Violet: The (Y/N) I know is real. And they're the reason were all here instead of on that bridge with our parents.
Powder: Who are they?
Mylo: A Revolutionist. A legend. The Legend!
Claggor: One of the first founders of the sons and daughters of Zaun. The leading member in fact.
Powder: Like Vander?
Violet: No Vander was the Easter Bunny compared to (Y/N). Just a foot soldier. They were the heart of the Undercity. Where ever they are now, their still looking out for us.
~Ten years later~
Vi: The (Y/N) I know is real. And they're alive helping Zaun out in every way they can.
Caitlyn: Who are they?
Vi:... A revolutionist. A legend.
Caitlyn: Wait weren't they were one of the first founders of the sons and daughters of Zaun? The leading member?
Caitlyn: Like Silco?
Vi: No Silcos the easter bunny compared to (Y/N). Just a foot soldier. They're the heart of the Undercity. And we're gonna find them Cupcake.
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more fake texts :)
Dad to the rescue!
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eye to eye.
Pairing: OPLA!Monkey D. Luffy x Reader
Word Count: 781 words
Warnings: None
He’s been staring for five minutes now.
Five minutes and thirty-three seconds, to be exact. Twenty-seven more seconds and it’ll be six minutes, and you don’t know if you can handle six minutes of him looking at you; everyone on this ship has fallen prey to those big brown eyes, and you are certainly no exception – how many times have you scraped off the last portion of your meal onto his plate, or let him trail after you and chatter away while you did inventory, or sat on the figurehead with him despite your fear of heights because of those eyes? The answer is more than once, and you know you’d do it again in a heartbeat as you finally look up from your newspaper.
“You need anything, Luffy?”
“Nope,” he says.
He continues to stare at you, that achingly wide, sunny grin on his face. You blink. He does too.
“Are you sure?”
“Yep.”
“... Well,” you say slowly, more befuddled as the seconds tick by – surely, it’s now been over six minutes – “do you want something?”
(There is always a ninety-two percent chance that Luffy wants something, concrete or not. Seventy percent of the time it is concrete, and the thing he wants is food.)
Luffy shakes his head. He props his elbows onto his knees and rests his chin in his hands, and you swear you see his eyes sparkle underneath the tattered brim of his straw hat.
“I just like looking at your face,” he chirps.
The force of those few words is enough to stop your heart in your chest. It stutters in place, then starts again, jumping with glee.
“H-Huh?”
“I like looking at your face,” he repeats as if you didn’t hear it the first time.
You lick your lips, grappling for something to say in response to such a strange answer. “It’s … it’s not much to look at,” you finally say, curling up out of habit. “There’re better faces out there.”
“But I want to look at yours.” Luffy jabs a finger towards you. You shrink back a bit, cheeks beginning to warm. “And there’s lots to look at, like your nose and eyes and stuff.”
You wonder if you should take that as a compliment. But Luffy doesn't do compliments; he only does the truth, and maybe that makes what he’s said infinitely more valuable.
"Thanks for noticing," you reply, awkward but fond. He nods happily, and you find yourself adding, "I like looking at your face too."
It's not a lie, nor an attempt to return the favor. You do like looking at Luffy's face. You like the wild, coal-black curls framing it, the perpetually goofy smile, the scar, the eyes that turn into dark honey in the sunlight. The eyes that look back at you and promise freedom and joy and everything good the world has to offer.
"You do?" He sounds very pleased and scoots closer. "That's great! We can look at each other."
"Won't that get boring after a while?"
"If it does, we can go and eat something."
You snort, face now very hot as you move to sit cross-legged. "You're funny, Luffy."
And so you look at Luffy, and Luffy looks at you, knees touching and the room still with a few rare seconds of contemplative silence. A few seconds, because that is all you can take before you dissolve into giggles, half flustered and half entertained. (This is how you often are around him nowadays.)
It isn't long before Luffy joins you, and the two of you end up lying on the floor, cackling until you're out of breath.
"Ahhh! That was fun," Luffy gasps once he can speak coherently again. "Now let's get something to eat!"
"You're bored already?" you ask in between gulps of air.
"No, but I'm hungry." With a grunt, he rolls back and catapults himself onto his feet, then picks you up and sets you down to stand before tugging on your arm. "Let's ask Sanji to make us a snack."
You nod, and soon enough, the floor of the Going Merry thrums with the sound of two scruffy pairs of shoes running over it, laughter bouncing off the walls as Luffy's hand grips yours. It's the same way he holds your heart, tightly but kindly. You squeeze back.
Three words balance on the tip of your tongue. You swallow them.
One day, you think. One day, he will look at you like he did today, and you will tell him how much a person like him means to a person like you.
But right now, you're going to ask Sanji to make you and Luffy something to eat.
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"Oh I have like a peice of everyone's clothes." Said (Y/n), after Charlie went though their room and closet looking for her coat since the rest of them was dirty.
"Did you steal them?" Asked Vaggie, holding a pair of sweatpants that were not (Y/n)'s.
