#BTW waking up to asks in my inbox about my au was like

[snickeringdragon]

Event Horizon AU ask!

Are there any occasions where going Final Boss actually helps? Like: The Sadness is gone. So is a few hundred cubic feet of earth behind where it was, but the Sadness is gone. Now how do we talk Siffrin out of a spiral when his ears are all the way up there?

definitely! if sifs not too out of it from his own emotions he could probably just one shot any enemies they came across. though, siffrin doesnt like being in that form (the emotion supresserrr) so the situations where its useful are probably pretty few and far between

as for the second thing...

im sure theyll figure something out.

[whimsicalcotton]

Hi it's me the mf with the polluted marrow brainrot, and I bring you semi-coherent rambles about Marrow Max that were brought on by a song I recently found that just fits her like a glove IMO.

(CW: mentions of suicide & suicidal ideation. Just to be safe.)

The other day I discovered a song called Gifts For The Earth by Deafheaven and idk if it's just me but it gives HEAVY marrow max vibes to me. It's a metal song & the vocals are VERY screechy, so I don't know if you'll like the song itself? Although I think the music itself is really good, but the vocals are still a bit distracting to me even after like 20 plays lmao

ANYWAY yeah my main point is the lyrics feel so fitting to Marrow Max's mental state at her lowest point. The song itself is basically about someone giving up their life and surrendering to death through suicide, depicting images of an angel of Death comforting them as they sink to the bottom of the ocean to become one with the Earth once more.

These metaphors make me think of Marrow!Max so much, like I can perfectly imagine her looking over the cliff during the storm at the start of the fic, feeling drawn to jump into the ocean, as Chloe had done once she found out about the time loops. Feeling beckoned to end it all just like her; to let the ocean waves take her in so she can finally stop the suffering.

(Hell, maybe she actually does in a nightmare she has later on, when she thinks she's gonna lose everything in the new reality… Of course she wakes up, and the terror she feels over losing everything might just make her realize how much she needs Rachel and Chloe, and it pushes her to stop running from them. Or maybe they find her and wake her up from her nightmare, as she sees a figure appear through the darkness of the ocean waves, and then Max wakes up, and realizing they're there, eyes filled with concern for *her*, she fully breaks down in sobs)

It could also be read as a metaphor for Max drowning under the weight of all the responsibility she's thrust onto herself, to save Chloe and the others. Plus the ending lines about the flesh disintegrating into consumption for the earth fits how she can no longer see any benefit to her existence beyond what she can do for others, and how she can save or help them. Completely divorced from any sense of self-worth, she gives herself entirely for the sake of others with no concern for her health.

There could also be a read of the song where it's about Max basically killing off/shedding any part of her that is irrelevant to saving Chloe & Rachel, as everything she once was is drowned in the ocean of her subconscious, letting her become single-minded in her purpose. I guess the angel of death in this case would be Chloe, whose safety she puts above everything else? This one is a hell of a stretch but I find it fascinating nonetheless sfhsdfjkshdl

Anyway uhh sorry about the rambly essay in your asks 😅 I just love this AU & fic and cannot stop thinking about it and wanted to share some of the brainrot with you while waiting for the next update; hopefully you enjoyed reading! & if you like the song too even better!

i see what you mean abt the vocals but i am Also a big enjoyer of good percussion/tonal whiplash music/songs that go on for a Really long time so i had a good time w this one actually! thanks for the rec ^^

also don't even worry about it i dearly dearly love reading ppl's rambly essays about this AU sjdkhfsjhfk <3 (that goes for anybody btw never worry abt being rambly in my inbox bc i am probably sitting here uncontrollably happy-stimming abt it)

👀👀👀 to all of these scenarios/readings also. good fucking food

[threehuskiesinatrenchcoat]

Hello there! At this point your inbox feels like home, I should start decorating it Imao. Any suggestions? Btw did you see the transformer au meme just asking for a friend.. talking about friends, mine are trying to get me to expose myself, those traitors

When I posted all those drabbles (3, how can there be 3 already?! over on a03. (haha 3), I noticed I haven't written Ale and Phil fluff yet. How did I miss that? I decided to rectify this grave(s) mistake and ended up with this little bird, enjoy! And yes, I've apparently eaten a clown for breakfast the way I crack jokes like it's the end of the world (more evidence being the previously mentioned transformers au, I‘m glad you think it’s as amusing as I do lmao)

The sheets were warm and cozy, the sun barely peaking through the curtains. Phillip groaned in annoyance as he felt the bed shift next to him and struggled to lift his arm towards his partner, trying to get him to settle again. It was way too early to wake up on one of their rare free days; he didn’t even have to look at the clock to know that. Ale gently took his hand and brought it up to his face, kissing it and sounding so soothing when he whispered softly for Phil to go back to sleep.

It took all of the American‘s willpower to crack his eyes open and squint up at his partner. Even in the dim lighting of their bedroom, Phillip was able to make out Alejandro‘s perfectly fluffy hair and reassuring smile as he sat at the edge of the bed, clearly intent on leaving it, leaving Phillip. He frowned and gripped the Mexican‘s hand in return. He couldn’t leave that way, obviously; at least that’s what his still half asleep mind was convinced of. His thoughts got derailed when Ale softly laughed at his antics. "You’re so cute when you’re grumpy. C‘mon, I want to go make breakfast. Can you please let me go?" Phillip hummed a negative. If Alejandro left the bed, it would get cold… but breakfast sounded amazing right now, he could admit that.

