What are the questions you hate??
Okay so I donât really HATE anything (so far) but how bout an FAQ? There are some asks Iâm kind of tired of answering lol. Such as;
⢠âFEED MEâ For one thing, itâs not even an ask đ So I donât love this energy, itâs -2 charm for me. Whilst Iâm grateful that folks really like the art I share (like SUPER GRATEFUL!!) I am not particularly enchanted by a demanding aura
⢠âwhen is ____ coming outâ? The answer is always âI donât knowâ because I draw for FUN and I draw in my FREE TIME and that varies. So for the foreseeable future, unless I EXPLICITLY state otherwise, you can expect my next post to appear on your screen whenever I post it đĽ°đ
⢠âwhat programs do you useâ? I donât have a problem AT ALL with inquiring minds, I just get this ask a lot and Iâve already answered it a few times (for the inquisitive minds, please consider checking the tag âanswersâ on this blog to find information. Iâll tag this âfaqâ) Anyway, I use pens, paper, my iPad, Apple Pencil, and Procreate. I often use brush packs made by Shiyoon Kim and Kyle Webster. I find brush packs on the creative market as well. wanna learn Clip Studio Paint, but havenât gotten to it.
⢠âadvice on improving in drawingâ? This is a beautiful question, and Iâm happy there are people who want to improve their drawing skills! I am one of you. I frequently use âYouTube universityâ where I will find drawing focused channels that teach you this very thing. Andrew Loomis books on drawing are like textbooks that break down the fundamentals really effectively. Like any skill, you have to research, study, and practice. The more you do of each, the better you will get. Iâm trying my best to improve and master the craft eventually. (A foolâs errand haha) anyway, have fun!
⢠âcan I fandub thisâ? The answer is yes!! And I hope you have a lot of fun!!! Please credit me and no monetizing. đĽ°
⢠âcan I make fanfiction/fanart/cosplay based on your fanart?â FUCK YEAHHHHHH!!! I LOVE people being creative. Weâre all having fun in this fandom and I think it makes life more exciting when we create! Same with fandubs, please credit and no monetizing đĽ°
⢠âdo you do commissionsâ? I am not accepting any right now, but that can change! Please trust that if/when I do start taking commissions, I will be letting yâall know!! And I really appreciate that youâd want to commission me đĽšâĽď¸
⢠âin your comic, will ____ happen?â Iâm not just gonna TELL you that lol. But clarifying whatâs ALREADY happened is always a welcomed ask :)
I just want to thank everyone who tunes into this blog!! I really have a great time creating fanart, fanfiction, and comics and Iâm VERY SHOCKED that what Iâve made has had the reception it has. Itâs fun to be in this fandom with you all!
THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO SENDS ME SWEET ENCOURAGING MESSAGES ILYYY đĽšđđđđđ
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Dorm leaders s/O bad period
This is another re upload, honestly, I think this is really funny because I just got off of my period and I wanted to die actually, because it was so bad
CW : period stuff, slightly suggestive joke on malleus and Leona, fluff, established relationship, at this point, they have all kind of tried to kill us, this is the least they can know. Kalim is the exception- no pronouns gn! Reader
RiddleÂ
He saw the slight red stain and had 0 clue what it was so he just marches up and informs you you are breaking the rules by having a stain on your pants
Instant regret when he sees the pure panic in your eyes
He thought it was him until you explain
Instantly gives his uniform blazer and walks you to the mirrors so you can change at ram shackle
Apologises a lot for almost giving you a heart attack
Poor boy really had no clue
9/10 caused a heart attack but helpedÂ
Riddle us very concerned when he sees you puking and passing out from the intensity of your period
He just wants the best for you so he definitely has pain killers on handÂ
He's a bit stiff and awkward but he is definitely much more lenient during bad periods
9/10 awkward and stiff but a great help
LeonaÂ
He could smell the blood but thought nothing of it (đĽşsubmissive and breadable?)Â
Then he saw you and the tell-tale red stain.Â
For all my slander he's a somewhat good boy, after all he dose immediately go help you
Drags you off and tells you discretely, before helping you to the dormÂ
This will happen much less with Leona because he can pretty much tell before you get your period
When he knows your about to start he stocks up on snacksÂ
He knows how bad it gets for you so he's pretty much giveing you a free pass to laze about with him and sleep for a week
If you get cramps he has Ruggie get a heating pad lmao
10/10 pretty good honestly
AzulÂ
At first he thought it was ink- no no don't laugh he's serious! He also sometimes had/has issues with this kind of thing as a kid and assumed that it was that
Immediately tells you about the "ink stain" and hands over his blazer to tie around your waist
The moment you say it's your period his mind is in overdrive
After this first incident azul is,,, prepared
Has spare pants on hand, marks down your cycle, and always has a spare pad/tampon pt.1Â
Most of the animal like boys will either smell or sense that it's about to happen, azul can just tell, but he also keeps track
This man đÂ
Infinite cuddles, you feel awful and bad and in pain? Here lay down with him for a second while he holds a heat pad against your back and Coos at you
Best for snacks, has all the snacksÂ
Also brews pain relief potions to mix with tea so you can relaxÂ
10918637/10 ask and you shall receive. the price? Kisses.Â
KalimÂ
No thoughts not a single thought when he sees the stain, he tells you because he's nice and your his s/O
Gos "oh" when you say it's your period. Then panics a bit
Definitely takes you back to scarabia and gets you a change of clothing
Kalim is very sweet to be around the entire time!Â
He loves you and will do literally anything just ask
It's comfy and warm in scarabia, he makes his bed into a pillowy blanket nest and feeds you fresh fruit and snacks
102884/10 holds your hair back when you pukeÂ
VilÂ
Immediately knows what happened and tells you right away
Gets you to the dorm and let's you change so you can feel comfortable
Vil could spot a stain from a mile away so chances are only he saw itÂ
Pt 2 of has spare pants, marks down cycle, and always has products on hand.Â
Vil is nothing if not prepared for this!Â
Ok when it gets bad and you find it hard to stand and sit due to pain vil calls you over and lays you down on you stomach to rub your back
Magic hands
His back massages are god sent and blessed by the 7 stg they make the pain melt and your back jelly
Herbal tea and remedies of any kind are in hand
Looking miserable in the halls and about to throw up? Look no further just drink what he gives you and pain goes awayÂ
19377/10 magic hands and magic potions to treat you right
idia
Idia is better than one would expect
Chances are he either catches it before you leave his room or its ortho, who catches it in the halls
Either way, you will be informed immediately and taken to change.
Ortho always seems to have stuff on hand. What you need, whether it's some sort of pain relief or an extra pad ortho has it!Â
This is because idia made sure that if he couldn't handle it you would at least not be fighting alone
Lets you spend your time during this to sleep in his room and do "online school"
Don't mention this suspicious lack of work during this time
Totally not because idia did it for you so that you could rest
Idia has always got snacks and if you're craving something, he doesn't have then he will brave the outside world and go get some from the vending machine
9/10 flustered but a good boy none the less
MalleusÂ
Smells it pt2 (submissive and breadable 𼺠pt2)Â
Malleus is instantly awhere of the situation and will quietly inform you before doing away with it using magic
Malleus can tell long before you that you are about to start and he's very good about telling you so you are prepared
If you do happen to bleed through he will hide it with magic before getting you a change of clothing
Who needs a heating pad when you have a dragon
Seriously, he's so warm. He just radiates body heat
You could honestly just snuggle up to him and it would be like having a hot water bottle
Definitely feeds you any snacks you want
The moment you feel nauseous sparkles of green light float around you and then boom, no more sickness
12/10 personal heater go brrrrrrr
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charles leclerc x reader ~ instagram au
prompt: the great looking driver we all know and love creates controversy with his new and surprisingly young girlfriend
warnings: age gap
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⧠đ˝đđđđđđ đąđđđ đşđđđđđđ â§
⧠Pairing: poly!slasher!minsung x chubby!fem!reader
⧠Genre: slasher au/horror/fluff/angst
⧠Summary: It's Halloween 1996, you've just broken up with your toxic ex, and there's a killer on the loose. When you go to the local video store to find your next distraction, you run into your longtime crushes who have their hearts set on looking after you. But you must be careful. Not everyone's who they appear to be.
⧠Word Count: 2.1k
⧠Warnings: brief discussion of murder, implied possessive ex, intro to knife play if you squint, suggestive, psycho Minsung, you probably have a killer fetish, & that's all my loves. It's otherwise quite fluffy tbh.
⧠A/N: I'm starting this series as my love letter to 90's slasher films aaaand because I just love Minsung. I'm writing this in "tapes" instead of chapters for ⨠ambiance ⨠so I hope the vibes come across. I'm already working on part two so I'll have my knives and fingers crossed you babes enjoy this one.
đ >>> Go to Tape 2 >>> đ
A bell dings overhead as you step through the door of Topline Video. A crowd of middle school kids dart by, nearly knocking you over in their excitement to get home with some cheesy slasher flick they definitely shouldnât be watching. All are in full costume, wearing the kind of plastic masks that smell sorta funny when you put them on.Â
The kid dressed as a goblin turns back for a second, peeling up the murky green mask to reveal an apologetic face. âSorry, lady!â he shouts, taking your gentle smile as a sign of forgiveness and racing to catch up to his friends. âLady?â you whisper to yourself, the door creaking shut behind you, âGreat, now I feel ancient.âÂ
Lucky for you thereâs no time for an existential crisis as youâre swept into the frenzy of the video store. The walls are packed with what must be a thousand VHS tapes. Double sided displays line the aisles with hundreds more. Every one of them is some brand of horror movie with even the most obscure subgenre present.Â
Black and orange streamers travel from one end of the ceiling to the next with tiny spiders dangling from them. Giant skeletons lurk in the corners guarding jack o lanterns with flickering eyes. Every year people eat it up but this year is particularly spooky. It sends a shiver down your spine when you recall why.Â
âI heard they found another legâ a red haired girl says, casually smacking on a piece of bright pink bubblegum. Beside her a shorter girl files through tapes under a large bloody hand drawn sign reading SERIAL KILLERS.
âI thought they already found both of his legs. A guy canât have three legs.â
The red haired girl shakes her head, smiling mischievously. âThat is not true. I hooked up with him once. You could for sure consider that thing a third leg.â The girls break into a fit of giggles. Dodging their insensitivity, you squeeze yourself into the Monster Movie section.Â
âHey Dracâ you sigh, staring up at the Dracula cutout looming over you, âI live in a town of idiots.â âYou donât mean everyone, do you?â a voice answers back with the worst Dracula impersonation youâve ever heard. Suspicious that it isnât coming from the cardboard cutout, you peek around to see a familiar face stocking the shelves.Â
Your heart immediately begins to flutter, a blanket of warmth encompassing you. Han Jisung. If you flip through the dictionary youâll find him under D for dreamy. The glow of the setting sun kisses his dark curly hair, making it almost sparkle. And those brown eyes, theyâre soâŚnoâŚkeep it together.Â
âThatâs a terrible Dracula voiceâ you tease, arms folded across your chest. âI donât know what you mean. Bleh, bleh, blehâ he carries on, pretending to bare his fangs. Now itâs you whoâs giggling and you canât stand how easily he gets you to.
âYou are such a dork, Han.â
Returning to his normal voice he only shrugs, âBut thatâs why youâre so insanely in love with me isnât it?â
His words intensify the heat moistening your palms. Fidgeting with the sleeves of your jean jacket, you wrack your brain for some witty response only for nonsense to tumble out.Â
âNo. What? IâŚuhâŚumâŚearly.âÂ
Popping a copy of Megaverse Massacre 2 onto the shelf, Han raises an eyebrow at you, âEarly?â
Your brain finally catches up to your mouth and you spit it out. âUh, yeah, early. I heard you guys were closing early because of theâŚâÂ
âBody hacking psycho killer?â a voice cackles, gripping your shoulders from behind. You let out a blood curdling scream that draws the attention of a few nearby shoppers. Swinging around, your fist ready to dish out a debilitating gut punch, you come face to face with Lee Minho. You havenât quite decided if he can be filed under âdreamyâ or âassholeâ yet.
Minho grins, never finding you cuter than when heâs getting on your nerves. âIâm sorry, babe. Didnât hurt you did I?â he teases, straightening out your clothes with a gentleness you werenât expecting. The sunâs doing that thing again. The sparkle. The glow. The radiant brown eyes searching yours, threatening to make you fall even deeper into them than you already have.