"No, you let me borrow it and it just never leaves my room again unless it's asked about." They said.
"Why?" Asked Charlie about to put her coat on. "Is this clean?"
"It's clean I do the laundry for my borrowed clothes so Niffty dont give it back and uh..." said (Y/n) getting a bit flustered. "I had a slight habit while I was alive of 'borrowing' clothes of people I was close with, usually friends or family."
Vaggie and Charlie both look at each other either internally or externally awe-ing at (Y/n).
"Awwee, you care about us!" Said Charlie, hugging (Y/n) who froze because of it.
"Yep." Was all they said while patting Charlie on the back. "Okay well, you have your coat now so please leave so I can put everything back where it was."
"It was a mess when we came in." Said Vaggie.
"I have a system and now I don't know where anything is at." Said (Y/n), already picking things back up and putting it where they sat it down to begin with. "It's organized chaos, just don't let Niffty see."
"See what?" Said Niffty appearing at the doorway and looked at (Y/n)'s room. "Oh, I'll clean this." She said before pushing the three out of the room and shutting the door. (Y/n) quickly started banging on the door after trying to open it.
"Niffty, It's fine! Let me clean it!" They said before hearing muffled, Niffty saying that their room needed a woman touch. "No it doesn't!" They said before sighing and looking at Charlie and Vaggie. "Well, she wouldn't let me in until she's done so I guess I'll just go back to my territory."
"You're in pajamas." Said Charlie, pointing out (Y/n)'s outfit and (Y/n) looked down to see their pj's are still on.
"Well I woke up with you knocking on my door for clothes early this morning." Said (Y/n). "So unless you have clothes I can wear, I'm about to ask Angel Dust for at least some pants."
"We probably have a shirt your size." Said Vaggie before leading (Y/n) to her room.
"Oh I have the perfect shirt! What do you think about rainbows and glitter?!" Charlie said, following along.
"Oh boy."
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"What are you even wearing?" Asked (Y/n) Secretary, Twi, seeing (Y/n)'s outfit that consists of a sparkly rainbow shirt (Charlie) and hot pink colored pant (Angel Dust).
"Friendship."
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Hey! I loved your Batfam movie night post. If you have the time could you write a fic with the platonic yandere Batfam and a sick reader. Maybe reader refuses to take any medication and the fam has to get them to take it. Or maybe reader is so fevered that they sob when someone (probably Bruce) isn’t holding them. Thanks for your time!!
Platonic Yandere!Batfam
Summary: You're sick
CW: no warnings
(not edited or proofread)
Richard let out an exasperated breath as he paced around in front of your bedroom door.
"Why do they have to be so difficult?", he mumbled under his breath, not intending for it to be heard, but Bruce made out what he said.
Silence filled the room for a few moments, the only noise being Dick's footsteps, before Bruce spoke, "I'll ground them", he begun, before adding, "And I'll take away their phone."
Richard stopped and turned to him, his eyebrows furrowed and his jaw hanging low, signaling disbelief.
"Are you kidding me? What exactly will that change? Just force them to take the medicine already!", fumed the younger of the two, clearly worried about you.
"No", said Bruce and Richard slightly leaned forward, as if he misheard.
"No? Why not? Don't you understand that they're sick? They're pale, trembling, weak and-"
"Stop", Bruce's words concluded the argument, "You'll wake them if you continue shouting."
Richard flinched. He couldn't help it.
His heart ached at the thought of you being in pain. It was even worse now that you had refused to take your medicine.
As your older brother, it's his job to protect you, but you're being so difficult.
Although he wanted to continue the argument in hopes of changine Bruce's mind, it was clear that they were done.
His jaw clenched to stop himself from saying anything stupid and with that he stormed off.
Bruce let out a sigh and leaned on a nearby wall. He was so tired. His energy was completely depleted from his worry.
Worry? No, it was more like fear.
Bruce was terrified. You were sick and had refused to take your medicine. He knows how serious certain illnesses can be, but you just refuse to take care of yourself.
You're doing nothing other than proving them right that you need them.
However, he's your father. He would never force you to take medicine. Deep down, he feels like he owes you at least a little freedom of choice, considering that you didn't want to be there in the first place.
His palm drags across his face, not fearing that he'll scratch his skin off, instead ruminating on his further course of action.
A cough made his eyes widen. It was your voice.
He rushed into your room and for a moment you were convinced he was going to trip.
"Is everything okay?", his voice was slightly shaky, as if he were trying to hide how scared he was for you. Going off how swiftly he shut his mouth, one would assume that he had planned to add more questions.
You wanted to nod your head, but lacked the strengh to do that, so you chose to hum in affirmation.
With blurred vision, you saw your father slightly bend forward, presumably after exhaling.
"Can you...", you wheezed, before realising that you lacked the lung capacity to go on.
Your father, however, wanted to hear the rest of your sentence.
"I can. I can do anything you want me to. What do you need? Would you like some water? Should Alfred make you some more soup? Would you like me to read you a story? Should I-", he went through all of his options, carefully observing your body language to see if any of his suggestions piqued your interest.
