#they’d definitely have like a friendly rivalry

[mamibaddie]

For Whom The Bell Tolls || Vampire!Steddie x reader

Summary: Steve and Eddie are looking for an addition to their relationship. And you’d make the perfect bride.

Authors note: This idea came to me late at night. I love spooky season. I mentioned Lestat and Louis for Eddie and Steve because I think there’s some parallels to them but not much. They aren’t meant to be exactly like those characters, just that they’re lovers and bring a third into the relationship.

Warnings: some dark themes. Some manipulation, smut (18+ only!!) slight dubcon (but reader is attracted to them and likes them, but they’re hesitate to it all.) vampire shenanigans, corruption kink.

It was late October. The leaves are beginning to turn a red-yellow color. Signaling the beginning of a new season, and the death of another. You were walking to the local library with a sweetened iced coffee. Even though there was a cool breeze, you still enjoyed iced coffee. You walked into the library, checked in with Donna, and moved to find you a table. You took your notebook out, along with your textbook and literature book.

You jumped up and the library was dim. You looked at the windows and realized it was night time. How long were you asleep?

You jumped up and the library was dim. You looked at the windows and realized it was night time. How long were you asleep?

You jumped up and the library was dim. You looked at the windows and realized it was night time. How long were you asleep?

“Hello sweetheart, you fell asleep while hard at work.”

You turned to see Eddie Munson talking over you. Eddie was your best friend. A friend you, embarrassingly enough, had a crush on. He was a little goofy and eclectic. Definitely different from the typical guys in Hawkins, but you liked different.

You rubbed your eyes. “How long was I out?”

He shrugged. “Long enough for the librarian to be off of work.”

He dangled the keys in front of you. Donna knew you’d be able to lock up and come back to give her the keys the next day. You were trust-worthy and reliable. But you hated how predictable you were.

You begin packing up your stuff lazily.

Eddie snorted and picked up your book. “Dracula, huh?” He flipped through the pages, big eyes scanning the words.

You yawned and stretched your arms out. “Yeah, I love a good horror novel.”

You both made your way out of the library. You turned around locking the door. You scanned the outside of the library but couldn’t find Eddie’s van anywhere. Were you two walking?

“Are we taking your van?” You hoped so, it would be nice to get all comfy before heading over to Eddie’s trailer.

“No, Steve picked me up. So we’re taking his car.”

Steve. You had wondered how close Eddie and Steve had gotten so fast. Not only were they complete opposites, they use to have a rivalry with one another. Now the two are inseparable. You knew Eddie was bisexual. Having accidentally discovered his choice of porn mags lead you to know for a fact he was all about giving and receiving love, didn’t matter from who.

But Steve was questionable. You knew he had dated girls but the way he is with Eddie made you start to think that he may be bisexual too. How they’d gaze into each other’s eyes and how he’d laugh at something Eddie would say if when you knew it wasn’t that funny. So, it wouldn’t really surprise you if the two were secretly dating. Either way, you hated how he looked at you lately. He practically leered at you all summer. If that wasn’t enough, his touches began to linger. Before he’d make sure to pass by you without touching you. Now he grabs your hips, making sure to give a firm squeeze before letting go. What was friendly at first could now be considered flirty. You always thought Steve was attractive but if he was dating Eddie, you didn’t want to go behind his back. That wasn’t right at all.

“Hey Stevie, finally tracked down our girl.” Eddie said, reaching out and grabbing the handle of the back door on the car. He held the door opened for you while bowing.

“Why thank you kind sir.” You curtsied before climbing into the back seat.

“H-hey,” Steve said, his voice was a bit rough and raspy while saying your name. He was looking at you through the rearview window.

“Hey Steve.” Eddie slipped into the front seat of the car and buckled up. Steve put one of his hands on the back of Eddie’s seat and turned to look over his shoulder while backing out. You felt him looking at you on occasion. For the most part you avoided him until the last minute when you looked at his face and saw that he was looking at your thighs. You squeezed them together and pulled some your skirt a little. He quickly looked at your face before turning back around.

After a bit, you decided to break the silence. “So, where are we going?”

“We’re going to my house.” Steve stated.

You furrowed your eyebrows and looked at both of them. “Why are we going to Steve’s?”

Eddie turned completely around in his seat.

“You really don’t remember, do you sweetheart?”

“Eddie, please buckle up. We could get in a car crash. And no, I don’t remember.”

“You agreed to going with us to Tina’s Halloween Bash, remember? She throws it every year?”

You closed both of your eyes and slid a hand down your face. You completely forgot about the Halloween party happening tonight. You were so busy with your studies that you forgot to even have a social life. Eddie and Steve were always the more social, outgoing ones. You preferred to stay inside and watch movies. Most of the time that’s what you three did. Opting to find different activities that you all could do indoors or away from people. You decided to agree to go with them after they practically begged you for a month.

It was kind of funny because Eddie tended to hate parties with people he knew from high school. Most of them being down right rude to him.

“I’m so sorry guys. I totally forgot.”

“It’s okay babe. We get it. You’ve forgotten about us.” He turns and taps Steve on the arm with the back of his hand.

“She’s forgotten about us Stevie.”he says, his voice changes as if he’s about to cry and he covers his face with his hands. Pretending to sob.

“I’d rather drive a stake through my heart than have you forget us doll face.” Steve replied.

“You both are so dramatic. I don’t even have a costume.”

Eddie turned to look at you. “You think so little of us. How many times do we have to remind you that we got you?”

“You got me a costume?”

Steve pulled into his driveway and put the car in park before pulling his keys out of the ignition.

“Yes, we’re always thinking of you.” The way he said your name sent a chill down your spine.

You all got of Steve’s car and made your way over to his house. When Steve opened the door, it was completely dark inside. The still and quietness was enough to drive anyone crazy after a while.

Steve moves to the side and turns on a light.

“Let there be light!” He turns to you both, asking if you’d like anything to drink. You politely asked for some water, to which he nods and moves towards the kitchen.

“Hey Steve,” Eddie yells, “is it cool if we go to your room? I wanna show her the costume.”

“Sure!” Steve responds.

Eddie takes a hold of your hand with an excited grin. You both jog up the stairs and the left. Once you both entered Steves room, Eddie makes a beeline towards his closet. While you move to lay on Steve’s bed with your feet still on the ground. You close your eyes for a second. You really didn’t feel like going to a party, but since you already agreed to it, you’ll go with them. Eddie and Steve are your best friends, you’d do anything for them.

You felt a presence hovering over you. When you opened your eyes, you seen Eddie looking down at you with a Cheshire grin.

You jumped and put your hand over your heart.

“Jesus Christ!”

Eddie shoves the costume towards you, still wearing the same grin. “Ta-da! Here’s your costume!”

You sit up and examine it. It’s a white dress with poofy sleeves. It has embellished beads around the sweetheart neckline. There’s a significant amount of tulle underneath it.

“Isn’t it nice?” Steve walked in with your glass of water in hand.

“Sorry I took too long. I got side tracked.” He handed the water to you. You took a sip of it and Steve took your glass to put it on his dresser.

You looked at it and back at them.

“It’s….a lot.” They looked at you confused. Steve’s eyebrows furrowed and Eddie tilted his head to the side.

“You don’t like it sweetheart?” Eddie asked.

You thickly swallowed and looked at both of them.

“I’m just…a little confused. What are you two going as?”

“Oh, that’s right. Uh, we’re going as Vampires.” Steve replied.

“So…you two get to be super cool vampires… and I’m…?”

“The bride of course!” Eddie smiled.

You looked at him with wide eyes, your eyebrows were practically in your hairline.

“I don’t know about this…”

Ever since you three became best friends and super close, you did hear about some of the rumors spreading at school and around town. Some people thought that you three were in a relationship with one another. They’d talk about how strange it was that two guys and one girl can be that close and not experiment sexually. You remember one time you addressed some weird guy who came up to you asking you three about it. You quickly dismissed the claim but Steve and Eddie just brushed it off. They acted like it was no big deal.

“Oh!” Eddie snapped his fingers, “I almost forgot!” He went to Steve’s nightstand and pulled out a white veil.

“The finishing touch.” He gently placed it to fit the crown of your head. They both grabbed the sides of the veil to fluff it out more.

“You’ve got to be kidding me? If people don’t already think we’re in a relationship together, they’re definitely going to think it now!”

“Who cares what people think? It’s just a costume. Try it on. Eddie was convinced this was your size. I wanted to get another dress just in case but he’s so sure of it.”

You grab the dress and carry it to Steve’s bathroom.

“You don’t want to change out here babe?” Eddie asked.

“Ha-ha. Very funny.”

You closed and locked the bathroom door. Not that you don’t trust them, you just didn’t want them to forget. You looked at yourself in the mirror. The veil was pretty. Most of it was tulle with lace around the border. You noticed some makeup on the counter.

“Hey Steve? What’s with the makeup?”

“Oh. Oh, yeah! We got you some makeup as well! Thought it go good with the costume.”

You looked through it. Now that you’re actually thinking, everything they picked complimented your skin tone perfectly. Even the face powder was practically an identical match.

“They really went all out.” You whispered to yourself.

While you were getting ready, Steve and Eddie were also putting on their costumes. At times they’d get a little distracted with one another. Eddie running his fingers through Steve’s chest hair. Steve leering at Eddie’s tattoos and toned torso. They resisted from taking anything further than that and few kisses. They wanted to wait for later.

“Okay, I’m coming out.” You slowly open the door and step out into the room. It’s the first time Steve and Eddie are seeing you like this and vice versa. Steve is dressed as Louis and Eddie is dressed as Lestat. Their costumes are so detailed and intricate, right down to the lace and fingernails. You noticed they both had large blood red rings on their ring finger.

While you were taking them in, they were doing the same. The dress fit you to a T. It flattered your figure so well. The veil cascading down your hair and over your shoulders. The makeup accented your natural beauty.

Eddie stood up first and walked over to you. Slowly drifting his eyes up and down you.

“You look exquisite, my lady.”

“Look good enough to die for.” Steve said, suddenly right beside you. He grabbed your hand and kissed every single knuckle while looking you in the eye. The attention they were giving you was nice but intense. You weren’t use to it at all. You started to shrink in on yourself.

“Did you get her shoes, Steve?”

“Shoes?”

“Yes, my dear. Want to complete the look.” Steve bent down to get your shoes underneath his bed. He walked back over before getting back on his knees. The shoes were also white with a block heel attached. He gently grabbed your right ankle and slipped the shoe right on your foot. Then did the same to the other one. After the left one, his two fingers rubbed the inside of your ankle. He went up a little further and looked up at you.

“The finishing touch.”

He kept eye contact with you on his way back to standing up. It made your heart flutter.

Eddie clapped his hands, looking at you two.

“Are we ready?”

You nodded and Steve grabbed his car keys.

———-

You guys had been driving for a several minutes.

“So….where is Tina’s house?”

You had never been, but you heard through word of mouth that it was close to where Steve lived. He was going the other way.

“Oh, we wanted to show you something before going to Tina’s. Trust me, I think you’ll like it.” Steve said.

You blinked a few times. In all your years, you completely trusted Eddie and Steve. You couldn’t really say that with confidence lately. Though they never pushed your boundaries without your consent, they were a lot more touchy, feely. That wasn’t too out of the norm for Eddie, but it was for Steve. Both of them together was intense.

Before you could ask where you’re all going, Eddie excitedly announced that you all were there. He was hitting his hands on the dashboard happily.

You looked out the window and seen a big mansion. The architecture was gothic and worn down. Foliage had started to grow on the exterior of the mansion. Parts of the foliage had started to wither and other parts were very much alive.

