#i realized how similar their sounds were and i immediately went OH BOY

[halsteadlover]

𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐬

*Gif not mine credits to the owner*

• Paired: Spencer Reid x Female!Reader.

• Requested: no.

• Summary: your baby boy takes his first steps leaving Spencer a mumbling mess.

• Warnings: none, just fluff.

• Word count: 1591.

• A/N: just a quick Spencer fic since I realized I’m only writing for Jay once again (what can I say he’ll always be my first love). I hope you’ll like it, y’all know I’m a sucker for dad’s fics 😭. Please comment, reblog and like if you want. Thank you so much for all your support I love you all so much, my inbox and dms are always open if you want to talk ❤️

“Spencer! Baby! Oh my God come here now!“.

Your voice made Spencer jump on his chair. He was writing a work report he didn’t manage to finish that day and for which Hotch would’ve his head if he didn’t turn it back by the next day.

Spencer's heart lost a beat and fear swept over him as his mind began to project every worst-case scenario possible.

He got up from his study desk, dropping his pen carelessly to the floor, and literally ran to the living room where he knew you and your baby were.

“Baby! What happened?! Are you all right? Is Noah okay?” He asked with concern and you instantly felt guilty for worrying him like that.

You were sitting on the floor, legs crossed while Noah was standing next to you and you were holding him by his little hands. He was babbling something nonsensical and began to fidget when he turned and saw his father, a huge smile on his face.

“Sorry love, everything’s okay. I didn't mean to scare you,” you giggled as you saw Spencer visibly relax and heave a sigh of relief.

“You gave me a fucking heart attack I thought something had happened,” he breathed out with a hand on his chest as he could feel his heart still pounding.

How long had he become so jumpy? He didn't know, he just knew that since he had become a father every little change and every little thing made him jump on the spot, making him tremendously worried about his child. God, that little being was making him lose years of life with each passing day.

“Don't ever do that again please,” Spencer admonished you as he approached you sternly but his expression immediately softened as his eyes rested on Noah who kept fidgeting wanting nothing more than to go to his father. “What have you been up to little one? You like to scare your dada huh? You are so lucky you and your mom are adorable, I hope both of you know that”.

You let go of his little hands but still being close to him as you proudly watched Noah hold himself up. His little legs trembled slightly as he continued to babble something.

“Oh god...” Spencer murmured almost imperceptibly in shock. Was it really going to happen? In that instant he realized why you had called him and he almost had a heart attack again.

“Yes baby! Come to dada, come here, I know you can do it,” he continued to encourage him, approaching him and kneeling down so he could immediately catch him if he fell. He stretched his arms toward his baby, a huge smile on his lips as he invited Noah to take his first steps.

You went to get your phone at the speed of light, wanting to capture that precious moment in a video so you could keep it with you forever.

Noah brought one leg forward and the other with instability, taking his first step and making his parents jump for joy.

The living room filled with the sounds of little squeals of excitement and clapping hands as you both continued to encourage your son to continue taking baby steps.

Spencer never felt such joy before, maybe he had a similar feeling the day he married you but seeing his baby walk, taking his first steps towards him, damn it, that feeling was something indescribable, something he’d never forget.

“Yeah buddy! You're so good, you're doing great my love. Come to your dada! I’m right here… “ Spencer continued to say while taking small steps backwards while Noah instead took the same number towards him.

His eyes didn't leave his child even for a second, almost forgetting you were there next to them while filming the whole scene with your cell phone. He analyzed every movement that little ray of sunshine was making, the way he was so focused, the way his walk was unsteady and rickety, the way he looked at him with a smile on his little face as he let slip some little frustrated screams when he never seemed to be able to reach his father. He wanted to imprint all these little details in his memory and never before did he thank whoever was up there for his eidetic memory.

Noah eventually stopped in his tracks and Spencer caught him before he even hit the floor, standing up and holding him close.

“Yes! You did it buddy!” Spencer exclaimed in joy as he lifted little Noah into the air who continued to giggle and drool while he waved his little arms. He showered kisses on his plump little cheeks, not being able to contain his joy. “I'm so proud of you little one, I love you so much.”

You were a complete mess as you looked at Spencer and the way he held his baby with so much love and pride, you could see it in his face, the way he looked at him. That man loved his son more than any other person in the world and then more than ever you couldn't help but think you couldn't have chosen a better father for your child.

Spencer gently caressed Noah's head, cradling him in his arms as his emotions overwhelmed him.

He had never been good at controlling them and keeping them at bay was harder than ever. He couldn't believe how quickly time was passing, how was it possible his son was already walking?

It seemed like yesterday that he held him as soon as he was born.

“Spence…” you called him when you saw the way Spencer had sheltered his face on Noah's small shoulders, as if to hide himself. You placed a hand on your husband's shoulder, immediately noticing he was crying.

“Take him,” he whispered and you picked Noah up as Spencer went to sit on the couch, hands on his face and elbows resting on his knees as he sobbed uncontrollably.

“Oh baby you'll make me cry too.”

As if you weren’t already a fountain of tears.

You hugged your baby too, crying with joy all the tears you had in your body while he unaware played with your hair.

“I love you so much my little angel,” you whispered, giving him a kiss on the cheek, thanking God for giving you such a beautiful gift.

You turned your head towards Spencer, noticing how he was sobbing and when he raised his head and you looked at each other, you both burst into a loud laughter, aware of how disastrous each other looked.

You sat next to him and he wasted no time in wrapping a hug around your shoulders. He pulled you towards him and left a kiss on your head, while tears continued to run down his cheeks, his eyes on Noah who just didn't seem to stay still.

“I… Damn… I can’t do this…” he cried, bringing his hands to his face after leaning against the back of the sofa and drying his tears.

How could anyone be so fucking happy?

He had never felt anything like this, he didn't know how to react and he hated not knowing how he felt.

He was afraid. Afraid it’d be too good to be true.

What had he done to deserve all this? What had he done to have the family he had always dreamed of?

Images and memories kept playing in his mind. From the moment you told him you were pregnant, from the joy and fear of having to be a father, from when you found out you were expecting a boy to the moment he felt him kicking for the first time in your womb. He remembered watching your belly grow for nine months until he finally held his son in his arms for the first time and now seeing him take his first steps.

He felt so incredibly grateful, so damn lucky.

You caressed his arm, trying to comfort him even though you were crying even more than him.

He tried to compose himself but all he had to do was pick up his baby again to let down more tears of joy, meanwhile laughing with you. It was so surreal.

He wrapped his other arm around your shoulders and pulled you back to him, letting you rest your head on his chest as you looked at Noah standing on his father's thighs.

“I love you so much baby, thank you for giving me the best gift I could ever ask for,” he whispered after leaving a sweet kiss on your forehead making your heart do a somersault in your chest. Even though years had passed, you never got tired of hearing him say it.

You lifted your head and pressed your lips to his in a chaste kiss as butterflies roamed freely across your stomach. “I love you so much Spence.”

You burst out laughing when Noah grabbed a lock of Spencer's hair and started pulling it, making the grown man let out a whine.

“Jesus christ how can they be so small but so strong?” Spencer complained as he tried to loosen his baby’s grip on his hair. The scene was comical, you didn't know if the way Noah pulled Spencer’s hair made you laugh more or your husband's face still streaked with tears and his eyes still red.

But he didn't care, even though Noah was hurting him quite a bit, he couldn't stop smiling, thinking he wouldn't change this for anything else in the world.

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[nights-legacy]

Body Snatched-Shinsou

Masterlist MHA Masterlist #2

Body Snatched Masterlist Authors Note -- Shinsou was one that was requested multiple times alongside multiple other characters in more than one request, so I'm going to add the links to the original ask (similar to the masterlist) as I get them written and posted.

1577 words

Warnings: unwanted touches and actions, attempted assault, violence

+ Shinsou and you are not together but there has been something developing between you two for a long time. After he comes to you all nervous one afternoon, you think he's going to confess his feelings. How wrong you were. Turns out it wasn't even Shinsou, it's was Mineta in his body and he tries to take advantage of the situation.

During one of the training sessions with 1A, Shinsou got switched with the grape. He wasn't even near him and definitely wasn't trying to help him. Just for some reason, they were switched. They both passed out right after, so no one actually knew it happened. Mineta woke up first and played it off as he was the other. It wasn't until Shinsou woke up that they realized what happened.

Y/N' POV

I groaned, dropping my head onto the book in annoyance. My homework was not making any sense to me. I was in need of a break but needed to get this done. Rampant knocking pulled my attention and I got up to answer it.

"Shin? I thought you had training with 1A?" I was confused why said boy was standing outside my door, still in his gear.

"Oh, we got done early."

"Then why are you still in your gear?" I asked.

"Uh... I just wanted to see you as soon as possible." I narrowed my eyes at him. He was acting strange. Nervous.

"Shinsou..."

"Look, there's something I want to talk to you about. That's why I came here so fast. I wanted to say it before I lose the confidence to say it." He said quickly, giving me a smile. "Come walk with me?"

"Oh..." My heart jumped immediately thinking he returned my feelings. I bit my lip and nodded. "Okay, let me grab my jacket."

"Okay." I quickly ran to grab the garment and followed him out of the General Studies dorms. He led me to walk by the edge of the trees.

"Shinsou, What is it you want to tell me?" I asked. He took a breath. Just as he went to say something, there was a commotion up by the dorms that grabbed our attention. It sounded like multiple people yelling & running.

"Really?" Shinsou groaned, annoyed. He grabbed my hand and pulled me into the trees deeper a little more rough than necessary.  "So we can talk in quiet."

"Okay…" Something was starting to not feel right. Especially when I swore I heard someone yell my name. Once we were a good ways away, he stopped.

"Here we go. Nice and quiet."

"Actually Shin... I'm feeling weird about this. Maybe we should head back."

"Don't you trust me?" He asked.

"I mean, of course, but..." My mind went all fuzzy. When I came back to my senses, I saw him looking at me shocked. It looked like he was shocked at himself. "Did you just...?"

"L/N! I just ... I'm sorry... I..." He stumbled over his words. I could see something else flash through his eyes that made the bad feeling worse.

"I'm just going to go." I took a step back. His eyes widened.

"Wait."

"See ya later, Shin." I turn around, trying to leave quickly.

"No! Wait!" I heard him yell. Suddenly, I felt something wrap around me, yanking me backwards. I slammed against a tree, knocking the air from my lungs. I gasped, looking down to see his capture weapon around me. I felt it tighten more and realized I was now tied to the tree.

"Shinsou! What the hell?!" I yelled once I got my breath back. He appeared in front of me. He looked me up and down with a hungry gaze. "Shinsou!"

"Oh, sorry. Just admiring the view. You're so hot." I was so confused. Why was he doing this? I struggled against the binds. "I don't know why he hasn't confessed to you yet when he could have you like this." I froze.

"He?"

"Oh yeah. I'm not Shinsou. I'm Mineta. The hunk from 1A. We got switched somehow." Horror washed over me and I tried to get free again. He moved in really close, setting his arms on either side of me.

"Get away from me!" I screamed. He set his hand over my mouth.

"Quiet." He snapped. I felt his lips on my neck and his other hand trailed down my side. He trailed down to my knee and yanked it up and over his hip. I tried to yell against his hand.

"Fukpmh..." I fought against his hand. He sighed in annoyance.

"Will you shut up?" He asked, removing his hard. I snapped my mouth shut, not taking the chance of him using Shinsou's quirk. He narrowed his eyes at me. "Bitch."

"Pervert!" I snapped. He slapped his hand over my mouth and his other hand latched onto the button of my shorts. He opened them and shoved his hand in. I closed my eyes, not waiting to see him do this in Shinsou's body.

"Damn." He huffed. I grimaced at the feeling of his hand. He suddenly stopped moving.

"I suggest you stop right now." My eyes snapped open to see Kaminari & Present Mic standing there. Kami had a hand on Mineta's shoulder, and I could see the electricity coming from him.

"H-hey guys." Mineta slowly removed his hands from me. As soon as his hand was off my mouth, I screamed.

"Get him away from me." I kicked at him. They pulled him off me and pinned him to another tree. I saw Midnight was here as well and she moved to untie me. I collapsed to the ground as soon as I was loose.

"Hey, it's alright." She knelt next to me. "Let's get you out of here." I nodded and she helped me up. We walked out of the trees and she guided me back to the dorms. We got inside and Aizawa was in the common room with Mineta's body.

"Are you alright? What happened?" Aizawa came up to us.

"Mineta had them cornered in the trees." Midright said. Aizawa looked at me.

"Did he do anything?"

"He touched me a lot." I crossed my arms across my stomach. "He used Shinsou's quirk on me. He didn't hurt me." He nodded and I glanced at the real Shinsou and the look of pity, guilt, and sadness broke me. The embarrassment of him seeing me in this situation was to much. "I'm going to my room." 

"L/N." I didn't listen to Aizawa and darted up the stairs. I ran to my room, slamming and locking the door. 

I immediately went to my bathroom to take a shower. I turned on the hot water, stripped, and hopped in. I scrubbed my skin until it was bright red. I wanted to erase any evidence of Mineta on my skin. Once I was done, I dressed in comfy clothes and buried myself in my bed.

A little while later, there was a knock on my door. I sat up and looked at the door for a moment. After another knock, I got up slowly and took a few steps when they spoke up. I froze in place when I heard his voice.

"L/N..." Shinsou's voice came through the door. I took a step back.

"G-go away." My voice cracked. I heard him sigh sadly.

"I understand that you don't want to see me. I just wanted to make sure you're okay. I'll leave you alone." There was something in his voice that struck me. I heard him step away and I went to the door. With a big breath, I opened the door to see him almost to the elevator.

"Shinsou!" He stopped and looked at me. I stayed half hid in the doorway. I looked in his eyes to read him. I could only see remorse and pain, nothing like what I saw with Mineta. I bit my lip and waved him back. I walked into my room, sitting on my bed.

"You sur...um..." He avoided finishing the question. "Tell me if it's okay to come in."

"Yes, it is." He nodded. He moved in slowly and sat next to me. We sat stock still for a minute. I pulled my sleeves down  over my hands before reaching out for his sleeve. I tugged on his sleeve and he looked at me. He gave me a small smile.

"Can I..." I started. He seemed to understand because he opened his arms. I latched onto him and he pulled me into his chest. Tears forced their way out and I began to sob into his chest. He maneuvered us so he was hustled into the pillows and me in his chest.

"Go ahead and cry it out. It's okay to cry." He whispered into my ear. He pulled the blankets up and over us. I don't know how long I cried but I cried myself to the point of exhaustion. I snuggled into him more and I felt him petting my head.

"Mm'tired." I mumbled into his chest.

"What? You're tired?" He asked. I nodded. "Then Let's sleep, love."

"Love?" I looked up at him. He nodded. I smiled. "Love too."

