#bit of a rant but hehehe

[idioticsky]

So this new ROTTMNT OC... Tell me more about her!!!!

What do each of the boys + April and Splints think of the lil addition? Who does she seem to favor or lean toward more? Does she have or get any Ninpo? I'm assuming she's welcomed as a Hamato to do so? HER IN THE FUTURE?????

... And what would her and Tams interacting be like you think? 👀

*cue evil laughter* which one? I have like 2 now, both of them you know but I just have never introduced to this blog-

But I assume you're talking about Danny, so let me give a little picrew and backstory (I'll find the picrew link to the first one at some point but I wanna share this first, also link to the second one)

This little bitch right here is Danny, a trans fem witch, let me explain her-

I made Danny like a year ago then forgot about her until I started up a rp with Cherry and I've been using her for more things ever since.

Danielle (used to be called David) Gray was born 300 years ago in Italy. You might be questioning how she can live so long, we will get to it. She was then known as one of her parents two children, their sons. She was told and forced to be practically perfect because they had an image to uphold and would not let a child ruin it. Sooner or later, her older brother, Lucas Gray, ran away when she was 100, leaving her alone until she also found her escape around 50-100 years later. She had somehow found her way to the hidden cities and found a way to the one in New York.

There she changes her name, her face, everything about her that she wanted. Danny then made her way to the surface after staying in the hidden city for a long while, making friends with her roommates, Aqua, Nora and Selene. She then meets Tamsin, who she met before when she was first adjusting to New York, a friend. They reconnect and Tamsin would probably introduce her to April.

The way she meets the turtles is a bit different tho. You see, her and her roommates like to have tea days like every Friday and she wanted to get yet another tea set for the house. Need less to say, Leo ends up crashing throw the window of the little tea shop and landing in front of Danny. Instead of being horrified like any normal human, Danny is just really curious about them, she wants to know more about these turtle mutants. I think the boys would be confused by this, but after a while accept her as a new friend. She'd get along well with Splinter and April, with her being calm one on one, but still chaos with others. Danny would soon get closer with the boys and ends up hanging around Leo and Donnie the most, Donnie cuz chaos and Leo cuz she loves to annoy him. She ends up getting closer with Leo and even ends up dating him tho.

As for if she has Ninpo: yes, she has her magic so she never really uses it. She doesn't even really realize she has it until it just kinda shows up during a fight. Her Ninpo is kinda a transportation tool, it's really just like inhuman speed (because of this I think Leo gives her the nickname Zips lmao).

And for her in the future, this part goes two ways.

● Bad timeline: Danny would end up fighting on the front lines, but only for a little while. She has this thing where if she experiences too much stress or overwhelming emotions, she just has this ringing in her ears that can last years, because of the high amounts of stress in the resistance and everything, she becomes mostly deaf. She can still technically hear, but not well enough to understand people without them having to sign out what they mean to her. Her and Leo do get unofficially married during this time tho, even having two kids: Naomi and Michael (if people want I'll make a follow-up post about them and everything). She doesn't make it to the end of the apocalypse tho, she dies during a Krang attack on one of the resistance bases. The entire place blew up basically.

● Good timeline: Danny and Leo would get closer after stopping the Krang invasion. They would get married later on with a over-the-top wedding and everything. They still do have Naomi and Michael, but also another daughter named Suzu (once again, I'll make a follow-up about their kids if y'all wanna see). That timeline I haven't really though too much about tho.

Also her and Tams interactions are so funny in my head it's just like-

Danny: ya think I could fit 20 marshmallows in my mouth?

Tams: ... you're an idiot- and a coward, do 30

And about how she lives so long. Her magic keeps her alive. You see, magic in my head is basically like a life force for some, it can extend someone's life to an extent, but either how much magic Danny has in her body from connecting with her ancestors and members of her family, she's basically immortality from natural causes. Magic is kinda like blood tho, if you lose enough if it, you're gonna die, so too much spell casting or bleeding out since it it literally connected to your blood in a way, you're dead. Explaining how she can die in the bad timeline.

They're so silly I love them-

#rottmnt #rottmnt oc #bit of a rant but hehehe

[hyperfixozone]

So. . .May 13th was the day the English servers on DRPG got taken down. I- mmm. It was funny because we decided to get it again after so long and we decided to download it RIGHT as they closed down. That was at 6 am. I stayed up all night finding silly memes on Tumblr, and it was a great night. Oh boy but once I figured out DRPG was no longer playable? Horrible day. Everything seemed to go wrong. And it was just eugfhg.

( Downloaded the JP version because we were desperately wanting the game,, so now I giggle everytime I follow Vals story and I CAN'T UNDERSTAND IT BUT IT'S OKAY BECAUSE I CAN PLAY IT AGAIN WOOHOOO!!!! )

#disgaea #valvatorez #disgaea rpg #sad hours everyone #At least we still get to play it hehehe #kind of a silly rant don't mind this #this is a bit long too

[larrysballetslippers]

first thing to come to mind when i say: best moment of 2022

Hheeyy

Well when I went to a queer social drink/party with my two best friends in the summer! I had the most fun that night even though my mom found out I am bi hehe. It was a whole experience and I loved every moment of it. It was my first time going out and my first time in a queer setting as well. I danced and drunk some cocktails and even did a shot. I didn't get drunk (not for me, tipsy is max for me), so I was so aware of everything but it was just amazing. That was a life defining night for me, I just know it. It's the crowd I wanted to be around, even though I know no one. Now I know a few more queer people in my area and I never been more happy.

#ranted for a bit hehehe #but this was fun!! #ella #asks

[berryblu-soda]

Ah yes, the stardust squad WIP

Sorry i sound insane, i love them ok??

#i design characters around a motif sometimes; especially if theyre non human #most of em are usually at least a bit human but these guys are kinda a special case; or shall i say *spatial* #hehehe #akemi really said ´uhh yall kinda suck...´; disappeared on her family and escaped to space only to end up with these guys sticking to her #i mean they did kinda suck but im so not gonna be an akemi apologist; homegirl shot her sister with a laser #and let all the responsibility of leading/being the clan´s heir fall on her #akemi is good overall but she has so many flaws that usually affect other people rather than her #70% of the guys trying to kill her kid are bc she caused problems on purpose and got jailed before having to face the consequences #anyways! #silly oc post that devolved into an akemi rant ig haha #oc talk #stardust #shut up sheo #theres actually like 2-3 more guys to the stardust squad but these are the most prominent

[heartsfourdazai]

Hey love, hope your all right. So Hoe about dazai with an s/o who always acts cheery and all childish like him in order to hide their immense trauma. So whenever someone scolds Them bit too loud reader flinches but again brushes it off?? ❤️

SRRY IS THIS TOO LIKE ANGSTY I RLLY AM CRAVING FOR HURT TO COMFORT RN----

You don't have to do it BTW ^^

"it's okay... to not feel happy all the time."

taglist : @justcallmesakira @riiwrites @silverbladexyz @atlasnessie

warnings : angst to comfort, lowercase writing, cursing, mention of past abuse, evil exes(heheh scott pilgrim), kunikida is SOOOO out of character holy shiiitttt (╥﹏╥) not proofread, sorry!!

HAII BABEEEE!!! consider your cravings feed!! i'm actually like this irl omg is that why i'm so excited to write this???? hope you enjoy

i love dazai so much :( my back hurts from slouchinggg i'll have back problems by the time i'm fricking twenty!!!!

osamu dazai x gn reader

dazai

HEADCANONS ₊˚ෆ

you are so cute.

almost everyday is a new adventure for him when he's with you.

he's the first thing you see in the morning.

he opens his eyes and your all in his face like; "hi, sisters!!" and he literally shrieks, but don't tell anybody.

you start tickle fights with him all the time when you seem to be in an upset mood or just want to hear him laugh, but can you ever win?

he will play along with you because too be honest; he is just as childish as you are from time to time. ESPECIALLY when he's with you!!

you grab his arm a lot and jump up and down when something really gets you excited.

once, kunikida agreed to use his card to buy you some ice cream at the fair and you grabbed onto dazai's arm and almost slapped him in the face with his own hand.

he's never really understood why you get so like that over something so childish.

be glad it's not fyodor; SHEESH.

until, one evening.

you screwed up on a mission with atsushi; too which caused kunikida to throw his anger out on you. all the two of you were ordered to do, was to steal the documents you were ordered to retrieve in order to take down this small organization of scary gifted (not the port guys; •⤙•)

atsushi had to save you from a sudden attack, injuring him in the process, having no other choice but to retreat.

yosano treated him up right away.

atsushi noticed the way your arms would flinch up to your face each time kunikida would raise his voice, but honestly kunikida was just ranting about how stupid it was for you to get distracted over such a childish thing like a stray kitten.

he gave kunikida a look, saying to calm down and just go rage somewhere else without having you in the room.

after that you mentioned none of this to dazai; however atsushi thought telling him the way you reacted would be the right thing to do as both your friends.

SCENARIO ₊˚ෆ

"HOW can you be so careless, y/n?!"

it was almost like you felt a knife stab through your rib.

over and over for the past couple minutes kunikida has been going off about you getting distracted on the mission you and your weretiger friend, atsushi nakajima, were assigned on.

"i thought you would be perfect for this job because of how focused you were on all our other missions. WHAT HAPPENED?"

you gulped on your spit, your arms shalking from the once again booming voice come from kunikida.

it was a simple mistake-

"SIMPLE??"

atsushi side eyed you to see how you were holding as he was just awkwardly standing beside you as kunikida continued to just shout at you.

he would noticed your lips tremble ever so slightly, you head held down low as your fingers played with the fabric of your pants as you plucked up the courage to finally speak; "i'm sorry, kunikida. i didn't mean to screw up-"

"we'll, you wouldn't have to be sorry if you had just DONE YOUR JOB!"

your eyes were fixated on the floor still as you took in a deep breath, "jesus, i knew you were childish, but y/n what the fuck!?"

he swore.

atushsi was also getting a bit uncomfortable at kunikida's screaming session.

"atsushi got hurt on this mission, y/n, because you!"

without another word, you ran past atsushi who reached out t grab you back, however kunikida told him to let you go as he sat at his desk, removing his glasses, rubbing the bridge is nose.

with a frown he watched as you ran, looking at the carpeted floor to notice some tear stains following the exit.

you ran.

and ran, and ran, and ran.

into on coming traffic, past strangers who complained when you accidently bumped into them, and to yours and dazai's apartment.

there you were now. standing in the lobby of the apartment, the security guard awkwardly looking at you as you entered the elevator that has opened after a couple of seconds of waiting.

you used the mirror to look at yourself in as you quickly tried to wipe the tears away from your face, and maybe any makeup you may have had on? does it matter, it all melted away anyways!

your floor arrived, and the ding from the elevator dinged as you exit it and slowly walk toward the door of your home.

you fumbled for your keys that were in your pocket, even after all that running and bumping you did to get here, hands shaking with fear.

kunikida's voice echoed through your head; "are you really that childish? he never seemed to care...why does he have to shout?? there's no need for it, no? and even atsushi was there, double the embarrassment!!"

