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abbysbug · 15 days

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— Two Little Lovebirds

ellie being a cutie little loser

Pairing; Streamer!Ellie x Streamer!Reader

a/n: this is how i imagined my streamer!ellie to ask my streamer!reader out

@stegosauruswilly sooo are you and y/n dating or what?

@ladydcansteponme yeah come on ellie. we've seen what you've been posting

@minecraftergod LMAO they're definitely dating look how red her face is going

Ellie's eyes scanned over the chat, reading every message. She and you weren't dating, not yet, at least. She wanted to ask you out but couldn't find the courage.

"Uhm." She mumbled, trying to keep up with her energetic mood. She had been playing Roblox horror games for the past hour, and everything had been okay until people started to mention you.

Don't get her wrong, she adored talking about you. But having to talk about her relationship with you made her feel embarrassed. She had been talking to you for two weeks and she hadn't asked you out. That is so not lesbian of her.

@m0mmym11kers oh shit. maybe theyre not dating.

"Okay, guys. I think I'm gonna wrap it short today. Have fun at, Y/n's stream!" Ellie clicked on the button to raid your stream, sending all her viewers to your channel.

She slumped down in her chair and ran her hand on her face. God, she needed to ask you out.

A large grin spread across your face when you saw that Ellie raided you.

"Thanks for the raid, Els. Oh, wait. Is she not here?" You frowned, not seeing Ellie's familiar username pop up in chat.

@minecraftergod uh yeah ellie ended stream really randomly and i guess she didn't join

@rubberducksex she seemed kinda upset ngl maybe check on her

You opened your messages with Ellie.

You: hey, are you ok? people said you looked upset and ended stream randomly.

Ellie: when are you free?

You: like in an hour

Ellie: can i come over in an hour then?

You: yeah ofc. u ok tho?

Ellie didn't reply to you. You bit your lip in concern.

You ended the stream 30 minutes later. You were concerned about Ellie and couldn't keep your mind off of her. There was a knock on your door and you looked over to check the time. Shit, has it been an hour already?

You opened the door and smiled at the sight of Ellie. You threw your arms around her. You pulled Ellie inside, closing the door behind her.

"You okay, Ellie?" You asked, "You're quiet."

Ellie shrugged, playing with her fingers.

You frowned, taking her face in your hands. You ran your thumb over her cheek. "What's wrong?"

"I wanna be your girlfriend," Ellie blurted out, immediately regretting her words. That was not how she wanted to ask.

When you didn't reply immediately, you felt Ellie started to pull away from you. But you wrapped your arms around her neck and pressed your lips against hers. Your actions shocked Ellie, but she quickly reciprocated. Her arms wrapped around your waist.

The kiss was messy but full of love. You pulled away when you started to run out of breath, and rested your forehead against hers.

"So, is that a yes?" Ellie asked.

You giggled, nodding your head. "Of course it is."

Ellie gave you a shy smile.

"Wanna tell me why you were upset now?" You questioned, playing with the baby hairs at the nape of her neck.

Ellie sighed, attempting to look away from you, but you tilted her head to look at you. "I just- Everyone kept asking me if we were dating and I wanted to ask you out so bad so I just felt like a loser for not having the courage."

You frowned. "Ellie, you aren't a loser for not having the courage. I didn't have the courage either, does that make me a loser?"

"No, but-"

"Exactly. You aren't a loser."

Ellie sighed. She knew you were right. You kissed the tip of her nose and smiled.

"Feel better now?"

She nodded.

"Wait, I gotta flex to Twitter that I'm dating you." Ellie pulled her phone out and swiped to her camera app. Ellie wrapped her arm around your neck and pulled your faces together. At the last second, you turned your face, kissing Ellie on the lips.

A light blush spread across Ellie's face when you pulled away, grabbing her phone to look at the picture.

"Awe, this looks cute. Post it,"

Ellie smiled and typed out a post.

@carpetmuncherwilliams FINALLY GOT THE COURAGE AND ASKED :p WHO WANTS TO COME TO THE WEDDING!!! *1 image attached*

@buffjesse replied gay as hell DOWN WITH THE GAYS

@dinaisbetter replied jesse stfu they are literally so cute why dont u post photos of me huh??

@buffjesse replied *4 images attached*

@dinaisbetter replied r u serious THOSE ARE PICS OF ME SLEEPING WITH MY MOUTH OPEN DELETE THOSE RN

Ellie laughed at Jesse and Dina’s conversation, passing the phone to you.

“If you ever post photos of me like that, I will kick you so hard.”

Ellie held her hands up in defensive.

“I absolutely will not.”

She definitely will at some point.

#ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x you #ellie williams x y/n #ellie x reader #ellie x you #ellie x y/n #melposts #ellie williams x female reader #ellie williams fluff #ellie williams imagine #streamer!ellie

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thatdammchickennugget · 24 days

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hii! i was wondering if you could do theodore nott x griffindor reader where theyre in a relationship but he decides to break up with her, because he got the mark, to protect her by making her hate him, but after the war he explains everything and they get back together, like its very angty then fluffy

i know this is so weird im sorry 😭😭

(btw i love your writing!!!)

-🪩

Second Chances

pairing -theodore nott x fem!reader

warnings - angst with a happy ending, established relationship, fighting, mention of y/n

a/n - not weird at all, thank you for requesting!! I'm finding out angst really isn't my strong suit but I hope this is okay 💕

wordcount - 1.4k

You never thought you'd see the day your boyfriend would become distant and cold.Of course, you had seen him act this way with other students before, but never with you. His once warm gaze now held a hint of sadness, and his touch, once comforting, now felt like a fleeting memory.

Theo had changed since the war began, his demeanor growing more guarded with each passing day. You couldn't understand why he was pulling away from you, why he seemed so determined to push you out of his life. Now was exactly the time you should be there for each other more than ever before.

It was a chilly evening when Theo finally decided to confront you. He asked you to meet him on the astronomy tower, his expression unreadable as he watched you approach. The hopes that he would finally tell you what was wrong and everything would go back to the way it used to be vanished instantly.

"Y/n," he began, his voice tinged with a hint of sorrow. "We need to talk."

Your heart sank at the seriousness of his tone, a sense of dread settling in the pit of your stomach. You nodded silently, urging him to continue.

"I... I think it's best if we end things," he said, his words heavy with regret. "It's not safe for us to be together, not with everything that's happening."

Confusion clouded your thoughts as you struggled to comprehend his words. "But... why?" you tried to keep the words steady, your voice barely above a whisper.

Theo's gaze flickered with pain as he reached out to touch your cheek, his touch gentle yet filled with a sense of finality. "I've joined the Dark Lord," he confessed, his voice barely a whisper. "And I can't risk putting you in danger."

As his admission hung in the air, the weight of his words crashing down on you like a ton of bricks, a mix of disbelief and rage flooded your senses. You recoiled from his touch, shaking your head in disbelief.

"You've... you've done what?" Your voice trembled with a mixture of hurt and fury, your fists clenched at your sides. "You've joined him? After everything we've talked about? After all the times we swore we'd fight together?"

Theo's gaze faltered under your intense scrutiny, his expression pained as he struggled to find the right words to explain himself. But the excuses fell flat in your ears, drowned out by the sound of your own heartbeat pounding in your ears.

"You chose him over me," you accused, your voice laced with venom as you took a step back, putting distance between yourself and the man who had once held your heart.

Tears of anger and betrayal welled up in your eyes, threatening to spill over as you struggled to make sense of the shattered pieces of your reality. How could he have betrayed everything you believed in? How could he have turned his back on you so callously?

"I trusted you," you whispered, your voice barely a whisper as you turned away, unable to bear the sight of the man who had broken your heart. "But you've proven that trust means nothing to you."

And with those final words, you walked away, leaving Theo standing alone on the astronomy tower, rubbing at the black ink covering his forearm, his heart heavy with regret and the knowledge that he had lost the one person who had ever truly mattered to him.

ੈ♡˳

Two years had passed since that fateful night on the astronomy tower. The war was over, but the scars it left behind still lingered, etched into the hearts of those who had survived. You had tried to move on, burying the pain of betrayal beneath a facade of strength and resilience. But deep down, the ache of losing Theo still haunted you, a constant reminder of the love you had lost.

As you made your way through Diagon Alley, lost in thought, you caught sight of his familiar figure in the crowd. Your heart skipped a beat as you recognized him instantly, despite the passing of time. Theodore Nott stood just a few feet away, his gaze searching the crowd as if looking for someone.

Panic seized you at the sight of him, memories of the pain and betrayal flooding back with a vengeance. You turned on your heel, intending to slip away unnoticed, but fate had other plans.

"Y/n, wait!"

His voice cut through the bustling noise of the street, and while cursing yourself, you froze in your tracks. You resisted the urge to look back, steeling yourself against the rush of emotions threatening to overwhelm you.

But Theo was persistent, his footsteps quickening as he closed the distance between you. Before you could react, he was standing before you, his eyes filled with a mixture of regret and longing.

"We need to talk," he said, his voice soft yet filled with urgency.

You bristled at his words, the bitterness of betrayal still fresh in your mind. "I have nothing to say to you," you spat, your voice dripping with disdain.

He flinched at your words, his expression pained as he reached out to touch your arm, his touch tentative yet filled with hope. "Please, just hear me out," he pleaded, his eyes searching yours for any sign of forgiveness.

But you remained steadfast, refusing to let him see the cracks in your armor. "I don't want to hear your excuses," you snapped, jerking away from his touch. "You made your choice, Theodore. And it wasn't me."

For a moment, silence hung between you like a heavy curtain, the weight of unspoken words filling the space between you. But then, Theo's gaze softened, his voice filled with a quiet determination.

"I know I messed up," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "But everything I did, I did to protect you. I thought pushing you away would keep you safe, but all it did was break both our hearts."

You felt the walls around your heart begin to crumble, the pain of the past giving way to a flicker of hope. Despite everything, a part of you still longed for the connection you had once shared with Theodore, a love that had never truly died.

"I miss you," he confessed, his voice raw with emotion. "Every day, I wake up wishing I could go back and change things. Wishing I could hold you in my arms again."

Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes as you looked up into his eyes, seeing the sincerity and regret reflected back at you. In that moment, you realized that despite everything, you still loved him.

"I never stopped loving you," you whispered, your voice barely audible above the din of the street. "I never could."

Theo’s eyes widened in disbelief, his breath catching in his throat at your admission. For a moment, he seemed at a loss for words, his gaze searching yours for any sign of doubt.

But you held his gaze steady, your heart pounding in your chest as you fought to keep your emotions in check. Despite everything he had put you through, a part of you still longed for the connection you had once shared, a love that had never truly died.

"I'm sorry," Theo whispered, his voice filled with remorse. "I know I don't deserve another chance, but please... please give me the opportunity to make things right."

You hesitated. But unable to look away from his eyes, you saw the depth of his regret, the sincerity of his plea. And in that moment, you knew that you couldn't deny the love you still felt for him. Even if he broke your heart over and over again.

"Okay," you whispered. "I'll give you another chance."

A flicker of hope flashed across his face, his lips twitching into a small smile as he reached out to take your hand in his. In that simple gesture, you felt a sense of warmth and reassurance, a promise of a future filled with second chances and new beginnings.

As you walked together through Diagon Alley, hand in hand, you knew that the road ahead wouldn't be easy. There would be challenges and obstacles to overcome, wounds that still needed healing. But with Theo back by your side, you felt a sense of strength and determination that you hadn't felt in years.

