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streaminn · 1 year

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The streamer Enid au

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Wednesday Addams sighted in San Francisco!

After the recent hit on her latest book: Viper de la Muerte: Lunal Curse, Wednesday Addams mentioned going off the grid for personal reasons. A hiatus from our so studious author? More likely than you think!

But what people definitely didn't think would happen is to see her out in and about in the streets of San Francisco. No one has been able to reach out as to why specifically she is in such a sunny place but the tall figure she was with might just give a hint! Several witnesses have mentioned them being rather close and isn't that so shocking from the usually touch averse writer of gore?

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#wenclair #enid sinclair #streamer enid au #Wednesday adams #Writing #If you want to be a name in chat you can :) I'll see abt adding yall as a donor or someone posting in Twitter HAHAHA

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pinkykats-place · 1 year

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Quirkless Midoriya x Pro Hero Bakugo

Aged Up BakuDeku

AO3 Fanfic Recommendations

Disclaimers!

None of the stories linked below are mine.

Some contain mature content. Read tags.

Credit to @tilly-toons for the fan art.

Note: If you read any of these stories and like them please let the author know with a kudos and/or comment!

Meet You There by FlareLunari

Summary: Izuku is ecstatic when he's invited to HeroCon to talk about his quirk theory book. Even though he himself is quirkless, he never let go of his nerdy tendencies when it came to heroes. A wardrobe malfunction forces him to borrow his friend's clothes, even though he's mortified.

Katsuki doesn't even want to listen to this lame ass speech, but his fellow pro heroes don't let him leave. Little does he know he's in for the surprise of a lifetime, because that nerdy professor speaking? That's his fucking childhood friend he used to bully. And damn if he didn't grow up hot. Too bad he probably hates his guts.

Complete | 4 Chapters

Rated - Explicit

The Secretary by @mikacrispy

Summary: Izuku works on her dream job. She's a secretary at Miruko's agency and, not only she meets many amazing heroes, but she also helps them perform their duties.

Everything is perfect until her strained childhood friend Dynamight starts working at her agency...

Complete | 7 Chapters | Trans Deku

Rated - Explicit

Home by xRachii

Summary: After a few months of dating, Katsuki had convinced Izuku to move in with him and it was the best decision of his life. While he was happy being the number one hero, coming home to Izuku waiting for him with a bright smile completely changed his outlook on life. He now understood what his mom had said to him as he got older: “While it might be nice out there saving and changing the world, nothing could ever beat coming home to someone you love, Katsuki. That’s how I feel every time I come home to your father. He is love, safety, and he is also home. I hope you will be able to find your home some day.”

{One Shot}

Rated - General Audiences

The Number One Prize by The_Last_Swablu

Summary: Kacchan is the world's number one hero. He's stronger than anyone, the envy of heroes and hero wannabe's across the globe. He also happens to be in possession of something else many envy: the world's number one wife: Midoriya Izuku.

{One Shot}

Rated - Explicit

Secret Fan by RadPax

Summary: Bakugou Katsuki was now Japan's #1 Pro Hero, he just got off of work and was looking through twitch to find something to watch to keep himself awake for a few hours.

That is until he sees a cute guy with beautiful sea green hair, and emerald eyes talking about heroes.

So what if Katsuki dropped the guy some money, and so what if he was accidentally developing a crush on the guy.

This was fine.

Its fine.

After all its not like the guy is gonna send Katsuki a message-

Oh no, is that a notification sound?

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AU Where Izuku is quirkless and a twitch streamer and Katsuki has to keep his identity as DynaMight hidden while the two slowly develop feelings for the other.

Complete | 13 Chapters

Rated - Mature

slow show by rulesforlovers

Summary: He wondered what Izuku thought of the moving scenery, if it felt familiar or not, or if it was a world of both to him. He with his mother had moved overseas, the tenants of his complex said. That was around Katsuki's second year of high school.

Katsuki's turning thirty in a few months.

(-sometimes, sometimes Katsuki wished he'd had done things differently when he was a brat. But the young asshole had been egoistic, fearing failure, fearing what he did not understand, fearing what cog would not fit in his version of the world.)

{One Shot}

Rated - Mature

Toy-cchan! by TurtleExplodes

Summary: Quirkless fanboy Deku gives in and buys himself a Pro Hero Dynamight themed sex toy, just to relive some stress (and totally not because he’s still in love with his now super attractive childhood friend). He and the blond haven’t crossed paths since middle school so there was nothing to worry about, but that all changes when the burly hero comes banging at his door one afternoon.

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OR Quirkless twink Deku gets his pussy pounded by buff as fuck Pro Hero Dynamight.

{One Shot}

Rated - Explicit

twin stars by TheFifthCharmedOne

Summary: “Well, my ideal partner would be intelligent, kind, friendly, attractive, charismatic…” Izuku bit his lip harshly, trying not to be disappointed, as none of those things described him. “They’d also be a big fan of All Might, flexible enough to handle my hectic schedule, okay with spicy food, enjoy casual nights in rather than fancy restaurants…”

Wait.

What.

{One Shot}

Rated - Mature

Be Grateful by MnstrCutie

Summary: Izuku is discovered by a familiar face and after years of living on the run, alone and hurt and fearful, he's given the opportunity to change all of that. He accepts and he's very grateful.

{One Shot}

Rated - Explicit

Sero’s New Guy by @mikacrispy

Summary: Sero has a new guy. Katsuki falls in love with the guy.

Or: Katsuki struggles with falling in love with his friend's date.

Or: Izuku is a ray of sunshine who conquers the heart of the whole Bakusquad.

Complete | 10 Chapters | Chubby Deku

Rated - Explicit

Sweetness by Mikacrispy

Summary: Pro Hero Bakugou Katsuki changes his working hours for the graveyard shift and struggles to keep himself awake. Lucky for Bakugou, the heavens send him an angel in the form of a sexy barista with the chubby cheeks of cherub and a fat ass made by God himself. Now, talking to Deku is the best part of Ground Zero's night.

Complete | 2 Chapters | Chubby Deku

Rated - Explicit

The nightclub by @silverynight

Summary: From the shadows, someone knocks the man out.

Izuku recognizes the hero suit even before the blond walks into the light completely. Dynamight is a lot taller in person.

"Sorry to steal all the fun, but I got really pissed at him," he huffs, grimacing at the unconscious man on the ground before smirking at Izuku. "You were handling it pretty well... for a nerd."

He adds the last bit after noticing Izuku's All Might shirt...

"Thank you, Dynamight," Izuku mumbles then, feeling himself blush. The truth is that he's one of his favorite pro heroes, but he's not going to say that to him. Not after being called nerd.

One Shot | Strangers au

Rated - Teen & Up

Actions Speak Louder by TsunaidaMay

Summary: When Bakugou Katsuki meets Midoriya Izuku at a Pro Hero fan-event, he's intrigued by the intricate way Izuku's hands move, emphasizing every word and phrase. After another chance meeting, Katsuki will soon come to learn that sometimes, actions speak louder than words.

Complete | 15 Chapters | Strangers AU

Rated - Explicit

Let Me Assist You Personally by Seeress

Summary: Izuku is long-suffering Personal Assistant to #1 Pro Hero Dynamight.

Dynamight can't keep a PA to save his career. They all quit crying after a few days weeks. Enter: Izuku—with enough money problems to brave the jaws of the cranky beast. Childhood friend turned glorified paid slave. Somehow it all works out.

‘Kill them with kindness’, his mom had told him once. If that were true, Bakugou Katsuki would be stone-cold dead by now.

Complete | 4 Chapters

Rated - Teen & Up

Hikikomori by Mikacrispy

Summary: In Izuku's home, Katsuki found his safe space. Maybe that's why Izuku can't leave.

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Or: Izuku is a shut-in who doesn't leave his home. Katsuki is married to his job as a hero. They're both hurting but they heal each other.

Complete | 5 Chapters

Rated - Explicit

The Scoop by MJBunnyLuv

Summary: Izuku Midoriya...

Quirkless ✅

Nerd ✅

Award Winning Journalist ✅

Completely enthralled by heroes and everything they do, Izuku has made it his life's mission to show everyone exactly who these icons are behind the costumes. From battling stereotypes to giving heroes a chance to be silly and let loose a bit, Izuku covers it all. He's made some friends in the community, interviewed some of his biggest idols, and even accepted awards he never thought he'd win. But there's one interview he's been avoiding ever since he came on the scene...Dynamight -AKA Katsuki Bakugou- his childhood friend turned bully, and newly named Number 1 Hero. Surely, Izuku can avoid him forever, right?

Incomplete | 12/? Chapters

Rated - Teen & Up

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twpsyn-who · 2 years

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I have two posts about an Youtuber Stranger Things AU in my draft, but I kinda need to make this post first to give people some CONTEXT so here we are.

[They're aged up, so that the kids are 18 now]

- The Hellfire Club is formed of Eddie, Jeff, Gareth and Ben (because that's usually the name I use for the unnamed freak) ; four best friends who has been to school together and choose to live in the same house after graduating. They were initially doing that to keep the band together, but Ben and Jeff got into gaming + streaming in their free time and somehow they got Gareth and Eddie into it. By the time Among Us got popular they already had a strong fan base : both for their careers as streamers and musical artists who are recording shit from their house's basement. The name of their group is the same as the one of their DnD Club in high school.

- The Party is formed of Mike, Dustin, Will and Lucas. They started by playing Minecraft at 16 ; at first it was only clips on YouTube that the kids thought were funny and after they got a bit of attention they got into streaming.

- Steve Harrington is not a gamer. He streams the places he's traveling to ; it started as Steve wishing to share the experience with Robin and ended up with him streaming it so he wouldn't feel so alone while visiting the world. Everyone could tell he got happier once the kids got into his streams.

- Nancy Wheeler is also not a gamer. She makes videos on YouTube of criminal cases either solved or unsolved. Jonathan helps with the visuals of the video and the editing. Is a hobby more than anything for them. They only play Among Us from time to time, when the kids don't have enough players for a lobby (thought you might find Nancy playing scary games from time to time, thought she usually doesn't stream it ; you can see her in other's streams)

- Robin sometimes shows up in Steve's videos. Some still think they are dating despite Robin's big ass lesbian pin on her clothes.

They all meet via Among Us, when Eddie made a lobby with the Hellfire Club and invited the Party to their lobby because he thought they would get along. And they did. There were many disscussions online of them joining the Hellfire Club, but there were two criteria for joining : playing DnD (which the kids did and they were very excited to get to play with the Hellfire guys) and being metalheads (which neither of them was and only Mike gave any indication of liking that kind of music). Eddie commented during stream once that he would have liked for them to join, but the rules are the rules (which were made specially to stop Eddie from inviting his crushes in their group)

Little fun facts from the Among Us games :

× At the beginning Will used to cover for Mike A LOT during games. That's how the whole simping thing began.

× Mike is the worst impostor.

× One game Dustin got impostor five times in a row and won all the games (he got carried in two of them by Will and Jeff respectively, but a win is a win)

× The first time they played together, Eddie made sure to always kill Steve first. He thought it was funny and it was a little payment for stealing Dustin. It made Steve really sad and it was a big drama over it until Eddie discord called the dude and explained himself. Now they are simping for each other every game and everyone (loves) hates it.

× Nancy always got the impostors right, but she usually keeps quite useless asked for information as to not steal the fun of the game

× Jonathan is a really good impostor, which makes him the first suspect every game. God knows how many times they voted him off thinking he was playing them when he actually was chilling doing wires the whole game.

× You guys know that game were Sykkuno got impostor and Dream & Corpse simped for him? (Link here for visuals) That but it was Steve and Eddie simping for Dustin.

#stranger things youtuber au #stranger things #eddie munson #stranger things gareth #stranger things jeff #stranger things hellfire club #steve harrington #robin buckley #nancy wheeler #jonathan byers #will byles #mike wheeler #lucas sinclair #dustin henderson

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atalossofwords · 8 days

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YOU TASTE THE SILVER - IvanTill WIP (Part 2)

Part two of the streamer/sugar daddy AU! This is Ivan's POV, and we get to see a little more of Till's chat. For reasons unknown I ended up coming with a little backstory info on all of Till's regular chatters.

part one

Ivan has a day off, finally, and normally he wouldn't be awake at this time on his day off.

But today is also a Till Streaming Day (capital letters required), so he's awake and drinking coffee his assistant bought him, Till's waiting screen mirrored into his TV as he reads over his newest script. Of course, the moment Till's face comes into view, Ivan gives up any pretence of working.

"Hey, everyone." He says, waving to the camera. Ivan checks the chat on his phone, something warm in his chest as greetings pour in. Is it a little ridiculous that he's proud of someone who doesn't know he exists? Probably, but Ivan was one of the first 100 subscribers, he's allowed to feel proud of the hundreds of viewers actively chatting.

Till does his usual routine, greeting viewers and talking about his day, no fake enthusiasm or playing into the chat's taste; he talks as if they're all friends, as if there's no need to pamper his viewers.

He talks about how he ate a very weird coconut muffin for breakfast, about how his brother is home today and made a frappuccino for them both, comments on a few viewers' chatter.

Finally, he claps his hands, as if he needs to call attention back to him.

"So, today I'm going to unbox everything you guys sent for my PO box. There was so much! Thank you. It's closed for now, but I'll probably do this again someday, if you guys want me to." He looks off to the side, rolling his eyes at someone else. Ivan barely has the time to get curious and jealous before he looks back at the camera. "My brother wanted to make sure everything was safe to show on stream, and that all the snacks were safe to keep out of the fridge, so he already checked everything. I've no idea what it is, though."

The chat seems to have no problem with it, the majority of it talking about how thoughtful he is, how they want a brother like that. Ivan quickly reports the members being bitchy with a few clicks before the realization hits that Till's brother saw his package.

That is quickly followed by the realization that Till is not using his usual double auricle studs. No, today he has on two simple hoops, shining new and silver.

He has Ivan's gift on.

Ivan may be having a heart attack.

(Truth be told, he'd almost forgotten he bought those. He was listening to Till's stream as he strolled a mall in Switzerland, on break from filming, and Till commented he wished he could switch his piercings, since they were so old. He didn't comment on what he wanted, instead helping a viewer decide between a helix or a spider bites.

Ivan took a detour from his clothes shopping, spent far too long looking at the selection on the jewellery store, and picked the prettiest ones he could find before heading back to his hotel room and collapsing for four hours before filming began at 5am the other day.

He only remembered them a month later, when Till said he'd be opening his PO box. He didn't have piercings, his agency would kill him, so he might as well send them along.)

He hadn't thought Till would actually use them, was the thing. Maybe he'd sell them, make some money off the diamonds. But now Ivan wanted to see Till with all of them, the delicate diamonds shining in a darkened room, the halo of Till's hair reflecting light just as well as the gemstones would.

He watched in a daze as Till opened the packages, thanking viewers and commenting how the items could fit on his set-up, his brother's hand occasionally appearing in-frame to hand over a box or examine something closer.

