#and if you defend this as cat calls and it’s a compliment

[tasteracha]

everything for your golden touch.

word count: 2.1k

warnings: fem!reader (reader is called good girl), slight restraint, new kink discovery, unprotected sex. smut - MINORS DNI.

synopsis: you didn't know how to tell minho you wanted him to pin your wrists down and ruin you.

you love minho. you love every single thing about him, from the freakish facial expressions that he makes when he wants to annoy you to the soft sound of his voice when he’s talking to his cats. you loved him so fierce that you ached with it, the knowledge that he is yours inflating your head to the point of almost bursting.

you loved having sex with him almost as much as you loved loving him. you craved the way he would untangle your body with his fingers, the dark and twisted way his eyes would bore into yours as he slid into you, the near animalistic way he would drive into you when he was close to his high.

and yet, your greedy little mind couldn’t help but want something else. despite the love and care and attention he gave you so freely, you held this small bundle of disappointment deep inside of you, locked away and begging to be set free: 

you wanted him to pin your wrists down - to the wall, to the bed, behind your back, anything. you wanted to see the veins in his hand bulge from holding you down, you wanted bruises painted on your skin for days that you could look at as evidence of his passion for you. you wanted to be rendered immobile, you wanted to thrash around with no chance of escape

you think about it more frequently than what is probably normal; when you try to not think about you end up thinking about it more, and it turns into this vicious cycle that you can’t leave. in bed is one thing, but daydreaming in grocery stores? when you’re out at dinner with your friends? even now, when you’re sitting with his head in your lap watching a movie?

in truth, this one wasn’t your fault, really. one minute you were watching the two leads dance around each other in a frustratingly awkward flirtation and the next they had peeled each others’ clothes off and were engaging in some heavy petting that you had to admit was a tad too much. usually when corny sex scenes took place during movies you watched together, you both laughed about it, giggling at how unrealistic it was. but this one…

the man takes both of her wrists in one hand and presses them to the mattress above her head and she moans, and despite how pornographically fake it sounded you still found yourself pressing your legs together just slightly. minho’s head shifts with the movement and he huffs, fidgeting a bit before settling back down. 

the camera pans to the woman’s wrists, and you can’t help the way your pussy clenches around nothing, an embarrassing gush of wetness seeping out of you. you haven’t been turned on this quickly by something other than minho’s lips in so long and you wish you could hide your face away from him. 

“he’s not even pressing that hard, she could get free so easily,” minho snarks, complimenting his words with a bark of laughter before looking up at you for a response. 

he doesn’t go to the gym like you do, is what you would likely say if this wasn’t affecting you the way it was. she’s pretending to stroke his male ego.

“yeah,” you say instead, and it comes out shakier than you wanted it to. he notices, of course he does, and before you could brush it off he sits up and scrutinizes you with narrowed eyes. 

“are you-” he cuts himself off, pausing to look down at your lap and back up to your eyes. “are you turned on right now?”

“shut up,” you drop your hands to your lap in an effort to cover up something invisible, something that he clearly already knew about. 

“don’t hide from me,” he teases, taking one of your wrists into his hand to move it away from your lap. “you’re turned on by a cheesy porno scene, this is so funny.”

“it’s not that,” you try to defend yourself when he bursts into delighted laughter. you try and move your hand out of his grip, but he keeps it strong, and that makes the pulsing between your legs even worse.

he notices, of course he does. he notices everything about you, whether you like it or not. 

“oh,” he breathes out, eyes wide and mouth dropped open, his tongue poking out to lick at his bottom lip. you can see the wheels turning in his head as he arrives at the answer to a question you didn’t want him to ask. 

“let’s just go back to the movie, okay?” you tug again at your hand but he doesn’t budge. his eyes are transfixed on the way his fingers look wrapped around the delicate skin of your wrist.

“you want me to do this?” he breathes out, taking your hand and leading it up to the back of the couch, right by your head. he positions your hand in place delicately before pressing down, so far that you can feel your heartbeat thrumming in your fingertips.

“god, yes,” you moan out, too far past being embarrassed to hold anything back. you can feel each one of his fingers pressing into your skin, and you buck your hips up into him when he moves to slide a knee in between your legs. 

“how long have you been holding this back from me, hmm?” he asks, leaning forward so that his words glide right against your ear. he presses a kiss to the top of your jaw before pulling back a bit.

“wasn’t holding it back,” you gasp out as he pins your other wrist to the opposite side of your head, trapping you in place. 

“i think you were,” he brushes his lips against yours and you try and chase him when he moves back but you can’t with the way he’s holding you back.

he guides you up, his grip still strong on your wrists, and oh. he’s walking you to the bedroom with your wrists trapped in his grip and this is something you hadn't ever imagined - it was somehow better. 

you move as if in a daze, the air around you moving away like syrup as he pushes you into the mattress underneath him. everything was happening too quickly, not fast enough, just right in the space and time he’s given you. 

he releases your wrists so he can undress himself, and you already miss the warm weight of him on you as if you were missing a limb. 

he doesn’t make you wait too long, climbing over you with a predatory look in his eyes, pressing just enough of his weight onto your body to make your breath catch in your throat. 

“my pretty girl wants to be held down, doesn’t she?” he teases, his voice deep against your skin as he trails his fingers against the veins on your wrists. 

“ngh, min,” is all you can let out, all the thoughts leaving your head with every touch of his fingers on you. he nuzzles his nose into your neck, an impossibly sweet gesture that makes you relax into a boneless puddle of spilled bones on the mattress. 

“i’ll always give you what you want,” he yanks your hands up above your head in one split second, a wicked grin on his face as he crosses them and pins them to the pillows. his other hand trails down to the waistband of your shorts, teasing them against the elastic before creeping further down. 

you’re already so turned on, so close to the edge that the first brush of his fingers against your clit makes you jump underneath him. your hands start to move to wrap around his back, wanting to hold him even closer to you, but you can’t. you let out a dry sob, so overwhelmed with how this was impossibly good, how such simple actions from him effected you so intensely. this was so much more than you could ever have imagined in the darkest parts of your head.

his fingers pause on your skin and he looks up at you with alarm, an are you okay? at the edge of his tongue.

“off,” you say before he could, wriggling your hips and hoping he would understand. 

“okay, baby,” he does, of course he does. he helps you kick off your shorts and panties, and it’s a little bit of an awkward affair but neither of you could think to care about that. every bit of his teasing from earlier was gone, the reactions he pulled from you making him desperate to do it over and over just to hear the way you gasped so prettily around his name.

his hand flies back to your cunt, keeping your wrists secured above your head as he rubs circles around your clit over and over until you’re shaking apart under him. your hips buck up when you come and he works you through it, finally stopping when you start to whine in sensitivity.

he lets go of your wrists to cup your face in his hand, latching his lips onto yours in a sloppy kiss that leaves you panting into his mouth. you leave your hands where he had kept them, still crossed over your head, and when he notices he groans at the sight. 

“you’re so hot,” he says reverently, the possessiveness in his gaze making your heart skip a beat. “you’re so good, my good girl, all mine.”

“yes, god, i’m yours-”, he doesn’t let you finish, flipping you over onto your stomach so quickly that you felt weightless. he paints himself onto your back and you can feel how hard he is, his cock brushing against your thighs. he takes your wrists in his hands again and twists them to rest at your lower back, securing them in his hold.

he ruts into the space between your thighs once, twice, three times before positioning himself at your entrance and burying himself inside of you. you’re so wet that the slide is almost too easy, he fits himself into you like he was made to be there always.  he stays there for a moment, nosing at the back of your head before drawing out and snapping his hips forward so quickly that you can hear his thighs hitting your ass.

“ah!” you cry out, the aftershocks of your previous orgasm giving away to the feeling of him gliding in and out of you. you feel so impossibly small like this, pressed underneath him and unable to move - not that you would want to if you could. 

he keeps you restrained under him as he drives into you, ignoring the way your hands clench and unclench into fists every time he hits that spot deep inside of you that makes your entire body sing with pleasure. 

he presses wet kisses to the back of your neck, the side of your ear, the crown of your head as he fucks you; the only sounds echoing through the room are his breathless pants and the little ah-ah-ah’s you let escape into the pillow under you. 

you come together, the rhythmic squeezing of his hand around your wrists and your cunt around his cock creating the perfect rhythm for both of you to ride until climax. he stays buried inside of you for a moment, releasing your wrists to intertwine his fingers with yours instead. 

when he pulls out to collapse on his back next to you, you whine a bit, and he shushes you and pulls you into his chest. he’s still catching his breath and you can hear his hummingbird heartbeat under your ear as he tilts his head down to press a gentle kiss to your forehead. 

“why didn’t you tell me this was something you wanted to do?” he asks, trailing his fingers through your hair. 

“i didn’t want you to think i wasn’t satisfied with what we do already,” you mumble, addressing his chest more than him. “because i am, truly.”

“baby, you don’t need to be afraid to tell me these things,” he soothes, his voice so soft in the night air. “i can’t say this was something i’ve thought about before, but i very much enjoyed it. we discovered this together. i want to keep discovering things with you.”

“will you stop being so emotionally intelligent all the time?” you slap his chest, a light thing, but he grabs your wrist in his hand to stop you from doing it again anyways. there’s redness there from the way he had been gripping it and he rubs his thumb against your skin to soothe it; even so, you hope you can see the marks of his fingertips there tomorrow.

“you wouldn’t want me any other way.”

[etheries1015]

Hello! I love the way you write! Would I be able to request the reactions of some of the twst boys to MC telling them they snore (whether it's true or not)? I think Malleus, Riddle, and Azul would have fun reactions, but anyone you feel like writing would be great! Thank you!

Thank you for the compliment heuheu... much appreciated <3

When they snore

Featuring: Malleus, Riddle, Azul, Rook, Vil

General warnings: Gender neutral reader

Malleus

The moment you told him he snores, he was concerned. Was he troubling you with his sleeping habits? Were you unhappy sleeping with the fae because of this, to the point where it was noticeable? The moment the words left your mouth, he began to word vomit.

"Is that an issue? Is my snoring preventing you from getting a night of good rest? I...Suppose I could sleep elsewhere if it will grant you a full night of sleep.." Que him going down a rabbit hole of solutions, you couldn't get a single word in. Eventually, it came time for classes to begin, to which you hadn't the chance to explain your statement to the panicked fae.

When night fell and it was time for bed, his tail swayed sadly as he stood in the doorway. "I suppose I shall sleep out here, my love," He said, as lightning of vibrant green flashed outside your window.

As he turned his back and began to sulk away, you quickly ran up behind him with a bear hug.

"Malleus, would you stop and listen to me for a second?" You laughed, "When I said you snore, I was going to tell you it was cute. Like an animal snoring lightly. You seem so at peace curled up in bed with your light snoring..."

The lightning went away as fast at it had came, and you felt his tail wrap around your waist as he turned to face you, arms pulling you close.

"Ah...ahem. I apologize for my unbecoming behavior before, then. I...was rather saddened at the thought I caused my beloved to lose well-needed sleep."

He's never been called cute before, but he's also never slept in the same bed with another person. So I suppose there's a first for everything <3

Riddle

Snores like a cat. The first time you had slept in the same room, the first thing you noticed was his high-pitched yet soft snores that were short and far between.

The morning you woke up, the first thing you said was; "Did you know you snore?" Riddle blinks at you a couple times before hitting you with his annoyed face (you know the one.)

"Snoring is perfectly normal," He told you, "It's caused by the rattling and vibration of tissues-"

You got a lecture on the scientific reasoning behind snoring. When he finished defending the nature of his sleeping habits, you finally hit him with the "You snore like a little cat! It's cute!"

His face turns as red as his hair, as always when he becomes flustered.

"W-w-wha- a cat?! How dare you compare me to a cat! I..I am not a cat..."