Han dips between the two of you, separating you before you rip Minhoâs head off. âIâm sorry. Really. He was deprived of air in the womb. Being an assholeâs just a side effect.âÂ
Over Hanâs shoulder Minho frowns, âHey! Rude much?â Digging into his pocket, Han pulls out a lollipop. Itâs sugar blown into the shape of a blood drenched kitchen knife. âAre you bribing me with a sugary murder weapon?â you ask, staring at it skeptically. Han flashes you a close lipped smile, his cheeks so fluffy itâd be a crime to deny him.
Snatching the lollipop you waste no time popping the wrapper off and tapping Minho on the head with it. âHey! What was that for?â he winces, wiping lollipop residue from his head. âSorry, babeâ you grin, sucking on your tool of revenge, âDidnât hurt you did I?â Han buries his face in his hand but it does nothing to hide the joy he takes in his best friendâs pain.Â
This is nice. Laughing with someone. With them. Itâs been a while since you felt this light around other people. The recent weight on you hasnât been of some invisible boogeyman sneaking off with one of your limbs. No, your boogeyman was someone you knew well, or at least thought you did, and heâs haunted you every chance he can.
Speak of the devilâŚ
A bell dings, drawing your attention to the door where a man in a demon mask scans the room for someone. You recognize him immediately. Those boots. Those pants. That flannel shirt you always found totally hideous on him. Your heart sinks, the lollipop in your hand tumbling to the floor.
You see Minho and Hanâs hearts sink too. Itâs as if they sense that any joy youâd been feeling just went down the drain that instant. Minho whispers something into Hanâs ear. You canât make out what, only the calculated tone of his voice. âHey!â Han says, perking up again, âWeâre having a movie night tonight. You should come.â
As the man in the demon mask spots you, your eyes dart back and forth between the men. âA movie night? Sure that would beâŚIâd like that.â
Han takes you by the hand, âWicked. Come on, you can pick a movie from the back.â He leads you towards the backroom just as the man advances towards you. Peeking over your shoulder you spot Minho blocking his way. A quick left turn stops you from seeing what happens next, filling your vision instead with tattered old movie posters.
Passing a few of Hanâs coworkers, you wave politely and they smile in return. The back roomâs like a dustier, quieter version of the sales floor. The walls are still lined with tapes, only thereâs no way these have been watched any time in the past decade. Through the dust you see the spine of a tape titled Camp Counselor Sleepover Murder Party 4.
âThat oneâ you decide, stopping dead in your tracks.
Han stops too, squinting to spot what caught your eye, âA woman of taste I see.âÂ
Pulling it from the shelf, he blows the dust away and hands it to you. âOnly the finest for you.â
You feel that lightness again. It's easy to feel it when he smiles at you like this. Such an unexpected but welcomed sense of safety. âHan, thanks forâŚâ you start but the surprise sensation of his lips pressed to yours makes anything you were about to say feel insignificant.
With one hand still holding yours, his other hand comes to rest on your lower back. Your lips are somehow softer than heâd imagined. Even in the absence of the lingering strawberry flavored lollipop, he knows theyâd taste just as sweet. Minhoâs gonna kill him when he finds out that he kissed you first but nothing could be more worth it.
âThank me by not worrying about your ex,â he says, âHe wonât bother you anymore. I promise.âÂ
You want to tell him how much he doesnât understand. That your ex doesnât give up that easily. But you decide not to ruin the moment, even if letting yourself believe him feels delusional. âJisung, we need you up front!â one of his coworkers shouts back. He hesitates, unsure if he should leave you or not.
You kiss him first this time, turning him loose, âGo. Iâll be fine back here. Camp Counselor Sleepover Murder Party 1-3 have gotta be rotting around here somewhere right?â One last kiss and heâs rushing back up front, clueless as to how heâs supposed to focus on anything else now.
Turning back to the shelf you realize how big of a challenge youâre in for. Maybe thereâs a feather duster somewhere? Or a respirator mask?
âGive it here. That has to be wrong.â Minho approaches the kitchen counter where you sit, playfully swinging your feet. He reaches for the magazine in your hand but you clutch it tightly to your chest, refusing to fork it over.
âLive with it, Minho. You are Suspicious Boyfriend.âÂ
âSuspicious boyfriendâ Han sings, retrieving a bag of freshly popped popcorn from the microwave, âI think it has a ring to it.â
Hopping down from the counter, you skip your way over to Han extending the magazine and the pen in your hand out to him. âYour turn, Hannie.â You see the skepticism all over his face but donât give up. All torture must be equal after all.
âIâll take thatâ Minho smiles, stealing the popcorn for himself.
âSure. Why not?â Han surrenders, grabbing the magazine and the pen. You and Minho watch on, far more amused than you should be, as Han skims the pages checking off answers to silly personality questions. Pick a country to travel to. Pick a favorite food. Upstairs or downstairs?
After a minute or two he finishes and slides the magazine back over to you. You can barely contain yourself as you assess his results. Leaning across the counter, you share them with Minho who immediately begins to laugh.Â
âWhatâs so funny? What did I get?â Han asks looking so genuinely concerned that you almost feel bad for telling Minho first. Minho empties the popcorn into a bright orange Halloween bowl, shoveling some into his mouth. âComic Relief Best Friendâ he mumbles. Han frowns, coming to see for himself. You hold the results page up for him.Â
Which Horror Character Are You?
You point to his score beneath the headline âComic Relief Best Friendâ.
âOh, okay. So Iâm funny and I die before him. Perfect.â
âAww, come on. Donât be like thatâ you say, poking at his chin, âItâs not like I got the best result either. Iâm the Final Girl.âÂ
âWhatâs so bad about that?â Minho asks, his words muffled by food, âIt means you make it to the sequel.âÂ
âNo, it means that Iâm boring. Badass but boring. I wanna be the killer. They have more fun.âÂ
Han shakes his head, a sympathetic hand resting on your shoulder, âI hate to break it to you but youâre not really killer material.â Minho takes your hand like a doctor prepared to give you some bad news, âYeah, you justâŚyou donât have it in you, kid.âÂ
âDonât have it in me? I do so!â you protest, your tantrum not doing much to make you less adorable. Minho moves toward the knife rack behind him, carefully selecting the biggest, sleekest one he can find. âOkay, so kill me.âÂ
Thereâs a long, tense silence.
âCome on. Itâs not that hard. JustâŚâ Minho mimes stabbing himself in the chest, his tongue stuck out sideways. âGive it!â you shout, running to take the knife away. Minho catches you by the wrist, slipping the knife into your hand and raising the tip of the blade an inch away from his throat.
âDo itâ he dares, his hand tightening around yours, âProve us wrong.â
Thereâs an unnerving excitement in his eyes as he awaits your decision. An excitement that doesnât seem to want you to back away. No, it wants you to come closer. He wants you to come closer.
âHannie,â you plead, âCan you talk some sense into him please?â Han joins the two of you, saying nothing at first, simply observing. The way that they watch you is intensely sexual and some part of you, one you hadnât known existed until now, seems to take pleasure in it.Â
Han laughs, bringing his arms around your waist, âOh but sweetie, weâve played your game. Donât you wanna play ours now?â
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â The Teacher pt. 3 (final)
Single dad! Gojo x Fem! Preschool teacher! Reader
Synopsis: Gojo is yet to make a decision on where your relationship will go. But after a long time of thinking, and a conversation with Megumi, he comes to a conclusion
TW: None
Note: Click/tap here for part 1! Or Click/tap here for part 2! Tysm for all the love yâall have been giving these, this was not at all meant to be a series but Iâm glad yâall are enjoying it (I am too dw)đđ. This is the last part of the series, thank you again!
âś After your date, you were scared about where things between you and Satoru would go
âś It wasnât the date itself that made you question, far from it. The date went great, or at least you thought so
âś But you had so many anxious thoughts, all of the worst case scenarios running through your head, and every âwhat ifâ scenario imaginable
âś But thankfully, all of your worries were quickly washed away, and you instead started questioning why you even had them in the first place
âś After putting Megumi to bed, Satoru called you in hopes that you were still awake
âś You answered fast, and your sweet voice came through the phone as you said hello
âś He thanked you again for coming out with him, and you of course thanked him for the date
âś You began grading papers since you were already up when you were supposed to be sleeping, and stayed on the phone with Satoru while you did so
âś He watched tv, randomly telling you about random funny things that happened in a scene, and youâd tell him about funny answers your students put on their papers
âś You eventually lost track of time, and you didnât know how long youâd been on the phone with him, but you felt like a giddy teenager talking to her crush
âś The call went on into late hours of the night, so late that you were both in and out of sleep mid conversation, but denied it anytime the other said something about it
âś Satoru completely succumbed to sleep over time, and you hung up to get some sleep yourself
âś After that, Satoru would call, or at least text, you multiple times a day
âś Heâd text good morning, and call if you happened to be up as early as him, text you when he knew it was your lunch break, call you when he knew you were getting home from work, and call you to say good night
âś You were a normal part of each otherâs routine, and a lot of times youâd text him during class about something Megumi did, but for the most part you talked about anything with each other
âś Satoru even talked a little bit about work and complained about his âbossâ and ppl he worked with
âś You grew to not care so much about what he did for a living and more things about him that were still unknown to you
âś It felt odd to not care at first, because most people would
âś Because what if he was seeing other women? A killer? Loving a double life?
âś But after growing closer to him, you could feel how genuine he was, and let yourself enjoy the relationship for what it was instead of worrying or prying
âś Besides, the mystery was alluring, and he just seemed like someone who doesnât like to throw out too much information about himself. So you pushed no further and decided that heâd tell you when he was ready
âś Weeks passed, and you were going over to Satoruâs for dinner at least once a week, and heâd take you out for a date every once in awhile
âś You even went out to dinner with Megumi a few times, and felt like a little family doing so. Even getting comments like âYouâre such a cute family!â
âś You and Satoru always brushed them off, just chuckling and muttering âthanksâ, but never once denying it
âś On one of your dates, he finally asked you to officially be his girlfriend, sputtering and blushing as he tried to cover his tracks with a joke when he felt embarrassed, before you cut him off and told him that youâd love to
âś After that, Satoru began entrusting you with watching Megumi, (not that he didnât before especially considering that youâre his teacher) and when he got too caught up with work heâd ask you to come over an watch Megumi
âś You and little Meg would always have fun together, playing video games, action figures, playing outside, drawing, etc. and sometimes youâd take him out to get ice cream or toy shopping if he kept it a secret from Satoru
âś One day, Satoru came home a bit later than he had anticipated, and saw both you and Megumi passed out on the couch, cartoons playing on the tv
âś Megumi was already dressed up in his pajamas, so Satoru carried him up to his room and put him in bed
âś When he came back down stairs, he gently woke you up and offered you to stay since it was so late and he didnât want you driving back home when you were so exhausted
âś You were telling him no, as you always do when he makes such offers, but it was hard to keep up your argument between yawns and going in and out of sleep
âś He led you upstairs to his room, where he let you shower and laid out clothes and toiletries for you
âś By the time you finished showering and got dressed, you were still tired, but more than awake enough to realize that you were in the main bedroom of the house
âś His bedroom.
âSatoru,â you called out as you emerged from the bathroom, steam rolling out from behind you.
You heard footsteps grow louder and louder until Satoru finally got to the room, cautiously opening the door.
âY/n? Did you call for me? Is everything okay?â He asked, concern lacing his voice.
âWhyâd you put me in this room?â You asked him, eyebrow raised as you gestured to the large room.
âWhat? You donât like it?â Satoru mused. âThe guest rooms are kinda bare, didnât want you staying in there.â
You kissed your teeth. The gesture was sweet, but you found yourself oddly annoyed at the fact that he so casually disregarded himself.
âAnd youâre sleeping in the guest room instead of your own room? In your own house?â Satoru shrugged, causing you to sigh. âWeâre swapping.â
He gave you a puzzled, yet amused, look. Satoru didnât expect this type of reaction from you, but he supposed that this type of attitude came from taking care of others for a living.
âMm, not happening,â he chuckled, making you kiss your teeth again.
âThen we can share.â
Satoru was taken aback. You were just full of surprises, werenât you?
âWill that get you to stop pouting, baby?â He teased in a mocking baby voice, face inches from yours.
You rolled your eyes, but smiled, so he took it as a yes, kissing your cheek.
âSâgood you made me come back here anyways, I forgot my toothbrush,â he said, disappearing into the bathroom.