His partner ran a hand through his messy bedhead, making Phil‘s head go hazy again, barely staying conscious with how comfortable he was and how good it felt to have Ale petting his hair. Said man took the opportunity to gently extract the other, previously in captivity held hand and placed a soft peck on his cheek before standing up.

"I will be back soon, mi armor, go back to sleep", he whispered to him while righting the blanket so no warmth could escape from under it and Phillip did just that, returning to his well deserved rest.

About half an hour later, Alejandro would walk in with breakfast balancing precariously on a tray and softly wake up Phillip. They‘d eat it together in bed, planning their day to themselves, Ale making fun of Phil‘s hair, causing him to get kissed simply to make him shut up.

idk hon it is your home so any decorations are welcome. if my opinion is of any value you're already the best thing this place has but by all means go wild

yes i saw the meme had a good chuckle thank you. hope you saw the follow-up drawing i made. tell your friends i said hi

i live for your drabbles at this point honestly. and omg they're so soft here 😭😭😭 like i love some good angst and they're perfect for it because drama but i just NEED them to be soft and happy and caring sometimes. sleepy graves being clingy 😭 yes sir keep your human heater close how dare he try to leave

[catgirlforkaeya]

I WAS SO HAPPY WHEN I SAW THAT YOU POSTED THE OTHER DAY OML

if you're taking requests do you think that you could possibly do kaeya with a reader who has like a pretty bad tendency to not take care of themselves whether that be when sick or just in general? im in need of some fluff and cuddles dear lord. i really like your modern au kaeya btw

im not sure how to really work this and idk where your rules for asking went but😭 could i be 🍁 anon? <3

“you need to take better care of yourself.”

kaeya x gn!reader

synopsis: you fall ill after not looking out for yourself properly

word count: 936

hurt/comfort + fluff + sickfic + modern au

warnings: small mention of throwing up + reader doesn’t take care of themself (obvi by the title and request) + mental health struggles (?) + i can’t think of anymore

a/n: I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG 😭😭😭 it’s been sitting in my inbox forever i know and i apologize but i hope this is good, and you can absolutely be 🍁 anon if you still want :)

you were currently wrapped up in blankets, there was probably about 5 layers on top of you right now. however, you were still shivering. your fever was higher than any other fever you’ve had before. everything felt fuzzy right now— your mind was off in its own world while your body was desperately trying to fight off an illness. what a lovely way to spend your break.

the sound of a door opening brought you slightly back down to reality. your eyes flicked towards the door, relieved to see kaeya walking in with a bowl in his hand. the aroma of chicken noodle soup quickly filled the room.

as you went to sit up so that you could eat, your arms gave out on you. this fever had caused you to be so weak to the point you could barely even sit up. kaeya quickly sat down the soup when he noticed the struggles, helping you sit up right in bed. once you were finally steady, he handed you the soup with a metal spoon.

“are you feeling any better?” kaeya asked as he sat down next to you on the bed. you could see him looking at you out of the corner of your eye as you ate.

“no,” you mumbled, taking a spoonful of soup and putting it into your mouth. a small hiss left your lips at the hot liquid inside your mouth.

kaeya’s heart ached at seeing the current state you were in. although you were under five blankets and wearing his hoodie you were still shaking like a leaf. the only thing your body could keep down right now was the chicken noodle soup, but even that was a hit or miss. your eyes were dark and sunken in, probably from the restless nights you’ve had. he wished he could’ve done something sooner and prevented you from getting to this point.

within a few minutes your stomach quickly got full, unable to eat anything more. you set the soup onto your nightstand and crawled back under the covers. this time kaeya laid down with you too, hoping that his body heat might help warm you up a little bit more.

“you’re gonna get sick—“ you protested, looking up at kaeya as he pulled you closer towards him.

“stop worrying about me, i’ll be fine,” he spoke softly, kissing the top of your head.

you tried to protest against it once again but he shushed you.

“you need to start taking better care of yourself,” kaeya began, a sigh falling from his lips. “you worry about everybody else to the point that you hardly focus on yourself. you didn’t even notice you were sick until you could barely even function because you weren’t focusing on you. i’m not mad at you for this, because i can get the same way sometimes. i’m just worried about you.”

you fell silent, his words echoing through your head. kaeya was right. you don’t tend to your own needs anymore, all of your focus is on the ones around you. sadly most of them don’t even notice this. kaeya is the only one who has picked up on this almost destructive habit of yours. you ignored all of your symptoms of the illness until your body was overwhelmed from the virus, waking up in a condition that almost landed you in the hospital.

“i’m sorry,” you spoke quietly, afraid to speak up any louder. if you did speak any louder you feared the tears would start flowing.

“you don’t have anything to be sorry about love,” kaeya reached down and tilted your chin up so that you could look at him. his thumb gently brushed over your cheekbone, wiping away tears that already began falling. you weren’t quite sure why you were so emotional— whether it was because you finally had somebody who actually cared or the fact that you’re so exhausted from being sick that your body reverted to crying. whatever the cause was it just felt nice to have kaeya hold you.

this time, you didn’t protest when you felt kaeya pull you flush against his body, his grip tightening on you. you laid there, head buried into his chest as his fingers trailed up and down your spine.

