#i swear i always draw them listening to music

[rvnsui]

THEY'RE LISTENING TO ASWE!!!!

#dr stone #ryukasa #tsukasui #my usual agenda of combining two of my interests together : oneus/dcst #LISTEN TO A SONG WRITTEN EASILY NOW! (thunder rumbles in the background) #i swear i always draw them listening to music

[inf3ct3dd]

ellie headcanons pt.5!!!

warnings: nada

content: loser!ellie x reader headcanons

authors note : ellie dug a hole into my skull and moved in

⁃ against bags for no reason. like her pockets are constantly full of things. random receipts, money, headphones, EVERYTHING. she takes her pants of and they jingle cuz they're filled with COINS.

⁃ knows how to do a back bridge and just HAS to let everyone know. you're watching tv and she's just on the floor like "look"

⁃ i feel like shes the type of person to just start fully eating an orange in the middle of class. like ur listening to the teacher talk and you're just hit by the most aggressive wave of CITRUS from behind you

⁃ constantly fighting the air... like she's just in the kitchen punching and kicking at NOTHING just because. she's always coming up to you and like take punching you and doing her own sound effects like “PWAH PWAH WAM WAPOW"

⁃ jar hoarder 😞😞 every time you buy anything that comes in a jar she's keeping it. literally won't let you throw them away!!! you guys don't even have cups anymore, its just jars and mugs.

⁃ speaking of mugs, ellie has just as many stupid mugs as she does stupid tshirts. absolutely has a lot of garfield mugs be she LOVES GARFEILD

- would buy a dry-erase board for your fridge and leave u little notes and drawings

⁃ "Every single time I see you, I become horny like a triceratops" with a little drawing of a triceratops"

⁃ breaks into incoherent ramblings when shes sleepy... like insane hypotheticals

"what if our bed just completely exploded right now"

⁃ whenever ur on facetime and it gets quiet she just breaks out into song. not even like good, trying singing but BAD SINGING.

⁃ she does that whenever it's quiet !!!

⁃ is listening to music CONSTANTLY. her headphones are actually attached to her ears like all DAY she's listening to something.

⁃ HATES THE BIG LIGHT (iykyk) she lives for low/ natural lighting definitely has so many lamps and led lights

⁃ can never sit normal.... like she is not beating the gay ppl sitting weird allegations she sits so ODD

⁃ will spend literal hours in the pool. doing flips, pretending to be a mermaid, 'making up' her own tricks, she lives for it & !!!

⁃ refuses to dress right for the weather. it'll be like 90° outside and shes in a whole hoodie and jeans.

⁃ has the WEIRDEST subway order. probably puts banana peppers on her shit 😭😭 she swears its the best thing ever

⁃ love's campy comedy movies, esp lesbian ones and horror movies (but im a cheerleader, bottoms, scary movie, etc) also def loves coming of age movies

⁃ has a letterbox account and makes extremely thought provoking reviews

literally her

⁃ always taking candids of you, and they're literally her favorite pictures

⁃ every time she sees two things next to eachother she's like "oh my god it's literally us!!"

⁃ one time she crashed her car and it literally fully flipped over and she just crawled out of the trunk and called you like "you would NOT believe what just happened to me."

- absolutely a waffles girl she needs the texture she likes the CRUNCH

⁃ but like she also loves bacon pancakes. like she's obsessed w adventure time and she makes bacon pancakes ALL THE TIME and she sings the song while she makes them

- eats trail mix like all day....she buys the giant jars and you make fun of her cuz she "likes eating nuts"

⁃ the most secret swifty ever. like she refuses to let it be known but she fully sobbed when she listened to folklore for the first time

⁃ obsessed w those baby sensory videos. like she will literally be entertained for hours

⁃ LOVES the lego movies, esp lego batman

⁃ the MOST honest shit talker ever like you'll be like "yeah she's just a really bad person" and she'd be like "she's also like disgustingly hideous...

⁃ her search history isn’t even weird or gross its just…random. like she’s definitely googled “how do cotton candy machines work” before

⁃ family guy enjoyer.....

⁃ her cf story is like insanely long n its filled w random memes she reposts and insane ramblings

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#ellie williams x reader #loser!ellie #ellie x reader #ellie x y/n #ellie tlou #ellie the last of us #ellie williams x you #ellie williams tlou #tlou part 2 #tlou fic #tlou headcanons

[thehighladywrites]

Beneath their smiles

ft. Rhysand

SUMMARY: You find out your friends used you for status, leaving you heartbroken. Rhysand is here for you<3

warnings: swearing, hurt, comfort,fluff, shitty friends, nice revenge.

A/N: Kind of a personal one for me, I used to have shitty friends like this so this was really satisfying to write😋

banners: @cafekitsune

There was nothing in the world that Rhys hated more than seeing you upset.

What could have possibly made his sweet darling this upset? You were sitting in his lap, nuzzling your face into the crook of his neck. He had one hand supporting your back while the other was drawing soothing circles. You were crying your eyes out, hiccuping, not even managing to talk properly between sobs when he asked what had happened to you.

You sat there for hours, listening to him whisper calming words of love and support. Finally, you looked up to him and the sight broke his heart.

After your crying session, your eyes were bloodshot, puffy, and swollen. Dried tear streaks ran down your face, making you look utterly drained, vulnerable, and sad. His protective instincts upon seeing his mate in such a vulnerable state were going crazy. It made him start making plans to confront whatever or whoever had made his mate cry so much. But Rhysand didn’t push you to speak if you weren’t ready. He knew you’d tell them whenever you were.

You took a steadying breath and spilled everything that had happened before your eyes started to blur again.

"Rhysie, I had the most horrible day ever. My friends completely cut me off for no good reason. They all made secret plans to catch up, and I saw them in front of me, laughing and huddled together. I so so badly wanted to go up to them, but when I got closer, I overheard them say that they weren't going to include me in their plans. They also whispered that I was a burden to you, and that a low-born nobody like me was only useful when getting invited to balls and parties – that our friendship was just a charade for their own amusement. They'd pretended to be my friends, but in reality, I was nothing more than a pawn in their game of social climbing. So, it turns out they were never truly friends; they were just using me for access to the stupid parties they craved. I feel so foolish,Rhys. They always chattered about parties and festivals, but I thought they enjoyed my company. “

He kissed your temple and let you silently cry on his shoulder again. He masked any anger he had, because it wasn’t about his revenge now, it was about comforting you.

“Oh, my sweet darling, I’m so sorry you had to go through that. You deserve real friends who appreciate you for who you are, not just for the parties you can provide. You’re such a kind and wonderful person, and this experience with those vermins doesn’t define your worth at all. We’ll get through this together, my love. I promise you’ll find new, genuine friends who will value you for the amazing person you are, and who will see your kind heart and genuine soul. Remember that I’m always here for you, and I love you so much, okay? If you want to, we can banish them.”

You give him a tired smile and let out a sigh of comfort at the feel of love he sends through the bond. He gives you a sweet, loving kiss as he carries you to bed, tucking you to lay with one arm on his chest as you tucked your face in the crook of his neck. He had an arm protectively slung around your waist, keeping you as close as possible.

” Thanks Rhysie, m’so happy to have you forever. I love you s’much. But that’s not necessary, I have something better in mind. “

“ Of course darling, I love you too, can’t wait to hear about this diabolical plan my baby has planned. “

You let out a genuine laugh, and he gives you a last kiss before he pulls you closer. He runs his hands through your hair, as he always does whenever you’re upset, lulling you to a comforting sleep.

- - -

The night was beautiful, millions of starts decorated the dark sky, and the music filled the air. You and Rhysand were hosting an exquisite starfall party in your home. It was a celebration that enhanced the beauty of Velaris. A perfect night for some payback.

As the guests were flown up to The House of Wind, elegant guests in shimmering attire began to mingle with eachother. Among them was all of your friends and family from other courts, like Helion, Kallias and Vivienne, Thesan, Tarquin and so many more joined to celebrate.

Suddenly, at the edge of the entrance, your oblivious friends huddled together ready to dance the night away. Their faces masked with false smiles and ill intentions. They attempted to join the festivities, whispering and snickering, oblivious to the icy glares they received from your inner circle who knew of their betrayal.

However, the sentries, loyal to Rhysand, stood firm. As your friends approached, the guards blocked their path, not allowing them a step further.

"Sorry, but you can't enter," Declan, one of the sentries declared, his voice carrying authority.

Your friends exchanged bewildered glances, their arrogance suddenly shattered by reality. They had always been invites to the High Lords party, what the hell was going on?

"What do you mean?" one of them demanded, her voice tinged with false innocence. "We were invited."

The sentry raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. " We have specific orders to not let you in. In fact if you don’t move, I’ll throw all of you in a holding cell for the night. Move along. ”

Seeing the High Lord's sentinel not wavering their stance, the mean friends grew flustered. They attempted to argue, to demand, to manipulate. But Velaris, under the rule of Rhysand, had no place for those who betrayed and used others for personal gain. Especially not his perfect mate. No, they weren’t ever going to hurt you again.

” I think there has been a mistake. Do you know how we are? We’re friends with the Lady of night, and we’re always invited. So let us speak to Y/N she’ll know who we are. ”

Tired of seeing their pathetic attempts, you drag Rhysand over to them to resolve the situation. But before you can say anything, Rhysand speaks up as he looks at them with disgust and wrath.

"Your actions towards my mate and your Lady are disgraceful. It's clear you've treated her with cruelty and deceit. You've shown a complete lack of respect and compassion. In my city, I value loyalty and kindness, qualities you so clearly lack. Know that I won't tolerate any more harm coming her way, because if any of harrass my mate again, I’ll see to it that it’s the last thing you do.

You’ve been asked to leave once, and you won’t be asked again. This is a night of celebration and unity, not a place for your pathetic attempt at deception. Your presence here is unwelcome, and I will not tolerate any disruption. It’s in your best interest to leave now, before Declan makes good on his word. ”

You look to him with a small smile and say into his mind,

” Thank you honey, I don’t know if I would’ve had the strenght to say all that. I love you so much. ”

” I love you too, but don’t thank me darling, there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you. ”

Defeated and stunned your now former friends were left with no choice but to retreat, their faces flushed with embarrassment and anger as they slinked away from the entrance, watched by the crowd.

Observing the whole scene you both couldn't help but smile as he tightened his hold on you. He had protected his mate and ensured that the party remained a celebration of true friendships, leaving no room for something other than that.

#rhys acotar #rhysand #rhysand x reader #acotar

[number-onekidqueen]

Hey!!!

Could you please do Luke x Goth!fem!reader where they are dating secretly, and Luke finds out she’s getting bullied for how she dresses he decides to confront the bullies and put them in their place 

𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

Luke Castellan x goth!Hades!reader

apologies for the awkward spacing, my laptop is going through some glitch 😭

angsty fluff

warnings: bullying, verbal abuse ig, a few swear words, Stacey is a cliche warning, mentions sexual themes

"You don’t like it, do you?”

He shook his head insistently. You laughed.

“No, I think it’s cool, I just don’t listen to this kind of stuff. It’s new to me.”

You and Luke were sat on your bed in Hades cabin, listening to a cassette you had snuck in this summer.

It was actually how your mum had bonded with Hades. She always told the story of how she had been walking home from a shift, listening to her favourite album on her Walkman, completely lost in the bass and cacophony of drums, unaware of her surroundings. Too late she had noticed a drunk driver swerving towards her. And then a man had come out of the gloom, drawing her safely away by clutching her cassette tape and headphone wires. She’d been at a loss for words, and he’d simply walked away.

