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✦ Hoodie

plot → You and Fat Gum had only been dating for five months, but when the opportunity finally presents itself- you steal his massive hoodie and wear it.

pairing → Fat Gum x gn!reader

tags → Fluff

note → BNHA always gets me in such a writing mood lol just a short cute one shot. Haven't written anything for bnha in a long ass time much less for fat gum so imposter syndrome STAY BACK

You always loved going to your boyfriend's place to hang out, unfortunately due to his size going to yours was off the table. This place was massive, everything was custom made to fit his needs when he was in skinny or fat form. That being said- it was incredibly roomy, there was no lack of space at all which works out if you stay over with a bag or accidentally leave something.

He had just gotten off his twelve hour shift and he was exhausted. He got rid of all his fat before he left his agency so it was easier to move around- and to cuddle with you. Usually he immediately puts his hero uniform to be dry cleaned in the laundry basket, but today he hung it up on one the couch as he trudged to the bathroom to take a shower like a zombie.

This was your chance.

As soon as you saw the bathroom door click shut, you smiled and rushed over to grab the huge hoodie. Giggling, you opened it up and shoved your arms through the sleeves, it was a bit difficult since it was so massive, but you were able to get both arms through and zip it shut. It completely covered you and it was so warm from him wearing it all day and working in it. Could you have probably asked him to try it on? Yes. But you wanted to be a bit mischievous and surprise him one day.

Taishiro can get serious- especially in battle, but he's always been easy to fluster. You did want to wear it anyways, but you also wanted to see his reaction with you wearing it. And it was so comfortable you didn't want to take it off. With someone like who who was significantly shorter then him, it fit on you like a 3XL shirt on a five year old, there was a lot of extra fabric that pooled on the floor as well from how much there was.

Feeling satisfied, you snuggled up on the big couch and turned the TV on, trying to find something good to watch with him. You couldn't wait to see his reaction as you couldn't help but find it so comfortable and comforting, you felt safe wearing it and like you could just fall right asleep in it. It was hard but you managed to keep your eyes open as you heard the bathroom door open.

"Now I'm finally yours for the night baby, what do you want to-" He started to speak but stopped when you know he looked at you. Smirking, you turned around and placed your arms on the back of the massive couch to see. His hair was semi-dry as he was dressed in loose fitting clothes, his face was completely red and eyes wide as he fumbled his words.

"Y-you're wearing my hero outfit!" This man was completely flustered as he took it all in, you knew you got him good. While he was pretty easy to fluster, he also made you flustered pretty easily too. You both knew each other's boundaries pretty well and that made it nice to not push the other too far. Even if it had only been a few months of dating- you already felt comfortable enough with him far more than any other person ever had.

"And how do I look?" You could hear him gulp all the way from where you were and you had a feeling that he wanted to see you in it for a while now, probably just too scared to say anything about it before. Then, he started to slowly walk foward towards you, gulping as he stood in front of you. He was so tall you always had to strain to look up at him, but you wouldn't change it for the world.

"Ya look adorable! Maybe I should let you wear it everyday..." He spoke quietly at the last part, to himself as a reminder, which made you chuckle.

"Well what are you doing over there, big boy? Let's watch a movie!" You patted the cushion next to you and you smirked as he hurried over to the couch. You expected him to just collapse next to you, but no, he instead scooped you up and sat down, making sure you were laying on his lap as he held you. You screeched and giggled as he kissed you, your heart fluttering at how small you were in his arms. It was like you were a baby!

"I'm picking the movie!" He yelled as he grabbed the remote, and you tried to take it from him, but of course, his arms were much longer.

"Fine! It better be a good one or else I'm never wearing your hoodie again!" That was a lie. He knew it was a lie too. How could you resist not wearing it again after today?

"Uh huh. Yeah we both know that isn't happening" He snickered before looking at the TV and clicking buttons on the remote that he continued to hold up high. You watched as he navigated the menu to a streaming service, and then he clicked through until your favorite movie popped up. You switched back to look at him and he had a soft smile.

"Dang...should have made some popcorn..." He pouted and you giggled. Food was never not on his mind. Whenever you were watching a movie or TV show with him- the amount of popcorn you had to make was insane. His pay from being a Pro-Hero is more than others make at his rank, but its because it all goes to food! He needs to eat a lot in order to do his job, so his wages accommodated for that thankfully. You didn't mind it at all, it was never about the money regardless, but it made you be able to make whatever dish you wanted without worrying about cost. It was always fun to cook for Taishiro, he enjoyed every single dish you made and you always made sure to make a double batch for him.

"Who needs popcorn when you have me?" Fluttering your eye lashes at him, he laughed and snuggled you into his chest as he peppered your face with kisses.

"Stop it I can't pay attention to the movie!" You exclaimed and he gave you one last kiss on the lips.

"Maybe don't wear my hoodie next time, ya little minx"

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✦ silence

plot → It was after the war, Hawks did things he didn't want to do and he got badly hurt, and you were there to comfort him.

pairing → Hawks x gn!reader

warnings → Angst, fluff, comfort, established relationship, he's not doing good 🥺

note → I originally posted this to Wattpad in 2020, but now that I'm back into BNHA and the Paranormal Liberation Arc is no longer manga only, figured I'd be post it here. It was originally written without caps for the ✨️ aesthetic ✨️ but I switched it to the proper capitalization, that's the only editing I did, so forgive me if I missed some!

