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glitched-nomz · 1 year

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Leo's having trouble sleeping, so he sneaks into Donna's room to find some science thing to help.

Cw: sfw platonic vore, g/t

Leo poked his head into Donna's room. His eyes felt heavy, but no matter what he tried, he just couldn't get himself to go to sleep. Fae was already asleep, and she was really grouchy if you woke her up early, and he didn't want to deal with a grumpy, spiky turtle who was also way bigger and stronger than him. He knew she'd never hurt him but also annoying his dearest twinnie was super fun.

Donna probably had something in here to help him sleep. Hopefully it was labeled and came with an instruction manual, and wasn't right next to some kind of violent explosion death ray or whatever.

Ooo, that looked useful! He picked up a ray-looking thing, labelled with a big 'S' on the side.

Perfect! It was probably a sleep ray!! It didn't have an instruction manual, but it also didn't have any big red warnings on it, so it probably wouldn't kill him.

Leo moved to a clearer area, one with less clutter everywhere that would be less dangerous for him to fall in. He pointed the ray at himself, closing his eyes in preparation for sleep.

The ray fired, hitting him square in the plastron, but he was still awake.

He felt really weird.

Leo looked up. He wasn't even a third of the table leg height. He stared at his hands. Given how big everything else seemed to be around him, he'd guess he was around maybe 6 inches tall, if he was being nice to himself. He was probably closer to four or five, he couldn't really tell, honestly.

Gueeeygh… He'd have to go to Donna to see if this was fixable or if he was stuck being tiny forever. After touching- nay, using her tech without permission, and being wrong about what something did.

He'd be lucky to make it out alive.

-*~-*~-

She felt a tiny hand poking at her face.

"-onna, Donna! Wake up! I need help!" An obnoxious, familiar, weirdly high pitched voice hissed.

"Eugh. Leo, why are you so small?" Donna grumbled, rubbing her eyes. "I swear, if this was Draxum's doing-"

The tiny slider laughed nervously. "Eheuh, no, not… no. See, I was just coming in here to say hi, y'know? Cuz insomnia twins and I didn't wanna wake Fae up. And I saw this cool looking laser thing, so I poked at it a bit, and… now I'm this size."

Donna narrowed its eyes. "You touched my tech. You little shit!" She snatched her tiny twin up, glaring directly into his eyes. "You know what, I'm not gonna change you back until morning, because I'm just that fucking pissed and tired right now, it said in annoyance at her obnoxious younger sibling." It really didn't want Leo to get himself hurt messing with her stuff- that was basically the same thing as hurting him herself!

Leo gave an affronted gasp. "I'm not younger than you! We're the same age!!"

"Scoff! You're literally my younger twin. Trust me, it's science."

"No it's not! Now put me down, I wanna make myself normal sized again, since you won't!"

A grin started creeping its way up Donna's face. "Oh, I don't think I will." It licked her beak. She had noticed she was a little hungry, and Leo was the perfect size for a midnight snack…

Leo's eyes widened. "Wh- hey, no, Donna! That's- you're totally overreacting here!! I won't touch your shit till you're awake, I promise!"

Donna rolled her eyes affectionately, tilting her head back and dangling Leo over its open mouth.

Leo kicked his feet, writhing in protest. "Oh, c'mon, I wouldn't do this to you if you accidentally shrank yourself with my stuff!"

Sticking her tongue out at him, Donna widened her jaws, and dropped Leo in. Swallowing hard, it felt Leo slip down her esophagus and land in her stomach. The little twin inside squirmed angrily, writhing against the walls of her stomach.

It purred, putting a hand on her now semi-rounded plastron. "See, Leo? This is what you get for messing with my beautiful, fragile, state of the art tech without first consulting me. Don't do it again." It flicked her belly.

"Ugh, fine!" A tiny, muffled voice called. "I guess I'll just wake you up instead next time!"

"Which would be preferable, because then I could use my tech (or my fists) to knock you unconscious and/or drag you to sleep! You know we sleep better when we're near each other, 'Nardo! You idiot!" She yawned, the warm, full feeling in her belly making her tired. "Now, if you please, shut your fuck and go to sleep so I can prove my point."

Laying down, it felt Leo shifting inside her. She churred, rubbing her belly gently. The small, wriggly form in her stomach gave her a pleasant sensation, making her purr softly. Feeling her brother squirming inside her, feeling him moving and safe and alive- She understood why their eldest sibling liked doing this so much.

It was so comforting.

Donna knew where Leo was. She knew he was safe. He was probably asleep, or at least about to pass out, too! She knew she was hella tired. She gave her belly one last rub before closing her eyes.

She knew Leo wasn't lying about having trouble sleeping, and rocking motions helped him rest. Apparently, having someone else asleep inside her helped it sleep, because after only a few minutes she was snoring away.

-*~-*~-

Leo, despite his theatrics, actually didn't mind when his twin dropped him down her throat. Sure, it was wet, but it was warm and soft and an excellent pressure stim. Maybe Donna had been rude about it, but he had fucked with her shit… Honestly, knowing her, he was getting off easy.

They bantered for a bit, Leo trying to ignore his growing sleepiness. He was relieved when Donna said she was going to sleep, relaxing into the warmth surrounding him.

It was easy to get nestled into Donna's belly, feeling her soft breaths as she slipped into sleep. He could still feel her hand on her plastron, pressing softly against him. If literally being inside her wasn't comforting enough, knowing that she was holding him, in a sense, certainly was.

Yawning, he rolled over, and slid his eyes shut. It took a few minutes, but his sister's slow, even breathing and rhythmic heartbeat rocking him and squeezing him quickly put him to sleep.

#sfw vore #rottmnt #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt vore #safe vore #safe vore community #soft vore #tw vore #rottmnt leo #rise of the tmnt #ask to tag #rottmnt g/t #g/t #sfw g/t #g/t vore

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musette-thornsong · 2 years

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TMNT: Raph’s Reckless Freakout [REVISED]

TMNT scenario inspired by an abridged episode of SAO.

Shari Vayle is now Sakura Vayle. Belongs to me

Warning: Explicit language and mild violence.

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Raph was having a bad day on accounts of recent events with his brothers and the peoples disparaging remarks as of late. He decided to blow off some steam while fighting against a Kraang monstrosity to protect some innocent people alongside his brothers and his love interest Sakura Vayle. But while protecting them in his current mood, he suddenly bursts out physically in prowess and strength while emotionally in venting anger (which shocked and amazed everyone, especially Shari) taking on the beast all by himself.

Leo: Holy…

Sakura: Shit…

Mikey: Exclamation mark!!!

Raph: (shouts angrily) You know something? I really. Hate. People. Their selfish, ignorant, loud, obnoxious pricks with basically no redeeming qualities whatsoever!!!

Raph just starts hacking away the beast like no tomorrow, barely giving it a quarter of moment to attack as he continued his little tirade. Sakura looked on worryingly at this display.

Raph: (continues screaming) I mean really, look at all they’ve achieved: Genocide, global warming, reality TV?! It’s just a never-ending parade of failures and fuck-ups!! They do all of this and yet they have the right to call us MONSTERS!? Well they are, without question, a complete write-off of a species and HOW DARE YOU MAKE ME CARE ABOUT THEEEEEM!!!!

He delivers the final blow shooting himself with his sais through the center of the giant beast’s head, causing it to explode into nothing but piles of goo. Raph rises out of the goop unscathed and victorious. Though the Kraang beast was destroyed, he had overexerted from pushing his body and mind to the limit straight into exhaustion. So much that he collapsed to ground.

Raph: (mutters heavily) There…they’re all safe. Now you can all die for all I…care…

The Turtles, April, Casey, and Sakura rush to his side with Sakura screaming his name begging for him to be alright. Raph soon wakes up to see the face of his dream girl as if she were an angel. Her smooth tan skin and strong-looking physique wrapped in her black combat garb, her long-flowing raven black hair billowing in the wind, her sweet cherry lips, and her beautiful bright aqua-green eyes shining in sun yet strangely filled with tears.

Sakura: (shouts worried) RAPHAEL!!! RAPHAEL!!!

Raph: (smiles before he sits up from her lap) Hey shorty, I don’t wanna alarm you but if I didn’t know any better I say you were crying. And I’ve never seen you cry before-

Sakura: (throws her arms around him) YOU RECKLESS IDIOT!! I was so worried about you!!!

Raph: (blushes in shock at this sudden moment while stuttering nervously) Uh, Sakura!? What are you doing? This isn’t how it’s supposed to work…Threaten or mock me or something like usual, just don’t be weird.

Raph was always used to Sakura always mocking him during training or threatening him when he got on her bad side. So much that it was almost a turn-on just seeing how feisty and headstrong she was with the way it rivaled with his own violent personality and level of strength. While he had hoped to one day gain the confidence to express his growing love for her, this emotional side of Sakura as well as her sudden affectionate gesture towards him caught him by surprise to the point of confusion. Casey, April, and the others suddenly come up to them, with puzzling questions.

Casey: Sooo, care to tell us what THAT was all about?

Raph: (responds in confusing denial) Uh, I’m not sure what you mean?

Donnie: Uh, duh!! The sudden explosion of strength and increased technique?

Raph: (exclaims in relief) Oh right, the strength boost! Of course, that’s what you meant.

Donnie: Well, spill! None of us have ever managed to achieve that level of physical prowess and will power before yet somehow you managed it even though you nearly killed yourself doing so. Normally, if a human had pushed themselves that far they would have collapsed and most likely died from such exertion. I mean we’ve seen how strong you are but never THAT strong.

Leo: How on Earth did you pull that off?

Raph: Honestly? I have no idea myself. I just felt something snap inside and tapped into to this unknown level of muscle I guess was laying deep within me. Although, I guess it started happening from a recent punching session I was having in the dojo earlier today while getting lectured by Sakura but it’s probably unrelated.

Mikey: (smiles) Duuude.

Donnie: (annoyed) Great, so that’s one more aspect in terms of strength you get to lord over the rest of us. But I’m sure you’ll find a way to control it and put it to good use. Who knows, it could make good use for a future trump card.

Casey and April cleared out the people out and sent them home, but not before using Donnie’s new device to wipe and rewrite their memories of the events that occurred.

April: Well in the meantime, I need a nap…

Casey: That and whatever passes for a beer in this part of the city. Oh, and Raph? Don’t go giving up on humanity just yet. Ok, buddy?

Raph: (sighs) I’ll keep it in mind…Casey.

Casey: (smiles at hearing Raph call his name for the first time in a while, before leaving with April) Don’t toy with me, man.

Raph had always found Casey to be a whiny pest, calling him a chicken when he was never willing to take risks outside the law. But he soon came to respect Casey as an equal ally as well as a friend. His faith in how humans perceived him, and his brothers had begun to dwindle. That was until his recent conversation with Sakura and Casey’s advice began to suddenly sink in. He now sees that there are humans right here who care for him. As his brothers headed back to the lair, he then turned to Sakura who was still embracing him. He felt a sudden rise in temperature as he realized she was so close to him (especially with her well-endowed chest pressing against his plastron) as he’s never been this close to a woman before. While he was enjoying this feeling, he suddenly felt the need to break the ice in this situation.

Raph: Ya’ know, Sakura, if ya keep holding me like this I might get the wrong idea. (smiles slightly)

Sakura: (tightens her embrace) Just shut up for a while and let me have this, Raph?

Raph: (chuckles inwardly) Sure thing, babe. Could you maybe shift around a little? My leg’s kinda falling asleep…

Sakura: (warningly) If you ruin this moment, I WILL cut you.

Raph: (smiles warmly, embraces her back with a hopeful heart) See? That’s more like it.

Raph may get the chance to tell Sakura his feelings one day. Maybe she might even be the bridge that will help him towards the path to becoming a better ninja someday. But for now, he had never felt happier and was content with being this close to the love of his life, Sakura Vayle.

#tmnt2016 #tmnt raphael #sao abridged

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cat3ch1sm · 2 years

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🌵| AYO part two of... do they eat pussy? this time it'll be hxh men! (for the record I very much will write nsfw abt women so if y'all want me to go and do a girls' edition then just let me know bc i absolutely will)

tws- mentions of knife play, overstimulation, blood

🐸| ft (some of the) phantom troupe, adult trio, pariston, kurapika+leorio x fem!reader<33 enjoy and ily!! part 3 will b out whenever I get the chance to publish<333

kurapika kurta

would rather be affectionate with you outside of physical touch but will definitely try it out. there will probably be lots of soft praise and reassurance as he grips your thighs, trying to be as accommodating as possible and make the experience pleasurable for you every time. he really doesn't know how good he is at it and is a little nervous about what your experience was, and he'll start blushing and shii when you cum in his mouth😩 he adores the sounds of your quiet moans and whimpers when he hits the right places.

tbh 100000/10 kurapika's face looks so pretty in between ur thighs

leorio paladiknight

leorio’s a doctor, so you better believe he’s familiar with the female anatomy. he knows where everything is and uses it to his advantage. it’s the one time he doesn’t act stupid- he’s really good at making you finish, focusing almost entirely on the pleasure centers like the clit and g-spot.

pariston hill

yes and is a huge fucking tease and makes you kinda wanna kill him. he'll go really slowly and just look up at you with that bitch ass smile like he isn't nose deep in between your thighs rn

he doesn't care if he messes up your clothes. pariston will eat u out while your skirt is still on so you'll stain it and humiliate yourself while he cleans his face up so it looks like he never touched you

makes these obnoxious licking noises when you cum just to fluster you and tell you what a slutty mess you are. don't expect any aftercare or some shit bc all he's gonna do is mock you and your pathetic whimpers

phinks magcub

will only do so when he's jealous or had a bad day. throwing you onto the bed, holding you down, and sucking your clit till u cry is the perfect pick-me-up

loves when you grab his hair and unconsciously push him into you more. he adores how desperate you get, and phinks gets to tease you about it later.

drinks every last drop of your cum once you finish- but even then, he probably makes u orgasm like two more times before just laying down beside you and making fun of you lmao

fr if you get bratty outside of the bedroom he'll just remind you of how much of a mess he can make of you- that shuts u up real quick but doesn't save you

uvogin

absolutely ravages you. he's so much bigger than you that he can't help but pin your legs to the bed and just eat you out for hours, relishing in the fact that you can't move an inch because of how strong he is

penetrates you with his tongue

will also finger you super slowly while licking your clit, he can't get enough of your pretty screams

will not stop until you're begging him to and squirting everywhere, thrashing wildly beneath his grip and your face sweaty and flushed. he loves to overstimulate you, with your clit red and swollen and extra sensitive and your hole leaking all over the mattress

even then, he may not be done

nobunaga hazama

will be actually quite gentle. he'll give your clit little flicks of his tongue and kiss in between your thighs, may or may not give you some soft praise

that is, until you start to whimper, asking him to speed up so you can cum

all of a sudden his grip will become a hell of a lot tighter

"stay still."

that's when he'll begin edging you, delivering long, slow licks to your clot while teasing your dripping entrance with the tip of his tongue, going fast enough to make you whine and cry out but not enough to allow you to meet your release

he'll tell you how good you taste just to make you blush

this man is all about edging. you're lucky if he lets you cum at all

feitan portor

it is rare he eats you out- in fact, it's rare for you two to do anything sexual at all. he doesn't have that high a sex drive

but when he sees you smiling a little too much in someone else's direction, or prancing around in a skirt a little too short for his liking around another guy, that's when he's at 100

he'll hold your clit between his teeth while he fingers you slowly and licks at your entrance, taking a sinister amount of delight from your desperate pleas to go just a little faster

occasionally he'll lean up to look at you, kissing you ravenously with your sweet, sticky juices on his lips

he'll still be fingering you at his agonizing pace when he pulls out his blade, abruptly slitting three bloody lines into your thigh that form the letter 'F'

as you wince from the sting, feitan dips back down and plunges his tongue straight into your entrance, making you cry out and writhe with his hand pressing your marked thigh to the bed

"you belong to me."

shalnark

yes and will probably have a whole conversation with you while he does so. you're a moaning mess and the sheets beneath you are soaked and he's just like "so what do you think of my latest ability? i think it's pretty cool, but..."

he fully expects you to answer too. like bestie what

and when you don't he'll slide a finger into you and repeat what he said casually, waiting for a reply. he keeps this up until you have no choice but to answer because you're so overstimulated and literally cannot take any more

chrollo lucilfer

soft dom energy

he'll probably do this usually to help you relax if not solely for his own pleasure

chrollo is actually a huge tease. he'll eat you out at totally inappropriate times- like if you're out to dinner he'll pretend he dropped something, slip under the table and next thing you know you're trying to order for both you and chrollo while he's between your thighs, eating you out to his heart's content

plants butterfly kisses on your clit and whispers soft praises in your ear, gently placing a hand over your lips to quiet your whines

makes sure he catches all your cum in his mouth.

will certainly overstimulate you then proceed to edge you. one second your body is shaking so much you can't even speak and the next you're begging chrollo to keep going, keep licking, make you cum. when you try and finish the job yourself chrollo grabs your wrist and begins to gently lick your aching bud himself, slurping softly with his eyes never leaving yours- but with the smallest amount of pressure possible. you will probably be in tears but at least he's a god at aftercare

illumi zoldyck

he doesn’t have much of a sex drive, but he really doesn’t mind eating you out every once in a while mostly for his own pleasure. illumi might edge you a bit, but mostly he just likes to give you what you want- steadily sucking your clit and pumping his long fingers in and out of you until you come in his mouth. do him a favor and hold his hair back- he doesn’t like getting too messy, although illumi loves to see you orgasm.

hisoka morow

this is self explanatory

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aaronhotchstuff · 2 years

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all the otp questions for audrey and kate??

tagging @come-along-pond & @luucypevensie!! sorry this is super late i literally forgot to post it lmao 😭😭

1. Who is the most affectionate?

surprisingly, audrey!! despite her discomfort with touch, she gets used to having kate around and the two of them just casually brushing against each other that it stops bothering her anymore! (unexpected touches still make her jumpy, though, especially if it’s from others)

2. Big spoon/Little spoon?

audrey/kate

3. Most common argument?

“you never tell me anything.”

