and it was Charles winning his home race once again.

“You are glowing.” “Maman.” She says, turning slightly to look at Pascale. “I promise that we aren’t hiding anything. We just got married. It’s a newlywed glow.” Her mother in law huffs. “And when will I get my grandchildren?” She shakes her head. “You and my grandfather both. Eventually, I promise. Not right now though. Neither of us are ready for that.”

November 2025

“Daniel, do another lap.” “What?” The word comes out a bit loud and harsh but he listens to Stella, ignoring the checkered flag and starting another lap. “What’s going on, Stella?” It’s quiet for another moment but as he approaches the straight, she speaks. “Daniel, congratulations. You are the 2025 world champion!” “What?” He slows as he takes the turn, her words not registering even though it had been all anyone had been talking about since the weekend started. “You won, Daniel! You’re a world champion!” “Holy fuck.” He curses and as he gets on the straight he realizes why she had him continue and he stops the car in the middle of it, grandstands perfectly able to see it as he quickly unbuckles his harness and gets out to stand on the car, raising a fist in the air as he screams.

2026

@cixrosie @badbatch-simp24 @darleneslane @fanboyluvr @teti-menchon0604 @eugene-emt-roe @crystals-faith @gemofthenight @peachiicherries @lpab @copper-boom @topguncultleader @iloveyou3000morgan @boiohboii @benstormy @bibliosaurous @skepvids

#charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc imagine #f1 imagine #f1 x reader #formula 1 x reader #formula 1 imagine

[simp999]

I feel this is cringe but it itches the back of my mind like no other… since it’s late 60s early 70s in tf2, mercs reaction to there being a new recruit who is a female pilot? I’m sorry if this sounds like? Hyper specific ? But she’s like hot biker/pilot bitch who is like the epitome of Cool Girl (tm) flared ripped jeans and tight tank tops yk?

GOING INSANE OVER THIS ITS SUCH A COOL IDEA

I'm so sorry about how long it took to make this and how short it is, I'm trying to do all my requests in order of what I received em ww

TF2 Mercs x Badass Fem Pilot! Reader Headcannons

Wc: 730

Themes: uhh Fluff? Romantic and platonic depends on character

A/N: Sniper bias whoop

A/N 2: okay so. I try to stray away from fem reader stuff but this THIS is a complete exception because I love the idea sm

Taglist: @emotionally-alive-sniper @moopy-milk @skeleton-stomper-xoxo @emotionallyunwellmedic @physically-robotic-medic

Masterlist

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Scout: 

-God,, he is immediately in love with your style and vibes.

-Yes, in a simpery way

-Will absolutely fumble on words and flirt miserably

-"Hey girl are you a pilot cause uh you’re really cool"

-Absolutely will find clothes that he thinks suits your style and be your #1 hypeman 

Soldier:

-Wants to touch all the buttons

-"SHOW ME YOUR MEDALS!!!!!!"

-Does respect the effort and time you’ve put into training definetly. But is always asking you to prove yourself

-Okay you can pilot but can you do 30 pushups. Right here right now.

Pyro:

-Doesn’t think of you any differently if you’re female

-A new cool friend!!

-Just an adorable little goober. Okay maybe they get to sit in the front sometimes

-Loves loves loves making drawings of you and them and planes!!!! And clouds

Heavy: 

-Protective older brother.

-He is SO overprotective of you. You remind him too much of his sisters.

-You’re strong just like them but,, it’s just scary, y’know? He misses them

-Often just kinda chills around- and won’t stand for ANY harassment or anything rude. AHEM spy AHEM

-And the clear bias for you? It’s honestly funny at times

-He definetly makes you sandviches and just. Silently takes care of you

Engie:

-Rocket boosters for the planes. He’s gonna bring it up on multiple occasions

-Makes you little plane trinkets out of wood and stuff!! Pyro paints them :]

-Is so interested in infodumping about mechanical stuff with you- he’s glad he has somebody that just. GETS HIM yknow?

-If you need someplace to go chill away from the chaos that the mercs usually bring, the workshop’s your go-to. Late night convos are the best with this man

Demo:

-Roughhouses!!

-Treats you like one of the guys

-Respectfully ofc but. You’re getting noogies

-Will be offering you beer n stuff, he treats you like a really good friend

-Lives for your vibes

-He thinks you’re so badass!! Hell yeah!!!

Medic:

-Kay so. You probably had to go through lots of training right?? So!;

-Rivalry for first aid.

-Hear me out

-Everyone all of a sudden wants you to help make them feel better when they get small injuries because of the one time you mentionned you had to do a buttload of first-aid courses

-So. Lots of who can make it to the scene and get (injured person) back on their feet the quickest

-Does ask you if you’ve ever expirinenced or witnessed anything wild- such as big crashes, and how people dealt with the situations

-Loves your stories despite pretending to hate you- it’s just a friendly rivalry!

Sniper:

-He’s not one to really apprach you, but he does definetly admire you from a distance.

-He thinks you’re too cool for him :( 

-But eventually one day, you’ll ctach him stargazing- and you’d have the amazing idea of bringing him for a ride just the two of you so that you can see the stars

-.God maybe he just fell in love I MEAN WHAT????? ANYWAys

-He LOVES stargazing with you!!

-You get to tell eachother stories and it’s overall really calming- a nice from the hectic mercenary life

-He also happens to know a fair bit about constellations, so he’ll infodump unconsiously if you let him :) 

Spy:

-Spyyyy… dislikes your ideals, and has traditional values

-Not a fan of the way you hold yourself, but will eventually warm up a bit

-Im sorry,, I just don’t like Spy aheh anyways

-You probably end up showing off your skills- not of purpose though, just- you seen a natural at what you do, and that’s when he sees that maybe there’s a reason you’re such a big deal

(Bonus!) All:

-They all fight over who gets to sit in the passenger seat. Some are more civil about it, for example Engineer or Heavy- but they still want to sit in the front for their own reasons. You may have walked into the room only to find all the mercs fighting iver who’s calling shotgun for the next ride.

“I AM GOING TO PRESS ALL THE BUTTONS!”

“NO WAY CHUCKLEFUCK, I’M SITTIN’ NEXT TA THE HOT CHICK!”

“No. Heavy will sit next to pilot for protection. Is only fair.”

“Ya’ll- I have some things I’d like to see up close in the cockpit, I think I should be next.”

“Mmhhph!!!”

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Sep.20.23

#x reader #fanfic #tf2 #team fortress 2 #team fortress two #tf2 scout #tf2 pyro #tf2 soldier #tf2 sniper #tf2 mesic #tf2 heavy #tf2 demo #tf2 spy #team fortress 2 x reader #tf2 headcannons

[luci4theminorannoyance]

hi, if it's okay could I request some nikto headcanons (platonic or in a relationship, everything is fine) like...just reader being around because they're on the same team ect.?

i'm sorry if I mispelled, english isn't my first language even tho i should have learnt it already🧍🏻

(btw it's fine if you can't/don't want to write it, it's just that I see almost nothing about nikto)

a/n: I don’t mind! Also, I like writing nikto, so it’s not a problem :), this is short but I hope it fits your request

Nikto:

-he’s more cold at first, not really trusting you and more so just staying away without being rude

-gets put on multiple missions with you and ends up enjoying your company more then he does other peoples, but still keeps major distance

-if you try to befriend him when he doesn’t know you well, he’ll just kind of avoid you

-doesn’t TRY to make friends, but gets used to your presence and occasional attention while around base and on duty

-becomes much more talkative if you ask him about how to say things in Russian or know Russian yourself

-invites you to go drinking ever so often but never actually drinks since he doesn’t want to take off his mask

-once he gets more comfortable and social with you he chooses to be on missions with you whenever he can

-doesn’t follow you like a lost puppy but definitely follows you around when you two are going to similar places and such

#cod mw2 #cod fic #luci44_writing #cod hcs #cod headcanons #requests open #headcannons #nikto hc #mwii nikto #cod nikto #nikto x reader #nikto cod #nikto #cod mwiii

[luvghostie]

╰┈➤𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐇 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐂𝐑𝐘.ೃ࿐

{𝘎𝘕 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 + 𝘓𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘨𝘦}

Cartman: what the hell? Hey, stop that...

