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softlimefluff · 2 years

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Eliana Kishibe's 1st Birthday Party <3

“Rohan, what time are your parents coming?”

Looking up at the sound of his name, Rohan spots Ari across the kitchen. Setting his ladle down, Rohan glances at his watch. “We have another 20 minutes I think.”

“Alright. Tomoko and Shinobu said they would help finish in the kitchen. Lena’s with the boys and getting Ellie ready. I’m going to help put on her kimono. We have the mochi ready too, right?”

Rohan nods, looking at the counter. “Backpack from your mom. Personalized mochi from my mom.”

“Good.” Smiling, Ari walks over to Rohan and kisses his cheek. “One year old. I can’t believe it…”

“Me either~” Returning the kiss, Rohan brushes his thumb over her cheek. “Everything will be perfect.”

“Tonio’s coming with the cake soon too.”

“I’ll make sure we don’t miss him. Heaven will keep an eye out.”

“Hey.” Ari looks up, smiling gently. “I’m so proud of you this year. Finishing teaching. Helping with Ellie. I love you. So much…”

"Love you too..." Kissing her nose, Rohan smiles. "Go visit the birthday girl~ Give her a kiss from me."

"Will do~"

Party menu above!!

Includes temakizushi, katsu curry, honey soy chicken, cucumber sesame salad, fruit in fun shapes, a smash cake Tonio and his wife Virginia made for Ellie and tiramisu for the rest of us, then mochi and milk manju as take home gifts! (I want to eat it all. Immediately)

Headcanons:

-The menu is a little bit of everything--American, Japanese, and Italian. All of Ellie's biggest influences.

-Rohan's parents Itsuki and Hayami are actually very invested in Ellie's birthday and make sure to get her lots of gifts and the favors. They also got her the special Isshou mochi with her name on it!

-My parents in the States can't come, but they get the backpack for the mochi and give us funds for Ellie's birthday kimono. We're able to videochat them in for a bit during the party.

-The Morioh moms are also super supportive for the party! Tomoko Higashikata and Shinobu Kawajiri were part of my knitting club. They've still been wonderful babysitters and advice-givers.

-Lena, Giogio, and the twins (@dongiovannaswife) were in Morioh at their place for a visit and came to the party (we had just celebrated Lena and Gio's birthdays the week before!). The twins absolutely love their little sis Ellie and want to share their toys with her and play constantly.

-Josuke and Okuyasu actually showed up to the party with Mrs. Higashikata! (mostly bc free food, but Okuyasu has been like Ellie's uncle since the start and convinced Josuke to come meet her. Josuke wasn't sure since it was Rohan, but Ellie charmed him with her baby giggles).

-Tonio and Virginia also stayed for the party (and may have given me some special news at the end of the party!! A baby of their own?? :o )

-Koichi and Yukako video called Rohan as well--they moved to Tokyo recently and weren't able to come back, but they still wanted to offer their best regards.

-Sunnie and Dio (@sunshine-shitposts) were still flying in so they didn't quite make it to the party--working out the details for D to fly and get released from SPW Dallas were a bit tricky, but they had sent a birthday box for Ellie beforehand with books and crystals!

-When Ellie had to carry her giant mochi, Hearts and Heaven popped out to support her, just in case she got a little wobbly! (the few stand users smiled to themselves, watching fondly as little Ellie took big steps her her tiny kimono and sandals!!)

-We also did erabitori for Eliana! Most of the guests had brought an object for Ellie and we ended up with:

a crystal from Sunnie, a sketchbook from Lena, a soup spoon from Tonio, a pen from me and Rohan, a coin purse from Shinobu, a ball from Okuyasu, a ruler from Tomoko, and a calculator from Koichi (since he's a teacher now!)

-We laid all the objects out for her to look at. The fortune telling rules say that whatever object she reaches for first predicts her future. Each object holds a special meaning.

-Kiddo ended up grabbing two at once--the crystal and Rohan's pen. She always had a habit of grabbing the pen out of her dad's hand~ We think she might also have an interest in fashion because of the crystal. Anything's possible!

-Everyone finished off the party outside under the sunset with big plates of tiramisu as Ellie grabbed tiny handfuls of her cake with a giant grin!!

-We couldn't have imagined any better food or a better group of friends. Coming to Morioh and meeting everyone was the ultimate good luck. I'm so grateful <3

#ellie baby birthday #ellie bb #eliana kishibe #headcanons #self ship #AriHan #ok I'll finish the art hopefully tonight and post!

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blitzisms · 1 year

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Hey hey! good to see you return to this blog. I follow you on your MM blog. Hope you're doing well

Oh, I've never left, but thank you. I'm lurking a lot and kinda just doing whatever, trying to write on whatever blog I'm able to wrangle these guys to do anything.

You guys are really awesome. It's been a bit but I should try to be here more, maybe Blitzo will work with me soon. But for now, time for shitposting because that's me babey.

And I'm doing okay, everything considered. It's been a bit hectic lately but even if it is it ain't keeping this boy down

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exocfspades-blog · 6 years

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TIME TO DAB ON PEOPLE AS I RETURN FROM THIS WEDDING AND TRAVELS

#your returning shitposts are returning soon bois #♠️🇹🇺🇷🇳 🇹🇭🇪 🇸🇵🇪🇦🇰🇪🇷🇸 🇩🇴🇼�� 🇹🇴 🇳🇪🇬🇦🇹🇮🇻🇪 🇴🇳🇪. | out of character.

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quitesins · 2 years

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Stupid shit they do with their quirks [crack]

Masterlist

Tags: Sfw, Hcs, Crack/ Mostly Humour, shitpost, gn!reader but reader isn’t involved in each one, teeny bit fluffy, aged up characters for the sake of romantic intent idk [3rd year/18], might be ooc, I don’t remember anything from mha

The boys do dumb shit with their quirks, this may be funnier in my head-

Bakugou

No one knows this, but he can create tiny fireworks in his palms. He’s always been good at quirk control, being praised for its power and force, but he’s never shown anyone this skill. The little sparks that mimicked a New Years sky; Pretty specks of colours floating in his hands, unusually gentle. Maybe he’ll show you one day, you always did seem so fascinated by his quirk… fuckin’ nerd.

Deku

With that many quirks, he’s bound to fuck up, in the most ridiculous ways… like the time he used black whip to be lazy and grab something, only to end up wrapped around your body, tugging you closer. The embarrassment of the situation made him set off another quirk, float. Before you knew it, you were struggling to stay grounded, dragged by black whip and the levitating boy.

Todoroki

I mean, he’s a prodigy, so he knows the ins and outs of his quirk pretty well. Still, it doesn’t mean he hasn’t been coaxed into doing some dumb shit by Denki his friends. Like the time he got roped into cooking meat on his shoulder. It didn’t work, just caught fire and then promptly put out by a returning Iida. He was practically sent to bed like a child, not before being scolded by the bespectacled man. Yeah. Being treated like a toddler by a man his own age, not the best, but he cant deny, he definitely warranted that treatment.

Kirishima

It’s safe and all, but there’s something about watching a man aggressively punch nails into the wall, with his bare hands, that’s just… unsettling. Or how he will use his literal teeth to tow cars, sure his jaw will be left unscathed but it still makes you wince. He seems to love it though, even allowing himself to be used as a battering ram at one point. Smile wide on his face before being smashed through a hardwood door. Kirishima… Never change.

Denki

Oh beloved Denki, what hasn’t he tried with his quirk. Give him some credit though, with a quirk like that, the possibilities are endless. Endlessly stupid, for the most part. Tried powering his gaming pc for session but ended up fainting and losing all his saves because he ran out of energy midway. Also once siphoned Bakugou’s phone of all the charge, in turn breaking it, and almost getting his bones broken by the explosive boy before Kirishima stopped him.

Sero

Despite his laid back attitude, he’s not immune to getting annoyed, especially when Bakugou seems to have an endless supply of curses to bark early in the morning. So one day, instead of waiting it out, Sero just stood, walked over to Bakugou, and taped the fucker up. Maybe he had been tired, sleepy from the lack of rest, but as soon as he realised what he’d done, Sero was running for his damn life. Nothing could hold a feral Bakugou.

Tokoyami

This man does nothing stupid with his quirk, it’s all just cute. Well, he might be embarrassed but isn’t it sweet when Dark Shadow yaps away, practically spilling all the adorable secrets of a baby Tokoyami. While the adult Tokyami still tries to affirm his place as a mystery… an obscurity… an enigma- who used to eat seeds straight from the bird feeder and sometimes chirps when he’s happy!

Silly lil drabbles because I got bored. Once again, is probably funnier in my head… anyways, I’ll have some actual fics out soon- probably- maybe? Hopefully… so don’t worry! The shit posts wont be often!!

#mha headcanons #mha crack #gn reader #fanfiction #mha x reader #mha imagines

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mrpenguinpants · 3 years

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Childe: First Kiss HCs

I tend to make things gender neutral by not putting in pronouns and just using “you” but you can definitely read this as female^^ But I completely agree, I love this boy so much. He’s my favourite character to play (im so sorry razor) until Xiao comes out. I literally have a genshin team named “waiting for xiao” and it’s just Childe and Zhongli haha.

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Today’s appreciation post goes to childes-starconch. Fitting that this is a Childe fic but ty for your support^^ I always notice you pop up as soon as I post a fic and I really enjoy seeing you. Hopefully you read this since tumblr won’t let me tag people, for whatever reason I don’t know anymore, but just saying hey, I see you 💕💕

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I’m just gonna piggy back off my last Childe fic. I’m sorry.

Semi Part 1: Fiance HCs [honestly, one of my favourites haha]

Xiao Ver: First Kiss HCs

Venti & Kaeya: Mistletoe HCs

Venti, Xingqiu, and Razor: Kissing HCs

[Masterlist]

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[taglist] <- if you want to be added, please read this first.

@hanniejji @mikeysbike @unionwitch @musekala @twistedsunnshiii @stanzastic @akaasea @xoneaboveallx @adoring-ghost @asheseiler @childelover@youaskedfurret @snowy224

@youaskedfurret @diaxfeliz @wintergreen-aix @dandelily @thegayrubberducky @lovelykittycatmeow @yuunoagivesmelife @dokidokisama @simpygrimoire @minakohasmanyhusbandos @strwbrry-lia @tigerpriestess

For some reason I can’t @ certain people. I’m talking to tumblr about it.

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Childe: First Kiss HCs

Childe was never one to shy away from affection, be it holding your hand in his or wrapping an arm around you, he was always happy to be close to you. He was always a bit territorial which lead to some embarrassing situations for you but it was from a good place in his heart. But when it came to public kisses, he preferred to keep it between you two. It felt too private of a moment that he didn’t want to broadcast to the rest of the Fatui, especially to the other Harbingers. That is to say, if he actually kissed you in the first place. For all the two braincells Childe had, one was fighting and the other was protecting his loved ones, just imagining kissing you was too much for him and he needed to go find some poor recruit and beat his inner problems out. The Fatui recruitment process would always dwindled down during his inner turmoil sessions that Scaramouche himself, had to throw his goddamn hat at Tartaglia, and yell at him to hurry up and fix his problem. It was clogging up the air.

