#bc even in his sleep he's still On Guard bc of everything that's happened and that's going on

[watchmegetobsessed]

BACK TOGETHER

A/N: okayyyy another little steve fic bc yall really loved my prev one!

PAIRING: Steve Harrington x Reader

WORD COUNT: 1.1k

WARNING: season 4 spoiler!!!

SUMMARY: You and Steve broke up not long ago, but watching over Max in the night brings the two of you back together.

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The gang is now stationed in the Wheelers’ basement once again. After what happened to Max in the cemetery you’re guarding her nonstop, there’s always someone watching her, checking that she is still listening to the music and hasn’t gone into trance again. It’s one in the morning and you’re the chosen one to keep an eye on her, but Steve has decided to join you. 

It’s been a bit weird, hanging out with Steve so much even though the two of you broke up just a few weeks ago. You haven’t spoken much, but the recent happenings with Vecna brought the old gang together so now you’re forced to be around each other again. The breakup happened after a stupid, but pretty intense fight you had, it started because you’ve had enough of Steve always hanging out with Robin and even though you know Robin is playing on a different team, it’s still pretty annoying when you can’t make plans with your boyfriend because he already has something going on with Robin. 

He accused you of being jealous for no reason and you told him he is a child and it ended with a screaming match and the two of you parted ways after breaking up. One year of relationship ended in such a ridiculous way, you almost kind of feel embarrassed. 

“You’re not hearing any clock dinging, right?” Steve asks, breaking the silence since everyone around you is asleep. 

“Wait, you don’t hear it?” you ask with a dead serious face and watch as his expression falls completely. “I’m just kidding,” you add quickly.

“It’s not funny, Y/N, not after what happened to Max!” he tells you off, but you still find it a bit comical. He should know you well enough to know you’d have already told them if Vecna was after you. 

“Sorry, just trying to stay awake,” you yawn, taking a glance at Max who is seemingly still perfectly fine.

“Go to sleep, I can take over your shift,” he offers.

“No need to play the hero, Steve.”

“I’m not… I’m just trying to be nice,” he rolls his eyes.

“We’re not together anymore, so you don’t have to go out of your way to be nice to me, though you didn’t quite do it before either.”

Your comment comes out a bit spicier than you intended, but you also think it’s true. It’s too late to act nice now, he should have cared about you when you expected it from him. 

“Y/N, maybe we should talk about that,” he sighs, running a hand through his ridiculously good hair. How does he look this good even in the middle of what feels like another apocalypse? 

“About what exactly? That we broke up or that you said I was jealous or that you spent more time with Robin than your own girlfriend?”

“God, I almost forgot how hot you are when you give me an attitude.”

“And you’re such a child,” you roll your eyes and attempt to get up from beside him, but he grabs your hand and pulls you back. 

“I’m sorry! Please, I want to apologize!”

“About wha–”

“Everything, Y/N,” he groans, already knowing what you wanted to ask. “You were right and I was an ass. I just always thought you would find someone better than me at college so I convinced myself you don’t need me and I didn’t want to need you either.”

His confession surprises you, he never told you he was having second guesses and you would have reacted differently if only he told you the truth.

“Steve, I’m staying in Hawkins instead of applying to schools out of state. I made this decision because of you. Do you think I would just drop you for some other guy?”

“I don’t know, I thought about that, yes,” he replies with a shrug, but it’s obvious he is struggling inside.

“You’re an idiot, Steve. That’s what you are,” you sigh. 

“Well, at least we agree about that. I really am an idiot, because I lost the best girl in town.”

Silence falls on you, it’s heavy and says a lot. You want to tell him you still love him, that you still want to be with him, but you want him to take this step, to tell you he wants to give your relationship another go. But you know it can take some time for Steve to figure out, to decode the signs you send him.

“What song would you play to bring me back?” you ask to keep the conversation going. His eyebrows rise as he looks at you with a tiny smile as he thinks about his answer.

“Something from Duran Duran, it’s your favorite, right?” he smirks as you gape at him.

“You ass, that’s your favorite!” Steve starts laughing and you can’t hold it back either as you smack him in the chest.

“Cyndi Lauper Girls Just Wanna Have Fun. You played it every morning last year when we drove to school,” he then says and it’s the correct answer, it’s definitely your favorite song at the moment. “Though I’m a bit hurt that your favorite song is not related to me,” he adds.

“But it is.”

“What?” he furrows his eyebrows at you.

“It was playing on the radio when you picked me up on our first date,” you tell him. “I took it as a sign.”

“That it was gonna be a good date?”

“That Steve Harrington is not as big of a douchebag people say him to be,” you tease him smirking. “And I was right. He is a pretty good guy. He just… gets lost sometimes, forgets that I love him a lot and I don’t want other men when I have him.”

He looks at you with those puppy eyes, his ridiculously curly eyelashes framing them perfectly and all your anger and disappointment is now gone. You just want your boyfriend back. Luckily, Steve reads the situation as well and he knows this is his chance to get you back.

“I’m sorry, Y/N. I was a shitty boyfriend, but if you gave me another chance I would do everything to make you happy.”

“What took you so long?” you sigh with a soft smile before leaning in and pressing your lips against his. 

You missed his lips, his kisses, his touches, the way he cups your face when he deepens the kiss. For a moment you’re not in the Wheelers’ basement, but in a safe place somewhere far away from the madness in Hawkins.

“It’s so nice you two just got back together, but you’re supposed to be watching Max.”

Dustin’s voice snaps you out of your little bubble and pulling away from Steve you see him sitting up, his eyes puffy and barely open as he watches the two of you.

“Henderson, you just know exactly when to open your mouth, huh?” Steve sighs and the kid in question just smirks and shrugs before lying back down and Steve doesn’t hesitate before pulling you closer to continue from where you left it before Dustin’s interruption.

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[kenlvry]

main 4 and craig and tweek with sleeeeeepppyyyyyyy gn s / o

sleepy reader

edit, 8th march. okay so two things, wrote this while half sleepy, i js realized you said gn reader... and i didnt proof read so im pretty sure theres pronouns here imsososososo sorry also im pretty sure you meant sleepy reader and not reader who's always sleepy so.. sorry

✷—*⁠.

kenny

he loves it tbh, since youre always sleepy your quiet meaning ur calm and is always at peace. he loves being around you its always so peaceful.

he's curious though, you'd wake up from a 7 hour nap and is still yawning complaining about how tired you are.

whenever he sees you you are always knocked out, if not youre on the verge of knocking out. the teachers somehow never catches you despite you always sleeping in class.

sometimes when you lay your head on your table and he'd lay his head too looking at you admiring your calm demeanor.

its really funny sometimes, you two would laugh your lungs out and the next second you are snoring and z's are coming out of yo head

stan

he's really curious abt it, at first when he always sees you sleeping during class or lunch he thought you were a corpse someone drag around.

when he gets to know you though he starts loving you sm. he envies at how you are always tired and could not give a fuck about the world, he wishes he could be like you and sleep anywhere. he tried before, it ended with him being pranked by cartman.

he makes sure everything and everyone around you is quiet so they dont disturb you (aka cartman)

he just wishes you dont fall asleep so easily cz damn you two would be waking to home and then your on the floor with one leg up sleeping like damn ?!?!

kyle

also envy you, he wishes he could just forget about everything and sleep away his problems.

he would ask you for tips on how to sleep so easily and why your so sleepy but you dont know i mean... just sleep yk???

he is so surprised at how your always moving around, like you were just in class sleeping how are you in the cafeteria sleeping again?? now your sleep walking what????

he curses the living shit out of cartman if he tries to wake you up, he's like a full on guard dog when your sleeping

he would carry around a small pillow for you so whenever he hears you you yawn he's ready with a pillow.

cartman

100% would embarrass you when he found out you can sleep easily.

he would offer you a pillow as a nice gesture but when you actually fall asleep he would put a blanket over you and those night caps with pompoms at the end of it. he'd take a picture and tweet it out "mf is the sleeping beauty ‼️"

he also would draw on your faces, but after you beat the living shit out of him for it he stops.... for now.

he honestly finds it so cute, the way your so calm and how you still trust to sleep around him despite the things he did to you in the past.

he also would tell everyone to shut up when your sleeping. he'll make sure nobody bothers your beauty sleep.

craig

he also is curious abt it, like how can you wake up from a 8 hour nap and proceed to continue it at school??

if he texts you and you don't reply he knows immediately that you are sleeping no doubt. you dont know it but whenever your sleeping he stands really close to you and flip everyone off so they don't try to wake you up.

once he flipped a teacher off bc the teacher was tryna wake you up, you both got detention..

he always notices whenever youre sleepy, even if you dont yawn or nothing he can immediately tell.

he finds it so so so so funny too, like you and him would talk to someone and then turning to you just to find you completely knocked out "are they okay?" "dw this happens almost every minute". he laughed to himself at how you are able to make everything your bed.

the wooden desk? its your bed, the floor? thats definitely your bed, the fucking sidewalk?? so comfy.

he also would bring a small pillow everywhere, if youre gonna lay your head down on the concrete atleast be comfortable

tweek

he panics at first "are you ok??" "is she dead??" "are you alive??" you reassure him thats its a habit you have and that you are not dying.

he also envies you, he wants to sleep whenever he feels like it too. everytime you sleep he always watches you and admire you, he says that when your sleeping your beauty increases, you are so sure he's lying bc when you wake up you are drooling...🤨🤨

you'd complain about not wanting to sleep all the time though, he gives you some of his coffee to help.. little does he know 🧍

he would tell everyone to be quiet bc your sleeping and freak out if somebody tried to talk to you for no reason. your confused though, everytime you wake up from a nap your hair looks like you've been in a war, he says its cute?? whatever he says ig

he would try sleeping with you too, sitting beside you and trying to doze off, he fails miserably though.

he's always worried about how the teacher are gonna get mad at you for sleeping and always wakes you up if a teacher looks even a millisecond at you just for the teacher to completely ignored it.

all in all he loves it, he wishes you can teach your ways to him one day.

#south park #south park x y/n #south park x you #south park x reader #kyle broflovski x reader #kenny mccormick x reader #stan marsh x reader #eric cartman x reader #craig tucker x reader #tweek x reader #kenny mccormick #kyle broflovski #stan marsh #eric cartman #craig tucker #tweek tweak

[jishyucks]

When the Stars Align — njm

‣ pairing: guard!Jaemin x princess!reader

‣ genre: fluff, royal!au, friends-to-lovers

‣ wc: 2.2k

‣ summary: ❝The stars may seem unreachable, but they have a way of surprising us sometimes❞; In which Jaemin believes that his wish on the stars is absurd 

‣ warnings?: nothing basically, long paragraphs near the end

‣ an: the two songs goodbye. I wasn’t going to add songs but I’ll just keep them there,, anywaysss I wrote this really quick bc I wanted to post something so it might not be my best,, but I honestly still think it’s cute (●'◡'●) also pls ignore the whack title pic for this I might change it later,,, pls enjoy!

‣ tags: @mosviqu @flowerjun

[Songs] A Starry Night in Apollo Bay — RINI | I See the Light — Tangled

Every night that Jaemin was on duty, he always made a single wish upon both the stars that continued to twinkle and those that had long faded away.

His wish wasn’t special, nor was it ordinary—he simply wished for there to be a shift in the stars, one that only he could recognize. 

It started out as a joke he made to himself, a way to alleviate the monotony of gazing at the same sky night after night. Sure, the sky was undeniably beautiful, but when he initially made the wish, he was hoping he’d see something different, like a planet with more prominence, maybe a shooting star, or perhaps even a supermoon. 

However, everything changed when he met you by chance one evening. His wish took on a different significance—that maybe the stars would align themselves in such a way that your feelings would mirror his own.

If that was even possible, Jaemin scoffed at his own thought. He was nothing but a guard. A junior guard at that. Why would someone like you, the princess, consider him in that way when you had your pick of suitors at your beck and call?

The corners of Jaemin’s mouth turn downward at the thought. It wasn’t the hardest thought to swallow, but it still hurt nonetheless. These were his own emotions, ones that he shouldn’t have even developed in the first place. Yet here he was, wallowing in the fact that you might only see him as a friend.

As he let his head fall back, Jaemin gazed up at the night sky he had practically befriended. The constellations were like old friends, ones he knew almost as well as he knew himself.