Cartman is usually an asshole to you but seeing you cry made him psychically hurt

He’d bring you to his house if he could, to play games, eat food, and distress if you needed

If you want something specific that he doesn't have he'll make his mom go get it

“No mam, they want cheesy bread!!”

Don't worry, if she doesn't get it right the first time he'll make her go back to the store again

He tries to ask what's wrong but rude remarks end up in the mix

Instead, he'd ask his mother to do it for him

Cartman doesn't want to seem like he cares since it makes him feel weak. However, please know he's trying his best to make you feel better. Even he has problems and he understands where you come from.

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-

Kyle: what’s wrong? Did someone say something to you?

Kyle will sit and talk with you until you feel better. He doesn’t want to bring you back to his house or anything because his mom. Regardless, he still cares about how you feel.

He’ll make sure to share his food if it comforted you and he’d even buy you something with his money to see you smile

He kinda wants to blame Cartman for causing you to cry since it seems reasonable

“Did that fat ass do this to you?”

If it was Cartman he'd more than likely storm off to beat his ass

Kyle will try his hardest to protect you from hateful remarks from thereon. Putting himself between you and the drama for distance.

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-

Kenny: *muffled* hey... It's okay, I'm here for you now Y/N

Kenny would listen to you talk about what was happening. He'll take it all in, trying to figure out what to say

Like Kyle, if it was someone specific who made you cry he'd beat their ass

Kenny would risk seeing you happy and better at any cost even if it meant him dying in the process (not like he won't come back anyway)

Will offer to skip class with you or walk to your house

*muffled* “let's go to your house, we can cuddle while you let it all out there.”

If you wanted him to he'll stay the night and go everywhere alongside you

Don't even think for a second that this is just a one-time thing. If he sees you even the slightest bit upset, get ready for a slumber party

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-

Stan: I-um.. You okay?

Stanley will have a tough time trying to understand why you're crying or generally being comfroting

His natural reaction is to say “yeah, life sucks” but he genuinely cares about you so he'll stop himself

Stan will slowly reach to rub your back, scared that you'll get angry at him. Once he places his hand he begins to loosen up and feels so much sympathy for you.

“Y/N, just remember, to me you'll always be someone important and you are good enough”

Stan lets you talk for a while, pitching in when he needs to so you know he's listening

Once you get done crying and feel better he'll walk with you to wherever you're going making sure nothing brings you down before you get to your destination

#south park x reader #south park #kenny mccormick #eric cartman #stan marsh #kyle broflovski #headcanon #fanifc #angst with a happy ending #comfort

[hongcherry]

pretty please (forgive me) || c.sc

Seungcheol's POV of the argument in Chapter 4, after taking you to his home while Joshua cares for Dae.

🍒 Pairing: businessMajor!Seungcheol x fashionMajor!Reader (afab)

🍒 Rating/Genres/AUs: PG-15; Angst; Pretty Please couple, college au

🍒 Warnings: None but plz lmk!!!

🍒 Word Count: 1.8k

🍒 Author's Note: This is NOT a standalone story; it probably won't make sense if you haven't read Pretty Please, or at least chapter four lol.

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“When I leave in the morning, I don’t want you contacting me anymore.”

Seungcheol’s head snaps up at your demand, but you’re already turning around and walking away. His mouth falls open, your name getting caught in his throat.

He wants to argue that he does stick up for you. He does wish his friends would stop being rude to you. But he knows it won’t do any good. His actions don’t add up to his words—at least in your eyes.

He’s told them several times behind closed doors to stop. Maybe he hasn’t been stern enough.

Seungcheol groans and slumps against the couch, an arm covering his eyes to block out the bright lights.

A lot is running through his head, and he feels like he’ll never catch up. One problem tends to cause another—leaving more unresolved issues. He’s just running endless laps at this point. 

The moral side of him says he should be upset with you slapping Hajun. He’s never been one for violence unless deemed necessary. He’s only gotten into two fights in his life, but he’s never been the one to start them. But you? You started it.

And that’s not okay.

At least, that’s what the rational part of his mind is telling him.

But something about you makes it hard to be upset. Perhaps it’s because Hajun hasn’t been kind to you. He’s aware of the rude things she has said. Hell, he’s sure she says worse when he’s not there. It’s reasonable that she pushed you to violence… Right? So, you’re not completely at fault.

But you still had other options.

But Hajun was overstepping.

But…

Fuck.

Seungcheol rushes to his feet. He’s buzzing with confusion and itching to move. He starts pacing the living room as he’s feeling overwhelmed with cognitive dissonance.

He doesn’t even realize his pacing has led him to the guest bedroom.

His heart hammers in his chest knowing you’re in there. You should be out here with him. You should be… with him.

Seungcheol shakes his head at his thoughts. He’s lost count of how many times he’s thought of you as more than a friend.

Sighing, he leans sideways against the wall near the door. He’s sure he’ll give you a spook if you come out, but he doubts you’ll do that. You’re stubborn and will probably stay in there until you leave the next morning without a word.

His heart twists at the thought.

There’s a big part of him that hates himself for upsetting you. He never wants to be the reason why you’re sad.

Though now he wonders how much unknown pain he’s caused you.

Do you really think he believes what Hajun and Hana say simply because he’s friends with them?

His initial thought is that’s ridiculous, but after forcing his feet in your shoes, he realizes maybe you have a point.

And it doesn’t make him feel good.

Seungcheol presses his back against the wall as he runs a hand through his hair, then over his face.

If you hadn’t recruited all his friends for your senior project, then maybe he could’ve avoided all this.

He could have spent his final college year just hearing rumors about you.

He could have done without the bickering, the drama, the heart fluttering…

He could have never gotten to know you. You with your addicting personality; you with your desire to be and do better; you with your beautiful smile.

Even though you did recruit his friends, he could’ve put distance between you two. But how could he when you were always capturing his attention? Do you know how much he struggles to keep you out of his mind? Do you know how much he likes being around you?

Sure, you’ve got a mouth on you, and you’re not always the most considerate or friendly, but he can tell your heart is good. Even when it doesn’t always seem like it. You’re not the heartless bitch people claim you to be. It’s nice to see the Yn behind her walls—even if it’s just a glimpse.

Seungcheol inhales a deep breath and pushes himself off the wall. He makes his way to his bedroom.

It’s getting late, and at this rate, you’ll find him passed out outside the door like a kicked-out puppy.

He enters his bathroom to brush his teeth but stops when he sees your discarded dress drying in the shower. He nearly forgot what had happened with Dae before he found you earlier.

He makes a detour from the sink and grabs the dress. He plans to have it washed and dried for you in the morning. He spends a little longer than necessary prepping the settings and products because he wants to make sure he isn’t going to ruin it somehow.

Seungcheol heads back to his room once he’s done, brushes his teeth, and then climbs into bed.

He spends ten minutes on his phone, not really doing much but just passing the time. It’s not until he comes across the picture he took of both of you that he pauses.

Your face is scrunched slightly in confusion as you hold your ice cream. He, on the other hand, is smiling widely at the camera. Although he had hoped to capture the smile of yours that he likes so much, this has its own special charm to it.

