#uranus x reader

[kikiwooo]

Thoughts on our birb king, Kaja? I just think he's pretty neat, same goes to Uranus and Edith/Phylax.

They're not talked about as much in the outside of the tumblr part of fandom, sadly

I'm more than happy to pay attention those who left out from the community.

Kaja is curious, everything about you is interesting to this ancient birb. He'll study you closely, his gaze might be intense but it's full of adoration. His touch is light, too light in fact. He'll treat you as if you're made of glass. Kaja touches your nose with his beak, it's his way of kissing you.

Uranus is protective, he has a strong sense of protection when it comes to those or things important to him. Uranus is strict when it comes to your safety, he always saw himself as a protector. His huge form looming over yours, he's pretty big. Uranus likes to pat/ruffle your hair as a show of affection.

Edith is caring, she has a big heart and is not afraid to share some of her love to those who accept it. Edith loves physical affection and would be really happy if it's you who holds her hand or caress her cheek. When she blushes, from ears to neck she blushes like crazy. Love is a strong emotion.

#[ x.brainrot ] ! #mobile legends #mobile legends bang bang #mlbb x reader #mlbb #mobile legends bang bang x reader #mobile legends x reader #uranus #uranus x reader #kaja #kaja x reader #edith #edith x reader #phylax #x reader

[megaman-fluffcanons]

tea party with Uranus where we’re in a cute flower field and he’s enjoying the experience and away from the chaos of his brothers for a couple of hours

*You were the one to suggest the idea of Uranus getting away from his brothers for a little while 

*Uranus agreed to the idea and followed after you, after you got a few things together

*He was a little confused by the location, but decided against asking as it meant getting away from his brothers and spending time with you

*you had set up the blanket you brought along, as well as the basket you brought. 

*The two of you just relaxed for a few hours and talked for part of the time and spent time cuddling before you had to go back

*Uranus of course asked if you two could maybe do that again sometime, just the two of you away from his brothers

*and you absolutely agreed to this, and both of you started making plans as soon as you got back

#mega man #megaman #sfw #anonymous #stardroids #uranus #stardroid uranus #uranus/reader #uranus x reader #x reader #reader insert

[a-weird-writer]

I like how you sometimes write in a past tense, like the reader fucken died and then got brought back. which gives me an idea for a fanfic… a Uranus x reader where he looses the reader to whatever death but they come back to life and act like nothing happened and they start to slowly decay until they’re a puddle of zombie mass, and then reincarnate, then the cycle repeats like Groundhog Day.

Reminds me of "Life After Beth", which is a hilariously great movie by the way.

Something as completely ridiculous as this would just throw Uranus off his ass more than once,

you are human? Truly?

You are all he expects first but nothing he ever expects later, despite being so obviously human. You maintain little difference in normal Earth society, you walk hand in hand along the humans, a lower lifeform; fragile and condescending, human in every other way but this one.

Uranus has never been so stumped in all his countless centuries of touring and destroying galaxies. He has seen his fair share of shit, but you take it to another level entirely. He is very confused, slightly but still weirdly intrigued at your peculiarly unique "circumstances".

This goes against everything he has ever known about humans and the natural cycle of death in general. Humans are pathetic; they live and die than nothing. You spin that in a whole other direction and, he won't lie, is oddly tempted to learn more about your condition, as strange as it is. You're some kind of exception to how death's affairs work, to how humans normally function in their impending demise, which only pulls him deeper in an extremely confused spiral.

He kind of wants to witness your reincarnation process up close and personally. Mostly to answer his own questions with his own eyes and ears. Seeing is believing, purely in an educational manner of course; observe, experience and learn. He is keen and pays close attention to all details in his line of work. Ironically, he is a strange type of philosophical than what you'd normally predict. Fitting you suppose, given who and what Uranus is, he won't bother to hide his true intensity.

Fascinating honestly, how determined this alien is to pry in your life. Seems to stem right off his straightforward and rock-hard attitude, he hungers, an endless thirst for battle and conflict. An eagerness to conquer and destroy. To ruin his foes in ways they will never recover from. As his lordship says, "they were made to fight". He was the definition of a destroyer, and he effortlessly broke down all your walls with the sheer force of his will. Wrathful, a brute.

With his weight, he easily sways you with not even 10% of the full gravity of his mass, you fall prey to his gentle touches just as effortlessly. His short temper is a bomb waiting to explode but is endearing in its own strange way. There is personality hiding in the shadows of his intimidation. More than just a weapon, a dead-weight to crush his lord's foes under. He is also more philosophical than what you would ever give him credit for, his timeless memory and experiences far outreach yours, a reach beyond the stars themselves and further than that. You see quickly that he often likes sharing his travels with you, his heart is as big as he is, if not larger. As your one of the few that actually breathes in his physical direction you learn after.

He is feared. Understandably so.

With his curiosity and your...potential "provide", together it adds fuel to the fire.

You never want to add fuel to any "fire" any of the Stardroids light, regardless of the relationship.

This puts both of you in an interesting position, more so Uranus then you, there are a lot of things he considers doing with you. And that isn't something he dwells on often. Theoretically, while you currently die-if your decaying corpse is any indication of that-that certainly doesn't stop your brand-new awakening. You outlive you own current life, falling into the next one in the blink of an eye. You live running on a timer, but while common humans have merely one, your life has multiple. Limitless perhaps.

In this case, you do not have a life, not one nor two. You have lives. You respawn, fit as a fiddle to live out your next one, to then die once more and to yet again, return bright as ever. The flesh fresh, your breath healthy and lively. Like it never fell apart to begin with. So human.

Your cycle repeats. Again and again, your lives end but your time doesn't; not permanently, only temporality.

You prove more than what you originally appear, quite literally I might add. To think, someone like you living aimlessly, so at peace on this damned rock the lower lifeforms dare call a planet. It's a waste, there is much more out there then what even Uranus realizes. Your technically immortal and will outlive any and all pain you encounter. And I don't know about you, but that is intraileally intriguing to a lot of people. Weaklings are worthless, but you have merit.

Potential.

That may be too little for some, but for Uranus its absolutely perfect. That is all the convincing Uranus needs to create more serious conclusions about yourself. Consider more...

let's say 'possibilities'.

You could perhaps, be of use to his lord.

#ask #anon #anonymous #uranus #stardroids #uranus x reader #zombie reader #classic megaman #megaman #will prob edit later im tired

[yourblankey]

Almost Friendzoned

Pairing: Haruka Tenoh x fem!Reader

Genre: comedy, romance, friendzone no more, a bit of romance with Motoki.

Summary: Haruka gets jealous when Y/n seems to have a good conversation with Motoki in the arcade.

WARNING: friendzoning, jealousy, and violence(?).

A/N: YAY! Another re-write. Just trying to rewrite all the stories I could remember because my dummy self didn't write it down on another platform to save it!

"Haruka, ever heard of a mountain's ear?" The woman sighs, laser-focused on the arcade car racing game that she was in. "No, Y/n. I know what you're trying to do. I'm gonna win this race and you're going to get me another snack for when I do." Y/n scoffs. "Yeahhhh— no. Just because you've been on a winning streak, doesn't mean you get to push your lu—"

Next thing the girl knew, Haruka had passed the finish line in first place. The racer turned to Y/n and smirked victoriously. "It's not luck. It's talent. Go get me a snack. And the next round, you're getting me a soda." The loser of the bet groaned and leaned away from the chair. "Man. I should really stop making bets with you..."

Haruka chuckles and taps the girl's cheek with her fingers. "Don't worry, I'll make sure your pockets are dry." Y/n clicked hee tongue in annoyance, her cheeks developing a small blush due to the affection she had received from her friend. "I should be saying that to you."

Y/n finally started walking to the snack machine. She lets out an exasperated sigh and inserts money into the machine. She makes a selection and waits for the machine to drop it.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, she hums in confusion and clicks the button again. "Are you kidding me?" She mutters in slight frustration and shakes the machine. "Ugh. Why, why, why..." She starts to aggressively shake the machine.

"Woah woah hey..." Y/n immediately stops and turns around to the voice and sees Motoki. "Oh. Hi, Motoki. How was your day?" She asks as if she did not assault the machien. He chuckles lightly, smiling widely at her. "Pretty good. Having trouble?" He points behind her.

She chuckles nervously. "Aha— yep." He smirks a bit. "Allow me." He steps towards it, making her step away so he could do whatever.

"What was your choice?"

"C3..."

He bangs the top of the machine and it finally works, dropping it. Y/n could mentally feel her jaw drop to the floor. It wasn't out of amazement but in shock since she was so aggressive with it but all it took was a bang to the top.

Motoki grabs the snack from the bottom and hands it to her. "Here ya go." He said in a pleasant tone. "Thanks..." She grabs the snack.

He gives her his best cute, cheeky smile and nods. "Of course. Hey, how are you doing? It's been a while since you've came to the arcade!" He leans on the Machine, crossing his arms. "Yeah— I've just been busy. I got a new part-time job so..." He gave her a look of surprise. "Oh really? What kind of job?" He leans in a bit closer in interest.

"It's nothing. Just a concessions attendant."

"That's cool. You should've just come here. We'd gladly give you a role here. Better yet, we could play some games together."

"Well I will look into that—"

She felt a tap on her shoulder. She turns and sees Haruka with an unreadable expression. "Let's go." Before Y/n could say anything, the woman had already pulled her away to the door.