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layraket · 21 days

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THERE WAS AN UPDATE YOU KNOW THE DRILL SLEEPING BE DAMMED

theres so much going on jokes that i will deffinetly take advantage of theories of the meaning of things the goddamn art everything

first of all apparently Malo Mart turned to a mega corporation???? well sorry twi no 60% of discount for you that sucks

thats rough buddy

i cant take it seriously poor Four, look at that face

thats the face of someone who will be grounded for some time after all this madness and is totally not happy about this

Sky was waiting letters from Sun, maybe she couldn't write something for him? either way poor guy look at his sad face :( the heart makes it better

baby? baby??? smol???? smol hylian???? tiny cute litol hylian????child????

ahhh Time dont just say yes and left it like that! i need to know!!!

Twilight my man at this point you will be grounded dont test the old man's patience

Time knows the dangers of excesive courage, yes it can keep you going and maybe make you win the battle, but can also kill you if youre not careful. This is what almost happened with Twilight, this almost might have happened to Time too

He's scared that for this reckless courage he might loose his descendant, the one who brought hope to him and his wife to form a family and live happy

(also he saying this makes me think more about the posibility of Malon being pregnant, too much mistery please old man just tell me i will not say anithing ur secret is safe plweas)

HERO'S SHADE HERO'S SHADE

not much to say here, it might be a wrong translation that im doing but hey! it reminds me that Twi already knows that Time is the Hero's shade but like. with flesh and eyes. alive.

OKAY HERE I HAVE THINGS TO SAY

When Wild asks Twilight's face changes inmediately, he doesn't want to look down, he still feels the need to be strong in front of the younger heroes, worrying them is the last of his desires

Four is not stupid, he notices the actual mood of Twi and ask again, but with different words. It looks like it really made Twi reconsider things

doesn't exactly talks what was having him a little down moments ago, but at least it seems to calm them, again, they shouldn't be worried after what happened

Twi for hylia who were you thinking he was talking about????

no really i have that question who was he thinking that was asking for him?????

"who kicked the fuck out of that bad lizard??? who did that???? yes you did!! you did it amazing!!! im so proud my beautiful exterminator of dumb lizards!!!"

HE JUST

FUCKING ROLLS

YEAHHH WIND FLIP

Hyrule 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰💛💛💛💛💛✨✨✨✨✨✨✨

hes so badass jumping off heck yeah stairs are dumb

also Wind thats a cool move you too legend jumping and rolling are so cool love you guys

Wars dont ruin the fun nono guys keep doing it i'll even give you chips if you do that

oh they really think that Wars is broke and has no money alright

im glad that this bit kept going i love the boys teasing each other (Lege and Wars specially)

hey listen

listen

i dont want to ruin it

but

it would be funny

just

just listen

would be very funny that

it just

breaks

hey it would be funny cmon

andddd theyre off!

Hyrule learns from watching, from the actions and movements that he sees in the enemy, and uses it to make a plan to attack, learn patterns and be ready for anything

yep hes gonna play an important role in the next arc i have a feeling

now buildings art aprecciation cuz holy shit theyre so pretty

gorgeous

fantastic work i feel blessed

(all art credits obv goes to @linkeduniverse ! )

#linked universe #linkeduniverse #lu update #linked universe update #lu chain #lu spoilers #lu update spoilers #linked universe spoilers #i talk #uhhhh its almost 1 am #idc it was worthy

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lavender-devotion · 19 days

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Hello! Would you be willing to write a radiapple fic of what might happen the first time Lucifer sees Alastor’s antlers fall off because theyre shedding? I love the idea of them being mid-argument and one of them just pops off all of a sudden

oooooooooh, I've never done a ship fic before, but I LOVE this! I hope my writing lives up to your expectations <3 sorry if this one is shorter than my other fics, I'm not used to writing for ships

Summary: Lucifer expected a lot of things when it came to his arguments with Alastor, but one thing he didn't expect was to be interrupted by Alastor's antlers suddenly shedding...or to end up in his room helping him through the process. Also, what the fuck is this feeling in his chest?

Tags: RadioApple, Lucifer is feeling things and he is Not Happy about it, Enemies to "what the fuck am I feeling," Wound Tending, lots of insults, I know nothing about deer or medical shit (don't crucify me pls), Southern Gothic, Alastor is from the South fuckers and I'll never shut up about it TW: Blood, Gore (slight?) Word Count: 2k Read it on Ao3 <3

Lucifer stared at the ground, the silence around him deafening.

It was an antler.

A fucking antler.

He had to be hallucinating.

He slowly looked up from the spot on the floor, where the...antler had fallen, and up to Alastor---who was now dead silent, and one antler short. Now that they weren't in the middle of the argument, Lucifer found that he couldn't actually remember why they were arguing in the first place, or what they were arguing about. And that...actually kind of pissed him off more.

Alastor was always irritating, always getting on Lucifer's nerves every chance he got, but it seemed that in the last week he'd been even worse than usual---an impressive thing in and of itself, let me tell you. At first he'd thought that Alastor just wanted to see just how far he could push him until he snapped. Now, though, Lucifer was surprised to find...it was actually a lot more innocent than that---if "innocent" was the right word for it.

His antlers were shedding, and---now that Lucifer knew what he was looking for---was clearly in pain, even though he was pretty good at disguising it as anger.

Lucifer considered his options for a moment before finally sighing and kneeling down to pick up the fallen antler, "come on, let's get that taken care of before it gets any worse."

Before Alastor could respond---likely to either refuse or insult him, or both---Lucifer stood back up and walked away, headed towards Alastor's room. Where he hoped he had the tools to deal with this problem. If not, this was about to get really awkward.

For a moment, he was walking alone---Alastor no doubt reeling and confused by everything that had just happened---but soon Lucifer heard a pair of quiet footsteps following behind him. So, at the very least, he was avoiding the embarrassment of headed to Alastor's room completely alone. Lucky him.

Thankfully, it didn't take long for them to make it there, so they avoided the attention and questions of the other residents---who would definitely take this the wrong way. And, now that he thought about it, trying to explain to Charlie that he was not going to Alastor's room to have sex with him was his worst nightmare. He'd rather fight Michael a second time, honestly.

So, with that in mind, Lucifer quickly made his way into the room and shut the door as soon as Alastor was inside---leaving the two of them completely alone. With none of the other residents around to provide a buffer, and the aggravation of an argument distracting him, Lucifer suddenly found himself feeling...very awkward, oddly enough.

"So..." he started, "do you have anything in here to help take care of..."

He gestured to Alastor's singular antler and, after a bout of silence, Alastor carefully shook his head, sitting down in one of the two armchairs in the room.

"It will fall off naturally," he said simply, sounding resigned to Lucifer's presence, "be patient."

Patience was never exactly Lucifer's forte, but it wasn't exactly like he had a choice. He could always leave, of course, but doing that right after he'd offered to help would make him look like an asshole---and, while he usually wouldn't give a shit whether or not Alastor thought he was an asshole, seeing him in this state made him feel a bit more...self-conscious. So, in an effort to keep things from getting too silent, he decided to ask some questions about...whatever the fuck was going on here.

"So...is this supposed to be painful?" he asked, fiddling with the ring still fitted on his left hand.

Alastor kept silent, staring critically at him for a moment---almost like he was trying to figure out if there was any way Lucifer could use the answer against him which, knowing him, was probably exactly it. Once he seemed to figure it out, he answered.

"On Earth? No. In Hell? Yes."

"Ah..."

What was Lucifer supposed to fucking say to that? "Sorry, I didn't mean to damn humanity to eternal suffering, my bad?" Seriously? Why did trying to have a conversation with this bastard have to be so fucking difficult?

"What…is this, exactly?”

Alastor looked at him like he was stupid, "as you could see, if you'd open your god-damned eyes, my antlers are shedding."

"Of all the fucking- yes I fucking know that, but why?!"

"When humans get sent to Hell we are given new forms, sometimes those forms include animalistic features," he explained slowly, getting on Lucifer's every nerve, "when they do, then the demon in question develops the traits that match their features. I've developed deer-like features, so therefore I've also developed some of the matching traits."

As much as Alastor's condescension aggravated him, Lucifer couldn't really say anything about it, considering that he hadn't known any of this in the first place. What could he say? Spending 99% of his time hidden away in his palace making toy ducks and looking forward to the next time he'd get to call Charlie meant that he didn't really know much about the people that inhabited his realm...or how any of it worked.

"So, what? Did you really like deer when you were alive or something?" He asked sarcastically, trying to push past the topic of his own ignorance. It wasn't something he was proud of.

Alastor's ears suddenly pinned back, so that definitely struck a nerve.

Lucifer grinned, 'interesting.'

"Oh, was that it? Were you a deer boy?" He pressed more, intentionally taking on the same condescending tone that Alastor had, just to get on his nerves.

"The hunter that shot me apparently thought I was a deer, you piss-haired imbecile."

"Oh really? Because I heard through the grapevine that you turn into exactly what you are when you get sent to Hell."

The hair on the back of Lucifer's neck stood up as a sharp static whine made its way to his ears, Alastor practically seething at him.

"Is that what you are," he continued, "prey? A scared little doe trying desperately to prove he's more than just a footnote in the food chain?"

Alastor stood up---eyes darkening and forming into radio dials, limbs elongating as a bright green lightning began to emanate from his shadows.

"Lis†̸̨͔̭̣͔͆͌̈́͊͝Ȩ̶̙̦̘̮̀͒͗̀̏̐ñ̸͉̟̺̬̞̋̏͑́̆ ̷͎͙̮̼̝̔̾͑̍̅H̸̗͇̤̤̗͛̈̆̓̿È̵̡̤̜̲̬͊̒̈́̉͝R̵̡̛̠͍̭͚͊̊̎̇Ę̶͓̫̰̪̀͐̃̊͊̈́ ̶̼͇͎̬̙̾̀͛͐̇¥̴̧̛͖͇͔̲̓̽͗͌Ö̸̝̦̦̙̣̐͋̇͒́Ú̸͚̮͍̺͚͌̈͌̾͘ ̴̥͎̰̣̳́̋̑̓̒Ļ̴̣͉̞̟̓̒̈́̋́Ì̷̖̳͉̳̯̒̒̇̈́̈†̸̬̱͓͙̜̄̅́̽͝†̴̡̧̝͔̳̑̏̒͊̚L̴͇͇̪̈́͆̌̓̉ͅͅÈ̴̡͉͖̗̟̆̀͆̿͝-"

He suddenly hissed and reverted back to normal, falling back into the chair as his antler, while trying to grow larger to match his form, had grown in the wrong place---pieces of antler now coated in blood and sticking...through Alastor's head.

And Lucifer's smugness at finally managing to get to him quickly dissipated, being replaced by the feeling of...being Hell's biggest jackass.

"Oh shit- hold on, I'm gonna- fuck," he rushed to Alastor's side, hands erratically moving all around him, but still not quite touching---unsure of what to do to help.

"Just...pull it out," Alastor hissed furiously, small streaks of blood running down his face.

Lucifer's eyes widened, "what?!"

There was just- there was no fucking way. The antler was still technically connected to his head, but it was basically hanging on by threads of...fuck, he didn't even know what that shit was! He didn't know fucking human/deer/demon biology! And the, now enlarged, antler was literally sticking through his fucking skull!!!

WHAT WAS HE SUPPOSED TO DO???

Alastor practically fucking snarled at him, pain making him near-delirious and livid---eyes darkening and tense shadows crawling frantically up the walls, almost like they were trying to escape the pain.

