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heartsforvin · 4 months

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Hi! I Hope you’re well🫶

Can you write something where vinnie was rude to y/n because he’s quite irritable since he’s trying to quit vaping (proud of him btw!) and then he feels terribly sorry so he covers y/n with kisses and hugs🥹

MOOD SWINGS

i’m doing good thank you ! and thank you for the request !! so proud of vin for tryna quit cus ik that shit is not easy to do 😭

pairing; vinnie hacker x fem!reader

warnings; cussing, use of pet names (baby, princess, etc), lil bit of angst, i think that’s all but lmk if i missed somethin !!

summary; vinnie accidentally lashes out on you but quickly realizes what he did

for a few years now, vinnie has been trying to quit vaping. it’s been a rough road over the years, but you’re proud of vinnie for actually sticking to his goal.

you knew when you started dating vinnie that he vaped, but he had told you he stopped months ago.

when you saw him vape about a month ago, you were confused, questioning him on it and wondering why he was starting the habit back up again.

“baby i swear i’m quitting, i’m sorry,” he rambled to you. “i’ve been taking zyn’s to help me quit it, and i know it’s like swapping one thing out for another, but they’re really helping me.” he explained.

you smiled at him and had given him a hug, looking up at him with your pretty eyes. “don’t be sorry, my love,” you told him. “i know you’re trying to quit, you’ll get there eventually.”

vinnie gave you a quick kiss and had thanked you for being so supportive.

fast forward to a few weeks later and his habit is still here, but you know he’s trying to stop it, and you knew it took some time.

it’s been difficult on you, on your relationship, but you know the two of you will get past this.

vinnie’s become a bit more irritable since he’s been trying to quit the habit, you try not to take it personal and tell yourself it’s just a mood swing thing, but it’s hard not too when it’s the person you love so much.

“sweetheart, have you seen my zyn’s anywhere?” vinnie asks you as he walks into your guys’ shared room in his apartment.

you’re sat on his bed with hera in your lap when you saw him walk into the room. “no i haven’t, im sorry.”

muttering what sounded like a cuss word under his breath, vinnie goes into the bathroom to see if he had left them in there.

“fuck,” you hear from the bathroom. you carefully place hera on the mattress next to you and stand up to see what has vinnie so upset.

“vinnie?” you slowly walk into the bathroom to see vinnie move stuff that’s on the counter around. “baby it’s okay, calm down,” you walk up to him and rub his back. “we’ll find them.”

you’re trying so hard not to let your emotions get to you when vinnie suddenly turns to face you. the look he’s giving you is something you can’t explain.

“and what if we don’t?” he asks, the look in his eyes immediately changing and you can tell he’s getting upset.

“i need to quit this awful fucking habit,” he says, pacing around the bathroom. “you hate it, i hate it, everyone hates it, it’s no good.”

you agree with him, it is no good, but getting upset over losing something to stop that habit shouldn’t be happening.

“this whole thing just pisses me off,” he tells you as he continues to walk around the bathroom. “i should’ve never started.”

it’s silent for a moment before vinnie yells out something and that’s when you knew he was really upset.

“vin, baby, it’s okay we can—no, we can’t do anything. this is a me thing.” vinnie cuts you off, and when the words come out of his mouth tears immediately well up in your eyes.

you and vinnie are a team, always have and will always will be, it’s how you two work. so when the sentence ‘we can’t do anything’ fell from his lips, you wanted to cry.

you knew you shouldn’t have, and was probably gonna hear it from him after, but you hit his chest out of frustration and walked out of the room.

vinnie watched as you walked away with a slam to the bedroom door, muttering something to himself once the door shut.

he knew it’d end up like this at some point, and he felt like shit for raising his voice at you and making you cry.

hours went by and you were back in vinnie’s room, curled up in his bed with hera laying against your chest.

you hear the door quietly open and you know it’s vinnie, but don’t make an attempt to roll over to face him.

“sweetheart?” you hear as his voice sounds hurt, like he knows what happened hours ago, as if it finally processed in his head.

the mattress dips and that’s when you know he’s laying on the other end of you. vinnie moves some hair that’s in your face and he plants a soft kiss right below your eye.

“i’m so sorry i raised my voice at you, my love,” he starts, making you smile that he’s finally apologizing. “and for making you cry.”

“i just, it’s been tough on me, you know? all the mood swings and shit, but that can’t be an excuse, i shouldn’t have yelled at you like that.” he explains.

you carefully roll over to face your boyfriend, hera still laying beside you as you do. vinnie carefully reaches up to caress your cheek and smiles.

you lean into his touch and kiss his palm softly. “it’s okay, you just need to remember that you’re not alone in this, i’m with you.” you explain.

vinnie smiles and leans in to kiss you, smiling once the two of you pull away. hera moves out from beside you and that’s when vinnie gently pulls you closer to him.

wrapping his arms around you, you nuzzle into his chest, loving the way he alone can calm you.

“i know,” you hear vinnie speak, the vibration in his chest making you giggle. “i’m still so sorry. i know we’ll find them, i just need to quit this, it’s giving me terrible mood swings.”

it’s silent but vinnie knows you heard him, soon you’re being covered in kisses and you can’t help but laugh.

vinnie hugs you tight after, making you smile and nuzzle into him more, loving being in his embrace.

“i love you, baby, we’ll get through this.” you tell him, looking up at him as you do.

vinnie looks down at you with a smile. “i love you too, i know we will.” he replies kissing you softly once more.

the two of you lie there wrapped in each others arms for awhile, knowing the two of you will in fact get through this.

hii !!! i hope you enjoyed this !! so so proud of vin for sticking to his goal and trying to quit vaping <33

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f4iryyuiirz · 1 month

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can i request the main 3 (seperate) of general headcannons, things like what it’s like dating them, habits and things they would do with reader?

Stan Marsh:

— This might be obvious, but Stan is really clingy once you manage to get him to trust you.

— He gets jealous really easily, even if it's just talking.

— He just wants to be with you most of the time.

— He does have minor trust issues that make him think he can't be loved, but it's nothing you can't kiss away and make him forget all about.

— When he's with you, he's super affectionate and will shower you with as much love as he can give. He just asks for the same.

— He loves someone who just rambles to him about stuff because Stan seems more of a listener, and plus, he loves your voice.

— We all know Stan is an animal lover, so he would also love it if you had a pet. not that you have to get one, just that if you had one, he would like it like it was his own child.

— He loves cuddling too, literally any time or place. You just have to ask.

— Speaking of asking, at the start of the relationship, he would probably not start any physical affection; he would wait for you to do that since he doesn't want to scare you away so soon.

which leads me to my next point, communication. compunicate, please. I am begging you. because he won't until you do. Which means if you want him to kiss you more, say it. He'll try his best.

— He just wants to make you happy.

— He likes to be the 'big spoon' most of the time.

— He loves you a lot. But sometimes he just isn't ready to do something, so please be patient.

— He usually really would want to; it's just that it might take him some time to get used to the idea.

— He also needs space at times. I don't think he's abusive, but he may yell at you if he's really mad when you guys fight, which isn't a lot since he's kind of a pushover, but around the time he starts yelling, it would be the best time to walk away from each other and just breathe.

— He would never propose to hurt you, though. He just couldn't.

— He's also most likely said 'I love you' first, but he didn't realize he said it until you pointed it out.

— The bottom line is that he has issues but is willing to try and fix them for you because he loves you that much.

Kyle Broflovski:

— I see him as a hopeless romantic; he would definitely bring flowers to the first date.

— Kyle most likely doesn't have dating experience, unlike Stan, who at least dated Wendy. but that doesn't mean he won't try his best to be a good boyfriend.

— He also wants a long-term relationship because he dates to marry, so if you manage to get him to date you, You guys are getting married sooner or later.

— He's really sweet, and he's actually pretty charming.

— He would be slightly less jealous than Stan, but jealous nonetheless.

— I feel like he only gets jealous when someone is actively flirting with you.

— He's willing and might throw hands if whoever is flirting disrespects you, of course. I mean, he's from Jersey.

— He would most likely only start thinking about it when he notices that you're uncomfortable, but he wouldn't just do it on a whim.

— The list thing really screwed with his self-image. He is slightly insecure about his features. He thinks his nose is too big. but it's okay because all you have to do is smack some sense into him.

— Or you could just tell him you love him, whichever works best for you.

— He was more awkward around you when his feelings for you started before you guys were dating.

— He doesn't really know what to say or how to flirt, but once you start dating, he's more confident and flirtatious.

— I don't think he really likes PDA; maybe some handholding and a kiss on the cheek here and there, but more than that is just gross to him.

— Mainly because he doesn't like people staring at him while he's making out with you or whatever you two are doing.

— But just because he doesn't like to do it in public doesn't mean he doesn't do it in private. When you two are alone, he is all over you. Unless you don't want him to be, but most of the time you would be making out or something to make up for lost time when you were outside.

— As I said before, he dates to marry, so when you're in a relationship with him, he'll do anything to try and make it work. Even if you two fight a lot.

