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cephei-ea · 2 years

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Helllooo!! hope you’re doing well :) I was wondering if you could write a reader x arlo angst? i feel like a main flaw abt him is his tendency to expect too much while also being too “lecture-y” or condescending even when talking to ppl close to him. so maybe reader is his gf and couldn’t finish some responsibilities cause she had a rough week and his flaws pop out before he realizes she’s having a hard time? thank you!!

Answer: Hi anonnie!! I'm doing well, I hope you are as well! Thank you for being my first request <33 (And I am so so so sorry for answering late, forgive me) So, I am not super familiar with his character, as it's been a while since I caught up with UO, but I did my best to interpret your request and did my research; I really really hope this is what you were looking for! Again, I’m unaware of their daily lives so I didn’t include any details about school…

Genre: angst to comfort

Warnings: argument, cursing, Arlo says some mean stuff, (I rushed this, I’m sorry, I usually don’t :( I wanted to finish asap)

Synopsis: Arlo treats you poorly when you're having a bad week, seeing your tears fall because of him seems to flip a switch in his mind.

Word Count: 1.7k

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It'd been cruel how the universe truly believed in how much you could handle. It's not like you were a god, after all, a few exams and plenty of expectations from everyone around you piling up was enough to wear you out. It would anyone. It felt as though you hadn't seen your boyfriend properly for days and getting back home, all you were hoping for was to fall into his embrace and sleep until your issues were forgotten, even if it were fleeting. Your bag was heavy, your belongings weighing down your arm as you dragged yourself through the door and shut it behind you with a foot. You immediately dropped your bag to the ground and slipped off your heels. You really hated that pair, but you had to wear them for a meeting with a few higher ups and now your feet screamed at you for rest.

"Arlo? Love, where are you?" You heard a gentle hum resound from the bedroom down the hall and quietly made your way down; the walk torturously long. "What are you doing here all alone? How's your work going?"

"Could be better." He answered curtly. You could tell he was irritated just by his attitude and the tone of his voice, but the way he stood staring at the basket of unfolded laundry on the floor made you feel like you should just focus on something else. You wandered over to the closet to grab a change of clothes and began to slip out of the uncomfortable clothes of the day. It was late, you noticed, eyeing the clock on the adjacent wall.

"Can I help you feel better?" You smiled softly, your eyes full of sleep as you reached behind you to unclasp your bra. Arlo turned suddenly and a perpetual frown seemed to stain his features. You quickly grabbed your night shirt and covered your half exposed chest, feeling shy under his intense gaze. "W, why are you staring?" You tried to laugh off the confusion in your voice, instead it came out as scratchy and cornered.

"You didn't do the laundry." He stated as though he wanted a yes or no answer, despite clearly seeing it hadn't been done.

"No, I haven't had time to, I've been really busy with school work, I'm sorry!"

"We're you half asleep when you put the dishes away? They're all in the wrong spots, did you truly not notice?"

"O...oh. I'm sorry, I'll get them done tomorrow if that makes you hap-" you sighed, finally realizing he was having a little tantrum of his. Arlo and his systems.

Though, you had to give it to him, he was persistent. He wanted every dish in a specific spot behind another specific dish in the right cabinet or in the right drawer. It came with the package that was him, you were fully willing to work along his schedule, it just got a bit overwhelming sometimes.

"-Forget it. You can't seem to do it the way it's meant to be done, so I'll do it." He grumbled, running a frustrated hand through his hair. "I mean, come on. I've told you countless times how it has to be, can you really not even accomplish something as simple as chores?" You clutched your shirt to your chest, feeling small; smaller than you should. Vulnerable with nothing but a pair of underwear firmly on your body. But his eyes that burned into you had made you feel as though you couldn't move. The gaze that looked down on you and made you feel like a useless child.

"Arlo, I don't think it's a big deal, I mean all the cups are going in the same place anyways. Why should it matter which-" his voice suddenly boomed over yours.