Ivan almost had his heartbeat under control, back to leaning against his couch, when Till's brother pushed forward a big box. A big box with Ivan's handwriting.

Oh, god.

"And this is from… Navi!" Till says, and if Ivan can trick himself into thinking it's a blush on his face, that's his business. He chanced a glance at the chat.

KIRBY ✔️: of course the big box is from navi. MIZI'S BOOT: look it's the oil tycoon!! TillStepOnMe: OMG WHAT'S ON THAT jiejiehere: ooh rich noona strikes again fiieldofroses: girl are you insisting navi's a girl jiejieshere: no self-respecting boy would send that much money to a male streamer, obvs shes using hyung to deflect KIRBY ✔️: girlie don't make me click this ban button for homophobia

Ivan shakes his head, smiling a little as the chat bickers on. He doesn't really care what people say about him, but he appreciates Kirby's quickly shutting it down. Ivan has no time to be a mod, but Kirby reached out to him in private to reassure Ivan can talk in chat without donations, and that they'd "cut a bitch" if they made Ivan uncomfortable.

NAVI (TILL'S ATM) DONATED $100: Hope you enjoy it, hyung!

On-screen, Till shakes his head. "Navi, you know you don't need to send me anything, right? Thank you, I'm sure I'll like it." He says, apparently absent-mindedly touching the two hoops. Ivan feels butterflies on his stomach. His brother probably took the earrings out of the box so Till could see it in private, which makes Ivan… grateful. He hadn't even thought about the pressure Till would feel to thank him live for such an expensive gift.

Till opens the box, and the first thing out is a series of snacks Ivan collected from all over the world as he travelled for his newest movie. Till makes really, incredibly cute 'ooh' noises, piling them all on his lap.

"Wow, Navi, that's a lot of food. We also got some from other people, do you guys think I should do a mukbang next live?" He asks, tilting his head at the camera.

If Ivan has to watch Till eat for a whole live he thinks he's going to die.

NAVI (TILL'S ATM) DONATED $25: Hyung, you should eat them all on stream and rate them!

KIRBY ✔️: navi buddy that's a great idea sirenren ✔️: ooh mukbang!! do one with fried chicken!! LUKAmysavior: till when are you posting another cover

"Alright, then I'll save them for next live." He grins to the side, and Ivan's heart is about to beat out of his chest, Till looks so good grinning. "Then we can invite my brother's boyfriend and they can help me eat it all."

jiejieshere: oh ew is he gay???? KIRBY ✔️: GIRLIE YOU'RE TESTING ME hyunhyun-ssi: ban 'em kirbs woonie: ooh that's nice!! more people on a mukbang makes it a lot better! bonbon ✔️: sharing food always gives me a good feeling! can't wait for the mukbang! KIRBY ✔️: banned ;)

"Let's see what else is here." He says, rummaging on the box until he comes up with a folded piece of cloth. Till shakes it out, showing off a white pullover sweater. Ivan knows by experience it's very, very soft, and knitted by hand, because he bought it himself. Selfishly, he measured it so it would be more or less his size, in the feeble hope Till would put it on and Ivan could at least have a good idea of what Till would look like with Ivan's clothes.

"Oh wow, this is soft…" He says, wonderingly, running one hand over it.

KIRBY ✔️: do you guys think navi will die if till puts it on woonie: LMAO RIP fiieldofroses: till put it on! bonbon ✔️: Oh that looks knitted! Is it custom? bulletcase: oppa is always cold, that's thoughtful!

"Let's see how it looks." Till says, and pulls off his usual jacket to pull the sweater over his head. Ivan feels his soul leaving his body. "Oh, it feels good." He says, standing up to adjust it.

The sweater isn't big enough that it would give off any sorts of 'boyfriend's clothes' vibes, but Till's shoulders are narrower than Ivan's, and the collar is a little too big, sliding to the side to expose his t-shirt.

Ivan picks his phone on autopilot.

NAVI (TILL'S ATM) DONATED $50: hyung looks good

KIRBY ✔️: LMAO NAVI YOU GOOD? hyunhyun-ssi: GOODBYE NAVI'S GRAMMAR fiieldofroses: till looks so cute <3

Till smiles at the camera, rubbing his fingers over the sweater over and over again. "This is really soft, thank you Navi!"

Ivan's possibly losing his mind.

"Okay, let's see what else is there." He says, sitting back down to pull the last thing from the box; a custom neon sign with Till's channel name, custom-made so it changes colors. Till thanks him again, smiling excitedly about it, and keeps the sweater on for the rest of the stream.

Ivan doesn't send anything else, fixated on how good Till looks, on how happy he is, on how much Ivan wants to make him happier.

The stream goes on for 6 hours, Till opening every package and reading every letter, and even starting to move some things into his setup. The first decoration he puts up is Ivan's neon sign. Ivan has to contain himself from buying a new keyboard when Till shows off his computer and comments how he wishes he'd gotten one with RBGs in it.

He goes to bed that night on cloud nine, warm and relaxed and content.

(He also jerks off into a white sweater he has. It's not the same thing, but he does picture Till beneath him, diamond piercings shining on the moonlight, silver hair a halo around his head.

God, Ivan is so pathetic.)

part three

#writing #wip #ivantill #alien stage #you taste the silver

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patxhwrk · 2 years

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hiii idk if im doing this right but can i req for more reversed aus with kaeya and childe (preferably reversed streamer au bc i <3 them lolz)

Ooh ye alot of people have been requesting the reversed + streamer au and so far im having fun with writing it!

I wasnt sure if you wanted something specific but since i already did general hc, this ome is different

Sorry if it seems too short hehe

-ˋˏ✄— Constellation !

ɴᴏᴡ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ: Kaeya & Childe Getting Your Cons !

Characters: Kaeya Alberich, Tartaglia

Pronouns: they/them

.navigation. // .genshin impact masterlist.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳ Kaeya Alberich | Frostwind Swordsman

He was streaming "spending my life on building Y/n to perfection"

And he ascended you up to level 80 and got the free aquaint fate

Having nothing else to do, he used it on the standard banner

Also because chat kept telling him to do it

Oh look! A four star!

Please don't be the bell

Ok good, it's just Y/n—

HOLY SHIT IT'S Y/N

Kaeya was very estatic and chat could see it

He was shaking and crying

"CHAT!! I KNEW Y/N LOVED ME BACK SEE THEY CAME HOME!!"

He laughs at chat because this was his second Y/n constellation, pulling them on one of his first few wishes

"See, chat, soon they'll be built perfectly and no one's going to make fun of them again."

"...Actually, you know what, chat? I should spend Diluc's money to whale for Y/n."

It would be hard, but anything for a C6 Y/n

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳ Tartaglia | Childe

He was streaming "whaling for Y/n :D"

He spent alot of his money on whaling for you, so you better come home and he better get you seven times without losing a single 50/50 >:(

"Alright chat! Let's start!"

First 10 pull? A five star

"OMG OMG OMG please be Y/n seven times please—"

...

"HAHA hey guys since when was Y/n an electro sword user haha—"

Yeah he lost his 50/50

The next 5 star came sixty pulls later

"YEAAAH MY BABY IS HOME—"

Oh? What's this?

He got you twice on one 10 pull

"YOOOOOOOO"

He wished more, lost his 50/50 a bunch, but eventually managed to achieve C6 Y/n

And a C2 Keqing

"Haha see guys I'm just lucky I didn't whale Y/n just loves me—"

Now time to get your weapon to R5

By whaling

Obviously

—PATCHWRK !

#genshin impact x reader #genshin impact #childe #childe x reader #tartaglia #tartaglia x reader #kaeya #kaeya x reader #kaeya alberich #genshin x gender neutral reader #genshin x gn reader #genshin x male reader #genshin

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areislol · 2 years

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ur streamer au is the best and i love ur writing

can i request childe kaeya diluc (separate) where they're just playing horror games but suddenly the reader just started saying random cuss words in another language (the character didnt know that the reader knows another language)

im so glad that u guys are enjoyed the "streamer! au" series 💗 And this request is amazing!! the language y/n will be cursing in is going to be japanese but please, if you do not like that idea please just imagine that it's in your language! i also apologize if my translations are not accurate. streamer! childe, kaeya, diluc x online friend! reader childe: recommend listening to: love me back - trinidad cardona kaeya: recommend listening to: this love - maroon 5 diluc: recommend listening to: treasure - darari

streamer! childe x online friend! reader • you and childe are like the bestest best of besties. • you and childe both tell each other secrets, even embarrassing moments!! • but childe had never really brought up the topic of language, or just being fluent in another language over all • so when u two are playing a horror game, childe forces you to take one for the team and go in front first, you're ofc mad at childe but you tsk him and eventually agree to go first • the first 3 seconds was fine, until you was met with a tall, lanky and deformed looking monster that wasn't to your liking as you screamed your lungs off and started cursing at who he assumed was the monster: "AH- KUSO KUSO KUSOO" (くそくそくそ)/(or your language if you wish) • while you're trying to fight the monster and obviously failing - childe is just sitting there, not even bothering to help you. all he was thinking about was "what did y/n just say??" or "did i hear that correctly..?" • everyone else was pretty stunned too, you didn't notice however, you was too preoccupied with fighting that god damn monster. • "she speaks __??" "what language is that guys??" • before you could ask childe to help you defeat the monster, childe beats you to it. "uh- hey y/n? how come you never told us about you being able to speak __?" • you stopped fighting and let the monster defeat you, the monster turns towards childe and charges towards him, killing his character in result but childe doesn't care. • "ahaha... what?" "you heard me y/n, everyone did!! now tell me, why didn't you tell us??" now it was your turn to be shocked, was you really into defeating the monster that you was too busy to notice anyone completely shocked?? how could you slip out a word like that? your parents would be so disappointed. (/hj) • you give childe a small smile and respond with a "i guess i just never thought about it. but now you guys know so it's fine right?" • no it's not fine. because every now and then - childe would annoy you by bombarding you with "how do you say__" or "can you say my name in __?" • childe really doesn't want to annoy you but now that you've mentioned that you can speak another language.. he just can't help it! • he loves the way his name sounds coming out of your mouth.(not in a weird way stop.) • he makes you play more horror games, just to keep hearing you scream in fear, agony and disappointment.

streamer! kaeya x online friend! reader • you and kaeya barely play horror games, but recently, ever since you visited kaeya's place - he couldn't help but think about it, he has seen many tiktoks and youtube complications of streamers playing horror games together. • and that just so happens that playing horror games with you was on his list!! • and so you and kaeya set up the game, kaeya went over to this camera and turned everything on and made sure that everything was set. he pressed "stream" and as soon as he did, in a matter or minutes - about 3,000 people had already joined. • he explained to everyone that you and him would be playing a horror game, not only that but he wanted to see your reaction as well. • a few minutes in the game and it was alright, until kaeya had told you that YOU had to go first, as he was "too pretty to play this game" • you roll your eyes and oblige. you take your first step and there was no jumps cares, thank god! a few more other steps, it was fine!! but then, just at the last step - a scary-deformed looking monster appeared. • that sight scared you AND kaeya, while kaeya was screaming - you yelled out "PIECE OF SHIT! KUSO KUSO KUSO! AH WHAT THE FUCKKKKKKK?!"(___!)/(insert your language if you wish) • i think your scream made kaeya's scream even more higher, kaeya took a second to pause and confirm what he heard, he stopped what he was doing and turned to look at the camera, giving the "u guys heard what i heard right?" type of look. • you was still screaming your head off, tears were starting to appear out of the corner of your eyes, that hideous looking monster was really scaring the life out of you. • when you finally calmed down, you turned to look at kaeya and he was already staring at you, "what??" "... y/n- did i hear that right?" • there was a long pause, what did he hear? "uhh, hear what??" • kaeya looked at you in disbelief, did you not remember what you said? or did you say that out of fear on accident? • you tried to remember what you said but nothing came up. • finally the silence was broken when kaeya spoke: "you said something.. in another language ofc, what did you say?" ah, so that's what he meant. • you explain to him and everyone that you was also fluent in another language, kaeya was upset that you didnt tell him earlier and you apologized. • now, every now and then - kaeya will nudge you and ask you how to say words or phrases in your language. he even tries to learn a little bit of your language so he can communicate with you, and kaeya's so adorable when he tries to <3

streamer! diluc x online friend! reader • although diluc knows literally nearly everything about you, there are just some things you've never told him before. • like how you was fluent in another language. • so when you and diluc are playing a horror game, and he hears you screaming and hears multiple small "kuso kuso kusoooo"(__!)/(in your language if you wish) following after your screaming. • diluc first checks up on you(your character) to make sure that you aren't injured or anything(so sweet, he still cares for you even when it's online <3) and then raises an eyebrow, his facial expression screams "wait what did i hear?" • once you've calmed down, diluc questions you about what you said earlier and at first you was confused, like what did he mean? but you quickly remember what you said before. "ah- right, that.. uh so im sorry i didnt tell you this before but i do speak __!" • diluc nods, he sighs and looks at you - "i understand, no need to apologize y/n. Well that's interesting, did you learn how to speak __, or??" • after that, you explained to diluc AND his viewers about everything. • diluc is obviously interested in your language/culture, after he ends stream - he hops onto google(yes google.) and starts to research about your culture, he also learns a couple of phrases so he could talk to you. • he learns how to say stuff like "i love you" "you're the best" "take care" "stay safe" "good morning/hello" and etc. • he wouldn't say them on video though, as it's "too embarrassing" but rather, diluc would type them in chat/dms - at first you're surprised, who would've known that diluc would learn about your culture/language just to talk to you and engage into a conversation? • other than that, you really appreciate dilucs hard work and sometimes you give him a "ai shiteru"(愛している)(__)/(in your language if you wish) • and you think that he doesn't understand, but he does. • after saying "i love you", you can literally see the way his face turns red and the way his body tenses up a little bit.

what do they not know about you? a/n: if u enjoyed this pls go check out my other genshin hcs/like + follow + reblogs r appreciated!! note: i want to make a series based off of kazuha's hc.. should i?? ah, anyways i hope you guys enjoy this!!

#genshin impact x reader #childe x reader #kaeya x reader #diluc x reader #streamer!au

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kenmei · 3 years

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-ˏˋ FOREVER N THEN SOME! ˊˎ-

♡ gn!reader x kozume kenma

cw: pinch of angst (to fluff !!!), romance, slice of life, crying, established relationship!au, timeskip!au

synopsis: in which he’s actually more traditional than he leads on

wc: 2000+

notes from mei!

ive had this idea rattling around my skull for the longest time

sixteen and a handshake. a standard, normal handshake, but still awkward.

you remember how his hand perfectly fit with yours—how his palms were searing hot as they met with your much colder ones.

you remember him, as a second-year, as the setter for the team you cheered for from the stands. you remember his flushed cheeks when you kissed him on the cheek for a first time, watching as his brain malfunctioned as the rosy hues on his face spread to his neck and the tips of his ears.

you remember him, as the captain, worn out and exhausted at your doorstep.

you recall how he slumped onto you, making you somewhat drag him to your room. half because he really was that tired, and half for his own amusement.

you know him. you know him a bit too well and it’s both a blessing and curse.

because you wonder if he’s finally grown out of it—of this.

looking at the empty spot beside you, you think that, perhaps, he really has—the signs are staring right at you. lately, you’ve been sleeping in a cold bed, waking up to yet again another empty penthouse as you figure he’s at the office again.

