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discotenny · 6 months

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Sleeping Positions (hypmic)

Their favorite ways to fall asleep with you <3

Everyone (-Rei) x reader, fluff, mentions of nightmares in some drabbles

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Buster Bros

Ichiro

Ichi likes feeling like he’s protecting you. He loves being the big spoon, holding you from behind with his arms wrapped around you tightly. And he’s so strong too so just dndnmmmmdmn. His arms are sturdy and secure- while his face is squishy and soft. When you nap on the couch together, he’ll zip up his jacket with both if you inside so you’re nice and snuggly, together.

On a cold winters day, this was his favorite. His brothers were out for the evening and it was just you and him alone- cuddling sleepily on his sofa. The two of you huddled into his jacket, a silly yet familiar position. Like a sack of potatoes, there’s little the two of you can do other than flop down sideways.

His head finds its natural place on top of your head as he starts to doze off. Ichiro mumbles words of love in his cozy delirium and kisses your head all around to the best of his ability.

“Ah…” Ichi lets out a loving sigh, “perfect. You’re perfect. I love you.”

Jiro

Jiro loves laying down in your lap. It’s the optimal position to be in when procrastinating on work, trying to cool down on hot days, and to stare at you of course! He sneaks in admiral peeks while pretending to be asleep. He’s not very subtle about it, not that you mind though. Please play with his hair though, he’d fall asleep immediately if you started doing that while he was in your lap.

A hot summer day warranted this situation, Jiro justified. “Babe please I just need a break!!” He whined as he wiggled his head into your lap- desperate to escape the study session you surprised him with(you told him it was a date).

Also hot and exhausted, you reluctantly sighed and brought a hand to his hair, ruffling it slightly as you looked down at your notebook. “Just ten minutes though, ‘kay baby?”

Nodding enthusiastically Jiro closed his eyes and relaxed, “Yep, yep, just fifteen~”

He would end up napping for twenty.

Saburo

Saburo loves sleepovers! Through video calls, of course. He’d never let anyone know this, but he falls asleep with you on call basically every night. He props his phone to face himself and feels giddy every time he gets to sleep looking at you. Saburo’s already on video call with you practically the entire day, so why not the entire night too?

Saburo fixes his sheets as he places his phone on his desk, facing the camera towards his form. “Are you ready to sleep yet?” He calls from behind him. From the phone you give a light hum in acknowledgment. Already snuggled in your bed, you wait for your boyfriend to finish his tasks.

Once he is done the lights turn off and he brings his phone closer to his face. Sleep lines his voice as he speaks through a yawn, “Make sure to set your alarm for tomorrow y/n.”

He’s only met with your snores as a reply. Smiling to himself, he fights the tiredness and sets an alarm on his phone for the both of you.

Mad Trigger Crew

Samatoki

Samatoki’s favorite sleeping position isn’t something he goes to subconsciously. Going to bed he swears up and down he needs his space cause he overheats. But through the night, a hand finds its way to yours. An arm finds a comfortable place under your head. And slowly but surely, Samatoki unknowingly nudges you closer and closer to his chest. Maybe it’s remnants of the desperation not to lose another one important to him, but who really knows.

He wakes up and there’s something on his chest. Opening his eyes, he's confused because he doesn't remember getting a cat. Patting around, his hand accidentally smacks your face and you awake with a jolt. "What the-" You roll off his chest unceremoniously and glare at him. "What was that for Toki?"

"H-HUH?!" Samatoki scoots away at your angry glare. "What were you one me for- ow?!"

You smack him in the chest for that. "You bring me to you every night asshole! Why are you surprised?!" His only reply is an annoyed grumble at a truth he can't deny.

Jyuto

Jyuto adores being able to fall asleep on your shoulder. Being the type of person he is, he tends to have his guard up a lot. But falling asleep on you, giving up his defenses and showing off pure vulnerability- it’s an expression of his trust to you. It shows just how much of himself he’s willing to show you just because he loves you so much more.

You and Jyuto sit in the back of Rio's car, driving to a far away destination unbeknownst to you. Jyuto said he needed you to come for emotional support- but maybe it was just so he could have a comfortable pillow to sleep on during the ride.

Already fully asleep on your shoulder, drool threatens to drip from his lips and onto your clothes. He lets out loud snores that tests everyone's patience each time.

After one particularly loud SNNRRRRRR, Samatoki has enough and screams in frustration. Through your fits of laughter, Jyuto wakes up, letting out a delirious "what" at the glares of his teammate.

Rio

Rio prefers it when you sleep on him. He feels the most comfortable when he’s protecting you. The most relaxed when he knows you’re safe. And when you’re sleeping, when you’re at your most vulnerable, he likes keeping an eye out for you in those moments. He may not be sleeping then but keeping you safe will always be his favorite thing ever.

You’re drooling on him but he doesn’t mind. An arm wraps around your shoulder, keeping you pressed tight against him in slumber.

There’s a warm feeling that finds itself comfortably in his chest as he watches you. Your chest rises up and down with each breath, your head bobs slowly with every soft sound you make, Rio can’t help himself but give you a little kiss on your head.

“AH-“ you awake at the startling contact, clocking your boyfriend in the jaw with your head, causing him to let out a monotone “ow-“

Fling Posse

Ramuda

Ramuda sleeps in the fetal position. Curled up into a ball. He feels the safest when you’re surrounding him though. Holding him through the night, keeping him grounded, securing him to your love. Alas, Ramuda is a little spoon. When you hold him at night he’ll cuddle into your chest, loving the way your touch is all he senses, your scent is all he smells, your face is all he sees, and your love is all he feels.

Ramuda's ahoge seemingly targets your nose with tickles. Back and forth movements, it doesn’t seem to keep still. Almost like it has a mind of its own, you scrunch up your nose but never manage to get away.

Sentient ahoge aside, Ramuda himself is curled into you. It’s so innocent the way he does it, you could cry. Soft breathing can be heard coming from his nose. Sometime during the night a piece of your pajama shirt found its way into his mouth, and he chews on it slowly. His drool makes a wet spot on your shirt but the way his lips purse out alongside his chubby cheeks just make you want to squish him.

And so you do, and that wakes him up with a whine. Kneading his cheeks and kissing his face, his complaints turn into gasps and his gasps turn into him doing the same.

“I have such a sweet partner, don’t I?” Ramuda says before climbing on top of you, sentient ahoge tickling your ear as he snuggled into your neck.

Gentaro

Gentaro loves to be snuggled up next to you. All over you in fact. He naturally runs cold and especially in his sleep he subconsciously searches out the most comforting source of warmth. Gentaro’s almost overwhelming in how much cuddling he wants to do. Tangling legs together, cold hands up your back and on your stomach, and he teases you all the while!! He’s super annoying with it SMH

A cold finger swipes itself down your spine and you have to hold yourself back from throwing your boyfriend off you. “Gen! Why would you do that!” you whine at his giggles to your shock.

With a kiss to your neck, you feel him smirk. “Why, I didn’t do anything darling. Maybe it was the ghost that haunts the Yumeno residence halls. Do not worry! I will protect you dear~” He presses himself closer to you before allowing another cold finger to tickle your stomach.

“Keep that up and you’re gonna be the next ghost to haunt these halls, Gen,” your threat makes him pout as he sighs against your neck in defeat.

“My darling threatens me even in the face of the absurd and paranormal, life is cruel in many many ways I’m afraid….” Pinch his cheeks, will you? It’s the only way to get him to stop.

Dice

Dice is used to falling asleep in any position he finds himself in at the night. He's not particularly picky nor does he really have favorites. Feel free to maneuver his body anyway that you like for your comfort. He’s like a rag doll that you can move any which way. He sleeps like a log and won't even wake up if you kick him in the face LOL

You wake up to use the bathroom and almost scream at the feeling of your leg behind held in someone’s arms. Scared half to death, you kick the source but receive no response. In a familiar sense of deja vu, your mind is barely there to check under the sheets for the source of the hold. Of course, you find it.

For some reason, your wonderful partner Dice managed to maneuver himself to be upside down in the middle of the night. With his feet at your pillows, Dice found himself cuddling the closest source of you to him, your leg.

You rub his face a bit to make sure you didn’t hurt him. He leans into your warm touch uncontrollably, a smile falling upon his cheeks. A pleased sound leaves his chest as he snuggles up to your hand.

Then, you’re left with two options. One, go upside down as well to cuddle with your partner. Or two, let Dice continue cuddling with your foot. The choice is up to you~~~

Matenrou

Jakurai

Jakurai loves holding your hand in your sleep. He’ll let you cuddle into him if you’d prefer so, of course, but something about being connected through your hands makes him feel warm. He often stays up later than you do so he likes to squeeze your hand while you sleep. His heart feels funny when you subconsciously sleeps back. Bonus! He likes your natural expression as you fall asleep and doesn’t want to disturb that by whatever movement close contact brings.

Jakurai’s slender fingers tap along your knuckles in a rhythm. Tip tap tip tap. As he reads his book, a title focused on the human psychology, you stay beside him, snoring into a pillow already fast asleep. Tip tap tip tap.

The clock ticks away as the seconds pass by. Tick tock tick tock. As he gets to the last page, a satisfied smile comes onto his face, pleased at finishing his book. Tick tock tick tock.

However- the silence of tips and ticks and taps and tocks is interrupted by a gasp in your sleep, Jakurai immediately alerting at the sound. You grasp his hand tightly in your sleep and lean into the touch. Jakurai brings his free hand to your cheek, stroking it with the softest touch a human could muster.

Your face morphs into a smile, and the room again fills with the sounds of tip taps and tick tocks. “Good night, angel,” Jakurai says with a whisper.

Hifumi

Hifumi sleeps on top of you. Like legit on top of you. He subconsciously rolls over on you in his sleep and there’s nothing you can do about it. He’s heavy and you can’t push him off- but with the smile on his face and the way he smells so good- do you really wanna move? Yes. You do. Cause you’re desperately thirsty and Hifumi refuses to move until morning.

It’s 3 AM and you’re not sleepy at all. You woke up earlier from a dream and was incredibly thirsty. Lucky for you- your partner always keeps two glasses of water, one for each of you, beside the bed for situations just like this.

If only you could reach it.

Hifumi lays starfished on top of you. His cheek presses to your neck, his arm encapsulates yours, and his legs are twisted to be one with yours. Overall- he’s immovable. Desperate for a sip of what sounds like the most refreshing drink in the world, you try to pry your partner off of you bit by bit.

And it works, surprisingly. Your arm manages to roll his off of you. You somehow get his legs to swing to the side. However, once you try and move your head, trying to propel your body sideways- Hifumi’s unconscious body stumbles back onto yours unceremoniously.

And it’s even heavier this time! Your hand motions for the water, so, so needy but to no avail.

If you’re desperate enough, call Doppo in to help you. He’s definitely still awake.

Doppo

An arm under your back or one over your shoulder- Doppo loves cuddling to sleep. With him there is no big spoon or little spoon, it’s just whatever position gets the two of you in as much skin to skin contact as possible. He loves indulging in everything you have to offer- whether it be your warmth or all your love. Doppo loves kissing whatever space he can access- wanting to show just how much he missed you during his workday.

Tears stream down his face and sniffles fill the quietness of the room. His arms are curled around you, and yours do the same to him. Doppo tries his best not to let the tears fall onto you, but all worries of that are whisked away as you bring his head to rest in the crook of your neck.

The stress of his work day culminated to a bed time breakdown- where the one moment he had to rest and relax was taken over by all the shit piling up from the day.

He’s regretful, guilty that you’re taking time out of your night to comfort him like this. Quiet “shhhs” and soft pats to his back soothe him ever so slowly- the guilt being overtaken by his focus on your presence.

Doppo tries to wipe his tears but you beat him to it- kissing his under eyes to his shock and awe.

“It’s gonna be alright baby,” you muse, “just go to sleep.”

Your words make him feel 100% better and make him squeeze you 100% tighter.

Bad Ass Temple

Kuko

Kuko will ALWAYS sleep on your chest no matter what. Not in any perverted way- but he loves listening to your heartbeat and refuses to fall asleep without it. He calls it his personal white noise (yuck!!). Kuko holds you tight as he rests on you- not allowing you to escape or push him off lol. It gets really annoying when he tries to take a nap on you cause he’s just dragging you down with him. AND HE DROOLS TOO!!!

“Kuko get off me I have to piss,” you say, your palms moving to his cheeks as you try to shove him off your chest.

The action only makes him burrow his head deeper into you, hair moving wildly with the movements. “Nope, I’m sleepy baby, so ya’ gotta stay here,”

“Well I have to piss so you have to move!” You start to squirm, moving your body every which way as an attempt to get your clingy partner off.

Through your wiggles, Kuko lets out an obnoxiously loud snore, muffled by your clothes. Your further attempts to shove him off are to no avail as his grip remains unmoving. With a sigh, you turn to your final choice.

“Kuko if you don’t get off I’m dragging you to the toilet with me.”

With no grumble let our, Kuko lets you go almost immediately.

Jyushi

Jyushi’s too cute guys 😭😭😭 HE KOALA HUGS!!! He clings to you like a koala at night, arms and legs wrapped around you. His head is on your chest and he lets out the softest noises it’s kndjdnfkfndkkdk. Be warned, if you decide you need to get up for whatever reason he’ll let you go but start subconsciously pat around the bed looking for you

Coming home late due to being forced to work (unpaid) overtime, you expected your partner to fall asleep without you.

