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hotheadedhero · 4 months

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AN: I have so many stories to write but I had to do this. Blaming being sick, m'kay? Fever has got me bad and these meds got me loopy. Thinking we need some good, silly fun in our lives, right? Plus, now that I've watched Rise, I'm hungry for some big Raph appreciation. I know I ain't the only one

Part 2

All characters are aged up

Raphael x Reader

Warnings: near peril, easily smitten, possible errors due to fever (what kind of fever is up for deliberation🥴)

Cutting right to the chase. You like big dudes. That doesn't necessarily mean muscles, either. You just love you a big man - someone with a bit of something-something to them. More to love, you know? Given your track record with the greater world, it shouldn't be all that much of a mystery. Cats? Get yourself a tiger that you can cuddle into. Jumpers? Comfort central, baby. Beds? If you can't spread eagle then you see no point. The old-age saying does declare that the bigger the better, so who are you to disagree? How true that is may be up for debate but it’s merely as simple as understanding what your preferences are.

However, this makes dating a difficult ballpark to play in. No matter how tall, jacked, or voluptuous someone is, it never feels like enough. Human biology and genetics can only go so far in the conceivably possible sense. You just want to be absolutely engulfed when you get a hug. Is that such a crime? Apparently, it is. Unfortunately, you also seem to come across the worst jerks when you attempt to date within this set of criteria. One might argue it's your karmic justice for being so superficial and picky but a woman has needs. Not those kinds of needs, either. Get your head out of the gutter.

All hope seems lost and after yet again, another failed date, you decide to call it in for the evening and make your way home. A fresh failure and another wonderful outfit gone to waste. By no means is it anything flashy but you put a lot of work into it: pencil skirt, turtle neck sweater, and a nice pair of boots to compliment the look. The whole shebang! All of that effort for nothing. This is the last time you spend three hours doing your hair and makeup. Block after block, your feet grow heavier with every step. What you would give to come across a mountain-like man you can climb who is also a kindred spirit. Perhaps this dream guy will forever be that - a dream. Men like that don't just fall out of the sky.

"Look out!!"

The sudden shout almost scares you into tripping over and you look behind yourself, wishing you hadn’t. Two very large, very dangerous-looking figures entangled in battle, those of which are approaching your helpless little self. You quickly duck as the giants hurdle over you. One falls on its side whilst the other claws and skids against the ground, regaining its balance. It shakes its head and locks onto you, a guttural snarl rumbling past its jowls. Such a creature is surely from the stuff of nightmares. An indescribable nightmare whose sights are set on you. The smart option would be running away but it's as though your shoes have melted into the pavement. Pawing into the tarmac, the beastly thing growls and lunges for you. Great. This is how you die: torn limb from limb by a demon dog. Well, assuming your clothes join you, at least you’ll look like a total babe in the afterlife.

"Oh no ya’ don't," the other one yells from behind the predator, grabbing it by its tail. “Pretty ladies are not food!”

With a mighty tug, he pulls it back and swings it as far away from you as possible. You release a shaky breath, legs trembling beneath you. That was far too close for comfort. The fight isn’t quite over, however. Just as it approaches him, the green goliath swivels on his feet, full 180, and whacks the creature's jaw with a closed fist. His speed alone has you in awe but the force is astounding, practically earth-shattering. It completely knocks the air around you and pushes you onto your backside.

When the dust clears, the first thing you see is your saviour panting, his spiky shell(?) pointed towards you. Just past him in the distance, you notice three more figures in blue, purple, and orange taking a closer look at the unconscious tyrant. You swear one of them pokes at it with a stick. Witnessing strange beings such as this isn't entirely new. Anyone who's watched Chateau Pretenche knows about the celebrity chef turning into a grotesque pigman. To describe it in one word? Horrifying. It's just whether people choose to believe it genuinely happened or if these bizarre entities exist. Being up close and personally observing it now puts your scepticism in check.

As the humanoid turtle calms, he turns to face you, recapturing your attention. A red mask sits over his eyes and there’s a noticeable snaggle tooth poking past his upper lip. Typically, the prerogative is keeping out of sight but it’s much too late for that. He gradually advances towards you. You watch him warily and he keeps his movements slow for that very reason. It wouldn’t be a shock if you were to try and make an escape. He wouldn’t blame you. Currently, all he wants to do is make sure you weren’t hurt during that fiasco provided you don’t suddenly come out of your bewilderment and run off. You have good reason to but he just saved you. Either that or he’s as ravenous as that beast and wants you all to himself. The irrational conclusion remains as such - irrational - when he descends to one knee and outstretches a hand. There’s an irrefutable kindness in his eyes; a caring nature that can’t be replicated in the face of savage brutes.

"You okay?" he asks.

You continue to gawk without a word but, bit by bit, you reach out for his offer. Your fingers lightly trace the centre of his palm before comfortably trusting the proposal. His hand engulfs yours completely and Raph hopes to mercy that you don’t realise how sweaty he’s getting. He can feel his heart beating like crazy. He wonders how much of that is the adrenaline from the fight and how much of it is being in the presence of such a beautiful gal. As he helps you to your feet, he rises to his own. Someone of his stature shouldn’t be capable of being this delicate but he is. It has you running through a loop and you unintentionally stare at the remarkable behemoth.

Quite pathetically, you nod, unable to verbally respond to his question. How can you? You are effectively starstruck. Once you gloss over the turtle-y features, all you see is the sheer size of him as he towers over you. Height, width, the magnitude of those arms! All of it is glorious. You can hear the universe asking, “You want a big man, huh? How about one who isn’t human?” to which you answer, “Who gives a damn?”. If the only way a man can be this big is not to be human, so be it.

Amidst a whisper, your mouth moves on its own, "You're beautiful."

"What?"

"Huh?" Blinking out of your trance, you realise what you’ve said and giggle sheepishly, "I mean, you're be... ba... booming! Totally awesome with the whole- uh... saving thing." Nailed it.

He blinks right back down at you. This is certainly a first. He can feel his face heating up and he withdraws his hand lest you endure the wrath of his bashfulness, opting to hold the back of his head. At this moment, he seems to look anywhere but you.

"Heh. Gee, thanks." His humility is adorable and you’re glad he doesn’t question your initial statement. He turns to you once more, regaining some composure. "You sure you're okay, though? That thing was pretty scary looking."

It’s clear that you haven’t sustained any physical injuries but even bearing witness to something so unsightly can have lasting effects on one's mind. His brows furrow gently in concern down at you and it occurs to you that there’s a soft heart under all of that shell and muscle. Bonus points. This makes you smile for the first time in front of him and Raphael is sure that the streetlights got brighter.

You laugh fondly, “Yeah, I’m okay. Thank you.” Twiddling your fingers, your lips purse up in his direction. “Is there any way I can repay you?”

He places his hands on his hips and chuckles cutely, “Just doing my duty, ma’am.”

He may be indulging in his alter ego - the Red Angel of Preventing Harm - but it’s not every day he gets paid thanks when he saves someone. It’s also not every day he gets to save such a pretty woman, either. You, however, can’t just leave it at that. There must be some way in which you can properly thank him. Ulterior motives include getting to know this already loveable lug better but shh. It feels like the odds are finally turning in your favour and you won’t let this slip away from your grasp. That’s when it hits you.

Muttering under your breath, you erratically search through the confines of your little handbag. You are certain that you had one in here somewhere. In the spare pocket maybe? Ah! Found it. Fumbling to take the lid off of your pen, you hold out your hand, gesturing for his. He slowly complies, to which you jot down a series of digits on his palm accompanied by your name and a tiny 'x'.

"Gimme a text sometime," is the last thing he hears before you disappear around a corner.

Oh? Oh. Ohhh. Wow. Getting your number is the last thing he expected. Did he get hit on the head during that scuffle or something? Was everything from the last few minutes a dream? He bores holes into the writing on his skin, scanning it over and over, scared that it’ll disappear if he so much as blinks. A dumb, wobbly smile not so gracefully decorates his lips as he trudges back to the turtle tank. He takes his seat but it’s obvious that he isn’t all there. Being so caught up in his rose-tinted bubble, he doesn’t register his brothers' voices. In an effort to gain his attention, Michelangelo jumps onto his shoulder, partly intrigued by what their leader is so absorbed by.

"Oh me gosh!” the young brother screams in shrill excitement, “Raph's in love!"

Careful not to smudge the neat ink, he’s quick to hide his hand against his chest. "That's crazy talk!”

Donatello sniffs the air and mockingly covers his nose. "The overwhelming manifestation of your nervous stink indicates otherwise, dear brother."

"I got a girl’s number!” he continues to defend, feeling his face go all kinds of red. “'Course, I'm nervous but that don’t mean I’m in love."

Lies and slander. It was practically love at first sight. He just doesn’t like the idea of his brothers knowing that. It’s easy pickings to be made fun of.

"Don't worry, Big Red. Lucky for you, you got a guy who knows all about the charm." Leonardo points both thumbs at himself as he falls back into his seat and props his legs up on the dashboard. "First, you just need to..."

The "helpful" advice drowns out as the large snapper opens and gazes at his palm again. He just can't comprehend how a gorgeous individual such as yourself could take one look at him and give him your number. It's puzzling but he supposes there’s a first for everything? That also doesn't mean he won't text you. The only thing getting in the way of that is fear. Raphael thinks he’d rather go toe-to-toe with that mutant dog again than have to face the risk of embarrassing himself. To anyone who knows him, it’s no surprise that he caves under pressure. No. He will do it! A chance like this is one in a million.

Oh boy. What could possibly go wrong?

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spacebarbarianweird · 8 months

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OK OK you just gotta hear me on this one,, Astarion and gn reader where reader is little spoon and Astarion can *sense* just how relaxed reader gets. Instead of their pulse racing from his touches they slow down. Muscles relaxed. Happy little sighs.

^^ he can’t handle this btw he’s absolutely fucking bewildered

A Person to Hold

Synopsis: Fluffy post-game epilogue

Tags: fluff

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He looks at you, unable to stop smiling.

"They deserve happiness. We all do. And I will forever be grateful to have found it with you," Astarion says.

You make a step forward with open arms. Astarion hugs you, closing his eyes like a content cat.

A mere half year ago these hugs scared him. It was weird. It was scary. What did you want? Did you want to hurt him? Did you want his body?

No.

None of that.

You taught him not to be afraid. You hug him daily and if he occasionally flinches you don’t let him go. You hold him in your arms when he has nightmares and kiss away his tears when it's just too much.

"I feel bad keeping you all to myself! After all, I get to see you every night."

"Are you sure? You won't be bored?"

You kiss his cheek and leave. In a few seconds, you look back, trying to see if he hasn’t changed his mind.

"Darling, I can spend some time with myself. Go on, go and mingle. And I will be there, when you’re ready. I will always be here, my love."

He hasn’t. Astarion sits down beside a campfire sensing its warmth.