“What is this place?” You asked once you all were out of the car and walking towards the house. Steve opened the iron gate that kept people out and closed it back once you all were in.

“Let’s just say it’s a little gem Stevie and I found while we were exploring Hawkins.”

Eddie took a lock opener out of his pocket and picked the lock. Once the door was open he waved his hand out, “After you.”

You and Steve both walked in together which Eddie took complete advantage of because he was able to check both of you out at the same time. The problem was that he couldn’t do it at the same time.

“C’mon.” Steve stated. Holding his hand out, you hesitantly took it and felt a another rough, calloused hand grab your other one. You gasped and looked back at Eddie. He was smiling at you and winked.

After you went up the steps and turned a corner, there was another set of steps to go up.

“What is going on? I thought we’d be going to Tina’s party.”

Steve was lighting the candles in the large room. It was shaped like an attic but was decorated much like a bedroom. While the rest of the house had layers of dust caked into the floors and walls, this room was impeccably clean. There were layers of rugs thrown throughout the room. The bed that was off to the side was rather big. So big, that it had to be custom made. It looked like it could easily fit three people, if not more. The bedding matched the theme of the house. The sheets and pillowcases were red with a black duvet covering it. The goose down inside made the bed look soft. It was all rather inviting. As mentioned, candles were strewn all around the room. Some places had lanterns on the floor while others were hanging. There was even a fireplace in the attic that Steve started to prepare after finishing the candles. The silence was killing you. If it weren’t for Eddie’s cold hands caressing and sliding up and down your arms, you would’ve almost forgot he was there.

“You’re special,” Steve said while whispering your name. “I knew it the moment I laid eyes on you.”

“I did too.” Eddie added. He moved to where his face was in your hair before he moved to place his chin on your shoulder. “You were so sweet and kind to someone like me. Someone who had a bad reputation. Someone who was known as a freak. Tell me love, did you know about the rumors or were you ignorant to them?” He was now moving the tip of his nose across your hairline, not so subtly sniffing you.

“I-I knew somewhat of the rumors but I didn’t care. I wanted to get to know you for you.”

“I told you she was the one Eddie.” Steve said from across the way, sitting on the bed.

Eddie moaned and got incredibly closer to you. So close that even through the tulle and fabric of the dress, you felt his hard length press up against you. You swallowed hard. You were incredibly taken aback.

“T-the one for what?”

“The one for us. You’ll be that for us, won’t you sweetheart? You’ll be our good girl, right?” Eddie was now gently rocking his hips against your ass through the dress. He started to gently kiss your shoulder leading up to your neck. You closed your eyes and let out a loud moan. You had always wondered what Eddie would be like, what his lips would feel like. You just didn’t think it’d be with Steve. Upon thinking that, you opened your eyes to see Steve palming himself through his pants.

“You two look so hot together.” He said.

Eddie looked at him while still kissing your neck. He starts to slowly move you to come closer to Steve and before you know it, you’re right in front of him. You’re now caged in between the two with no way out.

“You haven’t answered my question, love. Will you be ours?”

You look at Eddie and he’s looking at you with those doe eyes of his. His eyes appear to be darker in this subtle light but you can tell that lust is swimming in them. You look at Steve and he’s looking at you expectedly, rubbing his hands up and down your thighs through your dress.

“A-are you guys serious?”

“As a heart attack.” Eddie said with a grin. That’s when you noticed his sharp teeth twinkling in the candlelight. You gasped out loud before letting out a scream. You move to get out of his grasp but Steve catches you and wraps his arms around you, sitting you on his lap.

“Ssssshh. Shshshsh. Please don’t be afraid.” Steve said. You’re on the verge of crying. A few tears stream down and as soon as they fall, Steve wiped them away.

“Who are you?! I want to know what’s going on?!”

“We already told you that.” Eddie stated sternly while saying your name. “We want you to join us.”

“L-like become a v-vampire?”

Steve chuckled beside you. “Yeah, something like that. Except you’ll be our queen.”

“W-why me? Why not any of the others? There’s plenty of guys and girls that’d love to be with you two.”

“Don’t act so coy.” Steve replied. “You’re everything we’re looking for. Plus, We know you think of us the same way we think of you. It’s okay to be attracted to us. We know how you were raised. In a strict household. So you try to suppress your emotions. Try to tame that fire of yours. But it’s okay.” Steve said. He started to move back into the bed with you still in his lap. Eddie moved towards the bed and crawled to lay beside you. Steve maneuvered you to lay in between him and Eddie. Eddie took his jacket off before grabbing the hem of his linen shirt and taking it off. Steve reached down to grab the zipper on the back of the dress and lowered it down. In an instant Eddie was on you. He looked at you expectedly. Despite your worry and hesitation, you nodded that it was okay. He lowered your dress and latched his mouth onto your breast while his hand played with the other. He moaned against you which caused you to moan. He scooted closer to you while grabbing your hand and lead it to his hard-on. He squeezed your hand around it and rocked against your hand.

“Do you see?” He stated breathlessly. “Do you feel what you do to me? It’s been so hard to resist such a walking temptation like yourself. I bet you taste sweet too.” He moved to lick your neck and started to suck on it. You briefly opened your half-lidded eyes to see Steve. He’s now fully naked and stroking himself to you two. You take this time to really look at him. He has his head thrown back, muscles in his arms and torso tensing up. His chest hair makes him that much more attractive. You let out another moan at the thought. Steve snaps his head right back up and makes eye contact with you. It’s so intense that you can look away. He hesitates for a second to pull away from his cock, but does. He grabs the hem of your dress and starts to pull it down. You lift your hips up to allow him to completely take it off. Your only left in your white lace underwear. Both Eddie and Steve moan at the thought. Steve moves over behind you when Eddie looks at Steve. That’s when they both lean into one another, lips and tongue moving with each other. Eddie runs his fingers through Steve’s chest and that’s when you start to touch Steve’s torso, slowly moving down further and further until you reach his hard cock. You begin to slowly stroke it and he lets out a groan in Eddies mouth. Both Eddie and Steve get impossibly closer to you. Eddie begins rocking his hips against the globes of your ass. You’re all a hot, moaning mess. Rocking against one another while feeling each other up. Eddie takes one of his long fingernails and cuts the side of your underwear off. You let out a little gasp before he slides it off of you.

“H-hey, what are you doing?” Steve asked. You looked at the both of them, Eddie finally releasing himself from his pants, pulling them down a little past his ass. “I’m going first remember?”

He states while tugging on the head of his cock and squeezing it, giving it much needed relief.

“Maybe we should our love who she wants first, hm?” Steve looks at you. “Who do you want in you first?”

You shook your head. “It doesn’t matter, just put it in me please. I need to feel one of you inside me.”

Eddie growled. “That’s good enough for me.” With that, he entered in you slowly. He is determined to feel every ripple and ridge inside of you. You see that he already has a fucked out face, eyes brows furrowed and his mouth in a perfect O shape. He leans his forehead against your shoulder. He mutters something to himself before going further. While you’re a moaning mess already, wishing he didn’t go so slow. Subtly trying to meet his hips but his hands are on yours stopping you from doing so. You turn to Steve who immediately starts kissing you. You pull away and look him in the eye while reaching down to tug on him.

“Can I put it in my mouth?” You ask. Steve could’ve cum right then and there. He nods and moves to where his hips meets your mouth. You all stay like this for a while. Entangled with one another while moans and groans feel up the room. The sounds of skin hitting skin becomes so erotic and adds to the slick that you’ve already gotten from Eddie fucking you and rubbing your clit. Steve cums first from your mouth. His head thrown back and his hand in your hair. You continue to suck him off through his orgasm. Eddie looked at you two and then down between you and him. He pulled out a little, his pubic hair all wet from yours and his juices. There was even a milky ring around his cool. His eyes rolled back and he groaned at the sight.

“F-fuck, I’m about to cum. You’re so good, sweetheart. So wet, you’re practically drowning me.” He says with shaky breath.

“Is it okay if I taste you, my love?”

You were so wrapped up in the erotic euphoria of it all that you nodded your head without even wondering what he meant.

Eddie proceeded to thank you while grabbing your wrist. He sunk his teeth into your wrist. In the beginning it hurt but as soon as he began to lick and suck from the blood flowing out of it, it added a weird sense of euphoria. You ended up cumming just from that. He groaned into your wrist and continued to fuck you through your orgasm. Steve came back down to meet you eye-to-eye.

“Don’t worry, my love. You’ll come to love your new life with us. If you haven’t already.” He took one of his long fingernails to his wrist and created about an inch long slit. Blood came rolling out and he held his wrist over your mouth. Before you knew it, a couple drops landed on your lips and you subconsciously licked them. Steve smiled and looked over at Eddie, who smiled into your wrist. He also added an inch long slit to his wrist and held up for it to drip into your mouth as well. Steve placed his hand behind your head and tilted you to the side. Allowing enough space for him to be able to make his two small punctures and take his turn sucking your blood. As he did so, you felt movement on the other side of you. Eddie had got off the bed and reached into the drawer on the nightstand for something small before he came back to bed.

“The things you want to do with us are the same things we want to do with you.” Eddie stated. “And if you’re worried about it being a sin or something, don’t worry.” Steve lifted off your neck and helped you turn your head to look at Eddie. You felt so drained but so alive at the same time. Eddie pulled out a small square box and opened it up. A gold ring with a red heart was placed right in the middle of it. He took it out the box and slipped it on your ring finger.

“You’re bonded to us now. In this life and the next.”

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[vendetta-if]

With the recent heat wave, I'm curious about how the various cast would be taking a temporary vacation with a beach day? What kind of swimwear do they prefer, favorite beach activities, ect.

In case of deceased characters like Viktor, Cara, and Baba Alina, do they have any fond memories of their first trips to the beach, or first time they're kids saw the ocean?

Although Ash and Rin both seem like they'd sunburn easily so they probably both try to avoid direct sunlight as much as possible.🤔

Aww this is so sweet and fun! 🥺❤️ Let’s start with the ROs first and then we’ll move to the rest of the cast!

Ash

Ash is an active person, so they’d definitely love to do physical activities, such as swimming, beach volleyball, riding jet ski (if available). They’d probably try to get MC to join too.

Also, as you mention, Ash can get sunburn pretty easily, so, it’s up to MC to help them lather the sunblock properly on areas they can’t reach, of course 😏

Rin

Rin would be spending most of their time under a shade, leaning relaxingly in a beach chair with a book on their lap and probably a margarita or a refreshing drink in one hand. They’re not really the biggest fan of beaches, but wouldn’t complain if invited. Just don’t expect them to join in on any physical activities.

Santana

Would be up for a little dip in the water and maybe to a round or two of friendly volleyball games, but probably would spend most of the time just relaxing and maybe catch some nap (God knows they need it 😂). Also, would love to do some BBQ for the whole group.

Skylar

Funnily enough, they’d be the other active person in the group (excluding MC if your MC is one), so they’d be the one who probably would do a lot of physical activities with Ash.

Soon, those activities will be vehicles for the two of them to continue their rivalry, even though none of them would explicitly state it out loud. Who would be able to swim the farthest or the fastest? Who would be able to score more in the volleyball game? Ash would probably do a lot of smash moves against Skylar during the game too 🤣

But once the sun starts to get low, they’d cease the physical activities and choose to chill instead and would start taking pictures of the sunset, the surrounding, and maybe some of the gang.

Luka

Not interested in doing a lot of beach activities and plus, he’d probably be prone to getting sunburn. So, he’d spent most of his time probably drinking over in the nearby beach bar/lounge. Would probably step out for a little while if Jackal, MC, Ash, Cara, or Viktor drags him away 😆

Jackal

Would love to go swimming for a while and would make sure to drag Luka with him. After all, he won’t pass up the rare chance of seeing Luka in his swimwear 🤭 After that though, he’d probably accompany Luka in the nearby bar or lounge.

