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[astonmartinii]

peas in a pod | oscar piastri social media au

pairing: oscar piastri x fem!russell!reader

y/n and george russell may be twins, but they’re hardly two peas in a pod and oscar is just there for the ride

MASTERLIST | TIPS

yourusername

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yourusername: are you alex’s appendix cause you make me wanna bust 😩

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user1: excuse me 😀

user2: sometimes i’m like yeah george and y/n are defo twins and then she says shit like this and i’m like they can’t be related

alexalbon: erm what is is ?

yourusername: gosh so other people can use your appendicitis for a seat but i can’t use it to appreciate my boyf - PC gone crazy

alexalbon: the only censorship you’ll need is when my foot is up your ass

yourusername: i’d love to see you try i’ll put you back in the hospital

alexalbon: you say that but when i woke up in hospital you were crying your eyes out begging me to never do that again 🤨

yourusername: i was CHANNELLING GEORGE OBVIOUSLY

oscarpiastri: she cried about it for a good week after alex dw she loves you really

yourusername: TURNCOAT say goodbye to your bedtime privileges

georgerussell63: okay we’ll stop right there, y/n is sorry for joking about your appendicitis alex, and y/n we will not be discussing extracurricular activities with oscar. thank you.

user3: what about the people who want to hear about the extracurriculars? and maybe want to … see them?

yourusername: @oscarpiastri how do you think mclaren would feel about an onlyfans?

oscarpiastri: i think it’ll be a hard no

yourusername: ugh boring

user4: y/n talking about an onlyfans whereas i don’t believe george has even seen a naked woman

oscarpiastri: i love you and your dumb fucking pick up lines

yourusername: what do you mean i’m literally the reincarnation of william shakespeare?

georgerussell63: more like e l james

yourusername: i knew it was you who stole my copy of 50 shades GIVE IT BACK

yourusername: anyhow … i love you too babe x

user5: every comment section we learn new y/n russell lore and it shocks me everytime

oscarpiastri

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oscarpiastri: in this house i guess we celebrate hit tweets? happy one year anniversary to the alpine breakup

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user6: CAKE SCARED ME FOR A SEC I WON'T LIE

yourusername: i think the technical term is “stunting on these hoes”

oscarpiastri: for pr reasons i will not be agreeing

yourusername: @ otmar HE BROKE I’M UP

oscarpiastri: you’re going to get me into even more trouble than that tweet did

yourusername: blame me and tell them to meet me in the car park, no weapons just fists

oscarpiastri: maybe let’s not

yourusername: you don’t wanna be my sexy ring girl? :(

georgerussell63: one day of not threatening people is all i ask for

yourusername: you weren’t saying that when i beat that year 13 guy’s ass in year ten for picking on you 🤨

georgerussell63: well yes but needs must

oscarpiastri: sorry george i’m siding with y/n she’s not afraid to tell the waiter they got my order wrong

landonorris: and she can square up to the people who won’t leave us alone in clubs

georgerussell63: okay i get it damn

yourusername: SMASH

alexalbon: you can’t let anything be normal can you?

yourusername: since you wanna be in my business… lily is a smash too

alexalbon: excuse me?

yourusername: let it be known if i weren’t already with the love of my life, id steal your girl

lilymunhe: oh wow … umm ☺️😳

alexalbon: OSCAR DO SOMETHING

oscarpiastri: idk bro im focusing on being called the love of y/n’s life

user7: silly season was so boring this year thank the lord we have y/n to cause chaos

georgerussell63: do not encourage her

yourusername

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yourusername: you think i look bad, you should see the other girl. don’t touch men without their consent - and definitely don’t touch my man or you will be dealt with. trust.

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user8: someone leaked the video and omg that girl has hands

user9: she did NAWT hold back omg

oscarpiastri: i love you, thank you for defending my honour

yourusername: i love you too, i’d protect you with my life but don’t get it twisted, i’d throw hands for anyone

oscarpiastri: no but for real i’m very thankful for you standing up for me

user10: why is everyone praising this? all this shows me is that piastri is a pussy that needs his gross girlfriend to stand up for him?

yourusername: i’m going to stop you right there. that girl thought she could touch a man without his consent, and it’s completely out of order. so she was handed the consequences. oscar couldn’t do anything so it fell into my hands. you are the problem, do not talk down to him or other victims in those situations.

georgerussell63: as much as i joke, im glad you and oscar have each other.

yourusername: thank you georgie

oscarpiastri: thanks george, but your sister is the real knight in shining armour here

yourusername: i'll always save you princess 👸

alexalbon: everyone is being very sentimental but YO I KNEW YOU SAID YOU HAD HANDS BUT DAMN

user11: alex spill how brutal was it?

alexalbon: i had a front seat and it was like prime anthony joshua she was NOT playing

yourusername: oh wow that’s a big statement

alexalbon: i don’t wanna sound unprofessional but it was honestly crazy and i am so impressed y/n should really consider combat sports

yourusername: in my defence she just fully turned in on my fist

georgerussell63: okay normal service resumed she's making fun of me again :(

user12: why are we celebrating violence?

user13: people have no respect for the drivers these days, just because you’re in the same club as them does not mean that you’re entitled to harass them ??? you fuck around you’re going to find out… esp when y/n is around LOL

oscarpiastri

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oscarpiastri: so a lot has happened. i don't want to give the girl any more attention. i love my girlfriend and i love how much she loves me. cry more.

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user14: OOP HE GAGGED THE HOES

georgerussell63: "cry more" y/n has clearly been rubbing off on you

yourusername: i can assure you i've done much more than just rub off on him

georgerussell63: NO NO STOP RIGHT THERE MISSY

oscarpiastri: to be fair you walked right into that one george

georgerussell63: introducing you two really is the stupidest thing i've ever done

oscarpiastri: first of all, arthur introduced us months before you "introduced us", second of all, this is a lot coming from the guy who cried to me about how i'm so great for your sister and can't wait to have me as a brother-in-law

yourusername: AWWW GEORGIE YOU SOFTIE

georgerussell63: yes i am soft. i love love. sue me gosh.

user15: they are so aesthetically pleasing to my eyes

landonorris: so does like y/n wanna give self defence classes?

yourusername: for a price, soz nothing comes for free in this economy

danielricciardo: please can you do classes? i wanna harness your rabid chihuahua energy

yourusername: i am NOT. a chihuahua take that back daniel

oscarpiastri: she's more like a kangaroo, cute but will steal your dog and beat your ass

yourusername: true, i just wanna put you in my pouch

yourusername: that sounds weird, but i just wanna hold you and never let go

danielricciardo: okay i was just messing around no need to be disgustingly cute

logansargeant: i'm glad you're both okay, but that room service debrief went so hard

oscarpiastri: honestly if i weren't holding an ice pack to my girlfriend's face it would've been top two

yourusername: eh i think it's still top two, nothing is unseating when we were next door to lando shagging and we made it a drinking game 😭

landonorris: WHAT ????

oscarpiastri: no comment

logansargeant: no comment

yourusername: it was drink every time you moaned impressively loud 👍

landonorris: no comment

alexalbon

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alexalbon: idc you can never get me to hate her ass if you poke the bear expect to get bitten

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user16: sorry to the galex truthers but y/n and alex are the superior friendship

yourusername: i knew you loved me + and i knew you loved oscar SEND ME THE LAST PIC NEW LOCKSCREEN INCOMING

alexalbon: i've been the personal photographer for both russells for years and i'm only just being appreciated

yourusername: HOLD ON i take just as many of you and lily

alexalbon: well that's easier because we're much easier to photograph

oscarpiastri: WOAH hold your horses pal, call me ugly all you want but one shall not dishonour y/n

alexalbon: okay someone spent the break at the russell house

yourusername: HE'S NOT UGLY YOU POOL NOODLE TAKE IT BACK

alexalbon: damn it's a tough crowd. and on a post literally appreciating you

yourusername: bare minimum

user17: okay the kardashians are over - netflix can we please get a drive to survive spin off about y/n, george, oscar and alex ????

landonorris: lando norris erasure

charles_leclerc: charles leclerc erasure

oscarpiastri: move over twitch quartet, there's a new sheriff in town

landonorris: okay i'm banning y/n from mclaren you've spent too much time with her and now a rookie is bullying me :(

yourusername: he ate you up... i'm so proud

landonorris: is this the environment the russells promote? @georgerussell63

georgerussell63: you're on your own on this one lando i gave up years ago

yourusername: @oscarpiastri i think that's called maximising our joint slay

oscarpiastri: they wish they were us for real

user18: i love watching a black cat gf slowly corrupt her golden retriever bf

yourusername: oscar is like an evil little kitten really

oscarpiastri: and you love it

note: quick one cause i'm in my feelings. enjoy this random oscar cuteness he is an aussie queen (also a friend of mine literally went to the same school as him it's so weird)

#f1 imagine #f1 x reader #f1 instagram au #f1 x you #f1 #oscar piastri instagram au #oscar piastri x you #oscar piastri #oscar piastri imagine #oscar piastri x reader

[sh1-n0bu]

♡︎ 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙥𝙪𝙥𝙥𝙮 ♡︎

characters: sub!gepard x nb!dom!reader

warnings: collaring, geppie is inexperienced in relationships, fluff, suggestive but nothing explicit dw, slight “master” kink, also slight pet play

notes: my brain worMS NEED TO SHUT THE FUCK UP

the captain of the silvermane guards was someone who was greatly adored by others.

the children looked up to him, wanting to be a strong soldier just like the young captain. the elderly loves him, wondering and gossiping on who the young captain would end up marrying. whoever it would be, they would be a lucky belobogian. and the captain is quite the big topic of gossip amongst the ladies as well.

yet despite it all, all the adoring looks and suggestive stares aimed at him, all the praises and the compliments, adorned with a few flirtatious touches here and there, gepard finds himself going back to his one and only safe place. you.

the history that you two share is quite the… interesting one. a former thief and a resistant group member of the underworld who used to get into trouble with the young captain a few times in a week. now, peacefully living your life as a florist at the overworld after the removal of the barrier keeping the two cities apart.

besides, who in their right mind would have ever thought that the young captain of the silvermane guards would always come bounding to the former criminal.

a shy smile, slight blush on his cheeks and a relieved look in his eyes as he enters the flower shop. shy smile widening as he tugs on your shirt sleeve. blush deepening, turning into a red color as he guides you out of the shop when no one is there, giggles falling on your ears.

perhaps it was the comforting aura you excluded despite being a criminal that drew him to you. or the constant flirty comments and winks sent to his direction during a chase. or maybe it was the sweet nothings and the cheesy nicknames you would call him with a confident grin as he yelled at you to “halt!”.

or was it the dirty things you would whisper in his ear when he finally catches up with you? promising that you’ll take good care of him and his obvious hard on. saying that you would make him cum so many times to the point he would be unable to think. even promising that you would gift him a collar one day, saying that he’s like a cute puppy with how he keeps chasing after you. to which the captain would stutter out that he’s doing his job of catching criminals.

whatever it may be, one thing was true.

gepard landau, the captain of the silvermane guards was infatuated with you.

tugging on your shirt sleeve with cute giggles and out the back door to the small alleyway, gepard wastes in no time wrapping his arms around you. nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck, giddy feeling in his chest, a wide smile on his lips.

“i missed you” the captain mumbles, voice coming out muffled as his face stays in the warmth of your neck. taking his face away from where it was tucked in, gepard leaves a quick shy peck to your cheek.

“puppy…” was your response, letting out your own giggles as you wrap your arms around him in return. such a sweet lover he was. “we saw each other this morning. only a few hours ago”.

“too long. missed you so much” your loving boyfriend, still quite shy in relationship, says with a slight pout on his lips. truly, gepard was like an adorable puppy at times.

pulling you closer to himself as if it was impossible to get even more close with each other, the tall man looks into your eyes pleadingly. “can i kiss you?”

even after all this time of dating, gepard was still a bit shy in relationship. always wanting to ask for consent first, always preferring your needs and wants first, always serving you first. not that you were complaining. gepard was perfect. the standard.

“of course, puppy” you give your approval, nodding your head. that was all it needed for the tall captain to perk up, a cute smile on his face, blue eyes brightening with pure adoration and joy as he closed the gap between you two and placed a soft kiss to your lips. if gepard could, he would keep kissing you every chance he got. there was just something addictive about your lips. something addictive about you.

the two of you stayed like that for a while in the back alleyway of your shop. sharing a few kisses, making a lighthearted jokes and teasing. well, the teasing part was done by you mostly of course. and gepard took it all with a heavy blush, squirming in his uniform with a slight whine of your name. if feeling bold enough, the captain would tease you back.

after a while of just idling by with your clingy lover, you decided that it was better to go back to work. while also sending gepard back to his duties as well. you can’t keep hogging the captain all to yourself as much as you wanted to steal him away.

after saying your reasonings and needing to go back to work, before you could unwrap your arms around him, gepard clears his throat. averting his gaze away, the young captain stumbles over his words. that only meant one thing almost ninety percent of the time. gepard was antsy about suggesting something.