He’d met her the next night, returning her Walkman with praise for her music choice. And every night later he’d appear somewhere along their journey, and they’d converse about music and fall in love.

That very album was what you were listening to at the moment. And from the look in his face, it certainly wouldn’t be making its way onto Luke's playlist very soon.

“I know it’s loud, I get it,” you reassured, “I guess I just love the…. Passion.” You didn’t see while you were rambling, but the look Luke gave you then could only be described as adoring. He loved when you ranted like this. “These artists, they’re pouring their heart and soul into everything. Every word they scream, and string they play, they’re giving their best performance to do so. I find it so amazing.”

The sad thing was, not many people shared your view on that, which led to the predicament you were in.

Well, it wasn’t just the music. It was probably the way you dressed too.

Regardless of your explanations, people were always going to stare at your black shorts, choker and smoky eyes. They would always whisper ‘goth girl’ as if it was a swear word.

But you never thought they would be quite so mean. Come on, you were one of them, right?

Wrong, apparently.

"Hey, emo, anyone die lately, or just your style sense?"

This particular jab came from Stacey, an Aphrodite girl who just seemed to loathe you, and was your polar opposite with her glowy make up, tight camp tee and cropped shorts.

Usually you ignored them. Sure, some of their comments were mean, and sometimes you could hear them when you looked in the mirror, when you applied your mascara, when you lay in bed in the darkness. But today, you were done. You were so sick of Stacey sniping and sneering at you. You were going to bite back.

"I didn't realise dressing for men was considered style, but if so, then sure."

There was silence as she gasped at your comment, looking at her friends in shock and for support. She scowled then, and chewed her gum obnoxiously in what you guessed to be an excuse to think of a comeback.

"I'm sorry I get a reaction from men. Kinda sad that black and death doesn't turn anyone on, huh y/n? But I'm sure you don't care. Probably have some relationship with a dead body, right?"

There were muffled giggles as all the Aphrodite girls covered their mouths at her retort. She began to smirk at you as you blinked at her in shock, genuinely hurt.

"I don't get you, Stacey. Why would my style have anything to do with that? How do smoky eyes have anything to do with-with necrophilia or whatever you're suggesting? What the fuck?" You spat, and you walked away from her, hating that you had been defeated, that that stupid girl's words made your eyes feel heavy with tears.

Because to her, you'd always be weird. That one goth girl who always wore black no matter the occasion. Who barely got a first glance from boys.

It was then you wanted to scream to them how much you knew Luke cared about you. You wondered how much their opinions would change, if they knew camp's golden boy was sweet about you. But you never did, because you knew they wouldn't believe you, and so it led to tears and frustration, locking yourself inside your cabin and crying until your face was a runny, smudged mess.

You'd settled yourself against the wall for around half an hour, your hands in your hair as you bathed in misery and insecurity when you heard the first round of insistent knocks and urgent calling of your name. It was him.

Sniffling and wiping your eyes, you got to your feet and let him in, praying you looked better than you felt. His face fell as the door opened and he spotted your saddened features, so you guessed you didn't. Luke stepped in, shutting the door behind him, and immediately brushing the tears from your face with his thumbs, his eyes sad.

"Who did this to you?" he demanded, as he drew you into a hug.

"It was just some-some girls, don't worry, they always do it, I'm just-y'know, being dramatic," you let out a broken laugh into his shoulder and more tears fell, "I guess I should expect it."

"No you shouldn't. They shouldn't torment you regularly just because you dress different to them." He pulled away, his eyes furious now, the cocoa centres dangerously dark, "What the hell is wrong with them?! Tell me their names, y/n, their names."

"No, it's fine, you-you don't need to talk to them, it's-"

"Well, I'm going to either way, so you can tell me, or I'll just find it out."

"I-I-" you stuttered, your body shuddering as a wave of tears swept through you once again, "it was that group of Aphrodite girls, with like Stacey and-"

You buried yourself in his arms, and he squeezed you tight, fingers brushing gently through your hair. "You know you're so much better than them, right?" he murmured warmly, "you're smarter, you're prettier-"

"No, I'm not-"

"Yes, you are, and you should know it, because you are, y/n. You're worth a million of them." Luke's words were firm, and the way he looked at you then, resolute and as if he believed his phrase with every particle of his being made you soften. Made you almost believe him.

"I'm gonna come back with some soda, and we can chill out and listen to your tape, yeah? How's that sound?"

"Amazing," you said, with a watery smile.

"Great, well I'll go now, so I can be back soon," and he sent you a faint-inducing grin as he inched out of your arms that made you lose track of a few sentences.

"Luke," you protested, when you finally got your tongue under control, "no, you-you don't have to this, right? You realise you don't have to do this? It's ok, it's-"

"Yeah, of course," he responded calmly, that same grin on his face as he reached for the door, "I don't know where you think I'm going. I'm just off to get some soda."

And do some other things along the way.

He stormed over to the Aphrodite cabin, knocking rapidly before throwing the door open. Stacey was there, sat on the bed humming a pop song and fixing her hair in her hand mirror, frozen in place as she watched him barge in and shut the door. Her surprise smoothly transitioned into seduction, as was typical with a lot of Aphrodite girls.

"Someone wanted to see me," she cooed, sending him a flirty smile.

Oh yes he did indeed.

"So, I heard about some things with you and y/n,"

"Oh, yeah, that," Stacey waved the words away as if they were a pesky fly, resting on her elbows as she looked up at him with doe eyes, "she looked like a horror movie, Luke. Like, you know how much I care about the kids! They might get scared."

"Yeah, yeah sure, Stacey, I'm sure those were your intentions."

She frowned at that, her glossy lips and thin brows crinkled.

"Why are you even standing up for her anyway? It's not like she's nice, and she's so weird, like she's probably not even straight, like I've heard she has relationships with bats and graves and shit."

"And where did you hear that, Stacey?" He asked coldly, anger rising through him.

She quickly noted the negative emotions surfacing in his tone, and cocked her head. "I don't know, like just around the place. Look, I don't know why you care about this so much? I doubt she has a soul."

"Oh, she does, Stacey. And her soul is much more beautiful and amazing than yours will ever be," he sucked a breath in, trying to restrain his utter rage, "and I want you to never talk to my girlfriend like that again."

"Y-your-your girlfriend?" She spluttered, absolutely shell-shocked.

"Yeah, my girlfriend."

"But-what-?"

"She's the best girl at camp, so I don't know why you say all that stupid stuff about her. Anyway, I need to go now, Stacey, but I think you got the message, yeah?"

She nodded dumbly, her eyes still wide, and Luke smirked as he left the suffocatingly rose-smelling cabin and went into the open air.

With that done, he needed two ice-cold cans of soda.

#luke castellan #pjo #luke castellan x reader #luke castellan x you #luke castellan fic #luke castellan fluff #luke castellan oneshot #luke castellan imagine #pjo show luke #pjo tv show #pjo tv series #pjo series #percy jackson tv series #percy jackson and the olympians

[urfriendlylocalidiot]

hi; could you do newjeans fav thing about you (their partner)? loving your works btw

Hi! Sorry for the long wait, but I hope you enjoy this!

(Hyein’s is short and platonic of course)

Favorite Thing w/NewJeans

Minji

Minji’s favorite thing about you would definitely be your voice. She swears she could listen to you talk for hours. Absolutely loves your part in their songs. Wouldn’t let anyone talk over you, ever. She would just love your voice so much, and as a result she obviously listens to every word you say.

It’s not much of a shock that her favorite part of your relationship, is all of your long talks. Which are a little one-sided. She really does try to maintain a good conversation with you, but usually she just listens to you for hours.

Some may call her whipped. And she’d probably agree, but in her defense, who wouldn’t listen to the person who put the stars in her sky. Who wouldn’t fall in love with your voice, it was no wonder to her that you were a singer.

Hanni

Her favorite thing about you is your cuddles. Would definitely be attached to you like 24/7. Most mornings you’re probably found in one of your beds, tangled up in each other. In her opinion, it’s the best place to be. She always feels so warm and safe whenever she’s in your arms.

Every break she would definitely be found in your arms. Dance breaks, music video breaks, even during breaks between recording, she would wrap your arms around her. Even if you were busy doing something, she would just run up behind you and hold you in her arms. She just wants needs to be close to her jagi at all times.

No matter where she went, she would be attached to you. Not just handholding, like literally wrapped around your arm. If it’s been longer than 24 hours without you, you’re not leaving her arms for a minimum of 6 hours. But of course you wouldn’t mind, after all the best thing in the world is having your jagi in your arms.

Danielle

The sunshine that she is, it only makes sense that Danielle’s favorite thing about you is your beautiful personality. When you two are together, it’s seriously hard to not smile. You guys light up every room you enter. There’s never a bad day as long as you guys are together.

Everywhere you guys go, you would end up drawing eyes, not just because you guys are both beautiful, but because your infectious smiles can’t help but spread. You guys have the ability to make even the darkest of days, light up.

She revels in your personality and you revel in her sunlight, you guys are the perfect match. She just loves being around you, you guys don’t even have to talk all the time, just being with you, makes her happy. It’s just something about you, it makes her heart feel that much more full.

Haerin

She would most definitely love your eyes. It’s not shocking that she would spend most of her free time staring into them. Even if it does startle you sometimes. But who could blame her, your eyes are absolutely gorgeous.

Seriously, they’ve pointed out on many shoots. Of course much to Haerin’s enjoyment. She swears that she could get lost in your eyes (and she has). The worst part of falling asleep with you, is that your eyes shut.

However she especially loves seeing you experience new things, the way your eyes light up. Being new to Korea, she loves that she gets to show you all these new things and create new memories with you. Even if you guys have gotten lost a… handful of times, it’s all worth it to see your eyes light up.

Hyein

She would most certainly admire your dedication to your work the most. To her, it is truly amazing just how much you love to work. The hours that you spend perfecting the dances and practicing singing are truly so admirable to her.

It just shows how loyal you are, to her and the group. She absolutely loves it about you.

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[k2ntoss]

Hi Mara mind if I ask for prompt "not even being able to process the jealousy; solely that one scene of them with someone else repeats in your head" Jason Todd being painfully jealous because he sees you dancing with someone else at a wayne gala

(This is not at all required for the request, tis just a recommendation but you gotta listen to florence and the machine 'hurricane drunk' the angst of the song is so perfect for this prompt)

i'm stunned......... wayne gala jason i swear– okayyyy here we go, my dear anon, hope i get to fulfill your ask (and the song I FELT IT AND I DON'T HAVE TOO MANY REASONS TO BE JEALOUS RN)

not even being able to process the jealousy; solely that one scene of them with someone else repeats in your head

it's not the first time you agreed to go to a gala with jason, he's your friend so you'll go to the end of the world for him if he asked you to and maybe, just maybe it's like that because you've liked him for about a year and a half, half of the time you've been friends but you've convinced yourself that you stand no chance with him, jason is everything you've always wanted and for him, you're the same, all the good things on earth are nothing for him when you're around.

the green dress you're wearing matches the green from his eyes, he doesn't know you like it so much because of it but jason does know you look perfect on it and he secretly hates how it draws attention to you. walking with you on his arm he makes his way into the groups of people that are chatting and drinking, he greets them and you do the same with a kind nod from your head while both of your hands rest on his forearm, it's the routine for every gala you've gone to with him; you stay by his side, drink something and talk with him, listening to his voice soothes the anxiety that the gaze of some other people brings and jason feels good because he knows that there's something good he can do for you.