(you hope he’s at the office, at least).

texts replies are always hours apart. it seems like he’s been doubling up on streams. friday’s that have always been reserved for two since forever, have only had one person attending these past few weeks.

this is sad, your chest clenches dejectedly at yet another morning where it’s only you. looking around, a part of you wishes that kenma’s actually here, that any second now, he’s going to emerge from his game room, rubbing his eyes tiredly as he scratches his tummy.

because even if you both don’t talk as much as you used to, it’s enough for you simply when he’s present. it’s enough for you when he mutters a good morning, waddling past you to go make his coffee before sitting on the couch.

it’s enough for you when he’s here.

the absolute bare minimum can make you the happiest, but you wonder if even that is too much.

twenty-four and you’re still overthinking.

“just talk to him!” your friends say, but truly it isn’t that easy. even if you’ve both promised to be better at communicating, something about this whole situation makes communication feel so much more difficult.

“you’ve been together for so long, you both still aren’t married?” if you’re being honest, it does bother you sometimes and you wonder if maybe, you should just get on one knee instead.

but you don’t. you don’t because you and kenma already both live(d) like you’re married. you both still share(d) that dynamic of being a laid-back couple who deals with problems as they come.

you don’t think about marriage with him because it already feels right. you don’t mind not getting married and honestly, you’re pretty sure kenma isn’t that kind of guy.

you’re startled by someone poking the side of your head.

your head turns to see kenma, brows slightly furrowed as he analyzes you.

you shake your head, sitting up straight on the couch. “’what’s u—wait, aren’t you supposed to be streaming right now?”

kenma nods his head, plopping into the spot next to you. “ended early. chat was being rude today.”

your head bobs in understanding as you try to find words to piece together. he must be frustrated, you know a little bit about how difficult it can get as a streamer and you also know him, that if he doesn’t want to be near you or hear you, he simply wouldn’t be.

you smile slightly, “t—”

“why are you so tense?” he questions, leaning back. his eyes study you and you feel like hiding.

“’m not.” you defend, shrinking.

“you are.” he replies, “what’s wrong?”

you hum, grabbing a throw pillow and falling onto your side, opposite from him. “class was hard today. your paparazzi found me at the grocery store—”

“that happened last week.”

you groan, because fuck, you really can’t lie to him. he’s too good at getting you to open up, no matter how hard you resist it.

“it’s stupid.” you pout, covering your face with the pillow, already feeling your wound up emotions spiraling back up to the surface.

kenma’s hand lands on your legs, situating them over his lap. he pats the side your calves, humming. “talk to me.”

“what about you?” genuinely, you feel like right now isn’t the best time to talk about this. “you were just telling me about how your chat was being rude!”

“that can wait.” he replies, patient, like he’s always been. “something’s been bothering you, no?”

yes. you think. but i don’t wanna talk to you about it ‘cuz i’m scared.

“are you tired...” fuck, you think, because once again, he’s getting you to talk. “of—of me?”

he’s always been good at this. somehow always getting you to say whatever’s clogging up your mind. he reads you like an open book and you hate it, because even after all these years, it’s still scary.

it’s daunting, because he knows so much about you. if he wanted to, he could pick you apart all too easily, knowing exactly what buttons to push to make you break and that’s scary. it’s terrifying, even.

you feel his hand, as warm as they’ve always been, slide under the bottom of your loose pajama pants, warming up your ice cold skin.

and the feeling is weird, because you feel like you’re on fire, yet his hand is still so much warmer than you.

it’s comforting. you’ve both always been touch-starved and kenma knows this, he knows this as he traces small shapes on your calves, the hem of your pants riding up a bit.

“why would i be tired of you?” he mumbles, eyes moving to see your face is still very much covered with the pillow.

you shrug, leg twitching under his feathery touch. “you’ve been distant and stuff... i dunno.”

and it feels like he’s back at square one with you. kenma feels like an idiot for not realizing sooner, cursing himself for being so caught up with work (and something else) that he’s been neglecting you.

you’ve always been a bit of a crybaby, only him and your close friends know this.

he notes that you tend to cry even when you both have the smallest fights, and it’s something he’s used to.

so to know that you’re holding everything in, it makes his chest tighten.

“i’m sorry, angel.” he says, quiet. “work’s been busy.”

yes, work is busy. even if he finds it enjoyable, it can get taxing sometimes. but he’s also been looking around for something, something that he needs perfect.

“‘s okay.” you mumble and he knows he’s fucking up even more. “i just miss you.”

he tugs on the bottom of your shirt, “c’mere.”

you shake your head and he ponders on what to do.

because even now, even though you’ve both been together for so long that existing with the other is literally needed, there are times when you both get stuck—where existing together feels more complex than it should ever be.

“please,” he pleads softly, “i miss you.”

and if you’re not gonna come to him, he’ll come to you.

so he leans down, forcing you to hold a bit of his weight as he lays atop you. he pulls the pillow away, wiping the few tears away with his thumb.

he kisses your cheek.

twenty-four, you let yourself cry because you’ve missed him so much. seeing other in the evenings or exchanging a few short words doesn’t do it for you anymore, it never will.

another kiss, but on the other cheek. i’m sorry.

another for your forehead, then one more on your nose. i love you.

your hands cling to him and he smiles, caressing your hair. his head lays in the juncture of your neck, frequently wiping your tears with his thumb.

he makes you sit up, only because he wants to hold you.

with your back to his chest, his warm hand envelopes yours. he doesn’t make you face him, because he knows that wouldn’t make you feel comfortable.

it’s only when he hears your crying subside, that he holds your chin, making you look him in the eyes.

“are we okay?” he mumbles, his lips so close to yours you can feel his breath.

it still gets to you. he still gets to you like you’re both still teenagers; your heart thumps in your ears, body burning because fuck, he’s really close to kissing your lips.

you nod, “’m sorry. didn’t wanna talk to you ‘cuz i was scared.”

his lips slot against yours and it’s gentle, your mind becomes fuzzy with a warmth only kenma can provide you. he chuckles when he pulls away, your lips chasing his.

“don’t worry about that,” he says softly, “i might’ve accidentally made it harder to approach me.”

you shake your head. “thought it was just my overthinking.” you fiddle with your fingers, “i didn’t wanna make a big deal out of it.”

“next time,” he says, “make a big deal out of it. you gotta talk to me, angel.”

you whine, feeling embarrassed because you’ve gotten this lecture from him so many times.

kenma sighs against your skin, wondering if now is the right time. it feels like a good time, but he doesn’t want to waste a special moment because of a good feeling.

“what’s wrong, ken?” you ask, tilting your head back onto his shoulder.

your eyes are red, you’re still sniffling every now and then.

he smiles, hand travelling to his pocket as he pulls out the ring, holding it in front of you. “this is why i was so busy. t—the box is in my gaming room, though, fuck—”

“is that—”

“w—wanna get married, y/n?” his whole face is red. you giggle at his shaking hand as you hold out your own (shaking) hand.

“yeah. i really wanna.”

and you’re crying again as he slips the ring on your finger. the diamonds sparkles at you and you can’t help but fawn over the ring as you sob.

“crybaby.” he mumbles, kissing your cheek. he nuzzles into your neck, arms wrapped tightly around your midsection. “i love you.”

and it’s here you realize that kenma is a lot more traditional than you thought. memories flood in of him always getting you to watch the first snow with him through his window, forcing you under the kotatsu with him as he shows you a new game he started playing.

eighteen. for your two year anniversary, he took you to a place with love locks. signing one off with you before throwing the key god knows where. and you remember thinking it’s weird, because the month before that, he was telling you stuff like that is kinda phony.

nineteen. you recall him grumbling about getting into a yukata for the festival, but grumbling even more when you gave in and said you’d both attend in normal clothing, because he’s already halfway in the yukata, why would he change? (he just wanted to wear one with you).

twenty-two. his persistence to keep you awake to watch the sun rise on new years.

you realize kenma follows traditions more than you do and you chuckle.

giggling, you hold your hand out where the diamonds on your left ring finger shine happily, tilting your head to kiss him yet another time.

“i love you.”

change. you know your daily lives aren’t going to be much different, but you both like how your last name will be the same as his.

twenty-four. he proposes to you so casually that some might find it weird. but you both aren’t ones for big gestures. you know kenma loves you, it’s in the way he moves your hair out of your face as he asks you if he can still make it up to you.

and he knows you love him, when you laugh and tell him he already has—when you intertwine your fingers with his and kiss the top of his hand, kenma knows and you know, too.

forever it is.

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bakugohoex · 3 years

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Could I request a jean and s/o birthday thingy my birthday is in a few days and since we're in a lockdown again I can't see my family I read a lot of your writings and they're all awesome it would really make me happy if you could write one for me 🙈

“happy birthday, baby”

pairing: jean kirschtein x female reader

cw: modern AU, fluff, implied nsfw and just pure love

word count: 1600+

a/n: happy birthday to you, hope this request can bring some sort of comfort through lockdown, it’s all a mess right now and lockdown has really fucked us over. this is also an emergency request as it’s a birthday one so i thought i’d do this one now and continue on with my normal request order tomorrow

summary: in which it’s your birthday and jean spends the day celebrating with you

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This man spends the whole night preparing the living room of your apartment

He will literally sneak out from your shared bed leaving a pillow for you to cuddle and start getting everything from his car.

Lockdown had hit you once again and you were unable to celebrate with your family.

Baby had seen how sad you had looked on the phone with your parents and had begun planning everything from there.

Ordering so much crap and making sure it came the next day, he had to usher you to go on a designated walk whilst he shoved everything into his car.

This boy takes multiple trips in the cold with a mask and hoodie on bringing everything up.

So fucking sweet right.

He even has a cake, which he got icing for and wrote happy birthday Y/n.

Be warned the cake looks shit with the red icing.

A horror scene but he tried.

Balloons every fucking where.

He literally had streamers and balloons with your age on them.

This man is too good (how is reader getting so much shit for their birthday and i had to spend mine at home).

He had everything set up for the day, calling your family to set up a call the next day at the designated time.

This man has it all sorted, the pancakes for the morning, the presents for you, hidden behind the sofa and the special dinner he was going to make for you.

This man is just too good for his own good.

Ofc at the end of the day, he’ll treat himself to some dessert and make you feel so fucking loved.

This man would fuck you so good, like baby boy take a chill pill or you’ll get her pregnant.

He don’t care (breeding kink?).

The sound of muttering made you wake up, the early morning sun hit your face but even then, it was cloudy and cold since January was a cold month. You grabbed the other side waiting to see your boyfriend Jean, but he wasn’t there. A soft yawn coming from your face, you checked your phone seeing the gazillion messages, smiling at all the messages.

You got up, wearing Jean’s shirt that warmed you up a lot more than you had expected. Moving to the bathroom, just as you walked back out Jean noticed you about to move into the living space, “woah, woah, woah, where are you going? Get back into the room.”

Jean had pushed you back into the room, “happy birthday Y/n, yeah...have an amazing day, love you.” You mocked after he had dismissed you back into the room.

Hearing shuffling outside, the doors opened, and Jean came in with the pancakes, “happy birthday, baby.” You smiled seeing him with an apron on and a plate of two pancakes.

“Thank you.” You spoke gleefully moving towards him, you kissed his lips softly, tasting the sugar knowing he probably had some out of hunger.

Sitting you on the bed he let you lean against his frame, putting the pancakes on your lap, “why can’t I go into the living room?”

“It’s a surprise, be patient princess.” He kissed the top of your head, you both eating and talking. It felt like a good start to the day and had already made you feel warm and less empty than you had felt the night before.

“You can’t come in until you wear your best clothes and make yourself even prettier.” He gleamed out having already showered and ready to change himself.

You sign doing as your told, it was quick, and you wore the dress Jean had said he’d liked, the long black sleeve dress covered you up and you wore tights due to the extreme weather and knowing how cold the apartment got in the afternoon.

Jean walked back seeing you, he stood in awe at the door, one hand at the top as he leaned forward admiring you, “you look beautiful, baby.”

“You’re being extra nice.” You snicker standing up and going in front of him.

“It’s your birthday, I’m supposed to be nice.” You laugh going on your tippy toes and giving him a soft peck. “Come on.”

He makes you go in front of him, his rough hands on your face covering your eyes, you directed you, making sure you didn’t bang into anything. Before finally you were both in the living room, the balloons and streamers cascaded down the walls. The gold and pinks filled with love and his emotion, “keep them closed.”

Feeling his hands leave your eyes, you kept your eyes shut but could feel the light from outside. “Okay, open them.” He had a cake in his hands, the balloons and lights being such a pretty sight. The place was filled to the brim, you felt engulphed in love and happiness and the wide smile the boy had on his face, he knew you loved it.

“You…you did this on your own.” You spoke tearily, still partially in shock at how much the boy had done for you.

“It was all to see that pretty smile.” He got the matches lightening the candle before showing the cake in full view. It really did look like a scene out of a horror film with the red hearts looking like splodges and the words being smudged, “make a wish.”

He was scared you might hate him for ruing the cake, but you grinned like a school girl who had fallen in love. Blowing out the yellow fame, you made the wish that would make you and Jean bound together forever. He smiled putting the cake down, grabbing your hand to take you to the sofa. “You have to open it in order.” You nodded as he passed the gifts, there were three in total. A small box, a much larger oddly shaped one and a rectangle shaped one, he pointed to the rectangle and you opened it.

Unwrapping the silver wrapping paper and sticking the bow on your boyfriend, his lip twitched upwards before you saw the gift. It was a frame, with the two of you in it, it was sentimental more than anything. It had been three months into your relationship, and he had invited you to his work event where you met a lot of his friends. One of them being Sasha who insisted on taking a photo for you two, it had been your favourite photo since, so candid and in love it was beautiful.

“I love it.” You cooed ready to kiss and hug him, but he stopped you.

“No hugs or kisses until the last present.” You signed rolling your eyes at the boy who passed the oddly shaped gift. You unwrapped it quicker, wanting to hug your boyfriend so much at how amazing the day was going.

You undid it to be met with a figure from your favourite anime, it was a little plushie that you had seen in town. You had sent the plushie to him months ago and here it was in your hands, he had remembered. It was amazing, beautiful even, the little hands and feet. You wanted to cry even more at what you had gotten it meant a lot that the boy had even remembered such a trivial thing like that.