4. Favorite non-sexual activity?

snuggling!!!!!!

5. Who is most likely to carry the other?

audrey lol

6. What is their favorite feature of their partner’s?

i’m gonna do both physical and mental, as per my bestie poppy <3 kate’s favorite of audrey is her nose and her eyes (because she can read her through them!) and how she listens to her ramble no matter how incoherent and nonsensical the things she says are!! audrey’s favorite of kate is her neck (cause when she goes to kiss her it’s what she can reach first bc she’s small af lmao) and how she’s able to say so many things at once!!

7. What’s the first thing that changes when they realize they have feelings for the other?

i don’t think there’s anything tbh! they’re the same as the first time they met (again)

8. Nicknames? & if so, how did they originate?

AH the only nickname audrey has for kate is katie, but even then she rarely calls her that. katherine elizabeth bishop is there when she does something stupid lmao. and kate calls her a lot of nicknames, i know this in my heart, but rn all i can think of at the top of my head is drey akshsks

9. Who worries the most?

audrey!!

10. Who remembers what the other one always orders at a restaurant?

both of them <3

11. Who tops?

AH they’re both service tops!! so it varies a lot but like 80% of the time kate tops bc audrey is such a bottom agsjsfaha

12. Who initiates kisses?

audrey!!!!

13. Who reaches for the other’s hand first?

it depends on the situation, but it’s usually kate! though she waits for audrey to see it and be the one to touch first because she doesn’t wanna make her uncomfortable!!

14. Who kisses the hardest?

FAHSAGA it’s probably both of them???? though i’d say audrey does more often

15. Who wakes up first?

kate!

16. Who wants to stay in bed just a little longer?

audrey!!

17. Who says I love you first?

kate <3

18. Who leaves little notes in the other’s one lunch? (Bonus: what does it usually say?)

oof they don’t but if they did it’d be kate; although i imagine audrey leaving little notes for her like when kate decides to do something she definitely should not do and audrey lets her know that she knows through them 😭 it’s like a continuous type of notes where when she opens her gear, there’s a “don’t” and when she steps to the door there’s a “don’t do it” LMAO (and then audrey would probably be waiting for her outside AKSJSKJS)

19. Who tells their family/friends about their relationship first?

well uh they didn’t really have to tell anyone because it just kind of happened and they were a little busy trying to not get killed but clint was the first to know!

20. What do their family/friends think of their relationship?

clint expected it so he’s lowkey obnoxious about it, so is abby, harvey is so happy for them but so disappointed she didn’t see it in action, her youngest cousin i’ve yet to name is so annoyed because her attention is split between him and kate lmao 😭 meanwhile eleanor does not support them, she doesn’t like audrey and what she (and clint) has brought into her daughter’s life. though jack is like, super supportive???? the only thing left for him to say is “go lesbians”

everyone else is just happy for them and doesn’t really have a significant reaction!! but honorable mention: yelena is thrilled and always comments about how similar they are although they do not see it (she be stating facts though <3)

21. Who is more likely to start dancing with the other?

kate, most likely!!

22. Who cooks more/who is better at cooking?

audrey, definitely! kate probably hasn’t cooked anything that didn’t come out of a box lmao

23. Who comes up with cheesy pick up lines?

kate!!! this annoys audrey so much but like probably secretly loves it afsjshha

24. Who whispers inappropriate things in the other’s ear during inappropriate times?

oh man. both???? though probably more so audrey just to turn on annoy kate FAJSGAA

25. Who needs more assurance?

eh neither, they’re both pretty proud of themselves

26. What would be their theme song?

are you bored yet by wallows ft. clairo

27. Who would sing to their child back to sleep?

uhhhhhh kate

28. What do they do when they’re away from each other?

kate just chills at home and texts her a lot while audrey either tries to sleep or is out investigating something and punching some thugs lol

29. One headcanon about this OTP that breaks your heart

ummm there’s still so much that audrey hasn’t told kate and so there’s definitely some secrets between them that’ll most likely affect them in more ways than one

30. One headcanon about this OTP that mends it

kate is not one to give up so easily though, so you can bet that she’s not just gonna up and leave her girlfriend because of that; which just makes audrey fall for her more!! so she makes sure that she’ll still take the effort to open up to her now and again!!!

otp question meme / my inbox

#kei answers #hope tag #*#ocs*#oc: audrey barton #audrey asks #otp: you’re an idiot #kaudrey asks

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nerdycanible1 · 3 years

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The Healing Plant.

This is a story of Kya's and Lin's past. Of who gave Kya her betrothal necklace and why Lin has issues. This is my own little story so of course I will not have the facts lol. Also please be warned as this has some explicit content of fire and burns. Along with death. Please don't read if you are sensitive to such things. Please enjoy.

All art is mine.

Lin squeezed her pillow as a tear glided down her cheek. "Her last breath will always haunt my dreams. The echoes of her breath bounce around in my head and I cannot rid of it." Her lip trembled. "How can you forgive me?" She whispered. "I lost the only person dear to you." She whimpered. "I failed you."

Kya looked at Lin with a wince as her heart was still numb. Losing her wife only a few days ago didn't make her feel right. Her hand clenched as the water near them began to freeze. The betrothal necklace around her neck felt as if a million pounds of anvils were on her chest. Lin couldn't save her. Lin couldn't save the only person she has ever cared about. The only soul mate.

Lin was wrapped in bandages as her burn wounds was still raw, tender and still needed a lot of healing. Her hair was disheveled as tears glided down her face, her eyes puffy. Why does she get to cry? Not like she's the one that lost a lover.

"You did fail." Kya says barely above a whisper, clenching her fists. The bright smile Zhi always seemed to save for her. the tender kisses and the affectionate laugh that always made her join in. "How can you let her get hurt?!"

Lin flinched and whimpered. She began to push herself up and winced. "Kya let me explain what h-"

"No!!! Zhi Ruo is gone because of you!! You let her get hurt... you let her die! You let my wife die!!" Lin sniffled and covered her face ashamed. "I thought you were a protector of civilians. Of everyone." The water in the pans, bowls and cups trembled as Kya was getting more and more angry. Her grief getting the best of her.

Lin had no idea Zhi was Kya's wife. She didn't know. She tried to save her but instead she let the woman get killed. Be my wife Kya. I'll always be there for you.

Kya growled as she raised the water above her head ready to hurt Lin. Lin squeezed her eyes shut ready to for the pain but it never came. Instead she felt the ice water plop onto her as she saw Kya's retreating form leave the room.

[11 Years Later]

Lin sat in her apartment drinking her bitter coffee. it was already 3 in the morning and Lin was wearing her tank top. Tenzin breaking up with her after 13 years and Kya never seeing her was a harsh world to be in. Lin was a bitter woman, being the age of 39 and no suiters was not a way to go. Her finger subconsciously running over her burned flesh. The scars were permanent and she still felt the death of Zhi pretty hard. Kya still hasn't forgiven her and it only dawned to her that she may never see the woman again.

She was just finishing her last cup of the night before there was a tentative knock on her front door. She frowned as she looked up at the clock and saw that it was 3:47 am. She stood up with a sigh and stomped her way to the door and opened it up. "What do you wa-" Her words dying in her throat when seeing the waterbender. Lin went rigid when she heard the others words bounce in her head. Your fault! Your FAULT. Kya looked up at Lin with a smile but only furrowed her brows seeing the bad fire wounds on Lin and the look upon her face. "Lin, spirits you chan-"

Lin let out a strained sob and slammed the door in front of her, leaving the waterbender on her porch. Lin stumbled back and her hands trembled as her arm began to burn. "Lin are you okay? Linnie?"

Lin held onto her arm and cursed under her breath. The hurried knocks from Kya was agitating her along with her arm. Her heart ached at the memory. She wanted to explain herself to Kya about the whole situation but all she got was the sad stares from the family. Kya had packed up in the middle of the night and no one knew where she went. Lin growled and walked to the door. She stood up and held her chest up and swung the door open. Kya almost fell forward but began to gather her balance. "Lin-" she breathed in relief but Lin crossed her arms over her chest.

"What is it?" She snapped. Kya flinched hearing the harshness of the of Lin's words. The last time they talked, Lin was goofy and had kinder words. Kya frowned as she gulped and looked at her. "Can I com-"

"No you may not. State your business so I can head to bed. I have a early shift in the morning. Now what is it?"

Kya frowned and looked up at the other as her brows furrowed. "We need to talk. I thought you'd want to see me after I came back." Her heart ached. Just what had happened to her best friend. Lin always had time for her.

"Came back?" She barked. "How long ago was it you were gone? How many letters did you write? How many years?" Lin glared down at the woman and kept her arm from view the best she could. The burn mark was from the mid of her forearm all the up to the mid way of her neck. I burned part of her back and her stomach.

Kya felt her brows draw down as her eyes watered. "I would have... I thought we were over this. Lin that was, I was still a k-"

"Save it. I don't need your words of pity. If there's nothing else then let me head back to sleep." How can I get over it when your words haunt my dreams. The tears and the hate in your eyes. "Lin wa-" Lin didn't give her another chance as she slammed the door in her face.

{TIME SKIP}

It was a few days later before Lin was heading to the island to talk to Katara and Aang. The kids and her may have gotten on the wrong foot but that doesn't mean her and her aunty and uncle were on the bad foot. And she also promised to help them build a new set of stairs to help be easier to go up to the temple. She also wanted to catch up with Bumi till he was deployed again. The two were an unlikely pair but they became really close and were practically best friends.

Once Lin arrived she was greeted by the same acolytes that always greet her. She began to make her way up the make shift stairs and jog up them as she wanted to greet Katara before she got to work. Once she made it to the house she opened the door and ran right into the Waterbender. Lin grunted as she stumbled back and she looked up and was ready to apologize to Katara for running into her until she saw who it was and she stayed quiet. Kya and her were in a stare down before an arm hooked around her shoulders and she was pulled into Bumi's side. Lin groaned as she began to pull herself away from Bumi. "BUMI!!!" She growled as he would chuckle and hold her in his arms.

Kya frowned seeing the two act so familiar to each other. Lin wasn't like that with her. Lin punched him in the gut and he huffed and bent forward with a obnoxious laugh. "Your punch is the same." He grunted.

Lin chuckled and stood there watching as Bumi tried to regain his breath.

Lin chuckled tapped the others shoulder. "As much as I like beating you up Bumi I wanna say hi to your mother." Bumi smiled at Lin and followed after her as if he hadn't got his guts mushed. "Mom made some apple tarts and breakfast."

Lin could feel the others icy glare though she ignored it. She didn't want to talk to her. Her burn was irritating her again, it seemed to always burn around the bad memories and now Kya. Lin was wearing a long sleeved shirt that was a little too hot to wear during the summer but it looked as if it didn't bother Lin.

Once inside Lin greeted her uncle and aunty and hugged them both, though it be a one sided hug it didn't mean any less than love.

Lin listened to them talk while Bumi hung back with Kya. "What's wrong with the both of you? Lin used to always greet you first?" He looked down at his little sister and Kya rolled her eyes.

"Things change Bumi. It's been years since the last we saw each other." Kya muttered as she looked at the police chief. Lin laughed with them and stole a apple tart. Lin always loved sweets and always was spoiled whenever she came over.

"Can you get me some water Lin, I wanna make some tea to go with this." Katara said holding a bowl out to her. Lin smiled and finished swallowing her food before she grabbed the bowl.

"Of course." She began to walk out of the house and Katara made sure the other left the door before Katara threw a spoon at Kya, hitting her squarely on the forehead.

"You were supposed to talk to Lin last night!!" She grumbled. She began to walk towards her. "Why didn't you two talk?!"

Bumi started laughing loudly and holding his stomach as he did so. Kya rubbed her forehead and pouted towards her mother. "Mom let me explain. She slammed the door in my face." Katara glared at her and placed her hands on her hips.

"That shouldn't stop you. You're a master waterbender and you let a door stop you? When I was your age-no younger than you I sliced through a wooden cage with only my sweat. And you let a door stop you." Katara shook her head and went back to cooking. "Now go out there and set it straight." Aang gave his daughter a sympathetic look.

Kya chewed the inside if her cheek before she sighed and walked outside. Leaving Bumi's boisterous laugh inside and went to the well.

Lin grunted as she looked down in the well saw the water. She frowned as she saw the bucket down in the water without the rope tied around it. With a heavy sigh Lin began to crawl inside the well and braced herself against the wall. She began to slowly make her way down into the dark well. "Lin? Lin?" Kya began to look around for the woman and frowned not seeing her. Lin had just grabbed the bucket while she was trying to keep her balance against the wells walls.

With one last look around her grabbed a bucket and used her bending to bring water out of the well. A yelp left the well as Lin got soaked in the ice water and a loud splash was heard as Lin fell into the water. The Well wall wasn't structured properly and the rocks were loose.

Kya dropped the water and ran to the well seeing Lin at the bottom. Lin was floating in the water and Lin was glaring daggers at Kya. "Spirits Lin. You ok-"

Lin grunted and grabbed the wall of the well before she began to earthbend her wait up. Her clothes were all soaked. "Here let me help y-"

Lin swatted her hands away as she crawled out of the well with a huff and stood there letting the water drip off of her. "I'm fine." She knew it was her fault but that didn't mean she wasn't mad. With a heavy sigh, Lin unbuttoned her shirt and pulled it off. Lin was wearing nothing but the wraps around her chest. Lin was muttering sweet words under her breath as she began to take her shoes off.

Kya's eyes raked over her body and brows furrowed. She had no idea how Lin could stand the scars. It must have hurt her so badly. Her fingers subconsciously ran over the wrinkled scars. Lin tensed and went rigid, her body had froze and trembled.

"Zhi!! This is no time for you to act like a hero!! Kya can care for herself!" Lin grasped her arm and began to pull her out of the temple. The smoke was building up in the room, the logs blazing with fire were coming down.

It was only supposed to be a damn house fire but the team got split up and were each ambushed and attacked. Zhi fought against Lin's grip and shoved Lin away. "Shes in trouble! I can feel it!" Lin growled as she grabbed her hand again but Zhi slapped Lin across the face and pointed upwards. Kya was being choked while the man was ready to stab her.

With the burning, stinging sensation on her cheek Lin was ready to slap the other.

The smoke was filling Lin's lungs and she could barely breath. With a quick flick of her arm a rock flew towards the man. Lin didn't see the non bender run off and she continued to distract him from the first floor.

A scream rang in her ears and just like in slow motion she saw the pillar give way and was slowly falling to the ground. Her heart ached as she had to make a hard decision. She knew Kya can care for herself and a second later Lin was using her metal from her suit to hold the pillar up along with her right arm. It felt as if hot boiling, blistering water was being poured on the right side of her body.