It was peaceful outside of the castle. In fact, it was so peaceful that he almost forgot that there were people inside of the building celebrating the Queen’s birthday. If he listened carefully, he could hear the music being played. But other than that, it truly doesn’t seem like a party was happening at all.  

With his eyes closed, Jaemin readied himself to make the same wish he had been making for the past year, clearing his mind until only the wish and thoughts of you occupied it.

I wish that—

“Are you sleeping standing up?”

Jaemin’s wish is interrupted by the sound of your voice. He turns to find you, standing in the dress you personally chose for the occasion. He remembers you going on about it a few weeks ago, stuck choosing between dark and pastels. 

The word beautiful was the first thing that entered Jaemin’s mind. You looked beautiful. So beautiful that you made Jaemin’s breath hitch at the back of his throat. But he quickly rids that thought. 

“Y/N,” he counters, “What are you doing out here?”

Jaemin hopes you don’t hear the way his heart is pounding against his rib cage. And if you do, he hopes you mistake it for the music playing inside. 

“I wanted to get some air,” you shrug nonchalantly, “And I wanted to see you.” You find a nice clean spot on the steps leading down and onto the long driveway before sitting down. You turn to Jaemin expectantly, but when he doesn’t quite get your signal, you gesture for him to join you, “Come sit.”

“I can’t,” Jaemin frowns, “I’m on duty.” 

You mirror his expression, but you add furrowed brows, “This is an order.” 

Jaemin huffs. Despite it being his job to serve your family, he hates it when you use your position to coax him into situations like this. He hesitantly makes his way over to you. Sitting down just a few inches away from you. He's unsure of how to position himself, his body sitting up stiff and straight beside yours.

Turning to look at Jaemin and seeing the way he’s quite literally sitting like he has a stick shoved up his ass, you can’t help but laugh. Shuffling over, you elbow him on the side, “Hey, relax a little bit.”

He lets out another deep sigh, but he nods and allows himself to drop his shoulders. Jaemin honestly had no idea why he was being so self-conscious right now. He wasn’t usually like this. But maybe it was because you basically caught him making a wish that was about you. 

Jaemin tries to shake the nerves out of his system. “It’s the Queen’s birthday, you should be inside.” 

Your face contorts into an unreadable expression. You shake your head and groan, “As much as I love my mom, I hate being surrounded by all those people.” 

“Those people?” Jaemin prompts.

“The wealthy, the royals, the people who hold titles they don’t deserve,” you list under your breath. Jaemin hums, “Aren’t you royalty?” 

You roll your eyes, “Yeah, but I’m not insane like a majority of them, and you of all people should know that.” You straighten your legs so that they’re stretched out in front of you. Jaemin does the same.

“Fair point.” Jaemin completely understands. From the conversations he’s overheard, the Queen strongly dislikes half the people she even invited, but had no choice due to their title, “But you really would rather be out here than in there?” 

Jaemin knows damn well that you’re an extrovert and somebody who actually likes big celebrations like the one happening today. 

You nod, “You’re out here so… yes.”

Jaemin tries to pay no mind to what you just said because he knows there’s absolutely no way that there’s any other meaning to it. Obviously you’d be bored without him… you two were each other’s best friend. Jaemin can only imagine having to attend a big party without a friend. 

“What?” A stupid response, but Jaemin genuinely did not know how to respond to that. He looks over at you in anticipation of a response. He can see your eyes moving back and forth, trying to dig out a reply that would make sense. 

“I would… honestly want to be wherever you are, Jaemin-ie.” You reach over to poke his shoulder, “I can really be myself with you.” You try to make it sound not as serious as it actually was. This was basically a platonic confession, something that you’ve never told him before. 

Jaemin’s still in denial that you actually prefer being with him. He doesn’t see himself as anything special, so why do you seem to genuinely like his company? 

“But… you belong inside with all those people,” Jaemin starts, “Not because you’re similar to them, because like you said a lot of them are snobs… but… you’re a princess, Y/N. You’re next in line to rule this place! And… ” 

You know where he’s trying to get at despite his lack of words. “Who’s to say where I belong besides me… I like it out here!” you declare confidently. Then you pause and tap your heels against the pavement beneath your feet, “What if I belong out here, and with you?” 

The question hangs in the air and Jaemin can’t quite piece together what you’re implying. He doesn’t want to jump to conclusions, “Y-you’re just saying nonsense at this point… Are you drunk?” Jaemin leans over to look you in the eye as if this would confirm his suspicions. 

You laugh, pushing him away, and confess, “I’m a little tipsy. But! But I’m sober enough to know what I’m saying.” 

Jaemin narrows his eyes. “Yeah, sure you are.”

And your eyes do the opposite, widening until your eyeballs are bulging out of their sockets, “I am!” You gently hit his shoulder, “I’m sober! I barely drank. Did I seem drunk when I came out?”

Pressing his lips into a taut line, Jaemin thinks of a way to prove that what you were saying was because you were intoxicated. He can’t process your last question—and with you?—what was that supposed to mean? 

“Walk in a straight line for me right now.” 

Knowing that Jaemin’s not going to stop until you prove that you’re sober, you groan and stand up, making your way to the edge of a stair. You prepare yourself, lining your feet one in front of the other and hiking up the skirt of your dress to make them visible to Jaemin. With ease, you walk in the straightest line you’ve ever walked, “See? I’m sober.”

Jaemin has no other choice but to believe you, “But what about—”

“Are you not listening to me?” you huff, cutting Jaemin off before he can complete his sentence. You can already anticipate what he's about to say. “I can’t stand any of them!” You make your way back to Jaemin and settle down in your previous spot. He observes your actions, waiting for you to provide more context before he can respond. 

“You know… that feeling when you’ve been underwater for too long? The pressure building up in your head?” 

Jaemin nods, “Yes.”

“Well…” you continue, “Being with you is like… finally being able to float back up to the surface to breathe.” Then you add, “I honestly don’t know how I’m going to survive without you, Jaemin.” 

Jaemin’s heart is knocking against his ribcage. Are you saying…

“Would it be ridiculous if I said I have feelings for you?” 

Jaemin’s afraid to turn and look at you. He can feel your heavy gaze resting comfortably on his cheekbone. Your eyes trace his side profile, and he can sense the tension building in the silence as you wait for his response to your impulsive confession. Your palms grow sweaty while you wait for his answer to your impulsive confession. 

“Me?” Another stupid response. 

“You.”

Jaemin shakes his head, clearly in disbelief. “But—”

"Jaemin," you stop him, frustration creeping into your tone, "Are you going to keep questioning my feelings instead of giving me a real reply?" Your impatience is evident, and you're looking for a genuine response from him.

Jaemin picks at his cuticles and lets himself word his reply properly. You give him time, but the more time Jaemin spends on formulating an answer, the greater your anxiety grows. You didn’t want to ruin your friendship with Jaemin. What if your impulsiveness did just that?

After what felt like forever, Jaemin finally speaks up, “On nights like these, I talk to the moon about you to pass time…” Jaemin keeps his eyes trained at his feet, his voice filled with vulnerability. “And to the stars… I’ve been… wishing on every single one of them… that maybe you’d like me back simply because it seemed so impossible.” He swallows hard before finally turning to look at you, his eyes filled with sincerity. "Do you know why I thought that?"

You shake your head.

"Y/N, you can have anyone, and I'm not even exaggerating!" He exclaims, "The number of suitors I've seen prance into the castle, all hoping to win your hand in marriage or even just one date down in the city? It's countless… And imagine my thoughts when you rejected all of them. I believed I had no chance with you because you rejected all these men that seemed to suit you perfectly…”

His words hang in the air, heavy with the weight of his emotions. Jaemin continues, “When I started developing these feelings for you, I told myself to never get my hopes up because I’m just one junior guard and you’re a princess…” Jaemin sucks air through pursed lips and lets his head fall forward. 

“That’s why I keep questioning your feelings, Y/N,” He concludes, “I know I shouldn’t even be doing so because you’re your own person, but it’s so hard for me to believe this is real. That your feelings are real…” With one final look at you, Jaemin finally gives you his response, “So to answer your question—yes, it’s ridiculous, but it’s ridiculous to me and not in the way you think it is.”

You nod, his answer bittersweet, “It’s like the stars you’ve been wishing on.” 

Jaemin’s ears perk up, “Hmm?”

“They may seem unreachable, but they have a way of surprising us sometimes,” you snort. You let your head fall back to gaze up at the stars, the brighter ones catching your attention. "Jaemin," you continue, your voice filled with sincerity, "I really do like you. I want you to know that."

Jaemin's heart races at your words, his entire body warming with reassurance and anticipation. Acting on impulse, he gently reaches over to hold your hand. It’s not the first time he’s held your hand, but this time feels different. “I… really like you too, princess.” Your hand tightens around his, and the two of you fall into a comfortable silence, letting the night air engulf the both of you. 

As Jaemin tilts his chin up for the second time tonight, his eyes finally catch a proper sight of the constellations he’s wished upon for who knows how long. He can name a few—the Dippers, and if he looks off to the side he can see Orion and Taurus. 

All of it feels achingly familiar to Jaemin... yet tonight, there was something about the sky that set it apart from the others. He couldn’t quite put his finger on what it was, nor if a change truly had occurred—he can just feel it. 

But with your hand nestled in his, and your synchronizing heartbeats, Jaemin honestly couldn’t care less what the change was. 

Because, somehow, it feels as if the heavens have shifted.

As if the stars have granted his wishes.

That you reciprocated his feelings.

And, at this moment, that's all that truly mattered to him.

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Thank you for reading!! (^ᗜ^ ) Pls support my writing by liking/rbing (whatever you're most comfortable with!) Hope this made u feel something hehehehe

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[slasher-dasher]

Billy Lenz Headcanons

︶꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷♡꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦︶

SFW:

Billy does not blink often. He is just wide-eyed and staring at things (usually you).

He loves cats! A very common stim for him is meowing because of this

Billy also has echolalia, and will quite literally burst at the seams if he can't get the phrase/sound out right that second.

It's very hard for him to fall asleep and stay asleep. Billy isn't really used to letting his guard down, so he'll usually stay up and stare at you or look around the room to make sure everything's okay. When he does sleep, he doesn't do it without something to cling to, and that something is usually you

Give him a small space to settle down in when he gets overstimulated. His resort is the attic, but any small space will do if he can't get there.

GET THIS MAN A WEIGHTED BLANKET!! I know in my heart it could fix him just lil bit

Bites you (affectionate)

Do not touch him if he doesn't invite it. He can go from being very clingy to being touch-repulsed in an instant.

He did take care of Claude after all the events in the sorority, and got noticeably sad when the cat would wander into the bedrooms just to lay on the beds

Sometimes he needs Attic Time™ and will just disappear for a few hours to a day at most before he comes back out. This is different than Small Space Time™ but you haven't figured out exactly what is different

Do not give Billy coffee or energy drinks, he won't sleep for days and the last thing he needs is even more sleep deprivation

NSFW:

Willing to try mostly anything at least once (usually twice). He knows what he likes but can sometimes be shy about asking to put it into a scene

Billy loves oral, whether he's giving or receiving. It's one of very few things he can do for hours at a time

Surprisingly doesn't have a lot of stamina. He can go for about two rounds before he has to stop and recoup

Does enjoy overstimulation though, especially if you're topping, just check on him to make sure he's okay bc he will not be able to speak for a bit

Catboy Billy catboy Billy, put cat ears on him and make him purr :3 (very easy to do)

Hypersexual, but easily flustered if you give him the same energy back

Praise kink 🤝 degradation kink (but heavier on the praise)

Bites you (horny)

HE'S LOUD. If Billy is enjoying himself everyone on your street knows, even if his mouth is covered or occupied. It's a miracle he can even speak afterwards sometimes

Phone sex ofc <3 Usually happens if he's been up in the attic for a while but doesn't want to come down yet

Blanket burrito and words of affirmation for aftercare only. If he wants physical touch he'll put himself in your lap (still in the blanket burrito) and let you hold him and pet his hair. But nothing more.

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[eveandtheturtles]

Bayverse turtles (seperate) with a mutant reader who hibernates in the winter?

Leo

The first time it happens he is startled.