A small grin forms on his lips unknowingly. He wonders if anyone has seen this side of you, or if he’s the only one who’s seen it. He wishes it was just for him, but Dae has known you longer and it’s only logical that she’s seen more sides of you. Despite this, Seungcheol hopes he’ll see a part of you that’s only reserved for him one day.

Seungcheol stares at the photo a little longer before setting it down on the table.

It doesn’t feel right that you’re upset in his home. More so, it doesn’t feel right that you’re upset because of him.

He wants to change that.

Before he can talk himself out of his plan, he leaves his bedroom and makes a beeline to yours.

He raps lightly on the door instantly, not allowing his brain to overthink.

“Cherry?” he calls out softly.

There’s no answer.

Maybe you’re still mad at him.

“I just want to apologize, can you let me in?” he explains.

Still no answer.

He wants to turn away, but knowing you don’t plan to stay in the morning means this may be his only chance to talk.

Ever so carefully, he opens the door.

The room is dark except for the small moonlight shining through the blinds.

You’re asleep on the bed, hair neatly around your face. He wonders if you do that purposefully or if you naturally look put together.

He should leave seeing you’re not awake, but his feet refuse to move. At least, not in the direction he should be.

He stands next to the bed for an awkward second.

You look cute, and he has the urge to swoop you in his arms and cuddle you like a stuffed animal.

He soon realizes how much of a creep he must look like and tells himself he either needs to leave or do something—anything other than staring down at you sleeping.

Fuck it.

He lifts the covers and slides in.

His hand lands on your waist as he uses your body to slide closer. Your body is warm, and it makes him want to snuggle against you, but he forces himself to stay a bit away.

Well, he tries.

He can’t help but pull you nearer until your head is tucked into his chest. You feel so comforting in his arms.

Seungcheol closes his eyes as he starts rubbing your back softly. Thoughts of him being the cause of your frowns make him want to soothe you without words.

He continues his gentle movements until he feels something wet on his chest. His eyes peel open and glances down.

A few tears run down your cheeks, and before he can think things through, his hand wipes the fresh tear away.

Seungcheol coos softly and rubs your back again. Your head moves to rest against his chest once more.

“I’m so sorry, baby,” he whispers, heart heavy with guilt.

You wiggle closer, causing a sad smile to adorn his mouth. However, it falls a second later.

"You want me to leave you,” Seungcheol begins. He’s not sure if you’re awake now, but he just needs to get these feelings off his chest.

Your hands come up to clutch his shirt, however, that doesn’t stop him from continuing.

"But haven’t you realized I can’t do that? You were confused when I told you I wouldn’t leave you even if I could," Seungcheol starts to explain, but the truth gets stuck in his throat. He’s not sure if it’s right to tell you this if you’re not conscious, but he’s here already. He might as well tell you how he feels. Maybe telling you when you’re asleep will prepare him for when he does it face-to-face.

"I can't leave you, because I... I like you. More than just an acquaintance, or a friend,” he finishes.

Your hands tighten in his shirt harder, pulling him slightly closer. He can still feel the wetness grow against his chest.

He just wants to take away whatever pain you’re feeling.

"Shh, don't cry,” he murmurs, kissing the top of your head gently.

Seungcheol stares off into the dark room as he soothes you. It’s quiet, but he doesn’t mind. He just wants to hold you however long he can.

Seungcheol glances down when he feels your hands slowly release his shirt.

You eye his chest in confusion, then peer up to his face. He can tell you’re disoriented. Perhaps you thought this was all a dream. How much did you hear?

“C-Cheol? You’re real?” you groggily ask.

He feels your body tense for a moment, and he fears you’ll leave right now. That you’ll continue the argument you both had earlier.

But you do neither.

“I’m real, Cherry,” he reassures. “I’m right here.”

You stare at him for some time. Seungcheol’s heart is beating quicker than he’d like. You may not have left then, but you’re waking up more as the seconds tick by. You could change your mind.

Seungcheol doesn’t even remember your hands are still against his chest until you glance at them. Suddenly, he’s glad it’s dark in the room because he can feel his cheeks heat in embarrassment. He’s sure you’re aware of his fast heart rate now.

He’s about to apologize again, but without warning, your mouth finds his.

You muffle his gasp with your kiss. It only takes two seconds for Seungcheol to stay dumbstruck before he matches your feverish energy. Fuck, he’s wanted his lips on yours for the longest time.

Seungcheol holds your waist a little tighter and kisses you a little rougher. Now that he’s finally tasted you, he never wants to stop.

A/N: I hope y'all liked seeing Seungcheol's POV for the first time! I have a few more ideas for the couple, but if you would like to see something, just lmk! I can't promise I'll write it, but I'll highly consider it! ♥️

Also, Seungcheol went live while I was writing this, so talk about perfect timing for inspo! lol

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#seungcheol fanfic #scoups fanfic #svt fanfic #scoups x reader #seungcheol x reader #svt angst #scoups angst #seungcheol angst #s coups fanfic #scoups x y/n #scoups x you #kvanity #kdiarynet #q

[gigi-the-writer]

DR FLUG GENERAL DATING HEADCANONS!

Alright let’s start this off with the fact that Flug isn’t into public affection AT ALL, especially at black hat’s manor, if you work there that is. In fact he kind of keeps his distance when you’re both working, not leaning towards anything but professional behavior with you. Outside of the manor, on missions, or the breaks he saved up on, that’s your chance to take him somewhere and hang out and be affectionate. He will still keep it on the down low though. Who knows who could be watching.

With a civilian s/o, he only visits you when he’s on missions or (on the rare occasion) when blackhat grants him a break or he saves up enough breaks he could’ve had at the time to spend a few days off with you.

He’s a know-it-all, and also has a big ego when it comes to his intelligence. He’ll always point out when you’re doing something even slightly wrong. He doesn’t mean to come off as rude or anything! At least to you. It’s just in his nature to correct people.

He’ll send you private gifts on holidays and what not, mostly inventions to make life a little bit easier. Sometimes he’ll send a card or letter, usually with any drawings 5.0.5 has made as well. This is to show you that he does in fact think about you.

He may shrug you off sometimes, whether you want to show him something or you’re trying to confide in him. He tries really hard to put work aside sometimes for you but he just..can’t seem to do it most of the time, especially if there’s a deadline (which there usually is). He’s a busy man, and sometimes he doesn’t even notice the damage he may cause to you emotionally unless you confront him about it.

Thanks for reading!

#dr flug villainous #dr flug #dr flug x reader #villainous #villanos

[thisisallthehattersfault]

Wen Ning is a kindergarten teacher and hobby gardener who has two impossible crushes that he’s trying to get over but just can’t seem to let go of, even knowing both men are married.

Lan Zhan is the sexy (and scary) father of one of Wen Ning’s students, little a-Yuan. He comes to the school fifteen minutes early every day and stands outside his car, waiting for pick-up. Wen Ning gets it! A-Yuan explained that he lives close to the school. It would probably be pretty frustrating, driving home from work and then not ten minutes later having to get up and drive to the school again. And being cooped up at your desk and then being cooped up in your car sounds awful! Of course Lan Zhan wants to stretch his legs while he waits for his son! Just. It’s. It’s a little distracting, glancing out the window and seeing him standing there, looking like that.

(Lan Zhan is actually hoping to catch a glimpse of a-Yuan’s cute teacher. The man is so big and so gentle, he’s wonderful with his students. A-Yuan absolutely adores him. He’s soft-spoken and a bit timid and it contrasts gorgeously with his broad shoulders and the layer of appealing softness that does nothing to hide the strength in his arms and back. Lan Zhan wants to bite him. His husband Wei Ying teases him endlessly for his crush.)

