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queenofcoquette · 8 months

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how to be ‘that girl’ at school

hey loves! i want to talk about being that girl. what it means to be her and how you can be your best self while at school! im gonna give some academic tips, tips on putting out good energy, looking and feeling your best, etc!

how to prepare:

write down your goals for this school year and some things you want to do. since im going to a new school i’ve been thinking about how im going to introduce myself and things like that.

what are your academic goals?

what do you want to do differently this year?

what new thing can you try this year?

what can you improve on this year?

once you know the changes you want to make you need to think about how you’re going to implement these.

academic:

make to-do lists. always keep a calendar and a list of assignments to do, tests to study for, etc. stay up to date with what you need to do.

take notes while in class. always take notes, especially in math and science. in math i always write down formulas and things like that.

do practice outside of school (i use khan academy for math practice, quizlet and quizizz for memorizing for science)

get your work done right when it’s assigned. work on beating procrastination. keep to-do lists and when you have free-time just get your work out of the way.

energy:

take good care of yourself.

be observant. the people you surround yourself with not only subconsciously effect your behavior and your speech habits, but it can also effect whether or not you get into drama. to put it simply- observe how ppl act and if u get the sense that someone’s fake or dramatic, be cautious.

stay out of drama. this is a big one- don’t get involved. don’t tell gossipy ppl how you feel about things, don’t get in the middle of things you don’t need to. put your energy towards academics, sports, hobbies and real friends. i always listen to drama but never comment on it.

if you have a problem with someone- have a private conversation. a big thing is when you have a problem with someone try just talking to them about it, there’s always a chance that they’ll change. maybe they don’t know how they come across. always do that before gossiping.

appearance:

prioritize being healthy on the inside. always work on how you’re eating, drinking enough water, etc. work on your gut health, staying active and taking care of your body. when you do that you immediately look and feel better, because your body is working at it’s best!

just have good hygeine and be clean. so many ppl at school have poor hygeine and its just- disgusting. STAY CLEAN! brush and floss your teeth, wear deodorant, shower, take care of your skin and hair.

have a good fragrance. this is just a fun one but having a good scent always attracts people. at school i used to get told i smelt really nice and ppl noticed that. (i also shave my arms and legs all the time and wear a ton of lotion so i got known for having “barbie arms”)

wear whatevers comfortable and what YOU like. wear what feels good and what you’re comfortable with. school’s not a fashion show so if you don’t want to dress up you don’t have to, but it’s nice to put a little bit of effort into your look, making sure you look clean and just orderly. im probably picky about this cuz i went to a military school but it’s good to just look a little proper.

overall:

just define what being that girl means to you. for me it’s being my best- being healthy, active, getting good grades and just being kind. find who you want to be and work towards that. remember, progress isn’t linear, and learn from your mistakes. im sure this school year we’ll all learn so many lessons and grow a ton as people! always be open minded to change and observe. you’re already that girl, you just need to take care of yourself and have good habits.

#that girl #that girl 2023 #self improvement #pink pilates princess #back to school #girlblogging #queenofcoquette

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prettyinpurplelights · 1 year

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hii ur writing is SOO SOO good im practically going insane over ur mbappe writings. could u pls write smth about mbappe being sick and reader having to take care of him but he's just enjoying being a brat and clinging to reader ? like imagine taking care of this manchild. imagine the HAVOC he would wreck if he didn't get a kiss from his gf

HOUR OF NEED

Heyy, thank you for your lovely words, means so much 🫶🏿 hope this is okay!

“You’re leaving me here all by myself? This is your fault.” Your boyfriend sniffles, pouting as you put on your jacket, ready to leave the house.

“I warned you about kissing me last week when I was sick.”

“But your mouth was so nice and warm.”

“And now here we are.”

“So you’re going to abandon me in my hour of need?”

“Kylian, it’s just a cold. You’ll survive.” You roll your eyes.

“I hope you know those may be your last words to me. Ever! Who knows if I’ll still be alive and breathing when you get back.” He shivers dramatically and you grab your bag, placing your phone in your coat pocket.

“I spent all day yesterday playing nurse Ky, I have to go to the office.”

“And you think if nurses just left their patients before they got better, anyone would recover?”

“You are a ridiculous man Kylian Mbappe. You have a runny nose and a high temperature, just keep hydrated and take your pills. I’ll see you at 6.” You reach over to kiss his forehead and he rolls over and pulls the covers high over his head.

“You don’t deserve to kiss me.” His voice his muffled under the blankets and you laugh.

“Whatever you big baby.” You call as you shut the bedroom door behind you.

————

“So if we push the campaign from this angle, I think the overall engagement would-“

PING!

Your phone buzzes for the hundredth time in the last 10 minutes since you started giving your pitch to the newest clients at your firm. You reach for your phone to turn it off, apologising profusely, when it starts ringing and you see your boyfriend’s face lighting up the screen.

“I’m so sorry, I just have to take this very quickly, I really apologise.” You hold your hands in a prayer sign before scrambling out of the office with the phone to your ear.

“Kylian, what the hell do you want.”

“Y/N…” his voices sounds strained and breathless, and you immediately begin to worry.

“Kyky? Baby what’s wrong?”

“I just…can you…” He coughs violently and you wince. He really doesn’t sound good, and you feel start to feel a little guilty for leaving him alone. “Can you…come home please? E…Emergency.” He croaks out that last part, as though he doesn’t have the energy to do anything else.

“Oh baby. I’ll be there as soon as I can okay? I’m sorry for not taking you seriously. I’m leaving the office as soon as I can.”

“Thank you,” he breathes before hanging up abruptly and you think the absolute worst. Maybe it wasn’t just a cold, maybe it was something worse, and now he’s alone and confused and deteriorating. You head back into the conference room, chewing on the inside of your cheek anxiously.

“Everything okay Y/N?” Your boss asks.

“Yes, ummm, it’s just my boyfriend is really ill right now, and he’s just called me and he doesn’t sound too good so I’m a bit worried that’s all. But we can get this pitch finished up and I’ll go and quickly see him on my lunch break-“

“Kylian is ill?” He says, shocked as if you’d just told him his own mother on was on her death bed. “Oh no, you must go to him right away. We have the PowerPoint and your notes, Lisa can finish your pitch.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes of course, I hope he makes a speedy recovery.”

“Thank you so much, and I really am sorry.” You disconnect your laptop from the hdmi cable connected to the project and slide it into your handbag.

“Don’t worry about it Y/N, please let us know how he’s doing tomorrow, you don’t have to come in if he’s still not feeling well.” He smiles. You thank him one last time before rushing out of the office and down to the elevator to the underground car park. You barely lock your seatbelt in place before hightailing it out of the building.

“Kylian!” You yell as soon as you make it back into the apartment. You drop your bag at the door and hurry up the steps, taking them two at time. It’s not long before you’re bursting into the bedroom. “Ky, baby what’s wrong? Have your symptoms gotten worse?” You sit on the bed, taking his sweaty face into your hands. “I’m sorry for leaving you baby.”

“You’re back.” He croaks.

“Of course,” you sigh leaning in to kiss him and he lets you this time. “What was so urgent?”

“I…the bistro is out of chicken soup and I really want some chicken soup, I was wondering if you could make some for me please?” You drop his head, and he falls back onto the pillow violently.

“Ouch!” He moans, rubbing his head.

“Kylian…” you close your eyes, your right hand pressing on the bridge of your nose. “Kylian, do not tell me you pulled me out of work because you want FUCKING SOUP!”

“I missed you too?” He pouts.

“Kylian! I was in an important meeting with my boss!”

“The one that’s the PSG fan? I’ll have someone send him some tickets to our next game, he’ll be fine.” You roll your eyes.

“Of course that’s why he let me leave the office without hesistation….but that’s not the point Ky!”

“Look babe, I’m sorry for making you leave work.” He doesn’t look sorry in the slightest and it pisses you off even more. “But I mean…you’re here now? So…”

“So???”

He opens his arms, his eyes wide as he smiles. “Come spend the day in bed with me.” You throw a pillow at him, landing in the space his open arms created, before storming out of the room.

“Where are you going?” He calls out.

“To make YOUR FUCKING SOUP!“ you shout back. “Tu es un putain d’idiot!”

———

You feel someone’s arms wrap around you as you’re stirring the soup and you shrug your shoulders.

“Get off me Kylian.” You mumble.

“Are you mad at me?” He asks, holding you tighter as he presses a kiss into your neck.

“Kylian Mbappe Lottin, I’m within an arms reach of very sharp objects. Get the fuck off me.”

“No.” He insists, burying his head further into your neck. “I want to hug you. I read somewhere hugs and kisses when you’re sick are very healing.” He moves from behind you to stand by your side, his arms around your shoulders instead, leaning forward with his eyes closed and lips pursed. You shove the teaspoon you were using to taste the soup into his mouth instead and push him off you as you untie your apron and place it on the work surface.

“You can keep your kisses. I’m not trying to get sick again.”

“You kissed me earlier when you came back?”

“Yeah when I thought you were on your death bed you manipulative man child.”

“Oh Y/N, come on!” He whines, stomping his feet. “I’m not a baby.” You look at his stomping foot and raise an eyebrow. He stops and his lips turn up in a little smile. “Okay fine, maybe I am a baby. But I’m your baby. And your baby is sick and needs you. He needs your kisses. Desperately or he might drop to the floor right now.”

“Drop. I don’t care, I’m not kissing you.”

“But I said I’m sorry!” He groans.

“And you’re forgiven. But I’m not kissing you. I don’t want to get sick again.”

“Actually,” he says, coming up to you as you reach into a cabinet above the sink to grab two bowls. “Since I caught this cold from you, it’s the same strain, and you can’t catch a cold twice with the same strain of virus. So you can kiss me as much as you want.”

“And since when did you become Dr. Mbappe.”

“I did some reading in the 3 hours you abandoned me.” You slide past him and start serving up the soup in the bowls.

“Good for you.”

