#really pretty sad too either he just cared for his friends so much he couldn't move on from them to make new ones

[nisuna]

Currently trying to recreate tipsy big!brother Suguru x reader x Satoru bcs I don't know what happened to it. Did I delete it did it get deleted idkkkk I'm so sad

But I did it!! I added some stuff and refined it a bit soooo.. noice

The ask was: tipsy Suguru shares his pretty little sister with Satoru<3

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18+ MDNI

TW: stepcest, riding, dick sucking, throat fucking, anal play (not putting anything in), mentions of foursome; use of baby, princess, good girl; dry humping, groping, tit sucking, teasing, a fuck ton of dirty talk, breeding kink, hickeys, oral (m receiving)

They've been teasing you all evening. But because they always were touchy when showing affection, you didn't think much of it. So you didn't mind that your Brother Suguru was hugging you from behind, head on your shoulder while swaying both of you to the music at one of their shitty house parties. And you didn't mind when Satoru ran his hands up and down your waist to greet you. But what you did start minding, was when you felt your brother rub his hard crotch against your ass. And you did mind when Satoru's fingers danced along the hem of your low-cut dress, occasionally slipping in to give your tits a squeeze. At one point they were just shamelessly dry humping you on the dance floor. Nobody seemed to care, because the other guests were about past tipsy at this point. But whenever you tried to speak up they both shushed you saying it's not that serious and that it's just for fun. You just couldn't say no to either of them.

When you ended up staddling Satoru you realized that they were lying to your face the whole time. Because you think it is rather serious when you're straddling your brother's best friend, dress bunched at your tummy exposing your tits and ass, while your brother is pulling down his pants. "We really shouldn't be doing this", you whined, trying more to convince yourself than the two guys. Satoru just hummed while sucking deep purple marks on your neck, occasionally licking over them as he squeezed you tight. "Don't worry, princess. This is just for fun, we'll take good care of ya.", he whispered against your lips, giving your hip a reassuring squeeze.

"Which hole do you want, Satoru? Dibs on her mouth", your brother grinned, cheeks dusted pink from the alcohol he's had so far.

"Hmm, I was thinking pussy. But if you say it like that..." he bit your neck while gliding his slicked finger over the rim of your asshole. The attention made you gasp and clutch on to his shoulders. He kissed your temple still playing with your other hole. "But why don't we leave this for a special occasion, shall we?" he winked at you and you let out a breath you didn't know you were holding.

"Fine by me", Suguru huffed, already stroking his cock in your direction.

And that's how you ended up in the predicament you're currently in. You tried your best to take Suguru as deep as possible, but not choke too much. Your mind felt fuzzy from Satoru whispering in your ear while also paying attention to your asshole. "Baby", he moaned, "look at it, it's literally begging for attention. Bet you could take three guys at once. Should we get a third one to fill up your mouth while me and your brother fuck your ass and pussy? Hmm? You'd like that huh. Don't lie to me, I can feel you dripping all over my leg. You're gushing, pretty.", he kissed your cheek, while you were moaning around your brother's dick. You tried to shake your head no (you were in complete denial), but your brother kept your head in place fucking his cock deeper down your throat.

"Satoru, you better keep talkin' to her like that, her moans do wonders 'round my cock ah"

"You don't have to tell me that, she's squeezing me so hard whenever I say anything. Say, want us to breed you? Want three big men to manhandle and breed you so all of your holes are full of cum? Hmm want to feel it drip out while we push it right back in?", he mused while groping one of your tits with his hand and sucking on the nipple of the other one.

You momentarily unlatched yourself from Suguru's cock but continued to stroke it with your hand while you mewled, "Yeees want it bad, want to feel so full, wanna feel you drip out, oh god please fill me up!!"

"Hehe, you heard her," your brother hummed, you could only yelp when you felt him yank you by the hair, lips back on his cock, "now get back to work."

"Mhmm~" you hummed around his dick.

"Alright, we're gonna fill you up, make ya nice and plump. But you gotta cum first okay? Can you do that for me, cream round my cock, yeah?"

You moaned in agreement and felt your eyes roll back as Satoru's thick fingers went to work on your neglected clit.

They were fucking you between them as you tried to pleasure both of them, while Satoru was rubbing thick circles on your clit. Your mind was going fuzzy from getting filled on both ends and from the aftermath of Satoru's dirty talking.

He was right on time when you felt yourself get close, "Gonna fuck you airtight next time, if you cum right now. Can you do that? Oh yeah that's it." You came with a muffled scream as they kept fucking you through your high. Satoru finished right after from your pussy convulsing around him. And when you looked up to Suguru with teary, fucked out eyes, that was when he too hit his limit, stuffing his cock in your mouth and spilling down your throat. You eagerly swallowed all of it and when he pulled out you showed him your empty mouth, proudly sticking out your tongue. He kissed your forehead while patting your hair. "Good girl, you did so well for us."

"Yeah good job", Satoru nuzzled his face in the crook of your neck. "Also", he kissed from your neck to your ear, slightly nibbling on it, "I wasn't joking about someone joining. We really want to try a lot of things with you, right, Suguru?"

"Right", your brother smiled gently, coming closer to cage you between the two of them.

This experience will definitely leave a dent in your relationship, but you felt safe between the two guys you trusted most in the world. How could that possibly be wrong?

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[torialefay]

Hey!! Can I request prompt #5 with chan? Where he hates you for some reason but later find out he was just avoiding you because he actually likes you?? And fem!reader decides to tease him by riling him up and he tries to act like a dom but really he is just a subby puppy? Idk why I can definitely see Chris as someone who tries to act dominant but when it comes to actually doing the deed he gets so shy and can’t even say full sentences because of how intense the pleasure is 😩

didn't mean for it to get this long, but i present to you:

I Think You're Really Pretty Too 🤭

bangchan x reader (f); sub-ish!shy!chan SMUT

• knock. knock. knock. "chris? can I have a word with you?"

• you waited patiently outside of chris's studio door.

• it wasn't long before the heavy door opened up, a confused-looking chris on the other side.

• "oh... hey," he said, looking down awkwardly.

• "care if i come in?" you said, annoyed.

• he didn't say anything, just stepped back a bit, moving the door with him.

• you barged in, almost frantic. you were acting off of your adrenaline high, but still trying to calm yourself down.

• you paced to the other side of his body, waiting for the door to close behind you.

• as soon as the door shut, you came right in front of him, only inches from his chest.

• "listen," you started. "i get it that you don't like me or whatever- that's not a secret. but i'd really appreciate it if you could keep your eye rolling when i'm talking at a minimum," you huffed at him.

• he looked taken aback. like out of all things that could be happening, it couldn't be this.

• his eyes shot up, offering no verbal response.

• "really? i've been trying to be the mature one but i'm serious, you can't keep acting like this. i don't even know what i did to you in the first place." you sized him up and down.

• "y/n, i didn't mean it like that," he breathed out, looking off to the side. anywhere but at you.

• "oh yeah, then what did you mean it like? because the last time i checked, you're either always ignoring me, being mean to me, or making fun of me. at a certain point, there has to be a line."

• you were upset now. couldn't he see that you were trying to have an ACTUAL conversation about this? but nooo, he's just gonna put on a sad face and pretend like he doesn't know what's going on. but not this time.

• "what have i ever done to you? i've always tried to be nice to you! in the beginning i did everything right just to try to ammend whatever it was that was wrong. but nothing pleases you, does it? you just can't be happy or satisfied with anything i do? if you hated me so much, why didn't you just talk to jyp and get me kicked out?"

• you were heated at this point. and apparently so was chan. his cheeks were flustered and he was trying his best to make eye contact, but gave up after a half second.

• "i don't hate you, y/n," he let out in a small voice. it made you laugh.

• "you don't hate me? then what do you call it? because you sure as hell don't like me."

• again, no response. his ears were red now too as he stared at the floor. his mouth curled up into a tight half-grin, like he was trying to get something out, but couldn't. you could see his hands turn into fists, balling up the extra fabric at the ends of his hoodie sleeves, nervously wriggling.

• that's when it dawned on you. maybe chan didn't hate you at all. maybe it was quite the opposite. maybe that's why he never would leave you alone. never would stop taunting you. you had just chalked it up to him being an asshole, especially when he was around his friends. he just always had to be the "alpha male" in the room. not so alpha now though, is he?

• you took a slight step back, running your tongue across your teeth and rolling your mouth into a smile. you eyed him up and down. "christopher, do you have anything you'd like to tell me?" you teased.

• he knew he was in for it now. he couldn't escape.

• "no, i don't know what you're talking about," he tried to lie.

• "i think you know quite well what i'm talking about," you smirked and crossed your arms.

• he looked up at you with questioning eyes, but you stared right back with interrogating ones. you wouldn't let up.

• "fine, fine. maybe i don't dislike you. i guess i kind of like you..." he trailed off. you couldn't force his face to look up to you if you tried.

• he looked so cute like this, you thought. he's not the big bad chan everyone made him out to be. no... he was just a little channie with a big crush on you. you decided to see how far you could take it. how cute he could get with that blush over his face.

• "oh really?" you smiled at him, flirting. "tell me what you like about me." you were going to toy with him like a cat with a mouse.

• "oh my gosh..."

• "come on channie, use your words for me."

• he froze when he heard you call him by his nickname. it made him feel so tiny. but something in him also felt so seen.

• "i guess i like that you are..." he slowly brought his eyes back up to yours. "so pretty... and nice... and smart... and talented. and-" you cut him off.

• "you think i'm pretty, channie?" you batted your eyelashes.

• "well uhm- yeah- i mean i think you're... beautiful. but i know that's weird to say and i know you probably don't feel the same and that's okay, but that's just how i feel and i guess that's why i act the way that i do around you because i just dont know how to act normal and.. i'm sorry, this is really embarrassing," you let him ramble until he brought his hands up to hide his face. he smiled into them, squeezing his eyes shut like he could just squeeze away all of his discomfort.

• you took his hands off of his face and held them in your own.

• "i think you're really pretty too," you smiled at him, rubbing a small circle into his hand. he felt his heart leap out of his chest. you decided to push him further.

• "you know, i never really thought about it before, but maybe we could try this out? me and you?" you teased.

• you moved his hands that were still resting in yours to move along to your hips, when they were situated on you, you guided his hands down until they were resting over your ass.

• he couldn't even move, too flabbergasted at what you were doing to him. he felt himself instantly get hard in his shorts.

• "how does that feel, handsome?"

• "it feels good," he choked out.

• "yeah?" you moved your body until it was pressed up against his. you let one free hand walk its way up his chest until it reached the collar of his shirt. you gave a quick tug, pulling his face closer to yours.

• "and how do you think it would feel if i kissed you?"

• he let out a small moan, closing his eyes. that's all the confirmation you needed.

• you pressed your lips to his, wasting no time being gentle. your one goal was to show him what he'd been messing with this whole time.

• as you deepened the kiss, throwing your tongue into his mouth and biting at his lips, he finally got comfortable enough to run his hands along the outline of your ass. he gave a few good squeezes and let out another moan into the kiss.

• "feels good?" you asked as you pulled back. you could see the bliss in his eyes as you spoke.

• "mmm yes," he gave a half smile.

• "and what if i did this?" you kept the one hand pulling taut on his collar, while the other made it's way down his chest, to his abdomen, and finally down to rest right over his bulge.

• he gulped.

• "what? channie doesn't want it?" you almost giggled.

• "no, no! please. please do it."

• "please do what? remember how i said use your words?" you had the biggest bullying smirk on your face.

• "please touch me," he breathed out, closing his eyes.

• you let your hand grasp onto him, feeling how hard he already was under his shorts.

• he let out a soft hiss at your touch. it just made you smile bigger.

• "mmm so you do like it. what if i moved my fingers like this?" you made a grappling motion, putting fingers on each side of his dick and jerking slowly up and down, as much as the fabric would allow.

• he lost his breath for a moment. "mmm yes. more please."

• "more? you want me to go harder?" you flashed your teeth in a big smile and started quickening the pace of your hand. you watched as he whined and rutted against it, trying to get any friction he could.

• he suddenly pushed your hips down closer onto him to that his dick could make contact with the fabric of your skirt as he thrust.

• "you're gonna make me horny if you don't stop," you said, threateningly. it made him want to agg you on even more. he reached a hand down to start thumbing at your clit, getting a newfound confidence.

• "mmmm good boy," you cooed, pressing a kiss to his forehead. "just like that."

• he kept rubbing up and down with just enough pressure until you started to not be able to handle it anymore.

• "keep going. harder," you instructed, now rutting your own hips into his hand.

• your clit was now engorged and hot. you could feel yourself seeping out of your underwear. you knew chan could feel it too.

• "ah fuckkkk, just like that," you instructed, as he followed your commands. "don't stop rutting up into me either. keep going as hard as you can."

• he kept moving his hips, but a few whimpers were coming out with each stroke. you didn't dare let the tension off of your hand around his dick as he moved.

• "y/n... i think i'm gonna cum. i think i'm gonna cum," he whined.

• "yeah? mmm look at you, gonna cum so hard for me in your own fucking pants." you teased.

• he could only cry out a small moan in response.

• "don't fucking stop. don't you dare stop until i cum. keep rubbing me. harder. make me fucking cum christopher."

• his eyes shut tight as he pressed his entire weight into his hand, making sure to keep the same steady rhythm onto you, but giving you the heavy amount of pressure you needed to feel every little movement. it all got overwhelming so quickly. in a matter of seconds, you felt it hit you. it rushed over your body like a wave.

• "fuck fuck fuck. keep going. keep going. you're doing so fucking good," you instructed him. you rode out your high, gripping onto his hand for dear life.

• chan thought he was going to burst. he couldn't help himself any longer.

• "please can i cum? i can't hold on-" he cried, the feeling of your hand and your hips getting too much for him.

• "you can cum now, channie," you said, panting. "be a good boy and cum all over your pants for me. show me what you were hiding this whole time."

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[vitzi9]

Headcanon: Yandere!Ethan Landry

Reader is gn, enjoy.

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Content warning: uhhhh gore description? Sex allusions; obsessive and shit. I mean, that's yandere you have to be used to it by now. OOC Ethan ? Manipulative, stalking blah blah blah nothing too crazy for a yandere.

~2000 words (8/05/2023)

💠Yan!Ethan Landry who 'accidentally' run into you at school. He's been following you in the hallways since you arrived to be honest but there is so much students here, you can't notice him in the crowd.

➛"I'm so sorry ! I wasn't looking !" He was, he was staring right at your face when he practically jumped on you. "It's okay, don't worry. I wasn't looking either." And when you two leave each other, what a crazy coincidence that you seem to have forgotten your book ! Wait, you didn't have it in your bag ? Of course silly ! Why would Ethan have it either way ? You're so clumsy ! He'll have to come give it back to you.