"Because it just matters okay!?" He actually began raising his voice, and you weren't nearly in the mood for an argument. But this was outright ridiculous. He picked up the basket of laundry and carelessly dropped it onto the bed, allowing the laundry to spill all over the sheets and the basket to fall to the floor at your feet. Your eyes followed, jaw working with frustration. He thought you incompetent. "A child could do this better than you, do I seriously need to remind you everytime-" the rest of his speech about 'the way things must be done' because 'there is an order to everything' that must not be looked past, went in one ear and damn straight through the other. He still had the mindset he did when he was infatuated with the hierarchy. "-Are you even listening to me!!??" He yelled, eyes piercing through you as he let his emotions rip through your resolve. "You can't do anything right; all I want is to come home to the place in order and this is what I-" he paused suddenly, when you made your way promptly out of the room with your clothes and a pillow in tow. "Where are you going!? Are you seriously walking away from me right now!!?" His eyebrows furrowed deep into the crevice between them, his irritation gaining. Quickly, you slipped into your shirt and slid a pair of shorts on, feeling tears drip down your cheeks and a slight dizziness prompted behind your eyes. Arlo was fast in catching your wrist, halfway down the hall to your living room and he was, to say the least, shocked to see the tears that stained your beautiful face. "Are-..."

Was he the cause?

Of the one thing he hated most?

He swore to never hurt you and yet you stood in your own home, crying because of him.

His entire mood switched up like a light switch.

"Are you...?" He began, his voice now soft as he took in your pained expression. "...crying?"

"I tried!! I'm trying, damn it!! Arlo, I can't do it all, everything is piling up, it feels like the world is on my shoulders, how can you try to argue with me right now!!??" You sniffled, trying to tug away from his grip. "How can you put so much on me!!?? Have you even noticed that I've been stressed out of my mind or that I've been coming home later every night or that I'm touch starved or that I miss you!!?? Why are the dishes and laundry more important!!?? I'm sorry I can't do it right but I'm... I'm-!!!" He pulled you into his strong arms, heart heavy in the cavity of his chest. Arlo placed his chin atop your head, any issues he'd had a mere minutes ago been completely forgotten. He was too upset with himself to care about the damn dishes anymore. He let his frustrations get the better of him and his emotions cloud his judgement. "How can you be so condescending!?" Your voice cracked horribly, nose squished against his firm chest as you cried into his shirt. "How can you treat me like a toddler!? I'm your girlfriend, Arlo, not your employee or your inferior or your-" he hushed you softly, sitting you both down onto the couch, he shut his eyes, wishing he had a reason to justify the way he spoke to you. Alas, he did not and his stomach merely churned fit the idea that this could have been the last straw for you. "I'm your girlfriend..." you barely whispered, frustration lacing your tone with sadness. Arlo couldn't find his words, for once. You were the one and only person that could render him desperate and speechless at the same time.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I don't know... I don't know why I said those things, I,I didn't mean them-"he paused, pulling you away to wipe the tears gently from below your eyes, his fingers grazing your soft skin and holding your face like you were a jewel he couldn't drop. "I was just taking my anger out on you, I would never say anything like that in my right mind- I... I'm sorry." He kissed away your last tears and met your eyes. "I don't care about the chores, I don't." You sniffled a time or two and Arlo felt his heart break in half. He never would have made you cry had he been himself and not allowed his feelings take control of him. "I love you. I can't lose you. Forgive me. Please, love; I will never speak to you that way again. I was frustrated, I’m sorry I didn’t think about your issues as well. I would never say those things to you of all fucking people in my right mind, I know it’s not that important, of course I do… I miss you so much and I haven’t seen you all week— and it’s making me anxious, I just handle it the wrong way... It will not happen again, I can asure you.” He chanted out in hopes you would believe him. “I don’t know what came over me…” he whispered to himself. He treated people like his inferiors in the past, it was no secret. But you? Of all people, he lashed out at you? It’d never really happened before and for a second, Arlo realized he could have single handedly pushed you away for good. His blue eyes bore into yours and the gentle blonde locked from his head fell against your temple as he stared at you. “I love you. I apologize.”And despite the anger and frustration and sadness you'd been feeling mere minutes ago, it all felt washed away when your boyfriend lifted your head between his hands and hesitantly leaned down to meet your lips in a soft, deep kiss. He felt unsure as to whether you were still too mad to want to touch him, but with the way you leaned into the kiss as if you didn't want to part, told him otherwise. In fact, Arlo began getting worried for your oxygen supply or lack thereof when you wouldn't take a break, even as he leaned away to part...