Like yeah, you mentioned that but he couldn't help but panic a little when you just wouldn't wake up.

It takes Donnie's expert opinion to calm him down.

"Don't scare me like that!" Is like probably first thing you hear when you wake up. Will not let go for a long time.

He reads to you while you sleep.

Has a warm cup of tea ready for you when you wake up.

Next time you plan VERY THOROUGHLY your hibernation and he has a dedicated spot in his room for you.

Both the knight and a dragon guarding you in your sleep. He will exact utmost revenge upon his brothers if any of them tries to wake you up.

Has to chase Donnie out of his room. He doesn't care that his bro wants to observe you for "scientific reasons". NO DISTURBANCES.

Gets Donnie to plan your meals before next Big Sleep so you have all the nutritions you need.

Mikey

Freaks out a bit like Leo when it happens. Mostly bc you probably did tell him about it but his ADHD brain forgot.

Whips you out THE BEST pillow fort for next time.

Hangs out around you all the time BC he misses you so damn much. When will you wake uuup he has so much stuff to tell you and show you!

Draws you when you sleep.

Makes you a feast both before you sleep and when you wake up. All your favourite food

Raph needs to sit his hyperactive ass down or he'd wake you up. Donnie needs to explain it is bad to mess your cycle like that.

After that he is super worried and hides his percussion in case that makes noise.

He still tells you everything at the end of the day.

He hides in the fort with you when he feels super low and needs to remember you are still there for him.

Wrote you a song when you slept.

Cuddles you so much when you are awake.

Raph

You will have the coziest nest to hibernate. He knits you blankets, pillows, socks, sweaters, scarves and anything you want.

He will sit by you and stroke your head waiting for you to wake up.

Doesn't talk much. He isn't a talker

"Took you long enough" he grumbles when you wake up and kinda just sags on you.

He missed your voice and your eyes looking at him.

Better return the favour of skritches. He missed the way you'd scratch his neck and head.

Then order your favourite take out, maybe cook something himself.

Carries you into the main part of lair "LOOK WHO IS UP!"

Will not leave your side after you wake up.

Like Leo he is bodyguarding you.

One time Mikey sneaked past him and you had some stuff drawn on your face.

Raph was pissed and Mikey had to hide from him for at least a week, cause it was on sight.

Raphie proceeded to clean your face as carefully as he could. No one disrespects you. Not even his brothers.

He makes sure you'd build your muscles/body mass quickly after waking up.

Donnie

You write him a statement allowing him to monitor you when you sleep.

He is super excited to know how your type of mutant works.

He preplans EVERYTHING.

It is a bit annoying when your boyfriend doubles also as a doctor bc he monitors everything to have clear data.

CONTROLLED ENVIRONMENT

After the first time you kind of revoke his permissions bc while you love him it was very tiring.

He calms down after that.

Like Mikey he has a pillow fort of sorts for you in his lab so he can spend as much time around you while you sleep as he can.

The pillow fort is covered with materials that cannot get set on fire. He made sure of it.

Oh and a forcefield just in case.

There's a big mug of coffee waiting for you when you wake up.

Still threatens everyone in the lair to cut off their WiFi if they dare to wake you up.

Gets Mikey to cook you a good, healthy meal but also throws in some of your favourite things in there as well.

When you sleep you are kind of like rubber duck for him to read his codes to find faults in them.

@turtle-babe83 @thelaundrybitch @m1dnyt3-w0lf @leosgirl82 @madammuffins @sharpwindow @tinkabelle19 @scholastic-dragon @dilucsflame33

#tmnt 2016 #tmnt #bayverse turtles #tmnt bayverse #eve scribbles #tmnt 2014 #tmnt headcanons #tmnt x you #tmnt x reader #leonardo x you #raphael x you #donatello x reader #mikey x reader

[moon-lv3r]

beach date ~ 🍅💯

🦋 category: one-shot

🦋 characters: karma, asano, mentions of asano's father

🦋 summary: a small and fun beach date was suddenly flipped upside down as asano suddenly passed out for seemingly no reason

🦋 warnings: heat stroke? bad parenting from asano's dad

🦋 notes: i accidentally deleted the ask from the requester omg i am so stupid istg... but i remembered their user (i hope) @project-neo thanks for requesting !

it was a request where asano, karma and reader were out at the beach and asano suffered from a heat stroke, due to his shitty father

there's a little part inspired by the manga where asano and his dad talk about suing each other that I decided to include in here bc I thought that it would be funny. I actually don’t remember if that scene was animated or not lol

  The blazing hot sun did you no favour. Every step felt like walking on lava. Karma was behind you, laughing at your struggles, as if his hair wasn’t dripping with sweat this very moment. Asano walked behind the both of you, maintaining a distance he always had, fearing that he would be seen one day. He seemed to be embarrassed by the sight that had welcomed his eyes.

  He was beginning to question why you had to plan a beach day. In such hot weather no less. It was psychotic of you. Asano was beginning to see that he seemed to have a type. He wondered why he even decided to go on this trip, he must have had a screw loose in his brain. 

  The sun had provided extra glare on the sea, the water surface reflecting off the light from the sun. Karma seemed to be well prepared for the day, which was obvious as he was the one who had planned it. You just joined because you had nothing else better to do. Asano joined because of your relentless talk about wanting a triple date. He could only give in to your charms. 

  The summer seemed to be the perfect time to visit the beach. The blazing sun shone the areas around the three of you as you all looked for the perfect spot to lay down beside each other, though Asano would prefer to keep his distance from the two of you, due to his fear of being caught. He had no idea as to why he was even involved with the both of you, it was something that just… happened. But he didn’t stop it either, Asano just chose to let the relationship continue. Whether it was a decision he regretted remains to be seen.

  “Karma!” You shouted, “I found a spot!” Your arms waved enthusiastically, signalling for the boys to come over. Karma looked over and smiled, seemingly satisfied with the spot you had found.

  “Not bad,” Karma replied as he placed his items before helping you to arrange yours neatly on the sandy ground.

 Asano just followed, not wanting to argue as he had a bad headache. Perhaps it was due to him not being able to get enough sleep and thus not at his best. But he still decided to follow them on this date, for some unknown reason. Asano was beginning to think that he had broken his brain at long last, after his constant studying. There was something wrong with him, wasn’t there? 

  The sun continued to bake the ground and the sand they were sitting on, the shade doing little to lower down the temperature, though it was still better than being out in the open. Karma was getting restless, it was not a part of his plan to just sit around and let the sand be blown into their eyes. He wanted fun, his type of fun.

  It was not a date with Karma if everything went smoothly without pranks.   

  “Y/n!” Karma chanted happily, with a wide grin plastered onto his face. You looked at him, confused but on high alert, one can never have their guard down around him. Even Asano had his guard up even though it was not his name that left Karma’s mouth.

  One can never be so sure of their safety.

  “What is it Karma?” You asked, ready to defend yourself. That only egged Karma on more as he inched closer, his hands hiding behind his back. You knew this could never be anything good.

  He was Akabane Karma. 

  “Karma,” Asano began softly as he rested on the sand below him. “Can we have a normal date for once?” Asano seemed to be awfully tired and had his eyes shut despite being underneath the shade you had found. You just assumed that he was tired from studying all night. 

  You nodded in agreement, “Asano is right! We need a break, you know!”

  Karma laughed in response, “Wouldn’t that be such a killjoy?”

  You looked at his arms, tilting your head so that you could see what he was hiding. “A crab! You’re holding a crab!” You decided to guess. It was a wild one with no evidence but it was also the one that had made the most sense to you.

  “Come on!” Karma continued, “We’re out here to have fun, aren’t we?”

  You did not know how to respond to that, because technically, Karma was right. You were all out here to simply have fun. Though you were not interested in Karma’s idea of fun. It seemed more like hell to you.

  “I'd rather die than enjoy the ‘fun’ you have for us,” Asano replied. It was like he had read your mind and said the exact words you wanted to come out of your own mouth.

  Unfortunately, Asano’s words seemed to have little effect on Karma. It seemed as though nothing would have him under control. He was a wild animal it seems. You often wondered just how you got into this mess to begin with…

  Karma still kept his hands out of view, which only solidified your thoughts further. It had to be a crab, there was no other explanation. What else could he take from a beach? Surely Karma would not take a jellyfish right?

  And you would be right to think that it was a crab. Karma suddenly threw it at you, catching you completely off guard. You let out a loud screech before crawling over to Asano. All Asano did was to glance between the both of you, “Do I have to remind you guys your ages?” He said before laying down. His head was hurting badly and he needed that rest. It was just a headache, it will go away, right? 

  “Asano!” You began. “You’re sweating so much even under the shade! The weather really can’t be that hot!” You laughed.

  Asano’s body seemed to be sweating a crazy amount, more than Karma even. Asano merely brushed your comments aside and ignored it, acting like all was normal with him. Though he could feel that there was something wrong. 

  Something wrong with his body

  Karma, however, frowned and sensed that something was slightly… amiss. He squinted his eyes at Asano, who glared back. Karma was examining his dearest rival and lover, only to get a glare back, how kind of Asano. “Are you sure you are alright?” Karma asked.

  Asano could only nod in frustration, “Do you guysss think… I am a small child?” He snapped, his words sounding slightly slurred and dragged on.

  “How else are we supposed to treat you?” You joked, not sensing that there seemed to be something wrong. 

  “I don’t knoww,” Asano replied, his speech still dragged on as his head was hurting him more. “I’m goingggg to get sssomething.”

  Asano tried to stand, but his legs seemed to give up on him. His hands reached for a tree as you stood up and rushed towards him, finally realising that something might just be a little bit wrong. Asano tried to tell you that he would be fine but he could not even stand properly.

  “I- amm finee,” He said. His speech was sounding even more slurred than previously. He could not even speak like a normal person. Something was definitely wrong and you should have realised it sooner,

  The gravity of the situation only fully fell upon you when Asano completely collapsed in your arms, going limp. Karma rushed towards the both of you and touched Asano. The both of you felt his bare skin. It was weirdly hot. Something seemed to be wrong.

  “Heatstroke,” Karma quickly deduced. “I’ll carry him to the male’s, you call an ambulance.”

  You nodded and handed Asano to Karma as quickly as you could. Next, you looked through your bag and took out your phone, dialling for the ambulance. You wondered if you should let Asano’s family know about it. They were a family… but they don’t know about you and Karma, for obvious reasons. You decided to play it safe and not call them. You will let Asano decide if he wants to call them when he wakes up.

  Karma went to splash cool water on Asano using the showers while you called the ambulance. It did not take long for them to arrive and take Asano with them, though only one of you could follow Asano in the ambulance as there was limited space. Karma let you follow Asano while he took public transport. The paramedics assured you that Asano was not in any critical danger and that you guys had Karma to thank for his quick thinking. 

  Karma had always been smart, of course he would realise what was happening and immediately follow up with the solution to ensure that things would go smoothly. That was one of the reasons why you were drawn to him. He was just full of the unexpected and there would never be a second of boredom spent with him around. 

  The drive to the hospital was a mere ten minutes, yet it felt like the ride was longer than you had been alive. Your gaze was stuck on the unconscious Asano, your hands held tightly to his, hoping that he would awake and tell you that this was all just a huge, elaborate prank by him and Karma, though it was unlikely. Asano would never work with Karma for a prank. That wouldn’t be Asano anymore. 

  You followed the paramedics as they rushed Asano into the hospital, into a room, until you were not allowed to follow them anymore. You texted Karma your location, hoping that he would join you soon. Karma took a while to arrive but you were glad that he did. The both of you sat in silence, your lovely beach date ending just like that. You two still had to figure out the reason behind Asano’s heatstroke as well.

  Why was he severely dehydrated? Why was he severely dehydrated? It didn’t seem to make any sense that Asano would just not drink water, there had to be something more behind it. Asano was not the kind that would just risk himself like that. Karma shared the same thoughts as you as well. The both of you decided to approach Asano about the topic in the best way the both of you could, without pushing him away.

  “We should just ask him,” Karma suggested, “Like a casual conversation. Talk about it like its some normal thing.”

  “And how do you even go about that?” You asked, “How do we even phrase it?” 