➛And suddenly, you see him everywhere. In the library at the same time as you and, oh no ! There is no seat for him ! Wait, is that a free seat ext to you? Maybe you won't mind if he seats here, he gave you back your book after all. He's so nice. Suddenly, he's at the same parties as you. Laughing with you and rating the costumes of people around you. He's in your building to 'drop someone off' and so on. What a coincidence, right ?

💠Yan!Ethan Landry who, to keep you all to himself, always say things like 'No, i'm mostly alone in my free time' to make you pity him into staying by his side. If it don't work, at least you got the idea that he's single and available for you.

➛ Pretty simple things, really. He'll tell you that his last partner left him without warning, that they were manipulating him. That he has difficulty in giving his trust to someone because of them. And now he's scared to love. That it hurt him really bad and of course you're sad for him ! So you're trying to be as nice as possible. You don't need to know that he never had any partner ! He'll eventually tell you that later.

➛Like "You're going to the party tomorrow ?" "I was planning on just staying at home" He didn't. Chad harassed him to come, and he would have if he didn't have the better option of staying with you. "I never really catch people's attention anyway..." He didn't care, it was yours that he wanted. But right now, his goal was to make you sad. For you to have pity of him so you'd stay with him.

So most of the time you try to make him smile by asking him to come to the party with you. Happy, he'll be stuck to your side all night, chasing everyone who'd dare approach. He's tall, he'll stand behind you and glare blankly at everyone without you noticing. He doesn't even need to try to be scary, he's a serial killer, his simple being emits a threatening energy.

➛Or when you ask him what's his plan for the week end and he just goes "Nothing, I don't really have much friends. I'll probably watch movies." with a small, almost ashamed voice. And you don't want to leave your new friend alone. And you think that he's too nice to be left alone so you offer to stay with him and he's on cloud nine !

➛Like "Don't you want a boyfriend sometimes ?" he'd ask. And you're a little surprised but you answer as honestly as possible. And he answer just after you, ignoring a little your answer. He just wanted to say what he needed to. "I'd like a partner. I've never had anyone loving me, that look so nice." He sighs. And while you look somewhere else, he'd give you a longing look. He probably already told Chad you two were together to be honest.

💠Yan!Ethan Landry who plays innocent when he litteraly jump on you when you two are watching a scary movie. He's a fucking liar, don't trust him. He litteraly kills people babe... This guy absolutly LOVE horror movie and even the gorest of them all couldn't make him twitch. But with you, he plays the innocent and easily scared nerd.

➛When the murderer suddenly appear on the screen in a loud scream, the boy plunge his head in your neck, putting his hands before his eyes to hide the TV from him. You laugh. "It wasn't that scary, you know ?" He laughs nervously, moving away from you but still sticking to your side. The side of his thigh flat against yours and your arms touching each other's. His cheeks are red and you probably think it's because of his embarassment in jumping of fear but he's just happy to be near you. "If you're so scared we can change." But he dismisses you. Saying that it's okay. After that, he'll hide himself in your body at each loud noises. Smiling when you can't see him, happy with his trickery.

And that little monster takes advantage of the situation until the end. He'll call/text you when you're at home. He'll keep you awake all night, pretending to be scared to sleep, needing to talk to you even if you're in two differents places just to be reassured.

💠Yan!Ethan Landry who guilt trap you by crying if you dare be angry at him or accuse him of something. It can be anything but he'll try and gaslight you. He'll cry harder, like a kid, to prevent you to continue talking.

➛After he came to your flat one day, one of your shirt disappeared. You had lend one to him since he got stained. (even if you're not the same size at him, i'm sure you have oversized clothes so it fit him) Without thinking much of it, you asked him about it when you saw him in class. And suddenly, he's looking at you with his big and shiny doe eyes, as if you had insulted him. Because in his head, you did ! "I gave it back to you litteraly two days ago..?" And he seems so sure of himself that you start to question yourself. "Are you sure ?" you ask, though. And Ethan laugh lightly. You doubt, trying to remember the past few days and thinking that, yeah, maybe he gave it back and it just didnt really stuck to you. "Yeah, I'm sure. Why would I steal your shirt anyway ?" But you swear you haven't seen your clothes in a while now.

➛Like, Ethan, your new friend, comes to your flat one day. You're used to it by now. He's sad, terribly sad. Or at least that's what he shows. "You know that person I was talking to ?" Another lie, he never talked to anyone beside you. And he plans on staying like that. But he told you he was slowly trying to forget about 'his ex', that he was trying to come out of his shell. And also he wanted to make you jealous by telling you he was talking to someone. (it didnt work, he was devastated) "They kind of called me a creep" and he laughs nervously, like he's ashamed to tell you that. (he's not) "They didn't like that I was clingy." And you try to be objective. "You know, people except different things in a relation. Maybe you were indeed too much for them but..." And then his eyes water and you feel bad. "Shit. I'm... Are you okay ? I wasn't insulting..." He doesn't want you to finish that. Because he doesn't want to hear you contradict him. So, thinking you said something stupid, you try to comfort him but now that he got you feeling guilty, he'll lock himself in the bathroom while this time, you're the one following him. He'll act like he's embarrassed to cry before you while in reality that shit is his most powerful technique. He'll cry before you every fucking day if he needed to.

💠Yan!Ethan Landry who calls you when he's ghostface, playing with you to see your reactions. He's the type to talk about himself (Ethan) to you to see what do you think about him. Yeah, he's fucked up.

➛"Do you like scary movies ?" ask a changed voice. You frown your brow, taking the phone away from your ear to look at it. As if the face of the caller would appear. "Who are you ?" "Answer the question, pretty." "Don't call me that." A silence pass. Ethan didnt know how to contain his feelings. He was so happy to talk to you ! And in his costume, he was so much more confident ! He was able to tell you things he never did ! "I like scary movie. And you ?" you finally respond in a sigh. Ethan decides to skip this part, rushing to what's interest him. "Do you have a boyfriend ?" "Will my answer change the way you act with me ?" "Maybe" "I don't have a boyfriend, or any kind of partner for that matter." The boy on the other side of the phone was trembling in joy. His cheeks were crimson red. "Good".

➛For the umpteenth time this week, the phone ring. "Please leave me alone." you said, still scared by the call; you answered the phone, again, because he once threatened to come get you if you didn't. You wouldn't have been so terrified if he hadn't told you your exact adress, proving you that he was indeed watching. No way you were going to try him. "I was thinking about your little boyfriend recently. Ethan, right ?" "He's not my boyfriend, leave him alone. He did nothing." As much as he despised the way you dismissed your relation with him, Ethan was euphoric to think you were trying to protect him. "He's not, hm ?" He was shaking from joy thanks to this call. "How would you react seeing his dismembered head in your mailbox, hm ? You'd cry ? I bet you'd cry all your pretty tears for him. I'd like that." "Stop..." "Do you think he'd cry seeing your cute little head in his mailbox ?" And he couldn't stop himself. "I'm sure he'd be devastated. He's so fucking pitiful. I'm sure he wants to fuck you but he's too much of a coward to do so, huh ? Would you like being fucked by him ? To fuck that whore ? Tell me, pretty. Should I send you his head ?"

Plus, the best part was when you'd run to him crying and telling him how much you're scared. Then, Ethan could be your knight in shining armor, promising you he'd protect you from your stalker. And it worked ! Strangely, each time you were stuck to him, Ghostface didn't call.

If only you knew.

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[aalyssah]

Makeover

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Fluff!

Word Count: 1,363

Summary: You see Bucky with another women and sadness fills your body, so you get a makeover to impress him.

A/N: I have a love hate with this one. Hope You Enjoy!

You don't know if you're jealous because Bucky is talking with another female, or because you're not that girl.

Bucky has been hanging out with some blondie named Brittany, or something like that recently and to say that you aren't jealous would be a huge lie. Ever since Bucky introduced you to Brittany, it's like she took over his mind and made it all about her.

You were Bucky's best friend, you were the one that should be at his side, laughing, but you weren't. You were sitting at the bar from a far, watching the two. You always had a crush on Bucky, so when seeing this broke you, but you weren't about to say anything.

You were too busy watching them, you didn't realize the two redheads coming from behind you. "Hey, pretty lady." You jumped back, putting a hand over your chest. "Jeez guys, you scared me." Wanda laughed and noticed how sad you looked. "What are you looking at?"

Nat knew exactly what you were looking at, but she wanted to see if you would admit it. "Oh nothing, just thinking about hitting the dance floor." You lie, messing with the like in your drink. Nat and Wanda shared a look. "Y/n, you know you can tell us anything. Right?" Wanda's soft voice made you look at her.

You nodded your head. "Of course I can." You looked back at the duo seeing Brittany whispering something in Bucky's ear. "It's Bucky and that girl isn't it?" You looked at them, eyes wide. "N-no, it has n-nothing to do about Bucky!" The quickness and stuttering in your answer wasn't so believable. "Y/n."

Wanda's voice was known as her warning voice and you knew if you don't tell the truth, she likes to read your mind. "Okay! It's about Bucky." Nat chuckled, shaking her head. "Why won't you just tell him?"

You looked at Nat like she was crazy. "Your kidding, right? You want me to look like a fool? God, I can't even talk to him without stuttering like a schoolgirl." You sighed, putting your head on the table.

Wanda and Nat saw how upset you looked. "Besides, it seems he's really interested in Brittany." They knew you were referring to Brittany and to be honest, they didn't like her either. "Nat leaned closer, so the 3 of you were in a circle. "If you want, I can take care of her. Nobody will know."

Wanda gasped, slapping her shoulder. "Nat, no! Y/n, just needs a little makeover." You looked at them, 'offended' putting a hand over your chest. "Are you saying I'm ugly?” Wanda’s eyes grew big as she shook her head fast. "No, no, you're beautiful! It's just maybe you need to freshen up. Y'know?"

You looked down at your clothing choices. A hoodie and sweatpants, your nail polish coming off, hair in a messy bun, you weren't the most appealing, especially for someone like Bucky. "Ooo, I know exactly where to go. Let's start tomorrow!" You guys made plans for having you get a makeover.

The makeover should be done by the time Tony hosts his new year party.

~

The next day, you were woken up earlier in the morning by a smiling Nat and Wanda. "Wakey, wakey! Time to go get my nails done!" You groaned, turning over and pulling the blanket up. "5 more minutes." Wanda frowned, before making red circles around the room.

You shot up fast, standing up. "I'm up, I'm up!" Wanda smiled and walked out. You got ready before going in the car.

That day, Wanda and Nat took you to get your nails and feet done, and also your hair. You were loving it right now and you were already surprised by the change. The next day followed the same, except, you went to go pick out a dress.

You saw a black and white striped dress that you loved dearly. Everything about it was stunning and you couldn't resist getting it. Pretty much, everything was done with you. You got your nails and feet done, hair done, picked out a dress, got waxed, you did everything you wouldn't never have thought you would.

You never thought of yourself as beautiful or pretty, but now that you try to look good, you see the difference and you love it. So much confidence was in yourself when you looked in the mirror, knowing that you were still the same girl as before. Before you knew it, it was time for the New Year's party.

You haven't heard from Nat or Wanda since yesterday and it made you nervous. You needed your hype girls with you, especially on a night like this, but they were nowhere to be seen. You checked the time to see it being 10:37. It was getting close to the time.

You put your dress on, and doing your makeup you got a text from the girls, telling you to come down. You were nervous as you kept looking at yourself in the mirror. You felt as if something was wrong with your hair, or your dress didn't look right. Sucking it up, you walked down the steps slowly.

It was like time slowed as your clicking in the heels were heard. You appeared at the body, brushing my off your dress after seeing some lint in it, not noticing the way everyone looked at you. Nat and Wanda looked like a proud mother as you walked to them.

"Everyone's looking at me. It's weird." You whispered, taking a sip of Wanda's drink. "Yeah, someone special is looking at you and I think he's coming over here right now." Your breath stopped as you turned around and saw Bucky coming over. He was wearing a similar suit to you, making you look at Wanda and Nat.

They gave you a thumbs up, walking away and leaving you alone. You took a deep breath, saying the first word. "Hey, Buck." Bucky wanted to say something, but nothing came out of his mouth. All he could do was stare. "Buck, you okay?" Buck snapped out of whatever trance he was in.

"Y-yeah, sorry it's just, you look so beautiful." You blushed at his compliment, waving him off. "Nah, it's all you." Bucky looked at you up and down and then at him, noticing you were matching. "You're wearing my suit. Well, your dress." You two shared a laugh shaking your head.

"Can we go outside and talk?" You agreed, looking back at Wand and Nat, seeing them waving bye. You rolled your eyes and followed Bucky. You both looked up at the stars, in silence. "Natasha and Wanda told me about how you felt."

You felt your heart jump out your chest. "T-they did?" Bucky shook his head, while looking at you. "Yeah, they told me about your opinion on Brittany." Sweat clinging to your forehead as you try to think of an excuse. "W-well whatever they said wasn't true.

They were just j-joking because y'know-" Bucky cut you off.

"Oh no, I totally agree with you." You looked at him shocked, mouth agape. "O-oh." Bucky laughed hearing you were so shocked. "She is so annoying! Constantly touching me, whispering in my ear, I could do nothing, but fake laugh." You smiled hearing him sound happy.

"I didn't want her by my side. I wanted someone else." The real smile dropped from your face, replaced by a fake one after hearing him say he wants someone else. It couldn't be you, right? "I wanted you. I wanted you to be with me, but for some reason, you didn't want to come." Oh, how you were wrong.

You couldn't tell if he was joking or not. "Really?" You sounded shocked which made him confused. "Of course. I love you." Your heart melted at those words.

You wanted nothing more than to jump on him and smother him with kisses. “I-I love you too.” His hand slowly inched towards yours, until making contact and holding yours.

“Just so you know, Y/n. You don’t need a makeover to impress me.”

#bucky barnes #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes one shot #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes fic #marvel fluff

[every-aj-needs-an-angel]

Happy Birthday to the lovely @estrellami-1 I hope you're feeling better and that you're having a wonderful day ❤️

Eddie wasn't sure who the party was supposed to be for, he wasn't sure Steve knew either to be fair. It was someone's birthday party, he'd seen a sash on one of the girls, couldn't say for sure which one though. And of course it was hosted, as all parties were these days, at the Harrington residence.

He remembers Wayne telling him that no-one had seen Harrington Senior or his wife since just after the Byers kid went missing, so Eddie supposed that made this massive mansion all Steve's.

And it'd been obvious since his massive blow up with Wheeler that he'd just stopped giving a fuck.

So Tommy and his band of merry fuckheads organised parties in Steve's house, and made a fortune out of it too, even though Steve wasn't really even friends with any of them anymore.

Not that Eddie cared. He didn't. The bigger the parties, the more parties they had, the more money he made. It was all the same to him.