He doesn't feel like talking. He didn't manage to make friends with the others and now can sense hostility from them. He is a vampire. His strength isn’t suppressed by the tadpole and apparently once the vampire's master is dead, spawns become lesser vampires. Astarion doesn't feel the difference, to be honest, but he knows people feel something is off with him.

Well, it doesn't matter. What matters is that he feels good. He has never thought his head might be so clear. He can make a working ambush plan in a blink of an eye and it won't lead to a disaster because he actually can think everything through. He can walk on ceilings and walls again, he regenerates before you manage to notice he is wounded.

He has the world to explore, places to see, things to do. He is going to make up for all these decades of misery, to bury them under the pile of happy memories.

And he has you.

Probably the weirdest thing that could happen to him.

You, who forgave his lies and manipulations, who gave him the second chance when it was the stupidest thing to do. Who made him believe the world isn’t an evil place.

You are the first person he sees when returns from his reverie. Your breathing soothes him, so does your heartbeat.

Astarion never had anything. Everything he had a right to was stripped away from him including his own life.

But now he has you.

To hold, to kiss, to talk.

To travel together, to hunt monsters, to be independent adventurers. You are there to save him from nightmares. And he is there to save you from death.

How could he become so happy?

“I am going to sleep, are you with me or do you want to hunt?” he feels a soft “pat” on his shoulder.

How come he has you?

You are a bit drunk and very sleepy.

“Let’s go to the tent.”

“Good, I got used to sleeping with you by my side.”

Astarion looks around as if ashamed of what he is going to do and, having made sure no one sees you, takes you in his hands bridal-style.

You are weightless to him thanks to the vampiric strength. He could walk many miles carrying you and not getting tired.

In the tent, you get to your bedroll and immediately cover yourself with a thick blanket. Then, you open it a little, inviting Astarion to join.

He takes his clothes off and crawls to your side. The night is warm, so are you. But since you have to share your body heat with him, you sleep under the thickest fur blanket.

You are his and he is yours. If a year ago someone told him that would be his future he would bitterly laugh.

Astarion presses your back to his chest, placing the chin on your shoulder.

Your muscles relax, the pulse slows down. You are falling asleep in his arms.

"My love, thank you" he whispers in you ear, tugging you closer

“Hm?”

“Thank you for finding me."

You squeeze his hand. “You were worth it.”

He doesn’t want to meditate. He wants to hold you like that until you wake up. Astarion concentrates on your breathing and heartbeat. You are already sound asleep.

“Sleep well, darling,” he kisses your cheek. “We still have plenty of things to do together.”

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aliceramblez · 9 months

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BroZone Brothers With An Insecure S/O 😔💗

Tags: GN! Reader, Self-Deprecating Jokes, Low Self-Esteem, Abandonment Issues, Slight Body Insecurities. Fluff/Comfort.

A/N: Here we go with our first request! I really liked this idea as someone who has low self-esteem, and honestly it goes to all of y'all who think you're not good enough— cause you are! Also sorry it took a bit! I've been sick because the universe hates me 🙃

Feel free to leave a request & hope you enjoy! ^^

John Dory

At first, he doesn't really know what to make of it.

He finds it a bit strange, but doesn't question your odd sense of humor, and will sometimes even join in on the joke by saying stuff about himself, thinking it's some sort of inside thing between the two of you.

“Man, I can't believe I'm so clingy, sorry! Feel free to use me as a bad example, at least that way I won't be totally useless, haha!”

“Ha! You think that's bad? Babe, you haven't even seen me when I'm up at night just staring at the ceiling contemplating my life choices.”

It isn't until getting a good smack from Bruce and Floyd that he realizes you're actually being serious. And the prospect of that kinda puzzles him, not gonna lie.

“Look at you, tiger! Got yourself plenty of groupies already— Not surprising honestly. Don't have to worry about backups when you decide you're ready to move on, either!”

After a performance at the Pop Troll village, everyone is gushing over BroZone because of course they are. JD only barely manages to squeeze past the number of fans to get to you on the other side of the podium.

The oldest sibling looks at you in shock, and has to get closer to make sure he heard you right. “Babe, why would you say that?”

Caught off guard, you manage a nervous chuckle as you play with your hair. “I-I mean... Wow, would you look at the time! We gotta meet with Poppy and the others!”

John Dory stops you on your tracks and demands an explanation, which isn't really good for your poor heart. All you can do is kick the dirt and avoid his gaze, since that makes what you're about to say much easier to voice aloud.

“I mean... You're John Dory. You could date any troll you wanted and yet you're sticking with me. It honestly feels like a dream sometimes... And I'm scared of the day you realize you can do WAY better and decide to leave me.”

After processing this, he immediately holds your face in his hands and gives you the most serious expression you've ever seen on him. “I don't want just any random troll... I want you. You're my number one fan, and I'm yours, so don't even think about stuff like that, okay?”

After the exchange, he's always on the lookout for whenever your bad habit wants to kick in again and is ready to stop it ASAP

Spruce/Bruce

He notices it happens mostly when you're working at the cantina.

Whenever you get an order wrong, trip over your own feet or don't remember how to work one of the machines properly, you'll go into an awkward insecure flight response.

You'll say “Oops! Sorry! Clumsy Twinkle Toes, coming through!” while grinning and laughing along with the customers, but Bruce knows that it's affecting you more than you lead on.

It also happens whenever BroZone is getting ready to perform and you don't know what to do with yourself since you're “standing in the way”, despite being told multiple times that it's okay for you to be backstage with everyone else.

When he talks to you about it, you get really uncomfortable and just say that it's no big deal and that you can handle it.

“I've always been a clumsy person, so I guess that's always making me doubt myself over the smallest of things... Sorry if it's annoying.”

Bruce will then proceed to give you a huge warm hug and a kiss on the forehead as he whispers comforting words into your ear.

“Hey, I can be clumsy too! I've always been the worst out of everyone when it comes to choreography. Don't tell JD though, cause I know he'll throw a fit knowing I don't practice.”

He'll throw in other examples that may seem inconsequential to you, but you appreciate the effort nonetheless and smile and giggle through the embarrassing stories he shares.

He helps you get more confident by being there with you while taking orders at the cantina and praising you whenever you get something right— albeit in private as to not embarrass you.

Same goes with rehearsals, where he WILL drag you into the lounge area to hang with his brothers and/or Poppy and Viva when they decide to visit, too.

Overall he wants what's best for you and will try and push you out of your comfort zone, but only in a safe environment where he knows that if something does go wrong, it won't be as catastrophic as you make it out to be in your head.

You never stop thanking him for being your crutch during these times.

Clay

The moment he hears the words come out of your mouth he's completely flabbergasted.

First of all, who said those things to you? Because he swears he just wants to talk to them—

It's at a sleepover with his brothers and the gals at the Bergen Golf Course, and among the many games, snacks and movies watched, pictures are also taken.

As soon as you take a look at the array of selfies, you let out what sounds like a mix between a laugh and a sigh.

“I mean, at least it stays consistent— in photos, I look ugly. And in real life, I'm also ugly!”

As soon as those words leave your lips, Clay is at your side with an almost unreadable expression, only to snatch one of the photos from your hands. “How DARE you say that about the most attractive troll I've ever met? Shame on you!”

He then starts going around the room waving the picture around to his brothers, saying stuff like “Look how attractive my S/O is! I'm dating them!” while you're just blushing profusely and begging him to stop (even though deep down your kinda giddy about it).

After that day, Clay will do small gestures in which he reminds you how beautiful he thinks you are. Everything to outright saying it each morning, joking about it with his brothers, and even bragging about you to his friends in the Bergen Golf Course.

He's a simp and he's totally okay with that because it's you.

Clay feels like he's the luckiest troll in the world for being able to snatch someone like you since he's “the most boring and uninteresting of the bunch”, so he feels like he's hit the jackpot.

You immediately tell him that he's not boring to you and that he's the best boyfriend ever, which only causes him to smirk.

“Doesn't feel good to know the person you love feels so bad about themselves, does it?”

Finally realizing his reverse psychology, you give in with a laugh. “No, it doesn't. I guess... We can both work on that? Together?”

And so you do, and end up helping each other whenever one is feeling down in the dumps, as a sort of personal cheerleader. You truly couldn't have asked for someone better.

Floyd

You're the kind of person who's very vocal about your interests.

So it's no surprise that you have to catch yourself mid-ramble whenever you're talking about something you're either interested in or knowledgeable about. And with Floyd being such a good listener, it honestly slips your mind more times than you'd prefer.

After realizing you've been talking for too long, you turn pink in the face and start apologizing profusely.

“Sorry! You probably didn't need to hear all of that. They didn't call me ‘Chatter Box’ when I was younger for nothing! Haha...”

But Floyd could care less about any of that. He loves hearing you talk, not just because he's not much of a chatty person, but because he just finds it incredibly endearing.

He'll hold your hands in his own and give you the softest smile ever that just makes you think that it should be illegal to be THIS sweet.

“You're just so cute when you get lost in the moment like that. Besides, I love seeing you happy. By all means, I'm glad you get to do the talking for the both of us, otherwise we wouldn't get anywhere in this relationship.”

You laugh at his attempt to make you feel better and melt under the touch of his lips on your cheek.

After that, whenever you go out either just the two of you or with your group of friends, Floyd will encourage you to express yourself. He does this by either asking you a question directly or subtly incorporating you into the conversation by saying something like. “I think (y/n) knows about this kinda stuff. Don't you, love?”

Obviously this all happens with your consent beforehand, since he doesn't want to put you in a tight spot, either.

Either way, he always values whatever you have to say, since you always bring in new perspectives that maybe others didn't think about before.

He will also encourage you to be yourself and not try and match your topics of conversation with things you think other people will find interesting. You deserve to be happy by sharing what you love with the world.

Poppy and Viva are huge helps in the art of feeling confident by speaking your mind, and Floyd couldn't be happier for you.

You thank him by telling him about your day each night, in which sometimes he'll fall asleep to the soothing sound of your voice, which only warms your heart on so many levels.

“Goodnight, my prince.”

“Goodnight, my little chatter box.”

Branch

Just like Clay, this man is ready to throw hands.

Just give him a name and he'll get the job done before sunrise—

He notices that sometimes you struggle with finding outfits for different occasions, either something casual, dressy, classy, etc.

But it's not because you don't have anything in your wardrobe, on the contrary it's pretty much brimming. It's more the fact that you're not satisfied with any of them because you feel like you don't look good in them.

Branch tries to convince you otherwise, saying that you look great no matter what you wear, but you can't help but feel self-conscious in anything that isn't a good old sweatshirt.

He isn't knowledgeable in fashion (clearly) so he enlists the help of Poppy and The Snack Pack to try and cater outfits to your exact measurements, along with any other nitpicks you've had in the past with either texture or material.

I mean, Branch has backup plans to his backup plans, you think he wouldn't keep notes on what kind of stuff his S/O doesn't like— INCLUDING mundane stuff like their clothing?

He surprises you with these, and you can't help but feel attractive in them since he paid extra attending to the complaints you had from your own designs.