"Oh my— SEE YA, MOTOKI!" Motoki's puzzled expression he had on before turned into a happy expression when Y/n had said her goodbyes to him. He waved back to her until she was out of sight.

"GAH— Haruka! Can you calm down? I'm not a car and neither are you!" The woman finally stops, making Y/n run into her back. She falls to the ground and on her bottom.

"Ow." Y/n mumbled. Haruka chuckled and helped her up. "Y/n, there's something I need to tell you." She said, awfully close to her. "It better be sorry..." The girl jokingly added, making both of them giggle.

"I'm just... gonna be straight about this. I love you." Y/n looks up at her. She knew exactly what the gorgeous woman said but decided to play dumb to tease her.

"Of course! I love you too. You're my best friend." Haruka deadpanned. "I— no. I mean— I love love you. I am in love with you." Y/n smirks. "That's not straight at all."

The secretly-desperate woman blinked at her reply, making Y/n laugh. "Of course I love love you too." Haruka lets out a breath that she didn't know she was holding and hugged her.

"You scared me..." She mumbled, burying her face in her neck. "Yeah... Were you jealous?" Haruka blushes in embarrassment. "Uhh... kind of...?" Y/n pats her cheek. "How cute..."

#fanfic #comedy #sailor moon #sailor uranus #sailor moon crystal #sailor moon crystal x reader #sailor moon x reader #sailor uranus x reader #haruka tenoh #haruka tenoh x reader #romance #female reader

[imagineryupfuckedworld]

Date-Time with Haruka

Fandom: Sailor Moon Pair: Haruka Tenoh x reader, Sailor Uranus x reader Characters: Haruka Tenoh/Sailor Uranus, reader TW: not proof read Genre: pure fluff or at least I tried

"Have you any idea, how cute you look right now, babe?"

This simple sentence throw you off. You were eating Ice Cream and were so far gone in enjoying it, that you almost forgot you were on a date with your Partner, Haruka. So, imagine how startled you were hearing this random line from them, out of nowhere. Haruka just chuckled when you looked up at them. Eyes wide in confusion and startled like a deer in headlight. Ice Cream all over you lips and cheeks. Holding the cone up right infront of your lips, about to take the next lick. To strangers and maybe yourself, you would look like a Teenager who can't eat a treat without making a mess out of themself but to Haruka, it is the cutest sight they have ever seen. It was their partner, enjoying something they like and not having a care in the world about it. It was a clicking sound that pulled you out of your confused state.

"Did...Did you just took a picture of me?!"

"I did~ look! Isn't it perfect for a new background?" they teased, a laugh escaped their lips when they saw the flushing face of their partner. They tried to took the phone away to immediately delete the embarrassing picture but Haruka was almost more than one head taller as them. It amused Haruka even more how they struggled to get the phone. Already standing on their tiptoes. Even trying to climb them. Another laugh escaped the Sailor Warrior and she slung an arm around their partner who was halfway up their body. "H-Haruka! Let me down! And give me the phone!" they whined, even sounding like a child now but Haruka continued to tease them. Holding them up in their arms now. Enjoying the atmosphere and the reactions of their partner. It was refreshing. A fresh breeze and a welcoming change from the duties as a Warrior.

#Sailor Moon #Sailor Moon x reader #Sailor Senshi x reader #Sailor Uranus x reader #Haruka Tenoh x reader #haruka tenoh #x reader #short story

[erosastro]

Astro Observations🧡

🏵️ I don't know what it is about air signs (particularly Aquarius) that are so attracted to water signs.... like yall know it's not gonna work but yall will still go after them and even the water signs, I think they see the air signs as you know the "I can fix him" type

🏵️ Saturn in 7th house natal indicates getting married at a later stage in life because saturn is a planet of challenges/obstacles in the relationship house (also look at good/bad aspects that may help or delay it even more).

🏵️ Libras are all about balance, yet they're the most indecisive mfs I've ever met especially Libra Sun/Moon and Venus.

🏵️Cancer Suns/Moons and Libra Sun/Moon and sometimes Capricorn Suns are some of the best dressed people I've met, even going to the grocery store, they gotta look good.

🏵️Inconjunct signs can either work really well together or they're the worst of enemies. I've noticed with these couples that things are good in the beginning and as the relationship goes on, things can get really sour between them. But a lot of these signs are so attracted to each other and I think it's because they're so different from each other. (Particularly Leo x Capricorn, Aries x Scorpio, Aquarius x Cancer and Libra x Pisces)

🏵️ A lot of tarot readers/clairvoyants I've noticed have fire placements, particularly Aries.

🏵️Uranus transiting your 7th house can bring you a lot of weird relationships and very off and on relationships/situationships.

🏵️People with air sign stelliums (no matter the house ~ to an extent) tend to be very disconnected to their emotions but also their love is very unique, particularly Aquarius stellium. They'll be in a five year relationship but will move on very quickly. Don't take it personally it's just in their nature.

🏵️Mars in Sagittarius men are very well built down there if you catch my drift and the women are very... uh mesmerizing down there let's just say that

🏵️Everybody thinking Scorpios are the kinkiest mfs and they are kinky af but yall dunno about how kinky virgos are.... 👀 I see you Virgo

🏵️Some of the most beautiful people I've met have Sagittarius Suns or Risings. Idk how or what it is about them but they're all so gorgeous (or maybe my gemini sun is very attracted to my sister sign go figure but I feel like this is objective too)

🏵️Gonna go back to air signs being detached when it comes to love specifically romantic love. It is true but like I said before, their love is also one of a kind. Air sign placements are just very protective of their heart because deep down they're emotional mfs (Airs signs are after all ruled by the heart Chakra)

#astro notes #astro observations #astro placements #astrology

[luvbinnies]

rollercoaster of emotions

sungchan just wanted to go to the amusement park with his two friends, unforunately for him, those two friends are absolutely smitten for each other

Genre: wonbin x Gn!reader. fluff humour. Warnings: mention of piss/pee, sungchan third wheeling. Rollercoasters, swearing (I think), I wrote this in three in the morning 😭 wc: 1.5k

A/n: I won’t be posting anything until probably next year since my last exam is the fourth and I should probably have been studying instead of writing this lol

“Wow I swear this is the most fun I’ve ever had at the park before.” You state as the game worker hands Wonbin the big penguin plush he had won for you.

“Yeah that’s because it’s your first time at the park for fun, and not to be working.” Sungchan replies, tired of all the complaining you do as a worker at the park.

“And you’re not spending half your wallet on stupid plushies.” Wonbin grumbles. “You’re the one with the job, why did I have to pay for your game, just for you to continuously lose.”

He crosses his arms around the toy not letting you have it. “I had to win for you or you would milk out every penny from my pocket.”

You couldn’t help but giggle at your friend in front of you as he frowns with a pouty face and turns the other way pretending to act upset, at least you think he was pretending.

“Bini, I was the reason you got in the park for free because I work here, the least you could do is let me hold my child.” referring to the penguin in his arms, but he still refuses to acknowledge you.

“Fine, let’s go get those animal ear things. I’ll pay for all three of us to make up for it.” You attempt to grab his hands, but really so you can get the toy from him. Wonbin knew what you were trying to do and wasn’t going to just let it happen after he watched you empty out his wallet and repeatedly fail, probably the simplest rigged game at the park.

Causing the two of you to wrestle for the big plushie. Sungchan has to awkwardly stand there as two of his friends who are so obviously smitten for each other fight over a toy like children.

The two of you almost trip when Sungchan barges between you two and captures the fake animal for himself. “Hmm, what to name you? Mr. Peepee pants?”

“What no that’s so stupid-”

“I love it.” You unintentionally speak up as Wonbin was talking.

“Yeah great name.” Wonbin wholeheartedly agrees. Sungchan watches as his friend helplessly simps over you as you start contemplating whether the first name should be ‘Uranus’ or ‘Neon’.

“You know what I think,” Wonbin starts and you give your undivided attention to him. Sungchan knows that you only do that for Wonbin, whether it’s intentional or not, he can see, everyone can see how you are with him. Maybe except you two. Somehow both blind to the other’s admiration.

“I think we should get those animal ear bands, antlers would look great on Sungchan hyung.”

“Yn, it’s not that serious.” Sungchan whines as you take forever in choosing which animal headband would look best on Wonbin.

There weren't any antlers thankfully for Sungchan, so the bear ones were a good second choice. Sungchan had mentioned how’d you look good with the frog eyes one, knowing fully well that Wonbin thinks you look the best in green.

No doubt about it, Wonbin literally said that in his sleep one time.

Wonbin was just staring at you going back and forth between a bunch of different animal bands, both of you too absorbed at what you were doing, not noticing the employees getting annoyed on how much time it is to take to choose a hair accessory.

“I think I got it.” You walk back to the two, biting back a smile holding the band behind you.

“What is it?” Wonbin asks.

“Close your eyes.”

The boy in front of you rolls his eyes but obeys your demand.

You gently place the band on his head with a stupid smile on your face as you admire your best friend, all sungchan can do is groan at the interaction.

You tell him to look and he opens his eyes to see you smiling down at him with a cheeky smile on your face. He thinks you look pretty.

Maybe bro was thinking out loud because you seem kinda startled and confused saying, “Yes you do look pretty, but you didn’t even get to see it yet.” Awkwardly scratching the back of your head.

Wonbin clears his throat with the back of his hand, “Yeah, but I m-meant it like a question. Is it pretty?” Heat rushing through his face as he tries to cover for himself.

