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(Yandere) Marc Spector headcanons part 2
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Whenever you're walking alone Marc always silently follows you, making sure you reach your destination safely.
He's (over)protective, if he heard about something has happened near them or at the city you two are in he will insist that you stay with him until it's safe.
Marc let's you train with his guns, knives, whatever you're fancy with. But he will unload every single bullet so you won't accidentally hurt yourself. Your safety has top priority after all. :)
Marc knows he's scary if he wants to be, which makes it alot easier to protect you. If you two take a walk together nobody would be stupid enough to pick up a fight with him.
He is your one man army. :)
If someone chooses to pick up on you he will gently shove you out of the way and deal with that rude Person.
"Honey, do me a favor and go buy yourself a drink." *slips money into your hand* "I'll teach that prick you're mine."
If someone had hurt you he will go on a hunt for them 100 times more determined than John Wick himself.
He's stubborn sometimes, so he will likely not admit it that seeing you around other men will make him jealous.
Loves having you near him. <3
He thinks he doesn't deserve you, but on the other side his obsession with you kind of blinds him and he thinks he does. He's a mixed bag I guess?
You're a gamer?? Marc is too and he's played almost every triple A game before you. He knows he could easily crush you in some rounds but he let's you win sometimes, only to beat you again the next round. :)
Whenever Marc's on a mission he will triple-check the house/apartment to ensure the security is enabled before leaving.
If Khonshu says something about you Marc will tell that old pigeon to shut up immediately.
"You know if you wouldn't be thinking about y/n the whole time you'd be--"
"Shut it old bird, who's doing the Mission? You or me?"
Once Marc is back from his missions you better be prepared for some cuddles.
If he finds you dozed off on the couch or his bed he will tuck you in and give you company.
Marc may look like a tough to crack guy but with you he is the sweetest, most caring, protective guy you could ever wish for.
Loves watching action movies with you. One night you two were watching Deadpool and you compared him to Marc. Marc said he could beat him easily.
"Looking forward to you two dishing out insults at eachother, haha!"
"Atleast I'm not looking like a cheap version of Freddy Krueger. He looks like the offspring of Freddy Krueger and Pinhead after they had the most sadistic orgy ever in hell."
*Your jaw drops and you give him the most flabbergasted look*
*Marc just grins at you like the cheshire cat himself*
Marc doesn't tell you, but he likes it when you tease him. That just gives him a reason to get his revenge on you later. >:)
He loves telling you how safe only he could make you feel, how nobody else could protect you as he could. That's kind of a turn on for him...
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twsted-kinks · 9 months
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Broooo your smuts 🥵🥵 and you do watersports?? Can you do something about the twst cast taking it in their mouth? Whether reader is riding/fucking their face or character is holding them down and forcing it, but humiliation + piss PLEASEEE. The riddle gangbang when he got stuck on the knot is so hot that i wanted to send something abt it but its rare to see watersports in twst lol
Also can i be 💦 anon?
Sjsjsns I have an anon now? Yes definitely you can be 💦 anon. And thank you for enjoying my writing! I'm not gonna write all characters at once cause that's a lot, so I'll write for the dorm leaders for now. Will probably write more characters later but gonna start with them for now. Also this got a but more out of hand and kinda become more of what its like being in a relationship with them and piss kink activities snsndndn. There's still some humiliation there but these became more generalized.
TWST Dorm Leaders and MC/Reader's Piss Scenarios/Headcanons
Content Warning: some guys have dicks some guys have cunts, piss, piss drinking (both on purpose and accidental), golden showers, piss marking, piss being used as tea, humiliation and praise, dom/sub dynamics, unhealthy jealousy, dubcon scenarios (mostly just being annoyed), whatever the fancy word is for finding crying hot
(Note: MC/Reader and each character (seperate at least this time) have a pre-established relationship)
Riddle
At first, Riddle wants nothing to do with piss. The first time he accidentally pisses himself while you two are intimate, everything stops immediately, and he's crying, apologizing, everything. Even when you tell him you like piss, when he feels like he's about to pee himself, Riddle safewords and goes to the bathroom. He seems really embarrassed and, at this point, your sex life is mostly vanilla with him, so you don't push the subject really. But now you have to find a different way to get your piss fix, so you decide to pursue some solo fantasies, one of them just so happens to include drinking piss from a teacup.
So, one day you're chilling in your bedroom at the Ramshackle dorm, pouring your own piss from a teapot into a little cup, when you're pulled away for a moment because Grim got his claws stuck in a couch cushion. Just as you're pulling Grim's claws out, trying to not hurt him or ruin the couch, Riddle decides to stop in for a visit. Not even thinking, you tell Riddle to just wait in your room until you get Grim free. Once you finally do, you get back to your room to find your boyfriend has poured himself his own cup and sipping with a delighted smile. You pause in the doorway as he finishes the cup and asks you "I don't think I've ever had this type of tea before? It's a strange taste, but also an enjoyable one. I quite like it." You take a deep breath, step into your room, and close the door behind you. "Riddle," you say in a calm voice, "I love you, so I won't lie to you. That isn't tea. That's my... urine."
After a beat of silence, Riddle screams, face red, cup dropped, and collars you with his spell on instinct. Riddle is panicking. He just told his partner, the person he loves dearly, that he likes the taste of their piss. He's in such a state if panic that he doesn't even think to question why your piss would be in a teapot in the first place. It takes a moment to calm him down and get him to a point he can have a coherent thought. You apologize to him and explain your piss kink, hoping that he won't dump you for this. His face is still red and his hands are shaking, but he talks with you. Riddle is still hesitant, but the fact that he loves you and apparently likes the taste if your pee has him come to the conclusion that he wants to try this fetish out with you.
After trying some stuff out, Riddle finds that he ABSOLUTELY has a piss kink too and gets very subby with anything piss related. You controlling his bladder, watching him piss, pressing on his bladder, you holding his little dick as he pees for you. All of it riles him up and has him melting for you. Though, his favorite piss related activities have to do with drinking your piss. It's almost like he'd addicted. From him giving you head and pissing on his face, you riding/fucking his face and forcing your piss down his throat. It's so good. It's also now a regular thing for your dates to include one of you pissing into a teapot and making eyes at each other while you sip on your cups.
Leona
Leona is not shy about his piss kink. Every time he fucks you, he has to either pee on your or inside you. It's also a regular occurrence for him to piss on you or make you open you mouth and drink his piss at random times. What's really happening is either he can smell his sent is fading off of you or he smells someone else's scent on you. Everyone needs to know that you're his. The other beastmen can smell it plain as day and know to treat you both with respect and fear because of Leona's claim on you. But, non-beastmen have a hard time picking up on it.
You're hanging out with your buddies during lunch when someone gets a bit too close to you. At points this person would even wrap an arm around you. You pull his arm off you the first time, but, when he does it again, you chew the guy out and you and your buddies kick him out of the table. Still, there was enough of him getting to close to you where Ruggie decided to snap a picture and send it to Leona.
Now, Leona's been having a shit day already, so, when he sees a picture of you and someone else's hand on your shoulder, he is livid. It's not long before he is storming into the cafeteria, pulling you away, and dragging you to a secluded area of the garden. You try to ask him what's wrong, but he just growls for you to get on your knees. You've had enough of his shit though. Anytime he's in a mood, he thinks he can just wip his dick out and have you take care of him. Well, now you're pissed. You've been having a shit day too.
"No!" You growl back. "I'm tired of always being the urinal.. You get on YOUR knees for once!"
Leona is taken aback. His cheeks turn a light shade of red, and he turns his back to you. "Tsk, if you're not into it-"
"That's not what I said, and you know it!" You yank on his tail, making him hiss. "Now, if you want to pee on me, get on your knees and let me pee on you first."