When he tried to think about it, it shouldn’t be this hard to simply lean in for a kiss. But it was his first and while Childe might run into whatever danger or prospect of a fight without a second thought, he didn’t want to ruin it. What if he accidently bonked his forehead with yours? He should remove his mask then right? Just in case? He’s only given forehead and cheek kisses to his younger siblings so it should be the same right? Yeah he could do this, this was just another battle for Tartaglia to conquer!

But whenever he would see you or you would both sit and bask in each other’s presences. He couldn’t bring himself to initiate something or heck, even looking at your face made him a bit hot under the collar in sub-zero temperatures. He can almost hear Scaramouche and Signora laughing maniacally at him behind their hands. He’s the youngest of the Harbingers, he should get a “get out of jail for free” card that all youngest children have whenever they get into trouble. But in this case it’s murder. He quickly slaps his cheeks to get his mind off fighting for one second which startles you beside him.

The first time you’ve seen Childe shy was when he first confessed to you, stuttering that he liked you and just really badly wanted to hold your hand without using the frost of Sneznaya as an excuse. You flushed pink but nodded that you returned his feeling and slipped your hand in his. Whatever shyness Childe had was quickly wiped off his face and he cheered and brought you in for an eskimo kiss. Rubbing your nose with his as he laughed in joy, the tips of his ears and cheeks still coloured pink. You always hold that memory dear to your heart because not only was it the start of your relationship, it was the first time you felt you were staring at Ajax. Not Childe. Not Tartaglia. Just Ajax.

But now, you’re not to sure what to call this. Lately he seemed to be out of it, always staring off into space or frowning at some poor poor snowmen that did not deserve that much pressure. Was being a harbinger starting to take it’s toll on him? Did something terrible happen to his family or was the Tsaritsa being too hard on him? You were beginning to get concerned because you’ve never seen this much mental turmoil in him. This never really happened before and he usually bounced back pretty fast. Would it be better if you left him be and he sorted it out himself? Would it be better if you asked?

Childe is startled out of his thoughts of possible committed murder because he’s too scared to ask his own partner if kissing was something they could do, when he felt your hand slowly nudge his. No matter how many times he holds your hand, you’re always warm. It could be snow storming outside and the only heater he would need would be you. He offers a small but warm smile as he laces his fingers with yours. He remembers when you first started going out he was so scared about boundaries and what was okay. Brushing your fingers together and overall, not doing a good job at saying he wanted to hold hands that even he cringes slightly at his younger self - even though it wasn’t that long ago and he’s doing it again just with kisses - but now he borderline clings to you like some overgrown animal. Scaramouche’s words, not his.

It’s still evening in Snezhnaya and the Tsaritsa herself seems to be taking a vacation because there’s only a light snow falling down between the two of you. You’re both sitting outside his house while his family is inside, warm and having fun playing games. He breathes in, closes his eyes, and let’s the world fade away just a second. He slowly brings his other hand to cup your cheek, his hands are always numb and the tiny pin pricks are dancing on his fingers again before they fade away too, and guides you towards him so he can place a small kiss on your fore head. Then tilts your face to the side so he can kiss your cheek. Brings his nose near yours to nuzzle against. Then hesitates when his lips hover above yours.

“Ajax is there something bothering you?” you ask softly, you’re so close to each other that all you can see is him. The small puffs of breathe you both take bounce off each other’s face before evaporating into the air. You never really took the time to appreciate Ajax’s bright blue eyes. His pupil from this distance seems to be slitted too.

“Hm? Ah no, of course not. Where did you get that idea?” he tries to laugh it off and tries to move back before you quickly bring your hand to the back of his head and nudge him forward so he stays in place. It wasn’t like him to run away from something, it was really starting to bother you what could get Ajax of all people to retreat from something.

“You know if there’s anything that’s bothering you, you can talk to me right?” you asked as you brought both your hands to cup his face as you softly rubbed circles just under his ear. He closed his eyes and hmmed happily at your actions and nuzzled further into your hand before turning his head inward to kiss your palm. Before relaxing and parting his eyelids half way as he seemed to be back in concentration mode. Before awkwardly saying what was troubling him these past few days.

“So wait, you mean to tell me that this entire time I was worried about you. How out of it you were and how many fights you’ve been getting into. Was because you wanted a kiss?” you asked dumfounded as he pouted but nodded. You sighed but bonked your foreheads together softly, “You’re such an idiot....C’mere.”

“Wha-”

You grab the scarf on his harbinger uniform and tug him forward as your lips slot over his. You kiss him hard and for a few seconds as Ajax just stares at you as his brain tries to catch up, before his eyes seem to dilate and he kisses you back just as hard. All his past worries are quickly thrown out the window as slowly pushes you on your back, cushioned by the soft snow, as he basks in the feeling. It’s a bit sloppy given this is both your first kisses but that’s what adds to the charm. You both have to separate at some point for oxygen but Childe looks like he’s ready to dive in again.

“One more,” he pants as he goes in for another but you quickly place your hand in the way so he ends up kissing your palm. He whines but you chuckle at him, place a small kiss on the back of your palm of where his lips would be, and push him off you. You’re both still outside his families home and you aren’t in the mood to be caught in this kind of position. Especially not in front of his younger siblings. He rests his cheek on your shoulder and looks at you, trying to make his eyes bigger and look like a kicked puppy. You sigh as you give a small pet on his head, running your fingers through your hair. What a troublesome partner you’ve gotten.

“Alright, one more.”

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My entire taglist was just made for the “Enemies” to “Lovers” post and I still haven’t started hehe. Trust me, it’s coming. I’ve got requests for it and we’re slowly getting there. The entire time I’m writing this I’m just thinking “honey..no, that’s not how this works.” God you’re so dumb. I hate you. You’re my favourite character. Pour one out for Xiao, I was going to make this a crack fic too but ended up making it somewhat serious.

So yeah, xiao is a cat and childe is a fox. In other news, water is wet. But I did actually google fox behaviors just for this shitpost. ALRIGHT TIME TO SPIN THE WHEEL OF “WILL TUMBLR BE NICE TO ME?” OR DO I NEED TO DOUBLE REPOST AGAIN.

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lovelyjasmari · 2 years

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Twisted Wonderland Reaction Part 6 ~ Yelling at the Tweels Edition

Finally! We are finally done with chapter 3 in EN! Hoping we get the beginnings of chapter 4 soon! ✨

Before we dive back under the sea, I’ll be posting the first part of my SECOND Danica vignette story this coming Friday. I honestly didn’t think I’d write a second one so soon after finishing the first but I had so much fun writing it. TWIST has taken over my life and has given me brain worms. So here we are. 😭

Now onto the fish mafia! Warning: pic heavy with a lotta swearing, shitposting, yelling at the tweels and one or two NSFW jokes. 🤐

When Trein’s cat catches you nodding off in class...

Yuulan, sweetie, I’m think you’re becoming a tad too self-aware for your own good...

Ahh, don’t be like that, Mr. Grumpy-Puss! You know you’ll miss us when we’re gone!

Damn right, Jack! LETS FUCKING GOOOOO!!!

Okay...so...this implies that The Little Mermaid exists in this world as a movie WHILE KING TRITON STILL EXISTS AS A REAL HISTORICAL FIGURE. And considering the implications with what happens later in the mirror...ahhh...my head hurts...

Also, I could literally hear the moans from the Disney execs collective circle jerk as they added this line. They aren’t wrong though, that last “I love you, Daddy” from Ariel never fails to pull at my heartstrings. 😭💕

BUT WHY DOESN’T THE MERMAN HAVE EYES?!

Aaaand, with the return of eel-Jade, comes the departure of God from the chat. I swear to God I’m not normally a fish fucker, idk what is going on! 😳😳😳

SHUT THE FUCK UP! I CANT EVEN ANYMORE! 💀

Well ain’t that rich! Coming from the man telling us to steal a photo from a museum. It’s probably a very cute photo too! 😤

And I have Tsunotaro to thank for it! 😁

Why does this sound like something I would have said like 15 years ago?

Shut up, Grim! He’s trying to enslave half the school and repossess our house! A little bullying is perfectly appropriate!

NO SHIT SHERLOCK

Oh wow, oh wow! Again, I know this is supposed to be horrific, but I LOVE THIS DESIGN! It’s so pretty! This is probably the most gorgeous overblot design so far. At least until I see Vil’s overblot.

And what the hell were you talking about before, Azul? You look stunning as an octopus! SHUSH! 😍😍😤

SHUT UP! You aren’t one to talk when did the exact same thing in the last chapter!

SEE?! He agrees with me!

Floyd, sweetheart, my sweet feral child, please be stop talking before I beat you with a stick (affectionate).

At least these two have the right idea, such good boys. ❤

Yuulan: It may be a raggedy ass shack, but it’s MY raggedy ass shack!

Damn, sweetie, don’t look so thrilled to to see me. Especially when I brought you Dairy Queen. 😭

Ummm...thank you?

You’re gonna stop teasing me with those fangs, or no Dairy Queen for you!

Nope. ya’ll just missed him. He’s probably fed up with you two squabbling over him all the time.

WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?! Like I KNOW what it is, but WHY?! WHY?! WHY IS THE RAT HERE?! WHYYYYYYY?

When I showed this to my brother, he made an Unreality joke and said perhaps Mickey found Twisted Wonderland while trying to find Quadranum. I screamed into my pillow for a good 5 minutes.

Yuulan: GET OUT OF MY...oh? Museum trip! Hell yeah I’m down for that!

Jack simping for King Triton...😂

Ah shit, here we go again...

Welp, that’s all of chapter 3! Now let’s look at of Jade’s dorm uniform story!

I have never wanted so to be a shoe so badly, hell I’ve never wanted to be a FOOT so badly! Ughhhhh. 😭😭😭

Sometimes, these jokes write themselves. 🤐

LIKE HOW HE WORMED HIS WAY INTO MINE?! 👀

#twisted wonderland #jas reads twst #shitpost

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malecacidd · 3 years

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yesss poly jatp fic recs pls :D

I have SO many so I'm gonna do a mix of different ships

Luke/Alex/Willie

I've only recently gotten into this ship but I love it with my entire heart,,, it's just,,, them,,,

The Storm Before The Rainbow by @random-nerd-3

Luke has been harboring crushes for Willie since he met the guy six months ago, and he's been in love with Alex since they broke up in high school. When he runs away from them during a storm he goes to Reggie, Bobby and Nick for advice, and then like always Luke returns home to his lighthouse, guiding him home whenever he's adrift in the sea.

