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wandurlvst · 1 month

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camping the night

the drover x gn!reader

notes: so guys like WHY ISNT THERE ANY FAN FICS ABOUT THE DROVER??? I SEARCHED BOTH AO3 AND TUMBLR IM SO MAD. i feel like thanos “fine. i’ll do it myself 🗿” type shit. i'm also writing this while im watching the jimmy kimmel interview with hugh and ryan- you can tell im obsessed

warnings: the scene of him bathing only i’m gonna rewrite it sorta?, the sexual tension omfg, hugh jackman (he’s a warning in and of itself in the good way) im not even going to try to attempt to use over the top australian slang since i am NOT australian myself and i do not want to get anything wrong

“aight, let’s rest up here for the night.” the drover said as you two approached a large tree. it was a frequent spot to stop at on long trips like these to the city.

you followed him, leaving the small group of cattle to graze the little amounts of grass that was around. hopping off your own horse, you hitched him on the tree.

“let’s see about starting a fire- wake up early tomorrow to get a head start.” the drover unpacked his things. you had been accustomed to this life ever since you were a child. your father—joined the war, died. your mother, gotten sick from TB, died. so, this life adopted you instead of the other way round.

luckily, you met the drover at the local bar. who helped you pick your life up and start new—start fresh. he saw your skills on horseback- knew how to herd cattle from your father before he went off to war. you had many skills, as one does, but droving was your strongest.

“hey.” he snapped his fingers in front of your face, which brought you out of your thoughts. “quit horsin’ around. start collecting firewood yeah?" he ordered. "alright- quit your shouting." you protested, "i don't want to hear it, just get to work."

time passed and night fell quickly. you two spent the night chatting, sharing a meal and everything in between. you always enjoyed the moments you and him had together--small or big. from then on, your feelings for him only grew. which wasn't a surprise. he was caring in his own way- always looked out for the people around him.

you were in your own thoughts watching the cattle--making sure they don't wander off. leaning against the tree while sitting on the floor, barely keeping awake.

you yawned, turning back to the camp to check on drover--you found him bathing. this usually doesn't happen. you've seen him shirtless countless times but nothing like this.

you quickly looked away--leaning back against the large tree. thinking to yourself and processing the sight before you. from what you saw at the sudden glance--he was lathered in the soap, chest to hips. you couldn't help yourself and peeked again, this time you watched each and every little detail.

he picked up a bucket of water he filled earlier--tipping it over his head and letting it pour over his body. you couldn't look away this time. it was like you were forced to watch every second and you didn't mind at all. you barely noticed the heavy breathing coming from your mouth.

the drover turned around but before he could see you taking a peek you returned to your position sitting against the tree. then, footsteps started approaching you, “oh crikey…” you sighed.

the drover was leaning against the tree using his arm, he looked down at you. “you rest, i’ll watch em” he said in a low voice. you looked up and was greeted by his dripping wet frame.

the water soaked the top of his pants, you watched as droplets were still trickling down his chest and over his abs. you were in your own world and you didn’t hear anything he said.

but of course, he noticed. “oi. what’s wrong- ya burnin up?” kneeling down, he held his hand to your forehead—likely because he saw how red you turned in the face. he was so close you could barely function properly.

“i- uh-“ stuttering only escaped your mouth, you needed space. the mere proximity of him overwhelms you. “no- i’m just…” you stood up and he did the same. you were face to face with him again—your plan to distance yourself for air was futile.

you felt his breath on your face, his own body heat adding to your own. “i’m just tired.” avoiding his eye contact, he held your chin, gently forcing you to look at him. “i’m sure it’s more than that.” he said softly, he placed his hands on your exposed arms, the drover felt how the rest of your body was affected by him.

“need a bath of your own to cool down, hm?”

#hugh jackman #the drover australia #the drover #australia 2008 #the drover x reader #gender neutral reader #x reader #the drover 2008 #ONCE CHANCE HUGH PLS #IM TWEAKING #GUYS PUT ME DOWN

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luffyvace · 6 months

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HEYYYY!! how are you?? i hope you’re doing well ❤️❤️

i was wondering if you could do a headcanon/story where reader is like the daughter of Dracule Mihawk but like she(or gender neutral) never met her mom, so when she was growing up Boa Hancock was like their cool auntie that she learned how to be a woman (doing makeup,painting nails, finding her style ect.)

ONLY IF YOU ARE COMFORTABLE THO, BTW I LOVEE YOUR WRITING 💕💕

HIII IM DOING GOOD ANON!! You dear? :)

i do female reader dw!! I’ll be using she/her as well, for reference

Awhh dadhawk <33

AUNTBOAAUNTBOAAUNTBOAAA!! She’d be the BEST most SPOILING wine aunt EVER🍷💄

Of course it’s alright honey! Alsooo TYSM!! I’m so glad you enjoy 😭💓💓

Being mihawk’s daughter has a lot of perks and literally no down slides. actually I half way take that back. The only down slide is that there’s a target on your head for those who are crazy enough to come for you. But that’s like a mere 00.1% and even then just because they come for you doesn’t mean they’ll get to you 🤡

especially since your the NUMBER ONE swordsman’s daughter.

Also this is really random but you probably meet zoro eventually, perona as well, they obviously stay with you for some time so perona and you likely get close. I imagine you would introduce her to boa and the three of you become a trio. You and Perona are her adorable nieces and boa is your doting, beautiful and totally awesome auntie :3

don’t get me wrong mihawk is a awesome father. He seems like a very responsible man and that he would not leave you out in the cold at the cost of his own life. He spoils you just as equally as boa does and although he’s not the most trusting man on earth, he wouldn’t dare break the bond you two have when he can’t replace it with your actual mother. At this point not that you wanted to.

Never meeting your mom may have taken a toll on your mental health at first, but not to worry! Awesome aunt boa to the rescue!!

The chances of you meeting boa we’re actually very slim, whether you know it or not. As I said Mihawk doesn’t easily trust plus you probably met at a warlord meeting where he has to take you along for one reason or another.