Leona hesitates. You grab a fistful of Leona's hair and tug both his tail and hair at the same time. This time you earn a mewl from the beastman. "Yes or no, Leona."
"F-fine." Leona mutters.
Now, Leona is on his knees in front of you as you undress yourself, freeing yourself to reveal your lower body. You grab his hair and yank it, making him look up at you. You take a breath in, relaxing, and your stream starts. It starts weak but quickly gets to full force as you drench his face. You aim your stream downward, soaking his uniform. He groans, and you can see his cock start to get hard through his pants. You focus your stream on his cock and watch as he begins stroking himself through the wet fabric.
And that's how you learn how to get Leona into a subspace. Turns out Leona is a little piss slut who becomes the perfect fuck toy when you give him a golden shower. He'll deny it with a blush and fight you whenever you want to dom, but simply sitting next to Leona and complaining you need to take a piss will get him on his knees between your legs. You also discovered you can get Leona to cum untouched by simply pissing on his face and calling him things like "a desperate little kitten" and "my pretty urinal slut."
Azul
Azul crying during sex is a common occurrence. The first time he squirted ink had Azul sobbing, but you were able to convince him you actually found it very sexy by licking up what ink you could. Azul finally gets that it turns you on, but still it embarrass him to no end. He still cries just about every time you have sex with him. You were concerned at first, but you can't help but find his tears cute and even sexy. Azul is a needy sub, crying as he begs for you to fill his cunt with your cock/strap, and will whine for you to make him cum again and again until he can't physically take it anymore. He needs you to fuck him and ruin his cunt, slap it, stretch it wide open, just abuse it.
Though, one day you stuff Azul a bit too much. You double stuff him, fucking his cunt with a two dildo strap/a dildo and your cock. Azul cums HARD and becomes an absolute mess. He squirts ink all over your torso along with covering you in piss. He's out of it af first, but, as soon as he realizes what happened, he's freaking out and sobbing. You have to stop everything you're doing and go into comfort mode. It takes a while but he finally calms down. Again, he's hesitant when you say you find it sexy, but you eventually convince him. The two of you don't really bring it up again for a while until Azul asks you about why you like it one day. He admits to looking up some watersports stuff and wants to try some stuff with you. What he really wants though, is for you to control his bladder.
One day, you're bringing him big glass of water to his office while Jade and Floyd are there, and Azul tries to play everything off as normal with a very obvious blush on his face. Jade and Floyd can at least tell you're there for fun and not work, so they leave you and their boss alone.
Kalim
Not really humiliated once he figures out he has a piss kink. Just loves drinking your pee, begs for it with puppy dog eyes. Him figuring it out is an adventure though. You were fucking his cunt hard with your strap/cock. He was just so out of it and he thought he was just gonna squirt, but he just ended up pissing all over you. Post nut clarity had him apologizing with a deep blush, but you telling him you're into it has him relieved and surprisingly very excited. He ends up drinking a lot of water before having sex with you and pissing all over you when you fuck him. When your bring up you pissing on him, Kalim is ALL for it.
The first time you pissed on him, he got unbelievably turned on, jerking off his clit while your stream soaks his hair and chest. When you tell him to open his mouth, he eagerly opens it. You don't even have to tell him to drink, as soon as your piss touches his tongue, he's drinking it down. Turns out, he loves the taste of your piss. It actually becomes almost an addiction for him. He gives you a pleading look daily and will pull you into whatever semi-private place he can get to so you can piss down his throat. And please, PLEASE, runs your fingers through his hair and call him a good boy as he drinks your piss. He'll be happy to eat your cunt out/suck you cock too! Especially if him getting you off rewards him with your piss.
Does Jamil learn about Kalim's kink? Yes, yes he does. Who else would do Kalim's laundry? He doesn't say anything, but you do notice the look he gives you sometimes. Its actually kinda funny. Kalim will give you puppy dog eyes, and Jamil will glare at the two of you.
Vil
Vil is mostly a dom and is definitely the type to have a discussion about kinks before actually doing anything together. At first, he wants nothing to do with piss, he finds it kinda gross but won't tell you that when he finds out it's a major kink for you. It's a soft no for him (at first) when it comes to subbing. As a dom, he can't see himself getting off to it, but he's willing to do some watersports for your sake. It starts out rather tame with him giving you golden showers and gracing you with allowing you to drink his piss.
One day though, something clicks. You mentioned trying out some bladder control, which he agrees to, so he comes up with a little scenario. By the time he lets you pee, he has you crouched with your legs spread on a table/bed with him holding a champagne glass up to your urethra. He commands you to piss until the glass is filled a bit and then commands you to stop. He holds the glass to your lips and makes you drink. He repeats this a couple of times and gets curious. You love drinking piss. There has to be something to it. Why doesn't he have a taste. He takes a sip, and it all goes down hill from there.
He still usually doms you, but, when he subs, oh boy. He tries to act all put together, but once he's fully in subspace he's begging for your piss. Call him a dirty slut as you piss all over him and make him lick up your piss from the ground. Make him hold his piss until he can't hold it anymore and point his cock to his face as he pisses all over himself. You're cleaning the mess though once the session is over, but you also get to enjoy a nice bath with Vil as well.
Idia
Idia is shy when it comes to anything dealing with romance let alone sex, so there's no way he's telling you he has a piss kink. Luckily, with you often just spending time in his room while he is busy gaming means you've been through a good amount of his manga collection where he's done a pretty bad job of hiding his hentai.
One day, you get the opportunity to introduce watersports to your sexlife with Idia. Idia is so focused on his gaming because of an online event, he just tells you to come into his room without him scrambling to last minute clean whenever you visit. You enter and are ready to just chill on Idia's bed when you notice a bottle sitting on the floor by Idia's desk, a bottle with a suspiciously yellow liquid. You go over to his desk and pick the bottle up. Confused, Idia looks over and freezes as you examine the bottle. Before Idia can freak out, you unscrew the cap and start drinking. Idia watches and you take gulp after gulp and finish the bottle with a sigh. You comment that "he should drink more water" but, instead of responding, Idia just faints.
This event does open the door for talking more about sex with Idia though, but whenever you do Idia is getting hard by just talking about it. Once watersports is introduced into your sexlife, it goes from 0 to 100 almost immediately. Idia is absolutely ravenous. Idia already loves it when you sit on his face and now, with the element of you pissing in his face and in his mouth, he's cumming untouched as you drench him. Mix your degrading words with some praise and he's absolutely in subspace. Use him as your urinal PLEASE! Just mention the need to go to the bathroom, and he's fully in subspace and is on his knees.
He also loves pissing on you and you controlling his bladder, but his favorite thing is when you hold his dick as he pisses. Now whenever he has a serious gaming session, he has empty bottles ready. He just gives you a signal, and you pull his cock out of his pants and hold it along with the bottle for him to piss in. Does he always get hard whenever this happens? Yes, but you gladly jerk/suck him off as well.
Malleus
Malleus already has a big thing for marking you with bites and hickies and you marking him back is a serious turn on. One day though, you greet Malleus and his usual smile turns into a frown as he leans in and sniffs you. You know fae have a better sense of smell than humans some on par of most beastmen. Apparently, Malleus smells your friends' scents more than his own and is upset by it. Without thinking, you joke about him claiming you with his piss, and Malleus looks at you with a light bulb going turning on in his head. He's never thought about doing that before, but now he really wants to.