He takes the bowls from you and sets them on the island before backing you up against the counter. The blanket around his shoulders falls to the floor as he rests his arms either side of you on the granite worktop, trapping your body between his.

“Just one kiss.” He whispers against your lips, his face barely an inch from yours. “Please. Just one.”

“Fine.” You press your lips against his lightly, ready to pull away but his hands cage your face, and he presses his lips harder against yours, deepening the kiss. You both pull away eventually breathless, your hand around his neck.

“Better?” You ask in a low voice.

“I’m cured.” He murmurs, before he suddenly recoils and sneezes all over your face.

“DUDE!” You shout, pushing him away as you reach for a tissue.

“Well, almost cured.” He laughs, stopping when he sees your stone cold expression, your eyes shooting daggers at him. You shove his bowl of soup into his chest and go to sit on the sofa with yours. You soon feel Kylian snuggle up next to you, lying down dramatically with his hand over his forehead.

“I suddenly feel weak and dizzy, I don’t think I can hold myself up Y/N.”

“What? You want me to feed you the soup now?”

“If you insist.” He smirks.

“You are unbelievable,” You roll your eyes, but you’re smiling too as you pick up the bowl and hold a spoonful to his lips.

“I also think a kiss in between each spoonful will really help speed up my recovery process.” He nods as he slurps the soup from the spoon.

“You know what, you should legally change your name to Mbaby.”

“Haha funny.” He retorts. He points to the soup, then his lips before opening his mouth wide. You intentionally put the bowl down and pull out your phone, flipping the camera to selfie mode and holding it up so both you and Kylian are in the frame simultaneously.

“Look at this big baby here,” You start, as you press the live option on your instagram. “Big boy Kylian Mbappe lying here while I feed him soup because he’s got a little cold he can’t handle.” Kylian reaches up to grab your phone but you leap from the sofa to the other side of the coffee table.

“Y/N, turn it off.”

“Oh look,” you say into the camera. “Suddenly he has the energy to get up. You should’ve seen him merely a few seconds ago guys, acting as though he had the plague.”

“Y/N, I’m warning you.”

You laugh as you read some of the comments from the fans on your live, getting louder as you see one from his teammate.

“Ky, Achraf said stop being such a pussy!”

“That’s it!” Kylian says before leaping over the table, but you’re a tad quicker than he is, dodging his lunge and making a break for it into the kitchen. “Cut the live Y/N, or I swear-“

“Or what?” You taunt, flipping the camera so it’s facing him as he stares you down from the other end of the island in the middle of the kitchen. You quickly slip through the door and up the steps before he can reach you, but Kylian proves himself to be one of the fastest men in the world once again because he’s grabbing onto your shirt just as you reach the top of the steps pulling you to the floor, his full weight on top of you as you raise your arm as high as you can out of his reach.

“Okay guys, I have to go, it’s time to feed baby Kyky his cough syrup.” You say just as Kylian grabs the phone out of your hand and turns it off.

“Looks like you’re suddenly feeling better hmm?” You tease, laughing.

“You…” He starts but his sentence trails and he pulls the blanket over his mouth before sneezing into it loudly. He sniffs, rolling over so he’s lying next to you, wheezing and breathless. “You’re so lucky I’m ill. Once this cold is gone, you’re dead.”

———

Tried to make it a bit fluffy, I feel like it probably wasn’t that fluffy aksjsksk enjoy ! <3

#kylian mbappe #kylian mbappe fanfic #kylian mbappe fic #kylian mbappe fluff #kylian mbappe x reader #kylian mbappe x you #mbappe fic #mbappe x reader #football fanfic #footballer x reader #mbappe #kylian mbappé #mbappe fanfic #mbappé #football imagine #kylian mbappe imagine #mbappe imagine

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ethansluvbot · 1 year

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hey!! could u write some random jack champion headcanons ? some can be what hes like general and some about what being in a relationship w him is like?? ty!!

JACK CHAMPION HEADCANNONS

warnings: none just fluff!

an: i have like 7 or 8 jack champion request so expect more pics of him! i do have school tomorrow so i should be able to post once or twice tomorrow :) this is a little shorter because i already have a head cannon post up!

before you guys began dating you were defiantly both super close. everyday you guys would either be hanging out or facetiming.

gets super shy when you bring up his movie performances. you would tell him how good he did and he would immediately blush.

jack, trinity and you have a weekly dinner/movie night. you think its adorable of how he sees her as a younger sister. you would definitely bond with trinity as soon as you met her.

he is so whipped for you. he's always thinking about you. definitely will do whatever you want him to.

he practically forces you to learn new dances for tiktok.

measures you everyday that you are his. he would never make you uncomfortable with other females around. he sticks right by your side like a human puppy dog.

HE LOVES PHYSICAL TOUCH LIKE SM

random baking moments

definitely loves going live with you. (even if you're insecure about it)

when you guys cuddle he'll put his whole weight on you. you'll be begging for air while he's passed out on top of you.

"get off," you sarcastically gasp for air pushing his shoulder. he lets out a dramatic sigh looking at you with pleading eyes.

"fine," you roll your eyes waiting for him to put his weight back on you.

hes texting you 24/7. if you are sleeping he spams your phone until you answer.

JACK: y/n wake up i miss you

JACK: Y/N Y/N Y/N

JACK: do you not love me anymore :(

*7* missed calls from jack :)

loves when you do his makeup. he also loves when you let him join in on your skincare. he's usually the one to buy all of your skincare.

his dad jokes make absolutely no sense but you pretend you understand. you let out the fakest laugh to most of them.

he loves you wearing his clothing. it makes him feel super secure and happy about it.

hes wayyyyy taller than you so he always has to lean over. he kisses your forehead very often.

your parents and him are like best friends. you always hear "where's jack?" "when is jack coming over?" "should i set a place for jack?"

you guys enjoy going to hockey/baseball games together.

you guys switch between being the little and big spoon. jack usually forces you to let him be the little spoon.

eventually, you both decide its time to adopt a cat together. even though jack already has a cat you want to have a "kid" of your own.

he lowkey takes longer to get ready than you do. even though you have to do haircare, skincare and makeup he somehow takes even longer.

he loves pda

you guys released a baby sea turtle together at the beach. jack started to cry a little bit as you laughed.

late night drives to tacobell

he has a lot of 0.5 pictures of you.

forces you to have matching outfits.

lets you buy stuff occasionally on his card.

you guys watch scream, avatar, 13 reasons why and the notebook together.

you force him to be team peeta, atlas and conrad. (im sorry if that's not your fav boys lmao)

reading together :)

traveling frequently

makes you food (he sucks at it)

#jack champion x reader #jack champion imagine #jack champion #ethan landry x reader #ethan landry smut #ethan landry #ethan landry imagine #scream 6 #scream 6 imagines #avatar #atwow imagines

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eggyrocks · 1 month

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do you have ANY more thoughts abt nishinoya and/or hinata? i love the way u write them so much 🔥🔥‼‼

good luck w the last bits of calloused hands!!!! you can do this im praying 4u

do i have any more thoughts on nishinoya and hinata??? are there stars in the sky. does the sun rise and set each day. sorry for being dramatic but no i’m not

answering this in the context of calloused hands and not like general headcannons bc unfortunately for you guys i am obsessed with my own content

nishinoya wants to be a menace so bad

like this is the type of man to join random groups on facebook with filled with lead poisoned boomers just to troll and piss them off

he loves to cause problems on purpose

but despite his best efforts he’s actually the most dependable and reliable person in his friend group

he literally does not even realize he’s doing it but whenever his friends need something he’s literally there

like when everyone was moving into their apartments he was there, lifting as many boxes as he could (and also not being able to see past them)

yachi can’t open a jar? he’s got it no worries. tanaka got lost? he’s on the phone guiding him. yn needs to get home? he’ll walk her

like he’ll make fun of them the whole time

but he’s still there for them like 10000% of the time

hes also loud and honest so he always says whatever it is he’s thinking

even if it’s NOT what they wanna hear (ch 19 of calloused hands)

but it always comes from a place of love and care

he just has a big mouth and when his friends are being stupid it’s not like he’s gonna stop having a big mouth

the type to say what everyone else is thinking and not even sugar coat it even a little

but also nishinoya’s the most loyal person to ever exist ever

try saying something bad about one of his friends and live to see the next day

challenge level: impossible

he & yn have the most extreme sibling dynamic for non siblings to have

they bicker constantly and then switch to hanging out like normal to wrestling to just chilling

like they’re so brother and sister

arguably the closest in the band

they make fun of each other all the time but if anyone else tries to join in it’s over immediately

like noya will be like “yn you’re so annoying i hope you get shot” but when anyone else tries to join in and agree with him he’ll be like “???? what the fuck are you talking about why would you talk about my best friend like that”

during their shows they’re definitely doing the most crowd work between songs and their just heckling their audience and also each other

“sorry our guitar player sucks and also is dressed like a fucking nerd”

“noya can you reach the microphone okay or do you need me to adjust the mic stand for you”

they’ll go back and forth like that for a little bit until eventually tanaka will just start counting them into a song and they rush to start playing

they’re so close that it’s honestly kind of intimidating to outsiders

it’s not that their other friends are left out or anything they’re just not on that same vibe

they’re like that one gif of the two girls whispering and giggling to each other u know the one i’m talking about

and HINATA!!!!!

love that guy

after kuroo and yn start dating and each of their friend groups start spending more and more time together, yn and noya eventually adopt hinata into their duo and make it a trio

and everyone’s like ??? how did he do that

but hinata just exists on the same vibe as them

also hinata’s the only person noya and yn don’t make fun of or tease at all (including each other)

they kinda like take hinata under their wing like that’s their dude!!! their friend !!!!

like if noya and yn have a sibling dynamic, it’s like they’re twins and hinata’s their little brother

hinata shows the most interest in learning more about punk subculture and yn and noya are more than excited to show him

take him to see other bands play and introduce him to zines and tell him abt punk history

and he’s stoked to learn more and more about it

hinata’s always trying to be supportive and encouraging of them and their band

but sometimes it backfires

“i’m sure everyone will love your new album don’t even worry! and even if it’s bad it’s not like you had a ton of fans to listen to it in the first place so not a lot of people will hear it!”

