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moonstruckme · 8 months

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hi lovely! would you consider writing part 2 for reader that is remus' roommate and sirius, where they are freshly together? if you don't feel like it that's fine, have a good day darling

Thanks for requesting honey! Hope this is alright :)

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5

modern au

Sirius Black x fem!reader ♡ 1k words

When Remus opens the door, he banishes his surprise at finding Sirius there almost as quickly as he knows he’s not here to see him.

“She’s in her room,” Remus says, stepping aside.

Sirius grins at him, beelining down the hall. He’d been coming around a lot more often lately, and though Remus would like to be annoyed, it’s hard to deny how sweet the two of you are together. After your first meeting, Sirius had begun showing up every weekend, allegedly to hang out with Remus, though you somehow always ended up coming along. Then he started popping in on weekdays, claiming he forgot something at the apartment or was in the area and “thought I may as well stop by to see the two biggest nerds on campus.” According to you, he started showing up at your cafe a short while after that, acting surprised to see you and like he only vaguely recalled Remus mentioning you worked there (after he’d bribed Remus with chocolates for the intel).

You’d only gone on your first date the week before, and Remus had to meet Sirius nearly twenty minutes away from campus afterward to avoid any possibility of running into you as he gushed about the dress you’d picked out (Remus had seen it before you left; it was adorable), how smart you were (Remus knew), the book you were in the middle of (Remus had lent it to you), and did Remus know this and that and that about you? (he did). Sirius spoke like you were the most fascinating creature on the planet, and Remus wasn’t sure he’d ever seen his friend so happy.

When he got home, you weren’t much better. It had taken you awhile to build up the courage, a few days of Remus catching you smiling at your phone or staring off to the side of your book with a dreamy glaze over your eyes, but finally you’d asked Remus (trying to be casual, as if he didn’t know better) about Sirius. It had started with questions about what kind of music he preferred, then what he’d been like when they’d been in school together, and soon Remus was telling you everything he could recall from the moment he met Sirius when they were eleven, surprised and a bit endeared by how eager you were for every story.

The day after that, he’d started getting texts from James asking about the girl that had his best friend so smitten (“Moons, I’m telling you,” James had said, “I keep walking into his room to find him texting with his feet kicking behind him. It’s alarming”). It had begun to feel like all Remus did lately was relay information about you and Sirius to anyone who asked. Frankly, he felt lucky to have a first-row seat to the show, endlessly amused to watch as two of the most self-assured people he knew devolved into giggling fools in the other’s presence.

Now, he can hear you squeal as Sirius bursts into your room, followed by some scuffling sounds, and then Sirius drags your blanket-wrapped form across the floor and out into the living room by your ankle. You curse and twist about, grinning with the sort of animation Remus hadn’t known you possessed until you’d met Sirius.

“Alright,” Remus says in his bored, I’m-so-done-with-your-lovebird-shit voice (he’s had plenty of time to practice it in these last few weeks), “unhand my roommate, Sirius.”

Sirius drops your foot, and you sit up, shaking your head in entirely faked exasperation as you straighten your rumpled hair.

“Moony, do you know she’s been dodging my calls for days?”

Remus quirks a brow. “I heard you on the phone last night.”

“Some bullshit about an exam,” Sirius continues as though he hasn’t spoken. “Can you believe it? You know me, I won’t stand for this sort of treatment.”

“I know you’re needy, Black,” you say, standing with the grace of a monarch despite your polka-dot pajamas and the blanket wrapped around your shoulders and going to sit on the couch, “but I can only afford to feed your ego every so often when my strictest professor’s exam is coming up.”

Remus hums in recognition. “That’s tomorrow morning, isn’t it?”

You nod, brushing a greasy piece of hair behind your ear self-consciously, and Remus watches you sympathetically. He’s not sure how much you’ve let Sirius know, but it’s hard to live in such close proximity to someone and not pick up on their moods. You’ve been horrendously stressed about this exam all week. The coffee maker has been running nearly non-stop, the shower running not at all, and Remus has seen light coming from under your door at all hours of the night.

“Maybe the two of you should go to a park or something,” he suggests gently. “Enjoy the nice weather, relax for a while.”

You look anxious at the prospect of abandoning your textbooks for a few hours, but Sirius is assessing you, putting the pieces together of what this week has done to you. “Good idea, Moons,” he says, and Remus doubts he has to fake any of the enthusiasm in his voice. “What do you think, lovely girl, want to go on a little adventure?”

You hesitate, but in the end time with Sirius is too tempting to pass up. “Let me just get dressed.”

“Ugh,” Sirius complains. “If you have to.”

A few minutes later Remus is watching you both warmly, feeling oddly like someone’s dad, though he’s not sure whose. He can’t help but smile as Sirius fawns over you, telling you how pretty you look and insisting upon tying your shoes for you (“Gorgeous thing like you, doing things for yourself? Don’t be ridiculous, sweetheart. Give me a few weeks, and you won’t remember how to tie your shoes or open your own door.”) before opening the front door gallantly. You’re all coy looks and feigned annoyance at his flirtation, but there’s more color in your complexion than Remus has seen all week, and you lean into Sirius when he wraps an arm around your shoulders. It’s all very sickeningly sweet.

“Have fun,” Remus says, waving you out the door. “And Pads.”

Sirius looks back, gray eyes practically sparkling. “Yeah?”

“She’s got an exam in the morning. Don’t get her home too late.”

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mandarinmoons · 2 months

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Hey! Can I request a fic where spencer and reader are together? S1 or 2 spence, and reader is just as shy and awkward. Two blushing, fumbling nerds so in love with each other!! I don't have a specific scenario but omg it's so cute!

Oh god this is adorable

How you and Spencer got together in the first place had everyone questioning. Okay sure, you both had similar interests and bonded over that, but you two were also more quiet and awkward and it seemed like confessing your feelings for one another was the last thing both of you were ever going to do. But by some stroke of luck it managed to happen and you guys were happier than ever.

The rest of the team watched you two lovebirds as if they were watching a romantic comedy of two kids being in love for the first time, because even if you guys had been together for nearly a year, you still acted like you had been together for a week.

Whenever you gave Spencer a kiss, anywhere I may add, his cheeks would heat up, he’d be stuttering for at least half an hour and the guy would get extra clumsy.

1 month together

Right as you turned away to head back to your desk to continue your work, you pressed your lips to Spencer’s cheek in a light kiss which in turn made his eyes go big and mouth fall open.

“I’ll see you later,” you smiled as you walked off, Spencer nodded in return and turned around, but he tripped over his feet and tumbled to the floor.

If anyone were to describe that situation, it would be awkward and adorable.

3 months in

You and Spencer were sitting across from each other at a desk, talking about a new movie you both had seen. Spencer was sitting cross legged in his chair and smiled and nodded as you got particularly excited over one of the scenes. In a quick moment where you didn’t notice, you rested your hands on top of Spencer’s and your breath hitched, your eyes went up and locked with Spencer’s and you both looked at each other with big eyes.

“I… um…”, Spencer used the opportunity and took your hands into his carefully. What could be described as the picture of innocence, each of you had a light blush dusted over your cheeks. You cleared your throat and continued on talking about the film while Spencer lightly ran his thumb over the back of your hands.

Behind closed doors both of you tried to open up more to each other. Spencer wasn’t one for physical touch, but he wanted to be better with you.

6 months in

After a long case all you wanted to do was be surrounded by the comfort of your blankets. You wanted to be left alone, but you didn’t want to be lonely, so here’s where your boyfriend comes in handy.

You and Spencer were lying down on the bed, close but not touching. You were facing each other and taking in each other’s faces, both of you had a sleepy smile. Spencer was hesitant, but he reached out to your face and brushed his fingers over your cheek. Your eyes fluttered shut as you leaned into his hand as Spencer continued his actions. Soon enough, Spencer inched closer to you and pulled you closer. His arm wrapped around you and pulled you close to his chest. You rested your head on Spencer’s chest and Spencer’s hand went to your hair, lightly brushing his fingers through your locks.

Some people might think it’s silly how you two aren’t even able to hold hands without becoming stuttering messes, but the ones closest to you knew how much the smallest of actions mean to both of you and seeing how you two were able to open up to each other more and more over time only proved how much you two cared for one another.

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arysbruv · 2 months

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Runaway

You were a relatively newer student. You normally kept to yourself but you always dreamt of being friends with the main trio, especially with the infamous Suguru Geto. Yet, he always seemed to hate you, even when you openly showed you felt the opposite.

pairings: suguru geto x reader

warnings and whatnots : I was gonna end it here but i wanted some conflict hehe. So probably part 6 will be the end. Pride and prejudice mentions. Angst. I apologise in advance. Sorry for short chapter and late release have been busy 😔😔🙏🙏. Not proofread.

chapter 1 : are we still friends? chapter 2 : can we be friends? chapter 3 : sorry, not sorry chapter 4 : green looks good on you. chapter 5: [currently reading] chapter 6: burn.

You scanned the books on the shelf, you index finger nudging the edges.

The notifications on your phone going crazy, irritating you. You click your tongue as you look at the messages in the groupchat.

Gojo Hate Group ⁉️⁉️

Satoru 🧑🏻‍🦳: Me and shoko going out coz books r for nerds and ITS BORING

Shoko 🚬: Have fun lovebirds

Suguru 💔: wtf? Where are you both going?

Satoru 🧑🏻‍🦳: NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS SHOKO HURRY UP BEFORE HE CATCHES US

Satoru 🧑🏻‍🦳: OMG I CAN SEE SUGURU HE LOOKS PISSED

Satoru 🧑🏻‍🦳: SHOKO

Suguru 💔: Where the hell are you.

Shoko🚬: LMAO

You click your tongue, peering out the store window to see Satoru and Shoko leave the store in a hurry. Shoko gives you a sly smile, a small thumbs up while mouthing a small ‘you can do it.’

Note to self: kill Satoru and Shoko when you go back.

“They abandoned us.” A sudden voice says from behind you. You turn quickly, almost losing your balance on the smooth wooden floor.

A hand grabs your waist, stabilising you ensuring that you didn’t fall and make a mess on the floor.

Your eyes widen as you look at Suguru who was standing in front of you. He stared back, his eyebrows slightly lifted up in shock. Why was he shock? Your face heats up as his hand retracts.

A pang of sadness hits you as you felt his hand leave you, yet the way his fingers grazed your skin drove you mad. What was he doing?

“Yeah… they did.” You turn away from him, swallowing your saliva as you feel him come closer to you. This was insane. What was he doing? Didn’t he hate you? Was Shoko right?

“What are you buying?” He asks, looking at the book in your hand. He scoffs as he looks at it.

You eye him down hearing his scoff. “I’ll let you know Pride and Prejudice is an amazing book.”

“I know, I’ve read it.”

You look at him curiously as his eyes move from the book to you.

“You remind me of Elizabeth. Hot-headed and always thinks you’re right. Oh and your quips, you think your so smart huh?” Suguru says, hands in his pockets as he stares you down. What was he saying? Satoru told him to be nice and confess his ever so obvious ‘feelings’ for you but he didn’t understand. What feelings were Satoru talking about? The feeling of his stomach turning every time he saw you? How he craved to be near you, to see what you were doing. To see you walk around in your own world?

“Oh? You remind me of Darcy, prideful, tact and socially inept.” You say, finger pressing on his chest.

He laughs.

“You wish I was the Darcy to your Elizabeth.” I wish it too.