"would you mind it if i asked you if we could dance tonight?" you ask softly when he finds a table where you both can settle down, there's a small smile on your lips as you lean in just so jason can hear your words over the chat of everyone around and the soft instrumental music "mhm, i don't really feel like dancing, doll" jason is soft when he declines your request, he has never been one to like drawing attention on this kind of places and he knows that dancing with the prettiest girl on the gala would bring too much attention.

it brings your mood a bit down, he feels bad because in this years being your friend jason's has learnt to read through your emotions so when you nod with a small smile and tell him "it's okay, jay" he can see the lack of that pretty spark on your eyes, the few good things he can do for you seem to be useless when it's so easy for him to make you feel dissapointed because of simple things "but you can go dance if you really want, sweetheart, i'll be fine on my own here" he tries to fix it, his hand over yours rubbing soft circles as his head nudges towards the middle of the room and reluctantly you agree because you can notice how he wants to make you happy.

his eyes follow you as you stand, your figure walking away into the spaces between people while you make your way to the zone where couples are already dancing and it's there when jason regrets turning you down. there's a young man approaching you, a gentle smile as he bows when you accept to dance with him. he's been given a glass of wine, his fingers gripping at the neck of the cup when the stranger's hands are on your waist and yours lay on his shoulders, he's guiding your body witt smooth steps, making you turn around with a smile, he makes you laugh and lean into his touch.

one song and then another, jason's eyes are fixed on you and it looks like there are a few people clapping and cheering at the way you dance with someone else, the way his hands run over your waist and your back whe he turns you around, his hands caressing your arms when he pushes you just to bring you back in a close embrace and jason has now a glass of scotch on his hand, he sips it and he can feel the burn of alcohol on his throat but it's nothing compared to the pang on his chest when you glance at him and smile widely while dancing, he manages a small smile at you but turns around when the stranger kisses your hand.

he should have been the one dancing with you, the one to make you laugh and enjoy something so simple yet so beautiful; would he ever be enough to come closer to you? to be next to you and pamper you on kisses and sweet words? is he any good for you when he can't even please you with a simple dance when you're going with him everywhere just to make him feel safe? and everything that plays on his head is you dancing and giggling with someone else, someone you don't really know but that made you so happy even if it was just for a few songs.

#luv letters! #jason pookie you're enough ): #jason todd blurb #jason todd imagine #jason todd angst #jason todd x reader #jason todd x fem!reader #jason todd x y/n #jason todd x you #jason todd #red hood imagine #red hood angst

[duskymrel]

TWST characters as different people i've seen at school

yes most of this is slander

Riddle: The kid who treated being line leader as though he had just been elected President of the United States of America

Ace: Would stand up in class and shout "FOR KOBE" and throw a piece of paper at the trash bin. Would completely miss.

Cater: Filming a fucking TikTok dance in the middle of the school hallway during class transitions. Fucking MOVE, i got places to be. (I walk directly though their tiktok and ruin it)

Trey: That kid who's birthday you know by heart and eagerly await every year because he brings in the BEST desserts. The good kush.

Deuce: Says the stupidest shit in class unironically. Other guys are confused as to how this makes him more endearing but girls fawn all over him.

Azul: Passes by his crush (Jamil) in the hallway and thinks blud will stop and fall madly in love with him at first sight and will declare his love to Azul and it'll be something straight out of a teen girl movie. It ends up playing out exactly like this video: https://www.tiktok.com/@irljigsaw/video/7232906141385215274?is_from_webapp=1&sender_device=pc

Floyd: Kid who only likes Chemistry because he's crazy excited about mixing chemicals and setting things on fire. Anything he makes in a lab he loudly comments on how badly he want's to take a bit fat slurp/bite out of it. (it's me i do this)

Jade: One of the mushroom core girlies. Wears mushroom jewelry, has mushrooms patterns on his clothes, draws them for art class, draws them on his notebooks and binders. It's almost obnoxious but he's forgiven by everyone because he's hot.

Leona: Literally doesn't give a shit about school. Shows up in pajama bottom's and takes the fattest nap right in the middle of Geometry.

Jack: The only nice guy on the football team, girls LUST for him ❤

Ruggie: The only class this kid liked was free and reduced lunch (real)

Kalim: Guy who refuses to eat school food. He's probably got the right idea, that nacho cheese sauce probably causes cancer. Brings the most banger lunches and makes people jealous. (Lunchables, the GOOD fruit gummies, chips, a cookie, and a Caprisun.)

Jamil: In classes where you're not allowed to eat, he's the kid who sits in the back and makes a 9 course Gordan Ramsay approved gourmet meal.

Idia: This was so easy this guy was the anime weebo who wore anime merch every day and sometimes even wore anime wigs to school. He won't admit it but he would Naruto run through the halls in middle school.

Ortho: The cute little innocent babey schnookums who the girls all doted on. Hurt him and you'll get jumped by every girl in the student body. Fuck around and find out type shit.

Vil: Bozo who would literally paint their nails in class and would be doing their eyeliner while the teacher was trying to explain mRNA.

Epel: YEEHAW REDNECK KID. you know who i mean. the one who wears a hat with the American flag on it every day and whenever the teacher tells them to take it off they go on a rant about how unpatriotic the teacher is.

Rook: The only kid who actually liked French class. Tries to rizz people up in the hallway and asks for their Snap but always fails. Maidenless behavior.

Malleus: The tall quiet emo kid who slumps in his chair on his phone, with the bottom resting on his belly. He looks like he's listening to edgy emo music but it's actually tooth rotting cheesy pop music

Lilia: The manic pixie dream girl who will spew the most wise sage advice when asked.

Sebek: Literally one of those girls who's attached to her boyfriend like a parasite. You cannot separate her. Overly loyal and won't stfu. Is like a mix between a golden retriever and a chihuahua.

Silver: I swear on my life he's one of the kids who's been adopted by his entire friendgroup. People love him he's just a likeable person. He makes a new friend and BOOM they've adopted him. You're my son now, boy.

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@heartscrypt i thought specifically of you while writing Azuls

anyways all of these are people i've known i've got irl sources for this. no i won't apologize for all the slander because it's funny.

#twisted wonderland #twst funny #twst #twst dorm leaders #riddle rosehearts #malleus draconia #azul ashengrotto #vil shoenheit #kalim al asim #idia shroud #dusky writes #leona kingscholar #floyd leech #lilia vanrouge #disney twst #twst slander

[gh0st-t0wn3]

Lmk ss edits + headcanons, Part 4 (Jin & Yin, Ao Lie, Tripitaka, Bai He)

- He/Him, He/They

- Pansexual, Bisexual

- They both have chronic separation anxiety, its why they're never apart; Yin tends to go non-verbal and more withdrawn without Jin, and Jin gets really agressive and paranoid without Yin. 

-  Yin can't sleep if he has nerves, Jin can do nothing BUT sleep if he has nerves

- Jin always forgets something at home, Yin reminded him a hundred times before they left

- Yin doodles on the corner of their blueprint papers whenever they're making something new, Jin cuts them out later and glues them into a sketchbook so they don't get lost

- Jin's hips are constantly covered in bruises because he's always bumping into shit (has NO spacial awareness whatsoever)

- Yin listens to rock music, Jin doesn't have a specific genre

- Somehow are simultaneously the most innocent and dirty minded people, you'll never know what you're gonna get at any given moment

- Yin always finds a way to drown in inch deep water (really bad at swimming)

- ^^^Jin laughs at him

- After they found out Mei and MK didn't like eachother as anything more than friends, they tried to trap him in the calabash again but used Redson to try and seduce him instead, MK immediately knew it was them

- Jin was talking really fast cause he was panicking once and called the Demon accountant "Semon accountant" and has still not recovered

- Yin laughed his ass off when it happened and constantly reminds him of it

- Jin likes his pillow warm (he's insane)

- They both occasionally become self aware and wind up having a weird crisis trying to figure out whether their horns are a part of their skull or something else

- Both are cat people, they're terrified of dogs, being trapped in a room with one is one of their worst nightmares

- Neither of them has clean hair, it is a fucking rock you will not be able to comb that shit out

- Jin rants about new ideas, Yin writes/draws them down

- Yin will bite you if you get near him while he's eating, bro's feral

- Jin stubs his toe atleast three times a day and screams in agony every. Single. Time. Eventually Yin just stopped running to check on him, it's happened so many times that he can distinguish what Jin's scream sounds like specifically when he stubs his toe

- Yin spent several months slowly moving everything in their house slightly to the right everyday, Jin cried cause he thought he was going insane

- Jin smells like cinnamon, Yin smells like caramel (I'm delusional, they both reek)

- Jin's love language is words of affirmation, Yin's love language is quality time

- Yin is terrified of cockroaches, Jin keeps some as pets

- Jin tried to dox Mei during one of her streams, Mei showed up at their house instead, it was terrifying

- The Demon accountant has to use a pressure hose to wash them

- They were banned from the arcade but they kept showing up begging to be unbanned, the staff eventually started feeling bad and let them back in

- Yin always throws out his drawings if they don't turn out how he wanted them to, Jin fishes them out of the trash when Yin isn't looking and keeps them in a sketchbook under his bed

- He/Him

- ??? Bisexual, probably

- Favourite animal is a leaf slug, it just feels right

- Mei's number one supporter

- Ate a strawberry once and found a worm inside, never ate strawberries again

- Constantly bothered Zhu Bajie during their Journey to the west, he thought it was funny seeing him get upset

- "I swear to buddha, if you ask me 'why' one more time" " Why?"

- Wukong pulled a bug out of his hair once and he freaked out and made Tripitaka go through his hair for him

- Heaviest sleeper of the group, when he falls asleep he is OUT,

- Has horrible bed head and his hair takes forever to comb out

- Really bad at math

- Wakes Tripitaka up in the middle of the night to ask the dumbest questions

- Refuses to wear shoes, he's in his horse form for most of their Journey anyway so he doesn't see the point in having any at all

- Would absolutely down a container of melatonin gummies if he had the opportunity

- Had to comfort Wukong while he puked after chugging a gallon of salt water once

- Mei gets her ':3' face from him

- Trips over his hair as much as his sleeves, no matter how much of his hair he ties up somehow it always ends up in his face or under his foot and he's down

- Follow up on the last headcanon, he's tried to cut his hair before to stop this from happening, it did not work, his hair grew back really fast

- He's like a cat, if you tell him not to push something over, he'll push it over

- Favourite colour is actually rose gold, but green is a very close second

- DBK let him hold Redson after the Samadhi removal ritual was over and Ao Lie immediately dropped him (DBK caught him before he hit the ground, but Ao Lie was banned from holding him again)

- Can eat an entire buffet and not gain a single pound

- Smells like Mint

- Love language is physical touch

- Chews on his sleeves when he's bored

- Gets along surprisingly well with Nezha despite Nezha's and Ao Bing's history

- Really good at singing

- Since he's a water Demon, he gets overheated really easily in the sun so whenever they come across any kind of water (river, pond, puddle, etc) he'll just flop sideways and lay there for like 20 minutes to cool down

- Actually thought Mei was his sister for a minute until he realized it wasn't her when they first met

- He/Him

- AroAce

- Sometimes gets visons and dreams of his life as the Golden Cicada

- Tripitaka, Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujin can see what their descendants/reincarnations are up to

- He cried on Freenoodles wedding day... it was not of joy, Zhu Bajie also threw up several times

- Once joked about having to shave all of Wukongs fur off now that he's a Monk and Wukong cried

- Absolutely HATES when people enter a room before knocking

- Would probably be scared of popping candy if he ever heard them (bubblegum, pop rocks, etc)