What you didn’t expect was to see him squirming around, snoring while his arms pat down your side of the bed, twisting turning and somehow frowning when he reaches an empty spot of mattress.

A nightmare? You’d rather not entertain the thought, but the small whimpers he lets out indicate otherwise. With a frown of your own you place a hand on his head, patting it to hopefully calm him in his slumber.

What you also didn’t expect was for Jyushi to throw his unconscious body into your lap, snuggling up to you with concealed strength. His whimpers turn to happy hums- and part of you is left to wonder if he was even fully asleep at all…

Hitoya

Arm around your shoulder holding you tight- what a classic guy! lol. He's not the type to initiate cuddling but he does like having you close at night. Throw an arm around his chest why don't you- it'll make him flustered ehehe. Hitoya snores LOUD though guys, be careful!

“Mmmm, you smell good ‘Toya,” you say, cuddling into his broad chest.

You feel the vibrations of fluster rise up, hearing your partner stammer as his hands raise in defense and surprise. “W-why’d you say that huh?”

The reaction only causes you to snuggle deeper, and to hold his hand to bring it back to your shoulder (where it belongs). “Cuz it’s true,” you say with smugness lacing your tone.

You don’t even need to hear the mumbles that come from his mouth, the rising heartbeat from his chest says everything about his reaction and more.

Dotsuitare Hompo

Sasara

Sasara loves cuddling at night ugh! He's a big spoon, holding you with strong arms and burying his head in your hair. He has nightmares at night and he swears cuddling you is the only way to make them go away. Buuuut, Sasara is a bit annoying because he tries to tickle you sometimes. A quick jab to his stomach puts a stop to that though LOL.

It’s a stormy night and Sasara Nurude cannot sleep. Every flash of lightning brings back painful memories and cruel “what ifs.” Every clap of thunder makes him hold you tighter in his arms.

Unlike him, you were fast asleep. He preferred it this way, at the very least he knew you were safe and that you couldn’t go anywhere. Your soft snores are his only lifeline as he winces at the shadows of trees knocking at the window.

It’s hard to breathe but he tries to slowly sync his panicked breaths with your relaxed ones. It’s hard to think but he focuses his mind on the amazing memories the two of you shared. He starts to feel disconnected from his body and all of a sudden it feels like you aren’t in his arms anymore.

His eyes open and he can’t see anything. His breath picks up. His mind starts to race. He starts to squeeze his arms around himself until he can feel anything but just him.

“Mnhmmm, Sasara,” through tired deliriousness you go to pinch your lover’s cheek.

“H-huh?”

“Yer squeezing the life out of me baby,” you let go of his face and move to hold his hands, already dozing back off to the dream you had prior. “It’s gonna be alright, just focus on me.”

“R-right, it’s gonna be alright.” He turns his gaze away from the window, he closes his ears off from the storm, and his body focuses back on protecting you. At least, as long as he’s with you, he can start to feel like everything’s alright in the world.

Rosho

Rosho wants to fall asleep holding your face. His hands hold you so gently it's like another pillow in of itself. You're the light of his life, the shining star in his world, everything that makes waking up worth it. He likes knowing you’re going to be the first thing he sees when he wakes up and vice versa.

His hands are dirty, you note to yourself. There’s graphite stains that outline his fingerprints, pen ink under his nails, and you’re pretty sure that paper cut next to his wedding ring is going to get infected if you don’t put a bandage on it soon.

You have to stop his hand from touching your cheeks and the devastated look he gives you makes you want to die.

“You need to clean your hands before we go to bed.”

The blank look of confusion he gives you would almost be funny if it wasn’t about something so serious. “My hands aren’t dirty-“

“Have you looked at them?!” You start to rub the places that have marks, pointing them out and rambling about needing to take care of himself even after grading so many papers.

“And look right here! Why is there green pen ink on the side of your nail? We don’t even own green pens- seriously you’re going to get color all over me and the sheets- are you even listening to me?”

There’s a light fluster on his cheeks as he stares down at your hand touching his. The way your soft fingers rub against his own, how your chiding voice contrasts against the tenderness of your actions. The question you ask makes him cough and light up even more.

“Ah- I- Sorry- I-“ Yeah no. He can’t really give a good excuse to the blush on his face.

Rei

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Beefy post yet again!!! Please give me your thoughts on this I worked real hard >,<

Some of the drabbles gave me more trouble than others, like I was really stuck on Doppo’s for like a week LOL. I hope you enjoyed it though, imagining all these sweet soft moments makes me feel warm.

Currently also working on Akechi’s part to “lost you once” and it’s looking to be one of the longer fics I’ve written 😳😳😳

N E WAYS!!! I’ll see you guys later! Have a good day/night/afternoon, W HT EVER ‼️��🫵

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hangeslefteye · 1 year

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Getting held by the armored titan

A short drabble where Reiner holds the annoying reader <3

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''Reiner!''you yelled and ran to the corner of the roof you were standing.

For a couple of days now you were insisting him to hold you in his titan form.You knew how he felt about his titan so you thought this could help him to see his titan something other than just a death machine.Yet he refused you countless of times before he gave up and agreed.

You looked at the brute before your eyes.You had to admit how scary it looked with his armored muscles and shining golden eyes but knowing who was in the control of this giant only brought peace to you.

Armored titan walked close to the house you were standing on the roof of.He brought his palms together and looked at it for a moment as if he hesistated to lay it to you.

''Reiner bring your hands closer!''you yelled again.His titan didn't have the ability to speak so he nodded before he did as he was told.He brought his two huge hands to your reach.You didn't lose time to climb onto it.İt was suprising how tough it's exterior was yet inside of it was squishy like pillows.

You sat on his huge hands comfortably.He looked at you in his palms for a moment before he pulled his hands off roof and closer to his face.

''Aaaah Rei you are comfortable, you know baby?'' you said shamelessly and threw yourself completely onto your back to lay with your hands behind your head.His face was so close to yours so you couldn't resist the urge to pet his nose lovingly.

''Your titan is almost as handsome as you too!''you said playfully as you kept petting him.You were eager to tease him today since he couldn't speak.

As a sign of your victory, he unclenched his jaw to relase some built up steam.''Why are you getting hot for?''you said and laughed whole heartedly.But then the armored titan opened his mouth completely and brought you close to his mouth.''Oi oi oi,Reiner no,you can't eat me!''you screamed and got up to get out of his grasp.

Then you saw his huge wet tongue as it came to your direction.And he licked you.

He dragged his tongue all over your hair to your upper body.Unable to understand the situation you gave a high pitched ''EWW'' but that seemed to amuse the giant and he made a deep grunting sound.You understood this is how titans laughed.You tapped his armored mouth to say ''Reiner you are disgusting'' but he made an another grunting sound which made his golden eyes shine.

Despite the titan saliva on your hair you sighed happily.You were ready to do anything to see him having fun and being light hearted like this.

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I go to asylum when?? xD Also I can make a taglist for those who want.I got one (1) person for now :D @roseofdarknessblog

I think I'll do it for other shifters too stay in tune if you liked <3 (Porco and Pieck inc)

#attack on titan #reiner braun #reiner brainrot #tilf #xD #armored titan #reiner x reader #reiner x y/n #reiner aot #reiner braun x you #aot #snk #shingeki no kyojin

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gentrychild · 1 year

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If the ask game is still open: When Inko saw that the thief Takami was caught by Endeavor, she immediately went to look for her friend from the orphanage, Tomie.

1 - Tomie and Inko learned to sew together. The orphanage they were at wanted the children to acquire all the practical skills they could get and while every children learn to knit, Inko loved sewing and tailoring clothes while Tomie learned to embroider for fun. This is important because when the Takami thief was arrested, there was a patch of a very beautiful and very specific embroidery on his jacket. Since Tomie absolutely sucks at choosing romantic partners, Inko immediately realized that Tomie had moved in with a hitman. And not even a good one at that.

2 - She goes to the town where the Takami thief was found and wanders a bit until she finds Tomie and a five-year-old in the streets. Tomie tells her that her honey was arrested. The child is barefoot. Inko buys him Endeavor sneakers (they are cheap and good quality and he is incredibly happy about it) then brings everyone in her tiny apartment. Baby Keigo is the perfect roommate who cleans the apartment, catches birds and tries too cook them and Inko keeps telling him that no, it's not necessary. Tomie is not and Inko, fed up, tells her to GET A HOLD OF HERSELF. When Tomie asks her if Inko is going to kick her out if she doesn't, Inko tells her that no, she is going to kick Tomie's ass. Tomie 100% believes her, leaves, and she comes back in the evening, she announces that she had found a job and that she is going to pay half of the rent and some of the grocery bills now.

3 - Inko heavily suspects that Tomie's new job is absolutely not legal but she is poor and doesn't care much about illegality. It happens that Tomie is making a lot of money and she expects her to move out in the next week but Tomie is finding out what it's like to live with someone actually nice to her, is nice to her son, and let's be honest, Inko is an excellent cook. However, about a week later, some strange woman with a bullet wound in her stomach breaks into her home and passes out in Inko's bathroom. When the HPSC comes knocking to ask them if they have seen the awful sniper hero who killed the HPSC President, Inko throws a crocheted blanket over Kaina's limp form and lies through her teeth because she doesn't trust the government.

4 - They take a bigger apartment because Kaina also doesn't leave. Inko wonders if she is turning into one of those crazy cat ladies but with people technically on the run from the law. Tomie is still working as a very efficient look-out for criminals. Kaina isn't killing anyone lately but she acts as security detail for people who also work in the underworld. Inko has finished her studies but found out that there are more money to be made making reinforced clothes for the black market than hero costumes in the hero industry. Keigo is so happy that his mom is happy and that her aunts love him. (Aunt Inko even chased a HPSC recruiter with a slipper on two city blocks!)

5 - I will pass over the fact that Inko got a fling with a guy that turned out to be the boogeyman of the underworld, that Tomie and Kaina will never live it down and that Keigo cried the first time he saw Izuku because of how tiny and squishy he was. Instead, I am just going to say that their new neighbor moved in with her children in the apartment next door but her eldest accidentally burned the wall separating their homes down. At first, they put a curtain but soon, Himura Rei and her kids joined the little tribe.

#5 headcanons game #closed ask game

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eldritch-spouse · 1 year

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Pin-Pin! You remember this 👉

https://www.tumblr.com/eldritch-spouse/690221338705674240/what-are-the-names-of-the-various-yns-i-know?source=share

Please, please can we get an update from more of your ocs? 🥺

[Sure. Here's an updated version. Some of these repeat between characters. I'm deleting the old one to avoid confusion.]

What they call you

//-[TCE]-//

Belo: Chosen (in Krulu/You/Belo context); Charge; Lady; Lesser.

Santi: Love; Minx; Passion; Cocktease.

Grimbly: Mommy; Snack.

Patches: Firefly; Moonlight.

Sybastian: Muse; Catch; Treasure.

Vinnel: Poppet; Poppy; Daisy Bell; Petunia.

Gallon: Cherry; Chéri; Sangria.

Morell: Piglet; Piggy; Pumpkin.

Nebul: Pearl; Pet.

Fank-e: Spark; Bolt; Squishy; Squish.

Anomalies/Aquarium

Hellion (doesn't speak): Flower.

Pebble (doesn't speak): Mate; Wingless.

Colmei (doesn't speak): Queen; Matriarch.

Glauk (usually unintelligible): Friend (regardless of the dynamic being romantic/sexual).

Magus (usually unintelligible): Minnow.

//-[Icons]-//

(Aside from just "Queen")

Vesper: Vixen; Darling; Royal slut (insert endless dirty terminology).

Zizz: Marshmallow; Pillow; Softie.

Vorticia: Nibble; Tasty.

Cero: Inamorata; Pet; Cur.

Rinx: Jewel; Gem.

Livius: Sweetums; Idol.

Kalymir: Runt; Pipsqueak.

//-[Siadar and more]-//

Krulu: Chosen; Lamb; Songbird; Vessel; Lesser.

Miara: Charm; Shard.

Dorem: Flicker; Spark.

//-[Misc]-//

Breg: Angel; Mate; Wife.

Fasma: Toots; Tootsie; Sugar.

Shags: Inkling; Muse.

Ludwig: Babe; Noodle.

Obie: Peach; Bonbon.

Mervin: Pet; Loser; Lovely (rare).

Lacai: Lady; Cherub.

Nena: Butterfly; Beauty.

Pinter: Shorty; Champ.

Adelo: Peasant (playfully); Hummingbird.

Adrul: Beloved; Desired.

Sever (unintelligible): Morsel; Outsider.

Ivani: Dork; Loser; Nerd.

Katia: Sweetie; Cutie.

Jonesy: Chosen (in Miara/You/Jonesy context); Dove; Lesser.

Rei: Dolce; Doll; Dollface.

Katalina: Baby; Silly.

#general tce

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chisungie · 8 months

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[Elysia voice] Hi~ Did you miss me? ♡

The basic stuff about me is in my bio so I'll put other stuff down here :)

Games I play currently!

Honkai Impact 3rd (My favourite <3)

Ensemble Stars (JpnMusic, Basic, Engstars, Krstars)

Honkai Star Rail (Sometimes)

Genshin Impact (Sometimes)

Honkai ID: 100771199

Genshin ID: 604738594

HSR ID: 600704351

EnBasic: e8wih8gz (what the fuck)

KrStars: 7527606407

Engstars: 7573454007

(Lmk who you are before you add or I'll likely decline btw!)