You saw boa and naturally, thought she was very pretty. Mihawk is rather reserved too so you probably don’t see people often in general (til you get older). Therefore, seeing such a ethereal woman made you instantly admire her. You immediately wanted to get to know her—and, luckily for you, she took an interest in the girl who’s mihawk’s daughter!

now idk what you did but she started the conversation, and whatever you replied made her think you weren’t so bad! You two chatted some more and after figuring out you had no mother figure she took it upon herself to raise a cute girl such as yourself to be a good woman. She didn’t exactly want to be viewed as your mother..that would relate her too closely to mihawk, a man, for her liking. So! She’ll be the cool and classy wine aunt instead! 🍷💋

you love your dad, he does his best to raise you as a single father and pirate/warlord/worlds best swordsman. And you truly do appreciate him! But when Boa bashes him for being a man her insults are low key so funny you can’t help but laugh 🗿 (hc that Boa would be good at roasting people on the spot :3)

boa being the coolest aunt she is, she takes you to lavish places (that she rented so she wouldn’t have to bear being in the presence of those indisputable critters society calls men), gets you the most high quality makeup (that her tribe handcrafts—yes they make they’re own it’s a hc of mine), does monthly over the phone (in person when you can) mental check ins (because you love your dad but again, he’s a man, and there’s some things about women men won’t get—vice versa too of course <3)

womanly hour!~ well more like hours, you spend the whole day with boa whenever you can, she’s makes a magnificent aunt and literally never says no to you. She’s like to you how she is to luffy but less delusional platonic <3 you two go shopping and pick out clothes together, her tribe of course also gifts you all the cute clothes you could ever want (again, handcrafted) because boa adores you and they adore boa!—which means they adore you! 💕 You and the Kuja 100% get along and see eye to eye on how spectacular Hancock-Sama is~ 🥰

when your older you probably go over to visit her more often and maybe even on your own! Mihawk trusts that by then he’s trained you enough, plus i think he would have his certain set of rules but not be too strict of a dad.

teaching you how to be a proper woman with Boa 101 ;} only if you want to tho! She’ll ensure your not out here acting like some monkey—surely your not! (unless you are 🤷‍♀️) Still, she teaches you basic lady manners. :) More than anything she knows women is NOT the problem, so instead of going “keep your legs closed ☝️🤓” she says “If a man looks at you lower than your stomach, kick him in that area 😉😘” - Boa Hancock (the woman we trust💪)

AND you already know she’s gonna teach you how to kick as hard a she can 😤😮‍💨👌 which ngl by the time your older your sure to be a master in many Haki’s. You may even have conquer’s 🤷‍♀️ I wouldn’t doubt it you got Mihawk blood in you :P

Growing up Boa has constantly been warning you of men and they’re vile ways. When you become of age she’ll tell you what happened to her (that’s how much she trusts you 💗💗) and you’ll know what she means right away. She will always look out for you but gives you tips on things just in case, and if you ever feel unsafe, don’t hesitate to call her or take a trip to the island of women! The entirety of the Kuja tribe will lay down they’re lives in an instant for Hancock-sama’s lovable little niece <33

I’ve been mentioning this throughout but her taking you to the island of women definitely happens. You love it there and everyone loves you. You have so many Aunts and sisters there it’s not even funny. 😃 You adore each and everyone of them though, just as they do you. You get only the finest of treatment from them and you might as well be one of the Boa sisters. You get all you can eat premium food, the most elegant clothes tailored to your exact size and tastes, you even have your very OWN room in the Palace! Sandersonia and Marigold dote on you just as much as Hancock does the four of you very much do spend a lot of time together. 😊

The Boa sisters/the Kuja tribe teaches you the kuja tribe/survival skills personally. They start with bow and arrow and eventually moving on to haki and hand to hand combat. Now, Mihawk might have already covered this but they’re going over it again 😄 why? He might’ve missed something! He’s a man! (Btw the Kuja girls 100% ask you questions about men no holding back) Anywho, I’m sure you’d do it again even if you know it already because 1) practice 😋 and 2) who wouldn’t want to spend more time with the Kuja pirates?!

💖💖

These girls are seriously awesome 💓 (this low key became a Mihawk diss track written by Hancock but he’ll live- LOL 😂😂🗿)

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base0h · 2 years

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Hayo, I noticed ur blog and fell in love. I was wondering if I could request Smoker, Crocodile, Zoro, and Hihawk with an S/O who is reckless. I'm talking like Luffy kinda reckless. Oh, this berry might be super poisonous? Only one way to find out-

a/n - awww you’re so sweet I’m glad you like my blog 💜💜 oml I’m giggling tysm nero for the request !

Warnings ⚠️ - crack kinda, g/n reader

Opposites attract

- poor man is so tired

- “CROCO- I FOUND A MUSHROOM LOOK LOOK! It matches your hair!! tastes a bit funny though.” You said excitedly, showing your lover the black mushroom

- the color should’ve been the first hint that maybe you shouldn’t eat that.

- but you ate it anyways

- “cool. Cool.”

- “… wait what.”

- he needed a minute

- then it clicked, you collapsed to the ground, coughing and clutching your stomach from the pain

- “Y/n- you ate a random mushroom?!”

- frantically trying to not freak out

- he’s trying to remain calm. but it’s not working

- god the pain was unbearable, your stomach churning but also cramping at the same time

- And to make it better? You might’ve eaten the entire mushroom 🙃

- he’s not a doctor wtf is he supposed to do-???

- literally slapping your back to try and get you to spit it out

- “I ALREADY SWALLOWED IT- STOP OW!”

- you survived, but crocodile’s sanity didn’t lol

- in battles, you were always the first one to spring into action, much to your lover’s dismay

- “Let’s go!!!” You shouted, jumping off the ship, running straight towards the marine encampment

- “Y/N GET BACK HERE-!”

- he didn’t even get to explain the plan yet

- man loves you a lot, so he sticks with you even though you drive him insane

- “y/n don’t you even think about eating that. it was on the ground.”

- “but- 5 second rule-“

- “NO-“

- ….

- *eats it anyways*

- he’s like a wall

- does he ever express emotion to your shenanigans???