“i love you,” kaeya whispered as he nuzzled his head into the crook of your neck, placing gentle kisses.

“i love you more,” you whispered back, lips curving upwards slightly. for a split second all of this affection made you forget about the misery. you placed a small kiss to his chest in return. oh, how desperately you both just wanted to kiss each other’s lips but you knew it’d be too risky. you’d truly feel horrible if you got kaeya sick.

the rest of the day you two stayed in this position— kaeya holding you close as you rested your head against him. you faded in and out of consciousness once in awhile, you were trying to resist the exhaustion but it was getting too hard to fight off.

the last thing you remember is looking up at kaeya, who was scrolling through his phone while the tv played in the background. his thumbs rhythmically rubbing circles into your side. something about that moment just felt so domestic, even though it was a simple moment it still made you feel all warm and fuzzy… but that might’ve also been the fever trying to break.

as you finally drifted off to sleep you made a small silent promise to kaeya— you’d start taking better care of yourself as soon as you got over this sickness.

© all rights reserved to catgirlforkaeya. reposting, plagiarizing, modifying, and translating is NOT allowed.

[ctrlemis]

hi emi ! if u don’t mind could u do another moot game ? ex. try assigning an au or trope to ur moots

ex. hp au or bsf to lovers ? if u want u can give short desc. w/ love interests & extra chars ?

ex. art w/ pjo au, rei + jay love ints, yeonju / hiyyih bsf

hi anon!! sorry for seeing this so late, but sure!! <3

assigning my moots aus and troupes + love interest and more!

@acciomylove - off the bat, i get big best friends to lovers or childhood friends to lovers for fae. maybe they became friends because our their parents, but their friendship was much more over the years. love interest would defin be wonyoung!! with leeseo, gaeul, yuna and sunoo as the best friends!!

@seungstarss - best friends to lovers to ex to lovers 😼 best friends since kindergarten, attached to the hip and inseparable. during middle school-first year of highschool they tried dating and it didn't work out, and they ended up losing contact after the other move. they both enroll in the same college and through trial and error they realize that it was always each other. i see this jake or heeseung! ryujin, liz, teji, hyunjin and felix as the friend group + yeonjun as the second male lead

@jungwonize - sai my slayer 🥰 harry potter au, like i said before, hufflepuff with very gryffindor tendencies- definitely besties with riki and hiyyih, slytherin and gryffindor troublemakers respectively, with ravenclaw!jungwon as your love interest

@jihyoscrown - idol au! with fake dating that turns into real dating ofc, and you'd be about of stayc!! i'd say yeji or soobin as your love interest, with idol! isa, yujin, felix, and beomgyu as your best friends

@gfksn - academic rivals + ex crushes to lovers!! the two get paired together on a project senior year that coat 47% of their grade and they have no choice but to get along. as they work of the project, they become closer, and eventually get together! not that it's that easy tho🫣🤭 jay as the love interest! i just see jay as an academic rival so much + soobin as your older brother figure, really overprotective over you and yeji, chaer, and judy(from blackswan) as your best friends!!

@bigtoewinwin - coffee shop au!! the tired college student who does their classes on their breaks and works any shift that can + the bubbly preppy socially unaware love interest who caught them on a bad day. id say jungwon or hyuka as the love interest, with sunghoon or intak as the besties, with gaeul or charr as the possible second female lead??

@moatrashhh - my babysitter's a vampire au!! except reversed!! love interest is a vampire babysitter and unspecting liz is looking for someone to watch their younger sibling....only to find out (awkwardly) that li is a vamp!!! vamps sunoo, riki, and yuna!! with best friends jungwon, jay, and wonyoung!!

@lov3niki - idol exes to lovers!! off the top of my had, kim is paired with her ex, yeonjun, to work on a collab stage with!! things ended on good terms, but its still awkward, especially when beomgyu lets it slip that yeonjun still has feelings for kim!! soloist au btw, with yuna, hikaru, mina and nayeon as the squad!!

@shoyotime - i get body swap au for inez!! your name beat(spoiler: never seen your name🤭) and it happens to be with your enemy!! im seeing sunghoon for this one, you two could never really get along. he grew an ego and you didnt really care for it, so you two naturally stepped on each other's feet. however, when waking up in the other's body becames a regular occurrence, the two learn that they don't actually hate each other as much as they thought!!

this was so much later then i thought was it was gonna be!! sorry for the wait nonnie, but i hope you liked it!! im still going through my inbox but thank you for the ask lovey!!

[the-pale-goddess]

Hilde, did either Ethan or Bryce ever tell Tiff about their conversation at the bar in Confessions? If they did, what was that like?

SCREAM! I can’t believe that you still remember Confessions 💕 It’s ancient history and my second OH fic (terribly written if you ask me ksbsksbksb but I love the concept)

Ethan got absolutely hammered that night, so after Tiffany escorted him to her room without waking the roomies, he vaguely explained that the life-changing experience leading to his revelation was drinking with Scalpel Jockey 😂

She tried to get more details out of him, but the old man was slowly drifting away...So they agreed to talk about their situation in the morning and snuggled up under the blanket.

