#and edgy hair just so happens to be fluffy!!

[thefakehedgehogaroundhere]

SHADOW DONT GIVE HIM CAFFEINE

THIS IS YOUR FAULT SHADOW

#this really was just an excuse to show my designs for shadow and sonic #i just want everyone to listen when i say shadow is fluffy ok #he is ok??? if he's edgy the hedgy why would his hair not be edgy #and edgy hair just so happens to be fluffy!! #in all seriousness tho he just looks good with fluff #sonic #sonic the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog #sth #sonadow #sonic fanart #shadonic #sonic art #sonadow art

[shockedemojiatsv]

MOREEEEE BEN REILLY 🙏🙏🙏 IM BEGGING

▪︎■☆Benny, Baby☆■▪︎

☆ 🔞!!NOT SAFE FOR WORK UNDER THE CUT!!🔞

☆ cis!Ben Reilly / spiderhero!male reader

☆ Drabble and probably OOC

☆ angst and fluff headcanons first

☆ kind of cringe? Maybe? Maybe not? Depends on who's reading it

°○☆happy reading☆○°

☆ his morning voice is so deep but not in a sexy way its more like a funny way. Maybe not overly goofy but he's so loopy since he's still a little sleepy he will make you laugh a little with his voice.

☆ seldomly clumsy. He'll walk through corridors and move his hips to avoid hitting tables and when he miscalculates a move he'll wince in pain, but if you're there he'll try to pretend nothing ever happened.

☆ He's clingy. Like, puppy clingy. He'll never admit it but the next best thing other than working out is holding you. It could be in any kind of context. A fluffy moment, a sad scenario, or something a little more intimate. But don't expect him to get his grabby hands off of your body 24/7 because he just loves to hold you and be there for you.

☆ look at me in the eye and tell me he isn't dramatic. ATSV Scarlet spider here, imagine watching Grave of the Fireflies with this guy. Get your tissues.

☆ His hair is so silky. I'm sure he maintains it well. He's willing to share his own secrets to you so that the two of you are walking around with hair everybody wishes they had. haha.

☆ He's a little bit of a jealous person. Not in a toxic way, per se. But he's a little insecure whenever you spend time laughing and talking with the other spidermen. Usually the Peter's. Ben knows he's a clone. He thinks he's just a copy. He hopes you don't leave him for something more "original".

☆ continuation of the hc above me, he'll try holding your hand whenever you're talking to somebody. Not all the time. Just when he feels uneasy. Just a little reminder to you that he's there. Please don't go.

☆ bad nights aren't common between you two but he'll let his laid back facade fade away and he'll lean on you for comfort. You're his strength. His beacon of light. In a world quite cruel he knows he can rest on your shoulder and recharge his energy just being around you

☆ he loves to work out with you. Definitely. He's your best gym buddy and you'll end up exerting more effort into your routine because of how fun and challenging it is with Ben. He might forget a few basic equipment... so be prepared

☆ I just really like to think that he's a clingy puppy when you two are alone, and small remnants of that desperation for your attention clinging in the air. Hugs and cuddles, thumbs-up. Hand holding and a few kisses, thumbs up. Brushing his face against your chest or vice versa whenever you to get to bed, oh absolutely.

☆ I don't know if he'd be a PDA person, but he definitely would be. He likes showing how much he loves you. Like, every part of you. Your hands, your smile, you're voice, everything. It's like a warm presence that has him forgetting about all of the shit that made him edgy /hj. He'd hold your hand on your arm or your shoulder or whatever. He likes touching you

☆ call him petnames. Any kind as long as if it's a petname. And as long as if it's made by you. That takes the cake. His personal favorite is "Benny baby" because 1, it's adorable, 2, it's catchy.

°○☆ nsfw under the cut ☆○°

☆ He's sloppy. Literally about everything. When you'll kiss him or if he'll kiss you it doesn't matter who takes initiative, he won't hesitate to use his tongue. Sucking your tongue to get a better taste of it. Or kissing your cheek so much it becomes wet in a few minutes. He'll drool like a dog no matter what he does. He'd be ashamed of it at first but when you'll reassure him that it's normal and everybody has their own quirks during sex he won't try to struggle and hide it.

☆ pull his hair. He'd adorably whine and complain. He'd tell you to stop but he doesn't want you to stop. The first time you tried it he was feeling conflicted but he definitely didn't try to stop you the next time around.

☆ he'll probably try to cover his face whenever you fuck him. He's so shy all of the sudden... so when you web/cuff his hands above his head, leaving him powerless to cover his face he pretty much just cums sooner.

☆ if you're somewhere else and he's somewhere private, he'll send you a picture of his abs. Pretty normal. That is until he'll send you even more provocative pictures. That's when you snap and try to finish the errand to get home as soon as possible and fuck him till he goes blind.

☆ PET PLAY‼️‼️‼️ Please please PLEASE treat this man like a horny little mutt. He'll go crazy when you call him puppy or bitch or literally whatever. He's a golden retriever isn't he? Oh he'll melt. Get him a leash too. A pretty collar with your name on it. He'd hide it well away from guests but when you two are alone... he has his fun.

☆ remember what I said about pet play? Oh boy, take it to the next level and he'll go nuts. Literally. Strap him tight on a pet crawler and treat him like a legitimate dog. You probably wouldn't need to touch him for him to cum anymore at that point. Drowning in humiliation to the point where all he could do is whimper for your touch, a command, a word literally anything.

☆ he likes to be degraded. Call him a stupid mutt and tease him about his "rut". How badly he wants to breed/be bred. He'll let out a series of whines and please unless you gag your little puppy. Perhaps if you don't gag him, you can make him woof a little. It's embarrassing. Humiliating but Ben's already past point of clarified thinking.

☆ that doesn't me he isn't a fan of praise! Call him a sweetheart. Your loving little puppy. A good boy. Brush your fingers against his hair and scratch his scalp just right. He'll cum right then and there. Dick frotting against your leg. That is, if you gave him permission. If you spoil him and let him suck your dick while you praise him he'll get drunk. So unbelievably drunk, you'll end up doing most of the work again.

☆ rarely ever a bad boy. He'll follow your orders. And if he's being a brat... well, taming him isn't hard.

☆ if you're going to be bottoming he'll be really soft with it. He'll only go hard if you tell him to. He'll do everything you tell him to do. Go soft? He'll go soft. Move faster? He'll rut inside of you while he sobs out how good you feel around him.

☆ oh my god this man's cum. He definitely cums a lot. Ugagahahh like,,, BROOOOO. Istg. It drops down his dick like thick droplets of pearls and its so filling. Goddamn, doesn't matter if you dom or he does its so much. Please milk him.

☆ oh he has a happy trail. Fuzzy, dirty blonde, well kept ish. He doesn't like to shave it because when it grows back it just gets itchy.

☆ He's a biter. Doesn't matter who's on top. Expect love bites everywhere, anywhere. It feels right to him. In a possessive way. He's yours, your his. Actually, try marking him too. It's hotter that way.

#🤯 writes #🤯 drabble #🤯 headcanons #bottom ben reilly #atsv ben reilly #ben reilly x male reader #ben reilly x reader #ben reilly #across the spiderverse scarlet spider #bottom scarlet spider #atsv scarlet spider #scarlet spider x male reader #scarlet spider x reader #dom male reader #male reader smut #top male reader #male reader #atsv #spiderman: across the spiderverse #himbo

[unabashednightmarepizza]

𝐻𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑌𝑜𝑢 | Morpheus( Dream) x Goddess!Reader

A/N: Hello everyone! Here is me and my newest fic! It resembles a lot to the Khonshu one I had written but this has another time line and is different than the other! Ever since I watched the first episode, I couldn't help but want to write for him even though I have requests but don't worry! I will write everything you all requested!

Series Masterlist

"You should stop with that edgy look, my love. Though it gives you that mysterious vibe that I love, you should have a change."

Hearing his Queen's teasing voice, Morpheus couldn't help the chuckle that left him and turned to her with a teasing smirk pulling on his lips. Her golden clothes, quite contrasting his own, hugged her body right and gave her the godly power she held. She was contrasting him in many ways. Her warm smile, kind eyes that eased souls, her benevolent heart that helped those in need for many centuries and how she always found a way to entertain him...

It all made him fall in love with her more.

" You say that, but it was the other way around the last time we were together, my Queen."

"I never said I didn't like it, it definetly does things to me~"

Slithering your arms around his neck and playing with his black hair softly, you kissed his cheek while his hands were busy rubbing the soft fat around your hips. Chuckling at your playful smile, he admired the golden color that complimented your figure. "Needy, aren't we?"

"Is it wrong of me to show my love to my husband?"

"Not at all, love... Though I wonder if you'll stay here or go back to your Kingdom?"

Nodding your head absentmindedly at him, you looked at the ruby hanging off his neck and touched the small juncture between his neck and shoulders which elicited a gasp from him. " I don't know... Maybe I'll stay here a bit with Lucienne or maybe I'll wait for my knight in black coat~"

Shaking his head at you, you smiled when he uttered a whispered I can't believe you and continued to lay little pecks with a frown at remembering your Kingdom and how you resurrected them back. It was hard work, exceeding your powers and creating a new realm out of dust took a toll on your body, knocking you out cold eventually.

But with the help of your brothers and your husband, you were better and on the throne of your people.

"Jokes aside, I need to return back to Asgard. There are a lot of paperwork to do."

Kissing your forehead softly, he smiled on your skin which made you smile as well while holding his bigger hands in yours. "Don't tire yourself out, my love. I need to go now, I'll see you at the dinner..."

And here it was, the reason you came to his realm in hurry. Ever since the start of the day, your heart and soul was in distress. There was this feeling of a spider crawling inside you, a dread that filled your very being. Heimdall tried to soothe you with gentle words, saying that he didn't see anything happening to either you or Dream but another news that you learnt earlier that day was the main reason of your twitching and anxiety.

You were with child.

The topic of kids wasn't a foreign one, you two talked about it once or twice. He wasn't against it but not fond of it either. He was fine without a baby and he wanted to cherish you as much as he could... Even though it has been centuries ever since you two married.

And that was how you ran to Death and Lucienne for advice. Death wasn't of help, she was so happy for you and Dream that she just hugged you close, happy that their family was expanding. You awkwardly hugged her back and ran at the first chance to Lucienne who tried to console you and tell you that Dream would be ecstatic at the news, and the fact that the baby was a part of you and him would be the icing on the cake.

Now that you were thinking about it, the sight of a chubby baby with his jet black and fluffy hair, maybe your eyes and nose, running in his Kingdom and playing with their uncle in your Kingdom... I guess having a baby wouldn't be that bad...

Watching Dream's back and how it flexed under his coat while he was holding his famous helm, you rubbed your slightly bloated belly and smiled down softly. Your baby bump wasn't that obvious but you were curious how Dream wasn't able to sense the life growing inside you.

"When are you going to be back, my love?"

Walking down the stairs that led to twin thrones that was the opposite of each other, Jessamy also perched on Dream's shoulders. You could swear that the raven was smirking at you as if she knew what was going on.

"Hopefully, I'll not be gone for long. It's just, Corinthian is causing trouble in the Waking World. Surely, he won't be much of a hassle... Are you okay? Do you need my help?"

Hearing his rich and raspy voice, and trying to stop yourself from blushing even after years of marriage, you shook your head at his worry and took his hands between yours, rubbing the black and silver marriage ring. "No, I just... I have a bad feeling about this. Be careful, okay?"

Normally, Dream would have teased you but seeing your eyes shake with worry, he took fast steps and took your face between his much bigger yet softer ones. He rubbed the underside of your eyes softly and smiled down reassuringly, somehow feeling something was going on after you also voiced the same worry Lucienne did.

"Nothing will make me stop from coming back to you, my queen. I swear it... I'll always find my way to you, through the love we have and the craving of our existense..."

Smiling through hooded eyes, you nodded at his words, feeling giddy. "You better, mister... And, I have surprise for you. Though I don't know if you'd like it."

"Why keep me waiting when you can tell me now?" He cocked a playful brow at you, and you shook your head with a pout. "I said, it's a surprise. Why would I call it as one if I wanted to say it right now?"

"Fine, fine... I shall use it as a motivation then, perhaps alongside with this."

And while he kissed you deeply, you couldn't have known that it would be the last one you two shared in 100 years.

If only you weren't already getting weaker, you would have went to him before you stopped feeling him in the realms and saved him.

But neither of them happened.

It has been months now that Dream was gone, as if his existence was erased completely. The days that spent without his loving embrace, especially while being heavily pregnant, were getting harder and harder but at least, there was still someone with you.