"...Hold me, please", you finally finished.
His gaze softened and his mouth formed a relieved smile as he exhaled. It took him time to answer, "Of course I can."
So you were alright. That was soothing.
His arms held you tightly, still being careful not to hurt you. The two of you layed there in silence.
Patience slowly ran out and before he could stop himself, he questioned you about the medicine.
His tone was gentle and as quiet as he could make it, almost sounding desperate.
You thought about it for a moment, trying to find the shortest way to confess your thoughts.
"Taste...", you croaked.
"Taste? Does it taste bad?", Bruce inquired, before remembering that you had troubles speaking, "I'll make sure you get some better tasting medicine. Will you take it then?"
You smiled and nodded, satisfied with the current arrangement.
No longer being able to stay awake, you drifted off to sleep.
It had been a few days now. Your condition had improved and you were taking the better tasting version of the medicine.
Today it was Dick's turn to feed you.
He was in a much better mood than a few days ago.
"Here comes the airplane- Come on, open up...", the spoon hovered in front of your closed mouth.
Your eyebrows lifted as you looked at him.
"Dick, I'm not thre-", before you could finish, he shoved the spoon into your mouth, causing you to gag.
While you did cough up half of the soup, the rest definitely made it to the intended destination.
After forcing out a few more coughs, you had finally cleared your windpipe, "WHAT THE HELL, DICK?"
"Sorry! Just had to make sure you would actually take it, unlike the medicine!", his innocent smile almost blinded you.
"What if I had choked?" you retorted
"You know that your big brother wouldn't let that happen", he dismissed your words with caretaker speech.
Your temptation to add a snarky remark or roll your eyes was supressed and you instead continued listenting to your brother boast about various topics which you didn't really pay attention to.
The two of you continued to enjoy spending time with each other, if you could call it that.
Under Dick's and Bruce's care, you always recover quickly.
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batkids high headcanons
CW: weed (duh), characters being high (also duh), slightly platonic yandere, and infantilization
Dick: absolute cuddle monster, he will grab which ever sibling is closest and hold on like an octopus, if the need to get something from the other room he will simply carry them there so they can get it. need to go to the bathroom? it will take 15 minuets minimum to convince him to let you go. some siblings will hit him for clinging but it doesn't stop him at all. he just loves you guys so much, and he will tell you this constantly. super affectionate, will kiss the top of your head, you cheeks, your forehead ect. some of the others with try and stab him for this others will give up and let him. will be the one to buy all of the snacks before the sesh. makes sure to get all the ones he know you like best.
Jason: anger issues? what anger issues? super chill and the most relaxed you've seen him. he will find you and will carry you around on his hip, he talks to you like your a child (only you not any of the other siblings) he has a firm hold on you so the only way you're getting down is if one of the other siblings manages to convince him. however he is super comfy and you might fall asleep. if this happens you will be cooed at and many pics will be taken (however that would happen no matter what you did so). tries super hard to make you laugh but keeps cutting himself off by laughing at his own jokes. totally makes his own edibles. will go along with almost any silly antic you get up to, the best at playing along with the bit.
Tim: becomes super quiet and doesn't make many expressions, observes the others for the most part. then out of nowhere he will say the most philosophical shit that makes no sense to anyone but him and he refuses to elaborate. one of the only times he will fall asleep willingly. he will also hug like an octopus but only to you, you can push him off much easier but less than half of a minuet later he's hugging you again. will randomly start petting your hair when hugging you. takes lots of pics of you, if you ask why he just says he's documenting important things. he will use the particularly good/cute ones as ransom to the other siblings (ex. "if you do [insert thing] for me ill give you this pic of (y/n) high [doing cute thing]" and it always works)
Steph: becomes an absolute comedian, constantly cracking jokes and finds the funniest videos to watch. smiles and laughs at everything. tends to fall asleep before everyone else tho (except Duke but more on that later) finds the most random things funny, one time you found her laughing her ass off at an egg just sitting on the counter in the kitchen. will bat at things like a cat, like hoodie strings or someone's hair (most likely belonging to Tim or Cass). defo the biggest stoner out of the whole group (followed by probably Jason). always has a bag of chips on her, no one knows where she keeps them she just pulls them out of nowhere to start snacking.
Cass: Cass has never been drunk or high or any form of intoxicated, and she plans to keep it that way. she likes being in total control of herself all of the time. she does however like to hangout with you guys while you are high, she thinks its very funny and she takes photos and records things to use as blackmail or to trade. stays silent in the corner the whole time just watching you guys be idiots, if she sees you're starting to get stressed/have a bad time she will instantly be by your side and knows exactly how to comfort you. she makes sure you guys always have enough water, before you even ask there's a water bottle right next to you. (depending on just how high you are it ranges from a glass of water to straight up a sippy cup)
Duke: doesn't really get high often but will hang out with you like Cass, he however talks to you guys more than just observing. the few times he gets high it always a really small edible because he has a super low tolerance and smoking intimidates him, and he usually only uses it to help him sleep. dude is knocked out almost as soon as it hits. if he does manage to stay up he just laughs at everything and smiles without saying much. he's just happy to be there :]
Damian: is too young to do anything so no weed for him. he claims he doesn't care and that he is superior for keeping his mind clear but will then go pout in his room because he feels left out. will hang out sometimes but not often because he is a common target for dicks octopus hugs/overbearing affection. when he is old enough I get the feeling he would still not partake out of spite and so he can say he's better than you.
