#he's a lil dum dum sometimes

[cravingforsweetsbooksandpurpose]

It would be a fun omegaverse au where the crew knows Sanji is an Omega but Zoro. And it's not like he was hiding it either. Zoro just thought Sanji's an alpha bc of his physique and personality and how his alpha seems aggressive towards Sanji. He thought it's just the typical alpha repulsion when in reality his alpha just wanted his mate.

While Sanji can't believe Zoro's his mate and is pissed about it so he takes it out on Zoro. Making Zoro misunderstand more and Sanji didn't know that Zoro didn't know 😭

[luck-of-the-drawings]

smth smth about 'the thing that the character did that you thought was rly rly funny in the moment is actually linked to a terrible trauma that lies within said character.' or wahtever.

[airxn]

CANON 154. When Airin is working, whether that be his bouncer gig in his main verse or otherwise, his confidence skyrockets. He's able to have a cocky, flirtatious aura around him to catch people off guard, and maintain a false sense of security of remaining in control.

Of course, his coworkers and friends who know him know the man can barely flirt outside of this. They can easily snap him back into his usual, dorky self, but clients and the like? His persona won't falter around them. He's well trained in his craft, but he does like a good challenge.

[lubilli]

𝗸𝗻𝘆 𝗵𝗰𝘀 ➠ "cutie!"

synopsis: the hashira men when you call them cute/a cutie

ft. rengoku, giyu, sanemi, obanai, muichiro, tengen

warnings: they're all softies here 💔

r. kyojuro

• he was training while you were watching

• "you're doing so well, kyojuro!"

• he was all blushy cuz u complimented him

• he's used to compliments but it just felt different when you did it

• maybe bc you never really compliment anyone

• and maybe bc he has a praise kink

• "awww, kyojuro, you're such a cutie!" you squealed when you saw the pink dusted all over his cheeks

• his brain almost short circuited

• not even joking

• he's been complimented on his looks before.

• he's been called handsome, good looking, but...cutie? that was a new one

• "kyojuro? are you okay?"

• "yes, y/n! i am completely fine!"

• he said that while his cheeks literally looked like tomatoes

t. giyu

• you just got back from a mission looking half dead

• when giyu saw you, his face literally looked like this -> 😨

• how tf did you even manage to hurt yourself this bad..

• he DEMANDS to patch up ur wounds

• that brings you to your current situation, sitting on giyu's bed while he tends to the wounds

• you winced when he got to a certain cut on your thigh, he glares at you

• "you wouldn't be in this situation if you weren't so reckless, y/n." he scolds you

• you just laugh, "you're cute, giyu."

• it takes him a while before he realizes what you said.

• "did you call me..cute?" he furrows his brows

• "yes..because you are cute."

• continues tending to your wound even though he's literally dying inside

s. sanemi

• he's so aggressive its so hard to find him in a vulnerable state

• ur literally the first hashira to see him all calm

• when he's not screaming and yelling, he's actually really cute

• he loves cooking for you

• he's doing that rn

• "is it good?" he asks

• "it's a little salty..."

• "why can't i ever get this recipe right?!"

• he's so frustrated

• he's tried to cook this one recipe 5 times now but there's always a little too much of a certain ingredient

• you chuckle at his reaction & ruffle his hair

• "you're really cute, y'know?"

• wtf did u just say

• did u just call him cute...

• "WHAT'D YOU JUST CALL ME?!"

• those manic eyes found their way back onto his face

• he's yelling at you but you can see the pink dusted all over his cheeks

• you started calling him cute more often

• acts like he hates it but he literally loves it sm

i. obanai

• you started getting close to him recently

• you found out he actually really likes poetry

• you'll just be sitting under/on a tree and he'll be reading his lil poetry books while you're just dreaming

• you think its so cute when he shows you lil poems he really likes

• "this one reminds me of you" he points to a poem on a page

• you shift your attention from the clouds to his book

• it reads, "A faint clap of thunder,

Even if rain comes or not,

I will stay here,

Together with you."

• bro.

• you died

• why is he so cute sometimes

• scratch that, he's always cute bro

• you smiled so big, "you're really cute, obanai."

• you moved a strand of his long hair and tucked his behind his ears, seeing his beautiful heterochromatic eyes.

• he looked at you with so much love bro

• "cute?" he tilted his head

• "yes, so cute."

• he's a mess but he just nods and continues his reading

• although he literally can't focus bc ur now the only thing on his mind

t. muichiro

• you don't know how you even got close to him

• but he will NOT go cloud-watching without you now

• takes you to his favorite spot

• he just talks abt the clouds while you mess around with his hair

• sometimes braiding it, sometimes doing pigtails or ponytails

• "woah," he stares into the sky with awe

• "what happened?" you ask

• "that cloud looks like a turtle." he pointed

• you looked at it and it really did look like a turtle

• "oh and look, that one looks like a heart." he pointed somewhere else

• wtf hes so cute

• "so cute," you squish his cheeks

• he looks at you dumbfounded

• takes him 4-5 business days to process what you just said

• when he realizes his cheeks flushed pink

• he's literally never felt this before

• wtf type of witchcraft did u put on him

• you tilt your head, "what's wrong, muichiro?"

• "i don't know, but my cheeks and ears feel really warm."

• you laugh, "you really are cute, muichiro." you ruffle his hair.

u. tengen

• you and tengen are close friends

• his estate is like your second house

• started getting close to u bc ur flashy in his eyes

• then he got sent on a few missions with you and your bond grew even more

• anyways you were in tengen's estate rn

• "tengen," you frown

• "hm?"

• "my stomach hurts."

• he frowns, "should i get you a heating pad? do you want water? medicine? chocolate? massage?"

• you smile, "its fine. no need."

• "yes need. i'm not gonna let you endure your pain, y/n. that's very unflashy." he crosses his arms

• "you're such a cutie, tengen."

• he lifts a brow, "cutie? yes, i suppose being a cutie is very flashy." he nods. "now, tell me what you want—heating pad, chocolate, medicine, water, or massage?"