She woke up to Ethan’s snoring and a text from Bryce (aka the most precious & selfless friend): Hope that your lost item found his way back to you. It physically hurts me to know how painful the situation must’ve been for him 🤡

In the end, Bryce and Ethan decided to keep the conversation between them for the sake of Tiffany’s sanity. Joke’s on them, because she’d already suspected how Bryce really felt about her.

Btw, I wrote this fic during the first OH2 hiatus, so it’s just an AU scenario that could have happened in my canon if it wasn’t for the maitotoxin plot.

Thank you for thinking about me and E&T, dearest Rose, you’re a gem! I really needed this 🥰 Seeing you in my notifications and inbox is always a huge boost of motivation and I adore you endlessly ❤️

[easilydistractedbyfanfic]

Fortnight and August? Also love how you ended "I'll Be With You When the Deal Goes Down " btw

Well hello there, Nonnie! Oh, this is exciting - my inbox has not seen this much action in one day before! LOL! And thank you for the comment about I’ll Be With You When The Deal Goes Down - that fic took way longer to complete than I intended, but I’m happy with it and glad you are too!

Fortnight (btw I love this word! I remember looking it up when I was a kid after reading it in a story and not knowing what it meant!) - What WIP do you plan on posting next, if at all? - 

So… there are SO MANY to choose from! I have one published WIP on AO3, Only Then You’ll See, and I am fully committed to completing that. I would like to say it’s absolutely the one I will wrap up next, but I must admit that since I’m feeling so frustrated with aspects of canon right now, I kind of like working on AU stories lately so I can forget about what’s going on with the show. 

I also would really like to finish an AU Summer Camp counselors fic that I started last August and have not published any of just yet. I really like it although there is a lot of world-building in it, and not only would summer be a great time to finish and publish it, but it’s also the story I’ve been working on the longest (at this point), and it would be meaningful to me if I could get it done in time for my one-year anniversary in this fandom, which is coming up! It’s called The Summer We Met and it’s getting close to around 35k. I will not publish this until it is complete, possibly splitting it into two chapters. 

I have six other started and incomplete Murven stories in addition to these, AND I have two stories that are going to be longer chapter fics that I have sketched out and am excited for both. One is going to deal with something that happens on the Eligius IV prior to the ship’s computer waking up Jordan (oh it’s going to be SO FUN, I haven’t seen any fics like this so far), and I’m going to use some characters that I haven’t worked with much (Niylah and Octavia, specifically) as well as keep some of my other faves (Diyoza, I’m talking about Diyoza! involved.) The other is going to twist two things on the Ark prior to S1 and I’m going to see how they change the course of the Murphy/Raven relationship. I’m excited about that one too, because I’m going to work more Sinclair into it and I haven’t written too much canon-based early seasons. 

Ugh, I wish I could just download it all from my brain and we all could start reading them already!!! The world needs more Murven content!!! And so do I!!

August - Are any of your fics associated with certain artists/genres/songs/etc - Yes, absolutely! If a song’s lyrics have really influenced a particular story, I will often put them into the fic at the beginning of the first chapter. For example, I just used a Bob Dylan song in my latest completed fic. I mentioned this in past author’s notes for a (very angsty) Murven fic I wrote, but I always always always go back to Madness by Muse for Murphy & Raven’s relationship. They have a really complicated backstory that I know makes a lot of people think they shouldn’t be shipped/aren’t compatible. Neither one of them WANTED this bond with the other, but here they are. For me this song really just speaks to their entire relationship of not being the traditional couple that falls in love, but the kind of couple where it’s inevitable and you feel that pull even though you know it’s complicated and scary and probably really going to fuck you up at the same time it’s exactly what you need. Ohh, damn, now I need to fan myself, LOL!

Honestly, at some point I should probably do a Murven playlist of songs that I think suit them, because there are a LOT that I think about when I write them. I easily have 40-50 songs on my inspiration sheet, and sometimes I’ll use them for a specific fic or other times it’s just the overall feel for their relationship. Here’s a few - check out the lyrics to “Back to Earth” by Steve Aoki (ft Fall Out Boy), “Hate Me” by Eurielle, “Clarity” by Zedd, “Silence” by Marshmello (ft Khalid), “Inner Demons” by Julia Brennan, “It’s No Good” by Depeche Mode, “Bleed It Out” by Linkin Park…. eh, there’s lots more, including a few that Richard Harmon has mentioned for Murphy that I deliberately keep in mind too. 