"I'm sorry, I couldn't help it. Maybe I shouldn't have said anything.." You seemed pretty guilty about upsetting him, he muttered "I suppose I'll let it go..." and moved on.

All in all, as long as you aren't losing sleep because of him, he will forgive you for your previous teasing statements. However, from that day forward, you have noticed his ears take a rosy hue with shy glances your way before he heads to bed...

Azul

"Did you know you snore? Pretty loud, too. Is that like...a merman thing?"

His face turns red IMMEDIATELY. He was so embarrassed. The first time he allows someone to be near him in such a vulnerable state, and he blows it by being a snorer. A loud one, at that.

"Snoring is not common for merfolk! Being under the sea, most don't struggle with such a thing...but I would say being above water, the air that goes through my soft palate-"

Great. Another scientific review on snoring. Only Azul, on the other hand, cannot seem to keep eye contact with you.

"Please don't tell anyone. You must sign on it!"

You spent an hour comforting poor Azul, telling him it's nothing to be ashamed of, and giving him lots of hugs and cuddles. But he still continues to insist you sign a NDA to the information you had uncovered.

He was incredibly shy about having you sleep with him again, yet you managed to convince him. Azul is much more insecure than you may think about his image, however, you always seem to break his walls down.

Although, you did notice he began to wear nose strips at night, with books on sleeping habits and potions to help with snoring...old habits truly die hard.

Give him extra cuddles for the existential crisis you had instilled in your poor octo boyfriend <3

Rook

Oh boy. You had no choice but to tell him. He snores like your average forty-year-old dad. You genuinely lose sleep over it, even waking him up

"Rook, Rook. Honey. Please. I can't sleep. Your snoring is just too much, I'm sorry."

He actually finds it kind of amusing? For some reason? He asks you excitedly to tell him more about the things he does when he's sleeping.

He didn't really take you too seriously until he noticed the physical wear and tear. The bags under your eyes...

"Mon Cheri! Your eyes...have you not been sleeping well?"

"Rook. Your snoring. It's horrendous. Please."

He spends an hour doing EVERYTHING under the sun to help his snoring, for your sake! Moving around how his bed is set up, mouth exercises, the way he sleeps...He refuses to use strips, he doesn't like how they feel, and says it prevents his senses from being at their 100%.

He finds a way to help alleviate it, and you end up investing in some sleep time headphones. You make it work, because dealing with his sleeping habits is better than sleeping without him~

Vil

"Did you know you snore?"

He stares at you with his jaw open and his eyes wide. What...what do you mean he snores when he sleeps? Does he sleep with his mouth open? Does he look utterly ridiculous when he sleeps? All of these questions he bombards you with.

"Vil! Vil. I was kidding. I'm sorry. You sleep so quietly that I have to check if you're still alive sometimes. You're like a sleeping statue of perfection."

He was not amused. He almost had a heart attack and invested in the world's most expensive treatments.

Tackles you to the bed and ruffles up your hair, laughter ensuing at your silly little prank.

"Well, it's YOU who snores, potato. You're lucky I let you sleep here and not outside like a dog," He chuckles. He says this, yet you knew he loved you too much to go a single night without you by his side.

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[alottiegoingon]

hc!friends to lovers

natalie scatorccio x fem!reader

summary: going from friends to lovers with nat

warnings: golden retriever gf x black cat gf dynamic, nat is secretly a softie, drugs and mommy/daddy issues mentions, cursing, pure fluff, not proofread

𖧊 to this day, nat still has no idea on how you two became friends. you were too different

𖧊 it started with you complimenting her makeup once and she was so rude cause she thought you were making fun of her

𖧊 “your eyeliner is so pretty,” you tried to be nice just to receive a “fuck off” and a middle finger right to your face. you were flabbergasted! you were just trying to be nice to a pretty blonde girl and now you were her enemy?

𖧊 your huge smile disappeared in seconds and when nat realized you weren’t mocking her, she got desperate. “oh, shit. you were actually serious?”

𖧊 she was constantly being slutshamed and harassed by the mean students and the idea of being complimented by you didn’t even make it to her head

𖧊 you were too sweet for her taste. too smiley, too happy, too soft and too excited. her words, not mine. but damn, you were pretty

𖧊 not that she would ever tell you that, but being friends with you was better than spending her days alone or with the other two guys she had for friends but were nothing but drug buddies

𖧊 “dude, what the fuck is that?” she grunts at the second you show her one of your favorite songs by backstreet boys “it’s so cheesy!”

𖧊 you held her arms and made her dance with you and she was so embarrassed and tried to brush it off by complaining a lot but her eyes didn’t lie. she kinda enjoyed that

𖧊 then, late at night when she’s unable to sleep, she secretly listen to the too happy and annoying shit type of songs you liked just to think of you :(

𖧊 she eventually found herself enjoying the cranberries, spice girls and lots of your catchy pop or soft songs while doing chores and would never forgive herself for that

𖧊 at first, nat was easily annoyed by you. by your overwhelming enthusiasm and positivity and how you would always see the good in others even if they didn’t deserve

𖧊 however, that didn’t mean you wouldn’t speak up for her. if anyone was caught talking shit about nat, you were always the first one to have her back. “excuse me? hi. that’s my friend you are talking about and you might wanna apologize to her right now!”

𖧊 bless your heart you really tried to be scary like her. at least the intention was there right

𖧊 “i don’t need you to defend me,” she was already snarling at you but you could see in her eyes that she didn’t mean that. she just didn’t like being vulnerable in front of others

𖧊 nat was tough, she could take care of herself. you knew that but you couldn’t let anyone be mean to her

𖧊 “i know, but i care about you!” “yeah, whatever 🙄🙂”

𖧊 and it worked the other way around as well. a single threatening glance of nat was enough to make anyone scared of even saying your name. yes, you were a pain in her ass but she was the only one who could say that

𖧊 “but you just said she was annoying,” her friend kevin defends himself from her scary look. “don’t call her that, asshole”

𖧊 nat couldn’t invite you over to her house trailer so you would usually hang out at your house or secret places she knew

𖧊 nat is a really lonely and independent person and that’s a consequence of her unstable childhood. running away from the mess she had for parents, she eventually discovered a nice small park with pretty trees around and thought it would be the perfect hiding spot

𖧊 smoking with nat? obviously a must. you would give her the old speech saying that it was terrible for her physical and mental health (🤓☝️) even if you were 100% sure that she wasn't listening and was just giving you ironic commments. "you don't say, princess"

𖧊 deep down, very deep down, she appreciated you

𖧊 “kevin told me he caught you listening to backstreet boys yesterday” you smile at her, watching her messy bleached hair cover half of her face as she smokes

𖧊 “fucking kevin,” she mutters under her breath and it’s the perfect opportunity to play around with her. “aren’t you gonna deny it? wow, you must really like me, nat”

𖧊 “shut up, princess.”

𖧊 it was meant to be ironic but since the first time she called you that, you two were sure that it was nothing but a caring nickname and you were a complete sucker for it

𖧊 spending time together became a casual thing and as essential as breathing. that didn’t go unnoticed

𖧊 showing up to support her on a game day or just practice, holding a big sign with her name written with gliter gel pens and smiley faces and cheering so loud that people near you had to cover their ears

𖧊 thanks to that, she was so flustered that couldn't focus on the actual game

𖧊 classically, the yellowjackets would always make fun of her when you were around but especially when you weren’t. “are you happy that your girlfriend came to see you today?” van teases nat and suddenly she became their favorite subject to talk about

𖧊 “she’s not my fucking girlfriend!” she flips them off and storms off to hide how unbelievably red her cheeks were

𖧊 nat didn't take long to realize she felt different about you. but her doing your eyeliner to match her after you insisted didn't help. it was pretty hard to mantain her toughness when you were lying in bed with her on top, straddling you with face so close that you could smell the blunt in her breath

𖧊 "thanks, nat. what do you think?" you ask when she's done

𖧊 "not bad. thanks to me, obviously," she acts casually but she's like 🧍🏼‍♀️😊😮‍💨😵 seeing you with her goth ass makeup

𖧊 being jealous of you near anyone who would say hi to you was also a clear sign

𖧊 going from friends to lovers with nat would be something hard for her at first. she isn't used to trusting people that much. loving someone? what was she thinking?!

𖧊 this means that she would definitely push you away, intentionally or not, and would act weird for days until you finally confronted her

𖧊 and she tries to be rude to make you leave but it doesn’t work. eventually she opens up about her feelings, shaking and at the verge of tears, and you hug her tightly

𖧊 “i like you too, nat”

𖧊 holds your chin when kissing you 😵‍💫

𖧊 jealous girlfriend that was always there to keep an eye on you but wouldn’t say the words “i’m jealous” even if her life depended on it

𖧊 dating nat meant her having part time jobs to save money for weeks just to buy you something nice for your birthday or to take you to a special place in a special occasion. you cried like a baby

𖧊 you were aware that she struggled with money and you weren't rich either, so you kept things discreet. you would come to her with a tape with lots of songs that reminded you of her, "nat, you won't believe what i made you!"

𖧊 “i have no idea, baby..." but she definitely did cause you would do that at least twice a month

𖧊 she would be the first one to say “i love you” accidentally and got so stressed trying to fix her mistake with a cough but you had heard her and was freaking out, smile from ear to ear

𖧊 “you’re a moron, i love you” it took her five seconds to go from 😁 to 😧

𖧊 “i love you too.”

𖧊 when it comes to affection, i feel like she would be hesitant at first, not knowing what to do. having sex with random people was really different from wanting to show her love for you, it was harder

𖧊 realistically, nat wouldn't be the touchy type. she never really experienced affection from her parents (at least not in a long time), so it would be something new, but wouldn't be opposed to it once she realized how comforting it felt

𖧊 100% touch starved. you stroke her cheek once and she's tearing up already

𖧊 pretends to be bothered but always melts completely when you kiss her and loves to hold hands and intertwine fingers

𖧊 not everything was perfect and sharing feelings wasn’t easy for her. either way, you were always there for her, listening to her talk about her shitty parents or just comforting her after a bad day

BONUS!!!

𖧊 if the iconic barbie movie was released in the 90s, you would BEG her to wear pink clothes to go to the movies together and she would deny it every single time

𖧊 “but it would be so cute! we would match 🥺” you insisted, knowing that she was so close to cave in

𖧊 “it’s gonna make me look stupid, i don’t wear pink. quit it, princess,” nat nods, convinced that you would eventually forget about it

𖧊 a week later, nat is found at the movie theater looking like a damn flamingo

𖧊 “what happened to you? met an unicorn on the way here?” shauna mocks her as soon as she sees the blondie wearing a bright pink suit and black boots, matching your same color dress

𖧊 “shut up,” she gives them her middle finger

𖧊 “happy wife, happy life,” tai murmurs and she just nods, defeated. shauna, tai and van, all in pink thanks to your incessant pleas, followed her to get the tickets while you and jackie were excitedly buying snacks and pink popcorn containers shaped like barbie’s car

𖧊 (she definitely cried at the end and you had to kiss her tears away)

[urdepressedslut]

The Collection

♡ Pairing: tfatws!Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

♡ Summary: Bucky arrives home and panics when he notices you calling for him from your room, but upon entering— he realizes what you have been getting yourself into.

♡ Warnings: superrrrr fluffyyyy 🥹, slight panic, hints to paranoia, hints to PTSD, hints to bucky’s trauma, overall a comfort drabble

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A/N: i have been adding to my own squish mallow collection and thought of this 🥰 i’m unhealthily obsessed with squish mallows

Arriving back at your shared apartment, Bucky couldn’t help but notice the amount of time xtra large bags on the kitchen counter. He furrowed his brows in confusion and wandered to the fridge. Opening it in inspection, he didn’t see anything new or added.