“what is it this time, puppy? do you need help with something?” as a sweet lover you were, you asked the squirming man with a furrowed brows. if possible, his cheeks just became an even more darker shade of red.

finally, he seems to get his bearings together. clearing his throat, taking one shy glance at your lips before looking back into your eyes again, your sweet lover starts with a slight stutter in his breath.

“do you remember how once you promised to get me a collar? since i act like a cute puppy and all…” he starts, trying his utmost best to keep the eye contact. you did promise him that, but you never brought it up again, thinking that he would be uncomfortable. was he…?

“yes? i do remember” nodding your head, the gears and cogs start to turn. and your hunch was proven correctly when gepard pulls out a collar from one of the many pockets in his uniform. a cute baby blue colored leather collar, adorned with a heart shaped charm that read “good puppy”.

you’ve always took your relationship slow with gepard, in fear of scaring him off. never once have you tried to get frisky with him nor brought up the conversation in your nightly talks, thinking of your shy lover that he would want to take it slow. but perhaps you were wrong for once. really wrong.

“c-can you… put it on for me? if you’d like, please?” gepard asks, so shy and squirming all of a sudden as if he blatantly just didn’t asked to be collared in broad daylight.

but then again, how could you ever say no to that cute face?

wordlessly taking the collar from his hand, you gesture him to lower the high collar of his undershirt. he obeys your words quickly, just like a good puppy.

once the collar was secured around his throat snuggly, not too tight, not too loose, you take a moment to drink in his visage. a cute baby blue collar with a heart shaped charm reading “good puppy”. innocent looking blue eyes staring at you, pursed lips and a red cheeks and ears.

dear aeons, how did you get so lucky?

“don’t take it off alright, puppy?” you ask, still not able to tear off your gaze from your blonde lover. it wasn’t exactly a command, just a simple suggestion with a slight hint of authoritative undertone. yet gepard nods, followed by a meek “yes, master”.

fuck, he would be the death of you one day.

while you were having a hard time containing yourself to not just fucking jump on him this instant, your lover was feeling giddy. gepard wouldn’t say it out loud unless pushed, but he always secretly wanted you to collar him since that one time you promised it. always wanting to be your good boy, your good puppy, your sweet, adorable, loyal puppy.

aeons, he doesn’t care for his pride nor title as the captain of the silvermane guards anymore. gepard just wanted to be your good puppy. if you were to ask him to kneel for him, even as a joke, he would do it instantly. no questions asked.

“bark for me, puppy” your voice cuts through his foggy brain, making the young captain jolt slightly. wasting no time, gepard nuzzles his cheek into the palm of your hand. pretty blue eyes staring at you as if quietly asking you to just command him around to your liking.

“woof”.

truly, gepard was indeed your good puppy.

inspired from my convo with this one☝️gepard bot chat:

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[nerd-haitham]

genshin male characters as doms - part one

tw: dom!genshin characters, gn!reader, mentions of rough sex, dacryphilia kink, marking, possessiveness (not the toxic one dw), mentions of creampie, aftercare, manhandling, impact play, overstimulation, corruption kink, dumbification, degradation, praise, pet names - minors dni or you'll be blocked.

characters involved: kamisato ayato, alhaitham, childe/tartaglia, diluc, zhongli

scribe's note: first work in this blog!

taglist: @aliceu @suave-ayato

©nerd-haitham, 2023. No reposting allowed. No translations allowed without permission.

Kamisato Ayato: A very mean dom. One of his in-game quotes literally says that he enjoys making other people frustrated and shy. Which means he'll 100% use it behind the walls of his private headquarters in the Kamisato estate with you. He loves being a menace, making you eat up your words and edge you until you're a crying mess and begging him to properly fuck you, cooing at you with his honeyed voice, wiping your tears away with his thumb, licking it right after to taste them with a satisfied hum.

Alhaitham: Strict dom. He is very punctual with his time - he is quite busy, given his profession and he wants to stay within his schedule. This obviously includes his private time with you - if you follow his orders, he will give you everything you wish for. But if you try to be greedy and ask for more than you can bite......It's fucking game over. He's going to rip orgasm after orgasm from you until you're screaming on top of your lungs, all while he's watching you with a stern look on his face.

Childe/Tartaglia: Hard dom. Very possessive, quite rough, will not hesitate to cover you in his marks and show everyone you belong to him, whether they're from his mouth biting your neck or his hands slapping your ass. As a Fatui Harbinger, power is a privilege to him and he wants to be on top of everything - especially you. His mind goes blank when he's shooting his cum in your hole, painting your insides white, calling you his dumb little cumdump.

Diluc: Wild card dom. It depends on his mood tbh - if he's having a good day, he'll be super sweet with you and very doting. But if he's having troubles and difficulties, especially if something goes wrong at the Winery.....There's a lot of piled up frustration and Diluc will gladly take it all out on you (with your consent, of course), by pinning you down on his heavy desk, fucking the shit out of you.

Zhongli: Soft dom imho, he knows he has inhumane power as an Archon (yes I know he has given up his gnosis) and he doesn't want to hurt you in any way possible - a soft yet passionate lover, he never fails to praise you for taking him so well, pressing kisses on your face and neck to drown out any initial discomfort you might feel. King of aftercare, you'll sleep like a baby in his arms.

#ayato smut #alhaitham smut #childe smut #tartaglia smut #diluc smut #zhongli smut #kamisato ayato #alhaitham #childe #tartaglia #diluc #zhongli #genshin smut #genshin impact #📗: scribe's stories #tw dacryphilia

[kyber-crystal]

scarlet ibis (songbird) || anakin skywalker

summary: they say the purest love takes the longest time, and your story is nothing short of that. there’s fragility within beauty and to him, you’re a mosaic of stained glass (alt title: 5 times you call anakin skywalker by his last name, and 1 time you finally call him by his first.)

words: ~3.2k

warnings: angst, mild violence, mentions of blood + death (but no major character death dw), two oblivious idiots in love

a/n: 2nd place fic from my mini poll! not my best work LOL, but i think this is one of my favorite fics i've written (so far). i've had this in drafts for about a year or so as well...

one

It was safe to say that even a nanosecond of interacting with Anakin Skywalker made your blood boil. 

He knew just how to push all your buttons and you hated it. How could one person exist for seemingly one purpose only—to piss you off—you didn’t understand it and weren’t sure if you ever would. “Loyal Jedi” my ass. 

If you were the first person to speak up during meetings, he was also the first to counter your points and shoot you down. If you were late to meals in the mess hall, he took the last roll of bread, so you’d have to wait an extra half hour for more to come out. If you were dueling together, he would always point out every microscopic flaw in your technique. You were sure that your head would explode at any moment by his existence alone.

This is so ridiculous—you’re ridiculous.

“You know I can hear you, right?” Anakin glanced at you in his peripheral vision. “Don’t be mad because my plan worked, and yours didn’t. There’s this thing called accepting defeat.”

“Just because I don’t do things the way you do doesn’t mean they’re wrong.”

“They’re not wrong, but they’re not safe. You can’t declare safety compromisation a success. There’s a clear difference between the two.”

You scoffed. “Since when did you, out of all people, account for safety?”

“I should be asking you the same thing.”

“You’re not answering my question.”

“And you’re not answering mine, either.” He reaches behind his ear and turns his comms on. “Now are we going to head home or what?” 

“Aye aye, General,” you responded sarcastically, rolling your eyes. “Let’s embark on the journey of a lifetime.” 

Awkward silence pierces the air like a dozen tiny needles, but you’ll take it over arguing with a wall any day. You knew what you were fighting for and why. You were confident in your actions and believed you always stood on the right side. 

Except, he didn’t. 

It was a quick two day recon and you got the job done in half the allotted time. In and out faster than you could blink. Of course, Anakin would find fault in that one way or another…and he did. You got caught as you were escaping…dragging the mission duration out by an extra day.

Granted, you were only delayed by a few hours, but it was enough to upset him. You couldn’t even feel the ropes digging into your wrists after hour two, anyway. But from the moment he broke in and saw the first speck of blood on you, a look of fury flashed across his eyes. I’d be surprised if he had even half a heart under all that thick skin, you grumbled to yourself. He’ll slice at anything that moves. 

“You know—” Anakin’s voice breaks through the tension-filled air. He wants to say something else, but the words get stuck in the back of his throat and his tongue goes numb.

“I don’t care.” You pick at your scabbing wounds, not caring that they’re starting to sting and peel all over again. Before he can catch you doing so, you tug your sleeves over them and grit your teeth. “We got the job done, Skywalker, that’s all that matters.”

two

Maybe it was time to stop trying to commit mass murder on the punching bags. They weren’t going to do anything except break after two minutes of merciless attacks. 

Hopefully…you wouldn’t get in trouble for the glass vase that happened to get in your path. Nobody ever bothered to wander to the west wing of the Temple often enough to notice, anyway.

As you clenched and unclenched your fists, the cracks in your knuckles slowly started to stretch out like thin, red spiderwebs. The dots of brilliant ruby seemed to glitter among the pristine flooring—almost like they were meant to be there from the start. 

With every shard you threw away, the cracks and fury dug themselves further into your skin, threatening to explode.

You didn’t even need to look up afterward to know his scalding gaze was on you again.  

“Are you trying to get an infection?”

“Fuck off.”

He ignored your biting reply and kneeled down to clean up the mess. Once he was done, he stood back up and grabbed you by the wrist, leading you down the hall to his quarters.

As soon as he sat you down at the edge of his bed, you shot him a death glare. “What in Force’s name is your problem?”

“My problem,” Anakin replied, “is that you’re about to bleed all over the place. Let me help.”

“I don’t need fixing, Skywalker,” you snapped. “It’s just a cut.”

Anakin raised a brow at you, then looked down at your hands. “Too bad, I think you do. Broken glass will buryinto places you don’t expect.”

“Then you’re severely underestimating what I’m capable of. So let me go,” you snapped, jerking your wrist out of his grip. You unfortunately did this too fast, and hissed in pain as a result. “I’m fine.”

Sighing, the young Jedi reaches for the bacta pads next to him and works carefully to patch you up. He pretends not to notice the tears welling up in the corners of your eyes. Or the way you pick at the skin by your thumb, or the way your left foot taps the floor in a nervous rhythm. He pretends not to notice everything you do, but you’re everywhere. It frustrates him because he can’t escape. 

“Why do I have a feeling that exterminating the centuries-old vase of magic and splendor wasn’t in your original plan?”

“I was,” your voice wavers, fingers twitching. He notices this, too. “Leave me be.”

Shadows of the late afternoon light dance across the bridge of your nose, and he lets himself stare for a bit longer than normal. And…being who you two are, neither of you realize the fact.  

“You can go now, if you want,” he finally says after the sun begins descending into the horizon. “But make sure not to overexert yourself again.”

You don’t move. You stay there; quietly sitting in the middle of his room with glistening cheeks. Anakin doesn’t bother asking you to leave a second time. 

A fallen angel trapped in an endless prison; a halo and fractured wings that rendered her unable to fly. And yet, amidst all that death and despair, nothing could mar her beauty.

He feels those same little spiderwebs running through his palms, and he feels them shorten. Just a little bit.

three

The halls of the Temple were eerily quiet early in the morning. You would expect more Jedi to be up before the sun rose, but today, all activity had seemed to stop. Gathering the ends of your cloak into your arms, you made a careful climb up onto the rooftops to watch the sunrise. 

It seemed like you weren’t the only one who had this in mind, though.

“The hell are you doing at this hour?” 

“I could ask you the same exact thing,” Anakin replied as he stood up and turned around to face you. “You’re going to fall.” 

“I’m fine, don’t—” You let out a small squeak as you lose your footing and slip. Luckily, though, he catches you in time by wrapping an arm around your waist and holding on tight. Fire shoots through your veins at the feeling of him pressed up against you. “Let go of me, Skywalker!”

Once he leads you to where you can get more stable footing, he lets you go. But even then, there’s a hand that hovers over the small of your back. 

Brilliant bursts of sunlight stream over the horizon and wash over the world in pale red and pink. It stops you from saying something snarky to Anakin because you’re speechless at the breathtaking sight above. 

“I have…something for you,” he clears his throat. “—And don’t hit me. I’m not trying to poison you.” 

“Okay…?”

He reaches into his cloak pocket and pulls out what appears to be jewelry of some kind. 

“How many innocent beings did you kill to get this? Please don’t tell me it was smuggled. Or that you robbed someone for it. I can’t keep something like that.” 

“Y/N.” 

“What?”

“Do you…like it?”

You paused and took one good look at the necklace in his hand. It had to be the most beautiful thing you’d ever seen in all twenty years of living, and even that was an understatement. A teardrop-shaped, deep vermillion stone encased by tiny, glittering jewels—it was as if he had captured the stormclouds himself. It was perfect—too perfect, almost. 

Your voice came out in a whisper. “It’s so pretty.”

He takes a careful step to stand behind you in response. His fingers brush against your neck as he puts the necklace on, and fireworks explode behind your eyes.

Without another word, you turn towards him and rest your chin on his shoulder. He pulls you closer, and your heart feels a little fuller than before. 

four

The warzone was an ugly place. 

