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kxsagi · 1 day ago

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Bllk boys with an s/o who somehow manages to make them fall asleep just by blasting sleepy phonk like they'd be wide awake and then sleepy phonk and they're knocked out cold and they question why every time ( kaiser, rin, shidou and anyone else you wanna add )

“𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐤 𝐟𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐥”

a/n: I THOUGHT THIS REQ WAS FUNNY

but i’m not really sure what sleepy phonk counts as, is it like the instrumental of roi by videoclub or the lost soul down by NBSPLV???

ft. kaiser michael, itoshi rin, shidou ryusei, itoshi sae, karasu tabito, isagi yoichi, nagi seishiro, bachira meguru

kaiser michael

you play one of those slow, mellow phonk songs with the deep bass and hazy loops, and he doesn’t think anything of it. he’s literally in the middle of dramatically trash-talking isagi when his body just… starts betraying him.

his voice fades. eyelids droop. his upper body sways.

“what the f– … why am i…” BONK. slumped sideways on the couch, dead asleep.

you didn’t even notice, you were too busy wiping crumbs off your shirt. when you turn around he looks like someone hit him with a dart tranquilizer.

wakes up four hours later like “who drugged me?” and you’re like “uh. the speaker?”

absolutely refuses to believe it's the music. keeps blaming it on bad sleep or low blood sugar.

tries to fight it like it’s a challenge. he’ll stare at you dead in the eye and go, “i won’t fall asleep this time.” cue you playing it again. three minutes later he’s dozing off mid-smirk.

one time he got so mad he threatened to destroy your speaker. (he tripped over his own feet on the way and knocked himself out before he could.)

itoshi rin

rin is fully convinced this is psychological warfare.

he’ll be standing, talking to you normally, then you press play and suddenly he’s blinking slow as hell like he got rebooted.

“wait. no. you’re doing it again.”

tries to leave the room. doesn’t make it past the hallway. collapses dramatically like a fainting goat.

once fell asleep in the middle of washing dishes. the faucet was still on.

absolutely hates it. thinks it’s “unnatural.” starts researching “subliminal music control” and asks if you’re brainwashing him with some kind of audio hypnosis.

he once accused you of trying to assassinate him with music.

“turn that off. turn it off. my nervous system is shutting down.”

refuses to let you have aux ever again in the car because last time he woke up in a parking lot two hours from home with a blanket on him and no memory of how he got there.

shidou ryusei

cackles the first time it happened, he thought you laced his food.

“you’re telling me you just played this… and my brain factory reset?”

every single time he hears that beat drop, he immediately yells “NOPE NOPE NOPE. NOT THIS DRUGGED UP COWBOY MUSIC AGAIN–” then collapses mid-sentence like a tranquilized bear.

literally wakes up mad. throws your speaker across the room while still rubbing the sleep out of his eyes like a grumpy toddler.

tries to act like he’s too wild to be affected, then you catch him sleeping with the same sleepy phonk playlist under his pillow like it’s a bedtime lullaby.

“listen i don’t need it, it’s just a vibe. you wouldn’t get it.”

will absolutely start calling it your "sleepy black magic tape" and pretends he's scared of you. fake shivers and all.

“my body associates your music taste with comas now. thanks, babe.”

itoshi sae

you start playing it during a late-night drive, and within five minutes he’s gone. head slumped against the window. breathing soft. soul left his body.

wakes up all confused like he just took a power nap in another dimension.

“how long was i out? …why do i feel like i’ve been asleep for twelve years?”

every time you play it again he tries to stay awake out of pure ego, but he gets so annoyed at how heavy his limbs feel.

mutters a whole paragraph of insults under his breath before slipping into REM.

eventually starts using it intentionally but won’t admit it. like he’ll go “i guess it wouldn’t kill me if you played that stupid zombie song again” right before bed.

“i’m not addicted. i’m just being efficient.”

pretends it’s annoying but secretly has the playlist saved on his phone under the name "🤨"

karasu tabito

BRO STARTS DANCING TO IT AT FIRST.

you’re like “karasu no” and he’s like “karasu YES.”

and then two mins later he’s laying face-down on the floor like a body outline at a crime scene.

wakes up, rolls over, and goes “yo did i die for a second orrrr…?”

loves it though. finds it hilarious. he’ll literally set it as his own alarm so he wakes up and falls back asleep in a loop.

“you don’t get it, babe. this music is laced. this is phonk fentanyl.”

sometimes just asks you to play it to prove to people that it works. like he’ll invite bachira over and go, “watch this,” then collapse 60 seconds in like it’s a magic trick.

he becomes the #1 believer that you’re a sleep witch.

“this woman is dangerous. protect her. or let her drop a mixtape. either way we all win.”

isagi yoichi

isagi thought it was a coincidence the first time. “oh maybe i was just tired.”

second time? “okay maybe i’m still tired.”

third time? “wait a damn minute.”

he gets so serious about it. starts journaling his sleep patterns. literally charts the timestamps of when the music plays and when he loses consciousness.

“this is a phenomenon. i need answers.”

he keeps trying to test it under different conditions like it’s a science project. “okay play it while i’m exercising.” falls asleep doing jumping jacks.

one time he tried to fight it by drinking three energy drinks beforehand. the music still knocked him out. woke up with a headache and heartburn.

“what is this sorcery?? this is stronger than melatonin AND ASMR combined.”

eventually surrenders and asks you to play it when he has trouble sleeping. but only if you’re there. otherwise he gets paranoid and thinks he’ll wake up in an alternate timeline.

nagi seishiro

honestly? he was already halfway to unconsciousness when it first happened.

but the moment you played that dreamy, floaty phonk beat? instant deep slumber. like you enhanced his default settings.

he didn’t even say anything. no reaction. he blinked slowly like a sleepy cat and just laid down right where he was standing.

you were like “bro you good?” and he mumbled “yeh…” then snored 0.5 seconds later.

he now refers to your playlist as the “ultimate sleep cheat code.”

uses it on nights when even he feels too lazy to fall asleep naturally.

“just play the thing. the lo-fi cowboy drug one.”

weirdly enough, he becomes your personal sleep ambassador.

you bring it up once around the blue lock team and he goes “it’s like being gently sedated by cloud ninjas. 10/10 experience. would die again.”

if you’re gone and he can’t sleep, he’ll text: nagi: can you send the playlist nagi: the one that knocks me out nagi: i’m twitching like a windows xp shutdown screen over here

has lowkey gotten emotionally attached to it. if someone else tries to play sleepy phonk, he gets offended. “no. only she can do that. it’s different.”

bachira meguru

bachira thinks it’s funny as hell.

“i’m like a dog with a whistle. only this one is a sleepy cowboy beat.”

the first time he heard it, he got weirdly invested. like “oohh this is a vibe! what’s it called?” proceeds to pass out mid-groove like a light.

you turn around and he’s in the fetal position under the table.

he wakes up grinning like “that was so fun!! what happened?? do it again!!”

he starts treating it like a carnival ride. asks you to “put him to sleep” like it’s a magic trick.

“close the curtains, bring me a snack, and hit me with that sleep sauce 🛌🧃✨”

you accidentally make him fall asleep in public once (you were just playing it on your phone during a train ride) and he collapses onto a stranger’s shoulder.

you’re mortified. he wakes up three stops later, bows and goes “thank you for being my pillow today :)”

he names the playlist. something like: “cowboy dream juice vol. 1 💀🐴✨”

sometimes tries to rap over it and see how long he can stay awake. his record is one minute and 14 seconds.

“this music is like a lullaby made by sleepy ghosts on synths. i love it.”

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faramirsonofgondor · 3 days ago

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Ok ok but Dick being like ~ 15 years older than Damian. When Damian shows up on Bruce’s doorstep, Bruce doesn’t really have a chance to announce it to the public before he gets lost in time. So now Dick, who’s 25 is stuck with this tiny 10 year old and has the job of integrating him into Gotham society.

Except because Bruce only adopts kids who look like him, and Damian and Dick are tanner than the rest of his kids, literally everyone assumes that Damian is Dick’s bio kid. Like Dick is like “oh yea this is Bruce’s biological son that I’m looking after” and everyone goes “uh huh sure” but when he’s not around they’re just like “oh that’s his kid for sure”. Both Dick and Damian are aware of it and offended by it, albeit for very different reasons. Dick is offended that they somehow think he would be a deadbeat dad even if he was a teen dad, and Damian is offended that nobody believes he’s Bruce’s kid.

But eventually Dick is just like fuck it that’s my kid, and Damian is extremely annoyed but somehow lets Dick convince him to go along with it. Dick walks around in a pink shirt that says “Your favorite DILF” in the most basic font ever, and buys Damian a matching shirt that says “The favorite child” which Damian refuses to wear unless one of the other Batkids (usually Steph since basically everyone else fucked off when Bruce was lost) is around.

It gets to the point where even Dick, Damian, and Alfred forget that Damian isn’t actually Dick’s bio kid. (In this AU, Bruce is lost in time for about 3 years) Dick decides to forget about Talia’s existence as well and just decides that Damian is a clone that he birthed. But then Bruce comes back and now they’re in a weird place. Damian lives with Bruce now and while nobody ever says anything directly, the entire public is giving them a huge side eye because both Dick and Damian look a little depressed with the predicament. People start to wonder if Bruce is blackmailing Dick or something.

Everything comes to a head when Bruce and Dick start fighting in front of the whole fam over something Bruce said to Damian on patrol. Bruce tells Dick that he needs to back off because Bruce is Damian’s father, not Dick. Nobody’s sure how Dick is going to respond, but they definitely weren’t expecting for Dick to say “Fuck you, I’m the one who birthed him!!!” There’s a stretch of silence and before anyone can respond to that, Damian just nods his head and goes “Grayson is right. Surely your memory is not so poor that you’ve forgotten?” Everyone is gaping when Alfred delivers the final blow “Master Bruce, I truly did not expect this behavior from you. Of course Master Dick is Damian’s parent. Perhaps it is best if you retire, since it is clear that your lack of sleep is getting the better of you.”

Everyone is shook and they’re like “wtf you cannot gaslight us into believing this shit.” Except they do indeed gaslight. And gaslight. And gaslight.

Jason tries to reason with them by talking about how he had met Damian in the League, had seen Damian with Talia, yada yada yada. Damian just goes “I think I would remember if I had played little league. Such foolish games are beneath me. Cease your nonsense, Todd.” Jason eventually calls Talia to make sure he’s not losing his memories or something. Talia is perplexed but Dick’s claim over her child does scare her just a little bit, considering she remembers how feral he was when he was younger and she’s heard whispers about him killing the Joker (not that she ever mentioned that to Jason).

Tim tries to go with logic but gets shut down every time. One time he asks “If you were raised by Dick then why is your English so proper?” He’s met with “Oh, so because English is not Richard’s first language, then he is incapable of speaking it properly? Tt.” When he questions why Damian fights the way he does if he wasn’t raised by the LoA, Dick brings out his Renegade training and shows off his skills. Tim keeps trying to find ways to prove that they’re lying, but somehow ends up losing the argument every time. It’s grating, especially considering Alfred is on their side.

Bruce is hesitant to try anything because Alfred is corroborating their story and he doesn’t want to cross Alfred. He only questions it once, asking Dick where Damian’s baby photos are. He does not anticipate Dick tearfully explaining that they were all destroyed when Blockbuster blew up his apartment. Bruce is so panicked and desperate to make sure Dick doesn’t cry again that he just never questions it again.

So now the entire family is kinda gaslight into believing it, and those who know the truth don’t actually say anything because they don’t think it’s worth the effort. After all, Dick is doing a great job of parenting Damian. But then comes the Justice League, which is much bigger than batfam. Everyone is kinda awkwardly glancing around when Dick introduces Damian as his kid, because they remember a few years back Bruce saying the same thing, but now Bruce is just going along with what Dick is saying. The OG Titans are like “wtf dude” but also immediately have his back whenever someone tries to question it. They talk about how they were there for Damian’s birth, about all the presents they’ve bought for their nephew and holidays spent together. Everyone gets the memo to not ask questions about it. The only one stupid enough to try is Hal, who is met with a feral Damian. He has a flashback of the many, many times Dick bit him as a child and decides that yea, that kid belongs to Dick.