"'donna!?"

dazai's voice rang through your head as you looked up at him at the door step. oh, right, you unlocked the door but have yet to open it, causing osamu to do it for you.

"i thought you were at work, your shift doesn't end till..oh, well you still have 35 minutes?"

you pushed the thoughts in your head in the back of your mind, and gave him the biggest smile you could muster and hugged him, giggling and spinning around until you reached inside.

"don't worry, i just felt like coming home early to see my handsome and amazing boyfriend, who promised me ice cream waffles when i did get home!"

dazai chuckled, grabbing you by the waist and using his foot to close the door, managing to keep you in the air with one hand as he quickly used the other one to lock the door behind the two of you.

"well, i can tell someone's been excited all day?" you giggled, although your throat hurts from crying so much on the way here, dazai hadn't had seem to notice.

or so you think.

he placed you on the couch, gently kissing your lips before slowly pulling away. your eyes were still closed as he did and a smile on your face.

"feel free to choose whatever you like, my dear~" he taps the remote for the tv on your head and hands it to you; "well thank you kindly, my...man?"

he smiled at your cute comeback, causing you both to giggle as he walked to the kitchen.

you could hear him to rattle around with the toaster and opening and closing of fridges and freezers, probably for the ice cream.

when he was out of sight, you checked to feel anymore tears on your eyes and sniffled softly, not knowing dazai had already figured everything out.

"so, how was my sweethearts day, today? make any new friends?"

you chuckled, knowing he meant about the stray kittens you always seem to run to.

"it was alright, what about yours?" you tried to change the focus onto him, but he was smarter then that.

"mm, boring without my angel. day-off's are so sad without you," you heard the sound of the waffle popping out of the toaster, "didn't you have that mission today with atsushi? tell me, how did that go?

he expected the sudden silence that had filled the room. he scooped vanilla ice-cream into a small bowl for you; and only you, as he hummed.

"'donna, don't go quiet now. talk to me..."

you felt the tears roll back again. it was that voice that made you all emotional again. it was so soft and gentle, almost as if he's whispering into your when he's on the opposite of the room.

you took a shaky deep breath in as you stopped clicking the buttons on the remote, you stared at it, your hands shaking once again as you tried to control your crying.

dazai had a blank face was he added whip cream to top of the dish, and finally emerged from the kitchen...his eyes immediately on your figure which was seated on the couch, right where he left you, however your cute and childish personality wasn't.

he slowly walked over to you, his eyes drifting away from you to place the bowl on the table in front of you. you looked down to take a look at the dish; it was a waffle and ice cream scooped into it, like it's own bowl, and whip cream on the sides to give it the mountain shape, "you can do more then stare at it, ya'know?" he smiled, sitting beside you suddenly and wrapped an arm around your shoulder.

you felt yourself suddenly start crying; to which he pouts at; "it was first mission, darling, there will always be more-"

"IT'S NOT ABOUT ME FAILING IT!"

he looked at you like wide eyes and nod; "something more?"

you sighed loudly and hugged yourself, "it's just-" you kept stuttering due to your lack of breath from your sobbing,

"take your time, it's alright." he gently scratches your scalp to sooth you.

"kunikida...gohot so mahad...he...he yelled, he swore at him, he got close to my face...ahand the..thehe thoughts..ihi..ihi could only thihink abouhut my ex...whoho would do the sahame when i screhw something uhup.."

although you kept sniffling and breathing hard through, dazai understood each and every word.

his hands moved to rub the back of your neck, as his other held your hand tightly as you cuddled into him, your tears staining his dress shirt.

"ihi...just got schahared...ihi just whanted to...to have you...buhut i didn't want to bohother you with my prohoblems.."

dazai couldn't believe was he was hearing.

you, giving him problems about your mental health? what are you, MAD?? no, just insecure. which he understood completely.

"may i?" he asks, taking your cheeks in his one palm, making you look at him. not knowing what you agreeing to, he suddenly pulls you in for a tender, soft kiss.

you almost forgot what his kisses felt like, all the memories of your ex made you almost forget you have found somebody new, who will never, ever, want to hurt you without having any sense of what he's talking about.

moments later, he pulled away, placing his forehead to yours's as tears spilled from your eyes; however these were the tears that brought joy and happiness to your relationship.

he was never good with the words of comfort, however this is the reason why he is learning to be better, for you.

"there are bad, bad people in this world, and sometimes they change, some don't. i would know, but that doesn't mean everyone has such an evil heart. like you.." he chuckled, poking your chest, "you have such a pure heart, only the kindest of souls could ever have a chance to ever get close to it and open up to it. kunikida is just a grumpy man, when things don't go as planned he just goes.."

dazai circled his finger by his temple, causing that adorable smile to appear on your face.

"oh, there's that smiiile~" he laughed as he suddenly dig his long fingers into your soft sides, causing you to squeal and laugh immediately, "theres that smile, yeaah, awh~ your so cute, i could just eat you up-"

"DAHAZAI!"

you screeched when he nibbles on your neck, now tickling your upper ribs as well.

all those nasty thoughts that were in the back of your mind, dazai has a way of taking them and tossing them out the window and making sure you go to sleep with that cute smile on your face every night.

#bsd #bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs #bsd x reader #bungo stray dogs x reader #bsd x y/n #bsd headcanons #dazai x reader #osamu dazai #dazai osamu #osamu dazai x reader #dazai osamu x reader #bsd dazai x reader #bsd dazai #x reader #bsd fluff #fluff #bsd comfort #angst to fluff #bungou stray dogs dazai #dazai fluff #dazai x you #dazai bsd #gender neutral reader #reader insert #my writing #๋࣭ ⭑ rue writes 🖋

[aesthetevolans]

what genshin ships i ship because i want to rant about them

disclaimer if you don't ship these that's totally cool please don't attack me ok

kaebedo - agh like so first of all: the pining. like i bet these bitches were staring at each other in the halls of the favonius building and every time kaeya would drop off klee with albedo they would just stare at each other a little too long and klee would be like "uh guys?"

established relationship i feel like kaeya's love language is gift giving and albedo's love language is acts of service. they leave each other little flowers or notes by their doors/on their desks during their days <3

kaeya's really touchy but respects albedo's space and knows he doesn't like a lot of that. but when albedo initiates the touch kaeya goes fucking bonkers

chili/tartali/zhongchi - ok so childe fell first and MUCH harder than zhongli did. but zhongli did catch feelings after a bit and was like "of course it had to be the rascal from snezhnaya. of course." established relationship: zhongli gives childe massages a lot because he's always sore from fighting :> and at first childe was self conscious bc he has a lot of scars (i also headcanon childe has moles/freckles all over his body) which he was nervous about zhongli seeing but zhongli just like completely affirmed him that he was beautiful <333

childe's love language is physical touch and zhongli's love language is gift giving :)))

heikazu/kazuhei - so like. hc heizou intentionally pretended to not figure out kazuha's case when he was a fugitive because he was too pretty to be arrested :pleading eyes: and like after the vision hunt decree is over they start to talk and theY PINE SO FUCKING HARD. VERY HIGH LEVELS OF PINING ALERT ALERT

i think kazuha would confess first through a poem and despite heizou being smart he can't get this poem through his dummy thicc skull and didn't even realize he was confessed to until months later lol. yada yada yada they confess they kiss and they date. and despite their relationship being long-distance because kazuha's still a traveler, they always cherish the moments they do have together :> (both of their love languages are quality time)

thomato - these gays. THESE GAY PEOPLE. so like. they both fell hard but i think ayato fell first tbh. but he was like in denial about it cuz yk "oh he's my housekeeper" but he just couldn't stop thinking about thoma and gave in to his feelings heheh established relationship: thoma calls ayato by his name in private and "my lord" in public, but has slipped up once or twice and the other maids at the estate were like wtf lmao. hc thoma is even more caring and devoted as before and ayato makes sure he takes care of himself and rests properly :) and when thoma gets sick, ayato forces him to stay in bed and just spoils him with love and care eheheheeh

ayato's love language is physical touch and thoma's love language is acts of service. ayato's may come as a surprise but i feel like this man is so unbelievably touch starved that as soon as the two of them are in private ayato immediately goes to hug/cuddle with thoma lol

kavetham/haikaveh - and they were roommates.

so. alhaitham originally hated having kaveh around but eventually got used to and even enjoyed his company (he'd never admit it, of course) but they both have their routines - kaveh makes coffee in the morning for the both of them, and despite alhaitham never allowing anyone else to make coffee for him, he lets kaveh because kaveh knows exactly how he likes it. one morning when kaveh had to leave early, he left alhaitham's coffee on his nightstand for him :> hc they confessed in the middle of an argument, like "IT'S BECAUSE I LOVE YOU, OKAY?" and hilarity ensues.

alhaitham's love language is acts of service and kaveh's love language is words of affirmation. haitham will write "i love you" super small on the bottoms of kaveh's sketches just to see if he notices ehheh

cynonari/cynari - these two. cyno definitely fell first and has been pining since like their akademiya days lol. cyno kept visiting tighnari constantly in avidya and it got to the point where tighnari asked him why he visited so much and cyno simply said "because i love you" and that was that lots of sleepy cuddles together, late night chats, long tcg games ~

cyno's love language is words of affirmation and tighnari's love language is physical touch. tighnari just always wants to hold cyno's hand or let him touch his ears/tail. tighnari will randomly say "i love you" whenever they're doing literally anything together, and it always catches cyno offguard lol

thanks for reading my massive long fucking rant lol

#kaebedo #chili #tartali #zhongchi #heikazu #kazuhei #thomato #ayathoma #kavehtham #kavetham #haikaveh #cynonari #cynari #genshin ships

[yougavemeyourheartyouknow]

On thin Ice (Hockey Player! Miguel O’Hara x Figure skater! Reader)

A/N: Hehehe. Hiii :) if you haven’t noticed, I gave the chapter titles, and if you know what I’m doing with the titles then I’ll love you forever Lmaoo. Also I’m accidentally making the chapters shorter then I would like but idk how make them longer lmao. As usu, not completely proofread so excuse any typos or grammatical errors. Also I tried to throw in a small parallel cuz I LOOOVE parallels in writing. Okay enjoy:).

(Y/N)- Your name, (f/c)- favorite color.

Swearing, mentions of violence, mentions of sex/sexual stuff (No smut or NSFW content.)

Word count: 1.2K

Series Masterlist

Chapter 3: That sticks around like summat in your teeth?