"Break off the £̶͈̖̰͈͙̎͋͆̉͠µ̶͇͕̰̻͉̈́̌̔͗̕¢̶͍̥̦̥̥̐̈́̓͝͝k̸̢̜̣̤͓̈́̓͑̆͠ï̸̖͚͍̯̝̀̿̓̔͝ņ̷̬̘̝͉̃́͋̓̕͠g̷͈͎͔̩̱̋̎̎̈́̇ base and maneuver it ou†̸͓̳̮̟̪͆̌̈̃͂ ̴̞̘̻̫͂̄̽̋͠ͅð̶̛̛̘̜̣̰̬̓̉̇£̵͙̝͓̞̗̂̓̅̆͝ ̵̡̜̥̬̭̈̌͛̐̕ḿ̵̠̮̦͙͎̄͋͋͐¥̵̛̼̖͈͒̑̆̀͜ͅ ̶̛͍̖̦̩̲̿̃̐̀H̴̡̤̮͔̪͊̒̓̉̑È̷̟͇͔͓͇̀̄̿̇́Ä̷̩̤͖͉̓̿̋̓͆͜Ð̷͔̹̮̜̲́̿͒͊͠!̸̦͈̱͉͇͆͆͂̒̈!̸͈̪͚̘̥̊͆̋̕͝!̷̥̯̩̬̫͂̈́͂̍͠"

In a panic, before he could think twice about it, he did as Alastor said---breaking off the base as quickly as he could before carefully maneuvering the parts that were stuck out and pulling it free. The antler immediately slipped out of his hands and fell to the floor, the blood that now coated his palms making it hard for him to hold onto anything.

His eyes shot back to Alastor, finding him clutching his head and trying to breathe through clenched teeth. So he ran to the bathroom and desperately rummaged through the cabinets until he found a first aid kit and some clean rags. He rushed back into the room and quickly began trying to clean up the blood that bubbled up from the wound. At first Alastor flinched away from his touch, but after a moment he allowed Lucifer's touch---leaning into his hands as he worked.

At least, until he began cleaning the wound.

Once he brought out the antiseptic and began gently cleaning the area around the wound, Alastor hissed and gripped the arms of the chair he was sitting on---knuckles white. So Lucifer absent-mindedly put a hand on his back and gently rubbed circles to soothe him, a habit from when he was still married to Lillith that he still hadn't been able to shake. Alastor jumped at the touch but, after some hesitation, he allowed it, and Lucifer couldn't help but wonder-

'When was the last time he'd ever been touched gently?'

He was always the one touching others, more to exert power over them than anything, but the only time Lucifer had ever seen anyone touch him, they were trying to hurt him---trying and failing. The thought made him oddly self-conscious, the ring on his finger suddenly burning like a brand.

"You're wrong," Alastor said suddenly, making him jump.

"What?"

"Your demonic form isn't affected by what you are when you're alive, but by what you hate," he clarified, "I hate timidness, I hate fear, I hate prey---so I was made into something that embodied all of those traits."

Lucifer didn't quite know what to say to that, so he just asked, "does it bother you?"

There wasn't any malicious intent behind the question, he was genuinely curious.

"No, it doesn't."

"Why not?"

Alastor hummed, clearly contemplating exactly what to say, all the while Lucifer watched him---something warm and insistent taking root in his chest as he did so.

"Have you ever had the pleasure of visiting the South?" Alastor asked him, his ever-present smile seeming to turn genuine.

He answered truthfully, "no."

"Well, we have quite a few local legends in the South---myths, tall tales, ridiculous lies some might call them, but we know better. Warnings, we call them."

"Now, the legends do tend to differ depending on the region, but once you've been around long enough, you tend to learn all of them---no matter where you're from," Alastor continued, "one of the stories, a favorite of mine, is that of the Not-Deer."

Lucifer leaned towards him slightly, feeling drawn in by the story, the gentle static of his voice, and the genuine love he could see that he clearly had for his home.

"The story goes that sometimes people will be driving along a back road, walking through the forest, or simply enjoying an evening out on the porch---when, suddenly, they'll see what looks like a deer," his smile suddenly changed, a curl in his lip that made Lucifer shiver, "at first glance, it looks normal enough, but if you keep looking at it you'll start to notice that something about it is not quite right. That's when you'll also notice that, just as you're staring at it, it's staring right back at you."

The shadows around them almost seemed to dance as Alastor continued, and---although Lucifer could feel fear creeping up his spine---he didn't want him to stop.

"Then you'll notice something off about its eyes---that they're far too dead, far too human, to be the eyes of a deer. Then you'll notice that its body is all wrong too, distorted and bent in all the wrong places. Then you'll notice that it's too big to be a deer, and then you'll notice the blood on its matted fur, and then you'll wonder how you'd ever thought it was a deer in the first place."

A pause.

"Then you'll notice that it's closer to you than you first thought."

Lucifer, breathless, asked, "what do you do then?"

Alastor grinned, that same curl in his lip, "you run."

Now it was easy to see why Alastor didn't particularly mind this form.

"The interesting things humans think up," Lucifer whispered and Alastor almost seemed amused by his interest.

"Indeed."

The odd feeling in his chest warmed under his gaze, and he suddenly found himself feeling the distinct sense of deja vu as well.

...and that was when it hit him.

'Oh motherfucker-'

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel fanfiction #hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin hotel lucifer #radioapple #alastor x lucifer #devotion's posts: requests🪻#devotion’s posts: fic stuff 🪻

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vanishingcherry · 11 months

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Hi! I see the requests are open so can I get social media au for Ollie Bearman with camille pidoux as the y/n face claim? (I'll drop the detail of request and the face claim's intagram on the next one)

based on this request. hii! thank you sooo much for your request, i absolutely loved the details and tried to make it as perfect as possible.

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(EXTRA)ORDINARY LOVE

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olliebearman date nights with my love

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olliefan1 this is like a hair appreciation post

formula1forever its the way we dont even know what she looks like but everyone is already simping over her

↳ olliefan2 its her vibes... theyre captivatingly powerful

olliefan3 I JUST WANNA KNOW HER NAME PLS OLLIE

olliesmysterygf we love someone who loves books

For as long as you could remember, Ollie Bearman had been in your life. Your parents claimed that the two of you met in 4th grade, but you could swear you had known him much longer. It was as though your brain was engraved with images and stories from his childhood, his old picture-books being your main source of entertainment at his home.

The two of you were inseparable growing up. Everyone gave up at some point, your parents, teachers and even friends. You came as a set, and that didn't change when you started dating.

Admittedly, you had been hesitant at first. You loved him, there was no doubt of that. It was clear as day to the both of you as well as everyone else. He loved you too, more than he thought possible. But his career prospects meant he would be far away from home majority of the year. Quite simply, you were afraid he would forget about you one day, leaving you behind, heartbroken and alone. Even as friends you found it hard when he left, it felt like the other piece of you was no longer there.

However, in classic Ollie fashion, he managed to convince you. Alongside a plethora of gifts and little notes, he made a promise to never do anything to hurt you or let you forget your worth. Till date he had kept that promise, not once giving you reason to worry.

The two of you were older now, no longer little kids running around in the backyard after school, but the intensity of your love was the same. Although you couldn't be with him in person all the time, you cherished the moments you could. You went on dates all the time, simple and quiet ones, but they were incredible nonetheless.

Ollie would regularly take you to bookstores, feeding into your love of reading. He didn't read much himself, and was perfectly content sitting back and watching you pick out things to read, looking over the back cover before bringing them back for him to hold. He didn't mind, he'd do anything for you. You were perhaps one of the few people in his life who had never used him for his fame, never befriended him with the sole purpose of scoring passes to a race. It was why he had vowed to himself to never lose you, he understood how rare it was to find someone who cared as much as you did.

Another sign of Ollie being perfect was the fact that your cat absolutely adored him. The moment Ollie entered a room, your cat would forget about everything else entirely, although you understood why, you sometimes wished you could do the same as well.

You loved him, and he loved you. That was all you knew, and all you needed to know.

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yourusername a little bearman appreciation post (because no matter what, ill always love you)

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yourbff HIS HAIR IN THE SECOND PICTURE

↳ olliebearman ITS HELMET HAIR LEAVE ME ALONE

olliebearman thank you my love ❤️

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yourfriend you guys are so cute together!

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olliebearman so, so proud and so delighted to tell you that the love of my life got into cambridge! shes the genius out of the two of us, if you couldn't tell... i love you so much darling! ❤️

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olliefan4 CAMBRIDGE? DAMN RIGHT SHES A GENIUS

f2fan ollie is a genius too, he was smart enough to get the prettiest person ive ever seen

↳ olliefan5 yes bcs i want that pink sweater so bad

olliefan6 he brings her flowers that so sweet

↳ bearboy and the way the flowers match her outfit too like this man thought of everything

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olliebearman it seems you have found her... so i present to you the most wonderful person in the world- my girlfriend yn.

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olliefan7 not the emphasis on "my girlfriend" like that man knows were gonna try and steal her

yourusername thank you bebe

↳ olliebearman ❤️

↳ olliefan8 SHES COMMENTING ON HIS POSTS NOW

↳ olliefan9 yes cause we know who she is now

olliefan10 SHES SO PRETTY NO WAY

olliefan11 watch this account become a yn fanpage now bcs honestly i would do the same

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winterrrnight · 7 months

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hey angel, please could you write a fic with soft rafe x reader where they have been best friends for years and are finally in a relationship after admitting feelings for eachother and they have cute happy moments where they remember they’re not just friends theyre finally in a relationship now?

Tysm x

oh my goodness, this took me so so long than it should've and I'm so sorry about that! I love and adore this idea so much, but for some reason I never felt satisfied with how I was writing it so there were too many restarts. But we finally have the final product! It's inspired by your request, I don't think it's exactly what you requested, but the main idea was kept in mind throughout. I hope you like this and is up to your expectations 💞

memories

PAIRING: soft!rafe cameron x gn!reader

SUMMARY: a little collection of some of your favorite moments with your best friend, lover, partner in crime all rolled in one: rafe cameron.

WARNINGS: small mentions of alcohol, but mostly fluff and two lovers being mean to each other because it's their love language 🫶🏻🤭

EDITH SPEAKS: thank you to my bestie @runningfrom2am who helped me out with this fic! she told me all her favourite memories with her own boyfriend and that resulted in this very cute fic so thank you sooo much raye 🥹🥹

There is a little KC Undercover reference in the fic, which is like, probably one of the most iconic dialogues of Ms. KC herself and I had this beautiful opportunity to use it so I just couldn't pass it up 🤭

I hope you all like this!! Please ignore any little grammatical/spelling errors. And please like and reblog if you like this 🪂

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It's so easy for you to say how your life has changed for the better when you and Rafe finally became official. He has been your best friend since you both were little, and now to see you both expand your relationship which you had formed since such a small age, always makes you feel like the happiest person on this planet.

It's no lie that it took you some time to finally get to the dating stage. After realising your feelings for each other, you both needed a lot of pushing from your friends to finally confess.

"He looks at you as if you're his whole world! Why aren't you telling him?" Your friends would groan, as they would catch you with your mouth almost agape as he walks past you and gives you a smile.

"No, I don't think he does," you would dismiss your friends' thoughts and before they could say anything else, you would be rushing to your class.

Now, fast forward to three years later, you both are in university and live in a shared apartment. You took your own time to reach to this stage of your life with each other, but you're so grateful where you are now, because there's no one else you'd rather do it with.

"When we'll grow old, we'll be roomies forever!" Rafe would tell you in his little squeaky voice when he wasn't even seven years old. You would giggle at him and eagerly nod. Who knew those little dreams will come true, and you both will be a lot more than just friends?

Sharing an apartment with Rafe is everything you've always imagined it would be, each night feels like the sleepover you had when you were little. Except this time, you don't have this fear of laughing a little too loud that a parent is on their way to scold you for being up for so late. You can laugh and talk as loud as you want to, eat whatever your heart desires and talk about any topic you feel like.

You both have your moments where you tend to forget you're dating and aren't just two best friends who share an apartment solely because they thought it would be fun. One time, you had one of your oldest albums in your camera roll opened, and you were laughing at all the pictures.

"Dude look at this one!" You laughed, finding a hidden gem. Rafe feigned shock as he looked at you.

"You did not just call me dude." He said, deadpanned. You pop a crisp in your mouth from the packet you're both sharing.

"What's wrong with that?" You asked shrugging.