You hadn’t gone grocery shopping…

He could hear faint shuffling from your shared room, and he couldn’t help but panic. His mind was brilliant at creating a problem from nothing. He was a professional over thinker— and sometimes it threatened to make his heart give out.

“Baby? I’m home!” He announced, shimmying off his jacket and making his way to the bedroom.

“James! Come quick— you gotta see something!” You said urgently.

He automatically thought the worst and all his suspicions were suddenly coming through. Visions of you hurt came to mind and he practically sprinted and busted through the door. The knob slamming into the wall with a loud thud.

“(Y/n)? You okay?!” He asked panicked.

His body relaxed at your calm state, only the look of confusion on your face. With a quick scan— he noticed there was nothing wrong with the room or you. In fact, if anything was different— it were the many new plushies on the bed.

Releasing a breath that he didn’t know he was holding in, and ran a hand through his hair.

“James honey— you alright? Just wanted to show you my new squishmallows.” You asked him worried, walking over to stand next to him.

Truthfully, if anything he was embarrassed that he’d let himself get in his head again. But after finding you perfectly fine, and organizing your plushies— which he found adorable— he felt fine. He was only happy that you were okay.

“M’fine baby, just thought you were in trouble is all.” He told you honestly.

You softened your gaze to him, grabbing his hand and hiding him to the bed. You gently pushed him down to sit, and he did so willingly.

“I didn’t mean to sound all panicky— was just excited to show you the new ones I got today!” You told him, smiling like the cheshire cat.

He chuckled, leaning back on his hands as he looked down at the medium sized squishmallows.

“You know— this is considered an addiction.” He pointed out.

You scoffed, waving him off like it was no big deal.

“Some consider it a hobby actually.” You defended.

He raised his brows in amusement, chuckling again when he saw you being so defensive. He thought you were adorable.

“You’re so cute.” He said out loud, causing your face to grow hot.

After all this time— he was still easily able to make you blush, flustered from his compliments.

You shook off the flush in your face, choosing to pick up a new squishmallow to show him. You held up a medium sized seal squishmallow, to which Bucky smiled at.

“This is a seal one, his name is Remmy.” You told him.

Bucky grabbed it from your hands, giving it a test hug and holding it while you grabbed another one. Next was a longhorn squishmallow, with a ring dangling from its nose.

“This is a bull one, his name is Shep.” You told him, giving it a hug and then passing it to Bucky.

You held back a giggle, Bucky holding the plushies to his chest an adorable sight. Such a tough man with these cute stuffed animals.

“I like his horns.” He noted, fiddling with the plushie.

You picked up the last one, being a bird squishmallow. You smiled wide as you looked at it, this one being your favorite.

“This is my favorite of the three. I think he’s a hawk or something, and his name is Sam.” You explained.

Bucky’s eyes went wide and he started laughing, dropping the other plushies on the bed, he reached out and grabbed the hawk and inspected it.

“Sam, really?” He asked chuckling.

You nodded your head with a sly smile.

“Does our Sam know about this?” He asked again.

“Definitely not— but I’m sure he’d appreciate it.” You told him.

You two laughed at the goofiness and you ended up being pulled by Bucky into the bed. He wrapped you up in his arms and the two of you started cuddling— just melting into each others embrace. The squishmallows surrounded you two while you both drifted off to sleep.

Nothing felt more perfect, nothing felt more right than being in his arms.

“Love you baby.” He whispered, kissing the top of your head.

“Love you more James.” You mumbled into his chest.

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[hearts4golbach]

Hey can I request y/n surprising Billie at the Grammys? Thanks

Double-Winner.

Billie Eilish x Fem!Reader.

a/n: sorry this is so short, i had no clue how to fulfill this tbh but i tried my best! hope you like it x

"bil, for the last time," I sighed heavily, "im not going to be able to make it. I'll make it up to you, I promise."

billie whined on the other end of the phone, "it's not the same, ma."

I continued packing my suitcase. "I know, babe, but you know I have a huge meeting that I can not miss."

she grumbled, "I know." I heard water running and movement. "Wish me luck." she muttered as she began to brush her teeth.

"i'll be manifesting for you," i joke, walking to the bathroom to prepare my toiletries. "You're going to win the grammy." i reassure her.

i could hear her take a deep breath and sigh. "Yeah, hopefully. i think i should go to bed, big day tomorrow." she cheesed.

"Alright," i say dramatically. "If you have to."

she made a kiss noise, "i love ya."

"i love you too. Text me when you're up." i kissed her back before she hung up.

i checked the time on my phone, silently thanking billie for hanging up at the perfect time. i zipped up my suitcase and threw on my slides before walking out of the house. i double-checked to make sure the door was walked before i drove off towards the airport.

the cool winter breeze caught me off guard as i stepped out of my warm car. i dreaded all of the airport security traffic. it took me forever to get through everything, but i had finally made it on the flight that would take me to surprise billie.

i found out 3 hours before she called me that the meeting was canceled, and i decided i was going to surprise her. i booked the fastest flight and sound one that was perfect. i was surprised it was still available.

i sat peacefully on the plane, drinking Sprite and eating the iconic honey roasted peanuts. of course, i spent the whole time worrying over billies' reactions. would she be mad that i lied to her? i pondered back and forth, defending each argument for yes and no over in my mind.

the loud, robotic sounding woman over the speakers awoke me from my sleep. i rushed to get off the plane as i only had 2 hours to make it in time to see billie. i went to the nearest airport restroom and changed into my stunning dress that i had been saving for a really special occasion. it was a long, ruby red silk slip dress. it had a slit in the right legs and was long enough to trail behind me. i had straightened my hair before i left, and it had managed to stay intact. i did quick but elegant makeup and called my Uber.

the wait for the Uber was spent getting cat called by older men while waiting for billie to text me back.

me: How's your morning going, babe? i miss you

billie ❤️: it's going good, just doing hair and make up

billie ❤️: you?

billie ❤️: i miss you sm mama

me: just been thinking about you

billie: i gotta go get dressed, text you after ❤️

me: sounds goood

the Uber arrived and took me to my hotel room, which i had to rush to get ready since i was running late.

i basically threw on the dress that complimented hers, so i had enough time for makeup. luckly, i didn't like to do heavy makeup.

whenever i was finally done, billie texted me.

billie ❤️: god everything reminds me of how much i wish you could be here.

billie ❤️: theres an extra seat at the table for some reason

me: hm thats weird, dont worry, though i have the live video pulled up right now

i lied as i climbed into the Uber. i told the man my destination, and he began driving. butterflies were building up, and i couldn't wait to see her reaction.

i made it right in time, making it in time for the music related awards. i chatted with Lizzie Grant, one of my favorite music artists, as i waited for billie to leave the table so i could sneak in.

whenever they finally announced the first award for "what was i made for?" she got up and walked onto the stage.

i slid into my seat quietly, waving to finneas and claudia, who were in on the surprise.

i admired billie on stage. i was so proud of her. I couldn't contain it. a stupid smile spread on my face as i saw her bright smile on stage.

"Thank you so much. i really couldn't have done it without y/n and finneas. i love you too, and im so sorry you couldn't be here, baby." she blew a kiss to the camera, which i knew there'd be edits of later on.

she walked back, thanking all the people who congratulated her as she walked by.

she was only a few feet away whenever she made eye contact with me. her face lit up, and her smile grew. she ran towards me, pulling me out of my chair and capturing me in a tight hug. she peppered my face in kisses before finally meeting my lips. she held her lips on mine, and i didn't want her to pull away.

"You actually made it!" she exclaimed, wrapping her arms around my waist.

"How could i miss it?! my meeting got rescheduled, but i was planning on surprising you anyway. so everything worked out in the end." i explained.

"When did you get here?" she asked, her smile never fading.

"literally 2 and a half hours ago." i laughed, my arms snaking around her neck. "im so proud of you, bil."

"Thank you, mama." she pecked my lips once more, "i love you."

"i love you more." i smiled, "youre amazing. you deserve this so much."

billie went on to win another grammy. needless to say, we celebrated a lot that night.

[bones4thecats]

If its not to much to ask, could I request ror character's ( Poseidon, Hades, Thor and Hermes) with a blind reader.

Also have been following along for 2 months now and I have been loving everything you write 💛

Type of Writing: Request Characters: Poseidon, Hades, Thor, and Hermes Name: {Character} Handling Their Blind S/O Requester: Anonymous

A/N: Aw! Thank you for following me for two months, Anon! And thank you for the compliment, I've been writing since I was really young and had my massive 'gacha-faze'. I wrote a small story that I called 'Emotionless', typical gacha-kid shit, I know🤣

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🔱 He was one of the first deities to actually be around you and not get annoyed

🔱 When Poseidon first met you, you were being guided by Proteus to his throne room because you were a new assistant that Hades had gotten to help work with connecting Poseidon to his brothers

🔱 At first the God of the Sea didn't hate you, but he didn't like you either, since you would occasionally bump into things

🔱 But, after a while, Poseidon began to sympathize for you, it wasn't your choice to be blind, after all!

🔱 Whenever you guys would go out, he would either have you grab his trident to make sure you stayed near him, or he'd hold your hand to keep you safe and nearby

🔱 Because you cannot see, sometimes you bump into him from behind, which prompted him to get some guards to be around you whenever he was busy with work

🔱 If you ever wanted to go out with someone, he keeps the same guards around you, it's not that he doesn't believe you can defend yourself, after all, you're in a relationship with the one described as emotionless and tyrannical-filled, but, he does it because he wants you to be completely safe, no matter what

🔱 It would hurt him far to much to know he could've done something to keep you safe

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💀 He met you on similar lines as Poseidon did

💀 Work was piling up, and he needed to get an assistant, so he had gotten you, who was recommended by Hermes, to help him out with the paper work

💀 You were an amazing helper, and while you helped him with paper work, his heart began to ache for you beyond anything he ever felt before

💀 Hades would smile and chuckle whenever you accidentally ran into something by accident

💀 He loves looking into your smooth and milky white eyes, it reminded him of looking into the sight of the moon at midnight throughout his childhood

💀 This Olympic brother smiles everytime you grab his hand to make sure you didn't run into anyone when attending a meeting or large gathering for either the Greek Pantheon or a combination of all different pantheons

💀 When attending meetings with his brothers or a Gods' Council meeting, he would have you either rest of his lap or sit right next to him, making sure you didn't accidentally move and get lost

💀 It happened once, and that was how you met Shiva's wives, Parvati, Kali, and Durga

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🌩️ Thor was used to being around people with different issues, since his father was half-blind

🌩️ When he met you, he had to protect you from Loki's taunting, since he could tell you were blind and had no idea what was going on

🌩️ And Thor cannot stand people being taunted without any form of defense, he finds it pathetic for the antagonist to prey on someone without any form of backlash ability

🌩️ He does not find you weaker because of your blindness at all, but he does enjoy it when you use your words against Loki

🌩️ Hearing him taunt you and then shut up once you mention how his voice reminds you of a dying cat being thrown against a barrel of rocks? Oh yeah, that is one of your keys in getting the God of Thunder to smile

🌩️ Thor always wants some kind of physical touch to make sure you were safe, since Mjölnir's handle was definitely far to large for your hands to hold tightly

🌩️ Whenever attending a meeting of any kind with him, Thor holds you close, making sure nobody, specifically Loki, took you away from his side

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📨 You were being talked about non-stop by Aphrodite, due to your condition of being completely blind

📨 Hermes was no doubt interested, since you had survived so long without being completely annihilated by an angered God

📨 He was very much known for his patience, and that was something you both gave off when meeting for the first time

📨 Aphrodite took you to meet the Greek Pantheon during a meeting, and when you spoke to Hermes with a small smile, despite being tormented by not seeing his face, he smiled back with equal joy

📨 You had grown up with this condition, so your way of direction was decent, but when Aphrodite had to speak with the God of the Sun, Apollo, alone, Hermes stuck beside you so you didn't sun into a God that may get the wrong idea

📨 Zeus

📨 He and you definitely practice your sense of direction often, so, whenever he was sent out on a message-spree, he would occasionally take you with, so you got used to Valhalla

📨 But, whenever he couldn't, he'd give you to a fellow God, most likely being Hades, Aphrodite, Heracles, or even Apollo

[stormblessed95]

Watching Are You Sure?! EP 5

A reminder of how I do these reaction posts as I watch things. I just write my reactions and thoughts down literally they happen. Think more of a bullet point format. I'll include links when I can to videos, thanks to the people who twt who upload clips. And at the end, I'll do a better wrap up of all my opinions. I hope everyone enjoyed the show so far!!