Reggie/Luke/Bobby

As well all know, my personal favorite KFKXKDKDK I love these boys sO much and I'm about to rec pretty much every fic in their tag get ready

i guess we belong to each other by @sunsetcurvecuddles

“Shut up,” Bobby grumbles, and dumps the whole pile of blankets on top of Reggie. “You guys are stupid. You're both out here, in the freezing cold, and neither of you come wake me up?”

“We didn't want—” Luke starts, at the same time as Reggie insists, “You were sleeping—!”

Or, Luke and Reggie huddle in the cold studio until Bobby comes to (grouchily) warm them up.

The Inherent Intimacy of Writing a Country Song by @oldsmobile-hotdogs

Bobby and Luke hadn't really known what to expect when they finally gave in to Reggie's begging and pleading for them to learn a country song, just the three of them.

what a blessing (to feel your love) by wildflower (on ao3)

luke has two approaches to his crushes:

- nice and soft, joke with him not about him, be sweet because he's sweet (reggie)

- put shaving cream under his pillow. put a note in his locker that says "get out of my band loser". call him a nice petname, like, scum of the earth. (bobby)

or:

reggie Knows bobby and luke like each other. but it also turns very confusing and just something doesn't add up, ever. until it does.

Anddddd shameless self promo here is a link to all of my rebuke fics on ao3

Alex/Reggie/Luke/Bobby

Polycurve,,,, my beloved,,,

Red Cast by InvisibleAce (on ao3)

Reggie overhears something he shouldn't. Upset, he goes home and has to deal with his drunken mom.

In the mists of helping her, he falls down the stairs and breaks his wrist. He'd call the guys if they weren't the reason for his current heartbreak.

All This Feeling Second Best, It’s Got Me by the Throat by @aroacethetic-shitpost

Bobby Reynolds didn't know much, but he did know three things.

One: His band — Alex, Luke, and Reggie — were his best friends.

Two: The three of them were inseparable. Soulmates, even, as cheesy as that sounded.

Three: He was never going to be a part of that.

classic bobby pining angst with a side of touch starved, coming right up!

A Tomb With a View by InvisibleAce (on ao3)

It seemed to happen in slow motion. The man on stage looked up, flicking his hair out of his face with the quick motion of his head. Luke’s eyes went wide, anxiety and hope bloomed in his chest as he took in Bobby.

The boys find a familiar face when visiting the Hollywood Ghost Club

Alex/Luke/Reggie

Not my absolute favorite, but I have a few recs for the boysss

Hearts on Fire by @aroacethetic-shitpost

Alex gets dared to kiss someone.

He freezes. He and Luke had just broken up, and while he wouldn’t mind getting to kiss him again, it seems like that would just cause more problems. So he picks Reggie. They’re friends, right? What’s a little kissing between friends?

He didn’t expect Reggie to be so… good at it.

sunset curve ot3 ftw babey! here's some boys pining and angsting and getting together and kissing

We are here, together. by What_point (on ao3)

Is this okay?" asked Alex, his face so close Reggie could feel his breath against his cheek.

"Yeah,"— Reggie cleared his throat when it comes out high pitched —"Yeah, this is okay."

"Just okay?" Luke's voice was muffled. Reggie could feel his lips move through his shirt while he talked.

"No, yeah, more than okay, it's great." His voice cracked, shooting up at the end.

Julie/Luke/Reggie

THEM!!!!! THEM THEM THEM!!!!! I LOVE THEM MORE THAN ANYTHING!!!

love like a storm by thessalonike (on ao3)

“He’s afraid, isn’t he?” she asks Reggie later. “Of thunder?”

Reggie winces, caught in the lie of omission... but at least he knows better than to play dumb about it. “Yeah,” he sighs, running a hand through his hair. “Kind of? It’s more... the storms themselves, really. Since he was a kid, they’ve always freaked Luke out. He used to hide in his bedroom closet during the worst ones... it made him feel safe. I think he still goes there now, even though his parents don’t know he’s around.”

Julie’s heart breaks for him all over again — Luke, frightened and lonely, beyond even the comfort of his parents, riding out the storm surge on his own.

They can’t allow that. There’s got to be something they can do.

Not a Burn of Jealousy by snowflake97 (on ao3)

Flynn didn’t know what she was expecting when she rushed to Julie’s house following the latest 9-1-1 text, but it wasn’t that she would find her best friend on YouTube, watching videos of her own band performing.

“I think Luke’s in love with Reggie.” Julie moaned as she spotted her friend, paused the video, and then flopped back onto her bed.

Julie has a revelation that there might be something going on between Luke and Reggie, which is a shame, because she knows she's got a crush on Luke. But she soon realises that things aren't even as simple as that, when she discovers that she also has feelings for Reggie.

thinking out loud by thessalonike (on ao3)

Julie never knows what she's going to walk in on, nowadays. Two ghosts bustling around her kitchen, trying to figure out how to make pasta, is just the latest in a long string of surprises.

“If anyone could burn pasta, it’d be you guys,” she muses.

Luke grins at her. “We come with a lotta talents.”

And Julie is impossibly fond of them both.

These aren't all the ones I have but they are my favorites!! Please talk to me about them if you do read them I love them so much jdkzkdkzk

#ask #asks #fic recs

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20rubixcubes · 3 years

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enhypen as baristas

maknae line x gn!reader (comedy, fluff, mild angst)

~1.2k words ea (headcanons)

warnings: cursing

a/n: i just wrote this for funsies, please be mindful that there is heavy swearing in these headcanons (particularly in ni-ki’s part), so if that isn’t your taste, perhaps skip this one! other than that, the rest of this is pretty chill, so i hope you enjoy my shitposting. oh, and lmk if you like this enough to want part two with the hyung line 👀 just maybe i’ll do it

sunoo

was only recently employed as an afternoon shift employee and was both shocked and distressed after discovering the cafe didnt have an instagram

“what do you MEAN you dont have instagram??? how do we post selfies???” “sunoo we sell coffee” “NO ONE WANTS COFFEE JUNGWON THEY WANT CUTE BARISTAS”

starts an instagram for the cafe and takes aesthetic pictures of his latte art

his selfies get way more likes though

speaking of his latte art, he masters the skill like a week in and everyone else is incredibly jealous

their jealousy wears off when jungwon tells him that he has to start training the new apprentices

pretends he forgot how to do it for like a week but it hurts his pride so he begrudgingly agrees to train the apprentices instead

in his free time he can be found snapping pictures around the shop, eventually expanding to taking pictures of the others too

“sunghoon stop moving you look cute and i need to take a photo” “sunoo im holding hot milk” “does it look like i care beauty is pain sweetie”

other than that, he sometimes sits in the booths to snack on muffins and do his homework since he only comes in to the shop for about an hour during his school lunch break and on the weekends

you meet sunoo after applying for an apprenticeship, wanting to get a job before you finish high school and start college

seen as though jungwon looks like the boss, you approach him, nervous for your first shift

“i’m here for the apprenticeship program?” “oh yeah! one second!”

he trots off to the back room, leaving you standing awkwardly in the middle of the cafe

“SUNOO GET OFF JAY YOU HAVE AN APPRENTICE TO TRAIN” “*gasp* YOU MADE ME SMUDGE HIS LIPSTICK I'M QUITTING” “NO YOURE NOT GET OUT THERE RIGHT NOW”

the yelling pauses before who you presume is sunoo stomps through the back room door, a scowl on his face

he spots you, groaning loudly “are you the apprentice?”

“yes” you say meekly, guilty for seeming to ruin his shift

he gestures you to follow him behind the counter, pulling an apron out from under the sink and shoving it to your chest

its clear that hes pissed, yanking his tools out from the cupboards as you tie your apron behind your back quietly

“have you made coffee before?” “only instant coffee” “oh fantastic”

he seems to be getting more irritated by the minute before he takes a deep breath and starts directing you around the machines

“to do the art, you angle the mug like this and draw with the milk, but it wont show until it reaches the top so dont go crazy”

as if its nothing, he demonstrates by drawing a perfect swan in the milk, setting the latte down and dusting his hands off

“wow… thats amazing” “i know right? no one here appreciates me enough” “they should! this is the best i’ve ever seen”

he grins at your compliment, nodding with satisfaction and sending a wave of relief over you as you notice he looks less angry with you now

“um… im sorry if i interrupted whatever you were doing before” “oh, that? i was just doing jay’s makeup” “you like makeup? me too! i’ve never seen a boy interested in it though, thats really cool” you smile genuinely at him as he blinks in surprise

“really? you think its cool?” “definitely!”

you watch the gears turn in his head before he smiles widely, seeming to have come to some kind of revelation as he nods

“i like you.”

your cheeks heat up immediately, but before you can say anything in return, he starts calling out for jungwon, leaning over the counter

“JUNGWOOON, CAN WE HAVE THIS ONE?”

“well thats up to them” he looks up from the table hes wiping down, adjusting his apron as he walks over to the counter

“so youre all finished with the course? i hope sunoo wasnt too much for you”

“i wasnt! anyways, youre employed, okay?” “sunoo stop theyre just an apprentice”

he groans loudly, irritated once more as he whips his head to you

“you have to work here, ok? i said so, so come back and apply or i’ll be mad!”

you laugh at his antics and smile “i’ll see what i can do”

after jungwon pries sunoo off of your arm, you return your apron and leave the shop with a wave

“YOU BETTER COME BACK!” is the last thing you hear as you step out onto the street, the bell ringing to signal your exit

a week later, you return to the shop, slightly anxious that your new friend(?) might have forgotten about you

but this is quickly washed away when you hear a high pitched squeal from the counter

“JUNGWON! HURRY THE FUCK UP AND GET THE FORMS THEYRE HERE”

you laugh as you approach the counter, a teasing tone on your voice

“are you supposed to be talking to your boss like that?” “whats he gonna do? fire me? im the only one who can make coffee in this place” “true”

soon enough, jungwon comes out of his hiding place, his hands clasped together

“im really sorry to ask this but please, you have to work here, sunoo hasnt shut up about you all week and i dont know if i can stand him anymore, i’ll even pay you extra please dear god”

you give sunoo a look, only receiving an innocent smile and puppy eyes back

“sure, i’ll take the job!”

jungwon sighs in relief as sunoo begins jumping up and down, yelling something about having his own little baby to take care around the shop as you groan, covering your blushing face

once you have your hours established (sunoo made you take the same as all of his, but you did the nights instead of the afternoons on the weekends, to his displeasure), you get straight to working

… well, sort of

it was hard to get work done with sunoo pestering you around the clock

“you think im cute right?” “yes sunoo” “even though i have bags under my eyes? “yes sunoo” “you promise?” “yes sunoo” “good”

admittedly he is slightly of help when it comes to the more fiddly parts of making coffee, but every other second of the day he seems to be flirting nonstop

“can i kiss you?” “no” “why not” “sunoo we’ve been over this” “BEING AT WORK ISNT A VALID EXCUSE”

worn down after his incessant yelling all day, you find yourself snapping faster than usual

“we’re not even dating, sunoo! why would i kiss you!? just stop playing with my feelings already!”

for the first time since you’ve known him, sunoo goes quiet

“why not?”