Wow… I’m kind of invested. LMAO! It’s far, far too late for me now, and if I get my way I’m pulling everyone else in with me! Thanks for the ask, Nonnie! xoxoxo

[notesofarichlycolorednight]

If I might make a suggestion? Luke comforting Tori while she's on her periot

YES YOU MAY

wow i’m sorry this took me so long ;_; i forgot it was in my inbox. it’s just been so busy and hectic and i really wanted to finish my main story

but now that i have finished it, and things have kinda settled down (see: i’m avoiding more unpacking and i’d really just to like write abt happy stuff between my bbys) let’s get into to it!

headcanons and a little drabble for ya! rejoice! (this is in my fave au where everything is relatively happy, and everyone lives) ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

hcs

tori’s had her period before, obvi, but this the first time she gets them when she and luke are dating, so she’s a touch embarrassed

she hides in the apollo cabin and tells her siblings to turn assure him she’s fine, but turn him away if he comes knocking

but luke is smart, and it’s p easy to find a time when her siblings are gone from the cabin

also he has a handy talent of being able to unlock doors with his mind lol

tori gets terrible cramps the first few days of her period, so when luke does manage to sneak in during lunch, she’s curled up in her bed, in too much pain to really notice he’s there

he puts two and two together and quickly leaves to go talk to silena (who is aged up in this au, btw)

he spends the rest of the lunch hour talking to her abt anything and everything to do with periods bc he loves tori and is comfortable in his masculinity fite me

she’s happy to answer any and all his questions

so after absorbing as much info as he can, he skips his activity to sneak out of camp and go…liberate some things from the pharmacy

when he comes back, he gets everything ready that he needs in the big house and then heads over to the apollo cabin

tori’s siblings are out at an activity, so he sits on the edge of her bed and gently shakes her shoulder

she groans and rolls over, sighing when she sees luke

“i guess this was inevitable.” she mutters

luke gently brushes the hair from her face and smiles

“you don’t have to be embarrassed”

tori looks away, blushing, and pursing her lips

luke reaches down into the bag he brought and pulls out a hot water bottle

“i heard this helps with cramps”

she takes it gratefully, smiling now

luke starts to rattle off abt how he’s got pads or tampons if she’d prefer, and he also got some soup for her to eat if she’s hungry and she missed lunch

and that he talked with silena, and how she shouldn’t be embarrassed, and tori ever needs anything from him during her period, she shouldn’t hesitate to ask

finally, tori reaches out and tugs the sleeve of his t-shirt smiling up at him

“thanks, luke”

luke grins back, caressing her face. “of course”

and then they cuddle

drabble

When Luke woke up that usual Saturday morning, rolled over to see if Tori was awake, out of habit and she growled, "Don't touch me." before pulling the covers up over her head Luke was miffed. Then hurt. Then, after doing the math, he realized what time of month it was.

Careful not to shift the bed too much, he slipped off and quickly got dressed. Then he set to work.

First, he started the kettle, filled to the 1.7L mark, for as much hot water as possible. Then he began making hot cocoa—in a pot, on the stove, with real melted chocolate and milk mixed together. Afterward, he turned the stove to its lowest setting so the cocoa wouldn't get cold and filled up the hot water bottle.

He crept into their shared bedroom, going over to Tori's side of the bed.

"Tori," he said, quietly.

At first, she didn't move, and Luke was afraid he'd have to gently shake her awake—not because he was afraid of her getting after him, but because he didn't want to go against her wishes about not being touched.

Then, there was movement under the covers. Tori pulled down the blanket from her head, just so her eyes were peeking through a mess and tangle of hair. Luke had kept it dark in their bedroom, because he knew she got headaches during her period, and bright lights only aggravated it, but still she squinted.

Luke silently held up the hot water bottle.

Tori's hand appeared from underneath the covers, off the side of the bed. He handed it to her and turned to leave, letting her place it, and so he could continue getting things ready.

Out in their small living room, he closed all the blinds, lit some candles and turned on two lamps at their lowest settings before turning off all the overhead lights. Then he poured two mugs of the cocoa and set them out on the coffee table.

Luke went back into their bedroom. Tori was still under the blankets. When he called her name again, she pulled them down like last time, squinting at him.

"I've got some hot cocoa out in the living room," he told her in a soft voice.

Tori perked up, her eyes widening before she began to sit up. Luke stayed close, in case she needed help with anything, but made sure not to touch her until she'd given her express consent.

They sat on the sofa, Luke making sure to leave an inch or two between them. He sipped at his mug, but mostly watched Tori huddle around her warm mug and smile as she brought it up to smell before taking a small sip. He sighed without really meaning to just relieve some of the pressure in his chest—he loved her so much, he felt like his heart might burst—bringing him to Tori's attention.

When she looked over and noticed his loving gaze on her, she blushed, taking another sip of her cocoa and hunching her shoulders.

At some point, Tori scooted closer to Luke, letting her shoulders brush. Luke knew from previous experiences that it was now okay to touch her, and he set his mug down, wrapping his arm around her waist, pulling her closer.

Tori threw her legs over his and snuggled into his shoulder, her cocoa still in hand. Luke gently repositioned the hot water bottle to make sure it was on the right spot.

Once Tori had finished her cocoa, he set the mug down on the coffee table for her and they shifted positions, so that they could bot lie down, facing each other, and snuggle.

Luke lied on the outside, with Tori's back pressed against the cushions. It was a bit of tight fit, but if the hot water bottle began scalding his stomach, he said nothing, only holding Tori closer, gently running his fingers through her hair.

She nuzzled her head underneath his chin, burying her nose in his chest. Her hands gently gripping the front of his t-shirt.

They both dozed, but when Tori's stomach growled so loud, it snapped Luke from his sleepy stupor, he couldn't help but chuckle.

Tori only buried her head further, blushing.

"I can make you something if you'd like," he told her, brushing some hair from her face and trying to coax her from her shell.

"Nauseous," she mumbled, gazing up at him from beneath her lashes, making Luke's heart stutter.