Lucienne had been the biggest help you had, alongside with Death, but the lovely woman refused to leave you all alone. She knew your brothers and some of your people didn't like your marriage with the King of Dreams and Nightmares, and you would potentially face discrimination for carrying his babies, even though they were just little and innocent beans, so she always stood right next to you.

If something ever happens to me, please protect my wife... Lucienne, I wouldn't allow myself to live if something happened to her.

"My Queen, would you like to have some meal? Or perhaps, I could escort you to your bedroom?"

Turning your head away from the view of your home decaying and crumbling down, you gave a soft yet shaky smile to the woman that became a sister to you and waved your hand to decline her offer. Even though you were grateful for her help and companionship, especially when the kingdom you adored was being destroyed,you didn't want to be babied all the time. Sure, being pregnant was hard but feeling weak was even worse.

"I'm just pregnant, Lucienne. Though it makes me weaker every time, I need to sit here and make sure that at least the palace stays intact..."

"My Lady, You are the creation and life... Your mere existence is the source of everything in this Universe but... the burden of this Kingdom is heavy on your shoulders, one that isn't yours."

Her words hang heavy on the stiff air of the library that became a sanctuary to you, heart beating erratically. You understood the meaning behind her words, ever since Dream disappeared, the Dreaming had... started to crumble. The staff and the residents had slowly went away, some for the search of their Lord, some thinking he had abandoned them to fend for themselves.

The only thing that kept the Dreaming going was your presence, and for fear thet the only reminder of your love would perish, you stayed. Even if the realm was eating your powers away.

" I'm the Queen of this realm, as much as I'm the Queen of Asgard... I don't want my home to perish, for him to see it on the ground when he comes back..."

"My Lady, our home is you and our lord but... He would be even more devastated if he saw the state you were in... Besides, the little ones need you well and alive, my Queen."

As if to make her point clear, there was two little kicks inside your tummy which made a small yet tired smile blossom on your face. Lucienne watched you rub the tender skin of your belly with a sad look, feeling helpless at not being able to help you. It has been almost 10 human years ever since Dream was captured and as soon as you felt his aura disappear, you started to investigate with Lucienne and Jessamy. None of you knew what exactly happened and how a mere mortal was able to capture Dream but seeing him like that, resembling a wild animal captured... waiting for a chance to attack... being robbed of his tools...

And when he finally saw the illusion of you standing far away from the glass he was being held, he saw how bad all of this were weighing on you.

The illusion of you wasn't pregnant, but Dream was able to see the changes on you. Sulken eyes, dark eyebags, the weight loss...

And the worst was when Jessamy was killed, and if Dream took it bad... You took it even worse.

After all, it was you who wanted her to investigate more, going as far as making her enter the basement and eventually lead her to her demise, even if it was done unknowingly.

"Do you think... He knows that I haven't left him? That she would forgive me?"

"My Lady, I'm sure that my Lord knows how much you care about him and his well-being... As for Jessamy, she loved you and cared for you more than anything. Even my Lord... I'm sure that she doesn't hate you."

Lucienne only shook her head at the far away look on your face but knew that no words would be able to console you, and the fact that she had to watch you, her Lady consume herself with shame and guilt was eating away at her too. She was aware that no words would be able to soothe the pain you were feeling, no support would make it better...

Except Dream, that is.

Not wanting to worry her even more, already feeling bad for making her almost loose her sanity, you stood up slowly and turned to look at the scenery of the grey world in front of you. "Let's go and keep searching, Lucienne... My birth is coming closer and I don't want to slack off... Besides, I can't really see what's in front of me so you'll have to help this lady."

And with an amused chuckle from Lucienne, the librarian and the Queen of two realms walked hand in hand, with support and love for each other. Looking at the woman walking next to her, Lucienne swore to protect the last remaining part of her home with everything in her, even though you were stronger than her.

For the promise she had made to you and her lord.

Rubbing the skin of your belly, neither she nor you would have known that the Lady of the Dreaming, Queen of Asgard and the only reason the Dreaming was still standing would disappear soon after her husband.

Leaving no trace after her.

When Alex's wheel wiped away the spell keeping him locked up, at first, Morpheus didn't know what to do. It has been over a century ever since he was captured, and felt like it has been even longer that he had seen his wife. For 105 years, she was the reason he held on to his sanity, he had watched people come and go, while he remained the same. Paul and Alex came for one last chance to speak to him, but unknowingly, they had sat a very angry Endless free...

Someone who watched his bestfriend, companion die... Someone who was chained away from his love... Someone whose freedom was taken away.

But now? It all had come to end.

Standing up slowly and manipulating the dream of a guard, he destroyed the glass around him with the little remaining power and even if his heart was begging to return back to his love...

He had to punish those who wronged him.

Morpheus thought that punishing- or in his words, blessing- Alex would bring satisfication to him, making him pay for what his father did... Trully a waste, he said to Alex. To pay for a father's crimes...

But the realization that he was free, free to go and see his one and true love... Set a new kind of fire inside him, one that made him force himself to open a portal to his realm.

Only thing he didn't consider was falling down on his face and eating some sands.

"Sir? Sir!"

A feminine voice, which sounded way more worried than it was supposed to, reached Dream's ears and for a second, he thought that all of these were some nightmare he was having, imagining the voice calling out to him of his precious wife's...

Even though he wasn't completely able to dream like others did.

With a soft gasp, he opened his eyes and jolted awake which alerted the librarian who had been worried for a century and Lucienne grabbed a hold of his hands to let him know that he was finally at home.

"Lucienne..." said Morpheus weakly, still breathing heavily after using all of his powers to his limit and with a happiness that was a miracle to see on his usually cold face.

"Yes, my lord... You're finally home." said Lucienne breathlessly, finally happy that at least someone was back.

Pulling him up to his feet, Lucienne watched her lord walk up to the huge gates of the Dreaming with an anxious look. She knew that he would immediately ask for answers as soon as he saw the state the realm was in, that he would immediately ask for you and your whereabouts, his loyal and loving wife.

But Morpheus was smart and he sensed that something was very wrong. The aura, air of his once alive kingdom seemed like it was dulled and almost destroyed but the worst was...

He couldn't sense your life energy, your heart that only beat for him.

He didn't want to assume things, even though his heart was beating painfully and his eyes started to sting and get glossy at the possiblity that you were gone, he knew how you were. Loyal, loving, strong... No one in any realms were strong enough to take you down and for that, something must have happened...

And he was adamant on learning what it was and where you were.

Before he could've opened the gates and stormed in the palace you two had created happy memories, he stopped when Lucienne's anxious voice reached his ears. " Forgive me, sir but... the realm is not as you left them..."

But no words would have prepared him for the scene in front of him. His palace was in ruins, the once lively gardens and waters and streets were damaged heavily and the air was thick with...

Death.

With slightly wide and blue eyes and voice thick with emotion, he turned to look at his loyal librarian. " What happened here? Who did this?"

She shuffled on her feet and her eyes wandered to where her Queen would mostly sit at, contemplating how to explain everything. " My Lord, you are the Dreaming and Dreaming is you. With you gone for as long as you were, everything began to crumble and decay."

"What of the residents? The palace staff?"

"Gone, sir. Most are gone."

" Had they so little faith in me? That I wouldn't return?" said Dream, a vengeful fire inside his blue irises that screamed for payback.

Lucienne wanted to come clean to him, about how his absence affected the residents and the realm. How everything went down and... what happened all those years ago. But she didn't have to worry more, since Dream asked her the question she despised to answer.

"Where is my Queen, my wife? Did she also..." Morpheus couldn't help but sound fearful, he didn't see his wife over than a century when he promised her that he would be back as soon as possible and even joked with her to remove all of her worries away from inside the eyes he had fallen madly in love with. Did you cry after him? Mourn him? Or mayhe you hated him so much that you didn't want to see him at all? You were always the one to care about honesty the most, had he broke it? But surely, you knew what happened to him... right?

Lucienne, seeing her king with so many emotions and the turmoil they were creating in his already fragile mental state, couldn't dare to keep her silence anymore and with a heavy heart of not being able to keep her promise, looked at his eyes and what he saw there, utter sadness and helplessnes made him realize that his absence affected much more than he thought.

But her next words almost made the strong Endless' kness buckle and collapse on the sand beneath his feet.

"My Queen hasn't seen anywhere for 85 years, my lord. She said she had paperwok to do in Asgard but no word had been heard from her ever again..."

#sandman imagines #sandman x reader #the sandman #morpheus imagines #morpheus x reader #morpheus #dream x reader #death x reader #desire #destiny #asgard #queen reader #goddess reader

[devourers-of-god]

Hey! I'm new here, so I'm sorry if something's wrong. I really like the way you write, it's just wonderful!

Can I ask you for a little fanfiction/headcount where Sally first saw the traces of selfharma on a femme reader? They can be both in a relationship or just friends... I would like something cozy, soothing and fluffy

Thank you in advance

Hi!! Welcome on Tumblr !! Thank you for your compliments, it’s super sweet T-T<3 I will make you a little oneshot with headcanons at the end <3 I think I will do friends but they crush on eachother!

And happy Valentine’s Day for those who celebrate !!

SAL X FEMME!READER THAT S3LFH@RMS

Warnings: self harm mentions, nothing graphic. Fluff !

Character: Sal Fisher

Oneshot - Worried

« Have you noticed y/n haven’t been looking like herself lately? » Todd said, looking up at Sal. Todd had noticed a shift in your behaviour. He’s not great at expressing concern but he thought that telling Sal would be a great idea, since Todd suspect that Sal’s crush is actually you.

« Mmm.. I mean I guess..? She doesn’t hang out with us a lot these days. » Sal replied, looking in the distance. In reality, Sal did notice something, you’ve been avoiding talking to the group. Almost isolating yourself. Which isn’t usual since you’re usually bubbly and full of life, always wanting to hang out and occupy yourself, but these past few weeks it was like you just became.. empty.

« You’re the only one that knows her better than anyone. I think you should say something Sal. We never know. You know there’s 53,2% of women suicide per ye-»

« Alright I’ll talk to her. » Sal cut off Todd, the blue haired boy didn’t want to stress himself out about such a tragic situation that might happen..? Sal slammed his locker door, waved at Todd and thanked him, and now he needed to find you.

In reality, Sal was crazy worried about you. He’s always had a crush on you, since you moved in Nockfell a few years ago. He loved the way you laugh, how you smile downwards, how your cheeks becomes a tinted pink when you’re flustered..and- « Watch where you’re going freak! » Travis said angrily. Sal was lost in thought and his luck made him bump into the one and only, Travis Phelps. Sal didn’t want trouble today, he was already in such stress that he didn’t need another anxiety inducing situation. The masked boy quickly escaped his bully and went on with his goal.

After a few minutes of intense research, he caught a glimpse of you making your way out of school. « She’s ditching class now? » Sal thought to himself, trying to walk as fast as he can, but with his small legs it was harder than other people. You were going behind the bleachers, notebook in hand. You’ve been writing everything that’s been going wrong in your life. You found comfort in writing, it felt great to know that the only one viewing the journal was you. It made you feel safe. The notebook was like therapy to you, writing edgy poems in code to hide your embarrassment. You would say to yourself that it was like your private little garden.

After finding your usual spot, you noticed Sal coming. Your face became red, and it was not because of the cold.

« ..Hi. » Sal said panting, he just noticed that you walk so fast. You quickly put your notebook underneath you. You were wearing ripped pants with a zip up jacket, that was too short for you.

« Hey Sal. » you replied, you sniffled quietly. What Sal doesn’t know is that you’ve been crying since the day started, you couldn’t go to class, you just couldn’t. It was too demanding. Too hard for you, you preferred isolating yourself until the end of the day. Sals visit was unexpected.

« Have you been… crying y/n? It’s okay if you were and if you don’t want to talk about it I completely understand-» Sal stopped quickly after noticing he was rambling and talking fast.

You sighed. Wiping your nose with your hand, making your sleeve fall off your arm.

A heavy silence was heard.

Your scars were showing. You noticed they were in plain sight after you noticed Sals eye widening. « Oh fuck off » you thought to yourself. Your heart rate fastened as you rolled your sleeve down.

« Say something say something say something say-» Sals thoughts were racing, just like your heartbeat. He had to say something. He had to. Why couldn’t he speak up? He went through the same thing you’re going through. Sals supposed to know what to say right ? Only seconds had passed but it felt like long, long minutes before Sal eventually took his courage and spoke up.

« … I’ve been worried about you. And this confirms my concerns. Y/n.. I’m sorry you’ve been going through this… God I’m sorry y/n I wish I could’ve there to help you. You mean so much to me I- I just can’t watch someone so important to me in a state like this » Wow, it was maybe one of the only times that Sal would say something so heartfelt. Sal noticed your hands were shaking and your eyes slowly watering. His first instinct was to hold your hand. Your face got flustered as he did that.

