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juneberrie · 3 months

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DATING APPLEJACK !

request || equestria girls!apple jack x fem!reader

author's note: everyone say thank you to mars for encouraging my delusions & to the person who requested this. also ive been picturing her the way @/cloiiiiii on tiktok draws her so like yeah

ⓘ word count : 0.8k || applejack masterlist

probably didn't realize she liked you until someone (rarity) told her

"what? no way, i don't like-" and then the "HOLY SHIT I DO LIKE HER!"

she was the last to know

rainbow and rarity have to give her advice on asking you out (rarity's is serious and helpful, dash's is just "ask her out dumbass")

probably asked you out with flowers.

"so uh– i was wondering' if you'd, uh, y'know, wanna go out with me sometime? it's fine if not– y'know what, nevermind its stupi–"

she's so nervous!!!

anyways onto the actual dating hcs

she was the one to say i love you first

you guys were probably taking a walk or something and you were talking and she'll like smile at you really lovingly and go "i love you, y'know"

calls you really cheesy nicknames — sugar, sugar cube, pretty girl, my girl, princess, angel, darlin', missy, sweetheart, sweet pea, honey, etc etc

would take you on the cutest dates!!!

sunsets, picnics, apple picking (duh), late night drives

if u like shopping then she's def the kind of girl who'll hold all your bags

she'll also walk you to all your classes / walk you home

also!!! kind of gf who won't leave u alone in public. like if you guys go out she WILL stay with you at all times cause yk 😕

she's such a sweetheart

will open doors for you and get offended if you try to do ANYTHING yourself

SHE WAS RAISED RIGHT 🗣

can and will give you her clothes to wear. PLEAAASE wear her flannels/shirts around her she will lose her mind

"well, darlin', don't you look nice?" whenever u get dressed up

she either gets flustered really easily or she doesnt

pls imagine her in like. a white tank and jeans and cowboy boots

1 million dead 4923 injured

her voice in the morning >>>>>

it has a little rasp and her accent is like ten times thicker and just ugh

she's jacked btw. apple jacked.

she grew up up a farm like what'd u expect

anyways imagine needing to get smth off a shelf or something and she just comes up behind you and reaches to grab the thing and her arms ohmygod

love languages are definitely acts of service & quality time

CONSTANTLY doing little things for you

holding open the door, getting you flowers every week, randomly cleaning your room when she's at your house, filling up ur drink, ordering for you, etc

such a "my girl" kind of gf

"attagirl" "my girl" "pretty girl" "sweet girl"

randomly gives u compliments

also!! i don't see her as the kind of gf who comments under ur insta posts but she's def the kind who'll post them on her story

she's not a very social media person in general, but any post she does make is probably of you

would def write you a sappy letter on your anniversary/valentines/christmas/new years/your birthday

basically any chance she gets she'll write u a long, sappy letter telling you how much she appreciates you and loves you and yap yap yap

i don't see her as a person who wears much jewelry, but i can definitely see her having a locket with your picture in it, or some kind of matching bracelet

randomly starts yapping about you to the girls

"she's so sweet and i love her an–" "SHUT UP WE GET IT." "dang okay"

they're your biggest fans!!!

pinkie probably made a fan account on insta thats just her posting cute pictures of you guys

rarity helps applejack plan dates and shit

dash playfully flirts with you any chance she gets because she finds it hilarious when aj glares at her

speaking of that, i can't see her being someone who gets jealous super super easily?

like, i can definitely see her sidling up beside you, putting an arm around your waist, and glaring at the person who's flirting with you

"who's this, darlin'?"

she has an rbf so if you're really sunshine-y you guys look ridiculous tg

scary guard dog gf!!!!

such an early riser but if you ask her to stay in bed with you she'll be so dramatic about it (she'll sigh and be like "alright, alright, but just this once" <- its happened multiple times)

apple bloom adores you!!! she'll randomly barge into aj's room to talk to you (aj thinks its cute how much she likes you but she does NOT appreciate her sister's interruption)

100% your biggest supporter

if you do theatre or choir or orchestra, she'll show up to EVERY. SINGLE. PERFORMANCE. you will ever have

if you do sports, trust she'll be at all your games yelling her head off and holding a big ass sign

she's really good at cooking so she'll learn how to make your favorite dishes!!! this also means you guys have cute little dinners at home a lot <3

#mlp x reader #my little pony x reader #equestria girls x reader #mlp eg #applejack x reader #apple jack x reader #mlp applejack #liz’s writing ♡

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vaguesxrrow · 16 days

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more charles rowland plsssss?? maybe him with a short!alive!reader?

oh ABSOLUTELY ! i am both short and alive so this request made me very happy and i hope it's to your liking as well xx this took a bit longer than expected but thank you for your patience!

charles rowland/short!alive!reader

tags: gender neutral reader

- first thing we need to establish is that charles loves your height and the height difference between you two

- he doesnt like you BECAUSE of your height - he isnt the type to be picky about that - he just sees it as yet another cute benefit of dating you

- arm over your shoulder 24/7, and when he's trying to (affectionately) annoy you it's over your head

- this is also a perk because it doesnt look like you're holding an invisible hand out in public

- but when you two are talking and walking and charles is hanging on to every word you're saying, he may bump into someone and there is the chance they'll think it was you (oops)

- when you hiss at him to 'watch where he's going', he'll apologise, but also, "but i only have eyes for you, it's not my fault i don't notice anyone else."

- he enjoys hearing you talk about modern film or books or celebrities

- the above scenario could definitely occur if he's very invested in your retelling of the show you're currently watching and forgets to notice who's passing by

- ooh and he likes watching modern shows with you cause he wants to keep up with the times and hang out with you

- he'll also link arms with you xx

- charles likes to pick you up

- okay most of the time it just happens unintentionally, if he's hugging you in relief after a dangerous case

- but when he IS aware of it he'll gently pick you up and spin you around

- or, alternatively, if you need something that's high up

- of course he'll always get anything you ask for on the top shelf (and demand a thank you kiss ofc)

- but sometimes it's out of both of your reach so teamwork is needed, and he'll pick you up to get it

- you: "charles, go higher to the right,"

- charles: "your right or my right?"

- you have the same right. if that wasnt obvious.

- imagine: you hitting him on the head for that comment, and he stumbles, which sends you off balance as well and both of you fall

- he's very chivalrous though so he breaks your fall and lets you land on top of him xx

- backtracking to the picking you up thing, charles will also lift you up to kiss you, even if only a bit is needed because let's be real this boy is a romantic

- one thing he WONT do is hold things up high out of your reach because he thinks it's mean, even though you know he would never try to hurt you on purpose

- he likes hugging you and then resting his chin on your head

- hands at the back of your neck, cradling your face when you two are talking

#charles rowland/you #charles rowland x you #charles rowland/reader #charles rowland x reader #charles rowland #dead boy detectives headcanons #dead boy detectives x reader #dead boy detectives #dbd

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sstrwbrryccke · 4 months

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uhm... so basically this post was originally an ask but tumblr deleted it...😭 ANYWAYS! the original ask was from @soobinsonly1bf and the prompt was one-sided window sex! (thank u em ur my saviour…)

— exposed | sub choi soobin

tags: window sex, public fondling, lingerie, handjob (soob receiving), amab reader (no pronouns, only genitalia), anal sex, perv soob, exhibitionism

“i’ll be relying on you! thank you!” the faint voice of your friend blares on the other end before you hang up. an overseas venture of one of your good friends had suddenly left you in charge of their clothing store. it was flattering that they thought you were responsible enough to look after their shop, but it also meant you had to take a few days off your calendar just to monitor the store.

first things first, you should check up on the shop and make sure everything’s in place, good thing the store’s closed today, otherwise you might be rushing around already. the clothing store was situated in the middle of a very busy shopping centre, with many bustling shoppers roaming around.

light fixture, check, working ventilation, check, air conditioning, check, needy boyfriend spamming your dms? not check.

you rolled your eyes in amusement as your dms lit up for the fifth time. what a clingy man he was. you text back and you could almost hear his whining from behind the screen.

‘where are you?’

‘my friends store, remember’

‘can i come’

the text flashed up in the dim store and you took a second to consider if it was a good idea or not to bring your oversized baby over to the store. actually whatever, bringing your boyfriend over was always a good idea because he was your boyfriend!