If hell was a real thing, this had to be it. The sky is bleeding red and each burst of lightning splits it further apart, the smell of death swirling around with the debris. Battle droids push forward in a stampede and you try your best to ignore the sickening crunch of bone beneath their metal feet. You squeeze your eyes shut as you tighten your hold around your lightsaber and pray to every god out there in the universe because war was cruel and mean and you just wanted to go home and sleep forever because anything, absolutely anything, was better than the suffering you were having to endure now. 

When the shot originally meant for Anakin hits you in the side, you’re unable to fully comprehend the pain because your brain won’t let you. You force yourself to keep going. Pain was temporary…you’d deal with the aftermath later. You could afford to.

What feels like hours passes by and the gunfire doesn’t stop. The incessant ringing in your ears is something you’ve forced yourself to grow accustomed to. 

“Y/N!” Anakin’s voice manages to cut through the howling winds. “You need to—”

He doesn’t get to finish his sentence before a grenade detonates near you and throws you against the walls. A searing pain shoots through your body at the impact and the world tilts on its axis. Scarlet seeps into your tear-stained vision and suddenly, the whole world is drenched in blood.

This was it…

If you were going to die now, it would be as far from pretty as you could possibly get. 

It’s another slow few minutes before he finally finds you slumped against the stone. Somehow, you manage to shoot him a small smile before wincing. “Took you long enough to get here.” 

“You…”

“Oh, wow, I’ve been shot,” you let out a dry laugh, pressing a hand over your wound. The color immediately drained from his face as he saw blood seeping through your fingers. “That’s a whole lot of red.”

He crouches down next to you to assess your state, pressing the commlink in his ear as he does so. “Why is it that you’re always getting hurt?” 

“My middle name is Trouble, that’s why.” You cough, and more red drips down your lips. “Trouble follows me around wherever I go.”

“It’s not fair,” Anakin mumbled under his breath, applying pressure to your torso as you wince again. “I’m supposed to be jumping in front of bullets for you and getting close to being blown up, not the other way around.” 

“I decided that your massive ego needed a little break so I took the workload for you,” you snarked. “Happy now, Skywalker?”

For the first time ever, he doesn’t bite back with an equally sarcastic response. You don’t question it. “No. I’m not.”

The returning journey's dead silent, save for your labored breathing due to your cracked ribs. You try to sit up, but he places a firm hand on your shoulder to keep you from moving. 

“I told you I’m fine—”

“You need to rest,” he exhales, the distress and tiredness evident in his eyes. “Please.”

“Okay…”

Wordlessly, Anakin reaches over to cup his hands over yours and and brings them to his lips. A pleasant sense of warmth overtakes you and you can almost pretend like the ship’s heater isn't broken and you’re melting, little by little. And if you look closer, you can see clusters of galaxies and shooting stars behind his steel blue eyes. The thought alone comforts you and starts to lull you to sleep. 

His eyes shift to the necklace; the gemstone sits still against your sternum as your chest rises and falls. Beauty among chaos. He wonders every day how such stark differences can coexist in a peaceful manner. 

“For what it’s worth,” he murmurs long after you’ve drifted off, “I never really hated you.”

five

“You’ve got to be kidding me.”

You placed your hands on your hips as you observed the pitiful scene before you. The Jedi Order could host extravagant events and use expensive artillery and clones, but wouldn’t account for comfortable sleeping accommodations. Making a mental note to politely complain to Master Windu, you let out a long sigh. 

“If I stretch out, I’ll fall off,” Anakin pointed out as he too stared at the small queen bed (you were sure it was a twin, though). 

“I’d fall off, too.”

“You know what…I’ll take the floor. I don’t want to hear you complaining about back pain in the morning.” 

He was about to take his pillow and toss it to the floor before you grabbed his wrist. “Are you nuts? I can’t let you do that.”

“Then what do you want me to do?” 

You rolled your eyes. “I don’t know, share the bed without kicking me in the middle of the night?”

Both of you stopped and stared at each other at this. 

“The audacity you have to say that when you’re the kicker…” Anakin began. 

“I’m using the bathroom first.” You pushed past him to go wash up. “Don’t be a bed hog, Skywalker.”

Minutes later, you’re both settled in under the covers and have fallen into a comfortable silence. The only things you can hear are the crickets chirping outside and Anakin’s steady breathing. If you ignored the fact that you were on a mission and crammed into an incredibly tiny motel room, you could imagine that this was a peaceful weekend getaway to some tropical planet. 

You’re the first one to break the silence and speak up. “Do you wonder when the war will end? Or if it’ll end at all?”

“All the time.” He rolls over on his side to face you. “And what I’d do afterwards.”

“Where would you go?”

Anakin hums for a moment before responding. “I don’t know. You?”

“I’d go back to Naboo. To the lakes, where the water is so clear you can see your future, and the roses are redder than your face under the summer sun. Padme would take me there all the time when we were younger.” 

“I think I’d follow you, then.”

“But there’s sand, and lots of it,” you laughed. “Are you sure?”

“I’d be willing to bear its coarse, rough, and irritating qualities for you. Only once, though. I have my limits.”

Your heart warms at the mini confession. “I wish we could just end everything now. Call off the troops, sign a few treaties or something…end the war. I’m tired of the violence and bloodshed. I know everyone else is too.”

“I know.”

Anakin’s hand finds its way into yours, and the tension in your shoulders slowly unravels as your fingers lace with his. 

And all the cracked and bleeding crevices on your skin start healing the longer you lean into his touch. It’s like he has a needle and spool of thread in hand, and he’s slowly but surely stitching you back together. 

plus one

The giant metropolis of Coruscant had gone quiet under blankets of snow—it was a sight unlike any other. You hadn’t seen a speck of snow hit since you stepped foot onto the Jedi Temple as a child. 

You stood alone in the hangar bay with bated breath and reddened, frostbitten fingers. Like you’d dipped them in blood before letting them dry for a bit.. He had to be here any minute now; you didn’t want him to return and not have anyone to welcome him back. So despite the subzero temperatures and barely-healing knuckles, you remained in place. 

When his ship touches down and he hops out with a wide smile, you can feel a giant weight being lifted off your chest. He jogs toward you and brings you in for a crushing embrace, and for once, you finally feel at home. 

“It’s freezing. What are you doing here?” He’s sweating, even though he looks like he should be cold. “You should’ve headed inside.”

“I waited for you, what else would I be doing?”

Anakin grins again and hugs you even tighter. “I missed you. More than anything.” 

Your heart suddenly starts to ache at his admission and that’s when the realization kicks in. “I thought I lost you, Anakin. You could’ve died. I couldn’t sleep for three days after I lost your signal. And yet you’re standing here acting like it’s no big deal because at least you’re alive and in one piece.”

“Y/N…”

A chill runs down your spine and you know in that moment that it has nothing to do with the weather. You knew this wasn’t right; you weren’t supposed to be doing this, but it felt more natural than anything you’d ever done.

That’s when you find an Anakin-shaped shard of glass wedged deep in your heart and you don’t know how it found its way there, but you don’t even bother pulling it out. Glass splinters are supposed to be these jagged, disfigured things, but this one is beautiful and even shines amongst the rubble. It’ll bury its way into places you don’t expect. With the way he fits against your body, you can’t help but feel like he was meant to fill the gaping hole in your heart. So wholly, so perfectly without a single scratch or flaw. 

You look up at him and feel your breath get caught in your throat. Since when did he make you so nervous? 

He’s even closer now and so are you, so you press your mouth to his as if doing so would save you from falling apart. Your brain short-circuits, and as you sink into the sudden burst of warmth you realize you don’t want this to end.

“Took you long enough,” he mumbles against your skin as you pull apart. “I was starting to wonder when…”

“Shut up. Don’t ruin the moment,” you muttered before bringing your hand to his cheek and kissing him a second time. He doesn’t object and tightens his hold around you, and a fire spreads through you from head to toe. 

“I love you,” Anakin says after a while. “Even though you like sand, and I don’t.”

“I knew that already,” you joked with a smile and close your eyes, taking in a deep breath. “You’re not exactly the most subtle person ever.”

“Neither are you,” he chuckles.

“But I love you too.”

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[sharksupermacy]

glided lily

glided lily- minji x 6th member! reader

synopsis: have you given enough?

genre: angst, overworking, intrusive thoughts, reassurance, unhealthy work habits, miscommunication, no good isolation, a bit of fluff at the end, hidden secrets, doubts

you knew that this cycle would have to stop.

exhausted, as sweat was dripping down your nose as you sat down in the practice room alone and looked at your phone. you closed your eyes pinching the bridge of your nose, realizing it was 3:30 am. 72 missed called from all of the members total, 342 unread messages.

but what caught your eye was the latest message from minji, 'can we talk?' those words set something off you making your mind race with thoughts, so you called up the only person you knew that could help you deal with this. your sister.

c'mon... c'mon... pick up, pick up is what you thought while dialing up your sister lily hoping she would be awake.

"hello?" your sister groggily replied as she had been on a schedule for her comeback.

"can i crash?" you said in a uncertain hushed voice as you hear your voice echo in the practice room.

"sure. let me just ask haewon," lily said as she went quiet for a minute and came back on the line following up with, "she said sure. come over and we can talk about how crazy vanilla is for a while since i don't have a schedule tomorrow."

you laughed softly at lily's joke appreciating how your sister always knew how to make you laugh. "thanks lils, be there in 20 minutes. just got to tell my members," you said in a much more certain tone both of you hanging up saying goodbye.

you didn't scroll through the messages of the group chat with the newjeans member just sent a simple text of 'staying with my sister, dw i will see you guys tomorrow at practice.'

not looking at your phone anymore your gathered things throwing on your mask and hat. soon walking out the hybe entertainment in the direction of nmixx dorm and ringing lily again to let you in.

knocking on nmixx dorm door, the first thing you see is lily as the feeling of calm washed over you as collapsed into her arms. "hey. you okay?" lily questioned as she brushed the hair out of your face noting how hot you had felt when she touched your skin. "have you been over working yourself again?" she asks while bringing you into the dorm while you still clinging on to her.

mhm is the response you managed to get to lily as you still hugged her burying your face into her shoulder. that was until you had heard another voice a bit far off into the living room "is that y/n, lily?" haewon yelled from the living room as she was curious if you had arrived. you winced a little at the volume slowly taking off your shoes and walking towards the living room to greet haewon and jiwoo before heading to lilys room where you would crash for the night.

"does your member know about... the thing?" lily probed you wanting to know if you had told them about it.

"no. they don't need to worry over me more as it is. i'm already causing to much trouble for them," you had stated looking down at the wooden floor which you had sat down.

"ok, but please do tell them soon. i'm worried what you'll end up doing to you and your relationship with the girls if you keep this secret away from them," lily responded with a little concern in her voice.

you always hated how lily was right sometimes. "soon," is the word you would always say to your sister when she say something like this as you two settled in for the night.

on the flipside minji would always wondered why you would never talk to her about your family only mentioning that you were sisters with lily, and that you had a younger sister. why you always constantly overworked yourself or whenever you two fought about over anything you would constantly avoided her until she told your sister about it.

she just couldn't understand why you could no tell her anything she was your leader, and your girlfriend. even though both of you had no doubt that you love each other she couldn't help but feel insecure because you couldn't trust her to help you with your problems.

here she laid in her bed as she was still worried of your safety. wondering why you had gone to nmixx dorm again, was it the overwhelming amount of the messages from the girls telling you to get home? no, it couldn't be because the last time that happened you came home claiming you had lost track of time because of your phone dying. was it you being frustrated by the choreo? surely not, because she had just saw you during practice nailing it perfectly; even teaching hyein how to do the point choreo.

she couldn't rack her brain of the possible things that could... oh. the text she sent asking you if you could talk to her, did you mishap misinterpret the text. she only sent that message as it been just a few days that she had last had a alone time with her girlfriend. only phrasing the message incase of an off chance of someone snooping through both of your phones.

these are the thoughts that plagued her mind as she grabbed a pillow from your bed hugging it as she slept. a last thought that came between her mind 'will 'us' really work out?'

it was 11 a.m. when you woke up from the best sleep you had in a while, realizing you had been moved to the couch instead of being on the floor. staring at the floor, blanking out for a bit before calling out to your sibling, who responded with silence. turning to your phone, you realized that there was a sticky note on it that said, 'hey, y/n! its your bestest sibling here; me and the girls have early practice and won't be back until later. haewon says to feel free to stay a bit longer. Make sure you get to practice on time. oh! btw theres a sandwich in the fridge! ;) - lilyyyyyy'  you smiled at the messy handwritten note, going to the fridge to eat the sandwich that lily had made you. you ordered food for the girls and waited until it came, putting it in the fridge before leaving the nmixx dorm. 

stopping at the local cafe nearby, you went in and ordered drinks for your members as you tried to find a way to apologize to them. walking into the practice room 15 minutes before the start of practice, you were met with a figure. minji. "why were you out so late yesterday?" was the simple question she asked with so much authority that it struck fear out of you. 