He passed the final gift, his hands seemed shaky, but you ignored it thinking he was cold. After all it was still icy outside and you knew he must’ve had to hide it in his car and wake up in the early hours to even do something like this. You wrapped the last gift, the smallest of the bunch, his shirt moved due to his heavy breaths, he rubbed the sweat on his trousers from his palms. He was nervous if you’d like something like this if you’d accept a gift so personal.

You opened it, seeing a square box, you looked between the box and Jean, before opening it. Inside a gold necklace sat in the middle, the words Jean dangled in the middle. Your heart stopped, it was pretty, the diamonds on each side, the cursive lettering. It was beautiful, “I know it says my name, but there’s a reason for that.” He watched your expression, fearful you’d think him to have that big of an ego, which he did but not to you, “I know I leave on business trips for days and I want you to know I’ll always still be around you.”

His justification warmed your heart even more than the gift had originally, you passed it to the boy, moving your hair to the side. He smiled putting it around your neck before kissing your exposed shoulder. “I love it, I love you.” You whispered in his ear, you kissed him softly before he brought his arms around your waist bringing you a lot closer onto his body.

Your birthday had started out amazing, and it continued on, with a surprise family call whilst Jean made dinner, showing your gifts which your parents adored. To the meal that Jean prepared as you both sat together under multiple candles, it was romantic something you and Jean had missed out on since the first lockdown had occurred. But here you were with your favourite boy having the best birthday ever. He even washed up, letting your relax surrounded by the balloons and streamers. It really was a magical day.

Even afterwards, letting you cuddle up beside him he gave you one last present, and it was one that would make you so loved, so comforted and definitely unable to walk the next day.

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krisdreaming · 4 years

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A/N: This is for @briswriting, because I saw you’ve been having a tough time lately, and I’m hoping this can help cheer you up a bit. i’m here if you need anything at all ❤️

It was previously requested by an anon, as well. I’m jumping on the streamer!Kenma bandwagon, and it’s also a college AU. This takes place over the course of one week.

Here’s the 4+1 masterlist

Four times Kenma thinks he loves you, and the one time he finally says it out loud

i | Saturday

Kenma shifts the grocery bags to one hand so that he can put his key in the lock. To his surprise, the door is already unlocked. He frowns. He’s sure he can remember locking it when he left that morning. A little wary, he swings the door open slowly, and the moment he steps inside, he freezes. You jump to your feet from your spot at his little kitchen table, a smile blossoming across your face. He drops the grocery bags to the floor in the moment before you hurl yourself at him, wrapping your arms tightly around his neck.

He staggers backwards slightly until he can adjust to your weight. “You’re here,” He breathes against your neck in disbelief. He loops his arms around your middle, holding on tight because he can’t shake the feeling that if he lets go, you might disappear. “You were only supposed to get here tomorrow.”

“I know,” You pull back slightly, just enough to allow him to drink in your face. “I decided to leave school early. I couldn’t wait any longer.” You scrunch your nose, probably laughing to yourself at the expression that must be on his face. “Kuroo let me in,” You add, which answers the next question he’d been going to ask.

“I missed you,” You say then, softer, backing away but still with the fabric of his hoodie pinched between your fingers.

“I missed you, too.” He looks at you standing in his kitchen, bouncing slightly on your heels, grinning at him like he’s Christmas morning, and it crashes over him that quickly.

I love you. It’s three little words, only eight letters, but somehow they’re taking up all the space in his chest. He smiles back at you, and instead of saying a word, he cups the back of your neck and presses his lips to yours.

ii | Monday

"Are you ready?” Kenma glances at you, one side of his headphones cocked slightly off his ear so he can hear your response. You look up from your switch and smile at him, a little uncertain. The faint Animal Crossing background music coming from it is just slightly out of sync with his own.

“Um, yeah. I think so. Are you sure you want me to be in your stream?” You’re seated just at the edge of the camera view, half in and half out.

“Yeah,” He says, nodding, reaching out to brush a stray strand of hair away from your face. “You’re gonna have to scoot over a little bit if you want to be on the screen.” You comply, your arm brushing his. Both of your faces are completely in view now, and he shoots the you on-screen a small smile. “The chat is probably going to be a little crazy,” He warns, making a few last-minute adjustments before going live, mouse hovering over the button. “You’re at the airport?” He confirms with you one last time, and you nod. No sooner than the feed goes live, chat messages begin to pour in. He’s used to it, and even Kenma can barely skim over them fast enough.

“Hey, guys.” He greets, “Welcome to the Monday night stream. I have a special guest tonight.” He glances over at you then, and he watches as you drag your eyes from the scrolling chat messages to the camera and offer it a smile and a small wave. Something squeezes in his chest. “This is Y/N.”

“omg, this is so cute!” “I didn’t know Kenma was dating anyone.” “you guys are dating, right?” “did you see the look on his face???” “is anyone else seeing all those little glances he keeps stealing??” The messages keep flooding in as you play. You’re a little stiff at first, but it isn’t long before you begin to loosen up and start talking and laughing naturally.

You’ve played countless hours of Animal Crossing together. It had been one of your favorite things to do while you were apart. Even so, nothing quite compares to playing with you right beside him, seeing your reactions first hand and hearing you get excited and laugh. The viewers seem to be eating it up, and he keeps seeing snatches of messages in the chat about “chemistry” and “love” and how happy he looks.

They’re right about that. In this moment, he’s beyond happy. When you pause to smile at him, he thinks he loves you so much that his heart might burst.

iii | Tuesday

Waking up next to you has to be one of Kenma’s favorite things. He can tell it’s pretty late by the way the sun is streaming in through the window, but you’re still sound asleep, with your cheek pillowed on your hand and your lips just slightly parted.

He can’t blame you for being tired. The stream had lasted longer than usual the night before, and it had been well past midnight by the time the two of you had gotten ready for bed and finally snuggled up together to fall asleep. He thinks it must have taken you a while to fall asleep, too, because you’d been chattering to him about how much fun you’d had and bringing up different moments from the stream, too hyped up to be tired. It had been that way for his first few streams, too.

He can’t help but smile at the memory, looking at you sleeping so peacefully now. This sort of thing, something as simple as waking up in the same bed as you every day, is what Kenma wants. Someday soon, he knows you’ll get there. The long distance will be over and you’ll be together.

As if you can sense him thinking about you, you stir with a soft hum, eyes slowly blinking open and a smile sneaking across your face when you see him and remember where you are. “Morning,” He whispers softly, finally letting himself reach out and brush his fingertips across your cheek, tracing the features of your face like he’s memorizing it.

“Good morning,” You murmur back blearily. He leans in and presses the softest kiss to the tip of your nose, grinning at the way it scrunches up when he pulls away. I love you is hovering there again, right at the surface, but somehow he can’t quite get the words past his lips. He presses his lips to your skin, instead.

iv | Thursday

It’s all your idea. “We should go up to the roof,” You suggest, out of nowhere.

“Why?” He can’t mask his skepticism. “You won’t be able to see the stars, you know.”

You shrug. “Yeah, but we’ll be able to see the whole city from up there! I bet it’s beautiful - all the buildings and lights.” Suddenly, there’s a dreamy look on your face, and he thinks as he does sometimes that he wants to see the world the way you see it. That’s why he agrees, and you’re dragging blankets and mugs of cocoa up the flights of stairs.

“Ooh,” You breathe the moment you step out into the cool night air, walking to the edge and surveying the city all around you, the twinkling lights and the muted sounds of traffic below. “Isn’t it beautiful?” You look at him then, and in the semi-darkness the only thing illuminating your face is all those city lights. Yes, he thinks immediately, You are. And he isn’t quite sure where that came from.

“It is,” He says, wrapping the blanket around both of you because all the way up here, despite it being almost summer, there’s a definite chill in the air. You lean your head on his shoulder then, and he wraps his fingers around the warm mug in his hands. He rests his cheek on the top of your head, and you sit in silence for a while, just looking at the city stretched out all around you.

“I love being here with you,” You murmur suddenly, and he turns to look at you. You’re already looking at him, a soft smile on your face backlit by the city lights. “It just feels so right, you know?”

He hums in agreement. “I love having you here with me,” He says, and it’s so close, but so far, from what he really means to say.

v | Saturday

It’s bittersweet. The evening had been as close to perfect as it could be. You’d had dinner at one of the nicest restaurants he’d ever been to and walked around a nearby park afterwards, just talking and laughing and enjoying your last evening together. You’re leaving tomorrow, heading back to school, and he wishes there was a way to slow down time so that he could live in these last few moments forever.

Time is running out, he knows that. If he wants to say it to you in person, it’s going to have to be tonight. You’re already back at his apartment, and you’re in the bedroom changing out of your fancy clothes while he’s in the bathroom brushing his teeth. You come up beside him, then, in one of his old t-shirts with your hair soft around your face, and reach for your toothbrush.

“Our last night,” You say softly, wetting your toothbrush and reaching for the toothpaste. He hums, spitting out the toothpaste and rinsing his mouth before replying.

“Yeah. It went by so fast,” He puts his toothbrush back in the cup, and it’s silly, but he can’t help but think that it will look so lonely without yours next to it. His apartment will feel so empty without you in it.

“It always does,” You offer him a melancholy smile, and he reaches for your hand as you make your way back to the bedroom, lacing your fingers loosely together as he pulls you down to sit next to him on the bed.

“Before you know it, you’ll be moving in here with me,” He says, as much for his own benefit as yours. “Just a few more months, and you’ll be graduating. And then you’ll be in Tokyo with me.” He feels his lips curve upward at the thought. You’re smiling a little brighter, too.

“Hey Y/N,” He says then, holding your hand a little tighter, “I’m really glad you could be here with me this week. It was perfect, really. In every way. And I can’t wait until every week can be like this week. Because... I love you, Y/N.”

He watches as your eyes blow wide, and you’re smiling at him, something that can’t quite be contained so it spills out as a quick burst of laughter. “Kenma,” You throw your arms around his neck, and he immediately holds you close. “I love you, too,” You say, and the words are muffled into his t-shirt, “So, so much.” You pull back and he’s kissing you then, or maybe you were the one to kiss him, he’s not quite sure. All he knows is that he loves you, and that isn’t going to change anytime soon.

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scorpiofangirl1109 · 3 years

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My Cats OC Part 233

part 232- https://scorpiofangirl1109.tumblr.com/post/664094835254427648/my-cats-oc-part-232

hello everyone! welcome to part 233 of my series on kiki!

this is a continuation of the human au i didn’t know i was pregnant mini series with munkustrap and demeter!

munkustrap is driving home carefully with kiki in the backseat. even though they had a few days to get used to this it still felt strange to actually be bringing home their baby.

luckily kiki remains fast asleep in her car seat and demeter smiles down at her baby girl. the newborn still had her mittens on but she tried grab demeter’s finger when demeter stroked her hand.

“i am glad she is quiet for a bit. i cannot believe how loud her cry is. i have never heard a baby as loud as she is.” demeter chuckled.

“kiki must be making up for all the time she spent in your belly without being noticed. she’s not letting us forget her now.” munkustrap joked.

soon the couple arrived back at their house. that was when they noticed that the front had been decorated, most likely by one of their family members.

it had a banner out front that said “it’s a girl” and had the traditional picture of a stork carrying a bundle in its beak. the couple was sure their neighbors would have plenty of questions.

“i am sure we will be getting tons of questions from the neighbors in the next few days.” demeter told munkustrap as he opened the door for her.

the couple lived in a nice neighborhood and were close with many people in the neighborhood. so they would all get to meet kiki as munkustrap and demeter got settled in with having a baby at home.

for now they told their families they wanted some time to just adjust and try to get a new normal and routine settled. so they did not want people coming over for a few days.

it would be hard as the family wanted to get some of those sweet newborn snuggles but they said they would respect munkustrap and demeter’s boundaries and wishes.

carefully demeter stepped out of the car. she was still in some pain and sore from the birth so she was told to take it easy for the next few weeks and rest as much as she could.

munkustrap carefully got kiki out of the car seat and smiled at her as she slept peacefully. stretching her arms out as she slept peacefully.

“good stretch there.” munkustrap chuckled as he also grabbed their bags and hoisted them onto his shoulder and took demeter’s hand with his free hand.

carefully he helped her through the garage into the house and oh how it felt so good to finally be home after being at the hospital for so long.

the first thing that they noticed was that the kitchen was decorated with pink streamers and balloons. and there was a note left on the counter saying how the family had gotten a bunch of gift cards for munksutrap and demeter to their favorite restaurants so they could get take out for meals plus some meals in the fridge and freezer too.

this was really sweet of their family and friends and helped out a lot so munkustrap and demeter did not have to think about cooking. plus there a bunch of paper plates and plastic cutlery so they did not even have to do dishes.

plus on the counter there was some formula out and a bunch of bottles with a bottle warmer for all of the feedings munkustrap and demeter were going to have to do.

“wow this is so kind of everyone.” demeter said as she and munkustrap were looking at everything that they had been brought buy their family and friends.

“i know. it is nice for them to bring food for us and to even bring paper plates so we don’t have to think about dishes too.” munkustrap said.

after this the couple looked in the living room and found more surprises waiting for them. there was some baby gear there too such as a baby swing, a bouncer, a portable rock and play sleeper for the baby and more. and the living room had pink ballooons and streamers here too.

“wow everyone is really spoiling us and i know this will not be the end of this.” demeter said.

“i know. i expected them to get us a few things but not to spoil us this much.” munkustrap said.

after this the couple went upstairs as demeter was wanting to sit down on the bed for a bit as she was tired right now from being up with kiki during the night.

they noticed there was more streamers and a few balloons on the doors of one of the rooms upstairs. the room sued to be munkustrap’s office. as demeter’s office was in the basement.

so naturally the couple goes in to see what is in there and then saw that the family had set up a little nursery for their daughter in there.

it was basic so far and they could decorate more later but for now it had a crib, dresser with a changing pad on top and diaper changing station right next to it. plus there was a rocking chair in the corner of the room.

inside the dresser drawers there were some clothes. some were new and some were some hand-me-down clothes from their friends who had babies already. of course there were plenty of hairbows too to match the outfits.

“wow, everyone is really going all out for us. i didn’t think this is what they would do when they said they would get us some things” demeter said.

“neither did i but i have a feeling this is not going to be the end of how the family spoils kiki.” munksutrap said.

at this point kiki was out of the car seat which was in the living room by the baby swing downstairs. and demeter was holding kiki close to her who remained asleep.

“i know, this girl is going to be so spoiled by her grandparent, aunts and uncles. it will be something will happen.” demeter said as she looked down at the newborn “are you sleeping through this house tour?”

“am i that boring huh? i am that boring to you.” munkustrap joked as he let out a small laugh looking down at kiki and kissed her head carefully .

the newborn made a slight fussy noise but was quickly settled as demeter shushed her and kiki was quick to go back to sleep.

“you’re a great mom already.” munkustrap smiled at demeter “you are going to be the best mom to her.”