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“Sooooo… wanna tell me why Miguel ‘figure skating isn’t a real sport’ O’Hara was talking you up before practice?”

Oh God. You knew this would happen.

“Okay, first of all he wasn’t talking me up-“ You rolled your eyes as you and Logan walk to your uni’s on-campus Starbucks after practice together, your (f/c) gym bag hastily thrown over your shoulder, so the bag was resting fully on your back.

“Me when I lie-“

“And second all,” you send him a playful look for interrupting you mid-sentence as you finally reach your destination, pulling the handle to the glass door, entering the busy coffee shop. “I’d rather not think about it.” Because it was all your were thinking about now.

Logan just took his hands out from his hoodie pockets and raised them up in defense. “Okay, okay… didn’t think me asking about the person my partner despises so much, would be annoying .” He joked with a small smirk, you just rolled your eyes and let out a small annoyed groan as you and Logan both grabbed your mobile orders from the counter, before making your way to a small, secluded table in the back of the cafe.

You did a quick look over at your surroundings, before leaning in slightly and began to speak in a low tone. “Okay… am I going insane, or had Miguel been acting…different towards me since last week?” You asked, Logan leaning in a bit, taking a sip of his iced coffee, before replying.

“oh no yeah, something is up with him.”

You started to nervously nibble at your bottom lip,“You’re supposed to tell me I’m going crazy.” You say with a sigh, rubbing your temples in hopes of preventing an oncoming headache for all the overthinking you were about to do, Logan just shrugged.

“As much as I’d loove to feed into your delusions, I’d rather much more make fun of you for this.” He grinned as he crossed his arms on the top of the wooden table. You quickly shot him a glare and lightly hit his shoulder, mumbling a “not funny”. Before sipping on your drink a bit. Your reaction only made his grin widen, “This is gonna be fun to watch. Do you think he’s into you? I think he is. Oh my god, is this gonna be like one of those romance novels that Kate-“ Kate is your dorm mate, “is always going on about?” You groaned as your shoved your face into hands to help hid the blush that was creeping on to your cheeks.

“Hell. No. He’s an asshole, and I hate him. I’d rather slit my throat with my own skate blades before even giving him a chance. Besides , I don’t like hockey players, especially the ones here.” You ranted after you felt your face cool down enough to finally lift your head out of your hands to look at Logan again, you knew if he saw how red your face felt, he’d never let you hear the end of it. “Not to mention, I’ve heard about all the rumors about him on campus. He’s a total manwhore.” You finished with a scowl, your hands playing with your cup. You’ve honestly lost interest in your drink, but you paid 7 dollars for it, and you’re a broke college student, so you forced yourself to take another sip.

“You say that last part like you’re considering acting on something.” You hate how he said that so causally, like you two (plus a few of your other friends) weren’t always complaining about him and his little hockey team.

“That’s- that’s not what I meant by that and you know it.” You huffed, your eyebrows furrowed together and you puff your cheeks out a bit as your lips draw together into a thin line. “Even if he wasn’t a massive dick, he isn’t my type.” Logan let out a small snort, him and his fucking snorts.

“When you say massive dick, are you sure you meant he’s a massive dick? Or did you mean he has a mass” you quickly covered his mouth with your hand before he could continue.

“Trust me Logan, he’s the last person on campus I’d want.”

—

“So you just, all of a sudden, decide to wake up one morning and be nice to her? Are you sure you don’t have a crush on her?” Peter Parker, The Spiders’ winger and Miguel’s dorm mate/best friend (wether he’d admit or not) teased the taller man with a sly smile. Miguel let out a frustrated huff as he went to try and hit Peter on the shoulder as a warning to shut up, but the shorter man quickly dodged it with a laugh.

“God. You heard me compliment her one time, and now you’re gonna misinterpret every conversation with her?” Miguel grumbled as he sat on his bed in his dorm room, Peter sitting down across from him on the floor, his back resting against his own bed as he took a handful of fries from the McDonald’s bag next to him before shoving it in his mouth.

“Mmm, yeah.” Peter replied with a full mouth, Miguel had to look away to stop himself from cringing. “So.” He swallowed his food, taking a sip of his soda before continuing, “what’s the deal? You’re actually trying to be a nicer person, or do you just wanna get in her pants?” Peter deadpanned.

“I’m not-Jesus, Peter. Do you have to say it like that?” Miguel huffed, rubbing his face a bit with his hands in an attempt to help his current feeling of embarrassment from how blunt Peter was being. “I just…didn’t realize how good she is at skating before is all…” He added in a slightly softer tone, his large calloused hand coming up to rub the back of his neck, his shoulders coming up with a slight shrug.

“Oh yeah, you’re trying to get into her pants.” Peter grinned.

“Peter.”

“Miguel.”

“Believe it or not, but I don’t only think with my dick.” Miguel deadpanned, his head tilting to the side slightly as he raises a brow.

“Ehhh, I don’t know… the amount of times you’ve kick me out of our room says otherwise.” Peter’s lips twitched up into a sly smirk, this time Peter didn’t dodge Miguel’s hand. “Ouch! Why are you getting mad at me? You’re the one who can’t keep it his pants…” He whined as he rubs his shoulder.

“I haven’t had a girl in here for weeks Parker, you know that.” Miguel glared down at Peter, before shoving his hand into the McDonald’s hand next to his friend on the floor. Earning a small “hey!” In protest from the other man, and began to nibble on the fries.

“Surprisingly…” Peter grumbled. “You going through a dry spell or something?”

“No. Just, trying to focus on school and hockey.” Miguel said as he leaned against his bed, resting his weight on his forearms. Peter scoffed in response.

“Miguel, you’re bullshitting and you know it. If you stopped messing around with half the campus for little miss ice princess-“ Miguel felt a slight burning sensation rip threw his chest when Peter referenced you by ice princess, it bothered him for some reason even though he called you that name all the time, “then who cares? But don’t try and deny it.”

“Trust me Peter, she’s the last person on campus I’d want.”

—

Taglist: @tayleighuh @cowboylikeevie @coralineyouareinterribledanger @jukioku @loser-alert

#miguel o'hara x reader #spiderman 2099 x reader #miguel o hara fanfic #miguel o'hara #miguel spiderverse #astv #astv spiderman 2099 #astv miguel #hockey au #figure skating au #miguel o’hara au #spiderman 2099 #spiderman 2099 fanfic #on thin ice fanfic

[arashrita]

Hello I was wondering if you could write: you being in history class and being told there would be a project and you need to partner up, and you look at your boyfriend (housewardens) and you both smile at each other knowing you would work together until you are told that you would be assigned a partner and you end up with Rollo who has a huge crush on you, and I just keep imagining the housewardens reactions and what they would do when they find out when you and Rollo are going to work together at Ramshackle (f! Reader please! And also I just got a funny image of this hehehe)

Hey there! Hope you are doing well! Enjoy and have a good day/night/afternoon! 💜💜

What? You and Rollo will be working together?! Why?! Hell no!!!

Riddle:

Not happy at all.

Tries to hide his jealousy but fails miserably.

Why did you agree to this, (Y/N)?

He is a man, he knows how the other man feels about you.

What absurdity!

That bloody moron!!

Will try to convince you to partner up with him instead.

Leona:

Dosen't care.

He already knew the moment Rollo's eyes landed on you.

None of his buisness, because, you are his anyways.

He trusts you.

Still, he wants to do something about it.

So, he ends up kissing you right in front of Rollo.

Rollo wasn't happy.

Azul:

Agitated.

Rolls his eyes in secret.

Keeps up his aloof facade but is already planning a thousand things to keep you away from Rollo.

Pouts when you stubbornly refuse to change partners.

Part of him wants to order the Leech twins to kill Rollo.

Will 100% try to make a deal with Rollo to stop him from partnering up with you.

Kalim:

Doesn't mind too much.

Feels a bit uneasy.

Still allows you to partner up with Rollo with a smile.

Doesn't want you too feel bothered.

Rants to Jamil for awhile.

He lets you assure him as well.

In the end everything turned out well.

Vil:

Absolutely not!

Against it.

He dislikes Rollo. (Not more than Neige.)

With some assurance, he agrees reluctantly.

Rook will keep an eye out anyways.

Watches Rollo's every movement like a hawk.

Checks up on you quite a few times.

Will be in a bad mood for the rest of the day

Idia:

(Y/N), that normie has a crush on you!

What? You know? Still you partnered up with him?!

Why?!

Is he not enough?!

Still not too happy when you tell him it's about keeping your and everyone else's faces.

Are you some kind of politician?

Why would he think that?

Makes you promise a thousand times that you will play games with him after you are done.

Malleus:

Pissed, absolutely pissed.

Child of man, for the sake of yourself and him, just don't.

Rollo is a suspicious guy.

Hates Rollo from the core of his heart.

When no logic, excuses, huffing-puffing, pouting works he lets you go.

Absolutely not happy with it.

Checks up on you after every 10 minutes.

Now, Rollo is pissed too.

#twst #disney twst #twst disney #twst boys #twst housewardens #twst headcanons #twst imagines #twst shitpost #twst random #twst crack #twst fluff #twst x reader #twst x y/n #twst x mc #twst x you #twst x yuu #twst riddle #twst leona #twst azul #twst kalim #twst vil #twst idia #twst malleus #twst rollo

[lizaluvsthis]

AYO?! BREWING ROMANCE BACK?!

I think SOOO????? :) - Brewing Romance returns everybody!

Once the Chapter is finally released come and get your meal upon reading it!

- ☆ (@shygirl4991 has got other things working on so keep things patient!)

Hehehe <3 sending hearts and love for the Cafe fans! Your local duo aint done with the cafe gays yet- and there much more to put out-

Have this good meal! [Future design]

Context: SMG4 is a bit stressed out helping each and every other friend that were part of his crew. Now that each friend had moved out and found their destiny.

It's what SMG4 needs to say the least that he does quite miss his crew in other times.

SMG4 pays each and every other of his friends a visit and get to chat for a bit. But from time to time, each of his crew are a bit busy.

And there yet has made him stuck in sorrow with the friends he used to hang out with, continued tearing apart due to their new job/life to go on.

It was later afternoon.

SMG4 comes by at his Husband's Cafe where Three welcomed him with open arms, asking how his day was. Four ranted everything with how his friends are slowly moving on and on having less time with their former leader that once lead the crew in.

SMG4 got down to his knees hugging three tightly feeling hurt, SMG3 being the loving husband he trully is to four. Gave him a touch to his shoulder and comforted him.

SMG3 chuckled, he knows what its like to have the feeling of separation and being attached to someone you used to know.

Keeping things permanent would all stay the same, but thats not what he'd want for the rest of his life.

This is why... change matters.