“I personally think you look great no matter what you wear. But if you feel so strongly about it, might as well get some stuff you'll actually enjoy wearing.” He'd said when you asked why he did it, and your heart just melted.

You vow to try and work on your self-imagine regardless, which he gets happy over and says he can't wait for you to see yourself the way he does.

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multi-kpop-fanfics · 10 months

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I’m just thinking about tiger hoshi with his little bunny gf and how he would treat her. Soft and gentle or rough and pining her to the bed?

😘 kbye

wifey i love your brain so much

tw: tiger hybrid!soonyoung, bunny hybrid fem!reader, mentions of heat, mirror sex, rough sex, unprotected sex (pls stay safe), breeding kink, choking, manhandling, use of petnames, squirting, power dynamics, established relationship!AU - minors dni.

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There are lots of things Soonyoung takes pride in - one of them being his extraordinary sense of smell. Then again, he's a tiger hybrid, so it's expected for him to have one.

But that doesn't make it any less fun for him to spot you just from the sweet smell of your pussy during your heat.

As soon as you walk out of the shower to alleviate your raging hormones, your boyfriend is standing right in front of the door, catching you off guard.

"Fuck - Soonyoung, it's not that hard to knock on a door!" You clutch your bathrobe with your hands.

"Aww, did I scare my pretty little bunny?" He pouts his lips in fake pity, his striped tail swishing back and forth.

"Well yeah! I was peacefully taking a shower and you just appeared in front of me without proper warning!"

Soonyoung pins you back on the wall of the bathroom, his face mere centimeters away from yours.

"Tigers don't alert their prey before striking, bunny."

"S-Stop it with the tiger quotes." You stutter, pussy producing more slick.

"Nah, I don't think I will." He purrs against your neck and his hands untie your bathrobe, letting it drop on the tiled floor.

He runs the tip of his nose over your pulse. "You smell fucking delicious. And it's not just your skin, bunny."

"Soonie, can you fuck me?" You plead him, hand rubbing his nape.

"Can I fuck you in front of the mirror?"

"God, yes."

You walk over to the foggy mirror and swipe it clean with your hand, bending down to present your holes to your boyfriend, a soft growl echoing in the small room.

He glues his body on your back, wrapping one hand around your neck and the other lifting one of your legs up to the sink, giving him enough space to admire your wet hole before slamming his cock inside you.

He enters you with one swift thrust and sets a very unforgiving pace, a mix of feral noises and moans coming out of his mouth.

"I love your pretty bunnycunt so much, it's always so wet and warm for me in your heats." He ruts his hips, slapping your ass as the grip on your throat starts tightening. You can feel yourself getting lightheaded, but just enough to have your senses intact and watch yourself becoming a mess for Soonyoung.

"Look how beautiful - Wish I could make you see how wet and messy your pussy has made my cock," his tongue laps up the skin of your nape, "Makes me want to breed it so bad."

"Please breed me, Soonie, my pussy needs your cubs, baby." You whine and bounce your ass back on his dick, wagging your fluffy tail excitedly.

He changes the angle of his hips just enough to hit the spongey spot in your cunt and you scream in bliss as you squirt all over your legs and the floor, skin covered with your clear fluids.

"That's my little messy bunny bitch." He breathes in your ear as he cums, not halting his thrusts even during his orgasm. Droplets of semen mix in with the remnants of your own orgasm, soiling your legs again.

Once his thrusts slow down, your breaths have already fogged up the mirror again and Soonyoung relaxes the grip on your neck. He takes his cock away and whistles when his eyes fall on the mess of your lower half.

"Fuck, I have to shower again." You pant, running your hand over your folds.

"We can always shower together." He back hugs you, tail wrapping around your legs.

"You're just looking for an excuse to fuck me again!"

"Are you saying you don't want me to?" He raises his eyebrow.

"Soonie, I am a bunny hybrid and I'm in heat." You protest and push your ass back on his half hard dick.

"That's what I thought too, pretty bunny."

#svthub #hoshi smut #soonyoung smut #svt hoshi #kwon soonyoung #svt smut #seventeen smut #seventeen #answered✨#chogiwapadada #devil wifey mars #tw hybrid

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cielles-random-vault · 1 year

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falling asleep with hobie brown! (sfw)

huge thanks to @michelleart8 for helping me choose

huuhhh title pretty self explanatory lmao

idk if i'll make this with other characters but like

yea :3

(half fully written fic half headcanons ?) (yknow what i'll do both)

bit of hurt comfort towards the hug scene? idk

also reader and hobie are in an implied established relationship

(word count: 250/300)

it was one of the many nights you spent waiting for hobie to come back home. with the two of you being spider people, you had a very few moments together.

but it didn't stop you from being in love.

coming home later than your boyfriend, or at least you thought you did, you took endless precautions to not make any noise. (which tbh doesn't make any sense tbh let's js say you're a quiet person)

just in case, you know, he did come home earlier than you...

the first thing that hit you as soon as you entered your appartment was that the window - which you often left open when you sleep so that your boyfriend could sneak in without waking you up - was closed.

you didn't pay it no mind as you thought it was the wind.

you headed to the bathroom to get into your pyjamas, where actually were one of hobie's old t'-shirts- which smell reminds you of home.

you then go to the kitchen to get a midnight snack, your all time favorite.

as you turned around, you notice the presence of your boyfriend.

"hobie? is something wrong?" you ask as you run to hug him.

he gave in the hug, shoving his head into your shoulder.

"so... tired... " he mutters, "glad i'm home..."

it was no surprise: the pressure of being a spider-person was extremely high. even though hobie tried his best to hide it, but even he needed to let it out sometimes.

(time for hcs bc idk how to truly describe the scene + it'll be easier)

i feel like he takes all the room there is on the bed like he'd be in some starfish position

somehow you're always touching him whether he's the big spoon or with your head on his chest or his arm around your shoulders

if you're scared of storms he would hug you close and confort you

"it's ok honey, it can't hurt you as long as i'm with you"

he plays with your hair when he can't fall asleep and wonders how non black people's hair work

if you're black/ a person of color he'd go like "ooo their hair is so cool :0

he secretely likes being the little spoon but he never asks for it

"ya can't sleep huh? want me to sing a sothing melody for ya?" (don't judge i have no idea how british people talk)

he always asks you if he can move if you're laying on him - if you're asleep he just doesn't

I KNOW HE WOULD CONFORT YOU IF YOU HAD A NIGHTMARE

"y'had a bad dream ? c'mhere i'll comfort you"

he braids your hair when he can't fall asleep

idk i feel like he only feels at peace in smalls moments like this when he's with you

also when the two of you can't sleep he plays you songs on his accoustic guitar (idk i feel like he's been given one when he was a kid and that's how he started learning)

maybe holding hands under the blankets? also you conforting him after a very tiring day he'd have his head on your lap and he'd fall asleep like that

he probably pushed you out of the bed more than once

"what the fuck are you doing on the floor??" but then he'd know it's his fault and js laugh about it

that's all i got for now i think i'm v tired atm i'll probably edit this later or do a part tO but like xdd hope you enjoyed ;3

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victorbutnotreally · 3 months

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hi!! my first time requesting, but you're writing is just too good.

can you do one where the reader makes like a suicidal joke or says something tragic and brushes it off and han gets concerned and asks him abt it and all that?

please only do it if you're comfortable (i read 'life over death' so i thought you'd be comfortable, but it's fine if you don't do it)

anyway, stay hydrated <3

Just a Joke? - Han Jisung x Male Reader

A/N: I do that all the time omg it's so annoying cuz I can't control myself and I'll say these to someone and they look at me like "Are we gonna unpack that or...?" But thanks for the request and don't be shy to request again, darling <3

warnings: suicidal joke, mentions of suicide, bad writing (I suck at writing comforting shit)

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What would you do in a zombie apocalypse?

Jisung barely had time to think out his plan when Mn answered a single word.

"Die." Jisung laughed.

"I guess that makes sense." Mn made an expression which said "what else am i supposed to do?"

"It's the best excuse to die, I wouldn't give up that golden opportunity."

Jisung's eyebrows furrowed. That sentence is what concerned him. Why is Mn looking for opportunities to die? He didn't want to get Mn to open up during what was supposed to be a fun interview, so he made a mental note to ask him when they got home. That single sentence managed to scare him.

It seemed like Mn didn't notice the worried glances Jisung spared him. Maybe these thoughts were...normal to him? Jisung didn't understand...Mn was happy. At least, he seemed to be.

Once they got home, he didn't waste time in asking Mn about that particular sentence. He tried to be subtle, though. But that did nothing to mask his concern.

"Hyung.." Mn looks up from his phone.

"Yeah?"

"Would you really just..give up and die if there's a zombie apocalypse?"

"Yeah. Living doesn't seem worth it."

"Right..." Mn nodded awkwardly, shifting his gaze to a random throw pillow on their couch.

"But would you- I mean, you said something about not wanting to waste an opportunity to die."

"..I did. It's not-" Jisung listened carefully, not wanting to interrupt him despite his urge to just wrap him up in a hug.

"It was a joke...y'know?...Just...a joke."

Seeing Mn who was usually very sure of what he was saying sound so...unsure, as if the words were to convince himself rather than to convince Jisung was alarming to him.

"Just a joke?"

"Mhm." Jisung was definitely not convinced. He wrapped his arms around Mn, listening to his heartbeat and praying to the heavens that it wouldn't stop anytime soon.

"Do you honestly feel that way? That you'd take up any opportunity to die?"

"I guess I get overwhelmed sometimes. Like it would just be better to give up. But don't worry, I won't leave you guys behind." Jisung's lips curved into a small, relieved smile at those words, his heartbeat slowing down.

"Promise to come to me if you feel like ending things. No matter the time, no matter what, just come find me. I don't want to lose you. Ever."

Mn sighed in content, hugging the younger male tighter.

"Okay..but don't worry so much, yeah?"

"Can't help it."

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respectthepetty · 26 days

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I'm not over it!

Ishida openly stating that he wanted to do something more than just hug Mitsuya, but he didn't want to take advantage of the situation has been replaying in my head all day.

Ishida admitted his family is affectionate, so the fact that he has held himself back from touching Mitsuya, from comforting Mitsuya, from holding Mitsuya for so long until the exact moment he no longer could has been replaying in my head all day.

And it's because Ishida asked Mitsuya if he saw him as an adorable boy or as a man because he needs Mitsuya to see him as a man, so Mitsuya's immediate defense is to reject Ishida by calling him a kid.

Then he brings up Ishida's dating history.

Mitsuya is saying this with a hint of sorrow, but all of this is actually very cruel!

He knows Ishida likes him. Ishida has made that clear. He knows Ishida likes him even in a very physical sense. Ishida just made that clear. So for Mitsuya to immediately tell Ishida he is a "good kid" who he implies is just going through a phase is hurtful, AND HE KEEPS GOING!