“Yeah, pretty. You’re always pretty.”

Sungchan is just standing there watching his two friends awkwardly throwing glances at each other and turning their faces away as if they aren’t right in front of each other in the middle of the store. It’s taking every ounce of his to simply not drive off a cliff.

The awkwardness between the two of you passes when sungchan starts pestering them to go on a ride with him.

It’s kind of always like that with you two, teasing and joking until someone compliments the other on a thing and both the receiver and the one who complimented get flustered over it.

“Isn’t that like the fastest ride in the park?” A terrified Wonbin asks.

“I think I read somewhere that it’s all of Korea.” You mention.

Sungchan knows that everything remotely scary is absolutely frightening to the younger boy and you’re quite the opposite. You have the most irrational fear of pumpkins. Not Jacko lanterns, just pumpkins, claiming they are frightening to simply look at and that you will simply start screaming when in the presence of one.

“Wonbin you don’t have to if you don’t want to, I can just go with yn-”

“No I’ll go. I love rides.” He attempts to say as convincingly as possible.

Which confuses both you and sungchan. “Bini, since when did you like rides? You can barely handle the pirate ship ones.”

“u-uh, it’s I- that ride you guys want to go on, I used to go on it as a kid, it’s just been a while.”

Frowning, not convinced, “Are you sure? You know we don’t have to go if you don’t want-”

He grabs your arm, cutting you off, walking in the direction of the ride. “No, I’m sure.”

Waiting in line wonbin would not let go of your hand, instead of being worried that maybe he was frightened about the whole ride thing, or that people around you might think you two are those annoying couples in amusement park rides who can’t keep their hands off of each other.

You were really distracted at the fact you felt like you were losing circulation in your hand and everytime sungchan said some fact about the ride his grip would just get tighter and tighter, making you want to squeeze sungchan’s neck hard everytime he opens his mouth.

Finally when it was your guys’ turn Wonbin lets go of your hand so he can put your guys’ bags in the boxes. Only for you to realize that you guys were at the end and the cut off was before sungchan, as he was behind the both of you.

Before you could mention it and say that you didn’t mind waiting for the next round. Sungchan had pushed you and when you turned to him he just gave you a quick wink and started making kissy faces.

Rolling your eyes at him, you kind of figured that sungchan knew you might’ve liked your friend without you ever telling him so.

Getting into the seat next to wonbin at the back since they were the only seat available, the minute you touch the seat, wonbin’s hand is on yours all over again. This time it was shaking completely.

“Wonbin, are you sure you want to do this? Sure you went as a kid, but most kids don’t understand the concept of danger and you're shaking badly.”

You stare at him as his eyes are closed, taking in deep breaths slowly. Watching as they start to speed up once the ride starts moving. The best thing you could do is hold his hand in yours.

As the ride starts pulling upwards he speaks up, “You know I never understood as a kid people liked going on scary things like these.”

“Huh? Didn’t you go on this one though?”

“No, I lied.” His voice became eight octaves higher.

“What? Wonbin why?”

“Because I wanted to go with you, I wanted to be with you-” his voice ends his sentence with a shriek when the ride stops at the edge of the highest concave.

His hand was not squeezing badly onto yours and as the ride went down you couldn’t really be scared anymore.

Sungchan got off of his ride with the wind completely messing up his hair and a jump in his step. Walking to the exit, he sees his two friends waiting for him. He sees the two of you still holding hands from before and wonbin’s face hiding in your neck still probably shaken up from the ride.

Now he’s wondering which highway to sleep on tonight.

#riize #riize drabbles #riize fluff #riize oneshots #riize wonbin #wonbin fluff #wonbin x reader #wonbin scenarios #wonbin #riize imagines #riize x reader #riize sungchan #riize anton #riize shotaro #wonbin riize #wonbin soft hours #park wonbin #eunseok #anton lee #osaki shotaro #shotaro

[thebearer]

I need to hear more about Lip x Teacher!Reader. Maybe him helping her set up her classroom before school starts? Something cute like that? I love your writing!

"No! Not there!"

Lip huffed, shoulder's dropping with the paper Venus he was hanging, looking down at you from his place on the ladder. "Babe," Tone clipped with annoyance. "It goes Mercury, Venus-" He lifted the flimsy planet for emphasis.

"-And you're holding Uranus." You crossed your arms looking at him.

Lip looked down at the tag on the planet. Shit, you were right. He glared, brows furrowed in annoyance when he looked at you again, your lips curled triumphantly. "Whatever, hand me fuckin' Venus." He huffed, trading it out for the correct planet for your ceiling solar system.

"Thought you were a genius, Gallagher." You grinned wickedly. "You don't know the difference between Venus and Uranus? Doesn't sound like much of a genius to me."

"Shut up." Lip grumbled, rolling his eyes at you, hooking the planet under the raised ceiling tile. "I know your anus, and that's all that matters, right?" He grinned, climbing down the ladder.

You cringed. "Oh, Jesus fuckin' Christ," You gagged, laughing lightly. "That was bad."

"Yeah?" Lip smirked, grabbing Earth and Mars, climbing back on his ladder.

"Yeah." You nodded, arms crossed watching him. "Very bad. Awful, really." His shirt rode up while he moved the ceiling tile above him, happy trail peeking underneath his shirt, making your mouth water.

Lip hummed, looking at the partial solar system above him. He'd spent all day with you yesterday and most of today trying to make it look exactly how you wanted. He was used to it after the years before, but now it was special. Now you were officially Mrs. Gallagher. Had a name plate above your door and a sign on your wall that said so- Lip had put it up himself.

"Hand me Jupiter." Lip muttered, biting back his smirk.

#thebearer #bearblahs #thebearerblurbs #lip gallagher #lip gallagher blurb #lip gallagher fluff #lip gallagher x reader #lip gallagher imagine #shamless us #shameless #shameless fluff #lip gallagher x fem!reader #lip gallagher x female reader #lip gallagher x you #lip x you #lip x reader #lip gallagher x teacher!reader

[thewulf]

Hello darling! I have a request for you if you don't mind... It's a hangman x fem! Reader pen pals to friends to lovers kind of thing. Like maybe when he was in the academy someone put his name in this program to write to college students but joke on them because he got paired with reader and they hit it off almost instantly and promised each other to meet as soon as possible but a week before they are supposed to meet he got deployed and when he doesn't get any of her letters /emails he thinks whatever they had is over, but after a week he get one of those care packages from her full of things he likes that he told her in their first letters/mails with a couple of pictures of her and a card saying to tell her when and where he will be back so she could be there waiting for him.

Or maybe they reminiscing how they met when someone from the squad after the uranus mission ask them. Or something different, I daydream about this a lot and I have a lot of ideas, but maybe you get inspired differently.

Anyway thank you if you decide to write this, but no pressure!

Ohhh I just love this. It could be set up so cutely. First it's just letters back and forth. Then the care package. Then she meets him when he gets off the ship and he gives her a big kiss. Super super fluffy. Ahh this is so cute! You got it anon!

#top gun maverick #top gun #top gun imagine #jake seresin #jake seresin x reader #jake seresin fanfic #jake seresin x you #jake seresin x y/n #hangman x reader #hangman x y/n #hangman top gun #jake hangman seresin #top gun hangman #tgm #jake seresin x oc #jake seresin fanfiction #jake seresin fic #jake seresin fluff #jake seresin imagine #jake seresin oneshot #jake seresin blurb #hangman imagine #hangman fanfiction #hangman adam page #hangman x oc #hangman x you #jake hangman x reader #jake hangman x you #jake hangman seresin x reader #hangman series

[evermourning]

𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭 - hwang hyunjin

pairing: hwang hyunjin x reader, lovertober entry iii

genre: love at first sight, non!idol au, fluff, comfort, vacation romance, slice of life

wc: 5.2k

warnings: only one bed... (literally like ONCE) , language, mentions of alcohol, getting drunk, mutual pining, hyunjin is kinda self-deprecating, that stupid fucking miscommunication trope

a/n: ouranos is the embodiment of the sky in greek mythology...there are multiple ways to spell it but there are also multiple reasons i'm not writing uranus in my work 🤓 (i am not mature)

seasonal depression was kicking your ass right now.

work was piling up, you were struggling to find time to relax, and it was all so overwhelming that you were losing yourself piece by piece. finally, the long-awaited chance for you to take a break arrived, when you received a text from your grandmother.

as she asked you how you were doing, a thought came to your head. your grandmother made all her money through real estate and rentals...so what was saying she couldn't rent her place to you for a month or so? when you asked, she agreed almost instantly, rambling on and on about you were a lifesaver.

she allowed you to rent a beautiful and modern townhouse she owned on the outskirts of the city, smack dab in the art district, a beautiful display of all different cultures. it would truly be an amazing trip. plus, the house had more than one bedroom, so you'd get the spacious place all to yourself.

now, you stood in front of it, admiring the industrial-style architecture and lovely flowers blooming in boxes beneath tinted windows. this was going to change your life for the better. you knew it.

after settling in, you took a look around. the home had two different bedrooms with a wide seating area and kitchen, boasting two levels. your grandmother had really scored with this one. you called her as soon as you finished unpacking, thanking her profusely. however, when you noticed her kind eyes bore a new, mischievous twinkle, you couldn't help but be a tad suspicious. what were you missing?

your suspicions were confirmed that night. turns out your warm, loving grandma had some tricks up her sleeve.

it was around ten o'clock at night and you'd cuddled up on the couch with a warm blanket and a book, reading quietly and contentedly under a warm lamplight. the soft bustle of the city outside the window could lull you to sleep if you weren't careful. however, a sound from outside scared the shit out of you.

it almost sounded like...a lock turning?

wait.

that wasn't just any lock. it was your lock.

you covered your mouth, heart pounding, beating rapidly as you raced over to the kitchen to search for a makeshift weapon, settling on a frying pan. then, you hid just out of sight from the door, so that you could see it, but couldn't be seen. when the door opened, you gripped the cast iron pan as tight as possible. however, you lowered it when you noticed who it was.

it was the most beautiful man you'd ever laid eyes on.

however, he could always be a murderer in secret, so you crept out from your hiding spot, calling out softly (which was frankly a horrid idea) to the man standing at the door.