You huff, crossing your arms. It drove him crazy how you looked. Your clothes matching his. He stares at you, observing the way your hair parted and how your lips were sewed tightly into a frown. It was cute.

To the untrained eye, you would’ve looked like a couple in a small argument. In your eyes, you wished he was your boyfriend and having a small argument. Yet, you knew it was probably never happening.

“Whatever…” You blow him off, trudging off to the counter to pay for your book, Suguru following closely behind you.

“Just this please.” You say to the lady at the counter, old in age. She smiles at you, her wrinkles becoming more prominent. She takes the book, smiling as she looks at you and Suguru who stands behind you, glued to his phone.

“You and your boyfriend are cute, I saw you both squabbling over there and I couldn’t help but remember my late husband. We were just like you, always arguing.”

The woman didn’t take her eyes off the book as she talks, your face turns red as you bit your lip, unsure of what to say. You turn back to see Suguru, a small smile etched on his face as he looks at the old woman. His eyes glance at you. His smile drops before he clears his throat.

“Oh, we’re… we’re not a thing, we’re just…friends.”

Suguru feigns a smile as he talks to the woman. She smiles back.

Friends. Friends. Friends. The word replays in his mind. He wanted to be more than that. He wanted to be more than friends. Why? What was so intriguing about you? You were just some random person! Was he mad? Was he delirious? Had he not felt anyone’s touch for so long he was willing to try it with you? No, if that was true he would’ve gone for Satoru or Shoko. You appealed to him. What was it with you? Did you release a pheromone that attracted him to you? What was he thinking?

“Thank you ma’am.” You smile politely at the woman. She smiles back, sympathy and hope in her eyes. Did she notice your feelings? Seems like everyone noticed except Suguru himself. No, he did notice. He just didn’t want it. That was worse. “Suguru let’s go hunt those idiots down.” You say, punching his shoulder as you walk to the entrance.

You found them in a nearby cafe, by nearby, it was around a 2.5 kilometre walk. Suguru and you talked, smiling. It was the first time you did so in a while. The walk that lasted for roughly 20-30 minutes evolved from tension filled to dumb jokes and quips. Suguru watches as you laugh. He missed this you.

As you saw them through the cafe window, you wave out to them. Shoko smiles at you as she urges you and him to come inside. You nod, going to join them. Yet, a hand stops you before you could make a move.

What was he doing?

“y/n. Can we talk?” Suguru says, his voice low as he pulls you to the side, away from your friends’ sight.

“What’s up?” You scratch your skin, eyes bouncing off the walls before finally landing on his’. His’ that were already staring into yours. You gulp.

“I like you.”

huh?

“I like you and it’s stupid and annoying but you’re stuck in my head and i thought it was hate because of how annoying you are and that maybe you’re just an annoying monkey but when Satoru touched you I get tingly and I hate that and…” He rambles on, stopping to look at your face. “Oh my god you’re such an idiot but I goddamn like you?”

You stare at his wide eye, his hand still wrapped around your wrist. He stares back, awaiting an answer. Without a thought, you pull back your hand from his wrist.

“I’m sorry Suguru…”

You ran, ran off to wherever it was as long as he couldn’t find you. Why were you running? You liked him back? Yet, your feet carried you away. Your feelings were about to burst and you didn’t know what to do about it.

‘Run’. Your mind told you.

‘I’ll run.’ Your legs whispered back.

It was like you were just a mere bystander to your body’s conversation. You didn’t know what to do.

So you ran, leaving a broken man behind.

#jujutsu geto #geto x reader #suguru geto #jujutsu kaisen #satoru gojo #gojo satoru #shoko ieiri #ieri shoko #geto angst #suguru geto angst #geto x you #suguru x reader

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fandomnerd9602 · 10 months

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Fake, Right?

Wanda Maximoff x Nerd!Reader (High School AU)

For @aloneodi

“I do not!” Wanda Maximoff finds herself stating to the rest of the group she called her clique.

“It is so obvious, Maximoff” Yelena states before chowing down on her mac and cheese.

“There’s nothing wrong with it, Wanda” Natasha chimes in, “(Y/N) is cute. Your best friend for so long. It’s almost like a romance story”

Wanda rolls her eyes, “What about you and Bruce?” Natasha blushes at that remark.

“Fine!” Wanda huffs, “if it pleases you all, I’ll go out with (Y/N) and I’ll prove there’s nothing there!”

“The only one you need to prove it to is yourself” Natasha snickers.

Wanda leaves her gal pals and heads over to you.

“I need you to date me” Wanda takes you by the shoulders.

“hello you too” you smile.

“Natasha and Yelena think that I’m in love with you and I need to prove that I’m not.”

“So a fake date?” You look confused.

“Yeah. Fake. Can you help?”

“Uh sure?” You find yourself at a loss for words.

“Great. Pick you up at seven” she gives you a sisterly hug before rejoining her popular friends.

You’d do anything for Wanda. She was a good friend of yours for as long as you could remember. But a fake date just seemed a little off.

Wanda rejoins her friends. Natasha giggles as Yelena rolls her eyes.

“Enjoy your evening, lovebird” Natasha giggles.

“Shut up” Wanda rolls her eyes at the redhead.

You got ready for your fake date. A simple attire set up. You wrapped your lucky Hufflepuff scarf around your neck.

A familiar honk outside your door got your attention. You walk out just as Wanda strolls up to you in her favorite red hoodie and yoga pants.

“You look better than I do” Wanda giggles

“Come on” you smirk, “you could make a 50s sitcom outfit look amazing”

Wanda actually blushes. “So where to?”

“Wanna grab a burger and shake?”

“Sure thing, Hufflepuff”

“I’m surprised you’re not wearing your Slytherin scarf” you shoot back.

“Hufflepuffs and Slytherin only cause mayhem together” Wanda socks your arm playfully.

“Then let’s cause some tonight” you laugh.

You and Wanda make your way to the local diner. Wanda just about devours her whole chocolate shake.

“It’s been forever since I had one of these” Wanda practically moans as the shake runs down her throat.

“I missed these times” you admit. “I know you got the popular crowd now-“

“I could never sideline you” Wanda interrupts. “Nat and Yelena are fun but I can’t talk with them about the things we talk about”

“I don’t mind” you shrug. “I still see you every now and then. It’s not like you’re on Mars.”

“I missed our hangouts too.” Wanda shrugs “I feel like I changed so much”

“Oh really? Favorite vinyl?”

“Florence and the Machine. Lungs. Dog Days are Over”

“Okay. Favorite show?”

“Dick Van Dyke Show”

“Favorite movie?”

“Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone”

You smile, “sounds like the same old Wanda to me”

“Wanna hit the record shop?” Wanda bats her eyes at you.

“I was hoping you’d ask”

You and Wanda make your way to the records shop. You spend the next hour rocking out to old vinyls and just enjoying one another’s company. Wanda felt so free. No cliques. No standards. Just her and you, allowed to be yourselves.

Your last stop was the movies. You just bought the closest showing you could. The movie was terrible but laughing along with Wanda made it worth watching.

It was close to midnight when Wanda pulled up to your house. Wanda didn’t want the night to end. Something about being with you just felt right.

“I had fun tonight” you smile at your best friend. Wanda giggles in response.

“Glad I could get you out of your shell, Hufflepuff” she laughs.

“I wouldn’t mind doing it again, Slytherin. Maybe next time we could have a Harry Potter marathon”

“I’ll bring the popcorn and soda” Wanda giggles.

“Well I’ll see tomorrow Wanda.” You walk up the steps of your house. Part of you doesn’t want this night to end either. You turn and look back at the young witch.

You look at her, she looks at you. And for the second time in a long time, Wanda feels a certain longing in her heart. A longing for you to come back down those steps and kiss her.

Sadly you walk up and into your house. What Wanda didn’t know was the strong urge you felt to go back down and kiss her goodnight.

As she walks away from your house that night, all Wanda could think was of how good she and you fit together. She could spend a whole lifetime with you and never grow tired. Well Tony did have that party coming up next week. An idea was brewing in that young witch’s mind.

Tags: @aloneodi @lifespectator @xxxtwilightaxelxxx @supercorpdanbeau @scarletwitch-n7 @deafeningsharkslimeempath @kingofthelizardpeople @jacelion @family-house-of-m

#marvel #marvel imagine #marvel fluff #mcu #mcu imagine #mcu fandom #wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff imagine #wanda maximoff fluff #wanda my beloved #avengers high #scarlet witch imagine #scarlet witch #scarlet witch x reader #high school au

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astrodances · 4 months

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"Now I've had the time of my life No, I never felt like this before Yes, I swear it's the truth And I owe it all to you"

This is a very, very special drawing for me. ✨

In September of last year, I watched Dancing With The Stars' "Step Into the Movies" special again, at the end of which they recreate "The Time of My Life" scene from Dirty Dancing. And that sent me on a nostalgia trip back to my high school theater days over a decade ago now, where the drama club accepted my idea to do a "Time of Our Lives" theme, and a performance for that song à la Glee. Mind you, I was mainly the stage manager/techie sort, but I did some scenes for the showcases, and participated in this song with my then-boyfriend, along with two other couples.

And while we were hanging out in the green room backstage, a friend took some pictures of us. Including the one that directly inspired this drawing of Webby + Lena.

This started out as a memory remix of that photo, after watching the DWTS special, because I thought these two lovebirds would be really cute subjects for it.

But once I got going, it turned into a love letter, for many things.

As part of the remix aspect of it, I now picture myself in Lena's spot in the photo, getting to have the short hair I wish I had had back then, and getting to wear a suit and tie! (Yes, in the original photo, I am wearing the dress and red bow Webby's sporting here, and I have long hair. 🙈 Though I will say here that the little heart necklace she's wearing is exactly like the one I had, too! :)) Drawing this was really cathartic for my nonbinary self. 💜

And as for Webby, in this remix, she represents someone that, in retrospect, I wish I had shared this moment with from back then. In many ways, she really was the Webby to my Lena. 💜💖💝

(Literally) beyond the subjects of this though, this is indeed very much a love letter to a lot of things, to passions. The background is pretty much a replica of the drama classroom wall we were in front of for the photo, at least as far as layout goes, with a few direct recreations of things that were on the wall and on the table there. Everything else was me being a passionate (theatre) nerd.

(Details (many details) of said nerdiness and alternate versions below the cut!)

I've included un-blurred and background-only versions (and a version with drop shadow lines on the girls, because why not? it's a cool effect!) below, but I just want to point out the details, because I'm so dang proud of this.

The posters/programs for The Phantom Blot of the Opera, Featherspray, Chickago, and My Fair Dewey are obvious duck-parody references to their real-world counterparts (with the latter being the exact poster they use in DuckTales, in Dewey's dream in "Nightmare on Killmotor Hill!" So thanks, Dewey! 😂). The Featherspray one was also included because Hairspray was one of the shows we did in high school! And lemme just say, creating theater posters is really fun!!

The MJ the Musical poster and the half-shown Notre Dame de Paris "Duckbill" right behind Lena's head are particularly special to me, since they (along with Phantom) are my favorite musicals, and getting to draw those two was especially fun!