So, now Malleus regularly marks you with his piss. It can be during sex or just casually when you two are hanging out. There will be times you two are walking together outside of the Ramshackle dorm and Malleus starts sucking and nibbling on your neck. You immediately know what that means and your nightly outdoor makeout session starts. You hand easily slips into Malleus's pants and rub your fingers along Malleus's slit. Malleus moans into your mouth as you slip your fingers inside and run your fingers along the tips of his still sheathed cocks. It doesn't take long for his cocks and balls to slip out of his slit and into your hands. You're undoing each others bottoms and Malleus's cocks rut against your stomach. That's when Malleus starts to piss all over your torso as you two continue to makeout. Malleus whines when you pull away, but laying against some rubble and opening you legs to reveal your cock/cunt has him eagerly and his knees for you and begging you to mark him too. You grab his horns and pull his face to your cock/cunt and begin pissing on him. He moans as you drench his hair and face. He eagerly opens his mouth and lets you piss fill his mouth and drip down his chin.
All the beastmen and fae can smell Malleus's scent on you. Even if you wash yourself after, Malleus's scent is strong and they avoid you in fear of Malleus getting jealous. Your scent on Malleus isn't as strong, so he asks you to mark him whenever he smells your scent fading or after he bathes. Yeah, he can't go out in public being soaked in your urine, but some quick magic dries him off and makes him presentable while leaving the scent of your piss marking on him.
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cheezbites · 6 months
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Hi Sweetest🌻
Could I get anything you're comfortable writing at the moment with Alejandro Vargas x f!reader?? It can be a HC/Drabble/Fic, (N)SFW are both too cool.
There's just such less content for him, I'll be happy with anything you're willing to share.
Headcanons of Dating Alejandro
✎: thank u for requesting bb!!💕💕 imma drop something with val soonnn
♡Summary: Headcanons of dating Alejandro Vargas.
Bf!Alejandro loves going on date nights with you at fancy restaurants. Everything is on him - don’t even think about bringing your wallet. You’re his princess so just let him take care of you! He’s always so loving and affectionate with you after the dates. It’s just you guys, your fancy wine glasses and some delicate music faintly humming in the background. The music slowly drifts you to sleep as you fell asleep in his arms.
Bf!Alejandro is a high maintenance guy - probably more high maintenance than you. How do you think this man stays so gorgeous all the time? You guys have a fun time bonding over this. You’d do your skincare with or for each other every other night. He knows all the right acids and chemicals to apply and all these these vitamins and whatnot. He’s a professional when it comes to staying gorgeous and maintaining healthy skin.
Bf!Alejandro gives you an unlimited amount of pet names in Spanish, like ‘amor’, ‘mi vida’ or ‘querida’, among many others. They never fail to give you the same butterflies in your stomach with the way they just easily roll off his tongue.
Bf!Alejandro is old-fashioned and modern all at the same time. He’d say, “Ladies first” to have manners and possibly to stare at your ass as you walk in front of him and so maybe he can playfully slap/grab it. He holds your purse for you to slip something inside for you to find later, like his ring or some silver jewellery. He finds himself smiling when he sees you wearing whatever he left inside your purse.
Bf!Alejandro is the magician of the relationship; say anything and he’d make it come true to see a smile on your face. If you were to talk about a country or someplace that’s on your bucket list he’d have a first class seat booked for you both in no time.
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“You know you didn’t have to do this,” you said, reminding him for what feels like the millionth time. You sat on your lavish plane seat that was allocated next to Alejandro’s, you found yourself sinking into the seat’s soft fabric. You never wanted to part from it although you only just sat down.
“You know I had to,” he replied, knowingly grinning at you before opening his fruit container he previously got from a flight attendant and popping one in his mouth.
Bf!Alejandro wore the tacky bracelet you gave him like his life depended on it. You only made it when you were bored, so you had no idea it would be this big of a deal to him. You made it his favourite colour, and added some charms, not thinking much about it. You were expecting it to be gone in the next week - day, even. But a whole month or two later and it’s still superglued to his wrist. It was extremely contrary and out of place to the luxurious gold and silver bracelets adorned on his wrist - but he still never forgets to wear it everyday.
Bf!Alejandro cares for you - a lot. He would go great lengths to take care of you even though you couldn’t even be bothered to do these things for yourself.
On a random weekday, you felt extremely fatigued and down in the dumps, refusing to move a muscle. You didn’t wake up not even to eat - even getting a quick snack seemed too exhausting for you. You don’t know what it was, but Alejandro miraculously fixed it.
You groggily stumbled over to the sudden knock on your door, sleeplessly rubbing your eyes. Your your fuzzy robe and slippers were still on as you answered. You were met with the sight of Alejandro holding a bag of your favourite, expensive and delicious takeout and a genuine smile on his face.
“I know you said you weren’t hungry, but I bought it for you anyways.”
You couldn’t help but beam a smile and chuckle,
“Where would I be without you?”
Bf!Alejandro gives a good message. After having long, stressful work days you’d have your shower before he gets to work. He effortlessly eases all the tense, sore and tender spots; unknotting them m like they were some flimsy ribbon. His hands were so warm and skilled, and you were in heaven receiving the most relaxing massage yet.
Bf!Alejandro goes out of his way to buy every single thing you have on your oddly specific and intricate shopping list. If he were to send you a ‘I’m shopping, do you want anything?’ you’d triple or quadruple text him everything you want, where their aisle is and the brands that made them. He’d go on a superficial adventure around the grocery store to look for and buy them for you.
Bf!Alejandro gets you the cutest, vibrant and most beautiful bouquets. Upon receiving them, your mouth hangs agape and swiftly transitions into a smile - you excitedly squeak instinctively each and every time. The next bouquet you receive never fails to be more impressive than the last one. You take care of these botanicals like they’re your children. Gardening every now and then was therapeutic for you anyways. You subconsciously admire the petal’s intricate details each time you watered them. There’s usually no occasion when he gives you flowers, he just feels like showing you with gifts and love.
Bf!Alejandro never fails to stress how much he loves you; how he would kill and die for you. His pupils noticeably dilate whenever he makes eye contact, and an uncontainable smile forms across his face when something reminds him of you in the slightest.
Bf!Alejandro’s face would be stained and speckled with distinguishable lip prints whenever you wore his favourite shade of your lipstick. He’s drawn to the feeling of your lips softly planting on his cheek; you never stop at just one kiss. It’s like you have to cover his entire face like a blank canvas that’s longing to be worked on with your lips as you tease him amidst kisses.
Bf!Alejandro says sweet nothings to you in Spanish that always seamlessly make your heart flutter.
You don’t understand a word he’s saying, well - maybe a word or two, but what you certainly do understand is his tone - that low, raspy voice with that teasing grin playing at his lips. There’s no way in hell he doesn’t know how it makes you feel-
Bf!Alejandro loves you - but he can be a bit passive aggressively in expression his love passive at times. It’s just what he’s used to, and you’ve grown used to it, too. You can’t deny that you adore his assertiveness in everything and anything he does even when it comes to loving you.
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*+.Masterlist.+*
Ghost Version
König Version
Gaz Version
Price Version
Soap Version
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formula1bby · 2 years
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Dating Pierre Gasly Headcanons
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It’s exactly what it sounds like lol Pure fluff really
pierre gasly x gn!reader
Warnings: none really, just fluff
req?: yes/no
a/n: heyo first time writing for Formula 1 so many apologies if anything is ooc for people. Constructive criticism is okay but flat out hate isn’t, pls be respectful. If you like this pls comment or reblog! And if you have any ideas or anything you want me to write, my requests are open so feel free to hop in and say your piece. (Or if you just want to talk really haha) Anyway, hope you all enjoy!