Chef JK! Salt bae JK! Absolutely smitten and endeared Jimin!

Jimin absolutely indulging and encouraging JKs cooking enjoyment by asking him questions about his process was so cute. Tae giving such earnest compliments

The way Jikook chugged their Soju lmao damn guys

Jimin making ssam to feed the staff and JK saying no perilla leaves was Hysterical only because of the whole perilla leaf history he has 😂🤣

JK popping open the Soju in increasingly silly ways while Jimin watched absolutely endeared and smitten once again. Until Tae accused him of teaching JK that and he had to defend himself lol

Jimin calling JK very handsome 🥰

Only 2 months until their service 🥺

Them talking about how they don't think they will fight at all when enlisted together..only help each other. And JK saying he hopes they even sleep right next to each other. No one can say they both didn't desperately want to do this together!

Jimin never letting JK elbowing him in his sleep go!

Jimin so demurely petting and loving on the cat while JK runs, jumps, playing and acts crazy while loving on the puppy is so them and so funny 😂

Vminkook car karaoke 😍😍😍

Jimin sneaking out of the pool to go spray JK who was still inside on his phone lol

Vmin teaming up on JK as soon as he gets in. Lol pretty sure Jimin probably pinches his butt behind that wall 😂 and his nipples at one point too lol

Taking turns sleeping on the bottom of the pool 😂

Poor Jimin got water up his nose lmao!

JK pulling Jimin to the top of the pool by his hair was a CHOICE lol he pulled it knowledgeably at least 😅😭😂🤣 I know too much about them at this point. Honestly

Too many fun under water games 😂🥰💜

JK playing a prank on Jimin and locking him out of the house lmao and him signing that he is annoying and to open at him 😂🤣

JK saying he is cold and Jimin starting to open his arms like he is going to hug him 💜

Not them having a towel fight 😂🤣🤣

Tae fully just claimed Jimin's bed and made Jikook choose the other two. Lmfao and the way they fought over who had to take the lower bed, but in a "no no, I'll do it's way 😍

Jimin waking up and first thing going to snuggle JK 😭🥰😭🥰

And then we cut and somehow Jimin lost his shirt and is waking JK up very obnoxiously lmao

Tae leaving early in the morning to go golfing with the Wooga squad! Look at him splitting his time so effectively and probably taking a break from the jikookery lol

JK photosynthesizing 🤣🤣🤣🤣

Jimin taking forever to get ready and JK trying to hustle him along was peak domestic behavior lmfao

Jimin wearing the perfume because JK said he likes it 🥰 cuteeee

Tae getting dropped off for their next meal all together and the Vmin hug 💜

Jikook telling Tae they were up till 4am and Jimin fell asleep phone scrolling?! Lol what were y'all doing all night?? You need more sleep! I say, typing this at midnight my time lol

I need my babies to stop counting calories 😭

Tae ruffling JKs hair and him trying on Tae's glasses is soooo cute! Jimin trying them on too! They all look so good in everything.

Not them arguing over if it's ham or pink sausage. Lmfao JK getting so upset about it that he asked the waitress and his "hah" back at Jimin over it! Lmfao Jimin being like whooo hey. It's just food. And their "apologies" to each other. Lol! They are so extra over everything lol How come Tae started this argument and it ended up mostly between Jikook 🤣🤣🤣🤣

Jimin basically telling JK he is happy if JK is happy 🥰 he loves him ❤️

"JK drinking soda means round 3 has just begun" lol Jimin showing off his JK knowledge 😂

Tae spent most of this episode when not actively playing with Jikook on his phone. Part of me wishes we got to see more of him with his other friends too, but I'm glad he made time to hang out with Jikook before they all enlisted too 🥰

Tae baby was so sleepy! He slept through the whole car ride basically and then came back to nap fully too. Jimin woke him up so softly 🥰

JK at a restaurant in NY while doing Golden promo alone with staff and immediately thinking about how he wants to make it for Jimin because "Jimin would love it" is so freaking cute and precious and sweet

JK didn't just cook stew for Jimin or Vmin, but for the entire staff. And I love him so much for that. The sweetest human he is

Jimin napping while JK cooks too 🥰

Jimin somehow lost his shirt at some point while everyone was coming to get food. Lol who knows why, maybe it's just titties out as appreciation for the cook? 😂😂

Both Jikook expressing that they loved having V there and that he helped make it so fun and that a maknae line trip made them feel really young again. And you could tell too. They were so silly! I love these 3 so much!!

Wrap up Thoughts:

So Jikook knew by the end of September that they would enlist together. And the palpable relief they both clearly felt over that was so so clear. This 100% made the experience way more tolerable for them. I'm so glad that they have each other. The difference in the way they talk about military service, especially JK, in the US and in Jeju is striking. In the US, JK started playfully smacking Jimin when he would bring it up, it caused him tension and anxiety and he clearly didn't want to talk about it, especially on camera. While here in Jeju, they know they will be together and they are relaxed, making jokes, expressing their happiness about getting to go together. Expressing their surety about how nice and helpful it will be to have the other there and their faith and trust in each other. How they want to wake up to each other. It's beautiful

I don't like calling any of the members 3rd wheels unless it's stupidly obvious it's a joke, but this episode Tae was third wheeling a bit at times. Jikook seem to have a tendency to hyper focus on each other at times during conversation. When they were all playing and being silly, I never once got 3rd wheel vibes. Only during times of heavy conversation while they were eating. Tae also kept pulling out his phone. He was clearly in touch with amother group of friends during that time as well who were also in Jeju, and him trying to split so much of his attention also probably fed a bit of those third wheel vibes a bit too. I'm so glad he was there with them though. Jikook also were as well. They all had such a good time together and seeing them and sharing in the love they all share is so healing for me personally. I hope Tae had the best time on Jeju with them and his Wooga Squad too! 💜💜💜

And that's all I've really got for this episode. It was a lot of mostly just sleeping and eating and playing this episode! Lol I can't wait to see what Sapporo brings!

[l0velynalani]

"𝙰𝙽𝙶𝙴𝙻 𝙾𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙶𝙴"

summary:Your a famous singer who met a drunk Chuuya at a bar you two make conversation and exchange numbers a day later he calls you and arranges a date at a cafe to which he regonizes you as the famous singer you are when your song plays on the radio.

pairings: Chuuya x famous singer!reader

Warnings:Alchol mentioned,mild swearing,slight OOC

Y/N-your name | L/N-last name | S/N- Stage name

^^he's so adorable (✿˵•́ ᴗ •̀˵) 

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I like to imagine Chuuya met you not knowing you were a singer cause he doesn't care whether you can sing or not he just likes YOU

But in order for him to not recognize you he’d probably be drunk or at a bar when he gets your number and starts talking to you before he slowly but surely realises you look a bit too familiar not like a “do I know you?” but as in “have I seen you somewhere?” (IFYKYK)

So when you two meet up at your usual bar and YOUR SONG starts playing on the radio he’ll be confused as to why your embarrassed

Also yk how most signers have a stage name? (Ex.doja cat,megan thee stallion,nicki manji etc) I like to imagine he realises and is so impressed by your hidden (not so much..) talent!

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It was around 11pm on a friday when you opened the door to a dimly lit bar where a redhead who looks like he's had one too many,but then again you came to drink too not to judge.

Sitting down at the poseur table beside him you flag down the bartender and order a shot gaining (drunk) Chuuyas attention “woahh you don't look like a drinker~?” his speech is slurred due to the alcohol but you can't help but find it adorable.”you come here often?” you question him as he laughs he was an oddball when he was drunk “nah I'm a busy man with busy stuff to do. Name’s Chuuya Nakahara and you aree-?”

You chuckle as you cut him off “names Y/n L/n I like your fedora reminds me of a video game character” you compliment him but he doesn't quite get it “you think my hat looks fake?!” he's appalled (it's not that deep Chuuya) you wave your arms out in an attempt to defend yourself “WHAT NO? I just meant your hat looks cool” you get defensive trying to explain yourself as you hear faint giggles “well thank you” again I repeat Chuuya is NOT Chuuya when he's drunk.

Eventually, your small talk turns into conversation which blooms into laughs and giggles which then transforms into exchanging numbers.Unfortunately, it's cut short when one of the port mafia limos come to pick him up “I really like you Nakahara,call me when you're sober if you want. We can arrange a date so I can get to know you more.” you say walking with him towards the car door “I’ve got your number I’ll make sure to call.” he winks at you before getting in the backseat of the limo and driving off.

About a day later around 4pm you're on a walk in a park, gold rays falling on your E/C pools as your hair gets caught in the wind. Your thoughts zoned out anywhere but in your head but you’re soon snapped out of it to a ringing phone, it was your phone. “Hello” you speak to the other line, stopping to sit at a park bench “It’s Chuuya, you still down for that date?” he can hear you giggling from his pov “alright pretty boy,where do you wanna go?” you decide to entertain this “meet me at a cafe at 8pm i'll send you the location,Oh and it's all on me you don't need to bring any money” then he hung up ,kinda mysterious???

Once you're finally ready you go outside and walk up the sidewalk to the cafe where Chuuya is already waiting “hey gorgeous ready for our date?” He says smirking like he just won an award.He opens the door for you as the familiar smell of coffee and baked goods flood your senses,it's warm, you already like the location choice as Chuuya makes it better by pulling your chair for you to sit down.Once you two get to chatting a familiar sound reaches your ear playing from the radio,its a song,It’s YOUR song.The read on your cheeks made it obvious you were somewhat embarrassed as soon as the song played which brung Chuuyas banter to a halt trying to find out what was wrong with you. Did you not like the food? Or..did you not like him “Hey..so uh you like the music it's from my favourite artist S/N..hah-” he gets nervous his insecurities taking over.”Oh yeah just kinda awkward hearing a song I sang” hes dumbfounded “what.?” it takes him a few minutes of brief silence before realising “WAIT A FUCKING SECOND.. YOU’R S/N????”

Lets just say you became more than just his favourite artist that day.

[the-s1lly-corner]

Can you do TADC cast x reader with an amazing singing voice? And what each member thinks of their voice. Like let's say they just one day hear the reader singing in the halls to themselves or something, what would be their reaction

TADC cast finding out the reader has a good singing voice!

i think ive done a singer!reader before but too be fair iirc correctly those are with a reader who sings to cope... plus it was only for about half the cast, i think! speedrunning this since im answering this while i got something in the oven YAHOO

CAINE:

i think he would first hear you after mindlessly barging into your room. like usually hes good with knocking, but i think sometimes he gets so antsy to see you that he just. invites himself in. thats an issue for a different post, i think. so imagine he finds you singing to yourself in your room... and you sound so amazing... oh he would be in love with you, even more... assuming this is romantic, of course! though i guess thats the default for these kinds of posts.... that aside, i think he would start to ask for you to sing for him alllll the time. its like hearing an angel singing... or perhaps even a siren, given how it draws him right in... adds that to his long list of things about you that he gushes about you

POMNI:

writing her right after i do ragathas but i think that her reaction would be similar... just minus the successful getaway; she would probably trip on something behind her while shes trying to slink away; thus alerting you and stopping your song. tries to stammer out an apology before just blurting out that she heard something; heard you singing and that she didnt mean to intrude but it just sounded so..... alluring? is that the correct word? very bad at trying to defend herself, though is there really anything that she needs to defend herself against? its not like she did something bad, she just walked in on you doing something innocent.... needless to say, i think it would be awkward between the two of you for at least a short period of time... perhaps you offer to sing to her... would that still make it awkward, or would it dismiss it? up to you, my silly reader!