Bonus: Alfred makes the best food for munchies, any requests will be made no matter how strange. Bruce knows but he lets it slide (only after doing several hours of research on it to make sure you guys weren't doing anything too harmful) because he's just happy to see all of his kids getting along and bonding. Bruce did give you all an hour long lecture about making sure what you had was gotten from a safe and regulated dispensary and how to get high in the safest way possible. I personally think he transformed one of the lounge rooms into a specific high room, it has no sharp objects and nothing that you could accidentally get hurt on, there's pillows and blankets everywhere. he will also make sure you guys properly clean any pipes/bongs. much like many of your siblings he will use this as an opportunity to baby you (he would tell you to hold his hand because you might be a bit wobbly or carry you to bed ect.)
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Son coeur est le tien
Alastor x Reader qpr (general headcanons)
a/n: halfway through writing this, i realised that maybe my idea of a qpr might be different than someone else's haha,,, also, this is the very first time I've written for hazbin hotel lol (and should i mention that english isn't my first language? haha)
that being said, i hope y'all enjoy this mess :P
also also if y'all would like me to continue writing Alastor qpr (cuz there's def a shortage on that), feel free to send me prompts :)) i obvi wont write nsfw, but other than that, i think anything is fine (?)
Being in a qpr with the radio demon would include…
Long talks over tea/coffee
There’s never any awkward silence between the two of you. You two could be chatting about the most mundane things, and the conversation would still flow perfectly.
He’d definitely learn exactly how you like your hot beverage.
I personally can’t imagine him being an avid coffee drinker tbh, but I don’t think he’d mind if you are one.
Takes your tea parties very seriously, knows all your favourite pastries, puts on some smooth jazz, brings out the fine china, etc
Loves listening to you talking about your day, your current interests, hobbies, etc. Even if the topic itself isn’t all that interesting to him, he’ll still listen to you.
The both of you love gossiping with each other. Neither of you will admit it to others though.
Petnames
You very rarely hear your given name come out of this man’s mouth.
He never calls you anything that he deems too sickly sweet, usually sticks to dear, sweetheart, or darling.
If he’s having a particularly great day, he might call you love, but that doesn’t happen very often.
Constant praises & words of affirmation
I think words of affirmation is one of his main love languages.
He constantly showers you with praises, telling you how gorgeous you look, how witty your jokes are, etc.
We all know that this man is a charmer, however his compliments to you are more than just empty words… most of the time :p
Do keep in mind that this man is a master manipulator tho, so he isn't above using sweet talk to get what he wants.
Playful banter that keeps you on your toes
He loves a good back and forth, especially if his darling is a particularly witty individual.
The two of you can turn any conversation into a battle of words.
However, if you take it too far, he’s not afraid to put you in your place with a couple of sharp words, aimed to hurt.
But most of the time it’s just good fun :)
Never having to so much as lift a finger
He’s very big on acts of service.
Forget about opening doors or pulling out chairs for yourself.
He takes being a gentleman very seriously, especially when it comes to you.
But not only is he a gentleman, he’s also a powerful overlord.
So if you ever need anything, be that a new pair of shoes, or getting rid of a particularly nasty demon, consider it done.
Being his closest confidant
We all know that Alastor has many acquaintances, however he falls short on meaningful connections.
He doesn’t let people get too close to him, and it is sort of understandable why.
You are one of the only exceptions to that.
You know more about this man than all of hell combined.
It took a while for him to open up to you, and even longer until he started telling you about his past.
He’s the kind to drop hints about himself and let you figure out the rest.
Trust goes a long way with him, I think he’d be more open to sharing his plans and such with someone that he knows won’t question his every move.
Even so, there’s still a lot that you don’t know about him, but you’ll just have to take what you can.
You can dress however you want… as long as it fits his taste
He’s not all too picky about what you wear.
Contrary to popular belief, he wouldn’t expect you to be in full glam 24/7.
If you like more revealing clothes, well, he’ll just have to make sure that anyone that dares to as much as look at you the wrong way is taken care of.
That being said, looking well put together is a must.
You represent him in a way, and he expects you to look the part.
He can’t have you wandering the streets of hell in rags that not even the lowest sinners would wear.
Absolutely no modern technology allowed
Do I even need to explain this?
He’d rather be safe than sorry when it comes to the possibility of Vox messing with you.
You are never truly alone
Alastor would make sure to accompany you on your outings as much as his schedule allows it.
But let’s be real, he’s a very busy man.
He makes sure that a few of his shadows keep an eye on you though, even in his absence.