  Karma paused as he thought about it. His gaze fixed on the wall in front of him as he tried to figure out ways to your dilemma. Asano was still not a very open person despite being with the both of you. It takes a lot, trying to enter his world that he had kept closed to many around him. You were just scared that he would not be truthful. 

  “We can just say ‘why did you faint? What did the doctors say?’,” Karma suggested. 

  You nodded in agreement as the doctors exited and approached the both of you to inform you two that Asano was alright, he just had a heatstroke and that he had been transferred to a room for further observation, but he should be fine to leave in a few hours. The doctors even thanked Karma for his quick thinking, otherwise who knew what might have become of Asano Gakushuu. 

  The both of you thanked the doctors before heading off to find Asano to check up on him. There he laid on the hospital bed, looking the same as ever. His face facing out the window. His eyes glancing at the scenery. 

  “Asano,” You chanted with a huge smile on your face as you slowly approached him.

  “The doctors said I got a heat stroke right?” He asked.

  You paused as your mind scrambled about to find the right words to respond, but Karma managed to beat you to it. 

  “So straightforward!” Karma laughed, “How did it happen to you?” He asked in the most inappropriate, unserious tone you had ever heard from Karma. He had just gone against the plan! 

  Asano sighed as he turned to face the both of you, “You know… my father.”

  Karma laughed once more, you shot him an unimpressed look while Asano looked as annoyed as ever. “A man can’t just cause heat stroke, you know,” Karma replied.

  Asano rolled his eyes, “My father did not allow me to drink anything if I could not pass the papers he made me to! I can’t drink a single glass if I don’t meet his expectations.”

  Oh…

  You did not know how to respond to that. It was not what you were expecting to hear. You knew Asano had problems with his father but you never knew it would be this bad. That man should not be a father.

  “Sounds like a good lawsuit, child negligence. Don’t you think so?” Karma responded, saying the last thing you expected to hear in a situation like the one you were in right now.

  You stared at him with the most judgmental face you could show while Asano actually seemed amused by what Karma had said. 

  “Now that,” Asano replied. “Is a good idea, I wonder how much I can make from this.”

  You frowned at the both of them, absolutely bewildered at what had just happened, at what you had just heard. It was more than crazy. Have they gone insane?

  “Y/n,” said Asano, “You seem scared.”

  “Yeah,” You replied, “At how crazy the both of you are.”

  Asano and Karma laughed like it was just a silly joke. You just kept your judgemental face and looked at them. Why were you even involved with them was anyone’s guess.

  The hours ticked by and soon, Asano was allowed to return to his home. He was already getting tired of the hospital bed and the food was not suitable to his taste, he had asked you to grab some food for him. He was lucky that he only stayed a few hours, you had thought about making him and Karma stay longer due to how crazy they have been.

  You and Karma had to ensure that Asano made it home safely, not that you were complaining. It was the funniest and weirdest date you have ever been on with those two. After telling Asano to drink more water, and Karma telling him to drink from the toilet if he had to, the both of you made your way home.

  Things with the both of them can just be so crazy sometimes.

#assassination classroom #ansatsu kyoushitsu #karma akabane #akabane karma #asano gakushuu #gakushuu asano #polyamarous #assclass #karma x reader #asano x reader #karma x asano x reader #beach date #heat stroke #this was lowkey fun to write even though i’m not a shipper #i’ve never really seriously wrote a poly #the first karma asano one does not really count since it’s not really a fic #gender neutral reader

[ssahotchnerr]

hello my love, more soft Aaron thoughts for you;

I think that with Haley he was like somewhat reserved with his PDA like even in front of the team who are all closer than family he was careful not to let his guard down so much SOOO I think when he’s recovered from that loss and he’s ready to finally move on again, he would not hesitate to hold your hand all the time and have you right by him, I actually think it would become like a compulsion to have skin to skin contact with you otherwise how can he be SURE you’re okay, so I think he would appear to be the clingy one but of course you know he’s just afraid of letting go

Bonus points bc I think reader would obviously know that them not being near/touching Aaron makes him nervous so they would give him something else to hold onto every time they have to leave the station/ leave work early or whatever it may be so they’re like hey babe can you just hold my tea while I go buy everyone coffee real quick? and he’s like sure seems strange but okay but then when he gets anxious with how long you’re gone he’s like okay okay the tea’s still warm, it’s not even cold yet. They’re alright. They’ll be back before it’s cold.

THIS

cw; mentions of haley's death, guilt, it's sad :( but there’s fluff!!!

something i wish there was more focus on, was aaron in terms of the aftermath of what happened to haley. we got bits and pieces in s5, little mentions throughout, route 66, but everything quickly went back to normal with him. while it made sense for his character in a way, it didn't make sense.

aaron having survivors guilt, a total possibility :( while it wasn't his fault she died, and it took him so so long to realize and accept that, he knows he was a contributing factor. how many sleepless nights did he have where he lying there in the dark, staring at the ceiling, completely tearing himself apart over it - that his high school sweetheart, the one he pictured himself being with forever, is no longer here. what if he had only figured it out/driven faster, could he have prevented the outcome? could he had said something differently on the phone to distract foyet, something that would've bought him more time to get there, could he have stopped foyet and saved her? that jack no longer has a mother present, that it should've been him, and he's just wondering over and over about what would've happened if he just took the deal.

and all while thinking that, he's mourning their relationship and all good times he had with haley. he loved her. it's clear he never stopped. and maybe he even thought after this nightmare was over, they would've reconnected, figured things out, and gotten back together.

he knows, firsthand, what it's like to lose someone. so when it comes to you, he will not make the same 'mistakes' he made with haley.

so, aaron will show everyone and anyone that he loves you. he makes an effort to. pda, while still practiced when appropriate, isn't a huge concern of his anymore. he'll give you that kiss in public, he'll grab your hand or be touching you in anyway he can, he'll gush about you to the team. he's learned the hard way; love is too fragile not to.

in addition, aaron has nightmares every so often. this is when he first really opened up to you about his fears; you were sleeping over and woke up to him jerking awake :( sweat dripping down his face, breathing heavily, frantically grabbing onto you. so you asked him if he wanted to talk about it :(( while he dreams about haley, you make your way into his dreams as well. he's lost haley, and now he can't afford to lose you. he can't. the worst is when he dreams about losing both of you :(

some days are worst than others. so if you aren't around, he has to ground himself to remind him that you're here. your favorite book is laying on the coffee table, with the bookmark poking out, you will be back to finish that book. your side of the bed is made, but later that night you will be pulling the duvet back, ready to sleep with him at your side. also if you and aaron were to have a disagreement, he'll allow you your space if you want it, but he will not let the matter go about without acknowledgement. after his disagreements with haley, with her or even him walking out, he won't allow for it anymore. he's protective and mindful when it comes to you. he didn't know how much time he had with haley, so with that in the back of his mind, aaron will stop at nothing to show you affection, to show you off to the world, and to protect you in every possible way he can manage.

#i kinda ran with this #but :(((((( aaron my baby #but i love going into detail about this it's such an interesting concept #aaron hotchner #aaron hotchner imagine #aaron hotchner fanfiction #aaron hotch x reader #aaron hotchner fluff #aaron hotchner imagines #aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner angst #hotch #aaron hotch x you #hotch x reader #criminal minds drabble #criminal minds imagine #criminal minds x reader #criminal minds #criminal minds fanfiction

[neocelticavalon]

Apritello Fantasy AU doodles

Sharing some scraps, doodles of my fav ship☺💕💜💛💜

Tribunal Donatello fantasy AU concept art (i got inspired mostly from the ninja tribunal 2003) kinda improved the ideas a bit after that long looong sleep lmfao🥲👆👆👆 (yeah I am sooo lazy at drawing him fullbody 🥲)

I forgot to add some details at phase 2 such as growing sharp claws. As he learned having glowing skin at his age, he suddenly grew canine-like teeth, having a tremendous appetite (probably meat), his stamina grew two times stronger, he weight two times bigger and heavier, grew strong sense of smell (?)🤨. After April was done sparring at the castle's field, she sneaks out and brought raw herrings and venison meat for the turtle brothers. Knight April knows that Donnie loves venison meat as he loves her marmalade jam. Everytime knight April pays a visit, Donnie loves seeing her, made him even nervous and it made his skin glows brighter, feeling happy as his heart keep thumping and thumping, made him even more confused. He keep thinking "What's happening to me....?!?!?!" and he still want to figure out whats happening to him. April did noticed his odd changes (glowing skin, canine teeth, grew claws, strong sense of smell, he always churrs beside her, etc). Those odd changes didn't creeped her out btw instead April is aware of his conditions as a turtle & cares for him.

April lived in a different world where they thought dragons, komodo armies, dungeon monsters etc are long gone and wiped out many years ago (lets say bcs of wars & conflict). If you're asking me how come they meet each other, Knight April kinda got separated from the royal troops after a rough fighting with bandits in the forest, April and the royal troops are guarding a wagon full of....let's say treasures from the castle. April's dad was in the wagon with his assistant, the bandits kinda want the treasures and kidnapped April's dad (with a purpose?) hmmm....so April got pretty injured and unconscious after she threw herself to the lake so the bandits won't find her. Mikey saw her falling to the lake and called his brothers to help the poor girl April, she drowned in the lake, I think Donnie jumped into the water to save her. Leo said to the brothers, he saw no sign of her breathing, and Mikey said "I suggests one of us have to do mouth to mouth!" and Leo, Mikey, Raph were staring at Donnie for a long time (ppftt!) Donnie be likee..."Why it has to be me!!??" oh my gosh...that scene always shown in my head ahahahhahah🤣🤣🤣

This scene, April decided to stick around with turtle brothers a bit longer. At nighttime, Donnie saw April at the lush green field, found beautiful fireflies. Donnie keep staring at her bcs he never seen a female human knight before. They're pretty much hanging out like friends, sitting and talking. She's talking how she misses her dad so much, the village, her best friend Irma, the villagers market, the kids at the orphanage, everything.

Sorry about the crappy pic quality 🥲🥲 and please ignore my broken english writing🙏🙏

🛡💜Any support like reblogs, comments and likes are GREATLY APPRECIATED!!! Toodles, loves!💜⚔👑

ASK BOX ALWAYS OPEN!!😉📮

#teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt 2012 #tmnt 2k12 #concept art #doodle #drawing #digital artwork #illustration #digital art #digital illustration #digital drawing #pencil drawing #pencil art #art #artwork #traditional drawing #traditional art #traditional illustration #sketches #tmnt donatello #apritello #donatello hamato #april o'neil #apriltello #tmnt michelangelo #tmnt mikey #tmnt fanart #tmnt au #fantasy au #tmnt donnie

[wttcsms]

Hihi i saw ur request box was open & i just couldnt resist! A big confession to make here, uhh ive been such a big fan of u and yr writings and also u were the v first fanfic blog i came across a couple years ago so yea, u literally open my third eye to a whole new world of fics👉👈 🥺

i feel like you havent written angst in a while–and bc i miss ur angsty haikyuu fics– sooo could i request post-breakup college!au with atsumu or iwai (honestly anyone who'd best fit the scenario cuz i trust ur characterization👌) abt the aftermath of the breakup, them seeing us on campus and unconsciously following us with their eyes, reschin to help out on instinct only to realize theyre no longer together, thinking about what could've been just reminisce reminisce

ahhhh im sry honestly dont know how to expand more on the idea

thank you for stealing my ficvirginity😃

pairing atsumu miya x f!reader word count 2.1k content contains exes still in love, college!au, mutual pining author's notes hi <3 i remember you (eycee, right?). don't be a stranger! you can always dm me and say hello :) thank you for the constant support. not sure if this fic is angsty enough, but i wanted yours to be the first req i do <3

“Hi, welcome in! Let me know if— Oh.”

Your voice falters, recognition and maybe even something similar to embarrassment flits across your face, and a split second later, you go back to smiling like nothing’s wrong. Like the two of you haven’t spent the better half of this month actively avoiding each other at all costs, even though the sprawling acres of the University of Tokyo suddenly feels too small. The entirety of Japan has felt too small ever since it became his mission to never cross paths with you ever again. 

This mission of his started just a little over two weeks ago, on the very same day you decide to use his heart as your own punching bag. The worst part of it all, though, is the fact that he doesn’t even hold any type of contempt for you. It’s a cruel sort of joke; sometimes, Atsumu Miya feels like everything bad that happens to him is just some sort of sick punchline in a sitcom instead of real life. 