Grandpa

Similar to Luka and Rin, not a big fan of going to the beach. He doesn’t like sand; it’s coarse, and rough, and irritating, and it gets everywhere. But would still go just to spend time with his family. He’d probably spend a lot of time out of the sun and in the nearby bar or lounge instead.

Takashi

Hell yeah, he’d enjoy a day at the beach with his family and friends! Be careful when playing volleyball with him though. If he gets excited enough, he might accidentally use a bit of his super strength in his shots (a lesson that Luka learnt the hard way once).

Also, totally would be the BBQ master 😂 And he’d probably be a pretty good one too since he’s decent in cooking.

Viktor

One of his most fond memories was going to the beach for the first time with little MC, Ash, Luka, and Cara during one summer break. He never let the kids out of his sight and he helped little MC and little Ash build sandcastles, and hold on to them while they swim in the shallow water.

He also packed a duffel-bag worth of towels, clothes, shampoo, soap, and all other stuff that might be needed and made sure that both MC and Ash put on sufficient sunblock.

He had a lot of fun and just like Skylar, he also took a lot of pictures, but instead of the view, he was more interested in documenting the memories, focusing on MC, Ash, Cara, and Luka.

Cara

Same as Viktor, this family holiday to the beach was one of her fondest memories. Seeing her child and little MC playing happily with no worries in the world made her happy as well.

She accompanied Ash and MC searching for pretty seashells along the beach. And once the two of them are getting tired, she whipped out the picnic basket she had prepared early in the morning.

It was a really beautiful memory that she often looked back on. Whereas Viktor had this obsession with immortalizing memories through photos, for her, just carving it into her heart is enough.

Grandma

Sadly, she never had the chance to go on a beach holiday with MC. But, she had one with Viktor, Luka, and Grandpa a long time ago, back when both of her sons were still little.

Honestly, she was also not a beach person, just like her husband and her youngest son, but Viktor had pleaded with her and Pavel to spend at least a day there during one summer break, and she agreed, convincing her husband to join too. What she wouldn’t do for her sons…

Of course, she made sure a picnic basket was prepared for the day and she and her husband spent most of their time under the shade, watching her two sons play around the beach.

#asks #full cast ros #char: info #ro: ash #ro: rin #ro: santana #ro: skylar #char: luka #char: jackal #char: grandpa #char: takashi #char: viktor #char: cara #char: grandma #if: vendetta #vendetta if #if vendetta #if game #if wip #dashingdon #choicescript #interactive fiction #hosted games

[waywardstation]

Today (November 23rd) is good brothers day in Japan. (With the focus being on the elder brother here)

I know this blog focuses more on PLA Ingo and his adventures in Hisui with his adopted niece/daughter but I really would love to hear some of your favorite headcanons of Ingo and Emmet.

I also think Emmet would be extra friendly today and maybe even getting him his favorite kind of candy. (while I believe they have their times of rivalry and pranks and other sibling stuff they always look out for each other and let the other know how much they care, especially after PLA.)

Oh!! Thanks for letting me know Anon, I didn’t know this!! And no worries, yes, while this is a PLA blog, I love Emmet just as much ^^

And I love your view of Ingo and Emmet’s sibling dynamic; I see it that way too!! I definitely see Emmet doing that for Ingo and yes, especially after PLA ;~;

And now, some headcanons below!! Several are popular ones within the fandom that I’ve latched onto, but some are ones I’ve grown to think for myself too ^^ (featuring Elesa too!)

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The twins’ hair has always been grey; it’s genetics.

Ingo’s first Pokémon was his Litwick, and Emmet’s was his tynamo - they found them both when they were young, and the Pokémon always followed them around.

Ingo is slightly taller than Emmet, but only by a couple inches. Post-Hisui, Ingo’s slouch gave Emmet the title of taller twin. Emmet holds it over Ingo’s head proudly until Ingo stands up straight again.

Emmet is very knowledgeable when it comes to Pokémon breeding, from his experience with breeding joltik. From time to time he likes to browse forums about the subject and help people with questions they might have, when it doesn’t seem like anyone else will give them an answer.

Ingo and Emmet love Roxie’s music, and they play it sometimes on the battle subway.

Emmet is partial to electric-type pokemon while Ingo is partial to fire-type pokemon. People speculate that it’s due to Unova’s legendary dragons, but really it’s tied to Emmet’s love of electric trains, and Ingo’s appreciation for steam-powered locomotives.

Ingo is the night owl, prone to getting up and going to bed later. Emmet is the early bird, prone to getting up and going to sleep earlier.

Though living in an apartment complex with neighbors who are very loud and not the most polite, sometimes neither sleep schedule is as smooth and restful as they’d like.

Emmet actually likes puns, just like Ingo - his vocabulary is as stuffed with train terms as his brother’s is. He just finds Elesa’s jokes to be low hanging fruit. She knows this full well, and intentionally keeps telling them. Ingo unironically enjoys them.

The twins met Elesa in grade school when she transferred out of homeschool/private school. Elesa met Emmet first, who then quickly introduced her to Ingo. The twins had transferred to the school themselves a year before and still didn’t have many friends, so they wanted to make Elesa feel welcome when they saw she was struggling with loneliness herself.

Elesa became very popular in highschool due to her good looks and attractive personality (and her family’s wealth became public knowledge); it did not influence her at all though. She did not fall for the fake friends that tried to attach themselves to her, and Ingo and Emmet remained as two of her only real friends through high school (Skyla and Burgh became the other two)

In terms of flavor, Ingo prefers sweet things while Emmet prefers bitter things.

Because of this, Emmet is a bit more lean than Ingo (Post-Hisui, it is more noticeable when Ingo comes back with a bit of a dad bod).

Emmet pokes fun at Ingo for his sweet tooth, saying he doesn’t ‘understand his inferior tastes’ (and Ingo fires right back), but both will immediately side with the other and gang up against Elesa when it comes to her preferred tastes - she LOVES intensely spicy dishes, which the twins cannot handle.

Ingo and Emmet occasionally help Elesa with her model work - their collaborations always brings extra publicity for both parties. Emmet unabashedly loves doing it, though Ingo’s always a little more flustered with all the attention.

Ingo and Emmet love watching horror movies, even if it still freaks them out.

The twins keep candy and gear station pins in their coat pockets to hand to children in the station.

In multi-battles, Ingo always uses his Pokémon to play defensive while Emmet always pushes offensive. (Just like how they’re meant to be utilized in Pokémon Masters EX)

#submas #happy good brothers day Ingo and Emmet #the headcanon list is MUCH longer than I thought #so I added a ‘keep reading’ haha #happy good brothers day to Ingo and Emmet

[adhd-merlin]

I would like to humbly suggest the Gwaine/Lancelot rarepair. I just think they’d make a good friendly rivalry situationship over who would be Merlin’s favourite knight/best friend or over who would be the knight second in command under Arthur (the answer is obviously Leon for that one but Leon just looks like an old man to them)

Also their chaotic energies would fit & enable each other rly well I think. Like Gwaine trying to get Lance drunk over in the tavern so that he lets loose & gets to see the chaotic side in him. Lancelot could be like a role model for Gwaine for what an honourable knight looks like (that isn’t nobleborn like Arthur) & he would definitely roast Gwaine into next dimension

(THEYD MAKE A CUTE PAIR OF DRINKING BUDDIES too)

That’s another thing they have in common too! They’re both commoners & have to get used to Camelot so it’d me nice to have each other, wouldn’t it?

And Lancelot would totally be the one to bodily hold Gwaine back when he lost his temper over smth someone said but would just go „let loose, Gwaine!“ if it was an insult abt Merlin. Like Lance would be holding the guy down & Gwaine would be punching him. Full on Merlin Protection Squad. And they’d be in that weird limbo together where they’re saying „yeah, I think Arthur’s a good guy but I was originally here for Merlin oops“

I just think these two would be fun. They are like the Benvolio & Mercutio duo just ribbing each other & vibin in the background while Romeo (cough cough Arthur) has his big dumb monologue.

And maybe Lance would also have like „easier access“ to Gwaine bc Gwaine is like one of the only knights who openly says like sassy/sometimes even anti-Arthur things abt Arthur. And like with Lance OF COURSE he has some pent up resentment against Arthur bc he got Gwen & Merlin is so willing to suffer for him too (I know Lancelot says he & Arthur are gucci & there’s no bad blood. BUT COME ON. Let Lancelot feel some human emotion expect for boyfriend perfection). And Gwaine would just be effortlessly joking abt Arthur & not let it sour his loyalty, and Lance could learn that it is perfectly fine & normal to not have noble & honourable knightly thoughts 24/7. that you aren’t judged by the worst thoughts you have abt somebody

Okay, word vomit over :)

YES. I haven't read any actual Gwaine/Lancelot fic but they'd make a great pairing.

They are Merlin's two favourite knights! They have such different temperaments but they have the same values! They care about the same things and the same people.

And yeah, Gwaine was a nobleman actually, but he's been acting for a commoner for so long that it hardly matters. (Actually he was a noble disguised as a commoner, while Lancelot was a commoner trying to pass himself off as a noble... THE PARALLELS BE PARALLELING.)

And Gwaine would just be effortlessly joking abt Arthur & not let it sour his loyalty, and Lance could learn that it is perfectly fine & normal to not have noble & honourable knightly thoughts 24/7.

I LOVE THIS. YES! He holds himself to such impossibly high standards, someone needs to tell him not to be so hard on himself 😭😭😭

And they both care about Merlin a lot so you could add him to the mix, if you wanted. Make yourself a nice OT3.

I think it's a crime that we didn't really get any scenes with Lancelot and Gwaine interacting in canon. A crime against me personally.

#gwaincelot #< which is a tag apparently? #rarepair propaganda #asks #the only thing i read with these two was actually a gwaine/merlin/lancelot pwp ficlet #and it was 100% smut not a whiff of plot #but if anyone cares it was “as fey would have it” by hope on ao3 #not really gwaincelot though

[beezonia]

Okay so here are some relationships from the twstd x eah x mh au I have and why I want to explore them!

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Malleus and Rochelle

These two would be best friends I like to think. Mal would totally ask her questions about what it’s like being a gargoyle and what the others are like.

Rochelle would tell him about Scaris and her adventures there!

They’d be really fun to write about!

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Trey and Ginger

I’ve said this before but these two would be best fucking friends for sure.

They bake together, share recipes from their homelands.

They just both vibe well with each other!

Also both of them are badass in their own ways!!

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Riddle and Lizzie

Okay these two would love each other, like both of them follow the queens rules to a t and they are both somewhat extremely awkward with socialising!

They’d become good friends for sure!

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Vil and Cleo

Frenemies for sure

They share makeup tips but have a friendly rivalry, but you can catch them gossiping almost every other day.

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Azul and Lagoona

This would be fun because we have extremely chill lagoona with like worry wart/composed Azul

I feel like with a bit of work they’d become good friends!

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Kalim and Briar

Best friends I don’t make the rules, they would throw banger parties together for sure.

But obviously they stress jamil the fuck out and probably give him grey hairs too early.

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Frankie and MC

This would just be the two protagonists becoming even stronger together!

Also grimm would be so interested in frankie’s detachable limbs I like to think!

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Lilia and Faybelle

Another one Lilia adopts, he sees good in faybelle and wants to bring it to light!

She admires Lilia definitely and really does try to make him proud.

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Leona and Clawdeen

Oh yeah this is definitely a Bi/Lesbian solidarity situation for sure

They bicker like siblings for sure but are always looking out for each other!