Other things I used to be into / still like!

Uta No Prince Sama has a special place in my heart, sobs

Monster Hunter! I've played World/Iceborne, and own Rise!

Project Sekai. I played a little before Eng release but as of rn I just like the songs^^

Kpop. I stick to listening to songs only now, but I used to be a huge Ahgase, Monbebe, Nctzen, ARMY. And I love Chung Ha.

Sonic The Hedgehog. Games, Sonic X, the Movies, and I read like 1 comic bc I got it with a figure I bought.

.. Voltage Otome, but like. The old ones. Like, A Knight's Devotion. My Sweet Bodyguard. Love Letter from Thief X. Celebrity Darling. Oh, and 10DWMD! My shameful past 💀

Amnesia Anime/Otome. I did end up playing all routes, and completed most, if not all, endings. It was fun <3

Kinda got into Idolish7? Banger anime, good music. Didn't get into the series past that tho ><

My Favourite Characters!

Don't follow me if you dislike/hate them and are vocal about it. I don't want to hear it, take it somewhere else.

HI3 Elysia! My favourite girl ever, you'll always be loved and remembered 🥹

HI3 Raiden Mei. My og wife material girlie I love her sm 🙏

(Tbh most of the HI3 cast has a special place in my heart.)

GI Yae Miko. Incase the pattern wasn't obvious, I adore hyv's pretty pink women <3

HSR Kafka. Good lord, she's hot.

Enst Undead / Oogami Koga / Sakuma Rei. We are.. Undead! <3

Enst Crazy:B / Amagi Rinne / HiMERU. Sorry, unfortunately I'm a RnHmP. Please forgive me 🙏 /j

Enst Akatsuki / Hasumi Keito. This green glasses man has had a tight grip on me since day one alongside Rei and I HATE HIM SO MUCH (affectionate.

Utapri Ittoki Otoya. MY SUNSHINE BOY I ALMOST FORGOT HIM IM SO SORRY 😭

Utapri HEAVENS / Quartet Night. QN on top bc their dynamics are so funny and their music bangs. Heavens also up there for their music <3 (dont have bias in each?🤷‍♀️)

GI Childe / Al haitham. I will not explain myself but they are my squishies.

AKD Lute / Haku. Oh my god. Also my squishies and they always fight and compete like idiots. I love them so much.

10DWMD Kamui Meguru. Babie. Love him sm 😭

MSB Sora, LLFTX Hiro, CD Sho. My type in Voltage Otome was very obvious 🤦‍♀️ Not Voltage but ToT Luke too. Unfortunately, Amnesia Toma as well.. ;;

IkeVamp Arthur Conan Doyle. I can't believe I forgot him.. He's a bad, bad man and is really disgusting at the beginning/in other routes, but once he opens up and starts acting properly? Chefs kiss.

There's more I just can't rmr rn. Whatever. Live, love, Elysia! <3

#chisungie #44597 #and if anyone uses smule im @rhelena ! i frequently join enst/utapri duets <3

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giggly-squiggily · 1 year

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squiggles, tell me your opinion on all the sk8 characters pls 👀

Hey friend! :D Oo, good question! I can certainly try! :D

This is gonna get long so under the cut it goes! (Also spoiler warning for SK8!)

Langa: *inhales* SNOW BABY- absolute angel. I adore him so much akljerjkaejkrja. He looks absolutely incredible while skateboarding and his faces going from charmingly cool to hilariously squishy makes my entire lifespan. I love his story and how he found a new passion in life after his father died. And how he was kind to Adam (who didn't deserve it) and gently reminded him how Skating should be: fun. Also his bond with Reki (if they're not canonically boyfriends, they are now) is one of my favorites in anime alltogether. He's so great ahhhh! I can't wait to see what comes next for him in the future!

Reki: *another inhale* AHH! God I freaking LOVE Reki!!! Maybe it's just my luck with anime, but rarely do I find sporty ones where a character's strengths aren't just the sport itself, you know? I love how Reki shines in designing and crafting skateboards and in turn teaching Langa how to do it. He's fantastic at explaining things and his understanding for the best outcome in wheels and boards is brilliant. Not to mention he's an absolute DOLL of a person. He's funny and charming; full of energy and one of the most supportive characters we see! I love how his story is more of a self-introspective one. I'm curious to see what they'll do with him in season 2- Is he gonna work on getting better via a Rei-esque character or is he gonna take the Makoto-esque route and lean more into skateboard support? (I use Free! comparisons because that's what's on the brain right now lkaejkrajkerjk) Either way I love him so much; he's grand.

Joe: My HUSBAND! That voice? Golden. Those muscles? *screams in Gou kin* That face? *melts* Can't you tell I love our big ol' green man? Joe's so funny and supportive to the kiddos in the show- I love how much of a big brother he is to Langa and Reki; giving good talks before a race and sneaking them in to get food at Cherry's. Also he's a cook! His food always looks good! And we can't talk about Joe without talking about Cherry! God there dynamic is absolutely hilarious! They're the old married couple that god divorced before they even proposed but are still married.

Cherry: My OTHER HUSBAND (and also: Mama Squiggily's favorite! I showed her the beach day episode last night) Where do I even begin with this guy? He's like Joe in the sense that he's absolutely hilarious but in a more composed sense. His entire theme while skating as this shinobi like warrior with a cyberpunk twist is just- YES. Also he's hot. He's so freaking hot holy gods- I love how defensive he gets over Carla and how he's constantly bickering with Joe despite showing up and supporting his business by eating there (we love to see supportive husbands lets go!) Also his story with Adam made my heart hurt- prior to the board smack, he probably thought there would be some sense of their old friendship there; but of course there wasn't. I wonder if we'll get to see more of that in season 2? Taking the ick out the equation- I just love Cherry so much (and his freaking LAUGH YES LORD).

Shadow: *flails* MY GUY!!! I love love love Shadow! He's mostly played for comedic relief, but he's such a great character! The shift between punk rock clown man to sweet flowershop boy is hilarious yet downright precious! I wanted to see more of him though- for all his comedic moments I want to see him get a proper story next season; maybe an arc that develops him further. All that being said; he's grand as they come! He's a grand himbo and a good soul!

Miya: *sobs* My child! The RPG king- he's a good kid! God his backstory hurt my heart; he deserves friends and people who care about him. I love how he calls Reki "slime" and all his different video game references. The brotherly dynamic between him and the others is just so freaking cute! (How he played Joe and Cherry's kid during the beach episode was so freaking cute aejrkaekjrkja). He's giving me big "Wouldn't you like to know, weather boy" energy and it's absolutely fantastic! Just- a genuine sweetheart through and through!

Adam: Ew.

Kamata: I don't really know all that much about her besides how she looks like Jesse from Team Rocket. Kinda has the same vibe too, you know? I'm kinda meh towards her- just general neutrality.

Kikuchi: Mr. Love Hotel! Frankly: he deserves better. He means well and he's so, so kind. Even at a young age, all he cared about was Adam and making him as happy as possible in life. He didn't deserve any of the BS Adam pulled on him. That one credit scene where he's holding Adam in his arms catching him was pretty cute, I can't deny. He's also a cutie and a really good skater, so that's that :D I like his revelations as a person and how he was always there for his childhood friend no matter what. He's pretty good in my eyes.

Now for some miscellaneous thoughts!

Reki's family: Precious. Langa's Mom? Queen. Carla? Love to see her. Adam's aunties? Hope they burn. Skateboard shop owner? Sweetheart. The little fox/dog thing? Adorable. Flowershop manager: Sweetheart.

Thanks for asking! :D

#squiggily speaks #ask #myreygn #friend :3 #fangirling with friends #anime talks #I just have alot of feelings #these characters are so sweet ahhhh #genuinely I loved everyone #except adam #he knows what he did #well written character and entertaining?#sure #everything else?#nope #but yee :D

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moon-antics · 4 years

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Hiya! Could you please do a Rey x Reader with the prompt “I’m still here because of you” (38)? Thank you xx

authors note : i’m in such an angsty mood today, i hope you enjoy it! i want to write more for rey tbh, i’m gay for her. and this turned out way longer than i meant for it to be so oops

character / ship : rey x reader

prompt(s) : 38 - “i’m still here because of you”

summary : sometimes you have a much bigger impact on a person than you could ever imagine

word count : 1339

warnings : sad reader, self-doubt

Ajan Kloss was such a beautiful planet, you loved strolling around the jungle areas where no one would find you.

Unfortunately, it seems like that’s all you’re ever doing.

You do have an X-Wing, but you’re not an exceptionally great pilot, so they never really send you out on missions. You can shoot a blaster, yet you usually miss your target. And the datapads hate you, they never work when you need to use them.

So, you’re mostly stuck with cleaning droids or transporting cargo around, nothing special.

‘Just like me’, you always think to yourself, ‘I’m not special either.’

But there was one person who thought entirely different about you, Rey. You met her when she helped you and the rest of the Resistance members escape from Crait.

For some reason, you caught her eye and she immediately started talking to you when you were on the Falcon. Obviously, you thought she was amazing, she was a Jedi after all. Unlike you.

When the Resistance settled on Ajan Kloss, you both started talking more regularly, and it didn’t go unnoticed by Rey how you were never given any assignments. At first, there was an understanding smile on your lips, but every time you got told again and again that you couldn’t help, it faded until you just offered a nod, your gaze meeting the ground.

And that broke Rey’s heart. She wanted to take you with her on whatever mission she was going, but she couldn’t.

She tried to convince you to join her on one of her training rounds through the forest, but you refused. “I’d just be in your way.”, you said, acting like that was something normal to say.

In her eyes, you were perfect. She watched you from afar a lot, when you were standing with your friends and just talked. She loved the way you laughed at some joke that was made, your eyes almost closing because of how your smile reached them. The cute way you apologized when you bump into someone, the way you smile at her when you catch her staring, how tender you handle the droids. Especially BB-8, he loves you. He’s the most excited when Poe tells him that you’re going to watch him and take care of him for a bit.

That’s another thing, Rey convinced Poe to let you take BB-8 while he’s on a mission, which is a hard thing to do, he loves the droid. Still, she was able to, and for some reason that little task made you feel a little more important.

But that was some time ago, Poe always took BB-8 on mission with him now, so you couldn’t hear his happy beeps as often anymore. Cleaning other astro-droids just didn’t feel the same.

So now, after a whole day of cleaning droids and carrying boxes around, you finally sat down in the small cafeteria area to eat something. But your appetite wasn’t as big today, so you just swallowed the few bites on your plate and got back up.

All these people talking around you all day were getting too much, you needed some time for yourself.

Rey watched you getting up and leaving after you’d only sat down a few minutes ago. A sad frown settled on her features. She should’ve sat with you; you often ate alone.

With no words she got up and left the cafeteria after you, ignoring Finn’s confused shouts at her to come back.

She looked around as she stepped out, it had started raining, which isn’t uncommon for the jungle planet. Nonetheless she didn’t care about the rain as she watched your figure disappear behind some trees of the forest.

With quick steps she followed you, her hair and clothes fully drenched once she reached you. You had the hood of your coat up, arms wrapped around yourself, shivering because of the cold.

A warm hand was placed on your arm, making you turn around. You were shocked to see Rey standing in front of you, the rain pouring down on the two of you now.

She didn’t talk, neither did you. You didn’t need to. Her gaze made you feel safe, like you could almost hear her say “It’s okay, I’m here for you.”

And that was all it took for you to let go, to let it all out. Your lip started to tremble, and your gaze fell to the ground. What you felt next was something you’ve longed for so long, a comforting embrace.

Rey wrapped her arms around you tightly, pulling you against her body. Her grip held you in place, but it was still gentle, like she was afraid of breaking you.

She knew how you felt, you have spoken to her about it before, but you always play it off, saying its fine and that you’re used to it. You should never feel like that. You had often told her about how sometimes you just wanted to leave all of this behind, the Resistance and the burden of expectations you put on yourself.

Her head leant on yours as you cried into her shoulder, letting all the frustration that had gathered out. She gently reached around and wrapped your coat around the both you, pulling you even closer to her body. Her hands rubbed circles on your back, spreading warmth over your skin.

After a few minutes you looked up at her, your cheeks wet with a mix of your own tears and the raindrops falling from the sky. Rey’s hand cupped your cheeks, wiping them gently. She could feel how they turned warm and smiled softly at your reaction.

Your hands were gripping onto her clothes the whole time, only when she leaned closer your grip loosened.

“You aren’t useless (Y/N).. you’re not a nobody, you’re you and that’s great. The assignments you get might seem unimportant to you, but you’re just as much a part of the Resistance as I am.”

You couldn’t look her in the eyes anymore, but hers kept searching yours. “Look at me..”

And you did, what you found in them made you want to stay, for once in your life.

“You think I never feel useless? My training is going slow, I make many mistakes and can’t focus on my tasks. But I’m still here because of you, (Y/N). You make me stay, every day. Seeing you is the reason I want to fight, to keep you safe.”

Your body stiffened. Was she serious?

“You give me a purpose in these dark times..”, she leant her forehead against yours gently, closing her eyes.

“You.. you are the only one who makes me feel important, like I mean something. I.. can’t thank you enough Rey..”, your voice was still wavering slightly, but your words were dripping with honesty. She made you feel this way, and only she did.