I don’t think your personal strength matters in this case, as I’ve mentioned before, there’s very little that this man wouldn’t do for you, especially when it comes to your personal safety.
Lets you get closer to him than anyone else
This time, I’m talking about physical closeness.
We all know that he isn’t big on physical touch.
However, I feel like you could get away with a lot more than others.
When the two of you are walking somewhere, it’s not unusual for him to offer you his arm.
When you’re standing next to him, he sometimes rests his hand on your back, although that is often a subconscious thing.
If you’re having a particularly rough day, he isn’t too opposed to letting you hug him.
You can also get away with laying on his lap sometimes, and if he’s feeling exceptionally gracious, he might even pet your hair.
PDA is definitely a big no-no, on one hand he has an image to protect, but I also just don’t think he’d be too comfortable with showing his more vulnerable side in public.
As for kisses… if you haven’t seen each other in a while, he might greet you with a kiss on your hand, but that’s as far as it ever goes.
He’s not a very touchy-feely person, so if that bothers you… good luck finding someone better than the radio demon ;)
me af tbh lmao
anway, thanks for reading pookies mwah (slash platonic lol)
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“You're brought what is seemingly an old page from an old book that the library once had. The kitten looked up at you a mewed, wanting you to read it . . . ”
major spoilers for High Cloud Quintet lore as well as Blade, Dan Heng, Jingliu and (minor) Jing Yuan lore | wc: 267
“Blade..” you murmur, looking at him as he stands across from you. He narrows his eyes, sword at his side.
“[name]..” he replies, tone deep as he keeps his distance. There's some silence before you speak to him for the first time in centuries.
“So.. how's it been, Ying-”
“Don't,” Blade cuts you off, his eyes narrowing further. You nod curtly.
“Blade, how's it been?” you corrected yourself. Ever since Dan Feng had committed his crimes, Jingliu lost herself to the Mara and disappeared, Yingxing became Blade and Baiheng died, you haven't been able to have any type of chat with anyone other than Jing Yuan.
Blade stays silent for a moment again before answering with a “Could be better,” and still eyeing you. What used to be gentle blue eyes were now a piercing red, staring right through you instead of at you.
Silence falls over the two old friends again, and Blade breaks that silence.
“Of six people,” he paused, pointing his sword at you as you remind straight-faced, looking at him dead on. "Three must pay a price, and you are not one of them, [name]."
You sigh as Blade sets his sword back down to his side, the tip of the sword facing the blue sky of Scalegorge Waterscape. You two keep eyes locked, his red eyes seemingly staring through you as he turns on his back to you and walks to the lady behind him to leave to who knows where.
You just wish things could go back to when life was good, but you had accepted long ago, that that was impossible. ☆
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AU: Azul x Andy 🐙🍊
(not canon Idk?)
For more context a little fanfic? >
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Jinx, wanting to spend more time with Enforcer Child: Would you like to stay for dinner?
Silco: Would you like to stay forever? !!
Cmkdxndlxmdkxmddndndsknssm
Silco legit kidnaps his baby for dinner and is like this is normal while Jinx just sits next to Reader asking them questions about the Academy.
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I absolutely love the idea of wingman Johnny.
Him wingmaning you? Yes. Him wingmaning Simon? Yes. Him wingmaning both of you? Yes!
This guy is the type to drop subtle hints and make slight jokes when talking about one of you to the other. Sure, maybe he does do it to tease the two of you, maybe it is a little entertaining, but that’s just one of his many ways of trying to get the two of you together.
Johnny’s the type of guy to follow Simon up to the rooftop of the bar for a cigarette and only then ask, “Any plans for tomorrow?” All the while subtly jerking his head to your direction, his eyes following suit. He may as well give a slight nudge to Simon’s arm in the process, paying no mind to the raised brow and fairly un-impressed look the blonde gives him. But he does in fact see it, he sees the way his eyes gaze intently at you as he watches you take another sip from your glass. And he’s only ever seen Simon give that type of look to none other than a nice, cold glass of whiskey and sniffer dogs. All but things the Lieutenant has always had a special spot for.
Johnny’s also the type of friend to, during the amidst of a relaxed game of poker on the balcony of your apartment, start asking you subtle questions that may as well apply to your relationship with Simon. “How long ya’ known him?” Soon to be followed up with side-tracked, quote on quote, question, “Blondes or brunettes? Ah’ heard blondes are guid in kip.” Now queue the snickering from Johnny. And you can only raise your brows with a, “Mactavish?” As a questioning smirk crosses your lips. “Good in bed, lass.” He reiterates himself, his snickering turning into belly laughter as you groan and roll yours eyes at him, waving a hand at his remark. Though his trained military eyes can clearly see you barring the same look in your owns eyes that you always tend to hold whenever you personally speak about Simon.