• "you're so stubborn." you shake your head, "but a chocolate sounds nice."

• "done deal. stay here and i'll get you some."

• he came back w some delicious ass chocolate

• "call me that more often. its very flashy."

• "call you what?"

• "cutie."

• you smile, "your wish is my command." you took a bite of the chocolate.

• he pat your head, "get well soon."

[moonybug444]

toxic thoughts with connie<33

tw toxic relationships/lowkey abuse?? | connie grabs you by your hair n threatens ya | mean connie☹️☹️

thinkin about connie n you being in a toxic lil on and off relationship. calling it quits every other day cuz youre just so bad for eachother.

you guys are screaming n throwing shit at eachother every chance you get. but its never your fault, no its always connies.

“youre a fuckin idiot (y/n),” he takes another drag from the blunt in his hand, “‘nd you’ve got one more time to raise your voice at me before i come over there and beat the shit outta you.”

its just a threat. an empty fucking threat, you know it is, but glancing up at him shirtless, muscles bulging with nothing but his plaid blue boxers on and a mean glare on his face. you cant help that chilling shiver that goes down your spine.

“m’not—dont call me that!”

“maybe than, lets see…” he lets out a mocking loud laugh, “dont fucking act like one?” you hate how he wants to make you cry. how he wants to see you act a mess. how he does everything in his power to upset you. and you hate he he almost always wins. always pulls a reaction out of you.

you feel the tears spill over your cheeks before you can even try n hold em in and you do everything in your power to not just flop down on his clean grey carpet and roll around and curse him. thats what connie springer does to you.

“‘m so fuckin done with you,” you pull up the strap of the lightpink nightgown silk dress connie gifted you as a im sorry for fucking up, again gift that just flops right back off your shoulder, “nd m’serious hic this time, you wont every hear from me again.”

bullshit. you know its bullshit. and it pains you to admit, but you dont think you’ll ever truly be done with connie springer.

connie sits up at that. intrigued. “oh really?” he’s putting his joint out in the ass-shaped ashtray he stole from jean and scratching his hickey covered neck (from guess who) and you can tell hes not taking you seriously. he never does.

his tone is mocking when he huffs out, “go ‘head, y’know where the fucking door is dum-dum.” he’s grabbing the remote, just about to turn on somethin other than the lame shit playing on tv before your throwing one of your bunny slippers directly at his face.

atleast you tried hitting direct. it barely grazes his ear but youre still satisfied when you see his scrunched up face.

and you know hes real mad. his handsome face is turning red at the minute and hes grabbing the slipper from his side before heading towards you.

you try to get away quick, little feet making it maybe two steps out the room before hes grabbin you by the hair and pulling you towards the ground. “ow—connie,” here come the tears again, “s-stop..! let go of me!”

“stop all that fucking crying before i really give you some shit to cry about,” hes letting go of your hair and turning around before your shoving him from behind, trying to get even. “dont fucking touch me! i dont fucking care—” he cuts you off, “shut the fuck up. my gosh.” and hes turning around, grabbing you by your now scrunched up nightgown and pulling you real close to his face.

he can see how upset you are. the tears streaming down your puffy face, your brows all furrowed and all the hiccups coming from your swollen, wobbly lip. sometimes yeah, he does feel bad for how he treats you. the random disappearing days when he knows how much you depend on him, the name-calling even though he knows you cry over every-fucking-thing, the pushes and the shoves knowing your barely half his size. all of it.

still he cant help it. maybe theres something wrong with him. he doesnt know and he doesnt really care. he knows you wont leave so what the fuck, why would he stop?

“look at you,” he takes the hand that isnt practically raising you up to your tippytoes and cups your face, running his thumb over your bottom lip, “your the prettiest girl in the world y’know that? too bad your a crazy bitch.”

>_<

its only like an hour later n youve forgotten all about the petty fight with your boyfriend. forgot that you threw the slipper at him cause he was being sneaky with his phone nd refused to let you see it. dont care tho. you love him again.

“feels so good baby,” he groans, pushing in n out of your slippery pussy with his thick cock, “i love you so much…y’know that?”

you’re being shuffled down towards his standing form some more, ass hanging off of the bed and pushing against fat balls that are pat, pat, patting against your squishy thighs.

“yesyesyes, love you—i-i love you!” you dont even know what the fuck your saying—cant process anything but the feeling of his fat cock stuffing you full. hes so deep n you and its hard to even breathe. feel like hes up your nose.

“s’deep connie ngh…m’cummin again,” youre looking up at him. watching his pretty eyes open n close again n again. watching him bite his saliva covered lips and waching his button nose scrunch up in pleasure. your eyes flick down to obvious bulge in your tummy and you mewl wrapping your legs around his moving hips. trapping him.

your pussy is so fucking greedy, suckin him in again n again and she still cant get enough. connies bringing his hand down and pushing right on that bulge in your pretty tummy that has you both whining. looking you right in the eyes, “go ‘head princess,” and he giggles when you let out the sluttiest little moan, “that feel good huh?”

youre whining out the loudest connnieee follwed by some praise before your squirting all over him, getting both your tummies soaked up and making a mess all over his dark blue bedsheets.

hes following close after with an annoyingly sexy, fuuuck baby and coming right in your swollen pussy.

youre so tired. can hardly open your eyes when you feel connie already pulling out of you to go clean you up. grabbing one of his freshly cleaned sweat towels usually reserved for basketball, crouching down and dabbing it around your messy pussy.

“there you go princess,” hes speaking not to you, but to your cunt, “good as new.” hes leaving a big wet kiss to your pussy like he always does, standing right after and hovering over you to leave an even wetter kiss to your abused lips, throwing the towel somewhere across the room.

>_<

your cozily straddling connie in his bed, being lulled to sleep by his fingers smoothing over your hair.

hes smoking again, cautious enough to not blow it in your face though—he knows you hate smoke—thats only for when he wants to piss you off. you hear him clear his throat.

“m’gonna stop this baby,” hes smoothing over the same roots of your hair he tugged on earlier, “m’serious, no more of this arguing shit,” he grabs your face, pushing your lips into a pout. “ill do better.”

yeah fucking right. you both know thats bullshit. you guys ‘ll be back at all the screaming n yelling tomorrow.

