#I know this man has a cool rock collection

[hairmetal666]

NSFW; Modern AU

Eddie feels like the luckiest man alive, that he gets to count Steve Harrington and Robin Buckley as his best friends, but he wasn't sure about it at first. No matter how often his new little sheepies praised Steve, Eddie remembered high school. He remembered the Steve that was a grade-A, top-choice asshole. But then--Robin comes out to him. And Steve knows. Steve knows and he's cool about it. So, Eddie comes out to them and Steve is cool about that too.

It fucks Eddie up a little, if he's being honest. Like, Steve, objectively, is hot, but Eddie's only ever been superficially attracted to him. He thinks the whole jock archetype just doesn't do a lot for him. Too much negativity attached to their whole thing. But he'd be lying if he said part of him isn't intrigued.

He doesn't develop a crush on Steve, though. Somehow, through all the charm and bitchiness and not-so-secret kindness, his heart remains unmoved. It must be the jock thing.

And then he's scrolling on Twitter. He's scrolling on Twitter and he's not looking for porn, not even in a "Oh no, I never look at porn on the internet" way, and there's this video.

The first thing he sees is the lowered waist band of a pair of 90's-style basketball shorts, Pacers logo just visible. Then it's the long fingers, the broad hands. They're skimming down a tanned, toned torso, not a six-pack but it's somehow sexier this way. Their path draws Eddie's eyes to the dot of moles, the spread of freckles. They're so kissable, Eddie's mouth waters. Those fingers, they linger against the trimmed thatch of dark hair just peaking out over the elastic, before pulling that waistband lower.

Eddie's hard. Rock hard. Fuck, he's so hard a wind gust could make him come.

The guy on screen, he's got his gorgeous dick in hand, giving himself slow strokes and thumbing at the tip to collect the obvious slickness beading there.

It's not really a decision when Eddie unzips and shoves his jeans just low enough to take himself in hand. On screen, the hand speeds up, the stomach shivering, breath coming in soft bursts, somehow almost more intoxicating than the jerking off.

Eddie times his strokes with the video, coming apart faster than he ever has watching porn. He can tell the guy is close, his grip goes tighter, his breath shorter. Eddie's about to go off like a fucking rocket.

The hand stills, the guy's cock fucking quivers, and he's ready for the money shot, will totally come at the same time, except--it doesn't happen.

The screen goes black.

Eddie comes all over himself.

"Fuck, shit, goddamnit," he hisses. He flails around trying to find something to clean himself up with and pause the video so he can read the fucking text.

As wiped up as he can be without showering, Eddie runs the video back a few seconds to see the words, "want the full experience? Subscribe to my OnlyFans."

He's never clicked a link so fast in his life. He's never really explored OnlyFans before, but he signs up for the free trial without a second thought.

The guy's username is KingJock016 and under usual circumstances, Eddie would be disgusted, but it's too late for that. He's already scrolling through thumbnails of hands and dicks and asses and butt plugs and dildos, pausing briefly at a preview of one where KingJock is bent at the waist, perfect ass--dotted with freckles-- framed by the bands of a jock strap. He's deliciously hairy, deliciously ripe, and Eddie is firming up again.

Without fully meaning to, he hits play, and the video starts with KingJock already rocking his cock into his fist. He's moaning in this one, full throated, almost desperate. And there's something about it, something that catches in Eddie's brain, but he can't focus on that when he's watching KingJock trace a finger around his own asshole.

It's insane that Eddie is this far gone without seeing the guy's face, that his toes are curling at the mere sight of KingJock fucking himself. The sounds are obscene, the slick and snap of skin on skin, the throaty moans, the creak of the bed as KingJock rocks into his fist and back onto his fingers.

Eddie's not even touching himself, and he's already standing at complete attention, a heady ache already starting in his balls.

And then KingJock flips his head back, revealing a shock of chestnut hair, the taut lines of a mole-kissed throat, the hard line of a jaw. One eye flashes open, looks directly at the camera, at Eddie.

It's fucking Steve Harrington.

Eddie comes all over himself again.

It's Steve. His best friend, Steve. His straight best friend. Making content clearly targeted for queer men? I mean, Eddie can't fault him. Like, nice work if you can get it, but Steve???

He hasn't done anything to clean up because his thoughts are spiraling too hard. How long has this been going on? Does Robin know? Should Eddie subscribe ? Leave a comment about how this video made him come untouched? Join a live? No, no, of course not. Steve was his real life friend. He couldn't hang out with him and then watch him fuck himself on a wall-mounted dildo.

He hits subscribe though. He'll hate himself for it later. It's only for the trial period, anyway.

He wipes himself off, but the come is already drying, sticky, against his skin and in his body hair. He needs a shower. He needs to practice being normal around Steve now that he--

Shit, Steve. They're going to the movies tonight. Steve's supposed to pick him up in, shit, fuck twenty minutes.

Eddie hurls himself into the shower, moves so quickly he doesn't really have time to think about Steve having an OnlyFans, about how hard he got off to his friend, about how he keeps having flashes of Steve's perfect body play through his head.

It's hard to ignore it when Steve is standing at his door in his form hugging jeans and little t-shirt and Eddie's done for, a dead man; here lies Eddie Munson. He's just standing in the doorway, smiling at Steve and he knows it's manic, but he can't slip it.

"Are you okay?" Steve asks. Eddie hears the words but all it does is remind him of KingJock's breathy moans.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" He keeps smiling.

Steve's eyes narrow. He leans into Eddie's space. "Did you drop acid again? We told you not to do it alo--"

"I didn't! Nothing's wrong."

"Your face is all flushed. You feeling okay? You could have a fever."

Before Eddie can react, Steve's resting the back of his hand on his forehead. Eddie flinches, swatting Steve away, which devolves into a brief slap fight.

"I don't have a fever, man. I'm fine. Hot shower, is all."

"If you say so. Ready to get going?"

Eddie nods. He can totally do this. He can pretend he doesn't know about the OnlyFans and the face Steve makes when he's about to come.

The drive is quiet. Too quiet. He thinks his bones are trying to rip through his skin.

He starts talking, isn't even tracking what he's saying. Dnd and then suddenly it's hobbits and then Star Trek for reasons even he doesn't comprehend. He glances over at Steve, and he's burnished golden from the light of the setting sun. He's so beautiful. How did Eddie miss it all this time? Why did he--

"Get any new subscribers lately?" He hears come out of his mouth.

Steve slams on the breaks, sending Eddie careening into he dashboard.

"Jesus Christ, what the fuck," Eddie shrieks. The car behind them lays on the horn, then speeds past when it's clear they aren't moving.

"Why are you saying what the fuck at me?" Steve hisses back. He hits the gas, pulling the car to the side of the road. "Eddie--what the fuck?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," he chants. He hides his head in his hands. "I didn't mean to--I'm so fucking sorry."

"How'd you find it?"

Eddie snorts. "One of your videos showed up on my TL. That's the algorithm for you."

"Jesus christ," Steve mutters. "You weren't supposed to--it's--"

"What are you even doing, man?"

"My Family Video salary won't cut it, if we're moving to Indy."

"You're not even gay."

Steve mumbles something, but he's looking out the window and not at Eddie at all.

"What was that?"

"Maybe I am!" Steve doesn't shout, but it's forceful.

Eddie's mouth drops. "Does Robin know?"

Steve stares forward, hands tightening on the wheel.

"And you didn't tell me?" It hurts, he's surprised how much, so much it takes his breath.

"It wasn't like that, Ed."

"Oh, no? Then what was it like?"

"It doesn't matter."

"The fuck it doesn't! I'm the first person you should've come to! I know exactly what it's like."

"No, you don't." Steve explodes. "You don't because you made me realize. And I couldn't talk to you about it because I like you. And, yeah, maybe starting an OnlyFans as part of my gay awakening is weird to you, but it's done a lot for me, okay?"

Steve said a lot of stuff just there, a lot of important things, but Eddie's glitched out on one part. "You like...me?"

"Yeah, like. Have you met you?" Steve slumps in his seat, like he's defeated. "You're fucking beautiful, dude. And smart and funny and passionate. Nerdy as hell. I didn't stand a chance."

"But I'm--" Eddie shakes his head. "I mean, look at me."

"I have." Steve nods. "A lot. I really like what I see."

"When I realized it was you in those videos, I came all over myself. Untouched," Eddie blurts. He flushes deep crimson immediately. "Oh my god, I can't believe I just--"

Steve is laughing, hands pressed over his mouth.

"Shut up, shut up," Eddie swipes at him. "It's not funny, oh my god."

When Steve gets it together, he finally looks at Eddie, and there's pink in his cheeks and a shine to his eyes. "That might be the most gratifying thing anyone has ever said to me."

"Yeah, well. It was humiliating."

"It's hot, Eddie."

His blush hasn't cooled even a bit. "Yeah?" His voice comes out deep, husky.

"I wouldn't mind, uh--that is, if it's cool with you--seeing it for myself?"

Eddie giggles. "You wanna make me come untouched, sweetheart?"

Steve shifts in his seat. "I'd really like that. Will you let me?"

"Uh-huh, absolutely, definitely. If you don't put this car in drive and get us back to my place, I'm going to literally die."

Steve laughs again, a bright, free thing, and he swings back onto the road. "Not yet, you aren't."

That sends a shock of pleasant shivers down Eddie's spine, right to his dick.

"Maybe we can even make a video together sometime."

Eddie, much to his deep embarrassment, whines, hips shifting with the sudden need for relief. "Oh, you didn't want me to die before because this is how you're planning on killing me."

Steve turns to him, a smirk on his lips and a devilish glint in his eye. "You have no idea what I'm going to do to you."

[tac-the-unseen]

Hey how are you doing 👋🏽

I have a request, can you do a Thomas Hewitt x pregnant reader, just pure fluff

I bet that man would be a good father idk

Thomas Hewitt x pregnant Reader Headcannons

@diablosinners

CW: Pregnancy Difficulties, Child birth, Minor misogyny, extremely minor mention of Abortion (Like it's not said but implied)

Minor Angst and Fluff (It gets better I promise)

•When you found out about your pregnancy the first person you told wasn't Tommy, it was Luda Mae

•You told Luda the news and she was delighted

•You were panicked

•Not only was this your first baby, it was an unplanned one

•Your family has a history of trouble-some pregnancies and with the nearest hospital being hours away, this possibilities really frighten you

•Luda had to calm you down and stop you from almost stress vomiting on yourself

•She sat with you as you sobbed and tried to collect yourself enough to make some kind of plan

•You talked about your options and while she was trying to sway to one way, she said it was ultimately your choice

•You both decided to wait two weeks before telling anybody

•You didn't want to get anyone's hopes up just in case something happened to you or the new-comer growing inside of you

•after the two weeks have passed you waited for Thomas to get done working for the night so you can tell him

•When he walked through the door to see you sitting in a rocking chair he was slightly confused

•Normally you're upstairs or in the kitchen

•He wasn't worried it was simply just out of the ordinary

•You got up and guided him up the stairs and into your shared bedroom

•You sit him down and slowly introduce the topic into the conversation before making your rehearsed announcement

•He was silent for a few seconds, just long enough to let your panic sleep into your bones

•A cool chill runs through you and you begin to back petal

•You tell him how long you knew and all the options you have

•You’re quickly to ramble on about how you don't need to have right this minute and you could wait for later down if that's what Thomas needed

•Thomas listens to your quickly and panicked speech for a little bit before gently grabbing your shoulders and turning you towards him

•He leans over and softly kisses your forehead

•He runs a hand down to your stomach and gently rubs the side

•His one gentle kiss turned into multiple fast pecks all over your face.

•He was excited

•It took him just hours to already make plans for what he wanted to do with his future child

•He was comforting you at every turn and freaked out Everytime you bumped into a countertop or a wall.