"You're cute." He moved us onto our sides and nestled us down into the blankets. He kissed my head. "Hey..."

"Hmm?"

"When this is all settled with that little shit, can I take you out on a date?" He asked. I pushed up onto and elbow to look at him. He looked apprehensive. I reached up to push some hair back.

"Yeah, I'd like that."

"Great." He smiled before tugging gently on me to lay back down. I got comfortable again and he laid his arms around me.

"Goodnight, love." He whispered into my hair.

"Night." I kissed his neck before I drifted off.

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[sleepihaven]

hii! can i please request some headcanons for the luxiem boys with a sleepy s/o who falls asleep with their head on their boyfriend's shoulder? tysm!! <3

Sleep Tight, My Dear

Pairing: Luxiem x GN!Reader

Synopsis: It felt as if their shoulder became the comfiest thing you have ever laid your head upon.

A/N: This request was Adorable I had fun writing this. Each characters have different scenarios, some similar. ALSO trying out a new template thingy whenever I write for all the Luxiem boys to indicate them ehe I hope you all like it AND I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS WJFJEJFJSJD i really didnt understand what sleepy s/o was so I thought ‘Hey lets make them workaholic fuck that’ yeah. So sorry of this isnt what you thought of 😭

Vox Akuma

You had accepted his offer to accompany him for a stream, making sure to finish your work before sitting beside your demon boyfriend who was setting up for his stream

Vox muting the mic to greet his beloved, pulling a chair next to his own.

“Love, hey glad you can make it, just get yourself comfortable and if you need anything, don’t hesitate to let me know ok?” He gives a warm smile at you, squeezing your hand gently.

But unfortunately, you were already roughed up from the amount of work given to you so most of the time, you were trying to keep your eyes peeled open to Vox’s PC screen.

To no avail, the moving pictures keeps on hurting your sleepy eyes so taking a short nap would be fine right?

Yeah no you doze off half of the stream with your head on his shoulder, grumbling whenever Vox moved his arm slightly to adjust his position

His voice became background sound for you, lulling you more to sleep from his honey-coated suave voice.

Vox would actually notice that you dozed off but didn’t want to question it because he knew how hectic your work was

In the middle of your beauty sleep on his shoulder, he draped his haori on you gently, making sure you were comfortable.

“Sleep well, darling, you deserved the rest from how hard you were working.”

Mysta Rias

He was playing games on the living room while you were tired af from stuffing your face with work

He isn’t dumb enough to not realize it; I know man’s a lil shit who doesn’t know how to differentiate mold and chocolate but he isn’t THAT of an airhead when he spots the dark bags underneath your eyes

“Come onnnnnnn, come here and give your boyfriend a hug, will ya?” He gives a wide grin, holding out his arms wide open for you to crush in them

You begrudgingly did, taking a sit on the empty spot beside him. He would pester you off work to have you sat beside him while he plays some games

It did work though, you manage to doze off for a good 15 minutes, only for your body to suddenly jolt when Mysta jumped from the game scaring him.

Man quickly dropped his controller to recover from two jumpscares straight away

“Babe, oh shit, you fucking scared me there. Is everything okay?” He has this concern tone, wrapping his arm around your shoulder.

“Mhm… just sleepy from all the work… it’s alright Mysta just continue your game.” You ushered him to go back to his game.

“Ok but go get some shut-eye alright? Just rest your head on my shoulder like you were sleeping earlier.” He excuses himself for a bit going in his room to grab a blanket and wrapped you around with it

“There you’re now all nice and comfy!” He gives a peck on the forehead before grabbing his controller and go back to the game infront of him

He’d lean his head against yours and even at one point slip his arm from beneath your armpit to interlace your fingers.

“You should give yourself a good break or two, y’know?”

Luca Kaneshiro

He was actually finishing up a collab stream with a few other members of Nijisanji, as for you, you were sleep deprived from the 0 days of sleep you got thanks to the amount of art commissions

When he ends the stream and turned off his PC, he immediately went out of his room to find you and pester you if he finds you unoccupied with your commissions

Its been awhile for him to spend time with you so he’s trying to steal some moments with you

His heart immediately sank when he sees you slouching infront of your computer screen colouring in the lineart the night away

He would sit beside you, poking you constantly just to get your attention and when he finally does he just gives the cutest smile he can muster and you swear you can see an imaginary tail wagging

“Let’s eat some cheddar cheese pringglesssss !!! I know that can cheer you up, POG!!!”

Literally is just trying to get you distracted from your work so you can get some rest

“No Luca, I need to do this okay? We can pog later once I’m done.”

Frowns sadly but he stayed there, waiting patiently for you to finally be done with work, he would be munching away some pringles or distracting you with his fugma jokes

But your eyes began to feel heavier as time goes by, your body getting sluggish from only consuming caffeine (my lifeblood), ending up falling asleep on Luca’s shoulder beside you.

At first, he was shocked from the sudden weight but smiles happily from you succumbing to sleep. Not forgetting to save your progress and switching off your computer. He leans his head against your shoulder.

“Go get some rest, baby, I’m always here if you need me okay? Hope you’re having pog dreams, hehe.”

Ike Eveland

Ike was watching youtube videos in bed at the ungodly hours and you were there beside him, watching his phone screen alongside.

You both couldn’t get some sleep for some reason and it’s all the more reason to just watch some videos on the internet to get your eyes all tired

So here you both are cuddling against one another, tucked beneath the fluffy blankets while Ike holds his phone horizontally

How you both are positioned is comfortable, your body is flat on the bed however your head is still positioned upwards, as if you’re reclining on the bed, leaning against the small pillows, cushioning your head from the hard wood headboard

“Are you comfortable, sweetheart? Want me to get some snacks? I heard that chocolate is  good to get you sleepy.” Ike pulls you in closer, nuzzling your head which is resting on his shoulder.

“Sure, let me get them then.”

You were about to move out from the little cuddle pile before Ike stopping in your tracks and run out of the room

When he came back, you were sat up to a cross legged position and had a pout on your face, arms crossed making him chuckle from your little antics.

“Oh, come on, I couldn’t just let you, you looked all nice and toasty.” He placed some of the chocolates on the nightstand of your side, walking to the other side of his room to repeat the action.

He grabbed his phone and continued to watch videos with you while nomming some of the chocolate

The next 4 or 5 videos, your eyes felt heavy for some reason as if the bright screen infront of you is hypnotizing you to sleep.

Shuffling a bit to get a better spot to fall asleep in, facing to the side so you can hug him close, nuzzling your head together as you slowly drifted to dreamland

Ike noticing this a bit late, was too engrossed in the next video that was playing, pulled the blankets so it can properly cover you, giving a kiss on your forehead.

“Good night, sweetheart. I hope we’ll meet in our dreams later.”

Shu Yamino

Man is infamous for staying up at ungodly hours but would legit be so concerned of you, seeing your dark eyebags ogling at the bright screen of your laptop while your fingers clicking the keyboard pieces to finish your essay that is due in god knows when!

He needed to come up with a temporary solution to get you to bed or just take a break from what you are working on

He was being shupport to several of his kouhais and senpais when he heard his door creaked open slightly

“Shu? Are you still up?” Your voice croaked from the other side of the door

He quickly muted his mic and see you enter his line of vision, giving you a wave at your entrance.

“Hey, babe. You finally finish?” At first man’s was happy that you finally decided to stop and take a well-deserved sleep.

“Nope. I was thinking on working right next to you if that’s okay, it just needs a bit more editing and proofreading.” You rubbed your eyes sleepily, Shu cursing in his head mentally. Literally.

He, of course, lets you sit next to him, on another note, a good thing for him! Because he can keep an eye on you and can minimize your writing tab when he thinks its enough for you for the day

As he’s talking to his colleagues, he would steal occasional glances at you, reminding himself about when to minimize your tab

But what caught him by surprise is that, while he was explaining to his senpai how to revert their Windows 11 back to windows 10, he felt something on his shoulder. He peered down to see you knocked out, your arms making their way to loop around his left arm, hugging it close to you.

He smiled from the sight, leaning forward to save your progress and put your computer into sleep mode.

Shu leans his head against yours carefully, not wanting to wake you up from your peaceful nap, as he continues to chat away in a hushed voice, typing in the channel for vc that you were sleeping next to him and he didn’t want to disturb you.

He mutes his mic for a quick second just to give another kiss on the temple while rubbing your knuckles softly.

“You can continue this tomorrow, lovely. Ot’shu’kare for today.” He chuckled at his own pun.

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[spitdrunken]

bro more than anything I NEED Ingo to desperately need to pee while in public. In my headcanon, Ingo is actually incredibly bladder shy. He cannot use public restrooms. It's that bad. Naturally, this can lead to issues when he's out, though not typically, as he's careful to avoid being out for too long and drinking too much coffee.

WELL. It can still happen. Emmet is obviously aware of his brother's issue, but doesn't have a similar one (heck if he has an s/o with a piss fetish. he will gladly indulge them with it). I just need the twins to be hanging out, perhaps shopping, and Ingo realizes he's beginning to get the urge to pee. It's not bad, however they are quite a ways from home. He ignores it, but due to one reason or another, he begins to get more desperate. He tells Emmet, and the two head to a public restroom, but unlike Emmet, Ingo is unable to go, no matter how relaxed he makes himself. As time passes, Ingo can only feel his bladder expand more and more, he tries again in a restroom, but just can't. Finally, as his bladder begins to feel the need to burst, he gets jolted by a random Joltik that hopped off Emmet's shoulder into his. Needless to say, Ingo released all what his bladder was holding then and there. Is he in public surrounded by people? Or is he behind some building just with his (very shocked yet verrrrry calm) brother? I can't decide! Both are great! Either way, Emmet is quick to act by buying his brother new pants.

Oh boy though if Ingo was dating me i'd be pressing on his bladder and listen to his strained sounds~

notes: omorashi, piss, public wetting, humiliation

Ingo would never use a public urinal in general, he always enters a locked stall to feel as few prying eyes as possible... He sits down, closes his eyes and takes deep breaths- His bladder is so full that it feels about to burst, but not even putting his hands on the area and pressing down is enough to get him to leak. The pressure never leaves, and he has to grit his teeth while rubbing his thighs together. After minutes of this, more than he'd like to admit, he ends up leaving the stall and lying to Emmet that it went well, and washes his hands. (Emmet probably wouldn't believe him, they know each other too well, but doesn't push the subject.)

It'd be so bad for Ingo if he were to piss himself in public! The Joltik's action was completely unintentional, and it doesn't even know what it's done, but Ingo would be on the verge of tears (both from shame, as well as relief) as the wet spot spreads and spreads on the black fabric of his pants. If he closes his huge coat and wraps it tightly around himself, it might go largely unnoticed- Though the noise he makes are hard to explain, and if anyone looked down they would be sure to see his piss dripping down the sides of his shoes, and forming a puddle underneath his legs. Because of his fame, he'd never hear the end of this if anyone happened to snap a picture, and the idea makes him feel somewhat sick.

Emmet is immediately shooting into action to distract as many people as possible from his brother's predicament, and releasing his Galvantula and Eelektross 'on accident' at the same time achieves this. (He also makes his Eelektross use a water move to clean the floor.)

Ingo is red-faced the rest of the day though, and speaks a lot less than usual.

#cw.piss #cw.omorashi #omorashi #cha.ingo #cha.emmet #cw.humiliation

[squeakyfir]

The Love from a Skeleton [Jack Skellington X Reader]

Plot: Halloween... The time of year you absolutely hate. Not because of the ghouls and monsters, you enjoyed that kind of thing, it's because of trick or treaters. They get free candy and whine and complain to their parents if they didn't get what they expected, which is the whole bowl of candy. Anyways, since you don't celebrate that holiday, you decide to go for a late stroll through the woods on the hiking trail. While walking, your whole life changes. And I mean that literally... Everything started to change drastically until you find trees with holiday symbols on it. One of them being a Jack-o-lantern. Being curious, you enter through the door and discover a world that would represent a children's book written by Stephen King. But the leader of this place was a king. Not just any king... A pumpkin king. His name is Jack Skellington. He's a very tall and slender skeleton with a pinstripe suit, a black cat bow tie and ghost dog named Zero. He discovers you and welcomes you to Halloween town until he can figure out how to send you home. But this place is perfect! No taxes to pay No drama And no more loneliness Jack believes that your hideous. But don't worry, hideous in the Halloween town definition means... Beautiful. Enjoy! *I do not own the Nightmare before Christmas. All rights belong to Tim Burton and Disney™*

Chapter 6

Previous ~ Next

After you had breakfast that Jack made, which he did an amazing job on since he found a cook book from your world, you both went down to the the same building where Jack first introduced you and Christmas to the citizens of Halloween town. It was decided by Jack that everyone in Halloween town would have special roles to play to help make their version of Christmas more special and to help speed up the process. You stood off to the side as Jack was explaining what he was handing to each monster.

While you weren't really paying attention, you then hear a sound that came from a baby doll. It sounded a bit strange to you and even to the vampires. "What kind of noise is that for a baby to make"?

"Perhaps it can be improved" Jack suggested.

"No problem".

"I knew it! Doctor, thank you for coming". You then see a monster you haven't seen yet and boy did he look creepy. He was as white as Jack's skull, had small hands, a mouth similar to that of a crocodile, wore rubber gloves on his tiny hands, small glasses that looked like they're from the matrix, wore a lab coat and was in a motorized wheelchair. He was surely the creepiest one yet. "We need some of these". You couldn't see what Jack was showing this monster but before you could ask to see, the monster said, "Their construction should be exceedingly simple, I think".

"How horrible our Christmas will be" said the mayor with joy.

"Nooo", Jack said correcting the mayor when his face then switched over to being that scared and worried face, "How Jolly"!

"Oh. How 'jolly' our Christmas will be". Immediately after he said that, objects were then thrown at the mayor and when you looked to where it came from, it was from three little monsters. Three new ones that wore masks which were a devil, a skeleton and a witch. They looked like children to be honest. "What are you doing here"?

"Jack sent for us" said the devil.

"Specifically" said the witch.

"By name" said the skeleton.

"Lock".

"Shock".

"Barrel".

"Jack! Jack, it's Oogies boys". Jack looked over and smiled delightfully when he saw the small monsters. "Ah, Halloweens finest trick or treaters. The job I have for you that is top secret. It requires craft, cunning, mischief".

"And we thought you didn't like us, Jack" said Shock. The three of them then started laughing mischievously. It was enough for you to realize that they can't be trusted. "Absolutely no one must know about this. Not a soul! Now..."