"who's there?"

when the man heard your voice, he shrieked. this caused you to scream too, until you two were face-to-face, the man ready to defend himself and you holding onto the frying pan for dear life. when you realized you weren't going to be hurt, you lowered the pan, getting a better look at the mysterious intruder.

holy fuck, he was gorgeous.

his skin was fair and perfect, obviously well taken-care of, as it seemed like there wasn't a single blemish upon it except for a singular mole below one of his eyes. his eyes were like dark chocolate, warm and slightly widened from the fear, and his plump, perfectly shaped lips were parted slightly in a little "o". his hair was the color of the night sky, tousled and styled perfectly, the tips falling just slightly above his shoulders. the young man was tall and lean, and not to mention very stylish.

"who are you and how did you get in here?" you began, stepping back cautiously. he gulped, taking a deep breath before speaking. he had a tranquil voice, tinged with worry. it had an oddly comforting tone.

"i'm, uh, renting this place for a month. who are you?" he said quietly.

"the lady who rents this place out is my grandmother." you explained, and he nodded. "but this is very odd...i was renting this place for a month."

the young man tilted his head in confusion.

"okay, um...that's weird. can you like, call her?" he suggested, playing with a piece of his hair. it looked very soft...

you nodded, and as you were pulling out your phone you pointed over to a door near the back porch.

"for now, put your stuff in there. we can both sleep here tonight...i'll let my grandmother know tonight and we can sort it out tomorrow. sounds good?"

"yeah." he confirmed, before giving you a gentle, awkward smile. "thanks, by the way. i was scared you were gonna kick me out or something. i'll be honest, i don't think i could survive a night out on the streets."

you laughed, and couldn't help but notice his cheeks becoming rosier when he heard the sound. as he went off to investigate the room you'd pointed out, you dialed in your grandmother's number. she picked up after the first three rings.

"hi, honey. have you settled in?" she cooed from the other side of the phone, her voice light and cheery. "anything you need?"

"you double-booked the townhouse and now there's an unfamiliar man here, grandma." as you explained to her the situation, the young man popped his head out of the door.

"hi, um...whatever your name is - there's no bed in here. it's just the frame." your blood ran cold. this was an even bigger problem because there was only one other mattress. shit.

"oh, yeah. i forgot to mention - one of the mattresses ripped and so i had to replace it. it's coming in a day or two, okay?" your grandmother paused, before giggling. "who knows? this could be your chance for a new shot at love."

"grandma...i've talked to this guy, what- once or twice? you're delusional." you sighed, massaging your temples. "and plus, i'll just sleep on the couch. he can have the room." after you hung up, the young man tentatively sat down on the couch beside you.

"so, what did she say?"

after you recounted her words to your new acquaintance, he sat in silence for a moment, before finally speaking up.

"well, we can figure out rooming and stuff...but how about we just live here together for the month? unless you're not comfortable with it, then i'll find myself a hotel and call your grandmother for a refund-"

"no, no, you took the time and effort to come all the way here - you deserve this vacation just as much as i do. you're welcome to stay." you smiled softly at him. "what's your name, by the way? you seem very kind. i'm yn."

his lips curled upwards, and you wanted to melt into a puddle at the sight.

"my name is hyunjin."

in a shocking turn of events, you were lying in the same bed as a boy you'd just barely met, an angel on earth named hwang hyunjin. you'd reassured yourself there was no way anything like this would happen on your trip, but you were very clearly wrong.

"alright. there's one other bedroom - which has an unripped mattress, might i add - and then one of us can sleep on the couch." you explained. hyunjin was quick to counter it.

"that's an awfully small couch..." he noted, circling it to get a better view. it was pretty small...

"i'll sleep on it. you can take the bed and we'll wash the sheets in the morning." you concluded. he looked at you, eyes wide.

"you can't do that! did you see this week's weather? you'll freeze out here!" he said pleadingly. you sighed, giving him a reassuring smile.

"you're very kind, hyunjin." you replied. "but i can get a blanket or two. i'll be okay."

he shook his head in response.

"we can share the bed and pile it with blankets. deal?" he asked, staring at you hopefully. "i don't want us to start off on the wrong foot and have someone be cranky because they slept on that creaky-ass couch."

he had a point, you told yourself. next thing you knew, you were laying on your side in your pajamas beside a barricade of linen pillows, watching the steady rise and fall of a guy you'd only known for a few hours' chest. he looked so peaceful as he slept, you only wished you could feel the same. you let out a soft sigh before falling back onto your pillow and drifting off into sleep.

hyunjin, on the other hand, was praying you thought he was sleeping. he knew you'd leaned over the get a better look at him, and he desperately hoped that the darkness of the bedroom concealed his flushed cheeks. thankfully, he heard a soft sigh escape your perfect lips and a thump of a head hitting the pillow beside him, allowing him to exhale, relieved.

he didn't think he was in love with you. that couldn't be possible. he'd only known you for three hours, forty-four minutes, and nine seconds (he counted). there was no way he could be this enamored with someone like you. sure, you were beautiful...like an angel who'd floated daintily down from the heavens above...and the fact that you had the loveliest personality...

but he didn't know that! maybe it was a facade. he hoped it was a facade, so that these weird, unwanted feelings of adoration and desire would just float away with a snap of his fingers. he was looking for a muse, and he wouldn't find one in some stranger with...breathtaking eyes...ugh.

this was going to be harder than he thought.

the next morning, you woke up and the bed was missing hyunjin's presence. you yawned, slipping into the bathroom to make yourself look somewhat presentable before going out to the kitchen. hyunjin sat at the counter, texting someone on his phone. when he heard teh door open, he grinned.

"good morning. your grandmother emailed me, so wanna go get some coffee at that café down the block to wake us up? then we can talk about living situations and whatnot." he was wearing a white printed shirt tucked into a pair of ripped jeans. he paired this with casual shoes and a cream-colored cardigan. you were envious of his style. however, you accepted the offer, and side-by-side you made your way to the shop.

you found your way to a booth in the back. the atmosphere was lovely, warm and modern with the smell of freshly baked pastries mixing with the strong scent of espresso. it felt so cozy, with a soft bossa nova melody playing through a speaker, its mood quite ambient. you'd put in your order and hyunjin's, as he'd made some comment about feeling uncomfortable ordering. you'd laughed at him, taking delight in his cheeks reddening from the teasing.

eventually, your order was called out, and with much pushing and shoving, hyunjin went and picked up the coffees. now, you were sipping away, sighing contentedly as if you could practically feel the caffeine flooding through your veins and energizing you. when you felt much more awake, hyunjin began speaking.

"okay, so she apologized profusely for the misunderstanding, but essentially, there's nothing she can do because the money's already been transferred. she gave me two options: you and i can live together for this month, or she'll use my rental money to pay for a hotel room." he tilted his head. "what are you thinking?"

"well...if you're comfortable with it, we can live together. i don't want to overstep any boundaries of yours, but it'll be better than hectically trying to find a place to stay, especially at this time of year. and who knows? maybe this is fate." you suggested, chewing on your straw. "does that work for you? the mattress for the second bedroom is supposed to arrive today, too. you can truly settle in."

hyunjin took a moment to consider the offer, before extending one hand for you to shake. it fits into yours perfectly, you noticed, but you didn't say anything.

"that works. this is so exciting, i've never really had a roommate before."

and so, like clockwork, spending time with hyunjin integrated itself into your daily routine. he was so fun to be around, and gave great tips on style. together, hand in hand, you explored the city. it was nice, you decided, to have a friend like him. even if you felt your heart rate spike when he lean over a little too close to grab something behind you, faces inches apart. even if you watched horror movies together and he made you wrap him in your arms because he was so terrified. it was really nice. and your mind was clearing.

the first time you felt an emotion towards hyunjin that was something more than a platonic feeling was about one-thirds into your vacation. he was on the second floor of the townhouse, in a room temporarily claimed as his art studio.

you loved watching him paint. each brush stroke was fluid and gentle, yet so inexplicably concise. two very different colors, bright in hue and vibrant could mix together with a dash of black or white and become something new altogether. perhaps a new shade with muted, earthen tones, or a dark shade of the color wheel. before he touched the blank canvas with his essence, it was bare and boring. a simple white. but the minute he let himself be enraptured by the very idea of artistry, the creativity pulsed from his fingertips and into the paintbrush, creating a story with each swish of the tool.

he stood at the easel, with you relaxing nearby. his brow was furrowed, and he drifted his index finger back-and-forth across the empty, emotionless piece of fabric.

"i don't know what to paint." he huffed, walking over to the large window to search the streets for some inspiration. you stood up, brushing off your pants and making your way over to the place beside him. he looked down at you, and it was like a lightbulb lit up above his head comically. "yn...would it be okay if i painted you?"

you were so excited, nodding and taking his hands.