— There aren't a lot of fights with Kyle, but when they are, they are big.

— Kyle has anger issues, so he may insult you a lot when you fight, but don't take it too personally; he's just trying to get you as mad as he is so he doesn't feel like he's arguing with a wall.

— He is also pretty dominant. not in a sexual way, though; he just likes to make decisions and take the lead. It doesn't really matter who you are; just relax and let him take care of everything.

— Anyway, to end this section off, Kyle is a hopeless romantic who just wants someone with whom he can spend the rest of his life.

Kenny Mccormick:

— Kenny is very flirty. We know this. He often flirts with a lot of girls, but he's not just a playboy who does it with every girl he thinks is hot. He does have feelings. And if you were lucky enough, he might actually have those feelings for you.

— At first, I thought he wasn't really planning on anything serious when he first started dating you.

— He mostly did it out of fear of getting left out. Almost everyone in his class was dating someone, and he didn't want to be the loser who was single, so he picked you because you were funny and pretty good-looking.

— But then he actually started liking you. He started noticing a bunch of things about you.

— Like how you smiled when he made his stupid jokes and how you always comforted him about not being able to buy you anything expensive because he doesn't have a lot of money.

— He realized that he might actually want to make your relationship a long-term thing.

— Kenny is really into physical touch but doesn't know how to express it, so he often comes off as flirty.

— I think he has severe commitment issues, mainly because of all the emotional baggage he has tucked away, but that discussion is for another day.

— He'll do things that might seem embarrassing just to make you smile. He also says dumb things just because he is nervous.

— He may act like he is cool with his partner, but he is actually terrified of rejection.

— He flirts very frequently with everyone around him and often doesn't realize he's doing that, so that may cause a fight between you two.

— It's not like he means to do it; he is just naturally pretty flirty. Mainly because he thinks that he's just being nice.

— He also gives the best hug and cuddles, so be prepared to spend a whole Saturday at home just cuddling while watching TV.

— Now, back to the fights. Fights between you two are not regular; they happen sometimes but not that often.

— If you guys are fighting, you might be playfully fighting about something small like 'who ate the last cookie' or something big like him possibly cheating on you.

— Personally, I don't think Kenny would cheat since, if you managed to get into a long-term relationship with him, I think he changed his ways.

— Speaking of that, he has never been in a serious relationship before, so he tends to move fast when he finds you.

— Bottom line because I can't really think of anything else. Kenny is a sweetie who will always love you and tries his best to treat you right.

A/N: I'm so sorry it took me this long to write this but I am grateful that you waited. Also, I just wanted to say that this is the last request I will take for a bit, while I fix up this account. I will be updating the rules so I would like you to wait for that until you request again. Thank you.

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midnightsxxvi · 2 years

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Joints

bestfriend!eddie teaches u to roll a joint.

Contains: innocent!reader; shy!reader; marijuana use; two idiots in love; virgin!reader; non canon; mention of drinking; shotgunning smoke; takes place around ‘87 or ‘88; use of pet names like ‘sweetheart’ and ‘princess’ and ‘honey’; this isn’t smut but it’s on its way to be; no use of y/n.

W/c: 3.2 k

“You’re sure?” Eddie repeated for the third time.

“Please?” You held your hands to your sides, hands clenched and clammy. “You should be surprised I haven’t asked you already.”

Eddie looked you up and down, observing your stance as you appeared in his doorway. As usual, Wayne was at his night shift, and this often meant you were going to Eddie’s unless other plans came up. If Eddie didn’t pick you up, you sometimes drove. Sometimes you’d pick up movies for a movie night, or you’d bring your university textbooks, demanding that he help you study. And then sometimes he’d smoke. You never joined in and he never pressured you; you knew that he sold it, you knew he smoked regularly, even before your friendship grew. It wasn’t a world you ever thought negatively of– you could never think negatively about Eddie– but it was simply something you didn’t understand.

Over the past few months, you’d gotten in a habit of spending nights with him, passing out together first on his couch, and more recently onto his bed. And over these months you’d learned his smoking habits, saw how his body would loosen, or how he moved a little slower than his usual fast paced self.

“I guess you have a point,” Eddie spoke after trying to process your question. “So, you want to try weed? Like, I can make you cookies or something if you want?”

“No, no,” you waved, although you smiled sweetly at the idea of him baking, “I want the whole experience. Teach me to roll it up and stuff. I’ve observed you a couple times and think I could figure it out.”

“You want to learn to roll a joint?”

“Yes.”

“And then smoke it after?”

You bounced your leg a bit, “Eddie, can I please just come inside?

His brows shot up momentarily and he stepped aside, “Shit, yeah, of course.”

You shut the door behind you and instantly began pacing his living room. This wasn’t a completely strange action to witness. Eddie was used to your entrances, circling the living room, surrounded by the mugs and hats and then you’d eventually go to flop onto one of the old couches. You’d have long days, frustrated by someone like your parents or your schoolwork. He’d sit and watch you, listening to your ramblings.

He loved watching you talk, opening up to him. For so long he knew you as someone so quiet, and so any of these moments where you let yourself speak unfiltered, he ate it up every time.

Eddie leaned against the kitchen counter, knowing it was coming.

“I just–” You huffed, avoiding eye contact, “I want to try it! I mean, I know it’s illegal, and I could get in a lot of shit, but I’m here with you all the time anyway! I don’t really care at this point. I know people say it’s not really good for you, and I don’t know the level of legitness thehre but you know what, Eddie? Drinking isn’t good for you either! And you’ve seen how people drink. And I’m curious, okay? I want to see how it feels, and maybe understand you a little more? Plus, it’s fun watching you roll the papers up. It seems so satisfying. LIke, I want to learn that too, yunno?”

Eddie blinked, teasingly asking you, “It’s fun watching me roll?”

You felt your cheeks heat, “Yeah, sure, I guess.”

Eddie grinned, pushing away from the counter to take a few strides toward you. Your pacing came to a stop as he stood in front of you, and he placed his hands on your shoulders. He didn’t yet say anything, just stared at your eyes observantly. The deep brown of his eyes scanned yours. “You’re serious?”

“You’ve asked me this way too many times,” your hands closed together, your fingers tapping against each other. “I am sure.”

“But you seem nervous.”

You turned your head, shying away from his eyes. “I’m always like that.”

He hummed, and stepped back. It was confusing to you when he turned around, walking away from you.

He stopped in the hallway, looking over his shoulder. “You comin’?”

“Oh,” you squeaked, taking a moment before your feet got moving.

Following Eddie, you naturally went right for his bed when you entered his room. You sat on the end, your feet kicked out and tapping around as you waited.

“Alright, princess,” Eddie let out a breath as he kneeled down beside his closet, “Let me teach you a couple things. If you’re just so insistent and demanding!”

You grinned, “I’m not.”

“Mhm.” Eddie dug around a drawer you’d seen him open hundreds of times before. He then started muttering to himself, “Little honey wants to learn to smoke and roll the joint? Who would’ve thought?”

“Eddie,” you giggled.

“Eddie, she says. As though I’m the weirdo here, shaking up the weekend already.”

“Shut up,” you fell back on the bed. You were nervous as hell as mentioned before, but there was a bit of giddiness there.

Eddie was chuckling to himself, holding up and shaking a little baggy of the flower at you, and carrying a little box you knew had the papers and stuff in it.

“So,” he opened the box, “If you’re uncomfortable we can stop, okay? If you back out that’s totally okay. Just let me know if you’re okay.”

“I’ll be okay,” you assured with the shake of your head. “You sound so dramatic.”

He raised a brow at you. “I’m dramatic? You show up at my house acting like you’re about to ask me to commit crimes with you or something.”

“Technically–”

“I meant a crime like… I don’t know. A bank heist. Manslaughter.”

“Jeez, Eds–”

He chuckled, shaking his head at you. “Can you pass me that book over there?”

You turned, assuming he meant a book on his nightstand. He just had this hardcover copy of Animal Farm you had to read for a class. That unit was all done and over with now, and you just happened to leave the book there.

You briefly furrowed your brow in confusion. “Do you use this as some sort of… tray?”

“Occasionally,” he admitted when you handed him the book. “Sorry George Orville.”

“Orwell,” you corrected.

“Whatever, nerd,” he teased.

“Nerd!”

Just for a second, he brushed your forearm, a small gesture of closeness. His touches were always small like that, never wanting to push you too far. It had taken a long time for him to make you feel comfortable with him, and he never wanted to ruin it. Even the nights where you’d share his bed, you kept your distance physically.

Only recently had you fallen asleep with your head on his shoulder. It had only happened a few times so far, and it was truly doing something to him.

This had been stewing for quite some time and he knew it, just didn’t want to catch up with it yet. Developing feelings wasn’t something he allowed toward you. You were his friend, and you trusted him. He felt like a weirdo, or some sort of freak, even thinking of just admitting to himself that he thought about you in ways other than platonic. He kept those thoughts pushed away for as long as he could.

But when you fell asleep on his shoulder that first time, and he felt you settle beside him, your hair smelling so sweet, that he knew he couldn’t deny it anymore.

