#hugs and arm touches and stuff For Funsies

[cerealmonster15]

idr if i said this already bc i think about it all the time but cater being casually physically affectionate + riddle being touch starved [and unaware of this fact about himself] is so real 2 me

[isavulpix]

Late Nights

Jason Todd x Fem!Reader

I wrote this after watching a lot of sad DC edits in TikTok, I need more happy edits about the Batfam and Dickkory. This was mostly for funsies so sorry if it's shit.

Warnings: English isn’t my first language so there will be errors, and characters may be OOC. Fluff? Fluff.

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It was late at night, and you had a bad night after stopping Mr. Zsasz from killing some innocent people, you guessed they were tourists because who walks in Gotham streets at night with no protection? The good thing was that the night was over, and you could head back home to wash the day off.

Entering the apartment, your gaze falls on the dirty boots beside your shoe rack, and then the black leather jacket on the couch. You sigh annoyed and move the items to their respective places, how many times will you need to remind him of these things? You walk into your room knowing that he is there and as much as he annoys you, you can’t help but feel happy that, for a change, he is the one home first.

Inside the room, you see the familiar figure of the man you love sprawled on your bed reading a book. It must be that special edition Jane Austin book he ordered some months ago. “How did patrol go?” He asks you while turning a page of the book and you walk behind a folding screen to undress from your suit.

“It was fine, nothing I couldn’t handle” You walk to your bathroom to take a quick shower. When you come back, he moves your suit to where you usually place it, and you can't help but roll your eyes. “If only you did that with your stuff” You smile when he wraps his hands and arms around your form. He was saying something, but you were more occupied robbing his body heat, it was a cold night and Jason's big form was enough of a heater for you.

What makes you come back to reality is the sudden push. “Jason!” You groan when you feel his body waiting over you. “Ugh! Scoot over, you're too heavy” You try to move away but he tightens his hold so you it was more you moving like a wiggly worm.

“No, now shut up and stop moving. I'm trying to relax” You scoff at his response, but do as he says, letting him get comfy. That’s how he ended up with his head between your breasts, arms around your waist, and one of your hands caressing his hair. You liked to twirl the white strikes of hair he had, sometimes even braiding them.

 “I guess work was good today since you’re here early”

“Mm…it was fine, nothing I can't handle” You roll your eyes when he uses the exact words you used earlier so you tug the hair you were twirling.

“Very funny, Todd” Jason moves his head up, now his chin resting between your breasts while smirking.

“I know, sweetheart maybe I should quit and become a comedian” He leaves a kiss where his chin was resting.

“Please, don’t. I love you, but not enough to maintain you after your comedian career crashes, plus you would grow too bored without some action in your life” You could feel your cheeks heating up when you feel him smiling against the skin of your chest. “Not that kind of action!” Now you can feel the heat of your cheeks expanding to your ears.

Jason only laughs at your embarrassment. “Really?” He moves his hands to touch your hot cheeks. “Because this is telling something different” Jason smiles when you groan and try again to move away from him, but he doesn’t let you. He wraps his arms yet again around you but this time you two lay facing each other.

“Your so annoying” You mumble when you feel one of his hands grabbing your ass, but you move your arms to hug him closer.

[honeyhonest]

my brain has been infected with chenya I'm afraid he's so silly

I feel like he's super chill about people touching his tail but ears are reserved for close ones

purrs 100%

aftercare is cuddles and purring and just wrapping his arms all over his partner and having that Cheshire smile of absolute delight or that serene expression with closed eyes and super gentle super laid back smile

wraps his tail around his partner sometimes...... for funsies. he's so whimsical. probably does it when fucking too why not lol

sometimes one might wake up in the morning and find him staring. Just staring with a smile..... maybe eating you out if you consented to stuff like dat....

loves horror movies.... if his partner is scared of them he will gladly pull them into a hug. if they commentate it he'd snicker with them. he's just in here for a ride.

bitie.s.......... hehe.

as I mentioned earlier I think he has insane tongue game

eughhhhhGAHHH

brainrot anon is still brainrotting

more che'nya love... the world needs this. he's got that mouth thing going on I bet he loves giving head. and biting. and giving you hickeys in front of everyone. that fact that his UM turns him invisible is really underutilized because he could just start groping or fingering you in class and no one'd notice. you walk into potionology normal and walk out covered in hickeys. how'd those get there? uhhh must've been a potion mishap

[crimsonblackrose]

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Ah heck yeah, the banana boat with Johnny and Daniel. Finally. That's kind of nice actually, driving past all the places mentioned in the show. Like all the restaurants and stuff they've hung out in.

Okay cute. I do wish they'd been able to find that limited edition prototype Avanti of Johnny's. It would've been a nice touch but who knows what happened to that thing.

Omg did Daniel return Cobra Kai, the original dojo to Johnny? Because I mean that would be freaking sweet and a wonderful gesture. Also as much as I love these two driving around and this possible amazing gift...what happened with ST? Aww he didn't buy it but he got the price knocked back down and got Johnny set up so he could train Tory and Miguel back at home. TT_TT I love it.

Just expect that I'm screaming for the rest of these episodes because omg. We finally dug into the wound, cleared it out, and are truly healing. Aww Daniel admitting that Johnny Lawrence's Cobra Kai is different then Silver and Kreese's and because it's Johnny's it's okay as long as it's his version.

Johnny time to get to cleaning again. On the one hand I do truly love this gift and what it all means. But on the other hand Tory and Miguel have their fights tomorrow and Daniel pretty much just said you can't use my dojo since you're cobra kai. Like I know that's not what it means but it also like you gave him a huge clean up project when he's already busy with prepping his students when your dojo is already set up. Lol Silver you're pissed? Weren't you the one who said "Cobra Kai never dies"? I feel so bad for Wolf's students. Yikes. And now Axel is just going to break all of his teammates arms. Oof.

Aw I was going to be really sad that Daniel might be bowing out and their teamwork/friendship would just sorta...step aside, but the fact Daniel and Sam are delivering supplies. I love that. Oh they're all coming. Hell yeah!

There's something actually really nice about that because Hawk is one of the students who refused to go with him when Kreese took over. Awww all the Miyagi-dos are here to help them train even Kenny and Anthony!!!! Omg is that Amanda standing on the sidelines in the dojo too? Oooh Axel versus Silver??? NICE! Aww Miguel and Johnny sitting in the parking lot of the strip mall.

This is an amazing conversation.

YEAH HE IS. It's really sweet that Johnny accepted that Miguel wants to honor him but turned it back on him. He didn't push it away but also pointed out how hard he's worked, how great he is and that he should also do this for himself and to honor all that hard work.

Aw Sam teaching Tory the drum technique. Aww the Torry LaRusso family heart to heart. Aww Demetri changing from MIT to go to Caltech to be with Hawk. So happy for the binary bros.

The feels are just going to keep hitting aren't they?

Did Miguel write Sam a card? Freaking adorable. It's even ocean themed. Lol the cover is a pun.

The way this was choreographed is wild. It's like a fascinating dance. I like that Johnny was giving Tory a great speech but she didn't hear it and needed to be snapped out of it and the only one who could do that was Robby. YEAH TORY NO MERCY. omg lol Yoon would be so proud she knocked Zara's tooth out. WAY TO GO TORY

Oh good she finally got a good hug. A whole parade of them. It's what she deserves and needed. I also like that she finally got a real win, not a win that Silver bought. Oh no not Miguel finding out right now right before his tournament that Sam is going to Okinawa. Damn it. Girl why'd you even bring that with you? It's also only for one year is what she said. You all survive it's fine. OMG DANIEL USING COBRA KAI NEVER DIES AT SILVER. "Haven't you heard? Cobra Kai never dies." omg Silver's so pissed that he just turns and walks away. lol. That was so og Daniel. Proud of him. Look at him no longer being scared and being a little shit again for funsies. Miguel forever being the best boy. Ope Axel's pissed.

[je-suis-problematique]

Just some Pharo X Rolan things

Pharo first meeting Rolan at the grove and immediately being smitten because he finds Rolan attractive and also likes his attitude, the more sass the better. He likely encourages Rolan to stay and fight to protect the refugees and probably even strokes Rolan's ego a bit in an attempt to lowkey hit on him. Maybe in between all the running around and killing goblins and such Pharo even manages to find some time to tell Rolan and his siblings about Nescan and specifically the tieflings in Corelto. Maybe Rolan doesn't believe Pharo at first when he says he's from an entirely different world because his story just sounds so batshit without the proper context but if Elturel can sink down into Avernus on a random Wednesday then perhaps Pharo could be telling the truth. Pharo does push Rolan's buttons here and there for funsies because he thinks Rolan is cute when he's flustered but he mostly stays respectful and besides, he doesn't have that much time to spare for flirting anyway. Not at the moment at least. Cal and Lia are 100% aware of what's happening though and tease the fuck out of Rolan for it.

Pharo going out of his way to at least TRY and make Rolan's stay at the grove more comfortable by bringing him things like food and various interesting trinkets from his travels around the area. He doesn't neglect Cal and Lia either, bringing them stuff as well, but most of his focus is on Rolan. Pharo isn't the best cook but he'd try to recreate some of his mom's cooking on the road and save some for the three tieflings for example, or maybe hold onto interesting books and enchanted items he'd think Rolan might want to have. Rolan is.... not ENTIRELY ungrateful but he's not sure how to react to Pharo's attention at first. He's a bit preoccupied with everything that's been happening and his main concern is the safety of his siblings so having some human court him in the middle of all that is a bit weird but not completely unwelcomed. He can't help but wonder if Pharo has some sort of ulterior motive behind his affectionate gestures but he treats Cal and Lia alright and isn't pushy or anything so maybe it IS actually kinda nice to receive little snacks and gifts every now and then, even if he doesn't NEED the extra help. Still, Rolan keeps Pharo at arm's distance most of the time.

Pharo tries to shoot his shot with Rolan at the tiefling party with Cal and Lia's help and that goes.... not terribly wrong but also they don't immediately fuck or anything. Pharo is very shy and awkward about it but he basically just tells Rolan that he's been into him ever since they first met and that it's okay if Rolan isn't interested but that he's hoping he'll at least be willing to give him a chance. Rolan is Not Sober but he's sober enough to tell Pharo that a relationship with him will be difficult and that he doesn't trust easy and that honestly why does Pharo even bother when he could go and get laid with practically anybody else (the wine brings The Insecurities to the surface) but Pharo says that he doesn't want just anybody, he wants Rolan. The only thing that happens that night is that they hold hands and MAYBE hug.