- Hates when people fold the corner of a page as a bookmark

- Constantly corrects people's spelling; "it's 'you're' not 'your' "

- Can't stand the sound of people chewing with their mouths open

- Has naturally long lashes

- Weak ass ankles

- Tried to teach Wukong how to read and gave up in a few hours because he refused to pay attention

- Cries whenever someone brings up his and Zhu Bajie's pregnancy, it's what keeps him up at 3am (if you haven't read JTTW, I'm sorry that this is how you found out)

- Surprisingly has a really good singing voice

- Always writes in cursive and no one can read it

- Understands cicadas

- In JTTW (chapter 39, i think) Tripitaka encountered a demon who impersonated him so well that even with his golden vision Wukong couldn't tell them apart and mistakingly attacked the real one, Tripitaka still gets nightmares about Wukong almost killing him

- Favourite colour is yellow

- Smells like oranges

- Love language is words of affirmation

- Has little freckles

- Extremely texture picky

- Vegetarian

- Has almost lost his hat (???) multiple times due to being kidnapped so often, it's a miracle he hasn't lost it yet

- Loves watching the sunset

- VERY light sleeper

- Smiled at Redson once, who immediately burst into tears (He could see that Tripitaka was the golden cicada and got scared), Tripitaka freaked out and also started crying while trying to calm him down

- She/Her

- Ally

- Has stretch marks as a result of her bones and skin being stretched out while she was possessed by the Lady Bone Demon

- White streaks in her hair from the possession

- Even after being freed from the Lady Bone Demon, her skin was never quite right, always too pale or too cold, with little snowflake markings here and there just barely visible

- Always cold, she has to wear multiple layers of clothing to help deal with it, doesn't matter how hot it is outside, she's always wearing something warm

- Has eyebags because she gets recurring nightmares about the Lady Bone Demon and hardly gets any sleep anymore

- Has very faint freckles

- Definitely believes/believed in those "spells to turn you into a mermaid/fairy/vampire" YouTube videos

- Made potions as a kid (it's windex, food dye, and glitter mixed together)

- Probably collects rocks

- Mei and Macaque taught her how to scam other kids in roblox

- Used to believe that if you ate a seed it'd grow in your stomach and had a meltdown when she accidentally swallowed watermelon seeds

- "Guys, stop swearing!" Whenever someone says "Frick", "Heck", "Dang"

- Cut her own hair once when she was really little, it was a disaster

- Eats whatever anyone gives her

- LOVES kumara

- Always eats lucky charms for breakfast but she'll pick out all the actual cereal so she just has milk and marshmallows

- Her dad is Pigsy's boar rival from across the street

- Loves street food, especially tanghulu and cheese tea

- Chews on her sleeves

- Smells like vanilla

- Love language is quality time

- OBSESSED with Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and watches it on repeat (she once compared MK to Donnie because they both fight with staffs)

- Has a charm bracelet with personalized charms she made for everyone she likes/loves

- Loves orbeez and has a heart shaped orbeez lamp that she uses as a night light (I had one as a kid, it was awesome and I miss it very much)

- Dyes the white streaks in her hair pink, but they fade pretty quick so they have to be re-dyed frequently

- Has a tooth gap

- Her favourite flowers are chrysanthemums

#fanart #lego monkie kid #lego monkey kid fanart #lmk spicynoodles #lego monkie kid tripitaka #tripitaka #tang sanzang #lmk pigsy #zhu bajie #lego monkie kid bai he #bai he #bai he lmk #jin and yin #the gold and silver demons #redesign #lmk headcanon #headcanon #ao lie #ao lie lmk #ao lie monkie kid

[dauntlessallure]

❲ 𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐘 ❳

toji fushiguro x troublesome!reader head-canons (long)

𖤐 › synopsis ；toji fushiguro with a significant other whose a lil shit.

𖤐 › contents / pairing ；toji x reader , you being a lil shit to toji , suggestive content towards the end, mentions of fake blood & knives , pet names, gn reader.

𖤐 › characters mentioned ；toji fushiguro , megumi fushiguro

𖤐 › word count ；800

⠀ ̽ ⠀ ᝰ✍︎ ﹐⠀/⠀ ❝ ⠀ 𝔄𝗗𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 𝔑𝗢𝗧𝗘 . . .

this randomly came to me while i was drawing some stuff . . also this is my first set of hc’s with toji. enjoyyyyyy :)

you were always ALWAYS messing with toji. always. ever since you two hit it off , you’ve been consistently messing with him. wether it be a prank , calling him names , or just teasing the ever living shit out of him. toji swears up and down that you’ve been sent from satan himself just to make his life more miserable wonderful. all out of the simple fact of love of course.

everytime he wakes up , toji is obviously grumpy. You’d ‘ brighten ‘ his morning with the good ole [..]

“ good morning sleeping beauty “

the man is NOT a morning person.

&& he is NOT impressed by your little nicknames.

he just stares at you before immediately going back to bed , pulling the covers over his head to block out the sunlight shining through the blinds. that sleep would soon be interrupted by you pouncing on him like a wild animal.

“ grughhh — ( y/n ) get off ! let me sleep ! “

the first time you called him a passenger princess made him so upset.

you were driving around toji & megumi for the day given that toji wasn’t allowed to drive legally given to his extensive background.

you were the one chauffeuring them around while blasting some music through the cars sound system. toji , of course wasn’t a fan of the music that was playing. “ this music is shit , could you change it to something else ? “

of course megumi didn’t mind it because he had his headphones in , listening in to his own music. “ no , i like this song babe “ he didn’t like your rebuttal too much due to him scoffing and turning his head away from you.

now you being . . well , you . the car had came to a complete stop. this caused both toji & megumi to advert their eyes immediately to you. “ i’m the one driving , which means my music is playing for right now . . you can pick the next song — passenger princess. “

this man was about to lose it.

he looked at you like this.

megumi was hiding a sly smirk in the backseat , clearly trying to hold back a laugh.

toji ended up getting out of the car and began to walk to his destination. but with hours some time of convincing by both you & megumi — he eventually continued to be the passenger princess.

but toji absolutely hates when you play physical pranks on him. hates it. especially the anxiety - inducing ones.

you were in the kitchen making dinner while toji mindlessly laid on the couch , keeping his eyes glued to the tv screen.

no longer holding back on the opportunity , you had grabbed a bottle of fake blood that you had purchased for last halloween and poured / splattered some onto the kitchen counter, floor, as well as your hand.

swiftly hiding the fake blood bottle , you had gone back to the kitchen island ; acting like you were chopping up something.

“ when’s dinner gonna be done ? i’m starvin’ “

suddenly , an ear piercing scream filled toji’s ears. he immediately jumped up & ran into the kitchen in a fit of panic.

you had perfectly put on a façade that you had accidentally cut your hand whilst chopping something. holding your hand into a tight fist as the fake blood ran down your arm, letting a few groans of ‘ pain ‘ fly — toji cursed.

“ ( y/n ) what the fuck did you do ?! “

“ god damn it theres blood everywhere . . “

“ let me see it ( y/n ) “

toji forcefully grabbed your arm to analyze how bad the wound really was, after you attempted to keep the prank going — Toji had to pry your hand open but to his demise. .

there was no wound.

and he was pissed. why would you do something so mean ? and why were you laughing ?!

toji’s nostrils flared out of annoyance and defeat as he leg your arm go , storming off into your shared bedroom.

perhaps this prank was a lil too mean.

but he’s a grown man , he’ll get over it ? . . right ?

no , he won’t. he may be a grown man but he can act so damn petty.

toji’s beginning to grow irritated with you.

after cleaning up the fake blood mess & finishing up dinner, you walked into the bedroom to find toji laying on the mattress faced away from the doorway. it’s pretty clear that he’s still upset & will be for god knows how long.

“ toji , it was only a prank “

“ . . . “

you let out a sigh before walking closer to the edge of the bed when suddenly you found yourself under toji’s body within seconds with your back pressed into the mattress & your hands pinned above your head.

“ you pull another prank on me and i’m gonna pull a prank on you that i think you won’t like very much darlin’ “

let’s just say you apologized for your cruel prank by the end of the night ;)

ׂ⠀〝⠀⠀.. ⠀ ©dauntlessallure 23’ — please do not steal , publish , or post my work elsewhere or credit as your own .ᐟ

#𝐃𝐀𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐔𝐑𝐄 #jjk #jjk x reader #jjk toji #jujutsu kaisen toji #toji fushiguro #toji x y/n #toji zenin #toji headcanons #jjk x you #oneshots #headcanons #jjk headcanons #toji x reader #jujutsu toji #jujustsu kaisen x reader #jujutsutoji #jjk oneshot

[stinkypeanutbutter]

img silly sbg art class headcanons for the folks !!!

Guess who’s first .

Ben , obvi . Who did you think ??? Aiden ?? Loser / j

BENNY BOY :

Actually enjoys art class the most out of his other classes

Usually turns things in on time , but forgets the little things though like those stupid papers that tell you to copy and draw a nose 3 times

likes using charcoal pencils !! It’s his favorite out of everything , but he dislikes how messy it gets because the charcoal always covers his hands and arms .

not the best at painting , but he’s well known of his complimentary colors and what looks good with what .

Usually listens to music while he’s drawing if Taylor is busy or gone from class . He likes taking instrumental recommendations from Ashlyn .

Takes a drawing class , obvi , along with Taylor because he didn’t really want to be alone . Plus , She’s a nice buddy to have !!

TAYLOR !! :

Takes a drawing class with Ben as said before !! Whenever they have to pick partners , they go for each other the most .

she’s not the BEST at drawing honestly , but she takes it so she can study in machinery , like drawing and mapping out designs .

She likes using those kids markers , whatever their called . She prefers using the marker FIRST then going over it with pencil to really pop out the design . Digital art also works out for her , it’s one of her favorites because there’s so many options ( sometimes )

uses google for inspo or to copy certain parts down cause Pinterest is blocked on the computers and drawing gears is hard to do ( real 😿 )

Draws little cats on her work when she’s bored or smiley faces on Bens work just cause she’s silly ( trademarked smiley — Aiden / j )

Doesn��t have photography , but she does join Logan after school to help out with certain camera functions or just take photos of eachother for her memory book ( she has one , cannot tell me otherwise )

Also uses highlighters just cause . I mean they’re fun so why not . Her and Aiden share a bunch of random stickers that he got on like eBay for customization 😼

A ;) DEN !!! :

I swear I won’t repeat the same “ Aiden is totally good at art “ headcanon but …….. 😅😅

Went into painting just so he can have fun with the colors and , sigh … he’s good at mixing them . ( he’s not allowed too , but he makes it work out . Sometimes )

RARELY gets things done in time , like he’ll be doing anything other then drawing in class , yet somehow turn it in . Well , after a few weeks past the due date .

becahse of that , no one really knows what he draws but the teacher is impressed so 🤷

I like to imagine he has one other hidden room in his house , filled with unfinished paintings , sketches , projects , puzzles , yadda . He hasn’t really shown anyone where it is , or let’s anyone inside but has let Ben check it out a few times cause he’s special 🫶

Always does his projects in his room . Why ? Cause it’s bigger , more room to work , duh . Also , so he can BLAST music because music just gives him ideas of what he can work on ( projection go hard 🤟🤟🤟 )

he doesn’t really care what he uses , but he hates charcoal , opposed to Ben . It gets everywhere ( in a bad way ) , it’s dull , he hates having to blend it with those stupid paper things because they sound and feel gross , yadda yadda yadda . Butttt he LOVES markers and crayons . Colored pencils work if he’s feeling slightly unmotivated .

uses giant AF canvas’s cause more room to work plus more detail . He loves detailing the most random stuff because it all had to blend correctly , right ? 😼☝️

likes pottery , but he doesn’t like the feeling of it drying on his hands . It’s gross and crusty . Plus he got in trouble once for throwing some of it around the class lol

Totally draws on his arms with sharpie ( ashlyn tells him no cause poisoning or something but pshhhh what does she know ? He’ll still doodle on his pants ) .