#jason tim and bruce trying to ethos pathos logos their way out of this mess and dick just says no and that’s it #everyone on dicks side took one look at the situation and went ‘whatever it takes to stop bruce from screwing up another kid’#someone: who’s his mom? dick: me :). someone else: ok but who’s his dad? dick: me >:)#babs in the corner: *forges birth certificate and other paperwork*#damian wayne #dick grayson #alfred pennyworth #bruce wayne #jason todd #tim drake #batfam #batfamily #batfam au #batman #batman and robin #dc #dc comics #dc characters #nightwing

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clairewritesfanfics · 1 day ago

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imagine being reader when some fucking guy shows up claiming to be your dead brother. at least he brought alfred though? what do you think finding out he was kind of her favorite sibling even though he was literally dead for most of her time with the waynes would do to him?

Reader would be very suspicious because even for all Gotham's wackiness, bringing the dead back to life is a whole new can of worms.

Anyway, I've actually been writing a short scenario for when Jason learns about you from Alfred:

Jason stood inside your room. It was one of the smaller spaces in the manor, but Alfred said you chose it because it was right across from Jason's childhood bedroom.

Bruce and Tim closed it off “to prevent contamination of the crime scene” after you vanished, but after a whole month of examination, Alfred put his foot down and removed the tape, especially now that Jason was here. The elderly butler believed that it would be, if not therapeutic, then fair to tell the boy about his sister.

He walked over to your bed, he recognized his collector' s edition of A Little Princess. It was a laminated hardback with an illustration of Sara Crewe in a beautiful dress, holding her doll, Emily. Jason remembered saving his allowance to purchase it and was super protective of the book; he never let Bruce touch it because the old man had a bad habit of dog-earing pages. However, the novel was carefully closed with a plain, flexible bookmark to prevent any marks or ripping. Dick, that asshole, would have kept the book open and left it face-down until the spine cracked.

“She was very fond of children’s literature. She devoured your Diana Wynne Jones collection in two weeks,” Alfred said. “I had to use the master key to get her out of her room. I believe she lost three kilograms because she kept forgetting to eat.”

Jason didn’t know whether he should laugh or get mad at your recklessness. “That’s impressive,” he finally replied.

Two weeks? Credit where credit was due. He’s been lost in books before but even he needed breaks when he read that collection.

Alfred chuckled and another silence fell between them.

Jason looked around and then approached your desk. Your computer was still plugged in, illuminating the ink-filled page of a yellow legal pad. Balls of crumpled paper littered your table and overflowed from the waste basket.

There was also a notebook, a planner of some kind, along with a calculator.

“She was considering college,” Alfred explained as Jason picked up the planner full of numbers and computations. “She didn’t speak much of it, but she mentioned wanting to pursue literature or education. I don’t understand why she didn’t approach Master Bruce about it, I’m afraid.”

Jason stared at the numbers. You crossed out most of the expensive and so–called prestigious schools.

He then put down the notebook. “I do.”

#end#

This is really more of a love letter to Jason than anything else. My boy's been through so much, I just wanted him to have someone to care for and who can potentially care for him more than anybody else in his family.

#ask #anon #reader #imagines #neglected batsis reader #older brother jason todd #platonic #jason todd x reader #snippet #red hood #jason todd #my shayla #neglected reader

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daydream358 · 2 days ago

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Hope you guys like this >;D !!

It was pretty surreal to walk through Arcadia nowadays, even awesome-sauce as Toby liked to say, and you know what ? He was completely right !! After the eternal night there was a lot of damage dealt to both communities, both in the upper city, and all the way down to the trollmarket, but things could be fixed !! Even the hearthstone, which was a really nice surprise, apparently you could apply some of the laws of physics to magic itself, that being you can’t destroy energy, but you can redirect it somewhere else

When he finally defeated Gunmar for good, all of that stolen energy flowed right into the amulet. And with a little assist from from Merlin and Douxie he was able to restore the life giving energy to its rightful place, for lack of a better word it was magical to watch the once-gray chunks repairing itself into the hearthstone trollmarket they were so proud of. Even more to feel it for the first time

But sadly there still was a lot of rebuilding that needed to be done in both places, which they unfortunately couldn’t throw magic at it to fix it. Though the residents were more than willing to volunteer to repair things, it was their home after all

And another thing that helped greatly was all the unexpected but very much welcome cooperation between both species !! He didn’t even have to play peace-maker between trolls and humans as one would expect from a trollhunter hybrid or anything, honestly it was a huge relief, if any more stress was added on his plate then they would get another trollish warlord pretty soon

For once, most of the responsability and lion share of the work was taken by the adults. Blinky and Ophelia Nunez organized their combined work force and resources in order to use them with utmost efficiency

Trolls helped with the heavy-lifting and other things were having great strength and durability helped, like removing the rumble from the street’s, demolishing broken buildings which were unsalvageable and even setting the foundations for new ones. It was quite literally a huge help considering that the city didn't have enough heavy duty machinery to deal with the magnitude of the reconstruction

And in trollmarket, humans helped with their many power tools !! They were not magical in nature, but worked just as good as their counterparts, many hands made the work lighter and easier to deal with

It was a lot and certainly not easy, but with everyone working together they had managed to finish before summer was even over

Though things were far from returning as they were before ! The city wasn't repaired the same way as it was originally built, there were now trollish shops above the surface and trollmarket was open for tours. He wondered if he could volunteer as a guide for school issued field-trips as extra-credit for his senior year ? He was sure he could butter up Strickler or even black-mail him a little to make it happen. The changeling would probably approve of any method he used, as long he implied he was taking after a certain winged green troll

But as awesome as it was to stroll through town, it wasn’t the sole reason why he was walking through it right now. He was a half-troll on a mission after all !! While it was true that he didn’t need to mediate between trolls and humans and help them get along, the gang did volunteer to help around in construction, even after the battle they just didn't feel like they could truly rest until it was all repaired

Claire didn’t have the shadow staff anymore, but after being coached by douxie she could open portals all on her own, which she used to help transport materials where they needed to be. While Toby started experimenting with the gravity curse on his hammer, helping in a similar way to Claire's and even making construction safer for everyone

As for him ? Sadly his magical item didn’t come with a handy function that was particularly useful for this kind of situation. But he did have troll muscles now, which we’re also magical, so there !! He worked with other trolls by hauling the copious amount of rubble through the town, and boy was that a work-out !! And it was pretty fun to watch steve’s completely stagger with absolute surprise in his face, when he lifted two halves of a minivan above his head with nothing but his raw strength, and then proceeded to carry it without a care in the world. It looked like the blonde jock was having a crisis, which was probably also a crisis on itself

it was pretty funny, and he might have shown off a little more, just to mess a bit with the blonde jock

And now that they were finally done with construction, they had the brilliant idea to kick off the rest of the summer with a movie marathon, all the way down in trollmarket with Blinky & Arrrgh, and they wanted to invite the punk wizard as well. Which was why he was going there in person to invite their new friend

Of course the trollhunter could have just sent Douxie a text message, or even called if he really wanted to make it more personal. The wizard did have a phone and knew how to operate one despite being 900 years old. But after the war, after all the trials and challenges he faced, after all the people they’ve lost. He just really wanted to spend more quality time with his friends, the people he cared about, and cherish those moments as much as he could

And again, walking through and seeing all the changes was really cool, plus on his way to the bookshop he could buy a few more ingredients for making snacks, let’s just say that there was a lot of snack-making going into this event.

Now he could literally go to a perfectly mundane mini-market, then cross the street and buy some very crunchy looking churros-pastries from a food-truck operated by a troll. Those sweets were to kill for

Finally approaching the street where the world’s oldest teen worked, he caught his reflection in one of the shop’s windows, the angle and lighting making it look like a mirror instead of see-through.

It wasn’t just the city that had changed a lot, he had his fair of changes as well. Being the son of a doctor had come with a lot of talks about puberty, and how his body would change, but none of them really prepared him for what happened after getting into the bathtub.

But to be fair, it wasn’t every teenager that was chosen to protect an entire magical race that lived deep underground and became a half troll in the process. At least as far as he was aware of course, maybe there were more magical hybrid protectors around the world or something of that nature

It was a lot of pressure and responsability to grow into, and quite literally after he became a half troll. But he also got to discover a whole new world hidden beneath his feet and found so many others to call part of his family. The world truly was way bigger than high school

His world got bigger at the same time that it changed. And so did the city, both of them had to adapt, to change in order to deal with the aftermath of having to deal with a blood-thirsty tyrant warlord trying to wreck their lives. It wasn't easy but they go through it, standing proud and strong

Plus thinking how the city was a hybrid like him made him feel all fuzzy, soft and warm inside, even if he was only the only half troll running around, it made him feel accepted. Those walks always reminded him of that

Finally, he reached the bookshop where Douxie worked, he hoped that the older teen wouldn’t be too occupied. And If he was lucky, the shop would be mostly empty at this time of the day, and they would be able to chat and hang-out until his shift was over. Then bolt to his house for the very important task of making snacks, and then finally go see the movie marathon with the others

He just stopped a bit, to be cautious of his horns, he didn't want to bump them on a door-frame, or have to fix a door frame yet again, he already had plenty of that experience with that in the last month thank you very much

Jim never had considered himself the most Book-ish person, not like Claire with her period romance dramas and her beloved Shakespeare stories, or even Toby with his geology books. But there was still something with libraries that just made him feel cozy and comfortable, sprawling shelves of books, soft lighting that just perfect for reading, and plenty of comfy chairs & sofas to rest on, it felt like he could drop in one of the bean-bags and fall asleep before his head even hit the pillows

There didn't seem to be any clients in the shop, but that might have been because they were all replaced by piles of boxes filled with books, and right in the middle of the mess was his favorite british wizard ( claire’s was his favorite shadow sorceress of course )

The seemingly eternal teen looked very busy, was he doing some kind of inventory overhaul or other thing of that nature ? He asked his bro and he was right !! The library was going through a big organization in order to make space for new books

He was taking out some of the less popular books, and they were either going to be part of a sale or be donated to the public library of Arcadia. All so that they could make space for a lot of new books. They were part of councilwoman Nunez and newly appointed elder blinky to help things along

It was knowledge meant to help everybody with the transitions! There were tomes on magical history, trollish culture and customs and even trollish dictionaries. There were also pamphlets and informative guides for trolls, like how babysitters actually did not sit on babies, or how it wasn’t a good idea to eat pets and stuff like that. Honestly he was planning to buy one or two of the books for himself

As Blinky already said to him a hundred times and would probably say a hundred times more “ one never stops learning “ and he had plenty of time to just enjoy learning now

The task was a hardy one, but his boss said that he could leave as soon as he was done. And like the super helpful trollhunter that he was, Jim offered to help, with the two of them working together, they would finish even faster, and thus be able to leave early for the movie marathon !! Maybe they would be even able to make extra snacks. Though he did have a question for douxie, couldn’t he just use magic to put all of the books in place at once ? Yes he could without much problem, he would only need to set up the logistics a little before casting in full, but as soon as that was done it would be a piece of cake

So yeah, the blue-streaked teen could use magic to put everything into place, he could use some fairly simple and easy spells and take care of most if not all of his chores that way. But one of the many things he learned about being a wizard in his 900 years as a magic-user, was to know when to use magic and when to not use it !! He practiced and studied plenty and used when it was important, like when he used to help arcadia rebuild or for emergencies like taking ketchup stains out of his favorite band T-shirts

Like Claire and her portals for example !! She could just shadow-travel everywhere , but if she did that then she would miss out on stuff. Like encountering a friend and having a great if random conversation, buying some delicious churros from a food-truck or even rescuing a little kitten that was all alone in the rain.

It was all stuff she could miss, if she just portaled everywhere, as cheesy as it was to say, the the journey could be just as important as the destination if not more then so

It’s basically more or less the same reason why he didn’t use magic for everything little thing that appeared in his way. Plus he totally used his magic to do very important things, like powering his guitar so he could play anywhere while using illusions to make it look like he was in an epic video clip or videogame. Thinking now he really should begin teaching claire illusion magic, it would pair nicely with her natural affinity to shadow magic

And talking about magic, he had a nifty spell to help Jim organize the books, with a quick wave of his hand, the books & shelves began glowing in all sorts of different colors, indicating which books he should take out, and which to put on the shelves

The blue duo began to work like a well oiled machine while Archie did the very important and self-assigned job of supervising them, and it was going pretty well. With the color-marker spell jim could do the job as well and as fast as douxie himself, so essentially the workload was sliced in half, not unlike when Jim had cleaved that big van in 2 pieces

They were working really well together until the incident happened, a certain stack of books that needed to be taken out was on one of the fairly high shelves, so high in fact that douxie stood on his tippy toes, and still barely managed to reach it. He was about to grab a stool or or ladder, maybe finally crack and use some levitation magic

But before he could, as quick as the lightning used in the potion, Jim took out the offending books and put the new ones into place. the half troll moved really fast for someone so big, maybe douxie should start working out as well ? It was never too late to start right ?