The L'Orange Theater poster in the top-right is a bunch of duck easter eggs in one - the L'Orange Theater is mentioned and seen in the very first episode of DuckTales 1987, and of course, there's Aquarioon from DT17! Looks like it toured in Duckburg a long time ago. 😉

And the sheet music is the DuckTales theme! (Or at least the left side of it :P)

The "Congrats" card, calendar (the whale for upper half was my own touch), folder, page of random backstage stuff behind Lena's head (which includes little Star Trek and Darkwing Duck references), and golden "Theatre" card (with my old director's favorite quote) are directly from the photo (or at least based on what I could see through its blurriness 😝), as is the very edge of a cast photo in the upper-right. The purple note (totally not with any secret messages whaaaaat) below that, the certificate of excellence, and the little pride heart pins everywhere are little garnishes/dedications. 😊

The stage/theater diagram below the certificate is really cool, because that's a direct recreation (+ another hidden message) of a project a friend and I did for stagecraft back in our freshman year - I was even able to copy my own handwriting for the labels! 😄😂

The "Time of Our Lives" poster is a reference to the showcase I mentioned above that inspired all this, though the real-life poster looked very different, from what I remember.

The green bag below is sorta a nod to the secret pal exchanges we used to do during shows. 😉

And finally:

The Glittering Goldie show poster is me just having an absolute blast drawing her once again and coming up with something for her Blackjack days! And bonus - I'll be posting a gradient-only version of Goldie tomorrow! Really happy with how she turned out!

And the "All the World's a Stage" poster is me combining all of my theatre nerdiness with my passion for space and a good pun! 😁

ANYWAY...

I learned a lot with this drawing, about creating and about myself.

And I just had so, so much fun with it - it was all love, all passion, all happiness for this one. 💜💖💝

Wishing the same for all of you. ✨

Love, Astro 💜

#DuckTales #Webby Vanderquack #Lena Sabrewing #weblena #my art #long post #I just have a lot of feelings for this one 🥹#(the post itself kinda is a love letter? for future me as much as past me and present me. yeah let's go with that)#for real though still cackling over my design for the Phantom Blot of the Opera poster XD

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noneorother · 7 months

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The grand unified theory of Good Omens S2 hangs on - you guessed it - a double meaning (and art). *Part 3*

Part 1 l Part 2 l Part 3 l Part 4 l Part 5 l The End? This is major spoilers for season 3 territory. You have been warned. I'm also going to split this into parts because wow, I have so many ✨Clues✨! My peeps, before I show you the prestige, we need to discuss Maggie. Maggie is SO WEIRD.

Right up top we get her telling us this. Who loves something since they were a baby? Since you were a kid sure, but how can you remember loving something since you were a baby?

This one's fun. The double meaning here is 1) I was a huge uptight nerd so I never went to parties and/or 2) I wasn't a human teenager so I never got to go to your earth parties. But check out when Nina and Maggie *first* meet in her coffee shop. We spend a lot of time in this scene, because it's framed as a meet cute, but it's also full of weird dialogue.

So i'm not a writer, someone feel free to tell me I'm wrong, but Maggie is remembered by Nina AS A COFFEE. She IS a skinny latte. This works on two levels again. 1) You're not important enough to me to remember you as a person, just as an order. 2) You do not fit into my memory of people I know, but subconsciously I remember you as NOT a regular human.

And then again when she leaves the shop, Nina isn't paying attention and just sort of subconsciously replies:

Again, two meanings. Maggie is unimportant to her, Maggie is also a *coffee*.

Which is weird, because as far as I can tell Maggie never drinks a coffee, or anything for that matter. Sure she orders stuff in the shop, and is offered food and alcohol, but we never see her actually drink or eat any of it. She stirs the tea but never takes a sip.

So what IS Maggie then? Many people have pointed out that Maggie and Nina are a coffeeshop AU of our heroes. Their visual presentation seems to be screaming Nina = Crowley! and Maggie = Aziraphale! And they *work* on opposite sides of the street and everything! So is Maggie just a stand-in for Aziraphale then, to make the parable work? Cool, then what's the parable?

Uh oh. What possible AU fiction ends up with the main love interests breaking up with their toxic ex, dancing in a ball and fighting demons together and then... just not ending up together? An AU written by kind of a bad writer who wants to show the two lovebirds he's trying to separate that it will never work. Oh hey look The Metatron is here:

Now, I think the same guy that has been adding bits and pieces in the past would have no problem adding stuff and/or people in the present to make a point. Maggie also seems to be pretty sure about quite a lot of things that I wouldn't be sure about, given the context.

Maggie's knows it's not going to do any good, but she has to tell them anyway? Tell them what, that Nina and Maggie talked it out and never ended up together? Wow, what a great message. Thanks Maggie. Maggie isn't just a downer of an example though, remember she's also A COFFEE! Shoved in Aziraphael's and Crowley's faces, asking them to take it and help her since the beginning.

There's a concept in magic tricks called a force, where it seems like someone has free will ; to put a card anywhere in a deck, or pick a number, or volunteer, but actually the outcome has been chosen for them by the magician for the trick to work. The actual trick is about getting the person to think they've freely chosen to participate in the trick, not the act of revealing the card. The real trick was never making Maggie and Nina try to fall in love, it was getting Aziraphael to think he had freely chosen to help Maggie get this whole thing going. And if we know one thing about Aziraphael, it's that he's actually terrible at magic. Aziraphael has been primed to take the coffee in S2E6, because he's been taking the coffee the whole season. Ready for the prestige reveal after the force? We're going right to The Metatron in Part 4.

#good omens prime #go season 2 #go3 #good omens s3 #good omens meta #good omens spoilers #good omens season 2 #go meta #ineffable husbands #art director talks good omens #nina and maggie #coffeeshop au #go spoilers

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To be claimed

Pairing: alpha!Johnny Storm x omega!reader

WARNING - the following story contains: sexual themes/tension, A/B/O verse, tiny bit angst, fluff, talks about mating/bonding, P in V sex, knotting, scenting, kissing/biting, brief fingerfucking, dirty talk, jealousy, slight possessive behavior, pet names.

Summary: Johnny wants you to bond with him but you hesitate to go through with it, - for whatever reason.

Second person POV

You and Johnny were taking a walk around the park on the weekend, spending time to unwind from an intense week. You were walking behind Susan and Richard, who were going into a discussion of where to spend their vacation this summer, which left you and Johnny to talk for yourselves about whatever was on your minds, - in this case about being claimed.

Richard and Susan were newly mated, their mating glands freshly bitten and swollen. Johnny hadn’t been able to keep his eyes off the pair since then, - admiring how his sister had taken the next step with the science nerd of the bunch.

“That could be us, you know. Claimed and bonded, just like these two lovebirds. Haven’t you ever thought about it?” Johnny asked, intertwining his fingers with yours in a tight grip.

You swallow and shy away, lowering your gaze to ignore Johnny’s blossoming bonding fever. “Of course I have..” you reply meekly. “But I think it’s too soon, don’t you think?”

Johnny narrowed an eyebrow, unsure of why you thought so. “Why would it be too soon? We’ve been together for almost two years now. We’re in love, - clearly meant for each other. I don’t see why we should wait..”

He was right. You had known each other for years and Johnny had for two years been in a committed relationship with you, leaving his bachelor lifestyle behind. He had never given a reason for you to doubt him, so why were you so hesitant?

You shrug, removing your hand from him and stalling while being unsure of what else you could say to move past the topic. You had managed to brush it off whenever Johnny brought it up, but now it seemed to be occupying his mind more than any of the previous times, and he was looking for answers.

The silence was worrying Johnny, and he stopped as his face fell when he realized there had to be a reason behind it. He reached for your hand again, and you let him take it as you faced him.

“Talk to me baby,…there’s gotta be a reason why you won’t bond with me…not to mention why you won’t let me claim you.” Johnny trailed, his tone reeking of fret. “Is there something I’m doing wrong? Am I not good enough of an alpha for you?”

Your eyes widened at Johnny’s questioning. “No! No, it’s nothing like that. I’m just…” you were thinking over the right words to use before you spoke, causing you to halt a little, “- You know bonding is a very big step, right? It means we’ll be mated for life, and…that means if you ever change your mind, we will have to remove them…which is a dangerous and painful procedure. I don’t…- I want us both to be sure about what we want before we take that step.”

“Baby,…I’ve never been more sure about anything my whole life. I want it. I’ll always and only want you. I want to be claimed by you.” Johnny stated while searching your eyes. When yours still didn’t meet his, he continued, “I know I used to have a very non-exclusive life style in the past, and I’m guessing that’s making you doubt me…that’s what this is all about, isn’t it? You’re scared I’ll go back to my old habits.”

“I…” you gave up your sentence by the first word and let out a defeated sigh. “Maybe…”

Johnny’s mouth fell shut as he held back from expressing despondency as a first response. “I get it,…it stings a little but I get it. I’ll keep proving to you that I’m all yours until you full-heartedly believe it, firefly.”

Seeing your alpha hide how upset he was through his usual toothy grin made you feel sad. The omega in you was crying for you to change your mind, - let your trust issues disappear.

Having the Human Torch as your boyfriend wasn’t the easiest with how his fan girls showed little to no respect to your relationship. It was as if you didn’t exist when you stood there, witnessing them crowd Johnny so desperately.

You weren’t angry at him for being flattered and letting his ego get stroked after being surrounded with so many admirers. He was a hero after all, and you weren’t about to get jealous of the praise he gets for being one. The only thing that bothered you was the smell of other omegas that would linger on him as they pushed themselves onto him for wanting a selfie, or when they were shooting their shot with a flirtatious pick up line with their hands all over him.

It made you incredibly jealous, even if Johnny put actual effort on pushing the omegas away. It would end up with you turning possessive. Johnny had made it clear since day one that he was only your alpha, but it wasn’t always easy to remember that with how involved he was with other people, and how the lingering omega scents gave you doubts of Johnny’s commitment.

Taking all of that into consideration, it left you feeling unsure of taking that big of a step.

“I’m sorry, Johnny…” was all you could say. You felt incredibly guilty for admitting you were scared, but Johnny was always one to reassure.

“No, no, it’s whatever.” Johnny shrugged the matter off easily. “Like I said, I get it. Hell, before we started officially dating, I used to say how I would never commit cause it wasn’t ‘my style’…fuck, how dumb I was to create that kind of reputation. I don’t think I would have gained it if you were in my life earlier, but it is what it is. I’ll wait for you, as long as you need, okay?”

You were about to speak up, - say something uplifting to make him feel better, because you knew his mood had been brought down even when he was hiding it so well. It was all too late when Richard disturbed your space, introducing the topic of their upcoming mission to Johnny.

Perhaps it’s better to lay it to rest for now, you thought.

A week passes by since that discussion, and it’s an evening of another fancy party celebrating worldwide icons, - in which of course the Fantastic 4 were mainly guested to partake.

You were dressed in your glittery blue dress, with shiny silver accessories decorating your neck and ears. Meanwhile Johnny dressed up in a dark red tux with a golden chain hanging on his neck, a perfect contrast to your appearance.

You were about to leave out to the public together, when before you could make sense of it, Johnny had pulled you back into the corner of the hallway, making you yelp at the quick and unexpected act. You had only seen a glimpse of camera flashes coming from the main entrance right across the room before you were out of sight again.

Johnny was already on you before you could question him, keeping you against the wall while he was pressing himself against you.

“Johnny, w-what are you doing?” You asked, flustered as he kept on gliding his nose along your collarbone, inhaling your scent deeply.

“Making sure I reek of your scent, and you of mine. It’ll push the omegas away from trying to hit on me.” Johnny explained, and you could feel his smirk as he hid his face by the crook of your neck.

He grinded against you and licked a stripe on your mating gland, making you shiver with ecstasy.