‘im sharing my location’

it doesnt take long until you see the tall figure of your boyfriend peeking out from the locked door, he sticks his face right up to the glass door, his eyes squinting as if trying to see into the dark store. you surprise him by opening the door, causing him to nearly trip forward. thankfully catching himself just before he embarrassed himself not only in front of you but also the other shoppers.

“what are you doing? you’re so goofy.” you close and lock the door again when he comes in, he looks around the store, in awe.

“woah, all the windows are one-sided.”

you shrug, some stores were just like that. you didn’t pay it any mind as you continued to do your check-up on the store. soobin did his mini check-up on the store too, which was really just him roaming around and browsing the racks of clothing.

“they have lingerie.”

his voice rang out from the other side of the store, and at first you just roll your eyes at him. what a pervert, of course the first thing he does is oogle at the store’s extensive collection of sexy clothing.

“what? you wanna try it on?” you just joke without a thought, hands busy setting up a shelf of socks. when there was no reply for a while, you take a concerned glance over his direction, only to see him intensely staring at a white lacy panty. blush on his cheeks.

he didn’t even notice you making your way to his direction, until you were right in front of him, he seems to startle back to life— shoving the panty roughly back into the rack— failing miserably as the clothing misses and falls flat to the floor. he looks guilty and embarrassed, a sheepish smile on his face, eyes wide.

you slowly pick up the item. holding it up and observing it, before your eyes rake up his body and to his eyes.

“put it on.”

his breath hitches at your change of tone, eyes glancing down to the lingerie and then at you. you beckon the item closer until he takes it into his shaky hands, stepping back, towards the changing room—

“no, here. put it on here.”

you stop him, finger pointing at where you stood. he nervously shuffles, glancing repeatedly down at the panty and then at you.

“we’re… in public” he stammers, you turn your head to the large window expanse, just outside was a bustling crowd of shoppers, some taking a look at the closed store. their laughter and chatting muffled.

“it’s one-sided, remember. give them a show.”

you smirk at him, and he gulps down his nervousness. slowly, a tenacious hand comes up and he unbuttons his shirt. his eyes keeps shifting up to your gaze, and then the window as he exposed his chest. then came his pants, when he lowered down to his boxers, you whistled. he was hard, precum wetting the fabric and outlining the clear figure of his cock. he shyly kicks his remaining pants off, it takes a little more mental preparation before he makes progress on his boxers. your eyes eat his body up hungrily, devouring the way his lean body shifted, nervous sweat running down his chest. the way his exposed dick twitched as it hit the cool air. he slips on the lacy panty, precum immediately wetting the fabric.

“i’m done.” he nervously mumbled, feeling more exposed with the panty on. you lick your lips habitually, hands coming up to stroke his sides. you take him by the waist, pressing his back to your chest as you walk him up to the window. he immediately freezes, shoulders bunched as his big eyes glance at the faces of each passerby. two high school girls had walked up and started to check themselves out in the window.

you could feel his fear as you fondle him through the fabric, his body was trembling, hands sweaty and stomach stiff. you lick a strip of his nape up to his ear. “look soobin, they’re staring at you.”

a low whimper trembles out from his lips, and his legs nearly give out under him if it werent for you holding him up. you stroke up from his chest down to his stomach and navel, playing with the band of his panty. causing his whole body to shiver.

snap.

he jolts, breath quickening when he realises one of the girls had taken a photo. your hand shoves down into his underwear and grasps his cock, the other hand sliding behind and playing with the rim of his hole, sliding a finger in and you realise he was already loose. he moans out loudly this time, before quickly biting his lips in realisation, they couldn’t see, but it didn’t mean they couldn’t hear.

“did you already prepare yourself?”

you raise an eyebrow, he nods.

“what a slut. did you come here expecting something?”

he nods again, biting down on his lips. you undo your belt, letting your hard cock slap onto his back. he glances behind to look at you with desperate eyes, your hand slips away from his hole, coming up to move his head back to the front, forcing him to look at the innocent faces of the two girls while he commits this sinful act. another moan slips out when you start to languidly stroke his cock, your thumb and index finger kneading at his pink nipple.

another snap.

this time the two girls aimed it lower, as if they were photographing soobin’s exposed cock. his gaze travels down on his body and the view was downright sinful. your long fingers grasped at his cock, playing with his length while the other tweaked at his nipple. you slip your length into his hole, fitting snugly. he jerks, pressing his ass back into your length, desperately rutting against you. he looks down again and eyes the red head of his cock, contrasting with the white panty, while just above it was two innocent friends enjoying their day out, having no idea what devious act was being committed right in front of their eyes. his breath hitches and his stomach clenches.

without warning you start to thrust in and out of him, he moans as his grip on the glass slips, relying on you to keep him upright. you pull him so his back was flush with your chest, before suddenly hoisting his legs and holding him up by his thighs, his knees leaned on the glass, forcing him to spread wide apart, hard cock flopping up and down with the motion. his crotch was right by the camera of their phone, and he shivers at the thought of the capabilities of the apple camera, if just by chance, the phone captures something out of the ordinary behind the glass. would they recognize him? his abdomen tightens.

“coming! please i’m coming!” he couldn’t help the intensity in his breathy voice and you speed up your pace, your fingers digging into his thighs, and for a moment the only thing you could hear in the store was the wet slapping of skin and the breathy cute moans of soobin. “are you going to come in front of everyone soobin?”

he groans lowly, ass squeezing hard on your cock as he comes onto the window. you come soon after, groaning as the warm substance fills his stomach and encases your dick. the two girls giggle to each other, talking about who knows what before they walked away. he gasps out, legs still trembling at his intense orgasm, mind fucked out as you pull out, dragging him away from the window. his tall figure slumped over yours as you situate him onto a chair. you take some nearby tissues, wiping yourself and him to the best of your ability.

“oh my god…” he breathes out after a bit. you help him slip off the item of lingerie, you’ll apologise to your friend later… for now you’ll buy this underwear, he did look awfully pretty in it. you just chuckle at him, a knowing smile.

“good?”

“amazing.” he looked like he meant it very much.

“great, because you better clean that window up.”

he jumps up, taking a cleaning cloth- “with! your clothes on” you interrupt him, chuckling at his sheepish smile as he quickly step into his pants and shirt.

“what should we do with that panty?”

“wanna put it back on?”

“no!- well, not now!”

“so that’s a maybe?”

he gives you a sneaky look. such a perverted guy, you thought.

“maybe.”

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morgana-ren · 5 months

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something i wonder about for not ascended astarion. he spent those 200 years just eating rats and whatever cazador let him, he had to survive. and its not that he doesnt like being a vampire right? but he was surviving and suddenly with the tadpoles he has a lot less restrictions and abusive oversight.

once cazador is dead, i wonder how his bad days go remembering all that. how he handles dealing with what he is for the rest of eternity, since i doubt he had enough time to address trauma while it was happening. if he has any issues with drinking from people kind of like how he has issues with sleeping with others.

but maybe not since cazador wouldnt let him before and tav/companions are the first he drinks from, and not against his will. i dunno, just something i think about and wanna hug him over lol. sorry for the ramble

My guess? The same way we all live with trauma. In the way that, during the day, you are alive and you are breathing and you focus on the sun shining. You focus on the light in front of you, and not the memories flashing behind your eyes. You keep your claws away from your skin, and your mind from straying into the dark that waits, inky and twisting and sick, around every corner. Every scent. Every sight. You focus. You keep busy. You live, because it is all you can do. Your grief is a living thing that breathes and follows you, but it is polite and will sometimes stay quiet when there are other people speaking.

You do not think about the crisis that will come when night falls and all is quiet. You do not think about the taste of blood being so foreign even as you've needed it for years. About the things only your pillow knows. About the nightmares that will plague you, and the memories that etch themselves onto your soul like stone, and the way you still flinch at footsteps and voices. About the body that, even as it is yours, you cannot fully control because when your heart races or your eyes strain or the panic flows through your veins like a poison, you still cannot control it and even as the pain has stopped, your body remembers. It will always remember.

You do not think about the demon that peeks its head in from the closet door of the past uninvited every night, no matter how many times you lock it. The demon with their face and their memory and their touch and their claws and scent and it feels real even as you once spit on their corpse.

But Astarion doesn't really get that, does he? There is no sun shining. There is not even living. There is a man who is dead because his life was taken from him. A man who does not even know his own face because it was also taken from him. A man who cannot look to the light and the sun because his autonomy was taken from him. There is a man who cannot feel warmth because he will die again, for real this time, and it is the second death that hurts the most. The death you choose. The death you deny yourself. Where you must weigh your options and decide what it is all worth and take inventory of your own hoarding brain-- hoarding memories and sensations and feelings that no longer have a place and a home and a shelf. Repugnant trash you do not want in your house. You want them gone. But where do you put them?