Probably does Rubix cube art when he’s feeling extra silly . Also glues and sticks whatever he can find onto what he’s working on for pizazz . But he doesn’t really like anything he’s made so 😿

also the reason why he has so many unfinished projects is because woopsy doo ADHD . It’s always “ oh I should work on this one “ but then there’s “ but this once looks funner to do “ but oh then there’s a “ which one would take me less time to do ? “ and “ if I do this first will I have time to do the other one ? “ and either ends up doing nothing or multitasking .

ASH TRAY !!! :

Takes painting with Aiden because she really didn’t want to go alone .

thought about pottery once , tried it , hated the feeling of it getting under her nails and it kept drying up and she had to wash her hands constantly and it kept getting in her hair and it was a bad experience . ( more projection )

painting really isn’t her favorite , but she likes the look of the colors mixing and it’s kinda like dancing to her , with the long , sometimes constant movements and new variations . Look it just puts her in a slight trance .

doesn’t do well with creativity coming into play , but she managed to find a way with turning art into dance , like referencing other dancers online and copying their moments onto a canvas to make it dramatic or something .

Prefers prismacolor pencils over most things , sometimes joins Taylor and Logan after school to try out photography .

Sometimes she and Aiden would share headphones and put on a shared playlist or a podcast on spotify . They always bicker about it though because ashlyn skips through songs often and Aiden can’t sit on a podcast unless it’s playing somewhere background ( still working on this one cause would that work ? Sharing headphones and listening to stuff or would that be too loud cause I’m not sure )

for once please can she see what Aiden has done like he’s always on his phone or playing with another puzzle from his backpack how do they fit in there anyway just Plsplslpsopls he has a good grade in this class how he’s so confusing sometimes double U - tea - eph

TIE - LER !! :

Joined because he already does baseball why not choose something to maybe help him relax

Bad choice , does not relax him ( most of the time ) , can’t understand color theory ( same ) , ended up getting put into the same class with Aiden ( remember when Aiden threw pottery ? Yeah . . Also ashlyn is there that’s cool but still )

He still likes hanging with Aiden , he just won’t admit it and it gets harder and harder too when he keeps writing and drawing on his work ( and him too 😡😡 )

Pretty fond of water coloring , it’s one of the few things that he enjoys doing in his pass time . . . But he’s not that good at keeping the water to a minimum so it ends up dripping everywhere .

He’s not that good at art either , but he’s pretty good at poses , specifically ones he can remember like the “ batter up ! “ stance in baseball or his signature “ crosses my arms and stares at you begrudgingly “ . He’s REALLY good at that one .

He teaches Ben Guitar , Ben teaches him easier ways to draw . Not a babyish style , but just a simplified way to do something without putting too much thought into it .

he and Taylor team up in art projects , but not in class , at home . Ash and Aiden usually partner up in class , and since he and Taylor have seperate classes there , who’s to say they can’t help eachother else where ? Twin telepathy ! ( I think , idk )

Just finishes quick and turns it in . He gave effort , and that’s good enough . If he really wants to try and ‘ finish ‘ finish it , he will . Trust .

DIALOG(an)UE !! :

Literally the only one in the group who really takes pottery ( he’s lonely someone help him )

dw Barron isnt there . He got kicked out for throwing clay at people ( mostly Logan )

Actually really likes taking pottery , it’s fun !!

He makes pots for the plants back home 💪😋

pretty good at using the utensils , one of the only people the teacher can trust to use them correctly

the pottery wheel isn’t his favorite favorite because sometimes it spins to fast and clay gets splattered everywhere , but it’s better then starting from scratch , and turns out really nice when he gets into the zone or something

made mugs for his grandparents !! ( and the gang , which they all used theirs for many different things . They love it )

not that good at coming up with particular designs , so he usually asks for help . Doesn’t matter who , he’s open to everyone’s ideas 😋☝️☝️

takes a littttllleee while to turn things in on time but he’s a good student so the teacher doesn’t mind

IM DONE !!! I DID IT !!! Praise me .

WHAT SHOULD I DO NEXT ?? HIT THAT LIKE AND SURBSCRIBE BUTTON

#REUGH!!!!! #I want cold stone ngl #I just had Culver’s it was soy yummy nom nom nom #Let’s go to the beach beach let’s get away - ay - say what you #Should I do like picnics or should I just do more angst headcanons #GIVE ME KDEAS #I’ve already done the uhhh beach and sleepovers I think #school bus graveyard #sbg (webtoon) #school bus graveyard webtoon #sbg #aiden clark #tyler hernandez #ashlyn banner #ben clark #taylor hernandez #logan fields #Headcanons ong #silly headcanons woo hoo!! #my headcanons

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🦋Life Is Strange: How It's Like Sleeping Next To Them.

🦋 some sappy headcanons 'cause im bored

🐺 GN!Reader, no specific pronouns are mentioned!

🦋 warnings: cutesy romantic stuff eugh, swearing, nathan's dad being a sexist asshole, nightmares.

🎧A/N: I bought Before The Storm but I'm not a big fan of the Remastered versions of Life Is Strange, it just doesn't feel the same? I love the blank faces while someone is literally dying.

🦋Chloe Price:

♡ Usually wakes up on her stomach but falls asleep on her back.

ツIt's literally a nightmare to sleep beside her, she snores, turns and tosses the whole night and talks in her sleep.

♡ Listens to music while she falls asleep, headphones in or playing on her radio alarm clock.

ツSurprisingly, not a blanket stealer, she literally kicks any sort of warmth off of her at night because she moves around so much.

♡ Nightmares, in Before The Storm and Life Is Strange, they're just not as vivid and real as they were before. She wakes up and checks if you're still there, it's comforting for her to see you asleep.

ツIt's rare for her to fall asleep at a healthy time and even if she does, she'll wake up A LOT during the night.

♡ She tends to sleep in a lot and accidentally (sometimes purposely) leaves people/you on read because she rarely hears the notifications.

ツHeavy sleeper.

🍂Kate Marsh:

♡ Falls asleep on her back and wakes up on her back.

ツShe's like a calm mother bird, will play with your hair and you can't tell me she wouldn't fucking softly sing you to sleep. (oh my god)

♡ It helps her sleep when you're there, she likes looking at you and thinking about how grateful she is.

ツWill talk to you for hours when she should really be sleeping, talking about her drawings, classes or the bird she saw like last month.

♡ She tries to make sure to fall asleep at a healthy time, she plans her day out but is sometimes so busy studying that she completely forgets.

ツDepends on the day if she's a blanket stealer that night, if it's warm, she sees no need for any blankets but if it's freezing cold then you're the one suffering.

♡ Light sleeper, like you get up and suddenly she's getting up with you.

📷Max Caulfield:

♡ Falls asleep on her side or her back but always wakes up on her back.

ツIt's not that bad sleeping next to Max, she'll maybe move a little during the night but nothing super major.

♡ HUGE blanket stealer, she knows what she's doing and will just smile and laugh if you confront her.

ツShe'll decide on sleeping then suddenly she needs to look something up or study and forgets that she needs sleep to survive until an hour or so later.

♡ Falls asleep pretty easily but if she can't she'll just wait a few minutes then go on a whole rant about her day and how she was hanging with Chloe the whole time.

ツSort of a light sleeper, if you need to go anywhere you've gotta crawl there or something.

🎭Rachel Amber:

♡ Falls asleep on her side and wakes up on her back.

ツLike Victoria, she has a whole routine before bed. Skincare, posting and scrolling through her socials, listening to music.

♡ Not a blanket stealer thankfully but she can be though depending on the temperature.

ツShe can also spend hours talking to you like Kate does, mainly talking about how drama's going for her or how badly she wants to leave Arcadia Bay.

♡ She mainly sticks to her healthy sleep schedule with no interruptions unless something major happens, like when she found out her dad was cheating on her mom. (pretty understandable.)

ツShe's a heavy sleeper, you gotta shake her a few times like she's a fucking salt shaker.

🎬 Victoria Chase:

♡ Oh jesus, she sleeps in ANY position like she could be hanging off the bed and still fall asleep. Mostly falls asleep on her back though, wakes up basically on the floor.

ツTakes hours doing her skincare and her skin is honestly GLOWING afterwards, face masks, expensive ass skin creams in those teeny tiny bottles, soft music playing in the background.

♡ BLANKET STEALER, BLANKET STEALER! Like she'll pull the blanket off of you while you're still awake and act extremely confused when you look at her with an annoyed look.

ツShe can maybe gossip a little before she falls asleep halfway during the conversation, you know because she starts sleep talking about the most random shit.

♡ Sticks to her sleep schedule, no matter what. Like there could be a whole loud ass fight in the hall but she just rolls her eyes or picks a fight with them before falling asleep.

ツHeavy sleeper, she has to set a shit ton of alarms and only you/Nathan know because she's really embarrassed about it.

🎮Warren Graham:

♡ Dorky dork who falls asleep on his stomach and wakes up on his back or halfway off of the bed.

ツRoutine? Skincare? Nah, he's just a natural cutie.

♡ Moves a lot during the night and accidentally smacked the shit out of you once during the night, he was actually worried but nervously laughing the whole time, sleep talks a lot about the funniest, weirdest shit ever.

ツNah, not a blanket stealer.

♡ Shitty fucking sleep schedule, he's always up studying or playing video games and you'll wake up at 4AM and he's still playing or he's somehow fell asleep with the controller still in his hands.

ツOn a good day, he'll be asleep by 2:30AM but on a bad day he's probably pulling an all nighter.

♡ Heavy sleeper, like scream in his ear and his body will shift a little but he's (still) asleep

🧨Nathan Prescott:

♡ Can't believe I feel bad for this man but he'll pick a position and stick with it the whole night.

ツHis dad's a fucking asshat who told him doing skincare as a man is bad, but he takes care of his skin privately and feels really guilty about it after.

♡ Okay, everyone I write for has to hold you or be held in some way while sleeping but Nathan is on a WHOLE different level. An arm wrapped tightly around you that won't move no matter what, his head tucked into your neck or his leg wrapped around your waist. (no, no..why is he attractive??)

ツNightmares, really terrifying nightmares that are so fucking specific and vivid. He wakes up shaking and goes back to sleep (if he ever does) shaking.

♡ Blanket? Fuck your needs, the blankets his now.

ツHORRIBLE SLEEP SCHEDULE?! Like he's up at 5AM smoking weed and slumped over a chair with his eyes closed.

♡ All nighters sometimes, normally falls asleep at 4AM or later. (teach him how to sleep, wtf.)

ツLight sleeper, he wakes up immediately when he hears you moving and instantly thinks you're gonna leave and become a banana or something (dumbass dude)

#🤍kane's headcanons #nathan prescott x reader #kate marsh x reader #victoria chase x reader #max caulfield x reader #chloe price x fem!reader #rachel amber x reader #warren graham x reader #lis headcanons #life is strange headcanons

[godsmenusuperbowl]

Shared Experiences ~ *Felix Lee*

Summary: Every so often, Felix can experience the same feeling as his soulmate. As much as he’d love to meet them, he knows it’s pretty much impossible. That is until he meets Stray Kids’s new stylist. What is it about you that draws him to you…?