RAGATHA:

probably finds you singing to yourself while cleaning and/or tidying up one of the common areas of the circus after jax's prank leaves it particularly messy! doesnt interrupt you, in fact you might try to quietly back out of the room... i mean she didnt know you could sing, and you never sang around her, plus given that youre doing it while no one else is around... well it would get into her head that this is something personal and private for you. whether or not thats true is up to you, though! i do think her curiosity would eat away at you though, and with thinking about your voice, it would lead to her asking about it. keeping this open ended for you to expand upon this yourself, you could explain to her what music means to you and perhaps you offer to sing to her... shrugs

JAX:

honestly i think he would try to mess up your singing, like it could be his first time hearing you sing and he could be totally captured by your talent; but the asshole in him is telling him to do what he does best. its like setting a glass down when theres a cat nearby. something is bound to happen; you know? like do i think he would sneak around you and form some elaborate prank thats going to dunk slime all over you while youre singing? no, no no not at all. in fact i dont think jax would do that to his actual close friends or partner.... now to zooble or gangle, yeah definitely.... though to be fair he is comfortable with teasing the idea of putting centipedes in ragathas room, knowing that shes deathly afraid of them; and they seem to be decent friends... but im getting off track... no, i think he would just call out a random word while youre focusing on your lyrics; which makes you repeat him and thus breaking your focus

though, he does make up for kind of complimenting you

not quite a sour patch kids kinnie since he doesnt have the sweet part nailed down </3

KINGER:

okay cute idea. while most of the other characters (if not all since im writing everyone out of order) find you singing on accident... imagine you sing to him to try to calm him down after a particularly rough day that leaves him more antsy and anxious than usual. i think depending on the song, if you pick the right one it calms his down real nicely. maybe im biased, but rises the moon... my beloved... cough coughs

anyways... i dont think he would ask you to sing, not because he doesnt like your voice. no he just doesnt want you to feel forced to do it plus i mean... your digital vocal cords can get worn down... maybe... actually i dont think they would?? digital bodies are... weird.. might be a case of temporary strain that doesnt stick but the point still stands, he doesnt want ANY harm or discomfort to come to you; physically or otherwise!

ZOOBLE:

not much impresses zooble, but even with that being said i think they would be able to recognize talent when there is... well talent! though, they are bad at showing their emotions; at least not the ones that are more positive if that makes sense! given their general attitude as well as their flatter voice, a lot of the genuine compliments they give you upon first hearing you sing may come off as sarcastic... or maybe they dont, since you guys may or may not be close and know that this is just how zooble is. they arent going to shower you in compliments like caine, or ask you to sing for them. thats just not how they are, and they simply treat your singing as another part of you! not to say that its not worth gushing over; its just that... gushing isnt really something zooble.... does... you know?

GANGLE:

stealing from kinger but imagine singing to her to help calm her down or get her mind off of something... like i think she would be entranced.. or perhaps confused because now that im thinking about it more imagine youre crying to your partner and they start to just. sing...

shh we can pretend that gangle just enjoys your voice..! finds it very pretty, but also like kinger i dont think she would ask you to sing for her often out of fear of making you feel forced to do it. plus gangle, at least to me, seems like the type to not want to ask anyone for anything for fear that it will make her an annoyance or inconvenience. poor girl... absolutely loves your singing, though

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ઇ ˚ ݂ ֹ ꒰ miguel o’hara 𝓍 fem!civilian!reader ꒱ ! ۟ ׅ ♡

ׄ   ׅ ྀ 𝓢𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘. you visit the spider society and never realized how many spider-people exists. you meet various people and make new spidey friends. besides making new friends, you also learn something about miguel but it’s not what you’d expect.

ׄ   ׅ ྀ 𝓒𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓. fluff (for the most part), pet names, swearing, jealousy, spider society shenanigans, angsty ending

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holy shit. this place is gigantic yet so alluring. you never realized how many spider-people existed. there is an infinite number of them, such a phenomenon. but also different variations of them. there’s a pig, who you like very much, a cat, numerous peters, and even a goddamn t-rex. absolutely extraordinary.

this place is like a modern atlantis. prosperous and alluring with a large population of phenomenal beings. large and discrete yet vibrant.

miguel sneak glances at you, drinking in your awestruck expression. the way your eyes scan each detail of the place, filled with astonishment. the corner of your lips raised, grinning from ear to ear. the soft quiet gasps that elicits from those exact lips. you may be awestruck by the place but him, on the other hand, is awestruck by you. miguel likes seeing you impressed and captivated by the society, a sense of pride flows in his veins. but in full honesty, he just really likes your little reactions. thankfully for his mask, no one can see the slight smirk underneath it.

while he gives a little history lesson of the society, a woman with orange glasses approaches you both. you notice a very visible baby bump.

“brought a friend, miguel?” she asks teasingly with a smirk, resting one hand on underneath her bump while the other on her hip.

wait — that voice sounds familiar. oh! she’s the woman from the watch.

the tall spider-man rolls his eyes at the pregnant woman. “hilarious, jess.” he deadpans.

she ignores him and turns her attention to you. “i’m jessica but you can call me jess. it’s nice to finally meet the girl he’s been obsessing about.” the woman smiles as she offers her hand for a shake, ignoring the death glare from her colleague.

you raise your eyebrows, mirroring her smile. “oh believe me, i know. i’m [y/n].” you shake her hand.

now he knows your name. it’s pretty, like you. after all this time, miguel never asked for it. supposedly the arguments and chitchats made him forget or just never thought of doing so. at least he now knows. that name is imbedded in his memory.

“so he’s been giving your the dreadful history lesson about this place, huh?” she retracts her hand, placing back on her hip like before.

miguel shoots her a glare she’s familiar with and yet, as always, never bothered her.

you snort. “yeah although i gotta admit, it’s quite interesting.” you flash him a small smile before turning your gaze back at the pregnant woman.

his eyes widen a bit at your smile, a sign of appreciation. you basically defended him and that surprises miguel wholeheartedly. normally, whenever he discusses the backstory of developing the society, all he would get in return are yawns and half-lidded eyes with the word ‘boredom’ written on their forehead. but with you, he has your full attention. how you’re attentive to each word he says. that makes his heart skip a beat. someone who actually listens to him; his story. he appreciates it, deeply.

“so you’re a pregnant spider-woman. that is so badass.” you compliment.

jessica chuckles, rubbing her swollen belly with one hand. “it’s quite the challenge but i manage.” a faint beep comes from her watch, making her take a glance at it before looking back at you and miguel. “well, time to kick some butt. it was nice meeting you, [y/n].” she offers a smile before walking away.

you return the smile then turn back to miguel. “i like her, total badass.”

“she’s one of our best.” he said as you two continue walking through the hallway.

more spider-people walk past you both. majority of them greet you with smiles and waves, you reciprocate. miguel watches from the corner of his eye, observing how kind you are to them, taking mental note of the difference between how you treat them and him. no sass, no sneaky remarks. just all smiles and being polite. interesting, he thought.

another spider-person approached you, a badass punky looking spider-man this time. he has facial piercings, a vest with spikes on the shoulders and a matching choker. this spider-man intrigues you.

miguel groans internally at the sight of one of his least favorite spiderlings, pinching the bridge of his nose. just shocking great, he thought to himself.

“well ‘ello beautiful.” the punky looking spider-man greets you with a smirk, hands nestled in his vest pockets. “whatcha ya name, pretty?”

you smile at his british accent, giving your name.

“pretty name for a pretty little lady. the name’s spider-punk but you can just call me hobie.” he smiles, offering a wink at you.

hints of pink stain your cheeks, smiling bashfully at the charming brit. “cool name. love the vest.” you gesture at his punky-looking vest.

miguel glares at the interaction, hating every ounce of it. hobie’s flirtatious antics always pisses him off, it’s annoying. however, it is even more irritating since it’s you who he is flirting with.

hobie catches miguel’s jealous glare, even through his mask, which causes him to smirk mischievously. to piss him off more, hobie drapes an arm around your shoulders and gently pulls you closer to him. “why don’t i show ya the rest of the place? make things more entertaining than whatever the bossman is telling ya.” he flashes a smirk at you then miguel.

miguel has never wanted to punch someone so badly. those brown irises were replaced with red ones, glaring at the punk’s arm wrapped around your shoulders. miguel wants to pull you away from this imbecile, considering hobie a ‘bad influence.’ but in reality, he doesn’t want you alone with him, replacing his job as the tour guide. your tour guide.

“don’t you have a mission to complete?” miguel glares at the punk, annoyance and anger in his tone.

hobie shoots him a smug smirk. “just did, bossman.” he looks back at you. “what do ya say, little lady?”

“she’s fine with me.” miguel said through gritted teeth, the eyes of his mask narrowed.

“i think that’s up to her, boss.” the punky-looking spider looks back at you, a small smile on his face, patiently waiting for your answer.

heat rose in your cheeks as. you look up at him with fluttering lashes. “sure.” you flash him a bashfully smile, forgetting about miguel in that moment.

the poor spider-man 2099 feels abandoned by your answer. a painful stab to the chest. choosing hobie over him, replacing him as your tour guide. what the fuck? that isn’t fair, hobie’s mischievous ass stealing you from him, interrupting your tour. the tour that he was giving until this very moment.

hobie glances up and winks at him, earning himself a death glare. “let’s go, pretty. i’ll show ya the cool stuff.” and with that, hobie lures you away, keeping that arm wrapped around your shoulders.

standing in utter defeat, and perhaps disbelief too, miguel sadly watches you walk away with hobie. his eyes twitch at the sight, fists rapidly opening and closing at his sides. he can’t believe that little shithead, stealing you from him. he isn’t possessive of you. no, never. you’re just a random civilian who he happens to talk to. friends? somewhat acquainted, maybe? miguel has no right feel this way about you. but the unpleasant thought of some other guy doing his job for him, hanging out with you. his heart stings of jealousy but also sadness.

catching one last glance of you until you’re no longer in sight, he lets out a sad sigh. feeling angry and abandoned, miguel retreats to his office for the rest of the day. maybe participating a random missions would take his mind off of things. maybe, and hopefully, he’ll catch you later when you’re by yourself so you two can resume your conversation.

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“and this is my favorite place.” hobie gestures at the cafeteria with one free hand while the other is still draped over your shoulders.

you softly giggle. “can’t go wrong with food.”

he flashes a smirk before you both wander off to the cafeteria. various spider-people sat at the tables while others wait in line for their food. you glance at the menu, one item specifically catches your attention which makes your mouth drop in surprise.

“oh my god. there’s a burger of miguel’s face? that’s fucking hilarious.” you point at the picture of the miguel burger displayed on the menu screen.

“yep. quite good, to be honest. of course the man hates it so we kept it.” a playful smirk on his lips.

you can’t help but laugh. oh you wait can’t wait to make fun of him about this later. you can already imagine the iconic frown of his, how embarrassed he would be. another thing to shit on him about.

a blonde haired girl approached you, a slice of pizza in her hand. beside her is a boy dressed in a black spider-man with a red logo. he seems to be munching on something, a pastry of some sort. they seem to be a few years younger than you.

“hey hobie! who’s this?” the blonde girl asks, smiling.

hobie gently tugs you closer by the shoulders. “this pretty little lady is [y/n].”

you smile and wave at them both, they reciprocate.