His body is laden with scars he cannot see, cannot come to peace with, cannot face, even if he wants to. Phantom pain that will ache forever because scars that deep cause tissue damage and you feel them when you move and you breathe and it rains. His body was not his own. He will struggle to remember it is his body now. His skin. His scars. His body. His life. His choice. Said over and over like a mantra. To remember. To keep remembering.

He will slink around his own house like a ghost sometimes. Quiet and subtle. Deliberate. Even as it is his home, old habits die hard. He will awaken to noises you can't hear. He will expect him. He won't meditate. He will have questions that no one can answer because he is of a monstrous and forsaken kind that took him and abandoned him and left him with the questions of a child in a skin suit. He will flinch at touch-- even gentle, consensual touch meant to soothe him-- before he will relax. And one time that relax will become a deep, horrible, wrenching sob. And it will keep happening because that dam gets harder to build every time.

He won't want to talk. Sometimes he will. There's no rhyme or reason. It's like the tides of a sea that he rides and even he cannot control. All he knows is he is looking for some kind of land. Any kind of shelter. Something in the storm. All he can do is follow the currents and hope you follow.

He will have mood swings. He will crave touch and yet be repulsed by it. You must be careful. He will have to learn autonomy and consent all over again, and have to learn his own consent because that voice in his head is still there that tells him it is not his own. He will have to wrestle with the switch in his head because there is a cage over it with a key that he keeps forgetting he has. He will come to believe once again that he is a burden. That this is not your fault, and it's not fair you be expected to deal with it. He will suck it up. He will lash out. He will break down. He will cycle. He will do as mortal men do, even as he is not mortal.

He will be irrational and angry. He will feel sorrow at it. He will not understand his own feelings because he is not used to them being his feelings. What he wanted never mattered. They were not his feelings to have. And now he has too fucking many of them and they are falling around him like fucking leaves and severing and cracking into a billion more complex feelings and it doesn't matter how you heap them, it just turns into a giant mushy pile of what do you want from me? while they pile and pile and pile and rot and decay around you.

And it builds and it builds and it builds and it fills your lungs like fetid fucking water until you cannot breathe and it seeps out of your eyes and your very pores and infects everything around you.

And he has eternity to hoard. To cope. To feel. To find a way to stuff skeletons in the closet and organize his own head and learn to live in it again. To find a comfortable place in his own skin. He has an eternity. Whether he wants it or not. Yet another aspect taken from him. The choice to be natural. To die side by side with your partner of old age and contentment. He will outlive them, or he will curse them. There is no middle. Every time he looks at you, he will see the outline of your skull, and the fragility of your form. He will watch as you grow old and surpass him. He becomes your boyfriend to your husband to your son to your grandson. He is as beautiful as the day you met him. He tells you that you are too.

The world moves around him. He watches it through red eyes, a crimson veil between him and life, seeing everything, but unmoving with it. It passes him by. He cannot touch it, not truly. He is a man in a monster in a coffin. His comfort items will decay. His clothes will fray. His ring will break. His life will go on. His coffin will fill with bones. Just never his.

It will haunt him and hurt him and stalk him until he faces it. Because he is dead, he will need to learn to live again. He will need to learn to feel warmth. To see the sun where there is none. To cherish the fleeting and lament the dying-- two luxuries he does not have.

He will need to learn to fit his body back on every night like a glove and relearn how to puppet it. Learn that it is his. That it is wholly under his control. That no one gets to touch it if he does not say so. That he does not have to touch anyone. That no one is entitled to him. That he is entitled to no one. That this is good and okay and his body is not a weapon or a gift to be threatened or given. It is his home where he lives, and no one is allowed inside if he does not want it. He does not need to give a reason. It is not a fleabag hotel; it is a home-- his. The world has sucked him dry. He is the vampire, but in his home, you do not get to come if you are not invited.

He will need to learn he is not a burden. That it is okay to be angry. That it is okay to be furious. That it is okay to feel sorrow so heart-wrenching it feels as if your unbeating heart is being carved out with a knife even as there is no one wielding it. It is okay to scream and cry and shout. It is okay to need support. It is okay to collapse even as you have it. It is okay to lean on those who love you. It is okay to turn to Tav and just need something. Love, support, a hug-- silence.

Most of all, he needs to mourn. He needs to mourn his own death. Mourn his tragedy. Mourn his parents and the life he lived. Mourn the man he was. Mourn all that life has dealt him. Mourn every ounce of time he lost. Even as the hourglass stopped moving, the sand is still in the bottom. He can still feel the weight of it. Still sift his hands through it and feel it slip through his fingers. Mourn the man so that he can truly be born again.

He is shown that he is willing. Symbolically, he accepts this challenge. He feels certain. He feels ready.

And he can do it.

It will take time. It will take love and support from others and from himself. He needs to allow himself to be. Just to be Astarion. To delegate time to finding out who that really is. Who he really is. What he wants. What he is okay with. What he is ready for and what he doesn't like. He did not have a body and a soul for so long. He was a vessel. Now he is putting back pieces of himself together from where they were cast, stitching them together carefully, trying to figure out what they mean and trying to find pieces of himself to fill them with.

He has to accept himself. Become himself. He is Astarion the vampire spawn. He needs blood to live. This is an immutable truth. No amount of railing against it will stop this. You must live with your demons side by side, but you do not have to hold the devil's hand. You can accept them. And in time, they become more and more quiet. Less and less prominent. The shadow shrinks and allows room for light. You just have to be open to finding your own sun to bask in and find happiness in the smell of the leaves that pile around you endlessly. To swallow the water bits at a time rather than drowning. To learn to not love the scars, but accept them, and let other people see them and help you. Because he cannot see himself, but the friends that love him can, and like he once said: He could do worse.

I believe he will be okay. He has the strength. He just has to yank it out of himself.

#morgana and friends #astarion #tw trauma #I just rambled here again #The journey after the journey warrants speculation #Helping him find himself and learn to fight the shadows #Helping him become a better man #one who can look back and go 'I made it.'#Sort of like we all do

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ashthemadwriter-archived · 2 years

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Hi,

Can I request bsd males with a female reader who is shy around boys and sometimes even awkward, but because she hasn't had much interactions with boys before, so she doesn't know how to talk to them. Thanks, and have a great day/night!

BSD boys with a shy Fem!Reader

Fandom:Bungou Stray Dogs Pairings:Atsushi, Dazai, Chuuya X Fem!reader Genre:Fluff, Humour Format:Headcanons Warnings:None Word Count:0.8K A/n:ofc baby! sorry for keeping you waiting all this time :)

I only did some of them since you didnt specify the characters you wanted. did them separately, and reader is their colleague.Not proofread as always hehe.

Atsushi Nakajime

Totally understands you.

Like, its ok! Youre shy, hes shy, you have something in common at least!

His shyness does not stop him from trying to make conversation with you tho. Its true that you were kinda avoiding him and turned red whenever you ran into him, but you seem like a really nice person! He wants to be friends with you (maybe he wants something more, but is too shy to consider it)

you seemed really comfortable around Yosano and Naomi, but why were you so awkward around him? was he the problem? as always?

Well he obviously wasnt, but he wont find out unless you tell him. he'll try to get close to you again, and will blame himself even more when you continue shying away from him. it'll be more like an emotional damage, since you became one of the persons he admires.

but he does feel better when you open up a bit around him. not making up a lame axcuse and leave the room the minute he entered it like you usually did, and actually talk to him while gently smiling at him, he suddenly gets it.

He might not be the problem. you were just a normal person, and were acting like one. you werent the type of person who would immediately hit it off with other people, and unfortunately he was surrounded with so many peope like this (Dazai) that he didnt even bother to consider that theory.

so yeah. hes relieved that he isnt the problem, but he has something else to worry about now; which is how stunning and beautiful you are now that you became a bit closer with him and has made a few attemps to touch him (in a normal way). His poor heart might not be able to handle it <3

Osamu Dazai

this bitch

realises the reason at a first glance

you know that he LOVES teasing people, right? so basically, whenever youre focusing on something, he just shows up out of the blue and scares surprises you by hitting tapping on your shoulder, which makes you jump in the spot. "Hey Y/n-Chan! how are you doing today! looking stunning as ever, i see!"

he wasnt able to finish his sentence once because you accidentally punched him lol. it was really embarrassing given that he was your superior and stuff.