•Thomas practically stood over you all day everyday

•He wants to always have you in his sights, for his peace of mind and yours

•He brings you drawings of what crib, rocking chairs, and wood carved mobile he wants to hang over the crib

•He lets you watch and values your opinion over everyone else. When asked by other family members why, Thomas points to you as if to say ‘They’re the pregnant one.’

•When you started to show he would occasionally gently lift your belly to relieve you of the weight the baby puts on your back.

•He never really liked leaving the house and normally left that up to his brothers, but he wanted to help with the baby shopping

•he gently holds out baby blankets he thinks you'll like, but keeps in mind that Luda-Mae has be fiercely crocheting baby blankets and sewing baby clothes

•He actually cries when you hold up the little baby booties and compares them to his huge palm.

•He carries all the bags to your car and lets you drive him home with the yellow booties still in his hands.

•You fought hard to let the other Hewitts know you were giving birth in an actual hospital

•Everytime the birth was brought up it turned into a huge argument. “Every Hewitt was born in this house and they will continue to be born in this house!” Charlie and Monty argued

•You kept bring up your side of the family's history and how you're not willing to die and leave the baby with a house full of psychos no matter how much they tried to deter you

•When you eventually went into labor Luda was quickly to Hussle you and Tommy into the car

•Both of them respected your wishes and understood your concerns and allow you to give birth in the hospital a two hours away

•By the time you got there you were 8 cm dilated and every nurse was scrambling to get you a room and a doctor to deliver your baby safely

•It was bloody, tiring, and the most pain you've ever been in but by the time the baby was out you passed out

•They rushed to stitch you up and stop you from hemorrhaging and had to use their hands to assist you delivering the placenta

•When all's said and done your baby was safely in your arms

•Luda brought a camera to take birthing pictures and Thomas was clutching all the baby blankets

•Thomas was terrified by your body seemingly giving out and when informed you easily could have died, He was relieved he actually listened to you and not his noodle brained brothers

•while it was great to have your baby in your arms, you were in desperate need of sleep, so the baby was pawned off to Luda so she could help Thomas hold his new-born for the first time

•That moment was magical for him, and even though his mind was already made up, he knew he would die for this child if it ever came to that

•Luda left the room briefly to use the bathroom and That left Tommy with the smallest human being he's ever seen wrapped up in the hospital’s white with pink and blue striped blanket.

•The quiet of the room was what made him sob

•His sleeping partner and sleeping child all together as a family was enough to break him

•The car ride home a few days later was also silent

•He sat in the back seat with the baby's car seat watching as the hum and the vibrations of the car lull the child asleep

•He did leave that baby’s side for a second

•He was there when the baby cried, when the baby slept, when the baby needed a diaper change, he was there for every moment

•Until His brothers bitched at him to start working again

•Thomas, while wanting to stay with you and the baby, did understand he was the muscle of the house and he had work to do to maintain it

•He worked as fast as he could so he could be with you two again

•You had secretly been teaching your baby to say Dada because you know how hard Thomas is working and how dedicated he is to his family.

•When the child did say their first words ‘Dada’ Thomas actually ran around the living room as a victory lap.

•All that made better by your Child giggling

•Thomas has made toys out of bones, yes they are properly cleaned, he doesn't want to get his baby sick

•Nobody but You, Thomas, And Luda are allowed to hold the baby, He knows how harsh and clumsy his Brothers are and refuses to let them touch the baby

•Thomas isn't normal one to argue with his family but he made a vow to protect you and his children and by God he will kill Monty if it comes to it

•It really won't, But now Monty and Charlie know his serious

Thanks for reading <3

I wrote this fic with a little angst because I feel like every Leatherface x Reader is pregnancy related. I didn't want to re-write what many before me have written so I added minor Angst to at least make it different/Stand out.

Also I'm just not a huge fan of Pregnancy fics in general. Kinda gives me the ick, but I'm not one to disappoint someone who wanted my take of a fic!

[stevieschrodinger]

Part One of Rock Star Eddie and Baker Steve wrong number AU

Link to Part Two

Eddie's got dubious history with picture messages. Only a very small group of people have his number, considering he's the front man of a multimillion best selling metal band, he doesn't ever want his number to be public knowledge.

So yeah, picture message from and unknown number? Dubious.

Eddie's had enough dick and...vag...pics in his time that he, honestly, doesn't really want another. But when the picture is followed by a message, "were you thinking something like this?"

Well, Eddie's a curious guy. So, committing himself to the idea that this might be new number time, again, he opens the message.

To be confronted with a cake. A really fucking cool cake actually, it's got a car dashing around a muddy track on top with a big '5' in the middle. All of it looks edible, made out of...cake stuff. Eddie has no idea what it is, but it looks delicious.

"One layer chocolate, one layer red velvet? I can do any combination of flavours you want."

Well. Eddie isn't anything but impulsive and he was trying to figure out what the fuck to do for the 'quiet' celebration they were planning for going platinum. Again.

"I think you have the wrong number'" Eddie types, "but I definitely want to order a cake from you."

"Oh my god I'm so sorry, unsolicited cake pics are the worst 😉"

And Eddie can't help it, he laughs, and types back, "if I told you I wanted three tiers of the darkest, spookiest, cherry chocolate what would you come up with?"

It takes a couple of minutes, but Eddie's phone pings twice in quick succession, the first picture is of a spooky orange cake clearly Halloween themed, covered in ghosts and skeletons and stuff. The second is jet black and has a coffin on top that looks like it's leaking green corrosive stuff and Eddie nearly throws his phone in excitement. "That! The second one!"

"🤣 that's an old pic, I was just starting out then, but everything is edible, the green slime is made out of jello"

"Where are you based and can you make it for the 15th? I'll get a courier to collect."

"Sure thing, how many portions? And I need a deposit up front. I'll do chocolate ganache and cherry filling."

"Errr...like, 150? Maybe?"

Eddie sits and watches as the dots appear and disappear, appear and disappear, and then there's a pic.

It's a selfie of the most beautiful man he's ever seen. And he's standing in a kitchen, holding a cake pan. Suddenly Eddie's phone is ringing in his hand and he is panicking because beautiful man is calling him. "Hello?"

"Hey, man, it's Steve, the cake guy?". Eddie assumes he makes an affirmative noise because Steve keeps talking, "anyway, that cake pan I'm holding is literally the largest one I own, even if I did three tiers, no way will it cater that many, I'm a small business, you know, it's just me. I can recommend you some companies I know would do a great job."

But then, Eddie will never get to talk to beautiful man ever again, "what if you made like, three cakes?". He asks desperately.

There's a long beat of silence on the phone, "I mean, in theory, I mean, it might cost you more than-"

"I'll pay it. I'll pay double, for, inconvenience, or whatever-"

And oh no, beautiful man has the most beautiful laugh too. Eddie's fucked. He's so fucked.

"I'll raise you, two cakes and fifty muffins?" Steve laughs again, and Eddie laughs right along with him.

Steve grabs his phone when it pings, hoping for Eddie. It is Eddie. It's a selfie from the neck down, like always, Steve still doesn't know what the guy looks like, but Eddie's wearing a deep red shirt that he's clearly just dumped a whole cup of coffee down, "hope your days going better than mine, sweetheart,"

Steve sends back a selfie with a lump of uncooperative modelling fondant in the background, "that depends, can you tell what this is supposed to be?"

Steve's pretty sure it's wierd to talk to a customer every day, but he's started to find he's looking forward to Eddie's messages. Even when they turn flirty. Especially when they turn flirty, maybe.

And maybe it's not exactly professional that Steve's found a lot of reasons to call Eddie. He just, needs to get this right, and if Eddie wants chocolate covered cherries on the cupcakes, well, Steve needs to call him and check, right? Right.

Steve heads out into the lounge with flour on his nose and a mixing bowl under his arm, Dustin, Lucas and Max are sprawled on the couch, El lying on the floor. He can hear Mike and Will fucking around outside. He spoons up some cherry mixture, "hey will you try-"

"Shhhhhhhh!"

Well. Rude. Steve looks to the interview they're watching on the TV. It's some metal band Steve vaguely recognises, and when the lead guy speaks...Steve has to sit down. Because that sounds a lot like-

"So, Eddie," the show host guy starts, and Steve's knees would go weak of he wasn't already sitting down. He's certain his stomach has left the building. "Seeing anyone?"

Eddie laughs, says no, but the band mate next to him makes a show of nudging Eddie and sharing a look.

The host picks up on it immediately, "so there is someone," Eddie's still shaking his head, but he's got a shy smile on his face that makes Steve feel like he's melting. "Come on Eddie, give us something."

"It's not a thing," Eddie flaps his hands, "don't make it a thing."

"Oh it's a thing alright," the audience laugh, "come on, give us something!"

Eddie looks uncomfortable for a second before shrugging, "they, uhm, they make the most amazing cakes you've ever seen."

[bby-deerling]

black tea, with honey (zoro x reader)

some soft fluffy comfort <3

wc: 1.0k masterlist || ko-fi

ft. artist!reader, fem!reader, zoro does his best with emotions, robin being cool and awesome, first kisses, saccharine fluff, soft zoro

One wouldn’t know it by the way he had been holding you in his arms mere moments ago, but Zoro was trying in vain to keep distance from you.  The gentle companionship built between you was comforting and soothing, but each day spent rocking back and forth on the Merry made it all too clear that the tightly woven string that held his heart to yours was too tough and intricate to snap or fray.  Beneath the surface laid a deep affection for you, etched into the raw flesh of his beating heart; he hadn’t felt this before, and was frightened by the prospect of letting it consume him and his ambitions whole.

Nevertheless, he couldn’t quite stay away from you; he tries to keep busy with extra training, but when he spots you sketching on the deck, he can’t stop himself from curiously prying and peeking over your shoulder as he lifts his weights.  When the midday sun lulls you into a gentle sleep, he lays against you and dozes off without a second thought as he succumbs to the comfort of your presence, drinking in the sunbeams radiating from your warm, sleepy skin. 

And when you sit in the crow’s nest together, keeping watch in shifts, he can’t help pulling you close as you nod off, nestling your head into his broad chest as the waves roll under the night sky.  Stars twinkle softly overhead, reflecting gentle resilient light across unfathomable expanses of space, destined to land on your rosy cheeks.  He cares—far more than he knew he was capable of—and though the sensation of his heart melting in your embrace is tantalizing, he is concerned about the implications of an entanglement on both his and your dreams and destinies.

He's pulled out of his mind by the harsh clash of metal against porcelain, failing to keep control of his spoon while mixing honey into your tea.  “Distracted, swordsman?” Robin asks curiously, her icy eyes tinged with mischief as she observes him struggling to properly place a cover over the top of your mug, despite it being part of his nightly routine as he switched off watch duties with you.

“No.  Mind your own business.” he snaps, grateful that the blanket of darkness enveloping the kitchen hides the embarrassed flush on his face.  The tension is thick as she scrutinizes him, unnerving him as each movement and expression is evaluated and analyzed.

“Thinking about our little artist?  The two of you are quite cute together.” she pries, her grin only growing despite his harsh response to her prior inquiries.

“We’re not together.” he bites back, more defensively than he intends to as he finally secures the lid on your cup, “She has her dream, I have mine, and we both are dedicated to helping Luffy reach his.  There’s no room for distractions or screwing around.”  The words hang in the air, resonating off the four walls of the kitchen; though he has his reservations about his budding feelings, he regrets the way he's spoken them into existence, and secretly hopes you were still too smothered by sleepiness to listen in.

“Is that so?” Robin challenges, smile dropping from her face as her eyes darken behind her bangs.  “So, you wake up beside her, spend all day attached at the hip together, and fall asleep holding her in your arms each night with no purpose or intent?” 