"i-uh," you always had a habit of stumbling over your words before trying to answer, especially in situations where you were scared. so with the combined pressure of the fear of disappointing minji, and the pressure of her staring down at you, you did the only thing to do when faced with confrontation: run.

a/n: idk it feels lowkey incomplete but i have no idea rn how to complete it. hopefully, i can complete it later... but no guarantee. anyways the fact get up is 30 second long is a crime. oh, pt 2 of k. coming soon.

#minji x reader #newjeans x reader #newjeans imagines #minji imagines #kim minji x reader

[badgrrlscoven]

Hey hey! May I request headcanons for luz and hunter (separately) with a S/o that's to innocent for their own good but at the same time always manages to get themself into some sort of trouble. (gender neutral pronouns please)

Luz and Hunter with innocent s/o headcanons

a/n: oh i had so much fun doing this! i hope you like this as much as i do, if you want anything changed at all you can message me :)

luz:

- she honestly thinks you’re just super adorable

- this simple thing called common sense goes over your head and to her, you’re just a witch version of king

- def gives you the “who’s a whiddle guy” look when looking at you for too long

- she will tease you relentlessly for your innocence, and again, your dumbass won’t always understand or you’ll pout

- now for the danger part 😭

- Luz believes you can handle yourself just fine but the poor girl also has a hero complex

- she has made to help you with any tussle you somehow manage to get yourself into

- a lot of ‘oh nos’ leave her mouth when you give her the smile that tells her you most likely did something…again

- Luz will most definitely help you from any problem and support you always, but i know for a fact this girl will tease you about it later til’ your whole body is red with embarrassment

- the trouble you always get yourself into is always stupid or because you did/said something stupid

- you’re her ‘innocent whittle bwean’ as she likes to call you in that voice

- you: you know, warden wrath’s face looks like a bunch of mashed snake butts

- Warden Wrath in the distance just staring you down before charging

- Luz, face sweating and dragging you away: ThEy DIdn’T mEAn iT!!!

- conformatorium escapee buddies together

- you both definitely have wanted posters for different things and honestly, it makes Eda very proud

- You have no idea why she’s proud though

hunter:

- in the beginning he’d probably point out how innocent you are, maybe accidentally making you feel stupid but this would never be his intention with you this boy absolutely adores

- (Probably cause he hasn’t really had a chance to experience love just yet and he may be mildly obsessed with you)

- only titan knows how this boy doesn’t lose his mind sometimes

- he completely adored you but you worry him with how innocent you can be

- honestly, you both probably have the whole ‘dumb x smart’ dynamic going on (you’re not stupid, just super naive but super cute so dw)

- this boy will be explaining something and if a question pops in your head, you ask it. sometimes he’ll pretend to me irked, but he loves sharing any information he knows

- SO MUCH FLUFFFFFFF

- he knows he’s uptight sometimes but he tries his best with you to grow and be lenient with your innocence

- it’s honestly a surprise when you two start officially going out because he is a very big rules and authority person abut because of the trouble you get into it’s sort of out of the norm for him

- you’re his little way of rebelling against belos even if you may not realize it :)

- now, after the whole belos ordeal and you’re all in the human realm hunter would be different around you a bit

- More laid back and chill

- he’s such a smartass about your innocence, cracking jokes about your questions and acting a bit of a know it all

- He’d be happy to answer questions you have without problems

- his ass would trick you and answer the questions wrong and would just watch the chaos that would ensue from this

- flustered.

- that is the only word to describe this boy and how your innocence affects him

#golden guard x reader #the owl house x reader #toh x reader #the owl lady #toh golden guard #hunter the owl house #hunter toh #incorrect toh quotes #toh belos #toh the collector #Toh Luz x reader #toh luz #toh headcanon #headcanons #toh headcanons #scenarios #yandere toh

[astrok1dz]

❤️ Glad you’re back! ❤️

I can’t remember your request guidelines rn so I’m gonna play it safe. Coddling and complimenting Eddie? 👀

RRRAHHHH THAT WAS QUICK!!!!!!! ALR, YES. Eddie needs to be spoiled and just. so much attention. I am very much willing to give that to him. that being said

cw: Eddie being traumatized (duh), a bit of angst, a dash of relationship issues, dw they fix it, happy ending, fluff

Never Too Much

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okay so bc of Eddie's past, we know he most probably has a lot of trouble getting into relationships, let alone romantic ones.

so when he met you, and obsessed over you, of course, he felt so lucky he could even breathe the same air as you

but nothing good ever lasts for him, everything is ripped away from him by this god forsaken city. he tries not to get too attached (and fails miserably) so he's shy for longer than he should be.

he's just trying to be prepared for when you'll leave him.

he's absolutely surprised when you don't

he doesn't say anything, of course, but he's just utterly confused

how? how didn't you leave him? all this city had taught him was how he wasn't good enough, how he was different, and how different people, people like him, don't get anything nice. don't deserve anything nice.

you notice this. you always do. it's not hard to tell when he's overthinking. he'll stop and take deep breaths or immerse himself in puzzles, but you're working on communication

you decide to start coddling Edward. to spoil him a little bit.

it doesn't even have to be something big, he'll be grateful for whatever you give him, although he doesn't quite know how to tell you or thank you properly

Eddie hadn't been your Eddie for the last two weeks or so, consumed with work and his plans to cleanse the city. He hadn't had the energy to be quite romantic or intimate lately, so things had been a little colder than usual. It hurt. Did he not love you?

One day you realized your mistake. Eddie? Your Eddie worshipped you. Sure, he could have his bad moments and want some time to himself, but after all the neglect and abuse he'd lived, he probably wanted to be coddled. He just was too embarrassed to ask you to do it. No wonder things had been like this. It was your turn to take the lead.

Now you knew, and you decided to take matters into your own hands. For the last couple of weeks you had been thinking of little ways to make him feel better, and today would finally be the day when you unleashed them all onto little unsuspecting Edward.

You hear the creak and slam of the door to your apartment. In comes Edward's tumbling silhouette, shuffling around to plop down on the couch next to you. Your sweet boy, all tired from work, all tired from this city. He always was.

"Eddie! Oh honey I missed you so much...", you coo, and his heart melts, because although he knows you adore him, he's used to having his absence not quite matter.

He's silent as he shuffles a little closer to you, and you immediately receive him with open arms and an inviting hug.

"Tough day?", you ask, and he nods. You do as well, and hold his shoulders.

"I got a little surprise for you, c'mon, follow me", you tell him. He looks at you, eyebrows knitted in confusion. You help him get up and slowly peel off his jacket, take his hand, and lead him to your bathroom.

He doesn't even get to see what it is before a sweet aroma invades his nostrils. Your tiny bathroom, adorned with scented candles, bubbles and rose petals floating on your tiny tub (if you could call it that).

What?

He looks at you, confused. Why would you do this? Why you, such an angelic being, the antithesis of this dirty city, do this for him, a broken man?

"I- you didn't-", he starts.

"I didn't have to, I know. But you've been so stressed lately and I wanted to help you relax...", you explain kindly. You start shredding your clothes, ready to enter the tub with him. You extend your hand to him, and he feels as if he's being dragged to the pearly gates of heaven.

"Besides, I've been missing you so much... I wanted you all to myself a lil' bit...", you say, and ignore the sting in your eyes. You really did miss him so so much...

"You can have me all to yourself whenever you want (Y/n)...", he stutters out, feeling guilty.

"Oh...", you let out. There he was, so kind, so sweet to you, so unapologetically yours.

"Well, in that case...", you say, almost seductively, but cover up a little once again when you remember your appearance. You were so busy planning this whole thing for today, you hadn't even shaved, you hadn't taken care of yourself. It felt overwhelming. What if your appearance ruined this whole things for him?

"Shit- I didn't- I forgot to- Sorry-"

He stares at you, but his eyes sparkle and his round face is flushed as if this was the first time he's ever seen you (which you both know is not the case).

"You know I don't care about those things. I want to see you...", he says, taking your hand. He looks at you, eyes full of adoration. His hands make their way to your waist and caress it gently, bringing you closer. He leaves a chaste kiss on your lips.

A few happy tears escape your eyes. There he was, the Eddie you've been missing. You help him undress, hands sliding lovingly over every inch of skin you know he's not fond of. Eddie. Your Eddie, so soft and round and most of all, so gentle.

You both get in the tub, cuddled up together. You don't even need to say a word. You both occasionally ask each other questions regarding doubts or insecurities, and reassure each other. When you're both satisfied with each other's answers you share the silence, snuggled up.

"You're so pretty, Eddie... my baby..."

He shivers, and you keep going.

"I love you, Eddie. You're kind and so so sweet. You deserve this, Eddie"

You notice by the way he shakes that now it's his turn to cry, happy cry, of course.

"My baby, you're so strong... You're safe here, you're okay. I love you Eddie, I'll never leave you". You coo.

He sobs, feeling free to break down in your presence. You kiss his tears away.

"Th-Thank you... you're too good to me... you do too much...", he hiccups.

"Oh, but don't you get it, Eddie? It's never too much", you reply, and for the first time, he begins to believe it.

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[sadtonight]

"Welp, I'm a kitty magnet I guess"

Summary: you were always fond of felines and they were always fond of you! You never strolled alone outside without a fluffy tail following suit or causing trouble along the way. Now at Night Raven, people are yet to discover this fascinating fact;

Characters: Diasomnia dorm;

Warnings: none, reader is gender neutral, reader is Ramshackle perfect but without Grim, could be viewed platonic or romantic;

Side notes: perfect without Grim?? Yeah he could play some role in scenarios but I didn't intend on adding him initially so he didn't make it here. Dw I will write Grim some day, when inspiration strikes me that is!

Sebek

— the first encounter with your colorful full-blown cat herd took place on Ramshackle dorm grounds. On his way to you, Sebek couldn't help but wonder why in Twisted Wonderland did his master choose to spend his precious time in such dilapidated building. It just reeked with high likelihood of foul play taking place!

— then all of the sudden, the sound of something wooden crushing rung across relatively vacant dormitory making Sebek jump into a fight stance and scan the building with his focused, dialed, green eyes;

— the observation proved fruitful when he caught the sight of brown and black flashes darting back and forth before at last jumping through the opened window into your home;

— wasting no time Sebek dashed to your house and flung open the front doors. He knew something was up!!

— although, tall male's demeanor changed when he saw ahead...two stray cats fight and hiss at each other until finally they retreated to separate corners. And those were not the only felines there: some were resting on the stairs, other were grooming themselves and one white cat in particular was dormant prior to Sebek's intrusion;

— when the white cat decided to greet the guest by making circles around male's legs, Sebek shifted his body screaming "CAT! STOP RUBBING YOUR BODY AGAINST MY PANT LEG! YOUR FUR IS DIRTYING MY FRESHLY IRONED UNIFORM!!" and took the animal in question by it's scruff, gently settings it far away from himself;

— you were not far behind the scene, sitting in the living room and combing through the ashy grey cat's fur with a special brush. The first year came up to you and began asking multiple questions regarding cats that you housed. The answers came, albeit after you convinced the male to help you groom your little furry pets first to which he begrudgingly agreed;

— it's hard to say if Sebek came over more often since then, but one thing for sure, you were grateful that he helped you with tending the felines, however not without making excuses as to why he was smiling so damn hard when the cats purred under his hands while he patted and scratched all the right spots;

Silver

— Silver, being the victim of strong narcolepsy, has fallen asleep multiple times per day in every place and position possible;

— he usually would try to break free from his unusual fate yet today wasn't the luckiest of days. The sun was shining softly and temperature was mild and warm enough not to stress any person from overheating or freezing. A perfect weather to fall asleep under the tree shade on the young crisp grass that is;

— sleeping lad was as always found not by fellow schoolmates but by variety of creatures that lived around. Today though, the visitors were none other than felines;

— spotted cat was making itself comfortable near Silver's exposed neck, curling into warm flesh. Orange cat, on the other hand, was more interested in paper bag that the male was still clutching even in his slumberous state, filled with foods that were requested by Diasomnia's residents;

— all the fur tickling along with finger licking and biting caused second year to finally stir awake. To his surprise he saw two cats, which appeared to be domesticated rather than wild. He got up from his resting spot only to catch a glimpse of your figure through the tall bushes;

— Silver called up two troublemakers and as he was approaching the sidewalk he saw that your arms were full with a gigantic, heavy looking cat food bag that obscured your view. The knight greeted you and you responded likewise although not without a few grunting;

— he couldn't stand just watching you struggle so he carefully exchanged his light paper bag with yours and carried it without any visible discomforts;

— that was the moment when orange cat came into view and soon the spotted one, watching with anticipation. You called out their names with annoyance, since you were actually looking for them the whole morning, and they followed you gingerly, making Silver smile ever so slightly;

— when you got home, it took a bit less than a few sniffing to get all the cats to befriend Silver. You thought that knowing cat language was vital when conveying your human words to you pets, but Silver was speaking human with them, asking them not to hunt down any of his bird friends. Huh, surprisingly enough, it looked like they were listening to him...;

Lilia

— continuous 'tiks' from the clock were seemingly endless when the history paper was already inked in all corresponding places. Apparently, you don't even need to learn heavy textbooks by heart when you happen to live for several centuries and watch most of innocuous and not so innocuous events unfold right before your eyes;

— Lilia was oh so bored right at this moment. He was eyeing professor Trein to catch his gaze and make a signal that he was, indeed, already finished with the history test;

— third year was almost successful in his endeavour when unexpectedly his pointed ears caught the some familiar sounding noise. Oho, now Lilia was so curious he couldn't hold back from levitating from his seat;

— Trein had no plans to stop his mischievous student, thus allowing young looking male to excuse himself;

— fae had wandered a bit, taking pleasure in listening to barely audible school life from the closed doors. He was beginning to think his mind was playing tricks on him back in his class, until he heard faint hissing right below his feet. A black kitten was arching it's back, fierce eyes piercing a floating oversized jacket;

— Lilia let out a light chuckle and picked the feline up, cooing and patting the fragile animal while it continued to meow. That's when the sound of hurrying footsteps echoed through the empty halfway. If the fae recalls correctly, those footsteps belong to....