Regardless if the both of you have or haven’t caught on to his little tricks and subtle-not-so-subtle vouching for the two of you, he’s absolutely going to keep it up until he gets told by both of you to either knock it off or until he hears that you and Simon are official. And when he does, you may as well never hear the end of it from him. But deep down, he is so unbelievably happy for the two of you. The crinkles in his eyes and the smile that graces his lips the moment he sees two of some of dearest friends being open and intimate with each other, even if it’s as small as sitting alone and laughing together in the back of the bar, is one of the most genuine things anyone will ever see.
Oh, and on a side note, when you and Simon do in fact become official, he’s definitely claiming he earned his spot as best man at your guys’ wedding/eloping… Christ, don’t even get him started when the phrase ‘Uncle Johnny’ becomes a thing, even if it’s just for a puppy that one of you randomly brought home one day…
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it would be actually so rad if you did jinx x buff!reader headcanons.
i just think she would be so silly about it 🥰
(this is basically us in my DR and she is def silly about it)
Jinx x Buff!Reader
Of she is definitely so giddy and so excited
She's constantly asking questions on why, how and when did you get so buff
She really likes it and finds it fun
She's not that buff herself but girl is strong
She has to be by carrying around her shit on the daily but she gets that from that, she doesn't lift or anything
If you do lift weights or work out to maintain the muscles she is just admiring
And teasing the whole time and flirting
Like if you're lifting weights she'll just walk in, stare with the smuggest smile on her face at all
She doesn't care who sees and will walk up behind you and hug you from behind
She does it to feel your stomach as well because she just loves it so much
Constantly when laying in bed is squeezing your arms or tracing the muscles she can see
It's not a sexual thing, just a more admiring thing she does
She just finds it very fun and cool, and you remind her a bit of someone
She really likes the feeling of when you hug her and she feels so safe because your arms are big, they feel safe and they're strong
She loves the hugs and behind held or cuddling with you and she can just feel safe like that
She is so comfortable around you and especially when walking around
There are still a few people who try her, flirt or say stuff to her about her clothes, everything or just who she is
She loves the look on their face when they see you standing behind her just looking all buff
She is constantly flirting
"Hey hotstuff, came here all the way for me?"
She is literally like a school girl with a crush for the first time and flirts like you're not even together
Especially if you're like one of those buff ass and intimidating people but in reality you're shy and get flustered
If you're like that she upps the flirting and the touching just to see you blush
She loves being carried by you, bridal style or thrown over your shoulder
She has so much fun and is so happy
She's laughing, she's smiling and is just thrilled
She is jumping on your back and all
For fun shell run up to you and yell for you to catch here and see if you do
She knows you will because you're strong enough and because she wants a hug
She pretends her arms hurt and has you carry shit for her
She loves seeing your muscles flex and will just smile all sneaky and cover her mouth and giggle
It's so funny to see
She draws on your muscles
It's a given, she once drew eyes and a mustache on your arm and named it Muscleton
You have no way out of this because she redraws him everytime he fades away
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The Three Candles
Pairings: Luke Castellan & Thalia Grace & Annabeth Chase x Platonic! GN! Not Clearsighted Mortal! Reader
Summary: They always come back (But not ALL of them).
Warnings: Spoilers to all the 1st Collection: Percy Jackson and the Olympyans. Too much fluff! (Lol) and talks about death!
Notes: This is the Part 2 of my other work, "A Delightful Enconter", and thank you all for your love!
1.
The first time they came back it's still the three of them, some months later...it's late at night and you hear a knock on the door, still in your pajama you go see who it is. You yawn as you open the door.
Your eyes wide as you see who is there.
"Hello again Y/N." Luke says, he looks tired like he is trying not to cry.
"Do you three need a one night lace again, hmm?" You ask smiling as you let them enter.
"Bingo." Thalia says as she starts taking her things out of her bag.
"Y/N!" Annabeth runs to you and hugs you. "I have read 'Ulisses'!"
You smile. "Really? Did you like it?"
"Yes! I'm going to be a hero like him!" She tells you, her eyes shining.
"That's great dear." You smile to her again and go to Luke.
"Do you need help with the sofa?" You ask.
"Yes please. This just don't switch to the bed." He says still trying.
You help him and with that the bed is ready.
"Do you want to talk about it? I see that you are sad." As he looks at you you say. "I'm sorry if I'm being rude, I just want you to be okay."
He smiles. "Thank you, really..." He sighs. "It's just family problems." You nod wanting for him to continue.
"I visited my... mom today and my...dad was there." He tells you looking at the ground.
"I guess it didn't end well?" He nods.
"You know, family isn't just about blood, and what you have with Thalia and Annabeth is just as special as everything in the world." You smile at him and he hugs you.
"Thank you." He whispers in the hug.
"No problem honey." You say.
After the hug you go to Thalia to help her with a injury she had in the leg.
"Thank you." She smiles at you and you smile back.
They go to sleep and the very next morning they're not there..like last time.
You smile to yourself.
2.
The second time they came it's in the day, which you though 'weird'.
It starts with a knock in the door and as you open you see two people with orange shirts that say 'Camp Half-Blood' or some thing like that.
But you don't see the third head, they look at you with a sad look.
