#hc that he just said fuck it and gave up and didn’t see shit the whole time

[riddl3bird]

assuming ed is nearsighted, does this mean he had to use contacts here? and if yes did oswald help him do it, ed panicking and saying please please i’m just gonna use my glasses i hate this with a passion while oswald tried to calm him down and gently said just stay still and i’ll be done in a second and butch was in the other room waiting for them shouting guys we’re gonna be late and both ed (half crying) and oswald (angry because that made it worse) yelling shut up butch in response? i think yes. case closed

[cosmiiwrites]

OKAY SO I HAVE AN IDEA. What about established relationship domestic fluff with Adam?? Like waking up in the morning cooking breakfast that kind of stuff (I AM STARVED OF HAPPY ADAM CONTENT)

˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ domestic life

.ೃ࿐ adam x reader .ೃ࿐

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ hc/drabble: how adam would be like as a domestic partner cw: cussing, fluff, established relationship, reader is lwk fem coded a/n: ME TOO ANON. ME TOO. sorry for the hold up on the adam fics btw😭🙏

alright SOO

if you're in a relationship with adam, you obviously mean a lot to him

sure, he brags about his groupies and hookups all the time, but he's never actually been in a serious relationship with any of them

and he never stays in contact with them unless he needs a quick orgasm

without a doubt he drops them all for you

so when you’re dating him, let alone living with him, you’re a lot more than a good fuck

at first, waking up and adam being the first thing you see in the morning took you a while to get used to

you’d always find an arm slung around your waist when you woke up, stopping you from leaving the bed

you found it cute at first, but it started to get annoying when adam literally would not let you get up

“adam, hon, babe, love of my life, i gotta get ready for work,” you yawned. “adaaam,” whining his name clearly did not work. unfazed, the angel only tightened his hold on you. his face buried itself deeper into the crook of your neck. “c’mon, sera won’t be happy if you’re late for the fourth time this week…” you reminded him.

“i don’t give a shit,” adam groaned, voice muffled and barely audible. you loved his morning voice: husky, low, less insufferable. “i jus’ wanna be here with you. i don’t want to hear sera’s bitching this early in the morning…” his last sentence made you laugh, earning you an annoyed growl. “fine, i guess that’s fair.”

you settled more into your shared bed, one arm slinging around adam’s neck while the other combed through his hair. adam gave you a low groan in response. “mmh… could just stay here in bed all day, with you, y’know?” usually, you would object, but this time you gave it some thought. laying in bed with your boyfriend, cuddling all day? hm. you let out a defeated sigh.

“…fine.”

“fuck yeah!”

you had actually found a way to let adam release you from the bed without him bitching about you “abandoning him”

that is, by cooking him bomb ass breakfast

the first time you cooked him breakfast was when he was deep in sleep and you were able to sneak your way out of his grasp

he wasn’t happy about you not being in bed with him, but your cooking made up for it.

an unfamiliar smell woke up adam. “[name], what the fuck is that sme- [NAME]?!” he frantically looked around for you, scanning the bedroom, the bathroom, he even checked the closet. this dumbass didnt even try following the smell. finally, adam found you in the kitchen, back facing towards him as you flipped pancakes.

he gave out a sigh of relief. almost instantly, adam pulled you into a hug from behind, head resting on your shoulder. because of the unexpected gesture, you let out a squeak. cute, he thought. “calm down, babe, s’ just me.” he chuckled. “but seriously, don’t leave me alone… i thought you got murdered or somethin’.” you whipped your head around to meet his eyes. was he serious? “first of all, this is literally heaven. secondly, i left to cook you breakfast, dummy. now go sit down or you’re not getting any.” immediately he complied.

“holy fuck.” he said, munching on a pancake. you giggled. “do you like it?” adam stared at you like you had gone crazy. “do i—do i like it? sweetheart, if i knew you cooked like a god i would’ve forced you to make every dish in the damn book.” his praise went straight to your head. you didn’t think he was capable of complimenting anyone that much but himself! still, you weren’t complaining.

not only did you make breakfast for adam, but lunch and dinner, too

when adam came home from work and found ribs on the table, he went FERAL

“baaaabe, im home,” he announced rather loudly. adam scanned the kitchen for you, instead landing his eyes on a large plate of ribs. never had adam wanted to wife someone up so bad.

“oh, adam! i just made some-“

“marry me.”

i feel like adam wouldn’t be too keen on doing chores around the house

washing dishes, doing the laundry, taking out the trash? not quite his forte

once said that it was a “woman’s job,” and you gave him a firm smack to his head (well deserved)

“adam, you NEVER do anything around here!” you complained. adam only groaned in response. “c’monn, doing the dishes won’t kill you,” “i dunno, it might.” “ADAM!”

“fine, jeez! so fuckin’ dramatic i swear…” he muttered under his breath. he reluctantly picked up a sponge and a plate and began cleaning the plate profusely fast. you leaned on the counter next to him, a smug grin on your face to which he only tsked at.

he put away the last dish, finally. “there, you happy now?” he huffed. “very.” you grabbed his face and pecked his lips once, twice. adam was taken aback at your sudden movement, nevertheless kissing you back more fervently. “mph- shit, if this is what i get for doing the dishes, i might start doing it more often.”

[saeist]

itoshi brothers reaction to their little sister wearing a different jersey and supporting someone else 😭

anon ur mind… should i make this into a series 😭 100 milestone special

can you imagine the reaction of both brothers when they see you lounging around the house with a jersey that’s not from their respective teams?

sae never misses the chance to give you a jersey from his matches. he always makes sures to get two of the same jerseys no matter what. sae would never admit this though. when he gives you his jerseys, he just tells you it’s an old one but it’s a lie. he has his own sitting in his luggage, gym bag, you name it, it’s there. he personally got one for you cause you were his sister after all

rin on the other hand is the same but he only gives you hand me downs such as the blue lock one. if rin grows out of a jersey, you bet that said jersey will end up in your hands

so just imagine the look on their faces when you’re lounging at the couch, wearing a jersey from a team they’re not even in on.

sae is visibly pissed. you can tell by the way his eyes are more narrowed than usual and has his infamous bitch face on that he only makes when there were press around him.

rin is not as pissed like sae but he’s just wondering who owns that jersey. he only gets mad when he tries to connect the dots or something and ended up assuming isagi or someone from blue lock gave it to you behind his back (he already had a talk with his blue lock mates that they should not breathe, touch, or be even in the vicinity as you when you’re around or they’re gonna get “it” from him)

both brothers sit at each side of you and you can tell the atmosphere in the living room has shifted. i mean, it’s not like you’re used to it at this point but, what gives bros?

sae scans you from the bottom to the top with a face you can’t quite pinpoint. was he mad? was he disgusted? what’s he thinking? you can’t tell. you turn your head to rin for some help but he had the same face on.

was there something on your face?

“if you guys are just gonna be breathing heavily next to me and not say a word then i’m just gonna leave” you raise a brow at your two (idiotic) brothers. to which they only reply with them clicking their tongues and some grumbles under their breaths.

sae was the first one to break the ice

“who’s jersey is that?” sae frowns. like a deep frown. was this mf really THAT petty over a jersey?

you looked down at the shirt you were wearing and it was from bastard münchen.

“oh, it’s bastard münchen merch. this is kaiser’s jersey if i’m not mistaken” you explain, even turning around to show sae the number on your back. when you return back to your original position, sae looked like you just dropped the biggest bomb on him and he didn’t like it one bit. he instantly gets all over your face, basically interrogating you on why you would waste the hard earned money he gave you to buy another jersey that isn’t from real madrid (hc that he gives you allowance 😋)

“why the fuck would you even buy from bastard münchen? is real madrid’s merchandise not enough? is the quality shit? hold on, i’m gonna have to tell the managers about this. just why y/n. WHY”

sae almost goes into a complete mental breakdown. over you wearing some team’s merch instead of his own team, real madrid

“and it had to be kaiser’s number too”

“what’s so bad with kaiser?”

sae doesn’t answer directly but continues to bitch about kaiser and bastard münchen specifically. mumbling about something you can’t quite understand

you look at your other brother, rin. just to like check if you two were looking at the same thing, sae literally pacing around the living room with his arms crossed and his hands rolled up into a fists but all you see is rin concentrating really hard that was outright sweating and you can see prominent veins on the sides of his head

“that damn isagi…” you hear rin murmur beside you. oh hell nah, not rin too.

“rin-nii..?”

“have you been talking to isagi? how do you even know about bastard münchen? does this mean you’ve been talking to isagi behind my back? why didn’t you buy pxg’s instead?”

another set of questions (more like interrogation) comes rolling in.

at this point you are already feeling like you’re going insane with your brothers acting like it was the end of the world.

“guys.. i literally watch blue lock tv. of course i fucking know about bastard münchen!” you curse

both brothers stop their idiocy and both turn to you with stern faces, together they go,

“NO FUCKING CURSING”

[jeannineee]

Can't stop thinking about how the bat boys would react after accidentally swearing in front of their young kids and the kids start repeating it over and over again 😂

May I request ur hc on it? Your writing is amazing btw!!

I love this!!! Let’s see…

side note: PLEASE send in requests!! Fluff, smut, headcanons, etc.

Rhysand

Rhys was cooking dinner one night

He accidentally touched the hot stove, and a loud “fuck” slipped past his lips

You were holding your son at the time, and the death glare you gave Rhys could’ve struck fear into anyone’s heart

Not even a beat later, your son smiled at the two of you

“Fuck!” He said in his tiny voice

Rhysand, the ass, laughed at first, but it died down as you glared again.

“We don’t say that,” Rhys told your son, attempting to seem stern.

“But you said it, daddy,” your son replied. “Fuck!”

It took the better part of an hour to explain to your toddler that he cannot swear.

And then you scolded Rhys after you put your son to bed.

He apologized in rather strenuous ways.

Cassian

Cassian was putting away dishes after having washed them.

Unfortunately, a plate slipped out of his grasp, shattering on the floor.

“Shit!” He cursed, immediately cleaning up the mess before your newly-walking daughter could hurt herself.