Rolan is trans and has Trauma so he's very wary and hesitant when it comes to intimacy even though he craves it. Cal and Lia were basically the ones who decided that Pharo would be good for Rolan because Rolan himself would never openly admit to liking Pharo back. THEY were the ones to corner Pharo during the tiefling party and tell him that hey, they know he's into their brother and hey, their brother likes him back but won't ever admit it, and they're going to make sure Pharo has a moment alone with Rolan but if Pharo hurts Rolan in any way, shape, or form, they'll string Pharo up by his innards but also PLEASE just go talk to our emotionally constipated brother.

Pharo and Rolan stay in touch through letters while they're both on the road but Rolan goes radio silent after Cal and Lia get taken to Moonrise. When Pharo finds Rolan in the shadow-cursed lands their reunion isn't a pretty one and they kinda-sorta have a huge fight but Rolan apologizes after Cal and Lia are safe again. Rolan does tell Pharo that he's free to end their relationship whenever but Pharo is Stubborn and says he won't end things just because they fought or will fight more in the future. Rolan then adds that he knows he's hard to love (vulnerability whom?) but that he appreciates Pharo's resolve to see past his walls. They hold hands again. Actually they probably kiss and hold each other. Listen this bitch is a slow burn it frustrates us too since we usually don't do those.

Baldur's Gate is where things get Spicy and by Spicy I mean extremely tender sex after the whole thing with Lorroakan because when Pharo finds out. BOY, WHEN PHARO FINDS OUT. Lorroakan actually reminds Pharo a lot of Tarantino so he's extra angry when dealing with him on top of already being angry because he was abusing his partner. It's a replacing-Lorroakan's-touch-with-my-own type of situation for Pharo because, uh, knowing ourselves, it probably didn't end in physical violence for poor Rolan and we think Lorroakan might have raped him too. Surprisingly enough though Rolan was the one who initiated the intimate act, not Pharo. It was still good though. Slow, tender, romantic. Pharo relating to Rolan on a fundamental level and telling him about his own experience with abuse when he was a kid, telling him about his mom and how he witnessed her being abused too growing up. Rolan feels SAFE with Pharo and Pharo is honored.

Rolan does eventually admit to Pharo that part of the reason why he was so hesitant to open up to him was because he figured Pharo would want to go back to his homeworld after dealing with the Elder Brain/the parasite and that he would never choose to stay with Rolan in Faerûn because what if Rolan was just a temporary fling to ease the loneliness or something, what if Pharo had someone else he liked more back in Nescan? But Pharo explains that even though he still has to go and kill Tarantino his new home will always be Faerûn by Rolan's side, if Rolan will have him that is. Rolan does his best to hide the fact that he is overjoyed and even offers to help Pharo hunt for Tarantino. Hells, even Lazarus abandons Nescan to stay with Astarion. I like to think that they figure out a way to travel back and forth between the two worlds and that Pharo takes Rolan to visit Corelto one day, introduces him to Tiberius and everything, shows him what a microwave is LMAO. All is well in the end, even if their story isn't truly over yet.

[itsactuallywhitewolf]

What I think Dating Eddie Munson would be like

Pairing: Eddie Munson x fem!Reader

• okay so this is a lot so get ready for a shitload of fluff

• alright so first things first

• eddie would be the biggest simp for you

• like really

• boy would worship the earth you walked on

• even before you started dating

• before you guys were a couple he had the biggest crush on you for years

• his friends in hellfire couldn't hear it anymore

• "You know what happened today in english class?", he'd start as he sat down on their usual lunch table in the cafeteria

• "Y/N came an-"

• "and walked past you? looked at you? Eddie, don't you think it's maybe time to make a move or... you know, let it go? You're always talking about her, and it's not even anything special, it's getting ridiculous," one of them would interrupt him

• "If you would have let me finish then you would know that she came and asked me to study. Together. At her place. Tonight", he explained through gritted teeth, shooting him a death glare, but smiling proudly when he shifted his glance to the others on the table

• they'd be speechless tho

• just as he was when you had asked him

• fast forward 2 months and he finally asked you out

• and after that everything was going just perfect

• Eddie is the most caring boyfriend there is

• he'll always make sure you're happy

• he'll try his very best to cheer you up again when you're down

• he'd cuddle you and hold you and listen to you talk about ehat was bugging you

• but you'd also do anything for him when he was in a bad mood or sad

• you'd take him somewhere safe and quiet where no one would walk in on you, most of the times his bedroom in the trailer, and calm him down there

• you'd hold his face reassuringly and he'd lean into your touch, slightly turning his head so he could kiss the inside of your hand

• however, mornings with him were the best part

• his raspy morning voice was your favorite

• don't even get me started on the bedhair

• another thing: HANDS

• you'd always watch his hands, no matter what he was doing

• if he was playing the guitar

• scribbling something down

• rubbing your clit

• you just loved his hands : )

• you'd also constantly play with his rings

• you once tried them on, most of them way too big on your fingers but Eddie insisted you keep the one that fit

• "take it, babe. as a promise ring."

• ASDFGHJKL

• when you weren't around he'd also refer to you as the queen or Mrs. Munson

• "Hey, Eddie! You free this friday for another campaign?"

• "I don't know, dude, gotta ask the wife."

• He loved you and was certain that it was only you for him

• No one else could compare

• therefore he would also be protective as hell, especially after you went to the upside down

• he was happy you both made it out of that hellscape, he wouldn't ever risk again to lose you

• would be so jealous tho

• if he ever saw a guy of the basketball team try to flirt with you he'd immediately come to your side, hand at the small of your back, and with the widest grin tell the dude to kindly fuck off

• same was for you, you weren't really keen on Eddie having a deal with a girl from the cheer team

• it's not that you didn't trust your boyfriend, it's just, you never know with those cheerleaders

• you'd be the goofiest couple in school

• always doing something weird that would make everyone would stare at you

• once when Eddie saw you walking down the hallway he dropped all of his things to the floor only to run towards you and spin you around in a hug as if he hadn't seen you for months

• he had literally seen you 5 minutes ago

• he'd also often obnoxiously swing out your arms together when holding hands and walking down the hallway to your next class, making you stumble and bump against other students

• calling each other freak, nerd and weirdo for funsies was a usual for you

• hugs from behind

• all. the. time.

• you'd be standing at your locker, putting some of your stuff away when he would suddenly appear out of thin air and hug you tightly, pulling you away to twirl you around

• he's such a dork

• a lovesick dork

• when he was rehearsing with his band you'd join him, watching him play on his electric guitar, practised fingers strumming the strings in a way you've never seen before

• it was so hot

• you sometimes even forgot to breathe

• it took everything in you not to jump him right then and there

• he once tried teaching you how to play, you sitting on his lap as he put his hands on top of yours on the instrument

• his breath fanning against your neck

• god have mercy

• this went on for about 10 minutes until he got aware of the state you were in and started to kiss your neck

• let's just say that the guitar lesson was over very soon and you moved on to do something way more interesting instead : )

• sometimes you'd draw little doodles on his forearm when you were bored

• which made him come up with an idea

• so one day he showed up at your place, falling through your window and onto the carpet in your bedroom to show you the new tattoo he got

• it was one of your little drawings

• "wait, is this real??"

• "Yes, sweetheart, new and just healed"

• you couldn't believe him

• but the next day you got an appointment with your local tattoo artist and got matching tattoos together

• at nights you would sometimes go out for late night drives

• you know that one scene from perks of being a wallflower? it would somehow be like that

• the windows of his van all the way down, music blaring loudly through the speakers while you'd lean out of the window and feel the air hit your face, getting lost in the moment

• Eddie would watch you from the side as you did so, one arm stretching out to hold your knee so you didn't fall off

• he would be wheezing tho when you climbed back in with a disgusted expression on your face "I think I just swallowed a fly..."

• you'd watch him do his homework while laying on his bed sometimes

• "what is it?"

• "nothing. you're cute when you're concentrated."

• "don't mock me, Y/N"

• "I'm not! It's just, I don't see you like this often," you'd laugh, him groaning as a response before continuing what he was doing

• one time he was trying to cook dinner for you

• and almost burned the whole kitchen in the trailer

• now he just sticks to takeout when he wants to treat you :D

• therefore he'd also never bring lunch to school so you'd always pack him something extra just so he'd eat something instead of just chewing on some cashew nuts

• don't get me started on the hellfire shirt

• you love when he's wearing it

• it just looks so good on him

• and it'd also smell so much like him, so you'd always steal it from his closet

• but the boy goes feral everytime he sees you in his shirt

• something in him just stops working at the sight

• therefore you're never wearing it for more than about 15 minutes until it hits his bedroom floor

• whenever you both go out and leave his place together he always makes you sit down on the small steps in front of his trailer to tie your shoes, kissing your thigh while kneeling down in front of you before pulling you up and opening the door of his van for you

• such a gentleman

• however date nights aren't really date nights anymore because almost evertime one of the kids he's friends with is third wheeling you

• or all of them are

• you've practically become their parents now

• sometimes you're lucky tho and you get Steve and Robin to babysit instead

• but you love those little shitheads anyways ♡

• just like Eddie, they would be so excited everytime you joined one of their D&D campaigns

• Dustin and Mike would eagerly explain you the rules each time you got confused while Lucas would quietly give you tips for your next move

• Eddie would watch with a grin on his face while you were trying to follow each of them in between their rambling

• and now listen

• THE EYE CONTACT

• the game was just about to end and all the nerves were high up, you were the only one that could make the final move and all of the players were counting on you

• "What are you gonna do now, Queen Munson?", Eddie would speak from his dungeon master's throne, looking you in the eyes with a shit-eating grin, curious as to what your last move is gonna be

• You held the eye contact for a minute until you stood up and took the dice

• "I'm gonna hit him with a freaking fireball"

• then you threw the dice, it rolled acrossed the table until it stopped just right in front of Eddie, showing the number 20

• "SHE DID IT! SHE KILLED VECNA!", Dustin screamed, making all the other stand up and cheer as well

• You just looked at your boyfriend on the other side of the table, your look telling him everything he needed to know

• You both told the other's you'd stay behind and put everything away, so as soon as the last of them left the club room, both of you rushed to the other, teeth clashing in hasty kisses while undressing each other in a frenzy

• after that you'd go to his trailer, putting on some old vinyl of his uncle, and just swaying gently to the soft tune of the music

• you were in love and nothing else in the world could change that♡

[daincrediblegg]

ALPHABET HEADCANONS: JACK O’NEILL

A/N: This is it!!!! I’ve caved!!!! I need more content for this man and I’ve gotta create it myself, so enjoy these unprompted lil nuggets of fluff! And don’t forget my ask box is always open for more!!

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Jack is super fuckin affectionate, but he’s more of a… show don’t tell kinda guy. He’s got a bit of a hard time necessarily talking about how he feels- usually deflects things with humor. But he shows it in other ways. In warm touches, in playful side-eyes. Unrestrained by being professional he will hug you all the fuckin time. No shortage of funny little pet names either oh my god it’s like he comes up with a new one every fuckin dAY. 