"I'm your boyfriend, that's rude,"

"Whatever bro," you giggled, averting your attention to your phone.

"That's even worse!" He whined.

"OH MY GOD!" You yelled as you laughed out loud, the next picture on your phone seeming pretty unbelievable. It's from a Halloween night years ago, and you both totally forgot you dressed up very poorly as Barbie and Ken. But the thing is, you were Ken and he was Barbie.

You both were dressed in a hot pink from head to toe, and your make up is loud and proud. "You need to be Barbie again," you laughed, as you teased him by nudging his arm with your elbow.

"Definitely not," he chuckled, shaking his head.

It definitely doesn't stop here. It was your aunt's birthday and she had a big party, inviting a lot of your family. It was towards the start of your relationship, and you definitely weren't used to calling this idiot your boyfriend.

"And this is Rafe! He's my uh, my boyfriend! Yes, boyfriend, oh my god!" You said out loud, your aunt laughing at your reaction.

He only shook his head at you and flicked your ear. Your reflexes acted up instantly and your hands went to his hair to completely mess them up.

One thing about you both is that have been extremely competitive since you were little. You've always wanted to beat him in whatever game you're playing, bowling, basketball, or even just Uno. And when one wins, they make sure to remind the other about it every minute.

"Oh my god I totally crushed you!" You yelled, attracting attention from people around you as you jump up and down, looking at the final score of your bowling match with Rafe.

"I won, you lost, I won, you lost," you sang as you danced in front of him, and he just stood there, looking at you.

"Oh shut up," He groaned, walking away as you're there dancing to yourself. You laughed and ran to catch up to him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and he instantly picked you up, you now on his back with your legs around his waist.

"I'm sorry bub, but I did crush you big time," you mumbled kn his ear. He groaned again, and then threatened to drop you on the ground. You let out a squeal and tighten your grip on him, which in turn made him laugh.

But you both are a whole another level of competitiveness when you are a team. There's not a single game invented which you both cannot win as a team, and the adrenaline rush you both get after you win results in some of the most crazy victory couple dances.

You found yourself at a party, and the game of beer pong is at an edge as people are watching you and him compete against another couple. It was the tiebreaker point, and if Rafe made the shot, you both would win.

"You can do this yeah?" You said, your hands holding his face as you looked him straight in the eye. "Just take a deep breathe, and shoot." He nodded at you and you handed him a ping pong ball.

He took his position and took a deep breathe in, clutching onto the ball in his hand. He shot the ball, and you watched from the side expectantly, your hands clutched together. It felt as if everything was in slow motion as the ball made its way to the other end of the table. You heard a soft plop as it landed in a cup of beer, and everyone around you started to cheer out loud.

You ran up to Rafe with the biggest grin on your face and he picked you up and spun you around. One of your friends came up to hand you the cup of beer. Rafe drank half of it, and then gave you the beer left to drink.

Everyone came up to you to congratulate you and hype you up even more, getting an occasional pat on your back. You looked at the couple who you both defeated, and Rafe made his way to them with you on his heels.

"Ding!" He said out loud. "That's the sound of the elevator, because you're not on our level!" He teased them and everyone around you gasped and cheered out loud, as you hollered around. The couple just gave you both a dirty look and leave, and you just looked at Rafe and gave him a high five.

"That'll tell 'em not to challenge us anymore," he said, wrapping his arm around your waist and kissing your head.

But what was the most concerning yet your favorite moment between you two was when he had this urge to be your knight in shining armor, but he also wanted to be the reason you needed help.

You were planning to take a little boat ride with all your friends, and as you all were standing on the dock, Rafe gave you a little nudge and dropped you in the water.

You screamed out loud as you went into the water, but quickly resurfacing as you swam up. You wiped your face with your hands as you pushed all your hair back, and when your eyes regained their focus, you saw everyone on the dock looking at you with utter shock.

You were gasping as you felt the cold water on your skin, when Rafe quickly removed his t shirt and came closer to the edge of the dock.

"Don't worry darling, I'm coming to save you!" He yelled with his chest wide as if he's a hero. You watched him jump into the water and swim up to you, and just as he reached you, you punch him in his arm, hard.

"What the fuck is this?!" You yelled, and Rafe came closer to you and wrapped his arms around you.

"What do you think this is? I'm here to save you," He said with a proud smile on his face.

"You asshole, you dropped me in the water," you said as he started to lead you towards the dock.

"What are you saying? You tripped off the edge and I'm here to save you. Did you hit your head on a rock or something?" He shook his head. You scoffed as he helped you get onto the dock. "I'm your knight babe, I'll always save you whenever you need to be rescued."

"What a relief." You said, rolling your eyes.

What he said that day is totally true though, all these times you've wanted help from someone, he's been there for you without fail. He picks you up everytime you fall down, even literally (but after he finishes laughing at you).

He makes you the happiest you have ever been. You'll always be so grateful for him.

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suugarbabe · 7 months

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hii, congratulations on the 1k followers! and i have a requested for you

not sure if it is a specific trope but, theodore nott and a reader where theyre friends and both oblivious to each others feelings. then, at night, after a bay day they end up together, something like this. just a cute moment where they feel free to be themselves and share a genuine comfortable moment

hope you have fun writing this! 🩷

ignorance is bliss except when its ignorance of Theo Nott's feelings for you and vise versa

You weren't an idiot, your grades alone proved that. But as Pansy would tell you, there's a difference between book smart and common sense, and your common sense of awareness was highly lacking. At least according to Pansy, because two weeks ago she told you that she thought Theo may like you back; actually, she said she knew he liked you back, but you just blew it off.

You had confided in her two years ago about your crush on your best friend, how you had begun to notice your platonic friendship growing into feelings that were more romantic. Your friend group had constantly teased both of you openly for years, jokingly calling you Mrs. Nott, suggesting there was more than meets the eye, things like that.

At the beginning you had always denied it, told them to fuck off and leave you guys alone, that you two were just best friends and Draco and Mattheo were just jealous that they could barely get a girl to stay around them for more than one night let alone be an actual friend.

However, lately when those same jokes would happen, your cheeks would burn, your heart would flutter, your stomach would tighten in knots. You would still laugh it off, but you couldn't help that your eyes would wonder to Theo, trying to gauge his reactions and see if they were any different.

To you, there was nothing different in Theo, he still joked and laughed about everything as always. Still wrapped his arm around your shoulders and pulled you close, still gave your temple a chaste kiss and told his friends to fuck off. But his lips on your skin left you dizzy, and it was hard to avoid the looks Pansy would give you after interactions like that.

But after the day you had today, you didn't care what anyone thought, you didn't think about your feelings, you just wanted Theo. Wanted him like the old days when he could comfort you and hold you when you were upset, when he would tell you stories about his shenanigans with the other boys just to make you laugh and forget about whatever it was you were worried about.

When the boys walked into the common room and Theo saw you on a sofa near the fire, arms wrapped around your shins and chin on your knees, he told the guys he'd meet them later and walked over to you.

"Can I sit?" you didn't lift your head up at the sound of his voice, you knew who it was. "Always can, Teddy."

Theo sat on the couch next to you, pulling his long legs beneath him sitting criss-cross, "You know you're the only person I let call me that."

"I'm pretty sure I've heard Draco and Mattheo both call you Teddy before," you stared at the crackling flames in front of you, magically licking the edges of the wood in the fireplace. Theo snorted, "I didn't allow them to call me that, I definitely beat their arse after."

You turned your head, resting your cheek on the tops of your knees now to look at him, "So why haven't you kicked my arse yet?" There was the smallest smile on your face and Theo felt like he'd won the lottery with just that small change in your mood.

Theo displayed a toothy grin, one he typically only saved for you, "You're the most important person in my life, bella ragazza." You sat up straighter, eyes locked with his now. You scooted closer to him, close enough that you were able to lean your head on his shoulder.

He wrapped an arm around your waist, giving your side a slight squeeze, making you giggle before telling him to stop. You felt him place a gentle kiss on the top of your head. You looked back into the fire, basking in it's warmth, in the feeling of Theo's fingertips dancing in the sliver of skin peeks from under your jumper, in the possibility that maybe Pansy was right, and Theo does feel the same about you as you do him.

#nonny bo bonny #theo nott x you #theo nott x reader #theo nott fluff

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smoshyourheadin · 27 days

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Sunshine and Soda Cans

Part 1 - Fizzes

you’d joined smosh in summer last year, just after anthony’s return. you’d watched smosh with your brother as a kid, so getting this editing job was a dream come true. although you hadn't watched their stuff in years, you quickly adapted to the quick thinking environment.

you got the job from your roommate angela, who was a cast member. you guys are super close, so when she mentioned that they had an editing vacancy, you jumped at the opportunity to leave your job at a marketing company to go work woth her. living with angela proved useful, because after your first day, you asked her about spencer, and oh did she have stuff to tell you.

“hey hey, whats the deal with the uh, spencer guy at work?” you said to her at dinner.

“(Y/N) ITS THE FIRST DAY AND YOU ALREADY HAVE THE HOTS FOR SPENCER?? I MEAN I’D UNDERSTAND IF IT WAS SOMEONE LIKE-” she began shouting, laughing at your face as you blushed

“jelly i- please, just- okay yeah, he’s cute but i don't want to make a move, he’s basically my boss!”

“this is also true. okay so…” she begins to ramble to this spencer guy you, as you eat your spaghetti. he’s so totally your type, but would you make a move? you can't decide.

the days passed, and soon enough you’d been at smosh for a month now. angela, being angela, had one day let slip to amanda of your small crush on spencer

“(y/n)!! get your butt over here!” she beamed at you, so you obliged, because who wouldn't listen to amanda? she's 6 feet of pure love, you listen to everything she says

“a little birdie, who cant keep her mouth shut after two glasses of wine, told me that you like spencer?” she looks at you, a certain glint in her eye

“okay, maybe, JUST maybe, i have a teeny, tiny crush on him. BUT i don't think im going to make a move.” you looked into her eyes, feeling dejected, because you felt he would never like you back.

the events that ensued, you couldn't even keep up with. every day on set, amanda would rake you into a conversation she was having with spencer, or angela would ask you to go to his desk give him something off her. you weren't nescaserily complaining, but it was less than ideal, because you became a stuttering mess around him.

“hey spence, um- angela wanted me to give you this, i mean i dont know why she didnt bring it herself, its kind of lazy, she is, i mean- she isnt but she has me running around for her, but thats friendship right? i mean i’d make her do that, but not if-”

he gazes up into your eyes and gently places a hand on your arm, sending small jolts through your body.

“dude, it’s just me, relax!” he smiles at you, as you give him the mt dew kickstart angela sent you over to give him.

“tell angela thanks by the way!” he said, as you walked over to angela, who was trying not to break out into a big smirk

“oh spencer! angela is making me do things for her! oh woe is me! hold me incase i fall!” she placed the back of her palm to her forehead, dramatically falling into amanda’s arms

“hey! thats not what i sounded like! right? i didn't. right.” you said, becoming increasingly concerned if it was that obvious. courtney, erin d, and arasha walked over to you guys

“hey dudes,” courtney began “whats up with you guys?”

“oh, i bet theyre taking about how (y/n) is totally into spencer” arasha said, stifling a giggle.

you stood with your mouth slightly agape, gawking at her remark.

“is it really that obvious!?” you whined, slumping into a chair.

“i mean,” erin looked at you, as you tried folding into the air to disappear, “we’re the only ones who’ve noticed so far, but i don't think the boys have caught on! i think you're good”

“maybe minus josh,” courtney added, “i was sat with him and he asked me about why (y/n) was ‘oogling at spencer’ on that board af video. but he wont tell, he’s too nice”

a few days pass, and your crush on spencer had become slightly bigger. taking advantage of this, courtney decided to make you, angela, and spencer (the ‘golden trio’ as the fans called you) do an episode of who meme'd it.