Realizing you need to brush your teeth as well, you followed behind the tall man.
You unboxed the spare toothbrush he gave to you, applied the toothpaste, and began brushing your teeth along side Satoru.
Looking at him through the mirror, you were able to fully observe him.
His hair was slightly wet from him shower, with a few pieces clinging to his forehead. He wasnât wearing his sunglasses, and you could see just how long his powdery white lashes really were. To top it off, he had no shirt on with grey sweatpants hanging low on his waist.
You were mesmerized. You couldnât even believe one man could look so good, you felt like you were staring at a marble statue.
Completely entranced, you didnât even realize you were gawking at him until toothpaste began dripping down your chin and onto his shirt. Satoru stifled a laugh, leaning down to spit into the sink.
âSee somethinâ you like?â He snickered, wiggling his eyebrows at you.
You rolled your eyes, laughing as you spat into the sink and wiped off your chin.
After finishing up in the bathroom, you both finally crawled into bed together.
âGood night,â Satoru chimed, reaching over to turn off his bedside lamp.
âNight.â
âś Despite being so tired, neither of you could sleep due to how nervous the presence of the other made you feel
âś You both silently tossed and turned before you ended up facing each other
âś The room had no lights, except for a window that directly faced the moon, allowing for enough illumination to make out the outline of each others faces
âś Satoru silently looked all over your face, almost like he was trying to engrave your features into his memories
âś Suddenly you felt something cold touch your leg, making you jump and jerk your foot away
âś You heard Satoru laugh, smushing his face into his pillow
âMy feet are cold,â he pouted.
âMine too.â
âś You put your own foot against his leg, and he immediately hissed and pulled back from you
âś You laughed at him, but were interrupted when he suddenly grabbed hold of your extended leg, pulling your towards him
âś You gasped at the action, and he gently placed your leg over his body, then wrapped his toned arms around you
âIâm really cold.â He whispered, minty breath fanning against your face.
âś Pressing yourself against his bare chest and snaking your arms around him, he was cold to the touch
âś You gave him a gentle kiss, already feeling him warm up as you both fell asleep
âś That morning, you were woken up by Satoru stirring and the sound of little slapping noises
âś Megumi had woken up before the both of you, and was now waking up Satoru by clobbering him with tiny fists as he repeated âIâm hungryâ over and over
âś Satoru let out a dragged out groan, making the boy hit him even harder, but not at all fazing the man
âś Eventually, he did get up, taking Megumi downstairs over his shoulder
âWhat dâyou want for breakfast Gumi?â
âPancakes,â Megumi huffed, hauling himself onto the chair.
âPancakes it is,â Satoru complied, taking out the box mix from the pantry, and quickly scanning over the ingredients list before grabbing what he needed.
Megumi was silent for a majority of the time, still in the process of waking up as his kept his cheek against the cool marble counter.
He was never a morning person, but he was still much too quiet. Satoru knew him better than anyone, and knew that he had something on his mind.
âWhatâre you thinking about?â Satoru asked, pouring batter into the buttered pan.
Megumi raised his head up, browâs knitted together and eyes narrowed in deep thought. He stayed quiet for awhile, hesitant to speak his mind.
âIs Ms. L/n my mom yet?â
Satoru wasnât fully surprised by the question, but the tone of Megumiâs voice sent a pant through his chest. Megumi wasnât at all a needy or spoiled child, and he rarely ever asked for much. But Satoru could tell this was something he wanted deeply.
Even though he took care of Megumi like a father would, he made a point from the start to at least let him know he was adopted, but was loved like blood. Satoru couldnât imagine the flurry of emotions the young boy must feel finally having a mother figure, and not just a woman that came and went like Satoruâs previous affairs.
âIs that what you want?â Satoru asked him, flipping the pancake over. Truthfully, his answer could make or break where his relationship with you would go.
On top of him not being needy, Megumi wasnât an emotional child. He hardly cried or even threw tantrums. The most emotion heâd show, other than being happy, were nervousness and frustration.
âIs that what you want?â Megumi shrugged, slumping back in his seat, avoiding eye contact.
He could be such a mini adult, never fully allowing himself to be taken care of like a child should. Thatâs a big reason Satoru thought youâd be so good for Megumi, you brought the kid out of him and nurtured him in ways that Satoru simply couldnât.
Transferring the pancake from the stove to a plate, Satoru slid Megumi his breakfast. He hummed as he did so, still waiting for a proper answer and not a repeat of his question.
âYesâŚâ Megumi mumbled, taking the plate and grabbing the syrup bottle.
âYes, what?â Satoru pushed, making the boy glare at him with dark eyes.
âYes, thatâs what I want,â He snapped, cheeks growing pink and slamming the syrup bottle back down.
âMe too, Megs.â
âś Just a minute later, you came into the kitchen, gently rubbing Megumiâs head as you walked by him, and kissing Satoruâs cheek while wrapping your arms around his waist
âś You apologized for not coming down with them, and said that you were really tired a just needed a few extra minutes
âś Satoru assured you it was fine and told you to eat, having already set aside a plate of food for you
âś He joined you and Megumi shortly after, and you all ate while telling one another about the dreams you had last night
âś All of a sudden, Satoru perked up, remembering something
âś He told Megumi to go get âthe drawingâ from his room to show it to you
âś Megumi looked puzzled, cheeks stuffed with pancakes as he looked up, attempting to remember
âś When he finally did, he let out a growl and gave a look that could kill to Satoru who simply laughed
âś He bartered with him, saying he could have another pancake if showed it to me
âś You watched the ordeal in amusement, and after giving it some thought, Megumi begrudgingly climbed down from his chair, going to his room while grumbling under his breath
âś After a minute, Megumi came back down, still looking annoyed but with a mixture of embarrassment this time
âś The paper was hidden behind his back, and he made you promise to not make fun of him if he showed you
âś After a verbal promise and a pinky link later, Megumi handed over the paper, flipped over as he mouthed âyouâre annoyingâ to Satoru, you only snickered at him
âś Flipping the paper over, the picture on it made your heart melt
âś There was a dandelion yellow sun in the corner, light green grass with a few multicolored flowers
âś But what caught your attention was the three stick figures on the page
âś The tallest was on the far left, outlined hair sticking up to represent white locks of hair, labeled âDadâ
âś The smallest was in the middle, scribbles of black crayon to show black hair, labeled âMeâ
âś And the last, mid sized one, had your hair color, sloppily drawn into your usual styled, labeled âMomâ
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First time sending a requestđ could I get a post time skip strawhat crews reaction to a reader whoâs late to reunite with them, and turns out they were in Impel down but escaped?
Like theyâre wondering where they are and Nami busts in showing an article in the newspaper about reader escaping?
Srry if this is confusingđ
Ay yo! My first request, Tumblr deleted my first draft of this so itâs a little rushed now sorry. I wrote this as more platonic but tbh it could be viewed as romantic with some characters if you really want to. I also wrote this with a gender neutral reader in mind and they/them pronouns. I made the reader kind of an explosion person just to justify some parts of the story.
This is very different from what I normally write so it was a great exercise! I hope you enjoy! â¨â¨â¨
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You were late.
It wasnât out of the ordinary, just like Zoro was guaranteed to get lost and Luffy to eat all the food in sight, you were the perpetually late straw hat. It was basically your title at this point.
This was different though, the crew was gathering after being separated for 2 years and with the marines and enemy pirates closing in, it wasnât the day for you to be behind schedule. Still the crew awaited you until the last moment, as they set off the allies theyâd made while training came through to clear a path.
And you still werenât here.
âWhere are they?â Nami glared at the horizen, willing you to appear, the anger in her tone barely hid her worry.
âIâm not surprised, theyâre always showing up last minute.â Ussop groused, folding his arms haughtily. âThis time itâs gonna bite them in the ass and theyâll be left behind!â
âDonât say that!â Chopper cried, trying to pull on Ussopâs arms to uncross them. As if thatâd make you magically appear. âTheyâll be here! Theyâre always here when it counts!â His tears fluster the sniper who turned away from him to hide it.
Nami and Chopper started arguing, slowly dividing the crew into two teams. Team âTheyâll be here, have Faithâ and Team âTheyâll get left out, get over itâ. Sanji sided with Ussop and Nami because of course heâd side with her. While Brook and Franky sided with the optimistic Chopper, certain youâd arrive.
It was loud and a little annoying, but it kept the crew occupied for a while. At least enough to stop them from over hearing their Captain and First Mate.
âCaptain.â Zoro said lowly, watching the others argue about your absence. âWe have to keep going. We canât wait much longer.â Luffy had a serious face for once, odd for Zoro to see.
âIâm not waiting, theyâll get here. I have no doubts theyâll be back.â He said with finality, his voice had gotten much deeper over the 2 year break. Zoro frowned, his faith in you not as solid as his Captainâs.
Robin approached her leaders, holding some papers out for Zoro to read.
âI only just had a moment to read these,â She said. âShaky and Rayleigh gave them to me as we departed. Iâm afraid our friend may be out of luck.â
Zoro gasped as he read, Luffy snatched the papers away to scan them quickly. The startled cry he let out was stifled by one of Robinâs many hands, appearing at the right time. The top page was your mugshot, grinning wildly at the camera while holding your inmate card. Other pages contain your latest bounty, some newspaper clippings of your crimes and capture, as well as some convoluted court documents. Zoro snatched the papers back, trying to make sense of everything.
âTheyâre in Impel Down? When?â He hissed.
âIâm not sure, it looks like theyâve been there nearly the entire 2 years weâve been gone.â
âI was there though!â Luffy stretches his mouth from behind Robinâs hand. âI couldâve helped them!â
âItâs a large prison, Luffy. Plus who knows they may have been arrested after your jail break.â Robin tried to comfort him. âIâm sorry, but we canât turn back now. The way back is blocked by the marines, we should go forward and figure out a plan when we arrive in the New World.â Luffy shook his head with a glare.
âNo way, we canât leave them for a second longer!â His shouting catches the crewâs attention, Robin and Zoro sigh before the green haired man tosses them the papers. âIâve escaped the Impel Down once and Iâll do it again.â
As the crew root through the papers, crying out in worry at the contents. Luffy turns back towards Saboady, tips his hat back slightly to evaluate the scene behind him. The shouting of his crew and Zoroâs begs for practicality become background noise as he focuses on the carnage theyâll be returning to.
A glimmer on the horizen catches his eye, itâs an explosion. But unlike the others raging on, it seems to glow. He watches it for a moment, distracted by the unusual colors, it reminds him of what you usually wear, the same hue and intensity. He points to the spot, just as it fades another one just like it replaces it, only closer.
âHey look.â He laughs, Zoro growls and whaps him on the head.
âHey were you even listening?â
âNah.â Luffy is at least honest, but his pointing has caught Robinâs attention as well.
âThatâs strange, who could be causing that?â She asks and the rest of the crew gather as the dazzling explosions grow closer and closer. Like condensed fireworks.
âI bet itâs them!â Chopper cries out, gripping Robinâs skirt to dry his tears.
âNo way, theyâre in the worst prison ever! Even Luffy needed help escaping it and he has devil fruit powers!â Ussop argued, but his grip on the railing tightened.
âWhatever it is, itâs coming straight for us!â Sanji warns, shoving himself in front of Nami and Robin.
âHeâs right!â Robin shouts as the explosions get closer, becoming larger and more deafening. âEveryone brace for a hit!â
As the crew tense for a strike, Zoro drawing 2 of his swords, Sanji preparing to jump, Chopper growing in size. The spectacular colors sail over them in a chaotic arc.
âDidâŚdid it miss?â Zoro asked, stunned at the blooming display of colors and glitter fallout.
Just as he spoke, the crackling ball of hues lands on the lion head of the Sunny. Several crew members leap forward to strike the intruder, but as the illuminations die away, you stand up.
âYouâre here!â Chopper cries again, rushing forward to hug you tightly. Franky and Nami rush to join him.
âAw donât tell me yâall were worried!â You grin.
You get passed around from crewmate to crewmate as everyone gets their greeting in. Nami holds your face to her chest as she exclaims her relief. Franky tries to show off his new hair before youâre yanked away. Sanji holds you to his chest as he tells you not to creep on his Nami-Swan. Brook cries out tears -somehow?- and begins strumming his guitar for you. Robin gently cradles your red face as she expresses her gratitude for your arrival. Ussop shakes you vigorously for scaring him both by your lateness and your latest -loudest- entrance. Chopper holds tightly to your back the entire time.