Cassian thought nothing of it; didn’t realize your daughter was still awake in the next room.

A couple days later, the three of you were having some family time in the living room.

Your daughter dropped the toy she was holding on the floor, mumbling “shit!”

“What did you just say?” You asked her, jaw dropping.

“I said shit, mommy.”

“Who taught you that?”

“Daddy!” She answered proudly.

Cassian offered a sheepish grin in response. “Sorry, baby.”

It’s been weeks, and your daughter still says “shit” when she does something clumsy.

Azriel

Azriel is really good about not swearing around your child, so it would be you who accidentally let it slip.

“Damnit!” You cursed, dumping the burnt pie in the trash.

Azriel covered your daughter’s ears, narrowing his eyes at you.

“Mommy swore,” your daughter said, giggling.

“Yes she did,” Azriel replied.

“Damnit!” Your daughter said suddenly, eliciting a gasp from you and Azriel.

Before either of you could react, she said it again, and again, and again.

“We don’t say that,” Azriel told her gently, kissing her forehead.

“But mommy said it.”

“Mommy,” Azriel started, giving you a pointed look, “is gonna need a few lessons in not swearing in front of you.”

After your daughter was sound asleep, you can imagine how the rest of the night went 😌

[winstonsns]

hi! i was wondering if you could do hcs of the gang (separately) finding out that reader is a lesbian on accident. ty! <3

the gang finding out reader is a lesbian (request)

authors note: this is my first request so i hope it’s good! in this preference the gang and reader have a platonic relationship :) sorry i took a while to respond!

includes: ponyboy, johnny, darry, soda, dally, two-bit and steve

word count: 2.3k

warnings: cussing, suspected cheating, homophobia, physical fights, threats

PONYBOY CURTIS

you and pony were walking to school when you see some classmates on the other side of the street, whispering and looking at you

pony whispers to you “the fuck are they looking at us for?” and you truthfully say you don’t know why

when you get to school, the bell rings and you have to go to separate classes

when he gets into class, people are still talking about you and he still doesn’t know why

he asks one of his classmates why everyone is mentioning your name, and he answers “apparently y/n gave a girl flowers for valentines and asked her if she could be her date. she ended up saying no, and she told the whole school what y/n did. between us though, i don’t really see why people are talking shit about y/n now, i mean being gay isn’t bad right?”

pony was shocked that people made a huge deal out of it, he didn’t even know you were a lesbian, nor did he care, but he couldn’t believe how stupid people could be

he never understood why people cared about sexual orientation, and was confused when people said it was a problem you were a lesbian

he ended up sticking up for you when people would talk shit, which ended up with a large cut stretching from his knuckles to his wrist

when the bell rang after first period, he automatically ran to the class you were in to tell you what he had heard

he waited outside the classroom, and when you came out, you had tears streaming down your face

you begged him to still be your friend and you didn’t understand why people didn’t like you

he walked you to your next class, which the two of you had, and reassured you that there was nothing wrong with you and you’re still the same person

JOHNNY CADE

he was just walking around the block when he saw you in the lot

you were getting beat up by a few socs, and he could hear the word “freak” coming out of their mouths, that you’ll never fit in since you’re gay and not even a girl can love you

he started speed walking towards you, he watched you pull out a switchblade to one of the socs throats, and told him to shut up before you slice his throat

all the socs backed off and convinced you not to kill one of them

they all had cuts and bruises on their bodies, you did too

“we’ll come back for your punk-ass girlfriend later” one of the socs said, which caused you to punch him hard in the face

blood started dripping down his face, he touches his nose and says “bitch, you just broke my fucking nose! i’ll kill you!”

surprisingly enough, the other socs hold him back and tell him it’s not worth it, so they run off and get into their mustang

you don’t even realize johnnys next to you after they leave, you only focus on the fact your life might be ruined since people know you’re a lesbian

you turn around to see johnny, looking at you with a worried look

“are you okay? looks like they got you pretty good…” he asks, you ignore his question and ask him, “you didn’t hear any of that right..”

he tells you he heard but he doesn’t mind you being a lesbian, he still cares for you and you mean a lot to him

you really appreciate this and go back to your house so you could get cleaned up

he stays over at your house and the two of you talk about your past relationships

DARRY CURTIS

you drove to darry’s house so you could help out around the house, he was stressing and having a hard time

you brought groceries and some of his favorite pastries from a new bakery nearby

when you walk into the house, darry greets you and thanks you for the items

suddenly he gets a phone call

“just a second” he mumbles to you

he walks over to the phone and sits down on the recliner, picks up the phone and waits for the other line to talk

“is this darry curtis?” he wonders who it is since it’s a female voice, one he’s never heard before

he answers with a “yes, why? do i know you” and the other line asks “why the fuck is my girlfriend at your house and what’s your relation to her.”

he had no idea you had a girlfriend since you didn’t tell or hint at him anything

he responds with “she’s a friend. she just came over to my house to help around and cook food since i have to work later.”

she whispers an “oh… well um thank you… i’ll talk to her later… sorry…” and he says “it’s fine, don’t worry about it” and hangs up

he zones out wondering how he didn’t notice, how you’d always be on the phone calling ‘one of your friends’ but you’d be so giggly and smiley, telling her you love her and would never leave her

he comes back to reality when you walk over to him and ask who called him, then he tells you it was your girlfriend, but didn’t give a name

your face goes white, and you start apologizing for not telling him since you didn’t know if he’d support or not, tears forming in your eyes, making vision blurry

he reassures you and says he doesn’t care that you like girls, and it doesn’t change how he thinks about you

SODAPOP CURTIS

the two of you work at the DX together, so soda was at the cashier, waiting for someone to come in and buy something

a girl walks in and asks “is y/n here?” and soda responds with “no, she just went on her lunch break. do you need her?”

she looks nervous and starts looking around, she says “do you think you could give this to her…?” and it’s diy paper flowers, the paper was pages from your favorite book

the flowers came along with a note, which he saw was covered with a kiss

he looks at the flowers and note for a second and can sense her fidgeting, so he just says “yeah, i’ll leave it in the back for her” she thanks him and leaves the DX

he doesn’t even know her name, and guesses she’s one of your friends

soda can’t help but take a little peek at the letter, since it wasn’t in an envelope, he unfolds the paper and reads the letter

it goes along the lines of “thank you for always being with me” “…you’re so beautiful” “best girlfriend ever” “continue dating” and ends with an “i love you”

sodas jaw is on the FUCKING ground

he never knew you had a girlfriend, and suddenly felt bad for always asking you if you had a boyfriend yet

he folds back the paper to how it originally was, and goes back to the cashier

then he sees you walk back in with dairy queen, since you both wanted good food

you greet him, he greets you back and tells you a girl came by and was looking for you

he described her features and said there’s a note and paper flowers for you in the back, he could see the smile on your face

after letting you read the note, which you were blushing at, he couldn’t help but feel guilty for not telling you he knew you were gay

so he told you he just peeked at the letter and noticed all the lovey-dovey words, he said he has no problem with you being gay and asked if you are, just to check

you said yes, you thought you told him a while back but he doesn’t remember

what he does remember is you saying you had a crush on an actress, then he laughed and thought it was a joke, never thought about it again

DALLAS WINSTON

the two of you were at the bar hanging out and talking

you’re having fun and in deep conversation when suddenly, a girl comes up to you and your face breaks into a smile

dally notices this and says “do you know her..?” and you don’t have time to say anything

the girl who came up to you two yelled, “you’re a fucking bitch y/n! i thought we were gonna last forever but then you cheat on me with a man of all people? you told me you loved me—“

dally was in shock since she was a girl, and he never thought you’d be gay, he didn’t have a problem with it but he just never gave it any thought

you told her dally was just a friend and there’s nothing going on, plus he liked a girl at the moment

“honey, im sorry i’ve been hanging out with him more than you. but you didn’t tell me it bothered you, and communications important!” you told her

“wait you’re gay AND you have a girlfriend!!!? why didn’t you tell me this man im your best friend” dally asked you

your girlfriend told him to shut up, which basically answered his question, but you told him you didn’t tell him you had a girlfriend since not a lot of people are fond of gay people

you and your girlfriend resolved the argument and you’d talk about it later

she walked away, not before giving you a kiss on the cheek, and dally told you he hates her

you ask him why and he says because of the way she talked to you, you ask him if he can give her a second chance and if the two of you are still friends

he asks “why wouldn’t we be?” and is genuinely confused

you say “well… i like girls, aren’t you uncomfortable with that..?” and he responds with “no? i like girls too” LIKE DALLY STOP

he doesn’t care about sexual orientation because it doesn’t make you a bad person

after that incident, it’s like nothings changed, your friendship hasn’t changed and that’s what you and dally are happy about

TWO-BIT MATTHEWS

you two were at the drive in, watching another elvis movie

when the two of you got out of your car, you sat on the hood so you could have a good view

you looked to your right and told two-bit, “hold on, i gotta talk to someone real quick. i’ll be back in a few minutes.”

you walked over to a girl and waved, she was with a group of two guys and two girls who were all dressed nicely, two-bit guessed they were socs

he saw you wrap your arms around one of the girls shoulders and kiss her, when one of the other girls said “the hell are you looking at? you got a problem?” and he saw you talking to her, telling her he’s your friend

you and the girl you had kissed went to the concessions stand for snacks and drinks, leaving her group and two-bit with his own thoughts

he never knew you were gay since you didn’t tell him, but he’d support you no matter what

he heard his name and looked to the right once again, to see you and the girl holding hands

she left to go hang out with her friends and you walked back to two-bit

“sorry i took a while! have i told you about my girlfriend yet?” you said

“nah, you haven’t but it’s fine. you two were like making out though. you seem cute together man!! are you gonna get freaky?”

you told him to shut up and he just laughed it off, he basically forgot all about the conversation and you two continued watching the movie

STEVE RANDLE

you and steve were walking down the street when a blue mustang drove up next to you

you put your hand in your pocket, ready to grab your switchblade and fight the socs

one of the socs, bob, looked at you and said “hey aren’t you that gay greaser girl?” and steve gave you a certain look, he didn’t know what bob was talking about

you glared at bob and said “yeah, i guess so…” just to have him reply “cherrys interested.”

you stopped dead in your tracks and stared at him, told him you already have a girlfriend

bob said he heard rumors going around about you liking cherry, but he never knew you had a girlfriend

steve yelled at bob, telling him to knock it off and stop picking on you

then you had to correct steve, telling him you do like girls, and you do have a girlfriend

he looked at you and asked “really? cool” since he didn’t care much

what he was really thrown off with was the fact that bob was talking to you, considering he was the typical rude soc

you thanked bob for telling you, he and his friends drove off

you continued walking with steve and continued your conversation before bob and the other socs interrupted you two

authors note: sorry if this was offensive! i like girls too, along with guys but please don’t cancel me 🙏 i appreciate every single one of you and thank you for being amazing 💗

[effy-writes]

Hii!! I really love your writing and I saw that you're taking requests

WARNING up a head

I would like to know if you would be okay with writing a scenario involving Fizz and Ozzie with a reader (female or gender-neutral) who has epilepsy. The reader has been experiencing frequent seizures due to getting less sleep, stressing over work, missing a few doses of their medication (meds were pricey and they felt like a burden to them), and eating chocolate that was gifted by a coworker (they'd feel bad for declining), despite being aware that it's a trigger factor.