[derangedanomaly]

...So, Chaos is like my comfort character rn, and him getting mad at us... again... genuinely makes me want to cry, I can't handle getting yelled at... Like at all, and right now I'm literally shaking, if like anyone yells at me in anyway, my brain immediately says that it's my fault and I mad them mad, and to get away from them... Ha ha ha..... I think I have a problem.... But, when I get like this, I hide from the person that yelled at me, for like hours, sometimes I disassociate from the person to the point I stop responding... Completely... And then I avoid them, fearing I'll get yelled at again, and make them mad again. I won't even ask for help, I'll stay quiet and do as I'm told, without a single thought running through my head, like completely empty.

I was wondering if you could write um, some headcanons on Mare, Chaos, and the trio getting angry and yelling at us and then we just start disassociating and then when they stop yelling, we just disappear for hours only to reappear and not say a single word, but avoid them because we feel like we upset them and fear that if we get close to them they'll get angry again. And we won't even ask for things, we just hide and won't come out until our mind feels it's safe. And if they try to talk to us, at all, our mind immediately feels its no longer safe, and then we disassociate again.

You're so real for this.. I literally can't handle arguments- I don't like conflicts at all.

MASTERLIST

THE BOYS X THE READER DISAPPEARING AFTER AN ARGUMENT

NIGHTMARE:

Of course he snapped. How could he not? You keep on making excuses upon excuses, just so you can get out of doing certain chores. Nightmare just can't keep it together anymore... he's seriously too tired for this.

He was surprised when you ran up to your room, and didn't show up the whole day.

He honestly started to get a lil concerned. But his pride didn't let him check up on you

It was a shock to him when you finally came out of your room.

But even through all this... he's still the king of negativity. Of course he's gonna enjoy your negative feelings.

Honestly- won't end well. He doesn't know how to comfort someone, and he'd probably make it worse than it is actually- so.... Not the best choice 😭

CHAOS:

He didn't want to yell... He didn't mean to yell and let his emotions out... But you just suddenly started mentioning his mom...again. He truly doesn't want to think about it- he doesn't want to hear about it. Then something in him just- snapped.

You wouldn't even make it up to your room, before he grabs your hand, and looks at you with tears in his eye.

The only thing that he didn't want to happen- happened. He yelled at you.

You two immediately resolved it!

Everything went back to normal- and now you know not to mention that topic again..

Honestly, one of the best choices here lmao.

ACE:

He tries to stay away from creating conflicts...he can't stand them. He doesn't search for them- and he sure as hell doesn't want them. But hearing you spitting "facts" about his favorite tv show just made him angry..

He feels horrible after he sees you run up the stairs, a total mess.

He also- much like Chaos- won't let it sit. He'll try to immediately solve your argument!

He'd apologize really passionately! Just snuggling up to you, telling you how much he appreciates you..

BLADE:

Blade couldn't keep his cool when you fiddled with his collection of knives. He just COULDN'T. And being the idiot he is, he raised his voice....which he quickly realized was a mistake.

He was confused when you started avoiding him-

This dumbass is such a dum dum that he lets this go on for a whole week 💀

He just doesn't know what to say/do😭🙏🏻

He'd crack though, after he starts missing you.

Yeah...you got yourself a begging mess of Blade lmao

TED:

He doesn't yell at you

[moon-0f-m4rs]

Mercs with a borrower friendo :3

(this is my 1st time writing anything so ummmmm...... hiii)

Scout

Yaps, yaps and yaps more,, and ya gotta bear it. Like, whenever he was annoying anyone else in the team, they'd just walk away or get him to get away. But now,, cant do nothing about it. At first he definitely took advantage of it, but over time i feel like he'd pay a bit more mind to not being too insufferable. Also, therapy sessions every now nd then. Man needs a bit comfort even if he can't admit it. Hes not that bad when it comes to handling, can be gentle, but also sometimes can get a bit too careless. Oh but he teases alot, alooot. Would get u snacks, but never try bonk..... u'll explode 😓😓

Solider

Before even getting found out by him, you had to have a tiny american flag in ur bag whenever you went out. If you didnt, this guy wouldnt adopt you as THE AMERICAN BORROWER YOU ARE!!! And since, say, you did.......... best dad ever. 10/10. Well i mean,, accidents happen quite some timesss.. (racoons.. or his idiocy) He keeps an eye on ya tho, 24/7. Also, youre probably his only voice of good sense that could shush him down whenever he gets a bit dum dum, thats appreciated by everyone.

Pyro

Dress ups, tea parties and some arson on the side since he provides u matches. At first he was way too curious about you to be gentle, but over time he learnt to be carefull. Likes touchin u, prodding and tapping and stuff. Keeps him aware ur real and not am image in his head. He would definitely make crafts for u, like just minature sized objects or something like that. Would get really attached, so, you get scary dog privilege :3

Demoman

Wee lil' friend you are hes rather fond of. Hes caring and protective all the time. When he gets sloshed, he just becomes grabby, clingy nd loud. At times, just cuz hes used to do so, tries to get you to drink sum with him (if you're an adult ofc). This guy stuffs pepole up with granades on a daily, but would never hurt someone smaller than himself. Sometimes u gotta remind him to be quieter, but tbh, if youre living next to an everyday battlefield, your ears should be well used to it by now.

Heavy

A presence he doesn't rrly mind. When hes not in battle hes a quiet man, just going through his day, so having a tiny bud on the shoulder is no issue. He'd be pretty scared of handling said bud tho, ees hard to be careful when being beeg man. But you can always just stay in the pocket or as i said already, shoulder. Guaranteed food around him too. Heavy does not mind sharing sandvich with leetle leetle friend.

Engineer

Workshop assistant :D Every borrower must know how to make tools, atleast the basics, and i feel like he'd be amused by these but in a positive way. He would definitely make tiny functioning thingys for ya. And now if we dont care about the amount of noise, a small wrangler to you and you can shoot with his sentry meanwhile hes occupied with something else on the battlefield. Super fun and caring guy, one of the few that know what personal space means tbh.