She hides her expression behind her teacup as she sips on the soothing chamomile extract; Zoro was far easier to fluster than she had expected him to be, enough so that she swore smoke started billowing from his ears simply from the insinuation that he was being reckless with your heart.  For a man who prides himself on being collected and reserved, he’s glaringly obvious when he puts his heart on his sleeve, and though his acts of devotion and care towards you may go unnoticed by other members of the crew, there were not lost on Robin—not for a second.

Taking his reaction as an answer, she continues, switching from probing questions to gentle advice.  “Swordsman, I think the only distraction is you overthinking things; you’re both going to the same place—why not go together?” she asks, her eyes softened as she gives him a sly smile.  Though Zoro doesn’t speak, the swirling tension in the kitchen dissipates as he takes a deep breath and gives her the slightest hint of a nod as he leaves the kitchen, muttering a quiet g’night under his breath as he carries your cup of tea back to the crow’s nest.

He finds you greeting him with bleary eyes and a sleepy smile, cozy and bundled up in heaps of blankets as you fight the sirens murmuring sweet seaside lullabies into your ear.  Soft greetings are exchanged, but he breaks the routine by setting your cup to the side and pausing to look at you, opting to meet your gaze instead of returning to his spot behind you and pulling you flush against his chest.  Nothing needs to be said as his fingertips brush your face, and he stares into the pools of starlight in your eyes; how he feels is understood and reciprocated with a single loving, dreamy look—in that moment he knows your fates are twisted and intertwined, and that truthfully, they had been for quite some time.  As his lips meet yours there is no hesitation; raw emotion and care guide each soft movement of your mouths as your gentle soul collides with his rough and calloused touch.  The entwining of his tongue with yours is a promise, a vow to protect, to cherish, and to love one another—he’s left completely dizzy as he pulls away, giving you the soft, gentle smile that he reserves for you alone.

When he takes his place behind you, wrapping his arms tightly around your waist, his head is clear and meditative; he’s lighter, focused, and happy, and he can’t help but feel grateful for Robin’s prying and meddling as he plants a kiss on the top of your head.

“Sweet dreams, Zoro…” you whisper softly as your attention turns to the crashing waves, humming contently at the way his head nestles into your shoulder.  He silently replies with a chaste press of his lips against the sensitive column of your neck; indulging in the comfort of your skin lulls him into a deep sleep, and leaves you blushing and buzzing with energy as you sip on your lovingly prepared cup of tea.

[stardew-shitposterino]

Stardew Valley Bachelors and how they deal with their secret crush on the farmer

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BEHOOOOLD! I’m kind of back but I’m not because I have a job and feel tired most of the time. I still need to get used to adult life. Anyway, here are the bachelors and how they deal with having a fat crush on you, you cutesy farmer person covered in filth!

Contents might be a bit NSFW so MINORS…you know what not to do *fights them off with a stick*

Enjoy my brainrot 🍓🥰

Sam:

-Sammy is a cute little guy, almost like a dog wagging it’s tail when they see their owner.

-he is SO BAD at hiding it

-he will dream about you two jamming on a big stage together. In his ideal world, you two are a successful duo who make noise rock (kind of like the white stripes minus the weird siblings or married controversy)

-Sam will write songs about you. It’s not intentional per say, and he thinks he really sucks at writing love songs, but it just happens whenever he has to think about you. The words just start flowing.

-he might or might not have had some steamy shower fantasies about you…while in the shower. Jodie keeps complaining about the water bill being unusually high 👀

-yet, Sam is usually not too horny when he is in love with you. He is more gushy and daydreamy than anything

Sebastian:

-homeboy works with nightcore versions of love songs to cope with his longing

-he isn’t the type to show his feelings so openly, so no one really notices his crush on you. Maybe Sam, but well, he is Seb’s best bud. Of course he can tell

-He notices how his sleep has improved since having a crush on you. He willingly goes to bed earlier to have some time to imagine scenarios of you two

-just you and him together on his cool ass motorcycle, driving into the night and ending it with a passionate kiss (sounds familiar?)

-well,,, let’s just say Seb is increasingly horny since having a crush on you. Before, he was almost certain he is some sort of asexual, but nope 😃 he’s healthy and extremely down bad for the filthy farmer who eats raw fish out of the pond 🥰

-what I mean by horny? Uhhh… he didn’t really need to rely on certain websites to satisfy his needs, that’s for sure 👀

Harvey:

-Harvey is a good man. A very good man

-god bless his soul 😫

-Harv isn’t the type to have crushes easily…I can’t believe it either, considering his crush on Maru who is way younger than him 💀

-but in my head, he isn’t the type to be all lovey dovey over someone. That’s why he’s so bad at hiding it. But you don’t really notice. You just suspect it but it could also be his usual anxiety lol

-it happened anyway😎 and he doesn’t know how to cope. At all.

-he has to think about you at all times, especially when he looks at the empty jars of delicious pickles you’ve made him

-This man is usually collected, but now?! He forgets everything, can’t even form a comprehensible sentence at times when his mind is busy thinking about a romantic picknick date with a lovely farmer

-Harvey’s libido is pretty much a dead beat horse 💀 but now he even feels the desire to do some nasty nasty at times. It’s still pretty tame, he’s a gentleman through and through, but wild for him to have those feelings and longings after what feels like decades. He’s not mad at it. He has felt low-key dead inside for so long so this is very exciting and he’s eager to explore this side of him…despite being anxious 😭

Elliott:

-bet your ass he’s the prince of crushes

-he is very dedicated and welcomes those refreshing feelings with a kiss

-feeling better than usual AND having inspiration to write ?! SIGN HIM UP

-he will use every chance he can get to talk to you, maybe even get you drunk (in a non creepy way) because he likes when you’re unapologetically authentic and let loose. It makes him feel more in touch with your soul (or some shit idk I’m not a poet)

-Elliott is NOT SUBTLE

-you practically know from the start that he has the hots for you, but it’s kinda funny seeing him try to pretend it’s not that way…if you can even call that pretending not to be 😭

- his passion doesn’t end at his artistry. This guy will spend a lot of time in his shower thinking about what could be, or sitting at the docks at night just staring at the sea (he’s NOT doing anything nasty in public, peeps. Don’t get it twisted)

-I can also see him recreate a romantic bedroom date he’d love to have with you…but it’s just him 🤷🏼‍♀️ self care king 👑

Shane:

-like Harvey: HE CANNOT COPE!

-he hasn’t felt like this since high school. Every other encounter with potential partners was surface level and only based on sexual satisfaction

-so caring about you, thinking about what makes you happy and how he could be the reason you smile every day, that’s a lot for him

-as stupid as it sounds, he spirals and becomes low-key miserable over it. Give this man a 101 lesson on how to process emotions 😭

-despite the constant anxiety he feels, he low-key enjoys it. It’s kind of hopeless as well as pointless in his honest opinion, but there is this believe, that 0.00001% chance (in his mind) that he could turn his life around and be happy with you, married and maybe have a child of his own one day

-but that’s wishful thinking, riiiiiiight? So what does a self loathing piece of alcoholic man do instead of making a move? Yeah, self pleasure even more than usual, to get at least a bit of serotonin and the willpower to get his shit together, at least for you if it isn’t for him. He’s pretty rough with it too (ouch, unless you’re into that)

-sorry bros but him having a crush is not really all that cute. He’s my cutie pie, but let’s be real: him dealing with those feelings he tried to shut off for so long will be tragic in a way. He’s battling his inner demons here. So yeah… :(

Alex:

-my man, my maaaaan 🥰

-he has earned a soft spot in my heart, bless his soul

-so Alex has a crush on you from the start, it’s basically canon

-can he show his feelings? Yes! Can he do that in a way that can be read as the feelings he tries to get across to you? NO!

-low-key bullying is his love language 🥰

-at least in the beginning. He’s a bit anxious and fears he isn’t good enough for you, so he doesn’t try to be authentic. Being the jock jerk everyone expects him to be gets a reaction out of you and that’s better than nothing, right?

-he’s neither the poetic nor the intellectual type, so he doesn’t process his emotions by writing them down or putting them into words. Just imagine him going about his work-out routine, just thinking about your beautiful smile and rocking bod while sweating like a hog

-Alex and quiet ? Yes that’s possible. I imagine him to go quieter than usual since having a crush on you. He processes everything internally and that takes a lot of time for him as he usually just shrugs off his emotions and doesn’t try to brood too much on them. But now?! He can’t but blush in silence as he just imagines how soft and small your hands must be next to his (yours are way more impressive than his and calloused to the gods, but let him have this moment)

-when it comes to being nasty…Alex is a serial romantic. We know that he probably was the lady’s man back in school so he probably got some action one way or another. In other words, man has the libido of a teen that just hit puberty 💀

-despite being quite horny, he was able to manage to just do it every other day. Now, he cannot even get out of bed in the morning before doing it as you pester his dreams and make his hormones go crazy first thing in the morning…so many nice boxer shorts were lost along the way 🫡

-he also did his own laundry for the first time during that period lmfao

[thekeeperof-thefandoms]

Hello, oh my, damn... so english isn't my first language and i wasn't sure how to phrase it better so don't worry, i totally understand being uncomfortable and I'm sorry 😅

I did enjoy your version very much and i also think that you should definitely go for a crow reader cause that is such a cute idea!

- accidentally proposing anon

No problem! And since you're interested here's some very quick ideas I had about crow reader before I go to work today!

Alastor

Nothing phases this man anymore. Niffty literally gifted him a crown of dead roaches. So when you flutter excitedly and present him with a string of shiny can tabs, you've been collecting he accepts it graciously.

"You're quite right dear, these are incredibly colorful. Yes, very shiny are you sure you don't want to keep this? Oh! You made it for me? Well, aren't you just precious."

He makes it into a necklace or even something to decorate his horns.

Vox

Valentino likes light, you like shiny things, both of you tend to like being around screens and bright colors.

Except you don't just like screens, it's anything colorful or shiny. Actually sometimes it's not even that, its just random odds and ends that caught your attention for some reason. He gets it sometimes, textures, patterns, things like that.

But you have everything from soda can tabs to random buttons to rocks of various shapes, sizes, and colors. You have different sticks and pieces of wood you found that for some reason you then had to have. Pieces of mismatched jewelry. It's cute but it also clutters up space and he eventually designates one room for your stuff and tells you to keep it condensed. You do, and swear it's organized, but it's all just a jumbled mess to him.

He's in his lair, observing all the many different cameras, looking for some wannabe actress who owed him money, when you bounce in, barely stifling excited squaking. He sighs fondly and turns to you, knowing he's not going to be able to concentrate until he sees what you want to show him.

It's a collection of your molted feathers, the best ones, sleek and iridescent, bound together with some colorful twine you found and attached to it is a miniature glass jar filled with colorful, shiny bits of plastic, metal, and rock, and corked shut and sealed with hot glue.

It makes a nice rattle sound when he shakes it and the feathers are nice to pet and run his fingers over and..."Did you make me a fidget toy? From....random stuff you found? That's, that's actually really cute, thanks Doll."

He downplays how much he uses it, but it's literally on his key ring, so you know it goes everywhere with him and if during long meetings his staff are subjected to the consistent background noise of little shiny bits rattling around in a jar, then that's their problem.

Lucifer

As you may have noticed Lucifer also tends to collect things he has no need for. But he might need it one day! Between the two of you it does get to be a bit of a problem, so you both agree to sort through and condense your piles.

It takes days cuz you guys keep stopping to show each other cool stuff you guys have. Then, several more days just to get through his numerous rubber ducks. Eventually it's down to a single room where your collections have merged. Each item carefully chosen and presented to one another like expensive jewelry or other such luxurious things. But it's a cool rock you found, a giant bronze spring, a box full of candy wrappers with clever sayings, and a scrapbook with various brightly colored pieces of cardboard from snacks, toys, shoes, literally anything, that caught your eye.

It's anyone's guess on who adds what, but you do both have to agree on it before it's added so you don't hoard things again.

That's the end, but maybe I'll go back and add Adam and some of the other characters later. I just wanted to get my initial ideas down before work.