Finally you get deposited in front of Zoro and Luffy, who both grin down at you. Chopper is pulled off your back by Robin, finally. You leap up and hold onto both menâs necks as you cheer.
âDid you miss me?â
Luffy hugs you back even tighter and Zoro doesnât struggle out of your affection for once.
âWhat the hell happened for you to end up at Impel Down?â Zoro asked as you let go of him to hold a sniffling Chopper once more.
âThe warlord guy sent me to a small jail somewhere off the coast of Thriller Bark. I escaped and attempted to return to Saboady, but along the way I got captured by some human traffickers.â You began, rocking Chopper gently now as the crew gathered around you to listen. âOn the boat in my cell I managed to make some bombs and break free.â
âOf course you did, you could make bombs outta toothpaste and sunflower seeds.â Ussop interrupted, a little jealous at your longstanding demolition prowess.
âAnyways, me and the other prisons staged a mutiny of the ship, but the captain intentionally crashed it so that weâd be trapped. The idiot didnât realize it was on the shores of the worlds securest prison. So I got arrested with them since they recognized me and knew I had a bounty.â You laughed despite how horrified your crew seemed.
âWhen were you there?â Luffy asked, eyes intense as he watched you.
âSorry Capâ.â You grin. âI was there a few weeks after youâd already escaped. Wish we couldâve busted out together, it wouldâve been cool as hell.â He relaxed a bit, feeling less guilty about your imprisonment.
âWhy didnât you escape then?â Nami asked.
âItâs not so simple, honestly it takes a lot of luck and teamwork to manage that. After Luffy broke out, security increased a lot, at least from what I was told. I tried to stage an escape, but Iâm not as charming as our captain so I didnât get a lot of traction.â You continued.
âHeh sorry bout that.â Luffy grinned sheepishly.
âNot your fault, I guess Iâm not a people person.â
âI couldâve told you that.â Ussop threw a loose screw at you, until Nami smacked his head with a scowl.
âLeave them alone!â
âSo how did you manage to escape?â Robin asked. âAnd how were you able to fly in those explosions?â
âAfter my failed escape attempts, I got sent lower and lower in the jail until I was in level 5. Then I met up with Bentham!â You shouted.
âWhat?â
âReally?â
âThat guy was in Impel Down?â
You basked in their reactions for moment until you glanced at your captain.
âHeâs alive?â Luffy asked.
âYup, told me to tell you hi.â You smirked, Luffy looked so relieved. âIâd gotten your message by then and was desperate to get stronger. He took me in as my mentor and trained with me. As for my escape, itâs a long story, but letâs just say I managed to make friends with the Jailer Beasts.â
âWoah! Really?!â Luffy was shocked, heâd never thought to try.
âYup they and Bentham helped me escape. He stayed behind since heâs the new Queen after Ivan left, but he certainly helped me learn how to make a grand entrance.â You posed goofily, while your crew laughed.
âAnd the flying in sparkles?â Sanji asked.
âTechnically not flying,â You said as you unbuckled your belt and thigh harness. There were several pouches there that were filled with sparkling little orbs, the same color as your explosions. âThese are something I made by accident, I call them Star Tracers! If you crack the outer coating it creates a large explosion, but in the center it becomes very dense almost like a small stepping stone before it disintegrates completely. So I crack one, then throw it and jump into the cloud of sparkles and land on the step before repeating the process.â
âWooooooah,â Ussopâs eyes sparkled at your invention. âHowâd you manage that?â
��Not sure honestly, I think itâs a chemical reaction to the materials I use, but theyâre all pretty common so it was easy to make a bunch. The steps are only tangible for a few moments, so I had to improve my speed, thatâs why it looks like Iâm flying.â You shrug and let Ussop look over the marbles as the crew starts excitedly speaking.
As the day starts to end and youâre sitting on the head of the Sunny, watching the water around you. Luffy slowly walks up to join you, sitting practically on top of you. The two of you sit for a while in silence, comforting silence after such a crazy day.
âThanks for waiting for me.â You say sincerely, smiling as he starts to protest, then quiets himself.
âHowâd you know I did?â Luffy asked, heâd tried to be subtle, but his worry for you had made him slow their escape.
âCome on, like youâd leave me behind.â You give him a side hug, letting him rest his head on your shoulder. âPlus I remember when you literally launched us out to sea once, you were waaaaaay to slow making your escape today. It was obvious.â
You both laugh as the water grows dark around you, ready for the next day.
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Hello! Can I request some headcanons for Qiu, Tamarack and Cove with overall Rebelious and mean MC who has a soft spot for them, but tries really hard to hide their feelings?
Authorâs Note: I hope you enjoy this! Also sorry if this isnât great , I am not good at writing about meaner characters.
Pairing(s): Cove Holden x Reader , Qiu Lin x Reader and Tamarack Baumann x MC
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COVE HOLDENđ
In the beginning, heâd be a bit intimidated by your attitude.
He mightâve avoided you when he first arrived in Sunset Bird , already making the judgment that you wouldnât be that pleasant to be around.
That's until he meets you!
Cove noticed that you were much more softer and nicer with him than most people.
You wouldnât be mean to him like you were with people who you werenât as close with
And you would avoid rebelling or breaking rules when he was around to make sure he didnât get in trouble for it.
Of course, you were still you. But with Cove around you were mellow.
Your moms notice how quickly your demeanor changes when he is in the general area.
One minute you could be telling somebody off and then the next you would be hugging Cove and asking him how his day was and if he wanted to get a snack later.
Cove would worry that you might get into serious trouble one day, which you reassured that you wouldnât.
Depending on what comfort level Cove is: Cold, Medium, or Warm; this might just work for the two of you.
Cold Cove wouldnât mind as much since he isnât that social and rather be in your company anyway. Not that he is condoning it.
Medium Cove is a bit more awkward and less defined, he doesnât want people to be put off and avoid you.
Warm Cove is probably the most understanding, he understands that's just how you are. If you didnât like being nice to strangers then so be it, if you didnât want to follow some rule then that's ok. Warm Cove would encourage you to be more social though, he wants you to have friends.
Cove appreciates that you are softer to him though, I donât think he could handle you being genuinely mean to him.
You and Cove have fun though, It's a interesting contrast to see the two of you together.
Like a yin and yang.
QIU LINđď¸
Their reaction depends on what stage of their life they are in.
Step 1 Qiu might be the TINEST bit nervous, also worried that you might get into trouble or get on somebodies bad side with your behavior
Qiu, of course, is very welcoming and polite still. You may be mean to everybody else but you arenât to them.
They get a little smug about how you are softer and seem to favor them more than most people.
Like Of course you like their company, Everyone does!
Qiu tries and get other people to see your softer side but you donât put down your walls for them.
Qiu during Step 2, is a completely different story though.
They just go âsameđâ
You two probably skip school all the time and it starts to get concerning and your parents start enforcing it more.
You two get into a bit of troubleâŚ(mostly loitering, you two arenât getting into anything serious lmao)
Qiu understands your attitude more the older they get. Sometimes some people donât deserve your time and sometimes some people deserve your kindness
It's a self-preservation, At least that's how the two of you understand it.
While everybody else worries, you and Qiu are just chilling.
They like having someone around who can match their energy.
TAMARACK BAUMANNđ
Step 1 Tamarack wouldnât like you at first, Or at the very least be indifferent.
She would want you to be nice to everyone, not just her.
She does brag a bit that you are only softer towards her.
She also has a rebellious side as well, you two get into lots of shenanigans together and cause lots of mischief all the time.
Your mom and her grandparents def put leashes on you two.
It's always kiddy fun.
Once again, Step 2 is another story.
Based on her interaction with Qiu, If you were similar to being mean to others and causing trouble then she would be disappointed
But sheâs less awkward around you and tries to encourage you to be more nice or at least a bit more sociable.
Tamarack knows that you can be one of the most softest and kindest people she knows, youâve watched her back and been there when it got tough
And she wants people to see that rare side of you, but she understands that you are just not interested or in the mood to be nice or to follow rules.
Depending on how rebellious you are, even her grandparents may be wary. It was okay when you were kids but your old enough to get yourself and Tamarack into serious trouble.
On a more positive note, Tamarack still enjoys your company. Sure you arenât that social but you would never say half the stuff you say to strangers to her.
You and Tamarack go out at night and clean graffiti and collect trash as a âreverse vandalismâ and you insult people who litter etc.
Tamarack one day does want to see a positive change in you , but for now itâs just the two of you.
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a surprise visit (2)
pairing: leona x gn!reader
summary: life has been keeping you away from your loved ones back in twisted wonderland, and after weeks of radio silence, someone decides to give you a little surprise.
note: this almost got forgotten in my drafts đ
When you decided to return to your world, there were two things your friends asked of you: that you stayed in touch, and that you would visit sometimes with the mirror Crowley enchanted so that you could go over there during (and only during) holidays.
For the past few months, youâd held to your words, texting them regularly about the big and small happenings of your life. It wasnât anywhere near enough to fill that distance between you guys, but you managed nonetheless, eagerly awaiting the next break.
But then work came rolling in. Every day it was project after project, chasing deadlines after deadlines, with seemingly no end in sight. It wasnât your intention to go radio silence on them, but you barely had enough hours to juggle everything on your plate, let alone check the mountain of messages.
They knew work had been keeping you busy and out of reach, and they did try to endure it, but itâs not easy. Itâs torture not knowing how you were doing, not having you check up on them at random times of the day, not hearing your fuzzy voice on the other side of the call.
So all things considered, they really couldnât be blamed for breaking Crowleyâs rules now, could they?
A few hours past midnight, you found your body glued to the fluffy carpet, eyes to the messy notes, surrounded by a fortress of caffeinated drinks. Youâd moved your workplace to the floor at some point, and though your dry eyes and heavy head protested, the deadlines hanging over your head was the greater evil.
And, sure, you might have been awake for the past 3 days, but you were still functioning. The queasiness in your stomach was probably just caused by the dinner youâd had earlier, which definitely did not only consist of cup noodles. The soreness in your arms? You just had to move around a bit, but that could wait. The tears rushing to your eyes at the most untimely moments were only caused by yawning.
All in all, you were thriving.
The words in front of you blurred.
Ok. So maybe not.
Throwing the notebook onto the floor, you flopped onto your back and stared emotionlessly at the ceiling.
If you could get away from all this, you would. But each urge to give up was laced with guilt, and it felt as though you could not waste a single minute lest you fell behind. Sometimes it wasnât even about you anymore, it was about othersâ expectations, how they were so sure that you could juggle everything tirelessly, and how you couldnât let them down.
The amount of things you had to cover was endless, so much so that you had no idea where to start. Hours passed, yet you still felt trapped on the same spot. Words distorted into indecipherable shapes. Your brain refused to be force-fed with more information. Last week you would still feel restless and desperate, but now everything was just numb.
Nocturnal wind blowed in through the window. If only you had something, or someone, to keep you warm, you would probably feel less like a dried out raisin, but the thought of someone finding you in this pathetic, pitiful state appalled you.
After counting to ten, you sat up straight again to work, only to be cut short by a ruckus in the bathroom. You brushed it off until the second came, sounding like something had been knocked over.
Great. Now you were dealing with a haunted house. Again.
You trudged towards the source, frown growing deeper as the noise continued. It almost sounded like someone struggling. Had this been any other time, dozens of alarms wouldâve been set off in your head already, but it appeared that your fight or flight reaction had been compromised as you swung open the door blankly.
Leona had half of his body sticking out of the window, hands gripping the edge, one leg propped up on the shelf full of unopened skincare products, courtesy of Vil. A few bottles were rolling on the tiled floor, no doubt a result of his unorthodox entrance.
His green eyes locked onto your flabbergasted face for a few solid seconds before he spoke up, âAre you gonna keep standing there or are you gonna give me a hand?â
Questions could wait. You bit down on the laughs that teased the back of your throat and held your hands out, letting him hold on for anchor as he leaped down, kicking off the remaining items in the process.
With your hands still gripping his arms, you tilted your head to get a better look at himâ itâs been how long? Days? Weeks? For a moment he stared back, looking like he was trying to say something before giving up and crashing his lips into yours.
He started slow and careful, tiptoeing around the kiss in case you were going to pull away, but you responded almost instantly, interweaving your fingers into his hair and pressing for more. Keeping one hand on your back and the other around your nape, he pressed into you greedily, as if the intensity could encompass all the thoughts that were dancing in his head.