Sniper

Rather antisocial typa guy, so if you're around him then its either just sitting in silence or a small talk about either his job or whatever you have to offer. I also dont feel like he'd be overly touchy in any situation. He sometimes can offer you resting somewhere on him; hat, shoulder, pocket, whatever you like. But thats for whenever he's not sniping. He'd rather not get startled by a move and miss the shot.

Medic

It all.. ALL depends on how he found you, what mood he had and overall what was his first thought he had about you. And if it was all somewhat positive, then another assistant you are. He could get a full review of how it is when inside of a human body from u!!!! fun ain't it? :D He wouldnt really go out his way to be careful, at first at least. Later on he might give some respect, if you prove yourself to be productive and entertaining that is. Archimedes would definitely be interested in you, taking you as their own.

Spy

He wouldnt be too invested in you, maybe sometimes taking you on the battlefield as a extra set of eyes or something. Also it would be a pain to even spend time with him since his smoke room would be a literal gas chamber. But maybe he'd let you just ride along in some pocket, as long as you kept it clean, and just.. do spy duties idk. Maybe if he got you some of your own mini gadgets then mini spy???? hhhmmmm??? im outta ideas for him idk

hon hon france

uuhhh... yea (this took me like 2 weeks my god)

[tiredcreatur3]

bratty reader x strict dom nanami

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slapping, usage of ‘daddy’, ‘nami’s very strict but he becomes soft for you at the end. just a scrap so its a bit shitty but cute nonetheless.

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just nanami slapping you whenever he doesn’t like the ugly attitude you’re able to give him sometimes in bed.

he knows you know better, you know it so damn well. yet here you are, testing his patience and how long he can stay calm and collected, not that he ever actually lost it or lashed out on you, he was always composed.

but sometimes, you need some sort of a reminder that he doesn’t like when you act all bratty and mouthy with him, knowing you can be so fucking good, his good little girl, get so much praise and love yet you still leave him confused as some days, you don’t seem to want that and like you want a punishment instead.

and oh, someone like nanami, his patience is made out of steel and it’s very hard to break him in and make him actually upset. he’s a very cold person and you have to earn his kindness and all. and you loved challenges (even though he had a bit of a soft spot for you and always gave in after some time).

but of course, as said before, he really really doesn’t like when you’re mouthy with him.

“you’re so mean to me, you d-didn’t even let me c-cum, d-dum-“

you didn’t even get to finish the sentence, already about to start those bratty whines of yours but a harsh slap stops you from doing so, it almost making your head turn to the opposite side, letting out a little whine.

your cheek stung as you looked up to the male, very hard to focus on him fully while he was balls deep in your guts, having stopped as he stared down at you with a cold stern stare, waiting if you have the nerve to try again or not, head slightly tilted to the side.

and you stayed silent as well for a second or two, obviously struggling with taking the male’s cock and also understand what just happened, trembling under him as you stared up into his eyes.

“i-i’m sorry, daddy.” you whispered out softly, always so very intimidated when nanami got upset with you like that.

“you’ve been very mouthy lately.. think you deserve another one just to make sure you won’t think about using such attitude towards me again.” he said quietly, not breaking off eye contact with the older, little pained huffs leaving you, feeling so much pressure in your lower tummy from feeling the male’s dick all up in your stomach.

“p-please, don’t- p-promise i’ll be good now, p-promise daddy.” you let out hurriedly, begging pathetically which did absolutely nothing with him, only having felt his big palm against your cheek once again, your head turning to the side as you didn’t expect that one at all.

and of course, you knew that promising him stuff like that was dumb and he told you so many times before, it was very dumb to promise something you can’t actually go along with which you both knew that you wouldn’t magically stop being a fucking brat.

it worked like magic on you though, having shut up and staying quiet when it came to teasing the older or making fun of him.

“what a good little girl.. wasn’t so hard now, was it.” he let out as he rolled his hips into your abused cunt, making you cum yet again, just to make sure you wouldn’t bitch again how he’s so mean for not letting you cum, plus you deserved it for no back talk.

the only sounds leaving you now were breathy pathetic whines and sighs, barely being able to take his dick as oh, he was just so big and thick, too much to handle for your pretty lil pussy.

“just one last time, hm? then daddy’ll take care of you, promise..” he said to you, pressing a small kiss to your forehead, always knowing where your limit was and he never wanted to overdo it or anything of that sort. he wasn’t that mean. most of the times.

and you nodded your head, almost purring once he combed his fingers in your hair, not tugging or anything, just lightly brushing through as you closed your eyes, tears having fallen down your cheeks already, whole body so sore and tired that you welcomed this very much.

you knew that despite being so mean to nanami and teasing him all the time, he always gave in after a while and would never be strict if he didn’t have a reason to.

your daddy knew you so well and knew what worked on you. his pretty little girl.

[thescribeoflostmemories]

Am I here again? Yes i am. Am I here because I have no idea how to write my thoughts out? Lol YES. I JUST DONT KNOW HOW TO WRITE MODERN AU HELP. Aight so at first I was thinking about Childe since he probably would be one but since I'm a heavy simp of Pantalone and your way of writing him... *casually scratches Childe out * (sorry childe, Scribe can only take one at once QwQ *i guess*)

so... yan!Pantalone (i mean if we can get a but of childe as well then why not) with fem reader who's in a popular girlband.

This one will purely be based on your whole ideas about it since I don't even know what I had in mind. Sure, he's your typical crazy fanatic fans except that he can do even more with his power. (Right what do you have in mind? Here's mine) You who's not really the main (idk what but u get the idea) and doesn't really get as much screentime than that one member. Oh what will he do to make you shine even more? (Yeah right idk what, no need to make it sounds logical if you dont know too-) You being the third out of five doesn't sit right with him. You need to be the first and he'll do whatever it takes to make it comes true.