You stare at your boyfriend, the winged man on the verge of a breakdown in your shared living room. You hated it, what happened? The press couldn't release anything yet and everything had been confidential, even to you. Your eyes started to well up as you pushed yourself off of the doorway and walked up to him with a sad smile. His head lay in his hands, choked sobs ripped through his throat, his form laid hunched over as he sat on the couch at the cusp of letting loose. Keigo's feathers had been burned off entirely a week ago, they were almost fully grown back, their usual beautiful red was replaced with a deep mahogany. He had his wings in full, spanning many feet on each side of him, they were loosely wrapped around his broken form, as a protective barrier. A shaky sigh escaped your mouth as you slowly approached the shaking male, his left hand attempting to cover up the long burn scar on his face, the sight broke your heart into a million pieces.

"Goawaygoawaygoawaygoawaygoaway...." he muttered, feeling your presence from a few feet in front of him.

He told you go away at the hospital too.

Tears only threatened to spill even more, Keigo never told you to go away, only at the hospital and now. You ignored him this time and walked even closer, he flinched with a shaky gasp as he felt your hand gently placed over top of his. You didn't say anything because knowing him right now, he wanted silence, so you gave him that. however the winged hero kept his eyes planted to the floor, but his shaking grew less only by a small bit. You leaned foward, however he flinched back and sat still, still staring down. tears crawled down his imperfect face as you leaned up and gently placed a kiss on his forehead, letting him know you were there for him. Keigo's hands then left his face as he pounced foward and wrapped his arms so tightly around you that the wind was knocked out of you. you didn't complain, you didn't say a word, instead you ran your hands through his ash-blond hair as he cried into your neck.

He let it all out.

Loud yet muffled sobs rang through the house as the broken man seeked comfort in your arms, your touch, your love. the crook of your neck and shirt got wet from his salty tears, but you couldn't care less. You softly 'sshhhed' him as your hand continued to run through his messy locks and your other hand gently rubbed his back. He continued to sob on you as his grip tightened, him not letting you go without a fight. Whatever he was going through, it had weighted him down so much, he couldn't bear it anymore. Then tears started falling from your eyes as you stared into window in front of you, seeing the lights of the buildings lit up in the dead of the night, what time even was it? You sniffled as you started crying, you wanted to know what was wrong, you wanted to know how he got that scar. but you couldn't right now, not now unless he tells you.

"I killed someone...i'm so sorry!" he yells at you, now sobbing even harder into you, you froze. Then you cried. you held him tighter as you buried your face into his abundant hair, crying into the softness of it. Did he actually kill someone? The villain from the league of villains twice was killed in the raid keigo was a part of, however you didn't know keigo was the one to kill him. You felt horrible he had to do all this alone, being a double agent, ending up killing someone, villain or innocent, it was still something that could lead a person to suicide with enough guilt.

You won't let that happen.

"Keigo, i don't care i love you!" you scream, not caring if he meant to kill Twice or not, he was still your one and only bird that you would love no matter what. You continued to sob as he pulled away and stared into your eyes. His face was red as the tears glistened, you then finally realize that he had made his wings smaller, no longer enveloping you two. He felt safe with you now, he must have because he flinched earlier at you, now he was drowning in your comfort. His eyes were red from sobbing so hard, his chest rose at a short pace, however his breaths had been shallow. His mouth was open as you continued to remain silent as you stared at your boyfriend.

"Y-you do?" he choked it out as he looked at you in disbelief, did he really think you would leave him? You giggled as some more tears fell from your eyes, you pushed his beautiful hair out of his soaked face to better take a look at your future husband. His hands then moved from your shoulders up to your face and did the same.

"Yes Keigo...I still love you, I don't care. I am and will marry you someday my handsome bird brain" You smiled through the waves of emotions that had been rocking your system as you both connected your lips. It was a soft and gentle kiss, one that eased your system. Keigo's hands cupped your face as you placed yours around his neck, you didn't feel desperation, you didn't feel lust, you felt the love of a shattered man who would never let you go. Your eyes fluttered shut as you continued to kiss him with so much love that he will always feel safe in your arms. You broke away from it, now your chests slowly rising and falling at a slower pace. You gulped as a small smile formed on his face.

"Hey chickadee, let's order takeout"

"Alright Keigo, i'm on it"

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✶﹒just one night

plot → You were the Doctor's companion for a few trips, you loved it truly you did, but it became too much and he brought you home. However- a man knocks on your door one night and despite never seeing him before, you knew who he was, even after a few years. Welcoming him in, he asked to stay just one night with a look of such sadness it made your heart hurt. How could you ever say no to your Doctor?

pairing → 9th/10th Doctor x gn!reader

warnings → Angst, fluff, cuddling, 1 suggestive comment

notes → Reader was the 9th's companion before Rose. After 10 defeated the Master in the Valiant and dropping Martha off at his house, he visited the reader.

A sudden knock on your door surprised you as there was nobody expected today. It wouldn't be surprising if it was your date from the other night asking for a second chance after you told him it wasn't working out. He was...nice but too clingy and always wanted to be talked to 24/7. He expected too much from right off the bat. Sighing, you got up from your comfy spot on the couch, set down the remote to the TV, and approched the door. Opening it half-way, the sight made you freeze. A man who you never saw before was standing there still, staring at you with tears in his eyes, but you recognize him, even if he's wearing a new face.

"Doctor" Whispering, you stared back in awe and concern as you haven't seen him in about four years. You didn't know why he was crying, but you knew better to ask. While this would be the first time you met a new regeneration of his- you always knew deep down he was the same man regardless of his emotional state. The fact that he most likely found a new companion after you and yet she wasn't here told you everything you needed to know.

Something bad happened and he was alone.