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Jack O’Neill is a really good best friend ok. You’ve seen how he is with the rest of SG1. The dude has so much chill (unless it’s a life-or-death situation obviously), is always inviting you to go fishing. He’s REALLY good in tough situations simply because of his sense of humor and general chill attitude. GREAT at reducing anxiety like guy is a human valium- always knows how to distract anyone before their brain goes into some sort of head-spiral about anything. Loyal as SHIT when you’re in with him he’s pretty much ride or die for you even if you don’t agree with him on everything he would still probably take a bullet for his best friends. Also the biggest hype man- whatever you’re good at he has 100% faith in you to do it right and will always shut down negative thoughts about your abilities. 10/10 on the bestie scale tbh the man is a LIFER.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

He’s actually, perhaps surprisingly, a really snuggly guy when you’re in a relationship with him. He may be… a little touch-starved since the divorce, and kinda misses it, so expect an arm draped over your shoulder or around your waist whenever you’re in a room together, and to be damned near joined at the hip when you’re not in public. The man is an actual living cuddle bug and he’s so sweet jesus. 

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

At one point in time he’d have liked nothing more than to settle down, get a dog, just enjoy being retired, but honestly he doesn’t mind that that ideal is a little further away than he thought now that he’s in the Stargate Program. He likes what he does- as stressful as it is sometimes, but there’s never a dull moment. That’s for sure. He’s very good about cleaning and keeping things tidy generally (it’s that military training hard at work), but cooking??? Eh??? He’s passable, can make some basic stuff and ofc he loves to grill (expect very charred meat) but… just don’t ask him to cook anything too elaborate (like… this is a dude who thinks beer is a good omelette ingredient jfc do not let him near a stove for anything more elaborate than a fried egg he’s a fucking gremlin man). 

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

Quickly. And probably succinctly. The only time he’d really get blunt about something is if he had to end it with his partner for some reason. Just to spare himself and his partner the pain. It’s not without emotion though. Oh no. He may move on from things with relative ease- more likely than not without malice for the other person, but he’d never leave anyone without saying a proper goodbye if he’s the one who has to end it. 

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Probably not too quick. He’s not even sure he really wants to get married again after how everything with Sarah went down. He’d have to be pretty crazy about someone to want to try all that again, but if that happens… then maybe he won’t be thinking about it like that. 

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

H-… have you seen this man??? How tender he is with his partners??? It’s unbelievable that a guy like him has the capacity to be as gentle as he is but it’s breathtaking, and it’s only a glimpse of what he’s capable of. He may be a military man- but doing what he does requires much more care and dexterity than people think, and his touch only serves to show as much. This is the guy who holds your face or tugs you closer when you kiss him. This is the same guy who can diffuse bombs and wield a firearm like an extension of himself and handles you with the same amount of reverence and care if not more. 

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Oh he loves hugs. Loves them. May not do hugs quite as often as he might like actually. Hugs his close friends plenty and especially when they need it, but hugs you even more. He’s a really good hugger too. They’re just encompassing and strong and warm and if you’re not careful you could get addicted. 

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

He waits on this one. For like… a long while. He probably knows it deep down long before he says it, probably won’t really admit it to himself for a long while even when he realizes that’s what he feels. But one day it probably just… slips out. Unprompted. And it’ll shock you both, but one thing’s for sure; he means it with his whole chest and nothing less. 

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Oh you have no jealousy troubles with this man. He’s an adult, and he recognizes that he’s not the center of everyone’s universe and that people can have just friendly relationships with other people of the gender they’re attracted to. He wouldn’t be in any kind of serious relationship with someone he didn’t trust them implicitly from the start. The man is truly a champ at being chill as hell. If he ever does feel it you’d probably never fuckin know it either. Guy can keep that shit close to his chest if he wants. 

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Warm, enveloping, grounding. The kind that make you feel like you’re sinking into something solid, that nothing could hurt you. If he’s kissing you he’s taking his time. Holding you close. Meaning it. 

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

ARE YOU KIDDING??? HE’S FANTASTIC AROUND KIDS!!!! EARTH KIDS?? ALIEN KIDS??? THEY ALL LOVE HIM!!! HE IS JUST DAD SHAPED!!!!!! TO EVERYONE!!!! He’s… not sure if he’d ever want to try to have another kid of his own, maybe, but he has SERIOUSLY considered adopting some alien kids in the past at MINIMUM and probably would if he wasn’t always going off-world.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

A lot of groaning, at least when he wakes up at first, probably some sleepy kisses while resisting the temptation to uh… get frisky before work. But he’ll get up, clean up, shave and do his silly little crossword (and he DELIBERATELY puts in wrong answers for funsies I know this in my heart). Most days he probably eats breakfast at the base, but on his days off he would probably take turns with you making breakfast- makes egg and bacon smiley faces when it’s his turn (and the occasional beer omelet if he’s feeling lazy). PROBABLY would pick up donuts for the weekend too. 

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Usually with a couple of beers, snuggling up under a nice flannel blanket and watching The Simpsons, or whatever else is on TV. Maybe some take-out from one of the usual places (I’m convinced he’s got like 5 or 6 places in town he’s a regular at that he goes to on rotation) . Probably gets a fire going if things are getting chilly up in Colorado. Just likes to settle in and maybe pass out on the couch a lil. 

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

He’s a low and slow kind of guy. Both for his own emotional well-being and for his partner’s. He’s got some pretty nasty demons in his past, and they overwhelm even him sometimes.  He knows that it’s important to talk about it, and while if he really loves someone he won’t mind sharing these things with them… it just takes time for him to work up the courage to face them again himself and put it all into words. 

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

With a partner, he’s just about as far away from easily angered as a guy can get. He’s actually very chill with the people he loves. There’s sincerely so very little that you could do that could piss him off to the point of losing his temper- and even then he’d never shout at you or anything- that’s the kind of shit he has to do and see enough at work, and he pretty explicitly never wants to cross that line with someone he’s in a romantic relationship with. And even if he is angry for some reason he’s never really angry at his partner- at least in affairs of the heart he pretty much always remembers the love he has for you comes first and foremost. 

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Believe it or not he actually is *very* good at remembering things about people. He may be one whole dumbass, and can’t do math, but that’s because most of his brain capacity is taken up with things about the people he cares about. Probably knows you down to your favorite food- enough to know to bring it to you to cheer you up, or suggest watching your favorite movie when you get home after a long day. 

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

He probably remembers the moment you met the most clearly- the moment when you were suddenly in his life even though he didn’t know what you would end up meaning to him down the line. 

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Jack is honestly the kind of guy who would rather die himself than stand idly by and watch someone he cares about die. This man would take a staff blast and so much worse for you and that’s a guarantee. But when he’s down that means he’s a little more vulnerable. He really appreciates it when he knows someone is gunning to keep him alive too. To know that despite his bravado and despite his own hero complex someone’s just as concerned with his livelihood. 

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

He’d put a little effort in. He’s more on the low-key side, not as big of a fan of grand gestures, and of course sometimes the job gets in the way of putting plans into motion (and he’d need a partner who’d understand that), but if that does happen he inevitably finds a way to make it up- sometimes even ahead of time if he has even a shred of warning about some kind of impending earthly peril. But when he plans something it’s usually very sweet, and far from an unfun cliché (but at least one time for valentine's day you *will* come home to rosepettals on the floor leading to the bedroom to find him in some silk boxers on the bed because of course he’s the gift). But usually things with him are… I don’t wanna say spontaneous because he does usually have at least a little bit of a game plan, but he’s all for improvisation and just loves getting swept up in doing whatever with you.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

I wanna take some time to call him out thoroughly on the fuckin beer omelets thing my guy do you???? Have taste buds???? Listen. With other shit in there I might understand. Beer and cheese is a good combo. But???? JUST BEER IN YOUR EGGS AVAJSFHR!!!!!! Of all the stuff you’ve done in this whole series this is probably your greatest war crime and I’m gonna fucking invoke the 3rd amendment for it. Oh also his fridge is nasty and full of “science experiments” (which like... same) but guy I get why you always be getting take out now jesus fucking christ.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Not overly. You’ve seen how this man dresses. He has his little inexplicably fashionable moments, but by *far* he’s more concerned with practicality at least where his attire and physical appearance are concerned. That being said, if you compliment him on like literally anything he will get a major confidence boost about it and will try to do it/wear it more. 

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

No… and yes. With all he’s seen and been through, he knows not everything is certain, not everything is meant to be and nothing is forever. But at the same time… he feels just a little better off with you around. He feels this kind of thing with everyone he’s really close with in their own unique way. He really doesn’t know where he’d be without the people he cares about who care about him back and can’t imagine a scenario in which he’d feel whole as a person without them coming into his life at the time they did. And you’re absolutely no different. 

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

So we know Jack has like the biggest fuckin sweet tooth. Pie, Cake, Donuts, ice cream, all of it. There’s always sweets in the house. And if you *make* some for him??? He will automatically love you forever. Also would probably be ok with you feeding him sweets. Warning tho: He’d probably do it back and get it all over your face and whoops now you’re making out covered in frosting and bits of cake and the only way to clean up is to lick it off each other’s faces oh no oh dear. 

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

Petty, pushy people. Just doesn’t have the time. Jack can honestly vibe with just about everyone, even people who are wildly different than him, but the only thing that’s really an outright nope for him is people who are so wrapped up in petty problems they can’t see any kind of bigger picture. Or people who are just generally *too* pushy or overly dramatic about every little thing for little to no reason to the point of being just plain childish. He can handle just about everything else but that??? Nope.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Kinda sprawls out a lil in his sleep. Typically a stomach sleeper but shifts to his back sometimes (especially to cuddle). He’s always at least touching you in his sleep because no matter how much or little he just likes knowing you’re there.

[missaudreyhorney]

The Big Game

Modern AU where Jim Hopper is at your parent’s house for a Super Bowl party. That isn’t a plot so much as it is a very flimsy excuse for me to write out some dirty thoughts I have after seeing this photo of David Harbour looking like an absolute DILF.

Content Warnings: Rated M for age gap, kissing, over-the-clothes touching, a bit of Daddy kink, a little physical intimidation. All that good stuff. Female Reader. Slightly OOC for the sake of funsies. 1.6k words.

Tagging @t-u-m-s​. Anyone else want to be tagged when I post something new? Let me know.

“I know you said not to bring anything,” you announce as you walk into your parents’ house from the garage, “but mom told me the doctor said you should be watching your diet.” You place the tray of vegetables on the kitchen counter and turn towards the living room. “So I brought you some ve-” your words are cut off by the sight of an unfamiliar man sitting on the couch.

He’s wearing jeans, a dark grey polo shirt, and a black baseball cap that’s on backward. Just his profile alone is stunning. Thick eyebrows, an adorably pointy nose, and a strong jaw covered by a short, scruffy beard. He turns to look at you and it feels as if your heart stops.