Still, not like he’d ever admit it.

Eddie got out a little strip of the smaller paper you knew he used for the ends, and then he got out the thinner paper.

“Hold this,” he told you, handing you the smaller strip.

“I roll this, right?”

His tongue briefly darted out and he reached for the little metal cylinder thing. You didn’t know what it was called, only that he used it to crush up the nubs. “Yeah, just wait though.”

He opened the metal thing, the grinded weed sitting there prettily.

“What’s that thing called?” You asked, something that youd wondered for a while.

“A grinder.”

“Oh,” you nodded. “Guess that fits.”

He grinned, “You’re sweet.”

“Why—“

Eddie placed his hands over your one holding the paper, fingers grazing it. “So yeah, roll this up, but I like to kind of fold the edges. About twice, like…” he showed your fingers the action, and you nodded in understanding.

You followed his lead and rolled it up. “Then I use that other paper? Wrap it around.”

His eyes briefly met yours, a hint of amusement there. “Exactly.”

You pressed your lips together and looked at your hands. You grabbed the other paper on your own, using your past observations to figure out how to wrap it around the end. It took a bit of fumbling before it felt right enough.

“Perfect,” he said, slightly amazed, “Don’t move. I’ll put the shit in.”

He gently did so, his fingers seeming so thick contrasted to the half assembled joint.

“Roll it a bit, and we can put more in a sec,” he told you as his fingers moved over yours. “Like… yeah, like that.”

You followed his movements even though he was the one mainly in control. The general shape was created and you were feeling quite proud.

He took it away from you jusy enough to touch it up before he held it closer to your face. “Lick.”

You blinked. “What?”

“Lick the edge,” be told, eyes flickering to your mouth. “Gently. We just need to seal it.”

“Lick it…”

He tilted his head just slightly. “Thought you watched me do this like all the time? You should know that licking it is a step.”

Sure, you thought. Of course you knew it was a step. You’d watched the quick move of his tongue darting out to seal the joint.

Although the way he stared at you felt a little intense, you held his hand to steady it, and leaned forward just enough to lick the edge. His eyes were on your mouth, watching the action carefully.

“Good,” he said as almost a whisper, eyes still lowered. “Then we just fill it.”

You made no move to do so. “Right.”

It took a moment for his thoughts to kick in again. He blinked and then went for the grinder. He finished the joint up then presented it to you. “Do the honours of wrapping it!”

“This all sounds so sexual,” you blurted out.

He cleared his throat, clearly not expecting that. “I guess you’re right.”

You twisted the end up and then held it between you two. “How does it look!”

“Shit, honey, maybe I should have you working for me.”

“Hm. I don’t know. You give employee benefits?”

His eyes flickered to yours. “Uh… free weed.”

“Hm. I’m sure if I asked nicely youd give me that anyway.”

“Bold assumption.”

Your mouth parted, shying away from the teasing tone. “Sorry, I—“

“No, no, you’re right. Especially I’d you asked nicely, as you said.”

You held back a smile, willing your confidence to show up. “What would asking nicely entail, exactly?”

He let out a breathy laugh. “Well, you showing up at my door looking all sweet is already a great example. No way I could’ve resisted that.”

“Oh?”

“Mhm. You don’t know the effect you have on me, sweetheart.”

This was the most forward he’d ever been with you. As a normal reaction, you shied away, tearing your eyes from his gaze. He was going to melt you if he kept looking at you like that. You’d do something stupid and you couldn’t afford that.

“Can we share this now?” You asked, gesturing up the joint.

He nodded, just looking at you a moment longer. He then set aside all the supplies on the floor. He scooted backward in the bed, reaching for his nightstand. He had to lean over across the bed, pawing around for a lighter.

With his other hand, he patted the bed. “C’mere.”

You followed, moving against him, your shoulder less than an inch from his. As though on purpose, he resettled himself as he got his lighter, his shoulder pressing closer and against you then.

“Do you know what to do?” He asked.

“Sorta? I breathe it in and hold?”

“Yeah, just don’t overdo it. You’ll cough, okay? Don’t be shy.”

You were about to apologize for some reason, already feeling shy, but he moved before you found the words. Eddie had brought the joint to your lips, the backs of his knuckles touching your skin. With the other hand, he held his lighter.

“Ready, sweetheart?”

“Mhm,” you hummed, watching as the tip of the joint glowed. Not really knowing what to do with yourself, your hand moved to his wrist, steadying him there.

It burned as you suspected, but tasted how you imagined. You could only breathe in a bit before the tickle got to you and you coughed. Eddie moved his hand away, letting you cough it out.

“Okay?” He asked, peering at you carefully.

You nodded, clearing your throat. “More?”

“You sure?”

“Quit asking me that.”

Eddie cracked a smile and brought the joint to your mouth. He let you inhale, and then he brought the joint to his own mouth so he could join in.

You coughed a little again, and he watched curiously. You were doing better than he expected. He could already see the way your shoulders lost their tension. You weren’t quite feeling it intensely but could already understand the effects. The anticipation of it all was exciting.

“Am I doing good?” You asked. The look you gave him was exactly what he thoight about when you’d mentioned ‘asking nicely.’

His heart skipped. “You’re perfect.”

You leaned back against his pillows, looking pleased with yourself.

He took a few hits before passing it back with a questioning brow.

You grabbed the joint from him and continued. There was a back and forth for a while, and he watched you in awe the whole time. He wanted to learn your body’s reactions. You slowly dazed a little more, scanning the posters and tapestries on the walls. Even though you’d seen his room a million times, you felt in awe of the walls in this new light.

“Hey,” he said softly. “Can I show you something

You craned your neck up to look at him. “What?”

Taking you by surprise, Eddie moved to also lie down, his body closer to yours as he faced you. “You’ve heard of shotgunning?”

You shook your head. Normally his closeness would make you shy away, but you held his gaze, accepting the niceness of it all.

“You share the inhale. Like, you blow it in my mouth.”

You felt your heartbeat pickup. He was so close that you only hoped he couldn’t feel it. He hadn’t explicitly asked the question, but you knew that’s what he wanted to do.

You grabbed the joint from his hands. Bravely, you brought it to your mouth. Through your occupied lips you muttered, “Come here.”

You swore his gaze darkened as he watched you inhale.

Eddie look the lead, his palm resting against your cheek. His thumb grazed your bottom lip as his mouth moved closer to yours than you’d ever been.

Your mouth opened for him, and he brushed his lips against yours. After you gave in, you stayed still, in awe of how he breathed you in.

Eddie’s jaw clenched and he stared at you. The chocolate of his eyes boring into yours. “Let me do it now.”

Wordlessly, you nodded. He felt like he was going to lose it when you were the one who brought the joint to his lips. He breathed in, realizing his thumb was still over your own mouth.

Again, he brought you to him, cupping your jaw more steadily than before. The brush of your lips together drove you both wild.

He was slow and warm and you never knew how much you’d needed this.

“Eddie,” you breathed out, eyes fluttering shut.

The softness of your voice, speaking out his name, was the only push he needed.

Eddie closed the distance between you, his mouth relaxing even more so that he could kiss you properly. Lips still slightly parted, you sighed into the kiss. Eddies hand pulled you closer somehow, his mouth pressing more firmly to yours. In a short manner, you felt his tongue flicker against your lip. You opened more for him, and you swore you heard him groan in the back of his throat.

You were still holding the joint, not really knowing what to do with it. When Eddie went to grab your wrist as suggestion for you to wrap around him, he realized you still had it.

“Wait, give me—“ he grabbed it, took a quick inhale before he turned around enough to snuff it out in a crystal ashtray. The glow sizzled out and he was back toward you right away.

Eddie's mouth moved with yours as though he craved you. He did really, and you knew you craved him too. There was no smoke to inhale, only your breaths to share.

You swore you did not come over indented to make out in his bed, but you weren’t complaining either. This was something you knew you wanted for a long time, just you knew you’d make the move.

Eddie’s leg shifted, one sliding jusy over yours and he used his elbow to lift himself up. He hovered slightly over you, his kiss only deepening.

“Eddie,” you breathed out, pulling your neck back jusy a little.

He pulled away from your mouth, sure, but he didn’t pull his mouth from you in other ways. Eddies kisses only moved downward, his hand finding the back of your head so he could tilt it to give him better access to your neck. Along the delicate skin there, Eddie’s kisses were messier and you couldn’t hold back the whimpers as his tongue swiped your skin. When he lightly sucked your neck, your hands tangled in his hair. He kissed and licked and sucked gently before he reached a spot on your throat that had you squirming.

You’d never done anything like this with anyone, let alone your best friend. But there was no way of going back, and you didn’t want to.

“You’re so responsive,” he hummed against your skin. You could just hear his smirk.

“Mhm,” you hummed, fighting back a moan.

“Is this okay?”

“Yes,” you said breathlessly.

Eddie's fingers fiddled with the bottom hem of your shirt. You could feel the cold of his fingers tickle below your navel.