SMG3 gave him a soft and gentle smile, melting all of Four's problems away by just the second his eyes had come across with his partner's gorgeous face.

He offered on giving him a cup of coffee and chill with him for a moment...

#lizaluv #shygirl4991 #my art #smg3 coffee n bombs #smg4 smg3 #smg4 #smg3 #smg34 #coffee n bombs au #3’s coffee n’ bombs #smg3 coffee and bombs au #brewing romance

[techn0tony]

✨ Transatello ✨

Finally I will rant a bit about my Separated AU! The premise is that Donnie and Mikey were raised by Draxum, while Leo and Raph were raised by Splinter. Here are Donnie's and Mikey's designs so far. Their uniforms are the same instead of their favourite colours because while my Draxum isn't going to be unredeemable, he is still a controlling and cold parent, especially in the beginning of the AU. He is raising them to be warriors and making them help in his quest to eradicate humans.

I haven't written down many headcanons yet but fun fact! Donnie is FTM trans (he/they), and so is Leo (he/him)! I just haven't designed Leo or Raph yet because I wanted to focus on Donnie and Mikey for now. I don't yet have established headcanons for Mikey or Raph's genders.

I like to think that one day Donnie just walked past Draxum like "Oh! The tragedy!! He said without a hint of sarcasm-- [deadname] has CEASED TO EXIST hehehe. Slain by DONATELLO" and Draxum is just like: "Will you ever learn to use an inside voice..??" and proceeds to update anything related to Donnie's name/gender/pronouns. I think he'd be cool with it.

Huginn and Muninn are going to be in this AU as well, I just haven't drawn them yet. They hang out with Mikey and Donnie and have funny interactions with them.

Bonus drawing:

Um...also...I still don't know what to name this AU...I'll continue working on coming up with a name. Does anyone have any suggestions?

#rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #rottmnt donnie #art #rottmnt leo #donatello #leonardo #rottmnt au #rottmnt separated au #rottmnt mikey #michelangelo #rottmnt raph #raphael #rottmnt draxum #rottmnt splinter #artists on tumblr #trans donnie #trans leo #these designs are not final #i might change things a bit #technotony separated au

[mint-yooxgi]

For The Hell of It - Ateez X Tall!Chubby!Reader

Crack!Fic & Idol AU

Genre: Fluff, Humour, Crack

Pairing: Ateez X Reader

Words: 7,178

A/n: So, this was inspired by my own frustrations as both a tall and chubby girl and always seeing indicators about how “small” the reader is compared to the love interest in reader insert fics. It’s time to pin THEM against the wall! They swim in YOUR clothes!! Hehehe As always, feedback is greatly appreciated! Enjoy~

Disclaimer: This fic isn’t meant to ‘call anyone out’ if they use these tropes or do these things the reader rants a bit about to start. This is just me writing out some of my feelings and expression emotions surrounding my own frustrations. If you aren’t tall or chubby, you’re still most definitely welcome to read this! It might put some things into perspective for you, who knows! Also, as a reference, I'm literally as tall as Mingi, so that’s how I pictured heights in this lol there may or may not be smuts to come of this later in the future, but that’s still undecided. ;)

Summary: San finally gets to live out one of his fantasies... yet, so do all of his friends.

A Friday night unlike any other. Well, for the most part. You finally had an evening where all of your schedules lined up, so you agreed to spend the night drinking with the guys. They were all celebrating a successful tour wrapping up, and the start of a month long vacation to rest after their most recent comeback. You, on the other hand, are celebrating a promotion at work, with a generous pay raise to boot.

You’re just happy you can all find jobs that you love, and still find time with each other to spend hanging out. You haven’t been best friends for years for nothing.

“No, I’m serious!” You continue, noticing you have every single one of their gazes transfixed on you right now. “I can’t count the amount of fics I’ve read that someone has sent me where it’s supposed to be a second person point of view, only for it to say some shit like, “you looked up into his eyes” or “character tilted your head up to meet his gaze”. Don’t even get me started on the “swimming in his clothes” trope.”

The way you snort is echoed by both Yeosang and Wooyoung.

“Literally, it’s so annoying when you’re reading something, get almost fully immersed in it, only for the “he towered over your small frame” to get thrown into the mix.” You continue, gesturing at yourself with your hands to emphasize your next point. “Like, what part of me is small?”

You laugh, incredulously, and most of them can only blink at you in shock.

“Listen, if I want to imagine myself, I don’t know, sword fighting with Zoro, I’m definitely going to be eye level with him.” You rant. “I’m literally taller than he is!”

“You read One Piece fanfiction?” Jongho asks, a teasing glint in his eyes as he takes another sip of his drink.

“There is a serious lack of Shanks reader inserts, and I am devastated,” you sigh, shaking your head.

“Wait, wait, wait,” Wooyoung leans forward, a mischievous quirk to the corner of his lips. “So, then, have you ever read any fanfiction about us?”

Your eyes gleam, “wouldn’t you like to know, loverboy.”

Mingi snorts out a laugh, right alongside Yunho as Wooyoung pouts.

“My one friend sent me a Changbin size kink one once,” you recall, scrunching your nose. “Weirder when you know the person, but like, I’m literally double his size. Was hilarious when my friend tried to explain to me how that was supposed to work when there’s no way in hell he could ever make me feel small.”

“Okay,” Hongjoong leans back onto the couch. “Don’t need to know that.”

“I can’t wait to tell Binnie about this,” Wooyoung cackles, already pulling out his phone to text said male.

“Like, I know it’s not the worst inclusion issue that reader inserts have,” you comment, shaking your head. “Don’t even get me started on the descriptions of skin tone or hair type. Yet, it just gets so frustrating when every fic you read isn’t as inclusive to you as you’ve been lead to believe.”

“Write your own,” Yeosang shrugs, offering a solution.

“I do!” You reply, and you watch as nearly all of their eyebrows disappear into their hairlines. “Though, half of the time it’s easier said than done.”

They nod, seemingly in understanding as you continue to rant.

“Literally, for once I just want to read a fic where the reader pins the guys against the wall.” You take another sip of your drink. “Have him wear my clothes for a change, and see how he swims in my hoodie.”

You fail to notice the way both Seonghwa and Jongho shift slightly in their spots, both swallowing thickly.

“And don’t even get me started on a lot of the chubby reader type fics out there.” You sigh, shaking your head once more. “I’m more than just my insecurities, but that’s all chubby people seem to be known for. Like, I’m fat, not ugly.”

The guys all tip their drinks in acknowledgement at that, agreeing with you wholeheartedly.

“Do you know how venerating it was when Resident Evil Eight came out, and everyone and their mom started simping for Lady Dimitrescu? Confidence boosting to the max. The fics that came out of it were immaculate.” You lift your hands in front of you for emphasis, touching your pointer finger to your thumb.

“Oh yeah, Sannie boy had much to say about her,” Wooyoung teases, and you notice the aforementioned man turn bright red.

“Hey!” He reaches over to hit Wooyoung’s knee harshly.

“Boy wanted to be pinned to the wall so bad he asked me to do it for him,” Yunho chuckles, only causing the younger male’s blush to deepen.

“Did you do it?” You raise a brow, pure mirth dancing on your features.

“No,” Yunho chuckles, shaking his head. “I didn’t.”

“Neither did I,” Mingi adds, grin stretching across his features and causing his eyes to crinkle at the sides.

You turn to Seonghwa who just shakes his head in response.

“Wow, some friends you are,” you laugh, turning your gaze to a pouting San in the next moment. “Still want to be pinned to a wall?”

Suddenly, he can no longer meet your gaze, embarrassed sputters escaping his lips. Yet, he doesn’t deny it.

“Wait, have none of you ever been pinned to a wall?” You look around, seeing as they all shake their heads in response. “Received a kabedon by someone you like?” More denials fall from their lips. “Then, I’m assuming you’ve never been lifted against a wall, either?”

“Can’t say that I have.” Jongho grumbles, lips tugging downwards in the corners as if the thought greatly distresses him.

“Seriously, you guys are missing out.” You take a sip of your drink. “Though, can’t say that I have, either. In fiction, though, apparently I’m a goddamn feather.”

A brief moment of silence passes over all of you as you collectively take sips of your drinks. Then, you’re turning to look at San.

“Do you still want to be pinned to the wall?” Your brow quirks as you ask him this for the second time, noticing how more than just San shifts slightly in his spot.

He averts his gaze, suddenly finding the coffee table between you the most fascinating thing. “Yeah.”

“Okay,” you stand, stretching your back out as you do so. “Let’s go.”

His head immediately raises to look at you, mild shock pulling at his features. It’s most apparent in the slight way his eyes widen, lips parting as he meets your gaze.

“I’ll pin you to a wall if you want,” you shrug stepping out of the sitting area and cracking your neck. “I am taller than you, and as long as you’re okay with it-“

“No fair! How come San is the only one that gets to be pinned to a wall by you?” Wooyoung complains, quite loudly at that.

“Oh, my offer is open to all of you,” you huff out an amused laugh. “If you want.”

The way you see them all straighten has the grin on your lips widening.

“I can’t promise I’m who you want to pin you, but just picture it’s someone else if you’d like.” You shrug. “But I’m willing if you are.”

Wooyoung physically hops off of the couch before attempting to male his way over to you. Only, he gets harshly pulled back down into his spot by Yeosang in the next moment.

You quirk a brow.

“The offer was for San first,” Yeosang grumbles, and though he tries to hide it, his cheeks begin turning the slightest bit darker as a blush dusts his features.

“So,” you trail off, tilting your head slightly to the side, “is that a ‘yes’?”

Both Yunho and Hongjoong quirk their bros at you, while Wooyoung nods eagerly. At the way Seonghwa, Yeosang, and Mingi blush, you know you have them, too.

“Well, if you’re offering,” Jongho shrugs, tossing the remaining contents of his drink back as he settles fully into the couch.

Wordlessly, Mingi pours him another one.

“Make it sound like I’m forcing you, why don’t you,” you snort, rolling your eyes. “Just say you don’t want to do it. You don’t have to give in to peer pressure, bubs.”

“Oh no, I’d love to see this.” Jongho grins, a sudden gleam to his eyes.

“Well, I’m first!” San immediately pops up onto his feet.

You grin, “someone really is eager.”

“It’s only been the biggest fantasy of his for-“

A hand gets clamped over Wooyoung’s mouth curtesy of Yeosang.

If your eyes could go any wider, you swear that they’d fall right out of your head.

“How do you want me?” San asks, moving beside you near the wall.

“Those are dangerous words, Sannie boy,” you smirk, turning fully to face him and noticing how he glances up into your eyes. “This is all about your comfortability though. The second you want space, or anything, you let me know. Okay?”

“Okay,” he nods his understanding.

“Do you want a full immersive experience, or just what you signed up for?” You ask, taking a step towards him while he takes one back.

