#hes strange i luv that freak

[hiphopcherrrypop]

something sowmthing the kageyama brothers + their blue eyed weirdboys

[cutielights]

Hey pookie!! I luv ur work sm and I was wondering if u could do a rottmnt boys x spider woman reader ab them reacting to her stopping a collider like miles did? Idek if u watched into the spider verse but maybe something like that if not u could wing it if you'd like tysm hope u have a good day/night! ❤️

>>:] yes. For the purposes of writing, im going to act as if you were a spider person for at least a year before this. Not supposed to be Miles’ story, but pretty similar (if that makes sense)

i waNT THE THIRD MOVIE. Frikin dying of miles morales deprivation over here, hand over the sunflower boy with in tact parents

@moonchhu THE OTHER SPIDER PERSON ONE TAG LIST

That Really Big Earthquake

LEO

“Heyyyy, I haven’t seen you in twenty four hours which truly is a record for us, I missed you, did you miss me? I bet you did right? Go on tell me aaaalllll about it.”

“So, I was just kinda minding my own business, y’know, thwipping and thwapping and going about being an awesome hero when I bumped into myself? Kinda. They looked like me, but they were different, and didn’t look like me, but, I knew they were me! Because my spider sense went off and they could do stuff I could do, but also some different stuff! And then we freaked out for a little bit before I went to auntie May to show her and she showed me four more other me’s who were hiding out in her basement and then we tried getting them home and we had to sneak about in this fancy restaurant wearing bow ties, and we cried and they went into this collider thing, also it turns out my favourite cousin was working for the evil genius corporation and he’s dead now and it feels like my fault, I’m so totally fine don’t worry about me. Howwasyourday?”

“Haha, what.”

“Stopped the collapsing of the multiverse.”

“Oh it sounds so simple when you put it like that.” Yeah okay sarcasm queen

Made you some tea after that, let’s just, take a breath for a minute, m’kay?

He has decided it’s a self care day now, at least he did after thoroughly checking you for injuries

How you do not have a concussion will always escape him, not one broken bone? Seriously? After all that?

Please remind him you’re an actual super hero and not a pane of glass

“Wait what was that about your cousin?”

RAPH

“Hey! How was your weekend?”

“Crazier than yours.”

“Okay, Bet.”

One explanation later sponge bob narrator voice

“Wait, so you’re telling Raph, that huge earthquake that happened, happened because of you and five alternate versions of yourself?

“That’s excluding a lot of things I just told you but, I am telling Raph that, yes.”

Huge bone crushing hugs are in order, according to him at least. And I mean, is he wrong?

Not letting you out of his sight for ages, please, Raph, let them go home

“Why are you so worried? I did it, I won!”

“It’s more the fact that it happened and less the fact that you’re mostly fine.”

DONNIE

Othello Von Ryan: Stay home, S.H.E.L.LD.O.N has picked up on some strange (possibly universal fabric destroying) activity. Also there has been some earthquake activity in the area you were in yesterday, not that I have a tracker on you. Because I don’t.

Only Two Legs: I handled it don’t worry :D

Othello Von Ryan: ?

Othello Von Ryan: Traverse to My Lab.

“Heyyy Deee.”

“Stop. Explain. This better be your attempt at humor.”

There was silence for a long while after you had messily glued together words to describe the past 24 hours, before he took a deep breath.

“First, How dare you stop the multiverse from collapsing without me that’s incredible rude. Second, therapy. Third, that earthquake and power surge destroyed My Lab, thankfully I have backup backups to my backups, but I couldn’t use the internet for an hour straight.”

“Y- You’re more concerned about the internet?”

“Not what I said. Now let me check you for a concussion.”

MIKEY

“Hey they took down those art displays.”

“The what?”

“Oh you weren’t here, BUT there was these reaaaallllyyyyy cool art statues along this street! Look, hey, look, I took pics!”

“Oh cooollluuuhhh that’s not an art display that’s five different fire hydrants merged into each other.”

“Haha yeah it does kinda look like that doesn’t it? I thought it was supposed to be a dog.”

“Mikey, no-“ You pulled him aside into an empty alleyway, trying to explain what had happened over the past twenty four hours.

It was an interesting experience, but you got there eventually.

Best believe this boy is giving you the biggest hug ever, and then buying pizza.

Oh, and Dr Feelings is going to be paying you a visit. Multiple. You can’t escape him.

“So they weren’t art displays?”

Speedily bulk writing and scheduling rn bc im going on a holiday with zero internet.

[danosrosegarden]

Luv your work! 💖💖

Could you write Rimming with Eddie? Reader can be GN. You inspire me to create my own work :D

dirty little secret - edward nashton x gn!reader headcanons (NSFW) ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆

{contains: descriptions of anxiety, rimming, and switch eddie if you squint.}

☽ Edward viewed it as nothing more than a shameful porn category he'd scroll through when his room was dark and empty. It made his cheeks burn pink and his stomach flutter, to think of how deeply he enjoyed his filthy secret. There was one specific video he always came running back to. He was stuck like glue on the way the man in the video whined and gripped his bedsheets. It was pleasure-riddled agony painted across his face as his partner's slick tongue plunged in and out of him. His hips would buck and his thighs would tremble and Eddie wanted to know how he felt so badly. He couldn't help but imagine how good you'd look in that situation. But no, gosh, no, he could never share this part of him with anybody. Certainly not you. You'd think he was grimy. Disgusting. A freak. He simply couldn't fracture what you two had going.

☽ Little did he know...uh...he wasn't exactly quiet about his deeds when he was under the impression you were asleep next to him. And what an interesting selection of videos he ran through, you noted while peeking out of one eye beside him. You'd have to confront him sometime.

☽ I say confront, because Eddie really does feel like he's been caught in a spider web when you decide to bring it up one night. He's about to be eaten alive, and not in the way he wants it. (har har)

☽ He's fumbling with his fingers, rapidly cracking his knuckles while he spills it all in a jumbled, tangled string of words. Poor baby. He has no idea, does he? You want to see him happy. And you'd always like to know what you could do to reach that goal. There was no reason to be fearful of it. You tell him so, and the raging thunderstorm pounding in his chest quells when he senses you truly mean it.

☽ But when the moment finally comes, he can't seem to pacify his trembling limbs, twitching with frosty cold fear. But it all circles back to those videos he watched. The men in it groaned. They whimpered. Their hips shook wildly and damn it, they were loving it. So, why was he so anxious?

☽ The position he's in certainly doesn't help. Porn never lets you in on how invasive face down ass up really feels.

☽ There are a million what-ifs for Edward to consider here, frozen solid in this vulnerable position. What if he doesn't like it? What if you don't like it? What if you suddenly decide he is, in fact, a fucking freak, and you don't want him anymore?

☽ His buzzing brain flatlines as soon as your tongue, coated with thick bubbles of saliva, snakes inside of him. Holy fuck. It was weird, but the best genre of strange he'd felt. He's overwhelmed almost instantly.

☽ And he can feel you grin against him as weak mewls drip from his mouth. Bastard. You're enjoying making me crumble, aren't you?

☽ "Please." He's hearing his voice squeak out a plead, but he's lost control of what he's babbling. What the fuck am I even begging for? More? Less? Slower? Faster?

☽ He gives in to the feeling completely, deep groans and laughable whines trickling from his lips like drool. He lets the heat in his belly knot up and rise, his heart crashing like cymbals in his ears. More. More. Just a little bit more.

☽ He'd been dribbling precum as soon as you'd started, and you were doing fucking incredible, but he needed more. He heard you tsk as he grabbed hold of his throbbing dick and stroked himself furiously. In that moment, he couldn't be paid to care about the punishment you'd be giving him later for touching himself without permission. He just needed more, and he needed it now.

☽ A strangled sob is ripped out from his chest as his cum paints the bedsheets. Can you blame him? He just couldn't help it! It was so excitingly new, so prettily filthy...and for a time, it was unfathomable. He planned on taking his dirty little secret to his grave.

☽ "Thank you," he mutters into your neck, cuddling up to your side after the cleanup. He holds onto you tight. "Thank you, thank you."

☽ He may not have been the one doing the work, but you felt a beaming ray of pride shine from your heart. Such a brave boy you got, conquering his fears of expressing his desires. And now, he had no use for those videos anymore, because he just got a fresh stack of masturbation material. The memory of your tongue swirling around his hole would be enough to get him off daily from now on. And let's not even get started on his fantasies of him performing on you...

[the-cat-and-the-birdie]

Meet Strange: What's the most memorable way your OC has ever met a new person? Was it a good experience? Bad experience? Just plain weird? How's their relationship with that person now?

Past: Does your OC have any past partners? How did the relationship(s) end? Are any of their exes still in their life, and if so, do they get along?

I’m curious if Diane had partners pre-hobie

Yay I love these!!! Especially the first one AAAAAHHHH

Also I'm sorry this is seriously so long don't feel forced to read it all if you dont wanna i just like having it typed out also a lot of reaction images

Meet Strange:

Hobie & Diane's First Meeting

Meet Strange: What's the most memorable way your OC has ever met a new person? Was it a good experience? Bad experience? Just plain weird? How's their relationship with that person now?

Hobie and Diane's first meeting would most likely be described as 'mortifying'. (In her eyes) Because of their proximity in era, Hobie was actually the one sent to recruit her. The usual protocol is simple - follow them home from patrol and give them the whole 'joining pitch' - very boring. Hobie hates doing it. But he follows Diane and instead of going home after patrol - she goes to the club. Like - was just beating a purse-snatcher's ass in an alleyway to changing in the discotheque bathroom. Hobie is like '?? okay. i suppose. WEIRD choice but okay' and he hadn't planned on trying to approach her in a CLUB but sure They come across each other in the club, and by the time he's spotted her in the crowd and they're face to face, she's drunk. She's plastered and she wants to dance and she cannot hear him or understand his accent for the life of her but she's vibing tho. Has no idea what's happening or who he is but all she knows is a hot guy is standing in front of her and he's handsome and tall and british and she needs no more information He has to buy her a drink just to get her to sit still and then when he even tries to explain she's like

Thinking 'this man is fine as hell but he be talking a lot'. Cuts him off mid-sentence just to be like "yeah, yeah i can dig it -btw how tall are you? You like 6'5? Anyone ever told you you're pretty?" cause WHY ELSE would he be approaching her in the club?? She spends the whole time flirting and Hobie is like 'luv, ur adorable but imma need u to focus.' Finally he gets her outside and she's thinking she's gonna score. But instead to finally get her to understand he uses his webslinger in front of her but instead of mystified realization Diane is like

She's immediately sober and screaming like 'How did you do that?! That's impossible!'