“hello and welcome everyone to a brand spankin’ new episode of who memed it!” shayne began, earning a small round of applause from the crew.

“today, we have everyone’s favourite roommates and spencer!”

you were leant on angela’s shoulder, but perked up to smile at the camera

“hi guys!” angela grins at the camera, waving aggressively

“dude!” spencer yelled at shayne “why cant i be the favourite roommate!” he looked dejected

“spencer, we lived together and i have never slept worse, the only thing in our apartment was mt dew and granola bars!!”

“okay, you got me”

you look over at him and giggle, feeling your cheeks begin to warm up

as the rounds go on, angela is on 5 points, you’re on 4, and spencer is on 8.

“okay, next meme!” shayne boasts

the next thing on screen made everyone cackle.

immediately, shayne starts giggling, and puts his fists against the wall, not being able to look at any of you. angela is crying with laughter, and even spencer is giggling. you just stare into the camera in shock.

through tears, shayne manages “oh my- all- alright who memed it, was it tommy, josh, was it courtney, or was it erin, our lovely producer”

you each place your guesses, and its revealed to be a secret shayne meme. you swear you could burn holes through him.

after wrap, you went off with angela giggling about some of the things, your mind still racing from being so close to spencer. for so long. it was cringey, yes, but you felt so exited when you were around him, you couldn't help it!

but little did anyone know, spencer was just as infatuated with you, and he was waiting for the day be mustered up the courage to ask you out

#smosh #spencer agnew #spencer agnew x reader #courtney miller #amanda lehan canto #arasha lalani #angela giarratana #shayne topp #smoshyourheadin

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ur agents in particular FASCINATE me so so much i love your interpretations of them. could u tell us more about them and their stories? particularly 8, theyre so interesting!!! why do they hate marina? what happened between them and 3? what’s their relationship like with 4? anything you wanna say abt them, i’d love the infodump

omgosh....😇

a few days ago i wrote a thing that like. detailed stuff about major events with 8. i'll paste them here

agent 8 during the entire course of Octo Expansion was extremely shaken up. they couldn't think straight at all, leaving them vulnerable. sanitized cap3 wasn't much different too, she still had some control over herself and she never wanted to fight 8, making the battle between them long and confusing. eventually 8 gave up and walked up to her, ripping the sanitized goop right off her head (which, to cap3, felt like shoving a screwdriver into her eye)

during the inner agent 3 fight, was unconscious, so this was more like a a made-up battle. this 3 (dubbed enigma3) was formed out of cap3's repressed traits of herself and how 8 sees her, rather than being the 3 that 8 saw fight octavio. she's quiet, cold, confusing, and only wants to play mind games with 8. she never really left 8's conscience, but only appears when agent 8 is deathly worried about cap3

after the events of Octo Expansion, 8 absolutely adored marina. they were still a little shy though, so when marina wanted to talk to them they would kind of freak out. marina didn't mind though, and they were able to get to know each other somewhat, with 8 adapting some of marina's traits and behaviors. 8 had nowhere else to go other than sleeping behind crusty sean's food truck and park benches, so pearl let them stay with him and marina for 2 months. after those two months, pearl got in touch with agent 4 via marie (making him fawn all over meeting off the hook) and asked 4 if he could let 8 stay over (since pearl felt like they were watching him in his sleep) and fortunately, 4 said yes

after 8's mind finally clears up they start to question what's wrong with them and feel the weight of overthinking, which sends them spiraling down for the years to come (presumably the effects of tartar messing with their brain). 8 relentlessly questions cap3, rarely leaving her alone, and in turn it affects their relationship with cap3 in a negative way. when asked why they're so curious, 8 goes silent and refuses to answer

(small bit about cap3) cap3 feels like she's at fault for how 8 turned out since they started breaking after OE. she tries to make it up for them but she thinks she's only ruining them. her expectations for herself are set higher and higher, yet nothing she does is good enough. she won't give herself a break, beating herself up over every little detail and being highly critical to the point where she's stuck in a loop of self-destruction and loathing

8 slowly loses their trust in things and those they love, becoming scared and paranoid. it wasn't until side order that this was more prevalent.

in side order (AU), 8 has lost most of their memories, and the moments with the other agents and idols still remain but just barely. 8 is afraid of marina and has a deep dislike for her, but this was due to them not thinking for themself, instead listening to their gut. their brain fog is back more than ever, and whenever they try to walk for prolonged amounts of time they end up stumbling to their knees.

they can no longer tell the difference between reality and fiction. it's all a blur to them. they can feel marina's eyes everywhere. they can barely remember if who or what meant something, anything, to them. though having a deep dislike for marina, they want to be held by her. to be loved like a child. they never ask her of anything, instead just letting it burn into their brain until it breaks them completely. they want attention but they fear they'll be seen as needy and annoying. they want to apologize for everything and be forgiven. 8 doesn't know who is who, they've been copied so much they're just deemed a blank slate to be imprinted on. they watch everything disappear from their hands, unable to do anything about it. from being excited about what's to come in the near future, to being scared about losing the present and wanting to go back to the past

and then here's another little bit about 8 in side order: represents a crumbling mental state, begging for reassurance, desperately trying to hold on to fleeting memories. their trust is lost in everything but they want it all to return to normal, struggling to accept the fact that it never will

then about marina: represents a mother figure somewhat, but even she still fails to live up to that role fully. she distances herself from 8 who is always going after her just to be comforted, yet she denies it for them. she has the same goals as 8, clinging on to the present and never embracing change, but doing so only harms her and others and this behavior continues on and on

+ marina doesn't want to interact with 8 because she sees her younger self in them, she refuses to go back to that era of her life and 8 keeps promising her they'll be what she wanted to be. anything for them to be accepted, to be held in loving arms again. the lack of communication between them makes their relationship even more strained. but clearly marina still cares about 8, they were the only one to be let out of her mind control. she wanted to check on them and make sure they're okay, but what she got in return was someone that hated her

^^ their relationship is basically like this. constantly wanting to communicate with the other but being pushed away, they never fill each other's voids

onto agent 4 and 8... they have a relatively healthy relationship. 4 is 8 (and cap3)'s shoulder to cry on, he always tries his best to help them with whatever. since him and 8 both like off the hook, they'd talk about them non stop. 8 likes to give 4 details about how oth are off-stage since 8 frequently hangs out with them and stuff

4 appears as parallel canon in side order, but instead of other copies of himself, the other robots resemble agent 8 and cap3. they all circle 8 and mock them for forgetting everything about themself and their significant others, much like inner agent 3

nd i don't think i got anything else to say about those 3......that's all^_^ i'm soooo normal i'm normal

#I'M NOT NORMAL #splatoon #agent 8 #captain 3 #spingly (4)#agent 24 #agent 32 #agent 96 #splatagents #side order #side order au #inbox q

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punishme85 · 9 months

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How Would They React To You / MC Telling Them Theyre Pregnant - Surprise!

Lucifer

- His brain would stop working momentarily

- The inner struggle is real!

- How did you get pregnant? WHO'S THE FATHER? Wait he was the only one you were sleeping with... panic!

- On the outside he would first be shocked then would be calm.

- After a few moments he will stop panicking and start thinking practically again.

- Would he be excited? Eventually

- Would his sin rule him? Absolutely he will be proud and boastful.

- Protective? Over the top!

- He will hover over you, he will make sure to do his research and there's no way in hell you'll be drinking coffee or eating anything that will not be good for you or the baby.

- Will be at every appointment! He will not miss anything whatsoever! Every class, every appointment, every ultrasound.

- At the birth, he will either be the best damn coach helping to get you to breath like the classes taught you both or he would be kicked out waiting in the waiting room because he threatened too many nurses and the doctors!

- You will have to fight him to hold the baby! This man will be the one who is up for 2 am feedings and will carry the little one around with him constantly.

- Will be a good but strict dad and will secretly hope more babies are conceived in the future.

Mammon

- He would faint! Absolutely passed out on the ground!

- When he wakes up he will need time to process it!

- He will be overjoyed to say the least! He loves you, even though he has a hard time expressing it with words, he love you so much!

- Then the pure panic will occur when he realizes you don't have the necessities for the baby.

- This isn't his first rodeo! He had a hand in raising the younger 'siblings'.

- Would be be happy? Absolutely he would.

- Would his sin rule him? Yes! He would want only the best for the baby and he would go to any lengths to get it all for them.

- Protective? He wouldn't leave you side! The casino, the money making schemes, everything goes to the sidelines when it comes to taking care of you and the baby.

- Will be at every appointment without fail!

- You will have to assure him that he will be the best dad! This boy has the self esteem if a cucumber, we need to build it up!

- At the birth he is either passed out on the floor in the corner because he couldn't help but 'peak' or he will be sitting behind, breathing with you and letting you break his fingers through each contraction.

- Once the baby is born, you qould hold the baby and he would hold both of you! You and the baby would be his whole world.

- He will be a great dad but he will spoil the baby rotten! He will clean up his act, just to make sure none of his messes affect the baby or you!

Levi

- A complete and utter mess!

- He will inwardly and outwardly panic!

- He will freak the fuck out! What do you expect!

- It will take him a long time till he stops his panicking and starts acting like a damn adult!

- Lucifer and the brothers will most likely have to kick his ass in order for him to stop acting like a child.

- Will he be happy? Eventually but I think it will take him most of the pregnancy before he actually will smarten up.

-Will his sin rule him? Nope! He is a more why me kinda guy at this point.

- Protective? Not until he starts being involved and it is closer to the due date.

- He will not believe it's real until you force him to go to one if the last ultrasounds and he sees the baby with his own eyes. THEN he will begin feeling protective.

- During the birth he would be panicking in the waiting room. Most likely will opt to be in the waiting room. This boy would be passed out on the floor if he wasn't in the waiting room.

- Once the baby is born, he will suddenly change. You're suddenly amazing for what you've went through and he will fall in love with the baby.

- He will be an OK dad. He won't change diapers, doesn't like the germs the kid carries around but once their old enough to play games they will bond like crazy.

Satan

- This man would be terrified and angry.

- Terrified hes gonna be a shit parent (like Lucifer was) and angry at himself for not thinking of the possibility of this happening.

- Can a human give birth to a demon baby? Are they born with horns, wings and tails? What do you do with the baby?

- He will begin researching and has no problem signing up for classes on anything and everything.

- Will he be happy? Absolutely once he stops beating himself up for putting you in this position.

- Will his sin rule him? Nope, instead he will be on his best behavior so he doesn't stress you out because he read somewhere stress is bad for the baby and mother!

- Protective? Absolutely Protective and terrifying to anyone in your general proximity.

- Will not allow most demons around you, will make sure you eat healthy!

- He will be the one scheduling the appointments and making sure you her to all the classes together.

- At the birth, he is the calmest person in the room! He will be there coaching you, holding your hand, making sure you and the baby are safe from beginning to end.

- After the birth, you'll have to fight him for the baby but he will happily share with you! You had his child, he would worship you!

- He would be a great dad! Reading books to the baby before they were even born and the baby would have all the age appropriate books he could get his hands on.

Asmo

- The man would be ruined!

- He would have to share you with the baby! You always paid the most attention to him!

- What if you loved the baby more than him? Could you imagine?!?!

- He would get over himself eventually once you mention you wished the baby had his beautiful eyes or would be just as beautiful as him.

- He would then obsess about baby skin care and pretty clothes. HOPE FOR A GIRL WITH THIS MAN! He would make sure to buy matching outfits!

- Will he be happy? Yes

- Will his sin rule him? Yes, especially as he watches the changes going on with your body! The man would be obsessed!

- Protective? Somewhat, he wouldn't be as protective as most.

- He will be at some of the appointments but will be grossed out by the whole birthing process when explained.