I've been going in and out of the hospital for the past 2 months due to high fever (after I fell off the stairs and hit my head) and seizure monitoring and despite being an adult, I feel like a burden to my parents because they have to look after me and pay for everything (and I try to skip a few days of meds to make them last a little bit longer) 🥲🥲🥲

And if you ever feel uncomfortable writing this, you can just ignore it! Mwah, have a good day/evening, loves!!

holy shit are you okay 😭😭 and thank you for requesting! and also thank you for the compliment!

also i didn’t know if you wanted one shot or HC so this is like a little bit of both i think

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Fizz x GN!Epileptic! Reader x Ozzie HC

•You haven’t been epileptic your whole life. It all started when doing a performance at Ozzie’s and fell off a platform and hit your head. Obviously, your polyamorous relationship with Fizz and Ozzie were worried sick about you. They took you to a hospital straight away (and since it’s hell, it was a pretty sucky hospital), all they said was that you had a concussion.

• Going back to Ozzie’s house they made you take things slow and refused to let you do things. It was killing you though. Everyone at Ozzie’s loved your performances and the customers paid lots of money to go see you, and because of your injury you obviously can’t perform. So, customers ended up not going.

• You felt extremely guilty for it, but Fizz kept reassuring you that him and Ozzie aren’t mad. They just want you to get better.

•Well, things got even worse. A few days later you had a horrible fever. You felt so weak to even talk and your skin was burning up. Ozzie was the first to notice this. He took your temperature and was horrified whenever it came out to 105° F, which is a deadly fever. He immediately got Fizz and they took you to the hospital yet again. Since you’re an Imp they didn’t care, but after Ozzie showed his true form they took you seriously and monitored you.

•That same day Ozzie had to go to a very important Hell meeting so he left Fizz with you. He realized you looked worse even though they gave you IV medicine. When he saw your body shaking and eyes rolling back he freaked the fuck out. He called out for some nurses or doctors and they quickly gave you seizure medicine to stop the seizure. Obviously you were “blacked out” for this, so you don’t remember much. Fizz on the other hand was hyperventilating and got worried sick. He couldn’t call Ozzie because of him being at the meeting, so he held your hand and told you it’s going to be okay while you’re asleep.

•After some very expensive days at the hospital they officially diagnosed you with Early Post Traumatic seizure. Basically epilepsy. The moment you got this information you broke down. Ozzie rubbed your back while Fizz squeezed your hand. It hurt them to see you like this. The doctors prescribed expensive seizure medicine to take daily to prevent more seizures.

•Finally you were able to go back home and hoped things would go back to normal. Ozzie paid for the medication while Fizz reminded you to take them. The next couple of months the seizures became less frequent and almost disappeared.

•You were still able to perform (after months of begging, but they soon gave in because they saw you haven’t had a seizure in a while). However, Ozzie made a deal with you. You can only perform on Friday and Saturday nights and made it “seizure friendly” (basically on those days they refuse to show flashing lights), and because of those seizure friendly days more people started showing up because they also have epilepsy!!

•Your polyamorous relationship anniversary is coming up and you wanted to do something special. And lucky for you, it landed on a friday. You’ve been preparing this for months, you wanted it to be something completely different and wanted it to be special. However, you could only practice the dance with the backup dancers super early in the day (like 4 am) so Ozzie and Fizz won’t see what you’re getting up to. You’ll sneak out of the bedroom and head on down to Ozzie’s and meet the backup dancers there to practice.

•Because you’ve been getting less sleep and you’re stressed out fixing up this anniversary present, your seizures have been acting up. The first incident was that you were walking from the bedroom to the kitchen (and you stood up too fast) and immediately fell back down as your body compulses. Ozzie was already in the kitchen making breakfast and once he heard something (more like somebody) and saw you shaking he took action and turned you on your side just in case if you throw up. He also grew in size and placed his hand underneath your head so it wouldn’t keep hitting the ground repeatedly. Ozzie kept it cool, but Fizz was hyperventilating (this dude worry’s so much because you mean everything to him).

•You didn’t know how much your medicine costs until Fizz pointed it out. He didn’t mean any harm, he just said “Damn, this shit is more expensive than the Demon Driller 5000.” And yes, that’s saying a lot. He meant it as a joke and didn’t know it made you feel guilty. You wanted to skip the meds, but since Fizz keeps track of it you had to come up with a plan for him to not helicopter you.

•It was actually pretty easy, you told him you wanted to do things yourself and he respected that boundary. You hid the medicine and only took it twice a week, which definitely didn’t help your case.

•Both of your boyfriends were worried sick about you and wanted to take you to the hospital but you always declined (you even got mad at them because of it. You meant no harm but because of the stress and having to deal with seizures just made you on edge).

•At work a coworker gave you chocolate because the anniversary was coming up soon. You didn’t want to eat it because you really didn’t want to have a seizure since they hurt so much. But, you’re a people pleaser and you ate it. Soon enough, you had a seizure 30 minutes later (not while performing because Fizz and Ozzie begged you to not perform once you’ve been seizure free for 2 months).

•After that one, things got heated between you and your boyfriends.

“Is everything okay, babe? We’re so worried about you.” Ozzie rubbed your back.

“I am. Just stressed and tired because of these seizures.”

Fizz laid his body across you and Ozzie, his head on your lap. “Is that all? Or is there something more?”

•You kept it a secret for so long and it sucks because the anniversary is this friday and you really wanted it to be special. So, you told them everything, including skipping meds.

“I haven’t been sleeping a lot and I’m stressed because I’ve been working for months on this stupid performance for our anniversary.” You huffed. “And I may or may not be taking my meds.” You winced.

“WHAT?!” Ozzie yelled, but lowered his voice, “What? Why?”

“It’s too expensive and I feel so guilty that you have to pay and I feel like a burden.”

Fizz shot up, “You’re not a burden! We love you so much and want you to be healthy!”

“Don’t worry about the money, babe. I got it.”

“And sorry for spoiling the surprise.”

“Eh, I figured you were up to something.” Fizz smirked.

“What? How?” You laughed.

“I know you. I knew you longer than Ozzie.” He kissed your nose. “I can tell when you’re keeping secrets. But I’m VERY pissed at you for not taking your meds.”

“I know, and I’m sorry.”

Ozzie combed through your hair with his fingers, “Don’t ever apologize, and don’t ever skip your meds. I’m flattered you wanted to do a special performance for us, but we also care deeply about you. You’re not a burden, you’re our lover.”

[romeoandjulietyouwish]

bloody nose

this was inspired by a hc by @golden-scathed-clouds

read on ao3

 Darry didn’t even know what to do when he got the call. He’d gotten used to getting calls from the police station, usually Dally or Two-Bit asking him to come pick them up. He always did, giving them a stern talking to on the way home. 

So when the officer on the phone stated his name, the first thing Darry said was, “Who is it this time?”

“I have Ponyboy Curtis with me.”

Darry froze, sure that he heard wrong, “Ponyboy?”

Papers rustled as the officer double checked his paperwork, “Yes, that’s right. He listed you as his guardian. We picked him up this afternoon.”

“Why?” Darry asked urgently. Across the room, he saw Soda and Steve watching him in concern.

“He and another young man got into an altercation. Mr. Curtis, your brother pulled a blade on him.” Darry’s mind raced. That didn’t sound anything like his little brother. He avoided fighting ever since Dally and Johnny. 

“Is he being charged with anything?” That was the most important thing. Formal charges would mean an investigation, it would mean CPS getting involved and more trials and hearings. It could mean his brothers getting taken away from him. Darry’s hands shook as he waited for an answer.

“That is still being decided.” The officer sighed, “Look, Ponyboy is a first timer, his sheet is clean. We’re not going to hold him overnight, though we have cause to do so. You can come pick him up.”

“I’m on my way.” Darry hung up the phone and turned to Soda and Steve who had come closer. He dragged a hand down his face. “Pony was arrested, I gotta go pick him up.”

“You sure they got the right kid?” Steve asked, arms crossed. 

“Apparently.” Darry moved past them and shoved his feet in his boots. Soda opened his mouth, but Darry cut him off, “No, you can’t come. They probably haven’t given him something to eat so could you whip something up.”

It worked just like Darry knew it would. Given a clear directive and purpose, Soda looked determined. He nodded. “Just don’t be too hard on him.”

Darry shook his head, “This is serious shit. I’ll deal with it how I see fit.” Without saying anything more, he left the house, letting the screen door slam behind him. 

The entire drive to the station, his hands gripped the steering wheel with white knuckles. Ponyboy never used his head. And now that might get him and Soda taken away. Not to mention court fees if it came to that. Darry slammed his hand onto the steering wheel in frustration. 

What the fuck was Pony thinking? 