However when he did manage to break away (for both of your sakes), and you told him that, "It's okay." And that, “I forgive you.” Arlo felt as though he was the one who had lost his air. He smiled wide and crushed you against him, leaving himself a mental note to finish the house chores for you today, so that you could sleep.

#Arlo #Arlo UnOrdinary #UnOrdinary #arlo x reader #argument #angst #angst to comfort #UnOrdinary x reader #Arlo Argument

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thedevilsruby · 10 months

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ASMArlo (onesided Arloxreader oneshot)

AU in which Arlo is an ASMR artist on PokeTube and you are hooked on his videos and may or may not have a huge crush on him.

You groaned as you plopped onto your couch. Work was exhausting, your coworkers were total idiots and your boss was impossible to please.

At least you were home, away from it all.

You pulled up your laptop, turned the volume up and pulled up one of your favorite videos.

A man with goggles and black hair with a red streak appeared on your screen. You blushed at the sight of him and his username, ASMArlo.

It was a creative username, combining Arlo with ASMR. You loved that about him. You loved everything about him.

"Hey," He whispers soothingly to the camera. "You have a bad day today?"

"You have no idea..." You mumbled.

"That's okay, we all have our off days." He replies as if actually speaking to you. "I'm so proud of you, you're doing so great."

"Thank you..." You blushed.

"Here, need a backrub?" He asks, getting a bottle of lotion out and tapping his nails on it, creating a satisfying sound. "Because you know I'll give you one if you ask."

"Yes please..." You groaned, wishing he was here for real. You did need an actual backrub.

"Okay, good, I'll be gentle, I promise." He assures you, squirting lotion onto his hand. and acting as though he was giving you a rub, creating a satisfying rubbing sound. "There we go, just relax. It's all going to be okay."

You groaned, imagining Arlo's hands on you, keeping you safe and relaxed. You wished you were together for real. You were his and he was yours.

"Is this good? Yeah? That's good, I'm so glad I could help you." He whispers. "Is there anything else I can do for you?"

You knew what was coming next. "Candy please." You said.

"You want your favorite candy? Of course." Arlo says, grabbing a bowl of sweets he had nearby. He opens one, crinkling the wrapper and sending tingles down your spine.

"Just eat as much as you want. It's all for you." He says.

"Thanks..." You sigh.

Just then, the effect of eyes opening and closing appear on the screen.

"Are you sleepy?" Arlo asks "Yes?" Okay, I'll go get a blanket and you can sleep as long as you want, I'll be there for you. I love you and I'm so proud of you."

And with that the video ends. You sigh and wish it wasn't over. You didn't want to leave Arlo yet.

Then again, that's what the other videos were for.

I've only indulged in ASMR a few times so I hope this was okay! Thanks for reading!

#pokemon #pokemon go #leader arlo #team go rocket leader arlo #arlo x reader #somewhat #reader has a huge crush on Arlo

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jennxzzx · 3 months

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Arlo x Reader

Advertencias: nada, solo es un one shot suave de Arlo.

Resumen: siempre que Arlo y tu están a punto de besarse alguien los interrumpe.

Arlo era paciente, de verdad que lo era, pero eran estas situaciones las que lo ponían de los nervios.

Ninguno de los dos sabe cuando ni como pasó pero tendrían esta tensión entre ustedes.