The sudden dark look in your eyes makes his lips part, excitement strumming through his veins. At the way you quirk a brow at him, he realizes he still has yet to answer you.

“Uh,” how is his brain already this fuzzy when you haven’t even done anything to him yet? You’ve been close before, San clinging to you more often than not. However, it’s just so much different when he’s on the receiving end for once. So much more intense.

“Immersive! Immersive! Immersive!” Wooyoung begins to chant, followed shortly by both Mingi and Yunho. Even Seonghwa cannot help but to lowly add in his voice to the chanting.

San swallows, licking his lips. “Immersive.”

A cheer rising up from the other males in the room greets your ears, and it only serves to boost your ego for the moment.

Again, you quirk a brow. “Ready?”

A nod is all the confirmation you get before you’re bringing a hand up to firmly press it against the wall beside his head. The sound of your palm making contact is synonymous with the way his breath hitches as he watches you lean into him.

Slowly, you bring your opposite hand up to rest your fingers lightly against his chin. Your eyes hood over as you lift his head to make sure he’s staring deeply into your gaze.

You shift closer, the corner of your lips quirking upwards.

San’s breathing deepens, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallows again thickly. Briefly, his eyes dart down to your lips. A fact of which, you seem to notice.

“Quite a different feeling when you’re on the receiving end, huh, Sannie?” You lean in, breath ticking the shell of his ear.

A shudder wracks his entire body, goosebumps trailing up his arms as his chest just brushes against your own with each breath he takes. His lips clamp shut, suppressing the moan that wants to escape him.

“Do you want to wrap your leg around-“

The question hasn’t even finished leaving your mouth when you feel him lift his left leg to loop it around your side. Your hand immediately finds purchase on his thigh, and you can physically feel the way he trembles within your touch.

A chorus of ‘oh’s echoes behind you.

“Shut up!” San snaps, turning his head to glare at his group mates.

Unfortunately for him, the movement causes you to drop his leg, backing off of him shortly after.

San’s lucky to turn back around to face the others the moment you move off of him, for you fail to see the way he slaps the sides of his cheeks with both hands. The way he can feel his skin continuing to heat beneath his own touch only adds to the fire burning within his soul from these turn of events.

He knows you said he could picture anybody pinning him, but the fact that it was you somehow made it so much more intense. It was - you are - perfect in every way, and this has just made him realize that. How could you fit together so easily, like this was a position you had always been meant to be in with him?

The worst part is, it’s over, and he may never get to experience this type of euphoria again.

“Alright, who’s next?” You turn to the remaining males, not noticing the crisis San seems to be having against the wall behind you.

“Oh, me, me!” Wooyoung, again, eagerly pops up from the couch, only to be dragged back down by Jongho this time.

“I’ll go,” Yunho surprises you by standing to his feet. At the curious looks both Hongjoong and Yeosang send him, he’s shrugging. “What? I’m intrigued.”

“Alright, Beanpole,” you motion him over using two fingers in a ‘come here’ gesture. “You’re next.”

He mumbles slightly under his breath about you calling him ‘Beanpole’ again, stating how you’re no different, seeing as you’re practically eye-level with him. Though, with the way he eagerly steps over Mingi who still rests on the floor, you can tell he’s attempting to maintain his composure for now.

Finally, San walks back to his spot beside Seonghwa, almost as if in a daze. Only when the elder male pats the younger on the shoulder does he seemingly snap out of it. In the next moment, San sits back on the ground, pulling a pillow over his lap as he leans forward.

“If my back gives out, you guys are paying for my medical bills,” you casually comment, turning towards Yunho who leans against the wall.

“Are you planning to lift us?” Hongjoong asks, amusement dancing in his eyes.

“Possibly,” you shrug. “Depends on if you want the full immersive experience or not. I’ve got ideas for all of you.”

“Oh, so you’ve thought about this before?” Yunho’s familiar smug grin begins to pull at his features.

“Not necessarily,” you hum. “It’s just more interesting this way.”

“Then, please,” he meets your gaze, “immerse me.”

The moment those words escape his lips, you’re in front of him. Your hands gently grab his waist, before stepping directly into him. Your brow quirks just as you hear his breath hitch.

“When I tell you to jump, jump.” You say, a playful gleam shining in your eyes.

He nods.

“Jump.” 

The moment your hands settle on the skin of his thighs, you press yourself fully against him. The way your chest feels rising and falling against his own sets his heart fluttering in his chest. Not to mention the way you quite literally have him pinned against the wall in your arms. 

His eyes are wide, breath hitching in his throat as the full reality of the situation comes crashing down upon him. Never has he imagined that he could be the one being held against the wall like this. The way your eyes shine as they continue to stare into his own only make it that much more intense.

Yunho swallows as he hears you giggle. 

Shit, he really wasn’t prepared for this.

“What’s the matter, Yuyu?” You tease, breath tickling the skin of his neck as you lean into him. “Tall girl caught your tongue?”

A few hoots and hollers are heard from the others as Yunho’s ears turn bright red. His lips part in answer, but no words escape him, too immersed in the feeling of your warm, plush body pressing against his own. The way that you’re suddenly slightly even taller than before as you hold him against the wall, his legs wrapped around your waist, has a pleasant shiver running down his spine.

A moment later, and you’re dropping his legs back to the floor.

You smile, patting the side of his gobsmacked face gently. “There ya go, beanpole. Now you know what it’s like.”

Turning around, you see Mingi practically rush to his feet. “Me next.”

You chuckle at his eagerness as Yunho slowly walks back to his spot, caught in a trance.

Just as San was before him, Yunho cannot help but marvel at the feeling of having you pin him to the wall. He never really thought about it before, and it was simply to sate that curiosity in his mind, but the fact that it was you, and that he enjoyed it immensely because it was you, is making his head spin.

He swallows thickly.

“Come on, Big Boy,” you extend your hand out to Mingi in offering, to which he gladly takes.

A giddy smile rests on his features as you guide him over to the wall. The eagerness you can sense radiating off of him is contagious, and you cannot help but to mirror his expression.

Your lips part in question, but Mingi beats you to it.

“Immersive.” He confirms with a firm nod, only causing you to chuckle lightly in response.

“I think it’s safe to say we all want the immersive experience right now,” Seonghwa voices, and you spare a glance back at the group to see all of them eagerly nodding at you.

“And here I thought I was touch starved,” you joke, a giggle to your words.

“Hey!” Wooyoung complains. “When you have a pretty lady offering to pin you to the wall, call us, and then see how you feel.”

Compliments from them, especially Wooyoung, are not unusual. However, something about this time feels different when he says this. Perhaps it’s the way he never breaks eye contact with you, or perhaps it’s the way you can just feel how sincere his words are. Still, it shocks you to your core.

You let out an amused puff, turning back to face the male trembling in excitement against the wall.

“Woah, there, Big Boy,” you grin. “Don’t be turning full Chihuahua on me.”

“Oh, leave the poor man alone,” Hongjoong joins in on the teasing. “He’s just excited.”

“It’s not like I’m giving him a lap dance.” You chuckle, stepping in closer as you watch Mingi’s face turn a bright red.

“Are you offering?” Wooyoung sounds just a tad too hopeful.

“Don’t even joke about that, Woo,” San throws the pillow in his lap at his friend.

“Yeah, cause you probably wouldn’t be able to hide your boner next time.” Yeosang deadpans.

A beat of silence.

Laughter erupts throughout the room as San turns bright red once more, stuttering out denials all the while. 

“You won’t be laughing when it’s your turn!” He shouts, pulling his knees up to his chest as a pout pulls at his lips.

“Hey, no judgement here,” you grin, raising your hand nonchalantly in his direction. “Huge confidence boost when knowing you can turn someone on like that.”

San sticks his tongue out in Wooyoung’s direction as if to say, ‘so, there.’ 

You chuckle once more, taking the time to casually lean against the wall right beside Mingi using your one hand. The way you see his whole body freeze for a moment as his breath gets caught in his throat has a smug grin pulling at your features.

“By the way, are we still on for movie night next week?” You ask casually, completely ignoring the male beside you for the moment.

“I swear, if you make us marathon Star Wars again,” Hongjoong jokingly turns to glare at Seonghwa.

“Oh, give the guy a break,” you comment. “It’s his favourite series.”

“Have you seen the new Lego Death Star that just came out?” His eyes light up, looking around hopefully at each of the males scattered around the room.

Yunho nods, somewhat aware of what the elder male is talking about as the topic of Legos is discussed.

Out of the corner of your eyes, you notice Mingi finally calming down. Though, the slight pout that pulls onto his features has you leaning in to his ear.

“Don’t worry, Min, I haven’t forgotten about you,” you whisper, lips but a hairsbreadth from his ear. He shivers again, and you smirk. “Immersive, remember?”

In the blink of an eye, you’ve shifted your position to stand directly in front of the male. Your head is still buried in his neck, nose barely brushing against his skin as his breath hitches once more. Again, your hands settle on his hips as you lean into him, and he swears he can feel you smirking against the side of his throat.

The room goes silent, watching the scene unfold before them. The others seem just as caught off guard as Mingi is by your sudden shift in position.

Yet, why are Yeosang, San, Wooyoung, and Hongjoong suddenly all feeling jealous?

You pull away form Mingi’s neck only to move in impossibly closer. Your one leg slips between his own, nose brushing against his as the corner of your lips tugs upwards. In the next moment, you’re lifting a hand to cup the side of his face.

The way your thumb tenderly strokes along his cheekbone as you step away mirrors how your touch fades from his skin. A fact of which he doesn’t like all that much, body attempting to follow yours as you pull away.

“Someone likes attention more than I thought,” your voice is light, a teasing glint to your eyes as Mingi begins stuttering before you.

“You can’t blame the man,” Jongho takes another sip of his drink. “You’re acting hella intimate with us all of a sudden.”

“I said immersive, remember,” you playfully wink at the youngest, noticing how he hides the lower half of his face behind his glass in the next second. “If you don’t want it, I won’t do it. I told you, I’m not trying to make any of you uncomfortable.”

“Well, more for me, then,” this time when Wooyoung stands up, neither Jongho nor Yeosang stops him. “Make it as immersive as you’d like, Darling.”

“As long as you can handle it, Baby Boy,” the moment the words slip passed your lips, a chorus of ‘oh’s reach your ears again.

Just as Wooyoung happily bounds over to you, you notice Mingi trudging back over to his spot on the floor.

Mingi cannot help himself. He’s distracted, mind reeling with the revelations of the past events that he’s just experienced. The only problem is, now, he wants more. He wants you to hold him against the wall like you did Yunho. He wants you lean into him again, just like you did with San. Only this time, he wants to feel your lips on his own.