« Sal- I’m the one who’s sorry. I should’ve communicated this with you earlier.. things has been bad but nothing is your fault. » You said as Sal hugged you tight, he didn’t want to let you go. As in the hug in just in general.

« I really like you y/n, let me help you.. please.. »

Annnddd that’s it HAHAHA SORRY😭 this might not be as good because I have an important exam in like 30 minutes and I’m stressing the fuck out. Anyways, here’s some hcs to compensate :P

HEADCANONS

- when Sal first noticed, he made sure you felt safe venting to him.

- carries a first aid kit.. just in case something happens.

-he make sure to clean your wounds when you relapse, he doesn’t want you to get an infection.

- he makes sure to always be there for you, you guys hang out more than usual after this.

- caresses your scars with his fingertips, humming, to help you fall asleep.

- makes sure to hide anything that you use to hurt yourself without you knowing.

- keeps the secret to himself.

- is way more affectionate than before, he eventually got way better with words of affirmation so he can help you even more.

Okep! Thank you for reading and I really hope you guys enjoyed ;( I love you all !!!

REQUESTS: ALWAYS OPEN!!!

DMS: OPEN:3

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[gabessquishytum]

Ok so I’ve had this one idea rattling around for awhile now:

Post-The Wake!Hob is still mourning his friend, he knows logically that Dream still exists but hasn’t met the New Dream™️ yet,,,

Then he has his first wet dream post wake.

Normally he has wet dreams abt Morpheus fairly often, but this time is different, he comes to balls deep inside Daniel, all fluffy white hair and glittering emeralds, whining and calling his name. He doesn’t even process that this is Dream of the Endless for a good minute or so, too caught up in just how *good* it feels.

Then they have to make introductions & Hob gets to have his existential crisis abt how it’s Dream but not Dream and oh no how will I deal with this he’s the same but so different-

All while Daniel is just enjoying the ride, it feels so good to finally get fucked by Hob (and maybe the other way around lol)

Has 🐛 been used yet?

So, obviously comic spoilers for this one... but omg I do love a bit of Daniel/Hob.

Because Daniel is all softness where Morpheus was sharp and edgy. And yet, there's something about the two of them that's utterly the same. They're both Dream, after all. And perhaps Hob is destined to be Dream’s lover, in whatever form that happens to take.

Daniel is curious about this Hob Gadling guy, so of course he does the entirely normal thing of inserting himself into those lovely wet dreams. Sue him, maybe Daniel wants some of that action! He's heard really good things about the way Hob fucks, and yeah, he sure does live up to Daniel's expectations.

Hob is a bit busy mourning the last iteration of his best friend/lover, but he can't exactly resist the twink who seems so desperate to shag Hob in particular. Daniel is so sweet to him, so happy to do whatever Hob asks of him. And he's so pretty, Hob can't resist fucking him again and again despite the guilt that tells him he's betraying Morpheus.

At least he can still call out "Dream" when he cums, and it’s still the truth.

Ahh, I do love a bit of moral torment combined with hot sex.

#🐛 anon #sandman spoilers #comic spoilers #the sandman #hob x daniel #dreamling #nsft

[the-dream-pawners-canvas]

[ The Dream Pawnee's Illustrations ]

Illustration #25: Of Bullets and Ballads, A Genshin Impact Modern AU

Liyue Protection Services: Adp005 Vigilant YAKSHA, Alatus Xiao

A Xiao spotted after a morning jog on an off-day includes:

Fluffy Chick Mode™. He'd be donning the fluffiest and most comfortable hoodie he has in his arsenal- it just happens to be this one form-fitting eye-popping flaxen dazzler that he swears to Morax is low-key.

Also, will wear his hair in a higher ponytail than usual because the wind loves him a bit too much and has a fondness for lashing his face with his locks. It's a disaster, he says, as if it's making me repent for some past crimes I committed, he expounds unironically and displeased as if the gusts hadn't done him a favor and made him look like the lead to a 20's romcom. He shoots you a look when you made the mistake of telling him so, flattery won't get me on a show with you, I won't be able to stand guard if I myself will draw attention to you.

Had waken up before the sun- so naturally before you. By the time you get your arse off of bed and start meandering around like a zombie he's already lounging on a bench only he could love. It's stiff as hell, it helps with the posture, keeps my spine as sturdy as I need my core to go- to fulfill my purpose, to protect you, he sometimes makes a show and leans back further into the demented seat- muscles rippling, groaning raunchily as he reaches out to offer you the paper bag that previously sat beside him- your breakfast, he gets them during his runs. He also gets you with this behaviour after said runs and he knows it, you get a sly little smile as he looks up at you from his book with a single brow raised, your breakfast's in the baggie, princess, not here.

Will spank your arse when you head off if you flip him the bird, will still spank your arse even if you don't. His hand is his preferred choice of weaponry in this battle, he won't tell but he absolutely loves the feel of your supple flesh in his tight grasp, not to say he didn't particularly enjoy watching his thin novella bounce off your behind that one time he tried tossing it out of a childish whim.

Quid pro quo because you have a bad habit of groping his arse when he's in fitted bottoms- which is 24/7 365.

The 34+35 remix is in his jogging playlist only because you put it there and not because he particularly like it.

Is against wearing earphones whenever he's outside with you unless it's for comms because he cannot afford to be distracted in such a perilous line of work- mostly for your sake. Also, he likes the sound of your voice better than anyone else's, it's music enough for his ears.

Only wears earphones during his jogs alone because he's prone to get unwanted attention from fellow joggers and dog-walkers alike. He is in no way at all a pushover but he does prefer not having to deal with any unpleasant altercations until he has his daily dose of you.

Will make you pancakes if it's something you like. Will definitely suck at it at first though, probably will take about five burned cakes before you have passable ones. Would definitely douse them in syrup, he's got an unrelenting sweet tooth despite his edgy exterior- you might have to hide the maple if you want it to last a week or two.

Sucks at making coffee. He makes it as if it's straight out of hell's pit and finds no problem with it. What do they say about one wanting their coffee to be as dark as their soul? He would retort as if beside his mug of tar weren't a plate of maple syrup soup with a bit of cake and he weren't some sweet Labrador with the fakeass ears of a doberman.

Aces freshly squeezed orange juice like it's nobody's business though- apparently those guns aren't just for heavy lifting and muscling through merciless crowds.

Can cook bacon and eggs but will always burn the edges. Practice does not make him perfect, apparently, and you try not to ask for this as a breakfast option if only to keep him from pouting so early into the day.

Work in Progress and imagine/scenario © Yours Truly

Might add a bit more to this once I finish the actual work, might not, might depend on the reception of this ┐⁠(⁠´⁠ー⁠｀⁠)⁠┌

#genshin impact #genshin impact imagines #xiao #xiao genshin impact #xiao genshin impact imagines #xiao imagines #xiao x reader #vigilant yaksha #digital art #digital illustration #fanart #ikemen #genshin impact fanart #xiao fanart #alatus #genshin impact x reader #work in progress #Of Ballads and Bullets: A Genshin Impact Modern AU

[ladyvillainous]

Steve Rogers – Modern Woman

AU fic where all the avengers live and work together including a rehabilited Bucky Barnes and my character Mel.

Description

Steve can’t help but be drawn to Mel but she’s a thoroughly modern woman of the age complete with tattoo’s wild hair and piercings but what would she want with an old school gentleman like himself

Warnings

Mostly just funny and fluffy with NSFW Smut towards the end

This is out of character even for my version of Steve but I liked the idea so I just rolled with it, don’t take it too seriously.

Word Count: 4978

“Wow! Your hair looks amazing Mel” Wanda enthused, walking around her in a circle to view it from all angles.

“Thanks Wanda, you don’t think it’s too bright?” Mel asked, self-consciously smoothing her hand over her Bubble gum Pink hair.

“Well you could go brighter, but they can probably already see you from space, so where’s the need” Tony Smirked, his eyes not leaving the screen of his phone, propped up against the jug of orange juice on the breakfast table.

Natasha smacked him upside the head as she left the table to fetch more coffee “Ouch” he muttered cringing away from the former assassin, gaze still trained on his phone. 

She smirked down at him as he flinched “Baby”

Turning her attention back to Mel she ducked left and right, viewing her new haircut and colour from all angles “I like it, especially the shaved bit on the side, very edgy”

Bucky walked into the kitchen making a beeline for the coffee machine as usual, only pulling up short when he caught sight of the ladies clustered around it “Woah Mel that’s… er… different”

Mel laughed, rolling her eyes as he walked towards her “Yeah because normally I’m so conservative”

Bucky threw his metal arm around her shoulders, pulling her into his muscular chest, grinning from ear to ear “Can’t wait to see Steve’s reaction”

Natasha laughed “Poor Stevie, even a lip piercing is too much for him let alone…” she looked at Mel sideways “Well…” she gestured to Mel shrugging.

Mel laughed, Steve struggled to hide his horror whenever she arrived back at the tower fresh from the tattoo parlour. Her largest tattoo being a full Avengers themed sleeve on her left arm. She had that done years before she interviewed for Tony as the team techy, he’d just laughed when he saw it and hired her on the spot, so it had come in handy.

Working with the Avengers was a dream come true, she spent most days working with Tony and Bruce in the labs coming up with new gadgets to keep the team safe.  More importantly, she kept them under control ensuring they didn’t attempt to build anymore superbots. Vision had turned out great in the end but Ultron went badly wrong. It had taken a long time for the team to truly feel comfortable with Bruce and Tony being back in a lab together.

Very occasionally Mel would be required for surveillance missions, usually where high levels of tech were involved, but they were minor league dangerous. Mel liked to joke that she was like the teams conscience, the little voice in their ears. Natasha on the other hand referred to her as the devil on her shoulder, as she was prone to making sarcastic comments over the comms. Which on more than one occasion had reduced Sam or Bucky to fits of giggles nearly blowing their covers.

Steve had chewed her out several times for it but she could tell he really wanted to laugh, his beautiful mouth twitching up at the sides as he shouted. She loved to watch him talk, didn’t matter what he was saying it was an excuse to watch the way his mouth moved, as she imagined him putting that mouth to better use.

At least twice Bucky had caught her staring at him during briefings, having to kick her under the table to snap her out of her stupor. It was painfully obvious to everyone she had a massive crush on the Captain. To hide it would be a near impossible task, so instead she played on it, flirting with and teasing Steve until he blushed beet red was a daily challenge for her.

Mel knew nothing was ever going to happen there, Steve didn’t think of her that way. She was way to “Modern a Dame” as he’d called her once. Whereas he was an old school gentleman, something that she found a major turn on unfortunately.

“Oh god! You didn’t get a lip piercing this time did you?..” Steve started, overhearing their conversation as he entered the kitchen. Catching sight of them grouped by the counter he came to a complete dead stop, eyes wide staring at Mel.

Bucky smirked at his best friend, releasing Mel to move to the table for breakfast.

Mel winked at Natasha, before turning to fully face the super soldier, she’d been looking forward to teasing him all morning.

“So big boy, what do you think?” Mel smiled provocatively, tipping the Captain a wink.

Steve stood rooted to the spot, mouth gaping, the only giveaway he’d even heard her was the pink tint spreading along his cheekbones.

Mel slinked towards the frozen super soldier, swaying her hips slowly, noting the way his gaze dropped fractionally as she sauntered closer. Throwing a glance over her shoulder she grinned at the sight of her best friends, shaking silently, desperately trying and failing to keep a straight face.

She turned her full attention back to the Captain, like a predator stalking its prey, doing a little twirl for him fluffing up her long, soft pink hair “So? What do you think?”

Steve gulped as she gazed seductively up at him, pulling her bottom lip between her teeth, fluttering her eyelashes.

“Looks… Looks lovely Mel” he stammered, completely red in the face. He quickly side stepped the tech, moving to join Bucky at the table.

Looking round Mel caught Tony staring at her, finally looking up from his phone an amused look playing across his face as he tried not to laugh “You shouldn’t wind the old man up you’ll give him a heart attack one day”

Mel shrugged “One day, he might surprise us all and give as good as he gets” grinning to the room at large she skipping gleefully from the room “If anyone needs me, I’ll be in the lab” she called over her shoulder.

Tony turned back to look at Steve fixing him with an infuriatingly superior look “Cap are you ever going to do anything about the raging boner you have for that woman?”

The reaction around the table at his words was immediate. Sam and Bucky looked at each other then back to Steve bursting out laughing at his shocked expression. Wanda and Natasha leaned on the kitchen counter watching the super soldier curiously, while Bruce gaped at the billionaire shocked at how baldly he’d put it.