When she opened her eyes and gazed into yours, you felt a weird feeling erupt in your stomach. Like.. butterflies were fluttering around in it?

Seeing her wide smile made one spread on your lips as well. “(Y/N)..”, she said quietly, her gaze flickering from your eyes to your lips.

You couldn’t find any words for this moment, so you simply nodded. Rey chuckled before she leant in, capturing your lips in a breathtaking kiss.

Everything else around you seemed to disappear, there was no more rain, no First Order, no Resistance. Just the two of you. That was all you needed.

Her lips felt so perfect against yours, like it was meant to be.

After a few seconds you had to part, your lungs screaming for air. You both just smiled at each other, feeling happier than ever. She took your hands in hers and admired you, kissing you again and again until your lips hurt from the contact.

You both found each other’s purpose a long time ago, you just didn’t really realize until now. But now that you knew, you would never think about leaving again and neither would she.

#rey #rey x reader #star wars #star wars x reader #rey oneshot #rey is a squishy baby #hold me #star wars oneshot #tlj #tfa #daisy ridley #rey imagine

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sohelish · 4 years

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guess wh o has two thumbs and just came back from seeing the latest st.ar wa.rs movie?)))))))

#all things squishy #a) I called it. like back in 2k15. I won't tell you what because no spoilers)))#b) j.j. tried. it was... okay. at least he answered things I wanted answered.#c) I love rey and I love finn and I'm keeping them forever and dis.ney can do whatever the heck they want with everything else)))#in my head rey trained finn to be a jedi they got married and had many jedi babies. that is all)))#this may sound bitter but... I'm glad it's over)))#I loved some of the characters but as far as the story goes... and other characters too. they didn't manage to sell me the new mov.ies #not in their entirety. :)

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bellafragolina · 2 years

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Pla boys reactions when their s/o finds out they’re pregnant?

Awww, man, I want a baby so bad rn. They're so cute and squishy and they smell nice (sometimes)

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Laventon:

Laventon beams when you enter his office, quickly rising to embrace you. "Hello, my dear! What brings you by?" His smile falls as he recalls your less-than-ideal morning. "You shouldn't be walking so much, love. What's the matter?"

You smile up at the professor, slipping your hands into one of his. "I wanted to tell you something." You press his hand firm to your stomach, and wink. "We're gonna need another bed soon."

Laventon is silent, staring at your stomach as your words replay in his brain. The realization sends him to his knees, and he kisses your stomach like it's something divine.

"I love you." He gasps, tears of joy filling his eyes and spilling down his cheeks. You smile, running your hands through his hair. "I love you so much. I will love you too, little one, so much. I already love you sorely, and your barely the size of a Joltik. I love you both, so much."

"WE'RE GONNA BE SIBLINGS!?" Comes the excited shout of Akari, followed by Rei's frantic hushing. Laventon just laughs, nuzzling your stomach. He's so happy.

Ingo:

It's early, far to early to get up. But Ingo is cold, woken up by the blankets slipping off of his. He tugs them back up, and notices you've rolled away in your sleep. He scoots closer, presses his chest to your back, and slips his hands over your poor upset stomach.

Then he pauses.

The skin feels stretched, taunt. Solid. Ingo rubs your stomach, recalling your bouts of sickness almost every morning this past week. He remember your sweet moments shared over the past few months, the promises you've made each other, and carefully cradles the results of those promises.

You're pregnant. You don't even know it yet, still sleeping, unaware of your husband quietly rubbing your bump, barely there, but hiding something precious. A child. You're going to have a child.

Ingo doesn't fall back asleep. His mind is too full of hopes and dreams of the future that he cradles in his palms.

Volo:

You're jittery. Volo notices almost immediately when you return from Jubilife and the Medical Corp that something's bothering you. He asks about it, but you just change the subject, waiting until you're both back in your shared home to start buzzing about the room like an upset Combee.

"Slow down." Volo says, taking you by the shoulders. You make grabs at the tea and snacks you were gathering, but Volo gently pushes you away, into the nearby chair. He gets the rest of what you were squirreling together, and sits beside you with it. "What's wrong?"

"I'm pregnant." You blurt out, face pale. Volo freezes. "P-Pesselle says I'm months along, but what?? I'm pregnant, Volo, there's a baby inside of me. A baby! One that's a mix of you and me and-"

Volo cuts off your ramblings with a hug. He kisses you, then the backs of your hands, looking up at you in worship. "Thank you."

"For?" You ask, confused.

"For blessing me with this gift." Volo runs a hand over your stomach with a warm smile. "A family. . . We've been blessed with a family."

"I think you're the one that blessed me." You joke nervously, earning a look from your husband. Still Volo smiles, head rested on your knee as he admires your stomach and what it contains. "What do you wanna name 'em?"

He's truly been blessed indeed.

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I love love love sappy men who love their spouses more than anything. I love a lot of things, but there's lots to love! I hope you enjoyed this one, anon, it was fun to write!

~Renee

#laventon x reader #professor laventon x reader #ingo x reader #warden ingo x reader #submas x reader #volo x reader #pokemon imagines #pokemon x reader #tw pregnancy

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sagedgeek · 3 years

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A Connection

Part 6 of The Whispers of Fate (A Rey Djarin fic)

Summary: Din’s latest acquired skills of parenthood are put to the test and Rey’s newfound awareness only grows worse... until a certain someone steps up to help.

Rating: Gen (Platonic)

Word Count: 5.4k

Previous Chapter ~ Masterlist

Rey wakes with a harsh startle, unable to catch her breath.

She was too hot… way too hot! She violently throws off her blankets to rid herself of the suffocating fabrics and pulls in a harsh gulp of air. She leans forward to press her sweaty palms to the cool metal surface of the hull and follows them with her head to rest her clammy forehead there as well.

All she can remember are the pulses of interweaving light sparking red and orange like the flames of a fire… then black and white, clashing and warring with echoes of banging metal and the cries of dying warriors. Then there was Mando, and then no Mando; like he had never been there to begin with. And the whole time, she remembers the dark and painful sting of the baby’s projection crying out to her. Loud, painful cries always accompanied by an aftershock of buzzing and tingles. She couldn’t sever the strings from her mind and whatever spell the baby had put upon her was jerking her around like a puppet and she hated it.

The voices seemed to follow her too, although now they were only quiet whispers that she couldn’t decipher, and no matter how hard she rubbed at her eyes or ears they wouldn’t go away.

She felt exhausted. Her eyes stung and her face ached like it did when she just had a good cry. All she wanted to do was go back to sleep and hope the dreams wouldn’t follow her, but she knew they would. She could still feel that buzz dragging down her spine and nestling itself into the back of her neck.

It wasn’t a foreign feeling, but it was so much more prominent than what she was used to. She’s always had a small little twinge at the back of her neck, and a tiny tickle in her tummy, but yesterday all of a sudden it just got worse than it’s ever been. She knows when it happened… but she doesn’t know why it did.

It had been a sudden rush of something when Mando got thrown down by that hairy monster, and she’d been frozen in place lying in the squishy dirt where he’d pushed her and the baby out of the way. She watched him, the confidence that Mando would fight his way out diminished into fear which spurred a gush of warm tingles shooting to the tips of her fingers, like they were suddenly encompassed by the lick of flames from a fire. Still, she couldn’t seem to make herself move. And then the baby… he did something, she know he did, because as soon as the beasts feet lifted from the ground she felt that annoying itch in her teeth quite literally shatter into a cacophony of darkness, fear, and pain; she could feel everything. She could feel the baby, she could feel Mando, she could feel the wooly monster hovering in the air, and she could feel the tiny lizards skittering away from the scene. Everything. And it was so loud, and it scared her.

She shudders at the memory, then recalls another event the day before just before she went down to bed. The same thing happened… when she touched the baby. Only that time, instead of the darkness and fear having an unspoken face, it took the form of that familiar scene she’s encountered far too many times in her sleep recently.

Was the baby bad? He didn’t seem bad… but whenever she was around him she unwillingly fell prey to a fear and pain that she knew didn’t belong to her… but maybe he was just scared and lonely just like she was before Mando found her, and maybe she could help make him feel safe and happy again. He didn’t have reason to be scared anymore. Not with Mando there to protect them…

Speaking of… where was he? All the times she’s woken up on the Razor Crest, he was right here. She looks around one more time, just to make sure it wasn’t a trick of the eye, but nope, he wasn’t there. He must still be up in the cockpit with the baby.

It makes her a bit nervous, being around the baby again, but maybe if she didn’t touch him just yet things would be okay. The whispers were still just a little too loud ad she didn’t want to make them worse again.

She pulls her usual blanket over her shoulders and creeps up the ladder. The door hisses open for her and she shuffles in with her head dropped, gaze staring at her small toes.

“Did I wake you?” Mando asks softly without turning around in his pilots chair.

Rey shakes her head even though she knew he couldn’t see her. She was too busy staring at the tiny green baby peering out at her from his pram with a small coo. He was awake now.

… and her teeth start itching again. She hates it.

She turns from the baby, pulling her shoulders up and rushes further into the cockpit, right up to Mando’s chair. She hopes maybe he’d let her sit with him again. It was nice… he had made all the whistling whispers go away before when he held her, and the universe was quiet when she was around him… even now it was just a little more bearable.

She doesn’t want to ask though… so she stands beside him with her blanket wrapped tightly around her as she waits for him to figure it out for himself.

Finally, he gives into his curiosity and turns his head to look down at her. His head tilts to the side in question as it usually did when it came to her.

“Are you hungry?”

She shakes her head.

“Are you hurt?”

She shakes her head again.

“Thirsty?”

It spawns the same result.

Suddenly she caught a whiff of frustration from Mando as he shifted slightly in his seat.

“What do you need then, kid?” And that time the frustration was clear in his tone, and she felt like standing down, but she was stubborn… and she was feeling lonely and sad again and Mando was the only solution she could think of. She didn’t want to have to be by herself anymore; not after having to do it for so long on Jakku.

So, she took a single step forward and snuck her hand out from the blanket and placed it on the metal piece of Mando’s leg, staring up at him with big eyes and doing her best to communicate her need for comfort through the thin air of the cabin so she wouldn’t have to open her mouth and make the words say what she needed them to, because really, she had no idea what she needed. Everything was just a big old warbled mess and she couldn’t make any sense of it anymore!

Mando shifts slightly and his left shoulder slumps while his right leg angles further inward, and she knows he’s hesitant and confused.

“You want to pilot?”

She shakes her head. He wasn’t getting it… and he probably wasn’t going to without her telling him what she wanted and she just can’t do that.

She didn’t want him getting more irritated either. So, she sighed, and her chin dropped to her chest. She turns to walk away, sad she wasn’t able to fulfill her goal.

She doesn’t get very far though. Mando grabs her by the arm and pulls her back to where she was, right beside his chair without looking. He presses a button on the console while he adjusts a few controls then slowly turns his chair to face her, giving her his full attention.

He’d never done that before…

His back hunched slightly, to be better aligned with her eye line, and his elbows rested precariously against the metal covering his thighs as he tilts his head down at her.

“Tell me what’s wrong ad’ika.”

It was a bit of a startling contrast from the rigid Mando she’s grown used to, and she ends up biting the inside of her cheek and turning her gaze to the ground when a sudden wave of shyness washed over her.

Then Mando grabs her hand with his warm leather fingers, giving it a small tug to pull it away from her lips, where she was obliviously soothing on two of her fingers. His other hand lifts and he gave her a soft chuck beneath her chin to force her gaze up at him.

“I can’t fix it if I don’t know what’s wrong, ad’ika.”

Rey doesn’t know what’s wrong either! And that’s the problem! All she knows is she feels small and sad, and so, so very alone and scared. And this time she knows these feelings now belong to her… these were her own fears and memories pushing against the seams of the tight knot she’d tied around them in her mind. It had acted like a dark void for so long, knowing that if she ever ventured down that path, she wouldn’t be able to find a way out. And because of it, now she could feel this unknown weight pulling her down deeper into that cavern of dark thoughts, obstructing any light that tries to shine through. It only got worse when she came into the cockpit, so now she knows it’s because of the baby, and-and she doesn’t know how to fix it.

Mando soothes a thumb just below her eye, along her cheek.

“Don’t cry,” he pleads with her, and just like that the dam breaks.

The tears fall as the pressure finally finds its release. She reaches her arms up at Mando, forgoing any care she might have had earlier in her desperation for that alluring relief of safety.

Next thing she knows, she’s being lifted off her feet and settled into a warm embrace. It’s instinctive what she does next, because she doesn’t ever remember doing it with anyone before. She wraps her arms securely around Mando’s waist and nestles her face right into the cowl of his cloak. The hard ridges of his beskar armor and helmet, poke at her, but it wasn’t enough of a nuisance to deter her actions. The soft fabric soaks up her tears and she curls in closer as her sobs begins to slowly die down.

“Is this what you wanted, kid?” Mando’s voice took on a foreign sense of worry and affection and a large hand rested on the flat of her back, nearly covering it entirely as he rubbed soothing circles up and down her spine, chasing away the weighty pinch of tingles that have collected there for what felt like so long.

Rey didn’t want to admit that this is exactly what she had wanted, but she shrugged anyway, pulling her arms tighter around his waist to soak up as much warmth and serenity that she could before Mando could change his mind.

“Hey.” The rough edge to Mando’s voice returns in a stern scold, and Rey pulls back quickly like the metal of his armor had burned her. She flinches away from him, thinking she’s done something wrong. “I thought I told you to leave that alone.”