And Hobie is like "How's it impossible??? You can do that-" And Diane goes "How'd you know I can do that?! That's impossible!"

Good. Now she's drunk and freaked out. At that point Hobie is ready to give up and he's just like 'you know what we need to get you home'. Meanwhile Diane is dazed, drunk and confused cause since when are there British Spiderpeople????

Eventually he does get her home and she passes out asleep. Wakes up the next morning - starts screaming again cause she thought she was on psychedelics and dreamt him or something.

After everything he finally gives her the pitch and heads back to HQ - heads to Miguel - and she's mortified the whole time.

Can't look him in the eyes, deathly embarrassed that she spent last night hanging off of him and saying x-rated shit to her new coworker.

Miguel is already pissed cause he's like 'what took u two so long'

and Hobie, thinking this is all hilarious just goes "We slept together."

Meanwhile Diane's about to die of embarrassment in front of her NEW BOSS

and she's like "YA'LL He means in the same apartment. I don't know why he said it like that- We slept in tHE SAME APARTMENT-"

thus starts a cycle of his tourment. He don't even call her 'luv' he call her 'Daiquiri' or '4 Daiquiri Diane' because that's what he had to buy her to get her to sit still. She can't live it down.

"Oi, there you are, Daiquiri Darlin'."

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Past: Does your OC have any past partners? How did the relationship(s) end? Are any of their exes still in their life, and if so, do they get along?

Yay I love this one. Yes! Diane has been through (kinda speed-ran) all of her 'canon' romances, except one. Hobie kinda has a Scott Pilgrim situation on his hands (yeah right) because a lot of them still hang around her

Betty Brant - a.k.a Brian Bett - A high-school sweetheart she dated for a couple-years. Currently goes to ESU, journalist student, plays it straight and dislikes Diane's "black extremism". She thinks he's a chump

Gwen Stacy - a.k.a Glenn Stacy - a guy she met shortly after joining the society (back when her and Hobie didn't know each other fairly well). They dated for about 8 months and were thinking about engagement. Hobie tried to disrupt Diane's canon event but was unfortunately too late to save him. He helped her with that trauma a lot

Mary-Jane Watson - Martin-Jean Watson - THIS GUY. A couple months after Glenn's death, Diane finds out through Margo that her Mary-Jane canon event is coming up. She's over the moon! Tells Hobie how excited he is, gets all dolled up And she runs into him and it's just..NOT IT. He's punk like Hobie, and a Guitarist, like Hobie. His humor is the same as Hobie's - a vest like his too. Except he's an arrogant manchild. He's like Hobie - but he's what she would've been into if she hadn't met Hobie. And it's like just knowing Hobie has dirupted her canon event. Because she's just not into this guy. And if she didn't know Hobie. She would've been. She tries to dates Martin for a couple of weeks before he does something and Hobie is like '...damn he's doing you wrong you should throw him out.' and she does. Funny thing is Martin KNOWS about Hobie and has met him at Diane's shows. And they would get along AMAZING, but Martin hates his guts and Hobie thinks it's funny as hell - so he instigates. After Diane and Martin break up her and Hobie start getting more serious and exclusive and since Martin is her guitarist back on her Earth he just has to deal, which Hobie can't get enough of.

thank you so much for this and if you read this far please let me know id love it if anyone read this far cause this is a LOT okay thanks byeeee

[heyitsoak]

SCREAMS I LOVED ALL UR FICS SM I READ THEM ALL IN LIKE 15 MINUTES. I LOVE. IM LITERALLY GONNA BE SPAMMING YOUR INBOX. Could we maybe get movie or boom tails with a mad inventor reader?? Not in a villainy way though, they're just a mechanical genius who instead of making innovative and useful inventions just makes. really weird stuff. like a robot w boxing gloves that follows you around and whacks you whenever you say something stupid or act nasty. and their personality is really unpredictable, like they usually seem unnervingly chill but get MAD EXCITED over the strangest things and situations n overall are. a strange specimen. once again i luv ur works :))

SOBBING THANK YOU SO MUCH!! IT MEANS SO MUCH THAT YOU LIKE MY WORK! AND I LOVE THIS IDEA!! I hope it’s alright that I wrote headcanons!!

Warnings: Sex jokes? (Nothing to severe though) & Cursing

Movie Tails with a mad inventor reader!

The first time Tails saw you was in a grocery store, he was with Tom and Sonic and Sonic pointed you out

The first thing he noticed was the giant robot following you around with boxing gloves

He wasn’t sure if he should be impressed or concerned, he thought it was very cool though!

Him and Sonic decided to approach you and when Sonic was standing in front of the robot he said loudly “Woah!! It’s huge!”

And without thinking you immediately respond with “haha, that’s what she said”

Not even a second later you were met with a smack to the back of your head by the robot

Tails jumps and asks worriedly “Why did it do that?! Are you okay??”

You laughed it off and rubbed the back of your head where you were hit and explained “Oh, I programmed it to do that”

Tails was obviously very confused as to why you would make a robot that hits you whenever you say something stupid or weird

Once you found out he also likes to invent stuff you two immediately became friends

It didn’t take Tails long to realize that you’re super chill but get insanely excited over the smallest things, yet he thinks it’s cute

Like you two could be walking through the park and you see a shiny rock or a cute duck and immediately start freaking out because how cool or cute you think it is

Once you were sitting in Tails’ workshop sitting on his desk and talking to Sonic and Tails as he worked on another invention of his

He was making an invention that turns one object into two and as an example he put one ball into the machine and then two came out

“Look! Now there’s two balls!” Tails said excitedly that his machine worked

And you just laughed and said “Pffft, balls”

And then you where punched by your robot, without a second thought you responded with “Ow! What the fuck man?!”

You were punched again by the robot… yeah you learned your lesson after that.

..or not

This was so fun to write!! Thank you so much for requesting and feel free to send more! :D

[gunkbaby]

i luv sm how shuu is a weirdo amongst weirdos. a freak amongst freak. an outsider within a community of outsiders. i think that’s why i was drawn to him and why i stayed drawn to him. when i first loved him i was 12 and surrounded by the expectation of healthy neurotypicality. when i saw him in the anime for the first time i felt so understood in the tender-most strangest of ways. when i started using the internet more i always felt so much different from everyone else i was supposedly like. I have never seen myself in other autistic ppl or depressed ppl or anxious people or whatever. the closest is maybe bpd or adhd or eating disorder communities (but we can’t say that can we) but there is this thing inside me that says i am fundamentally alien no matter where i go and shuu is the only thing that makes me feel understood. he i the only thing i can go to that tells me there is something worth staying alive for because it is possible to be something people think is strange and not live in shame for it. i think that’s so beautiful. he is so beautiful.

[silvercrane14]

he's soo strange i luv him

Hes such a freak <333

[hibiscuswrites]

hi i saw ur requests for headcanons were open and i’m new at this, so obviously pls don’t feel required to answer :) i was thinking, what if Rio had an SO who was quite a few months pregnant and was anxious about the pregnancy for some reason. so one day she feels something strange and starts to panic but he just assured her it’s the baby kicking or something n it’s just really fluffy ?? i luv ur writing so much 😸😸

Thank you for reading 💗

It’s your first pregnancy, so you’re nervous

It’s to be expected

Everything is new and unfamiliar

At least to you it is

But Rio on the other hand has already been around the block

He’s gotten the experience of being a parent and seen what a pregnancy is like before, though it’s different for him of course

He’s levelheaded though

He thinks rationally

Knows that while you’re in a fragile state, you’re not gonna break if the wind blows

He’s always there to comfort you

Reassure you

Remind you that he’s right there and will continue to be every step of the way

So when you freak out the first time the baby kicks and you feel it, he’s right there

He reaches for your bump and holds his hands for a few seconds

Feeling the little pats as the baby kicks

And he chuckles, thought not necessarily at you

“The baby’s just kicking mama. They do that. They’re just big enough for you to feel now.”

He’s grabbing your hand then, placing it on your own bump

“Talk to them. They know your voice. Watch.”

Once you start talking, you can feel the soft bounces again and blow out a breath of relief

Rio grinning and keeping his hand there as he talks to his child

“You scared your mom. That ain’t nice.”

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[hxwks-gf]

*✧･ﾟ:* baby explosion murder

pairing: bakugo x reader

summary: bakugo gets hit with a de-aging quirk and it’s up to you to take care of him until it wears off 

a/n: this is part of my fic-swap with @a-monsters-love​!! xoxo i luv u bby sm you can read her fic here! (it was amazing)

“Hey, Midoriya!” you cheerfully spoke into your phone. “What’s up?” 

“Y/N? Oh, thank God--okay, something’s happened while on patrol, Kacchan got hit with this Quirk and he’s--” 

“Wait, what?” you said, immediately on high alert. You got to your feet and made towards your bag and shoes. “Where? What hospital?” 

“Well--they didn’t exactly send him to the hospital because he’s not hurt, he’s just…” 

Your hand stilled over your bag. “He’s just what?” 

“We’re on our way up to you right now. Don’t freak out, okay?” 

“Uh,” you said, glancing at the front door. “Alright.” 

A few minutes later someone knocked. Unsure of what you were about to see, you peeked through the peephole and saw only Midoriya standing there, looking worried. You unlocked the door and pulled it open. “Where is he--” 

“Y/N-chan!” 

A small child launched itself into your apartment and latched around your waist much like children do when they’re excited, throwing you completely off guard. The child buried his face into your torso, giggling maniacally. 