Steve sighed, leaning back in his chair “I’m not her type Tony, you know that”

“That’s an excuse and you know it Cap” Tony declared getting to his feet, crossing the room to drop his plate and cup in the dishwasher.

“How do you know what her type is anyway Steve?” Natasha enquired, an eyebrow raised in challenge.

“Well come on, she’s… she’s so modern and I’m so… so… old fashioned” Steve cried, throwing his hands up in the air.

“That’s just appearance Steve, deep down every woman wants a bit of good old fashioned loving” Wanda smirked.

Steve looked up at the women leaning on the counter, suddenly very aware they knew Mel better than anyone on the team.

“Are you guessing or do you know that for a fact in this case?”  He asked carefully.

Natasha snorted “We know Steve, Jesus you’re so oblivious, Mel is held over heels for you everyone knows it, now would you please do something about it” she said, with a roll of her eyes.

“Seriously?” he asked incredulous.

Bucky’s hand landed heavily on his friends shoulder “Seriously punk, we can all see the way you look at each other”

Steve looked to Sam for confirmation, who nodded “Seriously!”

He looked to the table for a moment thinking hard, then back to Natasha and Wanda “Ok so if I’m gonna do this I’ll need your help”

Wanda whooped punching her fist in the air as Natasha grinned deviously at the super solider “Bring it on Stevie”

***

“You want to do what?” Wanda shrieked between her fingers, her hand over her mouth, eyes wide with horror

Natasha leaned back against the door to Steve’s room regarding the soldier with interest.

“You know she likes you just the way, you are you don’t need to go to all this trouble...” she queried an amused smile tugging at her lips.

Steve grinned “Maybe it’s time to prove that I can give as good as I get”

Wanda squeaked, dropping her hands from her face finally “Well that will do it alright… but it’s awful extreme”

Running a hand through his blonde hair, ruffling it up in that sexy way that made all the girls swoon, not that he noticed, Steve sighed.

“Sometimes you have to go to extremes for love”

The two women exchanged raised eyebrows before bursting into hysterics.

“Dramatic much” Natasha smirked from the doorway.

Wanda laughed “Well I still think you’re crazy… but I’ll grab my purse, we have some shopping to do”

Wanda and Natasha left Steve’s room “See you downstairs in 5” still chuckling to themselves.

3 hours later they were back in Steve’s room his purchases spread across the bed.

Wanda, who was now finally on board once the shopping began, was gleefully bouncing around looking at their purchases and trying to decide where to begin.

“Bathroom now” Natasha ordered crooking her finger at the super solider indicating he should follow. Steve’s last thought before they got to work was “What had he gotten himself into!”

Mel wandered into the kitchen, following the gorgeous smell wafting down the hall that had enticed her, Bruce and even Tony to leave the lab.

“Oh my god! Wanda’s cooking” Mel squealed excitedly, Wanda’s cooking was second to none.

Wanda looked up from the pot smiling “It’s almost done, why don’t you set the table”

Bruce and Mel grabbed handfuls of cutlery and plates, while Tony sorted the drinks out. One by one the rest of the team appeared at the doorway having allowed the smell of Wanda’s cooking to distract them from whatever task they’d been doing at the time.

Bucky and Sam had clearly been in the gym as they arrived dressed in their sweats with wet hair, Vision drifted though the wall from the library right behind Bruce making him scream and drop a plate. They all laughed at him teasing him about turning green which just earned them a death glare from the scientist.

Mel busied herself helping Wanda dish up, handing out the plates of food to those already sat at the table. Completely preoccupied with trying not to drop 3 plates at once, she didn’t witness the new arrivals enter the kitchen behind her.

Tony who was already tucking into his food not waiting for anyone as usual froze, eyes wide his fork suspended halfway between his open mouth and the plate.

Bucky abruptly began to choke on the glass of water he was drinking, eyes watering trying to prevent it from rushing out his nose. Sam absentmindedly pounded him on the back, not one for missing an opportunity to hit the super soldier, while shooting amused glances to the doorway. Bruce like Mel had his back to the door, they looked up at the sounds of Bucky choking then at each other confused. Bruce swivelled to look over his shoulder, following Tony’s shocked gaze “What did you do?” he breathed horrified.

Mel turned to see Natasha in the doorway grinning widely at her and then turned her gaze to the man next to her, her uncomprehending eyes not recognising him for a second “Steve?” she gasped her mouth falling open in shock.

She barely recognised him and not in a good way. Gone was his beautiful blonde hair replaced with a bright vivid red, styled slightly spikey, pulled down and swept across his forehead. Admittedly she liked the style but the colour did nothing for him.

Eyes sliding down over his grinning face she realised he was uncharacteristically dressed all in black and much more casually that she was used to. His hoodie was emblazoned with the Avengers logo and his baggy combat trousers were slung low on his hips, a metal chain hanging between his back pocket and belt. As she stared, he pushed his right sleeve up his arm, a collective gasp of horror rippled around the room as he revealed a full tribal tattoo sleeve.

Mel squeaked appalled hiding her face in her hands not wanting to see, but then immediately parting her fingers to peak through unable to look away, what had he done to his beautiful body.

“Well…” began Sam “Well Steve, I never thought anyone would be able to top Mel’s flamingo pink hair, but here I am proved wrong”

“What on earth were you thinking?” Tony demanded torn between the desire to snap a picture or slap some sense into the man.

“Mel said she wanted to see me give as good as a got one day, so here I am giving it everything I got” Steve responded waving his tattooed arm towards Mel.

Mesmerised Mel watched his arm wave through the air before she registered his words “Oh no! Don’t you blame this on me, I wanted you to fight back a little as in tease me not… not… well this” She cried gesturing to all of him.

“I think he looks sexy like this don’t you agree Wanda?” Natasha called across to the witch who quickly ducked behind the counter on the pretence of having dropped something to hide her laughing face.

“Absolutely” she called from the floor.

Mel glared at the red head “You helped him do this, didn’t you? Jesus Nat, why didn’t you talk him out of it?”

“I don’t understand Doll, don’t you like my new look?” Steve affected a hurt look but couldn’t stop his lips from twitching up into a smile.

“No, I…” Mel started, realisation hitting her like a tonne of bricks “You’re winding me up aren’t you?”

Steve, Wanda and Natasha burst into hysterics “You should see your faces right now! Natasha gasped, through the tears running down her face.

The entire table huffed out a deep breath, collectively releasing the breath they hadn’t realised they were holding.

“I dunno, I kinda like it” smirked Bucky “You’ve finally joined this century Stevie”

Mel spun to shout at the super soldier “He should be dressing like a grown up not like some gothic emo teenager!”

Bruce looked at Mel thoughtfully “It’s not all that different to how you dress Mel” he said quietly.

Mel snapped her gaze down to the man next to her “You what? I don’t… I mean… oh god you’re right” She stared down at her own all black outfit, thoughtfully touching her pink hair.

“Wanda” Mel shouted suddenly making everyone jump “Tomorrow we’re going shopping, Nat I’ll need you too”

“Yay more shopping” Wanda clapped her hands together gleefully.

“Finally!” Natasha breathed out triumphantly, a smirk plastered across her face.

Turning back to Steve Mel marched across the room into she was right in front of him “Right Mr you’re coming with me, I refuse to look at you like this for a second longer, we’ve got to sort this”

Steve laughed staring down at her “But what about dinner?”

“Shoulda thought about that before pulling this little stunt” she grimaced at his red hair again.

Rushing out the door, she grabbed him by the sleeve of his hoodie, dragging him with her

“Save us some food would ya” he shouted to Wanda as he was unceremoniously hauled from the room.

“Where are we going Doll?” Steve asked chuckling as she shoved him into the Elevator and hit the button for Steve’s floor with her fist.

“Your room, to get all of… well that off you” Mel shook her head “For the love of god tell me that none of it’s permanent”

Steve Chuckled “The hair dye is wash in wash out, though Nat has warned me my hair may be a little orange for a while, the tattoo… Well look…”

Mel looked down to the arm he was holding out, with his other hand he reached up under the sleeve of his hoodie and pulled the fake tattoo sleeve down, over his wrist revealing his unblemished and perfect skin.

She sighed in relief as it came off “Oh thank goodness”

“What’s the matter Doll? Didn’t you think it suited me?”

Mel rolled her eyes “Don’t get me wrong Steve, seeing you with a tattoo was actually kinda hot but I wouldn’t have wanted you to mark your gorgeous body permanently to prove a point” she threw at him before thinking it through belatedly and realising what she’d said.

Silence followed her admission the tension in the room suddenly skyrocketing “Gorgeous huh?” Steve asked softly, raising a hand to Mel’s chin and lifting, forcing her chocolate brown eyes up to his sky blue’s.

Seeking to diffuse the sudden tension Mel laughed nervously, shrugging she stepped backwards to the elevator wall “Oh come on Steve you know you are”

He continued to stare down at her thoughtfully, a slight smile on his lips, leaning over towards the panel of buttons he brought his palm down square on the emergency stop button causing the elevator to slam to a sudden stop.

Mel squeaked in surprise, flattening herself back against the wall as Steve bore down on her, placing a hand on the wall either side of her shoulders.  

Once the lift had shuddered to a complete stop, Steve wrapped his arms around her, gathering her close, he swooped down to capture her lips with his own.  

Tangled a hair into her hair, he kissed her with a passion that Mel didn’t know he possessed. Raising her own hands, she fisted them into his hoodie pulling him closer, deepening the kiss as she opened her mouth allowing him to slide his tongue into her mouth to tangle with her own. Mel groaned as his other hand found its way to her backside, gripping her tight and pulling her flush against him, pushing a muscular thigh between hers, pinning her to the wall.

“Captain Rogers you have activated the emergency stop on the elevator do you require assistance?” FRIDAY called into the elevator.

Pulling back Steve shouted at the ceiling “No thanks FRIDAY, we’re fine” Mel grinned at him, pulling him back down to her, she tangled her hand in his vivid hair, crashing her lips back on his.

“Err Cap?” The sound of Tony’s voice filled the small space “You know there are cameras in there right?”

“Best turn them off then Tony, otherwise you’re going to get quite the show” Mel called out, tearing her lips from Steve’s momentarily, Steve grinned impishly in response to her words.

“Oh no, get out at the next floor or I will come up there and make you” Tony shouted as the elevator started moving again.

Mel sighed mumbling under her breath “Party pooper”

Steve placed a kiss on the tip of her nose and released her, stepping back till he reached the other side of the confined space, his arousal evident even through his baggy trousers.

The door pinged and slid open “Well we really should get that stuff out of your hair and you out of those clothes anyway” Mel said as they left the elevator.  

“I rather thought we’d started on the latter already” Steve said laughing as he followed her down the hall.

Stopping outside his door Mel looked at him thoughtfully “Was that the point of all this?” Pulling on the chain on his trousers.

“Well yes and no” Steve confirmed unlocking his room and ushering her inside.

“No, the point wasn’t to make you want to rip my clothes off exactly… but it was supposed to… I dunno make you see me like the type of guy you would usually go for”

“You’re an idiot” Mel huffed heading for the bathroom briefly pausing at the confused look on his face.

“What makes you think I like guys dressed like this? When have you ever seen me with one? When have you ever seen me with a guy for that matter? For all you knew I was a lesbian”

“Nat never gave me any indication that I was the wrong gender” he chuckled.

Mel laughed “Oh Nat said did she, using my friends against me I see… how did that work out for you?”

Steve shrugged “You’re here aren’t you… though I confess it didn’t go as I’d expected”

Mel walked back over to him, hands settling on his hips just under the hem on his hoodie “Know why?”

Steve inhaled sharply as he felt her hands drift higher, edging under his clothes, fingertips gently skimming over his sides “No please do enlighten me”

“It’s because I don’t have a type” she said sliding her hands higher, bringing his hoodie with her hands, forcing it up over his head and flinging it into a corner.

Bringing her hands back to Steve’s chest she began to trace lazy circles on his bare skin “Well actually that’s not strictly true, I do have a type but it’s very specific”

Steve brought his hand up to cup her cheek using his other hands to gently lift her chin, so she was looking into his eyes “What is it?”

Mel smiled “You” she stated simply.

A lazy grin spread across the super soldier's face at her words, stooping to kiss her once more he was brought up short when she ducked out of his hold and stepped into his bathroom.

Straightening up the smile sliding from his face to be replaced with a confused frown, he watched Mel spin in the doorway to face him. With an exaggerated and flirtatious wink she crossed her arms in front of her, gripped the hem of her black T-shirt and pulled it over her head, depositing it on the floor next to her and placed her hands on her hips in challenge.