"I can warm up some broth, then," he murmured, stroking her cheek with his thumb. He hoped she couldn't hear just how wild his heart was going as she continued to gaze up at him.

Tori contemplated this before nodding, but she didn't let go of his shirt.

Luke chuckled. "I'll only be a minute, love."

She huffed, but released his shirt. Luke carefully got up and headed into the kitchen while Tori sat up and pulled the blanket hanging over the back of the sofa around her.

When he came back, steaming broth in hand, she pouted at him. While he'd been in the kitchen, she'd turned on a Coco at a low volume.

"That was more than three minutes," she muttered. Careful not to spill the broth, Luke sat down and kissed her temple.

"My apologies," he murmured, holding out the ceramic mug for her to take. It was convenient in that it held just as much as a medium bowl would, but had a handle on the side so you wouldn't burn yourself when holding it. It also allowed Tori to snuggle back up to Luke and keep hold of her broth.

She sipped her broth as they watched the movie. When she was finished, she set the mug on the table before grabbing a pillow from the other side of the sofa and putting it into Luke's lap. She laid her head onto it and turned her back to the TV, closing her eyes. Luke smiled down at her and began pulling his fingers through her hair again.

At some point, they both fell asleep. Tori's head was still in his lap. Since he hadn't wanted to disturb her, he simply rested his head in his hand, which was propped up on the sofa's armrest.

Tori awoke to that—Luke fast asleep, head being held up by his hand.

She reached up to gently caress his face, waking him. He blinked sleep from his eyes before looking down at Tori with a sleepy smile.

He's so cute, she thought.

"I'm feeling better now," she said. "Thanks."

Luke covered Tori's hand with his. "Of course."

they’re like in their early 20s and living in a small apt in nyc now, jsyk

thanks for sending this in! again, i’m so sorry this took me so long to get to, but this is just what my soul needed tonight to feel better ^_^

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[overwatchladieslover]

The requests

So, to summarise what I’ve said before : in order to go through all of the requests without having me lose what’s left of my mind, we are going to have to limit each reaction to a maximum of 4 ladies by request. If you’ve already dropped in an ask, I’m going to have to ask you to find your ask among the 28 that were still in our inbox, and answer in the tags which characters you want for your request, here’s an example: #Request3MercyPharah. 

Thank you for your understanding, the requests are under the cut in order not to wreck your dashboard. 

Mod Ecyan

1

How would the ladies react to being saved from Talon/Brainswashing/whatever by their s/o? P.S: Your writing is great

2

What would it be like to be in poly mercy/reader/widowmaker relationship? ((Would there be lots of bickering? Would they be overprotective? Would there be cuddling?)) also could you give some separate sfw or nsfw headcanons for being in a relationship with either of them? I love you're blog btw! I'm sorry for the long ask.

3

What's that moment in which the ladies realize they have fell so hard in love with their s/o?

4

Well if request are open may I request the ladies with an s/o who's like superman like has the same abilities that superman has

5

Heya, just found this blog and I love it! Can I drop a request for either a s/o readjusting to work or being forced to retire from working with Overwatch with the ladies? Dunno if it has been done before because I'm still scrolling through the blog :') Hope you're having a great day when you see this ^^

6

Your Halloween skins post just gave me an idea! Could you please write monster AU headcanons for the ladies (what they are, how they act) and how they would treat their human S/O? Merci beaucoup!

7

Request for how the overwatch ladies deal with a high-functioning autistic s/o and how they help them cope with symptoms/quirks that come with it. (Would prefer to have female pronouns but gender neutral is also fine). ♥ Thank you ♥

8

Hey, just wanted to say I love your posts!! They're simply amazing! I was also wondering if you could do an imagine where the ladies find out they're s/o is a supernatural being?

9

Could I request headcannons for an s/o who sprained there ankle and can't walk for a week.(because that's what I did and I need some love)

10

you are honestly a very awesome writer and I appreciate you a lot for making this blog, so, could I request the ladies finding out that their s/o ran away from home because they had a very very bad situations at home, like they comfort them about it?

 11

ayy yo, hope you're having a great day! How about a s/o, who has no connection to Overwatch, planning out the perfect home dinner date for Ana, Mercy, Pharah and Tracer. Maybe their s/o falls asleep waiting for them to come home, probably still sat at the table. (I am weak for fluff AND those four... Overwatch ladies killing me a day at a time..)

12

What if the girls s/o got blamed for a death that they didn't do and then overwatch is after them? Sorry can't think of anything better

13

How about the ladies going to an ice hockey match to support their s/o and the team they're on and their s/o getting a concussion or a broken nose from getting hit by someones stick/the puck? Hope you're having a great day when you see this ^^

14

If it wouldn't be too much to ask can I request a Mercy x reader fanfic, were the reader is in their early twenties and tries to get mercy to go out with them but Mercy is on the fence about it because she feels awkward about the age difference but she finally agrees to go on the date and you can decide how it ends. Please and thank you

15

My first request is a tall order so here we go: how would the ladies react if they found out that their (kinda?) rival in Talon is only doing what they do cuz Talon has their family (1 member or whole family?) & the only way to keep them safe is to use their 'skills' against Overwatch. What do they think/do about it? Bonus points if they had a love/hate relationship before they discovered this & if u include HOW they discovered it ~ thank you love the blog btw this has been 🐙 anon xxx