Jack then started whispering to the three about what his plan was and you tried listening in but it was really difficult to listen in. Dang, Jack was an expert at being quiet. I guess that's why he's the pumpkin king. The mayor also tried listening in but also failed. He thought he could use his megaphone as a way to hear better by placing it up to his ear, which by the way, he looks like he doesn't even have ears. It wasn't working for him so he thought there was something wrong with it and stuck his hand into his megaphone only to get his finger bitten by a spider. "Ow"! He placed the spider back on his shirt was now acting as a bow tie.

This place was just weird but awesome at the same time.

"And another thing. Leave that no account Oogie Boogie OUT OF THIS" said Jack.

"Whatever you say Jack".

"Of course, Jack".

"Wouldn't dream of it Jack". All three of them put one of their hands behind thier back and when you looked over, they had their fingers crossed. You felt like they would do something terrible and somehow Jack didn't notice. The three monster children noticed you and went over to get a better look at you.

"Who is she"?

"She's strange and different".

"She's hideous".

You felt like they were making fun of you as they stood around you and when you were going to abject and yell at them for being so rude, Jack said, "Oh, this is (Y/n). She's new to Halloween town". The three monster children cackled and then ran off. "Rude" you muttered to yourself. Jack heard you and asked, "What's wrong (Y/n)? Did Lock, Shock and Barrel say something wrong"?

"They just called me ugly"!

"Uhm... They said that you were hideous and... Oh! Let me explain. Hideous here means beautiful, so they called you beautiful". You didn't understand but the more you thought about it, it made more sense. Things were supposed to be creepy here and they all embraced it. After understanding this you decided to do something that made you really question this place and it's logic. "Well then Jack, I think your hideous". He had a blush appear on his skull. That surprised you and he smiled shyly and he said, "And I you, (Y/n)".

The line of monsters was getting shorter and it was now at the point of where you tried to stay awake. Jack was completely over thinking everything when it came to Christmas. For example, this...

Jack was holding a string of bells and said, "It goes something like this". Jack then tapped the bells in the tune of 'Jingle Bells'. "How about it? Think you can manage"?

The three monsters that played instruments then started to play the tune but it was incredibly off key and sounded so depressing and cringy. It ended on a high note and it was so loud that it woke the mayor up from a small nap he was having. "Next"!

"Fantastic! Now why don't you all you practice on that and we'll be in great shape"! The next monster was the monster with the axe in his head. "This device is called 'a nut cracker'-".

"Jack! Jack! We caught him! We caught him" said the three monster children.

"Perfect! Open it, quickly"! The three monster children then opened the sack and out popped the easter bunny that was pink with a ribbon around him that read "Happy Easter" and he also held an easter basket with eggs inside. "That's not Sandy Claws".

"It isn't"?

"Who is it"?

The bunny then hopped over to you and the monster with an axe in his head. The monster pointed at the bunny and said, "Bunny"! The bunny got scared and jumped back into the sack. "Not Sandy Claws! Take him back"!

"We followed your instructions".

"We went through the door".

"Which door" asked Jack with slight anger, "theres more than one". Jack then pulled out a Christmas tree cookie, "Sandy Claws is behind the door shaped like this"!

"I told you"! The three monster children then started to fight each other in the way that siblings would fight. Jack was getting annoyed by this and since you couldn't see what he was doing, he then roared at the children which made them stare in horror. "I'm very sorry for the inconvenience sir" said Jack to the Easter bunny. "Take him home first! And apologize again! Be careful with Sandy Claws when you fetch him. Treat him nicely"!

"Got it".

"We'll get it right..."

"Next time".

Jack turned back to the monster with an axe in his head and finished up with him and he was the last monster in the line. "Well, that's everybody". You mentally cheered but then heard Jack sigh in disappointment. "What's wrong, Jack"? He showed you a drawing of him in a Santa outfit that would fit him perfectly. "My Sandy Claws outfit. I don't have anyone else to make it for me. No one else knows how to sew in our town". He had a huge frown form on his skull and that hit you hard. "Jack"?

"Yes"?

"Maybe... I could make it"? Jack's frown turned into a bright and happy grin. "You really think you can"?

"Sure. I took a sewing class when I was ten and I'm confident I can pull it off". Jack then, without warning, pulled you into a tight embrace of relief and happiness. "Thank you so much (Y/n)! How long do you think it'll take"?

"I'm not sure. Probably a couple days before Christmas if I'm honest. If I rush it then it may not come out right".

"Of course, I understand". Jack hugged you again. "Thank you so much (Y/n). This means so much to me". You hugged back and you still thought that this whole thing was a bad idea. How does something that's terrifying combine with something that's meant to be joyful? Simple answer...

It doesn't.

But Jack won't understand and even if you tried to explain he still wouldn't listen. But you were a supportive person and had to help Jack with this Christmas thing. But you still had that terrible feeling in your stomach and you kept remembering that dream you had about that tiny Christmas tree. It really did seem like the foreseeable outcome if Jack stays on this path but there's no stopping him.

He's determined...

#will add more tags later

[ellbett]

PAIRING: Thomas Shelby x female!reader

AUTHOR’S NOTE: I wrote this for @sophieshelby 1k followers celebration with 8. “You like the pain. You like it because you believe you deserve it” promt. Congratulations! Oh, and this is my first attempt at writing something, so... be careful.

WARNINGS: English is my second language; my bad writing.

WORD COUNT: 843

"Are you... are you an angel?”

Thomas was lying on the ground in a lane after he ran into a rival gang. Believing that they beat him enough that he couldn't take care of himself, and deciding that no one would find him in this deserted area, nor at such a late hour, they left, dooming him to a slow death. But now, just a few moments later, he felt someone's presence. He could have sworn he didn't hear the approaching footsteps, and yet someone was already looming over him. His eyes are drenched with his own blood, and he can’t even move a finger. Thomas tenses, because he could neither see the approacher nor defend himself from them. The silence is interrupted by a quiet rustling and he suddenly feels a soft cloth gently dabbing at his eyes, wiping away the blood, giving him the opportunity to see a blurry female silhouette.

"What if I am?"

You whisper softly, crouching next to him. He often gets into similar situations.

One day, as a child, falling into the canal, he somehow found himself on the shore, safe and sound. That was the day you met him. Then Aunt Polly said that a guardian angel was looking after him and that it was the one who saved him. Tommy believed it for a long time. He boasted to his brothers that the angel itself was protecting him. And, although over time, faith in God didn't strengthen in little Shelby, he didn't stop believing in this even now. After all, he often "comes out of the water dry."

"Then am I dead?"

He asks hoarsely, and you only shudder. The last word he uttered cuts without a knife.

"What are you talking about, silly, I won't let that happen."

You answer with bitterness in your voice, but with much more warmth, running your fingers through his hair.

"But you need to stop looking for a meeting with me."

You notice coldly, running your fingers along his forehead, cheekbones, and stopping on his lips. His lips were broken, however, like himself. You would like to heal his soul, but such a miracle is beyond your power. Not after everything he's been through.

"Do I know you?"

He asks quietly, and you pull your fingers away from his lips. You remember every day you spent with him. The way he learned to ride a horse with his father (he didn't immediately manage to get along with them and his falls were far from easy, but his perseverance can only be envied); the way he helped his mother with cooking ("children shouldn't play with knives", and yet Tommy learned to handle them pretty well); the way he lay in bed with a severe flu (but he is a strong boy, he endured everything); the way he defended his younger sister from impudent boys who offended her (attacking a little girl with the whole "gang" is not very nice); the way he took the first bullet for his brother. Also you remember the war. Those long four years, where every minute of his life was hanging by a thread and the lives of other soldiers were being cut off one by one. And you went through all this with him, and also through much more.

You don't answer. With a smooth movement, you put your hand on his chest. Take some of his pain upon yourself, not let him die — that's your aim. But his pain is too much. Pinching, pulling, aching, cutting, sharp. There’s so much pain in him.

"You like the pain."

You claim. He raising his eyebrows. This is complete nonsense. How can someone, and especially him, a man who tries to solve everything with his sharp mind, and not with his fists, like something like that?

"You like it because you believe you deserve it."

He was about to object, but suddenly he realizes that he will only lie not just to you, but also to himself. He accumulates pain inside himself, like he used to save coins in a piggy bank when he was a kid.

“But you are not. No one deserves to feel the pain you carry inside you, Thomas. You need to try to let it go."

With one hand you take his palm in yours and squeeze it lightly, and with the other you wrap your palm around his cheek, gently stroking it with your thumb. Your touch is cold, but he clings to them, like a drowning man, seeing a life ring. But what is it..? His eyes fill with tears. Does she knows how he feels? Knows what lies behind his impenetrable mask?

Looking at the root of problem you feel that, as in childhood, in the case of a piggy bank and small savings, he wasn't ready to part with his pain. Not yet.

"Take your time, my dearest. Until then, I will protect you as I always have."

She was his guardian angel. And he was Thomas Shelby. The man who was loved by Death itself.

#sophieshelbys1k #peaky blinders imagine #peaky blinders imagines #peaky blinders x reader #peaky blinders fanfic #thomas shelby imagine #thomas shelby imagines #thomas shelby x reader #thomas shelby fanfic

[dramaphan]

Big bitch baby dan comeback video live reaction by me who hates him take one ACTION

I’m putting this under a cut it got too long rip

•immediately what’s he wearing. Long socks short pants ass bitch go change

•”a ton of conspiracy videos” where

•content warnings you say 👀

•went to find the cw and holy hell this man had a whole ass production crew and for what you could have saved so much money if this was an insta story

•content warnings for mental health, body image, stress, gay trauma, and whining and swearing 💀

•don’t worry asswipe my cheeks stay clenched when you speak to me

•so far this is sounding like my Dan video wet dream but I know he’s going to ruin it I’m waiting patiently for him to fuck it up somehow

•”those crusty olds” you mean YOU SIR???

•Dan we all know what YouTube is and how it started why do we need this history lesson MOVE ON

•yeah what if you did that. Made a funny little video.

•is he really going to sit here and act like he was never in it for the money are you gonna sit there and lie to me for an hour and a half

•why’s he putting his whole pussy into this performance bro just tell me where to buy the tour tickets. I won’t but can we get to the point

•alright we’re getting a little more self awareness now I can appreciate that

•”can people not be mean to me” no next question

•”I hate capitalism but-“ shhhhhh

•clickbait keeps you awake but that tweet could stay up for an hour huh

•”it was fun, funny” yeah can we get to the part where you make fun and funny again

•this man did NOT just 🤪✌️ I need a minute to calm down

•#killalllandlords get to the POINT

•not to be insensitive to the struggle or whatever because I also spend every waking moment working and stressing about it but me and you both could just get different jobs probably

•you can’t force creativity, good thing the absolute most popular thing at your peak was people sitting on their beds talking about their day. Hella creative

•it was luck, next

•how am I only 12 minutes in this has gone on for five hours

•at what point were you doing what we wanted

•oh wow it’s been like 3 minutes and he’s been making points the whole time just thought I’d pop a nice thought into this

•very quickly realizing that me and Dan would hate each other irl

•probably shouldn’t be laughing at the phrase “closeted death defier” like morally I probably shouldn’t be laughing at that

•Dan you leave girlwiththedogs alone don’t drag her into this

•man all we wanted was a candle haul nobody gives a shit if you have kids or dont

•mf just told me to sit and stay like a dog and yes I’m obeying but STILL

•so what I’m getting from all this is that the man had a job he hated and just kept working there instead of getting a job he didn’t hate. Relatable.

•if YouTube is for titty then why don’t you have your titty out come on man focus

•okay I did get an ad right after “enjoy the ad” and BOY that’s kinda funny

•it was a sensodyne ad btw, Dan knows I got gingivitis

•oh followed by a Pringles ad. The Pringles are probably what gave me the gingivitis

•smells like jealousy? Idk man

•he even managed to make “you can lead a horse to water but you can’t make it drink” into a 30 second monologue no fucking wonder this video is so long

•very fond of fucks per minute as a measurement system on this we agree

•”youtube isn’t homophobic” my brother in Christ you just spent a solid couple minutes describing exactly why they are in fact that

•”people at youtube care about the creators” who’s eating your ass for this

•just like, imagine if this guy had tossed a job application into a McDonald’s in 2012. The way he’s talking it sounds like he’d be making similar money

•”watching the graphs and switching out thumbnails” get his ass

•I feel like you could also tweet “what did you guys think of the video” and the audience would just, like, tell you

•his pussy is out again

•this man has some serious beef with the elderly his grandma really said some shit huh

•yes Dan but you see if you don’t like doing twelve jobs you could still also get a job that is just one job. That’s is also still an option.

•”I’m not an influencer, I’m a creator” name five things you’ve created in the last 3 years

•we’re doing the tv show seasons analogy again send help

•see you think if you miss an upload your audience hates you but if you miss an upload your audience really just wants you to answer the question “hey, where’s that upload?” Y’know. Communication of any kind

•Phil apartment fixture still going strong I see

•I would like to see the drama fiasco over sharing timeline just for a minute

•50 minutes in supposedly this is where it’s supposed to get interesting but so far I’m just not having any sympathy

•funny how the concept of hiring an editor and or a lights guy made him think his career would be over so he. Ended his career about it

•”I couldn’t imagine making anything else on YouTube ever again” so why didn’t you say that

•I think the moral of this story for me is going to be that I do understand and respect the emotional turmoil of being rich and famous but literally you could have just said all of this at the time and everyone would have been nicer to you about it

•Dan pays for YouTube premium that’s it I’m done here

•57 minutes and all he’s really done is shit talk and praise YouTube in the same breath who is eating his ASS FOR THIS

•the only reason I haven’t come for you in the night is because I respect your privacy you bitch

•scripted comedy mini series by Dan stop that’s even worse than standup

•I feel like I would hate this show with every fiber of my being but I need to know who he would cast as his girlfriend

•so you stayed too loyal to the mega corporation who sucked your soul out your butthole and it stunted your growth as a creator? Weird

•okay yeah again let’s go ahead and talk about the pandemic like it’s done and over and not still currently killing people yes I will continue to be annoyed by this

•”not a single reply, explanation, or out of office be right back email” wow that must have been really annoying none of us could ever relate

•”swallowing is a gesture of respect” swallow my foot

•an hour and five minutes just to answer the question “why did I quit YouTube” with “because they suck”

•kind of poetic that while Dan was having this communication battle with YouTube we were feeling the same damn way about his ass

•I guess we were wrong about YouTube being up dans ass. He was up theirs and they were just desperately trying to shit him out

•I’ll hand it to him, he’s got more patience than me. 7 months??? Answer my email in no less than one week or find another good little boy, fuck you

•he’s seriously so loyal and for what. They ghost you for 7 months and you’re still scooping up the scraps they throw at you? I quite literally would have made “go fuck yourself” my email sign off

•fuck the myth dude

•then why did you!!! Fuck them!!!!

