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#or maybe it wont! you wont know till you try though
gibbearish · 2 years
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hi i’m not really sure how to do this but i came from your uquiz and you seem knowledgeable and nice and so i’m asking you a question now i’m sorry
uhm, so, i think i maybe might be trans (ftm) because i’m super dysphoric and i sometimes look at guys and i get really jealous because they just get to, like, exist like that (i’m not really sure what the “that” is, but god, do i want it) and i very much don’t and when i refer to myself using he/him pronouns in my head it feels, uhm, at the risk of being a cliche, right, i guess.
but the thing is that i don’t really fit into any of the stereotypical trans guy things. like a lot of my friends when i was little were girls and though i have some stereotypically masculine hobbies (sports and physics) i also sew, and when i was little i was obsessed with being a princess for like a month before i started refusing to wear dresses.
i don’t think i’m non-binary, i tried using they/them pronouns this summer and while they didn’t actively hurt like she does, they didn’t really feel right.
so, like, am i lying to myself? i don’t know, maybe i just want to be special (i don’t want it, though, if i could just be happy as a girl i would).
sorry i just unloaded half an essay on you you obviously don’t have to reply and i know you’re probably not qualified to answer anyway, i just needed to tell someone, you know?
anyways, i hope you’re having a nice night or day or whatever. thank you, for, like, existing on the internet i guess. your quiz was very nice. bye.
howdy anon! dw i am always glad to answer questions abt this stuff even tho it make take me a while lol
my best advice for situations like this is i know its easy but don't let yourself get caught up in the trap of "well this is the label that makes me feel best but i dont technically check off every single box for it so am i just lying?" people arent video game quests, you dont have to hit every single box for it to count, youre allowed to have stuff fall outside the technical definition of a term while still calling yourself it. im very similar to you, i was in tap and ballet growing up, wore dresses and makeup for most of highschool, sewing crocheting knitting the whole shebang. but the important part is that none of those things make a difference to your identity. knowing how to sew doesnt make you a girl, it can just make you a guy who knows how to sew. its a thing you do, not who you are.
all that being said, i think another helpful angle to look at things is "does the distinction between two similar labels actually make a difference to me?" using myself as an example again, i dont call myself a trans man because while i do prefer presenting masculine, for some reason the term 'man' just doesnt feel right for me. but at the same time, to the rest of the world that's functionally what i am, right? so does that change /who/ i am? no. so for me personally, ive deliberately chosen not to file myself into either "trans man" or "nonbinary" and just move on with my day, because to me it doesnt actually make a difference which one i am, im still gonna stay on t, i still want top surgery, i still want to be perceived masculine, and thats not gonna change no matter what name is on the box so who gives a shit. just do what makes you happy
#also this is a side note but going back to the whole 'when i was growing up i was more feminine' angle#one thing ive found is that the more masc i get the more pressing the Need To Be Masculine becomes#so like. accepting that identities can be fluid and change over time can be very helpful imo#maybe i was a girl at one point and now im not‚ or maybe i never was‚ who cares. either way‚ im not one now‚ and thats what matters#gender is a game we were all forced to play from birth‚ youre allowed to say fuck all these rules im just gonna exist how i want#i hope this all makes sense and isnt an incoherent ramble labflsbfksbfkeb ive been having brain fog lately so i tend#to lose track of where i am when im talking sometimes#i dont think youre lying to yourself‚ i think introspection and understanding your identity are very difficult things to do#and i think like a lot of trans(?) people pre-everything youre scared that the answer will be 'yes‚ you are trans‚ and now you have to#figure out how to live in a way that feels right'#not to say nonbinary people dont have to deal w the same stuff as trans ppl obv bc Hello Thats Me ksnfkshfkek#but like. i feel like most ppl see it as 'figure out identity then work on transition goals' but like you absolutely dont have to#you can just say 'idk what i am but i know doing xyz will make me happier' and just go from there#and who knows! maybe doing so will change your understanding of yourself to the point you find picking a label far easier#or maybe it wont! you wont know till you try though#anyways hope this ramble helps have a good day osbfksbflsnls
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seattlesellie · 11 months
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i truly cant stop thinking about this with college!ellie it really hurts my head oh god 💓
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☁️ chilling in her dorm room brightly lit only by led lights (we know ellie isn’t exactly a trend follower, but she somehow managed to find herself purchasing some led strings due to someone saying that fucking with red lighting… hits different.) it starts with just laying around in bed, watching sci-fi (today was ellie’s turn to pick) and eating some cup of noodles or cold pizza (ellie listens and pretends to agree with your complains over cheap food, and how hard it is being a college student and having like no money, but she secretly loves extremely processed meals… she just agrees cause she’s a simp)
☁️ obviously, her hands starts to creep up your thigh mid-film (shes seen it already, she’s not missing out on anything) she just caresses and caresses, trailing little circles whilst your head is laying pretty on her chest, listening to her soft little breaths (♡), trying to focus on the movie, but not exactly being able to because she keeps squeezing your upper thigh whenever you remark something about the film…
☁️ “is he gonna die at the end? i hope he doesn’t die” you ask, snuggling closer and moving your head towards her neck. “not… gonna spoil it babe” she huffs, and grabs your thigh. you let out a little squeak, because she may have pinched it a little too hard, so she tries to hide the curl forming on her lips; “am i distracting you?”, you obviously protest, and she whispers in your ear “good, keep watching then”
☁️ truthfully, ellie finds the way youre laying up against her way too distracting herself, she truly can’t focus on anything else but the sensation of having your cheek pressed up against her chest and your thigh spread out on her own… so she decides to stop playing, or for you— start playing, so she plants little kisses on your head and on your forehead, moving down to nibble at your ear. your breath hitches, and she asks again… “am i really… not distracting you at all?”
☁️ at one point, her arm moves up to your ass, caressing it in agonizingly slow circles. you somehow managed to completely miss out on three whole minutes of the flick, the one guy you thought might die probably died already, or maybe not— you really couldn’t care less, but you’re on a mission. you’re not going to give into her that easy… but mind you— ellie loves a challenge.
☁️ she slips her hand inside your panties, and you nearly go cross eyed at the sensation of her palm laying down on your core. “what are you doing?” you ask, and it escapes your mouth sounding like a half broken, shaky whisper. “just… warming up my hand… its cold— m’cold.” you almost give in completely, and its so difficult not to start grinding up on her hand and keep those whimpers caged in your throat, but luckily for you ellie doesn’t move her hand. she just lets it lay there. who will break first? you, or her?
☁️ “if you’re that cold… there’s an extra blanket— look” you signal towards the green, soft cotton blanket laying unused on the side of the bed. “nope” she says in a low tone. “you’re warming me up just fine… now keep watchin’, best parts coming up”
☁️ it goes on like this for a while, ellie telling you to “keep your eyes on the screen, babe” “gonna hurt me if you wont pay attention to my favorite fucking movie”, and it starts aching and aching and you cant keep it together anymore, so you pull her in to a wet, drooling, tongue twisting kiss. “knew you were fucking distracted”
☁️ when she pulls out the strap from her bedside table, its only a matter of two seconds till she’s deep inside of your cunt. she puts you in missionary, slapping your ass as she lays you down, you moan something so fucking muffled because she didn’t even give you time to fully adjust to the purple silicone toys size, and then completely stops. “nuh uh— you’re riding me” she grunts, “let’s go— get on fucking top and start riding”
☁️ even though she’s the one who flips you over and plunges you deep inside her cock, she demands you to do all the work. “show me how fucking bad you need it” you start squirming around her, jumping up and down with your tits bouncing, she grabs them both forcefully; “atta fucking girl” you bounce faster and faster, screaming her name and she stares hypnotized, marveling at how well her girl is taking her and doing it all on her fucking own. “taking me so fucking good—“ & it rubs on her clit so hard she almost drools on herself, and hisses “fuck yourself on my cock j—fuck… just like that, good fucking girl”
☁️ you cant take it anymore, and you start seeing complete, pure whiteness in your eyes, so you… break, and beg; “fuck me” she smirks, looking absolutely ravenous and desperate, “wan’ me to fuck you? beg for it”, so you plead, and plead, and plead for her to fuck you in her ear “please please fuck me ellie…”, it comes out so whiny and pathetic and she could never, ever say no to that.
☁️ she separates your asscheeks, peeling them apart, and starts fucking into your cunt fervently, with just short circuited breaths escaping her mouth, constant praises ringing in your ears “you like that? you fucking like that?” and oooooh, god—
how are you ever going to finish watching a whole movie with her.
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rierice8 · 4 months
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Am I pretty?
Just some drabble cuz I really wanna get railed by dan heng while I’m in a skirt even though I’m a guy…fuck thats so hot- (new not-so-new kink???)
Warnings: feminization, use of princess, good boy, slut and doll, creampie, described as rough sex
Word count: 866
Dom!Dan heng x sub!male reader
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You walked out of the bathroom, covered in a blush. Your boyfriend had thrown you carelessly a bag full of clothes he bought for you in belobog, which you only realised was some lingerie and a miniskirt after you agreed to try it on for him.
That dirty minded fuck.
As you walked out of the bathroom with nothing but the lingerie and the small pink skirt on, Dan hengs face was, unsurprisingly, still stuffed in his book.
“Ahem…” you cleared your throat to get his attention. Dan heng just hummed before answering,
“Let me finish this page.”
You scoffed before walking to him and snatching the book from his hands.
“I got all dressed up in your perverted outfit and I have to wait till you “finish this page?” No fucking way. Look at me. Am I pretty?”
He laughed lightly as he looked over your form. The way the see-through lace bra laid over your flat chest, or how the skirt was barely covering your ass, how your abdomen was fully on view for him, along with the rest of your thighs and chest.
“Hmmm…is my princess feisty?”
He chuckled with a smirk.
“Yes, though, you’re very pretty, I’m glad I thought of it.”
You just blushed and furrowed your brows.
“Huh…? I…thanks uh…just shut up and fuck me then! It seems like thats the purpose of this outfit anyway!”
You huffed as you crossed your arms. Dan heng just smiled and ran his hands down your chest, pulling you down to sit on his lap on the edge of the bed he had been sitting on before. You just followed his lead, sitting on him as he lifted the bra strap ever so slightly before letting it snap back against your skin.
“Good boys don’t demand for things, they beg.”
He said into your ear as you moaned a bit from the sting.
“Fuck—fuck uh- Plea-please? Please fuck me? Please Dan heng, please?”
You begged as you tugged at his pants. He was still fully dressed and you were left in such a slutty outfit.
“Hmm…maybe…are you all prepped for me or do I need to do it,”
He asked in a whisper. Fuck how did he know that you’d already gotten off earlier today before he returned?? You bit your lip.
“Uh…a…a bit. Earlier…”
Dan heng smirked as he kissed your neck, before biting it, causing you to moan out.
“Mmh, perfect, then I wont bother.”