Although it all felt amazing, a doubt still lingered. Between kisses, any moment he let you catch a breath, tou whispered, “You don’t jusy— want me cause I’m high— right?”

Eddie pulled back, looking at your eyes again. He looked soft and sweet. His fingers moved to push some hair behind your head.

“Oh sweetheart,” he grinned, “You have no idea what you do to me.”

#sorry if formatting is weird Idk what I’ve done #eddie munson #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson x y/n #smoking with Eddie #Eddie x innocent!reader #shy!reader #eddie munson x shy!reader #marijuana use #rolling joints with Eddie #ahhhh idk!!’#bestfriend!eddie #I roll really good joints and I will take no criticisms about that #Eddie Munson x reader #eddie munson x gn!reader

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eddswrold-fandicc · 1 year

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Tom x Female Reader Fluff

Panic set in your veins. It’s been a week since your mother called, reminding you that the family get together is this weekend.

You had nobody to go with.

Sure, you could go alone, but everyone would be disappointed in you again for not dating. Dating was something that you didn’t really care about. You were more focused on your career. Plus, it’s not like you had feeling for anyone either. It was hard for you to fall for someone. There was a boyfriend in highschool, but he cheated, and you never tried again.

Your family made fun of you for not dating, more specifically your sister. She had it all. The looks, the hair, the pretty face, and all of the attention. She always had a boyfriend. She was never alone. Your parents were more disappointed that you haven’t tried since highschool. They just wanted you to be happy with someone. And they wanted grandkids.

You had 2 days to figure this out. You could ask one of your friends, but at what price? Your hand thought before you, picking up your phone and dialing a good friend. Anxiety set in as the phone rang, maybe this was a bad ide-

“Hello?”

“Tooom!” You casually greeted. A wide, panicked smile stretched across your face.

“Y/N. Are you drunk somewhere?” You could hear Tom already picking himself up, ready to come get you. What a good friend. What a bad drinking habit you also had.

“No, no! I- uh... I was just.. seeing how you were today?” It was obvious something was wrong.

The hesitancy in Tom’s voice told you that he knew something was up, “Uh, I’m fine. Why? You sound off.”

“Can you be my boyfriend?” It slipped out of your mouth quicker than you could catch it. You slapped your hand over your mouth, silently cursing yourself.

“W-What...?”

Now, it was time to be out with it, “Sorry, I uh.. I need help.”

“What’s going on?”

You sat down, petting the sleeping dog beside you for comfort, “My mom called last week.”

“Okay?”

“We have a family get together this weekend, and I have nobody to go with. My sister is going to make fun of me, and my parents are going to be disappointed again. And aunt Alex is going to be disappointed, and grandma is going...” You rambled about it all, trying not to throw yourself into a panic attack.

Tom interrupted you, “Yeah, sure. What time this weekend?”

“R-Really?! You’d do that for me?” You could see Tom shaking his head through the phone.

“Yeah, I guess. I kinda still owe you anyways, for being my date to prom that one year.”

“Oh, yeah. Forgot about that. The coconut was so damn jealous too,” You snorted a giggle.

“Anyways, what time this weekend?”

“Uhh, It’s at 1, I think. On Saturday.” You set a mental reminder to check up on that.

“Okay. Do you want me to pick you up, or-”

You interrupted Tom, “No, no! I can come to you.”

“Okay. Whatever works. I actually have to go right now, I have to shit.”

You shook your head, letting out a small breathy laugh, “Okay, whatever. I’ll be over around 11:30 on Saturday.”

A door clicked shut on the other end of the call, “M’kay, I’ll see you this weekend.”

The phone beeped, ending the call.

________________________________________

You knocked on the front door, listening for someone to come open it. When the door clicked open, a familiar face whistled at you, “My, my. What’s the occasion, Y/N?”

“Family reunion. Where’s Tom?” You walked into the house, searching for your date.

“I’m upset that you didn’t ask me first.” He shut the door behind you.

“I know how you are, Tord. You’re a perv and I’m not sleeping with you.” You walked upstairs, ignoring the jealous remark Tord made.

Tom’s door swung open before you could knock, “Hey- woah. Why are you wearing that?”

“Why are you wearing regular clothes?!”

“You didn’t say anything about what I had to wear!”

“Let’s go,” You pushed Tom back into his room, shutting the door, “Do you have anything nice?”

“Uh.” Tom looked around, finally opening his closet and looking around, “I have a few shirts, but no pants.”

“That will work, let me see.” You pushed past Tom, looking at his shirts. The white one was perfect, matching your dress.

“Here, this one makes us match. And your jeans should be fine with it.”

“Okay,” Tom grabbed the hem of his signature blue hoodie, tossing it over his head and throwing it on the bed, revealing his body.

Tom always had a nice body. You weren’t afraid to admit it either, but now wasn't the time. You watched as he carelessly slipped the white shirt over his shoulders, bringing it over his torso to start buttoning.

“Should I curl my hair too?” Tom joked, earning a mocked laugh from you.

“You’re so funny. Let’s go.” You stepped out of his bedroom, rushing downstairs.

“Do you two even have proof that you’re together?” Tord sipped a drink, sitting on the sofa with a magazine in hand.

You thought for a moment. “Shit,” you whispered to yourself.

“Shut up.” Tom threw a pillow at Tord, knocking his magazine out of his grip.

“Just saying. They’re going to want proof.” Tord teased more, knowing he was getting to you.

“No, he’s right. What do we do about that?” You turned to Tom, holding your hands out in panic like it actually does something.

“Uh.. Pictures?” Tom shrugged.

You stared at him for a moment. Pictures would be valuable proof. The two of you had been friends for years, of course you guys had pictures together, “That works.”

You rushed Tom out of the door, practically dragging him to your car.

“So where is this place?” Tom buckled his seat belt, and got comfortable.

“Next town over. My mom’s house.” You started the car and began to drive.

The drive wasn’t too long. You arrived at your mother’s house around 12:30, early, but still on time.

“Y/N! My baby sister!” Your older sister came to hug you. You could hear the mock in her tone.

“Heyyy, Kate. How are you and Brandon?” You hugged your sister back, smelling the gallons of perfume she dumped on herself.

“We’re doing fine. We just celebrated our 4th year together. We went to the cinema, and then out for ice cream.” She beamed, finally noticing Tom awkwardly standing behind you.

“Oh? And who’s this?”

You latched your arm around Tom’s, “This is Tom.”

“Hello, Tom. Nice to meet you!” Your sister shook Tom’s hand, sending you a knowing look.

“Mom will be happy to meet you.”

“Meet who?” A voice cut through. Everyone turned their heads to your mother, who was drying her hands off with a kitchen towel, “Oh! Are you Y/N’s boyfriend?”

Tom nodded, “Yes. It’s nice to meet you again.”

“Oh, I knew you looked familiar. Wasn’t he your prom date, Y/N?”

You nodded, “Yeah. We’ve been friends for years, and finally decided to get together.”

“Oh, how sweet! Come, young man, come meet the rest of the family!” Your mother ushered you and Tom into the kitchen where there were more adults, more specifically, your family members.

“Y/N’s here! And she brought her handsome boyfriend, Tom.” You mother announced, having all eyes on you and Tom.

You took Tom around the kitchen, greeting everyone. A few children came up to you, your younger cousins, giving you a big hug.

_________

Dinner wasn’t soon after. Everyone sat outside, with a paper plate in hand. You Aunt Alex spoke, with a mouthful of food, “So. How long have you two been together? You sister said you’ve been friends for years, but I’ve never seen or heard of the young man.”

Here it was. The interrogations.

“Yeah, we’ve been friends since high school. But we started dating within these past few years.”

“Years? And he’s just now coming to a reunion?” Your grandmother questioned, putting sweat beads on your forehead.

“Yeah. I wanted to wait to introduce him to you crazy people.” You joked, earing a laugh from your parents.

“We’ve never seen him on your social medias either, Y/N. Are you sure you two are really together?” Your aunt teased.

“Ye-”

“Yes. We are. Since August three years ago. I just don’t like taking many pictures.” Tom cut through. You felt his hand snake around your waist, pulling you closer to him. You could tell by the tone of his voice that he was getting aggravated.

“Prove it.” Your sister butt in, sending you a devilish smile.

You turned to Tom, loudly announcing, “They’re just gonna embarrass me.”

“Let’s prove them wrong, sweetheart,” Tom lowly spoke. He had a smile planted on his face, hiding how nervous he was.

He wrapped his arms around you, dipping you before giving you a big kiss. Your family cheered as he kissed you.

It was all too sudden. It wasn’t expected that he was going to kiss you. You were shocked, but that emotion had to be hidden for the time being.

“Happy?” You turned to your family, looking at their smiling faces.

______

“Oh my god, I can’t believe you did that!” The ride home was embarrassing. Tom was laughing the entire time.

“Sorry, sorry! They were pissing me off.” He said in between laughs.

“Yeah, but- oh my god!” Okay, maybe it was a little funny. Laughter started to bubble in your stomach until it was leaving your mouth.

Tom looked over to you, “So, we’re even now?”