Steve inhaled sharply taking in the sheer Navy lace bralet that had been hidden under her plain clothes. Stepping towards her he reached out and pulled her to him, one large hand placed on her lower back the other resting on the smooth skin over the ribcage.

"I don't remember you showing me this tattoo before" Steve murmured his mouth curved into a smirk as his gaze fell to the picture of his shield peeking out from underneath the Navy lace, adorning the tender skin above her left breast.

A slow smile spread across Mel's face "Maybe I was hoping you'd find it someday"

Steve chuckled "I'm wondering what else you haven't shown me now"

Stepping back out of his arms once more Mel grinned impishly at him "Oh baby you haven't seen anything yet"

Hooking her fingers into the waistband of her skirt she pushed the garment over her hips towards the floor straightening up as the material hit the floor.

Steve surveyed the goddess in front of him, taking in the Captain America themed lacy French knickers she wore with only a slight pink tinge to his cheeks.

"I didn't know they made Captain America underwear" was his response along with a disbelieving smile.

Mel shrugged "They don't" turning she reached into the shower to switch on the water leaving it to warm up "I had these made special, just for you"

"Lucky you were wearing them today then" Steve responded.

Mel nodded "Definitely my lucky day"

Reaching for his belt buckle she undid the clasp and pushed the baggy pants from his hips with a look of disgust "Never let me catch you wearing these again"

Chuckled Steve shook his head "No Mam"

"Now did you want me to help get that dye out of your hair or can you manage by yourself" Mel asked with a lilt to her voice, as she pulled one bra strap down her arm, pausing to wait for his reaction.

Eyes wide as he realised she intended to join him in the shower, Steve felt his mouth go dry "I definitely need help"

Mel dropped her gaze the evident bulge in his tight black boxers "So I see" she murmured provocatively.

Stepping back into his embrace she placed her palm to front of his boxers, squeezing him gently through the material "And what will you give me in return?" she whispered eyes boring into his.

Steve groaned at the touch of her hand, hauling her into his arms and crashing his lips to hers.

Invading her mouth with his tongue, he marvelled at the sweet taste of her, hands roaming her soft skin, pressing her ever tighter against him.

Mel responded in kind, running her hands over his muscles, cupping his face and sliding into the hair at the nape of his neck.

Flipping open the clasp holding her bralet closed Steve pulled back briefly to allow her to remove it. Gripping her pert backside, he lifted her onto the sink the shower now forgotten, slipping between her parted thighs to drop his mouth to the exposed flesh. Mel arched into his touch her fingers clutching at his shoulders as he engulfed her nipple, fingers expertly pinching at the other.

Mewling in pleasure she hooked her legs over his hips pulling him closer to grind her overheated core against his arousal. Steve could feel how damp she was through 2 layers of material, the knowledge drove him wild.

"Careful Doll or I might just have to take you right here, right now" he hissed against her flesh.

Mel chuckled grinding against him once more with a low moan "You shouldn't make promises you can't keep Captain"

Peering up at her Steve considered briefly if she was seriously challenging him or joking. Grinning at his confusion Mel raised an eyebrow "I thought you were giving as good as you got today?"

Grinning in response Steve stepped back from her, pulled her from her perch atop the sink and spun her, trapping her between the sink and his muscular body. Eyes boring into hers through the mirror he placed a gentle kiss to her shoulder hands trailing down her sides, leaving fire in their wake "You may regret saying that Doll"

Mel pulled her bottom lip between her teeth, noting how his cock twitched against her ass with the movement "Make me" She defied with a smirk.

Hooking his thumbs into her panties Steve pulled them down her long legs, allowing her to kick them away as he dealt with his boxers the last remaining barrier between them.

Using his foot he pushed her legs further apart and backwards causing her to automatically bend over the sink, eyes wide and wild at the thought of what was about to happen.

"Don't keep me waiting Captain" she hissed out in anticipation and desperation, she'd waited for this so long.

Cock in hand Steve stroked her folds with his tip groaning loudly on finding her wet and ready for him "Hold on then Doll"

Guiding himself into her entrance he slid into her fully, both crying out in exaggerated sexual agony at the feeling.

Mel arched her back revelling in the feeling of being filled by him, it almost being enough to push her over the edge before they'd even started. Holding himself steady Steve attempted to gather his wits, but one look at the wild, wanton expression on Mel's face reflected in the mirror and he fell apart.

Pulling himself from her body he pushed himself back inside forcefully, extracting a long feral moan from somewhere deep inside Mel.

Spurred on by the noises she was making and the way she was looking at him in the mirror Steve buried himself in her over and over, harder and faster with every thrust. Surprised not only that Mel wanted it that way, but that she was encouraging him to use her so completely, actively basking in the bruising brutal pace he was inflicting on her body.

Mel could feel her body building to fever pitch quicker than she wanted, but the sexual tension had been ready to snap for some time, neither of them was going to be able to hang on much longer.

"Right there baby, that's it harder" she cooed, as he found just the right spot that made her toes curl.

Gritting his teeth Steve slammed into her so hard they both heard the sink crunch in protest, but niether could even contemplate stopping at this point.

With 3 more ferocious thrusts Mel came apart at the seams, screaming out her release her walls spasming around his cock so hard it trigged his own orgasm. Hips stuttering, fingers gripping her hips hard enough to bruise Steve emptied himself into her, shouting out her name in pure ecstasy.

Mel sagged boneless over the sink, her forehead pressed against the cool glass of the mirror, breath fogging the surface as she panted, attempting to normalise her breathing.

Possessed of super soldier stamina Steve recovered quicker, pulling himself from her exhausted body she whimpered quietly at the loss her legs wobbling and threatening to give.

Reaching first into the long abandoned shower to turn off the now cold water Steve returned to scoop her up into his arms bridal style. Carrying her back to his bedroom and laying her carefully on his bed, sliding in next to her to pull her back into his arms unable to keep himself from touching her.

With a sigh Mel drapped her arm over his chest, snuggling into shoulder as his arm snaked around her back.

"Well" she huffed out finally with a tired chuckle "I'm not entirely sure you're that much of an old-fashioned gentleman after all"

Steve grinned down at her upturned smiling face "I think I could get used to being a bit more modern"

#captain america #captain america smut #captain america fan fiction #captain america imagine #captain america fluff #stever rogers #steve rogers smut #steve rogers fanfiction #steve rogers imagine #marvel #steve rogers fluff #marvel fanfiction #marvel imagine

[hannahlovesluca]

Hi can i get a nijisanji matchup if u dont mind (:

Male nijisanji en member :DD

Pronouns:He/him(literally any of those)

Sexuality:Gay for the homies....jk im bisexual.But men.My favorite genre of men is men who seems cool-headed but turns hot-headed whenever he plays amongus cause they're so fun to annoy(i may not have a type,but i have a pattern.and that's men.That's it.I'm so sorry for putting you through this but this sounded funnier in my head)

Zodiac:...what is a zodiac.I was born on April 12th if that helps?

Appearance:176 cm,almost a literal twig(i make up strength with agility i swear),dark brown eyes,short fluffy(?) brown hair??like those kinda wavy hair thing tho sometimes i tuck my bangs behind my ear like a disney princess if the temperature's hot,i don't neccesarily wear edgy clothes,sometimes i just find what's comfortable or i dress like a manhwa male lead.One day you see me in a black turtleneck and white shirt and the next day you see me in a blown up two piece suit while playing the most random stuff ever.I guess i have like a small waist??my friends told me i have those thin waists than even a corset wouldn't affect me(send help) oh and i had an era where i had waist length hair and ended up cutting it out of impulse,i only have like 3 fingers on my left hand cause im missing a pinky and ring finger(i honestly dont have any trouble against it i just think its annoying that i cant remember what even happened to begin with)

Mbti:ENTP/INTP(sometime si get entp sometimes i get intp)

Personality:Pain in the ass.Metaphorically.I will not hesitate to say something so abominably horrendous for the sake of arguing cause it's my favorite passtime.I'm the embodiment of that one character who never dies in a series and die at the end of the series from a tapeworm cause it felt lonely--On super duper rare occasions i get serious when it comes to problems but that's just a whole nother person atp,i'd be serious and maybe waaaaay too logical and blunt....but i still have a sense of humor tho

Likes:When people just randomly ramble to me,random 3 am shower thoughts,crabs(they taste good i swear),the concept of death(not in the depressing way i meant as in 'what if i die from a washing machine while showering' type of thoughts),physical touch and affection,i'd literally propose to someone if they'd let me doodle(rick astley) on their skin for funsies

Dislikes:Curfews,this thing we call math,toxic parents like if i see one im deadass gonna roast the hell out of them and mentally adopt the child(this happened like 3 times and im a children magnet atp)

Love language:

Giving:Words of affirmation(affectionate insults),physical touch

Receiving:Words of affirmation(affectionate insults),quality time

Extra:I get hurt kind of often so they'd probably see bandage rolls in the trashcan everyday,i actually love math but the act of actually counting the numbers makes me sick/lh,my room is a literal shipwreck unless someone scolds me to actually clean up my room LMAO usually i have to keep up a reputation so sometimes it's a shock to people that think that im introverted

i pair you with…

Uki Violeta!

hear me out…

• you are literally uki reincarnated

• i swear i didnt do this just because both of you are gay

• it works out great though

• you and fulgur probably jokingly fight for uki’s love

• omg imagine you went on Luca’s dating show and thats how you both realized that you loved each other

• might be writing a fic ab that…

• Uki knows your room is a wreck and he will FORCE you to clean that shit. he’ll also help u if u beg enough

• Uki also knows how often you get hurt and he’s always there to help, whether that be wrapping you up, or just giving you soft kisses <3

• HE LOVES UR HAIR!!!!!

• its just so fluffy and cute and adorable and

• sorry this is really short, i am extremely sick but i’m trying to pop out all these reqs!!!

RUNNERS UP: Fulgur Ovid, Claude Clawmark

#luca kaneshiro #ike eveland #luxiem #luxiem x reader #shu yamino #mysta rias #vox akuma #nijisanji en #luca kaneshiro x reader #ike eveland x reader #uki violeta

[your-local-baguette]

Cyno relationship hcs/ scenarios

Cyno is very busy, so it's rare that you both spend time together. But he send you letters every day, even with his busy schedule, you both have a very healthy relationship. Either way, you're pretty occupied as well, taking care of stables everyday is quite exhausting. But you always both managed to find a little hole in the schedules to maybe go on a little walk or really just both lay down next to eachother. That these small moments that make your relationship so special, because you both cherish those moments so much. But don't get me wrong, cyno is a good person and he will do everything to be here on important days with you. Sometimes he can't make it and will do his best to make it up to you.

Did i mention he is quite the gentleman ? He may seem like an edgy person but he is a very goofy and a well mannered man. Even with his lacks of experience in relationships, he does his absolute best. You dearly appreciate his effort towards you and the relationship. Everything not perfect but you both do your best to look at the bright side.

Since cyno, usually is away for a few days most of the time, whenever he's back, you absolutely love to read or cuddle him to sleep. You yourself usually fall asleep quite late, so it makes things much less complicated for you. You love to just have him resting on your stomach, while looking at the ceiling, your fingers lost in his fluffy grey locks. Having him safe near you give you a sense of peace. You will do your absolute best to keep him safe and sound, even it meant you had to kill. But back to the bright side, whenever he is free he surprisingly enjoys cleaning the stables with you. It doesn't smell good but he finds it funny, and he get to take a bath with you afterwards. No showering together tho, it's kinda awkward and bath are more relaxing for the both of you.

Also, jokes, jokes, jokes. His jokes are so bad, it's funny, most of your time is spent him trying to make you laugh. It very rarely happen but, it's the kind of moment that make this relationship so goofy and special.

This man adore having you on his lap

Source: trust me bro

I want to say this guy definitely wears glasses, like you know, reading glasses. He looks so good in them too!

You'll often see him shirtless, silky hair on his shoulders, glasses on his nose and a calm and serene look on his face. The covers are up to his hips and you get a good view at the torso. His tired eyes make him look really desirable.

You'll usually rest your chin on his chest, looking up at him. Just admiring his face, his wrist are resting just above your butt, because your body is like, in between his legs. It take everything in him, to just keep on reading the book instead of umm...you know. * Intense smack sound *

He'd for sure smack your ass but rarely compared to people like childe, heizou or venti.

Intimacy is surprisingly rare in between the two of you, fatigue is accumulated easily so it's not very often. But dw, he's very good at it and treats you dam well.

Ass/ thighs enjoyer

But i feel like once in a while, he'd bring you breakfast in bed.