Leona respects Clawdeen and her skills and admires her ability to create some awesome designs!

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Sebek and Abby

This would be a hilarious pair, blunt Abby with screaming sebek would just cause absolute chaos in the Diasomnia dorms for sure

They have a good friendship though but it does take them a long time to hone it!

#disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland au #monster high au #monster high #ever after high #ever after high au #malleus draconia #rochelle goyle #trey clover #ginger breadhouse #cleo de nile #vil shoenheit #clawdeen wolf #leona kingscholar #azul ashengrotto #lagoona blue #riddle rosehearts #lizzie hearts #briar beauty #kalim al asim #frankie stein #twisted wonderland yuu #lilia vanrouge #faybelle thorn #abbey bominable #sebek zigvolt

[winterwhisperz-blog]

HI HELLO!!

I did more draws :)

I was SUPPOSED to draw my other touchstarved ocs and get their design down…but instead, I did not do that. (BOOOO ):<)

But you see, Vere is a vry pretty boy and he needs to be drawn. And my oc aarman is also a pretty boy and needs to be drawn. So I drew them both individually, then as chibi’s talking to each other about skin care routines :D

I want to ramble a bit about them but please, continue on to the drawings for I will be talking for awhile 😙 muah muah love u

OKAY NOW IMMA RAMBLE so please don’t mind me 😇

After Aarman gets over his little grudge of Vere saying he smelt like death and the road and that freaking doctor—the two usually talk about skin care, weapons, gossip, and how they’d murder each other(flirting??).

They take awhile to like each other, but once they become closer, Vere gets a bit 🤨 cause Aarman gets curious about Leander and he’s like “Bestie u can do better.”

Vere is probably the second choice for Aarman if Leander an him turn out not to vibe. Definitely an enemies-to-besties-to lovers if that’s the case. And will always keep a slight rivalry even after.

Once becoming friends, Aarman does Vere’s hair sometimes. They do have sleepovers and they are TOP TIER. Full on spa treatments, talk about tea, and one time when Vere fell asleep first (beauty sleep comes first.) Aarman secretly puts Vere’s hair in pretty pigtails before leaving thru the window. (While also giving him a lil smooch on the cheek too because Aarman is just like that.)

Aarman’s definitely asked vere to fight him a lot. To the point where Vere probably gets like— WELL IDK JUST SOMETHING FLIRTY. And Aarman, who promptly doesn’t understand said flirt, is just like “Idk man sounds like ur scared 🙄”

One day Vere finally agrees and thus starts their occasional friendly smack downs. Vere wins a bit more than Aarman does, but puts up a good fight each time and always spices it up to make it fun.

OKAY IM DONE

I COULD GO ON BUT I DONT WANNA MAKE IT TOO LONG AND BECOME ANNOYING

Anyway, If you read all that—thank you, I love you 😌

I hope you have a really good day, find something that interests you, and eat your favorite food!!

Also HAPPY PRIDE MONTH WOOOOOOO

#touchstarved #touchstarved oc #touchstarved vere #touchstarved game #touchstarved art #my ocs #digital art #virtual novel #rambles

[chaos-thirium]

Last one for @cerberusdreams​ and it’s Sixty! 

I had a lot of fun coming up with this one, so I hope you like it! I love Sixty so much. 

Sixty x female reader. Rated M. 

The flirtation between you and Sixty had been going on so long, your friends were already treating you like an old married couple. They didn’t understand why you hadn’t just gotten together already. And truthfully, the longer time passed, the more you didn’t understand it either. 

Part of it was because Sixty could be a little shit, and although you liked him, you didn’t want to give him what he wanted right away. He’d just be smug about it, and he needed to learn that he didn’t always get his own way. The problem with that, however, was that you were depriving yourself as well as him.

That was why you hadn’t made a move. The reason why Sixty hadn’t made a move was a mystery to you.

You hung out as friends a lot, either with your group or alone. It had gotten to the point where you’d seriously wondered whether you were just better off leaving things as they were, assuming that the unspoken sexual tension between you would eventually die out. So far, it hadn’t. It manifested as a lot of flirtatious remarks and competitiveness almost to the point of rivalry.

Sixty was usually the one to start the ‘friendly’ competitions between you, throwing out casual comments like “First one to the club wins” or “First one to laugh loses”. You usually snorted, called him a child, then turned yourself into a hypocrite by going along with it anyway. He’d laugh, which would make you think that it was all worth it.

Sixty hadn’t had an easy time before and straight after deviancy, so you knew that his laughter was precious. It also didn’t escape your notice that you were often the cause of it, which was humbling, and made you feel stirrings of something intense and scary. Something that made you wonder what the fuck the two of you were waiting for.

It seemed your friends had had enough. You were hosting bi-monthly movie night at your apartment, but only Sixty had turned up. That was a hint so unsubtle, you couldn’t believe they’d actually done it. It was so unsubtle, that neither you nor Sixty mentioned it, which just turned it into the most enormous elephant in the room that you’d ever experienced.

If you were being fair, it could have been because of the weather. It was stormy outside, and a mild warning had been issued, but that wouldn’t have prevented them from texting you to cancel. Instead, both your apartment and your inbox were a friend-free zone.

Stubbornly, the two of you watched the movie on your own, and you made a hefty impact on the snacks while Sixty sampled the new android-safe candy that had recently come out. (His reviews were mixed.)

Right in the middle of the climactic action sequence, the power went out.

“Maybe it’ll come back on,” you said dubiously after the two of you had had a good grumble.

“Maybe. I wasn’t going to leave yet anyway, but I definitely can’t if I don’t know how it ends,” Sixty said.

His LED was the only light in the room, illuminating half his face blue.

“Can you call my phone? I don’t know where I put it,” you huffed.

His LED rotated, and your phone lit up from the kitchen counter. You went to retrieve it and turned on the flashlight, thanking him. You found a small collection of candles and a box of matches, and brought them back to the living room. By the time you were done providing light for yourself, it hit you how accidentally romantic it suddenly looked. Still, there was nothing you could do about that. You weren’t about to sit in pitch darkness for the rest of the night.

You grabbed yourself a beer from the fridge, set down a towel on the floor in front of the freezer in case the power was out long-term, and looked at Sixty.

“Now what?”

“Want to play Spin the Bottle when you’re done with that?” he asked, nodding to the drink in your hand.

“Can you even play that with only two people?” you brushed off.

“Yes, but there’s no suspense,” he retorted without missing a beat.

You smiled despite yourself, taking a swig of beer.

“I have an idea,” Sixty spoke up. “We each come up with a theory for how the movie ends. The person closest to the truth wins.”

“Wins what?” you queried. “Also, you have the internet in your head, you could just look it up.”

“I could,” he agreed, “but I won’t.”

“How do I know that, though?”

He shrugged. “You’ll just have to trust me.”

You sighed, taking another drink. “Fine. I think he’s going to survive the car chase, defeat the bad guy, and fuck the love interest. The end.”

“Kiss,” Sixty said.

“Huh?”

“They’ll kiss. Look at the rating, we’re not getting fucking in that movie.”

“You know what I mean. It’s implied.”

Sixty chuckled. “This movie contains mild violence, minor swearing, and implied fucking.”

You smiled, downing the rest of your beer. You set the bottle under the coffee table and glanced around your shadowy, candlelit living room.

“I think I have a pack of cards around here somewhere.”

Sixty’s eyes lit up. “Strip poker?”

“Absolutely not.”

He slanted an eyebrow at you. “It’s because you know you’ll lose, isn’t it?”

You looked down your nose at him, which was tricky, since he was taller than you, even sitting down. “You’ve never even seen me play.”

“So what’s the harm?”

You let out an exasperated sigh, shifting in your seat to face him. “If you were a human, would you play poker against a highly advanced android?”

Sixty tilted his head as he considered. “Yes,” he concluded.

“Yes?”

He shrugged, smirking. “Well, if I was human, I’d be less intelligent, so I wouldn’t know that that was a bad idea.”

You huffed, standing up and turning away so you wouldn’t ruin your indignation by letting him see your smile. You stomped over to the kitchen, where you were pretty sure you had a deck of cards in the drawer where you shoved random things that didn’t go anywhere else. Unsurprisingly, it was still in its wrapping, as card games were the last resort of entertainment in your book.

You made your way back, yelping as you tripped on the corner of the couch, unused to the dim light.

Sixty moved faster than you would ever have expected. One moment he was sitting on the couch, the next he was in front of you, hands gripping your arms and stopping you from falling disastrously onto the coffee table.

“Easy,” he said.

“Holy shit!” you breathed, your heart thudding. Falling onto the coffee table, where the majority of the candles were, was a really bad idea.

“After only one beer? I didn’t know you were such a lightweight,” he teased you.

“Shut up, it’s dark!”

He nodded to the deck of cards that you somehow still had in your hand. “Are you sure you want to play? Wouldn’t Spin the Bottle be safer?”

Normally, you would have thrown him a snarky comment about how he could possibly make card games dangerous, but your brain was finally catching up with your body, registering that his hands were still on your arms, your chest almost pressed against his, your face suddenly much closer to his than it ever had been before. Suddenly, the room felt short of air, and you studied the way the candlelight cast shadows on his face, highlighting the small imperfection on his forehead, an old injury from before his deviation, but one that made him particularly unique.

Your mouth felt dry. It was the second time he’d brought up Spin the Bottle. In a group, it was a playful party game, but with only two people…it was just an excuse to kiss. Maybe he was finally tired of messing around, as you were.

“I thought you’d hit your foot, not your tongue,” he was saying, frowning in the face of your silence. “Maybe we should play cards. Could be the easiest victory I’ve ever had.”

“Would you just shut up and kiss me already?”

The words were out before you could overthink them. Silence hung between you, and your heart sank. Mistake. Huge mistake.

Sixty gathered his wits quickly, saying surprisingly calmly, “I don’t like being told what to do unless I’m naked.”

Your eyes widened at his matter-of-fact tone.

“So…” he went on, indicating the cards with a flick of his eyes, “strip poker?”

Of course he’d turn this whole thing into a game.

“Fine.”

He grinned, and a hot spark of desire shot through you as you noted how predatory it was. Fuck, you were in trouble. Luckily, you didn’t seem to mind.

The power was still out an hour later, the candlelight flickering on your skin as you studied your hand. After writing amounts on post-it notes to use as betting chips, the two of you had cleared a space on the coffee table and were sitting either side of it on the floor. Sixty was shirtless and missing his shoes, socks, and, after some debate on whether it deserved to be its own category, his belt. His bare torso was distracting enough that you’d really had to pull your focus. Playing cards against an android, but particularly an RK800, was difficult enough already.

You’d adopted a surprisingly effective tactic of constantly faking tells, so as to keep him guessing what was in your hand. It wasn’t always successful, but the fact that it worked at all was gratifying. Despite that, however, you were still missing most of your clothes. All that was left was your bra and underwear. At least you were as distracting to Sixty as he was to you, judging by the way he couldn’t seem to help looking at you.

You glanced at the cards in your hand. You had two queens, which wasn’t bad, but you had no way of knowing what Sixty had. His face was artificially blank.

“Call,” you said, seeing no other option.

He set his cards on the table. He had nothing. You grinned, laying yours down.

“Lose the jeans,” you said triumphantly.

Sixty raised an eyebrow, but complied. He wore a pair of red boxer briefs underneath, and you smirked to see the bulge inside them. He was definitely enjoying the game.

“Not the easy victory you hoped for,” you said lightly.

“All I have to do is win two more rounds,” he said with confidence.