Just sometimes, Steve would catch his eye across a classroom or like now across a party and Eddie thought that he looked kinda… lonely. Not that he was sure why Steve would choose to be that way, he might've fallen from grace but the guy was still gorgeous, he could have anyone he wanted; but he just seemed to wander ghostlike around the edges of life these days.

It seemed like forever since Eddie had last seen him smile, not sneer or grimace like he tended to now but a proper eye crinkling, dimple showing smile. Not for a lack of trying on Eddie's part of course, he'd taken to acting like a jester trying to get the fallen king to even so much as smirk, but his attempts haven't worked so far.

He thought he'd managed it earlier, during English when they were discussing male protagonists and he'd said Steve would make a pretty good Mr Darcy and winked exaggeratedly at him but his face had just gone through a multitude of expressions before he'd huffed in annoyance and leaned back in his seat with his arms crossed, staring grumpily out of the window.

Eddie didn't know why he was so determined to fix him. They weren't friends, they were barely even acquaintances, but Wayne always said he had a tendency for strays and even though Steve's house was brimming with people, Eddie knew as well as Steve did that if he didn't have all this, he'd be well and truly alone, which thinking about it was probably why he was letting the dickhead jocks walk all over him.

Tonight was the third party Eddie's worked here in as many weeks and he's made a fortune but Tommy decided to start a fight with the birthday girl's boyfriend, which is one way to kill a party he supposes, so now everyone's starting to make their way home, groups of teens staggering their way down the middle of the road; which is just plain stupid really, they're all going to get caught, not that Eddie gives a fuck, keeping the cops busy on the main roads gives him chance to get away unnoticed.

He knows better than to draw attention to himself like that, he learned a long time ago to only work parties with a good escape route, so he heads straight to the sliding doors, that way he can slip out through the backyard and take his chances with whatever creatures live in the forest.

That's the plan anyway.

Until…

"Eddieeee!!" Steve yells, drunk as a skunk and half dangling out of the sunlounger he's supposed to be sitting in, reaching towards him and making grabby hands.

"Harrington," he greets wearily, he's been surreptitiously watching Steve all night, he knows he's had four too many and knows all too well how unpredictable drunk people can be, if it wasn't for the fact that he and Wayne need the money he wouldn't even be here.

Steve just sulks, sticking his bottom lip out in a pout, all big sad eyes, "Don't call me that," he mutters. Eddie doesn't say anything, just rocks on the balls on his feet and watches as Steve tries and fails to right himself, "Help?" he pleads like a toddler and Eddie can't help feeling endeared, he sighs, shaking his head to himself as he walks over to the sunlounger, picking Steve up under the arms, like the baby he's acting like and gets him settled properly.

"There you go," Eddie mutters, patting him gently on the head.

"Thanks," Steve mumbles, a surprised look on his face and a blush spreading across his cheeks, tapping the space in front of him in invitation for Eddie to sit and as much as part of him thinks it's a terrible idea, he knows if he leaves he'd be leaving him alone in this state and he just can't do that, so he sits.

"Hi," Eddie says, for a lack of anything else to say.

"Hi," Steve greets, a dopey smile on his face blinking owlishly at him, but then his face shifts like he's just remembered he's supposed to be annoyed with him, "Why'd you call me that earlier?" Steve asks petulantly.

Eddie frowns, he hasn't called Steve anything, at least not that he can remember, "Your name?" he clarifies.

Steve shakes his head excessively, "Mr Darcy!" he spits with a snarl, like it's a swear word, "You've been nice to me for weeks and then you went and said that!" he whines.

Suddenly the weariness is back in Eddie's stomach, tries to think why Steve might be insulted and comes up empty, "I don't know, does generous, kind and good looking not suit you?" he babbles before he can really think about how that sounds coming from another guy.

Steve's face does something complicated, he opens his mouth to say something, shuts it, his face changing expression, opens and closes his mouth again before settling on a confused but soft little "oh".

Now that he knows he's not about to get punched, Eddie relaxes a bit, and curiosity killed the cat or whatever because against his better judgement he asks, "What did you think I meant?"

Steve shrugs and looks forlornly at the ground, "What everyone else thinks. That I'm an elitist, condescending wanker. That you'd been being nice to me as a joke so it'd hurt all the more when you were mean. I got drunk because I was sad because I thought we were friends but you were just playing a prank on me," Steve tells him and there's such sincerity and pain in his eyes it hurts to even look at him.

But Eddie can't help it, he's beyond surprised so he can't stop his eyebrows hitting his hairline, "Friends?" The fallen king of Hawkins High wants to be his friend? Was hurt when he thought Eddie wasn't his friend? Cares at all what Eddie thinks about him? That's way beyond his comprehension.

Steve just smiles dopily at him, lifting Eddie's chin with a gentle finger to make Eddie look at him and it's like being gut punched because who'd've thought this sweet, vulnerable guy was hiding inside Steve Harrington this whole time?

"Yes, friends! Do you wanna be my friend, Eddie?" And all Eddie can do is nod because he's been thrown back into a memory long since forgotten, of two little boys playing together in the forest, games of pirates and cowboys and aliens and those same hazel eyes looking deep into his soul and asking that very same question.

Jesus H Christ!

A gust of wind blows through the yard making Steve shiver bodily but given his clumsy movements earlier, Eddie wonders how to get him inside without risking him falling in the pool, because everyone else has definitely already left and Eddie can swim but not well enough to rescue someone who's drunk and not fully in control of all their limbs.

But Steve for all his height and his muscles isn't actually all that heavy, not in comparison to band equipment, he could probably manage…

Eddie twists slightly away from Steve, "Right, hop on," he instructs, tapping his shoulder. Steve just gives him a puzzled look, Eddie smiles encouragingly, "I'm gonna give you a piggyback indoors. I don't want you to drown!"

Steve smiles then, really smiles, and if Eddie knew it was this easy he'd've done it weeks ago, and wraps his arms loosely around Eddie's neck and his legs tightly around his waist.

Eddie tries not to think too closely about it, he's known for a long time that he's queer, knows full well endearing, pretty jocks are his type, knows that tightening in his chest isn't because Steve is heavy but more because their cheeks are smushed together and they're sharing the same breath and Eddie can smell his aftershave and the beer he's been drinking and for some reason when it's coming from Steve it isn't making him want to hurl.

The house is an absolute shittip but whoever was last out at least had the decency to turn off the music and turn out all the lights, so Eddie just slides the door shut behind them and heads straight for the stairs. Steve grips a little tighter, leaning into Eddie making balancing easier but other than that he makes no effort to leave Eddie's grasp.

He's waddling up the stairs but only because Steve's long, long legs are in the way. A secret part of Eddie thinks about doing this regularly, having Steve this close, so pliable and snuggly. Eddie feels a little guilty about it but he can't help himself from filing the memory away for rainy days when he feels sad, it's just such a priceless moment, chances are this is never gonna happen again.

"Which one's yours?" he asks when they reach the landing and he's faced with several closed doors. Steve doesn't say anything, just sighs heavily and points Eddie in the right direction.

Eddie steps forward, twisting the doorknob, the door swinging open, and flicking the light on to reveal his room looks… exactly how Eddie expected it to and suddenly he can't keep the fond smile off his face, because of course Steve has plaid wallpaper and matching curtains, it's so cliche it's adorable.

He walks over to the bed, turns so he's facing the door and drops Steve unceremoniously onto the mattress making him giggle uncontrollably. Eddie turns back to watch him because how can he not? He made Steve giggle! It's the most beautiful sound he's ever heard, even when he breathes in too fast and he snorts, his eyes are all crinkled in the corners, showing off his dimples and his perfectly straight teeth, he really is just perfect.

Eddie tries not to let his affection bleed through onto his face but he must do a pretty poor job because when Steve opens his eyes to look at him, his breath hitches and he stops laughing. And Eddie kicks himself because the house is far too silent without Steve's quiet laughter. He needs to get out of Steve's bedroom but he can't leave without getting him some provisions for the morning. He glances around and spots the ensuite in the corner, nipping inside and grabbing a glass of water and a packet of paracetamol from the medicine cabinet, wandering back out to leave them on the bedside, dragging the wastepaper basket closer to the bed just in case.

Steve is now more settled in bed, head on his pillow, snuggled up under the covers, Eddie smiles, putting on his persona so he can make it out of here alive and hopefully with his heart still intact because if he gets any cuter Eddie isn't sure he'll be able handle it.

"Okay, my liege! Now thou art safely in thy bedchamber, I shall bid thee adieu," Eddie says with a bow, he feels okay about leaving him now he's got him all set up and safely in bed.

Steve grins at his dramatics but frowns when what Eddie said sinks in, "Wait!" he yells unnecessarily given Eddie hadn't really made any attempt to leave, even though that's what he said he was going to do.

Eddie's eyebrows raise all by themselves, reaching new heights when Steve pats the bed beside him, "Stay," he whispers and how is Eddie supposed to deny him? He can't even use Wayne as an excuse because the poor bloke's at work, all Eddie would be going home to would be a cold trailer and crap TV, how could that ever compare?

He tries to think of a reason because this is so far from a good idea but Steve wants to be friends and he so clearly needs a friend and Eddie can do that, he can be here for his friend.

"You sure?" he checks but when Steve nods vigorously in reply all his misgivings leave him, he sits on the edge of the bed as far from Steve as he can get, leaning back on his hands, looking at him expectantly, waiting for him to say whatever it was he wanted to say.

Except Steve doesn't say anything, he just gets a hold of his wrist and pulls knocking Eddie flat onto his back, his head landing in Steve's lap and it happens so quickly all Eddie can do is blink up at him. Steve smiles like he's won the jackpot and starts running his fingers through Eddie's hair like he's petting a cat and Eddie daren't even breathe let alone move but it feels so good his toes are curling in his Docs and when Steve starts to giggle again he realises it's because he's enjoying it so much he's making little noises in the back of his throat.

"Sorry," Eddie mutters but Steve just shakes his head fondly and continues his ministrations, just watching Eddie watching him but it's been a long day, between school and the party and Eddie can feel his eyes drooping no matter how hard he tries to fight it.

He isn't sure how long he lays there for but his legs have been dangling over the edge so long even his shins have pins and needles when Steve rouses him with a gentle tugging of his hand and a whispered "C'mon, get in!"

Eddie does as he's asked, absentmindedly kicking off his Docs and getting settled on top of the blankets, both of them laying on their sides facing one another.

"Night, Stevie," Eddie mumbles, already half asleep, only just feeling Steve place his hand into his own, interlinking their fingers and leaving a kiss on his knuckles with a whispered, "Goodnight, love."

(I hated this fucking ending so much because I did the typical thing of thinking of it without writing it down and not to give tmi but whilst in the shower I just remembered I wanted it to be "Goodnight, Teddy." and now I'm just mentally kicking the crap out of myself because I posted it with the wrong ending 😭😭😭 sorry @estrellami-1)

#happy birthday #so sorry about the grammar and the tense changes. i am terrible at this #steddie #is this an au? idk anymore #steddie au-ish #steve harrington #eddie munson #aj writes

[kwnnys]

— craig tucker fluff alphabet !

fluff alphabet : g/n reader a/n : i went through all stages of grief editing this. pls enjoy. 🥰

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

craig is not the best at physical affection, so you'll have to be the one to initiate it most of the time.

he does sometimes intertwine pinkies and holds your hand, but only sometimes.

its not that he doesn't like it, it just doesn't really occur in his mind to initiate pda and stuff like that.

he much prefers verbal affection or acts of service. telling you just how much he appreciates you and helping you with chores or homework is much better in his opinion.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

you and craigs friendship started when you both were in detention, and you threw a paper airplane right on mr. mackeys head while he was napping.

"hey! who did that?! you better come up mkay. that is very irresponsible and-"

you both snickered and put your hands on your mouths, trying to stop yourselves from laughing.

mr. mackey sadly heard craig though, and immediately accused him.

"craig, did you do that? now listen here young man. I am tired of your attitude and games- did you just flip me off?!"

you couldn't help it and started laughing hysterically, damn you and your shit humor.

you both got detention for 2 weeks.

but after that day, you started hanging around craig more and more and eventually made your way in his little gang.

hes pretty protective of you, constantly flipping off anyone who talks bad about you. also prolly gatekeeps you from everyone else.

he lets you hold stripe before anyone else, and even lets you feed him! the cute little thing.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

craig is a pretty cuddly guy when you both are alone, spooning is an absolute must!

he doesn't mind whichever position, though he prefers being the big spoon. so that he can feel your soft body against his.

he doesn't mind little spooning at all though.

if you lay your head against his chest while cuddling, he'll get soo happy.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

hes absolutely down to get married and live a happy life with you if you're down too.

craig will probably be the one working most of the time, but he doesn't mind being a malewife/househusband either.

it honestly just depends on you.

hes not the best cook, but definitely not the worst either.

hes pretty lazy when it comes to cleaning, always telling himself he'll 'do it later'

ends up never happening though.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

hes heartbroken, but he knows this has to be done.

he will act awfully weird and awkward the whole day, especially around you.

"hey craig, can I borrow a pencil?"

"huh- oh uhh.. yeah here."

he ends up approaching you about 20 minutes after classes, when theres not much people around.