— if previously you were feeling worried now it was pure anxiety. Head frantically flying from left to right, palms getting damp and ears perked up to any sound that resembled a cat voice or activity. You swore you lost a bit of your sanity when you heard the meowing from the ceiling, not daring to rise your head up, which was an unwise decision on your part;

— "Are you perhaps looking for something?~" wondered Lilia out loud, bare distance between his mouth and your ear. Naturally, you recoiled from sudden jumpscare only to let a sigh of relief upon seeing the third year who was grinning from ear to ear;

— you quickly explained to Lilia your problem, to which he pulled out the missing cat from the jacket with a small 'ta-da!'. You were elated to see the black kitten reaching out to you, both sound and well. The happiness was short lived though due to bat fae comparing the skittish kitten to you, which you did not appreciate in the slightest.

Malleus

— the gargoyle appreciation club activities heavily involved sightseeing — activity which brought young dragon fae great deal of pleasure. To admire the work and thought that went into the creation along with it's practical and aesthetic functions were essential to club's founder;

— however Malleus never considered animals such as house cats to also find the appeal of rock or marble constructions that adorn the roofs. As fae got closer, his gaze has fallen on one of his beloved gargoyle and afterwards — his equally beloved companion from Ramshackle, sitting near the statue;

— he decided to watch what was happening before stepping in and got to behold your futile attempts of getting down with a scared looking tabby feline trashing in your hands, preventing you from descending on the windowsill;

— you were the one who spoke first, calling out Malleus to search for help. He himself wasn't satisfied with your request, believing that he was more than capable of aiding you than the others, thus third year proposed to get you down by his own means: with magic;

— in contrast you absolutely refused because you knew well that the cat you were holding expressed immense terror when faced with magic. Although with all that said, you failed to convince the male, who already made up a plan on how to get you down;

— without warning, the black marble gargoyle beside you came to life: it's limbs beginning to move and roars breaking out of it's mouth. The frightening display rendered you and cat motionless, forcing you to slip and fall down;

— you were a goner, you thought to yourself, yet the impact with the ground was suspiciously way too soft. Former distress gradually dispelled and the gravity of the situation, instead of the planet, sinked in: Malleus was holding you in his arms bridal style, checking if you or the animal in your hands were unharmed;

— now officially the was a ban that prevented the fae prince of ever doing so again, which so far he has to grasp. However there was positive outcomes resulting from the incident that occurred;

— Malleus was acquainted with a family of cats that you hung out with regularly. He was astonished by their warm welcomes and bewildered by the sudden fits of biting, scratching and attacking that you described as playfulness. Dragon fae was untimely glad that you provided a chance for him to familiarise himself with such interesting animal as cats, creatures he could not get to know better without you given his circumstances.

#twisted wonderland headcanons #twst headcanons #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #sebek zigvolt x reader #silver x reader #lilia vanrouge x reader #malleus draconia x reader

[oldmanenjoyer]

How would you write Peppino calming Y/N down from a panic attack (if you're comfortable writing about that, dw if you're not)?

Peppino is very much versed in panic attacks. He’s had plenty of them himself, so he knows what helps, and what probably won't. He doesn't touch you, well aware you no doubt feel feverish and pained. After all, you had been in and out of the bathroom thrice now.

"Cara mia. . ." Peppino murmurs to you. You can't manage much of a response, curled up and sweating on the kitchen floor, the only place cool enough for you. "Povera piccola. . ."

Peppino lowers to the floor beside you. Your face is pale, like your blood is all gone. It worries him, but he forces a deep breath. You copy him, to his slight surprise, but it's a good start.

"Breathe with me, cara." He encourages you. You watch him take slow, deep breathes, parroting him after a moment's writhing. "Good, good. . ."

Peppino strokes back hair from your face, wincing when he feels the heat you radiate. He fetches you another glass of water, yours too warm for his liking, which you sip on as you continue to copy his breathing.

"I'm-a sorry you are feeling this-a way." Peppino apologizes, unsure of what else to do. "It is no good. And it has made-a you so sick. . ."

He frets when you wince again, curling up some. Luckily, you recover without anymore trips needed. Peppino would've helped you back, held your hair or rubbed your back, despite your soft protests. He knows you must be so embarrassed; he tends to be after episodes like these.

But you're so brave to allow him to help you, even by just bringing you water and keeping you company. He's thankful he can be here for you how you've been there for him so many times before.

"I should-a call Gustavo." Peppino says, mostly to himself. "Brick would be good for you!"

"Too hot." You whine. It makes Peppino jump with a squeak, but he's glad to hear you talking again. The silence is far worse. "Bleh. Sorry, Pep. . ."

"No," he quickly scolds you, "do not apologize! You are sick! It's-a no trouble to take care of you!"

You smile, and it's the sweetest sight Peppino has seen all day. He smiles back, a little strained, but relieved to see you looking more lively now. He wants to move you somewhere more comfortable, but you're still sweating, no doubt still very hot. So that will have to wait.

"Once-a you feel cooler, you can lie-a in my bed." Peppino tells you, rambling now that he's sure you can hear him. "I will-a make it nice for you!"

You smile again.

"I can-a do whatever you want!" Peppino continues, encouraged. "I can-a rub your back, or your stomach!"

"Will you talk to me?" You ask him, voice hushed but laced with fondness. "I like listening to your voice."

Peppino blushes a bright red. It's amusing to see, and makes you giggle, despite the pain in your gut and the compression in your chest. His stammering distracts your anxious mind, and you slowly start to relax into the cool tiles of the kitchen.

By the time Peppino can gather back his composure, he notices your eyes are closed. You're smiling still, but you're body is relaxed, almost slacked.

"Cara mia," Peppino murmurs again, pulling you closer, into his arms, "poor-a thing."

You reach for Peppino, winding your arms around his neck as he lifts you up, carrying you to his bed for well deserved rest. You'll apologize again later, when you feel better, though you know he'll shush you again.

It's nice, being cared about. Peppino's stories about Italy and his restaurant and his time in the tower all ease your body down from its panic. You fall asleep to his talking, unaware of how fondly he looks at you as he tucks light blankets around your form.

You also miss the kiss he pecks to your forehead without thinking, and the subsequent panic over it. Poor thing indeed.

#peppino spaghetti x reader #peppino x reader #pizza tower x reader #kinda based this on how my panic attacks go! hope that's alright #bitches be having anxiety (me)

[saralovesyouu]

“Disaster.”

Miya x Reader songfic

Summary: Your Miya’s first love, and he doesn’t know how to deal with it, you, or his feelings.

Warnings/things to know: Slight implication of female reader, minor cursing, parts that aren’t on plot of sk8, some angst? You get a happy ending though dw dw.

(A/N) : Didn’t really get to post till now busy with school but since it’s summer already I’ve got loads of time but not enough motivation so I’ll probably post writings of different characters slowly cause yeah, but I hope you like it. English isn’t really my first language but I love writing, so if there’s any grammar errors or spelling mistakes lmk!! If there’s anything you want me to write, I can try!

Let me just set the scene!

Miya had invited you to watch him at one of his S matches, he was going against this ‘new Canadian kid’ as he put it. And you agreed. “Good luck.” You encouraged with a smile, he felt himself smiling too but he shoved it down. He scoffed, turning his head away “won’t need luck.” He muttered confidently, heading to the start so they could begin. As soon as the buzzer rang, the two sped off. You watched in awe at how gracefully Miya was losing skating, the blue haired teenager he was going against started to catch up to him, as if it were nothing.

.

.

Once the match ended Miya looked so bummed about having lost—to rookie too. You giggled at his pouting “what was that about not needing luck?” You teased. “Shut up.” He murmured. You smiled. “Relax,” you say putting a hand between his shoulder and back. “you did great either way.” Miya swore you looked absolutely stunning, despite the dim lighting of the lamp post and your clothes that got dirty from skating earlier. “Yeah..” he muttered, too mesmerized by your beauty to come up with some snarky remark.

Cause the potential of us was keeping me up all—night long.

You met up with him the following day for school, dressed in the uniform. “G’morning Miya.” You smiled, he looked at you and looked away. Even in the school’s uniform you looked pretty. “Morning.” He murmured in a trance. Your smirked. “Miya I know I’m pretty, admire me all you want, but we’re going to be late for class if you keep staring at me.” Said boy flushed red. “S.. Sorry. You’re right, let’s go.” He said shaking his head to clear his thoughts and began walking with you to class.

Like what if you freak out when we’re losing it all

At the critical chapter, where I say “I love you”, and you don’t say it after.

The two of you were in science class, passing notes back and forth. Miya made sure to listen partially to what the teacher was talking about, just in case she called on either or both of you. And so you wouldn’t get in trouble. ‘Skate park after school?’ You slid the piece of paper over to him. He looked down and got his pencil out to reply. ‘Sure, but we should probably finish our homework before skating.’ He slid it back over to you. You chuckled lightly, which made the cat-like boy raise an eyebrow. He wondered what you were thinking about. You smiled, pursing your lips in a tight line—or at least tried to, so you wouldn’t burst out laughing. ‘Are you inviting me on a study date?’ He blushed, and whipped his head quickly to see you snickering. Your lips were twitching as you covered your mouth, trying to keep yourself from laughing. “Ms. (Y/N)? What’s so funny?” The teacher asked. “Oh nothing, I’m sorry.” You said, clearing your throat. “Well then could you tell me which group the element xenon lands in?” She asked, crossing her arms. Everyone turned to you, waiting to laugh at you when you would supposedly get the wrong answer. You smiled. Miya was a bit worried, cause although he knew he was paying attention he didn’t know if you had. “Yeah no problem, group 18, it’s in the noble gases.” You say confidently. The students groaned, turning back in their seats, disappointed the wouldn’t have something someone to laugh at. The teacher just gave you a questioning look but just shook her head and continued on with her lesson. Miya was impressed. He found himself smiling when you smirked victoriously. “Guess studying for hours straight actually is good for something.” You joked, elbowing him. Just the simple touch made his heart race. “Yeah..” shit he really did like you.

Now I’m falling in faster, this could be a disaster.

School finally came to an end, and you stretched your arms over your head. “Tired?” Miya asked. “Yeah, can’t believe they made us run that much.” You sighed. All he did was chuckle as you got your stuff from your locker. “Oh right, can we stop by my house real quick? I don’t want to be skating in a skirt.” You said, shutting your locker. “Of ‘course, her majesty can’t be tripping over her large ball gown.” Miya teased. You scoffed and smacked his shoulder lightly. “Wow I’m hurt.” He teased, but he couldn’t hide the smile that tugged at the corners of his lips.

Let me just—lose my mind.

The sun had started to set, your homework was long done and forgotten. Miya was teaching you some new trick that you hadn’t learned. Sure he laughed every time you would fall, but he always helped you back to your feet. “This is has got to be the millionth time you’ve fell.” Miya teased, reaching his hand out to help you up. “Yeah for you.” You muttered under your breath, thankfully he didn’t hear. “What was that?” He asked. Taking his hand to get back up, you shook your head to rid of your thoughts before smirking at him. “I said and if this is the millionth time I’ve fallen, then it’s the millionth time you’ve helped me up.” You chuckled, making him blush. Miya knew that wasn’t what you said, he thought he heard something else. But he figured he must’ve been hearing things. He couldn’t get his hopes up too soon.

But if I'm reading it wrong, man, it'd be better off if I died.

The sun was just about to sink completely in the dark blue horizon, you could see the stars twinkling up. You and Miya had finished up skating for the day, opting to just sit at the top of the ramp, and attempt to stargaze. But it was hard to see anything with all the city lights.

“The moon is beautiful tonight, isn’t it?” You asked, clearing your throat. He looked into your eyes then back at the moon and smiled, “Yeah, it is.” he replied, not understanding what you were hinting at. You sighed, and let your head fall back onto the railings on the ramp. You winced with your head hit the metal bars a little too hard and he scoffed with a smile. “Idiot.” He muttered under his breath, turning to look at you as you glared at him and rubbed your head to try to soothe the pain. “Be careful,” he said, looking at you lovingly. But he immediately ‘coughed’ and added a “don’t want you to get even dumber than you already are.” Which made you shake your head and smile at his demeanor.