“ Midoriya, what’s going on? Whose kid is this?” Your mouth fell open in shock. “Did you steal someone’s child?” 

“No!” he protested, running his hands through his unruly hair. “Y/N--that’s Kacchan.” 

There was a second of silence before you burst into laughter. After it had subsided to amused chuckles, you looked down at the child still wrapped like a vice around your waist. “That’s very funny. Now c’mon, tell me where Katsuki really is.” 

Midoriya simply raised an eyebrow and pointed at the child. “He was hit with a de-aging Quirk.” 

This time, there was no laughter. You pried the child off of your torso and held him at arm’s length, your eyes going wide when you recognized him from old childhood photos the Mitsuki had shown you. It was definitely him. 

Katsuki made grabby motions with his hands, and you instinctively picked him up and set him on your hip. He bared his teeth and giggled again. “Die!” 

“Jesus,” you sighed, gently swatting away his hands that were tugging on your hair. “Do we know how long it will last?” 

Midoriya shrugged. “I don’t know. We took him to a Quirk specialist and they said it could vary from a few hours to a few days.” 

You shifted Katsuki on your hip and studied his little face. “Do you think he’s aware of what’s happened?” 

“It’s hard to tell. All he’s really said so far is ‘Die!’ and ‘Y/N-chan!’” 

You snorted. “Sounds like Katsuki to me.” 

Midoriya rubbed the back of his head awkwardly. “Do you need any help? I can stay until it wears off, I know how much work children are.” 

“No, no,” you said, waving a hand dismissively. “I’ll be alright. You’ve got to finish your patrol, right? I’ll call you later and tell you if anything’s happened.” 

“Alright.” He leaned in and studied Katsuki’s face. “So strange. He looks just like when we were kids together.” 

Katsuki growled at him and made biting motions. 

“Hey!” you chided. “Don’t be rude, Katsuki. He’s trying to help you.” 

Katsuki grumbled and hid his face in your neck in shame. You rolled your eyes and gave Midoriya an apologetic smile. “Sorry. Seems like he hasn’t changed much.” 

“It’s alright,” he chuckled, taking a step back. “I’ll leave you to it. Call me if anything happens!” 

You closed the door and locked it. Katsuki whined and struggled in your arms until you took him into the kitchen and set him in one of the chairs. He playfully slapped his hands on the table and bounced in his seat, looking at you with those familiar, crimson eyes. 

You took the seat next to him, unsure of what to do next. “Are you hungry?” you asked him. 

“Guhhh!” was all his reply. 

“Food?” 

Katsuki stuck his fingers in his mouth and giggled. 

You sighed and got up from the table to make him something to eat. Maybe if you made his favorite food, it would make him change back faster...or...something.... 

As you moved around the kitchen preparing some spicy curry for him, you forgot he was a child and that children love getting into trouble, especially one like Katsuki. A few minutes had gone by and you no longer heard his toddler-babble at the table. You glanced over your shoulder and nearly dropped the bowl of rice in your hands. 

“Katsuki, no!” you cried, running over to where he had his pudgy little fingers inches from the hot stove. You whisked him away and returned him to his seat at the table. “Don’t touch that, you’ll hurt yourself.” 

He sniffed, burying his face in his arms. You gently pulled his hands away so you could look at him in the eye. 

“Stay here,” you told him, tapping the table. “Don’t move.” 

He pouted, but remained seated. 

Satisfied, you turned your back and finished making his meal. You ladled the spicy curry over the rice and returned to the table, where he was getting antsier and antsier by the second. He whined and grabbed for the bowl. 

“Nuh-uh,” you chastised, holding it away as you sat beside him. “It’s hot. We have to let it cool down.” 

“Hungry!” he complained, kicking his little feet in his chair. 

“Katsuki,” you warned. He huffed and crossed his arms, glaring at you with those eyes. His mop of blonde hair seemed even more wild than it usually was. Maybe that’s how it looked when he was a child. You reached out and pushed a strand out of his eyes. He scrunched his nose and ducked from your hand. 

When you were satisfied that the food was cool enough to eat, you pushed the bowl towards him. Katsuki stared at it, and then at you, and then back to the bowl. It was as if he had never seen something like it before in his life. 

“Here,” you said, picking up the spoon and scooping it into the bowl. You held your hand underneath it to keep it from dripping everywhere and pushed it towards Katsuki’s mouth. “Say ‘ahhhh’.” 

“Ahhhhh,” he repeated, opening his mouth and taking the bite. His little eyes lit up with happiness, immediately chewing and swallowing and opening for another one. You chuckled and fed him more, until he had finished the entire bowl. 

“Good job!” you said, folding your hands and smiling at him. “Did you get enough?” 

Katsuki responded with a yawn, his tiny hands rubbing his eyes. He looked like he was about to fall asleep in his chair. 

“C’mon,” you said, picking him up. His head fell against your shoulder as you carried him to the bedroom, where you gently placed him underneath the blankets. Katsuki was already fast asleep when you patted his head, shaking your head in disbelief. “Demon child.” 

You decided you would take a nap too, out on the couch. Somehow watching a child for a few mere hours was exhausting. As you stretched your legs out and yawned, you decided you would call Midoriya when you woke up again. 

“Hey, dumbass.” 

You blinked your eyes groggily, not sure what time it was or where you were. The apartment was dark and there was drool on your pillow. 

“Katsuki?” you groaned, sitting up on the couch. “Are you...are you back to normal?” 

“Yeah,” he growled, and you felt the couch dip as he sat down next to you. “Stupid Quirk. I hated every minute of it.” 

“Wait, so you were aware of what was going on?” you asked, scooting closer to him. “The whole time?” 

“The whole time,” he said. He gave you a sideways glance, a sly grin on his face. “I can’t believe you cooked and fed me curry.” 

“I did what I thought you wanted!” you protested, crossing your arms. “I have no idea how to take care of kids.” 

Katsuki chuckled. “You seemed to know what you were doing.” 

“You were so cute,” you said wistfully, “so tiny.” 

“Watch it,” he warned. “I’m not cute. Or tiny.” 

You wrinkled your nose. “You’re a little cute. Wait--if you knew what was going on, why did you go to touch the hot stove, dumbass?” 

“Because, dumbass,” he said, glaring at you, “I wanted to see what you would do. Turns out you’ve got some pretty fast reflexes. I think our kids will be just fine.” 

Your cheeks turned pink. “Our kids?” 

Katsuki gave you a pointed look. “Yes, our kids. Don’t tell me you’ve never thought about it.” 

“I’ve thought about it,” you admitted with a hidden smile. You felt giddy as you snuggled into his side, resting your head on his chest. “Our kids.” 

“Our kids.” 

[shoichee]

Hey luv! I just got my braces off and I don’t know if I like myself with or without them cause yah girl has ✨confidence issues✨ so can you do the GoM + Kagami and Teppei thanks my savior

OH, rn i have braces too (although they’re ceramic and harder to see) but I definitely can understand the apprehension when you have them taken off after for so long;; 

the amount of characters requested actually exceed the rules, but since i’ve taken a while to get to your request, i’ll still do them but they will be shorter^^ THANK YOU FOR STICKING BY THIS BLOG AND READING MY STUFF <3

[Headcanons]

Kuroko Tetsuya

right away, he notices that something was amiss with you, and asks upfront if anything was bothering you

you replied hesitantly, but while you talked you held up a hand in front of your mouth:

“Um… I don’t know if I like how I look right now…”

Kuroko stares at your nervous eyes and then looks down to your hand in front of your mouth before asking why

“Just got my braces off, and I feel a bit… weird without them? I feel like I look strange without them…”

“Do you mind if I see you?” he asks, softening his eyes at you

“W-Well… you’re not someone to judge, I know, but don’t… laugh or anything.”

“I won’t, (y/n)-san.”

he slowly brings your hand down and you slowly smile to reveal your teeth to him, and he gives you the purest smile… and that catches you off guard so badly like… YOUR TEETH GOT HIM TO SMILE LIKE THAT??? DAMN, MAYBE YOU SHOULD SMILE EVERY SECOND TO SEE SUCH A TREASURE—

“(y/n)-san, I think you look wonderful,” he muses, bringing your same hand that was in front of your mouth into his own hand with a gentle squeeze. “I’m sure everyone who sees you will think the same.”

ah Kuroko, the individual who has a knack in comforting people with his genuity (example: see Momoi)

whenever you do have those moments of self-consciousness again, he’s always there to calmly reassure you otherwise

Kise Ryouta

IMMEDIATELY sees your teeth when you talk, and freaks out like a little kid on Christmas

“(y/n)-cchi! (y/n)-cchi!!” he hoots around, pointing at his own teeth. “You got your braces off today! You look amazing!”

when you hesitate and tell him that you’re not so sure about yourself without your braces, he pinches your cheek and gives a little dramatic huff

“But (y/n)-cchi…! Come onnnn, trust me!” he says, giving a signature pout, and you laugh at his antics

“Ohhh, do that again! Do that again!” (he craves for your laughs, and he wants more)

he definitely tries to get you to smile and laugh to get you more comfortable with your braceless teeth

whether you have braces or not, he doesn’t mind so much because what he really cares about is your smile, and if he sees your teeth showing, braces or without, it means that he knows he’s doing a good job in making you comfortable and happy

while he showers you in praises every single moment, when you feel really down, he takes an extra measure or two to cuddle you gently while being much softer in delivering those compliments

always gives a daily compliment to give you a serotonin boost

Midorima Shintarou

he’s confused… why would you be upset that you got your braces off? you looked great before and even now, so does the fact of braces really change your perception of your appearance that much?

he won’t make any comment on your new appearance unless you bring it up to him and ask for his opinion/reassurance

he’s just happy for you that you have another milestone of your life, and not to mention, braces generally promote better oral health and fix misaligned bites

“Hm? What do I think of how you look? D-Don’t be ridiculous… What am I supposed to say?”

“Well, I just… think I look a little odd… I kind of… want my braces back.”

