#and let's face it i tend to buy a lot of stuff

[bluecollarmcandtf]

Typical Day For a Bouncer

I'm Joey, a security guard at a night club down the street. I got the job because I'm a big ex-rugby player, but I've kept it for so long because I'm good at handling people. I can't tell you how many underage idiots try to sneak in here. It takes patience, grit, and a keen eye to keep the troublemakers out!

Like any other Friday night, the club is packed tight and a line of impatient patrons stretches down the street. I've gotten good at telling people "no," in a way that makes them listen, so they have no choice but to calmly wait until I feel like checking their ID and letting them in.

Every now and again, I'll have some fools try to sweet talk their way in. Girls try to flirt, guys try to bribe, but the biggest assholes make a scene. It's nothing I can't handle.

Just last week, I had this entitled brat come up to me and demand I let him in. The boy couldn't have thought I'd believe he was twenty-one. He wasn't even in line! I don't remember what I did to get him to shut up, but he kept hammering on and on about his skills with hypnosis. I remember listening to that kid ramble about the voodoo of the mind for what felt like forever.

I don't remember kicking him to the curb, though. He probably got tired and went home.

"Hey, buddy!" a familiar voice squeaks over the music. I roll my eyes, preparing myself to say no yet again.

"Oh, it's you," my deep voice catches in my throat. The kid from last week is standing in front of me once more, ignoring the line of adults to his left. In his ratty sweatshirt and baseball cap, he doesn't look any older than eighteen. Still, the sight of him unlocks a memory I somehow had forgotten. "Hello, sir!" I call back, remembering him as my closest and most respected friend. How could I've forgotten that this boy was my best friend I call sir?

"You gonna let me in, big guy?" A devious grin spreads across his boyish face.

"Of course, sir."

There are a few angry comments from the people waiting in line. I can't imagine they're happy to see this guy ushered into the club before them. Normally, I have a strict policy against VIP treatment. I think everyone should have to wait in line like equals, but sir is great. He can come and go whenever he wants!

"Hey, why don't you take a break from the front and buy me some beers," the boy yells over the roar of the music.

I leave the entrance and start pushing my way through the crowd in the direction of the bar. I probably should've warned the other bouncer that I was taking a break, but my feet were carrying me away before I knew what was happening. The other guard knows what he's doing, but he's still pretty new here. I'm sure he'll be fine.

The bartender gives me a can of light beer, and I hustle it back to the boy on the dance floor. People tend to get out of the way when they see a giant security guard coming through, but the place is so jammed packed that I have to press against several sweaty partiers on the way over.

"Your beer, sir," I say, flinching at the meekness in my voice.

"What the hell is this?" he whines when he sees the drink, "This is crap. Get me the good stuff, and buy a lot of it!" The kid tossed the open can at my broad chest, and the cheap beer splashes across my uniform.

"Yes, sir."

I march back to the bar with a clenched fist, and grab a tray, ordering the barback to fill it up with the more expensive bottles of beer. He glances at my soaked shirt and pants, but averts his eyes the second he sees my less-than-friendly face.

That boy is my best friend. I respect him greatly, but goddamn is he infuriating. How did I even become close to someone so immature? I pacify myself, and carry the tray back over to the kid.

"That's better," he snorts and takes a sip of the premium drink while I stand there to make sure he likes it this time.

"Alright, sir," I begin, thinking about the twenty minute break I've been taking, "I need to get back to work."

"No you don't!" the boy interjects.

"I..." the words fumble in my mouth, "...well, I don't need to, but I should, sir."

"Tell your boss you're done for the night. Then go wait by my car. You can guard it!"

"Yes, sir," the words come out before I even know what I've agreed to.

Before I know it, I'm marching into the back office and calmly telling the club owner that I'm taking the night off. He's pissed, but I'm his most reliable employee, so he doesn't fire me. I can tell he's not happy, though. He looks like he'd take a swing at me if I weren't two feet taller than him and a hundred pounds heavier.

"You make a great watchdog!" the teenager laughs as he comes stumbling out of the club.

Something about him brings a scowl to my face. It might be the way he referred to me as an animal, or it might be the way he's staring at me like I am an animal. Maybe I'm just irritated from standing by this parked car in the cold for the last two hours, but this boy is getting on my nerves.

"No one has bothered your car, sir," I report.

"Good, boy," he slurs and then reaches a gangly arm to pat the top of my head. I can smell the distinct earthiness of the beer I'd bought wafting out with his breath.

Every muscle in my body tenses up, as I try my best to restrain myself. Sir is my best friend. I respect him. I do what he says. I shouldn't get this worked up by him making a little joke at my expense. It's perfectly fine for him to tease me a little since I trust him completely. I know all this.

"Still think hypnosis is fake?" he asks, bringing his wet lips uncomfortably close to my own.

"Sir?" my brow furrows, unsure why he's bringing up that crap again.

"Well, it's real, and you're hypnotized."

I stifle a groan, "Sir, you've had a lot to drink..."

"The only thing I'm drunk on is power!" he yells, smashing a bottle on the sidewalk for effect, "I've got you like a trained dog; that's how good of a hypnotist I am! Let me prove it."

I was pissed. I was livid. Sir had mocked and insulted me repeatedly. It was a bad idea for anyone to pick on me, especially someone a third of my size! Nevertheless, the boy has all my faith, so I kept my mouth clamped shut.

He told me to kneel, and I grunted, "Yes, sir." I already had beer all over my clothes, so what's a little mud on the knees of my pants? It was better to just keep him happy, but that didn't mean he had hypnotized me.

"Keep your arms raised, like you're worshipping me," he went on.

"Yes, sir."

My arms went up. I'll admit this was a bit more strange, but I still trust and respect the teenager enough to comply. That doesn't say anything about my state of mind.

"Alright, now stay like that until I come back," he laughs, "I'm going to get a snack, but if anyone walks by, I want you to bark at them like the hypnotized guard dog you are!"

"Yes, sir," I answer, hearing the hoarseness in my voice.

As the boy stumbles away, I find myself stuck in the position he'd left me in: on my knees, in the cold, with my arms raised in compliance. I'm doing this willingly, right?

Time creeps by uncomfortably slow as I silently wait next to his car. Suddenly, I hear footsteps nearby. A wave of barks burst out of my throat, and I find myself growling like a territorial mutt in the direction of the pedestrians.

Now I'm acting like a dog!

Sir doesn't come back for another hour, which leaves me to viciously snap at numerous other passerby. They seem terrified, which makes sense. They probably think I'm insane! I'm beginning to wonder if I'm insane too.

I respect that boy more than anyone even if I only met him once, a week ago. I really would do anything he told me too. Is that strange? It's not like me to be so...obedient. I'm the kind of guy that normally tells people what to do, so why am I doing this?

There's no way...it's not possible...I can't actually be hypnotized, right?

"Good, boy," he pulls off my cap and ruffles my hair, "Now, be a good dog and drive me to your house. I might fall asleep on the way there, so you'll have to carry me inside to your bed. If you do good, I'll give you a special treat." He licks his lips and reaches a scrawny hand out to squeeze my tired pec.

"Yes, sir," I answer, jumping up to do his bidding, but I can feel that the words aren't really mine.

Shit. I think he's right. I think I am hypnotized.

[queerstudiesnatural]

sometimes watching tv is good :) i've been watching home decor and home organising shows for the past couple of weeks, and today is my very first day of summer holiday (perks of being a teacher) and i immediately started reorganising and cleaning up my home

[torasplanet]

I know bd!dabi is definitely the type to be banging on your door at 3 in the morning, after calling you and seeing somebody in the backround (it was a literal shadow..)

❝𝙈𝙔 𝘽𝘼𝘽𝙔.ᐟ❞

BABYDADDY!DABI + F. READER

𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮 ; dabi can't stand the thought of you with someone else so when he sees something that looks like a guy in the slightest, of course he came banging at your door at three in the morning.

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 ; smut, dabi is actually trying not to be a deadbeat!?!?, p in v, praise, rough sex, masochism, hair-pulling, slapping, soft dabi at end ig, jealousy sex, dabi is crazy, and skin color not mentioned

Dabi was actually trying to be a good dad now. You and Dabi had learned to set the shit aside or more like fuck out all of that anger but it didn’t matter because it helped a lot and now Dabi was taking Kaede over to his place a lot, buying him more shit and taking him places without you even having to ask him to do it. He was calling daily and nightly and not just to talk to you but to check up on his little mini-me.

He called you about two hours ago and it was one in the morning when Kaede was surprisingly still awake not wanting to go to bed until he told his daddy about the fun show he watched today but when Kaede had passed out on your chest, Dabi still hadn’t hung up. He wanted to stay up and talk to you. “Don’t you got work tomorrow?” You asked looking at your ex-boyfriend on the phone as he sat in his living room smoking, the light of whatever adult swim show he was watching illuminating his face for you. “Nah, you forgot my schedule already?” The white-haired man asked with a grin on his face.

You returned the grin so that it looked as though he was staring into a mirror “No, just so used to you lying so you can see your other girlfriends.” Dabi smacked his tongue against the roof of his mouth whilst he rolled his eyes nearly to the back of his skull “Don’t start dollface. Y’know I don’t do that shit anymore.” Dabi said, his smile dropping as he was annoyed with your teasing and it made you laugh while you ran your fingers through Kaede’s dark hair as he slept soundly on top of you “I’m just playin’ touya.” You said to reassure him and he grinned at you once more.

Kaede slowly began to stir in his sleep making you look down, you put the phone on the bed in front of you setting it up on the bedframe so that Dabi could still see you before you tended to your son. You readjusted the way he lay on you so he didn’t wake up while cooing sweet things in his ear but Dabi wasn’t focused on that. He was more or so focused on who the fuck was in the bed beside you.

“Who the fuck is that?” The Todoroki male questioned angrily. His brows furrowed as his turquoise eyes squinted trying to find out what guy was in the bed but there was no one. It was a fucking shadow. “Huh? No one.” You responded looking to your side and seeing no one there as Kaede wrapped his little arms around your neck while trying to find his way back to sleep. Dabi didn’t say anything and just stared at you even glaring by squinting his eyes at you and then, he hung up. Okay, now he was mad. About what? You had no fucking clue.

There was literally no one in this house other than you and your son so he was going crazy and getting mad about nothing. Whatever, you had to put Kaede in his room anyway.

Standing up, you left your phone on the bed as you made your way out of your room and to Kaede’s room which was decorated with all kinds of toddler stuff involving his favorite shows and movies that he begged you to watch every time he got home from daycare. “Mommy…” The little blue-eyed boy murmured as you lowered him into his bed while shushing him. It took a little while to get him to go back to sleep fully because he would not let you leave his bedside even for a second without beginning to cry. You had to sit there holding his baby hand while he snuggled into his Adventure Time plushie until his grip on your fingers released signaling that he was fast asleep.

This itself took a while and it was enough time for Dabi to hop in his car and drive over to your place. As you walked out of Kaede’s room, closing the door behind you, there was banging at your front door. You would’ve thought the SWAT team was at your door if it wasn’t for the fact that you already knew Dabi was upset and how he was when he was upset. “What…?” You sighed approaching the door and beginning to unlock the door expecting Dabi to just glare down at you but he didn’t even look at you before he pushed past you inviting himself in your place.