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

How about Kieran practicing asking out his crush in front of some Pokémon in the terrarium? Oh and said crush is currently using the synchro machine with a Pokémon who can easily blend in with the ones found in the terrarium and is among the group watching / listening to him. Thankfully his crush likes him back.

Here's some cuteness for Pokemon Day! ❤

..........

'Man, this synchro machine is fun.'

It was just another warm and sunny day in the Terarium, with you running around as a Smeargle and painting on rocks to your heart's content. A few others were doing the exact same thing, not knowing that you were actually a human trainer in disguise.

It was nice becoming a Pokemon for a little while. You didn't have any immediate responsibilities nor would you attract unwanted attention from others.

People kept coming up to you asking for battles, especially after you became the new BB League Champion. Even now you didn't think it was that big of a deal...

Besides, you still felt bad about ripping the title from Kieran.

You knew that he needed to be humbled and beaten in battle, although the guilt lingered as you recalled how devastated he was that he lost to you again.

Fortunately, things have gotten a lot better for him, as he learned to enjoy Pokémon battles again and realize it's just a silly title at the end of the day.

It's not something he needed to have in order to be worthy of love and respect.

All in all, your friendship has grown stronger than ever. To the point where the casual battle you both had didn't stress him out. He enjoyed it despite its outcome.

But today you haven't seen him anywhere in the academy, although Drayton pointed out that he ventured into the Terarium...and said nothing more than that.

You figured he just needed time to ease back into everything after a much-needed break in Kitakami.

Of course you two recently saved the whole land from Pecharunt's possession-spree. So you'd give him time to ease back into things.

So while he was doing whatever in the Terarium, you were just living the life of a Smeargle, painting a pokeball on the face of a boulder. One or two others have joined you, inspired by your art, and a few stray Deerlings and other Pokémon stopped by to observe.

Then suddenly, you heard a familiar voice.

"Th-This is kinda awkward, but...you think you and your friends could help me out?"

"Smear??" Spinning around, you completely forgot you were a Smeargle for a second, eyes wide to see Kieran there, and he was holding...a paper?

'Oh right..I'm a Pokémon, he can't tell..' You realize and internally sigh with relief, curious as to what he wrote.

"I'm just..t-trying to ask out this person I really like, but..I'm too embarrassed to do it in front of people. So...Pokémon might be better? I dunno.." He grumbled to himself, shaking his head. "Just let me know if this is good or not."

You looked to the other Pokemon, who seemed to understand him with a collection of nods, chirps, and growls. You gave your approval with a thumbs-up.

The way Kieran smiled at you made your heart skip a beat.

"Okay, th-thanks...ahem.." Clearing his throat, he glanced at the paper, before pocketing it and looking directly at you. "So..[y/n]..."

'It's...me? Oh my arceus..' You held onto your tail brush, trying not to give yourself away but at the same time feeling heat rise to your cheeks. 'Be cool, be cool, be cool-'

"I know I..wasn't a great friend back then, but I'm glad we were able to move past all of that stuff. You've made me happy in ways I could never imagine. I lost my spark..and you were the one to put it back into me, and I'm forever grateful. That being said..I-I...um...I'm ready to be more than just friends....so....I.....w-wowzers..this is tough..I dunno if I can do this." His posture became slumped, and you frowned a little.

"Smear, smearg!"

'Kieran, c'mon..don't give up.' You silently encouraged.

He perked up at your cry and saw the other Pokémon cheering him on, and he shyly smiled. "Thanks guys, so..would you...um..like to go out with me, [y/n]? Or wait, that might be comin' off too strong..uh...wanna grab somethin' at the cafeteria later---no, no..that sounds too much like Drayton...ugh....I'll be fine."

Rubbing his hands over his face, he calmed himself down and looked at the group, sheepish. "Worst they can say is no, right? But...I-I hope they don't. They mean a lot to me..although if they wanna stay friends, I don't mind that too.." He mumbled.

You felt a strong tug on your heartstrings upon seeing the despondent look on his face. Like he was expecting you to reject him right away.

It made you wanna desynchronize right now and reassure him you accept his confession, but you didn't wanna scare him with the fact you were listening this whole time.

Maybe you could drop subtle hints.

You wanted to express your feelings for him, too, in your own way.

So after the Pokémon dispersed, and Kieran stood there pondering over what to do next, he noticed you walking up to him, handing him a rock.

"What's this..?"

After close examination, he realized there was a heart painted on it.

"You think [y/n] would like this?" He blinked, before smiling and kneeling down, patting you on the head. "Thanks, Smeargle...y'know your tail color is also their favorite color. Funny coincidence, right?"

"Smear.." You pointed to yourself, tilting your head.

"Yes. You." He laughed a little. "You don't happen to belong to them, do ya?"

"Smear..smear!" You nod.

"Oh? Where's your trainer?"

"..........."

A look of realization crosses his face. "Hold on-"

Suddenly, you switched off the synchro machine, causing your Smeargle to vanish and him to freeze, now understanding what was going on.

It was you.

This whole time you were synched to it, listening to his confession and watching him fumble over his words like an idiot.

After you emerged from your hiding place, back in your actual body and Smeargle at your side, you searched around for Kieran--only to find him sitting by a small pond, his back to you.

"Ki?"

His shoulders were tense, although he didn't dare look at you. Instead his face was buried into his hands, trying to make himself look as small as possible.

Maybe, just maybe, if he sat very very still....you wouldn't see him.

But unfortunately luck didn't shine on him this time, as you just calmly sat beside him, chuckling. "C'mon, that was actually really sweet. Practicing in front of Pokémon. They don't judge."

"...I-I didn't know you were there.." He spoke, voice slightly muffled. "I'm so embarrassed...this isn't how it was s'pposed to go-"

"Well, if you want my answer..it's yes."

"......huh?" Peeking through his fingers, he gazed at you for a long while, wondering if you were joking or not. But the look in your eyes was warm, and your smile genuine.

"I was trying to use Smeargle to express my own feelings, but just so there's no confusion...I'll go out with you, Kieran." You told him, feeling your heart beating fast again. "You make me happy and..I wanna keep being there for you. Through the good and the bad. So...I'm ready to be more than friends, too."

He was stunned. "Really..?"

"Yes." You opened your arms up to him, and a few moments later he uncovered his face to hug you tightly. It lasted for several seconds, before you pulled away to kiss his cheek.

Immediately, he began burning red. "W-Wowzers...so..we're official, huh? Just like that?"

"Yep." You chuckled at his flusteredness, intertwining your fingers with his own. "And if you wanna go on a little cafeteria date, I don't mind."

All Kieran could do was nod and smile, his gaze going to your Smeargle who was painting absentmindedly on a different rock. And when it was done, it presented you two with a simple drawing of you holding hands with him.

They were stick figures, but it was still a masterpiece.

You got yourselves a little wingman in the form of a Painter Pokémon.

[lowkeyrobin]

hiii! could you write an mcyt x reader that's like, going outside at night? idrk how to explain it lol, like going to the woods at night or somethin? tyyyy!!! :3

yeah sure!! hopefully I understood this correctly ; thanks for requesting, hope you enjoy!

MCYT ; walk in the dark

includes ; tommyinnit, ranboo, tubbo, badlinu, nihachu & quackity

warnings ; language, mentions of drunk tubbo

masterlist

TOMMYINNIT

he's halfway scared of the dark, mostly because he doesn't know what's in it

he'll happily go on walks with you

"to protect you" though (we know that's a lie, he's the one who needs protecting)

he finds the chilly air and the gust against the trees kinda therapeutic

he understands why you go out so late lol

he'll often share an airpod with you so you can listen to some nice music as well

all fun and games til sabrina carpenter starts playing and you start singing along to feather and espresso

TUBBO

nah he's gotta be drunk to go out in the woods that late at night

scared of bears and/or people because it's a public space

he just doesn't wanna get eaten today, he has a tubbothon to stream man

he streams those walks with you when it's during those streams though ofc

the whole chats trying to gaslight him into thinking there's a bear 💀

you often shittily sing some corny 2000s songs and throw around sticks and rocks

RANBOO

didn't get the hype at first but will happily jump up from whatever they're doing to go with you

so therapeutic, they like the quietness and having a flashlight to guide their path like a horror game where probably nothing will happen

you often take flash selfies and post them when you're out as well

sometimes you edit them before posting and add something to the background, super subtle but noticeable to make the commenters freak out lol

they started believing it too much so you drew a ghost behind you to taunt them lol

loves the internet break though, he loves breathing the fresh air and feeling nature at his fingers

FREDDIE BADLINU

bros got a tent and everything just in case /j

also enjoys the internet break and spending quiet time with you as you walk

he collects rocks that he thinks look cool?

he finds a giant stick every time and uses it like a walking stick

30yo dad core

you also share airpods to listen to music

no judging if there's any crying, get those emotions out dude

counts all the squirrels he sees roaming around lol

"that's like the eighth one I've seen in the past five minutes!"

NIKI NIHACHU

finds it super therapeutic

straight up leaves her phone at her desk

flashlight and granola bar only

she always finds some cute little critter to look at before it runs away

plucks literally any flower and hands you a bouquet of them on the way home

"Oh my God, feel this rock!"

"my tryphobia is aching right now"

ALEX QUACKITY

fake hates it

he likes the music but he doesn't like fearing what's in the dark

"what if there's a bear??? or a raccoon!?"

"what's a raccoon gonna do to you?"

"eat me!"

likes touching everything he can get his hands on

also finds it nice and kinda thereupitic

opens up about his day and everything

peak hugging time

lots of selfies

he found a dead possum once and almost threw up

[seahagart]

What are Drifa's first opinions of the companions before she gets to know them?

Lae'zel: First companion she would meet, immediately understands she's very brave and 'knows what she's doing', respects. As time goes on, I think Drífa's indifference towards her comments/insults would wane, she would ignore it/not understand what she's saying, or would just think she's making a comment like 'you have an ugly large nose' and drifa is like 'you have no nose, see drífa have eyes', then would probably get tired of it, poking the bear, but remain stoic which i think would bother lae'zel more than getting a reaction lolol. Lae'zel hates Drífa... or does she.... :)

Shadowheart: Second companion, small elf girl, anytime shadowheart is like 'i don't wanna talk about it' drífa's like 'aight' and leaves, which is why shadowheart likes her now. Drífa is concerned, a small elf all alone. Feels shes quite small and fragile to be into the things shes talking about, but whatever. literally has no idea who shar is so is like 'cool goddess, i respect your faith' because drifa also follows a rather fierce goddess. Drifa prefers to listen over talking, so they get along well. shadowheart is desperately trying to smash rn

Gale: Pulled this weirdo out of a rock, a malnourished human, appears sickly. Drífa is confused by most of what he says, but he is rather poetic so she enjoys the 'nonsense' he talks about. Now she has 3 main landers to take care of. Gale talks way too much, but it is entertaining to her. She does not like that he believes he could compete with a goddess.... the gods are gods for a reason, to think you could understand their meaning, or be equal to one is conceited to her. She understands it's because of 'love', but she is weary. Gale is trying to smash now in my play through.

Astarion: weird little malnourished elf man. He also talks to much. Drífa has two talkative dramatic tiny boys and two ladies that hate each other so she's kinda remembering why she lived in isolation for 35 years. Astarion she probably views like a cat, like seeks attention when he wants it, eats what he wants, believes he's the best one here. She is not afraid of him being a vampire because she simply would never let an elf fell her, that would be a true dishonor. he's mildly offended. She doesn't tolerate his dislike of children, but typically doesn't really care what he does.