A blood curdling scream left Lin's lips as she held the pillar up. She soon saw Zhi under her. The woman looked as white as a ghost but she was still breathing. But what wasn't right was the blood pooling around her. Her breath was shallow and had a small wheeze to it.

Part of the pillar was broken and stabbed the other in the stomach. Even if she did manage to get out from under the wood, the burn Mark's and huge hole in her stomach wouldn't let her live.

Tears filled her eyes as she was losing a friend and there was nothing she could do. With the fire on her skin, cooking her alive she felt as if she was gonna pass out at any given moment.

She clenched her jaw, her breathing getting shallower and shallower. Lin took a deep breath and she clenched her jaw. With all her remaining strength she pushed herself to her feet and lifted the pillar as high as she could. She needed to get her out of here. She couldnt burn in here. With another growl she threw the pillow behind her and lifted the woman in her arms. Her skin felt as if it was melting away.

Shakey, jello-y legs began to carry the woman out. Tears gliding down her cheeks as she could see the light of the door way. The body in her arms slowly getting colder and colder. Her heart barely beating.

"Stay alive. Stay alive. Stay alive." Lin chanted over and over. "Stay awake." Her sight was growing dimmer and dimmer.

"Tell... Kya I love her." She wheezed. Lin had laid the other a good few feet away from the collapsing house. She smiled and brought her hand up to her cheek. Tears filled her eyes as she stared into Lin's eyes. "Take care of her."

Lin shook her head and clenched onto her hand with trembling fingers. Her hand couldn't even give her strength. "Y-You have to do that. Please. Z-Zhi... please."

Zhi gave her a lightlsmile and caressed her cheek but her strength gave out and her hand dropped. Her head began to lean to the side and her breathing was all she heard. Lin held her hand and stroked it. She couldn't heal her. The least she could do was be there in her last moments. With one last ragged, deep breath she was gone. Lin squeezed her hand as she was losing her best friend. Her tears dropping on her arm.

Lin smacked her hand away and glared at her. "Don't touch me." She didn't yell it, she didn't squeeze her hand. She didn't do anything except utter the words.

But Kya felt all the emotions hit her hard. Feeling her aura felt as if she were in the saddest place on the world. Kya stumbled back and tears filled her eyes.

Lin stared at the other and watched her step back. Her hand pressed against her forearm, feeling the ugly burn marks. "What happened? I-It couldn't have been that bad." Kya breathed as she seemed to have regained herself.

Lin felt her lip raise to a scowl and she grasped the other by the front of her dress and pulled her close. She stared up into her eyes, not even caring for the obvious height difference. "Not that bad? NOT THAT BAD?!" Lin growled as she felt her grip tighten, her fingers going white, the joints in her fingers screamed under the pressure.

"Maybe if you didn't run off in the middle of the night then you would have known what actually happened." She barked. She began to walk forward and Kya took and alternating one back.

"L-Lin."she grimaced as she was shoved back. The little push wouldn't have hurt but the strong fingers of Lin Beifong was no joke. "I was just a kid. I-I just had lost my wife. I-I was hurting." Kya defended herself.

Lin's eyes blazed, the ground beneath them trembled. "Just a kid?" She clenched her jaw and glared at her. "I was a kid too!" She growled. "She was my best friend!" She snapped. The rumble of the Beifong's anger made the stone split. "I... I watched her die." The rumbling suddenly stopped and the broken Beifong stood there. "We were friends before you were her wife." She whispered. "I knew her before you."

Lin took a deep breath and finally looked into her eyes. "It was my fault she died I know t-that." Her voice cracked and she ran a hand over her scars, her nails digging into the scar. The sight made Kya wince.

"I just.... the pillar fell... I ran as fast, as I could." She felt the tear run down her cheek. "She loved you." She whispered. Lin's heart ached as she hung her head and hid her pained face. "She said... she loved you... I-I." She gulped and squeezed her eyes shut. But not me. She didn't... she didnt love me. "How can I let her die. I held the pillar... I made sure it didn't crush her..."

Lin's gut twisted and she turned and looked out to the waterview. "Her last breath hangs in my head, her bright amber eyes are forever burned in my mind."

"Lin I'm so sorry." Kya whispered. She walked over to the other but Lin stepped back. "Lin." She grabbed her by the hand and Lin took a shuttering breath.

"Zhi died. The pillar I held up was on fire, the fire burned so badly and I couldn't even hold it up." Lin looked up at Kya with furrowed brows. "I've never seen someone hate me so much." She gulped and gripped her hand. "For the first time in my life, I saw someone hate me so much you were willing to kill me."

Kya opened her mouth the say something but Lin shut her up with a look. She didn't want Kya to speak. Not at all.

"I know I should've protected her but... it hurt so much." She looked into Kya's eyes and her brows twitched together every now and then. "Why did you blame me for her death?" She whispered. "She was a grown woman and... and she made her own decisions." She glared at Kya before she sighed and just let her emotions fall into a numb impassive face.

"I'm tired of this Kya." She stepped back and rubbed her shoulder. Kya grabbed her and pulled her into a hug.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't think my words would hurt you this bad." She closed her eyes and pulled her in close. "I'm so sorry."

All Lin could do was stand there. She made no move to hug her back, her mind wondered back to the temple. Every night she relived the same dream. With the smell of burnt hair, the smell of flesh and the small hint of blood.

The smell never left Lin's nose, she always smelled and tasted the fire.

#nerds #art #queer artist #atla #legendofkorra #lesbian #lgbtq #lin beifong #kya ll #legend of korra kya #heart break #fanfic

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bitchiha · 4 years

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Ok I know these characters are not the main ones but can I request some relationship hcs for Genma, Ibiki and Omoi? You can totally exclude some of them if you don’t want to write for them 🙈

A/N: Girl!! Thank you for this!! I honestly never thought about writing for these characters before, which is kinda weird bc I love all of them?? Anyways, without further ado..

✎ Relationship Headcanons!

Genma Shiranui

Ugh this man gives me tingles LNDJSJS He’s gives me immaculate vibes and he looks so cool all the time, but... you are the one thing that can really rattle this mans cool confident exterior down to the bone.

I think he has a baddie type. Like you know what you want, confidence, just bad bitch energy to the max!! Uhm also I feel like he digs long legs and girls who are taller than him. If you’re a baddie who’s tall and confident he’s floored. But even if you are short, it doesn’t matter as long as you can wipe the floor with him LMFAOOO. He likes Instagram baddies I’m sorry it’s true.

He strikes me as a smirky / flirty type of boyfriend. Like he’ll really fluster you up and have this cocky smirk the whole time he’s doing it. But you know how you can get payback that works every. single. time? If you take that toothpick out of his mouth and slip it into yours and walk away. He’ll stand there with his jaw to the floor like mhm, Yah, she just did that.

I feel like he also goes batshit crazy for nicknames, like he will call you any sort of pet name ever. Princess, babe, baby, (baby girl irks the fuck out of me so I’m not putting it here w/out saying that), honey, love, cutie, darling. But he likes it if you just call him the classic names like babe or baby, he does have this thing for being called darling though. Like if hes being a little shit and refuses to get the tv remote for you just plead and add the word “darling” To the end of the sentence and boom! Your wish is his command.

For cuddling I see him as more of a switch. Like he can be the big spoon some days and wrap you up in his arms and legs, but then he can also be the little spoon, really loves when you’ve got your leg around his waist or if youre playing with his hair.

He loves neck kisses, like he loves them. He really likes giving them, hes the type of person to purposely give you hickeys in noticeable places just to watch you struggle to cover them up. However, he loves receiving neck kisses too. Make sure to leave him a hickey for payback.

Another thing about Genma is that he’s super funny, like he can make you laugh until your ribs get tough. So he’s good at cheering you up and helping you loosen up in tough situations. Like he can lighten the mood instantly. This is great because if you two are ever arguing or if you’re in a bad mood he can just say a few jokes and get you laughing in no time.

He’s also the type to show off his relationship. Like if you aren’t a ninja, he will show you off to all his ninja friends and brag about you whenever an opportunity presents itself. If you are a ninja though, you would make the most badass duo on missions and he will flaunt it to his comrades almost obnoxiously. Ebisu gets annoyed the most.

So yah, he likes showing you off but don’t forget to show him off too! Like really show him off to your friends and get him all confident about himself. Feed his ego bc he will repay you for it later ;)

With all that being said, it’s safe to say he also digs pda. Like he doesn’t mind kissing, hand holding, wrapping an arm around you, just being affectionate overall. I mean he won’t be too crazy like he won’t shove his tongue down your throat or anything, but like a quick kiss never killed anyone.

Ibiki

I think one of the best and worst parts about dating Ibiki is that he can literally read you like a book. So he knows when youre feeling upset or uncomfortable or literally anything. It’s good because he can get you to open up about something that’s bothering you and be able to help you. It’s bad because he can end up pestering the shit out of you until he finds out what’s wrong.

Anyways, he’ll be a good gift giver, like he picks up on the way you look at a certain dress in a shopfront window, or how your gaze lingered a second longer than normal on a bracelet a passerby was wearing. Then boom, the next day you’ve got it.

I know he’s a tough guy, but look at the gif! LOOK AT IT!! He has that soft spot. Also remember that episode when we met his brother? I seen a glimmer of that soft spot! He will be gentle and caring with you 100% like I see him giving you sweet kisses when you’re at home together, playing with your hair, things like that, but only when you’re alone.

He can also be a tough love kind of guy sometimes as well. If you aren’t a ninja he will want to have you learn basic techniques for defending yourself. He may even teach you some ninja basics and a jutsu or two, just so you can protect yourself when he’s away on missions. If you’re a ninja he will teach you more complex jutsus.

In public he prefers to keep the relationship discreet because I mean, he has enemies. He’s not gonna want them to go after you in order to get to him. So at the most, he’ll put a hand on your back when you’re in public. But like I said, when you’re alone together he’s super affectionate.

He’s probably not like the best big spoon in terms of cuddling though, like I think he may accidentally crush you. And anyways I see him liking you being the one laying on him or draping a leg over him instead of the other way around.

His favourite types of kisses to give you are kisses on the top of your head and forehead kisses. Like before he leaves on some very important mission, he’ll give you a kiss on the top of your head. In the mornings when you two wake up he’ll give you a kiss on your forehead.

If you want to melt this guy though, you should give him kisses on his scars. Especially the ones on his face. He also likes when you trace your fingers over them. It makes him feel comforted and he’ll probably fall asleep while you do so.

Ibiki can be a hype man, but in a different sort of way. Like he won’t be cheering you on the loudest, but he’ll be the one who gives you the best advice behind the scenes. Like if you’re going on a difficult mission, he’ll tell you how smart and strong you are and how much of an excellent ninja you’ve become. Then he’ll slide some advice in on strategies with the information you told him.

I think he’s the best at helping you wind down after a mission, but he’s not there to do it very often because he’s busy a lot. When does though, he greets you at the door, runs you a bath and makes you something to eat. Then you can lay in bed or on the couch together and you can tell him all about the mission. Also if you return the favour when he comes back from missions, he will melt again.

Supportive and helpful bf, 10/10

Omoi

You love him, you really do but sometimes his over analyzing situations problem really gets on your nerves. Like he can be like “you wore a light sweater instead of a heavier one, does that mean you don’t want to stay out that long?” And ur like: bruh I just wore this sweater because it looked cuter.

He can also be more negative in situations (he’s cautious so he wants to always factor in the worst worst worst case scenarios) so it would be amazing if you could balance him out without getting hot headed with him. Like giving him some positive things to think about instead of focussing all on the bad will get him to be more reasonable, but only if youre the one to say it.

Will also 10/10 force you to listen to Bee’s rapping with him. If he’s forced to stay and suffer through front row seats of his masters horrible rapping, you best believe he’s making you suffer too. It’s a relationship afterall, so that means he’s gonna constantly drag you into things that are kinda crazy.

He gets lost in his thoughts a lot so you sometimes gotta keep him on track. Like you may have been talking about what you should eat for dinner, but he ends up talking about agriculture, so you have to cut in and make the decision yourself.

All his wild imaginative thoughts get you curious so when you’re just hanging out on a lazy day. You’ll set him on a ramble and he could just talk and talk and talk and you’ll nod your head until your sleeping quietly on his shoulder. He won’t notice until he asks you if you agree or something and you don’t reply. He would have been offended if you weren’t so cute.

Also, you wanna know what gets him going? So, sorta like what I said about Genma, If you just take that lollipop right out of his mouth and put it in yours... he’s gone, you’ve just sent him into another dimension and you probably can’t bring him back, it’s also a good way to get him to stop talking.

Man, Omoi just likes kissing. Like he doesn’t care what kind of kiss as long as its a kiss. He likes giving quick kisses on your lips and also on your cheek and likes when you do the same for him.

I think he likes being the big spoon when you’re cuddling but he doesn’t mind either way. Like if you wanna attach yourself to him one day then he will let you. He likes to talk while you’re cuddling too and probably ends up with his forehead resting in the crook of your neck. That’s like his go to spot.

He has a very good imagination so the two of you are always going on cool dates. Some of them turn out amazing, others result in you two running for your life. It’s never a dull date, though!

This also means he can get you the oddest gifts. Like sometimes he can really hit the mark with some really cool necklace or gadget, and other times your like: why did you think I would need a slug statue? Or like he’ll get you some obscure poster and it won’t even match your rooms colour theme. It’s okay though, it’s the thought that counts and even then, the gifts are still cool. I mean you can put the slug statue on your balcony, it’ll look nice there.

He doesn’t mind pda, I think he’d be really affectionate tbh. He loves slinging an arm around your waist or shoulders, or giving you a quick kiss. Like Genma, he doesn’t mind showing off his s/o. Like yes! All the villagers can admire this badass duo.

It may kill him, but he would ask Karui for relationship advice. She would probably just mess with him for the most part. That being said, Karui and you will get along 1000%. Lowkey likes you more than Omoi.

He needs to know you can take care of yourself in the event of an enemy attack, so he lowkey might surprise you with a sneak attack at random times, just to make sure you’re prepared. Like you could be watching tv at home and he just sneaks up on you and is like “boom! This is an enemy attack? Whatcha gonna do?” At first you would get scared, now you just sigh and walk away.

“What? So you’re just gonna walk away from the enemy? That’s not how this stuff works!”

#naruto headcanons #naruto shippuden #naruto x reader #genma shiranui #omoi #ibiki morino #anime headcanons

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helluvaxhazbin · 2 years

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@goetianavian

Currently iconing blitz from episode seven. Reminded me how much I love my boy. Definitely my favorite character from this show. I just wanna see him happy cause boy he had it rough in this episode. Even started out with him getting thrown in a dumpster.

So that got me thinking of domestic stolitz. Basically when they start dating.

Okay so blitz stays holed up in the mansion out of fear and anxiety. But after a few weeks maybe a month stolas is able to convince him to come outside. They still have heavy security for blitz’s safety but also his worries for his own safety. He really has to be eased into it. They start with small things like dinner and outings to the park or trips to the mall or stores stolas is known to frequent.

In this time frame where he’s kinda on vacation he does show up to the office to set up new clients. He doesn’t do much more than that. With the aid of stolas’s portal he only really travels from the mansion to the office.

M & m reporting back to him after they’ve finished a job. They’re very clearly concerned cause he’s showing his depression and lack of passion he used to have in spades. Towards the end of his slump he manages to tag along on a couple missions.

Over time he’s slowly building his confidence back up. If they get any comments about blitz being his plaything or pet he’s overcome with this boiling rage. Loudly declaring probably with a megaphone that stolas is his boyfriend. Which I think would shock and fluster the bird.

I imagine after this the bird is on cloud nine, They’re basically in the honey moon stage and are being just as lovey dovey as moxxie and millie. Something blitz tries to shove in moxxie’s face. Though he doesn’t really care as long as they don’t see or hear anything sexual. Which they definitely do. Mostly moxxie though. He sees them both dry humping while making out or catching them fucking in public places Such as blitz’s office, the limo or the company van.

Once he’s comfy enough he brings stolas along for company meetings. Letting the birb sit in his chair while he uses his lap as his own personal seat. The prince either resting his chin on his head or he’s stroking the imps horns. They’re definitely flirt and being super affectionate. Obnoxious to moxxie but neither could give less of a shit.