“Hopper, you’ve met my daughter before, right?” your father says as he stands up from the chair to greet you.

“No,” the man answers coldly, eyes now fixed on the tv.

Your father comes into the kitchen and gives you a hug. “That was very nice of you, sweetie, but your mom’s been making me eat vegetables every day. This is the Super Bowl. All I want today is wings and potato skins.”

You hear his words clearly but they don’t register in your head. You’re much too distracted by this Hopper person you’ve never seen or even heard about before.

“Where’s everybody else?” you wonder aloud.

“They’re not here yet. This is just the pregame stuff,” your father clarifies.

Hopper glances at you again and you feel like you’re melting as you lean into the countertop. He’s so hot. Nothing like the boys you go to school with. Nothing like a boy at all. He is one hundred percent man.

“You wanna get a snack and join us?” your father requests in a jovial tone.

“Um, I have to, uh, put this other stuff away,” you point to the bag of groceries on the floor next to you.

“Oh, right,” your father acknowledges.

“Where’s mom?”

“Getting a couple of last-minute things for the party. She’ll be back soon.”

You roll your eyes. “I told her I would do that.”

“You know your mother, “ he says, walking back into the living room. “She never listens.”

You take a moment to admire Hopper before removing the food you’ve purchased from the bag. His arms are tantalizing, with the type of muscle not built from going to the gym, but from moving furniture, fixing cars, and other forms of manual labor. Seeing the veins in his hand as he drinks a bottle of beer makes you lick your lips. You can’t stop yourself from shooting him more glances as you finish putting the remainder of the groceries in their rightful place.

There’s no way you can sit in there with that gorgeous man and pretend to be calm or make casual conversation. Instead, you slowly and carefully make your way upstairs to your bedroom, or rather, what used to be your bedroom before you started college. Leaning against the inside of the door and taking a deep breath, you pull your phone from your pocket to distract you.

Your mother arrives about ten minutes later, with a football-shaped ice cream cake, and you admonish her appropriately. Soon after, more people show up to the party and the game starts.

With increasing frequency, your eyes drift over to the handsome stranger still on the couch, and within time, his begin to drift towards you as well. You try to keep busy by topping off people’s drinks, refilling the chip bowls, and putting more snacks in the oven but it’s ultimately no use. You can’t avert your gaze for longer than 5 minutes at the most.

Every time you catch him looking at you, heat rises in your chest and radiates out through your limbs. Under normal circumstances, you would welcome this feeling, but with so many sets of eyes surrounding you, the feeling is almost embarrassing. You don’t know how much more of it you can take and you have to get out of there. Not necessarily out of the house, but just away from Hopper.

During a detergent commercial, you try to sneak back upstairs. When your mother asks where you’re going, you tell her that you’re not feeling well and you need to lie down. It is at least partially the truth.

Sitting down on the small bed, you begin to scroll through Instagram to get your mind off of him and you quickly lose track of time. A while later, you hear someone ascending the staircase. Standing in the doorway of your room and looking down the hall, you see Hopper’s impossibly long legs lumbering up the steps.

“What are you doing up here?” you question quietly.

“It’s halftime,” he declares as he closes the space in between your bodies. His scent is so manly, like tobacco and aftershave.

You take a step back. “Don’t you want to see...whoever it is that’s performing?”

“No,” he answers, entering the room. “I want to see you.” His voice is low and deep, causing your thighs to gently quiver.

“H-Hopper, right?” you stammer, breath getting caught in your throat.

“You can call me Jim,” he offers. It's not until you're this close up to him that you see how incredible his eyes are. They're such an unusually dark shade of blue.

“Okay...Jim.” You can feel your cheeks flush as you utter his name.

He looks around and takes a sip of his beer. “Is this your old room?”

“Yeah,” you answer, “haven’t lived here in years though.”

“Who’s Troy?” he asks you with a slight chuckle.

You give him a confused expression, completely unaware of who or what he’s referring to. He points to the wall behind you and you turn your head to look.

“Oh,” you laugh nervously, seeing your old Troy Bolton poster. “It’s Zac Efron. I used to have a crush on him.”

He nods his head in recognition.

“My tastes have…matured since then though.”

“Have they?” he asks with his curiosity piqued.

You nod vigorously as he approaches you like a lion stalking a young gazelle. Attempting to be coy, you back away, until your legs hit the bed and there’s nowhere else to go.

He puts his beer bottle on the nightstand. “What’s your taste in men like now?”

“Older,” you admit, looking up into his beautiful eyes.

“How much older?” His hands clasp around either side of your waist.

“I don’t know,” you answer breathlessly as your hands move up to his shoulders. “About 20 years?”

As soon as the words are out of your mouth, his lips are on yours in a fiery kiss. Something about this feels wrong, but at the same time, oh so right. You do have a genuine preference for older men, but one that’s friends with your father is really pushing it. As much as you hate to admit it, part of that excites you. It turns you on that he’s in his 40’s and there are a dozen or so people downstairs who could catch you two together at any moment.

Your mouth gasps against his when he shoves you backward and you both fall onto the twin-sized bed. He tastes like beer, a flavor you’re not fond of, but the absolute last thing you want to do right now is to stop. Suddenly, his left hand pulls your hair, yanking your head to the side to give his mouth better access to your neck. He kisses and sucks your sensitive skin there, making you squirm with equal parts pleasure and arousal.

“Oh, Daddy,” you breathe as he nibbles on your earlobe.

“Did you just call me Daddy?” he whispers.

“Yes,” you confess. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry. I liked it.”

You moan as his teeth graze your skin. The way he’s biting and sucking on you, it feels like he’s going to leave a mark, and at this point, you don’t even care. You don’t care about anything at all other than the way your body feels underneath him and his wanton mouth.

Another moan tumbles from your lips as run your fingers up his hairy forearms and grasp onto his biceps.

“Not so loud, huh? They’re gonna hear us.”

“You should have shut the door,” you reprimand halfheartedly. The sensation of his beard scratching the flesh over your collarbone has you pushing your hips into him.

“Too late for that now,“ he dismisses as his palm presses just below the zipper on your jeans.

Again you let out a moan, this one strained as you try and fail to be quiet.

“Why haven’t I seen you here before?” he inquires, his fingers now massaging against the denim.

“I’ve been at school,” you pant out.

“Well, you’re just going to have to come over here more often, aren’t you?” he prompts.

“Yes, Daddy!” you moan as the fingers of his free hand start to slide up the back of your t-shirt towards your bra.

“Hey, Hopper. You up there?” your father calls from downstairs.

Slapping a hand down on his head to keep his hat in place, Hopper jumps up from the bed and sprints to the door. “Yeah, I’m, uh, just looking for the bathroom.”

In a daze, you close your eyes and stay on the bed. It’s not until now that you notice how much your blood is pumping and your heart is pounding. With a resigned whimper, you realize that you’re aching with an overwhelming need left by his immense hand rubbing you through your jeans.

“Hurry up. The game is about to start again.” The sound of your father’s voice is a massive buzzkill.

“I’ll see you later, alright?” Hopper suggests to you as he stands in the doorway.

You don’t know what that means exactly but you’re looking forward to finding out. “Alright,” you sigh.

READ PART 2 HERE!

[novantinuum]

On the corrupted!Steven theory...

So, originally when I mused on this yesterday I was just playing around with random possibilities.

After combing the series for info about corruption, though, I’m mildly spooked at the increased potential for this to... perhaps be a thing? I’m not saying that this is what I for sure believe will happen- to be honest, I’m not even sure Crewniverse would go this direction at all- but just for funsies, let’s see what kind of “evidence” or “foreshadowing” exists that might support this potential story path in the context of canon.

(EDIT: 10/7/19 

I honestly no longer think this creature is a worm at all whatsoever, it’s either more akin to a horned caterpillar or potentially has limbs. Either way we can see so little right now that it’s hard to tell. I’m not editing the rest of this post because I want it to exist in its original form- but do keep this in mind reading the rest! XP)

1) The design of this worm creature.

Let’s start simple. Let’s start tangible. 

For future reference and simplicity, I will be henceforth be referring to this creature as... “Wormy Boi.”

So, let’s see what we’ve got here. I’m definitely not the first person to point out this fella’s pink nature, and the jarringly human-like nose they’ve got. (Compared to other corruptions, which have had distinctly non-humanoid features.) In the photo above, we also have Wormy Boi sporting glowing pink eyes, which then send out a flare of pink light/energy. So, seemingly a powerful entity.

If you watch the short segment before they sit upright, you’ll see that Wormy Boi is super, super big. They’re in the background, but BOY do they loom. The shadows cast upon them especially push that sense of size. They’ve also got a whole bunch of spikes on their back and framing their face.

So, then. What evidence could be made for this being a corrupted!Steven, as opposed to some other run-of-the-mill monster?

Steven Universe Future is a limited series, described as ‘tying up loose ends.” To me, as a viewer, it would make far more sense for the antagonists/conflicts to deal with big concepts that have already been established since there’s such a limited amount of time we have left with this world. Introducing a completely alien species in the last act of the show would feel offbeat from both a writing and a viewing perspective. Corruption- on the other hand- is something we don’t have full answers to yet.

We don’t see any gem, yes- but Steven’s gem is- of course- on his belly. If this theory were to be true, that would translate to the gem being on Wormy Boi’s underside, far out of our sight in this shot, due to how massive they are. As an addition to this, not showing the gem gives an air of mystery to this creature’s true nature- which makes it seem like there’s something surprising to discover here.

A corrupted diamond would surely be MASSIVE. Also, very powerful. The beam of pink light hints at Wormy Boi being quite a powerhouse.

The spikes on Wormy Boi’s back and around their face highly resemble rose thorns. We all know how much the Crewniverse loves their rose symbolism, and design wise, this aspect would make a lot of visual sense for a corrupted Steven. Running off of that:

The face/nose shape and the five horns on this creature’s head give off a very Steven-like silhouette. 

The nose, of course. The face has a very Steven-like shape to it, overall- although noticeably more angular and sharp. The mouth is reminiscent of the Watermelon Stevens’ mouths. And as for the horns, there’s five of them positioned equidistant around their face, just as Steven’s hair is always formed from five lil’ bumps at the same positions.

Okay, moving on.

(Read more under the cut!)

2) We do not yet understand the true nature of corruption.

“I guess it’ll take more than a kiss to heal damage from the Diamonds…�� -Pearl, Monster Reunion

Corruption is still- bafflingly- a huge mystery. The Gems we’ve watched the CGs bubble since season one have been healed, yes, but there are still many gaps in our understanding of it. With Steven Universe Future’s promise to address some lingering story threads, it would make sense if corruption was on the plate for further discussion. So, what DO we know?

