#i genuinely hate taking requests idk why i ever do it

[churipu]

Idk if u take requests rn, but if you do, could you write fluffy moments with jjk men (pls include toji, i rlly wanna see him w fluff because there is like none) you fav would be cuddling, but you do whatever you want <3 Also, don't stress yourself when writing i, and please take breaks <33

JJK MEN + FLUFFY MOMENTS (๑ > ᴗ < ๑)

featuring. toji fushiguro, gojo satoru, nanami kento x reader

warnings. jjk men being softies

note. i just read the most heart wrenching nanami fic, i think i'm not okay at all </3 but hi anon, thank you for requesting this — this is exactly what i needed after reading angst. i apologize if it took a long time to get this out omg, i hope you like it.

and guys, omg???? 700+ followers? i genuinely never expected my works to be recognized by so much, and meeting new writers here and there, making friends, makes me so happy (i'm not crying) i love u all so so so so much, u guys rock, ily all <;33

TOJI FUSHIGURO

hated talking about the future, but ever since he met you — he rambles about it.

toji has always thought his future was nothing interesting, he kills people for a living, gets money off of it and he gambles. that's about it, so what was there to think about in the future?

meeting you was the firsts to a lot of things in his life.

toji grew up in a loveless household full of anger, and lust for power. which is why he is who he is today. distant, aloof, detached. people tell him he'd be nothing without his strength and face, there is no denying that toji fushiguro has a face card. he knows that.

so when he first met you, all he expected was like every other day. people caring about his face, and only that — and he'd play along although he's had enough of it, but no; you didn't care about all that.

face, money, strength. none of that.

he vaguely remembered the first time you spoke to him: "hey, mind helping me grab that box of cereal?" and he expected you to hit on him after, but you left it at that, muttering out a thanks and then leaving him in the aisle alone.

then for some reason he meets you again, the very next month. asking him the exact same thing, asking for help to take the cereal box which happened to be on the very top of the shelf. god knows why, both you and him just made it a routine every month after that. no communications about meeting and all. you both kind of just, met right in the cereal aisle on one particular day in the month, and then leave.

on the fifth month, he finally asks for your number.

"toji, is that your way of asking me out? because if it is, i'm disappointed."

"maybe."

and then you both kind of just sealed it; you're dating. nothing much changed, every month both you and him still go to the cereal aisle — he still helps you with grabbing the box from the shelf. the only difference was that now the two of you leave together.

toji hates talking about his future. but with you? he could go on for a whole day. he rambles about what he thinks and what he wants in the future with you.

"i wan' to get married. i wan' to marry you," did it caught you by surprise? yes. yes it did, "i wan' to have a family with you, a nice little family. i wan' to have a son so i could throw him around — but a girl is okay too, i can protect her from boys, i'll love them both equally. but i don't think i'll be a good dad to them. i'm scared they won't like me."

"toji, what? where did that come from?"

his back was pressed to your chest as you both lay down on the bed, one of your leg draped over his torso and he has his hand on your plush thigh, squeezing it every once in a while.

"i don't know. just a thought, i never talked about my future with anyone before," his body vibrated as he grunted, leaning his head back a bit, "i just don't think i'll be a good father, y'know?" he squeezed your thigh.

"why do you think so?" you asked him, placing your chin on the crown of his head.

"i just think so."

"stop thinking then," you chuckles, draping an arm around his neck, caressing his throat so softly it made the male shudder under your touch — but he didn't mind, he took comfort under your skin.

"can't." his voice was not stern or bold, it was soft and serene. he laced his fingers with yours, kissing your knuckles gently, "i can't believe 'm saying this, but 'm worried about my future. 'm a little scared."

just the fact he was admitting that he's scared about something was mind boggling, because the toji fushiguro? who kills people? was admitting that he was actually terrified of something, which wasn't even the strongest sorcerer. it's his future.

you were silent, letting him talk because when else would he be able to be like this?

"'m terrified. 'm scared i won't make you happy. what if i don't make you happy? what if my kids hate me?" so many questions that you don't even have the answer to, but you placed your hand over his lips, shutting him up.

toji grumbled, he swiped his tongue over your palm.

"ew!" you laugh, wiping your hand on his shirt, "but why're you suddenly talking about this all? which videos have you been watching again?"

"nothing, can't i think about my own future with you?" he shuffles, turning to face you, prepping an arm under his head as he stares down at you. not in the condescending way — he stared at you with so much desperation for love, he slowly blinks, the glint in his eyes never changing.

"why out of the blue?"

"jus' because."

you poked his cheek, "liar."

he sighs, latching his hand onto your hips, pulling you close. he buries his head into your shoulder in content, "jus' worried about it, i never think about my future in the past. but now — with you, i jus' worry about it because i didn't think i'd make it 'till now."

you chuckled, rubbing the back of his head lightly, "you remember that one time in the park when you see that little boy crying over spilled ice cream?"

he hums softly.

"and you bought him another ice cream, but asked me to be the one to give it to him because you were scared you'd scare him off instead?" you ask him, your fingers tangling with his hair lightly.

"yeah."

"you'll be fine, toji." you tell him.

"y'think so?" he retorts back, squirming a bit.

"i know so."

GOJO SATORU

he has to know about everything that you like, he needs to know why you like them. every. single. thing.

gojo chased after you. you were one tough cookie, he likes a chase. he's so used to people fawning over his looks that when you didn't — he just has to know your name.

the curiosity to know your name ended up pulling him in a spiral of this little thing called "love". gojo swore it was just curiosity, but everyone else besides him thinks otherwise, he promised himself and people around that he didn't like you, he was just, well, curious.

but curiosity doesn't look like that. gojo finds himself asking people about what type of boys you like, and when he finds out about it — he tries his best to be your type. he promised he was just curious.

gojo tries finding out what your favorite flower is, and when he finds out about it, he's out there sending big bouquets of it to you. he promised he was just curious.

gojo tries finding out what your favorite genre of music is, and when he finds out, he listens to them so he could talk about it with you. he promised he was just curious.

gojo tries finding out what your favorite series or movie is, and when he finds out, he watches them all intently so he could talk about them with you and hate on characters together with you. and he still promises that he was just curious.

he was just curious, he kept telling that to himself. so why does it bother him when you were out with another guy? another guy that's not him. not gojo satoru.

gojo asks you about who it was, and when you tell him it's nobody important, he gets upset about it.

"why are you so upset?"

"i'm just..curious."

"it's none of your business."

he left it at that. his whole week was ruined, he couldn't stop thinking about it. about you. and then he finally realizes, he wasn't curious — he was in love. so there he was, in front of your door at two in the morning.

"what?"

"who was that guy?"

"gojo, you're still onto that?" you ask him, tired, "i said it's none of your business. you're here at two just to ask me about that?"

"it's my business because i'm in love with you, damn it!"

gojo was half grateful when you told him it was your distant cousin, but half embarrassed as well. all's well ends well. he gets you in the end, and he doesn't have to worry about anything else — nothing in the world matters to him but you.

"baby, what do you recommend?" was one of the most spoken phrases he has delivered to you.

in restaurants, dessert bars, convenience store, movie theaters, anything you could recommend him, he'd ask for it.

"why do you always ask? don't you have your own preference, satoru? i'm not even sure if you'll like my recommendations though," he smiles at you, tracing small circled on the back of your hand.

"i want to know about everything that you like, and why you like them. i want to know everything about you," you look at him and smiled, honestly, what did we ever do to deserve him?

"why?"

"because i love you." yeah, he wasn't just curious. he's in love. and deep.

NANAMI KENTO

he always orders food that you like, and shares some with you — even if you didn't ask for it.

nanami never expected to be in relationships. in fact, relationships was the last thing in his mind — but when he met you, he just kind of felt attracted. he seeks for your comfort whenever he's tired, and when you weren't there, nanami just sort of drowns in himself until he could see you or hear your voice.

at the beginning of your relationship, nanami was never the one to initiate things because he wasn't an experienced male in relationships. you ask him and he just sort of do it without any other complaints.

but as time goes on, he get the hang of it. what he should do and what he shouldn't — it's adorable, he's started doing things that he never thought he would do in his life, but here he was sitting by your side; peeling apples for you because you wanted them.

"kento, eat some. it's going to be finished by the time you finish peeling every one of them," you joked, your legs on top of his thighs.

nanami hums softly, "it's okay. as long as you like it."

nanami doesn't realize the weigh of his sweet words sometimes, he does it and asks himself to why you were reacting like that. sweet talk is his vocabulary. he says it with no worries, telling you things you've always wanted to hear but never say.

but one thing that always stuck to him and you from the first time you got close up to now was: nanami always orders things that you like. you never understood the reason behind it, and when you tried asking him about it, he just tells you he was craving it.

it didn't seem odd at first — but as time goes on, his whole taste was just an exact copy of yours.

if you get something different than your usual menu, nanami will get your usual menu because he knows damn well that you're going to end up wanting them. although you don't tell him when the food comes, nanami makes it his job to share with you. and that's really sweet of him.

but when you get your usual menu, nanami orders something with elements that you like in them and shares them with you even without you asking for a bite. and not only that, he didn't share a spoonful — he shared a lot.

"ken, you don't have to share with me. i have my own food." you tell him, despite your heart tugging you to just let him share because you were too shy to say that you wanted a bite.

"it's alright sweetheart. i'm a little full." he lies. he ends up snacking on something on midnight, and it's now a routine.

so in exchange for that, you always make it your job to stock up foods ranging from small snacks like biscuits, chips, up to instant or pre-heated food. even cutting up fruits so nanami could snack on it, and he caught on to it pretty quick.

but he didn't complain, he likes it when you do it.

"ken, i cut out some mangoes and dragon fruit. you can eat them if you're hungry."

"thank you y/n."

mutual wins.