“what are you talking about now sunoo?” “why arent we dating”

now its your turn to go quiet

“do you not like me?” “what? no, sunoo-” before you can reason with him, you watch him quickly rush away from you around the counter, slamming the break room door behind him with tears in his eyes

cursing to yourself, you ensure there are no customers to serve before quickly darting after him

after looking around a bit, you hear sniffling from the supply closet and knock on the door quietly

“sunoo?” “leave me alone!”

you sigh, taking a step back and turning on your heel to face the opposite direction, running a hand through your hair as you think

you spot a dog bed at your feet, suddenly remembering that jake usually keeps his dog supplies covered in dog hair in the closet

“sunoo arent you allergic to dogs?”

“... *sniffle* y-yeah”

after you persuade him to come out by mentioning that his face is going to get all puffy, he steps out, eyes glued to the floor as he looks away from you in shame

placing a hand on his shoulder, you speak to him softly

“sunoo, look at me”

he does, hesitantly, his eyes red and watery and, as you said, puffy and inflamed

despite this, you smile

“i do like you back”

his eyes start watering again, your heart skipping a beat in fear that you had said something wrong

“e-even if my face is all puffy and gross?” his voice wobbles, the tears filling his eyes giving him a sense of vulnerability as you sigh

“yes, even if your face is all puffy and gross”

he smiles at that, shutting his eyes cutely as you press a kiss to his cheek

“and theres your kiss”

he whines “i was supposed to do that!”

“you can do it after we finish work, okay?” “WORK STILL ISNT A VALID EXCUSE…. but maybe today just because i need to ice my face” “yeah you really should, can you even see?” “no not at all” “great”

jungwon

the previous manager left suddenly and jungwon was given a semi-forced promotion as he was the only employee with at least half of a brain cell

poor boy is stressed 24/7

doesnt get paid enough for this

“hey jungwon we ran out out of coffee bea-” “I ORDERED NEW ONES FOUR HOURS AGO NOW SHUT UP IM TRYING TO MAKE SURE THE BOSS DOESNT FIND JAKE’S DOG SHELTER IN THE SUPPLY CLOSET”

goes through hell every day just to make sure the others dont burn the cafe down

is supposed to be on the morning shift but he stays until the afternoon

in his rare moments of downtime, he likes to go around and water the hanging plants around the shop

is that one vine where the mom listens to nicki minaj for the first time and screams “no” over and over whenever ni-ki gets control of the cafe music

“RIKI NISHIMURA WHAT IS THAT ON THE SPEAKERS” “ITS OUR LORD AND SAVIOUR ARIANA GRANDE” “TURN IT OFF THIS IS NOT PG13” “SHUT THE FUCK UP GRANDPA”

is only 16 but acts like a 32-year-old father going through a midlife crisis

lifts boxes of supplies all day yet his joints are famously brittle

“hey jungwon did you hear glass shattering too?” “sorry jay that was my back” “you need to invest in physical therapy” “maybe if i wasnt paying for property damage every other week 😊”

you meet jungwon when you drop into the cafe for a croissant and a coffee before your class starts

usually you come at night maybe an hour before closing so you had never seen him before, but here you were watching this cute but clearly stressed boy scramble around the shop carrying boxes of supplies to the back

trying not to be creepy, you sigh, turning back to your phone after watching him for a solid five minutes straight

as you do, you hear a crash coming from what you assume is the supply closet followed by a disgruntled groan

pausing, looking around at the other customers typing away at their laptops and waiting for another staff member to go check on the boy, you stand up as you discern that he must be the only one working and hesitantly go to see if he’s okay

“hello? are you okay?” you peer through the door, your eyes widening at the sight of him rubbing his head with a wince on his features, supplies strewn around him at his feet and a box knocked over beside him

“ah… um, yes, i’m okay, sorry if i disturbed you with that noise…” he smiles bashfully, pulling himself back onto his feet

“do you need help with all of that stuff?”

he opens his mouth to protest, not wanting to have to ask for help from a customer, but after seeing the amount of crap off of the shelves, he realises that there is no way in hell he’s going to be able to clean all of it up alone before his shift ends

“um… is that okay?” his cheeks flush with embarrassment as you smile

“sure!”

over the next couple of hours you two establish a little system of bagging the spilt supplies and passes them to eachother to put in boxes, chatting never ceasing as you discover that you actually have a lot of things in common

“since you work here, what’s your favourite kind of coffee?” “i like lattes… i cant stand bitter things” “me too! my friend drinks espressos though” “ditch them”

you also find out that he started being homeschooled after becoming the manager as he doesnt have time to attend normal school

the both of you find yourselves laughing nonstop, having fun in eachother’s company

so much so that you end up late for school

“oh shit! i completely missed my first class”

guilty for making you late, he offers to take you

“i can take you?” “you drive?” “well….. not exactly”

once sunoo and ni-ki arrive to care for the shop, he takes you out to the car park, pulling a spare helmet out of his backpack and securing it on your head before giving your head a pat as he gets onto his scooter

“you look cute” “i look like a bug” “a cute bug”

once you get to school, face red after having to hold onto him the entire time, you hop off and pass him the helmet with a shy smile

“thanks for driving me” you mutter, brushing off imaginary dirt from your shirt as you do your best to avoid eye contact, your face still flushed and heart racing

is it possible to develop a crush on someone this quickly???

jungwon is so cute that he makes it possible, you surmise

“of course” he mirrors your nervous smile, a blush finding its way to his own cheeks

as you bow and spin on your heel to start walking inside, he stops you

“wait!”

“what is it?” you turn to him, your heart still thundering against your ribcage at the fond expression he has plastered on his features

“actually… can i pick you up? after school?”

when you pause, your face growing hotter and hotter, he begins to sputter

“i-i’m really sorry, its fine if not! that was way too forward, i just really like you and- oh god that was even more forward- um-” “okay” “yeah i’m sorry that was a stupid questio- wait, what?”

before he can say anything else, your smile widens

“i’ll see you later, okay? don’t be late!” you wave, skipping into the building with a fluffy feeling in your chest

with an awkward wave, jungwon watches you leave, his mouth wide open in shock before a grin replaces his expression

getting back into his seat, the lovestruck smile never leaving his face as he drives off, he begins to count down the minutes until he gets to see you again

ni-ki

works the afternoon shift

technically an apprentice but he gets paid and has been there forever so basically an employee at this point

or he would be if he ever actually made coffee

he sits with the work phone all morning and chooses the music

perpetually dancing to 7 rings by ariana grande (look up his cover. youre welcome in advance)

jungwon and jay scream at him to at least do the mopping to which he complies, but not without performing a whole ass concert with it

once they saw him twirl and dip the mop

eventually they just told him to go back to curating the music because he was scaring customers away and they were losing business

he was horrible at cleaning anyway

“hey jungwon i think i got window cleaner in your plant” “im firing you” “i dont even go here” “STOP QUOTING MEAN GIRLS AND FIX THE DAMAGE YOUVE CAUSED”

you meet ni-ki while youre drinking your coffee at a booth and he plays your favourite obscure indie song so you have to compliment his taste and get to talking

he plays your favourite songs whenever youre in the shop and audibly hisses at anyone who tries to change it

makes choreography to said songs at home and tries to impress you by casually belting it out by your booth

when you compliment his dancing and ask how long hes been practicing that choreography hes all like “oh hahaha it was just casual freestyle super easy peasy”

(hes been practicing for two weeks)

thought he was being super obvious by doing these things but apparently nOT because you have not caught the hint at all and hes getting impatient

asks for advice from the others begrudgingly

“give them flowers” “jay thats so boring” “do you want to use one of my dogs? everyone loves dogs” “wtf jake since when have you had more than one dog” “make them latte art with a heart on it” “sunoo ive literally never made a coffee in my life” “why dont you just ask them out like a normal perso-” “shut the fuck up grandpa thats so weird no one does that”

eventually he settles on sunoo’s idea of making you latte art and he embarks on his journey to make his first coffee

rather than focusing on the actual taste, sunoo tells him to just do whatever so that he can show him how to do the art

“why is it green ni-ki” “you said to do whatever” “and your first idea was to make poison? idk if this is the best idea if youre trying to ask this person out” “shut up and pass me the milk”

burns his hands on the steaming milk jug at least fifteen times and ends up with so many bandaids on his fingers

despite how stiff the bandages are on his hands, he eventually manages to make a sort-of legible heart

“it looks like africa” “have you ever had steamed milk poured on your eyes sunoo?”

poor ni-ki waits for you all day, his heart leaping every time the bell on the door rings only to roll his eyes when it isnt you

he even stays past his shift so youd better let him take you on a date or hes quitting

when you finally arrive he trips over the bucket at his feet he was using to clean and spills dirty water all over his pants

“omg ni-ki are you okay what happened” *five octaves higher* “NOTHING I'M COMPLETELY FINE WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT”

by the time he’s finished cleaning himself up (and by that i mean fixing his hair in the mirror for twenty minutes) he takes a deep breath and walks over to you, somewhat cold latte in hand

“um,” he clears his throat, his face growing red as he slides the mug towards you “i made this for you”

“aw thanks ni-ki! why is it green” “........its matcha?”

youre slightly suspicious but you look back to the mug and slowly realise that the “drawing” slightly resembles a heart, smiling a little bit to yourself

when you look back to him, youre a little confused as to why hes just standing there

“is something wrong?” you press the mug to your lips, taking a sip

“o-uh uh actually, i wanted to ask if… if you would uh maybe sort of go on a date with me”

you can only smile

“yes, but…”

his heart starts beating faster, watching you anxiously

you stand up, taking the notepad and pen from his apron pocket and scribbling your phone number

“only if you promise to learn how to make actual coffee” you wink, handing him the notepad and sauntering out of the shop

hes stood there dumbstruck, stars in his eyes at the slip of paper in his hand

but then he realises: he has a new mission

rushing to the back room, he slams the door open

“grandpa, i need you to teach me how to make coffee right now” “literally why do i pay you”

with your promise in mind, the others see him work more diligently at the counter than they ever have before

“wow youre actually working today?” “shut up i need to figure out how to do this butterfly before i pry my eyes out with a fork” “haha funny joke ni-” “did i stutter”

at the end of the week, he forces heeseung (the cafe’s best coffee maker) and sunoo (the cafe’s best latte artist) to judge his latte

“this is… surprisingly good” heeseung peers into the mug, smiling at the swan ni-ki created with the latte foam as sunoo grumbles “dont tell me im gonna have to start competing with this kid, it probably tastes gross” “it tastes amazing too” “im quitting”

with his coworkers’ notes in mind, he finally works up the nerve to send you a quick message telling you to come into the shop

when you arrive the next day, ni-ki greets you and immediately gets to work, making sure to stand as close as humanly possible to your booth so he can show off his newly acquired coffee making skills

with you only inches away, he does make a mistake and spill milk on his shirt after looking at you and not his hands for a second too long, but you decide to give him the benefit of the doubt when he sets the mug in front of you

“wow! this heart is perfect!”

you smile, looking up to him “did you seriously learn how to do latte art just so you could take me on a date?” “… y-yeah, and?”

you can only chuckle as you press the mug to your lips, readying yourself to drink liquid dirt…

“this is… really good!” you grin, taking another sip and putting the mug down on its saucer

“i think you’ve definitely earned yourself a date… or two”

at this news, ni-ki’s face lights up, shoving the urge to scream down his throat before nodding stiffly to try and contain his excitement with a strained “cool” escaping his lips

“are you okay ni-ki?” “yes just give me one second”

he quickly scrambles to the break room, a moment of silence wafting through the store before a shrill scream fills the air

eyes wide, you turn to jay, who had been manning the till, after hearing him burst into laughter

“what is he doing?”