Ahora que Arlo ya no era rey, no tenía que preocuparse mucho por su imagen y su reputación, sin embargo parecía que todos se habían puesto de acuerdo para separarlos cada vez que estaban cerca.

Como cuando el y tu estaban viendo los horarios del refugio e inevitablemente sus rostros estarían demasiado cerca y Arlo estaría demasiado ansioso por besarte hasta que Remi entra al salón y avisa con una pila de libros en sus brazos, "Oigan ayúdenme un poco".

De mala gana Arlo agarra un par de libros de sus brazos y pasa por al lado tuyo susurrando dulcemente, algo que solo contigo haría, "Cuando estés libre ve a la azotea".

Remi pareció no darse cuenta de la molestia de Arlo ni del momento íntimo y privado que acababa de interrumpir así que siguió ordenando los libros en las estanterías del club.

Llega la hora libre y tu vas a la azotea como Arlo solicitó. No mucha gente va a la azotea y menos cuando ve a dos altos rangos allí.

Tu sonríes y dices su nombre.

Arlo te mira con alivio al ver que tal vez esta vez no los interrumpirian.

Claro, hasta que Seraphina entra con John.

"Dios..", Arlo murmura con irritación.

"Ey, no sabía que venían aquí", Seraphina dice con simpleza sin saber que dos de sus mejores amigos estaban a punto de por fin tener un tiempo a solas.

Y así siguieron los días. Arlo intenta atraparte sola un momento pero siempre alguien los busca a ambos y el confiaba firmemente que lo hacían apropósito.

Podrían haberse juntado afuera de la escuela solos, si, pero Arlo no haría tal audacia.

Tu notaste la molestia y la impaciencia de Arlo ya que tu estabas igual.

Los pasillos están vacíos, todos en clases y Arlo yendo al baño hasta que una mano lo empuja a un aula vacía, Arlo se da vuelta con gran enojo y preparado para golpear a alguien hasta que te ve y su rostro se suaviza.

"Sólo besame rápido antes de que alguien venga" solicitas con impaciencia justo cuando Blyke entra al aula.

"Oigan chi-", "Jódete", Arlo lo mira con desagrado antes de agarrar tu barbilla y besarte por fin.

Arlo era paciente, demasiado paciente hasta que lo jodian demasiado.

"No me mates Arlo", Blyke ruega mientras sostiene su teléfono en alto con una foto de ustedes dos para mostrarle a Remi y a Isen quienes no le creerían sin evidencia.

#arlo x reader #arlowebtoon #webtoon #unordinary #extraordinario #arlo unordinary

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their-dearest · 2 years

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God, the thought of Arlo in this <33

He'd look like a king (and I'd be his consort with a heartbeat)

#unordinary #unordinary headcanon #arlo x reader #unordinary arlo

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halfmoth-halfman · 1 year

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Gust

Bury Me Near My Workshop (fluff) - “You have a cold, you’re not dying.”

Arlo

Something Borrowed, Something Blue (fluff) - Finding the other wearing their clothes. Seasons of Love (fluff/angst) - Ch. 1, Ch. 2, Ch. 3, Ch. 4, Ch. 5, Ch. 6, Ch. 7, Ch. 8, Finale

#my time at portia masterlist #fic masterlists #gust x reader #arlo x reader

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box-of-forgotten-memories · 10 months

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Late Night Coffee

Pairing: Arlo Octavius x Reader

Word count: 459

Disclaimer: Arlo is my best friends version of Otto Octavius, paired with their spiderverse that they had made ♡ What I am writing is THEIR canon!

Reader is gender neutral

Your pace was brisk as you walked through the halls of the lab, two coffees in hand with a proud smile on your face, not minding the gentle sting of the heat. You had promised Arlo that’d you’d bring him something to get him up and going during a late night at the lab, nonstop experimenting and tweaking upon his creations.

“Arlo dear? Could you get the door? My hands are full” You called out so sweetly, hearing a few clanging and muffled swears as soft metallic clicking got closer.

