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wynnyfryd · 6 months

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20 Questions for Fic Writers

tagged by @thefreakandthehair @stevethehairington @wormdebut @just-my-latest-hyperfixation and @morningberriesao3 thank you loveliess

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

27 dresses starring katherine heigl and james marsden

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

138,103

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Stranger Things <3 My fics are all pretty exclusively Steddie or platonic Sstobin as the main focus, but I like to play around with the background ships - the best part of being super into a show with 14000 characters is you have so many opportunities for weird pair-ups

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

No Son of Mine

relax (lay it back)

TITS! magazine

Monsoon Season

relax (that's that)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Yes! I try to answer every comment I get because like, thank you for taking the time to let me know you read and liked my story you didn't have to do that and I love that you did

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

mmmm. I don't- HAHAHAHA okay wait, I was about to say "I don't really do unhappy endings" because I don't, but I did do a single angsty ending microfic as a personal challenge back in July

at the bottom you'll find all our friends

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

weirdly enough I think it was the sex tape fic I wrote for @inklessletter lmao that fic turned out so much more 'aggressively married' vibes than I originally planned. Just absolute sap city

Satanic Ritual: DO NOT WATCH!!

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Hope not lol

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

ADHD crack smut with a heart of fluffy gold

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

I have written exactly one chapter of one crossover, which is a modern Stardust AU where Eddie is Tristan, Steve is the star, and 1980s Indiana is on the non-magical side of the wall. Also Eddie was trying to find the star so he could grab a chunk of it and barter it for a new electric guitar lmao. I really loved the premise I came up with and thought the first chapter was great; unfortunately the fic is fuckin cursed and will never be finished (by me. if anyone wants to take a swing at the story where I left it off feel free!)

stupid fucking star stuff

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

See #8

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I don't think so!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

yes! @gorgeousgreymatter-x and I co-wrote the first installment of the yogi steve vs adhd eddie series as a birthday gift to @flintandfuss <3 we broke each other's brains with our linear vs non-linear writing styles lmao but it was a really fun project

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

Steddieeeeeeee

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I started working on this goofy little crack fic forever ago where Steve was a member of the snooty grandmas-only Loch Nora Gardening Club, and he was all stressed out because the ladies had beef with the neighboring town's club and had somehow put Steve in charge of operation "publicly humiliate them by throwing a better annual fundraising party"

and then Eddie, being the impulsive horny dumbass that he is, was jokingly like "hey, you could come to my garden party some time" and Steve's like "you're in a gardening club?" "yeah, technically! sure!"

then Eddie drives him to Indy and pulls them up to this shady little sex club called The Pleasure Garden and Steve gets gently bullied by a drag queen lmaooo

16. What are your writing strengths?

Dialogue dialogue dialogue. Also I think in weird synesthesia (some words taste bad, some memories smell like cinnamon, ya know what I mean) so I feel like my imagery toward the fun and funky side

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

All the silly important shit that goes around the dialogue. And writing a seamless big group scene - more than four people in a conversation and the pacing gets so ssx tricky

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

Mmmm. I mean, I tend to avoid it unless the fic/character actually requires it. Like I did a Robin POV fic where Robin would think certain curse words in different languages because it seemed fitting for the girl who's fluent in four languages, ya know? Ooh, I do also love a good "character royally botches what they're trying to say" moment so foreign language phrases are fun for that

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Twilight

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

I'm really just unreasonably proud of myself for writing almost 30,000 words of continuous story in 30 days. I've been trying to do that for years and never even come close

okay sick thanks for letting me ramble incessantly about myself this was fun!

as usual I'm late to the tag party but tagging a couple people anyway <3 @steddieas-shegoes @thisapplepielife @wormdebut @aidaronan @gorgeousgreymatter-x

#tag games #writer asks #writer ask game

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chayscribbles · 1 year

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chayscribbles’ monthly writing update ☆ december 2022

posting this one a little early as i'll be posting my writing year in review post on the 31st!

☆ STATISTICS.

words written: 11 936

projects worked on: Andromeda Rogue; The Gemini Heist (or, The WIP Formerly Known As "Secret Space WIP")

proudest accomplishment: idk i feel like this has been one of my best writing months in a while. i just feel it in my heart of hearts

books read: Discordia by Kristyn Merbeth

☆ GENERAL COMMENTS.

so i've been pretty MIA these past few weeks :/ i just started a new full time job which is quite physical and while i am enjoying it immensely, i'm usually tired at the end of the day to come on writeblr.

BUT somehow i've still been finding time to write! lots of fun things are happening in the chaynematic universe.

i've also been drawing quite a bit too! i'm really challenging myself to draw out of my comfort zone (which really just means drawing backgrounds that are more than a shape or a gradient, welp). currently working on a piece for my new wip which is... taking way longer than i would like 😅

reading comments: Discordia (which is the final book in this space opera trilogy i've been reading over the last few months) was good, not great, and the ending felt a little anticlimatic, but i can understand why it ended the way it did. a solid 4/5 stars because i still had a good time. anyways if you like Chay Stories, i recommend this trilogy! it's far from perfect and a little rough around the edge but it's still fun and enjoyable and hits all the right elements i personally love! (sibling drama in space! funky alien tech! bisexuals, plural!!!!!)

more specific wip-related comments + featured excerpt below.

☆ COMMENTS: ANDROMEDA ROGUE (draft 2)

i tend to work on this one when i don't have the brainpower to think too much, as a lot of it is just polishing or expanding on things that are already written.

i did add some new scenes that i hope will add more meat to the story. one is a phone call Azami witnesses between her father and some other politician, which is meant to add some political backdrop to the conflict between the planets. the other is a scene where Azami tries to run away before being placed on the expedition, but gets caught by her brother Ansel, as i wanted Azami to be more active in trying to shape her fate from the very get-go, and also give her and Ansel more scenes together. i haven't quite finished the latter one yet though because i haven't had the braincells to write any completely new scenes for this wip lately.

i also really reworked an exposition-heavy chapter where Petra gets the rundown of the expedition, and the scene right before they leave when they're given a tour of the ship to make it less clunky, sprinkling description of the ship into the team's actions as they get settled in instead of throwing a big wall of description at you.

so as of now a good chunk of act 1 is already rewritten!

however i do think in the second half of the month the steam for AR (which was all momentum from finishing AR3) has cooled down a bit and my mind has shifted elsewhere. which brings me to my next section...

☆ COMMENTS: THE GEMINI HEIST (outlining / draft... 0.5?)

in case you missed it: i have a new wip !!! (technically it's not new because i've been secretly working on it sporadically since spring, but it's new to most of you.) i'm having a ball writing about these awful gay women doing crime in space!!! i really missed that New WIP High haha. i feel like a kid in a sandbox.

i realized partway through the first act that the way i was writing AR wouldn't work for GH. because it's a heist i'll have to plan thigns more than i did with AR... but having a too-detailed outline feels too restricting. so instead i'm attempting to fast draft this thing so i can get a fuller picture of where i'm going, but still be able to plants this draft which seems to be the way that works best for me. (probably because you can't spell plantsing without plants.)

except that i'm really bad at not getting caught up in details while drafting, especially when writing dialogue-- these guys always end up talking and talking way more than i intend lmao. so i'm calling this more of a draft 0.5, where some parts will be more detailed but others will... not. i've pretty much skipped all description or non-essential worldbuilding. that's a problem for Future Chay.

☆ FEATURED EXCERPT.

this is from gemini heist chapter 4, where Leo is trying to convince Illiana to help them, and Euna and Gabi are... not exactly helping.

Illiana’s chest tightened. She took a deep breath. “How do I even know I can trust you? You’re a criminal, aren’t you? Why wouldn’t you take the money and leave once I’ve given you what you want?”

Leo leaned back in her chair. “I’m an honest criminal, Heir,” she began.

The shorter, chubbier of the two minions spoke for the first time, muttering under her breath, “I’m pretty sure ‘honest criminal’ is an oxymoron, actually.”

The taller, muscular one reached over and gave the short one a little smack on the arm. “I don’t think the Captain appreciates you calling her a moron, Gabi,” she scolded.

Leo’s overall expression didn’t change, but Illiana didn’t miss the exasperation briefly flashing through her eyes.

Leo, to Euna and Gabi: i have total faith in you guys

Leo, to herself: there's like a 30% chance they both die

☆ TAGLISTS. let me know if you want to be added/removed to any of them.

general taglist:

@nicola-writes @dgwriteblr @the-orangeauthor @retrogayyde @quilloftheclouds @ashen-crest @writeblrfantasy @celestepens @stardustspiral @pepperdee @extra-magichours @avi-why @lefttigerobservation @chazzawrites @bardolatrycore @innocentlymacabre

andromeda taglist:

@bebewrites @nicola-writes @dgwriteblr @the-orangeauthor @retrogayyde @akindofmagictoo @quilloftheclouds @nora-theteawriter @ashen-crest @corpsepng @writeblrfantasy @chaylattes @toboldlywrite @celestepens @stardustspiral @pepperdee @cheerfulmelancholies @extra-magichours @writeouswriter @cilly-the-writer @lefttigerobservation @rose-bookblood @drowsy-quill @chazzawrites @cynic-and-chief @enchanted-lightning-aes @aesa

gemini heist taglist:

@florraisons @akindofmagictoo @cream-and-tea @nicola-writes @memento-morri-writes @antique-symbolism @rose-bookblood @afoolandathief @pepperdee @avi-why @zonnemaagd @chazzawrites @analogued @enchanted-lightning-aes @innocentlymacabre @kahvilahuhut @celestepens @cilly-the-writer

#chayscribbles writing update #wip andromeda trilogy #wip andromeda rogue #wip gemini heist

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dcviline · 6 months

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Some important things I want to reiterate for my blogs. Some of these things are already in my rules but keep getting ignored repetitively and by different people so I'm going to clarify, and some of these are new additions. I'm sorry if any of this comes across as too harsh in wording, I am just very very tired & stressed irl due to the time of year so I'm gonna be more careful about curating my tumblr experience for the time being. Please read.

First of all, I can usually tell when you have not read my rules or the info I have on my muse(s). I'm not a hardass and I won't get fussy if you forget something, I don't expect everyone to memorize everything about my rules or portrayals, that's just an insane expectation to have in general so don't worry I am not gonna ask that of anyone lmao. We're all just human beings and a lot of us here have funky little brains so trust me I'm very chill about it. And it's okay if you skim, they are just there for reference if you ever need them. I also understand especially with my multis, I don't have info listed for every muse because I am moving things around a lot and still working on new pages, so it's okay to make mistakes. What I mean is, sometimes it's very easy to tell when someone followed without looking at anything at all. The only thing I ask for is an attempt to respect the guidelines and boundaries I have set for myself and the barest attempt to at least try to understand the muse you're intending to interact with instead of picking them purely for the face you saw or the blog aesthetic or whatever.

On that same note, don't try to interact with my muses just because of their faceclaims. Just . . . don't do this please. I'm honestly shocked about how many times this has happened to me in the past year alone. I do not like the concept of face hunts or wanted opposites based solely on a faceclaim and not the character itself; it makes me very uncomfortable.

All of my blogs are mutuals only. If we are not mutuals, I will not be interacting with you on a roleplay basis. I will not be writing starters or answering ic thread starters in my inbox for non mutuals. This is how I curate my space. It's not personal, but please respect this boundary I have set. I have it on my pinned post that I am private and mutually exclusive, so there is no excuse to ignore this.

I am not fast about following back 70% of the time. I'm cautious about who I follow for the sake of curating my dash space. If you do not have an accessible place with your rules listed at the very least, then I will wait to follow until you do and I have read them. Outside of getting notified about a new follow, I check my new followers once or twice every 2-3 weeks, so yes, it can take a while in some cases, especially if I missed the original notification or if you didn't have your rules / info added at the time. Do not repeatedly follow / unfollow to get my attention. All this does is make me not want to follow at all. Please be patient with me, and if you can't afford me patience in even the littlest things, then this is not the blog for you.

I do have long-term writing partners that get prioritized. These are usually friends I have been writing with for years, so there is a great deal of trust and understanding already built. Of course this does mean that typically my inspiration will gravitate towards these mutually-built plots and dynamics, especially when my energy is low. I'm just a human being, not a writing machine. Having friends and having fun writing with them is not "cliquey", so if you hold this view, this is not the blog for you. (Yes, that has been an issue before.) I always welcome new writing partners! If we are mutuals, I want to write with you. Just understand that I do have a severe anxiety disorder, so I'm always shy when first meeting & getting to know someone new. Again, I am interested, just shy & anxious! So feel free to throw yourself and your muses at me first and I promise I will be elated.