“hi! i’m gwen! this is miles.” she gestures at the boy next to her. “you don’t look like a spider-person.” she jokes, taking a bite of her pizza.

“oh no. i’m not a cool super being like you guys, just a normal boring human.” you shrug with a smile.

“a cool human.” hobie adds, smiling at you which makes you blush a little.

“well, nice to meet you, [y/n]. it’s actually cool to meet someone here who’s not a spider-person. do you work here?” gwen asks with a smile.

you shake your head. “no! i’m just visiting. miguel wanted to show me this place — well, i begged him to but still.” a soft chuckle at the end.

the two teens stare at you with wide eyes, visibly dumbfounded by your words.

“wait — miguel brought you here?” miles asks.

“are you his girlfriend?” gwen adds in abruptly.

your eyes widen in shock, quickly shaking your head as panic kicks in. “no no! i’m not his girlfriend. oh god no. that man is too much. he just saved my ass a couple of times and are sorta friends, that’s all.”

jeez, the way your heart started beating rapidly at that accusation was insane. they really thought you were his girlfriend? well sure — he did bring you here, that you begged for him to do.

oh shit — does everyone else think the same?

“ohhh gotcha. it’s true tho, he can be a little wild. yelling at people and throwing stuff sometimes.” miles elaborated, munching on his empanada.

your eyebrows raise in surprise, blinking a few times. throws stuff? yells at people? damn, that guy has some serious anger issues.

“hey, you wanna eat with us? then maybe we can show you more of the place after.” gwen suggests.

your eyes perk up at the suggestion. “yeah sure! plus, i’m starving.”

everyone laughs at your joke. looks like you made new friends. spider friends, to be exact. you already love this place, should definitely visit often.

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the spider teens are probably the sweetest and funniest people you’ve ever met. after lunch, you met their friends pavitr and margo. they continued on giving you a tour of the society before a mission was called for. today, you made new friends. you like really hobie, a lot. everything he does or say is just mesmerizing. he even invited you to come hang out in his universe anytime. oh for sure you’re gonna take up that offer. a day with hobie sounds fun.

one of the spider-men, webslinger, who’s such a gentleman with a thick western accent, escorts you back to miguel’s office on his horse. you’ve never done horseback riding so that was a new experience. besides hobie, you also really like webslinger, you nicknamed him ‘cowboy’ and he adores it.

as you walk to his office, it appears no one’s here. he’s probably on a mission. left alone with your curious mind, you wander around the office. there seems to be a desk with a chair, so you decide to walk over and take a seat. there’s nothing on the desk other than a button which seemed a bit odd. you simply mind your business and pull out your phone from your back pocket. while scrolling through social media, your elbow accidentally hits the button as you rest it on the desk, making you gasp.

“oh shit!” you curse, almost falling off the chair in shock as multiple orange screens suddenly appear in front of you. “whoa…” the screens display various information and images of spider society and multiverse shenanigans. you stare in awe, eyes wandering at each screen with quick glances. at the bottom left corner, secluded from the rest of the screens, there’s a small file icon.

FILE NAME ˒˒ GABRIELLA

your eyebrows furrow in confusion at the file name. who’s gabriella? just as your finger tips hovers over the file button, you pause. what if this is personal? why else would it be secluded from the rest of the screens? you shouldn’t snoop through miguel’s stuff. you knew better than that. as you lean away, your foot slips, making you gasp and accidentally tap the file button. a screen appears in front of you. it’s a video of a little girl and a man. oh wow the man looks handsome, like utterly handsome. is that miguel? that’s who’s under the mask? damn, those plump lips makes sense. as you look closely, they both have dark chocolate hair, similar features like almost identical, like she’s a mini version of him. you put the pieces together, a mind-blowing reveal.

she is his daughter.

he is a father.

it shows the little girl sitting on top of on his shoulders. she has food in her hand like ice cream or something like that. she shoves it in miguel’s face after his fail attempt to stop her, making them both laugh. your heart melts at the sight, how adorable the little girl is. an exact replica of her father. miguel, on the other hand, looks happy. what surprises you more is his smile. how genuinely happy he looks, being a lovely and caring father.

“DON’T WATCH THAT!” an angry voice shouts from behind, making your body shiver in fear.

you swiftly turn around to find miguel, his mask gone and face revealed with the most pissed off expression ever. those crimson eyes glare at you like daggers, ready to kill its prey right now the spot. his talons and fangs stick out. you’ve never been so terrified in your life, almost pissing your pants.

“oh shit! i’m sorry! i didn’t—“ he cuts you off by stomping towards the screen and shuts it off, vanishing from the rest.

“NO ONE’S ALLOWED TO SEE THAT! WHY THE FUCK DID YOU LOOK AT THAT?!” his yelling echoes throughout the office, ringing in your ears. others could definitely hear it from outside.

your heart pounds immensely in your chest, glossy eyes widen in total fear. your body shakes and hands become clammy. your anxiety at its peak right now.

“i — i didn’t mean to… i’m sorry…” a voice crack in your voice, making you sound weak and afraid.

“are you that fucking stupid?! jesus, your annoying ass begged me to bring you here and now you’re snooping through my stuff?! what’s wrong with you?!” miguel heavily glares at you, chest heaving like almost panting, clenched fists at his sides.

you don’t know what else to say other than stare in fear, flinching at his harsh words, stepping back from him. you’re at the brink of bursting into tears. he was right, what the fuck is wrong with you? snooping through his personal stuff like an intruder, a total fucking idiot. even though it was an accident, you still watched it. god you hate yourself for that.

miguel notices your teary eyes and his expression softens immediately. that stabs him in the fucking heart. those ruby irises turn back to brown, his talons now gone. guilt begins plaguing his body as he looks at your frighten state. what has he done?

“i — i’m sorry. i didn’t mean to—“ he takes a step forward with a hand reaching out to you but you take a big step away from him, making his heart crack.

you shake your head, avoiding his angry gaze, afraid to look back. “no… it’s — it’s my fault… i’m sorry…” without looking at him, you turn on your heel and rush out of his office. strings of tears ran down your cheeks, exiting his office with sniffles.

standing there with slumped shoulders and an arching heart, miguel watched you leave. guilt stabs him in the chest. why the fuck did he yell at you like that? you didn’t deserve that. there’s nothing wrong with you, it’s actually what is wrong with him. he scared you and made you run off. letting out a loud grunt of anger and frustration, miguel slams his fists on the desk which it echoes in his office, causing two indents. he lowers his head into his hands, sighing out of frustration. the self-loathing increases.

what has he done?

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[world0fmadness]

TWO IS BETTER THAN ONE

øystein “ euronymous ” aarseth x reader x varg “ count grishnackh ” vikernes

♡ general throuple dating headcanons for euronymous and varg!

୨୧ this can be read as standalone headcanons or continuation headcanons to totally crushing <3

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reading music recommendations: suffer eternally by zetra - bodies as driftwood by downfall of gaia

♡ to be honest, i don’t think the rivalry between euronymous and varg would change much when they both begin dating you…

୨୧ their rivalry very much still remains strong, they still dislike a lot of things about each other and they still think the other is not good enough for you!

♡ even during sex, when the both of them are deep inside of you, they seem to challenge each other, trying so hard to outdo each other

୨୧ they’ll stare at each other whilst thrusting into you, eyed slightly slanted as they glare at each other and their mouths dropped open as they breathe heavily, each trying to prove that their cock is the one making you moan that loud, not the others…

♡ they do not see how this just looks really sexual between the two, they absolutely will call you delusional if you point it out

“ what?! no, it’s not sexual! we don’t like each other, you know this… you should see it in our eyes! there is nothing sexual there… you’re crazy ” ( varg will say it with such confidence as he moves his hands around wildly, as if trying to strengthen his defence, euronymous sits and nods his head, agreeing but not vocally because he doesn’t like agreeing with varg much )

୨୧ the only time euronymous will ever openly agree with varg is when he compliments you or when they’re scaring off some guy who didn’t know them

♡ those are the only times that they will actually unite a whole lot, maybe sometimes even defending the other when you’re calling someone out for talking shit about them! it’s kind of like, only they can talk shit about each other

୨୧ when the three of you move into an apartment together and share a bed, you have to sleep in between then, they cannot touch skin with each other…

♡ at least, not when they’re awake! usually when you guys fall into a deep sleep, their legs will become tangled with each other’s within yours and their arms will be brushing up against each other as they rest atop your waist

୨୧ when you wake up before them, you’ve definitely made them hold hands in their sleep and they always think it’s your hand so they tighten their hands as you try to stifle a laugh

♡ usually they’ll drop each other’s hands before they wake up though so thankfully, you do not have to witness them get all petty and supposedly just so grossed out by having held each other’s hand

୨୧ euronymous is a total blanket hog in bed though…

♡ not even half way through the night he’ll be snatching the blanket off of you and varg, pulling it all over to him and up to his chin in his sleep! luckily varg runs hot though so you just cuddle into him a little more and let euronymous have the damn blanket

୨୧ in the cold norwegian winters, varg is more likely to wake up to it and call him out though

“ øystein! fucking asshole, you’re hogging the damn blanket, give some back to them… fuck! ” ( they both absolutely call each other by their birth names just to annoy each other more, like an old ass married couple )

♡ he only even calls him out for you though because again, varg runs hot but he just doesn’t want you being cold and without a blanket because of the “ oversized cat ” hogging the blankets in your bed

୨୧ as i mentioned in totally crushing, they’re insanely childish when it comes to having to share you

♡ when walking together, you have to hold each of their hands as they walk on either side of you because if you don’t, they’ll have a tiny pout on their face and walk a bit slower with their arms tightly crossed up against their chest until you notice and grab their hand too

୨୧ i’d honestly say the most petty and childish person would probably be varg, he’s just… like that!

♡ though euronymous is insanely close to being on the exact same level as varg when it comes to pettiness and childishness

୨୧ due to varg being vegan, euronymous will usually eat more kebab around him just to be petty and annoying! you’ll always give him a little telling off but varg just takes the opportunity to seem like the bigger man and tell you it’s fine

♡ but he won’t do that if you’re vegan too, or if you turn vegan after varg tells you a bunch about it?

୨୧ oh varg is so smug about that, because yes! he turned you vegan and now euronymous is grouchy because now he can’t go and get kebab with you :(

♡ honestly i think people would just be so confused as to how you’re managing to date both of them just due to how much they seem to despise each other…

୨୧ but i do think that sometimes, just sometimes, they would have their moments together

♡ not insanely fluffy moments but definitely not hateful or spiteful moments!

୨୧ little things like euronymous passing varg an ingredient he needs as he passes by him in the kitchen to grab some coke from the fridge

♡ you’ll almost always catch these moments, hiding your small smirk behind your hand as they don’t say a word to each other

୨୧ one of the many amazing perks to have two boyfriends is that no other man will ever, ever approach you… no way in hell!

♡ no knowledgable man would approach you if you dated just one of them due to the rumours that surround them let alone both of them?

୨୧ yeah, just no way! they drive off any man from trying stuff with you, they’ve made it very clear to people that you’re theirs…

♡ another perk is that you now have two whole lots of sweaters and band t-shirts to steal!

୨୧ varg’s bathory sweater? yeah, i just know it’s so comfy! euronymous’ mayhem crop top? sure, if you want, it’ll most likely fit!

♡ they probably try to be annoyed when they notice some of their stuff has made it’s over way into your section of the wardrobe but they can’t be, not really… they both really like when you wear their clothes! they think you look cute, it’s one of the major things they can both agree on right alongside their shared love for you

୨୧ have they accidentally worn each other’s clothes before?