Everything would have been well and good. But then Jim said something that completely changed the atmosphere of the room in the following

the wizard spoke “ thanks jim!! I was about to cast a spell “ said the wizard thankfully

And without missing a beat the trollhunter answered “ No problem !! Just leave the high stuff to me shortie “ And just like that he might as well have had set off a bomb and it would have done less damage, still douxie in all of his wisdom offered an olive branch, a chance for the trollhunter to redeem himself “ Sorry could you say that again ? “

Smiling and still completely unaware of the terrible blunder he committed the annoyingly tall half troll answered “ it’s okay if you’re a bit short, I can take care of the high selves “ Not a single thought behind those eyes, nor an ounce of fear for the danger he was about to face

Douxie was patient, he tried giving the poor gunmar-slayer an easy way out of the mess he created, but it was rejected without any consideration whatsoever, this meant war and no mercy at all “ I beg your pardon, but I am in fact quite tall “ He meant to be assertive and final, since he was pretty much stating a hard cold fact that wasn’t disputable, this was meant to be a gentle correction after all

Instead of bowing to Douxie infinite wisdom, jim proceeded to commit one of the most heinous acts known to human and troll kind, placing his hand horizontally against his forehand and then moved it in the wizard’s direction while still in the same height, the accusing hand hovered about a head and a half above “ Doesn’t seem that way to me “ Said the teen, Douxie could feel the smugness dripping, practically oozing from unfortunately taller teen tone. He refused to take this lying down, plus there was no way he didn’t move his hand up even a little during the comparation

The comparison wasn’t even fair to begin with !! Jim was now a troll, of course he got tall buff genes from merlin’s potion, even if the trollhunter was only half. He voiced his opinion with a calm confidence, or at least tried too, given how the argument had dragged out

He thought that it would be the end of it, that he would finally get to taste reprieve with the discussion having ended at last. Alas he wasn’t that lucky, Jim said “ I guess that’s true, it’s not fair to say you’re short compared to me “ Douxie would have been happy with that at this point. But sadly, it wasn’t all the trollhunter had to say “ all that magic must stunt your growth right ? I’m so sorry for calling you short “. Things could not have ended more badly if he tried

He was beyond angry at the half troll, he was probably red in the face and he could practically feel steam coming out of his ears, be it metaphorically or literally given his magic, that did not in any way had stunted his growth !! This one made even less sense, merlin was practically the poster-figure for wizards, the first thing it came to thought of when people were reminded of wizards. AND he was without a doubt very tall. The british teen was about to give that punk the dressing down of the millenium

Or at least he was about too. When the older teen noticed Jim’s barely hidden laughter, the fact that he was trying to conceal his laughter at that, and failing miserably at it. It was that moment where Douxie finally realized. Jim was playing him

He had goaded him into losing his temper by pointing out something he knew wasn't true and acted oblivious when confronted about it

Douxie should have been affronted with the younger teen for using one of the oldest tricks in the books, if it hadn’t worked so flawlessly. It was kind of embarrassing actually, considering how old he was himself, he might as well have invented half of all those tricks in the metaphorical book

Over a thousand years of experience as a wizard, and he still had things to learn. Or at least review some of the basics, they were the classics for a reason after all, and he would be even more of a fool if he ignored them again

With the terrible and extremely horrible world-ending crisis that was an angry wizard ready to go nuclear peacefully diffused, they had a good laugh about it and went back to work after a little more teasing. Continuing their record-breaking speed of organizing and putting all of their books into their proper place.

Finally, after a little more than half an hour, all of the new books and guides were put into their new place, and all of the old ones into boxes. Now all that they had to do was put the boxes into the inventory, where they would later become part of 50% sales or even a donation to nearby schools and the like

The boxes were unsurprisingly heavy, but with a slight-grunt jim had amounted a mountain of them, and carried them off with little to no trouble, while douxie levitated the rest with his magic having a similar ease

With their jobs finally done, it was incredibly tantalizing to just rest in one of the many comfy-looking chair’s, they were nearing the end of the day after all. But they couldn’t rest just yet. Like the teenagers they were, they had many movies to watch, and many unhealthy but delicious snacks to consume

Upon reaching Jim's home the blue duo began preparing their nourishment, such as salted caramel popcorn, Smores with sprinkles and even some cheesy nachos with bacon bits and homemade tacos. All incredibly mouth-watering of course

And on their way to the market entrance they met Toby and Claire. The shadow-mancer was in charge of the projector and movie selection, while Toby had brought many pillows and blankets courtesy of Nana's hobby. Tonight was going to be epic

And so the group went down the spiraling crystal chairs of the trollmarket. It wasn’t quite the same, and you could still see some of the destruction yet to be undone by the rebuilding. But it was still breath-taking with the hearthstone standing defiantly after being destroyed, honestly jim was still in awe of that

They were warmly received by their hosts, Blinky had taken care of their things while Arrrgh wrapped them in a big comforting hug, it felt like everything was well in their world and it was amazing. And soon the place was covered in fuzzy rugs, soft blankets and some troll-sized pillows that might as well have been bean-bags for humans. It was perfect, they were comfy, they had snacks and it was show-time

The first movie of the night was a new one from a very beloved franchise, and one pretty adored by the gang at that. But as the movie progressed, one thing became increasingly clear ……. the movie was plain awful. It kept making strange turns and twists that felt like blinky was driving half-blind and drunk, the humor and joke were missing the mark if not just weird. And the ending ? The ending was the biggest affront to their beloved show and to cinema in the history of the universe

It came to a point that even a bit of popcorn was thrown against the projected screen. And usually Jim was completely against the act of wasting food, but this time ? It was warranted, it was a shame he couldn’t throw rotten tomatoes at whoever dared to commit such monstrosity

With that poorly disguised train-wreck of a movie done ( thank deya ), their marathon was briefly interrupted for a very serious and professional in-depth discussion over how horrendous the movie was and why. Or at least that was the intention before their passions got a little heated, but they couldn’t help it ! and hey, it was a pretty good way to bond that didn’t involve danger or trauma, which they could all use more of

Even Blinky and Arrrgh admitted the movie was bad, not really engaging or entertaining to begin with, which no one could really argue against, since a movie was just another way to tell a story. And the pair only knew the basics well enough to have context for the movie, so they were as unbiased as they could be. And again the movie was supposed to end the series on a high note, it didn’t make sense to judge it by itself, and even like that it was bad

Honestly it was way more interesting for the older pair to watch the younger trio discuss and point things out as they talked

After everyone had verbally eviscerated the movie for committing the crime of existing ( and badly at that ) they’ve decided to shuffle their marathon selection a bit. What better way to continue than watching all over again their favorite episodes all over again ? The movie was awful, that was true. But it wasn’t gonna stop them from loving the rest of the series. They just wouldn't let evil triumph like that

They went from one to the other as they devoured the precious snacks like the teenagers they were. And as things go with long movie night marathons at night, they started to fall asleep, or at least the younger ones of the group did. Blinky, Arrrgh and Douxie just watched in amusement as the trio began getting comfy in their sleep

They were getting sleepy as well, but they had enough energy to do one last thing before hitting the hay themselves. Blinky went to cover Claire with a blanket, and so did the krubera with toby, that left Jim to Douxie

The punk wizard stopped for a moment to appreciate how peaceful the blue troll looked all cozied up between his friends, before covering him with a cozy blanket as well, and if the levitation spell he used had extra sparkles sue him! He was feeling a bit more sentimental than usual. He and Jim were a lot alike, one could say

Both of them had the legacy of Merlin looming over them for quite some time ( one more than the other of course ) both worked really hard to live up to the expectations, plus they also really rocked the color blue. Honestly he was still in awe of Jim’s accomplishments

He was not only the youngest trollhunter in history, but had succeeded as a human by slaying Bular the Butcher where many others trolls had failed, and so much more by finally ending the conflict, by cleaning up the mess that king arthur started, by defeating Gunmar for once and for all. Though that did come from a big sacrifice on the current trollhunter’s part

He didn’t always agree with his late mentor, he didn’t like the idea of drastic permanent measures before exhausting every other avenue or possible solution, he knew they were strapped for time and resources, but still, it was such a sacrifice to make, his life, his future as human, in order to defeat Gunmar as a troll. He didn’t doubt the teen bravery or commitment to his loved ones, it was just that big of a deal, very few would make that sacrifice

Thinking now Jim would make a great king, and if he ever needed a wizard he would be happy to fill the role, though at the rate Claire was learning, he doubted he would need to do it for long, if at all. Yep he was definitely getting a bit too sentimental, not that it was a bad thing of course, he just needed to get his head on a pillow a warm blanket over him first

Future-sight or not, he just knew that he would need a good-night of rest, though that was mostly common sense at this point, still he just felt like tomorrow would be filled with rambunctious teens, they still had plenty of summer to burn through and plenty of memories to make. It sounded nice

They could do several movie marathons, they could experiment with foods and discover what jim could and couldn't eat, so far he could eat nearly everything a troll could and way more human food that he initially thought, they could experiment with magic and get into shenanigans that need complicated and difficult magical solutions, heck maybe they could do something truly crazy ……. which was sleeping in and then having a brunch buffet later. And with this last thought the wizard fell into a peaceful sleep as he dreamed.

One of many recommendations for Troll Jim drawings:

Jim being a “little” shit teasing Douxie cause he taller than him now.

He may be taller but Douxie’s still got several years on the buddy boy.

Recommended by @honeyxmonkey

More recommended pictures to come 😄

#trollhunters #trollhunters netflix #netflix #jim lake jr #jim lake junior #troll jim #half troll jim #douxie #douxie casperan #This took so long !! Like I had the idea of making this sometime after you posted ..... I'm just a really slow writer #This went through so many revisions #and I've still got plenty to grow as a writer #But I'm getting there

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i keep seeing ex remmick which u eat up everytime but i’m wondering what the process of breaking up with him would be like

Thank youuuu 😝😝 I feel that a lot of this is kinda just me retelling some stuff.. maybe? Not really but it’s different ways he’ll be ruining your life that were mentioned before. This doesn’t have a ton of smut.. actually close to none lolz. This reads to be very.. aggressive on his end. It is supposed to be like that.. he’s a piece of shit sorry.

Honestly.. I think it would be a very complicated process.. because in my mind I think Remmick doesn’t necessarily ever think you two are ‘broken up’. Like yes.. you kicked him out and told him to fuck off and said this is over BUT LIKE you were just upset. People say means things all the time when they’re upset.

I truly don’t think he ever sees you as not satisfied.. cause he knowssss he’s satisfying you so like why are you acting mean and RUDE?? Not cool wtf. It’s kinda how he wouldn’t leave alone ANYONE IN THE JUKE JOINT even tho they told him to fuck off SEVERAL TIMES. He literally won’t take no for an answer, it’s not in his vocabulary so why should it be in yours.

So with that added pain of him not really seeing you as separated just ya know going through a mild disagreement.. which if he wants to call it that he shouldn’t be using the word mild. It’s farrr from it, like you two literally threaten each other, that’s not mild.

Threats of killing one another, threats of going to the police or family or vampire hunters. Everyone and anyone at this point. It’s bad. Wtv. Ahem.

Point is— it’s hard to leave someone who doesn’t see you as separated.

That’s also where the toxicity comes from, because at some point you become beyond annoyed with him. He won’t stop showing up, won’t stop threatening to eat your family, coming up with lies that he’ll change, that NO he isn’t mean.

You eventually meet your breaking point when you do try to move on, threaten to start sleeping with other people and he, I KIDD YOU NOT, yells about how you can’t be with anyone else cause uhhhh he’ll curse them to die from a terrible infection!

“Vampirism?”

“No.. worse. If you sleep around, every dick you touch will fall off.”

And he’s not kidding LMAOOO. Do I think he’ll have the ability to do that.. idk. I don’t actually know if vampires can actually possess people or anything.. but he does cause I said so. Not possess I guess but more so he makes them go crazy. Like actually crazy.

Remmick PLAGUES the minds of those you touch. Also.. he counts this as cheating on him. He’s not too fond of it, matter of fact it pisses him off really really bad but wtv. You’re just going through a weird phase.

Ya know those people who say ‘they know where home is’ when speaking about their cheating spouse? Yeah that’s fucking him. Except he also curses and scares off anyone you actually do. I don’t wanna go tooo in depth cause quite a few people asked for a second ex!Remmick post and one person asked for this exact scenario.. so more on that later. It’s gonna be part of the part 2 of that post.

Anyway.