Usually, when girlfriends find out their high school sweetheart is going to be a wildly successful (and rich) professional athlete, they’ll do anything in their power to hang onto him.

You decided to snip the invisible string tying the two of you together, and you did it so effortlessly, so quickly, that Atsumu had to make sure that he hadn’t been imagining the last four years of your relationship. 

He’s got his hands shoved in his pockets, and he’s torn between staring at you like a total creep or looking at everything in the campus bookstore but you. He settles for the former, scared that this will be his last opportunity to really look at you. 

Neither of you is saying anything. It’s a Saturday and so no one else is even in the bookstore this morning, and Atsumu wants to say something, anything, but he’s never been that great at carefully picking his words, and he’s scared out of his mind that he’ll say something stupid and prove once and for all that you had been right to break up with him. Better yet, he wants you to say something. He wants you to give him a better explanation instead of the bullshit you told him in his apartment. 

We just want different things.

What does that even mean? He thinks he would have shouted out that question, if only your little break up speech hadn’t caught him so off guard. Different things? The two of you wanted different things? Sure, Atsumu likes to sleep in a freezing cold apartment, and you need the room to actually be at a reasonable temperature. And maybe Atsumu has a penchant for overly fried, greasy foods when all you want (and deserve) is a fancy dinner. Maybe Atsumu wants to be at a sports store instead of browsing aisle after aisle in Sephora, but he doubts these different wants have accumulated so much that you felt you had no choice but to break his heart. 

“Hey, Miya.” You say it softly, dropping the perky customer service voice you greeted him with before you turned around and realized who he was. And he flinches. He fucking visibly cringes at the way you speak to him, walking on eggshells and going back to formalities like he’s barely above a stranger to you.

Miya.

(Did you know that he wanted to make that your last name?

Do you know that he still does, even now?)

“Hey,” he replies back, curling his fingers into fists inside his pocket. He thinks his voice comes out all scratchy, like how it always sounds when you don’t use your voice nearly enough. He clears his throat awkwardly. Everything feels awkward; everything feels wrong. He says “hey”, but what he really means to say is please don’t call me Miya; you know the color of my toothbrush, you don’t have to call me Miya. 

“Were you looking for something?” 

You.

Subconsciously, Atsumu finds himself seeking you out. He walks by another girl on campus and almost breaks his neck with the speed he turns around to catch a whiff of the perfume wafting from her body because he swears it’s the same fragrance you favor. He walks by the building that houses all the classrooms for your specific major, even though it’s located on the opposite side of his own classes because he secretly hopes against all hope that he’ll run into you, and you’ll see him and fall in love with him again. He goes to the same restaurants the two of you frequently ate at together, and he orders your usual because you can never finish your entire meal and always have him finish off the leftovers for you (and the food is always good, but somehow it doesn’t taste the same when your utensils haven’t touched it first). And he doesn’t even need to be here, doesn’t even care enough about his stupid class to go out of his way to buy the study guide, but he knows you’ve started picking up the weekend shifts at the campus bookstore, and suddenly, he cares enough about passing to get the damn study guide. 

He shrugs. “Just some stupid workbook to study for an upcoming exam, but it’s not that serious.” 

“Oh. Is Dr. Furata giving you a hard time again?” 

“How do you do that?” Atsumu blurts out, wanting to kick himself for giving too much of himself away. You already own every centimeter of his heart and maybe his soul. You don’t need anything else from him; he’s almost certain there’s nothing left for him to give you, but he can’t help but impulsively ask the damn question that’s been running through his mind ever since you left him behind. 

Did you know that when you’re confused, your brows furrow together, and you get this adorable, endearing crinkle in between them? Do you know that he still finds that same expression as cute as he did when you still called yourself his girlfriend? 

“What are you talking about?” 

How can you just stand there and act like you never crushed his heart? How do you wake up in the morning and not feel like your life is missing something important, like you’ll never feel whole again? How can you keep him wrapped around your finger, and then have the audacity to not even realize it? How did you let him go so quickly? 

Practicing caution, he swallows hard before clarifying, “How do you know everything?” Because if you can act like he’s just a polite acquaintance, like he’s nothing more than another fellow classmate, he can try to play pretend too. He can act like there’s not enough history between the two of you to fill up every damn textbook in this stupid store. “Yeah, Dr. Furata’s been on everyone’s ass. Somethin’ about midterm grades being worth a quarter of our overall grade.” 

“Believe me, you’re not the first victim of Dr. Furata’s to come wandering in the store. I think I have a few more of the workbooks he suggested in stock. Let me go check.” 

It’s instinct at this point for Atsumu to just follow you. If he uses his imagination, it’s almost like he’s back to browsing in a makeup store, walking aimlessly in every aisle, following you loyally because he’s happy to have you lead the way and he doesn’t care where he ends up, so long as you’re there with him. 

But this isn’t an afternoon date with you. This is him following a bookstore employee. After you find that study guide, which is really nothing more than his flimsy excuse for seeking you out, you’re going to ask him “card or cash?”, ring him up at the register, and he’s going to walk out that door and have to act like he’s still not in love with you. All the while, you’re doing fine. You’re fine right now, and you’re going to be fine when he leaves, and you’re probably going to be fine, five years down the line, when you’re happy with someone else and Atsumu is alone because in this little hypothetical, he still hasn’t gotten over you.

He is trailing behind you in this bookstore, and your back is facing him, and he’s panicking because he doesn’t think he’s capable of not loving you. 

Just two weeks ago, you knew him better than anyone else in the world, maybe even better than Osamu, perhaps even better than he knows himself. Now, you just give him a polite smile as you grab the small stool to reach the books located at the very top of the shelf. 

“God, I hate the way we organize everything in the store.” You say, lightheartedly complaining. He knows you do. He knows because he’s known you for nearly a decade. The two of you have grown up together. You made this same complaint sprawled out on the couch in his apartment. 

When he doesn’t reply, you look down to see if something’s the matter, only to do it too quickly that you find yourself losing your balance. Before you can come crashing to the floor, Atsumu is quick to catch you, and you pretend that his protective embrace isn’t comforting. You pretend not to notice that he’s wearing the cologne you bought him for Christmas last year, and you continue to pretend that you don’t miss him at all, that you don’t still love him. 

And for a second, the two of you both pretend that you’re still with each other. That it’s perfectly okay to savor this intimate moment, that his arms wrapped around your body right now isn’t awkward in the slightest. He’s staring at you with a sort of starstruck, boylike wonder, and it’s so familiar, so sweet, because it’s the way he always used to look at you. His lips part slightly, like he’s about to say something, and—

The loud ring! interrupts whatever moment the two of you are sharing, and you nearly jump out of his arms. You hear the distinct footsteps of another student, and you adjust your shirt before remembering where the two of you are — what the two of you are. Not a couple. Barely even friends. Just a bookstore employee and a student that needs a book. That’s all the two of you are allowed to be.

“I should probably go check up front and make sure they don’t need any help.” You tell him, biting down on your lip. “Anyway, did you need anything else, or would you like me to check you out right now?” 

He blinks a few times, as if still in a daze. “Uh, yeah, sure.” The tips of his ears are flushed a light pink. “Y-yeah, I’m done here.” 

The two of you practically race each other to the front of the store, and you step behind the counter to scan his workbook. He drums his fingers, looking around the store. When he’s nervous, he likes to be moving. You know this. 

Just looking for an excuse to use his hands, Atsumu mindlessly picks a pack of gum off a nearby rack and slides it towards you so you can also scan it. You know you shouldn’t say it. You know it’s supposed to be a clean break. Instead, you tell him, 

“Actually, if you want, I have the fruit variety flavor.” 

“Huh?” This catches his attention. 

You reach into one of the boxes that have just been shipped to the store, rummaging through a tiny one before revealing a shiny, new package of gum, this one advertising all the flavors based on tropical fruits. “Would you rather have this one?” 

“Oh, yeah!” As if truly forgetting what the two of you actually are (exes, strangers with too much history, two people still pretending like they’re not in love), his eyes light up. “How did you kno—” He doesn’t finish the question. He knows the answer to the question. 

You’re quick to finish ringing him up, the “polite strangers” illusion being completely shattered. It’s obvious, really, that there are always going to be parts of Atsumu that still live deep inside of you. You can only hope that this isn’t the case for him. 

You hand him the bag, and when he grabs it from you, your fingers just barely graze each other’s. Atsumu is scared — scared that this might be the last time he ever feels your touch. 

And because you’re a glutton for punishment, you find yourself telling him,

“Don’t be a stranger.”

You can’t tell who’s more devastated: you or him.

#atsumu miya x reader #miya x reader #atsumu x reader #atsumu x you #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu angst #hq angst #one shot #drabble #imagine #haikyuu fanfiction #wttcsms writing warmups #this fic is so taylor coded btw #'please don't ever become a stranger's whose laugh i could recognize anywhere' #< that's literally reader n atsumu rn #wanted to leave it vague but #reader breaks up w atsumu bc they're both going in diff directions in life and she doesn't want to 'hold him back' #EVEN THOUGH ATSUMU WOULD REARRANGE HIS WHOLE LIFE FOR HER AND FOLLOW HER ANYWHERE #but she wants him to do whatever HE wants

[fatuismooches]

SMOOOCHES!!! Hello my adorable n most favorite writer!!! ꒰♡˃̶̤́ ꒳ ˂̶̤̀ ꒱

I hope you’ve been doing absolutely amazing! I give you another brainrot of mine tonight! I hope you enjoy!!You had mentioned in one of your recent replies to one of my smol Dottore brainrots that Fragile!Reader and Zandy would have matching ruin guard plushies. And it got me thinking on “what would happen if you ended up losing the plushie?” So here it is!

Fragile!Reader most likely always has the plushie in their grasp (like when eating, taking small walks, anything!) since it brings a lot of comfort to them. It was after all a gift from Zandik, and you always held his gifts to a high regard. And this plushie was no exception. Since it helped you cope with any of your stress, anxiety, etc. it was usually the first thing you’d grab whenever you were feeling such negative emotions. And if the plushie was alive, it would definitely comment on how you would cry most nights due to you feeling upset about your condition on some nights. So to say that this plushie is very meaningful to you is an understatement. (It even has yours and Zandik’s initials sewn into it on one of its tiny legs.) But, one night when you’re about to head to bed, you realize your favorite plush is missing. So, you look all throughout your bedroom, but unfortunately you can’t find it. And eventually, a few clones see you looking for it, and do their best to help you find the plushie. Even trying to retrace your steps, yet to no success. But, as the night wears on, your body starts to get tired (being that you’re not really used to staying late since your condition doesn’t let you stay up on most days, and your body requires lots of sleep.) and although you do try to endure, it ends up failing when as soon as a clone picks you up, your head resting on their shoulder, you quickly fall asleep. Eventually sent to your bedroom and tucked in (as well as hooked up to the many machines to monitor your vitals ໒꒰ྀི ◞ ◟꒱ྀིა ) the clones still continue their search for your dear plushie. Yet there’s no success that night, especially since they all still have work to complete. So even though you’re a priority to them, they also don’t want a scolding from Zandik..

So you end up waking up to no good news that morning. Yet that doesn’t stop you from continuing to search the lab. You could ask Zandik yes, but you also don’t want to disturb his experiments for a petty thing like your plushie. So you continue your search alone. And it remains that way for a few days, and you’re left quite anxious during these days without it. Since it is your comfort item, and how will you explain to Zandik you lost it? Sure he could probably make a new one, but it wouldn’t be the same as the original. Just like his clones, you love and hold all of them dearly close to your heart, but deep down you’ll always save a spot in your heart specifically for Zandik. However, your plushie is eventually found. (It had been left in the library behind a bookshelf) and you go back to your normal happy bubbly self. Overjoyed to have your plushie back. Although, you couldn’t really remember when you had left it there since you don’t remember ever walking into the library…But either way, you found it and that’s all that matters, right?