Pairing: Felix Lee X G/N!Reader

Genre: Fluffy Oneshot

Word Count: 1851

Warning: soulmate AU

Masterlist

Taglist: @foxwinter @imagine-a-life-like-this @mxnsxngie @maeleelee @kpop-will-kill-me

A/N: The ending is a bit rushed. And for that I apologize.

A/N 2: Part 2 to this oneshot can be found here.

Every so often, you swear you could smell brownies. Sometimes, if you concentrated hard enough, you could hear the music he was listening to faintly, as if someone was playing it quietly in the other room. There were times during the day you felt complete exhaustion with a dash of exhilaration, like you just finished a strenuous workout.

All of these odd little moments throughout your day were all signs of your soulmate.

You’ve never met, but you knew from those experiences that they seemed lovely. You wanted to meet your soulmate ever since you were little. But growing up, you let such a childish fantasy slip away for more practical pursuits. In other words, school and work and real friendships came before a person you didn’t know. Despite your maturing, you never did forget your soulmate and the experiences you shared every single day.

Sometimes, when you were alone, often before going to sleep, you wondered what your soulmate experienced from your life. Did they feel the joy you felt when you hung out with your friends? Did they hear that new song from your favorite band that you’ve been listening to on repeat? Did they taste the spicy dish you couldn’t get enough of for dinner? These kinds of questions made you endlessly curious, and you kept them all to yourself.

As curious as you were about your soulmate, you weren’t going around trying to find them. They could be all the way on the other side of the world. They could be a horrible person or uninterested in finding romance. For now, your curiosity was just that: simple curiosity. Not a reason to jump on the next plane to somewhere, in hopes of finding something that probably wasn’t there. Everything was just fine just the way it was and you were going to keep it that way.

For Felix, things weren’t just fine.

He was dying to meet his soulmate. Ever since the first shared experience, tasting homemade cookies, he has been obsessed with his soulmate. Were they kind and passionate? Were they snarky and mean? Were they quiet and skittish? He needed to know everything! If he could, he would jump on the next plane to somewhere just to find what he’s been looking for all his life.

“Felix!”

The poor boy snapped out of his daze. “Huh, what?”

Hyunjin started laughing along with Seungmin. “You’re in your own little world again.”

“Ah, sorry.” He blushed, his hair flopping in front of his face.

“Were you thinking about them again?” Minho asked, a smug smirk tugging at his lips. 

He didn’t say anything, instead covering his face with his hands. He wanted to say so what? It’s hard not to think about them when he could sense them in every moment of his life. They were always there, lingering in the back of his mind. And though he would never admit it, he wouldn’t have it any other way.

“C’mon guys, give him a break.” Chris slung an arm over his shoulder. “Just because you guys can ignore your soulmate marks, doesn’t mean Felix can.”

Seungmin rolled his eyes and Hyunjin subconsciously touched the lock of hair that looked different from the rest of his hair. Minho’s hand even lightly touched his wrist, where the concealer he put on to cover the black mark was starting to flake off. 

Out of all of Stray Kids, Chris was the only one who didn’t have his mark anymore, the timer on his wrist a faded zero. Jeongin swore he was close to meeting his soulmate once when he was younger, but everyone called his bluff. Felix would never tell him but he was envious of Chris. He was lucky to have met his soulmate and was hopelessly in love and devoted to them. What Felix wouldn’t give to have that same kind of love for himself. If only he could find them. But he was too busy to go looking for them.

A knock at the door stopped them all. In came the stylists, with the head stylist bowing respectfully at front.

“Excuse us. Are you ready?”

Minho nodded. “Yes, we’re ready when you are.”

“Excellent. Oh, and I would like to introduce you to the newest member of the style team, Y/n L/n.”

Felix glanced at the new higher and felt his cheeks warm at the sight. You were beautiful. Absolutely stunning. But besides how beautiful you looked, there was a thought, a feeling in the back of his mind that there was more to you then you let on. Something that made him feel like you two were going to be close. He had never felt such a feeling before. He wasn’t sure if he should ignore it or pursue it.

“Felix?”

He snapped out of his thoughts as the head stylist smiled brightly at him. “Pardon me. But I was wondering if it was alright if Y/n helped you with your makeup today?”

Not trusting his voice, which he was sure would come out far breathier than he’d want, he nodded. The head stylist nodded, smiling brightly. She gestured for you to begin before helping Hyunjiin hide the lock of hair that didn’t match the rest of his hair.

You smiled and his breath caught in his throat. “It’s a pleasure to meet you Felix. I hope I do a good job for you today.”

He nodded. “I’m sure you will.”

Your smile brightened and he felt his heart skip a beat. You were truly a vision and you seemed very kind. He wanted to talk to you, wanted to learn everything he could about you, but his words were caught in his throat. It was like your very presence overwhelmed him in a good way. While he felt dumb for not being able to speak to you, he also felt truly at peace with you gently applying his makeup. It was a nice feeling.

Felix watched as you carefully chose what to use and the look you wanted to give him. You seemed to give special attention to what products you chose, as if one wrong move would ruin the whole thing. But he would let you apply, take off, and apply makeup on him over and over again if it meant he could just be next to you. Everything you did was mesmerizing and he couldn’t get enough of it. These thoughts and feelings surprised him with their intensity, but it wasn’t unwelcome. He couldn’t stop the small smile on his lips during the whole process.

“I hope you don’t mind if I’m light on foundation.” You mumbled. “I think your freckles are lovely and I’d hate to cover them up.”

Again his heart was doing tricks in his chest. He nodded, “Alright. Thank you.”

Your smile turned shy. “You’re very welcome.”

The rest of the time passed in quiet contentment. It didn’t bother him that much, even though he really wanted to speak with you. However, he would rather your first moments together be comfortable just like this. It was nice.

Of course when the two of you were done and you moved on to help finish Jeongin’s makeup, Chris nudged his shoulder.

“What was that all about?”

“What was what about?”

“You know what I’m talking about.” He nodded in your direction. “You were practically giving them puppy dog eyes the whole time they did your makeup. So I ask again: what was that all about?”

He shook his head, letting his hair slip in front of his face a little. “It was nothing. I was just making sure they did a good job.”

“Oh yeah sure.” He rolled his eyes. “Do you think they could be your soulmate?”

Felix felt his brain jolt and restart at the question. “Dude, shut up! Whether or not they’re my soulmate is irrelevant. They were just doing their job, that’s it. Besides, there would be no way of knowing for sure if they were my soulmate or not.”

Chris shrugged. “Whatever you say, my friend. All I’m saying is, if I were you, I would try talking to them. It seemed like they liked you as well.”

Glancing back at you, finishing up Jeongin’s makeup, he sighed. Was Chris right? Did you really like him as much as he did? Did you want to be around him all the time and learn everything about him? Did being apart ache like no other? Were you his soulmate?

He knew there was no way of knowing, at least not without sounding crazy. He couldn’t just go up to you and ask if you shared any of the same experiences he did throughout his entire life. But even if you weren’t, did he have to end up with the one he was supposed to be with? He’s heard of soulmates who didn’t get along or just stayed friends. All he knew was he wanted to talk to you again, whether you were his soulmate or not.

There was another knock at the door and a stagehand poked his head in. “Five minutes till showtime, Stray Kids.”

They thanked him and all eight boys rushed around for last minute details. Seungmin was putting in his contact lenses that made his eyes the same color and Minho was applying more foundation to the black mark. Changbin adjusted his skin tone compression shirt, just in case his soulmate started writing all over his arms in the middle of performance again. 

You added the last bit of makeup on Jeongin before allowing him to grab his in-ear piece. Now that you had a moment to yourself, Felix touched your shoulder, causing you to flinch. He brushed off the feeling of surprise as it felt like a cold breeze hit his back.

“Can I speak to you after our performance?”

You nodded. “Of course. I’ll wait for you.”

He ignored the flipping of his stomach at your words. Instead, he lined up with the rest of Stray Kids and followed them to the stage. Taking a deep breath, he joined them on stage to the cheers of their fans. He smiled brightly and waved to all the Stay, throwing a few hearts their way. A sense of completeness and satisfaction filled him as he got into place. This was where he belonged. This is who he is. He is Felix Lee of Stray Kids, and he was born to perform.

As the song began and he started to dance, his usual sense of excitement and fun was replaced with something else: surprise. He faltered for only a second, trying to figure out the source of this new feeling. He glanced around the audience before looking to the sides of the stage.

That’s when he locked eyes with you and understood.

You were feeling surprised. You must have felt his mood when he was in performance mode. You must have felt a lot more than just that. 

But besides all of that, Felix knew Chris was right all along. You were his soulmate.

And he couldn’t wait to talk to you after the show.

#Stray Kids #Stray Kids Fanfiction #Stray Kids Oneshot #KPop #KPop Fanfiction #KPop Oneshot #Stay #Felix Lee #Felix Lee X Reader #Felix Lee Fanficition #Felix Lee Oneshot #Felix Lee Fluff #Felix #Felix X Reader #Felix Fanfiction #Felix Oneshot #Felix Fluff #Soulmate #Soulmate AU #Oneshot #Fluff

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⚡︎ ┊ TMNT : Finalized designs & Headcannons.

⚡︎ ┊ Finished my official designs, now I can make comics and such without them looking different every time. !! HEADCANNONS BELOW IMAGE, FOR ANYONE INTERESTED.

⚡︎ ┊ HEADCANNONS.

Leonardo

Cannot be sneaked up on (Will catch whoever tries)

Lots of night terrors

Light sleeper

Loves bubblegum

Superiority complex

Talks to himself out loud

Really good at lying (Best liar in the family)

Always smells good

Very overprotective (especially over Mikey bc he's the youngest)

Annoying older brother vibes

Argues with Raph the most

Sleeps with one eye open (literally)

Allergic to dogs

Only turtle who CAN cook

Can't watch horror films (they freak him out)

"IDC" Thinks about it for hours

"I'm not scared!" Freaks out

Hates bugs

Raphael

LOVES Halloween. (Has decorations all over his room)

Heavy sleeper

Snores but says he doesn't

Mr.Sarcastic

Picks on Don the most

Swears in nearly every sentence

Metalhead

Bedroom? No, Mancave. (Barely leaves his room)

Talented artist

Plays the bass guitar

JUGALLO RAPH REAL!!

Hates everything and everyone.

Edgy middle child attitude

"IDGAF!!" Starts crying

Likes Mikey more bc he can playfight rough with him.

True crime >>>

Horror movies >>>

Works out to calm himself down

Only shows his "cool" art to his brothers, keeps everything else hidden

Always looks angry no matter what

Can't control his tone of voice (Speaks really loudly, and aggressively)

Hates being told what to do

Deathly terrified of roaches

Missing a tooth (From a fight with leo)

Donatello

Very very VERY tired

Mr.Fix-it

Germaphobe

Neat-freak

Really picky with food

Won't eat spaghetti or most noodles bc it reminds him of worms

Hates wearing most clothes because they make him feel trapped

Gets hiccups when nervous

Doesn't drink coffee, though likes energy drinks

Must double check everything a billion times

Throws a fit when someone messes with his plans, or things

Swears as much as Raph

RARELY in his room, mostly in his lab.

Hates the smell of dust, sage, and greasy food

Likes collecting pens

MOOD SWING KING!!

Paranoid all the time

Insomniac

Almost always accidentally falls asleep in his lab.