"One night. Just...one night and I'll leave you alone forever" Heart stinging, you felt guilt as you did leave him, but you never hated him, that's not why you left. But you couldn't blame him for thinking you never wanted to see him again. Tears threatening to spill, you pull him into a hug and he reciprocated, you could feel his chest rise up and down as it was obvious he was trying not to break into sobs. Letting go was almost painful, but you had to in order to let him inside.

He shuffled in looking like a kicked dog as he made his way straight to your couch, plopping down without saying anything else. Shutting the door quietly, you just stared at him for a few seconds before deciding on how to approach him. You knew him well, maybe not this regeneration of him, but you still knew him at his core. Despite his happy-go-lucky exterior- there is darkness within him, constant battles of doing the right thing. When you met him, he was fresh off the Time War, he had to leave his own planet behind, his people. Sure, you travelled him with beyond the cosmos to other planets, but you never permanently left Earth behind. Just the thought made your heart hurt.

Should you make him tea? No, he wouldn't drink it right now. Maybe...maybe you should turn in early. Maybe he just needs to sleep in the same bed as you and hold you close. Your relationship with the Doctor was never strictly defined, yet your connection ran so deep with him. You didn't want to leave, but after almost dying on a priate ship sometime in the 1700s- it was too much and he understood it. But you told him he was always welcomed to visit anytime as long as he didn't drag you along. He wanted you so he wasn't lonely, and you came along so you weren't lonely. Yet here you both were, seeking comfort from each other knowing it wouldn't last.

"Come on to bed with me, I think I have some pj's that should fit you" Lightly pushing him by his shoulder, he put on a soft smile as he followed you.

"You know, if you wanted me to shag ya, you could have asked at any time. Or is it this face?" While he didn't laugh, he still always found time to joke around regardless of how feels. It was his way of coping. Chuckling softly, you pushed back tears in your eyes as you led him to your bedroom. Gathering a pyjama set for him, you exited the room so he could change in peace. You weren't going to shove him into the tiny bathroom, he was a guest, a guest you loved in many ways.

You were looking ahead when the door slowly creaked open behind you, his head poking out with a tired face as you entered. Before he came, you put on your own pj's to relax and watch a movie so there was no need for you to change. But you'd take caring for your Doctor over a stupid movie. You've lived a more exciting life when you were with the Doctor than any movie you could watch.

"I don't want any apologies, got it? I told you you were welcome at any time, this wouldn't be the first time you interrupted me" Hearing a soft snort from him, you smiled and guided him to the bed and pulled back the blankets, he crawled in and laid on his side. Turning on the bedside lamp, you shut off the overhead light and crawled him beside him. Wrapping your arms around him and hugging him from behind, you could feel his chest rising and falling as he breathed. You felt him tug your arms closer to him as if he was scared to let you get away, scared that you would suddenly leave him. You knew he didn't want you to feel guilty- but it was starting to gnaw away at you.

You left him.

"I can practically hear you thinking over here you know" The smirk was present in his voice, but the sadness was just as exposed. "I don't hate you for leaving, I never can, never will. Nothing could make me hate you" A few tears escaped your eyes as you sniffled, you still meant just as much to him as he did to you.

"Goodnight Doctor. I love you" You whispered into his back, knowing he would be gone by morning. It hurt a bit, but this was how he was. This was your Doctor. Never in one place for too long.

"Goodnight beautiful. I love you too" After a few minutes, the presence of being next to each other and sharing body heat lulled you both into sleep. While you may not always be present together, you two were never apart.

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✦ ・ D C ・ ✦

✦ ・ Joker ・ ✦

✦・happy birthday

Any Joker x GN!reader

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Fell through the Peter Capaldi rabbit hole a few weeks ago and never crawled up. Have this edit of the prettiest man in existence 🙏

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﹒﹒﹒happy birthday

▶It was your birthday today, so you decided to treat yourself and go out to dinner with your friends. Unfortunately for you- the Joker had plans that night too and decided to hijack the restaurant for his own meal after escaping Akrham again. Ordering everyone out, he told you to stay since it was your birthday to give you a gift nobody else had the pleasure of receiving: having dinner with him.

▶ 18+, guns, threats of violence, hostage situation

▶(Any) Joker x gn!reader

▶ Words: 3,848

You were excited to go out to dinner at a nice restaurant for your birthday, despite the rain and darkness that always seemed to be permanent in the city. Finishing up your look, you glanced at your clock and realized you needed to leave! Swiftly grabbing your bag, you put on your jacket and took your umbrella as you practically ran down the two flights of steps and burst through the street level door onto the sidewalk. Opening your umbrella as it poured down, you rushed to the edge of the sidewalk and waved your free hand, hoping to catch a taxi. Luckily, one actually stopped for you- half the time they drive past you, and you hopped in.

Shutting the door, you told the driver the address and he drove through the crowded streets of Gotham without a word. You hated driving here, despite it being arguably safer than walking or public transportation, so you often took taxis to get to where you needed to go. The driver was silent and looking forward, which was a Godsend as most of the time, they would either blabber until you swear your ears would fall off, stare at you the entire time in the mirror, ask you exceedingly creepy and personal questions. People in this city were crazy most of the time since crime was so high, it was corrupt from the inside and out. Many get sent to Arkham Asylum, but there are a few…higher profile people that seem to always escape from there.

One being the Joker. He had just escaped this morning but hadn't made any spectacle of his escape yet. You were scared, sure, but the place you were going to wasn’t on his usual hits. Plus, what are the odds that he would come to the exact restaurant you're going to for your birthday? It wasn’t the highest end in the city, but definitely up there in terms of being expensive and more luxurious. You wanted this birthday to be special, saving up for this since your last birthday because you wanted to have something good happen in this cursed city.