Once your done with sleeping with other people cause CLEARLY that isn’t helping anyone (this proves his point right btw even tho it wasn’t on purpose on ur end.. he still sees you stopping as a means of you ‘leaving this phase’)

You decide that maybe packing up and moving would do good. Leaving your house, leaving your family, the town. Everything. Last day of packing tho he shows up and fucking flips his shit.

This is where I reallly wanna reel in the fact that toxic Remmick is extremely scary. Like really scary, you should probs not be trying to look for this man, type of scary. Cause he wrecks all your shit, tells you how are you going to leave when you have nothing??

“Fuck you! I’m done, we’re done— done! I’ve been done, I’m moving-“

He tuts, shaking his head slow, “and what exactly will you be leavin with? Got no furniture now, got no clothes, jewelry.. baby, you’re not prepared to go.”

And it’s like.. hello?? Yes I was but you literally lit all my shit on fire while happily jumping up and down. Hooting and hollering, happier than a fucking clam. He’s unwell. He saw all your stuff resting outside, heard you still shifting around stuff inside, packing the rest of what you got. You live far out.. so having shit stolen isn’t exactly on your mind but you thought ‘hey, just one more box and I’m done’ only to go outside to see a massive bonfire.

And who’s standing beside it with a box FILLED with matches? Remmick :))

He lights all your shit on fire, and if you have a car he slashes the tires. Lights it on fire too.. this is starting to sound actually really bad. Omg okay but HE DOES THIS OKAY. I’m not backing out, he destroys ur shit!!

Okay.. moving is a big no. And ya know what else is a big no.. ur friends. You see.. Remmick does some hunting and searching, he decides ya know what?! I’m gonna take this bitch’s friends. Yeahhh fuck you im making you a complete loner. So that’s what he does LMAOOOO he makes ur ass a bigger loser then him by quite literally taking out all of ur friends.

And he uses that hivemind like noooo one else. Forces them to try and convince you back together, that really he will change. That this is just a word phase ur going through, cold feet. Ya know.. but that’s okay! He’ll warm them up!! He completely takes away their personality, who they are. What they want, what made them.. them. Everything you loved, those imperfections, the characteristics.. mind you, these people are your home. A found family of some sort all built on the need to find connection outside of family. Outside of blood.

And that’s gone.

It freaks you out, rightfully so. Everyone is so.. bleak. A empty cast of what they use to be, pawns for his own destruction. Makes you wanna vomit and sob on the floor.

And you do. Really you do. You start to actually feel trapped, unable to really do anything.

Your friends keep saying, “just let us in! Let him in! I can see all his memories.. all his emotions. Everything. Honey, he really does love you.” And it would be a friend of urs that HATES men. Hello? Not the same person.

AND HE STILL WONT LEAVE GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE. Stillll thinks ur together and—

“ya know, this whole cat and mouse thing is really startin to get on my nerves, hun. Just- I don’t even know why you’re upset.”

He really doesn’t. Remmick doesn’t get why you won’t let him in, or why you keep claiming you broke up. You didn’t? He thinks he’s in the right, thinks all of this is for your own good cause.. you two are meant to be, mean to thrive together. Why would you give that up cause of one messy argument.

It wasn’t a messy argument and really he’s always been manipulative.

If he were to convince you to have make up sex he would try to baby trap you. I’m certain of it.. that or because I don’t think vampires can have babies, he would bite you. Just like in the fic. More on this later.. actually I’m thinking long and hard about this, you will be seeing it.

#idk what to tell ya #remmick #Remmick x reader #Drabble I guess #more scary hardly any smut he is actually crazy

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temis-de-leon · 16 hours ago

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Shy gn!reader who has never dated anyone before the Demon Brothers

Characters: Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus and Beelzebub (x reader, separately)

Main Masterlist

Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3 , Dateables version

Requested by: Romance Anon

A/N: I know I said requests will be posted from July on, but I literally remembered this one two days ago and I think it got requested last year, so...

Mammon

Since the very first moment he saw you, there has been no one else in his mind, including those he’s already dated or fooled around with. Why would he look at anyone else when you’re right beside him? Why would he think about previous heartbreaks when you make him feel so light-hearted?

Okay, sure, he’s most of a ‘casual, noncommittal fling’ type of guy, and perhaps calling his failed relationships ‘heartbreaks’ is an exaggeration, but some of them did hurt at the time, you know?

There weren’t many souls that loved him despite his gambling addiction and his kleptomaniac tendencies, and, while he understood why they eventually broke things up with him, it always left a sour taste in his mouth.

So, not only you are the first one to insist on seeing the best he can be, but he also seems to be unable to succumb to the temptations of greed when you’re around.

He doesn’t yearn for more because you’re already more than enough, and for the very same reason, he doesn’t think about what he used to have and lost.

Surprisingly, Mammon isn’t especially insecure about your relationship history, even when he doesn’t know nothing about it. After all, if you don’t reminiscence or wonder about anyone, then why should he be worried?

Competing with his own brothers and that nasty human sorcerer for your attention is enough of a headache.

There isn’t any particular reason that pushes you to tell him about your lack of experience other than you wanting him to know you better.

He’s playing a new game (more like constantly dying) while you’re sitting right next to him eating some takeout food, and the words blurt out of your mouth before you can even register them, like is just another fun fact about your favourite animal.

At first, Mammon frowns when he hears you, because how could anyone not have shown interest in you before, and then smiles with the usual superiority he carries like a shield.

“Well, who cares who you did or didn’t date? You’re with the Great Mammon now, right? And there’s no one better!”

He sounds arrogant and cocky when he says it, but there’s a hint of truth in his words.

Now that you’re with him, does anything else really matter?

Plus, there’s something sweet in knowing that he is your first in every sense of the word.

Leviathan

Telling him about your lack of previous partners is actually an act of mercy towards his sense of self-worth and the insecurities born out of your feelings for him and the relationship you’ve created together.

It is obvious, even to an outsider, that Levi isn’t used to real life romance and fully believes is not made for it either.

He states himself as a shut-in who finds comfort and sensibility in 2D animation and carefully programmed intelligence and social interaction. The media he consumes is based on the buyer’s preferences, so his views on the world beyond his bedroom door are drastically black and white. That is, although he appreciates the morals of friendship and heroism, he’s quick to categorize strangers based on pure actions; like contemptuously calling you a normie when he met you even though he really didn’t know you at all.

Of course, there is a need of escapism in what he does.

He doesn’t feel like enough compared to most of his brothers or others around him (he still can’t believe he shares interests with Diavolo, who willingly wants to spend time with him), so he traps himself in his comfort zone, dresses up and role-plays, and creates passwords to keep those who don’t respect his passions away.

Taking that into consideration, Levi still doesn’t completely understand how he managed to end up with someone so admirable as you.

Your relationship isn’t based on romance or lust, so, despite being in love with you, your friendship is what he values the most. You are kind to him, patient and attentive, and you never make fun of what he likes even if it isn’t a particular interest of yours. He looks up to your bravery, and how you’re willing to try new things.

He really, really can’t comprehend why you chose to be with him, so the moment you share the fact that he’s your first partner, you rock his entire world.

You mean to tell him that you could’ve had anyone in the three realms, yet he’s the one that ended up dating you? Is that it??

His eyes start to sparkle and he smiles like the world finally makes sense to him.

He finally believes he deserves good things.

Satan

Before he met you, Satan didn’t really understand how far love could go; how limitless it could become if paired with the right person. He acted, more than you could ever imagine, as an obvious “matter of fact” type of guy: what it was, was, and it always had a reason to be.

Still, his intellect and charisma made him easy to like and love, and he had connections with all sorts of people, so he got to have a partner every now and then. Normally, they were established, formal relationships, but he didn’t reject casual ones if the occasion took place.

Most of the reasons for his breakups were normal: lost feelings, different directions, disagreements…; but there were others that… honestly? Took him by surprise.

And not in the good way.

The reason some of his ex-partners used to leave him that infuriated him the most was that he didn’t love them enough, or at all; and no matter how much he insisted on his feelings for them, they didn’t believe him.

The root of their conclusions?

Satan loved cats more than he loved them.

He cooed at them, made entire photoshoots, and spent copious amounts of money for the sake of feeding and playing; his cheeks reddened in uncontained excitement whenever he saw even the smallest hints of pointy ears and a long, sinuous tail; and whoever looked at his eyes each time a cat was involved could swear that he had stars in his pupils.

But could anyone blame him?

They were cats.

Besides, the love he felt for his feline companions was not comparable to what he felt for his partners, and, if they felt threatened by it, then perhaps it was never meant to be.

Once you started dating, though, Satan couldn’t help but wonder if you went through the same struggles in your own relationships as he did in his. Being accused of not giving enough while actively trying to do what you thought was best.

Even worse, would you end up having the same insecurities?

He figures the best course of action is sharing his worries, instead of letting them build up to something that could damage what you have, and it is then when he learns that he is your first partner ever.

He’s surprised, obviously, but also glad and excited. Of course, unlike his idiotic brother, Satan doesn’t find comfort in being “your first”, but now you have the possibility of exploring your relationship together.

You make him feel hope about all the love he can give you.

Asmodeus

Although perhaps not the best at relationships, he’s certainly the most experienced. Thankfully, you knew what you were getting into when you starting dating him.

His powers are born from lust, a feeling he represents with his whole being, so his behaviour nurtures from it as well and he nourishes in its abundance. The search for pleasure is, for him, as natural as breathing air or drinking water, and the result is involving himself with all types of people.

From angels to demons, including humans (and perhaps some more), Asmo has flirted and spent more than time with anyone who has shown an active interest in him and revered him as the precious jewel he is. He is a beautiful demon who deserves to be looked at and finds satisfaction in being perceived as extraordinary.

However, don’t think everything he values in a relationship is physical.

While, yes, sex plays a big part in his life, that’s not what pleasure is all about.

There’s a deep satisfaction that comes from sharing your time and thoughts with a special someone; the feeling of complicity of vulnerability that only few people can provide.

Contrary to popular belief, Asmo has been in love before. Either monogamous or polygamous, relationships aren’t unknown to him, and he has enjoyed every single one of them.

Sadly, though, for one reason or another, all of those met a mournful end.

If he had to bet on a reason, he would blame it all on his ex-partners’ insecurities.

There are downsides to being superior to all around him, after all.

And then he meets you.

Being immune to his charming powers was what made him truly notice your presence as worthy to be appreciated, and not just as a body to be cut open and ravaged, but it was the way you loved him what truly cemented the emotional pleasure he felt around you.

You don’t need to tell him about the lack of previous partners because he already knew from the beginning.

He could see that your shyness wasn’t just an adorable trait that defined you, but also a result of ignorance and inexperience.

Honestly? He thinks is incredibly cute, but nothing to be ashamed of. And why aren’t you more excited? You got the best teacher possible!

Beelzebub

Most students at RAD think he’s simply uninterested in relationships because he’s never been known to have one. Sure, various students have gloated about sharing a bed with him every now and then, but who is going to ask him to make sure those stories are true? Or any of his brothers, for that matter?

Out of all Avatars, he’s probably one of the most unapproachables and one of the easiest to fall victim to.

His sheer size and his monotone voice are enough to put people in their place, but what actually discourages others to talk to him is the moment they hear his empty stomach or see his drooling mouth. His gaze seems lost and hazy, and, the more they look at him, the less safe they feel.

Of course, those are extreme situations, and none have happened in a long time, but some things are difficult to forget.

Although Beel has had sporadic relationships, none of them have been serious or sentimental enough to be taken seriously or remembered fondly. Instead, his focus has been set on his family, his (literal) personal growth through eating and exercising, and, lately, you.

It wasn’t until you came into the picture that others outside of the family and their group of close friends finally saw him in love, blushing out of nowhere and smiling like life made sense whenever you entered the room. His bottomless stomach grew quieter.

He never gave any particular thought to the possible ex-partners you could’ve had.

You are with him, now, aren’t you? He’ll treat you right and he’ll love you more than anyone has ever done before. That’s what’s most important.

He only learns about being your first boyfriend when you’re both walking home after fangol practice, holding hands. For some reason he can’t truly understand, maybe pure curiosity, he asks you if any of your previous partners was an athlete like him, and that’s when you tell him.

Beel raises his eyebrows for just a second before shrugging, and that’s the only response he gives.

It really doesn’t matter to him, besides being a reminder that he has to make things a tad bit better just for you.

He doesn’t plan on being the current boyfriend that set the standards too high, but still; you deserve the very best.