Okay so in canon stolas has said it was thrilling to see him on the job. Also with my blitz he finds stolas showing off his power whether that to be scaring people off or pure violence to be a huge turn on. Can confirm the imp would fuck his brains out after seeing the owl kill someone especially if it was for him. So I’m just imaging either them killing together or stolas tagging along on one of their missions. Either he’s turned on by blitz’s killing or he’s swooning the whole time.

#Give Into Your Inner Demons Again! (headcanons)

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jinrawon · 3 years

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Your wish is my command. Part 2.

Jinyoung x Fem!Reader. Royal AU.

Genre: Fluff, angst. A bit of fantasy perhaps.

Summary: When the crown prince, Park Jinyoung, breaks his engagement he is forced to have someone he did not expect as his knight. Displeased with the idea, deep down he knows he will need her by his side.

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Jaebeom had tried to talk to your father about the marriage but he did not falter. Even if he felt bad there was nothing else he could do for you. The chaos soon covered the halls of the manor. There was a marriage to prepare.

The next few days there were no news of you. It was usual for the kingdom to know what you had done as the commoners loved you. Since the marriage agreement all you did was try on dresses and pick flowers. Your mother did most of the work you were supposed to do afraid of a possible sabotage. You did not feel offended at her distrust, she was right. The meetings with your soon to be husband were always short and your father was the one to speak for the most part. All the duke could get from you were yes and no. The news was yet to be known to the other nobles and even to the royal family. It was a well hidden secret.

“ It’s not usually that I sell wedding dresses. “ Said the owner of the shop. He was a well-known designer and when you needed help with clothes he was the one you would come to. “ But I thought you didn’t want to get married, Y/N? “ And Bambam was probably one of the few people you had trusted all your life. “ And to that old geezer. The prince at least was decent, but that one? “

“ I guess I haven’t had a choice since the beginning. “ You whispered and saw another dress. All of them seemed obnoxious to you. “ I’m so sorry, we’ve been looking for a dress of my taste for ages now.”

“ And we are gonna keep doing it, “ He said. “ I’m pretty sure Yugyeom’s about to arrive, he’ll keep them occupied.”

“ What for?” “ Don’t you wanna stay away from them for a little? “

When Bambam told you that he did not waste time on getting you out of the shop while Yugyeom distracted your mother and your servants. He said you were going to a special “party” to lift your mood but what you did not expect was arriving at a masquerade ball full of drunk people. He had gotten you a mask before and insisted that you were good to go on your usual clothes. The place was not fancy but not one place of commoners either. It was something in between. Those people were not nobles like you and neither simple commoners so you finally saw what they were. They were bourgeois. Bambam and Yugyeom were bourgeoises as well, that is why you felt familiar with them. They did not differ much from nobles but they got what they had through effort.

“ Surprised?” He looked at you through his mask with a smile. “ I am quite popular you know? “ You nodded. “ A drink is not bad once in a while so why don’t you get one? “

You were surprised at the atmosphere. Whenever a noble got drunk they would get away with every little thing they wanted but in that party they seemed to hold much more respect for each other.

“ I can’t help but see that you have not danced at all, my lady.” A boy with broad shoulders and a voice that you could recognize without effort offered you his hand. He was not drunk but you knew he was tipsy. “ But I can help but feel like I’ve seen you before. “

“ You see me almost everyday , Wang. “ You smiled at him and for a moment he seemed lost in thought until he squeezed you in his arm. “ I can’t breath, Jackson. “ “ Is this what you've been doing all week? I’ve missed you. “ He was usually affectionate but the fact that he was tipsy did not help. He was hugging you as tight as he could.” Who can I go against in my sword battle if not you? “

“ Jaebeom? “ You answered him.

“ But he is my boss . “ You knew he was joking . He could definitely train with someone else but it was a daily thing having a spar with Jackson. While you could fight like no one else in a hand to hand fight, he was the genius of the sword. You did not know anyone who had won him and you had learnt from him. He was the first friend you made within the knights, most of them too afraid to approach the future queen and Jaebeom’s sister. “ What if I win? He fires me? “ “ You know he would not. “ You hit him lightly in the arm. “ But… I don’t know, he may fire you for being in a place like this when tomorrow you have to work early. “

“ I haven’t seen you here if you haven’t seen me. “

“ My lips are sealed , sir. “ You took his hand and got close to him. “ Are you still up for the dance or are you afraid my brother will fire you? “

“ Are you taking me for a coward? “

“ Am I? “

You danced with him for a while and soon felt tired. It had been hours and you were sure people were looking for you. You had to look for Bambam and go back to the shop. It was not long until you saw him. He was the main interest of a group of people who wanted to know his secret for the growth his little shop had had. The instant he saw you he dismissed the people and went to you.

“ You think it is time for me to choose that dress? “ He denied with his head and took a sip out of his wine. “ We should be going back before they accuse you of kidnapping. “

“ No worries about that, Mr Knight will cover for us. “ First Yugyeom and then Jackson. He sure had a way with making people do whatever he wanted, you were no exception. “ But yes, we should go back. Not that the dress will look good on you anyway. “

“ I think I’m quite the beauty , you know? “

“ Marriage does not go with you, “ He answered. “ You can always say “ bye , i’m living as a farmer and disappear “ , I will even do your farmer clothes. “ “ A farmer does not go with me. I am a knight. “

“ I can introduce you to some farmer friend of mine to help you get land. “ He insisted but he was starting to laugh at your face. “ And who knows? Maybe someday I’ll go to visit you and I’ll see some mini Y/N running and I’ll introduce myself as the top designer of the kingdom and they’ll be like woah. “

“ Aren’t you getting a little bit too excited , young man? “ You crossed your arms over your chest while looking at him. “ But if I have to run away I’ll make sure to tell you. “

It was not long until you arrived at the shop. Yugyeom was sitting on a chair with a look you had never seen in his usually smiling face.

“ Finally! “ He said. “ They think you are still choosing a dress so we better hurry. “

“ How the hell did you convince them? “

“ I may have said something harsh to them? “ He tried to avoid telling you but eventually your gaze made him give up. “ I told them that if they were gonna make a woman marry to at least give you time to feel pretty. “ His voice became more and more low as he spoke. “ I shouldn’t have told them off , right? “

“ I am grateful for having you as a friend,“ You smiled, thankfully. “ and I am relieved to know I’m not the only one against this. “

“ I can still talk to that prince , you know how we are friends, right? “

“ If by friends you mean he wants to kill you every single minute of his life then, yes, why not? “

“ She’s got a point. “

That same day the news of your marriage reached the queen’s ears. His son asked her why has she been concerned all day and for once she was mad at him. He did not understand, she had never been angry at him. He was perfect at what he did just to avoid disappointing her but something had really upset his mother. He left her alone following the advice his father gave him. She would be better to talk to the next day.

“ Jaebeom. “ Jinyoung called his friend’s name. When he looked at him he knew it was not only his mother that was upset. “ About what Mark suggested the other day…”

“ I don’t think I will be able to do it. “ He seemed exhausted and in a bad mood. He had seen him like that at times but never as bad at this one. “ My family is just way too busy for me to join you. “

“ That’s fine. “

He soon came to know about your wedding. There was nothing he could do. Despite thinking he was okay with all the time you avoided him he hated you for it. He tried his best and because of that for him you were the one at fault. If you didn't want to marry you should have thought better. You made that come to yourself. Deep inside he knew he felt guilty but not enough for him to change his mind.

The day of the wedding rehearsal soon came. You were at the church where you would marry the old duke and you could not help but think how everything could have been. Your mother looked at you as if you were the prettiest and tried to convince you about how once you had children you would be the happiest. You quickly answered with a " I only see you crying. " making your mother go away. You knew she was not at fault, her parents had sold her just like her grandparents had sold her mother. It was always the same and no matter how many time it passed it didn't change. You wished you could be the one to change it, the turning point.

Jinyoung went to the church. He felt guilty so at least for once he wanted to make things right. He had to apologize at least.

As his horse approached the place he could not help but notice the feeling of uneasiness that was growing in his chest. You had always been stubborn, you avoided marrying Jinyoung so he wondered how was it possible that you gave up when it came to marrying that old duke. You had to have a plan no one knew about. When he arrived the chaos was the first thing he noticed before watching you run away with a wedding dress on. Before you could go further he grabbed you by the wrist and made you stop making you gasp.

" What? "

It was not your plan. He knew just by the look on your face. You did not have a plan, you were running away because there was nothing else you could do.

" Y/N , stop. Where are you going? "

You had ripped your dress to run and your heels were in your hands. The lady your family had made you was nowhere to be seen yet what worried him the most was the face of horror you had.

" Please, just this once, " You said. " Let's not get in each other's way. " You were not asking him, you were begging and your eyes were those of someone who had no way out. You knew there was no point in running away and yet you wanted to because there was the only way out you knew. " Not anymore. " He let go of your wrist and you joined eyes in one last look at each other." Thank you and… I'm sorry. For everything. "

He knew he had to do something, if not for you for Jaebeom who would become a worried brother once he discovered you were gone, but he couldn't. For once he had seen you as you were and he wanted that person to be free.

It was raining hard and you were wet. You were alone in the streets late at night with a wedding dress on and there was only one way in the city you knew. You went there because you had promised.

You thought both of them would be sleeping but the lights on the great house that stood in front of you were on and you knew your friends' rooms. Perhaps Bambam was designing something new and Yugyeom was preparing some meeting to help his friend. The second one had always been great at making women do whatever he wanted even if he was shy around them. He was also a dancer who taught, that's how Bambam got the money to do his shop. They were good friends and it was amazing the mutual understanding they had sometimes.

When a servant finally opened the door she gasped.

" Lady Y/N, godness, you will grab a cold." You were amazed at how kind their employees were and it was a show of their understanding of people. Not even one of those people would leave the side of those two boys. " I'll bring you a towel and a tea and I'll call the masters. "

" I am sorry for troubling you this late at night. "

When both of them saw you they could not help but be horrified. You were their best friend. Someone they had never seen like that. Your feet were bleeding and your dress was barely wearable.

" Are you okay? " Yugyeom was the first one to approach you. You had never seen him that worried before. " Why are you like this? Did someone do this to you? "

You could barely speak. Seeing someone worry over you so genuinely broke your heart because you knew you were about to lose that. If you married that old geezer you would never see them again and neither Jackson. You were going to lose everything that mattered. Running away was the best option you could have come with.

" I knew wedding dresses weren't your thing but, damn , this is another level of hating them." You could not help but laugh. He was right, you never liked them. " You want that old knight's clothes I made for you? "

You nodded thankfully and he was gone.

" Did you run away, noona? "

" I did, " You answered Yugyeom. " I could not do it. I almost threw up. "

Even if he was usually goofy he couldn't help but be deeply worried about you.

" Just stay here, noona. We'll keep you away from him, I promise. "

" I know you will. "

After changing your clothes and taking a bath you could not help it. Hiding you from a duke could lead them to their demise, you knew that. You could not ask them to give uo what they had achieved so you left.

When the next morning you were gone Bambam and Yugyeom went crazy looking for you. You left leaving only a letter behind.

Even if I know your good will I can not ask you to do this. Work and keep doing what you like. I'll always be proud of being your friend. I just had to say I was running away because I promised. I am sorry and I promise I'll take better care of these clothes. Thank you.

The queen herself had ordered to find you when one week passed. She was worried and could not let you alone out there. The weather which first seemed nice became horrible and it was foreseen that you would get caught in heavy rains. Jaebeom could not stop worrying and soon Jinyoung let him off work. He could not have his friend working when he had had no sleep. What the prince did not expect was having Yugyeom begging on his knees. He wouldn't have asked him to kneel, not when he seemed so distressed. The guy was not one to beg but there he was and it was for you.

" We hid her, " He said." Bambam and I have been her friends since we opened the shop. Please hyung." It was soon that the head of his young friend hit the floor begging even more than he was. “ Bambam is out there looking for her with this weather and so is Jaebeom hyung, it’s not only her that will get sick if we don’t find her soon so please. “ Jinyoung did not need his young friend to beg. He was planning on doing it anyways, he could not see Jaebeom bringing himself to death out of exhaustion. He did not know why you meant so much to them but he had seen the effect you had on people. Jaebeom, then his mother and his friends. Everyone seemed to have a high value of you. He wished he knew but you never let him near you.

“ You did not need to do this but it was quite funny to see, “ He said trying to make humour out of the situation. “ I’ll remember to bother you about this later. “He was quick to prepare his horse. The knights were already on the move so he did not know what else could he do but he would find you and help you. “ Everyone has been bothering me way too much. “

Yugyeom could feel his heartbeat relax, he could trust his hyung, even if he teased him and threatened him he knew he could always trust him when it came to serious matters.

He let Yugyeom come with him just because he had some questions. Why would you run away was the first thing he asked. When he discovered it was about the marriage thing he could not help but sigh and think how ridiculous the situation was. You just had to get married, it was not a big deal.

“ That’s easy for you to say,”

Had answered Yugyeom. Jinyoung wanted to understand you so he kept on asking and soon discovered how you wanted to marry no one if it was not out of your will. It was not enough reason for him but then he discovered the hard truth. The man you were going to marry was the Duke, the one who he would make his sisters avoid if he had any. There were women in society who wanted to marry him out of his wealth but you knew better. You were once engaged to Jinyoung so he understood that if you were going to be sold to someone then it would only be someone who could make you queen. You were once his fiancé and that was the reason he had to save you from the old Duke. He could not let anyone think that an older, uglier, and worse in general, Duke had stolen you from him. He would not let anyone think that.

He gave himself all types of excuses but deep down he knew he could not let you go. The eyes he had seen on your face that day were asking for help and he could not deny it, not to you. He didn’t know why, he was just fond of you, he had always and that is why breaking the marriage had taken too much time, because he did not want to.

“They were doing the rehearsal for their marriage day, “ Yugyeom had explained. “ She panicked so she ran away to Bambam and me. “

“ Why did you hide her? You are aware his family could accuse you both of kidnapping, right? “

“ We couldn’t just let her on her own.”

Perhaps running without a plan had not been the best idea but there was no turning back. You were freezing and the rain was soaking you. Your bones felt numb and you could barely feel your fingers. It had been more than a week since you had gone away and you could barely walk. There was no food, no medicines and nothing you could drink. If you died it would be out of your own stubbornness, there was no one else to blame but you. That is why you wondered why the Duke and Jackson had found you. You knew the only thing protecting you in a moment of weakness was your friend. If the Duke was alone he would have not doubted in beating you up because he knew once you were healed you would have made sure to answer to him in the most furious way. The news were quick to arrive to everyone who was looking for you. It was said that they would bring you to the Duke’s mansion so Jaebeom was the first one to go. Jinyoung accompanied him wanting to do something for you.

When the carriage finally arrived he felt nervous. Your arm was being pulled by the man and Jackson quickly stood in between both of you. Jaebeom was also fast to reach your side.

“ Such insubordination will not be easily overlooked, “ He threatened as he tried to grab your arm once more. “ I’ll make sure to tell his majesty about this.” “ You can tell me instead. “ Your mind was too hazy to even wonder why Jinyoung was there. He stood behind the knight and right by your side. He pulled you closer to him and made sure you didn’t fall to the floor. “ Have I told you you have quite the nerve, Duke? “ His arm around your shoulder made you feel more comfortable than you would have thought. “ She broke the engagement to be my knight not your wife. “

“ What are you saying, your highness? Her father said…”

“ When it comes to her you ask her first. “ He said finally. “ You are not allowed to marry her, no one is. If you ask her father then marry him not her. “

You had told him to stay out of your way but he was never one good at that and for once you were relieved he wasn’t. You were thankful, everything that was in your mind disappeared and all you could think about was the kindness the crown prince had given you.

Chapter I.