Most of the muses I write are women or fem-aligned. I do notice when people only try to interact with my men & masc muses and completely ignore all of my women. Please don't be one of these people.

A new addition because of a trend I'm noticing more and more lately: please do not make the majority of your thread and ask replies to me in all caps. A little bit for decoration is fine, but if it's the majority of the reply, the odds are I cannot read it. I am dyslexic and have adhd, and it's extremely hard (if not impossible in some cases) for my brain to get through a piece of writing if it's a giant block of all caps.

I won't follow you if you use templates / psds / etc. from resource creators and do not credit the people who made them. It takes minimum effort to simply acknowledge the people who went out of their way to make these things, and pretending that someone else's work (no matter how heavily you edited it) is your own is theft and overall icky behavior.

If we are mutuals, you are 100% welcome to come throw your muses at mine at any time! You can send ic asks (and continue them) or throw random starters at me whenever the inspiration hits you, the only requirements are don't godmod or forceship. (If you are unsure about anything, come talk to me!) I promise I do not bite <3

#᯽ ooc. ⊱ ── ❝ 𝘖𝘩 𝘯𝘰 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘪. ❞#will reblog this slowly on my other blogs so I don't clog the dash all at once #some of this is new and needs to be added to my rules too on some blogs

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littlerit · 2 years

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Aaah since you write Klaus so well, is there a chance I could ask for some help writing him?

Ahh thank you so much anon 🧡 Is there any story in particular you liked him in? I feel like I take a slightly different approach for each story so if you want an answer specific to a certain fic let me know!

I’m not sure quite what you’re looking for, so I’m just going to throw my thoughts down on a page and hope there is something useful in there for you.

Most characters are, to steal a shrek quote, like onions. They have layers. But I think Klaus is fun to play with because he’s like a funky nesting doll where each doll layer is different even as they are linked and come together to make a whole, and it means you can show different sides to him. He can be serious, and vulnerable, and empathetic. He can also be selfish, and annoying, and needy and quirky. And more often than not, he’s combining two of these layers at once, which is how we get such memorable moments as the hippo, and the scorpion and the frog. So I guess whenever I’m writing him, I have in the back of my mind ‘What does he mean/what is he feeling here’ and ‘how is he projecting this/is he hiding behind a mask’.

From a dialogue, or internal monologue (I do love an internal monologue…..I can go pages before I realise that oh shit, yes, humans usually say something out loud I best write some dialogue…) he is possibly the most fun character to play with. I think varied sentence structure really, really helps with Klaus. They say you can have too much of a good thing, but I think with Klaus in this sense more can be more. His mind doesn’t follow a regular rhythm, doesn’t settle in logical and predictable patterns of behaviour (except perhaps, the self-loathing spirals). Short sentences, long running on sentences, the ‘I had thought and whoops a bird flew by and isn’t that flower pretty and wait what was I talking about again? Ah yes rambling distracted Klaus monologue’. Those kind of sentences. They all work for Klaus.. And made up or badly mis-remembered words and phrases. It’s a great time to get creative or try out some turns of phrase you’ve half dreamt up and aren’t completely sure make sense.

And I guess from a actions/reactions point of view - Klaus is flamboyant. He often wants to get a reaction from his audience, because then they are acknowledging him, and reacting to him, and reacting to what he has said and done. The opposite of the ghosts of his childhood, who demanded and demanded his attention but always took and never gave, and never reacted to what he wanted or what he said. Absent minded gestures, grand gestures, silly gestures, theatrical gestures, they all fit Klaus depending on his mood. And I find that when I want to portray that something is serious, or something is wrong, with Klaus, the best way to do it, is to make Klaus small. More contained. Smaller, more deliberate actions, and words, and mannerisms. Quieter. Words with more deliberation and thought. In that sense, it says the most when he says and does less.

Ok wow I think I just rambled my way around the houses and barely half answered the question, rather like Klaus himself, but I hope something in there was useful as to my thought processes when writing Klaus?

For more generalised writing advice, I do love the Helping Writers Become Authors blog - and she recently did a blog on unique character voices which you may find parts of it useful if you are trying to make your Klaus voice stand out from the rest of the characters. [Link to the blog post here]

Thanks for the ask and apologies for the ramble! 🧡

#klaus hargreeves #the umbrella academy #fic writing #anon ask #ask

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archived-and-moving · 2 years

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Well so... did you like Arcane? Favorite character, moment, etc? I'd love to hear your thoughts!

Anon. Oh sweet anon I'm so very sorry you asked this (no im not >:))

Anyway, I loved Arcane. I'd just kind of...decided not to watch it for a few months now, so I missed a lot of the hype when it first came out. (Which, I'm pretty sure will be around 11-ish months while writing this. So uhm. It's been a little bit.) I'm not quite sure why, it's just kind of hard for my brain sometimes, even when my friends really like a piece of media and recommend it to me.

I was actually going on a quick trip, and needed entertainment, so I frantically texted one of my closest friends and boom!!! She recommended I watched Arcane! So finally a downloaded the fourth episode (blaming my phone's funky storage on this one) and watched Happy Progress Day in a good bit of confusion before going back and watching the first three when I got home.

So! Some thoughts: (Spoilers for anyone who's thinking about watching Arcane. It's really good and I truly recommend it, but you will be seriously spoiled if you read any further. You've been warned.)

Favorite Character: Oh!! That's so very hard because I don't think there's a character's writing that I specifically dislike! I enjoy how each and every character is so incredibly interwoven into the plot. However, I think I'm going to have to narrow it down to 3.

First is: Jinx!

Everyone and their mother I feel like has made art about Jinx, and also talked about her, from what little I've seen of the fandom. But goddamn does she deserve it.

She's so incredibly fucked up, but the narrative really makes you understand her actions and why they happen. It almost makes you root for her in a way. The way that her backstory is set up, from start to end is simply incredible.

Each and every path that she faces is another nail in the coffin for what she used to be. Her narrative arc is one of corruption, and her struggle with mental illness is one that is so compelling that whenever the show switches to her POV, I can't help but fist pump and also whisper a horrified "No" at the same time.

Because she's descending into a path of madness driven on by some serious abandonment, a rough life from the get-go, and the urge to convince someone that she's worth the trouble. She's worth it so please please please don't let her go. Don't leave her.

It's such a heartbreaking cycle that truly gets into my emotions and makes me feel. I'm obsessed with the way that the narrative does not throw her away like many of the characters coinciding with her arc are portrayed as doing, but also the way that it balances out her tragic past elements with some absolute badass scenes with such dope action and visuals that the screen she's on is only slightly tinged with sadness.

I wish I could put it into better words, but Jinx is simply off-the-walls in a way that is so unnervingly fun, but also devastating to watch as she scrambles to keep the people she loves close when she feels them drift away.

2. Heimerdinger

You don't understand my love for this eccentric ex-councillor. If I could go out and get lunch with any of these characters it'd be him. I want him to sloppily write all of his ideas on a napkin that I try to decipher for hours, only to fall back onto my bed in defeat.

I want to hear him talk about issues he think are important, and what he finds to be integral to his life. I would literally listen to this dude talk for hours and hours upon end, and watch with childlike wonder at his glorious inventions.

He's literally soooooooo amazing and I love him. I love the way that he was first introduced too!! He's just a goofball who really doesn't try to be funny. And omg when he's wandering the streets and shows the girl the top?? When he finds Ekko???

You literally cannot fathom how wiggily this man makes me feel.

Also I think it's something about his history.

He's seen dangerous devices before. He's seen the rise and the fall of entire planets and populations. He's built a city from the ground up, only upon the idea of progress and the scientific method. He wishes for those around him to let their curiosity take hold and lead them to projects and places all around them.

He truly wishes that everyone has the chance to be a scientist, and he's such an oxymoron. He's a scientist who gets stuck in the ways of his past, and it's a battle that he fights throughout all of his screen-time during the show.

I love Heimerdinger so much <33

Also have you seen his mustache?

[ID: Heimerdinger looking just off to the right, his face contorted in anger with his two fists on a table that reaches up to his waist. END ID]

And finally, last but not least:

Caitlyn Kiramman

This one isn't as rooted in narrative drive as it is for how amazingly Caitlyn fits into the show as a main character simply through her dynamics with other characters alone.

I'm head over heels for her friendship with Jayce. I love the scene that they share in Happy Progress Day, I'm over the moon with the fact that for her investigation she lets Vi go, only to grow to love her as their narrative throws shit at them that they have to face together.

I love that through Caitlyn, we get to see the soft side of Vi come back, the protectivness, the love, and the bickering that comes with it is absolutely a delight. I swear the two of them could have a spin-off Nancy Drew-esc story and I would read it.

And the way that Jinx sees her as a threat? The way that when she sees Vi finding love and being able to cope with her trauma by moving forward, she thinks that there is only one place at Vi's side. That she thinks that Vi is betraying her?

You don't understand. I'm going feral.

I also think that Caitlyn's ambition to do what she loves no matter who tells her otherwise is simply proven wrong. For the girl will be an enforcer, she knows that she will. No one can stop her.

Also she and Vi may or may not be in love and I simply think that that is absolutely a relationship that I need in my life as sapphic (?) myself.

(Honorable mentions go to Viktor and Mel. You both deserve the world and I adore them to bits.)

My favorite things about the show:

Dude. Dude this show is so incredible writing-wise. It tells a compelling story, grappling with so many issues at once and somehow managing to do it all in a clear way. The representation is at it's peak, because these characters are not gay for extra points, they are not black to check off a box. They are deeply thought out characters with narrative arcs that bounce off their traits. They are not simply marketing ploys and it's refreshing. (godDAMN my standards are low)

Anyway the storytelling capabilities that this show pulls off with the dynamic characters bouncing off one another, a seamless timeskip, lore that pulls me in and fascinates me as a consumer, and themes that pique my interest makes it one of my favorite shows of all time.

The art style too. Gah!! I'm in love with the way that the characters' designs work, the way that the lighting is handled in different scenes, the painting look that the models take. It's such an amazing and most likely time-consuming animation style, but it turned into one of the most gorgeous-looking shows that I've ever seen.

And dude. dude. The. The the the. The soundtrack. The incredibly differing soundtrack that varies from song to song, depending on the mood that the show is trying to capture is OUGh. Snakes, Enemy? Such bops, would sprint to them anytime, 11/10.

Favorite scene?

*shaking uncontrollably* The fucking ending one. The last scene takes into account all of the factors that make Arcane such a special show as a whole, and it wraps 'em up in this nice little present for the show to end off on.

The way that Silco is killed like any other man, the way that betrayal bleeds into his eyes as he dies, acceptance in his words as Jinx cradles his head in her hands, apologizing profusely for what she's done.

The narrative parallel to the line "She's a loose canon" so much earlier in the show is a stab to the heart as you watch the light fade from his eyes.

The way that What Could Have Been plays hauntingly through the entire scene, the viewer's eyes dreading the way that it's about to end. And the way that the characters' expressions twist in different ways as the final missile blows into the council window, the way that Mel's figure is highlighted before it's hit.

There are many scenes that are incredible, but this one might be my up at one of my favorites of all time.

To get even more specific, the way that Caitlyn's slow motion sob turns into her mother's resigned face as she makes her vote--that part literally broke me.

I think that literally might be my favorite shot in the entire show.

Anyway, to summarize my incredibly long post of thoughts, Arcane is a cinematic masterpiece, and I wish I could go into more detail, but it's like 12am and my brain isn't really up to the task. Thank you so much for the ask, needless to say, I loved the show to bits <33

#tobi goes batshit over arcane #tobi talks too much #long post #asks #nameless traveler

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nixie-writes · 2 years

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Hey hey! You’re lovely vamp reader here! I loved those requests! Thank you so much! Is it cool if I send you some fun requests your way? If possible, I got one for you.

GN! Reader/Hazbin Staff and Angel with a sinner with powers of the Night and Lunar Magic that’s primordial. Think of Nyx, Stolas, or Selene (Moon Goddess) type.

Hello, great to see you again! I'm always happy to hear your ideas, and I'm glad you like what I put out, it means a lot! Okay, I HAVE to take this on with a reader who's associated with Astrology because I haven't studied it for six years for nothing I could read my chart to you without missing a beat- plus Astrology is kinda primordial I suppose? It does have magic roots and such. And Stolas, in Demonology, does hold dominion over Astrology I believe. If you want me to do this differently let me know! Gender neutral pronouns used, under the cut for length and possible triggers. TW: brief mention of alcohol (Husk), I don't believe there's any other triggers but let me know if I need to add any.