16

How would the overwatch ladies react to finding out that their crush or s/o has a similar origin to the black widow? As in came from a place like the Red Room & escaped & went freelance before they joined Overwatch (If u need me to elaborate at all feel free to message me!) thank you xx

17

The ladies react to the new recruit (eventual s/o?) having a Sherlock level intellect? Thank you! Xx🐙

18

Could I have the Overwatch ladies with a Fem s/o who has a massive praise kink please? (also just wanted to say that this blog is fantastic, thank you! ♥)

19

Can I get the ladies reacting to finding their (gender neutral) s/o bloody, bruised & broken on the ground after battle, barely conscious but before they pass out they ask them to marry them. How do they react to finding them, the question & what do they do when they wake up in the medbay? Thank you! Xx 🐙

 20

🐙 Hiya! Ily ladies! Here's my idea: the teams been hearing about a masked vigilante going after Talon & other criminals and obviously they want to know who it is but they're like a ghost until one day Tracer comes into the base & introduces them as her s/o (who reveals themselves), how do the other ladies react? bonus points if vigilante!s/o is known for being intimidating & brutal but they are totally kind & sweet irl especially w Lena 💕

21

he ladies are happily sleeping until they feel something wrong. Then they notice their s/o looks really sick and has a lot of fever. It is unusual for them to get sick but once they are it is something to be worried. How do they react to this and take care of them later?

22

ladies try to netflix and chill with s/o??

23

How would the ladies react if their s/o was still recovering from a past love that ruined them emotionally by just leading them on and then leaving?(i swear to god i love this blog it made feel better after having a shitty night, love you<3)

24

Wonder what would happen if the ladies accidentally caught their s/o masturbating to them?

25

So the team is visiting a hospital for Christmas to give the patients and their families a great time. The best part? All of them are wearing Christmas' costumes. Let the fun begin!

26

If you're down for some nsfw, how would the ladies react to their s/o moaning their names.

27

This blog is like a blessing, seriously. Can I get short focus for the ladies when their s/o who was seemingly dead for two years comes back as a masked vigilante with a personal army, hellbent on destroying Overwatch for seemingly "abandoning" them. I know it sounds like Reaper, but I got the idea from The Arkham Knight. Keep up your amazing work! (And your amazing looks!)

28

I don't know if your still taking requests but if so about this. How would the Overwatch ladies react to finding out that their s/o is actually a Talon secret agent? Bonus points if its angsty.

[thissupposedcrime]

Otayuri Hanahaki AU where Otabek has it first, convinced that he can only support Yuri as his friend and that his love will be unrequited, Yurio finds out but has no clue about the disease until he looks it up. He's furious, how could anyone not want Otabek or be in love w him?? He realizes his feelings but convices himself that Otabek would be too good to be his and starts to hide it as well until one of them gets caught/near death then a confrontation and happy end no one dies lol

Sorry to take so long in responding to this anon!!! It arrived right as classes began at university. But now I know what ‘hanahaki disease’ is so that’s cool. 

I took the approach of writing the opening scene and then outlining the rest. 

Hanahaki Disease AU: Flower petals erupt from your lungs due to unrequited love and eventually kill you (I think??? Or man I got this prompt wrong)

Otabek believes in miracles at Skate America, Fall 2019. Somehow, he manages to grimace through the coughs that shake this chest, the petals trying to leak past the press of his lips as the final notes of his flawed short program fade. 

He barely escapes from the kiss and cry before he suffocates, pacing into a bathroom in the halls of the arena as forget-me-nots flow out of his mouth. The attacks have increased in frequency the past four months, but damn it, never during competition and only very rarely during practice.

“The fuck is that? Did your costume rip?” A puzzled, familiar voice calls out from the doorway, noticing the clump of blue clenched in Otabek’s hand. 

“It’s nothing Yuri,” he replies briskly, throat parched. Otabek throws the flowers away into the trashcan and tries to move away, but more flower petals expel themselves from his lungs. 

“The fuck Otabek!” Yuri’s hands are on his shoulders, trying to tug Otabek forward to face him.

“Don’t worry. This is under control.”

“Are you dying?” Yuri seems distressed, and Otabek smiles around petals sticking to his teeth. He raises a hand to Yuri’s brow and presses, attempting to smooth the frown lines away.  

“No. Nothing like that, I promise,” he soothes, a quiet murmur into the short space between them. Yuri head tilts forward, nose gently pressing against Otabek’s collarbone as he exhales.

“You were spitting out flowers. Is that why your skate turned to shit near the end?” 

“It set off a bad cough, but I’m fine. Remember this concern when I win gold, okay?” 

False bravado has never been Otabek’s strong suit (his touch downs cratered his score), and it shows, as Yuri shoves him away with a scowl, eyes darting across his body. 

“Asshole,” he curses, and Otabek blinks, stunned by Yuri’s vicious tone. 

“Yura.”

“Shut up. I’ll find out what’s going out on my own.” Hands slam down on Otabek’s shoulders, forcing him to sit on the ground. Stunned, he goes down with ease. Stands of Yuri’s hair, a force of nature independent on his best friend, whip against his face as Yuri leaves in a flurry of annoyed, jerky movements. 