Wyll: Another little guy with sad eyes. Another human. Drifa likes him, he's polite, seems to know what he's doing, seems 'the most normal' plus has seen his share of battle (like lae'zel) so she's glad to have him along. Obviously when things go down she's like 'wow... yet another guy with baggage with a blue lady...' side eying gale. She likes his stories, listens intently to his deeds of good and protecting the sword coast, overall likes him but is still like 'here is another small human- oops small devil for my collection'

Karlach: Finally someone who looks like they're a warrior. Likes her, feels like she doesn't need to protect/take care of, which is good so she can focus her energies on the softies of the party. Drífa would like Karlach, she's a bit blunt and a bit more energetic than Drífa is used to, but probably likes that. Karlach's dancing, lust for life, and fire would be highly approved. I think Drífa wouldn't really get why she's sad about not being touched

Halsin: another gd ELF, but this ones big and can turn into a bear so thats ok. I think they'd have a lot in common but Drífa views him more as a tree hugger. She appreciates nature, so i think they could get along well.... though she finds him confusing... she doesn't feel like she needs to worry about him, and he's pretty forward and upfront so it works out well.

There are all first impressions. Drífa was raised to take care of herself and herself only, keep to her own, and that strength = power, because her lifestyle is very physically demanding. Being big and strong is important, being fat and strong is more important to survive frozen winters etc. She is a loner suddenly surrounded by people for the first time in her life, and is doing her best to keep them alive because obviously they need her help and this is a mission given to her by her goddess, why else would she have sent the ship to take her, to bring her to these people...

[bun-z-bakery]

(Repost from my abandoned account) these are just my personal head canons for dogday. this is a survivor au

(All characters are over 18 btw)

-dogday sometimes has dog like tendencies, like growling, barking etc.

-he doesn't remember a lot about his life as a worker but will share stories he remembers of his human life once you two become close.

-man is like a love sick puppy. First you save him? Give him legs? AND a home?! And his friends are here too?! You really are his angel.

-he's very protective of his angel. He can't have anyone take them away or even hurt them. Plus all those years locked away, he can't loose you, you're his hope.

-this man will most certainly plan his confession, script and all. Maybe you're away at work and this is something he's been working on for a while. He's always bringing you little gifts on his hunting trips (depending on if you like to collect rocks and such) but this dude went out of his way to find the best of the best. Even somehow found flowers beautiful enough to almost rival your beauty, keyword: almost.

-he enjoys spending time with you, poppy and kissy, he enjoys playing outside with you three, even if you guys have been out of the factory for years already. They still enjoy the outside world.

-I know bro is huge, like dude is taller than an American door way (according to some measurements fans have made, hes 9'5) if you're a shorty (like me 5 feet even😭) he will most definitely pick you up and carry you like a dogtoy. He likes the feeling of carrying his angel, it gives him a sense of pride doing so. Even if you accidentally hit the ceiling or he needs to really get down so you don't hit the top of the doorframe, he will always apologize or joke about it.

-he's a cuddler, he LOVES cuddling! He has his own giant dog bed in your shared room, but he prefers to sleep on your shared bed. If you're away from work and he's eepy, he'll pass out on your bed because it smells like you. Your scent keeps him at bay until you come home. Poor guy will shoot up and push anyone out of his way to be the first to get to you! He sits there on the floor waiting for his mandatory headpats and kisses as soon as he hears your keys.

-it takes his brain a few minutes to properly turn on. After all those years he finally gets proper sleep, I can imagine you waking up first and getting ready for the day to prepare breakfast for the group and you poke him, trying to wake him. He'll mumble some random stuff about not letting rats do taxes then fall back asleep only to be woken again by your pokes still talking nonsense. I can also see him sometimes waking up confused, you know like when you wake up your parents and they're mad for no reason asking what's wrong while gasping for air? (Just me?) I can see him being THAT dead asleep bhahsha

-my take on the survivor au is more of a modern take (as in yes the factory closed years also but reader is possibly in early to late 20s sometime in 20xx / non specified year) so they weren't an employee but probably knew someone like a family member who worked there or was dared to enter the factory (we'll see if I ever post my fanfic haha as these hcs kinda tie into that story) so dogday being alive in the 80s or 90s he probably has like the old school idea of love and attempts to swoon you as such. The flowers, cheesy pick up lines.

-I can imagine because he's not up to date with the newer terms and he might be confused while trying to seem cool haha. "Angel what does rizzler mean?" (Poor peepaw)

- Personally I love the theory that DogDay is an ex worker aka Rich. Which is probably why he was the leader of the smiling critters. Because he was mature enough to make sure everyone was in line/well behaved, I also think some other workers were turned into the mascots too (obviously) but maybe they trusted Rich more so they just threw him into the dance circle and hope that he'd be a good leader.

- this one ties into the first one btw! I like the think that maybe he was one of the mascots when he worked there. Like a guy in the costume who worked with the kids (hence the zipper, how else would the workers get into the bigger body suits?)

- I like to think DogDay likes when Angel calls him by his old human name. Maybe once he opens up more about his human life (or at least bringing up some of the memories he still has) he just randomly brings up his name when talking about a memory and hearing Angel repeat his name back, he'd probably like hearing it. It might make him feel like less of a monster in a sense. Granted I think he wouldn't care about what Angel calls him but he would most definitely prefer for them to alternate. Like you know when someone makes you mad and you use their real name instead of their nickname? He'd hate for his Angel to get mad, especially at him. But when living with 3 other people it can get a bit hectic.

"DogDay! Did you bring mud into the house?!"

"N-No!... "

*silence*

"RICH, WHERE ARE YOU?!"

*footsteps are heard and DogDay bolts out the door*

- Now this head canon I have can go either one of two ways, right? Hear me out. Listen up, listen carefully, and listen closely. (Lmk if you got that reference) ok so back to the zipper! I think the zipper just opens to his organs tbh like the zipper was just left functional in case he needed to be "repaired internally". BUT another thought, I also can see there being some sort of barrier! You know those stuff animals who have their stuffing blocked by a barrier so it doesn't fall out but the zipper opens to a compartment where you can store items? I kinda think that's whats there tbh, I mean it makes sense. What if one of the kids opened the zipper by mistake? Surely there would be a barrier just in case.

- as I mentioned in the last hc post, I can see him trying to swoon Angel in the old romantic type of way. I can see him pinning after Angel hard, at first they wouldn't get the hint, they'd probably think he's thinks he's indebted to them for rescuing them and giving the 3 of them a better and new life. But quickly they realize bro is in love. Of course poppy teases him about it too at some point lol. He doesn't really try to hide it either. I can see poppy and kissy thinking it's sweet and first then they get annoyed once you're the only thing he talk about lol.

- You're married. That's all! No but I can see in his mind you two are basically married. He'd probably want to have new custom star collars made for both of you or maybe even a ring for you and a matching collar or something for him to wear and propose. Of course it will bother him a bit because he can't go out with you, take you on dates or show you off but he trusts you (even though he gets jealous when you smell like someone else) he basically tries his best with what you guys have (If only there was a holiday that came once a year where you guys could go out dressed in customs without looking like freaks).

- He looks like the type of guy who would love pasta. I'm not sure why or how this even came into mind but I just feel like that's what he often wants for dinner. Poppy would probably eat fruit for dinner, kissy isn't really picky, but Dogday would probably be asking for either pasta or meat. Also I think Angel would be hesitant to feed certain foods to Dogday because you know, he's a dog (not really but hear me out) but because he acts like one at times I could see Angel being like haha nope you can't eat this!

*Angel eating chocolate cookies*

"May I have some?" *cutely pouts*

"I don't want you dying, love."

"You know I'm not actually a dog...right?"

ok ok you got me there" (they just really didn't wanna share lol)

- tbh this is more of a general head canon for the toys but I seeing as they had to resort to c*nnibalism. They clearly need food and water to survive. I think catcap was probably keep Dogday alive as a "lol now look at you now, look at me" (yes that's a BP reference) moment but only feeds him when he felt like it, since food is basically scarce in that place. I think that their human organs were transferred over but little things like veins, teeth, tongue, blood vessels basically anything that's not a major organ was made artificially and connected in a sense to those major organs making them function as such.

Yeah that's kinda it lol, there might be some more parts to this if I can think of anything else! But yeahhh that's kinda my hc and rambles lol (I tend to ramble a lot especially when I have to give context, I apologize!)

[ghostinthegallery]

So a thing I’ve noticed about necron books…

I do not think it is controversial to say that Robert Rath and Nate Crowley really defined how a lot of us (especially me) view necrons in modern 40k lore. They did so much heavy lifting to take the faction that was literally just Terminator ripoff (aka Tyranids but worse) and make them into characters.

But they did it in such different and almost contradictory ways. And I think it boils down to this:

Rath's necrons are gods who were once mortal. Crowley's necrons are mortals forced to become gods.

(disclaimer: I don't think one author is "more correct" or whatever. Different characters experience the universe in different ways, embrace a little subjectivity does objective truth even exist?)

Let's start with Crowley. In both Severed and Twice Dead King, memories and bodies are defining features of their narratives. Oltyx can and does revisit his memories at will (not without consequence get your pins out and put em in). He is haunted by disphorakh, this feeling that he should have an organic body but does not and that this disconnect is actually killing him. The flayed ones' whole existence is steeped (literally) in flesh and blood and disphoria.

On the slightly less extreme end, in Severed Obyron remembers the flesh times vividly: the battles, the people, who and what he's lost. They are fighting the manifestation of what Obyron fears becoming: a mindless machine, “severed” from his past experiences. And the ultimate stakes in a Crowley book? Loss of memory. Loss of self. Obyron and Oltyx pay this price throughout their stories, and it eats away at them. Necrodermis makes their physical selves immortal, but their minds? Just as mortal as ever. If not even more so. The people they are were formed in flesh times, and all immortality does is wear away at them as they desperately try to cope.

Robert Rath's necrons? Not so much. Sure, Trazyn and Orikan angst about their loss of memory, but the memories of flesh for them are so distant and unreliable that they could not build their personalities around them even if they wanted to. Trazyn's link to the past is external: objects he has collected. Orikan... what memories he has of his past are fuzzy and in some cases straight up manipulated. That's distressing, but not enough to totally rock his sense of self. That’s a stark contrast to how Crowley’s necrons operate.

We all know the iconic Old Man Fight from Infinite and the Divine. Where Rath describes Trazyn and Orikan fighting and points out how stupid it would be back in the flesh times? Just two nerds hitting each other with canes. Well the flip side of that is that what is actually happening is NOT two nerds slapping each other but two immortals with incomprehensible power battling on a scale mortals cannot process.

Rath’s necrons operate on scales mortals barely understand. Oh, the Greek gods destroyed one city? Troy took em ten years? Trazyn and Orikan wiped out a planet's population by accident. And they are both so divorced from mortality that they don't care. Sheesh, Trazyn is so alienated from the idea of a body that in War in the Museum he informs a woman that he’s filled her up with her own dead sisters organs and I legit believe he thought this would make her feel better.

I adore both approaches! The differences in character and perspective, how they relate to the world and themselves. Yes, it creates contradictions in the lore (like why doesn’t Trazyn lose his shit knowing people like Zahndrekh or Oltyx just…remember necrontyr society perfectly clearly) but I aggressively do not care. I love the varying explorations or power, the nature of the self, the truth that none of these people have survived immortality “in tact.” Those are exactly the things that make necrons my favorite 40k faction. Hell, one of my favorite sci if aliens ever. Because both approaches are haunting and hilarious and poignant and so damn cool.

So…uh…thanks guys. Yeah.

[dollieguts1010]

I can request for some Hoppy Hopscotch x KickinChicken headcanons, please?

Of course, here you go you beautiful queen!!

HOPKICK HEADCANONS

• They're both very competitive at sports (Hoppy always ends up winning tho)

• They've known each other for 6 years and met when they were 6 years old

• Kickin has been in love with Hoppy for 5 years now and Hoppy has been in love with Kickin for 4 years now

• Hoppy will NEVER admit that she's in love with Kickin to her friends

• When Kickin was 7-9 years old, he thought he just had a small crush on Hoppy but when he turned 10 years old, he realize his feeling for her was so much more than and when that happened...OH MAN! DID IT HIT HIM LIKE A TRUCK.