Dates aren't very common, at least not cafe or restaurants. He more likely ot take you out on a late night walk or to stargazing. Maybe dozing off somewhere safe in the while.

Overall

Very very good

Definitely recommend if you like having time to yourself

9/10 ( personal rating )

Thx for reading!

I really enjoy writing these, i would love if some genshin enjoyers requested those.

But if i do some more, any suggestions

[thefrontofmymind]

Modern!Eddie Munson Headcanons (x fem!Reader) 18+ MINORS DNI

a/n: are a lot of these projection and things based off people i actually know? i'll never tell they are AND in this universe, the kids are all fine and well adjusted, the teens are all friends :)

WARNINGS: some NSFW content at the end so feel free to skip that if you so please- READER IS IMPLIED TO BE 18+ taking/sending nudes, cum painting (?), somnophilia (a reach but kind of), size kink stuff sorta, only fans mention, sexting, dirty talk

General HCs:

- Went through a phase of listening to music exclusively on soundcloud but then realised how impractical it was and now uses free spotify

- Does hair masks once a month to keep the mane looking fluffy

- Tried to do a stick and poke on himself with a safety pin at 15 but chickened out so he just has 2 little dots on his ankle 

- Uncle Wayne let him watch The Ring when he was way too young and he couldn’t sleep for a month afterwards, and occasionally he gets freaked out thinking about it too much

- Doesn’t know what letterboxd is even though Robin explains it to him every time she brings it up (sidenote: she brings letterboxd up A LOT because she’s on it constantly and her reviews always get tons of likes because they’re hilarious)

- Had one ear pierced but forgot to keep an earring in it and it closed up within a month

-Destroys everyone at Mario Kart, only ever plays as Waluigi (had to fight Mike for the right to be Waluigi, Mike now plays as Lemmy Koopa)

- His instagram is just videos of him playing guitar

- Go-to karaoke song is Tribute by Tenacious D

- Doesn’t understand the console wars but will go with whatever Dustin thinks is better

- Downloaded TikTok in 2018 when it was kind of edgy but deleted in 2019 when lots of people started using it

- Loves playing iMessage games (especially with Max, who always beats him at Darts and Connect 4)

- Wireless bluetooth earbuds user (but NOT airpods, like Raycon or something)

- HATES LED strip lights (thinks they’re overdone and tacky in 2022)

- Follows Ryan Reynolds on twitter

- Would start ironically using the crying-laughing emoji but now he can’t stop

- Game of Thrones stan for the first 7 seasons, was heartbroken with what happened with the last season

- Unironically loves Hairspray (2007), but claims it's because of the cultural significance and shit, but everyone sees right through him (ESPECIALLY Robin, but she loves it too)

- Cannot stand boba, they don’t feel right on his teeth and the pearls make him gag

- Still smokes cigarettes and joints, but also bought a dab pen just to see what it was like–not his thing, but it still sits in his glove box in his van

- Listen, Brennan Lee Mulligan is his hero, and he listens to like all his campaigns (even the badly censored Dimension 20 podcasts on spotify) 

- Have a feeling (even though he’s a metal head) he would LOVE Dave Grohl, like just as a person, he’d vibe with the guy

- It’s Always Sunny In Philadelphia stan, but he actually gets the show and has critical thinking about it

- He has like 6 different sets of DnD dice that he impulsively bought from Etsy, his favourite is this gold set with black lettering but he also loves the ones he has that are clear with red numbers and red flecks suspended in the plastic but it’s hard to read them sometimes

- For some reason I get the vibes that he would be obsessed with learning about Ancient Mesopotamia? I don’t know why I just think he would watch like every documentary about it–there may or may not be weed involved.

- Loves playing minecraft on rainy days

- Likes tofu, surprisingly! He loves it fried so it’s all crispy with a chilli sauce of some kind

- Still uses the DSI he got for his 11th birthday to play Pokemon

Relationship HCs:

- this man would make you so many spotify playlists, like his entire account is just different playlists for you, for all your different moods (even if your music taste and him aren’t exactly the same, he’ll still do some research to find songs you like that fit into the vibes of each playlist)

- his lockscreen is a photo of the two of you that he took on like your fourth date–its a selfie he conned you into taking with him because he’d just ‘found this snapchat filter that cracks him up’ (it was that filter with the sunglasses and the beards, you smile everytime you see his phone light up with a notification)

- also he has an instagram highlight with just photos and videos of you, you hate it but he REFUSES to delete it– “but baby, if I delete it, I’ll lose all those photos! I don’t have enough storage on my phone!”

- sometimes for fun (if you’re into it) you do his makeup. Like FULL GLAM as much as you can, just when you guys are bored and hanging out; you take a million photos of it and swear not to show anyone but you’ve definitely sent at least one to Dustin and now its just a matter of time until Dustin posts it as retaliation for Eddie cancelling Hellfire one week or something, you just know it

- one time he bought you one of those boxes from those sketchy dropshipping websites where like there’s a set of 2 and you can send drawings to each other with them. They worked for about a week but then your’s suddenly died and you were never able to turn it on again

- pretends it doesn’t affect him, but totally gets sad when you guys watch sad movies like Me Before You or Brokeback Mountain–he’ll say he has to go to the bathroom at the end of the movie but you totally hear him sniffling in there and you have to coax him out so you can comfort him

- would 100% let you paint his nails! He started out with only being comfortable with black, but then he let you add a red nail nail once, and then from there he wants you to do every colour imaginable (as long as it looks metal, so unfortunately no pastels)

- he went through a phase of only talking to you with the Apple Memoji thing, like every text you sent would get a reply of a video with that thing. Also it doesn’t look anything like him, it has blue skin and hot pink hair but he loves it and thinks its so cool

- When you first started dating, you were super awkward about your period, like you would NOT tell him when you were on your period until like one time you’re just going through it and can’t smile through the cramps so he takes care of you, and you tell him all about the different period things because he’s lowkey kinda curious and he wants to be knowledgable so he can care for you (like symptoms and also all the different products you can use, that’s mostly why I’m putting this in modern!Eddie, because of the more open dialogue and variety of products)

NSFW HCs (there’s not a lot I’m sorry):

- he only has snapchat because he has tons of photos and videos saved at memories and he doesn’t have enough storage to keep them in his camera roll. At least that’s what he says but really its because he has so many nudes–yours and his–in his my eyes only. Like dick pics he’s sent you, videos of you guys fucking, photos he took of you with cum splattered across your tits and your face, one of when you fell asleep naked and he couldn’t help but noticed how nice your boobs looked so he had to snap a pic, and the pièce de résistance of his collection–a video of your belly while you two were having sex where you can see his dick bulging out of your abdomen–he was just so enthralled by it at the time that he had to take a video so he could watch it again later, no matter how many times you told him he could just see the real thing

- Eddie would also be so down if you wanted to make an Only Fans, with or without him involved. If you wanted to go solo, he’d be all over his (private) twitter hyping you up, he’d even subscribe, saying he had to ‘support his girl’. And if you wanted to do some content together, he’d be over the moon–he’d be hard as a rock just thinking about it. And I imagine you guys would probably be pretty successful, as a metalhead with tattoos and a monster cock (because he’s PACKING) and his plaything, both switchy as hell, you’d honestly be raking it in lmao

- ok this man is also ALWAYS down to sext. Like you could be at your job, it could be like 3 in the afternoon and he would just send you ‘thinking about that pussy, feeling hungry’ and then just let you squirm for a couple hours. Or if he had to travel to the next town over for a Corroded Coffin gig (and you couldn’t go, let’s say you had an early morning the next day) and if he wasn’t driving the band, he’d be sexting you the whole way there and back, just torturing himself so the second he gets home he can fuck the living daylights out of you for teasing him as much as you were, though it was totally him who started the whole thing- And let's say in the middle of the night, you’re not staying at his place nor him at your’s and you just receive a voice memo with the caption, ‘don’t listen out loud’ so you grab some earphones and press play and it’s just the filthiest moans and laboured breaths and you KNOW he’s jerking off, whimpering your name and saying how much he wishes his hand was your pussy but he was just too desperate and at the end of it he asks if he can cum, so you just reply with ‘heading over now. Don’t finish til I get there xx’, and he does wait, and he gets lucky enough to cum inside of you, the place he loves the most

#eddie munson #eddie munson headcanons #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson smut #joseph quinn #stranger things

[mayullla]

Sooo, what do you think about Diluc?

Are you the type of person that makes fun of their emo phase and 5 inch head, or do you appreciate their past and wish to comfort him?

Just curious, is he your type?

I made a with myself that there is likely a 70% chance that I will get Diluc first before any other characters. I am correct. loll

That one tall character I don't have along with Itto, and cause I have Mona at C2 I am completely bitter about the whole thing. That one character I refuse to really like till I get him, but before that I see no reason to. Nope. Nada. (Am not a hypocrite for liking Baizhu.)

He is also the one guy that I want to pull my hair because of how much I struggle writing about this guy. if I got hit by another mental burnout I blame him. /It is a joke but I would not be surprised if that happened lmao

On a serious note tho... I don't think I really stand in one of the two options you presented. I did have a moment where I was bitter about his game model but hey I have Albedo I can't complain too much lol. (please fluff their hair a bit I beg.)

Rather than his backstory, the first thing I thought of was that arc when he, the traveler and others teamed up to find Devalin. I remembered being surprised on multiple occasions when he talked to the traveler one on one. When he said that he would protect them or when he gives advice, the first thing I said out loud by myself was "Sir, you need to learn how not to talk like that. You will make people misunderstand."

He is the type of guy to suddenly surprise you with a compliment when you are feeling down. Someone you won't be expecting to do so but is actually someone who does it often. And when you realize that you started to feel rather fluffy and gigglish lol

This would be difficult to say and I probably might even confuse myself but I don't think I would want to comfort that guy? It is not the "ohhhh he is a weakling!" "Hmph he is just being edgy" It is more so I don't think I could, even in the most wildest imaginations. I think I would prefer to be that person who goes to the angel's share often to get drunk, make him annoyed to a certain point (I do not want to get kicked out I need somewhere to drink!) but just be a background he is familiar with lol. So do I wish to comfort him I guess in a sense. (let's also casually add that yes I do appreciate his story a lot lol)

Now is he my type... you know I genuinely thought that he would be since I do like edgy characters but currently.... no he is not my type.... that is till I get him on the wish banner. maybe...

#him and Kaeya #I prefer friends over type ;-; #i literally said that i want to be a background char #mayu ask game #also these feelings while could leak to my writing #i can still write comfort fics for this guy is need be lmao #just give me like a few post into scream annoyance and anger #and then done- wheezee

[toaster-is-babey]

CW: mentions of injury/coping with trauma, toxic past relationships (nothing detailed/indepth don't worry ). Mattie is my vent sona and what not.

Also @z-eddsworld hope yore up for a long read man, finally did a semi-decent ref of Mattie :)

Here is my mad lad Matthew. He is a character from an old au i grew extremely attached to. Though i discontinued the au because i couldnt be arsed to finish the story for it. I am repurposing some characters from the au tho :)!

Name: Matthew Raeburns

Nicknames: Mattie(prefers to be called this, will punch you otherwise), Gingie, Doll face, Matts, freckles, spot, bitch, Mattie-Beear(only by his partners)

Age: 29

Sexuality: Homosexual, demiromantic

Gender: Male/questioning

Pronouns: He/it

Height: 5'5/166cm

Body type: usually pudgy, can be drawn a little slim

Hair : red/deep ginger, very fluffy, curly and soft, cowlick is a must

So i repurposed Him into a kinsona/Oc earlier last year.

He does/will have visible scars in future art. But for his half finished doodle ref I'll probably redo in the future lmao.

He belongs in my and my friends @mrhappypills au

No mercy AU

Mattie is the middle child in his family.

He has an older brother named Fredrick aka Freddy/Fred

His younger sister has yet to be named.

Alfred is Matties father, and they loath eachother. Though now that Alfred is older, he is hoping to somehow through a miracle Reconnect with his son again. Though its fairly tough, as both Mattie and Alfred are hot-headed and fight everytime they see eachother. They both refuse family therapy lmao

Jacqueline is Matties deceased mother. More information will be posted as i redesign her and develope her character more ^^

He is Neurodivergent, he has trouble putting thought to pen, or thoughts to speech.

He is sensitive with what fabric he uses, he prefers soft or fluffy clothes, it calms his nerves. He bruises like a Peach, though he is clumsy so you'll see him with an ice pack or simply a glass of wine(or whiskey) .