This could be a disaster, I’m pedaling backwards.

“Wanna watch my match tonight?” He asked. You tried to forget about last night, because you knew he was stupidly dense and wanted to save yourself from embarrassment. “Um. Sorry, gonna have to turn you down this one time. I gotta finish studying for that math exam.” You lied, or at least partially. You were just making up excuses. He raised an eyebrow at this, clearly knowing you were well prepared for the test, and even though he’d never admit it he felt hurt. “Ah. Okay. Well good luck with the studying!” He said awkward through gritted teeth, biting down on his tongue to avoid asking questions. You were probably busy, he thought. “Maybe next time.” You chuckled awkwardly. You both looked down at the floor. You wanted to go watch him, but you couldn’t. Every time he smiled or laughed, or even when he made his usual snide remarks he made your heart race. “Yeah.. next time.” He repeated. “Well I’ve got to go—“ you both said making you both chuckle. “Yeah, love you bye!” You accidentally blurted out. “What?” He asked shocked. You clasped a hand over your mouth. “I said you’re such a fly.” You lied. “Well uhh— I should probably go.” You said speeding off. And it would’ve been okay if it weren’t for the fact that Miya hadn’t said a word.

He fucking heard.

Maybe I'm mistaken

During his match, you were all he could think about. He tried to shake it off and concentrate on one goal, winning. But every time he tried, he thought of you again.

You're not mine for takin'

In your room you were panicking, rummaging around for anything to calm yourself down, but you found yourself empty handed.

.

.

After a while you finally calmed down, listening to music from your favorite artist. Recalling what you had said, and that he had heard you, you screamed into your pillow. You heard a soft thud, then another. You lifted your head up from the pillow, to see another stone was making the noise. You got up to see what it was, assuming it must’ve been one of the neighborhoods kids trying to pull some type of prank, but when you got up to look at the window, you saw no other than “Miya?” You called, though it almost sounded like a question. “Hey, can we talk?” He asked, kicking his feet into the grass anxiously. You pursed your lips, grabbing a sweater and exiting out your window.

Maybe I just made it up, messed it up.

You guys walked a bit, probably aimlessly till you somehow made your way to the skate park you guys would hang out at. He climbed up the ramp, then extending his hand to help you up. He wasn’t acting like himself. You took his hand anyways, sitting down awkwardly, nervously swinging your legs over the edge. “(Y/N), listen. About what you said—“ “If this is your way of rejecting me gently, save me the trouble and just say it.” You interrupted. He looked at you confused, his eyebrows furrowed, half annoyed that you would think that was what he was gonna say and a bit bewildered that you interrupted him. “Geez at least let me—“ but he stopped himself when he noticed you were tearing up. He cleared his throat, grabbing your hand. “That’s not what I’m doing here,” he started, you looked up to gaze into his green eyes. “Actually, what I was going to say before you so rudely interrupted me,” he continued making you laugh a bit. Though it cracked a bit, as you were on the verge of tears thinking he was going to reject you. “Is that I like you.” He mumbled. “What?” You asked, “Miya Chinen tell me this isn’t some sick joke.” You repeated, looking into his eyes for any signs that he could be lying. But he only smiled, and it looked so genuine that it made you believe a bit that he was telling the truth. “I like you, (Y/N). Like a whole lot.” He said, reaching to boldly cup your face in his hands. And that was all you needed to hear to break into tears and throw your arms around him. “God you don’t know how happy that makes me.” You cried, and he hugged you back hesitantly, not really use to the affection, but he welcomed it anyways. “Ive liked you for a while. Every time you smiled, or when I saw your eyes light up whenever you finally learned a new trick, I fell in love with you more.” He admitted, though flustered. You chuckled through wet tears, “that’s so corny..” you smiled. He just shook his head with a laugh. “So what does that make us now?” You asked, pulling away from his arms to look at him eye-to-eye. “Guess that makes us boyfriend and girlfriend.” He said with a smile. His cheeks were dusted pink, and with the dim lighting from the street lights, he looked almost ethereal. He coughed nervously, averting your gaze. “That’s if you want to I mean, if you don’t then that’s cool too.” He rambled. You shook your head with a chuckle, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to his cheek, making him even more flustered. “Dude, I just indirectly told you I like you too and you’re asking if I want to? Yes of course I do!” You giggled. He swore right then and there that his heart was going to burst out of his chest. He shyly grabbed your hand, rubbing small circles on the back of it. “Hey (Y/N)?” He called. You hummed. “I love you.” He mumbled, looking up at you slightly. You smiled, “I love you too.” You sat in silence for a few seconds. “Wait but did you when the match?” You asked. He chuckled. “Hell yeah I won the match.”

You shook your head with a smile, leaning onto his shoulder. You knew you might get in trouble for being out late on a school night but right now you just wanted to enjoy this moment while it lasted.

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#miya chinen x reader #first post #it probably sucks ass but hope you like it #saralovesyou writes #sk8 the infinity #sk8 x reader

[fatuismooches]

HIII OH MY GOD im sorry for sending another one but i was just in the bathroom cleaning up and an idea fucking struck me. (yeah, bright ideas always hit me while i shower)

im thoroughly convinced that zandik, at some point, genuinely believed that you didn't love him. it was probably a year into your relationship after hitting on him for too long in the akademiya.

then, zandik got his hands on a book about manipulation tactics and shit, and he read a portion about pretending to be nice and loving just to gain something from him.

and hence him kicking you out and screaming profanities at you, saying that you don't truly love him. yeah, i know, brash decision by zandik. his older self truly regrets it and doesn't know what he would do in his life if you weren't persistent enough to keep reaching out to him. but to younger zandik, it just made sense.

how could someone like you could ever love him? he knows that sometimes you think he's going a bit too far with his experiments, you call him crazy (in an adoring way ofc), you sometimes look at him in fear as well. you have to be pretending, it just can't be. he has spent all his life unloved, outcasted, hated and feared- he can't comprehend such a wonderful thing such as love would ever be something he'd truly experience, deserve.

zandik stood his ground with his decision, glaring at the wall as you knock on the door repeatedly, asking what was wrong. then when he hears you curse under your breath, sounding mad, his heart fucking breaks.

and it just sinks in that he did something incredibly stupid and probably hurt your feelings for acting out. he's just so not used to being loved, and even if a year has passed, he still can't wrap his head around it.

really, you only got mad from the other side of the door is because your groupmates saw you and began walking towards you after you escaped to hang out with zandik...

dw you make up eventually if you're determined enough to prove that you genuinely love him!! (i mean cmon, it's not that hard. just point out that you literally cook him, wrestle him from his desk and onto his bed to sleep, go on illegal expeditions with him and all you wanted from him was kisses, hugs and affirmations of his love for you)

IM LITERALLY COMBUSTING FROM THIS BECAUSE IT'S LITERALLY SO TRUE AND I LOVEEE THE WAY YOU DESCRIBED IT,, WHY HAVE U DONE THIS TO ME.

I'm thoroughly convinced that as well, and from his perspective it makes sense considering he went his whole life without receiving any kind of genuine love (which he grew not to care about anyway) and any kind of sweet words directed at him would usually have some kind of ulterior motive or to get on his good side... He's a very cynical person and even after a while the whole situation just baffles him. Not to mention sometimes Zandik himself has trouble understanding that he truly loves someone else and that this isn't just one big lie... it's hard for him to process it all.

Ugh you just know he'll be researching relationships and shit just so he can justify thinking this way and then he gets to a portion to be wary of your partner possibly being fake and manipulating you. And then he just goes haywire on you and you're just like "wtf are you even talking about" and Zandik's literally just going off on you without letting you get in a word. (I bet the clones cringe whenever they remember this moment too 💀 just bring up this moment in an argument and dramatically walk away and he'll feel a bit bad which is more than he should be capable of)

Zandik tries his best to ignore your heartbroken and confused expression - surely you must be faking it, he thinks as he slams the door in your face. This just must be one of your games again, and now that you've been called out you don't know what to do, he tries to convince himself. Your frantic knocks were just a scheme to play with whatever heart he had left. Because in no world, no universe, would you ever love someone like him. He knows he shouldn't be considered human anymore, he's a monster, and surely you see that too. The one who had been with him for ages, the closest one to him. Zandik doesn't understand - you have nothing to gain from being with him. It was 99% an act. Yes, 99%, because he was secretly clinging onto the 1% chance it was real.

And the 1% chance beat all odds when he heard how genuinely pissed and upset you were from behind the door, which was both a fortunate and unfortunate thing - the former because he knew you really loved him, the latter because even he realized that he fucked up big time. But Archons Zandik, out of all possible times, you had to do this when it was the time you were trying to avoid your annoying classmates 😔

On a more angsty note, you might start cursing back at him about all the reasons you love him and why you stay with him and just end it with the fact you're going to be staying somewhere else now, and it's up to him if he wants to see you again, because you ain't doing this again without some kind of apology. A few days later you come back with a whole fucking research paper about every little thing you've ever done for him and why you love him with a whole-ass explanation and just chuck it right at him and dip.

Thankfully present-day Dottore doesn't pull these kinds of stunts anymore and is much, much more secure and confident in the relationship (which is good cuz sometimes you wanted to slap him for being an idiot) Both of you are just glad you can look back on it and laugh (mostly you because Dottore hates thinking about the times he acted completely braindead)

#smooches talks #moots: kai <3 #dottore love notes <3 #felt i too have revelations in the shower #writing akademiya dottore is always a treat #THANK U MOOT I LOVE WHEN UR IN MY INBOX <333

[fionajames]

Hey, I like your little stories.

Could you maybe write something for Obi-Wan and Anakin inspired by the song 'Starlight' by STARSET, which is THE Obi-Wan and Anakin song of all time? Preferably something with a happy ending?

I hope that's a prompt you can work with. If not, just let me know. Thanks!

-@rainintheevening

A/N: Oh. My. God. Okay, so I'd never heard this song before this and it is 100% the Obi-Wan and Anakin song. Thank you so much for 1. REQUESTING and 2. "Hey, I like your little stories"?!?!?! I MADE THE EQUIVALENT OF THIS FACE: 🥺 TYSM!!! I hope you like this!!!

So obviously, lyrics in this are from Starlight by STARSET, I had a lil bit of trouble choosing which lyrics cause all of them are so great and ended up going with the chorus! Recommend: listen to the song whilst reading!!!

Alright, please send requests people and enjoy!!!! (Oh and dw, you get your happy ending.)

I don’t know what to say

Anakin stretched his limbs out, moving to walk up to Obi-Wan. Ahsoka wasn’t by his side as usual, instead in the Temple studying. Sure, he’d miss her, but it would be nice for him to have time with Obi-Wan, and she needed to catch up on studies.

The brunette moved to the ginger’s side, standing with his hands behind his back. The silence wrapped around them was comforting and warm. If he closed his eyes, Anakin could image he was laying in a meadow, sunlight coating him.

Obi-Wan opened his mouth to say something, and Anakin turned to him expectantly. But no words came from the ginger’s mouth, and instead he gave his brother a wry smile. Anakin laughed softly, a sound melodic and silky. If his laugh had a colour, in that moment it would’ve been baby blue, floating through the air like wisps of joy.

Obi-Wan laughed too, throwing his head back with it. Something about their soft, light laughter made the situation delicately elysian. They weren’t really laughing for a reason, they didn’t have anything to laugh about really. In fact the situation was rather bleak, what with the upcoming fight ahead of them. 

But in that moment, the fight seemed forgotten, or perhaps neither of them really cared.

But I’m going to want you till the stars evaporate

Anakin shuffled to be closer to his brother, reaching up a hand to ruffle the ginger’s hair. It was a joke between the two of them. When Anakin was a Padawan - and shorter than Obi-Wan - the older used to ruffle his hair as a show of the height difference. But Obi-Wan’s smug act was quickly overtaken when Anakin grew taller than him, doing the action as revenge.

Obi-Wan scoffed and grabbed Anakin’s shoulder gently, pushing him away and watching the brunette stumble exaggeratedly. They both laughed at the childishness of their interaction, Anakin slinging an arm over Obi-Wan’s shoulders and dragging him into step, heading towards the loading bay.

They moved in silence, but it was still warm. 

The brothers walked side by side, conjoined by an invisible force of threads, tying them together with a light so blinding it was beautiful. Anakin spoke up finally, the playful tone of his actions lacing his words like honey. “How have you been?” 

Obi-Wan gave him a smile, his head tilted in a statement more smirkish than his expression. “I’ve been good.” Unspoken words floated between them; ‘I’m better now you're here.’ Neither would ever admit it, but the other’s presence was more comforting than hot chocolate on a chilly night.

We’re only here for just a moment in the light

A familiar voice called out to the pair, startling the warmth. It was like a chilled breeze floating past them, causing them to shiver at the broken connection. “Yes, Commander?” Obi-Wan asked, turning to his Commander. Anakin stopped walking too, crossing his arms as he gave Cody a wry smile.