© CHURIPU 2023 , DO NOT COPY OR REPOST ANYWHERE

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jujutsu kaisen x reader #fluff #jjk #jjk fluff #gojo fluff #gojo satoru #gojo satoru x reader #toji fushiguro x reader #toji fushiguro #toji fluff #toji #nanami kento #kento nanami #nanamin #nanami kento x reader #nanami #i love nanami and i miss my pookie bear

[transmascaraa]

Idk how to write this but

Reader is so lost in being a people pleaser, they no longer defend themselves when being insulted

(like, someone saying "I wish you could just shut up and never speak again" to them seriously, and them clearly hurt, would still laugh as if what the person said was a joke etc)

🫶🫶

multiple characters headcannons!

you're a people-pleaser...

characters: lyney, gaming, tighnari x gn!reader

author's note: WHY ARE YOUR REQUESTS LITERALLY ME😭😭 i love them tho‼️ ENJOY READING<33 (random writing motivation smh)

☆ Lyney

-off-topic but the lucille font looks so beautiful with lyney's name

-ANYWAYS

-speaking from experience, people-pleasing sucks.

-and to overcome it, you need somebody's support, because you most likely won't be able to do it on your own.

-sometimes, it can only take a few kind words to break out of it.

-and he will be the one who will help you.

-since i hc him as a people-pleaser too, playing the role as the "big brother" to protect his siblings and please 'father' because he's occupied to do so,

-yes, he does genuinely care about his siblings, but he sometimes goes too far just to be sure.

-so, back to him helping you, he'll always remind you that you're your own person, that you're not alive to just please others.

-you don't owe them anything, so why do you do it?

-nonetheless he will give his all to praise you and remind you that you're perfect just the way you are, and that you shouldn't change for anyone except for yourself.

-sometimes, if you're about to make a choice you clearly don't want, he'll gladly choose for you and say that you're just indecisive.

-"you're hurting yourself for others, it's not good. you're you, unique."

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✯ Gaming

-similar to lyney, except for the fact that he isn't a people-pleaser himself.

-you probably wouldn't even need to tell him anything, he'd realize it on his own.

-your every single day would be filled with millions of praises about how you're unique on your own.

-how you shouldn't listen to others.

-how you only live once.

-soon enough, you'd probably break down to him many times about it(like you probably would to anyone)

-and when you've listened to his praises and reminders enough, you'd slowly get better and better at actually being yourself.

-yes, of course it would take some time, of course it can't happen overnight, but he'll wait.

-he'll be patient with you.

-he won't rush you.

-all he cares about is that in the end, you'd finally put an end to it.

-and trust me, it would come sooner than expected.

-"you're nobody's toy or puppet for them to play with. you're your own person, [name]."

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✿ Tighnari

-get ready for the biggest mom ever.

-he would realize on his own, not like he wouldn't notice you choosing to work for the whole night rather than rest, especially because it was requested by someone you hate.

-AND IT WAS SOMETHING OPTIONAL.

-he's not dumb, he will notice.

-he'll literally call you to the living room for some "serious talk" one day and it would actually get you worried.

-then, he will start lecturing you about it and how bad it is for you and your health.

-you actually start feeling bad for him... he cares about you so much and everything while you aren't even happy yourself... you let others walk over you while you laugh at the pain.

-once he realizes that you started feeling bad, he'll apologize for coming off as rude or mean, even if you confront him that it's okay afterwards.

-he'll start reminding you about all the reasons why you shouldn't do it, but he won't rush you, he'll let you take your time.

-it may take you a but longer, but it will come eventually.

-every morning, he will put a new quote on the bathroom mirror just for you.

-quotes as in "live laugh love", "keep on going!", "you can do it!", "be yourself!", etc.

-"you don't live to please anyone, no matter how important they are. you're just fine on your own."

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I LOVE THIS

writing motivation hits different fr

I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE IT^^

| @keeyisbored | @mariaace <3

#genshin #genshin impact #genshin headcanons #genshin impact headcanons #genshin imagines #genshin fluff #gaming x reader #gaming x you #tighnari x reader #tighnari x you #lyney x reader #lyney x you #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin x you #genshin impact x you #grrrr like 2 more reqs left i'll probably finish sometime today

[potatobugxo]

Hey I saw your have requests open and I was wondering if you were willing to write a very fem presenting f!reader who is ace but doesn't really care how she is perceived based on her taste in clothes or the infamous being walked into while changing x Alastor and Lucifer (separate, together or just one of the two. However you like it).

How would they react? I think Al would be ever the gentleman and maybe appreciate that he can just be and live with the body he was given and she would look in his eyes even if he'd be bathing or something (ngl I think bathing together is such a cute thing and I hate that lewd minds ruin the innosence in it and the level of trust and comfort with one's self and another one can gain from it)

Like he is not just some hot piece of ass but a person in her mind no matter how he is presenting himself.

As for Lucifer I think he'd be curious about how she sees those situations as sensual and innocent where everyone else would just jump to sex and maybe find comfort in her view of him.

Or just a very oblivious sweet f!reader with them.

Idk if I make much sense and if you don't want to write it that's perfectly fine. I hope you have a lovely day!

Thank you so much!!!!

i really like the contrast between these two for this idea!! i wasnt sure if you meant them walking in on the reader changing or the reader walking in on them changing (so i went with both sjsjfs) and thank u bby i hope you have a lovely day as well <33 warnings: mentioned nudity (not graphically described) lucifer's part is more suggestive silly

walking in on alastor/lucifer changing & vice versa (seperate)

you walking in on him changing:

"o-oh! uh! sorry, sweetheart! i didn't, uh, see you there!"

very flustered right off the bat. man was in the middle of putting his pants on when you walked in okay he was not emotionally prepared

you just blink at him widely and then smile, saying, "dinner's ready whenever you're hungry!" before abruptly leaving

f l a b b e r g h a s t e d

lucifer knows your ace but he thought you'd have more of a reaction to seeing him with his lil white booty hanging out

he joins you for dinner later and you make conversation about your day as if you didn't just witness his bare cheeks walking in on you changing:

"OH GOOD GOLLY UH, SORRY ABOUT THAT!"

his wheeze laugh really comes through with this one

"oh, it's okay, luci, i was just getting ready for bed."

he doesn't know what to do, should he cover his eyes and turn his back to be polite?? should he leave?? is he allowed to stare??

you just continue to take your clothes off and put your pajamas on while he's gawking like an idiot trying to think of what he should do

by the time he snaps out of it you're shimmying under the covers and patting the pillow beside you for him to join

it's obviously okay for him to change in front of you now so he does and rolls under the covers beside you

poor guy has a tough time understanding how you can be so innocent, a sweet lil smile on your face as you snuggle up to him with nothing but a shirt on and no ulterior motive

you walking in on him changing:

he'd be in the middle of removing his dress shirt when you stride into his room

"alastor are you- oh are you getting ready for bed?"

"why, you're right on time my dear! i was just about to take a bath. care to join me?"

you both are asexual you got no problems here 💀

bathtime is something alastor genuinely enjoys with you because he knows you won't feel uncomfortable or make things weird

he loves when you wash his hair for him and he enjoys giving you shoulder rubs

he's content that neither of you are ashamed of your bodies nor ashamed of showing them as there is no sexual motives to any of it

walking in on you changing:

"oh, my apologies my dear!"

he would be strolling into your room while you're slipping into your regular attire for the day

very gentlemanly, and even though he knows you're okay with showing your body around him he's still polite about it and turns on his heel to avert his gaze

"it's okay alastor, it's no problem!"

sometimes if you'll allow him to, he'll assist you as you change, for example pulling your overshirt or coat over your shoulders, or assisting with pulling your boots on

its a sweet way for him to express his affection for you! he needs to treat his lady right after all!

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #alastor #alastor x reader #lucifer #lucifer x reader #hcs #bug writes🦋

[lonleywriters-blog]

I hope you are doing well and if not im so sorry! I hope it gets better (it will it always does)

♡♡♡

If you are still taking requests I was wondering if you could do head cannons (idk if that's spelt right, I cant spell to save my life) of gotham villans with a plus-size bf/gf? And if you do Jeremiah could you include pre-spray too? (Pre-spray Jeremiah has my heart) thankkkkkkk youuuuuuu!!!!!

YESSS

Gotham villains with plus size s/o

He isn't a smaller or average man himself so he can be insecure.

He genuinely doesn't even think of your weight, he is just so taken back by your curves.

He is entranced by the way your curves move and look.

He will buy you tight and fitting dresses all the time, unless he sees you are getting self conscious because of it.

He will sit you down and whisper sweet words in your ears for hours. He means every word to.

He loves to grab your thighs, it doesn't even have to be sexual.

If you are in bed reading with him his hand is just resting and lightly massaging your thigh.

He hates to see you cry or even slightly sad, especially if it's because of your appearance. He will literally drown you in affection until you can't say anything bad about yourself.

He is so pathetic and needy, he is shocked anyone wants to date him.

He is even more shocked when it's a curvy girl, just his type.

He is literally always a blushing mess around you, it doesn't matter how long you have been together.

Will trace his finger up and down your stretch marks as he falls asleep.

If you ever mentioned being insecure he will find out why and point out every single reason he lives that part of you.

If you dress up he will let you walk him around like a dog, just happy to be by your side.

You could practically use him as an accessory, and he would happily thank you.

Literally worships you, like actually has his goons worship you.

He will have shrines built, some combined with his, others separate.

He needs you to be seen and adored like he sees and adores you.

He will get the most expensive and flattering clothes, having you prance around for him.

You are like a model icon of the underground world, no one can say anything negative because you always look your best.

He spoils you. Hair, makeup, nails, anything you want you can have.

If you don't want anything at all he is more than happy with that as well.

Instead he will buy you movies, snacks, and the fluffiest blankets.

My man will go feral.

He hadn't thought much of being with someone curvy, since he was mostly locked up or in middle of a big plan.

When he sees you, he drops everything. He doesn't care if he is getting shit at, he has to say hi.

He will never let you leave the house without giving you at least ten compliments and grabs.

He is obsessed with dressing you up.

Especially in vintage style dresses or gowns of any type

If he ever hears people talking about you he will torture them.

Sometimes he gets very tempted to just hypnotize you into being more confident when he sees you sad. He never would though.

He gets so giddy around you, he just can't believe you are real.

You are real, and you really want him. That's almost too much for him.