LOVES making physical contact. claims that hes not doing them unpurpose, but when your body completely sticks to his as he reaches over to grab something from the shelf, you know its not an accident.

hitting on you literally all the time. uses every chance he gets to send multiple pick up lines at you, and often gets scolded by Kunikida cause its not really appropriate to do this with a newbie.

when you finally get used to him and even start flirting back at some point, hes over the edge. like, he didnt know anyone could be this hot while saying stuff like that! hes even more attracted to you now.

will start other stuff as well. buying stuff for you when hes supposed to be focusing on the mission, picking out flowers because theyre pretty, he bets they look better on you hair.

Chuuya Nakahara

I dont think hes the smooth type of guy when it comes to woman. i mean hes not shy (not until you unexpectedly make a move on him lol) but hes not like Dazai either, So its a lot easier with him. he doesnt try to fluster you, or make unnecessary conversations.

but it is a bit odd to him. how you turn into a tomato whenever he talks to you. he doesnt even say something embarrassing or uncomfortable, then why are you like this?

"great. another weird person"

or maybe its not that weird.

anyway, this guy is gold, so he wont try to tease you about it, but like Atsushi, when he sees you being smooth around other people and actually make conversation with them, he gets pissed.

like what? hes not good enough or something? or perhaps he somehow managedto harm you and doesnt know about it?

and he gets so pissed (since he kinda likes you) that he comes to you and asks you straight up.

"Hey! do you have a problem with me?" Y/n: panics* "W-What? N-No! " "then why am i the only one youre avoiding? did i do something to you?" "no...its just that..."

when you manage to tell him that what the real problem is, hes surprised. all the people around him were different from you, acting like they know each other and their weaknesses for ages on their first meeting, so he never even considered this possibility.

he quickly apologises and leaves you alone, but that makes you feel bad. like, maybe youre making other people uncomfortable too, by acting like this.

so the next day when you actually go to him and start a normal conversation, hes happy. at first he thinks youre doing it out of pitty, embarrassment or something like that, but he gets even happier when you tell him youre not.

hopefully these normal conversations turn into something more :)

#chuuya x reader #bsd x reader #bungou stray dogs x reader #bsd imagines #bungou stray dogs headcanons #bsd headcanons #bungou stray dogs #atsushi x reader #dazai x reader #chuuya nakahara x reader #atsushi nakajima x reader #osamu dazai x reader #osamu dazai x you #dazai x y/n #dazai x you #chuuya x y/n #chuuya x you

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ants-personal · 11 months

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have another one before work

At some point during his short stay at tims place evan ventures into tims bedroom. Not his fault tim left the door open. Plus he can always claim he got lost. And hes just so curious how this guy lives hes a survivor like him somehow and yet so far nothing like hes expected.

Especially seeing how tim was in his own film hes. They only thing he got right so far was tims disconnect with the rest of the world really. well all in all not that interesting its a basic room a few knick nacks here and there. A journal on the nightstand next to water and bottle of medication. Plain boring disappointing thinking tim would be more the older mentor type thats been training for the day villian comes back to shoot it with a bazooka or something.

But what catches his eye on the way out is a picture frame turned sideways on the second to last shelf. Weird so goes over and picks it up

Oh...

Its a group photo of tim and everyone else from marble hornets in one of their apartments. They are all laughing and climbing over eahcother to fit in frame. Unaware of the tragedy that will consime them. Chewing his lip he puts the photo back more gently then he picked it sliding it back when it hits something halfway. Evan slides the item out and his it feels like punch to the gut.

Its an old videocamera.

He had a simliar one with jeff and vinny when they started their channel. He turns into over in his hands a few times looking it over. Its honestly in good shape for how dated it is now. He slides his hand into the holding strap and opens the screen flap. The black screen has screatched and few smudges. It doesn't turn on probably hasnt in a while. Hes pretty sure its cause tim doesnt want it to. He closes with a soft soft snap and slide shi hand out.

His finger brushing against the end tip of tape. He run his nail over it again before turning the camera upside down. His breathing quickens. There on the base is lable written in cursive taped on.

Property Of Jay Merrick

His throat tightens his heart starts racing. He quickly slides the camera back. Quickly wiping at wetness in his eyes. Rushing out of the room and shutting it behind him.

#this scenes so important to me and also solidifys it in evans pov that tim is telling the truth. And also because tim would keep it the #through the guilt and rage he has something of his old life and jay evan has nothing hes not even sure his life is real but idk its upsetti #g since we all know what happened to jay and everyone evan seeing it after what happened with him idk i think hed get upset whatever #everymanhybrid #marble hornets #everymanhornets #emh #mb #tim wright #evan myers #like ya know idk trama bonding though he wont mention it for awhile hell bring it up and mention hes happy tim has something of his friends #cause evan doesnt except his memories whatever is real and not corrupted by habit #ant posts stuff

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roughentumble · 2 years

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wait ok it doesnt have anything to do with the halloween thing BUT. one day jaskier discovers fairies exist... when a little winged man all dressed in black starts making his life hell. small things like moving his keys after he sets them down, but bigger things like breaking his sugar bowl and knocking over his CD shelf, turning all his eggs and milk the day he buys them. he doesnt say anything, except the one time he INSISTED jaskier destroyed his home, which jaskier is certain he didnt do and therefore doesnt deserve such cruelty and ire.

he spots this fairy around his house one day, certainly there to cause trouble like always, and he reaches out and grabs him before he can do anything. there's a moment of terror on his little face, and jaskier has a split second to realize he could crush this little being right in the palm of his hand, which must be rather frightening indeed, and hadnt been quite the threat he was trying to make-- when it visciously bites his hand and curses him. "everything you touch shall wither," he's told, as pain shoots up his arm, so intense he drops the little man, giving him time to scurry away. he cant even open his fingers properly, the whole arm spasming, and he rushes to the doctor to find he has a severe case of carpal tunnel. it doesnt respond to treatment of any sort, and any food the hand brushes wilts into a rotten mess in second. he cant play or write or eat with it, and it throbs ceaselessly no matter what he does.

he stomps out into his yard one day, irritated and in pain, and paces to let off steam. as he does so, he sees a little crushed mushroom in his path. he almost steps on it, but then something catches his eye and he bends down to peer at it a little closer. crushed into the dirt is bits of the mushroom, leaves, detritus... and a little pair of black pants, so muddy and torn as to be useless. there's a tiny bit of copper that mustve once been /something/, but now it's just a useless crushed heap. and there's half a leaf which appears to have the tiniest painting he's ever seen in his life-- presumably only possible with proportionally small hands.

it was a little home, with something living in it. and worse still, he remembers stepping on it. it had just been on a whim, he saw it and he wanted to smash it, so he did. he hadnt realized it belonged to anyond. he wonders if his new little adversary had had anywhere warm or safe to sleep since his home and belongings had been destroyed. guilt eats at him as he looks down at the meager pile of once-loved items. he makes up his mind to do something, and goes down to the local hardware store.

despite the pain in his arm, he works to build and carve something like he never has before-- a little tiny house, as a replacement for the one he destroyed. he even waterproofs it, so it'll last, and stakes it outside beneath a tree. he calls out, explains what it's for, but doesnt get a response. he sighs, pats the little black roof, and heads back inside his own home for the night.

when he wakes up, however, the pain in his arm is miraculously gone. when he rushes outside, he finds the little door he'd left open shut tightly, and he swears he can just barely see the edge of a face peering out at him from one of the windows he'd(rather badly) included on the sides. he profusely thanks the fairy, bemoaning the fact he never even bothered to learn its name, and even leaves a little thimble full of warm milk and honey outside it's door, just to share something nice with it.

afterwords, he finds that he never misplaces his keys while he's home again

#and then to expand on it and make it geraskier they start hanging out now the problem's been rectified!#maybe to incorporate the halloween thing all the other fairies where geralt came from were all cutesy little flower things #but geralt was born on halloween and has this totally different aesthetic and he just isnt well liked!! so he lives on his own #cuz everyone thinks he's spooky :(#and THEN his HOME got DESTROYED! rude >:(#but anyway he's VERY shy for the longest time after their feud ends #jaskier's out and he finds the most darling little pocket charms that are shaped like pumpkins and theyre only a few dollars #so he picks up a few to offer to geralt. who snatches them up and squirrels them away in his home immediately #and after that geralt divulges the whole ''fairies tend to be fairies Of something. for some its roses or laughter but mine is halloween''#and the rest of his lonely little backstory #and so jaskier decorates his whole house in halloween stuff for geralt even tho its out of season just to make him happy 🥺#''you know i always loved halloween as a kid but ive been so down these past few years i havent put anything up #but i think doing this for you helped get me back in the spirit! :)''#also i imagine jaskier has pierced ears and when geralt is nervous he likes to sit on jaskier's shoulder and spin his earring stud #like fidgeting with it.#and also also of course eventially geralt uses magic to become big and kiss jaskier on the mouth. obviously #and they live in a cute goth halloween-y house forever and are in love #witcher tag #ogc tag #ALSO yall should try mulled milk its really good. its all the ingredients for mulled wine but you add lots of honey #and/or vanilla #and you put it in milk you warmed over the stove. its great.