“You know you can’t do that, nanodayo,” he sighs. “So much money, effort, and care were invested into your teeth for many years. You did the most you could to take care of them and achieved the goal you set out for yourself when you first got braces, correct? That isn’t something to be ashamed of, nanodayo.”

despite his lecturing, his words do have some merit, and Midorima’s words were comforting in his own way

“But Midorima, um… sorry for annoying you,” you say, giving a chagrined smile

Midorima takes a good look at your exposed teeth for the first time and widens his eyes in a fluster before turning his eyes back to his astrology book

“I-I-It’s nothing.”

bonus: he’s definitely that one fussy parent who forces you to wear your retainers religiously, NO EXCUSES—he doesn’t want the whole process to be all for naught just because you got lazy in wearing a simple metal thing

Aomine Daiki

idiot #1

“Whoa, your teeth look different,” is something he would say tactlessly

immediately, you slapped your hands over your mouth at his words

forgive him, he usually says what’s on his mind with no filter and consideration

by then, he’d realized that the tone of his words was poorly delivered and would try to correct himself before he says anything more to dig himself a deeper grave

“Er, sorry, what I mean is… I didn’t know you were gonna have them off today…”

that actually made you more self-conscious and you try to flee from the scene

“W-Wait, hey!”

insert Aomine clumsily explaining that he didn’t mean to be tactless with his words and that he just meant that he was surprised in a good way

definitely shows you a lot more wholesome affection in addition to his usual PDA, but you wonder what he thought about your new “appearance,” so to speak

“What kinda question is that?” he scoffs. “You’re still hot and always will be.”

if there’s one sure benefit to his blunt words, it’s that his straightforwardness can easily dispel all your doubts and clear up any misunderstandings in one go

if you’re still doubtful about yourself, he’ll gladly resort to action to prove his point… perhaps makeout sessions with him would become a lot more exploratory and… just putting it out there, but we will leave this up to your imagination

anywho, he’s not afraid to give you more direct kisses to try to show you that he doesn’t care about your teeth and your lack of braces

definitely would tell out-of-pocket jokes and laugh more to get you to grow comfortable; after all, smiling is contagious right? who can resist Aomine’s smile???

if someone tried to make you uncomfortable by drawing everyone’s attention nearby in how you got your braces off, whether intentional or not, he’s scaring them away, no questions asked and he’s taking you away from the scene

Murasakibara Atsushi

“Oh…” he says with his usual drawl. “You got them off, Chibi-chin?”

it was a usual day with him tucking his own head into his arms to nap on the table when you walked up to him apprehensively, and he immediately notices your presence but lazily picks up his head to look at you when he noticed

“Er… yeah…”

he slightly tilts his head to the side like an inquisitive child to silently question what was wrong

“It’s nothing really! Just feeling tired… not in the talkative mood today.” as you said this, he noticed that you were more… tight-lipped, speaking in a quieter manner as if you were trying not to show your teeth as much as possible

he beckons a languid hand over and you reluctantly sit by his side, your face still slightly turned away

you thought he was just going to go back to sleep like he always does, but imagine your surprise when he easily picks you up from the side and placed you on his lap, face-to-face

Murasakibara then pulls your cheeks apart, revealing your pearly whites to him

“H-H-Hey!! Lert… gorw!”

“Don’t wanna.”

“I’m… serwious!”

he stares at you impassively for a few moments before he suddenly lets your cheeks go and yawns

“... you look fine, Chibi-chin,” he mumbles, and he sets you off his lap before getting up with a stretch. “Besides, now that you don’t have braces anymore, you can finally eat whatever you want right…?”

“I… guess I can…”

and he’s already reaching for your hand to tug you to the nearest takeout with a slight shine of excitement in his dark pupils

“Chibi-chin, we can finally eat those candy apples together you’ve always craved for, lots and lots…”

he’s very fixated on you eating with your braceless teeth for the next few weeks with a small smile on his face, because you enjoying the food you eat are some of the simplest joys he loves when he’s with you (and you hadn’t been able to do that because your braces forbidden you from eating a list of things)

definitely drags you out for food outings a lot more for the next few weeks

he tries his best in trying to make you not think about your teeth and your self-consciousness about them in his roundabout way (note: see his cheek pulling, distracting you with your favorite snacks, etc.)

he’s not someone to make any deal out of it because worrying over such a trivial thing is annoying to him, but nonetheless he certainly wants to make sure that nothing is bothering you because that’s the greatest inconvenience (since he doesn’t like to see you in such a state)… you being upset and worried makes him upset and worried, after all

Akashi Seijuro

he immediately understands that feeling of self-doubt/self-consciousness, but nonetheless he compliments you to let you know that he truly finds you desirable/beautiful inside and out

still, words alone sometimes don’t convince you and even when he gives physical affection to comfort you, there’s still that nagging feeling of how you felt about your teeth

and he’s totally okay with that, and he knows that feeling very well himself (regarding having inner voices that taunt him)

rather than constantly hammering in compliments because he knows that at some point they’d feel more disingenuous the more he says them, he offers you to help overcome the self-consciousness on your own terms

Akashi offers the suggestion of wearing face masks (not necessarily the surgical ones, but the cute/plain colored masks you’d see around!) if you have certain days where you feel low about your braceless teeth

he’d be quite sly and teasing all the while; whenever you wear your cute mask for the day, he’d be a lot more affectionate with the PDA and give pecks on your lips… but the mask is always in the way, preventing you from feeling actual contact with his own lips

he can tell you’d definitely get pouty when you don’t really feel those kisses and he simply laughs and walks on

“You…! I know you only try to kiss me when I have the mask on! Don’t play dumb with me!”

“Hm? Is it really a crime for me to show physical affection to the person I love?”

he eventually does help you coax you out and become comfortable, and your face masks would eventually be stored away in a drawer

he rewards you for being strong in overcoming your own doubts:

“To celebrate your strength in overcoming a huge milestone, what would you like your reward to be?”

“For starters, give me back all those kisses you tried to give me throughout all the times I wore a mask!”

“Of course,” he chuckles, moving closer to your lips. “How could I ever resist you when you’re this stunning?”

Kagami Taiga

idiot #2 (see idiot #1)

unlike idiot #1, idiot #2 doesn’t notice the change on your teeth, at all

he doesn’t know why you’re fidgeting around or acting really, really strange… were you hungry? upset at him for something he didn’t realize he did wrong?

so after a few days after you got your braces off, he finally asks:

“Is there something wrong? Did I do something to upset you?”

poor guy doesn’t know if he was at fault or if he was missing something, and he physically holds his head to try to recall EVERYTHING for the past week

you reassure him that it wasn’t anything like that, but you still had furrowed brows and you were very careful in how you were talking

Kagami thinks you haven’t eaten and offers to make dinner, but eating in front of him for some reason really didn’t sound like a good idea to you so you declined

you’ll eventually tell him that you just felt a bit self-conscious after your braces got taken off

“Huh?”

he stares at your teeth for a very long time, and you immediately regret it, not wanting to draw his attention to you like that

he snaps out of his intense daze and immediately apologizes for making you uncomfortable

“M-My bad… I just didn’t notice until you told me.”

“Really?” you ask, slightly relieved that the change wasn’t as drastic as you thought it would be

“Er, yeah…” he mumbles, scratching his cheek, “you look good, by the way…” but by the time he finished his compliment, it came out as a cough

you can only laugh in relief, knowing that everything he says is always earnest and sincere

Kiyoshi Teppei

definitely noticed that your braces were off, but pretends to not notice until you bring it up yourself because he’s quite sharp and in tune with other people’s emotions

so he treats you like he always does, being the sweet “airhead” that he is, and he waits until you bring it up yourself (because he knows how self-conscious you were about your lack of braces)

you yourself are confused… like… was Teppei actually dense? was your whole inner dilemma not a big deal like your mind thought it would be?

you tug on his sleeve one day and ask him if he noticed your teeth, pointing to them all the while

and he immediately chastises himself (“silly me”) for not noticing, and he tells you that you were beautiful either way, and whether you had braces or not didn’t change that inherent fact (and that was his “reason” for not noticing to reassure you)

all while giving his easy going chuckles and ruffling your hair

laughs at your shyness at his words, not because it’s funny or anything but he truly finds you adorable

once you get comfortable without giving a second thought about your braces gone, he just drops the truth bomb on you so casually like:

“Ahhhh (y/n)-san,” he sighs in nostalgia. “You were really cute when you were so shy about getting them off, you know that?”

“Now wait a second…”

“Hm?”

“What did you say?”

“That you’re really cute.”

“No, no, the other part.”

“Whenever you get shy.”

“That is not what I mean and you know that—”

“Aww, you’re being really cute right now, (y/n)-san. Don’t tempt me to carry you around when I just finished with my physical therapy.”

[msawesomehalffinishedfics]

Would you stop bleeding on my couch? Sean Wallace imagine

A/N: I’m sorry, this took me forever to get to writing, mostly because I haven’t gotten around to watching Gangs of London to the end, and I just had exams and have been overwhelmed by life. But I am actually proud of this very finished imagine (Which is ironic for a blog called half-finished-fics, but what can I say? ALSO I kinda played fast and loose with the timeline/storyline. Please request different characters if you'd like, and thank you to @screechingdreamercollectorsblog​ for requesting, and to the anon who was pushing me to write it. I’m slow okay? But worth it? Hopefully? I hope you enjoy, do tell me if you do, or don’t. :) - Em

Sean woke up uncomfortable feeling first the burning pain on his shoulder. Everything came back to him, the ambush, him getting dragged off to a random car. He remembered fading in and out of consciousness, drinking some whiskey to dull the pain. Getting sown together in a dingy bathroom. He opened his eyes and looked around, not remembering where he was, and how long he had been there. He knew his family was probably freaking out. He was a little freaked as well. He looked around the small apartment and did not recognise any of it which made him nervous. He made an attempt to sit up, but groaned in pain as he did so. He heard something from the other room and tried to fumble around for his gun but found nothing. He raised his fists as best he could as the other person walked to the living room. He furrowed his eyebrows when he found a woman standing there, she looked vaguely familiar but not really. She looked at him annoyed which made him keep his guard up.