"i would love nothing more!" you crowed. hyunjin fidgeted with his hands nervously.

"um, one thing. can you take off your necklace? my art style is in many ways detailed but also abstract. i think it'll throw me off a little."

you nodded. after a few attempts to remove it, you ended up giving him a sheepish look.

"can you help me with it?" he nodded, moving right behind you. you lifted up your hair a bit out of his way. your heart was pounding, echoing so loudly within your chest you were so sure that the next door neighbors could hear it. as his soft hands worked expertly to remove it, your face felt like it was burning. you flinched a bit when his fingers brushed against the sensitive skin of your neck.

little did you know, it was driving hyunjin crazy just as much as it was making you insane. he felt like a victorian man viewing ankles for the first time, with the way he was heating up at the sight of your soft, beautiful skin. the way you shuddered when he touched the skin gently was enough to make him want to grab you and kiss you at that very moment. but he didn't, because there was no way you felt that way in return, and he didn't want to singlehandedly ruin this relationship with you that he'd been so carefully building, piece by piece. he shook it off, unclipping the chain and handing it to you, before slipping into the space behind his easel. you posed on the chair, crossing one leg over the other. after what felt like an eternity, hyunjin motioned for you to get up and come see his completed masterpiece.

what stared back at you was only the most emotional and dazzling piece that hyunjin had made (in your opinion). it perfectly captured your features and displayed them in an alluring array of colors. you looked over at him, jaw dropped. he laughed softly at your astonishment.

"you like it?"

"i love it." you murmured, tracing your own lips with your pinkie. "you're so talented. you're so humble about it, hyunjin, but i know natural-born talent when i see it. please never stop painting, especially if you love it."

"so basically, what you're saying is..." hyunjin said, dark eyes trained on you. "...that i should continue following the things i love?"

"yeah."

the second time these overwhelming feelings flooded your system was on a warm saturday night. the sky was bright and clear, so you'd suggested stargazing. you two sat on a grassy green hill perfectly placed twenty or so minutes away from the house, carefully laying out a blanket to watch from. you pointed out various stars and patterns and constellations, impressing hyunjin with your knowledge.

you laid there with him, the grass tickling your skin. his skin was soft and flush against yours, warm and gentle like a mother’s touch, your hands intertwined. you hoped he didn't feel your palms being slightly sweaty from the nervousness. his thumb softly rubbed figure eight-shaped patterns into the back of your hand. from this angle, hyunjin looked absolutely ethereal, like a beloved son of aphrodite herself. his dark hair paired with long, ebony eyelashes and full, parted lips was an absolute killer. you were trying so hard to focus on the stars, but you couldn't help yourself from staring at him instead of the night sky.

"i love watching the stars. it makes me so mad when nights are cloudy and these beauties are hidden from the world." hyunjin commented. his words struck a harmonious chord inside you.

"astronomy is really such a showcase of beauty and elegance. true beauty, like the millions of stars painting our universe as if they were the freckles on ouranos’ skin, is something one could only dream of. seeing these natural wonders makes me lucky to be alive, to be a living, breathing human. as a human, i am blessed to have eyes so that i can take in these little joys. hyune, do you realize some people will never get to see the stars?"

"i do." he was quiet for a moment, before continuing. "sometimes, i wonder if they will never see the stars because they physically cannot, or they’re just not looking hard enough. i makes me a bit disappointed that they're not admiring the universe's beauty. we're not on this earth forever. we have to embrace every second."

"yeah." you grinned at him. "i have you, though. our time together may not be permanent, i will cherish every single memory."

hyunjin frowned. he rolled over on his stomach, turning slightly to face you better.

"what says our time together can't be permanent? we've grown so close. i want to make more memories with you after this." you knew he didn't intend for his words to be perceived this way, but you couldn't help it. your mind drifted off to fantasies of hyunjin as your boyfriend. holding your hand on the street, baking together...hyunjin smiling as he swiped frosting off your bottom lip...a healthy, happy love. you needed it.

and it was almost painfully ironic, the fact that during this entire hypothetical dream sequence you were experiencing, you didn’t even notice hyunjin zeroing in on your lips. you didn’t notice the pink coloring obvious upon his skin. you didn’t even notice when his hand came up to rest against your cheek. his touch was careful, soft, like you were some fragile beauty he was scared of breaking. it snapped you out of your trance when he spoke again.

"you look like you have a tiny scar on your cheek. what's that from?"

you reached your hand up to your own face, a small sound of surprise leaving your lips as you ran your finger along it.

"i didn't even notice i had this. god, you're so observant." you said lightly, sitting up and brushing off your pants. hyunjin watched.

"i really am, aren't i? sometimes i feel like some all-knowing creature, seeing everything but saying nothing." you nodded, scooting in closer so you could lean against him. he wrapped an arm around you, keeping you both warm.

"well, if you feel like a bystander, you should try speaking up more. no matter what you do, though, you know i'll still look at you like you're polaris. i hope you shine forever, hyunjin. and i'm so happy that we've grown so close, so i pray i'll get to see you flourish and sparkle like the very stars we're dazzled by right now."

you hoped these words resonated in the nooks and crannies of the brain you'd been so interested in. hiding your true feelings was getting harder and harder. you wanted to let him know that you were absolutely infatuated with him instantly. you wanted his embrace to become tighter, more protective. but you knew it wouldn't. you weren't a fool. you could keep this massive secret of yours under wraps, yes?

your master plan was foiled a week or two later.

you and hyunjin had been playing around, and it got a bit out of control. namely, you were completely and utterly drunk. although hyunjin reacted to your state with amusement, worry coursed through his veins. you were babbling, slurring your words. you were usually so composed, hyunjin had never seen this side of you.

he sat on the couch as you were snuggled into his side, snoring blissfully. he looked down at you, his hand hovering just over the small of your back. he didn't want to touch you without your consent, but he really wanted to just hold you in his arms.

these days, every waking thought he had included you. whether it was a daydream, a nightmare, anything: you were in it. every aspect of his life had been taken over by the very idea of you. he was scared. he knew your time in this home was finite, so he'd been trying his very best to keep you with him, with his little hope being that you felt the same way.

hyunjin had never felt so strongly about someone. he wanted to hold your hand until you were old and grey, he wanted to know you inside and out. know every little detail of your beautiful brain. it was insane. he was losing it, fearing you'd forget him after you left. what if your work began to overtake you, and you stopped contacting him? he couldn't let that happen, not when he'd spent all this time loving you. okay, that was a stretch, but he felt like if you reciprocated his feelings of longing and desire, together you could blossom and grow like the first blooms upon a barren tree in the spring.

he didn't want to overthink it, he didn't want to get ahead of himself. you'd said some things he'd perceived as sentences with romantic undertones, but he didn't want to explicitly confess these jumbled feelings for you if his heart was simply going to be shattered.

however, you nestled yourself closer to him, a sigh escaping your lips, and hyunjin felt as if the tendrils of white-hot flames were dancing across his body from your touch.

"mmm...you're such a nice pillow, jinnie." you mumbled, and he turned to face you more, raising an eyebrow. jinnie? you never called him that. "it's almost like we're a couple."

he felt his cheeks slowly change to a color akin to rose petals.

"w-what?" he asked, stumbling over his words. "don't joke about that."

"i know, i know." a comically large frown crossed your face. "i don't want to joke about it because then, it'll make me believe i actually have a shot with you. i know how you feel about me will probably be obsolete after we part ways." hyunjin's mouth dropped open. he was racking his brain for proof this was happening. would he have to pinch himself? there was no way someone like you would have feelings for a person like him.

"can you elaborate on that? i know you're not really yourself right now...but please." he pleaded, steadying you my placing a firm grip on your shoulders.

"i've been a little in love with you since that night we um...slept together but didn't." you giggled. "you're so perfect though, but you're so oblivious...how can i show you i truly care?"

and then out of nowhere, you placed a hand on his cheek, kissing him. the kiss was sweet and soft, but filled with all the love and emotion your drunken self could muster. hyunjin had to admit, he liked it, but he was a sensible man. he pushed you off him.

"yn, no. we'll cover this in the morning. it was really a beautiful kiss, but you're not yourself right now, and if i possibly am in love with you back, i'm not going to do anything until you're not under the influence." he helped you up, acting as a crutch for you to walk safely back to your room. he hoisted you onto your bed to the best of his abilities, where you were out the minute your head touched the pillow. he took a second to stare longingly at your sleeping face before shutting the door.

hyunjin flopped onto the couch, his head in his hands.

you liked him back?

there was no way. hyunjin was horrid, built with flaws and all sort of insecurities that you'd never be able to stand. you had been nothing short of kind to him, but what if he showed you this side he'd been so ready to conceal, and you looked at him with disgust and contempt? he'd never be able to bear it. so he prayed you'd wake up and feel the same way you did drunk.

you woke up with a raging headache and a raging feeling of dread pooling in the pits of your stomach. something wasn't right. you knew you'd been drunk the night before, but trying to look back on it was impossible. it was like a haze.

when you opened the bedroom door, hyunjin was sitting there. he gave you a crooked smile.

"i made you breakfast and got you a coffee from the coffee shop, in case you felt super hung over. once you're feeling up to it, can we talk about something?" his words made you want to violently hurl. you most likely said some vulgar thing while drunk, and he didn't feel comfortable being around you. however, you were going to face it and atone. you didn't want to lose hyunjin.

you carefully sat down beside him, your legs crossed.