You watched the city go by accompanied by car horns and angry drivers yelling at each other before soon arriving at the restaurant ten minutes later. You paid the fare and exited the car, immediately rushing to the glass door and opening it, finding no use to open your umbrella. You were greeted with warmness and a host that kindly showed you to your table after you told her your name. Some of your friends were already there, and you noticed that just one wasn’t here yet. As soon as you realized that, your phone dinged and you saw a text from him saying he was stuck in traffic. Damn traffic…

“Hey guys!” You slipped into your seat and placed your bag between your legs, happy to see them all. There were seven in total of your group including yourself, however only five of them were here at the moment, leaving an empty seat. He for some reason was always late, whether it was traffic, he lost his keys, or his cat kept biting him. It wasn’t annoying, at this point it was kind of funny that bad luck always prevented him from getting to places on time.

“Where's Larry?” Mia asked as she looked over the menu, not caring enough to look up as she wanted to get her food as fast as possible. She always was someone who was a huge eater, always the hungriest out of everyone.

“He just texted me saying that he got stuck in traffic. You know how he is” You sighed a small smile, knowing this is a doomed city in all capacities. You were glad you didn't face any as you didn't want to be late. There was always something going wrong, whether its traffic, horrible weather, normal criminals causing a shooting, or the infamous villains that always loved to shut down parts of the city.

“Ugh of course! I had to leave super early because the subway got shut down after that attack from the Riddler four days ago. They still haven't reopened my stop! Had to take two cabs to get here” Matteo sighed as his eyes twitched, he relied on the subway to get places since he lived the furthest from anyone and it was the cheapest way to get to places closer to everyone. The Riddler had created a riddle for Batman that wound up being him wanting to bomb the whole subway system because of some stupid shit you couldn’t care to remember. So it’s been fully shut down until they make sure all the bombs or any other dangerous device is gone.

“Well, we can all agree that this city sucks. Buuut, we are here to celebrate ___’s birthday!” Quincy quickly turned the negative into a positive, which made you smile.

“Yeaah happy birthday bitch!” They exclaimed as you laughed, shushing them as some other patrons looked over at the disturbance and foul language. Rolling your eyes, you shushed your friends as they giggled, excited for your birthday just as much as they are. As per the plan, the restaurant was happy to make a special cake for you and keep it in the back until you were done with dinner. You always looked forward to cake, who didn’t?

“Thank you guys really” It wasn't long before the waiter arrived at your table, getting ready to take your order for drinks. However, the sound of gunfire startled you and everyone gasped and cowered in fear. You've managed to avoid crime so far in a miracle in this city, yet you knew that would change. You were equally scared for your life and pissed that your birthday was ruined. What was supposed to be a nice, relaxing dinner with your friends was destroyed by some random low life who probably wanted to steal everyone’s things. You chose this restaurant specifically because it somehow hasn’t been involved in anything shady or had any shootings or robbings in the past.

Men holding guns and wearing clown masks swarmed the place and ordered people to stay sitting. Mia grabbed your hand underneath the table, knowing you're not good in stressful situations. It tried to control your breathing as a gun was shoved on the side of your face, the man yelled at you to not move. Oh God, were you going to die tonight? You knew who these guys were, everyone did- Joker's henchmen- which could only mean…

“My, my, aren't you all good to see me again?” Your gaze switched over to the Joker sauntering through the front door, wearing a smile as he eyed everyone with amusement, adjusting his red bowtie. Never did you think that you would ever see the man himself in person and you couldn’t help feeling almost entranced by him. His appearance was unique, purple suit, face painted white, red painted lips, and bright neon dyed hair. You saw countless pictures of him, who didn’t? But you were a fool to think you would never be involved in someone like the Joker’s reign of terror.

“Now, I thought I should treat myself to a nice meal. The food in Arkham isn’t very good, you see. And I would have made a reservation but that just isn't my style.” It was then his gaze switched over directly to you, causing you to freeze. He was silent as he looked at you up and down, but spending the most time staring at your face. This wasn’t good.

“Now, why is a gun shoved directly in their pretty face?” Joker asked his henchman, clearly not happy with what he did. You were confused for many reasons as the clown prince started making his way towards you.

“To make sure they don't do nothing, boss. Their hand is under the table” He growled, shoving the barrel harder into your head, making you wince. The clown prince raised an eyebrow as he walked over and bent down to look under, clearly able to see that you held nothing but your friend's hand in yours. Huffing, he roughly ripped the gun from your head and cupped your face in his hands gently, rubbing one cheek with his thumb.

“They're just scared of you stupid oaf” He sneered at his henchman in frustration before focusing back on you. “It's ok, my dear, you don't have to be scared. What’s your name?” You hesitantly told him your full name, knowing he would probably be able to track you down anyway without it if you wronged him.

“Such a beautiful name, and you're all dolled up, huh? And are those gifts? Are they for you?” You nodded as a few tears slipped from your eyes, terrified that the most dangerous criminal in Gotham had completely put his attention on you and that he was currently holding your face in his hands.

“Is it your birthday, my dear?” You nodded another yes, glancing over to your friends as you gripped Mia's hand even tighter. He let go of your face and smiled wide, standing up and grabbing your hands, yanking you up from your chair and ripping your hand from your friends as he twirled you.

“Well happy birthday!” You were stopped and Joker was holding your waist as you breathed heavily from anxiety, what was happening? Why was he holding you so close? What caused this sudden interest in you out of everyone else? It couldn’t be just from physical attraction alone, could it?

“Do you have a cake?” Gulping, you gathered your response and tried to not to sound pathetic. Sounding weak in front of the Joker would not be good, it would mean you would be seen as gullible, malleable, something the Joker would take advantage of.