“oh….great…thanks hinata”

he’s also literally doing something 24/7

and he never wants to do it alone

so everyone always has texts from him like “hey do you wanna practice with me” “hey do you wanna get dinner””hey do you wanna take this cooking class with me” “do you want to do pottery with me”

everyone is always perplexed as to when he sleeps

also he has like a ton of friends that his other friends don’t know

it seems like every other business day he’s posting a new selfie on insta with a friend they’ve never heard of

and everyone’s always like “hinata who the hell is this?“

“oh thats my friend sakusa we hang out all the time”

“???? when”

everyone that mets him loves him he has no opps

also he’s the best gift giver

he always knows what to give everyone for every occasion so every single time someone is stuck getting a gift they ask him for advice

problem is he can’t keep a secret

when yn asked him what to get kuroo from his birthday and hinata responded with the perfect gift, he didn’t even think about it when he took a screenshot of their convo and sent it to kuroo

he was just excited he didnt mean to spoil the surprise

he’s just a lil dumb sometimes

but that’s okay so are all his other friends <33333

#the calloused hands cinematic universe #the chcu if you will #SEND ME MORE OF THESE #ask

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1-800-c0sm1c · 1 year

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Hey!! Sorry if I’m doing this wrong I am new to this kinda stuff but do u mind writing headcanons on how the p5 phantom thief boys would take care of the reader when they’re on their period? If not it’s fine!

��baby im yours !꒱

p5 boys when their s/o is on their period headcannons !

character x afab!reader

includes joker, ryuji, yusuke, and akechi !

warnings : mentions of periods, obviously lol

a/n : its shark week for yours truly so i thought now is the best time to write this :D i wasnt sure what gendered reader you wanted, so i just decided to leave it as afab, hope thats alright :))

JOKER // REN AMAMIYA

maybe this is biased, but i feel out of everyone on this list hes the most prepared.

like, hes not overbearing but he knows just enough to spare you both any awkward conversations.

he doesnt have any feminine products in his bathroom since its technically shared with leblanc customers and he doesnt want to embarrass you or anyone else, but you know theres always a few of whatever you need in his school bag or his dresser!

hes a very calm person, which can be very relieving, especially when you accidentally bleed on something.

you both were hanging out one day after school, and when you got up off of his bed to go make some food, you noticed a red spot on the sheets.

you were internally freaking out, trying to figure out what to do knowing how some guys tend to find it gross, while ren literally just comments "dont worry about it, i needed motivation to do laundry anyways." and asks if you need anything.

you feel like youve just been given whiplash, no way thats it, hes so cool with it?

he even gives you a pair of his boxers and sweatpants since you bled through your clothes, and when you come out of the bathroom hes got a steaming hot cup of coffee and some chocolates on the counter all ready for you. <3

SKULL // RYUJI SAKAMOTO

confused, embarrassed, and a little bit (a lot) dramatic. he tries to act like its not a big deal, but in reality he doesnt really know anything about periods, and hes convinced youre secretly in a lot of pain. (which i mean, you could be depending on cramps… but you get what i mean.)

hes horribly uneducated on this topic, and definitely the worst person to be stuck with when you start.

hes calling ann asking her to explain what to do with the reddest face youve ever seen. 🧍

ryuji definitely thought it was a little gross at first too, but once he understood it was just a normal thing your body did he felt more okay about it.

hes trying super hard to be a good boyfriend, but hes stuttering over his questions. barely able to ask you if he needs to get you anything.

i swear his eyes almost popped out of his head when you said all you wanted was for him to shut up and cuddle with you. 💀💀

he tries to be there for you as much as possible, but if you tend to get more angry, just note that hell try to stay away a bit.

he has issues keeping his temper under control, even when it comes to you, and he doesnt want to start any unnecessary arguments.

at the end of the day, communication is key when it comes to you guys relationship, he just wants whats best for both of you!

FOX // YUSUKE KITAGAWA

yusuke has probably never felt the touch of another human being before you so hes very… confused to say the least.

what do you mean youre bleeding? and its normal? this happens monthly? his mind is blown.

i dont see him being weird in the way he wants to use your period as inspiration for a painting, but weird in the way that hell track it.

maybe this just a personal thing who finds it weird when a guy wants to track when your on your cycle, but it seems right up yusukes alley 😭.

hes a little strange, and he just wants to help! but he also doesnt really know what hes doing, so his presence can be a bit overwhelming.

gets pouty when you end up snapping at him, but once you explain why hes a lot more aware of how much hes bothering you.

hes also willing to get you whatever you need, as long as youre buying.

one time you had asked him to get you pads/tampons, and he called you 30 minutes later saying that he didnt have any money…

however, unlike someone else on this list, hes not embarrassed about it. more so genuinely curious, as he loves learning about you and he thinks its important to know how your body works!

hell probably draw you something nice as well if it makes you feel better. :)

CROW // GORO AKECHI

oh boy, akechi sure is a character. and i think with him it depends.

usually though hes just a pretty average guy. hes not stupid, but he also isnt the best at understanding your emotions, or his own, for that matter.

youre in public, akechi talking to one of the tv hosts after hes finished appearing on a show, and you gently tug on his jacket to let him know you started your period, and need the restroom.

hes conflicted, whats supposed to come first, you or his reputation? when it comes to him, he makes any simple situation way more complicated in his head.

he makes an eternal sacrifice to shoo away the people talking to him, and he quickly takes off his jacket to wrap it around your waist. you both find a bathroom nearby and he paitently waits for you outside.

when you walk out, he offers to pick up whatever you may need (including some food) and take you home.

at your front door, he kisses your cheek, but cant help but noticed the nervous expression on your face.

its only then when you mention that akechis jacket is, in fact, a light color, and is most definitely stained now with bright red blood. his face goes blank, and youre worried for a second he might be mad.

he only shrugs at that, same detective prince smile as always, and jokes that youre paying for his dry cleaning.

#✧;;↬ my work.❞┊🍓#✧;;↬ baton pass.❞┊🪄#✧;;↬ 1 more.❞┊🎭#persona 5 #persona 5 x reader #shin megami tensai persona #persona #joker x reader #ryuji sakamoto x reader #joker x you #ryuji sakamoto x you #yusuke kitagawa x reader #yusuke kitagawa x you #goro akechi x reader #goro akechi x you #fox persona 5 #skull persona 5 #crow persona 5 #joker persona 5

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jaybirdss · 1 year

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Hey there✨ I was wondering if ud be willing to write headcanons for the ninja with an s/o that often gets overwhelmed with crowds n generally is socially anxious? I understand tho if that's something u are not be comfortable with

Either way I wish you all a wonderful day✨

(and thank you sm for creating this blog, it's a pleasure to read ur guys' writing📖)

content warning, anxiety and panic attacks

IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK ME SO LONG. I just speed ran it and i'm pretty happy with how this came out. I know these aren't headcanons, I started doing this and...didn't want to change it tbh. I hope you enjoy this anyway, thank you so much for requesting. gender neutral :) !!-Ro🛼

Having known you for so long, the ninja were aware of your social anxiety, and have always tried to the best of their ability to avoid situations that were overwhelming with large crowds and loud noises. They switch up their routines to make you more comfortable such as going to the supermarket at a later hour so there would be less people, or calling in an order and going in to get it for you. They always do so without complaint, insisting it's not a big deal and that you're worth it. Of course, however, they can't always deviate from the plan, and sometimes there's no other way around than through a large, loud crowd of people.

COLE

Cole was no stranger to your rough mornings, the ones where you feared to leave the house, to get up and start your day paralyzed by the possibility of not being as productive as possible. On most days like these he could get you up with the promise of your favorite breakfast and helping you in whatever endeavor that was stressing you out. Today however, was one of the days where no matter what was said it felt hopeless. Cole sat by you, looking over you while you stared into space. "If you get up, you'll feel better" he reminded you, though it went in one ear and out the other. The only recognition you gave him that you heard him was a brief glance in his direction. Cole stared at you for a moment, trying to figure out how to help you get out of bed. A big dramatic sigh caught your attention, "I guess I have no choice then..." was all the warning you got before Cole flopped on top of you. You yelped, trying to pull yourself out from under him. "Time to bring out the tickle monster!" he yelled, sitting on top of you and digging into your sides. Without wanting to, you laugh and jerk around, fighting with him trying to push him off. You can't help rolling around and squealing and smiling so big your cheeks start to hurt. "Cole- st- stop!" you yell, grabbing at him. "Will you get out of bed?" he asks over your yelps and giggles. "Yes ! Yes I'll get up!" and immediately his fingers stop digging into your soft sides, opting instead to brush hair out of your face, leaning down to kiss the tip of your nose. You catch your breath slowly, your eyes creasing with your smile. "Come on, what do you want for breakfast?"