"okay." he began. "this is going to be very awkward, so bear with me. last night, while you were...tipsy...you sort of confessed your feelings to me? it wasn't very direct, but you did kiss me really romantically, so please be upfront about your feelings. if they're there, they're there. if they're not, they're not."

your face burned. god, why did you make the decision to even get drunk?

"they're there. i've liked you since we met, but it didn't feel romantic until that day when you painted me. since then, i've been a hopeless mess of myself, a puddle, basically. i didn't want to make our friendship weird or anything because you've been nothing short of amazing to me..."

hyunjin interrupted you, a sigh of relief leaving his lips, much to your confusion.

"that's so good to hear. for fuck's sake, if i overthought one more of our interactions i think i was gonna burst." he took your hands in his. "i've been in love with you since we met. i know love at first sight only happens in the books and movies, but i feel like fate brought us together. i feel like i was made to be by your side. i've grown so accustomed to your presence and beauty that i don't think i can live without it anymore. i love very strongly, and sometimes that may be too much to bear, but i swear, if you choose me, i will worship the ground you walk on. you have blessed my life, yn. my mind, my body, and my soul. all drunk off the high that is the very essence of your spirit."

and then he hugged you.

it wasn't tight, like he was scared he'd lose you. it was soft and warm, gentle as his arms encircled around you. you rested your head upon his chest.

"so...are we at a mutual agreement?" you asked, breaking the silence awkwardly. hyunjin looked at you, before erupting into a soft giggle, his lips curling into a warm smile. "hey! i wanna know...what are we?"

"soulmates, i guess?" hyunjin suggested. and you smiled at him, brushing a stray hair out of his face. "we're not super official yet, so let's start with that."

the dreaded day arrived when you had to leave the home you'd known for the last month. you wanted to stay longer, but you knew you had a life outside of this euphoria. however, you wouldn't be facing it alone anymore. now, you had a boyfriend who was a drama queen and a force to be reckoned with. he'd support you in anything you did.

you stood outside the house with him, his arm wrapped languidly around your waist as you gripped the handle of your suitcase.

"i'll miss this place. there's so many memories here. it's our sacred spot." you murmured sentimentally. he laughed gently, kissing your cheek.

"i know, but we can always come back another time. who knows? maybe we'll buy a place together in this area." hyunjin suggested. after seeing your facial response to that, he grinned sheepishly. "too early?"

you shook your head, giggling. hyunjin gently grabbed your chin, lifting it up a bit so he could see your face better.

"sweetheart, your lip is bleeding." he murmured gently, moving closer to inspect it. "did you notice?"

you shook your head.

"well, i'm not a doctor, but my mother taught me if something gets hurt you should always kiss it better." and he leaned in to softly presss his lips to yours, each movement filled with passion.

it was so funny to you, how you'd came into this situation thinking this trip would change your life for the better, and instead you got something even better.

it must have been a blessing by the gods, granting you this lovely new beginning.

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[megaman-fluffcanons]

what if… I held 👋hands👋… with the space 🪐fish💪🐟💪 man… and the space 🪐 cow 💪🐂💪 man 😳😳😳 hahaha jkjk… unless 😳😳😳 (separate plz also I’m so sorry for what you just read I would like a romantic hand holding thingy with Neptune and Uranus separately if that’s ok)

Neptune:

*Neptune is fine with holding hands, especially if it’s yours he’s holding.

*It’s the only PDA he’s fine with, as it’s a sign to show others that you’re taken

*Occasionally he will kiss the back of your hand, depending on how he’s feeling that day

*…or he’ll do it to fluster you, since it usually catches you off guard

Uranus:

*doesn’t really care for holding hands, but will make an exception for you

*you know how to calm him down anytime you’re out and he gets upset

*you’ll rub the back of his hand with your thumb, and it calms him down, and flusters him a bit at the same time

*you just happened to find out on accident when you just decided to do it for the heck of it

#mega man #megaman #sfw #anonymous #stardroids #neptune #stardroid neptune #uranus #stardroid uranus #neptune/reader #neptune x reader #uranus/reader #uranus x reader #x reader #reader insert

[a-weird-writer]

oh hi i want to give Uranus a very gentle kiss on his metallic face and hold his hands endearingly as i talk to him about plants because i think he’d have a fascination with plants

It's a bit "dead" to him, for lack of a better word. His passion for anything is...

pretty distant.

It is already hard for Uranus to attach, to love. Let alone one of Earth's human natives, its plants are no different. They don't necessarily disgust him, but clearly held them to no critical value, thus he maintains no major opinion on them for that matter.

Plants are insufficient organisms to Uranus, as are all weak lifeforms. Small things, lowers he never gave a second thought about. But he does care for his love, deep enough to do warrant second thoughts. Not stomping on them or referring too bluntly and inconsiderate to plants in your presence, since you hold them dear to your soul.

Uranus doubts he can effectively measure such endearment even if he really tried, that pure unadulterated gaze, filled with the same tenderness and compassion a mother shows their labor's fruit, how dedicated you are to various flowers and greenery. It can be uncomfortable for him, witnessing priceless emotions he can't wrap his head around; actions you don't understand, alien hearts and feelings.

Uranus's hatred for existence and youth isn't as incredibly extreme as his more notable (Terra and Sunstar specifically) brothers, but it is intense regardless. Despite this, he does contain reasonable layers of 'respect' to life, which is a lot in a Stardroid's case and already plenty. Note 'respect' in air quotes, just because Uranus loves you doesn't mean he won't mercilessly crush anything suddenly in his way. Plants aren't priority in that matter, the complete destruction of humankind however was.

Uranus is a bulldozer, a heavy weapon in a group of cosmic calamities, undergoing an eternity-long mission of pure devastation; huge, strong and mows through the surrounding areas-unlucky enough to be his path. Crashing. Crushing in clear purpose to destroy and conquer, and the Stardroids care not for guilt or empathy to follow after.

That said, it is not totally impossible for Uranus to change views, but it is difficult, and it wavers little. If not, then only slightly. Humans will always be bugs to Uranus; insects waiting their pitiful demise by a much larger hand, he stands by it just as his lordship Sunstar does. Humans; nevermore than dirty, monstrous beings, infecting the universe with lowly existence and their stupid, useless oxygen.

But you can have an immoveable view about something and an entire differing opinion on it, as weird as it sounds. One person can hate murder-the full concept of killing but can still commit such a crime in earnest purpose. Or absence of full retrospect.

Mayhaps it grows with you, a strange turn in his mission-his fixture.

A special someone in his life who he actually doesn't wish to see perish. Obliterating you into itty bitty pieces, into mere atoms and harmless molecules hasn't crossed his mind even once. You're his own little treasure, pretty and clean. A gold coin shining in a pile of worthless copper, the grass you take care to help flourish. Whom spends time-their own energy promising, ensuring someone like him is happy as a clam in high tide. And he is to the moon and back in love with you, falling long and hard.

Uranus is a statue; heavily blunt and evermore calm. But he is hardly empty, hardly ever mad when you are so eager to kiss him, to embrace and love him no matter how much he outweighs you. Fulfilling-proving your devotion, your possession. To counter his still, quiet nature with a powerful nature of your own, your floral love for him.

You bloom, petals out. You catch the stress and release all the joy in the air, thick with your laughter and friendly chatter. Fukurokuju would frown in jealousy at your happiness. Equipped with a sunlit smile, bright enough to water the blight running within his corrupted circuits. It ripens so beautifully for him. Nobody else in this small, pitiful world.

Growth ends in change, whether unintended or the opposite. This life you love to praise, these-erm-plants perhaps isn't as ugly as he was originally programmed to view it.

Uranus can grow to eventually love the Edens you so passionately describe, come to reflect-inflict your wise, compassionate tones and kind words upon his black heart, like how he grew to adore you. And if your cute lectures end in more kisses and delicious affection, that attention he so craves like a starved man, then it will be worth sitting through. Still a win for him, you make every end meaningful,

oh, how he wishes it didn't end.

A brick wall, designed to withstand anything at any time in any period. As immoveable as Uranus is, he isn't stupid. Shockingly, he is labeled as 'the wise one' of his numerous siblings. None in this world, in this universe over to the next, is indestructible. A beginning eventually reaches a climax, you can only delay the inevitable. In the end, death comes for everyone, it will take, and it will claim. And the Stardroids were created to be the very embodiment of it.

Quite unpleasant, to the receiver that is.

Anytime he parts from you is a bloody stab, a displeased throb within his nonexistent heart. He treats every moment with you like it is his first and last standing. Uranus is an alien robot, but he was made with the illusion and act of a "man", though beastly in truth. He longs and craves. One can't do without the motivation and curiosity to do so, and Uranus is bluntest of his brothers in receiving wants. He always finds a way back to you, ruthlessly and enthusiastically. It often surprises him, how much you long for him. How you truly miss him; how tightly you cling to him for dear life, like letting go will only meet your demise, how blissful your relieved sigh-a hot exhale-warms his broad chest.

He missed you too.

It's often too tight, too boring for Uranus in Sunstar's ship anyway, you're the perfect excuse to get freedom in a time where he was never meant to deserve it.

As long as it ends with you, nesting with his arms like seeds within the oceans of soil, cuddling comfortably,

he can at least pretend he does.