By the time Darry pulled into a parking space, he was fuming. He’d been getting better about his anger, really he had. But god, this threw it all out the window. Darry was afraid, so fucking afraid. And the only way he knew how to deal with it was anger.

He stormed into the police station, gave his name, and was promptly escorted to an officer’s desk. Ponyboy sat in the chair beside it, scuffing his Converse on the linoleum. His head was bowed and his hair fell into his face. His leg jogged underneath him, hands twisted together. 

The officer rose and shook Darry’s hand. Darry didn’t want to lose his temper, not in the middle of the police station so he kept his eyes locked on the office as he explained the next steps. They wouldn’t know whether charges were going to be pressed until the next day at the earliest. Ponyboy was instructed to stay inside and not leave town. 

That was easy enough, Darry thought, he wouldn’t let Pony leave the house until he was eighteen at the earliest.

“You’ll be hearing from me soon,” the officer said, handing Darry a business card. With a sharp nod towards his brother, Darry started walking out of the station. 

He felt Pony trailing behind but didn’t look at him, not until they were back in the truck and the doors shut them off from the rest of the world. He didn’t start the car, just looked over at his brother, “What the fuck is wrong with you?”

Pony flinched ever so slightly and for a moment, Darry’s heart clenched. Pony still didn’t meet his eyes. 

“Did you even think about what this could mean for you? For Soda? They would have every right to take you away from me now and I-” Darry slammed his hand on the steering wheel. “You could have thrown away your entire future with that shit you pulled.”

Pony still didn’t say anything. He stayed hidden behind the curtain of ungreased hair.

“Goddamnit it, Pony, look at me when I’m talking to you,” Darry snapped. Ponyboy did and Darry thought his heart was going to break in two. 

Pony’s eyes were full of tears, some fell and carved rivers down his sharp cheekbones. A bruise was already blossoming near his left eye. Dried blood circled his nostrils and his lip was split. And his lip was trembling as he cried silently. 

While Darry was stunned in silence, Pony used his sleeve to wipe away tears and snot, taking some dried blood with it. “I’m sorry. I-I didn’t use my head.”

And, golly, if that didn’t just break his heart. 

Darry dragged a hand down his face, “What happened, kid?”

Ponyboy drew his knees to his chest, leaning back in the car seat. His jeans had more scuffs and holes than Darry remembered. “I was playing basketball with Curly and these guys came up. They started saying shit about-” Pony’s breath got stuck in his throat, the way it always did before mentioning, “Johnny and Dally. They kept saying that they deserved to die and everything is better without them. And-And they’re nothing more than greasy hoods.”

Ponyboy ended with a sob, his hand covering his mouth. 

Darry had never been more thankful for his truck, allowing him to move over and pull his brother into a hug with no obstacles. Pony turned against him, sobbing into his shoulder.

Darry held Pony as tight as he could. He hadn’t seen Pony cry this hard since the funerals. He sobbed almost every night up until the bodies were in the ground. Then it stopped all of a sudden. Darry knew better than to think that it meant he was over it. Pony turned in on himself, getting snappier and angrier. His grads slipped. He all but stopped eating.

Darry knew it was leading up to a breaking point. He never thought it would be this. The last thing he would ever imagine is his baby brother getting into a fight and pulling a knife on someone. This was the same kid that read poetry for fun and had dreams bigger than all of Tulsa. 

“I’m sorry,” Pony sobbed. “I-I didn’t think about you or Soda. I was just so angry.”

“I know.” Darry rested his chin on Pony’s head. “Hell, I probably would have done the same if I heard anyone say shit like that. I’m sorry I got so upset.”

He felt Pony shake his head. “I messed up, Dar. I messed up really bad.”

“We’ll figure it out,” Darry promised. He didn’t know if it was a promise he could fulfill but it didn’t matter. His brother needed to know that he had it under control. He didn’t, but Darry had a lot of practice like pretending that he did.

Pony pulled back and looked up at Darry, “It’s going to be okay?”

“Yeah, buddy.” Darry smoothed his hair back. “It’s going to be okay if I have anything to say about it.” With a final kiss to Pony’s forehead, Darry moved back to the driver’s seat. “Soda’s making food, I’m sure they didn’t feed you.” Pony shook his head. “Then we’ll get some ice on your cheek.”

Pony sniffed and wiped at his tears again, “Okay.” Then he looked over at Darry again, “I really am sorry.”

“I know,” Darry gave him a soft smile and squeezed the back of his neck. Pony seemed to relax a little at that. 

It was amazing to so clearly see the calming effect he had on the kid. After everything, the trust between him and Pony took time to repair. It wasn’t easy. There were more arguments and tears and cold shoulders. And now, it was so easy for Ponyboy to trust that Darry had his back, that he would do is best to make sure things were okay.

“I’m proud of you,” Darry added as they pulled out of the parking lot. When Pony looked over at him in surprise, Darry laughed. “I saw that kid’s mugshot, you kicked his ass.”

Pony tried to hide a smile, “Yeah, I did.”

“Good, now I don’t have to.”

Ponyboy laughed and Darry couldn’t help but join him. 

[vrisrezis]

Rocket raccoon hcs . Just kinda . Interactions and stuff I guess I’m not sure? I just would like to see how rocket interacts with his partner LOL

OK I TRIED IM NOT GOOD WITH DIALOGUE BUT I LOVE SEEING LIKE .. IN CHARACTER DIALOGUE IN FICS SO !! Also . These r just little interactions between the two in random scenarios lol

- You groan as you look inside your bag, “rocket what the hell?!” “What?! What’d I do?” “You know what you did why the hell is there a prosthetic eye in my bag?!” And then all of a sudden, rocket no longer seems pissed your once again accusing him of something he didn’t do, he starts howling with laughter. “Oh my fucking god is that why those crazy assholes were shooting at us?!” “Yes- ah-HAHAHA” he laughs even louder, doubling over and holding his stomach. “It was funny, right?!” “God I’m going to actually kill you.”

- “you cannot seriously be on Gamora side! Cmon!” “Don’t Cmon me rocket. You and quill could’ve gotten us killed because your egos are so fucking huge.” You sigh, “and!! You stole some fucking battery’s we don’t even need!” your ears flop down in a manner that seems more sad, rather than angry. “Why don’t you ever think of anyone but yourself?”

- “what is that?” “A bomb.” “Oh. Okay.” you shrug, walking off as quill raises a brow at you. “What?” “You’re just gonna say ‘oh okay’ to a freakin bomb!” “Not a big deal quill” rocket says, tinkering with something else entirely. “It is!!!”

- “merryyyy christmasss my beloveddd!” You sang in a singsong voice, that maybe was a little too cheerful for your boyfriends liking. He rolls his eyes, “thanks hun,” he says with a smile, and although it sounds sarcastic you know it’s genuine. “But never do that shit again.” he says with now with a frown on his features.

- “so your dating this little rabbit?” the Norse god questions you, and you shrug. “I guess so” “you guess so?! The hell!” “Well, you still haven’t kissed me yet!” Rocket looks at you completely exasperated.

- “why don’t we ask the captain… oh wait! It’s me!” “Psh! Hahahaha!” “Babe Cmon don’t laugh! Do not laugh!”

- “wow. I’ve known you for like.. 10 years and you still can’t dance.” You said with a cocky grin, something the male was not used to seeing on your face. “Oh Cmon, give me a break.” “No way dude, I gave you 10 whole years to get your shit together.”

- “it’s not like I like you!” “Uh huh, sure rocket!” “I do not! I did not save you because I like you, I saved you because your useful and quill would be mad at me. I don’t feel like dealing with his shit today!” “Keep telling yourself that.”

- rocket was just starting up the ship. Ready to take off. He told you, if you ever needed him, he’s one call away. But for emergencies only. He won’t be gone long. Two days, tops. Super important mission he needed to go on. You call him, and he looks down wondering what the hell you could possibly need before he’s even taken off yet. “Hey.. something wrong?” “Yes.” You say as a matter a factly. “I miss you.” “Oh for the love of-”

- rocket laughs right in your face. “Holy shit! You’re jealous” your eyes widen and you puff your cheeks in embarrassment. “That’s so funny! Hahaha!” “Ugh!! I’m not jealous why the hell would I be jealous of some broad anyway!” “Doesn’t explain why you started growling! Hahaha!” “I’ll kill you!”

- “I love you” you say with a happy sigh as you give him a quick peck on the lips. He smirks, “I know.”

- “I love you!!!!” rocket screams in your face, and you’ve honestly never had him scream in your face before. “Rocket- I know but wh- mmf!” He cute you off with a kiss to the face. He was very emotional that day. For whatever reason…

- “what is this?!” “A hug, moron. Don’t tell anyone or I’ll seriously kill you.” Rocket threatens, “Got it… but uh… can you do it again?”

- “you’re so goddamn lucky I don’t bite your hand off.” Rocket says as you pet behind his ears, you smile at him dreamily, “yeah, I know.”

- “don’t you dare go in there! You’ll die idiot!” Rocket yells at you, and in all the time you’ve known him you’ve never seen him so emotional. Even when you both thought you lost groot in the battle with Ronan. “I have to! Quill is out there!” you say, “and you better not shoot at me too!” you say, referring to the fact he just shot gamora to keep her from chasing after Peter. He grabs your wrist, and you see tears in his eyes. “Please.. you can’t… I can’t… you’re the one person… I can’t lose..”

- You are everything to rocket. He’d never tell you that, but you’ll certainly tell him. It leads to you wondering if you care more about him than he cares about you. As you confess these feelings to Rocket, he sighs deeply, grabbing your hand. “I… you’re… you’re the whole galaxy to me.. I’m sorry I never knew how to tell you that.”

- you dragged Rocket around, which to him felt like forever. It wasn’t a bad way to spend the day, but he made it seem like an eternity was passing by. “Why are you dragging me around with you anyway.” “Because I like dragging you around. Cause I like you.” He groans. “You’re such a freakin sap.” “You love it.” You smile at him giddily. And for once, he smiles back. “Yeah. I do.”