We know it’s something the Diamonds can do. Interestingly, it doesn’t seem to require all four diamonds. Three of them together were able to cause all the damage to Earth. There’s also no statement made that more than one Diamond is required to cause effects like that. 

In Legs From Here to Homeworld, Blue and Yellow Diamond weren’t actually aware the corruption was something they were capable of producing. They seemed to assume they obliterated the Gems on Earth. Corruption is then, even a mystery to them. That’s... odd, isn’t it?

Pearl states that it’s “something nearly impossible to describe.” Garnet goes further to say... “It’s sorta like... if MC Bear-Bear didn’t tear the fabric of his arm, but the fabric of his mind.”

"A sound… A song?” There’s a lot of association between corruption and music.

It causes Gems to lose touch with their usual forms, instead warping into a more outwardly "monstrous” version of themselves that appear to be “just a bundle of fight-or-flight reflexes and survival instincts.” As seen by Centipeetle in Monster Buddy and Monster Reunion, it appears as if corrupted Gems try to regenerate with their original forms if unbubbled, but are simply not in a state where they can maintain that.

As seen with Jasper in Earthlings, extreme emotional distress very much seems to speed up corruption’s effects. This is less of a stated fact and more of my read on that episode, but I believe it to be an important tidbit, especially since Garnet states that corruption’s damage is mental rather than physical, at least at its core. This can also be seen in Monster Reunion with how Centipeetle’s partial healing backfires when she remembers the trauma of being corrupted and reacts strongly.

Now, when it comes to healing corruption, Steven tries to heal Centipeetle himself, and does make some nice progress... helping her regain a hold on herself as he treats her with love and compassion and understanding... but it’s ultimately not a healing that can occur in isolation, helping her on his own. She needs more support before she can heal from this corruption to a state where she can truly be herself again.

And that eventually comes in the form of the other Diamonds. So, all four diamonds can help relieve the corruption if they help these Gems all together. 

3) How could this theory potentially fit into the story anyways, you nutter?

Well, here’s the part of this post where I make some broad conjectures. I honestly am shooting fish into a barrel here because again- we know barely anything about how corruption actually happened initially, and my thoughts are very jumbled. Please forgive me.

"I don’t really know how the corruption works. It’s like they’re sick. They don’t remember who they used to be.” -Steven, Gem Hunt

So, corruption seems to be a mental ailment of Gemkind, turned manifest. It also seems to have a deep connection to a Gem’s emotions, with Centipeetle growing smaller and slightly calmer upon feeling more secure in Steven’s presence, and corruption speeding up as Jasper grew more and more emotionally overwrought and self-deriding about herself. 

When it comes to the Diamonds and how they perhaps caused it originally- without fully realizing- we know that at least Blue and White have abilities focused on causing others to act in certain ways. Blue has sway over one’s emotions, and White has a knack for forcing her thoughts and self upon others. (I’m not sure how Yellow’s ability would play in here.) Mayhaps, mixed with their grief and guilt and anger, their power simply pressed all of that hurt emotion onto all the Gems on Earth in one whole fail swoop...? Tearing their minds in the process of it all?

The question I still have, though- is whether a single diamond could produce effects like this. And whether a diamond could turn that ability on themself.

Could Steven accidentally corrupt himself? Why might that happen?

Well, let’s look at our boy here. 

He’s got a wide circle of support at this time in canon, but notably, he’s notorious for bottling up his emotion and not letting others in to help him- instead dropping everything to help them with their problems. Just to name a few examples (a few):

The Test. He feels betrayed and hurt at the Gems for a moment about the way they’re babying him with the rigged test, but instead of admitting the hurt he feels about the scenario, bottles that up to help them feel more like good guardians.

Joy Ride. He opens up to the Cool Kids about deep, incredibly troubling stuff that’s long been on his mind, but he’s never once talked about it with his family.

Mindful Education. The perils of bottling one’s emotions is literally the whole plot of the episode. The kid has a full out sobbing breakdown while he’s plunging to his death. Connie gets through to him a little here, but later episodes show that the resolution we see here is merely the tip of the iceberg when it comes to Steven’s internal issues. 

Storm in the Room. Externally, Steven tries so hard to put on a guise of content and positivity, but once alone in Rose’s room feels safe enough to let the full brunt of his emotional trauma come out in an almost explosive manner. Geeze, get this kid some hugs. 

Gemcation. Steven actually fails bitterly on putting on his customary smile in this episode, simply because the weight of his problems have become such an impossible burden to him. When the other Gems are trying to help him open up, he isn’t immediately responsive to their efforts. 

What’s Your Problem? Amethyst spends the whole episode trying to cheer Steven up and find out how he’s doing, and instead Steven downplays his own feelings on the matter and ends up helping her sort out her own emotional issues.

So to sum: Many an Emotional Issue, a chronic tendency to avoid outwardly addressing said issues in favor of helping everyone else instead... and to avoid accepting other people’s help.

Even if he’s surrounded by all these people who love him, the fact of the matter is that Steven still feels as if he has to face his own inner demons alone.

Now, let’s look at the lil’ teasing synopsis that was given for Steven Universe Future:

“After saving the universe, Steven is still at it, tying up every loose end. But as he runs out of other people’s problems to solve, he’ll finally have to face his own.”

Blatantly sounds like we’re gonna finally get some addressing of Steven’s emotional state, now doesn’t it?

4) A concept on what could, theoretically happen

“Maybe… it IS a guy in a monster costume. I don’t mean literally, silly! What I mean is... there might be a conscious Gem still inside there, somewhere. What if the monster is turning back and forth into its original form? If it is, it might not be as corrupted as we think! There might still be a chance to save it!” -Steven, Gem Hunt

Suppose Steven- by some as-of-yet unknown means- ends up accidentally corrupting himself. His sorry emotional state only further amplifies the effects of this corruption, and makes it really hard to retain control. Wormy Boi as a form could be like... all his inner demons made manifest, a metaphoric mirror into his current mental state. But- as he is half-human- he’s not entirely unaware of what’s happening. Perhaps... as the quote above could be sneaky foreshadowing for... how he’s turning back and forth between this corrupted form and his normal form. 

He likely wouldn’t want everyone to see him like this, doesn’t want everyone to visibly know the sheer depth of how much he’s hurting. But just like the corrupted Gems were only able to be helped in community, with the support of the CGs and the Diamonds in preparing the fountain, Steven can’t fix this on his own. 

He can no longer face the dark alone.

At some point, everyone has to take a brave step. Reach out. Accept help. 

Steven’s helped so many people, and surely he deserves that same love and care in return, too.

And perhaps, when he’s eventually healed from this- and has gotten the opportunity to be open with his family and friends about the hurt he’s facing- he’ll be left with “corruption scars” as well. I think it’s an important thing to address, that no one goes through experiences like these without lingering effects. Stuff stays with you. Healing is not always linear. But life is a continuous journey, and with the support of people who love you surrounding, you too can make a change... can continue to live to the fullest at every moment possible.

I think the above would be a lovely moral for Steven Universe to tackle in its last run of episodes, no matter how they approach it- daft corruption theory or not.

Now, in the end- a reiteration. This is just a wild theory. I’m not trying to be any authoritative voice saying that this is for sure what will happen, because in reality I have no idea what Crewniverse is cooking. However, I do think it’s fun speculation, and I am kinda spooked at how well things fit. 

Whatever happens, I’m sure it will make me weep like a baby, though. Hoh boy. Grant me sanity in these coming months as we wait for answers.

[leelysian]

Chan as your older brother AU 💖✨

word count: 1.4k

genre: fluffiest of all fluffs, you’ll rot your teeth, bullet point fic

warnings: swearing

Disclaimer: I do not personally know Chan. This work is purely fiction and my own idea. I took inspiration from his on screen persona. Please do not translate or re-upload my work.

☆ Let’s start with you two as babies. 

☆  Chan probably LOVED the idea of having a younger sibling he probably crawled to his mum with her baby bump and he'd softly talk to you "please come out quickly baby 🥺"

☆ Then he’d get impatient and ask “is it time yet?” Then he’d start whining and pouting “How much looonger? Baby is so sloooow”

☆ “is it gonna be a boy or a girl?” he wasn’t particular about the gender as long as he gets a playmate 

☆ Probably helped your parents pick your name even

☆ He was just THAT much invested in helping mummy raise the baby and in return he gets to play kill me I might just start crying just by THINKING about it asdfghjkl

☆ When he heard the baby is here, the Flash had nothing on Bang Christopher Chan as he literally ZOOMED through the corridors of the hospital to where his mum was staying to jump up on the bed. 

☆ There’s at least 10 different photos of Chan holding you on the hospital bed as soon as you were born. #cutie

☆ When your mum was discharged and everyone came home, he would cuddle you and just WOULD NOT LET GO

☆ And he'd sing lullabies to you

☆ He would speak in ᵗᶦⁿʸ and just talk ˢᵒᶠᵗˡʸ around you so he wouldn’t frighten you

☆ No jealousy whatsoever........ okay maybe just a liiiiiitle bit

☆ He’d feel a little jealous when he realised he didn’t get as much affection as he used to when he was the only child

☆ But that quickly changes when he receives attention from one of his parents preferably his mum Channie is a mamma’s boy I don’t make the rules

☆ When you were a newborn, your parents would have you sleep with them in their room. Chan would scamper out of his room in the middle of the night to sleep with the three of you because he was a wee bit jealous you got to sleep with mum and dad.

☆ It became a routine very quickly after that

☆ But your parents wouldn’t let him sleep next to baby because what if he accidentally hits you in his sleep. What a struggle. So he’d sleep on the edge of the bed cuddled in his mum’s arms. don’t touch me I’m soft

☆ Your mum would dress you two in matching outfits and take dozens of photos. “EW MUM WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?!” you two looked the absolute cutest so it doesn’t matter

☆ Slowly when you two grew up and you started crawling, you’d follow him everywhere because he was so intriguing to baby you

☆ He started finding you annoying “STUPID BABY”

☆ But he’d still cry if something happened to you

☆ Slowly he started liking you back again

☆ He liked the idea of someone looking up to him and from then on he was your little protector.

☆ He was your guardian angel, he was your hero. He’d do anything to protect you. Scratch that, he still is. He always will be.

☆ Now you guys are older as tweens/teens/young adults whichever you prefer

☆ Eats your share of food- looking into the little nook in the fridge to take out your hidden stash of candy but your favourite one is gone. 

☆ You confront him about it and he looks guilty. You're extremely annoyed but at the same time you can't stay mad for too long. 

☆  He makes it up to you by buying you two of your favourite candies or treats you to something else. 