He will do anything he can to make you comfortable and confident.

He always carries a mini lotion for your thighs so you don't get sores or chub rub.

He dots on you all day, you will distract him for work almost every time.

Can't help but grab your hips, literally always had a hand there.

He loves to hug you while you cook and use his hands to move your hips to whatever song plays.

He is obsessed with the way your curves move, he can't get enough.

He will beg you to sit in his face, he needs to feel your thighs around his head.

He is actually so whiny and pathetic for you.

#gotham x reader #jerome valeska x reader #jervis tetch x reader #jeremiah velaska x reader #jeremiah valeska x reader #oswald cobblepot x reader #edward nygma x reader

[kingconia]

hiiiiii! ugh, i am not sure if you take requests? but if you do, can i ask you leona one, where reader is the descendant of scar, and afterglow savanna always treats her like shit, thinking she will try to kill farena or leona?? idk tbh the dynamic between her and others, but maybe with a prompt "why are you keep protecting me?" "because if anyone kills you it will be me?" BUT NOT ANGSTY MORE LIKE CHEESY ONE like she is joking she has no plans to do so!!

(also maybe she is friend with azul bc both of them manipulative masterminds idk)

A/N: that's actually sounds so fun. i am genuinely invested, though, i had never thought that someone will ask me to write something. but, oh, darling, thank you. i would love do that more, so if anyone wants, i am open to your ideas.

LEONA KINGSCHOLAR × READER, WHO IS SCAR'S DESCENDANT

warnings: not detailed mention of blood and some threats with mentions of gore? it is lighter than it sounds.

Hatred followed you from a very young age. And it wasn't necessarily yours.

You were six, when you learned to understand that kindness will not help you survive. But cruelty will.

Abandoned, throwed away, you were nothing in the world of kings and queens. Your whole existence were cursed from the day you made your first breath, and no one was going to tell you why. Why you were so hated by the whole country, by every single person in your motherland? Why your mother turned away from you? Why you were considered to be dangerous?

But the more you grew, the more you understood that it is for the better. Their hatred, their suspicion, their rage. It made you the independent person. The predator.

And you were fine with that.

At some point, you stopped caring about what all of them thought. Instead, it filled you with even more power to move forward.

And so you survived. Proudly, with chin up to the sky, ignoring the way others treated you.

Savannaclaw wasn't necessarily bad, though. You thought it will be; Farena Kingscholar never being kind to you, and his kingdom therefore, too. But Savannaclaw was different. There, your only king was Leona. And Leona didn't care whose descendant you were.

If anything, he never even took it seriously.

”Why the fuck I would care about that cursed king?” He spitted it out once, as Ruggie asked him in what he thought was a whisper, as you passed by. ”Stupid lion is dead for a long time. Why would she care about him, even?”

And that was it. Savannaclaw never acted like you were enemy, no one glared at you with participation, no one was suspicious about your every single world.

You were free.

And the freedom you had gained, finally, made your loyalty to Leona stronger.

So, you didn't really like, when someone offended him.

It was your job to annoy him, to try break his trust towards you by cynical remarks—”oh, my King, you shouldn't trust me with your nephew. What if I tear him apart?” or ”Tsh, tsh, little lion... Haven't your brother told you? You shouldn't really turn your back to the hungry animal,”—even if he never cared.

And if someone tried to steal your job... Well, that would be really-really bad.

”Remind me once again,” you yawned, throwing a grape in your mouth, ”why I am not allowed to fight that Pomfiore boy for you?”

Azul chuckled.

”You got almost expelled twice, tigerfish. I am flatted that you are willing to try it for me, too, but I have more interesting ways to get my revenge.”

Azul was probably the strangest friend you ever had—and you had the only one, who was Jack—but it wasn't necessarily bad. He always got you involved in his plans, and as both of you were thinking about this or that in complete solitude, scheming and laughing, you thought it actually was nice.

”I caught him applying foundation on his face a week ago,” you share with him quietly. ”On the whole face. And let me say, he is not that perfect without it, Zul.”

He gasped dramatically.

”And that after interview, where he says he hates unnatural beauty?!”

”Mhm.”

”Tigerfish, you are so cruel,” he smiled. ”I love it.”

”Sure you are,” your ears moved by itself and you turned your head on the right. ”Do you hear that?”

Voices. Very loud, very angry voices. Usually, you would ignore that, but it was a familiar scent that made you move forward, ignoring Azul's question.

”Are you fucking insane, Hunt?”

”Oi, oi, I only cared to see if you would react immediately!”

You groaned.

Fucking Pomfiore kids.

As you stepped closer, your annoyed expression shifted to a worried one. There was a crossbow in Rook's arms, and Leona was holding an arrow is his hand, face angry.

So, it was it: little hunter tried to hunt Leona down.

Before he acknowledged your presence, you moved forward, raising Rook by his collar, right from behind.

”Don't get frightened, little one,” you said, voice, despite a smirk, vicious. ”I only cared to see if you would react immediately.”

Leona scoffed.

”Aha, how nice! Jolie Lionne! Had you came to save your pretty prince from the trouble?”

You frowned.

”He is the king, hunter.” Your turned him to face you properly, still leaving him hanging in the air. ”Listen to me, sweet human, the next time I see you trying to shoot him, I will scratch your eyes with my claws, and eat them in front of your fake housewarden. And then, I am going to make a feast. Do you hear me?”

His face scrunched for a second, but he put his usual smile on the face rather quickly.

”My, my... We were merely playing! But, fine, fine. As you wish, jolie lionne!”

You freed him, and this time he was rather quick with leaving.

Other students shun you actively, so it wasn't surprising. Beyond Savannaclaw, Azul, and, well, Lillia Van Rouge, other either ignored your existence or avoided you in fear. You had one the hell of the reputation, and your own attitude never helped to fix the damage that rumours left on you.

”I didn't ask you to do that,” Leona clicked his tongue, moving to your right side.

”You never do,” you shrugged. ”I don't really care.”

Maybe it was the fact that you never denied his power, never looked down at him, that helped him to make a peace with the fact that you were so eager to protect him. Because, well, in the beginning, he thought it was offensive.

”You are so fucking strange that, do you know that?” You repeated your previous action, and he continued. ”If I were you, I would love to kill me. And my brother. Especially him. But you keep doing that. Keep guarding me like a lapdog. Why?”

Why?

You wondered about it too, once. But the answer came easily to you.

It was a boy with unusual scar on his young face that stared at you without hatred the first. Simply stared, without any particular emotion, and handed you a little red flower, before leaving.

And though, he probably didn't remember it...

It was still him, who looked at you without despise in his eyes, when both of you grew up, meeting here and there, as your presence should have been always controlled and seen by the royal family.

And it was him, who made Savannaclaw respect you, as he joined this school, a year later than you did.

It was always him.

”Having trouble with creating another lie?” He smirked, moving to stop in front of you, clearly disliking the fact that you ignore his presence.

”You want to know why, Leona?” You tilted your head, meeting his curious eyes. "Because I consider you to be the King, more than your brother ever will, and therefore, I should protect you.”

Before he opened his mouth, you caught him by the chin, moving him closer. He stared at you, not annoyed, but quite lost by this action. Your eyes shimmered with a familiar hunger that always lived inside you.

A hunger for fame. Acceptance. Peace. Blood. Cruelty.

Love.

”And because,” your lips brushed the corner of his, as you breathed out on his cheek, ”if anyone ever tries to rip out your golden heart, my King, it is going to be me.”

His lips curled in a same wicked smile that played on your face.

And as his arms fall on your hips, he accepted the game.

”What a coincidence,” his whisper came out like a purr. ”Because if ever try to rip our my heart, my dear Consort, I will allow it to you.”

A laugh that escaped your chest sounded so taunted that others would find it scary.

But you know Leona didn't. In fact, he enjoyed it very much.

And both of you had a very long journey to find out what else you enjoy about each other. Gladly, you had plenty of time for that.

#leona kingscholar x reader #leona kingscholar #twisted wonderland #twst wonderland #twst leona

[khuzena]

12:59

| Michael Kaiser x g/n!reader

summary: everyone in life comes and goes, but sometimes he wishes you stayed; but it's too big of a request to ask.

Warning: toxic rs,no happy ending, cry bitches. Angst, Angst, Angst. (Cheating again because this man is the reddest, crimson flag ever)

A/n: was writing this in school, no activities for the entire day so i was writing this. (This is so cringe oh my god i swear I'll write fluff next time what character do you guys want as long as it aint barou because idk how to write him..)

It sometimes gets too hard to breathe at night.

There are times where he'd find solace in your embrace, you've made home in his heart and you know.

The cupid to your psyche, the romeo to his juliet. So tempting yet so dangerous.

Trust, such a simple thing yet so hard to keep and attain. Something he's won from you years ago yet he lost instantly.

A prodigy as he, the loyal man he used to be.

Rainy days like these you'd find yourself in his well-sculpted arms, inhaling his scent and his kisses marking you his.

Two weeks before the fallout, he's been a distant man, eyes filled with disdain for you and you don't know why. Just a month ago there were flowers on your doorstep, a genuine compliment through text and light kisses pressed on your forehead here and there.

Though recently, he's been looking at you with such hate in his eyes, like you ruined his life— like you're the reason you brought pain and suffering in his world. Why?

There you were, sitting at the marble kitchen island and eating some fresh fruits while watching a boring show on your phone.

Kaiser walked past you as he grabbed an energy drink from the fridge, not even sparing you a single glance.

"Hey, love." You said smiling, nervously fidgeting your fingers under the table.

Kaiser rolled his eyes before looking at you with such disgust. Was your hair really that unkempt? Did your acne come back again? Was he no longer attracted to you? Or was it because he's found someone else. You don't know but these questions spiral in your brain, wondering, asking where you went wrong.

"Hey." He replied, the irritation in his voice was too obvious.

"Can we talk?"

If anyone could see you right now they would compare you to a homeless man asking for scraps or spare change. But at least a hobo has more dignity than you.

Like a broke man begging for money and food to survive, you're pleading, throwing away all your dignity— if you even had any left; begging for a tiny speck of his attention. Some answer, some closure for why he's been treating you like this.