“What the fuck are you doing?” You asked in a hushed tone not wanting to wake up the younger boy as you watched Dabi walk throughout the apartment, looking under the couch, in closets, and all of the rooms. Well, except for Kaede’s; he knew you weren’t going to hide another guy in your son’s room, that was just wrong. “Tell me who the fuck was in here before I find him myself.” Dabi said as you walked into your bedroom where he currently was flipping everything upside down looking for that ‘guy’.

You scoffed at his overreaction “It was a shadow, touya.” You told him and he just glared at you “I’m telling you now if I find a fucking guy in here, I will murder him [y/n].” Dabi said stalking closer to you and forcing you to back up until your back hit the wall near the doorframe but you didn’t give a single shit. Well, you didn’t care about what how he was acting but you cared about what he was saying and saw a way to just piss him off a little more. For fun, you know? “There’s no one in here. If there was why would you care? Not like we’re together.” You said shrugging your shoulders as you crossed your arms into an ‘X’ across your chest. Dabi’s expression relaxed as if all the anger from his body had faded when those words left your mouth.

“[Y/n]. You and I both know that I don’t give a shit about any of that.” He said almost tauntingly. The corners of his lips pulled up as he leaned forward getting his face closer to yours “I don’t wanna find another man in here–best friend, co-worker, babysitter–I don’t give a shit. I don’t want no fucking guy around my son.” Dabi continued lowering his voice as he remembered that the son he was talking about was asleep right now.

Ugh, Dabi wasn’t fooling anyone especially not you. If he thought that you were going to believe that it was just about Kaede and not about him not wanting you to fuck or date another guy, he was incredibly stupid. You two weren’t officially together but to Dabi, that’s never mattered. From the moment you agreed to be his girlfriend, you’ve been his no matter if you two were on a break or not.

“Is it that or do you not want me dating?” Dabi smiled. Oh, you knew him so well. That’s why he stuck with you. “Can it be both?” Dabi asked with a low and sultry tone of his voice. It was so hot and you almost folded and kissed him right there if isn’t wasn’t for the fact that he madea mess in your room that he was definietly not going to clean up. “Obviously it’s both if you charged into my house at three in the fucking morning over a shadow while your son is asleep.” You said obviously less than pleased about his actions and he rolled his eyes while smacking his teeth at you like he did on the phone. You were upset at him and him continuing to yell at you about this ‘shadow’ was not going to calm you down.

“Doll…y’know I do it cause I love you.” He said pressing a kiss against your temple but you grumbled and shoved his face away from yours not wanting to deal with his stupid apologies. Dabi groaned as he pressed his body against yours “Just wanna make sure no one tryna take you from me.” Dabi said running his warm hands up and and down your body. You could smell the scent of nicotine and weed on him, it was incredibly strong like he was smoking on his way here.

You were slowly beginning to fold because of his words and how they were whispers in your ears, he knew what made you think and what made you whine. You threw your arms around his shoulders and hooked them around his neck as he littered kisses along your face earning hums from you “C’mon…why you playin’ baby.” Dabi whined into your ear getting a tad bit upset because you were playing hard to get when you’d just end up falling apart in his arms by the end of the night or by the break of dawn from how time was moving.

You backed up your head leaning back against the wall to look at him. The look on your face was enough to tell him why you were ‘playing’ around with him and you didn’t have to say anything “I’m sorry, lemme make it up to you.” Dabi said cooed to you as his hands ran over the shape of your body over and over and you smiled just a bit “You gotta be quiet tho…” You muttered to him not wanting to wake up Kaede and Dabi grinned. He was quick to place his hands on your ass and pick you up while pressing his lips to yours swallowing whatever sayings you were going to add to your sentence.

As Dabi moved away from the wall and closed the door you grabbed a handful of hair from the back of his head forcefully pulling him away from the kiss “I’m serious, if he wakes up, you’re taking care of it.” You said more sternly than the last time and Dabi made his way to the bed and collapsed down on the bed falling on top of you due to your strong grip on his hair but he laid on his knees to prevent from completely flopping on you “If you keep pullin’ my hair like that, the whole building’s gonna wake up.” Dabi said with an evil grin on his face and you let go of his hair just as roughly as you pulled it. How could you forget how freaky he was?

Dabi grinned and leaned his head down to begin to kiss all over your neck, he sucked and nipped at your flesh making your lips part widely resisting the urge to moan at his actions. You threw your head back as your hands came to the nape of his neck “Touya…” You muttered making your desired smile against your neck “Barely touchin’ you and you’re already moanin’ my name?” He asked and you grunted at his playfulness not wanting to do any foreplay.

“‘Cause I want you to touch me more.” You told him gently tugging at the strands of hair closest to the back of his neck, he let out low groans near your ear at your tugging. Dabi didn’t say anything, the only thing that happened was his hands drifting down and shuffling your pants and panties off with the assistance of you kicking them off. He loved when you pulled his hair, it felt so fucking good but only when you did it. Any other bitch who tried that shit would get their hand slapped away from his head.

“Be patient,” Dabi said in response to your small whimpers whilst he sat up on his knees to slide his jeans off, you merely groaned watching as he discarded his lower pieces of clothing before deciding to rid yourself of your shirt “Now c’mon…” You said reaching your arms up to grab at his shoulders, Dabi rolled his eyes at how impatient you were before grabbing your thighs and lining his cock up with your hole. You looked at his cock and grinned nearly drooling at the sight. Standing up straight, the tip is just a light brown leaking precum, prominent vein on the side that always rubbed against your walls. It’s like you had his cock memorized in your head and your pussy.

Dabi slowly began to push himself inside of you, his always warm hands grasping your hips so you wouldn’t slide up the bed “Ugh…slid right in, huh?” He said with a small chuckle watching as you sucked him in, he didn’t even start thrusting like normally and only did slow strokes. You groaned and grabbed a full handful of his hair and pulled it leaning up to come face to face with him “Fuck me like you meant what you said.” You said snarling at him. Dabi could fuck hard when he wanted to but sometimes he just liked to play with you and rile you up and you fucking hated it. If he was going to fuck you, he better do it right.

Dabi grinned eagerly as his head was tilted back, his turquoise eyes shining down at you with such bliss and enjoyment “Pull harder and maybe I’ll think about it.” Your eyes narrowed at him in a glare, you did pull harder but then you let go and slapped him across his face and it made him laugh a bit. Just like how no one else could pull his hair, no one could slap him like that and he’d enjoy it. It felt amazing knowing that it was you who was fulfilling his masochistic fantasies. “I fucking love you.” He said lowly tilting his head down at you. His hands pressed harder into your thigh, pushing them up and into your chest allowing him to sink deeper in your…

He hovered over you as you lay back on the pillows a red mark on the side of his face. Dabi’s lips met yours as his strokes became harder and quicker, he moaned with you into the disgustingly messy kiss and it was a good thing because you were certain that if the kiss broke, you would’ve woken up your son with how loud the both of you were.

That vein rubbed against your walls as Dabi’s cock bruised your cervix making your body jolt and your tits bounce from his speed and rough treatment of your cunt. His tongue fought with yours as he tried to shove it down your throat, your lips moving against each other while your body melted into each other like butter “I meant it. I’ll kill any fucking guy I find in this bitch.” Touya said into the kiss with a raspy voice, his hips slamming into your under thighs as his fingers grabbed the back of your knees tightly.

You tried to say something but couldn’t because of how intense the kiss was growing, utterly giving up on whatever babble was going to come out of your moaning lips. Your fingers dug into the flesh of his shoulders crawling their way down to claw at his back as the white-haired male ingested your loud mewls. As soon as your baby daddy parted his lips from yours, one of his hands went to your mouth to stop you from being extremely loud.

“Ha, and you were talkin’ about me being loud?” He laughed at your blissed-out face, eyes nearly rolling to the back of your head, legs shaking by your head (whether it was because they were cramping or the pleasure was beyond him nor did he really care), it all made him smile, and moan trying to contain them as much as he was doing it for you. “Shut up.” You managed to get out slightly muffled from his hand making eye contact with him.

Dabi threw his head back with a groan “Nah, that’s more for you.” He rasped still with that grin on his face, you went to respond but his tip hit your sweet spot making your body shiver. “Ah, Ah! So…good…” The mewls left your lips still muffled by Dabi’s hand as he fucked into you. “Ah, that’s it, fuck my back up.” Your nails clawing at his back surely leaving red marks made him fuck into you harder.

Your pussy clenched around him as the squelches and moist sounds of you getting fucked out of your mind were the only noises coming from you “Fuck you better get quiet, wanna hear you just a bit.” Dabi said burying his face into your neck while letting go of your mouth allowing you to suck in a huge gust of air. “Touya…fuck, so full…” You moaned trying to keep it down as best as you could but it was really hard when he was fucking into you so hard and rough. Your walls were pulsing around him as you felt yourself coming to the edge, you knew he was too. By the way, he was kissing your neck so roughly, begging you to scratch him up, he wanted more and more to make himself burst.

“I’ll never fuck anyone else, I swear…just you.” Your hands trailed up to his neck as your head pushed back deeper into the fluffy pillow “Don’t you fucking lie to me.” Dabi said as he lifted his face from your neck and stared down at you as he continued to stretch you out, you nodded rapidly as you hummed through your moans that were trying to be muted by your lips staying glued shut but they slipped out ever so often.

Dabi’s blue eyes burned into your skin as he waited for you to talk. He wanted you to say it to him, you knew this but you were so close. Could barely talk. “J-Just you touya!” You yelped just as you came and the feeling of you squirting all over his cock made Dabi just…lose his fucking mind. He came inside of you, filling you to the brim and marking you as his. Only his. He pulled out and still held your legs to your chest watching as his cum began to seep out of your hole and down your sweaty skin to eventually fall on the already ruined sheets of the bed. It was his favorite sight.

Dabi stared in awe as you whined a bit “Holy shit.” He said before removing his hands allowing your sore legs to fall onto the bed allowing you to sigh in relief. Dabi lay on top of you just grinning down at you like he was in the previous act you were doing but it was different, it seemed more unserious than before. “What?” You asked tilting your head a bit as you tried to regain your breath as he had quite literally taken it all away.

“Nothing, just thinking about how fun it’d be if you got off birth control,” Dabi said with his unserious grin turning into a smug one as he stared at your blank face that had no expression now. He was not serious.

“Yeah get off me.”

“C’mon…I know Kei wants someone else to play with, maybe a girl?”

You began to try and push the male off you which hardly worked “Get up, my legs are already cramping.” You said and the todoroki boy groaned before rolling off of your naked body allowing you to stand on extremely wobbly legs and they had fallen asleep. Dabi watched with an annoyed expression as you tried to make your way to the bathroom. “C’mon baby don’t be like that!”

p.s.

You sat on the kitchen counter watching with an interested grin as Dabi cooked sausages on the stove “Why are you just sitting there doing nothing?” He asked glancing behind him at you with an exhausted look on his face. Shrugging your shoulders, you just kicked your feet that were dangling above the ground “I’m not doing nothing. I’m making sure you don’t burn the house down, you have a thing with fire.” You said making Dabi smack his teeth at you.