“and you are going to be the bed dad to our daughter.” demeter smiled and then pecked munkustrap on the lips “i want to go sit on the bed can we go to our room now?”

“of course, you need some rest. and i can take kiki for a bit so you can rest.” munkustrap as he led his girls to the master bedroom.

the last surprise came when munkustrap and demeter went to the master bedroom. their room was all normal for the most part but there was a bassinet for the baby there.

and there was a station set up for late night feedings and diaper changes. to see what their family had done touched their hearts and they would have to call to say thank you.

but for now demeter needed her rest so once she was settled munkustrap took the baby and carefully set her down in the bassinet and watched her go back to sleep once again.

alright that is part 233! let me know what you guys thought and i will see you all for part 234! i hope to wrap up this mini series in the next part so be in a look out for that!

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ill-go-with-that-then · 5 years

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A NEW ERASERMIC AU I'LL NEVER WRITE!

Imagine Aizawa works at Buzzfeed, and gets the idea to write an article about how Twitch streaming is stupid and pointless (because he’s a video game snob.) He chooses Present Mic’s channel to watch at random, because he’s super popular, but Aizawa immediately goes from undercover reporter to absolute fan. No middle ground. Just “huh, okay i was wrong” and subscribes.

He tunes in to all the live streams, because Mic is very funny and also very good at video games, and it’s cool to watch him play. He has skills, his commentary is A+, and Aizawa develops a little crush. But it’s not a big deal!! Mic is a celeb, Aizawa knows they’ll never meet, it’s harmless.

Sometimes the chat for the stream gets assholes in it, as you’d expect. Mic can’t monitor the chat too much, but Aizawa has no problems telling jerks where to stick it. And once, after a particularly egregious incident where some moron said something crude about women in gaming and Aizawa ripped him a new asshole, Mic sends him a personal message thanking him and asking him if he wants to be a mod, which of course, he does. He doesn’t know how to reply - this is his big chance to talk to Mic!! So of course he just says “sure” - no further conversation.

Aizawa has, of course, zero personal details on his Twitch account. No info, no icon, his screen name is a random string of numbers, he’s a ghost. The Ron Swanson of video game enthusiasts.

So Aizawa is working at Buzzfeed, living his best life writing articles like “10 Video Game Themed Products You Can’t Live Without” because journalism is in shambles and he drinks to forget, and one day his editor is like “hey, we’re gonna do a feature on Twitch streamers. Everybody is gonna go sit and watch a stream in person and get the behind the scenes info. Here’s a list of people who agreed.” And PRESENT MIC IS ON THE LIST

One of his colleagues reaches for Mic’s info sheet, rolling his eyes and sighing. “I can’t believe these are considered celebrities. Have you ever heard of any of them?”

Aizawa practically slaps the paper out of his hand. “Present Mic is a consummate professional and his content is high-quality and entertaining. I wouldn’t expect you to understand it since it involves technology more current than a compact disc.”

The room goes silent. Nobody’s heard Aizawa say anything nice about... maybe anything? Ever? But his editor, Kayama, pounces immediately. “WELL if you like him so much, Aizawa, that can be your interview!!”

Aizawa panics. On the one hand, he wasn’t going to let anyone else take that assignment. But on the other hand, now he’s going to meet Mic IN PERSON. During a LIVE STREAM. Is he supposed to tell him he’s a fan? Is that tacky? Will his crush be obvious? What if Mic sucks in person?? This is a double edged sword.

He only gets more nervous on the day of the interview. He’s tempted to dress up a little, look his best. Mic is a good-looking guy after all, and he’s always well put together when he streams. And even though Aizawa knows, knows he really doesn’t have a chance, he still doesn’t want to embarrass himself.

BUT he also doesn’t want to look like he’s trying too hard. That’s not who he is, and dressing up would be admitting to himself that he DOES want something more than a simple interview, even if it’s as little as Mic’s good opinion or positive attention.

He debates too long. While he’s still thinking about it, the alarm on his phone goes off, alerting him that it’s time to leave. He’s still in his pink sweatpants and he hasn’t shaved, and he realizes, just at that moment, that he probably should have tried harder at least for the sake of professionalism. But it’s too late. He has to go.

Mic actually doesn’t live all that far away. Just a short train ride, less than 20 minutes, and Aizawa is standing in front of his nondescript apartment. It’s a little odd - Mic is a very popular streamer, theoretically with income to match, and his style seems flashy. Aizawa had expected something a little more over the top. But this place is simple. Storing that information away for later, he knocks.

“COMING!!” He hears from inside the apartment, followed by the thud of footsteps. Aizawa just has one moment to brace himself because this is it before the door opens and there he is. Present Mic himself, all smiles. “Come in, come in!! You’re from buzzfeed right? Wow, this is so exciting!!” Mic ushers him in the door, taking his jacket and hustling him into a tidy living room before Aizawa can even respond. And of course, when he finally gets himself together enough to say something, the first words out of his mouth are “You’re... tall.”

He wants to smack himself. Yes, Mic is taller than Aizawa had realized from the stream, even a little taller than Aizawa himself. But those are thinking words, not speaking words. Certainly not the first words you use to introduce yourself to your celebrity crush. But Aizawa, a champion moment-ruiner, has made his bed, and now he must cry in it.

But Mic just laughs. “Yeah,” he says, bringing a hand to the back of his neck. “I get that a lot. Sorry?”

“Don’t apologize,” Aizawa says immediately, then wonders if he is, in fact, under some sort of curse. “Shouta Aizawa,” he introduces himself.

“Hizashi Yamada, also known as Present Mic!” Yamada’s smile is friendly, like Aizawa hasn’t made an absolute fool of himself so far, and Aizawa has to look away from it. He glances around the room, which is tidy and clean, but cluttered with various objects that seem to have no connection to each other. There are books in a variety of languages, musical instruments, shelves of CDs, and an assortment of other things that have nothing to do with video games.

“Quite a collection you have,” Aizawa says, because it is, and because he’s curious.

“Yeah! I have too many hobbies but what can you do? Come on, I’m sure you’d rather see my workspace.” It’s not true, Aizawa has seen the office where Yamada streams before, and he’d much rather stay here and poke around, build up his mental picture about who Yamada is outside his Present Mic persona. But he’s not here for that. This is business.

But the streaming room is also not what Aizawa expects. Some things are familiar - the area visible to the camera is the same, set up and ready for tonight’s stream, but the rest of the room, the part that isn’t on screen, is PACKED. There’s a wobbly desk in the corner, covered in neatly stacked papers and binders labeled by month and year. The wall over the desk is a massive whiteboard filled with notes and ideas for upcoming streams. And there, in the lower right corner of the whiteboard, right where it would be even with Hizashi’s eyes as he sits at his desk, is a familiar string of numbers - his own Twitch username. And next to it is a little note - don’t forget. Good dude.

Aizawa sees his username and just - freezes. It hadn’t occurred to him that Mic thought of him at all outside of that one occasion he DM’d him, let alone that he considered Aizawa important enough not to forget. And the idea that Mic thinks he’s a “good dude” makes his face BURN in pleased embarrassment. He wants to say something but what? Is it weird? It’s weird, it’s too weird, and before he can think of how to do it, Mic is talking again.

“Okay, this is where the magic happens!! Actually, it’s more like weeks of frustration and repetition followed by 3-4 hours of intensely stressful streaming, but hey! People seem to like it!!” Aizawa wants to say something here - Mic is being a little too self-deprecating for his taste, but he stops himself. He can’t defend Mic’s honor to Mic himself - can he? The moment passes while he debates.

“I wasn’t sure if you’d want to be on camera or not?” Mic says, tentatively.

“I’d rather not, if it’s all the same to you,” says Aizawa. “I’m more the behind the scenes type.”

“Totally, no problem!” Mic says, gesturing to his desk. “You can sit there, if that’s okay? The only other seat is by me.”

Aizawa looks at the chair, then back to the small couch where Mic will be streaming from. “I think I’ll have to be closer to get photos for the article, if that’s all right.”

“You’ll be on camera,” Mic bites his lip. “I mean, maybe i could re-angle it, but then the screen-“

“It’s fine,” Aizawa says. “Journalism is about hardship.”

Mic snorts, and Aizawa can’t keep a little smirk off his face, proud that he got a laugh.

The stream goes smoothly - Aizawa likes it even more like this, without the chat to distract him, and close enough to notice things he’s never seen before. Mic’s feet twitch when he’s focusing hard, and his socks have cats on them. It’s adorable. Aizawa takes no notes - he doesn’t really need to, he’s seen enough streams to write this article in his sleep, and anyway, it’s not like he’s going to forget a minute of this.

Afterwards, once they’ve signed off, Mic talks him through his post show routine, everything from calculating how much he made and comparing it to previous weeks in a spreadsheet to going over the chat. “Huh,” Mic’s eyebrows crease as he looks at the chat logs. “Things got a little out of hand tonight.”

“Oh?” Aizawa says, shuffling uncomfortably. He suspects he knows why that is.

“Yeah, one of my regular mods wasn’t on tonight. I hope he’s all right - it’s not like him to miss.”

“You have a lot of viewers,” Aizawa says, tentative now. “Do you know them all so well?”

Mic shrugs, embarrassed. “No, i wish I did! But this guy’s special, he’s really funny and he keeps all the trolls in line. I’d DM him to see if he’s okay but that’s weird, right? That’s weird. And anyway I tried to talk to him once before but he shot me down.”

“I didn’t-“ Aizawa says before he can stop himself. The curse is real. Mic stares at him, open mouthed, confused at first but then his eyes widen as he realizes what must have happened. Before he can say anything, Aizawa cuts him off. “Sorry. That i couldn’t mod tonight.” He mumbles, hand buried in his hair. He can’t meet Mic’s eyes anymore. “I’ll be back next week.”

Mic opens his mouth to speak, but Aizawa interrupts again, before he can. “And I didn’t - I didn’t shoot you down. I just didn’t think you’d want to talk to me. Why would you?”

Mic blinks, and Aizawa isn’t sure what he’s going to say. Will he be mad? Aizawa kind of lied to him. Is he disappointed? Does Aizawa not look like he expected? Has he been too silent? Too unfriendly? Does Mic not want to get to know him anymore? But when Mic finally speaks, what comes out is

“I can’t believe you made me memorize that stupid fucking username, we’re picking you a new one right now.”

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smolbeandrabbles · 3 years

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The Edges - Ralph Anderson x Reader (The Outsider)

@wltz-bby @happyskywhale

Author’s Note: Requested by a sweet Anon 🥰 Thank you for requesting-!

So I thought this was gonna be really short and then I just... did this all in an evening.

I’ve put you in book setting of Flint City and DA Bill Samuels again, sorry 🙈

Also Ralph is an Autumn/Winter baby now, I don’t make the rules.

Featuring a super obscure reference from Episode 8 of ‘The Outsider’

Disclaimer: The Outsider not mine / gif not mine / lyrics not mine / AU no Derek or Jeannie here

Premise: Ralph Anderson could count on himself to say the wrong thing, only this time it’s two days before the birthday you’ve spent all month planning for him. This time he’s not sure if ‘sorry’ is going to cover it...

Words: 4403

Warnings: Swearing / slight sexual connotations / drinking / AU

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If life's a puzzle there's a piece for the night we met Next to the one where you drove me home If life's a puzzle there's a piece for our first kiss And it's connected to a summer song And nothing else fit baby before this Love was a struggle So all I know is baby that if this life's a puzzle You are the edges, you're holding all of me together You are the edges making the bigger picture better Before you I didn't know where to start You rounded up the pieces of a broken heart Might take a little time to figure out what the rest is But you are the edges, you are the edges If life's a puzzle there's a piece for our first fight It's bright red and it fits just right Next to the one shaped like sorry On a long ride home from a birthday party And nothing else fit baby before this Love was a struggle So all I know is baby that if this life's a puzzle You are the edges where everything ends and it begins You are the edges and we're gonna fill this whole thing in Yeah Before you I didn't know where to start You rounded up the pieces of a broken heart Might take a little time to figure out what the rest is But you are the edges