☆ "Why steal my food in the first place if you're gonna treat me anyway?" He'd shrug "for some reason it tastes better" so you smack him upside his head and then it escalates into a mini wrestling match

☆  He's a very active guy who’s into a lot of sports but when you ask him to teach you he's very whiny "noooooo later" but then when you're chilling he'll show up "come on let's go swimming" and you're like "noooooo" he'd be like "I thought you wanted to go? Come on" and drag you along even though you don't want to and it’s like “why didn’t you do this WHEN I TOLD YOU?”

☆ But he makes it fun for you in the end and afterwards he treats you to ice cream. 

☆ Eats a lot. If your mum gives you both a bowl of food. He'll inhale it like he's never eaten before in like 5 minutes and you're confused like how did he finish it all and it was piping hot meanwhile you haven't even finished 1/3rd of your bowl 

☆ so he's done and he's staring at your bowl with greedy eyes "you gonna finish all of that?" *switches to puppy eyes* you're like "yeah" so you continue eating until you finish half then just hand the rest over to him and it's all gone in a minute. 

☆ Your mum has no idea he eats half of your food when she gives you equal amounts and you'll never tell her because she'll scold you for never finishing her food so Chan is like your personal eco garbage disposal because he eats everything

☆ It’s like a dirty secret between you two what she doesn’t know won’t kill her

☆ He'll be your emotional support human he'll be the first person you always go to when you need a pick me up. 

☆ And it's a guarantee he'll always make you feel better whether it's through his words or his actions because both feel like a huge, cozy and warm hug

☆ If someone bullies you, your normally sweet and gentle older brother will go on a rampage "WHO THE FUCK HURT MY BABY BROTHER/SISTER?! I'M GONNA KILL EM"

☆ He’s the Golden child of your parents because he's good at everything but it never matters to you because Chan never makes you feel lesser than you seem to think of yourself. He's always supporting you and uplifting you 

☆ Tries to help you with your homework and in turn learns a few things himself. 

☆ He's a big help with poetry, literature or creative writing homeworks (wbk)

☆ You two are really close and you always talk about random stuff he's not just your older brother he's also your best friend

☆ Even your friends ask about him and want to be his friend too because he's so cool, some of them have crushes on him and you’re like “ew what’s there to like?” *fake gags*

☆ He's always nice to everyone he sees. Elderly people love him too because he's such a gentleman.

☆ He's very proud to have you as his sibling he'll proudly show you off to his friends. “THIS IS MY LITTLE BROTHER/SISTER :D”

☆ If he's having fun with his friends but if something is wrong with you he will drop everything and race to you as quick as humanly possible to make sure you're okay because he's not okay if you're not okay. this is science ok

☆ Sometimes you two bicker a lot but it's sibling banter where you end up laughing

☆ Shows you funny memes or jokes he finds on the internet be like "that's you" or "this is so me lmao"

☆ Tags you in siblings memes be like "us"

☆ If your parents are angry at you for something he'll try to defend you if he feels it's not your fault 

☆ But if something IS your fault he'd try to calm his parents down and then tell you about how wrong you are to do something in private so your parents don't put you down even more

☆ You always go to him for advice first. Not your parents, him. His input, opinions and approval mean the most to you. Because he’s the coolest.

☆ You two goof around a lot. Carpool karaokes on the daily. 

☆ You two would sing/rap together to songs and have a blast

☆ You feel insecure about your voice but Chan makes you feel like a popstar

☆ You two would post anonymous YouTube covers together when you slowly grew confident with singing. Just a side thing for funsies 

☆ He’s your rock sometimes you feel like he does too much for you and you can't do anything for him in return

☆ But little do you know Chan is the strongest because of you by his side always cheering him on. Your very existence gives him strength for everything

☆ You two have each other's backs through thick and thin

☆ Because of Chan as your older brother you're a better version of yourself everyday 

[just-another-shape-story]

incorrect quotes with the gang for funsies

(brought to you by the scatterpatter generator)

Cube: Man, I only ever see you awake, do you ever shut down or stop running? Cyan: Oh, I’m always running Cyan: The question is from what

Cyan: I turned out perfectly fine! Cube: Cube, this morning you thought a ghost made your toast Cyan: I DIDN’T PUT THE BREAD IN! YOU DIDN’T PUT THE BREAD IN!!!

Cube, watching the news: Someone tried to fight a squid at the aquarium today! Cyan: *walks in covered with ink* Well, maybe the squid was being a dick.

Cube: Okay, truth or dare? Cyan: Truth Cube: How many hours have you slept this week? Cyan: Cyan: ...Dare Cube: Go to bed. Cyan: I don’t like this game

Cyan: *Gently taps table* Cube: *Taps back* Heli: What are they doing? Captain: Morse code. Cyan: *Aggressively taps table* Cube: *Slams hands down* YOU TAKE THAT BACK

Cyan: Self care is actually getting into fights with randoms in dark alleys. Cube: No, self care is stuff like taking a bubble bath, or putting on a lot of makeup if you like it, or taking a nice warm nap! Heli: Self care is the burning heat when rage washes over you!! Self care is when you feel the bones crack under your powerful fists!! Self care is the fear in your enemies’ eyes!!! Captain: Lmao self care is taking your birthday cake just so I can eat the frosting. Cyan: If you touch my birthday cake I’ll make you eat your hands.

Cyan: Why are your tongues purple? Heli: We had slushies. I had a blue one. Captain: I had a red one. Cyan: oh Cyan: Cyan: OH Cube: Cube: You drank each other's slushies? Heli: Why are Cyan and Cube sitting with their backs to each other? Captain: They had a fight. Heli: Then why are they holding hands? Captain: They get sad when they fight.

Cyan: Cube, I'm sad. Cube: *Holds out arms for a hug* It’s going to be okay. Heli: Captain, I'm sad. Captain, nodding: mood.

[crispyjenkins]

Somehow!adopted by a true mandalorian before Galidraan/korda six Obiwan.. so like raised mandalorian Obiwan with Jango/Jaster leading Mandalore

(mmmmf okay I love this sort of au and i tried my best to make it as different as possible from stories that already exist (specifically @atelier-dayz's WiP Ben'bajur) and I've thrown in some good women Mandos because they deserve to be written more. some stuff in timeline has been moved around and you get trans Obi just for funsies *kissu* i make several references to this post’s discussion of mental and physical illness in Mando culture. i um. spent a lot of time thinking about what colour Obi’s beskar’gam would be. i have a lot of feelings about it. **Ruusaan Kryze’s name and fancast/design belong to @amillionstarsandyouchoosethisone from this, thank you so much for letting me use them!)

  Jango had not mentally prepared himself to see Obi-Wan again, though to be fair, he hadn’t known he needed to.

  The last time he’d seen Ruusaan’s foundling, Obi-Wan had been sixteen and wiry and spitfire in all the wrong ways, with half-complete beskar’gam and a chip on his shoulder a planet-wide. If he remembers correctly, Obi-Wan had called him an arrogant laserbrain with a junk blaster, and Jango had almost challenged him to an honor duel. But when Jango finally makes his way back to Mandalore after seven— Wait, no, eight years?— abroad as a supercommando, both Ruusaan and Obi-Wan are at Jaster's war table, bent over a holomap of the system and talking calmly as you please. 

  And Obi-Wan is in full beskar'gam, plating painted entirely silver except the yellow clan crest on his left pectoral, and the yellow Mando'a 'ures haal', breathless, lettered on his ghet'bur above his collarbone. He looks up as Jango enters and blinks in surprise, straightening to reveal his helmet under his arm, also silver except the rises of the cheeks.

  Ruusaan breaks into a smile, and for all the trouble Obi-Wan had caused when younger, Jango can’t imagine his childhood without the former Kryze and all she had done for the Haat Mando’ade at the Battle of Galidraan. She’s been following Jaster since she was old enough to denounce her clan, an honorary Mereel even if she thinks herself unworthy of such a connection to her Mand’alor; Jango wonders if she had finally decided on a clan name, if both her and Obi-Wan are painted with a new crest.

  For all the loving buir Jaster is, he doesn’t drag things out, and after a quick hug, he pulls Jango into their discussion of relief aid to Concordia after the latest Death Watch insurgence as if Jango had never left. Ruusaan quickly picks up their easy friendship, closer to siblings than superior and subordinate, but Jango absolutely does not know what to do with Obi-Wan’s new calm cadence, the confidence and knowledge that he’s picked up in Jango’s absence. 

  He’s surprisingly been running relief missions for Jaster for the last five years, when he isn’t busy taking commando missions with Ruusaan. Obi-Wan gets flustered when his buir mentions this, and Jango wonders what in Sith Hells had happened while he was gone to make Obi-Wan settle down so much from his youth.

  His newly-flat chest probably has something to do with it.

  Perhaps it isn’t surprising, then, that Obi-Wan somehow wrangles Jango onto the squad of commandos headed for Concordia, Ruusaan smirking in delight as Jango resigns himself to suffering for the next tenday at least. Obi-Wan just claps him on the shoulder before disappearing into the halls of Jaster’s estate, and something in Jango aches at just how much of his armour is silver, at the sort of intention that went into an almost monochrome set of beskar’gam. Perhaps not much had actually changed, then.

-

  He should have known any mission to Concordia would go to kriffing hell, especially with Duke Kryze ramping up his antagonism of Death Watch like it won’t be the Haat Mando’ade that pay the price. 

  What should have been a simple drop-off of medical supplies to a few refugee groups turns into a firefight with Kyr’tsad, Ruusaan missing her thigh guards and Jango down a blaster, and all three of them ducking into the first empty ship in the guest hangar in hopes of losing their tail. 

  Ruusaan slams the button for the door, Jango aiming his remaining blaster at the catwalk until they’re safely ensconced in the dark of some other Mando’s ship, straining their ears for the sound of anyone still following them. Pulling off her helmet, Ruusaan checks the lifesign reader she keeps in her gauntlet, and then grumbles something about interference that doesn’t fill Jango with confidence. He pulls up his comm to try and contact the nearest Haat Mando’ad, but doesn’t get the chance before a wet wheeze rattles the silence of the cargo bay and Ruusaan whips around with a horrified,

  “Obi-Wan.”

  She rushes to Obi-Wan’s side, where he leans one hand onto the nearest wall in an effort to keep upright, and oh, Jango had forgotten just how harrowing this was. 

  Ruusaan removes Obi-Wan’s helmet with practiced ease, setting it aside to pull a rag from one of his belt pouches, holding it to his bleeding nose as she tilts his head forward. Kriff, but Jango hasn’t seen Ruusaan need to use the Force on her foundling since Obi-Wan was a kid, though he knows it must have happened more often behind closed doors. The years since he’s had to stand by and watch Ruusaan restart Obi-Wan’s lungs has only made it that much harder to stomach. 