"I really love you y/n. but... this is for the best."

after the breakup. he'll seek comfort in his room and stripe. refusing to leave for the next few days.

he finds it hard to cry, so he'll try to force himself to.

hes not insensitive of course not, its just hard for him since he rarely does it.

after a few days he'll check his phone and text all his friends back, though still heartbroken and sad.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

craig struggles with commitment, but he'll do everything in his power to make you feel loved and special. just in his own way.

hes pretty neutral about marriage, but again if you're down. hes down.

he wouldn't want to get engaged too quickly of course- perhaps give it a good 3 years. maybe 4.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

craig is very gentle with you physically.

his touches are soft and careful, and he always asks you before touching you. he doesn't want to make you uncomfortable.

also pretty gentle with you emotionally, but he does struggle a few times since hes not used to emotions.

he is trying though! always reassuring you and making sure you feel special and loved.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

the guy loves hugs. especially from you.

though he doesn't initiate hugs most of the time, he will gladly accept any hug without hesitation.

craigs hugs are short, but warm and cuddly. his hands lingering and ruffling your hair as he kisses your neck.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

love is a very strong and meaningful word, especially to craig.

so he takes his time before actually saying it. he needs time to make sure the feelings he has for you (whether romantic or platonic) are real, and true.

but once he does make sure and finally does says it, he says it.

and he'll say it over and over and over again.

you're leaving his house? "bye, love you."

you both bump into each other on the way to class? "love you."

you give him any kind of gift for any random occasion? "I love you."

he starts saying it everyday, all day. and he'll keep saying it till the day that love dies.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

craig is a chill and laid back guy, and hes not one to get jealous often.

but on the rare occasions when he does, he gets pissed.

he'll secretly flip off the person thats making him jealous and stick his tongue out.

he'd hold you much closer, wrapping his hands around your waist and kissing your nape as he glares.he'll also ask you random questions like "hey babe, what time is it?" or "honey, what do you want for lunch?" while your talking with said person, just to let them know that you're his and only his.

you'll whisper to him a 'whats wrong?' and he'll shrug, asking what you mean and that nothing is wrong.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

craigs kisses are passionate and meaningful, and when you two are kissing, he doesn't care about anything else.

he kisses you everywhere, your lips, cheeks, neck.

but hes most fond of kissing your nape and hands, something about it just feels so intimate.

he loves when you kiss him on his forehead, his ears and face flushing a bright pink whenever you do.

he just loves you so much, and wants you to feel the same way.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

craig doesn't dislike children, but doesn't exactly like them either.

he'll make a disgusted face and scowl when he sees a child crying or throwing a tantrum and laugh out loud when a child trips and falls, not caring if the parent is nearby.

will also not hesitate to flip a child off if they annoy him.

however he does has a soft spot for his little sister, tricia. and is always there to comfort her whenever she needs it.

when you point it out though he will deny it, saying that he only does it cause he doesn't want to hear her cry and whine. which is obviously a lie but he'll never admit it🤫

extra : you caught him playing dress up with tricia once.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

craig is not a morning person at all. and most mornings spent with him is just you trying to crawl out of bed as he clings onto you.

no matter how much you try to wriggle out of his grasp, he just won't let go. you whine and lightly hit his arm but to no avail.

but when you do manage to get out of bed, he'll frown and pout, using a pillow to cuddle with instead.

some lucky occasions you cave and stay in bed with him, much to the raven haired boys delight. he'll kiss your cheek and mumble about how much he loves you before dozing off again.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

nights with craig are usually spent playing with stripe and watching movies. he'll place the little creature on his lap, petting it while his head rests on your shoulder.

other nights are spent either hanging out with craigs gang, or just playing games together.

but no matter what you two do, the night will always end in you snuggling against craigs chest as he strokes your hair.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

craig is not a very open person, so it will definitely take a while before you can really get to know more about him.

its not cause of any trust issues or anything like that, he just doesn't really think to tell you about him in the first place.

you'll probably have to be the one to ask him about things, and hes more than happy to tell you if you're both close enough.

he doesn't tell you much about his problems, mostly because he doesn't wanna trouble you with it. but if you insist then he will slowly but surely open up to you more.

in the end, hes always glad and feels better after talking with you.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

like I said before, craig is a pretty chill and laid back guy.

he doesn't get angered often, and mostly just resorts to flipping people off when they annoy him.

the only thing that really gets him angry or mad is when someone insults a person he deeply loves and care about (or sometimes a guinea pig)

its rare to see craig get mad or angry, but when he does he immediately tries to cool himself down, he hates letting you see him like this so he either walks away from the situation or just take a deep breaths.

he does calms down fairly quick though, so its not much of a problem.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

craigs a forgetful guy, but not when it comes to you!

he'll remember every small detail about you. your favorite bands and songs, your favorite sweets and candy, he'll even remember all the moles and birthmarks on your body.

he likes buying things he knows you like. stuffed animals, bracelets, figures, etc.

and he absolutely adores the face you make when you see what he got you, your eyes glimmering in happiness as you thank him. he just loves it.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

his favorite moment with you was your guys first date. he brought you to a fancy italian restaurant, per cartmans suggestion.

why he listened to cartman of all people was a mystery.

anyways, he asked his best buds to assist him while on the date, and they ended up reserving a table right in front of the one for you and craig.

he was hella nervous, his palms sweating as he looked at his phone over a dozen times to check if he got any messages from you.

once you arrived though, he slightly relaxed abit.

you two ended up having an awesome time. though it was mostly you doing the talking, but he snorted and made a few comments here and there .

once the date ended, he offered to walk you home. to which you happily accepted.

his hand brushed against yours as you talked to him about your interests, though he seemed out of it.

he ended up only staring at your face the whole time and not hearing any word you said.

after you arrived home you thanked him, and gave him a quick peck on the cheek before skipping inside.

his eyes widened and his face went red as you left him there, completely paralyzed.

poor boy walked back home completely on cloud nine, a dorky smile plastered on his face.

he ended up thinking about you the whole night, and even dreamed about you spoiling him with kisses and affection.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

he is very protective about you, especially if you hang around stan and his friends.

he'll always insist on coming with you on your little adventures, making sure you stay safe and sound.

however when you refuse he'll pout and frown, but ultimately decides to respect your decision.

he will text you alot though, asking you about where you are and if you're ok every few hours.

its not you he doesn't trust, its them.

he will get less overprotective over you as your relationship grows, though.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

he puts in as much effort as he can. he wants you to know how much he truly cares about you, and will do everything in his power to make you feel loved.

on very special occasions he'll ask help from some friends who have experience or his parents.

"should I get this or this for y/n? or should I get both?"

absolutely loves spoiling the shit out of you, he'll buy you whatever you want and whatever he can afford to make you happy.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

craigs bad habit is obviously the need to always problem solve.

sometimes you have problems that you dont want to solve right away. and thats... confusing in craigs mind.

to him, solving the problem as quick as possible is better so that you won't have to deal with it, so then why are you crying and yelling at him for suggesting ideas to help?

he doesn't get it, he really doesn't. hes trying to help you, so then why are you so upset?

he asks all the smartest people he knows about what to do, but to no avail.

he decides to just ask you himself about what you want him to do and what you need to feel better.

you tell him that you just want someone to comfort you, to hold you and talk through your emotions with you. and so he does.

he holds you, stroking your hair as you sob into his chest. he mutters a few words of affirmation here and there, but mostly lets you do the talking.

after you feel better, he'll make you a cup of your favorite drink and give it to you. cuddling you and kissing your puffy eyes as you fall asleep in his arms.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

craig never really cared much about his appearance or about how people see him.

it was only until you came into his life, that he started actually putting in an effort to look good.

he started brushing his hair before school and getting into the recent fashion trends. its a bit of a hassle, but its all worth it when you compliment his looks and outfit in the hallways!

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

very much. when you leave south park for whatever reason (whether temporarily or permanently) it feels like a chunk of him left with you.

he suddenly doesn't have the urge to attend his classes, or dress up nicely. he'll be even more stoic than usual and would get annoyed much more often.

not a day goes by he doesn't think of you, always pulling out his phone to send you a message or to check your social media accounts.

he misses you dearly, and the only thing that really helps him cope is stripe and the gifts you had bought for him.

he'll sometimes cuddle his pillow at night, imagining it to be you. tears prickling his eyes as he sniffles.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

you both rant to each other about your hyperfixations (autistic moment).

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

skip

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

he has a habit of grinding his teeth while he sleeps, and it drives you insane.

when you confront him about it he'll shrug and deny it, saying theres no way he would grind his teeth while sleeping and that it was probably stripe.

in the end you'd have to buy noise cancelling earbuds because you just couldn't handle the noise.

#— elys works #craig tucker #craig tucker x reader #south park x reader #south park fluff #south park #south park x reader fluff #my name is craig tucker #last week was my birthday #x reader #tweak tweek #fanfiction #fluff alphabet #fluff tag #autism

[mdzs-owns-my-ass-i-guess]

Pretty colors

This was supposed to be for Wei Wuxian's birthday, but just like him, I was in the Burial Mounds and couldn't bring myself to do anything but survive - so here I am, comically late, with this cute little thing.

Enjoy <3

Today is Wei Wuxian's birthday - but he doubts anybody knows it, and frankly, this is no time to celebrate either. It has not been that long since he rescued the Wen remnants from the cruel working camps the Jin threw them in, so he must keep his guard up still - although, to be fair, he has never been relaxed ever since the Burial Mounds became his wretched home.

Not to mention that he cannot afford a celebration either - they're all on the brink of poverty, on the brink of death, so such frivolous things pale in the face of the sheer need for survival. There is barely enough food for everyone and the money is so scarce that they can barely afford the most basic of ingredients - of course there is no room for gifts or treats of any kind in such condition.

This is one of the main reasons why Wei Wuxian has decided he will be spending this entire day like he spends the rest of them - holed up in his cave, inventing all sorts of things to cover up the empty helplessness behind the place where his golden core had once thrummed power into his meridians.

Because he knows that, despite the dire conditions and the many things that they lack, the Wen remnants will do their utmost to give him something, to mark this day as special - they're all so kind, so giving, but Wei Wuxian knows they are also still vaguely afraid of him. So of course they would sacrifice a day's worth of food or clothing to offer him something as gratitude - and Wei Wuxian does not want that. They are suffering enough as it is and don't need to add to their burden.

So, Wei Wuxian sits at his makeshift desk that is nothing more than a conveniently flat piece of rock and begins writing, drawing and testing out talismans, stubbornly refusing to think about how different last year was on his birthday.

How his friends were still alive, rowdy as ever, and how Jiang Yanli would make him a special kind of cake he got to eat all on his own no matter how much the others whined about wanting some too. How he received all sorts of gifts the proof of whose existence is only now a faded memory. They all burned down when Lotus Pier was attacked.

How much easier life was - or rather, how much more comfortable. Of course, Wei Wuxian isn't a vain man and he does not care much for luxury and riches. But he still thinks of his warm bed in the Lotus Pier, of the plentiful food and the frivolous entertainment in the streets, and though he doesn't regret anything - neither giving up his core, nor saving the Wens - he does long for that life's pleasures every now and then.

Today he can't even really eat. There isn't enough for him too no matter how much granny argues otherwise - and even if he cannot practice inedia anymore, he is used to being hungry, so it's okay. A-Yuan and Wen Qing and granny need to eat more than he does. And it's not like he can treat himself with some wine or anything like that either - the money need to be used for other things.

In fact, the only thing Wei Wuxian can hope to enjoy today is, perhaps, an early night's sleep, if the talisman he's been working on will be any good. And given the fact that he hasn't properly rested in months, this is more valuable than his dwindling weight in gold.

So, for his birthday this year, all Wei Wuxian is planning to do is sleep and pretend like this is all a bad dream.

---

It is sad, in a way, though. There is nobody from his past that cares enough for Wei Wuxian to remember that it's his birthday today. Rationally, he knows Jiang Cheng and Jiang Yanli cannot reach out to him, same for Nie Huaisang and even Lan Zhan. He is not someone people really want to associate themselves with anymore and that's understandable.

Still, a letter or something couldn't have been so bad, could it?

Wei Wuxian decides that these thoughts are a sign he should fulfill his plan and give himself a good night's sleep if nobody else bothered to gift him anything else.

So, he lays out his shoddy robes that serve as linen, and a blanket that's more tatters than wool, and just as he is about to wave the candles off, he hears the sound of many steps walking into his cave.

With Wen Ning, Wen Qing and A-Yuan in the lead, the Wen remnants fill the space, and smiling conspirationally at each other, they shout out a lively, excited "happy birthday!"

The cave echoes with it, and the clapping and joyous laughter that follow - and Wei Wuxian is so shocked that he doesn't react at all until he feels A-Yuan hug at his legs tightly as he giggles a "Are you surprised, Xian-gege?"

Wei Wuxian realizes that he's crying only when he feels hot droplets slide down his cheeks. "I... thank you, all of you... but how did you know?"

Wen Qing smiles proudly. "A-Ning told me! You know, back then, when you were the only person that was nice to him at the archery competition, he became a little obsessed with you-"

"That's not true at all!" Wen Ning defends quickly and, if he was alive, he would be beet red. "I just wanted to know a bit about you, that's all... stuff like your birthday and..."

Laughter is pulled out of Wei Wuxian before he knows it. "That's a bit stalkerish, you know?"

"It wasn't like that at all!" Wen Ning tries, flustering even further, "I was just-"

"I'm joking, it's okay. And anyway, you saved my life and Jiang Cheng's, so I guess I can at least overlook the stalking in exchange."

"It wasn't stalking!"

Wei Wuxian laughs again, and Wen Ning can't help but join in a little bit, as much as his dead vocal cords allowed it.

"Anyway," Wen Qing continues, "We figured you'd be sulking here by yourself all day cause there's nowhere to party here, so..." she hands him a jar of what is definitely Emperor's Smile, "...we brought the party to you!"

He takes the wine with trembling hands. "I really cam't accept this... it's so expensive-"

"Well it's not like we can return it now! It came here all the way from Gusu!" Uncle Four shouts, and a few of his family smile knowingly amongst themselves.

"Gusu...?" Wei Wuxian mutters to himself, and his eyes soften even more. Lan Zhan.

"Oh and this came from Yunmeng." Wen Qing adds as she hands the other another jar, an enticing aroma flowing through the cave. "It's some kind of curry, but when I tried smelling it, it was like sinking my face into hellfire. It's apparently one of your favorites!"

"But..." Wei Wuxian starts, heart stuttering at the thought of Yanli and Jiang Cheng conspiring to have this brought to him, "...there isn't enough for everyone..."

"We want none of that, young man!" Granny laughs. "You eat it!"

At this, Wei Wuxian laughs with her, though he cannot help wondering if his body will be able to take so much spice now, despite his love for it.

"I made you something too!" A-Yuan interjects suddenly. "I know that people get flowers on their birthday but there are no flowers here and uncle Ning doesn't wanna let me steal from the markets, so..." he produces a little bouquet of colorful leaves, all tied together with a piece of one of his hair ribbons. They're all sorts of shades of red and orange, like pieces of sunset captured from the few sunny days that end in a spectacle of colors. They're neatly arranged, from the most vibrant shade of vermillion, to the palest amber, like a muted rainbow.

"Auntie Qing and I also made this." A-Yuan says as he hands Wei Wuxian a little envelope with a bit of yellow talisman paper hanging out at the top. "It's like one of those drawings you work on all day, but this one shines in all sorts of pretty colors! It's for when you have a really bad day, to make you feel better!"

All Wei Wuxian can do is pick the boy up and cry, hiding into his hair to mask his tears. "Thank you, little one. I love them. And I love you. All of you."

--

Wei Wuxian shouts out as he feels pain tear through him as unforgivingly as resentful energy bites at his bloody, mauled body. Everything hurts beyond words, beyond imagination, and his legs give out against the cruel onslaught of ghostly claws gauging at his flesh. It won't be long now before he'll be left without a voice, without eyesight, without life.

And though he has accepted it, and has stopped trying to fight the inevitable, there is still some will in him left for one thing before the world goes dark with pain and decay.

In his sleeve, still intact in its little envelope, there is a talisman.

And with a little bit of blood, Wei Wuxian sees it light up, a tiny firework show, blues and reds and purples burning through the paper one after the other.

The paper dissintegrates, and so does he.