- definition of 🗿

- you end up getting into more dumb shit just to see if he’d react

- you could be choking on a poisonous berry, and all he does is fucking slap your back, and you spit it out no problem

- he’s like those magic moms

- he wouldn’t appreciate being called that

- right before you rush to jump off the cliff, he literally just grabs you by the back of your shirt like you’re a tiny cat

- he does it with one hand while he’s reading the newspaper with the other

- not even looking

- you’re honestly tired of trying to get him to react, so you end up falling asleep on him sometimes, exhausted from all your reckless activities

- oh if only you were awake to see how he reacted to this

- he had a soft smile on his face, and he ran his fingers through your hair, softly patting your back and hugging you close to him

- this was the time that he reacted, and you were unfortunately asleep 🙃

- you’re bad for his health

- you give him heart attacks every single day

- Tashigi has started to give him free therapy sometimes

- when you literally jump off the ship before he can explain the plan to you, he has to quickly grab you with his smokey hands

- he has an amazing reaction time thanks to you :)

- “Smokey! I was just gonna take care of ‘em for you!” You said with a smile, hanging in front of your lover

- how could he not forgive you???? He loved you too much to stay mad

- he has to keep you close by, but when you suddenly disappear, and he sees you beating up a bunch of pirates in the distance

- my god you’re going to be the death of him

- all he wants is for you to be safe, and you’re charging straight towards the danger with a huge smile on your face-

- “Smokey!!!! I beat them up for you!” You said, waving at him

- you were sitting on top the pile of beaten up pirates with your big smile that smoker loved so much

- he couldn’t help but smile back with a tired sigh

- he one time almost couldn’t breathe because he couldn’t find you for a good five minutes before you jumped out of a barrel to spook him

- man was so scared he couldn’t move

- “um. smokey are you ok?…”

- it took a good five minutes for his mind to process what just happened, and then he scolded you for another ten :)

- obviously you didn’t listen to even half of what he said tho 👍

- I mean he has Luffy as a captain, so he’s pretty used to it

- or so he thought.

- you were eating a mushroom right in front of him, and he looked confused as to what exactly you were eating

- “Did the pervert cook give you a mushroom??”

- “No- mffm. I found it.”

- your mouth was full, and then you swallowed it right when he realized

- "YOU IDIOT-! YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO DO THAT!"

- frantically slapping you

- it left bruises

- "cant you just shit it out?!"

- "I CANT SHIT ON COMMAND MOSSHEAD!"

- chopper saved you, but now Zoro has to accompany you everytime you explore the islands

- you picked up some berries from a nearby bush, and you were about to put them in your mouth

- he bonked your head with his fist, "don't even think about it y/n."

- "OW THAT HURT IDIOT!"

- you hit him back and it started a whole fight

- you won >:)

a/n - hehe these are fun

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dollysilena · 2 years

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TRAINING WHEELS

CHAPTER THREE | BABY ON BOARD

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five years ago, you stupidly had a fling with inarizaki athlete, miya atsumu– now, present day– he had a son he knew nothing about. you made sure it was going to stay that way, but as fate would have it, he unexpectedly stumbled back into your lives, now as volleyball’s biggest star.

wc & notes: 3.5k — this chapter was originally going to be 7k+ words, but for my own sanity during editing i decided to split it in two different chapters instead! i also thought it would be easier to read in separate chapters instead of just one really condensed one so pls forgive me 🗿

The past twelve hours had been a whirlwind for Miya Atsumu.

His day started late, but not out of his own fault! He swore it. It was just because his alarm clock didn’t go off. At least that’s what he told Coach Foster when he walked into practice late with a Starbucks frappuccino. But hey, at least he got one for everyone right? The team nutritionist yelled at him later for it because sugar wasn’t on the regiment, especially with the V-League season so soon. Hinata gladly slurped down the drink though, which consequently sent him into a sugar rush later. And once that happened, their coach chewed out Atsumu for the ginger’s erratic playing. It seemed like the scolding was neverending, but he shook it off as practice continued. He thought that the rest of the day was going to go on without any more hitches, up until he got a call from his brother.

“She’s here right now with a kid. He’s four years old, and I don’t think the fact he looks like ya is a coincidence.”

The air stilled, and despite the clamor and ruckus of the gym around him, all Atsumu heard was the ringing in his ears and the silence on Osamu’s end. A kid?

There was no way. Osamu was just messing with him, right? It was just a prank, Suna or one of their friends probably put him up to it. There’s no way that… that he actually… He thought of you, something his mind hadn’t crossed paths with in awhile. You were just a girl who left him high and dry five years ago… without a word. He wanted to tell himself he wasn’t convinced, but something lurching in his stomach told him otherwise.

The denial didn’t stop Atsumu from abruptly running out of practice. He would deal with what the coaches had to say later.

FIVE YEARS AGO — INARIZAKI HIGH SCHOOL

“What’s up with ya?” Atsumu questioned, slumping down on the seat infront of your desk as he faced yours. “Yer acting funny, ya sick or something?”

Atsumu couldn’t care less about the fact he was bothering you in the middle of class, all he could think about is how weird you’ve been acting with him. He thought things were going good with you over the past few weeks, maybe a little too good considering you both… He shook it off. You’ve been acting odd all week, suddenly barely sparing him a glance. Despite the fact you both weren’t dating, he had to admit it was bugging him more than it should’ve.

“What makes you say that?” You responded, almost defensively. You didn’t look up from your math worksheet, and to anyone else, it would just look like you were focused on your work, but Atsumu knew you were distracted, you hadn’t moved from the same problem for over ten minutes.

“Well, ya barely have been talking to me this week first of all,” he scoffed, rolling his eyes. “And not to mention one of your friends told me you went home early yesterday because of food poisoning.” He didn’t mean to reveal that he had been asking around about you, but you didn’t seem to linger on it.

You fiddled with the pencil on your desk, clearly avoiding his eyes. “Why does it matter to you? It’s none of your business, Miya.”

Miya? Harsh.

“And here I thought ya liked me!” Atsumu replied, melodramatically clutching his chest as if he were wounded, albeit, his ego was admittedly a little bruised. “Of course what my girl does matters to me.”

You couldn’t help yourself from cracking a smile, and Atsumu considered it a victory.

“We’re not even dating, we met a couple weeks ago,” you replied, shaking your head.

Atsumu rolled his eyes. Though, you were right, you had never made anything official. It was all just harmless fun, right?

“That didn’t seem to matter when we–”

“Be quiet!” you hissed in embarrassment. Atsumu smirked when he noticed how flustered you got. When you realized Atsumu wasn’t going to let up, you gave him another sigh.