“Yeah,” you giggled, “But I didn’t kiss you at prom.”

“Looks like you owe me, now,” He winked at you.

#ew tom #eddsworld tom #ew tom x reader

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deadbydangit · 9 months

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HEHEHE YIPPEE OKOKOK so another idea that I had in mind was comforting Charlotte after a nightmare! I know she's supposed to be a big scary killer but she needs some lovins too 🥺 maybe even the reader humming her a lullaby!

- 🌱

I can do that. I'm going to add a few other characters to this. I usually have at least three characters in each post.

Comforting them after a nightmare.

Twins, Trapper, Trickster

Twins

Charlotte and Victor are light sleepers.

It's a product of their past.

So, when one is asleep, the other is always awake.

You've told them that you can keep watch so they could both sleep.

But they also need to make sure you're safe.

When Victor has a nightmare, he'll be whimpering or grinding his teeth.

Then he'll start clawing and grabbing at the air like he's trying to hold onto something.

Since Victor can't tell you what he's dreaming about, you and Charlotte can only speculate.

She's come to the conclusion that it was the day he died.

Or it's the day he had to knock over a candle stick to escape the people trying to kill him.

Maybe one where he gets stolen and taken away from his sister.

Whatever it is, make sure to kiss his cheek and hush him.

Remind him that it was only a dream, and the dreams won't hurt him.

When Charlotte has a nightmare, the first thing she does is grab for her weapon before swinging at the nearest object.

So be sure to quickly move out of the way when that occurs.

She has nightmares about when her mother died.

Or the day she lost Victor.

Even ones where you get killed.

Once she realizes it's only a dream, she sit back down.

Lean her head on your lap like her mother did.

There was a song her mother used to sing to her when she was a small child.

Sometimes that always calmed her nerves.

Hum that little tune when petting her hair.

Make sure to kiss her cheek and let her know you love her.

Trapper

Evan is a very still sleeper.

He'll snore occasionally or move a bit.

But he's usually very still.

So when he's having a nightmare, it's going to be obvious.

He's going to thrash around, almost like he's fighting something off.

He also has a habit of grinding his teeth in these moments.

He'll grind them so hard that you can actually hear the sound of teeth against teeth.

Moments later, he'll sit right up, covered in a cold sweat.

If you ask him what happened, he'll deny everything.

"No. I wasn't having a nightmare. I'm not a child."

Eventually he'll get you out of bed and head outside.

"Just... Need some air."

He usually only wears boxers to bed, so make sure you bring a blanket with you when you go out to get him.

He's going to pretend to be annoyed when you follow him outside.

"Go back to bed. You'll catch a cold."

But he's actually grateful.

The fact that you care so much about him really makes him feel like he isn't alone anymore.

If you get him to talk, he'll tell you the truth.

"It was about when I killed my father. But this time I didn't finish the job, and he came after you. He hurt you."

Just let him hold you.

Sit on his lap while he watches the moon and pets your hair.

His breathing will grow less erratic and calmer.

You're going to fall asleep on him.

But that's okay.

He'll carry you to bed, tucking you in before crawling in next to you.

Shortly after, Evan will feel calm enough to go back to sleep.

Trickster

He's the type to talk in his sleep.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry!"

And he will thrash like he's trying to get away from something.

"Yun-Jin I'm sorry. Please don't!"

He'll sit up with a dramatic gasp.

Then, Ji-Woon will pull you into the most protective hug.

"Thank God you're here. I was having this dream where Yun-Jin was trying to kill me and then-"

He's rambling on and on about this horrific dream.

And, to be honest, he's being really melodramatic.

But you can't change who he is.

The best thing you can do right now is get him some water.

Hum one of his more gentle songs.

Then shower him with praise.

'You're the greatest boyfriend ever.'

'I love you to the moon and back.'

He enjoys those lines.

Are they corny?

Yes. Very.

Do they work on him?

Also yes.

Let him rest his head in your chest tonight.

Hearing that you're alive and there is the best stress relief he could hope for.

#dbd imagines #dbd ask blog #dbd x reader #dbd killer #dbd trickster #dbd trapper #dbd twins

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takami-takami · 3 months

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SOO ABOUT THE SCENT THING, because I’m just getting caught up lol.

Scent is sooo important to me, because like, after a hard day, I love to just cuddle into warm blankets that smell like my favorite people or like some of my pets. Simply because I love them so the scent of them brings me comfort.

ANYWAY, I think maybe scent is really important to Keigo too.

Like, he starts dating you and it’s just becomes a little habit that in the morning when he kisses you before he goes to work, or cuddles you in bed before you go to sleep together that he leans into your neck and just breathes in as deep as he can, holding you.

Because your smell is comforting, and he just needs that little bit, as extra motivation through he day, or just a little more to calm himself after a long shift.

Like he just has to hold you a second longer in hugs than most people, because you smell like home. And home was never something Keigo could pin point or understand before…

Idk I’m just rambling now

(Also I kinda headcannon Keigo smelling like summer, I don’t really know how to describe this other than like warm, and rain, and freshly cut grass)

-🐝anon

(P.s my back is fine, turns out I caught a bug that mimics the flu 🙄)

I hope your day has been good! Also I’m totally jealous of your hair, my hair is curly but it just frizzes!

SNIFFLING CRYING AT THIS BEE ANON.... You're so right about Keigo grabbing you like a teddy bear because his homes are complicated. I think it means a lot to him...

I'm glad you're doing okay but omg I hope you feel better soon!!

#as far as hair goes i recommend reddit r/curlyhair for tips !!!#💌 asks #🐝 anon

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l0ves1ckf0ol · 2 years

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Hi! Can I request headcanons for Jackson Jekyll/Holt Hyde x reader who is invisible. They can't control their powers that well and are really shy [their also really interested in science] No problem if you decline!

INVISIBLE READER x JACKSON/HOLT

HOLT HEADCANNONS

when yall first met you bumped into him, almost making his headphones fly away from his ears, at that time you were invisible so obviously he was confused.

once you said hi, he says it back with a '?' and often left you hanging in a conversation.

but when you met him for the second time, you were fully visible now.

mf cant stop calling you pet names

"you may be invisible but my love for you is visible" (prove me wrong that he wouldn't say that)

since he is talkative he knows when to ask questions whenever you ramble about science, usually he finds this topic boring but it makes it different when you are the one elaborating it.

he literally does not care if you'd say something about stars or atoms, you just look happy while talking about it so he stays silent to admire you than actually listening to you.

he talks about you - A LOT.

manny and heath are sick of it

dude's have an incredible instinct, he feels when you're there and usually your powers are uncontrollable you turn fully and widely invisible unlike some of the ghosts in monster high.

you could want to jumpscare him but no, he saw it coming.

he would rant how annoying jackson is.

when yall kiss for the first time, he had a really hard time finding where your lips are until you did kiss him yourself.

doesn't know where to place his hand on to you, fearing he would do something embarrassing so he let you hold his hand instead and it became a habit even though you turn visible.

ppl start saying he's crazy, holding a hand in thin air and all. he couldn't care less.

dates in the catacombs (thanks to operetta).

you know when to calm down his chaotic behaviour

JACKSON HEADCANNONS

rambles about science together

unlike holt, he literally doesn't make a move, again to not want to embarrass himself. so you do it instead, despite when you're shy.

holding hands >>>

ppl start wondering who in the world would hang out with jackson the normie.

being with him makes you feel bolder ngl

jackson never really saw science as a new topic for him to dive into until you came around

would make silly science/nerdy pick up lines

he introduces you to his mom, his mom on the other hand would go: "are you okay son? there's no one there."

dates inside his bedroom cus he doesn't like to go out much

when you're invisible you like to give him surprise hugs from behind.

he would get flustered by your voice

would want to shop clothes with you at the mall and you both have fun dressing up each other

when you're visible he often takes advantage of it by walking together on the halls as a way of saying "yeah this is my significant other and they are mine!!!" and also taking pics cus memories and stuff

yall both shy asf so slowburn romance with yall

(thanks so much anon!)

#gn reader #monster high #jackson jekyll #holt hyde #holt hyde x gn!reader #jackson jekyll x reader #xu's headcannons #monster high headcanons #xu's requests

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dreamychuu · 1 year

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Hokuto as childhood friends rambles...

Warning/info = gn!reader, hokuto is in love, fluff, pet names, some comfort, mention of being bullied, mention of arranged marriage.

A/n : i was suppose doing request but this thing have been appearing in my brain every second.

Rambles undercut

1. okay okay i think since you guys know each other since a kid there is a bigger chance that its beacuse of the both of your parents

2. You're very close with his grandma too! you guys spend times playing in his grandma house most of the time and maybe help her cooking (you guys ended up messing up the kitchen but his grandma just chukles)

3. Hokuto always call people with their surname but maybe since you guys know each other since you guys were a kid there is this habits to calls each others by a cute nickname that the lil kids you made.

Some hokuto nickname i made : oku-kun/chan, kuu-chan, kutoo-chan/kun, etc

4. But for the sake of his Reputaion he always calls you by your surname when there is other people who isnt both of your family.