Sticky notes, sticky notes, sticky notes

Can only draw mechs and vehicles, cant draw anything else

" We're poor as dirt " Has thousands of dollars hidden in his room.

Has to wear glasses but doesn't around his brothers (they pick on him :( )

Likes psychological horror better than visual horror.

Slouch king

yells a LOT

Listens to techno music when making inventions

#1 oingo boingo fan

Has slight bucked teeth

Speaks with a lisp

Michelangelo

Spoiled younger brother vibes

Loves video games

A LITERAL GOD AT DANCE DANCE REVOLUTION

Hates being left alone, or away from his brothers for long periods of time

ALWAYS asking Donatello for money (usually a yes)

LOVES candy (especially sour)

Borrows April's camcord to take stupid videos

Cracks every bone in his body when nervous

"The vibes are off right now…"

" Dudezz!! " " Chill out brozz " type of guy

Wears braces!

Always doing stupid shit

PRANK LORD

#ILOVEBEINGATURTLE!!!!

Sings in the shower

Puts on whole concerts for no reasons

Plays the drums

LOVES play fighting with Raph

Likes cooking, but cant do it good.

"CAN WE KEEP IT!!"

"I licked it, it's mine"

Steals from everyone, thinks its funny

Hides Donnie's tools for fun

Talks too fast

#digital art #artists on tumblr #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt #tmnt redesign #tmnt design #tmnt headcanons #tmnt 2012 #tmnt leonardo #tmnt raphael #tmnt donatello #tmnt michelangelo

[ladykailitha]

If I Rescue You, Will You Rescue Me, Too? Part 8

Hello and happy spring holiday for those that celebrate it.

The boys get to Indy and immediately confess (I swear to god these two do not like drawing it out. The confession was SUPPOSED to be AFTER the concert but no...)

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3  Part 4 Part 5  Part 6  Part 7 

*

Robin was freaking out more than Steve was and Steve was really freaking out.

“All right,” she said, after some serious panicking on both their parts. “I think it’s time we call in the big guns.”

Steve nodded and Robin left to go make the call.

Fifteen minutes later, Nancy arrived.

Steve gave her a hug in greeting. “Thanks for coming. I’m on the verge of a panic attack and need to make sure I’m not forgetting anything. I just want this weekend to be perfect.”

Nancy smiled. “I’ve got you covered. I contacted everyone involved and cross checked everything they told me and came up with a list. I also contacted Wayne and he’s coming over with all of Eddie’s things as well.”

Steve nodded and did everything she said. He packed up the car carefully and then when Wayne arrived she pulled everything out and carefully catelogued everything. Once she was satisfied, Nancy allowed them to pack it in the car.

Then she made Steve sit down and write an itinerary with her so that he knew where he was supposed to be when. She knew that he thrived on schedules and made sure he had one with enough wiggle room in case things changed.

He took a deep breath and looked at the three other people. “I just need assurances I’m not going to fuck this up.”

Robin came up and kissed his cheek. “You’re only panicking now because it hasn’t started yet. Once you pick him up, it will be all Harrington charm from here on in.”

Nancy hugged him. “She’s right. You know what to do. You are an amazing boyfriend. You just needed the right person.”

Steve nodded. “Do you really think he’s the right person?”

She smiled up at him. “I really do.”

The two girls left, leaving Steve alone with Wayne.

“All I ask is that you treat him right,” Wayne said. “And you’ve already got one hell of a head start on that front. Just be yourself, Steve. He’s already head over heels in love with you.”

“I’ll try my best,” Steve said softly.

Wayne gave him a hug, too. “You’ll do fine.”

And then was gone.

Steve locked the house behind him and drove to the hospital.

*

Eddie was waiting for Steve in the patient pick up and god, he looked gorgeous. All right so what if Steve was bias. But seeing Eddie standing there in ripped jeans, a Mercyful Fate t-shirt, and his new leather jacket, was like a breath of fresh air.

This was the Eddie Steve had fallen in love with. And he couldn’t wait to start the weekend with him.

Steve rolled down the passenger window. “Hey, handsome. You need a ride?”

Eddie burst out laughing. “Dude, if that’s your idea of a pick up line, I fear for the intelligence of the women of Hawkins.”

Steve laughed too and pushed open the door for him. “Nah, but you looked like you needed the laugh.”

“Thanks,” Eddie said, buckling himself in. “So Indy, huh?”

Steve pulled out into traffic. “You think being all cute is going to get me to spill the beans on this surprise, don’t you?”

Eddie cocked his head. “It’s always worked on Uncle Wayne.”

“Of course it did,” Steve said, shaking his head fondly. “Because I was freaking out this morning, we’re going to get into Indy with only enough time for dinner and drinks before bed.”

“You got a fake ID I don’t know about, Stevie?” Eddie asked, eyeing him sidelong.

Steve rolled his eyes. “Of course I do, how do you think I bought all that booze for all my parties, dude?” Eddie cocked his head, nodding. “But it’s not going to be needed for this.”

Eddie reached over to turn on the radio but Steve shook his head. “Open the glove box. You’ll find tapes in there.”

“Steve,” Eddie said, “we are not listening to your music this whole fucking trip. I will murder you.”

Steve rolled his eyes again. “We aren’t. Now would you just open the god damn glove box, please?”

Eddie sighed and did as he was told. There were about five cassettes in there. Two were Iron Maiden, one was Metallica, one was Dio, and the last was Black Sabbath.

“Holy shit, dude,” he murmured. “Where did you get these?”

“Your Uncle Wayne,” Steve admitted. “They’re yours. All he could salvage from the wreckage, but they should last the weekend.”

Eddie teared up. “Fuck. Thanks, Stevie.”

He opened up the Dio tape first and put it in. “Be prepared for the education of your life, sweetheart.”

Steve smiled over at him. “I can’t wait.”

*

They arrived at the hotel and Steve got their luggage out. He tossed his keys to the valet driver and handed the luggage to the bus boy.

“Room 2122,” Steve told him and tipped him a fiver. The bus boy nodded and went to the elevators.

“Eddie Munson and guest checking in,” Steve said to the receptionist at the front desk.

She nodded and then handed Steve two keys. “Enjoy your stay!”

Eddie never felt more out of place in his entire life, but dutifully followed behind Steve.

They got onto the elevator and Eddie pursed him lips. “So...who exactly is paying for all this if it’s not you?”

Steve fought down his smile. “You’ll see. After dinner.”

Eddie just shook his head.

Steve handed him a key. “This one is for you. In case we get separated or something.”

Eddie nodded and let Steve use his key to unlock their room. It was a VIP suite.

And only one bed.

Granted the thing was huge. But still the thought of sharing with Eddie sent a thrill down Steve’s spine.

Their luggage was next to the bed waiting for them.

Steve looked at his watch. “We’ve got time for both of us to get a shower before dinner.”

“Is there a reason I need to shower, sweetheart?” Eddie asked, raising an eyebrow.

“You’ll want to, yes,” Steve said, still not giving anything away. “The clothes on top in your luggage is what you’ll want to wear tonight. The dinner jacket included.”

Eddie frowned but took the bag Steve handed him. He walked into the bathroom and gasped.

The bathroom itself was bigger than his old trailer. It glittered in white marble and brass fastenings. There was a shower, but there was also a bathtub the size of a Jacuzzi. He would have to wait until tomorrow to try that one out as apparently they were on a time table tonight.

He stripped down and got into the shower. The hot water was pure bliss after days of being on the run and being in the hospital. He washed his hair with the shampoo and condition provided and relished the silky feel. He gently cleaned his wounds (NO SCRUBBING) but scrubbed the rest of him. He grimaced at the dirt that coated the bottom of the shower and then floated away down the drain.

He got out of the shower and patted his wounds dry. He was able to the put the gauze on the wounds but he was having trouble wrapping them. He couldn’t even get dressed with this being done first. There was no helping it. He wrapped a towel around his waist and walked out to the main room.

“Steve?” he asked timidly, holding on to the towel for dear life.

Steve looked down the trail of water before snapping back to Eddie’s eyes. Eddie licked his teeth slowly. That was interesting. Very interesting indeed. Steve spotted the bandage in his hand.

“Oh! I should have realized,” he said coming over to take the bandage from him. “Here, let me do that for you.”

Eddie blushed. “Where do you want me?”

Steve pursed his lips. “I think you’ll need to stand for the torso, but then you can sit on the bed for me to do the neck.”

Eddie nodded, pressing his lips together and tried very, very hard not to get aroused with Steve on his knees in front of him.

Steve worked quickly and was lurching to his feet in no time at all. Eddie was beginning to wonder if maybe Steve had been thinking the same thing Eddie was about Steve being on his knees.

“All done,” Steve said after clearing his throat. “On the bed.”

Eddie quirked an eyebrow. “You know, pretty boy, you really shouldn’t say things you don’t mean.”

Steve frowned and then turned bright red. “I wouldn’t suck you off while you were standing, man. That would be uncomfortable for both parties involved.”

Eddie’s other eyebrow shot up to join the first. “In what way?”

Steve looked him dead in the eye said. “I wouldn’t be able to get good enough traction as there wouldn’t be anything to push against.”

Eddie’s brain went off line and Steve deftly moved him over to the bed and sat him down. He had almost finished binding Eddie’s neck, when the boy finally came back online.

“I didn’t realize you did that sort of thing,” Eddie said, shyly.

Steve shrugged. “I haven’t, yet. Just recently realized I’m into guys. But I’ve gone down on girls and I doubt it’s much different.”

Eddie’s jaw dropped as Steve finished the bandaging.

“And it doesn’t bother you that you’re shacking up with a gay man for the weekend?”

Steve frowned. “Why would it?”

Eddie wagged his eyebrows. “Sharing a bed, alone in this magnificent hotel room, room service on the house, alcohol flowing freely. Aren’t you worry we might get up to something naughty?”

Steve gently lifted Eddie’s chin and he gasped in pain. “And that’s why nothing’s happening this weekend, sunshine. But make no mistake, in a month or so when that has had time to heal...I’ll do whatever your great mind can possibly come up with.”

Eddie gulped. “Noted, Stevie. Heal first, fuck later.”

Steve smiled down at him. “I didn’t say kissing was off the table.”

Eddie grinned. “Is that so? Well, then you better pucker up, big boy and show me what you’ve got.”

Steve leaned down and gently pressed his lips to Eddie’s. Every nerve ending that was shot to hell because of the bites lit up like they were on fire.

Once Steve pulled back, Eddie asked, “Was this weekend one great big excuse to woo me, sweetheart?”

Steve laughed. “Mostly that, but a little bit ‘oops we’re sorry you got dragged into hell’ from everyone else too.”

Eddie’s eyes went wide. “What? Really?”

“I got some help from your friends,” Steve said a started counting them off on his fingers, “Robin, Nancy, Dustin, Dustin’s mom. But the rest of it? All me, sunshine.”

“And just what is all this, sweetheart?” Eddie asked, batting his lashes.

Steve bapped his nose. “Nice try, Eds. I’m not telling you shit.” He looked at his watch. “We’ve got about a half hour before dinner, which is just long enough for me to get my shower. Do you need help dressing or just with the bandages?”

Eddie huffed out a laugh. “Just bandages. I think I would die of embarrassment first before I let you dress me before we’ve had sex, Stevie.”

Steve chuckled. “Have it your way.”

He swapped Eddie’s things in the bathroom for his own, letting Eddie get dressed while he was in the shower.

He came out, hair dried and styled, completely dressed to see Eddie standing there looking awkwardly down at the floor.