"Hey kids." You smile at them and they have the energy to smile back. "Where is Thalia?" You ask, and they froze up in place.
Luke is the first to talk. "She..." He looks at Annabeth trying to think of an excuse. "She is at the new summer camp we are at...she is sick so she didn't feel like coming." He sighs as he finishes.
"Oh, wait a second." You go to the kitchen and bring back a box and give it to Luke.
"For Thalia. I hope she feels better with these, and Annabeth.." You take a book from your shelf. "This one is for you." Annabeth reads the title 'The Renaissance era: Art and Architecture'.
"I saw that you love this greek kind of stuff, so.." You smile to her. "Thank you Y/N."
They leave after a group hug.
At the camp Luke opens the box, it's filled with sweets and cake. He cries as he thinks of Thalia, he and Annabeth eat the sweets together.
3.
The third time they came it was not 'they' just her, Annabeth.
As you open the door you smile as you see her, but you shiver as you don't see any sight of the others.
"Where are Luke and Thalia, dear?" You ask and she starts crying in your arms.
You take her inside and caress her hair.
"Oh, honey...what happened?" You whisper to her.
She sobs but between the sobs she tells you everything. That demigods and gods exist, that Thalia is a three now and that Luke is a traitor piece of crap, her words not yours.
You cry as you hear what happened to the two. You take two candles and light it. "For Thalia." You light one. "For Luke..I know he has a good heart, I'm sure he will come back to reason." You light the second candle.
For some hours you just hug Annabeth, she sleeps in your house and in the morning she is not there.
'Some things never change.' You think sadly. You see a note:
'I really liked the book, maybe I will be a architeth."
You smile and look at the candles.
4.
The forth time they come back is 'they' again, as you open the door you see Thalia and Annabeth, you run to Thalia's arms and hug her and cry.
She hugs you back smiling.
You take Annabeth to the hug too.
They come inside and they explain everything. How Thalia isn't a tree again, the situation with Luke, again.
As you hear all of it you look at the candles and Annabeth smiles at you.
Thalia tells you that she is now a Hunter of Artemis.
You congratulate her and give her the box with the same sweets you 'gave' her years ago.
She smiles and you three eat it at your house, talking and laughing, trying not to think about Luke.
"And Annatbeth has a crush." Thalia tells you.
"I have not a crush for Percy!" She yells blushing at Thalia.
You smile teasingly. "But no one said Percy dear." And she blushes even more.
Thalia laughs at her face and you smile to yourself.
They go away at the day this time, and when tehy are not there anymore you put one more candle.
"For Annabeth." You light the first. "For Thalia." You light the second. "And for Luke. Who I still believe has a beautiful heart." You light the third.
5.
The fifth time they come back it's the same as the last one. But with two new heads.
You hug Annabeth and Thalia, and has you hug the last you whisper to her: "So who are the other two?" She smiles and explains that they are Grover and Percy.
They both shake your hand and the four enter in your house. You take a lemonade out of the fridg eand give each a cup.
"So...what about Luke?" You ask and they all look both happy and sad.
"He was a hero." Percy says.
"...was?" You feel you eyes water with tears.
"..yeah, Y/N. He..died as a hero. You were right he really did the right thing." Annabeth says and Thalia hugs you. And the second she hugs you Annabeth comes for the hug too.
After some minutes you calm down.
All of you start talking about other things, how thay won the war. And...well Grover spoils a thing for you.
"Well, Y/N, me and huh...Percy...are.." She takes Percy hand and you already know what it is.
"They are dating." Grover says happy." Finnaly!!"
"Grover!" The other three yell at him.
"Congratulations dear." You say to Annabeth. "Well...Congratulations to all of you." You smile to them.
You pass the afternoon talking, they lunch at your house and when the night aproaches they get up and start leaving.
You hug Thalia and Annabeth again.
"It was nice meeting you, Grover, Percy." You wink at them and they shake your hands.
They go away and you light the candles again, you think it is a sign of Good Luck.
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A/N: This is gonna be very self indulgent. Also I've never written headcanons before so bare with me. Also disabled was too wide of a field so I narrowed it down to just joint issues/chronic pain.
Hobie With a Disabled S/O or Friend:
I can definitely see him helping you decorate your mobility aids with different cpunk slogans. Much to the dismay of your family.
"Oh honey you got a new sticker on your cane, what does it say?"
"Big Pharma can suck my dick."
"Oh....that's nice."
His hands are probably rough but I guarantee you that this man gives the best massages. You just tell him what's hurting and he's got you.
If you're having a bad pain day and you don't feel like moving he'll bring you what you need and just vibe with you in bed all day.
"Don't you have to go into HQ today?"
"And leave you here to fend for yourself? Come off it luv."
Always keeps some sort of pain reliever on hand whether it's medicine or homemade ice/heat packs.
He steals your medicine for you if you can't afford it. (Honestly he probably still does even if you can. People should never have to pay so that they don't suffer.)
Definitely helps you on your wash days when your joint pain flares up.