#ask #anonymous #anon #uranus #megaman #stardroids #classic mega man #megaman x reader #reader insert #uranus x reader #tw mentions of violence #a bit angsty but not too much #but ill put a warning just in case #can never be too careful #tw angst #tw violence #tw death #tw death mention

[daydream-cement]

Heavenly Aether Ch. 1

Miranda Hilmarson x Reader

Cults, death, and corruption are in store as Constable Hilmarson, with the help of a nosy reporter and her trusty partner, Robin Griffin, attempts to take down a powerful organization before more people die.

I hope you are all ready for another twisty-turning installment of falling in love with Miranda Hilmarson. Thank you to @booitsrue for helping me get started :)

TW: cults, suicide, death, corruption, brief descriptions of violence

January 15th, 1996

Sergeant Don Marshall had enough of your bickering, finally standing from his desk and pointing towards the front doors of the police station. With the most hateful scowl and through gritted teeth, he gave you his final warning, “For the last time. Get out of my office before I charge you with misleading an investigation.”

He hadn’t listened to a word you had told him. Three days ago was the third time a group of five had ended up dead in honor of their religious organization: The Church of Mithras. The first time five died in connection to the church was April 1, 1995, the second time June 9, 1995, and now… five more.

The specific details of the gods, religious context, and true beliefs of The Church of Mithras were a true mystery to you. There was no documented evidence of the church's activities or beliefs. Everything occurring within the organization was kept a complete mystery to those who were not binded to the religion. All of the information you had gathered was based on your own assumptions combining the name of the church with the dates of the mass deaths.

Your research assumed this cult was a reinvention of the Cult of Mithras, a Roman mystery religion centered on the god Mithras with connections to astrology. The messy, weblike collage at home on your wall best depicted the complex symbolism and Gods the religion utilized to justify the harm that befell their followers. While it was challenging to gather information on this ancient cult, they recognized a torch-bearing icon named Cautes who you found to be in connection with the Roman god Caelus and the Greek god Uranus.

All of this was information you had tried sharing moments before, but it was obvious the detective wasn’t listening. Slamming your hands down on Don’s desk, you hope if you showed enough urgency, he would understand the seriousness of the situation, “Detective Marshall! You aren’t listening to me! Each of the dates matches up with Uranus entering different zodiacs! The Church of Mithras is copying the Cult of Mithras! There are connections to-

You wouldn’t have bothered Detective Sergeant Marshall about any of this if you doubted any bit of your evidence. Just as he had done in June of ‘95, he ordered you to be escorted from the station, “That’s it! Butler! Lee! Escort this woman out of my office!

At eighteen, you knew you were more overzealous than the other reporters for The Sydney Monitor, but it was your gumption and bite that gave you the job in the first place. You become more desperate, needing Marshall to listen to you, only for a moment. It was a matter of life and death, “More people will die in 2003! Don, you can’t-”

When a hand came down on your shoulder and another grasped your forearm, you twisted about to make eye contact with two constables. Attempting to pull your arms away from them, you growled as they followed after you, grasping you even tighter as they dragged you from Sergeant Marshall's office, “Let go of me! Let go!”

The two officers pulled you to the front of the station, the rounder of the two following you as you were pushed from the building, “You need to go. No one is interested in arresting you, but if you keep coming back here, we will.”

You glanced at his name badge, which read ‘Butler,’ and by the look of the markings on his sleeve, he was a senior constable. Looking back to his face, you narrow your eyes at him, ignoring the kindness in his voice. He was still one of the people who stood in the way of getting justice for the 15 who were dead and the many more who would follow if things continued without intervention, “There is blood on all of your hands.”

He sighed and shook his head, turning away from you to head back inside the station.

You shook this failure of obtaining police intervention from your mind, knowing if you wanted the case solved, you would have to do it all on your own. You needed more information on the cult and the only way you were going to get this was through insiders. The next step was getting people to talk.

-----

February 6th, 2023

“Robin… This case is currently open. Why would the files for it be kept back here where no one can find them?” When Miranda asked the question, she was well aware the files were in this backroom far before Robin’s arrival to the department, but as her mentor and partner, Miranda wanted the brunette’s advice before she assumed the worst. The box was labeled: ‘The Church of Mithras’ with the opening date of the case being April 1, 1995.

Last week, Miranda and Robin solved yet another large case, breaking nearly a dozen rules and laws in the process, relegating them to various clean-up tasks around the station as punishment. Today’s assignment was organizing the back storage room, leading to the discovery of the open case box with an absurd amount of entries with such little evidence to go along with it.

The mass suicides of The Church of Mithras were something Miranda was well aware of, the first of them happening when she was 14 years old. It was absurd to her that there had been 11 occasions where members of the church had died in groupings of five, and now that she was looking at the files, it was obvious no one had ever looked into the case.

“I’ve heard about this church. They are responsible for the deaths of 55 people.” Robin glanced up to Miranda before reaching into the box, thumbing through the few pages that existed within the files. “I can’t understand why there is no evidence. After nearly 30 years, you would expect something more than the general documentation of the event…”

Miranda pulled out a few of the pages, skimming them for any inconsistencies or patterns. One thing she recognized from all of them was a name. Your name. She offered the page up to Robin, pointing out your name to her, “This name keeps coming up in each of the files. Maybe we could talk to them on our lunch break?”

“Are you asking me to shirk our duties here at the station so we can go research a case that has been deliberately ignored for decades?” Robin smirked as she asked her question, obviously pleased to participate in another round of rule breaking with her partner.

“Maybe.” The constable gave a coy shrug, rolling her eyes and glancing up to the clock. Their typical lunch break was in a half hour, just enough time to look up the name and find a possible place of employment or home address.

Griffin turned her head back down to look through the files. She needed to familiarize herself with the case if they were going out to interview anyone, “Are we taking your car or mine?”

-----

Over the past three decades, your journalist work kept you attached to the world of true crime, but with no true momentum with The Church of Mithras case, you had to diversify your interests. Working for The Sydney Monitor had been a fruitful career, and you were well aware you were able to write and research in a way that left you fulfilled. There was always a gaping hole left in you from the case that always went unsolved.

You still kept the dates of the mass deaths and their correlated astrological events written in the inside of your notebook.

April 1, 1995 - Uranus enters Aquarius June 9, 1995 - Uranus (Retrograde) enters Capricorn January 12, 1996 - Uranus enters Aquarius March 10, 2003 - Uranus enters Pisces September 15, 2003 - Uranus (Retrograde) enters Aquarius December 30, 2003 - Uranus enters Pisces May 28, 2010 - Uranus enters Aries August 14, 2010 - Uranus (Retrograde) enters Pisces March 12, 2011- Uranus enters Aries May 15, 2018 - Uranus enters Taurus November 6, 2018 - Uranus (Retrograde) enters Aries

The death toll was far higher than you ever anticipated. After each event, you gathered more information, and set off to the police station where you had been escorted out each and every time.

At some point, you would have assumed someone would have taken you seriously. Don Marshall, who kicked you out as a sergeant, was now the deputy commissioner, and Adrian Butler, who had escorted you out as a constable, was now a superintendent. Both of the men had continued to climb the ladder of success, regardless of the number of lives that had been lost due to their negligence.

You knew the next event was in four weeks.

Four weeks and the death count would be up to 60.

Or… at least, you thought the death count would rise to 60, but that was until Constable Hilmarson and Detective Griffin appeared in your office doorway.

For once in your career, the police wanted to hear what you had on The Church of Mithras.

#miranda hilmarson #miranda hilmarson x reader #top of the lake #gwendoline christie #fanfic #gwen christie #heavenly aether

[nimbusslasher]

Slashember Day 1 - Carrie White x Fem!Reader - Halloween Party Fluff

Pairing: Carrie White x Feminine Reader WC: 978(ALMOST 1K!! WOOO!!) Type: Fluff Fandom: Slashers, Carrie (1976) Contains: Pet Names (Carrie - Care Bear or Babe, You - babe, my love, sexy ass), established relationship, speak/reference of social anxiety & panic attacks

A/N: So this was a lot of me being in an amazing mood when I wrote this, most of it was during lectures... gonna be truthful with that. But this was honestly like such a joy to write, I loved it! My little NBLW heart went crazy with this, Pleas enjoy!

"Babe! We're gonna be late!" Carrie called from outside the bathroom. "Just gimme a minute! I'm almost done! I need to get my eyeliner right! We can be fashionably late! It'll look cool!" You said, getting a highly exaggerated dramatic sigh from your girlfriend who was standing outside the door, making you giggle, and fuck up your eyeliner... again.

You threw your head back and loudly whined, it mixing with a groan due to your frustration, very annoyed from the now repeated action of trying to get this right. You were gonna have to ask for help. dammit. "Care Bear, can you come help me please?" You asked, a slight whine in your tone. You heard your girlfriend chuckle outside the door before she turned the knob to the bathroom door, checking to see if you were behind it first before opening it fully.

"Of course, My love." Carrie said lovingly as she gently took the eyeliner pen and makeup wipes from you, gently wiping off your botched attempts at the perfect eyeliner. She gently began to match the other eye with the eyeliner, almost like copying a painting, she would pause and stare at the finished eyeliner for a minute before continuing to use the eyeliner. Her smile was wide as she finished up "So cute, my love, but are you sure you wanna go? I know parties aren't really your scene, and I don't have to go. Save you the anxiety of people?" She asked, looking at you with a concerned expression, you knew it was because she loved you, you found her concern endearing.