• They're both pansexual

• Kickin is completely smitten, infatuated, and HEAD OVER HEELS for this little green bunny

• Kickin likes to play with Hoppy ears for funsies

• Hoppy likes to mess with Kickin's hair to annoy him

• Kickin will often call Hoppy hot nonchalantly in front of their friends

• They'll call/texts/facetime each other for at least 3 hours a day

• How they text each other:

Kickin: Yo Hops!

Hoppy: Hey KC! Wassup bro?

Kickin: Check this out!

*insert curse video/picture*

Hoppy: LMAO WTF IS THAT BRO?! 😭💀

Kickin: IDK LOL FJFEBYGE💀💀 1!1!11!!1

• Hoppy will often help Kickin babysit his baby sister CeeCee whenever his parents go out

• Kickin is always trying his best to take Hoppy to the Moon (he promised himself he would take her to the Moon)

• Hoppy has a great relationship with Charlotte and Randy (Kickin's parents) and sees her as a nice, fun, energetic girl who would be a good girlfriend for Kickin

• Kickin has a great relationship with Holly and Henry (Hoppy's parents) and sees him as a nice, wild, adventurous, and carefree boy who would be a good boyfriend for Hoppy

• Kickin is pretty intimidated by Hoppy's father (he's 6'6, buff, and is a boxer)

• Randy loves teasing Kickin because he knows that he's in love with Hoppy

Imagine something like this:

*Randy is walking outside only to notice that Kickin is admiring Hoppy from the distance*

Randy: Hey buddy, whatcha doing? Are you checking out your.... GIRLFRIEND!!!!

Kickin: *immediately gets flustered and angry* "DAD! C'MON WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU?!"

• Kickin tries to help Hoppy with her anger issues (breathing lessons, stress toys, etc..) and Hoppy tries to help out Kickin with his insecurities

• Kickin sometimes will ask Hoppy questions about her ADHD so that way he can understand it a bit better

• Bobby, Picky, and Crafty ships those two SO HARD. Like- they'll write fanfics, draw fanart, and they'll giggle and squeal from the distance every time they see Hoppy and Kickin do something cute

• One time Hoppy walked in on Bobby writing a Hoppy x Kickin fanfiction with a bunch of fanart scattered all over the floor. Let's just say the tension between those two for the rest of the day was.... awkward

• The girls be having literal competition to see who can draw the best Hopkick ship art (spoiler alert. It's always Crafty)

• Dogday and Bobby often set up Hoppy and Kickin on blind dates multiple times

• Dogday, Bubba and Catnap are Kickin's wingmen when he tries to ask Hoppy out on a date

Bobby: Soo.. are you two dating?

Kickin and Hoppy: WE'RE NOT DATING!!

*proceeds to make out 2.5 seconds later*

• Kickin likes to collect cool looking rocks and give them to Hoppy as a gift. He also likes to pick wildflowers and make a bouquet out of them as gifts

• Hoppy likes to make homemade trinkets and give them to Kickin

• Kickin likes to make shell necklaces and bracelets for Hoppy

• Kickin loves to tease Hoppy for being the shortest the group (even though he's the shortest boy in the group 💀)

• They like to go around the neighborhood and Ding Dong Ditch strangers

• They like to prank call random numbers

• After Kickin found out that Hoppy loves spicy food he started constantly buy her spicy food and giving it to her as a gift

• They like playing videogames together (it's a 50/50 percent that Hoppy or Kickin will win)

• One time Kickin accidentally broke Hoppy's leg while playing soccer and had to rush to the ER (she didn't talk to him for 2 weeks after that incident)

• Whenever Kickin visited Hoppy at the hospital, he would bring her flowers and heartfelt written cards and he would be profusely apologizing to her (sometimes he would actually cry while apologizing)

• Kickin HATED himself for WEEKS after the "Leg incident"

(he would cry himself to sleep every night during those weeks) (bro was just a mess)

• Sometimes he would offer Hoppy some of his gum

• Their favorite activity to do together is bothering Bubba while he's trying to work on something or reading

• He thinks that Hoppy is the prettiest girl in the group (he thinks all the girls are very pretty however, he thinks that Hoppy is the prettiest)

• Same thing for Hoppy, she thinks that Kickin is the cutest boy in the group (she thinks all of boys are pretty cute however, she just thinks Kickin is the cutest)

• They like to playful wrestle each other and armwrestle (Hoppy always beats him)

Kickin: You look pretty...

Hoppy: Wait, what did you just say?

Kickin: AH! I SAID YOU LOOK SHITTY!! GOOD BYE!!! *runs off*

(I can see him doing this)

• Anytime Bobby asks if Hoppy will ever date Kickin, she'll scoff and just say "Oh please! Like I would ever date that dork!!" (she would date that dork)

• Every time Kickin smells peppermint, he immediately think of Hoppy and Every time Hoppy smells ylang-ylang, she immediately think of Kickin

• This is what pretty much went down after they kissed for the first time: *the boys chilling at Dogday's clubhouse except Kickin*

Kickin: *slam DD's door open* *huff* *huff* GUYS!!!

Bubba: Hey Kickin, you already? Why you coming up here huffing and puffing like that? What happened?

Kickin: I-I kissed Hoppy...

Bubba: Are you serious?

Kickin: Yeah, I'm serious dude...

Bubba: Woah.... I owe Bobby and Dogday so much money now..

•Hoppy's and Kickin's relationship/dynamic = same person but the opposite gender/the two dumbasses that are in love

• They love going to the beach together

• They'll often listen to Toy-Box together

• Kickin taught Hoppy how to surf

• Kickin likes giving Hoppy piggyback rides and Hoppy likes carrying Kickin bridal style

• They have matching bracelets

• Hoppy CANNOT eat fried chicken in front of Kickin because every time she does, he'll just stare at her with betrayal in his eyes

• Whenever Bubba found out Hoppy is love with Kickin, he was beyond shock, stunned, and flabbergasted because who in the right mind would deal with Kickin's crap!? (Hoppy would)

• One time the Smiling Critters were all playing Truth or Dare and it was Kickin's turn

Dogday: Okay Kickin, truth or dare?

Kickin: Hmm..I pick dare!

Dogday: *softly chuckles* Okay then...I dare you to say "I love you" to Hop-

Kickin: I FUCKING LOVE YOU HOPSCOTCH!!!!

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Dogday: Uhhh...okay then who's next?

• Kickin has a secret sketchbook that he keeps under his mattress that is just COVERED in doodles of Hoppy with tiny pink and red hearts all over the pages

• During the winter time if Kickin sees that Hoppy isn't wearing a jacket or scarf, he'll take off his jacket or scarf and put it on her without hesitation

• Kickin gets really embarrassed when he clucks mid laughing in front of Hoppy but she thinks it's really funny and cute

• Kickin thinks it's really funny and kinda cute whenever Hoppy stomps her foot when she's angry

• One time Kickin tried to build a wooden rocket so he could take Hoppy to the Moon but it fell apart. He was so upset with himself and started crying because, he thought he failed her but she promised him that she wasn't upset with him at all and was actually very proud and impressed that he did all that just for her. He may not have been able to take her to the Moon, but he did create a beautiful memory for her

(this is based off that one really cute SC comic)

• OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD! OKAY HEAR ME OUT ON THIS I JUST HAVE THE CUTEST HEADCANON EVER!!

IMAGINE THIS.

It's a dark, chilly, night and Hoppy and Kickin are cuddling on top of a grassy hill while admiring the Moon and stars

Hoppy: Wow, I love stargazing with you..the Moon is just so *sigh* beautiful...

Kickin: Heh! Yeah it sure is...

*Looks at Hoppy for a quick second*

Kickin: But it's not nearly as beautiful as you...

Hoppy: *looks at him, blushes, and looks back at the Moon*

me while writing this headcanon:

• During molting season Kickin gets very insecure due to the his lack of feathers and thinks he's ugly and that Hoppy won't like him anymore because he's "ugly" now. But she'll always tell him that she doesn't care what he looks like and still loves him while cuddling him and giving him soft kisses all over his face

• Hoppy is the only one who's allowed to see Kickin during molting season

• When the girls found out that Hoppy is in love with Kickin, they started loudly squealing and giggling like a bunch of 7 years old little girls and Bobby started screaming "I KNEW IT!" "I KNEW IT!" "I KNEW IT!" "I KNEW IT ALL ALONG!!" "IT IS TRUE!!! " "YOU'RE IN LOVE WITH HIM!!!!!" then Picky and Crafty join in as well "I'M TOTALLY FREAKING OUT!!" "THIS IS THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE!!!!"

• Kickin will often go to Bobby for dating advice

• They love gossiping together

• Hoppy will just randomly invite herself to Kickin's house and spend the night there

• They'll often protect each other from mean older kids

• Hoppy likes it when Kickin treats her injuries from either from playing in the field too roughly or protecting someone from some mean kids

• Kickin is not afraid to get into a physical or verbal fight for Hoppy

• Every time Hoppy wears Lipstick or Lip gloss, she'll leave hundreds of little kissy marks all over Kickin's face

• Whenever Kickin kisses Hoppy, he likes to make a loud MWAH sound (it doesn't matter where he's kissing her. cheeks, forehead, lips, hands, etc...)

• They're constantly making each other laugh with dark and dirty jokes

• The Smiling Critters constantly "joke" about how Kickin and Hoppy should date

• They have the most immature humor of the group, like- if they here's something that sounds slightly perverted they'll look at each other really quick and start laughing their ass off

• When Kickin is alone he'll make a yellow chicken peep and a green bunny peep kiss and pretend that it's him and Hoppy kissing

• Kickin will practice kissing by using a pillow that has a picture of Hoppy on it

• Kickin will practice flirting by talking to himself in the mirror pretending that it's Hoppy

• Kickin is a good cook meanwhile Hoppy SUCKS at cooking so, he'll give advice and cooking lessons

• Sometimes he'll make Hoppy her favorite snack when she's having a bad day

• Hoppy likes to grab Kickin by his necklace and give him a big ol' kiss on the cheek to startle him which causes him to lose some feathers and he'll just look at her then have the biggest smile on his face and he'll start laughing while being red as a strawberry

(did you know chickens lose their feathers when they're shocked or startled?)

• Kickin admirers Hoppy while she's skating and Hoppy admirers Kickin while he's surfing

• Kickin may or may not be constantly fantasizing about his wedding day with Hoppy

• If Hoppy and Kickin ever got married their honeymoon would be going to the moon

• Kickin tries his best to comfort Hoppy when she's at her lowest (Hoppy does the same for him)

• They love watching the fireworks together

• Every time Kickin sees Hoppy in a pretty outfit he nearly faints Example:

Hoppy: All right, Kicks whatcha think?

*insert Hoppy in a pretty dress*

Kickin: .....

Hoppy: Uhhh, KC? You okay buddy?

Kickin: Oh.. god... * falls and faints*

Hoppy: OH CRAP! KICKIN!!!

• Kickin will help out Hoppy with her exercises

• They to explorer abandoned building

• Kickin is constantly breaking or chipping his star pendant and Hoppy is constantly fixing it for him

• Kickin written a song that was inspired and dedicated to Hoppy and he named it "Hopscotch"

wow a song named after a girl.. how original Kickin

• Kickin may act all cool and confident around the group but as soon as Hoppy is around him, that "cool and confident" act is completely gone. He starts acting nervous, stuttering over his words, his face becomes red, starts getting sweaty, and getting chicken skin WHILE BEING A LITERAL CHICKEN. Hoppy obviously notices this and tries to help him but IT ONLY MAKES IT 10 TIMES WORSE.