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NYA

Nya smiled, taking your hand in hers gently. "I'll be there the whole time, promise". As comforting as her voice was, looking from her eyes to the looming general store sign made your gut swell with anxiety all over again. You weren’t too prepared to go out today, it wasn’t set in your plans and Nya presented this so suddenly. It wasn’t her fault, of course. But the fault of the lack of eggs in the fridge needed for tonight’s dinner. You chewed your lip and looked at your feet. We’re you even presentable? You shifted your feet, covered by slippers, your fingers pinching at the large hoodie that framed you baggily, my god, was that a stain?-. "This is all we have to do today, in and out, then we can go home and watch movies all day." Nya reminded you, bringing you out of your little daze, rubbing her thumb over your knuckles. The stress of making a decision on if you would go in the store or not only made you more anxious. You didn't want to disappoint her by not going in, but you didn't want to go in with her and be a burden. It was nothing new for Nya, a chance of being recognized, recognized would mean excess people. Between the pressure of making a choice and then having to live with that choice felt like life or death. Though of course it wasn't, and Nya tried to remind you of that, it just felt so intense. And now people were starting to stare, as you'd been stood in front of the store for a few minutes. After taking a deep breath, you took a long stride forward. Nya smiled encouragingly, though you couldn't see it with your head down…

Back in the car, Nya asked if she could hug you, aware you might be overstimulated. "I'm so proud of you! You did really well"

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KAI

Kai pushed through the thick crowd of people, one hand paving way for the two of you and the other holding yours tightly. It wasn't long before the two of you broke free, finding refuge on an empty side street. Whether or not it was empty wasn't something you noticed until Kai appeared in your direct line of vision. Panicked breaths drew in and out rapidly while you looked around. You weren't sure where you were, but it was apparent you were away from the crowd. You could still hear them but they sounded distant. Further inspection revealed it was just you and Kai some ways into a side street. Realizing you were alone, your thoughts started to clear up, the fog fading with the panic. You felt tears forming, a familiar stinging in your eyes. You welcomed them, thinking faintly that it's good to feel your emotions. Kai stood watching, waiting for you to ask if you needing something, or maybe needed a hug. He wasn't sure if he should touch you without asking, so he waited patiently in front of you. Your eyes closed and you reached forward, both of your hands gripping onto the front of his zip up jacket. The fabric offering a different feeling to focus on. Your hands ran up and down the fabric, feeling the cool metal of the zipper. A deep breath in, a deep breath out. You repeated these actions until you felt your heart settle and your mind empty. When you opened your eyes, Kai was right in front of you. He offered a small smile. "Can we go home?" you ask, a small smile cracking. Even though Kai had seen you through some of your worst, it was still a little embarrassing to let him see you so upset. He then smiled with you, with a soft loving glance he returned your soft tone. "Yeah, do you wanna order take out or something?"

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JAY

Jay knocked on your bedroom door with his knuckles, hearing a grunt from the otherside. His brows furrowed, and he called your name. "I'm coming in okay?" he received another grunt. jay wasn't sure what he was expecting when he opened your door, but it definitely wasn't all your belongings to be all over the floor and bed. Nestled between clothes and books and trash was you, curled up in your bed staring at the wall. Jay closed the door, and made his way over to you stepping carefully between the mess. When he crouched to eye level he found your eyes glossed over with tears, and when you looked from the wall to him they leaked over and fell down your cheeks. Immediately Jay leaned forward, wiping your tears. This only made things worse. You started to sob violently, sitting up and clinging to Jay. He held you close, trying to thinking of what he could do for you. He settled on just holding you, rubbing your back and helping you regulate your breathing when you started to hiccup. Eventually, you calmed down enough to tell him what happened. "I just..I wanted to clean my room and I started and, and now I'm so overwhelmed I don't nuh-know what to do" you wailed, clinging to his shirt. Jay frowned. He'd gone though this very same thing many times, getting ahead of himself and then realizing he bit off more than he could chew. It was a stressful thing, looking around at all this mess and thinking you had to clean it up. "It's okay, I'll help you" he said finally. You pulled back sniffling "You don't have to do that Jay" he smiled, wiping a stray tear. "I know I don't have to, but I want to" Jay pulled the sleeve of his shirt over his hand, drying the rest of your face. "We'll do it in sections, tomorrow. You can sleep with me until your bed is sorted out"

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ZANE

You frowned, rifling through your closet looking for the shoes you planned your outfit with. You went through your whole closet twice but still couldn't find them. At this rate you would be late before you found them. You stomped out of the closet feeling that familiar warmth in your cheeks and the stinging of fresh tears. You sat down on your bed with a huff, one of your legs bouncing up and down. Zane walked in to ask if you were ready to go, stopping when he could see you were visibly upset. "Is something wrong?" he asked, walking closer. "Yes!" you exclaimed, letting your emotions leak into your voice. You winced. "Sorry, I just.." You paused, steadying your breathing before continuing. Zane sat next to you, a hand resting on your knee. "I planned my outfit with the shoes I can't find and I don't want to wear other shoes because they won't look as good and i don't have time to plan another outfit! But we'll be late at this point, and we can't be late" you rambled, finishing looking hopelessly at the floor. Zane hummed, "Well, what do the shoes look like?" After explaining the shoes to him, he stood up, pulling you with him. "Two people searching is faster than one" he smiled. After splitting up and looking in the living room and bathroom, and then under your bed the shoes were found. By the time the two of you found the shoes, your mood had improved. Zane made searching for the shoes less stressful with his positive remarks and playful attitude. He carried you to the car, saying if you wanted to be on time that you would have to put your shoes on in the car, though he later admitted to wanting to carry you. In the end you made it with just a few minutes to spare.

#lego ninjago x reader #zane julien x reader #kai smith x reader #nya smith x reader #jay walker x reader #cole brookstone x reader #gender neutral reader #ro🛼#gn reader #ninjago #lego ninjago #ninjago fanfiction #ninjago x reader #writing #cole brookstone #nya smith #kai smith #zane julien

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eddies-ashtray · 1 year

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hey, im infatuated with your stories, and i wondering wether you could do either of these requests? that’s if u do requests, i just wanted to put this idea out there. so basicslly, the first one is it’s new year’s eve and reader and eddie or joe, whatever u want, go out to a party and they both get a little tipsy, reads more than eddie/joe, and they eventually get home after midnight, and eddie/joe helps reader get ready for bed or something along those lines, just very sickly sweet and fluffy. the other idea is reader and eddie or joe, again completely up to u, don’t have any big plans for new year’s eve, but they get ready for bed into pyjamas, and then wrap up with jackets on top, and go on a little walk to a hill that over looks hawkins/wherever if u choose joe, with blankets and some snacks or whatever, and they watch the hawkins/wherever countdown for new years, and just sit there watching fireworks together, and eddie/joe just looks at the reader with so much love 🥹 it’s completely okay if u don’t do this, i just wanted to write this idea down!<3

So sorry this took so long, but here it is! I chose the first one, I hope you like it!

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“Did I-did I get the hammer?” You slur as Eddie reaches over your body to buckle you into his van.

Eddie chuckles softly at your incorrect phrasing before replying, “Oh, you definitely got the hammer.”

Tonight, you’d gotten absolutely hammered at Steve’s party. After working so hard the last few months—taking extra shifts, working late, and even working on holidays—, you decided that you’d use your first night off, in what felt like eons, to let loose. In order to ensure you got the care-free night you deserved, Eddie remained sober so he could drive home and make sure you both got there in one piece.

The night was eventful to say the least. Eddie thinks he enjoyed watching you get drunk more than he would have enjoyed getting drunk himself. You overshared to strangers about your sex life, stroked his hair and told him it was like petting your childhood dog, climbed into Robin’s lap at one point, and professed your undying love for him about a hundred times over. But your fun night had to come to an end eventually, and Eddie thought 3am was probably the right time for that end.

Pulling into your driveway at half past three, Eddie puts the van in park. When he looks over at you in the passenger seat, he finds that you’re asleep. Your head rests against the window, your mouth hung open, and Eddie is pretty sure that there’s drool at the corner of your mouth.

It’s not the most attractive sight in the world, but he still finds himself smiling softly at you in your peaceful slumber. Because when he looks at you his chest hurts, he aches. Simply looking at you makes his heart double in size just to accommodate the amount of love he feels for you.

But it’s also under 20 degrees out and Eddie loves you, but he also loves being able to feel his fingers.

So, after pulling his keys from the ignition, Eddie exits the vehicle and jogs around to the right side of the van. He takes special care to open the passenger door slowly—since your head is against the window—to prevent the seat belt cutting into your neck harshly when you inevitably slump to the right.

“C’mon, baby, we’re home. Gotta get you in bed,” Eddie informs you gently with a soft shake of your shoulder.

Grumbling at him, you shift to the left—away from him—clearly annoyed that he’d interrupted your sleep.

“I know, sweet thing, but it’s freezing out here, so you can’t sleep in the van.”

Eddie watches you closely, but you still don’t move, so he takes matters into his own hands as he unbuckles you and starts tugging you out of the seat as gently as he can muster.

It’s quite a step down from the van to the ground though, so he knows you have to start doing some of the work. And there’s one thing Eddie knows you’ll respond to.

“Alright, well. I guess I’m gonna go inside and sleep in your bed without you,” He lies with a dramatic, drawling tone, marching loudly on the spot to give the impression that he’s walking away.

Your eyes shoot open then, wide and worried. When they spot him though, you visibly relax, and reach your arms out reluctantly, signalling Eddie to help you down.

“That was”-a hiccup-“mean,” You pout as Eddie helps you step down from the van and pulls your arm around his shoulder so he can help you to the front door.

“I know, I’m sorry, sweetheart.”

You simply huff a sigh in response, too tired to say much else.

It takes some extra time to make it to the door with you leaning into him and Eddie having to strategically navigate around the patches of ice in your driveway, but eventually you make it and you’re suddenly enveloped in the warmth of your home and drenched in soft lamplight.

“Sweetheart, you still with me?” Eddie asks once the door is shut, locking out the chill.

“Mmh,” You hum right by his ear—your head had fallen to his shoulder the moment you stepped through the threshold. Eddie takes this as confirmation, despite its halfheartedness.

“I’m gonna get you to sit on the floor, alright?”

With very little protesting from you, Eddie is able to get you sitting on the mat with your back supported by the door. Once you’re seated, Eddie removes his shoes and jacket, and then kneels down in front of you to help you with yours.

One of his hands grasps your ankle gently to stabilize your leg while he unties your shoes, but they must still be cold because you flinch at his icy touch. Eddie grimaces and mutters a quick apology, then continues with his struggle in untying the laces of your Chucks.

“Christ, did you triple tie these?” Eddie wonders aloud to himself.

“Yessiree!”

Your silly response causes Eddie’s brows to shoot up on his forehead.

After some more fumbling, he’s able to pull the left shoe off your foot before getting to work on the right. When he’s successfully removed your other shoe, Eddie looks up at you, still holding your ankle tenderly in his large hand. He rubs his thumb over the skin there and you hum, looking right back at him, eyes soft and so full of love you might as well have cartoon hearts for pupils.