- you felt a rope wrap around your ankles and pull you to the ground. You land straight on your face. Instead of being nice to you for once and being a good boyfriend, Rocket simply laughs in your face. “Rocket if you keep laughing at me I will cut your nails!” making rocket shut up pretty quickly. Works like magic.

- “wake up!” You say, slapping your boy right in the face. “Ow! What the hell was that for!” “Saw it in a show Peter watches! Thought it would help!”

- you push Rocket into quills ship, as he tries to converse with a man from the nova corps as to why he should be allowed to literally steal. “Get in you big moron.” “Who you calling the big moron?! Drax is right there for you to insult!”

- “don’t worry babe, I’ll get us out of here” Rocket says with a smirk and a wink, before literally getting tossed away by drax straight into the enemy. By the time he comes back, surprisingly in one piece, you look down at your boyfriend who’s crawling on the ground back towards you. “I’m sure.”

- “I’m working on my anger, really I am. But can you please for the love of Christ stop letting drax in our room.” Rocket says, clearly exhausted. “I didn’t.” “Well I know I didn’t! Why are you lying?!”

- “I could never be mad at you groot.” You smile, giving the baby a light hug so as to not hurt him. “I am groot?” “Rocket is a different story baby.” “Oh Cmon!”

- “y/n I love you but there’s literal plants growing from your shelves because you haven’t cleaned them.” “No there isn’t.” “Oh am I supposed to believe groot is growing mushrooms now?”

- “aww! Rocket you softie!” you grin, scratching his head affectionately as he tries to get you off of him. “No I’m not!! Get off!”

- Rocket gives you a noogie, as you beg him to knock it off with a smile and a giggle on your face. “Not until you admit you like me!”

- you hold your hand out to rocket, giving him the widest grin he’s ever seen on your face. No matter how much he doesn’t want to, he allows it, because he’d give anything to see you smile like that forever. He grabs onto your hand, “just so you know, I can’t dance for shit.” you giggle, “I know.”

- you hear Rocket purr, and man he purrs loud. Your almost positive if anyone walked into this room, they’d hear it even from the door. You purred yourself, but it’s rather quiet especially when in comparison to your boyfriend. “What’s with that dumb grin on your face?” Rocket mumbles, sleepily, taking in your features. “Your purring.” “Tch no I’m not, that’s you.” “You cannot lie straight to my face about this one, it’s not working.”

- “why did you come back? We both know I don’t matter. Not really..” you say, looking down. And it’s the first time ever, rockets ever hurt you physically. He slaps you right in the face, and you widen your eyes, holding onto your cheek. “Ow! What was that for?!” “That was for being a fucking idiot. I was knocking some sense into you!” “Well you didn’t have to slap me!” “Listen to me!” he grabs onto your shoulders, an emotion in his eyes is one you don’t recognize, but it feels raw and powerful. “You matter to me. You are the most important person in my life. I would come back for you, again and again, every single time, if it meant keeping you safe.”

- “I hate you.” “That means I love you, in our own secret language.” “No it doesn’t.” Rocket denies, “Yes it does!!”

- he chases you around on all fours, as do you, around knowhere. He finally catches up to your speed. “Where the hell are you taking me?” “You’ll seee!” You say in a singsong voice, running off, with him trailing behind. “God I hate when you do that.”

- “we should have a cool secret handshake!” “What? No!” “Why not? We’re dating right?” “What the hell does us dating have to do with a secret handshake!”

- it’s been years since he last saw you. Finally, thanos was gone and his family was back, you were back. You finally saw him, and with a soft smile you waved to the person you fell in love with all those years ago. Watching you, he felt himself falling in love all over again. He ran towards you with insane speed, tackling you to the ground in a big hug. “Miss me?” You laughed, hugging back. “Shut up.”

- “are you… perhaps… jeaaaaloussss?” you say in that singsong tone you use so often around him that he seems to hate so much. At this point you can’t even tell if he’s genuinely annoyed or if he’s playing it up. His ear twitches in annoyance. “I am not jealous I was protecting you from him! That guy was totally gonna eat you for dinner!” “Yeah! Okay!” You laugh.

- you vividly remember something about drax saying he literally ate you and rockets species for .. dinner. “Not helping!” Rocket yells back, but you look up at the muscular male with concern. “You ate my kind too?” “Do not listen to him y/n!” Rocket yells back.

- “Cmon sweetie, did you ever have any doubt I had a plan?” “Psh. Yeah I did.” “Oh Cmon let me have this! I totally impressed you with my awesome plan!” “Yeah yeah…” you smile, crossing your arms. “I guess you did” giving him a kiss on the cheek. “Hell yeah I did.” He smirks.

- “hate to cut you short on your little ramble about how much you love me hun but can we kill these guys first?” “Ugh! You always shut me out!” “I swear I’m not doing that this time babe there is a literal space monster after us!”

- “Psh! I’m not dumb..! Am I dumb?” You turned to your boyfriend, who would normally agree that you’re a fucking moron but for once, for your sake, he’s nice. He pats you on the shoulder, “Cmon they’re just jealous baby.” “Awwwwww” you smile giving him a hug. “Nevermind I take it back! You’re a fucking bigger moron than drax!” “Cant take back what you said!” “Yes I can!”

[nebula-blitzar]

Just kinda in the mood to post this so like

There’s a lot of rumors and speculations on how Fizz and Oz met and when so I thought I would share my personal theory.

I think when the incident first occurred, Mam freaked the fuck out because he had just signed a contract, had been doing work for him on the side, and made him lots of money. So Mam calls up Oz and asks him for prosthetics for cheap. They were decent quality (especially for the price,) and Oz had written instructions and stuck them to the prosthetics so Mam would see them. Mam, being the lazy ass he is, threw them away and just gave Fizz the prosthetics, with no guidance on how to use them.

Now Fizz was further indebted to Mammon, so he couldn’t really leave. He worked full time for him, and was still paid as much as he needed to get by (decent apartment, food). At some point along this timeline, Mam also had Asmodeus make the Fizz-bots, which lightened the load. But Fizz’s performances became more intense, and further put stress on him.

I do want to note I have a theory that imps with irises (all the time) have chronic anxiety or other problems. Since other imps’ irises only appear when they’re upset in some way, shape, or form. So that would be Barb, Blitzø, and Fizz. Cash didn’t have irises, but Tilla did, and since she was sick and shit, it kinda makes sense.

So with all of this stuff happening to Fizz and around Fizz with no one to help him, he had worsened anxiety. But he kept performing since he felt so indebted to Mammon. Around the four and a quarter year mark, Fizz started to feel some pain where his limbs were attached to his body. So he asked Mammon. Mam, being the asshole he is, said no, obviously, so he just kinda..kept performing through the pain.

Since the pain was persistent enough to get in the way of Fizz’s performances, he kept asking Mammon. Finally, Mam let him go do it so he would shut up about it. So Fizz and Oz finally got to meet in person, and they learned the problem was basically some pretty severe friction burns from not wearing them properly (y’know since Mam threw the instructions away) and so Oz was pissed about Mammon not listening to him (as always) and wanted to call him to give him a piece of his mind.

Fizz stops him, saying it’s a bad idea, and that Fizz will get in more trouble, so he doesn’t call Mam.

Then Fizz leaves, and Oz goes back to work, but not without texting Bee asking if they can meet up (if you don’t hc Bee and Ozzie as friends we can’t be friends/j) sometime soon. Bee is obviously like totes dude and a few days later, they meet up.

Oz asked to hang out to consult Bee on the fact he kinda had a crush on Fizz, Bee is super excited (duh) and is like tell me everything they talk more and come to the conclusion Oz has a genuine crush, and him and Fizz should talk more.

Oz doesn’t want to be awkward and text Fizz just to talk, but lucky for him, a few weeks later, Fizz applies for a job application at Ozzie’s, cause he wants to be able to afford some luxuries, and for that he needs more money, and Mammons not gonna give him a pay raise. Since Fizz actually is a really good fit for the job, he gets it.

Anyway the pair get really close both business wise and friend wise, and Fizz does more shifts at Ozzie’s. Mam isn’t actually that mad since he has the Fizz-Bots to perform, advertise and sell.

At some point near the five year mark, the pair kiss, and while both sides enjoy it, it keeps both of them up late. So the next day after Ozzie’s closes they talk it out and end up accidentally confessing their feeling to each other.

So yeah that’s first meeting, how they got together, and why they got to know each other. I am writing a fanfic about this in more detail, and this is probably not the last time I mention this theory, so stay tuned!

Ps thanks for reading this long ass rant lol

[ghostiiess]

[NSB HEADCANONS] - ‘i’m in love with a skater boy’

synopsis: inspired by the lyrics by the song ‘skaterboy’ of avril Lavigne… i didn’t know how to call this post 😅

warnings: swears here and there

type: fluff!

member: justin phan x female reader

this one was requested by @yawnzzznnn ! thank you so much!

reblogs & likes are very appreciated! also, i was supposed to do bf/gf sort of hc but i thought strangers to friends would be better for this one :)) hope you will all like it!

If you didn’t know, nsb did a skateboarding video about one or two years ago

The video was very funny, pls go watch it

And from what i watched (the ice skating and skateboarding video), justin is two different person 🤣

(More under the cut!)

He is so good with ice skating, like man says he’s a beginner 🥱 He is def kidding us.

On the other hand, skateboarding is a bit more ‘difficult’ for him..

I mean, it’s not difficult, like he was pretty good, but he didn’t had the same flow he had during the ice skating thing, you know?

But when he saw you???? Skateboarding??? And being good???

Bro was not okay

“Holy shit…”

you were doing cool tricks with the skateboard and it was so smooth??

Justin lost it 🤪

First off, he thought u were cute

Really cute acc

Like the way u moved and how big your smile was when you did the move correctly… god his heart was pumping

His goal was now to impress you

Did it work? Only YOU can tell us! 🥰

Like in the video, we can see him trying to do skateboarding tricks with his foot, so i think he would do something like that

He would practise so much lol

“C’mon Justin, you can do that”

Yes, he would encourage himself

After a few (un)successful tries, you would go help him bc man was doing nothing but the trick lol

Justin be like: 🛹 🚶🏻

“Do you need help…?”