• They'll roast each other for about 25-30 minutes straight while the others are just watching and enjoying it in the background (they're affectionately roasting each other)

• They're constantly getting into all kinds of trouble

• Kickin SUCKS at flirting like- he'll walk up to Hoppy all cool and confident and some crap "Hey Hopscotch, you dropped something.. my jaw " or "Did you sit on some sugar? Cuz you got a pretty sweet ass" and she'll just look at him, chuckle, roll her eyes, and walk away (it's so bad that it somehow works)

• Every time Hoppy flirts with Kickin, he turns into a complete PATHETIC LITTLE LOSER. His face will turn bright red like a strawberry, he'll laugh sheepishly while looking away, he'll start sweating, stuttering over his words, and just becomes a complete HOT MESS

• Kickin is Hoppy's personal cheerleader

• Whenever they have a movie night, Kickin likes to make a makeshift nest made out of pillows and blankets so him and Hoppy can cuddle

• Every time Kickin puts his arm around Hoppy, he acts all cool and confident but mentally he's freaking out

• They both have agreed that Catnap is super creepy

• They'll often have dance and singing battles

• They like reading comic books together

Hoppy: Is Kickin here?

Kickin: *whispers* Oh crap...

Bubba: Umm.. You know what-

Kickin: *crashes out of the window*

Bubba: He just left.

Hoppy: Really?

Bubba: Yeah...

Kickin: *comes back to the window grabs his star pendant then dips again*

Bubba: Sorry..

• When Hoppy finally told Kickin that she's in love with him, he got nervous, didn't know what to say, and just blurted out in the heat of the moment "Dude no way, that's so rad!!"

(they started dating shortly after)

• Hoppy calls Kickin "Kicks/KC" "Starlight"/"Superstar" "Chicky-Poo" "Babe/Baby" "Hottie" "Cutie" "Dork" "Dummy/Dum-Dum"

• Kickin calls Hoppy "Hops"/"Hopscotch" "Bunny" "Hunny-Bunny" "Bun-Bun" "Hottie" "Cutie" "Babe/Baby" "Suga' Muffin"

• When the girls found out that Kickin and Hoppy are dating they FREAKED OUT. They started full-blown screaming, squealing, crying of happiness, and started asking a bunch of questions

"WHEN DID Y'ALL START DATING?!" "WHAT TYPE OF CUTE PET NAMES TO CALL EACH OTHER?!?" "WHAT ARE YOUR DATES LIKE!?!" "HAVE Y'ALL KISSED YET!?" "WHEN IS HE GOING TO PROPOSE!?!!?" "WHEN'S THE WEDDING!!?" "WHEN ARE YOU GOING TO HAVE CHILDREN!!??!" Meanwhile Hoppy is like "GIRLS CHILL OUT! ME AND HIM JUST STARTED DATING!!"

• When the boys found out that Kickin and Hoppy are dating they were pretty chill about it

"Hey guys, guess what!" "What is it Kickin?" "Me and Hoppy are dating!" "Really?...Cool" "Oh, good for you Kickin" Annnnnd there's Dogday... "WAIT WHAT?!??!" "ARE YOU SERIOUS!!?!" "OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD!!!!" "PLEASE TELL ME YOUR SERIOUS!!" "I'M TOTALLY FREAKING OUT RIGHT NOW!!!" "THIS IS INCREDIBLE!!" "THIS IS THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE!!!" "I'M SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW!!"

Dogday has basically been a Hopkick shipper since the very beginning... alongside the ladies of course..

Bubba: Seriously! what do you see in that guy?!

Hoppy: He makes me laugh

• Sometimes Hoppy would grab Kickin's hand and run with him while yelling "MY BOYFRIEND IS SO MUCH HOTTER AND BETTER THAN YOURS!!!" and Kickin would just be laughing with the biggest grin on his face

• Kickin feels like he doesn't deserve such a fun, cool, and pretty girl like Hoppy. He think she deserves so much better than him

• He'll sometimes have nightmares about Hoppy leaving him for a different person

• MINI STORYTIME!! (with a sweet ending)

One time at a sleepover, Kickin was having a horrible nightmare about Hoppy leaving him for someone else and when he confronted her about it, she just flat out told him "I never loved you" and "I just felt sorry for you". He couldn't believe what he was hearing. what he was seeing. It felt like his heart was ripped out of his chest and stomped on right in front of him. he was just hoping this was just one bad dream. he was about to cry. he wanted to scream. he just wanted to wake up. then suddenly..

Kickin: *GASP*

He finally woke up from that dreaded nightmare... His heart was beating faster than Hoppy after drinking 10 energy drinks. He looked at the clock, It said 2:50 am.. then he looked around the dark room to see his friends peacefully sleeping then he looked at Hoppy who peacefully sleeping her worries away. He wanted to wake her up and cry to her but he would feel like such a jerk if he did so, he tried going back to sleep... but he couldn't no matter how hard he tried.. he just couldn't. So he just laid there in the dark, trying not to cry, and just thinking to himself "what just happened?" He couldn't help it anymore. He just started quietly crying to himself. Then suddenly he heard Hoppy waking up

Hoppy: *yawns* Kickin? What are you doing up so early? It almost 3:00 in the morni-*soft gasp*

She looked at Kickin, who's clearly been crying for almost 5 minutes now

Hoppy: Kicks, are you okay? Why are you crying buddy?

Kickin: Oh! Hey Hops.. sorry if I woke ya up...

Hoppy: No, you didn't but that doesn't matter. What matters is why are you cryin-

Kickin: You love me right?

Hoppy: W-What?

Kickin: You don't feel sorry for me and you're not going to leave me for someone else right?

Hoppy: Where are you getting all of this?

Kickin: I had a nightmare about you leaving me for someone else..

Hoppy: Oh babe.. *hugs him* don't let some silly nightmare get to you.. I love you

She said as she was fixing his hair

Kickin: Really? You do?

Hoppy: I really do, I love you to the Moon and back *mwah*

Kickin: I love you too suga' muffin.. *yawns*

Hoppy: You still tired?

Kickin: Yeah..

Hoppy: You wanna cuddle?

Kickin: Yeah, that would be nice..

They lay down, cuddled, and embrace each other's warmth until they fell asleep...but little bit they know Bobby was awake the entire time and silently squealing and was secretly recording the entire conversation while silently giggling to herself

(This is my first time ever writing a mini story so PLEASE go easy on me)

That's all for now!

*I will add more later*

I'm finally done! I'm so sorry this took so long to write Val but I hope you like it! :D

[lawsvalentine]

Marry You • Law x Fem!reader HC • (Fluff)

Part II, Part III

CW: fluff 🥰 and law being a stressed baby boy

Cee’s Note: soooo my dumb ass accidentally deleted the anon that requested this 😅 so shout out to that person bc this was a good idea and I hope I answered all your questions

Tags 🤍: @nympheclipse @pinkcrystal-rose @uchihabbynic @csnovas (my fellow Law girlies) @roronoaswifey (i know you would like this or whateva 🙄) @noawithlove (bc of your current Law brainrot 😉)

Leading Up to the Wedding

Oh mans is lowkey freaking out

Not in a bad way, so don’t fret about if he is unsure if he wants to go through with this

He wouldn’t have proposed if he wasn’t absolutely sure that you are the love of his life and that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you

He’a just more concerned with wanting everything to go perfectly

We all know Law is the “man with the plan” so if anything falls out of plan he will literally turn into groomszilla lol

But despite this he tries hard to keep his cool, calm and collected composure for your sake. He always puts you first despite his own fears

Day of the Wedding

It’s the day of the wedding, and his nerves are still ever present, he’s more stressed than he was dealing with the straw hat crew 💀

All his crew will be attending the wedding, Penguin and Shachi being his groomsmen and Bepo being his best man/ring bearer

So many thoughts will be swarming his head both positive and negative

He will be thinking about corazon and how much he wished he would be here to see him on his special day

He knows corazon would have both stressed him out more with his clumsiness but also reassure him that everything would be okay and how proud he was of him

He wishes you could have met him and knows if he was still here, he would be a great father in law to you

The ceremony has commenced, everyone is gathered with him, Bepo, Penguin, and Shachi at the alter

Law is rocking a fitted tux (not his style but he is wearing his signature spotted hat for a little flare)

You enter the room in a gorgeous white gown and Law looked like he had seen an angel

You looked absolutely breathtaking and he couldn’t believe such a beautiful person was about to marry him

Once you reached Law you greeted him with a beaming smile that made all his nerves vanish

You said your vows first, starting with how you two met and how basically Law had his guard up in the beginning but over time you’ve gotten to know him and learn what a beautiful, intelligent, and kind person he was. You also added a few inside jokes throughout that made Law chuckle slightly reminiscing on special moments you two shared throughout your relationship

You ended your vows expressing how much you truly loved him and how you will continue to love and care for him for the rest of your lives

From your words to the way you looked at him, Law felt so much love and he knew you meant every word that you said

Starting off his vows, he talks about how he never thought he would find love or experience love due to how much loss he has had to witness when he was a kid

He then shares that in the beginning he was afraid to pursue you because he didn’t want to experience the heartache he did when he was younger

But the more he got to know you and the more time he spent with you, you allowed him to open up and express himself unlike anybody else.

He then shares how he is so infatuated with your mind, how you think and challenge him, infatuated with your spirit and how you instantly brighten his day and make him want to be a better person, infatuated by your beauty and how he falls in love all over again every time he looks into your eyes

He ends it by saying he loves you so much and you are the literal sunshine in his life

You tear up at his words, you’re so in awe of the man before you, you couldn’t wait to call him your husband

Bepo brings the rings to you both and you both place the rings on each other’s fingers

After both being asked the age old question, you both say I do and the whole crew cheers with teary eyes as you two share a loving kiss as newly weds

Cee’s note: might make a nsfw part 2 about the reception and honeymoon 😉

[garoujo]

・✶ ｡ﾟ hanma always thought of ways to reward you whenever you’d come to pick him up drunk.

♱ warnings — f!reader, alcohol mentioned and consumed, pussy eating, exhibitionism, car sex, tipsy!hanma.

♱ note — i’m sorry but the grip this man has on me is . i can’t do this anymore </3

“shuji, come on!” you call from over your shoulder as you basically drag a huge, tipsy and stumbling hanma back to your car. there’s a loopy smile on his face and his half-lidded eyes are on you, cheeks painted red as his hair falls over his forehead and he only chuckles before he’s trying to pull you into his embrace, slapping playfully at your ass.

“what’s the rush? ‘m right here.” he drawls, but you notice the drop in his tone and his amber gaze seems to spark under the streetlights, before you’re three steps away from your car and he’s suddenly pulling you back towards him.

“you’re drunk, shuji. get in the car.” you giggle playfully, batting at his chest when you feel him smear an open-mouthed kiss along your jawline — although you still can’t deny the way it makes you shiver, pushing closer despite your words. “yeah? and you’re hot as fuck, babydoll.”

there’s a drop in your guard and despite his foggy mind, hanma see’s it — taking the opportunity to basically throw you into the backseat of your car until he’s on you a few moments later. pulling down your sweats until they’re hanging messily off one of your calves, and you hear his knees hit the ledge of the car door before his huge stature is pushed between your thighs.

“shuji! we’re in the middle of the street!” you gasp, feeling his lips press a firm kiss against your clit through the fabric of your panties before his tongue is laving over it a few moments later — soaking the fabric teasingly until his fingers pull it to the side with a low groan. “yeah, in my fuckin’ city, baby.”

the back door of the car is still open and hanma’s lower half is basically still on the pavement but you know he would sooner commit murder than have anyone else see you like this, this pretty sight was all for him.

and truly, you don’t think sin and punishment have ever felt as good as they do now, squeezing around the back of your thighs to keep them folded against your chest while he bathes your puffy clit in strong, messy licks. his technique is staggered and clumsy, and his head knocks against your thighs with the alcohol still in his system but fuck—he’s getting you there.