Your mind emptied as you soaked in the familiar smell of something woody mixed with a fancy cologne. It quite literally banished everything thatâd been plaguing your head. The world melted away, the silence only broken when you tuck at his mane, drawing a guttural groan.
Something tickled the back of your knee, and you flinched away with a laugh. Leonaâs tail chased after you like it had a mind of its own until you brushed it away softly.
His face was raw, hair tangled and collar askew. Your heart was still thundering away in your heart when you spoke, âItâs great to see you too.â
It seemed to have pushed some unknown buttons within him. âSays the one who went missing for weeks.â
Ah, so thatâs what itâs about. âDid you miss me so badly that you jumped through my bathroom mirror?â
He scowled.
âOkay, fine. Iâm sorry I didnât call. Life got hectic.â You pulled him into another smooch. Reaching out had never been his forte nor something he liked to do, so to have him show up in person was already saying a whole lot. âWhy the bathroom though?â
âCrowley put a counterspell on the mirror weâre supposed to use that messed up the destination when I tried to break the bind.â He wrapped an arm around your waist and led you out of the room like he knew the way around your house. âYou look like youâve been through hell.â
âClose.â You bit the inside of your cheek as he took in the ghastly disarray in the living room. While his room was nowhere near organized itself, it was more of an organized chaos, unlike your own clutters that presented themselves as cries for help.
You racked your brain for an excuse, but the remaining brain cells that you'd been exploiting for the days refused to cooperate.
âUh, a cat broke in-â
âWhen was the last time you slept?âÂ
Never mind. âI lost track.â
Had you not known him well, you wouldâve cowered under his side glare. âSo I let you out of my sight for two months and you immediately spiral into overworking?â
âIn my defense, thereâs just too much to do- Hey, what are you doing?â You asked as he started pushing you toward your bedroom.Â
âMaking sure you donât pass out for days without your neighbors knowing. And Iâm tired, I need a nap.â
âDid you come here just to sleep?âÂ
âI havenât gotten a good rest without you around.â That did the trick and rendered you speechless.Â
Your bed did look tempting, and having the real person here instead of resorting to hugging a pathetic duvet sounded wonderful. But there was also this guilt tugging at you, trying to pull you back into the never-ending hell outside.
Noticing the hesitation on your face, Leona heaved an exasperated sigh, walked in front of you and met you at eye level. âIt doesnât kill to spare some time for yourself, but if you donât, the worrying is going to kill me instead. Not to mention youâre not gonna get anything inside your head in this state anyways, so why donât you just indulge me for a bit?â
If thereâs one thing you know, itâs how hard it was to argue with Leonaâs logic when he puts his mind to convincing you. âOk, fine. You have a point.â
âOf course I do.â He said smugly before climbing under the blanket. You followed suit, taking up the free space and snuggling closer into his warmth. In the quiet darkness, you heard your heartbeatâ or Leonaâsâ gradually sink into a peaceful rhythm, lulling you into sleep in no time. As you snored away, Leona buried his face in your hair and let out a content sigh. His original plan for an impromptu date would have to wait after all.
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IWTV S2 Ep1 Musings - Looking for Home: Louis, Claudia & Daciana
They flip between siblings and parent so much even I was getting whiplash--no wonder Lou's confused. U_U
This was EEEEEEEEVIIIIIIL, AMC! đ Louis carrying Grace's wedding portrait, and using it to FAKE his identity in Europe, after Grace couldn't even go to Europe for her own honeymoon cuz Paul died--STOP IT! đđ
And you can hear just a few quick seconds of the DPDL lietmotif that always plays for Grace, Paul, and sibling!Claudia, before it takes this SUPER dark and ominous tone--the song has been tainted, just like Lou's relationship with Grace and Claudia was tainted.
Go AWF, Claudia!
And then she finds ONE, and it was so heartbreakingly touching.
I was hoping she was Alessandra, but nope, she's an AMC!OC, Daciana. I'm assuming they were nodding to one rando revenant:
And she is obviously the same "Anna" the kids were singing about--(very Gaunter O'Dimm of them, I love it đ)--living like frikkin Baba Yaga in a grimy castle in the woods.
Daciana killed her own fledgling after Claudia blinded him--after the revanant AND Daciana attacked them first, but whatever. Cuz she said he wouldn't be able to hunt/feed with no eyes--so it can't heal; her fledglings are too effed up. She's officially the last one in the area.
And I get it now--the bear(?) head Claudia breaks off of the dead vampire's sarcophagus was a heraldric figurehead. Claudia showed it to Daciana, as a way of asking her who that dead vamp was.
She didn't want to tell them her story or hear theirs--but she wanted them to know about Cezare Romulo (RIP). (It's crazy how in 5 minutes The Vampire Daciana was way more effective than a whole hour of Dierdre Mayfair. đđ) She complimented Claudia's blood, saying it tasted like the cream of the crop. Daciana only told them her name, and that she was waiting for her children--fledglings or real ones, who knows (I bet both).
Only for Daciana to kill herself right in front of them (RIP). đđĽ
This is so sad, but it was obvious she was gonna do that.
Stop teasing the Children of Darkness after this Alessandra fake-out. She's got the same darkness in her that Nicki (AND Louis) had. And we know where that means. đĽđđĽ
These vampires are STARVING--hungry for family, love, home: LIFE.
So is Claudia! đđđ She wants a blood spouse! She wants a companion!
So I LOVE that Morgan clocked Louis on Grace's photo--that ain't yo wife! The gaydar was beeping the second your pretty arse walked in!
Like, it's been established that Louis is a terrible liar-you don't need an investigative journalist to figure that much out. Louis is TOO honest--he was dumb AF for telling Morgan his real name! I get why he did it in the book--again: desperate to make a connection.
But on the show it comes across way different--Louis almost immediately tells Morgan his name (he doesn't do that for Emilia, even though SHE called him pretty! Istg I was picking up some flirtatiousness with Lou & Morgan; put those pheromones AWAY đ). But you come across MIGHTY SUS if your Black arse is going around switching identities on all these twitchy Europeans, Louis!
Like baaaaaasicallllllyyyyyyy!!! 𤌠You see them shooting up corpses just to make sure--you think they won't shoot YOU!?!
Anyways, it's so cool that they made Morgan a photographer--so is THIS why Louis starts taking photos!? đ¤Šđ¸
Cuz I've been wondering how Louis makes money in Paris so they don't have to pickpocket anymore?
I love that they included this.
No matter where they go, they have to pose as Black servants and maids and VALETS and SLAVES, white folk are the same regardless of the country.
Which was an interesting parallel with Daciana, and how much they were hyping up America.
She was clearly nuts, but smart & sane enough to realize that 2 (two!) Black vampires had fled their oh-so-great "land of the free" to come to HER busted AF blown up war-torn country, so why should she expect to have any happiness over there?
I don't know a lick of Romanian, but I wonder if the "another one" she was referring to was the soldier, or the country. As Daciana realized that no matter who she made her new fledgling, and no matter which country she ran to, she'd be alone & unhappy without the people she loved--her HOME.
Home is where the HEART is! Claudia's been homeless this whole time! Daciana's got that huge castle, but lives all alone--she can't make proper fledglings. Meanwhile Louis still thinks NOLA is home, even after they killed everyone who knew them--"including" Lestat!
*sigh* I hate this effing show, it's so dang good. đ
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the swagcore fic archives will become real in 5:
anyways, hi, i write too much fanfic, but a lot of it is on anon. i know a lot of people go to me for fic recs (you can see a post with More fic recs here) and i'm happy enough with my fics to recommend them to people :) also for funsies i'm gonna put small author's notes after each entry!
the stuff with my name on it:
Swap by cherubium and swagcore
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[Jaron]:
Statement of AshâŚSwag, regarding events surrounding his husband, Red Doons. Statement recorded live from subject on April 4th, 2023, recording by Jaron Yeager from the LIFE Insitute, London,...Ohio. Statement begins.
[Ash]:
Are you seriously gonna be recording on that?
or: a fic written for day 2 of roses and smoke week, swap/horror.
A/N: a collab fic I did with the lovely cherny! all i'll say is that we might have lied a little bit in the beginning notes. heh.
the sleep buoyancy investigation by swagcore
While Fundy walks around his street, he notices an odd poster about researching dreams. Having weird dreams all of his life and with nothing else to do, Fundy grabs the contact information and heads to the address. What possibly could go wrong?
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"the sleep buoyancy investigation" is an experimental fic made with Twine. This fic is based on the Stargate Project, a now-defunct project by the CIA to study psychics.
Word Count: ~3k
A/N: this fic was so so fun to do. my god. it really gave me my first taste of really experimental fics and that is something i've been playing around with! i do have an idea in mind for another fic like this (which is one of the first fic ideas i had when going into the lifesteal fandom) so! i'm excited for when i actually put my head down and write it!!!
from a windowsill by swagcore
Itâs a cold night tonight.
As Pearl stares out to the moon, feeling the wind through the towerâs rafters and the howls of the hound army roar from below her, she squints her eyes.
Thereâs supposed to be a blood moon tonight.
or:
it's late at night, and pearl has some thoughts about the blood moon (and herself)
A/N: i'm going to be real, i'm a dl!pearl sleeper agent. i love her so much and her character is sooooo....*dies*.......she makes me ill!
late night break-ins and henna by swagcore
Ash visits Soc Inc. at the very normal hour of 3 AM on Christmas to give Red a Christmas present.
A/N: fun fact, i wrote most of this on an ipad at one of those friend reunions my dad had with his friends đ we were like 8 hours away from our house so i couldn't exactly leave so while on vc with my good friend toast we worked on fics together LOL she's actually the one who came up with the water bottle thing. it was awesome
misc collabs i did:
insufferable hand in insufferable hand by Anonymous
ashswag and reddoons get married in a very thought out, entirely sound plan.
A/N: this was a collab wiith np13, who you might know from "all of the roads led to you". it was actually working on this fic at first, i mentioned wanting to write a swagdoons divorce fic, and it brought me on the team to work on this one. this fic was so silly to work on and i had a great time writing it!!!
the various anon fics i have written:
one and a half cups of stout by Anonymous
Bdubs and Etho leave a party and are now burdened with the task of grocery shopping for cake ingredients.
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(or: etho drags bdubs to his apartment so they can bake together)
A/N: god this fic was so fun and fluffy to write. i love baking in general, and the amount of detail i managed to put into this fic and how cozy-feeling it is is something i'm really proud of. fun fact, it's my most viewed and kudosed fic of all time, as well as the first fic i felt really, really proud of!
pommes voyage by Anonymous
headcanon that ren started making potatoes like crazy, like to the amount doc started to check up on him
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originally a post meant for tumblr
A/N: this fic was really fun to write as well. it was supposed to be a tumblr post, but i got really carried away (and when i sent a screenshot of it into a gc my friend replied with "that is terrifying", and i decided to leave it as a standalone fic instead of a post) and it's a fun fic to read, methinks
and maybe, you'll find peace in the sun by Anonymous
During the time [x] escapes prison for the dozenth time, [s]he takes a quick detour to pick up some supplies.
or: [x] finds an unguarded house in the woods, stealing ingredients so [s]he can make some stew
A/N: alright so, as a disclaimer, this was a fic written before ivorycello transitioned, but for archival purposes, i haven't changed it. for this post, i've made it clear what part i've changed. i'm still proud of this fic, in general, and ivory has since said that her past persona doesn't bother her anymore, so that's why i've included it here. once again though, read with those warnings in mind
the sun vanished by Anonymous
The stars revolve around Planet.
It's their little secret, and most don't know enough about the stars to be able to notice.
That's why, when they got banned, no one noticed that the sun vanished.
A/N: my first lifesteal fic! i really, really like the ideas in this fic and how i've conveyed them. fun fact i wrote most of this while in the car from homecoming--but i'm really proud with what i managed to beat out considering ost of it was written in a car backseat
dust by Anonymous
After winning Double Life, Pearl has some thoughts about the end of the world while looking at the death menu.
A/N: this fic is AWESOME i love minecraft death screens and like i said before, i'm a dl!pearl enjoyer to the MAX. it's also the first fic i ever had translated, and it was such a nice surprise to see it was translated in my email inbox that morning <3
jackalope by Anonymous
have you heard the myth of the jackalope?
(of course you have. who am i kidding.)