(He once accidently calls you by a cute nickname in front of trickstars, at first he doesnt notice until subaru start questioning it while jumping in curiousty)

Basically all of them start suspecting hokuto and you were dating since the both of you keep secret nickname's for each others (the one who make the theory was makoto)

5. If you're being bullied , he will always try to comfort you, he's not good with words so all he can do is do something to comfort you.

Comfort Scenario : he hurriedly enter your room and saw you crying while sitting on the floor leaning against your bed with folded legs as you cover your face on your kness. He then took the blanket from your bed and sat next to you on the floor, covering the both of you with the blanket.

Noticing Hokuto presence , you start to cried harder and jump into his arm hugging him. he hugged you back with his hand on your back pushing you closer to him and his other hand behind your Head bringing your face in front of his chest as he give you a comfort kiss your forehead.

6. There is this one time when his & yours parents jokingly said that they might arranged married the both of you, when he heard this he was blushing but try to keep his composoure (he imagine about the both of you get married not in the creppy way)

7. Despite being in busy with each others life you guys at least can be seen going everywhere together at least once a week.

8. Whenever the both of you travel together you two always hold hands , beacuse of that you always bring a gloves so you wont feel much cold while holding his hands.

9. just like sillies little kids maybe you guys made like the classic "lets get married when we got older" Promise. (You forgot about it while he always remembers it)

10. You always do acting Together but since you got older you guys stopped doing it together but you still watch his performance (he appreciate it alot)

11. He such an hopeless romantic and when he do try to flirt or make a move on you, you always see it as a friendly joke since the both of you always do that as a kid.

12. Aoi twins found out about his crush and gave him a flirt lesson (it doesnt work)

13. He confess to you when the both of you was going home together. As you both decided to visit his grandma house by walking.

the two of you walked together until you suddenly stopped and looked towards the beautiful river that was in front of the bridge divider.

your eyes look towards the beautiful river while his eyes are glued to your figure , you look so "beautiful under the sky that evening", he said to himself

"[name]", he called out

with you turning to face fixed towards him your eyes meet each other.

"I love you," he said directly without hesitation with his gentle expression.

your eyes widened in surprise with a sudden confession from him you looked down he was confused and tried to melt the atmosphere by saying if you don't love him back it's okay.

You laughed hearing him sounds a bit sad and answered his confession with "I love you too, always been..."

#enstars x reader #chu~works #ensemble stars x reader #hokuto hidaka #hokuto hidaka x reader #hokuto x reader #random rambles #enstars fluff #enstars headcanons

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undobutton · 6 months

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okay okay so.. remember when i wrote this hobie fic and mentioned how i'd introduce my oc who's his friend?

well I lied. Bunny (the friend in question) is a black cat varient (idk why i didn't say that in the post) but anyhow. i do have a spider-sona and i wanna ramble about them and their relationship with their hobie varient as well as their earth and whatever. instead of Bunny bc im hyperfixated on them.

So without further ado... here is Juniper Willow! The Amazing Jumping Spider of Earth-19962! brought to you by myself, the sims 4 ft. many talented cc creators, and naylissah's "black centered picrew"!! someday I'll draw them for y'all, but not here. not now.

Basics~

Name: Juniper Willow

Nicknames: Purr, June, Juni, Period.

pronouns: she/they

Age: 19

Birthday: Jan. 23

Zodiac sign: Aquarius

Sexuality: pan

Favorite season: summer

Favorite color: neon pink & green

Spends time: writing music, roller skating, scheming

Likes: music, helping others, thrifting, Hobie ❤️

Dislikes: Big companies, police officers,

Bad habits: mumbling, accidentally overworking themself.

Good at: roller skating, poetry, chemistry

Job: being the Jumping Spider

Family: Older sister, Tina. Tina's girlfriend, Liz. Niece(Tina's kid), Anna. Twin brother, Benny.

Extra info: Left home with Tina when she was little. doesn't really talk to her parents.

Looks~

Height: 5'7

Skin color: mocha? smth like that

Eye color: used to be brown. Now pink and green.

Hair color: dark brown.

Hair description: stomach length locs, usually tied up in loose twin buns. occasionally down for events.

Body type: hourglass

Main outfit description: (see photos above)

Not so basic info~

Fears: stuffy noses. forests @ night.

Hesitant to tell about: their relationship with their mom.

Would cause a scene over: someone mistreating another person. being lied to.

Pretends not to care about: Tina's approval.

You can find them: in their basement/hide out thingy (I'll make it in the sims soon.)

Wants to come off as: reliable, funny, caring

Comes off as: heroic, childish (on occasion)

Intro. Or extro.: introverted, but likes meeting new people every now and then.

Pets: none (Tina won't let them)

origin story (short version):

Doctor Olivia Canna was working on her experiment for years. The spider had the ability to create strong webs and a substance that could dissolve almost anything! and she lost it.. it had been months and she could only hope that the spider would find its way back to her. or still be close by.

meanwhile, Juniper caught a cold and couldn't sleep with her mouth closed bc of a stuffy nose. so while she was sleeping, the spider crawled into her mouth and took a trip to stomach acid town.

as the weeks go by, Juniper gets new abilities and with the help of their twin brother, Benny, they decide to use their powers for good! Juniper steals from big companies and gives all her findings to homeless shelters and the like. she steals tampons, pads, baby formula, diapers, toothbrushes, toothpaste, deodorant, clothing etc! and sometimes they'll stop a crime or two.

Once Juniper's savings and stealings become more public, Doctor Olivia sends her most reliable 'friend' The prowler to go out and find this Jumping Spider.

annd I'll go into further detail in the chapters I write about Juniper later! I'll have the first one out soon!!

-button 🌺

#spidersona #atsv #atsv oc #oc #spidersona oc #button rambles🌺

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creampill · 2 years

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Jinx with a s/o

(For those confused on the brevity of this request, it was sent in by an irl friend and we’ve already talked about it lmco)

Jinx Romance HCs!

- I’d say jinx is pretty physically affectionate! She likes lots of hugs and kisses :) she gives them and loves to receive them

- she probably has a good amount of anxieties about dating: what if you leave? What if you’re faking it? What if you love someone else? What if she isn’t good enough?

- so she will need affirmations. Tell her how much you love and care for her, please

- pet names she uses: honey, sugar, doll, sweetie, sugarplum, honeypie, (basically a lot of sweet and kinda mushy pet names from her hehe)

- she’s a penguin pebbler!! Which means she will find or make little things and just… give them to you.

- And she will ABSOLUTELY treasure anything you give to her. It’s her favourite thing now.

- please just hold her. Poor girl just needs someone to remind her that she’s not alone and that she’s worth something 💖

- absolute queen at date organising. you will come home and BOOM there is a wonderful little picnic there for you, complete with pretty lights and fun decorations and everything.

- SPONTANEOUS HUGS!! sorry if you’re trying to focus, she wants a hug right now and will get one.

- bad at flirting. she will use pickup lines and then get too nervous or second guess herself, and if you’re using lines on her? She’ll pull the ADHD ‘oh that reminds me one time I saw-‘ and it will just go over her head.

- speaking of ADHD, I hc she has it. She has a habit of just… going off about things. Little rambles that can just chain together forever if you let her.

- (yeah, she rambles about you to silco in act 2. She just likes you, okay??)

- ass or tits? yes. all are good. she will smack or grab whatever is there to grab >:)

#reader insert #x reader #asks #arcane x reader #arcane x you #jinx x reader #jinx

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moriihana · 1 year

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we can't fix each other but we sure as hell can enable each other instead || eleven: i'm bad at mariokart but at least shigaraki is worse

pairing: dabi x disabled!gn!reader

overview: you meet dabi pre-canon because your cat, nugget, literally won’t leave the guy alone. friendship, fluff and (eventual) angst ensue.

chapter summary: you and shigaraki play some mariokart, then you guys fuck up overhaul bc he's a piece of shit and i hate him

content: angst and fluff

warnings: you scratch at your throat as an anxious habit (picked up from shig)

word count: 1749

a/n: shamelessly self-promoting MORE art i did of my self-insert but there's nugget and boo this time (i have no clue how to draw animals). also, idk how this reads bc basing things off of the actual episodes is real fuckin hard so if anyone has any feedback i'm happy to hear! also² i projected the fact i'm really bad at mariokart into this. bc uhhhhhh. im really bad at mariokart LMAOOO

*previously known as “we can’t fix each other (but we can heal our wounds together)”; i changed the title bc these assholes aint healin shit they’re just being overall menaces

taglist: @iincandescenttt

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“You think they’re okay?” You itched the front of your throat anxiously. “It’s been days and we haven’t heard from them.”

“Stop that,” Shigaraki snapped and paused the round of MarioKart, eyeing the blood welling up under your skin. “You always get on my ass about it, you don’t get to do it either.”

“Picked it up from you, dick,” you grumbled under your breath, but dropped your hand anyways. “But do you? Think they’re okay?”