“No! Stay! I’ll get the door in a moment…oh damnit” He was heard groaning as the tapping and clicking of metal drew closer, and a tentacle gently peeked out the door, whirring in excitement at the sight of your face. With delicate intent, it wrapped around what it presumed was Arlo’s coffee, bringing it to the scientist’s lips as another brought you inside, coiling around your waist lovingly.

“Yes yes hello my darlings” You let a giggle slip past your lips, a smile twitching at the corners of your mouth “I see they missed me more than you have” Your brow flicked upward, awaiting an excuse or response as he simply grunted and waved you off, turning and getting back to his work. Arlo was preoccupied now, your only company being the low humming purr of the metallic tendrils surrounding you, simply filled with glee as you pet and kissed each one.

“You treat them well, you know? They enjoy your company” Arlo spoke after a while, making you snort

“Oh he speaks!” You said sarcastically, earning you an eyeroll and the softest twitch of a smirk, a breathy chuckle leaving him

“Oh hush now, you’re being dramatic. I speak all the time…”

“Yeah, when cursing out your little projects, take a seat and have some coffee with me, it won’t kill you to do that” Your attempt to convince him was short lived, hands tracing along his shoulders, allowing your thumbs to press into the divots in his skin. Arlo let out a pleased sigh as you rubbed and pushed against the tense muscles, his shoulders dropping as he relaxed for the first time. “See? There you go…cmon, have some coffee”

“FIne…fine…If it’d get you off my back, literally” Arlo smiled for the first time tonight, closing his eyes as the tentacles sat him down, bringing his beverage to his mouth, allowing him to sip lightly. He seemed to wait a long while before speaking to you, hesitating as his lips parted.

“Thank you…for forcing me down like this” Is all he said, and while you didn’t respond, he could see the victorious smile play upon your lips. You had him wrapped around your finger, that’s for sure

#arlo octavius #arlo x reader #across the spiderverse #spiderman atsv x reader #spiderman atsv #atsv x reader

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obxologies · 4 months

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thinking about rafe noticing reader's lipstick smudged on his neck after they fuck in the bathroom at a party and he decides to leave it to tease reader. kelce is the first to notice the dark red smudge on his skin when he shifts into light and he's quick to comment on it teasing the couple. rafe smirks and turns to reader who's leaning back against the couch with her legs in his lap, "someone just couldn't wait until the party was over." he's fully expecting her to shy away or scold him, but then she looks up at him with a small sweet smile and shrugs seemingly innocent, "how could i?" her teeth tug on her bottom lip. rafe swears he's never been more in love.

#obxologies #rafe cameron #rafe cameron x reader #rafe cameron x fem!reader #rafe cameron x female reader #rafe cameron x kook!reader #rafe cameron smut #rafe cameron one shot #rafe cameron fic #rafe cameron imagine #rafe cameron smut fic #rafe cameron blurb #drew starkey #drew starkey x female reader #drew starkey smut #✉︎ arlo's concepts

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misstycloud · 2 months

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How to stop your husband from being weird: situation one- digging in the middle of the night.

One of the things that I have noticed about my dear husband, Arlo (bless his soul), is the constant digging in our backyard; he leaves in the middle of the night and when I dare glance out the window, I see him. His back is always facing towards me, so I can’t get a good look at his face. He is a very expressive person and I can tell what he thinks from simply looking at his face, hence why this is somewhat concerning.

Had I known that my dearest would wake up during ungodly hours of the night, get dressed, fetch the garden tools from the shed, and then proceed to dig a massive hole, then maybe I would have hesitated to say ‘yes’. (Do not be worried, I love my husband deeply and this was just a little joke.)

Joke aside, it is still very annoying. Does he not know this will keep me awake too? I have work to do and I can’t keep on going if my sleep is this disturbed. I would have to be some sort of abomination- a vampire perhaps?

That is not all; I find dirt particles inside our house; I clean for nothing apparently.