“Yes, it’s in the kitchen. We- it was going to be brought out after dinner” Your voice was shaky as you looked over at your friends, you pleaded with them in your eyes to comply, to not act out in any way in fear of them getting hurt. Your birthday may have been ruined, but you didn’t want it to get worse.

“Well, let’s bring it out after dinner then! It shall be a double celebration today! Just the two of us” Wait. He was keeping you here? To have dinner with you? Your head was swimming as Joker continued to hold you, the yells of his henchman demanding everyone to get out meant your friends would be gone too.

“No! I'm not leaving them!” Mia yelled as your other friends joined them, too scared to even go near the Joker, but not wanting to leave you alone with him. It made you smile slightly as they really did care about you, but you couldn’t bear to see any of them seriously hurt for defying them.

“It’s ok guys…I’ll be ok. Just go with them and nobody gets hurt. You won’t hurt them, right, Joker?” Staring at Joker expectantly, his henchmen stopped as he hummed, thinking about your subtle demand. You knew that people often ask him to not hurt anyone during his escapades, but of course never listens, but it was just a hope that he would actually listen to you.

“You heard them boys, be…gentle” Shocked, you watched as your friends accepted that they couldn't get to you and were allowed to grab their things before being escorted outside. You saw Mia’s concerned face and you gave her a smile as she walked out the front door. You knew she was scared for you, but you would be damned if you acted like some damsel in distress.

“Now that we are alone…” he sat you back down in your seat and he sat across from you, the seat Larry would have sat in if he had gotten here on time. You breathed a sigh of relief realizing that traffic saved him from this nightmare. Who could have thought? Your anxiety was still at an all time high, you were just glad one of your friends didn't get caught up in this. The Joker hummed as he picked up a menu, browsing the food and drink options like he didn't just force everyone out at gunpoint. You gulped, shakily picking up your menu and anxiously flipping through it, knowing that he would force you to order something anyways.

“Don't be afraid of the price, my dear!” He said as he lowered the menu and looked right at you, causing another wave of anxiety to course through you. “It's your birthday, after all! I'll even give you a gift of my very own” Oh God, what kind of gift? The Joker said nothing more as he perused his options before deciding and you didn't dare say anything.

“Waiter!” He yelled, and out of the corner of your eye, you saw the waiters and waitresses standing by the kitchen in fear start to knock each other with their elbows for someone to take one for the team. A younger gentleman around your age nervously approached and you mouthed “I'm sorry” to him as he got closer, he gave you a soft but tight smile in return as he stood as close as he could to bring himself to Gotham's most dangerous.

“What-what will you be having today, Sir Joker?” The tension in the air was tight, with you and him worried that one wrong movement or saying the wrong thing could get you both hurt, or even worse, killed. Joker casually spoke his order to the waiter and he hurriedly wrote it down on his notepad. You told your order and that's when you noticed his nametag “Mark”. Giving him your menu, Joker did the same. You decided to say something to Joker before Mark left, hoping he would follow through.

“I-please don't hurt anyone here if they mess up the orders, Joker” You weren't the most confident, but you made sure to speak as firmly as possible. Joker raised his eyebrow and stared at you as Mark started to turn and halted to hear what you had to say. “Please. I hear stories of what you do to innocent people when you don't get your way but. But you would ruin my birthday if you hurt anyone. So please, especially when there's armed gunmen all around and the fear of messing up could mean death, mistakes are a higher possibility to happen” You were scared he would talk back and kill you to dare to demand him to do something, he would have one of his men bring you behind the restaurant and shoot you right then and there. But that didn't happen. You gripped the table tightly as the Joker brought his finger up to chin and thought for a moment before giving his answer.

“Oh I wouldn't dare ruin your precious birthday! If there are any mistakes I will simply send it back, especially when you put it like that…men! Get out of the kitchen! Only I or the servers shall enter” With a snap, you saw two exits immediately and took charge towards the back of the restaurant. You saw at the same time Mark entered, and the waiters all looked at you and gave you a thankful nod. It made you feel…special almost with how he listened to your demands.

“Now, while we wait, tell me about yourself” Gulping again, you move your leg up and down as you take a deep breath and start to tell him simple things about yourself. Your name, age, where you worked, but not dare where you lived.

“Fascinating! Oh so fascinating!” He then leaned closer to you on the table, elbows resting on the wood with his head cupped between the palms of his hands “You know, I don't listen to anyone else, everyone else is so boring. But you? There's just…something about you. I like you” I like you. Those words shot sparks through your body. The Joker was already becoming obsessed with you, this was not good. So why did those three words make you feel…good?

“Oh? Like me, why?” You challenged him, slowly finding confidence as you stared at him with a smirk. You didn't know what had gotten into you, all you knew was that this was starting to feel thrilling. The fear was slowly washing away and turning into confidence. You knew he was a criminal and did awful things, hell, he kicked everyone out including your friends at gunpoint. But there was something about him too that was sucking you in.

“Oh you are interesting! That's exactly why I like you! You're not some boring hostage who just screams and demands to be let go. It's the same thing every time! But with you, it's different. And I like that. Plus, you're a pretty face to have around” There he went again- calling you pretty. You felt butterflies gather in your stomach as the Joker flirts with you, you were certain of it now. You were walking a dangerous line and it was strangely thrilling. Up until now, your life was fairly average, had nothing special going on and going nowhere fast. And here you were, having a birthday dinner with the Joker.