“Ever since the first time I caught your scent and saw you, - I was whipped. Now I don’t want anyone or anything else.” Johnny purred his confession in your ear, and it made you close your eyes while taking in his touches.

“J-Johnny…” you whined the alpha’s name, your fingers tangling in his hair as you held him equally close to you.

He snickered in response and pulled away when he thought he had gotten enough. “Sorry, I’m being a bit of a tease, aren’t I? We’ll have our fun when we get home, but the party has just started. We can’t miss out.”

You pouted, but understood that now was not the time to get down and dirty. He pulled you with him out of the corner and you were already surrounded by paparazzi and fangirls outside, though this time there weren’t nearly as much omegas jumping at him with how close he held you against his body.

The omega in you felt a sense of pride when you saw the disappointed pouts. Johnny smelled ‘taken’, - almost as if he was claimed with how he had thoroughly rubbed your scent onto him.

For the first time, you went through a party together where no opportunities arose for others to flirt with your alpha, and you felt content about that.

The night ended far too quickly, because you had enjoyed yourself so much this time. Johnny was also more enthusiastic and upbeat, and when you had asked about it he responded in the most endearing way possible.

“Cause you look so happy and carefree, firefly. Makes me feel good that my girlfriend is having a fun time at a party.”

Yet again Johnny had said something that would stick with you the entire night.

When the party had died out, and you returned to your suites, Johnny was already all over you, ready to break through the sexual tension you had going all evening.

Johnny pulled you to bed behind him, allowing you to collapse on top of him when he laid down on his back. Your dress was left on the floor, leaving you in the expensive lingerie Johnny had bought you not too long ago. Desperate kisses and love bites were exchanged non stop, keeping you almost distracted from dropping the big bomb you had wanted to share with Johnny. Almost.

As your lips finally detached for air, you stared into Johnny’s eyes, lust clouding you with heavy bonding fever.

“Johnny, I thought about what we talked about a while ago, - about bonding and…I think I’m ready.”

His eyes popped out at your proposal. “What? Like…you want to bond? Like right now?” He asked as he sat up with you still in his arms.

You nodded shyly while cupping his face. “You’re a good alpha, Johnny. You’ve proven that so many times already and yet you do so much more to further prove it. -

I want to be your omega permanently.”

Johnny’s face darkened slightly as his grip was beginning to claw on you. “Omega…if this is a prank you’re pulling on me it ain’t funny.”

You laughed at his serious pout, shaking your head to deny his claim. “I’m not, alpha. I promise.”

He grinned widely, and eagerly pulled his shirt off, revealing his unmarked mating gland as he moved his head to the side.

“Mark me first, omega.”

It stunned you how he was easily offering to have himself marked first by you, an omega. It went against tradition as alphas were typically always the first to claim under the ritual, but times have changed and you had found a wonderful alpha who was willing to go on his knees for you before you reached the ground yourself.

“Really? You’ll allow me to do that without even negotiating?” You asked for more clarification.

He smiled adoringly at you, “It’s all I want, baby. Even if you aren’t ready to be marked yourself, I want to belong to you. I’ll be your alpha before you become my omega.”

Your heart swelled at his words. Finally you had let yourself agree and trust the omega in you. He is the right one for me. He is the right alpha.

“I’m already yours,…we’ll go all the way, - together. I’m serious when I say I’m ready to be marked.” You said, and you found a comfortable position on his lap with your thighs widely spread, your butt grinding on his groin. He groaned audibly, his eyes resting as he felt your heat. The smell of your arousal was radiating, making his cock twitch with excitement.

Your lips met as you began grinding against him harder. A whine barely escaped his mouth, the sound being muffled as you barely let his lips move anywhere else from yours. His hands were holding firmly on your hips, as if to make sure you cannot escape this moment and change of your relationship. You wouldn’t want him to have second thoughts either.

His cock was fully erect, straining against the briefs of his trousers by the time your tongues danced with each other. Johnny was flushed, his cheeks red as his eyebrows knitted, showcasing his pleasure.

“Make me yours, omega…” Johnny pled, and your heart fluttered for it. You ground against him, Johnny’s leaking cock soaking through as it ultimately moistens your underwear.

You kissed him once more before you leaned on his neck where his unclaimed mating gland is, ready to be bitten by you. His breath hitched as his hands pressed more firmer around your waist, not wanting you anywhere else.

Your canines sink into his mating gland, and he whimpers as his nails dug into your flesh. You mewl in response, your arms clinging around him as you finally claim your alpha, gifting you the bond tied between the two of you. You lick his wound before giving it a kiss, and when you pull away you are met with his eyes, fully dilated.

“I can feel you…” he murmurs through a heavy breath, “I can feel your emotions through the bond…feel how badly you want to be fucked, omega…can feel how much you want my fucking knot…fuck, this is amazing..”

Your face grows red with everything he tells you. He smirks with the reaction he receives, and takes the opportunity to flip you over to be beneath him this time.

“I’m going to fuck you hard and make you whine around my fat cock, baby. Then when I swell, I’ll claim you, - Make you mine the way you made me yours... “

You swallowed, feeling a rush of adrenaline course through you. You were so, so ready.

His trousers are off before you can make out of the process, but he takes his time on pulling his boxers off, just to tease you as he always does. You bit your bottom lip when his erected cock came into view in front of you, your cunt couldn’t help but pulse at the sight.

You whined, “Johnny, you better pound me with your dick the next 3 seconds or I’ll go crazy -“ Cutting your sentence, a finger was shoved into your core, making you yelp out a moan.

“Greedy girl…” he murmured in your ear as he lied over you, close again. “I know you’re desperate but I’m not going anywhere, baby…I’ll make my teasing worth it for you.”

After thoroughly fingerfucking you, he slot his body closer between your thighs, aiming his length directly into your pussy.

Johnny already snaps his hips into yours and drives in balls deep with one forceful thrust. He sucks in air as he whispers, “Always so tight…so perfect for me, omega.”

He pistons into your cunt, already ripping an orgasm out of you as your pussy oozes out juice. Your eyes are rolling back as he keeps going, taking what he needs in order to reach his climax. You don’t mind him taking control at all, already craving to cum around his cock soon again with the special awaiting finale to the round.

“Alpha,…my perfect alpha…” you whispered in his ear, making him growl lowly as his canines became visible. He was incredibly tamed for being an alpha, which was unlike him as he was rather impulsive. You can’t count the many times you thought he would mark you through instinct, but he proved you wrong each time, - just like now with how he didn’t claim you right away as you had claimed him.

“Fuck! Omega, m’close…wanna claim you as I cum. Will you allow me to do that, omega? P-Please let me..” he purred his request. “Mmh, you smell so fucking good, I can’t keep myself off you, omega..” he added through a lustful groan as he kept his face buried under your neck.

“Mmh, W-Wanna be marked and knotted so bad, Johnny…ahh, - please, do it!” You pled with need.

His knot began to swell and he was left to repeatedly push in what was getting stuck inside to receive friction. With a loud growl, he sunk his teeth into your mating gland, making your whole body jolt as you howled from the sting of pleasure and pain it caused.

“Love you, omega..” he mumbled against you when he retracted his bite, licking the bruised up skin. His body steamed as he came inside, his load of hot temperature, making you really feel what was happening inside of you. He licked the skin from any blood, before giving the sensitive spot kisses. “I’ll never get enough of you. Never ever.”

You smiled. “Love you too, alpha..” you murmur back softly, rubbing your nose against his collarbone as you let yourself feel what the two of you had manifested. A deeper connection unlike any other is what you had welcomed. It felt unreal but so good, you could almost forget the stingy pain on your shoulder blade.

“Mine..you’re all mine now.” Johnny growled, almost possessively as he kept you pressed underneath him, locked together. He was more feral now, revealing his typical alpha possessiveness which was normally just an undertone whenever he was a tiny bit jealous.

Your hands tightened gently around his back, not wanting to be anywhere else but close to him at this very special moment. He kept himself inside of you even when his knot deflated, but flipped you around to have you on top of him as you cuddled. Your head laid on his chest, his purring more audible to your ears, but it was music to your ears.

You finally felt complete, and it was all thanks to Johnny, - your forever to be mate through your bond.

“Yours…”

A/N: Finally, out with some writing after what, 1 and a half month of just nothing? It feels accomplishing to say the least!

Hearts & Reblogs are always appreciated! <3

#johnny storm x reader #alpha johnny storm x omega reader #johnny storm x you #johnny storm x y/n #chris evans #chris evans character fanfiction #chris evans x reader #human torch x reader

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threadsun · 11 months

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@sylveon-and-velveon Asks: "Okay! I got another one for the lil' headcannon prompts! What happens if all the guys found out that MC secretly had bird wings? These wings that can be any species. {You get to choose, or just make it random lol}. And also can be any colour ^^ Have fun on this and don't stress out :3 P.S: You can use the fact on birds getting horny due to their wings being touched."

Oooh this is a fun one!! And gives me the chance to be a bird nerd!! All the descriptions are edited excerpts from each bird's wikipedia article.

I specifically went with the same wings I thought the guys would have, since mating pairs and all that...

Content: yandere tendencies, wing kink, grooming/preening, general vague horniness, teasing, mention of corruption kink, Jean being shifty and manipulative as usual

Jack:

Scarlet Macaw - The scarlet macaw's plumage is mostly scarlet, but the greater upper wing coverts are yellow, the upper sides of the flight feathers of the wings are dark blue, and the undersides of the wing are dark red with metallic gold iridescence. The scarlet macaw is a monogamous bird, with individuals remaining with one partner throughout their lives. While comparatively docile at most times of the year, the scarlet macaw may be formidably aggressive during periods of breeding.

It's not easy to keep your wings hidden. They’re large and they fold around your sides more than across your back. You make do with large sweaters when you go out, but at home you’re used to being able to let them be free.

So when Jack moves in… well, you can only keep your wings hidden for so long before it gets uncomfortable. Before you need to let them breathe, let them flutter. You’ve taken to sneaking off to your room to take your shirt off and let them be free for a little while.

What you don’t expect, is for Jack to wander into your room without knocking, asking you what you want for dinner.

You’re not sure which one of you is more embarrassed. His little red marks almost disappear into his blush, and you can feel the heat rising in your cheeks as well as you move your arms quickly to cover your chest.

He stammers out an apology, unable to stop staring at the brightly coloured feathers stretching out behind you. They match his outfit so well. They’re his colours. Your wings are his colours. You have wings.

He’s really not sure what to focus on first, so instead he gently guides you to sit on the bed and begins asking you questions about them. He’s so sincere and sweet, no hint of judgement in his voice as he listens to your explanations.

His fingers trail down your spine, brushing over where your wings meet your shoulder blades. You can’t help but shiver. Your wings are so sensitive, even the gentle brush of his fingertips against the skin where the calamus lays buried to keep your feathers in place is enough to send your skin twitching.

His hand strays into your feathers, gently smoothing down the ones that got ruffled when he’d startled you. It’s… nice. Being preened like this, with such gentle tenderness. Being treated so kindly and without judgement.

And every touch of his hand against your feathers sends a fresh shudder through you, the softness and the arousal a heady combination. There’s no way you’re letting him leave you after this. You’ve found your mate.

Ian:

Rosy-Faced Lovebird – The rosy-faced lovebird's coloration can vary widely among populations. Plumage is identical in males and females. The lovebird is renowned for its sleep position in which two will sit side-by-side and turn their faces in towards each other. Lovebirds are kept alone or in pairs, although due to their social requirements, they are best kept in pairs. The rosy-faced lovebird can be aggressive, and tends to bond towards an individual. Two lovebirds may not always get along, and may have to be separated.