I have tried bringing this up(somewhat hard to ask your spouse why they are leaving you all cold and lonely in the middle of the night) with Arlo, but every time he changed the subject. The audacity! He even asks me if I’m ill and is in need of a doctor. I tell him ‘I am quite fine thank you very much!’ and remind him my eyesight is good, I’m not imagining things and I know he’s been up to something in the yard. I also know he’s not preparing to pot new plants for summer so he better not try that with me.

Last time I tried prying the answer out of him, he finally relented and gave me what I wanted.

His explanation: I have been finding a lot of roadkill and other deceased animals lately. I didn’t want you to have to see it. You know I work so many hours, I don’t have time during the day, that’s why I bury them at night. It’s horrible, but understandable since they’re rebuilding the library and trucks loaded with materials drive by often.

Whether I believe this explanation or not doesn’t matter. There is factor agreeing with his explanation and there are ones that goes agaisnt it.

Those vouching for him: it is true that trucks drive by often these days since the library really did catch on fire recently. It was an unfortunate accident casued(according to the police) by some teenagers. They played around with a lighter and things escalated beyond their control. The saddest part is that I can’t go to the library anymore, I suppose I’ll have to find new hobbies to entertain myself until the library is rebuilt and restocked with books. Another thing is that I do like animals and it definitively wouldn’t be fun to see a run-over one in real life. My husband is very caring and wouldn’t expose me to something he knows I hate, therefore it makes sense for him to bury them in secret. Besides, his job is demanding and he actually wouldn’t be able to do so in the day.

All of this form one solution that is: burying the dead animals in secret from his wife(me) during nighttime as to not disturb me or his work hours. (If we look away from the fact I wake when he does)

Factors indicating he’s lying: how come I have never found a roadkill if they are so common nowadays? It’s unusual for him to come home before me, and if he’s that busy with work, it wouldn’t make sense for him to find all of them before I’ve even caught a whiff of something foul nearby. You see what I mean? Secondly, there is not reason why he should be the one doing all this work. Surely there are professionals dealing with here things? In that case then he should call them instead and tell those truck-drivers to be more careful.

Ultimately this is very suspicious, but what else can I do? Statistically, there is a high chance(I believe?) that your husband will have at least one weird hobby. I will have to live with that and I have said to him ‘I love you more than anything and if this is something you wish to do then o won’t question you.’

He was almost in tears, it was adorable. He said, ‘Yes, my love, thank you. I also love you more than anything in this world and I would be damned if something came between us.’

Afterwards I lectured him on not bringing in dirt in the house again, though. This was his answer: of course not, my darling!

To summarise this incident: my husband still visits the outdoors at night, however not as often as before. I warned him, too, of being careful because a bunch of men have been going missing lately and I’d be devastated if his name came up on of of those reports. I shouldn’t say this- but I will- I’m kind of happy those men are gone. I recognised their names and/or faces from the papers, you see. It turns out that all of them were ones I’d met previously. I won’t bore you with the details, but they weren’t pleasant encounters.

Everyday I have checked the floor for dirt and have found none. This is very good news for my ‘cleaning-spirit’. Whenever I feel Arlo leaving the bed I have decided to relax my mind and go back to sleep again. Then, if I’m still half-awake, I will feel him laying down beside me once more and together we drift off to dreamland.

The lesson I learned from this is that you don’t have to ‘fix’ everything about your partner, and they are allowed to have their special hobbies. There is a difference if you’re being harmed in the process, though. If that’s the case then you should immediately speak up about it and you compromise. Remember, communication is key!

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Written by: (Y/n) (L/n)

#male yandere #oc #obsessed #yandere oc #possesive #misstycloud oc #Arlo oc #yandere husband x wife reader #How to stop your husband from being weird

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4izawas · 1 year

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pls may i have a crumb of diluc being gentle n kind im spreading my cheeks n dragging myself across the floor to u this isn't arlo no it's not @tinie at all they hate diluc they would never ask for this

which cheeks is not tinie spreading 🤨🤨

a soft hum leaves diluc’s lips as he rolls over in bed, hiding his eyes from the bright sun streaming in from the window by burying his face in the soft skin of your neck. breathing in deeply, he wraps his arms around you and holds you close. despite always sleeping with our bodies more or less tangled up, at some point in the night you’d drifted away from him and were on your own side by yourself.