“Baby, it was one time. It was an accident.” Yeah sure. Dousing your dress–that I might add was a little too short for his liking–in gasoline and then lighting it on fire was definitely an accident and not because he didn’t like how guys were looking at you at the party. You two were two engrossed in your conversations that you hadn’t even noticed the small sound of a door creaking open and little footsteps leading toward the kitchen following the smell of breakfast.

Kaede stood there in his firetruck pajamas holding a plushie in his hands while rubbing his eyes tiredly, hair messy like Dabi’s was currently. “Mommy…?” The sound of the little boy’s voice made both heads turn toward him, the boy hadn’t noticed his father yet and went to walk to you until he did notice Dabi. The young boy looked at his father in confusion “Daddy? What are you doing here…wait! Did you come out of the phone?” Kaede asked with a shocked look on his face coming up with supernatural reasons why his dad was here suddenly.

“Uh, no kid. I got here…after you went to sleep.” Dabi said awkwardly to his offspring as he continued to watch the sausages. Kaede walked toward Dabi and gently hugged his leg but when the sounds of grease popping started, you grabbed him by his arm and pulled him away “Okay, let’s not be next to Daddy when he’s cooking.” You picked up your son and held him in your arms as he rested his head on your chest almost instinctively continuing to watch his dad before looking up at you.

His turquoise eyes blinked at you “I’m hungry. I want one, please.” He requested batting his long eyelashes at you that he also happened to inherit from his dad. You were almost jealous of how long they were. You turned to your ex-boyfriend who heard it and just stared at you waiting for you to say something “Kei’s hungry, give him one please.” Dabi rolled his eyes at how you were so quick to give in to anything the little boy wanted.

“He can wait.”

“I’m hungry now.”

“Yeah, he’s hungry now.” You said doubling down by playfully glaring at the older male who let out a dramatic and loud groan before grabbing one of the small sausages from the pan and dropping it in the palm of your hand “If he burns his mouth, it’s your problem.” With that, you slowly began to feed the sausage to the toddler who stuck his tongue out and let out harsh breaths because of how hot it was making you blow on the rest of the sausage.

Dabi watched in enjoyment as you did that, a dirty smile coming onto his lips and when you met his eyes, you gave him a confused look “What?” You asked raising an eyebrow but he shook his head with a small laugh.

“Nothing.”

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[spdrvyn]

out and about: MIGUEL O'HARA

a short drabble about miguel making time to go on a shopping spree with you in a newly opened mall, however you can't help but feel a little shopper's guilt while he's there.

it's been a busy last couple of months to say the least, miguel hadn't been on a proper date with you for a while. you said that you were doing just fine, but he always had a sixth sense about this.

besides, while he was tending to his job of being a multiversal protector, he's neglected his other (and arguably more important) job. being a supportive and present boyfriend.

he forced himself to clear his calendar, turned on DND mode on all of his devices for once, and got into something that wasn't a skin tight nanotech suit. you'd been overjoyed to discover that miguel had stayed home today, moreso when he told you to get ready because he'd be taking you to the mall to buy a couple of things.

a couple of things was an understatement.

whenever you kept your eyes too long on a certain shop, miguel would usher you in to look around a little. if you so much as touched an item, miguel would already be at the cashier and buying it for you. it went on like that for the entire trip.

bag upon bag hung onto miguel's arms, yet he didn't even seem to struggle. it was attractive, but made you all the more guilty because what if he wasn't actually enjoying this? sure, he brought some items along with you, but what if those purchases were to just spare your feelings?

not to mention that the mall was practically colossal in size. if you said that you wanted to go home, miguel would be thinking that he'd done something wrong. that would be even worse. to add on, you haven't even checked if this place had a book store and miguel knows well that you can't leave a mall without taking a peak which would make him even more suspicious.

you also had to stop at a cafe every now and again to let your throbbing legs rest from walking around the whole time, miguel probably had more weighing on his back. you despised the fact that you were stealing his precious time, you couldn't begin to imagine what could be happening back at his workplace without him. would those people manage to survive? would the multiverse survive?

after visiting the last shop of the day, you were relieved to finally have an excuse to tell him that you were tired and wanted to go back home. miguel understood that, but your silence the whole car ride back was deafening. he thought for sure that this would mean a lot to you, the mall felt tailored to your interests, you'd bought a lot.

why weren't you happy?

what did he do wrong?

you insisted on helping him bring the bags back in, which he indulged you to. after setting them all back into the flat, it was already dark. miguel assisted you in unboxing everything you bought, which you did with a sullen look on your face. especially when you were done, looking over all the unwrapped items, how your pile was so much bigger than his. it could bring you to tears. and it did.

as miguel wrapped an arm around you, he felt it. the slight shiver in your shoulders, the muffled hiccup, and the glossiness on your eyes. worry settled in his features, he pulled you closer to him. "hey, hey. what's wrong? you don't like the stuff i—"

you burst into a fit of sobs, face going red and eyes puffed. you desperately tried to wipe away the tears that streamed down, as you whimpered. "i love it, miguel! i love it so much, but- it's just–"

god, he hated seeing you like this. not because you looked ugly crying or because he found it annoying but because of his incompetence. he had one fucking job, way simpler than whatever he did at work. to make you happy, to make you content, this wasn't what he wanted.

"don't cry, please. i'm sorry, lo siento, por favor. baby, if there is anything else i can do for you, i'll do it."

"that's the thing! you've already done so much for me today, you're so– so nice, too nice, that- that i don't know how to give it back."

your crying had eased a little, miguel's face had softened. he's been trying compensate for how little he's been giving you, that's all, but he didn't think about how you are. maybe he's been too nice recently, but you're too nice all the time.

"you don't have to give anythig i do back, mi vida," he sighed as he moved his hands to cup your cheeks, thumbs rubbing the fat of your cheek as your remaining tears smeared across the skin. "just you being here is enough, it's just that i've been— a little absent lately. i wanted to make it up to you."

"you didn't have to do that, miguel. just you being here is enough for me too." you sniffled. god, you were too adorable for him to take at times. he leaned in and pressed a small kiss to the bridge of your nose, to each of your cheeks, then moving down to press one quickly to your lips.

"let's just do that then," he murmured, "be with each other. s'all i need, all i want." and you agreed. wholeheartedly so.

dividers by across-the-art-verse

[pasta-in-the-pudding]

RAHHH UR INBOX IS OPEN AGAIN AND IM BACK!!!!!

(This has a slight tw for depression I think)

Jeff, ej and Toby with a (Gn) s/o going through a depressive episode where they’re like not eating that much, not really taking care of themselves, generally just feeling empty and wearing baggy clothes and stuff. Also listening to really sad music like “how to never stop being sad” (by dandelion hands) I love that song but it’s genuinely so miserable 😭😭

Thank u!!!!

YES I AM BACK THANK YOU FOR BEING HERE!!

TW: depressive themes are constant throughout this entry, Jeff's entry has knives in the photo

Thank you so much for requesting!!

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Jeff

Jeff is a haver of many episodes

Manic, depressive, you name it

That being said, he absolutely will not tolerate you going down that rabbit hole

He absolutely forces you out of the episode, whether you like it or not

He doesn't care what you wear or listen to, so don't expect him to do much about that unless your music or clothes actively makes you feel worse

He won't force you to eat, per se, but he bribes you to eat if that makes sense

For example, he will steal your phone and won't return it until you've eaten something

And sometimes he'll full on dissapear

He will only return when you eat

Not taking care of yourself and your emotions are probably the only thing on that list that he will actually be nice about

If you arent bathing or washing yourself, he will randomly hug you from behind, slowly kissing your neck and leading you into the shower

If you are comfortable with it, he will stay and shower with you, helping you wash your hair, scrubbing your skin with your bubbly soaps, kissing you gently and telling you how good you're doing, and how strong you are

If you aren't comfortable with him showering with you, he will stand outside the door and listen until he hears the shower run

Then he walks off and gets your bed ready, getting your favorite drinks and tv show set up

And when you feel empty, he will understand

He will be there to hold you, stroking your hair and kissing your face

If you want to cry it out, cry it out

If you want to scream and yell, let it all out

There is very little he wont tolerate when it comes to you

Eyeless Jack

As the manors head doctor, and a demon with very good senses (and the ability to smell horemones), he almost instantly knows when something changes with you

He doesn't pressure you on it though, he will wait for you to talk to him when you're ready

I think the only time he would take matters into his own hands is if you were actively getting worse mentally, or threatning to hurt yourself

If he sees you arent eating, he will try to coax you out of that slump, informing you on just small little snacks you can eat

Or maybe he would offer to make you a smoothie full of nutrients, that way you dont have to actually eat anything if you just aren't up for it

He is the only person on this list who would really care about your change in clothes

He would inform you about how the way someone dresses reveals a lot about their mental health, and how you should dress for the headspace you want, because the first step to becoming happier is by making yourself feel happy about your body

If you stop taking care of yourself, he will be more than happy to accommodate that

He will buy you dry shampoo and baby wipes, that way at the very least, you wont feel disgusting

And if you dont feel grimey and gross, it gives you a better chance of feeling better mentally

When presented with the idea of you feeling empty inside, he wouldn't really know what to do

Despite him doing extensive research on psychology, he isn't really good with other's emotions

And so, he would just ask you what you want him to do

And whatever you say, im sure he would be happy to do

Ticci Toby

And his tend to get really really bad

Like Jeff, Toby also experiences depressive episodes

So when he sees you exhibiting those same behaviors he gets really nervous and worried

He tries his hardest to get you out of it as soon as possible so you don't have to experience that pain, but as we know, that rarely works

If he noticed you weren't eating, he wouldn't force you or make you eat, but he would always offer to share his food with you

Eventually, it would get to the point of him begging you just to eat something, If not for yourself, for him

He loves you so much and can't stomach the thought of losing you

He doesn't really notice if you start wearing baggier clothes, as he doesn't really pay attention to what people wear anyways

He'd probably just think that it's your new style

If you stop taking care of yourself, he would try to motivate you by making it fun!

Seeing who can brush their teeth the fastest and cleanest, who can get softer hair just by washing it, who can fake laugh without actually laughing longest, etc

If you aren't in the mood for that though, he'd understand and simply wait until you are comfortable enough

When it comes to you feeling empty, he would try to get you to laugh by telling you stories from his childhood

Like the time he chased his sister with a slug, or the time he accidentally shaved off his eyebrows

And when you do finally laugh, he will smile and kiss your face, telling you how gorgeous you are when you smile

[munv]

𝗘𝗠𝗕𝗥𝗔𝗖𝗘 𝗢𝗙 𝗛𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗘𝗥 𝗕𝗘𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦

Happy Valentine’s Day broskis <33 yes I am a bit late let me rest

Archons x new archon reader!

VENTI doesn’t know what to do with you yet that doesn’t mean he won’t try his best! He’s going to make sure himself that celestia won’t end up corrupting you like the rest. Someone stop this man before he feeds you something he shouldn’t-

Venti would most likely baby you a lot but he is well aware at times you can hold on your own pretty well. Dragging you along with his stupid scandalous plans of drinking alcohol then proceeding to protect you from the abyss order. Venti might be on the weak side but he is smart and not to be underestimated.