He tugged at the hem of his dinner jacket. “Are you sure I have to wear this? I mean the rest of my outfit is still pretty causal.”

Eddie was referring of course to the tight black jeans (no rips in the knees or elsewhere), the shined up combat boots, and the black band tee. He had his wallet chain already attached to the belt loops.

Steve was too stunned to answer. Eddie looked good.

Eddie lifted his head to see him standing there, slack jawed and absolutely beautiful. Steve was in a plain black tee and dinner jacket, with nice slacks and shiny, white sneakers.

He looked back down at the dinner jacket. “Right, I take that back. Definitely essential wear if you’re dressed like that.”

Steve blushed. “We’re going to be dinning in the hotel restaurant, believe me when you see how everyone else is dressed, you’ll be grateful for the jacket.”

Eddie nodded. “Shall we go?”

“Just one more thing,” Steve said and went to his luggage. He pulled something out of the front pocket and stepped behind Eddie. He gently brushed Eddie’s hair aside and fastened the necklace.

Eddie looked down at it and gasped. “My lucky pick!”

“Dustin found it when he went back to the trailer to find a way to transport you back to the real world,” he explained, stepping back around so that they were face to face. “I figured you’d want it back.”

Eddie nodded, pressing his lips together. Steve kissed his lips softly.

“Come on, it’s time for dinner.”

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[laundrybiscuits]

(wait for the season to come back to me tag)

“We still on for dinner this Thursday, or are you gonna reschedule again? Because I swear to god, Steve, I will break into your apartment and set up camp if I have to. It’s been years. Centuries.”

“It’s been a month, Henderson.”

“I barely remember who you are anymore. What’s your name again? How do I know you? We’re actually very happy with our current cable provider, thanks.”

God, that kid is such an asshole. Steve loves the shit out of him.

“Listen, I’ll see you on Thursday and explain everything, okay? Actually, uh—I’m kinda calling to give you a heads-up. Got some big news, so you should, like…brace yourself.”

Dustin’s quiet for a long, worrying moment.

“Steve. You have got to know that that’s the least helpful thing you could possibly say. You’re not even gonna give me a hint, man?”

“Wish I could. It’s not a bad thing, okay? Just big. Like…Upside Down big.”

“Okay, for my own peace of mind, I’m going to pretend you’re completely overreacting about the fact that you, like, got a dog or something.”

“I’m not—”

“Peace of mind, Steve! See you Thursday at my place! Don’t cancel or I’ll kill you!”

Steve’s left laughing into the dial tone. Honestly, he’d mostly called so Dustin couldn’t complain afterwards about not getting an advance warning. There’s just no way to hint at the whole Eddie thing without Eddie being present and accounted for; it would be the worst kind of cruel.

Steve can’t imagine what he’d have done to anyone who tried to tell him Eddie was alive without any kind of proof. It wouldn’t have been good.

“So we’re telling Henderson on Thursday?” Eddie jostles Steve’s shoulder. Steve thinks he’s been doing that a lot more lately.

“Seems like,” says Steve.

———

They take the train to Dustin’s place in Wilmette as soon as it gets dark out. Eddie’s bundled up in a nondescript hoodie and one of Steve’s denim jackets, looking like every other Chicagoan braced against the cool evening air.

They haven’t been going out all that much. Robin keeps asking if Eddie wants to do any tourist stuff, maybe the museums or something, but he always shrugs off the offers. Steve would’ve maybe expected him to want to get out and explore, now that he’s not cooped up anymore, but Eddie mostly seems to want to sleep, read, and watch TV.

Robin’s been on a campaign to educate Eddie about the ten years of pop culture he missed. “It’s essential for rehabilitation,” she says. Steve is pretty sure it’s just an excuse to make them rewatch all of Robin’s favorite movies, because some of the stuff she brings home was definitely already out in 1986.

Eddie draws the line at letting Robin show him music, though: “Nope, nuh-uh, no freaking way. I wouldn’t have listened to that shimmery synth shit if I’d been alive and free every single day of the last decade, and I’m not gonna listen to it now.”

Steve does have a few metal cassettes, but he feels weird about bringing them out. It feels like he’s crossing a line, somehow—admitting to something. So instead, they’d all traipsed over to the Tower Records a few blocks over, and let Eddie roam around sampling things.

To Steve’s surprise, Eddie hadn’t actually picked up that many metal albums. He'd grabbed the new Accept and some Alice in Chains, sure, but he also picked up Nirvana and Soundgarden. He had gotten into a conversation with a very helpful clerk that ended with the clerk scribbling a number on a business card and handing it over with a grin and a promise to make Eddie try some local act called Wilco next time.

Obviously Steve’s happy that Eddie’s making friends and charming people. He’s legitimately fucking thrilled that other people are finally seeing how great Eddie is, because Eddie deserves that. Eddie deserves the world, and if he wants to date some random clerk, he should get to.

It’s just that if Eddie Munson comes back from the dead to start dating some random clerk, Steve is going to have to go live at the bottom of Lake Michigan. That’s all.

#fic: wait for the season to come back to me #steddie #so! I have put CONSIDERABLE THOUGHT into what kind of 90s music this Eddie would be into & what might catch his eye #nothing too obscure at this stage; he's still learning what's out there #he'll always be attached to his faves but his fuck-the-world thrash energy has changed considerably due to all the yknow trauma #thrash/death/black metal isn't cathartic for him rn because there's too much baggage wrt who he used to be #so I feel like early grunge would appeal to him as long as it's not too polished; it borrows a lot from metal esp with the guitars #(he's not gonna like wilco tho.) #honestly I'm rly regretting going with a 2008 artpop/altrock song for the title now

[ijustwanttoreadfanfiction]

Sunshine.

Billy Hargrove x AFAB Reader

Taking a break from our regular schedule of Eddie Munson, to bring you soft smutty Billy Hargrove. Yeah, I know he's problematic as fuck, I have no excuse. Written whilst listening to Haim's exceptional album Women In Music Pt III, but primarily inspired by the track Gasoline (feat. Taylor Swift)

Warnings: 18+ only, MDI. Oral sex (F receiving), vaginal sex, swearing, mentions of domestic abuse.

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Billy.

6 months ago the name held little significance to you, now it consumes your days.

It was a truth universally acknowledged that Billy Hargrove was an asshole, from the moment he arrived in Hawkin’s he was an asshole, he was an asshole before that too. Everyone would tell you he was an asshole, Max, Nancy, Dustin, Steve, Mike, Chief Hopper, the school guidance counsellor. You had witnessed it yourself, although never directed towards you; volatile temper, disrespectful, slightly psychopathic tendencies.

But then there was your Billy.

Who would kiss you on the forehead when he thought you were asleep, who always held the passenger door of his car open for you, who would guide you through the high school corridors with his hand on the small of your back; a constant reassuring pressure.

The Billy, who turned up outside your bedroom window at 2am in the pouring rain, blackened eye and split lip courtesy of his father, apologising because he didn’t know where else to go, he didn’t have anywhere else to go. You had cleaned him up, silenced his apologies with soothing kisses and hushed whispers of comfort, telling him that it would be ok, that he was enough, that he wasn’t an asshole. Tangled up together on your twin bed, he was simply content to hold you, fingers tracing your features, running through your hair, eyes burning with unspoken affection; Billy wasn’t good with words.

***

It’s your birthday, and you’re exactly where you want to be, sequestered away at Lover’s Lake with Billy, spread out on a soft blanket, air balmy with the scent of Summer, heat washing over your skin. You play with the delicate gold chain adorning your neck, stopping when you get to the sun charm that sits in the divot of your collarbone.

“You sure you like it?” Billy asks, propping himself up on his elbow, his hand tracing the same path you’ve just taken.

“I love it.” You insist for the fifth time that day, your fingers comb through his curls, bringing him down to your lips.

The kiss is soft, slow, and teasing. His hand moving down the valley of your breasts, lightly brushing the underside, caressing over your naval, until he reaches your hip holding you firmly. You sigh blissfully into his mouth, feeling his lips quirk up in a small smile, kissing you more ardently, hand moving to your outer thigh now where your pretty summer dress has ridden up.

“Billy.” You whisper to the sky, as he maps out a path on your neck, gently sucking and nipping at your pulse point.

“What is it Sunshine?” He asks softly, his nickname for you filling your chest with familiar warmth, you don’t answer because he knows what you want, what you need. You take deep calming breaths as he descends lower and lower, the hem of your dress being moved up to your stomach, soft material on softer skin. He lavishes attention to the newly exposed stretch of skin, making you shift slightly beneath him, a fleeting squirm that tells him he’s doing a good job. 

He hums faintly in pleasure as he reaches your white panties, a tiny patch of dampness marking the centre, he kisses over the material, your small gasp like music to his ears.

Hooking his fingers into the waistband he draws them down your legs, smoothly, taking his time placing more kisses to your inner thighs, your knees. 

You whine quietly, reaching for him, intertwining his fingers with yours squeezing reassuringly, mouth finally making contact with your sweet cunt, nuzzling at your clit, tongue exploring the wetness gathered. You shudder, sparks of pleasure coursing through you like an electric current.

“Such a pretty pussy, angel.” He coos, two fingers slipping in with ease, moving at a maddeningly slow pace, barely thrusting, more like seeking strokes, looking for - there. He knows he’s found the right spot, a shaky “fuck” falling from your kiss bitten lips, he loves it when you swear, the sound going straight to his already hard cock. Crooking his fingers, he groans lightly as your walls spasm just slightly, not quite all the way there, not yet, but enough to make your cream slip from your swollen slit, his tongue lapping it up like it’s the sweetest honey and it is.

  He focuses the tip of his tongue back to your bud, circling tenderly, fingers moving with a little more pace within you. You bring your entwined hand up to your right breast, holding his palm against you showing him how you want to be held, delicately thumbing at your peaked nipple. He can feel your velvet walls getting tighter, your breath hitching, stomach jumping as the sensation rises. He watches your face intensely as the wave crashes down, back arching, hips bucking, head pressing back into the blanket, neck stretched in a wordless cry. He continues to work you through the trembling ripples, tongue swirling desperately, determined to draw you out to the very edge of your limit. You let go of his hand to glide your hands through his hair, the gentlest of tugs letting him know you were getting oversensitive, he places a final kiss to your glistening centre and you’re pulling him to you in earnest now.

Lips melding together, a shared moan as you taste yourself on his tongue, he shifts atop you unzipping his fly as you push his boxers down, hard length meeting your belly. You take him into your soft hand, pumping smoothly, swallowing his gasps. He lines up with your centre, body covering you, sheltering you as he eases in coaxing a whimper from you.

“I’ve got you angel.” He mutters, placing kiss after kiss to your cheeks, nose, forehead, jaw, anywhere he can reach.

As with his fingers he moves slowly once more, rocking deep within you, time ticking by like molasses, the sun beats down trapping you both in an impossible heat. He takes your hands once again, raising them behind your head, fingers lacing together, pinning you down in pleasure. A keening whine when he bites at the flesh of your throat, tongue quickly soothing the hurt.

“Billy.” You whisper again, pleading, almost like a prayer.

“I know, I know.” He chants back, the answer to your prayers.

He pushes his pelvis down and the friction is just enough to send you free falling, the gripping heat pulling him with you, he gathers you into his arms, more tender kisses to your forehead, still moving, hips pumping through the last burning strokes, your combined spend dripping to the blanket below.

“Happy Birthday sunshine.” He says, kissing you deeply, you giggle against his mouth, euphoric with release and he feels like his heart might burst.

Billy wasn’t good with words, but he didn't have to be.

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