You swallowed hard, sure you’d done it but it’d been a couple hours, maybe it’d be a good idea to—
“Don't think baby. You can take me just fine like this, yes?”
You nodded eagerly, forgetting all your prior thoughts as you saw him unzip his pants and drop them to the floor, his boxers immediately following.
“Fuck- I need it please Dan heng…”
You whined as he pushed your panties to the side, running his hand along your cock for a bit before he lined himself up with your ass.
“W-wait- what about—”
“The skirt stays on.”
He said as he started pushing in. You moaned loudly at the stretch, it stung a lot but it could’ve been worse. You were both too desperate to have spent any longer to begin with.
“F-FUCK! Shit that- shit that's good…!”
You moaned.
Dan heng finally buried his cock in your ass fully, waiting for you to give him the sign to move. After a couple of seconds you nodded and he started moving. He didn't bother to start slowly, holding you by the waist and pulling you back down on him to make your hips meet his own as fast as he could. You threw your head back, moaning loudly.
“Shit!! Shit shit shit that's- mmh!! too much!!”
You whine out in between moans as he railed into your ass.
“You’re such a pretty slut like this, getting fucked in your brand new skirt? You’ll get it all dirty, princess”
He whispered into your ear as he kept his erratic pace.
“Mmh!! Fuck! I bet you were—NGH!—thinking of this all day—fuck!!”
You managed to get out through all your moans, trying to tease him despite slowly getting your brains fucked out.
“You know me too well…all I’m ever thinking of is you in a pretty skirt getting stupid on my cock,”
He grunted as he reached his hand to your ass and squeezed it. You whined a bit at how rough he was treating you. It was just too much for you. His nails digging into your skin as he moved to make out with you, kissing you hard and shoving his tongue into your mouth, biting your lip and swallowing all your moans.
You clenched around his cock but it didn't slow his pace at all, only making him speed up and fuck you harder.
“S-shit Dan heng!! I-I’m gonna cum— I can't—!!”
You moaned out as he grunted and thrusted harder, hitting you right in your sweet spot, making your face scrunch up as you came hard on his cock. A few thrusts after, Dan heng came inside you. You hummed at the feeling of being full, it was always the best when he came inside.
“Oh don't think we’re done yet, doll. I’m gonna fuck your ass all night.”
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imaniwriting · 4 months
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Hi, I think u said that some requests like got deleted or smth. anyway I had a request where it’s Rafe x reader and like he has to leave for a meeting that’s last minute and he was like hanging out with his girlfriend, the reader, and his friend and like he pulls him into another room and gets SUPER overprotective. saying stuff like ‘she gets a scratch, she catches a fever, anything happens I’ll kill u’. I saw it in another tv show and ughhhh 😩😩😩 anyway maybe the reader gets hurt or smth, idk u can add a little bit of ur own twist 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻 thx
(Love overprotective!rafe)
𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐬 (Request are open)
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Warnings : overprotective!Rafe, swearing, topper and kelce being a bad influence (let me know if i missed any)
Summary : when Rafe leaves to take care of business he makes it clear not to get you hurt.
Genre : mostly fluff
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You were currently at the beach with Rafe and his friend’s topper and kelce. You were trying to learn how to surf by the help of Rafe but let’s just say you are not a fast learner.
“Fuck they calling me for.” Rafe asked himself while picking up his phone when it started ringing you guys were currently having a break and sat at the beach bar.
Rafe had his arm wrapped around your waist, glaring at any boy who stared at you too long. He knew he shouldn’t have let you leave with the tiny bikini you had on. But he promised he could fight if it came to it.
“What do you want Barry im busy” he said in an harsh tone annoyed. His eyes scanned you while Barry was talking on the other line he rolled his eyes and muttered something under his breath before replying “I’ll be there”
You were obvious to the and still were eating your burger he had bought for you. “Baby, I gotta go i’ll see you later i need to take care of something” he said with a bitter tone to his voice he didn’t want to leave you in the first place.
You looked up at him in confusion “what why?” You asked. “I don’t know Barry told me he needed me stay away from the water till i’m back I won’t be long” he said getting up from his chair.
You nodded and he kissed your lips before handing you his credit card “ if you want to buy anything else do that just don’t go into the water without me” he said making you grin “don’t worry baby is won’t” you reassured him before he abruptly turned to topper and Kelce.
“I swear to god if anything happens to her, a cut, a bruise i will kill both of you slow and painful” he whispered in a low voice so that you couldn’t hear him. He then turned to you smiled and walked over to his car.
Soon after you had finished eating and went back to your towel. Closely followed by topper and kelce. “Damn I really wanted to keep on surfing.” You said sitting down on the towel. Topper shrugged “you can.” He said making you shake your head “rafe told me I should stay away from the water till he’s back.” You explained.
“So what he’s your dad now or what? You can do whatever you want” said kelce making topper nod. “For real though he wont even know.” He tried to convince you which worked rather fast. “Maybe one wave wont hurt.” You said standing up with the surf boat in your hand.
Topper nodded and walked with you to the shore. “Here we go” you whispered to yourself. Before running into the water. You stepped on your surf board that Rafe had customized for you when he heard you wanted to learn how to surf.
But before you could prepare for the wave it hit you knocking you off the surfboard but your eye hit the edge of the surfboard making you yelp before hitting the large body of water.
Topper and kelce saw that and panicked quickly running in to get you before contemplating whether they should tell Rafe or not. You were already sat back on your towel with an ice pack. “Dude if we tell him he’ll kill us!” Said Kelce while staring at you you found the whole situation rather amusing. “It’s not that deep kelce why are you so on the edge?” You asked laughing not knowing what rafe had told them before he left.
“Look y/n when he comes just act normal and act like you are just hot thats why you have the ice pack.” You shrugged and nodded not caring really.
Not long after Rafe made his way over to you who was eating an ice cream. He smiled before noticing the dampness of your hair. He looked at the surf board and realized that it was also wet.
“Hey baby,” he started but stopped when he saw the ice pack on your face. His relaxed expression was quickly replaced by anger. “What happened?” He asked grabbing your hand and gently removing the ice pack only to reveal a bruised eye.
His eyes snapped to topper and kelce who were rubbing their necks trying to ignore the stare he was sending them. “Let’s have a talk shall we guy’s?” He asked with fake enthusiasm while grabbing their arms.
Let’s just say that day topper and kelce returned with two bruised eyes.
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veampa · 2 months
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Yandere alphabet sebastian michaelis
Gender neutral friendly!
Character(s)- sebastian michaelis
Warnings are tagged, please please PLEASE don't hesitate to tell me if I've missed any
That being said this is purely fictional and is in no way shape or form trying to romanticise these types of behaviours I am purely writing this for others enjoyment and because It's something I find interesting to write, please do not seek out relationships anywhere remotely like this and if you do find yourself in a relationship like this where you are unsafe please try and get somewhere safe if you are able to.
Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?- Sebastian isn't far too affectionate, after all he's a busy man his contract with the earl is a busy job after all, though there is times where he gets more touchy, hugging you close to him with the little bits of free time he has not budging when you yell and try to squirm out his grasp
Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?- He doesn't care, if he's on a tighter schedule than it'll be less messy, if he has enough time then he can make it messy, though its not often he'll kill another.
Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?- No, he understands it's gonna be a hard time for you to adjust so the least he could do is not mock you, though he might occasionally laugh at your futile escapes or your meek insults.
Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?- Aparts from refusing to let you out and not letting you have interaction with anyone but mey-rin,no.
Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?- He's not that vulnerable, or atleast he doesn't show it, he's a demon for crying out loud he can EASILY hide and lie about stuff, even if you don't believe him he can put up facades and wont end them till he decides.
Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?- Depends really, theres a 15% chance he would react negatively to it, he understands you're going to have outbursts until you get used to your new life, though if he's had a particularly long day his patience will run thin, giving up and snapping at you, though majority of the time he just snickers and chuckles at your attempts.
Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?- He finds it amusing the first few times doesn't mean he wont punish you though, he knows you won't be able to escape and if you do he'll find you. He's very knowing of your abilities and always seems to know your next move.
Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?- When you tried to escape for the first time and he didn't talk for days, you were tied, bindfolded, had earplugs and gagged, causing you to get desperate and paranoid, the only time you wouldn't be gagged is when he came to feed you and give you something to drink by the end of it you were paranoid and didn't try escaping again for a few months.
Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?- Any where you're happy with him, maybe even making a contract with him once his with Ciel's finishes.
Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?- Not really, he knows that in the end of almost every possible universe where yous two know eachother you'll end up his.
Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?- Calm, collected and understanding, he knows when to stop and what to do, but sometimes he gets alot more affectionate and forces his affection on you.
Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?- He would have met you through lady elizabeth when visiting, you were one of her maids/butlers, he would approach you after hours when everyone else was asleep or busy.
Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?- When he first met you he would put on a much sweeter facade, dropping it when he abducted you, still he would be sweet just not as much as he forced himself to do before hand.
Naughty: How would they punish their darling?- Psychological punishments or threats.
Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?- Freedom and privacy, you don't need either of that anymore after all he's taking care of you now.
Patience: How patient are they with their darling?- his patience only runs thin on stressful days, so normally he's quite patient towards you.
Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on- He wont let you, at all.
Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?- Nope! He tells you and himself its to protect you (even though its more so his own greed).
Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?- Curiousity mixed with greed.]
Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?- at first he felt empathy towards you and your situation and would show it by holding you close to him.
Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?- Be more understandng and patient.
Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?- None :p.
Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?- Physically no. Mentally yes.
Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?- Sickly sweet compliments before he took you.
Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?- It only took him three months before he abducted you.
Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?- No he knows your limits and will stop just before he breaks them.
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burgundybmw · 2 years
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Fast Times at Family Video
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Pairing: Robin Buckley x Fem!Reader
Word Count: 3,112
Warnings: Brief mention of period typical homophobia (not directed at Robin, this is very fluffy!)
Summary: There's this girl that comes in once a week to rent Fast Times at Ridgemont High. She always peruses the shelves, sometimes grabbing other films, but Fast Times is always in the stack.
In other words, Robin has a crush, Steve plays wingman, and the pretty girl in the fruit themed sundresses might pick up something more than a cheesy high school movie.
Author's Note: Sorry to Vickie, but it had to be done.
Part Two: Lemonheads
Despite it being early March, a sudden heat wave has spread its iron grip over the town of Hawkins, Indiana. The AC inside the Family Video is on its last leg, and both Robin and Steve are counting down the seconds until their shift ends. It's Sunday, and barely any customers have come in. It looks like the video store is gonna be deserted for the rest of the evening. But, Robin is patiently waiting for someone. Someone who always comes in on Sunday, every week like clockwork.
"I think it's going to be kiwi this time." Steve announces from one of the isles, slowly stacking the shelves to kill time.