Alastor - He's never been too interested in things that aren't pheasable. If he can't see it or touch it, he doesn't understand it. That's where [Y/N] comes in! - They would start by casually asking for his birthday, to which he'd definitely refuse to state, and they'd guess at his chart. He'd blow it off at first but, over time, get curious. - So he'd ask questions, and they would dump info on him about things he didn't even ask about. Who is this Chiron and what do they have to do with all this? He just wanted to know why they were throwing all these funky words at him now he's getting a lecture. - Despite being a sinner, they have influence over Astrology on a broad basis and use it to their advantage, taking into account other sinners' charts to understand them better and appeal to them. - Over time Alastor comes around to the idea of it, though he still doesn't understand it and isn't necessarily interested in learning too much, but he likes the idea of having an accomplice with a unique ability to help him persuade others into deals with him.

Angel Dust - Angel is probably the second least interested in Astrology, but he'll bite and ask. He gets hit with a host of questions and facts and spends thirty minutes listening to a stranger ramble on about something he's never even heard of before. Why does it matter that his Jupiter is in Gemini he doesn't care. - He will occasionally ask them a question relating to Astrology if he needs to burn some time for any reason but he'll only pay half attention for a while. - It's when he learns that another average sinner can manipulate Astrology that he's actually interested. He wants to see it happen. So he dares them to go pull it off on Husk, and they do. - This is followed by an emotionally distant Husk and Angel laughing his ass off because they exposed Husk for having a Cancer Venus or whatever and they explained it in detail and Husk got defensive and threw a wine bottle at them. - He's not exactly interested in Astrology, nor does he care to learn much about it, but he likes his new friend and their passion and ability with Astrology, and if it makes them happy he has no issue listening to them rant on about something that makes zero sense to him, but he'll try his best.

Husk - In his long life he met a few fortune tellers and what-not who pulled magic tricks by using basic Astrology, so he doesn't expect much when he meets a sinner who claims to have an influence on Astrology. - It's after a five minute conversation that they ask for his birthday and he responds and they yell out, "you're a Capricorn that makes so much sense!" He doesn't give a damn but he'll listen to them go on about him being a Capri Sun or whatever. - He'll try to emulate what they're doing and make a guess at their sign and get it wrong each time. He still thinks it's a magic trick. - He changes his mind, however, when they show their work in action. They're both in a bar, Husk is drunk as hell about to get in a bar fight and they intervene, appealing to the other sinner's most personal feelings and beliefs and calms them down, saying something to the extent of, "your mother wouldn't let you talk like that". Afterwards he asks what it was all about and they simply respond, "oh, their Saturn is in Cancer". If it was a magic trick it was pretty damn convincing. - He'll affectionately refer to them as his little fortune teller, they're always looking at constellations and planet positions and once panicked because Mercury Retrograde was about to happen and he found it hilarious.

Charlie - As the princess of Hell, she's seen many sinners with many different abilities, such as Alastor, but she's yet to meet a sinner with the ability to understand and manipulate Astrology. - She'd ask a lot of questions. Did their obsession with Astrology as a human land them in Hell? What will they do with their knowledge when they're redeemed? - She's too busy to really listen to [Y/N] go on about Astrology, but she finds spare time to listen to tidbits of it. She finds it engaging. - She knows they can manipulate Astrology for their benefit, but kindly requests they not do anything bad with their ability and try to do good things. - Her plan is for them to use their ability to appeal to other sinners trying to redeem themselves, perhaps speak to them on a more personal level and understand them more, then relay that information back to Charlie so she can better work with individual sinners. - Overall Charlie finds it engaging and interesting and, while she doesn't have the spare time to learn too much about it, she thinks a sinner with that kind of power would be useful in helping redeem sinners in the hotel, and kindly requests they join the staff to help her and other program runners understand individual situations from a unique standpoint.

Vaggie - Having been alive during the internet era, she knew a fair bit about Astrology herself, she at least knew a few of her signs or whatever but never took it seriously, it was more of a hobby for her. - Upon meeting a new sinner in the hotel and asking about any special abilities, they responded with the option to manipulate Astrology, and she asked them to elaborate. - "Well you're visibly an Aquarius moon, you likely had mommy issues and right now I'm going to trigger your second house in Sagittarius to make you question why you couldn't get money in only one way." - Immediately Vaggie found herself insecure in how she earned money during life and how she never held down one job because she always chased another and could never stick to one profession. - "Okay, I can see how you make that work. Why do you want to be redeemed?" They would explain that their obsession with Astrology led them to a completely accidental death, and how they wanted to reverse their judgement by using their new ability for a good use to be redeemed. - Vaggie is a little suspicious but lets them join the hotel under a variety of programs. She doesn't ask much of them, only that they don't use their ability to manipulate others or do bad things. - She would see good opportunity in this ability and would hope they would do their best to put it to good use, and actively encourages them to use their ability to help others, but knows they're the only one who can decide what they do with such an ability.

Nifty - She read her horoscope in the newspaper daily, she thought she knew everything about Astrology! Like, she's a Virgo, what else is there? Oh, the entire solar system takes into account? Stars, too? She wants to learn more! - While she's cleaning and cooking she loves to hear them ramble on about different aspects of Astrology and how they make Astrology work in their favor. She especially likes to learn more about her own chart and what it means about her. - She would go out of her way to better understand Astrology, even buying books and other media to learn more. Of course her main source of learning comes from [Y/N]. - She'd try her own hand at Astrology, trying to guess different charts based on others' personalities, and she's usually pretty good at it, which excites her! - She can't manipulate Astrology the way [Y/N] can but she likes to be their wing-woman to help along the way. She doesn't belong to them but she likes to be around when they're doing their Astrology stuff as a second opinion and voice of reason.

#tw alcohol #tw alcohol mention #Hazbin Hotel x reader #Hazbin x reader #Alastor x reader #Angel Dust x reader #Husk x reader #Husker x reader #Charlie x reader #Charlie Morningstar x reader #Vaggie x reader #Nifty x reader #Niffty x reader

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anonquack · 3 years

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Alex Quackity x Reader, Oneshot!

Word Count: 4256

Warnings: None, just some curse words. Fluff :]

Summary: Being such good friends with Quackity leads to the inevitable; catching feelings. In fear of ruining your friendship with him, you kept quiet about your feelings. Although usually good at that, after a merch drop and a slip-up on stream, you prepare yourself for the worst. Queue the incoming call from Quackity himself.

Today had been a productive day, in your opinion. You'd woken up earlier than usual, ate breakfast, cleaned around your apartment, and managed to get started on editing a video you'd recently filmed.

That's why you considered yourself very deserving of sitting down and enjoying your friend's stream as you ate some snacks.

Quackity had a fun stream planned, and had hyped up a 'big announcement' on Twitter, and the whole timeline was already speculating what it could be as they awaited for Quackity to start stream.

Being his friend had some perks though, contrary to popular belief. He'd discussed with you what the big announcement was as you sat on call with him a few nights prior to the big day. It was merch, and according to your past experience with Planet Duck products, it was sure to be soft and super comfy. You were very much looking forward to getting your hands on some of his new merch.

He'd brought up sending some to you, one of the previously mentioned perks of being his friend, but you politely declined. Much to his surprise. He'd asked why and you'd simply stated that "It was fine," and perhaps it came off as a bit rude. A 'no thanks' to his merch that you hadn't even seen.

But you had plans of your own, you wanted to acquire said merch on your own, and support him financially in the process. He didn't have to know that though, so with a small 'Oh' from him as his response, you swiftly changed topic of conversation.

Now here you sat, watching the stream as Quackity explained what he'd be doing with his friend John Smith. Riding go-karts around what looked like a storage unit. You couldn't help but worry as you watched them zoom around, occasionally getting close to crashing, and eventually doing just that.

The stream itself was rather fun to watch, but you kept your debit card beside you. This was in case he decided to drop the merch announcement out of nowhere. And that was exactly what he did. Another perk of being his friend was you grew a 6th sense for these type of things. Always had a feeling for what was about to happen when it came to Quackity.

You watched as the chat freaked out, watched as the notification from Planet Duck went out, notifying everybody that the merch had been released. You quickly typed into your computer, and the internet seemed to be taking its time to redirect you to Quackity's merch site.

After some time, it finally loaded and you began to look at all the options. The merch was wonderful, Quackity had been hyping it up to you (you'd asked for no reveals, wanting to wait like everyone else) and he had been absolutely right.

Most of the designs were new, except for the iconic Planet Duck logo, and were all very cute. You had Quackity's stream playing in the background as you maneuvered your way around the site, finally deciding on which merch you'd be buying.

As you went to purchase, a red sign alerted you that there was no shipping to your location. To which you quickly raised an eyebrow, panic starting to rush through you. Maybe you should've accepted his offer.

After refreshing multiple times and watching the Twitter timeline freak out as well over the inability to ship to several locations, it finally seemed to work, and the payment finally went through. A big "Thank you for your purchase" appearing onto the screen.

You let out a sigh of relief, clicking back onto the tab where the stream was, a small smile on your face. You'd actually managed to get it on your own. It was nerve-racking, when it seemed like you wouldn't be able to get the shipping to work, when it seemed like it'd sell out before you had the chance to buy some.

Now you finally understood what it felt like, the stress of getting your hands on merch before it sold out. It'd been an exhilerating experience.

You relaxed into your seat as Quackity's laugh filled the room. He was recreating bits from Fast and Furious, and zooming all over the place. You watched with a fond smile as he drove around, throwing random Spanish profanities at John Smith here and there.

The funky heart glasses he had on did nothing to ease the warmth that was spreading through your chest at the sight of him. You were suffering due to your confusing feelings towards your close friend, but nobody knew, or at least that is what you told yourself.

You tried to focus on something else, something that wasn't solely him. The go-karts were going pretty fast, and you remembered the scene they were recreating from the movie. Whichever random thought came to mind, you'd focus on it instead, too scared to let your thoughts wander elsewhere.

When it came to and end, you were conflicted. You were glad your heart would be able to catch a break, but you also missed him almost immediately. Sickening, really.

You took some time to reflect on what you'd done so far. Cleaned, ate your meals, worked on some editing, got some Quackity merch, and enjoyed a fun stream. It was rather productive, to say the least.

But there was still some time left in the day, and you figured you'd put the energy coursing through your body to use.

Taking a seat at your desk, you turned your monitor on before opening the twitch app. An alt stream would be perfect right now. After going live and sending out a tweet letting your followers know you were live, you patiently waited for the viewers to start coming in.

Considering this was an alt stream, you figured you'd play some random game and just chat for a bit before heading to bed. As the viewers came in, you gave your greetings before opening a tab for roblox, getting on a random server to play an obby game as you talked to chat.

There was a content smile on your face as you asked chat how their day had been, how they were feeling, your little character jumping around and passing through the beginner levels on the obby game.

"I'm actually in a really good mood, chat. My day has been going so well." You began, glancing at chat here and there, smile growing at the memory of the adventures acquiring Quackity merch.

After the chat was flooded with questions asking about what had happened, you indulged. "I was watching Quackity's stream earlier today, and it was so much fun!" The smile grew before softening as you focused on the obby. "I was also able to get some of his new merch."

The chat erupted into bits of 'friends supporting friends' to 'y/n in quackity merch???' and people yelling that they had been or weren't able to get merch.

Seeing the chat made you laugh, nodding your head a bit. "No because I was so nervous I wouldn't be able to get some-" you admitted, attention now focused solely on telling the viewers about your own experience.

"I was trying to purchase, and there was a line, and then it said it wouldn't ship to my location?? I was so worried I wouldn't be able to get some. But it finally worked. I'm excited for it to get here." You finished your small rant, a content smile on your lips.

Chat consisted of people agreeing with the technical difficulties occurring at the time of the merch drop, others saying they were too broke to buy anything. It felt nice, to see something from their perspective and also have shared an experience like this.

"Big Q actually offered to send me some, but I told him no because I wanted to get it myself.. Wanted to get it fair and square." You said as you refocused on the obby in front of you, fond smile on your face as you thought about how nice he was. He was willing to send all of his friends some of his merch, free of cost.

"Also wanted to give him my support by actually purchasing it, you know?" You added, resting your chin on the palm of your hand as it leaned against your desk. You took this time to read chat, which was exploding with what you thought was a combination of Quackity's username with yours, and 'bffs ur honor!!'.

You smiled at that, hands finally moving your character around. "Really, he has been such an amazing friend, extremely welcoming, always fun to be around. And just.. life is never dull when he's around. He's always been there for me when I needed it and well‐" A pause. "I'm glad I was able to support him in some way." You hummed softly as you finished up yet another small rant about Quackity.

At the realization that you'd been talking about him for far too long, and that he was not meant to be the focus of your alt stream, you cleared your throat and began focusing on the obby game once again.

You shifted the topic of conversation to the video you'd also been editing today, and that quickly took everyone's attention away from how affectionately and fondly you'd been speaking of your dear friend. Everyone was now excited about the new video.