Wei Ying helps to run the city’s Public Garden and owns the plant nursery downtown, both of which Wen Ning visits frequently. He’s extremely knowledgeable and intimidatingly smart -- not just about gardening and horticulture but about seemingly every topic under the sun -- and he’s funny and so, so nice and Wen Ning wouldn’t ever presume to bother someone like that with his awkward self but every time they bump into each other at the public garden Wei Ying comes jogging over with his ponytail bouncing and dirt on his face, grinning his cheshire-cat grin, and Wen Ning can’t talk to him because he’s too pretty but Wei Ying never seems to mind.

(Wei Ying didn’t notice the similarities between his incessant pestering of Lan Zhan in highschool and his incessant pestering of the hot gardener until Jiang Cheng rudely put him on blast for it in the family group chat. Wei Ying might have been babbling for weeks by then about the sweet man with big dark eyes and the bigger biceps who oh-so-earnestly listened to Wei Ying’s rant about plants that attract native pollinators without interrupting and then immediately added a bunch to his plot at the local community garden and blushed very pink when Wei Ying pointed it out but -- look, Wei Ying is only human, and he can only handle so much pure concentrated adorable straight to the face before he needs to scream about it. Lan Zhan is amused, but mostly he’s using Wei Ying’s crush to fuel his possessiveness. As a result, they fuck like newlyweds.) 

Eventually Wen Ning figures out they’re married to each other and while he already knew his crush was hopeless now he starts to feel actually really bad about it. He vows to keep his distance until he can stop treating them both so shamelessly!

At the same time Wangxian figure out that they’re both crushing on the same guy and pretty much immediately decide that maybe they would be open to polyamory after all, but they have to proceed carefully. This is a-Yuan’s teacher, after all, and Wen Ning is so sweet -- they don’t want to make him feel uncomfortable!

Many a misunderstanding follow, with Wen Ning first thinking he’s being propositioned for an affair, and then just as quickly deciding that he’s being shameless and seeing what he wants to see., because obviously neither of them would ever want him. For one, they’re both way out of his league, and for two, they’re very much in love with each other. He’s the one deluding himself into -- what? Fantasizing about being a homewrecker? Honestly, Wen Ning ends up feeling… very not good about himself. He doesn’t like to think that he’s that kind of person.

It’s a-Yuan who finally ends up coming outright and asking Wen Ning if he’ll be a-Yuans third dad because his first two dads clearly want him to and a-Yuan also loves him a lot.

#wangningxian #the untamed #mdzs #wen ning #wei wuxian #lan wangji #wangxian #a-yuan #lan sizhui #not fic #if somebody wants to steal this prompt and write a proper fic about it feel free #writing my bottomji fic has me in my wangningxian feels

[lunarfleur]

Kent Fisher (hehe) dating headcanons!

Warnings: a lil bit of angst but that’s all

@juneberrie

Fluff

Where do I even begin?

Kent is a romantic

You always have flowers in your room because he buys them for you when your old ones die

He plays guitar and sings (obviously)

So he will serenade you and sing you to sleep

He only stops in between lyrics to give you a lil kiss

A lot of the time he singe older songs

Think Blackbird by The Beatles or Isn’t She Lovely by Stevie Wonder

The first few times he stayed over in your dorm you woke up and he was sleeping on the floor

It wasn’t comfortable for him at all but he didn’t want to be rude

He was just happy to be there

He is a sucker for cuddles

He just likes being held

For the love of god give him head scratches

He will end up fast asleep and practically purring

Speaking of sleeping he sleeps in shirts that are like 4 sizes too big because it’s comfortable for him

And his favorite sleeping position is spread out like a star fish

Anyways he’s kind of dumb

Not like book smart wise but like in common sense

He’s slow

So he probably needs someone who actually has common sense

Kent’s kisses change depending on the situation

In public it’s mainly quick pecks to the lips and cheeks

They’re more lingering in private

Slower, deeper, softer

He’s very gentle and very very sweet

Will offer to hold your stuff and walks you to every class

He insists on eating lunch with you

Basically he clings to you like a puppy

Hugs are normally from behind

When he’s nervous he kisses your knuckles

He smells like wood and rain water for some reason

But it’s not a bad thing, it’s actually really comforting

And now for my favorite headcanon

It’s basically an every night thing for him to slow dance with you

Just swaying in the middle of the dorm

Sometimes there’s music, other times he can’t be bothered to put anything on

It’s so easy to just get lost in him that hours could pass and you wouldn’t even notice

Angst

This poor boy has so many self esteem issues

He overthinks everything, which is the main reason he doesn’t like being away from you

It’s not that he doesn’t trust, he just doesn’t trust anyone else

He gets worried over everything

Like he gets worried if you got a little less sleep than normal one night

More than anything he overthinks about himself

Even though his sister is super popular (ily Divina) he feels like he’s just not good enough

He’s told you before that he would understand if you wanted to leave him for someone else

But with how happy he makes you, how could you?

Fights happen sometimes

And the Fisher twins are kind of known for their harsh words when someone gives them a reason to say them

So when you two argue he sometimes ends up saying the first thing that comes to mind

But then he feels bad and gets scared you won’t want him anymore :(

But he’d stay up all night making sure you didn’t go to bed mad at him

He cries a lot when things like that happen

Not because he’s trying to play the victim but because he genuinely does regret it

After the fight is over and everything is solved he still won’t get it out of his head

You two will be holding each other and he’ll randomly ask, “are we okay?”

It’s heartbreaking

And another I want to mention

He would never be able to do long distance

Just the thought of not seeing you in person for a while scares him

Just to put it plainly

He just doesn’t like himself

#kent fisher #wednesday #wednesday kent #kent x reader

[specialagentlokitty]

Saul Silva x Teen!reader - what I wouldn’t do to make you better

Hi, I like your stories. Could you write a whump with reader as his child please? - Anon💜

Laying on the bench, you sighed heavily as you stared up at the cloudy sky, listening to the sounds of students training in the background.

You sighed heavily and sat up, looking around at them all, and at your father in the distance helping a few of them.

“Shouldn’t you be in bed?”

You looked up and smiled weakly at Farah.

“I suppose I got fed up of just laying there.”

Farah nodded, and looked at your dad and looked back at you.

“You know, if you tell him you’re here he’ll sit with you for a while.” She said.

“I know Farah… it’s just…”

You sighed heavily.

“It’s his job, you know? These kids need the help and guidance.”

“And he’s still you’re dad. You’re the most important thing to him.”

You slowly pushed yourself up from the bench, stuffing your hands into your pockets of your hoodie as you shivered a little.

“I’ve got to go back inside, it’s getting cold. Please don’t tell him I was here Farah.”

She sighed but nodded her head and you made your way back to your dorm and pulled a fluffy blanket around your shoulders.

Sitting on the sofa, you turned on the Tv on and browsed through some shows on Netflix and decided on one and put it on.

Except you got bored of it pretty quickly, so with the blanket around your shoulders you walked through the hallways and to a different dorm, and kicked the door.

“Stop kicking the door just come in!”

You pushed it open and stepped in, looking at Riven laying on his bed.

“Disgusting put on a shirt.”

“It’s my dorm.”

“And I don’t want to see your gross chest, is sky here?”

“No, try Bloom’s dorm.”

You huffed, and nodded your head, coughing a few times and riven sat up with a frown.

“You okay?”

You nodded and he rolled his eyes, going through his stuff he tossed your over a thick hoodie.

“I want it back, and don’t get blood on it.”

You grinned a little and swapped it for your hoodie, tossing it over to him and he left it on his bed.