Oh yeah while we're at this, I have the idea that Childe would probably be the one who rewatch your MV over and over everyday to boost the numbers while Pantalone will also do the same but not as eager as him lol. Sure they both make everyone do the same everyday too lol but it's just that Childe seems to be a lil bit... nasty (im sorry) when doing so. Oh i mean both of them do notice how your outfits show so much skin in this one particular MV but even Pantalone won't rewatch that one part of the video of you where something slips away over and over (im sorry 2)

Anyway BACK TO PANTALONE,  he'll probably have a shit tons of informations about you ... i mean sure he had already knew you even before you debuted or even before you were a trainee! I mean, how can he forgot someone who's kind enough to give him a coat in the middle of the endless winter? You looked as angelic as how you once looked like when you stopped in front of him only to give him your coat and money for him. (Heh im sorry i cant with this trope). Sure, your family might be rich enough to pull some dirty strings for your debut but how surpirsed would you be if you knew they were not the only one who pulled the strings. (You know, Childe and you had been friends since HS smthg like that and I can see how he might do the same for you as well. Imagine them both seeing each other tho) The rest of his fanatic behaviours (and actions lol) are all up to you because I want to know what you had in mind so much qwq.

Also bonus is that this girlband is kinda... ehe...you know, quiet unique with its music *istg this is not my idea, it's because I just watched some Umetora mmds and can't stop brainrotting about this theme for the whole 2 weeks* which is... there's an element of moaning in it sometimes so make sure to keep an eye on these crazy yan okay. Who knows if they might go feral

There's actually a shit tons of extreme behaviours of them i had in mind but i dont even know if ur fine with it so i'll just *peaces out*

Yeah my request this time is so unorganized prolly because I really want it to be based on your thoughts completely (and yet i still write my mind out-) but still ty for reading my dum dum brainrot (fr wondering why do I always put some bits of love to Pantalone's past) qwq

The dark melody of the twin black stars

Yan! Modern! Pantalone x idol! Modern! Reader x yan! Modern! Gangmember(?) Childe

Lyrics from Melody in the dark from Undead, Star ensemble

Using all Childe's known name for this fic

Tw: sexual themes, stalking, panty sniffer, blackmailing (implied), yandere stuff, kleptomaniac, first time writing in a modern world, and please state more of your mind next time bubbles.

"Back at it again bubbles? Couldn't resist opening Pandora's jar of goodies, I see. Do you feel it? The harvest is here. Pity are those who have a place on the table… Unless you're giving up a piece of yourself for carnal desires. I have seen many fall and bend to the wordless will of our shrouded hearts. Its rewards are robust as it is unholy. Now, let us don our masks of vice and the feast could begin." -Scribe

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" Thank you for coming to our concert everyone! It really means so much to us!" Rinna smiled, the leading singer. 

“On to our hit song!” There you are smiling so brightly, with a fist raised to the sky.

“And remember that we’ll have a greet and meet like always after this.” one winked at the audience, causing an uproar. They have waited for this concert, two certain individuals watched with great anticipation. One with tuffs of ginger, and the other rolling in dough.

Childe, a man who had known you for at least seven years. Wearing a jacket to conceal his tattooed gangster mark on his pelvic area.  He knew of you since your debut, who wouldn't recognize that lovely voice that overshadows the rest. With that growl shifting to a higher note, knowing how much work you put into shining brighter than any star known to man. He remembered that kind face anywhere, no amount of makeup could hide that inner beauty from him.

A bloodied handkerchief rests in his pocket as a good luck charm. In fact that’s how he found out about you in highschool, young and unafraid to get in a few fist fights before he got recruited by his foster father; the Rooster. Everyday of school he’d ask you on a date, but every time you'd turn him down he'd just laugh it off and just escort you back home. This is his first in person concert, and he’ll be glad that he sold an arm and leg to see you up close and personal with you in that costume.

Similar to the man that feasts upon the bloody tears of his prey. He had his own private view of you from where he stood. It's not shameful of him to be here since, why would he be, when the girl has done so much for him with nothing in return? Just like that one fateful snowy night. He hadn’t gotten rid of that cozy, fluffy winter coat, and nearly given everything you could to a grateful beggar like him. That sweet scent of pastry and comforting bitter coffee warms his frozen heart.

"You called for us wanting to be imprisoned, haven't you?//

You're simply a wandering kitten//

We'll show you the finest nightmare//

You won't be able to see anything else// Only jail//"

From then on, they promise to help you achieve your dream from the shadows of your life. Not minding that they were forgotten (oh, but they totally do mind!), buying every merch of you down to collabs with other brands/bands or even dare I say. Gacha games, where they try to max out your character and give you the best gear. Hearing your voice lines soothes them, almost like you’re actually conversing with them. These two are the ultimate whale-lords when it comes to you. Both have a shrine dedicated for your success, though one is more lavish than the other.

"Shake to your very core" Sierra winked at the audience followed by Faline

"Ignorant fools!" The tsundere of the group nearly stepped on the camera.

"I will protect the weak" then you picked up the camera, showing a kind smile with fake vampire teeth.

Childe's definitely going to use that screenshot as his wallpaper. 

"Let  me show you how serious I am. // Wallowing  in sleepless nights//" both Rinna and Lara sang.

Your line made the men swoon over your voice, singing your little heart out. Childe’s imagination got a hold of him when he saw how you hold the mic, swaying your body, it instantly reminded him of that one music video where you’re dancing up the stage with such a showy outfit. Giving much room for imagination, the gothic based uniform revealed quite a bit under your skirt and the dip of your curves. 

Not good, he's drooling. It was last night he found that solo album of yours, a very experimental one in fact. An interesting take on new music, combined with very steamy lyrics. He could only imagine what else you could do if you do accept him. 

The Regrator had long to meet you in person, so this meet and greet is perfect for him. Though part of him desires something more than just a brief meeting. To kiss your hand as thanks, he knows he might do something more than that. 

We'll sink our claws into your heart, strong and deep

Your heart (your heart) we'll dye it with the black of night

(We won't let you run away, our wanted angel)

This forbidden fruit that's playing an irregular cord

Your hope (your hope) just try chasing after it

(Be mesmerized in this misty show time!)

