#idk when i started doing them but they eventually got really long huh

[tichiox1]

Bill kaulitz☆ headcannons (with nsfw)

Word count:560

Sorry yall i was thirsty and bored

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Sfw

☆-When you two met you two instantly clicked like puzzle pieces before you knew it the both of you started to become friends .

☆-Bill started the first conversation (he's chatty ) you were tense and nervous at first i mean why wouldn't you he's Bill Kaulitz!!

☆-The favorite thing you two do together is either shopping or just talking to each other about anything (gossiping).

☆-Bill sometimes ask for your help with writing songs and translating it to english (he wants it to sound good in both!!).

☆-But before you realised it you started to have feelings for Bill , He's always so sweet and nice about everything but he's also a menace .

☆-Bill was the one who confessed , The two of you was just watching Tv and hanging out and he just dropped the bomb and blurted it out .

☆-"I like you" He suddenly said and you were like "Huh" (but of course you accepted but it was very unexpected).

☆-Tom's really happy for Bill ! He sometimes makes jokes that he's not gonna be a virgin anymore infront of everyone which makes Bill flustered.

☆-Bill's public about his relationship with you which makes some fan girls sad and some of them bad mouths you but you don't care (At least you got your mans).

☆-Bill writes songs about you!!

☆-He likes to go on dinner dates with you and watch movies at home after.

☆-He likes cuddling , he doesn't mind if he's the big spoon or little spoon he just wants to hold you.

☆-He makes you wear matching bracelets or rings with him (It's really cute ngl).

☆-Even when you aren't looking you sometimes feel him looking at you and smiling.

☆-Holding hands ✅✅

☆-You sometimes hug him or kiss him before he performs (he gets really nervous).

☆-If you don't like the Paparazzi he'll take off his jacket and cover you with it .

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Nsfw

☆-He likes to make out with you after performing .

☆-He's really sweet in bed but also very kinky(Chains , collars , blindfolds , handcuffs , ect) .

☆-He likes to take his time , not that rough but if he's extra sexually frustrated buckle up and get ready.

☆-When he makes out with you there's always tongue if it's heated then expect it.

☆-Whenever you two make out he leaves alot of hickeys like a shit ton of it all over your neck , collarbone , shoulder ect(Mans just kinky like that).

☆-He's a switch don't fight me ,i get that feeling he is , (he radiates that feeling jk).

☆-He likes to grunt , groan if he's really feeling it he'll softly moan .

☆-He likes to eat you out like a full course meal .

☆-When i say he's sweet he really is , when you feel uncomfortable he'll stop immediately and ask you "what's wrong?" "Are you ok?" softly almost a whisper.

☆-Foreplay.

☆-Whenever you two make out he rubs his knee on your crotch .

☆-He wants to make out with you anywhere anytime if you're up for it , against the wall , On the bed while he's on top of you , Just as long as you give him permission it's all good .

☆-He's good with his hands.

☆-If you do want to lead it's fine with him , he doesn't mind .

☆-alot of teasing like alot lot , but he'll feel bad eventually and touches you where you want him too.

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Nah bro why did i write this i haven't even held someones hands romantically before what am i doing😦

I was once an innocent gorl just a year ago idk what happened 😭😭

But hope you guys enjoyed and ill write more don't worry (i was also bored when i wrote this so )

[heartsoji]

falling in love with your roommate, suna rintaro

roommates to lovers

a/n: i haven't read the manga so i don't rly know anything abt rin's fam situation - sorry if any info is incorrect loll also this is more of like a college au?? idk if rin went to college but here it is

a/n pt. 2: i kinda switch between using rin and suna sorry

"rintaro!"

"what?"

"aren't you tired of living in my home, still? you're 21! i'm sure all of your friends have moved out already, right? most of them probably moved out at 18, but you haven't budged an inch!" mrs. suna scolded.

"yeah, yeah, pipe down, mom. i'll move out soon, i promise."

"no! it was fine that you stayed home for your freshman year of college, and i thought that you'd start being independent for your sophomore year, but you're still completely dependent on us! you don't cook, buy groceries, clean, or do any work around here! what are you going to do when you've graduated and you don't know how to run a washing machine?"

"yes, yes, i'm sorry."

"and i was very understanding of the fact that you didn't want to move into a dorm, but aren't you tired of commuting hours away when you could just get a closer apartment?"

"mhm, mhm."

she sighed. "rintaro, you know im only saying this because i care about you. i want you to be independent and strong, you know?"

"yep. i just booked an apartment tour via online."

"and i- huh?"

yeah.

soon after he decided the apartment was in good enough condition to be living in, he rented it out and moved in.

on his moving day, he met you.

"hi! you're.. suna rintaro, right? sorry i wasn't there on your tour day. i'm your new roommate, l/n! nice to meet you." you said, a friendly smile on your features.

stoically, suna replied, "good to meet you."

at first, you and suna kinda kept to yourselves. you were polite to each other, of course, but there wasn't much talking, only coexisting.

that is, until you discovered his grocery bills.

"$18... you've been surviving on $18?!" you looked at him in shock.

"yeah. is that weird?"

"damn right it is! what are you even buying?"

"well.. i don't know how to cook anything, so i mostly order door dash. my grocery bill is from instant ramen, chuppets, eggs, and milk."

you stare at him blankly.

"you've been eating nothing but door dash, instant ramen, candy, eggs, and milk for the past 2 months?"

"yeah."

this guy.

he just stands there awkwardly at you laugh at him.

from then on, you two become closer.

you taught him basic recipes to make using groceries you taught him to buy, (imagine his shock when his bill came out to be like $60.. and you were like "bro that's normal") you taught him how to use a washing machine, ("oh, so you put the detergent in this compartment..") etc. just basic household chores, but he was so impressed.

eventually, you two stopped being friendly roommates and just became friends.

he was a good listener. you'd rant to him about your problems, no matter how insignificant, and he'd listen to you carefully, and you never felt like your problems were stupid whenever you talked to him.

you two started hanging out a lot. you'd study together at cafes, go to amusement parks on weekends, and just chill at home together.

and as much as you hated to admit it, you had started developing feelings for your roomie.

i mean, how could you not? he was tall, handsome, kind, funny, cheeky, and it certainly helped that you got to see him all tired in the mornings.

you didn't really know if he felt the same way, but if he did, he was a real bitch, because at some point, your relationship became kind of flirty, and he'd give you butterflies on a daily basis.

you two would watch scary movies and he'd let you cling to him, giving your terrified features a teasey smile every now and then.

he'd walk around the apartment with his toned abs out, and his sweats dangerously low on his hips.

when you guys went on walks, he'd give you his hoodie if it got cold.

whenever you'd go on long rants, he'd just stare at your face with love in his eyes. "and then i-what is it, rin?" "nothing, pretty."

like sir you can't just do that. you're too handsome to do that without risk of heart explosion.

then, one day, unexpectedly, he popped the question.

you two were watching a cheesy romcom for the 5th time, sharing a pot of instant ramen, and at the same moment that the male lead said to the female lead, "i like you. a lot. i have for a while now," rin did too.

it wasn't grand.

it wasn't loud.

it wasn't annoying.

you weren't even sure if he meant it.

but when you saw him looking at you, nervous, awaiting a response, you knew he did.

so, at the same time the female lead said, "me too," you did too.

then, with the cheesy romantic music playing in the back, you guys gave each other cheesy smiles, and he planted a cheesy peck on your cheek.

it was subtle.

it was sweet.

it was cheesy.

it was familiar.

it was uncharacteristically romantic and sentimental.

it was just like how your future relationship with your roomie and best friend, suna rintaro, was going to be.

[ivymarquis]

Garnish

Pairing| Alex Keller x F!Reader Rating| M Content/Warnings| Free use smut (pre-negotiated terms), dirty talk, a brief sprinkle of dummification

For @glitterypirateduck's Alex Keller Challenge!!! lmao idk why I was so intimidated writing this. I haven't really been the biggest Keller girlie so I had no idea where to go with his voice. Obviously the best way to try and get a handle on it was to write a filthy PWP :) "I bet the neighbors know my name"

Alex would know those earrings anywhere.

They are, without question, his favorite pair of hers. And while a part of him has hoped she would decide to don them after his return home, until this morning the jewelry’d remained sitting in her jewelry box. 

Of course they are his favorite for a very specific reason.

The idea of roleplaying a free use housewife fantasy just scratches a deep seated itch inside the both of them. He's already got plans- one day in the very near future- for how he wants to put a ring on that pretty finger. Take the 'house wife' part out of the fantasy by entrenching it firmly in reality where it belongs.

But right now his thoughts are focused less on the engagement band and more on the pair of earrings dangling with every tilt and move of her head. She's taunting him.

The "rules'' are pretty simple. If she's wearing the earrings, Alex has full rein to treat her to like a personal fuck doll whenever and wherever the mood strikes him and she'll go along with it. When she's done playing, the earrings go back in the jewelry box and their sex life is the same as any other couples.

The second he sees her- having walked from the mutual bedroom to their kitchen where he found her upon waking up- he decides that today will be a lot more fun if he takes a slightly different approach to start.

He gives zero acknowledgement of the dangly jewelry despite the fact that he knows she knows there's no way he didn't see them. Just gives a half-sleepy smile and presses an affectionate peck to her temple while murmuring "Good morning, pumpkin." and it takes everything in him to not crack a grin at the indignant look on her face.

No doubt she expects him to jump the moment she gives the go ahead. To pin her down against the cabinets with one arm, lift her skirt with the other and have his wicked wicked way with her.

Oh no, dear heart.

They sit and have a perfectly normal breakfast. Or at least Alex does. His pumpkin looks wild eyed and a little suspicious at his newfound self control. Clearly not expecting it and doesn't know what to do with herself about it.

"Did you sleep alright last night?" he poses the perfectly innocent question. He's being an asshole- he knows it, but he's having too much fun. He knows damn well she slept fine last night because he wore her ass out. Could barely keep her awake long enough to clean everything up.

"Yes, did you?"

"Like a baby. You seem a little jumpy though this morning- might want to watch the caffeine."

Oh she's watching something but it sure as shit wasn't the coffee.

After collecting the dishes and placing them in the sink, Alex whistled to himself while getting ready for the day. Nothing too exciting- just a few 'Honey Do's, after he put his poor girl out of her misery.