Mitsuya offers up solid reasons for them not to go further: society's views on their age difference. Yet Mitsuya does not frame it that way. He starts with "if I had a son like you." He is, once again, establishing Ishida is a child, and even more insulting, he is making Ishida *his* child, which quickly diminishes any other type of relationship existing between them.

Mitsuya isn't just rejecting Ishida, he is pushing him away by drawing a deep line based on Ishida's insecurity. They can never work because Mitsuya is an old man, and Ishida is a child.

The only time Mitsuya's fully looks Ishida in his face throughout this entire scene is when he tells Ishida he cannot come there anymore.

He holds himself for the rest of his delivery as his arms act as a stand-in for Ishida's hug, but they can't replace the warmth that Ishida gives. And Mitsuya's know that.

Mitsuya called Ishida. Mitsuya wanted Ishida to be there. Mitsuya didn't want Ishida to leave. But now faced with Ishida's physical desire for him, Mitsuya lashes out. It doesn't feel that way at first. It comes across that Mitsuya is thinking of Ishida and his future, but Mitsuya is afraid. His desire for Ishida to be in his life scares him. This is Mitsuya's problem.

This whole episode has been about Frito, but it isn't about Frito. Not really.

Mitsuya has stated he was reckless with other men's hearts, and Mitsuya got Frito as a distraction after his heart was broken. As much as his last relationship hurt him, Mitsuya never experienced love until he got Frito. At least not at this level. He stated that he could live happily for the rest of his life in that house with Frito and nothing else.

But, again, this isn't really about Frito. Ishida was a distraction like all the editors and guests who come to Mitsuya's house. He makes them food, and they leave, but somehow, Ishida was different.

And now Mitsuya wants Ishida around. He worries about him. He thinks about him. He needs him. And that is too much for Mitsuya because what would he do if he lost Ishida? If his last breakup was bad even with all the turmoil, imagine how bad this soft and kind love would hurt? If he feels this way now, how would he feel after a few months or even years? What would he do if he lost Ishida after giving him his heart?

So he doesn't. He turns his back to Ishida. He throws subtle insults. He stops it before it starts.

And the camera lingers.

I truly thought Ishida would walk back in because the camera made me believe he would.

But he didn't.

Mitsuya dismissed him, and like a good kid, Ishida did as he was told.

Which is why for the first time in a long time, I need to see a Japanese BL boy run toward his heart. Ishida respects Mitsuya which is why he left, but Ishida also proved Mitsuya right. Ishida will do as he is told. If Ishida's family disapproves, he will do as he is told. If society tells Ishida this isn't right, he will do as he is told. Ishida continued baseball even when he knew he no longer loved it because his family had put so much into his dream. Ishida is a good kid who always thinks of others before he thinks about himself. He even told Mitsuya to go to Paris if that would make him happy when it would have destroyed Ishida.

So it's time for Ishida to be a man and follow his heart. He began this journey by transferring into the sports editor position. He hugged Mitsuya even when Mitsuya told him to stop. And now he needs to run after Mitsuya even though Mitsuya is pushing him away.

Noguchi, climbing through windows and over walls and sneaking through doors, makes sense now.

Shige said Mitsuya was always like this, useless in romance. Mitsuya puts up walls that men have to climb. He closes doors that men have to open. And he shuts off his heart.

So Ishida needs to be a man and stay even when he is told to go instead of an obedient child who leaves.

Ishida needs to keep going even when he is told to give up.

Frito made Mitsuya into the adult he is today by teaching him how to care for others, but Ishida is going to make Mitsuya understand what it means to be cared for.

Ishida will be a great partner because he will be the man who runs home to the guy he loves.

But, first, he has to stop being such a damn good kid.

#mr mitsuyas planned feeding #mitsuya sensei no keikakuteki na edzuke #I will be here all week #Ishida is the best boy #but I need him to be a great guy now #push back against mitsuya #we can respect boundaries all day #BUT PUSH BACK!#you aren't a kid anymore #you are a man #and you love another man #BE BRAVE ABOUT IT!

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maehemthemisfit · 1 year

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Hc that while Scaramouche was very "what are you doing? No that's stupid get away from me" wanderer is very "alright." He will tell you it's stupid still but he isn't going to stop you. You wanna put pigtails in his hair? Yeah, well, he's going to take a nap on your thighs and take them out when he wakes up. You wanna run up to him and hug him? Alright. He might hug you back. Casually.

I don't think he's good with emotions yet and he's still probably scared of being "weak" but not as much. Which allows him to enjoy his s/o more!

One thing that does not change is his reaction to someone hurting you. I'm talking more physically here because I can see Wander having some restraint with someone being verbally rude to you. Physically though? All bets are off. He's tracking them down and making them regret they were born. Murder, when it comes to your safety, is always on the table.

Wanderer is a bit more "big dog privilege" than when he was Scara mostly just because he has free time. Scara def made sure people didn't mess with you, but now Wanderer can go on late night walks with you. You wanna go to some event? Well, humans are fragile creatures and if he looks away from you for two seconds you're more likely to straight up die so he supposes he could go with you (he worries.)

In essence, Scaramouche is ur bf who's very emotionally unavailable and Wanderer is your emotionally unavailable boyfriend who lets you get away with everything

AHEM

There's only so many times Wanderer can keep up his uncaring façade. Sure, he may roll his eyes at your forms of affection and make a small fuss about a few of your ideas for dates, but if you ever backtrack on any suggestions or hesitate when touching him, he's immediately taking back his words... by making it seem like he doesn't mind or that he's "only doing this for you so you won't whine about it later."

Wanderer: You wanna use my hat as an umbrella? Hmph. THE AUDACITY TO EVEN-

Wanderer 1 min later: *holding you close to his chest so you won't get wet* sigh, stop moving. do you want to get wet? 😒

Same with Scara, except his ego my win a few times and he does grumpily watch as you walk away, too stubborn to admit his act.

Even though his words don't express it, his body never fails to. Those hugs he'd sometimes reciprocate, becomes more frequent and he holds you closer to his chest. He'd fine more excuses to hold your hand, even if none of them make sense.

Its a... very slow process.

If someone ever lays a hand on you though, Wanderer would absolutely be livid. Thoughts about murder though? It depends on the severity. If someone just shoved you on the street he'd probably make their day miserable, but if someone genuinely attacked you with intentions to hurt you as much as they could...? MURDER?

Nahida: Is never the answer!

Wanderer: ...

Wanderer: But it sure is the question! YOU DARE TO GAZE UPON-

Nahida: *sprays with water* 💦🔫 No, bad Wanderer!

He'll get his revenge without causing death. She never said violence was was off the table. Dottore though? Murder is always the answer.

Emphasis on the scary dog privileges, I swear his glares burns right through peoples soul.

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cluelessbees · 1 year

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Mike's Anxiety in Season 2

OKAY, I really wanted to explore/discuss Mike's anxiety in season 2. Specifically around losing Will. Because the show really focuses a lot on Joyce's anxiety but rarely does it touch on Mike's (even tho its clearly hinted at).

You can see throughout the season that Mike is really protective over Will. Whenever Will gets a vision and Mike snaps him out of it. He always hugs him the exact same way. Like outside the arcade and on halloween.

It's the same huge. I don't thing it's just a sign of comfort. I feel like its also Mike's way to coping. He's ensuring himself like I got him. He's here. He's holding him close because he's afraid of letting go and losing him again.

And if you think about it. It really makes sense because Mike was one of the last people to see Will. He disappeared after leaving Mike's house. There is a sense of guilt from that. And if you remember the next day of school, he was the only party member who felt something off about not seeing Will.

Everyone else brushed it off and so he did too. And he went about his day as normal, only to find out his gut feeling was right and that Will was gone. And that stuck with him. He was right and he ignored his gut. And in season 2 you sort of get a parallel to that moment when Will goes to the doctors.

The same thing happens where Mike has a bad feeling and Lucas just tries to reassure him its nothing/downplay it. But this time Mike doesn't ignore the feeling. It sticks.

Because he knows that the last time he ignored it, he was wrong.

Along with all this you also see how much more Mike panics compared to everyone else when Will is sort of unaccounted for.

Like when he finds him in Halloween he's FRANTICALLY asking if Will was okay. He even mentioned how he couldn't find him and that scared him. He was terrified that something happened to Will again. Same thing happens when Mike notices Will wasn't there when they were looking for dart. You can see the rush of panic flood through him. He is terrified.

Like– you can't tell me that in those moments he wasn't experiencing flashbacks to when Will disappeared.

And the next day at school, when Will didn't show up . We see Mike notice and we see how much it affects him. And, unlike season 1, the first chance he gets he calls their home.

And when no one answer, he plans to immediately head to their house the second school is over.

And he doesn't just ask nicely/quietly. he keeps pushing to see Will.

Is Will here? Is he okay? Those were the first thoughts that came to his mind. He wasn't even listening to what Joyce was saying. He just needed to see Will and make sure he isn't hurt (You can literally see him try and peer through the door).

I don't know it's just so sad to see how scared Mike is of losing Will! Like the events of season 1 really affected him mentally and I just really wanted to explore it more in depth.

#byler #mike wheeler #MY BOY DESERVES HUGS AND FREE THERAPY PLEASE #will byers #stranger things #byler analysis #Mike wheeler analysis #my gifs #im gonna make a separate post with all the gifs because they took so much Time to make holy shit #please reblog-- ;---:

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god-has-entered-my-body · 4 months

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omg omg omg so

we both know how much you're going to enjoy this

but like no pressure and all 🩵

A/N: tysm for this babe, its short but i hope u like it!!

wc: guessing here, maybe 1k?

content warnings: smut, dirty talk, begging, jealousy, girlie is a bit mean, pegging, sex toys (strap), peachy lube because its mpind matty, no beta we die like men

"Don't."

"You know i didn't mea-"

An exasperated sigh leaves your lips as you cut him off again, taking a tantalizing step forward, the distinct smell of cigarettes and perfume filing your senses.

Matty scrambles to stand upright, and despite his tall stature he feels small under your gaze. Your eyes rake over his body, taking in every feature of it, drinking him in. His shirt clings to him like a second skin, the dark blue cotton hugging him in all the right places.

Too-big shorts hang low on his hips, reaching past his knees, his feet clad in white and grey trainers.

He's truly beautiful, but that doesn't excuse the shit he pulled not twenty minutes ago, his eyes low as you walk towards him, a distinct aura of defiance encasing him.

"She wasn't coming on to me, I swear I just-" "You just lit her fag for her? Is that it?" you groan in annoyance, rubbing your temples. "She was fucking drooling over you Matty, you'd have to be blind to not see it."

Matty tries to stutter out another apology, curtly cut off by you pressing your entire body up against him, his knees hitting the foot of the bed. Losing his balance, you manage to maneuver him under you, your hands pinning down his on either side of his head.

The atmosphere shifts, and you can hear Matty's breathing accelerate, getting more and more irregular the harder you stare, his lips parted in anticipation.