Behind that carefree persona is someone who could be just as cunning and secretive. However he wouldn’t do anything that could harm you of course! He’s making sure that he protects you with his body and soul dedicated.

Venti wants you to grow up strong and not someone like him, well..just not the bad side. Not a carefree drunk that can’t pay off their tab everytime they goes to the tavern.

“You will soon grow to understand little windblume!”

ZHONGLI is the oldest amongst the orginal 7 archons so it would only make sense he knows what to do. Zhongli took care of xiao for a while so he would have a basic understanding of what not and to do.

He’s not quite..the best but he’s more experienced than you may think. So when he had first stumbled upon you it was quite a scare already realizing where you came from. In his free times he would talk to you about tales of old or new adventures he encounters everyday. He notices how you listen very intently with visible stars in your eyes so naturally it comes to his attention you will possibly to be a wanderer (ayo scaramouche reference??).

He already has adoption papers not even a week after taking you in so don’t ask about it! He always has his connections to pull some strings. Zhongli is a different person when protecting you though, archons help whoever thought it was a “good” idea to mess with you in the first place. Legend has it..they never lived to tell the tale.He often brings you to yunjins shows or even third-round knockout.

“What story would you like to hear today friend?”

EI isn’t..entirely clueless I would suppose? She took care of scaramouche for a while before setting him free but overall she doesn’t really know what she’s doing. This is when yae miko steps in to help out a but since she would have more knowledge on these type of stuff. She likes to tease you but not to the point that it embarasses you too much. It brings joy to Ei knowing you are at least doing well but still being clueless she tends to distance herself from you not knowing that you crave for her attention. One day you have to come up to her yourself and explain you don’t appreciate her avoiding you with the most upset face she’s seen on you.

Taking this into consideration she tends to spend more time with you. Sometimes you catch her buying a bunch fo snacks just so she can share them with you later. Ei tends to have this overprotective side of her since you remind her of her sister a bit. So don’t be surprised if she won’t even let guards near you at times.

She spoils you rotten just like zhongli. She catches you eyeing something while taking a walk? Next thing you know it’s in your bedroom. Want some cake? Just make sure to share a slice! Ei makes sure to train you with your desired weapon as to you have at least some knowldege on how to protect yourself in her abscene!

“Little one, what is it you desire?”

NAHIDA can relate to your situation a bit since you both are still new to the archon thing. She’s only 500 or so years old and that’s pretty young in terms of archon years. She makes sure you didn’t experience the same thing she did. Treating you with a bunch of love and care as well! She is well aware of peoples feelings and understand them well than most of the archons can so that gives her a huge advantage. Nahida brings you around with her on daily strolls so you can interact with people not to mention understand human feelings. Nahida is still a archon and has duties so sometimes she would leave you with al-haitham or scaramoche. She trusts him enough to even hand you out of all people- well not people your a archon but yknow the point still stands.

She is still a free type of person though so expect a lot of innocent mischief. Mind reading, pretending to be others, that type of stuff. She wants to teach you to have fun in a way that isn’t harmful to others around you and i’d like to say Nahida is doing a very well job at it too.

“Let’s go to the market today!”

[olivia091108]

how to be a jackass Introduction

Word count:1.k

Tonight I’m going out with my sister and her boyfriend because apparently ‘I need to get a a life’ which I think is kinda rude but the only reason she’s saying that is because her and her boyfriend are thinking of moving out together but I don’t know anyone around town and she doesn’t think I’m responsible. She’s right

“Are you kidding me we need to leave in a half hour and your still in your pyjama’s chop chop”she claps her hands in my face.

She can get quite stressed when it comes to me I wasn’t the easiest to grow up with I was a bit of a hothead we both have a few stories from tell of our fights which she still has a scar form that she never shuts up about

“Alright calm down I have loads of time” I push myself off the sofa and just as I walk past her I barge her against the wall and quickly scurry to the bathroom and lock the door before she gets crazy.

I walk into my room with a towel wrapped round my body and one in my hair and flick the tv on just to have some noise in the background it was an alright show jackass that I would watch when I get back late and nothing else is on except teleshoping. I don’t have anything against it but they need to step it up cos I know give me 10 or 20 bucks I’ll do anything they do.

I find an old shirt from when I was like 15 or something and picked up some jeans that were laying on the floor before slipping on some shoes.

“See I’m ready in what 5 minutes you need to take some Xanax I swear”

“Your hair is literally dripping” I flip my head back and forth no doubt getting it on her. And walk down to her boyfriend Oliver who was gonna drive us.

Once we get their it’s already kicking off and walk towards the bar but some grown men are standing there ignoring me while I ask them to move so I manage to budge my way through them and get a rum and coke.

I start to sweat being surrounded by 15 people who clearly know nothing about personal space. I see my sister and Oliver talking to some dude and my sister starts pointing me out and calling me over.

Y/n come here so you know that show you love jackas-

Love? No I don’t love it I don’t even like it that much but what does that have to do with anything?

“Y/n”she says my name like my mum used to when I would break something she jerked her head to the man just standing there and at first I’m confused but then I realise who he is Oh shit

you don’t like the show sweetheart?the leader of the show asks

“I mean It’s alright but you could do better.” He laughs a bit at my words “oh yeah what then?”

“Nah I didn’t mean to be rud- no I’m serious what do you think”

“Do more nasty shit or more extreme stuff and more painful stunts all in saying is anything you lot do I could do if I knew I was getting paid or just for a laugh”

Ill buy you a drunk if you make out with that man at the bar he points to a fat man who is drenached with sweat and is missing a tooth at the bottom

“Easy.”

I walk over to him and straight up grab his face and kiss him slipping my tongue and feel him grab a handful of my ass and a few seconds later pull away and walk back over to Johnny using the bottom of my shirt to try and wipe my tongue

“Ok your’e turn Pants that biker playing pool” Johnny looks at him and he looks like he will smash his face in. He walks over there and waits till he has his back to him and as hard as he can yanks his jeans down with his boxers coming as well exposing his bare crack Johnny turns round and ores tends to be in a conversation with some random lady.

The man pulls Johnny to face him and holds him by the colour getting redder and redder. His friends start crowding him and they look like they’re gonna jump him so I walk over and tell him.

“Sir they ran into the bathroom he didn’t do it.”

He lets go of Johnny and storms towards the bathroom with his friends following hot on his heals. I burst out laughing making my eyes water.

“I was about to get my ass kicked”Johnny said joining in on your’e laugh.

The night progressed like this having a couple drinks doing some dares. I didn’t even know that Olivier and my sister left. Some of his fiends joined in.

Running along the bar naked then getting pushed off -Chris

I poured salt in my eye

Ehren getting pool balls thrown at him.

And obviously Steve o lit himself on fire spreading it onto my hair

And so on by the end we were all drunk as fuck and had been kicked out.

I wake up with a throbbing head ache and open my eyes but getting blinded by the lights once they adjust I’m in the bath but I don’t recognise it. I get out and try and find out where I am I hear voices so I walk towards it and then it clicks.

We got kicked out and went back to Steve os apartment carrying on the night everything else’s is a bit hazy right now.

I see all of them in the living room chatting and I also see Steve o wearing my shirt that is 4 sizes too small and some boxers.

Hey Steve o can I have my shirt back I groggily ask making them look towards me probably forgetting I was here.

Yeah dude. He takes it off and throws it at me and I take off the one in wearing and give it to him.I turn around and change

“Dude that bruise is gnarly” I look down at my hip bone and see it decorated with a purple bruise from when I tried to break the door down.

“Y/n you weren’t bullshitting last night we’re you? Johnny asks

“What about?”

“Well we were thinking you were right we gotta be more exciting and you seemed pretty into it would you wanna join.”

“No offence babe but Johnny she was drunk as shit she won’t do any of it sobre”

“Try me.”

Time skip

“Im y/n y/l/n and this is electric mouse trap.”

I stick out my tongue and let Chris clip it on to my tongue and immediately feel the electricity. I Jump around in pain trying to keep it in as long as I can to prove to them I can do it. I Shake my head and rip It off my tongue and It feels numb. I try to speak but all that’s coming out is jibberish and everyone including myslef laugh.

“Welcome to jackass y/n”

Guys I’m baaaack

This will be a slower burn series of bam x reader and jackass girl don’t know how often I will post but I’ve planned at least 3 chapters and I’m so excited message me any headcannons you wnat in this

Ik bam wasn’t in this but just you wait

My requests are still open

-liv

[syoddeye]

14. Assign a fashion aesthetic to this character.

because i can't be Normal, here are 11 mini moodboards + blurbs lmao. thank you canva. some of the photos are low res, that's my b.

disclaimer: this is clearly for fun. i don't want to hear about how wrong i am lol.

Price: Maybe this is because the strong visuals from Ursa Major by @the-californicationist is rotting my brain (affectionate), but my favorite dude likes workwear and high quality clothing. I don't think he prioritizes fashion, but at the same time, he puts on Hard Pants whenever he leaves the house because you never know who he might meet! (You. At the store. Where he gets that pesky can of whatever off the top shelf for you.) Need to commission an artist to draw him as Tom Selleck.

Rudy: Inspired by Bayardo. Rudy likes moto style, worn-in/lived-in clothing, and cleans up real nice. I could see him gravitating more color and knit button downs/polo shirts. I didn't include much western/cowboy stuff, but I imagine Alejandro's aesthetic rubbing off on Rudy since they've known each other for decades.

Ghost: To no one's surprise, his favorite color is black. But, he wouldn't wear clothes that draw even more attention. He's already a big fella, I just don't see him trying to stand out on purpose. He favors darker neutrals, layers, regular cloth or paper face masks, and workwear. Pretty plain aesthetic. Just a Guy™.

Kate: "Sy, that's a lot of Gillian Anderson." AND? What about it? Anyway, I think younger!Kate saw If These Walls Could Talk 2 and emulated Amy's (Chloë Sevigny) style for a number of years. I think with her work and maturation of style, her style is more utilitarian/streamlined, but when she dresses up, ooh baby. Some of Maya Erskine's outfits in the new Mr. and Mrs. Smith show also scream Kate to me. Obviously we have a vest outfit here, because if there is one thing lesbians love, it's utility. /jk

Nik: Similar to Price in that he values clothes that can hold up under normal-to-heavy use. Every outfit does have to highlight a chain. My guy is probably sitting on a small mountain of money, too, but the clothes he picks for himself are unlabeled.

Ale: He's a smooth operator 🎶 No, but to me he's like Soap - Alejandro knows he's good-looking. He has the range and the confidence to pull off most anything. I think similar to Rudy, I imagine him leaning more towards moto aesthetics, with more cowboy/western vibes. Not afraid of color. Lest we forget, he owns a ranch, so throw in workwear, too. Tucked in shirts, belt buckles. Another minor point of inspo is Donald Glover from Mr. and Mrs. Smith.

Gaz: It's coincidence two photos contains glasses BUT I think in my dream world, Gaz dresses the way Elliot Knight's stylist dresses him. Which is to say wonderfully. Gaz tends toward neutrals, pieces that are easy to layer, and can fit into more than one look. He's probably somewhat up on fashion and style, not obsessed, but aware of what he looks good in. Not afraid to chat up a sales associate for help.