“I think I’m just not feeling well, probably a stomach bug or something.”

“Blegh!” Atsumu replied, sticking out his tongue. “Well don’t give it to me!”

You bore a small grin at him. Atsumu smiled back, happy that he was at least able to make you feel a little better that day.

He didn’t think that would be the last time he ever saw you.

He was going to walk you home that day and he even considered finally formally asking you out. Granted, he probably should have done that before the… bathroom incident, but he digressed. He went to your classroom later only to find your desk empty. Your classmates already said you left and he shrugged it off. He would just wait until the next day.

Then you were absent the next day, and the day after.

It wasn’t until a whole week had passed where he felt himself starting to get worried.

You weren’t answering his texts, and after awhile, they didn’t even deliver anymore. He thought things were going well, at least to him they were… Whatever, he wasn’t going to let it get to him. If you didn’t want to talk to him anymore, so be it, it wasn’t his problem. People walked out on him all the time. He repeated it like a mantra, whatever, whatever, whatever.

But it doesn’t stop him from thinking.

As the days progressed, he felt himself plunging deeper into his doubtful thoughts. You weren’t avoiding him on purpose were you? He didn’t realize how much it was getting to him until he missed practically every set during practice because he was too busy thinking of your smile at him instead of where Osamu’s hand was. He was tired of it, he finally decided he wasn’t going to wait for you to show up. He would get the answers himself.

Afterschool, he followed the trek to your house and stirred silently. Why was he even bothered this much about some girl he barely knew? You weren’t the first girl he was with, and he didn’t plan for you to be the last. So why was it bothering him so much? He wasn’t sure why, but it crept up his spine like a chill.

Miya Atsumu isn’t someone you can leave, he’s always made sure of it. He’s never the one left behind. He doesn’t want to be.

He stood on your doorstep, deliberating with himself if it was even worth it. But he didn’t come all this way for nothing. Even if you told him to get lost, atleast it would put an end to his endless lamenting. It would be better than having you plague him like a damn fever. He knocked.

He doesn’t expect your mother to answer.

“What do ya mean she moved?” Atsumu asked in disbelief.

“She’s gone to live with her grandmother in Kagawa,” your mother stated firmly. “I don’t think you’ll be seeing her anytime soon.”

Before Atsumu could pry for any other details, your mother spoke again.

“Don’t ever come back to this house.”

Then the door was slammed in his face.

PRESENT DAY

Despite his best attempts at staying in denial, he realized that all the signs were there. You were getting sick, avoiding him, your sudden disappearance. He should have known something was wrong when your mother forbade him from coming back without a reason. His mind was a flurry as he rushed through the streets of Osaka. The little voice in the back of his head that was saying it was impossible was getting flooded out, it was entirely too possible.

In his rush inside Onigiri Miya, he was met with a body crashing into him. He looked down to see a horrified face infront of him, it’s yours. And in your arms, an unassuming boy that looked indisputably like him. A moment passed, as if the world stopped spinning on its axis. The panic seemed to be flooding out of your body and into the room. His mouth felt dry and whatever was spinning through his mind was suddenly a standstill. His gaze followed back to the boy, and his heart lurched.

There was no doubt about it, he had a son.

Even if you hadn’t told him, Atsumu could instinctively already tell, something in his gut just knew. He shared his smile, his brown eyes, and even his naturally dark hair that swept in the same way Atsumu’s did when he was that age. There was a piece of him out there, and he didn’t know all these years.

He barely choked out, “could we talk?”

While you both spoke at the table together, and as he gazed at Haru playing with Osamu and your friend not far away, he found himself wondering so many questions. What had Haru looked like when he was a baby? What was he like? Was he more energetic and lively like him? Or more quiet and reserved like his brother was? Was anyone there to help you through the pregnancy? What were his first words? Did he ever ask about him once he was old enough to understand what a father was?

“Atsumu, you realize what you’re asking right? You’re agreeing to be a father, which you just found out right now of all things. It’s a commitment, no take backsies.”

He knew he should’ve weighed the circumstances more, you were right after all, it was a commitment, a life-long one. Not to mention he barely found out an hour ago. Did he even know how to be a father? Infact, Atsumu hadn’t even considered kids in his life yet. He thought he had a long time before he thought he ever had to make that decision.

He thought about Haru, and how for years, he didn’t grow up with a father. His jaw hardened. Four years was too long for him to be absent. He couldn’t just… walk out. When he looked at Haru, he couldn’t possibly think of going on with living his life while knowing his son was out there.

“Yeah, I’m sure.”

After your talk and once the situation was settled, atleast as much as it could be, Atsumu had offered to walk you home for the night. You decided to opt out of the company party you were attending for obvious reasons, and Naomi made sure to pass the news on to your boss about a “family emergency”.

Now there he was, walking down the streets with his ex highschool fling, and his child. Whoever said life worked in unexpected ways, he wasn’t quite imagining this.

You both walked in silence, with Haru in your arms as he slept soundly. Atsumu wasn’t sure what to say, or if he even wanted to break the silence, so he kept quiet. Throughout the walk, he found himself stealing glances at you, and it felt as if he were meeting you all over again. You obviously weren’t the same girl he knew all those years ago. You held yourself up with a maturity he felt like he couldn’t match. Unlike him, sometimes he still felt like the clumsy kid he was in highschool. Maturity was something he always seemed to lack. His friends and brother always made sure to remind him of that whenever he behaved so.

He looked down at Haru, still fast asleep. He imagined it was well past his bedtime now. You stifled a yawn as you carried the small boy, the tiredness seemed to be contagious. He saw your shoulders beginning to sag, and Atsumu realized you had been carrying him for the better portion of the walk.

“Here, let me take him,” he offered. “You’re tired.”

You looked up at him, with a raised eyebrow. “Have you held a kid before?”

He felt himself pause. Had he held a kid before? There were a few times at family reunions where he held the children of distant family members but that had all been for mere seconds before another family member scooped them up. He remembered how his mom was able to hold him and his brother at once for hours on end, how hard could it be?

“No, but I want to try seeing as I have one now.”

You laughed and extended Haru out to Atsumu, who gently took the boy as if he were made of porcelain. Haru shifted in his sleep, but comfortably adjusted into the setter’s arms.