She's finding any reason she can to be in the same room as him and it's adorable. Looking for this, needing to place that- she flits in and around like she's worried he'll forget she's there if not in his line of sight.

Eventually an actual task takes her attention off of Alex and that's when he strikes.

She's bent over in front of the dryer, no doubt fishing some far-flung sock that refused to come along quietly with the rest of the laundry.

Well fuck, he can't refuse a sight like that.

He knows her well enough that as one heavy hand lands to grab her wrist, the other fists the back of her hair with enough force to keep her from banging her head against the dryer in case she startles- which she does.

Huh. He'd of thought for sure that maybe a part of her was playing up the whole 'being bent in half in front of the dryer' thing, but from that reaction he's starting to think she was actually just focused on the laundry for a split second.

He doesn't miss the way she relaxes against his hold now that his little game is up. "What a desperate little thing you are. I haven't even done anything and you're ready to roll on your back for me." 

Now that he knows she's not going to split her head open on the edge of the dryer he releases her hair, his newly freed hand now reaching down to flip her skirt up. 

The sight that greets him is enough to draw a low whistle from the man. "No panties? Naughty girl. Almost like you were expecting to get fucked today." he teases, chuckling to himself as she nods and presses her hips against the stiffening bulge in his pants. "And here I was being a mean, mean man and making my poor girl wait. Surprised you didn't have to clean up your seat after breakfast this morning."

"I was starting to wonder if you were ever going to actually do anything today," she can't help herself but to lightly grouse at him.

"That's the fun of me being in charge of when you get fucked today, pumpkin. I might bend you over every singular solid surface that can hold your weight, or I might make you wait. Choice is all mine."

Well, until she says otherwise. Or if she outright safewords. But that is a given.

His pretty girl is getting spoiled though if she's got time to be grumpy about not being bent over to her satisfaction. 

One hand trails over her hip, teasing the exposed skin as he revels in how twitchy she is. 

It takes prep- always does, always will. But they'd been at it for a good amount yesterday and with her presently about to melt into a puddle of desire and neglect after this morning, Alex is mindful but not too apprehensive as he opens his pretty girlfriend up on his fingers.

First one, just to confirm his suspicions- she's primed and wants to go, pressing back against him in anticipation as one becomes two. He knows that two of his is something akin to three of her own, and that finally seems to settle her down as his fingers stroke that spot inside of her that has her grabbing at the dryer for leverage and pushing back against it to press further into him.

"That's it, baby. Nice and fucking wet for me. You know what your job is, hm?" he purrs behind her. 

"Yes," she pants quietly. "Alex, please-"

"You're spoiled, you know that?" he still ends up pressing an affectionate peck to her temple again, pulling out of her warm body to work on freeing himself one handed.

She's all too eager to help get things rolling- standing on her tip toes and arching her back. It makes it easy to slide into her, taking a few shallow, rolling thrusts to work himself all the way inside.

Rewarded with the sound of her pleased moans, Alex is quick to settle into a pace that he knows will get the pair of them rolling their eyes in no time. At this point he knows how to get her going as certainly as he does to get himself off.

"Oh my God- right there," she moans, her own hands scrambling for purchase against the dryer to brace. Alex bands one arm across her waist while the other continues to knead her hip, keeping her close to him as he thrusts.

'Yeah? That's the spot right there pumpkin?" he asks despite knowing the answer. He just likes watching how she'll go from a smart, capable woman to a dumb little cocksleave desperate for his cum with the right kind of prompting.

"Ye-ye-yeah," she confirms as he stays steadfast in his tempo. 

"Fuck,” he groans at the wet heat of her clinging to him like she never wants him to leave her.

Letting go of her hip with one hand but keeping his other banded across her waist, Alex is all too happy to grope at her chest. Fingers plucking at her pebbled nipples- rolling and pinching one before switching to pay attention to the other. Those hitching breaths work in time to his ministrations as he works her up just to pull his hand away from her bust in favor of her clit.

Now that got her attention, each thrust of his hips and slow stroke of his fingers being rewarded with his name a constant chant in her mouth- Alex Alex Alex Alex-

“That good, pumpkin? You gonna- fuck-  make a mess for me? Come on, honey, ask me for it,” he goads.

She’s sputtering and scrambling to get her brain in working order- trying to be a good girl. Fucking adorable.

“Alex- fuck,- hgn- Alex- please! Let me- let me,” her brain struggling to play catch up.

“All ya gotta do is ask, honey. You can do that, can’t you?” Pressing another chase kiss to her temple, the dichotomy is not lost on him paired with the absolute filthy noises coming from where they’re joined. She’s gagging for it- literally can’t get the words out of her mouth in the right order. “Must be fucking you good if you can’t even talk properly,” he teases, a grin escaping him when she shoots him a glare over her shoulder. “I bet the neighbors know my name,” the uppity ones who seem to think they’re above socializing with any of the other tenants in the building- brushing off anyone who tries to get to know them.

God they must fucking hate Alex when he’s home after being sent out on mission.

“Alex please! Let me cum, please!”

His fingers kept up that maddening pace until his ears finally register that she did, in fact, use her words.

And Alex is nothing if not a man of his word.

He knows exactly how to change the quiet strumming of his stroking fingertips from the teasing touches meant to ramp her up, and the ones meant to drag her across the finish line.

Those pretty thighs are trembling as Alex plays her like a fiddle. She cums with a cry, seemingly caught off guard by how intense it is.

It doesn’t take much more to get Alex chasing his own end.

He finishes without much fanfare Pulls out, tucks himself away, pulls her skirt down and kisses her temple again before leaving a shaking mess left to sort out the laundry.

Much like breaking the seal on a night out of drinking- now that he’s given into the temptation he just cannot stop the rest of the day. The second his refractory period is up and he feels ready to go another round, he’s seeking her out within the house and can’t wait to climb on top of her.

He may or may not be the reason that lunch burns that day a few hours later. It’s a worthy reason though, and he happily orders takeout as an apology.

Age in bio/pinned or I will block you ♡

[lewsnumerounofan]

team bonding (lh x reader)

summary: you may work as a personal trainer for lewis, but that doesn’t mean the two of you have to keep your relationship professional.

notes: nswf, coworker relationship, unprotected sex, fingering, public sex kinda??, maybe choking?, 1.8k words, !!!!not!!!! edited

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+ i wrote this while playing hay day and also i don’t know how past/present tense works and i’ll never learn. i’m sorry. was sorry. will be. idk.

“Lewis we can’t-”

Your words are cut off by Lewis’ full lips slanting over yours, his hands already rucking up your flimsy athletic top. He’s got you pressed up against the wall in a matter of seconds.

“Lewis we’re in public,” you grit out, but he’s already pulling off your shirt, ducking beneath your pushing arms to tongue at the exposed skin of your breast, your neck. He’s so warm against your skin, so needy that you almost let him. Do let him, for a moment. But when you look up from Lewis’ mouth you’re met with your own dazed reflection in the mirrored wall opposite you. Already your neck is marked purple and red, and you look disheveled under the frantic hands of the man almost on his knees before you. This is wrong. More than that, it’s wrong in the Mercedes training center, where anyone could come walking in at any moment.

“Lewis, stop.”

Lewis pulls back, his hands lighting delicately on your hips. Brows furrowed with concern he follows your eye-line to the mirror. You watch as his expression changes to one you’d grown all too familiar with--he doesn’t even both to hide his smirk as he rounds on you again, teeth biting into the plush skin of lip.

“What, you don’t like watching?” he asks.

Of course he’s not thinking about getting caught. Or maybe he is, maybe he likes the idea of it. After all, he did make a career off adrenaline.

“No that’s not-”

“So you do like watching,” he says, and the teasing heat in his voice makes you blush and turn your face away. He loves winding you up like this. From the first day you met he’d been trying to press your buttons, trying to see just how far he could push the quiet new staff member. You couldn’t really blame him--Lewis was curious by nature, so when you had arrived to temporarily stand in on Angela’s personal training duties, he hadn’t been able to keep himself away. It had started off innocently enough. A few private glances during team debreifings, a few unnecessarily long touches when correcting his workout form. Eventually though, it had landed you here. Pressed to the wall, his muscled thigh thick between your legs.

“We can’t do this here, Lewis. We’ll get caught,” you say, but he only raises an eyebrow, letting a lazy grin curve across his face.

“What, you don’t want our coworkers seeing you like this?” he coos, pressing his hands flat to the exposed skin of your breats, the tender marks he’d left. Under his tattooed fingers your breathing becomes quicker, a fact he notes with a quick click of his tongue. His hands trail lower, fingers slipping deftly under the waistband of your shorts and leaving you fighting for words.

“Or even worse… like this,” he says, and then Lewis is tugging you around until you’re facing the mirror. You both groan at the image reflected back; you, shaky legs and bruised chest, and Lewis, one arm banding around your middle and the other down the front of your pants. You couldn’t look away from his liquid gaze, heavy and languid in the mirror. Even as his fingers dared reach lower, brushing through the brazen heat of your core.

“Lewis…” you say, but this time you’re begging him to keep going rather than stop. Every part of you is narrowed to the big fingers playing between your legs, touching you everywhere except where you need them most. Desperate for something --anything-- you let yourself grind back into the hard shape of Lewis at your ass. He hisses, his grip on you tightening.

“Playing dirty, huh?” he says, but his voice is hoarse and you know his resolve is wearing thin. He keeps you there for a moment longer before finally circling hard on your clit. You whine into him and you can’t help but buck your hips because Lewis is taking up every sense in your body, legs going weak as he licks up your neck. To satisfy the needy sounds you’re making he pushes two fingers into you, murmuring you can take it as the stretch becomes the only thought in your head, the only thing you can feel. You can barely stand as the knot in your stomach tightens and tightens, leaving you gasping and shaking until--

“Open your eyes.”

Lewis’ command cuts through your hazy world of pleasure and you force your lazy gaze back to the mirror, to the sight of Lewis’ strong arms tensing around you, to the wrecked view of you; cheeks rosy, mouth bitten and red. You watch Lewis finger fuck you--watch as his dark eyes practically devour your writhing body. The result of Lewis’ fingers runs down the insides of your thighs, and the image is so intimate, so filthy it has you cumming.