•god this is really a full entire movie about a man who hates his boss but won’t leave the company

•Dan buddy there’s absolutely no way in hell that this show is worth letting YouTube fist you up to their elbow whenever they want

•if this video doesn’t end with him deleting his channel and burning YouTube to the ground then why are we wasting our time here

•Dan why don’t you think they dangled shit over your desperate head that’s exactly what they did hello are you blind

•I know y’all spoiled the tour so I know that announcement is coming and I swear to god if he partnered with YouTube for it there’s like no hope for him

•how would I respond? I WOULD LEEEEAAAVVVEEEEE but here you are on my screen so????

•buddy they don’t feel remorse burn their house down

•”should I just quit YouTube for good?” Yes?? Obviously???

•he’s fucking stupid

•like hello you just went on a monologue about how depressed you were because YouTube keeps pegging your ass without lube and you’re just gonna. Keep letting them. Are you good

•like at what point has therapy gone too far and made you too kind of a person. Man needs reverse therapy now

•man’s promising a lot rn I don’t trust it

Okay FUCK it’s done I made it some final thots:

I’m not resubscribing. Turns out 8 minute wish videos and fake storytimes are more suited to my lifestyle than feature films about some guy. I do really appreciate having a bit more insight into why the hell he dropped off the face of the earth and only showed his face for a quick bag but I do think he’s an idiot for not abandoning the whole platform after they screwed him over that severely like actually burn their house down why are you still choosing to let them make money off you

[omiscurls]

Diluc, zhongli and childe reaction to their s/o breaking up with them after something they said, maybe after a week or so after they argument they think the s/o forgave them but they break up instead? I WANT THE ANGST

consequences

plot: reader decides to break up with the character after not speaking to them

contains: diluc, zhongli, tartaglia (idk how am i going to do this to my special boy but ill try my best)

warnings: angst, breakups, implied past toxic behavior

a/n: OH MY GOD THIS WAS SO HARD- I DONT HAVE THE HEART TO BREAKUP WITH PEOPLE

diluc

hopeless thoughts ran through your head as you fought with yourself about wether to enter angel’s share or not, hand halfway through to the doorknob. your mind hadn’t been made up just yet, you were still in between two very different scenarios - the urge to forgive him for his hurtful words growing stronger each day, as anger and other emotions subdued to loneliness and the feeling of a part of you missing, ever since the two of you stopped talking.

your mind flashed back to the exact moment when you looked into diluc’s eyes, always so soft and calm for you, forming a way of anger he never expressed towards you before. to the feeling you got right then and there that this man is not the same one you’ve met and fell in love with.

the process of coming to terms with that conclusion was as painful as the first strike of his angry glare, and even though he seemed to have realized the weight of his words right after saying them out loud, no matter how hard you tried, you could not erase them from your memory.

one strike of that pain, one memory of that night was enough to make you go through with your plan, door to the bar opening with a little screech.

it was like just another late afternoon, with charles tending the bar, knights and townsfolk filling the hot room, and the smell of alcohol traveling through the air.

“hi” you said to the bartender “is master diluc around?”

charles, busy with his work, quickly replied that he’s out back, opening a barrel. you nodded and went where his directions guided, pushing open yet another door to see the back of the man you loved, looking just as always from this angle, working over said chore. he didn’t even seem to mind the fact that someone walked in on him working.

“diluc” you said with a sigh, and he almost immediately turned around, tools falling from his hands and onto the ground.

“darling, hi” he replied quietly, walking over to you but stopping half way, eyes set to analyze your expression, figure out what was going on in your mind. “i’m glad you’re here safely, i haven’t heard from you in over a week” he added cautiously, as if weighing every word before deciding to say it out loud.

“well” you sighed again, once again going over wether you should actually break things off right then, mind taking pity on his troubled expression, tired eyes, on the obvious eyebags that were much more apparent than before, a sign that he didn’t catch too much sleep. “i had to come to terms with what i’m about to say”

he wanted to tell you he was sorry, he really did, but words didn’t seem to come out of his throat. obviously he was sorry, it was a bad day and he meant none of what he said, but you knew that, right? you knew he always cared for you and loved you… right?

he wasn’t the best with words, hence, the idea of apologizing with a gesture after you were done teaching him his lesson came to mind. a brilliant idea, one could never go wrong with a thoughtful deed for their significant other, just give him one more chance.

“and my conclusion is, we need to take a step back and… reevaluate things in our lives. i’m not saying this is the ultimate end, but what you’ve said, and how you’ve said it made me realize…”

you were making a good point. you were talking about your feelings. he should listen, but the only thing he heard was the blood pumping through his veins, and the two single words

the end

so there won’t be another chance? he won’t be able to prove himself? what do you mean, the end? the best thing that ever happened to him in his sad life was coming to an end because of him? but he was so careful, he treated you like his treasure, because that’s how he truly felt, like his lifeline, something he could never lose…

and all it took was one sentence too much, one glare too intense. for the first time in what, six, maybe seven years, his eyes began to water, as he blinked the tears back at a rapid pace.

“… and that was a shitty thing to do. i hope you know that. i don’t know if i had anything else i wanted to say, perhaps i did, but… that’s all. see you around, i guess” you mumbled, loosing confidence in what you were saying, taking one last glance at his lost eyes before turning around.

turning around from him, from the love of your life, was perhaps the hardest thing you ever had to do, and yet you did do it.

before you could reach the door again, though, a cold hand caught your forearm. your eyes met his, with just a glimmer of hope that he would magically say all the right words and somehow make you stay, you didn’t want to leave, yet knew you had to. if you wanted to preserve the respect you had for yourself, you had to leave.

why were you giving him time to say something?

his helpless gaze seemed to speak with a thousand words, begging, pleading you to not leave through that door, but as much as his lips did part, not a single word left.

he couldn’t say anything to hold you back, and you ripped away from his grip, turned, and walked away.

and just like that,

he was all alone, again.

he was gonna need a drink.

zhongli

tears flooded your vision, blurring every details of zhongli’s face, causing you to only see a pale color palette, instead of your favorite person, ever. maybe it was for the best, maybe it would make it easier, you thought, but that was a foolish thing to hope for.

even through the salty tears, you could make out his eyes, it’s glow never failing to guide you, and comfort you, now seeming to burn their way through you, through your body and soul.

“you’re stuck in another love, zhongli, we both know that!” you exhaled a bit louder than you intended to, the outcome sounding more like an accusation than a fact. “how can you ever say you love me, when it’s so obvious, and so apparent, that every time you look at me, you see someone else? you HOPE for someone else?”

you could only wish the words you spoke didn’t come out as a complete mess, because of those tears you were constantly choking on. desperation seeped through your voice, as the feeling of helplessness rose every time you looked at your lover and at the anguish, and confusion he presented.

how could he make this so hard? it’s not like you’ve presented some statement he didn’t know already, right?

you hoped your eyes would say all the things you didn’t trust your voice to. you hoped he’d somehow hear how all you ever wanted was to be enough, was to meet his standard, how it tore you open that every time he said <i love you> his eyes wandered everywhere but onto yours, how all his touches seemed absent, how all his compliments were truly about some other face, some other smile, some other kind soul.

the worst part was, how could you blame him? how can anyone, ever, blame someone for being in love, of all things? love was something beautiful, and once you’ve experienced it, you’re drowned in it forever, and don’t even want to see the surface again.

love is beautiful. when you’re the one who’s receiving it. love was beautiful, to you, too, when you loved how his wisdom flew through his words, how his kindness hugged your spirit, how his aura brought you comfort. you loved his eyes, you loved his cheeks, his lips, every single detail of his skin.

the love you felt made you complete, made you warm, until you finally realize the thing you should’ve seen much sooner.

that you were merely a mirror for him to look at someone else, someone long gone.

suddenly all the warmth you felt was directed back at you, burning you inside, making you wish you never felt it in the first place.

“aren’t you gonna say something?” you whispered.

his long fingers found their way to your hand, but you snatched it away.

if you fell onto his charms now, you wouldn’t be able to get out once more.

his breath hitched as he gathered himself to speak

“i want nothing more than to love you” he said, although quietly, it rang through your ears like the loudest of screams.

you scoffed.

“we both would’ve wanted that, then”

“and i’m sure i can, if you just—“

now, laughter was all that you were capable of letting out.

“zhongli, you can’t train yourself to love someone. and even if you could, then how do you think that would make me feel? like i’m so unlovable you had to force yourself through it to grow accustomed to a feeling similar to love?”

“that’s not what i—“

“that’s what it means! let it go, please, please just… let me go” you sighed, standing up from the bench over at liyue harbor that you were sitting on. the sun has begun to set on the other side of the sea, and you couldn’t help but notice, it would’ve been the perfect date.

“i do sincerely hope you’ll find someone who’ll love you just the same” he finally stated, as he gave up on trying to make you stay.

“why?” you chuckled “so i could make them suffer the same way you made me?”

tartaglia

(archons give me strength)

you found nothing but guilt, looking into the endless ocean trapped in his eyes. for the first time in forever, they glistened, but not with a spark of joy, like you always hoped they would, they shone a sickly shine, caused by a thin layer of tears, that didn’t dear to spill over his porcelain cheeks, almost as if afraid of making contact with the ruthless face of the number eleven of the fatui harbingers.

he could’ve easily been crying if only he let himself go. he would’ve been in tears, sniffing and coughing, but he just… wasn’t. he held those tears in the gates of his eyes, as if his life depended on it.

the guilt you found inside them, wasn’t his, but yours. you felt guilty, watching this composed, confident man fall into pieces right before you, crumbling before your sight. why were you doing this? you seemed to forget all those terrible things you’ve heard just from the way his irises begged for forgiveness and brows furrowed in inexplicable sadness.

but you couldn’t, no, this time you couldn’t.

“my word” you swore on dear life you’d burst into tears if your voice shook right now “my word is final. we’re over. and that’s… that’s it. you need to understand that there won’t be another chance.”

the moment his lips parted, you knew you were lost.

“i have told you so many times already, but i will say this as much as i need to, it will never happen again! i swear, on everything i love and everything that i am, i swear on life itself, i won’t ever let that happen again! you know i won’t! come on, i promise you, if there’s anything you can say about me is i do keep my promises, don’t i? darling, please…”

“promise yourself to heal and become better, first” you stated coldly, watching faith disappearing slowly from his fixed look.

“im sorry, you know i am, im sorry, im sorry, im so fucking sorry!” a scream left his throat as desperation took over both reason and self-respect.

“sorry isn’t gonna cut it”

“then what will? i’ll do anything, anything in the world, anything to prove myself to you. i get that you can’t love me, i understand that, but please, let me win your trust again.”

he said unnaturally calmly, compared to what he did before, and you got concerned immediately.

i understand that you can’t love me, his words rang through your head. oh god, what were you doing? guilt stroke again, right at where you felt your heart to be.

right when you wanted to turn around and leave, he must’ve sensed that, and pulled you into a tight embrace. not suffocating, as they often describe it, not toxic and desperate, but… as loving as every other hug you’ve ever received from him. as calming and grounding, even though you could feel his heart racing. he didn’t refuse for you to leave, he didn’t trap you.

you understood after a while,

he was saying goodbye. all the love trapped inside his heart seeped out onto you, all his feelings surrounding and engulfing you.

“let me promise you this” he whispered, voice shaking painfully “the next time i’ll see you, i’ll be a better man. someone you will be able to be proud of, someone worthy of both your trust, and love. i won’t stop until i’ll be enough for you to look at me without the disgust and fear you have now. i promise. i’ll be better.”

“until then, then.” was the only thing you were capable of saying before leaving.

as soon as the door shut behind you, you rested against a wall and covered your mouth with a hand, unable to hold your tears any longer.

you heard a cry through the door. so he does have some feelings left, after all

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Hi!! I wanted to ask, in celebration of Deltarune CH. 2, do you have any updated thoughts and head canons about the game?? Like, y'know, similar to a previous ask about Kris in your Deltarune tag? Thanks!

thoughts on kris part 2 i guess???? (part 1 from ch1 here lol)

spoilers for deltarune like woah. this wont be kris focused just random thoughts on everything. thank you for giving me the opportunity to talk

not that many thoughts for this chapter tbh! EDIT LOL: this was a lie i have a lot of thoughts

-just in general i feel like the player isn't the only one controlling kris... like yes the player forced kris to do what happened in the snowgrave route but AT THE SAME TIME idk it feels like there's someone else too. just because of the terrifying voice i suppose. and also the jerky movement kris does every time they get their soul out? unless there's another reason for it... maybe getting your soul out means you walk weird lol

-BUT ALSO i feel like kris is 100% in control when they create fountains. idk it just makes sense kris would create them. to create another world, a better world, A WORLD WHERE THEIR BROTHER IS HERE PERHAPS? i do wonder why they get their soul out then though. i'm all for it sweetie! do whatever! i support you!

-(i am and will be playing deltarune with only kris' best interests in mind. i will not hurt anyone unless kris wants me to. dont worry my little meow meow im on your side! talk to me! no? okay ill stay under the sink its fine)

-speaking of asriel. SUMMER VACATION COLLEGE WHEN? SUMMER VACATION COLLEGE WHEN? SUMMER (starts crying) V-VACATION COLLEGE WHEN

-kris misses their brother so much it's so sad. if you make kris steal 5$ from asriel they take it "reluctantly"? talking to asriel online so often even alphys knows?? the google search?? GOING INTO ASRIEL'S GOOGLE SEARCH ROOM WITH THEIR EYES CLOSED BECAUSE THEY'RE CONVINCED THEY ALREADY KNOW WHATS IN THERE? THAT ONE IS LESS OF A MISSING THING BUT IM LIKE OH MY GOD

-the city walk with susie at the end makes it clear to me that kris really values susie's friendship... kris even sits with her if you spend long enough near the lake like aaaaah ;_;

-and even in snowgrave you spend your last acts with the final boss calling for your friends like YES there's a way bigger creepy aspect to this (kris as more of a Leader who Commands and commands their subjects to come) but still :'0 (and then noelle answers oh my god noelle im so sorry for the trauma)

-berdly. listen. listen. listen. liste

-berdly sucks but [berdly hurts his arm in the battle against queen if you don't save him because he doesnt want to hurt you] [berdly realizing smg's wrong in snowgrave and immediately taking steps to save noelle] berdly is my little crumb nugget. i will protect him.

-noelle. noelle. girlboss!

-like ooooh listen. hearing about the genocide path for undertale. made me go "that is SO COOL. i HAVE to experience it myself this is great. hehehe killing time" and like no regrets. i was fully enjoying the experience knowing i was an awful person. SNOWGRAVE THOUGH. i will never try this myself its too fucked up. casually grooming your childhood friend to murder people <3 and also acting like a weird stalker towards her <3 stockholm syndrome speedrun i will get all the info i can about this but i will never do this myself

-people remarking the kris/player>noelle relationship is similar to the relationship between player>chara in genocide path is like yes. chefs kiss. don't worry we just are making you stronger and everything will be fine "you made me kill my friend? and for what?" this is fine sweetie don't worry about it!!!!!!