YOU HAD THE GUTS TO GO TALK TO HIM

We all know how justin isn’t the type to do the first move so when he saw YOU doing the first move… man’s heart was pumping!

”Oh hum… yeah, i think i do..”

you guys would literally help each others out

you have patience bc in the video justin just gave up 😭 he rlly said “fuck that shit” and went to sit on a banch

Also, he would def try to do skateboarding moves like you did

“Did i do it right? Was it smooth?”

It was anything but smooth

“Awesome! I’m becoming better and better”

At the end of the day, Justin would be sooo much better

He would ask for your number and use the excuse « so you can continue to help me »

Sure, jp, sure

Next thing you know, you went on an ice skating date with him

And let’s just say that it was your turn to be helped…😅

I don’t really like this headcanon… 😅 sorry, but i tried my best! I think strangers x lovers type of headcanon isn’t my thing, so I’ll stick with bf/gf type of hc lol

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[heymickiemaus]

𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗺: tmnt 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀: casey jones x (gender neutral) reader 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀: 425 🐭: very subtle nsfw, miniscule. 𝘁𝘄: use of the name "doll", baby boy on his knees 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗼𝗿𝘀 𝗱𝗻𝗶 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗺𝘆 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗱 𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶 𝗱𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗴𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝗿𝗲-𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘁/𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗳𝗳 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗱 ʚ🍓ɞ 𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗲

𝗕𝗔𝗦𝗘𝗗 𝗢𝗡 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦.

𝗥𝗘𝗤𝗨𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗗: Hi I’m shameless trash for mister Casey jones and saw those hcs ya posted about him so If it’s fine can I request a mini fic or something similar with the whole flash him to get him to do chores thing please!

You sighed, watching Casey Jones re-tape his hockey stick. “Did you get distracted again?” You asked, leaning against the entryway.

“Huh?” He asked, looking up with his tape roll in his mouth. He absolutely got distracted again. It didn’t help that you could hear the hockey game playing on the TV. “Oh, my bad, Doll.” He gave a slight sheepish smile, it wasn’t like he had forgotten. He just gets distracted sometimes.

“Should I ca-” he stood, giving you a look that said not to even suggest calling Donnie. “Fine, please, get it done.” You asked, again. After a nod, you walked off, naively believing he would not forget to do his chores again.

It was a couple of hours before you noticed that Casey wasn’t getting his work done. When you checked on him, he was tinkering with something that wasn’t the million other things he was supposed to do. “Arnold Casey Junior,” you let out, making the long haired vigilante sit straight up. At this point you wondered if his ADHD was just making him do the complete opposite because you asked him so many times.

Casey turned to you, his shoulders stiff. No one wanted to scold their partner and no one wanted to be scolded by their partner, let alone using his full government name. You hadn’t meant to do that, you were just getting pissed. If his Negative Opposition wasn’t in full swing before, it certainly was about to be. You felt panicked for a moment, a brief ‘did that just happen’ look shared between the both of you.

Fuck.

Shit.

You did the only thing you could think of, pulling your shirt up between your teeth and pulling your jeans down slightly to show off the natural v cut. You watched as Casey blinked for a moment before his eyes went wide, it was as if you gave him a Christmas present.

You watched Casey drop to his knees in front of you as you put your clothes back in its place. You couldn’t hide the slight smirk that passed your lips as his jaw hung open slightly. “Why did you do that,” he whined. You lifted your hand and cupped his cheek.

“You want to see more?” A nod. A second nod. You rose your brow, the smirk on full display now. “Only good boys get their treats, are you going to be good for me?” You ran your index finger along his chin. He nodded again. “Good,” you bent down to his face, “then finish your chores.”

[shy-urban-hobbit]

Based on a great HC by AllTheQueensHorses (and used with their permission) which released the plotbunnies!

“Alright, what?” Lambert said, dropping his spoon and crossing his arms, leaning on the table they’d claimed for the evening. That look was back and all he’d done was make a passing comment about Aiden being soft hearted after the other man didn’t think twice about handing his bread over to a skinny toddler to replace the hunk they’d been gnawing on before they’d accidentally dropped it in a puddle of what Lambert hoped was ale.

“What, what?” Aiden asked, still looking at Lambert like he was a particularly intriguing puzzle. His scent wasn’t making anything clearer either. Lambert would be able to smell it if he was embarrassed or annoyed by the comments, but Aiden smelt the same as he always did when he was calm.

“That face. You've started pulling that face whenever I say anything even remotely nice to you. So, what?”

Aiden shrugged, “Just trying to figure out how you do it. Every time you say shit like that your heart rate stays the same and I can’t smell the slightest hint of a lie. It’s truly impressive how you've managed to keep it going for so long and I'm starting to get curious; although I have to say, bit bloody hypocritical when you say us Cats are the deceivers. Teach me how?”

Lambert grew oblivious to the rest of Aiden’s rambling as he felt a lead weight settle in his stomach that had nothing to do with the slightly questionable stew, “Upstairs.” He said as he stood, not caring that he’d probably interrupted Aiden and not checking to see if he was following (he knew he didn’t need to).

Lambert was already pacing in their small room when Aiden closed the door behind him, “Lam, what is it? Is something wrong?”

Yes

“Tell me something.” He moved so he was now standing in front of Aiden, “All those times I complimented you, told you what I think of you. You thought I was lying?”

Aiden looked at him like he’d sprouted another head, “Of course you were. Don’t get me wrong, they were very sweet and it's nice to pretend, but a pretty lie is still a lie.”

Lambert fought the urge to bash his head against the door, “Kitten.” He said as if he were addressing the toddler downstairs, “If you can’t smell lies on a person it usually means they’re telling the truth.”

“Or they’ve fooled themselves into believing it. Oh, is that how you do it?” Aiden rolled his eyes at the flat look Lambert gave him in response, “I know the truth Pup, and that’s not it.”

“Humour me then. What’s the truth according to Aiden of the Cats?”

Aiden leaned against the door, “I’m an assassin, a murderer. I’m the lowest of the low only the most corrupt will seek out. I’ll never know true friendship or love because I don’t deserve it, not after all the shit I have done or will do in exchange for coin.” All this said as if Aiden were just listing potion ingredients.

“The fuck?!” Lambert spluttered, “No. That. That right there is the lie.”

“Is it though?” Aiden asked, tilting his head curiously, “You told me more or less the same when we first met, remember?”

Fuck. He had.

Something must have shown in his face because Aiden reached up to run a hand through his hair, a gesture he’d found out a few years back calmed the Wolf.

“Relax Pup. We get this shit drilled into us as novices and reminded of it every winter. You weren’t telling me anything I didn’t already know.”

“As-they’re telling you this shit when you’re kids?” Lambert's mind briefly wandered back to his own childhood and the poison his father had spat at both him and his mother.

A nod, “To prepare us. So we don’t go out on the path thinking it’s all sunshine and roses: Expect the worst because you are the worst.”

Lambert was tracking down that caravan and setting every single wagon on fire.

“You never get taught that at your Wolf Keep?”

Lambert shook his head. Vesemir had warned them how the rest of the world would view them, that they were weapons first and foremost but never once did he imply that they deserved any of the crap they got.

He pulled Aiden into a hug before he could talk himself out of it, he had hoped he’d be doing this under different circumstances but apparently it was something he needed to make crystal clear now.

“You’re wrong. It seems I’ve been telling you a lot of shit you don’t already know, so let’s try again.”

He focused on the feeling of Aiden in his arms, finally letting his affection and fondness for the other man bleed through, hoping Aiden would recognise it for what it was, “You’re a good man Aiden, a good friend, my best friend.”

Aiden stiffened in his arms as he was enveloped in a scent he hadn’t experienced since he and his siblings were small and new. Before it was replaced with those of suspicion and anger and outright hate, “Stop it.” He whimpered.

"My father was a bad person. Right bastard, used to beat the shit out of me. That time you got between a man and the unfotunate whore he was about to take his anger out on? You didn't even think about it, you just did it. Trust me, a bad person would have just joined in the beating and probably laughed whilst doing so."

“Lambert, please-“ Lambert half expected Aiden to try and pull away when he reached up to place his hands on Lambert’s chest but instead he gripped his shirt in his fists, both of them oblivious to the sound of fabric tearing, “I can’t.”

“You’re strong. So fucking strong. You’ve been taught to hate the world, but you’ll still give your food to a little kid, or your last coin to someone you think needs it more, don’t think I don’t see you when you do that. A heartless murderer wouldn’t stop and help an old farmer change a wheel on their cart or offer to let some young pregnant lass ride his horse because her own had thrown a shoe.”

Lambert felt Aiden sag against him, his body shuddering in the closest thing to crying a Witcher could get. Lambert merely held him through it until it died down to the occasional shake, pressing his lips to the top of Aiden's head.

“All that shit your teachers tell you, the Cat I met who thought he had no choice in accepting contracts on humans. That was the lie Aiden.”

“Only stopped ‘cos I couldn’t stand the look you gave me when I told you.” The other argued, although there was no conviction behind it.

“Proves my point. You could’ve just told me to fuck off and carried on, but you didn’t. You’re a good man Aiden, and I’ll keep saying it until you believe me.”

Aiden looked up at him through his lashes before cupping Lambert’s jaw, “Teach me how?”

[jessmarianosslut]

Stewy Hosseini smut hcs bc i make the rules!

also i have a huge daddy kink don’t come at me

stewy hosseini x reader

imagine him coming home after a day of dealing with kendall’s shit.

he’s all pissed off because how dare kendall discredit him again and again

so he’s muttering under his breath, cursing the world

when you walk out of your shared room

you’re startled to see him home, especially since he hasn’t been home in a week because of some stupid business thing

and you are also pretty angry at him for not being there

but you let him walk over to you and just hold you

you let him lead you back to the bedroom without a word

you let him settle between your thighs and start raking your fingers through his hair

“what’s happened now stewy?”

and that sets him off so he just starts ranting

“kendall is a fucking asshole, his fucking ego gets in the way of everything. i try to explain something to him and he just won’t fucking have it.”

and then you had an idea

you knew that stewy needed to let some steam off

and you really wanted to piss him off as punishment for leaving you the entire week

“ yeah, i get it, love. kendall’s ego is probably just a result of being hot and getting everything handed to him his whole life.”