I feel like he'd definitely keep your relationship private at the start, definitely asked you out in a really private setting, maybe before a race when you two are chilling in his driver room or maybe right after a race when he gets a second alone before heading to media
Regardless, people probably wouldn't even know you were dating until like a month later because your comfort always comes before his need to show you off
When you tell him you're ready to go public tho? Hoo boy this man has everything planned down to the picture to use to announce your relationship on Instagram
Your first time walking into the paddock as a couple was intense. The reporters couldn't get enough of you guys! Before practice that day there were already countless articles and pictures of you two posted everywhere and fans were absolutely adoring the way Pierre looked at you as if you hung the moon in the sky
I feel like some of the drivers would have already known you two were a couple (Charles definitely did because he pestered Pierre to tell him after catching his friend checking his phone every two seconds waiting for a message from you), but for those that didn't know, it wasn't really a surprise to them because of how close you and Pierre had been before. You two were literally the last to know about your feelings for each other
After a good race, Pierre wants nothing more than to spend the rest of the day and night with you, his perfect partner he couldn't imagine how he got so lucky with
This could be you guys going out to a club together or ordering takeaway (with the promise to not tell his trainer he was breaking his diet) and staying in the hotel room all night doing whatever struck your fancy (more often than not this would be some *ahem* physical activity)
Pierre always doted on you after a good race, insisting you were his good luck charm that weekend, even when you tried to tell him you should be the one doting on him
He would smother you in kisses after a race, regardless of if he was absolutely soaked in champagne from a podium
After a bad race, he would situate himself in your arms and lay on top of you when you get back to the hotel
You guys definitely wouldn't be going out in order to give him the time to gather himself and recharge before even attempting to be in any sort of public setting before the next race
I also feel like he wouldn't really talk too much after a bad race, instead just wanting to soak in your presence. You would probably be muttering sweet nothings and reassurances to him though while holding him in your arms, the TV playing some crappy show in the background
Overall though, I feel like Pierre would be a very touchy boyfriend who just wants to show his partner off to anyone and everyone who will pay attention but he definitely cherishes the quiet, private moments between you guys
10/10 would recommend dating Pierre
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There it is! I'll probably do a part 2 at some point, so if any of you guys have any ideas for that, feel free to drop into my asks and leave suggestions! Also, requests are open! So if you have any scenario or headcanons or one-shot idea you want, feel free to send that in as well :)
Cazza out (^▽^)
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another-lost-mc · 5 months
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How do you think time works between the three realms? I've been thinking that time moves slower in the human realm than it does in the Devildom and Celestial realms, but there isn't a whole lot that supports that besides the fact that Levi has anime and manga (and technology) thousands of years before the events of OG Obey Me, and even then it's pretty meh for evidence.
It's been rattling around my brain for a while and I hope you might have some more insight. :)
Love all your work btw. I find myself re-reading them rather often lol
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Firstly, thank you so much for your kind words. <3
And I'll be honest, the flow of time in this game is a bit strange. Really strange. The wonky time travel stuff and whatever's going on in NB (and the weird timeline-related plot twists I'm sure we'll get later) are hard to follow.
You need a certain amount of suspension of disbelief too. The demons have all this fancy technology hundreds/thousands of years ago? Sure! Manga? No problem! Modern clothing? Why not!
(I assume angels have the same things the demons do, and my on-the-fly headcanon is that's due to previous attempts at peace treaties involved sharing/developing cross-realm technological advancements.)
I'm sure other blogs that focus on the lore/theories behind OM! canon have done a better job trying to pinpoint some of those answers than I ever could. I think the technology aspect is what bugs me the most though and I'm not sure we have (or will ever have) clear explanations for that, or ones that make logical sense, anyway.
Sleepy time ideas before I log off for the night:
It could be something to do with time travel or foresight that gives the Devildom/Celestial Realm access to these things long before the human world does, or...hm. I don't know, maybe we should think of them as if they're alien races in other realms that are more advanced (because reasons), and over time their developments eventually made it to the human world? Like a demon being summoned for a ritual dropped his D.D.D. and humans studied/replicated parts of that technology. (It sounds silly but my demon!mc would totally do something clumsy like that so anything's possible.)
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queen-rainy-love · 6 months
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The Revenge of the Captain Part 1
Let's go! (Also, big thanks to @nightmyst14-blog for a little special headcanon. :))
*The scene is set in the House Oyster Mansion at dawn. As the lights filled her room, Bubble Pearl groaned and pulled her pillow over her face.*
Bubble Pearl: (Today's the day... I'm not sure I'm ready for it.) *Looks at the nightstand where a small stack of letters resides, frowning a bit.* (It would be nice if he came to this event. Get to know him even more than the letters.)
Envoy: *From outside her bedroom door* Lady Bubble Pearl. It is time to get up! You have a busy day ahead of you and we must not linger. Your family is waiting for you in the dining room.
Bubble Pearl: Thank you! I'm up and I'll be out in a little bit! *gets out of bed* (Let's get this over with.)
*Minutes later, Bubble Pearl walked down the stairs. Throughout her walk, her mind kept going back to a certain Cookie from two weeks ago.*
Bubble Pearl: (That captain...why didn't Clotted Cream introduce us earlier? He was such a cute Cookie and he loved my trick at Maddy's wedding. Would have been a perfect partner.)
*As she walked into the dining room, she noticed Oyster and Captain Caviar fussing over Sorbet Shark and Puffer. The two kids tried to squirm away.*
Captain Caviar: Come on mates. We have a big day today. It's yer sister's suitor party.
Puffer: But why do we have to get dressed up!? It's not our big day!
Oyster: It may not be yours but your sister needs all the support she can get. We need to be ready. Which means you can't get dirty right now.
Bubble Pearl: The party isn't until tonight. I'm sure they'll have enough time to get ready.
*Both Oyster and Captain Caviar jumped and turned to see Bubble Pearl standing right behind them.*
Captain Caviar: Ah! Kid! Good morning! How ya sleep?
Bubble Pearl: As fine as I'll ever be.
Oyster: My dear pearl, I know today is a stressful day. We have a lot to do for the party and little time, but once everything is done, it will be easier to breathe.
Bubble Pearl: Right...
Oyster: *sighs* I know you don't like this. But I promise you. After tonight, if no one catches your fancy, we will drop the subject until you're ready again.
Bubble Pearl: (There is someone who already has.) Yeah...Thanks.
Oyster: *nods* Good. Now we have a few last minute details we need to look over before getting ready tonight.
????: No need! I would gladly do that for you.
*Everyone turned around to see Sablé standing at the doorway. Bubble Pearl gasped and quickly ran over to her, hugging her.*
Bubble Pearl: Aunt Sablé! You're back!
Oyster: Goodness my friend. I thought you were going to be in the Dark Cacao Kingdom for a few weeks.
Sablé: I was. But then I heard about this suitor party being hosted for young Bubble Pearl. And knowing you, darling Oyster, you're going to double-check everything and finish last-minute details. So I had to come back and take over those tasks.
Oyster: You don't have to...
Sablé: Please let me. My nephew is already taking care of my duties and I don't mind setting a party up. Just leave it to me. Plus, I do believe that young Bubble Pearl needs some time for some fun before being...*playfully side eyes Bubble Pearl* throw to the Cream Wolves. *Bubble Pearl blushed a bit before clearing her throat. Sablé giggled a bit before nudging.* Now go on. Go have some fun while I get these done.
Oyster: Very well. We'll be back in a few hours. *notices Sablé's wrist* My, that is a beautiful bracelet!
Sablé: *raises her arm to show off the silver bracelet with a purple diamond-shaped gem* Thank you! Dark Cacao gave this to me before I came back. But you can admire it later. Now go!
*A few minutes later, the Oyster-Caviar family left on a small ship for a quick sea trip. All while an airship landed near House Custard.*
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aether-friskets · 1 year
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❝They've come to witness the beginning.
The rebirth of paradise, despoiled by mankind.
Remember me, and your true self as well.
Also that which you must become.