“Whatever. They’re fine. Overhaul has probably limited their communication since we’re technically wanted criminals. Can we get back to the game now?” He huffed, scowling.

“I thought you didn’t like MarioKart and were only playing because I wanted to. I’d think you would be happy to take a break.” You shrugged.

“We’re not only playing it because you wanted to—” Shigaraki narrowed his eyes when you grinned at his arguing. “—and anyways, it’s better than listening to you yap about. I think Dabi’s even gotten tired of listening to your anxious rambling, which is probably why he hasn’t been putting up a fuss over us playing games.”

“Actually, I think that’s because I threatened to chop his dick off,” you snickered.

“You… threatened to chop his dick off,” Shigaraki deadpanned. “Why on earth did you do that.”

“I called you by Tomura in front of him and he got all pissy. I explained you’re my best friend and gave me permission to call you Tomura, and told him no dick measuring contests—otherwise he’d find he has no dick to measure.”

“And I thought you were less insane than the rest of them, but it’s pretty fucking crazy to threaten a man’s dick. Especially Dabi’s. ”

You barked out a laugh. “Insane or not, pretty boy wouldn’t actually do anything to hurt me. One time he accidentally burnt me and apologised for days afterwards. And he never apologises.”

“Tch.” He shook his head. “If you’re not gonna play, go bother someone else. I’m getting tired of MarioKart anyways.”

“Yeah, yeah, grumpypants.” You grabbed your cane and heaved yourself off the floor, sticking your tongue out at him. You made your way down the hall and into your room, waving to Dabi.

He looked up from his spot on the bed as you walked in, raising his eyebrows. “He kick you out?”

“Ehh, pretty much.” You stopped to scratch Boo behind the ears and give Nugget a quick pet, then plopped down next to him with a groan. “That, and I think his pride can only take so many beatings. Apparently, he’s absolute dogshit at MarioKart. Fighting games and MMOs are more his style.”

He snorted, “Why doesn’t that surprise me. He seems like the type of person to enjoy murdery games over anything else.”

“Oh, definitely.” You grinned. “I think it’s worth noting I’m awful at MarioKart. So the fact I was winning means he was really awful. ”

“I know, doll. I beat you twenty times before you gave up.”

“Don’t remind me of that!” You whined, throwing your hands into the air. “I’ve never had my ass kicked so terribly.”

“You forget I played a lot of games with Natsu. I got real damn good at shit like that.” Dabi shrugged, mischief in his eyes.

“Still sucked.” You pouted, crossing your arms. “You could’ve gone easy on me after the first ten times! You didn’t have to keep kicking my ass!”

“Ya think I’d go easy on you, doll? We both know I’ve never been the one to go easy.” A smirk pulled at his staples. “Especially on you.”

“Oh, shut it,” you grumbled, swatting at him. “You’re so annoying.”

“And yet you still put up with me.”

“I literally couldn’t get rid of you if I tried. Not that I want to, anyways. You’re stuck with me just as much as I’m stuck with you, pretty boy.” You looked away from him when Shigaraki poked his head through the door. “What’s up, Shig?”

“Toga called. Time to go.”

You grinned, a gleam in your eyes. “Oh hell yeah.”

“Spinner, you are horrible at driving!” You yelped, hanging onto Compress’s free arm for dear life as Dabi pushed the truck doors open.

“In shogi, the point is to get the king, right?” Shigaraki spoke from atop the truck, his fingers interlocked.

“How the fuck have you not fallen off, dude?!” Your voice was sharp with anxiety.

“It’s not that simple,” Dabi drawled in response as he looked up at your leader.

“Yeah, they’re here, just like you said! To get from the Hassaikai to the nearest villain hospital, it’s fastest to use this highway. Thanks for letting us know! Toga, you’re so efficient. I’m much obliged,” Compress hummed gratefully.

“Good job Toga! Put her on speaker, Compress!” You leaned close to Compress’s phone, speaking loudly. He snorted and gently pushed you away, but put Toga on speaker nonetheless.

“Jin-kun’s the one who told me to call—”

“—fight!”

“—I was too busy watching Izuku!”

“Run away!”

“In fact, I’m sorry to make you get your hands dirty.”

“I only have one hand, though,” Compress mused playfully. Toga’s laugh chimed through the phone.

“We couldn’t get the girl who’s the crux of their plan, but we think the finished products are where you are. We watched the police’s movements for a while, so there’s a high probability. Even if they aren’t there…”

“—kill them—”

“...we want to say hi, right?”

Compress hummed as Toga hung up. “Sounds like Twice is having a rough go of it.”

“Yeah... they did good, though. I’m proud of both of them,” you said with a smile.

“Hey, lizard! Stop weaving!” Dabi snapped over his shoulder. “I get motion sick!”

“Don’t call me “lizard”! I’m Spinner!”

“What are you getting mad for? Shut up!” Dabi huffed, then gave you a look as you giggled. “Stop your laughing. It’s not funny.”

“You get motion sick?” You grinned at him, ignoring the glare you got in response.

“Is attacking the police really following the will of Stain, who wanted a true hero society? I’m not sure about that!”

“It’s a necessary sacrifice, Spinner. I’m counting on you to drive,” Shigaraki sighed, moving into a crouching position.

“And don’t fling us out of the back, please!” You added. “I don’t want to die just yet!”

Dabi rolled his eyes, then ignited his palm. “Now…” He grinned, and sent out a tunnel of flames. His grin faded when something stopped the fire from hitting the police cars. “What’s with him?”

“A hero! Of course there’d be one. Ugh!” Shigaraki’s voice was almost a whine. You had to suppress a teasing remark at that. “Spinner, slow down!” As the truck slowed enough to get closer to the police car, Shigaraki jumped down—then was hit in the face with a bunch of sand. The hero began to ramble on about Shigaraki's decay.

“He’s famous, huh?” Dabi sighed, putting his hands in his pockets. You patted him on the shoulder.

“Don’t worry, pretty boy. You’re just as scary as him.”

“Shigaraki is the misdirection; in other words, the decoy. Let’s go.” Compress flicked out a marble, which decompressed into a large piece of rubble. “Police car gently levitating! No trickery or devices involved.”

You snickered, then clambered onto Dabi’s back before he and Compress jumped out of the back of the truck. You hopped off and watched Dabi approach the hero that had pulled the policeman out of the transport vehicle Shigaraki caused to crash. He ignited his forearms as he loomed over the hero, a menacing smile on his face.

“That’s right. Heroes end up prioritising lives.”

“Recently, burnt corpses have been turning up one after another in various places.” The hero lowered the policeman onto the ground.

“Oh, are people talking about me? That makes me happy,” Dabi said, voice mocking.

“Told you, pretty boy! Just as scary!” You called. Compress nudged you, shaking his head in amusement. Your playfulness turned into a scowl when you heard what the hero said next, your grip on your cane tightening.

“Have you ever thought about the feelings of those they left behind?!”

You have no idea, hero. You have no idea.

While Compress and Dabi dealt with the hero, you walked over to Shigaraki, who was standing by Overhaul’s gurney. He nodded in acknowledgement, then turned his attention back to the former yakuza.

“Who’s going to be the next leader again?” Shigaraki tilted his head, hands in his pockets.

“Did you come to kill me?” Overhaul ignored his question. His voice was resigned, devoid of emotion.

“No. I thought of what you’d hate the most. I hate you.” Shigaraki took Father off his face as Compress approached. “You’re too full of yourself.”

“Me too.” Compress removed his mask, smirking. He used a marble to take one of Overhaul’s arms.

“Oh, nice.” You grinned, nudging Compress. “I didn’t think of that.”

“There are two boxes here. Which is the finished product?” Shigaraki opened the box as he spoke. “Oh, well.”

Overhaul’s eyes widened in panic as his face twisted up in a sour expression. “Give it back.”

“You know what, Overhaul? A person who erases people’s Quirks shouldn’t depend on their own Quirk, right?” Shigaraki leaned down and gripped Overhaul’s remaining arm. You watched as the Decay began to spread upwards, your eyes lighting up in twisted satisfaction. “If I don’t cut it off, your whole body will turn to dust.” Shigaraki lifted up a knife, then paused and turned to you, raising his eyebrows in an unspoken question.

Your grin grew wider, and you took the knife. “Don’t mind if I do.” You swung the knife down, severing his forearm from his elbow.

“All right, now you’re a powerless, helpless, Quirkless man,” Shigaraki leered, a manic look on his face. “And the fruits of all that effort you spent are now mine! Now you won’t even have a finger to put in your mouth as you look on enviously at the rest of us! Let’s do our best!”

You giggled as hives spread across Overhaul’s skin, “What a pity! You shouldn’t have killed our friend and taken Compress’s arm.”

Spinner honked the horn of the truck. “Pursuers are coming! Hurry up and get in!” He shouted out the window.

Shigaraki straightened, placed Father back onto his face, and walked back to Spinner. “Next, it’s our turn.”

You trailed after him with a pleased hum. “Revenge feels nice.” Your joy and satisfaction grew exponentially as Overhaul screamed behind you. “It feels real fuckin’ nice.”