#prince jinyoung #jinyoung x reader #jinyoung x you #jinyoung #jinyoung fluff #got7 jinyoung #got7 fanfic #got7 #got7 angst #jinyoung angst

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home-is-where-beels-tiddies-are · 3 years

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i lost the post i had that gave all of caragan’s info, so i’ll just post it again here. first pic is caragan after they die, because only obey me could drive me to design a character post-death

i did design the sigils myself. then i added the sin marks from the cards, put that little pact symbol on it, and i took the original symbols from the actual demons and simplified/altered them. because i didn’t think it was a good idea to use the actual symbols. don’t wanna manifest something ya know lmao

very long info dump under the cut. (info dump is copied from the post i lost) and yeah, caragan is a generic super powerful protagonist. so prepare for cheese

likes: drawing, reading, gaming, and staying at home. they are drawn to dark things; horror, dark colours, literally most things dark.

home/family: they live alone, but near their parents, and they visit almost daily. they have a cat and three snakes (while caragan is away, the fur and scale babies are taken care of, don’t worry)

age: 27 yrs old, born Jan 7th

gender: nonbinary, they/them

height: 4′10 / 147 cm

occupation: part time job, they also make bits and bobs to sell; art, crochet, etc. they went back to college too (and how they signed up for a certain exchange program; in my headcanon, they signed up for it and expected something mundane) then, after their first visit to the devildom, they start learning about the peace that diavolo proposed in their own time, and volunteer for the human organizations involved

the design after they die: neither angel or demon, appearance shows physical attributes of both. (i also have a lot of post-death info, but… this is already so much, so i will leave it out) the ref i made is below: (worth noting that before their “fall,” using the term very, very loosely, everything on them that is red was white)

appearence:

they wear all black with small, brightly coloured accessories

brightly coloured accessories are normally bracelets, scarves, or pins. socks are also always nauseatingly bright

casual outside attire: black hoodie, black t shirts, black ripped jeans, and converse

casual around the house attire: grey sweatpants, obnoxious socks, a tank top, and sometimes a sweater or jacket they’ve stolen from the brothers

formal attire: usually a suit, but asmo can convince them to wear a dress by finding amazing ones and wearing a dress too

school uniform: jacket sleeves rolled up, or while in classrooms, off completely. no tie, ever. dress pants, wears black flats instead of dress shoes. during their first year, they kept their hair in a ponytail in class

always wearing their favourite necklace

first year piercings:

left ear - bar piercing in top, three normal piercings on bottom

right ear - three normal piercings on bottom

second visit piercings:

left ear - same

right ear - three normal piercings on bottom, and two new normal piercings on top

they wear binders to their classes and almost always when they go out for less active shenanigans

rarely wears a binder in the house of lamentation; the first thing they take off when they get home

hair is greying on both sides of their head, also some greys on top

always, always has dark circles and bags under their eyes

brothers + romance: they are absolutely smitten with all of them, and they are very blunt and obvious about it. their favourite, though, is beel. this is kept as plainly obvious as their feelings for the others. since they love all of the brothers, they don’t hide their attraction to anyone. for the most part, it works out.

pact mark locations: (see first ref pic)

lucifer - throat

mammon - upper back

leviathan - lower back

satan - left inner thigh

asmo - right inner thigh

beel - right inner wrist

belphie - left inner wrist

overall, they’re very shy and awkward, and they like to joke around to cover it up. generally quiet, even around those they’re comfortable with. (they don’t talk a lot unless they’re having a ‘moment’ - a day where they’re hyperactive) they have crippling anxiety and depression, but the medication they take eases it. gets irritable around loud noises/people. they make an attempt in having a decent sleep schedule, but most nights they’re awake for hours longer than they intend to be. sleep schedule is more erratic when in the devildom. (probably belphie’s fault.)

everything below is uh… like, how they act/react to the other characters.

lucifer: they mirror what lucifer offers them; if he’s being soft, they will be soft in turn. if he is upset with them, they will apologize and attempt to do better, and they expect the same if the roles are reversed. stuff like that. they don’t openly flirt with lucifer the same way they do some others, instead they focus on gentle interactions. they kept close to lucifer when they first arrived in the devildom (when mammon ditched them) because they deemed him more trustworthy than anyone else.

mammon: when with mammon, every filter caragan has is demolished instantly. given mammon never tried to kill or charm them, they grew to respect him very quickly. they also don’t treat mammon like an idiot; they’ve dealt with that themselves enough. yes, they tell him off for doing things that will very clearly come back to bite him in the ass, but they never target his intelligence because they know he’s smarter than he lets on. they openly flirt with mammon because they like to make him blush. they both get into trouble often, but they have each others’ backs throughout.

leviathan: they don’t spend as much time with leviathan, but they do enjoy his company. they usually lock away their info dumping and interests, but not with leviathan. he gets to gush about the things he loves, and they match his energy. he tries to offer the same courtesy. they also like to flirt with leviathan to make him blush, but they don’t do it as heavily or as often because his rejections/self deprecating comments make them feel bad. they are also thankful that they can talk to him about their anxiety and he understands it. they rarely call him “levi.”

satan: they also don’t spend as much time with satan, but less so than leviathan. they can’t help but feel stupid when they’re with him, so they don’t socialize with him often. buuut any time he offers to socialize, they don’t turn him down. in fact, caragan gets excited. he’s also where they turn to when they’re struggling with their studies or curious about something demon related. they do attempt to joke around and flirt with him, but it’s like a game of chicken, and caragan always ducks out. fairly quickly, too.

asmodeus: caragan adores asmo, but they can’t really place why. they also consider him as much a work of art as he does himself. they are very soft with asmo and they rarely flirt with him in a conventional way. even though they reject most sexual advances, they are as handsy as asmo is. asmo is their official cuddle buddy and they love to shower him in gentle affection. if asmo is in sight, they can often be caught staring. at first, they’re very embarrassed by this, and the brothers poke fun. eventually, though, they’re utterly shameless and just widen their smile if asmo catches them.

beelzebub: they love beel more than life itself, and that is absolutely not an exaggeration. at first, they were very avoidant and anxious when it came to beel, but when they started to hang out with him, they found him very easy to be around. the attraction started then, but then became way too strong when beel went into full demon mode over his custard. (mood) they started following him around everywhere. they continued that trend well into the year and the following visit. they’re very affectionate and clingy, sitting his lap and hugging him constantly. they carry around as many snacks as their pockets can hold for beel and beel only.

belphegor: they knew from the start that belphie was lying to them in the attic and probably meant them harm, but they never held it against him. they never really held their death against him either. they’re quiet around belphie for the most part, even when they started to like him. they often nap with him (against their better judgement) too. the two of them talk a lot about their ideal “me and you and beel” future. more than is healthy. their conversations outside of that are often filled with snark and a weird tension that caragan doesn’t understand. it usually melts away after a cuddle and a nap, though.

diavolo: they instantly liked diavolo. they’re very cautious and anxious around him, but they try to be warm in their interactions with him. they do call him “lord diavolo,” and treat him with due respect. he usually throws them for a loop with most things he does, but they try to keep up and be understanding. they have a strong need to get closer to him, for reasons that they don’t understand or even try to understand. they don’t do much about it either. his demon form causes them to become flustered. very flustered. the not-oblivious brothers tease them for it. they have such a huge crush on him.

barbatos: they don’t interact with him that much, or try to interact with him outside of things that are necessary. they have nothing against him, they just don’t feel the need to. they’re very polite to him, as polite as they are to diavolo. while they’re curious about him, they don’t go out of their way to interact with him. there’s really not much there besides mild curiosity.

solomon: they think he gives off a copious amount of mischievous vibes and it puts them off. at first. they are kind and polite towards him, and they would consider him a friend. the friendship is essentially that “we have no friends in this class so we will become friends to fill the void. but only in this class. we will never speak to each other outside of this place.” it’s not nearly as specific, but that’s the flavour of friendship they have in the beginning. eventually, he grows on caragan and they end up looking forward to seeing him. they just find him very fun.

simeon: they think simeon is beautiful and has been caught staring almost as much as when they stare at asmo. with simeon though, they will never be shameless about their staring. they continue to be embarrassed about it forever. forever. they’re polite and kind to simeon, but they feel he keeps himself closed off from them. during their second visit to the devildom, with the play and all, they become a little scared of simeon. it doesn’t change the way they interact with him, but it does put them off for a bit. and after some overthinking, they end up being more drawn to him.

luke: they were very anxious around luke, at first. they don’t like kids, and generally become twice as awkward around them. eventually, they found him adorable. when they speak to him, they will focus on child logic, but they do speak to him the way they would speak to anyone. never patronising. happily helps him with studies if they can, gives him affirmation and reassurances whenever needed, and is protective. they have even been known to stand up to lesser demons when they target luke. (when simeon isn’t around; it’s rare) even though caragan is scared shitless the whole time, they try anyway. seeing as they’re only 4′10, they never make short jokes or anything of the like. when the brothers make short jokes, they shoot disapproving looks and will express disappointment if it drags on too long.

the end of their life time: they go on to live for a while, dedicating themselves entirely to diavolo on the human side of things, even becoming a public speaker for it. sharing their experiences n all that. which is something they’d never do for anything else.

at a certain point though, about 50 yrs old or so, they do stop visiting the demon brothers because they’re getting old. they die shortly after in an accident. brothers don’t find out because caragan was already avoiding them. (though, there is general unease because of the bonds they have with caragan. they know something’s very, very wrong but not what. they fear the worst, and they’re right to.)

but for all the things they did for “the cause,” they were to be judged in the celestial realm. (and… i see it as… in a horrible, horrible way, the big guy upstairs knew everything that would happen with lilith, and deemed her and her brothers an acceptable loss in exchange for peace. it was all orchestrated. i also think that diavolo knew the plan, for the most part. he has his own reasons for wanting the peace, but he does know what the plan was.)

but they’re escorted to The Big Guy by simeon and luke (a cute reunion with hugs) and he straight up asks caragan what they want. like they can stay here, go to the devildom, or remain in the human realm.

in any case, they’ll be given all the attributes needed to thrive in all three realms, but only if they continue in their trying to maintain peace. obviously, caragan is all for continuing. and of course, they choose to make their home with the brothers. god’s all like, “you will retain your angelic status, but you do have to fall to achieve the status of demon. are you sure?” they have to have demon attributes to ensure survival and comfort living among demons, so that’s why.

and caragan straight up says, without missing a beat, “even heaven is hell without them.” everybody knows who they’re talking about. simeon is torn between “that’s so rude” and “that’s so sweet” and luke is horrified. god just laughs.

they all talk a bit longer so caragan knows exactly what they’re getting into. they will have a lot of power as both angel and demon, but they have to keep their humanity in exchange for that power. which means, inevitably, their long life will become a curse. no human is built to live for a millennia, so it’ll take a toll on their mind and at the end of it all, they won’t be themselves anymore.

caragan basically says, “yah, worth it. lezgo.” god hands them paperwork, some explaining what caragan is and why, as well as a peace treaty thing to give to diavolo when they get home. i was thinking it’d be something cheesy like “the treaty of the last fallen angel.” no more fallen angels after caragan, they fell so no one else has to again. idk, symbolism or something. but even the future angel/demon hybrids won’t have to fall.

cue caragan yeeting themselves from the celestial realm.

diavolo knows caragan’s about to fall (barbatos n all that) and gathers the brothers to the place it’ll be. caragan is just a ball of blue flames, then a crater, the brothers are baffled.

falling hurts a shit ton (even without losing wings and all that), so caragan ends up crying, but they cry blood. (for angel reasons. i dunno why i think angels cry blood.) which drips from their face and onto the white fabric of the thing they’re wearing, and then everything white fades into a red, even the white of their eyes. (i want to try very roughly animating that one day.)

then there’s another heart warming reunion, but also with a shit ton of heart break because not only did caragan die, they also just fell. the brothers are angy.

before the brothers can get all “let’s fight god,” caragan hands diavolo the paperwork, all of which he reads out loud for the brothers.

uh. roll credits.

just tidbits:

caragan is an angel of perseverance and a demon of despair.

they have six wings and six eyes on each wing.

their halo was a tangible ring of golden light, but when they fell, it became horns. but like… still in a ring shape. still a halo. just different.

they are barefoot in their angel/demon form because they have talons and also just… hate shoes.

when all the white turned red, all the gold turned silver.

they look as they did during their second visit to the devildom when they enter their “afterlife.”

their human form is also just… them. hoodie, ripped jeans, everything, they’re just themselves.

#obey me #mc:caragan #obey me mc #long post #dump #i wanted to post this as like... my first post but since i couldn't find the original i knew i had to go to my google docs where i copied #the post LOL #it was just effort #so now i'm not screaming about caragan into the void... there are PEOPLE here now and they're gonna SEE it #shit makes me nervous jhgdsgkfjsd

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diyunho · 4 years

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The Joker x Reader - “Ghost Driver” Part 2

When The Joker says you’re his, it means you’re essential to him because he needs your services for his own gain; it literally has zero affectionate connotations. Turbo is The King’s Ghost Driver and although she’s a legend, her life is far from perfect.

Part 1

Four Days Afterwards, 7:47pm

“Good evening, madam. I am tonight’s entertainment,” Frost blurs out as soon as you open the door and instantly regrets his pun. “Sorry, that was stupid to say,” he apologizes.

The reason why you look puzzled is not his joke, but another motive: you never saw Jonny wearing anything else besides a suit or military gear; the fact that he’s standing in front of you wearing a pair of shorts and a t-shirt is quite intriguing.

“Hi,” you move aside so he can come in.

“Did I wake you up?”

“I fell asleep watching a movie,” Y/N smiles at his comfortable attire. “No big deal. Did Mister Joker send you?” the subtle question indicates you want to find out the reason for his visit.

“No... I was just thinking… maybe we could… and it’s entirely up to you, no pressure… maybe you would want to go and watch the fireworks with me. I have food and sleeping bags, plus an ice chest with drinks in my truck.”

You seem confused.

“Mmmm, you know what? Forget about it. That was completely idiotic to suggest,” Frost realizes that asking a freshly divorced woman to get out of the house after she was kidnapped and starved into her ex’s basement only four days ago it’s not the most brilliant idea he ever had.

“You had me at food and fireworks,” you wink at his insecurity. “The drinks sealed the deal. I’m confused on one detail: do I have to change or can I come in my PJ’s?”

“PJ’s are perfect.”

“Awesome!” you grab the keys from the coffee table. “Where exactly are we heading?”

“Fire Creek Hill, it’s one of the best spots to enjoy the view,” Jonny replies.

“Isn’t that closed to the general public?” Y/N inquires and his logic makes you laugh while exchanging your socks for flip-flops.

“I doubt we’re considered the general public. I had to pull some strings though,” he admits, overjoyed you actually agreed to accompany him.

Not that he shows it in any other way besides the invitation he barely mustered the courage to extend towards The Joker’s Ghost Driver.

*************

9:03pm

“Oh, it’s starting!” you excitedly nibble on your Alfredo pasta.

The first fireworks bloom in the distance and Frost opens the cooler, pointing out the goodies he salvaged from the liquor store.

“Pick your poison: we have a bottle of premixed margarita, wine, whiskey, tequila and…,” he fumbles around,”…try to contain yourself: water!”

“You definitely bought some of my favorites , including the food. How did you guess?” the bubbly Y/N smiles.

“I pay attention,” Jonny mentions. “So what’s gonna be?”

“Margarita please,” you hold the plastic cup and can’t help snickering as he pours the liquid.

“What?” he suspiciously bites on his cheek.

“Nothing really… I was imagining you without the beard,” you decide not to keep it a secret.

“Damn!” Frost snorts. “I had it for years; didn’t consider shaving because our employer would freak out. Stop giggling, it’s not funny! He totally would!” Jonny elbows you.

“I bet you have a baby face underneath all that facial hair; if you shave I can promise a new nickname will arise: Baby- Face Frost.”

“Shut up!” he chuckles at your quirky proposal. “Yet I can’t deny it has a certain ring to it.”

“See what I mean? It might work!... Oh my God, that’s a huge one!” you gasp, distracted by the sparkling night sky. “What are they celebrating? 150 years since this piece of crap town was founded?”

“Apparently,” Jonny sighs and watches Y/N bundle up in the sleeping bag.

“Thank you for the feast,” your tone changes to a serious one. “I didn’t have this much fun in the back of a truck in a long time. Go ahead, laugh!” you pout at his reaction. “I’m aware how it sounds like; I didn’t mean it that way!!!”

“Still funny as hell!” Jonny is getting a kick out of the conversation.

“Psst! Hey, Casanova!” The Joker’s mop of green hair pop up from behind the car’s high railing.

“Mister Joker!” you get startled by his unexpected presence.

“Boss, what are you doing here?” Frost utters in disbelief.

“Why aren’t you answering your phone, huh?” J ignores his henchman’s inquiry.

“It’s in the glove compartment, sir. I’m enjoying the…”

“Pardon me for interrupting your date,” The King of Gotham huffs.