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or:
a character study on rekrap, as told by the myth of the jackalope
A/N: this was originally for a comic that was, looking back, wayyy too ambitious for my art skill level LOL. i've been brewing it in my brain for a while (hell, even my english teacher at the time looked over at it), and i still find it fun to read. once again, experimental fics ftw!
takeâ
yourâ
time, we've gotâ
all night by Anonymous
Itâs rare to find quiet moments like thisâmoments safe enough for Ash and Red to get some sleep without either of them going on looking shifts. Itâs a luxury in the apocalypse.
And yet Red still couldnât get his mind to shut up and let him sleep.
Great.
or:
red can't sleep during the apocalypse. he wakes ash up and both of them spend the night talking about their pasts.
A/N: i'm already a huge sap in the notes, but this is, arguably, one of the most important fics i've ever written. for context, i wrote this while i was really down due to my entire family but me getting covid right before my finals and our winter vacation, so that left me alone in my room for 2 weeks. i was really down, especially since i couldn't spend christmas with my family as a result. however, writing this gave me something to pass the time, and the reception on it when i posted during a dark time in my life really helped. it's also the first swagdoons fic i've ever posted, so there's that too :) also, one of the comments of someone going back to read it a few months later also came while i was in a rough patch, so that really helped <3
four of a kind by Anonymous
Ash, Branzy, Clown, and Red close up the casino for the week.
A/N: first of, CASINOQUARTETCASINOQUARTETCASINOQUARTET- and fun fact, this is one of the first fics written after casino quartet first became a Concept (which. considering i first came up w/ the concept in the swagdoons server is. Yeah <- ill) so that's rlly fun to see how big casino quartet has become considering i see it in random places now LOL
l'appel du vide by Anonymous
If thereâs anyone that knows Death, itâs him.
or:
sven escapes death, and still feels the void linger around him. and he has some thoughts about it.
A/N: i loveeeee minecraft death mechanics holy moly....anyways yeah this fic was so fun to write and the concepts are *chefs kiss*. it's also the first fic in the kenadian fandom tag so there's that too!
5 years, eleven months, and seventeen days by Anonymous
It's been 5 years, 11 months, and 17 days since they went missing.
or:
laurance is still investigating his friends' disappearances. even after all of this time.
(he can't seem to move on, can he?)
A/N: this fic was a gift for my bestest friend ever :3 i'm going to be real it's been like, 6+ years since i watched mystreet but my friend reminded me of how fucked it was and i felt really included to write this. i loveeee fucked up implications in fiction!!!
jenga tower by Anonymous
"Dude-" Ash says through a wheezed breath, "Do you think this a little much?"
Clown hums, "Mmm, no. I think you're just fineee."
"Exactly," Red chimes in, definitely not helping the 'hey wouldn't it be funny if we all laid on Ash?' cause.
or:
casino quartet turn into a human jenga tower. for roses and smoke week, free day
A/N: once again. casino quartet brainworms strike again. i think this is the only fic i finished in time for the first roses and smoke week LOL. it's very fluffy and i still think it holds up. yeah they'd be Like That
what's the point of living if you can't die with someone else, huh? by Anonymous
"you mentioned about me going back home, right?"
ash nods, eyebrow raised with suspicion.
"well," red starts, "i think i said this last season: 'what's the point of living if you can't die with someone else?'"
red gets up from the floor, "and you haven't used your god powers much," he says as he offers ash a hand to get off the floor.
"dude." ash can exactly see what red's asking.
or:
alternatively titled: who knew killing your bestie with god powers could be so affectionate?
A/N: i love love love sappy swagdoons so much. this fic was so fun to write all of their memories and stuff. i love them so much i want to pinch both of their cheeks so bad!!! <333
a late night conversation about a stolen horse (and a few other things) by Anonymous
Red's going out for a supply run, and runs into Ash.
They have a conversation about a stolen horse (and a few other things).
A/N: once again, sappy swagdoons. i love them so much. i'm going to be real a lot of this was inspired by this one survival guide book that i've had for literal years. i've kept it with me for fic purposes but when i was little i did read through it out of boredom so i do have a little bit of knowledge, which inspired this fic LOL
the thing about ash: by Anonymous
A glitch (as defined by Wikipedia) is a short-lived fault in a system, such as a transient fault that corrects itself, making it difficult to troubleshoot.
In an article by Alex Pieschel, Pieschel writes that a "'glitch' suggests something more mysterious and unknowable inflicted by surprise inputs or stuff outside the realm of code."
(or: ash, as told in the very nature of himself and what makes him, him.
A/N: okay i'm going to be real this is one of those fics that i'm 90% sure i was struck down by god to have a vision for this fic. i'm really proud with how deep i made the metaphor and it's one of the fics i'm most proud of :) it's awesome
mors mihi lucrum by Anonymous
"death to me is reward"
is it really?
(or: zolister has some thoughts about the trophy room)
A/N: this fic was so so fun to write. if you haven't noticed already, death in minecraft is one of my favorite things to explore and that showtime smp video activated a nueron in my brain when i watched it. i love death in mc so so much <3
Ashswag's 3-step, very simple plan, to survive the Genesis SMP by Anonymous
Exactly what it says on the tin.
A/N: this is another one of my "hcs into a fic" fics, and it's really fun! i'm going to be real, i still don't know much about ultrakill but i fuck with the aesthetic hard. that clair de lune level is so pretty....
in another universe: by Anonymous
things would have ended differently.
(an experimental webweave done on ao3)
A/N: this fic was SOOOOO fun to do. i've always wished for webweaving to be more of a thing outside of tumblr, so this is an experiment into other options! it's so awesome i love experimenting with fanfiction...
the best of the best, you'll die like the rest by Anonymous
Agent Rek Rap II, an ex-agent trying to enjoy his life in early retirement.
Or well, he was trying too. He gets invited to a concert by a familiar name.
(He already knows how this is going to end.)
A/N: this fic turned out so well. i had a general vibe and i RAN with it. it was so fun to write, and hopefully, it's a fun read if you also like spy stuff!!!
homemade comforts by Anonymous
If Red was being honest, he reveled in moments like this. Moments when Ash and he were far away from all of the violence, all of the responsibilities, and away from any prying eyes around them. Just Ash and Red, cooking together in their shitty little kitchenette that only fits two people.
A/N: this fic was so so fun to write. i'm going to be real, it was supposed to be part of another fic where it showed swagdoons across servers but i decided to make it a standalone. i love cooking together with people so much, and hopefully this fic conveys that :)
itâs no big deal (that i love you) by Anonymous
Sometimes Ash understands people when they call him and Red a couple. They are partners, in a sense, but not in that way.
After all, when youâve spent so long as enemies, survivalists, comrades, even, you notice a lot about the other person.
From tracking down Redâs movements to stealing that stupid bell from Capital City, to pressing down on wounds and praying it didnât get infected, theyâve been through everything. Been through the happy, sad, and angry tears together, and everything else in-between.
But of course, everything they did had to be a business dealâa private agreement between just both of them.
or:
ashswag has some thoughts about red while they fall asleep together (ft. swagdoons qpr)
A/N: once again. sappy swagdoons. because i am predictable. this fic is so fluffy, and i'm so proud with how deep the metaphor is and how soft and fluffy everything is. qpr swagdoons ftw!!!
fallin' in love by Anonymous
Ash and Red go to a pumpkin patch on their day off.
A/N: more fluff. i love them so much. i love fall vibes and pumpkin patches so this fic was me putting all of the fall vibes i could into this fic. so glad it's going to get cooler where i live now LOL
...and, scene by Anonymous
kenadian, the train escape, and the fourth wall.
...and all of the horrific implications that come alongside it.
A/N: this was written as a spirtual successor to my prev. fic about sven. it was so fun, and fun fact, it's the first fic in the kenadian character tag! yippee!!!
world is mine! by Anonymous
In a sleep-deprived move, Minecraft player Ashswag decided that making a Hatsune Miku cosplay would compliment his entire God shtick perfectly.
or:
ash becomes swagsune ashu
A/N: this fic was mostly written for shits and giggles, but although i haven't have much time for it, cosplay is something that's so dear to me <3 i love the craftsmanship that does into it!!! and the community is so kind <3
go to the end with me, my lover by Anonymous
âHey Ash? IâŚwant you to come here and take a look.â Red says warily.
Ash quietly follows Red ahead. He climbs over the rubble Red is looking out on andâ
Oh.
It was their wedding venue.
A/N: fun fact: i first heard of this song in class when someone showed me the mv after school and um. well let's say i shed a few tears. god if you haven't watched the love wins all mv, please do. it's so well done <3 also in general SWAGDOONS WEDDING LETS FUCKING GOOOOOO (ignore the angst)
it takes two to tango, but somebody has to lead by Anonymous
The tango is a dance that requires someone to lead, and a partner willing to follow them.
(or, swagdoons through the ages)
A/N: this was so fun. i love writing in different formats!!! also it being experimental is AWESOME i love playing around w/ language :3 also i love acherswan so so much so that was also a bonus!!!
developments by Anonymous
A group photo of the Hemlock family and staff. Absolutely nothing goes wrong.
A/N: i love photography so much, esp as someone with terrible memory. i've been having fun exploring it in fics recently so yeah!!! also the first fic in the whitepine tag #awesome
memento by Anonymous
âYou have a pretty face,â Red says out loud without thinking.
Ash stops in his tracks, whipping his head back to stare back at Red.
âIâWhat?â
âAh. Um. You look nice when youâre talking,â Red clarifies, âWait.â
Red steps closer and grabs Ashâs jaw.
âThe fuckââ
or: Red is a photography student and takes a picture of Ash.
A/N: listen me and my friend dusty were talking and my brain came up with the most gay scene ever and i HAD to write it. once again, i've only used dslr's in my life, but hopefully the magic of photographing someone was captured in this fic. old people yaoi.../silly
and OH BOY that was a lot of fics. these are the fics i'm really proud of, so i hope y'all enjoy (and please say nice things to me if you have enjoyed them). thank you for making it through this LONG post!!!
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Hallo! You know who is someone I donât see many people appreciating? Ganyu! Imagine a neurodivergent creator reader who is the one that finds her when sheâs going through one of her crises when she doesnât know if she belongs with the humans or Adepti and reader can understand her because thatâs how they feel as well about life?? And about their old world and sometimes this one??
I feel that they could potentially bond over that and maybe even realize Ganyu is also somewhat neurodivergent in some way?? Or sheâs very socially inept in some ways and reader can relate and share in those worries so the two just sometimes sit together shoulder to shoulder and just not say anything and just relax and everyone is confused??? Anyways thatâs all for me, keep up the great work! :D
-Bonk anon
GOD, NEURODIVERGENT ASKS, JUST HAVE MY WHOLE HEART IN YOUR HANDS đđđ¤˛đ¤˛đđ
JUST TAKE IT I DONT NEED IT-
ALSO LESSER ASKED FOR/LESS POPULAR CHARACTERS??
SIGN ME TF UP-
Ahhh, look at her... I would die for her, kill for her... either way, what bliss â¨ď¸
also fuCK mihoyo, sheâs fat and beautiful and so thats how she gonna be written. đ¤
saw this in my mailbox forever ago and as i was workng thru them, was just like, âdamn that Ganyu ask is so close im so excited to write abt her <33â
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Sun:Â Neurodivergent!Reader, Gender Neutral (they/them)
Orbit:Â tiny scenario +headcanons
Stars:Â Ganyu, my dearest.
Comets & Meteors: Content Warnings: talk of low self-esteem & Trigger Warnings: talk of low self-esteem, neurodivergent struggles, talk of missing meals (ganyu wants to schedule out her lunch-breaks).
when youâd initially explained to the (actually scarily strong irl) genshin characters whoâd been claiming all kinds of wild stuff about you (âThe Last Descender! The World Player!â)
youâd been in Liyue at the time, and out of everyone, the first you could see believed you were a mortal on Earth before (and not ruling it đ) was Ganyu.
Sheâd looked shocked, like the others, but you could quickly see her get more and mire visibly twitchy and excited as you explained further
(rlly unlike the just,, utter confusion on Xiaoâs, Zhongliâs, Shenheâs, and Cloud Retainerâs faces, so convinced of your divinity thereâs no way you could be human- even just acting like one-)
but you did, and Ganyu loved it.
you actually didnât interact much for the first month you were stuck in a gacha video game (the other alloegenes, gods, adepti, and citizens, including international, pulling you around for opinions on this and that)
But one night you couldnât sleep (the Qixing provided amble spacious housing in a temple already apparently dedicated to you, one youâd never seen in game)
Itâd been⌠a rough day.