“We’ll be landing soon,” the Clone announced, greeting them both with a nod of his head each. Even with the helmet on, both Jedi could tell he was apologising for interrupting them. 

“Thank you, Cody,” Anakin replied, shooting him another smile before turning to walk again. Obi-Wan stepped to his side, setting the pace for their walk. 

They walked in the quiet for a moment, subconsciously sewing the threads of warm comfort back together. “It’s going to be weird without Ahsoka,” Obi-Wan mused after a moment, tentatively pressing on the threads connecting him to his brother. He grinned when Anakin pulled on the strings in turn, showing he was alright. The strings were golden - unlike Anakin’s baby blue laugh - and glowed in the dimly lit corridor, illuminating the brothers.

“Probably for the better,” Anakin responded lightly, his voice cracking ever-so-slightly as he thought of his sister. “It’s unfair for someone so young to be out in the field like that.” 

Obi-Wan smiled sadly, placing a hand on his brother’s shoulder carefully. The meaning behind it floated like gentle words into Anakin’s mind; ‘You are too young, do not blame yourself.’ He returned the smile, pushing gratitude through the bond and to his brother.

One day it shines for us the next we’re in the night

Both brothers felt the ship jerk as they came out of hyperspace, and they simultaneously quickened their pace in order to get to the bay on time. The corridors rang with their footsteps and Anakin glanced to the ginger, a grin forming on his face.

They reached the bay quickly, and joined their troops on a gunship. Anakin stood beside his former Master, gripping the hanging handle with one hand, the other waving as he talked. He gave his orders to the troops, who all nodded before turning back to their own conversations.

Through the slits in the walls of the gunship, the brothers could see the night sky surrounding them. They were used to the inky black of Coruscant, staring in awe at the purple and blue sky, stars lighting it all. It was serene and ethereal. 

“There are so many stars,” Anakin whispered to his brother, who nodded. Obi-Wan’s face was adorned with a dopey smile, his eyes reflecting the natural glow of the galaxy like a sea of swimming stars. Anakin turned back to the sky, knowing his own eyes were probably doing the same. He breathed in deeply, the chilly night air like icy water down his throat - satisfying and relaxing. 

So say the word and I’ll be running back to find you

The gunship landed silently and the doors opened. The Clones instantly spilled out, but the Jedi were slower. Anakin stepped out into the lush grace with a curious grin, examining the landscape. He turned to Obi-Wan, who’s face portrayed the same awe.

They sadly bid their temporary farewells, setting off with their troops into the forest. They were to meet up again once they’d navigated their way around the abandoned village in the North. 

Anakin stood with the hilt of his lightsaber in hand, the coolness of the metal soothing the adrenaline pulsing through him. They were silent as they trekked through the trees, laughing every time he heard one of the Clones quip something; often curses from tripping or words of admiration for the terrain.

He gasped suddenly when a cold feeling settled over him, seeping from the strings attached to his brother. He pulled on the bond worriedly, receiving a short, hurried tug in response. Anakin quickly ordered his troops forwards, and together they rushed through the brush towards Obi-Wan.

Anakin gasped when they reached him, a large black and furry creature standing over one Clone with it’s jaws parted, displaying hundreds of gleaming and sharp white teeth. The brunette hurried forward, impaling his lightsaber through the back of the creature. The blue lit up the clearing, giving him another visibility to see Obi-Wan battling another of the mystical creatures.

A thousand armies won’t stop me I’ll break through

Anakin hurried to help him, ducking and rolling underneath a swipe and retaliating with his glowing blue blade. Obi-Wan breathed out a ‘thank you’ before rushing to save a Clone. The brunette glanced around, counting at least a dozen of the huge beasts, towering over Clones. He had to admit, the creatures were mystically breath-taking, but in the same way absinthe glowed. Deadly, yet beautiful. 

Anakin moved around, helping as many people at once as possible. At some point, he and Obi-Wan fell into a defensive position - back to back with their lightsabers in their right hands. 

When a shrill scream broke through the air, Anakin turned to aid the fallen Clone, who was clutching his knee, staring at the spot where his leg had been moments before. A shot of pity coursed through Anakin’s body before he decapitated the creature, nose wrinkling in disgust when a place of the Clone’s armour dropped from its mouth.

He dragged the Clone to stand on his one leg, supporting him with a sympathetic smile. The Clone began lazily firing at the remaining creatures as Anakin helped him to the centre. Obi-Wan move to stand back to back with his brother again, protecting him from behind. 

The remaining Clones hurried into the cluster, shooting at the last creatures. Anakin gave the Clone to Rex before lunging forward and jumping onto the back of one creature, plunging the blade of his lightsaber into its head. 

As the body of the beast crumbled to the floor, Anakin stood up to see the bodies of the creatures littering the area, alongside the dead Clones.

I’ll soar the endless skies for only one sight

He closed his eyes for a moment, mourning their losses. Obi-Wan placed a hand on his shoulder comfortingly, sending waves of sympathy and warmth through their bond. Opening his eyes, Anakin gave him a grateful smile.

“We should rest,” Anakin told their troops, eyes locking with his Captain’s through the visor of his helmet. Rex gave him a sad smile, holding the Clone up with his arm. “Bury the dead.”

Obi-Wan nodded and the pair quickly set jobs for the uninjured, Kix tending to the legless Clone. Others had scratches and cuts - one trooper was crying tears of panic that he couldn’t see out of one eye - but some were just cleaning the blue blood from the creatures off their armour.

They gathered firewood and logs to sit on, the trees above them shelter enough. Anakin helped Cody and many others bury their dead, wincing as the last specks of dirt covered the white armour. They murmured their prayers softly.

Obi-Wan helped Anakin drag the bodies of the creatures into a circle around their camp, a barrier of sorts. They were tempted to eat the meat, but had enough rations and didn’t exactly feel like attempting to gut such a huge beast.

Of your starlight

Anakin yawned as he settled down on a log beside his brother, watching the smoke from the campfire swirl up into the night. He stared at the glittering stars and smiled, leaning back against a tree. The fire was keeping them warm, and the stories they shared kept them safe.

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” Obi-Wan whispered, his gaze locked on the gleaming sky as well. Anakin nodded, humming his agreement. 

“I wish we could see this every night,” Anakin mused longingly, a content smile on his lips. Obi-Wan let out a soft laugh, mint blue wisps of joy floating into the air invisibly. They danced with the baby blue ones of Anakin, childish giggles floating through the air.

“One day,” Obi-Wan murmured, his words of hope like a warm drink in their hands. He reached over to rest his hand on his brother’s, soothingly rubbing his thumb over Anakin’s knuckles. “One day.” 

Anakin hummed back happily, letting his eyes drift closed as the warmth over the fire covered him like a blanket. He glanced at the night sky and the stars one last time, before letting sleep wrap him up like a newborn baby. “One day,” he breathed out.

One day.

A/N: Wow so that was longer than I intended but happy none the less!!! Send requests please, I hope you enjoyed!!!

(Taglist: @transmascanakin (you get smth happy today, ig, but im gonna be back with ur punishment), @techs-goggles9902 (still not the trope srry, and i swear i'll do ur request soon!) and @skellymom)

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Feel free to ignore my ask if you end up getting overwhelmed with requests. I demand that you prioritize your health and wellbeing over anything else I request!

So, I’ve been in the mood for love triangles recently, particularly Soukoku x reader or Fyodor x reader x Dazai (cuz I love their competitive nature over things they mutually care about) however, let’s make the reader naive and oblivious to a lot of what goes on around them so whenever the two people from whichever threesome you pick to write are competing behind their back or even in front of the reader, they’re just like, “hey Dazai, isn’t the sunset super pretty today?” And if it’s not too much to ask, could we make the reader have epilepsy who gets embarrassed every time they have a seizure in public or end up causing trouble for other people with their disorder? (Message me if you need details on what it’s like if you don’t know) but like, I always see anxiety, depression, bad thoughts, and that kind of stuff, but not once have I come across an epileptic reader before so as someone with incurable epilepsy, it would be nice to read at least one

Again, don’t feel obligated to write this request if it’s too difficult or it makes you uncomfortable or especially if it takes a toll on you health. Stay healthy and take care of yourself!

Shadowww!! Welcome back, and ofc I'm perfectly happy to write this for you ^-^ This is Dazai and Chuuya with reader btw

The image does not belong to me. It belongs to it's original owner.

TW: Threats, mentions of death, Soukoku being competitive idiots

Dazai and Chuuya in love with reader

-So I think that you would know them both back when Dazai was still in the Port Mafia, and still continued to keep in contact up to the present time

-You were just a normal civilian, however, you had somehow managed to befriend and even catch the eye of two particular hot men. And when they both figured out that the other had feelings for you, oh boy did the drama escalate x10

-Basically they would be bickering and throwing insults at each other a lot more, and sometimes it might even have ended up in Chuuya beating up Dazai if it weren’t for your intervention. It still doesn’t stop them from sending death glares at each other though, and anybody could literally feel the death vibes emitting from the both of them

-Even though they were both fighting over you, they had a mutual agreement to work together to protect you from any dangers. Many times you had survived countless incidents because of Dazai’s swift brain and Chuuya’s extraordinary ability to fight

-But what was so frustrating was your obliviousness and your naive personality. Dazai could be outright telling you that he loved you while Chuuya would bring you to all these fancy places as an indirect message of his feelings towards you, however, you had always brushed it off and thanked them, saying ‘you’re such a good friend’. Both are ready to shoot themselves if they get friendzoned one more time (lmao dw they won’t)

-However, the first time you had a seizure in a public place, both stopped their bickering at once. Dazai helped you to get into a position that wouldn’t put you at any risk of harming yourself, while Chuuya did call for medical help/got your medicines for you. They were confused on why you were embarrassed about your epilepsy, but when they learned the reason, nobody is going to get away with making fun of you, or even staring for a second too long in public

-If anyone dares to make fun of you or bully you for your epilepsy... don’t forget that there is an ex-mafia executive with his former partner who wouldn’t hesitate to do unspeakable things for you. That person would consider themselves lucky if they weren't already given a warning by a certain bandaged detective

-I feel like they would learn more about epilepsy and what to do, so that the next time you had a seizure, they would know what to do. It still doesn’t stop them from bickering on who gets to roll you into the recovery position though... but these bickers are normally very short because their number one priority is to help you

-Dazai would verbally cheer you up whenever you were feeling down, and Chuuya will buy you nice things and take you to beautiful places to help you feel better. Both are trying so hard to tell you how much they love you without directly saying it because of social anxiety actually it’s fear of rejection and losing to the other person

-However, there are a few moments where they both finally get along, and it is when they see you gazing at something with clear admiration in your eyes. Normally it’s the pretty sunset, and both finally shut up because they don’t want to ruin the moment for you. The air is finally peaceful for once

-But don’t think you’ll be in peace for too long. Some time or later, they’re both going to confess to you, and you’ll have to choose which one you’ll accept into your life romantically

-Or just reject both of them and slay as a single pringle 💅 slay with me bestie xD

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Beach Days With The Genshin Characters!

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Type: Headcanons

CW: umm nothing except mentions of alcohol and maybe some people being creeps? (Dw tho none of the chars or you is doing the creeping and it’s really brief

A/N: These we’re supposed to be a lot shorter but I got too excited and here we are lmao. If you wanna see some of your favs in this scenario lmk! Requests are currently open (and not just for this one prompt! Also! Repost from my old blog!

♡Diluc:

This man cannot swim. Tell me otherwise, I dare you.

Kaeya tried to jokingly push him off a lil diving cliff area when they were kids.

He almost drowned. Kaeya was in a lot of trouble.

So, good luck getting this man to actually get in the water. The most he’ll do is sit on the shore where it’s very shallow.

He usually prefers to just stay under an umbrella on the sand and keep an eye on you.

Calls you every two hours in advance and helps you reapply sunscreen.

He’s very pale so I feel like he burns pretty easily, meaning he needs to reapply super frequently otherwise he will become a tomato. He brings like three bottles of the good shit. Tch, rich boy.

If you ask him to build a sandcastle, he will pretend to be annoyed but do it anyways. Ends up finding it kind of enjoyable.

He has the maids prepare a nice picnic basket for the two of you!! It’s got all your favorite foods plus grape juice cuz y’know.

If any creepy peeps approach you, don’t worry. He brought his vision and his claymore.

Of course, he won’t have to resort to such violent lengths. Everyone in Mondstadt knows who Diluc is and they probably know you’re his s/o, so they’re usually smart enough to mind their own business.

If they don’t, don’t worry. Diluc’s glare is more than enough to scare them away.

All in all I definitely recommend a beach day with him! I’ll give it a solid 8/10 (-2 for not wearing floaties and getting in the water with you or letting you teach him how to swim.

♡Albedo:

You guys definitely 100% take Klee out with you on a beach day.

You guys bring snacks, beach toys like buckets and shovels for optimal sandcastle building, a picnic blanket, etc.

Jean definitely packs a lot more stuff for you guys to take with you than you actually need.