"Is this what you wanted? My attention? Fucking hell." Matty twitches under you as your grip on his wrists tightens. His voice comes out garbled and unintelligible as you trail your teeth down his jaw, biting down right where his neck begins. He hisses in delicious pain, small pleas spilling from his lips.

"Please, i'm sorry, i didn't mean to make you jealous- I just-"

"Don't fucking bother, I saw how you were looking at me, begging for a reaction."

The expression on his face is priceless when he realises he's been caught, averting his gaze in a weird sort of shame. With firm hands on his hips, you manage to catch him off guard, flipping him over so that his face is pushed into the pillows, muffling any sounds of protest.

"Don't. move." you order, his body stills at your cold tone, a million thoughts running through his mind, each one more incoherent and lust-driven than the last. The fact that he's still fully dressed only makes him squirm more as he hears the distinct sound of you undressing, the soft clink of leather and metal making his heart thrum against his ribs.

The bed dips when you finally kneel, cold fingers running under his shirt, caressing his chest from behind. Matty's breath hitches at the sensation, and he gasps, feeling your legs settle on either side of his hips.

Soft creaks of the bed are the only noise in the room as your hands snake down to undo the belt of his shorts, slipping them off him. You decide to leave his shirt on, that extra bit of humiliation only adding to the adrenaline coursing through his veins, all the blood in his head rushing south, his cock slowly filling as you dig your nails into the back of his neck, leaving angry red crescent moons indented into the skin.

Matty doesn't speak, he's scared and so fucking turned on he can't even form a single coherent thought, let alone a full sentence. The snap of his boxers against his hip as you pull them down and off him makes him shudder.

"Don't be all shy now, we both know how much you're going to enjoy this." the tip of your strap pressed against his hole makes a wanton whine rip itself from his throat, filling your ears.

"Please darling I need you so bad, fuck." he moans, his knuckles white as he claws at the sheets, back arching into you. The cap of the bottle of peachy scented lube is loud in the near silence of the room, Matty's breath stuttering at the oh-so-familiar sound.

His cock twitches against the covers as you coat the strap and your fingers in the slick substance, using the remaining liquid to draw a small heart on the exposed skin of his back, a soft groan sounding from Matty.

"Fuck me, fuck me so hard i can't think, pleasepleaseplease I need it, I need to feel you." his rambles make are cut off as you inch your way inside of him, a desperate whimper leaving his lips as his hips buck up against the strap, the cool sensation making goosebumps erupt all over his pretty, tattooed skin.

"So fucking pretty for me baby, taking me so well." you coo into his ear, your tongue swiping over his earlobe as he gasps against the hand covering his mouth, a single finger pressing down onto his tongue. His words come out incoherent, swears and pleas muffled by your digits in his mouth.

It really doesn't take long for his moans to pitch higher, beads of precum bubbling at the tip of his cock like a warning, your hand wrapping around him. The choked gasps Matty lets out are like music to your sinful ears, and you pump him faster, knowing just how badly he wants to be pushed over that delicious edge.

"Fuck darling, 'm gonna cum. Please make me cum- shit- it feels so fucking good oh god, oh fuckk." You don't even have to look at him to know the faint tears that coat his cheeks, rolling down his face as the pleasure grows to be to much, seconds away from painting the sheets white.

"You gonna cum, make a filthy fucking mess of yourself for me? Let me hear you baby, so fucking gorgeous, so pretty." you mutter against his ear, strained moans signalling just how close he truly is.

"I love you so much, fucking hell. 'm yours, all fucking yours." your heart swells with love as the words register, and you whisper a soft "I love you too." back to him, your hands speeding up its movements on his cock as he writhes underneath you.

Matty comes with a cry of your name, spilling all over your fingers and the bed as he buries his head into the plush pillows, the sheer force of his orgasm sending him into a state of delirium.

"You're so amazing for me, did so good." you murmur, a satisfied sigh coming from Matty as he flops limply against the bed. Slipping out of him, you apologize softly as he hisses is pain, pressing loving kisses to the hollow of his throat.

"I'm sorry for being so harsh, I-" Matty giggles in your face and you cock an eyebrow at his reaction, looking at him slightly confused.

"You were so fucking hot, i might have to do it again if it gets you like that." you roll your eyes at his cheeky response, burying your face into his chest. "Don't you dare." Matty's teasing laugh fills you with warmth and lulls you into a welcoming sleep.

#blurb alert i guess #its been so fucking long oh my godddd #the 1975 #matty healy #matty healy fanfiction #matty healy x you #matty healy smut #the 1975 fanfiction #the 1975 fanfic #the 1975 smut #matty the 1975 #matty healy x reader #mpind matty #matty healy fluff #the 1975 fluff #drive like i do #matty healy fanfic #matty healy fic

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pacifymebby · 11 months

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Hope u r doing okay ❣️

Which of the peaky men would make the best fathers do you think?

ahhh you caught me at a broody moment bestie so

I think of all the Peaky men Bonnie and John would make the best fathers, they both strike me as family orientated, "fun" dads. They're definitely both very into keeping you pregnant haha, but I will get into that later, here are some quick little HCs about the men as dads <3

Tommy

🌿 "Over Protective Dad"

🌿 He's the serious type of dad, the one with lots of rules, the one who definitely means it when he says "Behave, or else." He's very strict and the children definitely know not to cross him, sometimes you worry that he's too stern... and so does Tommy.

🌿 Because he adores his children, he's so proud of them and he has so much love for them, they're his proof that good things can really exist in this very bitter and twisted world... he just isn't always good at showing that love because the more you love something the more it hurts to lose that thing...

🌿 So he's terrified, every single second of every single day, that he's going to lose his little ones, that one way or another they'll be ripped away from him.

🌿 Thats why he has all these rules, and why he's so determined to see them kept to. Because he doesn't want something bad to happen to his children as a result of his "negligence"

🌿 He's also petrified that he'll be the reason their lives are ruined, he's scared he'll drive them away... a fear which is naturally made worse by his cold exterior and his struggle to be close with his family. He's always putting a distance between himself and the ones he loves, and it traps him in a mean cycle.

🌿 The kind of parent thats always trying to hide the worlds badness from his children, he wants them to stay innocent and care free for as long as possible so he wraps them in cotton wool and won't ever want them to do anything which could risk an unhappy ending.

🌿 That being said he rarely "lets" them win at games.

🌿 He gets very paranoid about their friends, the kind of parent that needs to know his children's friends parents before he lets the kids out of his sight. He worries when they're out after school, even more so if he has daughters.

🌿 Will hate his daughters boyfriends, will try his best to intimidate them.

🌿 His children will grow up resenting him for being controlling but in the end they will understand why he raised them the way he did because,

🌿 Ultimately Tommy is a devoted father figure, he's nurturing to the best of his ability. Nothing will hit harder than a "dad hug" when the kids are upset. He's sentimental as fuck so will make sure he is at every big event in the kids lives, he'll be the one taking photos.

🌿 Will never fail to tell his children he is proud of them. Sometimes it's a little scary when he tells them he loves them because he feels the emotion quite intensely.

🌿 Has killed for his children at least once, is determined they'll never find out.

Arthur

🍂 "Overwhelmed Dad"

🍂 Is absolutely desperate to be a good, hands on father but oh my god is it difficult! Theres so much to remember, so many things which need to be done all at once... He's the father who always has food stains on his shirt, the one who is always at least fifteen minutes late, running down the street with the kids to try and get them into school on time... He forgets stuff all the time, sends the kids to school without a packed lunch or dinner money and has to go running back with it.

🍂 He is very awkward at first because he's paranoid that he will be too rough, hold the baby too tightly, that he's going to hurt them. But he is just so full of love and adoration and even when they're very small his children will sense that love and feel happy whenever daddy is near.

🍂 His children are his sun stars and universe. They're his reason to heal and carry on living despite all the pain he often feels inside. They're his hope.

🍂 Always self conscious that he's being too loud or too rough, he's always swearing then apologising for swearing in front of them. "Son your fathers a very naughty man eh, you shouldn't try to copy him yeah?"

🍂 "fook" is probably one of your babies first words despite all of his efforts. His brothers think that this is completely hilarious but Arthur feels so bad about it.

🍂 He doesn't want his children to grow up to be anything like him, he can't see any of the good that you see in him, only the bad so he's always worrying that his kids will have inherited "the bad seed"

🍂 It isn't true however, where Arthur sees himself as over emotional/ unpredictable with violent mood swings, you see him as a passionate man with real feelings. You see him as someone who needs nurture and care. You're always trying to remind him that his "flaws" make him a more empathetic person, that he'll much better be able to understand his children because of his own life experiences.

🍂 A really defensive father, if his kids get into trouble at school for anything he will be 100% on his kids side, if they were scrapping then the other kid definitely started the fight and deserved it, if they were back chatting a teacher then "what the fuck are you doin eh? You're an adult and you can't stand up to a fucking six year old? Thats mad..."

🍂 You're constantly having to apologise to the school on his behalf but on the plus side your kids aren't ever getting bullied.

🍂 If you have daughters they will definitely be doing their best to keep boyfriends a secret... This is perhaps not really necessary though because ultimately Arthur is a desperately loving father who would do anything to make his kids happy... so your daughters don't need to worry about a thing, as long as their boyfriend intends to marry them and care for them until the end of his days.

John

🌼 "Still a Kid Dad"

🌼 He's the "fun" parent, the soft one that the kids know to ask for extra play time or sweets. They know they can get away with bloody murder when it comes to their dad. If they're boys he's going to be impressed when they manage to weasel their way out of trouble and if they're girls all they have to do is pull those adorable puppy eyes and they will definitely get what they want.

🌼 Absolutely spoils the kids rotten! Basically he lives to see his children smiling and to hear them laughing so he will do whatever he thinks is going to earn him hugs and smiles.

🌼 A real criminal when it comes to feeding the kids things like rice pudding, chocolate pudding "one for you, one for daddy, little scoop for you, big spoon for daddy..."

🌼 Always helping them get up to know good. Teaches them naughty rhymes and then daring them to sing them in front of you so that you're permanently horrified.

🌼 They make him behave like a big kid so he's always playing stupid imaginary games, playing cowboys with them, playing tig, always starting food fights with them any excuse to play fight and tickle them... Any excuse to pick the littlens up and squeeze them in a big hug.

🌼 So many Dad jokes just waiting to be dropped it's like a disease, he just can't stop making the worst jokes you've ever heard and yet his kids think he's hilarious.

🌼 Can, very rarely, but sometimes be serious, but it's only when something very serious has happened such as if he thinks the family is under threat or the children are in danger. It's so rare to see daddy serious that the kids always do as he says in these situations, it's like they can just sense that play time is over.

🌼 Absolutely adoring, falls asleep with the baby on his chest all the time, never wants to put the littlens down. Smothers them in kisses.

🌼 Whenever its your birthday he will gather all the littlens up to try and bake mummy's birthday cake, it will be messy, it will be bordering on a catastrophe, the kids and him will be covered in flour, sugar, cake mix, chocolate, the lot. But it will be the best thing you've ever eaten.