“Now get out of here I wanna get high and your sick ass lungs can’t hack the smoke.”

“Ouch, rude, okay.”

You smiled and left the dorm and made your way to the fairy dorms, and kicked that door until someone finally opened it.

“Why do you insist on kicking all the doors?” Stella asked.

“Because I’m holding a blanket clearly, is Sky here?”

“Uh… I think so, come in.”

She let you in and gestured to Bloom’s door and you began to kick that making the rest of the girls laugh a little.

“Kick one more door (Y/N)!” Sky yelled.

He walked over and opened the door, smiling down at you and he rose a brow as he looked at the hoodie you were wearing.

“Riven? Doesn’t his clothes stink of smoke?”

“Nah, he keeps this one for me since you’re a bitch and won’t share your hoodies with me.”

“Okay, no need for that. What’re you looking for anyway?”

“Will you come sit with me for a while?”

Sky immediately looked at you gently and he softly nodded his head, grabbing his jacket from a chair.

“Yeah, of course. Come on.”

Sky knew where you wanted to sit, there was a way into the roof that only you knew about, and you liked to sit up there when things were hard.

So he walked up there with you, and you both sat down, you holding the blanket tightly around you, and him with his arms around his legs.

“Didn’t you want to sit with Silva?”

“He’s busy with training.”

Sky sighed softly.

“You know you can still ask him right? He worries about you.”

“It’s why I can’t ask him sky, because he worries about me.”

Sky sighed, and he looked at you.

He had grown up with you, running around and playing in the garden, when you first got sick. When you thought you were better. When you got sick again worse than last time.

He watch Saul worry about you even more, and he worried about you.

Sky sat there with you for a little while until his phone rang.

“It’s bloom, I’ve got to go. Is that okay?”

You nodded and he gave you a look.

“I’ll be fine. I’ll be down in a few minutes.”

Sky nodded and jogged away, and you carried on sitting there looking over the school grounds.

You were so excited to attend Alfea, you wanted to be a specialist just like your dad, and when you got sick that dream came crashing down.

Sometimes you doubted yourself, wondered if you’re dad was tired of looking after you.

And you knew he wasn’t, he was your dad, he loved you with his whole heart, but you couldn’t help it.

You knew it was exhausting looking after someone who was sick, hell, it was exhausting for you to be sick all the time.

And you hated everything about it.

You didn’t want to be sick.

Signing, you rested your chin on your knees, letting out a few chest wracking coughs.

You finally stopped, and you took a few raspy breaths, and looked up when you heard the distant rumble of thunder and you smiled.

“I knew I’d find you up here.”

You turned around, and you watched as Saul walked over, sitting next to you, draping another blanket over your shoulders.

“I saw you at the training grounds, I was going to come over but you left.”

“I just wanted some air.”

“Is that why you really came by?” He asked.

You didn’t say anything and he sighed softly, wrapping his arm around your shoulder and pulled you into his side.

“You know if you want me you have to just come tell me right?” He asked softly.

“I know dad… it’s just… I don’t want to bother you…”

“You’re never going to bother kiddo, never ever.”

There was another distant rumble of thunder and Saul smiled to himself.

“Do you want to stay here until it starts to rain?”

“I’d like that.”

Saul nodded and took the blanked from your shoulders, sitting behind you he placed it in his lap, then eased you to lay down.

You rested your head in your dads lap, and he ran his fingers through your hair as you looked up at him.

“Dad?”

“Hm?”

He looked down at you.

“You’ll be okay when I die… right…?”

Saul stopped, and he sighed before going back to running his fingers through your hair.

“You’ve still got tears before that happens so don’t worry.”

“Dad…”

He sighed heavily.

“You’ll always be part of me, okay? I’ll never forget about you, and I’ll still come up here, and I’ll still watch storms, and cook your favourite foods.”

“Even though you don’t like it?”

Saul smiled a little.

“You like it, so of course I’ll still make it you goose.”

You laughed a little at the nickname he said, he gave it to you when you were younger and you once saw a goose, and ran around acting like one for a week.

“You’re not going to die though, okay? Not anytime soon.”

You frowned a little bit.

“I’m sick dad… I can’t.. I can’t get better…”

“And that doesn’t mean you’ll die. I’ll do whatever I have to in order to keep you here with me, okay?”

Saul stopped running his fingers through your hair, and he leant down, pressing a careful kiss to your forehead.

“I will always carry your memory with me, no matter what happens. You’re always going to be that little hooligan child that ran through the house trying to beat everyone with a stick.”

You smiled brightly and laughed a little.

“I got you both good.”

“I still have the scar on my stomach from where you whacked me.”

You snickered a tiny bit, and you sat up, turning around to face him, coughing a few times and he frowned.

You shook your head, holding your your hand.

“Sorry, sorry I’m okay.”

“Are you sure?”

You nodded your head, and he nodded back.

“Don’t give up fighting (Y/N), please? Just keep fighting for as long as you can, okay?”

“I promise dad.”

He felt a rain drop and he stood up, gathering the blanket and he pulled you up, leading you back inside the school and down to your dorm.

He draped the blanket back in the back over the sofa, and you did the same with your other one.

“You.. you’re happy here, right?” Saul asked.

You turned around to look at him.

“Of course I am. I always wanted to come here, even if I can’t train I like studying. And you’re here, so it’s been better. I like knowing I’m near my dad.”

Saul held out his arms, and you walked over, gently hugging him, and he hugged you back.

“I’m sorry for your pain… I wish I could take it away from you… I really do… because if you die, and I’m still here… I’d have nothing…”

“You’d have sky…”

“But I wouldn’t have my little (Y/N), I wouldn’t have my kid.”

You clutched the back of his jumper tightly, stepping on to his feet, and he smiled, walking around with you.

He did this when you were upset as a kid, it’s something he always did when you were upset.

“I’ll keep fighting for you dad.. I love you..”

“I love you too kiddo…” he whispered.

He kissed the top of your head, and wondered around your dorm like that while the rain came pouring down, and the thunder roared above.

It was memories like this Saul burned into his memory, because he needed to remember every single moment he spent with you.

He needed to remember you when you finally left him behind in this world, so that your memory would live, so that you were never truly gone.

You moved your head, resting the side of your head on his chest, and you looked our the window st the pouring rain.

“Can we go stand by the doors?”

“Of course, come on.”

You stepped away from him, and he turned around, crouching down you climbed in your dads back, arms around his shoulders and he stood up, leaving your dorm.

You rested your head on his, and smiled as he reached you to hold your hands in his.

You both stood quietly by the door, just watching the storm, and the sound of the rain and thunder eventually lulled you to sleep.

When Saul realised you were asleep, he took you back to your dorm and sat on your bed, gently letting you down and he covered you up.

Sitting next to you, he placed his hand on your forehead.

“I’m so sorry I can’t make you better…” he whispered.

He looked at the medical equipment in the corner of your room.

“I’ll never stop looking for a way to fix this.. I promise..”

Saul sat there holding your hand, holding it against his chest as he tried to fight his tears back.

There had to be somewhere that could help you, you lived in a world of magic, there had to be something or something that could help you, even just for a little while

#fate the winx saga x you #fate the winx saga x reader #fate the winx saga imagine #fate the winx saga #saul silva x reader #saul silva #saul silva x you #saul silva imagine

[dragon-business]

Hospital visit

before / navigation

So, after taking on a whole wave of Omi men all on his own, Majima will be staying in the hospital for a bit. And Nishida will definitely be prompting Kiryu to visit the boss properly.