“we told him the freezer was sound proof”

#grumbles i guess i will tag #enhypen #enhypen x reader #enhypen headcanons #kim sunoo #yang jungwon #nishimura riki #kim sunoo x reader #yang jungwon x reader #nishimura riki x reader

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rinkunokoisuru · 4 years

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I don’t normally write fan fics, not to mention actually share them, so I’m super nervous, but whatever, here we go This is based on the comic by @horrendoushag because I saw @lexosaurus‘s tags. Also some inspiration from some other fics seeing as I’ve read a lot of them.

Danny paused his game of Doomed and slid his over-sized set of headphones to his neck with a sigh at the knock on the door. He wasn't expecting Sam or Tucker to come over, and he knew that Jazz was at the library working on her thesis, so that really only left one or both of his parents as the one responsible. He swung his chair slightly towards the door as the knocking continued. "Yeah?" Danny called, voice raised. "Danny, can we come in? We need to talk with you." As suspected, it was his parents. Yes he'd forgotten to clean the lab again, and yes he'd only barely passed most of his classes, but this wasn't anything new for him. Besides, classes had only just ended for the semester, so it was unlikely that that was what they wanted to talk about since report cards hadn't even been sent home yet. Mentally preparing himself, he decided that he'd just have to let them come in and talk his way out of whatever it was they had to say or just accept the in-coming grounding. "Uh. Yeah, I guess." His mother opened the door and stepped to the side to allow his father space to enter the room.

"So what did you want to talk about?" Danny asked nervously. Maddie's lips were pulled tight and if the hood of her hazmat suit had been pulled back, Danny was sure the fire in her eyes would have been enough to make him shrink even further into his seat. Glancing towards his dad's more expressive face in hopes that he had just misinterpreted, Danny could see that he was just upset as his mother, though with a hint of confusion mixed in as well. "Would you care to explain this, young man?" She held up her phone for Danny to see the screen. From where he was sitting, he couldn't really see what the fuss was about. "It's, uh, twitter?" he shrugged before crossing his arms. "Danny-boy," his father stated sternly. "Alright, alright. Let me see," he grabbed for the phone. As he browsed through what his mother had passed to him, Danny felt his stomach flop in a mix of fear and embarrassment. "Well, Danny?" she tapped her foot impatiently. "What's all this about you dating that menace, Phantom?" Danny winced and sunk further into his chair. He never expected his parents would go on twitter in the first place, let alone find his profile. Phantom had had his own twitter profile for only a week before he'd been assaulted by people claiming ghosts weren't real, that they were his biggest fans, that he was scum that needed to be eradicated, people asking if he would date them, and other uncomfortable comments. Danny had learned to either ignore them or play along and quickly became known for his shitposts. The fact that he was dating himself had started as just a joke with Sam and Tucker to try to aggravate Wes, it had been inconceivable at the time that his parents would ever find those tweets. Yet here they were. "I can explain?" He could not explain. "Well let's hear it then, Danny," his mom replied, raising an eyebrow. The impatient foot tapping continued as he stared at the bedroom floor. He brought his hand up to rub at his neck, a nervous habit of his, as he wracked his brain for an excuse. The uncomfortable silence dragged on for what felt like hours to Danny, though was only about a minute before his dad broke it. "Danny," Jack soothed, placing his sizable hand on his son's significantly smaller shoulder, "we understand that you're getting older and starting to make a lot of your own decisions, but your mother and I are worried about you. It just isn't safe to spend so much time around such a dangerous ghost." "Phantom isn't dangerous." "I know Phantom is very popular with kids your age, but he is dangerous. He pretends to protect the town, but who knows what he could do if he decided to stop faking it," Maddie added. Danny jerked away from his father's hold and jumped out of his chair, only barely able to stop his eyes from glowing an unnatural ectoplasmic green. "No! Jazz and I keep telling you! Phantom doesn't pose a threat to humans." Jack narrowed his eyes with skepticism, and Danny was sure his mother was doing the same beneath her goggles. Letting out an exasperated huff, Danny continued, "You guys are too caught up in your 'research' to even consider that a ghost could be good. When was the last time you even talked with a ghost?" "Danny..." his mother started. Both of his parents had heard this same argument from Jazz plenty of times by now. "No, listen. You never listen. Phantom isn't going to hurt me!" "You can't know that." "Yes! I can!" "And how is that!" Maddie's lips impossibly pressed even thinner, her whole stance becoming more aggressive. "Because I'm Phantom!" His parents seemed to deflate at this outburst. As soon as he realized what he'd said, his hands flew to his mouth and he allowed the cold rush of invisibility to run over him. ---- It had been two weeks now since Danny had accidentally revealed to his parents that he and Phantom were one and the same. While the experience had been less than pleasant at the time, in hindsight it had been a pretty stupid way for his secret alter ego to come out. Jazz had come home not long after the confrontation. When she found out what had happened, she had some words of her own and stormed out to find Danny. As soon he returned safely, the whole family sat down to have a civil discussion about the news that Danny had been half ghost for almost two full years before they found out. To Danny's relief, his parent's had instantly accepted him, though that didn't stop them from feeling like they were at fault for what happened to him. Most of those two weeks since the outburst had been spent assuring his parents he was okay and that he didn't blame them. In fact he liked being part ghost. All things considered, things went much better than he thought they ever would have. Though that didn't stop things from being a little awkward when it came to Danny using his powers. ---- Danny and his friends slid into their usual booth at the Nasty Burger, Sam making sure to sit as far from the trays with meat as she could lest her stomach turn at the smell. Tucker lifted his Nasty burger and took a large whiff before shoving it into his mouth. "Sho how are your parentsh adjushting to you being Phantom?" "Please swallow your food before talking, Tucker," Sam rolled her eyes. Danny picked up one of his french fries and mindlessly dipped it into his ketchup. "I think they're doing alright. I'm still kind of hesitant to transform in front of them though." "I understand that. You basically lied to them for the past two years. It's going to take time for them to be completely comfortable with your ghost half," Sam said, picking at her slightly wilted salad. "Ugh, you sound like Jazz," Danny groaned, tossing his uneaten fry back onto the tray. "I know it's going to take time for them to get used to it." "They did say they want to support you, dude," Tucker gulped down the rest of the greasy burger. "Maybe you just need to expose them to a little more of your ghostly side," he wiggled his fingers for emphasis before pilfering some of Danny's fries, "Just use your powers around the house more often, man. Think of all the things you can do without worrying about getting caught now!" Danny glared briefly at the fry thief before turning back to his food with a sigh. "Maybe you have a point, Tuck." "Of course I do." "Maybe talk to Jazz about this plan first, just in case." "Better point," Danny replied before smacking Tucker's wandering hand away from his food once again. "Ouch! You weren't even eating those!" "They're still my fries." For the rest of their lunch, the group of teens mostly chatted about what movies they were looking forward to, which ghosts had been most annoying lately, and what other plans they had for their summer vacation. Eventually though, the trio had to go their separate ways. Sam's mother had plans to drag her daughter to some sort of benefit for the umpteenth time and Tucker had promised a group of his online friends that he'd help them out in some new game they were playing, so Danny waved goodbye and headed home by himself. It wasn't long before he'd arrived at his own doorstep and made his way upstairs. Danny considered dropping into bed and taking a nap before some ghost inevitably dropped in, but found himself wandering over to Jazz's room instead. Seeing the door was ajar, he quietly rapped on the door frame until his sister looked up from whatever she was working on. "What's up, Danny?" Jazz asked, a small smile on her face as she scooted her chair away from her desk so she could look at her brother while they spoke. He shuffled into the room and leaned against the wall. It took hardly any time for Danny to explain what he had discussed with Sam and Tucker, leaving Jazz looking pensive. "It actually seems like a pretty good idea to me," she finally said. "I think it might be good for all three of you. Especially since Mom and Dad aren't trying to shoot you anymore," she smirked. Danny let go of the tension he hadn't realized he'd been holding. "Thanks, Jazz." "No problem, little brother," she smiled gently. Danny sent back a small smile of his own and left the room, allowing Jazz to return to her work. --- "Danny?" "Yeah, Mom?" he called from the living room. "Can you help me with dinner, sweetie?" Rather than gather the energy to stand from his relaxed position on the couch, Danny tucked his phone into his pocket and allowed the cold feeling at his core to overtake him. There was a bright flash of light and suddenly where there had sat the blue-eyed, black-haired Fenton, was instead the blindingly bright white hair and toxic green eyes of his Phantom form. Now was as good a time as any to start using his powers around his parents more often. He let the weightlessness that came more naturally in his ghost form take over and lazily floated into the kitchen. "What did you need help with?" his voice echoed ominously. His mother jolted in surprise before once again composing herself. "I was just hoping you could reheat the leftover mashed potatoes to go with dinner," she started hesitantly. "I'm not interrupting a fight with a ghost, am I?" "Hm? Nah," he replied. "A-alright then." Danny hovered on over to the refrigerator and stuck the entire front half of his body inside. He soon emerged with the cold bowl of potatoes and popped them into the microwave. At least they were less likely to come to life since they'd only been in there a day or so. Maddie watched her son flit about the kitchen like this was the most normal thing in the world. She absent-mindedly cleaned up the mess from preparing the night's meatloaf and supposed that for Danny, it probably was the norm. If he'd been half-ghost for nearly two years, then it would be sillier to expect him not to use his powers from time to time. "So how long until the meatloaf is done?" Danny questioned. The microwave was still running, but rather than continue to float in various places around the room, he had instead elected to change back into his human form and play around on his phone. "Just a few more minutes." "Awesome." They settled into a comfortable silence, Danny tapping away at a game on his phone and Maddie putting the finishing touches on the sides for their dinner. The quiet was only interrupted when the shrieking of the microwave alerted them that the potatoes were hopefully done reheating. "Danny, go get your father for dinner," Maddie said as she went to take the meatloaf out of the oven. "Okay," Danny replied without even looking up from his phone. In an instant, Danny Fenton had once again been replaced by Danny Phantom. Maddie stared in wide-eyed confusion as her son bent down onto the kitchen floor and stuck his head into the basement below. Jack happened to be looking up at the clock when he saw a shock of glowing, white hair sink through the ceiling. He felt his jaw drop as his the rest of Danny's head followed. There was a moment where they stared at each other, neither saying anything. "Dinner's ready," Danny finally relayed. Jack managed to shake himself out of his stupor. "Great! Thanks, Danny-boy!" The ghostly head of his son retreated back through the ceiling. It was going to be a while before Jack and Maddie could be completely comfortable around their son in ghost form, but at least Danny got to be a little shit in the process.