“Would you relax, so you can stop bleeding on my couch. Which you are replacing by the way.” She said annoyed crossing her arms, he looked at her even more confused feeling weird about being scolded by this woman he did not know. She had saved his life but he knew that was not a guarantee that she was on his side. He was not sure anyone was anymore. 

“Who, the fuck are you?” He spat in his normal demanding voice, if she was going to be rude he could be too, and he needed to know who she was, and where she had put his phone so he could at least tell his family that he was okay. She rolled her eyes at him but walked closer to him, clearly inspecting his wounds while doing so.

“Relax. I worked for your dad, and you. Not usually a nurse, but strange times.” She said sarcastically, he was still unsure about her, but saw no reason for her to lie right away, at least if he could get home to his family soon, he would be sure to pay her off and that would be the end of it. As long as she did not torture him and he did not tell her too much he should be good. Well, more so when he found the motherfucker who had shot him. 

“You ripped your stitches, dickhead.” She said annoyed lifting up his bandage and he hissed a little in pain but looked at her annoyed.

“Well, sorry for sitting up and being defensive, seeing as I woke up somewhere I don’t know without my phone, with a stranger.” He said sarcastically and she scoffed at him which he took a little offence too, no one dared to speak and behave like this around him, yet if she worked for them, she must know who he was and what he was. Meaning she was either bold or just daft, he was betting the ladder. She sighed and got up, reaching her hand out to him.

“Come on. Let’s get you stitched up before you bleed out on my couch.” She said and he looked at her and before she nodded and got down so he could put his arm around her, and she help carry him to the bathroom. She stitched him up in silence after cleaning the wound once again. He recognised the bathroom from the haze and was fed some more whiskey. She started talking again when she was putting the wrapping on it.

“Your phone’s in the kitchen. Took us a little time to crack the code, but I got your mums number and called her, she knows you’re here and alive, for now, told your brother too.” She said calmly now, and he looked at her as she was gently putting the bandage on his wound, if it did not hurt so much he would have thought it would be nice to be treated like this.

“Come on, back on couch, and if you bleed on it one more time. I’m ripping your stitches. K?” She said annoyed he chuckled a little at how she was treating him. He was used to getting respect so it was almost amusing seeing her like that. He laid back down on the couch and groaned a little in pain but did quickly get comfortable. She went to the kitchen for a bit and brought them both back a sandwich which he gladly ate. 

“So, you’ve been out for two days. And yeah, your mother and brother knows you’re here. We’ll move you as soon as they know it’s safe and you can move without ripping up your shoulder.” She said and he nodded taking in the information.

“And then, you’re paying for my new couch.” She said with a confident smirk and he chuckled a little amused at her. She raised her eyebrows and looked him her judgingly.

“I’m sorry, am I amusing you. You’re paying for that couch. I liked that couch.” She said sarcastically maybe even defensively he still could not wipe the smirk off his face, it had been years since someone dared talk to him like that. 

“You are amusing. Because either you don’t know who I am and who you’re insulting. Or you do know, and you’re just daft.” He said and she huffed out a breath annoyed and crossed her arms.

“Oh, I know fully well who you are. Sean Wallace, son of Finn Wallace, ceo of the Wallace coperation, and the London underworld.” She said ending in a sarcastic smile. He raised an eyebrow interested in her response.

“Then you know the last person who disrespected me got beat into a pulp before getting a bullet in his brain.” He said ending with a smirk, she leaned closer to him from her seat across from him, like she was gonna tell him a secret, then she smirked.

“I know. But seeing as you ripped your stitches from sitting up a moment ago, I would love to see you try. Besides, it’s clearly been too long since someone verbally wooped your ass.” She said ending with a sarcastic smirk which was getting on his nerves already. He could not wait till he was well enough to get away from this annoying woman.

“Can you at least tell me who you are?” He asked it being clear now that she did know who he was she just did not care, which was not a good sign. If his own employees were disrespecting him like this, he imagined the other gang leaders were following suit. He wanted so badly to not screw up his fathers legacy, and he already felt like a screw up and then all of this added pressure, he did not need this girl he did not know being annoying with him right now. She just scoffed at him and leaned back.

“Yeah, right. So you can know my name and address? No thanks. You’re probably gonna get me murdered or something.” She said crossing her arms defensively saying it in a matter of factly tone. Sean sighed and decided to be a little open with her.

“Look, unless you try and torture me and infiltrate my life to get information, I can’t really justify using the kind of money it would cost to have someone kill you and clean up afterwards. Okay, luv?” He said earnestly, she looked like she was considering it, but she was still clearly on the defence. But she sighed and uncrossed her arms.

“Promise not to murder me?” She said a little defeated Sean almost chuckled a little at that. Contrary to popular belief and his recent interrogations about his fathers killer, he did not just go around killing people left and right.

“Don’t torture me or sell information about me to the police, and then I promise.” He said calmly and she chuckled a little at how absurd she realised this kind of conversation was. 

“Fine. My names Y/N.” She said sounding a little defeated in giving up this information. Sean smiled a little feeling like he had at least won a little bit of their conversation.

“Well, Y/N, could you get me my phone? I need to get some business in order.” He said and she sighed and nodded before getting up. She walked to the kitchen and back about to hand him the phone before she stopped and he looked at her annoyed both of them knowing fully well he could not just reach for it in his current position.

“For the record, I’m not your servant. So, it’s please, and thank you, got it?” She said annoyed and Sean chuckled a little, he kind of like her. She was definitely bold, and she did not give a shit about how she talked to him. She had spunk. It had been a while since he had met someone who had spunk like that. At least in front of him. He nodded and she gave in and handed him the phone.

“Thank you.” He said a little mockingly as she walked away she flipped him off before entering the kitchen not even turning around. He called his mother to asses the situation. Sadly he was told it would probably be a while since he could be moved to the safehouse and even then it would be risky to move him. No one knew about Y/N, she was after all just a nobody who worked for him who had been at the wrong place at the wrong time. She was pretty safe for the time being. Not that he minded having to spend more time with the woman, she was definitely interesting, in a disrespectful kind of way.

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“Would you quit your whining?” She said annoyed after Sean groaned for the tenth time that day from shifting from his lying position. She was sat at her desk clearly doing something else, but he could not help that he was in pain and her stupid couch was uncomfortable. So he found himself annoyed and glaring at her. 

“I’m sorry, is my pain from my bullet wound annoying you?” He hissed annoyed at her nagging. He sometimes found her sarcasm a little intriguing, but after three days cooped up in her tiny apartment, they were both getting on each other nerves. She smiled at him a little kindly and he sighed a little relieved hoping to finally get an ounce of sympathy from the woman. 

“Thank you, it is rather annoying.” She said sarcastically and he groaned in annoyance once again, she glared at him annoyed now. 

“You could be a bit more considerate since it was less than a week ago I had a bullet in my shoulder!” He said annoyed and she just sighed and looked at him annoyed.

“Well, you snore, a lot. So I guess we’re both making sacrifices here.” She said and he groaned once again in annoyance at her. There was no winning with her. He had been there for a few days and they had done nothing but bicker. It was seriously frustrating.

“Could you stop being a bitch for two seconds! I’m sorry I groan every now and then, but I have been on this couch for a few days and I am uncomfortable. It might have something to do, with the fact that I have home made stitches in my shoulder!” He yelled at her his anger reaching its peak. He knew it was wrong after he said it call her a bitch, but it was all too much right now.

“Fuck off. I’m doing you a massive favour hiding you here. If you could stop being a prick for two seconds and actually be a little grateful towards the woman who saved bloody life, and is currently regretting that decision!” She said back through her teeth clearly annoyed as well. He huffed in anger and tired to turn away from her she just groaned in anger and left the apartment to get some fresh air. 

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Billy came by the apartment and smiled at Sean, bringing some clothes for him. He smiled at his brother and chatted with him for a bit. A little annoyed that he was risking his life to get him a clean pair on knickers. But glad to see him, really glad.

“By the way, Y/N, the girl you’re staying with love her. I was by one of the days you were out. She is the best.” He said and Sean looked at his brother confused, what woman had he met? And had she switched places with the one he was cooped up with.

“Who are you talking about? That girl, hates my guts, and does nothing but bitch about me existing in her space. She is getting on my nerves.” He said honestly and Billy just chuckled a little.

“You’ve just forgotten how real people behave around each other when they’re not scared of disrespecting each other and their territory.” He said and Sean rolled his eyes at him, but still smiled a little.

“You’ll get along. You’re probably gonna have to stay here for a good while anyway.” Billy said and Sean looked at him surprised. 

“What? Why?” He said a little worried and Billy was clearly a little taken back by this.

“Relax. I thought mum told you. She is just worried so says it’ll be a few weeks at least before she’s even thinking about moving you to our safehouse. Guess you’re gonna have to get used to Y/N.” He said with a small smile, and Sean sighed at him a little annoyed at this news. He barely wanted to spend another minute let alone weeks with this girl.

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He got better within the week, and started getting up and walking around a little. He tried to be nicer to the girl since he was stuck with him for a while. He walked into the kitchen when she was cooking one day and smiled a little leaning against the counter.

“It’s good that you’re up and about.” She said casually, but clearly in a natural, which he found a bit frustrating.

“Look, I am trying to be nice here. I know this situation is not ideal, but could we please just try to get the best out of it?” He pleaded a little, he was at the end of his line with being nice and being met with sarcasm. She sighed still having her back turned away from him, but she took a moment before turning to look at him.

“Yeah. Sorry. I really don’t like people in my space, especially bleeding on my couch and bathroom. And even less in longer periods of time. I have lived alone for a long time, I like my space just so, and you’re kinda, disrupting that.” She said honestly not looking him in the eye. He smiled a little, that was perfectly reasonable. Maybe a little too reasonable, but she had so far given him no reason not to trust her. He even saw her get ready for work in the morning and saw the employee badge. It all seemed real. 

“That’s alright. I know I have a bit of a short fuse too, but you are stuck with me. So just tell me what to do. And maybe disrupting your rutine a bit won’t be too bad.” He said smirking a little and she rolled her eyes at him.

“Too far.” She said and he chuckled a little glad he could still push her buttons. She turned back to cooking their dinner.