Because Kiryu already missed all the Majima Construction visits, and the other times he stopped by, Majima was always sleeping. And when he’ll be out of the hospital, Majima will be ready, he'll be morally prepared to close off, run off, put some safe distance between them. So it's Kiryu's turn to ambush him in a casual normal human setting. And it's a vulnerable one, too. Majima with dark circles under his eyes, and untamed hair. Tired and a bit loopy because of the head trauma…

Think about Kiryu standing in the door with a bag of tangerines, looking at Majima unsuccessfully trying to untangle the IV tube from the corner of the blanket with one hand. After a while he gave up, signed and layed down. Kiryu stays frozen for a while.

And Majima was not prepared for this visit at all. It's a lot to handle. But he's here already, can't do anything about it. Thanks, Nishida.

Oh the terrifying ordeal of being too high and too tired to keep up… whatever you're supposed to keep up.

Hair not styled, no hard hat. Majima is wearing a soft medical eye patch. The squad (or anyone, really) mustn't see him without it. The hospital staff already know him, and the underground doc keeps quiet about Majima's idiosyncrasies, but the surgeon in this more official hospital keeps mumbling that he's seen this bitches insides, so his eye is not that big of a deal.

– So, with Kiryu there, Majima is obviously making an effort to keep talking, filling the space, and it goes on for a while. But then Kiryu notices that he's rolling around one of the tangerines on the blanket absentmindedly.

“Would Majima perceive trying to help him in such a state as offensive,” is a fun thought to handle here. He doesn't seem angry at least. Kiryu can peel a tangerine for him and see. 

Yes, if Majima will ask “Wow, you gonna feed it to me too?” Kiryu will overheat. Because he was sitting there seriously considering it already. His processing power is at the limit (Kiryu was not sure what to do, so he peeled 5 tangerines). Majima's evening meds are starting to kick in, so he's nervous, but cares less.

Kiryu's not sure about Majima's coordination, so, with the signature frown, he takes Majima’s hand and puts a piece of tangerine on the open palm. It's not feeding, but still.

Majima stares at it. He's chill, so very chill. He's looking at this piece of fruit like he suddenly got a candy from a child. If Kiryu would've dared to look up, he would've seen Majima scrunching his eyebrows like he's in deep thought. But he avoids looking at his face, because seeing Majima without a proper eye patch seems unbelievably rude.

When Kiryu first came in (when he unfroze and announced his presence), he even offered to wait behind the door.

Majima's like: why? Kiryu: you aren't wearing your eye patch, Majima-san.

And Majima processed it for a bit, and then laughed it off as no big deal (it is not Big, but it's a Deal alright).

The piece of tangerine is still laying on Majima's palm, so, after brief deliberation, Kiryu adds another one to it. Maybe Majima-san was waiting for more.

Majima is also wearing a plain hospital shirt. Or even just his own plain shirt Nishida brought from the office. Because apparently he has them. Shirts. Some old everyday v-neck with rolled up sleeves. Pajama clothes, you know. Somehow it's worse than no shirt.

Kiryu gives him another piece of tangerine.

The conversation often falters into silence. Lights in the room are dimmed down to not cause headaches for Majima. And he looks very normal and tired- did Kiryu ever see him tired before? He should've. After a fight, maybe? But he (and Kiryu) never stayed around for long after them. And, well. This is the after, right here.

I bet Majima just fell asleep randomly in the middle of this visit, when meds fully kicked in. How are you handling this, Kiryu, hmmm? Did he even eat the tangerines?

Kiryu came in randomly, not on the visiting hours. He was let in for a bit only because he is a part of the yakuza world and people know it. Also the Kiryu Touch worked in his favour.

We just can't stop thinking about how much stuff happened in this period, and how close they got… But there's still a lot ahead. Get ready for another heavy conversation!

- next

#yakuza #kazumaji #kiryu kazuma #goro majima #this is canon now #kiwami 2 #hi again! #my health and work got a hold of me for several month #end of the year was crazy #I'm still a bit sick and busy #but trudging on #and i hope this year has been kind to you guys

[awkwardtortilla]

my fellow they/them user, i am legally obligated to ask for some coming out to the quarry characters headcannons during this fine pride month-

I will not be discussing the incoherent excitement noises I made

Coming Out

I’m fucking in love with this. I’m sorry some of them might not be super long but I’m gonna put so much goddam effort into them bc I love the babies so friggin much

warnings: what the reader is coming out as isn’t specified; relationship isn’t specified either; none other than that really

Jacob

You, uh, might have to explain it to him

He supports you ofc no matter what it is but he’s still gotta double check

Like

“Really? Shit, dude, that’s great! …….what does that mean again???”

And he cocks his head to the side a lil like the puppy he is

He will listen as hard as he can to your explanation but might zone out at some parts

When he finally understands he’ll be even more supportive if that’s even possible

He would fuck someone up if they disrespected you

I have no doubt he would be the first to call or text to say happy pride month

“Do you want this?” Holding up any piece of rainbow merchandise

His intentions are pure I swear

Emma

Very very supportive

But not super loudly

Probably knows what it is no matter what

I mean she is a social media personality

Speaking of

She would NOT use you to gain likes or followers

She’d absolutely respect your pronouns when talking about you during streams, only messing up a couple times right after you came out

Would disrespectfully tell someone to respect your pronouns and/or sexuality if they did not do that

She would also take you out to do shit during pride month

Abigail

Would do a lil happy squeal when you tell her

And hug you (if you’re ok with that)

Abi would be so goddam proud of you and so honored you felt comfortable enough to tell her this

Would never mess up your pronouns or sexuality

Would death-glare anyone who did

Would send you the sweetest of texts to wish you a happy pride month

Nick

We didn’t see too much of his personality but he seemed sweet and like a good boy

So I feel like he’d be pretty supportive

Might also need you to clear up exactly what you identify as

He’d do a long “ohhhhhhhhhh” when it finally clicks

And then he’d be all excited and happy for you and say how seriously proud he is

He’d struggle with pronouns and/or name change at first but curse himself and apologize every time

I could see him forgetting that it’s pride month until a couple days in and then being like “oh shit sorry [your name] happy pride”

Then he’d ask if you wanted to go out and do anything for it

Dylan

Face lights up when you tell him

Smile that rivals the sun

So happy and excited and goddam proud

“Oh my god, [your name], that’s amazing! Congrats!”

Goes to wrap you in a big hug but hesitates and you’re gonna have to close the distance

Quickly relaxes into the hug and prolly picks you up a lil

Might screw up pronouns a lil but swears and apologizes and corrects it

Sends you a very excited, over the top message wishing you a happy pride month

Or maybe he calls and makes it unnecessarily formal like “tis your (boy)friend, Dylan, to wisheth a you merry pride month”

Ryan

“Oh. That’s cool.”

Not trying to be mean or rude just kinda… doesn’t know how he should respond???

When you seem to be getting uncomfortable he rushes to assure you that he supports you fully and is happy for you

But somehow digs him into a hole

But you understand and stop him and hug him

He slowly eases into it but when he’s cool it’s one of his great goddam hugs

Idk he just looks like he gives good hugs

Or really awkward ones

But either way you have his support and he will be very respectful of pronouns and/or name change and/or sexuality like the good boy he is

Probably forgets it’s pride month until someone else texts him which will remind him to text you

Nothing fancy either just a “happy pride month :)”

Kaitlyn

Big smile

“Oh my god, [your nameeeeee]! That’s great! I’m so happy for you.”