🌼 Perhaps the reason John is the way he is is that he didn't get much of a childhood himself, his own father let him down astronomically when he was a lad and so he's determined that his children are going to have as much fun as possible. He hates seeing them sad, doesn't ever want them to feel let down. So even though you do sometimes get very fed up with always being the "strict" parent you can understand why John is as laidback with he kids as he is. It's because he's trying so hard to give them everything he never had.

🌼 Look he's lowkey addicted to being a dad, wants to have so many children with you, can't keep his hands off you... He will always always be telling you what a good mother you are, how beautiful you look when you're pregnant, how proud he is of you, always talking to you about how together you've made a gorgeous family. Whenever you're holding one of the little ones, or whenever you're playing with the children he'll tell you how much motherhood suits you.

Alfie

🐻 "Grumpy Daddy"

🐻 Wasn't ever really expecting to be a father, wasn't ever really expecting to be a husband either to be honest but well, here he is and he can't say he isn't happy with his lot in life. When he finds out you're pregnant he is stunned, but he's determined to be a good father...

🐻 Always grumbling affectionately about parenthood, if his kids ask for help he'll put on a big song and dance of huffing and puffing and "oh I suppose I have to don't I I suppose I can't say no to my little angel..."

🐻 There is absolutely nothing this man will not whinge about, if theres a birthday party he has to take them to, if its the school run, other children's parents, helping with snack time, helping with homework, reading the bedtime story, carrying the kids when their legs get too tired... He will make a big song and dance all "woe is me the exhausted, overworked father, he never gets a minute to himself, never any peace and quiet, always bending over backwards for his family and what thanks does he get eh? What thanks exactly do I get in return for all this?"

🐻 Usually by the end of these speeches his little ones are giggling and you're affectionately rolling your eyes... Usually a kiss on the cheek is all the thanks he really needs to shut him up. And he's never being serious anyway, he actually really loves being a dad, its much nicer being at home with the family, playing the hero rather than the villain as he does at the bakery and in his dealings with Tommy Shelby.

🐻 Makes up the bedtime stories, they always go on and on and on, with the strangest characters.... Often he will ramble on and lose himself all "and then the princess yeah, the beautiful, mesmerising, heavenly princess in the tower... who looks a lot like you now I come to think of it my little cherub... the princess right, she looks down at the prince and she says, oi, mate... you touch my hair again yeah and I'll chop your head off and kick it like a football all the way to Timbuktu..." "Daddy!" your little one will gasp, giggling and fighting him, "a princess wouldn't say that!" "Well you see this princess would right my little angel cause this Princess yeah, she's a feminist ain't she..."

🐻 Honestly he'd be such a soft father to a little girl, he'd spoil her rotten and she'd be the princess of Camden town. Nothing would ever be good enough for his little cherub.

🐻 Would make a point of turning up on the first day of school so that everyone would know who his kids father is, so that they'd know not to mess with them - teachers included.

🐻 Much like Tommy however he is very overprotective, he has lots of rules as a result of him always worrying about his children. He knows the absolute pits the world can sink to, he knows how dangerous it is out there and therefore he will constantly be werriting about the safety of his children, about who they're friends with, where they hang out. He will run background checks on all their friends. He will send Ollie out spying on them.

🐻 He's the kind of dad who won't forget about Mum, he'll see how tired you are and want to dote on you too. He'll definitely be the first to try and hush the kids so that mummy can have a nap, or he'll take them out to the market to pick out some presents for mummy. He's always reminding them how much their mummy loves them and everything that she does for them, always reminding them to make sure they tell their mother that they love her very much.

🐻 Big on manners. Won't ever swear in front of the children and he won't let them curse either. He also is always reminding them of their manners, will not raise rude children who don't say please and thank you or hold doors open for people.

🐻 Similar to Arthur, his children can never do any wrong, the only person who is going to tell his kids off his him, if a teacher wants to talk about his children's bad behaviour he's going to talk to the teacher about why they're failing as a role model.

Bonnie

🍀 "Nurturing Dad"

🍀 Family is the most important thing in this lads life. He is absolutely devoted to you and the children, he would do anything for you. He never misses anything, from birthdays to bath time, story time... anything, he doesn't want to miss a second of his children's lives.

🍀 He's very laidback, often very cheeky, always very quick to make you and the little ones laugh. Much like John he's the "fun" parent, he's always playing games with the children, loves to make them laugh with silly little slight of hand tricks (definitely overdoes the "coin from behind the ear" trick)

🍀 Will teach his kids boxing, will teach the girls to fight too if its what they want letting them punch his hands and try to take him out (if all the kids gang up on him at once they can wrestle him to the floor so that you have to save him... not that you always feel like it - "hmmm I don't know Bon, I think you might have been asking for it?"

🍀 His favourite thing to do is to gather all the little ones up into bed with you and him, all of you tucked under the covers for a bedtime story. He does the voices but he gets shy in front of you so he can't help but blush when he's doing the silly parts. Encourages the kids to join in and do the voices themselves.

🍀 Loves to teach the littlens things, practical skills like woodworking/ hunting/ how to make a fire or a shelter. Any excuse to take them out into the forest to build a den or go camping.

🍀 He's really traditional and would definitely want to raise the children with traditional traveller values, wants to raise them how he was raised however

🍀 He's ambitious and he doesn't want his children to grow up in the bordering on poverty that he grew up in so he will work so hard to give them anything they could ever desire. He doesn't exactly spoil them because he definitely teaches them the value of their work, but he'd never let his children go without. He never lets you go without either, even if he doesn't want to spoil the children he does want to spoil you, "you deserve it sweetheart, for being such a perfect mammy."

🍀 Wants to have a really big family and loves getting you pregnant. He loves taking care of you and being nurturing when you are pregnant and he loves doting on you and the children... One day when they're all grown up his empty nest syndrome will be worse than yours.

🍀 A really nurturing father, will teach his boys that it's alright to cry and express their emotions, will want to kill anyone who makes his little girls cry. Will teach his sons to look after and love their sisters. Will raise his kids to know that family comes first always. If one of his kids gets into trouble at school for fighting, but it turns out he was fighting to defend his sister, Bonnie will be really proud of them and much to the teachers despair, will tell them "you did the right thing, next time hit him twice, one from me eh?"

🍀 Will do his best to be friendly when his daughters bring boys home but he will need so much support from you, so many gentle reminders to "be nice" because thats his little girl and what if this lad isn't good enough, what if they hurt her or let her down or... You'll probably have to remind him that no matter what no ones going to replace her dad, he'll always be important to her.

Isaiah

🐀 "Cool Dad"

🐀 Don't get me wrong, I'm sure that he's going to mature into a decent father but, it's going to take some time and a lot of growing up.

🐀 I get slightly unreliable vibes from him. He won't take parenthood seriously at first, he'll have no idea how hard it is or how out of his depth he is... He'll definitely think that everyone else is exaggerating when they warn him how much of his life he's going to have to put into being a father... Fatherhood is going to hit him like a freight train.

🐀 He assumes he's going to be great at it because he assumes he's great at everything, but then he's overwhelmed by the long sleepless nights and how difficult it is to read a babies mind... So because he isn't immediately great at it it knocks his confidence a bit, he gets frustrated with himself and becomes convinced that he's "just not meant to be a father"

🐀 So this leads to arguments, naturally... because "you really should have thought about that before you knocked me up Isaiah!" You would start to doubt whether you could rely on him, whether he resents you and the children as a burden, whether he even wants to stay with you or whether he's going to leave...

🐀 When you argue about that fact and you come out with "well if you're so fucking unhappy why don't you just leave... if you're so convinced you're not meant to be a father we'll just have to get by without you won't we..." He'd be stunned by this outburst and genuinely have no idea where it's come from. Because he's stupid.

🐀 He'd be really taken back but forced to consider your words he'd start to realise that this is hard for both of you, that you're both doing something you've never done before, that the responsibility is new and tiring for you both... just because he thinks you're better at it than he is doesn't mean you're not also just making it up as you go along...

🐀 And your suggestion that he might want to leave you makes him realise just how much he could lose, makes him realise that he doesn't want to lose you or the little ones, that even if its hard he wants so badly to be a good man and father.

🐀 So then he'd start trying a lot harder, he'd stop expecting to get everything right the first time, he'd start trying to learn from you. Like I said, he's going to be a good father, but it's going to take time.

🐀 In awe of how good at mothering you are, doesn't understand how you can be soft and gentle and patient when the baby won't stop crying... He longs to develop that kind of patience but honestly, you have the patience of a saint and he knows he's never going to be as easy tempered as you.

🐀 He's a strange mixture of over protective and completely irresponsible, he takes the children with him to the pub, he lets them sip the foam from his beer to teach them that they won't like it. He will let them run riot at family gatherings.

🐀 Has definitely forgotten then baby and left them sleeping in their carrier under the table at the pub at least once.

🐀 However, the children are never allowed out of his sight, they can go to these places but only with him where he's there to look after them. His theory is that if he's so strict that his children never get to have any fun, they'll grow up wanting to break rules and do stupid dangerous things just for the sake of rebelling, so he's cool about it, he lets them drink when they're older so that they'll see theres nothing special about it, he'll let them hang around with the Blinders so that the mystery and glamour is taken out of it... whether this tactic works you'll have to wait and see, you're not entirely confident however...

🐀 He will be the kind of parent that speaks to his children like they're adults, they're going to learn swearing and sarcasm and back chat really young and its going to be a nightmare.

🐀 Will be suspicious of all boys who so much as look at his daughters because he was a teenage boy once and he knows what they're like. Whenever you remind him, "we were just as bad at that age..." he'll say "exactly and look where it got us, I'm not having some halfwit knock up my daughter!"

🐀 sometimes you think he says that just so you'll tell him that actually he makes a really good father.

Michael

☘️ "Perfectionist Dad"

☘️ Being a father is probably more important to Michael than you realise... Having been taken from his real family when he was very young, he feels there's a part of childhood which he was robbed of and he's determined to make sure his own children have the best childhood.

☘️ Because of this he has quite a few rules that he sets, he just wants his children to be safe and to not waste their potential... however he will occasionally be soft on these rules and let things slide if he thinks it's going to make the children and you happy.

☘️ He puts so much pressure on himself to be the perfect father. He will never express his doubts to you but he has such high expectations of himself and you can tell. Sometimes you have to give him a kiss on the cheek and remind him that as long as he's doing his best thats all that matters, that his children will love him even if he makes mistakes. That you think he's a really good father and wouldn't ever wish for anyone else to be the dad to your kids.