"What?" She had no idea how long Steve had been talking to her, too preoccupied with staring at the front door. It's only three hours till closing time, so it's too early to be worried she wont show up. But she usually comes in the mornings, her She-Ra thermos in hand. Always tea, never coffee. Robin has spent way too much time trying to read the impossibly small font on the tag each times she comes in. On the rare occasion she makes an afternoon visit, it's usually a can of soda in her hand. Pepsi, never Coke.
"Kiwi, I think she's gonna be in a Kiwi get up this time." He responds for a second time.
"Who are you talking about?" Steve rolls his eyes and lazily walks towards the front desk, clearly fed up with Robin's lack of attention on him.
"As if you don't know, you've been staring at the front door for the past 30 minutes. I think you've blinked only 7 times, you're gonna need eye drops if you keep that up." Robin rolls her eyes, noticing they were dryer than usual. She'd never admit Steve was right though. Suffering with dry eyes it is.
"I have not be staring-"
"Yes you have don't lie. You and I both know that Y/N comes in every Sunday in her fruit salad dress to rent Fast Times at Ridgemont High. You stare at her like a weirdo-"
"Hey!"
"Don't interrupt." Robin huffs, not liking the taste of her own medicine she gave Steve back at Scoops Ahoy. "Anyway, you stare at her like some weirdo and then she comes by to check out, you either A: don't say a word and let this awkward silence drag on or B: you have word vomit and talk the girls ear off."
"What does that have anything to do with Kiwis?" She doesn't give Steve enough credit sometimes, how much he notices. Robin spent most of her youth doing everything within her power to not be too noticed. Popular enough to not be lonely, isolated enough to not draw attention to herself. It's a careful balance that she has crafted over the years, and Steve always manages to throw a wrench into things in her life.
"That's what I'm guessing she's gonna come in with this week. Last week you went on and on over her strawberry sundress, and the week before it was lemon, and before that it was blueberry-"
"Fruit salad dresses. Yes. Got it. Noted." She barks out, cheeks growing uncomfortably red.
"Yea and she always matches it with a necklace-"
"Earrings. She matches the earrings not necklace."
"Earrings, whatever. Quite honestly I don't understand how one person can have so much fruity themed attire... unless-" She knows where this is going, and doesn't like it at all.
"Don't even start Steve." Robin walks to the backroom, not wanting to listen to his theories anymore. Keith left some paperwork they've been procrastinating on. No better time than the present to get it done.
"Maybe she's more into cherries than bananas, or likes both cherries and bananas. I know for a fact she likes cherries, no girl who rents Fast Times at Ridgemont High every week and returns it at 53 minutes and 5 seconds doesn't like cherries!" Steve quickly follows behind Robin, abandoning the front desk all together.
"What are you even talking about Steve? Cherries?"
"It's code Robin. Cherries are boobies"
"Ugh don't say boobies." Robin rolls her eyes, grabbing paperwork from the back and walking towards the front desk. A much needed distraction from Steve.
"But it's true! You like boobies, I like boobies, Y/N likes boobies!"
"Y/N does NOT like boobies Steve. You're out of your mind." Robin is reshuffling the same stack of paper over and over again. Trying to look busy, maybe Steve will drop it now. She can't focus on updating inventory if he's talking her ear off.
"Ugh yea, she does. The pause times don't lie Robin. I don't know why you don't just ask her out." Robin knows he means well, but he just doesn't understand. If it wasn't for that Russian truth serum she never would have told Steve that she was gay, especially after he admitted his crush on her. She was lucky that Steve is such a great guy, because if he were anybody else, she could have been outed to all of Hawkins. Being gay in Indiana is not all sunshine and rainbows, and her life would be living hell if anybody knew. If she asked Y/N out, best case scenario she turns her down gently, and keeps her secret. Worst case, Y/N tells everyone and Robin waltzes into Hawkins High with carpet muncher spray painted over her locker.
There were rumors that Terry Johnson, a senior when Robin was a freshman, was gay. Apparently she was caught with some cashier girl behind the gas station near the outskirts of town. Everyday her locker was covered with sharpie, a variety of slurs and graphic depictions of genitals graffitied the space. She ended up dropping out of school and getting her GED, couldn't handle constantly getting harassed by all the Reaganites of Hawkins. Robin couldn't live with that, she can't take the risk.
"No Steve, I will not ask her out"
“But,”
“Drop it Steve.” She knew he was frustrated with her. To him asking out a girl is no big deal, if she says no then he only has a bruised ego to heal. If Robin asks the wrong girl out, she could have bruises more painful than that.
Steve paced around the store, clearly not wanting to drop the conversation. He sighed and slowly dragged himself behind the front desk, wrapping his arm around Robin's shoulder for comfort.
“Look Robin I’m sorry. I’ll let it go, but can you really blame me? I just want my best friend to be happy that’s all.” Robin leaned against his collar bone, allowing herself to sink into him. Despite all of the trauma from last summer, she couldn’t imagine her life without him. It was nice to have at least one person she didn’t have to hide herself from.
The two stayed like that for a moment, before the chime of the front door bell rang. Steve quickly removed his arm from Robin, but not before the girl at the door saw how close they were. Y/N L/N was standing there, in a short white dress with small cherries patterned throughout. She had large cherry earrings on, and some sparkly clips in her hair. Her pouty lips painted red, and blunt nails manicured with bright green nail polish. She had a contemplative look on her face, eyebrows furrowed and eyes quickly switching focus between Steve and Robin.
"Are you guys busy?" Y/N asked, arms crossed against her chest, she gave a pointed to look to Steve before shifting to a shy smile to Robin.
"Not at all, Welcome to Family Video, my name's Steve. How can I help you today?" The rehearsed lines flowing easily out like muscle memory.
"I'm alright, just looking around for now." Y/N headed to the Comedy section of the store, not so subtly eyeing Steve and Robin together. Once she was out of earshot Steve turned to Robin, a big cheesy smile on his face.
"Y/N likes cherries."
"No shit, she's wearing a cherry dress." Steve was shaking his head, hair flopping around like an over excited golden retriever.
"No, Y/N likes cherries." Steve winked. Robin rolled her eyes, not this again.
"Steve-"
"No listen. Did you see the look on her face? She was jealous!" Robin scoffed, but her heart started to beat a bit faster in her chest.
"If she was jealous, and I'm not saying she was, it was probably about you." She really wished he would just drop it, let her yearn in silence. She didn't want to hope he could be right. Hope was a dangerous thing.
"No Robs. She wasn't jealous of you, she was jealous of me. You didn't see the stink eye she gave me?"
"You're imagining things."
"And you're in denial, smooth sailing the S.S. Robin to Cabo."
"Cabo?" Robin asked, not sure where he was going with this.
"The city in Egypt? You know the Nile River? Denial, The Nile?"
"That's Cairo, dingus" Steve rolled his eyes. Steve scoffed, he graduated from high school already, didn't need a geography lesson. He suddenly jumped over the counter, eyes alight like he was about to charge into battle.
"You know what, I'm gonna prove it to you!" Steve jogged over to where Y/N was, giving Robin a thumbs up as he left.
"Steve! Steve! Shit." He either didn't hear her or just completely ignored Robin's protests. With Steve it could go either way. Robin pretended to reorganize the stack of paper as she looked at Steve talking to Y/N. She couldn't hear what they were talking about, but by Steve's body language she could tell he was laying it on thick. Robin was gonna kill him. She began furiously shuffling the paperwork, not paying attention to her surroundings. She didn't notice that someone had walked to the front of the desk.
"Um, excuse me?" Robin whipped her head up and promptly dropped the stack she was holding. One of the papers slicing into her pointer finger.
"Ow, god I hate paper cuts." Blood started to pool at the top of her finger, pain radiating down the length of it. Robin may have fought inter-dimensional monsters last summer, but paper cuts were her one true enemy.
"Oh no! Are you okay?" Y/N asked in concern, her cherry lips pulled into a frown.
"Me? Oh yea I'm good. Totally fine. It's just a small cut. I don't have like, sickle cell anemia or anything. So I won't like, bleed to death because my blood can't coagulate. My blood coagulates just right. My pediatrician says I have excellent blood pressure." Y/N giggled at Robin's rambling, and she just begged her mouth to just. stop. talking.
"Would you like a bandaid?" Y/N asked, eyes glittering under the fluorescent lights. She was so nice, and pretty, and Robin was just standing there bumbling like a fool.
"Um, yea, if you have one to spare, I guess." Y/N nodded and started searching her wicker bag. Robin saw Steve waving his arms at the corner her eye. She turned her head to look at him to see him mouthing something.
"What?" Robin couldn't understand what he was saying.
"She. Wants. Nothing. To. Do. With. Me." He says, as if that's any indicator that Y/N bats for the same team. His game wasn't as good as it used to be when he wore the title of King Steve.
"So?" Steves eyes were bugging out of his head. Like him and Robin were speaking two different languages.
"Found one! Some cleaning spray too" Y/N cheered and Robin turned back to face her. "May I?" Robin nodded, her mouth deciding to finally listen to her brain and shut up. Y/N smiled and sprayed some disinfectant on the cut, then opened up the bandage to wrap around her finger.
"There you go! All better... Ya know my mom always said that kissing a paper cut makes you heal faster, maybe you can ask your boyfriend to do that?" Robin couldn't understand the look on Y/N's face. Like she was searching for something.
"Boyfriend? Me? Ha! No. No boyfriend for me. Noooope." Y/N smiled then, pleased with her answer.
"So you're not with that Steve guy?" Robin laughed, if she got a dollar for every time someone thought she was dating Steve she could finally afford to buy a new bike.
"No, we're friends. Totally platonic, with a capital P!" Y/N's smile got bigger and Robin was totally not dying a bit inside. Totally.
"Cool um, can you check me out? I mean, check these out. The movies, not me. You know what I mean." Y/N stammered out.
"Yeah, uh can do." Steve was hiding behind a cutout of Molly Ringwald, silently begging Robin to keep the conversation going.
"Fast times?" Robin asked, noticing the movie was on the top of stack as usual.
"Ugh yea it's my favorite I rent it all the time."
"Every Sunday!" Robin blurted out, instantly regretting it. It sounded less creepy in her head.
"What?" Y/N's head tilted to the side, and Robin wished the mind flayer would come back and go all Invasion of the Body Snatchers on her. At least then she might have some cool left in her.
"Ugh, Sunday. You come in every Sunday to rent it. I ugh, noticed it. Um, you never finish it all the way through though. It's always stopped at 53 minutes and 5 seconds when you bring it in. Did you not like the ending? I do that sometimes. With movies. I always stop the Rocky Horror Picture show right before Dr. Frank N. Furter gets shot with the laser gun. He was my favorite character, and there's only so many times you can watch your favorite character die before you get sick of it. Shit, I totally just spoiled the ending for you didn't I!" Robin was drowning, she could feel the pressure in her chest. She was absolutely blowing it. Now Y/N probably thinks she's a loser. She's definitely never coming back to Family Video again.