Everywhere you went, miscommunications followed, and you still didnât really know how to mask properly around these just- well, since they were real, aliens
sure, they mimicked stuff about humans, but not the people/culture youâd mostly been around, (and the adepti had their own code of behavior, which was so complex youâre sure they shouldâve made an actual social behavior manual by now)
but you just couldnât escape the endless cycle, not only that, but your executive function had apparently forgotten to keep up with some important appointments or otherwise things you had needed to get done earlier, so you were scrambling to send a late letter to Fontaine inventors who needed to get the project started in 3 days, which is how long the letter takes to get there, oh gods, and you needed to check on Inazuma, apparently Seirai island is getting lightningy again and the Raiden Shogun wants you in person as soon as possible to aid her with it, but you need to attend a Knights of Favonius meeting in 2 days-
Yeah. You were stressed, and honestly? crumbling under the pressure.
So youâd snuck out of your rooms (dodging the patrolling guards) and went to the office of the one person who knew whoâd understand
Ganyu. Scribbling and mumbling in her office to herself, late into the night
Sheâd jumped at you slipping in without knocking (avoid the Milieth at all costs, even tho ur literally god and youâve been told you can do whatever you want mostly)
and knocked a whooooollleee stack of papers to the floor, scattering it everywhere đ
youâd scrambled to start picking them up,, but then she stops you frantically saying âNo, no, itâs okay, itâs not a big deal I promise, thereâs no need to cry over these silly papers, heaven-sent!â
what??
oh.
oh no.
itâd just been one more thing youâd messed up on top of all of today (and tbh this whole month whirlwind of becoming some kind of god of the continent)
and Ganyu was, Ganyu <3
she was sweet and kind and so overwhelmingly helpful, how could you make a mess of her life too-
âEmperor? Huangdi?â
youâre just sitting on the floor now, but you startle when she gently holds your upper arms, calling your name very softly, so soft if she wasnât saying you actual name youâd think she was talking to something else, something precious to her
the qilin guides you up, easily supporting your weight, she directs you to her couch, and manuvers you into laying your head across her plush thighs, the half-adeptiâs pants arenât as skin-tight like in-game, theyâre actually the cosiest fabric youâve ever laid on (or maybe thatâs just a combination of your fragileness and her thick thighs)
she rubs your shoulder and back, offering a tissue (when did she get that-)
and thatâs when you know youâve chosen your first friend in Teyvat perfectly :)
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you sneak out nearly every night for those first few months in Liyue (not including travel, which you tried to limit or youâd both make an excuse why she needed to come with lol)
just to sneak into her office, and youâd nearly cried a second time on her when she offered some notes about both standard human and adepti behaviors (after all, sheâs had to study them both to fit into both)
Ganyu learns to do your hair and you do hers 𼺠she canât bring herself to trust anyone to cut her hair but you, and you always try to do styles that donât get in her way <3
like buns with a braid wrapped around it, or two space buns (Keqing didnât say anything but Ganyu gossiped to you about how she could see a little smile on her face whenever she ran into Ganyu that week, obviously cutely thinking how they matched)
While of course the first thing Ganyu did was propose to help you schedule/manage your time so you wouldnât have to rely on your non-existent executive function-
youâd also made sure to literally plop ur chin over her shoulder to make sure you saw âbreakâ AT LEAST once a day, now that she was incorporating herself a little into ur schedule too (Ganyu fought tooth and nail to get rid of that lunch-break, but then you threatened to also not eat, and she caved so fast LMAO)
(bc sheâs a die-hard workaholic ofc she wants this, after you heard abt her schedule in-game youâd thought it was lucky she was not fully human or she wouldâve dropped dead, but now even moreso watching that horror in real time đ)
which!! she!! is so!! (at this point you usually just squeeze her round cheeks a little too hard before then wrapping your arms as far as they can go around her torso and squeezing even harder-)
After a couple of âyour trauma đ¤ my traumaâ nights, she honestly understood really well where your limits were so to speak, what you could and simply couldnât do
and was the first one willing to explain to people you have executive dysfunction (and was quick to cut off any âjust try harder/pull yourself up by your bootstraps/just believe in yourselfâ nonsense when if came to your disabilities, even tho those were few and far between moments if any)
afterall, people had expected the same from her, and she frequently fell into that thinking herself (it also didnât help that as you tried to give her a normal schedule at first, which benefitted her human side more, it felt like the Qixing was stumbling to keep up with the supernatural workload now being distributed)
Ganyu knew it had been your influence originally that helped her when sheâd had her workload lightened/then followed by the traveler when she ran off
(and regardless of the truth too, when youâd finally gotten the courage to tell her how you actually interacted with Teyvat, unable to steer actions from what the plot dictated)
sheâd still attributed it to you, (âwell, you couldâve always just picked up your things and left, yes? But even if it was âpre-plannedâ like you say, you still wanted to follow through and wereâŚÂ ahem, h-happy for m-me, right?â youâd smacked right into her you stimmed so relieved)
You didnât exactly know how to explain it, bc everyone was really accepting,
from citizens to nobles, officials and guards, to vision-users, gods and other supernatural beings that inhabited Teyvat
no one judged you for unmasking/stimming, but in that way that meant they didnât really understand what was different about you, they just knew you were and theyâd still decided to treat you with the same adoration anyway
but Ganyu,
she treated you the same but knew what stims you did when you were happy or excited, what ones comforted you, what your latest verbal stims were, and what your âclassicsâ were (u never had to tell her, she just learned them quick and all on her own, bless this woman đ )
Ganyu understood all the good and all the bad and saw you unmasked and still laughed so hard at your jokes she fell into your side and always asked another question about your hyperfixations/interests
youâd quickly realized there were a lot of neurodivergent overlaps between stuff Ganyu did and what you did
(whether or not she herself was, you just assumed yes based on what you researched, but there wasnât any official testing in teyvat)
it makes more sense to you after applying the neurospicy filter to all her actions why sheâs so obsessed with work (she hyperfixates on certain projects the Qixing has going, and has a long-term passive fixation on scheduling/stationary/related office work stuff)
but this also meant you understood why she was always asking for more about you, your mortal world, your time here, where you wanted to go in teyvat, what you wanted to do, howâd you feel when the game did this to someone, what about-?
needless to say you couldnât (and didnât have to đĽ˛) contain your stims at knowing you became a slight hyperfixation for her
she got all embarassed and blushy about it!!! <333đŠ (and did that cute thing where she just kinda sways in place holding her hands together when bashful or nervous â¨đâ¨)
unrelated to above, but your favorite thing (besides sightseeing or eating at yet another new restaurant in liyue) to do together is go do something childish
like playing childrenâs games (hopscotch, or hill sliding in ganyus case) from both ur childhoods
u thought itd be a good idea to get Ganyu to relax a little more and have more fun outside her job!
(again, unrelated bc idk im scattered with these headcanons, the cryo user loves when you help her pick new outfits at stores not bc she wants to impress u what)
ok last unrelated headcanon i promise,
Ganyu wasnât overly affectionate before, honestly she was always going too fast to stop for those kind of casual touches (and when was there time in her old scedule)
but after a month of getting comfortable around each other, she subconciously gets up from her desk (mid-reading a file/carrying it with her lmao)
and sits on her office couch, making room for you to lay on her (and she is the perfect pillow)
(you dont point it out, you know sheâll get too embarassed, and you refuse to lose Ganyu cuddles <3)
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im so glad im not the only one who took one look at Ganyuâs problems in life and was like, âdamn im neurospicy, ur so right, blue-frosty-magical-half-deer-secretary-womanâ
btw itâs on the masterlist âturn on the background music?â but hereâs really long playlist I made for sagau stuff!
mostly game music but also other fun songs i hope fit, mostly based of my blog so itâs not dark (as the other playlists under SAGAU search on spotify looked dark too lmao)
Safe Travels Bonk Anon,
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I mentioned making a kofi before, but I think Iâll start including it in posts too if u guys dont mind!
An iced coffee? For me?? :O
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âĄthe belovedsâĄ
@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza / @genshin-impacts-me / @wholesomey-artist /Â @thedevioussmirk / @the-dumber-scaramouche / @chocogi / @fallen-starr / @areaderofbooks
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Meguru Bachira with a black s/o
LISTEN!! I picked up the 2 volume of the manga on accident when I went to target and Iâm in love w him the man of my dreams!! Not taking blue lock right now bc besides Isagi and kunigami i donât remember any other characters name or anything about themđ
feel free to talk to me about him tho I have SO many thoughtsđ
** can you tell this is just me rambling đ
Megaruđ:
- this pic gives me butterflies holy shit
- WHEW this man has huge unhinged sunshine energy
- Like giggling and kicking my feet how heâs the happy go lucky character trope (I.e hinata) but they make sure you remember heâs not âsoftâ
- Like the way yâall be uwuing hinata that is a grown manđ he was throwing fists the WHOLE SERIES but he donât know about sex? Bffr
- Anyway heâs definitely a switch but kinda leaning more top? he definitely just wants to fuck he donât care whoâs on top
- Heâs so cuddly itâs adorable
- Getting neon yellow nails to match his hair>>>
- Definitely would like to match fits w you when yâall step out
- WOULD GET YOU AN ANKLE BRACELET W HIS INITIALS ON IT SO HE CAN KISS YOUR ANKLE WHEN HE PUTS YOUR LEGS OVER HIS SHOULDERS!!
- Most fashionable couple FR
- Always has to be touching you in some way
- Holding your hand, arm around you, hand in your pockets
- Wants to make sure youâre there and wonât slip away from him
- Imagining him going to meet your family and heâs SWEATING like he knows heâs not everyoneâs cup of tea and really doesnât want to start anything
- âYou are good at soccer so you have like + 100 points right nowâ(watching Latino people watch the football on the Olympics is so scary đŤ)
- Imagine your family watching his gamesđ embarrassing bc now Iâm imagining a room full of dads and uncles glued to the tv and cheering him on like he can hear itđđ
- âYou so skinny you need to eat more!â
- Heâs charming your aunties to steal plates from your house
- You get in the car and he has like 3 Tupperwares full of left overs
- Great with kids because they think heâs cool
- heâs breaking they ankles in soccer tho heâs not gunna play nice w kids
- If âplay where itâs safe cuz itâs NOT over hereâ was a person
- Like he can go 0-100 in a millisecond so if someone tries him
- Very âwhoâs gon beat my ass about it??â Type beat
- People think yâall are so cute bc heâs so smiley and sweet to you
- DEFINITELY says filthy shit in your ear too
- Like heâs cuddly w everyone he likes so youâd be no different but heâs slipping his hands up your shirt
- Number one hype man when you get your hair done
- So extra
- âMy baby so cuteđĽšđĽšâ
- Box braids are his favorite bc he can put charms and stuff in your hair
- also medium long locs bc imagining him walking up to you and pushing them out your face to see your eyesđĽş
- Freak
- Probably sends you links to sex toys and is like
- âđđ??â
-âIâm a visual learner btwâ
- The MOST unserious character in this whole series so far
- His song is rodeo but just the flo Milli verse i WILL NOT ELABORATE!!
- Once he get to doing that thing where he lower his voice just call in sick bc you probably not walking
- Not that he doesnât care about your pleasure itâs more heâs fucking until HE taps out so your brains can be soup but heâs not done so,,,,hold on?