Mando’s hand doesn’t leave her back, instead it negates his words as he tries pulling her back into the embrace, using his other to situate the blanket back around her shoulders so she was still nicely cocooned against him. It was confusing, so she turns to look at him, unsure of why he was scolding her so suddenly when his actions spoke the opposite.

He wasn’t looking at her, instead his helmet was turned to the side, and she followed his gaze. She sees the baby standing on the console, just a foot or so away from falling right into Mando’s lap beside her. He’s holding out something round and shiny towards her in his claw. He looked sad with his big eyes drawn together by the big wrinkle at the top of his head.

Mando reaches out to grab it from him, but the baby was quick and pulled it out of his reach, closer to his body, and shoots him a look. His ears pull back, and his big eyes narrow to accompany a threatening purr. Mando grunts, and the baby turns away from him, ears wilting once more and eyes growing big and wide as he holds out the little metal ball towards her again with a soft coo.

On impulse, she reaches out to take the offered gift. Then she remembers the night before and she pulls back with a jerk and she stares at the baby in horror of what she had almost done. She turns back into Mando, falling against him and smushing her arms protectively between their chests.

“She doesn’t want it kid,” Mando says gruffly, and it’s followed by a sad coo.

Rey feels bad, but she doesn’t want the tingles to get worse if she touches the baby again… not when they’ve finally gone away again.

It’s okay… safe.

Her body goes stiff at the warm sentiment echoing in her ears, and she sits up a little more.

Warmth… no more tingles… she could feel him. It wasn’t like the other whispers.

Safe.

The presence blotted out everything else, acting almost as a shield for her own mind and she didn’t realize how much everything else had been weighing down on her until it was gone. She sagged forward against Mando, eyes almost instantly going droopy as she was finally able to relax. She peeked her head out at the baby… the cold press of Mando’s chestplate chilling the heat of tears on her fac and she looked up at the baby. His little ears quirk up as his head tilts to the side.

“Baby?” She squeaks.

He gurgles at her with a happy smile and he extends his arm to offer the ball once more.

This time she takes it, slowly and tentatively, but she takes it, fingers brushing momentarily against one of his tiny claws. And instead of a wave of alarm and panic, it’s an even stronger sense of warmth and security that rushes over her, almost like the physical connection had solidified the mental one.

Safe… goes the whisper again.

Rey hums, tears instantly drying and she shivers as the residual tension flushes through her.

“Thank you,” she whispers, feeling the lulling pull of exhaustion.

She pulls the ball close to her face and rolls it around her fingers. The metal was chilly to the touch, but it wasn’t bad… and she shut her eyes,

Her sleep hadn’t been restful before, dreams filled with noise and chaos, but now things were quiet…

She feels the small tap of a tiny claw caressing her cheek. She blinks open to find the baby right near her face, perched on Mando’s opposite leg. Two more small taps of his claws, and then a rush of soundless relief and everything goes dark.

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“Kid?” Din shakes her shoulder when her small body suddenly slumps against him like every muscle in her body had given out.

She doesn’t move.

“Kid!” He shakes her harder. “Rey.”

She snuffled, a small hum which evolved into a quiet chirp. Her head tilts just enough for him to spy the relaxed smile she wore. He turns towards the baby.

“What’d you do to her?” He asks it, eyes narrowing suspiciously beneath his helmet. He’s seen the uncanny power the small child was capable of.

He plucks him off his lap by the back of his tunic and drops him into the pram like he did earlier, and tilts Rey’s head to the side with a soft grip on her chin, just to double check nothing was amiss where the baby had touched her. He found nothing and he gently pries the small ball from her grip and screws it back onto the gear shift and stands from the chair. He adjusts Rey in his arms, grasping the blanket that had fallen off her shoulders and tucking it back around her as he hikes her up onto his hip like he’d seen other parents do with their small children. And he must admit it is much easier to carry her this way. Much more efficient.

He treks back down into the hull, toeing at the jumbled mess of blankets spread across the floor. He bends to pick up a handful of them and uses his elbow to press against the control panel and open the door to the small storage space he uses as his own sleeping quarters.

He uses his free arm to arrange the blankets along the hard metal, hoping this way she might sleep a little better than she had on the floor. He lays Rey down on the blankets gently and he tucks the blanket around her sides then brushes away the hair in her face. He stares for a couple moments, still warry and unsure with the circumstances, but she looked at peace and nothing seemed wrong. So, he stepped back and closed the door.

He hopes she wakes before they land. He doesn’t want to have to deal with the aftermath of leaving her behind on the Crest. By his luck, she’d probably wander off on her own in search of him and end up getting hurt or taken by a skanky slave trader. Nevarro was not a crowd for unaccompanied children.

Din forces himself to trudge back up into the cockpit. He’s met with a mischievous baby mouthing on the same metal ball, and the beep of a transmission on his dashboard.

“I thought I told you to quit that,” he mutters, pulling the child, yet again, from the control center and dropping him back in the pram. Mischievous, this one was. He falls into his chair with an irritated grunt and spins towards the controls, quickly flipping through several switches now that Nevarro can be clearly seen through the viewport of the Crest. As he gets the the ship back on course, he plays the transmission from Greef.

He grips the controls tightly, stretching the cramped muscles of his fingers as he adjusts his grasp. He knows he’ll regret what he plans to do.

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Din stares at the baby as they both sit down in the hull of the ship while they wait for Rey to wake. They’d landed in the shipyard on Nevarro half an hour ago, and Din could feel himself growing antsy as the minutes passed and Rey still showed no signs of waking up no matter how much he tried to shake her awake.

“What did you do to her?” He mutters, turning his head down to the silent child. He looks back up at Din with a curious tilt of his head and quiet chirp.

Din sighs. He braces his elbows on his knees and laces his fingers together as he stares at the closed quarters Rey slept behind. Whatever spell the child had put her under, it was definitely doing its job.

“You’re hard to read, kid. Not sure whether to hurl you off this ship or thank you…” He sighs and drops his head. “I could tell she didn’t sleep well.”

The baby cooed at him, and he felt the tap of a tiny claw patting his leg. Din looked at him and the kid stared at his visor with his big eyes, and his ears twitched while his head tilted to the side with a curious chirp.

“How long will she stay like this?”

He doesn’t know why he asks, the baby couldn’t kriffing talk for Maker’s sake…

But then the child’s big eyes slowly close and his ears pull back slightly as his small face morphs into the same expression he saw him make just before Rey fell into her deep sleep.

His eyes snapped back open, then blinked slowly like he was in a daze and Din reached out a hand to steady the little guy when he wobbled precariously.

He heard a quiet rustle from the compartment Rey was sleeping in, and he glances between the baby and the storage bay.

There’s no way…

He stands slowly from his crate and moves towards the compartment. And when he opens the door, sure enough, there she was, awake and rubbing at her eyes as she yawned.

She looked up at him and squinted with a small smile.

“G’mornin’.”

“Good morning,” Mando huffed in astonished amusement. “Are you feeling better.”

Rey sits up and continues to rub her eyes as she nods. “Yeah… tired though.”

Din pauses, thinking this might be the perfect excuse to leave her behind on the ship without her fighting him every step of the way. “I have to leave with the kid. Why don’t you stay back and sleep?”

Rey perks up, because of course she does, and she shakes her head adamantly. She vaults herself out the container, rushing for the clothes she had folded neatly in the corner, then to the fresher to get changed out of her sleepwear.

Din sighed.

It was worth a shot.

He turns around to face the kid, moving towards one of the storage cabinets overhead to retrieve a couple ration bars for whenever Rey decided she was hungry during their trek. He didn’t know how long they would be away from the ship.

He would have quickly eaten one himself while she was getting ready, but the child was there. So, he would just have to wait until tonight after Rey went to sleep.

He does break off a small piece though and offer it to the child as a silent thanks. He gladly takes it, mouthing on the rubbery piece of food.

When Rey joins them, he holds out the rest of the bar towards her.

“Would you like to eat now, or later?”

“Now please,” she exclaims excitedly, reaching out to grab the ration greedily. She takes one large bite, chewing viciously at the portion in her mouth then holds it out towards Din to share.

He shakes his head slowly, a small smile growing beneath his helmet and he reaches out to push her offered hand back down then uses his hand to gently pet her hair in thanks.

“I can’t remove my helmet, remember?”

Rey frowns, opening her mouth to speak while she still chewed.

“Why not?”

“I’m a Mandalorian. This is the way.”

She swallows.

“Oh,” her brows furrow and she stares down at the bar in her hand. “So, if I want to be a Mandalorian I have to wear one?”

Din nods.

“Can I still eat?”

He chuckles under his breath.

“Yes, you would still eat. You just can’t remove your helmet in front of someone else. You would have to eat alone so no one sees your face.”

Rey stares up at him, completely crestfallen.

“No one can ever see my face?”

Din shuffles on his feet. He knows the answer, but the matter regards his willingness to disclose it.

“Well…” he hesitates. He did not want to discourage her form becoming a Mandalorian; she would grow to be a skilled fighter, he knows it. Yet, he wonders if it were the best choice to reveal everything so soon. There were still so many variables that could change…

“If you were to become a Mandalorian… then only I would be able to see your face.”

Rey squints at him and asks the ever-dreaded question of “why?”, and he sighs.

“You would be my… my clan…” You would be my child. I would be your father. We would be Aliit.

“Oh,” she muses, frown dissolving as she thought about it and took another bite of the bar. “So… does that mean I can see your face too?”

Again, Din shuffles awkwardly. “Eventually.”

Rey grins at him, a wide smile to show off her missing tooth. “Then we can eat together! You won’t have to eat alone no more.”

Din blinks, a sudden sting piercing his eyes. “Yes.”

His answer is clipped and short, but Rey doesn’t seem to mind.

He turns his back to her to lift the baby off the crate and into his floating pram. Then, without looking back at her, he gestures with his hand for her to follow him and she obeys, trotting up to his side near the hanger door as she gnawed away at the remains of her breakfast.

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Rey follows along beside him as they navigate their way through Nevarro once more. She holds onto his cloak, and he’s glad she does judging by how distracted she becomes with the baby. Any prior fears or grudges she held against the creature long gone as she giggled and poked him. The child loved it, cooing and laughing and chasing after her hands when she’d reach in to tickle him.

She trips over her own feet a couple times but is otherwise able to remain upright.

And about halfway into their trek, she tugs on Din’s cape.

“Can I ask a question?”

He nods.

“Where are we going?”

He turns abruptly into a small alleyway, his cowl tightening around his neck as his cloak is pulled taught by Rey’s ill-preparedness to change directions so suddenly.

“We’re dropping the kid off,” he answers, helmet nodding to the side to gesture towards the pram following beside them.

“What?” Rey whines, “I thought he was gonna stay with us.”

Din doesn’t respond. He knows she won’t be happy with any answer he gives her and simply lets her protest continue in vain. They descend a small staircase and come upon a heavy door. He bangs on the metal with four loud knocks and then flexes his fingers to loosen the cramped muscles… he felt strange.

“Whoa!” Rey jumps back when the small droid pops out of the pillar beside the door.

Din holds up the card to be scanned and the door unlocks and opens with a hard screech. Out walk two storm troopers and Din can hear Rey’s audible gasp then immediately steps behind him. They stare at the baby then gesture for them to follow.

Rey grabs his hand and tries to pull him away from the door. “Mando,” she hisses, “those are storm troopers! They’re bad guys!” The baby voices his agreement with a disgruntled squeak, and the remaining storm trooper outside, waiting for them, stares at her.

Din wasn’t a fan of their piercing stare and he steps to stand between his gaze. Then he grabs Rey’s wrist and gives it an encouraging squeeze. He moves her hand to rest at the side of his belt, folding her fingers around the leather.

“Stay close,” he orders, and leads them through the dark threshold.

Rey watches the trooper that follows them in. She hangs tight to Mando’s belt

“Easy with that,” Mando grumbles, and Rey turns her head quickly to see the storm trooper in front grab the baby’s pram.

“You take it easy,” the trooper snaps back, walking even faster and pulling the baby even further from them.

Rey doesn’t think when she does it, she just senses the sudden wave of distress. She lets go of Mando’s belt, surging forward to grab the pram to try and yank it out of the troopers grasp. “Let go!” She grunts, tugging even harder.

“Hey!” The trooper rounds on her, pulling out a blaster aimed right at her head.

It all happened so fast she has to question if it actually happened. Mando grabbed her arm and hauled her out of the way so quickly it hurt her shoulder. He didn’t let go as she was shoved behind him. His blaster was already lifted, standing off against the trooper.

“Keep that brat in check Mando,” the trooper eventually muttered, slowly lowering his weapon. Mando follows his lead and soon they’re continuing down the hall once more, but now Mando had a tight grip on her arm.

He was mad at her…

She frowns and gives a small tug to try and loosen his tight grip, but he doesn’t budge.

“Yes!”

They enter a large room and Rey cranes her head to see the owner of the excited voice. It was an old man with white hair… she didn’t like him.

“Yes, yes, yes!” He approaches the cradle as she and Mando come to a stop just behind it. Then a guy with glasses rushes up to join the old man and they both stare down at the baby.

Rey wants to jump in front of him to protect him from the two strangers, but Mando must have sensed her plan because his grip tightens even more around her arm and he tugs her even further behind him. It twisted his arm in a weird way, but he didn’t seem to care. Now she couldn’t see what they were doing, but she heard the baby make a sad noise and her skin tickled with a wave of panic.