To Robin's major surprise, Y/N laughed. It wasn't the I'm totally making fun of you right now kind of laugh, it was a genuine laugh, like she thinks Robin is actually funny.
"No worries, I've seen Rocky Horror. Funny enough, I actually play Janet Weiss at the live show every Halloween." Robin was flabbergasted. She's been to that show before, but she didn't recognize her.
"Really? I've seen it, last Halloween actually. I had no clue that was you." Y/N giggled, twirling the strap of her bag around her finger.
"Yea, you probably wouldn't recognize me with the wig and makeup I have to put on. Did you like the performance?" Robin did like the performance. A lot.
"Yea you were excellent! Definitely deserved a Tony for Touch-A Touch-A Touch-A Touch Me." Y/N ducked her head down for a moment, covering her face with her hand. Robin hoped she didn't embarrass her, she really meant it. That performance alone was the highlight of her Halloween, for a number of reasons.
When Y/N looked up again, her smile was gone. A nervous look replacing it on her face, Robin couldn't help but miss it.
"I know this might be weird, but I ugh, was wondering if you wanted to hang out sometime, maybe? Pretty in Pink is showing at the theatre, and I don't know about you but I'm a big fan of Molly Ringwald. I really liked her in Sixteen Candles... almost as much as I like Phoebe Cates..." Y/N wasn't making eye contact now, the graceful twirling of her purse strap replaced with an iron tight grip. Robin was speechless. Holy shit Steve might have actually been right.
The silence was stretching for too long, she knew that. But Robin couldn't move a muscle, her mind racing with all of the possibilities this could lead.
"You know what, um, forget I said anything haha. I think I totally read this wrong..."
"Nope! You didn't! Not at all! She'd love to go! Wouldn't you Robin?" Steve rushed over, knocking over the Molly Ringwald cutout he was hiding behind.
"What?" Robin finally spoke. Her brain deciding to function normally again.
"You. Y/N. Pretty in Pink. Does Friday work for you? Robin has off that day." Steve suggested. She didn't have off that day, but with the amount of times she's had to cover for Steve for his dates, it looks like he's finally paying her back for it.
"Ugh yea, Friday is perfect. Um is that okay with you?" Y/N speaking to Robin now, her pearly smile finally finding its way back.
"Yes! Yes Friday! Friday is great! I um, don't have a car or even a license so I would have to ride my bike there. I don't think it'll rain, if it does I can just bring a jacket or-"
"I can pick you up?" This couldn't be happening. Any second now Robin's alarm was gonna go off and she'd wake up from whatever dream she was in.
"Yea. If it's no trouble..."
"It's no trouble at all! Um, do you have a pen?" Robin raced over to the register, knocking over the pen case that permanently had its place there. She handed Y/N the red marker they used for documenting fees.
"Thank you, may I?" She held out her hand and Robin placed her palm in hers, hoping it wasn't too clammy. Y/N hands were soft, she probably has some fancy hand cream she uses all of the time. No ones hands are naturally that soft. Y/N flipped over Robins wrist and pulled up her sleeve, giving her space to write. Steve grabbed the stack of films Y/N had left, finally cashing her out.
"This is my phone number, I have my own line so you don't have to worry about asking for me. Call me when you get out so I can have your address." She finished the final digit and added a little heart on the end.
"Here are your movies, that'll be $9.50 today." Steve handed Y/N the plastic bag as she searched for her wallet.
"Yea, will do. I'll um- I'll see you on Friday?" Robin stuttered out. Steve handed Y/N her change, and as she walked away she back turned to the two of them, cherry dress twirling around her figure.
"It's a date." The chimes of the front door rang as she walked out, bag in hand and a pep to her step.
"Y/N likes cherries." Steve said, in an i-told-you-so kind of way. Robin laughed, allowing him the win.
"Y/N likes cherries."
A/N 2: If you guys liked this I'll make a part two! As always let me know if you wanna be tagged in any fics. I'm writing for Eddie, Robin, and Steve currently. Will probably add Nancy at some point.
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lyrakanefanatic · 7 months
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Okay so I’ve been seeing @hathorneheiress do tig family hcs and I wanted to try that as well
but with my own!
- Grayson and phone girl (maybe 😜) would have one daughter
- Libby and Nash would have two girls
- Xander and max would have a boy and a girl, exactly the amount max wanted
- Avery and Jameson weren’t gonna have too many kids, but then Avery got pregnant with twins so they just left it at that 💀
- Avery’s daughter and Graysons daughter are 4lifers, and they hang out all the time
- they’re also super close with Xander’s daughter
- Nash and Libby’s daughters are polar opppsites. One’s quiet and shy and the other is popular and loud, but they both are best friends
- Graysons daughter is Rory Gilmore smart, and it’s her dream to go to Harvard like her dad (yes, like Rory and yes, I know Grayson dropped out 💀)
- jameson’s son and Graysons daughter have eternal beef for absolutely no reason, but they’re also very close. Also, Graysons daughter has definitely chased him around the house with a knife before.
- maxs son is super into books like his mom, and practically lives in the Hawthorne house libraries
-jameson’s daughter is super theatric and leads the school plays at her school
- and max’s daughter is smart, and more outgoing and extroverted than her brother
- she also loves board games and puzzles, and loves chess just like her mom
- Graysons daughter is TERRIFIED of sports. Like if she sees a ball coming towards her she will run away screaming, which kind of shocked Grayson since he was so athletic and into those kind of things
-but jameson’s daughter (and son) LOVES sports, and will take any chance she can get to do them
- all of the kids (except Graysons daughter) were terrified of Grayson till the age of 5, when they finally realized he’s nice and wont kill them in their sleep 💀
- Xander’s daughter uses big words even though she doesn’t know what they mean, like machiavellian
- Graysons daughter and Savannah are besties and hang out every chance they get
- all the kids love gigi and hug her every time they see her (🥺💖💖)
- the kids (except graysons daughter) were even more scared of Savannah then they were of Grayson, and Xander’s son would even cry everytime she would try to talk to him till he was like 7
-Nash and libby have a million holes in their backyard because their daughters wanted fish and they all died, and even though the fish kept dying after two days nash would still buy them even more 😭😭
- one time they rented a huge van/trailer and tried to do cute family road trip with all of them, and it did NOT go well
- graysons daughter and Avery’s son were both beefing (again, bc whose surprised) for absolutely no reason
-Xander’s daughter was throwing up on the side of the road because she has motion sickness
- jameson’s daughter was blasting Hamilton songs and was pissing everybody off, especially her brother, because apparently Hamilton songs “make his ears bleed”
- that started another argument
- xanders son kept asking Nash “are we there yet” every 5 minutes
- Nash’s daughter (the eldest and louder one) kept singing along to her music despite having headphones in, and then ANOTHER argument broke out between her and her sister
- Nash had finally had enough and yelled at all of them saying, “stop arguing! Can’t we all have fun as a family for once?”
- all the kids felt guilty but Jameson’s daughter and graysons daughter we’re trying so hard not to laugh
- anyways they finally made it to their place and never went on a road trip again
Okay I’m finally done, sorry it’s so long I have way too many ideas 😭😭
Again, thank you @hathorneheiress for giving me the idea 🫶🫶
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suzakisbbygirl · 11 months
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How would Murayama fujio tsukasa be with their girlfriends who are popular with boys
Okay right before I got this request I was actually thinking the same thing, and like wondering how I would write it myself
Thank you for this request anon, I hope you enjoy it!!
Much love ~ ember
Fujio, Tsukasa, Murayama with a gf who is close with the guys
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Fujio:
Fujio with a girl who is popular with the other guys would be interesting
He has no shame in showing that he is slightly jealous
But only slightly (he’s losing his mind)
He wont show too much jealousy, he knows you are his, and that you are with him for a reason
However, if you are giving the other guys more attention, he will get pouty for sure
He’s gonna try to keep it low key, being the leader of the full time students at Oya High, he has an image to uphold
But he doesn’t really care when it comes to you
You are his girl, he is a physical touch kind of guy, he wants your attention whenever you are around
Fujio would become somewhat quiet, and would sit back observing, thinking about everything that he could have possibly done to give you a reason to not like him anymore
Poor baby would probably be thinking about everything, even the time he didnt text you when he got home
He would need some serious reassurance when the guys leave
That you are his, and you are not going to leave him
After comforting him, he will be attached to you for the rest of the time that the two of you are together
Even if you are trying to do something, like cook dinner, he has his arms wrapped around you, and is glued to you, with no intention of letting go
Not that you mind though, its cute when he gets clingy like this
Overall, he knows that you are his, and that he isn’t going to lose you to anyone else, he just needs some reassurance every now and then
Tsukasa:
Tsukasa is the opposite of Fujio
Yes he seems to think about everything deeply, but he is confident in your relationship
He would sit aside watching you interact with the other guys, smiling at how beautiful your smile is, how your laugh is like music to his ears
He would sit there observing you more than anything
And he would be too invested in those thoughts to be jealous
He knows that you are his, and he knows that you love him
He has no reason to worry
He also knows that he really could kick anyone's ass if he needed to
He is more so observing you so that he can intervene if you get uncomfortable in any way
Tsukasa is not one for physical touch, especially when the guys are around, usually he has his arm over your shoulders, or a hand on your thigh
But when the guys leave, he pulls you into a tight hug and look at you with the most loving eyes
He tells you how beautiful you are, and how much he loves that you get along with his friends
He knows that the guys are not the easiest people to get along with, but he loves how much you enjoy being around them
It makes him happy that he can have his favorite girl around his friends, without there being any issues or being uncomfortable
He still would be clingier than usual, just because he is so happy to have someone as special as you in his life
Murayama:
Murayama would be right between Fujio and Tsukasa. He would be jealous, though he would never show it in front of the others
He’s the leader of Oya, the toughest guy in school
He can’t have the others knowing that he has a soft side, that’s only for you
He wouldn’t get pouty, he wouldn’t act different
Maybe getting a little quieter than normal, but he would still be involved in the conversation
You wouldn’t even know he’s jealous till hes sulking after everyone leaves
Even if someone else were to call you pretty, you wouldn’t know he's jealous, however, the other guy better watch his back, cause Murayama is coming for him
“Murayama, what's wrong?” “Wouldn’t you rather be talking with Seki?” He asks in a pouty tone
That’s when you’ll know he’s jealous, give the poor boy a hug
He will loosen up again once you pull him close and play with his hair
Tell him everything you love about him and he will melt in your arms
He becomes clingy as well, though he won't fully latch onto you, he’ll just follow you around wherever you go
If you’re cooking, he will try to help, or at least watch you
If you are working on school work (as if anyone at Oya actually does school work) he will sit there admiring you
He’s not saying much, though he is thinking about everything he loves about you
Thinking about all of your quirks, and the things that you do that make his heart flutter
He sits there admiring you for as long as he can
Sometimes it's hard for him to believe that he is with someone like you
But he is thankful for all of the happiness and love that you bring to him
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klausysworld · 1 year
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Hey there, amazing person! I just broke my elbow and had to go in for surgery. I am now in a lot of pain and could use a pick me up. Could you do a fluffy Kol x reader where the reader is super freaked about the surgery and even though he doesn't know how any of the stuff works, he still stays as long as he can to comfort her. Then when she wakes up Kol is super sweet and stays the whole first night even though she keeps him up cuz she's in pain. Please 🙏 I need this in my life!