  Only Jaster knows the whole story of how Obi-Wan had ended up with Ruusaan, just what infection had festered in his lungs before she found him that had ruined him for the rest of his life. Jango has heard rumours that he had been on Melida/Daan during the civil war, that Ruusaan had taken a job from the Young and left with a sick foundling, that his system had been so damaged that he can’t handle a transplant. And Jango’s seen it before, Obi-Wan’s lungs suddenly failing and scaring the osik out of every Mando present, even if they had made note of the marker on his collar. 

  By some sort of Force miracle, Obi-Wan had been found by one of the only Force-sensitive Mando’ade that Jango has ever heard of, with just enough power to force her ad’s respiratory system back to rights, almost as if she had been meant to find him.

  Obi-Wan coughs as Ruusaan presses one hand to the front of his chest, the other between his shoulder blades; Jango feels almost dizzy with something that feels too close to worry, the hair on his neck standing up at the swell of the Force in the tiny cargo bay. 

  “K’atini,” Ruusaan whispers, pressing her forehead to Obi-Wan’s temple with a touch of desperation. “K’atini, ad’ika, breathe.” A beat of tense quiet, but then— 

  “K’atini,” Obi-Wan wheezes back, and Jango lets out the breath he’d been holding. Ruusan laughs wetly, pulling back just enough to finish wiping under his nose, and brushes his hair back with her free hand; Jango feels a ping of jealousy, but forces it to the background, at least until they can get back to Mandalore.

  “We need to get back to the ship,” Ruusaan says to Jango, all while Obi-Wan won’t meet his eye. “He’ll be fine for a while, but I can’t give him what oxygen he’s lost.”

  Now this, this Jango can do. He can step up and lead, protect those that are his aliit in everything but name, because this is action, and not just standing there watching someone’s body give up on them. “You good to run?” Jango asks on external comm, Obi-Wan looking to his buir before giving a short nod. Ruusaan purses her lips, but nods as well and stoops to pick up her helmet. 

  “Not for long,” she warns, giving Obi-Wan his own before setting her hand back between his shoulderblades. “But the Force is telling me there’s no one outside; we move now.”

  Jango trusts Obi-Wan to Ruusaan and swiftly leads the way back into the hangar, taking them through two halls and across a catwalk to get to their own ship’s berth; Obi-Wan punches in the key for the door, and lets Jango pull him up into the ship without complaint. Ruusaan is the best pilot out of the three of them, but Jango climbs into the cockpit to start the pre-flight sequence so she can get Obi-Wan set up in the single-bed medbay, because kriff if Jango would know where to start. 

  Ruusaan joins him in the cockpit just before take off, some of Duke Kryze leaking through in her stony expression as she drops into the open seat. “Jango,” she says, surprisingly calm for the situation, “please go make sure my utreekov of an ad doesn’t leave the medbay.”

 Technically Ruusaan has been Haat Mando’ade longer than Jango, but she isn’t that much older than him, and he’s the son of the Mand’alor, so she shouldn’t be able to order him around like one of her foundlings. But Jango is also a warrior, and he knows when to pick his battles, so he simply nods and lets her get them out of the hangar.

  The medbay is little bigger than a closet, and like most, there's just enough equipment for emergencies, but Ruusaan and Obi-Wan had retrofitted theirs to include a proper ventilator and oxygen tank, as well as a bacta vaporizer Jango has never seen outside of high end Kaledevan hospitals. Luckily Obi-Wan seems resigned to his fate, propped up in the little alcove bed and holding an oxygen mask over his face. He glances up, but only gives Jango a nod and an apologetic smile. 

  “How often does that happen?” Jango musters the courage to ask, leaning on the doorjamb. Obi-Wan laughs tiredly, his mask fogging as he thumps his head back against the wall and closes his eyes. 

  “Not as much as before,” he says vaguely, his voice still a rasp. “The surgery helped.”

  If he’s still dealing with kriffing dying on a monthly basis, Jango is thoroughly impressed he’s been able to serve so close to Jaster for so long, and kriff knows Jaster isn’t soft, so Jango knows whatever space Obi-Wan occupies with the Mand'alor is earned, no matter who his buir is. It seems Jango’s missed quite a lot, off exploring the stars.

  Obi-Wan gets a little smile, then, dropping his hand but not opening his eyes. “If I recall... the last time we spoke alone like this—”

  “You called me a laserbrain and told me my blaster was sub-par.”

  He barks out a laugh that’s more like a cough, trying to work off his chest- and backplate; Jango watches him struggle for all of a moment before sighing and pushing the rest of the way into the room to help. Obi-Wan smiles all young and stupid up at him, and from this close, it lodges something in Jango’s throat.

  Breathless, indeed. 

Mando’a: beskar’gam — Armour made of beskar, “Mandalorian Iron” that was actually probably a steel alloy ures haal — breathless, lit. "without breath" ghet'bur — the collar piece of the chest plate on some beskar'gam, sitting over the shoulders and below the throat. a form of gorget. Haat Mando’ade — lit. “true children of Mandalore”, True Mandalorians buir — “parent”, gender neutral Kyr’tsad — Death Watch osik — impolite form of “dung”, shit ad — “child”, gender neutral  ’ika — diminutive suffix, similar to the suffix “ita/o” in Spanish. generally used only by close family and friends utreekov — idiot, fool, lit. "empty head" K'atini — “it is only pain”, used in the context of “get up. Keep going. You can and you will survive this.” aliit — family, clan

(beskar’gam colour meanings here; Obi’s silver means seeking redemption, and yellow is for remembrance)

[fanficimagery]

#45 "I think I made a mistake."

What to expect: Humor and Fluff. It's implied that Darcy knows the Mikaelson’s, though not very well.

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It's a slow day in the labs when Darcy decides to head on up to the Common Room. Jane was dozing in front of her computers after some lunch had been shoved down her throat and Darcy just wanted to laze about since all her work appeared to be done. So with her schedule practically empty for the rest of the day, Darcy makes herself comfortable on the cushiest couch across from the mounted flat screen TV before putting on some Holiday themed movies since it is the time between Thanksgiving and Christmas.

'The Family Stone' is a little over halfway through and Darcy's dabbing at the corner of her eyes when her time is interrupted. The elevator dings and Darcy barely glances over her shoulder to see who has arrived. But upon seeing Natasha and Clint step off onto the floor, Darcy has to do a double take because the two of them are carrying vases of white lilies in each arm.

Darcy wetly laughs and pauses her movie. "Pretty. What's the occasion?"

"You tell us," Clint smirks. "They're for you."

"..what?"

"And there's plenty more," Natasha says. "Steve and Bucky took six more vases to your apartment because they were taking up space at the front desk."

"Sweet baby Jesus," Darcy sighs. "Gimme." She reaches for the vase that has a card attached and Natasha easily hands it over while she and Clint place the others on the coffee table. Immediately, Darcy knows who they're from if the wax seal with the familiar 'M' crest is anything to go by.

"Who even uses wax seals anymore?" Clint scoffs.

"People who come from very old money," Darcy mumbles distractedly. Upon opening the card, she can't help but smile at the words inside. Just Because.

"Secret admirer?" Natasha wonders, having read over Darcy's shoulder.

And Darcy shrugs. "Not sure. He and his family were.. nice. I might have flirted."

"Which means you totally did," Clint chuckles. "Who's the smitten fool?"

Darcy puts the card away and tucks it into her back jeans' pocket when she stands. "He's none of your business. He's just.. being friendly."

"Sure," Clint drawls. "Whatever. Keep your secrets. We'll meet him soon enough."

Darcy doesn't bother to correct him, she rearranging the four vases of lilies around the Common Room since she'll have more than enough flowers to decorate her apartment with later.

The second gift comes when Darcy and Jane are taking a break in the labs. Natasha practically glides into the lab, smug as can be, and sets down a dark brown box with gold designs along the edges. Both Darcy and Jane merely quirk eyebrows at the redhead, and said woman taps the box with a perfectly manicured nail.

"These came from Amsterdam. Puccini Bomboni does not deliver, yet Darcy here has received a box full of the world's best chocolate." Jane gasps and Darcy starts to redden at Natasha's knowing gaze. When she glances where Natasha's nail is still tapping the box, she sees the 'M' stamped in the corner and has to fight off a smile of her own. "Your boy apparently likes to travel and has enough sway to pull off having these delivered to you."

"Boy? What boy?" Jane asks, pulling the box closer to her and opening the lid. She eagerly picks a chocolate and stuffs it in her mouth, moaning at the taste. "What haven't you told me?" She takes a moment to savor the taste before swallowing and looking back at Natasha. "And why don't you know this boy's history yet? Isn't that what you spies do?"

Natasha shrugs. "Darcy's being careful and given how tight lipped she's being, we decided to respect her privacy."

"Thank you," Darcy says and then looks to Jane. "And these are from that guy I told you about. The one I might have flirted with when I took that brief vacation in New Orleans."

"You mean the one you regret not banging," Jane muses. "Yeah. I remember."

Darcy huffs a laugh, shaking her head fondly before stealing the box back from her best friend. Picking a chocolate and popping it into her mouth, Darcy's eyes practically roll into the back of her head at the taste. She then offers the box to Natasha and the three women sit around the lab, indulging in Darcy's edible gift.

The third gift shows up on Christmas Day. Well it probably came sooner, but the little shits that the world has come to know as Earth's Mightiest Heroes decided that the gift was to be placed under the tree instead of taking it immediately to Darcy.

So with no world threatening events taking place, the Avengers get to relax and spend the day with their loved ones. And since all their loved ones are under one roof, the Common Room was the place to be.

Stockings were opened after breakfast, each person then got to pick one gift from under the tree to open after lunch, and the rest were ripped into after an early dinner. Everyone's laughing and settling down after going over their haul of gifts, and it's only after more than half the room has departed that Clint drops the thin velvet box into Darcy's lap.

"Uhhh," she mutters, "what's this?"

Clint waggles his eyebrows. "Lover boy strikes again." An envelope is dropped atop the box and Darcy snorts at the wax seal she's becoming all too familiar with.

Darcy opens the envelope first, eyebrows raising as she reads the penned words. She clears her throat once she's finished, heart pounding as she passes the note off to a grabby Jane who eagerly opens it to read it herself. Darcy then hesitantly opens the velvet box next, eyes widening in shock. "I think I made a mistake," she mumbles. Because inside is a beautiful vintage 14k diamond drop necklace which is something that one does not gift to someone who is just a friend.

Almost instantly, all the jovial moods and smirking expressions vanish.

"What happened?" Natasha demands.

Darcy looks up and finds Natasha, Clint, Jane, Steve and Bucky looking ready for a fight. She rolls her eyes. "It's nothing too serious, you guys. Tone down the murder-y vibes." Sheepish expressions are then directed at her and she hands off the box to be passed around her friends. "So I might have flirted with a thousand year old hybrid for funsies, but now I think these gifts I've been getting are actually his way of wooing me..?"