“Very healthy. Yes.”

She frowns. She wanted to know what was going on! The tingles were just getting worse and worse and she knew that the baby was scared. She tried tugging out of Mando’s grip again, but he didn’t let up.

“Your reputation was not unwarranted.”

“How many fobs did you give out?”

“This asset was of extreme importance to me. I had to ensure its delivery…”

Rey shivers, mouth going dry as she peeks out to see the old man walking away from them, headed for a long table in the middle of the room.

“…but to the winner goes the spoils.”

Mando follows him slowly, and Rey is tugged along behind him. She didn’t want to leave the baby alone, but Mando was just leaving him there! She didn’t know what to do.

She saw the weird man with the glasses grabbed onto the cradle and pull him away. Rey gasped and the baby looked at her with a fearful whine. He was scared.

She revived her effort to pull away, tugging with an angry fervor and whined with an angry grunt when the effort proved fruitless.

“Now who is this?”

She feels Mando go rigid and slowly his grip on her arm loosens enough for her to step out from behind him. She’s sure to use her best glare as she comes into view, and the old man chuckles. She wasn’t going to be scared of him.

“I have to say, I did not expect a man of your distinction to be caring for a child.”

Rey looks between the old man and Mando to determine the best opportunity to bolt to the baby and save him from the mean old man.

She forgot how good Mando’s reflexes were though. As soon as she jumped into action he grabbed the back of her tunic. She fought him, the growing desperation of the baby’s tenor urges her to act.

“Let me go!” She tries reaching back behind her head to slap at his hand. When that doesn’t work she twists and pulls, which only ends up tangling her in her own clothes.

Nothing was working and the baby was leaving now. He stares at her, looking sad… and Rey slumps with defeat. She failed. She failed to protect her new friend.

“He’s scared,” she pleaded. “Mando don’t make him go. He doesn’t wanna go with them. Please.”

She quiets when she sees the angry scowl the old man shoots towards Mando. “How unprofessional, bringing a child of this disposition to such a significant business dealing. I expected more from a man of your reputation.”

Mando didn’t move or say a word for a long time. Rey stares at him with tears growing in her eyes. She refused to cry in front of these people. So, she moves forward to hug his waist in a last ditch effort to convince him not to leave her new friend behind.

But he ignores her and reaches up to close the canister holding his hefty payment. It seals with a hiss and a click and he lifts it from the table then grabs her wrist with his other hand, prying her off him.

“Couldn’t find a sitter.”

And with a shrug Mando turns, walking past the troopers, and headed for the exit. Leaving the baby alone in the hands of these people with the dark hearts.

#the mandalorian #the mandalorian fanfic #rey djarin #din djarin #dad!din #grogu #din is a softie at heart #the mandalorian fanfiction #the mandalorian adopts rey #Rey Skywalker #rey of jakku #rey and mando #rey and grogu #force sensitive rey #grogu and rey as siblings #star wars fanfiction

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lazy-sixteen · 3 years

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whyman theory?

You know, I wonder if the Whyman isn’t a type of “I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream Situation” with an accidentally created evil A.I. like AM that super hates humanity? Like breaking it down...

1. Whyman = Inhuman

The introduction of our super creepy villain friend had them communicating in morse codes beeps instead of a voice (that someone might be able to tell was synthetic) and they are drawn as a terrifying double-toothed skull face that hits uncanny valley super hard (thxs for the nightmares Boichi!).

When we hear from them again after treasure island, they speak by copying someone else’s voice, and Ukyo specifically compares them to a vocaloid.

Finally, we know from the spin-off manga that advanced A.I are a thing in this setting (and in fact, Rei could be considered the most sci-fi thing about the a story that usually tries to be realistic, besides the Medusa itself).

Also there’s just the fact that they’ve been active for 3700+ yrs, and we know they can’t have been asleep/petrified the ENTIRE time bc they sent Medusas raining down on treasure island hundreds of yrs before Senku and co. woke up.

2. Hatred as Motivator

Okay, so this seems kinda clear cut at first, but there could have been other motives to petrifying humanity. Like maybe a well-intentioned extremist that was worried about climate change, or it could have been an accident, or maybe trying to protect squishy humanity from some future disaster.

But nope! The story makes it very clear that the Whyman HATES humans.

First, we have the Whyman’s refusal to engage in any sort of communication (you’de think if they where friendly they’de try to explain themselves).

next we have them using a survivor (senku’s) voice to try to remote activate the petri-beam, which seems like a move designed to turn the survivors against each other and/or scare them. Like presumably they can activate the device themselves, given that they petrified humanity before, but even if they had to use a synthesized voice they could have altered it enough to not sound so much like Senku that magic ears!Ukyo had to point it out it was synthesized.

Next off we have the treasure island arc, where not!Ginro points out that whoever sent the medusas could have activated them and then thrown them, but instead gave humans weapons of mass destruction with the specific intent of watching them tear each other apart for the power!

Finally, we get to South America and the point of origin of the petri-beam, it’s specifically described as a glittering pile of malice, which is basically the Inigaki going like yep, Whyman are not fans of humanity (and possibly swallows).

3. Story Themes

Alright, So Dr. Stone’s core theme (besides science is cool!) is basically the all humans are valuable for the different skills we can bring to the table and that our core privilege as humans is the ability to come together, create amazing things, and pass down what we learned so that future generations can do even better. That’s Senku’s core philosophy, and its something every villain they’ve faced till now has tried to refute in a way.

Tsukasa and Hyogua thought that only certain types of humans where worthy of life, and both viewed human achievement (science!) as something that could only bring about death and destruction. Ibara monopolized technology and information (basically refusing to pass along the achievements of the past, best shown thematically when he tried to murder baby). Xeno thinks that intelligence is the most important human trait, and that he should therefore be able to rule over anyone less intelligence, and has completely discarded any ideas of ethics or morality (which are also subjects humans have developed and refined over generations).

Therefore, I think it makes sense that the penultimate villain the Whyman would a complete opposite world view to Senku and have a similar backstory and motivation to AM. Basically a machine that was created by human achievement (presenting human progress/science! as the worst thing our species has done) and that instead of valuing all humans want them either dead or in ultimate despair.

#dr. stone #dcst #long post #whyman #so sorry im dealing with the stress of chapter 192 by producing depressing meta #also the two stories both feature the near extinction of humanity #but one begins with a hopeful lone survivor and one ends with a hopeless lone survivor

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fromzerotoeuphoria · 4 years

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me watching the Free! Timeless Medley films

A jotting down of my thoughts while watching the Free! Timeless Medley films (but really it’s just yet another gush sesh about RinHaru I’M SORRY I CAN’T HELP IT 😩)

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Timeless Medley 1: The Bond

1:36 AM | Okay, starting the first film and omg I found a dub version! 🙌🏽

Also, dang woah already this opens up with drama and tension, but this time it’s with Ikuya (with Haru correlating whatever happened with Ikuya with Rin (but nothing comes close to what happened with Rin heh 😁)).

Oh and after the Ikuya/Rin dream is the scene of Haru curling up on his bed looking lonely and sad and like he needs a cuddle ☹

OMG this music is too emo ugh I love it

And OMGGGG Haru and Rin’s race was AFTER High Speed/Haru joining the middle school swim team. So when he quit swimming because of Rin, it caused strain between him and the others on the team #howdidijudtgetthisnow

Aww Makoto and Haru’s friendship montage is adorable!! Look at the lil squishy babies :((((( chibi!MakoHaru is too stinkin cute

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2:02 AM | UMMMMM WHY DIDNT RIN GET HIS OWN PANEL IN THE INTRO MAY I ASK????? 😒 Y'all better not do my baby and my ship dirty in this film…

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2:07 AM | okay okay, that montage of rinharu was *chefs kiss* Kinda wished it happened with Haruka thinking about it instead of the teachers discussing the boys, but in a way it goes to show how much Haru is tied to Rin without even realizing it, kinda like how he hated to admit even to himself how much he admired and cared for Rin in elementary school

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2:29 AM | yes it’s another rinharu trash update, but like: when Kisumi meets Haru again for the first time since junior high, he points out to Haru how they met right after RIN left overseas and how Haru always seemed pretty down about that. This was before the race between him and Rin that ended with the both of them quitting swimming, meaning that Haru was obviously down about Rin leaving alone, not only because the race went bad. And the fact that others saw it too is just UGH, I mean yeah we already knew Rin leaving had such an impact on Haru but like he was visibly down and affected by Rin’s departure, so even though Rin was just a short time in Haru’s life, he still left such a huge impact on Haru. Rin truly was a shooting star, a brilliant glittering light that blazed into Haru’s life and left just as quickly. But he showed Haru something beautiful, something Haru had never seen before, like only a shooting star would. UGH OMG IM SO EMO I LOVE MY SHIP 😭💫💖

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2:50 AM | aww eeeeeek the gang is at regionals and Rei just overheard a guy from another team walking by mention how when he was in a rut, some kid with glasses recommended to him books on mental training and AWWWW IT WAS ASAHI from High Speed!!! And Rei stood up and stared after the team because he knew that the guy was talking about him!! Aaaaaaah okay so I’m glad I’m watching these compilation films because these new scenes are so great and really set things up wonderfully for Season 3.

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3:04 | ummmm I think I may be crushing on grown Rin too 😣

Rin and Haru are in Australia right now and ugh Rin’s just…he’s just so chill and calming (well, when’s he’s not all fired up at least) and the way he lazes himself arounf and just LOUNGES when he sits and the way he slings his arm around people is AHEM so attractive. Also ,his fashion sense is *chef’s kiss* And he has a sensitive, artistic-soul AND have I mentioned how his entrance scene when he first showed up as an adult in S01E01 WAS FRIGGIN HOT, like the way that music came in with the close ups of his face and his swaggering saunter was just *gesticulates wildly because words don’t do it justice*

…yeahhhh it was a lot, Rin is a lot, and I’m surprised it took me this long to start (possibly) crushing on adult Rin T_T

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3:33 AM | Okay, I’m finished with part 1 of Timeless Medley, and why did that ending scene with Ikuya actually get me psyched for watching how things play out with him in Season 3? 👀 I hope I like Ikuya in DTTF, because right now he’s tugging at my heartstrings and is begging me to put him in my pocket for safe-keeping (plus glimpsing him as a high schooler kinda made me feel some type of uwu way). Seems like things will be intense, because Ikuya resents Haru for quitting the swim team and honestly, I feel for Ikuya: he had no friends until Haru, Mako, Asahi and Kisumi came into his life, and the swim team meant so much to him. So for Haru to quit like he did…yeah I can see why Ikuya would resent him. It’ll be interesting to see things unfold in Season 3. Until then, onto Part 2!

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Timeless Medley 2: The Promise

3:42 AM | I’m literally like 7 seconds into this and already I’m UWUSKFJSAHHAKK!!!! WE GET LITTLE RIN and I hope this means we’ll get a lot of elementary school Rin *crosses fingers* Also…umm dang but like Rin’s dad was a looker too 👀 Rin doesn’t look much like him though, so he must take after his mom.

OMG this opening backstory for Rin, showing his relationship with his dad and how he was heartbroken when his father died, how he stepped up at such a young age to be the support to his family…I THINK IM FALLING IN LOVE WITH HIM 😭😭😭😭😭 And Mama Matsuoka is gorgeous whattheheck. The entire Matsuoka family is beautiful, like wow.

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4:52 AM | Ugh Rin is just…ugh the way Sousuke told Rin the reason he didn’t tell him earlier about his injury was because, “I knew it would break your heart” was just ERHGNSJSNSJJSJDKD 😭😭😭😭😭😭 Rin is such a passionate, sensitive soul who truly cares about those he loves and his heart breaks for other people, and it’s just like UGHHH 😭😭😭😭 Like he even cried a little when the guys surprised him with the pool full of cherry blossoms because Rin is just that sentimental kind of man and omg I LOVE HIMMMM 😭💖💖💖

Also: okay dang EVERYONE wants to swim with Rin: Haruka and Nitori and Sousuke, like Rin really does have folks falling for him left and right THAT’S MY BABY’S POWER.

I wish the films had more RinHaru but it’s ok the added scenes make up for it 😝 Plus…RINHARURALIA (so i can’t be too greedy)

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5:16 AM | I’m watching the end after credits and the scene with Gou and Rin with Rin carrying Gou’s bags and walking her home is EVERYTHING. He’s also an awesome gentlemanly brother?? Rin PLEASE you’re killing me!

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The thing is, Rin as an adult isn’t spectacular like a Levi Ackerman (my first hubby), but there’s constantly these moments of a brilliant shining light that he displays, and it just guts you and makes you fall for him more and more. They’re subtle, yet so very effective and I just…ugh STAHP okay, I need to be done, this entire overview of Timeless Medley thus far has just been 85% gushing about Rin and the rest gushing about RinHaru 😅🙈 I need to force myself to call it a night because it’s almost 5:30 in the morning and I need to NOT watch the third film Take Your Marks and instead just GO TO BED.

Rin Matsuoka, please stop making me fall in love with you because I’m falling way too hard way too fast and I already have an anime husband (though I doubt Levi cares enough to be mad about it).