♡ yes, absolutely! but they never even notice due to how similar their sides of the wardrobe are, only you’ve ever noticed and you’ll never point it out because you know how they’ll be about it <3

[transfemlogan]

(both the same image one is underwater though)

@warnadudenexttime wanted me to do this so I did :3

IF YOU KNOW ME you know I don't have headcanons like normal, regular people. they jump around depending on the scenario or AU or fic. i don't keep one hc for everything. so this was a little hard to do because of how much my ideas will change brcause of the fucking phases of the moon but I tried my best :3

there is not age or height difference because they are the same person. whether or not ones older or taller changes on whatever, i don't enjoy like... only ONE height hc. i have multiple!!

OKAY MAIN LOVE LANGUAGES: I think Virgil's would be quality time. i thibk he loves to sit next to someone and scroll on his phone, while they do something else. he's a parallel play master. PLUS, this is shown at the ending of my negative thinking, when Virgil is just listening to music next to Logan silently in the living room. once he felt comfortable around Logan, he spent time with him. like . a cat.

i think logan's love language would be acts of service. i think logan wants to do everything for virgil. which is also shown in Fitting In, when Logan dresses up and plays along just to help Virgil feel more comfortable. I think Logan likes showing his love through actions because they don't require words & because he, someone who does a lot every day for people, knows how relaxing it can be to have someone else take care of you. i also think he likes it as a way to show Virgil how much he is appreciated and wanted here.

PET NAMES: I think Virgil uses silly petnames all of the time. i know i've already talked about this 20 million times, but his favourite is babygirl. he will call logan baby & babygirl for the rest of his life. (logan says he hates it but we all know the truth.) i can also see Virgil using those like, really cringey ? petnames idk the word. in private to be silly and embarrass logan. he's like "hey, pumpkin. my snookums." "my shmoopie"

(virgil: hey, pookie, we still on for our date?

logan: not anymore if you keep calling me that.

virgil: sorry .... snookums. my shmoopsiepoopsie pie.

logan: im throwing my book at you.)

i think Logan wouldn't really use pet names, but casual classic names, if he ever does. like dear. or sweetheart if he's feeling really sappy. i think Logan enjoys calling Virgil by his name or nickname, because he knows how much is held in that name. he wants virgil to know he likes it and that he's proud of him for telling them all.

catch logan cradling virgil's face in his hands and saying his name with such sincerity and care.

JEALOUSY: i think they both get jealous Super easily and need a lot of attention afterwards. some guy flirts with virgil and logans crossing his arms and pouting. virgil laughs and coos and holds his hand the rest of the day. someone asks for logan's number and virgils grabbing him closer and hissing at the stranger. logan kisses his forehead and rubs his shoulder. i do think logan gets jealous way more though.

EXPRESSING AFFECTION: i think they're both super reserved with their affection, but Virgil prefers physical contact while Logan prefers words. Virgil probably fixes Logan's tie or brushes his hair back casually. i think Virgil loves to cuddle with Logan and hold him close. & i think logan knows virgil needs verbal confirmation abt things. esp like at the end if my negative thinking, when he compliments him.

ATTACHMENT: i think they are incredibly overprotective of each other. they both know what the other has been through and how they've been treated. logan defending vitgil with his entire fucking life after AA & virgil defending logan in current episodes (if thomas had not destroyed analogical friendship directly in front of my eyes).

NOW FOR. THE MIDDLE PART.

confesses first: I think virgil would confess first only because he'd want to "rip the bandaid off" like he did with his name. i think logan would keep everything inside of him forever & never let virgil know anything ever about his feelings for him. so it would have to be virgil.

intiates first kiss: once again, it's virgil. logan is a little loser who probably shakes and gets red in the face when virgil sits near him. i also think logan might not want to in fear of making virgil uncomfortable and feel rushed, so he lets virgil do it first, but virgil is also worried about making logan uncomfortable and feel rushed so he lets logan do it forst and therefore neither of them kiss for A While until virgil finally does it like 2 months into their relationship. they are idiots and losers.

says i love you first: I THINK THEY'D BOTH SAY IT FIRST. i think logan would be very vocal about his feelings for virgil, in a very awkward nerdy way, because he's always vocal with how he feels about virgil. he wants him to know that he is loved & cared for & i bet he's said that he loves virgil before they even started dating. i also think virgil would say it at first in like a silly, joking way that could be played off as him being silly & joking before they start dating & then slowly saying more seriously & then saying it 100% serious when they start dating while he's all nervous & fidgeting & logan's just "yes. i know. you've told me that many times over the years. i love you too."

big spoon: virgils the big spoon. i dont care. i dontcare what any of you say. virgil could be the shortest man ever and still want to curl up around logan. i think logan likes being in virgils arms and i think virgil is so protective of logan that he wants to hold him in his arms so he knows nothing is going to happsn.

(logan: virge, please— i would... like to hold you in my arms at one point in our relationship.

virgil: absolutely not. what if something happens and i cant do anything because you're holding me. im holding you for-fucking-ever, baby

logan: what happens if something happens to y—

virgil: unrealistic. now come here.)

worrier: do i need to explain this one. hes got anxiety guys idk what else 2 explain.

better with money: logan probably writes out all his expenses in a little notepad & virgil runs to hot topic and 7-11 as soon as he gets a pay check so he can by another band t-shirt for 30 dollars & get a slurpee . it's his little boy treat. & then he's poor.

more experienced: NEITHER OF THEM THEY'RE BOTH NERDS WHO'VE NEVER TOUCHED ANOTHER MAN IN THEIR LIFE. they are awkward and strange but its ok. they talk about their relationship to the other sides and they all stare at each other like "why are they like 2 middle school boys in love for the first time" & thats because they are in fact 2 middle school boys in love for the first tims.

wakes up first: logan has an alarm & virgils been awake the entire night & has not slept in 20 hours

steals blankets: somehow, despite originally curled up around logan, logan Always wakes up to virgil being curled up in their blankets while he's freezing. even on movie nightnor when they're just sitting next to each other, virgil will snatch the blanket away

normally cooks: i think they both want to cook for the other and care for each other. you know that orange trend oj tik tok where couples will say they want an orange but dont want to peel it & it's supposed 2 see if the other person will peel it for them. logan's that green flag consistantly. virgil doesn't even have to say he doesn't want to peel an orange. he will pick up an orange & logan will teleport into the room going "do you need that peeled? let me do that for you." virgil's consistantly asking logan if he's hungry and bringing him snacks. they could be Anywhere & virgil will go "have you eaten or have you just been working all day?" & pull out a fucking granola bar from his pocket & force logan to eat it. they hang out & the 1st thing virgil does is get logan food. virgil will and has tied logan down to feed him food. it was a very strange convo when patton walked in on virgil straddling logan on the couch and spoonfeeding him soup.

And LASTLY... 3 SONGS FOR THEM. my analogical playlist remake is still in the works, but

arms tonite by mother mother — i think it could work in the perspective of either logan or virgil

And hey, you, don't you think it's kinda cute / That I (I) died (died) right inside your arms tonight? / That I'm fine even after I have died? / Because it was in your arms I died

I cry hard because I have died, and you're alive / I try to escape afterlife / I try hard to get back inside your arms alive

first date by blink-182 — 100% virgil's nervous rambling

Is it cool if I hold your hand? t Is it wrong if I think it's lame to dance? / Do you like my stupid hair? / Would you guess that I didn't know what to wear? / I'm just scared of what you think / You make me nervous so I really can't eat

When you smile, I melt inside / I'm not worthy for a minute of your time / I really wish it was only me and you / I'm jealous of everybody in the room

loser by sunday cruise — i can see this as a pre-aa analogical song

I don't care much about you / But I wouldn’t mind if you liked me too / Kisses on your hands, meet me in the bathroom / I wanna be alone with you

I’m a loser just like you / Way too scared, too confused

[wc-confessions]

I don't want to hear people call Squilf a bad mother for not being in the nursery very often when the three were kits for /eight chapters/ when you people defend Fernsong and call him a great dad when the amount of times he 'raises' his kits would amount to a single paragraph, if that. It's worth noting she slept in the warriors den more frequently because (and I quote: 'where she wouldn't disturb the kits and nursing queens when she left on early patrols' - The Sight) Which you know, implies she did it to be considerate to her children and the other cats in the nursery. The idea she 'never cared about them at all' is patently untrue- one such example while I was skimming the pdf by searching her name is her complimenting Jaypaw's idea to put heather nectar in the herbs Leafpool instructed him to give her. She literally helps search for Hollypaw in Dark River alongside Brambleclaw on one of the patrols- speaking of, considering the text didn't make any effort to imply he was raising the kits from the nursery at all at any point, at least be consistent and call them both bad parents. I don't even think it's necessarily a bad thing Ferncloud and Daisy raised the three in the nursery, especially when you take into consideration that Squirrelflight couldnt've nursed them anyways, and she (unlike Crowfeather and Breezepelt) does interact with them positively in their youth. Which is more than Fern 'barely relevant to his daughter's life' song can say. Why is it that mothers are ran over with a fine toothed comb by the fandom, but the fathers raising the same kits rarely, if ever get that treatment? Because nobody seems to take issue with Brambleclaw telling Hollypaw not to worry about Lionpaw getting beaten by Ashfur to the point of bleeding or him choosing not to question Lionpaw further after seeing him use a move he'd never learn without Dark Forest training (which is undeniably worse than simply moving out from the nursery when you know your children are in good hands and don't want to disturb them or the others living inside of it), that's for sure.

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[strwberri-milk]

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[hypersomnia-insomniac]

A First Kiss (1.3k)

Characters: x Chifuyu; ft. Mikey and Draken

CW: mild cursing; mention of minor wounds; cringe

Synopsis: Reader kisses Chifuyu's wounds after a battle and the embarrassment that follows.

Reader: GN

can fight; used to be from an opposing gang

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“Y/n!” Chifuyu called. “You alright?”

You smile as he grasps your face, turning it in his hands. You giggle as you gently pull his hands away from your face. “I’m alright. Nothing serious,” you say. He frowns as his eyes study your bruised eye and chin. “Besides,” you say, a smug grin spreading across your face, “you should see the other guys. Aaaand, compared to how damaged your face is, this is nothing.” Your expression turns solemn as you run your fingers gently over his warm cheek, tilting his face to see how badly his face was cut. Blood dripped from his temple and his lip. You sigh.

You understood how much Toman mattered to Chifuyu and wanted to do everything to help, even if that meant following him onto the battlefield. Still, it’d be nice if you didn’t have to worry about patching your boyfriend up all the time. 

As you rummage through your thigh bag for medical supplies, Chifuyu pouts. “Still…” he mutters, “I’m supposed to protect you.” He knew you were completely capable of defending yourself; after all, your first meeting consisted of you beating the shit out of some delinquents picking on a cat. However, that didn’t stop him from fawning over you as if you were made of glass.

“Hold still Fuyu,” you order as you dab his wounds with antiseptic wipes, too absorbed in treating him to notice his mumbling. You frown as he winces. “I know, sorry. It’s better than letting your cuts get infected.”

“I’d feel better if you kissed my wounds.” Chifuyu thinks to himself. He knows you aren’t the type to show PDA, but he can’t stop himself from wishing. After all, you’re just so damn cute when you’re focusing. 

“It’s fine. I’m used to it now,” he says, still pouting. “You patch me up better than I ever could anyways.”

You beam at the compliment, a wide smile spreading across your face. You giggle, “I’m pretty damn good, aren’t I?” As you apply the last plasters to his face, trying not to cause him any more pain than he was already in, a thought pops into your head. When it came to bandaging your brother and those of your old gang, you prioritized efficiency and speed over the comfort of your patient. Being the only medic in a field of groaning teenagers with sirens blaring in the distance tends to fill one with a strong enough sense of urgency to ignore any of your patients’ complaints. That being said, Chifuyu wasn’t your brother nor a friend. He was Fuyu, your incredibly sweet and handsome boyfriend who deserved the utmost special treatment.

With that sentiment in mind, you had previously asked Yuzuha for tips on how to minimize pain while treating someone since she treated Hakkai’s wounds when they were younger.