He shakes his head. What is he thinking? You’re one of their closest friends. He shouldn’t be thinking about all the other ways that you can pin him, and then how he can pin you to the wall. Perhaps, even to the bed…

“Oh, this is going to be good,” San shifts forward, eagerly watching as his best friend finally gets to experience what he did only a short while ago.

Wooyoung is eager. In fact, he’s the most visibly eager out of all of them so far. Well, that you can tell. He even goes so far as to reach out for you, back not quite pressed against the wall.

Before he can so much as touch you, though, you have his wrists in your hands, pinning him to the wall. You lean into him, body towering over his smaller frame as a choked moan manages to escapes his lips. From the way red begins to creep up his neck, you know that he did not mean for that to come out so suddenly.

“Did I say you could touch me?” Your voice lowers, head tilting to the side almost mockingly.

His eyes go wide, and you’re surprised how willingly he shakes his head ‘no’.

The corner of your lips raise. “Good boy.”

This time, the moan that escapes him is much louder than the first. You watch on in amusement as he begins squirming beneath your hold, hips shifting slightly against the wall as you keep the lower half of your body distanced from his. He whines slightly when he realizes you aren’t budging.

Behind you, the rest of the guy’s jaws drop.

“You were just waiting for this, weren’t you?” You hum lowly, feigning concern for his current state. “Desperately wanting someone to hold you like this against the wall?”

Wooyoung bites down on his bottom lip, nodding shamelessly.

You step in closer, and you can physically feel how his body melts into yours. You lean into his neck, lips ghosting the skin just below his ear. “Good boy.”

The moment you back away from him, Wooyoung lets out a whine in protest. As soon as you release your hold on his wrists, he reaches for you, but you easily dodge his hands. A chuckle falls from your lips as you see him pout.

“So,” Hongjoong’s voice draws your attention to his smirking features across the room, “you’re a domme.”

“What was your first clue?” You quirk a brow back at him, amusement dancing in your eyes. In the next second, you shake your head, noticing how Wooyoung begins to walk back to his spot in a haze, that pout still tugging on his lips. “When I want to be, I can do both. Not that any of you will get to experience either.”

“Not that we’d want to,” Jongho rolls his eyes playfully.

You point in his direction, “hurtful.”

“Never say never,” Seonghwa breathes, seemingly lost in his own world for the moment.

Your brow raises, mild surprise painting your features as he seemingly comes back to reality. The tips of his ears begin to go red once he’s realized what he’s just said.

“Well, I think our eldest here should go next, then.” Yunho claps the male on his shoulder, giving him a firm shove forward all the while.

“Yeah, come on, Hwa,” San encourages, a knowing gleam in his eyes. “It’s much more fun than it looks.”

“It looked to me like you were having a lot of fun, there, San,” Seonghwa’s eyes sharpen slightly as he pushes himself to his feet.

“I can’t watch,” Yeosang shakes his head playfully, standing to his feet and heading down your hallway in the next second.

Your eyes follow the movement, amusement shining within.

Seonghwa stepping towards you draws your attention.

“I’ve never been a fan of getting pinned to a wall.” He states, somewhat bluntly.

“I don’t have to pin you to the wall, you know.” You grin, nudging his shoulder lightly with your own.

“I thought the whole point of this was to ‘show us what it feels like’,” Jongho comments, placing his now empty glass onto the coffee table before him.

“There are other ways to encapsulate the same types of feelings,” you reply, placing a gentle hand onto Seonghwa’s shoulder.

“And just how do you plan on doing that?” He raises a brow curiously at you.

“Wrap your arms around my shoulders,” you begin, already moving to lean into him to prepare yourself for what you’re going to do. “I’ve seen videos of you guys doing this with each other, but,” you shrug briefly, “context.”

Seonghwa’s brow furrows, but he still does what you ask of him.

The moment you feel his arms wrap around your shoulders, you’re bending down and lifting him into your arms.

“Oh, Jesus, I wasn’t prepared,” you wobble slightly, now carrying him bridal style in your grasp. “How the fuck do you guys make this look so easy.”

“Are you saying I’m heavy?” Seonghwa pouts, resting quite comfortably in your arms for the moment.

“No, I’m saying I’m surprised my noodle arms haven’t given out on me yet without the wall for support.” You reply, a slight chuckle to your words.

“Should we start preparing those medical bills of yours?” Hongjoong teases, though you notice there’s a certain glint in his eyes that has never been there before. Well, not that you’ve ever noticed. A glint that has only appeared due to the fact that he’s witnessing you be so close with the others. Others that aren’t him.

“Hey, can I borrow a sweater?” Yeosang calls from down the hallway. “I’m cold.”

“Go for it!” You call back, shifting your hold on Seonghwa slightly as he peers out at the rest of the guys while still held in your arms.

“You know, you’re right,” he hums, nuzzling himself deeper into you. “This is quite nice.”

“It’s the old ‘Uno reverse card’,” you chuckle, setting him back onto his feet just as Yeosang comes meandering back into the room. “You don’t realize you want it until it’s happened to you.”

Yeosang stops just beside you, blinking at the way Seonghwa slowly returns to his spot. The way the eldest glances almost longingly back at you from over his shoulder while doing so does not go unnoticed by any.

Turning your head, you finally notice that Yeosang has opted to clothe himself in one of your largest hoodies. The material quite literally drowns him, the hem reaching the middle of his thighs.

“Now, this is what I’m talking about,” you motion to Yeosang’s body, nodding approvingly.

“Yeah, yeah, we all know you like Yeosang,” San rolls his eyes, cheeks puffing slightly as he rests his chin on his knees.

“First of all, I like all of you,” you reply, a playful snort escaping you as you smile. “No, I meant the clothing difference. This is what ‘swimming in their clothes’ means. It’s nice to be on the receiving end instead.”

“But you’re not the one wearing the clothes?” Mingi’s brow furrows, confusion shining on his features.

“You know what I mean,” you wave him off. “Literally, I can understand certain size kink fics now where the character fucks their love interest in their hoodie, and nothing but their hoodie.”

“Are you saying you want to fuck me in nothing but your hoodie?” Yeosang quirks a brow, a wide grin tugging at his features.

“Depends,” you hum in response, and you watch as Hongjoong spits out his drink, choking on the liquid in the next second.

“On?” He tilts his head curiously, blinking innocently.

“You wanna wear my thigh highs, too?” The way you see his eyes nearly bulge out of his head at your words has all of you bursting into laughter.

However, what you fail to see is how Yeosang goes quiet, cheeks flaring with colour.

“Well, this is certainly a game of truth or dare I never expected to get into.” Wooyoung cackles, tossing another drink back.

“I think we’re learning more about your interests tonight than in all of the years we’ve known you.” Yunho laughs, leaning back in his chair.

“You’ve never asked,” you shrug his words off casually, mirth dancing within your eyes.

“Who’s turn is it, anyways?” Yeosang grumbles, hiding his hands deep within the sleeves of your sweater.

“Yours.” Your response causes another round of heat to spread across his cheeks.

Out of the corner of your eyes, you notice Wooyoung nudging Jongho beside him. A male of which is clearly annoyed by the elder’s actions, but who nudges back, nonetheless.

“I don’t know how I feel about being pinned to a wall,” he raises his hands in front of himself in caution, backing away from you slowly. 

The way his hands are hidden by the long sleeves of your sweater has you smiling lightly.

“If you don’t want me to, that’s quite alright,” you reply with a nod in understanding. “Like I said, I’m not about to force you guys into something you don’t want.”

“Oh, believe me,” Wooyoung chuckles, hiding somewhat behind Jongho as Yeosang takes a threatening step towards the younger male in warning. “He wants it.”

“I’ll believe it when he says it,” you tilt your head in acknowledgment in Yeosang’s direction, meeting his gaze once more.

The room goes silent, all of you turning to look at Yeosang once more.

“Uh,” he blinks, turning to look at any one of the other guys for help. Only, the way they simply watch on in glee lets him know they’re not going to do anything.

“Welp,” you turn back to the seven guys seated around your living room. “Maknae, leader, which one of you is next?”

“I’ll do it.” Yeosang’s voice from behind you draws your attention to him once more.

“Oh?” The smug grin on your face says it all, and he swallows thickly.

“Not against the wall, though.” He replies.

“That’s fine,” you reply with a nod, walking closer to him in your next breath.

You motion him closer, and he steps into you quite eagerly. Though, he does attempt to hide it, he doesn’t do a very good job.

“When I tell you to jump, jump into me,” you whisper lowly into his ear, and the way you feel him shiver as you lean away from him has that familiar smirk tugging at your lips. “Jump.”

Yeosang hesitates only a moment before quite literally leaping into your embrace. Your hands come to settle on his thighs, pulling him closer into you as he wraps his arms around your neck.

“Kind of different when you’re on the other end, isn’t it?” You smile, eyes crinkling as you watch him nod, somewhat amazed for the moment.

The way you can feel him tighten his legs around your waist has you chuckling, turning back around to face the other guys.

“This is… different than I thought it would be,” he mumbles into your ear, chin resting on your shoulder as he buried his face into the side of your neck. “It’s quite nice.”

The way you raise you eyebrows in agreement says it all, that same knowing look shining on your features. 

Slowly, you lower Yeosang back to his feet, but he doesn’t release his hold from around your shoulders. Of course, you lean down slightly, allowing him to embrace you for as long as he wants.

“Another perk to it is simple things, like hugs.” You say, just as Yeosang finally pulls away from you.

Of course, you notice how he avoids your gaze now as he walks back to his spot on the couch.

“What do you mean?” Mingi inquires, knocking back the rest of his drink shortly after.

“Chest height.” You shrug, to which he immediately starts coughing at your answer. “What? You’re telling me you wouldn’t take full advantage of burying your face in your significant other’s chest if you could?”

You notice the gears in San’s head turning, before a devious look is shining in his gaze. “Does that mean I can have a hug, then?”

He starts to move, only for Hongjoong to reach over and quite harshly tug him back to the ground.

“Ow,” San begins to rub at his ass. “The fuck was that for.”

“You’re not as slick as you think you are,” Jongho rolls his eyes, standing up from the couch next.

“She didn’t deny it!” San counters, pointing in your direction all the while.

You shrug, “maybe next time.”

The way they all turn to look at you, eyes full of both mild surprise, but also excitement has you chuckling in response.

“If that excites you, you guys should all really try thigh riding,” you joke, and you notice how Jongho stumbles over his own two feet just before reaching you. “Oh, someone’s eager.”

“Shut up.” He grumbles, leaning back against the wall closest to you with his arms crossed over his chest.

“Is that a challenge?” You quirk a brow, turning fully towards him now as you take a step forward.

“I doubt you’re up for it,” he quips, the corner of his lips twitching upwards.