He heard your laugh beside him and he immediately stiffened up. Had he done something wrong?

“He’s not a volleyball,” you chuckled, “hold him up from here.” You went to adjust Atsumu’s position and pushed up his arm so Haru’s weight could rest on it. He felt his cheeks burn in embarrassment, apparently it was harder than he thought.

“Good,” you replied, patting his arm, and he had to stop himself from blushing when he felt your fingers brushing his arm. “Now just keep him there.”

Atsumu nodded as you continued your walk. It’s then that the thought hit him—when he was finally holding Haru in his arms—that he's his.

His arms instinctively held Haru tighter. No, he couldn’t be doubtful now. There was too much on the line and too much time lost. Unlike the past four years, he swore that he would be there from now on, no matter what.

You both rounded the corner before you got to your apartment complex, a smaller building in the quieter part of the city. You both had lived here all this time, and he didn’t know. Had he ever walked down this street unknowingly?

“This is us,” you stated, gesturing to the building. He felt himself trying to come up with something to say, but nothing came out. He just knew he didn’t want the night to end, there was still so much he had to know.

“Would you like to come in for a bit? I have some pictures of Haru I could show you.” You asked, and it was like you read his mind.

“I would like that.”

He followed you inside and into the elevator where you led him to your apartment. You flicked on the lights and Atsumu glanced around. He looked around and saw Haru’s toys laying about, pictures of the two of you framed around the home, he even spotted Haru’s homework still strewn out on the coffee table. You both crept inside, careful to be quiet as to not wake Haru. You led him down a hallway and opened a door to what he presumed was Haru’s room, and ushered him inside.

Atsumu carried the boy inside his room, and looked around. He saw his drawings framed along the walls, toys, stuffed animals, and noticed a volleyball near his toy trunk. He made a mental note to ask Haru about that later. He padded over to the bed, and set him down so he was laying. You came up beside him, and tucked the covers over him before kissing his forehead.

He realized this was the first time he was putting his son to sleep. Was this what having a family was like?

You both quietly exited the room, making sure to close Haru’s door so he wasn’t disturbed by you both outside.

“I can make us some tea,” you said, as he nodded. He didn’t even really like tea, he was just glad he could stay. He followed you to the kitchen, where he took a seat at the kitchen island while you put the kettle on the stove.

“Is it just ya two here?” He asked, looking around. You had some pictures framed up, as well as some photographs hung on the fridge which he could see. But from what he could tell, it was only you, Haru, and sometimes Naomi in the photos.

“Yup,” you responded, pulling out two mugs from the cabinet above you. “Since Haru was born, really.”

Atsumu felt his heart in his stomach. “Even when ya were pregnant?”

Atsumu saw you still, and he hoped he didn’t open an old wound. He scolded himself for not being more sensitive, and letting his own curiosity get the better of him.

“When I told my parents, they kicked me out,” you stated bluntly, putting the tea bags in the cups. “They sent me to live with my grandmother, who was amazingly supportive, but she died before Haru was born, so since then it was just us.”

Atsumu was silent, he wasn't sure what to say. I’m sorry? I’m sorry that I wasn’t there? But that wasn’t enough, it didn’t change what you had to go through. The thought of you being in that delivery room by yourself only added onto the guilt on his shoulders, and his heart sank even further when he realized you had to do everything else alone too.

“Atleast Haru’s birth was quick!” You joked, a smile beaming on your face. Despite all that, you were still… positive? Atsumu was in disbelief, he probably couldn’t go through a fraction of what you had and still manage to put on a brave front. He always got into a mood, as Osamu called it, even at the smallest of inconveniences. You pushed a cup of tea towards him which he took graciously.

“Yer amazing,” he said in awe.

“It’s just tea,” you laughed, blowing on your cup. Atsumu shook his head.

“No,” he responded. “For everything. For what ya had to go through, and what you’ve done for Haru. And at eighteen? Osamu was still packing my lunches when I was that age.”

You laughed in response and it made his cheeks warm. He liked the sound, he thought.

“Let me get those photo albums I was talking about,” you said before walking into another room. You came back a few minutes later holding a few photo books.

“Do you wanna start with the first one?” You asked, holding one out.

Atsumu eagerly nodded as he took the dusty blue album, decorated with ribbons and stickers. He could tell you had decorated it yourself. It showcased a picture of you holding a newborn Haru in the hospital. The picture almost made Atsumu frown, knowing you were by yourself that day, but he ended up smiling seeing how proudly you beamed holding the baby. He opened the book and inspected inside.

There was a sonogram of each phase Haru was in during your pregnancy, and eventually a few photos of Haru being born in the hospital. He saw the tiny notes you wrote besides the pictures, and his mouth grew agape when he saw 3.68kg written next one of Haru’s pictures.

“Yeah,” you chuckled, noticing his expression. “He was a big baby, I guess since his dad’s a pro athlete and everything.”

His face grew more horrified and he almost wanted to apologize. He apologize to his mom too considering she had twins. Then another picture caught his attention.

“Hey, what’s this one?” He asked, pointing to another photo.

He pointed towards a picture that looked somewhat recent, he could tell since Haru seemed to be almost the same age in the picture as he was now. It was of you in a graduation cap and gown holding up Haru proudly who looked like he was cheering. It definitely wasn’t your high school graduation since Haru was in it.

“Oh, that’s when I graduated from university last year.”

“Ya completed university?” Atsumu asked in astonishment.

“Yeah,” you grinned. “Pretty proud of myself. I was working two jobs and had to take night classes for a couple years but I ended up getting my degree finally a few months ago, then I got a great job at the firm I’m at now.”

No, you’re not just amazing, you’re phenomenal.

The rest of the night was filled with you and Atsumu looking over Haru’s pictures, some of his favorites being Haru’s second birthday where he had cake painted across his face from where he tried to eat his birthday cake face-first, his first day of preschool (which he found out he started this year), and one of you and Haru at a festival with matching daifuku in hand. He made a mental note to take you both when he saw how brightly you both smiled. Whenever he wasn’t looking at the photos, he was paying attention to you. He was getting to know you again.

“It’s getting late,” you yawned. “I have work tomorrow, and I probably have to explain why I missed the party tonight.”