“Can you take your coat off, sweetheart? Or do you need my help?”

“Uhm,” You say before slowly tugging the zipper down most of the way, and then clumsily attempting to pull your jacket off.

Unfortunately, you’re unable to remove it yourself and your arms get stuck, trapped behind you in an awkward position. Eddie watches the entire ordeal unfold before his eyes. It’s quite silly, but he tries his very best not to laugh, knowing that you’re sensitive enough at the moment that it might really upset you. “No,” you decide finally.

“I got it, don’t worry,” Eddie says as he tugs your jacket zipper down the rest of the way, past the box at the end. And then he shifts closer to gently remove your arms from the coat. He’s leaning over you to do so and your face is so close he can feel your breath on his neck. He also feels your lips there when you place a lazy kiss near the base. He smiles to himself.

“Thank you,” Eddie says earnestly as he pulls away, removing your coat from around your shoulders.

“You’re welcome,” You say cheerily, though it sounds more like yer wuhlcum with the way your speech slurs.

Slapping his hands against his knees, Eddie asks, “Ready to get up?”

Your soft smile melts into a pout at his words, unhappy at the prospect of moving again. But it must be done. So, you extend your arms out in front of you and Eddie takes that as a reluctant yes.

Just as it took some time reaching the front door, it also takes some time to get you to the bathroom. You grumble once you see that your destination is the bright, tiled room and not your soft, warm bed. But Eddie knows you’ll feel so much better tomorrow morning if he can just get you through a few more steps in your nighttime routine.

“I’m gonna help you onto the counter, alright?” Eddie says once you’ve washed your hands. You did that activity mostly independently, though Eddie had to help you with the hand soap.

“‘Kay,” You agree. With his arms under yours, Eddie hoists you up onto the granite.

Once you’re seated on the counter, Eddie retrieves your toothbrush and toothpaste from the shallow top drawer.

After running the brush under some water and applying toothpaste to the bristles, Eddie looks back at you, debating how he’s going to do this. You can probably do it yourself. But you’re so sleepy and he already feels guilty for not allowing you to go straight to bed, even if it’s for your own good. So, he does the only logical thing to him at that moment. He brushes your teeth for you. And you let him because you are far too drunk and sleepy to argue.

It takes a bit of coordination, but once your bum is at the edge of the countertop and his hand cradles the back of your head gently, he’s able to complete the task as efficiently as possible in your current circumstances.

“Say ‘ah’,” Eddie instructs, sticking his tongue out in demonstration.

You obey, but only after giggling at him and poking his tongue with the tip of your finger. He takes care to brush your tongue carefully before getting you to spit in the sink so he can finish up.

“Smile?”

You do, showcasing your front teeth before Eddie moves his hand to grip your chin delicately so he can brush your front teeth now. He moves the brush in tight circular motions over your top and bottom teeth, and when some toothpaste drips down your chin, he swipes it away with his thumb.

“All done,” Eddie announces with a smile. “Let’s get you down so you can rinse,” Eddie prompts, taking your hand in his so he can tug you off the counter.

Unstable on your feet, you wobble where you stand, but Eddie wraps a strong arm around your waist to stabilize you before moving away to quickly wrap your toothbrush up.

“Bed now?” You ask as you exit the bathroom.

“Almost,” Eddie says. “Just one more thing and then you can sleep. Promise, baby.”

You groan, but reply, “Okay.”

“My bed!” You shout when you reach the threshold of your room, tumbling toward it before Eddie can stop you, then falling face first into the soft duvet. Humming in contentment, you deflate into the mattress. Eddie lets you have this for a moment before he interrupts.

“I’m gonna take your clothes off, alright?”

You grumble something that gets muted by the mattress.

“What was that, sweetheart?”

You turn your head, right cheek pressed into the mattress now.

“Said ‘okay, Eddie’,” You repeat, voice thick with sleep.

“Gotta sit up first though,” Eddie informs and you groan into the mattress, but oblige, rolling over onto your back and allowing Eddie to help you into a sitting position.

“Arms up,” He requests, tapping your right shoulder gently.

“Whoo!” You shout as you lift your arms above your head.

“Whoo,” Eddie repeats distractedly as he tugs the hem of your shirt upward. You giggle at his ‘whoo’ as the front of your shirt covers your head.

“You enjoyed that, did you?”

“So much,” You giggle, like it’s a little private joke with yourself.

Eddie then retrieves your sleep shirt, moves back to you on the bed, and grasps your wrists, moving your arms until they’re in your lap since you hadn’t put them down yet.

When your sleep shirt is on, Eddie helps you out of your jeans and into your comfiest pyjama pants.

“Alright, sweet thing. Time for your favourite part,” Eddie says and almost on cue you yawn widely.

“Bed now?” You confirm, eyes tired.

“Bed now,” He nods.

Eddie pulls the covers back for you to climb underneath and once you’re all snug in bed, Eddie leaves to quickly get ready for bed himself and retrieve two items from the kitchen.

When he comes back, you’re not asleep like he’d expected you to be. Which is good since he wants you to do one more thing, but you’d been so enthusiastic about your bed that he’s surprised that you hadn’t fallen asleep the moment he left the room.

As if you’d heard his curious thoughts, you say, “C’mon, Teddy. Can’t sleep without you.”

And your admission, though slurred, makes his heart burn and melt in his chest.

“Okay. But first, take these,” Eddie requires gently at your bedside, an aspirin and full glass of water in hand.

Wanting him next to you as soon as possible, you take the water and the pill, downing almost the entire glass and swallowing the pill before Eddie rounds the bed and slips in beside you.

It’s silent for a moment after Eddie switches the lamp off. He thinks you’re asleep until your voice comes out of the darkness.

“Eddie?”

“Yeah, sweetheart?”

“Thank you for taking care of me.”

“Of course,” Eddie replies. “C’mere.” You do, and Eddie wraps you up in his strong arms. His embrace is so gentle, so warm, that you think you could sleep anywhere as long as Eddie was holding you.

#eddie munson #eddie munson x gn reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson blurb

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the-sinners-paradise · 1 year

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i absolutely love how you wrote the adonis fic 😭😭 <33 ur writing is just so *chef's kiss*

can i req undead hcs with a s/o who has the same illness as rei?

as always keep up da good work and have an amazing day/night ^^

» u r very sweet as always haha, tysm!! im not sure what rei has in canon, but i wrote this with anemia in mind! enjoy ur day as well & may these headcanons be to ur liking, h4kaze!! ☆

prompt: an s/o that has the same illness as rei

character(s): rei sakuma, kaoru hakaze, adonis otogari, koga oogami

pairing(s): UNDEAD x gn!reader

warnings: N/A, fluff

☆ — REi SAKUMA !!

rei is obviously no stranger to this. he's 'been there done that', as they say, and therefore knows how to take care of you quite well, as well as offering advice.

alongside that, you two often help each other out depending on the situation. since you have to deal with it anyway, you might as well do it together.

he usually brings two of everything he needs. for example, during summer, he brings two umbrellas if you or him had to go outside for longer periods.

he makes sure you take breaks often, too. he doesn't want you to overwork yourself, especially if you wear out easily.

rei has apologized to you multiple times if he's ever "too invasive", due to constantly being around you and trying to help you out with everything. he would rather not have you experience the same things he did, even though that was pretty dramatic.

nevertheless, he is a very kind individual and makes sure to show his love in his own ways.

☆ — KAORU HAKAZE !!

kaoru wasn't exactly the best at taking care of others, especially someone with such a specific condition. still, you could tell he was trying his best.

he hasn't exactly done much research into it at all, but he probably wouldn't either. he loved you, but unless you sat him down and did it with him, he'd likely get distracted and forget about it completely.

kaoru's known to panic a little when you ask him for help. chances are, he wouldn't know what to do and you'd probably have to explain it to him, even if you're on your last dying breath. not that he wouldn't try to help before that, too.

he regularly carries you around places. it's a lot faster and he has less to worry about if you're with him the whole time. most notably, he often takes you to the infirmary with him.

kaoru uses your condition as an excuse to be around you more often. as your partner, he cares about you and he does insist on spending time with you as often as possible. and he doesn't mind having to help you every so often.

at some point he starts bringing extra money so he can buy you whatever you'd like that'd help you. specifically food and water, but you're known for buying other things, too.

☆ — ADONiS OTOGARi !!

adonis already knows what to do. he's done enough research before, even going as far as to ask rei a bunch of questions to help him figure out what to do.

he also asks you questions, too, everytime he thinks of a scenario that could happen, he goes to you in order to know what to do in the future.

he's known to carry you around places, too, because he feels bad leaving you all by yourself, even if you're going to be okay.

if it's a particularly hot day, adonis will likely bring water and an umbrella along, though after making sure that it's what you need and won't just be an extra inconvenience (not that he'd mind either way).

he takes great care to be around you at all times. he wants nothing more than to make sure you're safe, because you are his top priority as his significant other.

adonis sends you letters sometimes. he's not good with tech, and although he's very determined to keep learning, he has settled on checking up on you through letters. you don't need to respond, they're just small reminder to take care of yourself and not do anything stupid.

☆ — KOGA OOGAMi !!

i'll prefix this by saying that koga isn't too sure what he's doing either, but he's mostly following your instructions.

that being said, he likely wouldn't do anything for you if you didn't ask it directly. he cares, but he isn't sure what help is necessary or at all wanted. he'll only step up if he notices you're actively harming yourself.

he did not like asking for help from rei in order to understand what was going on, and he didn't want to embarrass himself around you, either, which is why he went on online forums instead.

that being said, he has been of great help. with how quickly he comes to your aid and how, albeit gradually, learns to understand you and how to help you.

koga has accepted that, even though he enjoys being outside, going out on dates with you is better kept inside, at least during summer. he was bummed out for the first two months and then finally accepted it after you told him that he doesn't have to hang out with you in order to be outside.

he thinks it's funny to call rei infectious because of how similar your condition is, even if he knows that's absolutely not the case.