Seeing how easily the chat's focus changed made you ease up a bit, and you were able to enjoy the rest of your stream playing random roblox games and discussing some stuff with chat. It lasted for a bit longer before you finally decided to end stream.

Some goodbyes and after stream officially ended, you found yourself on Twitter. Everything seemed pretty peaceful on the timeline, up until the trending page came up.

Your name was trending, along with 'QUACKITY IN CHAT' and the infamous combination of usernames. A monstrosity, really.

You heard yourself audibly gulp as you clicked on the trending topic 'quackity in chat'. Much to your dismay it was true. There was screenshots that showed Quackity was watching your stream. That meant that he'd heard you talking about him in that sickening tone. That tone that was unnecessarily sweet and fond.

You didn't know who was freaking out more, the so-called shippers, the timeline, or yourself. You gently bit at the inside of your cheek, scrolling and reading all the tweets of people trying to guess how Quackity must've felt while hearing all that. Others raising an eyebrow at how long you'd gone on about Quackity and how 'perfect' he was.

You'd fucked up, that was for sure, and it wasn't even intentional or fan service of any kind. It was an alt stream, it wasn't planned in any way, shape, or form. He'd been brought up, and you'd accidentally spilled all fond thoughts you held of him.

Your cursor hovered over a specific tweet that read, 'want someone to talk about me the way y/n talks about big q'. It was sweet, and perhaps made you smile just a little bit.

As you read it over in your head, a notification popped up on your screen, the discord notification ringing in your ears as you read who the message was from. Quackity.

You messed around with your mouse for a bit before finally closing the Twitter tab, and instead opting to open the unread message.

Quackity

hey (:

You stared at it for a bit, blinking in disbelief at how normal the message came across. Perhaps he'd tuned in during the last half of the stream. Perhaps he hadn't been able to watch while you rambled about him, and perhaps he hadn't been on Twitter either. One could hope.

y/n hi (:

It showed that he was typing almost immediately after, and you tried your best to calm your nerves.

Quackity call?

You felt yourself tense at the message. Maybe he wanted to let you down kindly. 'Hey! Saw your stream, and I just wanted to ask if you could chill the fuck out. That was kind of creepy. Maybe never speak of me ever again. Do not perceive me any longer, thanks!'

Something along those lines for sure. That's what probably awaited you if you said yes to this. But what exactly were you supposed to do instead?

y/n ofc

It only took a few seconds for the call to come through. Stalling wouldn't help, so you answered by the third ring.

He greeted you, and everything seemed normal. The calls were normal between you two, but you were just on edge due to twitter trending and the stream that took place less than an hour ago.

"How are you feeling, Quackity?" You asked with a small smile, today was a big day for him, and you were sure he'd enjoy talking about how fast the merch sold.

"I'm doing great. Really happy that the fans liked the designs and just.. we sold a lot. I'm happy." He restated the last bit, the smile was obvious in his voice. You didn't have to be seeing it to know. Another perk of being so close to him. You had a clear visual image of what he probably looked like right now. Cute smile plastered onto his equally cute face.

"I'm really happy for you, Big Q. You deserve all the success that is coming your way and more." You hummed softly. Everything you were saying, you meant wholeheartedly. There was silence for a bit before he finally spoke again.

"I watched your stream."

Fuck. There it was. You should've expected it but it still hit like a ton of bricks. You felt your mouth turn dry, could barely manage to get out the word, "Yeah?"

"Mhm." Straight to the point. There was a bit of silence, you were unsure of what to say. Why had he brought it up? It was bound to happen, but what was the reason behind bringing it up? To tease you, let you know he wasn't interested, or because roblox obbies are just so much fun?

"You didn't have to buy it, you know?" He finally said, breaking the silence.

"I wanted to." You reassured, "the merch is really pretty. Worth every penny."

"I could've sent you whichever you wanted." He stated bluntly. As if it was weird of you to have gone and bought it on your own.

"Thank you, but I wanted to buy it myself. Let me? Please?" Let me show my support this way, is what you meant to say. It came out softer than intended, and you could feel your heart beating against your ribs. You really needed to watch your tone around him.

"Of course." He responded, just as softly. He'd drive you crazy one of these days. They'd have to lock you up, and you'd never see the light of day again.

"Did you have fun riding the go-karts?" You asked, a small smile on your lips as you wandered back onto the Twitter tab, a clip of his stream now on display on the timeline.

He let out a small laugh, "I did. Did you enjoy watching it?" You nodded before responding, "Of course. Was concerning watching you crash into walls though."

He hummed softly in response, possibly contemplating what to say with how long he took before he spoke again.

"Did you really mean all the things you said on stream?"

Somehow, even with your own attempts to change topic, the focus was back on your stream and the things that had been said. You wouldn't be able to dig yourself out of the hole you'd dug.

It was entirely your fault, for even allowing yourself to consider him as anything but a great friend. It was your fault for taking the late night calls, the sweet tones, and messages the wrong way. Your interpretations were all wrong and now you'd have to sit here and apologize for practically outing yourself on stream. For letting the whole world know that you had romantic feelings for a good friend of yours. You'd probably made him so uncomfortable.

You felt yourself cringe slightly at his words, already gone quiet for far too long. You had to speak up, even if it lead to a good friendship ending a few minutes from now.

"Of course I did. You're great, Alex." The use of his name was meant to assure him you meant it wholeheartedly. It made the moment feel more intimate, too. Much to your own dismay, yet again. You couldn't help it.

The possibility that your friendship with him could come to an end real soon made you act on your feelings. It left you unhinged. If it was all going to end here, maybe you'd allow yourself to act on impulse. End it with a bang.

"Thank you, really. I know I probably wasn't meant to hear all that, but it was really nice. Made me feel nice as well. And just, seeing that you didn't accept the merch from me because you wanted to support me directly.. thank you."

His voice was soft, felt like warm honey to your taste buds. You could almost hear your heart melting inside your chest, could feel it dripping down and touching your diaphragm, oozing into every single crevice in your body. You'd never understand how he had such effects on you. How he was able to make you so fond of him.

"I meant every single word. You deserve that and so much more." You reassured yet again, a small smile on your lips. You heard him let out a small chuckle, which made you laugh as well.

Moments later, he had turned his camera on, wanting to show you all the merch. You'd asked for him to put it on, since you were a 'visual learner' and had to see it on him in order to fully understand what it looked like. He had playfully rolled his eyes, but hadn't really argued against it.

So there you were, watching as he changed from hoodie to hoodie, moving out of frame to change into the shirts. You could feel your heart thumping harshly against your rib cage at the sight of him. Some looked bigger on him, some looked just right. They all looked wonderful, and super comfy. Perhaps that was simply because they were on him, and he looked so comfy.

He looked like he could give the best hugs.

"You really think so?" His voice came out a bit sheepish, and the light pink that dusted his cheeks was becoming more and more evident. Huh?

"What?" You said, a dumb look on your face as you tried connecting the dots.

"That I could give the best hugs." He stated slowly, as if he was testing how it sounded before adding, "Do you really think that?"

Had you really said that out loud? Fuck. It took acting on impulse to a whole other level. This wasn't something you two usually did, but I guess it was okay since everything might be ending soon. Ballsy moves.

"Yeah. You make the merch look so cozy." Your throat felt dry, eyes glued to his face, wanting to catch every single second of his reaction. Wanting to see each movement of his facial muscles, to find out what it could possibly entail. "Makes me wonder what your hugs feel like." You admitted.

Your eyes scanned the entirety of his face, perking up slightly at the sight of his face flushing, leaving him with the softest tint of pink to spread across his cheeks, almost matching his pretty lips. What the hell did that even mean?

"Maybe you won't have to wonder for too long. With guidelines being lifted and all." The line. Blurred at that very moment, for sure. His eyes were glued to you as well, which only made you hesitate every single movement you could think of doing at that moment.

"And in the meantime? What am I supposed to do?" Risky. Crossing lines, jumping over hurdles. This all had to be against friend rules or something. You could feel your sanity decreasing each second this call went on. But he wasn't stopping any of this either.

"I could send you a hoodie." The sentence brought you out of your Quackity-induced haze, making you quickly shake your head. What? Before you could protest or ask what the hell that was supposed to mean, he explained.

"My hoodie. Y'know. Mine. One I wear. You can give it back when we meet up, perhaps."

Your mouth went dry again, shocked at the domestic feeling it gave. He was suggesting he send one of his hoodies. It would smell like him. It was the closest thing to giving him an actual hug. It would be paradise.

"You'd really do that?" You asked, still in disbelief, but he quickly nodded his head. "Oh." You said softly, before a smile appeared on your face. "I would like that, then."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

"I'll send it then." He hummed, smile spreading on his lips as well. Everything going on was making you feel dizzy. It felt so surreal.

You'd mentally prepared yourself for the worst, but instead were met with a flirtatious Quackity. He'd said sweet things to you before, but you never allowed yourself to take it seriously, not wanting to get your hopes up. And it never went to this extent.

It seemed he realized what just went down, a loud laugh escaping his lips. "Holy shit. You're gonna have one of my hoodies soon."

"I am." You chimed in, smile on your lips as well.

"And you'll wear it around." He added.

"I will."

"You'll look good, as always."

You could feel the heat rush to your face. What was going on? Was this real, or just a very cruel dream? Alex Quackity was fucking flirting with you.

"Are you flirting with me?" Bewildered tone, raised eyebrows. Your brain couldn't even begin to progress what was being said.

"What the fuck does it look like I've been doing?"

"Have you really?" Warmth spread across your chest at how blunt he was being. The line was gone. It'd been erased, never to be seen again. There was no shame in him. Admitting he was flirting with his whole chest.

"I have. Why are you so surprised though? I've subtly flirted with you before.. and I mean, were you not confessing your undying love to me on stream?" He raised a brow, feigned confusion on his face. He was teasing. You let out a groan, covering your face with your hands as he let out a laugh.

Surreal. He confessed to having flirted with you in the past. So you weren't delusional, nice to know. "Are you done?" You asked, face still covered by your hand in shame.

"I saw a tweet that was saying they felt like third wheels since I was in chat, and you were just going on about everything you liked about me." You kept your face covered. He was not stopping. Now he was the unhinged one.

He was visibly scrolling through the timeline at this point. "Oh, and one saying they want what we have. What do we have?"

You finally uncovered your face. "I don't know. Whatever the fuck this is, I guess?"

"Well, what is this?"

"Mm... whatever you want it to be." You finally answered, and there was a surprised look plastered on his face at that.

"Whatever I want?"

"Yeah." You paused. Would he regret this after he got out of this haze? What if it had just been flirting for fun? But he wouldn't play with your feelings like this, would he?

Alex Quackity was perfect though, and perhaps he had a sixth sense about when stuff was wrong with you, because he caught on to your hesitation.

"Hey." He called out softly. The teasing, flirtatious tone was gone, now replaced by the softer tone reserved for late night calls, or when everybody else in the vc had left and it was just you two.

You look at where his face was on your monitor, relaxing a bit simply by his tone and the soft gaze he held on you.

"I know everything sort of progressed pretty fast tonight.. but your stream really helped me realize a few things. I do like you, y/n. Not fucking around or anything." He said it in a firm tone, one that told you he wasn't messing around, but still felt oh so intimate.

Everything he was saying was exactly what you wanted and needed to hear. Reassurance that your feelings weren't unrequited. You couldn't believe your rambling on stream had lead you guys here.

"I like you, too. If that wasn't obvious already." You mumbled out, eyes averting before glancing to see his reaction. He had the biggest, cutest, grin on his face. Charming, and extremely contagious. You couldn't help but smile back.

Holy shit.

"Is this real?" You asked out loud, smile never leaving your face.

"It is. All thanks to your ranting on stream. How cool is that?"

You couldn't help but still feel rather embarrassed that he'd heard all of it, but it had brought you two here. All embarrassment was worth it. Especially if it meant it opened up a whole new world of possibilities for you two.

"Very cool." You mumbled, before a smile appeared on your lips. Today really couldn't have gone any better.

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swordgayist · 3 years

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cultural appropriation in ATLA (hinduism edition)

i’m sure there’s already a ton of posts about this, but whatever, i’m still making one idc.