- At the birth, he will not be in the room! Instead he will be making sure to book spa treatments for you for after the birth! Giving birth is not sexy and he would rather not know all the gross details.

- After the baby is born he will dress them up like his own doll. He will love them and fawn over them but you get the diaper changes and 2 am feedings.

- He's an OK dad. The kid would have the best skin and outfits though!

Beel

- Oh our good boy would be happy!

- Hes the family man out of the bunch!

- He will have the best reaction out of everyone because this man screams good father!

- He would be so excited when he hears about wierd pregnancy cravings and he will be the most understanding when you ask him to get deep fried bats with ice cream and pickles at 3 am.

- Will he be happy? Over the moon happy!

- Will his sin rule him? Absolutely it would! You're eating for 2 remember!

- Protective? Oh yes! He will make sure no one messes with you and half the time, you won't be walking anywhere, he will demand to carry you around.

- He will as Satan and Lucifer every question he can about babies and pregnancies.

- He will be at every appointment, every class, everything. He is so supportive.

- At the birth, he's right there with you! He will most likely want to watch the baby being born. CHILD BIRTH IS A BEAUTIFUL THING!

- After the baby is born he will be with you through it all. He will be scared he might hold the baby too tight or drop the baby but he will be a natural!

- Beel would be the best dad out of the brothers! He would also have so much love and appreciation for you! He wants more kids!

Belphie

- This man would be the least phased.

- He would not get excited or anything, he would just go back to bed.

- Would need Beel to make sure he actually gets involved. Babies are hard work and Belphie wants nothing to do with this.

- Belphie would give in when he sees Beel excited with you. The jealous bitch would get involved more at that point.

- Would he be happy? He would be on the fence.

- Would his sin rule him? Yup, it's just another day at the office for this brat.

- Protective? Not entirely, unless someone insults you or the baby.... then they're dead! But will go back to sleep after like nothing happened.

- He would be at every appointment because Beel would be at every appointment!

- At the birth, he would be there sleeping in the corner or out in the waiting room asleep.

- Once the baby is born he will love the snuggles and naps. That baby is his and they will sleep together. He will suddenly be completely protective!

- He will be an good good dad once he bonds with the baby. Let's just hope the baby isn't completely like his daddy.

Lord Diavolo

- This man would be joyous but wouldn't be surprised by the news.

- Barbatos already informed him of the news weeks prior to you finding out.

- What do you expect when you're with a man who has a breeding kink?

- He would be moving you immediately and Barbatos already has the wedding planned! No illegitimate royal children here!

- Would he be happy? Very very happy.

- Would his sin rule him? No his royal bloodline would! You will marry him immediately, you will live in the castle, you will be his queen!

- Protective? Completely over protective! No walking for you, the royal doctors will see you on a regular basis, you will be subjected to only healthy food because Barbatos demands it and you will have private tutors instead of going to RAD. The less demons near you, the safer you are.

- He will be with you, supportive and excited through the whole process. Appointments and classes? Check! Pregnancy cravings? Check!

- At the birth he and Barbatos will be with you! Probably a home birth with a royal doctor overseeing the process. He will talk you through the whole thing.

- After the child's born, he will show that baby off! He would be up at 2 am with you, will take him or her with them everywhere he can and can't wait to get you pregnant immediately when the doctors okay it.

- He will be an amazing dad! He will make sure you and the baby are always taken care of, but when the kids older you'll have to watch out for the pair being mischievous together.

Barbatos

- This man was the one who told you that you were pregnant!

- The moment it happened, he knew and to say he was pleased was an understatement.

- He walks you through your shock and the instant fears that pop in your head.

- He already knows you'll be a fantastic mother and do his excitement is contagious and you both look forward to the coming months.

- He makes sure you eat healthy, makes sure your at your appointments and goes to every class.

- Would he be happy? YES!

- Would his sin rule him? Yes! He would make sure every location the babu and you would be in properly prepared, baby proofed and safe!

- Protective? Insanely Protective! He would not let anything happen to either of you!

- During the birth, he's in there with you, coaching you, making sure the doctors keep on task and excited for the baby to finally be here.

- Once the baby is born, he takes the time off that's necessary! He will not leave you or the baby for anything, including the young master.

- This man would be a fabulous father. A little on the strict side but you'll have the most well behaved children in all 3 realms.

- He would already have a team of staff to take over jobs he normally does for Diavolo. They would have been trained for this moment for centuries before you were even born!

Simeon

- Oh our poor angel would be shocked, potentially cry and would most definately would panic.

- He wings might just instantly burst into flames at that moment! He would fall for you and his child.

- He wouldn't regret it for a second and would be happy once the panic settles.

- This man would be so supportive through it all after all his craziness with the potential falling and all.

- Would he be happy? Hell yes

- Would his sin rule him? He's an angel lol well unless he falls.

- Protective? Extremely protective of you and his baby, you will not be alone without him.

- He would be proactive with all the appointments and everything! He has been through this before with Luke!

- During the birth he will be another one behind you, holding you and making sure you're ok through the whole way.

- After the birth he will be up with you at 2 am for feedings, will change diapers snd will show off your baby to everyone he could! He will be such a proud daddy!

- He will be an amazing dad, he already is with Luke!

Solomon

- This many would just smile when you tell him.

- Inside he might be nervous but outside he will only show you how calm he is.

- He will accept it even if he is freaking out.

- He would be the type to do research and try to come up with potions for you to take for your morning sickness... Barbatos will stop him from actually giving it to you though, last thing anyone needs is an accidental potion incident.

- Will he be happy? Yes

- Will his sin rule him? This man is human but he's sinfully good at getting into trouble.... I'm sure the brothers will watch him for you!

- Protective? Yes but not as Protective as some of the others.

- He will be at all the appointments and be completely fascinated by the entire process.

- During the birth, he will most likely want to be right in there watching. He will not be out in the waiting room but you might need Simeon ro coach you through it since Solomon will only be concerned with this great experience.

- After the baby is born, you might want to take the lead. He would want the baby tinkering in the lab with him or some shady shit.

- He will be a good dad, but seriously he would try cooking for the kid! DONT LET HIM!

Luke

- He would be so excited! He is going to be a big brother?

- He would want to be there for everything except the birth!

- Shopping for the baby? Cooking healthy food for you? Making sure everything is ready before you have the baby? Yes to all!

- He would be so protective of you, even if you're having a demon baby! To him it doesn't matter because he's going to be the best big brother he can be.

- During the birth he would be panicking and pacing or stress baking to keep his mind off everything.

- After the baby is born he will be mesmerized by the little one. He will want to hold the baby as soon as he is allowed.

- Best Big Brother Ever!

#obey me #obey me brothers #obey me headcanons #obey me nightbringer #obey me side characters

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mrs-santoss · 1 year

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Attacked - Neymar Imagine

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could we have one where reader is injured, maybe she was attacked by fans or smthn, and theyre in the hospital? maybe neymar comes back with a strong statement? thx!

I'm a vey shy person. That's why I always bring someone to accompany me on the stadium when I go to see Neymar. People stare at me a lot, some of them yell stupid things at me. Today, Neymar is playing a very important game, he needs my full support. My sister was supposed to come with me today, but she canceled last minute and I had to go myself. I'm sitting at the VIP seats waiting for the players to come out. Neymar doesn't know that I'm here alone. Last time I talked to him, I told him my sister will be here. People started cheering and players stepped out on the field. I spotted Neymar immediately.

He waved at me and blew me a kiss before giving me a confusing look. I guess he's concerned about me being here by myself. I smile back at him not wanting him to get worried. Neymar's POV: I spot Y/N as soon as I get on the field. I'm very excited to have her here, she gives me a motivation I don't usually get from anyone else. I realized she was alone. I don't know why, she was supposed to be here with her sister. She gets very anxious when she's alone. I hope this doesn't bother her. The game starts. Everything is going great, we score after 20 minutes. I look up at Y/N and she smiles back at me and mouths "LET'S GO, BEBÊ". I guess she's doing okay, thank god. The fans are going crazy today, this is a very important game so fans from both teams are extremely euphoric. I know Y/N is safe on her seat, so I try not to think about it so much. A few minutes before the first half is done, fans from the side of the stadium where Y/N is sitting start to go crazy. They throw things, fireworks and yell out stuff. The referee decides to stop the game at first, to take a look at what's going on. I stop to catch my breath and look at Y/N. She looke very distressed and scared. I see her get up from her seat and make her way to the entrance. She wants to leave. Before she has the chance to do so, she gets pushed falling backwards on the stairs before a security guard catches her. I start to panic, I make my way to the benches asking for the coach to let me go up to her. He tells me to wait until we go into half-time break, I curse at him, but keep my eyes on Y/N who was making her way inside the stadium.

The referee blows his whistle and I sprint inside. I spot her in the hall with a few people surrounding her. She was panicking. I run up to her and kneel down to her level and take her hands in mine.

"Amor, are you okay? Are you hurt?" I ask her all these questions, before realizing she's unable to answer them. I cup her cheeks and I feel liquid on the back of her head. She was injured.

"Y/N, you're bleeding!" I turn to face the medics and tell them she's bleeding from her head.

Y/N is completely unresponsive. She's just staring blankly, gasping for air. She was in shook and scared, we couldn't even ask her if she's feeling any pain. The medics decide to sent her to the hospital. I picked her up myself and make my way to the parking lot, where the ambulance is waiting for us. I realize in that moment, I'm in the middle of an important game, I turn my head to look at the entrance of the field and I see the coach motioning for me to go with Y/N. I give him a 'thank you' look and step outside.

I put her on the stretcher and they roll her in the ambulance. I step inside and sit next to her.

"Bebê, everything is okay. It's over now. I'm with you, you're not alone." I beg her to calm down.

She just stares at me, shaking and gasping for air. I don't think she's processing my words at all. I don't give up, though.

"Y/N? Let's breath together, okay? Breath with me, deep breath in and deep breath out. Now you do it, okay?" I place her hand on my chest, and instruct her to breath properly. After a few attempts, she manages to calm down and says her first words since I saw her.

"Neymar?" she says in a panicked voice.

"Yes, bebê. It's me. Are you in any pain?" I ask her immediately, after hearing her voice. "I don't know, my head hurts" she says and shuts her eyes. "It's okay, amor. You're going to be okay." I tell her and kiss her forehead. We arrive at the hospital. The put her in the emergency departments. I wait outside, and I realize I'm only wearing my jersey and I have her purse. After a twenty minutes, a doctor comes out asking for me.

"She's in stable condition, she suffered a minor concussion that should be healed in one or two weeks. She has managed to calm down now, we gave her something to put her to sleep." the doctor says to me and I sigh in relief.

"Can I see her?" I ask him right away.

"Yes, of course. You can!" he smiles slightly and leaves. I go inside the room and she's laying the sleeping peacefully. I kiss her forehead and sit next to her. After a thirty minutes or more, I hear a knock on the door. Kylian steps in. "Hey, bro. Is everything okay?" he asks as he walks in, places my bag he got from the locker room on the couch and places a hand on my shoulder. "Yeah, K. She suffered a minor concussion but she's okay. How was the game?" I ask him while turning to face him. I completely forgot about the game. "It was good. We won. You have nothing to worry about." he says to me and gives me a quick hug before speaking up again." I placed your phone and everything on the bag, do you want something from the cafeteria? I think you could use some coffee."

"Yeah, I would like some coffee." I say to him, he nods and leaves the room.

This whole situation got me worried about Y/N. I hope this doesn't stop her from attending my future games. I need to react to this. I reach for my bag and pull out my phone. I open Twitter and decide to write a tweet about what happened.