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It was a stupid thing to say. He regretted it as instantly as it came out of his mouth. It was watching the light leave your eyes, all your excitement was gone – just like that. The day was getting later, and he’d had a hard one at work. With two days until his birthday Ralph really wanted nothing more than to have a quiet night in and forget about everything. You, who had spent the last month or so planning his birthday out, could not have had a more opposite feeling. It wasn’t exactly a big secret; you were going to dinner with all your closest friends, and then you’d hired out almost the entirety of his favourite bar to have people come and go as they pleased to wish him happy birthday. And you’d extended that out to pretty much all of Flint City, and your families. So, tonight’s exciting information was that his brother just so happened to be in the area and had promised to drop in. Now, Ralph doubted that would actually happen, but for you to even get hold of Johnny – yet alone get a verbal agreement – was its own achievement. But Ralph was tired, he didn’t care right now, and if he was honest… he wasn’t even sure he wanted a big party with the way he was feeling. So when he just kinda nodded along with an “Uh huh.” And you’d read him and said, “Babe, what’s wrong?” You’d been hit with the very knee-jerk reaction of, “I don’t even want this party! This is all your idea! I just wanna have a quiet birthday!” That not only got increasingly loud, but also angrier. Leading to silence that made Ralph wish he’d just bit his tongue. Then he’d tried to stumble through something else to make it better, but he’d only succeeded in making it worse – and pretty soon you’d been crying and had not only run from the room, but also the house… That was two nights ago, and sitting at his desk on his actual birthday, you hadn’t been home yet. Well, not that he’d seen. Ralph knew he’d overdone it, but he wanted to apologise to your face, rather than over text or call. Besides, he’d actually called your mobile more than a few times yesterday and every single time it went to voicemail. He didn’t want to tell any of his friends that anything was up, and in fact they were just as excited about tonight as you had been. Every time someone called out a cheerful ‘Happy Birthday!’ to him Ralph had to smile and say ‘thank you’ gracefully, even though he was even less joyous about it today than he had been when you’d run out. Eventually Ralph gave in and gave you one last call. Voicemail. Again. There was nothing for it then, other than to hunker down and do his work until he could drive home and get ready for tonight. Yune was the one to tap his desk eventually and snap him out of it, “Yo, birthday boy – it’s go time!” “Oh man, just let me finish this report…” “Uh uh, no way!!” Yune dragged Ralph’s chair away from his desk, and hoisted him up by his arms, “Out! Out! Out! We’re getting rounds in before dinner, I’m buyin’… or Samuels is buying, whatever-! Someone is buying that ain’t you!” Ralph couldn’t help but laugh, “Okay! Okay! Can I shut my computer down at least-!?” “I’m watching you, type another sentence and I’m gonna pull it out of the wall, and you won’t get the chance to save it!” Yune grinned. “Geez, I wouldn’t put it past ya either…” Then Ralph remembered, “Hold on, are you going right now?” “Well, yeah, but our fancy DA won’t be there until a little later – why?” “I… gotta get changed, first.” “Cool, I’ll wait in the car.” Ralph laughed again, “Alright, sweet!” Yune tapped him as they walked back through the precinct, “That’s to make sure you don’t skip out on me! You can��t leave me alone with him, I’ll go insane!” *** They managed to get a few rounds in before Samuels appeared – during that time Ralph tried to forget that the other reason he wanted to be home was to check for signs of you, still nothing – and the DA looked as ticked off as usual. Yune led off, arms folded, “Go on then, which one of ‘your boys’ is giving you jip this time.” Bill Samuels had changed out of his suit too: nice shirt, nice jeans, good black leather jacket – he gave Yune a look to shut him up and turned his unimpressed face on Ralph. “I hear you’re in a lot of shit!” Yune’s expression was unfathomable, “It’s his birthday man, what the hell!” Although when his eyes flicked back to Ralph, the detective looked guilty. Ralph swallowed thickly, “She told you.” “Yeah, she’s been at my place for two days – she won’t tell me everything, but you’ve clearly upset her!” Yune raised an eyebrow, Ralph of course hadn’t told anyone you’d had a falling out. It would make sense for Bill Samuels to know everything though, and for you to go to him. He was your best friend in Flint City, your parents lived out of town so there wasn’t really anywhere else you could have gone. Ralph should have used his detective skills to figure that out – in fact it probably wouldn’t even have taken a detective. “What the hell-!?” Yune smacked his arm, “What happened!?” “It was stupid, but she can’t say I haven’t tried calling her to apologise! She won’t pick up my calls!” “What did you say-!?!?” “I told her I didn’t want this…” Samuels put a hand to his forehead, “After she’s just spent a month planning it out?” “I know! It was late, I had a bad day at the office, I’m an idiot, can we move on?” Bill and Yune gave each other the same look before the DA cleared his throat, “Well after all that, I hope she turns up!” Ralph sighed, turning back to the bar, “Me too.” Yune could only grimace before quickly changing the subject, “Another round guys? What you having?” *** All things considered; Ralph did actually find himself enjoying his birthday evening. You didn’t turn up to the meal however, and after a few reassurances that ‘she’ll be here!’ both from his friends to him and also him to those who joined the three of them, everyone just kinda lapsed into silence about it. Not before Yune had hissed at Samuels to text you. “I can’t force her to come Yune-!” “Well, can we just put the guy out of his misery already?” “Ralph’s a big boy, he can handle it.” “Yeah okay, and whatever he said to her he shouldn’t have. But she set all this up… it’s a shame for her to miss it.” You didn’t reply to the text, but Bill did indicate that you’d read it. When they all arrived at the bar it was done up with banners and streamers, people were already waiting to celebrate with Detective Anderson and seemed to want to buy him round after round of drinks. Ralph just allowed himself to get lost in it all. Turning to the others with a slight smile, “Well, at least we know she was here.” It was nice to see old friends again, and you really had done a brilliant job with coordinating things, digging out people’s contact details and inviting them over from miles around. What struck Ralph the most was how happy they all were to be invited and to see him. The more he heard people say that, and talk about how sweet you were over the phone the more he beamed. “She- she’s really somethin’!” Ralph agreed, with a humble smile, only wishing that as he said it he could pull you closer and watch you get shy, burying your face in his jacket to hide the cute way you would blush. Ralph even received a call from Holly Gibney to wish him the best, “Happy Birthday Ralph!” “I knew you wouldn’t forget.” “I didn’t. But Y/N called anyway to invite me over. I’m sorry I couldn’t make it.” “She seems to have called the entire world to wish me well, Holly!” “Doesn’t surprise me!” She laughed gently, “Give her my love too, Ralph.” “I will. I promise.” If only he could see you to do such a thing. Things got later and he, Bill and Yune were back sitting at a bar chatting about nothing in particular. Including Ralph and Yune summing up cases that were heading Bill’s way and him rolling his eyes, “Brilliant. This sounds so exciting.” And the other two bursting into laugher at the look on his face. At least they were glad to see Ralph having a good time. Making the most even out of a bad situation. *** When you arrived at the bar it certainly was late in the day, groups of people you’d invited all off talking but all still here for him. You were glad of that; it was important that Ralph realise just how much he meant to people – even those outside of Flint City. You couldn’t help but smile as you continued to look around – the owners had let you come in early and spend your morning putting everything up (and also venting your frustrations) and, now it was bustling with people, Ralph’s favourite bar looked even better. Those people who had spotted you were already thanking you for their invites and commenting on how lovely the decorations were. You were taking all of that very much to heart. ‘Worth it in the end, wasn’t it, Ralph Anderson?’ You’d fought with yourself all evening – on the one hand you were scared that he really didn’t want to be here, and that he would just upset you all over again if you turned up and he wasn’t enjoying it, or he was only acting like he was enjoying it. Perhaps Ralph wouldn’t even have turned up at all – although you’d imagine Yune Sablo would have dragged him across town, no excuses. Part of you wanted to stay away out of spite – but then you didn’t want to be spiteful towards him on his birthday. You weren’t sure you could face him over dinner though, so that you’d had to skip and just hoped everyone would forgive you later. You also wanted to make sure that people were here before you turned up, because the ease of conversation between you would be better when the focus wouldn’t be on the two of you as the birthday boy and his significant other. Now to find him… Ralph was not the first of the three of them to spot you; Samuels was the one who offered you a small wave across the bar before nudging him. “Huh?” The DA just nodded and Ralph swivelled on his chair, before his lips parted. You were standing a little way away, and Ralph couldn’t describe you as looking anything other than flawless. Hair and makeup done, your dress was perfect – just the right length to be modest yet show off your legs, sleeves and shoulders in pretty patterned lace, in your hands was a card and present. You stood out in stark contrast to everyone else in the room. You caught his eye and smiled softly, but were clearly waiting for him to come to you. Yune pushed his back, “Go get her, Tiger.” Ralph almost told him to shut up, especially as Bill decided the joke was worth laughing at, but instead slipped from his stool and crossed the room to you. “You’re here.” You nearly giggled, “It’s your birthday, Ralph Anderson, of course I’m here.” “I thought you wouldn’t want to see me.” “I won’t lie, I had to talk myself into it.” His head bowed, “I’m sorry.” “I forgive you, we all have bad work days – I should have known that too.” “No, no. This one is on me, I won’t let you blame yourself.” “Okay, well…” You stepped forward, closing the gap between you, and stood up on your toes – sometimes you loved that he was so tall, sometimes you’d damn him for it - brushing your lips to his, before Ralph pulled you in for a real kiss. Sweet, gentle and apologetic. You knew you had an audience; you didn’t really care. “Happy Birthday.” Sinking back to height you held out his gift, “I hope you like it.” “Thank you.” Ralph took it from you delicately, already chuckling, “Is this what I think it is?” It was so obviously record shaped that he didn’t see how it could be anything else. You gave a shrug, “You’ll have to open it won’t you.” “If this is ‘The Original Washington Square’ I’ll kill you!” “Uh, careful, Detective, there’s a whole bunch of witnesses!” “And a DA and a police lieutenant, but I’m sure we can cover it up if I can get them on side.” “Samuels? Good luck!” He continued laughing, turning it over in his hands, “Can I open it?” “Isn’t that what gifts are for?” He tore carefully through the paper, and then started laughing: The Original Washington Square by The Village Stompers, indeed. “I can’t believe you found it-!” “Took some digging, but some people I know came through.” “Near mint… Aw, Y/N.” Ralph enveloped you in a hug, “I really… really don’t deserve you.” You squeezed him tight, happy to once again be in his arms, “Now don’t you start-! Happy Birthday, darling!” You both stepped back, and he took your hands in his as best he could, “Do you want a drink, or something?” “Actually… I know it’s the party I set up, but I came here to steal you away, Mr. Anderson.” “Oh?” He smiled, “Stealing? You’re walking a fine line there!” “Thought as much!” Ralph turned back to the other two, “Can I say goodbye?” “Mhm.” You ushered him back to them, and at least you watched the three of them banter together before they both hugged him, wishing him the happiest of birthdays – and something that was obviously suggestive by the way he shoved Yune’s shoulder – before they waved him and you off. Ralph draped his arm around your shoulders with a gentle smile, “Alright, you’ve piqued my interest, where are you taking me?” “Ahhhhh… It’s a surprise! Use your detective skills, and you might just figure it out!”

*** Ralph recognised the road you were taking out of Flint City at least – it was the one you needed for the main road to your parents place, so wherever you were taking him, it was easy for Ralph to see how you’d discovered it. “We’re not going all the way out to your folks, are we?” You smirked from the drivers side, “Why? Nervous?” “Not unless you’ve told your dad I upset you two days ago.” “I did no such thing!” You laughed, “It’s just up here, don’t worry yourself.” “As a detective…” Ralph craned his neck, there weren’t many lights up this road to tell him much of anything, “…dark secluded places out in the middle of nowhere tend to get my back up.” “Well thank god I have the FCPD’s finest with me.” He chuckled, and you saw the pink dust his cheeks, “Alright you, I get it.” When you pulled into a side road that Ralph didn’t even see coming, he was glad that your truck was built for off roading, “Yeah, now I’m getting real nervous!” There was a faint glow just up the track and soon you turned again as a tiny collection of quaint looking buildings came into view. Ralph squinted at the sign, “What… is a stargazing ranch?” “Bet you didn’t know Flint City was anywhere near one.” “That doesn’t answer my question.” “It is a stargazing ranch. Is what it is.” “…You’d be so helpful in a police interrogation.” You beamed across at him, “You’re welcome!” You continued on a little way until you came upon another little collection of guest huts, although you were paying more attention to the sky. “Look, Ralph! Look at them!” Well at least he knew now that stargazing was literal. “Where are we?” “You can stay here, but it’s mostly for avid stargazers. Ah, the things you can find on the internet.” “…Right well,” he cleared his throat, “what made you think of this?” “I watch you out in the garden sometimes, but you can’t see them as well there. And I just… wanted to get you alone for a little while.” You parked your truck up, “Your birthday isn’t over, either.” “Are we… staying here?” “Mhm. Don’t worry about clothes and stuff, trust me, you’re covered.” You opened the truck door, “I just need to set up, hold on a second…” Ralph undid his seat belt but waited patiently, giggling to himself at how crazy this seemed to be as you rummaged around in the back of your truck. The tailgate went down and you hopped up and down in the bed for a little while, before you appeared at his side. “I’m gonna need that record and your accompaniment now.” “Can I get out?” “If you close your eyes and trust me.” “This is where I get murdered isn’t it?” “Oh yes.” He laughed, hopping out of the truck, closing his eyes obediently as you took his hand and led him around the back. He heard the flicking of a lighter – Ralph wouldn’t be surprised if it was his own and you’d done a little too much rummaging in his drawers for it – and then sparks, making his eyebrows furrow. “Okay.” You breathed quietly and turned back to him, “Happy Birthday, Ralph!” He opened his eyes slowly, and what came out was a mix of ‘Oh!’ and ‘Aw!’. In the back of your truck you’d set up blankets and pillows to make a comfortable fort for the evening, there was a small cooler for drinks, and a record player. That explained why you wanted the one he was currently holding. But the centrepiece of all this was a cake, three layers of his favourite type with his favourite frosting, inscribed with ‘Happy Birthday Ralph’. Complete with sparklers and- “What is that?” “Oh it’s a fountain… I thought it looked cool!” The shower of blue and silver sparks certainly was something to behold, and Ralph put his hand over his mouth for a second to stop grinning like too much of an idiot. “Oh, Y/N… You didn’t have to-” “YES. YES I did! How can you not understand that? You’re an idiot, Ralph Anderson but you mean the world to me. Heck, without you I don’t know where I would be! And I was SO mad at you! SO mad that you couldn’t see how much you meant to people that they would want to turn up to these things and tell you how much they loved you!! But it took me two days to figure this all out so staying with Bill was kinda a blessing but… Oh, Ralph… I know you think you’re one man to the world but you are the WORLD to so many people. And my world could not exist without you.” He was looking at you very seriously, and all of this was hitting him very hard. Ralph swallowed, fighting back the urge to let at least one tear fall as he wrapped you back in his arms, “Oh… Y/N… I’m…” “Don’t tell me your sorry, I know that… I know.” You wound your arms around him too, “Just… please tell me you realise how much you’re worth?” He pressed a kiss to the crown of your head and smiled, “Sometimes… I think I do. And you’re for sure going to kick it into me.” Ralph pulled back, “I guess I should blow those out and make a wish, huh?” “Yes. You should, but no telling!” Ralph blew the candles out and you let him cut the cake into neat pieces before you both clambered into the back of your truck. He slid the record from its sleeve and set it up on the player, settling back with you Ralph held you in his arms again. You listened in silence for a little bit, content to just eat cake and crack open some drinks in each other’s presence. “Did your brother turn up!?” “No.” He laughed, “I admire your trying.” “Unless he turned up so late that you’d left!” “I hope they gave him hell!” “Oh my god! You think they know who he is to do that?” “He doesn’t look so different to me!” “Don’t know about that, you’re certainly more attractive.” You raised your eyebrows at him. “Oh, we’re gonna trash talk my brother all night?!” Then you both ended up cracking up once more and Ralph turned his attention to the cake, “Okay, this is SO good – did you bake it!?” You blushed horribly, “I should pretend I did. But no, I just ordered it.” “Oh… I’ll forget I asked.” “Haha! I appreciate that!” He studied your face for a moment, before leaning in and kissing you suddenly, making you gasp, “Wh-” “Frosting.” “You are… not as smooth as you think you are!” He cackled, “Yeaaah right, you should see the look on your face!” You shoved him, though knew you were at least a little flushed. Then you did settle back to watch the stars, “Y/N, I know I’ve said thank you a few times tonight but, honestly, your planning is impeccable.” “So… Detective Anderson is telling me he had a good birthday?” “Yes…” “Wow. Not bad when he didn’t want it!” “HUSH!” “I’m holding that over you for a long time, babe, get used to it!” You raised your can with a smile and took a sip. “Just let me thank you!” “I am letting you thank me, gosh, to think you’re usually the one winding me up so easily.” “All I want to say is, thank you for making this such a great birthday… I only wish I hadn’t been such an idiot and you could have shared it all with me.” “Oh, was dinner good?” “Really good.” “I’m glad, it came highly recommended. I was busy up here; don’t worry I did eat. I guess I was worried you wouldn’t want to see me anyway.” “Look I’m just… I’m glad we’re here, now.” You smiled gently as Ralph brushed his lips to yours again, “Me too.” You continued to snuggle together under blankets until the record side needed to be changed and then, as Ralph skilfully flipped it, stayed that way until the record ended. You were happy that the sky was cloudless and that the stars were particularly bright. You’d worried about that all day. “Well,” he looked to the record player, “That was money well spent!” “Oh! I’m not done with you yet…” You rummaged around behind you, and pulled out another box, it made sounds every time you moved it and Ralph once again didn’t need detective skills to know what was inside. “You got me another gift?” “Mhm.” “…Look I know I’m old, but I’m not sure I’m ‘puzzles as a hobby’ old.” “Don’t be so rude and open it! You don’t know what it is!” His grin only told you that this time it was his tease rattling you - as it should be in his opinion - and once again tore the brightly coloured paper from the box neatly. Ralph paused for a second, looking at the picture that the pieces would create. Then looked to you questioningly. “Well, there’s not a picture of us in your office, and you always said this one was your favourite. So, when you’re between cases or you need to take your mind off a case… you can work on your puzzle and after you put the pieces together, you can frame it and put it on the wall-!” “You’re crazy.” “99% of the time, yeah. What’s your point?” But Ralph was beaming, “It is my favourite. But you could have just got me a framed photograph.” “Too easy, Mr. Anderson. I wanted to give you something to do! Also there’s some cheesy line about completing me in there too, but I’m too embarrassed to say it out loud…” He placed the box down and cupped your face in one of his hands before leaning to kiss you into silence again, “Don’t worry,” these words were said between kisses, “I know exactly what you meant.” You wrapped your arms around Ralph as these short sweet kisses continued, and the wind cut in just the wrong direction, forcing you to shiver. “Oh, someone’s cold.” “Well…” You jerked your head behind you, “There’s a whole ass hut back there we can go get warm in.” “Get warm, or get warm?” He questioned, without a hint of suggestiveness crossing his face; smooth one Ralph… “Well…” You thought on it for a minute, “Think that should be birthday boy’s choice.” “Ahhhh… Then I’ll just have to keep you guessing!” He winked, guiding you back to the tailgate you tidied a little before carrying things inside. You were right, it didn’t take long to get a little fire going and for it to warm up nicely. Ralph stood, and admired his handiwork before he turned to you, “Well, you did put on a nice dress just for me…” “Meaning what?” Although the smirk on your face was playful. “Meaning I shouldn’t waste the opportunity to love on such a kind, beautiful girl when she did so much for me today.” He crossed the room before sweeping you up into his arms. You pointed across the room, opposite to where he was taking you, “Alright, Detective Anderson, bedroom’s that way.” Ralph kissed you once again, slow and full of promises, “There she goes again.” “Happy to help, birthday boy.” You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, with a wink, kissing his cheek once more. As he turned on a dime, you still in his arms, he gave an embarrassed ‘we won’t talk about this’ clear of his throat. Well, you wouldn’t tease him about his detective skills just yet. You knew he was about to put them to good use.