Soap: He knows he's nice to look at. He knows his arms are drool-worthy. The moment the weather's pleasant enough, he's sleeveless. I also know he probably dgaf about fashion but let's feed my delusions. Streetwear, athleisure - He's got to be able to move freely, feel comfortable, and show off his build.

Farah: Ignore the bags lol. If anything, she's carrying something crossbody and functional. Anyway, Farah's a leader and has been from too young of an age. I think this translates to how she carries herself and what she wears, yeah? I think she aligns with Soap+Gaz+Ale in the Can Wear Anything group. My soft as fuck HC is that Price gave her a few band shirts at some point in time.

Alex: Generally aware of what he looks good in. He relies on his more fashion inclined friends and loved ones to send him ideas or buy him clothes outright because he does not go out of his way to shop. He constantly wears that a single jacket he got One compliment on it six years ago. Like Ghost, he's Just a Guy™. A very handsome one.

Valeria: She's a business woman, right? 👀 Valeria's aesthetic is a mixture of all black everything/glam/utilitarian but make it fashion. In my deepest of dreams, her fashion style is more fluid, and she eats up everything she wears. Again, kind of falling into the idea that confidence makes any style possible on her.

character ask game questions here!

[lmskitty]

I'm trying to function at work but no thoughts head empty only Satoru Gojo bf headcanons. ( A lot of which I've discussed with @ellionwrites on occasion because I simp for Gojo hard. God help me)

I bet he'd give the best hugs.

I bet he ruffles you on the head when he sees you and messes your hair up everytime.

He constantly calls you sweetheart, baby, honey all sweet terms of endearment.

I bet he buys you sweets while he's on trips away and then fucking eats them all on the journey home and you can't even be mad about it because its him and he does this EVERYTIME.

Like he's objectively the worst boyfriend.

He's not actually gods gift at sex (though he thinks he is) people have thrown themselves at him for so long he's never had to really put much effort in and that has meant you've actually had to teach him a few things. It's ok though he is definitely a fast learner and treats the whole experience like a challenge.

He has issues with sensitivity due to the infinity and gets overstimulated. Hes got a good refractory period thankfully but he tends to put off penetration for a bit because he knows letting anyone past his barriers is intense. Super into kink, loves being tied up, loves pegging. Loves you on top so he gets to watch your expressions.

(from the light novel CANON CONTENT BABYYYY)

His bad habit though is he just fucking warps away just after sex and leaves you in the wet patch after he said he'd get you a glass of water and then doesn't understand why you're so mad when he texts you like TWO weeks later

"u up? ❤️❤️❤️"

And of COURSE you let him back in the house because come on?!? How could you deny him when he pulls his blindfold up and gives you puppy dog eyes and he's so lovely and cuddly and he's just had his hair done so you get to run your fingers through that soft undercut but then you realise the next morning he's eaten all your fucking cereal again and has disappeared before you even got a goodbye.

He sends you a picture of you snoring later and tells you he misses your cute face. It's like the worst picture of you ever.

(he makes the picture of you snoring his wallpaper and won't let you delete it)

He never replies back to messages and is ALWAYS late for your dates but god he makes you laugh so much your stomach hurts and he likes to take you out on shopping dates and buy you everything you even remotely glance at.

Hes a giant nerd. He loves a good movie date with you, lays on your chest while you stroke his hair on his ridiculously large and comfortable sofa and you always think he's gonna use the proximity to seduce you but NOPE he just talks through the whole damn film about the film and his theories and weird behind the scenes stuff. If you try and kiss him he shushes you because he wants you to concentrate on the cinematography.

He's the worst and also the best and I miss him so much.

[stuckinapril]

how to reach out to a friend you haven’t spoken to in almost a year? things ended weird, but I think about her every day

Just be honest. This happened w me and my ex best friend. Our friendship ended on a horrible note, we didn’t talk for a year, then she hit me up out of nowhere and we ended up having a mature conversation about it and reconciling. Of course, that’s the best case scenario. I’m not really that much of a grudge-holder, but she could be so it’s not always a guarantee she will be receptive to your efforts—which honestly doesn’t really matter bc you lose nothing. She’s already out of your life. If she chooses to come back into it, great. If she doesn’t, yeah it’ll sting but at least you’ll know that you stayed true to your feelings. You’ll know you acted on them instead of letting fear of rejection keep you frozen. And you’ll move on and live your life without her just like you already were doing. Your heart isn’t going to spontaneously combust just bc this one person on an earth of 8 billion wasn’t keen to be friends w you. It’s a “the worst already happened” kind of situation. Either way your life will not change drastically from what it was before.

I get anxious about this stuff a lot too. But I try to remind myself that in 100 years we’ll all be dead in the ground anyway, so there’s no point spending our limited time on here playing mind games and not speaking our truths (within reason; you don’t want to go around being inappropriate bc of this, but I think most people understand where that line is drawn).

I’m only 21 but I’m already very much of the mind that I want to only say what I mean and mean what I say, and I’m only interested in surrounding myself w people who do the same. Generally that means I’m a very blunt communicator (bc being vague and playing w my words aren’t worth the effort to me) and I take what people say at face value 99% of the time (bc I don’t want to go guessing what they actually mean—I’m a busy person and I’d rather occupy my mind w other things). If it turns out they weren’t being truthful, which a lot of people my age typically are not, then that tends to take care of itself bc I don’t buy into that kind of thing. I suggest you adopt a similar mentality just so you don’t waste a lot of time overthinking other people’s actions and being in your head. We only get so much time on this earth. Just be honest w yourself, be honest w other people, and act w good values.

[mxrcjqckspnchqsc]

Could you do the fluff alphabet with Robin Buckley?<3

Fluff Alphabet

A/N: this took awhile sorry bout that but it's here so hope you like it!(and to the person who requested Bruce, I don't write for him, sorry!)

A = Admiration (what do they absolutely adore about you?) Robin admires your kindness and how nice you are to your friends and strangers.

B = Body (what is their favorite part of your body?) Robin's favorite part of your body is your hands, she loves drawing little doodles on them when she's absolutely bored out of her mind.

C = Cuddling (how do they like to cuddle?) Robin is mostly the little spoon, she likes to be held but she doesn't mind being the big spoon, she loves the way your body fits with hers.

D = Dates (what does their ideal date with you look like?) Robin's ideal date with you is really anything, could be a picnic in the park, late night drive that feels like forever, a movie night, etc.

E = Emotions (how do they express emotion around you?) Robin isn't one to hide away how she feels but ofc her crush on you was just embarrassing to watch(as Steve quotes) but nonetheless she will let you know how she feels anytime of the day.

F = Family (do they want one? If they do, when?) Robin never really thought of having a family at all but once she saw you interact with Holly, she knew she wanted to have one but maybe later in life when you aren't facing monsters from another dimension.

G = Gifts (how do they feel about gift giving? What are their habits when it comes to this?) Robin's pretty lousy with gift giving since she doesn't have any money so she tends to make home made gifts for you instead(and she definitely didn't ask Nancy for tips whatsoever) but when she does buy you a gift, she makes sure it's special and tries her best to not ruin it.

H = Holding Hands (when/how do they like to hold hands?) Robin LOVES to hold hands, whenever you two are together you are holding hands, and in public interlocking pinkies. She just can't keep her hands off of you and everyone knows it.

I = Injury (how would they act if you got hurt?) Robin would be all over you if you got hurt, she would be by your side 24/7 and almost never leave unless she really had to.

J = Jokes (do they like to joke around with or prank you? how?) Robin always jokes around with you whether it's a inside joke between the two of you or just a simple joke she heard from Steve or Eddie. As far as pranks go, she tries to not hurt you in any of them but she does them occasionally when you don't suspect it and when you think it's the last, it isn't and it never will be.

K = Kisses (how do they like to kiss you?) Robin likes to caress your face while she kisses you whether it's a quick kiss on the lips/cheek/neck or a much longer kiss. She likes knowing you're actually there and not a part of her imagination.

L = Love (how do they show you they love you?) Robin expresses her love for you through her actions if words cannot let her, she'll kiss you, hold your hand, smile at you to let you know that she's never leaving you as she doesn't plan on it.

M = Memory (favorite memory together?) Robin's favorite memory of the two of you was when you and the older teens did karaoke night and you was singing a song by Queen with Steve(while drunk), seeing her lover and best friend getting along meant a lot to her(not that she would admit it)

N = Nightmare (what is their worst fear?) Robin has many fears, but her absolute worst fear is getting outed. It's hard being queer in Indiana, and she's seen the things they've done to people like her, and she's always on edge, hoping she or you isn't next. She couldn't bear losing you, she would never forgive herself.

O = Oddity (what is one quirk they have?) Robin tend to ramble alot, everyone knows that. But it's about the type of stuff she chooses to ramble about such as a comic book and it's franchise, a movie with a bad ending, an analysis about two characters and why they should end up together instead of who they should end up with, even random science facts. She could go on forever and ever on the difference between effect and affect.

P = Pet Names (what do they like to call you?) Robin doesn't really do petnames but she does like to call you honey or darling, she doesn't go all out in public.

Q = Quality Time (how do they like to spend time with you?) Robin doesn't care what you guys do just as long as she's in your vicinity and she gets to be near you, she's chill.

R = Rhythm (what song reminds you of them?) A song that reminds you of Robin would be Dancing Queen, sure it was the song that you and Steve sung while drunk that one night but it's also the song that played in the background when she told you she loved you for the first time and when she(finally) confessed her feelings.

S = Secrets (how open are they with you?) Robin tells you almost everything unless it has to be a secret(such as El and the upside down) and she can't tell anyone and that(sadly) includes you, it's hurts her so much but it's for the better but they get out eventually.

T = Time (how long did it take you to get together?) It took you guys a longgggggg time to get together and Robin takes full responsibility for that, she was too busy overthinking to even see that you would give her longing glances and heart eyes back.

U = Upset (how do they act when you’re upset?) When you're upset, Robin tries her best to make you feel better but if you just want to be alone then she gets that and she'll leave you alone until you're ready.

V = Vaunt (what are they proud of? Do they like to show you off?) Robin loves showing you off to your friends whether it's a small accomplishment such as getting a good grade on a test or something big like getting a job, Robin tells it all and she's always proud of you no matter what.

W = Warrior (how do they feel about you fighting? Would they fight for you, beside you, etc?) Robin HATES the idea of you fighting, sure you can protect yourself but it still worries her when you go up against vecna or demobats, in her defense, you could have gotten rabies!

X = X-Ray (how well are they able to read you?) Robin can surprisingly read you very well, like an open book, but reading a new chapter that feels similar to the last. She can tell when you're mad, sad, anxious, lying, and ofc happy. She basically memorized all your emotions in her head so she can know whatever you're feeling in a second and how to help(if she has to).

Y = Yes (how would they propose to you?) Robin would go all out when trying to propose, getting a reservation at a fancy restaurant(but in the corner where no one sees the two of you), writing a speech on what to say when the moment comes but when all of that gets ruined and canceled. Robin decided to propose to you in the kitchen right right there and then when you were eating and you almost choked, but nonetheless you said yes.