- If you like me and a few inches shorter than him will be smug about it
- His personality is big enough to count as a size kink but being a little taller makes him get a big head
- Talks you through it the whole time
- Switching back and fourth between degrading and praise so fast it makes your head spin
- âHm? Donât tell me my little slut is tapping out? You were begging me so nicely earlierâ
- only one who can say babygirl and it not be cringe đ¤
- âbe a good boy and spread your legs for me, hm?â
- Really sloppy kisser during sex too
- Will tell you to stick your tongue out for him
- On the rougher side of kinky stuff
- Fucks you like itâs the last time he ever will every time
- Donât care about getting caught bc either way heâs not stopping
- Probably how youâd end up sleeping w him and Isagi I fear
- Isagi is so sweet and megaru is MEAN
- Isagi trying to go slow and be gentle and Megaru over here pulling your hair calling you a pretty whore
- this man In grey sweatpants would end me
- APART OF THE SHORT KING BIG DICK CREW
- heâs tall by Japanese standards but juuuuust 3cm above average in American height
- he already walks out the shower naked w NO care in the world
- probably walks around the house like that too Ngl
- âI am returning to the natural state of my birthâ I will glue your clothes to your body sir :/
- feel like heâs more girth than length like donât get me wrong he def has a third leg but heâs gunna have to work you open
- â Oh donât worry, Iâll make sure it fitsâ
- Act right dickâ˘ď¸ so donât push him too far in public
- Definitely a bad influence!! Youâre trying to be normal in public and he gives you a look
- Next thing you know heâs on his knees for you in a bathroom or an empty hallwayđ
- In the locker room so many times the rest of his friends already know, and when you two disappear they not stepping foot in there
- Buys you lingerie because heâs your biggest hype man
- When you feel confident youâre the most sexy
- âMmm you look so good in that cute outfit, you wonât be too mad if I tear it off right?â
- Spreads your legs wide and will make you look in the mirror and watch as he fingers you open
- The type of man who fucks you so good you would get his name tatted on your ass
- Your family actually is probably like âdonât you go corrupting that sweet boyâ
- And behind closed doors heâs got his hand holding your hair in a tight fist as he makes himself comfy in your throat
- âLet me hold your hair up for youđâ
- L$D- asap Rocky is also his song
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summarizing my home country's gp for myself:
â SIGNIFICANTLY more boring than baku đđ
â kmag returned but we did not get terror out of the track terrorist man. horrible!
â man i don't even know what vcarb is smoking bc softs?? halfway through?? speaking of softs why'd mercedes start hamilton on softs too that's đđ
â holy shit are we actually losing ricciardo??? red bull owes the man flowers and a fruit basket (if they aren't giving him the seat) for keeping norris from fastest lap ngl
â massive congrats to liam lawson though cos he does deserve it after his last year's performance and they've benched him long enough but ofc it's sad for ricciardo esp for someone who's been racing for so long (minus his break)
â not great from ferrari overall but that's on their quali tbh cos the recovery from that shitshow wasn't bad really and they were smart with pitting sainz early but i believe they're incapable of having 2 good strats....
â that's another mclaren double podium but i have to say that giant chrome logo is incredibly ugly đ
â kind of surprised verstappen kept his red bull in 2nd? maybe the rb garage finally got their shit together! or maybe not cos its a miracle perez managed to end up within the points tbh...
â honestly INSANE defending from hulkenburg someone give that man minister of defence rn i feel like he did nothing but keep cars behind him, which unlucky for leclerc cos he was behind him AND alonso which is like 2 steel walls atp.
â that colapinto bit at the start was magnificent tbh i didn't see it until later but hell yeah that's the idgaf energy i want from someone who doesn't have a seat next year!
â idk what the hell happened with albon's car and why he retired i'm gonna have to go check but damn that's unlucky...
â seriously just bad luck for leclerc all around cos his times were good and he overtook quite a few times but he was against some ministers of defence today i fear đ
â PLS DONT STOP THE COMMUNITY SERVICE JOKES THEY'RE SENDING ME INTO ORBITTT
â no safety car?? in SINGAPORE?? im throwing tomatoes out my window in the vague direction of the marina bay circuit rn đ
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side note: it's hilarious as a sgrean to watch the gp bc these are the same roads my slow ass bus takes every week.
side note 2: welcome back britney to the commentary! also when kimi appeared i said "omg my son" and my friend asked "ollie?" and i had to be like "...no my other son" đ
side note 3: it's like barely 18 hours after the race as i type this and i just saw them dismantle the barriers with my own 2 eyes from the double decker bus?? damn that's FAST??
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Live reactions and ramblings about the the first four episodes of Hazbin Hotel
Warnings: SPOILERS!!! Incoherent, unfiltered thoughts, I wrote them as I was watching. Most of them are in chronological order, but not all
EPISODE 1:
The origin story of Hell is a cool take on the original tale of Adam and Eve and the animation style is very pretty too (also biblically accurate angels đ)
Adam is just the ultimate douche, fucking great
NIFTY ZONING OUT WHILE SHE IS BEING FILMED, WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT-
Really interesting and fun that Alastor straight up REFUSES to be captured in digital media, distorting it and facing the other way during the commercial
EPISODE 2:
SIR PENTIOUS!!!!
Loved whenever Vox got real close to the screen, it looked like your TV was his face, adored that shit đAlso the way his voice distorted whenever he was pissed
Alastor went missing around the same time as Lilith... I'm sure that is not going to be at all plot relevant..
STAYED GONE. Vox's part sung/spoken like a TV news anchor, Alastor breaking the fourth wall, the varieties of error screens Vox displayed, and THE BLACKOUT. THAT PART GAVE ME SERIOUS CHILLS Love you Alastor but you're scaring me a little
SIR PENTIOUS PLAYING ALONG WITH CHARLIE AND ACTUALLY ENJOYING HIMSELF AT THE HOTEL I'M SOBBING
"You like me. You actually like me!" đâ¤ď¸
The voice messages Valentino sent were fucking vile, fuck him. I'm now rooting for Angel Dust more than ever before..
Sir Pentious finally has canon hypnosis powers!!
Vox, you're cool and all BUT YOU JUST TOLD SIR PENTIOUS TO KILL HIMSELF WHAT THE FUCK NEVER GO NEAR HIM EVER AGAIN OR I SWEAR-
"Just make it quick, I guess. Not that I deserve it.." VIOLENTLY ILL.
SORRY IS WHERE IT STARTS. Just.. *sobs* Charlie is so fucking sweet, I can't wait for their friendship to grow
EPISODE 3:
"Hello purple female!" PLEASE đ
The scene where Alastor was eating is a reference o to one Viv's older speedpaints (more specifically this one)
"Are those your ears or your hair? I can't tell!" Egg Bois asking the real questions here-
ZESTIEL. He looks so cool and I love the way he speaks, hopefully were going to see more of him!
"Oh, look! There's Frank!" "...We have names?" PFFFTT-
"If I can't help you, what's the point of me?" đđđ
CARMILLA'S SINGING VOICE BLEW ME AWAY HOLY SHIT-
Vaggie's singing voice being hilariously different to her speaking one
Carmilla implying in her song that she killed the angel to protect her daughters I-đ That, and she doesn't want the rest of hell to start a war they can't win, she is a protector. She's definitely one of my new favorites.
As Zestiel said, Alastor is unpredictable and his motivations are hard to read, I love how he is written in a way you geniunely can't guess his real motivations you go you sinister deer fellow
SIR PENTIOUS AND HIS MATCHING PYJAMAS WITH THE EGG BOIS AND ALL OF THE SNUGGLING TOGETHER IN HIS COZY ROUND BED- *starts to froth at the mouth*
EPISODE 4:
Nifty just laying there kicking her feet while watching p*rn đ
SIR PENTIOUS BLUSHING AND COVERING HIS FACE WITH HIS HOOD PLEASE-
Is Pentious seriously so lonely that he watches people sleep...stop making me sad
Angel Dust having the most fire wardrobe đ
TRAVIS IS THE FUCKING DIRECTOR-
Angel Dust's face when he heard Valentino speaking :(
VALENTINO GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF CHARLIE RIGHT NOW.
VALENTINO'S COAT IS ACTUALLY HIS WINGS?!?! That's a very cool design actually
THE DRESSING ROOM IS FUCKING DISGUSTING, IT'S FINE IF YOU LIKE VALENTINO AS A VILLIAN, BUT IF YOU ACTUALLY STAN HIM AFTER THIS I SWEAR-
The contract being signed as "Anthony" :(((
"I'll get her to leave, just don't hurt her." *cries*
Charlie being ready kick Valentinos ass the SECOND she saw Angel's state LET'S GOOOO
Poison is just.. So beautifully animated, but so very disturbing at the same time.. FUCK. VALENTINO.
THE DOTS UNDER ANGEL'S EYES WERE JUST MORE EYES THIS ENTIRE TIME?!? I'm such a dumbass
Throwing cards as a weapon :O
HUSK USED TO BE AN OVERLORD EXCUSE ME?!?!
"If I get broken enough.. I won't be his favorite toy anymore.. And he'll let me go.." CRYING SOBBING THROWING UP
You're a Loser Baby is fucking pretty and adorable! I finally I see the appeal in Huskerdust đĽšâ¤ď¸
EXPLODING DICE WOOO!
Just now realized Alastor didn't show up once during this episode.. Wonder what he getting up to đ¤
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can we get a clingy rodrick fem reader fic? maybe the reader is trying to get homework done or something? idk youâre a better writer than iđ
Stage five clinger, Rodrick Heffley
A/N: Thank you so much for requesting this sorry it took so long. I feel like Rodrick would definitely be clingy, and I'm sure you are an amazing writer. <3
It may be hard to believe, and maybe he only acted this way when he was with you, but Rodrick Heffley was a top tier, stage five clinger. And to be completely honest, it should have been a bit obvious. This was the same boy who spent a very, very long time trying to get his crush to acknowledge him for more than just five seconds. So of course being his girlfriend, this only intensified. By a lot and in many ways.Â
But the top three were:
1. Wash dayÂ
Before the full extent of Rodrick's clinginess, wash day was a lonely, tiring and highly frustration day. But with your own personal helper, things were definitely a lot easier. Having him run to the store real quick if you forgot something, playing video for you on his phone while your hands were greasy, and even helping you make even parts.Â
âYou know I can help you with more than just parting.â Rodrick yells over the shower.Â
âYou should be lucky I'm letting you in here to begin with.âÂ
You yell back, referring to the fact that he was sitting in the bathroom while you were in the literal shower.Â
âWhatever.â He mumbles under his breath.
2. HomeworkÂ
In the same way that his clinginess could be helpful, it was often not. Although you agreed with him on his point of homework being useless and annoying, you still had to get it done. And the best way to do that while being in the same vicinity as Rodrick was to ignore him. But with his sneaky nature, Rodrick would also find a way to have you in his arm doing something actually fun rather than stupid homework.
âCould you just be serious for like five minutes.â
You told Rodrick and was met with an utterly appalled face. One which you ignore and go back to trying to do your homework.
âI am being serious, I read it somewhere.â
âBy âread it somewhere.â do you mean saw it on YouTube.â
âNo.â He's quick to respond. âI saw it on Instagram.â Rodrick smiles because technically you were wrong. âLook it up, it's the most effective way to get things done. Study for thirty minutes, then relax for thirty.â
Still ignoring him, all you did was roll your eyes and try to focus on the work in front of you. Plus, the method was to study for twenty-five and have a five-minute break. A great method, sure, but clearly not what Rodrick was suggesting.
âŚ
Leaving the bathroom, you walked back into Rodrick's room to find your homework textbook and pencils gone. And across the room was an overly casual Rodrick whose TV just happened to be playing your favorite movie. Without a word, you walked over to him, faces contradictory to each other. In fact, the smile that played on Rodrick's lips was burning a frown onto yours. Deciding not to play his game and, more importantly, not give in, you simply turned around to look for your things that had magically gone missing.
Before you realized what was happening, you were already sitting. The same hands he used to get you there now wrapped around your hips, keeping you in place.Â
âYou don't think this is a bit much?â You asked him genuinely.Â
âI think.â He starts, and you can already tell where he's going, âThat you need a break.âÂ
Rodrick peaks his head over your shoulder for a moment, that cocky smile still on his lips. Before it disappears into the crook of your neck.Â
âCome on.â He whispers against your skin. âWell, only watch like five minutes.âÂ
Reluctant and knowing that it was a lie, you still agreed. Quickly getting comfortable and settling into your favorite seat, Rodrick's lap.Â
3. Accidental sleepovers
This one you could admit was partially your fault. I mean, if you really didn't want to stay you could just leave, but sometimes Rodrick was just too hard to resist.Â
âWe have school tomorrow.â You groan, sleepiness already creeping into your voice.Â
âYea, that's why you should stay.â He told his voice sleepier than yours. âPlus, I already drive you every morning.â
He was right, the van had been your go-to method of transport for a while now.Â
âYea but-â You tried to think of an excuse but nothing came to your half asleep mind. âI think I'd like to sleep in my own bed.âÂ
You told Rodrick, which triggered him to move him body more onto your chest, his way of trapping you. He shushes you before bringing his lips to your skin. Pressing gentle, slow kisses to your neck and jaw.Â
âTomorrow we can sleep wherever you want.â He whispered.Â
âFine.â You say, as snuggling into him. âBut just because you're warm.âÂ
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