The one who will lead us to paradise with blood stained hands.❞
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Hi there! I usually go by Frisk, or AEther, or Friskets, or AEther-Friskets if you really wanna be fancy. This is my personal blog for, well, whatever I feel like really
I'm a big horror fan, I usually post about my favourite games (Silent Hill is my main interest right now, but Undertale and Outlast are some common mainstays as well)
I've got some extra stuff under the cut, like sideblogs and tags that I usually use
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SIDEBLOGS
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@aether-friskarts -> my art blog, tho i still post my art here too. This one's mostly for if you wanna see my art but don't really care for the other random stuff lol
@bl00dstained-hands -> dedicated to cool art, music, screenshots, quotes, etc. that remind me of Heather Mason from Silent Hill 3.
@ask-heathermason -> ask/rp blog for a post-game Heather Mason from Silent Hill 3. More art-focused in my responses than the Frisk blog, but I'll probably still do written replies at times.
@frisk--official -> ask/rp blog for my interpretation of a post-pacifist Frisk from Undertale. Pretty quiet blog, but feel free to drop an ask. I may do art for answers, or just do a written response.
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TAGLIST
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I typically tag stuff with character names and game names, including the specific game if it's part of a series. Here's some particular tags you may be interested in, though.
#my art -> any drawings I've specifically made (also linked in my bio)
#op's art -> any drawings made by other people
#game screenshots -> screenshots, mine or otherwise (I also have "[game name] screenshots" for various series, ie. "silent hill screenshots")
#rambles -> me, well, rambling about whatever. don't expect anything high quality here lmao
#pretty photos -> photos I think are pretty, sometimes ones I've taken but usually not
#art ref -> art tips and stuff I'm saving to find later
#art inspo -> stuff by others that particularly inspires me and that I may use as inspiration for my own works
#analysis -> either myself or someone else's theories, in-depth thoughts, etc. on a game (will also include "my analysis"/"op's analysis" and "[game name] analysis" for further clarification)
#for me? -> tag for asks I get.
#headcanons -> something that pertains to my headcanons of something (sometimes a reblogged post that just fits into my own headcanons)
#character hcs -> specifically for headcanons about a character (will also include "[character name] hcs" and "[game name] hcs")
#lore/world hcs -> specifically for worldbuilding hcs (will include "[game name] hcs" and possibly "[character name] hcs", if applicable)
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lilium-valley · 3 years
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“I'm trying to come up with a new song for my band, but I'm blanking... Hey.. What do you think my new song should be about?” 🎵🎸🛹
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ravenadottir · 2 years
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I feel like I know nothing about kassam…help a girl out please !
in multiple ways kassam is very similar to lucas, personality wise. but i'll try my best to give you the whole possible character sheet for our dj.
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❝personality❞
responsible, reliable, always on time, neat, organized, not warm (unless he loves the person), middle child energy, witty, funny without trying (particularly when he gets annoyed or angry), charitable (he must support several causes for young people and culture related institutions), cordial, cares for fashion and even would be the poster boy for one of them but wouldn't spend his earned money on it, mostly black and grey closet (with splashes of dark tones of turquoise and purple, some red, rare white), prefers audiobooks but he can't stop and sit down to focus on one thing, works out but doesn't brag about it (to see the look of surprise on people's faces), has a routine he follows every single day of the week, except not working out on sundays, in control of his work and creative space (he's an independent artist for that reason), if he walks in a space, some people will turn their heads and that's the exact amount of attention he needs, cat person his entire life, almost no relationship with his family, end of the year holidays don't exist in his calendar except for new year's eve, prefers cold spot vacations (skiing), sports are really not his thing but if he’s challenged he won’t back down (he struggles with team sports), works out in the middle of the day to keep his energy and momentum going, dodges advances from women that look like they could be fans, “the one no one messes with because they fear death", enjoys cocktails more than distilled pure drinks or fermented, prefers a stylish get up than a fancy one, favorite colors include the darkest shades of purple, turquoise and red (black and grey are a given), ignores the existence of yellow and orange, likes pink and blue for neons around his studio and decor in general, has a maid he trusts (he tries to keep his place neat but sometimes the pizza boxes and energy drink cans can overpower the place), cooks and shows off about it, takeout almost every night when he's working on a new project, doesn't think he's coordinated enough to dance, cusses a lot, reaches out to close friends, so much attention to detail, sarcastic, prefers texting, long conversations after midnight, stubborn, not so adventurous (will think it through a thousand times before trying new things), reason over emotion, hates small talk and won't entertain it.
his outfits
❝on a relationship❞
loves surprising her, doesn't spoil as much, protective, jealous (a layer of insecurities about himself), thinks most romantic things are cringe and insincere, dedicated, not into little rituals but without noticing will text the same thing in the middle of the day, needs reassurance, is getting better at communicating, loves sharing quiet moments, shared baths with lo-fi, monday night dates (since he works mostly on weekend nights), travelling to the same spot he felt comfortable in, attentive to the things she needs, doesn't like surprises but loves dropping by to see her (possibly having a meal together), playing card games when lights are out, has a shorter version of her name on his phone but no pet names besides "babe", loves to tease her, can’t stand someone making an advance (will make everyone uncomfortable by pointing it out) and won't take criticism, wants kids but much later, thinks of weddings as potentially fun but there's only one way to do it, the proposal would be planned out but he would fumble with it the day he wants to do it, doesn't like celebrating something before it's done, doesn't forgive cheating, argumentative, gets heated and is working on it, saying “i love you” is a big deal and he doesn't do it lightly, bantering is a turn on, it can take him more than a few months to open up.
other general headcanons
❝intimacy❞
switch, denial, enjoys being dominated, the perfect playlist, intense stares during, wants to please her before she does him, grabbing her shoulders and waist all the time, loves all types of stimulation, is not afraid of trying new things, loves kinks, can tease her for days before actually having a night, loves pinning her against a wall, holding wrists while kissing, likes talking afterwards while his thumb caresses her arms.
more here / fluffy alphabet / dirty alphabet
❝his place❞
chromium tchotchkes around the place, black and white with touches of other dark colors, modern and industrial style, pattern rugs with simple lines, art on the walls, his favorite artists' posters, shelf with his music prizes, abstract sculptures, open concept kitchen that he only uses when he's working on few things at a time, bar area, caffeine area (coffee maker + a small fridge filled with cold brew and energy drinks), black out curtains in his living room, studio and bedroom, lots of lamps, moody walls (dark grey or plain black).
❝about money❞
prefers spending on little things he can take with him to remind him of home, doesn't mind money as much as he minds success, he lives comfortably and opts for having a saving's account and investments. is onto every step of his money.
his masterlist
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babu-haitani · 3 years
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PTSD (Tokyo Revengers) PT.2
Genre: Slight Angst?? Headcanons
Pairings: Kakucho, Peh Yan, Pah Chin x Fem! S/O
TW: Mentions of SA, getting over PTSD, Victim Blaming, this blog may also contain triggers for people with PTSD. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.
A/N: This is part 2 of my other PTSD blog, this was requested by @garouhasnicebackmuscles. I can't tag them but I hope ya'll would love this one!
P.S Characters are 18+
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KAKUCHO HITTO
I see Kakucho as the type of boyfriend that knows everything about you. Your favourite food, favourite color, EVERYTHING.
You meeting kakaucho was normal and sweet, He was with Sanzu that day, they were spying on some client in a coffee shop and that's when he saw you and decided to approach; while still doing his job of course.
Kakucho found out about your trauma in a worst way possible...
You and Kakucho were on a date that day, nothing fancy...It was just a casual date. You wearing a frilly skirt and a pink long sleeve sweater while kakucho wears something simple like...A loose black shirt and baggy grey pants, with some few accessories on him.
It was perfect, you both would think but in every perfect date there is something about to go wrong and that was when you stopped in your tracks and started shaking...