"I'm very disappointed about the events that occurred today. First of all, I would to give a sincere apology to the fans and the team for ditching the game, I'm so proud of how the team carried on and won without me. However, I would like to focus more and the incident that happened in the stadium. Y/N, my girlfriend was hurt by some fans at the stadium that resulted in a concussion. For everyone who's worried, she's okay now and she's resting. I know accidents can happen, but this one wasn't in the nature of an accident. Soccer is about bringing people together, so I hope this will be the last incident that will ever happen to my loved ones or any other person.

Take care of one another! Neymar.

#neymar masterlist #neymar #neymar x reader #neymar imagines #neymar imagine #neymar jr x reader #neymar jr fanfiction #neymar jr imagines #neymar jr imagine #neymar jr #fanfiction #football masterlist #football imagine #football imagines #mbappe x reader #mbappe imagine #masterlist

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awanderingcatharsis · 2 months

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BEN CLARK HEADCANONS. Finally!!

I've been sitting on these for awhile theyre finally here!!

//mentions of strangulation, fighting, etc.

-ben is the type of person to have a million different playlists. he's so me fr

-he has one playlist that's a couple of others combined. its like 6 hours long

-he listens to EVERYTHING. all the genres. (even a few country songs cause im sick of seeing "i listen to everything except country!" THAT ISNT EVERYTHING???)

-whenever i see chatfics he always types grammatically correct and that is WRONG. he's the fastest typer ever trust

-after they decided he was the medic of the group, i like to think he did like tons of reading and research on how to treat injuries . like there was no way he went from helping aiden with a scraped knee to a branch through tyler's stomach

-he knows EVERYTHING about EVERYONE. he's literally gretchen wieners. most people forget he's there so he hears the juiciest tea ever

-at the end of every week the group has a "gossip session" and its literally just them all calling (or hanging out) and ben telling them the stuff he's heard through the week

-ash and taylor too cause they seem like the kind of people to find the craziest tea

-ben and ash quiet kid solidarity

-i like to think ben gave a lot of clothes to lily :)

-i also think he'd be SUPER worried about her in school, esp when she gets to the older grades

-him and aiden once made mug cakes at four in the morning during one of the group's sleepovers cause they couldn't sleep (i did that once)

-aiden and ben are literally brothers atp and they know like everything about each other

-when they woke up after aiden hurt his ankle ben lectured him with a very angry and very loud text to speech voice

-I also like to think aiden has heard ben's voice at least once

-he's somehow the heaviest and lightest sleeper ever. he could sleep through an earthquake but also at the same time if you breathe wrong he'll wake up. he's me

-he used to sleep talk, kinda scared he still does

-he's a cat person and that's the end of it. me again

-he'd be very naturally warm but his hands are always freezing. idk it feels right

-ALEX G ENTHUSIEST

-he has once punched a phantom in the face. it didn't go very well

-i think he'd protect his neck a lot when fighting phantoms

-he has ptsd probably (they all do lets be real)

-I like to think he has dysphagia (difficulty swallowing) so he doesn't like to eat in public that much

-i think it took him a bit to warm up to the group about that :)

-he has lots of scars, like from fighting, nail scars on his neck, etc

-i like to think the reason why he wears grey all the time is bcs he doesn't want to stand out. he's working on that

-he still actively goes to therapy

#ben clark sbg #ben clark #sbg #school bus graveyard #number one ben clark fan #i love him :)

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hotxcheeto · 1 year

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omgomgomg so i saw that u write for tess & when i tell u i never screamed louder!!1!1!!

can we pretty please get a toothrottingly fluffy smut where its readers first time & tess is just like gentle & sweet towards reader and making sure theyre comfy and stuff, sorry if this is kind of all over the place this is actually my first time requestin somethin 🫶🏽

━ 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄

𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜(𝙨) - Tess Servopoulos x Fem-bodied!Reader ( Written as game vers. Tess but can be read as both! )

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 - Cursing, smut, v fingering ( r receiving ), oral sex ( r receiving ), mentions of alcohol / getting drunk ( in passing ), super fluffy cause omg they're cute, top!tess, bottom!reader, ( let me know if I missed something with the gender I tried to be as gender neutral as possible )

𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 ? - Yeah/Nope ( it's been hours and it's 2am I'm tired )

𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚 - I'm so happy that I was the first you requested for! I AM SO SORRY IT TOOK TO LONG IT'S BEEN A ROUGH TIME. BUT ILY!!!! I hope you enjoy!! <3

Game tess has no gifs unlike HBO Tess :( They're both equally hot they should have equal gifs !!!!!!

REBLOGS APPRECIATED AND NOTICED

The lightning flickered against your eyes every time it made it's appearance, it's partner, thunder, never far behind. The loud sounds feeling as though they shook the entire complex and everything around it, even the QZ walls shuddered. But you payed no mind, staring down at the guards in the road. Very few, but they were there.

They'd talk back and forth to forget about the rain, ignore the chill of the wind nipping their faces. Talk about before or pretend the past never happened.

Sometimes you could hear them, but tonight you couldn't. Not with the rain and the loud banging on the decrepit buildings. Sometimes you wondered whether or not the buildings in the QZ would last much longer with storms like this.

Instead though, on this night, you just watched them, then sometimes the rain droplets, imagining them as two cars racing one another down the glass. As if you were a kid in the back of your childhood van.

The door then suddenly opened up behind you, but you didn't turn around. Recognizing how specific her boots sounded against the wood flooring, how she cursed underneath her breath and threw her stuff onto the table with a thump.

You knew who it was without needing to turn around so you kept staring. Eyes droopy but you were wide awake.

"What's so entertaining?" You heard the slight sass in her voice, the tone that never left even when she was being deadly serious. It made you smile, turning your head to the side to look at her.

"Everything and nothing." You took in a breath of the cold air that crept passed the window seal. "Gotta make do in the apocalypse."

She stood at island counters, hands spread apart and leaning her weight on the tile. Staring at you with a stupid smirk on her face.

"What took you so long?" Tess knew the question was coming but that didn't mean she wanted to answer it. "Ran into some trouble-" "What?" "-but I got out of it. Just some assholes that thought they wanted to mess with Joel and I."

You hadn't seen Joel in a while, but you reckon he hadn't changed a teeny, tiny bit since the last time you had. You took to liking to the grumpy man, you trusted him to make sure Tess came back breathing.

Despite is unfavorable gaze and his harsh wording.

"Are you hurt?" You stood from the chair, taking fast strides towards her while she shook her head, still smiling. "No, didn't even bump a hair on my head. I promise." A bit of a white lie, but she didn't want to worry you.

"Swear?" Tess quietly nodded, looking at you run your eyes over and over her face while turning her head back and forth. Looking for any scratch or slightly discolored patch of skin that wasn't there that morning.

"Say it." She grabbed your hands from her cheeks and holding them in her own. "Swear."

You leaned forwards to kiss her, noticing her slightly chapped lips and the mostly soaked in lip oil you'd let her borrow while out and about. Wanting to hide one of your favorite parts of her away from the unforgiving wind.

It didn't take her a second to kiss back either, grabbing your hips to keep you there until she decided to pull back. Grabbing either side of your cheeks and tilting your head down to kiss your forehead. Resting her mouth against your hair as she thought.

"How 'bout you go get ready for bed, I'll get my shit put away, okay?" Pulling away from her you raised an eyebrow. "And what am I getting out of this?" "You ain't gonna get anything you keep asking questions."

You huffed but shuffled off, squeezing her hand as you did so .

Tess and you were never supposed to go this far. Roommates. Someone to get drunk with to forget or tell stories and be each other shoulder to maybe shed a tear on. Never go further than that.

But it did.

You weren't sure who fell first, you just knew you did and it was hard.

She felt as if she was too old for you, even though you weren't the youngest yourself. You did know that there were some things that she had experienced that you just hadn't because of the world's terrible timing. But you never felt too young for her.

Just perfect, actually.

You were barely friends back then, and yet, you trusted each other more than most married couples. But, once it did go further it also went unspoken.

You were hers, as she was yours. Corny, but so were you.

As Tess would say anyway.

You laid down to wait for her, looking at the closed curtains in your small shared room. Only fitting a tiny closet and a bed, not that you had much for the closet to hold.

"Scooch."

Tess appeared behind you, smiling while watching you scoot towards the other side of the bed to make room for her. Feeling her arms wrap around your middle and her breath against your neck send shivers down your spine.

"What about your day?" Tess muttered, kissing the nape of your neck. "Boring. I did some odd jobs all day but they didn't last long. Mostly waited on your slow ass." You felt her laugh against your skin, chuckling to herself while shaking her head.

"Slow, huh?" "Mhm. Too busy getting jumped to come home to me, right?" Her grip tightened when she let a sarcastic 'ha ha', sitting up and resting her head on her hand.

"C'mere." Tess lightly gripped your face, giving you a much hungrier kiss than she had earlier when you had initiated. No, this one had need behind it, want seeping from it.

"I missed you today." She whispered, kissing you again and letting herself taste the mint contraband you'd been chewing earlier. "I missed you too." You breathed, a nervous feeling pooling in your lower belly.

"Fuck I missed this." Tess hated leaving in the mornings, and the afternoons, especially the nights as well. Tess just hated leaving, but she knew she had to if you both wanted to survive.

Her hand crept down to your sleeping pants, running her fingers over the band that was low on your hips. The rough pads feathering over your sensitive skin. Caressing your inner thigh through the thin, withered fabric.

Inches away where you began to felt the need for her. A need you hadn't felt in a long, long time. One you'd never satisfied, and you sure never had someone else satisfy.

"Tess." You pulled back slightly, a bit taken aback by your reaction just as she was. "Shit, I'm sorry, fuck I should've-" "It's... it's not that."

Your expression spoke a thousand words, shamefully glancing away from her and at anything else in the room to distract yourself.

"You're.." It was deadly silent besides the rain banging against the glass panes. "Y/n, you didn't think to tell me?" "M'sorry I didn't.."

Her voice held no malice, only genuine confusion making you finally look at her. Seeing her more concerned you didn't feel comfortable enough to tell her, the thought of you hiding it maliciously never crossing her mind.

"I was so young... when the world went to shit.." You trailed off in a broken whisper, trying to explain yourself but you didn't have to.

Not to her. Never to her.

Not with something like this.

"Hey, hey look at me." And you did, meeting her darkened eyes only illuminated by the light coming from the sheer covered window.

"You don't have to do all that. Not with me. It's up to you."

"I want to." You spoke, so low and soft, your voice sounded like a drug to her. Nervous and ready for what was to come.

You trusted her.

Tess looked away from your eyes and down at the hem of your oversized shirt, unable to give her a view of your silhouette that she loved so much.

Her hand moved to pull it up and over your boobs, lightly brushing the very tips of her fingers against your nipples. Getting a few light whimpers to fall from your lips.

"Look at that." Tess moved over your body, kissing your collarbone and then your chest. Making her way all the way down to your sensitive bud, licking your tit to get a reaction from you.

And it worked, her mouth making your breath halt, feeling the warmth wrap around your entire boob. Then quickly feeling her move to the other, only kissing it before giving your belly a peck. Sitting up again.

Tess scanned your face, leaning down to kiss your lips.

"You tell me when it's too much, got it? You tell me when to stop."

"Okay. Okay I will."

Looping around your waistband, Tess pulled the pants from your legs. Making the pulse between your thighs even worse as the layer was stripped away. Even squeezing them together to be rid of the uncomfortable feeling.

"God, you're so... shit just look at you." You felt your face warm, invisible to her eye but to you, you were burning up. A fever created from her words mixed with her starved eyes raking over your body like she hadn't ate in decades.

"Spread your legs baby, c'mon." And you did, her arms hooking under your knees to bring you even closer to you. The woman grinning when you shrieked in surprise at her sudden tug.

"There you go, so good for me. To think no one else has gotten to see any of this. Some unlucky fucks."

"Lucky for you though." You giggled, her warm palms trailing your exposed hips. Hooking under the tiny elastic underwear band.

"You sure about this?" Her eyes flicked to yours again.