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#Ralph Anderson x Reader #Ralph Anderson #The Outsider #hbos the outsider #the outsider hbo #Ben Mendelsohn #That Premise is... misleading at best but it's the one I wrote out.#190 #10 UNTIL 200!!#ONE-NINETY!#I'm SCREAMING!#I tried to make her less Harmony but it's a Harmony/Ralph song #...She's Harmony I can't lie. Just taken out of all her own context #Anderson and Andersson Detective Co.#AU!Harmony #Harmony #Also - I just... are HBO trying to tell us that Ralph is 46?#Because that's what I just did the calculation and got?#SO either they've fucked up Derek even more than I thought #Or Ralph is 46.#...I really am NOT going through 10 hours just to find the face of dereks grave stone again but if someone can tell me how old he was...#...when he died that would be aces #And when he died?#I think I remember it being 2018? And the show is set in 2019?#So if Derek was (book canon) 14.... then Ralph's age is #16 (age his mum died) + 15 (years later when Derek was born) + 14 (Dereks age) + 1 (2018-19)#Which is 46!#If anyone read this I will be surprised but it's worth putting it in here.

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Jumbled AU Character Information Time!

What’s the Jumbled AU? Another Roleswap except it’s less swap between two characters and more... Jumbled! Created for fun of course!

I ended up tweaking it all up a bit and I’m pretty happy with it now!

Meet The Crew:

FORZEN-

“No, I’m right there with you. Black Mesa is the worst.”

- Takes Gordon’s role as Team Leader

- Graduated from MIT and was recently hired by Black Mesa. He’s been there less than a year and he’s already regretting it.

- Gets stuck in a HEV Suit and would very much like out of it, thank you very much.

- Originally wanted time be a streamer but his mother talked him into going into Science like everyone else in the family did. Forzen and his family have a rocky relationship and this is one of the reasons why.

- Hates his job and is miserable but he does it anyways because he’s good at it and it makes him money.

- A lot smarter than he looks or acts.

- Very protective over his team and is quite the shot. Prides himself a little on his good aim.

- Carries around a ‘Lucky Bayblade’ wherever he goes. Insists it’s kept him safe as a kid and as long as he has it, he will make it through alright.

- Is a single father as his partner left as soon as the kid was born. Forzen is determined to be a good father because of this. His kid’s full name is Scythe Kronos (Yes, that’s all their first name) but Forzen also calls them Scye for short. Forzen will do anything to make it back to his kid. He doesn’t want them to end up orphaned.

- Loses his right eye in the betrayal. Without his depth perception, his aim is worse than ever and he struggles to protect his team.

- Gets a robotic eye from the Cybernetics Department later that gives him better aim than before.

TOMMY-

“Get- get out of my way or I’ll make you.”

- Takes the place of Benrey as inhuman antagonist.

- Is a Shapeshifting alien who takes the shape of a human to blend in for his mission. Has a lot of power but never got to properly learn how to use it as he was separated from his father when he was young.

- Sunkist is his alien pet who takes the shape of a golden retriever to do the same. She fights alongside him.

- Initially takes on Earthly Interests such as Beyblades, soda, and certain TV shows as a way to blend in but actually starts to like them.

- Takes on a job at Black Mesa as a security guard so that he can search for his dad. Doesn’t actually find him until the Resonance Cascade.

- Tampers with the experiment and causes the Resonance Cascade in order to lower Black Mesa’s defenses so he and his dad can make their escape.

- Makes a deal with the military that if he sells Forzen out, they’ll leave everyone else alone. However, the military double crosses Tommy once they realize that his dad is a valuable experiment to Black Mesa. Tommy is not happy about this.

- Eventually comes to the conclusion that his dad will never be safe as long as Black Mesa is around. Goes to Xen with the others, keeps his cover the entire time, and once they reach Xen’s power source, Tommy takes it for himself and tries to destroy Black Mesa and everyone in it.

- It’s all for family. Step aside or you’ll just get hurt.

GORDON-

“There’s absolutely no way that’s up to code... You guys seeing this?”

- Takes the place of Tommy as Main Support.

- Has worked for Black Mesa for a while now but isn’t entirely fond of it. He’s aware it’s morally gray at best (And that’s sugar coating it) but he can’t quit because he’s bound by contract to stay there for a certain amount of years. At least it pays well, right?

- Lost his arm in a lab accident a few years ago. Luckily, cybernetics fitted him with a robotic prosthetic. The one who made him the arm also outfitted him with a gun-arm he can put on. Gordon didn’t understand why he would need it but after the Resonance Cascade happened, he’s glad he has it.

- One hell of a shot, especially when he’s freaking out a bit (“Gordon going ham!” @ himself).

- Has been a bit obsessed with safety regulations since he lost his arm (But honestly who wouldn’t be?) and is constantly baffled by Black Mesa’s OSHA Violations.

- Has a son back home, Joshua, who he would very much like to make it back to. Forzen and Gordon swap telling stories about their kids sometimes.

- Helps Forzen out after he’s lost his eye and tells him that he can get help from Cybernetics given Gordon knows a guy from the department.

- Is pretty good friends with Tommy and while he does try to stop him from destroying Black Mesa- he hates the place too but there’s a lot of scientists there who are bound by contract just like he is- Tommy spares him from his attacks.

- Seems to be fairly good friends with the mysterious being who keeps popping up, Bubby. Apparently Gordon has helped hide him away more than a few times when he gets stuck so he owes him.

DARNOLD-

“Uh oh... That might be one of my evil clones...”

- Takes the role of Dr. Coomer as the enhanced scientist with clones.

- Has biological enhancements such as built in rocket boots and extendo arms but they were all given to him when Darnold tested his own potions. He mostly uses these to get the group out of trouble.

- In the same situation as Gordon when it comes to being bound by contract. Neither are very thrilled about it but at least Darnold has been in Black Mesa long enough that he can influence change.

- Head of the Mixology Department but took interest in Xen for a while and oversaw the experiment that caused the Resonance Cascade.

- Signed onto the cloning experiment and now has a lot of clones that help around Black Mesa. Darnold is pretty friendly with them and tries to help some escape when the Resonance Cascade. Unfortunately a lot of them die, which gets to Darnold.

- A few clones drank his Evil Powerade and went rogue a while ago. Fortunately, they’re version of ‘Evil’ is essentially a cartoon mad scientist/supervillain. Unfortunately, they’re still a bit of a nuisance and the gang has to look out for tripwire traps and a few of their minions.

- Carries around a lot of potions to help. Has a strength potion that is particularly helpful in a pinch. Also has a special Forbidden Potion that he uses in the final battle.

- One of the few people that treated G-Man like a person rather than an experiment and thus, has his favor.

- Introduces Tommy to Earthly things and customs. Doesn’t piece it together that he’s an alien until later.

- Tried to help in the betrayal but Tommy held him back, saying it was for the best. Runs as soon as he realizes he’s in danger and hides away from the rest of the team. Actively avoids Forzen and Gordon for a while out of stress but eventually has to step in when one of his Evil Clones captures them.

G-MAN-

“Oh believe me, I am just as... Eager to get out of Black Mesa as the rest of you.”

- Takes the role of Bubby as Black Mesa’s favorite experiment

- If Bubby is like Shadow the Hedgehog, then G-Man is like Mewtwo.

- Is an alien that has been alive much longer than Black Mesa itself. A powerful one at that.

- Black Mesa started hunting him down as soon as they learned of his existence. G-Man had just created Tommy not too long ago and was weak when they came. Managed to protect Tommy but was captured as a result and imprisioned in Black Mesa.

- Nicknamed Project Goodman as Black Mesa wished to one day use his powers for their own benefit. The nickname ‘G-Man’ came later and stuck.

- Has a lot of powers relating to the mind (I.E. Levitation, telekinesis, telepathy, etc.) but Black Mesa keeps power dampeners on him so he can’t escape, no matter how much he may try. G-Man and Tommy search for a way to get these off of him, but little do they know that Black Mesa has other ways of ensuring he can’t go rogue...

- Started acting polite and professional a while back and keeps up the facade as it keeps him out of trouble and gets him more freedom. He now works as a scientist to ‘Help’ Black Mesa but is just biding his time until he can make his escape.

- Absolutely despises being in his tube and tends to get aggressive when in small spaces because of this.

- Has very few scientists he actually likes. Darnold is on this short list as he is kind to him.

- Finally reunited with his son after so long and wants nothing more than to escape together.

- They were so close...

BENREY-

“Oh yo, what happened to your eye, dude? Psh, no worries, I got a cybernetic eye for ya that’s gonna look sick as fuck!”

- Takes the role of Darnold as the guy who has a solution to a certain missing body part.

- Is one of the best in the Cybernetics Department and was the one who made Gordon his arm and gun-arm when he lost it in the accident.

- Became weird friends with Gordon after he helped him out. Benrey may or may not send cryptic messages and cat photos at 4AM to Gordon, who is very concerned for his health.

- The Cybernetics Department was originally supposed to be laid off due to budget cuts and the Mixology Department was going to expand and take over the lab but Benrey refused to leave his lab like everyone else and hacked the doors so nobody could get in. They would’ve dealt with it but soon after, the Resonance Cascade happened and Black Mesa has bigger worries than a rogue cybernetics scientist so Benrey just kinda. Stayed. He’s the only remaining member of the Cybernetics Team.

- A good mechanic and a master hacker. He ends up hacking into the security cameras and the VOX to watch the team as they go. He speaks via the VOX- and never tells them who he is- but as soon as they reach his lab, Benrey greets them like old friends.

- While he does like to mess with the team a little, he’s pretty helpful for the most part. He opens up a few locked doors and gives a few heads up every once in a while.

- “ROCKET. LAUNCH. GOOD.” Yeah that was Benrey. Gordon actually hits himself once he realizes it’s Benrey because everything suddenly makes sense.

- Gives Forzen a cybernetic eye that actually gives him better aim than before. Said eye also “May or may not have other sick features.”

- Benrey refuses to elaborate on this.

COOMER-

“OH HO HO HO, BAD MOVE! TIME FOR ME TO GO IN FOR THE KILL!”

- Takes the role of Forzen as minor antagonist.

- Joined the military because of his Ex-Wife’s pressuring to do so. They’re both still in the military but they don’t talk anymore.

- Volunteered to test out a new serum that would genetically enhance him to be an one man army due to his love for Science. He didn’t expect for it to work like it did.

- The serum gave him superhuman abilities such as strength, high leaping power, endurance, regeneration, and other such. However, there was a side effect to the serum as it also gave him a bit of a bloodlust. “I crave violence” is very literal now.

- Very powerful but unfortunately a bit of a loose cannon. They only send him in if they’re getting desperate since he causes a lot of collateral damage.

- Can calm down and have regular conversations but it takes a lot of effort. The serum screwed with his head a lot.

- Is sent to take down the Science Team. 90% of the time, they have to run from him and shake him off their trail other than fight him as he’s a lot stronger than the rest of them.

- Kidnaps Gordon rather than Sunkist at one point and holds him hostage. The Science Team has to work together to take him back.

- Saved Bubby’s life once and now whenever Coomer gets into real danger, Bubby teleports him away. Bubby is one of the few people who can calm Coomer down for long periods of time and Coomer is very fond of Bubby.

BUBBY-

“Who I am is none of your goddamn business.”

- Takes the role of G-Man as a powerful being who keeps showing up.

- Originally was created by Black Mesa and worked for them but in an experiment gone horribly wrong, Bubby abruptly disappeared with no trace.

- The accident gave Bubby dimensional powers over Time and Space but unfortunately, Bubby struggles to figure them out and they’re rather unstable at first.

- Because of their instability, Bubby sometimes randomly will teleport and get stuck in places he doesn’t want to be in. This happens far too frequently in Black Mesa but luckily, Gordon knows him and starts hiding him from Black Mesa whenever he gets stuck.

- This also happened once when Bubby ended up in the middle of an active battlefield and nearly got killed had Coomer not saw him get teleported in and rescued him.

- Bubby has taken a certain fondness for both of them and watches over them from the shadows as his own way of saying ‘Thank You’.

- Black Mesa is vaguely aware that Bubby is still out there but he’s become a bit of a cryptid to them. There’s some security footage of him teleporting in but all security footage gets really staticy and stops working after he appears in it.

- Bubby absolutely despises Black Mesa.

- If he wants something changed, he will change it, by force if necessary.