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I’ll always stay
You woke up in the hospital with immense pain shooting through your body, your face was stained with tears as you brought your hand to touch the source of your discomfort
“i wouldn’t do that darling, it’ll only hurt more” you whipped your head round to see Kol in the chair next to you, he was leant forward and looking at your arm
“it’s broken…you have to have surgery” your face paled as he spoke those words and tears spilled over your cheeks when you shifted and felt your elbow move. A choked cry left your mouth as you stared at your arm
“no no…oh it hurts Kol! it hurts!” He was on his feet in an instant and gently held your hand that wasn’t attached to your injured arm.
“We’ll get some more pain stuff okay? NURSE!?” he started screaming for the nurse repeatedly
“I NEED A NURSE! DOCTOR! SURGEON!??” you couldn’t hold in your little laugh as he waved his arm around like a mad man to capture the attention of a doctor
“YES! you. here now please, we need drugs so she feels better…like not in pain better not like high…unless you think that could help i mean-“
“Kol…i don’t think he’s gonna let me get high just cuz i broke my elbow” the doctor stood there in silence as Kol tap on the button that gives you pain medication
“sir, she’s at the max medication, I’m afraid you’ll just have to wait till the surgery, its very soon and then when you wake up it should start feeling a little better” you nodded and the doctor looked at your elbow
“you’re not going to be able to do some things for a while…”
“thats fine i can do everything for them, cook, clean whatever the need i got it, you can go now” he responded quickly and ushered the man out
he turned back to find you trying to get comfortable, Kol sighed and sat beside you and gently rubbed your legs
“well..surgery isn’t too far away…i can read to you? well i’ll just tell you a story…maybe from my past? i don’t have a book on me but, you know its fine i’ll wing it” you offered a smile and he kissed your forehead before beginning his story
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“okay we’re going to count to ten and we need you to just take deep breaths, you’ll start to feel tired, that’s normal and it’s a good thing. The surgery wont last too long and when you wake your pretty boyfriend will probably still be here okay?” you followed the instructions and fell into a sleep like situation
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Your head lulled to the side as you felt your body shift, you noticed an arm around your waist and then saw Kol snoring with his head on your stomach as he barely hung on the end of the hospital bed making you giggle and pet his hair listening to him mumble in his sleep. You went to move your other arm but the sharp pain stabbed through you again and you gasped a cry. Kol’s head snapped up at the sound of your stress and he fell of the bed
“what in the- oh crap- are you okay? does it still hurt you want me to go get-“ you cut him off by shaking your head while he scrambled to his feet and pulled the chair over to you
“no it’s fine i just, just stay please”
“i’ll always stay… i managed to download Netflix on my phone if you wanna pick something” his brows were furrowed and he tapped on the screen before shimmying over so you could both see the range of films and shows
you watched as he scrolled through the different genres with a concentrated expression and you found yourself smiling fondly
“you look cute when you’re serious” you told him and his eyes darted to yours as a smug smirk tugged at his lips
“mm and you always look cute my darling, could just eat you up” you laughed at that and leaned towards him, he entwined your good hand with his and pressed play on your favourite film. He would stay, you knew he would, he would always stay, for you.
(i know it’s short but i really hope it still lifts your spirits a bit, i hope the pain decreases and you start feeling better soon. I wish you the chance ti find your own Kol Mikaelson and a better rest of 2023 🤍)
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jellisdraws · 3 months
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It’s been a while since I posted anything from my Cyberfantasy WIP so…
The helm was a vision straight out of the last century of star cruisers , retrofitted into something more functionally modern. It's dated darksteel panels were accented with rust red ironwood, and a full suite of leather chairs and stations sat vacant on either side of the conically shaped room. In the middle of the room where an old timey captain's chair may have sat, a 12 foot tall, 8 foot wide inky black egg shaped pod was welded into the floor, it's sleek sides seamed with glowing strings of runes. Past the navigation egg, the circular front viewport glowed with the purple hue of the light spilling from the Gate, the traffic ahead of them mere dots of black with their own aetheric glow of main thrusters, slowly idling their way forward, waiting their turn to warp. Wires and cables humming with magic running out of the base of the pod disappeared under the floor panelling - Was that… mahogany? - and reappeared where they linked into the various navigation and control stations across the bridge. Advancements in cognition-enhancing alchemy, magics, and technology like Jack’s own implanted cyberbrain now allowed the entire suite of operating systems for a starship like this one to be controlled by one person- a fact not lost on the starlining corporations.
Now that Automaton Intelligences were calling for equal treatment as kith, and even the corporate funded governments were having to give way in order to appease their constituents both organic and manufactured, it was far cheaper to just maintain the fewest employees possible and focus on guild busting tactics. Paying for stimulants, overtime and legal payouts when things went wrong was far cheaper than paying a living wage and hiring Shipboard AI to supplement helmsmen. The pilots guild was more or less a full fledged insurrection anymore, hijacking, blockading and destroying Corpo ships across the Unified Systems. They supposedly maintained sleeper representatives across the various starliner companies, those willing to quietly recruit new guild members or crash starships into trade hubs in firey protest. Split between the Corpos bearing down on them and the Guild’s aggressive recruiting tactics, every pilot and helmsman Jack had ever met had been either stupefyingly boring or batshit insane. She hoped this one counted among the former.
(Rest under the cut)
A voice floated out of the Comm rune on the egg, “Hey, just a heads up we’re about T minus 16 minutes to warp. Not to put too much pressure on you, but non essential systems will be going down as we warp, standard procedure, and they wont be back on till we’re headed into final approach.”
“Right.” Jack said, edging around the pod, trying to get a view of the person inside
“It's weird you know, I don't remember logging a request.”
Jack froze, waiting for alarms, waiting for the doors behind her to open, but the voice continued, “ Sometimes I forget about the small stuff though, or maybe it's an old one- glad they're finally sending someone to deal with stuff like this,” The voice was dreamy- like their attention was largely elsewhere- which Jack supposed it was; flying large scale starships was consuming work.
She finally scooted in front of the navigation egg, peering through the layers and layers of projected information and glowing sensor displays on the glass of the viewing window into the beautiful reflective eyes of a mermaid. She smiled dreamily at Jack as she floated gracefully in the suspending fluid of the egg. She was around 4 feet tall, with a slender feminine torso covered in opalescent white scales that shifted into a curling, ridged neon yellow seahorse tail. Her pale green curls were trapped beneath a pair of headphones she had pulled around her neck- the cord of which disappeared into the top of the egg. Her eyes were the color and quality of mercury, sitting prettily in a heart shaped face. She had a prominent tattoo of an incredibly buff orcish man in a navy cap and not much else along her sternum. Down the sides of her neck and collar Jack could see her gills filtering. Jack had to remind herself to look the woman in her eyes.
“Hi there,” Jack said.
“Yeah, hi,” returned the dreamy voice through the pod, though Jack couldn't see the Mermaids lips move, “Feel free to do what you need to do, We got about- oh… just under 14 minutes now.”
“Right. I don't suppose we could speed that up?” Jack asked
“Speed it up how?”
“Most ships have thrusters I believe, they are used to provide thrust. I would like there to be more thrust.”
“Oh.”
Jack unfolded the titanium blade from her hand and pressed the tip into the glass of the navigation egg with what she hoped was a menacing click, her black eyes meeting the Mermaids mercury ones, “Im hijacking the ship.”
“Oh, Okay.”
“‘Okay?’ What the fuck do you mean, ‘Okay’?”
“I was acquiescing.” the mermaid said.
“I just told you I was stealing the ship. Why would you acquiesce to that? Who says acquiesce anymore?”
“I dunno. Protocol I think.”
“Protocol says to agree to hijacking?”
“Yeah.”
“I need to be through the Hyperlane gate as fast as you can get us there…?”
“Madolyn.”said Madolyn the mermaid.
“Madolyn, hi. My name is-”
An explosion rocked the cabin as the doors in the rear blew open with a wild squeal and cracking of metal and ceramic, with a shower of blue and purple arcane sparks. The Corprobots began to force their way through the exploded doors, kicking and twisting burning out of their way.
“JACK GATHOWAY YOU HAVE BEEN FOUND NON COMPLIANT.” came a loud tinny voice followed by a short burst of gunfire.
Jack yelped and ducked behind the egg as bullets ricocheted around the cabin, struggling to flatten herself against the convex surface.
“Now please Madolyn!” She yelled
“Just feel free to call me Maddie!” she said cheerfully, righting herself in the tank and pulling her headphones back up around her ears. She began to wave her hands fluidly though the fluid, and the ship responded instantly. Jack felt herself pressed firmly into the smooth hard surface of the egg as gravity shifted in response to the acceleration. An echoing crash and the sounds of cursing revealed a corprobot had fallen off of it's feet and tangled the legs of the others.
Jack looked frantically in front of her, the aetheric glow of the gate was huge and all encompassing, trying to stay stuck behind the egg as Maddie swung the starliner in and out of traffic, avoiding the ships trundling there as she continued to accelerate towards the gate.
“Stay where you are!” came a corprobot voice, and then more gunfire, Jack hissed as a ricochet skimmed past her forearm, slicing the skin like a red hot razor. The bots were spreading out, making the precarious cover she had found increasingly tenuous. Between the shouting and gunfire she could hear Maddie cheerfully speaking to someone,
“Thats right Raxxus Control we have been spacejacked, and the culprits are accelerating us directly into the Gate!” A pause, “Nope, it does not seem like re-establishing control of the vessel will be possible.” She gave Jack a thumbs up, and Jack returned the gesture with a weak smile.
A Metallic hand grabbed Jack by the ankle and ripped her out of her hiding spot and she yelled, swinging and kicking, slamming her knife repeatedly into the torso of the corprobot holding her, the aetherium infused titanium sinking into the thick ceramic armor over and over until the bot fell in a shower of purple sparks. More gunfire from the bots- TING! A bullet lodged itself in her metal leg, she almost could have laughed until another one took her in the shoulder and she spun over the controls landing with a bone rattling THUNK on the other side of the defunct console. Maddie was still speaking,
“That's right, we are a passenger vessel, so firing on us is out of the question unfortunately. Eject them? I don't have the authority to do that sir, Im so sorry. Listen we’re about to hit the Gate, it's been lovely to talk to you- what was that? Collision?”