(Just trying to slip in the concept of Fragile!Readers memory slowly deteriorating every few years or so. Although it’s really subtle, and you just blame it on having bad memory as a kid.) But I hope you enjoy this brainrot of mine!! I’m sorry if it got a little long and slightly angsty I couldn’t come up with a fluffy ending besides you and little Zandy being able to play with your plushies again. (But I think during the time that your plushie is missing, Zandy would try and offer his like the good boy he is ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა ) but I hope you’re having a lovely day/night! May you get a lot of chu chi’s n kissies n hugs n everything nice in the world bc u deserve it so so much! i give u a million chu chus !!

-from your dear boo boo 🎐 anon! ₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ₎

SQUEEE AHH ANOTHER DELICIOUS BRAINROT FROM MY LOVE <333 !!! BROOO THIS WAS SO CUTE I WAS SMILING THE WHOLE TIME 😭🫶

To say you adored your plushie was a severe understatement. It was a gift from your beloved, so of course you’d hold it in high regard! Not to mention how much comfort it brought you whenever you weren’t feeling the best. It was like a reminder that Zandik was always by your side, even when he couldn’t physically be there. It was something you could reveal your deepest darkest emotions and secrets too and not be judged. You loved it so much, and you didn’t care if that seemed childish or something. Often you’d trace your and Zandik’s initials and giggle at the thought of him.

So when one night you couldn’t find your plushie to cuddle with, you were on the verge of going crazy. At first you thought, maybe it fell under the bed or you dropped it somewhere strange, but nope, you tore apart your whole room, and nothing. And the clones kind of have a strange detector instinct for whenever you’re distressed (or maybe they just heard the noises from your room) and of course they assist you in your quest to find your plushie. But to no avail, which disheartens you. But you’re determined to find it until… zzz, your body is getting all the more tired from all of this walking. You silently cursed it for being so weak all the time, but there was nothing you could do. You probably would have fallen asleep on the floor were it not for the clone that carried you back. You muttered an apology and held onto him and you think his body heated up a bit.

You didn’t want Zandik to know that you lost it. First, it was kind of embarrassing to be this distraught over a plushie and you didn’t want him to think you were overreacting childishly or something. Second, you didn’t want him to possible feel bad you lost his gift, because you didn’t really mean to! You swear, you have no recollection of even leaving it somewhere. So strange… but you just mope around for a few days without your plushie to cuddle and talk to :( But when your plushie is found you’re overjoyed!! (The clones are relieved that you’re back to normal now because all of them were greatly concerned and sneaking looks at you) Maybe you should ask Zandik to put some kind of locator on it. Just in case this happens again. Speaking of him, maybe you should go visit him. He might get a bit huffy and tell you to go and rest but he’ll never say no to you <3

I’m heavily enjoying your angst, the tears are coming but its the good kind 🫡 It’s so *chefs kiss* amazing! I love the goodest of boys Zandy. He does not let anyone touch his stuff, except you of course <3 He excitedly shows you the stuff he collected from other nations and tells you the story of how he got it (may or may not be brutal.)

As someone who sleeps with plushies I loved this sm. I dont think I could fall asleep without them 😅 and I’d be so upset if I couldn’t have them anymore lol. I love holding soft things especially in bed, really puts me into relaxing mode 💖 (I also really want a high quality dottore plush lol) and OMG IT WAS GOING SO HAPPY UNTIL THE MEMORY DETERIORATING- 😭😭 Omg I remember a long time ago I wrote a little thing about fragile reader’s memory, that one day you forgot about them completely. So now im just thinking about them forgetting Zandik and the clones completely and them being in absolute shambles because not even the genius doctor predicated that, and now he has no idea what to do. On top of searching for a cure now the love of his life doesn’t even remember him. 🫠

GIVING YOU A MILLION CHU CHUS AS WELL!! MWAH MWAH SMOOCH ILY🎐ANON!!

#smooches talks #🎐 anon #fragile reader <3 #dottore love notes <3 #zandy bb <3 #i love the little emoticon things u use theyre so cute ily

[journey-to-the-attic]

I need more pet zoo hcs bc that au lives rent free in my head

i love this au as well so i shall provide!!

even upon being turned back into demons and returning the devildom, the brothers still respond when called by their nicknames as animals

lucifer hates that he also responds to peter now but it's too late, the name's there to stay

in this au when solomon meets asmo he finds out about the animal ordeal, because he makes a joke along the lines of "whatever the duchess decrees", and asmo immediately bursts into tears because that WAS his name, once upon a time......

as animals, if provoked, they'd have a sort of demon form equivalent where they become more monstrous-looking (to the point of being vaguely eldritch if angry enough)

though the latter happens very very rarely, since there's not much in the human realm that could aggravate them that much

they do it do varying degrees of frequency - at first levi can't go a day without getting startled and suddenly growing an extra set of teeth

whereas lucifer does it exactly once throughout the entire ordeal: when diavolo and barbatos arrive and first attempt to send them to the devildom

mammon hangs out with ik pretty much 24/7, but he especially likes to chill with her while she does homework and stuff

he perches on the table attempting to help, but mostly just chews on her pens and mumbles "clever girl" in approval every few seconds

satan spends most of his time either people-watching from the windows (he has an unusual fascination with lawn mowers and the garbage trucks)

he has this habit of sleeping in the dead centre of the bed, and zhao is too scared of getting scratched to move him like ik does, so sometimes he ends up on the sofa because satan has now commandeered his room

for some reason belphie HATES the feather duster. when zhao gets it out to do some cleaning he spends the entire time trailing behind him and just glaring at it

mammon nicks little trinkets everywhere he goes and stows them all in ik's pillowcase (ik has to clear it out every now and then because it starts getting uncomfortable)

levi seems incredibly elusive, but in fact you can usually find him in one of two places: in his box, or wrapped around ik's wrist

when he's not watching the tv, he likes to just quietly observe what she's doing (so quietly that sometimes even ik forgets he's there)

asmo spends a not-insignificant amount of time sitting in the front window and waiting for passersby to notice him

sometimes it works and they stop to point and coo at the fluffy bunny, other times it doesn't and he has to slink to ik or zhao for sympathy

just flops down at their feet/across their laps looking like the absolute saddest little rabbit ever, waiting to be fussed over

he keeps himself very well-groomed, but he absolutely HAS to be brushed every evening or he'll throw a fit (running around the house and thumping his feet angrily until sufficient attention is paid)

lucifer mellows out unexpectedly quickly, and he actually defers to either human of the household without much protest

that's not to say he won't give you the most disparaging look a bird possibly could if you do something that he doesn't approve of though

there's a burglary on their street at some point and lucifer spends an entire fortnight hyper-vigilant about the house's security - he stays up late to keep guard and everything

he keeps going to sleep in the corner of the living room, to the point where they start putting blankets there. eventually it starts getting lovingly referred to as 'peter's nest'

(lucifer won't tell anyone this, but he secretly takes one of the blankets with him when it's time to go back to the devildom)

beel is such a big fur-ball but he never seems to quite understand just how large a dog he is

belphie likes to sneak into the hallway cupboard for some naptime, and beel always seems genuinely confused that he can't fit in with him

he always wakes up immediately after zhao because he's always giving him scraps from the fridge

there's an old lady down the road that just adores him, so ik takes him on walks past her house often and she'll ply with just endless amounts of ham

sometimes beel will attempt to share his food with belphie or his other brothers, but because he'll have had most of it in his mouth while carrying it over, they usually decline

though belphie will at least sniff at it and maybe nibble around the edges

belphie's constantly burrowing around in local hedges to find comfy sleeping spots and getting himself mucky, but then he gets so mad when they have to give him a bath

he'll put up with it because he doesn't want to get mud all over the comfy furniture, but the entire time he just looks livid

one time he crawled into the laundry machine while zhao was doing chores and he very nearly put him on spin cycle

satan likes to sit in front of the laundry machine and just watch it spin

sometimes lucifer sits with him, and this is how they bond in this form

one day ik trips and splits her knee on the way home from school, and somehow all seven of them get a premonition about it and swarm her as soon she opens the door

another time she's upset and getting shouted at while at school, and mammon senses this and dive-bombs through an open window to get at the offending teacher

in general they all develop a kind of sixth sense for each other. ik will be half-asleep in history and suddenly sit bolt-upright like "socks [levi] is stuck in the airing cupboard again"

i like to think it somehow carries through a little even when the brothers have settled into the devildom

diavolo is explaining his idea for the rad to them and suddenly, at the exact same time, all seven of them stiffen

he asks what's wrong and lucifer quickly dismisses it as a cold breeze, because no one wants to explain to him that they've all felt a sudden and extremely potent pang of loneliness that definitely wasn't theirs

so diavolo has to make the brothers cut ties for inter-realm safety when they're first brought to the devildom

and now that i think about it we'll have to do some tweaking in terms of the timeline - accelerate the events so that they can feasibly happen within ik's lifetime, since she'd be long gone if we were to follow the original course of events

in this case maybe the whole animal happens when she's younger (say like, ten to eleven), and then the exchange year starts when she's fifteen as per jtta

diavolo gets inspired to set up the exchange program a lot sooner, since ik and the brothers have already proven that humans and demons can form lasting bonds (also so that he can reunite them, because he feels so bad about having split them up)

also bringing in that other anon's idea where ik appears as a little sheep

the brothers, watching this ball of fluff appear in the council room: a sheep?

[dramatic zoom in on the sheep's head. somehow, it has an ahoge]

the brothers: IK?!?!!?!?!?

i can imagine that ik would be sorta cold for a bit. she hasn't really forgiven them for leaving her alone. sure, it wasn't their choice, but still....

she does warm up again, though - it's hard not to with them all compensating for the long separating by being EXTRA doting

it's also returning the favour, since ik was doing most of the looking after back when they were animals

side note though i feel like we can't even comprehend how ridiculous and cute ik would be as a lamb

have you seen that one video of a sheep being held up and spun around and it has the MOST "head empty" look on its face possible

ik just permanently looks like this is the only thing going on upstairs

also this video of lambs jumping on an older sheep. i like to imagine ik just absolutely trampling all over the others for fun (especially beel and diavolo, whose shoulders are broadest and easiest to traverse)

(she'd hold a bit of a grudge against the royals for some time though, given they were the ones who took the brothers away)

(diavolo is devastated by this because he loves small cute things and he wants to hold the little sheep so badly)

#answering asks #anon asks #jtta aus #pet zoo au #i went to look up pictures of baby sheep for reference (and also to look at baby sheep) #so i typed 'lamb' into the search bar #and you can imagine my brief moment of devastation when all i got were recipes for lamb dishes #i should have known better.......

[beelbeni]

HEADCANON + Sibling character

Various JJK with a younger sibling that they will guard with their life and somehow has regenerative powers

High school Gojo Satoru

• He'd probably find out during his battle with Toji and he would think you died already.

• Mans devastated, sobbing and tweaking in the air and out of the corner of his eyes he sees you just sitting there, regenerating your arm and leg.

• He can't even stand seeing you with a scratch and now you're losing whole ass limbs??

• He wouldn't accept that you were gone, he'd just say you were sleeping and shit bc he can't take the grief of you dying.

• After this happens (Regeneration) he would think its so cool yet so not fit for you since you wouldn't even need it :)

Cue yandere Satoru

•You beg to test the limits of your regenerative powers with his newer abilities like hollow purple and say if he's not doing it with you, then you'd find another jujutsu sorcerer.

• He's crying because you faked your death when it hit you.

All in all you'd have fun with him because he's easier to tease.

Sensei Gojo Satoru

• Would pick you up and teleport you instantly to shoko, cursed spirits be dammed you needed healing first.

• His hands would be shaking, wondering if he's gonna lose another important person in his life.

"Shoko, Shoko do something!" he yelled out in pure panic, his voice breaking.

•Shoko slaps him to wake him up from the depressive slum he's in and says to place your body on the bed

•Your body starts twitching and your breathing comes back.

• Gojo Satoru would be so glad you're even alive and just collapse beside you. Doesn't even care about whatever abilities or secrets you've hidden from him at that moment, his just happy you're safe.

Choso Kamo

• Nope, not on his watch.

• If you're a womb sibling then he probably will know since hundreds of years have passed

• He still can't take it and will have a literal asthma attack if he sees you getting injured.

• Choso having heart attacks would hinder your fighting so you would intentionally split from him (Don't let him know this.)

•Has a picture of you and his siblings somewhere in his clothes

•Would drop anything and everything to save you, even his life.