"A hybrid?" Natasha quirks an eyebrow at her, amused.

"Mhm. Half vampire, half werewolf."

Clint, Steve and Bucky all chuckle, but at Darcy's dead serious expression.. Natasha's lips press into a thin line. "Explain. Are you afraid he's going to harm you?"

She heaves a sigh. "No. Do you, uh, do you guys remember my brief vacation to New Orleans?" Everyone nods. "Well I was attacked by a vampire while there." Everyone bristles and starts talking over one another, but Darcy quickly shushes them with a sharp whistle. Once calm, she continues to explain.

"There were these other vampires that decided to help me. They have their own set of rules and the offending vampire broke it when he tried to kill me. Things were explained on their side and on my side when I didn't freak out about knowing of their existence, and I just.. I surprisingly hit it off with them. Elijah was polite and proper, Kol was a devious little shit and Klaus was.. Klaus was intense. A good intense, but intense nonetheless. I didn't actually think that flirting with him would go anywhere!"

The resulting silence makes Darcy want to scream, but then Jane starts to laugh. She's cackling and tilting sideways in her seat, and slowly the men in the room start to chuckle as well.

Natasha is back to being amused once again. "The way I see it there's a rich and powerful man wooing you. He's saved your life and he's lavishing you with expensive gifts. Soak it up. See where it goes."

Darcy groans when it appears no one's going to help her or give any advice and she accepts the velvet box when it makes it back around to her. She takes one last look at the vintage necklace before snapping the box closed and lets her head fall back with a groan. "Klaus Mikaelson is going to be the death of me."

Once the work day is officially over, everyone heads back to their personal quarters to take their time getting ready for the New Year's celebration that is to take place later that night. It's a rather personal affair, the only ones being invited are those who live in the upper levels of Avengers Tower and whoever they decide to invite as their plus ones.

Darcy's putting some last minute touches to her makeup and hair when JARVIS alerts her to a visitor at her door. "Let them in, J. I'll just be a moment." She checks her reflection over carefully, buttoning her cropped tuxedo jacket just beneath her bust. She smooths her hands down over the smooth material of her off-white bustier and down to her dark blue high-waist shorts that fit like a second skin. (Thankfully Stark’s heating system worked wonders because if not she’d be more worried about bundling up rather than looking cute).

Dark panyhose hide the pale complexion of her legs and she grabs up a pair of black high heel platform ankle boots. But before putting those on, she walks out of her room to greet whoever is waiting on her.

Standing in the middle of her living room with a single red rose is none other than.. 

"K-Klaus?!"

"Hello, love."

Darcy gapes. Gone is the jeans and Henley, and there Klaus stands in a black and white tuxedo complete with a skinny tie. And he looks.. he looks good. "What are you doing here?" She asks airily, still clearly distracted by his presence.

"Well when one gets an invite to celebrate with superheroes, one does not decline." Klaus smirks and offers Darcy the rose. "I'd thought you'd be a lot happier, sweetheart."

At that, she finally snaps out of her daze. "What? Yeah! Of course I am." She rushes forward then, dropping her shoes along the way and plucks the rose from Klaus' hand. She flashes him a wide smile before briefly hugging the then startled hybrid in greeting. "Hi. Hello. It's so good to see you."

Klaus clears his throat. "Likewise." It's then his turn to gaze Darcy up and down, his eyes lingering on her legs.

"Don't look at me like that," Darcy says, whirling around on the heel of her foot in search of something to place the rose in. "It's a Stark event we're attending and the night will end one of two ways. Either atop the table or underneath it and I don't plan on flashing anyone the good bits."

Klaus chuckles lowly, hands raising in mock surrender. "I have nothing against your outfit, love," he says when she returns. "In fact, I quite enjoy it."

"Yeah, I'm sure you do." Darcy gathers up her shoes and perches on the arm rest of her sofa chair to shove her feet in Natasha's gift of deathtraps. "Now," she says while standing tall and a little too smug as she plants her hands on her hips, "what say you escort me up to the pre-party and all this.. tension I'm vibing on right now will be dealt with later?"

"And what tension is that?"

Darcy takes a deep breath and lets her gaze travel from his head to toe, biting the bottom corner of her lip with a quiet hum. With hooded eyes, she says, "You know exactly what I'm talking about, Klaus. Congratulations, you win. You've wooed me." He barks out a brief laugh and Darcy meets his gaze, smirking kindly. "Though for future reference, I don't need gifts. You could have just gifted me a cup of coffee from my favorite shop down the street and I'd have been all over you."

"Is that so?"

"Mhm. But lets not get into all that right. We have a party to get to, people to see. And then after the ball drops, we'll come back here and see where all this tension leads."

Klaus growls lowly and Darcy mentally preens when she sees specks of gold flare in his eyes. She gulps and smiles, and Klaus says, "Fine. But after the ball drops you're all mine."

Her smile falters and her heart speeds up. "I'm so totally on board for that."

Darcy walks closer to him in a bit of a daze, intent on taking his arm so he can escort her out. But as she gets right before him, Klaus leans in and smirks when Darcy freezes and inhales sharply. "I mean it, love. Once the ball drops-"

"Yeah, yeah. We're gonna end up right back here where you'll hopefully screw my brains out."

"Good girl."

Klaus presses a chaste kiss to her cheek and steps back, smirking, and Darcy sighs deeply. "You're such an ass. Now lets get a move on." Klaus offers her his elbow then and Darcy takes it with a grumble. As soon as they exit the apartment and make their way to the elevator, she remembers to tell him, "Before I forget, if any of the assassins ask to spar, say no. Ever since I mentioned that vampires exist, they're determined to test their abilities against one. But really, all they want to do is snap someone's neck and watch them come back to life."

Klaus chuckles darkly. "Sounds fun."

"Yeah. You would say that, you weirdo."

Author's Note: Sorry there wasn't much 'HybridShock'. I suck at writing romance. Also, here's Darcy's outfit inspo.

[kotori-miu]

I was tagged by @areyousanta Thanks~ Rules: Answer these 92 statements and tag 10 people. 

THE LAST: 

1. Drink: Dr. Shasta 2. Phone call: From my grandma 3. Text message: My college friend, Lily, about a safe sex app game she found. 4. Song you listened to: The Dear Evan Hansen soundtrack 5. Time you cried: because I was sad- a few months ago, I don’t remember Because I was happy- 2 weeks ago

HAVE YOU: 6. Dated someone twice: No 7. Kissed someone and regretted it: No 8. Been cheated on: Not that I know of 9. Lost someone special: Yes 10. Been depressed: It happens every so often 11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: Nope, at least not yet.

LIST 3 FAVORITE COLORS: 12-14: Light blue, purple, and yellow

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU: 15. Made new friends: Yes! And I love them 16. Fallen out of love: Nope 17. Laughed until you cried: All the time! Idk how to laugh without crying. 18. Found out someone was talking about you: Yes, but in a good way. 19. Met someone who changed you: Yeees!! 20. Found out who your friends are: Definitely  21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list: Noooo

GENERAL: 22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: They’re all my family or close friends. 23. Do you have any pets: 2 dogs (Charlie and Lucy) and 2 beautiful cats (Bubbles and Felix) 24. Do you want to change your name: Nahhh 25. What did you do for your last birthday: Go to the beach with friends!! 26. What time did you wake up: 9:20am 27. What were you doing at midnight last night: Sleeping. My ass can’t stay up for the life of me. 28. Name something you can’t wait for: Move back into dorms in September! 29. When was the last time you saw your mum: 2 minutes ago. lmao 30. What is one thing you wish you could change in your life: My indecisiveness.  31. What are you listening right now: My dad talk about his day. 32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: Yeee My brother’s best friend.  33. Something that is getting on your nerves: My internet not connecting when it says I have full bars!

LOST QUESTIONS. 35. Mole/s: One near my collar bone.  36. Mark/s: Got a scar on my thumb’s knuckle from an accidental knife slip. Burn on my right forearm from the oven. 37. Childhood dream: I wanted to own a pet shop named Pets 4 People. 38. Hair Colour: Dirty blonde 39. Long or short hair: Touches the top of my shoulder blades. 40. Do you have a crush on someone: I wonder ;) 41. What do you like about yourself: I’m super open minded and I admit when I’m wrong. 42. Piercings: Ears 43. Blood type: I’m actually not sure. I think I’m O- 44. Nickname: Tori 45. Relationship status: I’m a Single Pringle 46. Zodiac: Gemini 47. Pronouns: She/her 48. Favorite TV Show: Haikyuu, My Hero Academia, and Yona of the Dawn. (Don’t watch a lot of non-anime stuff) 49. Tattoos: None but I want a rose on my ankle like my mom. 50. Right or left hand: Right 51. Surgery: Had mouth surgery when I was younger 52. Hair dyed in different color: Just got bright blonde highlights. 53. Sport: Taekwondo, soccer, and baseball but none at the moment. 55. Vacation: I wanna go to Japan or England but no money. 56. Pair of trainers: I’m not sure what this means, but if it’s shoes I like my Vans a lot.

MORE GENERAL: 57. Eating Currently: Fried chicken, mashed potatoes/gravy, and broccoli. 58. Drinking currently: Raspberry tea 59. I’m about to: Go look at a new car with my dad cause my truck is dead. 61. Waiting for: Money  62. Want to: Get healthy and look fab af 63. Get married: Heck yes!! Someone marry me! 64. Career: Editor for newspapers, advertisements, books,.etc. But I might be a teacher too.

WHICH IS BETTER 65. Hugs or kisses: HUGS  66. Lips or eyes: Eyes 67. Shorter or taller: Doesn’t matter but if I had to pick then tall. 68. Older or younger: Older 70. Nice arms or nice stomach: Arms 71. Sensitive or loud: Sensitive 72. Hook up or relationship: Relationship 73. Troublemaker or hesitant: Hesitant

HAVE YOU EVER: 74. Kissed a stranger: Never and probably won’t 75. Drank hard liquor: Nope 76. Lost glasses/contact lenses: Oh yeah! 77. Turned someone down: Yes 78. Sex in the first date: Noooo 79. Broken someone’s heart: Maybe, I hope not 80. Had your heart broken: Not yet 81. Been arrested: No 82. Cried when someone died: Yeah, I’m always a ball of tears at funerals. 83. Fallen for a friend: Yeeeeah

DO YOU BELIEVE IN: 84. Yourself: Maybe 85. Miracles: Yeah, probably 86. Love at first sight: Sure 87. Santa Claus: At one point 88. Kiss in the first date: Yeah 89. Angels: Maybe

OTHER: 90. Current best friends’ names: Abby, Jack, Lily, and Christian 91. Eye color: Green 92. Favorite movie: Overboard I don’t have friends who’d be interested in this so I just did this for funsies. lmao