ATLA’s cultural appropriation, everyone knows about it, the white people don’t speak about it, and the asian and indigenous people get ignored. we know the cycle. but i wanted to come here and highlight some of the most prominent examples of ATLA abusing hinduism, as i am kinda sorta hindu (i was raised in a hindu household, i go to chinmaya mission, that kinda shit). i might forget some things so keep that in mind.

this is gonna be divided into 3 main sections, since there are different ways that they disrespect hinduism that i don’t wanna lump together.

and i’d say i know a lot about hinduism but that doesn’t make me an expert, obviously, so if other hindus have anything to add and/or correct then please do !! and if anyone else wants to share how their cultures were appropriated then please do that as well !!

so let’s get started shall we?

appropriating hinduism

1) the avatar

we’ll start with the most obvious example: the avatar itself

i know that there are parts of the avatar mythos that are taken from other cultures as well but the idea of the avatar itself is primarily from hinduism.

basically in hinduism, the term dashavatara refers to the 10 reincarnations of lord vishnu (the god of preservation), with avatar(a) meaning form or incarnation in sanskrit, and das(a) meaning ten. it was said that whenever the world was out of balance, lord vishnu would come down to earth in a certain form to restore balance. Each reincarnation is considered a different life with a different story. the avatars of lord vishnu are often considered the saviors of the world.

so basically, the central idea of the show and the actual name of the show is largely based on hinduism.

2) chakras

many different indian religions have a concept of chakras (chakra meaning wheel or circle in sanskrit), but hinduism is the one that primarily preaches the system of seven chakras, the version used in ATLA.

chakras connect the physical body to the ‘subtle’ body (referring more to the spirit and the psyche) by connecting parts of the body to aspects of the mind. the idea is that through different forms of steady meditation you can manipulate the different chakras and allow the pure flow of energy through the body.

the whole idea of chakras on ATLA is that aang has to unblock them all to let the cosmic energy flow through him so that he can go into the avatar state at will. so yeah, pretty much that whole idea was taken from hinduism.

3) terminologies

these are just a few terms that were taken from hinduism. i’m pretty sure there are more that i can’t think of right now but yeah.

“agni” kai

i’ll be honest i don’t know where the ‘kai’ part is from, i don’t think it’s from hinduism but if it is well fuck me i guess. ‘agni’ in hinduism is the god of fire, so the creators used it in ‘agni kai’, the name for a firebending duel.

“bumi”

this is in reference to the hindu word for ‘earth’, which is bhoomi. this is also in reference to our goddess of earth, bhoomi devi. also this doesn’t really bother me but i wonder if the creators knew that bhoomi is a name typically used for women (as are most hindi names ending in ‘i’/‘ee’).

in general, concepts like having multiple complex gods (the spirits) who are capable of good and evil and the reincarnation cycle are prominent in a lot of asian cultures, including (and arguably primarily) hinduism.

mocking hinduism

now we get into the mockery of hinduism in ATLA, because it is very much there.

1) whoever the fuck that baboon guy in the spirit world was

now what the fuck was this.

i mean i wouldn’t say this is the most egregious example of them making fun of brown people but lord why did this even need to be there? this random guy from the spirit world has an indian accent ? and is fervently chanting ‘om’ for some reason, and it’s clearly meant to be seen as comical. also portraying brown people as monkeys....... really.

2) combustion man/sparky sparky boom man

when rewatching ATLA in 2019 i actually had no idea that this was a thing, because the last time i had watched it was as a kid and i didn’t finish it.

so lord was i in for a surprise when i saw...

now... now what.

if you didn’t know, combustion man’s ‘third eye’ is designed to replicate the hindu god of destruction, lord shiva. right down to the vibhuti on his forehead (referring to the three line markings around the third eye).

in hinduism, lord shiva’s third eye is used to reduce people to ashes, though as far as i can recall, not very frequently. the primary significance of the third eye is that it represents the ability of higher spiritual thought and higher consciousness.

the ATLA writers take the ACTUAL significance of the third eye, throw it out the window, and then take its destructive abilities to make a super duper cool and dangerous new firebending technique.

and if that wasn’t bad enough, the actual person who uses this technique, and is meant to emulate a GOD who is PRAISED, is a scary, burly, half metal man who is a villain and an assassin. not to mention the design of his facial hair replicates that super duper scary “terrorist” depiction of brown people, particularly of muslims, that white people are so thoroughly terrified of for no reason.

this is a parody of a god, and they portrayed him as this terrifying, maniacal fucking assassin who, along with p’li, the combustion bender from LOK, is constantly referred to as a “third-eyed freak”. i’ve made this analogy before and i’ll do it again, this is like making jesus into a hitman.

now onto my favorite example...

3) guru pathik

ah, this motherfucker.

i don’t really have any problems with him as a character, i mean hell, must’ve taken a fuck ton of patience to handle aang’s “why would choose cosmic energy over katara” bullshit.

but we all know it, we see it plain as day, don’t even try to deny it.

“guru” literally just means teacher or guide, so i don’t really know why pathik needed to be referred to as “guru” so distinctively from aang’s other teachers and guides, but that’s just extremely trivial compared to all the other issues with this character.

first of all what is this character design? what is he even wearing? if they’re trying to replicate the clothes of swamis and priests and stuff this is already wrong, realized people don’t dress like this. and why the fuck does he have an indian accent? and why was this indian accent done by a non indian (brian george)?

once again, the poor but extremely heavy indian accent is clearly meant to be mocking, if it wasn’t, they wouldn’t’ve gone out of their way to get a non indian person to DO an indian accent, and instead they would’ve just gotten an actual indian person to play the role.

and oh yeah, the onion and banana juice. because hindus just eat weird shit right.

whether it’s actually weird or not, the show certainly portrays it as weird. and as far as i know no hindu actually fucking drinks onion and banana juice.

ironic because brown people can absolutely destroy white people in cooking. but i digress.

i know what you’re all waiting for. because the guru apparently didn’t have enough fun with guru pathik, so they just had to come back to him in book 3:

where do i begin.

so this is obviously john o’bryan’s super funny and hilarious depiction of pathik as a hindu god.

usually when a god has multiple arms it’s to carry an array of things, from flowers to weapons to instruments, and one hand is typically free to bless devotees (ie. goddess durga and lord vishnu respectively):

but of course white people see this as weird and so they make fun of it, hence guru pathik having multiple arms just flailing about aimlessly (save for the two that are being used to carry the aforementioned onion and banana juice).

then there’s the whole light behind pathik’s head which is usually depicted in drawings of hindu gods to show that they are celestial.

also what the fuck is he holding? is that supposed to be a veena? because this is what a veena looks like:

and i assume the reason this was added was to mock the design of goddess saraswathi, who carries a veena:

but that right there in the picture of pathik looks more like a tambura than a veena.

and it also just kinda looks like a banjo?

but i guess the animators just searched up “long indian instrument” and slapped it on there. actually no, that’s giving them too much credit, they probably didn’t search it up at all.

and then the actual scene is pathik singing crazily about chakras tasting good or something while playing the non-veena and it’s all supposed to be some funky crazy hallucination that aang is having due to sleep deprivation. just some crazy dream, just as crazy as talking appa and momo sparring with swords or tree-ozai coming to life.

our gurus and swamis and sadhus and generally realized people are very respected in hinduism, they’re people we look up to and honor very much. and our GODS are beings that we literally worship. and the writers just take both and make caricatures out of them for other white people to laugh at.

4) other shit

before we move to the next portion i just wanna mention there are also smaller backhanded jabs that i can’t really remember now, but one example was when zuko was all “we’ll be sure to remember that, guru goody goody”. or when a character would meditate and say “om” only when the meditation is supposed to be portrayed as comical or pointless. or in bitter work when sokka was rambling on about karma. small things like that. but moving on.

south asian representation, or lack thereof

now i finally get to the “losing” hinduism part. by this i mean the lack of actual representation there is of south asians (the region where hinduism is primarily practiced) despite the fact that hinduism plays such a big role in the show’s world design.

i think it’s safe to say that broadly the main cast consists of aang, katara, sokka, zuko, toph, azula, iroh, mai, ty lee, and suki.

a grand total of none of these characters are south asian. the writers don’t even attempt to add any south asian main characters.

there are characters with dark skin, like haru and jet, but a) they’re not confirmed to be south asian and don’t have any south asian features or south asian names, b) they’re side characters, so they don’t count as representation, and c) even if they were south asian and main characters, jet wouldn’t even count because he’s portrayed as a terrorist.

the ONLY truly south asian character we get is fucking guru pathik. so yeah. not representation.

i don’t get how the creators of this show rip off of hinduism (among many other south asian cultures they rip off of), mock indians, and then don’t even have the decency to HAVE a main character who is south asian.

i’ve never gotten a chance to compile all this, and this definitely isn’t all the creators have done, but i hope this was somewhat informative.

#atla #cultural appropriation #hinduism #guru pathik #combustion man #chakras #avatar

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uppermocns-moved · 3 years

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if you’re taking requests maybe roadtrips with eren, jean, armin and connie?

road trips

oh my god this is the greatest idea i’ve ever heard.

eren, jean, armin, connie + road trips

(going on a road trip with all four of them at the end)

cw: fairly gender-neutral, modernverse, weed references

𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻 𝗷𝗮𝗲𝗴𝗲𝗿

eren insists on driving the whole time, no matter how long the trip is.

his phone is plugged into the aux because “my car, my rules” but he doesn’t complain when you unlock his phone and start picking songs.

forcing him to pull into a drive-through so he can eat real food, not just the 44 oz of mountain dew and monster energy he got from the gas station before you left.

hand-feeding him french fries.

playing i spy when it’s too dark to see anything, or on long highway stretches where the scenery doesn’t change.

“i spy... something blue.” “is it the sky?” “you’re so good at this, babe.”

it’s very easy to talk him into impulsive detours, even if they’re in the opposite direction – he may be the one driving, but he’s relying solely on you for instructions. just tell him where you’re going and he’ll take you there.

“___ is only a two hour drive from here! we should go!” “yeah? okay.”

driving with the windows down and enjoying the cool nighttime air.

car-camping in national parks – putting the seats down in the back and throwing together your bed for the night, sitting on the hood of his car to look at the stars with no light pollution, getting baked and watching a dumb show off his phone before going to sleep.

at this point, eren realizes he forgot to pack his phone charger so you’ve gotta share.

getting breakfast together. eren’s not a morning person, but he can’t be grumpy when you’re looking so cute and sleepy in one of his hoodies.

eren driving with one hand on the wheel and the other holding yours, occasionally lifting it up for a kiss as a silent thank you for being there with him. as if you’d dream of being anywhere else.

𝗷𝗲𝗮𝗻 𝗸𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗶𝗻

listening to the radio to keep things spontaneous, usually the classic rock stations.

jean taking his hands off the wheel because he needs to air-bass along.

listening to true crime podcasts when the radio cuts out – it’s funny watching jean’s face twist up in disgust during crime scene details, and sometimes he yells in response as if the podcasters can hear him. you also play detective about who you think did it – loser buys food at the next stop.

music keeps things energetic at the start, but podcasts keep his mind stimulated when he’s been driving for a while.

the original plan is to split the driving, but you end up falling asleep with your face smushed against the window and jean doesn’t have the heart to wake you up. he doesn’t mind driving the rest of the way.

stopping for food every couple of hours to make sure you’re both eating properly, not just snacks. you do have plenty of snacks, though.

jean going "uh – excuse me” whenever you open a bag of something and sticking his hand out. he’s like a dad, he always needs a handful of whatever you’re having. sharing is caring.

jean always packs a lot of unnecessary things, and he will reserve the right to say i told you so when his double-hammock comes in handy.

limited stops along the way (minus food/gas/bathroom) – getting there relatively early means you can relax in the hotel room and maybe explore/go out for dinner later that night.

when you take over driving, jean is a big window-watcher and takes a lot of pictures of the mountains/scenery.

already making plans on cool things you can do on the way back, when you have no time restraints – day trips, scenic rest stops, hikes, etc.