Kakucho looked over to you and looked at your hand that he was holding...You were shaking...
When he saw you starring ahead of you both, he looked. It was a man walking towards you both, the man looked at the both of you before introducing himself. As he introduced yourself your shaking became even more worse than when he was just walking towards you and Kakucho knows something is wrong.
"What's wrong---" Kakucho was about to ask when he was cut off by the man.
"Come on, Y/N...you aren't even gonna great me? After the thing we did?..." The man stated, you were now starting to cry. Kakucho isn't stupid nor is he oblivous, he knows what the guy meant judging from how your acting...You're a victim...
Letting go of your hand, he blew a punch at the guy and just started punching him; He was broken from his rage when he saw you fall onto your knees and started sobbing quickly, Everyone's attention was now onto you.
Kakucho stood up and walked towards you to hug and comfort you, He helped you stood up and then he started rubbing your hair. When you calmed down, he looked back at the guy and kicked him and that's when you two left him.
Kakucho settled you in a nearby empty part of the park and that's where you explained him, his hunch was right...you were a victim...
He hugged you tightly and lightly placed soft kisses on your head, he let you cry on his chest...He knows how hard it must've felt, he isn't gonna be Bonten's executive if he didn't got his revenge but for now he let you cry and he will calm you down first, later he will ask Sanzu to hunt the guy...
"I won't let any single soul hurt you, Y/N...I'm here...I'll protect you, I swear to mother fucking god...I'll protect you"
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RYOHEI HAYASHI (PEH YAN)
Peh Yan is an enthusiastic boyfriend, like he is really loud and always full of energy!
You actually met him during Takemitchi and Hina's Wedding, He was sitting from another table while admiring you...Not gonna lie it was creepy at first but once your friend introduced you both, you fell in love with him with no hesitation.
You're very open about yourself to Peh Yan, you know how he will respect you no matter what. He knows what happened to you, that's why he is so gentle and soft spoken when he is with you; he is scared he might hurt you and break you. Like Kakucho, he hates seeing you cry. Even a single drop of tears, you're not allowed to cry.
But even though you both have a perfect and happy relationship, triggers about your trauma still happen from time to time and Peh Yan will be there to help you.
There was one incident where Peh Yan backed hugged you; causing you to squirm and shake from fear, Peh Yan understood this of course...
He rushed to you and his room and grabbed your medications and inhaler in one your drawers and rushed back to give them to you, after that he would constantly say sorry and would try his best to make you feel better again.
If your episodes are worse or he can't handle them, he would give you space and would constantly ask his friends if he made the right decision of giving you space. He would always worry about you and you sometimes give him heart attacks from almost hurting yourself...
But even so...He loves you very much and he will always do his best to never get you hurt ever again...
"I know I may not be the best in the shed, Y/N...But I just want you to know, I'm always here to protect you until the day that I will die. I will never let another person hurt you ever again..."
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HARUKI HAYASHIDA (PAH CHIN)
Despite Pah-Chin's scary appearance he is a big softy, he has a heart that is pure than holy water. I mean yeah, he beats up people but ever since he met you he changed from ruthless to a giant baby bear.
He actually met you through Draken, Him and Peh Yan were visiting your friend Draken at the time; then he saw you helping Draken out in his shop and when he found out you were single, he just had to ask you out. (with the help of Peh Yan of course).
Pah Chin was never the sharpest tool in the shed, like for real; because of that it took him for a long time to find out that you were sexually assaulted in your workplace...
You just got off of work that day, you experienced another sexual harrasment from your work mate. This has been happening multiple times, but because of the blackmail you were receiving from your work mate; you got scared...
'What would your boyfriend think if he sees you letting me touch you?'
It ate you up...You were scared, That day all you could think about is just see your boyfriend and hug him...He was your only strength now...
Arriving in his office you took a peek inside and saw him and his best friend doing paper works, Your lover saw you and flashed a smile at you and waved for you to go inside. Walking towards him you kissed his forehead.
Exchanging a few greetings, the room became quiet; you sat beside Pah Chin, he leaned back on his chair as he sighed deeply. Turning to look at you he tried to kiss your neck but he was stopped as he saw a hickey on your neck.
"Y/N...why do you have a hickey?..."
You looked at him with a terrified expression as he just looked at you broken, Peh yan on the other hand was now looking at both of you. You jolted up from your chair and started sobbing and frantically saying you were sorry, Pah Chin just looked at you with a question mark on top of his head. He wants to know why would you 'cheat'???...
You continued on sobbing, then started explaining what the hickey was and it was a misunderstanding. You would never cheat on Pah Chin, Never...
After your constant crying, apologizing and explaining he got the jist of what happened. At first he was mad at you but now he is mad at himself, he didn't protect you...
Peh Yan walked up to you to help you stand up and sit on one the sofa's in their office, bringing you water. Pah chin on the other hand sat beside you and hugged you, you both were now crying...He remembered how his friend's girlfriend got raped by mobeius and he hates that memory especially if it happened to you as well.
The two of you stayed like that until you calmed down, when you were now calm he planted kisses in your face; he would also rub both your cheeks while smiling at you.
"You didn't do anything wrong, Y/N...you were a victim...I promise we will get back at them...for now, I'm here to protect you...I'm sorry for not noticing or even asking you..."
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dumblydork · 3 years
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Wasn't expecting to be back as a writer so soon but I just absolutely CANNOT get enough of writing headcanons and AUs and JUST BEAR WITH ME OKAY
Also I feel like this is super long but it might not be idk
Some more Hinny, with a bit of Romione! So this one is set in the modern magical world. Hope you enjoy! And don't forget, if you have absolutely ANY Hinny headcanons you'd want to see written, please drop me a message or an ask anytime and I'll do my best to write one 3>
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"This class just CANNOT get any worse." Ron muttered, drawing lazy lines with his pen on the History of Magic textbook they were reading.
"We literally live in 2020, do we really HAVE to study all this old age crap?" He continued, now shifting to drawing circles as the teacher droned on.
Harry for one, wasn't listening to the professor (though he did vaguely hear him mention 'Goblin War' but that was about it) and neither to Ron. Harry was busy staring out of the window onto the busy streets of London below their high classroom, thinking about a certain redhead.
A certain redhead who also happened his best friend's sister.
"Hi!" Hermione's voice came in an excited whisper as she started taking out her textbook, the dull grey of it made slightly happy with all the colourful muggle stickers (once affronted, she had told Harry that they were called 'Post Its' but Harry just could never bother with the name), full of notes and extra bits. Hermione was careful not to let the professor know that she was suddenly here, a thought which hit Harry when Ron exclaimed almost loudly before Hermione kicked his foot under the table to shut him up.
"I swear to Godric you weren't here literally a minute ago how- Harry?" Ron wondered, calling his best friend.
"Yes it's very odd Ron." Harry almost sighed, back to his brooding. Hermione was doing weird things always- it was nothing new.
"Please be like Harry and stop looking so surprised. Let me focus." Hermione sneered at Ron and whipped out her pencil, furiously noting down from the board whatever the professor had been droning on about for the past 45 minutes.
"And that, is all on the Goblin War of 1785 today. Make sure you finish your homework- remember, 4 pages on the magical strategies used by the two goblin sides to win the war. I need it handed in on Monday. Class dismissed." The professor walked out with his nose in the air, as if he had imparted the knowledge of a lifetime in one single lesson. He waved a lazy hand at the board which wiped off all the notes, releasing a few cries from the back where some kids were still making notes.
"Thank Godric that's over!" Ron could almost cry. Harry was back to paying attention, especially after Hermione slapped his hand. "Earth calling whatever planet Harry Potter is on!" She laughed. The three of them got up and walked out into the corridor.
"What lesson do we have next?" Harry asked absentmindedly.