Out of the two men, Childe is the more gutsy type. Breaking and entering your house when you aren't home, rummaging through your things like a rat finding its next meal.

"Bingo!" Your underwear, a cute one in fact, with lace. You did notice it missing but you'd assume you just misplaced it and you'll find it once you stopped looking for it. Not knowing that a certain gangster is using it for his own unsavory pleasures. Occasionally he'd nab a few things like keychains, a fake pearl that fell off your costume. Or just getting that clam shell souvenir you got from the beach. 

Pantalone doesn't stoop to something so low like Childe, he has standards! But, he does have access to special bloopers and cut content of you through connections. Though that doesn't mean he doesn't enjoy what kind of show you'll provide him in your private quarters.

Remember that stuffed toy from your last window shopping with your friends? You'll find that doll delivered to your changing room along with a usual bouquet of exotic flowers in a heart shape.

There's a poem stuck to it like always, this time it reads: 

"Along the sea danced in gilt and cupidity. Only the haunting song of a siren to be heard. On the horizon showed the moon casted still-ly shade upon lovely, Rose." - R. P. 

Childe usually gets annoyed when you swoon over the different poems you receive with the flowers. He kept wondering who the hell gives better gifts than him, he's been your best buddy since highschool! 

He knows what flowers you love, the food you like, your favorite music. Hell, he even took care of the bastard that cheated on you. He wants you to look at him, look at him the way you stare so lovingly at those swans. Those lips of yours only tempt him to just jump on you, give every love and passion he has burning inside of him for even a moment to forget about that crybaby. Just LOOK AT HIM, he’s a mess. Head rattled with thoughts of you being so intimate with him. 

You'll even forget to breathe in this dramatic night//

Dance! Live!//

Shout!//

You'll be falling into our melody in the dark//

They both equally love you- no, adore you! They know your ups and downs in life, they witness you being sad, angry, but they love it when you have a smile on your face. Just give them a chance to please you, it'll all be worth it if you do. 

As Childe, he'd kept asking you to help him with various things. Like baking, cooking, or even asking to go shopping for his family's gifts, especially Teucer. His older sister is rather fond of your songs which is how he connects two and two together.

Hiding our unleashed fangs//

This bloody poison is your enticing catharsis//

Kindness continues to caress freedom//

Overwhelmed with a choking urge

In this labyrinth//

Shut up solitude with a kiss//

Even though they know not to jump whenever you have collabs with boy bands, especially with the one with long white hair you're so fond of. It irks them to no end that you're being so intimate with him and his words.

While you tried to rise in the popularity ranks normally, your obsessed supporters think you should be the best among the best. Alongside with merchandise hoarding, these two bribe certain individuals to fudge up the numbers. Oh, the sparkles in your eyes when you saw how many people love you for how hard working you are to be on stage.

We'll make the spinning hands of the clock kneel and let time stand still//

Your love (your love) needs no hesitation//

(Our blindfolded wanted fairy)//

Now conceal this cross that won't grant our wish//

Your hope (your hope) we'll expose it//

(The moment we bite, our show time begins!)//

Recently, Pantalone had hired a professional crew, and interior designer('close friend or not'). Do you know that fabulous apartment building near downtown? It was a separate place for everything that you love or even items you were interested in. A dollhouse if you would call it that.

It's nearly a replica of your room, even the dust bunnies in that one corner. The only difference between yours and this, is the big portrait of you and him that he commissioned. It looked like it was photographed even though it's oil paint. 

A reverberation more certain than a fleeting promise//

You  surely know what that is//

The  flowing voice of these string//

will lead you//

To  a night that harbors eternity//

It will never end//

"So he's here" The black haired man looked over at the near front row seat. "Call him over." He told the disguised bodyguard. 

"Didn't expect you of all people to be here. " The 11th seat walked up to the Regrator. That facsimile smile never left his face since they first met underground. 

"Same could be applied to you, Tartaglia." the silence they shared with the 'hardcore' girlband fanatics' crazed screams of delight. It was then they both knew, they either have to work together or fight against each other for one singular objective. 

We'll sink our claws into your heart, strong and deep//

Your heart (your heart) we'll dye it with the black of night//

(We won't let you run away, our wanted angel)//

This forbidden fruit that's playing an irregular cord//

Your hope (your hope) just try chasing after it//

(Be mesmerized in this misty show time!)//

They need to have you for themselves. It's clear as day that these two are a whole separate level on regular hardcore fanatics. Hope you are prepared to face them when the time is right.

No strategy is necessary in this dramatic night//

Dance! Live!//

Shout!//

Into the wavering night, our melody in the dark//

Once the song was done, Rinna took the stage. "Did you all enjoy that?" The fans erupted in cheers as a reply.

"Our lovely ghoulies, we have an announcement to tell you all…" Faline said sadly.

" I, Rose, will be leaving the group." The lovely flower took a step, it made the crowd go silent and news hit the gangster fool. It felt like their world fell apart. He knew of the contract but he thought you'd renew it. Looking at the wealthy man who just adjusted his glasses, seemingly calm and collected.

“You boys know what’s the plan, yes?” An agent bowed subtly and went away to begin the next phase.

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Part 1 complete

Pt 2: Valentines’ nightmare

"And now with the appetizers served it is on to the next course the main dish. And of course the dessert." - Scribe 

Feedback people, I need feedback to improve. Always welcomed.

Tag: @youyue

[intrstellarhearts]

✰ the poets at dinner headcanons!

a/n: THE TITLE OF THIS IS SO EMBARRASSING it sounds so boring but i PROMISE i'll make it interesting :D

(ps if anyone ever wants to request a topic for these lil headcanon sets feel free to haha i will never turn away an idea!! <3 also the two requests im working on are coming!!)