“You’re asking for Chifuyu right?” the strawberry blonde asked, grinning at your flushed face. 

“I- No! I just want to do things differently than my old gang.”

“Hmmm, honestly they’re just happy to be getting treated. For a bunch of idiots who get hurt all the time, not too many know how to properly take care of their wounds,” she says. Suddenly, a mischievous glint appeared in her eyes. “Well, if you really want to make Chifuyu feel better, you could always kiss his wounds better.”

“Ki-Kiss?!” you question, blushing at the idea.

Back to the present day, you repeat the word in your head. “Kiss. Kissing Fuyu. Mhm. Kissing Fuyu, my boyfriend. Yep. Yep. I got this. This is fine.” Grabbing the nape of his neck, you pulled him down as you pepper his face with light kisses. “That better?” you ask, doing your best to maintain composure. Chifuyu jumps backwards, his face turning a bright red. “Eh- Eh??? What’s wrong?” you question, surprised at his sudden jerk. A million thoughts run through your head. Did I overstep? Am I moving too fast?? Is he uncomfortable??? Does my breath stink????

From behind you, Draken lets out a loud whistle. “Wow, Y/n. That’s pretty ballsy!” The other members of Toman also begin to get rowdy, laughing and poking fun at the situation. “You sure got yourself a strong partner, Chifuyu! I hope my girlfriend is as upfront as Y/n! Lucky you, Chifuyu!”

Your ears turned a cherry-red as you realized all of Toman was looking at you. “Wh- WAIT. WAIT WAIT. DR-DRAKEN!” you yell, running up to your vice-commander. You slap his arm, trying to explain yourself, “I swear! I- I didn’t mean to. I just-”

“Heeeh, you’re saying you didn’t mean to kiss Chifuyu? How could you steal his first kiss and then double back? Never thought you’d be such a casanova, Y/n-chin.” You turn to see Mikey standing behind you with a wide grin.

“Th-That’s not- Uh- I didn’t-” Unable to handle anymore embarrassment, your face burning, you let out a yell and take off towards the exit of the park. You had never run from a strong opponent or a fight with odds stacked against you, and yet here you were sprinting off all because of someone you liked. 

“Ah! Y/n-chin is trying to run away! Don’t let them escape!” Mikey yells out laughing, as he takes off to chase you.

“JUST LET ME WALLOW IN MY EMBARRASSMENT!” you yell, looking back to see Mikey attempting to tackle you. Suddenly the floor disappears beneath your feet as Draken grabs the back of your uniform, hoisting you into the air. “Lemme gooo! Mikey-san. I’ll buy you dorayaki everyday for a week. Just let me go!”

“No can do, Y/n,” Mikey says with a smile. Since watching Takemichi bawling in front of Hinata, nothing was more sweet than watching his friends making a fool of themselves for love. 

Unable to free yourself from Draken’s grip, you're helpless as he places you in front of Chifuyu. You both stare at each other, faces flushed. Normally, you’d be laughing at your boyfriend’s pink ears and flushed expression, but all you can do is fiddle with the end of your sleeve, averting his gaze.

After what seems like an eternity, he calls your name. “Y/n…” Chifuyu whispers as he steps closer to you, pulling you gently towards him. 

“Fuyu,” you say in a small voice, “sorry if I made you uncomfortable. I- I wasn’t-”

“S’alright,” he reassures, brushing your hair out of your face. “Y/n. Y/n look at me… please?” He places his hand under your chin, tilting your head upwards. You look up at him, his blond hair blowing gently in the wind. Small pools of tears well in your eyes, your face burning with embarrassment. “Ya know,” he says as he clears his throat, “I was actually planning on making a move today. You beat me to it.” Chifuyu smiles as he grabs your waist, pulling you into him. Cupping your face in his warm hand, he plants a firm, but gentle kiss on your lips. His face lingers in front of yours, his warm breath tickling your face. “By the way, you never actually kissed me on the lips.”

“H-huh?” you say, still dizzy from the adrenaline.

“You only kissed my cheeks. I stole your first kiss,” he said, a proud grin on his face. 

Your hand slaps over your mouth as you try to hold in your laugh, you wonder what manga he stole that line from. Small giggles leave your mouth as you intertwine your fingers with his.

“It’s not stealing if I wanted you to have it, Fuyu~” You plant another kiss on his lips before pulling him towards his bike. “Now, let’s go eat. I'm starving.”

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Author's note:

Finally, I have mustered up the courage to post. I implore you, roast me. I am too embarrassed to seek feedback from anyone in my real life, so if you have any critiques, I am more than willing to hear them. If you have any suggestions or scenarios, let me know.

[criminalmindswhore]

SSA Prentiss is a Runner

Y'all are going to hate me for this one. I can feel it in my bones.

Nine months ago you met a woman in a bar. She was sitting at the bar, arm perched up swirling her whiskey around, watching you. She had a certain burn in her eye that drove you wild. Abandoning your friends you approached her, "See something you like?" You leaned against the bar as she took you in. You were finally close enough for her to take in the details. She noticed how your hair sat perfectly curled on your back and how your necklace sat right above your cleavage displayed in your little black dress. A smirk toyed on her lips as she softly chuckled, "Absolutely I do, are your friends okay with losing you for the night?" She glanced in their direction as you took a step closer to her, placing your hand on her knee, "They'll deal." You looked at her with a desperation that drove her insane. She threw back the rest of her whiskey before taking your hand and pulling you out of the bar.

Now every night you wait by your phone for her text. You knew it would be a few weeks before you heard from her after the relationship she attempted to have would inevitably fail.

"Hi, gorgeous." There it was. You slipped on your shoes, grabbed your keys, and walked to her apartment. It was conventionally only a block away, something you discovered after the first time together. With 4 knocks on the door, it swung open. Her lips immediately attacking yours with a feverish desire, your hands finding their place around her neck. She pulled you into her apartment never breaking the kiss as she took off your coat and you slipped off your shoes. "Y/n I missed you." You scoffed, "You only missed my ass." She shrugged, "Maybe." She picked you up and started kissing down your jawline. Your leg wrapped around her as she carried you to her bed. Your back hit it with a thud as she tossed you, ripping off her shirt and revealing her light blue bra that complimented her skin so well. You scooted back until your head was on the pillow, she stood at the end of the bed soaking you in. "Emily, come fuck me." That was all she needed.

She flopped down beside you in bed, still out of breath. Your legs were shaking, mind empty. "Y/n, you okay?" She asked with a humorous tone. You nodded still not in control of your face yet, the buzzing had not stopped. She giggled at you before pulling you into her chest. She knew that cuddles were important to you in aftercare, you needed to feel protected after being so vulnerable. "What happened this time?" You asked knowing it was going to be some bullshit answer. She sighed, "She's allergic to cats, like deathly. I can't date someone who can't be in my house because of Sergio." She smiled trying to defend her actions. You laughed, "What Y/N?" She pulled back to see your face, "You will find a reason to break up with any and every girl that tries to date you. Why?" Emily knew why, but it wasn't allowed in your friends-with-benefits situation. There was a moment where her mask fell and she looked almost sad. "I just think that commitment isn't my thing honestly." You rolled your eyes and laid your head back on her neck. "Whatever you say, SSA Prentiss."

Now here you were a whole year later, she in your bed, out of breath and dazed. "Who knew SSA Prentiss would be such a bottom when she wanted to?" She rolled her eyes, "You know damn well I'm more of a top than you Y/N." You shrugged your shoulders as you stood up from the bed to get a warm washcloth. You noticed her badge was on the ground under the bed and reminded yourself to grab it for her, but when you returned to your bed she was ready for round 2. The sight of her on her knees on your bed was enough to make you forget.

Your phone ringing woke you up way before your alarm, you slammed your hand on your phone yanking it to your ear. "Hello?" Your voice groggy, "Hi, Y/N, um is my badge at your place?" You smiled, "Good morning SSA Prentiss, a little early for a booty call huh?" She immediately sushed you, "I am at work, I can't get into the evidence room without it, or go on a case if one comes up. Can I give you cash to bring it to me? I know it's a drive." You giggled as you sat up, "Yes, but you owe me an orgasm too." Complete silence from the agent, your boldness this early stunned her. Finally, she spoke up, "I'll um- text you a visitor pass." She was quick to hang up. It was surprising to you that she even asked you to come to Quantico, you don't even know what unit she works for.

The elevator dinged and you stepped out onto the floor seeing her come flying out of two glass doors. You held the badge out for her, "Thank you so much you are a lifesaver." She smiled at you. "It's whatever SSA Prentiss." She laughed, "Are you ever going to just call me Emily anywhere but bed?" You laughed with her, a smile too big for comfort on your lips, "Absolutely not. You made the mistake of telling me you were an agent and now you will never live it down." You both stood there awkwardly not knowing where to go from there. She didn't know how to kick you out nicely and you didn't want to leave curious to see her job. Emily finally spoke up, "So I will see you in a few days?" You got the memo, "Yeah, just text me and let me know if I need to take care of Serg." You would go to her place to feed Sergio when she was on cases. Emily didn't have many people outside of work that could and she didn't have to pay you with money.

After another month of late-night texts and moaning her name into her neck she went MIA. You assumed she found a new girlfriend and a pang of jealousy shot through you when you came to this realization. You were in the shower when you noticed it had been about a month since you last heard from her. It wasn't until month 3 that you really got sad. It usually only took a month for her to find some reason to leave. You decided it was time to find a new outlet for your sexual tension. After primping yourself while listening to your hype playlist you met a friend at the same bar. While sitting on a stool conversating about work and how awful traffic has been you notice her across the bar. The same leather jacket, same boots. "I'll be right back." You stood up and made your way to her, her eyes widening as you sat on the stool next to her. "Funny seeing you here SSA Prentiss, I thought you finally settled down." She avoided your knowing gaze. "I did, for about a month but we broke up over something stupid that was not my doing this time." She took another sip of the beer she was nursing. "Did I do something wrong? I mean I know we weren't anything official, I just want to make sure." You spoke with sincerity and it was noticed by Emily. She swallowed hard and finally looked at you, "No, you didn't do anything. I just don't think I should be doing anything with anyone anytime soon. I'm just here for a drink." It was bullshit and you knew it. She knew that you knew it too. "Lie to me again." You spared no feelings with her ever and you were not about to start now. She looked at you with a hurt look on your face. "I just don't want to keep doing this with you, okay? I caught feelings and so I stopped. That's not a crime Y/n." She said your name softer than everything else. You were stunned. "Well then." You weren't sure what to say or do. She sat there waiting for you to say something that would give her an excuse to run. You didn't want her to run. "Emily, those feelings are mutual." You turned to face away from her, looking at the bartender scared of her next move. She stood up, set her bottle on the bar, and started to walk away. You were a little hurt but not surprised that she would leave but it didn't stop you from what you did next. You turned to shout at her, "SSA Prentiss is a runner and chicken." You smirked as she came to a complete stop and slowly faced you. She looked pissed and it honestly turned you on. She stormed back up to you grabbing your chin and kissing you pressing your back against the bar. She pulled away, "Yeah I am." She turned on a dime and left.

You tried texting and calling her with no answer. After a week you thought it was time you returned the key to her apartment you had for watching Sergio. After work one day you made your way to her apartment. Four knocks, no answer. Four more knocks and a blonde answered. She looked sad, there is no other word for it but sad. "Can I help you?" You could see past her that Emily's things were still there. You took the key from your pocket and handed it to her. "I used to watch Sergio for Emily but she's pissed at me and so I assumed she would want that back." You rocked up onto your toes as you finished speaking hoping that whoever this was would get the memo that you weren't her girlfriend. The blonde smiled and then a tear ran down her face. You were now worried. She took a deep breath and said, "Emily died 2 days ago."