#sin thinks that...#ensemble stars #enstars #enstars x reader #enstars x y/n #enstars x you #UNDEAD #rei sakuma #rei sakuma x reader #kaoru hakaze #kaoru hakaze x reader #adonis otogari #adonis otogari x reader #koga oogami #koga oogami x reader

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livums · 3 months

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Why I haven’t written in several months

Im being dramatic—it’s been like 3.

Hello writeblr buds, I miss u and I hope the past few months have been as kind and restful as possible 🥰 I realized it’s been some time since I’ve written anything (or written anything about writing anything) and for some reason it’s of some importance to me that it doesn’t look like I vanished or lost interest/commitment to the space.

I’m trying to quit my fuck ass job :/

I have a whole lot of feelings about the job + the field itself and why I think my time in it is drawing to a close, but I probably won’t take the time to write about it here, unprompted. What’s much more exciting for me is, I think, my goal itself.

I realized in like November that I’m doing that thing again—waiting for my life to start. It started when I received an art book Kickstarter reward in the mail and held a very pretty holographic print in my hands up to the light in my bedroom. My bedroom walls were bare, and had been for the past year and some change, when I moved into this unit. I hadn’t felt comfortable decorating knowing I’d be moving out in “only two years”. I caught myself waiting for permanent stability again. Oops! My bad.

I spent hours decorating my walls with all the prints I’d accumulated over the past several years and I felt…. A way. I started using stickers in my journal.

What was I waiting for? What the fuck was wrong with me?

I’ve known I wanted to center art and creativity in my life for as long as I can remember. I’m not going to blame my parents or whatever, but I was told over and over again not to throw myself into pursuing art as a career. It’s not financially viable. “You’ll never make a red cent.” I’d never told them at all that I wanted to do art for a living. I convinced myself for a long time that I didn’t. Lol.

Before I graduated from college in 2020, I faced a decision. I could go to art school, I thought. I could get an MFA. I held an art school catalog in my hand that is requested in the mail. I’d carried it everywhere for months.

I went to grad school instead. Not that I’m bitching about getting into such a prestigious program in my field, but it always felt like the ultimate compromise. It’s something I could tell my parents about and have them be proud of me, while hopefully I could devote time to art on the side. It’s what I’d been doing for the past four years—compromising. I had a professor or three notice, even. Lol.

I moved to a new city in 2020, alone. I was turbo depressed. One day, I spent hours watching animated student films on youtube and bawling my eyes out. Before I had graduated from college, I’d faced a decision and chosen wrong. I asked myself over and over—What do you do if you chose wrong?

Grad school was a nightmare, and I’d rather die than go back, but I don’t even necessarily regret going, I think. I think it was important for me to be in this profession, at least for a time. Maybe this is just me coping, lol, but going to grad school inspired much of what I ventured to write in 2022 and 2023.

Anyways, when I recently held that holographic print up to my bare landlord-white walls, I realized that if I waited any longer to let myself live my life how I wanted, then I was an idiot. In kinder words. I have no excuse not to. I’m giving myself massive grace by believing truly that the past seven years were not a waste of time, but I can’t lie to myself that I’m satisfied with the way my life is right now.

The point is-- I’ve slowed down writing recently because my focus has shifted to art. I’m DEFINITELY not done writing. Not at all! I just realized that if I want to achieve my goal of making enough consistent money off of art to leave my job, I’ll have to start treating art like a second job. Between devoting time to my fuck ass job, to art as a living, and to writing seriously, I’m in kind of a pick-any-two situation. Before, it was fuck ass job and writing seriously. I want to eventually be focused on art and writing as the pillars of my livelihood—that’s my ultimate dream. And we all know that writing is the longest game of creative and financial delayed gratification ever, lol.

I haven’t really talked about this that much on my other socials, lol, but for whatever reason I woke up this morning and felt like I wanted to give an explanation for my sparse writeblr presence. As I hopefully get to scale back to part-time clinician in the future, I hope to get back into some of my stories and start re-breaking old bones into something new and revitalized.

AN EE WAYS, if you’ve read all that, thank you. Mutuals, if u want my discord, feel free to pm me! I’m not disappearing (I will be on tumblr just as much as I have been, which is to say, daily), but I’m much easier to reach by other means. I’ll be (and have been) posting much more on my art blog @lurrkingly as well! If you’d like to um. Witness Me, I’m most Witnessable there or on my art Twitter (also @lurrkingly). (I also have a spicy art Twitter linked to the main one, which I hope to probably be. Siphoning off of for income one day soon. Praying etc.)

I have a game plan, my partner is an excellent support (I think they like playing manager, LOL), and I think, I really think, that I can do it! 🥰🥰🥰

Ok bye MWAH! I like you guys and I’ll never leave! 🎉 💜

#writeblr #chitchat #heyyyyyyy lol

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butch-blu-scout · 8 months

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hi!!! if your requests are still open could you write something with scout x reader 🤞 maybe some angst if you're up for it??? (im a sucker for angst) thank u !! 🐌

Hi! Of course they're still open! This is actually the first ask I've gotten in a while lol. Feel free to send in more if you have other ideas ^-^

I've never been very good at angst but here's my best shot. It's very dramatic. My other idea for this was infidelity but I thought that might be too sad (however if anyone wants to see that feel free to send a request).

Thank you to @schlong69420 for helping me brainstorm.

Warnings for: insecurity, angst and feels (to the best of my abilities)

Word Count: 760

Scout often wondered about how people really felt about him. I mean, really felt. Sure, some of his teammates called him annoying, or treated him like a little brother- but he knew that was all in good faith. At least they'd tell him to screw off to his face if he got too annoying.

But it was harder to figure things out when it came to folks outside the team, and by "folks" I mean his partner, and by "his partner" I mean you.

Scout had been particularly energetic today, way more than usual. He had been chatty to everyone, including you. He was all over the field, hardly able to concentrate of the objective. He ran to every explosion, every shout, anything that he heard immediately grabbing his attention. It was frustrating for everyone on the team, even Scout was getting annoyed with his own inability to focus.

It was safe to say that they lost the match.

After the match everyone had glared at him whenever he tried to lighten the mood. Usually it worked, but today not so much. But he kept trying.

"Hey ya know- those guys were prolly cheatin' anyway. So really-" Scout was cut off.

"Son- will you just can it?" Engie snapped, "We lost. Everyone knows it's your fault. Everyone else has accepted it, you need to do the same before you get a black eye."

That shut him up real quick.

That was Scout. He tried all the time to be there for everyone else, to lighten the mood, to make everyone feel a bit better. Even if he was the butt of the joke. It was just who he was. But today... he just felt like he was too much. For anyone. Even you.

You hadn't seen Scout since he'd left the showers. Usually after he hit the showers, you both headed straight to his room to hang out, watch movies, whatever. But when you knocked on the door he wasn't there. You'd even double checked to make sure he wasn't just asleep, but he wasn't there. Which was odd for him.

You went searching, checking the kitchen, and the lounge area, The garage, even the Med-Bay, but he wasn't there. Nobody seemed to know where he went either, that or they were still too pissy to want to find him.

You were almost to Sniper's camper when you finally spotted him. You had turned around to check for critters when you saw the glint of something on the roof of the base. Dogtags. It didn't take much walking to see the small dash of bright red curled up on the roof.

Climbing up the roof was quick work if you knew where the secret ladder was (it was in Sniper's room, which he never used). It wasn't hard to sneak up behind Scout either. He was too lost in his thoughts (usually a bad thing when it came to Scout).

"Hey baby," You sat down next to him. He jumped at your sudden intrusion, he calmed fairly quickly though. Scout was still wrestling with his pent up energy, made obvious by the tapping of his leg and his other little fidgets.

"Hey sweetheart, ya scared me. What uh, what bring ya up here?" He asked.

"Oh, well I was looking for you." You explained, "You disappeared after the match today. I though we were gonna watch a movie tonight?"

"Ah, yeah. Sorry I um.. Just needed to clear my head. Didn't wanna keep botherin' anybody."

"Scout."

"What?"

" What's going on with you hm? You're not usually like this."

"It's- I just- It's nothin' really," He scratched the back of his neck, "I'm just being a lot today, and I know it. And I can't even help myself 'cause I don't realize it until it's too late. And then everyone's pissed off at me. And I already pissed everybody off by losin' the damn match, and I really didn't feel like pissin' you off too. 'Cause I knew you wouldn't tell me if I got too annoyin'- 'cause I know you. And I'm probably pissin- you off right now with alla this and I should just stop fuckin' talkin' but I can't and I-"

You wrapped your arms around him gently.

The two of you sat up there for a while, watching the stars. You let Scout talk about everything and nothing, just to get it out of his system. Because, yeah, he could be annoying, and he could be a lot, but that didn't make you love him any less.

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I hope this was good, or at least filled some of your itch for angst ^-^. Sorry that it's kinda short. But I hope you enjoy it nonetheless. Thanks for sending a request :)

#tf2 scout #tf2 #scout tf2 #team fortress 2 #scout tf2 x reader #scout x reader #angst with a happy ending #angst #tf2 fanfiction #alex writes content

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liauditore · 8 months

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LIAU MY BELOVED

ask game question

Jimmy x Martyn

romeo asking for mirror birds in MY ask box?!!?!??!?!?! (i know u pref mirror birds but solidwood is too funny im so sorry)

ah yeah. these losers.

see, a lot of my thoughts surrounding these two would kind of spoil my own AU that i never make stuff for so im usually somewhat hesitant to talk about them but basically., (toxic!fh mention)

post-evo divorced property police is so real. ive always imagined it as a childhood friends situation, with martyn being a bit older than jimmy.

they probably caught feelings for eachother fairly late and already well into teenhood but neither of them were really sure what it was (this is maybe going a little bit into sexuality hc territory but ive always imagined jimmy as whatever the male equivalent of a useless lesbian is and martyns biphobic towards himself lmao).

i touched on this briefly in that one fic i wrote but i've always headcanoned martyn as being somewhat parentified and thus ties his worthiness to be loved into his ability to perform acts of service for someone rather than just.. existing and letting himself be loved.

so as jimmy became more independent, martyn becomes a bit more insecure about their friendship. this becomes a bit of a self-fulfilling prophecy as he distances himself from jimmy, feeling like jimmy wouldn't love him if he didn't Need him, and jimmy in return feels confused and hurt as he helplessly watches someone he knew all his life drift away.

that + jimmy has this not-so-subtle crush on scott that martyn's always suspected. he's a jealous bitch.