Z = Zen (what makes them feel calm?) The only thing that makes Robin feel calm is you(and surprisingly meditation with all her fidgeting), Robin claims you just know the right words to say and the right tactics to use which calms her down and she wouldn't have it any other way.

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[am-i-the-asshole-official]

WIBTA If I didn't go to my sister's wedding? At the moment I don't even know if I'm invited, but knowing my family (and my sister) it's probably a no-brainer for them. My (M20s) sister (F30s) is finally engaged after a long relationship with her boyfriend and while I am happy for her, our relationship has always been rocky with our mom caught in the middle because she 'sees both sides' as she says but just doesn't want an argument driving the family apart. My sister isn't an obvious bad person, she's accepting of me being trans and such, never heard her say anything really bigotted aside from the usual low level white person ignorance so that's not it. My sister is however quite ableist and a know-it-all. She claims I'm making up my ADHD as 'an excuse to not have to work' and has been ridiculing me for my weight (among other stuff) for many years now. She's not doing it entirely on purpose I think? She just has no filter and has gotten shit for it at her job too despite doing well there. So it's obviously not just me that is her target for her unfiltered opinions. Maybe if she showed some remorse it wouldn't be so bad but she often straight up doesn't. She says she's chosen to live with the fact she doesn't have much of a filter and doesn't want to waste energy on regrets. (Even if that means hurting her family I guess) I've been feeling conflicted since hearing about her being engaged because all that fatshaming and not wanting to be seen in public with me much came flooding back. (because she claims I don't care enough for my skin. I have psoriasis in my face, it's a skin condition, I didn't choose this. Why does she care? Because she wanted to be a beauty specialist at one point and that never happened. So yes she's literally that vain) I'm now left worrying that if I DO go to that wedding I'd have to rent a tux (No way I could afford buying one) and I'd be that 'weird trans sibling' who is also 'overweight' (I'm not but ok) in the eyes of her perfect barbie girl friend group. I wouldn't know anyone there aside from our mom, our brother and his kids (who are super chill so eh) and I just don't want to hear from them a week orso later that I somehow embarrassed them. I just have my doubts because her boyfriend (now fiance) is a lot more chill and we get along great. He doesn't really have much of a hand in any of this stuff and tends not to get involved, but knowing him I think if I didn't show he might get upset or just disappointed that I let 'a little family beef' get between us.

What are these acronyms?

[yandere-kokeshi]

Pavitr with a reader (m or gn) whose a thief- but for “good” reason. He struggles to take care of himself and needs the money :(

Pav feels bad for him, but at he same time needs to be spiderman- so he tends to mostly let him go? and eventually they build some sort of silent “frenemie” relationship:)

thank you!

Warnings: yandere behavior and stalking

A/N: idk if this is okay, I hurried this; I did male reader. Hope you enjoy :]

He feels awful whenever he sees you steal money or food; possibly other necessary items that are way too expensive than they should be.

Of course, he’s Spiderman. He’s supposed to take care of the city and knock down all evil - but, you were pulling his heart string, quite hard. He wants to help you, his spider senses going crazy to urgently fix the problem but he’s unsure how to.

Sure, the two of you had a lot of run-ins and he would always let you go. But, he never really realized why he did so. At first, he thought his senses were broken - something turned them off and yanked them like strings.

But the more he watched you from rooftops, looking at items that were necessary before grabbing them off the shelves, the yelling ensued as you pushed and shoved anyone - running off the unknown of crowded streets before taking a sharp turn into an alleyway; which is where he’d normally meet you. Pavitr realized that his empathy was stepping in. He felt bad for stealing necessary items, which is how he decided to approach you one day.

Pavitr followed you near an alleyway after an incident, seeing how you held the food close to your chest as if you were to let go, it’d disappear. He felt awful, a frown puzzled on his face as he watched you lean against the wall, opening the bag to see what you stole. By his twitching needs to approach you, he swung behind you.

Automatically, your brain warned you of a new presence - and when you turned around, Pavitr stood there with a bag of goodies and waved awkwardly, a small but meaningful: ‘Hi…!’

But, reacting like anyone, you threw a bunch of stuff at him, seriously cursing him out as he dodged most objects, and before he knows it, you were gone without the food you had stolen; of course, being the ‘hero’, he returned it but made sure to find you again, keeping note of your scared and uneasy reactions.

Then, that’s where his play of ‘anonymously’ leaves gifts comes in. Within a day or two, he’s found your home - making sure to take brain notes of the times you leave and come back. By the time you come back from a small errand, a few gifts of things were on your bed, a bunch of sticky notes with smiles or words of encouragement; a small sketch of a similar Spiderman that you saw a few days ago.

Within those gifts, Pavitr often gives you money, food, and hygienic items. Seeing your reaction was pretty precious to him.

From then on, he understood that’s what he was going to do from now on, until he can get you comfortable enough to approach you in person.

Every day, the gifts came. Sometimes they’d have new items, different types of food that you wouldn’t buy due to the expense. But, they usually kept the same. It made Pavitr happy that you got excited when you saw them, eagerly opening up the bags like a kid on Christmas morning.

Until he made a small mistake. That early in the morning, he swung in the cities, stopping at your window before opening it up, crawling in as he did for the past few weeks. He left the bags on your bed, making sure everything was perfect to his eye level.

However, Pavitr heard the front door open and close. Your familiar footsteps coming into the bedroom. His heart started racing. His body wouldn’t move. His spidery senses wouldn’t stop buzzing and telling him to move! - he only reacted at the worst time.

By the time you opened the bedroom door, coming in to see Pavitr’s body halfway out and in through the window, the two of you stared at each other for a few seconds before you spoke up, “Who— what the hell are you doing?” Ultimately, he laughed. A small one and an uncomfortable one. “I’m… uh. Leaving a gift for someone. Yeah, you. Not from me though.”

With a look of scaredness and awkwardness, Pavitr looked at you before speaking up, “You enjoy! This… is a gift from me. Have fun!” Before he could zoom off into the cities, you yelled at him - to which, he turned around and gave you his full attention.

You thanked him out of consideration and niceness, a smile forming on your face.

Pavitr was… surprised.

He wasn’t expecting it. But he’s taking it into thought. All he did was nod, a laugh coming from him before swinging off to fight crime - your face becoming a fond memory. Every day, he now swings by to talk to you, which envelopes your relationship - a new start of something new.

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[starkerscoop]

Cupid Personified

Posting this for the @starkerfestivals Secret Starker Valentine's event.

For my giftee, @taruchinator :) I hope you like it!

Prompt: Peter is Morgan's kindergarten teacher and Tony is just smitten with the guy. Morgan, thinking she's helping her dad out, asks him to buy her flowers and chocolates for Valentine's Day, claiming it's for her classmates. Turns out the little devil just straight up walks to Peter and goes “my daddy thinks you're cute!” and hands him all the stuff. Embarrassment and shenanigans ensue, but yeah, wingman Morgan for the win. "

Tony slammed on the brakes, his hands tightening instinctively on the wheel as his car jerked to a stop. School drop-off was always challenging. How could it not be, when his eyes won’t stop straying? He averted his gaze from Mr. Parker, who was turning with furrowed brows, likely trying to figure out whose parent was incapable of driving in a parking lot. 

He let out a heavy sigh once Mr. Parker returned his attention to the students streaming through the gates of the school. What was wrong with him? Pining after his daughter’s teacher like a fool. He wasn’t sure when exactly this obsession started; all he knew was that every time he laid eyes on Mr. Parker, his heart made a funny stutter and scared him into thinking it was failing. 

“Daddy?” 

The telltale wobble in Morgan’s voice was the only clue Tony needed to understand she was upset. Alarmed, he glanced over his shoulder to take in her watering eyes.

“What’s the matter, sweetheart?” he asked calmly. 

No reason to set her off further. He’d noticed over time that she tended to base her reactions off his, so if he was worried, she would be too. 

“We didn’t bring anything for Valentine’s Day,” she said anxiously. “Mr. P wanted everyone to bring something so we could have a party.” 

Tony ran a hand down his face. “Why didn’t you tell me that sooner?” 

He couldn’t count the number of times they’d run into the same issue with last minute projects that consisted more of his work than her’s. 

“I forgot,” Morgan confessed, “but I didn’t mean to! Can you bring some flowers and chocolate?” 

Tony checked his watch. He was already running late to a board meeting, why not make them wait longer? It was worth it to make his daughter happy. 

“Go to class. I’ll bring something,” Tony said, watching her smile grow, “but I want you to tell me these things in advance from now on. Capiche?” 

“Capiche,” she echoed. “Thanks Daddy!” 

Tony reached over the console and helped her unbuckle her belt. He unlocked the car door and kept his eyes trained on her as she skipped towards the gates. She’d cheered up awfully fast for someone who’d been so downcast just a moment ago. 

Interesting. 

Once she made it safely through the gates, he left the parking lot and drove to the nearest store he could find. Once he went in, he took his time perusing the aisles, ignoring the judgmental looks he could feel being directed at him by others. He knew how it looked—like he was a bad spouse doing last minute shopping for his partner. 

He picked out enough chocolate to send thirty children into a sugar high. He didn’t envy Mr. Parker, who would undoubtedly have to deal with more chaos than Tony faced as Iron Man. Tony sent him a mental apology as he paid for his armful of chocolate and flowers; he’d gotten one flower for each child. 

After stuffing everything into his car, Tony made the drive back to Morgan’s school. He parked as close as he could get to the entrance and wandered in with his gifts back in his arms. He hastily signed in at the reception before making his way to Morgan’s classroom. He knocked on the door as a warning before stepping in. 

The moment he went in, he realized that the knock was completely unnecessary, because there was absolutely no way Mr. Parker heard it. The children were already having fun, the Valentine’s Day party underway with music playing from the speakers as they folded bits of paper into hearts. 

Mr. Parker had his back turned to the door. He was helping a boy make his heart. Tony caught Morgan’s eye and beckoned her over with a nod. She bounded toward him cheerfully, taking everything from his arms with a small “Thanks!” and marching toward Mr. Parker before he could utter a word. 

Tony trailed behind her, laughing to himself at her determination. She tapped Mr. Parker on the arm, who turned to her with a kind smile, his eyes widening when he spotted all her gifts.

“My daddy thinks you’re cute!” she announced, a mischievous glint in her eyes, and suddenly it all made sense. 

They didn’t have to bring anything. Tony’d always known that Morgan was observant, but he never thought his attraction to Mr. Parker was so obvious she could pick up on it, let alone act on it. He was briefly concerned about how well she’d played him earlier this morning with the fake tears, but that concern rapidly made way for embarrassment, which wasn’t an emotion he was used to having. 

Mr. Parker’s cheeks bloomed. “These are very pretty flowers.” 

They were. And Tony had bought thirty of them. How must that look to Mr. Parker?

“What can I say?” Tony asked, regaining his voice. “I like pretty things.” 

He shot a wink at Mr. Parker, who seemed to turn impossibly redder. Morgan clapped her hands excitedly before jetting off to her friends, leaving them alone. There was something triumphant in her grin. 