#danny phantom #fan fiction #fan fic #danny fenton #jack fenton #maddie fenton #jazz fenton #sam manson #tucker foley #uh...#idk #how do tag fics?#identity reveal #this is stupid #sharing my writing is scary lol

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troped-fanfic-challenge · 3 years

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AUTHOR REVEAL of the JATP’S FINAL ROUND!

Theme: Author’s Choice

Tropes:

Royalty AU

Soulmate AU

“Long Story Short…”

Author’s Choice

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Look, Steal From the Rich. Do It. (Rated T) [Julie/Luke] by nik_knows_nothing

Summary: The Rebel Alliance needs Cassavel's support.

Cassavel needs a certain artifact returned to the royal family.

Luke mostly just needs someone to explain why his entire team has been pulled off duty in order to steal a statue.

(A Julie and the Phantoms Star Wars AU that kind of looks into the ramifications of soul marks in a turbulent society, but mostly just focuses on the gang infiltrating a fancy Core World party.)

take my heart (and take my hand) (Rated T) [Alex/Willie] by @sunsetcurbed

Summary: The stranger smiles. “I’m Willie,” he greets.

“Alex,” Alex nods back.

“Sir,” Willie says pointedly, and smirks up at him as he bows exaggeratedly.

“The word sir is coming out of your mouth directed at me, but I don’t feel like you just addressed me as a sir at all. And please, call me Alex.”

“My apologies,” Willie hums, straightening back up. And then, pointedly, he lowers himself back into the same bow and makes deliberate eye contact with Alex. “Sir.”

Alex blinks. “You’re not going to call me Alex, are you?”

“Absolutely not, Sir.”

the princess and the lord (Rated T) [Julie/Luke] by @the-most-beautiful-broom

Summary: On her eighteenth birthday, Julie Molina’s grandmother arrives in San Francisco, explains that Rose forfeited her claim to the throne of Genovia by marrying Ray, and that Julie is actually Julia Nayelis Adriana Reyes Molina, Princess of Genovia. Five years later, Julie is ready to take over the throne, but an old law surfaces and a rival for the throne, and Julie must decide between love and duty. // a JATP x Princess Diaries 2 AU

Diamond in the Rough (Rated G) [Julie/Luke] by @tmp-jatp

Summary: From down below, a loud shout rings. “Here you are!” Julie’s head whips to the street and there stand three palace guards, swords being drawn.

Julie jumps away from the window and adrenaline fills her veins. Apologetically she turns to the boy who mirrored her action. “They’re after me!” she cries at the same time as him. “They’re after you?”

His hands rise to cling at his hair and he grips tightly. “My parents must have sent them- they were never supposed to find me, I’m so sorry you got caught up in this-”

Julie spends his rambling crossing the room to the doorway they had just vacated not moments before. She doesn’t have time for emotion or sentimentality to stop her this time. She can’t let them catch her. Julie spins back around, reaching her hand out for him and cutting off his verbal thoughts. “Do you trust me?”

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The JATP Aladdin AU

Okay, So You’re Interrupting the Political Guy Again, So Think About That (Rated T) [Julie/Luke] by nik_knows_nothing

Summary: Julie learns of the old king’s death approximately five minutes before Covington pulls her to one side and tasks her with bringing the new king back to court.

Which is normal, and all perfectly good and reasonable, except for one tiny detail: the king (the new king, not the dead one) was three or four points of succession away from the throne.

In other words, he was never, ever supposed to be king.

Still, he’s all that’s left, so Julie guesses they might as well go ahead and work with what they’ve got.

This’ll be totally fine.

(Julie and the Phantoms meets The Goblin Emperor meets a soulmate AU meets the author’s stunning lack of what I assume is basic knowledge on how monarchies work.)

i had the time of my life, fighting dragons with you (Rated T) [Julie/Luke] by @tonightthestarsalign

Summary: Lucius is born on a warm summer’s night. The midwife places the newborn against Emily’s chest and he looks up at her with wide eyes. He is a special baby, she knows.

Her suspicions are confirmed moments later, when the midwife gasps and points at Lucius’ back. There on her baby’s shoulder a constellation is forming. Emily instantly knows what it is. It’s a mark of the fated. They are destined for loves that burn brighter and larger than any other, loves that cross continents and defy time and space, destined to meet a soul that understands theirs as if they were two parts of a whole.

Her baby will do great things in his life.

or: luke gets hired by some noble to bring back the princess that was kidnapped by a dragon

born to be yours (Rated G) [Alex/Willie] by @willexxmercer

Summary: “Hello. It feels strange, resorting to notes like this, but I couldn’t think of any other way. I know you’re here, somewhere. At the ball. I’ve tried to find you for the past few nights. My parents always told me never to believe in looped days and soulmates, but I think this just proves that they were wrong.

My name is Willie. I don’t know how to find you, but sometimes I feel like I’m drawn to you. Like I can just sense you nearby. I don’t know if you’ll find this, but if you do, I’ll try to wait for you on the balcony.

Until we meet.”

our best days are yet unknown (Rated T) [Alex/Reggie/Willie] by @aroacethetic-shitpost

Summary: When Prince Alexander of Sacuria meets his fiance, Prince William of Coterra, he’s astonished to discover that he recognizes his daemon. He recognizes it as one of the other shapes that his own daemon is able to take… as his soulmate. The only problem? Alex already has a soulmate: Reggie Peters, his childhood best friend. What should he do about finally meeting his second soulmate?

Panic and run away? Yeah, sure.

Little does he know he’s about to have a bigger problem than that…

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remus-sanders-is-the-bestest · 3 years

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Part two of this. Read that if you want to know what’s happening!

(Roman and Remus are close. It’s completely platonic. Do not tag as remrom)

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Roman locked eyes with his papa and his hope went slightly up when he was given a reassurance about being able to get free. He knew it was still unrealistic but he figured that it wouldn’t hurt to hope. He chose to not think about what Virgil would say, possibly something like ‘it would hurt if your hopes and dreams get crushed. Like they will be, lower your expectations princey’ an old nickname that Remus had given him, and it just stuck.

The free borrower quickly waved and ran, tears running freely down his face as he disappeared from sight. The humans looked behind them to the vent, and then to each other.

“Why do you think he was looking at the vent?”

“That’s where I found him, I think he might want to go back, but I don’t think it would be good for him to leave, it’s probably dangerous in the walls” they were talking about him like he wasn’t there, all but confirming his suspicious that they thought he couldn’t understand them.

He would just have to play along then, they can’t ask him about borrowers if they think he can’t answer. He internally smirked, despite what Logan might say, he was smart sometimes. Not a lot, but sometimes.

At the moment, he was sat at the bottom of the cage, looking like a lost child, which I guess he kinda was. He was only sixteen, and he had already managed to get himself captured. He couldn’t borrow that well either, being more reckless. His only comfort was that Remus also had this problem, but the rest of his family planned, and didn’t depend on luck.

Thinking about Remus had brought fresh tears to his eyes, wondering what he would do without the one person that could calm him down just by being there, who had known him since before they were born, since their birth parents had abandoned them both, and they were taken in by their papa and dad, to their small family that consisted of the two men and another child that they had found two years prior. Then three years later they found baby Virgil half frozen to death.

They had been together the entire time, and could never be apart for more than seven hours, they’ve tried, and no matter what they could never stop crying and it took three hours to pry them both from the hug once they were back together. They were inseparable, but the humans had unknowingly separated them. But as much as he wished Remus was near him, he wouldn’t wish the fate of capture on anyone, for his own gain no less.

No, he had to work through it. But he couldn’t. At this point the humans had noticed his crying, he wasn’t exactly being quiet.

“Why’s he crying?” Thomas asked in a poor excuse of a whisper.

“I don’t know? Maybe he just hasn’t adjusted yet and needs more time to get used to us?” Nico responded, filling Roman from head to toe with dread.

They were planning on keeping him. They were planning on keeping him. They were planning on keeping him.

The tears kept coming, despite Roman being sure that they had run out an hour ago. He refused to look at the humans unless necessary. He knew that he wouldn’t be getting sleep tonight, not out in the open and not without Remus.

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Remus was in no way doing better, emotion-wise. He was a mess and would not leave his room. The room that him and Roman shared. He kept sitting on Romans bed, trying to find a sense of comfort that had left with Romans capture.

He heard his papa sobbing into his dads arm and mentioning a cage. He felt sick to his stomach and started sobbing himself, he didn’t know what he’d do without his brother. He kinda wanted to get himself captured, just so they could be together. He knew that this wasn’t a good idea, but it was the only idea he had. He knew that his parents were keeping an eye on everyone in the house for the reason of not getting captured, but if he did it whilst they weren’t looking...

No. He couldn’t. He wasn’t the only one in his family struggling, this would crush them, to have two kids captured. It’s bad enough that they even got one captured, they couldn’t afford to lose another one.

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Thomas was watching the small teen. He had moved him into a cage about an hour ago, and his tears seemed to have disappeared, until they reappeared for seemingly no reason

“Why’s he crying?” He asked, whispering so that he couldn’t startle the poor thing with a loud noise.

“I don’t know? Maybe he just hasn’t adjusted yet and needs more time to get used to us?” Nico responded, which made sense to Thomas, the tiny boy just hadn’t got used to them yet.

He had been watching cartoons when he had first found him, wide eyes focused on the screen. He had grabbed the little guy almost immediately placing him in a jar as he phoned his boyfriend. He regretted the jar when he saw the fear on the child’s face. He regretted it even more when he saw him crying, and moved him into a container that he could move around in.

He vaguely wondered if the small thing was a fairy, or other kind of fae, but the absence of wings made him think otherwise. He didn’t seem particularly magical, just small, but just his existence seemed to mesmerise Thomas. He was possibly even cuter than a Pomeranian puppy, in Thomas’s eyes.

It killed him to see something so cute crying. He unlocked the cage and scooped up the little guy and held him next to his chest in the closest thing to a hug that he could manage. When he brought his hands away from his chest, he started petting him. He saw him struggling a bit and decided to return him to his cage.