You shifted a little, getting comfortable. If he won, your underwear would come off, and then he’d see how wet you were, if he didn’t already know. You’d been on edge ever since blurting out your request for him to kiss you, but it was a fun kind of anticipation. It was the first time either of you had explicitly implied anything between you. Your flirting got pretty outrageous sometimes, but never had either of you ever mentioned actually doing something about it. And now, with the game in full swing, it was almost – almost – as if it had been forgotten about. Except that it had constantly been on your mind, and you were certain it was also on his. The stakes of your friendly competitions had changed.

You lost the next round, and your fingers trembled slightly as you reached around to unclip your bra. The best you could hope for now was that the sight of your naked breasts would be distracting enough to make Sixty lose the final round.

He stared at you unabashedly when you pulled the lacy fabric away from your body and dropped it on the pile of other clothes. His gaze was unwavering, almost bordering on machine-like, but his lips parted slightly as he inhaled, and his posture looked a little tense.

You were so past the point of no return, it was terrifying, but you put on a confident front, ignoring the heat of his stare on your skin.

“Last round,” you said, clearing your throat when your voice came out a little hoarse.

Sixty shuffled the cards with expert dexterity, his concentration apparently unaffected by your partial nudity. That was annoying. You, by contrast, were all over the place, and so it came as no surprise when you lost, but your heart still sank when you saw the cards on the table.

Sixty smiled at you smugly. “To the victor, the spoils,” he said, spreading his hands.

You huffed, but got to your feet, hesitating over removing your last barrier. But you weren’t a sore loser, (at least, not outwardly), so you hooked your fingers in the waistband and shoved your panties down your legs, kicking them off in the direction of the clothes pile.

Sixty said nothing, which was disconcerting, but his eyes tracked your entire body from head to toe. Although you didn’t exactly mind him looking, you still felt a little awkward. Everything was still largely unsaid between you, and now you were naked in your candlelit living room.

As if sensing your slight discomfort, he lifted a hand. “Come here.”

You walked the few steps towards him, taking his hand, and he pulled you down until you were on your knees beside him.

“I won,” he said quietly.

“How do I know you didn’t cheat with your android super abilities?” you countered.

He smirked. “You don’t. But since you came so close to beating me, I’ve decided to grant your request from earlier.”

Your heart tripped as he leaned closer. His movements were slow and purposeful, but it still didn’t feel like enough time to register what was happening. Then his lips were on yours, soft and tentative, and your eyes fell closed as you leaned into him.

Fuck, why had you been holding out on this?

He seemed to come to the same conclusion at the same time, as his hand came up to cup the back of your neck, his tongue seeking entry into your mouth. You gave it, parting your lips under his, your hands tracing across his smooth synthetic skin as his spare hand found its way to the small of your back.

You let out a soft moan as his tongue caressed yours, and he did the same, the eagerness of his movements sparking the suspicion that his analysis software was making you even more present for him than he was for you.

In one fluid motion, he pulled back from you, slid his hands to your waist and lifted you onto the couch. He followed immediately, chest pressed against yours, his body cradled neatly between the one leg that had made it to the couch, and the other that dangled off the side. After a little adjustment – with less finesse than you’d ever seen from him – he shoved his boxers down his legs and off.

“You’re naked,” you pointed out breathlessly.

“There’s that human intelligence that I love,” he sassed you.

You smacked him on the ass, satisfied both with the sound it made, and the way he jolted in surprise.

“You said you don’t like being told what to do unless you’re naked.”

He smirked at you, eyes glinting with mischief. “I did. Why? Do you have an order you want to give me?”

You nodded, your hands loosely gripping his head so he had no choice but to meet your gaze.

“Fuck me,” you told him earnestly. “And make it good.”

“Honey,” he said, voice a low growl, “I’m always good.”

You didn’t doubt it, and by the time he’d pulled two orgasms from you just from foreplay, you needed no further proof.

You both moaned when he finally slid inside you, your hands desperately clinging to his back. But of course, he had to make that into a game too.

“First one to make noises loses,” he panted.

“No,” you said adamantly, shaking your head.

“No?” he repeated, amused.

“No. I’ve wanted this for months, so you’d damn well better make noise for me, Sixty.”

A subtle tremble ran through his chassis, but then he grinned at you. “Yes, ma’am.”

And boy, did he deliver.

You were going to have to make a very humiliating apology to your neighbours. You couldn’t quite bring yourself to care.

#my fics #sixty x reader

[krakenattack]

An Unfinalized List of Characters in FFVII Remake, In Order of Who Wants to Get Into Cloud's Pants Least to Most

To be finalized when I finish the game. A note: this is the first Final Fantasy game I have played, so I have no nostalgic connection to these characters.

Barrett - A fanatic. All his passion is wrapped up in The Cause. Literally uninterested in anything but the cause. If there was a physical way to make sweet love to the cause, he'd do it. He'd settle for someone who cared about it as much as he does. Deeply uninterested in Cloud.

Aerith - I'd say I'm sorry, but I'm not. Maybe I'll change her position as the game goes on, but right now she's mostly interested in Cloud the way one might be in an undersocialized cat. Kinda worried, but also laughing a bit as it tries to make sense of its new supportive environment.

Reno - only had one fight with him so far, but he only flirted with Cloud like two or three times in that whole 15-min fight, which is well within the range of flirting during battle that is acceptable for making jokes or attempting to unnerve your opponent. Would he fuck Cloud? Who knows, he is currently an enigma to me.

Biggs - He clearly is a part of Team Re-Socialize Cloud Properly. He wants to be Cloud's casual dude-buddy. Invite him over for an equivalent of a game day night hangout with beer and pizza. If they were both drunk and Cloud offered a friendly mutual-exchange handjob, Biggs would be up for it, but it'd probably only be the once. Also, Cloud would never offer so their bro-ship is pretty safe.

President of Shinra - If there was something in it for him, like increased market share or it was part of a 14-step plan to something else, he’d do it. But I don’t think he’d enjoy it very much.

Heidegger - Not interested in and of itself, but that’s a man who would deeply enjoy some sort of humiliation fuck with Cloud, just because he’s clearly the kind of guy to get off on public and private humiliation. He’d do it as some sort of powerplay, possibly in front of cameras.

Wedge - OKAY HERE’S THE THING. Wedge is a beautiful mystery to me. He clearly hero-worships Cloud, openly seeks his approval and goes out of his way to help and assist Cloud any chance he gets. But, does that translate to romantic/sexual interest??? Or does he simply view Cloud as cool-older-brother material? I put him this high because after some consideration, I concluded that if Cloud ever made a move towards him, Wedge would absolutely jump at a chance to be involved with him. Fortunately, as above, Cloud would never offer, which is good since that relationship would be awful for both of them.

Jessie - So by all rights, she should be higher, since every third sentence out of her mouth is assuring Cloud that she would love to take a ride on that, anytime and anywhere he wanted. But I don’t actually think, under the smokescreen lascivious behavior, that she’s actually that interested in Cloud. Would she cheerfully sleep with him if he made even the slightest twitch towards her? Yes, 100%. But I just can’t see her doing it more than a handful of times before she got bored, unless Cloud has some masterful techniques, which we all know he doesn’t. Jessie’s more interested in the chase, in wearing down the resistance. She’s not interested in Cloud, per se, she’s interested in the character he’s playing, which is fun considering she’s playing her own character 24/7.

Roche - Oh he definitely wants some rivalry sex. He wants to have Cloud as his eternal rival, dancing together in fighting and in bed. This is probably what he considers a romance, and he’d love to both win and lose against Cloud forever, until they’d burned down the city between them. I put him higher than Jessie because he is technically interested in Cloud as a person, even though he has deeply misinterpreted what kind of person Cloud is. If he doesn’t show up again, either later or in the next game to try to fight/seduce Cloud again, I will be very surprised.

Tifa - Oh girl. She got it bad. She not only wants Cloud physically, she desperately wants a romance from him. They grew up together, and then he left, and then they meet again and it’s so clear that something in him is broken, and she wants desperately to be the one to fix it. She wants to be his sweet, loving angel who embraces him softly and brings him back to humanity. She is the president of the Re-Socialize Cloud Properly club (with Biggs as vice president and Aerith as treasurer). She is totally and fully in love with him, but she doesn’t get why the love of a good woman isn’t fixing what is clearly so wrong with him. Poor girl. Terrible choice for romantic partner, unless she wisens up.

Sephiroth - We all saw this coming. He has shown up in game possibly-for-real like, four times, each time smirking that little smirk at Cloud and saying things like ‘I would be loath to live in a world where you and I are not bound together’ and ‘I am your everything’ and maybe pinning Cloud to the ground. Sephiroth doesn’t just want Cloud, he craves Cloud. If he could cut Cloud open and intermingle their very essences together, he’d do it. He’d like to consume Cloud totally, envelop him so that all Cloud does or thinks about is him. If he could personally give Cloud every mouthful of air he breathes, he’d do it. Interestingly, Sephiroth is the only one who I’d ping as Cloud being interested in in return. Cloud’s an emotionless, stoic little traumasack, and the only person thus far he’s had strong emotional reactions to is Sephiroth. Now, granted, they’re all desires to kick his ass, or disbelief, or even fear, but at least that some sort of handhold that no one else has. Poor Tifa didn’t even start getting such basic decencies as ‘listening to your friends problems and trying to help’ or ‘vaguely courteous responses to questions’ until an old woman lectured him about being a dick.

#ffvii remake #this game has some interesting story #but they're trying way too hard to make a 30 hour game out of like 7 hours of gameplay #also are they making cloud read aromantic on purpose or?... #I'd ask if they were making sephiroth this gay on purpose but at least point I have to conclude that they are

[penny-nichols]

Thinking about my global studios based sitcom again

OK SO BASICALLY it would be a mockumentary style thing (I think that’s what it is???? Parks and rec is a mockumentary right? I haven’t seen the office) and it would follow the cast of global studios in their like. Daily adventures the case was - Dee Vasquez (out of prison or never went) -Matt Engarde (still very much killed a guy but is out of prison because there are 3 total actors at global now instead of 2) -Penny Nichols (Penny Nichols) -Will Powers (of course) -Cody Hackins (Just a guy ya know) -John Marsh (STILL HAS NOT FINISHED AAI2 I’M WORKING ON IT I HAVEN’T PLAYED IN MONTHS BUT I’M GETTING THERE) -Lotta Hart (we need a bigger cast and so she’s the camerawoman) -Roger Retinz (has like. a friendly-ish rivalry with Global, specifically Dee) -MAYBE Shelly de Killer at some point -..... that might be all in terms of current canon characters actually So I had started writing episode one at one point and since I cannot include Sal Manella for more than the most passingest of references I had him leave the studio. Of course, they needed a new director, so they hired one: Bea Mubie (you may notice that Bea is also the name of one of my other OCs that I have yet to really develop. They are the same oc just at different stages and with different last names)  I had two different plots planned for the episode (not like. A plot and B plot but more A plot and.... Different A plot because I scrapped the first one. the B plot was pretty solid)

Plot number one (the first one I came up with) was Bea wanted the studio to stop making samurai content and focus on more prestige cinema (I stopped writing it because I realized we had 3 actors and I would also have to explain the characters of Oliver Twist.) The main thing (besides the fact that it wasn’t samurai stuff) was that everyone got cast very wrong (WP was Bill Sykes who is the evil murdering bad guy and she described him as having a scary/murderous face, Matt was Noah Claypole who is an incredibly minor character and also a teenager when he was expecting to be Bill because of the murder conviction. John was expecting to be Oliver and he got the Artful Dodger which he’s fine with but Cody is Oliver and he’s not exactly an actor). Literally I think I was just genuinely not considering how a movie studio WORKS and that it needs PEOPLE and it’s not like an acting troupe (I think at one point I was going to have Shelly audition for one of the roles) Plot number two was about Bea coming to the studio again and having a big idea for a NEW samurai show. the conflict is that she’s taken the plot from a fanfic and the ONLY person who knows is Penny BECAUSE SHE WROTE IT. Once again there were 3 people and I was still treating it like an acting troupe and an acting troupe that had MORE than 3 people at that. Anyway the B plot is still kinda solid and it involved Lotta going off into the woods to find proof of the “wasp man” which is like Mothman but a wasp. She was trying to prove something to John and Cody