#mdzs #mo dao zu shi #writing attempts

[featherglum]

Silly transformers ocs that came to me in a dream (except I heavily altered the designs and lore from the original vision)

In the dream, I was browsing a website similar to artfight and saw a transformers oc named Priest ( @sonia-aquamarineson 's oc Gusty was on there too, but he was called Herring. This has no bearing on the rest of the lore, it was just funny). Priest's original design was a bit different from the current one and looked more like this:

(Made with this picrew and edited a bit to be more accurate. I didn't draw him because I wanted to get his design down ASAP before forgetting everything + I wasn't very confident in drawing tf characters yet.)

His lore was very inconsistent. A picture on his page implied that his alt mode was a speaker, but the first line of his description said it was a set of silverware. But that was contradicted too at the end where it said he was "a book with pages as brittle as his trust". There was also a mention of how someone cursed him and since then he just stayed at home.

There were also these 3 pictures that were, (allegedly) related to his backstory:

(Some nun looking with disapproval, Priest's human version looking sad or scared and finally, a weird Christmas tree with a face [what])

So yeah. Priest's backstory was pretty nonsensical, but thankfully after sharing the dream with Sonia (because Gusty was there briefly) we were both so normal about the guy that we decided to make his lore make sense.

Basically:

Pine was a cringefail scientist fed up with having his lab at some abandoned, rusty old base next to a junkyard in the middle of nowhere and wanted the other cons to finally respect him. So when his inventions weren't impressive enough, he had a different plan

He was going to kidnap some autobot and then contact their friends with a typical "grr hand over the secret info or your friend will die >:-[" message. But here's the twist! Before that, he would put a bomb inside the bot's chassis, which would activate when they leave the base. So even if the friends showed up to heroically rescue their bestie, they would still die anyway! Yippee!!

He managed to catch an unsuspecting bot, which happened to be Priest, and all seemed to be going well...

.. Until it turned out Priest was about as respected by the autobots as Pine was by the decepticons. When contacted, Priest's acquaintances couldn't care less about him possibly dying. They didn't seem too keen on heroically rescuing him, but didn't hand over the information Pine wanted, either.

Pine wasn't sure what to do. Sure, the bomb was already there, just waiting to be detonated. But on the other hand... was it really worth it? What's the point of this kind of murder when no one is watching?! When there's no one the lament the loss of their loved one?! And as much as he hated to admit it, he felt some sympathy for Priest, who was as much of a loser as he was.

Pine was like "ok, kidnapping's over, your murder is cancelled. Lemme take that bomb out of your chassis real quick. Then you can go wherever you want and forget this ever happened. Sorry for wasting your time". And yeah he took that bomb out but there was another problem.

Priest didn't really have anywhere to go and didn't want to come back to the autobots, considering how little they cared about him.

And so, he ended up staying with Pine and joining the decepticons (which had little to do with the actual ideology and more with wanting their partnership to look less suspicious). Priest spends his days helping Pine with his inventions and digging through the junkyard for any interesting devices he could use as an alt mode (since there isn't much else to do there, really). As such, he changes his alt mode very often and it's a bit hard to keep up with sometimes. However, one form he often comes back to is an arcade machine (which is the design pictured in his ref!)

Also don't ask how an arcade machine ended up in space. This is a ridiculous little story about a pathetic pine tree robot and and a guy named Priest. And it was based on a dream. Weirdness is unavoidable here.

Oh that was long. If you're still reading say. Uh. Idk just say something.

And shoutout to @sonia-aquamarineson yet again for helping me figure out the lore and her contributions to Pine's design!!

If anyone has questions about them, my asks are always open

#featherglum art #featherglum ocs #transformers #transformers oc #transformers animated #one time i dreamt #weird dreams #tfa #tfa oc #decepticons #decepticon oc #if anyone needs this to know how much smaller Priest really is #he's like tfa Bumblebee compared to Bulkhead #if you want more lore don't be afraid to send asks!! #I'll give them separate refs in the future so I may drop some extra info there hehe #tf oc #tf ocs #transformers fanart #transformers art #tf pine and priest

[ultraericthered]

As promised, here's my proposed rewrite treatment for Disney's Wish. It's not a super drastic revision so as to become an entirely different story from what we get in the film we have, it's one that makes just enough expansions, alterations, and fixes necessary to turn it from a good little Disney fairy tale flick into a truly great one. And personally, I've actually sort of fallen in love with what I've come up with here and really, really do wish it could exist in some form.

ACT 1

- The storybook opening tells us the tale of a young man whose family worked in a harbor town and he made a wish upon a totem for their burdens to be lifted so that they'd be happier and have more time for him; the town ended up being marauded by greedy thieves who torched the place, with the young man taking a boat to survival only for the boat to get wrecked landing on a desert island, the youth losing everything he had in the wreck. Now knowing well the value and the danger a wish can hold, this man learned sorcery, got wed to a loyal wife, and together on that island they built the great kingdom of Rosas, which they now rule as the long-lived king and queen.

- We then meet Asha, whose personality is a bit different than in the film we got: in this version, she's dutiful and overachieving, yet at the same time withdrawn and lacking much confidence to put much effort into what she's doing and she struggles with this contradiction. Moreover, she has six friends, and she is the "bashful" one of the group (Asha = Bashful). Asha's nearly 100 year old grandfather Sabino appears far more aged and decrepid, and her mother Sakina lingers a bit more on her late husband in a sad, lethargic way. Asha is preparing for her job interview to become the apprentice to King Magnifico, and as she steps outside we meet her six friends. Halle, the happiest of the bunch, takes the lead in singing the big opening number "Welcome To Rosas", which gives exposition on how things work in this kingdom, and during this we see contrasts between some citizens who are overly happy and enthused in a very cult-like manner and some who are only half-awake and half-heartedly trying to stay into it. This contrast is shown but is not fully explained yet.

- After a scene talking to her friends ("You care too much!") and being shown the way into the castle by the warm, gentle and courteous Queen Amaya, we're introduced to King Magnifico, an immediately apparent feature of him being that he doesn't look quite as radiantly majestic and beautiful as his face has been made to seem in all the statues, drawings, cookies, etc. Coming off of a failed interview, he is notably very condescending towards Asha, treating her like a child who he doesn't believe will attain the apprenticeship either. But when the subject of Asha's father comes up and how he influenced Asha and how much she cares for Rosas, Magnifico seems to see some of his old self in her, reiterating how he suffered great loss at a young age due to the selfish wishes and actions of greedy thieves and built Rosas as a place where that couldn't happen, so he gives her the job. Overjoyed, Asha tells her friends, goes home and tells her family, and goes to bed that night hoping her father's watching over her now.

- Asha's first day on the job soon comes, and it coincides with the day of that month's wish giving-wish granting ceremony. King Magnifico is more giddy and animated than we'd last seen him because, as he puts it, he loves his apprentice's first days when he can dazzle them with all his splendor and win their love and devotion to him and appreciation for his important royal duties. He shows Asha into his sanctum where he stores all the wishes given to him, and while she's gazing at them and looking for Sabino's, Magnifico sings a verse of "At All Costs" while holding, balancing, and caressing the wishes in a very possessive manner akin to how Tangled's Mother Gothel stroked Rapunzel's golden hair, raising some pretty big red flags. It's revealed that Magnifico uses the magic blessing of these wishes as a sort of charger for his sorcerous powers, which is how he keeps going with magic every day with his magically granted long life sustained (yeah, he basically feeds off of the souls of his people in order to keep his and Amaya's lifespan going). Then the dispute happens when Asha requests for the king to consider granting Sabino's wish at the ceremony, Magnifico declines, rationalizing it could be too vague and pose a threat to the kingdom. Asha realizes Magnifico never intends to grant most of these wishes yet refuses to return the ungrantable wishes to their owners; when she questions his methods, Magnifico lashes out at her in fury. Then comes the wish ceremony, where Magnifico spitefully pulls a fake-out with the wish granting just to subtly shame and humiliate Asha, and he makes it known that her grandfather's and mother's wishes will be kept by him forever, never to be granted. Queen Amaya than pulls Asha back to tell her that her apprenticeship has been terminated and that she shouldn't bother thinking too deeply about anything she saw or heard on the job nor try to tell others, as Amaya has eyes and ears just about everywhere in the community, revealing her own dark side.

- Back at home, Asha tells family what she found out and wants to tell Sabino his wish that she saw, but the old man won't hear of it. Asha fails to convince Sabino and Sakina that Magnifico is deceiving them as they both defend Magnifico's decisions and Sakina snaps at Asha with a line about "how much grief must she be made to feel from Asha wishing for the impossible", triggering Asha to run out in tears, her pet goat Valentino following her. Dwelling on memories of her and her father and then saying to herself "I didn't want to do this. I swore I would not do this", Asha goes to the Wishing Tree she and her father used to share, looks to the stars, and sings "This Wish." And in response to Asha's heartfelt wish, a star descends from the sky, creating waves of radiant golden magic that gives off a warm feeling in the hearts of those who feel it, and Asha meets the chubby anthropomorphic little Star as it's literally enticing her with the red thread of fate. From the castle, Magnifico and Amaya witnessed the wave of magic and fear an unknown magic source that might be a threat to their kingdom and the hold they have on all the magic and wishes, so they begin to research their books and scrolls on magic.

ACT 2

- The first act segues into the second with a sequence with Asha in the forest where Star brings plants, trees, rocks, and inanimate objects to life while also giving animals the ability to talk* and make music, and they perform the "Natural Ensemble", done in the style of a traditional Disney Princess fairy tale. This prompts Asha to enlist Star's help in retrieving her family's wishes. Back at the castle, Magnifico and Amaya cannot find any answers to what this new magic source might be, so Magnifico, believing Asha might, either alone or allied, be out to usurp his power, turns to unseal a tome of forbidden dark magic, but Amaya talks him out of it. She then tells him that as they cannot baselessly accuse and arrest Asha for treason, so they need to approach this situation another way and use the people's love of him to get them to reach the truth for them. * (It's up to you whether or not you want Valentino to talk too, though I'd definitely re-add the "constantly trying and failing to climb" gag)

- Asha meets with her six friends again, they're introduced to Star and told that Magnifico is hoarding wishes that he intends on never granting, and so they need to be returned to the people whose hearts they truly belong to. While Magnifico is addressing the public and the teens ask questions to hold his attention, Asha, Star, and Valentino use the dumbwaiter to infiltrate the castle and locate the sanctum of wishes. When surrounded by all the wishes, Star's power grows and it evolves into the form of a boy Asha's age whose shapeshifting abilities are now even greater but who still cannot speak words. At around this same point, the people have been beginning to question Magnifico's rule and why everything in Rosas is so tailored towards him despite his role being to protect and provide for the people, and then everyone feels the next wave of magic from Star's evolution, proving definitively that it didn't come from Magnifico, creating some disillusionment among the people, much to the king's absolute fury.

- Railing against a traitor within the kingdom who must be found and given capital punishment, Magnifico furiously shuts the doors and starts to look around the castle to see if the magic came from there. Amaya tries to soothe him, urging him to calm his mind and cheer himself up by gazing at his reflection in the mirrored walls. This instigates "This Is The Thanks I Get", where after the second chorus, the king vocalizes that his years long rule has been too soft so as to spoil the people and make them all entitled ingrates no better than thieves, so he needs to harden his heart and exercise more power for the sake of a more tightly controlled reign over Rosas and "for their own good", and echoing Asha's line ("I didn't want to do this. I swore I'd never do this!"), he opens the forbidden magic tome and gains power from its corruptive influence. Asha, Star, and Valentino manage to retrive Sabino's wish and escape the mad king's notice.

- Sabino is overjoyed to get his wish back and be able to remember it, but Sakina is more uncertain that what Asha is doing is wise or right. Meanwhile, Magnifico and Amaya are seen meeting with someone who can tell them about their "traitor". That night, Asha meets with five of her friends out in the woods (Simon is allegedly asleep and couldn't make it) as they're hanging with the new and improved Star, who is learning to speak words and shows off more of what they can do in the song "I'm A Star" (obviously with rewritten lyrics). Asha and Star then have a disagreement when she chides them for being too freewheeling and reckless with their magic, but Star gets her friends on their side as they chew Asha out for being so shy and indecisive, committing herself to good service yet doing little of the heavy lifting herself. Asha walks off upset, Star feels bad and follows her. Asha tells Star that when she was younger, after her father passed away and she saw how grief-stricken her mother was over it, she kept going to the Wishing Tree and wishing on the stars for her father to be returned to life and kept telling her mother she was doing so, that eventually the wish will come true. This added to Sakina's grief and she took ill, making Asha believe she'd driven her to that point. From then on, Asha stopped opnely wishing for anything and comformed to Rosas' society, becoming more dutiful yet more meek in the process, to her reget. Star manages to say "sorry."

- Asha and Star return to Asha's home only to find King Magnifico waiting for them, having assaulted Sabino and Sakina with magic that's now holding them down. Having been informed that Asha was indeed responsible for Star's summoning, Magnifico intends to arrest the whole family for high treason and harboring a criminal, and in a cruel act, he takes out Sakina's wish and shatters it, its power getting absorbed into Magnifico's own while Sakina reels in pain. Her wish is stated to have been to compile a great memoir of her life's greatest discoveries and greatest joys so that her heart could reach and live on in many others for all time. Discovering how much more power he claims from wishes, Magnifico intends to absorb Star's magic and all of Rosas' wishes in order to become an all-powerful tyrant, forcing Asha, Star, Valentino, Sabino and Sakina to fight back and flee. Outside they are met by Amaya on horseback, who is ready to take the Star by force if she has to, but Star helps everyone escape her.

- Rowing to a nearby island for refuge, Asha has a crisis of faith and blames herself for what's happened, because she never learned to stop looking to the stars and wishing for the impossible. Star is hurt by her words, taking them to mean that Asha regrets inviting their presence into Rosas, and tells her that they certainly do not regret meeting her. Using their magical stardust to lift her up into the sky with them, above the clouds and near the stars above, Star affirms that they are Asha's deepest and most precious wish incarnate, and they want to protect Asha just as much as she's protected them. Star and Asha end the second act singing a duet reprise of "At All Costs".

ACT 3

- Over at the castle, the ever-unhinged King Magnifico reads up on his new dark magic he's now hopelessly addicted to and forges a mirror-headed scepter capable of breaking wishes and absorbing Star. Asha, Star, and Valentino leave the boat and head back towards Rosas, determined to free all the other citizens' wishes. At a public gathering in front of the now crazed Magnifico, Simon is revealed to be the one who sold Asha out in hopes of his wish to become a knight being granted. Magnifico grants the wish, but with his magic he additionally bewitches Simon into becoming his brainwashed, magic-powered henchman. Magnifico puts out a reward of another wish granting ceremony for the wish of whoever helps Simon and his knights capture Asha, also threatening that the longer it takes for Asha to be captured, the more wishes he will break. Carnage breaks out as the crowd is torn between loyalists to Magnifico and those who don't think this is right. To quell this, Magnifico unleashes more magic that desecrates the area, prompting Amaya to suggest he reign himself in better. Magnifico points his staff at her, telling her to never again second-guess him or give him orders, much to her horror.