“We’re not on a date,” the attempted explanation gets cut short.

“Sell it to whoever wants to buy it,” The Joker growls at Jonny’s words. “I had to follow the signal from your cell and trace your location; what a marvelous bonus to find my Turbo also!”

The eerie grin makes you finally speak up:

“Do you need help with anything Mister J?”

“Do I?” he plays dumb. “Probably.”

Why does he have to ruin the night? Frost reflects, annoyed.

Nobody knows, but if he could spend ages in your company, he believes it would be an eternity well spent.

And The Joker had to ruin it.

Goddammit!

“Can you patch me up?” J takes of his jacket, revealing a blood stained shirt.

“What happened?” you and Jonny jump off the vehicle.

“I got myself in a little bit of a situation,” he grumbles. “It’s a clean wound; the bullet came out on the other side.”

“We should take you to the doctor, boos; you need stitches!”

“Thanks for your concern, Doctor Frost,” The Joker sassily remarks. “I’ll go in the morning. I have more important matters to take care of tonight.”

You peel off his garment and assess the damage; he can’t hold it in:

“I bet you wanted to do this after I texted you my nudes, huh?”

You have to admit he caught you by surprise with his statement and the best solution in this situation is to cooperate:

“Been dreaming about it quite often.”

“Ha! I knew it!” The Clown cracks up. “Were you dreaming about it during your date?” he teases more.

“We’re not on a date,” you frown at the blood gushing from his wound.

“Interesting,” J expands on the subject. “At least you two have one thing in common: you’re both delusional.”

Frost rolls his eyes without J noticing and you signal him:

“Can I please get the whiskey? I need to disinfect this.”

“You have whiskey on your date?! Excuse me, non-date,” his majesty’s obnoxious temper emerges again.

You don’t engage for the moment, just open the bottle that Jonny gave you and splash a generous amount on the laceration.

“Jesus Christ!!!” The King shouts. “Be gentle woman, I’m fragile!!!”

“Sorry Mister J,” you mutter and Frost is certainly approving your tiny revenge scheme. “Can you please turn on the lights on your car? It’s getting dark and I can’t see what I’m doing,” you address The Joker’s sidekick. “Do you have a first aid kit in your vehicle Mister J?” you gesture towards his SUV parked a few feet away.

“I should,” a demented smirk flourished on his lips. “In the trunk!”

“Take a seat in the grass Mister J; I’ll go get it,” you urge the patient.

“Boss, are you sure you don’t want me to take you to the doctor?” Frost offers and instead of obliging your request, J pursues your steps because he doesn’t want to miss Turbo’s reaction.

“It’s fine, I’ll survive until morning time.”

You lift the trunk and gasp, stunned: your stellar ex-husband is tied up in there, duct tape over his mouth, clearly enjoying the repercussions of a confrontation due to bruises you can discern at a first glance.

“Oops, forgot about him,” The Clown yawns, bored.

Adam starts wiggling and mumbling whilst you can’t react.

“The fucker shot me!” your employer hisses. “Had the nerve to try killing me when he’s the one sleeping with MY girlfriend!”

“What’s the plan, sir?” Jonny intervenes, worried at your stunned attitude.

“The plan is simple: since Y/N is intimately acquainted with our guest, I’m willing to work out a deal. I don’t wanna to be accused of not listening to my associates.”

Adam keeps struggling and you finally reach and remove the duct tape.

“Honey, honey please!” he immediately rambles on, panicked. “You know I was joking about your weight, right? You don’t have to lose a few pounds! I admit locking you up in the basement was a huge mistake, ok? OK…? I’m sorry! I swear I’ll never cheat on you in the future. We can work things out, can’t we?” a glimmer of hope alleviates the somber perspective of his imminent demise once you begin searching his pockets.

He has the false impression you’ll untie him when in the matter of fact you are hunting down for his house keys so you can reclaim all the items you bribed him with when he signed the divorce papers.

Bingo! Treasure attained.

“So do you know him or not?” The Joker taps his fingers on the cold metal of his gun.

You take a deep breath, place the duct tape on Adam’s lips and sneer:

“I never saw this asshole in my life!”

“The lady has spoken!” J slams the trunk, unnerved. “Frost, you can go home; Y/N will take me to the warehouse on 8th street: she can borrow a car from there and split. I’ll send someone in the morning to bring it back.”

“Boss, we can leave your SUV here and I can drive you both…”

“DID I STUTTER?” The Clown growls, unhappy with Jonny’s shenanigans.

“No sir.”

“Mister J,” you distract his menacing temper. “Do you want me to bandage your injury now?”

“Nah, you can do it at the warehouse.”

More fireworks illuminate the skies and none in the small group is watching them anymore: the show is over for everyone involved.

You wave at Frost and hop in The Joker’s car as he positions himself in the passenger’s seat; you can tell something is off, besides the obvious of course.

If you’d have to speculate, you would say that his behavior is of a man who wasn’t hurt just physically, but on a different level he doesn’t understand yet: J went after your ex-husband alone when he doesn’t take unnecessary risks; enough proof to indicate he loved Ella and sought revenge for her betrayal without any of his team’s help.

You wonder what he did to the woman: did he kill her? Or worse?... You won’t dig to find out regardless.

The truth is you are The Joker’s Turbo and the statement works in reverse too: he is your Joker who undeniably needs cheering.

And you always deliver. That’s why you’re his.

That’s why you appreciate he made an effort to compromise on Adam’s predicament even if he didn’t mean it.

You steadily drive on the trail until you arrive to the main road, then suddenly accelerate with a specific purpose in mind. You take a sharp turn on Morrison Avenue, already at 100 miles per hour.

“What are you doing?” J bitterly enunciates.

“Why am I your Ghost Driver Mister Joker?” you reply with a question.

“Nobody can catch up with you.”

“Yup, the car to catch up with me hasn’t been assembled. Here they are, Gotham’s finest!” Y/N boasts at the lights glistening behind. “They always have a nightly patrol on Morrison Avenue ready to catch law un-abiding citizens,” you exclaim and J’s smirk widens at your proposition. “What do you say we make them work for their donuts, hm?”

“That’s my girl!” The King gives his blessing while Turbo speeds up the street in a frenzy.

************

11:58 pm

You barely returned to you apartment after the random factors which cut your rendezvous short when the cell chimes: a message from Frost.

“Did you make it home safe?”

“Yes,” you text.

“I’ve been busy. Wait, I’ll send you a picture.”

Downloading picture…

“Holy… shit!!!!!” you yell at your phone because the image depicts a portrait of a freshly shaved Jonny Frost.

“Do you like it?” the sentence appears on the screen concomitant with a knock at the main entrance.

“Who is it?” you drag your feet on the carpet.

“Me.”

As soon as you are standing in front of him, Frost hides his nervousness the best way he can; and he’s not a nervous individual per se.

“I thought you might want to take a closer look…,” he enters the hallway and you slowly lock the door behind him.

You don’t say anything, just touch his face and he pecks your wrist, confessing a secret he kept bottled up for years:

“Do you know I’ve been in love with you from the first second I saw you?”

Y/N doesn’t have to calculate in order to whisper:

“That’s a long time.”

“What’s the verdict?...“ Jonny insists. “You approve the change?”

“Yes,” you kiss him and he holds you tighter, thinking that if he could spend ages in your arms, it would be an eternity well spent.

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crazyfreckledginger · 4 years

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Jason Todd x Winchester!Reader - “Gone Hunting”[Part 2]

After doing everything in your power to escape your previous life, you finally settle down with Jason in Gotham. What will happen when your brothers show up, asking you to join them on a hunt involving a demon on a killing spree? Will Jason finally find out your biggest secret?

Requested by anon: “is it possible to get more jason todd x winchester!reader, with sam and dean being SUPER protective over their sister and jay getting frustrated ??”

A/N: Hope you like it! ^^

Warning: probably swearing, slight nudity, mention of sex.

"Who could that be babe? At this time?" he glanced down at his watch, with a frown, utterly confused.

"No idea," (Y/N) put her knife and fork down, gulping down the meal he had prepared for their date at home.

"Don't tell me it's-" his face was stern as he watched over the small candle, towards the door as she opened it.

"Hey sister," Dean smirked as the door opened to reveal the pair of brothers.

"Oh no!" the man shot off his chair, his legs banging against the table, making the delicate cutterly bang and shake as it released a short cry.

"What is he doing here?" Sam asked casually, but it was clear in his brown eyes that it wasn't any innocent question.

"You're interrupting our date, can you please leave?" she rolled her eyes, not letting them in as she peered through the ajar door.

"A date? Don't mind if I do," The shorter one chuckled, pushing the door and slipping through. The woman opened the door a little more but grasped his jacket, and with a surprising amount of force that they had helped her with when they were younger, pulled him out of the door, straight into his younger brother.

If it wasn't for his fast reflexes, he would have been unable to catch him on time and both would have been sent onto the floor.

"Wow, I'm impressed, you've become stronger, you stuck to it even after we left for the road trip?" Sam's eyes widened.

"No. I gave up but Jason helped me get into it, he also taught me self defense." the smirk she wore nearly out matched her boyfriend's as he sipped from his champagne glass, smug written all over his face as he maintained steady eye contact with the pair.

"We could have done the same!" Dean defended.

"But you didn't." Jason chuckled.

They both glared hard at him.

"Anyway, nice seeing the both of you, bye." she turned around, closing the door.

"W-wait!" Sam put his foot between the door and it's doorframe.

"What now?!" the woman snapped, it made Dean jump.

"We need a place to stay," he squeaked in fear.

"There is a hotel down the street." Dean bumped his head as his forehead collided with the door. His eyes widened in shock but he acted as if it never happened.

Jason didn't miss a beat to make fun of him and he roared in laughter. He never thought he'd ever make fun of his girl's family but his bond with her was so strong, sharing the same annoyed opinion about how intrusive these two idiots were.

There was a long - - awkward silence as Jason finished his laughing fit.

"Okay." Dean pouted, closing the door behind them. After not hearing anything from the other side, she turned around, a grin on her face, matching her boyfriend's.

"They're gooooone ~" he teased, standing up from the table and scurrying to her, arms tightly around her waist, forehead against hers.

"I'm sorry they cut dinner short. " she traced circles in the corner of his mouth, unable to see the incredibly affectionate look he was watching her with.

"Don't be," he shook his head, pecking her lips, "are you still hungry?"

"No..." she trailed off, not understanding what he was getting at.

"Good. I wanna cuddle." (Y/N) squeaked as he hosted her into his arms and walked to the bedroom.

"Was this your plan for the date?" her cheeks flushed as he lightly trapped her ass.

"Well it either ended with sex or a LOT of cuddling, and since your brothers showed up, I'm unsurprisingly keen to cuddle more than sex." he stripped her of her top before handing her her pyjama top.

Soon enough, a shirtless Jason layed in his boxers, under the covers, as a short-sleeve-only (Y/N) sat in his lap.

"I can't kiss you from up there, come." he beckoned her down to his level, to which she obliged, smiling before he captured her lips in his.

His fingers caressed her cheekbone and jawline, cupping her face as he savoured the kiss.

"Mmh," the woman hummed, both hands on his chest.

Until the doorbell rang.

"Fucking hell." he cursed, bashing his head in the pillows. The woman sighed in disappointment, going to the wardrobe and sliding one of his oversized sweatshirts on. It was long enough to cover her thighs.

Begrudgingly, she walked to the door, watching through the peephole. She grew annoyed, recognising the two faces on the other side.

"Why are you still here?" Dean jumped, once again, at the tone of disbelief she wore.

"It's raining outside..." Sam talked off.

"And? It wasn't an hour ago, you would have been to the hotel already." (Y/N) rolled her eyes.

"We don't have money." Dean murmured against the door. She doesn't know how she heard him with that tone, but maybe he was flat against the door at this point. Which would explain why she could see part of his cheek through the door.

Hearing shuffling behind her, she glanced to Jason who had put clothes on : a white T-shirt and sweatpants. He frowned at her with a curious look in his eyes, silent way of wanting to understanding what was going on.

"Rain, no money." the girl whispered.

"I'll give them money and run them down there with the car." he held her tightly.

"It's okay baby, thank you, but it's just easier to let them sleep here - - on the couch, they know where the spare mattress is, they'll deal with it." the (H/C) gazed at him with expectant eyes.

"His long are you guys in town?" Jason inquired.

"Two nights." The younger one answered.

Red Hood clenched his jaw and side, he cupped (Y/N)'s cheeks with a sigh as he whispered.

"Give me a kiss. I'm afraid I might not get the chance when they come in." After a long, hungry and passionate kiss, he let her go, grasping the door handle.

"Hellooooo?" Dean asked obnoxiously due to the lack of response on their end.

"Hi, please enjoy your non-flexible stay." He opened the door wide for them in a respectful manner, but his beautiful eyes were filled with pain and mockery. These two days were going to be one he'll of a ride, a lot of cockblocking, protective and possessiveness - - and not from his end.

"Why did you take so long to knock?" The girl hugged herself as they stumbled in, Jason's arm around her shoulders.

"No reason." they responded quickly and in unison, shooting glares at Jason.

The man in question raised his eyebrows as his eyes widened.

They cockblocked already and they just arrive here.

Jason was already fuming, these two nights are going to go by agonisingly slowly.

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slasherscream · 5 years

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poly billy and stu celebrating holidays with their s/o?? from birthdays (theirs) valentine's day, christmas, etc love your blog sm!! it's my favourite 🤩🤩

A/N: anon this is such a cute idea thank you for sending it in.

billy loomis x reader x stu macher

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Let’s start with the top’s birthday. So Billy? He is an iconic mix of bitch and bastard. Meaning that he is absolutely pretending to hate his birthday. Or at least is exaggerating on the point of how much he wants “everyone” to forget about it. Because … and I mean this ….god help you if Stu and you ever forget or listen to him when he says “don’t do anything”. It would be a fucking nightmare of which you would never wake if you both did this.

Luckily Stu already made this mistake one year before y'all were all together and he knows. The first year you’re together Billy is going through his regular shtick of bullshit. You pull Stu aside privately later and ask, “so are we doing anything for his birthday or are we listening to Billy.”

Stu gets….the most distant far-off look in his eyes. Like he’s a man that’s come back from war and just got drafted again. He’s never grabbed your shoulders harsher, “We have to do something he’s lying.“

So you do something. The good part about Billy’s birthday is he’s actually not hard to please. Start the day off right with an acknowledgement. So you do a movie night the day before. This way when midnight hits you can pause Halloween and he will almost start yelling at you before you guys whip out obnoxious colored party-horns and start trying to blow them to the beat of Happy Birthday. He is rolling his eyes but deeply pleased as he was already contemplating ….revenge of some sort at 11:55 (please god make Billy chill out for one day).

He is not lying about not wanting anything big though. He really only wants to celebrate with you and Stu. Don’t throw him a party. He won’t be mad per-say but he won’t be like pumped or anything. Will end the party early or will make you and Stu sneak off with him. This is #His Day and the focus will be #On Him.

His Mom used to make him a cake every year and Stu, as his life-long best friend (and now boyfriend), totally remembers the tradition. He's just not capable of baking or cooking. But he tells you and hopes you can do it and you can (if you're bad at baking too let's just imagine with you and Stu both working hard you can...achieve....something). Surprising Billy with the cake would make him feel #Soft.

Honestly he's spending the whole day acting tough and pretending he barely wants to do anything but?? He loves it and loves that you're both 100% focused on him and making him happy. He's just a brat. But ignore him while he's scoffing about you guys both kissing his cheeks at the same time he's having the time of his life. He just wants to cuddle and watch movies and for no one to go anywhere.

If you want to go Big for Him one year or something the best thing you could do is put Rich Boy Stu's money to good use and get him autographed shit from Horror Icons. Or original props from movies. He'll lose his fuCKING MIND. Finally breaks his lame "cool guy" act for 0.5 seconds.

Stu doesn't play hard to get and he doesn't play mind-games (with you and Billy, that is). Y'all know damn well he wants a big fuss made about his special day. He also wants a big party. It's super easy to make him happy on his birthday if you just remember that unlike Billy he wants this to be as over the top as fucking possible.

Wake him up with breakfast in bed screaming happy birthday at the top of your lungs and he jumps up like a kid on Christmas Morning. Yes....this is #His Day....pay attention to HIM.