Taglist: @ilovecandys2010 @ollieoven @kingofspadesdelusion @whimsybloom @mia4gotcookiez @tinyweebsstuff

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suzukiblu · 22 hours ago

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WIP excerpt for Waywren Truesong behind the cut, who asked for "shenanigans" along the lines of "lies, identity porn, kidnappings of dubious virtue, or just plain misunderstandings" for Tim(ber)kon and is getting "stray cat strut". content warnings: setting where it is considered socially acceptable to keep sapient species as "pets" or "working animals". (( chrono || non-chrono ))

Yeah, he’s gonna resist the temptation to sneak a pic of the hot cat for Bernard. Unfortunately, having ethics has once again proven itself to be an annoying inconvenience in his life.

Though probably he should avoid saying it like that around Bruce if it ever comes up. Bruce is still annoyed about the last time Gun Batman was in the time period. Or “Savior”, or whatever other incredibly psychologically-concerning name the asshole’s going by this time.

Honestly at this point, Tim would take just about any option for a codename that did not in any way contain the name “Robin”, but he absolutely draws the line at both “Batman” and “Savior”. Those ones are just . . . not happening, thanks. Like, ever. Cass and Damian can deal with Batman; he’s going to figure out . . . he doesn’t know, a Nightwing or an Oracle or something. Possibly a Huntress or a Red Hood, if it comes to it.

. . . statistically, probably a Red Hood, yeah. If nothing else, he does keep kinda-accidentally stealing Jason's old ID's. Like it’s never been planned or anything, just–

“You are staring, Drake,” Damian says dubiously. Which is the third time he’s “Drake”-d him in this conversation, and the second since he’s noticed him staring at the rescue cat, so . . . yeah, Damian is absolutely in a mood today, and clearly getting even more so. Not even a single halfhearted sneer of “Timothy” to be seen.

Tim should really be more concerned about that fact, given “being concerned about Damian” is the literal entire reason he’s even at this event to begin with, but the rescue cat’s tail is currently swishing absolutely goddamn hypnotically from side to side, and that is . . . extremely distracting, yeah. Like . . . very distracting.

Jeeeeesus, look at him.

Tim actually doesn’t even want to take a picture of him anymore. His cell phone camera could not possibly do this rescue cat justice, and he is not saying that because his cell phone camera is in any way a bad or even mediocre cell phone camera; he just needs an actual camera and like, maybe a ring light or something. Actually, no, he wants to put together a full three-point lighting setup and get the rescue cat inside it, which is not even something he really used to do, he was always way more into taking candid shots and outdoor photography in general, not actually–

“Drake,” Damian says in exasperation, and Tim startles.

“Uh,” he says, trying not to wince.

“Either intervene in the situation or cease this undignified behavior,” Damian says, obviously irritated, and Tim–pauses.

“The ‘situation’?” he repeats.

“The cat's agitation, obviously,” Damian says. “Or do you think I am just unimpressed with the incredibly limited selection of vegetarian hors d'oeuvres at this event?”

“. . . I feel like you definitely are, though,” Tim says, and Damian rolls his eyes.

“Tt,” he says. “Cats and dogs make up eighty-five percent of the attending rescue pets. Cats are obligate carnivores and dogs are facultative carnivores. Obviously the event’s catering should cater more strongly towards meat-based diets. Frankly the total lack of options to please an insectivore is more offensive. At least some range of an herbivore-appropriate selection is available.”

Tim stares blankly at him. He debates pointing out that there is next to no chance that anyone running this event at any point thought about the pets’ food preferences over the potential donors’, but he's supposed to be keeping Damian from starting shit with anyone, not giving him valid reasons to.

“Why do you think the cat’s upset?” he asks, figuring changing the subject is the better part of valor. “He looks fine.”

Actually the rescue cat looks like he’s in his element and thriving, all leaned in towards the group of potential donors with a charming grin and flirty expression, his tail still swishing back and forth in the same hypnotic pattern.

Damian gives him an absolutely withering look, then tilts his head towards the rescue cat.

“His tail is lashing,” he says matter-of-factly. “That is a negative response in feline pets. He has also been holding it in a particularly low position and has curled it around his thighs twice. He is displaying clear signs of stress and attempted self-soothing behaviors.”

“Uh,” Tim says.

“If you are ignorant of the nuances of feline body language, why are you observing the situation so closely?” Damian asks, eyeing him suspiciously.

Tim would sooner die than answer that question honestly, thanks.

“I was trying to remember the PR rep’s name,” he lies. Damian gives him another one of the withering looks he’s so effectively–and annoyingly–mastered.

“Tana Moon,” he says. “She is thirty-one years old. She was born in Hawaiʻi and attended college at Metropolis University. She secured an externship at WGBS during her senior year and severed the relationship before completion for unidentified ‘personal reasons’, returned to Hawaiʻi after graduation and was a reporter there for KONA-TV for five years and an anchor for two. She left KONA-TV three years ago for, again, unidentified ‘personal reasons’, and has been employed by Paradise Rescue as their sole publicist ever since. She took a thirty-four percent pay cut to accept the position.”

“. . . Damian,” Tim says slowly. “You know you can just, like . . . not run a background check on literally everyone on the guest list of every single event you ever attend in your life, right?”

“Moon is not on the guest list,” Damian says. “She is staff.”

“Right, yeah,” Tim says, putting a hand over his face. “Point stands, alright?”

“We are in Gotham, Drake,” Damian retorts witheringly, giving him a look so unimpressed that it nearly deals psychic damage, then links his hands together behind his back and walks past him towards Moon and the rescue cat and the little knot of people they’re in front of. Tim, in one crystal-clear instant, thinks about the potential donors in said knot of people, the pets of those potential donors, the rescue cat’s lashing tail, and Damian’s very matter-of-fact and black-and-white opinions of people who cause “negative responses” in pets, and immediately rushes after him while looking as little like he’s rushing as humanly–or Robin-ly–possible.

He just really does not want to be cited in the next entry in Damian’s incident binder, alright? Or get any more entirely unfair footnotes added to his own either.

Seriously, he’s already filed enough appeals to the ones he’s got in the Batcomputer. He really doesn’t feel like writing up any more.

He really doesn’t feel like writing up any more if the sentence “no really, I totally had a logical reason for brainlessly staring at that really attractive rescue cat and his pretty, pretty laugh and GORGEOUS grin and that shiny little earring and the jumpsuit that he fills out so improbably well” needs to be contained in any of them.

#timkon #timberkon #(eventually)#tim drake #damian wayne #kon el #conner kent #dc robin #superboy #wip: stray cat strut #waywren truesong

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starryjkoo · 3 days ago

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so can we talk about jikook now 😭

Ask #2

the amount of crash outs happening these past few days lol https://x.com/jikookreports/status/1937517826106921229

lmao, where to even start oh my god 😭 sorry this is going to be all over the place

they just spent 18 months together but the first thing they wanted to do post-military was travel together (and feed swans)? so not only are they not sick of each other after all that, they actually wanted to spend more time together? All of the other members have been doing solo activities, traveling solo, meeting up with their other friends, but somehow jikook, the only two members who were never separated, are the ones traveling together? For over a week? 😭 and they’re being all cute, giggly, and happy?

i mean, it’s not surprising because it’s jikook, but it’s still one of those times where they randomly do something crazy that not even jikookers were anticipating. and they really, actually don’t get sick of each other, which is also crazy to me. you would have to get along with someone so well to be able to spend that much time with them and in all those different situations too. we again already knew that about jikook, but every time i’m reminded it still surprises me for some reason. it’s why the story of JK going to jimin’s room for hours to hang out has always been one of my favorites. being so close with someone that you literally seek them out just because you find comfort in their presence is just so…

if it really is ays i’m going to go even more crazy because they genuinely love that show so much and that’s always made me so soft. they had so much fun making it, coming up with the title, the little catchphrase, giggling over their mishaps and hoping armys would find it funny. they really loved those trips. i think they also loved it because it was their thing that they created together, if that makes sense. i thought they were even a little protective of it in jeju lol. i just think it’s sweet how much they loved it, so if they really wanted to continue it first thing out of the military? like they mentioned having all these late night conversations about their future plans, so were they really in their talking about taking trips together again too? 😭 no clue if ays is actually what they’re doing or if it’s something else but i’m excited either way. I’m really just glad it looks like they’re taking it easy and having fun, no matter what they’re up to.

also that dance challenge video was peak jikook. everything about it gives me cute aggression. how can they have so much fun just recording a little dance challenge? what do you even focus on, there’s just so many cute little moments? jk down there on the ground and the silly camera angles and the humming and giggling. they’re just so cute and playful, and what exactly are they laughing about? the way they STILL just have so much fun doing whatever together? and seeing jimin dance again was like crack, he’s just amazing, i can’t wait to see him back on stage. i’m glad that he posted because there’s nothing better than getting confirmation straight from the source so yeah i guess those of us who were holding back can freely scream now lmao 😭

genuinely so curious what they’re up to and where all they’ve been but i guess we’ll find out eventually it’s just nice to know that they’re having fun. hopefully people will give them space and privacy. so curious if jimin will actually go to the dior show! also i would die if what they’re doing has anything to do with music. i kind of doubt it but that would be awesome. honestly it’s just nice to be reminded they’re free and out of there and we’re going to be getting any kind of content from them lol (solo or duo or ot7, even random social media updates).

but it’s a really cute way to close out their military service considering they traveled together right before they enlisted and that was partially the theme of the show. in sapporo it even felt heavy at times because it was clearly on their mind and on top of everything else they were using the trip as a way to make memories to look back on while they were in there (something they literally voiced). it really is full circle that the first thing they wanted to do was travel together again. that might be the format they feel comfortable sharing their military stories with us considering they can edit out anything that they’re not supposed to share. idk, there’s just so much to unpack, but we still really have no idea what’s up so 😭 it might not be anything like we’re expecting too, or it might not be content at all who knows.

and yeah we’re about to see the most insane crash outs 🥴 although i guess they’ve already started crashing out. i haven’t been online too much yet so i haven’t seen the scope of it but the link you sent + i know especially JJKs were really upset leading up to this already. i think other people have already articulated and called out how insane and entitled those sorts of fans are. it’s genuinely crazy to see them threaten to unstan because jkk are hanging out when they’ve always been like this. not sure what else jikook are going to have to do for these people to understand that they genuinely just enjoy being around each other. was enlisting together and talking about relying on each other not clear enough? JK calling ays the best trips of his life or talking about doing twelve more seasons not enough? it’s also kind of pathetic that they have to make everything about “fanservice” instead of just acknowledging that jikook are, i don’t know, friends? 🥴 they’d really shade the person they supposedly stan instead of just admitting jikook enjoy hanging out together. or do they really just see all their interactions as romantic?

they’re just constantly trying to gaslight themselves that jikook hate each other so they can feel better about their own feelings/ship. Or they're so narcissistic they can’t help but project their own feelings onto jikook and fully believe it’s reality. those sorts of fans just want to control them, live vicariously through them and their careers, and have no care or respect for them as individuals and human beings. and the fans crashing out about wanting music instead, it’s so stupid because they’re obviously going to be working on music and other solo projects soon (they could even be doing that right now). so it’s not about that, it’s just that THEY can’t stand jkk being close which is so pathetic. and no, i don’t have any issue with people just not being interested in certain content (some ppl straight up just don’t like non-music content in general and that’s fine), but that’s not the situation with these “fans”.

also those anti-jikook narratives are just so ridiculous and stupid and they look even crazier post military. jikook very clearly have autonomy to do whatever they want to do, just like all the other members are doing right now. they’re trying to come up with all these excuses for a possible ays season 2 instead of considering that jikook just enjoyed making it and wanted to do it again. or whatever they’re doing together is simply because it’s something they want to do. the company cant force any of them to do shit 😭 (which is funny because if tkkrs could they would absolutely make the company force tkk to do a subunit since they’re so obsessed with trying to demand it even though if tkk wanted to they just would). trust if this was a calculated move by the company then we’d be getting ot7 content or tkk content, not jkk when literally their solos hate each other the most, there already is jkk content, and when they’re the most disliked duo in the fandom (obviously they have a ton of fans, but no duo is actively disliked more than jkk either). literally saw some armys tkkrs actually whining about it being more likely that we get a jkk subunit before tkk as if that’s a normal response to seeing jkk hanging out together. this fandom man…

another thing is that jikook aren’t oblivious to the fact that there are a lot of people who don’t like seeing them together. but they clearly don't care 😭. i’m sure they know the situation with each others solos, and even shippers to an extent. the fact that their first activity out of the military is doing something together just shows how little regard they have for any fans that dislike or diminish their friendship and that they will continue to do whatever the hell they want. i just think that’s so cool? they stay unbothered and catering to no one but genuine fans who appreciate them for who they are and respect them doing whatever they want to do.