“Well, I…appreciate all of this, Mr. Stark,” Mr. Parker finally said. “Thank you.” 

Tony waved off the thanks. “Please, call me Tony.” 

“Thank you, Tony,” Mr. Parker repeated, a bashful smile creeping onto his face. “You can call me Peter.” 

Tony tucked his hands into his pockets. “Are you doing anything today, Peter?” 

“You mean aside from watching a bunch of hyperactive kids?” Peter joked. 

Tony laughed, tilting his head back. “Aside from that, yes.” 

“I was going to binge watch Star Wars and drink cheap wine. I’m sure your plans are a lot more interesting,” Peter said. 

Tony shrugged. “They will be if you allow me to join you.” 

“Oh!” Peter’s eyes widened. “I’d like that. If you’re sure.” 

His cheeks were turning red again, and Tony had to fight the urge to trace his thumb over them. He kept his hands rooted firmly in his pockets. 

“I’ve never been more sure of anything.” 

[bluegalaxygirl]

Wild Flower (Zosan X Reader) Bonus

Plot: Just some moments i couldn't fit into the main backstory of Y/N. Its just a bunch of moments i think are cute and i could reference in the future East Blue series.

Warning: Bad language, Abandonment, Snakes and Fluff.

Reader is female and has the ability to control Snakes that come form tattoo's on her arms, she can change the size of them and see through their eyes but they are also connected to her emotions.

P1 - P2 - P3 - P4 - P5 - P6 - P7 - P8

----- Story 1 -------

Grabbing a large bag of Broccoli from the stall you look it over before handing the money over to the man behind it, Mr Grump, a sweet man who always had a smile "One day your gonna have to tell me what you do with all that?" He sighs shaking his head as he puts the money away, smiling you shake your head "It's a secret" You whisper before running off thanking the man as you do, you've been buying big bags of Broccoli every day for over a week now but you have your reasons. Making your way up the mountain with the small basket of fruit, eggs and fresh honey comb you open the bag of Broccoli making them smaller and placing them back into the bag before making it to the large waterfall. "Hay again, i brought fresh honey comb this time" you smile up at the waterfall but like always there's no answer, it doesn't bother you though, you like the quiet times you have here. Placing down the basket amongst the other gifts you walk over to one of the many trees nearby taking out some broccoli and placing it on the ground at the base of the tree before walking away to sit near the water. Taking your homework book out you start doing your work from time to time looking over to the tree hoping to see the squirrel you've been feeding for over a week, it wasn't long until she scurried out the whole in the tree looking around before making her way down and stuffing her cheeks full of the small piece of green broccoli. Placing the book on your lap you can't help but watch her and hold back your laughter at how big her cheeks get with every piece she stuffs in.

The poor squirrel was so skinny when you first came across her and to make matters worse she had three little baby's on that whole waiting for her, the dad didn't seem to be around but then again you didn't know a lot about squirrel and if the farther stays around or not after, either way you wanted to help her. Scurrying back up the tree she looked around one more time before going back into the whole where you immediately heard the sound of little squeaks, either their happy mum's back or their hungry either way your happy you managed to help at least a little. Going back to your homework book, time went by in a flash only being snapped out of your work by a rustling next to you, letting a smile spread across your face you slowly turn your head to look down at the mum squirrel grabbing pieces of broccoli from the bag and stuffing it into her cheeks. You tried not to move, but she must have noticed you looking so quickly ran away stopping in the middle of the path to look back at you "I'm sorry, i didn't mean to scare you... here" You softly stay keeping your voice down to not seem so scary, reaching into the bag you take a piece of Broccoli and hold it out hoping she will take it off you. She seems to think for a minute before slowly getting closer, her little hands reaching out to take it from you while her eyes watch your every movement. Taking it she scurry's away and back up the tree but you can't help the little giggle that leave your mouth.

----- Story 2 -------

Winter had arrived and even though it doesn't snow here it still gets cold and the bee's go into hibernation, as for you chickens you feel sorry for them since their bear feet walk on the wet cold grass all day everyday while you and your grandmother get to wrap up warm. "Grandma... do you think the chickens feet get cold?" You ask while helping your grandmother tend to the strawberry bushes getting them ready to survive a cold winter, with a smile your grandmother turns to you then looks over at the free roaming chickens "I don't know dear, I've never thought to ask" she jokes making you laugh and shake your head "Grandma, chickens can't talk... But i was thinking, if they do get cold then maybe we can make them some socks. The rest of their body is covered up but their feet are bear" You state making your grandmother laugh a little taking off her gardening glove to pat your head "You know i think thats a good idea but i'm not sure how the chicken's will feel about it" Your grandmother turns to look at the chickens again but shrugs turning back to you "But then again, i don't see any harm in trying" With a big smile you nod at her already planning on how to make socks for chickens.

A few days later you were done with your creations, you found your old baby socks and made a few adjustments so that their claws could stick out but their toes where covered. Making your way outside you run up to your grandmother who's cleaning out the hen house "Its finished" You smile holding out the tiny socks for her grandmother to see, leaning back the old woman looks over your creation with a large smile taking off her gloves to take one and look it over "Very good, i think the chickens might like this idea after all" she gives you a wink before standing up and walking over to grab one of the chickens, it didn't resist just let her pick it up and hold it so you could put the socks on its feet. Once on your grandmother puts it down and lets the chicken think for a moment getting used to the new feeling on its feet, feeling a little anxious that it might not like it you reach over and put its head "it's ok... its to keep you warm" you smile at the chicken as it looks down at its own feet before starting to walk, you smile wide as it walks away going back to peaking at the floor and clucking away "I think she likes it but honestly sweetie you spoil them" Your grandmother laughs while standing up to grab another chicken so you can do the same.

----- Story 3 -------

It has been a few weeks since you started talking with the deity but you haven't told anyone yet, your scared you'll either get in trouble or that who ever you tell will try and steal your time with the giant snake. You felt selfish but you cherished those times with Glykon, it holds a special place in your heart. During dinner, you sat the table next to your grandmother while picking at your food, the feeling of gilt and worry clouding your mind making you feel less hungry and more tired. Your grandmother picked up on this but didn't say anything hoping you would come to her when you felt ready but it's been a few days now, and she's starting to worry "So how was your day?" She asks watching as you look up from your food your tired eyes landing on hers "Its was ok" You state with a shrug before looking back down at your plate of food "Just ok? Did something happen?" She asks hoping to get something out of you without pushing too much, your body tenses a bit as you shake your head, Your grandmother sighs putting her fork down and taking your hand. "Sweetie, i'm starting to worry, your not acting like yourself... did something happen at school?" She asks with a pleading look, you shake your head again before putting your fork down and turning to look at the woman. "It's not about school... I-i want to tell you but i don't want you to be mad" You sigh seeing her face look at you with shock and concern.

Your Grandmother moves her chair closer to you while taking your other hand holding it in hers "Did you get hurt or did you hurt someone?" She asks with worry but when you shake your head she relaxes moving one of her hands to run through your hair getting it out of your face "Then i won't be mad" Your grandmother whispers with soft eyes making you feel a lot better, You open up finally telling her about talking to the deity and how he spoke back for the first time. You tell her you've been talking to him almost everyday and how it makes you so happy yet you feel guilty and selfish for not telling anyone since you wanted that time with him. Your grandmother gives your a small smile while squeezing your hands "Its very rare for the Glykon to talk to anyone so i understand your hesitant to tell anyone. I often wonder what he sounds like or what he would say but i won't steal that time away from you, I doubt he would talk to me even if you were there." She speaks helping you threw your thoughts and feelings "I'm going to be honest with you Y/N, it is selfish of you to keep this from people but its not for the reason you think." You look up at her in confusion not fully understanding what she means by all that, seeing you don't understand your Grandmother leans closed while placing her hand on your cheek "You always put others before yourself, if i need help or if the chickens need something or our neighbors need their dog walking, your more than happy to help even if it means not being able to do the things you want... being selfish isn't always a bad thing, some times you need to be selfish to make yourself feel better or to be a better person."

Your eyes water at her words, you thought she was finished so you turn to go back to your food only for her to cup your face making you look at her "Sweetie... You feel guilty because your being selfish and thats not something you normally do. I'm not angry or upset, in fact i'm happy your doing something that make you happy, that doesn't please other people. I'm proud of you Sweetie and i promise I'll keep this a secret, I'll always be here if you need to talk about things, i won't be mad" Jumping out of your chair you hug her starting to cry into her shoulder as she pulls you onto her lap, so she can hold you close. "I'm sorry Grandma" You cry happy that she wasn't upset and angry with you, she rubs your back and rocks side to side slightly trying to calm you down "There's no need to be sorry Sweetie, i'm happy you've made a friend and your doing something you love. I don't want you to be afraid to take time for yourself, ok?" She asks pulling you away, so she can wipe your tear stained cheeks with her sleeve, you nod at her while sniffling "C-Can we cuddle?" You ask deciding that your Grandmother is right, sometimes it ok to be selfish. Your grandmother nods letting you lay your head on her shoulder as she holds you tighter.

----- Story 4 -------

Your grades were always bad, it seemed no matter how hard you tried or how many hours of studying you did, your grades well all the same. You wanted to cry as the test paper was placed onto the desk, it big red ink a U, was circled which means your work was unsatisfactory. By the end of the day you walked home from school feeling like a failure and wondering what your grandmother would think, she's always supportive, she tutors you and helps you when ever you need but despite all that you can't get past an F. Hiding the paper under your clothes you walk into the garden seeing your grandmother looking after some strawberry bushes "I'm back" You put on a big smile as your grandmother turns to look at you "Hay sweetie, how was it? Did you get your test back?" You don't like lying to her but you didn't want to disappoint her again, keeping the smile on you try to answer as confidently as you can "It was good but Miss hadn't finished grading the test yet, so we might get them back tomorrow" Luckily your grandmother didn't see through your lie, with a nod she gestures to the house "The baskets all read to take to Glykon, I know you don't mind taking it" She winks at you making you smile for real this time and run off into the house, grabbing the basket you rush back out the house yelling goodbye to your grandmother on the way out. On the walk up the mountain you had time to think, you know your going to have to tell your grandmother sooner or later about the grade but maybe you can soften the blow a little, you could also talk to Glykon about it.

The wise snake who is almost as old as time itself would know what to do, right? Placing the basket down along with the other gifts you make your way over to your usual sitting spot while pulling out the test "Hay Glykon, how are you today?" You ask while sitting on the grass and looking up at the black waterfall "Hello little one, it has been univalent but i'm sure you'll change that" The giant snake stays behind the waterfall as it lets out a small chuckle, you let out a small laugh but it sounded more pained than you meant it to be "Is something wrong little one? You seem down" His voice hisses out in concern, gripping the paper in your hands you sigh while looking down at the grade "I got another U, I don't understand, i did the homework, i studied really hard and Grandma even tutored me for it so... Why can't i get past an F?" You ask as tears start welling up in your eyes, Glykon didn't answer for a second making you feel worse, thinking that he might see you as a failure and stop talking to you all together. "I understand that it is upsetting and frustrating but i know you Y/N, you are smart, maybe not school smart but you are smart" He states making you look up at him in confusion, You have to be smart to pass school so your not smart, was he just trying to cheer you up? Seeing your confused face the snake lets out a heavy sigh "Your a practical learner, which means you learn by doing, not sitting down and reading from a book or listening to a teacher talk. You learn by physically doing stuff and Visualizing physical things like images or facial expressions. Its something schools don't use unless they have no other choice."