(reposted from original blog, July 26, 2020)

#what even was the point of this when all i did was gush over rin matsuoka #HELP I'M FALLING IN LOVE WITH RIN MATSUOKA #why did it take me this long #me watching free!#me watching anime #free!#free! iwatobi swim club #free! timeless medley #rin matsuoka #haruka nanase #ikuya kirishima #makoto tachibana #rinharu #harurin

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lostintranslaation · 4 years

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history always repeats itself

By @wh0doyouthinkyouareiam for @clover-roseee for the @friendly-neighborhood-exchange!

Rating: Gen

Relationships: Peter Parker & Tony Stark, Peter Parker & Ned Leeds, Peter Parker & Morgan Stark (Marvel Cinematic Universe)

Characters: Peter Parker, Tony Stark, Ned Leeds, Morgan Stark (Marvel Cinematic Universe), Pepper Potts

Summary: When Peter gets bitten by a spider at the Stark's lake house, he thinks he's got it all under control. He's gotten through a spider bite once before, right?

(hint: he doesn't quite have it all under control)

Read it on AO3

Peter shrugs his backpack over his shoulder and winces. He’s been busy recently and between trying to finish out his senior year strong and helping with May’s homeless shelter liaison program and spending more time with the Starks, Peter hadn’t had much time to go out on patrol. So yeah, he was out of shape. But was it normal to be this sore?

“Peter? Can you hear me?” Ned cranes his neck around Peter’s locker. Peter blinks.

“Uh, yeah.” Peter closes his locker. “Sorry, I just zoned out for a minute. What were you saying?” He shoves a knuckle into his eye to counteract the pressure building in his head.

“Have you seen the new Star Wars movies yet, the ones that came out during the blip? I think there’s, like, two, maybe three. They switched the actress for Rey, but I heard they’re pretty good other than that.”

“I haven’t, have you?” Peter pulls his hood over his head as the two of them push open the doors of the school to start their daily walk to the train back to Queens. At least some things never change.

“No. Haven’t gotten the chance yet, y’know? Been a little busy. But,” they stop at the bottom of the stairs, “I got a new Lego set from the latest episode for my birthday last week. I was thinking, if you’re free tonight, we could put it together and binge all the movies that came out while we were gone?”

Peter sighs and leans on the railing. “That sounds like a lot of fun, but I promised Ton- Mister Stark that I would babysit Morgan tonight.”

Ned’s jaw drops. “You call him Tony?” Peter just smiles and looks down. “Are you guys… close? It seems like you’ve been hanging out with the Starks a lot recently. Babysitting tonight, the lake house last weekend…” Peter huffs out a laugh.

“Last weekend was just to help them out. They needed a couple boxes moved in their garage and Pepper called me to help out because Tony’s still… not in moving-boxes condition. But yeah, ever since… you know, he’s been acting different. Nicer, I guess. He’s like, actually wanting to spend time with me, which is a nice change.”

“Well, either way it’s cool.”

“Yeah,” Peter agrees. “Hey, I gotta go. Tony told me to just come to their apartment after school got out.” He starts walking backwards. “But text me about a raincheck for our Star Wars binge, okay?” Ned nods and Peter turns around to start the three-block walk to the Stark’s Manhattan apartment.

It’s chilly out, the kind of cold where fall is fading into winter and the sky is grey and the streets are wet even though it’s been a couple days since it last rained. Peter tries not to focus on the headache building behind his eyes and the stiffness in his neck and hopes that Morgan will be up for a nice, calm movie night or something like that.

Knowing her, she probably won’t be, though. She’ll probably want to play horses or something like that and Peter will have no choice but to trudge around their apartment with her on his back, perfecting her princess wave she’d tried so hard to teach him but couldn’t quite accomplish.

And despite all this, despite the fact that when she gave him the eyes he was physically incapable of telling her ‘no’, he wouldn’t change a thing. He couldn’t change a thing, not even if he wanted to. The first time he’d babysat her, she’d asked for a juice pop and then the next thing he knew it was a couple hours later and they were sitting on the couch watching Sofia the First, three juice pops in. When Pepper and Tony returned, they just offered sympathetic smiles that said that they’d been there before and sent him home with a nice check.

The doorman at the Starks apartment building was nice and Peter sometimes would buy him a coffee if he had a little extra cash when he came over to visit. But today all Peter could do was offer up a weak ‘hi Mister Hudson’ and a tight-lipped smile.

“Hello Mister Parker,” he greets as Peter walks through the doors. “Up to see the Starks?” he asks before pressing the floor number in the elevator. And after not receiving a verbal response, “Rough day at the office?”

Peter sighs and leans back against the cool wall of the elevator as it starts its ascent. He pulls his jacket tighter around himself and tries to suppress a shiver. “I’m just tired. Nothing new,” Peter says. “How are you?”

“I’m doing great. You know, Ava had her baby a coupla days ago.” The man’s wrinkled face splits into a giant smile and Peter can’t help but smile himself.

“Congratulations! How does it feel to be a grandpa?”

“Oh, it’s incredible. She's incredible,” he flips open his creased leather tri-fold wallet to show Peter a photo of a pink squishy baby with giant eyes and a small tuft of dark hair atop her head.

“What’s her name?” The elevator dings and the doors slide open.

“Nina,” the doorman replies, still smiling fondly on the photo in his hands.

Peter claps the man on the back. “She’s beautiful, Mister Hudson. Have a great rest of your day.”

“You too, Peter. Try and get some rest.” The look in the man’s eyes is sincere. Peter smiles and the doors slide shut again.

Peter leans against the wall in the entryway and kicks off his shoes near the door. He closes his eyes and hangs his head, but the moment of solace does not last long before Morgan’s footsteps come pattering down the hallway to greet him.

“Peter!” He kneels down and pulls her into a hug.

“Hi Morgie.”

“Do you wanna have a tea party tonight? Mister Bear is gonna be there.”

“That sounds like a blast.” He straightens back out and immediately doubles back over, an involuntary groan escaping from his lips as his stomach cramps. He sways on his feet and a wave of nausea rises in his throat but he swallows it back down. Clipped footsteps echo down the hall.

“Heya Pete,” Tony rests a hand on the top of Morgan’s head and she squirms out from underneath his touch. “You feeling okay?”

Peter forces his face into a tight smile and straightens back out. “Mmmhmm,” his voice is higher than normal and he clears his throat. “Just peachy.”

“Do you have the keys?” Pepper asks from down the hall and Tony answers back in the affirmative.

“Alright, we gotta get going.” Tony extends an arm to Pepper and she laces hers around. “We shouldn’t be back too late, maybe elevenish. You know the drill. Dinner and bedtime like normal.” Peter nods and tries to ignore the tension building in the back of his neck.

Pepper walks down the hall and slings her purse over her shoulder before kneeling down to give Morgan a peck on the top of her head. “Be good for Peter, okay?”

Morgan nods and beams up at Peter, “We’re having a tea party, right Petey?”

Peter musters up a small smile to return to her. His head is pounding now and he leans against the wall for support. “Yep!”

“Well don’t have too much fun,” Tony shrugs his coat over his shoulders and him and Pepper step into the waiting elevator. They wave as the door closes.

“Bye Mommy! Bye Daddy!” Morgan waves back.

She takes Peter’s hand and looks up at him. “Ready?” Peter nods. The headache is blinding now and he can hardly think straight. The room is spinning and waves of nausea roll over him to the point where he has to rest his hands on his knees until the bout passes.

“You okay?” Morgan rests a hand on Peter’s sleeve and sharp spikes of pain race up his veins towards his neck. He coils away from her touch and ends up on the ground. This can’t be good. He takes a breath and rolls up the sleeve of his sweatshirt. A raised red bump greets him.

The Starks’ garage was a mess. Old bots and other projects that Tony didn’t need anymore littered the floor and boxes of old tools and car parts were stacked up to the windows. At one point, Peter moved a stack of firewood into the house near the hearth. There was a nest of spiders wedged between the logs and Peter swears he saw one bite his arm. But he was sure it was nothing to be worried about. He was Spider-Man, after all. Whatever spider had bitten him, it was sure to be no worry.

But now, as he swallows back the bile rising in his throat and his arm that had been bitten throbbed so deeply he could barely think, he wasn’t so sure.

The skin around the bite was red and swollen but other than that didn’t look too abnormal. Peter rolls down his sleeve and forces his face into a smile. “I’m okay, Morgs.” Her face is unconvinced so he takes her hand with his good arm. “I’m okay.”

“Promise?” She holds out her pinky.

“Promise.” He hooks her pinky around hers and she nods. “Are you hungry? I think we should eat before we have our tea party.”

“Can we have dino nuggets?”

Peter pushes himself up off the floor and takes a moment to catch his breath before responding. “Whatever the princess wants.”

She takes his hand and pulls him towards the kitchen, slower than she normally would, but with all the usual enthusiasm. His feet blunder underneath him and legs float as if disconnected from the rest of his body. A bead of sweat races down his temple and he catches it with the sleeve of his sweatshirt.

In the kitchen, he blows out a shaky breath and digs in the freezer for the chicken nuggets. His chest feels full of tissue paper and he can’t suck in a full breath.

Once the nuggets are in the oven and a glass of juice has been poured for Morgan, Peter searches through the cupboards for some tylenol or ibuprofen or anything really. Once he gets his hands on a bottle of ibuprofen, his shaking hands are barely able to twist the cap off, but once he does, he shakes out a handful of the tiny orange pills and swallows them, chasing them down with a glass of apple juice.

Some time passes and Morgan plays her music and Peter is almost able to take his mind off of the warning buzzing in the back of his neck and the increasingly painful stomach cramps that come and go like a wretched tide.

Once they’ve both eaten, (Morgan more than Peter, for once.) Morgan leads Peter down the hall to her room and shows him to a seat at a table set up with her pink-and-white porcelain tea set and stuffed animals resting in their own chairs in front of their own teacups and saucers.

Morgan picks up the teapot and “pours” the tea for herself and Peter and each of the guests at the table. Peter zones out for a moment, but Morgan must have said something to him because she’s staring at him expectantly.

“Petey?”

“Yeah?” Peter blinks. His stomach is full of bricks and it aches like it never has before. He clamps his arms around his middle and breathes as deeply as he is able.

“I said do you want sugar,” Morgan sighs, exasperated.

“I think I’m good.” Peter replies. He can no longer ignore the pain and his sweatshirt is damp with sweat.

Morgan sets the sugar bowl down on the table and rests her forearms on the white tablecloth. “You’re not very fun to play with today.”

Peter looks up and his head pounds. “I’m sorry babe. I just don’t feel very good. Do you want to watch a movie or something?”

Morgan sighs. “I guess. But only if it’s Nemo.”

“Nemo it is. You go get it started and I’ll be right in.”

As Morgan bounces off to the movie room, Peter stumbles into the bathroom, leaving the light off to ease his headache. He rests his head on the cool granite of the bathroom counter and breathes for a moment, working up the courage to fight back the nausea that threatened to cripple him. His heart is racing and so is his mind, trying to match up his symptoms with something, anything that he could remember from his time being a Boy Scout when he was younger and Ben was still around. It almost felt like it might be a black widow bite, but wouldn’t there be fang marks? Or maybe there wouldn’t, Peter doesn’t know.

“Petey? Are you coming?” Morgan’s voice pulls him from his head. He splashes water onto his face and takes small deliberate steps to avoid toppling on his way to the movie room. It’s only a couple rooms down the hall, but still, Peter is sweating and his legs are trembling and he practically collapses down onto the couch when he arrives. Breaths come in labored pulls and his head is swimming in pain.

Morgan orders FRIDAY to start the movie and FRIDAY complies, but Peter has a difficult time focusing on the movie, or anything besides controlling his breathing and not puking all over the rug.

Peter doesn’t know how, but somehow, he was able to make it through the movie and to Morgan’s bedtime. She had fallen asleep on his shoulder and he somehow hadn’t noticed until after the movie had ended.

He moves to wake her and everything hurts. He doesn’t remember feeling this horrible since the first spider bite. Oh no. It couldn’t be happening again, right? No, right. Yeah. It couldn’t happen again. Unless…

“Is it over?” Morgan sits up and rubs the sleep from her eyes.

“It’s over, baby. Time for bed. You should go and use the potty and brush your teeth really quick so we can get you to bed. It’s getting late.”

“I would do that all really quick if I could get a juice pop.”

Peter sighs. “Alright. One juice pop. Then bed.”

“Deal.” She hops up from the couch and bounds toward the kitchen.

Peter leans forward, an involuntary groan escaping from his lips as his stomach cramps again. When he stands, his vision blacks out, and he comes crashing down to the floor.

Tony’s watch buzzes on his real arm. Peter’s photo lights up the display. He pulls his phone from his pocket and picks up the call.

“Hey Pete, how’s it going? Everything alright on the home front?”

“Daddy?” Morgan’s voice is shrill, like it only is when she’s scared.

“Morgan? Are you okay?” This grabs Pepper’s attention and she comes closer to Tony and the two of them walk away from the center of the social circle to the outskirts where they can hear better.

“It’s Peter,” she says. “I think he fell down and now he’s sleeping really hard and I can’t wake him up.” Her voice wavers and Tony’s heart speeds up, fluttering and skipping over beats like they’re nonessential.

“It’s okay Morgie. You did great. Can you tell me where he fell?” Pepper’s eyes are wide and Tony fights to keep his demeanor calm when all he wants to do is freak out.

“In the movie room.”

“Did he hit his head when he fell?”

“I…” Morgan whimpers, “I don’t know.”