Ian was the first one to notice your wings. They began growing in just as you thought you were finally getting through the last of your puberty. Just your luck, really, to get saddled with a new problem right when you thought things were getting better.

At first, it’s only a few downy barbs poking through your skin. They itch like hell and you can’t quite reach them yourself. So you ask your best friend for help. You don’t expect him to tug on the little baby feathers.

He’s very apologetic when you yelp. He hadn’t realised they were stuck in, and thought removing them might help the itching.

The two of you learn more about it together. He keeps an eye on you as the feathers begin to grow in earnest. He updates you as bones begin to spread and muscles begin to form, all covered in a layer of skin and feathers.

It’s easier to cope with, having Ian there. He does all sorts of research on wings, on birds, trying to figure out why you’re growing them and what sort of wings they are. He learns to preen them and wash them for you, taking care to be gentle.

It’s hard not to fall for him even more, when he’s so sweet with your secret. There’s no fear that he’ll tell anyone, or that he’ll think less of you for it. He’s fascinated by your feathers, and as adoring as always towards you.

When you start properly dating, it becomes even more evident how much he loves you and your wings. When you share a bed, you sleep with foreheads pressed together, one of his arms around you so he can stroke your feathers gently as you two fall asleep. He compliments them as often as he compliments everything else about you.

He learns quite quickly just how... sensitive your wings can get. He’s very apologetic the first time he touches them just so and you give a nervous little whimper. But one look at your blushing face has him reaching out to touch them again.

He loves the way you croon for him when he runs his fingers through your soft plumage. The way you arch into his touch and beg him for more. He’s not the most confident guy, but it’s definitely an ego boost to know exactly how to turn you on~

Shaun:

Common Magpie – The common magpie is believed to be not only among the most intelligent of birds, but also among the most intelligent of all animals. The scapulars are pure white; the wings are black glossed with green or purple, and the primaries have white inner webs, conspicuous when the wing is open. The common magpie is monogamous, and pairs often remain together from one breeding season to the next. The courtship display of the common magpie includes short buoyant flights and chases.

Shaun’s just one of those people that it’s hard to hide things from. Not just because he’s rather perceptive when he wants to be, but also because he’s so open and accepting about everything, it’s hard to feel justified keeping secrets.

It’s something you’ve wanted to tell him about for a long time. But it’s hard to find the courage, and even harder to find the right time for it. Sometimes it’s easier to just rip off the bandage instead. Or, more accurately in this case, your shirt.

He doesn’t know what’s happening, but he is not complaining. He does sort of get the wrong idea at first though.

Once his eyes catch sight of your wings, though, he kind of catches up to what’s going on. He’s pretty speechless, honestly. He doesn’t know what to say, but he can tell that it’s an important moment. That you’re trusting him with something big.

So he does what he does best, and diffuses the tension with a laugh and a grin, and a comment about how he can’t believe you’d hide something so fucking cool from him! Seriously, this is the coolest thing he’s ever seen!

He’s not about to let you feel bad about it. Or second guess showing your wings to him. No, he’s taking the time to look them over and give an endless commentary about how cool they are and what a good aesthetic you could cultivate around them.

He doesn’t really get why you’re so determined to hide them. If he had sick wings like that, especially black glossy ones like yours, he’d be showing them off! But he can tell that it’s important to you that this stay secret. So he promises you and himself that he’ll never tell a soul. And that he’ll do everything in his power to stop others from finding out.

He pesters you constantly to let him touch them. He really wants to feel how soft and sleek they are, especially once you keep them out around him more often. But you always seem to get flustered and avoid the question when he asks.

He kind of catches on to the reason after a while. And then he’s even more determined to touch them. When he finally convinces you it won’t make things weird, he relishes the chance to run his fingers along your wings and listen to you gasp and shudder.

Nick:

Mute Swan – The name 'mute' derives from mute swans being less vocal than other swan species. This large swan is wholly white in plumage, though the feathers are often stained orange-brown by iron and tannins in the water. The mute swan is monogamous and strongly territorial. It can be very aggressive in defence of its nest and is highly protective of its mate and offspring. During a courtship display, the mute swan pair utter a rhythmic song to help synchronize the movements of their heads and necks.

Openness and honesty are something Nick emphasises a lot. He hates the idea of you hiding things from him. So it’s hard to keep your wings secret for very long, once you realise you want a proper relationship with him.

It’s not an easy thing to explain to someone. You sort of stumble through an odd introduction, trying to warm him up to what you’re about to show him. He assures you he’s seen just about everything in his line of work, but…

Well, this is a new one, even for him. He can’t even pretend that he’s seen someone with wings before.

That doesn’t mean he has a problem with it, though. No, he’s very quick to reassure you that this is just another thing that makes you unique and perfect in his eyes. That they’re very beautiful wings and they suit you.

He’s more than a little fascinated by the pure whiteness of your wings. They look almost angelic. Which, he insists, is very fitting for you. He might not say it aloud, but something about that makes his corruption kink sing~

He takes over grooming and preening your wings as soon as you let him. He’s very careful to help you keep them pure and clean. He’ll only bathe them with distilled water free from anything that might stain the snowy feathers.

He doesn’t miss the way you shiver and sigh when his hands work on your wings. The way you give a soft, nearly inaudible hum in the back of your throat when he runs his fingers through them. He often wonders what pretty noises he could draw from you if you let him. What lovely songs he could get from his pretty little bird~

But he won’t touch them beyond cleaning until you invite him to. He wants to see the desperation, wants to tease you until you’re begging for him. He’ll just keep things tame and stick to grooming until you can’t stand it.

And when you finally break at the feeling of his fingers dedicatedly smoothing your feathers back into place, and beg him to fuck you… well, he’s going to see just how worked up he can get you by giving those wings a little tug~

Joseph:

Wild Rock Dove – Often simply referred to as the "pigeon," the wild rock dove is pale grey with two black bars on each wing and glossy yellowish, greenish, and reddish-purple iridescence along its wing feathers. The wild rock dove mates for life, and when displaying, its song is partly sexual, partly threatening. It primarily uses powder down feathers for preening, which gives a soft and silky feel to its plumage. Powder down feathers are spread across the body and have a tendency to disintegrate. The powder, akin to talcum powder, helps maintain the plumage.

Joseph has secrets too. You know this. So why does it feel so bad to keep this from him? You’re not sure, but it really does make you feel guilty, not trusting him with such an important part of you.

He gets it, though. He can tell that you’re hiding something from him, and he assures you that it’s fine. That he’ll be there to listen when you’re ready, but he’ll never pressure you into telling him whatever it is.

Honestly, though… it’s much easier to show him, rather than tell him. It’s as simple as finally letting him take your shirt off.

He’s breathless. Wordless. There’s nothing he can think or say that makes sense of what he’s seeing. He wants to tell you not to worry. That he won’t treat you any different. But he can’t quite seem to get the words out when he tries.

So he does the next best thing. He reaches out and brushes his fingers over the iridescent feathers by your shoulders. They’re hardly noticeable, most of the wings being grey and black. But he sees them. And he thinks they’re beautiful.

With anyone else, you might feel uncomfortable admitting they’re pigeon wings. Pigeons, seen as pests and annoyances. Seen as disgusting vermin. But Joseph has always been vocal about the beauty of the rock dove. And now, about your beauty too.

He freaks out, the first time one of your powder down feathers comes off in his hands and crumbles. He’s terrified that he’s hurt you. But once you explain… well, he wants nothing more than to run his fingers through your feathers and preen you. Spreading that powder on your wings until they’re silky and soft.

It’s akin to a sensual massage, the way that he does it. His fingers dig lightly into the muscles at the top and then soothe through your plumage. It’s relaxing and arousing in one motion, and he doesn’t miss the way you squirm at his touch.

He’s not going to use it against you, exactly. But he does like to stroke your wings while he makes love to you. And when he’s in a teasing mood, he’s prone to running his fingers right along the skin where your wings meet your back.

Jean:

Mourning Dove – The mourning dove, also known as the rain dove or the turtle dove, is a prolific breeder. In warmer areas, this bird may raise up to six broods in a season. The elliptical wings are broad and the plumage is generally light grey-brown with black spotting. The mourning dove often sunbathes, rain bathes, water bathes, and dustbathes. Mated pairs will often preen each other's feathers. The mourning dove is generally monogamous and forms strong pair bonds.

Jean isn’t the type to just ignore it when you’re clearly keeping something from him. And refusing to ever take off your baggy shirts, even when you’re alone together, definitely means you’re keeping something from him.

He’ll try to get you to tell him outright. To convince you to trust him or to tell you how heartbroken he is that you don’t. But if he needs to, he’ll contrive an “accident” where he walks in on you changing.

However it is that he finds out, he’s not as phased as you expect. He’s more… appraising? Almost like he’s wondering how it could benefit him.

He’s very reassuring, though. Soothing. He makes sure you know that he thinks they’re lovely and that you’re still his sweetheart. That he’s happy you trust him with this secret, and he promises to keep all of your secrets, forever.

He becomes more protective over you once he finds out. He’s worried that if other people find out, it’ll take you away from him. That you’ll be so crowded by curious people, he’ll never get to spend time alone with you again.

He urges you to spend more time in the house. And urges you to spend that time with your wings out, so that you can be more comfortable. He takes over preening you, and gets defensive when anyone else tries to touch your back.

He’s so kind and attentive, though, that it’s kind of hard to complain. It is nice having someone taking care of your wings for you. And it is much better being able to let your wings out and stretch them when you’re at home. And you do get his point, about never knowing peace if the general public find out about your wings…

And more important than anything else, it’s hard to think straight when he sits you down between his legs and begins to preen your feathers for you. When he pours warm water over them in the bath and runs his fingers through them until they’re all in place.

He’s not going to give you any serious amount of time to wonder if he’s being overprotective. You’ll be too busy crooning for him, arching into his touch as his nimble fingers work their magic in your feathers.

Rory:

Common Teal – The common teal gives its name to the blue-green colour teal. It is a highly gregarious duck outside the breeding season and is rather nimble on the ground. The outer scapular feathers are white, with a black border to the outer vanes. The primary remiges are dark greyish brown; the speculum feathers are iridescent blackish-green with white tips. The brown upperwing covers have yellowish-white tips. The underwing is whitish, with grey remiges, dense dark spotting on the inner coverts and a dark leading edge.

Rory is smarter than people give him credit for. He watches you closely, gathers evidence, and rather quickly figures out that you’re hiding something under your shirt. Something on your back. Something sensitive, in more than one sense of the word.

He can’t figure out much more than that until you’re willing to tell him, though. So he patiently waits for the right time. For the day that you’re ready to open up to him and finally let him see what you’ve been hiding.

Wings wasn’t at the top of his list, but the thought had crossed his mind more than once. He’s not nearly as surprised as he should be.

No, it makes sense to him. He finally understands a lot of the things you do. And he feels bad about all the effort you have to go to, just to stop people from finding out about them. He understands why you hide it, of course. But he still feels bad.

He prides himself on being a safe person for you. On being someone you can have your wings out around, without having to worry about being judged. He hardly comments on them at all, to make sure you’re comfortable.

When he does talk about them, it’s always with a smile and a warm voice. He makes it very clear that they’re a part of you, and that he loves all of you. Wings included. And that nothing is going to change that.