𝗮𝗿𝗺𝗶𝗻 𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗲𝗿𝘁

stopping at a starbucks first-thing to get drinks for the road (he makes sure to get some food too so you’re not just running off a venti iced coffee)

splitting the driving – armin is the better (and calmer) navigator so you usually take the first and final shift.

dozens of cute polaroids to put in your adventure scrapbook

researches fun (and romantic) things you can do when you get to your destination and reads them aloud to you. you come up with a plan together. that waterfall hike sounded really fun.

armin takes lots of videos because he likes making little montages for his socials

you’re in control of the music. armin likes when you show him new artists – he’ll slowly nod his head along and inevitably add the songs to his spotify. he really likes snail mail.

he takes over driving when you get tired – he likes holding your hand when he drives, or sometimes you’ll lean over and rest your hand on his thigh.

armin trying not to melt when you put on one of his hoodies for warmth – you have your own, but his are comfier and they smell like him.

silly games to pass time like i spy or looking for different license plates. it’s fun until armin gets clever and spies things like the mile marker from 10 miles back.

you insist you aren’t going to fall asleep because you wanna keep him company, but you end up curling into your pillow and dozing off mid-conversation. it’s adorable, and he doesn’t mind. he’ll usually turn on a podcast or an audiobook.

armin stays awake the whole time but it catches up with him once you reach your destination – all he wants to do is cuddle and rest up

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗲 𝘀𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿

leaving a day in advance or very early in the morning because you stop at every tourist attraction along the way.

scenic lookout? let’s go there. world’s biggest ball of yarn? fuck, count me in. meteor craters? already merging onto the exit. dinosaur bones? you read my mind.

picking up cool souvenirs along the way like geodes and stickers to put on his water bottle. maybe a funky lil alien to hang from the rearview mirror, along with his 20 tree air fresheners.

taking cute, cheesy pictures of and with each other – connie posing with his arms out like he’s holding the mountain, standing in front of national park signs, etc.

you collaborated on a road-trip playlist in advance (it’s 12 hours long)

somehow you end up listening to veggie tales or absolutely losing it until the car starts rocking to britney spears

"i love this song” to every song, as if he didn’t put it on the playlist

listening to connie sing along and butcher all the lyrics. impressive falsetto, though.

arsenal of snacks – more than you realistically need

screaming every time you see a new “welcome to ___” sign

“WELCOME TO ___!” “WOOOOOO!”

connie rocking the socks with slides. it’s comfortable.

pulling through drive throughs every once in a while for food, continuously forgetting to throw out the trash bag from your last stop.

𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗻 𝗮 𝗿𝗼𝗮𝗱 𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗽 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺

stopping at the gas station to fill up the gas tank and stock up on snacks for the road – almost everything from the candy aisle, giant bags of doritos, slushies, energy drinks. nobody really thinks to get actual food.

the driving is split between eren “i’m serious, pull the fucking car over or i’m gonna piss myself, jean” jaeger and jean “eren stop honking my fucking horn, traffic won’t go any faster” kirstein. armin is the navigator because they’ll both get everyone lost.

everyone has their turn with the aux cord – until connie cracks himself up playing the same song over and over, then you have to pry it from eren’s cold, dead hands.

so many pictures

impulsive stops at tourist attractions.

playing dumb games to pass the time (quickly turns into replacing one word on each sign with “poop” because they’re all a bunch of children).

finally stopping at a diner later that night for real food

making it to the campsite and setting up tents and hammocks

getting baked around the campfire and telling spooky stories

connie complaining and scaring himself while he wanders off into the dark forest to find a spot to piss

smores (ofc)

going on group hikes and jumping into lakes/down waterfalls together. video of jean belly-flopping.

#attack on titan x reader #aot x reader #eren jaeger #eren jaeger x reader #eren x reader #eren yeager #eren yeager x reader #armin arlert #armin arlert x reader #armin x reader #jean kirstein x reader #jean kirstein #jean x reader #connie springer #connie springer x reader #connie x reader #my writing #mine #mystiiclevi requests

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dootdootwriting · 3 years

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Greetings !! I saw that ur request are open so here I am hehe SO idk if u write au or not but if u do can I request a college au about studying for some hours until it’s late ( for an exam for example ) at the school library with kazuha and albedo ( separately) feel free to change or remove a character can u make them being best friend like cuz best friend to lovers 😩‼️

If u feel uncomfortable with this request feel free to ignore ty again !!

YEA I DO write au and also college au my beloved!! unfortunately i haven't met albedo in game yet so i swapped him out for childe since he's the one i can picture best in this environment hjfjfj i hope u enjoy!!

...

Format: headcanons Characters: Kazuha, Childe (separate) Pronouns used: none Type: fluff, best friends to lovers (also my beloved!!), pining maybe (?) Warnings: none :)

KAZUHA

- really good study buddy :)

- he's excellent at concentrating on his notes and he absorbs information really well so if you have any questions chances are he remembers the answers!

- unfortunately he's not great at putting concepts into understandable words. his eyes will light up and he'll be like "oh i remember that!" and then tell you the most ridiculous mumbo jumbo you've ever heard

- anyone looking on will be like. what in the world is he talking about. (it's just algebra bro why are you describing it in such detail-)

- it's like in movies when the Nerd Character says something and then the Protagonist has to be like "say that again but in english" bc they have no idea what's going on

- fortunately he doesn't mind explaining it more simply. he just secretly likes using big words to impress you (which doesn't always work because it can also be a bit annoying)

- he's also VERY MUCH the type to come up with little words or phrases to help you remember concepts (like PEMDAS is Please Excuse My Dear Aunt Sally etc)

- he's actually having such a good time that he doesn't realize it's gotten late and since your dorm is all the way on the other side of campus... well... would you perchance like to stay with him? his roommate is out with friends for the week... haha jkjk... unless...

- you try to sneak out quietly but get caught after curfew and get sent back your separate dorms

- fortunately you have a funky little thing called a Cell Phone and he calls you once he's back for More Studying which at this hour just turns into talking on the phone

- your roommate throws a pillow at you and tells you to shut up but they're on the phone all the time with their friends so you tell them to shut up

- they also hear, once you've fallen asleep, kazuha quietly confess his feelings for you over the phone

CHILDE

- why are you studying with him

- WHY are you studying with him

- he's the guy the librarians keep having to shush because he laughs at everything

- he's like *points at some vague drawing in a textbook* haha balls

- why is he like this. why do you like him

- he's also super helpful though. somehow throughout all this he actually gains a really good understanding of the material and can explain things to you really well

- "oh yeah that. well it actually works like this:" *proceeds to explain the concept better than than professor somehow??

- he's really smart he's just also a goof

- it's very easy to lose track of time around childe because he's genuinely just really fun to be around!! time flies when you're having fun etc etc

- it's no surprise that at one point you look up and are like. hey childe why are the lights off

- oh the library must have closed. huh

- then he looks at you and is like "we should kiss"

- WHAT??? HUH?

- you just look back at him bc hey what. hey can you repeat that please. hey

- and he goes "yeah like if we were in a movie this would be the part where we kiss. also i like you a lot do you maybe want to go out with me."

- and you're just like. ok. yes. sure. and BOOM now SOMEHOW you're dating your crush of the past year and also are prepared for your midterm

- fantastic

#THIS WAS SO FUN #college au my beloved #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #kazuha x reader #kazuha #gi kazuha #childe x reader #tartaglia x reader #childe #tartaglia #kazuha hcs #childe hcs #college au #gn! reader

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dorimena · 3 years

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𝕱𝖎𝖗𝖊 𝖎𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖍𝖔𝖑𝖊

𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔢𝔯; todoroki shouto

𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔡 𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔱; 1.8k

𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰; sex toy (egg vibrator), public sex, slight exhibitionism, dry humping, implied edging, cursing, cumming in pants, dom!reader, sub!character

𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔞𝔤𝔰; I tried keeping the reader as gender-neutral as possible, Todoroki just wants you to know how much he loves you, so if wearing a vibrator makes you happy so be it, if this were the first time Todoroki were doing this he wouldn’t have shamelessly allowed himself to cum, aka I’m thinking about doing something with this AU I guess

𝔰𝔦𝔡𝔢𝔫𝔬𝔱𝔢; This is for 🍦 anon’s ask about either Todoroki or Aizawa wearing a vibrator in a meeting. I decided to make him the son of CEO Endeavor, so this is a modern AU. There could be some errors around here, but I’ll check it out later. Sorry for the horrible title

Todoroki loves you; he truly does.

Even at the beginning of your relationship, while he still had difficulties in trusting you entirely and accidentally brushed you aside in fear of being too attached or clingy, he’s always known he loves you.

He loves you in the mornings when you wake him up with such a tired yet peaceful expression.

He loves you in the afternoons when you’re cooking dinner in the weird apron Mina gave you as a housewarming gift. (Why cheetah prints?)

He loves you in the night when you massage his shoulders after a treacherous meeting gone south too fast, easing words of adoration and affirmation into his mind while you’re sporting a funky looking face mask.

He loves you anywhere, anytime, however you look, however you talk… He’ll do anything to keep you happy and know about his unlimited love and respect for you.

Even if it means he has to wear an egg vibrator inside of him during his dad’s meeting. The very meeting where it’ll be decided if his dad’s company merges with some young entrepreneur’s named Keigo or something. He can’t seem to remember.

Not like he really cares, anyways. He doesn’t want to inherit his dad’s company. But Touya decided to spite their father by starting up his own, Fuyumi seems pretty happy being an elementary school teacher and Natsuo is busy being a doctor.

God, the only great thing to come out of inheriting this lame company is that he’ll get to see you every day, any day, all the time.

You’re one of his dad’s best logistician coordinators, and while no one in this meeting room know you two have been dating for much longer than your professional career, he’s certain that your horrible rendition of a relaxed façade will raise eyebrows at why him, the youngest Todoroki offspring, is trembling under your stare.

It’s kind of weird bringing something usually done in the bedroom and displaying it secretly in public. Even more weird considering the room is full of older people, except for him, you, that Keigo guy, some secretaries from both companies…

Where was he getting at again?

Oh, right.

The egg vibrator in his ass being controlled by your evil hands (and cellphone) buzzing so teasingly in him, he can’t remember the young entrepreneur’s name. Or the reason why he’s even willingly here in the first place.

He’s trying so hard to keep himself quiet, knowing how god awfully vocal he can get when teased or played with just right. He’s pretty sure his bottom lip is really close to bleeding, or already is. And his palms situated on the dark oak and, in your opinion, ridiculously high-priced table surely have deep dents of his fingernails, maybe some accidental scratches.

O-oh no!

“Shouto? Are… you alright?”

Shit, did he say that out loud?

“Yes, and refrain from vulgar language.”

Todoroki let go of his lip, blinking at his father as he raised an eyebrow. Or so he hopes he did.

“I’m fine. Stop worrying about me, old man.” And he’s never felt so happy hearing his father’s resigned sigh before the meeting continues. It’s unusual for the man to drop a conversation.

His joy doesn’t last for long: the vibrator in his ass is suddenly more intense than a few seconds ago, reminding him why he even spoke out loud.

Pressing his thighs together in hopes it’ll help lessen the buzzing he can finally hear, he looks across the table to give you what is meant as a curious look, but ends up just making him look completely lost.

Was it a slip of your thumb? Was it a punishment? But why punish him if he’s doing this for you? Had he been bad?

Did he miss something when you two spoke about it during breakfast? Wait, was your toast too burnt-

“Ah-” He gasped in surprise, with a frantic and scared look in his eyes. The rhythm of the vibrations changed into one that wasn’t as constant, but it’s still very, very pleasurable. Reminds him of his heartbeat when you milk another fast handjob out of him before he has to meet up with his father.

“Shouto, are you sure you’re alri-”

“Y-yes, father. I’m f-fine. L-leg cra-amp.” Well, it could’ve come out less coherent, but it’s the best he can speak with gritted teeth and tense shoulders, all while holding back his embarrassing whimpers. It’s enough, again, to make the elder Todoroki look away from his ‘agonizing’ son, soon wondering if these meetings are beginning to bore and wear out the young future CEO and soon make him feel a familiar fear he had when Touya-

But who cares about Enji’s worries and concerns when you have a trembling Shouto Todoroki, whose face is beginning to turn as red as half his hair and eyes as wet as his bottom lip after being bitten mercilessly. You’re sure you can see some red, probably dug his teeth too much and tore the skin a little, but it’s pretty swollen regardless. Maybe his dick is too?

Oh! What if you suck his dick under the table?

No, then everyone will know how he’s so smitten with you, just some random logistician coordinator instead of some offspring of another CEO. Funny how the supervisors care more about Shouto’s relationship status than his own father.

So, maybe just switching back to the rhythm being a continuous hum and finish dragging your thumb up the screen so that the toy can reach its greatest ability?

Too easy, let’s drag it out a little.

But Todoroki won’t let you, not with how he’s caressing your exposed ankle with his shoe, eyes staring pathetically into yours, mouthing “need to, need to, need to”.

So soon? You’ve barely had your fun. You can’t blame him entirely, either.

That morning, the moment you showed him the vibrator you bought for him to wear, he was already whimpering softly, moaning pleas into your neck between every kiss, all while he pressed his hard on against your thigh.

But you didn’t let him do anything to get rid of it, sending him off to get ready, even if he left whining. (He knows better than to throw a tantrum.)

Maybe he’s still sensitive after making him hump your thigh before the meeting?

Yeah, definitely.

It’s pleasant to remember his whimpers of embarrassment that soon turned into soft moans of gratitude, letting you take control of how fast he goes and how hard, all while listening to you explain the toy as he tries not to cum so soon.

You didn’t let him cum (again) because of his father’s secretary calling him to ask where he even was as the meeting began some minutes ago. Oops.

Even if it ‘ruined’ the mood, he was still so excited, and you’re starting to think you can finally see it begin to also appear on his face.