Despite him and his damn long legs he makes sure to match your pace when you both walk together.
He'll side eye you at first but he'd carry you if you asked him too (this is for me)
"Hobie please? My ankles hurt. It'll just for a couple minutes." 🥺
"Bug we could just sit down and rest for a minute if you're in pain."
"And here I thought that Spiderman was supposed to be strong. It's fine. I'll ju-"
He picks you up and slings you over his shoulders like a sack of potatos.
"This isn't what I meant and you know it."
He laughs and then he carries you correctly.
Actively advocates with you for your needs and rights.
Also after he introduces you to Sun Spider y'all become close friends who exchange tips.
E/N: I spent most of my time watching YouTube videos of the same clips of Hobie from the movie over and over again instead of writing this so yay. Hope you like and reblog this. Might write some more idk.
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I really love your fanfic!💕 like it’s so good and I always look forward to when there’s something new. Your writing is like, so edible 😭
Just imagining GenZ reader going to heaven, and when they get to the hotel they have to share a room with Charlie and Vaggie, and they are given one of those kids beds hotels give to family’s 😭
Something small because I decided to write everything and nothing came out with it.
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"No. Send me back to hell." Said (Y/n) before groaning in annoyance. "This will be my personal hell if I have to stay in the room with them while-"
"We wouldn't!"
"-While they are being tooth rooting cute affection." They finished, "What did you- No! Oh no no! It's in my head now, I hate it." (Y/n) said wanting to drink bleach. "But moving past that horrific image in my head, why would they put me in the same room as you guys?"
"Dad might of mentioned you as young and kid as nickname but I guess they took it literally." Said Charlie, seeing where it could have went wrong. "But you atleast get to hang out with us! It wouldn't be that bad!"
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It was bad, so bad that (Y/n) was given a child's bed as well.
"Who did you speak to exactly? I need to talk to someone."
"Sera." Said Vaggie, (Y/n) thought for a second.
"I think I could fight her. I've said I would fight God, she's the closest I've seen to him so..."
"You're not fighting an angel (Y/n)!" Said Charlie.
"I could physically do it! Not sure if it would work but I'll try!" Said (Y/n) before Charlie gave them a look. "But I wouldn't."
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TFP reacting to you coming to the base with an injury (more specifically a leg injury)
Authors note: I may or may not have fell through my porch (stop laughing how dare you) and injured my leg rly bad, i am in pain lol and this is how im coping
Optimus Prime/Ratchet:
Optimus was working and discussing something with Ratchet when they saw you hobbling towards the stairs like some elderly person
Immediately asked what was wrong and if you're alright
You nod and wave it off as nothing, but your hesitation to walk up the stairs said otherwise
Once they realize something's up with your leg, Ratchet quickly goes into medic-mode and Optimus wants to know what happened, how it happened, and if your ok
Now you have two old bots asking a billion questions at once
After you've sat down on the bottoms steps and reassure them you're alright, you explain what happened
Both of them are like :0
Ratchet goes into medic-mode AGAIN, grumbling something along the lines of "how have humans survived this long" and "cannot believe humans use wood for architecture when it's such a safety hazard"
Optimus is calmer now knowing that you're ok, but still watches as Ratchet makes sure you're 100% not dying
Eventually they settle down, and lift you up very carefully to the couch area where you can rest
Don't you even THINK about touching those stairs.
Bumblebee:
Freaks out for a second
*panicked beeping noises* "WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU FELL THROUGH THE FLOOR WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR LEG ARE YOU OK!!??"
You calm him down, explaining that it was just your leg that went through and all you got were a few splinters and some nasty scratches
He'll do whatever he can to make you feel better
Video games? Absolutely !! TV? Yes ! Taking you on a drive? Yesyes
Figures that if he keeps you busy (but off your leg), it'll distract you from the pain
and it works, but you do eventually need to rest and he'll be there if you need help with anything
Arcee:
"You what"
Kind of the same reaction as bumblebee but 10x calmer (at least on the outside)
On the inside she's worried bc you just told her you hurt your leg, yet you're WALKING still (wouldn't even call it walking, more like shakily limping around)
Arcee's not gonna baby you but she is gonna make sure you're ok throughout the day
Which means she's probably gonna stick by you a lot more
You don't mind it though, the two of you chat and chill most of the time
If she has to go on a mission while you're still recovering, she'll put you on the couch in the base and says if you even think about moving she'll fuck up your other leg (not really ofc but her "arcee-ness" tone makes you listen anyways)
Bulkhead:
Sweet bot i love him so much <33
You explain what happened in great detail and if cybertronians could get queasy, he would most definitely be
If Miko was there she would be all ears though LMAO
"Was there a lot of blood???!!!" "MIKO!"
Ofc asks if you're ok and how long it'll take until you get better
Probably'll ask Ratchet or June if he can do anything to help, and June says to make sure you change your bandages every few hours, and put medicine on so there's no risk of infection
Bulkhead states that humans need to be wrapped up in what the kids called "bubble-wrap" 24/7
Ratchet agrees
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