• Choso's just worried for you and wants his siblings to be happy.

First time you got seriously injured was the time he hardened his resolve, he didn't give a shit about killing people or curses alike.

(headcanon he was a super sweet kid but just born into the wrong situations)

Sukuna Ryomen

•SO let's give it up for the most tsundere brother to ever exist!👏

•This man will call you a brat but then reluctantly will do anything you want for him to do.

•You can use reversed cursed energy too which is why this happens ⬇️

• Would honestly laugh at you getting injured by a human, torture the said human, then laugh at you again lol.

• He's a pretty laidback guy but not when it comes to you getting injured due to you being reckless

•You would call him a hypocrite but he'd just say he's stronger so sucks on you, he's got the power to back him up.

•Power scale would be a special grade curse like him but weaker

• Tsundere Sukuna and you getting spoiled by him. It's the 2 people against the world situation and both of you are each others halves.

• Brother!.... H-he said lots of mean stuff to me, but I-I was, tr-trying so hard to eat lots of people to be strong." You crying and throwing a tantrum.

• Sukuna is so pissed his dumb little sibling is being bullied by random sorcerers. ( by random he means grade 1 or special grade jujutsu users :)

•"Stop crying, I'll kill them all for you okay?." Getting rid of the pesky insects, he quickly took you in his arms and coaxed that you'll be stronger than that shitty sorcerer in no time.

•He talks to you about what happened while he carries you back home.

•Future you and Sukuna are menaces to society, you're not sealed but you're probably living the dream vacation life.

Nanami Kento

• Nanami oh Nanami

• He can't even begin to understand how this happened, You? With blood on your clothes and a literal hole in your chest?

• Nanami would just go berserk at the person or curse who hurt you, his adrenaline so high nothing matters anymore.

"How-how did I let this happen?No, no no no, this must be a mistake." His hands were shaky and his words repeated as he held your hands.

He buried his face on your blooded body as he wept and cried his heart out.

"Nii-san? what's happening?" you mumble as you see Nanami slowly raising his head.

He would just say everything's all right, and stay there for a few more seconds just to confirm that your heart was indeed beating.

•This incident will finally allow him to train and enroll you in Jujutsu Tokyo High so that you'll be able to defend yourself from stronger enemies.

• He forbid you from coming into contact with the sorcerer world.

•But thus made him think than even if you weren't in it, you could still encounter curses so might as well have the power to defeat them.

If you want to see more characters added, give me a request.👏

Btw, Gojo said he will hollow purple your ass if you don't give this a cute little heart😍

#jujustu kaisen #jjk nanami #nanami kento #choso kamo #jjk gojo #jujutsu sorcerer #sukuna #ryomen sukuna #headcanon

[kooktrash]

hi :D ty for doing spooky requests.

can i request something like: witch!reader x jungkook.

reader is very obsesses with jungkook.

but jungkook is s1 else’s boyfriend. and that s1 is s1 reader wouldn’t want to mess with. (you can ignore this btw)

but still reader couldn’t let go of her little crush on jk. (she would if she could). so reader decided to just admire/watching him from afar silently instead.

and everyday reader would sitting on the tallest branch of tree and watching jungkook doing his works silently. example: shirtless!jungkook chopping off woods. 😏 (they’re living in the wood)

you can decide the ending for them.

i hope u have a good day! 🫶

I’m gonna do it as a list cuzzzz why not. also I wasn’t sure which route to take so I just did a little fluff???? it COULDVE been more yandere but listen 😭 it just ended up being fluff

little witch | jeon jungkook drabble

okay but think about small village in the woods au where Jungkook is like the town’s golden child. he’s nice, good looking, helpful… the list literally goes on

it’s no surprise that you fell for him early on, since you were a child. he was just so sweet and his smile was gorgeous and his voice so melodic. everyone had a crush on him but you definitely took it too far. it wasn’t your fault that he was so unapproachable that you had to admire from afar.

sure, he was always nice when he’d see you somewhere in the small farmer’s market filling your woven baskets with goods. he always said hello when the two of you would find yourselves walking in the same direction

he’s only unapproachable because of her. Her who has been Jungkook’s closest friend for a long time, always trailing after him, always latching on his arm. probably the one started the rumors that they would wed.

still, you couldn’t stop your little crush on him. you just had to keep your distance considering she had no problem confronting anybody who got too close to him. like today; you’ve managed to keep good distance from him. you haven’t seen her but maybe that’s bc you’ve been hiding in a tree

your spying tactics have def escalated lately, more bizarre since you’ve been avoiding seeing him in the market. and the look today was amazing. a shirtless Jungkook cutting lumber in what he could call his backyard. in reality it was just a neck in the woods only a few yards away from his cabin and yours too

you had only been watching him for thirty minutes but you swear you’re not a creep. you were doing a little sketch and it just so happened to be about him. you had just finished adding shade to his backside when you heard her voice.

“Jungkookie! Why don’t you take a break? I’ve just picked some fresh strawberries.”

well that just ruined your day. if she catches you up here she’ll just tease you about something and embarras you

crazy enough, this was not the first time you’ve hidden somewhere to watch him. sometimes you’d be around a corner in the market watching him take lumber to some of the elders who couldn’t cut any. sometimes he’d offer bread to a stray child or show them magic tricks like a coin behind the ear

unlike you he was praised for everything he did. you were merely called a witch even tho you didn’t think you were. nobody trusted you or wanted to be around you so you didn’t have friends. the only nice one had been Jungkook

handsome and kind and unavailable jungkook who knocked on your cabin one stormy night much to your dismay. he was drenched in rain clutching something under his wool

“Y/n, sorry to disturb you I know it’s late but I need your help”

you hadn’t even known what to say, he had never come to you door, you had no clue he knew you lived next to him

you didn’t say anything caught completely off guard. even in rain he looked good, still kind and pretty smile. you moved to the side letting him in and suddenly all the hanging herbs and spices in jars seemed ridiculous. the black cat sleeping on a book and the cauldron tucked away in the fireplace seemed bizarre.

he was nervous too mostly bc you were so quiet. “so… i heard you can help with injuries? i accidentally hurt myself earlier and—“ he lifted his shirt, a gash down his torso not deep but long

you bit your lip, well this was an excuse to stare. but still. you had a feeling any second she would barge in here and tell him you’re a freak. you left him for a second going to the kitchen opening up a jar. his nose scrunched at the smell but he tried not to say anything

“w-whats that?” he couldn’t help but ask when you crushed some dried berries and mixed it with what was in the jar. it was a dark green color, “swamp mud, helps with scratches”

“s-swamp mud?” he asked before wincing arrival the first cold touch of the paste. his muscles tensed like the skin around the cut was burning but you told him to leave it on for a few more minutes

he’s always known you. a sweet and shy person who kept to themselves and often times he found himself wanting to greet you. just let you know that you could always talk to him but you never do.

of course she always tries to tell him you’re a witch and a freak but he doesn’t believe it to bad. if she knew he came tonight she’d be missed but it was his decision. he knew if anyone could do something about the gash it was you, a healer

he watched you back away from him, tucking yourself into the window seat as the rain hit the windows harshly. the black cat coming by to curl around his foot while he felt embarrassing bare in front of you. you just seemed so innocent and gentle, he felt bad for the way the town treated you.

“what’s her name?” he asked about the cat. “salem and they go by he”

he smiled a little, the cat goes by he. before he could ask another question you were leaving to the kitchen again. a bucket of water and a rag in your hands as you pulled a stool in front of him

at this proximity he was able to get a good look at you. he hadn’t known minutes passed instead of seconds. he sees you sometimes in the market but you always keep your distance. usually he’s the one who has to stop with a hello and even then you don’t always talk. whenever he’s with her you don’t even look his way but in truth nobody does. why? he’s not sure but every now and then when he catches you in the woods smiling down at a bunny or bird it makes him smile. she always tries to tell him you’re a freak and stalker but he doesn’t believe that.

“does it hurt?” “huh?” “the cut” “oh, uh a little?”

actually not at all but he didn’t think when he responded. “alright, we’ll give it another minute or two.” he nodded wondering why he said it still hurt but he pushed the thought aside. instead he thought about your soft scent of rosemary and elderberry. up close he can tell you’re very pretty. well, he always thought you were pretty but right now it was different. he used to think you were cute with the shy smiles and soft voice but up close he can tell you’re just naturally pretty

she always tell him you’re obsessed with him. that you’re a freak who watches him in the woods. you’re just a loser with no friends. but he never listens, he has seen you in the woods before sketching in some book but he thinks it’s sweet. anytime he’d be cutting lumber and he’d catch you up on some tree branch sketching away he wouldn’t say anything. he didn’t want to scare you away but he always wondered what it is you sketched

after some time you didn’t ask him again if it hurt but if you would have he would’ve lied again. instead you dipped the rag into the warm water and began to wash away the dried paste. he prepared himself for the pain but there was none so instead he watched you

“there.” “what?” “it’s healed.” “oh” why was he disappointed? you left him to go back to the kitchen and as he looked down the gash had turned into scarred tissue but healed. you came back out with a little jar of the paste, “put this on before bed and soon the scar will fade.”

you sent him on his way before he could even say thank you and he was back in the rain with a jar in hand

the next time you saw him it was in the woods again. you were down by the swamp collecting more mud, unaware of Jungkook passing by with her. he stopped the second he found you crouched down on the floor, the end of your dressed costed in dirt and grass. she pulled in his arm, “let’s go to the market for some bread. hurry before y/n sees u—“

“y/n!” he left her there cutting through the meadow to the thicker marsh side. you looked up seeing him there before looking behind him where she stood glaring. immediately you got up turning to leave before she confronted you about Jungkook talking to you

he visibly frowned watching you walk away. “Jungkook just leave the witch alone. she’s a fre—Jungkook!” and he’s running after you calling your name but he couldn’t find you anymore. hw turned to her, “don’t talk about y/n like that anymore. she is sweet and kind”

you stayed in your cabin for a couple days. just enough time for Jungkook and her to stop looking for you. the other day by the swamp he probably told her how you helped him and was ready to chew you out for it. so you avoided them both. you haven’t even gone to watch him cut lumber but it was for the better. your obsession with him would turn into something more and you can’t dream about something you can’t have.

Jungkook knew your shy nature though and even if he didn’t see you out of the cabin in a couple days he had a feeling it had something to do with his friend. you must’ve heard her call you mean names and it scared you of. he didn’t want to scare you off. he wanted the opposite actually. so what did he do? he went out into the meadow where he could pick some herbs out for you. he had a feeling you weren’t into flowers or sweets so maybe he could try and coax you with things he knows you’ll like

so what happened? little jars of spices, rosemary, thyme, lavender, even that healing swamp mud, all packed nicely for you. set in front of your door everyday with the little notes here and there

it was ironic actually. you used to watch and obsess over him and now he’s the one watching and obsessing over you. making sure to be as loud and obvious as possible when he passed by your cabin or in the market he’d follow after you. he’d cut more lumber than necessary as an excuse to drop it off at people’s doorsteps, making sure to knock when he got to yours. the kind little witch who used to obsess over him was now his own growing obsession.

#kpop #jeon jungkook #kooktrash requests #soooky season #bts #jungkook request #jungkook drabble #jungkook fluff

[x-authorship-x]

Have some thoughts I've had about squad two bc they never leave my mind

- Shisui, being Yamanaka raised, has flower language memorized- probably even knows some special meanings that most don't. Of course he ends up talking about it with Tenzo as something they can bond over which winds up with the whole squad knowing. Whether or not that was a good idea was questioned when Genma almost ruined a girl's life with sheer humiliation when he laughed loudly when he saw what flowers she was trying to give to Raidou...safe to say they didn't mean what she think they did.

- Kakashi does have more comfortable clothes, such as large hoodies and sweatpants, instead of just versions of the uniform he tends to wear. It's not that he isn't comfortable wearing them, it's just that they tend to somehow disappear a lot. Digging them back out of Genma and Shisui's closets is just too much effort- it totally doesn't please the pack animal part of his brain, what are you talking about?