- Starts watching the team closely after the Resonance Cascade. At first thinks that some of them are aligned with Black Mesa and actively tries to stop them until he figures out that they’ve all fallen victim to it as well and becomes somewhat of an ally.

Anddd that’s the team!

That took a LONG time to type out but hopefully it’s interesting! I’m having a lot of thoughts about this AU currently so if you’re curious at all, send me an ask and I can talk about it more!

#SB Speaks #SB Rambles #Jumbled AU #Not sure if I’ll ever do a big fic but I’m much mord likely to do a series of smaller ones #Because I honestly do like how this AU turned out #It was fun seeing what kind of relationships would happen and what different characters motivations were n stuff!#long post

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Fic Recs

two weeks of procrastination special!

Teen Wolf

Support by Epibreren | stiles isn’t in the loop au

In which Stiles and Derek are dating, and Stiles is under the impression that Derek is a furry.

Welcome to Rosie's Diner can I interest you in an eye-opener? by crossroadswrite | diner au

An entire diner is shipping sterek because they believe they’re a couple. Stiles and Derek, of course, are not (yet).

i wait for you like a lonely house by bleep0bleep | future au

“Derek isn’t sure why he buys the house.”

The (Figurative) Death of Destructo-Derek by newtypeshadow | Werewolf boyband au

“Derek Hale is a clumsy destruction magnet.

Except that he isn't. Unlike everyone else, Stiles can see the curse obstructing Derek's senses and tangling his limbs and causing increasingly destructive accidents. And now that the curse is turning deadly, Stiles is damn well gonna break it—whether Derek Hale believes it exists or not.”

Foundations by Spooks, thesuninside

“Spooks: Yanno, I can't believe that for a show set in California, they didn't do anything with natural disasters.”

Somewhere to Start by Lissadiane | fantasy au(???)

Beauty and the beast au where Stiles is half-fae, Derek is the heir to the Hales, and they’re both in the middle of a political ploy.

Special Order by bleep0bleep | stiles is a food critic au

Stiles, world-renowned food critic, wanders into the restaurant and life of Chef Hale.

dude, it's wednesday by stressingbisexual | series

Stiles is a twitch streamer, and other than that it’s canon-y.

adhd??? i think you mean GAYdhd amirite ladies by weeabooty

If the title isn’t convincing, there’s nothing to say.

Give Me Shelter by WonderWolf

Animal shelter volunteers au, where Derek gives punny names to cats and Stiles picks up more than one stray.

tie your napkin 'round your neck, cherie by magneticwave

“In the low light from Scott’s candles, Lydia is breathtaking. Jackson is still a butt-ugly lizard monster, but he looks like he’s having a religious experience with Stiles’ trifle, so that’s validating in a weird sort of way.” Please read this, it’s so good, cackling will happen.

Once Upon a Time by lady_ragnell

“Five fairy tales Stiles isn't the hero of, and one he might be.”

CSI: Beacon Hills by Jerakeen | restricted work, must have ao3 profile to access

“Back when Stiles was in high school Beacon Hills didn't have a crime lab, because they simply didn't need one. Those were the days.”

Werewolf Daycare by dinolaur

Stiles is forced to take care of the pack: toddler versions. Derek is not useful.

coffee housing by kellifer_fic

Superhero!pack au.

Kiss the Cook by idyll

“Derek's a professional chef, and Stiles is a blogger who butchers his recipes.”

At All Costs by forestofbabel | time-traveling stiles

“Stiles is sent on a mission in time to protect Derek Hale at all costs. He doesn’t know why Derek Hale is so important to the future, but Stiles takes his mission seriously.”

Stiles Stilinski and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day (Well Maybe It Wasn’t That Bad…) by thegirlgrey

Stiles has a very bad day, and then a very good one.

This is Ridiculous by zosofi | future au | Explicit

“There's a unicorn in Beacon Hills. A fricken' unicorn. In fricken' Beacon Hills, California. And it turns out that unicorns aren't drawn towards virgins in a happy-go-lucky let-me-lay-my-not-at-all-metaphorical-horn-in-your-lap way. No. They kill them. And guess who's the only virgin idiotic enough to get sucked into the Beacon Hills supernatural scene? Stiles, that's who.”

Hallowed Grounds by damnfancyscotch

“Everything in Beacon Hills is the same when Stiles comes home from college.

Well, except for the fact that he's a published author now, Scott is halfway across the world with a travelling circus, Erica's epilepsy has been cured, her boss offers him a job too, and there's this weird black dog that seems to be following him around just to judge him.

Oh, and the murders, of course.

But other than that stuff... totally the same old BH.”

Unofficial Stiles Stilinski by elliot_edison | series

“ "So you're the boy he was complaining about the first week of school." Derek tried to remember what she was talking about. When he did, he decided it was his turn to want the world to swallow him whole.

"What?" Stiles frowned.

"Oh, it's nothing bad, sweetie." His aunt Hazel (who has a weirdly calming affect on everyone, which he was grateful for) assured him. "Peter, dear, remind me, what were his exact words?"

"I believe they were something along the lines of 'he spent a whole hour yelling at me and covering me in hello kitty band-aids. I think I want to marry him.'" Peter gave him a look. "Right?” “

Half-hearted Contestant by LadyDrace | not!fic

Stiles is on Derek Hales’s bachelor TV show, but he’s mostly (mostly) there for the food.

Sparkly Pens by mm_coconut | Explicit

Journal entries by Stiles (and Derek.) NSFW

ATLA

Swear by naggeluide

“Toph grew up in the Earth Rumble, and Zuko went through adolescence at sea. Neither of them are shy about using profanity.”

NDRV3

Liar's Gift by booperbeanv3

Ouma gives a bento box, homemade, to Shuichi. They’re dumb and gay.

The Way to a Man's Heart (is through his stomach) by orphan_account

“Shuichi wishes he had at least an hour to think of a response to that, but he doesn't, so he just stares dumbly back at Kokichi. Then, there's a forkful of pancake and strawberry directly in his face. Does Kokichi really expect him to let himself be fed like that? On the same fork, even? When Shuichi doesn't bite, Kokichi frowns again. “Come on, one bite?” His bottom lip juts out, and Shuichi has to wonder if Kokichi can tell that he is hopelessly infatuated after a handful of interactions. It's so bizarre to him, the way he feels like the biggest idiot on the planet and the luckiest guy in the world to be the subject of Kokichi's attention.

And that is decidedly too much emotion for being offered a bite of pancakes, but Shuichi also hasn't ever been in a situation quite like this one before. Every word out of Kokichi's mouth feels like a test and Shuichi just wants to know the right answer. It's overwhelming.”

kokichi is gay and shit at cooking: the saga by hejustkeptonyoing

Crack, but also incredibly funny crack.

Marvel

Bring Your School to Work Day by notoneforreality

“Or yes. Clint waited all of ten seconds for everyone (tonight: Tony, Bruce, Steve, Bucky, Clint, Natasha, Pepper and Peter) to take their seats at the long dinner table before gleefully announcing that Peter had a field trip to the compound next Wednesday. Peter, sat between Bucky and Nat, opposite Tony, buried his face in his hands.

“Lord lend me patience or a handgun.”

Two separate guns were thrust into his field of vision by two separate hands, and Peter blinked. Bucky and Nat narrowed their eyes at each other and Tony snatched both guns away before Peter could touch either.

“Absolutely not. Creepy Russian sensibilities away please.”

Bucky tried to slip Peter a knife, but Steve caught him at it and confiscated the weapon.”

@pbparker by fromstarttofin | twitterfic

“peter parker @pbparker

what i was expecting when i woke up:

-to study for my finals -to eat some captain crunch -for mr stark to brief me on the press conference

what i was not expecting when i woke up:

-500 ??? thousand ??? followers ??????????”

#marvel fic recs #marvel recs #ndrv3 recs #fic recs #teen wolf recs #atla recs #new fandoms oh my #only they're not new i'm just unwilling to spam only teen wolf and instead am spamming old bms #:D i live a hectic term on this plane of existence

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6. au day (streamers/long distance friends) - (ladynoir)

if this one gets enough love, i might turn it into a regular series! i love the idea of this and have so many ideas so please let me know if you’d like to see that!!!

this is pre reveal pre relationship by the way!

AO3

“Carapace, you better revive me this instant or we’re breaking up,” Rena Rouge screams through Adrien’s headset, virtually rendering him deaf.

“There’s a guy on me, Rena. I’m trying,” the other boy on their team huffs, which doesn’t dissuade Rena’s yelling at all.

In fact, she gets even louder. “Cara, he’s literally dancing on me, oh my god if somebody doesn’t save me before I get fully killed.”

“We’re on our way,” Adrien tells her, though he’s not exactly telling the truth.

Him and Ladybug are sitting in a small box they’ve built after finishing a fight with other players. They were about to go help their teammates when Rena started her rampage on Carapace and they decided it was more fun to sit back and watch them struggle.

At Adrien’s words, Ladybug does an emote that makes her laugh and her character sounds like a donkey wheezing its way through a fit of giggles. Adrien copies her, and before he knows it, the two of them are laughing into their headsets which spurs on groans from Rena and Carapace.

“Well maybe if the two of you wouldn’t have gone ahead of us without telling us,” Rena grumbles sourly.

“Oh stop being such a crybaby, Ren,” Ladybug tells her through her laughter, her and Adrien quickly exiting their box as Nino gets hit and loses damage. “Just because you died to fall damage again and got carried into a box by another player to get danced on—”

Rena makes an inhumane noise, her character spinning on the screen as if she’s thrashing her mouse around. “Let me live, Ladybug! Not all of us have the grace you do when it comes to playing this game.”

“True,” Ladybug agrees, managing to make her way into Rena’s box before Carapace does—Rena’s not going to let him live that down. “If you want me to revive you, say Ladybug has a thick ass and Chat Noir doesn’t.”

It’s Adrien’s turn to groan now. “Hey, that’s not nice, Bug! My ass is thick and you know it.”

It goes silent for a few seconds.

“Do I, Chat? Do I really?” An ounce of amusement is evident in Ladybug’s voice as she talks, Rena’s health counter ticking close to her death. “You wish,” she says, instead.

Rolling his eyes with a grin, Adrien drops the conversation and playfully pouts after Ladybug revives Rena once Rena says her silly phrase. “Rena, I thought you loved me,” Adrien fake-cries with a pout, knowing his chat will clip it and send it to Rena. “I thought what we had was special.”

“Sorry, cat. Carapace is the only man for me. If he ever leaves me, though,” Rena trails off, fully healing her character.

“I’m going to build up and jump off if you keep talking like that,” Carapace replies, building up three times before Rena knocks it down, blowing a kiss at him in game.

“As if I’d ever trade you for a furry, babe.”

The whole furry talk is so funny to Adrien, because he knows he’s not. All four of them picked animals to go by—Ladybug’s being the exception. Adrien’s secret identity is a cat, Rena’s a fox, Ladybug’s is self explanatory, and Carapace is a turtle.

Letting go of his push to talk button, Adrien regards his chat for a moment, sending a pout their way. “I’m not a furry, right chat?”

As always, their flood of yes doesn’t surprise him.

“Traitors,” Adrien hisses, his character getting the last kill to win the game. “The lot of you. Every single person in this chat room is a traitor."

Hundreds of variations of love me, senpai’s scroll over his screen. “I’ll turn off stream, you nasties!”

That only encourages them more.

ladyboob: which one of you changed my name tell me before i rage the heat of a thousand suns

turtle boy: wasb’t me ms. ladyboob pls don’t send me to the principal wasn’t*

ren: name change? whatever are you talking about?

turtle boy: way to give yourself away there rena

ren: lalalala i can’t hear you

right chat: Dorks. Wait, who changed my name? Give it baaaack. I’m not hip. I don’t know how to change nicknames.

ren from ren and stimpy: that’s what the person who changed ladybug’s name would say okay which one of you hoes

ladyboob: definitely not the person with ladyboob as their name huh

ren from ren and stimpy: fair that’s very fair lb turtle boy are u ready to go to the movies or not we’re gonna miss it

turtle boy: im literally outside rena

ren from ren and stimpy: oh shit im out later ladynoir!

right chat: Did she just call us Ladynoir?

ladyboob: first its ur chat and now rena’s in on it next they’re going to shove us into a room together and tell us to make out

right chat: ;)

ladyboob: shut up

DIRECT MESSAGES @Ladybug aka ladyboob, Ladybug, special agen…

Ladybug: hey

Chat Noir: Bug!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ladybug: too many !’s calm down tiger one day i’ll get you to drop the grandpa typing

Chat Noir: Grandpa typing???? I type exceptionally well. You’re just jealous.

Ladybug: jealous of sounding like a 40 yr old trying to learn how to type for the first time? no thanks

Chat Noir: So mean, Bug! What’s up? Ladybug: nothing can’t a girl talk to her best friend?

Chat Noir: You only private message me when something’s happened. Or if it’s personal.

Ladybug: liar liar plants for hire

Chat Noir: It’s pants on fire, Patrick.

Ladybug: ughhhhh its just stupid thirsty boys in my twitch chat they keep coming into my chat and telling me to take my shirt off or take off the mask so they can fantasize about me when they’re y’know

Chat Noir: What the hell? Do you want me to come into your chat the next time you’re streaming? I’ll say something, I don’t care. I’m sorry, though.

Ladybug: if ur not live then could u? like i know its a lot to ask but i trust you more than anyone so also you just being there would help

Chat Noir: Don’t worry, Bug. I’ll be there. I’d do anything for you.

Ladybug: thank u kitty ur the best friend a girl could ask for

Chat Noir: If anyone’s the lucky one here, it’s me. You’re the best, Ladybug. Such a beautiful human, inside and out.

Ladybug: shut up u stupid cat before i cry u dont want that on ur hands do u?

Chat Noir: Noooo!! No tears. :(

Ladybug: too late im a sobbing mess my makeups ruined how can i go on like this?

Chat Noir is calling…

Ladybug’s laughter immediately fill his ears as she picks up, settling the worry lingering in Adrien’s chest. “You didn’t think I was actually crying, did you kitty?”

“It’s hard to tell through messages,” Adrien murmurs a bit embarrassedly, rubbing at the back of his neck, even though she can’t see him. “I wanted to make sure, okay?”

“God, you’re so sweet,” is what she replies with, in a fond tone that sinks its teeth into Adrien’s heart and does weird things to his stomach. She’s just a friend. She’s just a friend. She’s just a— “One day we’re going to meet, and I’m going to give you the biggest hug.”

Allowing a smile to form on his face, Adrien hums, tapping his fingers into his desk. “You’ll need a step ladder to reach me, Bug.”

“That’s it, I’m hanging up.”

#adrien agreste #marinette dupain cheng #nino lahiffe #alya cesaire #only used those four bc in this game 4 ppl can only do matches #chat noir #ladybug #carapace #rena rouge #miraculous ladybug #miraculous ladybug fanfiction #mine #lovesquarefluffweek2020

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