“gotta pay you back for picking me up, doll.” hanma grins, cheeky and a little smug as his breath cools the mixture of spit and slick over your ignited nerves. but then he laughs, giggles when he misses your folds and smears a kiss along your thighs instead, but his eyes are still locked on you.

you watch his broad back expand with his deep inhale behind the fabric of his expensive dress shirt, sleeves rolled up to his elbows before he groans ; ragged and hungry. you feel like your hips quake when he curls his tongue at the entrance of your pussy, dragging it along your folds to collect the slick gathered there before his lips mould around your clit and he sucks.

your elbows dig into the expensive leather of hanma’s car that he let you drive tonight as you prop yourself up to watch, chest heaving with soft pants while his mouth feel like it lights up your clit and the pleasure is so intense you can’t help the weak moan that escapes you.

“goddamn, doll.” he coo’s, words muffled by your pussy as he repeats his earlier motions and your hips almost vibrate beneath him when he slurps at you shamelessly, tasting everything you give to him before he’s swallowing loudly and rolling his tongue messily over your clit.

and if you weren’t lost in your own hormone-fueled daze you’d be able to make out the way each stroke spells out his name.

your hips are rocking against his warm mouth from where hanma’s got you pinned, legs trembling as he pushes them tighter against your chest and your hands can only twist in his black and blonde roots to try and keep yourself grounded.

despite the alcohol that gives his head that thrilling spin he’s still teasing, dark lashes lowered so he can watch the way your pussy clenches and twitches — like you’re begging him to fill you up before dragging his tongue back over your clit in slow, languid swirls that make you shout.

“g-gonna cum, shuji! fuck.” you whimper, toes curling and thighs flexing from beneath his palms but hanma doesn’t let your legs close around his cheeks like he knows you want them too. no, he keeps you spread as he sucks at your clit, amber gaze locked on the way your eyes roll towards the roof.

“don’t hold back on me, babydoll. i cant hear you.” you can tell by the low tone of his voice that clarity is starting to get a grip on him again, but that only makes his movements sharper — making your shoulders roll as he eats you out like he wants to be fucking glued to your cunt in this lifetime and everyone after.

your hips tremble with the next overwhelming suck and swirl of his tongue along your clit, as do your lungs when he laps up the slick your walls seem to push out with every needy squeeze around nothing as hanma’s sharp eyes cut up into you.

it only take a few more precise swirls of his tongue through your folds before your head knocks back and your whole body twitches, tight heat in your abdomen snapping as you cum and you hear your boyfriend groan as you rock your hips back and forth into him into his eager mouth.

the loud suckles and smacks only grow louder, shameless and wet when he takes a mouthful of you — suckling hard at your clit until you’re quaking beneath him and you can basically feel hanma’s smirk curl against the swollen petals of your cunt.

he hums as he slurps you up, only pulling away when you’re panting and pliant, pushing his head away with quick whimpers that have his eyes drooping closed — wet cheek smooshing against your thigh when he finally lets them rest down over his shoulders.

but he almost looks peaceful when his fingers pet through your still sensitive folds, his words still slurred but they’re more drowsy than they are drunk now.

“fuck sake, doll. think this pussy’s just healed my fuckin’ headache.”

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[agendercrisisx]

hello!! I saw your requests were open and I was wondering if you could do Kirishima x gn!reader hcs where Kirishima has a crush on them. Reader having like some kind of chemist or potions quirk (chemicals >:]) and have a very eccentric style (potion bottle earings, crystal necklaces, drawn on shoes, homemade bracelets etc . Whatever your cool with writing for)

Absolutely, this is such a cute idea. I'm so down. This is split into sfw and nsfw headcannons, so you can choose what you wanna read. Have fun:)

Kirishima has never really been very spiritual, or anything in that sense. A day after school Mina takes him to the local crystal shop, looking for rose quartz to make her love life more interesting. She finds the crystal she wants, while Kirishima is just looking around, more interested in the different types of rock than he would like to admit. Then he sees you and his heart is already beating faster just by looking. Your whole aesthetic has him enchanted, the energy surrounding you, makes him crave you.

SFW headcanons:

He comes into the shop every day after school just to say a single hello to you. He would do anything just to hear your voice.

He sometimes buys stuff even though he would never use it, just to have a reason to talk to you even longer.

All the stuff he buys he puts in a small box, waiting for the day he can give them all to you.

He always asks you about yourself, trying to get to know you. Slow and steadily, he does.

He buys your favorite crystals, so he has them by hand.

He buys so many rose quartzs hoping one of them will attract you to him.

He always offers at least one of the things from his haul to you. A potion bottle earring set, a new kind of crystal he knows you don't have in your collection, a bag full of exotic beads, crystal pendants of all types. You never accept, if only you knew that everything he did was for you.

After months he finally gets the courage to ask you out. It takes a few times of convincing because you don't wanna hurt him or make him uncomfortable if he has to come to the shop afterward. (If something bad happens.)

He assures you nothing bad is gonna happen and you eventually say yes.

You wear your favorite clothes and shoes, and Kirishima can't take his eyes off you. You look so perfect. With all the different kinds of unique accessories, in your hair, around your neck, on your fingers, and around your wrist. Even your shoes are unique. Drawn by yourself. Everything about you makes him weak.

He takes you to your favorite restaurant, buys you your favorite flowers, and makes sure it's a magical night.

He drives you home, kissing your lips so softly before he leaves.

In the morning he sends you a text, telling you how much he enjoyed your night and that he would love to do it again.

Only a few dates later, he asked you to be his partner.

You agree. And he finds all the stuff he bought from you, showing you everything, and telling you about how he only got it because he liked you. You thought it was cute, and as he told you everything was yours, you couldn't help but cry from happiness.

This man does everything to make you happy, buying you anything you point at. Always getting you your favorite food. Making sure you're always comfortable and often taking time to give you a massage after a long day.

He loves you so much, every part of you. Your eyes, your lips, your personality, your humor, your niche thinking, your interest. Everything about you is perfect to him.

NSFW headcanons:

He takes care of you in all ways possible, even when you're moaning beneath him. Gasping for air as he pounds into you.

He always cares for you first, his own needs being not near as important as yours.

He takes his time when he wanna fuck you. He is big and without prepping he's not fitting.

He takes his time warming you up, either on his fingers or with his tongue, carefully loosening your tight little hole so he can make you take his cock.

Making you cum several times before he even thinks about gliding into you.

He loves when you cum, he loves the fact that he made you cum. He loves making you feel good, no matter where or when.

You could wake him up in the middle of the night, and he would spend hours making you scream.

You could be in a restaurant, and you could just give him a certain look and he would be on his knees before you in the bathroom eating you out.

How he loves your body, it's so perfect it made for him. Every nook and cranny fits just perfectly with his own.

And when he has made you cum a few times, and you feel loose enough. He will slowly guide his cock into you.

Taking it slow at first. Not wanting to hurt you. But slowly building the pace, so he can fuck into you.

He loves to explore, try every position, you wanna try. But he loves the one where your legs are on his shoulders the most.

You never scream as loud as when he is pounding into you while in maiden press.

It makes you both feel so good, so he never stops. Going for hours, not caring for his own release, just that you cum again and again. Not even being able to move your legs at the end.

And when you finally beg him to stop, he'll cum. Deep inside, making sure it's a nice creampie.

After he'll take so good care of you, cleaning you and massaging your every muscle. To make sure you're okay.

Ordering your favorite food, so he can feed it to you. Getting you, your favorite drink, so you'll drink something.

Cuddling you after and letting you pick your favorite movie. Doing everything he can to make sure you enjoy, and feel amazing even afterwards.

[tobyislame]

some ticci toby headcanons

consider this a headcanon salad cus these were all randomly thrown together as they came to me

- fragile masculinity up to the NINES with this one

- totally an ice eater what a sicko

- he's double jointed in so many places. also freakishly flexible. likes to freak people out by popping his joints in and out of place lmao

- has the crackiest bones ever. you think you hear sticks breaking in the woods its just toby's crack ass ankles

- weed partaker but stays the freak away from the bottle cus yk he doesn't want to find out if that "like father like son" stuff is true

- plays guitar and makes up shitty 1 minute sad guy with a guitar songs. fingerstyle typa guy

- plays ONLY FOR HIMSELF and gets embarrassed but tries to act like he's not if someone walks in on him. like he'll just hastily stop n scramble to put away his guitar n act all cool like he totally wasn't playing guitar just now and go "whaddyouwant"

- definitely sneaks into concerts and shows. it's easy for him to blend in there. gets suuuper fucking beat up in the pit cus yk he doesn't realize how battered up he's getting in the moment until he gets a glimpse of himself and is like oh hell my lip's busted and my nose is in a different place than it was before

- think he'd have an owen wilson nose on account of how much he's broken it

- also one of his canines is missing

- just a SUUUPER accident prone guy. has no sense of self preservation. like ZERO (cus he was never really taught how to manage his cipa) (well he was yk before The Incident but he doesn't remember much of it)

- has sun spots cus he's outside all day all the time. also tonsss of freckles and moles

- burns his playlists onto cds

- he'd like every music genre but in particular i think he'd listen to late 90s/early 2000s teenage boy music. also 80s music. specifically new wave stuff

- knows a lil bit of asl for his verbal shutdowns

- also i hc him as audhd

- along with his stutter (which i don't consider to be related to his tourettes) he also just has a speech impediment. like sometimes his r's or l's come out as w's and he has trouble pronouncing certain sounds or words and just says them wrong and people correct him consistently he just doesn't really listen or care to correct himself

- not too good at spelling or any of that grammar stuff

- i really want to stress that he's NOT stupid. he hate hate hates how people patronize him and make him out to be some sort of incapable dunce. it makes him feel small and he hates feeling small. he's smart, he's just not good at communicating it. no matter what he tries his words just come out wrong. "i'm lots smarter in my head" is what he'd probably say

- always has a fidget spinner/cube on him

- he kinda just vomits when he gets overwhelmed. like when he has to ride in a car he leans his head out the window like a dog the whole way, partly just cus he likes it and it's fun to play airplane with his hand in the wind but also cus he could spew his guts at any moment

- collects spider-man comics and cool rocks. also unironically looks up to spider-man cus he always gets back up despite all the shit he gets put through. he feels like he could learn from that. he thinks it makes him seem like a kid though which is something he really wants to prove that he's not so he keeps it to himself

- super gross oh my god he's so gross. like doesn't wash his body in the shower cus "the water will get it" picks his nose and eats it kind of gross. will also get all obnoxious and in your face about it if you rightfully tell him he's a sick fuck for that

- honestly that'd be his response every time someone criticizes him

- like you could be like "you fuckin reek" n he'd be like "oh yea?" and grapple you into a headlock with his armpit shoved in your face

- his speech pattern is a little funky. like his sentences just come out like they were sorta haphazardly put together. he doesn't make much sense a lot of the time

- i wanna say he's endearingly dorky but he's just fucking weird. like he probably flirts in a napoleon dynamite-esque fashion. he has a vague idea of what flirting is he just doesn't quite got it but hey he's got the spirit

- he really just has a vague idea of what conversation is in general. he just doesn't have that good of a grasp on how people talk to each other. he feels a major glaring disconnect between himself and every other human in the world and it just makes him feel even smaller

- a lost fucking puppy when it comes to talking to women. just completely and utterly helpless. he stutters a lot more he trips over his words a lot more which just makes him red it's brutal to watch

- my voiceclaim for him is whoever voices bumblebee before he loses his voice box in the michael bay transformers movies (just looked it up it's stiles fucking stilinski)

- his voice cracks all the time ESPECIALLY when he raises his voice. he gets red and embarrassed every time it does and he really badly tries to hide it which just makes it even funnier to everyone else poor guy

- wants so badly to be perceived as a big intimidating muscle man but he just isn't no matter how hard he tries