"I don't have time for that and you know it, I have a game again next week in france. Let's talk next time when I have the time"

Confusion and anger boiling in you at this point, what do you mean he has no time for a simple conversation? When he has all the time in the world to do stupid shit without you when he's actually free.

"What the fuck? You barely have any fucking time for me."

He stared down at you with a blanm expression, it was irritating how he wasn't even taking you seriously.

He didn't say a word before walking away to the comfort of his room.

A week later he came home.

It was 12:59 am.

A knock on your door disturbed the peace in the living room, you made your way to the main door. Sighing with relief that it was him, that he got home safely from whatever team party he attended.

"'M sorry…"

Your eyes widened, the moment you opened the door he lunged himself at you; his grip as he hugged you not loosening.

"What happened to you, micha?..."

The smell of alcohol getting on you, the red lipstick stains on his blouse and how pathetically dishevelled that man was.

The sight took your ability to speak away for a moment. You've never expected this, he told you earlier that he'd just be drinking with his team but to go as far as this?

"Don't touch me."

Kaiser tightened his grip, the shame on his face says it all. He's never cried this hard before as his tears soaked your shirt, "Liebling.."

"I said go away." Venom dripped from your voice, causing him to flinch in his very drunk state.

A loud thud can be heard throughout the house as he fell on his knees, like the shameless bastard he is, he cried, "I still love you", "I won't do it again I promise", "You're everything, please, schatz"

The next day, he was lying on the couch. His bags being too dark one could mistake him for a panda.

Even though his stomach is growling loudly, vomit bubbling in his throat or face dried with tears he couldn't help but just wail.

Hands trembling as he looked to the alarm clock to his left, 12:59 pm. Kaiser's legs wobbled as he checked every room, looking for a sign you were there but no.

"Liebling! Please, please. Where are you?"

His voice echoed in the walls of his apartment but there was no one who answered back.

Kaiser's lost you and it's all his fault yet he wailed pathetically on the floor, holding on to the railings of his stairs like someone took you away from him.

As time passed by, he's lost count of the days he's skipped training. His hunger being his least concern even though he barely eats nowadays as he spends most of his time staring at the ceiling.

Wishing for a miracle, wishing that god hears his prayer for one last time.

In this time of deep depression his spotify playlist has become his friend, his pillow being the tissue for his tears and the sheets crumpled from his thrashing around the bed.

kaiser: please come abck

kaiser: back***

kaiser: please

kaiser: please

kaiser: i love you

kaiser: liebling

kaiser: liebling lets talk

kaiser: please.

*seen*

It's hopeless.

No matter how many times he blew up your phone with calls and texts you never answered. Though you never even blocked him too.

It was that time again, he called you again. Screen stained with tears as his eyes sparkled with hope when you finally picked up.

"Liebling, im sorry, im sorry."

The call was still on but he could only hear your heavy breathing, his breath hitched as he shakily held his phone to his ear.

"I know my sorrys won't change anything, but I still love you."

"I can't live without you"

"You're my everything."

"Please."

Please.

Still not a single word from you, he plopped down on his bed as he stared into nothing again in his empty room.

"Michael, stop."

He clutched his phone to his chest as he sobbed quietly, making sure you didn't hear him.

"Yeah, sorry."

"Stop apologising, Michael," you let out a sigh, "let's break up"

"Yeah, sure. Good night"

The call ended right then and there.

Kaiser kept replaying your voicemails over and over again. His nerves calmed down for a bit until the reality set in, he'd never hear your voice again.

There will no longer be any you standing outside the door with your arms wide open to congratulate him on his win or a lover he'd call his. The person he vowed to love and protect forever, gone.

And it's all his fault.

For one last time, he checked his phone as he saw a notification on his lock screen. The bright light almost blinded him.

love: i know you're still awake

love: go to sleep

*sent 12:59 am*

He sighed, putting away his phone and staring at the clock.

"Yeah, maybe it is getting late"

Note: we js had a halloween party 2 days ago, cosplayed as krul, had so much fun. °^°>🍦. I'll stop writing for kaiser i swear im js obsessed w him :((( (this fic not proofread m sorryyy)

#blue lock fanfic #blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #bllk angst #blue lock ansgt #blue lock fluff #kaiser x reader #michael kaiser #michael kaiser x reader #kaiser fluff #kaiser angst

[panic-in-the-multiverse]

Stranger, Danger

Pairings: Rick Grimes x teen!reader (platonic)

Imagine: You have been alone for a while now, until you meet Rick

Warnings: Walkers, mention of suicidal thoughts, mention of corpses, mention of dying parents, mention of death, dehydration, mention of not having eaten anything in a few days, mention of walkers eating people, mention of killing, anyone who has seen twd knows what’s in it so probably knows some stuff that might be in this, idk what else, pls write if you find something

A/N So Rick I love him with all my heart and nothing will change that so if you want to request anything with him or some other TWD character pls do <3

And yes this is kinda shitty and not proofread bc I hate proofreading, gif isn’t mine either found it somewhere on google, anyway I hope you all have a great day :)

Walking. It was all you had done your entire life. Well at least it felt like that. Your feet were sore and your boots and socks felt like they had drowned in water. Your hair stuck to your head by sweat and your backpack was held together with a piece of rope. You didn’t have any water left and no food. There were no berries in the forest you were currently in and you felt like dying of exhaustion on the spot you stood at.

It had been this way for a while. You had once been tempted to end it all. But you didn’t know if you were too much of a coward or if you were driven by your parents. At least you felt like a coward, you didn’t end it all to meet your parents again, like they told you to do if they ever died. But maybe you had twisted their words. Maybe that hadn’t been what they said. No. They hadn’t. It had been such a long time ago that you didn’t remember their voices anymore. Nor did you remember what they said. You had just desperately clung to some sentence you once heard from someone. Until you thought your parents were the ones who said it. But they didn’t. You knew that deep inside. Because they were the only ones you could ever trust with your life. Not even the group the three of you had once been in.

The first group had been horrible and it didn’t take long for your little family to leave. The next group died except for your family. The only thing you remembered from that time was that you felt like you had cheated death. You had in some kind of way, your parents too. But death always collects what’s theirs. Don’t they?

At least death had collected your parents. Why it spared you, you’d never know but that’s how it is. And will continue to be. You always got spared. All the groups you've ever been in, you’d been the only survivor. The time a herd came upon you when you accidentally wandered out alone in the woods. The time your parents died. The walkers had ripped the meat that were once your parents' dead corpses away. Just before that a group of men had killed your parents, shot them in the stomach until they bled out to death. They hadn’t even cared to stick something in their heads so that they wouldn’t turn. No, the group of men had left that for you to do. You eventually did, not wanting them to turn. But you had still stayed with the dead corpses not willing yourself to leave as warm tears ran down your cheeks. Silent sobs racking through your body. The herd had come a while later. But somehow you got away. You cheated death once more.

Until now. You genuinely thought you’d die. The man in front of you still held the gun pointed straight at your face. You were frozen. It was never good to run when someone held a gun pointed your way. “Maybe this was it” you thought “maybe you’d finally meet your parents again”. But you had no such luck. You’d cheated death once more.

It was strange. Just moments before he talked to you in a low, calm and dangerous voice, telling you to slowly turn around. But when you did so, he’d lowered his gun. Was he really the only person you’d ever met that wasn’t able to kill a child. Well no that’d be a lie, you had met a man before, named Negan, who helped you once, he helped you cheat death. Exactly like this man in front of you did.

Rick, who had just gone out on a run for supplies, had trekked into the forest with Daryl not far behind. They were supposed to see if they could find any new places to scavenge, to see if they could find anything that was edible. Instead Rick found himself tracking a human. They hadn’t had anyone coming near Alexandria for a while now and after the Wolves they needed to be careful. However Rick still found himself lowering his gun after you’d turned around. You didn’t even look scared. You just looked tired. Like nothing didn’t really mattered anymore. Like giving up. He got reminded of his son, Carl. Rick couldn’t shoot you, not when you reminded him of Carl. You were just a teenager alone in the world, with probably nothing left. He couldn’t just leave you here not like this, so he offered you some food, even though they were short of it.

You looked at him like he was crazy. You sure as hell weren’t going to take food offered to you by someone who just moments before pointed a gun your way. Hadn’t he ever heard of “stranger danger”. It was something every kid learned, to not trust strangers. That was more than accurate in the world you all now lived in. So instead of taking the food your eyes were glued on him. You didn’t move an inch, afraid he was going to shoot you. He didn’t. He never would.

Rick liked to think that he was a great judge of character. So for starters he knew you were smart. Not taking food from a stranger was smart, you could never know if someone had poisoned it or what they’d done to it. The second thing he noticed was how even if you were tired you still watched your surroundings with great care. Every snap from a stick breaking away from a tree because of the wind, or the growls that came nearer. You were hyper aware of your surroundings. You’d even known he came before he even did, as you were hiding from him. However Rick had been as good of a tracker as you and found you either way. He watched how the grip of your knife tightened as the walkers came closer, now visible to both you and him. Your stares on each other faltered as the walkers came even closer.

You both stared for a moment before coming to a silent agreement. Take out the walkers and continue after. None of you wanted to die that day, so taking away the most danger at the moment was the best option.

The two of you ran over to the six walkers and took them out one by one. Except for the last one, which somehow got advantage of Rick as he fell down, the Walker landing on top of him. You hesitated for a moment before you’d went over with your knife, plunging it straight into the head of the Walker, making its movement stop. Saving Rick.

After that Rick offered you food once more and this time you accepted it, after all the two of you had just killed a group of walkers together, there was nothing wrong with taking the food he offered now. Because it did take a great deal of trust to kill something, trust was needed to succeed, to trust the other to help when needed. Trust the other to take out the once you can’t, trust them to not leave you to do all the work.

As you sat and ate a sandwich (Rick doing the same), you couldn’t help but to savor the taste. It had been far too long since you ate something, especially a sandwich, you’d mostly eaten berries, blueberries for the most part. To eat a sandwich right now was like you came to heaven on a whole new level.