☘️Tries his best to be supportive, sometimes struggles to be patient because he's a logical thinker and you can't always solve baby's crying the way you can a maths problem. Imagine him trying to reason with a toddler who won't eat their rice pudding... "Look you might not appreciate this right now little one but this snack is highly nutritious, its an excellent source of protein and its got lots of calcium which is especially important for making you grow big and strong just like daddy... so even if you don't like it eh, better to eat it up..." "Michael he's two..." "I'm just explaining...." "T W O"

☘️ You wouldn't expect it of him, and it's definitely something he struggles with a little however he's always determined to be an affectionate and loving father. He definitely comes off as being too serious when he kisses his children on the forehead and tells them he loves them, but they always know they can come to him when they need a hug.

☘️ He's a really attentive father when it comes to things like waking up in the night if the kids have had a nightmare or something, he will let you get your much needed rest and he'll be the one to deal with all issues nocturnal. Can change a nappy in his sleep, can pretty much sleep walk between your bed and the kids bedroom to answer their crying in the night.

☘️Will spoil his daughters rotten and accidentally raise princessy types. Doesn't really see the problem however because he thinks they're perfect in every way and deserve the absolute best.

☘️ Just like Tommy he is determined they will keep their childhood and their innocence for as long as possible. He will do his best to keep his children away from the family business, he doesn't want them to know that their father is a criminal and he certainly doesn't want them to ever know of all the evil things him and his cousins have done in the past. As a result he tells his children a lot of lies, feels incredibly guilty for being dishonest, and then ends up telling even more lies anyway.

☘️ He absolutely doesn't want his girls anywhere near boys, especially not peaky boys. He doesn't even really like them getting to see their cousins at family gatherings, is always reminding them that they're not like their cousins, they're honest well behaved children, their cousins are wild and can't be trusted.

☘️ Will try to teach his children to be brave, will want them to be able to stand up for themselves. He's a man with childhood trauma and he wishes he'd had the "wits" to defend himself as a child so he wants his own children to be able to fight back. However, a key component of this is that he wants his children to be able to tell him anything and know that their dad will always be on their side, he doesn't want them to keep any secrets from him at all. Wants them to know he will never be angry at them and that it's always better to tell daddy everything.

☘️ If anyone ever threatens or hurts his children he will probably genuinely plot to kill them, have them killed.

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#hope you enjoyed these they are longer than I anticipated

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liketheletter-l · 1 year

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SUMMARY: (read ch1 here!)

Hold up. When did he decide he’s going to learn—or, re-learn—chess? Leo. Does not know. Really, his brain gets ahead of him sometimes. But he doesn’t even bother tracking the thought process back, because it just… feels right. It makes sense. It makes him excited, actually. To have something to sink his teeth into. Something to focus that fizzy, spinning thing in his brain towards, something he can funnel all this excess energy into. He can get into it, learn all the terms and the fancy moves, get the full scope of it under his grasp until he can win again and again and again. And it’s going to be awesome. It’s going to be fun. (Leo doesn't sleep for a week. Leo gets really good at chess.)

CHAPTER 2: "still fun! Sort of!"

“Nardo—” “Hmm, this doesn’t look that urgent to me.” Leo taps a finger to his lips thoughtfully. “Nardo, I will disassemble your molecules—” Leo flips his hair so it hits Donnie in the face. “Unless, y’know, you don’t want to play for some other reason.” He spins around and leans artfully across the desk, examining the LEDs lining Don’s ceiling, stroking his chin faux-pensively. “Like, maybe, I dunno, you’re scared you’ll lose." Hook. Line.

IT'S FINALLY OUT! based on @tangledinink's TMWN au!!

details under the cut!

Chapters: 2/7 Fandom: Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (Cartoon 2018), Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Donatello & Leonardo (TMNT), Leonardo & Raphael (TMNT), Leonardo & Michelangelo (TMNT), Leonardo & April O'Neil (TMNT), Leonardo & Splinter (TMNT), Donatello & Leonardo & Michelangelo & Raphael (TMNT) Characters: Leonardo (TMNT), Donatello (TMNT), Raphael (TMNT), Michelangelo (TMNT), April O'Neil (TMNT), Splinter | Lou Jitsu Additional Tags: Angst with a Happy Ending, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Alternate Universe - Human, sorta - Freeform, Alternate Universe - High School, Donatello and Leonardo are Twins (TMNT), Disaster Twins Donatello and Leonardo (TMNT), good god they really are, Self-Esteem Issues, Insecurity, Miscommunication, Leonardo Needs a Hug (TMNT), Sleep Deprivation, Insomnia, self-care so bad it's borderline self-harm, Autistic Donatello (TMNT), Leonardo Has ADHD (TMNT), (But he doesn't know it yet), Chess, Chess Metaphors, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, He/Him and They/Them Pronouns for Donatello (TMNT), the uniquely horrible feeling of losing at chess, Sibling Love, Sibling Rivalry, Hijinks & Shenanigans, silliness, Angst and Humor

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kurov1864 · 3 months

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Robin dating hcs!!

- Aggressive cuddler. As in, he'll jump onto you kind of hugging. He'll wrap around you like a snake when cuddling. He'll squeeze you until you can't breathe and wouldn't let go even if the world was ending type shit.

- Might be projecting a bit but he might be insecure about being from a branch family?? In one of the manga chapters, Bachiko mentions that Robin is the perfect archer, but it was a shame that he comes from a branch family.

- ACTS. OF. SERVICE. While he is super clingy, making you think that his love language is physical touch, he actually expresses way more affection through doing stuff for you!! Like cooking for you (malewife material fr), pulling your blanket up when you fall asleep, preparing you a snack pack to boost your energy (and hopefully your patience) after being drained by an exhausting morning of teaching students, and organizing surprise dates. Mostly food-related tbh,,,

- Ohmygod the dates. I'm not sure what is up with him and dates but he love love loves to make each date more unique then the last. For example? A picnic date near the everflowing lava lake, where you both compete to see who can guess which geyser shoots the highest. A fishing date in the clouds, where you both quite literally fish for birds. An archery date in a crystal cavern, where you both rely on your senses and the random bursts of light the crystals emit to take each other down. With him, you would never have a "normal" date.

- Also really connected with nature. If you're not the outdoorsy type, you two might not be the best match. When he's not focusing on his students or his many teacher tasks, you can probably find him wandering around Babyls, exploring every nook and inch and finding more hidden gems. (I have a hc that Babyls is a lot like Hogwarts, with many unexplored areas that aren't shown on screen, just because it would be cool)

- Communication is key!! He's not afraid to state his feelings loud and clear, and probably expects you to do the same. If you don't say anything nor show any physical signs of discomfort, he'll take that as an OK to continue doing whatever he's doing. Please don't make him have to guess why you're in a bad mood. No matter how observant his archers eyes are, they're not all-seeing. This also means that if you're doing something that makes him uncomfortable, he'll tell you in a very straightforward manner, maybe a little more hesitant if you enjoy doing that thing a lot.

- The whole "communication is key" part will also carry over to fights. Remember, when you two fight it's you two against the problem, not each other. While that doesn't mean that you both can't show emotion to have a perfectly rational conversation, it would be appreciated if there were no emotional walls up.

- Big on PDA in front of friends/in public, a bit more toned down in front of students. Like, you cannot tell me that he's not the type to jump on you, sit on your lap, intertwine your hands and kiss your cheeks. He doesn't really see a need to keep his relationship private (not that he can), but did he really have to stuff it in everybody's faces that you two were dating? Oh absolutely.

- This brings me to my next hc. Despite being sunshine incarnate, he can get awfully possessive. That's why he wants to tell everybody that you were his by acting so affectionately out in public. This way, nobody could ever doubt or even think that you two weren't together. And well, if there actually was some knucklehead that apparently didn't get the message, he would make sure that before your next meeting with them, you would be... appropriately marked as his. Of course, he could always use his image as a socially oblivious teacher to use and scare them off imply that you two were dating.

- Speaking of socially oblivious, I hope you realize he is anything but. As I've mentioned before, being an archer and all it's in his blood to be observant. This translates to him being able to sense anytime you are in a foul mood. And being the attentive and caring lover that he is, of course he's going to try and comfort you! You don't want to tell him what's wrong? That's totally fine. He'll cook you a nice hot meal while you shower, and try to cheer you up by telling you silly stories over the dining table. Expect a few movies to be put on while you two cuddle, anything to make you feel loved and protected. You want to vent about your day? That's good as well! He'll take it as a compliment that you trust him enough to not tell anybody. Although he's usually hyper and speaks up whenever he wants, for you Robin would just sit and listen, nodding and giving appropriate comments whenever needed until you're all tuckered out.

- When finding out you're human, I honestly don't think much would change. He has full faith in Suvillian's evaluation of you, and he wouldn't allow somebody who is weak and defenceless to join the faculty. Probably the only difference would be him trying to find out more about the human world, because he's just naturally curious about everything.

- DATES FOR MARRAIGE. I cannot stress this enough. Although he's not extremely traditional like Kalego, he is extremely loyal. This means that if he agrees to date you it's basically a declaration that he wants to marry and spend the rest of his life with you. He will not get into a relationship that he thinks won't last because he simply thinks it wouldn't be fair to both parties.

- Loves cheesy nicknames. Things like "cutie pie", "bugaboo", and "my lil cutie patootie". He absolutely refuses to use normal nicknames, just because. Favorite part of the day is to shout those in front of students, just to see your face turn red and try to shut him up.

#kurovwrites #headcanons #dating headcanons #robin bars #bars robin #mairimashita iruma kun #wtdsik #wtdsik x reader #welcome to demon school iruma kun #bars robin x reader

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weirdkpopgirl · 2 years

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Breakdowns | Dream Reaction #8

Reaction: When their gf has a mental breakdown

Genre: Angst, slight fluff

Warnings: mentions of mental breakdowns, anxiety, and other mental health stuff

Word Count: 2636k

Author's Note: I know I've written scenarios similar to this. But someone on my most recent post for Jeno left a comment saying I should make an imagine version. So I thought decided to just try it. Because who doesn't love mental breakdowns? On the serious side, I really hope you have someone in your life who is there for you during hard times. Thank you for reading ^ - ^

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MARK

Mark and you were different but similar at the same time. You tend to approach things with logic and pessimism. On the other hand, he was more optimistic and expressive with his thoughts. But you were similar in the sense that you were both workaholics. Sometimes you chastised him about overworking. But deep down, you knew you were a hypocrite because you did the same thing.

Lately, you’ve been having trouble balancing college and your part-time job at a bakery. There’s been drama with the upper management. As a result, people were getting frustrated and quitting. Your boss was also asking you to do things that were beyond your pay grade.

Since you were young, you formed this habit of letting stress pile up. Which obviously wasn’t healthy, but you’ve grown used to it. When the load got too heavy, an explosion was quick to follow.

Mark witnessed this for the first time when you came home from another late night. He had let himself into your apartment after his schedule for the day. When he heard the front door being unlocked, he quickly greeted you.

“Hey Babe, how was work?”

You stared at your boyfriend momentarily, too tired to respond to his question. So you walked into his embrace. Your nose pressed against his gray hoodie, as your arms circled his waist to hug him.