-like the amount of details added to snowgrave, like if you equip noelle's watch she notices later? and her battle animations change as time goes on, she gets an ice shield and stops sighing in relief after battle? oh my god? oh my god.

-(berdly is not awake.) JUST KILL ME RIGHT HERE I HAVEN'T STOPPED THINKING ABOUT BERDLY NOT BEING AWAKE!!!!!

-also why didnt he turn into dust. so many possible reasons. is magic a thing in the normal world and perhaps no magic means no dust (theres graves). maybe he isnt dead. maybe hes braindead. maybe he'll come back. either way that boy is now in the closet big enough to put someone in

-also dess' name probably being december AND THATS WHY NOELLE LOST THE SPELLING BEE?!?!??! FUCK ME UP!!!!! JUST FUCK ME UP!!!!!!! OH MY GOD!!!!!!

-also so many good pixel art this chapter. too many? i didnt need pixel art of cardboard noelle falling on the statue. like thank you but please. please it hurts my game artist brain.

-the expressions in this chapter were also top notch. all the unsettling noelle expressions like (i fall over face first)

-i threw away the ball of junk (which i already tried in ch1) and this time the game was like "ARE YOU SURE BC THIS IS A BAD IDEA" and kris felt bitter :'( (it deletes all your items in the dark world)

-i uh fucked up and skipped the susie+noelle scene bc listen last time ralsei mentionned seeing what susie is doing we missed some PRIMO LORE. turns out it just makes you skip the scene and you dont get anything new. welp

-speaking of ralsei well you know. he exists. but im stuck on him going "i just wonder what being ralsei-like even is...?" ralsei my dude there's so much i could say about this. do you feel like you can't be ralsei-like because you feel like you have to be asriel-like

-but also that makes no sense bc susie hasnt even mentioned ralsei looks like asriel. and i cant imagine asriel being so meek. so WHAT GIVES

-ralsei as kris’ “i wish i was a monster just like my bro and family and i’d look like asriel but with red horns [THE HALLOWEEN COSTUME] and my name would be something cool like ralsei instead of a boring human name like kris and im sweet and cute because thats how i act with asriel because ASRIEL MADE ME” theory because that would be cute.

-ASRIEL GOING TO THE CHURCH TO CONFESS HIS "SINS" WHEN "SINS" AREN'T A THING IN THE ANGEL BELIEF LIKE I KNOW THIS INTERACTION WAS TREATED AS A JOKE BUT WHAT THE FUCK ASRIEL?

-kris definitely has a connection with the big red door in the city, judging by what the kids say they probably went there... i feel like this place's dark world will be the Final Dungeon you KNOW some shit happened there. also the sounds you hear when you go there is the phone dark world call's sound slowed down? AND AFTER SNOWGRAVE APPARENTLY YOU CANT HEAR IT ANYMORE? HUWAH?

-speaking of songs the songs were all so good, My Castle Town rules, the berdly snowgrave music is stuck in my head, flashback is uwah wuahah, Until Next Time is so good, AND ALSO A FRIEND NOTICED THE DARK WORLD CITY THEME IS JUST tHE SONG 74 (MOST NOTICEABLE WITH THE SNOWGRAVE VERSION)?????? WHAT DOES IT MEAN????? it might be just "hey its just reuse" BUT MR FOX YOU KNOW WE'RE GONNA READ INTO THIS IS NOELLE THE ONE SINGING IDK BRO!!!!!!!!!!

-asgore dreemurr fired from the force what happun!!!!! game theory is that asgore is related to dess' death/disappearance but eh who knows

-you start the chapter at lvl2 and get to lvl3 after the final boss, a friend mentioned this is probably because we destroyed a world and im :0

-to go back to kris it's still so interesting to figure out who they are based on how they act/people mention them. like kris shaking the ferris wheel car? yeah makes sense i can imagine a pranking kid do this. kris' dance? yeah thats a little silly but i can buy it. doing cool anime poses? well i dunno this doesnt line up PERFECTLY but sure. BUT EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENS IN SNOWGRAVE... especially >proceed like that is such a weird thing that i can't imagine them doing, but i can't completely see the "player" doing either (compare with going to sans -which kris doesnt know- and going "SANS!" because of course the player would know sans), like THATS one of the reasons i feel like there's someone else in there. the weird robotic merciless actions. if im going super meta it feels like there'd be someone else like writing the choices into existence for us to pick you know? gaster probably? god i need to read more gaster theories i completely sidestepped the gaster shit bc i wasnt interested. anyway just spitballing

-(looks at big shot guy) please dont make him the next tumblr guy i beg you

-obligatory "queen was great" mention if only because this part made me laugh a little bit too hard

that was a lot. thank you for letting me talk

#ask tag #deltarune #deltarune spoilers #snowgrave spoilers

[marmaligne]

headcanon in two parts, sorry. Ask does not miss it. 1.1 Oh, you know the insecticons from the tfp? Can I have a headcanon where a S/O person is on friendly terms with insecticons?

[TF PRIME] S/O Is Friends With The Insecticons

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* [S/O] meets them by accident quite a bit before the events of the Energon Eaters. Arachnid is still “leader” of the Insecticons by technicality as the only available ‘Queen’ for the hive-mind, however she never really patrols the area or takes care of the hive as she should, rather choosing to wander as a free mind, disobeying orders from everybody.

* You had stumbled upon the hive while taking a short walk along the side of the Jasper highway, leading out of town and to an old coal mine you liked to inhabit on your days off work. A home-away-from-home of sorts, it brought you peace of mind to have a quiet place.

* At least you thought it was a quiet, desolate area until you broke through a thinning in the rock floor of the entry shaft and ended up crashing an Insecticon tea-party.

*It was a rather awkward fall, and it had injured your hip joint on the way down, leaving you temporarily paralyzed in throbbing pains and nerve damage.

* The giant bug-like robots and their shiny, metal wingspans immediately armed themselves and aimed at the shifting dust and rockfall, growling and chittering in a language of some sort, unknown to you.

* “Is it one of those ugly-faced Decepticons ploys again?”

* “It’s too small and squishy, much sooner to be a predacons’ chew toy than any weapon.”

* You looked super confused, absolutely stupefied, completely duped, utterly incomprehensible, awkwardly awed, amazingly idiotic, a-

* Their manner of speech and vocal patterns was practically lost on you. You could pick up remnants of a language similar to broken [language], but really nothing else. In an attempt to make contact with the metallic giants to gain help, you enabled your parroting capabilities.

* Humans have the stunning ability to mimic sounds and specific noise frequencies, at levels other earthen animals, especially mammals, cannot. Using this ability, you managed to copycat the grinding and chattering noises coming from the vocal mass of bug-bots.

* [S/O]: “¿Krrt-grrut vvurrr chechch?”

* Hardshell: “¿Buzzzz vert-tet-brrrz, Erreech?”

* [S/O]: “¿Erreech?”

* Hardshell: “¡VRREE BUZZZ-EECH CLICKLICKIK!”

* The contact went well, unbeknownst to you, and the successful communication meant that you might actually have a chance at escape, or finding a hospital!

* Congrats! You are now [Tiny Bug Child]! You have no idea what they were speaking about, unaware that they were contemplating how to execute you, but you successfully managed to evade death by being cute and cuddly! People say curiosity killed the cat, but it evidently saves the naive human-who-fell-into-an-insect-cult-meeting!

* Hardshell, the Insecticon you nearly landed on top of, begins to lift you out of the rubble, and place you down upon a makeshift stone table, partially destroyed by the collapse. The others—including Wingflap, Bombshell, Shrapnel, Blockhead, and Kickback—gather closely around you, cooing and chirping in their weird language again.

* This was, evidently, how you became the new Queen of the hive, though you didn’t know it, and managed to befriend your way through the entire enclosed community and worm into the spark of every Insecticon, though they were very few in number.

* You made easy friends with Bombshell, and remained close with him up until his untimely death by Bulkheads hammer fist. He would often lay atop the Jasper cliffside with you, and make out shapes in the clouds, constellations in the stars—regaling to you tales of the Old Cybertron, when his own kind weren’t so despised, and were respected as viable assets and allies amongst those with forms like and unlike their own—until the Autobot Elitists ensured they were seen as ugly and malformed, made to hide away in the shadows and step away from society for ‘the greater good’.

* It’s how you came to hate the Autobots—and Decepticons—for all they had done, to their planet and yours, and to your friends as well.

* Your mimicry slowly turned into actual speech patterns and recognition. Repetitive sound signals were a key portion of Archaic Insecticon speech, which made it easy to recognize simple words or phrases, each indicated by a set of whirs, clicks, or beeps.

* Now that you could actively communicate with most of the hive, it was far easier to make friends with even the hardiest of bots.

* Hardshell, of course, was tough to crack. At your constant insistance, he spoke with you once or twice, and made sure to acknowledge your presence when in the room, as well as save you a seat at the underground pub every other weekend. It wasn’t actually a pub per-say, rather a dugout chamber with smooth walls and some stone slabs insert for seating, where the cons enjoyed engex they could sneak off the Nemesis from time-to-time.

* After awhile, he warms up to you, welcoming you back to the hive every day after work, standing alongside his multiple siblings, and pushing others aside to get to hold you first.

* Meanwhile this all happens, they still don’t know what a human is. Their simple understanding of earth comes only from what they’ve seen on the highway from the cliffside, or from video footage of the Autobot pests on the Nemesis. Due to their bulky size and noisiness, they’re banned from most human-inhabited areas.

* Don’t doubt that some of them have attempted to follow their [S/O] home. They have. And some of them won’t stop trying. It’s been more than one awkward encounter between you and some teens to get them to realize they could get you in trouble.

* You all eat [dessert] together sometimes, made with energon supplements for ‘The Boys™️’, with some good ol’ 25-something-kg of sugar mixed in.

* The boys were worried when you didn’t show up for a week due to hospitalization via severe food poisoning medical coma.

* When Arachnid finally returned to Earth, and her fight against Arcee had proceeded about as well as expected, she located the hive and proceeded to force them to engage in business with Megatron. She believed that by implementing her own soldiers amongst the ranks, she’d be better equipped to backstab Megatron when the time came.

* She was undoubtably surprised when Hardshell and some others adamantly refused to take part in her plans at first, until she enforced their compliance through the hive-mind.

*When she learned of your existence, and the very gauge of your importance to her former hive, she came at you with full force.

*The Insecticons were fully unprepared to deal with a fight between their small [S/O] and an extremely angry ex-Queen. In refute, they returned you to the surface without so much as a goodbye, and begged you to escape before Arachnid scented you out.

* It was soon after these events that you learned of Breakdown’s death, Bulkhead’s coma, and Bombshell’s demise due to the combined effects of a substance called Tox-En and injuries sustained during his battle with Bulkhead. It broke you inside to learn there was nothing you could have done to help, but you refused to disobey their pleas to stay away for awhile.

* At the hive, Arachnid rules supreme. Being able to control the hive-mind was a feat a human was incapable of achieving, only Cybertronians able to easily access the imbedded chain of command.

* Hardshell mourned the loss of a true friend—a small, squishy human—but a friend nonetheless.

* Wingflap and Kickback went through a collection of memories you’d left behind with them. Pictures and small objects gifted over the years, a small treasure trove of important parts of their lives, now without you in them.

* Shrapnel stims a lot more now, and has nervous tics that he believes are the result of the loss of his dear friend. He knows you aren’t dead, least not yet, but he knows that you’ll likely never come back.

* Blockhead, as dumb as everybody thinks he is, is actually very emotionally intelligent. He has a way with words he barely understands, and [S/O] acted as a big support for someone like him. Without them now, he can no longer function like normal, and now has nobody left to talk to.

* Arachnid could care less. She absolutely despises [S/O], and would smite them for all she cares. You matter little to her, and only worry her for the loyalty and capacity of her troops.

* It isn’t until the Energon Eaters appear that everything turns completely south.

* [S/O] finally builds up enough courage to march themselves back down to the mine, and demand to meet Arachnid face-to-faceplate.

* The desert is hot, Nevada is hotter, and the trek down the highway seems endless and tedious. You pass by 5 interstate signs on your way to the hive, and count the steps it takes to reach the entrance, parched by the time you make it there.

* In all your sweaty glory, you, [S/O], make your way down the carved pathway into the mineshaft, dark and cramped—just as you left it.

* But everything is exactly as it was left, not an item out of place. The entire hive was empty, including of those you cared about. Their rooms are full of memories, and their energon cubes still lie in a corner, collecting dust and grime.

* The search seems profitable, yet it leaves you with nothing, and the emptiness of the hive echoes around you, and in all the chambers, through the cavern walls of every room.

* You know they’re gone, that they have left without you, and without so much as a simple passing note.

* Perhaps someday you’d find them, hiding away in another Jasper mine, but you never would.

* In their haze of a hive mind, they barely even remember the face of the human they left behind. A long line across the moon—stretching on for miles—and a vampire on a false throne, draining the lifeblood from their veins, and the image of [S/O] from their minds.

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✨ Hope you enjoyed ✨

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[hanazuma-inactive]

Hello! This is kind of a long request and well- Hopefully you’re fine with doing temporary Body Swap. :>

So basically Bakugou and his Male S/O are pro heroes and when out on a mission, they both get hit by a villain who has a swap quirk. Basically, they just swapped bodies. (Y/n is in Bakugou’s body and Bakugou is in Y/n’s body, they basically just switched minds.) They are told by the other pro heroes that the two should go home and take the day off. Unfortunately, nobody knows how long the quirk effect will stay, but they were convinced it was only temporary. So the two go back to their shared apartment and the day goes on pretty normal- besides the fact that, you know, they’ve swapped bodies. Though later Y/n gets a bit of an idea. What if he were to f*ck Bakugou in this body? The thought seemed kinda strange at first since he would literally be f*cking his own body, but he couldn’t deny that the thought was turning him on. Especially wanting to see Bakugou’s reaction. So, he basically handcuffs Bakugou to prevent him from struggling and.. while in the middle of doing it, something happens.. Shit! Why did it have to happen now?? Y/n panics in his head as he realizes they just swapped bodies again, and he is now at the mercy of Bakugou Katsuki himself..

I actually sent a request kinda similar to this to someone else but it was a while ago and they haven’t responded so they may not have liked it, or it just didn’t arrive. And sorry for choosing Bakugou again, you just may be able to figure out who my favorite character is.. Sorry for my rambling.

If you don’t wanna do it, that’s fine. Anyways, have a good day/night, man!

in his shoes (nsfw) bakugou x reader

pronouns: he/him

warnings: body swapping during sex, bottom and top reader+bakugou, selfcest (?), degrading, bratty behavior, claimming and possesive themes, bondage (handcuffs)

a/n: i really like this concept and i will write it don't worry 😎👍 i usually write all of my requests anyways. im also sorry this took literally 5 years.