"Positive."

Tess than pulled them slowly from your legs, a string of slick following after them making her own cunt ache at the sight.

"God, Y/n." She tossed them aside to find another time. Leaning down between your thighs. "All for me." Tess kissed your inner thigh, again and again while inching towards your heat.

"Ready baby?" You nodded quickly, the pain of your own arousal becoming too much for you to handle all on your own. "Yes, please, please Tess."

Her mouth soon wrapped around your clit, tongue tracing an infinity sign over the sensitive bud over and over. Not stopping and not slowing, just again and again while watching your reactions.

Your legs felt like they went numb, head falling back in to the pillows while loud babbles tumbled from your lips. Wanting to praise her but you couldn't. The feeling was so alien and so much, you didn't know what to say. Until you did.

"Oh- oh my god.. please more Tess... please.." Your hands went to her hair, the other to your mouth to try it's best the muffle the sounds. But you weren't sure of well it would work when you couldn't keep it there, instead gripping the sheets when she pushed your leg further to the side getting an even better angle to fuck you in.

"I'm gonna do something, okay, you tell me if it's too much." You hummed, a bit lost in your cotton-stuffed mind feeling like you were lost in a fog and couldn't find yourself a way out.

Tess's finger appeared at your hole, very slowly pushing inside your body. A whine of discomfort filling her ears and she hated it, only wanting it to be over as soon as it could be. Wanting your body to stop tensing so hard.

"I know, I know, but it's gonna feel good I promise." The woman kissed your thigh again, then your clit, beginning her assault on your bundle of nerves to distract the rest of you away from the twinges of pain.

And it began to, not only her warm tongue sending so much pleasure through your lower half, now a curled finger ran along your walls. The rest of you beginning to relax as her movements sped up, but only the more you began to get used to it.

"Tess... more. I want more please." You looked down at her, never having felt what you were at the moment, and you couldn't get enough.

Tess added yet another finger and giving you another deliciously nice stretch, the woman sitting up a bit, the thumb of her other hand circling your clit.

"How's that, huh?" She watched you nod, looking down at your cunt while she kept you full. Moving in and out at a faster pace while keeping her thumb going in whatever motion she decided.

"G-good.." You responded, "reall-ly good." "That's it." Tess went faster, kissing your lips, muffling your loud moans that wouldn't stop even if you tried. "You're doing so good." "Tess.. oh fuck.. I-"

"Come Y/n. Let go. Let go for me baby." The high-pitched shriek was cute, she thought. Watching you come undone on her fingers.

Pleasure shooting through your entire body, but her movements never stopped. Only going faster, the circular motion on your clit making you joke and try and squeeze your thighs together.

It was too much.

You'd never felt something like that, something so strong and so pleasure-filled, not in a world like this.

Your mind went into a hazed mush while you mumbled and cried out things to her. Your hand scratching at her upper arm while she whispered sweet things to you, calming you down while a tear or two trickled down your hot cheeks.

"You did so good. You did so good, baby."

"Tess... oh fuck." You cried out.

"I know, I know."

And you did, the only thing auditory besides the now slowed rain. Tess kissing the space between your eyebrows and then your nose. Finally moving down to your lips.

"You did so good." Her fingers pulled away from you making you whimper. "I really liked that." You mumbled, Tess smiling and letting out a light chuckle. "Yeah?" You nodded in response.

"M'glad it was you." You then whispered, your blinking began to slow as the exhaustion followed the adrenaline crash. Tess flustered in the darkness, the woman was glad you couldn't see it.

"Get some rest, I'll clean you up, okay?" She kissed your neck, sitting up just as you rolled over, laying almost completely on her side of the bed.

"Okay. But you better come back." "Well you better be out of my spot."

You huffed, "But it's comfier."

a/N: 2:22

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clownery-and-fuckery · 2 months

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Alright buckle up here's my actual genuine reaction....

First episode:

First of all, I regret asking for more Hemlock, this was fantastically awful, I will not be recovering.

Second of all, that shaved clone has done things to me. Horrible, horrid things that made me actually pause it and look away. It made me physically ill, it was the worst. Great, but the worst.

The passage of time really did fucking get to me BUT HER LITTLE PONYTAIL UGH

crosshair..... I need a moment

EMERIE !!!! CANT STAND HER !!!!!!!!!!! SNITCH ASS BITCH

I literally don't care that she was allowed to keep the doll, btw. I dont give a shit. I hope Emerie dies in a fire.

nala se.... ew............

I think the whole episode was just pure horror, it was so fucking disgusting to watch, idk about you guys but watching the clone who had probably faced the true horror of SCI-FI warfare crying alone in his cell genuinely had me pausing the episode. Really great work there, Jennifer, I will be billing you for my therapy

Crosshair and Omega bonding !!! The little "What's your mission objective" was definitely a tactic he used on his brothers to have them pay attention, I refuse to acknowledge that he's the youngest, he just isn't. That's big brother keeping his little brother(s) on task behaviour.

Everything about Hemlock gave me chills. I love him. I hate him. I hope his guts cover the screen. I am fascinated by him.

I had a sneaking suspicion Emerie was taken under Hemlock's wing, and her undoing will be her endless loyalty to him... they did not have to say it as obviously as that, though. Glad they did.

Crosshair is sick. There is no way you show us all these sick, dying clones then Crosshair and expect us not to figure that out. He's going to die. His shaking is just the first symptom. I am not ready.

I definitely have more smaller notes I will make once I am not sobbing hysterically about it !!!!

Episode two!!:

This is the one that made me cry, actually.

Watching Wrecker and Hunter march in, quiet and covered in countless injuries, made me so sad. I couldnt recognise them. Those aren't my lads.

Wrecker begging hunter not to go because people didn't make it back.... hunter I get you're desperate, but you will NOT survive another brother being killed. I can't bear to watch him tear himself apart and neither can Wrecker.

WEEPED LIKE AN ACTUAL BABY WHEN I SAW THOSE CLONE BABIES.... THEYRE TOO YOUNG.

"99ers???" THERES FUCKING MORE ??????? I want to know the lore behind this line particularly.

Theyre so cute..... they're so CUTE ugh sedate me immediately

THE WAY HUNTER WAS LOST AT THE START BTW WITH THE TECH AND HE WAS GETTING FRUSTRATED AND HE IMMEDIATELY LOOKED TO OMEGAS STUFF AND LET HIS GRIP LOOSEN ON THE DATAPAD HE WSS THINKING OF HIS YOUNGEST TWO SIBLINGS I WILL NEVER FUCKING RECOVER DAVID AND JENNIFER LET THEM BE HAPPY !!!!!!!!!!!!!

anyways that little fucker who was good with tech..... I see you. I love you.

They were so used to letting Tech do his thing.... they immediately moved to cover fire....... for a second they forgot it wasnt him, I'm weak

THE CRATE FROM S1 YOU HORRIBLE BASTARDS WHEN WILL YOU LET ME DIE

wrecker playing with the kids..... laughing with them....... ohh i will not cope when he dies.

Hes going to die, btw. In case you didn't know. I know. I am aware. I am unprepared. I dont want to discuss it.

PABU..... THEYRE GOING TO PABU WHEN I TELL YOU I SOBBED. MY MOTHER HAD TO HOLD ME. I WAS INCONSOLABLE FOR FIFTEEN WHOLE MINUTES!!!!!!

i cannot express my feelings for this episode.

Episode three!!!!!!:

I want that man. Yes, i do mean that masked man we saw for two seconds, I want him.

The Emperor had me actually screaming. I was so hyped. He scares me so bad.

Hemlock!!!!!! Evil !!!!!!!! CUNT !!!!!!!!!!!!

nala se was so obvious about her "Get tf out" speech..... why don't you say it louder, the whole fucking room couldn't hear you

The fucking timer. Chills. CHILLS.

Crosshair and Omega !!!! He was so unserious I love that

....sorry to all the lovers tho, have to say i DIED laughing at his "gUaRdS"

And the SCREAM he scrumpt when the door opened, who allowed that 😭😭 it was so fucking funny whbeisbwiba

They were so messy this entire ep, they're everything to me......

"Of course he did" DO YOU WANT ME TO FUCKING DIE ?!?!?!? WHO FUCKING GAVE YOU THE RIGHT CAUSE IT WASNT FUCKING ME

Crosshairs trigger finger shaking so bad he gave his position away....... that's a major fucking problem, isn't it? That's gonna bite him in the ass.

I want more of Hemlock having a damn tantrum, that was fantastic. Him this season has me in a chokehold. I can't wait to write more of him.

This entire season so far is amazing. I can't wait to watch more, there are so many more points I wanna make, I'm freaked. I'm so happy, I'm still crying, I can't wait I can't wait I can't wait !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Making more coherent thoughts about them soon <3

#the bad batch #tbb crosshair #tbb wrecker #tbb hunter #tbb omega #tbb hemlock #the bad batch spoilers #sw tbb spoilers

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heartfullofleeches · 1 year

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Yan bandits but sheriff reader has an idea to let internal conflict take down their little schemes

Reader gets one of them in private and kisses them and tells them not to tell anyone, and that theyre the only person theyve kissed,, but doing this with all of them

In an argument, one bandit spills the deal that sheriff kissed them, and they all realize theyve been fooled by the sheriff <3

"Arson...Robbery.. Destruction of Property."

The list goes on. You pace back and forth through the empty corridor as you list off the crimes carried out by one person and their merry little crew; said individual locked behind the steel bars before you. A rush of adrenaline courses through them everything your eyes glance in their direction; not a single ounce of guilt on their face.

"Breaking and entering." You come to a stop, sitting in the chair placed in front of the cell. "Couldn't avoid staying out of the lion's den, could you? Or wearing its clothes."

The bandit shrugs, grinning from ear to ear. "What can I say? The color suits me, but I'd wear a garbage bag if it was something you touched."

You scoff. "Can't hold your tongue either, huh?... You're lucky that's what I like about you."

The bandit's cocky personality shatters. They swallow hard, shrinking at the shutter in their voice as they speak. "W-what did you just say?"

"I said I like you. More than the rest of your little pals at least." You stand up, walking over to the cell; dangling your keyring between your fingers. As you unlock the door and step inside, they feel like they're trapped in a room with a snake. That same devil that tempted man as the fables go. You crouch beside them; their heart melting at the passive smile on your face. You stroke their cheek as you lean in.

"You're a special one, you know that? You don't belong with that bunch. Tell you what, I'm gonna give you a little present just to let you know how special you are."

The bandit dives in to meet your lips as you draw closer, but you subside their fantasy with a small peck to their cheek. Though it wasn't what they were expecting, the poor fool is nearly drooling with their jaw on the floor at the kiss. You unlock their uncuffs and they just sit their for a moment - mesmerized. Your stare weighting on their back; they finally hop up from the bench and scurry out the open cell. Before they can leave the jail you call out to them, holding a finger to your lips.

"Make sure you keep this our little secret."

Returning to the hideout, the bandit can already hear commotion from inside. Opening the door, they find the rest of the gang at their card table; betting the belongings they stole from you over a game of poker. They come to find out that after a particular nasty hand, another had spilled the beans that you had kissed them on the wrist.

"You call that something?" Another barks. "The sheriff kissed my forehead."

"Yea, well they said I saw their favorite."

"They said that to me too..." The one who just entered adds. "Before kissing my cheek."

"Bullshit!"

"Shut your traps!"

A booming voice from the corner of the room brings silence across the floor. The leader of the gang sits up from their seat, disgruntled over the fact that they'd been woken up from their plesant dreams involving the town sheriff - and that everyone was fitting over something so stupid.

"How dumb can you idiots be? Don't y'all see what's going on here? We're all the sheriff's favorite. We're a team afterall, and a team shares their winnings. However- if you want to find out who's really better than the rest, well- we'd better go pay them a visit, right?"

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