“You’re right,” you smirk, hand landing right beside his head as you lean into him. The way his breath hitches has your voice dropping slightly. “I’ve never really liked brats, but that doesn’t mean I’m not up for taming one.”

A mixture of loud, boisterous laughter, and pointed ‘oh’s can be heard from the others around you.

You huff, clearly amused by how silent Jongho gets. His arms fall to his sides as you step in closer, noticing how red begins to creep up his neck as he attempts to maintain his composure.

“What’s the matter, Baby Bear?” You feign concern, your nose brushing against his neck as you lean further into him. “All bark, and no bite?” He shivers as your breath caresses his skin. “Pity.”

His one hand moves to grab your hip, but you’re much quicker.

In the blink of an eye, you have his wrist pinned against the wall, your one leg sliding between his own.

“I wouldn’t try that, if I were you,” with the way your head tilts and the angle you find yourself in, you manage to be looking up at him through your lashes. 

Jongho has never felt smaller in his entire life. The position he finds himself in with you, combined with your words and the way your looking at him has him melting into your touch. So, when his body sinks slightly, allowing himself to rest on top of your thigh between his own, you let him.

The worst part for him, though, is when you pull away.

Jongho just manages to catch himself before he stumbles forward, not expecting you to release him so suddenly. He can only stand there, staring intently at the floor for a good thirty seconds in order to compose himself as you turn back to the other guys.

“Goddammit,” he curses lowly. “How are you so good at this?”

You giggle, and the sound fills the room with a vibrance unlike anything before. Yet, why are their hearts suddenly racing?

“It’s nothing more than the shock of your first time experiencing something like this, probably,” you shrug him off, proud smile pulling at your features. “Or you’re all just secretly in love with me.”

This time, it’s Seonghwa who spits out his drink in response, choking on his breath soon afterwards. Comfortingly, Yunho pats his upper back.

“I’m just playing,” you chuckle, arms crossed loosely over your chest as you shake your head.

“Seriously, you were right,” Wooyoung voices, staring directly at you while Jongho slowly moves back to his seat. “I never knew I needed this until now.”

“San was right to want this,” Yeosang corrects, shooting a brief look at the aforementioned male out of the corner of his eyes.

“I’m glad I could be of service,” you salute lightheartedly, two fingers pressing to the side of your forehead before letting out a small click of your tongue as you flick your wrist.

“Hang on, you’re not done yet.” Hongjoong stands to his feet, and immediately, there’s a sudden tension that fills the room.

“Never said that I was, Captain,” you wink playfully, and you almost miss the way he loses his footing just as he steps over Mingi for the moment. Though, you chalk that up to him simply misplacing his balance.

The moment he steps before you, a silence unlike ever before fills the room. All of the guys watch on eagerly to see what you have planned for their leader, and just how he will react to it, too.

“So, I take it you want the immersive experience?” You quirk a brow teasingly.

“Give me everything you’ve got,” he replies, breathlessly.

“I don’t think you’re ready for that, yet, mister,” you poke his upper chest lightly, noticing how he tilts his head upwards slightly to meet your gaze.

“We’ll save that for later, then,” he grins, noticing how you slowly begin to back him up into the wall.

“Who said there will ever be a later?” You hum, tilting your head slightly as you watch him lightly hit the wall behind him.

His breath hitches as he looks up at you through his lashes, the corner of his lips tugging upwards slightly.

“I just did.”

This time, when you place your hand beside his head, it’s slow. The movements are precise, keeping your arm straight for the moment as you casually lean into him.

“Oh, really?” You quirk a brow. “What makes you so sure that I’ll agree?”

Hongjoong smirks, his one eyebrow twitching upwards slightly. “I’m positive you’re just as curious as I am.”

“Am I?” You hum, taking a step in closer to him and noticing how his breathing deepens. “Curious of what? Are you sure you’re not just projecting, Joong?”

The way you say his name, your lips curving around the one syllable, is like music to his ears. He cannot stop himself, he goes to reach for you, a shameless whine getting caught in his throat.

Like every time before, you’re quicker. Only, this time, instead of pinning his wrist to the wall beside his head, you raise it, holding it above him as you lean over his entire body.

“You boys are very touchy tonight,” you tut, shaking your head as you lean the slightest bit more into him.

“Can you blame us?” He replies, staring up into your eyes. “This is the first time we’ve experienced a temptation like this before.”

The room remains deadly silent, as if the other seven are fully agreeing with the words Hongjoong is speaking to you right now.

“Yes, the heat of the moment can do that to people,” you chuckle, stepping the slightest bit closer to him so that he can feel your body heat against his own.

It’s slight, but you feel him arch forward in your grip, pressing his body flush against your own.

“We both know it’s more than just that,” his tone is low, sultry as he melts into your touch.

The corner of your lip quirks upwards smugly, pushing him flush against the wall.

“Is it really?” You feign innocence, leaning in to press your forehead against his own. Your noses brush. “I guess we’ll never know.”

In the blink of an eye, you’ve stepped away from him, releasing his wrist and letting it fall back to his side.

“Well, that was fun!” You chirp, completely unaware of how Hongjoong’s dark gaze never leaves your figure even for a second as you move to finally return to your own spot. 

He licks his lips, clearing his throat lightly. Taking a step back towards the seating area, he blinks, refocussing his vision. The sound of laughter reaches his ears, and you all continue on as if nothing happened.

Yet, how can they just act like nothing happened when you’ve fulfilled desires within them that they didn’t even know that they had? This has certainly made them all change the way they view things, especially the way they see you.

All that they do know, is that now, they want you. In ways more than just a friend should.

#ateez scenarios #ateez scenario #ateez x reader #ateez x you #ateez x y/n #chubby reader #tall reader #kpop au #kpop scenario #kpop imagines #ateez imagines #kpop crack #crack!fic #hongjoong scenario #san scenario #mingi scenario #wooyoung scenario #yeosang scenarios #seonghwa scenario #yunho scenario #jongho scenario

[kyupidos]

02/29/24’s delivery 🏹✉️ twisted wonderland

my <3 turned around and i felll T-Tヽ( ･∀･)ﾉ_θ彡☆Σ(ノ `Д´)ノ,ヽ( ･∀･)ﾉ_θ彡☆Σ(ノ `Д´)ノ ;; summary. ‘cringe alert cringe alert. cater tripped, hurt his knee, now you’re helping him.’

characters. heartslabyul : cater diamond ( separate ) ;; romantic . 🖇️ tags. reader is gender neutral ( you/your ), reader may or may not be yuu ( up to the reader ), pre-relationship, uhhh scraped knee nd blood, bit of an open ending cuz i’m not writing allat, romantic fluff

📡 _a/n. cater diamond you will be missed… ( he’s not dead i just barely write for him LMAO )

c. diamond

— eeek, embarrassing..he just tripped in front of his crush didn’t he? now cater’s gone and scraped his knee and’s looking like an absolute idiot in front of you. he’d totally make a rant post about it all on his private magicam account if it weren’t for the fact that he’s currently in the present time, sat in the nurse’s office and being tended to by a rightfully concerned you. i mean it was only five steps before he finished walking down the staircase, and yet here you and he were..loser moment!

— he’s forced to take a deep breath in, hitching when you carefully apply some rubbing alcohol on his knee since he’s rolled up his pant leg, where there’s only just a bit of blood around the area; but it hurts nonetheless. “uh, sorry cater, i tried to apply it as light as possible..guess that didn’t work out, huh?” you tried to joke, and thankfully cater’s up for that as he awkwardly laughs, not at you but at himself for being so obvious with the way he jolted his leg at the touch.

— “well, at least we’ll get to skip the last class of the day, right?” cater tried, and you couldn’t help but snort at that. “yeah, that’s totally the reason i went ahead and brought you to the nurse’s office.” finally there was a lesser awkward tension in the air as you got up from where you were crouched when you tended to his leg, looking around for some bandages—you’re pretty sure you’ve seen some around here..

— meanwhile cater’s staring at his scraped up knee, and he can’t help but feel twistedly flustered at the way his little injury was what led to something like this. not like he’d do this again, obviously; 0/10 injury, 9/10 hurt factor. he turned his attention to you, who with a little searching around managed to get hold of the ever so elusive..bandages. and, he gets even more flustered as he’s left to watch as you tenderly wrap the bandages around his knee.

— but with one particular wrap around the knee, it seems you must’ve done so a little too tightly, because cater ended up sucking in a deep breath again, trying not to make it too audible this time around—but of course you ended up hearing, huh? you smiled apologetically up at him in your crouch before looking back down at his knee, “haha, my bad..” and in a split second moment of silence you teased, “do ya want me to kiss it better?”

— no, nevermind. cater will in fact be missed, cause of death: his crush teasingly asking if he wants them to kiss his knee better. but he needs to be quick, right?! he needs to respond!! damn it cater diamond, think of something, think of something—

— “heheh, i wouldn’t mind it~!”

#🦢 swan signed ! #kyupidos #twst #twisted wonderland #twst x reader #twst x gn reader #twst x gender neutral reader #twst hcs #twst headcanons #twst fluff #book 1 #twst book 1 #heartslabyul #twst heartslabyul #cater x reader #cater x gn reader #cater diamond x reader #cater diamond x gn reader

[weepinglilvessel]

Hi i have MKRE SONGS!!

Tender as a Tomb by Tennis is SO TRAGIC and also so jingly ljke hehehe. Ivw got some of the verses, i think this could be in relation to pebbles feeling guilt/grief and also the line “Courting reason in love is a terrible waste” is just. He would say that yk?!!

Me thinks,, pebbles finding the will to live, for moon, if not himself, because she cant anymore and it's 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘶𝘭𝘵, is. So, so sad in a ohhh,, oh nooo 🥺 way. But also he can begin healing maybe or something. If not physically, then mentally. He's doomed, he knows, but he wants to live. All he's left with, after moons collapse, is time, the rot, and the consequences of his actions.

To live a life she would have, even if only in dreams, wishful thinking, and what-could-have-been.

(Sorry, i uh. I write and i got wordy but HEY pebbles rant amiright) (*sobs about him in the corner*)

Anyway here are the lyrics i was referencing!!

//

With my throat in my heart

And my face on the sun

In your arms, I will lay

'Till my dreaming is done

Buried under mountains of earth

On the crest of a wave

Courting reason in love is a terrible waste

I know my logic can lose you

But I think that we could get used to

My footsteps over the concrete, blistering in June

My heart leaps over the concrete

Oh, I live for you

Each footstep over the concrete

Tender as a tomb

My heart leaps over the concrete

Oh, I live for you

//

OOO! Interesting interesting!