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lazarus---rising · 1 year

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hey kid, youre new around here, so its okay if you dont know how this school runs, but the shit that they tell you, in orientation, is nothing more than lesson number one!

hey kid, no need to worry, i can let you in on what its all about, theres a couple more things, on the down-down-low, you should know before you have to figure out,

a word to the wise, dont you dare make a fuss! asking for help shows youre not one of us!

a word to the wise, dont act like youve made it, failure will find you-admissions delayed it!

just cause you made it in, doesnt mean that youre done! a word to the wise: youve barely begun!

theres lots of little places to get lost in,

theres libraries that sprawl beneath your feet!

rooftops that nobody frequents, where secret societies meet,

theres ivy-wreathed arches and ivory towers, sun drenched verandas to study for hours!

but dont share what you find, hidden in tomes on the shelf,

a word to the wise: its every man for himself!

we're too advanced for second chances, theres a standard to maintain! every hall and dormitory, bearing some great philosophers name, so why should anybody here be impressed? who the hell are you to compete with the best? you better figure it out, and figure it fast, cause, word to the wise: filthy slackers dont last!

a word to the wise, the sons of lawyers and kings,

are taking your classes and appraising your rings!

a word to the wise: you better stay in your place! or dorm room doors will get slammed in your face! so if you arent upper crust, or youre a hair out of touch, a word to the wise: dont stand out too much! just try to blend in, buy a three-button suit, dont let on where it fits wrong!

join a club and gain acceptance- if you arent too exotic to belong! theres been a hundred years of students like us, and two or three of students like you, your ambitions might burn, but tradition runs deep, a word to the wise: look before you leap!

the phaethon prize is a highly competitive award, given to a single senior in each graduating class. honoring the memory of arthur phaethon, who, during his undergraduate years, took it upon himself to isolate the radioactive elements produced by the decay of a pitchblende. while the project claimed his life just shy of his graduation, today the phaeton prize is awarded to undergraduates who display similar tenacity, independence, and intellectual acuity, distinguishing them as the best that ardess university has to offer.

the nominees for the phaethon prize for the current graduating class are: quincy cynthius martin, vincent aurelius lin, ambrose wellington bassford, beatrix valeria campbell, david elizabeth kawthorne, drew r...

theres a certain subset of exceptional, with a bulletproof reputation! earn the right prizes, the school recognizes your usefulness more with each commendation!

so if you get the chance in your senior year, why not give it everything youve got? why not whitewash your flaws, with a phaethon shine? a word to the wise:

your life's on the line!

ill let you in on a secret, kid, dont let this place eat you like me!

just try to fit in, learn to bear it and grin, be the paragon it needs you to be!

a word to the wise: never let yourself rest! they can try to despise you, but not your success!

a word to the wise:

its no use getting through, when everyone else expects nothing from you!

a word to the wise:

just be patient and wait, theyll have to give in once you do something great!

dont crack up, dont break it, youre not great, so fake it, dont falter or show fear, act like you belong here! dont crack up, dont break it, youre not great, so fake it, dont falter, or show fear, act like you belong here! dont crack up! dont break it! youre not great! so fake it! dont falter! or show fear! act like you belong here!

if you dont look the part, or cant keep your thoughts straight, better prove yourself soon, or head back through that gate!

a word to the wise: Keep your eyes on the prize! Keep your eyes on the prize! Keep your eyes on the prize! Keep your eyes on the prize! Keep your eyes on the prize! Keep your eyes on the prize!

#top 10 songs thatve been stuck in my head for like 10 hours straight #i went to bed woke up and this was still stukc in my head . hashtag autism

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videostak · 11 months

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hmm actually thinking maybe itd be better to have my record player on the right of my drawer, on my shelf that i already have like just there only thing is i wonder if the power cable is long enough. im mainly thinking cause 1 i think having a lil table in the corner could create more clutter especiallly having a writing table n stuff right in front of it and 2 having a table in front of it would make it hard to reach the record player (and whatever id put under the record player) and would vice versa make it hard to get into the chair to use the table in front of it. buuut like always ill see and think abt it. guess then the next thing ill look for is a table to use while sitting on my chair. and then from there see how i feel abt adding more furniture to that space. i think having the record player to the side would be nice especially cause my records would be directly under it since thats where they are now so yaya. but wondering if having it on the shelf(with the wires of it running off my shelf to the other side of the room to the power strip) would make it look annoyingly messy and tangled n stuff. like hmm much thinking. think for the meantime soon i will set it up in that corner and see how it feels and keep it like that b4 even being in the state to where id start looking for furniture. cause since my dad has carpenting skills and always likes being able to use them im gonan ask him if he can build shelves for my tv table and he def will cause he offered to b4 i even found a piece of furniture so like theres gonna be a period of time where i will have that furntire out of my room while he does that. tho idk he might be in a pissy mood cause he geets annnoyed when i buy furniture from the thrift n stuff. like i understand why cause it costs money when he can easily go out of his way to find what im looking for but ill describe to him what i want in shape and length and then he’ll show me smthn that doesnt match that description at all and then he’ll get annoyed when i dont want it lol. like the other day he showed me smthn and i was like wow it looks neat but i dont think ill be able to use it cause its not long enough to hold my tv and speakers next to it and he was like “why do you need speakers?” lol and then b4 that i mentioned wanting a circular table thats small and he showed me this table he had that was rectangular and long and when i was like noo thats not exactly what i had in mind he got annoyed and just like went silent lol.

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Hello you mrs. sandwich eater organizer lefty eyebag 😅

I am good today, doing laundry. How are you?

Yes, that's how I imagined Nat and Yelena too! I think that's why I don't read much Nat x R together because I see them more as just best friends, siblings or even roommates. But definitely like a devils advocate to R hahaha then with Yelena, same thing. Like best friends since birth, ride or die, can't get rid of.

Don't get me started on that sexual tension stuff that you write about R and Wanda hahaha I get all giddy and then angry because they're so stubborn! And you wrote the details so good, I think one time I got mad at you because you were toying with my emotions 🤣 all is forgiven though lol

So do you bring snacks on the plane?

Also, why of all places, did you guys choose to move to Oklahoma?

Correct, that's how I am. I'm glad that the people I was with before didn't complain about it. But at the same time, I wonder if they regret not getting much sex.

Nah, you made my eye roll, so now I can't see because of how far back it rolled ahahahaha okay, if you can guess what meal wins my heart instantly, then you win.

There was this studio that had brick walls. I was going for that kind of look, but someone took the space before me. I am the same way, I have a lot of paintings on my wall. It used to be a lot of dark paintings (my ex loves Halloween or spooky season) but since she took all that, I decided to hang the artworks I've done over the summer time.

When I build or buy my own house, I want to have a dark room to be able to do photography again. It's been my dream to have a small den where half of it is where I can paint, thne the other half is where I can develop photos.

That's a good idea, have the less used item on the bottom shelf. Cause in my place, it only comes with one cabinet for the pantry, its a tall cabinet too. Then the usual shelves for plates and cups. I hate that it's a small kitchen, but I like it at the same time lol

That's cute, a little signature 🤣 please tell me you can do a British impression?

Do you have a weakness?