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it's always a mad dash to the dining hall.

i mean seriously, it's a school full of boys. what do you expect?

i go to an all girl's school & it's crazy enough so i can only imagine how unhinged that line is.

anyways the food at welton is either amazing or awful depending on the day.

sometimes it's pasta but other times it's like idk swordfish

my cousin went to a super fancy school and they had swordfish so yeah it's possible

i could see charlie deciding to lead a protest against them serving "gross things"

he would rant about nutrition and how their minds were being poisoned by the food they ate.

but i also feel like he'd be best friends with the people who cook the food, and they would always just dismiss his protests as being "precious"

but the line can take so long to stand in

i feel like todd often gets cut in front of because he's todd anderson and he will never say anything about it :(

luckily neil will pull him up to the front with him so its ok :)

i feel like if you saw the line from an angle, you would see gerard pitts' head towering above everyone else

like a GERA-ffe

ba dum chhh

i just needed to include that pun

anyways once people get their food, they go to their tables (DUH)

and everyone has their own tables.

it's not assigned, but everyone always goes to the same one. year after year, class after class.

the poets have the seat by the fireplace because when they were teeny little freshmen, stick was cold & so they sat there so that he could get warm and that is canon

they had to basically fight tooth and nail to get an extra chair once todd came to welton

knox almost got KNOXED out

ok im sorry i'll stop with the puns now

once they start eating, they spend time scheming about how they can get extra dessert without nolan seeing.

i'm obsessed with the idea of meeks & pitts being total superspies, so they're the ones who sneak up & grab it.

but it's kind of hard to sneak by everyone when you have like fifteen cookies to hide, so they usually get caught.

all in all, dinner is the best time for them all to talk about their day & just be together

and plan on when they're going to the cave ofc!!

[the-s1lly-corner]

Hieronymus w/ an S/O who has plushies

Because I, the admin, also have loads of plushies + I did a similar prompt with creepypasta characters + but I'm currently hyperfocused on bump rn

He gets it! He really does! Especially if you have them as a comfort thing

I like to think he also collects things; as an interest.. call it self projection but I feel like he'd have a collection of cool rocks

He will never, EVER make fun of you for having them, much less tease

Doesn't matter if you're just collecting them, or smuggling them in bed, he's not gonna even think of anything mean

He picks them up if they ever fall over, when you're not in the room.. sometimes gives em lil head pats, or straightens up any bits or accessories they have on them

He doesn't know that you know he does this

Its sweet, me thinks

Toooootally won't buy you any plushes he notices you eyeing

"Oh this?" He says as he holds a package, he's looking nervous, as if he's hiding something

He just wanted to surprise you!!

If there's a boiling isles equivalent to it, he would definitely take you on a date to build a bear

You make matching bears

I would dive more on this idea but I've never been so idk what all goes down there so bear (ba-dum tsshh) with me

Carry your plushie around with you because it brings you comfort? Hieronymus is sending a mean glare to anyone who dares giggle

There will be blood if someone actually tries to steal it, titan forbid

Okay well there wouldn't be, but he'd be real pissed on your behalf and would do his damndest to get the thing back (likely without violence) and scold whoever took it

Overall, he's really chill about it but he wont sit back and let people be mean to you

[sunny6677]

@mayisgoingnuts

Lil Tom x Kevin ideas

1. There's subtle moments implying that Kevin likes her throughout the episodes. Like in Unwanted Guest, despite being clearly annoyed, he helps her out anyway after she comes back (since she ended up seeing Moloch and passed out). In Deadly Smiles, he softly tells Tom she doesn't have to help him when she goes to patch him up—and keeps glancing away from her as she patches him as if nervous. In Tender Treats, he's VERY protective of her and also the kids as well—but anytime Bob seemingly goes for her during the candy store scene, Kevin seems a bit more frantic, and he also spams Tom with messages asking if she's home safe at the end of the episode. In Hollow Sorrows, despite dismissing her emotions, he clearly likes being around her and immediately goes to talk to her when she sets foot into the candy store.

2. Tom on the other hand would be about the same even with her liking him, but she'd be especially nervous once she realized she liked Kevin cuz she'd most likely vanish for a few days just to plan how to ask him out.

3. Kevin has carried Tom on more than one occasion (either because she was injured or very emotional)—and Tom has also carried him more than once too.

4. Tom has accidentally hurt Kevin in physical ways sometimes due to how absurdly strong she is. Like she playfully nudges him but ends up like jabbing him in the arm by accident./lh

5. Kevin finds her really pretty, but will take forever to admit that. Tom on the other hand finds Kevin very handsome and isn't ashamed to admit it.

6. Kevin calls her 'dummy' or 'dum-dum' as a playful nickname—and also literally 'loser' on some occasions.

7. Tom has casually bought him expensive gifts out of nowhere more than once, and her amount of spoiling toward him only became more intense as they started dating.

[titoist]

All a' my love! All a' my kissin'! You don't know what you've been a'missin! Oh boy! (Oh boy!) When you're with me, oh boy… (Oh boy!) The world can see that you.. Were meant… For me. All a' my life, I've been a'waitin'! Tonight there'll be no hesitatin'! Oh boy! When you're with me, oh boy… The world can see that you.. Were meant… For me. Stars appear, and a'shadows a'fallin', You can hear, My heart a'callin'! A lil' bit a' lovin' makes everythin' alright… And I'm gonna see my baby tonight! All a' my love! All a' my kissin'! You don't know what you've been a'missin! Oh boy! (Oh boy!) When you're with me, oh boy… (Oh boy!) The world can see that you.. Were meant… For me. (Dum-didli-dum-dum, Oh boy!) (Dum-didli-dum-dum, Oh boy!) All a' my love! All a' my kissin'! You don't know what you've been a'missin! Oh boy! (Oh boy!) When you're with me, oh boy… (Oh boy!) The world can see that you.. Were meant… For me. All a' my life, I've been a'waitin'! Tonight there'll be no hesitatin'! Oh boy! When you're with me, oh boy… The world can see that you.. Were meant… For me. Stars appear, and a'shadows a'fallin', You can hear, My heart a'callin'! A lil' bit a' lovin' makes a'everythin' alright… And I'm gonna see my baby tonight! All a' my love! All a' my kissin'! You don't know what you've been a'missin'! Oh boy! (Oh boy!) When you're with me, oh boy… (Oh boy!) The world can see that you.. Were meant… For me.

probably my favorite buddy holly song... there's just something about the momentum that's endearing. he has this fun vocal quirk sometimes where he seems to almost put on a... certain caricatured affect to emphasize certain lyrics. see uh, like, 0:32 for example. transcribing the lyrics for this one was fun

[sobsicles]

the repression in your most recent fic...impeccable. literally had me yellin. also just in general I LOVE your characterization of Dean. he's so dum <3 but also so quick and charming and sweet. thank u for writing!

i said dean can have some repression that's not sad for once. as a treat.