In Matthews teenage years, He was edgy, as most teenagers are . Though he did get himself into a lot of fights because of boredom Atleast until he met his first love, A norse-american transfer student, and was very infatuated with him. They dated close to 5 years. Their break up was a nasty one, as Mattie had blinded Tjøstolv. They both started to get toxic towards eachother and often fought, often ending with both of them leaving the house for a night or two.

Tjøstolv had paid for a large part of his boyfriends schooling, he loved his boyfriend to bits and loved how cute his partner looked when he was focused on work. though being in the public eye often, he grew stressed, and tired, causing him to start fights. On another note, Tjø himself doesnt mind simple jobs, like doing IT work, it calms him.

Will post art of this wealthy rat man when i can for now take a screenshot eddit

'nother screenshot eddit. Tjø has heterochromia, eyepatch lad next to him is Delta, which belongs to @mrhappypills

Silly fun fact: matties flesh and blood is a vibrant Purple/fuchsia. No real reason on how that happened just thought it was funky and cool (⁠ ⁠´⁠◡⁠‿⁠ゝ⁠◡⁠`⁠)

Heads up, i know nothing really science-y, im taking inspiration from shows i love. As this takes place in a cartoon-y universe, logic definitely wont apply lmao

Mattie was quite the prodigy, and had finished his later years of secondary school, he'd gotten recommendations to some pretty snazzy universities. He studied different modes of transportation, will take apart your car for fun. Though he was dead set on one day to home explore other worlds, it definitely took a long time, but when he had completed his final safety trial, he had somehow ended up in the wild west, in spit-bucket america, seeing a nearly identical man to himself sitting at the bar, he couldnt believe his eyes. An old Timey version of himself and a handsome looking dude being flirty(screenshot eddit by me :) )

Mattie has travelled many worlds,though found himself stuck in one. Not because of technical issues, but a Man. One he's never seen in other worlds. A wealthy business man named William. Though Mattie worked on technology for william, he somehow with his skrunkly charm managed to seduce him. It took William a while to realize Mattie was flirting with him. They're a power couple now though :)

Screenshot eddit of Lucian>Mattie>William

Art of William and Mattie made by my pal orange,

Im so sorry lmao(⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

I could definitely go on for hours about Mattie and his life, but I've written enough already (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠) Anywho I hope y'all have a lovely day and a happy new year(⁠人⁠*⁠´⁠∀⁠｀⁠)⁠｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+

#art #digital art #no mercy au #gay #pretty gay ngl #Mattie #Mattie ref(?) #red head #angst #backstory #funky blood #mixed art #multiverse #multiverse travel #fucking nerd #reference #ref #homosexual #demisexual #gender queer

[clownhyde]

monster high g3 redesign wips (no pictures)

for starters I like the current designs this isn’t because I dislike the current designs because I like them a lot! I understand why they toned down the alternative factor because, while these are fashion dolls, they seem to be made to be more relatable to actual teens, and the honest fact is... not a lot of kids have access to alt fashion! Either due to money, strict parents, or lack of understanding of where to start, it’s pretty fair to say that relatable teen characters might have more mainstream, tiktok-ish clothing than characters that are just meant to look as edgy and cool as possible.

That said, I’m going off of my own preferences, so there is definitely alt fashion in these wips

Draculaura: SO the thing is. the thing is. her g3 design is clearly goth-inspired. Her goreganizer doll is so clearly pastel goth her animated design looks like a nu goth influencer’s casual outfits I’ve seen critics of g3 complaining that she wears more black now!! She is NOT a normie even in the official design. That said, I see why people who aren’t familiar with goth subtypes wouldn’t recognize them when they’re covered in pink, so we’re building off of that

Needs more black, or colors like white, to offset all the pink in the core doll design. Like, it’s cute, but people have complained it all blends together

Mixing of cutesy styles (frills, puff sleeves, cute skirts, bows) with more edgy elements (fishnets, spiked chokers, dark colors, more clearly “vampiric” elements)

Mary-Jane style heels and platforms are the ideal shoes.

The huge sunhat needs to stay. But in outfits where that doesn’t go with it, a parasol would also look cute

I like the split dye, vampire/v bangs, and the hair down! That’s part of why it’s so recognizable as goth inspired. However, I can see why people find it hard to recognize as Draculaura. Pigtails, at least for some of the outfits, might make the look more playful and cute.

The little bat wing boots that do exist and are popular (multiple of them exist, actually!!) need to happen in one of her outfits

I actually... don’t like the capelet. I think if it were longer, more like a poncho type thing, and less wizardy and more batty, would be cuter. Especially with shorts or a frilly skirt and long socks and cute boots? That’d be so cute!!!

I don’t like the headband either because it’s too bulky! But that’s moreso a problem with the doll than the actual design of the headband. I do think I’d prefer, like... idk, a lacey headband instead of that? I’m not sure what they’re called, but I have a specific style in mind.

Clawdeen: I like the moon motif, it’s more modern than the animal print (astrology and other such things are apparently VERY popular with teen/young adult stores). I like the glasses. I have no real opinion on the personality change. Let’s go

Pants. Please. I know she wore skirts a lot in the original doll line but I also think she wore pants and shorts more often than many of the others, and I also think it looks good with these new elements?

Ripped darkwash jeans with wallet chains and grommet belts? Maybe? Adds some of the edge back into this design while still being reasonably casual

Big fluffy fur-lined jackets... not practical for a character who is already covered in fur but oh boy is it fashionable. I think the outside shouldn’t be fluffy unless it’s like a big high-fashion outfit though

So... the glasses. I’m pretty picky about glasses and I know little about face shape but those should be a PERMANENT accessory. They always come with her outfits, no ifs or buts. The gold round ones seem fine, although plain - maybe purple frames would make more sense for her age, but there is already a bit too much purple in the design.

I.. think her hair should be dark brown again. The purple streaks can stay but only if the hair is dark. And I don’t know if I’d prefer just brown or brown and purple, to be honest.

Frankie: I don’t really think they’re a normie either considering some of their dolls look inspired by Dorian Electra (which, if that’s true... based). That said, I do miss some of the old design elements, where they’re a bit preppy but in a cool edgy punk way

So they already have a lot of the prep going on they just need to make the color scheme a bit darker, or more limited maybe? Like, stick to a few bright colored items per outfit, not the whole outfit

I disagree with the idea that they should be more androgynous-looking but I DO think short hair would look cute. And a sort of thing where some of their designs are masculine and some are feminine, also, would be a good balance (because, no, not every nonbinary person is androgynous, but this is also a bunch of 4th graders’ first introduction to being nonbinary)

shorts and long shirts and plaid skirts and sweater vests and button up shirts etc

THOSE PANTS. IN SCREENSHOTS OF THE LIVE ACTION. THE SPLIT HALF-BLACK HALF-STRIPE PANTS. THAT’S IT THAT’S THE VIBE

they need huge stompy platforms so they look like Herman Munster. Like just towering over everyone w/ a big bulky sillouhette

Lagoona: I’m torn because I like g3 Lagoona’s rainbow look and I love pink but I also do think she looked a little better when she was blue

Maybe she could be blue and rainbow at the same time, but with cooler colors? G3 Lagoona’s color scheme is very bright and warm but cool colors would look better with a primarily blue color scheme. Maybe blue skin, green eyes, and green + purple + blue + silver/white hair?

Her outfit now IS more sporty. It’s good. But it doesn’t actually scream “swimmer”, nor does it scream “fish”. I think Lagoona’s jacket from the old design, a new undershirt, and that with the rest of new Lagoona’s outfit would be perfect. That said, she should be able to be cutesy and feminine while also being sporty!

With G3 happening to have the sharp teeth and the urge to bite bite attack etc etc I think maybe she should be anglerfish inspired? Like maybe the freckles could glow in the dark, and she could have some sort of accessory inspired by the little lure anglerfish have? :3c I understand it makes no sense how a deep sea fish would be on the surface, but it’d be cool looking, and it’d give the designers a LOT of inspiration for future outfits! (also, isn’t her pet an anglerfish?)

Scrunchies. She needs some

Cleo: Very few changes here, as you’ll see - I like her new design a lot

So, this is a criticism with any and all of the designs: it should be more clear what kind of monster she is. More bandages and bandage-inspired accessories - NOT just striped dresses.

I actually prefer the lack of bangs on this design. It looks more modern and, frankly, less... bulky? Artificial? The old design looked like she had a cheap wig, not actual hair. Maybe if she could have bangs without that issue, it would look cute?

I don’t have much else to say!

Ghoulia: this is the only one I don’t like. don’t HATE it either but I’m not ecstatic

I’ve seen people draw her emo but I’ve also seen doll collectors point out that her Thing is vintage fashion. I think the emo part is more popular with teens currently but also works better with her skateboarding hobby

PANTS OR SHORTS. SKIRTS ARE NOT AN OPTION HERE.

- Okay, well, it’s allowed on some outfits. But certainly not her core doll’s outfit. She is skating more often than she is walking due to her mobility issues, and apparently she has trouble stopping, so having pants and shorts are better for casual clothes. I don’t mind skirts for more specific scenarios, like haunt couture, where it’s not really SUPPOSED to be casual. That said, we can survive if we give less characters skirts. I promise.

Clothes are red/white/black, with cherry motifs

While I think the cat eye glasses are objectively more fashionable I do think the big bulky “hipster” glasses are more easily read as emo/scene. I’ll have to think about that.

Boots with no heel or platform (because of the skateboard) or converse-style sneakers, probably covered in doodles

Toralei (? how to spell?): You see I have no comment on the personality change but the animated design is much cuter. not so much the doll but we’ll discuss that

So... see. The long hair wouldn’t be too objectionable if it weren’t so... plain? non-edgy? It makes her look unusually soft, and not in the cat way.

Some long-haired Torelai designs I’ve liked have had, like.. bangs! And a ponytail, in particular! Even just slightly messy/fluffy hair would help a lot.

That said? The animated design has PERFECT hair. It’s so cute it’s just the right amount of edgy

I don’t have much opinion on the design besides that it could be a bit less “pure poser punk” and more “this is a cat. This is a cat we are making cat-inspired clothes”

like the spiked choker could have a bell or a charm, like a cat collar. there could also be a fur element. the jacket could have a patch or design based around cats!

THE FINGERLESS GLOVES COULD HAVE PAW PADS !!!!!!

Other?:

I don’t imagine Kieran will come back but I want him to come back and be very clearly emo like EMO like he’s not wearing Black Parade-esque clothes he’s not dressed fancily he’s a teen and you must accept this fact. G3 Kieran Valentine and Draculaura buy their clothes from Vampire Freaks and they recognize what the other is wearing immediately but they look so different that people don’t suspect a thing

No ideas for Cupid but I also want her back. She could maybe have the vintage fashion stuff? I’m all for the glasses revolution it’d be funny to give more and more characters considered fashionable and pretty glasses just bc people get so mad about it (because the cateye glasses tie into the vintage look. BUT ALSO?? HEART SHAPED GLASSES)

Heath.... would be okay, I think, if his hoodie wasn’t blue. It looks bad and, also, makes me confuse him with Holt. But he does seem like a hoodie and jeans kinda guy. ALSO if Satan is his dad he should have horns because it makes him look more interesting

Jackson and Holt are fine the way they were in G1 but if they change it it’d be so fun if they also gave Jackson a split dye because that’s the big thing now. Like just brown and blond, nothing different from his old design, he just looks a bit more eboy-ish now

don’t try to tell me Deuce’s snakes are the seven deadly sins that’s all I ask of you. it’s a bad idea it puts you in an uncomfortable situation with One Of Them (😒) and trying to portray that one in a kids’ show and also, mixing Greek mythology with christian theology is stupid on multiple levels

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ok this is like barely anything but reader holding edgy!karl. like them cuddling and shes holding him and stroking his hair🥲. or just fluffy kissing with no ulterior motive.

.......or DARE i mention a pregnancy scare👀

DARE I say... why not both? (Also welcome to the club 🧚🏻‍♀️anon! I can’t wait to get to know you and write for you!) 

𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞: 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄. 𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐲!𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐥

pairing: edgy!karl jacobs x fm!reader

warnings: mentions of pregnancy, language

“Maybe you’re pregnant?” Your roommate pitched, standing in the doorway of the bathroom, lifting a handful of dry cereal to her mouth straight from the box as you caught your forehead in your hand with a groan, curling around the toilet. 

You looked up at her with watery eyes as her words hit reality in your mind. “Wait, what?” Your heart raced, panic coursing through your veins to make you feel even sicker. “There’s no way,” you mumbled. “Take it back!” You whined, making her shrug. 

She sighed, chewing her cereal. “Only if you’re not late.” She stopped chewing as if something dawned on her. “Do you think the kid will come out wearing eyeliner? Like it's a predestined thing.” You started sobbing at this; your thoughts completely jumbled over what to tell Karl. 