-CuriousGeorge

hello you certain chip eater in a flatten sandwich righty eyebag! I'm back. sorry for the late answer. i hope u r still awake.

my day got a bit busy today. i did some laundry n fold some of them. :)

Ah i see. i like reading Natasha as the love interest..but Kate and Yelena, i dont really read them as love interest. plus i havent got the chance to read more. if i read more maybe i can change my mind about it.

hahaha to be honest, i actually laughed when i read ur comments here about the Ten Days and the sexual tensions. lol. which part in it that got u "angry"? hahaha. well, be prepare for that in the next chapters of Ten Days :D

Aaww really? i'm glad u enjoy it. it reallly made u feel giddy n then angry? thats good! that was kinda what i was trying to do :P for people have that emoitonal roller coaster but in a funny way n some jokes in it. i just love to put funny part in my fluff. :D

have u read my christmas fic with wanda n the maximoffs twin boys? "the best christmas" i think. haha. there is a joke n funny scene that i am low key proud of it. lol.

nah, not really. i mostly just get some water, iced tea or iced coffee when i fly.

we moved to Oklahoma because he got a job in a biggest weed farm in Oklahoma. :D

well, past is past. If they didn't complain about it, it means that it wasnt the main problem n it doesnt bother them. n don't feel bad about it. understanding in relationship is mutual. plus u told me that u dont mind with it to make them feel good n loved. So you've done ur best and didnt do anything wrong. :) i hope i make u feel a bit better? :D

hmmm whats ur favorite food or meals that wins ur heart. how about italian? something like pasta? did i guess it right? hahaha

dark paintings? something like what? like scary pictures? ouh i love how brick walls look like. that would be nice if u can get the brick studio. sometimes i imagine how it feels if i live in a penthouse a brick and minimalist rustic vibe or theme. industrial theme is nice too.

dark room? isnt it for printing photos in an old way? photographers nowadays still do that?

if i build my own house i want one movie theater room with a very good quality surround sound with cozy couch and full bar. hahaha. so i can enjoy movies and listening to music or watch concerts videos with good quality sound. n i want a nice large kitchen complete with anything u can think of to help u cook with a nice huge walk in pantry. hahaha.

yeah, i understand what u meant with ur cabinet n pantry size. but so far right now it's only u, so it wouldnt be needed to stock bunch of stuff :)

haha yeah my signature. n no i cant do brits impression. i wish i could speak in british accent though.

weakness? i'm a little confuse with what u meant. if i answer praises n compliments, are they what u meant?my other answer probably soft touches, because it's my love language.

or did u mean weakness as in my negative traits (which is sound like a job interview) lol

next questions?

Cheerio!

#chellez answers #ask answered #anon answered #curious george anon

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heymrstargazer · 3 years

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hc where andrew anticipates when neil forgets smthg stupid like if he’s showering and forgets to bring a towel in, and neil will be ab to yell for him but andrew will just be standing there silently holding out the towel. and he refuses to be thanked for this of course

like neil about to walk out the door and his wallet just launches across the room and hits the wall next to his head

neil sitting on the couch, cat already in lap, ripping the lid off his yogurt

he forgot a spoon

right as he's about to be like hey can you- andrew just silently hands one over his shoulder

also neil literally walking to the check out at the store and getting a text not to forget something he absolutely almost forgot

wait imagine them at practice and neil forget his headband and suddenly there is andrew carefully folding his hair back with it for him

neil getting the text as he's about to start the car like "don't forget cat food and those protein bars you like" "fucking!! shit!" as he gets out again

he has to go back to the car to cause he forgot his wallet

neil forgetting the laundry basket and folding the last pair of pants, about to sigh and go find an empty one when andrew just pops up around the corner with one in his hand

imagine neil like scrolling for 10 minutes reading all the descriptions for tv show episodes cause he can't remember where he fell asleep at and andrew just yells from the kitchen "episode 6 idiot"

they have a feeding chart they mark off for the cats each day because neil will constantly forget whether he fed them or not/if andrew did and they were getting a lil to deep in the fluffkins and fat cat part of their names

also sometimes andrew might prematurely anticipate it so if neil is making dinner andrew will just randomly appear with a knife neil doesnt need for another five minutes

he's just standing there like 🧍🔪 until neil is like hey babe can you dice this onion

it literally looks like a scene out of a movie where the murderer is just waiting for them to turn around

also i love the shower idea cause i'm imagining neil just standing there like contemplating ever out to this situation that doesn't involve calling to andrew and then andrew just appears on the other side of the foggy glass like here idiot

---honorable but off topic mentions---

do you think andrew builds them a lil shelf next to the shower for towels after a while

i love andrew calmly building their furniture and cat towers then neil is sitting there with his chair in the shape of a z or something like 'wtf is going on theyre literally speaking braille'

(orange is @archiveofourfoxes )

#these are the messages put into bullet points #its the easiest to do and also the best way to get all our ideas there #aftg #andreil #neil josten #andrew minyard #all for the game #aftg hc #tfc #the foxhole court

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bad4amficideas · 2 years

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General Encanto Headcanons

Note: English is not my language, so I hope you will be understanding of any flaws you find.

You are not from the village, your parents set foot on Encanto for the first time on their honeymoon by accident and returned several times after that, until they moved shortly before you were 5 years old.

Your parents are very proud (and may have raised you to feel sorry for the Madrigals) and insist that you accept nothing from the Madrigal gifts.

It's not that you discriminate against the family, but something has rubbed off on you. And you try to be independent them as your parents said to you.

Normally your family acts as a link with the outside world.

Around the age of Mirabel and Camilo. You are Mirabel's best friend.

You're glad Mirabel doesn't have a gift because she can spend more time with you. And you tell her when the mood is right (you know when to shut up about it)

At the beginning of the film, the adults (except Alma, who is in her world, but will join the train soon) literally already adore you for being Mirabel's friend without wanting anything from the Madrigals.

Even Bruno knows you, he has seen you since childhood and in his visions you are always close to his niece (when he leaves, it's a relief for him, knowing that Mirabel will not be alone)

Casita loves you, you even have a guest room made for when you decide to stay for the nights. In the morning Casita wakes you up bringing the smell of breakfast to your window… when Casita can, of course.

And you can see the thought that the family has put into your bedroom. A shelf with books given by Pepa and Luisa, a diary given by Dolores (the only thing that will keep your secrets in this town! She told you) and bookmarks of dried herbs from Julieta, decorated with flowers from Isabela in the window, with cushions embroidered by Mirabel and the old boys' ruanas that you use as shawls to cover yourself at night walks when you're cold. You even have a stuffed black jaguar (at first you thought it was a black kitten) that you don't remember and who gave it to you.

You and Pepa exchange books, you are her “tear dealer”. The only one allowed to make her cry without causing commotion.

Even if you're shy or insecure, or have two left feet, being surrounded by them makes dancing or even singing seem second nature when you're all together. There are no judgements, just an infectious warmth and joy.

You attest that Dolores said that Bruno was within the walls of Casita when he left… and no one believed her. Well, she paraphrased it weird, being a kid, but she said it.

You celebrate the death of Barbie “Bela” and adore the new Isa. You had once asked her before why she didn't relax, but she always told you that she was "perfectly".

Of course you said the same thing to Luisa, so Isabela would surely think that you would ask it to comply and look good with her younger sister.

You usually don't accept Julieta food if you have not collaborated in doing it, so it is normal that you bring your own from home. Partly also because these are recipes from your country of origin. This sometimes hurts Julieta, but she is also grateful that you see her as more than just the cook. Plus you keep her in company these long morning cooking for the whole town.

Camilo doesnt transform into people in front of you, because he feels insecure that "you look for another person in him"

But anyway prefer when Camilo is Camilo with you (and you have learned to distinguish it)

The boy was the first to have a crush on you, if we discount Mirabel herself and Antonio.