You didn’t change the rhythm or intensity, so it should’ve been enough for Shouto to get used to it, but he couldn’t. Not while he realized, tensing his thighs helped him feel so much more, and his constant shuffling and accommodation on the chair should’ve alerted you or someone, but who would’ve even thought he was trying to fuck the toy possibly deeper inside of him?

He’s pulling himself closer to the table, bringing a tight fist towards his mouth to feign a cough.

He usually does this so that he is dismissed for a break that he’d take as an open invitation to leave. Not on your watch.

Just as he was going to cough, you finished dragging your thumb to the top part of your cell phone screen and watched as his whole body jolted, and even his knee and elbow hit the table.

The room falls to a complete halt, all conversations interrupted by the young Todoroki… moan? Did the young Todoroki just moan?

He doesn’t even realize what is going on with the way he’s trying so hard to stand up and leave. But his legs are too uncoordinated with how violently the toy is vibrating, mercilessly going crazy against his sensitive prostate that just sends more arousal to his dick. If he looks close enough, he’s pretty sure he’s already beginning to leak through his expensive suit trousers.

His mouth opens in complete shock, but with a familiar hand covering it from behind, he forgets about his surroundings temporarily as he pathetically yet cutely whimpers, wrapping his arms around his stomach.

Not like it hurts, just that he’s pretty close to making a bigger mess in his clothes. He’s not sure how he’ll feel about that, not with the way he just realized he’s still very much in public, very much in a meeting, very much in the same room as his father and soon-to-be subordinates.

That has him closing his eyes quickly, feeling himself becoming cross-eyed at how ridiculing this situation is more for his father than for him, and how you oh-so-accidentally brushed against his nipple to hook your arms under his to get him on his feet.

He’s not even sure what you’re saying at this point, everything being muffled by his heartbeat in his ears and loud buzzing taking over his senses and modesty. Something about him complaining about a stomach ache and how you’ll take him to his office.

The men with gray hairs are talking among themselves about how irresponsible Shouto is with himself, others praising how, even in an ill state, he still attended, Keigo watching the ordeal with an odd look on his face, akin to familiarity of the situation probably, and Enji Todoroki being completely lost but slowly feeling his anger rising by the commotion slowly becoming too loud for his liking and comprehension.

But it’s thanks to this distraction that manages to mute out, miraculously, his mewls of your name as his hips twitch wildly, knees buckling as his orgasm takes over his body in violent, clashing waves. His few hot tears are dripping from his chin as he shamelessly moans softly with every shock of pleasure, still trying his best to stand properly.

He doesn’t even get to finish riding out his high before being dragged out of the meeting room, pretty sure he hears his father’s yells flooding the hallway as you snicker in amusement and rub your thumb on the back of his hand you’re holding. Your other hand occupied itself with turning the toy off, eyes set on the elevator closing in.

“You did great, Shou. I’m so proud of you.”

Your praises always make him keen, but this one makes him moan the loudest today, his shaky hands finding purchase on your hips to press them flush against his. Doesn’t matter the curious wet spot on his crotch, all that matters is that you know how horny he still is.

“P-please? Please, y-y/n. I-I think I ne-need more. St-still hot!”

Now, who are you to deny the man who came in front of his father shamelessly?

#bnha smut #mha smut #todoroki smut #todoroki x reader #sub bnha #✿; impurity #𝖙𝖔𝖉𝖔𝖗𝖔𝖐𝖎.𝖘 #🍦 anon

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1800-omi · 3 years

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the kind of date the inarizaki boys would take you on.

karasuno, aoba johsai, shiratorizawa...

characters: kita, aran, atsumu, osamu, suna

warnings/genre: fluff, gender neutral reader

notes: these are kind of short so sorry about that haha,, I wrote this one for fun so don't mind if there’s any funky grammar

Kita

shinsuke would take you to a picnic out on the felids.

he would lay down on his side and would look up at your face, admiring it

kita is a man of actions not words which means he made you your favorite sandwiches and got some of your favorite snacks

playing with his hair and holding hands as you both lay down on the blanket, on top of the soft grass.

perhaps y'all have deep conversations and maybe y'all kiss 😳 just a little bit maybe..

feeding each other cherries and grapes

tbh just massive cottagecore vibes

Aran

he would absolutely love to take you dancing and/or take a dance lesson with you

aran would hold your body and spin you around

even if you’re not comfortable with the way you dance, he’ll dance with you in a way both of you will be having the time of your lives

“i’m a pro at stuff like this” proceeds to step on your foot

he’d be all suave and stuff while dancing

hands on your hips and a smirk on his face

the two of you would probably end up panting from all the dancing

Atsumu

he’d take you to the beach

he would hype you up and compliment all day about the way you look in a swimsuit

you guys would play (or at least try to) some beach volleyball together

while in the water, he’d start a waterfight and if your water attacks become too strong he’ll legit grab you and throw you in the water

“will ya put some sunscreen on me, please?” just because he wants you to feel his muscles or some shit like that🤒

if he catches anyone looking at you he’s bout to throw hands 👊🏼👊🏼💥

Osamu

stargazing in his car

he’d try to pull ‘the move’, wrapping an arm around you and pulling you closer, wanting to cuddle ASAP!

he brought blankets and snacks!!

might drop a pick up line or two

“y’know there’s a star for every reason i love you” like boy 😧

make out session perhaps

you guys spend the entire night just being soft with each other, allowing you to see a side of Osamu not many people know about

except many many compliments from him

Suna

he’d pick you up late at night and you guys would just run around the empty city

buying energy drinks and dancing or running on the sidewalk

visiting the empty playgrounds and going down the slide, spinning on the marry go round

randomly hugging you during your adventure because why not

afterwards going home with you and cuddling to sleep <3

reblogs are appreciated.

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marsbutterfly · 3 years

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Hello and I have returned after taking some time away. I hope you’re doing well and I saw you opened requests again. Can I request a fluff/hurt/comfort one-shot (or songfic) Eren x Fem!Reader where Eren noticed Reader coming home after a rough day in tears and decides to give her comfort cuddles in bed/couch and Eren singing Wind Beneath My Wings by Idina Menzel to cheer her up? Thank you 😊 - fun questions anon

Long Distance From You

Summary: After a rough day at work, all you want to do is be alone but your long-distance boyfriend Eren has other plans.

Warnings: None. Wattpad!|AO3!

The sound coming from the radio is low. Your hands still rest on the wheel though you parked five minutes ago. You try your hardest to stop the stubborn tears that roll down your face with little to no success.

Your mind wanders back to the heated argument you had just gotten out of with your boss. The man, who you had known since before you joined the company, had made some kind of offensive comment and you would not let it go lightly.

Though anxious, you still decided it was worth defending the things you believe in and what is right. The man’s eyes widened when you first confronted him, saying how his words affect those around you.

His words were harsh as he explained how out of line you are and the conversation went on for longer than you had planned, ending with you getting suspended from a job you love more than anything in this world and still feeling diminished by a man you once respected.

You can’t breathe. The world keeps moving around you while you seem to be stuck in a loophole of sadness and anger. Your hands trembling as your nails dig through the wheel, unable to move past this incident.

A funky ringtone fills the car and brings you back from the dark place you had been in. You wipe the tears from your face to accept the third video call in a row from your long-distance boyfriend, Eren.

“Hey.” You say, speaking in a brittle form while forcing a smile to the camera and he immediately stops in his tracks, knowing exactly what that face meant. Eren has been by your side since you first started the job so he can tell when something is wrong.

“Mr. Tybur didn’t take it well when you talked to him, did he?” He asks and your eyes begin to fill with tears once again. You recline on the seat while looking outside the window into your house, feeling as if you are unworthy of the life you have been given.

“Nope.” This is all you are able to respond with before covering your face with your hands, hiccups erupting from you abruptly.

“Oh, Y/N.” He says. His voice is low and gentle, nearly like a whisper. “I am so sorry. I know how much you practiced so that conversation would go well.”

“I’m not really sure what happened.” You say before feeling as your throat closes up, tears welling up in your eyes before pouring down your face like the cold rain that falls outside. “I had him one minute and then the other he was yelling and suspending me.”

“This isn’t your fault.” He says, certainty present in his words. “I have to hang up but I’ll talk to you soon, ok? Go inside, take a shower and get some food. I’ll call you before bed.”

“Ok.” You whisper in response, hearing a muffled I love you coming from the other side of the phone before the bibbing enters your ears.

You take a deep breath, finally being able to pull yourself together merely enough to get out of the car. You stand in the rain for a few seconds, allowing your tears to get mixed with the water that falls from the sky.

With great difficulty, you are able to place the key in its designated hole. Finally entering the house, the silence is no longer comforting, and instead what takes its place is a disturbing sensation.

You throw the keys into a delicate ceramic bowl and the sound echoes through the empty hallways of the house. The bag that once rested on your shoulders is now thrown to the floor as if it weighs nothing.

Silently, you turn on the lights to the bathroom before turning on the running water, hearing as the liquid splashes against the surface and feeling the steam cloud the entire room. It takes you a few minutes, maybe even hours, to get out of the bath. Time escapes from within your grasp and all you can do is cry.

After drying your hair, you hear your ringtone coming from the living room and you can immediately tell that it is Eren. His short hair is styled backward,

“Hey, did you shower?” He asks and you notice he isn’t in his usual spot in his dorm room.

“Yeah, I took a bath.” You reply, “I didn’t know you were out, am I interrupting a night out with your friends?”

“Nah.” He says and before he has time to say anything else, you hear a knock coming from the door. “Shit, are you waiting for someone?”

“No?” You reply, with no enthusiasm in your voice as you decide to ignore the person that disturbs your suffering.

“Aren’t you going to get that?” He asks and you shake your head. “Come on, what if it’s the delivery person with the present I sent for you?”

His words ignite a spark in your chest and for the first time in a few hours, you finally feel something other than a soul-consuming void that has been slowly eating you alive. The feeling quickly vanishes.

“I don’t deserve any gifts.” You say, tears shining in your eyes once again.

“Yes, you do.” He replies immediately, not a single second of delay in his voice. “If you don’t want it then at least send the poor delivery person away.”

You sigh, feeling even worse at the thought of ignoring such a thoughtful gesture. So you drag yourself towards the door, slowly reaching for the knob at a speed that could only be compared to that of a snail.

And there he is. the man you've been talking to every day for the past year, the man who has been always one phone call away is now at arm's length.

Your heart drops and your gut twists. A second passes and you jump into his arms, feeling every inch of his skin, the scent of his cologne, even the hair gel he has on.

The idea that he really is here doesn’t quite process in your brain and all you can do is kiss his face lovingly.

Every negative feeling you have been having for the past few hours disappears as you melt into his arms.

“What are you doing here?” You ask with a shaky voice and he flashes you his best smile before responding.

“Before you went in, I had a bad feeling and a little voice in my head kept telling me that I needed to come to see you and so I did, I hope that is ok,” Eren says.

Swallowed by the shadows of the night, you can barely see his features but you are very much aware of the fragrance from his mint gum. All he wants to do at that moment is hold you in his arms and stare at your face but your mouth is too impatient to allow him to fully take at the moment.

So you reach for his face, slowly pulling Eren in while thinking of every time you weren’t able to link your lips to his, every time you wanted to show him affection but couldn’t because he was hundreds of miles away.

It takes nearly a lifetime for your mouth to touch his but when they finally meet, you can see fireworks illuminating the dark night. Your stomach twists and turns in response to your actions, fear that he isn’t enjoying this nearly as much as you are clouding your mind so you stop moving.

When you open your eyes, green orbs stare right at you.

“Don’t think about it too much.” He whispers against your lips, nibbling on the bottom one. “Just kiss me for all the times that you couldn’t.”

And so you oblige, melting against his touch. His lips are an intoxicating aphrodisiac that awakens the deep desires you buried in your chest for so long. There are no words in the English language to describe how you feel at that moment.

Your hands rest on his chest as you stand on the tip of your toes to reach his face and, through the layers of skin and muscle, you can feel his heart beating at a rapid rhythm. A nervous sweat drips down his left temple.

When it comes time to pull away, you feel as if a magnet holds you in place but the need for air becomes more apparent and desperate than you would have liked and for a second you curse your lungs.

“I was so worried you would be mad.” He says, placing his forehead on yours.

“How could I be mad?” You ask him, pecking his lips gently, “This is the best thing that could have ever happened to me.”

Before he has time to respond, a clap of thunder roars from the sky and you pull him inside by the collar of his shirt. He yelps and drags his suitcase with him.

“I’m so sorry about the mess, I wasn’t expecting anyone.” You say, picking up some of the clothes that lay on the floor in the hallway. He shakes his head, raising his hands in an attempt to get you to stop.