Jack’s eyes widened as she turned to look out the front viewport to see the prow of Starsailer emerge from the gate, followed by its masts and sails, a huge galleon from the ancient days of spacefaring, it's Draconic figurehead looking as surprised to see the Starliner as they were to see it. Maddie hewed the ship hard to port, but it was too late. Jack felt it shudder beneath her before the impact came and she was thrown across the room. She slammed hard into the ceiling, navigation egg, floor, egg again. As the starliner bounced off of the hapless Starsailer’s shields and directly into Raxxus Station itself, metal and glass and ceramic buckled as the momentum of the ship ground it further and further into the Gates’s superstructure. Jack felt the shuddering reverberations of arcane explosions before she saw them, massive roiling purple flames being ejected out of the gate with increasing intensity as the starliner crashed into it before the momentum of the spinning structure caught them and flipped the disintegrating ship entirely and the purple aetheric glow overtook all.
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Heyyy Had a smol request to make! I really loved the headpat hcs you wrote <33 if possible, could you please write some for Chuuya and Akutagawa too? Take your time! Stay hydrated, and take care of yourself <333
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Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs
Pairings: Chuuya, Akutagawa X Fem!Reader
Genre: Fluff, Humor
Format: Headcanons
Warnings: None
Word Count: 0.9K
A/n: When you said that you wanted to send a request I didn't think you meant this lmao. I suffered till I got some ideas XD
I got a bit carried away with Chuu btw🤧
Part 1 with Dazai, Fyodor and Ranpo
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↬Ryuunosuke Akutagawa
◆I honestly think that having a platonic relationship with this guy is really fun! And maybe even better than romantic.(Don't ask me why cuz that's just another story)
◆He isn't used to have someone as a friend, so this is all new to him and hes still, you know, testing the water.
◆It will take him a lot of time to get used to, well, You; but he will eventually if youre trustworthy and capable enough.
◆He cares for you in his own particular way, and by that I mean that no one is capable to notice it. Not even you yourself; but he does care, and that's what that matters.
"Oh my god I'm Exhausted!" is what you say when you inter the room and throw yourself on the couch, taking a deep breath while relaxing your body. "Mori is planning on killing me by sending me to these death missions! I can feel it! " Turning your head to the silent man who was slowly taking a sip from his tea, you sulked and got upset because he was totally ignoring you. "As I was saying… the damn snipers were shooting at me from everywhere! I nearly got shot in the head if my men hadn't blocked them!" Even a tiny glance was enough for you, but Akutagawa was still silent, pretending you didn't exist at all, and this made you angry. "Oi! Goth boy!" "…" "Fig wasting machine!" "…" "Twenty year old man who doesn't know how to smile!" "…" Knowing him for quite a long time, you knew how to catch his attention, but it was a risk you were willing to take, which you weren't before because you weren't that close in the beginning. "Oi! Coward!" The second those words came out of your mouth, the man looked at you sending daggers through his eyes, while forming a blade out of his coat, ready to attack you. What he was not expecting was for you to smile and move closer to him. "What? Are you a coward?" "Do you have a death wish?" "Then why did you look at me when I called you that?" His blade slowly came down as he stared at you a bit more, then went back on drinking his tea. You rolled your eyes and then turned your head to the opposite direction, and started whining to yourself in a low voice. "Well what am I even expecting from you. You don't care if I even die or anything. I come to your office everyday trying to make conversation but all you do is just ignoring me. You don't even look at me! Like, do you hate me that much? But why? what did I d-" your words were immediately cut off by the sensation of his hand on your head, slowly patting you; And when you looked at him, he was looking back, and not in a threatening way. "Good job" Now it was your turn to be silent. Not because you wanted to get back at him; but because you were caught off guard and didn't know how to react. "Happy? Now shut up and let me have my tea in peaceful silence"
↬Chuuya Nakahara
◆Being in a platonic relationship with this guy is just so entertaining! Hes fun, interesting, brave, cool, etc.
◆But the thing is, hes been betrayed so many times that he just cant fully trust you. He wont show it at all though. He will chat with you, drink with you and stuff, but hes still afraid if youre gonna be like his old "friends" .He will eventually trust you if you two spend time together.
◆But it will take a lot of time, cause he did considered Dazai as his friend for 4 whole years; but then…
◆Anyway, hes literally the best if youre willing to put up with his short temper :)
"I hate everything in this shitty world!" "What now?" you grab the bottle of wine from his hand and drinking it till theres not even a drop left, then throw the bottle out of the window. Chuuya would have been be mad if you weren't this angry and tired, but luckily, you had enough that day. "I say hello and they give me work. I run into them in the hallway and they give me work. work, work, work. What am I? A stupid robot or something?" Chuuya looked at you carefully while opening the next bottle, trying to hide it so you wont snatch this one from him too. "Well, you get paid a lot in exchange, so its kind of fair" "Fair? Fair?" Dramatic as always, you sat next to him while covering your face with your hands, trying to fight the anger that was taking over you. "Making you work like a damn machine isn't fair! And were risking our lives by working in the mafia! I nearly died a while ago on the mission! And do you know what they did? Nothing! Nobody even bothered to sat "Thanks for working this hard" or "are you ok?" or "Well done" or- " "Well done. I'm proud of you" Frozen in the spot, you look at him with surprise and shock, while he gives you a small smile that melts your heart. "Awwwwwwwww Chuuuuuu! Waaaaaaaa!" Throwing yourself in his arms, you begin to cry as you wrapped your arms around him. "I love you so much! what am I supposed to do without you! Waaaaa(crying*)!" Chuuya slowly patted your back as he tried to act smooth and not to blush furiously. "Its ok y/n… its ok"
Reblogs are apprecaited!
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General Blu/Red Spy headcanons
Well, first of all, it feels like BLU Spy is way sassier than his RED version, maybe a little more playful, while RED is on full on arrogant and cocky, much from that they don't show differences. Spy code, I'd say.
So, to general headcanons :
He's absolutely terrified of commitment, he's paranoid to even just have friends. Reason to that? He thinks if he'll open up, people will use it against him, no matter what. And if it's a relationship? It might take years for him to actually open up. While in Snipers situation he's just a little awkward and untrusful to open up at first, Spy is outright paranoid, he might even tell you fake things at first.
Yes, my boy has a lot of red flags.
As for relationship, I'd not be surprised if he pulled no bitches except Scout's ma. Like, he acts all mighty and pro in romantic sphere, gives advices to people(mostly Scout), but that's only because he doesn't want to admit that he never had actual, good and healthy experience in relationships. And in addition, he's an energy matcher.
As for them, about dates? People might think he'd enjoy a luxury, expensive date, yeah? Well, you're right, but he'd also be happy even if you guys will spend some quiet time in his smoking room. And yes, he'll act annoyed at it and complain, but he doesn't mean it, at least most of the times.
He'd try to make the person he dates jealous to see how you'll act. No joke, as i once read, it's either he's too attached, either under attached, no in between. And it's easy to tell which one is truth.
My man does feel like a playboy and a guy who'd leave you for someone younger, but Spy is cautious with relationships, so if it'd come to break up, he'd train his speech in his head before telling you that he wants to break up. If you took if well, you swear you heard a small sigh of relief, if not, he'll ignore your presense till you wont calm down.
For language he speaks? Canonically, French, Spanish and Catalan. But I'd say he also knows either german, either Russian or even both, because he wants to blackmail his teammates, or the enemy team if he'd have something on them, which he does.
Outside the battle, maybe, just maybe he donates to charity or something like it, like come on, man is rich, yes, he's an asshole, but he's not heartless or something, just broken.
He also has a huge soft spot for classical music and art, not like he'll admit it though.
But what he'll admit that he has a photographic memory, maybe he'll brag about it sometimes. But he's a Spy, so that'd make sense.
He's also an absolute lover of chess, (he prefers it more that checkers, and would never turn it down). And he does enjoy playing boardgames with his teammates, he does complain though.
Plus yes guys, he does 'your mother' jokes, just to annoy people, no more.
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Being Bloodhounds Younger Sibling
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Reader: General Netural | "you"/Y/n | Platonic
Notes: I really liked this
Warnings: one accidental walk in scene nothing explicit
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Bloodhound has always been very protective of you
Bloodhound taught you everything you needed to know
From multiple languages, Both the lauange of your people and of the diffrent worlds and too hunt using the old ways
Often they would try and keep you back, but you couldnt help but be excited to follow
You didnt know your parents like Bloodhound did, and they did there best to teach you as they would have.
You've picked up wood carving, especially on long hunts where you feel you do nothing but sit.
You often carve into the trees as well
When you were around the age where bloodhound lost there parents, they realized you were going amongst your own struggles.
No. Not Death, or Romance, Or Identity crisis
But rather your hearing
They realized you started loosing your hearing: it weak at first, not hearing things here and there, to not hearing things: like sticks crack infront of you
Your loosing your hearing and though you dont go deaf completely before they leave
Yet over time its clear you'll get there.
From then on, Bloodhound tries and make up a sign lauange for the two of you: its not exactly understandable to others, and some people are trying to learn it as well as you run around showing the kids your age
But with what limmited literal knowledge bloodhound manages to come out uptop, as they always do in your eyes.
Bloodhound's big day, coming of age hunt, was...worse than you anticipated it
You still young didnt really realize what your older sibling had done wrong
But it made bloodhound mad, and they even snapped
With immediate regret they apologized but still didnt let you have the burden of what was happening.
So when bloodhound went to...redeem themselves you werent expecting an attack on the village by the monster thats been plauging the village.
With your uncle now dead, Bloodhound was now leaving...
You were confused on exactly what your older sibling, your only family was leaving for.
"I'll see you when you come back?"
"When I come back." Bloodhound spoke louder than normal, accompanied with a nodded
Bloodhound watched the child nod, it. Saddening. Yet....relieving.
Nothing bad could happen to you with themself gone.
Days turned into Weeks, weeks into months, months into years, years into a decade...
Since Bloodhounds leaving you hadn't really fit in anywhere, adults labeled you back luck, a bad omen, kids were told to stay away from you, people talked about you infront of you and behind your back.
So....you left.
You get lost that is. Going anywhere but nowhere
In the deep snow you come across tracks, bears, small, one set, a cub.
Following them you find the little guy stuck.
New animal friend acquired.
After all he follows you on your heels for the next three miles
Hes small but he wont be small for long
He fits in your pack for now, and sticks his head out as you make your way.
Days and days of walking, camping and more walking
you finally see smoke, bad smoke, and push your way forward, maybe you could find people that way.
Turns out, your days of walking is brought by more walking
And you accidentally throw yourself into the apex games, (Duos to be exact)
Turns out the apex games were goin on in your very own backyard.
Luckily you and your new friend you yet to name have battle expirence under your noses.
You dont really seen anybody till you turn a corner at the bridge and run straight into metal.
Pathfinder luckily.
"You must be my teammate." He spoke happily, "I was wondering when you'd show!"