The tiny teen looked up in terror, new tears threatening to spill, making Thomas feel worse when he thought about how this literal child must have never been hugged to get that reaction to one.

“Why is he reacting like that? Has he never been hugged before?” He asked. He could almost swear that the small boy reacted to that question, but it was gone as quick as it was there, so Thomas brushed it off. Nico however didn’t.

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When Roman heard the cage door unlock, he barely had time to react before he was scooped up and pressed against the humans chest in a mockery of the hugs that his dad and papa give him, or should I say, used to give. He was soon taken away from the chest, only to have a finger run through his hair. An action that was once comforting when his family did it was now just a reminder of everything that was wrong. The finger was too large and was applying a bit too much pressure. He squirmed in Thomas’s hands, and for the first time wished for the cage.

He felt more terror than ever, staring at the human that did familiar actions, but so wrong. How could something so bad happen to him? Why did he have to be captured? Humans have never been kind to borrowers, and this was proof. All he was, was a pet. This human didn’t care about what his life might have been like before him finding him, after all, all he was now was property.

“Why is he reacting like that? Has he never been hugged before?”

This question almost caused roman to snap and ruin his disguise, but he managed to reel himself in, before he did something that could lead to his family’s capture. But not before he let a flash of anger come across his face. Luckily, the human that had originally found him hadn’t noticed. Unluckily, the other one was looking at him with suspicion.

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And that’s the end of part two! Link to part three

Tag list: @riverdoesbadart @shitpost-sides @icantthinkofacreativeurl

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ask-the-awesome · 3 years

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Thoughts and prayers for your tablet 🙏

((Thank you! ;u; May it soon return for many, many more shitposts and magical boys.))

#mun thoughts #anon ask

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dathen · 4 years

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TMA 164 liveblog dump

Spoilers under the cut!

WELL THAT SURE ISN'T A FOREBODING NAME I almost gotta laugh at how terribly these themes lined up, RIP rusty quill

"Beaujester Real" returns for the patreon thanks slfkjsdf still a legend

oh I hate this! I hate this!

oh I’m getting that hefty Brexit commentary through the metaphor BUT ITS NOT EVEN A METAPHOR ANYMORE

holy xenophobia batman

“they dress in blue and red and white, sometimes splashed with crimson red” convenient this works for both our countries god I thought this would hit hardest on plague level but nope the real horror is MAGA/Brexit all along

KEJDJJFJDNFIFIND MARTINS MIDDLE NAME OH GOD THAT “YOU THINK MARTIN IS MY REAL NAME” SHITPOST WAS RIGHT IM HOWLING

(also east asian martin hc GO GO)

JON STOPPING HIS OMNISCIENCE DEMONSTRATION TO RANT IN BETRAYAL I’M CRYING I LOVE THEM

“I believed you! That’s ridiculous, I thought; that’s not a real name, but you wouldn’t LIE to me—“ I CANT STOP LAUGHINF STOP THIS EMOTIONAL WHIPLASH AFTER WORST STATEMENT

Basira is alive and moving!! looking for Daisy!! DAISY IS OUT THERE!!!!!!!!

“Daisy, I’m sorry—“ ;A; “She thinks she’s going to kill Daisy, like she promised, but she’s conflicted” ;;A;; ;;A;; this isn’t emotional whiplash this is emotional blender

I’m genuinely surprised bc I thought of all of them, Basira would be the most likely to be trapped in something, I AM SO RELIEVED

can’t see melanie or georgie!! the fic theories are right!! the fear immunity!!

Jon having the Panipticon’s power is both sexy and horrifying in implications

“we are something between a pilgrim and a moth” MOTH JON MOTH JON MOTH JON!!!!!

ANNABELLE CANE WAS CALLING MARTIN I KNEW IT WAS THE WEB I KNEW IT WAS THE FUCKING WEB I’m glad they didn’t keep us in suspense for that one long

all those “Martin’s been web all along” theories just got demolished, he couldn’t have refused to pick up a call from her if he was on their side, but I doubt that will stop the theories

I bet the reason why jon can’t see annabelle is the same reason he can’t think about the web lighter

I am literally shaking from now cute jon and martin are, martin’s little “ah!” when jon admits he guessed something rather than Knowing it

“I’m starting to get a bit self conscious, being your post-apocalyptic google~” THE WAY HE SAYS THIS IS SO CUTE SO FUCKING CUTE CUTE JON NATION CUTE JON IS THE TRUTH

also I love Jon hinting that he wants to stop soon and martin agreeing and asking for one more, like I love that even for not Hard Boundaries they feel comfortable saying when they’re wearing down on something and know the other will respect it

MARTIN GOING SOFT SO FAST WHEN JON HURTS HIMSELF WITH THE KNOWING AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

oh boy oh boy I can’t wait to post screenshots of the times Jon rushed to calm Martin down with “hey, hey, hey, it’s okay—“ next to screenshots of martin’s “hey, hey, it’s okay, we’ll go slow for a while”

I can just picture Martin curling around Jon and tucking Jon’s head under his chin as he says this Jon muttering his weak little “alright” into Martin’s chest bblvlbllrbrbrlrbrbrlrbrr

yesssss Jon calling out the Distortion pretending to be Helen Herself as a lie I KNEW IT AND WILL INCLUDE THIS IN MY ESSAY

BRLGKRJGHLRKFBRKR “THE HAPPY COUPLE” oh my god I remember when we were fantasizing about how “more explicit relationship” would happen in s5 and “what if a villain taunts them about how cute they are together” was one THIS SEASON REALLY IS GIVING US EVERYTHING

helen: I always knew you crazy kids would make it work ^_____^ martin, warily: thanks. THIS IS REAL DIALOGUE?? THIS IS REAL????????

also it is just like the Distortion to actively sabotage Jon’s attempt to save Martin and laugh at him in his desperation, only to turn around and act chummy like a gossipy old friend placing bets on their relationship

HERE IT COMES HERE COMES OTHER PEOPLE BLAMING JON FOR THE APOCALYPSE RAGE TIME RAGE TIME fandom better not pull any bullshit

but of course the Distortion would try to paralyze Jon with mind games and guilt and make sure he doesn’t undo the fun new world

Martin I’m sorry but you suggesting Helen might be able to help is the lowest brain cell thing you’ve ever said. She literally just smelled the world loudly and called it a wonderland.

Martin, to the beating heart of the apocalypse: Jon honey darling don’t be rude Martin, to the manifestation of a fear power exulting in a dead world: Excuse me what you just said is rude to me

Martin: So...no shortcuts then. Understood. I’m not leaving you on your own. Helen: *gasp* Such devotion! BGNBBTBRHGLGJKTLGKTBGBBEHGBGBTBBTBFB ARE YOU KIDDINGNGNG NGNG MEEEE

I don’t trust her at all but can we PLEASE have helen trail along behind them the whole journey commenting on all their cute couple moments?? frodo and sam need a gollum after all

“Such devotion! You really don’t deserve it. But you know that already!” Jon.... ;;A;; ;;A;; god helen really is out to crush the humanity out of him with despair so he gives it up, going right for the jugular of not deserving Martin’s love

“Just taking a moment to look. You two are such an adorable couple!” jonny: I spent the whole hiatus creating this sign titled “Martin and Jon are in love and a couple and it’s wonderful” I hope you enjoy being beaten over the head with it ^_^

Jon, venomously: I am NOT nor have I EVER BEEN adorable!! Martin: Okay, first of all, not true. JFJFJFJJFJDNDFJJFJF MARTIN THINKS JON IS ADORABLE MARTIN IS PRESIDENT OF CUTE JON NATION AND HE’S RIGHT not about helen (wtf martin) BUT ABOUT CUTE JON?? correct as FUCK

Jon, adorably: I’m not CUTE I’m DEADLY

someone PLEASE sound clip jon denying that he’s adorable there are tears in my eyes I love him so much I’m going full cat parent

I am so glad Mir introduced me to the phrase “cute aggression” because I got it bad and it is suffocating I gotta go punch a WALL is that why helen is running around killing people?? cause of too much cute aggression over jonmartin???

#the magnus archives #tma #tma spoilers #TMA 164 The Sick Village

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livian-lucifenia · 4 years

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Another Soft Fic™

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This is like a prologue to the eboy AU, which has 10 different variations at this point, bc my mind takes things and runs with them.

They're about 15-16-ish and just staring to develop their individual clothing styles. Green's got a bit of a soft grunge thing going on, and Red is the softest pastel boy there is.

Green's jacket is basically the one he wears in HGSS, except it's all black, denim, and has a bunch of holes in random spots. (definitely didn't base it on an jacket I have irl. nope. not at all.)

I will read this over later and make corrections where needed, bc this was written while I was running on 2 hours of sleep.

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Red hated airports.

Too many people, too much noise, and never enough space.

But for right now, he hated it a bit less. Green was here, and so was Daisy, and his mom.

He could cling to Green's side and avoid the intimidating crowds, listen to his voice and tune out the chattering of other people. It was as if Green himself was Red's safety bubble. With him around, he wasn't as afraid of venturing out of his comfort zone.

And that's what made Red so scared to see Green leave for Kalos.

His security blanket in human form was leaving for three years, and he was terrified. He'd already cried over it once this morning, and was trying his best to keep his emotions in check while sitting next to Green.

"I have about twenty minutes before boarding starts. You wanna go grab a snack or something?", Green said, nudging Red's shoulder.

Red felt the sting in his eyes again. He only had twenty minutes left with him? "Can we... just stay here?", he asked quietly, staring down at his lap.

"Yeah, that's fine. Are you okay?"

"Hm?"

"You've been really quiet- Well, more quiet than usual."

Red rubbed his arm, "It's just cold in here..." And I've been thinking about you all day, because I don't want you to leave.

"Oh, then...", Green moved forward on his seat, taking off his black jacket and handing it to Red, "Here."

"But you're leaving soon...", he looked down at the jacket, thumbs rubbing over the worn, soft denim.

"Keep it."

"Wh-What?"

"It's getting kinda small for me, so just keep it."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I was gonna give it to you anyway. I know black clothes aren't your thing, but I thought it would be a nice parting gift.", He smiled, watching Red put on the jacket. It was a bit too big, and stood out against his light colored clothing, but looked good on him nonetheless.

The warmth of the jacket felt good against Red's arms, and the familiar smell of Green's cologne helped calm him. He really was going to miss Green. A lot more than he originally thought. With that sudden realization, the first couple tears fell from his eyes. Red heard Green softly call his name and hesitantly turned to look at him.

Green frowned, "If I had known you were this upset over me leaving, I would have tried to spend more time with you. I'm sorry...", he leaned over, wrapping his arms around Red. He could feel each sharp inhale as Red tried to stop crying. It made him feel horrible to know that he had to leave him like this, and couldn't comfort him.