Give him lots of presents! He's easy to buy for! New clothes. Stupid jewelry. Horror shit. New voice changer box. He just likes receiving gifts. They don't have to be expensive ...just have him open a lot of packages and he'll love it.

Do a surprise birthday party. It's not a surprise in any way at all but watching his face light up when he walks into his fucking house at the end of the day and half the highschool pops out like "surprise!!" is so fucking worth all the hassle that you and Billy have to smile at each other.

Billy has thrown him parties before but they're more of just...huge get-together’s. Like highschool(TM) parties where you're too cool to decorate. You? Not a pussy. You deck out the whole house and Stu loses his fucking mind. Knows you are the cause of this and kisses the shit out of you. Dips you and everything. Billy is protesting because, "Hey I blew up half these fucking balloons" ...don't be a piss baby it'll be your turn in like thirty seconds.

Fourth of July?? Stu has the most illegal fireworks he could get his hands on so they’re. …. pretty illegal. They’re the asshole neighbors that set them off like weeks before the 4th and if you weren't fucking them you'd want their heads on a platter. As is? Eh.....you're fucking them so I guess this is the neighbor's problems- They always forgive because Stu's family throws the greatest fucking barbecues day of.

St. Patrick's Day? Time to get fucking WASTED. You are wearing green aggressively because the one year you didn't Stu pinched your ass all day long. Even Billy joined in when he saw how feisty and annoyed it was making you. Stu is still doing it but you...tried at least, RIP. It's the tradition now.

Valentine's Day?? billy vc: love is a neurochemical con job. But don't worry Stu will not allow him to be a bastard about the day because he's affectionate and loving. Stu knows how to celebrate the day perfectly. This is his time to shine! The Most Obnoxious Boyfriend. Everyone else is jealous. Flowers? Delivered in the middle of class. Huge chocolate box that is also #Expensive? Have fun putting that in your locker (he's sweet so he's actually gonna put it in his car for you once you've had a few)! Would pay the Band Kids to Follow Billy and s/o around MOSTLY to annoy Billy but also to be cute. They're playing the fucking .... they're playing this. Billy is so angry but..... like.... his inner possessive loves being made a fuss over publicly so whatever. Maybe he won't kill the band kids for this. You're not an ungrateful cretin so you clap and laugh.

Billy does get Stu a gift ...something not really...Valentine's Day-esque but something he'll like. Like a horror-themed bong (i'm so sorry y'all this man obviously is smoking weed). You wrap it in pink, heart themed paper for him which he didn't know you were going to do and he is going to get you for that ...later...in the bedroom. But Stu loved it so whatever.

You? At the exact same time you and Stu present each other teddy bears. His teddy for you? Cute and fucking...Huge. Yours?? Fucking horror themed.. made to be gore-y and bloody looking. He gasps, obviously touched, "Babe!". Gonna get made out with so hard.... How are you so cute and funny? He loves you!! It sits proudly on his dresser.

What do you get Billy?? He really does dislike the Holiday because he thinks people who use this as the day to show they half-ass care about their s/o one day a year deserve death and despair. He will give them that death and despair. So what to give him then?

Stu pretended to be too busy planning for Valentine's Day to plan any murders with him which pissed Billy off even more the week prior. He was busy planning Valentine's Day. He was planning the Normal one they'd have with you and the more private, bloody one they'd have later that night killing couples together. Icing on cake? You pitched in by helping Stu plan it and by picking out new knives for them to use during. They're #Pink in a way that is obnoxious but the quality is amazing and you say, "it's your Valentine's Day knives!!! Just to use on Valentine's every year. Do you like them?" billy choked up: it's fucking .... alright

Got em'! The only way you can make the night better is letting Stu and Billy have sex with you when they get home. They're high off the kill rush and Billy is pleasantly-surprised that Stu did a really good job of planning everything alone. They're covered in blood and feeling love-dovey. Let's all do heavy eye-contact missionary tonight

April Fools is a mess and it leaves all of y'all mad at each other for a solid fucking week. Everybody gets got. Nobody can trust one another. Nobody should.

Thanksgiving is not a happy time for Billy. He doesn't like spending it with his Dad because while he's ...so good at misdirecting or #Avoiding Things He Doesn't Want To Deal With it gets very hard at this time of year to not get mad at his Dad. He's for some reason never going to hurt his Dad who he could easily blame for his Mom leaving?? But he won't. Though he's very angry during this time of the year. His Dad will try to do anything and he just shuts himself in his room. Doesn't even wanna go to Stu's house or your house. It would just make him feel .... weird, upset, like he's intruding... jealous, even. It's kinda sad. He won't even pick up your calls that day. You and Stu don't even have to sneak into the house. Billy's Dad quietly let's you in and you go upstairs and just hold him together. It's a solemn holiday because it's like the start of reminding Billy about his Mother abandoning him.

Christmas goes kinda the same way tbh but he's ....trying to make an effort to not be as big of a bummer since Christmas is a little more significant than Thanksgiving. He knows you and Stu actually enjoy the holiday season. He tries to distance himself in general during this time because he just doesn't know how to be anything else. It's actually kinda sad because most of Billy's emotions if they're negative wind up manifesting as anger but he's genuinely depressed as shit.

Things are different when you all move in together because now he's also not trying to spend the holidays with the literal reminder of why his life sucks (his cheating ass daddy). Plus you and Stu are determined to give him new Holiday experiences to replace the ones that make him feel so shitty with nostalgia. He's grumpy the first Christmas you guys spend together after you're living alone but not angry the way he's been at Christmas times' past. Improvement.

The Christmas after that? Doesn't cringe once seasonal music starts playing in stores. Ghostface killings get a little less violent and frequent (he's not using them to cope as soon as it gets cold). Getting better. The Christmas after that?? You can get him to help you decorate. He helps you and Stu with the tree. He makes cookies with you. You watch horror themed Christmas movies and some regular ones (you cannot be a movie tyrant during the holidays, billy-). Christmas after that? You all send out a "family" Christmas card. You and Stu are in ridiculous sweaters and Billy is in one of solid red but he's wearing a Santa hat. His arms are crossed but there's the slightest smile on his face. You each have an arm around him. You all look happy together.

Now ..... for the big one: Halloween. Thought I skipped it? Hah! Best for last. This is their happiest time of year. They are so ready for this shit you have no idea. It's disgusting how ready they are. It turns October and Stu drops this video in your three person chat. Billy replies with a devil emoji. Disgusting?? You know you're in for a chore of keeping them in line for a whole fucking month. They will be doing MISCHIEF. They will be doing SHENANIGANS. Both MURDER and OTHERWISE. They're teepeeing houses. Cars. They're stealing candy from kids like dicks probably. Or laughing at people who are doing this. They keep the kills to Halloween night though. A whole month of just planning so they can do something big and terrible. You have to be looking after them extra during this time because they're so excited they are ...not ...doing that. you: you guys please drink some water i haven't seen you move in hours billy and stu: billy: holy shit it's been- stu: babe please make us something to eat we haven't had anything since yesterday :((((

Fucking dumb idiot disease. If you're living together?? God help you, you used to only have to see them get hype as fuck. Now? You must experience it 24/7. Halloween prep starts emotionally? Once summer ends. They want to deck out the house to the nines and you’re just gonna have to piss now staring at/being aware of the over-sized plastic spider Stu put on the back of the toilet.

Everything is spooky. Cobwebs everywhere. Black! Orange! Pumpkins! Outside decorations that are actually scary as shit. They're the haunted house on the street that gets #Talked About. They're gonna go murder the shit outta people later but early in the night?? The kids that manage to walk up to the house?? Get fucking...the Mother-load of all candy. The brave little bastard dressed as a ballerina-fairy-princess?? Fist-bump. Billy does not much like kids but all the kids who get to his door? You deserve this. Full-sized chocolate bars and bags of candy. Maybe even a dollar or two. Stu is actually great with kids and is the nice one who guesses all of their costumes. Somehow can guess the weird ones accurately?

Once that part of the night is over they go out and just wreak total fucking havoc. Halloween in Woodsboro is a nightmare. They're having fun at least! This is their Christmas and they love it. Babe babe don't wait up. They tell you as if you couldn't fucking guess?? They're not home till the wee hours of the morning and they're dead-exhausted but they had the time of their lives.

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#billy loomis x reader x stu macher #billy loomis x reader #stu macher x reader #billy loomis imagine #stu macher imagine #slasher x reader #horror imagine #thaaaank you for the request and the sweet words #stu you motherfucker...to be.....using fireworks in ca but he only has one braincell #y'all: did she leave halloween for last because it's their favorite??#me .....dead ass having forgot the holiday known as halloween while i run a slasher blog: uh....yeah

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Chapter 2

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Spideypool / Peter Parker + Wade Wilson

Warnings: None, unless you click the first link in this chapter. It’s just a flower, but it’s mildly NSFW?

Word Count: 4,862

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Previous <~

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A/N: Heyy... 😅 It's way past Feb. 15th now, but the 15th was my brother's 15th birthday, and I got roped into the activities (for the literal first time in 10 years lmao), then later that evening there was a power outage due to a huge wind storm. As for the rest of the days, I kinda just... didn't post the finished product for some reason? Like, I rewrote this thing, like, four times (and I still hate this but it's whatever at this point I guess), then I thought I posted it on the 16th but didn't?? So I was checking my other work and saw this was uncompleted?? So here! Take the late chapter! Better late than never I guess? 😅😂

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{ Yellow } [ White ]

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The first and only thing Wade notices when he wakes up is that Peter is still in his arms. He rubs his face along Peter’s bare back and neck, enjoying the warmth and softness of his skin.

[ That’s strange. He’s usually up early. ]

{ Yea. One of those nasty “Early to bed, Early to rise” people. Honestly, don’t they see the appeal of nighttime? }

The second thing Wade notices when he wakes up are those fucking boxes, and the blissful “I just woke up and can’t remember much” feeling is gone instantly.

{ Uh, rude! }

[ No, that’s fair. You’re an idiot ]

{ Again, rude! And hypocritical! }

He ignores them both in favor of hugging his boyfriend tighter. Once he does, Peter exits out of whatever app he had on his phone and rolls over in his arms so their noses almost touch.

“Good morning.” he says lowly, looking like he just woke up but sounding like he’s been up for a while. He must have just never gotten out of bed.

“Mmm… Mornin’ hot stuff.” Wade can’t resist kissing him sweetly. “What has you in bed still? Hm?”

Peter smiles, and it lights up his beautiful brown eyes. Whoever says that brown eyes aren’t beautiful can go fuck themselves. Peter is living proof that eyes like that may as well be the most delicious chocolate, they’re so alluring.

[ I don’t think you’d describe chocolate as alluring… ]

{ Speak for yourself. My problem is that now I can’t stop thinking about that trend where couples would lick each other’s eyeballs. Please don’t tell me you’re going to do that to Petey, are you? }

[ Even I know to have more confidence in him than that. Maybe. ]

“Didn’t people die from that? Or go blind?” Wade murmurs out loud, knowing Peter doesn’t care when he does.

“What did?” he asks back.

“People licking other people’s eyeballs.”

Peter gets that look on his face that he denies having. The one that says “I really wanna question where that came from because that was completely random and unrelated to our conversation, but I also don’t want to know the answer because I’m scared of the rabbit trail that lead you to it.” He rarely asks how he got to whatever topic he randomly brought up, but he always humors Wade and answers him as if he was talking to him and not the voices in his head.

His expression turns to one of hesitant acceptance. “What are you talking about?”

“When people were licking each other’s eyeballs for that one trend.”

Peter just nods. “I think people went blind, but I don’t think anyone died. It was a risk, but wasn’t that back in, like, 2013 or something?”

Wade shrugs and kisses Peter again. “Dunno. Yellow mentioned it cause your eyes look like chocolate. No worries, though, licking eyes is nasty.” he adds at Peter’s concerned and disgusted look.

“Good, cause I’d never allow it.”

“Same here.”

There’s a minute of peaceful, comfortable silence before Peter breaks it.

“Why the hell do all of our morning conversations end up like this?”

[ Because you have even less of a filter than you normally do, which shouldn’t even be possible, but it is. Honestly, it’s terrifying. ]

“White says it’s because we have less of a head to mouth filter than normal when we’re first waking up.” Wade paraphrases.

Peter nods again, “Yeah… It’s probably a good thing you rarely see me when I first get up.”

{ He probably says some really cute things! Or maybe it would be much dirtier ;) }

[ I can’t tell if you said “colon end parenthesis” out loud or just implanted a picture of a winky face in our heads and it’s making me uncomfortable. ]

{ Well technically you don’t have a head to implant that to. And I’ll do whatever the hell I want, so the readers won’t even get to know the answer to your inquiry. }

[ Ooo, big word for you. ]

{ Yeah, bigger than your tiny– }

“Wade, are the voices bothering you?” Peter interrupts, causing Wade to smile.

“Nah, honey, they’re bothering each other more than me.”

He affectionately bumps his forehead on his Peter’s and leaves it there, basking in the warmth.

{ You should ask Peter! }

“Ask him what?” Wade almost groans.

{ If he says cute or dirty thing, of course! }

“No. Later. ‘M warm.”

{ Pansy. }

[ Right now he looks more like an Orchis italica than a Pansy, really. ]

“Do I wanna know what those look like?”

“What?” Peter pulls back.

{ Yesss! Nirlan left the links there for a reason! }

[ Who the fuck is Nirlan? ]

{ Gasp! How dare you not know the name of the author of this fanfic! }

[ There’s so many authors and artists out there, how are we supposed to ever keep up with them? ]

“Can we not? It’s too early to be breaking this many walls…” Wade complains because hot damn the boxes are getting annoying, and, quite frankly, they’re taking over the fic at this point.

The boxes don’t even get to respond before Peter is on Wade, kissing him in a way that is neither soft nor chaste.

“Need a distraction?” he asks with that sexy smirk of his.

“Always.”

{ I guess it’s dirty things, heheh ;) }

[ I swear to god– ]

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“And you’re sure that two hours is enough time for you to browse around? And you won’t get something absurdly expensive, even though we can afford it?” Peter asks for the third time right before they split up. Wade doesn’t even blame him for asking. They both know how he can get sometimes when shopping without a list.

“I promise I won’t get distracted and show up three hours late with nothing or too much to show for it.” He hesitates, “Well, I can’t promise on the late part, but if I am late, I’ll have a really good present to make up for it!” He says it in his usual joking manner, but they both know that he’ll be on time unless something super-vigilante-y (‘cause he may be super, but he ain’t no hero) happens.

Peter smiles in a way he can only describe as fond. Wade remembers when he was shocked every time he saw it on the other’s face, back when their relationship was newer and Wade’s self-esteem at an almost all-time low. Now, though, it only brings a rush of warmth. This person, this beautiful, humble, kind, strong man loves him– Him! A mess of a barely-if-at-all-human being that used to kill a shit ton of people for money and fun (even though they were all baddies, it still goes against the “Spidey Code”)– enough to smile all dopily at seemingly random times. Like, how did he ever get so lucky? What did he do in his past life do deserve such a sweet reward for going through the horrors he has?

[ Maybe it’s less about previous lives and more about karma. You used to be an asshole and killed almost indiscriminately, so karma punished you. But then you started killing only people who had no right being alive, and here we are. ]

{ White! Did you just call Wade a good person! I thought you didn’t care! }

[ Shut the hell up. The only thing I did was say that maybe karma realized that it went a little too far. I mean– ]

“Wade, you alright?” Peter voices, holding Wade’s wrist and looking far more concerned than he should.

“Yeah.” He shakes his head. “Yeah, actually. I think White just indirectly called me a good person.”

[ I did fucking not! ]

“Or, well, that I’m a good enough person now that karma decided I deserved one last good thing after all the shit it’s been giving me all my life. But close enough, right?”

And there goes Peter, smiling that same fond smile as before, even if it has a touch more worry in it than it did before. Wade practically melts.

“Of course you’re a good person. I don’t date just anyone, you know.” Peter kisses him quickly before letting go of his wrist. “Now we really should go get those presents. Meet back at the apartment in two hours, or sooner if we find something before then?”

“You know it.” Wade blows him a large kiss with a wink.

Peter catches it in a fist, which he then kisses and puts in his pocket before turning around. Wade follows his lead and turns to jog across the street while the crosswalk sign is still green. The bounce in his step doesn’t leave even as he slows to a casual stroll, or as casual as it can be in the middle of fucking New York City.