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katsuki bakugou and y/n bakugou. the two of you have been married for 2 years now after you guys started working as heroes. you both went to UA and graduated at the top of the class. neither of you had time for love or romance resulting in neither of you confessing you feelings for each other. gladly, things managed to work out in the end.

"he's on it again, i need the bakugous here right now."

hearing the police force requesting your assistance, you and your husband show up on the case. it turned out to be the villain that the two of you couldn't capture the last time during patrol. 

"HEH?! look y/n, it's this motherfucker again. what's up with this loser, coming back every time it's annoying." 

"play nice now katsuki, let's just go and restrain him and let the police take care of the rest."

the two of you move quickly to match the villain's rapid movements. katsuki flew around using his quirk to attempt to catch him but failed. the villain was surprisingly agile and you guys had a tough time trying to chase him down. 

after around half an hour of chasing you finally cornered the villain on top of a tall building in the middle of the city that was still in construction. the ground was hard to walk on and somewhat unstable but you managed to find your balance. 

"alright, give it up, you've got nowhere to run now. 

"what he said, stop resisting and i won't blow your face off."

the villain's expression turned to fear as you started to close up on him. out of panic, he used his quirk. it was a small beam that didn't hurt at all. however, after a few seconds your body started to heat up, you looked over to katsuki and you could tell he was feeling the same. what was happening?

seeing the two of you struggling, the villain quickly left the scene but he had trouble moving around due to his surroundings. his movements were also somewhat impaired due to fatigue. it was most likely the aftereffect of his quirk which was why he was pretty reluctant in using it. 

the strange feeling in your chest wouldn't go away and your vision started to blur. next thing you know you woke up on top of the same building to see yourself lying next to you. was his quirk duplication? no it couldn't have been. you tried to stand up but felt the weight of some heavy armor dragging you down. you look down to see yourself wearing katsuki's hero costume and his gauntlet. still in awe, you heard a groan in your own voice next to you. 

"shit… wtf happened, y/n where are you where-" 

it didn't take long for your husband to find out what happened. 

the two of you have switched bodies.

you both tried to explain to the police who's who but it only ended in confusion. you went home with your husband after they put the two of you on break for "damaged mental" from the villain because the majority of the police thought you guys were crazy. 

there weren't any cases similar to body switching between heros before so the doctor said there's nothing that can be done other than attempting to wait off the effect. so there you were, in your husband's body, cooking dinner for the man while you saw your own body lazily sitting on the couch with your legs spread open watching the tv. 

life went as normal for the next two days, since you two were both males there weren't any problems whatsoever. however, one day a thought flew into your mind while taking a nap with katsuki. since he was the one who would usually top, now that you're in his body wouldn't it technically mean you get to top? 

physically you would be using your boyfriend's body to fuck yourself. but the thought of the all mighty bakugou katsuki taking his own dick, his bratty attitude, and lastly breaking him and making him fall apart by your touch aroused you in an indescribable way. you knew katsuki wouldn't agree to this due to his prideful personality so you had to take other measures to carry out your plan. 

you and kastuki had all sorts of toys laying around and you decided to give him a taste of his own medicine with them. while he wasn't looking you grabbed the vibrator, handcuffs, and blindfolds and put them all on the nightstand. now that everything is in place, all you have to do is wait to catch katsuki off guard tonight when he gets tired.

later tonight, after finishing dinner, katsuki was yet again sitting casually again on the couch watching tv, not giving a single care to the world. 

"heyy katsuki!"

"hm? yah?" 

"come with me for a second? i want to show you something!" you said with a sly grin on your face

katsuki didn't care enough to talk back, neither did he think this could lead to the ill intentions you had with him tonight. following you into the bedroom, you gestured katsuki to sit down on the bed. he obeyed although he began to have a suspicion of what you're about to do. using your new body, you abused katsuki's strong muscle and speed to restrain your own body with the handcuffs you prepare. there was no way for katuski to fight back in this situation because your body was simply not built enough to resist his. 

"h-huh? what are you doing dumbass…if you're joking s-stop it now, it's not funny." 

"oh i am very serious katsuki, now that i'm inside your body. i am going to fuck your brains out. i'm gonna thrust that bratty attitude of yours right out the window." 

hearing you say that, your husband looked away to avert his eyes while you heard a small gulp coming from his throat. you could tell he was nervous and that's exactly what you wanted. katsuki has never bottomed in his life before and he does plan on doing so either. 

finally having katsuki in your grasp, you decided to carry on with your plan. you put on the blindfold for him as he jolted in surprise. katsuki tried to get out of the handcuffs but later found his attempt futile. these were the toys he used for you too and he out of everyone should know it's impossible to get out of them. once your husband stopped moving you gentlt took off his pants, leaving him exposed wearing only your boxers with an erection under it.

"aww katsuki~ already hard and i haven't even done anything yet, maybe you're better off being the bottom hm?" you teased 

"s-shut up you shit head, just get on with it, whatever evil plan you have in store for tonight…"

"no need to rush katsuki" you said as you entered his asshole with 2 of your fingers, loosening him up for the vibrator. 

"we have the entire night."

you heard your own voice whimper as you explored more with your fingers. soon enough it was time to put the other toy in. your fingers left for a bit preparing the vibrator, leaving bakugou panting from the pleasure and clenching his hole around well, nothing. you turned on the vibrator and katsuki immediately noticed the familiar sound of what's in your hands. 

"o-oi y/n, don't put it in here, i-i won't be able to take it." 

"oh i'm sure you can~ you made me do it plenty of times, why can't the big and strong bakugou katsuki do it?"

without mercy, you put in the vibrator quickly and let the show play out. katsuki was moaning and groaning while you stroked your own cock enjoying the view. katuski's cock was bigger than yours and you weren't used to jacking off such a big dick but it was a nice first.

seeing a wet spot forming on katsuki's underwear, you knew he was ready to go. you took off katsuki's underwear to see the precum leaking from it, so much it looked like he was about to cum any second now. next, you took out the vibrator and started to spread some lube on your cock. you positioned yourself on top of the katsuki and teased his pink hole with your huge cock. 

"what do good boys say katsuki~?" 

"tch! i'm not saying it, y-you sadistic fuck."

you slapped katsuki's ass so loud that the neighbors probably could've heard you.

"i'm the one in control right now, you listen to what i say, understood?"

"f-fine, jesus christ! p-please y/n, put it inside me…" 

"that's a good boy…" 

after you fit ¾ of your cock in katsuki was already panting heavily trying to catch his breath. it reached his prostate you leaned down on his chest to bite on his nipples to make him feel even better. his hole clenched on your hole so tight you were barely able to move your cock around. you continued to make thrusts and sped them up each time. 

during your thrusts you suddenly felt the weird feeling when fighting the villain again. both you and bakugou's body started to burn up but it wasn't as painful as it was last time. next thing you know everything was pitch black. you felt a piece of black cloth on top of your eyes and a familiar size inside your ass. it didn't take you long to realize that you and bakugou finally switched back. 

you were glad to be back in your own body but why did it have to happen now?! out of all the times it could've happened this was no doubt the worst possible timing. you just teased the crap out of bakugou and now that he's in control again he can take his revenge right here, right now.

"oh? would you look at that…our bodies switched back…" you couldn't see katsuki say this but you could already tell the evil smile on his face. 

"k-katsuki i'm sorry, i didn't mean to tease you that hard i was just trying to have some fun y-y'know." you desperately tried to explain. 

"too late now baby boy… bad boys get punished for what they did. now… get ready, for the night of your fucking life." 

regret, nothing but regret. bakugou was already an aggressive person when it comes to sex, now that you pissed him off even more you weren't prepared for what he was about to do to you. 

without warning, katsuki pulled back his hips and thrusted into you harder than ever. you took his entire length right away and the full feeling in your ass was too overwhelming for you to handle. you started to blabber nonsense, unable to form words due to the pleasure. 

"c'mon baby… gotta speak up if you want me to understand you." bakugou said knowing damn well you can't talk back. 

incoherent moans and groans escaped from your mouth as you felt dry orgasms again and again from katsuki reaching your prostate. you were on the verge of passing out till you saw your husband's panting just as hard as you. you could tell he was very close as well. you tried your best to stay conscious and cum with your husbands. 

katsuki let out a loud moan as he cummed inside you. you reached your orgasm too cumming all over yourself. katsuki licked up the cum on your stomach as you slipped into sweet unconsciousness. he gave you a warm smile and patted your head as he took you into his arms and fell asleep with you. 

#bnha #bnha x m!reader #bnha x male reader #bnha x reader #bnha smut #bnha x male reader smut #boku no hero x reader #boku no hero x male reader #boku no hero x male reader smut #bnha x m!reader smut #bakugou #bakugou katsuki #bakugou x reader smut #bakugou x reader #bakugou x male reader #bakugou x male reader smut #bakugou x m!reader #bakugou x m!reader smut #bnha x reader smut #boku no hero x reader smut

[lunaastoir]

Hi! I really enjoy your writing so is it alright if i request xiao, diluc, childe with an idol s/o where one of their old stalkers come back or they just recently had a stalker in general but with how busy they were since they’re an idol they don’t even notice? And something bad happens (i cant think of anything</3) Thank you very much !!

hi anon!! a million apologies since this is so late but i hope you like the fic <3

there also aren’t any explicit details for anything bad happening - i briefly touched on subjects that you may not have control over, i hope that’s ok! 

warning (?): struggled a bit on this prompt so i apologize in advance if this isn’t my best work LMAOO

gn! reader

tw: hints of assault, slight angst, very light abuse if you squint

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xiao

now xiao is a very observant man but he's also extremely busy keeping liyue safe

he makes it a point to always come to your shows even if you don't actively see him bc he cares a lot abt you and he enjoys listening to your music ‼️

it's normal for him to sometimes get lost between his own world of demonslaying and the world he shares w you

so one night, he's hanging on the rafters of a house with the perfect view of your singing

everything goes smoothly, he sets his spear down while lightly swaying his head to the music

the concert ends and fans disperse after you say your farewells

a night like this is rare since for once, xiao can walk home w you back to the inn sweet boy really cleared out his schedule for you huh

you're unsurprised when you see him materialize next to you, opting to flash him a smile and a hello

his cheeks are lightly flushed as he crosses his arms before talking quietly about how well you did

he relishes in the wide smile you give him as a result of his praise and he lets the corners of his lips curve upwards slightly

the quiet bustle of the harbor seemed to slow down as the night grew longer

since this was a fairly large concert, you had boxes among boxes of equipment so xiao decided to make your life easier by quickly flying them to their appropriate locations

when he got back however, he was surprised to see you talking animatedly with someone

he didn't think anything was wrong until he saw the person trap you between the stage and words filtered into his ears

your back was painfully pressed against the stage wall as you defiantly met their gaze. after xiao had left, they had immediately come over to you: first introducing themselves as a fan and making amiable conversation, before divulging in personal details of your life that made your skin crawl. you weren’t helpless, you always had your weapon on hand regardless of whether you were performing or not. the way they pushed you against the wall however, made it near impossible to summon your sword should you need it. 

they leered down at you while balancing an arm against the wall next to your head. you had dealt with things like this before so you weren’t overly worried; you could defend yourself. you almost felt pity for the person in front of you as they asked for your number with a sadistic grin, disgusting words tumbling off of their lips. however, that was before you felt their cold fingers idly make their way to your stomach and you felt your breath hitch. oh no

the telltale sound of whooshing alerted you of xiao’s presence, and the press of the tip of his spear against their jugular brought you relief. 

“back away” he tightly growled while his golden eyes narrowed into slits. they stared at him in shock before holding their hands up and moving to step a foot away from you. 

“farther” he motioned with his spear before stepping in front of you as you attempted to collect yourself. 

“ok ok, i’m far away can you put your spear down now?” 

“no.” 

you mentally cursed as you watched the two of them glare at each other. this was supposed to be a carefree night but this unfortunate twist made the air thick with tension. you could feel the anger radiate off of xiao in waves and in an effort to deescalate the situation, you spoke. 

“i’m glad to meet such an...avid fan but i’m sorry the two of us must get going now” you hastily said before attempting to grab xiao’s hand and walk off past them. 

the next words had you halt your steps as they divulged their secret. 

words painted in careless arrogance with hints of violet overconfidence flew out of the person’s mouth - “judging from the weeks i’ve been following you, it didn’t seem like you had a boyfriend”

at the mere mention of prolonged stalking, xiao immediately lunged to pull you behind him. god, he didn’t kill mortals but he swore if he plunged his spear into this human being right here, no one would even blink twice considering how low of a person they were. 

“if i ever see you near them again, i will not hesitate to kill you. i won’t blink twice, i already have blood on my hands.” he ground out.

at the threat, the person grudgingly turned their back to you before leaving the two of you alone in the quiet harbor. 

you carefully reached a hand out to touch your boyfriend’s shoulder, but stopped after you saw the expression on his face. the mix of rage, sadness, and anguish imprinted his features as you watched his chest rapidly rise and fall - a result of his emotional battle. 

“i’m sorry i didn’t notice them before. i should’ve been paying more attention to you” he whispered before silently striding away from your grasp 

you knew that no matter how many reassurances you gave him about how, “it’s not your fault xiao, i didn’t notice them either” he would still blame himself. 

he was supposed to protect you right? so why couldn’t he sense the danger beforehand? what would’ve happened if he wasn’t there?

it’s still a learning process for him to realize that things happen, and he inevitably couldn’t be there to save you from everything. he needs time to understand and adjust. you’re willing to wait, patiently helping him through it. why? because love is worth it. 

god im sorry this ended up kinda sad whoops

diluc 

i swear everytime i say i’m a childe simp diluc kinda wrecks me

ahem anyways onto the hc!

he’s kinda never around but similar to xiao he will overwork himself to clear out an hour or two just to watch your concerts 

he’ll always stand off to the side too so if you tilt your head while you’re singing you can spy his red hair 

you always flash him the sweetest smile and this man blushes like CRAZY before quickly lifting his hand up to give you a thumbs up 

everyone watching the both of you like 😍😦

people think it’s the cutest thing i swear like c’mon the elusive “bachelor of mondstadt” being seen in public supporting you??? wow pls can we share him

he walks with you back to the winery, the entire time linking his hands with yours while gushing about your performance 

1939248/10 it’s literally the sweetest thing 

the next day however, adelinde brings you a pink letter addressed to you 

he doesn’t pry because it’s addressed to you and it’s your business but as the letters start coming by everyday, he starts to grow curious 

one day he straight up just asks you about it

“hey, you know those pink letters you keep getting? who are they from?”

you laugh slightly at his bashfulness and respond with a “just some overexcited fan” and he smiles before kissing your forehead 

he loves that people are noticing your talent 

loves it! until you get stalked by the same person who wrote you those letters while you were shopping!

diluc knows something’s wrong when you rush into angel’s share panicked after not returning his usual smile. 