Atsumu groaned. “That reminds me, I have to explain to my coaches tomorrow why I ran out of practice, they probably won’t believe me though.”

You giggled, before sliding out the picture of Haru’s second birthday from the book. “Maybe you can use this as proof.”

Atsumu took the photo and smiled warmly in the picture in his hands. The picture would find a well-loved home in his wallet, but would later be replaced with a picture of the three of you adorning matching jerseys on Haru’s eighth birthday at one of Atsumu’s games.

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siphoklansan · 6 months

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Introducing…. 𓆝 ⋆.𖦹°‧

꧁𝐒𝐮𝐜𝐡𝗼𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐢꧂

สุชลที ทิพย์ชลาลัย

“He claims that his father is a king.”

Height : 167 cm.

Birthday : 15th of November (Loy Kratong)

Age : 18

Homeland : East of Scalding Sands (Attidaya)

Best Subject : Practical Magic

Club : Equestrian club

Talents : Horseback riding, swimming.

Hobby : Taking care of his pet *jet dragon horse (Nhil - ม้านิลมังกร)

Dislikes : Nagas, sea snakes

Favorite Food : Tom Yum Khung (ต้มยำกุ้ง)

Least Favorite Food : Traditional medicine, bitter herbs.

꧁𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐪𝐮𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜꧂

- 𝐕𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐥 𝗼𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐚: the ability to summon an extinct, magic creature of the sea: the Jet Dragon Horse. Suchol can command the horse at will whether to attack or to use it as a means of transportation, both on land and sea.

- Suchol can breathe underwater.

꧁𝐅𝐮𝐧 𝐅𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝗼𝐮𝐭 𝐒𝐮𝐜𝐡𝗼𝐥꧂

- Suchol’s first name “Sucholatee” means beautiful sea and his last name “Thipchalalai” means the angel’s ocean✨

- Suchol is based off of another famous literature piece (famous as in it has been in plays for countless of times- like Romeo and Juliet💀) called Phra Apai Manee (พระอภัยมณี) and he’s based on a character named Sudsakorn! The story is a bout Sudsakon, a half mer half human boy, goes on a journey to find his father.

- Spoiler alert: tbh his father is lowley a piece of shit based on what I remember😭 He has a lot of wives (at that time having many wives is a power status, and he’s a king) and he fell in love with a mermaid who is Sudsakorn’s mother. THEN HE LEAVES SO THAT’S WHY SUDSAKORN GREW UP TO LOOK FOR HIM. The dad’s also the protagonist of the story (his name is on the title) but I’m purely writing this out of memory because so many things happened in the story and I have to go reread it again. The dad left for some “duties” but got a new wife along the journey like bruh🗿

- Back to Suchol though, his horse Nhil (or should I say his unique magic👀) is based off of the horse dragon in the literature piece! The horse dragon is a wild animal, and its strength even rivals yakshas. But Sudsakorn decided that no☝️you are my friend and I will treat you like you’re some stray cat on the street☝️ and that’s how Sudsakorn got his mount HSJDJUJSUJDU

- To elaborate further on his Unique magic, it’s kind of like Kalim’s magic carpet. The magic carpet is a replica of the original one, and Suchol’s horse dragon ability is a replica of the extinct animal🫶✨

꧁𝐀𝐛𝗼𝐮𝐭 𝐒𝐮𝐜𝐡𝗼𝐥꧂

- Sucholatee Thipchalalai or Suchol for short, is an aspiring and dutiful young half-mer of Royal sword Academy- sorry that was a lie, he’s actually a trouble maker. Don’t let his pretty face fool you!

- Oh, he’d stir up trouble and pranks everywhere. Like dude, how’d you get here in this academy of all places?? You sure you’re not from NRC? You didn’t snuck in here did you?

- Aside from his infamous tricks and such at the academy, he’s quite a sweetheart to his family; his single mother who is a mermaid, and his surrogate father who is an old man next door.

- Growing up on an island with fairytales and stories being told to him constantly, he grew up to believe it is all true. That is to say, he’s the type to believe that Santa Claus is real (and he still does please don’t break the news to him🙏)

- Suchol was a young prodigy due to the mysterious ways his surrogate father taught him magic. It ranges from animal linguistics to ancient magic! That said, he doesn’t find a need to study and still gets good grades. Lucky bastard🙄 /lh

- The general rule of hanging out with Suchol is to NEVER mention Charin. Ever. Not because he hates the yaksha, it’s more like Suchol sees him as his idol. Charin was the older brother Suchol never had. The red eye shadow he wears is proof that he wants to grow up to be just like Charin!

- Suchol is the type of guy who says the most mind boggling, crazy, unbelievable thing ever but it turns out to be true.

- “My dad is a king from a far away land!” Yeah sure buddy 🤥 (it’s actually true)

- But hey, being a bad boy and a trickster aside, having a friend like Suchol is like a breath of fresh air. He’ll drag you to fun fairs and games, making sure you having the time of your life is his priority.

- One of his best qualities (maybe the only one /j im kidding) is honesty. Suchol finds it difficult to lie. While he wouldn’t be blunt about it (*cough* Mathura *cough*), he still makes sure to be honest without hurting anyone’s feelings.

- So what do you say? You don’t wanna miss out on one of the best rides of your life, right? Suchol can’t wait to show off his new friend his legendary horse!

*jet in this case refers to the gemstone

*picture of the dragon horse since I’m too lazy to draw it (the horse has shining black scales that looks like the jet gemstone)

“PS. Invite Charin if you can!” <- his words not mine.

#Suchol 𓆝 ⋆.𖦹°‧#twisted wonderland #twst #disney twisted wonderland #twst wonderland #twst oc #twisted wonderland oc #original character #Suchol #☂︎︎siphok-museum☂︎︎#he got some brotherly instincts from Charin #so he feels the need to look after Pin-Cha sometimes🫶#and yes Charin has a side job #he’s a warden for the most dangerous prison in Attidaya #and it’s in the deepest parts of the ocean!#Charin Kamolnath #Charin #Charin Kamolnath༄

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yoon-kooks · 2 years

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the airdrop incident | myg

🗿pairing: yoongi x reader

🗿genre: fluff, neighbor!au, f2l, childhood friends, best friend's brother

🗿summary: You accidentally AirDrop a racy photo of yourself in strappy lingerie to your hot and arrogant neighbor Min Yoongi.