(you never once found kendall attractive)

“I’m sorry, sweetheart. what the fuck did you just say.”

“I said that kendall is just hot and rich, i was agreeing with you.”

and for a second you were so scared that you went overboard

and then stewy got that glint in his eyes

the one that made you know you fucked up big time

stewy pushed himself off the bed and circled you for a moment

“you think he’s hot?”

“duh”

“hotter than me?”

“probably would be better at fucking me”

he snatched the pillow out from under your head and very unceremoniously dropped it on the floor

“what are you doing, stewy?”

you feigned exasperation

then he lifted you up gently placed you on the floor

“ you want to talk like a fucking whore? you’re gonna get fucked like one. none of the princessy shit i normally give you. let’s see kendall do this, slut.”

“take off the shorts”

you really wanted to draw this out

“no”

“you fucking asked for it.”

stewy lowered himself on to the ground and all but tore the silk shorts off you

“stewy! i liked those shorts you asshole.”

and then he was gripping your chin

“don’t talk to me like that, princess.”

a sick smile started to form on his face

he settled between your thighs again, but this time facing your wet cunt

he started like normal, pressing the flat of his tongue to your clit swirling it around

but then he got more aggressive

he slipped a single digit into your cunt and kept eating

fucking his finger in and out of you as he was licking and sucking and grazing the bridge of your clit with his teeth ever so slightly

when your orgasm began to wash over you, you started begging stewy to keep going

but when it was over he didn’t stop

he just kept licking and sucking as you drenched his face

and you were trying desperately to close your legs to no avail

stewy just held your legs in place and administered a swat to your ass

“ please, please no more” as your second orgasm came

mercifully, stewy got up, and you thought it was just to get a washcloth

you started shaking in fear as you heard the sound of a vibrator being turned on

stewy just gave you a kiss on the forehead and shoved it between your legs

you started begging

“please daddy, don’t want to cum anymore.” you were practically sobbing

but he didn’t relent

instead he turned the vibrator up and laughed

he mocked you and pouted “aw, the little slut thinks crying for daddy is going to make this stop.”

your thighs were shaking at this point, already feeling your third orgasm creeping up

you’re trying to curl your head into his shoulder and simultaneously trying to let your cunt escape the vibrator

but he caught on and gripped your hips tightly, pushing the vibrator back on your clit.

“daddy, daddy, please.” as you tried to grip his arm

“no, you’re cumming as much as i want you too. i make the rules, i’m in charge. right now i want you to cum until the only word you can remember is my name.”

and you bursted again, shaking and crying as you did

trying to scramble into stewy’s lap, you clung on to his dress shirt, hoping to avail to his sense of kindness

he laughed though, and said, “kendall’s so hot, why don’t you go beg him for mercy?”

you started slurring your words “please daddy, i don’t even think he’s hot, just wanted attention. you left me, and i just wanted you to pay attention.”

you were starting to get emotional, so stewy just rubbed your back and patted your head.

“i know sweetheart, you know i don’t like being away from you.”

“so it’s over then, we can forget about it?”

and stewy’s smile returned as he chuckled

“I haven’t cum yet.”

he started unzipping his slacks

you were in for it

[dontyouworrydaddy]

Hi hi !! Love your cod hcs!! And I apologise if I spammed them.

They pretty much made me smile today since ive been binging on them. If it's okay can I ask for some of the cod boys comforting a medic reader and their new employer is just a dick. Where reader works so much over time(even during sick days), maybe the boys get worried because reader's body is just basically telling them, they need rest?

My job has been kinda crappy lately and I've considered finding another clinic to work at because some staff get treated like shit while others are put on a pedestal.

ᙖᥱttᥱɾ Ꙇᥙᥴƙ ᥒᥱxt tɩຕᥱ

Task Force 141 + gn! Reader

Hey Love! First of all, thank you so much for helping people that need you. I wish you the best and I hope you find a clinic that gives you what you deserve. Please don’t forget to also take care of yourself <3 I love you!

And thank you so much 🥺 This literally means so much to me <3 Spam as much as you want, I literally don’t care. In fact, it always makes me happy 😋

I hope you like this<3 LOVE YOU💖💖💖💖

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You were working in the infirmary for the Task Force 141 and other units. You had proven yourself to be an indispensable asset to the team, healing their physical wounds and bringing warmth to their hearts. You were their favorite. They knew they could come to you running and you would catch them with open arms. Always having a smile on your face and shining brighter than all the stars combined. They were lucky to have someone motivated and happy medic like you.

However, it wasn't long before the demands of your new employer began to take a toll on your well-being. The team noticed the exhaustion etched in the lines of your face, the dark circles under your eyes and the way you pushed yourself beyond your limits, even working during sick days. They noticed how you slowly lost your smile as each day passed and you started to look like you hadn’t slept for weeks. This started to worry the boys since they weren’t used to this side of you.

Kyle was the first to speak up, concern lacing his voice. "I think that you've been pushing yourself too hard. It's okay to take a break sometimes, you know?" he said softly.

You attempted to brush off his worry with a smile, but it couldn't hide the weariness in your eyes. "I'm fine, really" you replied, trying to convince yourself as much as you tried to convince him. He looked sad and you could read it off of his face. You healed his wound and told him to not overwork himself. Oh how bad he wanted to say that you shouldn’t either. But he didn’t. He didn’t want to provoke you.

It didn’t take too long until Simon entered the room. You turn to look at him and give him a smile but he couldn’t feel your smile to his heart like he usually would. Whenever you smiled at him, it felt like the whole world was smiling at him. But today he didn’t feel like the whole world was smiling at him.

Simon leaned forward, making it hard for you to not look at him, yet his voice gentle was stern. "You're not fine" he said, his piercing blue eyes meeting yours. "We can see it, I can see it, and it's not worth risking your health for us" you couldn’t look at him any longer so you looked down, not answering him. From outside, you and Simon could hear the new employee yell at you to come and do something instead of just sitting. Without looking back, you turned around and got out of your room, leaving Simon alone. And he was holding him back from snapping at the newbie to fuck off.

John Price, the wise captain of the Task Force came around a day later and greeted you with a warm smile he had saved. Just for you.

"How is my favorite medic?" he asked and you gave him a warm smile. Or let’s say you tried. "You lost weight, Y/N. I‘m worried you’re not doing fine. Anything you wanna talk about?" he stated, causing you to look at yourself and then back at him. "No sir. I‘m working out at home. That’s probably why." you reply, desperately trying to close the conversation but he doesn’t let you.

"What’s with your eyes then? Why do they look so tired if you’re okay?" he hits a spot in your heart and the tears are threatening you to fall any second. "I watched a sad movie last night. Still hurts. That’s all. Anything else captain?" your voice id trembling. You hope he says no and leaves because if he doesn’t, he will get to see you cry in front of him. And you don’t want him to see that.

"Come here" he opens his arms and hugs you tightly. You can’t help but let the tears fall down your eyes and ruin the makeup you put on to cover the dark circles around your eyes. "It’s okay. You just need a rest. Please take a few days off, for yourself. You need to rest Sweetheart."

You hesitated, torn between your dedication to the team and the need to care for yourself. But you know that if you leave, you’re gonna have to work harder because of the new doctor around here.

As the days passed, the team grew increasingly worried as they saw the toll that constant work was taking on you. Your body was showing clear signs of exhaustion and the concern in their eyes intensified.

Again, kyle entered the med bay, a determined look in his eyes. "Y/N" he said, his voice unwavering, "I know you've been neglecting your own well-being, but we won't let you do it anymore."

He revealed a small cut on his arm, deliberately made. "If you won't take care of yourself," he continued, "I'll have to take care of you."

In that moment, the weight of his worry and love for you became too much to bear. Tears welled up in your eyes as you nodded, finally allowing yourself to accept their care and concern.

With the help of the team, Price had a conversation with your boss behind your back and reported what’s going on and ensured that you were given a few days off to rest. The boys rallied around you, bringing you snacks, food and making sure you stayed hydrated.

Simon spoke up with a grin, "Hey there doc." he said playfully "have a whole team to take care of you now."

A genuine smile graced your lips as you felt the warmth of their care surrounding you. "Thank you" you said softly.

Johnny clapped you on the shoulder. "We're a team" he said, his voice filled with camaraderie "and can we take care of our own. And of you. That’s the least we can do"

In the days that followed, you finally allowed yourself to rest, your body and soul. The boys were there every step of the way, ensuring you got the rest and care you needed.

You were thankful to whoever was listening to you. They were family to you and whenever you needed someone, they were there for you. It’s the least they can do and pay off the times you overworked so they were doing fine. And now they are taking care of you until you stand up again and send them to bed to rest.

[strawbrygashez]

hii :)) do you have any hcs for tyler and/or the narrator pre meeting each other?

Yes :3!

Narrator

•I feel like he never actually had been seriously with a dude before. He’s thought men were attractive but probably just never acted on it. That or maybe he did sleep with a guy or two but it just never went anywhere. (When Tyler finds out he’s the first guy the narrator has seriously been with, his ego is even more thru the roof than usual)

•Tbh I think if he had to stay somewhere as bad as Tylers house before they met, he’d just refuse and go somewhere else (like if he ended up in a very bad hotel or something like that). He gets over his fear or whatever bc Tyler is hot and it’s worth staying in that death trap lol

•I think he used to act more goofy in private. Like I can see him deciding to clean up around his apartment like dusting or whatever and he has the radio going and is dancing or singing along a bit. Sometimes earlier on when they first started to live together, he forgets he’s not living alone anymore and slips back into doing goofy shit only to be scared and jump when Tyler finally says something or comes out of nowhere.

•He forced himself to go on dates with women a couple times. A lot of the time it just ended up with the lady not coming over after, not because he’s terrible or whatever but just because they could tell he’s not really into whatever was going on. He was nice enough and ur normal ‘gentleman’ on dates but it was probably not fun enough for most of the ladies to want repeats lol.