“darling? are you ok?” he asks worriedly before quickly setting down the glass he was cleaning to move towards you. 

the widening of your eyes as you looked behind you at the sounds of someone else entering was all he needed to swiftly step in front of you, blocking their gaze of your face. 

the slightly panicked look in your eyes before you hurriedly whispered, “they’re following me” made diluc glance at them subtly out of the corner of his eye. he watched as they walked over to find a seat next to the bar, seemingly ready to order a drink. he quietly asked if you would like to sit in the room reserved for the employees, away from their prying eyes. your hasty nod was all the confirmation he needed for him to let you access the door behind him. 

the night went by fairly smoothly with kaeya’s usual teasing and venti’s usual begging for alcohol. diluc’s eyes narrowed however, when the person seemed to ask him questions regarding you. things like, “i heard you’re dating y/n... they’re amazing, how long have you been together?” and “do they live with you at dawn winery?” diluc answered these questions as short as he could, trying to convey with his body language that he truly did not want to talk to them. 

everything was going well until he made the mistake of leaving the bar unattended. he had briefly forgotten about your residence in the room behind him as his mind immediately gravitated to breaking up a brawl. when he returned, the half drunk glass of liquor combined with the person’s absence from their seat, caused sparks of worry to light up inside his chest. 

turning to the door, he knocked once. 

“is everything alright in there love?”

the sounds of things rustling about and the occasional muffled voice had him opening the door quickly. he saw you with your arm being held tightly in their grasp, your mouth muffled with their hand, while you strained against them by pulling at your arm. 

diluc immediately made his way over to you, quickly pulling your arm away before letting you enter into his embrace. 

“get out.” the venomous words clawed their way out of his throat as he looked at them with eyes that screamed hatred. his blood was boiling as his mind replayed the scene; your scared expression and their greedy eyes. 

diluc didn’t need to repeat himself twice as they ran out, trying not to trip over crates of wine. he made a mental note to find out who they were in order to make sure they never came near you ever again. 

he quickly looked down at your form, relaxing slightly at the sight of your tentative smile. “my knight in shining armor” you joked before softly nuzzling your head into his shoulder. the anger had yet to dissipate from his veins, and although he knew you were still shaken up, he was sure you would be fine. 

a pink letter placed on the table next to you caught his eye, and he made sure to quickly pocket it as he led you out, gently jesting with you about the “unnecessary amount of wine barrels in here, diluc this is a safety hazard!” 

he would deal with this person later. 

childe

ayo AYO ITS THE TOY SALESMAN

ok tbh he’s very rarely around so he unfortunately cannot make it to all of your shows 

dw tho, he will try his hardest to be there for the ones he’s in town for bc what is he if not your number one hype king??? 

ok kinda creepy! alert 

he’s tasked two of his subordinates to keep watch over you whenever he’s out of the harbor

it’s not anything creepy,,, he just gets extremely worried abt you and wants to make sure you’re safe 

sO when he gets a ransom note??? he’s understandably confused but also very much freaked out 

bc did they not know who he was??? the fact that they thought they could get away with holding you captive was quite honestly kind of funny to him 

very stressed and angry tho - hides it behind a facade of smiles but he’s raging 

takes him only a few hours to track you down bc he had everyone and i mean EVERYONE looking for you 

the note crunched in his hand as the harbinger made his way towards windrise. his pace was erratic, long legs rushing towards the small cave his agents had found. they were bordering the perimeter of the enclosure, careful to not alert you or your captor of their presence. childe’s subordinate head had calmly stated that childe need not come out to rescue you, the situation was under control and they could do it for him. however, childe’s sharp gaze along with his sickly sweet words of “thanks but no. i’m coming out to see this sorry asshole for myself” had the agent backing away apologizing. he wanted to see the look on this person’s face before he shoved their sorry ass into the abyss himself. 

as he reached the opening of the cave, he glanced over his shoulder at his head agent; a silent warning to keep the area sealed. his blue eyes glinted with a thirst for blood before making his way into the cave, sealing off the exit with his body. 

“well well, playing games with the love of my life are we?” 

his teasing words reached your ears as your eyes immediately found the face of your boyfriend. you weren’t horribly scared, just a little shaken up and sore from the bindings on your wrists. relief coursed through your body at the sight of him. you needn’t put in your plan of getting out of these bindings to fight your captor yourself anymore. 

childe’s eyes quickly scanned over your frame, making sure you weren’t hurt. at the state of you completely unharmed, the harbinger let his heart calm down slightly. you were completely ok. 

“wait a little longer, love? i promise this will be over soon”

the wink he sent you had you lightly rolling your eyes at his antics before he directed his attention back to your kidnapper. if your captor wasn’t scared before, they were certainly shaking in their boots now at the sight of childe’s twin hydro blades rotating playfully in his hands. 

“listen, all i want is the money-”

“and all i want is your head” 

your boyfriend smiled after cutting them off. the severity of the situation truly seemed to sink in at that moment before pleas of mercy fell from your captor’s lips, desperate to escape the bloodthirsty gaze of the harbinger. childe’s eyes flickered over to yours where you sat there, with your head ferociously shaking. a silent “no.” he sighed before swiftly bringing his arm up to hit your captor on the head, effectively knocking them out cold. 

his hands worked at the ropes holding you and he gingerly rubbed at your bruised wrists. you silently thanked the archons he could never say no to you. archons forbid what would've happened if you hadn’t said anything. while you were explaining what happened, the young man quickly scooped you up in his arms before walking out of the cave. 

you playfully hit his shoulder while muttering “drama queen” but you stopped when you saw his face morph into an expression of seriousness. you had informed him on the situation about your captor revealing themselves to be a recent stalker of yours, completely oblivious to the look of frustration on his face as he freed you from your bondages. 

“i was scared you know.” he quietly divulged. “i knew that it wasn’t anything extremely serious but i... i was still scared”

you swore as you looked at him in that moment, he had turned ten again. the youth of his face betraying his vulnerability. 

you quietly hummed before tangling your fingers in his hair. “i hope you know it wasn’t your fault. it wasn’t anyone’s fault. not even the two fatui agents who you sent to stalk me while you were away.”

he quietly laughed at that before mentally filing away a reminder for a lecture to those two agents in the near future. 

“i’m just glad you’re safe. i know you can save yourself but i’ll always be here. i still wish you would let me take care of your asshole kidnapper myself though.” he pouted jokingly. 

“i’m sure the millelith will lock them up for a long time.” you laughed sweetly. 

his usual smile reappeared at your antics. maybe he didn’t get to beat your captor up and do...much worse. however at the end of the day, your smile was still intact regardless of what happened. that’s all he wanted. 

#genshin impact #Genshin #xiao genshin impact #genshin x reader #xiao #xiao x reader #genshin xiao #diluc #diluc ragnvindr #genshin diluc #diluc x reader #genshin diluc x reader #diluc genshin impact #Childe #genshin impact childe #childe x reader #genshin childe #genshin childe x reader #genshin impact imagines #genshin impact scenarios #genshin impact headcanons #genshin x you #genshin x y/n

[soupbabe]

Monster Event Day 1: Ghost! Josuke Higashikata x Reader

Reader's family moves into the old Higashikata household and meets an uninvited guest.

Welcome to the first day of my monster lovin' event! A lot of these will not follow any canon plot and be in their own AUs :D

Over the summer your family moved into the quiet town of Morioh, Japan. Sure, the town had it's oddities, but overall everything was peaceful in Morioh.

Except for your new home.

Your parents told you about rumors of your home being haunted before the move; telling the tale of some poor teenage boy who fell ill and died in his own home, paired with some old newspapers from the town's library. Rumor has it that he still haunts the house. Yeah, the story was sad, but a haunting? Really? You merely shrugged it off and moved on with your day.

It wasn't until your first days at the house you started having odd experiences. Everytime you entered the home, chills seemed to follow you. The sensation of feeling watched increased no matter where you were on the property. When you told your friend Okuyasu, he only laughed it off. "I told you that ghost guy is real! From what I know from horror movies, you're getting haunted too! You're just missing one of those threatening broken mirrors, Y/n."

Queue your adrenaline rushing when you hear the sound of your mirror shattering in the middle of the night.

You quickly turn on your bedside lamp to find a strange man with a pompadour by your TV, the soundtrack of a racing game is playing in the background. "Oh shit! I'm so sorry! Rage quit...y'know?" You had no words. He looked errily similar to the teenage ghost your parents described to you. Josuke only felt worse with your silence. "I-I can fix it no problem! Trust me it's like a ghost power that I have!" To demonstrate he walked- no more like hovered to your mirror and punched it, effectively reverting it to pristine condition.

You finally processed everything. Your eyes were wide, staring intently as the stranger sat back down by the TV. He listened to you ramble out your thoughts about the situation, being patient whenever you stumbled over your words. Josuke wasn't even paying attention to your obvious panic, he was just thinking about how he's finally got a better look at you now he can show himself. In all honesty, when he saw you for the first time he was taken away. He's had a variety of people come in and out of his home, but it's the first time Josuke ever had ever seen, in his words, a "babe" like you.

He had to hold back a small laugh at your first instinct when seeing an apparition: getting any hair out of your face (or put away if necessary.) He even smiled at the fact that you took the situation a lot better than a lot of past residents. He never liked the ones who screamed and immediately tried to harm him, although it's a rational thing to do. They always ended up insulting his hair..and that would always end up with them being chased out of the house with an angry spirit telling them to never return.

Josuke got cut out of his train of thought when a pillow went through him. "Huh?-" "Are you even listening? I asked why are you stalking me!" In this moment Josuke was glad he no longer had blood coursing through his veins. You would've seen Josuke's flushed cheeks at the realization that he got caught thinking about you. "I'm so sorry about that..! I always check out the families that come in and out of here and I just noticed that we have a lot in common, but I didn't anticipate that we'd meet so soon..."

Now you were the one observing the other. Josuke rubbed the back of his neck as he was the one to begin rambling, trying to reassure you he wasn't some random creep; it was kind of amusing in a way. After taking a better look at him, you wouldn't deny that he was attractive. He looked just as alive as the old newspaper clippings your mother showed you when telling you about his story. The only thing that could tell you the truth about him was his sunken eyes and how he appeared to be glowing in the light, transparent like a hologram.

You carefully got up and sat on the floor closer to Josuke, effectively cutting him off. "I get it, you're sorry..why don't we just start over?" His smile went wide and nodded. "My name is Josuke Higashikata, what's yours?" He held out his hand, trying his hardest to remember those lessons his mother made him learn whenever she had guests over.

You took his hand- which was a strange sensation in itself. It felt cold and it surprised you that you didn't phase through him. But it wasn't exactly solid either. It was an in between that matched his situation. "Uh- I'm Y/n. It's nice to meet you Josuke." You gave him a small smile that made his heart beat for the first time in years. It wasn't too long until you saw the sun rise and Josuke disappeared for the day, the familiar chill still lingering in your room never seemed to leave.

You still had your guard up around him after that; this is the same ghost that has been giving you goosebumps ever since you moved in, after all. But he left you with a smile on your face and a warmness in your chest.

#monster lovin month #josuke higashikata x reader #josuke x reader #josuke higashikata #jjba #jojo's bizarre adventure #diamond is unbreakable #ghost x reader #monster x reader

[jello-in-my-bello]

It’s time that we had a real conversation about Aang...

For the main character of a television series, Aang somehow almost always finds himself under-rated and dismissed in fans’ posts. You see all these posts and, when they do reference him, it’s usually accompanied by the phrases “immature” and “12-year-old boy.” I mean honestly, in some ATLA fans posts, it seems as if Aang’s name is almost synonymous with the word immaturity--and it’s been that way for years. I’ve always wondered why people discredited him. Was it because they saw his age and immediately ruled him out? Is it an excuse for Katara and Aang to have never happened? Was calling him the most immature character a way to bring up their favorite characters? Or did they simply get conditioned to think Aang was immature because everyone just... said he was? Well, I think Aang’s the most mature character (from start to finish) on the show, and Imma tell you why. 

I think that Book 1 Aang is the Aang that everyone has stuck in their head. We get introduced to Aang in a strange way: he’s a boy frozen in an iceberg, and the first thing he asks is to go penguin sledding. Then he boldly explores a fire navy ship after being told it might not be a great idea. This kid’s kinda stupid, we think. Why does he care about penguin sledding? Why does he explore something he is told not to? Then he stops at Kyoshi Island to ride the Unagi, then he stops at Omashu to ride the delivery service, and then he lets the gang stop at other locations—having mini adventures—without worrying about learning waterbending on any sort of timeline. Why does he choose to explore all these different places at first rather than master the four elements? Doesn’t he even care about being the Avatar? Ah... that’s right. He’s only 12. 

Except surmising his entire maturity (or lack thereof) to the fact that he stops for these adventures means that you are ignoring one glaring detail of the show: Airbender and nomad culture. Aang asking Katara to go penguin sledding instead of what year it was and taking his friends to all those random stops in B1 so that he can explore can not be chalked up to immaturity. Because then you are ignoring an entire culture. We don’t get to see a lot of airbenders, and I think that plays into the problem, but from what we do know, we learn that a critical part of their culture is that they travel. A lot. And experience different cultures. A lot. Think about all the different places he’s referenced going to 100 years ago in the series. Then think about all the friends he’s talked about having in these obscure places—and it always sounded like he visited them more than once. Traveling, experiencing different cities, and meeting new people was a part of him and a part of his culture. He wasn’t being a 12-year-old when he stopped to ride the Unagi or the delivery shoots in Omashu, he was being an air nomad

On a similar note, one of Aang’s most notable traits is saying, “Hey, check this out,” excitedly while doing some air bending trick that seems juvenile--like spinning marbles around or doing an air scooter.  People look at him doing this and his previously mentioned traits and go, “Oh, what a kid.” But here’s the thing: we can’t roll our eyes at his persistent need to show people marbles floating in the air or his air scooter. In the episode “Southern Air Temple,” we see Monk Gyatso—an extremely old, wise air bender—throwing cakes on other monks’ heads, and then we’re told throughout the series that Airbenders were known for their playful nature. Airbenders didn’t use their bending the same way other benders do. For example, Waterbenders might show off their skills by creating a giant wave and being like, “Look how cool!” (See: Katara, like every time she learns a new move.) We know Airbenders have some pretty powerful moves--we’ve seen the tornado Aang created, the air body imprint of Aang that slammed Zuko back--but they don’t show off those moves because they’re so combative and not so fun. They show off the good-natured side of air bending (ex: Gyasto’s staff surfing when he was a child).  So those marble/air scooter tricks can’t be watered down to 12-year-old immaturity. Because he’s not being a kid when he does those things, he’s being an Airbender. People also tend to look over the fact that he is a survivor of a genocide. You need to keep in mind that he is a living relic and the only example left of what his race was. So even later in the series when he continues to show people those tricks, he’s showing them not just for fun, but to keep his culture alive. And what do you think he’s going to show them: a tornado with random objects flying around in it or two marbles flying in his hands? Which is a better representation of Airbender culture?