🗿word count: 1k

a/n: yes this is for yoongi's bday and yes im 471298 years late🥹

An onlooker might be wondering why you’re standing outside your neighbor’s door at ass o’clock in nothing but an oversized tee, but the answer is simple. Mistakes were made. You’re an idiot.

But then he has the audacity to answer the door. “He” as in Min Yoongi, your childhood friend slash nemesis, the older brother of your best friend, or, in the simplest terms, your hot neighbor.

“Yes?” he raises a brow, staring at the way you’re shivering outside his door, the way your perky nipples are most definitely poking through your shirt. You’re sure he sees it all. But given the fact that he’s also seen you practically naked, you don’t even bother covering up. What’s the point?

“Did you, by chance, get an AirDrop like five minutes ago?” you get straight to the point. It’s fucking freezing, after all.

“Depends,” he hums, eyes still very much on your chest. You’re pretty sure he’s dating that pretty brunette you’ve seen sneaking in and out of his house lately, so why’s he looking at you like that? “What was the AirDrop?”

“A picture of me,” you mumble. It was freezing a minute ago, but now your face feels hot. That’s weird.

“Hmm, not sure if the one I’m thinking of is you or not.” The bastard puts on his most exaggerated thinking face—basically the thinking emoji with the hand on his chin. “What were you wearing?”

“Nothing!” you squeak at him. Both of you know no one fucking uses AirDrop except old people. He’s obviously playing dumb and knows what’s going on. He just wants to hear it from your mouth to make his ego bigger than it already is. “You know what I’m talking about.”

“Pretty sure you were wearing something…” he furrows his brow, unlocking his phone to “confirm” what he saw. Like your favorite villain Swiper the Fox, you snatch the phone out of his hand. (He actually just hands it to you, but you like the Dora reference.) “Ah, yes. Black strappy lingerie, right? I didn’t know you were like that, Y/N.”

“Fuck you,” you hiss as you search for the pic in question. AirDrop must have its own stupid section on the phone because you can’t find it anywhere.

“Relax, I already deleted it,” he chuckles. You’re not falling for it. Surely he’s already leaked the photo on OnlyFans. You don’t have a whole lot of faith in Min Yoongi. He’s never been The Nice Guy. “Who were you trying to send it to?”

“None of your business.” He has a girlfriend, after all. Why should he care about who you’re sending those kinds of pics to?

“My sister?”

“Fine. Yes, her.”

“You’re sneaking around sending nudes to my sister? On AirDrop?” he narrows his eyes. Why does he seem more disgusted at the AirDrop part? You’d laugh if you weren’t so stressed. “She’s in a very committed relationship, you know.”

“I’m aware.” You don’t know what’s worse—him thinking you’re hitting on his sister aka your best friend, or admitting the pic was from a photoshoot for your new job. There are no winners here. Might as well come clean. “She requested the pic so she could show support for her lingerie model best friend.”

“My little Y/N grew up and became a lingerie model?” He tilts his head, intrigued. He might’ve deleted the pic from his phone, but you bet the image is still ingrained in that fuckboy head of his. You wonder how his girlfriend feels about him thinking about other girls in that context. You’d feel shitty. “In that case, I’d also like to show support. Mind if you send the pic ag—”

You cut him off with a growl.

“I kid, I kid.” He waves his hands so you don’t pounce on him. But then something occurs to him. “Wait, so AirDropping it to me wasn’t ‘an accident’?” he asks with air quotes.

“No, it was a real accident, Yoongi,” you scoff. You can’t believe he thought you’d intentionally sent that pic to him. He’s so full of himself.

“Well that’s no fun.”

“Elaborate.”

“It would’ve been kinda cute if you did it to get my attention,” he shrugs. “Just like when we were younger. Remember how you’d always tug on my arm and pout until I acknowledged you?”

“No, but it’s kinda weird that you remember it.” You finally cross your arms in front of your chest. “It’s also kinda weird that you want my attention when that’s what your girlfriend is there for.”

“It’s kinda weird that you keep up with my love life and know I have a girlfriend,” he fires back at you. “I’m breaking up with her, by the way. Just in case you wanted to know.”

You pause the petty war for a second. Min Yoongi is breaking up with his girlfriend because you accidentally sent him one (1) risqué pic of yourself? To be fair, you do look pretty hot in that photo. But still! You’ve known the guy your entire life, and all it’s ever amounted to was banter with a hint of feelings on your end. You’d always assumed Yoongi thought of you as nothing more than his little sister’s friend. Surely he’s just toying with you right now. Because that’s what fuckboys do.

That’s what Min Yoongis do.

“Good to know,” you nod, the cold breeze coming back. You better leave now before you do something stupid again. Stupid AirDrop. “Well, I’m gonna go now. It’s fucking cold.”

You drop his phone into his palm, your fingers grazing his in the process. They’re so warm. But your fluffy blanket is warmer. And it’d never betray you.

“Thanks for only being a slight dick about the pic,” you say, scurrying off to your doorstep.

“Anytime,” he smirks. Asshole. “I’ll AirDrop you later.”

“I don’t want your dick pics, sir.”

You hear his laugh before closing the door.

A minute later, you get an AirDrop of what you hope is not in fact a dick pic. You accept it immediately.

It’s a blurry selfie of him on his bed, flipping you off with an emphasis on how much extra mattress space he has. That has to be the quickest breakup of all time. They don’t call him a fuckboy for nothing. You shouldn't feel this tempted.

He accompanies the pic with one simple text:

Yoongi🗿 [2:03AM] “Your loss”

#bts scenarios #bts fanfic #bts imagines #yoongi fanfic #yoongi x reader #bts x reader #bts fluff #yoongi fluff #bts f2l #suga fanfic #suga x reader

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gamerbearmira · 6 months

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bh6 au bh6 au bh6 au!!! AHUAHSF but heya, hope you're doing well, and we dont have a specific name for this au yet, mayhaps we can find one but yesyes bh6 au!! (i am going insane /lh) me is attempting to write rn hehe <3

BH6 AU💪💪💪

It’s so cool, me and the asker have been working on it <333 instead of gifts, they specialize in certain tech and stuff 🗿

Basically Pedro is there. And it’s Antonio’s presentation at the college (he’s still 5, they’re all prodigies and presented at 5, except Mirabel who presented a little later cause she hadn’t decided her science concentration yet 😭😭). Anyway, Pedro sacrifices himself to save Señora Guzmán and boom died.