- The squad has, on multiple occasions, broken into each other's houses and dorms. Most of the time it's because someone's place is closer and they're tired/drunk/etc or it's one of those nights where it's hard to sleep without the comforting knowledge of someone trusted nearby. There are times, especially after bad missions, they all pile up in one dorm to sleep. After the the worst, Kakashi's summons join the group to both comfort and guard the tired squad. It's during these times Shisui often finds himself under a literal dog pile because he runs warm.

- Shisui has picked up on crow habits that the squad finds somewhat amusing and kind of endearing. He sometimes bounces on his feet, moving his weight from one foot to the other like a crow hoping around. He often quick small snacks, such as fruit and nuts (from years of the crows making sure he ate something when he was younger), and doesn't really seem to be picky at all- but has a bad habit of of picking stuff off of other's plates. He also tends to watch his surroundings when others eat around him- mimicking the behavior of crows having a guard while the rest forage. He has a tendency to dive bomb people, both in fights and showing affection. He is quick to fix up little things, like pulling leaves and twigs out of someone's hair and straightening up clothes. It's not unusual to see him perching- on the highest seat, the counter, the back of the couch, on the widow sill, on the roof, in a tree, etc. He has a habit of making noises he doesn't realize he's making, only really when he feels safe, such as clicks and whistles- the squad has even figured out and memorized what some mean. Of course, they still haven't let him live down the fact the crows sometimes weave feathers into his hair.

We are so blessed that you shared these thoughts ❤️✨(and I am sooooooo pleased that you've thought of my fic like this!)

I'll do this by bulletpoint

Shisui... He probably DOES know the flower language already, if not as... Artistically and naturally as a Yamanaka, he's got a good memory and he's been around them all for so long, but I do feel like... Yamanaka Shisui would have some really beautiful freehand floral tattoos, the kind without black outlines and that look like traditional ink paintings? Urghhh my feels... Also yes Raidou is absolutely the one in the Squad who gets flowers haha

I absolutely love the idea of Kakashi being a big guy (Sakumo was a total brick shithouse, you can't tell me otherwise) but in that way where it's a broad frame and wiry muscle and not a lot between, he's got terrible posture and he's all knobbly knuckles and lightning scars and 🤌🤌🤌 he buys everything massively oversized so it's doubly too-big on the Squad... Perfect cuddle... And with Kakashi's sensory sensitivity... He just so happens to only steal his clothes back when the scents of his pack squad have thoroughly saturated them ✨

The squad absolutely take 'whats mine is yours' to the extreme. Locks are affectionate challenges, not serious. The only one who has any actual privacy is Raidou, regarding his old room at his parents' house because NOONE is risking socialising with civilians like that haha (Shisui's room at the Yamanaka house is similar, except Shisui is also totally in denial that it IS his room). Sometimes they will all have the same idea to collapse in the same bed only to find the others there already; it's tradition to collapse on top of the nearest body as heavily as possible. If you're filthy, even better.

Anon, you KNOW I'm a pathetic little melted puddle for Shisui mannerisms.... He preens the squad... HE PREENS THE SQUAD 😭❤️‍🔥on the flip-side, Shisui never lived it down when, mid-argument with Kakashi, he automatically puffed up and made Akira's 'punctured accordion' wheeze 🤣

Thanks for sharing this little brain-fluff-bunnies!!! They really made my week~

#torship #torship talks #squad two #hope au #world building #shisui #kakashi #tenzo #raidou #genma #udb #until dawn breaks #not #no tomorrow #ask #anon

[charmixpower]

So I've been thinking about that time loop au and nfksjdd

Ok so the obvious way this would go down is that the Winx, at the end of season 4, wake up back at the start of the show

Bloom is really confused as to why Mike and Vanessa bought her the same bike?? And then Stella falls in, in her intro outfit, and they're like "Wait. What day is it?" And they both realize they've gone back in time

Aisha, waking up in her old bed room to her nanny lecturing her about all the rules about sleeping and waking up shes not following: OH FUCK NO

Aisha, calling Stella after she jumped out of the window: Pick me up

Stella: I'll pass off Aisha as my friend, and I'll just tell Griselda that I found a fairy on earth. What the fuck is she going to do? Let the last earth fairy flounder

Bloom: oh my god are we just gonna have to let Faragona lie to us

Aisha, vibrating in her seat: I get to be included on the early stuff

Tecna, Flora and Musa are already in the dorm room like GUYS WHAT THE FUCK

and the princess trio is like WE KNOW

Tecna: does this mean we have the upper hand over the Trix???

Musa: oh god, pre-therepy Riven

Flora: we have to re take all our classes

Stella: We! Are! In! Hell!

I like to imagine they're still in their magic winx form just so they can bitch about it bdnsns and complain

The Trix are technically stronger than them because the Winx are in their weakest form, but the Winx have years of experience fighting them so it's weirdly even

Stormy: something fuck-y is going on with thes girls

Icy: Darcy, figure it out

Darcy: Fine

Later, when Darcy is trying to sneak into their dorm

Musa: BEEP BEEP BITCH, I CAN HEAR YOU

Flora: what about Roxy

Bloom: oh my god, what about Roxy

Anyways it's just the girls being unhinged during s1

The Trix probably still manage to steal Bloom's power and they're all very grumpy about it

And then they try to warn everyone during s2 and NO ONE LISTENS, Rip

The Winx:

Avalon:

The Winx: Don't you try to double back, I already despise you

Bloom: wait, how the fuck are we going to achieve Charmix

Musa: *screams into a pillow*

Dark Bloom wouldn't happen. S2 would be a fucking mess

Musa still gets her consert

Stella, Bloom and Aisha conspire to stop the downland plot

Bloom: we're still gonna fuck with Mitzi, right?

Musa: yeah obviously

Griffin would be so dumbstuck during twinning witches bc they act like a well oiled machine

There's not much they can do about Valtor, they just have to suffer though season 3

Stella, grabbing Chimera: Never talk to me or my little sister ever again

Aisha is grinding her teeth at the state of Andros but can't do much, but she does grab Nabu early on into the season

Nabu is all like ⁄(⁄ ⁄•⁄-⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄ bc the coolest fairy he's ever met is suddenly hitting on him and what deity's favor did he happen to garner

Stella doesn't get turned into a monster at her princess ball by Cassandra, anything that ruins my sister au will be changed no exceptions, bc Stella was expecting it

Enchantix is gained different but still gained bc these girls don't know what self preservation is

Fighting Valtor is easier because they know what he's gonna do next, but still hard bc Valtor

But since they already know about the water stars and aren't gonna believe Valtor's bullshit, after they all get Enchantix they nearly murder him and he gets away in his true form gravely injured in panic mode

S4 is so easy however bc they just grab Roxy, get the Believix powers, don't free the earth faries until after they've kicked the wizards back to where they belong and then deal with the earth faries

Nabu is closely guarded at this time, he is very confused, but appreciates that every one seems to care about him so much

And then what ever caused the loop doesn't happen again and everything is a-ok dksndjsjd

I'm also thinking about Riven getting to naturally go though a redemption arc with out Darcy setting him back and pushing him forward

Everyone keeps mixing up Sky and Brandon's names, and Brandon knows they know but doesn't know how

Bloom meets up with Diaspro instead of fighting her, and that plot point gets so much weirder

Bloom: btw I'm gonna free you from your abusive parents

Diaspro: um?????

They'd be so happy when they get Enchantix back, bc they'd feel so squished in magic Winx and Charmix

During the first movie when Riven starts acting weird, Aisha just puts him in a bubble bc Musa will not be getting stabbed again

They speed run that too jngkwkekem

This is all very amusing to me

#winx club #rus chatters #winx au

[bluiex]

Hi Bluie! I'm totally not ignoring my WIPs, what are you talking about? Anyway, I had this idea from a while ago about Scar panicking whenever someone discovered his plushie, Jellie, and I was gonna mae it a 5+1 thing. So, here's the first part bc I can sharing it and do whatever I want.

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The first time someone discovered Jellie, Scar was still learning about how different everything was to that wretched world. Learning that he could talk as loud as he’d like. Learning that everyone wanted to protect each other and no one would be left behind. 

Unfortunately, zombies still existed in this world, but resembled in no way shape or form to those he had escaped from so many times and shot for his survival. He needed to kill and do his own food instead of foraging in abandoned buildings for cans of beans or a protein bar—if he was lucky. Builds here were almost never empty, full of life, full of people who were always happy to see him. 

It was overwhelming at first. Having everyone’s attention to him when he was used to none. Having people acknowledging him, touching him, entering his space when he was used to the longing of someone (he never knew who, though), used to the cold touch of the zombies that managed to get close to him. The only warm touch he would have was the fire and sometimes Jellie, if his body temperature transferred to her fur. 

No one was supposed to find her. After years of never staying in the same place for longer than he needed and always hiding his supplies from curious animals and zombies, he was so sure he had hid her well. 

It was one of the first things he found distressing when living with other people. Don’t get him wrong, he loved when Ren told him about his build while Scar was busy making the roads, when Cub just barged in his home to complain about a redstone contraption gone wrong, when Stress would bring him some of her bake goods and then brag about the lack of colors in the blocks they have, when Iskall would try to make him laugh by delivering the worst jokes he’d ever heard (not that he had a point of reference), but having to be with them all the time? There were some days he felt like he was wearing a mask when talking to them, or would get slightly irritated when someone came in uninvited or expect him to engage in a conversation he didn’t want to be a part of in the first place. 

Not to mention some of them liked to touch other people’s stuff. Everyone seemed to do it, so Scar brushed it off, but he always made sure to hide anything he didn’t want people to touch or pick up. Someone finding Jellie wasn’t supposed to happen then.

Yet, here they were, staring at each other.

Scar’s immediate thoughts were “hide her, kill him, take it away from him, get her, get her, get her”, shoulders tense, nails digging in his palms and heart racing. He could only focus on Jellie, not even on the person holding her. All he saw was the iconic gray beard. 

He was inspecting Jellie, touching her fur, checking the sewing marks on her ear, on her back, on one of her legs. Scar tried to stop himself from pouncing at him and strangling him. He knew better than that. Everyone touched everyone’s possessions. It was his fault for not hiding her better, his fault for letting his guard down, his fault for trusting himself over this important and precious task. If he had just left her in her hiding spot instead of taking her to sleep with him every night, none of this would’ve happened.

Scar swallowed the lump in his throat, breathed in and turned his head slightly to the person manhandling his Jellie. 

“Cub,” he warned, wincing internally at how chocked up his voice sounded. Cub finally looked at him, a tilt to his head. “Let her go.”

Cub frowned at that, looking between Jellie and Scar. Scar clenched his jaw and knew he was straining his legs with how tense he was, but Jellie was in danger, anything could happen to her and Scar didn’t have his gun, void, where did he put his gun?

Cub placed Jellie back on his bed, raising his hands in surrender. 

“Sorry man,” he muttered, “I should’ve asked you first.”

Scar’s body slumped, leaning on the table he used to make his plans, breathing again. 

“Hey, are you okay?” Cub asked and Scar saw him approaching in the corner of his eye.

He raised a hand to stop him. 

“I’m fine. Nothing wrong here.” He shot him a smile, careful to only look at the wall behind Cub. “Just tired from all that mining,” he waved him off, lying through his teeth.

Cub quirked an eyebrow, but didn’t move. He was between Scar and Jellie. Jellie might not be in his hands anymore, but Scar couldn’t stop the way his heart almost leaped out of his throat. An obstacle between him and his precious Jellie. 

“Do you need something to help?” Cub asked. Why couldn’t he just leave Scar alone so he could hide Jellie, to not let anyone discover her again, to protect her from everyone?

“I appreciate the offer, but I’ll be just fine. I was able to survive on my own for a long time, after all.”

Scar grinned, hoping Cub would just leave already. Cub winced at his words though, and let out a sigh. 

“If you say so.”And he finally, finally, left the room. Scar waited until he could hear his front door slam shut before rushing to Jellie, crushing her to his chest and holding her tight, letting silent tears running down his cheeks, holding in his sobs. Who knew what terrible creature would harm them again?

-- bloop anon (the dialog sounds a bit funky, not used to write cub, so, this is just a sorta first draft, but anyway, i am very normal about tcd scar)

WAAAAH MY HEART QOQ I love tcd Scar going to hc.. And then with his jellie plush he is so so protective over.. This is so good bloop. You wrote Cub perfectly I think!

#bluie gets an ask poggers #long post