"I'll be just fine, Care Bear, please don't worry about me so much, I already do enough of that myself...I wanna go, I don't think I've been to a party in a long long time.." you said, looking at your makeup in the mirror. It was perfect, it always was when Carrie did the eyeliner for you, if someone held a gun to your head and said 'do perfect winged eyeliner' you wouldn't live to tell the tale.

You were a little nervous, but your costume was cute, you had decided on going as Sailor Uranus and Sailor Neptune. Just making sure the skirts covered at least half of your knees.

"Good, now get your sexy ass in the car!" Carrie said, her worry shaking away, being replaced by a playful mood as she gently pushed on your lower back, pushing you out of the bathroom, walking you downstairs and out the front door, turning around and locking the door after she checked that you had everything, purse, hairbrush, keys, taser- wait what? nothing.

You got into the car, shivering slightly "Damn, It's cold out." you said as your girlfriend slipped into the drivers seat, she took notice of your shiver and turned on the car, flicking on the heat, your shiver almost melting off of you in a way, replaced with a gentle, warm, homey feeling.

Carrie checked if you had your seatbelt on before putting the car into drive and pulling out of the driveway and driving the route she had memorized before you both left the house

Carrie let out a small sigh when you reached the house that was hosting the party, she parked, and turned to you "Are you sure that you wanna do this? We can always turn around and go home and cuddle, chill, eat, watch movies and stuff..." She said, a bit worried about you

"Care Bear! I will be fiiine. I'm okay! please don't worry so much, I just wanna have fun with you, It's halloween! and I'm doing something scary to honor that. Plus, you'll be there with me! I'm not alone, babe, I promise." You said, trying to reassure her "Just.. don't leave me stranded? All I really need to feel comfortable is... you." Your sweet words melted at her worry, she sighed

Carrie decided to let it go, they would have a good time! You two got out of the car, your excitement rose as you spotted some of Carrie's friends outside mingling

Carrie grabbed your hand softly, gently squeezing. She had invited you to come with her, you knew that she was worried you would be overwhelmed with the people, the noise, etc,etc. She didn't want her idea to cause you a panic attack, she would feel terrible and incredibly guilty

Carrie stuck by you the entire time, holding your drink when you weren’t drinking it, when you were in the bathroom, which is when she stood outside the door. Everyone thought your costumes were adorable, which made you very happy

After hours of mingling and eating snacks you went home, getting into the car to instantly be hit with a quick “Did you have fun? are you okay? Did everything go okay?” From Carrie, her words clashing together and smushing like clay as they came out of her mouth.

You turned to her and took her hand in yours “I’m fine, Care Bear. I couldn’t be better. I had so much fun with you tonight. I can’t wait to go home and fall asleep on the couch with you.”

This was enough to assure Carrie, she smiled and kissed the back of your hand softly, taking her key and starting the car to head home

Once you got home you both quickly hopped into some comfortable clothes, cuddling up on the couch in your pjs with some of your favorite snacks and drinks, beginning to watch “halloween” movies, specifically non-gorey ones, as Carrie said that she wants something she’s not constantly paranoid about after

“I love you so much, i’m so glad you had a great time…” Carrie said groggily after a couple hours of watching moves, as she drifted off she pulled you closer, so you turned off the movie and fell asleep too

wowww wow wow wowzie that was a lot, i literally spent 3 days working this out and fixing stuff bc i am a greedy bitch who likes to do what they want

Sooo tomorrow is Billy Loomis smut! who’s up for it? pls let me know if you’d like to be tagged!!

#carrie x reader #carrie white #carrie white x reader #slashers fluff #slashers x you #slashers x reader #slashember #carrie fluff #carrie white fluff #wlw fluff #wlw fanfic #nimbyslash #carrie 1976

[craigyisprettygay]

YOOOOO!!!!! hello!! my name is minty and i like x readers….

and I want to let you know that these are the fandoms i write for!!

Solarballs ! (main interest!!!!) (+ solarballs ocs)

KinitoPet ! (main interest!!!!) (+kinitopet ocs)

If any of the creators of these fandoms are problematic, do note that I do not support them and only enjoy the media and not the person/people that is problematic.

Boundaries, guidelines and notes before requesting.

I will not write ANY smut or nsfw content. I am a minor and that makes me uncomfortable.

Please be mindful to give tw before requesting about the content, some people may not be comfortable. I will not write reader / characters actively self harming.

Please no pregnancy, scat, piss, watersports, agere or yandere requests. I genuinely can’t write them. Yandere makes me uncomfortable to write. Also I don’t write toxic relationships between s/o and reader. Reader can be mentioned to be in one or was in one but never a toxic relationship with s/o

All teen/child!reader requests will obviously be platonic.

Do note that when I write my readers they will usually be the less dominant in the relationship, as their s/o will be the one doing the moves of romance!! :) Does not mean they are weak at all— just less the one making the moves in the relationship! :3

I only write female and enby readers!

If I do crossovers, this is a list of fandoms I will accept for crossover ( Like ex. Jonah!Reader, Alt!Reader or Wally!Reader )

The Mandela Catalogue

Vita Carnis ( this one is more rather caretaker!reader with mimics or trimmings and things like that.)

FNAF / DSAF

Welcome Home

DHMIS

Characters I write for ! (* = my favs :3 )

sun(sb)

Mercury(sb)

Venus(sb)

Earth(sb)*

Mars(sb)

Jupiter(sb)

Saturn(sb)

Uranus(sb)

Neptune(sb)*

Pluto(sb)

Luna/The Moon(sb)

Titan(sb)*

Ganymede(sb)

Io(sb)

Triton(sb)

Callisto(sb)

Europa(sb)

Titania(sb)

Phobos/Deimos(sb) PLATONIC!!!

S.A.R(sb)*

Planet X(sb)

Iris(sb/ghe)

Kinito(KP)

Sam(KP)

Jade(KP)

Sawyer the Seastar(OC)

#solarballs #solarballs x reader #kinitopet #kinitopet x player #kinitopet x reader #x reader #fanfic #fan fiction

[ccbunnv]

Okii soooo— Villain!Bill x male or Gn reader who got sick with a REALLY bad fever an they are lightheaded and their like freezing and shaking sm tho their v overheated?? I just got a fever and that’s what’s going on with me rn😭😭

KKSKSKS TYSMMM IM SO IN LOVE WITH YOUR WRITING 🥳

i have a lot of reqs but i thought i'd do urs first since ur sick n all,, rest well n hydrate pookie !

˖°🦇ִ ࣪𖤐 villain! bill x m! reader fluff

the sun was shining, the birds were chirping, the news broadcast was blaring about your boyfriend's newest achievement in somehow managing to flatten another city.

you were stuck under the sheets in writhing agony. your nose was clogged, your throat was sore, and you felt like venus in terms of temperature on the outside and uranus on the inside.

you had one of those fever patches stuck onto your forehead and you were covered in layers after layers of blankets, and you were still wearing your pyjamas due to your lack of energy.

if you even tried to turn your body, your limbs would ache like they had just been stabbed with a paper multiple times. it took you 30 minutes to even shimmy your way to the kitchen to grab the fever patch from the fridge and a glass of water.

not to mention, you hated blinking because the inside of your eyes somehow managed to feel like they're on fire.

"darling? I'm home." your boyfriend calls out as he steps into the apartment, holding a paper bag full of groceries.

his boots click down the hallway after he set the paper bag onto the kitchen counter. he stops in front of you and his shared room and slowly, he creaked the door open, letting light spill into the dark trenches of the room.

"hon? is everything okay?" he asks, walking over to you and sitting on the bed next to you.

"I don't know," you croaked out, your voice sounding like you had the sahara desert in your throat, "I think I'm sick."

"oh, dear..." he slowly pulled the blankets down and pressed the back of his hand against your neck to test your temperature. he winced when all he felt was something akin to boiling hot lava on your skin, and he said, "yeah you're definitely sick."

you were a little upset when he pulled his hand away. you missed the coldness of his skin.

"fuck," you grumbled, "sorry, Bill..."

"what are you sorry for?" he asked, smiling apologetically.

"for our date tomorrow." you sighed.

"oh, honey, you don't have to worry about that." he replied, "we can always reschedule."

he kissed your forehead and said softly, "you rest. I'll go cook something up for you and I think we have some paracetamol left in the restroom."

"okay..." you choked out, and he left the room.

you shut your eyes, trying to sleep, hoping that when you woke up, it'll be all better.

𓆩♱𓆪

that was proven hella wrong. when you woke up, your fever just came back in full force. you were sneezing like crazy, one nostril was blocked and the other was leaking, you were shivering and the blanket made you feel like you were about to get a first degree burn.

Bill came into your room soon with a tray of warm chicken soup, and some paracetamol with warm water. he placed the tray on the nightstand next to you and said, "take the pill first."

you took it as he said, and swallowed it down with the warm water. then, you took the tray of warm chicken soup and though you couldn't smell anything, you still ate it.

though it tasted bland, you could feel better, just by a little bit. once you finished the soup, he took the tray and left the room.

you slowly scooted back into bed with the amount of strength left in your limbs, and returned to sleeping.

you heard the door creak open and someone step in, before taking a seat next to you, but you didn't have the energy to check.

before you fell asleep, you heard,

"get well soon, liebling."

and a cool kiss against your sweaty temple.

#tokio hotel #y2k #bill kaulitz #bill kaulitz x reader #bill kaulitz x you #fluff #bill kaulitz fluff #tokio hotel fanfic #tokio hotel x reader