"What's up with you today? You've been like this since we returned from the Burrow well over a week ago." Ron said thoughtfully, an arm slung carelessly around Hermione's shoulder, who was surprisingly okay with it.
Harry snapped back to reality. If Ron found out, it would be Harry's head and nothing else.
"And what about the two of you? Care to explain," Harry looked at the Ron's arm, "whatever this is? You two have been just finding ways for touching each other, don't think I haven't noticed." Harry finished with a whistle, knowing this was the nerve he had hit. He almost grinned to himself.
"That," Hermione shrug off the arm around her, blushing furiously, "is just two friends being friendly." She finished, but there was a considerable change in the pitch of her voice.
"Yes yes whatever." Harry flicked a lazy hand at the two, knowing fully well they had gotten up to something in the Burrow which was only between the two of them.
The trio had reached the cafeteria where they sat down on one of the empty benches, having half hour free before moving on to Harry's most despised class- Chemistry, or Potions as it was called in the older ages.
Harry let his thoughts move back to the Burrow (courtesy this couple who were now sitting with their sides practically touching). The Burrow was Ron's house, and the trio's favourite hangout. They were there for the summer break, which had ended a week ago, but the memories were still as old as yesterday.
"Oh please, I will kick your ass at Quidditch." Ginny, Ron's younger sister and the youngest Weasley piped, her fiery red hair pulled back into a ponytail.
Quidditch was the one thing Harry really enjoyed- it was rare to have Quidditch matches in school now with so much course load, so these summers were what he lived for.
Particularly this one summer where Ginny had turned up looking just gorgeous, something Harry had failed to notice in the 6 years he had known her. It wasn't as if she wasn't gorgeous before- it just struck him differently this time. Maybe it was the heat. Maybe it was the fact that she could make Harry laugh almost always. She was not only gorgeous- Ginny had developed a sense of humour and sarcasm quite unlike her brothers- they were fond of practical jokes, whereas Ginny was more of the sharp tongued type who could make an entire room laugh without as much as waving a hand. And it was absolutely fabulous. Harry had found himself staring at her practically everyday of summer since he came to the Burrow three months ago.
The way she tied her hair up, or how she bit her lip when exasperated with her Math homework and the way her lips opened slowly first when she laughed. The slight, barely perceptible crook in her teeth and the generous sprinkling of freckles all across her face. It was all suddenly very endearing to Harry.
And hence, midway through his last week at the Burrow, Harry had come to the conclusion that he had started fancying Ginevra Weasley, his best friend Ronald Weasley's younger sister. Not to mention practically Hermione's best friend, despite being an year younger.
So that was why Harry was barely able to keep his impulses in check when he saw Ginny in her Quidditch outfit, wearing a red and gold jersey with cream coloured bottoms. But when he thought of how he could have his ears boxed in by Ron, he could very much focus back on the match and not on a heart-achingly stunning redhead.
"Language, Ginny. This girl," Ron's mom, Molly, muttered under her breath, currently putting up laundry by swishing her wand back and forth. All of the Weasley siblings were back home at the Burrow, except for Percy and Bill, who were both busy working.
"Sorry mom! As I was saying Harry, I will definitely kick your bottom in this match." Ginny corrected herself.
"Please, we shall see." Lately it was getting increasingly difficult for him to produce coherent responses in front of the woman he had come to consider as practically a sarcastic goddess. But he was proud of this response- he should continue thinking about Ron's punches.
"Okay, positions, and go!" Harry heard Arthur, Ron's father say and the match began in earnest. Hermione was sitting this one down with a novel, but at the moment was preparing a jug of lemonade the Muggle way.
Ron and Harry were one team, whereas Ginny, George and Fred were another. The game lasted for a good 40 minutes before Harry and Ron won the game by obtaining the 'snitch' (which was actually just an enchanted flying ball, kindly given to them by Arthur who had an obsession for all things Muggle).
"What happened to all that talk of kicking ass, huh?" Harry laughed, almost falling into one of the reclining chairs. Molly was handing out cool glasses of lemonade. "I think mine needs more ice." Harry said, sipping from his glass.
"Oh I totally forgot the ice! My wand is in the kitchen though." She said sheepishly, not wanting to give up her spot on the recliner. Or rather not wanting to get up from her spot next to Ron, who had decided to perch himself on Hermione's recliner despite there being an extra empty one.
"That's okay, I'll get some myself." He grinned. "I'll come too- I need to change out of this." Ginny added. They walked back inside the Burrow which was empty, with the entire family outside in the garden.
Harry waved his wand which was lying on the kitchen counter into a bowl and ice appeared, shining in the sunlight but not melting. Magic.
He added a few to his glass and leaned on the counter, sipping lazily on the drink. It was good to be away from the noise for a minute. Ginny reappeared downstairs, having changed into a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and unholy thoughts came rushing back into Harry's brain.
"I'll get some ice too, now that I'm here." Ginny took out an empty glass and filled it with ice, presumably wanting to fill it with lemonade later. But the way she took the ice gave Harry goosebumps- she leant across him instead of asking him to move and picked a few pieces of ice from behind him. Harry was frozen in his place- Ginny made no move whatsoever to stand behind. She stood inches away from Harry, just a few centimetres shorter than him.
"Oh for goodness sakes Harry, kiss me already." She rolled her eyes but the tip of her ears went red.
"What?" Harry spluttered- it was something he had been wanting to do since the start of summer but putting it into words stunned him of sorts. Was he THAT readable?
"Don't think I haven't seen the way you've looked at me all summer, Harry. It's not that difficult to know that you fancy me. A lot. And just so you know, I do too. A lot. Have done so since Ron introduced us.* She whispered, but stepped back after her confession.
Harry was still stunned, but could anyway notice the distance she had put, now slightly unsure after her brazenness. She still stared at him, her lips shaped into an imperceptible 'O', begging to be kissed. So that's what Harry did- he pulled Ginny back towards him by her waist and placed his lips on hers, almost tasting sunlight but with cherry swirled in it. His hands remained at her waist but Ginny moved hers to lock around Harry's neck, slowly playing with the curls at his nape. She smiled into the kiss, parting her lips were slightly, just so Harry could taste her; it was sinful but decadent. Very much like a good bar of chocolate. More than good. An absolutely unbelievable bar of chocolate.
When they finally pulled back after what could have been a lifetime, or an eternity, or a few seconds, Ginny grinned at Harry. "Do you not have anything to say?" She stood there's suddenly a bit shy, with her arms still around Harry's neck.
"You said all of it for me. I do fancy you- maybe way too much." He said, feeling as if Ginny's brazen confidence was transferred into his veins.
"That's a relief, because I might or might not have been looking to get you to kiss me." She said, her eyes twinkling mischievously.
"You what?" Harry stared at her incredulously, before breaking out into a wide smile.
"Don't worry, the bit about me fancying you is real. Have done so since I was 10." She added seriously.
"So are we a thing now?" Harry raised an eyebrow, quite enjoying the small circles he was making on Ginny's side.
"Keep dreaming on, Potter." She removed her hands from around his neck and disappeared like she had reappeared after changing, what felt like ages ago. Harry smiled to himself before walking outside again, his lemonade glass forgotten.
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"Really Harry, one would think you're in love the way you're zoned out." Ron stared at him, as Harry snapped back into the real world.
"Huh? Oh yeah." He agreed absent mindedly, still reeling a bit from that summer afternoon.
"You're in love?" Hermione asked, an eyebrow raised as she looked up from what looked like homework.
"Forget me, but you do seem to be." Harry glanced at her notebook, which had R+H scribbled messily on the margins. He grinned as Hermione and Ron blushed furiously.
"Okay fine, me and Ron might have kissed at the Burrow." Hermione said, snapping her book shut as Ron stared at her longingly.