You nod at his words managing to understand what he's saying but if they don't teach like that and you only learn that way then how are you ever going to pass an exam? "So... how do i fix that?" You ask earning a loud deep laugh from Glykon, it echo's off the sides of the cave making it louder than it should be, Shock over comes you making your eyes widen and your body freezes, but he soon calms down "Little one.. You have a gift for seeing what most others can't, please don't ever get rid of that, you can pass school, you just have to do it your way. For example, associating things with colors or images. Use colored pencils to go over sections you need to remember or draw an image next to that part, when ever you think of the color or drawing you'll think of that section. It'll take some getting used too but your smart Y/N, i know you'll be able to do it and i'm sure your grandmother will be more than happy to help" You smile at his words but when it gets to your grandmother it fades your hands gripping onto the test paper "I-I haven't told her yet... I don't want her to be disappointed, she worked so hard to help me" You sigh looking down at the paper "I'm sure she'll understand and agree with what i have said, I'm also sure she'll be more than happy to help you learn in what ever way is best for you" You smile again at his words feeling more confident than you did before, hopefully now you can start doing better and one day get better than an F, heck you might even get an A if your lucky.

----- Story 5 -------

Sitting on a rock near the black water you look over your right arm and the long snake tattooed onto it. "Now i haven't gifted someone two snakes in decades so i may be a little rusty on the details but i do know it will take a lot of training and time to have both of them out at the same time, until then it'll have to be one at a time. now all you have to do is make fangs out of your fingers on the hand you want the snake to come from" Glykon explains to you as his head sticks out of the waterfall while the rest of his body stays in the cave "So, is there a wrong way to make fangs?" you ask looking up at Glykon who lets out a small chuckle and shakes his head "Now just do what ever comes natural to you" you were nervous to say the least but you stretch out your arm and go to make fangs out of your fingers but stop yourself "Something wrong young lady?" The giant snake asks moving his head closer to you, a sad sigh leaves your lips as you put your arm down and let your eyes wonder to the floor "What if they don't like me?" you ask earning a sad look from Glykon who nudes your side with his snout getting you to look up from the floor "They are you, they won't hate you" he states but you shake your head "Their a part of me, but they have their own thoughts and feelings right so what if they decide that they don't like me?" your eyes stay on the giant snake as his eyes soften lifting his head high "Y/N, do you hate yourself?"

The question shocks you and makes you stand up from the rock "What? no of course not" you glare only for the giant snake to let out a soothing hiss and lower his head so his good eye can look at you "Then they won't hate you, They do have their own thoughts and feeling, but they take on how you are feeling, for example if you love someone then they will feel that too and take more care with that person, if you hate someone then they will feel more weary of that person." Nodding you start to understand but you still have that slight fear. Glykon seems to sense it and lets his tongue flick out to touch your cheek "Young lady, There is a reason why i give my gift to kind and brave souls like yourself, and that reason is because i know you will take great care of them, you will love them like their your own children or siblings and you will keep them safe from harm. I assure you, as much as you love them, they will love you ten fold" Tears well up in your eyes at his words but you nod and wipe them away, Glykon moves his head back as you sit back on the rock and hold out your arm before make fangs out of your fingers. The tattoo'ed snake comes to life slithering out of your skin and onto the rock where it curls around itself before looking up at you. Looking at each other you soon let a smile grown on your face and hold out your hand to the snake "Hi, I'm Y/N, it's nice to meet you" You whisper not wanting to scare it but the snake flicks its tongue at you before winding its body around your arm and up to your face where it nuzzles your cheek.

Letting out a small laugh you reach a hand up to stroke its head and down its body while leaning into its nuzzling. You've never felt love like this before or an instant connection that you know will never be broken "See, i told you it would love you" Glykon smiles looking over you and the small snake that turns its head to look up at the giant snake, your snake lets out a long sweet hiss which Glykon responds to by moving closer to nuzzle the tiny snake. You watch the two before placing your hand on the giant snakes cheek "Thank you for this, I'll make sure to love and protect them and i promise I'll get stronger so that they can both be out at the same time, so they can see the world with me" You tear up as Glykon moves his head to nuzzle you "I know you will young lady" he states with a low sweet hiss, your snake turns to you and flicks its tongue over your cheek before resting its head on your shoulder tightening its grip on your body as if its giving you a hug.

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Sitting in the kitchen at the dinning table you flip the page over to the next section of the large book while your snake sits on the chair next to you its eyes staying on you. The book was all about how snakes communicate with each other and what their body language says but you wanted to make sure you got things right so turned to your snake "Ok, I'm ready, give me another one" You state watching your snake close as it makes a hiss and a slight head movement, you bit your lip trying to remember what that one is without looking at the book again, your snake does it again giving you another chance. A gasp leaves your lips when the answer pops into your head "Oh, thats a no, right?" you ask earning a nod from your snake making you smile and gesture to give you another one, your snake thinks for a minute before moving closer and flicking its tongue out to touch your nose, with a laugh you place your hand on its head and stoke down to his back "I love you too" Your snake happily hisses as you pull away, "Y/n honey, Remember the rules, no snakes on the table" Your grandmother sighs as she walks into the kitchen placing a large try on the counter containing fresh honey and honey comb from the bee hive outside. You let out a sigh and sit back "But its not on the table" Your proud of yourself for cracking the code but your grandmother turns and crosses her arms over her chest "Fine, no Snakes at the table" She states making you sigh and hold your arm out to your snake letting it slither up your arm as you stand and grab the book from the table.

Stepping away from the table your snake looks at your grandmother and bows its head low below your arm and let's out a long soft hiss at her, you tilt you head at it as your grandmother does the same both of you not understanding until it lets out that long soft hiss again "Oh!... Please" you look at your grandmother putting on a pout as you beg, your snake brings its head up to you and flicks its tongue out to touch your cheek before looking back at your grandmother. The old woman sighs and pinches the bridge of her nose while shaking her head "Fine as long as it stays on the chair" With a big smile you run over to your grandmother and wrap your arms around her waist as you snake happily hisses and flicks its tongue out to touch your grandmothers nose. Pushing the snake away the old woman pulls you off her to give you a stern look "A flick to the nose means i love you" you state making your grandmother smile and pull you back for a hug "I love you both too" she sighs giving into you while stroking your hair.

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Before your snakes no one really talked to you since you were not that good at making friends and you were the person with the lowest grades but now suddenly people wanted to be your friend. Of cause, you wanted to say yes but it was overwhelming, the kids at school would come up to you during breaks and Lunch wanting to sit with you and talk, the topic was always on your snakes, the fight and Glykon, you didn't mind telling them about some things but you realized very quickly that if it wasn't for your snakes you would be sitting alone right now. Teacher would offer you extra credit work to get your grades up, something you were never offered before while also offering you after school tutoring. You love your gift and your snakes have before your best friends, you didn't blame them or Glykon for how differently people were treating you but you hate all the attention only because of them. You did tell your grandmother about all this, and she had a word with the school, you only heard from one of the girls whose mother works at the school what your grandmother said and did. Your grandmother was beyond angry with the school all of a sudden giving you what you needed years ago, if it weren't for the blessing they would never have offered her all the stuff their offering now. Your grandmother told the school that they could shove their kindness up their asses before flipping them off and leaving, you didn't believe the girl at first but when you asked your grandmother about it she told you it was true. You were doing much better with your Grandmothers help so you didn't feel like you needed the schools extra credit and tutoring.

The villagers were always kind to you so there wasn't much differences there, once in a while you would get offered free stuff but you always turned it down not wanting to be shown special treatment. Unfortunately there were some people who started to resent you, they'd give you funny looks or glare at you from afar, but they'd always act nice when up close. The one person who truly didn't change was a local stall owner weirdly names Mr Grump who was one of the nicest and happy'st people you know, it was always a joy to go to his stall to by food or head next door to see his golden retriever and walk it if he was too busy. He and your grandmother were the only two that didn't change at all, they still treated you the same which is why after your grandmother died and you graduated from form school, you asked Mr Grump if he wanted to buy the house you inhered along with the chickens and Bee hives. He always wanted a bigger farm but there wasn't many places to build so when you gave him that opportunity he couldn't say no. You both talked about prices soon settling on one that gave you enough to buy a boat and money left over while he could use the rest of the money he saved expanding onto the new property. You didn't care what he did to the house but you did tell him to take good care of your chickens and to make sure he brings at least 5 eggs up to Glykon one a week. With that all agreed on and the land signed over you left the next day knowing he will keep his word and hopefully have the farm he always wanted.

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These precious moments. ft. Chigiri. H

Having a cat was something you could only dream of. Sure, it sounds a bit pathetic, though the thought of coming home to pet and feed a little animal that also spent all its day waiting for you really seemed to excite you. Or maybe it was just growing on you because of a certain someone who also seemed to have a strong love for cats.

There were only a couple things that came to mind when you recall all of his interests: Soccer, reading, skincare, and cats. Particularly black cats. It came as a bit of a surprise to you when he stopped in the middle of your walk home from school to check a seemingly empty cardboard box.

“Hyoma, what are you doing?” 

“Just wait a second and I’ll show you” He replied, right before reaching his hands into the box and pulling a small black kitten out from inside. 

“Oh, a kitten! How cute..!” you reach your hand out to pet it, and it was surprisingly friendly. He cradled the kitten in his arms as it made itself more comfortable. 

“But how did you know it was here?” You questioned.

“Well, I’ve seen a lot of stray cats abandoned in boxes on the sidewalk before, so I just assumed there would be one in here”.

You never knew that he had a warm side to him, to tend to a stray animal and show such care for it. You watched him hold the cat in one arm and pat it with his other hand. Watching the soft smile on his face as he did so. 

‘His happiness was always so contagious’ you thought, as warmth tinged your cheeks alongside a subtle smile.

“Well, what are you going to do now? You can’t exactly put it back you know” You questioned.

“What do you mean, what am I going to do? I’m going to keep it, of course” he immediately responded.

“Huh? Just like that? Do you even have space for it?”

“That doesn’t matter, I’ll just clear some things out”.

Just like that, he cradled the small kitten in his arms as the two of you walked back home together. You wondered how he planned on keeping this cat without having the things for it, like food, a bed, litter, and the like.

“Don’t you think it would be good to get some stuff for it? You know, things a cat usually needs?”

“Well, I’ve always loved cats, but I’ve been especially hung up on it recently. So, when I’ve been heading out, it’s become sort of a habit of mine to pick up anything that I would buy if I did have a cat in the hopes that I’ll finally get one someday..” He bashfully chuckled with a small smile.

You decided to head to his home to help him bathe the cat and set up its place in his house. You suggested an empty corner in his room, though he tried to shoo you away from his door. When he eventually gave in and opened it, it was completely full of all things a cat would ever need or want.

Let's just say that any cat under his care would probably live a very pampered and lavish life.