“By the way, on top of the couch you are also either giving me a raise, or helping pay for food, you eat so much. And stop touching my maltesers!” She said with a small smirk but clearly meaning the last part. He chuckled a little amused and put up his good hand trying to convey innocence.

“Okay, a raise or reimbursement, got it. But I’m not the one who ate your maltesers.” He said trying to convince her. It was him, but he would not admit that. For some reason he found it a bit emasculating that he liked sweets. He was a big strong, badass, gangster and leader of the London underworld. Sweets did not exactly fit his image. He saw that he had clearly failed to convince her, when she snorted.

“Sure. I mean it’s not like there is only two people in this apartment! How are you a mafia boss? You’re a terrible liar.” She said looking at him almost a little baffled at the end. He looked at her a little amused but did take offence to her last comment.

“Shut up. I’m an excellent liar.” He said daring her to tell him otherwise. He knew fully well he could lie like it was nothing. She scoffed again and crossed her arms at him walking a bit closer.

“Riiiight. And what was I exactly supposed to believe right there? We are the only people in this apartment. I know I didn’t take them. Which leaves one other person. What was I supposed to think, that the tooth fairy took them?” She said sarcastically and he chuckled a little and shrugged.

“Well, maybe it’s because it isn’t about something important.” He said and she raised an eyebrow at him clearly getting an idea.

“Okay, try me then? Lie to me.” She said challenging him, he found it a bit intriguing and amusing but took the challenge and stepped a little closer to her.

“It gotta be a little personal, the best lies are. So for example. I would do this.” He said with a smirk, before using his good hand to trace down from her shoulder to her hand before gently grabbing it and lifting it just a bit. He then looked into her eyes at she looked at him a bit shocked but he just smirked, she had asked him to lie to her.

“I think you’re the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. And I really wanna kiss you.” He said slowly and not too high of a volume, but still above a whisper. She looked at him a little stunned but then he pulled back and smirked, a little too proud of himself.

“See? I’m an excellent liar.” He said and she just rolled her eyes at him finally being pulled from her little daze. It was a little intriguing to him that he could make her behave that way.

“Whatever. I could totally tell you were lying.” She said clearly just trying to cover up how weird that had made her feel, he chuckled a little.

“Right.” He said dragging the word out laughing a little at her as looked at him annoyed.

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They did start getting along a lot more. He helped out around the house as best as he could with his shoulder. They seemed to naturally develop their own little rutine around each other. She was still sarcastic and annoying and not taking any of his shit. But it was growing on him a little. He found himself liking that he could annoy her so easily, and she could annoy him so easily. It was like she had direct access to his brains annoyance center. But he liked pushing her buttons, and it was becoming more and more in a joking manner. He was not exactly the type to have friends, but after a week and a half with her, he would not mind calling her that. She was funny and threw popcorn in his face if he disagreed with her or talked during a movie. They had also taken to pushing each other lightly when other was being annoying, of course both being conscious of his still healing shoulder. As time passed and they found themselves more and more at ease in each others company. He almost felt a little awkward having to sit shirtless in front her as she rinsed his wound and put a new bandage on it. It felt almost intimate, which they had not been anywhere near since he had lied to her. It was a lie, or at least back then it was. She was funny, annoying but still, and sweet, and playfull almost. He clearly liked her company, and he liked that she was not afraid of him at all. She was pretty too. He found himself more and more admiring her eyes and smile and the way her hair flowed and especially started noticing when she would walk around the apartment in those tight yogapants on the weekends. He tried to shake all of those thoughts from his head. She tried to stop herself from looking at his shirtless body, it was not like she did not notice, she had needs and she was not blind. But he was also annoying as hell, and a rich prick. But he was also annoyingly sweet sometimes, and funny and he was annoying but there was something weirdly and much to her dismay endearing about how he liked pushing her buttons. As they had spent a lot more time together and learned each others rutines and stuff it was obvious whenever he was annoying now that it was on purpose. And there was something a little thrilling about him, she did not know if it was just her old and she hoped dormant attraction to a little bad boys, or if there was just something about how easily it was for her to get under his skin. It was almost in a sadistic way fun for them to get under each others skin just a little. Besides he was great looking which was hard to avoid with a guy you lived with. His stubbles, his clear blue eyes, his dimples, she had seen him at the office and while there was something about seeing him in his tailored suits his much more casual clothes along with his gold watch was still something she found annoyingly attractive. But she tried to push that thought to the back of her head.

After a month living in her apartment, they were sitting on the couch watch telly when the door opened revealing Sean’s mother, she smiled at Y/N and then Sean. Y/N looked to Sean confused, but he just shrugged signally that he did not know his mother was coming by.

“We found out who tried to shoot you. They’re tied up right now. We can go home love.” Marian said relieved and glad to see her other son unharmed and safe. Sean nodded with a smile, a little excited to go home and sleep in his own bed. 

“That’s good mom. I’ll pack and we can go.” He said and she smiled as he got up to pack she turned towards Y/N who stood up feeling a little out of place now, but Marian just smiled at her kindly.

“I cannot thank you enough for keeping Sean safe. I hope he was not too much trouble. I don’t know how we can ever repay you. But know that you are always welcome in our home if you need anything.” She said taking her hands in hers and looking Y/N in the eyes clearly meaning every word. Marian would do anything to keep her sons safe, and this woman had helped with that. Y/N just smiled and nodded.

“Thank you. No worries. He was a little annoying in the beginning but he has grown on me. Besides, he knows what he owes me.” She said a little amused and the last part a little louder making sure Sean heard it. Sean chuckled as he shook his head at her. She had kept reminding him. He packed the last things before meeting his mother and Y/N in the hall.

“Yeah yeah, couch and a raise, I know.” He said feigning annoyance but smiled fondly at her, she just chuckled and Marian looked between then a little confused but said nothing. 

“Because I don’t want to forget it.” She said a little sarcastically, and he chuckled a little once again.

“Oh, I am not gonna miss that.” He said and she rolled her eyes a little but kept her smile on her face. He smiled at her earnestly now and looked her in the eyes.

“But seriously, thank you, for everything. However reluctantly you did safe my life. So thank you.” He said earnestly, she blushed a little not knowing how to handle him serious all of a sudden, she stood there for a moment clearly happy about how grateful they were not used to being thanked like this. She ended up shoving him lightly out of instinct and just not know how to handle this serious side of him.

“You’re welcome. At least now I can have my maltesers in peace.” She said trying to deflect how weird and awkward and like a school girl with a crush he had just made her feel. He chuckled a little and shook his head, before leaving with his mother.

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They both got back to their normal lives. He started noticing her now that he could go back to the office and they would smile at each other if they did see each other but never talk. It was like an unspoken agreement, that he had his life and she had hers, even if they had both put it on pause for a little month. He somehow missed her couch a little, when he got back to his own bed, it was somehow too soft and he tossed and turned trying to get comfortable in it again. She in turn found herself thinking something sarcastic and turned to say it to him, but stopped herself when she realised it had been a reflex and he was not there anymore. She texted him a picture of her new couch which he had transferred money for. He sent her a smiley back, but they never took it further. He was back in his life. Trying to run a business and a gang while trying to figure out who killed his father. He had too much on his plate, and he definitely did not need anyone knowing there was any more people he cared the slightest about. She hated to admit it, but she was missing him, her small apartment somehow feeling empty without him there. So when she found his shirt with her laundry she first tossed it to a chair nearby thinking she could return it whenever. But that night when she could not fall asleep, missing even his stupid snores, she grabbed the shirt and found herself calmed a little by the familiar scent. He found a black t-shirt that was too small for him, so he figured it was hers he must have grabbed in his haste to pack. He first thought nothing of it but when he could not sleep at night, he found himself reaching for it, it was so familiar now, and somehow calming. He did miss her, and he knew it was stupid and irrational, but he found himself not being able to concentrate and one night he simply had enough. He did not care that it was the middle of the night he got in his car and drove to her apartment, knocking on her door. She opened it and looked at him confused.

“Sean?” She asked and he smiled a little.

“What are you doing here? It’s one in the morning. I have work tomorrow. For your company.” She said sarcastically and he could not help but smile a little more that. He had missed her voice, and her stupid sarcasm. 

“Honestly? I fucking missed you. I just, I have so much to do, between work for the company and the other side of it, on top of trying to find out who killed my dad. And yet, I missed you. So much.” He said earnestly but honestly just a little frustrated with himself. She smiled a little and leaned against her doorframe.

“And who says I missed your ass?” She said challenging him and he smirked a little at her for doing that right now. But he looked her over and grinned a little.

“Well for one, that looks like one of my shirts.” He said and she looked down having not realised that was the t-shirt she had grabbed to sleep in. She looked back at him embarrassed but he was looking at her so annoyingly proud. He did like that she had clearly missed him too, why else would she wear his shirt to bed. He liked it on her. 

“That proves nothing.” She said crossing her arms in protest refusing like always to let him just win. He stepped forward a little confident, so they stood pretty closely. 

“Right. Remember when you told me to lie to you?” He asked and she looked him in the eyes a little shocked. She had tried not to think about that day. She did, but she tried not to. 

“What about it?” She asked clearly some cracks in her sarcastic demeanour which he was proud of that he could do still.

“It’s not a lie anymore.” He said looking at her earnestly. He meant it and he wanted to see if she felt the slightest same way. Her eyes widened a little she was surprised by this but tried to gather herself again.

“So what are you gonna do about it?” She asked not really knowing how to respond and just said the first thing that came to mind. He smirked and got closer to her.

“Well, if you’ll let me. This.” He said before gently putting his hand on her cheek. They looked into each other eyes trying to read the other. Before he finally saw no objection and leaned down letting his lips meet hers. It was gentle at first but soon they both started pulling each other closer wanting more. She walked backwards slowly and he slammed the door behind her, not pulling away from her. He might have been disoriented when he first woke up on her couch, but that was nothing to how she was currently clouding all of his thoughts, but this time, he was not complaining. 