Also, do not forget that Aang earned his arrows. Airbenders are not just regular benders; they are known for being especially enlightened. You don’t just need to be a master at airbending to get your arrows—you also need to be a master at their culture. Aang was an enlightened boi. Look at all the speeches that he gave as the series continued. He didn’t just magically become wise in the course of a few months because he had to fight the Firelord, he just tapped into what was always there and never showed. The maturity was always there, and the receipts are in the arrows. 

So, I’ve gone over why he’s not as immature as everyone thinks, but why do I think he’s the most mature on the show? It’s because his emotional maturity is freaking through the roof. He’s part of a genocide, his culture is mocked, the few things—his clothing and glider—that he had left from his home were completely destroyed, and he had to do something that severely went against what he believes in. And he almost never loses his shit. In fact, we only ever see him get actually upset (we’re not counting the Avatar state cause that’s a whole different thing) 3 times in the series: when he was telling Katara about how the monks wanted to take him away from Gyatso, the episode when Appa was stolen, and when he was explaining that no one understands the position he is in (in terms of killing Ozai). Think about how much we saw everyone else freak out over the course of the show? About even smaller things.

Katara and Zuko are generally accepted as the two most mature characters of the series. But why? Zuko is continuously snapping at everyone, and, yes, he matured. But he is not completely there yet. He still somewhat believes in revenge (See: Southern Raiders), and it’s only at the last episode of the series that he understands violence is not the answer. And Katara? She acts very mature towards everyone else, but when it comes to her own emotions? She’s a whole basket full of mess. (See: Southern Raiders, again. Or anytime she uses anger as her way to show she’s “passionate.”) A good way to showcase the difference between Aang and these two is realizing that all of them lost a parent from the war and analyzing at how they handled it. (For Zuko let’s focus on the idea that he never really had a father) Katara lost her mother, Zuko his father, and Aang his father, Gyatso. Throughout the series, losing their parent was a huge topic point for both Katara and Zuko so much so that it was as if they thought no one else had ever suffered. (Katara, we see you telling Sokka that he didn’t love your mom the same). Aang, however, acknowledges his pain, tells stories of Gyatso and uses him as an example of what he wants to live up to— eventually coming full circle at the end wearing Gyatso’s beads and an identical outfit. I can’t imagine a more mature way to handle what happened than that.

Basically, what I’m trying to say is, maturity isn’t based on how you have fun, it’s based on how you react to hard situations. And nobody, nobody reacted better in those situations than Aang. So if you watched Avatar and thought it was a story about a young boy maturing, then you misjudged. It wasn’t a story about an immature boy growing up. It was a story of an Airbender becoming an avatar. 

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✄・・・ Feathery Ink [Karasuno Manager Series]

➜ Pairing: Karasuno x Manager! Reader

➜ Warning: none

➜ Notes: This is a separate series from Crisp Leaves. Similar to Crisp Leaves, manager in this story will be portrayed as a girl. She will be tall. This is just my appreciation towards tall girls, you guys are amazing.

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Last day of summer training camp is here!

For the first time, you’re kind of reluctant rising from the warm and comfortable futon you slept on. However, once you’re mind began to work and realizing yourself that you’re still in the training camp, you jolted awake almost instantly–removing the blanket and began tidying up.

Gathering your facewash and toothbrush to freshen up, you found yourself yawning in between–it’s not just you fortunately, because Yachi did the same.

“I’m sure you’re pretty tired, Hitoka-chan, [Name]-chan,” Shimizu giggled at both of you. “Are you two okay?”

“Yes! We’re sorry!” Yachi was quick to apologize for the both of you.

“Today’s the last day, so let’s do our best.”

“Right!” this time, you’re the one who answered her.

Yachi said she was going on ahead, and that left you still tidying up–you’re thinking of just packed everything because in the evening, you’re already be on your way back to Miyagi. That and Takeda-sensei informed the managers about something so you would have no time to pack freely. After you finished everything, you finally could freshen up and start the day.

Descending downstairs towards the women’s bathroom, you bumped into Kageyama who went to fetch on something he left behind.

“Oh, Kageyama-kun, morning.” You greeted.

“Morning, [Name]-san.” He replied with a nod.

“You seemed energetic, weren’t you practicing with Hitoka-chan the night before?”

“Oh, about that,” you could see the excitement glittering from his eyes, he definitely had good news to present because for the past few days the boy was frustrated. “The tosses finally worked. Coach Ukai gave me some directions and it worked.”

“Really? That’s great!” the excitement was infectious, alright. You knew Kageyama had been working extremely hard to make it successful and after days of failure, he finally nailed it–you were incredibly happy for him. “I can’t wait to see it!”

“If that dumbass could keep up that is,” the raven-haired boy them grumbled underneath his breath.

“Don’t worry, Shoyo-kun changed,” you assured him. “Him, you, and the whole team too. Even Tsukishima-kun. That’s why I can’t wait to see this new Karasuno and the new quick.”

“We will make that quick happen,” Kageyama stated without hesitation. “Because we want to go to the nationals.”

You smiled at him. “I have no doubt.”

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“Uhm, not to be offensive, but,” you found your shoulders shook violently from you tried your best to withstand the urge to burst out laughing and rolling on the floor–it practically costed you your whole will to hold it. “Why are you drooling, Kageyama-kun?”

Yachi watched from the sidelines–you approached Kageyama to gave him his water bottle and from whatever you’re talking about with him, he seemed to be extremely embarrassed. Then the raved-haired boy proceeded to lean closer and whispered something beside your ear–which made Yachi squeaked.

“[Name]-chan and Kageyama-kun is quite close these days, right?” Shimizu suddenly said.

“Yes,” Yachi answered almost immediately. “[Name]-chan said Kageyama-kun asked for her advices and Kageyama-kun usually walked her home after club when it’s too dark.”

“Do you think something else happened between them?” Yachi couldn’t help but feeling fire engulfed her face instantly from Shimizu’s (not-serious) speculation.

“WHA-NO-HEEE!?”

“I’m just kidding, Hitoka-chan!” still, Shimizu pretty much enjoyed the extremely flustered girl’s reaction. “Oh, [Name]-chan, what did you talk about with Kageyama-kun?”

After distributing half of the water bottles, you jogged back to where Yachi and Shimizu stood. You tilted your head before snickering underneath your breath and answered. “He asked something about barbeque this afternoon.”

“How did he know!?” Yachi yelped because mainly the info was shared only between the coaches, who arranged the whole thing, and the managers, who’s in charge to prepare all the ingredients.

“Sawamura probably accidently eavesdropping the coach,” Shimizu pointed out, smiling. “By the way, Hitoka-chan shouldn’t you give the other half away?”

“I-I’M SORRY!!”

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Final match for Karasuno was against Fukurodani–even from all the losses, the boys were still in high-spirits thanks to Sawamura’s short speech. You knew they wouldn’t be disappointed even though they loss so many matches because now they earned several new weapons for the preliminaries.

Through the match, you understood how Fukurodani is called a powerhouse–the players are skilled and knew the opportunities to score even when their receives a bit off. That and Akaashi truly lived up to his name as a setter in the line-up. Also, Bokuto’s insane angle of spikes were sights to see every time.

“That’s an insane cut shot,” Sugawara commented which made Yachi looked at him questioningly, thankfully Shimizu was ready with an explanation.

“Hitting at a sharp angle against three blockers is really tricky. It can be hard on your shoulders if they’re not flexible, too.”

“[Name]-chan, [Name]-chan! Did you see that!? Did you see my awesome cut shot!?” Bokuto called out way from the other side of the court, looking at you expectantly after he pulled-off the move. You glanced towards Sawamura in search of his approval to reply to the excited owl-captain, to which he nodded.

“I saw it!” You replied with a smile. “It’s amazing, Bokuto-san! Do you think you could hit like that again?”

“ANYTHING FOR [NAME]-CHAN!!”

You almost laughed at Akaashi’s look of disapproval, both at you and the owl captain and clearly sent the ‘don’t encourage him’ message to you indirectly. Surely, today’s match was filled with many surprises–Hinata’s feint attack, Kageyama’s unexpected dump, and even the one you’ve been waiting for; Hinata and Kageyama’s new quick. Both you and Yachi instantly screamed in pure glee–hugging each other in excitement.

“You did it! You did it!” Yachi even cheered and jumping. “Nice kill, Hinata! Kageyama-kun!”

“Nice toss, Kageyama-kun! Nice kill, Shoyo-kun! You two are amazing!” You added, grinning widely–the two have been practicing hard for three weeks, and those three weeks of cold-shoulder towards each other too. It was putting quite a strain but now, the two were finally back in action.

The two thrusted their fists to you and Yachi in reply–you two were probably the happiest ever currently.

And the excitement only lasts for a few minutes because they nailed it one time, but not so for another. Probably just luck, still it’s happiness though–they needed to practice more, however it wouldn’t be a problem for the two.

This also could be count as Karasuno’s lucky day–Nishinoya and Azumane’s back attack pulled off perfectly although it’s still out. The libero, of course, was very much frustrated. The synchro-attack worked and you swore Tanaka was crying out of happiness and relief because he could score comfortably.

“Tanaka-san, nice kill!” you cheered, which made him perked up and then laughing in victory.

“Thanks, [Name]-chan!”

From all the matches you’ve watched, Karasuno clearly made a difference in this one–they’re in their top shape. When the score reached 18 for either team, a technical timeout was commenced. Both you and Yachi immediately worked on distributing water bottles and towels.

“Good work, Tanaka-san, Nishinoya-san!” you said, handing them their water bottles.

“Ryu!” Nishinoya suddenly gripped his chest tightly. “Our manager just praises us!”

“I’m feeling blessed, Noya-san!” Tanaka replied, mimicking the libero–and here you thought the heat maybe started getting into them. You panicked for absolutely no reason and then decided to excuse yourself.

“Good work today, Tsukishima-kun,” Tsukishima nodded and muttered a thank you in reply, taking the water bottle from your hand.

“…Is there a way to make your finger stays in place while doing one-touch?” now you’re surprised because he made an attempt to ask first, however you didn’t let it show because you knew how it would piss him off.

“You could tape it to made it stiff enough to receive one-touch,” you suggested in the end. The taller boy hummed in reply before giving you the water bottle back so he could return to the match.

The next match wasn’t going well–for the other team that is. You noticed how Bokuto seemed to be agitated and rash with his moves–he almost hit his teammate with his serve, demanding tosses from Akaashi, and finally, third time’s the charm, when he failed scoring from hitting the net instead. Another score for Karasuno, who managed to turn the match to their favor for the leading score of 20.

“W-was that a block?” Yachi questioned.

“No…” Shimizu replied, rather taken aback by the event. “It didn’t seem to make it over the net, so it was spike miss,”

“Bokuto-san, I mean #4’s movement is also unnatural,” you commented, making the two managers turned to look at you. “He’s been rushing things and has been on the edge ever since the time-out.”

“Now that you’re talking about it…” Shimizu nodded in agreement.

“Akaashi, don’t toss to me anymore!” Bokuto exclaimed, which sounded extremely out of place in the middle of a volley match. Sure, it not only confuses you but your whole team even Coach Ukai and Takeda-sensei.

“Do you know about this, [Name]-chan?” Yachi asked and you shook your head immediately.

“No, this is the first time I’ve seen Bokuto-san acts like that,” you answered. “And it looks like the team’s already used to this.”

True to your words, the team played like usual as if nothing happened–Bokuto only stared and follow the ball dazedly while the other working to attack and defend. What’s more amazing, with the lack of Bokuto’s participating they’re just as strong–something you would expect from a powerhouse school.

It caught your team off guard for a bit, however on the other hand, Tsukishima also wasn’t fazed a bit–could be seen from how he managed to shut out an incoming spike from #7. If Karasuno scored another, it would be deuce and a chance to turn the tables.

“Nice block, Tsukishima-kun!” you exclaimed, earning a glance and nod from the said boy.

When Asahi went for a usual serve rather than jump-serve, you understood he didn’t want to mess up their chance at winning. Fukurodani’s libero received in cleanly and Akaashi immediately went for a high-toss. Noticing how Tsukishima rushed towards the left, you knew your team lowered their guard.

“The left! Don’t let it open!” you yelled almost instinctively. Yachi’s soul jumped out of her body from your sudden loud voice, even Coach Ukai and Takeda-sensei was taken aback for a few seconds. Bokuto blew the blocker away because they’re only 1.5 block, it’s not even enough to had a one-touch. He killed it with a straight shot down the court and Fukurodani won with two points leading.

Disappointment flared in your team–from the ones on the court, the ones watching from the sidelines, even Takeda-sensei. Coach Ukai could only sigh, Shimizu resumed with her notes, and Yachi felt her shoulders slumped. You smiled bitterly at the turn out events.

“Whoo! Ace!”

“You’re so cool!”

“Nothing beats the ace in the end!”

Fukurodani’s team members started throwing compliments and it made you blinked in confusion–moreover, Kaori and Yukie even jumped in to join.

“Birds of prey!”

“Your hair’s like a great-horned owl!”

Was that supposed to be a compliment…?

“Otohaku-san…!” the call was in a form of a hissed whisper and unexpectedly came from Akaashi himself. The message he sent to you was clear, ‘please, help us this time’–you replied indirectly with pointing to yourself with a look of disbelief present on your face.

‘Me!? What should I say!?’

‘Anything. Just praise him.’

Probably taking a bit pity for the setter, Sawamura nodded to your direction and gave you a smile of reassurance. You wanted to cry from how compassionate he’s being–bless his beautiful soul. That and the look of doneness and a little pleading from Fukurodani’s team was extremely hard to reject.

“Y-You’re amazing! Nothing less from top ace of Japan!” You wanted to slap yourself from the poor excuse of praise. Thankfully it seemed to work magic because Bokuto was instantly revived back to his cheerful and boisterous persona.

“I’m the best afterall!!” he cheered, laughing in victory. “Hey, hey, hey!”

Meanwhile, Akaashi took his sweet time to get off the court to fetch his drink and towel. Although, he did give you slight a bow of gratefulness. In the end, it’s losses all the way for Karasuno, however they acquired several weapons to fight on the national court–it’s not overall a loss because they also gained something new in exchange.

“[Name]-chan! I’m the best, right!?”

“You sure are, Bokuto-san.”

“Stop bothering Otohaku-san, Bokuto-san.”

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