“no,” he grunts into your neck, knowing you couldn’t hear him since you were still asleep but not caring. “mine.”

you mumble something in your sleep that he doesn’t catch, and he just burrows further into you, clutching you tightly. you were so warm, and so comforting — the perfect thing to come home to during a harsh winter’s night.

you’d whined when he’d crawled under the covers last night, bothered by how cold his toes were when he pressed them against you beneath the blankets. he’d just laughed and cuddled you close, and your warmth had leeched into his chilly body as time progressed. after your first complaints ( that only really veiled your excitement that he was finally, finally home ), you’d snuggled up against him with your bare chests pressing together, content to hold one another. sleep came for both of you, and then suddenly for diluc it was morning.

he didn’t want to wake up yet. he wanted to stay in bed, stay in your arms, stay warm with you. morning meant work and exhaustion and drunkards. with a deep breath, diluc lets his body relax.

maybe he’d take the day off.

#diluc x reader #diluc ragnvindr x reader #tinie #arlo <3 #neppy has mail !!#neptune.anon #neptune’s fishies.🐡

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bullet-prooflove · 1 month

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All the little flowers gave me something to believe in

References to what you told Arlo in Beachside

Every year on your birthday Arlo buys you flowers. That didn’t stop when he was away in Mexico. Once a year he would drive to a payphone in the middle of Buttfuck nowhere with a prepaid credit card and order a bouquet of wildflowers. When they turned up at your home you would know that he was alive, that he was still out there thinking about you.

That changes when you hit year four, your birthday comes and goes and no flowers appear. Something inside of you just dies because Arlo, he never forgets. It takes you a couple of months to come to terms with it, the fact that Arlo’s not coming back. It’s been four years since you’ve laid eyes on him but there’s always been this hope…

Dating Michael Plank is easy, so is accepting his proposal.

You’ve craved stability since Arlo’s death, something to anchor you and that’s Michael through and through. It’s what he’s drafted his campaign slogan on.

It’s the morning of your wedding that the bouquet arrives at your apartment. It’s not the one you’re expecting, with red roses and baby’s breath. It’s a handtied bloom of wildflowers, the cornflowers the exact same shade of blue as Arlo’s eyes.

You know in that moment you realise you can’t marry Michael.

Your heart still belongs to a redhaired wild man in Mexico.

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scarlettromanov · 2 days

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CHAPTER TWENTY NINE: BISHOP SECURITIES

Chapter Twenty Nine: Bishop Securities - is now up on AO3. Click the link above to read :)

#business as unusual #bau au #wandanat #arlo chit chats #natasha romanov #wandanat x y/n #wanda x you #wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff x reader #natasha x reader

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michixoxo · 13 days

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"𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙨/𝙤?"

how would unO main cast boys (arlo, john, blyke, isen) treat their s/o?

John

i don't think you know how much he loves you.

you are his whole WORLD and he'd give anything to be with you

he's definitely bordering on clingy, always wanting to be near you but understanding if that can't always happen (though he pouts and mopes)

then again, he also depends on you for a lot of his happiness and emotional stability.

his mood swings like a pendulum based on your every action. even more so during king John era. he tries not to make you worry but his anger is inevitable and he'd end up lashing out on you.

yet, in his heart, he wants the best for you. he holds you high up onto a pedestal and has a lot of respect for you.

during his cripple arc, many people would also target you by association based on if you were weaker than them, and the low tiers definitely mocked your relationship.

he put on a nonchalant face for you but became deeply insecure about how you felt about it. whether or not he was lying didn't matter if you thought it was true.

he contemplated if he should be honest with you. however, he stalls long enough that eventually, when you tell him that you're not bothered by it, all his anxiety washes away.

has he said how much he loves you?

overall, he'd never be the best boyfriend, but as long as his mentality is okay, then he strives to be.