Lewis barely gives you time to breathe before he’s jostling you over to one of the many weight benches scattered across the room. He navigates your wobbly limbs until you’re on your knees, elbows planted on the plastic-leather of the workout equipment. Behind you now, Lewis slows long enough to trace mindless, gentle patterns on the smooth skin of your back. He looks thoughtful, caring, almost, as you turn back to watch him. But then his head lifts and he catches your eye. Smirks. Bastard, you think. The soft touches from before disappear, replaced by his rough hands dragging down your shorts and then his own. You don’t care that he can see you staring as Lewis pulls his thick cock from his boxers, tip already sticky with precum.

For a split second you consider crawling around to taste him, the sudden urge to have him fat and silky in your mouth overwhelming. The smell of him, the way he would talk you through relaxing your throat around his cock. The small, breathy noises he would make when you hum.

Lewis, though, has other ideas. Through the mirror you watch him spit into his palm, rubbing it over his length before notching himself into you. Here he pauses, tattooed chest rising and falling rapidly.

“You okay?” he checks. You respond by pushing your hips back, desperate to feel him inside you despite the heady overstimulation from your last orgasm. You need this--need him--in a primal, untamed way you’ve never expeirenced before. Every part of your mind constricts to where he’s touching you. The warmth of his big hands on your hips. The press of his knees inside yours, pushing your legs open and wide for him. And then--the slow, steady press of his cock as he forces you open. You can’t do anything but take him, mouth open and gasping as Lewis stretches you, fills you, completes you. Doing so good for me, he says, words tight and edged with a moan as he gives you more, more, more. You can’t think past where you’re connected. When he finally bottoms out neither of you move, too consumed by pleasure. You manage to crack open your eyes to see Lewis, chest gleaming faintly with sweat, lip between his teeth.

“So good,” he’s saying, but you can barely hear him becuause you’re watching his arms flex as he readjusts his grip on your hips.

“S’always so good with you,” he murmurs in your neck as he leans forward to kiss up your spine. The change of angle has him even deeper, has you both moaning as Lewis buries himself in your hair.

“How do you do this to me. Everytime,” he says, and all you can say is baby, baby before Lewis is pulling out and slamming back in, rocking himself into you with enough force that the bench moves. You hardly manage to keep yourself propped on your elbows as he fills you up over and over, his own groans spilling into your ears. Already the knot in your stomach is back, accompanied by a dull ache from your previous orgasm. As Lewis winds a hand through your hair, he loops his other underneath you to again rub over your swollen clit. The sensitivity has your legs clenching uncontrolably, your vision blurring with each new pass of his fingers.

“Lew, it’s too much,” you try, but he only redoubles his efforts. He covers you completely, lips tugging at your neck, hand slowly closing around your throat, hips still pistoning into yours. You’re intoxicated by the power he has over you, the complete way in which he weilds it. The fingers gripping your neck are more a show of dominance than anything else, Lewis’ way of saying you’re mine. If you were any less helpless you’d consider fighting back, giving him the sass he loved so much. But you’re drunk on his cock, on the way he knows your body. And when he bites at your ear and repeats his words from earlier you’re helpless.

“Open your eyes.”

In the dim remnants of day light Lewis rises from behind you like a god, the deep cuts of his shoulders and chest carved from shadow. Below you, his arm disappears fully into darkness as he works at your clit, muscles appearing and reappearing as he moves. He’s got you all pressed up against him, leverage gained by the big, tattooed hand splayed like a necklace across your throat. Still thrusting, Lewis locks his dark eyes with you and you can’t look away, even as you feel yourself tipping over the edge.

“Lew, I’m gonna-”

“I know, I got you,” he’s panting, and then you’re both collapsing onto the bench, gasping at the heat of him finishing inside you, the mind-numb clench of your second orgasm.

“Lewis, Lewis.”

Tears pool at your waterline as your legs keep shaking.

“I know. I know, I got you,” he repeats, and he grabs for your hand, squeezing it tight as the two of you lie there, breathing.

Quiet. For a little while it’s just quiet as you collect yourself and feel the drip of Lewis down your thighs. You could live and die for this, you decided. These moments with him. And then he’s shifting, drawing himself up and retrieving your clothes, moving slowly in the low light. You’re cold without him.

He comes back to you though, kissing at your shoulder, your knee, your cheek as he insists on dressing you himself. Only when you’re tying up your hair does he at last relent, settling to trace doodles over your the exposed skin at your ankle instead.

“Told you,” he says. You glance at him, at the mischievous smile he’s failing to hide.

“Told me what?” you ask. You can’t help it, but you find yourself smiling too as he pauses his finger-drawing to look at you.

“Told you we wouldn’t get caught.”

“Shut up Lewis.”

[bingusbongu]

Ok ok so hear me out-- romantic or platonic tadc jax x fem! reader-where the reader is kinda a meanie like him but more so in an oblivious feral way-like they just love pulling pranks & dont rlly think of the consequences of there actions ( idk if youve seen the show but just ignore this if not ggbgghfvgv but theyd remind me of max & nikki from camp camp-) cant wait to c what you do with this !! 🐇💜

Authors note: omg, this was an intresting request! This one ended out shorter than the other one, but i wanted to squeeze out another one for today! Sorry if its abit wonky! I hope this works!!! Thank you so much for requesting!

Jax × Fem! Prankster reader

○ when you first showed up in the circus, Jax could really care less about you. He really only thought of you as another didgital meatbag that he could try to push around, figuring that you wpuld either end up shy like gangle, or a mom friend like ragatha

○ what he didnt expect was you being the one pranking him first

○ it hadnt even been a day since youve been in the digital world, and you already stole and hid all his keys for him to find himself, which was tough mind him, the circus was a huge place, and you managed to hide them in places he never even thought of

○ at first, he would be annoyed with you, when you sometimes made snarky comments to him, like his appearance, calling him the 'bun boy' which got on his nerves

○ though, once he sees you pranking the others, almost out doing his own pranks. Like putting more than one centipede in Ragathas room, writing a fake document for Pomni, like an old record of the circus and make her go on this wild goose chase, etc.

○ he got a good laugh out of it

○ one time, you attempted to prank Caine, and nearly sucessed at it, befoe you were caught ad trapped in time out, and no one liks time out

○ and befoe you knew it, Jax wooshed in and found a way to release you from your prison

○ "i didn't do it because i like you, i did it because i need a good laugh"

Platonic

○ Jax got intrigued by you, and eventually started up a prank war, going againts eachother and seeing who can pull off the funnist prank, either on someone else or on the other competitor

○ you always found a way to out do him, which annoyed Jax, but in the end youd both get a punishment and it was worth it. You two just laughed a storm right after

○ after that, Jax and you became close friends. Hardly seen around without one hanging around the other. It was annoying to everyone else, because wherever you two went, chaos followed

○ you were a frightening duo lemme say that

○ he unironically finds you funny, especially when your making comments to one of the othed characters

○ you and Jax would do pranks together, though you were the one who took it farther sometimes, abd usually faced the harder punishments, but Jax always would come aroubd and free you so you werent waiting to long

○ def uses his keys to get into your room when he is bored just so you two can plan your next prank plan

○ no one likes you two but you guys could hardly care

○ once he realized how oblivous you were to when someone asked why you were so mean, amd you were like, "huh????" he made it his duety to keep you that way so he could actually have a friend (he needs one)

Romantic

○ it would still be the same, with the pranking, but instead it would be more like dates. You two would hold hands if he allowed, and watch tge entire circus glow ablaze with smiles on your faces

○ would call you 'doll' as your nickname, he really just does it to tease you

○ definitely takes you outside the tent to plan a trap for whoever walks outside next, and you two would just sit outside and watch and wait

○ jax likes seeing how your face lights up when one of your guys's plans go off, especially if it was one he planned. It makes him all proud.

○ Jax isnt the type to really care about what happens to others, but he cant help but admire how unafraid you are to take your pranks to anothsr step. He likes that about you, but he would be dead before he ever admitted that

○ when im private, will let you sit in his lap as you two plan. He would complain about it at first, but he really dosnt mind

○ i think he would be touch-starved, after being in the circus for who knows how long.

○ All you need to do is put your hand around his cheek and speak softly to him for Jax to immediately agree with you

○ watches you closely, just to make sure you donf get into trouble with caine while he is doing something else (will save you regardless)

○ now that you are together, Jax always has plans on how to get you out of caines punishments. Almost exactly when it happens, he is freeing you and running away with you close behind

○ jokes about you being a damsel in distress

○ he lets you use his keys, to get into other people rooms, he likes to snoop, and if you like to snoop, it makes ut even better to have a snooping partner

○ you two share all the gossip in the tent istg

○ youre one of the first people he actually likes in this place, so expect him to go wherever you go, youre not getting him off of you

○ points out flaws in your plans and helps you with making a better, fullproof one

○ never admits it, but he admires and loves your personality. Just like him! But not the same gender, and with a few more extra steps

○ again, everyone hates your duo, but you two are inseparable

[lowcallyfruity]

Sebepel headcanons 💞

😈 finally posting them after like 5000 months of procrastinating ☝️☝️ ummm they are long because well, I love them.

(about 1k words 😨😨😨)

Headcanons are like in chronological order I guess, from before they were dating to during dating basically 👍

I also changed my writing style/point of view (?) near the end, idk just wanted to give a heads up

Sebek being confused why he thinks of Epel so much. He’s just a human after all. I mean he is really cool and talented but still!! He’s a human. It’s strange to him.

Sebek treasures the squirrel plushie he got from Epels hometown

Sebek occasionally thinking about Epels hometown and wanting go there again.

Sebek getting frustrated and eventually decides to hang out with Epel more.

Sebek calls Epel by his name often instead of human. He calls him human sometimes but not as much as the others. People start noticing this and go “huh. Strange”

Sebek being nice to Epel and Epel being like “huh.”

Sebek hanging out with Epel often and giving him gifts and Epel being confused. Epel being like “this is….weird? I can’t believe SEBEK is doing this? Especially knowing what people say about him??”

Epel getting used to Sebek after a while and gladly accepting his gifts hanging out with him.

Epel eventually thinking its cute and endearing.

Sebek thinking Epel is really cool and strong and thinking he’s a very capable human. So much that he invites Epel to workout/train with him and occasionally to Diasomnia training sessions.

Epel really appreciating what Sebek does for him. Epel getting happy that Sebek invites him to train with him.

Sebek and Epel hanging out/training/studying in Sebeks room.

Epel visiting Diasomnia so much that he knows it’s layout and where stuff is.

Epel getting close Sebek and the Diasomnia gang.