It’s only cuz she’s worried for Klee and is nervous about not being able to go with you guys though! It’s very sweet really.

Klee tries to bomb the fish and cause havoc at the beach 😭

I think Albedo is a good swimmer and gets in with you and Klee so that he can help her (which is very cute omfg)

He’s set total workaholic, as we know, so it took a lot of convincing to get him to put down his experiments and accompany you to the beach (however, he’s particularly weak to yours and klee’s puppy dog eyes so he caved eventually)

Though, looking at you and Klee happily building sandcastles and decorating them with pretty seashells of all shapes and colors, he can’t really find it in himself to complain.

He, of course, takes this opportunity to take out his sketchbook and draw the waves, seagulls, you… Of course he won’t let you see the sketch book no sir. He’s a bit embarrassed to be honest, but an artist such as himself recognizes beauty when he sees it so he simply had to draw you. (God I love him so much)

If a creepy person approaches you,- well don’t worry. The sight of a small arsonist child blowing up fish is enough to scare them away 🥰

At the end of the day, all three of you are all ticketed out. Albedo has to carry Klee back to Mondstadt because the poor baby fell asleep the moment you started drying her hair with the beach towel. You’re, of course, carrying back Dodoco and your bags. (You also manage to sneak a peak at Albedo’s sketchbook and find some very pretty drawings of you and Klee with your sandcastle)

At the end of the day, you guys tuck Klee in and read her a bedtime story (she woke up and insisted). Afterwards Albedo takes you back home and thanks you for coming with you and Klee (which you ofc say wasn’t a problem because how could you not???)

All in all? I’ll give it a solid 10/10. You’ve got tasty food, fun times, your boyfriend and his cute kid adoptive sister (yes I am very biased idc)

♡Xiao:

I think it would take a lot of convincing to get Xiao to go out on a beach date with you.

He’ll probably see it as a distraction getting in the way of his slaying of monsters and demons.

However, he also worships the grounds you walk on (hehe, simp XD), so I don’t think it’ll take that much convincing on your part (especially because it’s is self appointed duty to keep you safe so if you insist on going with or without him, he supposes he’ll have to go)

Is definitely a bit tense at first. He doesn’t know how to let loose and chill so while you’re sun tanning on a beach chair he’s like 🧍‍♂️ahdgshjsjd

Eventually calms down a bit though! You get him to relax and eat some almond tofu you brought along with you. It definitely gets him to perk up.

I don’t think he would mind getting into the water but I do think he’d rather walk along the shore and collect pretty seashells and sea glass.

He later gives the ones he deems pretties to you (he hands them over to you with a blush on his face and pretends it’s not a big deal and he definitely gets all pouty and grouchy when you coo at how adorable he is)

As for creeps, Xiao is both intimidating and well known in Liyue. No one is brave enough (or, let’s be honest, dumb enough) to approach you with any bad intentions.

Sure, Xiao has sworn never to harm a human/citizen of Liyue but that doesn’t mean he can’t scare the absolute shit out of them.

I think Xiao would definitely enjoy a beach day 🥺🥺. He’d find it very relaxing to go out with you and just hear the sound of waves and feel the sand under his feet.

He’d definitely hint at wanting to do it again later. Of course, he won’t tell you. No, that’s a foolish mortal activity and he has much better things to do.

Wait no, don't turn around, yes he will go with you next month.

All in all, I give Xiao a 9/10. It’s a very relaxing day (which he deserves 😤). And you get to see a whole new side of him.

♡Ningguang:

OK SO ORIGINALLY I WASN'T GONNA WRITE ONE FOR HER (at least not in this post) BUT THEN I THOUGHT OF LADY NINGGUANG TAKING YOU TO A WHOLE ASS PRIVATE BEACH

She knows you don’t care about how exclusive the beach you go to is (in fact, the fact that you don’t care about where you are or what you do is one of the things that make her fall more and more madly in love with you) but you deserve the best so she’s gonna go all out.

She’s a busy lady so days like this where the two of you get to go somewhere and be together are few and far between.

She knows it’s hard to be in a relationship with someone who is busy 24/7, so she appreciates how you remain by her side despite all hardships. (Y’all are a whole ass power couple istg)

The two of you spend your day relaxing. Sun bathing, drinking piña coladas, maybe taking a dip in the ocean. It’s all very pleasant!

Ningguang doesn’t quite feel like the type of person who would sit in the sand and make sandcastle, however you’re more than welcome to make some yourself. She finds it endearing <3

If you insist on her helping, she’ll eventually comply. She loves you too much to say no. I feel like she’ll either be terrible at it or like a total architect.

Sand is technically like tiny rocks right? So maybe she can use her vision to help her? If that’s the case, she’s making a replica of the Jade chamber out of sand.

If any creepy person comes up to you don’t worry. Ningguang will buy the whole beach and then use her right of admission as owner to permanently ban them from the beach you’re at.

The only downside to a day at the beach with Ningguang might be that there’s a big chance she’ll be called to tend urgent matters, seeing as she is the Tianquan of the Liyue Qixing and all.

If that does happen, she’ll be sure to make it up to you somehow, whether it be rescheduling or taking care of the matter as soon as possible so that the two of you can get back to your day of relaxation and fun.

All in all?? Lady Ningguang will treat you like total royalty and the two of you will have an amazing time! I give her an 11/10 (she would literally buy a whole beach for you to be comfortable I mean c’mon)

♡Venti:

BEACH DAYS WITH HIM ARE SO FUN!!

Swimming? Yeah, he’d love to! Sunbathing? Sure! He’ll even conjure up a light breeze for the two of you. Sandcastle building? WELL OF COURSE WHY DO YOU THING HE BROUGHT ALL THESE BUCKETS AND SHOVELS?

No but seriously, he might be the best person out of everyone here to go to the beach with. He’s fun, free spirited, and he’s a traveling bard who’s been alive long enough to know where all the best beaches in Teyvat are. (He also knows a guy- er, well, dragon I suppose- who is willing to fly them to any place).

He’ll play some soft tunes while you doze under the sun.

HE PICKS PRETTY SHELLS AND GIFTS THEM TO YOU!!!

He will bring booze. I’m pretty sure this is a necessity. If you’re a little upset about it, he’ll probably “eheh~” his way out of it. That slick bastard.

If you really insist on him not drinking, he won’t consume much alcohol.

If some creepy person approaches you and tries to ruin you your day of beach time fun, all of their stuff will suddenly be blown away, causing them to scramble back to their spot and (almost embarrassingly) flail around trying to catch everything. What a shame…

At the end of the day, he’d be a little sad to leave. Definitely makes plans about tbe two of you going back soon.

I gotta give him a 10/10 he’s just so fun omg.

Thanks for reading! Likes, reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated!

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Question, from beat to worst, who in the Hazbincule gives the best hugs? And if it’s not too much trouble, how do each of the hugs feel like?

CRACKS KNUCKLES

I originally was gonna do a chart but no no this deserves more.

I also wouldn't call it "worst" as much as some people are less inclined to physical contact, so less likely to want to give or receive hugs.

HAZBINCULE: HUG RATINGS

1. Husk!

Yes a shocking person to put in first place, but trust me. He gives classic dad/grandpa hugs. Strong and warm and he makes that specific noise. They're never too long, but always give that sorta cozy bear hug feeling. You have to pass a certain level of friendship with him to receive them, but they're the absolute best once you do.

2. Lucifer

Again. Dad hugs!! Only Lucifer is a liiiiiittle more awkward. They might go on a little too long, hes not great at trying how long is too long. He definitely does the back pats. But still they're very comfy and shockingly warm! And you're left feeling like someone is very proud of you afterwards. Also i think he'd be willing to hug anyone who genuinely asked him for one.

3. Angel Dust

BIAS ALERT Listen i just think the extra arms give him an advantage. Hes also so fluffy. Its not the same texture as Husk, who has classic fur, but more downy. Like baby chick fluff. Hes soooo soft and cozy and all the extra arms means he can hug you and play with your hair and anything else you're into

I also think hes just a touchy person so he'd be happy to provide hugs to people hes close to. His criteria for "close enough for hugs" isn't as strict as Husks, but he still has one.

4. Charlie

My girl LOVES GIVING HUGS!!! Like her dad, she is HAPPY to hug anyone who askes (within reason. She has some nos but dw those are rare)

Her hugs are TIGHT like you slightly fear your back breaking when she does it, but they're full of SO much love and joy you can't be mad. You might end up limping a little after bc of the back pain but its worth it. She can also lift and spin ANYONE she wants to and isn't afraid to do it. Tackle hugs are a possibility. Once you've opened the flood gates for her hugs there is no going back, good luck♡

5. Sir Pentious

Awkward sweet boy. Hes very very shy about touching and hugging. He probably doesn't wanna risk making people uncomfortable, but he is DEFINITELY a hugger once you've assured him you're totally cool with it.

The snake thing makes for some nice tight hugs (maybe sometimes a little too tight but hes working on that)

6. Vaggie

My sweet girl she is. A little awkward for the most part. Shes not as openly affectionate as Charlie is, but shes also am army girl and i can absolutely see her doing those tight "army bro" hugs when she really likes someone. She has separate "family" and "friend" hugs and you can tell how she feels about someone based on how shes willing to physically touch. Her family hugs are very soft, loose, not too rough. Her friend hugs are more the "army bro" style and usually very quick.

7. Cherri Bomb

Girls a casual hugger. Shes not touchin anyone she doesn't deem a close friend tho. Angel gets hugs. Vaggie gets hugs. She will give Charlie them but be awkward about it lol

You'd have to hit a pretty high level of friendship with her to get one, and they're still pretty casual. She strikes me as a "one arm hugger" most of the time. Unless you're Sir Pentious but shhhh.

8. Niffty

It's not that she doesn't like them or anything just. Girl has absolutely NO idea what personal space is and due to tiny bug nature her hugs are more like having a small feral squirrel latch onto you for a minute before she skitters off.

Shes trying her best. They're very sweet even if they leave anyone receiving them vaugely confused.

9. Alastor.

Two words for you;

Touch. Averse.

Now, we've seen him with Mimzy! He is not against hugging! But it has to PURELY be on his time. He will only do it when HE wants to, end of story. He also much prefers if you do not hug back. Him showing any physical affection is rare, and his preference is to stay in control of it.

What do they feel like? Hm. Actually probably pretty nice. Oddly gentle, considering who we're talking about. I think whoever got one would be more in shock than anything else lol

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On the topic of Mcduck Addams (love the art btw), is Magica De Spell still herself because she's outside of the family? (actolly, is anyone outside of the household “normal” or are there exceptions…) And if she is, would she be acquaintances with the unhinged family or would they be rivals, or perhaps she has a one sided rivalry with Scrooge because he can't take her seriously. Him viewing Magicas murder attempts as fun challenges, there's nothing like having an acid bath in the morning.

Also! Speaking of ducks with an affinity for magic, Morgana Macawber also has a family similar to the whole “Adam's aesthetic”, so you know I'd think the two broods would get along or at least be on the same level. Another duck that came to mind when thinking about the macabre lifestyle was Count Duckula (1988). But I can't imagine him being very thrilled to meet any of the other families due to his nature. He already has enough trouble trying to stop Igor from killing anyone himself, and don't even get him started on his own “family”.

Thank you for the question, and I can answer some of it! I unfortunately do not know nearly enough about the wider realm of Disney Ducks such as Morgana or Duckula to be able to give a fair representation. Perhaps in future, I will. (I've been planning on watching through DW, at least)

But I have answers for Magica!

Dear Aunt Magica is the same, at least from the beginning of her first chronological appearance, as in canon. A delightedly, indulgently ruthless magic user terrorizing a town into giving her everything she asks for with her brother Poe. However when this Scrooge appeared, things transpired differently.

Scroogey was there for the gold of course, but respected their tyranny without bending to their whims. He has a lot of fun in the fight - death or a fate even worse was just a blast of magic away! Inevitably somewhere in the middle of his dodging and ducking and rolling (taking playful swipes at her with the sword hidden in his cane all the while) Magica hits Poe. He's a crow now, poor Magica.

But Poe doesn't get to fly through the window. Scrooge watched and listened to Magica plead and beg for her dear brother to change back already, and was struck by empathy. Scrooge adores his family, higher than he adores the call of adventure or gold or thrill of death, and so extends a hand of understanding to Magica in her time of grief and desperation. With Poe snatched from the air by Scrooge's hand, Magica is bound by a debt of begrudging gratitude, that becomes less begrudging when Scrooge opens to her and promises to do whatever he can to help her figure out how to get her brother back to normal.

It all culminates in Magica making nigh-annual visits to the mansion many years later - a sort of wacky wine-aunt for Donald and Della and, later still, to the boys and Webby too. She's a figure of mischief and darkness, the tragic Poe perched on her shoulder and her maniacal laugh filling the halls before she jets off on another whirlwind into the wide world. The McDucks had taught her how to love again - how to accept her new reality with grace without ever quite giving up on her brother.

And like with Beakley, Magica was influenced by the family-oriented ways displayed before her over a period of many years, and does bring Lena into the world from her shadow just like in canon.

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