- Asha, Star, and Valentino rally the other friends but are caught by knights and bounty hunters while doing so. In the chase, Star gives Asha a stick that can channel Star's own magic, allowing her to blast away the pursuers and get everyone to a safe hiding place. Everyone determines that their king has stepped too far and must be deposed, as sung in "Knowing What I Know Now." After the song is done, Queen Amaya enters and makes it clear that while she and Magnifico stopped really truly loving each other long ago, she's been conspiring with him for her own sake and for what she thinks is best for Rosas, and does not regret doing so. But she now sees her husband and his newfound power as a threat to all that they'd built together, so she agrees to help the friends free the wishes and overthrow him.

- While Magnifico is gleefully breaking more wishes and the friends infiltrate Magnifico's study in order to open up the ceiling to set free the wishes, Asha goes out into the woods to act as a distraction for Magnifico to go out and pursue. Amaya makes reference to the fact that sealing the forbidden magic inside "that heirloom" was one of the first fundamental cornerstones of Rosas, so Magnifico has now betrayed that (implication: the book belonging to Magnifico's family is what the marauding thieves were after in Magnifico's past, is what really brought about the destruction of the town, and Magnifico took it with him as he fled). Star tries to lift all the wishes out through the ceiling and in the process evolves once again into a princely looking grown adult, who the teens help when he starts straining. Outside, Magnifico corners Asha only to be revealed to be a shapeshifted Simon, who Asha has to defeat with help from her animal friends.

- Just as the wishes have been sent out into the open air, the real King Magnifico ascends the castle's tower, sucks the power out from every wish to absorb it all, and traps Star in his scepter to act as a living magical battery for his power. Asha attempts to stop him but is easily overpowered, as a now enlarged and feral Magnifico blocks out the sky to prevent the citizens from wishing on stars, blasts his wife for her betrayal, creates magical chains from out of the ground that bind all the citizens in place, magically tortures Asha in front of everyone, and when the remaining knights rush to stop their mad king, he unleashes waves of dark magic that set Rosas ablaze with green fire, declaring his intention to oppress the disspirited masses forevermore and that he would gladly much rather allow his kingdom to physically crumble to the ground than give up all this power.

- Unwilling to give up even as Magnifico magically beats her down, Asha encourages the citizens to search their own hearts for the magical stardust within them and wish about changing Rosas' future. In a choral reprisal of "This Wish" the strength of their collective desire grants more power to Star and shields them when Magnifico tries to destroy them all with a magic blast, until it finally overpowers Magnifico, trapping him inside his staff, and the citizens regain their sealed wishes with a newfound appreciation of pursuing them. Amaya names herself the sole ruler of Rosas, ordering the mirror shard holding Magnifico to be put up on the wall in the dungeon.

- Now that the citizens have the ambition and self actualization to make their wishes come true on their own, Asha says they won't be easily decieved or controlled by Amaya, to which Amaya says she will accordingly tread with caution in her new rule. A regretful Simon is forgiven by Asha and friends, then Star makes their final evolution into an aged celestial entity who must return to the sky. Gifting Asha with a wand embued with unlimited stardust magic so that she can become a Fairy Godmother and continue inspiring people to keep dreaming and wishing, and sharing a heartfelt goodbye with her, Star lifts up into the sky, growing larger all the while, until they're far in the distance in the shape of a normal but particularly bright star that still shines as night falls. Asha uses her new magic to create fireworks as the storybook closes to a "And they all lived happily ever after." THE END.

#Disney #Wish #rewrite #fixer upper #what could have been

[phosphorus-noodles]

joel joel joel joel 🎭💄😬😭😶 <3 (and also the anger one if u want. and also oli if you want? if this is too many feel free to leave any out sjdfklsdj <3 <3 <3)

JOEL JOEL JOEL JOEL !!!!!

it's NEVER too much i love joel and also oli <33

but i'm not doing every canon iteration i think i'd die /silly, so my au it is because i think that's predictable enough from me,

🎭 A headcanon about what they lie about

Ohh... lots of things...

There's a stream clip somewhere where Oli says Joel is a compulsive liar and I latched onto that. Man lies ALL the time about stuff just. because. he just does it, he doesn't think. it's usually harmless?? like "do you like x food" "ohh yeah! i looove x food! ^^" because... what if they get mad at him for saying the wrong thing :(

I dunno, man's got anxiety and he lies a lot compulsively because of it- also lots of "what are you doing?" "nothing!!" when it's literally. the most arbitrary thing. you don't need to hide man it's okay,

Oli lies to be funny. He lies to commit more to the bit. He also lies to repress his feelings and bottle them up so they never see the light of day <3

💄 An appearance headcanon

DID I NEVER POST MY MEZALEAN JOEL DESIGN,

I think I did. I change it a lot tbf. But I don't think I posted the one I'm thinking of- it's lots of bright colors!! He likes to dress nice but not too stuffy, look nice but feel nicer yk? And he likes his hair fluffy and bouncy and curly and ouhrghjg,,,

And he used to HATE his rainbow freckles bc he thought they were stupid, but Oli helped him change his view on them hehe <33

Oli's kiiinda the same way? But not really. Doesn't really care about how he looks when he's just hanging around, but if he can get Joel flustered by dressing up nicer, ohhh he cannot pass that up 😌🫶

😬 A headcanon about the worst thing they’ve done

The worst thing Oli ever did was talk to Joel. The worst thing Joel ever did was talk back.

That's a joke but. man. consequences or something, /silly

Nah the REAL worst thing Joel's ever done was probablyyy... let Oli stay the night that one time?? Like after the events of this fic- I'd imagine Joel's parents were Royally (hah) upset the next morning when they see that their child was sleeping with the son of their (now dead) political rivals ghjfgjf... like Joel feels 100% justified in the whole thing (and also rather enjoyed it, tyvm) but also,, he was probably grounded for literally a month if not longer afterwards hgjfhgjf.....

For Oli... I'm sure he's an absolute Joy to have in class if you know what I mean (/silly) like he is tormenting the halls of the palace and being a general nuisance but none of it would really be "worst thing ever" bc he's a prince and also just goofy so he's annoying but the staff loves him yk. I think what would be considered the "worst" thing though is gonna be in the next fic I post :3c

😭 A headcanon about the worst thing that happened to them

Gosh... I mean... I do kill them kinda. That's pretty significant. Joel dies horribly and Oli is trapped in stone for 200 years. That's pretty awful.

But that hasn't happened Yet and I dunno if I'll ever have the heart to write that particular scene ghfjgd... like I know how it happens in my head. but. I can't do that to them by putting it in writing </3

Besides that... Oli's parents did die too. Still dunno if it was political conspiracy or not. But either way, that's pretty awful and traumatic for him- and he couldn't be with his best friend for a few months before that and then afterwards he STILL couldn't be with him for a while... brutal for him :(

And Joel's upbringing is just kinda... sad. He's sooo lonely and then he FINALLY gets a friend and of COURSE it's the ONE PERSON he's not allowed to really talk to and his parents aren't supportive at ALL of their friendship but they gotta grin and bear it bc yaayyy alliesss and it's so tense and awful and makes him feel guilty because it's like he's gotta choose his family or his only friend but his family was always so neglectful anyway so why would he choose them but that's his Home and- anyways. Any event involving that whole dynamic is his worst, hope this helps ^^

+ A headcanon relating to anger

Hmm... anger is tricky. I feel like Joel is definitely the kinda guy to bottle it all up because he's not allowed to Feel those things or Show them yk. So every once in a while he explodes into frustrated growls (yeah. he definitely growls. but it's like if an ouppy was baby growling,) and hot angry tears and it's just..... oh sweetheart,

I think Oli's kinda the opposite?? Y'know the post that's like "life shattering tragedy = oh rip L" but "mild inconvenience = i want to kill everything dead forever !!!" he's like that. Gets Real Mad over all the small things but when something Big happens he's just. oh. ok 👍

Like he's still mad, but he just goes blank. What's he supposed to even do. His brain just Stops Working once the mild inconveniences pile up to be too high. Yes he is awful at dealing with stress how could you tell /silly

😶 A random headcanon!

JOEL. LOVES. SNIFFERS.

I'VE BEEN MEANING TO TALK ABOUT THIS FOR SO LONG. BUT HE LOVES THEM. SO SO MUCH.

Like it's a special interest of his but like unofficially. If given the chance he would 110% give up being royalty to go be a field researcher studying sniffers. But also not a field researcher because they're endangered :(

In my au I've decided sniffers are indeed still alive but they're (almost) all kept in one big sanctuary in Mezalea. Maybe there's a few wild ones left but like no one's seen em so it's assumed they're all there. I figured if this au takes place ~200 years before "canon empires" and also irl dodo birds were around in the 1800s... yeah sure, why not? Sniffers can be canon <3

Of course when Oli hears about this he absolutely learns how to shapeshift into one to impress Joel. Which absolutely works. Because oh my void sniffers,,,,

I can't really think of an Oli hc I've been wanting to talk about?? Just that 1) he regresses into small animals when things get Too Much, and 2) he likes to shapeshift into funny little animals to play with Joel sometimes ^^

(character ask game!)

#... I'VE BEEN WRITING THIS FOR OVER AN HOUR. #goodness. i had some thoughts tonight /silly #uh. some things got deep but i don't think anything was too deep to tag for- if it was lmk hgfjgd #pho.asks #aeriedwelling #aerie my beloved <33 i love typing things for a [redacted] amount of time :] #butterflies.and.wind.chimes #<- since it's basically all i talked about WAHH #i'm. bonkers about them. hope this helps /silly

[maniacwatchestheworld]

This isn't meant as an indictment of you as a person but ngl your last post reads pretty ableist. The inability to empathize with people doesn't make someone 'evil' or 'villainous', it doesn't mean that a person with that condition is heartless and can't possibly be sad about their friends getting hurt or dying etc or that it's better if they were 'just tsundere about it'. An inability to (fully) empathize with people can also be a symptom of different 'disorders' and can be a trait of autism too, it's not unlikely that a person with npd and presumably some other form of neurodivergency might have that symptom. It doesn't mean that someone with that trait doesn't or can't care at all, it's just in a different way, and even if that person couldn't care at all that still doesn't make them more evil somehow. I know you probably didn't intend your post to come across that way but it kind of did so I figured I'd let you know

Nods nods. I see. I see. I will definitely try to keep this in mind in the future. But I do think that you misunderstood what I was actually meaning with my post. I wasn't using the term "psychopath" flippantly. I wasn't using the term to be synonymous with "evil" or "villainous" and this was not a case of me armchair diagnosing Eddie with an inability to feel empathy either. I wasn't looking at the Riddler's actions in this podcast and going, "He isn't reacting properly to these scenarios, therefore he must be a psychopath!" I am going to assume that you haven't listened to The Riddler: Secrets in the Dark, because I am not pulling the idea that Eddie is a psychopath in this series out of nowhere. Throughout the podcast, several times Eddie is persistently telling people that he does not care that his friends are dying, that he is only trying to solve these murders because he himself is in danger, and that he is incapable of feeling sad over the idea of people dying! Over and over he emphasizes that he does not feel sorry for their loss and that saying that he is would be lying. The podcast itself was saying over and over that Eddie is incapable of feeling empathy! I'm just trying to use the term that describes what they were very clearly going for! (Which, if there's a different, more preferred term, I would be very grateful to know so that I can change my language in the future!)

Eddie IS neurodivergent. And I would very much expect for him to react to his friends dying in a way that others might think is strange. But at the same time, I would not describe most iterations of the Riddler to be lacking in empathy to a psychopathic degree. But Eddie said it himself repeatedly that he didn't feel sad over it, and so what other conclusion am I supposed to be drawing? I never said that having a lack of empathy makes him more "evil" or "villainous" nor did I mean to imply that anywhere in my post. Additionally, as I was listening to the podcast, his lack of empathy didn't make me think that made him more "evil" or "villainous" either. I just thought that him insisting that he doesn't feel empathy was an odd addition to his character in this podcast and it made me tilt my head a little, because again, it didn't add anything to the story that his narcissism or compulsions wouldn't have had him do anyway. And so since it doesn't really add anything to the story, I don't really know why they had the Riddler bring it up as often as he did.

But you did start making me think about this from a different angle, and it's made me realize... Was the podcast trying to convince the listeners that Eddie is a psychopath in an attempt to make him seem more scary, dangerous, and evil...? Because... Actually... YEAH! That's the only thing that I can think of for why they decided to have him lack empathy! Are they trying to pull on abeist tropes to make us more scared of the Riddler!??? Because let me tell you, I did not find him scary at all throughout this podcast. He's a funny, silly, asshole who can do violent things... But none of it came as a surprise given what I already knew about the character, so it wasn't scary. But to make the audience feel uncomfortable by portraying him as something that the 'ordinary' person can't understand. That's the only thing that I can think of for why they wanted to add it! And it didn't work! (Cause like... I understand that neurodivergent people can express their emotions in ways that are hard to appreciate. I'm neurodivergent too, you know! And I know that people who lack empathy deserve to be understood and treated with compassion and respect just like anyone else and that they are not necessarialy inheriently scary or 'bad' or anything like that.) So maybe that's really what was bothering me about its inclusion. It felt insincere, and if they really did try to put it in to scare the audience, pretty damn ableist too!

In any case, I appreciate you bringing this to my attention. Do you think there's anything I can do to make my post read as less ableist, possibly?