Epel inviting Sebek to the Pomfeiore dorm and Sebek being nervous internally

Sebek becoming more nervous and self conscious about his actions and behaviors.

He doesn’t want to lose his beloved friend.

He doesn’t want him to this he’s annoying.

Sebek eventually getting over his hatred for humans and loving Epel to the fullest extent.

Epel being one of the reasons Sebeks hatred for humans starts chipping away.

Sebek loosening up with Epel and being much softer with him. He feels he can be more vulnerable with Epel.

Same with Epel, he feels like he can really be himself with Sebek.

Epel teasing Sebek a lot and vice versa.

Them sitting in silence doing their own thing <333 (huehuehuehuehue parallel play….)

Sebek hugging Epel tightly, baisically squishing him/crushing his bones

Epel getting used to Sebeks hugs and hugging him back the same

Sebek is so pathetic and such a loser. He tries to impress Epel but he struggles.

Lilia catching onto Sebeks crush on Epel and teasing him about it.

Sebek swears it’s not a crush.

Sebek talking about Malleus to Epel and Epel just listening quietly. :]

Sebek slowly talking about Epel more and more. The students can’t believe it! Sebek talking about someone other than Malleus or Lilia?! That’s insane

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Sebek sends letters to Epel… because Lilia says that’s the old fashioned way to court someone! And it definitely works! So he should try it

The letters are a bit awkward and silly at first but Epel doesn’t mind…eventually they get really sweet,, and Epel thinks it’s cute but he’s still confused why he’s sending letters instead of texting, they have each others number after all.

Sebek starts texting Epel a lot, telling him all about malleus, things he did that day, and showing him things that remind him of Epel.

I like to think Sebek is a bit uncomfortable talking on the phone but Epel helps him get used to it.

Sebek learns how to play guitar for Epel. Lilia said it would be so cute to play him a Song

It’s night time when Sebek confesses, They’re sitting outside of Pomefiore just sitting there and laughing. It starts with “I think I love you” and from there Sebek starts rambling about how much he appreciates Epel. And the whole time Epel is just looking at him like “wow.”

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Sebek talking about his lovely boyfriend who is the coolest guy to ever exist!!! (He might even surpass Malleus. Sebek is very conflicted) boasting about how amazing and strong he is for a human!!! How he’s very talented and skillfull.

Epel taking Sebek to his hometown to visit. Sebek being happy he can go back. He loves Epel’s hometown

Sebek going to Epel’s hometown often that he has now seen it in all of its seasons.

Epel speaking less formally with Sebek and occasionally going full blown with his Dialect.

Sebek wanting to learn more of Epel’s dialect and culture

Epel gladly teaching him

Sebek loves Epel’s accent so much.

Sebek genuinely being so happy and proud to have Epel as his boyfriend.

Sebek holding Epel’s hand tight because he loves him dearly.

When they held hands for the first time Sebek was so nervous he didn’t know what to do. (Internally he was screaming crying throwing up)

Epel wanting to take Sebek on rides on his motorbike

Sebek would definitely accept if Epel asked but he would be so nervous to do it

Epel wanting to do more stuff to show Sebek how much he means to him because Sebek does so much for him.

Epel asking Vil and and Rook for advice on gifts.

Vil not fully understanding why Epel is dating Sebek, but supports it anyway.

Sebek is just happy that Epel is his boyfriend and hangs out him.

Sebek introducing Epel to his family and Epel just being like “wow.” (/pos)

Sebek picks up Epel just so he can kiss him better.

Though sometimes, Epel will pull Sebek down to kiss him.

Sebek only kisses Epel on his cheek or hands because he’s too embarrassed to do it on the mouth.

Epel being awkward and rarely kissing Sebek, and if he does it’s on the cheek. Sebek is okay with it and wants to make sure Epel is comfortable

Sebek kissing Epel often. Sometimes in public. Epel starts finding it cute.

Epel getting more used to being affectionate and doing the same with Sebek!!!

Idk man they just love wholesome kisses and holding each other 😭😭😭😭

They probably had their first kiss on the lips in their junior or senior year. They were too embarrassed to try it before.

Sebek happy stims SO MUCH when he’s with Epel.

Epel loves it SO much because he’s just so glad Sebek feel comfortable enough around him…..

Epel giving Sebek apple carvings is a tradition.

Sebek started to put preserving spells on the apples so they wouldn’t rot

Epel is Sebeks number one supporter frfr 🙏🙏🙏

Epel made Sebek want to do handcrafted things again…. They started doing woodworking together

Epel compliments Sebek a lot and it makes Sebek feel like the specialest guy in the world. He loves it so much. But they also leave him a mess

Epel goes to Sebek for compliments because he thinks they’re cute, and he feels very validated around Sebek

Epel and Sebek are the biggest hypemen for eachother. “If you guys don’t cheer for my boyfriend I’m going to blow this place up” type shit

Sebek gives Epel his jacket often because Epel loves wearing big jackets. He also likes how he looks :3

Sebek will go to Epel’s games and sometimes even practices and cheer for him like crazy. Probably the loudest guy there. (Leona finds it annoying, but whatever)

But a lot of times he will stand and stare in awe of Epel’s skill. He’s so talented.

When Epel is done with a game or practice most of the time Sebek runs up to hug him or grabs him by the shoulders and tells him how amazing he was!!!

Epel will also go and see Sebek in the equestrian club!!! He thinks Sebek looks really cute (and stupid) and is just so endeared by him

Sebek walks Epel to class as often as he can,,, he thinks it’s sooo cool of him

When Epel saw Sebek with his hair down, he freaked out. He looked SO handsome. He couldn’t function for like a week, he would just keep thinking of Sebek.

Sebek was SO embarrassed, he couldn’t believe his boyfriend saw him like that. Epel assured him it was fine.

Epel wants Sebek to keep his hair down more often,,,, Sebek says that maybe one day he’ll do it more.

[fuck-customers]

Cw minor injury mention, just a scrape

Everyones going crazy for these cotton candy grapes and for good reason. You close your eyes and you're at a carnival. Its uncanny. Literally amazing. How is this fruit?

Butanyway

A customer asked my employee if we had any in the back, bc she called the hotline (our chain doesn't have public phone lines which rocks) and they told her we had 48 units.

But when J comes back to check, there are none. I told her that it must have been a computer issue.

Not even 10 seconds later my co worker comes back to the backroom going nope, can't do it. She demanded a manager.

So I dab some blood off my arm since I had JUST walked into a shelf, and went to talk to this lady.

While she's arguing with me, saying that we definitely have it and the customer service said we had 48, and she drove an hour to get them and it was ridiculous, my arm starts dripping blood again. I'm still getting yelled at (I'm just letting her go) and I'm making it VERY obvious that I'm bleeding. And that SHE is preventing me from getting first aid.

She obviously doesn't give a fuck. She's saying that we must have it bc she drove an hour.

I literally tell her I wish I could make them appear, but my mom didn't give me that ability. (Trying to make a joke, since that works with some people) but that makes her more mad and she stomps off.

A customer later comes up to me and goes wow she really didn't care that you were bleeding in front of her huh. And I'm like nope, she needed the grapes I guess.

Later i hear another employee ask of we had these over the walkie. I guess she went to everyone.

Eventually she got to the store manager and heard the same thing and asked for his bosses name and number. He did that. And idk how she's gonna get her grapes now lmao cuz the most he can do is give her a gift card for like 5 bucks.

My boo-boo is okay now BTW I think the shelf jumped out at me but I cleaned and covered it and it'll leave a cool scar 😎

Long story short, if the employee you're talking to needs medical attention and YOU are preventing them from getting it, you're a bad person. Should have bled on her white dress.

Doesn't always leaves a cool scar. Sometimes it messes up the cool scar you got from the last time the shelf jumped out at you.

It's almost always These bastards too

I can't tell you how many shirts I've ruined by walking close to the isle to not get run over by customers carts.

-Rodney

[nickfowlerrr]

I’m still not over pwyc🥺 their dynamic is just 🤌🏻😚 I just want to keep reading about these two and whatever they are up to…. Who do you think apologies first after a fight and what are their arguments like. I’m pretty sure bucky is a lot softer and mellow now with her but does he ever loose his cool and regret it later☠️🤧

i’m sorry it’s taken so long to respond to this! but i'm so glad you've enjoyed pwyc!! thank you for sending this in! (also just so you know, i'm on my laptop or else i would've used at least four or five emojis by now)

regrets

pretty when you cry series masterlist

pairing: pwyc!bucky x curvy!reader

warnings: idk..tears?

words: no idea. not that many.

notes: does any of this make sense? idk. genuinely no clue where it came from lol but enjoy the drabble <3 also! this is not proofread in the slightest so sorry in advance for any errors.

I'd say Bucky definitely apologizes first a good 85% of the time and she apologizes first the other 15%. In my mind, reader will only apologize first if she believes she started an argument unnecessarily or if she thinks she reacted unfairly.

When they argue it's normally nothing serious, they just go back and forth a lot with their banter about stupid stuff lol. If they do have a serious argument, it's probably about their future. Reader not feeling comfortable or ready to meet his family or introduce him to her own, for example.

She knows it'll happen eventually, whether she wants to or not, but as of right now, it's a point of contention.

I don't know what would make Bucky lose his cool after everything they've been through and how insanely obsessed, he is with her. it'd have to be something that would make him feel really insecure like something that would make him doubt her wanting to be with him. Let's say she goes out late and doesn't answer when he calls or texts, or she leaves somewhere without telling him - I think that would trigger his abandonment issues and cause a fight for sure. Whether he realizes it or not, I think he does, he's terrified of losing her.

I don't know that she'd ever purposely try and hurt him like that since the realization she came to in the last few chapters of the series, and I definitely think he's gotten more secure in their connection since then, but if anything would make him lose his cool, I think it'd be him getting scared she was leaving for good.

That would probably either upset reader because he would think she'd do that now, and anything that would rehash the dark times in their story for sure would be painful and cause a lot of issues for them. It might go something like this:

"You left?" he accused the moment you answered his call.

"I'm not gone, I'll be back," you responded with a small chuckle at his words.

"You didn't think to tell me?" he questioned harshly.

"It's not a big deal, Buck,"

"The hell it's not," he stormed.

"You need to calm down," you said, growing agitated at his attitude.

"Don't fucking tell me to calm down, as if I have no reason not to trust you,"

"Are you being serious right now?" you scoffed.