As you cradled the toilet bowl once again, the conversation of pregnancy came back to you. Your eyes flashed up to the pink box waiting for you on the counter. Karl was on his way over, completely unassuming of anything being wrong with you. Your roommate telling you to just “pee on the damn stick” raced into your mind. 

You thought about the pregnancy videos you had watched in class when you were younger and how scarring the process was to your mental state. Then you thought about what Karl would be like as a father, making your subconscious remind you of the time when the two of you were babysitting your sister’s children and he converted one to communism and the other into an anarchist within an hour. 

Just as you reached for the box, a knock came at your door, Karl sticking his head in and calling out for you. You beckoned him to where you were and that’s how he found you; on the floor, miserably staring up at him with a box of pregnancy tests in your hand. 

He tilted his head slightly, freezing in his footsteps and letting his keys drop to the floor. “Please tell me this is another one of your psychology projects,” he whispered, voice uneven as he assessed the situation. You shook your head quickly, tears threatening to fall again. “Oh, fuck,” he hissed, moving as if he wasn’t sure of what to do with the information before him. “Okay, okay. We’re fine. We’re okay. So, I haven’t told you this, but my family comes from a lot of money and this counts as securing the bloodline so obviously-” 

“She hasn’t taken the test yet. Put your wallet away, daddy,” your roommate called from the kitchen. Karl’s face dropped to a shade lighter at her statement. 

He waited outside as you took the test, finally convincing you that he was excited more than anything and if he could be the one that gets pregnant, he would have been off birth control long before this time in your relationship. 

You set a timer on your phone, the two of you sitting beside each other on the bathroom floor, your knees close to your chest. Karl leaned his head on your shoulder as you wrapped your arm around his shoulders. He hugged your legs, letting you press a kiss to his cheek. “Are we gonna be good parents?” You whispered, tears beginning to fall again. 

Karl sniffled slightly. “Probably not at first, but we’ll learn.” You nodded at his response. “We can stay together right?” He asked softly. “Like you’ll still want me right?” 

You dug your fingers into his hoodie, pulling him tighter against your chest. “Yeah, of course. As long as you still want me…” 

You ran your fingers into his hair. “Maybe this is good. It’ll be fun right?” 

You swallowed. “Yeah, I think so.” 

“Honestly, we don’t even have to look at it. I’m okay with not knowing and then it being a surprise,” he stated. “Can we name it Chad?” 

“Yeah,” your voice cracked. “Yeah, I’m okay with not knowing too. What’s the worst that could happen?” You both chuckled nervously. 

Your roommate came into view, tugging her hair into a ponytail. “Jesus fucking Christ. You two are insufferable,” she muttered. The two of you peered up at her as she crossed her arms, squinting at the tests in the sink. “Congratulations. You’re not pregnant,” she announced, the breath of relief from the two of you almost blood curdling as you held each other tightly. “Karl, you said you were picking up door hinges for me. Where are they?” 

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Sander just hits different.. like I was rewatching S3 and ep 3 came on and I was like this is not Willem DS this is Sander. They are so different and Willem played him so well with a certain vibe that can only be Sander. I miss him :(

He truly did an amazing job with Sander (and I will always be sad that we didn’t get to see more of him in that role—I’m still shocked at how little we actually have after 3.5 seasons. Wtfockdown was an absolute gift to humanity, albeit an occasionally cringy gift, but it’s basically the best thing that happened in 2020, at least for me, and it was Sander centric!).

To address your ask (kind of?), I honestly struggle sometimes to even believe Sander is the same person between ep 3-5 and ep 8-10, let alone the lovesick marshmallow we saw in wtfockdown. I mean he is, obviously, but there’s this physical transformation he undergoes throughout the season that just amazes me. His cool, edgy vibe becomes so soft and the best word I can think of is cuddly by the last episode. He literally melts before our eyes—that cool, impenetrable exterior slipping away as he realizes he does have value, he is lovable, and he is enough, that he is worthy of the love he seeks.

His hair is symbolic of that transformation. I interpret his blond hair, much like the leather jacket and docs, to be an armor that he wears to protect himself from the world—to project a confident image and act as a barrier (I answered an ask about this not long ago, but as far as we know, he doesn’t have close friends—is this a conscious choice, like does he purposefully set himself apart bc he feels he doesn’t deserve friends/love? God that makes me sad). Back to the hair, I feel like they made a conscious choice to have his hair look more sharp, more strategically styled before he knew Robbe liked him, and then in the scenes where he’s sure of Robbe’s affection it’s much softer, fluffier. By wtfockdown, it’s a wild mess. Of course, that’s just his cut growing out, but I think it parallels Sander’s emotional journey as well. He’s trying so hard at first, trying to project this cool, edgy look, both to attract Robbe and to hide behind. But once he knows how Robbe feels, and gains a better understanding of himself, he relaxes and everything looks more natural, wavy, fluffy, like he’s dropping the armor. By wtfockdown he doesn’t give a shit bc he is confident in Robbe’s love and his place in their relationship. And that’s also why as much as I loved his blond look, I feel that brown haired Sander post season 3/wtfockdown makes so much sense. He doesn’t need it anymore. He’s comfortable in who he is. He’s happy. He can let go of that armor completely and be himself bc he knows he’s enough, that someone knows exactly who he is and loves him anyway. Ok, that’s the hair saga I’ve been sitting on for a year.

BUT, the real transformation is in how he carries himself, his expressions, and that’s all DS. How did he do that? Like the Sander from Dinsdag 16:19 (ep 5) and from Vrijdag 20:18/21:03 (ep 10) are so completely different in how they move, how they carry themselves, their facial expressions. In the first, he’s closed up and angry, standing rigid and so tall, almost leaning away from Robbe, trying to be aloof. In those last clips he’s so relaxed and loose, his posture and his face. The lovesick expression on his face when he smiles at Robbe across the room or the way he lets Robbe twirl him are such a stark contrast, and for me it’s his whole journey. Sander’s arc is so complex. And that’s just one of many contrasts. We meet him in full on flirt mode, but we also see seduction, scared, hurt, confused, excited, etc. Maandag 11:03 is still the pinnacle for me. He’s absolutely brilliant there and totally believable. The range he showed throughout season 3 was just stunning, and it was a whole body transformation (which is why I think you see Sander and not DS bc he IS Sander in that moment, just as he was Max and Tuur?). It’s funny bc I praise Herbots for the exact opposite skill—that he can express so much with so little movement. We always know what he’s thinking.

They did a great job designing Sander’s character, probably my favorite overall change from the og, but how he acted, his portrayal of Sander, was truly something special. I think that’s why it feels so real to us (bc they’re so good at what they do).

Sorry for writing another novel in response. Analysis is pretty much my favorite thing. I never had anyone to share these thoughts with during season 3/wtfockdown, and by now I’m sure everyone has already said all of this. I just missed it.

I miss him too, anon. Thanks for your ask!! Hopefully I answered you at least somewhat coherently. 💖💖

#wtfock #wtfam #sander drieson #I feel like we’ve been missing him for over a year…😔 #writing this gave me the feels bc I usually gush about Robbe #and it reminded me of how much I love Sander too #he IS truly special #I like writing from his POV #maybe I should have thought more about why… #this is fun! #and this is the extent to which I’ll talk about the actors

[missdawnandherdusk]

Will You Go With Me?

Neville X Reader

Summary: Ginny turns Neville’s proposal to the Yule Ball, and you go to comfort him finding yourself in quite a situation.

A/n: I have no idea where this came from but boy is it PRECIOUS. It’s soft and fluffy and cute and Neville is just the best. It’s just a drabble so about 1k words, but so precious. 

I was in the common room curled up with a book when I watched the events unfold before me and there was nothing that I wanted more than to curl up in my book and to not witness them.

“So, Ginny,” Neville dared to approach the fiery redhead, “I was thinking that maybe, you know that if you’re uh, not going to the Ball... with anyone yet, maybe that possibly you and I could go... maybe?” Stumbling over his words, he as flushed to the color of her hair, presenting a flower that he had no doubt grown himself. The tangible awkwardness could be cut with a knife.

“Wow,” Ginny stood, flustered. “That’s... totally sweet of you. But uh... someone else already asked me, sorry,” She left quickly after that and Neville sank down to the nearest couch, twirling the flower between his fingers.

I got up, setting my book down. Neville and I never really talked before. He was in some of my classes and when we were paired together, he’d keep his head down and barely say a word. I left something to be desired.

“Hey Neville,” I approached slowly. 

“Sorry I’ll move,” He stood immediately.

“No, wait, hang on,” I reached out for him. “Sit,” I gestured as we both took our place. I... um, just wanted to say that I saw what happened with Ginny and I think it was totally unfair,” His unsteady hazel eyes flashed to mine. “Any girl in the school would be lucky to go to the Ball with a guy as nice as you,” I offered a smile and stood.

“Really? You mean that?” He looked hopeful.

“I do,” I went to go back to my book. To be fair I should have seen it coming.

“Will you go with me?” He offered his flower out, catching me off guard. He asked again. “Will you go to the Ball with me?”

“...Yes.” With a hesitant smile I took the flower he offered.

“Awesome,” The light shining in his eyes was something that I couldn’t dare take away. “I’ll uh... pick you up at six?” I nodded and he left the common room leaving me to my thoughts.

To tell the truth, I never planned on going with anyone to the Ball. I had a few friends who were going, and we were going as a crew. It was easy and nothing to stress about. I looked at the flower in my hands and smiled to myself. Maybe it wouldn’t be so awful to go with Neville. I just didn’t know anything about him.

“Oh, thank Merlin,” Ginny rushed back into the common room. “I’m so glad you said yes. I felt just awful,”

“I... yeah. It’ll be fun,” I smiled. “Neville is a sweet guy,”

It was the next day that I ran into a dilemma McLaggen in the common room. The Gryffindor Seeker had no insecurity as he walked up to me amidst the other students. It had been no secret that McLaggen had been trying to initiate something with me over the past few years. If he wasn’t so egotistical and bigoted, I might have said yes.

“So, Y/l/n,” He grinned. “Go to the ball with me,” He didn’t make it a question. 

“Oh, uh, someone already asked me,” I gave.

“Who? Longbottom?” He laughed. “You can’t be serious. Ditch the nerd and go with a real man,”

From across the room my eyes met Neville’s. In despair, he shook his head and left the common room like a bat out of hell. My heart fell, clearly distracted.

“I doubt that’s you,” I snapped. “Keep dreaming McLaggen. At least Neville was a gentleman when he asked.” I pushed past him and the ruffling that out little scene caused in the common room and went to look for Neville.

The corridor was empty. Looking to the left and right, the cold night gave no answer as to which way Neville went. Muttering to myself, I took a chance of where he might be. Maybe I knew something about him after all.

“Neville?” I asked the greenhouse softly. “Are you in here?”

There was a rustling in the corner. A stool scraping against the tile floor.

“Neville, I want to talk,” I pleaded, making my way over to the sound. I found him hunched over a notebook, focused on the lines his pencil made.

“You want to go with McLaggen,” He didn’t look up. “I get it,”

“No,” I corrected. “Even if I did want to go with the sleaze ball,” I muttered offhand. “I still made the promise to you, and I’m not going to break that promise,”

He finally looked up.

“Really?” He seemed genuinely surprised.

“Yeah,” I smiled, taking the seat beside him. “You have to give yourself some more credit Neville. You really are a sweet guy,”

“You barely know me,” He mumble.

“Yeah... I thought that too. But I found you here didn’t I? That’s gotta count for something,”

“I suppose it does,” Neville smiled up at me. “You really turned McLaggen down?”

“Yes,” I laughed, gaze falling and catching sight of his paper. “Did you draw this?” I was amazed. It was a perfect replica of the flower he had given me.

“Uh, uh, yes,” He stammered, growing red.

“Can I see it?” I asked, raising an eyebrow, delighting in how flustered he always got. He slid the paper toward me, bashful.

“This is incredible,” I ran my finger over the sketch. “What kind of flower is it? The one you gave me? I’m not very good at plant names unless they’re the common ones,” I admitted.

“Anemone coronaria,” Neville said matter-of-factly. “It originates from the Mediterranean and its name comes from the Greek meaning wind. They come in a lot of colors based on what soil you use, I’m partial to the white ones, but that’s just...me.” He caught my eye as he ended, growing flustered again. “Sorry I tend to rant. I know plants aren’t all that interesting,”

“I think they are,” I reached out and covered his hand with my own. “Neville?” His eyes met mine, “Will you go to the Ball with me?”

“Wh—I—okay,” He stammered, grinning at his lap. “I’d love to,”

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