"How interesting, because me and Harry did something similar." Ginny suddenly appeared from behind and sat beside Harry, pressing her lips to his cheek.
The two boys stared back and forth. Ron's eyes widened but returned to their normal size, as Ron slung an arm around Hermione again, except this time she actually leaned into him.
"What? Is happening?" Harry looked around, first at the couple in front of him and then at Ginny. This was all extremely confusing.
"Did you think you were the only observant human to ever exist? Hermione Granger is my girlfriend, Harry. Nothing escapes her. Not when one of her best friends kisses another one of her best friends." Ron laughed.
"Wait so you're not mad?" Harry was still shaken. Was his worrying all a waste? If he'd known, he could have spent more time with Ginny, locked behind doors, his lips on hers-
"Why would I be? I'd rather Ginny end up with you rather than some other git from school." Ron's voice cut into his thoughts breezily.
"Oh. Okay." Harry settled before smiling at Ginny and weaving his hand through hers.
They sat in silence for a few moments before Harry's eyes widened.
"Wait. Hermione Granger is your girlfriend?!" The typical Potter late realisation. The three people around him laughed heartily before Harry joined in, shooting Ginny an endearing look, making the tips of her ears turn red.
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Heyyy redvelvet❤️
I'm here to make a weird request. Idk if this is write-able 🙈 and I'll wait for you to tell me if it is or not?
Ok so may I please get a short, or any length you want, modern!tommyx reader fic where they are not on those fancy Tommy dates. They just went to a bar and they've gotten a bit drunk and she is dancing and convinces tommy to dance n all. My insane mind wants him to dance, not slow dance proper good club dance, but the sane side says he'll never dance. So just some headcanon or something on this? Or maybe the reader is noticing as he is atleast trying to dance😂🙈🙈 (it's kinda cute and funny and fluffy in my head idk)
Surprise me?🙈💕
Okay okay okay I think I wrapped my head around this finally. It's sorta a headcanon list thing because it won't move into a story.
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So Tommy is not one to dance, in any AU, BUT
Even modern!Tommy has a very sharp line of before and after the war
He can only be seen dancing after the war if it's a slow dance, and mostly for appearances at gatherings
But before he joined the military and lost the spark in his eye, he was a little more malleable
Getting him to join you in a bar was easy. Smiling and flirting between drinks. When you leave the bar, hand in hand, he floats behind you, letting you tug him around like a child with a balloon.
He turns into a ball of lead once you start tugging him across the street to the neon lights off a building that's thundering oontz oontz oontz to anyone with ears in a two mile radius
You turn around from the whiplash of his immediate stop and you smile, putting your hand on his chest as you please for him to go in with you
He's dubious, reminding you he's not a big dancer, but you want to go so bad he finally relents and follows you in
The sounds fill his ears and while you get lost in it, he turns into a porcupine, prickly and overwhelmed by the sheer number of people bumping into each other and the noise that deafens his ears
You take test tube shots from a tray and hand one to him, hoping more alcohol will get him to relax
Alcohol is what he knows, it's one of the few familiar things here, so he downs it. And then another.
You try to tug him to the dancefloor, smiling devilishly as you bounce around him
He's having none of it
"go dance if you want, love, I'll find us a table"
So you pout, but you leave him to dance in the throng of people
You come back half an hour later to find him sitting at one of few tables at the club, a drink in his hand and an ice water next to him
You smile as his eyes darken over the sheen of sweat you've made dancing and take the ice water in a gulp
"one dance" you plead as you to his arm again "I'm so lonely out there by myself"
His eyes roll but he finishes his drink and sets it on the table before allowing you to take him out there
You bounce around him, circling him as he stiffly stands on the dance floor
With a little cajoling, he starts to bob his head a little, and you grab his arms and wave them wildly with your own as you dance/jump with the music
If he won't dance with you, you'll just do the silliest things until he does
There's a rod in his back that won't jar loose, but he starts moving a little with you
"forget about everyone else," you yell into his ear "no one cares"
He rolls his eyes but a smile appears just the same
You kiss him, then and there your first kiss, because you couldn't imagine doing anything else in that moment
His face drops immediately and his eyes soften when he looks at you. You jarred him enough to lower his shields
You smile at him and take his arm, twirling yourself if he won't, and that's when it happens
Tommy dances, still a little stiff, but he is smiling and trying to stay on beat and follow your lead
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where-s-all-blue · 4 years
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How to Where-s-all-blue:
If you are asking for headcanons:
Ensure that I haven't already done headcanons for the character.
Do not just drop the name of the island or the arc, give me names. Each arc drops approx five-hundred new characters that I have to keep track of so by listing the characters you are really making things easier and lessen my headache.
Check whether or not I am taking a pause from the said AU, some of these AUs are the type that people only pay attention to such as the Actor AU that I seem to only get asks about. If I have stated that I'll be taking a break from it, it usually means that I've burnt all out of ideas for that AU for now or wish for people to pay attention to the other AUs that are being put a lot more attention into.
Extra Info Tidbits That Are Important:
R = OP, can also be used by the readers to project themselves into if they feel like it, part of the Heart Pirates Crew.
C = OP's friend who runs nue-nue-nomi, is in the Straw Hat Crew.
K = Mutual friend of both R and C, currently part of the Kuja Pirates, might later on leave it.
Denden Tea = Not so serious Self Insert AU, often makes an appearance in the conversation posts as well to show just how insane it'd be to simply drop yourself into the world and then think that people wouldn't think of you as a weird cryptid creature.
Yes, you are allowed to ask questions about the above mentioned AU as well though there's no guarantee that I myself know what's up with it at this point.
You fancy something on this blog and want to draw/write something related to it? Be my guest! Also you better drop me a link to it so I can reblog it here and your creativity will get the publicity it deserves.
Literally everything else:
I prefer asks over everything else, they're easy to find and notice and won't be lost in the literal sea of people reblogging and liking the posts about Law being stressed, Ace kidnapping kids to be their newest sibling and Luffy adopting people to be his older brother. Also I physically freak out whenever I get a message into DMs so- how about we avoid me throwing my phone across the room in panic and use asks, k?
Always specify what you are commenting/asking/suggesting about/for; I have several fics, posts and AUs, unless you specify what you mean, I can't answer you.
Please try to be polite and patient.
Yes, the ask box is open ALL THE TIME, and it is titled Den Den Mushi. And YES I do plan to answer every single one of them.
For longer questions, you can use the submission function though it doesn't have the anonymous ability to it as far as I am aware of.
If you do not want to have your question be seen, make sure to mention it so I can change the answer into "Private" before posting.
Before asking, please check if I've answered the question before.
While I do not mind being asked for commentary on the arcs, please just assume that I am not fully up to date with the most recent events, (I'm working on an original comic and I have a YouTube channel on top of it so my actual amount of free time is maybe 1/10th of what most have).
I occasionally do mention my other projects here, but I'd appreciate it if the questions that are directed towards them would be taken to their respective blogs such as my artblog or the comic's own blog.
If I forget to tag the above mentioned accordingly (aka R works/not OP) and if I should add a warning to some posts, please do mention about that to me.
Sometimes I show off my actual work work for you because I don't want you to get bored while waiting for me to update or worry that something has happened to me. Sometimes I do that because I am very proud of it and want to share it with people.
There might come brief moments when I am mentioning a shop or sort because as an artist I want to get paid so I can pay my bills and to eat and because these shops have literally items that I've had a hand in designing, I like the idea of shops more than putting up a patreon because that way you'll always get something back from it. Also I suck at figuring out stuff to give for patrons as a return.
Just assume that I have no idea of the actual chapter number I am on, I have an awful number memory. I literally can't even remember the birthday date of any of my siblings despite of loving them dearly.
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