"Does it sound like I'm laughing?"

"You know damn well why I tried to leave back then. Don't accuse me of doing something you know I'm not fucking doing," you whisper yelled as you walked to your car, passing a couple as you went.

"You need to tell me where you're going and when,"

"Oh fuck off, you don't get to dictate when I can and can't go somewhere. You don't own me, I'm my own person,"

"This has nothing to do with being your own person, it has to do with me coming home expecting you to be here and finding you gone without a goddamn trace. What the fuck am I supposed to think, huh?"

"Maybe you could try taking a minute to check my location, which I know for a fact you have, instead of being paranoid and going to your worst case scenario," you shot back as you got into your car, throwing your purse down on the passenger seat.

"You can't get mad at me for being worried about you,"

"That's just it, Bucky. You know I'm fine, you can feel it. So don't try and spin this to put it on me. You weren't worried about me, you were worried I left. And yeah, it pisses me off you'd think that. After everything. You wanna talk about trust?" you asked incredulously.

He knew he fucked up when he said it. He didn't think he was entirely wrong in his worries, but he shouldn't have thrown that out there. He did trust you. He was just..scared. Fear always had him acting like the worst version of himself. He shouldn't have called you so accusatory. he knew you were fine, but when he realized you weren't home, he wasn't. Memories of you leaving, or trying to anyway, resurfaced and sent him sick, his stomach dropping and a sense of panic rearing its head at your unexplained absence. Even still, you didn't deserve his hostility.

"I don't wanna fight with you," he conceeded.

"Wonder why," you snarked before taking a breath. "I'll be home soon," you said before ending the call.

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"I'm sorry," were the first words you heard when you opened the door, looking over to see a pitiful Bucky sitting at the bottom of the stairs where he had been waiting for you. You exhaled deeply, sighing as he stood and walked to you. "You were gone, and you - you never leave without telling me where you're going. I just- I lost it a bit. I shouldn't have called you the way I did, I'm sorry."

"I didn't think you'd get home before me or I would've told you I was out. I just hate that that was your first thought, that you could think I'd do that to you. Because I wouldn't. I mean, before, when we first.." you trailed off, "I would have before. But things are different now, they've been different, we're different. Better, I thought,"

"They are, we are," he agreed, taking your hands in his. "I'm sorry. I got scared," he admitted aloud. "And I let it get the best of me. I wasn't thinking. I trust you and I love you with everything I have, heart and soul," he said as he leaned down to press his forehead against yours. "You're everything to me. The thought of losing you," he shook his head. "You have no idea what you do to me," he breathed against your lips.

"If I was gonna leave, I would've done it already. It's you and me, no matter what.. I mean this soulmate thing, it's forever, right?" you quipped, a small smile on your lips, "'M not goin' anywhere."

When you looked to meet his eye, you were taken aback by the tears in them, your hands immediately going to cup his face.

"Babe," you cooed gently, thumbs stroking his cheeks. The sound of your voice so soft and concerned had him wrapping his arms around you and burying his face in your neck, your own arms winding around him in return. After a moment, you pulled away and grabbed his hand, leading him to the couch. You kicked off your shoes and laid down, pulling him along with you so he was laying comfortably on you with his head on your chest as you played with his hair.

You could practically feel the tension slipping from him as he melted into you.

"I really am sorry," he said again.

"I know," you whispered in response. "It's okay."

There was a brief, comfortable silence between you before you spoke again.

"You know I love you, right?" you breathed.

"You don't really have a choice, though, do you?"

Your heart clenched at his somber response. That was all you. You recalled those words you'd thrown at him over and over again during those first few weeks. It wasn't a lie. You didn't have a choice, neither of you did. But you meant it as a jab and he obviously still reflected on the pain of it. Your nose started tingling as you felt your eyes welling. You swallowed thickly.

"No.. I guess I don't," you took a moment. "You have to know, when I said that, I was hurt. And confused and angry," you cleared your throat, not wanting to bring up the past again. "But with you, right here and now, with this Bucky, I've never felt so protected, cherished... loved in my life. And I mean it, I'd chose you a thousand times over if I could," you finished, trying not to choke as your throat tightened.

You held him against your chest, cuddling him close, wanting to bring him the same comfort he so easily provided to you. Assure him of your feelings. When he finally looked up, his blue eyes were gleaming beautifully. He lifted himself up so he was hovering over you, holding your gaze.

"In every lifetime," he said softly. You nodded lightly, a small smile on your face before he leaned back down to kiss you gently. It was soft and sweet before he pulled away slightly, his lips brushing yours as he spoke, "It's always you."

Bucky lowered himself back down into the comfort of your embrace, your presence just as soothing to him as his was to you. As you cuddled into one another, you couldn't help but whisper out a delicate apology.

"I'm sorry I hurt you," you breathed. He squeezed you, rolling onto his side and pulling you to do the same, both of you now chest to chest, nuzzling into each other.

"I hurt you first," he responded, anguish clear in his voice.

Another beat of silence.

"I'd rather you hurt me in every lifetime than ever have to live one without you. I don't deserve you. But I love you so much. I'm sorry I hurt you, I hate that I did. Might never be enough, but I'll spend every day of the rest of my life trying to make it up to you."

You pondered his words and wanted to ask him the one question running through your mind. If not hurting me meant never having met me, never getting to know me, to have me, to love me...would you choose that? You decided you didn't want to know his answer. It would hurt some either way. No point in considered hypotheticals. You both had regrets, some bigger than others. But you had to live with them now, the only thing you could do was apologize and try to make up for them however you could, whenever you could. You didn't have to dwell on them, you just had to acknowledge their existence when they popped up like they did today. Deal with them, work through them. Together. There was no way to rewrite history, but you got to decide what the future chapters would hold.

You decided you didn't want any more regrets in your book.

[lokislittlemidgardian]

Ok so idk if you take requests for him but eddie munson as a cg is just so cute!!!! I read the one you posted and I'm in love!!!! Ok so I was thinking like it's lunch time or maybe the reader skipped a period because of stress and fighting regression, eddie decides he doesn't wanna go to a class and go the that spot where he and chrissy meet up, dun dun duuu!!!! There's the reader kinda pacing back and forth with headphones on!!! Wow,,, Jesus that was a lot lol! Anyway I just thought that it was a really cute idea!!!❤️

School sucks

Content - school work, stressed reader, light swearing, mean teachers, skipping school, regression to a very young age, crying, fluff, cuddles, dummy use, eddie being an amazing daddy,

Summary - stress is causing you too slip resulting in you skipping school, eddie finds you at the bench in the woods and takes care of you.

Authors note - I loved this request so much, I hope that I didn't make it too angsty, I obviously based it on Hawkins high so I hope I got the american class period schedule correct it's a bit different to the uk from what I've read so any Americans feel free to tell me if I need to correct anything :) hope you enjoy!♡

There were too many classes, too much work, too much noise and too many patronising teachers and bitchy students. Everything was too much and it was causing you too get hazy, period 5 had been your breaking point when your pens had run out of ink and when you asked for one you got a very passive aggressive response from your history teacher.

As soon as you heard the lunch bell had rung you were out of there. Going to your locker and pulling out your bag walking quickly down the corridors to the back exit.

Walking across the school and down the blinding white steps into the forest you stopped at the old bench that you and eddie sit at while he waits for hellfire to start and so you can watch. Placing your bag on the top of the table you unzipped your front pocket and took out your walkman and headphones. Plugging them in you pressed the play button and the soothing melody of kate bush hit your ears. Pacing back and forth you tried not to give in to your regression at least until school ended and Eddie could take care of you.

God why did it have to be now?

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Eddie was bored out of his mind, he would rather be anywhere but here. This was supposed to be his year though he couldn't just leave.

But then he remembered that he was doing alright in science and that's what he had for the period he decided he had been here long enough. Grabbing his bag out of his locker he made his way to the forest because he had to wait anyway for you after school.

Surprisingly enough though once he reached the bench, you were already there.

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Pacing up and down around the bench you tried every possible thing not to regress, but eventually all of your emotions caught up with you.

Sitting down on the bench you felt tears slip from your eyes, putting your head on your arms and whimpering slightly. You were very deep in little space now.

Feeling a hand on your shoulder you instantly panicked and moved so quick you could have whiplash. Realising it was your daddy you walked into his outstretched arms feeling yourself get calmer in his embrace.

"Oh little one, what's wrong" he said as he placed a finger on your chin gently making you look up at him. You knew what you wanted to say, the words just weren't coming out. Whining into his jacket you felt a hand rest gently on your head "feeling tiny huh?" He asked in a whisper. Nodding against him you felt him reach into his back pocket "well it's a good things daddy's always prepared" feeling a dummy being gently eased into your mouth you felt yourself relax into him even more.

"Cmon little one, daddy's gonna take you home" he said scooping you up into his arms and rocking you slightly slinging your bag over his shoulder and walking though the woods again.

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Waking up in your room you realised that you were wrapped in warm fluffy blankets, you had your black bunny rabbit next to you and your daddy had his front pressed to yours.

"Hello sleepyhead, how are you feeling precious" he said rubbing his thumb over your cheek, "I'm ok Dada" you said. He knew you were still very small since you only called him Dada when you were feeling younger. "Ok sweetheart, I want you to make Dada a promise. If your ever feeling small like that again I want you to come to me immediately, even if I'm doing an exam ok? I don't want you going through that alone." He said seriously "ok Dada, I pwomise" you said suddenly feeling a bit shy trying to hind under the blankets "no hiding pretty angel, it's ok your safe" he chuckled gazing at you with loving eyes.

After a while of just laying there talking about small things that seemed very big to you you let out a big yawn still tired from the days events "go to sleep sweetheart, Dada will be here when you wake up" he said sliding your dummy back in your mouth and adjusting the blankets around you. Stretching his arms out over your lower back he began to pat it softly lulling you into dreamland.

Yeah school sucks, but at least daddy will always be there for you.

[arcanemoxhi]

✨My Firelight 💚

Vi x Fem Reader!

//✨Short Story✨//

Warning: fluff, cuddles, rekindled love, reuniting, emotional, first kisses, embraces

"V-Vi...? Is that really you...?"

You stand in your room in the firelights tree. You exhale sharply as you watch your childhood friend stand and stare back at you. You know you didn't drink any alcohol and you're not sleepy to be hallucinating. Your body shivers as you gaze at your now grown friend. You move from your desk as you slowly walks over. Ekko stands behind Vi, but he eventually leaves for this tender moment for you two.