#neurodivergent #neurodiversity #psychopathy #psychopath #the riddler #eddie nygma #edward nygma #riddler #ableism #ableist language cw #batman #batman unburied #the riddler secrets in the dark #the riddler: secrets in the dark

[moonchildstyles]

thinking again....

pretty girl and h going to a halloween party with their friends and i don't really know what they'd dress up as, but they'd be so hot whatever it was and she'd get a little more drunk than him (he knew he was going to have to take care of her after the party because she just wants to have fun but ofc he won't drink as much he LOVES her) and it's such a safe atmosphere with everyone they know and so she feels okay to let loose a little and she's pulling him to dance with every song she hears that she likes, and only sitting in his lap no where else bc she will be >:( his pouty girl if she has to sit beside him and the later it gets the more clingy she is, holding his face and kissing him all over and they get tucked into a little corner of the house on a sofa while everyone is still partying and he's just entertaining her bc she's all giggly and her makeup is smudged from all the dancing they did and she's just drunkenly babbling to him about anything and everything and he never takes his eyes off of her, even denying grabbing another drink with one of his friends because she's got his hand wrapped up in hers, playing with his rings and trying them on and why would he leave her to get a drink ? she's literally his everything and he is more than happy to have her in his lap for three hours straight if that's what she wants, and after he gets her some food from the kitchen since it's been a while since she ate, maybe it's just a cute little halloween cupcake Tawny made, she's getting sleepy just yawning and curling into him and mumbling tiny cheers whenever she hears a song she really likes and he knows its about time to take her home before she actually falls asleep and the entire ride home she's just sleepily rambling about how much fun she had and "did you have fun honey?" and h is just melting bc honey ): and ofc he did and she makes him play cheesy halloween songs in the car and when they get home and he sits her on his bed to grab some makeup wipes and when he gets back (literally gone for 10 seconds) she's fast asleep in her little costume and he's ): bc she literally partied until she couldn't keep her eyes open and she'll have a hangover tomorrow but she'll still be his smiley girl bc of how much fun she had and GOD I JUST WANT HIM SO BAD - 🍓

stop I LOVE the idea of them at halloween but youre so right I have no idea what they would dress up as either:((((( like I could maybe see her being like a fairy or something but idk what he would dress up as to go w it:( idkidkidk but they look cute!!!!! and her being a mushy drunk:( ive only written her being a sad drunk in the main piece so I would love to do something soft and like actually give her a good night out sufshgfuhs but her getting so excited over certain songs and getting him to dance w her and twirl her around and :(((((( ON THE CAR RIDE HOME "did you have fun honey?" FHISFHSUFHSI BC:((((( EVEN THO SHES OUT OF IT AND SHE REMEMBERS THE NIGHT AS SO MUCH FUN SHE WANTS TO MAKE SURE HE HAD FUN TOO BC SHE WOULD BE SAD IF HE DIDN'T :(((( BUT OFC HE HAD FUN HE GOT TO SPEND THE WHOLE NIGHT W HER AND IM :((((( IN CONSOLABLE:((((((( but omg if he came back to his room seeing her all passed out he would def def def still follow through and get her makeup off her face and putting something on her lips so they aren't dry in the morning and getting her out of her costume as gently as he could before putting her in a big shirt of his and a pair of shorts :((( and ofc shes a little grumpy in the morning not getting up when he does like she usually does but when she does come down he can tell shes trying her best to stay in a good mood even though shes not really talkative and just wants to eat everything around her so it'll settle her tummy and when he pulls her not his lap is so sweet and "feeling alright pretty girl?" and she hums into his neck like yeah:( just sleepy and a little sick this morning:( but its so worth it I had so much fun last night h:) and hes :( so in love w her :(

#anon #ask #🍓 anon #prosecco inspo #concept

[featherisderp]

Hello! What is your thoughts on meta knight and his relationships with everyone? Who do you think will he get along well and be besties with :00?

Hi! You're gonna get a long one!

First off, wanna mention that i think every specie ages slowly, and won't die unless killed by an outside force (so they can't die of old age, and they won't physically age past a certain point). This means that I will use physical ages to describe characters, rather than actual ages because these guys are all thousands of years old probably (I also think that some species will age through childhood quicker than others).

Okay, so!

Meta Knight is one of my favorite characters, which means I like to give him the most painful hc's I can! First off, he's blind, but he's got a visor in his mask that let's him see (which is why in some of my doodles, he has glasses, they're made of the same material). This was Nightmare's fault, his eyes were normally yellow but turned grey afterwards. At the time, Nightmare also quite literally ripped out his wings. Luckily for the plot amoured circle, the Dimensional Cape works as a prosthetic and can turn into his wings (He can actually use magic to maintain his 'wings' while he's not wearing the cape, but it's very limited and will hurt a LOT afterwards, so he doesn't do that often).

Alright, so hears everyone I can think of and Meta's relationship with them!

Kirby - Initially, Meta Knight refused to see him as anything more than a child who needed to learn. He was afraid of getting attached. He didn't want to lose anything else. However, this failed, and he ended up seeing Kirby as a son, going as far as to call him one. He cares for him enough to probably destroy the entire town in order to keep him safe, and is obscenely grateful that Kirby can hold his own for the most part.

Tiff - Initially, some kid who he avoided because she asked too many question and he didn't want to risk her figuring anything out since she tends to hyperanalyze random things while dismissing others. After Kirby's arrival, he sort of has to be around her, so he tries to keep himself emotionally distant. But he's bad at that, so he ended up seeing her in the same light a parent would their daughter, although he'll deny it. He finds it difficult to remember that she's still pretty much a 10 year old child given she's incredibly smart for her age. He teases her about Kine because, quite frankly, he finds it hilarious.

Tuff - He was a little easier to stay distant from. Meta Knight didn't have an opinion one way or the other about him before Kirby arrived, and usually only saw him or his sister if they were getting involved with Dedede in case they were about to get killed. Afterwards, he also sees him like a son. He's got adoption issues lmao. He's aware that Tuff is kinda stupid, but looks past that a lot in fvaor of things he's actually good with.

Sword/Blade - He feels the same way about both of them and will obliterate you if you hurt either of them. He met them at possibly the lowest point in his life and didn't initially believe they'd survive for very long given their terrible fighting capabilities. Regardless, he got attached and they became very close friends. He cares for their safety, and is a little off put by their willingness to do stupid things that puts their live sat risk, especially if he's the reason (cough cough Wolfwrath cough).

Dedede - In one word, idiotic. He showed up before Tiff was born so he's known Dedede for a LONG time. Even then, the idiot was playing with monsters. He got frustrated after the child's were around and Dedede started endangering them with his stupidity. Admittedly, he finds it amusing when he's scaled by N.M.E, but hates that it's them that does it (they don't deserve money how dare).

Ecsragoon - Sort of sad, really. He's just pathetic, all of his skill and he couldn't find a better job? It was worse after Meta Knight had seen that his mother wasn't a complete failure of a parent. Escargoon worked so hard to lie to her and out up the most ridiculous act he'd seen from him, but couldn't keep himself from being a complete fool of a person? He suspects he was likely more decent before working for Dedede. He also finds it infuriating that he yells at Tiff so often, and has even had her neglect her sleep for several days to built a stupid robot, only for it break and for him to attack Kirby anyways. Hurting him as bad as he did was satisfying.

Any of the cappies - He tends to avoid them, he's socially awkward. He finds them all collectively stupid, though. Who gets brainwashed by a swirl on TV with a penguin repeating 'Kirby must go away' over and over? Regardless, he appreciates that they provide company for his children friends.

Fololo and Falala - No opinion, but appreciates knowing they'll help him out if he needs to fly after Kirby without using his wings.

Waddle Dees/Waddle Doo - All his children. Every single one of them (Waddle Doo excluded). He sneaks them candy and they like to bring him small gifts. Typically screws or feathers, they don't have much. They're all squishy cute things. He's glad they're so durable. He likes Waddle Doo. He may be oddly loyal to a rude penguin, but he takes care of the Waddle Dees and won't hesitate to ask for something if they need it.

Tokori - He doesn't like him. He's rude to Kirby. Finds it amusing that Tiff has literally punched him and he seems to fear making her mad.

Any of the talking animals - No real opinion. He doesn't like that Kine likes Tiff. His kids aren't allowed to date. He finds it funny, though. He'll tease her about it endlessly.

Any talking trees - He mostly doesn't care. A little annoyed that Whispy nearly got his kids killed over a demonic flower, but oh well. It was a while ago.

Kabu - Meta Knight greatly appreciates his presence. It was nice to find something he was familiar with on Dreamland. He sometimes likes to chat with him.

That's all I can think of for Dreamland so GSA TIME!!

Nightmare - Ew. Ugly intergakactice war criminal that ruined his life and killed all of his friends. Meta Knight hates him with his very soul.

N.M.E Sales guy - Not really a personal opinion, but he doesn't like him. He works for Nightmare so hopefully he'll just stop existing. He doesn't know if he survived the ship being blown up and quite frankly, doesn't care.

Yamikage - He wants to kill him. He hates him. He doesn't understand how someone could betray the GSA, and it cost the lives of many innocent people. Yamikage also hates Meta Knight. Stupid pineapple.

Garlude - Now, I know it was never confirmed that she ever regularly worked with him, but I'm hooked on TheWinterRaven's Star Trio idea. He's very good friends with her and was devastated when she died. Before that, she was a good friend, but he admittedly didn't like her bothering him about his health.

Jecra (Knuckle Joe's Father) - Best friend, as stated in the show. He acted like an idiot, though, and would usually annoy Meta Knight outside of battle. They got along well, and Meta Knight had lost a lot when he had to kill him. His death hurt.

Arthur - He has a lot of respect and sympathy for him. He's the leader of a large army that (in my AU's/HC wasn't originally even his). On top of that, he grew up around him, and saw him like a brother. It was heartbreaking to watch him go from a confident and well trained Star Warrior to someone who felt hopeless about the battle they were slowly loosing. He'd started yelling multiple times about how much better Uther would have done for the GSA and refused any support. When they split up, Meta Knight was convinced they were dead, and was beyond hurt that he had to die in that state of mind. He knew Arthur blamed himself for every failure and setback, and seeing him act as if he was fine around others was painful beyond explanation.

Falspar - Menace. Also grew up with him. Falsoar tried to keep everyone's spirits up and Meta Knight appreciated that. He cared for him, even though he had been notorious for causing mischief before the army fell apart. Near the end, he was trying his best to keep Arthur together, and he seemed lost. Meta Knight didn't like that.

Dragato - Very similar to Falspar, but Meta would call him dramatic too. He'd be the type to hop around on one foot, yelling ow repeatedly in a higher and higher pitched voice it he hit it on something. He was 'killed' in the same state as Falspar. Neither of them seemed like themselves in the end.

Lancelot - Meta Knight would speak to him the most out of all his brothers. He was calm and introverted. Shy boi. He got along well with him but would also harass him about his health. He was Arthur's biggest helper and near the end, had the biggest struggle in keeping him and the rest of them even the slightest bit hopeful. It was a lost cause by then and it was obvious he knew it. He stopped after Arthur yelled at him to stop acting as if everything would be fine. From there he was more quiet and withdrawn than he usually was. Meta Knight hated that.

Kit Cosmos - He knew he existed but hadn't really formed much of an opinion on him. He respected his skill.

Galaxia - Meta Knight had been on his own for several years before meeting Sword and Blade, and was at the lowest point in his life. He carried a lot of guilt and Galaxia would try to comfort him. He finds her presence comforting, to the point where he hates it when she's not with him. He speaks to her a lot. When he isn't fighting a loosing battle with his mental state, she bothers him about his health. In short, she's probably the closest thing he's ever had to a mother.

Any monster - He hates them all. As far as he's concerned, they're just embodiments of Nightmare's magic, and they can all disappear forever.

Anyone who works for N.M.E - He hates them too. He's good at hiding it when he knows they aren't a monster, but if they anger him, they're dead.

Sirica - Seeing her was both painful and relieving. He knew Garlude cared for her and was convinced she had died a long time ago. He doesn't know where she got the idea that he left her mother to die, but he assumed some monster had spewed it to her before dying. She clearly didn't like N.M.E but didn't have anything else to go off of, so he understood. Still, it was difficult to be attacked for the death of a friend that he already blamed on himself. He treats her the way a father would their daughter. Very protective orb.

Knuckle Joe - He didn't blame him for going after him. He was annoyed with Dedede for telling him that Kirby was the one he was after. Treats him the same way as Sirica. He knows they can handle themselves, but when they're on Popstar, dad mode activates.

I think that's all- Let me know if I missed anyone! :D

#kirby #nintendo #hal laboratory #kirby right back at ya #ask #answered asks #answered #Loooong #i'm not tagging all of them #So manyyyy #Thanks for the ask! ^^ #This was fun!

[0shewrites0]

TOO MANY MAYBE’S

S5 | Eddie/MC | 1.800+ words | @0shewrites0

summary | Liv had been looking forward to the recoupling because she was so sure that Eddie would choose her. After all, he had pretty much said so himself. But then he chose Dana and Liv was completely confused. And disappointed. And hurt too.

genre | angst. heartache. heartbreak. no happy ending.

prompt | the recoupling + aftermath in episode 18 / vol. VII

note | @litgwritersroom - Since no one has written anything for Eddie, I decided to do it. It's just a little something, but the recoupling and the way Eddie acted like a total asshole made me want to write about it.

Read here or on AO3.

Of course Eddie had chosen Dana. The easy way out, right?

If anything, Liv was disappointed. Maybe even hurt. She'd spent so much time with him and had actually come to really like him, and now? Why had he even bothered to get her hopes up if he had no intention of fulfilling them?

Even a blind man with a cane could see that there was absolutely no chemistry between Dana and Eddie.

Nothing. Nada. Zero.

So why did he choose Dana over her anyway?

She was so confused that she didn't even notice Finn was coupling up with Kat and Suresh with Arlo. Not that it would have surprised her or that she minded. She knew he was trying to make her jealous, but it wasn't working. Suresh was a chapter long closed and she had absolutely no intention of opening it again.

Looking over at Eddie and Dana sitting next to each other, Dana was staring at her hands clenched in her lap, fiddling nervously and obviously uncomfortably with a bracelet on her wrist, and Eddie? Well, she could see that he knew she was staring at him, but that he refused to look her in the eye. Probably because he already knew how disappointed she would look at him, and maybe, just maybe, Eddie couldn't stand that.

Not that it mattered now. Alfie had made it clear that there was no way he was going to be the reason Liv got the boot, so she just knew he would choose her over Meera. On one hand, she loved him for it because she desperately wanted a chance at love, but on the other hand, she hated him for it.

Here was Meera, an absolute gem and so perfect for him, and he was about to dump her. She knew Alfie was only doing this because he cared deeply for her and that there were no feelings involved, but it still felt so wrong.

It wasn't supposed to be like this.

Eddie was supposed to choose her and Alfie was supposed to choose Meera.

Sure, that would have meant Dana would have been dumped and Liv would have been absolutely devastated, but that was the way of the game. They were all here to find love - or maybe play the game - and maybe Dana had just gone about it the wrong way.

But it wasn't like Liv was doing much better.

She knew it wasn't fair to Alfie either that she didn't even listen to his speech, and when she finally walked over to him and let him pull her into a hug, she just barely managed to mutter "thank you" before they sat down next to each other. Alfie squeezed her hand encouragingly and she knew he knew. He knew how sad and disappointed she was. He knew that she would have loved to sit next to Eddie now. But there was nothing he could do now.

Meera had received a text message and read it with tears in her eyes, her voice trembling slightly, but Liv knew what was coming anyway. And if she was completely honest, she wished she could trade places with Meera.

Meera deserved to stay here, while she, Liv, perhaps didn't. Maybe anything that had to do with love just broke as soon as she touched it. Maybe it wasn't meant to be. Any of this.

The other islanders stood up and showered Meera with hugs, but Liv held back. It wasn't like they were friends just because they'd shared the villa for a day, and besides, she felt like a goddamn hypocrite. When they finally crossed the lawn to the villa, Liv stayed back again. Sighing, she was about to sink back down onto the bench when she felt a warm hand on her shoulder.