Rick noticed that you ate like you’d been starved for days, which he guessed you probably were. So he decided to start with his three famous questions.

“How many walkers have you killed” he needed to know that you could kill walkers, however he guessed what the answer would be. Being a teenager out in the woods, and alone for that matter, you couldn’t have avoided walkers all this time, no one could.

“S’rry what” you hadn’t completely heard what he said being to engrossed in eating your sandwich. “How many walkers have you killed” Rick repeated the question once more as he stared at you.

Still a bit weary of him you shrugged at first. You might have given him a bit of trust, but you could never be too careful, he was a stranger after all. “I don’t know, how should I know, didn’t know I was s’posed to count, it’s not like it matters really, but if you want to know, I guess a lot would work as an answer, must be more than hundred at least, I mean I’ve been alone for a hike now” you hadn’t meant to day the last part, but it came out anyway and you could do nothing but to regret your words. You knew full well you should have kept quiet.

Rick nodded once at your answer before he continued with his questions. “How many people have you killed” he saw you tense at the question. By that he knew your answer. You’d killed a lot.

“A lot, but they deserved it”

“Why?”

You still didn’t look his way. “The first ones killed my parents, the others either tried to kill me, or do other things to me, saved a couple of humans too from other humans” Rick gave you a look at the last part. “Don’t worry I knew which ones were good people”

“How would you like it if you came back with me, to my place, we have walls, food” food might have been a lie at the moment but he needed you to come with him, he couldn’t leave you here. “Water, nice people, you would be able to leave whenever you want to, we even have other people your age, we can offer you safety and a place to call home” you were quiet for too long in Rick’s eyes so he continued. “What do you say?”

“Do you have comic books?” Rick chuckled at this and nodded. “Fine, but if I don’t get a single Marvel comic when I get there I’m leaving” you stretched out your hand towards him wanting to make a deal of it. The man in front of you took it and while the two of you shook hands you couldn’t help but to ask him a question.

“Haven’t you ever heard of stranger danger” Rick chuckled at your words, of course he’d heard of it. But to have it said to him right now, after the two of you just fought off walkers, after you saved his life. After he asked you to join them and after you had a meal together. Even after you agreed to go with him. It was funny to him, and Rick sure as hell could use a bit of fun about now. Definitely after the last several shity days.

#x reader #x teen #x teen!reader #x you #twd x reader #twd x teen!reader #the walking dead x reader #the walking dead x teen #rick grimes x teen!reader #rick grimes x teen #rick grimes x reader #twd fic #Rick grimes fic #the walking dead fic

[sunrise-imagines]

hi hello!!! can i request any general relationship hcs (or really anything) for scarab? ^_^ thank you if you choose to do this and no worries if not!

I’d love to! Also I went with he/they pronouns for Scarab, idk why it just fit to me. Enjoy!

The Scarab x Reader Relationship Headcanons

• Hard on the outside, harder on the inside

• It takes a lot to break through their walls, as before you they’ve never been in a relationship, way too caught up with their job to think about romance.

• Once you do however, they are a very passionate if a little confused lover

• He has really bad anxiety so whenever you go on a date, he will spend hours before hand deciding what to wear and practicing pick up lines in the mirror.

• He can’t exactly kiss you in his true form, as his sharp teeth and mandibles will definitely get in the way, so he turns human to be able to kiss you and go out in public if your universe doesn’t have magic.

• You’re the only one that he doesn’t mind calling him “Scrabby”, he thinks it sounds much cuter when you say it

• They are a lot less (s)crabby at work now that they’re in a relationship, which is a relief to Orbo, Prismo all the other cosmic deities, who are genuinely glad that Scarab is so happy now.

• He doesn’t really live anywhere, as he usually just went from job to job without any breaks, so if you ask him to move in with you he will be very grateful to have a place to rest.

• Rarely sleeps, but when he does he buries himself in a blanket cocoon and makes a soft clicking sound like a cicada

• Loves shopping with you, although he doesn’t get paid for his work as he was just kinda…created to do it? If that makes sense? His favorite are clothes stores, he thinks human fashion is fascinating.

• They also don’t need to eat, so needless to say they are very bad at cooking. They will happily try any of your cooking though, turns out they have a huge sweet tooth so they also love baked goods.

• Hates visiting Fionna and Cake’s universe, he’s still salty about everything that happened but if you insist he will begrudgingly take you there. (You even manage to make him apologize to everyone for almost destroying their universe)

• Oh my god please introduce them to Dungeons and Dragons, they love to make OCs and will spend hours talking to you about each one’s tragic backstory and all their cool powers and weapons.

• Would never ever cheat on you, they are extremely loyal and you are the only one who has ever dedicated so much time to them, they could never betray your trust like that.

#adventure time x reader #adventure time imagines #fionna and cake x reader #fionna and cake fanfic #fionna and cake imagine #adventure time fanfic #adventure time #sfw #sfw headcanons #scarab x reader #the scarab x reader #scrabby x reader #the scarab

[the-s1lly-corner]

Hii! Idk if you've ever done something similar, but what do you think about TADC x Skater! Reader? Like, Reader always have their skates on, like it's a part of their digital costume or smth. And i really mean ALWAYS. Someone spilled water on the floor? Reader slips down. They go on an adventure and a part of the floor is inclined? (Like a hill for example) There goes reader down the hill. I think it would be pretty funny lol

Btw, i really love your page, keep it up and don't overwork yourself

TADC cast x rollerskater!reader

Anon I am so so so sorry !! I dont know if I personally got jumbled up or my inbox has been wonky silly goofy or I just got thrown off because of so many people sending stuff in, but I also missed this as well as some other requests 😭😭

This one may be a little short since I've never skated <\3

Written this as more platonic leaning !

CAINE:

Probably poofs himself his own rollerskates, literally the only time you see him on the ground and it's so weird to look at. You guys both slip and fall because bubble wiped themselves across the floor or something

Obviously leads to bubble getting popped

Honestly seeing caine struggle to keep steady while using the rollerskates is... very funny.. look at his lil legs wobble (tell anyone and he will tilt the ground of the next IHA)

POMNI:

Honestly she would probably slip on the floor too if its wet or has marbles. She looks like she would comically fall over, with her legs flinging straight up into the air before plopping down

Looks at you confused as you visibly try to calculate how fast this one little slope will make you go, she probably forgets you have skater feet in the beginning

Subconsciously tries to grab and stop you when you start rolling, but because shes so small you just drag her with you

Theres that squeaky noise as shes being dragged across the floor

Yk the sound

JAX:

Throws marbles on the floor as well as other things that can make you stumble or slip... probably soaps up the floor.. thank god hes just a circus rmemeber and not like, a ringmaster... this dude would tolt the floor in so many different angles just to fuck with you... thankfully, he cant do that!

Though in another timeline... perhaps you werent so lucky...

Not much to be said here, with the bit with zooble in the pilot (the arm thing), jax is more than ready to use peoples unique digital qualities to please him or mess with them, and you being his friend only makes you slightly less likely to be messed with

RAGATHA:

Keeps a hand on your shoulder when she notices the floor is tilted, tends to walk with you while holding your shoulder still. She can only imagine what it's like to be s victim of slopes.. it would drive her nuts.. as long as shes around shes going to do her damndest to make sure you dont roll away or slip... unless jax literally throws marbles in front of you two at the very last second because who can predict that..?

In any case where theres an IHA with a DEEP slope I think she just might resort to carrying you so you dont go FLYING down

ZOOBLE:

Okay you guys might not have the same issues but they can relate to you in the jax department, with him using your qualities to his advantage. Its absolute hell.. I think it would be this shared thing that leads to you guys building a relationship in the first place

That one meme where it's two people at the bar and they overhear each other saying "I hate (x)" then they start making out

Thats you guys ranting about the bunny/j

Offered you some parts before realizing that you cant swap out your limbs like they can

"Ah, bummer"

KINGER:

Has probably asked you why you dont just take them off when you vent to him about jax putting marbles on the floor. Kind of sounds like when people say shit such as "oh you're depressed? Just cheer up!" But like, kinger says it in a genuinely.. not malicious or tone deaf way.. like I dontt think he knows, or perhaps he thinks you're like zooble with detachable limbs and you have another pair of feet hanging around somewhere

Gives a soft "oh.. " when you demonstrate that they are attatched to you

Offers to let you strap pillows to yourself to soften any blows when you fall, let's you have his softest and thickest pillows... what do you mean it throws off your balance...?

GANGLE:

You have probably accidentally rammed into her after misjudging how steep a hill on the ground was

Good news! She stopped your momentum!

Bad news, shes all tangled up in your skates (owie!) And her comedy mask is broken (oh no!)

Please be careful getting her out. We don't want her ribbons to tear or get damaged, we cant have our girl start fraying!

#tadc x reader #the amazing digital circus x reader #digital circus x reader #Caine x reader #jax x reader #pomni x reader #ragatha x reader #zooble x reader #kinger x reader #gangle x reader

[factual-fantasy]

10 Asks! Thank you! :}} 🌱

I assume I'm not, it appears to just be a chest cold 😞

<XD I've heard of whiteboard yeah. But I've never used it. I can just imagine people popping in just to scribble all over everyone else's work. I'll think I'll stick to solo drawing for now-

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XDD Sylvester has a tendency to be rather cursed-

@minnesotamedic186

I don't see why not! :}

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Indeed it is! I made a post talking about his backstory but I can't access my archive atm so I'll do a quick recap-

I don't actually know anything about madness combat. Some friends of mine were really into it and made a bunch of OCs and I wanted to be cool like them 🥺 so I made my own madness OCs based on what little knowledge I had.

His name is Casey. And he lived out in the middle of nowhere Nevada with two of his best friends in this giant armored truck that they built.

At some point they were caught in a burning building disaster, some bandits stole the truck and Casey's friends died in the fire. He wandered the wasteland alone for a few years.. before eventually stumbling upon the bandits camp.

He stormed into the camp and killed everyone, unfortunately his truck was nowhere to be found. He did however find this little girl that had been captured and tied to a tree.