“You really think I'm pretty?” You kept digging a deeper hole for yourself, the more you entertained him, the more he would have an obsession with you. It was a dangerous game you were playing here, and would never admit that you are sensing some strange attraction for him. It was shameful, but he was charming in an odd way. You then heard the kitchen door swing open to reveal Mark coming out with your dinners in hand, visibly shaking and doing a poor job to disguise it. You felt bad that he was the one to take the fall for the other servers, but somebody had to do it.

“Of course! You are the most beautiful person I’ve ever laid eyes on, my sweet” Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Mark exit the kitchen with your food. Taking a deep breath, you watched as he shakily walked to the table, trying his hardest not to drop anything. Despite you making the Joker promise that nobody got hurt, there was still that worry. Setting everything down, he gave you both an awkward smile.

“If you need anything, please don't uhm…hesitate to call” He rushed off as soon as he got everything plated, leaving you and the clown prince alone yet again. You didn’t blame him, you would do the same in his situation, every man for himself. Nobody would dare to interfere with any of Joker’s plots, even police are hesitant because they want as little property damage and civilian casualties as possible. You watched him as he happily picked up his silverware and started to cut into his steak.

“You know-’ He paused, waiting for you to look at him and that you did. “You could think of this as a date” That made you gasp, he was serious about this, wasn’t he? That idea didn’t sound so bad to you, which was a horrible thing to think about. Being on a date with the Joker was thrilling to think about, even if this wasn’t planned. Dating the Joker sounded just as thrilling to your boring life that led you nowhere fast.

“A date…huh?” You mused, body humming with excitement. Were you really doing this? You were really doing this. The Joker smiled at you as you made your interest obvious. It made your heart go into overdrive at the thought of what you could be in the future, how much more exciting your life would be like with the Joker in the mix. You, a regular civilian, and Joker, the clown prince of crime.

“Yes my dear, a date” He suddenly stood up, making his way to you and lifting you up out of your seat. Startled from him holding you so close again, he wrapped his hands around your waist and laid his forehead up against yours. Lips ghosting, your heart spiked as your spine shivered. It felt like time stopped as the tension grew thicker between you two. Your attraction couldn't be denied any longer, he was igniting a spark within you that wouldn’t be quenched with any other guy.

Suddenly, police sirens could be heard from outside, along with the red and blue flashing lights in the windows. Signaling that help was finally here. You weren’t sure how to feel. You wanted this moment to last forever, but knew everyone else in this restaurant was being held hostage, along with you. Only then you were reminded of the fact that you were a hostage too, the Joker forcing you to stay here and have dinner with him.

Then, his lips pressed against yours, making sparks of electricity shot down your spine as you kissed back. The kiss was soft and too quick for your liking as he pulled away. Looking into his eyes, you knew your fate was sealed. This was it- you were done for. His thumb caressed your cheek as he separated from you, leaving a strange feeling within your body.

“It is time for me to go, my dear. I will be back for you soon” At that, he fully left you standing there as he started to walk with his men, before stopping. Turning back, he grabbed something out of his pocket and threw it at you. You scrambled and caught it, realizing that it was a huge wad of cash. It was massive, you’ve never held that much cash in your hands ever.

“I’m sorry I didn’t have a better gift, dear, I do hope one thousand suffices. Shall we meet again” You watched him disappear in the back and his men leaving with him. As soon as he exited, you crumbled to the floor, breathing heavily. Hand on the tile, you went through everything that just happened. Staring at the money, you shakily put it in your bag, knowing that if you lost it, or the police took it, he would not be happy.

“This is the police!” The cops burst in through the front, startling you as they swarmed the place, immediately marking their way over to you. Your friends probably told them how Joker forced you to have dinner with him and wanted to ensure that you were ok.

“Are you alright? Did he hurt you at all?” One of them leaned down and gently touched your shoulder, putting his gun away so as to not make you anxious. All you could do was nod as the next few hours went by in a blur. You told the police everything about what happened, leaving out the parts of your sudden, growing attraction and framing the kiss like you only kissed back out of coercion. The money lay in your bag untouched.

Your life was about to change, for better or for worse.

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Started Doctor Who when I got Covid (for the 2nd time).

I'm on s3

But 12th Doctor...he's so pretty ITS UNFAIR

SERIES 8 COME FASTER PLEASE I WANT TO SEE THE HANDSOM OLD MAN 😭😭😭😭💞💞💞💞

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Uuuh I rarely post art on here (if anything in general at all) but I wanna change that! Here's a traditional Rise!Mikey during that one scene from the movie

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Icky Vicky :)

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Some doodles ^^

I plan to fill out this entire page!

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Imagine Camp Camp x FOPANW....

Dev and Max having havoc while David and Peri (posing as a new, human counselor) try to stop them 😭😭😭

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They are so cute like STOP 😭😭😭😭😭😭

LIKE FATHER LIKE SON LOOK AT THEM JEJEIWJWGSBDKDHB

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“You're my first god kid, Dev, and I care about you”

“💥🎉” version

background drawing training got out of control😔🙏

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Here's some more Dale Dimmadome bc I am soooo normal about him.....(I want him I need him I love him sm he is the love of my life)

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Any Dale Dimmadome lovers???

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♡ tell me you're not hurting [unfinished]

Summary: You knew the Ghoul for a good while, getting close enough to him to where he revealed his past as the once-famous actor Cooper Howard and involvement and eventual blacklist with Vault-tec. He never let it show- but you knew he was hurting. You just wanted him to admit it.

Warnings: 18+, angst and fluff

Pairing: The Ghoul x GN!reader

Notes: Just a short drabble. THIS IS UNFINISHED. This was sitting in my drafts and I dont feel like finishing it but didnt want to leave it there. Hope you still enjoy it though!