•He’d go around thru out the day & just zone out and stare at his furniture sometimes. He was either thinking about something completely unrelated to the furniture, how he should move it just slightly until it looks perfect, the color of it, or just the piece in general. He still does that probably at Tylers place but is snapped out of it quickly since Tyler will say something that pulls him out of it.

Tyler

•Traveled around a bunch until he met the narrator. Once he set his sights on him, he decided to follow him back and get things set up to where he could live in whatever state the narrator does. He misses traveling around but he won’t say much about it or seriously consider going anywhere once they start building a life together.

•He didn’t even constantly sleep with the same person as much as he did with Marla. He was more used to hook ups with random people he’d never have to meet again or know the name of. (I’m a firm believer in the idea he only constantly slept with Marla to mess with the narrators psyche.)

•He never really even wanted a big house like the one they have together. It was just surprisingly cheap and close to the narrator enough where he just said fuck it and got it. He’d prefer van or trailer park life for sure. Maybe he’d enjoy getting a small house if it was on a farm though.

•I think the narrator really brings out the best of him in someways. He’s been confident in himself probably since his later teen years but the way the narrator constantly looks at him all love sick and full of admiration makes Tyler feel really like he can do anything.

•I don’t think he’s let anyone live with him before the narrator. He knew people wouldn’t stay very long with him once they get to know him more or see how manic he can get. His looks and charm can only take him so far surprisingly I think lol

I think that’s one of the reasons why he’s obsessed with the narrator. He’s seen the side that usually scares people off but he keeps crawling back for more & doesn’t leave.

•He’s been in a mental institution before for like 2 or so years when he was a troubled teen. He didn’t have a good at home life so he probably lost it in public or something and got sent there. He has mixed feelings about that time. He hated the workers there and other things about it but he met some interesting people who gave him more insight into how life treats people and etc.

I think he’s also just attracted to people who have something ‘wrong with them’ 😭 I can’t see him with someone who has no mental issues at all. He’d probably be bored out of his mind after a certain point.

•He was more involved in the alternative music scene before the stuff with the narrator started. When he starts things with the narrator he’s more focused on that and other things than to go to concerts or meet up with people who are alt. He probably still has one of those cd book binder things where u keep loose cds in and it’s just full of metal and punk (and secretly some pop)

Ok sorry this part has to deal with them being together BUT… I wanna add he will toss a cd into a cd player and make the narrator listen to metal or punk with him. Tbh I can’t decide if the narrator would like the music or not but Tyler is gonna be like “REALLY listen to the lyrics man..They are saying so much about society if you really listen.”

•He used to dress more grunge before being with the narrator. Everything started becoming cropped or low cut a lot more once he began to pursue the narrator. Not saying he never wore stuff like that at all beforehand but it just ramped up a lot more when he was decided he loved how the narrator looks him over all the time.

•He’s worked odd jobs his whole life. Some jobs better than others & some he stayed at longer than others. I think his ‘favorite’ would have been working at a record store tho.

[viratsumiiii]

The promised neverland Headcanon dump:

don and Norman are really close and don likes to carry Norman around on his back when he gets tired !!

Norman let’s Phil use his spare computer to watch YouTube when Norman’s working !!

On days when the younger kids can’t sleep, they go to ray’s room and he hums them a lullaby or reads them a book and they all jsut sleep on the spare bed 🫶

Ray totally tried to distance himself from Norman and Emma as a kid so he wouldn’t get attached, ofc he did anyway.

Since Phil is really smart as shown in the series, he’s def the top student in his class and every time he aces a test Emma takes him to get icecream and hang out!!

so at the night of the escape Ray wore Norman’s sweater, Ik they all wore one but Norman wears his like ALL the time because he gets sick so easily and stuff, so he gave it to Ray before he got shipped and Ray wore it even if it’s kinda small on him!!

Barbara is totally a sister figure to Norman, and when the nightmares get bad he’ll hold her and let her vent to him whenever <33 (goes both ways)

The lambda kids are totally protective of Norman especially since him being the youngest and shortest!!!

Norman is totally like a whole ass ice cube like he’s always cold no matter what and Ray is like a fucking heater so when the two cuddle and sleep together (literally) Norman clings into Ray bec he’s warm and Norman balances out ray’s warmth so they work so well together!!!

Since Ray stays up late, he comes to check up on Norman when he sleeps and gives him a cheek kiss everytime he checks up on him, and whenever he sees normans blanket falling from his bed he puts it back on his bed and he wraps Norman in his blanket so he won't get cold. (My friends hc)

ok so since Ray is like a fucking heater whenever it’s winter and Norman gets cold at night he sneaks into rays room and climbs in bed with him, if Ray wakes up and asks why Norman says it’s because of a nightmare (ray totally saw through it but he thinks it’s cute soo)

Ray totally loves showering Norman’s face with kisses constantly because Norman is extremely ticklish and stuff and so when he does Norman laughs n smiles at the ticklish feeling and Ray finds it fucking adorable

When they saw Norman again, (after being shipped) it took a couple days but Norman finally told Ray about the experiments, Ray comforted him and when he comforts Norman, he runs his fingers through his hair n like pets it bec Norman finds it comforting

Norman loves braiding hair, and since he didn’t cut his hair since Lambda , he has about upper back length hair, so he teaches Ray to braid hair and the two spend all day braiding eachother’s hair

Don and Gilda r like the most innocent couple ever they’re so wholesome and so adorable BUT Don is fucking terrified of her when she’s angry I mean you saw when she yelled at Emma

Don and Gilda r totally the parental couple they act like a married couple and like it’s adorabke (don totally proposed when they were like 5-6 with a ring pop.)

small sad lil hc, but when Norman and Ray argue the two can say some pretty hurtful things, but if the argument was especially bad, Ray would say some mean fucking things, he once said “you should’ve gotten shipped, not sent to Lambda.” (in one previous argument, Norman said he was just like Isabella)

so Gilda is like great at cooking n shit, don can cook but it doesn’t look edible so when he cooks she’ll plate it too look nice n edible

don seems like the type to catch her off guard with lil kisses

Phil is so fucking adorable and Anna def let’s him play with her hair 🫶

once everyone reached the human world, Gilda ran a fashion business and design shop because of her love for fashion and Don probably ran like a fuckin dojo with those punching skills 💀 but anyways !! She definitely makes the designs and stuff for his dojo <3

when they were 5-6 Don proposed to Gilda with a ring pop, years later when they get married at 21 don brings it up in his vow and says “I proposed to you once already, and you accepted, so you’ve already been my wife for 16 years”

I feel like Norman would give Ray paper rings and Ray would think it’s just for fun but years later when they get married n shit Norman says he was being Fr but Ray never said anything (ray proposed when they got married.)

everytime Gilda comes home from work and Don is already home,he comes up and hugs her n picks her up and starts like pampering her especially if she’s stressed

Don is sometimes stressed and since he works at a dojo he works until his hands are bare, beaten and raw so when he comes home all beat up and injured, Gilda fusses over him, treats his wounds, makes him dinner n washes his hair <333

I feel like when Norman first came back from Lambda after they reached the human world, he wouldn’t sleep bec of the nightmares and Ray picked up on it form the eye bags and excessive amounts of coffee so he hugs Norman and hums until Norman falls asleep

When Norman first found out about Ray being a traitor, he definitely questioned everything including their relationship. So they argued and Norman thought ray didn’t love him and was only lying, but Ray genuinely loved him and was also trying to protect him, eventually Ray made it up to Norman n Norman believed him.

Since Gilda has semi long/short hair, sometimes her arms are so tired from sewing and designing so Don washes her hair for her <33

Gilda adores when don wears clothes she makes and he’s def her model for advertisements

Gilda will steal don’s hoodies on a really cold day since Don wears really thick hoodies

Phil is like don and Gilda’s kid he definitely calls them mom n dad

If don ever got jealous he’d definitely get a little aggressive and would apologize to Gilda after and give her gifts and run a warm bath for her

If Gilda gets jealous she handles it a bit more logically since she trusts him, but talks to him about it even if it’s embarrassing (she definitely cried at least once)

Don’s love languages are gifts and giving gifts but also words of affirmation, Gilda loves physical affection and gifts and words of affirmation but also acts of service

Norman can definitely get clingy on days and Ray finds it absolutely adorable BUTTT ray also gets clingy on some days but it’s a whole new level of clingy like- Norman will not be allowed to leave the bed and since Ray is physically stronger bec of Norman’s weak body and strength he has to coax Ray into letting him out the bed or ray will hug him from behind as Norman cooks breakfast and yes Norman is shorter

Bec of the height difference between Gilda and Don, Don can easily pick her up and carry her around so if she’s on her period and gets cramps or anything he’ll carry her around bridal style, get her a heating pad, heating blanket, chocolate and various snacks and put her in the bed with various soft pillows around and they’ll just cuddle and watch tv as he like rubs her stomach or wherever her cramps are

Ray is a raging bisexual !!

whenever Ray gets jealous he’s totally clingy and like very mean to whoever he’s jealous of but with Norman he’s just like there he doesn’t say anything so when he comes back home where they live (everyone) he’ll immediately go to Gilda’s room because him, don, and Gilda are definitely besties and are like super close so since he has long hair Gilda will style it and he’ll talk to them about it while they bully whoever he was jealous of 🫶 ( ofc he talks to Ray about it)

Phil is honestly so smart so whenever he fails a test (rare) he feels so bad n always cries thinking Norman and stuff will yell at him but then Gilda and don come and cooks him food, Emma comforts him, Norman helps him improve, Ray helps him improve, Isabella comforts him and helps cook too and everyone else helps cheer Phil up and they don’t yell at him for failing, they handle it correctly and help him improve and get better so he can do better next time

Norman’s love language is physical affection, words of affirmation and acts of service whilst Ray’s is physical affection, gifts, and acts of service!!

Ray loves calling Norman “snow white” and “snowflake” while Norman calls him “love” and “starlight” !!

Gilda calls don “hun” and “love” and don calls her “darling” and “my love”

Aroace Emma!!

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