God, never in a million years did he think he’d be a part of that couple. The couples who shamelessly blow kisses and make goo-goo eyes at each other in public. At least, not when it’s no longer the obnoxious honeymoon phase with someone he doesn’t really care for and he’s trying to subtly drive them away. He and Peter certainly aren’t in the honeymoon phase anymore, and Wade is actually trying his best to keep his boyfriend around for as long as possible this time before he inevitably ups and leaves.

[ At least you’re self aware in that aspect. Nothing lasts forever. Even if you and him did, you realize that chances of you outliving him just because he ages is extremely likely, if not certain? ]

{ So you should get him a present now! A really, really good one! Not like your prank anniversary gift. }

“Hell no, nothing like that. I was cleaning slime and glitter for weeks.”

[ It was only four days. ]

“Yeah. Like I said, weeks.”

{ So what should we get Peter? }

[ We? ]

{ Yes we! I want to get him one too this time! He’s the only person besides Wade who tries to talk to us! }

[I suppose that’s true… ]

Wade can practically feel White thinking this over, but he already knows that there’s no swaying Yellow about this. He doubts (hopes) that Peter doesn’t mind that they got him stuff too. He already has plenty of reminders that Wade is insane as it is.

{ A blanket won’t do! And he doesn’t like stuffed animals like we do! }

[ And he doesn’t like shoes or socks around the house because he falls off the ceiling easier. Mittens and gloves are out of the picture for the same reason. ]

Huh, so White is planning to get Peter something, then.

[ If I’m forced to, then a new camera. It’s functional and he’s been wanting that new Canon one. ]

That is very true. Back when he and Peter were first moving into their current apartment (which is way nicer than either of them had before, Wade because he had no self-respect, and Peter because he had no money) found his old camera and eventually got back into the hobby. When he bought a more professional upgrade so he could dabble in selling some of his stuff, it ended up having a built in flash that turned on whenever it was darker than “in direct sunlight” unless he put it on the shitty “No Flash” setting. He returned it pretty quickly, but he still hasn’t bought a new one yet.

Fuck, that would have actually been a really cool gift idea, and if White’s taking it–

[ We’ll share it. ]

Wade stumbles in the middle of the sidewalk.. Did he just hear that right?

{ Holy shit, I think you did! }

[ Fuck off. You guys are hopeless. This is an offer of pity. ]

{ And that sounded very tsundere of you. }

[ And I’m not going to grace that with a response. ]

{ Let it be known that White actually cares! }

[ Do you never listen? ]

Wade tunes the boxes out while they argue. As much as the camera is such a good idea– and he will be getting that; he’s on his way to a store he vaguely knows of to check for the one he thinks he remembers Peter wanting– he doesn’t like the idea of getting Peter something that White thought of before he did. It doesn’t exactly shout “I’m a good boyfriend” to buy something someone else suggested, even if he’s positive he would have thought of it eventually, if given some time.

By the time he reaches the store, interrogates a knowledgeable employee and the internet for what the best Canon camera for Peter might be, buys a camera, extra lenses, a small, foldable camera stand, a reflector of the same variety, and a large, red and grey camera bag, and walks out of the store with several bags, the boxes have moved on from arguing and are strangely into the whole gift-giving thing. It was actually Yellow’s idea to get the stand and backpack, and White’s idea to get the extra lenses.

He finds an empty alleyway to dump all of this stuff out and organize the goods into the backpack. He’s not stupid, he knows that alleys are usually where various crimes happen, but he’s also not so stupid as to let someone sneak up on him, either. This alley is completely empty, and it will stay that way either because no one comes around, or he returns it to its empty state. No one’s stealing his baby boy’s Half-Priced Candy Day present on his watch.

It doesn’t take nearly as long to organize everything into and on the bag as Wade thought. Just put the default lense on the body of the camera and stuff that and the charger into the biggest hole in the bag, the other lenses get caps on both ends and they get put in the smaller ones. The reflector get is put on top of those and the bag still closes just fine, and the collapsible stand can be strapped to the side of this particular bag. He tosses all the boxes and bags into the nearby dumpster after pulling the camera bag on like a backpack and he’s ready to go.

He casually heads out and starts making his way towards Target. That place usually has unique games that he and Peter sometimes play with a couple of other friends. That, and they usually have sinfully soft pillows, blankets, and sheets. He would get an indoor hammock chair, but they don’t own their current apartment and he doesn’t want to risk ruining the ceiling in order to hang it up. Besides, he doesn’t feel like carrying something like that back from Target by foot.

[ So by process of elimination, you’re getting yet another soft blanket or pillow? ]

“Listen, I don’t need your sass. There is no such thing as too many soft things, and Peter completely agrees.” he responds out loud. He is far beyond not giving a fuck about what other people (who aren’t Peter, of course) think about him.

{ That may be so, but, like, this is your chance to buy matching onesies? }

“Peter doesn’t like onesies. They get too hot for him too fast, and they usually fall under the ‘no shoes or socks’ thing.” Wade gasps, “Gloves! He doesn’t like gloves because they cover his fingertips!”

[ Yes, we all knew this Wade– ]

“So finger-less gloves should be fine, right? I could buy a pair or two or seven for him!”

{ All different colors and patterns! And they’re still soft! }

Wade hums happily as he skips into Target. He walks in with the resolve to buy at least five pairs of finger-less gloves, but probably more. After a while of looking around and mild complaining and raving, though, he ends up walking out with two pairs of finger-less gloves (one black and one mitten-convertible pair that are navy blue), an expansion pack for Exploding Kittens, some discount candy, a case of Peter’s favorite soda, and a grey teddy bear that is soft soft he couldn’t not get it (he made sure to get the one with the wonky face, though, because he and Peter always grab the ones with “personality”).

A glance at his watch tells him that he’s already 15 minutes late, and he still has to walk home.

“Shit!”

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Wade bursts through the apartment door, panting. Sprinting up the stairs instead of waiting a minute for the elevator probably wasn’t the best call.

“Peter?” he calls out before he even gets inside.

“I’ll be right out!” he hears from their bedroom.

He heaves a sigh, closing the door behind him.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t realize I took so long.” he says at a normal, indoor volume, knowing Peter can still hear him clear as day, “I really didn’t mean to be late this time, but when I finally got out of Target I was already ten minutes late and I didn’t want to run and accidentally drop something, y’know?”

Peter walks out of the bedroom, and Wade notes how he carefully kept the door closed just enough to where he can’t see inside.

{ Ooo!! I wonder what it is! Maybe a new comforter? }

[ God, there’s no more fucking room in the closet for this shit. ]

“Hi, honey.” Wade greets softly. His face feels warm and soft, so he knows he’s making heart-eyes at Peter, but he just can’t help it!

“Hey, love.” Peter greets back, stepping forward and taking Wade’s face in his hands.

They meet in the middle in a soft kiss, then lean each other’s foreheads against one another. It makes Wade suddenly aware of how much he missed Peter. Like, he normally isn’t this clingy, but NHPC day is meant for sleeping and cuddles and all Petey time.

“As much as I liked trying to find surprises for you, I don’t think I want to do this again.”

Peter hums, getting Wade’s unspoken message. “I agree. I missed you, too.”

They stand there for a while, swaying slightly together with Peter cupping his cheeks and Wade pressing as close to his other as he can without the bags becoming awkward to hold. Peter kisses his nose, then both of his cheekbones, then his cheeks, then his mouth and lingers there. When they pull away, Peter takes a step back.

“So, what’s all this?”

He wrings his hands together as he tries to inspect the bags. He’s nervous or anxious about something, and, honestly, Wade doesn’t blame him for being worried about what’s in the numerous bags. Not after their last anniversary and April Fools, anyway.

“Nothing bad, I promise. Should we move this to the bed?–”

“Couch is fine!” Peter says a tad too enthusiastically and spins to go sit on the couch.

Well, that just means there's something in the bedroom, but he can be patient if it’s for his Petey.

He settles everything onto the floor before sliding the bag off of his back and handing it to Peter. The vigilante stares at it with wide eyes, and takes it extremely carefully, as if the bag will fall apart if he so much as moves it too fast.

“So, normally, people open the biggest thing last so they aren’t disappointed with everything else, but…”

Peter takes the hint and sets it on the ground so he can unzip it and open the flap. He removes the round reflector and suddenly freezes. Wade can’t tell if it’s a good freeze or a bad one, and that in itself is decidedly not good.

“I don’t know if this camera is too advanced or too shitty for you so...” Wade trails off again, not sure what to say.

Peter picks up the camera and inspects it. He tries to turn it on, but it still needs to be charged, so he assumes the screen remains black. He flips it around to look at it and uncap the lense, flips it back to hold it and maybe find the buttons. He looks through the camera and manually adjusts the focus. After that, he adjusts the focus back to where it was, puts the camera safely back into the bag.

A split second later, Wade has a lap and armful of Peter.

“Woah! Okay, I take it you like it?” Wade curls his arms around Peter’s middle while his abdomen, in return, is squeezed.

“Thank you.” Peter whispers into his neck.

Wade squeezes him tighter. “You’re welcome, love.”

Upon hearing the seldom-used name, Peter kisses Wade one more time. It quickly becomes much less than innocent, and as much as Wade is loving this, he still has a few other gifts to give, and at least one thing to get in return.Therefore, he reluctantly pulls away, softly stopping Peter from following his lips.

“You still have a couple gifts from me.”

Peter does not move. “Describe them.”

Damn if Wade doesn’t like it when Peter gets like this. Any other time he would have given in to that sinful look on the other’s face, but not this time. He’ll prove he has at least some self control.

“As much as I would love to– and I really would– I wanna see your reaction to two of the other things I got.”

Peter huffs and sits back with a slight pout. “Fine.”

He quickly eyes the Target bags and gathers his presents. He politely thanks Wade for buying the candy and soda because he didn’t have time to for a reason he didn’t state. He finds the expansion pack and smiles at it, and challenges Wade to a game as soon as they’re done with gifts and snuggles. Then he finds the bear with the wonky face.

“I actually got you something similar to this.”

He seems nervous again, almost more so than before. It has Wade becoming concerned.

“Hey, you know it’s alright if all you got me was a stuffie, right?” He reaches over and grabs Peter’s hand. “It isn’t a competition.”

He smiles fondly in return. “I know.” He gets up and offers Wade a hand. “Time for my presents.”

Wade accepts his hand, but barely uses it to get up. Peter doesn’t let go once he’s standing on his own and the ex-merc finds himself being led to the bedroom.

{ What do you think it’s going to be! I vote for the room being covered in petals and Peter offering himself as a gift! }

[ Peter has stated many times that he has more dignity than that, so no. ]

{ Aww, you’re such a party pooper… I can still dream, you know! }

[ That’s what I worry about the most. ]

{ Hey! }

Peter opens their bedroom door and what Wade finally sees inside almost makes his jaw drop.

There are colored fairy lights strung up simply around the room, just like he’s always wanted, but either forgot the lights or lacked the motivation to try setting it up. The bed is made with a new bed set that is predominantly apple red with accents of maroon, and when Wade strokes his hand across it, it is extremely soft, but doesn’t feel like it’ll overheat them and irritate his scars. On the center of the bed are a little Spiderman and Deadpool tsum tsum-looking plushies laying right next to each other. It’s perfect.

“How did you even have time to do all of this?” Wade asks as he takes in the lights while stroking the comforter.

“I was banking on you being a bit late, actually.” Peter clears his throat– another obvious show of nerves. “Do you like it?”

“I love it.” Wade doesn’t hesitate, “This is beautiful. Where did you even find all this?”

“Uh, you know, at the store.” Peter sounds more anxious than before, so Wade turns around to ensure that everything is perfect–

This can’t be happening. Wade feels his eyes widen and his jaw properly drop. This can’t be real. There’s no way.

{ This isn’t another hallucination, is it? }

[ I don’t think so. No one is trying to kill us. ]

Peter is on one knee right in front of him. Those stupidly handsome eyes flicker around his face, and his shoulders are tense in a way that broadcasts he’s nervous. They’re standing in their gorgeous room that’s in their shared apartment, they’re both in the comfiest clothes that are still appropriate to go out in public in, and Peter is kneeling in front of him while holding out a ring that’s made of rose gold with a large, deep-red center gem with tiny black ones swirling around it.

This can’t be fucking real. This is way too good to be–

“Judging by your face, this is completely unexpected, but this is something I just realized recently that I’ve been wanting for a while. And I know it doesn’t make any sense, but I think you know what I’m talking about anyway.”

Peter didn’t ask for a response or acknowledgement, but Wade nods anyway. He understands the feeling. Peter’s gaze moves to the walls and the floor, purposefully avoiding Wade now. That isn’t a great sign.

“Like, everyone else I dated I kinda new from the start wouldn’t last? But with you, everything feels natural, and we work really well together, in suits and out of them, and I just– I was thinking about something or other, and I imagined trying to live a life that didn’t have you in it, and I couldn’t do it. As disgustingly cheesy as this is going to sound, I don’t think I can live without you anymore, at least without it being torturous, ‘cause you’re the one who literally knows the most about me and you help me stay away from especially bad habits but don’t treat me like a child when I do something stupid. And, like, the only way you can leave my life permanently is if we broke up– well I guess we could still technically get a divorce, or you could just say ‘no’ right now and break up with me eventually–”

“Yes.” Wade hears himself say, quietly. Peter doesn’t register it, so Wade doesn’t try to use words again. He’s too caught up in his head. He kneels down to Peter’s height and reaches around Peter’s outstretched hands to cup his cheeks. Peter blinks, looks into Wade’s eyes, and lowers the ring closer to their chests, but never stops speaking.

“–but anyway. You’re actually the best thing that’s happened to me since Spiderman and it would really mean the world and more to me if you say–”

Wade cuts him off with a slow, soft kiss. He slowly pulls away when his own smiling makes it too hard to continue, but keeps their faces close.

“Yes.”

Peter blinks hopefully. “Yes?”

Wade yanks him into a tight hug. “Of course! Why would I ever say no?– Actually, don’t answer that. But god, yes! Fuck, I love you so much!” Wade suddenly pulls back. “Lemme see the ring! How did you even get something this nice on such short notice?”

Peter takes his left hand– and oh, if that doesn’t send a pleasant thrill up his spine then he doesn’t know what will– and gently slides the ring on– actually, that right there would– and then doesn’t let go of his hand.

The ring looks more feminine on his finger than it did in the little, velvet box, but if anyone knows Wade, it’s that he doesn’t give a flying fuck. He actually really loves it. It’s rather unique, especially compared to the classic “white diamond(s) on a silver band” engagement rings. And while Wade would have loved a ring like that if Peter got him one, he probably would have only liked it for what it symbolized, rather than actually liking the ring itself like he does this one.

“I did some research during the late night patrols yesterday, and found this one online this morning before you were up. I just went to pick it up after it got sized.”

“It’s beautiful.”

“I was worried it wasn’t flashy enough–”

“Nonsense, Peter!” he exaggerates an accent.

“–then I was worried it was too flashy for just in case you wanted to wear it under your Deadpool suit–”

“Of course I will!”

“–and I didn’t want it to irritate your scars, but, again, I didn’t want to be super simple or flat. That just isn’t the Spiderman and Deadpool way, after all.”

“No, it really isn’t.” he confirms fondly.

Wade looks back down at the ring. It hasn’t quite hit him yet that they’re officially engaged.

“So…” Wade starts seductively, “How about we try out these new sheets?”

Peter perks up. “Snuggle day time?”

Wade’s smile turns into a large grin. “You go get the candy and soda, I’ll rearrange the pillows.”

“Maximum effort!” Peter says as he jumps up to sprint out of the room.

Wade gets up too. “Hey! That’s my thing! And this is mediocre effort at best!”

As Peter’s laugh rings pleasantly through the apartment, all Wade can think is that this is hopefully going to be the rest of his life. He’ll get to have moments like these for years and years to come, snuggles and candy with someone he loves and someone who loves him back for years and years to come. And since the boxes aren’t arguing anything, that must mean it’s true on some level, at least.

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A/N: Heyo! I still hate this chapter but I've given up trying to make it better, so here we are. I hope y'all didn't totally hate it though! I had an idea for a beginning and an end, but not the middle, so it's all kinds of bleh XD Anyway, I hope you all have a pleasant day/night, and thank you for checking this fic out! <3

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