"Cooper, be honest with me please" You begged as he walked ahead at a brisk pace, fast enough to silently say that he was upset but not to completely lose you. To match his pace, you hurriedly caught up to him and begun to match his stride.

"I ain't gotta tell you shit, I already told ya more than anyone else in these wastelands. Now you best change the subject before I find nice old Deathclaw cave for you to sleep in" Every threat he made was never serious, but his tone wasn't to be messed with either. You knew so much about his life, his rise to fame and his fall, and the day the bombs dropped. You were originally from Shady Sands which was a town started up by a vault before it got bombed, losing eveything you knew and loved. It was after where you had found him, lost and confused in the ruthless wasteland where a part of him took pity on you. He would never admit it but you knew he grew fond of you.

"Cooper, you always have this tough bravado act but I know you more than you know yourself" At that, the ghoul spun around and angrily shortened the distance betwern you both, standing right up in your face and leaning down, causing your heart to skip as you stared right back.

"It's not a fuckin' act, you wanna live out here? You gotta do shit you don't wanna do to survive. Now I know you ain't claiming to know more about me than myself. Shut your fuckin' mouth and let's go, we need to get to the next town before nightfall. I ain't gonna tell you again Smoothskin" Now that pissed you off. He only called you Smoothskin if he was genuinely frustrated with you. Taking a deep breath, you watched as he turned around and resumed his fast walk, even faster now. Growling, you snatched his wrist and pulled him close.

"Tell me you're not hurting. Tell me you're not hurting right fucking now and I won't bring it up again. Tell me you don't wake up every day and hate yourself for what you did in the old world, for what you became, for what became of the world. Tell me you're ok living as a ghoul being a bounty hunter in this fucked up world living everyday as something you hate. Tell me you don't need me to not be lonely anymore. Tell me to fuck off and never see you again" Silence echoed in the empty desert with the only sound being your heavy breathing. All your internal thoughts all out in the open now as neither of you spoke, a pleading look on your face as you wanted him to be honest and admit that he was hurting inside. That he needed you more than he let on. The silence was deafening before he spoke.

"Fine, you wanna know the truth? I do hate myself. I hate myself a fuckin' lot. Every time I see anything related to Vault-tec I'm reminded of the bullshit that I helped them with. Being their spokesperson and when I didn't wanna do it anymore- motherfuckers blacklisted me and my wife left me. But I've had a good long two hundred years to think about what I've done. Yeah I'm not happy with myself, but the past is in the past and I know for sure I'm not gonna linger over something I can't change. There. You happy now?" He didn't tear up, he didn't sound any more pissed off than he normally does, there was no hint to signal that he was actually broken inside. But when you turn into a ghoul left to wander the wastelands for as long as him, you learn to shove your feelings down and keep going.

But Cooper Howard was an important person back in the old world, he was a famous actor, he had everything. Then he lost everything. All because he stood up for what's right to him and then the bombs dropped. You grew up in the Wastelands in the town that resmebled what the old world was like, but it was miniscule in comparison, so you had no idea what it was like back then, only from what you heard from him and him alone. You'd like to believe he considered you a friend, he told you a lot, but not everything. This was the most vulnerable he ever gotten with you after constant pushing.

"You may not be able to change the past Coop, but you can stop acting like you're this big man who needs to keep his feelings all inside. I'm here for you, for everything. You know that. Being honest with yourself for once will actually help you. Please, I care about you" Staring at him with pleading eyes, you grabbed his hand and pulled him close and into a hug. He stayed silent and he was tense for a good ten seconds or so, you thought he wouldn't hug you back. Just as you were going to pull away, you felt his arms wrap around yours, rather awkwardly, but it made your heart warm. He probably hasn't been hugged since he was a human, that had to of hurt.

"Now you don't gonna tell anyone 'bout this, ya hear? Or you'll have to pay"

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・﹒・ single dad, huh?

Summary: You had just moved into the sprawling suburban neighborhood after inheriting your late-grandparents' house. Your new, next door neighbor wanted to help you move it and you couldn't help but accept it. You soon fall down a rabbit hole of "is this guy too old for me?" after you realize your true feelings for him.

Warings: Age gap, fluff

Pairing: Don!Mobius x GN!reader

Notes: I finally watched the Loki Disney+ show and when I tell you the moment I saw dad Mobius...I'm a sucker for DILFS, guilty as charged 😔. Should I make a part 2????

The neighborhood was nothing special, it was your average suburban area with picturesque houses and families. You grew up closer to the city so you never had to deal with driving everywhere as eveything was walkable, but you have visited here occasionally since the house you were moving into used to belong to your grandparents. So you held some fond memories of this place, it would take a while to get used to it, but in time it would get better.

You never visited here much though, as it was over a two hour drive, but cherish the little memories you had of this place. You had been saving up to move out of your parents' house but no apartments seemed to work for you. Of course its not nice to find out your grandparents had passed, but you were blessed that they left you their house. All the papers were in order and the house was officially in your name before they bit the dust.

Today was your move-in day and the medium sized moving truck sat outside as you did everything yourself. Since it was just you- you didn't feel the need to pay a few guys to move your stuff as there wasn't that much, but still a decent amount. You briskly walked back up into the truck to lug a box into the house and as you walked down the ramp, someone called out to you.

"Need any help there, new neighbor?" It startled you at first before you quickly recovered and looked over to see the source. It was your next-door neighbor. He was an older man with grey, short hair. Maybe he was in his 40s? He probably just didn't want to maintain dying his hair all the time so he kept it natural, but you couldn't lie and say he wasn't at least a little bit attractive. You thought about this and contemplated his offer, it wouldn't be so bad, right? You could get to know him and he could get to know you. Knowing someone right off the bat would be helpful in this new area, you just hope he didn't have any bad intentions.