Startled, she turned to discover Eddie standing in front of her, scratching his neck awkwardly and wedging his lower lip between his teeth. He let go of her shoulder and his arm fell to his side.

"Eddie?" asked Liv softly, and she could hear the longing in her voice. And she hated it. Because she knew Eddie could hear it just as well.

When he didn't answer and continued to stare at his shoes, she whispered, "What happened?"

Eddie then finally looked up and into her eyes. Those beautiful pale blue eyes that she loved to lose herself in. That now drew her to him in a way that she knew she would end up wrapping her arms around his neck and burying her face in his chest. Because that was what she really wanted to do.

Ignore the fact that Eddie hadn't chosen her, even though he'd basically promised her he would, and just pretend that everything was fine. That she would fall asleep in his arms tonight. That the next thing she would see in the morning would be his beautiful eyes and that perfect smile that made the butterflies in her stomach flutter.

Oh, and that dimple that sometimes appeared when he looked at her and stroked her cheek so gently with the pad of his thumb that her heart always threatened to leap out of her chest. God, how she loved that dimple. And how much she loved that it only appeared on his handsome face when he couldn't help it and just had to return her smile.

Sure, he had a pretty face, was a model, a ray of sunshine, always spreading good vibes and always laughing or at least had a smile on his face. But she could see it wasn't real. Not the way it was when he was with her. She was happy by his side and she knew he was too.

But apparently that wasn't enough. Or was it?

"We need to talk, Liv," he said, and it sounded so serious. So very unlike Eddie. And immediately her heartbeat slowed. As if her heart knew he hadn't come to tell her he'd made a terrible mistake.

Because maybe it was she who had made a terrible mistake.

Liv only raised an eyebrow questioningly, not daring to open her mouth lest she silence Eddie again. Nothing was worse than the silence between them at that moment. Normally it felt so natural and comfortable, but not tonight. No, tonight the silence was deafening.

Eddie swallowed and nodded, ”About how I’ve been feeling about a few things.”

He paused again, waiting for a reaction from her, and Liv just nodded. She refused to read between the lines and get hopeful, because somehow she knew that this would only make things worse.

“I think you and I should cool things down a little.” Eddie said so quietly that Liv wasn't even sure she had heard him.

"What?" she whispered back.

“Yeah, like,” he cleared his voice nervously, “hearing that Meera is gonna be leaving has made me realise how short our villa time can be. And I…” He interrupted himself again, raised his right hand and raked it through his hair. It looked almost desperate. As if he didn't want to say what he was about to say.

If she hadn't known better, she would have hoped he would tell her that it was all just a bad dream. That it was her he really wanted to be with. That if he could, he would go back and make a different choice. But the way he couldn't look at her now, she knew that was wishful thinking. And that he was about to break her heart.

It wasn't like she was in love with him or anything. It was more like she had finally been ready to open up to another person again, to open up to love or even just the possibility of love, only to be trampled on by that person. That was what hurt the most.

"Eddie, just say what you have to say..." she breathed, taking a shaky breath, hoping he couldn't see how fragile and vulnerable she felt at that moment.

“I don’t want to waste my time with you, Liv.”

What?

Her heart almost stopped beating altogether.

Liv looked up, squinted and forced her eyes to stay dry. "Waste of time!?" She hissed, but it sounded more like a suppressed sob.

His cheeks flushed and he rubbed his chin in embarrassment. “No, that sounded wrong. What I meant was I think I want to focus on Dana. Time is short, you know.”

Liv almost laughed.

Almost.

But she was too afraid her voice would break and he'd hear. So she shook her head in disbelief and cleared her throat before saying, "If that's what you want, go ahead. I'm not holding you back."

She took a deep breath and looked into his eyes one last time to gauge if he really meant it. If maybe there was something in his eyes that told her he was just scared and pushing her away because in reality he liked her just as much.

Maybe there was that same softness in his eyes that he always had when he looked at her, that let her know there was something there. But either there was nothing there, or he was good at hiding it, because he just stared at her blankly. And said absolutely nothing.

She felt her eyes fill with tears again and bit her cheek.

And Eddie just remained silent.

She had given him a chance to set the record straight, to tell her that Dana wasn't the one he wanted. Now she was waiting for a reaction, anything. But he just stared at her, and there was absolutely nothing in his eyes.

So is this it? Is this goodbye? Is he not going to say anything else to me?

Liv knew that waiting for him to hold her back or even ask her to stay was like waiting for a ship at the train station.

It wouldn't come. Never.

And if she stood there waiting, she would only end up looking like a fool. So she swallowed hard and forced her voice to sound steady as she whispered, "All right then. Good night, Eddie."

Then she turned and started to leave, trying to stay calm and collected and not let her emotions spill out the way they wanted to, but she knew she was doing a shit job when she felt something wet run down her cheek and leave a salty taste on her lips.

She was crying, goddamn it. Over a stupid boy, even though she had sworn never, ever to cry over a boy again. But here she was. And the worst part of it was that she knew he wouldn't come after her.

Because this was not a movie where she would get her happy ending. This was reality and it was fucking unfair.

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[boliv-jenta]

Frankie Morales x ND!reader

A little drabble about Frankie taking care of anxious ND reader at Christmas.

TW: anxiety, negative self talk, Christmas.

Frankie hovered in the kitchen, making his hands appear busy as he watched you on the couch. He knew something wasn't right, beyond the illness that had been draining you for a week. Your smile didn't quite reach your eyes anymore, save for a few times when you looked at him with all the love you had, he swears he can see it shine from your eyes, your soul, just as clear as he can see the lights shine on the Christmas tree.

He knows your sleep has been fitful, he feels you stirs, knows that it's been taking longer for you to drift off. At first he put it down to the almost forty-eight of sleep you had at the start of this flu. No, this wasn't the flu any more. This was your first Christmas together and your first anniversary the following week. Frankie wanted everything to be perfect for you. Just like you were perfect for him.

"You're staring, Frankie." You commented with a smile, without even turning your head from your book. Even though you both know you haven't been really reading it.

It only takes his long legs a few steps to cross over to you before sittingon the edge of the sofa next to you. "I know something is wrong. I didn't want to push you but you know you can tell me anything."

He doesn't miss the way you outwardly cringe behind the mask of your pages. Taking a breath you compose yourself behind it's safety before putting it down to talk to him. "You're right. I should have know I couldn't hid from you." A soft smile graces your lips as you take his hand in yours. "I'm sorry. It's just this time of year. I'm out of routine. There's so much to do, yet not enough to do. It sets off my anxiety. Then my anxiety takes over. I can't seem to keep myself present, I'm either upset over the past, over those that should be her with me or terrified over the future. Christmas is just hard being sick on top of it had just worn me down."

"Mi Amor, why didn't you say anything?" His warm eyes shone with concern, his pout was drawn down. You already wanted to kiss the look of sadness away.

"My anxiety is because I was born messed up. You have actual reasons to have anxiety." You avoid his eyes as you speak.

A moment later you find yourself crushed to his chest. "You and I both know you weren't born messed up. You wouldn't say that about anyone else in your shoes so don't say it about yourself. Besides that one of the neat things about anxiety, it will go after anyone." He pressed a kiss to your head. "So Christmas is a trigger for you?" You only nod against him. You let him hold you until the anxiety swells in your stomach and you have to use the bathroom. Frankie appears at the door when you are done. "Hey, why don't you take a bath? They warmth will help with your stomach. When you come down we can try to get a little toast or something in you. OK?" His care caused an ache inside you. Why couldn't your stupid body accept that you had it pretty good and just calm down?

"Hey." Frankie moved to catch your eyes. "Wherever you just went, don't go there again. I love you."

"Love you, too." And you did even when your felt like you didn't feel your feelings the way you should, you always loved Frankie. Even back when you were just friends before Benny's New Year's Eve party.

The bath helped you stomach a little. It didn't help your thoughts as much. Grabbing some fresh clothes from your bedroom you didn't notice some things had been moved. Walking into the living room, you definitely noticed. "Frankie...?"

The Christmas tree was gone. The few ornaments were gone. The presents under the tree were gone but there was pile of stuff in their place. A book, a video game, what looked like comfortable clothes. While you were taking it all in Frankie come in through the front door.

"Frankie? What did you do?" You tilted your head at him.

"I thought we could just have our own holiday. None of that stuff or expectations. I drew up us a new routine." He gestured to the counter behind you. On a note pad he had drawn up a timetable, including all your favourite ways to pass the time. He even drawn a cute winky face next to a section labeled 'Playtime'. "I unwrapped your present. You can look at them whenever. I was just grabbing the recipients from my glove box. You can return anything you don't want. No pressure." He handed you all his receipts, well all except the one for your engage ring. That was now hidden, along with the ring itself. Waiting for a day where you were more yourself.

"Frankie...I..." Tears pricked your eyes. You knew none of this would magically erase your anxiety. Your body would just have to process this illness before you could take all the steps necessary to handle this time of year but for the first time in days, you could see passed it. There was hope. That you weren't going to feel this way forever. That even if you got better this time you wouldn't just be treading water until the next bout. That you weren't broken. All the things you kept trying to remind yourself now felt a little bit more real, thanks to Frankie.

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[justsomerandomfanfic]

A Bit Of A Rebel - Eddie Munson X Female Reader

Title: A Bit Of A Rebel

Eddie Munson X Female Reader

Additional Characters: Reader's mother (Mentioned), Reader's friends (Mentioned), and other school peers

WC: 1,118

Warnings: A bit suggestive, insecurities, fear of rejection, popular kids, mentions of weed, mentions of smoking, mention of drinking, and sort of cringe

Eddie sighed as he watched you, heart aching in his chest. You were so beautiful, your hair shining like gold from the light of the fire as it reflected off the flames. He was at some dumb party, in the woods. Music was blasting some song he didn't know. A giant campfire burned in the center of the get-together. Eddie didn't want to come, but some quarterback asked him to, for his... Business purposes. So here he was, watching you dance around the fire with this other guy whose name Eddie couldn't remember and who had been with you all night.

You made eye contact with Eddie unexpectedly and smiled, walking towards him. You had only talked to him a few times, either in the halls of Hawkins High School or in the three classes you shared. You were one of the nicer people in Hawkins, somewhere in the middle of being popular and a goody two shoes.

"Hi," You said, sitting down next to him on the log seat.

"Hey," He spoke, grabbing the silver tin and bringing it to his lap.

You shook your head, placing your hand on his, stopping his movements. "I didn't come here for a smoke." You said, and Eddie felt flush.

"What did you come over here for?" He asked, looking into your eyes.

You laughed softly. "To talk to you. To tell you that I've always liked you since I first saw you a year ago." You said shyly.

Now, this was unexpected.

He looked away before turning back to you. "Yeah? And why's that?" He asked, curious.

"Because you're really cute and you seem nice," You said, smiling at him.

He didn't say anything so you continued. "I like how you don't care what people think about you. Not to mention how amazingly funny you are." You spoke, with a small laugh.

Eddie couldn't believe it. This must have been some sick prank. There was no way someone actually liked him. He had never dated anyone in high school. In fact, he hadn't even kissed anyone yet! Why would you like him? You should've liked some guy on some sports team. Not some weird, nerdish freak who sold weed on the side. He wasn't good enough for her. He was already nervous just talking to her, now she was telling him that she liked him. It was too much to handle.

"Look, I'm flattered by that, but..." He started, sounding unsure.

"It's okay if you don't feel the same way," You interrupted, placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder.

Your touch sent pleasant shivers down his spine.

"No, it's not that," He said, smiling.

"What is it then?" You asked, surprised.

"Yes, I mean yeah, I kinda like you too," He admitted, blushing.

Looking away from her, he looked at the other teens at the party, all-dancing, either drunk or high.

"But, you shouldn't like me." He spoke with a sigh.

"Why not?" You asked, confused.

"Oh, well..." Eddie began, hesitating.

You sat there patiently waiting.

"Well, you're pretty and popular." He spoke, trying not to sound annoyed, but failing miserably.

You just laughed, shaking your head. "Eddie, just because I'm pretty and slightly popular doesn't mean I can't have feelings for you." You said, pressing your lips against his cheek. "And besides, I'd date a nerd like you if you asked me out." You teased, causing him to blush.

When he didn't say anything, you continued. "You do know that I'm a nerd too, right?" You asked, grinning.

Eddie looked at you, eyes wide, "Really?"

You nodded with a huge smile. "Yeah! I'm obsessed with Star Wars and I may or may not have dabbled in the arts of D&D." You admitted, smiling wider.

Eddie looked shocked. He had never thought you would like D&D.

"What? Why haven't you joined my club?" He asked and you gave him a sad smile.

"I don't have time after school to go. Student Council runs during the same time." You spoke and Eddie nodded. "I would join, but my parents want me to take this club. My mom was in it when she was in high school. She wants me to follow in her footsteps." You finished, digging your foot into the dirt ground, slightly annoyed.

"Have you asked her if you could switch?" Eddie asked ad you nodded.

"I tried. But she won't let me." You sighed.

Eddie knew of your mother, she hated him ever since you partnered up with him for a class project and invited him to your house. Your mother watched him with such judgment, eyes firm and lips turned into a constant frown. She didn't like his whole aesthetic, his taste in music, or the tattoo. In her eyes, she didn't want her daughter around him.

You and Eddie sat in silence for a moment before you got an idea. Looking at Eddie with a huge smirk on your face, eyes holding so much mischief, you scooted closer to him.

"I have an idea. I'll go to my club and sign in, then go to yours." You spoke and Eddie couldn't help but smile.

"Really? You'd break the rules to go to my club?" He asked skeptically.

You nodded, "Of course. Might as well break a few rules in life or it's gonna get boring." You spoke and Eddie smirked.

You were perfect.

"You break rules often?" He asked and you nodded, leaning closer to Eddie.

"Yep, I love the adrenaline rush." You said with a grin.

Eddie gulped and glanced around nervously.

You placed a soft kiss on his cheek and pulled back, looking at him with a smile.

"Let's ditch this party and go to my house."

"Your mom hates me, Y/N," Eddie spoke but you just gave him a smug look.

"She's on a business trip with my father. I have the whoooole house to myself." You told him and Eddie chuckled.

"How long will they be gone?" He asked and you shrugged nonchalantly.

"A week," You replied. "And I need someone to protect me while they're gone." You whined with a fake pout, loving the way Eddie's cheek grew pink.

Eddie let out a shaky breath, looking into your eyes before they trailed down to your lips.

"Well, we don't want the fair maiden to be all by her lonesome," He said, standing up and offering his arm.

You took it with a smile and stood up, kissing his cheek gently.

"Thank you, Eddie," You whispered and he just smiled back at you.

"You're welcome, Y/N." He spoke and your cheeks flushed red.

You giggled as you walked through the forest with him, going to his van.

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