[yandere-plague]

How would the yandere mercs react to a s/o who was absolutely insane, to the point where other mercs were afraid of them? (The s/o acts sweet and innocent around everyone but they seem to find pleasure in murder and death, and even react to horrifying events as if they were nothing?)

Well, considering they love you. I feel like they don't really care? Most of these are the same.

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Scout - he just thinks you're desensitized to everything during battles. I mean, it was quick for him too, everyone just respawns.

Though if he ever catches you killing someone else, he'll be concerned. But wouldn't worry about it too much.

Soldier - one of the mercs who is terrified. Like, you don't even feel a little bad that you are technically killing your friends? (The opposite team of course.)

I feel like he would get medic to try and "fix" you. Though he might take offence to that.

Pyro - *muffled noises*

HA, just kidding! He definitely likes it. As long as doesn't get in the way of anything.

Demo - he thinks you're drunk, it only clicks to him after like a month. Because nobody is drunk for THAT long.

Like everyone else he doesn't really care.

Heavy - hilarious! Go little (y/n)! Why is everyone else afraid of you though. Its normal right?

Medic - the only one who literally does not care, actually finds it cute! Two insane lovebirds! But hey, at least you aint insane enough to love him lol.

He wants you to act like yourself all the time, though you obviously don't want to freak the others.

Definitely into it though 🥴

Oh, those wounded enemies? Strange how they just showed up next to you, oh well. Might as well kill them huh.

Just ignore the camera recording.

Sniper - ay, just calm down will ya?! You just killed a guy. No big deal luv.

Oh you arn't freaking out, thats- oh you're a lunatic.

Ugh, Look if my dad asks anything about you, just say your an assassin like me aight?

Spy - probably into it a LITTLE. Though do expect to be held alot, as if he is literally holding you back from doing whatever it is you were thinking about doing.

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Sorry if this is meh, kind of hard if they all think the same lol.

Left out engi because im tired

[phoenixtakaramono]

Hi! :) I was reading your post about SQH in TUT and it got me thinking. Since this version also wrote SVSSS, when he transmigrates does he realize his "dream" was real? Also, you hinted that he recognizes SY as the same person who transmigrated into SQQ, so now I'm wondering if he tells SY that, and how SY would react to learning he's the protagonist of SVSSS in another universe. I just love thinking about how meta this could potentially get, haha.

Can't wait to find out more! Keep up the good work!

(Follow-Up Post to: Part I, Part II)

@the-legend-of-chel 👏👏👏 Luv, good to see you in my Asks! I’m glad to hear that you’re looking forward to finding out more in The Untold Tale! And thanks for your support and encouragement. 💖

(TUT ch1 - Excerpt)

You’re right. There is a lot of meta potential with older!Airplane Shooting Towards the Sky being the MXTX equivalent in this AU—or, rather, I like to imagine him growing up to be the Stephen King equivalent of modern day China with a prolific portfolio of written works (novels and short stories, and extras). In canon, he churned out a great number of words per chapter and in a speedy amount of time! Do you guys know how miraculous that is, as a writer? I envy him so much! To be able to churn out that much content in a short amount of time, and in a scheduled regimen, is amazing! That’s basically my angle having written this into the prologue of TUT. That’s partially the reason why I wrote ch1. I liked the idea of paying homage to SVSSS and saying that it’s an actual book series in TUT universe that Airplane wrote (as funny as the idea would be, I wasn’t about to let SY be the one to write it, lol, for intellectual property reasons since the PIDW characters belong to Airplane, which would necessitate SY changing names and character appearances if he published what we know as irl SVSSS, so the best I can give SY is saying he wrote his own PIDW fanfic which basically launched his novelist career because he’d realized, hey, I actually have a knack for writing and the ever so spiteful I feel like practically every writer has had this thought before: fine, if I don’t see what I want to read, then I’ll write it myself!)

(TUT ch1 - Excerpt)

We’re approaching TUT spoiler territory so skip below if you don’t wish to be spoiled.

TUT (Meta) Spoilers

I personally love meta. If I’m to be writing a lovestory to SVSSS, there will be attempts at meta thrown into TUT. And this is one of them:

Airplane did “dream” about canon SVSSS. He basically “dreamt” about his favorite black powder fan, Peerless Cucumber

changing events of Airplane’s biggest regret Proud Immortal Demon Way. (As a writer, it embarrasses me to read my old writing. So I imagine it could be the same for Airplane.) As an author, Airplane recognized what he dreamt had potential to be a commercial success as a danmei transmigration story so basically every time he woke up, he would write pieces of what he remembers in a dream journal when the memory was fresh in his brain. It also allowed Airplane the opportunity to show his readers through the perspective of SY! Shen Qingqiu what Airplane had originally wanted to write, but integrated in a way that blends seamlessly into the reading experience. He would’ve thought it was a bit weird and strange that his brain dreamt about his past critic—whom he’d considered a small celebrity in the PIDW forums back then—aka his anti-fan-turned-accomplished-novelist in the writing industry, so he felt embarrassed that his unconscious brain must have thought very highly of the man.

So Airplane omitted any mention of Peerless Cucumber from the final draft of SVSSS (if he mentioned both “Shen Yuan” and “Peerless Cucumber,” then even SY would be like, Hey, wait one moment....). This detail will be included in a later chapter, but did you know the name “Shen Yuan” has come up in other works? Let’s ignore the variations on the Chinese written characters for the name “Shen Yuan.” There was the evil older brother character Shen Yuan from The Rebirth of the Malicious Empress of Military Lineage, a side character named Shen Yuan from a C-drama (I think he was an old minister?), and there’s even an irl visual artist named Shen Yuan. Shen Yuan (Shen Garden) is also a famous romantic garden in Shaoxing, known for the love story between Lu You and Tang Wan.

(Shen Yuan Garden - Trip Advisor Review)

Basically “Shen Yuan” in itself is not a particularly uncommon name in China (imo I would not say it’s super popular either). So when SY saw his name mentioned once or twice in Airplane’s SVSSS—aka rebooted PIDW—during his read-through, he was like, Huh, what a strange coincidence. And then dismissed it as circumstantial and thought nothing of seeing his name come up in a cutsleeve novel as the new protagonist, haha. It’s like a book written by Anne Rice; one of the titles coincidentally has the same name as mine. Now, obviously the book and main character is not based or inspired by me; I just coincidentally share the same name. If I see books which have characters with my same first name, generally I like to read them and sometimes even collect them for my bookshelves. Because there’s something just so fun and interesting about seeing your own name in a fictional piece of work.

There’s also meta joke potential about Airplane dreaming of himself being transmigrated into the cannon fodder Shang Qinghua and seeing the romantic miscommunications between the younger version of himself (his self-insert essentially) and the fictional Mobei jūn character. I can certainly say seeing such dreams would make Airplane question his sexuality and awaken something dormant in him, haha. He’d realize he might not be not as straight as he thought he was, if his brain was capable of dreaming of SY!SQQ being crushed on by LBH, and SQH being crushed on by MBJ and essentially following MBJ around calling him “my king” this and “my king” that. He’ll be sweating bullets when he meets this world’s version of MBJ, because Airplane will definitely remember how the younger Self-Insert version of himself acted toward MBJ in the SVSSS world. (It’s the classic “Just because I dreamed about it happening doesn’t mean it’ll happen here, right? ...Right? Cucumber brother, you’re a fortuneteller! Please check our eight characters for me! I have to know my marriage compatibility with Mobei jūn!”)

In a later chapter, there will be the reveal where Airplane tells Shen Yuan that he “dreamt” of a universe where a younger version of Shen Yuan—having choked on mantou (馒头) (paying homage to the donghua) or just being transmigrated in general after raging at a younger ASTTS’s writing (paying homage to the books)—transmigrated into the Shen Qingqiu we know from SVSSS who married Bing mèi. Because I think it will be hilarious when TUT’s SY finds out about the true source of Airplane’s inspiration, and he’ll naturally freak out over the fact that this is the very same Bing gē from Airplane’s Bing-gē vs Bing-mèi extra and that he’s essentially somehow stumbled on the same path as the alternative younger SY!SQQ “from Airplane’s imagination.” I will leave this open to interpretation if this does show up (it’s just an idea I’m playing with) but I might hint that there might be a higher power at play which allowed Airplane a peek into another universe—which manifested as his dreams.

I very much like this dynamic (we might see this exchange, verbatim, in a future chapter in TUT):

SY/ LBH —> He gave him a disdainful gaze.

Airplane cried inwardly at the oppression and the feeling of being wronged.

Haha, none of this is really Airplane’s fault^ though. It’s a fun parallel and if I’m still motivated when we get to the wedding and consummation chapter, we might see an epilogue where SY and Bing gē from TUT meets SY!SQQ and Bing mèi maybe. Because I think it’ll be funny with the two LBHs getting into a shouting/ fighting match about who has the “superior Shen Yuan” while the two SYs just shake their heads at their silly husbands (and potentially TUT’s SY, as the older party, can impart his fortunetelling wisdom and advice to SY!SQQ).

Personally I can’t wait when we get to those chapters, because I know it’ll be entertaining to write, haha. Personally TUT is a fun project because there’s just so much meta potential that can be incorporated and I have a lot of fun imagining the scenarios.

*Note: like always, keep in mind that these are just my current thoughts. Details are subject to change; things aren’t considered official until they show up in the final draft on AO3. :)

The Novelists’ First Impressions

The first impression SY and Airplane will have of each other will be fun. Because in their perspective, written in my notes it’s essentially like:

(Airplane seeing SY):

His first reaction was shock. Shock because the mere mortal he used to be could not conceive so much charisma being emitted by this guy.

This is definitely a man who had put all of his stats into CHARISMA.

(SY seeing Airplane):

He's suspiciously good looking in ways that normal people are not.

Ah, the Cucumberplane friendship in TUT is going to be so much fun. Not only are these two older souls who transmigrated (both are mid-aged in this universe), they’re both accomplished novelists in their own right in the writing industry. Which means with these two being celestial beings, there’s so many clichés we can playfully poke fun at.