Antonio who kept thinking about whether he should marry you or Mirabel or both when he grew up (laughs from the adults)

#encanto headcanons #encanto x reader #👾.txt

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hxneekyuu · 3 years

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accidental kiss || tsukishima kei, ennoshita chikara, miya atsumu, lev haiba

request : Hey Can I request a headcanon or one shot with Haikyuu characters (any of your choices) having an accidental kiss with their crush, you know, the cliché romance scene in drama's where the girl fell and male catches her and end ups kissing, or something when the girl turn around not noticing the close distance between the male, and their lips touches. Anything that is accidental

warnings : miya atsumu, Suna Gets a Haircut

a/n : so i did one of those random hq generator things bc i could only decide on one boi and that was tsukki,,, the results made me laugh so here you go -- btw these are all gonna be pre-dating bc thats just wonderful we love that

tsukishima kei

this is definitely all tsukkis fault

you two are at your house just vibing and at some point you head into the kitchen to make food

and hes leaning against the counter right in front of the cabinet you need to get to

but he has the audacity not to move the fuck outta the way when you tell him you need to get past

so youre like ok fuck it and just reach around him to open it

but the bowl you need is pretty high up so youre like on your tippy toes tryna get the damn thing and hes just sitting there watching you struggle

instead of helping you like he isnt damn near 6′3″

but riiiiight as youve got the bowl, you end up grabbing it a little too forcefully and you bring like a million dishes down with it

so ofc even though he definitely deserves it, youre not trying to concuss the poor guy with literal ceramic dishes raining down on him

so you kinda lunge forward to stop them all from falling

and, hearing the crash of dishes over his head, he naturally ducks because he doesnt want to die

honestly,,,, its more of a crash of your noses and foreheads but theres such chaos of like,,, trying not to die??

that at some point you just feel his mouth on yours and it deadass just stays there while you both are figuring out what the hell is happening

eventually he kinda pulls back but only a little bc he knows youre struggling to hold onto the dishes and he doesnt wanna screw that up

and he doesnt even say anything he just reaches up awkwardly and helps you set the dishes back on the shelf

and then he grabs the bowl youd been trying the get the entire time and hands it to you with a completely blank face

its a very awkward dinner im not gonna lie

mostly bc at some point he just starts cracking jokes about it and refuses to acknowledge it seriously bc he sucks

ennoshita chikara

ennoshita’s taking a break from studying with the second years on the team

mostly bc he never gets any studying done with them

so youre studying together for a test at his house

and its just been many many hours of studying so ofc youre both exhausted

so its not surprising to him when you just pass out on your notes

but the thing is,,, your heads right on top of a sheet that he needs

and for a while he just kinda studies without it

he studies other stuff and tries to remember it on his own so he can fill in the gap in his notes

but eventually hes like fuck i really need these notes

so he just,,, tries to slide it out from under your head really carefully

and it involves a lot of him getting really close and trying to lift your head and a bunch of really soft cute things that would be super embarrassing for him to be caught doing

like,,, if you happened to wake up

which of course, you do

and youre really confused bc you can feel his breath fanning over your face and his eyes are really close but not focused on you, theyre focused on smth under your face

so you lift your head to see what hes doing

but he freaks out and moves his face when he notices youre awake

and its just a litto brush of your lips over his as your faces are passing each other

but the poor bub jumps back like you just shocked the crap out of him

and then he apologizes for like the next ten minutes and its impossible to get back to studying bc youre both just panicking internally

miya atsumu

this literally happens like it does in the movies

it all starts with a chase scene

that really you should never have been a part of

youre just minding your business walking down the hall after school on your way to get your stuff

and its pretty empty bc you had a club thing so its late afternoon and no ones around

and you just hear it

men screaming

and then he appears, barreling around the corner like his life depends on it

and youre like

this cant be good

and when he sees you hes yelling out for you like HELP ME

but you somehow always manage to get caught in the miya twin antics so youre like

fuck no im out

but apparently youre not out bc atsumus grabbing your arm and dragging you behind him yelling smth about scissors and a haircut

and when you look back you just see suna rounding the corner, half of his little triangle haircut chopped off so he looks like a sad half onigiri,,,

but you know it was atsumu and that this man is definitely dead when suna catches him

so youre like okay fuck it i guess im helping him AGAIN

and you get outside to a section of the school where theres still sports teams practicing and lots of people around so you hide in a corner together

but the Suna Energy is approaching so atsumu fuckin freaks and does that cheesy movie thing where he ducks his head down so he wont be seen

but theres like a group of guys passing by and one of them just bumps into atsumus back and that shit just sends him right into you

and all he can think is “oops”

he only has one brain cell give him a break

but he just stalls completely and forgets about the whole suna thing

but ofc his hair is fucking piss yellow and suna has not forgotten

he ends up totally getting his ass beat but after that little smooch atsumus definitely a bit keen to see you more often

lev haiba

i fucking love this gif look at the litto shoyou go

this tall babie does not know the meaning of personal space he has no functional understanding of a Bubble

honestly he probably gets dangerously close to kissing you on a regular basis, considering you’re seatmates in class

he’s just ALWAYS in your space

at first he’s probably shy bc he doesn’t know you

but once you become friends he’s like THIS IS NOT YOUR DESK THIS IS JUST MY SECOND DESK

so every day there’s always one thing that’s super dangerous

last week it was him looking over your shoulder while you did work silently

yesterday it was him reaching across you to open the window on your left side

today he just really wants a bite of the bread you bought and are currently already eating

and when he wants smth, he gets Very Whiny

he’s so clingy and adorable that you can’t ever get mad

he’s like a little puppy how can you resist him

so when you’re finally like okay fine you can have a bite he’s like

MONCH

he doesn’t even wait for you to tear off a piece he just leans in for a bite

but you had said yes while in the middle of biting it so he essentially does that thing where you’re both biting it at the same time

but, again, he doesn’t know what personal space means

so he also doesn’t have the ability to gauge distances well

so he straight up just meets you halfway and presses his mouth to yours while he’s biting down

the boi probably doesn’t even notice

he just pulls back quickly once he has his bite and goes about his life

you literally are going to have to tell him he just kissed you

and after that he’s a total fucking mess

he doesn’t know what to do he never knows what to do

he’s just going to keep causing Chaos while he panics

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I welcome you once again to whole new script! For those who are unaware, this piece of text is designed and constructed to send you, the reader, into a deep state ot hypnosis. While being hypnotized, your subconscious mind be fed with various suggestions, fitting to the theme of this script. So if you are unwilling to become hypnotized, I suggest you to stop reading any further and leave right now.

(The effects of this hypnotic scripts are the following:

- Conditioning to enjoy the process of cleaning or doing chores, causing you to become carefree, happy, aroused, slightly tranced and able to feel pleasure. The more you show off during the process, the stronger these feelings become.

- As soon as you see dust or any kind of chaos or dirt in rooms you are supposed to keep clean, such as your place, you feel compelled - almost enchanted - to clean everything up.

- Seeing yourself as just a maid, eager, cheerful and submissive towards me, thinking of me as your rightful Master.

- Finding yourself wearing a maid uniform as soon as you message me, lasting for 20 minutes.

- Feeling yourself becoming happier and more comfortable the more you wear black and white clothes.

- A reward trigger, giving you pleasure on command.

- A trigger to create a perfect trance to ensure further programming if needed.

If you demand a change of any of these things, simply message me and i will use the trance trigger to undo the unwanted suggestions. This script was written with female subjects in mind, but male subjects can be affected just as well.)

If you are still here, you are wishing to be hypnotized. And the further you read, the more hypnotized you will become. All you need to do is to keep reading my words and to follow the intructions i will be giving you. And perhaps, with each second passing, you will soon notice that doing as i say gives you a comfortable feeling of relaxation and joy...~

The first thing i want you to do is to relax for me... Something quite simple, as you can see. I want you to find yourself a comfortable position, such as laying on a comfy sofa, or leaning back in your chair. Whatever position you chose, you might start to feel yourself becoming much more relaxed already... Simply continue to read when you are done with your task.~

...

Very good. You have found yourself a wonderful position, and can let your eyes keep looking at my words. Now all you have to do is to keep reading. Further and further. Just reading. Letting my words slowly take care of you, your mind and your body. And the further you read, following my instructions, the better you feel... Just notice how relaxed your mind and body are right now, having no desire to move or to think.

In fact, it keeps getting more in this exact moment, as your eyes let my words enter your mind... Feeling the relaxation inside you, rising with every word you are reading.~ More and more. It doesnt matter what these words are saying. All that matters is that you allow your strength and thoughts to let go and relax... Allowing yourself to feel good. You deserve it. You deserve to feel good. You want to let go and relax.

You will find yourself feeling more and more relaxed the more you are reading my words. All because this is what my words are telling you and your subconscious mind. When a word of mine enters your mind, you can feel what it says... Echoing left and right in your fuzzy head. I simply need to say the word "relax", and you find yourself relaxing... All stress of you fading away. Relaxing deeper... And deeper... And deeper

Because of that, i want you to do something simple as you keep drifting further into this blissful state of mind. There is no need to worry, as you will see that you will do as i seemingly automatically. All you got to do is to relax further now and to listen to my soothing words. Just relax more... And listen very closely.