Arlo

MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN

the students of Wellston joke and whisper about how different he is to you than everyone else.

"favoritism at its finest"

he doesn't think he's that much different really. all he does is walk you to class, help you do your homework, write notes for you, save you the triple chocolate cake-

okay, maybe he's a little different.

he definitely thinks that love is conditional. so, he tries to maintain his usefulness as a boyfriend by doing things for you. not like he minds, but its much less out of the goodness of his heart than you think it is.

still he tries! if you're weaker than him then everyone already knows that you're off limits with any type of bullying or violence against you. you're "his", and that makes his heart flutter more than he likes to admit.

not unsurprisingly, you're not immune to his negative traits.

there will be times where he'll lie to you for his best interest. you might ask him to be gentler to Wellston's opponents during turf wars and he'll say "okay", only for you to find out that all the opponents got hospitalized.

he doesn't lie to hurt you, in fact, he lies in order to keep from upsetting you. he isn't that emotionally in tune but he knows when something he does will impact you. so, isn't he just sparing you?

overall, he's very protective over you. not the best boyfriend, but investing in a lie detector might prove more useful than actually expecting him to communicate effectively.

Blyke

absolute cutie patootie

boy next door vibes straight away

you guys probably placed cutest couple in some not-so-secret school wide vote. and how could you not?

you guys are always next to each other, but not enough to be annoying to everyone else. the "conjoined at the hip" and "where's your other half" are everyone's first sentence once they notice you both aren't together.

and he's so soft towards you. like he'll look at you and just smile, basking in your presence. when he says he'll do anything for you, he means it, and you know he does.

he'd like to take you out to different places, all very casual. having a gym date or a picnic is one of the many activities you two do together.

that said, insecurity is an evil, ugly thing.

you know deep down that no matter how long you stay by his side, there's no way you'll ever be apart of "The Trio", four's a crowd if you couldn't already tell by the secret inside jokes they whisper around each other or how they disappear at night randomly and only are back in the dawn of the morning.

once you find out about the vigilante stuff, you are tempted to tell him to stop, that he's risking his life. but you know that it's only an ultimatum, "me, or them?". an ultimatum you're destined to lose.

so, you stay quiet. and he does too. because you know, he knows. and he knows, if it ever came down to it, what he'd chose.

overall, there isn't a fault to be found with this cutie pie. he's cute, you're cute, and together, you're the cutest. so, stay in your place, wouldn't want to ruin anything now would you?

Isen

look at him. look. LOOK AT HIM RIGHT NOW

yall are so annoying together its actually insane.

like you both compliment each other so well that its like having two isens all the time, always making sarcastic comments and unhelpful tidbits.

you know-it-alls are the schools worst nightmare. if you're in the press club as well then everyone is always on high alert. they never know when one of you might catch them red-handed and then plaster it on every wall of the school, ruining their reputation, getting them expelled, taking their health insurance away-

but when you're alone, you guys are each other's best friends. he'd be really comfortable being vulnerable with you and telling you secrets, he'd trust you a lot and you'd be his biggest confidant.

which is great until arlo wants to know something and diverts his wrath onto you instead

depending on how strong you are, you aren't really that afraid of arlo or john which leads to moments where he's hiding behind you while you stare up at the two god-tiers.

but, despite it all, you face the same struggles as blyke's s/o

no matter how much you mean to him, it will always pale in comparison to what they mean to him. he might tell you about the vigilante stuff first, though only after mounting pressure.

before you can even get a word out, he yells that he won't stop, that he can't leave them alone. you wonder, "you can't leave them but you can with me?"

maybe you argue, maybe you don't, but he's made his choice.

overall, you're both insufferable. but you're insufferable together, and that's all that matters right? he loves you, so don't give him a reason not to.

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