A minute later, he returns, throwing a water bottle a foot away from Otabek’s head and shoving Otabek’s coach into the room. He offers a parting glower, fingers already tapping at his phone as he stalks out, this time for good. 

All things considered, that could have gone much worse. 

Angry tornado of apocalyptic rage arrives at Otabek’s hotel room after dinner.

Years later Otabek argues this was where he feared for his life, not the side effects of his disease

Yuri is offended at how many people nod with understanding at this statement

Yuri rages, he throws things, he hit up the hotel printer for medical statistics

Did he spend half an hour screaming into a pillow because Otabek is in love with someone and he had no warning? No knowledge of this fact?

In a dark moment, he googles hit men, Milwaukee, but calms down. 

Otabek suffers in silence during this entire rant (it was timed at over 20 minutes long, Yuri just screaming at him)

Eventually Yuri asks who??? Seriously? Who the fuck wouldn’t date Otabek Altin?

Fuck them. Fuck them so hard.

Literally Yuri calls them undeserving bastard the entire speech

Supportive BFF Yuri is ignoring the weird thing his own chest is doing to focus on the mission at hand: his perfect BFF is heartbroken and oddly accepting of it

Otabek refuses to explain more about the person, just that they met long ago but it never worked out

We as readers take a moment to appreciate the bitter irony that I gave Otabek forget-me-nots cause ha, Yuri forgot him (my bad)

Eventually, Otabek convinces Yuri to calm down until the competition ends and then, in true “This plan of attack isn’t working. I need to find a different path” Otabek fashion, he ditches as soon as his exhibition skate is done for Almaty. 

Cue a nice, long section exploring when this disease originated in Otabek, his coping mechanisms, eventual acceptance of his diagnosis as a death sentence because he can’t actually force Yuri to love him back

And Yuri would try.

And, in Otabek’s eyes, Yuri would fail because Otabek will never believe it was because he loved and chose Otabek but because of the disease.

I’m oddly proud of this rationale.

Otabek believes in dreaming, accomplishing goals but he’s an introvert and a deep thinker. His curse is that he’ll never believe Yuri will return his feelings if he tells him, so nothing will change

Damn now I want to write that AU and the angst.

Yuri is pissed. The flames of hell are likely cooler than his temper. The voice mails he leaves in Otabek’s inbox are among the most vile he’s ever said

No one who overhears him screaming at the rink think he’s calling Otabek because he never does this with Otabek

Imagine half the group thinking he’s calling Victor and Victor just arriving happy and wrapped around Yuuri, clearly not the source 

Eventually he and Otabek have a conversation where Otabek basically lays out that he’s dying and Yuri needs to accept how he wants to handle his final years

Oh Otabek, my beloved optimistic angel. You got months babe. 

A week after Skate America, he wakes up with a weird ass flower on his pillow

Its Zinnia (thoughts of absent friends)

My flower meanings should literally tell you why no one ever asked me for this type of prompt before. 

“Eh, my cat must have gotten into something weird”

Insert: A lot of desperate pretending that everything is okay

Refuses to tell Otabek because it would upset him

Tiny petty part of his heart screaming out that Otabek sure as hell doesn’t want to talk to him, nah man. 

Completely ignorant of his own feelings, despite his subtlety being the emotional equivalent on a giant neon sign

Otabek withdraws from the Grand Prix, clearly unable to do such physical efforts without exacerbating his condition or showing the world that he be dying

His flowers have since become White Clover (think of me)

Again, I am so cute.

Yuri freaks, obviously. Dedicates his skate to Otabek

Unknown to Yuri, Otabek’s flowers change yet again to Angelica (Inspiration)

No one around them seems to pick up on their mutual pining

How??? 

Yuri trounces the competition at the Grand Prix.

Ugly crying in his hotel room, talking to Otabek on the phone as the final day ends.

Wakes up the next morning to carnations (alas for my poor heart) stuck to the roof of his mouth 

Yuri too is fucked. 

Unlike Otabek, who suffers in silence, YURI ISN’T HAVING THAT

MORE IMPORTANTLY, YURI (AND HIS MAD GOOGLING SKILLS) OF FLOWER MEANINGS HIT HIM WITH THE CLUE BAT: He’s pining for Otabek

Luckily for them both, Yuri’s like, nah, we’re not dying.

Internally: If I make Otabek love me, he lives. 

Win Win.

Imagine Yuri impulsively leaving the hotel in the middle of the night to begin a series of flights that deliver him to Almaty 

He has not told Yakov or Victor he’s peacing out to a different country on a different flight

“Eh, see you in Russia”

Here’s your expected comedy I guess???

Arrives at Otabek’s door and jumps him

Doesn’t even start a conversation

Honestly very effective cause Otabek sure as hell didn’t tell him and Yuri isn’t emotionally bright

This means Otabek understands and hey, btw I love you too

Final with super fluffy scene where Yuri buys bulk bouquets of every flower Otabek ever dealt with and BURNS THEM 

This is how he announces their relationship to the world

Hope this is kind of what you wanted anon! And that this isn’t another batcat!au issue where I misread the prompt. Sorry I didn’t make it a full story but I’ll try to return to it once ‘soldier boy’ finishes.

Keep sending me prompts if you want though?