“I came by unannounced, I don’t care at all.” He says, wrapping his arms around your waist and planting his face on the back of your neck, feeling the intoxicating smell of your skin, the way your hair feels against his nose, your skin in his arms.

A delighted moan makes its way past your shut lips before a smile takes over your features. Your hand reaches to the back of your head so your fingers are able to travel through his silky hair.

Every part of him is gentle, from the touch of his hands to the way he kisses you. He treats you as if you were a delicate vase, ready to break at any second and needs to be treated with delicacy.

His touch feels like a kind of high you never want to get off of, it is enough to make you feel as if your body weighed nothing as you walk on clouds. When he brings his lips close to your ear, the hairs on the back of your neck rise.

“I had a bad feeling.” He whispers, gently moving his hips around while guiding you in some sort of clumsy dance. “I felt as if you would need me and so I came.”

You turn around to face him, arms rising to the back of his neck. “Thank you.” You whisper in return.

He teases you gently, pretending to go in for a kiss before psyching you out but it doesn’t last long. Soon, he realized that he needed to kiss you. A need so primal it could only be compared to the need cavemen had to hunt.

With the touch of his lips, you bloom like the prettiest of flowers, feeling as every surface in your body appreciates his attention, his touch. It’s a delicate kiss, resembling a small butterfly’s wings.

When you pull away, you notice how plumed his lips are and you smile, taking his hand on yours as you guide Eren towards the living room.

Sitting in front of the tv, you rest your head on his shoulder before being hit with all the emotions you had put away for a moment. Tears begin to roll down your face as a tight feeling forms in your gut.

Suddenly, Eren begins to mumble a melody you are all too familiar with. A song you introduced him to and that every now and again he would sing to you in an attempt to calm you down, especially when you are upset.

“It must have been colder in my shadow, To never have sunlight on your face” He sings and you can’t help but smile.

He wraps one arm around you, pulling you closer to him until there is no more space separating the two of you. He continues to sing the lyrics while slowly tapping on your shoulder to the rhythm of the melody.

A comforting sensation begins to wash over you, a feeling you haven’t known in a while: peace. The feeling of Eren’s embrace is all you have ever wanted in all those years and months you have been dating while far away from each other.

“'Cause you are the wind beneath my wings” He sings before taking your hand on his and taking it towards his lips, placing a gentle yet moist kiss on the surface of your skin. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” You reply, nuzzling yourself against his face. “Don’t leave.”

“Never.” He says before pulling a blanket to cover the both of you as you search for the remote, turning on the tv and enjoying every second you get to spend with Eren by your side.

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buckyodinson · 3 years

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Real Life

Mobius x GN!Reader

Summary: just a little something about life with Mobius after the TVA

Word count: 600~

Warnings: none

A/N: long-haired Mobius has a hold over me, and I just imagined living life outside of the TVA with Mobius, and this happened

Life since leaving the TVA had been bliss.

Yes, there was still some underlying fear about whether you’d somehow be roped back into the fray and have your memories wiped.

And yes, there were the occasional nightmares about your time at the TVA. A strange feeling always washed over you at the sight of a lot of gold decor in places.

But you had Mobius right there with you. And that was all you wanted. All you needed.

You found a sweet little lake house to spend your days in. It’s decorated with lots of fun little knick-knacks and artwork and also lots of plants. You both love to go to antique shops and flea markets and find lots of fun looking things to decorate the house with. To anybody else the place would look eclectic, and perhaps a bit of an eye-sore because of all the random items that don’t match in the slightest. But it was everything you were denied of at the TVA. So to you guys it was perfect.

Waking up in the morning to real sunlight peeking through the blinds is something you don’t know if you’ll ever get used to. And looking across at Mobius still asleep next to you is one of your favourite things in the world. Since getting out of the TVA, he’s been letting his hair grow out, and seeing it fanned out across his pillow or sticking out all over the place never fails to put a smile on your face.

When he wakes up he pulls you closer to him and presses his face into the crook of your neck, littering it with kisses. You can’t help but giggle at the feeling of his moustache, and you can feel his smirk against your skin before he pulls back to look at you.

You’ve recently taken to running a finger down the bridge of his nose or pressing a kiss to the tip, loving the way he blushes under the attention. He used to be insecure about the shape of his nose, but he’s grown to love it more since you started making comments about loving it.

In an attempt to stay as far away from your previous wardrobe as you possibly can, the pair of you are always dressed in bright colours. Mobius is very fond of funky patterned shirts. He looks just like a dad on holiday in the 80s, and you love the look on him. They especially look perfect when he’s riding on his jet ski, with the shirt open and flapping in the wind. That’s a perk of the lake house. You relax by the shore and cheer him on as he rides around on the jet ski, or sometimes you’ll ride with him.

The pair of you adopted an old dog from a local shelter and she pretty much doesn’t leave Mobius’ side. Until he’s on the lake, which is when she’ll come and perch herself next to you as you both watch Mobius.

You wondered if the novelty of the jet ski would wear off after a while, but he’s still just as excited about it now as he was on the first ride. There’s a childlike joy about him riding around on the jet ski and you absolutely love how happy he is when he’s on it. Especially when he tries to show off some new trick he’s trying to learn. You always have a good laugh to yourself when he falls off, and he acts like a grump before hugging you and getting you all wet. Sometimes he’ll pick you up and go throw you into the lake before jumping in after you.

The concept of time and all its problems used to suffocate you, but now you’re more than grateful for it’s slow passage. All the more to spend with Mobius, living and loving.

#mobius x reader #mobius m mobius x reader #agent mobius x reader #Owen Wilson #Mobius x reader imagine #Mobius x reader drabble #Mobius imagine #Mobius drabble

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aizawaskittenwhore · 3 years

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𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕡 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕠𝕟 𝕨𝕒𝕤𝕙 𝕕𝕒𝕪

≛ ft shota aizawa, ejiiro kirishima, katsuki bakugo and izuku midoriya with a black!reader.

≛genre: fluff

≛warnings: light swearing, izuku and kiri being adorable supportive boyfriends

≛a/n: honestly i’m procrastinating on chapter three, so have some soft wash day hcs with our 1-a bbys and our fav sleep deprived teacher🥺

aizawa:

having long hair himself, he’s well prepared and has virtually anything you might need

but he understands that your hair textures are so different

so he does his homework on black hair and how to take care of it

we love a s/o who educates THEMSELVES

and when wash day comes around, this man is more than ready to help

need a denman brush? he’s got it. curl smoothie? duh. growth oil? hair masks? heat protectant? rat tail combs? of course. diffuser? baby have you SEEN his hair, mans owns too many blow dryer accessories it’s almost embarrassing.

he’s patient during the detangling process, letting you take the lead

he knows how bothersome it can be to have people try to help when you’ve got a set way of doing things

so he lets you do what you have the energy to, and he does the rest

he’s so gentle, and kisses your forehead as an apology when he hits a particularly painful snag

he’s quick too, making short work of the process and decreasing it by a solid 20 minutes, which if you know the pain of wash day, it means a LOT.

he’s not a super romantic person, but he does his best to make washing your hair a relaxing experience

he’ll lower the lights, and run you a hot bath, coaxing you between his legs, sitting on the edge of the tub while he massages the shampoo into your hair slowly

his nails are blunt for obvious reasons, but he makes an effort to scratch as much as possible, and his heart flutters just a bit with how at peace you look

he focuses on the roots as that’s the only place that needs such attention and rinses with cold water to seal up your cuticles

he’d help you towel off and will sacrifice one of his comfier long sleeve shirts to help you dry your hair, since you mentioned towels add frizz and remove moisture.

he’s so good with the LOC method, applying just enough oil to seal, but not weigh your curls down too much.

always delicate with your ends

he lets you work the parts you can reach, and for places like the back of your head, he takes over, working the leave in conditioner in with ease

shota can two strand twist tf out some damn hair no i don’t take criticism

he’s also obsessed with the way your hair shrinks, though he’d never admit it

so much length compressed into gorgeous coils, he wonders how the hell does hair just...defy gravity🧍🏾‍♀️

all in all, wash days are the highlight of his day, plus it gives him an excuse to whip out the matching bonnets he gets for y’all every time he goes on a beauty supply run

katsuki:

surprisingly enough, he’s another patient one

but this is both in part to him having done his research due to his thick hair, and he’s had black girlfriends in the past

so wash day ain’t nothin new to him, when you come to him the next morning dreading what the day had in store, he’d already whipped out the box holding your shared hair supplies, towel and brush at the ready.

he can be a little overzealous when it comes to brushing out your curls, having grown up on the “you just tenderheaded” bullshit

but he makes sure to never actually hurt you, or tug too hard

he’s also a firm believer in finger detangling, opting to use the brush for your ends, and going over the section with his fingers to get out any lingering kinks

will trim what needs to be trimmed, to him length is not worth retaining if it’s split half to death💀

once detangling’s done, he’ll breeze through the shampoo section

which brings us to his favorite part: deep conditioning

he’s partial to Uncle Funky’s Daughter’s products, combining their Heal & Renew deep conditioner with the Midnite Train leave in to get you allllll the way together.

this, plus a hot oil treatment will have you ready to marry this mf on the spot🧎🏾‍♀️

he knows your hair is a huge source of pride for you, so he does his part to help keep it voluminous and defined whenever he can

does give unsolicited advice (criticism)

but knows when to pull back, knowing that nobody knows what’s best like you do

still won’t keep him from getting pissed at you for not having had a trim in 4 months tho 🤷🏾‍♀️

his strength is cornrows, he keeps a perfect grip that isn’t so tight it’ll snatch your damn edges out but tight enough to last you a while

you always find a way to con him into braiding your hair down before you do an install. how? he don’t know

he loves you, that’s how.

wash days with katsuki are so frustrating, but the both of you wouldn’t give them up even if the world depended on it.

kirishima:

i can’t think of a more supportive (yet clueless) bf

but that doesn’t mean he’s not ready to learn!

it starts when he asked you if you wanted to go out saturday, and you said you couldn’t cause you had to wash your hair

he was like ?????

let’s just go after????

and so you had to break it down to him that your hair requires a lot of attention and care that you NEED a whole day to tend to it, not just wash

he nods, face lighting up as he proposes that he just come over and help

you’re a little hesitant, as you don’t just let anybody play around in ya hair like that

but he says he’s really intrigued and he wants to learn, so you agree

he mostly just watches, not wanting to mess up your flow, but participates on some of the easier parts, like working the curling cream into your locks

he’s also really good with massaging your head while you wash, his fingers nearly putting you to sleep

his sectioning needs a little work, but it’s nothing practice can’t fix

although you really gotta catch him up on what certain things actually mean

mf nearly had a heart attack when you said the words “hot oil treatment” and spazzed thinking you was about to put ya head in some damn chicken grease🕳🤸🏾‍♀️

over time though, he gets better at things like flexi rods, and even learns to do how to do crochets (my heart just MELTED)

he even takes some pointers and gets better at taking better care of his own hair. between hero work, hittin the gym, hanging with you and having “bro time” his hair is the last thing on his mind

plus it’s dyed, so he should be taking better care of it anyway🙄

wash days with kiri are so fun tho, and you’ve even made a habit of spiderman kissing whenever you’re upside down and scrunching your curls🥺🤎

izuku:

asks!!! so!!! many!!! questions!!!

honestly is just happy to be there

wants to know what everything is, what it does, if you like it, etc.

also takes notes on what you do and how you do it so he’ll remember for the future 🥺

he’s so nervous when you ask him if he wants to help

he doesn’t wanna mess it up, your hair’s so pretty 🥺🥺

he has curly hair too, but it’s much easier to manage, so he’s wayyy outta his depth

you help him through each step though, and with some time he gets more and more comfortable

shampoo is his favorite part cause he gets to try and make your hair do different shapes (the number one hero is secretly a big ass baby...who knew)

he’s another one that’s amazed by the way your hair can shrink

he knows your hair’s pretty long, you got a blowout one time and you swear he had a mini stroke for a good five mins with the way he just....froze

he fell even more in love with your hair that day

so to see it so short just wows him

if you’ve got really short 4c type hair, he wants you to go green with him so y’all can match🧚🏾

gets really good at protective styles (especially box braids)

cause at heart he’s a hero and wants to protect everything he loves from harm

yes, that includes protecting your curls from split ends and keeping em fresh.

thanks so much for reading! let me know if you guys want more of these, and feel free to throw me a like or a reblog if you enjoyed! mwah!

#izuku midoriya x reader #bakugo x reader #aizawa x reader #kirishima x reader #mha x reader #mha x poc!reader #deku x reader #shouta aizawa x reader #izuku x poc!reader #bnha x reader #katsuki bakugo headcanons #ny’sdayshift #bonnetbbys

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