"Sure!" I just need to get these boxes all inside first, so bring them in and I'll tell you where to put them. I can handle the rest" You walked down the ramp with your box of who knows what and he got closer with a smile on his face. "Now I hope you aren't some creep because if so, I will have to ask you kindly to leave" You laughed awkwardly- partially afraid of that being the case but also trying to make a joke out of it.

"Oh, pfft. I'm a single dad. My days consist of selling- or trying to sell jet skis and telling my sons not to burn their toys. I mean- why do they think that's cool? You know what's cool? Jet skis" Huh, he was a single dad, why did that make your heart skip? He was a dad, a dad! And he has multiple sons, you were single and in your early 20s with no big plans. He seems to like jet skis though, a man has to have his hobbies after all, it honestly was cute.

"Single dad, huh?" You mused with a small smile as he passed you going into the truck and picking up a random box and following you.

"Yeah. My eldest is twelve and my youngest is eight and they are my boys. My wife left me a few years ago so I've been raising them on my own the past few years. It's been a learning curve certainly, but they're good boys, not counting burning their toys. Seriously I don't get it, why would you burn your own stuff?" It made you slightly sad that his wife left him when he seemed like such a good father, from first impressions at least. "Oh shoot, I never introduced myself! My name is Don" he flashed a smile with excitement as he stood next to you. Saying your name, his face switched into one of concentration before snapping his fingers with a smile.

"Now I remember! You're the grandchild of that old couple that lived here! Sorry for your loss, by the way. They were nice people" From the way he went from excitement from remembering where he heard your name from then unfortunate passing of your grandparents, it was obvious that he didn't want to brush over that fact and tried to be kind.

"Thank you. I miss them but they were nice enough to leave me this house since they knew I've been trying to save up. But I can't wait to meet your sons" Changing the conversation was needed as you didn't want to lament on them being gone, but didn't want him to think he did anything wrong. So you gave a genuine smile as he walked next to you into the house and you had a feeling that he would become a good friend.

"Well, every two weeks I plan a cookout and this Saturday is the next one. A few neighbors from this block usually come over so you can get a chance to meet them too. No pressure, of course! Only come if you're comfortable!" You thought it was really sweet of him to invite you over, even if he didn't know you weren't the most sociable person ever. He followed you through the front door and set the box down in the kitchen since it was well...stuff for the kitchen. The box you held was for the livingroom so you set it down there.

"I'll think about it"

"Think about it? What's there to think about?" He exclaimed as he started to talk with his hands, but not in anger, in was very amusing how animated and passionate he was. "You're hangin' out with the coolest dad on the block, you'll meet my sons, meet the other neighbors, and have some good food" He walked closer to you and you couldn't help but feel your attraction to him grow stronger. You're so fucked.

"I'm not the most...social...person. I prefer to spend my time alone...and in my house" it wasn't a lie, you truly did prefer to spend time by yourself reading, playing games, and a few other things. But you didn't know how you would react to being near him for that long with a bunch of strangers around.

"Well, the offer is still on the table. It starts at six sharp, but showing up fashionably late wouldn't be bad either. As long as you're there" He winked at you as he left to grab more boxes. Wait...he winked at you? He winked at you! Your face burned slightly as you replayed it in your head a few times before shaking your head and stood in your house for a few seconds before meeting him back outside. You had to get it under control, this stupid little crush would get out of hand very fast if you didn't put an end to it now. But...would it be so bad? You haven't had a crush on a long time much less dated anyone, might as well have a little fun if it makes you happy. But you wouldn't actively go for him, no way. He's too old and has two kids. Nope.

"Wait, where are your kids now? School?" It was a Tuesday morning so they most likely were, but the thought had just occurred to you then as he walked back inside with a box for the bathroom and a box for the bedroom.

"Yeah. They take a bus everyday since my work schedule usually lets me off after they get out. This is one of my off days. They're decent at school, I'm not trying to pressure them into a career they want to do so as long as they pass its fine" Your heart flipped yet again as he truly seemed like a caring father if not a little quirky, but who isn't? Smiling, you walk back out with him to get the other boxes.

This went on for the next few hours- you'd talk about yourselves to know each other better as you grabbed more boxes and set them in the right room. It honestly took a lot longer than it should from the amount of boxes you had- it wasn't that many- but got caught up in just...talking. It was really nice though, as you felt like you made a new friend already and it was your first day here. As you were talking about the good restaurants here so you can get takeout at, the sounds of kids outside signalled that school ended and Don's sons would be home soon. He looked down at his watch and smiled.

"Right on time! You just got one more box in there I'll bring out. You sure you'll be fine unpacking this all?" He insisted that his kids could wait and that he wanted to help you unpack all the boxes, but you would rather him not see all your things because you were more of a private person, and plus you didn't want him to miss making dinner for his boys.

"Yeah I'll be fine. It was really nice to meet you, Don. Maybe I'll see you again tomorrow?" You shook hands and couldn't help but feel tingles up your spine from the contact, but still smiled and he smiled back before letting go.

"I work tomorrow and you'll probably still be unpacking but you can always visit me at work! You know where I work, stop by anytime you feel like it, you know my schedule. Well, I'm off, see you later! Nice to meet you!" He started towards back towards his house just as you saw two young boys enter the yard, those must be his sons. Heart feeling warm, you watched as he happily grabbed what looked like his oldest into a headlock and rub his hair. Sighing. you decided to check out one of the places he recommended to get takeout since you were hungry and looked it up on Google. You couldn't help but be tempted to take his offer to his cookout on Saturday. Maybe you'll visit him at his job too.