[arcadequeerz]

I feel like, Sammy is super affectionate with Henry, Not so much around others Maybe- but when the two are alone, Sammy loves putting his arms around him, holdin him close, giving him Kisses n Holdin his hands. He loves messin with Henry’s hair too- Henry’s hair is short, soft and kinda curly, and when the two are cuddled up together, he loves to gently run his hands through his hair, curl one of his curls around his fingers, Henry loves it too, finds it relaxing, and it at times causes him to fall asleep(Sammy will do this when its one of those nights that Henry can’t seem to fall asleep.)

[lamnwar]

Flowers // Aomine Daiki x gn! Reader

A/N: had to celebrate my favourite Tōō boy's birthday with a lil somethin' somethin' 🥰

Warnings: 100% fluff, maybe language?, I'm such a slut for friends to lovers with my boy Daiki 😭

One knock. Two knocks.

"It's me, dumbass, open the door!"

Daiki sighs, as if getting out of bed asks for all the energy he has in his body. But he does, though, not without being a bit too dramatic about it. He raises an eyebrow as he opens the door, facing you. Your bunny slippers, those old pyjama pants, your blue silk robe. You're surely a sight to behold.

"I didn't ask you to come" he says in a yawn.

You roll your eyes, getting your phone out of your robe's pocket, and showing him the screen. He furrows his brows, but he admits defeat when he reads clearly on the screen the words "you can come if it helps".

"So… are you gonna let me in before the neighbours start complaining?"

He finally moves, closing the door behind you as you remove your slippers. The night is dead silent - which makes sense, given that it is way past 2AM. Despite the late hour, you didn't hesitate once before texting the boy, knowing that he was certainly not asleep. And you were right; Daiki loves to sleep, but he isn't one to go to bed early. It's an odd habit of his, which coincidently helps on these nights when you struggle to fall into Morpheus' arms – like tonight. And it also helps that he lives just two floors above you. For the amount of time you spend together, it's rather convenient to have him so close to you at all times; though he often uses this as an excuse to deny your request to spend the night, shoving you out of his apartment with a "you just need to go down the stairs, it's not that hard".

But tonight, he will not push you out. He never does, on nights like that, because he is fully aware that he's your only way to find sleep. The first time you've come to him on a sleepless night looking for salvation, he almost closed the door right on your nose. As much as he appreciated you, there was no way he'd stand your presence so late in the night, at a time that was usually his entirely. But somewhat, you creeped your way in, and when he saw the way you laid under his blankets, it looked like you were always here, always a part of his nest. That first night, the two of you talked for hours till you finally found some rest, and he smiled to himself, realizing that this would become a common occurrence.

"So what is it this time? A nightmare? Stress? Some dude's keeping you awake?"

You remove your robe, hanging it on his hanger before climbing on the mattress, quickly finding your place on the left side of it.

"Like I would ever stay awake for a dude" you scoff.

He laughs softly, joining you under the blankets. As soon as you feel him next to you, you are submerged by a sweet warmth, like a little sun laying just next to you.

"Well, if you were with me, you'd probably stay awake all night, but for other reasons."

"Oh god, shut up Daiki!"

You give him a small slap on the shoulder, while he chuckles at your reaction. It's cute, the way your cheeks get red, and you refuse to look at him in the eyes when he tells you stuff like that. As tough as you want to look, he can always tell that he's got you flustered, and it's frankly amusing.

"I guess you don't wanna talk about it, huh?" He says after a short silence.

You shake your head as a response, and he doesn't insist. There are nights like that when you don't want to vent; you just need comfort. And Daiki never fails to give it to you. Without words or gestures, just by his sole presence, he manages to bring peace to your soul. You always rest your head on his chest, listening to the delicate sound of his heartbeat. It's like a little drum, beating to a comforting rythm.

Dum dum dum dum.

But sometimes, the rythm picks up. Like right now, when you tangle your legs with his, and you look up to meet his half-lidded blue eyes. You're too oblivious to notice that your big eyes looking at him that way inflames his whole body. You're too oblivious to notice that feeling your soft hands against his skin makes his heart bloom. You stay like that, for an amount of time that you cannot gather - not that you care to, because ultimately, you can tell that you'll fall asleep soon enough. Because Daiki never fails to make you feel like that.

"Daiki?"

"Hm?"

"I have a weird question to ask."

You break the silence, all while poking his curiosity. He strokes your hair, patiently waiting for you to ask out.

"What's your favourite flower?"

The question takes him by surprise. It is so random that he wonders if you're not delirious because of the fatigue. But you aren’t – he can tell by the way you look at him, waiting for his answer.

"Don't know... I never thought of that."

You let out a small laugh.

"Typical. But I still need to know. Isn't there a flower that you like?"

He takes a moment, considering that he's never given a single thought to the topic. He could also change the subject; sure, you'd fuss a bit about it, but it's no matter of life or death. Yet, he still ponders, because some part of him does want to give you an honest answer – however unimportant the question seems.

"I guess... those white ones, you know, the one your mother has in the garden, next to the roses."

You smile at his answer. It's a good one.

"Why you're asking?" He questions you after a while.

You yawn, further cuddling into him. The beat in his chest takes off, the flowers in his heart opening.

"I'm gonna buy you flowers tomorrow."

And before he can ask you why you suddenly decide to offer him flowers, you are already asleep. Daiki sighs, it doesn't matter anyway; you'll probably forget about it in the morning. With a kiss on your forehead, he turns off the light, preparing to join you in your slumber;

"Truth be told, my favourite flower is you."