He’s very happy to help care for your wings. He thinks they’re absolutely gorgeous, and he loves to trace the patterns with his fingertips while he checks for any that are askew. He also loves the way it makes you hum and squirm and generally try to pretend you’re not getting all worked up by his touches.

It’s cute, really. And he loves to see how long he can tease you for under the guise of preening your wings before you give up and ask for things to get more intimate. It’s just so fun to watch you melt under his hands!

Whenever he wants lazy cuddles to turn into something more, his hand will trail up to your back to start gently tracing the outline of your wings. He’ll work his fingers into your feathers and wait for you to take matters into your own hands.

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miffysrambles · 5 months

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Do you have anything for LMK Tang x Reader? If not can I request headcanons for gen!reader? If it isn't too much trouble ofc

of course! Tang needs more love 0w0 (Also I've never written for Tang before so sorry if he seems OOC!)

Tang x GN! Reader

The warm inviting glow of Pigsy’s Noodles hit you as you opened the door, the little bell chiming from the top of you as Pigsy shouted a welcome from behind the counter.

You smiled as you greeted back while closing the door behind you so as not to let in the frost air, making his ears perk up as he broke his concentration from the noodles he was cooking as he grinned at you.

“(Name)! I was wonderin’ when you were gettin’ here, your boyfriend is eating me out of house and home!”

You saw your boyfriend Tang, as mentioned, hovering over a noodle bowl that you presumed he didn’t pay for. Smiling, you rolled your eyes as you sat down next to him and kissed his cheek, sliding money over the counter to the grumpy shop owner who was glaring at your lover.

Tang turned his head and gave you a kiss back making you smile, earlier in the relationship he was not comfortable showing this much PDA, “(N-Name)! Come on, that’s embarrassing!” He would complain to you as his glasses would fog up from his flustered cheeks.

You of course, understood and didn’t kiss him in public again until he either gave you verbal consent or he instigated it first, but now he had no problem showing his love for you in front of his friends.

Strangers were still a work in progress though, although you absolutely didn’t mind waiting until he was ready.

“So after your bowl of noodles, what did you want to do today?” You tilted your head at him, he had sent you a message earlier that day asking you to meet him at the local noodle shop for a surprise date afterward.

“Oh! Right, right. They opened up a new bookstore and I wanted to take you, if you were interested of course.” He pushed his glasses up by the bridge as he answered your question, something he did quite often as it helped him focus while talking to you in particular.

He couldn’t help it, you were just so alluring!

You smiled back at him which made his heart melt, nodding your head. “I’m very interested, that sounds fun!”

A big smile spread across his face as he ate the rest of his noodles, grabbing your hand and waving goodbye to Pigsy as the two of you left.

“Bye ya’ two lovebirds, be safe!” His hoarse voice called out, watching the two of you leave into the winter setting outside.

As the two of you walked down the sidewalks of Megapolis, you wrapped your arm around his as you laid your head against his shoulder.

This made him tense up, a small smile with an excess amount of blush spread across his cheeks as he felt your body heat press against him.

“Is this ok?” You asked, not wanting to push any boundaries.

“Y-Yeah, this is fine!” His voice cracked as he slightly shouted his answer, making you softly laugh as you made your way towards the bookstore.

He couldn’t help but glance down at you every few seconds to examine your features as you walked with him, hoping you wouldn’t notice.

He would stare at your eyes and how he could get lost in them forever, your hair and how soft it was in his grasp.

Your lips and how soft they were…

Okay, that’s enough of that!

He quickly took his attention away from you as his cheeks flushed brighter when he noticed you were staring back at him, blaming his flushed skin on the cold weather as he kept his eyes and their focus straight ahead of him.

You two eventually made your way to the bookstore as Tang quickly walked inside, freeing from your grasp as he had stars in his eyes.

You smiled and laughed as you saw your boyfriend nerd out over books of The Monkey King and other legends he was fixated on.

“(Name) look over here, look at this!’ He would whisper-yell to you as he showed you either an artifact or a passage in the stacks of novels he collected.

“How about we get a table and you can show me everything you want?” You questioned as you pointed to a nearby table with your thumb.

He scooped the books up in his arms with a grin as you both walked over to the table, scooting his chair up to yours so you were sitting next to each other.

He proceeded to show you chapter after chapter of information, some you knew and some you didn’t.

That was one of your favorite things about being with Tang, you always learned something new with him.

After a while, you both were silently reading a passage in a book, taking turns to flip the page as you signaled when you were done by tapping each other’s shoulder.

Tang couldn’t focus on the book however, he was too focused on how you looked while you read.

The way your brow furrowed when you didn’t understand something and the way your eyes lit up when you finally understood.

He couldn’t figure out why he found it so captivating but he could watch you read for hours.

Tang suddenly flipped the book up so both of your faces were covered from the outside world,

“Tang wha-” You couldn’t even finish your sentence before he lightly pressed his lips against yours.

W-Was he kissing you in public?

You quickly kissed back as you relished the lip contact, his hand resing on top of yours in your lap.

You both pulled away as he smiled, “Ready to turn the page?”

His question caught you off guard as you forgot where you were for a second before nodding your head yes.

Although, the entire time you were thinking about how he had finally kissed you in public.

You had a feeling he did to by the way you both ended up staring at the next page for 30 minutes.

#ask #lmk #lego monkie kid #lmk x reader #lego monkie kid x reader #lmk tang #lego monkie kid tang #lmk tang x reader #lego monkie kid tang x reader #tang x reader

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howhow326 · 8 months

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First day of college is tomorrow so

Team Miraculous Headcanons!

(Note: I feel like the temp heros arent fleshed out as much so im only talking about their role on the team and the difference between their civilian and hero persona.)

Ladybug & Chat Noir: you already know.

Rena Rouge & Carapace: Just like the two lovebirds up there, I think there personalities swap in their hero personas. While Alya is the more rational one and Nino the coming up with crazy ideas, Rena is the crazy idea girl and Carapace is the one that wants everyone to think things through. In combat, Carapace is a frontliner like Chat Noir but with meatshield bent. Rena rarely sees combat because she's more of a mission control/guy in the chair/Navigator and yes I can randomly make persona references that supports the team from the shadows with illusions and spying on the villain.

Queen Bee: This might contradict canon but idc, Queen Bee is nice! Like yeah, she still insults her teammates, but not to their faces anymore! Chloe's making an effort to not be bad and she's failing, but it's the thought that counts right? In battle, Chloe is just doing her best Ladybug impression and it's not too bad.

Vesperia: If Queen Bee is Chloe trying to be nice, then Vesperia is Zoe being a savage! The girl has a lot of pent up anger from living with Audrey and Chloe at the same time, so she deserves to cut loose a bit. Vesperia is one of the heroes that uses the most taunts and insults against villains, sometimes to bait them but most of the time it's just her being a little bad. She's a frontliner but with an emphasis on dodging hits and grabbing attention.

Viperion: Luka is approachable, Viperion is not. He has creepy eyes and half of Paris is convinced he's psychic and can read minds (which isn't entirely wrong, he just reads emotions). The bad rep dosen't bother Luka too much, but it gets annoying when his teammates are scared of him.

Pegasus: Despite being a nerd, Max really isn't an uptight person. As long as something dosen't endanger himself, he's open to trying new things. Pegasus isn't. He lowkey believes he's surrounded by idiots including Ladybug (but he obeys her orders cause she hasn't really lost yet). Half of Paris is also terrified by him because he's able to pull off Batman levels of big brain during a fight.

King Monkey: Most of the temp's hero personas have different personalities but King monkey really is just Kim in monkey suit. Max has lowkey sussed out his identity, Kim suspects nothing.

Ryuko: Kagami is calm, which is why no one has figured out her identity because Ryuko is cRaZy. She's like one of those middle schoolers pretending to be their favorite anime character but WITH REAL POWERS! Villains are also scared of her because she has like 3 powers for some reason.

Purple Tigress: What more can I add? We all saw her: a raging cat lesbian. She's a berserker!

Pigella: She's like that one "threatening positivity" post: you will feel better, you have no choice >:)". the Love square between her and Tigress is real also. In fight she's like those really annoying spell casters that hypnotize your party members.

Miss Hound: When Sabrina transforms she just goes full Chloe! All the years of being mistreated come out as her being 10× meaner than any other hero! Miss Hound dodges a villains attack? "And thats why your useless, utterly useless!" She and Vesperia are besties!

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vctrvn-ls · 9 months

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An Effort at Romance ☕️ | Kenny | ☕️

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warnings: language

wordcount: 1.3k

summary: a little short in which you tried to do a small romantic gesture that ended up flopping because of the weather

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It was a cold summer day in London.

About 15 degrees (celsius), but that's besides the point. The point was that you were standing at the bus stop, drenched and shivering.

There really was no point in standing under the bus shelter because you were already dripping wet, soaking, you swore you heard your socks squealching every time you moved your toes.

Anyway, why were you standing wet next to a bus stop and not dry inside an Uber?

Romance.

If you could call it that, more like failed romance, or an effort at it.

What you wanted to do was meet up with your boyfriend after work. His boxing gym was as he said "A ten minute walk down the street," which it wasn't. You ended up getting lost and as you picked up your phone it died right in your hands (tragic).

To make things worse it had started raining and now the only way to get home was by public transport.

Your mood was ruined. You felt angry, embarrassed and like a total loser, and you knew Kenny would laugh in your face for hours after finding out the whole story, he knew you hated the soppy lovebird things that would usually bring smiles to other couples when the gestures were done.

You were just a little…different (is what he guessed)

Fast forward two hours, it was 11:40pm and you were finally in the front yard of your house, walking down the little paved path that had streams of water running on it.

It was still raining, only now the wind was blowing like crazy. You saw that the lights in the living room as you struggled to open the door with slippery hands.

As the lock clicked you sighed and opened the door, stumbling in and closing it behind you.

You were so busy looking down at the puddle that you were creating under your feet, that you hadn't even noticed Kenny's presence.

You put your bag down and looked up "Oh my god!" You jolted, caught off guard by his appearance.

"Where the hell were you?" He walked over, pulling you into a rather aggressive hug. You furrowed your eyebrows, slowly putting your wet hands onto his back while listening to him talk behind you.

"I called you like a hundred times! I called your friends from work, even your boss!" He pulled away, revealing his worried expression, eyebrows knitted as he fixed his glasses like the adorable nerd he was.

"I-I-uuuhhh." You didn't know what to say. You were stunned by Kenny's reaction, you definitely weren't expecting him to worry out of all things.

"You're all wet now." You pointed to his grey sweater that now had and imprint of you.

"I don't care, where were you? I swear to god I almost lost my mind a-and the scary thing was that I didn't even know where to go to find you."

"Long story." You simply stated, giving him a crooked smile. Kenny rolled his eyes before hugging you again "Idiot." He mumbled.

You smiled to yourself, rubbing his back.

"You better tell me everything after you shower." He let you go.

"Yeah, yeah ok. You could…just join me." You grin suggestively, taking his hand.

"No." He said unenthusiastically.

"Wow that must've really fucked up your mind." You groaned, annoyed, before kicking off your shoes.

"I'm gonna make you something warm to drink before you get sick." He helped you take off your coat and blazer.

"Fine, fine. Throw these in the washing too."

He watched you slip out of your skirt and blouse right in front of him.

"Change your mind about the shower yet?" You smirked, seeing his eyes glued onto you.

"No." He took a sharp breathe in, fighting himself as he blinked and tore his eyes off of you, heading for the laundry.