just kind of rambling now, but i also think it’s cool how they’re fine with their branding having this much overlap? because yeah jikook are being associated a lot with each other officially lately. that’s honestly just because they’re close and enjoy doing things together and i don’t think anything more to it than that. but basically everything post military has been jikook. their whole official press conference return, their return live, their photobooth pictures and first social media posts (has JK even posted anything other than JM yet? sorry if i’m forgetting 😭). jimin has posted jk several times now (still soft about him using still with you), and now their first official activity might be something together.

i really hope this isn’t taken the wrong way. obviously they are very serious about their solo careers which are wholly their own and have nothing to do with the other and i’m expecting them to go all in on that soon. not claiming at all they don’t want to be seen as individuals because they very much do and should be and i can’t wait for jjk2 and pjm3 and their solo concerts. they work so insanely hard on their solo carers and i know that they're both workaholics and probably already have a bunch of insane stuff planned. i hate when people try to associate everything they do with the other. but it’s cool that they also just… i don’t know, don’t mind it to this degree? are cool with this level of association? that it’s just kind of happening naturally because they’re just… genuinely close like that lol? despite the fact that so many people hate seeing them together, which is something i’m sure they know?

well, this is getting away from me a bit, just happy about jikook and happy all of bts are finally free, solo content coming (very likely jjk2 and tour and im sure jm will also hopefully do something 🙏), group album possibly as soon as march. it’s nice to have these things to gush about and look forward to especially with everything else going on in the world right now 🫠 seeing jimin dancing again was healing and jikook’s giggles were healing and them feeding swans is so patented jikook wholesome lol and also healing. and also they’ve both just seemed so incredibly happy in every piece of content post-military and that’s so nice to see? that dance challenge was really everything because it’s just nice to see them silly and playful and happy. jimin’s silliness in that video and then the way he clocked in for the last half? i know they’re both itching to get back on stage which has me so excited as a fan as well.

and yeah it’s nice that i can finally unleash lol because i didn’t want to get all sappy on it until there was some sort of confirmation, because they do make me really soft. just kind of amazing to have someone in life you love and connect with that much, whatever type of love, it’s just really warm and rare to find. it’s insane that some people are so nasty inside that they begrudge them that closeness because they’re selfish and insecure when they clearly provide so much support and happiness to each other. but anyways glad as always that jikook continue to do their thing, and i’m really excited for ch3.

#ask #anon #jikook #discourse #sorry to unleash 😭#this is really messy #they just make so soft #i’ve been thinking abt this all week lmao #i’m so excited for any duo content #and any solo content #and then group content #and it seems likely we’re going to get all three #maybe?#so that’s great

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lexosaurus · 3 days ago

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Sorry Jack I'm taking my issue out of the tags. Starting with I get and support this poll. However I have concerns.

My fear with this, with us moving to a different tag, comes in a few forms:

1. It's extremely fucked up that we're having to move out of our own fandom tag to find our own fandom's content. That's absolutely insane, and I hope everyone realizes this. So on principle, I don't like this.

2. My main fear is that this will give people the wrong impression. I can already start to see it in the tags of this post, and I'm worried that it will make dpxdc people think they now have the golden pass to flood the main tag with their content because "well, the dp phandom has their own separate tag now so it's okay!!" Because people aren't understanding that posts like these are us literally crying out for help and throwing shit at a wall and seeing what can stick because we've now spent the past 2 years basically unable to browse our own tag without having to block like hundreds of people (which for anyone like me who likes community events, having people blocked during event times is shitty and that's why I've been refraining from doing it for the most part though I'm seriously reconsidering my stance on that).

I agree, I would LOVE a space with danny phantom content again. But the thing is, that space has, for over ten years, been the danny phantom tag.

At this point, I am desperate enough for a tag like #dponly—which seems to be the fan favorite—or literally anything else. If people adopt it, I will use it, make no mistake. But that's not a GOOD thing. And yeah, as I said in the tags, it makes me sad that we're at this point.

Like I get that people have been sitting here for two years now quietly waiting for dpxdc people to all get the memo and stop flooding the tags, and it's either people being ignorant or inconsiderate which is why we're still waiting. I get that we're all tired of the damn gray boxes, we're so sick of seeing all the OOC content from people who have never watched the show, and we all want a solution. I just hope that people understand that if we do this, this is a BANDAID fix. Not a real one.

That's all I have right now, thank you folks.

This would be used in addition to the danny phantom tag, turning it into a true umbrella tag for everything related to Danny Phantom, while having a few major sub-tags for people to find exactly what they want.

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After some more discussion with members of the fandom in the notes of my poll asking about a community and elsewhere, it seems like the better option for everyone might actually be a new tag, so I'm making a new poll here!

Some answers to questions I think people might have are below the readmore:

Q: Why are all of these only one word?

A: For the same reason the dpxdc tag is only one word! Tumblr's tagging implementation is Not Good. Tags with spaces don't play well with it, and especially don't play well with blocked tags. If someone wants to block non-crossover Danny Phantom content, we want to make it as painless as possible for them.

Q: What issues were raised around communities?

A: A few! To name some of them:

Limited interactions with posts: Communities only let you react with emoji and leave comments on posts reblogged into them. Not great, if we want to have long reblog chains riffing on one another

Original Posters aren't notified if someone else reblogs their post into a community, even if it's public. So if someone reblogged your post into the community for you, you wouldn't know about it -- or know to look for people interacting with it.

Communities have mods, and therefore would need trustworthy, engaged mods to make it work. Over a short time frame, we could probably manage it! But over a longer one, a community for an entire fandom would probably have moderator drama. That could lead to fracturing, or people leaving specifically because they don't like the mods, etc. A tag is a lot less active maintenance.

A few people also expressed a general dislike for the feature, even if they were willing to move to one. This seems like a much smaller change that will let those people stay away from a feature they don't like, while interacting with the content they do.

Q: What about less-common crossovers? Won't those get excluded from this tag?

A: They will. I'm asking about this poll first because I figured getting the community to make a decision about the other crossovers would be easier if we'd already decided on the non-crossovers.

The current idea is to move those to their own tag as well, so they can get dedicated attention from the crossover enthusiasts who love them. One of the people I talked to about this runs the niche-dp-crossovers blog, so it's on the radar. If you have concerns or suggestions about that, the notes on this post is as good a place as any to suggest them!

#btw guys jack and i are friends this is civil discourse im not mad at him or anything #danny phantom #fandom discourse #man i just wanna get back to discoursing about oatmeal and heelys and silly things like that #and like im sorry if i come off mean here but i've been pretty quiet for 2 years now and im over it #i feel like us all being silent is just making people think it's okay to walk all over us #which it isn't #again i need neeeeeed to state i do NOT hate crossovers i literally write them #i just hate this wholeeee thing

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kettleworth · 2 days ago

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Sugar Kisses - A Susie x Ralsei Fanfic

Wrote a cute, fluffy little fic based on a comic by @myvermilioneyes because it's so damn adorable that it makes me feral. Go check them out!

...god damn it. He was being overly humble again. Even in one of their few moments of relaxation and downtime, Ralsei was still putting himself down.

It was subtle this time around. He wasn't so naive that he would keep acting like an overly innocent idiot baby around everyone else. It was obvious that the Prince was more than capable of intense magic, building, leadership (when necessary), and learning from his mistakes, whenever possible. Ralsei could look out for himself.

...but he didn't; that is what pissed Susie off the most.

Ralsei invited Kris and her – as well as Lancer and a few other Darkner pals – to a lighthearted get-together the next time the two Lightners paid Castle Town a visit. At first, the party was fun! The energy was high as many of her pals shared tea, finger sandwiches, and an enormous vanilla-frosted strawberry cake between each other. Of course, Elnina and Lanino spent most of their time making disgustingly sweet kissy-faces and murmuring sweet nothings to each other to really pay attention to everyone else. Susie chose to ignore them, for the most part, for no other reason than it made her want to puke up her tea and food. Envy? What the fuck was that?

At least Lancer was a good enough distraction, as he provided multiple laughs. Not just to Susie, but to the entire table. He bounced around from spot to spot, barely able to keep his butt in his 'designated chair'. This wasn't unexpected of the young Darkner, and Rouxl's attempts at keeping him calm only made matters more chaotic. It didn't help that he never sat in a seat, either.

'Can this guy even use his ass for anything other than standing?' Susie pondered, already polishing off her slice of cake before Ralsei even finished serving everyone their portions. If it were just her, Kris, and Ralsei, she'd already be reaching for seconds. Since this obviously wasn't the case – and because she didn't want to make a scene in front of Nubert – she quickly decided against it, opting to join in on conversation while sipping – okay, slurping – her tea. She was surprised at how sweet it happened to taste, even without her adding anything to her cup. 'Okay... does Ralsei only know how to make sweet stuff?!' She thought, absentmindedly listening in on the current topic. She wasn't complaining, of course.

She shouldn't have been too surprised with Ralsei proving, yet again, that he was a very excellent host, yet the fact that she only saw him take one singular bite of cake in between small, polite sips of tea caused her to forget about literally everything else. After all, the Prince elicited an extremely cute expression of enjoyment as he ate his own culinary creation. Why didn't he eat more of it?!

...what? So she kept track of how much Ralsei ate. So what?

Susie attempted to keep thoughts of the infuriatingly cute Prince out of her mind as she interacted with everyone. Kris was always dozens – if not hundreds – of laughs. They even taught Ralsei a few rude jokes to repeat sometime! Most of which involved the infamous “man from Nantucket”.

“K-kris!” Ralsei gasped at one point, hiding his muzzle with his scarf as everyone else howled with laughter. “H-how crude! I can't say that word!”

“Ho ho ho!” Lancer laughed uproariously, reaching an arm around the flustered goat boy. “Let Daddy Lancer help you, Toothpaste Boy!”

“...Daddy WHO?” Kris repeated suddenly, obviously shocked with the sentence. They began to double over in their chair, barely able to hide back their snickers as they held their stomach. Susie was... less subtle, pounding the table as she let loose immense bursts of laughter. Porcelain clattered and clanked as she did so, though thankfully didn't cause more damage. Aside from spilling her own teacup off the side. Clearly, she was far too amused to even worry about the hot liquid falling near her lap.

“BWAHAHA! YUH-YEAH- AHAHA! C-c'mon, 'Daddy' Lancer, tell us the word we shouldn't say!”

Throughout all of this, Rouxls merely watched with a semi-concerned expression, peering over at Ralsei as they stammered in confusion. “...huh? Uh... I don't think 'Daddy Lancer' should be saying that word, either!”

'Oh god, he doesn't know!' Susie thought, wheezing at this point as she gripped the tablecloth tightly with her left hand. 'FUCK me, Ralsei, you gotta talk to Queen more often!' It was weird to think that Ralsei knew what 'that word' meant, but didn't know the connotation behind 'Daddy'. Selective knowledge, she figured.

“Hey, don't worry!” Lancer continued, clearly enjoying the raucous laughter and attention he was receiving from his friends. “Lesser Dad has given me a whole list of tier four swears I shouldn't repeat! And this one seems like the most fun! Listen!” The young boy stated, clearing his throat before taking an incredibly deep inhale, puffing out his cheeks as he readied himself to scream the word in question.

“...CUN-”

“LANCER!” Rouxls Kaard interjected, suddenly slapping a hand over his mouth. A familiar 'SPLAT!' noise was elicited as he did so, though the tall, blue weirdo merely laughed with an uncomfortable tone. “Erm.... ahahah! Forgeteth everythinge he doth said! He knoweth not what he speaketh of!”

Within a second, however, Lancer retaliated against the lanky 'puzzle master' by chomping his thick, rounded teeth onto Rouxls' finger.

“...CHOMP!”

Rouxls let out a high pitched squeal, immediately letting go of the young boy's face as he ran away in a hyperactive, playful manner.

Naturally, the sight was more than enough to cause the three 'heroes of prophecy' loads of laughter. It was especially hilarious when the 'Duke Of Puzzles' began to chase after him, with an infuriated expression. “AAAAUUUGHH THOU... THOU WRETCHED CHILD!”

Within seconds, the 'Lesser Dad' started to play a one-sided version of 'Ring Around the Rosie' by chasing Lancer around the table. The two Lightners began to laugh at the sight, as did the 'Dark Prince', who was gripping his own teacup while pretending to not be.

“Hehehe! R-rouxls, stop! Y-you're ruining the t-tea party..!” Ralsei giggled heartily. Susie was quick to notice his feet kicking gleefully. Her cheeky smile became more subdued, pretending as if she hadn't noticed.