You hear Vi exhale in relief and you can visibly see her beginning to tear up. The last thing she can remember from her childhood that brought her happiness is still here. Vi drops her head and begins to sob a little. You hurry over to cup her face and make her look at you. "hey, hey. I'm here, I'm right here," your heart beats faster knowing that you are touching Vi once again. Vi smiles as she sniffs, she wraps her arms around your waist effectively pulling you closer. Her face buried into your neck as she just takes you in. You embrace her back tighter. This is a great moment and a great break for you both. You start to smile and laugh as you embrace her in. "Look at you, so tall and shit," Your comment earned you a laugh from Vi. Vi moves her head to look at you. "What can I say? I gotta grow big and strong, right?" You laugh a bit excited, you know this is real and you haven't felt happiness like this in a long ass time. Vi's hands still rest on your hips as your hands cup her neck. You trace her tattoos. "You like them, (Y/N)?" Vi hummed as she nuzzles your hand on her neck. "yeah, I like them a lot." You smile as you get closer to her by Vi's efforts. Vi smiles as she lifts you high up and spins you around. Vi pulls you back down as you laugh a bit uncontrollably. It reminded you when she bench press you to prove to you that she could. She adores your hyper laughter and will do anything to make you happy. Once Vi pulls you back to her, she gives you a kiss on your cheek. This was just a bold move made out of excitement. You two kinda stare into each other's eyes with bright red cheeks after Vi set you down on the ground. The brawler is fidgeting her hands and scratching her head all nervous at her actions.

"I-I uh.. I just got, y'know how.. Uhm..." Vi is trying gather her words from malfunctioning. You stop her halfway by gripping her red leather jacket with a kiss on the lips. Vi accepts with no problem applying pressure back. You two share your first kiss and it was a magical moment for you two.

Vi wanted to kiss more, but you needed to breathe so you moved back, and Vi held your face. You pant a little for oxygen so was Vi. Vi smiled at you, "there goes my first kiss." You giggle at Vi. "Yeah, same here." Vi grins as she picks you up and wrap your legs around her waist.

"well look at you being a little firelight, huh? My little Firelight~" Vi puts on your couch as she gives you more romantic kisses. She sits next to you and you immediately lay on her. She laughs as she holds you close, just like when you were younger. Ekko knew you two would eventually date each other, but he is upset knowing it took this damn long.

A/N: idk thought it was cute, could always use some sfw but got some smut coming out and working on Knight x Princess Reader Part 2!!

[blackch-rry]

The Summer of ‘89 (IT au) (Teaser)

Pairing: Sunghoon x reader, Heeseung x reader, Enhypen x reader

Synopsis: Derry, Maine, and all its residents thought the disappearance of a high school student was the first and last tragedy to occur in a long time, but once summer started in 1989 a terrifying nightmare had just begun. You had just moved to the small town a year prior; no friends and certainly no love life, but just after graduating high school you find yourself suddenly having a lot in common with a group of seven boys.

Warnings/Genre: Inspired by Stephen King’s IT, (the movies mostly), not really canon idk, horror, gore, angst, romance, more to come each update.

A/N: hi! I love horror and IT, so I thought it was time to finally write something about it. If you don’t like horror, my attempt at least, gore, and all that stuff, then this is not for you. I’m hoping the end of this series or near the end will come out near Halloween because that’s just perfect. So please be patient with updates! Enjoy this teaser :)

***

Fall 1988

Three teenage girls rode aimlessly down the street in their quaint town of Derry. Senior Year had started for all of them and as a last-ditch effort to cling onto summer, the group of friends hopped onto their bikes. One last late-night ride before the crisp autumn air took over. 

After an hour of aimless riding and chatting, the three had bright smiles as the wind wrapped around their hair as they sped up a slope in the road, that eventually died down when the trio came to a slow glide side by side. 

One of the girls, Chaewon, quickly smoothed down the back of her hair. She had a mischievous thought and voiced, “Hey, Kazuha…” 

Once she got her friend’s attention she continued, “Are you finally gonna find the courage this year?”

The last girl, Yunjin, laughed loudly, immediately knowing what her friend was getting at, but poor Kazuha was lost. 

“Huh? Courage to do what?”

“Oh come on,” Yunjin started, “It’s our last year of high school! You’ve had that crush on Jay since freshman year! You need to do something about it before we graduate.”

 

Kazuha let out a shriek of embarrassment, “No way! I can’t do that!”

Chaewon quickened her pedaling so she could get ahead and come back around to circle her best friends.

She said, “And why not? He hasn’t dated anyone for two years and when he was it broke you, remember that? The least you could do is confess and then he can take you to prom! Your dream!”

“The least? I can’t even ask my teachers to go to the bathroom during class. I can’t just go up to him and tell him I like him!”

The two giggled at their friend’s worrying. Chaewon stopped circling and joined the line, “Ok fine, you don’t have to freak him out by straight out confessing, but I think you really should talk to him at least. I just hate seeing you so down in the dumps, staring at him all day.” 

“I don’t stare…that much.” 

“Sure,” Yunjin said with a smile, “Hey, my house is right around the corner. I’ll see you guys tomorrow!”

The girls said their goodbyes as Yunjin took off. Kazuha knew Chaewon was about to head off since her house was close by as well, but before she did, she said, “Zuha, I’m serious. I know you’re scared about talking to a guy you like first, but we just want to see you happy. You know that right?” 

“Of course, I do… and yeah I guess you guys are some-what right. I should just go up to him after algebra and ask him out. Plain and simple…and it would ruin me again if he took another girl to prom.” 

Chaewon smiled, “There you go! Plain and simple. And if he doesn’t say yes, which he won’t do, it’ll be alright. You have us to cry on and eat ice cream with.”

“Gee, thanks.” 

Chaewon laughed before her house came into view, “Alright! See you later!” 

Kazuha let out a small goodbye before it was just her, alone, riding down the dimly lit street. Two minutes passed before she made a turn that would lead her home. One more block of easy riding and late-night breezes sending chills down her body, until something on the road up ahead caught her stare. 

She’s not really the type to stop for things out of her way, but something about it poked at her curiosity. Coming to a slow stop, she saw what it was in its entirety. 

A gasp left her lips. On the side of the cracked pavement laid a bloody cat. She hopped off her bike and let it fall to the ground. Kneeling so she could get a better look, a wave of disgust hit. The closer she got she could see the terrible state the cat was in. It was on its side; dark crimson blood stained the fur surrounding its stomach…where a whole chunk was missing.

Kazuha didn’t have a clue as to what could do this. For a second, she thought another animal attacked it, but the edges around the wound couldn’t have been bite marks from an animal, not around here. And the part bitten off was way too big. 

She had to look away when more blood and parts of the remaining organs spewed out. With a hand covering her mouth, she took a deep inhale to rest her stomach. A second later, she turned back towards the poor cat, but something beyond her by the side of a house made her pause. 

The backyard of the house she kneeled before was not well lit, but she saw more red. 

A…balloon?

With a surge of fear and uncertainty, she got up from the ground. The dying cat was far from her mind when she saw it clearer. A single red balloon stayed floating next to the house. Her steps backward were slow and quiet. How could this be possible? Shouldn’t it be floating into the sky?

As if the object could hear her thoughts, the red balloon started ascending. Her eyes stayed glued to it, watching and watching until the bright color was consumed with the blackness of the night sky. She stayed staring at the distant sky as she continued to back away until the heel of her shoe hit her bike. The sound and abruptness of the impact brought her back out of her daze. She quickly snapped her head back to the ground and the fear she had grew. The cat was gone. 

She couldn’t believe it. Any of this. Was she going insane? First the mangled cat and now a floating balloon? Maybe she was hallucinating. Yes, that was it she concluded. She must be sleep deprived because everything was becoming nonsense.

With a sigh, she touched her forehead trying to calm her racing thoughts and nerves. A gust of wind rushed by her, and she startled. God, it must be so late by now. My parents will be so mad…

Kazuha stared at the empty spot on the pavement, wondering again what that was, before turning around to grab her bike. 

A second more and she would have been on her bike.

A minute more and she would be rounding up on her house. Home.

But the second she turned around her head was being swallowed whole.

***

Spring 1989.

“That time of the month, yeah?” 

Looking bored, you give a half assed smile, “You always know what to say to a girl don’t you, Jeno?” 

He leaned over the counter between you, hands placed on the edge, “Well, you can come back to mine and I’ll say a lot nicer-”

“Just ring up my damn tampons.” 

His charming façade wiped away, he stood back upright and lazily scanned the box. 

“A dollar fifty.” 

You gave him the money, took the bag, and said, “That wasn’t so hard. I mean you’re a cashier at a shitty drug store. I think you might need some more training on how to click a few buttons.” 

You left before you could hear the rest of his angry rambling. 

With the ringing of the store’s bell, you’re outside. The sudden uproar of summer was evident and it wasn’t even June yet. The sudden heat had you craving a cigarette. You walked until the nearest alley to reach into the back pocket of your jean shorts. You pulled out a cigarette from its box and placed it in between your lips before reaching back around for your trusty lighter. Once lighting and taking a deep inhale, you watched the smoke billow out in front of you. When it cleared you were met with a face. 

Taped to the brick wall before you is a poster of that girl who went missing at the beginning of the school year. 

Kazuha.

Staring at her black and white photo and her parent’s information made you slightly uncomfortable. No, you were never friends with her personally, but she always smiled at you in the halls. 

You moved to Derry at the end of Junior year and making friends was never your forte, but it never hurt to see a smile directed at you, even if a stranger. 

You remember that day at school like a haunting nightmare. The somber voice of the principal over the speakers announcing her disappearance. You knew who was in Kazuha’s close group of friends and the chilling cry from Huh Yunjin sitting two rows in front of you still gives you goosebumps whenever you replay that moment. She had to be escorted out of the room by the teacher. 

Suddenly, smoking your cigarette in front of her missing poster feels disrespectful. You don’t put it out, instead you make your way back to the busy sidewalk. As you go about, you ponder over it all. 

Her weird absence from everything, the sight of her parents sometimes idling outside the high school wishing she’d magically burst out the doors after a long day at school, the way the halls got quieter the first two months after, and the rumors. 