Him and "Stefany" then traveled together for a few years before meeting a scientist named Eric. He had gotten separated from his group and was stranded. I had this idea that the people from the wasteland hate scientists. But Eric begged for help. They made a deal that if they brought this guy back to his lab, that he would give them this valuable thing from the lab. He agreed.

Eric didn't intend to keep his side of the deal. But after a few weeks of traveling together and bonding.. when they got to the lab he stole the thing and gave it to Casey. Getting himself booted off the lab team in the process.

So now the three of them travel together. Eventually Casey gets hurt really bad and the group has to camp out for a bit. While Stef was out looking for food, she saw Casey's truck in the distance. She went and hijacked it, kicking out the two bandits that were in it.

She drove it back to the camp but the bandits followed. There was a stand off between the bandits and Casey. When suddenly..

"..Casey? Is that you?"

The two bandits were Casey's friends he thought he'd lost. There's this tearful reunion, a lot of story telling and explanations.. and now they travel together as a family :)

Oh yeah and at some point Stef gets a (probably) rabid raccoon named kitty, even though there aren't animals in madness combat..? Apparently?? Idk I had barely any world knowledge when I made these characters <XDD

But now that I'm thinking about them.. I should draw them again some time.. 🤔 anyways, thank you for the interest and for the ask! It means a lot to me :}}

(video/link in question)

That's how I'd start probably. Then they'd build sandcastles, dig giant holes for no reason and play in the sea! :}

@couchwow

Sorry, I don't take drawing requests. :/ and considering my state, it's especially something I will not do upon request..

And what are you doing askin me to draw? 🤣 I've seen your work, you're quite the artist yourself! Why not draw it yourself? I know it'd come out great! :D (genuinely)

@astaherussy

I don't think much surprises the Mario Bros anymore. 😅 If they saw a crew of talking pirate cookies they'd just think "well this might as well be happening."

As for a bully on the ship, the crew would not tolerate any of that behavior towards Red. They'd shut that down real quick. ❌

@fallingbones

:DDD Thank you so much!! :}}}

@glitchhayden418

Jimmy's doin fine. And I'll draw what ever I WANT when I finally get over this, thank you very much! >:T ☝️☝️thank you tho :}}

#my response #cookie run #cookie run ocs #my ocs #cookie run Kingdom #super mario bros #haunter #sylveon #madness combat

[thatanimewriter]

THIS, IS A WORK OF ART.

➳ request: Hello, can I request some headcanons for Free! boys' reaction when they see their s/o wearing revealing clothes? Soft or suggestive it's up to you. Thank you for doing my request 💘

➳ character/s: nanase haruka, tachibana makoto, ryugazaki rei, hazuki nagisa, matsuoka rin

➳ warnings: swearing, suggestiveness, dumb tiktok references

➳ notes: i decided to tell this through stupid tiktok audios and then jump into what they actually do. this is fluff, crack, and suggestive so beware for chaos. this post will expose my tiktok fyp..

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 / 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭  / 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬 / 𝐰𝐢𝐩 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭  

── 𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐔𝐊𝐀.  

‘what on earth, is going on... in the house of commons?’

he probably came back from, like

a swimming practice

n he’s tired

he doesn’t have the mental capacity to comprehend this

and just... stares

like

you’ve genuinely broken him

but when he does return to earth

he puts his team japan swimming jacket over your shoulders

and continues to stare at you before asking you to just come to bed with him

with a small pout on his lips

and you can’t say no

so this outfit remains for his eyes only

though idk how much sleeping you’ll be getting tbh

── 𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐎𝐓𝐎.  

‘i am calm... i am relaxed... i am a happy tree... YOU ARE MAKING IT VERY HARD TO BE A HAPPY TREE >:((’

he’s trying just to keep it together

and you’re making it difficult

for him not to freak out

and ask you - very panicked - if you plan on going out like that

he’s not gonna stop you if you were

but he’s concerned for creepers on the street

and he doesn’t want you feeling uncomfortable ;v;

he’s very much worried for your safety because he doesn’t trust others

you are indeed making it hard for him to be a happy tree

because you’ll send him into a spiral of anxiety

he can’t deny you look absolutely fucking amazing

so he does give you a lil extra attention

just a lil bit

to convince you to stay with him and the cats in the neighbourhood

── 𝐑𝐘𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐙𝐀𝐊𝐈 𝐑𝐄𝐈.  

‘it can get weirder. i just washed my hands, that’s why they���re wet... no other reason.’

THIS BITCH WAS READING SMUT

he looks between you and the book over and over again with a bright red blush

covers his face with said book

and is conflicted about whether he try to cover his crotch

or not draw attention to it

when you do point it out

S T U T T E R I N G

he cannot explain it to you coherently

if he does

it sounds so sketchy

and entirely unbelievable

because he failed to keep anything undercover

so here you are, wrapped in blankets he draped over you

lookin like a gremlin

── 𝐇𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐊𝐈 𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐒𝐀.  

‘on a scale of one to ten, my friend, you’re fucked :))’

he will 100% join you

playing dress up is his JAM

he comes back wearing a crop top and mini skirt

some thigh high socks (you don’t know where he found those-)

and takes his phone out to take photos with you

then he pushes you away to the bedroom-

to cuddle you to keep you from going out looking too good for the people

get your mind out of the gutter

but if you do want to go out somewhere like that

he’ll come with

just so he can say

‘they’re staring at US, babe’

what an icon

he would never let you do anything on your own

── 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐎𝐊𝐀 𝐑𝐈𝐍.  

‘MOMMY DON’T KNOW DADDY’S GETTING HOT-’

the most sexual one

you’re not walking the next day

the FATTEST smirk you’ve ever seen

and a very husky murmur in your ear

plus some roaming hands

‘where do you think you’re goin?’

HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

you’re done for

sorry not sorry

your neighbours hate you

he will ask you to wear it again

especially after you guys get a thorough session in

because he can see all the hickeys and marks along your skin

and this bitch is PROUD

what an attractive asshole

#free #free iwatobi swim club #nanase haruka #tachibana makoto #ryugazaki rei #hazuki nagisa #matsuoka rin #free x reader #free iwatobi swim club x reader #nanase haruka x reader #tachibana makoto x reader #ryugazaki rei x reader #hazuki nagisa x reader #matsuoka rin x reader #free imagines #free iwatobi swim club imagines #nanase haruka imagines #tachibana makoto imagines #ryugazaki rei imagines #hazuki nagisa imagines #matsuoka rin imagines

[vctrvn-ls]

how would each of the guys react to their gf cheating on them?

whoever requested this is pure evil….I like

3am thoughts

not the best but u know 🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️

Cheating |Beta Squad|

☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆

Kenny

In the moment he finds out he’d go numb. For him his world would absolutely crumble to bits (yes I’m that dramatic). He’d want to confront her immediately, with hope that what he had been told was a lie, but after hearing confirmation he’d just leave. I don’t think he would cry, the next day he’d go to the gym and spend endless hours in there, trying to put his anger into the poor punchbag. After realizing a punchbag wasn’t enough, he’d schedule an extra boxing session where he’d mainly do sparring (since it imitates hitting someone the most and he’d wanna punch whoever). Doesn’t matter how long he was dating her, he still gave all his love and energy, so I think it would take some time for Kenny to fully get over his ex. (cried a little while writing)

AJ

He’d believe it and instantly blame it on himself, but never admit it. He wouldn’t be scared to confront her and when he does he’d do it straight away, no matter where the place was. A big big fight would happen at home though. HUGE fight. AJ knows he’s been treating her right, giving her all the love and respect she deserves, and for her to just swerve at him like that? He wouldn’t take it. This would definitely affect his trust issues by like A LOT and it would definitely affect his future relationships, possibly resulting in some “controlling” behavior just out of pure fear.

Chunkz

Would probably be the chillest to react. Depending on how long he’s been with her he’d probably just get up and leave for good. If it was a 2-5 month relationship he wouldn’t want an explanation, he wouldn’t waste more energy on her, just straight up cut her off. If it was something more serious than that would be a whole different story. He’d want to sit down, talk it out, understand everything from all sides and after voicing how disappointed he was without any aggression what so ever. Chunkz knows his worth and to be honest he’d start seeing signs that something might be up beforehand and I feel liked he might end it before anything happened.

Sharky

Sharky would first deny it completely. He wouldn’t want to believe it, he wouldn’t be able to believe it. That’s until she tells him and despite how sorry she is he’d show no mercy in the upcoming fight. Now I don’t think Sharky would use any “mysogynistic” language (like slut or whore) but he’d definitely find other words that would perfectly portray how mad he is. And we probably wouldn’t expect it from him, but I think he’d get the most aggressive. Why? Because Sharky would be so selfless in a relationship and he’d make the biggest sacrifices for her and as soon as he finds out that none of that was appreciated he’d be fuming. At some point he’d hate himself, thinking “how didn’t I see it coming?”, “maybe she had a reason too?” and I think he would generally overthink everything (poor baby) and also I think, if it was a long and serious relationship, he would cry. Not like straight up bawling but just imagine him driving late at night, Tory Lanez blasting on full volume in his car with his windows open while the wind brushed the built up tears out of his eyes. And poor Sharky would get frustrated and angry, he’d aggressively wipe the corners of his eyes before continuing to focus on the road, trying his best to stay under the speed limit.