Maybe a side hug but nothing too over the top

She is very proud and loves you so much but won’t make a show about it

Will ABSOLUTELY respect you and your changes

“Happy pride bitch 🌈”

Buys you little pins and things with your flag on them

Max

He would have a bright smile but his eyes wouldn’t quite match

A lot like Jacob’s reaction

“Holy- that’s freakin awesome, [your name]! That’s, ah……. What’s that mean again, I’m sorry”

You’d explain and when he gets it he immediately perks up and is completely excited

Gushes about how great that is and how proud he is and how amazing you are

So honored you told him this

Takes him a bit to get used to your changes and feels so bad about it and apologizes so much

“Shit- I’m sorry” becomes a new catchphrase

But he eventually gets it and is lowkey proud of himself

Definitely wishes you happy pride month with a couple of cute emojis

Takes you out to celebrate if you wanna

Laura

Probably knows what you’re talking about

If not she’ll politely ask for you to

Expresses her happiness and how proud she is of you but not loudly or super enthusiastically

Will have a big smile tho

Also gives a cute lil side hug

Doesn’t mess up your pronouns or name save for a couple times

Sends a short but sweet “happy pride 🌈” text

Chris

We didn’t see much of Chris either but I think he’d be cool

A very supportive man

May need you to clarify and explain bc I doubt he’s keeping up with all the genders and sexualities

His reaction won’t really change after he gets it

“Ahh, okay. Gotcha. That’s great, kid, good for you.”

Genuine pride in his voice

Definitely screws up pronouns and names changes but apologizes and corrects himself

No happy pride text :,)

But will do a pride post on whatever social media platforms he uses

Travis

Definitely needs an explanation

But will not ask for one

Instead he’ll Google it on his own it later

“Oh, uh…. Congrats.”

Very awkward about it

But accepts you and maybe thinks of you different thanks to his upbringing

I mean he’s 56 and was raised by rednecks so while I don’t think he’d be homophobic I think he would need a little while to get used to everything

I’m sorry but it’s the truth

Might send you a happy pride text

Maybe

#the quarry game #the quarry #the quarry nick #the quarry abigail #the quarry emma #the quarry x reader #the quarry kaitlyn #the quarry jacob #the quarry ryan #the quarry dylan #the quarry fanfic #the quarry headcanons

[ithaquasbbg]

Hey, for the matchup can I have an IDV matchup my oc Wendy?

For appearance Wendy has dark skin, braided hair in a ponytail and some burn marks across her right eye, hazel eyes and wears a black dress with some rips on it and a fighter fighters jacket, gloves, boots and a gas mask.

For her personality, she often distance and have trust issues but she can hold a normal conversation and but she’s very observant of things and is very polite, but she can be rather dangerous when she knows there a threat to her, she would get rid of it or someone if they get in her way but Wendy has her moments when she struggles with her constant isolation and generally miss having people to talk too, she can sometimes even be a bit shy and isn’t used to complements, she’s also very smart and keeps rack and tries to get information on the people around her in order to see if their a threat or not, she also hates needles or being restrained like a mad man because of her time at the asylum.

Her carrier is a pyro.

Omg I love reading about peoples ocs it’s just so fun fjgjsksn!

Matchup 06

I match you with my favorite 2 for one combo meal (iykyk)

God I love these two.

Xie Bi’an - White guard

⭒❃.✮:▹He’s a polite person, very polite and good at holding a conversation.

⭒❃.✮:▹ Outside of matches he doesn’t strike me as the threatening type, instead he seems much more like a calm person.

⭒❃.✮:▹ He gives a lot of compliments, though not necessarily in a flirty way. Every once in a while he’ll stare over at her and suddenly blurt out things like “you’re so beautiful” ect, ect.

⭒❃.✮:▹Though he doesn’t mean to get her flustered, per say, he’d likely be quite amused by the fact that she’s unused to compliments.

⭒❃.✮:▹ In terms of hating being restrained, I doubt she’d have to worry about it at all with him or Wujiu (ahem.. Bian’s death)

⭒❃.✮:▹ Loves having little chats all the time, though he’s not the most extroverted in the manor, he does enjoy having chats with the people he enjoys being around, like her!

⭒❃.✮:▹ He’s also intelligent and would be quite happy to speak with somebody else who’s quite smart, getting to learn more from Wendy, in a way.

⭒❃.✮:▹ Super patient and gentle, on days she struggles he’d be there embracing her and muttering on and on about whatever is on his mind. She’d never have to be lonely again

⭒❃.✮:▹ After Wujius death, he probably has issues with leaving people, attachment, ect. He will claim that he’s not clingy in order to save his face, but Bi’an is probably one of the more clingy people at the manor.

⭒❃.✮:▹ A worry wart, constantly checking to make sure she’s okay. He also keeps an eye on her though discreetly, of course.

Fan Wujiu (Black guard)

⭒❃.✮:▹ He’s much less chatty, more blunt. Upon first meet, he may come off a little rude or threatening.

⭒❃.✮:▹ He’s not though, at least outside of matches. Simply put, he doesn’t want to be a bother (nor does he want to be bothered)

⭒❃.✮:▹ Once he’s Romantically involved in somebody, he’d be much less blunt and a lot more conversational, willing to chat occasionally about whatever is on her mind.

⭒❃.✮:▹ I say this in the nicest way possible, but I don’t think he’d be the most intelligent academically (though he’s still intelligent in other ways, if that makes sense?). He probably gets puzzled trying to keep up with how smart she is.

⭒❃.✮:▹ Much more flirty than Bi’an, and when he realizes she’s not used to compliments, he’s going to milk her reactions.

⭒❃.✮:▹ says things like “You look gorgeous”, ect. While holding onto her chin, cupping her cheeks, you get the gist! He loves getting a reaction out of her.

⭒❃.✮:▹ Though should she return the favor he’d probably get all flustered himself. Wujiu seems to be all bark and no bite.

⭒❃.✮:▹ He seems like the type to have a thing for scars, as strange as that may sound. Wujiu sees them as beautiful, things that prove how strong others are.

⭒❃.✮:▹ His loyalty is unmatched (he literally died bc he didn’t want to break a promise), she’d never have to worry about being left when it comes to him. When Wujiu says he’ll love somebody forever, he means it.

⭒❃.✮:▹ Wujiu Doesn’t strike me as the comforting type, but on days she’s struggling he’ll do what he can, mostly non verbal communication though,

⭒❃.✮:▹ aka, if she checks under her pillow on one of these days she’ll find a handwritten note from him with all the comforting thoughts he can’t bring himself to say verbally, he’s not as harsh as he wants to seem!

#idv fandom #idv fanfic #idv headcanons #idv imagines #idv x reader #idv scenarios #idv matchup #idv wu chang #wu chang #Wu Chang idv #xie bian #fan wujiu #Wujiu idv #bian idv

[thepalmofyourfreezinghand]

I was just catching up on your blog and wanted to thank you for your level headed approach to this whole thing. It has been sooooo disappointing to see how people have turned on Joe in a second. All because he now is the ex to their favorite singer. And they wonder why this relationship maybe wasn’t working for him anymore! The level of scrutiny that he has gone through for 6.5 years with his personal life and his professional life is beyond. And I do believe he has handled it really well.

I don’t know why there seems to have been a change in direction in their relationship. The news of the house is kind of heartbreaking because this was not something that was coming. They weren’t growing apart or had personality conflicts. They may have had differences on how they wanted to approach fame and ambition and careers (especially for the next 2 years while the tour was happening), but this tour was not something unknown. For it to blow up 3 weeks in... Some things just aren’t adding up and I can’t put my finger on it, but I really hope there aren’t regrets when they both calm down and realize they made this decision when not even together in the same country and with a month of distance and both working hard.

I do feel for Joe that this will eventually calm down and the Swifties that are talking so much about him now will move on to the next victim, but then TS11 will come out in a few years. And he’ll have to relive it again. And I have a hunch that the music and the fans reaction to it will not be kind. So I hope he has the best support and that Taylor can remember how most of the 6.5 years were very happy and how much he did for her and not go scorched earth. Even if it’s her right to do that. All of sudden I’m not laughing with her anymore about her comment on whatever talk show she was on for Red TV where she said she didn’t care about their feelings. Praying they can be civil one day.