The police never brought up too many details about her case on the news. It’s a fact that the police found her abandoned bike but nothing else, yet somehow gossip started to spread amongst your classmates. Some said they found her bloody shoe. Others said she was abducted by aliens. (That one you find incredibly hard to believe). 

No one said it out loud, but everyone has a feeling she’s dead. It’s been about seven months since then and she hasn’t been found. Never a good sign. The cloudy gloom her disappearance brought upon the town has finally subdued with the beginning of summer. 

Everyone has moved on besides her family and close friends, but seeing her face around every turn and corner makes it hard for you to forget. The whole thing really. 

You’re quickly brought out of your thoughts when you see a group of seven boys zoom past you on their bikes. While getting the last you can out of your fix, you keep your gaze on their backs. One of them stands on the pedals and shouts, “Fuck you high school! We’re free at last!” 

You hear the rest of them holler in agreement, but all it does is give you a headache. 

You forgot graduation is tomorrow.

You stomp the cigarette out in annoyance. 

[marisssa1248]

*"Protecting you"*

Warning: yandere Alpheratz,some spoilers,middle school hand writting,Ruby existing

Summoner/ Ruby:"pathetic sorcerer....."

Tears ran down the summoner's/Ruby's face looking directly at someone with hatred and fear while the summoner's/ Ruby's wrists and legs were wrapped with strong purple magic-(yeah idk how to explain this one-) that were gripping on their wrists and legs everytime Ruby/summoner tried to make a move.

Alpheratz: "you can call me that all you want but let me kindly remind you your not getting out of here"

Alpheratz said as he stood there, with his hands on his pockets and his head down looking at the summoner/Ruby with a blank expression with blood stains in his cheeks

Alpheratz:"i already told you im trying to protect you from all this?.....ah.....your just as clueless as Pollux..."

Summoner/Ruby:"protect me? Pfft- from what? Theres nothing to be afraid of......your just worried that once im free your LITTLE murder will get exposed isnt that right?"

The summoner/Ruby lets out a snort, earlier before when a sorcerer tried to led Summoner/Ruby out after one of them encountered Sirius after what he did(in floor 9-) but Alpheratz heard it and unexpectedly killed the sorcerer and grabbed the summoner/Ruby and kissed them by the lips only for them to get knocked by magic.

Alpheratz:"that also but no...."

Alpheratz steps forward towards the summoner/Ruby and the summoner/Ruby eyes slowly turns to fear in a instant after seeing Alpheratz hand slowly makes a magic ball-(yeah idk how to describe magic-) his hand slowly forming a flaming magic ball and the summoner/Ruby grits their teeth trying to get off the purple magic strings but Alpheratz was getting closer and he raises his hand and the summoner/Ruby then shuts their eyes and screams.

Summoner/Ruby: "STOP!"

the summoner/Ruby eyes were still shut but nothing happens so they slowly opened their eyes to find Alpheratz restraining himself on hurting them he lets out a tired groan before eventually calming down but he knelt over to Summoner/Ruby and grabs their chin with his large hand and looks at them

Alpheratz:"i cant really have the urge to hurt and see you in tears can i?...your the only one who cares for me anyways.......its fair for me to also care for you...even though you maybe a princess brat who longs for Spica seriously what do you see in him?" (the green part is not directly towards the reader only from my summoner for those who thinks the green part is towards your summoner-)

Ruby get quite offended by this but tries to hide it,

The summoner/Ruby moves their head to make Alpheratz let go of their chin and he eventually does intentionaly and the summoner/Ruby looks direcrly at Alpheratz with eyes filled with anger

The summoner/Ruby:"i hate you....your a pathetic sorcerer....."

Alpheratz doesnt say anything for a moment he doesnt seem offended by what they said before he holds their chin again his eyes never leaving theirs

Alpheratz:"but in the end you still came to help me and cared for me huh?"

Alpheratz chuckles softly while the summoner/Ruby slowly starts to feel sleepy and the last thing they remebered was Alpheratz kissing their forehead.

The summoner/Ruby wakes up suddenly letting out a gasp and they find themselves by a tree while someone is sleepinh by their lap and the summoner/Ruby looks down to see Alpheratz taking a nap

Alpheratz: "hmm.....huh?..summoner/Ruby are you alright? Wait.....are you crying?"

The summoner/Ruby face is filled with tears relieved its just a dream while Alpheratz sits up cupping the summoner/Ruby cheeks in his large hands while he slowly wipes each tear falling down trying to reassure rhem

Alpheratz: "seriously....did you had a dream? Did you see Arcky in your dreams again? Or Sirius....but you can tell me you already got alot in hand so feel free to express yourself around me....if you dont feel like it i say we take a nap again but i will be having you on my lap"

[the-anime-man]

What if Sig got to the Tome of Sealing first? AKA Tomo AU

hi again tumblr, please dont expect a whole lot from this blog, once again, but, i wanted to post like a little basic thing about this au i've had since 2021 now that i'm back into puyo again,

this is an au that Heavily relies on bits of fanon and headcanon to make it work cuz canon is puyo puyo is very fucking wishy washy but essentially, what if sig had checked out the tome of sealing from the library before klug was able to? (sorry if this is a bit scatterbrained, im not good at organizing my thoughts much,,)

(also please dont mind some of the art, im like an ok artist at best and some of this shit is from 2 years ago as well)

so like, as the absolute fucking nerd i am, i made like an initial google doc on this thing outlining most of the shit im about to summarize here (that i might link if someone asks at some point i guess idk) as well as a fanfic, didnt finish that though, i got like through barely a chapter before i stopped and then i got into sam and max but that's unrelated to now

ANYWAYS, the au is as it sounds, sig goes to precise museum and, guided by the voice of the crimson soul, finds the tome of sealing and checks it out (much to akuma's chargin,,) and then he checks out the book again,,, and again,,,, and a gain,,,, (you see where this is going)

but uh, why is it called tomo au? see im being a little shitter here and i thought maybe the crimson soul's memory would be a little shot after spending ages in a book so they might not remember their name and sig is like "you're my friend now so i'm gonna call you friend/tomodachi" but then he's like "that's too long i'm gonna call you tomo instead" so they just go along with it, for future reference, anytime i mention the crimson soul i'm gonna be calling it Tomo

wow that's really fucking big sorry,

sig has an immense attachment to tomo from the get go btw, he's like, i wanna say like 8 or so when he first gets to the book, so besides the obvious literal halvsies soul connection there's that childhood connection as well,

side note: they can speak to each other cuz of that soul connection btw, it's my personal headcanon that after slug (canon strange klug/the crimson soul) can speak to anybody who they've possessed before as well as their other half, so in canon klug and sig can hear the book talk but in this au only sig can hear them

also, the reason why tomo doesn't attempt to take over sig right from the outset is A) they dunno where the unsealing objects are and B) sig is a child and uh, another part that i'm still trying to work the kinks through of is whether tomo decides to hold off on doing the fusion dance of their own volition or if because the cyan soul (which can speak to tomo, but only when sig is asleep cuz when sig is awake the cyan soul IS sig, nother headcanon sorry) decides it's too soon, they probably have memories of previous incarnations stored in there and know that eventually sig will start showing more demonic traits but not when he's baby

wow this is getting to be a lot but we're not even done cuz now i gotta talk about what this means about shit like fever 2 and such (y'know canon things and all)

boy tumblr just hates making images smaller nowadays huh,

so when sig starts showing signs of his heritage (i.e., a bit before fever 2 happens) tomo and sig start to hatch a plan to get tomo a body back! of course, tomo is omitting some things about how they're actually going to go into sig's body cuz at this point they've been together for a few years now and sig trusts tomo as like, a best friend i guess? something like that,

so sig is under the impression tomo is gonna be released and get their old body back and tomo is under the impression that as soon as the seal releases they'll enter sig's body, join back up with the cyan soul, and return to their original form,

so sig transfers over to amitie and klug's class, (tomo) overhears that lemres is coming into town with the items they need, and they steal the shit and head to the ruins to perform the unsealing

SPOILERS! shit goes wrong

ignore how shitty the ms paint art from a couple of years ago is, might change the hair to be more red in future art

for reasons (that i also need to workshop because to be honest originally it was a "whoever unseals it gets their soul swapped with whoever is trapped in the book" but like??? idk if that's how it should work when it comes to these two specifically), sig and tomo swap places instead of a fusion happening,

sucks balls for both of them cuz this is like the Last thing either of them wanted out of this tbh, sig obviously because well, trust got broken and ended up trapped til the artifacts are stolen (klug either swaps roles with amitie or sig, haven't figured that one out yet either) and tomo most certainly doesn't want sig trapped, as they wouldn't want anyone to experience the loneliness of being sealed away like they were (except klug, fuck klug specifically) (also the chronicles drama cd mentions that part of tomo's character in it so it works for my purposes)

this image wasn't necessarily specific to tomo au but i thought it would fit anyways, sorry it's a bit blurry my phone wouldnt focus on the damn thing properly

and after fever 2,,, i kind of dont have as clear of a story? or a plan? there's some tension between sig and tomo for at least a little while but sig eventually forgives them, as well i don't know how i would tackle something like sig's secret if at all?? but yeah that's the main shit to this au, sorry it's all so very long! this has been on my mind for a few weeks now and it was on my mind for months back in 2021, so i just have a lot i'm throwing out here into the wind, if you got this far: thanks so much for reading!

here's some bonus shit for getting to the end of the main shit:

tomo calls sig "little blue" sometimes, since he's yknow, younger than them and blue but calls the cyan soul their "other half"

if you couldn't tell from the first image, since sig has his bookbag, he carries tomo around in that, but if he's stopped somewhere he'll leave the book open next to him so tomo can see around (hard to see with the covers in the way)

sig was already probably ostricized for yknow, his autistic tendencies, the book did not help with that, but it gave him a trusted confidant :)

sig actually starts developing his demonic traits earlier than in canon due to his proximity to tomo, but not by much

klug has stolen the book before, both demon halves were not pleased with this and klug has not attempted to steal the book again

sig can supplement his own magic power with tomo's for an incredibly large boost, and tomo doesn't mind doing so, this gives sig almost the exact same amount of power as the full demon used to have and also changes his right eye to red

OH, both relevant to this au and my own interpretation: the full demon's name was wisteria, but neither sig nor tomo remember it until either are reminded of that

ok that's it go home now bye bye

[prsk-krow]

First things first, you are a reeeallly great writer. Like, the way you write Nightcord at 25:00 is so interesting, yet so believable as something conjured up by Colorful Palette. (Or whoever develops the game idk) You have a really nice talent. :)

Anyway and now an actual prompt uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh we haven’t done vocaloids yet so, how about

(Miku x Concerned Reader) You wonder how someone is able to spend lots of time in a lonely Sekai by just singing with nothing and no one insight (most of the time). You determined that it isn’t possible, and that Hatsune Miku needs some toys and doo-hickeys. STAT.