The storm formed after a final sip, my fingertips frozen solid, I pretend that again I can see, you past the rails, ready to meet And I wonder is it too much to ask, to once more, hold you warm in my hands? To accept I can’t forget, and embrace what still fails to fade?

Milk Tea (Oktavia's translyrics) (because I wasn't kidding when I said these two were cheesy yuri to me lmao)

we had a clown to clown communication moment i think cus I also love the idea of them splitting up and meeting in Third Life years and years later (altho i like to imagine it as more of a voluntary separation).

some stuff copy+pasted from that cursed shipping doc i mentioned awhile back: ((scott + jimmy became a thing while martyn was gone pre-3L))

Now reuniting in 3L as fully grown adults after years apart, all those suppressed emotions come bubbling back up to the surface. An adult Martyn is much less unsure about what he's feeling and Jimmy still has those fantasies of what could have been playing on loop in his head. Of course, Jimmy is still attached to Scott and can't abandon his Bethrothed. He loves and knows what's best for him, he would sooner die than forsake his loyalty. But it does hurt when he hits him. Martyn still cares for Jimmy deeply, whether he wants to or not. He takes the time to keep an eye out for him, even though they had no real reason to interact anymore. He becomes one of the only people to realise what Scott was like with him, how devoid of love it all was. He throws out a line, offers to help him run away. Jimmy refuses. Betrayal. A second time. For the same man. Who cares about Jimmy anyway? (he always did take me for granted)

(a little note here before anyone sets me on fire - time works a bit differently in my writing and the players don't have exact ages but jimmy and martyn's age gap is probably not as dramatic as their cc counterparts)

(it's still there but neither of them even recognise their feelings as remotely romantic until they reunite as adults, as kids it's all just them being silly and having grade school drama with each other)

So uh yeah lots of mutual pining and suppressed feelings and puppy love turned angst👍 tis all i shall say cus i wanna make art of the rest lol

Just a second to lessen the ache, or minute to kiss it away I’d give all I have for the chance to go back to youth and you

#asks #ask games #trafficshipping #solidwood #mirror birds #martyn/jimmy #property police #why do these guys have like fifty names #martyns always been a bit boistrous but he starts getting rlly mean later towards jim :c

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mountinez · 1 year

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One of my favorite things of watching PSG games (I only watch them for Neymessi obvi cause watching PSG physically pains me otherwise lmao) is that everytime someone or Neymessi make a goal Neymessi has to have an obligatory, private, mini celebration. Like they legit hug everybody and then they have find each like they're magnets. They just HAVE to hug eachother no matter what. And even if they already did a group hug then they have to have a hug just the two of them and I think that's just so fucking wholesome! They love each other so much! And their hugs with eachother are so different than when they do it with another teammate! Legit they just GRAVITATE to each other! All I can think about is Ney being the Sun and Leo being the moon!

Also amist the Leo transfer rumors. Him leaving in the summer makes my Neymessi brain go all haywire and made me think of Neymar being the literal represetantion of Lana Del Rey's summertime sadness song

Like:

Think I'll miss you forever

Like the stars miss the sun in the morning sky

Later's better than never

Even if you're gone, I'm gonna drive (drive), drive

I got that summertime, summertime sadness

Su-su-summertime, summertime sadness

Got that summertime, summertime sadness

Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Kiss me hard before you go

Summertime sadness

I just wanted you to know

That baby, you the best

Like HELLO!?!?! IM SOBBING!!!!!!!! Ney being like kiss me hard before you go and that baby youre the best!?!?!? LORD HAVE MERCYYYYY!!! I CAAAANT!!!! I mean idk if im bugging but for me Ney smiles so much when Leo is around! Like u can see it on his face!!! U can see the difference! Both of them are always giggling so much and whispering to each other ALL the time, like damn I wanna know what's funny too!

Anyways, sorry, I'm in my feels. I just love these two so so so so so sooo much!

first of all, are you married anon? because i'm really interested in share my whole life with you now 😭😭😭 seriously, this kinda stuff is why i'm still in tumblr. look at this giant ask, full of emotion and poetry. idk if i want to marry you or this ask 😭

seriously, the actual insanity neymessi is

"i want you back. only together we can win another ucl"

"i learn with him everyday, not only the player but the person. i'm completely in love with him"

"it made me very happy that 'a boy like him' said something like that about me"

"i'll defend him till death"

all those quotes could be part of a romance book or whatever but it was said by them about each other. so yeahl, they are insane, we are insane, everybody is insane!!!

i need to confess i don't like psg. i never liked the team and i'm only watching their games because of messi (and consequently because of ney). i don't care about psg, i care about THEM and so we have to go through this. the good part is the hugs and all the love they share being intact even after their separation. this can also be said about their chemistry on the pitch, their sync continues unbeatable. both are made for each other. their play style literally fits, their opposite personalities complement each other and they have the greatest love story in history since romeo and juliet (ok, i'm a bit dramatic but please we are talking about lana del rey in the end).

neymessi is not just a ship. what they share is real and it is beyond football, beyond their countries. the fact antonella likes neymar and share her husband with him proves my point. the thing is they are so intimate and know each other so well and bro, you just gave me an idea for a multi-chaptered fic... what if i dare to write? 👀

#well i'm joking but not that joking #neymessi #anon <3 #asks

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sublimecatgalaxy · 1 year

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♥️ Negan Smith Masterlist ♥️

This is a masterlist dedicated to things I've written about Negan Smith.

Check out my Prompt List and my Character List in my Masterpost which is pinned for more info on who I write for and some inspiration for requests.

This is a mix of headcannons, oneshots and blurbs :)

Reunite:

Summary/Request: "can u write where the reader is negan’s daughter and he sees her in the line up (the scene where negan is first introduced/glenn and abraham’s death) and they share a cute moment or something!"

What Happened:

Summary/Request: "Negan will reunite with my oc or reader in the apocalypse after not seeing each other in years the last time they saw each other was when he found out Lucille had cancer."

Loyalty:

Summary/Request: "Hello! Could you write some headcanons about being one of negan’s wives?😀

Unrelenting:

Summary/Request: "hello lovely!! can i request literally anything with negan please? i’m so glad that you love him as much as i do🥰"

Putty In Her Hands:

Summary/Request: "let’s try this again😅 negan is negan; a big, loud-mouthed, cocky bastard, but as soon as reader comes into his line of view, he’s putty in her hands. i’m talking hanging onto her every word, punishing anyone who looks at her for longer than three seconds, completely obsessed with her."

Bad Guy:

Summary/Request: "You wanted more Negan requests? What about "Just because I'm the bad guy, doesn't mean I'm a *bad guy*" when he's flirting with reader. Maybe he's trying to convince her to be with him? Maybe he forced her to be one of his wives and wants her to like him more? Idk, wherever your brain goes with this one is perfect :)"

Sugar Sugar:

Summary/Request: "i feel like the sugar daddy/ sugar baby au would suit negan really well, especially with the prompts “No one’s ever made me feel like this.”, "Are you blushing?"and "If I ask you to kiss me, to be with me, in front of all these people, will you do it?" 🥰"

Permission:

Summary/Request: "Maggie and Reader never got along for some reason Maggie blames her, so when she goes back to Alexandria (Season 10?) there's a fight because Reader is with Negan so Maggie throws a lot of shit on Reader"

Dramatic:

Summary/Request: " i was wondering if you would feel comfortable writing smut for negan? like maybe he sees the reader being a little too nice to the other saviors and he gets all jealous and possessive?"

Mean:

Summary/Request: "can i request “you’re being mean” and “did i stutter?” with negan please? spice, angst, whatever you’re feeling!!"

Only Friends:

Summary/Request: " something about reader being the only one who’s nice to and taking care of negan while he’s locked up?"

Good Girl:

Summary/Request: "could you do “are you blushing?” and “good girl, that’s it” with negan please 🤭 i just know he’d be a jerk if he ever caught you blushing haha"

Outside The Walls:

Summary/Request: "friend you’re really doing the lord’s work with this theme tonight!! can i request “come on, let’s get you cleaned up” and hey, look at me. im not going anywhere” with negan pls? (i might have a couple more but im still thinking hehe)"

Hard Time:

Summary/Request: "Hello! Anon here who requested the Negan father/ daughter request. “Freed” as in after the whole whispers thing. He walking Alexandria freely?"

I Need You:

Summary/Request: "Can you write a fic with the prompts 4 and 19?"

Nothing To Say:

Summary/Request: "hii, for your angst night could you do Negan Smith with unrequited love? preferably male reader or gender neutral. any prompt is fine :)"

#negan #negan x reader #negan smith #negan smith x reader #the walking dead #the walking dead fic

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nsmhrniki · 2 years

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✰ to be rewarded w/ a kiss (2/2)！,,

WARNINGS: cussing, suggestive stuff on kenny's part but nothing really happens LMAO, mention of the word "piss" 😧

PAIRING/S: kenny, cartman x reader [ platonic // romantic ]

PRONOUNS: they/them (gender neutral)

GENRE: fluff fluff fluff, sort of crack on kenny's part because

REQUESTED: yes // no (@buffandpuff)

A/N: god i'm finally doneskhs. cartman's is sorta different than the others since it's not reader trying to help him study but im kinda proud of his part 😯 i can finally update my masterlist

here's kyle's and stan's 👍

mccormick, kenny ✰ !

the bell had just rang and you immediately rushed towards kenny's side, nudging him a bit as his head slightly tilts towards you as a way of saying "i'm listening", even with his eyes trained in front of him.