“I... am ruininge NOTHING!” He insisted, diving for the bouncy, bubbly boy. Obviously, he missed, causing Lancer to run straight out of the room, heading... elsewhere. “Tis be-eth this boye who squandereth our fun times!”

“Guess you'll hafta catch me to prove it, Lesser Dad!” Lancer called out, laughing louder as Rouxls grumbled even louder, chasing the smaller Darkner out of the room.

“AUGH! K-Kris! Dear friende! Mine fellow 'Puzzle Enjoyere!' S-surely thou will h-helpeth me on mine quest to capture thine bouncing baby boye... right?” Rouxls pleaded, already kneeling down and bowing his head as she begged to the human Lightner.

Susie watched as Kris let out a small laugh, wasting no time in standing on their feet, nodding eagerly. Not before grabbing their slice of Ralsei's cake and taking a large, eager bite of it. So large, in fact, that they might as well have finished it in one go. Susie was shocked... yet impressed. She felt as if Ralsei felt the same way, even as they started to follow the goofy, blue Darkner out of the room.

“S-splendid! Followe me, Sir Kris!”

“Ho ho ho!” Lancer's laugh echoed. “Two blues don't make a right, y'know!”

“LANCER! Stop teasingth me!” The so-called 'Duke of Puzzles' whined, being tailed by the human. By this point, many of the others had already left the room, either in playful pursuit of the young Darkner, or – in the case of Elnina and Lanino – 'other reasons'. Seeing the display, however, Susie couldn't help but immediately stand up from her seat, screeching the chair loudly.

“Yo, are we playing games now?!” She asked excitedly, her adrenaline rushing, ready to follow pursuit of the gangly, high-pitched Darkner.

“Oh, games? Please let me join!” Ralsei added in, standing up from his chair. Hearing this, Susie couldn't help but freeze up, watching as the goat stood up, ready to follow Kris. Leaving behind his portion of cake. His uneaten portion.

This is where Susie felt her earlier worries. Her frustrations. Games were fun, and everyone's enjoyment was palatable, but something stopped her. Was it her nerves? Her thoughts? Possibly. Before Ralsei could exit the combined bedroom that happened to belong to her and Kris, she spoke up.

“...Hey,” She started up, her voice a bit too loud for comfort. It was enough to stop Ralsei in his tracks, immediately facing the purple girl with both hands folded politely behind his back.

“...o-oh, sorry, Susie! Did you need something?” He asked happily, bearing a smile that she knew was less than genuine. Not that she'd tell him. She had her own agenda on her mind.

“Ralsei,” She started, her hair barely shadowing her eyes as she reached for his plate. Even up close, she could tell that his one, singular bite was less than satisfying for her wants. “You still didn't finish your cake.”

Without missing a beat, Ralsei closed his eyes, bouncing on his toes as he beamed eagerly – perhaps overly eagerly – to Susie. “It's okay! You can finish it!”

...fuck. FUCK. There he went again. Too humble to accept something. A gift. As usual. Even his own cooking wasn't safe from his selfish selflessness! Her seemingly neutral expression became more serious, boring into the Prince's pink eyes. Her gaze was... overly serious. Enough to throw him off guard. 'Wrong answer, bucko.'

“I ate mine, dumbass,” Susie replied with a steady, monotone voice. She didn't want to scare Ralsei away, after all. Her nerves wouldn't allow her to do so if she wanted to! Swearing came naturally to her, however, and the short, adorable prince didn't seem to react one way or the other.

'Just eat your damn cake already!' She yelled within the confines of her mind, growing more frustrated as Ralsei momentarily covered his muzzle with a sleeved hand. For a moment, Susie felt as if she was about to go feral. She knew this overly accommodating cutie-pie (where did that come from?!) would refuse her advances. Before he even had the chance, her smile became a bit wider. More... unhinged.

“...do you want me to goddamn spoon-feed you or somethin'?” Susie offered, half-joking as she began to sweat and blush. She'd sooner throw herself into a meat grinder than-

“Susie, I-” Ralsei stammered, alerting her attention. For a brief moment, she expected the usual Ralsei excuses.

'Nooo, it's too sweet, you eat it! Noooo, I made that for you and Kris! NOOOOOO, Kris would love eating that slice! Kris this, Kris that, Kris, Kris KRIS!' Susie thought, already starting to bite her lip. She nearly expected to start bleeding. Her hands trembled, ready to stand up and fetch the non-committal human.

That was until the supposed Prince froze up. His ears and cheeks began to flush darkly and deeply, rapidly at that. At first, Susie imagined she did something wrong, seeing Ralsei turn his body away from her tall, muscular frame.

“...Ralsei?” She asked, beginning to grow paranoid. The goat boy only shivered in place, his fingers attempting to grip his own hands tighter.

'...what the hell is he even thinking of right now?' Susie thought, starting to grow worried.

'YES? NO? YES, NO? NO, YES?!?' Ralsei thought to himself, attempting to hide his blushing face from Susie. God, this was such an embarrassing question! Did he need to be spoon-fed? No! Obviously not! He wasn't a moron! He knew how silverware worked!

...yet here was Susie. Tall, strong, intimidating, kind Susie. Asking if he needed to be fed! By HER?!

Ralsei's fantasies filled with the tall, purple girl, who was shoving spoon after spoon of his own cakes. A part of him wondered if she was requesting this because she wanted to make fun of him. To point and laugh and smear frosting on his fluffy fur while trying to make others look at her attempt of 'artistry'.

Most of him however... figured she'd 'do the right thing'. There was only one way to find out..

With his cheeks and ears glowing a deep, glowing pink, he clenched his eyes shut, burying his mouth within his scarf as he turned back around. It was so selfish of a request, and yet... the thought alone brought him joy. He was willing to take the chance. Before Ralsei could even begin to fight against his own want of joy, his mouth reacted faster than his brain, his head nodding violently. It was as if he had a dangerous, venomous bug on his head that he wanted to shake off.

“Yes! Y-yes..! Okay..! S-sure!” He yelped out, his voice pitched higher than was usually expected of the helpful young Prince. Being spoon-fed? Ralsei wouldn't go against this request! Not if someone else wanted to do this. Not if Susie wanted to do it.

Susie stared at him with a wide, shocked expression, apparently not even sure of what to do as she stared at the squirming, blushing goat boy. Even with his eyes shut tight, he knew he had said the wrong thing. Before he could bleat an apology, however, Susie let out a loud, bemused snort. At first, Ralsei thought she'd laugh cruelly at him. She'd deny him. 'WHAT THE FUCK, RALSEI?!' she'd yell, smearing cake into his snout. 'ARE YOU GODDAMN-'

“Okay, okay!” The real Susie laughed, barely able to hide her amusement as she stepped closer to the 'lonely prince'. Her left hand held his saucer of cake, while the right hand held a teeny tiny dessert spoon. The reptilian girl was surprisingly delicate with holding such small silverware. Susie's tone was still humorous, holding disbelief in Ralsei's reaction. “...what the hell is up with you?”

Ralsei chose not to answer, clenching his eyes tight before they teared up with embarrassment. His knees buckled, causing the prince to kneel on both knees before the larger, stronger, muscular girl. It was as if his body was succumbing to her rough tone. '...I feel so stupid and selfish!' Ralsei admitted to himself, beginning to anxiously clench the hem of his robes. 'Please, please just refuse this! Oh, h-how absolutely awful of me! No Lightner should ever bend their knee to-”

“Damn, quit nodding already!” Susie chuckled in disbelief, already kneeling on one knee as she stepped closer to the fluffy Prince of Darkness, readying a spoonful of vanilla-frosted strawberry cake. While clearly flustered, she was also somewhat... worried. “I'll help ya... just don't cry, arright?”

It was at this point that his nostrils took in the delicious scent of his own 'cooking', already feeling his stomach growling. Susie was already starting to push a spoonful of cake towards his mouth.

'THIS IS STUPID! WHAT THE HECK/HELL AM I DOING?!' Ralsei and Susie thought for a brief moment, before following through with each others' actions. This meant that Ralsei immediately chomped upon the spoon, chewing the cake and sucking the frosting off of the spoon in a dainty manner. The purple dragon girl watched, still in disbelief.

'..FUCK!' Susie thought, already pulling her spoon away and readying a second portion of baked goods to Ralsei. 'YOU'D BETTER STOP, OR ELSE I'LL... I'LL..!' She thought heatedly, biting her lips as the goat boy continued to excitedly eat every portion Susie fed to him.

Susie's thoughts froze, watching as Ralsei savored the flavor of frosting on the spoon in his mouth. It was as if it were a rare occasion. As if he weren't supposed to be doing this. His eyes were clenched closed as well, though his noises weren't avoidable.

“...mmh!” He exclaimed, sniffling somewhat. It almost appeared as if he were overwhelmed with emotions. From the way he squirmed, it was clear he was savoring each and every mouthful. The silver spoon clattered gently as he licked and chewed it clean.

“...and another one,” Susie offered gently, readying yet another spoonful of cake before gently pushing it forward. What the FUCK was she doing? A few days ago, the thought of spoon-feeding anyone would make her want to jump into the nearby lake. However, watching Ralsei eagerly munch upon spoonful after spoonful of baked goods only softened her up. She was on one knee, watching as the little nerd graciously savored his own cooking. If she didn't know any better, she would've thought he was... licking the spoon? “Tastes good, right?”

“Mhm,” Ralsei quickly answered, his voice muffled as he kept his eyes shut. His blush was growing deeper and deeper with each second. Naturally, Susie was quick to notice this, feeling equally as embarrassed as the goat was.

'STOP BEING SO GODDAMN CUTE!' She yelled within her mind, shivering and shuddering in place as she stared at Ralsei. Her spoon clattered against the saucer that held his cake, barely able to contain herself.

'Oh god, she must hate this,' The poor prince thought to himself, savoring and gulping down the overly sweet flavor of cake frosting. He might as well leave now, right? Surely, he had eaten enough at this point. Darkners didn't need this sort of treatment. They didn't deserve it. Did they? It didn't stop Susie from feeding him his own magical baking. 'Cut your loses, Ralsei..!' He thought momentarily, wondering if he should just dart for the doorway, chasing after Kris, Lancer, and Rouxls Kaard. 'Just join the others-'

Ralsei's thoughts were interrupted by another spoon of delicious, vanilla-strawberry cake entering his lips. He didn't even realize his mouth was open!

“...weirdo,” Susie huffed playfully, barely able to look away from the sight of what she was allowing to happen. Her tone was gruff, yet... delicate. Gentle. Loving.

...loving?! Where the fuck did THAT... well, why wouldn't this whole ordeal be loving? Here she was, feeding spoonful after spoonful of cake to a guy who didn't even think he deserved a bedroom. It was obvious to her that she had to harbor some sort of love to him. She certainly wouldn't be doing this for anyone else.

“...mhmm....” The submissive prince replied softly, agreeing with her previous statement. He was still in disbelief of what was happening, yet still accepting the actions of his words. Yeah, he was a 'weirdo'. If that was the case, however, he'd happily be a 'weirdo' forever. Whatever made Susie continue to show her kind, gentle affection to him. Ralsei kept his eyes shut as she continued, unsure if he could look into Susie's pretty face without feeling even more flustered than he did currently.

Susie felt somewhat fortunate that Ralsei's eyes were closed. Even if her moves were delicate and slow, it was clear that she was feeling a lot of pent up 'cuteness aggression,' something she never even knew she experienced! Her composure was growing weaker with each piece of cake fed to the fluffy boy, her purple cheeks burning darker and hotter than they've ever been. Her own body was starting to shudder, once again beginning to secretly argue with her instincts.

'He looks so damn happy... I think?! He hasn't pulled away yet...little guy loves this...' She pondered, watching Ralsei thoughtfully chew his current piece. Susie felt her hands shake nervously, a new, different idea spawning in her brain. '...no. This is a dumbass idea, NO. I don't even know if he'll like it!' Ralsei's sweetness was becoming too much for the supposed 'tough girl' to bear. Even when he wasn't trying, he still managed to turn her heart into mushy slop. Why did she love it so much?!

'Do you dare? Do you fucking dare?!' Susie thought, panicking inwardly as she began to bite her lip again.

“...'kay. A-another bite, comin' up,” She said aloud, her hushed voice surprisingly anxious. She quietly set the plate and spoon off to the side, steeling her nerves. 'Now or never..!'

“Uh huh...” Ralsei responded, equally as quiet. With his eyes still shut, he began to open his mouth, readying himself for another piece of cake. Instead of baked goods, however, the fluffy prince got a taste of something very unexpected. In his opinion, it was much better than cake.