It also makes me laugh because imagine being SY, and seeing a guy (mortal!Airplane) who exudes the same energy as these two imperial princes GIFs:

[wyverian-lady525]

wait...am I going crazy or have we never sent asks about Reverto with a pregnant S/O?! aside from headcanons, maybe he goes away on a quest and his S/O finds out after he leaves. she starts freaking out about not being able to tell him, before he comes back, etc. etc. feel free to just take your own direction with it too ofc; you'd probably have a better idea than me lol

We NEED our himbo in this scenario! 😂 I luv this idea, thank you anon!

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The Best Kept Secret

You have some exciting news to tell Reverto after he comes back from a strenuous quest. Too bad everyone knows before he does.

The hunter has been gone for quite some time. He told you that he was just going to buy some things from the market and be back, and you quote, a jiffy.

It’s been several hours since then.

You just found out something extraordinary and needed to tell him as soon as possible. In a frenzy, you went to the market to see if he was still there for some reason. Nope. In a flash, you were before Lilia and bombarding her with questions figuring she might know something about his disappearance.

“A teostra has been sighted near the Barrens, so I sent him to go take care of it.” She told you.

“What?! But that’s so dangerous!” You freaked out while grabbing her by the shoulders. She just stared at you, confused.

“Y/N, he’s done stuff like this before...and you didn’t freak out then.” She said and you released your grip on her shoulders. With a pout, you crossed your arms and turned to the side.

“This time is different.” You mumbled and Lilia tilted her head to inquire you to continue. With a sigh, you told her your secret.

That’s how the entire Scrivener’s Guild found out about your pregnancy.

Reverto soon came back after that and went to the Guild to report in the success of the quest. He was sore, burned, and just ready to take the longest nap of his life. That’s why he didn’t question why every scrivener was grinning at him like a melynx. 

Lilia was also acting strange. Coy, almost, like she was hiding something. 

However, he didn’t have the energy to question her. Reverto just wanted to get home and sleep. Upon arriving home, he saw you looking more radiant than ever. Glowing almost. 

“Reverto! I’m so glad your home!” You told him with a bright smile as you rushed over to give him a hug. He tenderly wrapped an arm around you being mindful of his bruises. 

“I have something important to tell you.” You said with a grin while pulling away. 

“Can it wait till after I take a nap?” He winced when he saw your reaction. You looked either disappointed or downright pissed.

“Sorry, I just feel so tired and out of it.” Reverto tried to convince you and you eventually sighed.

“Fine. Take your stupid nap.” You said with a slight giggle which caused him to smile in relief that you weren’t mad at him. As he went to the bedroom, you went back out into town. 

Also, you didn’t know who squealed, but somehow the entire city of Lulucion knows you’re pregnant. However, Reverto was somehow oblivious.

“Here dear. For the baby.” An older woman gave you a knitted soft blanket. You smiled and happily accepted the gift as you browsed the marketplace.

“Does he know?” She then asked as she began to organize her goods. You shook your head and she laughed. Throughout your day many people have been giving you congratulations or gifts. You just wished Reverto would hurry up with his nap already.

You didn’t get him. How could a man sleep for three full days?

By the time he came back to the land of the living, he was the only one who didn’t know about his child. You were out of the house at the moment, so he decided to come out as well. As he was walking around Lulucion, many of the citizens were giving him smiles.

“Congratulations.” Some said with grins.

“New additions are always fun.” One man said.

All these comments were confusing the life out of him. Reverto finally found you sitting by the fountain. A small child had given you a couple of daisies which you were gently holding before placing them in your basket. He wondered what you got in there...

“Hi Reverto. Feeling any better?” You asked him while pulling your hair over your shoulder. He sat beside you and nodded.

“Whatcha got there?” He asked while eyeing your basket. You blinked a couple times before grabbing it and showing him all the things the people gave you. Little clothes, soft blankets, and other cute things. 

“Um...?” His confused expression made you giggle. You’ve been waiting so long to tell him, and you weren’t waiting any longer.

“I’m pregnant.” You told him with a shy smile. He blinked a couple times and you laughed again.

“We’re having a baby.” You told him with another smile, light in your eyes. His expression of confusion melted into one of surprise as he smiled. Reverto’s smile soon vanished and he donned a shocked expression.

“How did they know?!” Reverto asked while pointing towards the gift basket.

“Everyone knows.” You told him. He looked so shocked at this fact.

“Everyone knows, and I’ve been here for three days and haven’t heard a thing.” Reverto stated with a frown, crossing his arms. You just tried to hide your laugh with your hand.

“That’s your fault.” You said with closed eyes and a smile. He gave you a side glare before shaking his head and smiling. Then he placed a hand on your flat stomach, and you beamed.

“I know now, and that’s what’s important.” Reverto said with a grin. Some passing people smiled at the sight and some giggled at the fact it took him this long to find out. Reverto put his face close to your stomach and smirked.

“Just you wait little guy, I’m going to show you all the ropes of hunting.” He said to the unborn child. You smiled and couldn’t help but add one more thing.

“Also napping.”

[milkybunbuns]

a s/o w/ dark hair who dyes their hair

w/ tendou, suga + osamu

w/c: 523

warnings: none

a/n: Does anyone know any Haikyuu x child!reader fics, I can’t seem to find any except of Wattpad :(( I need some flufff :3

Tendou definitely supports you and kinda wants you to dye it a wild colour 👉👈 but he doesn’t mind what colour it, he’ll always luv yahh. During the bleaching process you were lowkey surprised it didn’t take that long

Tendou was just hardly sitting in the waiting area jiggling around with impation, he wanted to see what colour your hair was!!

He begged for u to tell him what colour u were going to dye it but you wouldn’t tell him no matter what :((

Once you got out with literally the same hair colour this boy was shook, like weren’t you dying your hair!?

“Ehhhh!!?? Y/n-chaaaan I thought you were dying your hair :((”

You looked lowkey disappointed and told him that ur hair wasn’t bleaching properly cause it turned out this strange colour

Boii feels kindaa bad so he let’s you buy anything you want to get ur mind out of it and makes lil dance shows for u at home where he wears different wigs hehe

You soon forgot about it and instead just used random coloured hair extension, there was one you found online where the extension would light up in different colours :D Even tho ur hair didn’t turn out perfect you didn’t mind after all

Suga is really good at picking up your emotions so when you told him you were going to dye your hair he totally freaked out. Poor baby thought you were feeling insecure and blamed himself for not picking up on it 🥺🥺 But you assured him it wasn’t and you just wanted to dye it because you like (colour) hair

Makes sure to find you a good salon and stays by your side through the whole process even though it smells bad. Welll I’m pretty sure it would, it’s bleach and it’s a salon-

Your hair didn’t go completely white, especially at the roots and you were saad cause you really wanted (colour) hairr

Suga being very smort just told you to get your tips dies that colour and dye the top part back to it’s normal colour

The result was really nice and you thanked him for the idea even tho he said it was no biggie

You are out here in Hyogo, ma’am where are you supposed to find some salon to dye your hair PROFFESSIONALLY? Not just those half-assed ones smhh

After a bit of research, you couldn’t find any good and cheaap salons and you were disappointed

Osamu being the GREAT boyfriend he is offered to dye your hair for you and you had 200% trust in him cause he ain’t Atsumu and wouldn’t be that type to pull a dirty trick on you

Oh ho ho but did you read him wrong

You fell asleep while he was dying your hair for you and he took this chance to grab a random bottle of dye

It was this (colour) dye and he thought you would hate the colour

His prank took a strange turn

When you woke up you actually LOVED 😍 the colour and thanked him giving him a bit fat smooch to thank him uwu

[wendy130]

Wendz do you have any Hc’s of tiny mushroom prince George who got send away from his kingdom and gets found by human!dream?

Cuz I’m drawin smth- and you help me a lot, always lmao-

(luv ya)

//hghhgggh I hate Tumblr, I had a whole post and then it got deleted D”:<

//So here’s only a few of the hcs

//Also, please excuse me for my lack of mushroom knowledge, it’s very limited-

//Also yus, I love yer drawings <33

- Dream found George sleeping under a mushroom

- Tiny mushrooms tend to flourish wherever George walks (somehow) so if he ever goes wandering around, Dream just needs to find a strangely straight and condensed line of tiny mushrooms.

- Depending on George’s mood, the mushrooms that grow around him change. Maybe more edible types grow when he’s in a good/neutral mood and more dangerous mushrooms grow when he’s angry/sad/scared.

- George likes being in dark, cool, and/or humid places!

- You’ll usually see him resting on Dream’s shoulder hiding under the pulled-up hoodie because it’s somewhere that gives shade. He also likes hiding in Dream’s hoodie pocket.

- He loves going outside after it has rained because of all the cool, wet water on the grass. He loves going to the trees and running his hand against the bark to make more mushrooms. The mushrooms that pop up around him grow faster when there’s dew around or if the area is humid.

- George has run outside while it was raining multiple times and Dream has repeatedly freaked out because of that. The first time George did that Dream had ran after him only to see the little mushroom boy running around trees and bushes playing with the flora.

- Y’know those mushrooms that grow on trees and look like little platforms? George loves trying to sit on those or even make a little staircase outta them so he can climb up the tree (the mushroom might break because of George’s weight but shush hfgkldsf). 

- George tends to sleep in Dream’s hoodie because using his mushroom abilities does take its fair share of energy out of him (the mushrooms that grow based on his emotions don’t really count as it takes a minuscule amount of energy from him to the point where it’s unnoticeable).

- I saw a cute picture of mushrooms posing as chairs and a table with a miniature tea set and George would definitely try doing this with Dream’s help.

- If George was living with Dream, he’d have a little corner filled with a lotta flora. Mushrooms would litter the walls and flowers would dot around his enclosed. It most likely wouldn’t be apart of Dream’s house because that would ruin his house but maybe he has a tiny enclosure or something.

- That doesn’t mean that Dream’s house isn’t littered with mushrooms though. George tends to accidentally leave a trail of mushrooms wherever he walks, but he does try getting rid of them by somehow reverting his mushroom abilities.

- Maybe Dream has a greenhouse and that’s where George’s humble abode is! Having George there is a huge help since he has a positive influence on the plants.