"Team...mate?" Y/n asked uncertain if they heard the bot infront of them.
"Highfive! Teammate!" He spoke happily, lifting his hand up.
Y/n looked at him confused but placed there hand on his, his screen lighting up in a smile causing them to flinch.
You were intrested, and because Pathfinder amd you met, you introduce him to your friend.
The bear in your backpack
"That is a bear!" He cheered, "what is name?"
Y/n hadnt come up with one, "oh. Uh. Bear?"
"Highfive Bear!"
Pathfinder sadly did not receive a highfive from Bear
But rather a growl in happiness and was the set down.
So you three contuined, and Pathfinder called out any weapons he seen for you
"You may like a Sentinel if you are new to this! Keeps yourself in the background!" Pathfinder commented holding the snipper in hand.
He stopped, watching Y/n look out in the distance, they looked. Solemn. Alone even despite the two new friends at there sides.
Pathfinder tapped Y/n's shoulder, Y/n turning around.
"You have a hard time hearing!" Pathfinder spoke loudly.
"Sorry." Y/n apologized.
"Will captions help you?" Pathfinder spoke.
"Captions...?"
Words showed up on Pathfinder's screen.
Perhaps words would be easier, y/n looked at the screen.
"I...dont know what that is." Y/n responded, unknowing how to read.
"Perhaps I shall just speak louder then! It is no problem!" Pathfinder chimed, "Please take this weapon!"
Y/n shook there head, "That is forbidden."
Pathfinder was confused, how did you even make it in the games?
But as you were discussing: a bullet past by the two of you.
Turning heads you both looked at a larger Islander Male and a Red head Jamaican girl.
"Poor bastards." She laughed her accent thick as Pathfinder Grabbed Y/n, both rushing for cover.
Bear rushing after the two, Y/n grabbing Bear before he slid across the metal floor.
You both were pinned, and you looked over the crate.
"Stay." Y/n ordered Bear, pulling an axe from there bag
You rushed the two, Pathfinder covering you as you were quick to climb the zipline with the axe in your mouth
Making it up quick you went for Lifeline, a strong kick into the underside of the jaw and then the but of the axe to the side of the head while Pathfinder handled the big guy.
You actually ended rocking Gibraltar's war club and your own Axe.
"May the Allfather guide there souls." Y/n spoke.
Wait. Allfather?
Pathfinder's heard that somewhere.
But he cant find where in his processors wheres he's heard that
With Bear giving out a growl in worry he'd be left down below, Y/n slid down and let Bear come back into there pack before climbing back up
"This is the ring!" Pathfinder explained pointing at his screen, "We are outside of it! We'll need to venture inside! And while so we may run into teams! Fun killing!"
When had killing become fun?
Y/n was silent though, as the two contuined on.
No guns were used by Y/n, just axe and warclub
And when they found Revenant and Mad Maggie, that Sycthe was added to the collection.
They didnt really run into to many people after that.
The two were walking across a bridge, exposed and out in the open
"Ay got two enemies out there. With two squadies left." Fuse spoke up, Krabber in hand aimed and ready to fire, "Got Pathfinder and some new kid. Take a look babe."
Bloodhound kneeled down next to Fuse, and Fuse detacted the scope and handed it over.
"I see the MRVN looting," Bloodhound explained, shifting the sights over before zooming in, the face unclear as there head was looking inside the crate, Pathfinder looked to be explaining things inside.
"No..." Bloodhound spoke, "That person. They are from my Village."
"Eh? Someone I gotta worry about for your hand in Marraige?" Fuse joked.
Bloodhound was in no mood, "They have a bear in there backpack. That isnt a competitor-"
"Such a shame." Loba spoke up, Pistol pressed to the back of Fuse's head, "I knew you were getting old but not that old."
"Hi bloodhound! Fuse!" Vantage waved to the two happily trigger ready to pull the trigger.
"Please. I ask for a truce-"
Loba laughed, "oh?"
"That person with Pathfinder. Is from my Village- they're not suppose to be here-"
"I could careless-"
"Show some compassion would ya?!" Fuse argued.
"They're family?" Vantage asked.
"They're trying to trick you!" Loba argued, "Whoever that is. Will kill us! They've already killed!"
Vantage looked at the two, "alright."
"I'll do it myself!"
"Wait!"
Two headshots later there was only two squads left.
"Looks like you were busy-"
"Shit! Ambush!-" Loba shouted, Pathfinder ziplining straight into her, sending her over the cliff to fall to her death.
Meanwhile Y/n jumped off some crates Vantage too impressed to move, it ending her time as she followed Loba off the cliff.
"We have our champions!"
"We won!" Pathfinder cheered, "We're the best!"
Y/n watched as a flying ball came into view, it had a camera as they looked at it confused, face covered in blood and confused as they looked at the thing.
"Damn kid!" Revenant shouted he on the drop ship, they all watching the two new championship.
"It is a shame we hadn't met in battle. An intresting challenge they would have been." Ash declared.
"You gonna be alright there?" Fuse asked, ice pack in hand, a nasty headcahe from the headshot.
Bloodhound nodded, back to everyone, secluded with there face uncovered and helmet off.
"I." They sighed, "Will be alright."
Fuse smiled at them, it small and fulled of concern.
"Really..thank you my Walter." Bloodhound spoke holding Walter's hand in reassurance.
"Oh my flyers!" Vantage shouted rushing over, "I'm sorry! I really am! I would of liked to help really!"
"Woah! Woah! Pup!" Fuse stopped Vantage from comin to close, "Houndy's not really comfortable infront of others without. Ya know."
"Right! Sorry!"
Bloodhound carefully put themselves back together before turning to the younger legend.
"I understand, as well as the predictiment. I congratulate you on your sucesful Slatra and Victory. The all father blesses you today."
"Me? No! No!" Vantage smiled, "That person from your village! They won! With Pathfinder. See!"
Bloodhound turned toward the screen.
A stagename given to them already 'The Nameless'
But nameless they weren't.
"Y/n..." Bloodhound responded longing, sadness, in the modulated voice, "Oh...my Y/n... what have you done..."
What?
Fuse is lost. "YOUR" Y/n?
Confused Australian noises
When the ship picks the champions up, all are confused.
Where the fuck did you come from?
No one really considers your win a win.
And the Bear that comes crawling out your pack scares the fuck out of Mirage.
They ears didnt pick up the soft call of there name, but there eyes caught the figure.
"Bad blood between the two?" Mirage whispered causing Rampart to elbow him, earing an Ow.
They were floored, watching the figure so familiar walk over. Diffrent in armour yes, but the allfather told Y/n who was truly infront of them.
Bloodhound stopped just a few steps away from Y/n. Y/n quickly fell to there knees, lifting the weapons of there bidding up in there hands above there head.
Bloodhound's gloved hand reached forward grabbing Y/n's hand, signalling them to rise to there feet.
"Weapons of my battle." Y/n responded, blinking erratically to dismiss the tears, "Slátra for the All father! Gifts for my leader."
Bloodhound held out there hands as Y/n handed them over, all of the damage with such simple weapons.
They slipped from Bloodhound's hands to the floor. Reaching over they quickly hugged Y/n.
Y/n unable to hold in any more tears as they cried and hard.
"I missed you! So much!" Y/n cried.
Bloodhound pulled away only to pull down there mask and place a hard kiss on Y/n's cheek, hugging them again.
"Are you crying?" Bangalore asked.
"What? No." Valkyire argued, a lie, "Okay. Its making me miss my dad-"
Bangalore was surpised but sighed as Valkyire hugged her.
It some how became contagious, hugs went around.
"I love you man!" Octane cried.
"Haha! Alright Alright!" New Castle laughed.
"Come on girlfriend!" Pathfinder cheered.
"No- No!-" Ash argued Pathfinder hugging her anyways.
"One dont hurt." Rampart smiled at Mirage.
"Neither does two." Horzion cheered bringing them both into hugs.
Vantage watched, it something she desperately wanted, affection, but none of that werid kissy stuff.
"Need a hug kid?" Fuse asked, "I could do with one."
"...yeah."
"Im not hugging you Demonio."
"Didnt expect one."
Bloodhound was all over you, wipping away the blood from your face mostly, gentle seeing a cut.
You missed this...this contact... there hands bare against your face.
They were always motherly to you, but fatherly in some ways.
Careful with you, but not so Careful like you'd break
You were...confused by them at the same time. This new bloodhound was...new. (duh)
And you didnt like the man staring at them from across the room
"There..." Bloodhound responded, "another to add to the collection.
Y/n left over the small butterfly bandages.
"I see you have no choose the way of the Raven." Bloodhound responded turning there head to watch Arthur tease the bear cub with it's tail feathers.
"...I...Im sorry." Y/n responded, "I...cannot hear you completely..."
"I know someone who can help," Bloodhound spoke louder, "They're always up for a new modification-"
"Someone said Modification!?" Rampart spoke up.
"But...we are-"
"I know." Bloodhound spoke grabbing Y/n's hand, "but we cannot keep denying the future to live in our past."
"Is...that why you left the tribe. Why you left....me..."
"No. Never." Bloodhound told holding there cheek, "I am a coward and should be shamed for what I did...to the tribe. To you. I am ashamed what I did to you. I am sorry. I beg for your forgiveness."
Y/n just hugged Bloodhound again. Bloodhound holding them tight
Fuse is a ball of fire sitting across the room.
"Hey egg. Stop throwin a hissy fit and ask." Maggie argued.
It was an understatement saying you were attached to Bloodhound.
Now people were your fans, you had to go into the Apex Games as an actual contestant.
Luckily you were allowed in, and given a room across from Bloodhound's
So with your new room and few things you own, aka you barely full pack, the chlothes on your back a bear, and the weapons from battle
Right you wanted to give those back.
You take your time, cleaning each one, sharpening them,
Gibraltar's wowed by your skill when you deliever it to him all prestige and pretty
"Wow! You're good!"
"It is your weapon. It should be with you."
Like said Gibraltar's thankful
Then you get to Revenant's room knocking on the door
He hates you due to humiliation.
But has to admit...you know how to sharpen your shit
You thank him, even if he just took it, after all you did use it, then just leave
And spend more time catching up with your older sibling
Fuse is kinda ticked off for the rest of the week.
He had no idea who you were, a sibling especially
You were young, good looking, strong, not afraid to show emotion.
Plus you had a fucking bear.
And shared culture with Houndy
Oh he thinks he's so fucked.
"Aye. Houndy. Can. I." Fuse started walking into the room, "Talk to ya."
Bloodhound looked over, "is everything alright My Walter?"
Walter closed the door behind himself, walking over to take a seat, Bloodhound bare faced,feeding Arthur.
"This...new kid."
"Y/n?"
"Yeah."
"What about Y/n?" Bloodhound asked.
"Did...ya know 'em. Ya know before the games."