Anyway I kinda want to continue it but I would need some serious help figuring out the plot. I think I’m pretty good at writing humor and character interaction stuff, but we’re dealing with limited characters and the fact that I just. CANNOT come up with a solid plot is limiting. I don’t want to add too many OCs because while I can definitely give people unique personalities, I think that I’m bad at describing personalities and coming up with OCs in general, and if I were to introduce them I’d feel like they’d need like.... kind of an episode about them to get people used to them and attached to the character and stuff. That’s why the episode I had written started with the introduction of Bea (although she was probably going to leave by the end of the episode, I only really got about 1/4 of the way through at most). I mean, I know a lot of shows have to introduce a lot of characters at once but I feel like with the cast I have there’s JUST enough people that solidly introducing more would be a problem. And I KNOW that they’re canon characters and people already know them but I kinda want to write this like it’s a thing???? IDK.  Honestly though. DM me or shoot me an ask or something if you think this is solidly An Idea and want to help. I can’t really promise anything about this happening but if I did manage to complete a script I’d want to find enough people to do like. a read through. Or maybe I’d just post it on AO3 IDK ...I’m open to including oldbag btw. but I am not including Sal the guy’s not funny and you can’t verbally say leetspeak which would make it useless for a read through

#long post

[withinycu-arch]

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#I’d like to see Bruce play with a tony stark #they’d definitely have like a friendly rivalry #but I’m also intrigued by how different their attitudes are to their heroics #with tony being open about it #and Bruce just being like ‘NO ONE CAN EVER KNOW’ #so very ooc

[vendetta-if]

Okay the recent asks about Skylar embodying Ken energy are hilarious.

I know in Rin and Ash poly they form a united front to love and appreciate MC as well as scaring off other potential romantic rivals. Imagine the chaos if Skylar and MC become BFFs!

Hell, I could easily see my MC Katerina eventually viewing Skylar as an adopted sibling, especially if they both wind up closely together as vigilantes. It's probably an initial blow to Skylar's ego, considering he was flirting with her at first, but it's still nice to have a close genuine friendship with someone who isn't just interested in him because of being famous or because the mayor is his father.

Imagine the two of them being so excited to see the Barbie film and trying to convince the others to go with them. Skylar and Santana seem to get along well enough, so it shouldn't be too difficult to convince them to take a much needed break to watch the movie. Ash and Rin would probably take more convincing, so Kitty asks them both in person while wearing the new outfit she bought specifically for the Barbie movie premiere. Sure, the pink Satin dress she's wearing is shorter than what she normally owns in her wardrobe, but it's cute, and Kitty is cunning enough to know to best stack the chances in her favor. She was able to convince both Ash and Rin to play elaborate games with her Barbie's when they were still kids, she should have no problem convincing them both to spend some time with her in a dark theater while she's dressed like a life sized Barbie.

Awww 🥰 this is so sweet and adorable 🥺 Ash and Rin actually won’t mind that much if MC befriends Skylar once the three of them are in relationship. Actually, Ash and Rin might actually befriend Skylar too overtime, hesitantly at first but once Skylar has proven their trustworthiness and they don’t interfere with any of the Aikawa’s or Morozov’s business, they can be friends.

And you’re right, Skylar would be happy to have genuine friends who are not there only because of their dad or their fame and wealth.

As for Barbie movie, of course Skylar is excited to go watch it with MC and would wear pink outfit with MC together. Santana enjoys watching movies in general and would love to go watch with MC and Skylar if they have the time.

As for Ash, MC won’t even need to convince them; they’ll watch any movie as long as it’s with MC. Now, convincing them to wear pink would be hard though, unless if you can make it a friendly rivalry with Skylar 😂

Rin would be more picky about movies that they’ll spend time watching. Barbie is not really their type of movie, but they don’t really dislike it, so MC should be able to convince them without much effort. If not for enjoying the movie, they’d say yes just to spend more time with MC.

Also, this just makes me think about which RO would watch Barbie and which would watch Oppenheimer 🤔

Ash is not really that enthusiastic about either movie, but they’ll probably choose Barbie over Oppenheimer because they’re not really fond of biopic.

Rin and Santana would choose to watch Oppenheimer.

Skylar would definitely choose Barbie.

#asks #ro: ash #ro: rin #ro: santana #ro: skylar #ash/rin poly #if: vendetta #vendetta if #if vendetta #if game #if wip #dashingdon #choicescript

[lvyu]

friendly rivals

hockey, dream x ice skater, reader

ask; s. you’re bound to crush on the person you argue with all the time— friendly arguments, of course. it only makes sense.

note: hi this is bad, my bad.

[ dream ]

no because how are you rivals you don’t even play the same sport, just in the same general area— area being the same... ice place.

the two of really went “i need a rival to make my life more interesting, looked at each other at the same time and said, “perfect”

which is a little funny considering the first time you met you were both ten— just a couple of ten year olds casually making enemies.

at least it was funny for your parents when they came to pick you up and instead saw their child bickering over the validity of grape juice with another random kid.

“clay, how was your practice?”

instead of answering his dad, he slid down on his chair. “he argued with another kid about juice when i went to pick him up,” his mom answered instead.

“oh.”

it’s more of a friendly banter kind of... rivalry because i mean,

granted you don’t even play the same sport, but to be fair you do both do something involving ice.

it really is more just meaningless bickering than a serious rivalry. from an outsider’s perspective, it’s a bit annoying. but you don’t mind it. it’s fun to have someone you can.. well let’s say debate with and not have them feel hurt, since typically people get offended or off-put by it.

giving into the hockey and skating thing, he’s come to occasionally watch you when you practice and vice versa. so it’s only a given that you’ll make a snarky quip while watching the other.

“lost your touch, have you?” he faked throwing water on you from his bottle in retaliation, squeezing a bit out at the floor instead. “then again guess you never had anything to begin with.”

this time he opted to squirt some of the water onto you.

“you get out there and do your little spins, see how far that’ll get you in the game.”

if you listened close enough, you could hear the cheering in his head, congratulating himself for his ‘good’ response. “probably not far,” you shrugged. “then again, i haven’t been playing that game for the past seven years.”

yeah, you got him.

it was painfully obvious you liked each other.

painfully.

and you’d imagine that two people who throw nothing but arguments at the other would most definitely have the confidence to confess to someone, right? you’d imagine that they’d stop arguing as often as they did once they realized it, right?

sure, of course that makes sense.

‘cept you guys were idiots.

to be fair, wrong timing played a large factor in it taking so long to get together. one of you would be going through a tough time, or maybe the other was involved with someone else, or had just ended a relationship!— it was always something.

when the confession finally came, it was anticlimactic and done in the most mundane way possible, simply because clay just wanted to get it out before life got in the way again.

that doesn’t necessarily make it a bad moment, though after the fact you did tease him once he let you look at the original plan he wrote up when he was barely eighteen.

“you had three years to prepare and you couldn’t get anything from your original plan? not even the posters or maybe a couple streamers?”

he raised an eyebrow. “you actually wanted posters and streamers?” he leaned back in his seat, thinking it over again. “you know i was probably sleep-deprived or some shit when i wrote that, right?”

you looked over at the paper in your hands. half of it did look the ramblings of a crazy man— especially the single mention of a firework just thrown in there, but it made some sense. “it would’ve been fun to see a cat in a suit.”

he drew his attention to you almost instantly. “you’re joking.”

“no, no, you wrote it in section 3A.”

#anon.asks #mcyt x reader #mcyt fanfiction #dream smp x reader #dsmp x reader #mcyt imagine #mcyt scenario #mcyt x y/n #mcyt x you #dream x y/n #dreamwastaken x y/n #dreamwastaken x you #dreamwastaken fanfiction #dream x reader #dream x you #dreamwastaken x reader #mcyt dream x reader #dsmp fanfiction #dsmp x you #dsmp x y/n #this is BAD i am

[vrabbiit]

🎹 Roxanne Wolf HCs - I 🎹

Third of the series with everyone’s favourite (or at least, she should be) - Roxy herself! Chica and Monty have already been done, and last on our list after this is the man himself, Freddy!

Contains

General Headcanons

Shipping Headcanons (SFW)

General Headcanons

Known as the “cool, if not a bit self-centred” one around the Pizzaplex, Roxy certainly knows her worth. She carries herself in such a way that it’s impossible to ignore her, and despite the fact that her personality should, by all accounts, make her unlikeable, it is almost impossible to dislike her. Her personality is absolutely aimed at older kids and teens who she takes on an older sibling vibe towards. She absolutely calls kids “brat”, but it has somewhat of an affectionate tone to it.

The most competitive of the bunch by far, but also incredibly dedicated - she is the best at racing in the Pizzaplex and she didn’t get to that point by sitting around and looking pretty (although she certainly does do that). She can often be found doing laps in Roxy Raceway, perfecting her muscle memory of the course until she could probably do it blind (ouch).

In the impossible scenario that she does lose in a race, she’d probably be distraught but be enough of a graceful loser to congratulate whoever beat her - after all, they’d have to be extremely special to beat her of all people. Surprisingly, I don’t see her as the type to cry cheater - she values good manners and sportsmanship above anything else. She’s confident because she knows she deserves to be at the top, she’s earned it fair and square.

Probably comedically bad at anything that’s not of her main interests. While Chica would count as a jack of all trades, Roxy truly is a master of one - racing. As such, she tends to avoid playing things she isn’t confident in to avoid her ego being bruised. She does practise mini golf a lot, though, if only to be able to beat Monty and fuel their friendly rivalry.

Despite everything, she does still get insecure sometimes, especially when compared to others. She won’t ever show it, but she knows she’s a replacement for the fan favourite of decades, and she worries a lot as to whether she can fill Foxy’s shoes. Like mentioned in Monty’s post, though, the two are each other’s support network, and she can always rely on him whenever the pressure of being the “new guys” builds too much to handle.

Despite coming across as self-centred, she really is warm-hearted, and the people she cares about she will defend until the end, although you’d better consider yourself lucky to end up on that short list of people. She has the view that the majority of the world isn’t worth her time, so it’s better to focus on the few people who are than to give anyone else a second glance.

Shipping Headcanons

While she’s far from reserved, she probably denies her feelings for you for a while - she doesn’t need a relationship or anyone else. It’s not that she doesn’t view you as worth her time, she’s already cemented you in her list of people she cares about before realising she likes you. It’s just that she doesn’t feel the need to date anyone. As time goes by, however, she definitely reconsiders when she spends more time with you. She wouldn’t show it, but she’d spend more and more time worrying outside of seeing you, about whether you liked her back, whether she was misreading the signs, etc.

Eventually, you’d probably be the first to confess or Monty would (affectionately) bully her into it. As soon as she receives confirmation that you feel the same way, her nerves are eased completely and she is eager to make you feel loved.

If you are dating Roxy, she is absolutely going to show you off. She has high standards, after all, and anyone who can meet those absolutely deserves all of the attention they can get. If you’re insecure, she’ll do whatever she can to get you to see yourself the way she does.