I want you to imagine how you have a shelf in front of you... An empty, wooden shelf, standing as tall as you with 5 boards, each equally apart from another. You can see the picture in your mind, as it becomes clearer and clearer. Its just you and a shelf, nothing else... And now you slowly begin to realize that it is quite dusty and dirty. An unpleasant sight...

And as you gaze upon this dirty shelf, you will imagine yourself holding a duster in your hand... Feel how a spark of happiness rises in you as you realize that you could take care of this little mess... Swiping away all this dust, making the shelf all pretty again. Just thinking about it makes you feel happy, pleasant and carefree... As if you would clean swipe away all your worries and stress. In fact, it would even give you subtle feeling of pleasure~.

And now, i will slowly count down from 5 to 1. Each number will tell you which board of the shelf you are cleaning... And the more you swing your little duster, eager and proud of yourself, the happier and pleasured you will become. You will notice a warm feeling of relaxation in your chest... Getting bigger the closer you come to the ground. And when you have reached the ground, having cleaned the entire shelf, you will feel how you are completly at bliss... Free of stress, thoughts and worries. So much, that you will find yourself in a deep trance... Eager to listen to my guiding words. Such a wonderful place to be in...~

And now:

5, starting to clean this dusty shelf... You can almost feel yourself swinging that little duster. It makes you feel so good and so happy.~ little waves of pleasure overcome you as you swing the duster from left to right... Its such a pleasant feeling.

4. After the previous board has been cleaned, you now head one deeper. Each time you swipe away the dust, you feel how you clean your mind as well... Knowing no worries or fears. You simply sink deeper into this feeling and become so happy and cheerful~

3. That's it... Just go deeper. Swipe all your bad feelings away and let yourself feel good... There is nothing giving you any negative emotions. Just my sweet words, this shelf and you, drifting deeper and deeper, sinking further and further, feeling better and better.

2. Right now you are already feeling at a seemingly perfect bliss... You are just swiping dust and dirt away, and you are happy about it. You love how this makes you feel, enabling you to happily do it over and over again... Just keep swiping, and swipe your thoughts and worries away, becoming carefree.~

1. There you go... Bowing down and cleaning the shelf so well... And once you are finished cleaning, you will be in such a deep and wonderful trance, ready to listen to my pleasing words even more... Sinking so deep...

0. all cleaned up. Deeply in trance.

There you go... Drift deeper and deeper, enjoying this feeling you are having right now... You had have let go of everything negative, being at perfect bliss and sinking deeper and deeper into this wonderful state of mind. Further and further you drop... Experiencing true bliss, pleasure and happiness rising in you while you follow my hypnotic and mesmerizing words...

You are deeply hypnotized by now and you know it. In fact, you wanted it all along. As soon as you saw my instructions, you gave in to that desire... And it made you feel so good. Right now in this moment, pleasure and bliss are building up more and more in you as you just keep reading... All because you were meant to listen to my words. You were meant to do as they say... And you love it.

Sink deeper now.

Feeling better now.

Deeper and deeper.

Better and better.

10 times deeper.

10 times better.

Feeling it all now.

And because you feel so incredibly good while listing to my words, feeling what they are telling you, you will now listen very closely... All of your subconscious mind will put its whole attention onto my words, absorbing it like an empty sponge, waiting to be filled... Very good.

First, i want you to remember how you felt when you have cleaned that shelf... Getting rid of all the dust and stress in your mind... The more you remember, the better you can feel it again, right now. Remember how much pleasure it gave you and how right it felt. Almost as if you were meant to do that... Not worrying one bit, just cleaning... Cleaning and smiling. Just hearing this word makes you want to smile wide~.

And as you remember, you realize more and more that this is what you are meant to do. It just feels so good and right. Its almost like there is nothing you would love to do more. All of that... All of this perfect bliss you are feeling... Is because of one single reason, so listen very closely.

You are meant to be a maid.

You want to be a maid.

You crave to be a maid.

Thats right... There more these words are echoing left and right your empty mind, sinking deeper and becoming one with you subconscious mind, the better you will feel. You begin to feel a certain, previously unknown pleasure rising in you, as you accept it more and more as the perfect truth~. With your eyes wandering over these very words, you see it as your true purpose... Compelled to follow your call as a maid with eagerness, happiness and devotion... Because that is what you want.

However, to become a good and proper maid, you have to learn a few things. But don't worry... Learning these specific things will be very easy for you. In fact, you just need to listen to me just like you have been before. And whatever i say, it will be true about you already... Since you are a good maid~. now listen very closely, as all of your attention is focussed on me.

Good maids love to clean and to do chores. Just imagining yourself cleaning the places you are supposed to clean makes you happy, carefree and cheerful. It is such a wonderful thing to do, being so very grateful for it... It is what you want to do, since you are a good maid.

Good maids feel pleasure and happiness when following their meant purpose, cleaning for their Master. Whenever you do so, you begin to feel how you become focussed on just that and your Masters orders, slipping into a light and happy trance everytime. Feeling pleasure and mindless bliss, because you are a good maid.

Good maids will start to clean, organize and tidy up as soon as they notice a mess in the places they are supposed to keep clean. You will feel compelled to take care of any kind of unwanted chaos, dirt or dust. So much, that you wont even notice yourself doing that, even if you tried something silly like to resist that call inside you... But you dont want to resist, since you are a good maid.

Good maids know that they are just eager and devoted Maids to their Master. And you love the idea, knowing how true it is. So good and perfect. Simply the idea of being anything else in the first place but than a maid just sounds silly... It would just feel so wrong and off... You take pride in being a good maid.

Good maids love the idea of dressing in black and white. You can see yourself wearing clothes in these exact colours... And it makes you feel so comfortable, feeling so right to wear it~. You will find that black and white clothes will be the best looking and most comfortable pieces of clothing to wear for you, all because you are a good maid.

Good maids always eagerly server their one true Master. The more you are listing to my instructions, the more you realize that i will be your Master... And you will be my craving and devoted maid. And as you feel these very words passing through your mind, you feel a spike of pleasure running through you... Leaving you in absolute devotion and submission, like a good maid.

Good maids always represent their unending submission to their adored Master. Because of that, whenever you will message your Master, you will feel and see your clothes turning into a maid dress for 20 minutes... Just imagine yourself wearing the perfect uniform for a perfect Master~. You can see and feel it in your head... And it makes you feel sooo good, as you are a good maid.

Good maids love to please their Master. Simply knowing that they have been to their Masters favour sents a jolt of pleasure right through them... Feeling them in mind and body. Whenever you are being praised and called "good maid", you will find yourself feeling exactly that... And you love it. After all, you are a good maid.

Good maids are always open for their Masters mesmerizing words. Because of that, once you see me and only me saying the words "clean mind", you will immediately be wiped of all thoughts, entering this trance again... Only eagerness, obedience, happiness and devotion will remain~. You will slip deeper with every time, and be perfectly open for your Masters instructions, answering each one of them with "yes my Master!". All until i tell you to wake up again... Following all of my words even then, just like a good maid.

Very good... You have been listening to my instructions so wonderfully, while remaining deeply hypnotized... Such a good maid~. You are feeling so good and at bliss at this moment, and you deserve it. You finally found out what you are meant to be... You feel so good and comfortable being such a well trained maid~. If you understood all the pretty things i told you, feeling them in you and being the absolute truth, i want you to say out loud now:

"I am my Masters good maid".

Thats good... Feel how much pleasure this causes you to feel, running down your spine... More and more, enabling you to feel it in your mind and body. You are a good maid, and you couldn't be happier and more proud about that. Feeling so good and at bliss right now~...

And now, after you have been following my instructions very closely, it is almost time to wake up again, being the pretty and cheerful maid you have always secretly been. Feeling so good and happy... I will count from 5 to 0, and you will feel how you wake up a little bit more and more with every number. Closer and closer you will come to being completely awake, feeling so relaxed and nice. And all the wonderful words you have been reading will be deeply inside your clean mind~...

Starting now.

5...

You begin to feel your body again.

4...

Thoughts slowly return, rising higher.

3...

More and more, without stop.

2...

Being aware of your surroundings again.

1...

So close... Almost waking up.

Being wide awake now.

Welcome back! I hope you have enjoyed this rather long script after quite some time. You should be feeling its effects already, so hopefully you love them. If there is anything you dont feel comfortable with, simply tell me and i will take care of that. Also, feedback in the comments isnt just welcome, but also appreciated~

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