It fits Pebbs quite a bit with just overall letting the guilt grow over cycles. Bro needs some hugs cuz he’s been through so much Fr

Especially the line “ In your arms, I will lay. Till me dreaming is done” I feel that would definitely fit w Pebbs going through Moons collapse

Now, for your second song suggestion >XD

Hehehehehe

They hate each other so damn much it’s so stupid XD

#weepingask #rw eclipse au #rw seven red suns #rw looks to the moon #rw five pebbles #rain world au #art doodles #rw fanart

[thewulf]

Caaan't get enough of your wriiiiiting. Soo my sweet girl, I got this idea in head that has to come out now :D hear me out: Aaron has a new neighbor, a sweet young woman. There's something between them. She new in the city and he invites her when he has the team over for a bbq, cause he can't face the idea her being always alone at home and on top of all that she often talks to Jack and he seems to like you. At the BBQ Morgan asks Hotch if there's something between his new neighbor and him and he brushes it off like "she's too young and not my type" or something like that. She hears it and is hurt by his words, but doesn't show it, but since that day she's distant and tries to NOT meet him in front of their houses. After a night out alone, she comes home a bit tipsy and her key breaks in the lock. She would rather cut her right arm off than asking Aaron for help so she decides to sit in front of her house in her tipsy state. Unfortunately it's a super cold night and she falls asleep ending with hypothermia. Aaron finds her, worried sick taking her into his house.....

I've got some little angsty drama fluffy ending in my mind. Tipsy confessions could be made, Aaron is all in feral protective mode like "you could have been mugged sleeping at outside, let alone the pneumonia you surely catched in the cold". Super mad at her for her recklessness. She doesn't want to listen to his ranting and tries to go away from him, only ending stumbling, he's catching her. She finally admits that she heard him at the bbq. Well something like that. Some tears, lots of protective worried Aaron.

What do you say, my favorite writer?

I say hellll yeah! This is SO good wtf. You guys are so creative with your story ideas I'm obsessed!

A drunk/tipsy argument into confession is what I liveeee for hehehe. Yes, this is perfect! Hoping to get this out by this weekend!!

#aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner fanfiction #aaron hotchner fic #aaron hotchner #aaron hotch hotchner #aaron hotch x reader #aaron hotch imagine #aaron hotchner x female reader #aaron hotchner x you #aaron hotchner x y/n #aaron hotchner angst #aaron hotchner fluff #aaron hotchner imagine #ssa aaron hotchner #hotchner x you #hotchner x reader #ssa hotchner #aaron hotch angst #hotch #aaron hotch x you #hotch x y/n #hotch x reader #hotch x you #feral hotch friday #hotch fanfiction #hotch fluff #hotch fic #agent hotchner #aaron hotch fic #aaron hotch fluff

[mizu-nights]

# wonyoung-like

★ — chars ; akito , kohane , an , toya (poly)

★ — notes ; waahhh tysm for clearing it up!!!! i straight up thought u meant personality im so sorry ... ANYWAYS THIS WAS VERYVERY FUN TO WRITE i didn't expect to. write sm for each. heheh HOPE U ENJOYYY

★ — requested by ; @whoswony

they all adore you, of course. not to mention they feel so lucky to have you, of all people, as their significant other.

for one, you're a famous idol (and a gorgeous one at that). so many different modeling and sponsorship offers, are they really dating you?

akito tends to get quite jealous when other people look your way. he knows you're gorgeous—he tells you that all the time—but he really can't help but feel that way. still, you always reassure akito that you aren't going to leave him (and the rest of your partners) for somebody else.

kohane was really shy when approaching you at first. as mentioned earlier, you're a popular idol who gets plenty of admirers and receives love letters everyday, how can she compare? did she really deserve to be with you? but she doesn't need to worry anymore, not as long as you constantly shower her with gentle love and affection to remind her that fact.

an loves to show you off to her other friends, especially to haruka! the both of you are rather famous people, so news of the both of you interacting would spread like crazy. but she makes sure to show that you're with her, wrapping her arm around your waist while walking, holding hands—any kind of affection.

toya is extremely gentlemanly to you. he always succeeds when it comes to making you blush and act a bit shy, even if it wasn't his intention. after you finish working, he'll ask you about your day, letting you rant about it if you wish. all while gazing at you so lovingly.

in conclusion, all of them feel like the luckiest people alive when they remember they're dating you. and they always try their best to make you feel loved and appreciated!

#akito shinonome #akito shinonome x reader #kohane azusawa #kohane azusawa x reader #an shiraishi #an shiraishi x reader #toya aoyagi #toya aoyagi x reader #project sekai #pjsk #project sekai x reader #pjsk x reader #★ — you are my literature

[ddejavvu]

Hi! I hope you're doing well! I love everything you write for Aaron Hotchner! I am so in love with this mannnn. I especially love the way you write dfd!hotch and all the lovey Hotch stuff.

So, anyway... in regards to this fic you wrote about aaron x fairy!reader (https://www.tumblr.com/ddejavvu/714841274143948800/fairyreader-with-hotch-hes-somewhere-in-the?source=share)... i am OBSESSED! Could you continue this story? Maybe where the reader and Aaron fall in love, he takes her home (loves on her hehehe) and introduces her to Jack. He would love his magical mum so much, would tell all his classmates..

With Aaron, she would be so cute and innocent and shy 🤭

Anyway, that's just what me and another person in the comments of the fic thought.

Would you consider this for a fic? Mvm or any other day, whenever you find the time, babe.

Thanks for coming to my TED talk. Sorry for ranting 😬

Love,

Peanut

today is multiverse monday, send me any au you can think of! :)

thank you for being so kind! i'm glad you like my writing <333

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"That's him," Aaron stops in Jack's doorway, whispering only loud enough so that you can hear him where you're perched on his shoulder, your hands gripping the collar of his shirt.

You'd stayed settled in his pocket for the jet ride home, which was entirely too loud, and the drive back to his office, but once he'd gotten you into his apartment, you'd fluttered up beside his head.

"He looks cozy," You note, the little boy's cheek pudged up and rosy against his pillow. His blonde hair is mussed slightly, and his fleece dinosaur pajamas are clinging tight to his frame.

"Mhm," Aaron nods, shutting the door behind him as he makes his way down the hall to his own bedroom, "Did it get cold in the forest? How'd you keep warm?"

"Mostly feathers and leaves," You hum, kicking your feet lightly back and forth against his chest, "I never got too cold. Sometimes the wind would pick up, though, and it'd all blow away."

Aaron hums sympathetically, and the hand that's gripping his collar, pressed up against his throat, feels the vibrations. You inch slightly closer to his face, but you're not sure that he notices while he rummages through a dresser drawer of his.

"Okay," He grabs fistfuls of socks, all neatly folded and crisp white, chucking them onto a chair in the corner, "You can sleep here, I'll leave it open if you want to move around."

You flutter into the empty drawer, intent on settling down onto the wood, but his palm slips beneath you just before you can touch the brown material, cupping you in his hand instead.

"Wait," He chuckles, "I'm gonna get padding for you. Did you sleep on the wood of that birdhouse this whole time?"

"Yeah," You shrug, hands braced on his palm while you lay on one hip, staring inquizitively up at him, "What's wrong with that?"

"Nothing," He assures you, a kind smile on his face as he fishes two t-shirts out of a lower drawer, "It just probably wasn't as comfortable for you as this is about to be."

He settles the shirts into the base of the drawer, putting them side-by-side so that they fill the space completely. They're folded, and add three or four layers of padding for when you'll eventually go to sleep.

"There, and-" He struggles to grab one of the pairs of socks without jostling you in his palm, smoothing out the lumps in the fabric and placing it into the drawer, "How's that for a pillow?"

He doesn't dump you off of his hand like you're worried he will, instead he lets you crawl off of his palm and onto the shirts. You test out the bed he's made for you, noting that the shirts smell a little bit like the forest you'd just left, woodsy and rough. Your head falls gently against the makeshift pillow, and the fabric of his rolled up socks is gentle on your skin. It's softer than anything you'd had available in the forest, even the fluffy feathers from the birds that fluttered through your woods every winter.

"I like it," You wriggle happily over your bedding, snuggling your face into the socks and grinning up at Aaron, "It's really comfy."

"I'm glad," Aaron hums, smiling down at you from where he's standing over your drawer. He looks handsome with a smile on, his face soft and sweet as it looms over your own.

"Aaron," You rise to your knees, reaching for his cheeks with both of your hands, much smaller than the surface area you put them on. His eyes shine, glittering just like your wings as he raises his brows, humming down at you with the softest voice you've ever heard.

"Thank you. For helping me with my house, for taking me with you, for making me comfortable. Just... thank you."

"Of course," He smiles, lashes fluttering as he blinks, "I'm glad I could help you like you helped me."

You flutter your wings in response, shaking some glitter off onto the shirts below you, but you don't mind. They propel you upwards, and you end up face-to-face with Aaron, your lips puckered primly to kiss the tip of his nose.

It's different from the first time you'd done it, more familiar now, but he still blushes just the same. His skin heats up beneath your palms as you thank him for his help, backing away far enough to catch the gaze of his pretty brown eyes.

He reaches for your face next, with only one finger to tilt your chin up. You comply easily, your own eyes shining as he puckers his lips.

His are much bigger than yours, and it's hard to aim for your nose. What he catches is a stripe across your entire face, cheeks and all when he aims for the tip of your nose.

The sensation of his lips over your face makes you giggle, and your laughter spurs on his own. Then you're just giggly together, standing in the dim light of his bedroom, your hands on his cheeks and his finger beneath your chin, laughing an inch from each others faces.

"Goodnight," He bids you, the same lips that had just stamped over your cheeks curving into a smile. You wish him the same, and you miss his presence the second he steps away to change his clothes.

He peeks into your drawer when he gets out of the closet, finding you already bundled up beneath the first layer of one of his shirts, neckline pulled up to your chin. You've shut your eyes, clearly tuckered out from your long day, and he slips under his own blankets with a similar fatigue.

It's only when his light snores begin to fill the room that you open your eyes again, peering carefully over the rim of the drawer you're in. He's flat on his back with one arm thrown over his head, so you flutter across the room to stand carefully on his chest. His breathing is even and he doesn't wake at your presence, which gives you the o-k to sneak a hand beneath the neckline of his shirt, slipping beneath the hem just like you had in your drawer. This t-shirt, the one that he's wearing, smells even more like the forest you'd left, and you wonder if that's just how Aaron smells.

His skin his warm and soft as you lay yourself flat over it, tucked carefully into his neckline and sprawled out over his chest. It's much easier to fall asleep here than it had been on the sock-pillow, but that's no insult to Aaron's laundry-folding abilities. The socks couldn't possibly have produced this same euphoric serenity that's coursing through your veins now as you lay with Aaron, and your eyes flutter shut with little regard to how he'll react to having piles of glitter on his chest from your wings. That's a morning problem, and this is a nighttime solution.

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