Her love language is words of affirmation - she isn’t shy in general, but especially not about how she feels about you. She will be your biggest supporter, and she will be loud about it. It’s actually really endearing, but tell her that and she’ll deny it. She’s showing you off in a cool way, there’s nothing cute or endearing about it, it’s cool. Conversely, however, she’ll tell you all about how cute she thinks you are, if you’re so inclined. She feels a lot of pride in flustering you and knowing that she caused that.

Is probably the least touchy out of the Glamrocks, but that doesn’t mean she avoids any sort of physical contact. She’ll lean on you whenever you’re sitting together, and have an arm around you in public, but she’s more than content to just be in the same room as you.

Overall, probably the most low-key love interest in the Pizzaplex. The two of you would be a power couple, of course, and it would be obvious how absolutely gone she is for you to anyone in the building, but between the two of you, you both value your independence and know that you still care without having to make any grand gestures (although she absolutely will on special occasions).

#fnaf security breach #roxanne wolf #roxanne wolf x reader #roxanne wolf headcanons #fnaf security breach headcanons #fnaf headcanons #fnaf sb headcanons

[masterjedilenawrites]

Do you have any headcanons for the Bad Batch when they were cadets? How they were treated by other clones, or by the Kaminoans? What each of the four boys were like when they were cadets? Thank you!

I actually do have some headcanons on this topic because I may or may not think about the Bad Batch constantly I think about them a normal, healthy amount and okay, here we go...

Hunter:

Fit in socially more than the others. Didn't grow out his hair or get tattoos until after he deployed, and his abilities weren't as obvious, so he more-or-less was able to blend in with the regs. Never really got bullied or bothered.

Struggled with his mutations the most. No one knew for a while if he was going to cut it. Overstimulation, head-splitting migraines, the whole bit.

But he had exceptional combat skills, great leadership potential, and an unwavering can-do attitude. So as a way to save him from decommission, the Kaminoans isolated him for a while to help him manage his senses and cope with the side effects.

Connected with Crosshair first. Cross would keep an eye on the team when he was away or in more specialized training. And he always seemed to know what Hunter was thinking without him having to say. They formed a silent but strong bond.

Wrecker and Tech were more like younger brothers he had to manage. Obviously Crosshair would still get in on the drama too, but Hunter had to really stay on top of Wrecker's restlessness and Tech getting sidetracked.

Interacted with a lot of the other Commanders and Sergeants and hung out with them in his free time just a little more than the Batch. It just felt easier to let loose with other leaders.

Generally a good cadet, but often questioned things or tried to think outside the box/protocols. Had to find balance between being what others expected and listening to his inner rebel.

Wrecker:

Some regs gave him a wide birth, while others would pick fights with him just to test their own strength. This actually made Wrecker kinda depressed as a cadet; he's a friendly guy, but no one wanted to be his friend. It hurt.

Channeled his anger into his training, which he already did a lot of just because he had more energy than anyone knew what to do with. The Kaminoans had to up their production of dummy droids just for him.

Instant favorite of the Kaminoans, his mutations were obviously useful. But with all the dummies and all the food the guy ate...they often had to run a cost-benefit analysis to make sure the resources spent were worth it.

Struggled with the academic stuff, until Hunter discovered he could learn better if the material was more hands-on and interactive.

Took to all the Batchers right away. They were his only social outlet. Hunter helped him work through his depression and find his confidence again. Tech always came up with cool ideas he could try with his strength. And Crosshair was the only one who understood his love of weapons and explosives.

So he became their defender against the other cadets. Any teasing or bullying was immediately turned into a fight if Wrecker heard about it. Wasn't subtle so he often got in trouble.

Initiated a lot of pranks and shenanigans out of boredom. Was the one who came up with all the skull imagery on their armor. Preferred the group training exercises over the solo ones.

Crosshair

Definitely got bullied by the regs, stood out like a sore thumb. He was too tall and too skinny and his hair too grey... Got called a lot of names and pushed around in the halls, sometimes tricked and sabotaged too.

But he also egged them on. Liked to poke and prod and get reactions out of people. Because if he could get them to snap first, then he didn't feel as much like the victim.

Didn't interact much with the Kaminoans, was pretty self-sufficient with his training. He liked to push himself and test his limits on his own.

Wasn't close with the other Batchers for a while, just observed them at first, figured out what they were about before letting them in. Even though they were odd balls like him, he still struggled getting over his trust issues.

He and Hunter developed their own understanding between each other, but he was secretly partial to Tech. He felt the need to keep an eye on him more than the others. The nerd was just so oblivious sometimes, it was frustrating but it brought out his protective side.

He and Wrecker developed more of a sibling rivalry relationship. Crosshair hated how loud and messy the big guy was, and Wrecker was never patient with his calmer approach. They started their kill count competition almost right away.

Was good at following instructions and directive. Did his assignments on time and only occasionally questioned or challenged things. Did not enjoy his cadet experience though and desperately looked forward to leaving Kamino.

Tech:

Also frequently bullied and teased, but he didn't engage as much as the other Batchers. Mostly because he didn't really notice or understand what was happening, too lost in his own thoughts to realize he was the butt of the joke.

But he wasn't completely clueless, and when he was aware he was getting picked on, he just internalized it. Some of those words still sit heavy in his heart to this day.

The Kaminoans were also uncertain what to do with Tech, they weren't sure if it was a good thing they'd created someone so freaking smart. What if he questioned things too much?

Was for sure the student that was too smart to pay attention in class and ended up getting in trouble as a result. It took Hunter interfering before he was given more challenging assignments, and eventually allowed to just self-teach.

Didn't exactly bond with any of the others, but ended up spending more time with Crosshair. He was the only one patient enough to listen to his idle ramblings, or would sit with him while they quietly worked on their own assignments.

But he did take an interest in the rest of the group's mutations and worked on special projects to help each of them cope effectively and capitalize on their abilities.

A mentally restless cadet, often stayed up late on research binges or obsessed over a part of his training until it was perfected. Felt disconnected and misunderstood, he never had a true outlet to express all the ideas and knowledge he had.

#star wars #star wars headcanons #the clone wars #the bad batch #cadets #hunter #wrecker #crosshair #tech #my emotional support grumpy toothpick man #my easy breezy beautiful nerd boy #my strong fun himbo brother #don't have a title for hunter yet #hmmm

[zukkaflowers]

zukka enemies to roommates au

Sokka slammed his head on the cafe table, the noise swallowed up by the chattering of other customers. “I’m being EVICTED,” he moaned.

Katara raised her eyebrows as she drank her tea and then placed it back on the table. “Why?”

Sokka dragged his head up against the table until his chin was the only thing touching the wood and Katara made a face, no doubt thinking of all the germs that were now rubbed into Sokka’s face like lotion. Sokka couldn’t bring himself to care. He was too deep in his despair. “The landlord sold the building. And now I only have two weeks to move because everything around here is so fucking expensive and I got discouraged so I put it off—“

“Move in with Zuko!”

“...like I put everything—what did you just say?”

Katara’s face brightened, a stark contrast to the cloud of doom that had been enveloping Sokka. “His roommate is moving in with her girlfriend and he needs a new one. A roommate, not a girlfriend. And I think his place is really close to your work, too! It’s perfect!”

Sokka finally sat up, shoving his hands in his sister’s face to turn her brightness down a notch because it was hurting his eyes. “Wait wait wait, are you talking about the Zuko I think you’re talking about?”

“Is there another one?”

Sokka had many questions. “Why do you know he needs a new roommate? Why do you know his roommate is moving in with her girlfriend? How do you know where he lives? Did you just say, ‘it’s perfect’?”

Katara watched Sokka as he grabbed his drink, eyes never leaving her face in a demonstration of his seriousness, and then swallowed painfully with a grimace after realizing he’d grabbed Katara’s bitter tea on accident. “You’re such a goof,” she sighed in anguish. “Zuko and Aang actually went to university together and became friends. Zuko wants to be a teacher like Aang.”

Sokka sputtered. “WHAT?” A few strangers shot him judgmental looks at the outburst, which he ignored. “You—you—he—Aang—BETRAYAL??”

Katara rolled her eyes. “This is why we kept it a secret from you! We all knew you’d be overdramatic about it.”

“We ALL?”

Katara shrugged, finally having enough decency to look sheepish. “Yeah, me, Aang… and Suki and Toph.”

Sokka’s jaw dropped wider. “SUKI?” He clutched his heart. “Mine own bestie...”

Katara continued, “Well, it’s Toph that’s really close to him now, actually.”

“Figures. She’s always been my least supportive friend.” Sokka gasped as a realization hit him. “Is… is Zuko the ‘Captain Angst’ guy she keeps hanging out with??”

“Yeah,” Katara said plainly.

Sokka slammed his head back on to the table, where it might as well have stayed long-term.

“I’m serious, though, Sokka,” said Katara. “Zuko is… kind of okay, and obviously he has everyone else’s approval. You shouldn’t let a petty high school rivalry between you two get in the way of your current life.”

“‘Petty high school rivalry’??? Last I heard, there were four of us involved in the rivalry-ing! You weren’t too fond of him or his sister, either!”

Katara once again rolled her eyes. “All I’m saying is, the place is within your budget, it’s actually nice, and the commute is good. He’s only just started looking for a new roommate, and I promise that if you don’t try it out, you’ll regret it.”

“And all I’m saying is, if we move in together, Zuko and I will murder each other.”

Katara looked at her phone and stood up, collecting her bag and bile tea. “I doubt it. You haven’t spoken in five years, and you’ve both changed a lot. I have to go, Aang wants me to meet another stray dog, and we still have lunch with Yue, so I can’t let him get too carried away. I’ll text you details about Zuko’s place. Please at least look into it, Sokka.”

Her eyes were too genuine; he couldn’t say no. “Fine,” he grumbled, fully prepared to briefly skim over the information before moving on.

But when he did look it over, he saw that Katara was right. It was perfect. He could even walk to work if he wanted to, it was that close. The rent was well in his budget, even leaving extra leftover. He could maybe finally replace his cracked phone screen! Sokka sighed at the dim light of his laptop. The fates were telling him something. It sounded like, You will consciously choose the path of suffering, ahahahahaha.

“Sokka... wants to be my new roommate,” Zuko said.

“Hello to you too, angsty pants,” Toph replied through the phone.

“I think I’m going to say yes,” continued Zuko.

“Wait, Sokka? Katara’s brother?”

Zuko swallowed, eyes flicking to the stir fry he’d left on the stove. He’d been checking the notifications on his phone when he saw it and had immediately called Toph. “Yes.”

“Okay,” Toph offered helpfully.

“What do you think?”

Silence fell for a few seconds as Toph thought it through. “Are you sure it’s a good idea?”

“That’s what I’m asking you for. If he’s reaching out, he knows it’s me, so he can’t still hate me, right?”

“I don’t know,” said Toph. “Don’t you like him?”

Zuko bit his lip and weakly stirred his stir fry. “But it’s not like I’m still—I’m not hopelessly into him. It’s just. You know, a little bit.”

“You’re not even going to interview him? What if he poops with the door open? What if he… what if he eats in the bathroom while he poops.”

“Would I ask him about that in an interview?”

“If you’re not a coward.”

“Okay, I’ll interview him,” Zuko said, relenting. “What do I have to lose?”

To: Katara

Sokka: uuugughghgghghhhhhhh zuko wants to interview me

Katara: You looked into the place!!!

Sokka: yeah but i’m seriously doubting myself now

Sokka: can i really pretend not to hate him long enough to get the place

Katara: Have you considered just

Katara: Not hating him?