This is all very well said, anon, thank you. And I agree with you about Joe handling things well. When you look at celebrities, 95% of them say the wrong thing at some point. He’s never done it, even though he was the partner of the most successful singer in the US. They were never able to dig up anything negative about him, and even when he was asked about Taylor or he received rude questions during interviews he always remained calm and composed. And I so admire him for that.

About your last paragraph… it’s such a thorny situation and I don’t have a definitive answer. We should absolutely not police Taylor’s voice and tell her what she can or can’t sing about. But the repercussions of her music are enormous. It’s not Taylor’s fault, but it’s not fair that Maggie Gyllenhaal got asked about the scarf. It’s not fair that people danced in a club to an edit of Jake Gyllenhaal crying. It’s not fair that people right now are making fun of Joe. Nor is it fair that they made fun of Tom for years.

Is there a solution? No. And Taylor should be able to write whatever she wants, that’s the most important thing. For my part, I think that fans bullying the subjects of her songs are a disgrace to the fandom. And I’ll never stop worrying about what the muses think, maybe because I’m too sensitive.

Taylor said it herself: she wants us to make the songs she writes about ourselves. If we can’t do that, the very least we can do is not bother people we don’t know over fights that aren’t ours.

#taylor swift #joe alwyn

[heathfall]

Crown of Thorns (Chapter 4)

I wanted to get this out before my finals start tomorrow!

No equivalent post on AO3 right now-- I’m feeling quite embittered due to some of the backlash I’ve received there, so I might move Crown of Thorns to Tumblr only until it’s done and only then finish it on AO3.

Anyway, not much to fear in this chapter! Some uncomfy Bramble/Squirrel interactions, but that’s about it.

Text under the break!

"Are you planning to sleep 'til it's moon-high?" Squirrelflight asked him. In seasons past, she would have awoken him with a paw jab to the ribs. He would have winced, leapt to his feet, and eventually laughed once he had fully awoken.

Though he was still a young warrior, those seasons seemed very far away and very long ago now. Squirrelflight kept her distance, flicking him with her tail.

"Thornclaw wants you for the dawn patrol," she meowed. "It'll be him, you, me, Rainwhisker, and Cloudtail. They're already waiting for us outside."

"Could the good deputy not deign to wake me up himself?" Brambleclaw grumbled, still shaken from his dream and not fully awake. Squirrelflight merely stared at him, confusion and concern in her green eyes.

"He's outside naming the other patrols," she said. "If we're lucky, he'll only have put himself on two or three." She mrrowed with amusement, although it seemed a bit hollow. When Brambleclaw didn't laugh with her, she stopped. "Seriously though. What's gotten into you lately? You didn't congratulate Thornclaw on the deputyhood last night, you wake up like you didn't sleep at all, and now you're rude and snappish. What has you so bitter?"

"I'm not bitter," he snapped, raising up to glare at her. "It's not my problem that I'm apparently the only one dedicated to this Clan." He didn't train in his sleep every night, getting cuts, sores, and bruises, so that Squirrelflight of all cats would disrespect him.

She took a step back out of the warrior’s den. "Yeah, whatever, bossypaws," she said, the childish name sticking like a sharp bone in a mouse. "I'm going to go join the patrol. When you groom all those burrs out of your pelt, let me know." She left the den, which was now nearly empty.

Brambleclaw stood up and gave himself a quick lick. Perhaps he had been too harsh. Squirrelflight couldn't know all the things he had been going through, and she had only been following orders. He shook the thought out of his head, resolving to share tongues with the she-cat over a plump piece of fresh-kill later. He couldn't tell her the full truth; she would never remain friends, much less mates with him if she knew that he was meeting with his father every night, but at least he could tell her a half-truth and say he walked with StarClan each night.

He joined the patrol just as they were leaving camp, rushing to catch up. "Oh, Brambleclaw!" Thornclaw said in a far more jovial tone than he was used to. Brambleclaw couldn't help but bristle slightly, feeling as though Thornclaw was forcing the idea that he was now deputy into his face. "Good to see you finally joined us."

"I made it before you left camp," he said, doing his best to joke with him. "That counts as being on time, right?"

"I'll let it slide this time," Thornclaw said, his amusement fading to his more usual seriousness. "Next time, though, please try to be ready before we leave."

"I was just a little tired from the vigil last night," he said. "I won't let it happen again."

"I will," Cloudtail joked. The white, fluffy warrior plodded along behind Thornclaw. One of his eyes was cracked open, the other still closed. "I'm not made for the dawn patrol."

"But I am?" Rainwhisker said, gently ribbing his old mentor by trying to nudge him off the path. Cloudtail barely moved, plenty used to Rainwhisker's antics. "You were plenty spry when Thornclaw sent you to wake me up."

"Oh, he didn't send me," Cloudtail yawned back. "I took that upon myself, like any loyal warrior would."

Brambleclaw noticed at last that Squirrelflight walked silently beside Cloudtail and Rainwhisker, nearly off the path at times. That left him bringing up the rear of the patrol by himself.

She once would have fought her way to the back to walk with him or forced him to join her in the front of a patrol. Now, though, she didn't even look at him, focusing on the forest in front of them. Brambleclaw felt a brief pang of sorrow, missing her company.

Brambleclaw passed the patrol in a daze, doing his best to not think about meeting Hawkfrost in a few days' time. He hoped his nervousness wouldn't betray him, but as the patrol passed, he realized that no one was watching especially close.

Thornclaw trotted down the paths with a barely concealed pride. He had never actively vied for the deputyhood, but Brambleclaw could tell he was proud over it. Watching him silently gloat made him want to dig his claws into the ground.

Squirrelflight, on the other hand, seemed to be actively refusing to look him in the eye. She shared words with Thornclaw for a time, then fell back to walk alongside Rainwhisker. The two laughed and teased each other playfully, and Brambleclaw watched from behind as her whiskers twitched in amusement. It felt like it had been moons since he had seen them do that.

By the time they returned, the hunting patrol had returned with their prey. Without pausing to rest for a moment, Thornclaw set the apprentices to their duties. He discussed with Dustpelt about plans for the following day, well within earshot. Brambleclaw was relieved to hear that he would be free for his meeting with Hawkfrost.

"I think Thornclaw is talking about assigning himself to every patrol," Squirrelflight mewed in amusement. Brambleclaw startled at the sound of her voice, too lost in thought to have realized she was approaching. He turned to look at her. A glimmer of affection sparkled in her green eyes, though it was far dimmer than he was used to. "Do you want to share a piece of prey with me?"

"Sure. Pick one out. " As she walked away, Brambleclaw wondered what she would think if she knew he was planning to meet with Hawkfrost. Her gaze already belied a glimmer of fear—if she knew the truth, he would lose her forever. Tigerstar was exiled for his plots against the leaders of the Clans—would they do the same for him.

Tigerstar killed other cats, he reassured himself. He didn't think he had the nerve to kill anyone. It had been seasons since ThunderClan had a strong deputy, and he wasn't sure Thornclaw was the right cat for the job. All he wanted was for ThunderClan to see that and appoint him to the deputyhood—a position he thought, with an uneasy feeling in his stomach—that he deserved.

#Crown of Thorns AU #Crown of Thorns #warrior cats au #warrior cat au #warrior cats rewrite #wc au #wc rewrite #thunderclan #thornclaw #squirrelflight #brambleclaw #cloudtail #rainwhisker #(i love him so much)