#dabi x reader #dabi x you #todoroki touya x reader #todoroki touya x you #touya todoroki x reader #touya todoroki x you #todoroki toya x reader #todoroki toya x you #toya todoroki x reader #toya todoroki x you #my writing #bnha fanfiction #navi: we cant fix each other #writing.txt

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misquigleya · 10 months

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GET TO KNOW THE AUTHOR.

name: char 'cause i never considered lottie being a viable nickname of charlotte like a dumbass lmfao

pronouns: she/her but really i do not care <3

preference of communication: discord only 'cause i'm never logged into mobile tumblr longer than enough to check for replies, draft them, and give the dash a quick scroll before fuckin' off to tiktok or whatever app. but i'm always logged in via discord mobile, plus it's just easier and we can pin important shit or not important shit. too long of an answer for this rip sorry.

most active muse: currently hyperfixated on all of my yj muse's, but i'd have to say it's a toss up between misty and van ( found over on the multi @ darkconsumed ) but literally could shift with the wind at any given moment. let me yell about them all.

experience/how many years: eleven years ( i've seen some shit on this site okay... ) as of feb. of this year. i'm old as hell, even more tired, and i just wanna vibe and write with y'all. all spent on this site mind you; started off in various RPG's before switching to indie in late 2012, early 2013.

best experience: honestly this fandom has been a great way to get me out of a writing funk/block that i had been experiencing for like...months before i finally watched yj. you all have been great and welcoming and put up with listening to me ramble and defend this cute lil blonde nerd. i've had the most fun in this fandom than i have in a long while and that's saying something as i've been in many fandoms over the years. but yea...this fandom has felt like coming home after a long trip <3

rp pet peeves: i'm old RP wise so i got me a good...500 mile long report of pet peeves lol but the biggest are no rules page, no information when it's a oc(s), flat out not reading my own rules 'cause i can tell when they have not been read ( folks with -0 information on their blogs and or no links leading to said information like...tell me you followed without reading rules without telling me ), i don't know why it's still such a thing in the year of our toad 2023, but vague posting. it just makes all the vibes go to shit real quick and no thank. there are many more but i will keep from sounding like an old person on their porch yellin' at the wind.

plots or memes: both? both is good. i don't know what it is with memes, but i tend to have a habit of basing a plot off a meme and wind up with a bitchin' plot that makes sense. memes are also, in my opinion, a great way to break the ice and get everyone involved relaxed enough to reach out. also i hoard memes for the days drafts are a big no and my brain is mush, but not mush enough to do memes. if that makes sense lol

long or short replies: i am go with the motion of the ocean kinda gal. if you give me semi-para, i'm gonna give it right back. sometimes i can word vomit ( sorry not sorry joey ) 'cause the muse be takin' over. but i also don't mind doing shorter replies / one para replies. so long as it's more than like two complete sentences, i'm chill.

are you like your muse: i could lie and say no, but i am. not completely, but there are bits and pieces of misty that are also very much char. it's part of the reason why i picked her up as a muse because i was able to relate to her ( struggling to make friends, not knowing how to go about it, feeling like an outsider even though technically apart of a team, etc. ) it's also why i try to give her a loud enough voice to be heard and listened to over the others. because i can acknowledge her faults and in some instances, so can misty herself, but there's also well, what would you have done? in there as well. like...she's fucked up and flawed but so are the others who tend to think they're above her and the things she's done when in reality they're not. and i don't know but there's just something about that that is so relatable that i can connect to at some degree. but also including the multi, i'm very much like van like...i will yell about movies and pop culture bullshit if ever given the chance.

tagged by: @enr4ged tagging: @dogtccth / @fullrigor / @wildernesslost / @antlermotifs / @crosseddestiny & anyone else <3

#( ran out of teammates to munch on | out of character )

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adskjadkjas, thank you for the follow, Sam!! I feel honored, cause your renders are amazing!! Also, congrats on the writing of 2,000 words!! That's a lot of words!! (my piecemeal draft of my story just hit 22k, and that's after over 6 months of writing it. So 2k in a day is really impressive!!)

Can I have some facts about Cheese, please? Is he clingy? Does he like belly rubs, or does he attack the boys when they go to pet his belly? Is he a lap cat? What does he do when it thunders? Does he have any "unusual" cat habits? (ie: plays fetch or can open doors)

P.S., in reference to what you posted a while ago, about not being cut out for sims stories, that's more than okay!! If you like doing the little one-off scenes like the proposal one, I would love to see them, but if you don't, then that's valid too!! It's your blog and any kind of content from you is enjoyable!

(sorry this is so very, very random. I just Do This sometimes, lmao.) (this = send people really long and rambling nonsensical asks. I'm so sorry.)

dw, i love all types of asks!! honestly random ones are more fun because it's like so unexpected. and congrats on 22k words!! that's definitely more than i've written this entire year lmao

i imagine cheese as a weirdly tolerant, very (almost dangerously so) curious, unafraid and affectionate cat. he'll let anyone pet him but he 100% prefers sam and will follow him around the house (aiden will still try to argue he's cheese's favorite though). he's very nice and doesn't attack people unless they seriously annoy him but he can be very messy and has absolutely ruined some of sam's plants. aiden's more afraid of thunder than cheese is, tbh (sam's probably trying to comfort aiden while cheese sits there meowing because he's not getting any attention). i think cheese is pretty smart but also pretty lazy so he's probably never bothered learning any cool unusual cat habits (aiden's tries to teach him but it never works)

and i will definitely do another little scene thingy in the future!! i have one that i've been thinking about for a while now so. i need to do at least that one, and probably some more because like i said in the tags of that post it's super weird to share your characters without even mentioning some very crucial aspects of them

#i can't not make my answers super long sorryyy #ask

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trboyrants · 5 months

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leo

BASICS

First Name: leo

Middle Name: jameson

Last Name: martin

Nickname: le, leonardo, leotard

Gender: male

Age: 23

Birthday: 5/24/2000

Birth Stone: emerald

Zodiac Sign: gemini

Sexual Orientation: straight (but $20 is $20)

ROMANCE

Ideal partner? someone who has the same interests, is always down for something fun, and wants the same things in their future

What was their first kiss like? it was a kiss for a piece of candy in kindergarten. she smelled like glue and had glitter on her face and he did not like it

CHILDHOOD

Life Story: Grew up in a small town with his mom and dad who should have gotten divorced long before they had a kid. It’s a very off and on household and his parents have too much pride to get divorced, so they stay together even though it’s not a secret that they’re both seeing other people. He isn’t that close with either of them and does his own thing a lot of the time, occasionally sees his mom but really only sees his dad on holidays

Did he have an imaginary friend growing up? a racoon named harold

Nurtured or neglected growing up? He was a mixture, it depended on the day and what kind of mood his parents were in

Closest family member? His paternal grandmother, Joyce

Languages spoken at home growing up? English

Financial situation growing up? they had times where they struggled, but always managed to get by

PERSONAL

Do they ramble or are they to the point? depends, he’s known to do both but he usually rambles

Does he have any addictions? he vapes, smokes weed and cigarettes, has dabbled in coke

What’s his biggest secret? on thursday nights he stays at his grandma’s and knits with her while watching the bachelor

What is he obsessed with? music, making sure his grandmother is okay, and not turning out like his parents

Does he have any pet peeves? people who act like they’re better than everyone because they have money

Does he have any superstitions? Does not like the number 333, won’t walk on a sidewalk crack

What’s his favorite swear word? fuck, godammit, cunt

One word they would use to describe themselves? funny

Sense of humor? definitely on the darker side

What’s his soft spot? you

Favorite person? also you

Do they rent or own? rents, he lives with his grandmother

Do they live in an urban area or rural? suburban

What’s their dream home? a place big enough for his family that he can call his own

How long can they hold a grudge? forever

APPEARANCE

Eye Color(s): chocolate brown

Hair Color: brown

Hair Style(s): on the longer side, curly, very much ‘i woke up like this’

Height: 5’11

PERSONALITY

Personality traits: funny, sarcastic, dorky, determined, protective

Good Habit(s): very strict about his oral hygiene, very organized with his weed

Bad habit(s): smoking, leaving clothes everywhere, not answering his phone

Like(s): hanging out with his friends/grandmother, board games, shitty movies

Dislike(s): people who think they’re better than everyone, dirty bong water, bad weed

Hobbies: dabbles in rpgs, plays guitar from time to time, listening to music

Allergies: grass

Fear(s): ending up like his parents

Fun Facts? he still sleeps with a night light

WORK

Ambition/dream: to move away and open his own record store

Occupation/Job: works at the local record store, teaches guitar lessons on the side for extra cash

RELATIONSHIPS

Relative(s): Maria Martin (mother), Josh Martin (father), Joyce Martin (grandmother)

EXTRA

Scent: weed, tobacco, cheap cologne

Outfit(s): ripped jeans and a t-shirt

Scars: a few random scars from scrapes and cuts on his arms, a gash through his eyebrow from hitting it on the corner of a cupboard