Niko

I’m terrified to actually imagine this. Like I’m gonna probably end up crying by the time I finish this. Idk how accurate this gon be but when Niko hears the “rumors” he’d 100% refuse to believe them. Like he’d be so so sure that she’d never do that cause he knows how well he treated her and with how much love, care and genuine respect he had for her. But as soon as this baby hears it from her own mouth he’d be devastated, disgusted and so so disappointed. He wouldn’t say anything hurtful, he wouldn’t start a massive fight, he’d just want to know “why?” or how did it even happen, what the hell did he do? Was it on purpose? Was she drunk? He’d want to know everything before actually leaving her. And he would. As much as it would break him, he knows that that’s not something he would be able to forgive (agreed) and I feel like it would affect him in his future relationships. It would make him a little closed off for a while and he would be more cautious than before AND ITS SO SAD BECAUSE NIKOOOO (I would never do that to you bbg)

#beta squad #youtube #niko omilana #aj shabeel #chunkz #king kenny #kingkennytv #sharky #betasquadedit #sharky x reader #sharkyedit #niko x reader

[tastybluesprite]

Macaque sad and angsty and Wukong cheering him up?? Idk I want shadowpeach fluff lol

Cheer Up

Such a cute request!!! I love them so much. Our angsty Monkey shadow Demon deserves happy tickles ❤️

Also I’m not entirely sure how I feel about this ship personally because according to the source material of the mythology (and someone more experienced with this) mentions that they technically do share the same DNA, and so technically making them brothers? That in mind, I tried writing this more… platonic? But it can be seen as a ship if that’s what you want. Idk I just hate incesty ships.

Warnings: Not much besides tickling so if that’s not what your into keep scrolling. Also spoilers for the end of season 3. Otherwise, it’s just a lot of fluff :)

Summery: Macaque is a little grumpy and down from everything that happened with Lady Bone demon. Luckily, Wukong knows exactly what he needs to perk him right up.

——————————————————————————

Macaque sat grumpy as he leaned against a wall of Wukongs home. It was only a two days since the Lady Bone Demon had reigned her terror and he had to admit he was a bit shaken up. But Wukong invited him to hang out now that he’s technically on their side again. Plus they did honestly miss being able to hang out just the two of them.

“Something on your mind?” The lighter haired Monkey deity asked as he sat down next to the darker monkey, somewhat surprising the latter out of his gloom.

“Nah… not much.” He mumbled.

“Aw Cmon don’t be like that!” The trickster grinned as he lightly poked his side, making the other flinch.

Wukong raised an eyebrow, “What was that Mac?”

Macaque blushed and turned away slightly, thought a small smile making its way on his face. “Nothing.”

This prompted the Monkey King to poke him again, but in the belly, causing an abnormally loud and uncharacteristic squeak.

“Oh you’re kidding me… is the great shadow demon… ticklish?”

“N-no I’m not! Leave me alone!” Macaque protested.

“No way! I wasn’t sure how to cheer you up, what with you looking so glum and all… but now I know a perfect way!”

Macaque made to get up and run for it but Wukong was faster and soon had him tackled to the ground.

“Oh no you are not getting away. That would dirty my title as one of the greatest tricksters ever to exist.” Wukong told him with a smirk as he had Macaques arms pinned above his head.

“Wukong let me go!” Macaque exclaimed with annoyance, trying (not very hard) to squirm away.

“Ahabsolutely not!” the Monkey King chuckled, “not until your happy again.”

And with that, he held both hands in one of his, and using his now free one to kneed into his side.

Macaque tensed up, trying to hold back any laughter bubbling up. He wouldn’t give Wukong the satisfaction.

“Aw what’s this? Are you hiding that laugh from me? Guess I’ll have to fix that.” And the Monkey king began gently digging into his belly.

Macaque couldn’t take it and he broke.

“Ahaha d-dohohont!!!”

“Aw.. there it is!!!” Wukong grinned. “You have such a pretty smile and laugh Mac! Why do you hide that so much?”

He fluttered his fingers around the darker furred monkeys neck, which caused a waterfall of giggles as Macaque scrunched his shoulders up as much as he could.

“Stahahahap- *snrk* dohohohont!!!”

Wukong stopped his hands suddenly. He bursted into laughter. “Ohoho myhyhy gohohds, dihihid yohoh juhust snohohort?”

“Noho I dihdnt…” Macaque told him, looking away in attempt to hide his blush and trying to push him off. “Gehet off me!”

“Uhhh… no way! I want to hear that again!“

And Wukong went back to his neck, causing his giggles to resume.

“Yohohoure suhuhuch ahahan *snrk* ahahahasshohole *snrk*!!!”

“This is literally adorable.” Wukong teased, though being genuine.

“Now.” He said suddenly. “Because this is to cheer you up and all, and that you seem to be growing more tired now, I have to deliver the final blow to enforce that positivity and happiness.”

“Ahand how wihill yohou mahanage that?” Macaque asked, trying to regain some dignity back by being snarky.

Wukong just smiled, releasing the shadow demons hands, he rested his own hands on Macaques ribs.

“W-wahahait Wuhuhukong nohoho!!!” Macaque was a mess of anticipatory giggles as he clamped his arms tightly to his side. Wukong just laughed. “I hahaven’t even dohone anythihing!”

“Wuhukong plehehease!”

“Oh shush you. I know you like it based on your tail wagging. If you want me to stop just say peaches ‘kay?”

And at that, Wukong began digging into the hyper sensitive ribs.

“AHAHAHAHA WAHAHAHAITTT NOHOHOHO!!! *snrk* WUHUHKOHOHONG!!!”

Macaque basically exploded with all the laughter that was pushing its way out of him.

He had to admit though, it felt really nice to be able to laugh this hard. It felt as if all his stress and frustration and other negative feelings he had were simply being washed away with his laughter.

“STOHOHOHOPPP STOHOP!!!”

“Ya gotta say peaches Mac…” Wukong told him teasingly.

But alas he did not say peaches.

Hold on…

No way.

“Woah… no way… you like this don’t you…?”

“NAHAHAHAHA PLEHEHEHAHASE!!!”

“Awww. You just get even more adorable every moment.”

“PEHEHEACHEHES PEHEHEAHACHEHEHES!!!” Macaque screeched through his laughter.

Following through with the rules, Wukong stopped immediately, getting off him.

Macaque curled in on himself, still giggling uncontrollably.

“Yohou okay there Mac?” Wukong asked, poking his side lightly.

Macaque flinched away from the poke but nodded.

Soon he regained his composure and got up.

“Sooo… how do you feel now?” Wukong asked the shadow demon.

Macaque didn’t meet his eyes, due to embarrassment, but he slowly nodded. “Um… aha lihittle behetter…”

Wukong grinned endearingly at him and pulled him into a hug.

Macaque wouldn’t really admit it, but he did truly appreciate Wukong and his antics.

#sprite🥤 #fanfiction #tickle fic #tickling #lego monkey kid macaque #lego monkey kid sun wukong #lego monkey kid tickles #lego monkey kid tickling #ticklish!macaque #lee!macaque #ler!sun wukong #lmk macaque #lmk sun wukong #macaque my beloved #sun wukong monkie kid #macaque monkie kid #sfw tickle blog #sfw tickling #sfw tickling community #sfw tickle fic #sprite asks #sprite ask box

[forever-rogue]

Hi! Idk if you're taking requests now but I'll give it a shot. So... I'm having a bad week, hating my body a little bit more, and if you could make a fluff comfort with Steven Grant would make my day.

If you're not taking requests, just know that I really appreciate your writing and I'll be waiting for the next work. Beijos do Brasil.

AN | Steven is just the ultimate comfort, no? I hope you all enjoy! 🥰

Pairing | Steven Grant x Fem!Reader

Warnings | None

Word Count | 1k

Masterlist | Main, Moon Knight

── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ──

“Hey love,” the sound of his warm, sweet voice made your heart constrict as you gave your reflection a last little once over. Turning away from the mirror, you found Steven leaning against the doorframe, watching you with a sweet smile on his face, “you’re not dressed?”

“Steven,” you tried to muster up the best smile you could, but judging from the look on his face, you were not convincing, “I was going to call earlier but totally forgot. I’m not…I don’t feel well. I don’t think it’s a good idea for me to go out tonight. I’m so sorry.”

“Are you getting sick?” a genuine look of concern crossed his features as you shook your head, “oh. Migraine or just…something?”

“Just not feeling well,” you worried your bottom lip as you concentrated your gaze on the floor, “maybe we can go out next weekend or something.”

“If you want to stay here, that’s totally fine,” he moved to stand in front of you, tentatively reaching up and putting his hand on your cheek. Part of you wanted to swat his hand away, but you knew he meant well. He was nothing but kind and he would have done anything to make sure you were okay, “we can order a takeaway and watch a movie or something?”

“It’s alright,” you put your hand on top of his and gently removed it from your face, “you can go home Steven, or go out with someone else.”

“I’m not going to go anywhere,” he promised, putting his hand under chin to tilt your face up to his. Dark brown eyes met yours as he tried to figure out what was going on, “why on earth would I ever go out with someone else?”

“You could find someone so much…better than me,” you huffed lightly, “someone that’s not like this.”

“Like what?” he asked, and he could easily see that you were torn about something. You tried to blink away the tears that were burning at the back of your eyes, willing them not to pearl up, “talk to me, sweetheart, so I try to help you.”

“You can’t…there’s nothing you can do to help,” you sighed heavily before pulling back from him and turning away. You wiped at your eyes with the sleeve of your sweater and let out a heavy sigh, “don’t laugh, but I just…I don’t like myself very much right now. I don’t want to drag you down with my negativity.”

“Is that what’s been going on, darling?” he behind you, gently and tentatively wrapping his arms around your midsection before hugging you to him. When you didn’t push him away, he took that as a good sign; a sign of both trust and love. You let your frame lean into his, and Steven rested his head on your shoulder, pressing a few gentle kisses to your shoulder. Something about his gentle touch and the warmth that radiated from him made it feel like a weight had been lifted off your shoulders, “why didn’t you say anything?”

“I didn’t want to bother you,” you glanced up and let your eyes meet his in the mirror, “besides, it’s my burden to bear, not yours.”

“If I could, I would take away all of your burdens and carry them,” he whispered, “that’s what you do when you love someone. You can come to meet about anything. You know that."

"I do," you sniffled quietly, "you've always been so good to me. You don't deserve someone like me-"

"You're right," he quickly interrupted, "you're much too good for me."

 "Steven!" there it was. A small bit of a smile tugging up the corners of your mouth, "that's not what meant! Silly man!"

"I know," he grinned as he held you tighter, "but if you think I'm about to let you talk yourself down, then you're very wrong. I love you, just as you are."

"I don't know how or why," you turned around so you were facing him, letting out a long breath, "I'm nothing special."