"Hey Kenny I hope you don't mind me stealing your clothes," you say as you jog down the stairs and pull on his black Champion sweatshirt.

"No." You hear him call out from the kitchen as you hopped onto the couch "Wait which one?"

"Uuhhhh black crewneck." You respond, reaching for the remote.

"Yeah whatever." He walks in, and hands you a cup of tea.

"Ah," you take it "Thank you. How very British of you." You take a sip, noticing that he had changed too. "Did you load the laundry?" You ask.

"Yeah." He replies, not so confidently.

"Are you sure?"

He nods "So," he shuffles in his position, facing you "Tell me where you've been while I was here shitting bricks." He takes off his glasses and puts them down.

You chuckle "First of all that was very old-man of you."

"What?"

"Taking your glasses off like that, and second of all promise not to laugh and call me an idiot?"

"Uuhhh, yes?"

"Alright, so-"

Five minutes later the house rung with laughter as Kenny rolled around the couch holding onto his sides and howling.

You stared at him with an unamused expression painted on your face, remembering that he promised not to laugh.

Well at least he didn't call you an idiot.

"YOU IDIOT!" He yelped taking a breathe in.

Well there went the other promise.

"Oh fuck you." You crossed your eyebrows and turned to face the tv, folding your arms.

He wheezed beside you, holding on for dear life "I-I'm sorry," he covered his face "No it was really sweet of you." He moved over to you and engulfed you in a hug, tipping you over to the side.

"KEN!" You barked as you felt him falling backwards, with his arms still around you. You fell right onto him while he kept on laughing.

You were scared you had split his ribcage with your shoulder, but clearly he was fine.

"You idiot." He repeated, giving you a tight squeeze "But that was very sweet of you." He kissed your cheek.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever." You shook your head.

"What? You mad at me now?"

You didn't reply.

"Hm?" He gave you another smooch "Are you?" And another one "Babyyy," and one more.

You giggled as he sprinkled your face with kisses while you tried to wriggle out of his embrace.

"Ok, ok, ok," you panted "Stop, stop." He finally let you go and you sat up, fixing your damp hair and rolling your eyes as you noticed him staring at you.

"I love youuu," he sang.

You nodded "Uhuh."

"You have to say it back. The rules of this household." He stated making you chuckle.

"Oh well if it's the rules," you grin "I love you too."

He smiled, nodding in acceptance.

"So what do you wanna watch?" You turned to Kenny as the Netflix logo popped up on the screen.

“I don’t know. I’m kinda tired,” he shrugs.

“Tsk,” you tut, turning off the tv.

“Wha-I mean you can still watch something.”

“Nah but like,” you look up in a shy manner “I wanna spend time with you.”

Kenny genuinely smiles, tilting his head and feeling warm and fuzzy on the inside. Even if your efforts at a romantic gesture failed, he still felt wanted around you, despite you pretending to be all prickly.

“Cmere,” he spreads his arms out and you suppress a smile as you shuffle over to him, laying your back on his chest as he curls his arms around you from behind.

“How’d training go?” You look up.

He nods “Good.”

“Did you eat anything?”

He shook his head “You know I don’t eat after.”

You frown “So confusing, first you eat a lot then you don’t eat at all. You’re getting thinner by the day.”

He chuckled “You sound like mum.”

“Yeah cause she’s right!”

“Ok, ok. It’s complicated. There’s a period where I need to eat a lot and a period where I should be careful of what I’m eating. Doesn’t mean I don’t .”He says as a matter-of-fact-ly.

“Can’t wait for that to be over.”

“What? Whyyy? I look great.” He laughs.

“We can’t eat out, you’re always tired and sometimes your mood is so shit I’m scared to even talk to you.” You make a very valid point.

“Uuuhhh,” Kenny had no arguments against your statement.

“Exactly. Besides you know you always look good.”

He smiles, but sighs, laying his cheek on the top of your head.

“You gonna sleep right here?” You joke.

“Yeah maybe.” He grins.

“Oh, Ken.” You shake your head.

#beta squad #king kenny #youtube #niko omilana #aj shabeel #chunkz #sharky

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rainykthebroken · 3 months

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Love on a silver screen (link)

When Taranza had agreed to have a movie night with the magician, he hadn't imagined that it would provoke such infatuation in Magolor. He found it hard to understand why Magolor seemed so excited at the prospect, given that he and Marx were used to movie marathons until dawn.

What's more, the Floralian wasn't much of a cinephile, and he feared he might not be the most receptive person. Added to this was the fact that Taranza was an early sleeper. What if he didn't like the film? What if he fell asleep before the end? Magolor would surely be upset!

Fortunately, the Halcadran had quickly dispelled his fears. Whether he liked the film or not, the important thing was to spend an evening together, and Taranza was all for that.

He'd only been officially a couple for a few weeks, so the two lovebirds were still finding it slightly difficult to acclimatize to this new part of their lives.

Despite having spent much of his life imagining himself at Joronia's side, and having consummated a multitude of romance stories, Taranza found himself intimidated now that he was actually in a relationship. Spending these days with Magolor was great, but Taranza was still a little nervous of not being able to live up to someone so great. Ironically enough, the other magician felt the same way.

After a day of wandering around Dream Land and having one of those candlelit dinners Taranza loved so much, Magolor had hurried to get everything ready.

The spider was admittedly pretty tired, but watching his boyfriend go out of his way to make their night unforgettable once again had immediately put him back in the mood. There was something endearing about seeing him like this, the usual polite and ceremonial mask coming off to reveal his passionate side. He loved the "cool Magolor" as much as the "nerd Magolor", and watching him muddle through his various CDs while monologuing about the cultural impact of these films made his heart warm all over again.

Taranza had never needed to remember why he'd fallen in love with the feline, but seeing him so cheerful and enthusiastic could have triggered another love at first sight.

After inserting the disc and switching on the large flat screen, Magolor asked Lor to turn off the lights. Soon, the two magicians were snuggled under large blankets on their sofa.

From what Magolor had told him, Taranza was about to watch a masterpiece of cinema that the inter-dimensional pilot had found himself in the rubble of an ancient world forgotten on an old voyage. He couldn't stop talking about his admiration for his favorite film, which made the arachnid chuckle, finding it simply adorable. Seeing Magolor so open was always a treat.

Finally, explosions covered the screen, startling Taranza who grabbed Magolor's hand. The latter, after a quick tease, kissed the cheek of his "Ranran", which had the effect of darkening his bluish blush.

The rest of the night went according to plan, if not more amazing than Taranza's already high expectations. The drawn style struck a chord with him immediately, and as the minutes ticked by, he found himself more and more invested in the plot. With his eyes riveted and one of his hands still entangled with one of Magolor's, the bowl of popcorn quickly emptied.

If Magolor was casting small glances in his direction to assure himself of his comfort, his apprehension diminished as the movie progressed. His snide comments during certain cheesy scenes, as if in fear that Taranza would look down on him for liking what some considered a children's cartoon, also became increasingly rare. Soon enough, they were lying silently against each other, enjoying this little moment of happiness together.

It wasn't until the credits that Taranza remembered that there was a world beyond the one in the film, and that a weight had settled on his right shoulder. With some embarrassment, he realized that he had completely disregarded his surroundings, and even more so the handsome guy with whom he shared the sofa. He now felt all too well the absence of his fingers intertwined with his.

Slowly turning his head to thank Magolor for this incredible night, Taranza's heart nearly leapt out of his chest. His beloved kitty was no longer standing beside him...

He was literally sleeping against him!

Magolor rested his head against his shoulder, his arms wrapped around his. In a deep sleep, the love of his life emitted a little snore that could have melted him on the spot.

And by the stars, was it a light purr he was emitting?!

Taranza tensed, however, as he noticed that the pilot's hood had fallen back, revealing his scars. He wasn't sure if this was deliberate, and he knew how much Magolor hated showing them. Even if he had revealed them to Taranza before, they normally remained constantly concealed beneath the garment. It broke the Floralian's heart a little to know that Magolor thought he'd look at him differently if he left his wounds exposed for too long, but Taranza was willing to sacrifice the sight of his beautiful hair if it made him feel more at ease.

Taranza tried to stand up to give Magolor more room, but Magolor unconsciously pulled out his claws, determined not to let go of his substitute cuddly toy.

Taranza felt a little conflicted. This would be the first time he and Magolor had really slept together, and he wondered if he was ready to take the plunge.

Glancing again at his boyfriend, a smile formed on his face. It was so strange to see Magolor like this, so vulnerable, so peaceful, so happy. He'd let his guard down, fallen asleep in his presence, all because Magolor trusted him.

Taranza doubted that he would ever receive a greater honor in his life.

He quickly sat up again, taking care not to disturb Magolor, before curling up against him. There was a slight hesitation, then Taranza leaned towards his companion's head before placing a delicate kiss on it. Embracing him in their cocoon of sheets, the gardener murmured gentle words of comfort.

"Good night, my beautiful cosmic prince. Sweet dreams."

And with that, Taranza joined Magolor in the land of dreams, each eager to wake up in the other's arms.

#kirby fanfic #taranza #magolor #magoranza #taranzalor #taranzolor #a small gift from me during wait for Chapter 8 #my challenge was writting a story in less than 2 hours #Hope you like it (and yes the title is really bad)

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stoopid-turtle · 9 months

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Consuming Candies Pt. 1: GG and DD are le Gay

Everything is fake. I make up stuff for fun. Do not believe a word of it.

Intro post for this series

I'm a nerd so I feel I need to asterisk just about anything. Basically, this is my list of moments/candies that cemented for me a few things: 1) DD is hella gay; 2) GG is some flavor of gay; 3) that GGDD definitely had a thing around the time of the TU filming; 4) that they're still together.

1 and 2 are needed to establish 3 and, unless you go for a very different timeline than other turtles, 3 is needed to establish 4.

Such. A. Nerd.

I divided this up into 2 posts because I'm incredibly long-winded.

So, #1: DD is incredibly incredibly gay. There is no doubt in my mind. Here's why, in order with the most convincing moments first. Once I accepted these, the following points were easier to wrap my head around.

a) DD checked out another guy's ass at the Tencent Awards Night and exclaimed "Handsome" to his co-star.

Just what it says on the tin. I've watched these 5 seconds over and over, and I can't wrap my head around any other explanation. The man passes by, DD's eyes clearly sweep down, then he says "Shuai!" I'm usually skeptical of lip-readings, but this is unmistakable.

I put this as the most convincing for me because it's not a bts, there's no need for fanservice, it's an official stream of a video and there is literally no other way to interpret this. It's incredibly blatant. He's into men (and, notably, his co-star in LoF is clearly in the know since he makes the comment to her).

(Honestly, it makes me a little uncomfortable, because I've noticed DD has started covering his mouth when speaking to companions at public events, presumably so that fans can't try to read his lips. I'm sure he did not expect that ass-ogle to be noticed by anyone)

b) "I'm not talking about WWX, I'm talking about XZ." I discussed this in my turtle origin story, but this moment in the bts really knocked me over the head with that fact that DD was outright hitting on XZ. There was no way to interpret this as them joking around with the fact that their characters were in a BL relationship (a la the director referring to them as "lovebirds" or someone on the crew calling xz DD's "wife"). DD straight up flirts with GG. Gets turned down because the phrase he used was taken the wrong way. Then calls him "beautiful" (or "fairy-like"). When GG rejects this as not fitting WWX, DD just clarifies that he's talking about XZ not WWX. (Which, wow, what a line. DD is bold)

There's no het explanation for that moment, unless you want to posit that there was an intentional fabrication of fanservice (I address that issue elsewhere).