{Niigo Miku receiving gifts from concerned reader!}

Ahaha... Gosh, these praises are so nice... Although I don't think it's that good, I'm glad that my writing is being received so well! Guess I have to keep it up, huh? Also bless N25 Miku, Caw.

No matter how many times you visited the sekai, you couldn't get used to the emptiness of it... There was nothing to do, nothing to look at, and almost nothing to listen to! If it weren't for the connection to music that this place had, you might have been genuinely creeped out by the thought of staying here!

So that's why you felt a little sorry for the lonely vocaloid that seemed to wander the empty void, with only songs and irregular visits to distract her... It you were in her place, you would've gone insane a long time ago, yet she seemed so content with her everyday life... Or was she? She tried to calm your worries anytime the topic was brought up, yet you had a nagging feeling that this wasn't as simple as she made it seem...

Eventually, your worries got the best of you, and you decided to give her a little something to satisfy boredom; a classic jigsaw puzzle! You entered the sekai, quickly finding Miku there; sitting on top of those weird, pyramid like things that emerged from the ground, and staring off into the distance, like always.

When you showed off the gift that was in your hands, she tilted her head to the side in confusion. You were giving her her a gift? Why her? Also, what was it? It wasn't a music disk, was it? You slowly but surely answered every question she came up with, sitting now next to her as you gave her a slight head start on the puzzle!

After some explanation which she listened to carefully and with eyes slightly sparkling with interest, she understood and started placing each piece, slowly but surely, in their proper place. It was quite big, so it would entertain her for a while! At least, you hoped. She suddenly started playing soft music, singing along as a small smile appeared on her face. You could now exit the sekai with the satisfaction of a job well done!

Thankfully, you had a lot of jigsaw puzzles from when you were a kid, so you simply took another one and headed to the sekai again the next day! Finding Miku with your gift was expected; what wasn't was the fact that it was still incomplete, even after a whole day, especially since vocaloids didn't sleep... Did you give her one that was too big to start?

"Um... I tried to continue after you left, but... I got distracted by the song I was singing... Then the rest of the group came in, and I left it behind to listen to their chatting and music demo... And then I forgot where it was..."

You gently patted her head, as you sat down next to her, and decided to finish this one with her first! Her eyes slightly widened as you didn't seem to mind at all, and started to teach her how to do the last few pieces. Almost as if she hadn't been so stubborn, and caused you to worry so much about her... Did you really not mind at all?

Soon enough you two had finished the puzzle, but now you knew that perhaps it was a bit too early for another one... You'd take apart all of the pieces, and let her rearrange them again, now that she had the hang of it! She stared at the now empty puzzle, and sat down to begin working on it anew!

And that's how it began... From jigsaw puzzles, to rubik cubes, to wooden puzzles... Everyday, you would come to check up on how Miku was doing with her latest puzzle, and you'd give her a new one! Or perhaps an old one that she may have forgotten about, she didn't seem to mind! In fact...

"... Fufu. You're really nice... Even though I told you so many times that I'm perfectly fine with being here, alone, with my music and your visits, you still worry about me... Enough to go out of your way to give me these... Thank you."

Her smile looked so cute whenever she said something along those lines, and you couldn't be more proud to have helped her with a problem she mostly dismissed as unimportant! She wasn't dissatisfied with her role before, but now it felt like you cared for her as if she were a normal group-mate.

In return, she made sure to sing a bit for you every time you came inside the sekai. Hearing her melodical voice always seemed to loosen you up from the day you had, no matter if it had not been that bad, or had it been quite terrible... However, her face focused on the pieces was enough to lighten up your mood! Be it to coo, or to chuckle inside your mind. No matter which, her presence definitely brightened your day!

There we go! I'm not sure if these are the toys you were referring to, but they were the ones that came to my mind first for toys to pass the time! Caw.

[beansprean]

hi, I’m new to your acc and tumblr in general and idk if you even still make tt content but if you do: how did all the Titans end up in the polycule? Like who was dating first, who did brought it up, who was totally confused at first, etc?

If you don’t make Titans content any more that’s totally fine. Have an awesome day, and I think your blog is really cool. Thanks!

….I have literally never given thought to how they got together djdjdjdj they sprang from my head fully formed and ‘culed lmaooo

I imagine it started with like, separate couples. Like bb and rae kinda sorta got together during all the terra drama (both also in love with her) and drew her back to their side with the power of love but it’s a while before she agrees to date them both bc she’s not in a great place after all that. And then robin and star got together obvs, uhaul lesbians always. Meanwhile star and cy have been hooking up long before she and Robin officially start dating. Star is like if u wanna be exclusive it’s fine cy and I are just post-gym adrenaline fuckbuddies, no romance just sweaty buff alien robot porking. And Robin is like 😳 umm….ok… but eventually is like please continue doing that not because I’m into it or anything. And then eventually he and cy start dating too and that was cyborgs plan all along. Then BB is like “my best bro is dating my bro….I am….third wheel?? 🥺” and so he starts flirting with cy constantly (poorly) and interrupting their dates with Robin like a weirdo. Until everyone has to sit him down and explain gently that he has a crush on cyborg and they should just date already. Meanwhile with their bfs dating new people raven and star tend to hang out more (raven thought this would result in more alone time for her but alas star keeps finding her) and star keeps making jokes like “everyone else is dating when are we gonna get together raven?? Haha just kidding…unless?” And I think that takes a much longer time to happen, like after terra returns and the bbterraven minicule is complete and they get comfy being together and raven becomes a little more emotionally available. Star keeps patiently pining. Until raven looks at her one day and is like huh. We should be holding hands. And then they do.

Ok turns out I had plenty of thoughts about that lmaoooooo ty!! WELCOME TO TUMBLR you're either here for a month or you're here forever

[mamapilled]

mother nonsenses 1.0

was part of the manifesto. (but not anymore?) though these are just random ideas in my notebook that i havent yet found a way to fully write sth decent with. though the evidences are all there. here just for archive, none of these really mean anything. except the last bullet point? but it also doesnt mean anything

- [this was one of my replies when heilhades333 and i was talking abt my ageswap luther and her matriarch nature. then somehow it snowballed into ranfren chi no wadachi?] i think as far as where the series is currently at, randal's still far too young for luther to consider anything about him having a family of his own or even a partner. at this life stage he is still under luther's care, and therefore, a part of luther's family. i see luther as the highest queen of her own beehive, so she wouldnt want randal to eventually have his own family (though, as the "ivory heir", maybe that day will come. if they can grow old that is). luther's way of building a family is more of collecting "family members" - what she'd like to call them, rather than building branches. i dont think she would mind if randal gets a partner as long as they'd submit to become a part of her family (like how she got sebastian as a pet for randal) maybe only when said partner wanted to pull randal away we'd have a problem (satoru. though its mostly bc she wanted to go camping with her family and also blueberry pancakes)

^ i kNOW the mother here is referring to the mother/earthbound franchise. but this is my domain and i can say whatever i want

- [purely delusional. hello hitchther nation?] in my beautiful mind theres this specific what-if situation luther is the queen bee, the hitchhikers are the drones, randal is the queen-to-bee (haha get it) while the catmen and like, nana carpet seb and the rest are worker bees. the drones' only purposes is to mate with the queen (only the fittest ones get this honor) and they'll die in the act but they're happy doing so ^^; this is just me fumbling the hitch hikers’ role theres nothing more to this really, lol

- [i’m still marinating this thing with nou but its going to be mother manifesto 2.0 when i finally know how to verbalize it. wonder when that is... the following paragraphs are choppy and rough bc theyre mostly texts i sent to nou at 12am] AGAIN IM NOT A NATIVE ENGLISH SPEAKER PLEASE EXCUSE ALL THE... IDK VERBS FORMS ERRORS I DONT KNOW! WHAT THEY ARE!!!!!!!!!

i know luther is the emperor tarot card (totally agree. shes also the empress TO ME. because im me of course) but then nou told me about her being the sun while randal is the moon and. huh. that kinda caught me off guard because the sun is supposed to represent. well? good omen and all the nicest things in the world. huh. everytime i think too much abt this i’d get super emotional (im getting emotional Right Now. thats why i dont think i can fully articulate this 2.0 manifesto any time soon) bc yknow. according to a normal regular person’s standard, luther is far from “good”, but also cap did write that luther “believes hes a nice person but is working on it” (not the exact quote but you get it)

something about her trying to be a good person though she probably would never be one but still in her cynical little mind hes being sweet and loving and Good. and not doing whatever she "in the past" has done. bunch of references to "the past" are mostly if not all abt how horrible and terrible and scary she was and how she keeps saying shes not like that anymore though we arent sure how much of it is true bc shes fucked in the head to oblivion. its the thoughts that count i guess?

these are probably all related to luther giving birth to randal (in my head) since ARHGHGH idk!!!!!! i'd imagine this was her before having him (or at least, when she just had him for a few? years? decades?) and then until she had to raise randal and realized he needs to grow into a decent person and started that fucked up roleplay spiral game of her she goes out less and less and trying to be a perfectly normal loving human and a caretaker of this made up family and stopped doing whatever the fuck she was doing when she was still a young maiden terrorizing canada’s deepest forest suburban hell

since randal is like. THE ivory heir to me too he'll take over one day its like now shes just being a mom and making sure hes ready to be it. one day (that day might never come once again she loves making shits up in her head saying stuff no one can fucking understand. cynical woman) and also making sure everything around him is ready for his growth and also being a good role model for him. yadda yadda. not to mention randal keeps talking abt how shes not like before / this body isnt what it used to before as if they both know shes fucking aging (old) and having randal is what she wanted in life like how parents after having children just want to devote their entire life to give their children the best upbringing bc their time is ending soon its time for the next generation. THIS IS ALSO PURELY DELUSIONAL SORRY

whatever im rereading camping arc again (i do this every night) what can i say i love female hysteria and getting the horrors abt luther von ivory slowly descending into insanity