“It’s okay babe. No worries. Everything is all good. Mommy and I are going to be home in just a couple minutes, okay? It’s all going to be okay.”

“Okay…”

“I’m going to give the phone to Mommy, okay? And we’ll be home really soon.”

“Okay.”

He hands the phone to Pepper and they leave the party in a whirlwind of curt goodbyes and squealing tires until they are back at the apartment and running through the lobby, barking inquiries about Peter’s condition at FRIDAY.

When the elevator doors finally open at their penthouse apartment, Tony and Pepper sprint down the hall to the movie room. When they finally get there, Tony’s stomach drops. It’s a sight no parent should ever have to see, one of their kids pale and sweaty and passed out on the floor while the other looks on with tears in her eyes and streaming down her cheeks.

Tony skids across the floor and his knees creak when he droops down close to Peter (he would pay for that later). “Peter? Time to wake up buddy. It’s not bedtime yet.” He cups Peter’s cheek and he can see Pepper ushering Morgan out of the room out of the corner of his eye.

Peter shifts under Tony’s touch and groans. His eyes open, just slightly, and then close again. “Come on buddy. Talk to me. You can do it.”

“T’ny?” Peter breathes. His face is so pale. Way too pale.

“Yep, it’s me buddy. What’s going on?”

“I,” his face scrunches in pain and he lets out a breath, “I dunno.”

“It’s okay bud. No worries. Everything’s gonna be fine. Cho’s on her way, but she’s about 20 minutes out. Be honest, can you wait that long? Or should I take you to the ER?”

“I dunno.”

“Okay, okay. That’s fine. We’re gonna get this all sorted out, no problemo here.”

Peter hums and closes his eyes. “Oh, no siree, we’re gonna want you to keep those peepers open right now, okay? Peter? Open up.”

Peter hums again and opens his eyes back up. He gasps and sits up suddenly, like he just realized what was happening. “Morgan?” Peter whips his head around searching for the girl and Tony manhandles Peter back to the ground.

“Morgan’s fine, kiddo. She’s with Pepper.”

He blows out a breath. “Okay, that’s good. That’s good.”

“How long have you been feeling this miserable bud?” Tony maneuvers himself so that Peter’s head on his thigh and he tangles his fingers in Peter’s sweaty curls.

“Since yesterday. Got bit by a spider.”

“Again bud? You have quite the luck with spiders, huh?”

Peter squints up at Tony. “Could you turn the lights down? Head hurts.”

“FRIDAY, lights down to 15 percent.” She complies.

“Tony, I don’t—“ Peter claps his hand over his mouth and gags.

“Woah, it’s okay. It’s okay. Let’s get you—“ he pushes Peter up into a sitting position and rubs his back. Peter gags again and vomit splashes onto the dark carpet. “There you go. You’re okay.”

“I’m sorry, I’m sor—“ he doubles over again and groans.

“Hey, it’s all good. No apologies here. I was thinking this rug was getting to be out-of-style anyways.” Peter just whimpers.

“It hurts Tony. Like, really bad.”

“I know bud. I’m so sorry.”

Peter leans into Tony’s chest and Tony rubs his shoulders. “Make it stop,” Peter whines. “Make it stop, Tony, please.”

Tony holds Peter closer. Peter is hot. Like, just-ran-three-miles-in-the-August-heat hot. “FRI, ETA on Cho?”

“Helen Cho will arrive in seven minutes.” Even though she’s just an AI, Tony swears her tone is sympathetic.

“Can you tell me where it hurts bud?”

“My stomach and… my— oh Tony my head too.”

“Cho’s gonna be here any minute bud. Just hang in there.”

“Mmhmm,” Peter nods into Tony’s chest and he can tell that he’s crying. It makes his heart ache.

The next seven minutes pass slowly and painfully, but somehow, they pass. When Cho gets there, she takes the situation by storm and all Tony can do is watch.

“Did he say what kind of spider it was?” She pricks the back of Peter’s hand with a needle and hands Tony the saline bag with instruction to squeeze.

“Uh, no he didn’t.”

“How long has it been since he was bitten?”

“36 hours, max.”

“And what are his symptoms?”

“He said his head hurt, and his stomach. Fever and sweating. Nausea and vomiting too.”

She holds his eyelids up and flashes a penlight into both of his eyes. “Anything you want to add, Peter?”

“Hard to breathe. Can’t really move my legs.”

“Got it. It sounds to me like this might be a black widow bite. Were there two fang marks at the bite site?”

“I don’t… I don’t remember.”

“It’s okay. No worries. I’m going to give you muscle relaxants, painkillers, and something for the nausea.” She digs around in her kit and produces three syringes that she systematically plunges into Peter’s saline line.

“Givit to me straight, doc,” Peter slurs. “How long do I got?”

Cho huffs our a laugh. “You’ll be fine, Peter.”

“Oh goodie.”

“Yes ‘oh goodie’. You’ll still be hurting for a couple more hours, but we just gotta let the venom flush out of your system. So that means lots and lots of water.”

“Hope I don’ drown.”

“Looks like those painkillers are kicking in nicely,” Cho smiles as she packs up her bag. “Call me if anything changes.”

“Thank you.” Tony puts a hand on her shoulder.

“It’s no problem.”

As Peter fades in and out of consciousness, Tony works on getting him cleaned up and changed into a pair of Tony’s old sweats, carefully threading the IV line through the sleeves of his sweat-damp hoodie. The bite is swollen and red and Tony feels sick at the thought of Peter feeling so horrible for so long.

Tony wedges his arm under Peter’s and the two of them wobble over to Peter’s room together. Peter collapses into the bed and Tony helps him get comfortable, pulling up the comforter and brushing his slightly-too-long curls off of his clammy forehead.

“Daddy?” Tony whips his head around.

“Morgan? Aren’t you supposed to be asleep right now?” He sits on the edge of Peter’s bed.

Morgan just shrugs and fists her pajama shirt in her hands. He beckons her over and pats his knee. “C’mere madam secretary.” He pulls her close and bumps heads with her. “Pete’s fine. See?” He points over at Peter, and Peter raises his arm in a pathetic wave.

“Hiii Morgie,” Peter says, a touch too loud. “I’m gettin’ aaalllll better. No problems here, no siree.”

“See babe? He’s fantastic. A little high, but other than that, he’s doing great.”

Morgan looks back up at Tony and sniffles. “Are you sure?”

“Sure? Honey, I’m positive.” Morgan nods and crawls up into the bed with Peter, where he tucks her under his arm.

“Well,” Tony slaps his knees, “I think I’m going to turn in for the night. Holler if you need anything, okay?” Peter mumbles something along the lines of ‘okay’ and Tony switches off the lamp. “Love you guys.”

“Love you too,” Peter mumbles and Tony’s heart melts.

#my fics #friendly-neighborhood-exchange #clover-roseee #i hope you like this!!#while i was writing this i was like. perched on top of my chair with my laptop balanced on my knees bc i kept feeling SPIDERS on my LEGS #peter parker #tony stark #peter parker whump #irondad and spiderson #irondad whump #morgan stark #pepper potts #spider bites #hurt/comfort

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fullofmelaninsarcasmandepression · 5 years

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Falsetto~ Dababy

Dababy X Reader

warning: smut!!! Some nasty shit! Based off the song by The Dream

excuse and typos/errors

IF YOU READ MY WORK, THEN REBLOG THAT SHIT AS WELL! IF YOU THINK THIS MESSAGE IS ABOUT YOU THEN YES TF IT IS! IF YOURE NOT GONNA REBLOG IT, YOU MIGHT AS WELL NOT READ IT!

You giggled as if you were a small child as you continued to grind and dance on your boyfriend, Jonathan. Or as many people know him as Dababy. But to you he wasn't Dababy, he was your baby. You felt his now rock hard member continue to press up against you every time you moved your plump ass against it. It even caused your dress to raise slightly every time.

"You feel that,” Jon whispered in your ear with the most huskiest voice that drove you absolutely insane. You smirked and looked up at him. This nigga was too fine for his own damn good. From his dimples to that grill and million dollar smile. He grabbed your hand and led you out of the club back to his car. He opened your door and waited for you to get in before closing your door.You quickly buckled your seat and your mind began to race with impure thoughts.

About whether he was gonna take his time with passionate but deep strokes. Or if he was gonna be rough and fast with you tonight. Your thoughts were interrupted when you felt him place his warm hand on your thick thigh while his other one stirred the wheel.You looked over and smiled at him, trying to look as innocent as possible. You batted your eyelashes at him as he smirked, showing off his dimples. You reached over and stroked his still hardened member.

"You betta stop playing before I crash this bitch.” You let out a dark chuckle and bit your lip. You always knew exactly how to get your man so wound up like he was at the moment. You knew which exact buttons to press too. And all that tension and frustration that you cause for him leads to some of the best sex ever between the two of you.

"Boy bye. Always talking to me like you my damn daddy.” Your plump lips curved up into a smirk. You didn't know if the smirk came from your sudden boost of confidence or if you were thinking about how bad you were gonna get it once the two of you arrived at your shared house. You felt how wet you were through your lacy panties. You had to squish your thick thighs together in order to relieve some of the tension you had going on down there.

"You wasn't talking all that shit when I was deep in them guts last night. When I had you screaming 'daddy' and 'oh daddy I can't take it'. When I had your ass talm bout how I was too deep and you could feel me in your stomach. Had your lil' ass tapping out and had you wore the fuck out when I was done with you. Remember that." You sat there absolutely speechless. Before you could even think of a rebuttal, you guys had already arrived at your home and he had parked his car onto the cobblestone driveway.

"Get in that house and get ready for me, I'll be up there in a minute. And if you don't, you already know what's finna happen." He declared before letting his teeth nip at your neck that you knew for sure was gonna leave a mark there for everyone to see. You hopped out of the car and quickly darted up to you twos bedroom. You ripped your dress off and changed into your new lingerie set that he just bought you.

You heard his heavy footsteps come up the steps and quickly scurried around onto your hands and knees. You could feel the sexual energy and tension between the two of you as soon as he entered the room. Within just a couple of strides, he was standing in front of you. He caressed your round face before kissing you. Roughly but it still lit you up inside like fireworks on the fourth of July. Simultaneously, your eyes widened and lit up with anticipation as your lover dropped his underwear and jeans in such a rapid motion. Revealing his thick and very hard member, just oozing with pre-cum."Well it ain't finna suck itself. So get to it,” Jonathan said, before winking down at you. You grabbed his hard-on and licked from the tip all the way down to his balls. You gave his tip one more lick before attempting to deep throat him. You started off slowly then worked your way all the way down. You've always tried to deep throat him but failed terribly due to his thick and long length. But this time you were actually successful. You applauded yourself quietly as you hear your boyfriend moan.

"Shit baby, just like that,'' Your boyfriend croaked out as he continued to move your thick hair all over the place. He held onto it as if he was going to place it in a ponytail before yanking it slightly. He pulled his hard-on out of your mouth quickly and teasingly tapped it on your tongue before shoving it back in. You wrapped your wet,soft,plump lips around him once more and hummed on his rock hard shaft and felt him began to twitch in your mouth."You gonna cum daddy" you teased him as you began to hear incoherent sounds falling from his mouth. You began to fondle with his balls as well as you continued to hear more mumbling from him."Shit I'm rey bust,'' he exclaimed before taking his shaft out your mouth. You placed your tongue out and closed your eyes. You felt his warm seed land onto your tongue and you swallowed every last drop of it.

He pushed you back onto the bed softly and removed his shirt. He stood over top of you before lowering down to your wet kitty. He smirked up at you before licking up and down your slit. You moaned at the warm and wet sensation of his tongue. He worked his way lower and began to place kisses all over your squishy thighs. He kissed his way back up to your wet pussy.He teasingly licked your clit before placing a tiny kiss on it. He scanned you face for a split second before placing his tongue back on your precious pearl. Lick. Suck. Repeat. That was the continuous pattern that he had set. And you loved every feeling of it. Just when you thought it couldn't get any better, he slipped in two of his thick digits. Your boyfriend always knew exactly how to give your body feelings of euphoria and how to hit all the right spots.

"Shit just like that baby,” you practically yelped out as you felt yourself on the verge of your first climax of the night. You heard your boyfriend egg you on and just the sound of his voice was enough to send you over the edge. Of course with the assistance of his fingers as well.

He placed a strong grip on your thighs and pulled you over to the edge of the bed. He ran the tip of his member up and down your slit swiftly before sliding all of it inside of you. You moaned as you felt his thick hard-on stretch you out. You always enjoyed the feeling of him stretching your tight pussy out. It always left you speechless. He slowly pulled himself out of your before slamming back into your wet cunt.

He continued to pull out and slam right back into your wet heat. He wrapped his hand around your neck and applied a little bit of pressure. You opened your mouth but couldn't manage to get anything out due to the pleasure. "What princess. You was talking all that shit earlier. What happened?" You stifled a moan as you heard your boyfriend talk his shit. It was such a turn on for you.

"Shit nigga, you finna make me cum,” you exclaimed as you felt your walls clench down onto his dick. Within a matter of seconds and a few thrusts, your juices were running all down his dick and you were screaming mewls of his name. He even found himself releasing inside of you after a few more thrusts."Damn," y'all said simultaneously as you two smiled at each other.

tags: @purpledoritoss

#dababy #dababy x reader #dababy x black reader #dababy fanfic #dababy smut #smut #music

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