Add this on top of DD's other comments to XZ, calling him "erotic", asking for kisses, asking for him to sleep with him, declaring his love. A lot of this is joking around, but there's a safety in joking around when you're flirting with someone you like. You can retreat to the joke if they don't like it.

But this moment isn't even a joke. It's sincere. DD's flirting the fuck with GG.

It's not even hard to believe coming off a). DD is clearly into men. GG is very charismatic and seems to attract the attention of just about everybody who meets him (I get serious There's Something about Mary vibes from him sometimes in how people talk about him) (I am old. My references are old). Is it so hard to think that DD would shoot his shot?

He's on a cast with the guy, playing the love interest. They get along incredibly well. DD has a pretty high opinion of himself, to say the least. I'm not at all surprised he'd make a go for it.

There are several moments in the bts where GG teases DD for sending memes of himself (only the handsome ones) or sending (again, handsome) selfies of himself. It is funny, but it also strikes me as someone trying to get some reaction from his crush. It feels a little awkward to have GG openly teasing him about it but DD gets his revenge by showing off the pouty photo of GG, so he clearly managed to deal with it. (And GG clearly agrees that DD is handsome, so DD's text campaign worked)

c) The Nike rainbow shoes and ice cream.

Honestly, I wouldn't have this on here except for this post by potteresque-ire here on tumblr. Within the context in China at the time, and with the response DD received from his fans, it's clear that the rainbow Nikes + Ben & Jerry's were meaningful to DD. It's a shame that the political situation with Nike later required him to fall in line with the CCP and remove it, but I trust potteresque on the context that this post was a Big Deal.

d) His involvement with TU.

I've heard mixed things about the expectations for TU at the time of casting. The landscape for BL was rocky and the production company was unproven, but it was recognized that MDZS was a huge IP and so there was a chance that it could be a gigantic hit. There was also an equal risk that it would completely flop or not be allowed to air. Still, there's a fantastic interview with the non-GGDD cast of TU where the interviewer asks them if they knew that TU was going to be so big. There's a moment of awkward silence until somebody (I think WZC) just says, "No."

My understanding is that WYB was the biggest star they got on the cast. He had other opportunities, no doubt some that were more promising and that didn't result in him losing the support of his homophobic fans. But DD put his hat in the ring anyway.

Why? Maybe he wanted to roll those dice to see if he could sign on to something that would be huge. But he's also gay, and there's every possibility that he just wanted to act in a gay romance.

(This is putting aside some of the speculation that DD and GG knew each other or were even dating prior to casting.)

I bet he saw it as a rare opportunity to play a (censored) gay character, and he was willing to lose fans to do so (much like with the Nike post). DD is bold.

I go into this more when I talk about GG.

(Also, I don't know if he specifically went in for the LWJ role or if, like literally everybody else on that cast, he was trying to get the role of Xue Yang (srsly, what's up with this???), or if he just kept his options open)

e) He has no interest in women.

Just because a guy likes men doesn't mean he also doesn't like women. Except with DD, he seems to have 0 interest in women. At first, I could chalk this up to him being shy, not having much experience around girls, etc. But after a certain point, his clear disinterest has to be taken in consideration with his overt flirtiness and enthusiasm about men.

Basically, he doesn't have a problem with women. They're just not his focus in life or love. He doesn't light up around women. He lights up around men. I know this is real subjective, and that displeases my nerd heart, so the other points matter too, but this is really the heart of things. DD isn't interested in women.

Add onto this some implications he's made that he is...um...not sexually frigid (I tried to find this clip and was unsuccessful. Ah well.) and...well, you can't be shy with women and still be a horndog Leo if you're straight. That horndog energy is being directed somewhere else.

In sum, DD is just really, really gay. Don't hit me with those, "But his hobbies are so dudely" nonsense. Go meet some actual gay guys, list out their hobbies, then get back to me. DD. Is. Gay. Full stop.

#2. GG is some flavor of gay.

GG's always the more puzzling one. DD is so...loud and unapologetic. GG plays close to the vest.

I'm struck by some screenshots I saw of his university peers gossiping about him back in those days. People explicitly said he wasn't gay, so if GG was out back then, he was only out to a few people.

He came from a traditional family, and I get the vibe he was incredibly nervous at the idea of entering a gay relationship. I doubt he "didn't realize" he was gay until he met DD, because I think even the scaredest, most closeted person knows on some level that they're gay. But I think GG might have been set to remain in the closet for the long-haul.

There's an interview of GG done while filming where he's asked about DD (he smiles real big and it's really sweet). He gives the usual response of DD being slow to warm up to people, but when he's asked about his current impression, he exclaims that DD is "a lunatic" (I laugh every time I watch that). Then he comments that DD isn't scared to be "unconventional".

I can't say for certain, but it feels like it's in part a reference to DD being more bold with his sexual orientation. GG keeps things more buttoned up and close to his chest, but he clearly finds DD's lunacy appealing as he signed onto it.

Honestly, GG is hard for me to get a read on. When I see DD outside of the UT bts, I can see the continuity in his personality. I mean, yeah, everything's turned up to 11 in the UT bts because he's clearly infatuated with GG. But he's still a gremlin outside of the bts, just in a more subdued and less targeted way.

With GG, I struggle sometimes to see the continuity between his personality in the bts and his personality outside it (the wig doesn't help with this. it makes him look like a different person). Granted, I haven't delved into his solo work near as much as I have for DD (and, notably, he doesn't seem to do as much unscripted stuff as DD), but he strikes me as a person who is very adept at code-switching depending on the situation. DD is DD is DD, 24/7. GG is more adaptive to his surroundings.

I imagine that's one of the things that drew GG to DD (beyond the massive flirt-campaign...I mean, who could resist DD when he's going so freaking hard for it?).

Do I think GG's attracted to women? Honestly, not sure. I've not seen enough of his interactions with women or his history with women to say (I've spent way more time with DD outside of TU than GG). But I'm pretty sure he's attracted to men for these reasons:

a) His ideal life painting.

Put aside all the other interpretations people have for that. Just the fact that his ideal life included one (1) other person and that that person is a man is significant.

Admittedly, I don't know the background of the painting. It was used in an ad campaign, and if you watch the full video that showed the painting, the cat and bike elements are shown as inspired by stuff GG saw in a walk. I'm not sure how much creative control he had over the whole thing, and I've not been able to find anything in English about it.

But assuming that he had the freedom to paint his genuine ideal life, or at least enough of it to be the one to choose having a man in there (and why would the hotel specifically ask for a male companion in the painting?), then there's no het explanation for that. GG's ideal life is to be at the beach with his cat and another man.

b) When he wore Pride shoes to an interview.

Not just something that incidentally had a rainbow pattern. Straight-up Pride merch.

IME, allies don't wear Pride merch. Any ally I know who wears Pride merch will eventually come out as LGBT+ at some point. If you wear Pride merch, you're gay. (That's the rule)

Okay, more seriously. I grew up in the grimmer days of the 90s and 00s in US South, before rainbow-washing was profitable and before most studios felt comfortable showing even the slightest amount of gay relationships. Back when wearing a rainbow was a serious statement that would attract notice and might get you beat up (I had multiple friends who were physically attacked. I avoided it bc I am a trickster a bisexual and therefore invisible). Back then, the only people who wore Pride merch were actually gay. I can't think of any exceptions.

Later, as the situation for LGBT+ folks improved in the US (let's put aside the anxiety of the current anti-trans wave), I have seen a couple self-identified allies who wear Pride merch. But in every case, that ally eventually came out as gay. The "ally" label was a useful stopping place in their comfort with being openly gay.

Things may be different in China. I think in some ways, it probably resembles the way things were when I grew up--before gay marriage was legal and when the majority of people expressed disgust with gay people. On the other hand, the homophobia of the US has a strong religious element that doesn't seem to be present in China.

But all that regardless, wearing Pride merch is meaningful. Even now in the US, when rainbows are everywhere. It's definitely meaningful in China, where same-sex relationships are censored in the media.

c) I've discussed DD's overt flirting already, but another part of that "I'm not talking about WWX, I'm talking about XZ" video that struck me was GG's response.

He smiles, crinkles his nose, and shyly looks down. This is such a classic "I'm being flirted with and I'm into it" response (shy-person flavor). No straight guy would react to DD flirting with him like that. That reaction only makes sense if XZ is into being flirted with by men, DD in this case.

d) The BDSM conversation in the cave, complete with GG making an obscene, um, tongue gesture.

I'm trying my best to picture this as a conversation between 2 straight guys, and I'm failing here. The whole conversation is gay. Add in the literal tongue in cheek and it's incredibly flirty and suggestive. Like with C, GG's responses are just...not straight. They only make sense in a flirty context, and not one that's playing with them acting as Wangxian.

e) His involvement in TU.

This follows what I wrote for DD above. XZ was not as big a name as DD was at the time, so he was a relative unknown trying out for a role (for Xue Yang's role, specifically) on a show that may never air.

GG likely didn't have as many options open to him as DD at that time, so you could try to argue that he was just trying out for as many roles as he could.

But honestly, I think anybody who signed onto TU has higher than average odds of being LGBTQ+ themselves. Think about it. If you're queer and in the industry, you have few to no opportunities to play a role that reflects your relationships. You have few opportunities to work on a set that is overtly okay with same-sex relationships (at least, of the fictional variety).

You hear that a BL novel is being adapted and while you know BL novels are mainly for straight women, it's still gonna be a gay romance. Maybe your only chance at being involved in filming a gay romance. Of course you're going to want to be in on that.

Being in the closet sucks. Not being able to be yourself fully sucks. Back when I was a gay teen in the 90s-00s, I would just look up photos of girls kissing online (not porn. just kissing) just because I never saw that and it fed something inside of me that was missing. A part of me that was never reflected back at me. I ached for more lesbian relationships in TV and books, and I watched so many shitty movies/tv shows just because there were lesbians in it.

The media landscape is much better now here in the US, but when I think about how queer folk in the industry in China might feel, I think back to myself as a younger queer lady bursting at the seams to immerse myself in a world that actually had a space carved for me.

So yeah, being on the UT, in of itself, is a signal to me. It doesn't mean that everybody involved with it was gay. But I do think that it means that the odds of any particular person being gay is higher than in a non-BL production.

Admittedly, there's no way to prove this, and who knows? Maybe gay men would be less likely to want to work on a BL production because of the strained relationship between gay men and the boy-love genre. But I kinda doubt that because when your relationships are censored, you'll latch onto anything you can get that even resembles them. I watched countless anime made for horny fanboys because they had lesbians in them. I watched, literally, anything, no matter who created it. I know other gay girls who watched lesbian porn of the type made by and for straight men because they just wanted to see their own desires reflected at them, even if the reflection was a little wonky.

And that's just with watching media. Signing up to act in a project means you also get to connect with other people who are hypothetically okay with gay relationships. Who might even be gay, themselves. Fuck yeah, you're gonna leap on that.

So, yeah. This point is the last for both DD and GG but it's important because it establishes how I think about the production of TU. If the set had more gay cast/crew given the subject matter of the show, is it really so far-fetched that some people would hook up? Or start a relationship?

Once I convinced myself that GG and DD are some flavor of gay, the rest wasn't hard to buy into at all. But that's for the next post. :)

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