Bloodhound chuckled, "I hope I did. Y/n before I left my village was...more than the all father to me. My everything..."
"But?"
Bloodhound was silent, stroking Arthur's neck.
"I...left Y/n there...my greatest, and most devistating decisions." Bloodhound responded, "One should not abandon family...and I did...I thought perhaps leaving them there...they'd be better off, I was just scared of facing what Y/n had thought of me after the attack."
"Ah..."
Fuse was even more mad at himself, of course they were siblings
Ah but jealously is a bitch
It was when Athur flew threw the open window you were confused.
Was it not feeding time?
He took to your arm as he use to so often.
And you walked over to Houndey's room.
"I believe Arthur came to pout to me about the lack of food-"
Y/n was frozen, in place, watching there sibling stripped of there top, sitting ontop another legend in a very much less clothed stature than there sibling.
"By The Allfather!"
Y/n quickly slammed the door, face red in blush as they backed up slowly in shock.
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Pt 2?
Tags: @chase-ing
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vivaladicamillo · 1 year
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I 10000% need some fluff and smut for Ryan Dunn!!!
RYAN DUNN X GN!READER HCS
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okok more ryan dunn content bc lord im so whipped for him its not funny anymore, i also think there NEEDS more content of him on here i’ve scrolled to the bottom of the ryan dunn tags and im in need of content tbh, so might as well make my own for other ryan lover like me out there !
WARNINGS: nsfw elements towards the end
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SFW:
oh this man is crazy for u
we’ve seen and heard of stories of ryans past relationships
we all know he would literally bend over backwards for u
i feel like hes not to big on romantic things though
like fancy flashy type romantic stuff
date wise he would probably take u either somewhere public like the movies or an icecream shop or like somewhere u genuinely really wanna go
in public though he always had one arm wrapped around u
either around ur waist or ur shoulder or even just holding ur hand
he wants everyone in that mf to know ur his
LOVES TO SHOW U OFF
keep a little photo of u in his wallet
“yah my girlfriend is super hot.”
the guys totally dog on him for it though
everyones just praying ur not like his past relationships
he just has a habit of letting people step over him bc he care abt them too much
but ur not like le that, ur different (hopefully LMAO)
when he started growing his hair out he definitely let u brush it and style it when u could
that man barely knows how to shower on a regular basis hes definitely not brushing his own hair regularly
SPEAKING OF SHOWERS
oh lord jesus christ ur gonna have to make him shower
hes gonna be smelling like a whole can of bounce that ass sometimes
u will probably have to make a deal with him to shower
or just lock his ass up in there and tell him hes not coming out untill he does shower
but honestly if u just ask him politely and nicely he will start trying to smell better and shower more often
anything for u
he loves to kiss u
like all the time, no matter where
in public, in front of the guys, in front of a old persons home, u name it and he’s probably gonna kiss u there
also he loves kissing ur nose, forehead, cheek and ofc ur lips
he also doesnt mind kisses back (lord please kiss his nose he secretly loves it when u do that)
any joke u make will make him do his little goofy laugh
oh and he will do anything to see u laugh or smile
he adore ur smile
he could just admire it for hours on end
i feel like his mom would love u too
ur just his perfect match !
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hmm where should i start
i feel like hes a switch but hes more on the dom side
but not like rough and mean
he’s definitely a soft dom
he loves to take it slow, gentle and calm
he wants to enjoy every minute you guys spend together
slow pace but just right yk?
but he also loves it when ur dominant
seeing u above him and seeing u have all the power when it comes to the bedroom just does something for him
he don’t discriminate
LOVESSS when u give him hickeys
he will also give them to you yes ofc but only if hes feeling a bit jealous
he does not like sharing his sex life with anyone
maybe bam but thats a bog MAYBE
ik hes stated before he likes to keep things private
so no risky public sex or threesomes
maybeathreesomewithbambutthatsnot100%
oh he loves to give u head
and hes damn well good at it
he wont stop till u at least have came twice
SPEAKING OF CUM (hehe cum)
his favorite place for him to cum is either on ur thighs or in ur mouth
SHOWER SEX!
probably one of the only ways u can get him to shower
he likes using handcuffs on u though
thats on super rare occurrences
kink wise i think hes not into a lot
maybe hair pulling, spanking but not much else
hes always down to try some stuff though if u really wanted too
just nothing that involves him hurting u or u hurting him
i also feel like hes not one to joke during the deed
unless u both are in a silly mood then maybe theres some giggling and jokes
but otherwise he wants it to be more intimate and loving
PRAISE PRAISE PRAISE ALL DAY
“ah yes ur doing so good for me baby.” “u look so good with my cock inside u darling”
i feel like hes into being called a title
like sir or master (maybe)
i feel like he would be icked out by daddy though
his after care is amazing though
you want him to run u a bath? get u food, drinks? a magically gay unicorn? hes getting it for u no matter how tired he is
LOVES TO CUDDLE AFTERWARDS
he thinks its so cute when u fall asleep in his arms first
he just loves u so much and wants to see u happy
if ur happy and satisfied hes happy and satisfied
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hope u enjoyed!! i kinda just did a bunch of cute and spicy headcanons for this bc i just wrote another ryan fic abt a similar topic sooooo yea!
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shinigami88 · 7 months
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Fyodor's potential
Fyodor wont die . If he dose it would a waste of potential. He didnt have any special character development and he can play a important role in the upcoming arc . We dont know his backstory or ability which is one thing im glad about, with us not knowing his ability asagiri could come up with something to save him. And the theories of jesus resurrection in 3 days are good too check bramstar theory ofcourse others mentioned some really good things too . If the next arc is order of the clock tower ( hopefully) i assume they would be even harder and trickier to deal with than decay of angels or guild , fyodor would probably have some information on them. He could aid the agency in some way even if its indirectly.
Now onto my own thoughts about fyodor, he is someone who can trust if he manipulates. trust issues , probably due to the things that had happened to him . he probably didnt have many close people to him other than his family members which he probably lost. whatever his ability is i assume it must have been traumatic like many other abilities we have seen up to now. he could probably lack affection and friendships . the fact that Nikolai said they didnt talk much could probably been because of 1- his lack of trust in people or pride ( him trying not to let get anyone close to him due to maybe something he experienced ) 2- his goal orientation . however he is a human and humans would definitely feel the lack of all of this. sometime humans with such thought pattern would postpone all of these needs of theirs for later until they reach these goals they have. To make myself clear what fyodor might have been thinking was something like First i will reach my goal then i can have friends and i can do anything i want.
Not for ship reasons or anything . i simply see potential in fyodor as a character. I dont know but i really hope he could live a good life afterwards of all of these events. The real Dostoyevsky used redemption alot in his stories. Even though i had to time to read 2 of his books i took a look at what people said as well. He could develop into a good character , since even now he wanted a perfect world even though it could not exist him wanting children to be happy could relate to probably the crimes and abuse people commit towards many children and causes the cycle to continue in many cases. If he comes back i hope he just gets to live a normal life , and have anything he couldn't have till now. Slowly learning to trust , have someone who cares for him and try to make the world better by being a good person himself to effect others.
( again there are lots of theories about the 3 days Resurrection even after that i hope it has an inpact on his character . and he gets to find a way to be good. Even if asagiri decides to use the great ' losing all of the memories ' im totally okay with it as long as fyodor gets to live and develop more)
THANK YOU FOR READING 🌿🌹☕
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dinkedupfink · 2 years
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One piece characters with a bilingual s/o / s/o who's second language is english
Heyyy it me im here, i just wanted to make this 4 my fellow bilinguals bc english is my second language (first language is danish✌🤩) and sometimes when people find out i speak two languages theyre like "omg wow i could nevr"
Characters: Luffy, Sanji, Aokiji
Luffy
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Ah yes, Monkey D Luffy, he is also bilingual (i am Oda and i said so myself bc he's from Brazil okay) and abseloutely noone expected this till the encounter with Ace in Alabasta, because those two 100% had a long ass conversation in portuguese and everyone was like "🤨".
Anyways, he thinks its cool that you're also bilingual! He think it makes you seem smarter knowing multiple languages. Oh? He speaks two languages too? Yeah, 'but portuguese is just portuguese' (he's a bit stupid and doesnt think him speaking two languages is as smart as you speaking two (or more) languages)
Makes you teach him what 'im gonna be the king of pirates' is in ur language.
Likes hearing you casually speak in your language, not particularly to him, just in general. Like you could be having a conversation with yourself, or singing a little song in your language and he'd be listening intently. Does he understand anything? 'No, but it sounds pretty! Shishishishishi :D'
Sometimes you ask him to teach you phrases, which he happily does!..well, tries to. He is NOT the best teacher, because if there's something you have a bard time pronouncing, he just says it again, which doesn't really help 🥲.
All in all, think its cool, but doesnt really care too much, but thinks its nice to meet someone with common experiences as him language wise.
Sanji
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Abshwsh i love him.
Thinks its very interesting and cool that you can speak more than one language.
Asks you to teach him how to say romantic things to you like 'my love', 'i love you', 'you're beautiful' and its so sweet.
If you sometimes accidentally slip up in languages (fx. Say a phrase but accidentally say one of the words in your language) he wont question, but try to understand what you said.
After a couple of times of this happening, he'll understand what it means by looking at the words around it and stuff like that, and you adore him for it cause that struggle is real dude 😭
Asks you to sing songs in your language for him (if you can sing/like singing) and will melt if you sing a slow song/love song
When he lays in your lap while you're doing something or relaxing, and you suddenly start singing a random little tune in your language, he will fall asleep. Its adorable
If youre one of those types that switch languages when they get excited, he will think its so cute, like, you rambling on about an interest or something, and accidentally switching languages for about a sentence before you notice, and him just looking at you with eyes full of love at your mini embarrassment of accidentally switching languages.
He loves you and everything about you, this is just a little unique thing that might be one of the things that he loves the most about you.
Aokiji
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This man. THSI MAN!!!1!11
He thinks its very useful that you know two languages.
He'll probably try learning your language, to just be able to have more private conversations with you.
Sometimes he'll just say unexpected affections in your language that he definitely wouldn't say if people understood him, and its just so abxjabzj.
At the start though, back when you didnt know he was learning your language, and you were annoyed with him, you'd maybe call him something you call lazy people in your language.
He heard this and knew what it meant, so he was like "🤨 ayo thats a bit rude bro" and you were so embarrassed.
Just as the other two, he loves listening to you sing in your language, makes him all soft inside. Even if its a bit of a weird and unknown feeling, he wouldn't want the feeling to stop.
Sometimes when you're laying in bed with his head on your stomach, he'll ask you to sing a little tune or something, and will fall asleep to that
Surprisingly, he doesnt have much of an accent in your language, he's just that smart lmao.
He's just very nice and cool (pun intended) about it in general.
N e ways so if u guys couldn't guess i really like Aokiji 🤩🤩 he's so pretty cries.
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