"kenny, quiz right? i'll help u study"

"y/n i really dont ca-"

"2 pm, my house."

you toddle away to your own locker, leaving kenny to mope about how "he doesn't care." it was science; the periodic table. he's only stupid enough to fail that class (and fail the others too). it's been on his mind all day, his eyes drooping in exaggerated pettiness until they drastically widen, as if a light bulb just lit on.

study?? at your house?? for sure, you mean....,, do you? for god you two are glued and drawn together like magnets. he's not sure what your motive is, to confess, or whether it's truly, hopefully like in cliché movies when a couple– when someone invites their partner to "study."

only you two aren't a couple, at least not yet–that's gonna change today!!!!

"you got me to walk all the way here just for you to lend me your books?"

"did you prefer me walking to yours? how ungentlemanly."

"you have a wholeass bike" "that's nothing."

"oh and those aren't the school books they're more of just like summarized stuff i wrote, like way less complicated and easier to study"

"can you at least let me in? i hate to walk like two blocks just to go back after like, i don't know 2 minutes?"

"it's been thre- you know what just get in here. my parents aren't home anyway."

that one line sparks kenny, and if it were possible, his tail would have been startled high and wagging furiously.. giddily, he steps in his delight. you sigh as you reluctantly close the door

"you know where my room is."

this is it!!!

"in the meantime i'll go wash the cherries to eat." ... "what's with that face? go or beat it."

kenny huffs and does as he was told,, dragging his misery and pettiness behind him as it leaves a trail up the stairs.

"y/n i literally hate cherries you know that"

"come on just a bite, my aunt handpicked them!!"

"no"

"i promise you wont regret it"

giving into you practically shoving the cherry into his mouth, he bites it off the stem and uneagerly chews. eyes dramatically squinted with eyebrows quirked in such a way that they put a two-year-old's effort to write a straight line to shame.

"i do regret it–and i also regret being here"

"well if you pass this quiz then you won't and i'll help you with that!", you say confidentally, plopping your books on your table with a force, causing it to shake a little. in an instant, you flip through your pages and stop by the exact lesson the two of you need to study

"you just want a study buddy because if you don't have one you get distracted and completely neglect what you needed to do"

"NOT true, let's get started before i shove all these cherries in your mouth."

it's been a day after that, and right now kenny is staring at the piece of paper you've given to him before you shoved him out your door. telling him to figure that out before quiz day and that he BETTER does because it's easy as hell. and even with that he only decided to think about it an hour before science class

"i dont know what she means man"

after a few seconds of silence kyle finally has it figured out.

"it's a code dude! you gotta make out what it says by their- short forms or whatever i dont know!"

"i thought that too but what she wants me to piss if i pass??? pass equals piss, what??"

...

"dude, try a little harder, alright? get that figured out and you won't regret it."

with that, kyle walks away.

psh, regret. that's what you said too and he sure as hell regrets it. he turns to stare at the peice of paper again...

Phosphorus, Arsenic, Sulfur, Sulfur = Potassium, Iodine, Sulfur, Sulfur

what...does that...mean.. 😰

poor kenny had already given up, handing you the paper awkwardly and confessing his failure.

"god kenny you're so dumb what i meant to say is i'll kiss you properly if you pass!!"

"what..." it's only now that it hits him, reminded that you kissed the side of his mouth before handing him that dumb peice of paper.

"so go ahead and prove it to me that i didn't waste my time trying to teach you!! although you sorta gave that away already thinking potassium is P"

"is it really MY fault that the table tricked me into thinking the short forms are just the first letters of the elements???"

"youre just dumb. no kiss for you."

"NO no i can do this, trust me y/n. watch me"– and that's when your professor hands you the quiz papers. kenny's eyebrows knitted in what you can't figure out as either nervousness or concentration.

he ends up being 3 points away from failure though and you still kiss him because that was your plan anyway 😋

cartman, eric ✰ !

"eric, please at least pass this one quiz and i'll let you off the hook."

"mom!"

"just ONE quiz, eric. please?? this is really important and i dont know why you keep failing all your tests but just this one time i need you to pass this!. it's important and your teacher himself texted me to remind you about it. eric??"

"but..." his voice comes off as meek–far from what he intended. or overall just not what he intended at all

"eric? is there someone, or something bothering you? you know you can tell me anything, you dont need to hide from me."

"u-um,,, y/n! yeah! theyre bothering me and i cant study because of it! theyre really scary, mom!"

nothing but silence from the other door, cartman finally pushes his jacket down in relief.

he has no idea why he chose you, but any student would have been enough to trick her. any student that comes to his mind first

little will he admit you dont just come to his mind first but have been in his mind all day, every day, and he doesnt remember how or when it started. its starting to get,, annoying?????

you're the only person cartman leaves alone, like just not bothers that much in comparison to the others. you can't lay a finger on it. you presume it's because of how you're the only one who cares about him, passing him your school notes even when he literally will not use them (but keeps them anyway for like a day), sharing your food and end up having only two or three bites left, lending to help him with injuries because he doesn't want to go to the nurse's office, etc. and that is exactly why liane loves you, and at that point just mistook you two as best friends when really you're not.

he walked up to you one day during lunch and grabbed you by the shoulders to turn to him, staring at you intently with a threatening scowl as if you've just thrown him the biggest earth-shattering insult ever. your shoulders tense and your eyebrows furrow in confusion, you remain silent.

"you! i dont know what you did to me but you better put this spell out or you're dead!"

from that day on, he's been calling you witch,, holding the "you hexed me" card to your face until he shapes it into some sort of spear to annoyingly stab you on the daily,,,thirteen times minimum

really he's just finding an excuse to "talk to you." but i dont think he's aware of that. neither will he ever admit that in that case.

cartman felt he had his mother wrapped around his little finger when he claimed you scare him, which was undoubtedly ridiculous in her sense. liane had to speak with you. she makes it clear that she doubts you scare him, of all people. It may be because cartman isn't used to being cared for; when it's his mother, he denies any concern. you'll never get the answer out of him

you promised to mrs cartman you'd find a way to convince him to study for this test, and she trusted you.

when oh where in his life would he expect you to pull him to a more secluded area in the hall not even a minute after class was dismissed, pecking him on the corner of his mouth while your hands are wrapped around the collar of his jacket.

"pass the quiz and i'll kiss you properly."

he's left on the same spot, confused but rather more stupefied.

he's juggled between purposely failing the quiz or even putting an effort to pass it but the balls keeps slipping from his hands and eyes can't focus on that ball and this ball.

he, for some reason he still doesn't know, did study. eric cartman, studying.

and he doesn't know, and at this point he doesn't want to know.

he did pass, and everyone was beyond stunned. so later that day he'd find you in the halls and out of nowhere snatch you from whatever business you have and look at you dead in the eye.

"i passed, bitch. and i'm waiting."

he supposes he mistook this "spell" as a curse, could it have been a blessing? there's no way, he's still in denial about it. but he doesn't mind having a witch like you maybe make his life a little better.

(he cheated)

Reblogs are appreciated !

#south park x reader #kenny mccormick x reader #eric cartman x reader #cartman x reader #nsmhrniki ;; south park #nsmhrniki

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bigkpopstan · 1 year

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hello! lemme start off by saying that your writing is AWESOME

could i request sub!kevin from the boyz hcs? im writing this after you asked for asks before you go to sleep so sleep well!!

ah thank you so much!! 🥺

sub Kevin, *gasp* I haven’t talked about sub Kevin in ages !!

18+ content.

warnings; sub Kevin obvi, edging and overstimulation, marking/hickeys mention, clingy/possessiveness talk, ‘jealousy’ mention, hair tugging, bondage, snowballing (sharing cum while kissing/cum play). tell me if I missed anything as always!

• first off I think subby kevin is very clingy and only minimally possessive

• I see kevin as a well behaved (most of the time, he likes to talk back and tease) sub

• I feel like he loves when you take your time with him when you have it, something about kevin screams intimacy and lots of kisses and most of the time I don’t think a quickie could suffice his drive

• I was going to say that he’s a pillow prince bc of my last hc but I don’t think that’s true? I feel like he’s in between pillow prince-y and a very active participant (my mind went to him riding his s/o but other things could very well apply)

• he may not be possessive but he loves when his partner(s) are in a way? private but not secret where he absolutely loves and adores hickeys that are easily covered

• I love to pick between overstimulation or edging for people ! I think Kevin prefers overstimulation but can handle edging better bc he gets sensitive when being overstimulated<3

• I feel like he doesn’t get jealous like how I said he doesn’t seem very possessive but if he sees someone else checking you out he will fuck you (or you fuck him, I didn’t mean to say it that way lmao) but a more of a “fuck yeah that’s my partner” type cocky thing?? like?? “Yeah only i can see you like this’ if this makes sense? like he’ll look at you with a little smirk or smile while someone tries to flirt with you and I think one, so much trust but two, he’s like “mhm that’s right; that’s my partner”

• subby tease kev loves to send pics/vids of himself to you<3 and he’s not the type to send it while you’re at work unless he is aware you know what he’s going to send before.

• loves when you tug his hair and it doesn’t even have to be hard, just a tug to adjust him or smth for kissing or just bc and he’ll moan🥰.

• I do think he’s got a basic sex drive-like a fairly frequent one? but it’s not like he needs it ? maybe like 3 times a week almost minimum unless he’s distracted or swamped with things to do. even if he’s like worn out he’d let you take care of him.

• his sex drive…isn’t dramatic? I think it’s bc u think he prioritizes time and intimacy that he doesn’t rush much to get to the fucking portion? like he does have his days where he attaches to you and starts with a quick heavy make out but it’s still not…desperate? if that makes sense. also bc he knows that if he asks you’ll most likely give it to him if you’re in the mood and if not he’ll take care of himself<3

• he absolutely loves just letting you do whatever you want to him<3 it gets him going, esp if bondage is involved <3 like binding his wrists or covering his eyes

• one last one that is more-out there? he loves if you kiss him while you have his cum in your mouth or vice versa !! he just enjoys messy kisses like that bc it’s…again intimate and I feel like ? I can’t explain it but he loves it

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