Mark was a little taken aback because you rarely initiated affection. He became more concerned when he felt something wet on his hoodie. That was when he realized you were…crying.

“(Y/n)?”

You didn’t respond and let the tears fall. Your body slowly started to tremble. Nothing particularly awful happened to make you cry. Things just got to be too much, and you didn’t have the strength to hold yourself together anymore.

Luckily, Mark reacted quickly. Honestly, he was a little scared because he’s never seen you like this before. But he hugged you tightly, deciding that was what you needed right now.

Moments later, you pulled away and looked up at him with red eyes and wet cheeks. Your eyes widened in panic at the tear stains you left on his shirt.

“I-I’m so sorry,” You cursed, still a little shaky. “I didn’t mean to—”

He cut you off by taking your hand. “That’s not what I’m worried about.”

After helping you clean up, he brought you to your bedroom to lie down. There, he got you to talk about what’s been bothering you. His arms wrapped securely around your waist.

“Don’t feel like you have to keep in all that, okay?” He said later. “I know I get busy, but you’re important to me. I don’t want you struggling on your own.”

“Thank you…and I’m sorry again,” You mumbled, playing with his fingers.

He responded with a kiss on the crown of your head. “Don’t be. I love you, (Y/n)-ah.”

You closed your eyes and snuggled further into his chest, before whispering you loved him back. On a terrible day like the one you had, Mark’s embrace was the place you needed to be.

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RENJUN

Renjun knew about your tendency to overthink and how your head got to you sometimes. He could tell if you were having a bad day by the slightest change in your tone. Sometimes you didn’t want to talk about it, and he respected that. But he made sure you knew that he was always there when you needed him.

One day he found you on the floor, shaking with long, racking sobs. This wasn’t the first time Renjun has seen you break down like this. And it still broke his heart every time.

He’d cautiously go over to kneel in front of you. You slowly lifted your head when he placed his hands on your shoulders. He was giving you the most gentle look, and the waterworks started again.

“R-Renjun…”

“(Y/n)-ah, I need you to breathe for me, okay?”

You nodded shakily and let him guide you into taking several deep breaths. Once you had calmed down a bit, Renjun brought you into his arms.

Renjun and you weren’t the most affectionate couple. But it was during those moments that you found yourself seeking his touch the most. And if comfort was what you needed, Renjun had no problem showing how deeply he loved you.

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JENO

The first thing Jeno did after getting back from Japan was see you. Barely a week had passed since you last saw each other, excluding the late-night video calls in between. But being the clingy boy he was, that time away was too long for Jeno.

Honestly, you were happy to see him too. He came to your place, where you prepared home-cooked food for him. So Jeno had a nice time catching up and giving you all the kisses he missed.

In the middle of him telling you a behind-the-scenes story, your phone screen lit up with a text notification. You side glanced over to see the message and flipped the device over. Jeno caught the slight frustration in your expression.

“Is everything okay?” He asked.

You forced a smile on your face and nodded. “Just stuff with my mom. It’s fine though, I’m fine.”

Jeno knew you were lying because you always used that response in these situations. Regardless, he chose to not ask any further questions, with the hope that you’d come to him eventually.

When it got late, you suggested he just stay over for the night. You partially asked out of selfishness. Lately, you haven’t been sleeping well and thought you’d have an easier time if Jeno was there. You didn’t tell him this, but he happily took up your offer.

Jeno fell asleep long before you did. He was probably exhausted from the three-day concert and traveling. You, on the other hand, could not sleep for the life of you. Instead, you ended up getting drowned in your thoughts. You hated it, how every dark thought you had seemed to creep up on you at night.

Despite being a heavy sleeper, Jeno was awakened when he heard soft whimpering. He slowly opened his eyes to see your back facing him on the other side of the bed. He could tell you were trying not to wake him.

“(Y/n)? What’s wrong?” He asked groggily.

You pressed your arm against your eyes and wailed, “I’m such a bad daughter.”

Jeno didn’t need to ask any questions to know what you were talking about. He knew about the immense guilt you put on yourself for the current relationship with your mother. Even though you acted otherwise, he knew she had hurt you a lot over the years.

“No you’re not,” He said affirmatively, squeezing you tighter. “Your mom just doesn’t realize how blessed she is to have you in her life.”

Jeno’s words only made you cry harder. But he held you the entire time. He wouldn’t go back to sleep until he was sure you were okay.

“I’m sorry for keeping you up,” You said later, sniffling.

“Don’t apologize,” he said.

“Sorry.”

He lifted his head and gave you a look. “(Y/n).”

Your mouth opened to apologize again but quickly closed. Jeno chuckled and pulled you in closer so that your head would rest on his chest. The sound of his steady heartbeat calmed you. Jeno would probably persuade you to talk some more in the morning. But for now, you were content with sleeping in his arms.

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HAECHAN

Early in your relationship, Haechan was positive you were the one for him. He loved how you encouraged him to follow his dreams, and supported him in the hard times. You made him a better person. He loved you so much that it was overwhelming. And whenever you were hurting, he hurt as well.

As time passed, Haechan began to notice a pattern with you. Any negative emotion you experienced was bottled up inside and kept hidden away. Until something or someone pushed you to your limits.

Usually, Haechan was with you when that happened. He’d scoop you into his arms and do his best to calm you down. While he didn’t mind giving you all the love in the world, his physical comfort could only do so much for you.

The following day you’d act like you didn’t spend the previous night crying your eyes out. And the cycle started again. Despite the number of times, Haechan witnessed the effects of holding everything in, you never did anything about it.

After another breakdown, Haechan sat down with you on the couch and decided to confront this issue. He used his thumb to wipe a stray tear off our cheek.

He hesitated before bringing your hand in his. “Jagiya, this isn’t healthy. You know that, right?”

You met his sad brown eyes. By the soft way he was speaking and the genuine concern in his eyes, you knew that he was being serious. You glanced down at your hands and mumbled a barely audible, “I know.”

His opposite hand reached to brush a loose strand of hair behind your ear. He was always so gentle and caring with his touch.

“Do you want to go see a counselor or therapist?” He asked cautiously.

Haechan’s suggestion set off an internal conflict in your brain. In the past, seeing a professional had crossed your mind. Clearly, you did a poor job of handling your mental health. But the thought of actually addressing this problem terrified you.

Seeming to have read your mind, Haechan then added, “I know it sounds scary. But I think talking to someone can really help. At least give it a chance?”

You didn’t say anything for two or three minutes. The anxious part of you wanted to just hide away like you always did. But if Haechan was so willing to help you get better, maybe you should try it for his sake.

“Will you be there with me?” You then asked, still hesitant. He smiled at your question.

“Of course,” He said, squeezing your hand. “We’re in this together.”

Haechan leaned over to place a peck on your lips, before returning to your previous cuddling position. At that moment, you knew that Haechan truly loved you. And you truly loved him back.

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JAEMIN

Jaemin knew you were having a hard time because of your parent’s divorce. On the outside, you pretended as if you weren’t that bothered. You kept brushing the topic off, saying that you saw it coming years ago. But Jaemin saw right through you.

One night after he came back from a schedule, he caught you having a breakdown. You had your knees curled up to your chest. Your hands soaked with tears as they pressed harshly against your eyes. Seeing you like that broke his heart.

You’d slowly lift your head when you felt him sink on the sofa cushion beside you. Immediately, you panicked because you didn’t intend for him to see you in this state.

“Jaemin I—”

But he shushed you and engulfed you in the biggest hug on earth.

“Just let it out, Jagiya. I’m here now, it’s okay.”

His words pulled a trigger, and then you were crying your heart out. Jaemin could feel all the frustration and grief you’ve been holding in. He stayed the whole time, gently rocking you back and forth, and pressing a dozen kisses into your hair. He also made sure to remind you that you weren’t weak for crying.

Being in Jaemin’s arms made you feel like he was the only person in the world you could be your true self around. You seriously didn’t know what you’d do without him.

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CHENLE

Ever since you were young, you’ve been an overachiever. Back then, your parents’ approval was what drove you to get good grades. But after entering college—with the absence of parents, you were finally in control of your life. However, you still carried the mindset of having to excel at everything, no matter what.

So far, things were going pretty smoothly. You were able to handle all your classes just fine. All except for calculus. Math wasn’t your weakest subject, but it wasn’t your strongest either. Sometimes it takes longer for you to understand certain concepts. By the time it came for assessments, you were usually fine.

Unfortunately, you were not having the same experience this year. No matter how many notes you took during class, or how much time you spent outside of class studying, it never seemed enough.

The high-stress levels from this class were slowly breaking you down. So much so, that you kind of forgot you had a boyfriend. You seldom missed Chenle’s text messages and replied right away. He figured you were just busy. But he got worried when three days passed, and there was still no response from you.

So he visited your apartment one evening to make sure everything was okay. He punched in the passcode to your door lock and let himself in. All the lights were turned off in the living room. The kitchen was the same. Only when he entered your bedroom did he see you, mercilessly gripping your hair as tears rolled down your face.

He rushed to your side and pulled your hands off your head. “(Y/n), what’s wrong?!”

“I’m so stupid!” You cried, hitting your fist on the desk. Chenle glanced at the crumpled test paper on your desk.

“One low test score doesn’t mean you’re stupid, (Y/n)-ah,” He spoke softly, rubbing your back. “It’s just one grade. You’ll bring it up in no time.”

You shook your head. “I’ve been studying so hard, but I still don’t understand it.”

“And you probably haven’t eaten or slept, right?” Chenle responded, standing up.

And that was how you spent the rest of the afternoon being pampered by your boyfriend. He insisted that you take a break and wouldn’t let you go anywhere near your schoolwork. After getting you to eat, you guys would cuddle on the couch.

“Wow, your eyes are red,” He muttered, caressing your cheek with his thumb. You pulled his hand away with a glare.

“Shut up.”

He laughed and pressed a quick kiss to your forehead. “No, you look cute though!”

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JISUNG

In Jisung’s mind, you were so strong. Knowing all that you’ve been through, he admired the way you walked out of it as a mature, loving person. But he was also aware of the scars life had left on you.

Remember those late-night talks that have been mentioned several times in previous Jisung scenarios? It was in those rare moments when the two of you were alone, that you’d open up to Jisung. The two of you would sit on the couch with one blanket covering your lap.

It was kind of an introvert thing for you, going so long without having a real conversation with someone. Then when you finally got the chance, everything sort of just spilled out. For you, Jisung was your safe place. You felt like you could tell him anything, and he would never judge you.

Sometimes you didn’t realize how much you held in until you guys talked. Then the emotions would sort of hit, and you’d break down. But Jisung would be right there to hug you tightly.

After a while, Jisung pulled away slightly and cupped your face in his hands. He caught the last few tears with his thumbs. Though you often talked about everything you hated about yourself, he couldn’t see any of it. When Jisung looked at you, he just saw beauty.

“I love you, (Y/n),” He said, knowing he didn’t say it enough.

And that simple reminder was enough to get you through whatever storm you were in.

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