Susie had shoved her face forwards, bumping her lips against Ralsei's and kissed him. As the girl held the smooch, his eyes shot open, incredibly surprised with this turn of events. His blush burned redder than apples and hotter than all of the stars in the sky, almost in disbelief of what was even happening! Susie's lips were pleasantly soft, and it only took a few moments before Ralsei found himself melting longingly into the tender moment.

“Mmmh..!” He exclaimed with a muffled squeak, his brain completely fried of any and all conscious thought that didn't have to do with the girl he was kissing.

'Can this boy get any fluffier? Even his damn lips are soft!' Susie mused, barely able to think straight as her stumpy tail began wagging like crazy behind her. She imagined that, if Ralsei had one too, it'd be doing the same (and it was).

A few seconds felt like a few hours, though finally the two pulled away. Their faces hovered merely a few inches away from each other's, both panting gently, looking into each other's eyes. It was as if the two were trying to gauge the other's reaction. The two were clearly flustered, though there was definitely a shared tenderness between them.

For a bit, neither one knew what to even say. Neither one had really kissed anyone before, nor did they expect to do that with each other. It was... pleasant. Ralsei finally found the nerve to whisper, “T-thank you...”

Susie slowly wrapped her left arm around the prince's back, slowly pulling him into an embrace as her other hand started to curl into his. “...want seconds?” She whispered back, her face still warm and comforting, yet still held remnants of a teasing smirk.

The answer came in the form of Ralsei initiating the kiss, this time, feeling a lot more prepared for the action. Susie was eager to follow through, closing her eyes as the two tenderly held and smooched each other. One kiss turned into two, then two into three, with each new kiss lasting longer and longer. The two felt incredibly safe and vulnerable with the other, and almost didn't want the moment to end.

Susie could still taste the sweet frosting on his tongue.

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24hrssofnea · 2 days ago

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𝚂𝚃𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙶𝙴𝚁

pairing: morgan cheli x fem!oc

warnings: school, a certain someone not wanting to share their chick-fil-a

post it note: this is the first chapter. hope you enjoy it.

🎧: after the storm — kali uchis ft. tyler, the creator

intro 🔜 playlist 🔜 chapter 1

CHAPTER 1 Alayshia POV 💐

“the sun'll come out, nothing good ever comes easy, i know times are rough, but winners don't quit, so don't you give up, the sun'll come out, but we've been struggling endless days, someday we'll find the love, 'cause after the storm's, when the flowers bloom” — KALI UCHIS

School was boring as hell. Like, not even a little boring. The kind of boring where the second you walk in, you start counting down the hours until lunch—and you already know lunch probably won’t be that good. That kind of boring. I walked to first period with Ayanna because, well, I had to yap to her about something. Anything. I was bored and nosy and needed chaos to stay awake. Plus, she’s my ride, my cousin, and my unpaid therapist, so… she kind of signed up for this the minute I was born.

“So you're really not gonna tell me what happened with you and what’s-her-name?” I asked, slinging my bag over my shoulder and side-eyeing her like I already knew the tea.

Ayanna didn’t even flinch. She just raised an eyebrow and kept walking, which meant one of two things: either she actually wasn’t going to tell me, or it was something deep, and she needed me to keep poking until she cracked.

“I’m not doing this with you today, Laysh,” she muttered, brushing her backpack over her shoulder. She always used my nickname when she was pretending to be chill but secretly annoyed.

“Oh, we are doing this today,” I said, fake-gasping like I was offended. “You didn’t text back for like six hours last night. That’s suspicious behavior. And you smelled like someone else’s perfume when you came home—”

“Okay, first of all—”

“I know your usual scent. That was new.”

She cut me a look but didn’t say anything. Which, again, only made me more annoying.

We finally reached the building, and she pushed the door open like she was trying to shut me up with force. But please—this mouth doesn’t stop just because someone opens a door. I’m built different.

Right as we were heading to our lockers, Aubrey came walking by with a Chick-fil-A bag in her hand. Her edges were laid, her UConn sweats were cuffed at the ankle just right, and her little walk had that “I lift weights and break hearts” rhythm. But more importantly—she had fries. And I smelled them before I saw them.

“Oh, so you’re not gonna share?” I said, immediately stopping in front of her like a traffic cone in the hallway.

Aubrey smirked but didn’t slow down. “I love you, Laysh, but not enough to give up my fries. Try again next lifetime.”

“Wow. And here I was thinking we were family.”

“You’re literally Ayanna’s cousin. That doesn’t make us cousins by default.”

“Yes, it does. It absolutely does.”

Ayanna snorted behind me and opened her locker like she wasn’t lowkey enjoying the whole back-and-forth. I reached out and tried to grab a fry from the bag, but Aubrey dipped out of reach like she was dodging defenders.

“Gotta be quicker than that,” she said, heading down the hall with her smug little strut.

“God don’t like greedy,” I called after her.

“And he don’t like thieves either!”

I turned back to Ayanna, who was still chuckling under her breath. “You letting your teammates disrespect me like that?” I said, pointing a finger at her like I was about to fight on principle.

“Girl, you did that to yourself.”

I sighed dramatically, like I’d just been personally victimized by Chick-fil-A and UConn athletes everywhere. “This school is full of snakes.”

“Then why do you keep coming?”

“Because somebody keeps telling me I need an education,” I said, squinting at her.

She rolled her eyes. “Don’t squint at me like that without your camera.”

“I will cry in this hallway.”

“You always say that, but never do.”

“One day, it’s gonna be real. I’m gonna just break down and sob in front of the trophy case. Watch.”

She laughed again, softer this time, and for a moment, it was quiet between us. Comfortable. We’d been like this our whole lives—me talking, her pretending not to care but secretly listening. It’s how we worked. She was the stoic star athlete; I was the emotionally unstable girl with a soft spot for sad R&B and pastel gel pens. Balance.

After I shoved my stuff in my locker, we started heading to class. That was when I noticed a new face by the gym entrance. Brunette ponytail. Long sleeves. Backpack half-zipped like she didn’t really care if her binder fell out or not. She was talking to Coach B, nodding like she’d heard whatever speech she was getting a thousand times before.

I paused, just slightly. Enough that Ayanna noticed.

“Who’s that?” I asked, nudging her.

She didn’t look up. “That’s Morgan.”

“Morgan…?”

“Morgan Cheli. Freshman.”

“Like…I’ma see her later at practice?”

“Yeah. She’s on the team. So you gon have to clear some storage .”

I looked back at the girl—Morgan—and caught her glance for a split second. She looked away just as quickly, but something about it stuck with me. Like she wasn’t trying to make friends. Like she was just here, existing, untouchable. Mysterious. Unbothered.

“She don’t talk much?”

Ayanna shrugged. “I don’t know. You’d probably get her to.”

That made me smirk. “Oh, so now I’m charming?”

“You’ve always been annoying. But sure, let’s go with ‘charming.’”

The bell rang, but I was already thinking too hard about that girl with the blank stare and loose laces. I had no business being curious. I knew that. I was just the manager. The background character. The girl with the clipboard and the gum in her mouth.

But still—there was something about her. Something that made the hallway feel a little less boring. And yeah… maybe I’d find a reason to talk to her.

Eventually.

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hiii this is like my first time requesting anything soo I'm a little nervousss😅 but could you do how the mha boys + maybe dabi and hawks (and shigaraki if thats not to much) would react to you making them a kiss hoodie like that trend on tiktok btw I love your work smmm you are sooo talenteddd

OOH OF COURSE!! I LOVE THIS IDEA

MHA BOYS and the kiss hoodies! (including dabi, shigaraki, and hawks) WITH PICTURES!

a/n : all pictures used are from Pinterest

❤︎ IZUKU MIDORIYA

- it was his birthday. you really had no idea what to get him. pampering him with storebought gifts just didnt feel right anymore. it didnt feel like it was enough to convey the love he put in your heart. he was always so effortlessly sweet with his gifts. what could you do to match that?

- you made it with the help of his mom. she thought it was so sweet, and she was unimaginably happy to have someone else love her son almost as much as she did. she loved you, and loved when you came to her for stuff like this.

- “i–is this for me?” he asks

- (OF COURSE ITS FOR YOU, HELLO??? BLESS HIS HEARTTT)

- “yeah, baby. look, I made it.” you point at the design on the front and back. he’s just in awe. now, any time he missed you, he could wear this and have your lips on him. even when he was away!

- “oh gosh, y/n..” he starts tearing up. “this is so cute! AH, I love you!”

- he hugs you reeeeal tight on the couch.

❤︎ KATSUKI BAKUGOU

- lowkey doesnt wear it

- okay, okay…he wears it when you aren’t over in his dorm. when his bed feels a little too cold and you aren’t there to give him real kisses. he’ll never tell you, or anyone else.

- when you gave it to him, it took everything in him to act disinterested.

- “the hell is this?” he grumbled, frowning down at the fabric as he took it from you.

- “you don’t like it?” you asked, your pretty face falling. he hated that image.

- “what? ofcourse i like it. shut up. you’re weird..” he growls, but he likes seeing you smile.

❤︎ SHOTO TODOROKI

- he actually really likes it. he melts at the sight. the fact that you took the time to think about him and make this was enough for him to want to pull you into a kiss right there.

- he acts all nonchalant about it around anyone else. for example, if anybody asked he would simply say: “y/n made it.” fighting the urge to say: “my beautiful gorgeous radiant amazing y/n made this for me” or something.

- you handed it to him, and he was a bit confused.

- “did you put paint on your lips for this?” he asked with furrowed brows.

- “will it wash off?”

- bless his heart. you giggle and kiss him.

- he does wear it. often.

❤︎ EJIROU KIRISHIMA

- “HOLY CRAP!” he yells immediately when you hand it to him. he’s been all over his socials lately, seeing others do this for their boyfriends. he lowkey wanted to put his own twist on it and make one for you. but after some deep thought, he figured it wouldn’t make much sense, considering he didn’t wear lipstick ever…

- his thought process wasn’t really good on that one, i gotta say..

- “BABE…this is incredible!” he throws you up in his arms and kisses you nonstop. you’re amazing.

- you KNOW he wears it any chance he gets. he loves showing it off. he thinks its super manly.

❤︎ DENKI KAMINARI

- he literally jumps up and down. throws it on immediately and smiles. he takes like a million pictures of him in it, you with your hands on him in it, you and him kissing in it. he posts them all.

- his posts are filled with hate comments from the class. its so unserious, they just like making fun of him.

- “yes MAAM, i knew you’d make me one.” he winks. he lowkey was counting down the hours until you handed this to him.

- for weeks he sent you every video of people making them for their partners. leaving texts like: “could be us but you playing”

- he wears it so often that the kisses began to fade from how much he needed to wash it. (bro wears it everyday).

❤︎ TOUYA TODOROKI

- he doesnt really know why youd do that for him. he honestly doesnt really like all that crap. he loves you, you love him. there. you both knew it, so why should you have to flaunt it around for everyone to see?

- besides, he didnt really leave the base a whole lot. what was he going to do, wear it while striking down students at UA? yeah right.

- he puts it somewhere he can see it clearly. so that any time he misses you he can just look at it and smile to himself. he does like feeling your care. he does like knowing you love him. but he just thinks its a little silly.

- “you know im not going to wear this.” he tells you straight to your face, but kisses you as a silent thanks.

❤︎ KEIGO TAKAMI

- ooohhhh boy. he loves it so much. he really likes his ego being stroked (among other things) so when you hand him the hoodie, he bites his lip and chuckles at you.

- sassy man apocalypse

- he throws it on quick and smiles. he likes that you even thought to cut little holes for his wings. he looks at himself a little too long in the mirror. lowkey sort of full of himself, but not to a narcissistic point. he just knows hes so sosososososoosossjfjdfooa hot.

- “wow, baby, this is real good..” he coos, looking over his shoulder at you. he loves it.

- “hehe…you like it?” you tease him, he jabs you in the arm gently for taunting him.

- “oh shaddup, im gonna wear it everyday.” he confirms, kissing you.

❤︎ TOMURA SHIGARAKI

- okay, seriously this man is just a lonely hopeless romantic at heart and i will DIE ON THAT HILL.

- he hates bringing you around the assholes at the leauge, but when you come up to him looking all pretty his heart melts. his face softens at you immediately.

- “hey..” he mumbles, walking away from everyone else and looking down at you. youve got a cheeky smile on your face before you hand him something that makes his heart flutter.

- he takes it from you with his eyes wide. he doesnt say anything. he just looks down at the hoodie and tries to figure out what this feeling is.

- “you like it right?” you murmur, looking it over.

- “like it? i love it. i just dont want to destroy it.” he whispers to you.

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