"That's where you're wrong, darling," he said gently as you looked at him with expectant eyes, “ just because you’re having a hard time seeing how wonderful and amazing you are, doesn’t mean others do. You are…more than special to me. Think about all the wonderful things you’ve done for me. I don’t know what I would do without you.”

“I do it because I love you,” you kissed his cheek gently, “I would do anything for you.”

“Exactly,” he tenderly stroked your cheek, “and what makes you think I would do anything less for you?”

“I don’t know,” you waved your hands in exasperation, “sometimes I wonder why you’d like someone like me. I’m just…me. I don’t look like everyone else, I feel so boring compared to others, and my mind doesn’t work like…I want it to.”

“And mine does?” he laughed lightly as you realized what’d you said. You offered him a sheepish grin, “I know what you meant sweetheart. One of the many things that I love about you is that you’re so different from anyone else. To me, you are the most beautiful, wonderful person I have ever met. Maybe you don’t see it, but I’m willing to try and show that to you every single day if I need to.”

“Have I ever told you that you’re the best person ever?” without hesitation, you wrapped your arms around him and squeezed him tightly, burrowing your face into his chest, “I love you, Steven. I really do.”

“I know,” he gently rubbed your back in soothing circles, “you show me that in everything you do. I love you too."

“I try,” you pulled back and cupped his face in your hands, ghosting your fingertips over his features, “you are my favorite person, Steven Grant.”

“And you are mine,” he turned his face to kiss your palm, “what do you say we get comfortable on the couch and order in? We can do whatever you want.”

“I think that sounds wonderful,” you agreed, the weight that had been on your shoulders slowly felt like it was lifting, “just like any time spent with you. Thank you…for everything.”

“There’s nothing to thank me for,” he insisted, “now come on, beautiful girl, let’s get our date night started.”

“Sounds perfect.”

#steven grant #steven grant x reader #steven grant x you #steven grant x fem!reader #oscar isaac #oscar isaac x you #oscar isaac x reader #moon knight #marc spector

[tideswept]

I was tagged by @yourfavoritefridge and am taking a page from @sendpseuds ('s) book and answering this while deeply compromised. Sober, I am not.

You have been warned!

1.) How many works do you have on ao3?

62!

2.) What's your ao3 word count?

800,347! (Ooh, big round number!)

3.) What fandoms do you write for?

Currently: Kingsman & Star Wars. (I really never thought I'd be in either of them but I'm glad I am.)

4.) What are your top five fics by kudos?

gold and pink and glittering: 498, Hartwin, E. I'm still surprised to this day how much people liked it. First smut in several years.

the lean and hungry type: 453, Obikin, E. First time getting to do alpha/beta, and written from around 11pm to 4 am and then another hour proofreading. I was mildly delirious, ngl.

offer a little salt for that wound: 463, Hartwin, E. OOH man I had this one in my head and wouldn't leave me tf alone. My plot bunnies aren't USUALLY visual, but this one was!

cold water on your tongue: 429, Obikin, E. Still surprised this one took off tbh! I had a lot of moments where the fic felt awkward to me and not worth salvaging. But I think it makes people happy, and god, I can't really ask for more than that!

somebody to lie in the dark with: 302, Obikin, E. That's the second time today I've typed something instead of someone in that title. HMM. (Sith-Wan, my darling!)

5.) Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I do when I can! Have a pretty decent streak going, I think? I think I owe a really lovely commenter from like 5 days ago and nnnghh the guilt is heavy.

6.) What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Potentially empty spaces, empty phrases (Obikin) depending on how you decide the ending goes! But objectively: let me stay (TimJon).

7.) What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

oh fuck, who are you, the cops? (me, looking at my fics in despair)

I think the honor goes to cold water on your tongue. Everything else tends to end in a bittersweet or incomplete ("to be continued") kind of way.

8.) Do you get hate on fics?

Not outside of TMA. It's been absolutely lovely being in Kingsman / Obikin fandoms. I genuinely showed up here low-key scared for my life, and I've been shown nothing but kindness and support.

9.) Do you write smut? If so what kind?

Yes, and welcome to the first of the "UH IDK? [awkward shrug/hand wave]" questions because... I have no idea how to answer that. Like, what are the quantifiers here? Level of depth (NO PUN INTENDED) in how explicit it is, or what bits are rubbing against what bits, or like, if I specialize in any particular kind of smut (if there aren't pins for "I WRITE BDSM SMUT", I demand we print them) or— tldr: IDK. Vibe. The vibe kind. oh my god not vibrator vibe brain why are you doing this

10.) Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

Nope. I've thought about fusions, though! Like, I feel a fic where Obi-Wan is a Kingsman and picks Anakin as his candidate--maybe it was Qui-Gon's dying request still, and when Obi-Wan became a knight and a seat next opened up, he reluctantly said, FINE.

(Now I'm wondering what knight Obi-Wan would be. Gawain? The original version of him, not the vulgarized mythos of later romances. Which leaves Anakin to be Agravaian, which is pretty perfect tbh. I mean he could also be Mordred since they're all brothers)

11.) Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Yup! Multiple times. It never stops feeling Not Okay.

12.) Have you ever had a fic translated?

Not that I know of?

13.) Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

Nope.

14.) What's your all time favorite ship?

oh fuck you are the cops.

Uh. tbh this is a really hard question until I asked myself: a 100k fic written by an amazing author: what pairing would you be more excited about? And my heart... my heart said Hartwin.

15.) What's a WIP you'd like to finish, but doubt you ever will?

Ahh, sadly the post-Vday canon divergence Hartwin fic. I'm told it stands on its own as is, though. So maybe that counts for something?

16.) What are your writing strengths?

I have no idea. You saw what happened during the smut question, I fell apart like a jenga tower! And that was a simple question!

Honestly though, I don't know. That I manage to carry enough vibes to be entertaining? That's pretty good.

17.) What are your writing weaknesses?

I will not clutch the camera and shove my face into it and whisper everything in a voice ragged with despair I will not clutch th—

18.) Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

Google Translate, my dearest friend. (Unless it's Spanish, I can handle that on my own.)

Granted, if I have a friend who speaks the language, you can bet I'm knocking down their door like a SWAT squad.

19.) First fandom you wrote for?

UH SO FUNNY STORY. I watched IT (the TV series) when I was like, 7. Was very confused for many reasons (partly because I missed the first hour) but also i was a Weird Child, and also Not American.

But! I didn't know it was based off a book written by a dude, so one day I just... started writing the story down in a notebook when I was 8. Because I figured I liked the movie (I assumed it was a movie at the time) so much, why NOT turn it into something to read?

20.) Favorite fic you've ever written?

Beholding's Own. Lightning-in-a-bottle kind of situation, 10+ year break from writing, and also re-entering fandom after said 10+ year long break. It's really hard to live up to that kind of fondness.

From new fics? the devil is a gentleman. I can't help it, this Obi-Wan and Anakin are hilarious. They are so dumb and yet so smart.

I'm supposed to tag people now for this, so imagine me throwing Your Candy of Choice at @irrationalsense, @veloursdor, @kingdomvel and @howlbrooklyn like a fastball. (And anyone else who'd like to do it!)

#ask game #thanks for the ask!

[ssadumba55]

Pietro Maximoff and Spy! Reader Headcanons

Request: Hi, I've never requested something before so- I might be doing this wrong (super sorry if I am) if you could, could you do Pietro dating spy reader headcanons, maybe reader works with shield and goes on missions, idk it is 100% up to you :)

The two of you meet through the Avengers (duh!). You're not really affiliated with the Avengers but you are a close personal friend to both Natasha Romanoff and Clint Barton (having met both during their time working for SHIELD), so you're often around just for the two of them

You hate the Maximoff twins when they first arrive at the Tower Tony has set up as home base for the time being. They reek of trouble and not only that, but they actively took place in trying to harm the team (who you've grown to care about). Just because they've had a change in heart, doesn't mean you have.

You avoid them at all costs. But even though it's a big tower, it's not that easy to avoid them especially since they both live there, having nowhere else to go.

Wanda is almost always with Vision, she doesn't actively seek out interaction with you or anyone else unless they seek it out with her first.

But Pietro is a whole different story. He likes to talk and he likes to be talked to. He doesn't understand that you're slightly uncomfortable by his presence and he talks to you as if he's known you all his life. At first, it's a little weird, but slowly over time, you become accustomed to it.

It takes a long time before you warm up enough to him to call him a friend and even longer still until the two of you are able to call each other partners, but he does a good job at breaking down your walls.

Once the two of you start dating, you spend a lot more time around the tower

You're both super mopey when the other is out on missions, even though you trust that the other will be careful, you still miss each other a lot

He is a bit of a freak when it comes to you getting hurt. Seriously, if you ever return from a mission injured, he is panicked beyond imagining. Bruce will tell him it's fine, you're fine, that it's nothing serious and he'll still panic and freak out. Paces the floor a lot.

He just doesn't like the idea of losing anyone else, not after losing his parents. You, Wanda and the Avengers are all he has now and the thought of losing his new family kills him.

Late night movie nights just the two of you, popcorn, cuddling on the couch.

He's like the best boyfriend. Whenever you need anything, he's gone in a flash and back with whatever it is you needed. He shouldn't really be using his powers for random household things like that, but he can't help himself. He wants to make you happy and he'd do anything to see you smile.

You guys are big on PDA, especially him. Hand holding, cuddling, the other Avengers pretend they don't notice.

Comforting him when he has nightmares about the night his parents died. You sometimes wonder if Wanda has nightmares just as bad as his, how lucky they are that they are now surrounded by people who love them and can help them through that

I don't know why but I feel like he would love giving you piggy back rides. Just a random silly thing the two of you do.

It's really funny to him that you're a spy, because you're such a sweet genuine person when it's just the two of you. He can't picture you shooting people or being ruthless at all.... that is until the two of you have missions together. Then he understands all too well.

Despite being affectionate in front of the Avengers, your relationship is actually top secret. Both of you have far too many enemies.

#marvel imagine #marvel x reader #marvel headcanons #pietro maximoff x reader #spy! reader #gender neutral imagine #gender neutral reader