Red returned the embrace, holding on to Green's shoulders tightly. It felt nice, having Green hold him. But he knew it was short-lived, and that any minute now he would have to let go and watch Green leave.

Sure enough, the boarding announcement sounded through the airport and Red felt his heart sink. He held on to him tighter, hands gripping his black t-shirt.

"Red, I... I have to go.", Green reluctantly released his hold, "I promise I'll call everyday.", he said, wiping some of Red's tears away.

Red nodded sadly, completely removing himself from Green. "I'll miss you..."

"I'll miss you too, Red.", he stood up, grabbing his backpack from the floor in the process.

Red's mom and Daisy came over to say their goodbyes while Red pulled Green's jacket around himself. He was trying his best not to cry again, but when he saw Green turn away to leave, he couldn't stop. Without realizing it, he took a few steps forward, as if his feet moved on their own to follow Green. He watched as Green approached the gathering crowd of people, and suddenly stopped, turning back to look in their direction.

When he looked back at Red, he knew he couldn't leave him like this. He only had a few short minutes to spare, but it was enough. Green ran back to him, hugging him one last time, "I'll see you during spring break. Please don't cry anymore..."

Green pulled away to look at him, his hand moving up to hold Red's face before leaning back in and kissing him. He could taste Red's strawberry chapstick, feel his soft skin beneath his fingertips, and Arceus he didn't want to leave him. He pulled away, only to press a couple more quick kisses to his lips, "I'll call as soon as I get settled in, okay?", he said quietly.

Red's eyes fluttered open and looked up into Green's, he nodded, "Please stay safe..."

"I will, don't worry."

One last soft, slow kiss and then he was gone for real this time.

Red smiled, sliding his hands into the pockets of Green's jacket, maybe this wouldn't be as bad as he thought.

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First new fic I've written in a while, and I'm not exactly proud of it, but whatever.

If you liked this, feel free to scroll through my blog and read some of my other stuff!! There's, AUs, old fics, edits, prompts, and shitposts galore 💜💜

🖤Asks and replies are always welcomed!!🖤

#namelessshipping #originalshipping #red x green #green x red #namelessshipping au #originalshipping au #namelessshipping fanfiction #originalshipping fanfiction #eboy au

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spacehologramcollection · 5 years

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Request; Kombat Krew finding their S/O on their side of the bed after a mission;

Some more fluff, some smut later tonight! Mentions of Kano, but its once more, a shitpost on him. Another long post, so more under the cut! GIFS do not belong to me.

Sub-Zero (Kuai Liang);

· When he gets in, he tries not to wake you, he feels guilty about waking you up anyway. It’s like 3 in the morning, he’s already two hours late back, he just wants to get into bed and sleep. It’s way past his bedtime. The man usually sleeps at like 11. Sharp.

· When he sees you on his side of the bed, its his because it’s closest to the window and door, and furthest from the fire. Which is lit to keep you warm. He kind of smiles.

· You’re curled up, the blankets wrapped firmly around you, softly sleeping. You’re on his side because it sort of smells of him and you miss him.

· He kind of just observes for a little while, slowly walking over, to stroke your hair whilst you sleep. Before planting a soft kiss on your forehead. You’re so precious.

· He’s that tired that he’s not overly bothered which side he sleeps on, just as long as he’s in bed and he’s got you next to him.

· Its moments like these, which make him wish he didn’t have to leave as often; but if he didn’t leave, then he’d miss moments like this. What a fucking paradox.

· He’ll crawl into bed, wrapping an arm around your waist and spooning you. He prefers to sleep with you on his chest, but this will have to do, he doesn’t want to wake you after all.

Kabal;

· He tries. He really tries to come in as silent as the fucking night. But it never works out. He’ll knock everything over in the hallway, accidentally turn on one too many lights and make so much noise trying to pour a glass of fucking water.

· He’ll end up walking into the bedroom, trying to pull of his boots and get ready to crash. Only to see you’re laying on his side of the bed, which is the one with the bedside table full of junk. Post-Burn its go his lotion

· He’ll see you, happily sleeping away, wearing one of his t-shirts, a dozy smile on your face. Your eyes fluttering around as you dream.

· He smiles to himself, before quickly trying to take a picture, its fucking dark and he doesn’t want to use the flash. So that failed miserably.

· Instead he’ll quickly undress and slide in next to you, slowly trying to roll you over, like the blanket burrito you’ve become. He has to sleep on his side, it’s got his charger, glasses and tablet.

· He tries to roll you over so delicately, but it always ends up with you nearly falling off the bed. If you’re a heavy sleeper, that’s great, if you’re a light sleeper then you probably woke up before he got in the apartment. The noise he makes, is unbelievable.

· He ends up sliding in on his side, he has to sleep on his side, before rearranging you. He’ll end up spooning you, arms wrapped tightly around your waist.

· Post-Burn- if he’s not feeling so confident, he’ll stroke some hair from your face, before going to sleep on the sofa. He usually ends up sleeping on it anyway. Why wake you up?

· If his confidence has returned, he’ll slide in next to you, he doesn’t care much about the side anymore. He just wants to steal some of your warmth and sleep. He’s fucking tired.

Scorpion (Hanzo Hasashi);

· He thrives at night, so he seldom comes to bed with you, and you always manage to roll over onto his side of the bed. It’s just a normal occurrence.

· So when he comes back from a mission, to see you sleeping so soundly on his side of the bed, he is more than prepared.

· He’ll scoff and mutter to himself, about what is the point of having designated sides of the bed.

· He’s not overly bothered, but he fucking is, that’s his side of the bed. He always sleeps there. He opts for it, because if anyone was to break in/ disturb you both; the first thing they’d be met with is his angry fucking grumpy face.

· Two things about Scorpion; he doesn’t like to be woke up early, and he sure as hell doesn’t want you put in danger.

· He’s prepared for this though, he’s practised it numerous times. So, you’re in good hands.

· He’ll very carefully nudge you over, before tucking you back in. He doesn’t want to wake you, so he will take is time, no matter how tired he is.

· He’ll also stop on occasion when you make a noise, admiring how adorable you are, so pure and angelic when you’re asleep.

· Once he gets into bed, he’s gotta brush his hair and re-tie it back up first, he’ll climb into bed. Lay on his back and await you to scoot over and lay on his chest. He’s smiling to himself as you do it.

· He loves the little things in life. And he will appreciate it as much as possible; he knows all too well; how uncertain life can be and how it can change within the blink of an eye.

Raiden;

· He doesn’t really have a side of the bed. He will sleep on either side. The concept of having a separate side of the bed to sleep on; is a rather strange concept to him, one he cannot wrap his head around.

· So, when he comes back and finds you fast asleep on the side he usually has to sleep on, he just kind of stares for a moment. Observing as you sleep so soundly.

· He hates to leave you, but he knows he has to, he’s a god and has to babysit the whole of Earthrealm essentially.

· He wonders if you’re sleeping on the side you designated for him, if you miss him and wish he was there? Or if it’s to do with how you always sleep curled up next to him.

· Either way, he does not want to disturb you. He knows how Mortals, and even gods, can get cranky and moody when they’ve not had sleep.

· He’ll debate moving you, but he knows there is still a chance of waking you, something he doesn’t wish to do.

· So he instead opts to go onto ‘your side’ a bed is a bed after all. He’ll slip under the covers, prop himself up on his elbow and watch as you slowly dream. Making some adorable noises.

· Mortals fascinate him. You fascinate him more, how one Mortal could hold his heart and soul in their hands. He loves you.

· He’ll eventually fall asleep, timing his breathing with yours, being in complete synch with you.

Johnny Cage;

· Oh, not a fucking again. Is his reaction at first.

· His side of the bed is special to him, its sacred ground for him to rest his head. He’s got the pillows just right, its close enough to both the window and the radiator, as well as being close to the air con for summer. Perfect.

· And you, you’ve migrated over to his side. He’ll smile, all of his fake anger is playful after all. You do look pretty sweet, laid there, waiting for him to return from filming. Bless you.

· He thinks he’s the luckiest man in the world, money couldn’t buy any of this, even if you do sleep on his side.

· He’ll try and roll you over, he tries not to wake you up, but he accidentally will.

· He’ll apologise profusely, he didn’t mean to wake you, but he’ll remind you that you are on his side.

· But If you missed him THAT much, he can forgive you, I mean, he’d miss himself if he could. In fact, he sometimes does.

· And because he woke you up, accidentally, he will tell you to go back to sleep, putting the cover back on you.

· Sliding in on your side, after asking you to pass his BB cream, his night cream, his anti-wrinkle cream. All of his skin care stuff. You will debate just moving over, but his side is so much softer for some reason.

· You actually wonder if he hired someone to break the pillows in and mould the mattress to him.

· He’ll pull you onto his chest, after his long drawn out night ritual, that involves him tweeting goodnight. He’ll stroke your hair and say sorry once more. He knows you’ll always sleep on his side, but when you turn into this much of a cuddle bug after you wake, he really cannot complain.

Erron Black;

· He is tired. Boy has this Cowboy had his last square dance of the night. Kano ran him ragged on that mission, Kabal was just a pure shit-lord, not shutting the fuck up. He’s tired and wants to sleep.

· He’ll try and be quiet, but getting into bed, is his main focus. He’ll have stripped off and shed his clothing in the hallway. Hell, no he isn’t bothered about the mess. He’ll clean it in the morning.

· All he can think of is bed, you and that hot water bottle you always sleep with. It’s all he could think about. The thought drowned out Kano being disgusting and Kabal constantly been a walking meme.

· He’ll throw open the door, cringing as it bounces against the wall. He’ll close his eyes, wincing at the thought of you waking up. He’ll mutter a swear before saying ‘Sorry Darlin’. That’s when he sees you.

· Curled up on his usual side of the bed. The one where he keeps his whisky tumblr for a late-night stipple

· He’ll smile softly and shake his head. This is a regular occurrence for when he’s away. It means you’ve been missing him.

· He encourages you to do this. He’ll even spray his cologne on the pillowcase before he leaves, in the hopes you’ll migrate over to his side. Just so he can come home and find you like this.

· Face of an angel, with the occasional snore/snort. You’re looking so peaceful. It’s just an excuse for him to get into bed and spoon you.

· He’ll quickly get into bed, wrapping an arm around your waist, pulling you in close and falling asleep as soon as his head hits the pillow.

· Totally worth the shit-storm of a day he’s had.

Kano;

· If he comes home, he’d probably use an air horn to wake you up. He’s a shit person. A fucking shit person.

· Would you even want to sleep on his side of the bed? It probably smells like something curled up and died and now its rotten.

· Would you even want to sleep in his bed?! The sheets probably haven’t been changed since last Christmas.

· Don’t fucking do it. Get yourself a Kabal or Erron. They’ll appreciate you sleeping on their side.

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