Sokka: …

Sokka: how could you even say that

Katara: Ok I thought so

Katara: Well just be professional if you don’t wanna be friendly

Katara: Pretend it’s a job interview

Sokka: oh yeah

Sokka: because imagining that zuko is my employer would definitely not make me hate him 400% more

Katara: On the bright side, you haven’t reached the threshold of hate yet if it can be increased by 400%! There is hope

Sokka: ha

Sokka: i scoff in the face of hope

Sokka let Suki pick out an outfit for him before going to meet Zuko at the cafe they agreed to meet at. He wanted to look nice so that Zuko, at least visually, might be inclined to let him become a flatmate, but mostly he just didn’t want Zuko to have the upper hand anywhere, not even in his fashion sense. And Zuko had grown up with money, so he’d always been well dressed.

Sokka slipped the chosen tan sweater over his button down and pulled on a pair of black jeans. The clothes covered all his tattoos—he was sure Zuko would not appreciate them. His hair, he couldn’t do much about, so he settled for tying it back as he always did.

He was so distracted throughout the train ride thinking about all the valid reasons he had to hate Zuko that he almost forgot to get off at the right stop. But the walk from the station was short, and before he knew it, he was opening glass doors, scanning faces, and—there he was. Hair hanging in his face, chin on his palm, and wearing—a hoodie and ripped jeans? Sokka cleared his mind of surprise and tried to relax his face.

He walked over.

To: Toph

Zuko: It went well?

Toph: Be more specific

Toph: For example, what went well

Zuko: The interview with Sokka

Zuko: I’m pretty sure he doesn’t shit with the door open, and he definitely doesn’t eat in the bathroom

Zuko: He was also

Zuko: really nice

Toph: Really nice to talk to? Or really nice looking?

Zuko: Shut up

Toph: Hm deflection

Zuko: I think you’re wrong

Zuko: I think it won’t be hard to live with him

To: Katara

Sokka: GEEZ THAT WAS SO HARD

Sokka: the whole time he’s being this stiff, boring, JERK

Sokka: i had to smile and nod the whole time

Sokka: no way will this keep up if we live together

Sokka: but i have to think of the commute…..

Sokka: and the view….

Sokka: and i’ll be closer to suki….

Katara: But Sokka, you will try, right?

Sokka: try what

Katara: To be nice to him.

Sokka: uh

Sokka: maybe?

By the end of the next week, Sokka had moved in the last of his boxes. He honestly didn’t have that much stuff. He did have one special thing, though. Or rather, a special friend.

“What are you doing?” Zuko asked, peeking into Sokka’s new room.

Swallowing his annoyance at being interrupted, Sokka gestured for Zuko to join him. They’d only exchanged at most a few sentences a day, and Zuko hadn’t done anything too irritating yet, so Sokka was going to try to keep his promise to Katara.

“This is my turtle, Duck,” he said, pointing to the turtle swimming around in the tank he’d just finished setting back up.

“What’s a turtleduck?” asked Zuko after plopping down beside him.

Sokka frowned. “I don’t know.”

“Then why do you have one?”

Before Sokka could answer, his phone rung from the dresser, its vibration so strong the whole room shook and Duck popped into his shell.

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[charlotte-headcanons]

I wonder if some of siblings with twins, triplets, and others get along well. We know the monster triplet seems close to each other, decuplets get along well, just some silly siblings fights, sometimes, Smoothie with Citron and Cinnamon, they just argue when she used her devil fruit power on their subordinates to take the energy to her attacks, Chiffon still loves Lola even after leaving the family. But I wonder how is Cracker with Custard and Angel, Brulee with Broye, and Opera in his group of quintuplets.

Thank you for this ask, anon, that one was super fun to figure out! 💕 We decided to go through all the twin/triplet/etc. groups in the Charlotte family and describe their relations quickly. Naturally, then ❗long post ahead❗

Enjoy! ✨

Group 1: Katakuri/Daifuku/Oven

This three get along great and are indeed, very close to each other. Despite their personality differences, they spent a lot of time together already in childhood and even now they make sure that they find moments to cherish in each other's presence often. Katakuri feels more comfortable around these two than around most, especially since they both know his secret and never judged him for his mouth. Oven and Daifuku find him amazing, sure, but they also still treat him as their brother, not an unattainable ideal, and that allows Katakuri to somewhat relax.

Group 2: Mondee/Amande/Hachee/Effilee

Although Mondee is unstoppable in her efforts to bring these four closer together, being a bit jealous of some other twin/triplet/quadruplet sets, Amande, Hachee, and Effilee are all individualists and quite distinct personalities. Therefore, they might have a bit of a soft spot for each other, but these quadruplets only properly hang out once every three months or so; always from Mondee's initiative.

Group 3: Opera/Counter/Cadenza/Cabaletta/Gala

This group definitely likes to hang out together! They aren't super close and they don't know a lot about each other's personal problems or private life, but they do enjoy regular activities that they can do together: like brawl fights or going out for a few drinks. However, Opera is always a bit out of place in the group. Since he doesn't so much enjoy the same things the others like, they sometimes don't even bother inviting him, and they might be kind of jealous that out of all of them, he was the one who received a Devil Fruit. Gala always brings attention to it, trying not to exclude Opera, but sometimes, unfortunately, he still gets left out.

Group 4: Cracker/Custard/Angel

In their childhood, Custard and Angel got along well, but Cracker was always annoyed by the two and their constant attempts to play with his hair, put flower crowns on him, and more of that girly shit he loathed. Now, Angel changed quite a bit, toughened up, and became known as a kind of feral gal, who loves her triplets, but might sometimes scare/disgust while trying to make them tougher. In effect, Custard and Cracker grew ever so slightly closer. It helps that the girls stopped trying to girlify him, too.

Group 5: Brulee/Broye

Personality-wise, these two are polar opposites. Generally, Broye pities Brulee for not having found a husband yet, as well as for how her lifestyle usually looks like: rather than cooking and gardening she prefers partying and flirting, rather than living in an unpretentious hut, she prefers glamour. Brulee, on the other hand, is always nice to Broye and likes her, however, their relationship grew a bit awkward ever since Broye caught her staring at a wedding dress and bought her one, claiming that 'she's never going to get married anyway, so she may as well just wear it now'. Brulee knows that her twin meant well and thus wears the dress to this day (was it just us or did Brulee's first dress really look like a wedding dress); still she can't help but feel slightly hurt.

Group 6: Nusstorte/Basskarte/Dosmarche

These three see each other mostly as rivals, plain and simple. Basskarte is especially salty that the other two received Minister positions while he didn't, but even between Nusstorte and Dosmarche you can expect only constant attempts to one the other up rather than any sibling closeness.

Group 7: Moscato/Mash/Cornstarch

Moscato and Cornstarch adore each other! They're both idealists and wholesome people, so they can talk with each other for hours and feel very comfortable with each other's presence. Now, Mash is slightly excluded from this: they still like her and are always nice to her, but don't hang out with her half as often. She doesn't mind, though; she prefers Broye to those softies anyway.

Group 8: Compo/Laurin

Compo is very protective of Laurin. Despite only being minutes older than him and despite his short height, he always makes sure no one makes fun of his twin, and has a sixth sense for when the latter is uncomfortable. In return, Laurin is very grateful, and if he could ever return all the favors, he would.

Group 9: Mozart/Marnier

These two are your like, most typical ✨twinsies✨ sisters. They like to wear matching outfits sometimes, they gossip with each other lots, and generally they get along great; although, unlike some other twins on this list, they do have their own, separate lives.

Group 10: High Fat/Tablet

High Fat and Tablet probably have the worst relationship from all the siblings on this list. Even more opposite than Brulee and Broye, they disliked each other since early childhood, when Tablet relentlessly picked on High Fat, and the latter interpreted what Tablet thought was merely playful as outright cruel. As a result of their different perception on things, their antipathy only grew, and they prefer not to talk these days if it can be avoided.

Group 11: Smoothie/Citron/Cinnamon

Smoothie, Citron, and Cinnamon are each other's favorite people, full stop. They all have similar views on life, know each other's secrets, and they love their dynamic; in this dynamic, Smoothie normally takes on a role of the leader, with Cinnamon and Citron often looking for her approval and even mimicking her sometimes, but all this happens without them ever feeling consciously like there is any clear hierarchy.

Group 12: Saint-Marc/Basans

In their childhood, Saint-Marc and Basans were often confused due to their similar facial features. This experience left them bitter, so now, despite not hating each other, they both really try to stand out from the other. For Saint-Marc, the armor was a method; Basans went so far as to wear fake horns, being quite happy whenever it was assumed that Melise was his real sister.

Group 13: Galette/Poire

Poire likes Galette, even with the latter's anxiety and all. Galette, in return, is always kind to Poire, however, she cannot help but be overly stressed out by her sister's often dangerous ways of life. While Mont d'Or is a calming presence for Galette, Poire heightens her worries, so she'd rather hang out with the older brother, all things considered.

Group 14: Snack/Bavarois

Similarly to the first set of quintuplets, Snack and Bavarois like to share fast food or a few drinks, but don't necessarily tell each other much about their life, or their hopes and fears. Their hang out sessions are a bit rarer than for the quintuplets, though, even if they became more frequent when Snack lost his Sweet Commander post.

Group 15: Prim/Praline

Prim always looked at Praline from above, being both smarter and stronger than her. Still, their relations were somewhat amicable until Praline's betrayal. They used to enjoy at least shopping for clothes together, but now, Prim is pissed that Praline left, without telling her, taking with her a large portion of Totto's underwater population, and leaving her behind for Mama to take out her rage on her. If they meet again, Prim will not hold back and will definitely attack Praline just like the rest of her family, if not even more viciously.

Group 16: Kanten/Kato/Montb

Those three are completely neutral in their relations. They have distinct goals in life and personalities, and don't really think of each other as 'their kind of person' but can definitely have a friendly small talk when they meet; which happens rather rarely, considering they don't really seek these meetings out.

Group 17: Chiffon/Lola

As we all know, Chiffon and Lola love each other lots! Chiffon was always very protective of her younger sister and supported her fully in pursuing her dreams; little Lola, on the other hand, would beat up anyone who even looked at her twin wrongly. Since Lola left, they missed each other plenty, but Chiffon never blamed her for leaving and was just very happy to be reunited with her eventually.

Group 18: Mobile/Marble/Myukuru/Maple

These quadruplets get along in pairs. Mobile and Maple like each other lots and hang out with each other plenty, and so do Marble and Myukuru; however, between these two groups, there's little care and more of a neutral outlook.

Group 19: Mascarpone/Joscarpone

Mascarpone and Joscarpone are essentially inseparable. They know everything each other, finish each other's sentences, share literally everything (including clothes), and could be easily confused if not for their different gender. If you tried to keep them apart even for a few days, they'd probably be very uncomfortable and feel lonelier than ever.

Group 20: Newichi/Newji/Newsan/Newshi/Newgo/Nutmeg/Akimeg/Allmeg/Harumeg/Fuyumeg

The decuplets generally all tolerate each other, but hate to be confused. Overall, the boys get along, and so do the girls, but they don't mingle beyond these groups so much, with the exception of Newshi and Harumeg, who are best friends. There is just quite a bit of rivalry between the boys and the girls; they can cooperate great in fives, but as a whole 10-person group they might struggle to communicate all that well.

Group 21: Dolce/Dragee

Basically Mascarpone and Joscarpone on steroids. These two literally speak in unison at times, have their own secret communication system, sometimes switch their clothes which makes everyone confuse them, and get completely miserable and shy whenever separated. We'll see if they grow out of it ever or not!

Aaaaand there you have it! Congrats to everyone who got through the entire post, here's your supreme Charlotte family fan medal 🎖️ hope you enjoyed! 💕

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