Alma hid the project he was gonna show the family that he was working on for a long time: Baymax. Basically Mirabel and the grandkids find him and he’s chill, helping them grieve and stuff. The pressure for this au is Alma taking Pedro’s saying “someone has to help” as the family needed to use their tech and intelligence around the city to help other people. And never expand on their tech. Always the same thing.

Anyway, here’s their sciences (all the Madrigals, including the husbands + Alma and Oedro are like. Literal prodigies, mostly in science, but other stuff 🤧):

Fields of Study:

pedro - robotics

alma - forensic engineering

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julieta - health sciences

agustin - language and literature

pepa - meteorology

felix - sociology and music

bruno - physics

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isabela - botany

dolores - acoustics

luisa - kinesiology

camilo - neuroscience

mirabel - psychology

antonio - zoology

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There’s so much more about this au but like. That’s the gist of it <333 if you guys have any ideas LET US KNOWWWWW ‼️‼️‼️ the adults actually later becomes hero’s and funnily enough they’re all hiding it from each other and Alma is entirely clueless 😭😭

Well, the grandkids become super cool heros and obviously Baymax is there (I didn’t draw him YET 💀) and here are their designs <333 COLOR COMING TO TUMBKR DASH NEAR YOU📸📸

Here’s their tech and stuff:

Isabela, maybe something similar to Honey Lemon, but she uses the chemicals of different plants that has different (non lethal) effects? She throws pollen pods like honey lemon does and whatever plants she makes all disappear after a certain amount of time or something, oh and her vines she uses to swing ofc, they're very durable. CARBON FIBER VINES ❗❗

Dolores, maybe she uses soundwaves and sounds in general, and uses something similar to a giant megaphone and speaks; does a lot of knockback.

Luisa, I feel like she would have attachable enhancements, kinda like gauntlets and boots that allow her to further utilize her strength and stamina etc etc

Camilo, maybe his tech tricks the mind, lots of illusions and stuff, and he definitely has a camouflage suit, so he's good for stealth and sneaking up on enemies. He might also go beyond from just people, might even have animals and objects too since its really illusion (mayhaps an upgrade later down the line in their endeavor) Ohhh, a upgrade would be really good and show how he (and the others) develop his tech further

Mirabel’s tech works with Baymax, so it's pretty similar to Hiro's, though I think she would be a jack of all trades as well. Also mentioned in what i wrote that she has a bag of tech goodies (inspired by her good ol bag in canon and also that one ask i saw about her magic bag)

Antonio, like I said before, uses robot animals. He builds them and sends then out, controlling them maybe via a headset similar to the microbots, and the animals have cameras so he can see what they see. I think maybe when he builds P.A.R.C.E (the giant robot jaguar; a.k.a Precision Automated Robotic Companion Entity) the other grandkids will let him go out to battle. Also lets him be at the final battle.

Still working on the adults 🤭🤭🤭

#my asks #my asks are open #encanto #encanto au #au #encanto mirabel #encanto antonio #encanto isabela #encanto dolores #encanto camilo #encanto Luisa #encanto alma #encanto Pedro #bh6 #bh6 au #big hero 6 #big hero six au

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solei-eclipse · 1 month

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HI!!!

I was wondering what Kio and Jiu would think of Macbeth and Inna? and maybe Lilith but I don’t think they would know her too well (mostly bc shes an alien model but maybe theyve heard about her)

I think Inna would find Jiu to be really similar to Macbeth and maybe tries really hard to make the two of them friends.

Inna: look hes just like you

Macbeth: wtf why you just carry him over here???

He would also consider Jiu as a close friend, even if Jiu didn’t think the same. Maybe like everyday for a moment or two he tries to find Jiu to pester him a bit.

I also think Inna would really like Kio and bond with her. Like the two of them run and play around the garden together and maybe even race a bit! (Kio always wins)

Meanwhile I think Macbeth wouldn’t really interact with Jiu too much, but he would notice that Jiu seems to have smth going on with Kio, that he just acts differently with her. He wouldn’t care too much bc it doesn’t involve him, choosing to instead ignore it.

I also think Macbeth would be pretty annoyed by Kio and tries to avoid talking to her, same reasons as he does with Inna. He just doesn’t like them. If Kio was running around he’d try to find somewhere else to be

jiu 🤝 macbeth

kio 🤝 inna

this is SO fun to me, especially inna finding jiu similar to macbeth. the two duos are kind of like mirrors of each other, inna and jiu both have blue(ish) hair and blue eyes, yet Inna is lighter and brighter while Jiu's hair is so dull it's basically black. His eyes are steely as well, definitely not as bright as Inna's.

Kio and Macbeth both share a brownish color, but Kio is warmer both physically and personality wise.

INNA CARRYING JIU? HELP. His expression was definitely 🗿 the whole time.

Unfortunately Jiu would not appreciate being pestered 😭 in his head he'd register Inna as a bit of a pest and make a mental note to avoid him when they're about to cross paths. Nothing personal against Inna (I guess, Jiu doesn't hate him), Jiu just doesn't want to be bothered when he's so busy. It's really nice how Inna sees him as a friend, though! I think Jiu would feel guilty about that, he doesn't feel deserving of it. Still, it would make him feel a little bit soft.

INNA AND KIO WOULD BE GREAT FRIENDS! They'd definitely play around a lot! Their personalities seem like a perfect fit for each other and their vibes would mesh really well. Kio would reach the finish line first, and if Inna was still farther behind she'd be cheering him on!

Most of all, she'd like the blue of Inna's eyes. It reminds her of something, but she can't properly recall...

Macbeth clocking Jiu and Kio's tension but going 'thats not my problem' is SO real. stay unbothered king.

Macbeth (tries to avoid Kio) 🤝 Jiu (tries to avoid Inna)

Kio and Inna would be an absolute force to be reckoned with actually 😭 Jiu already feels awkward with Kio, but now that she's hanging with Inna... Jiu is going to apply reverse magnetism and immediately swerve at the sight of them.

Partly because they're a great bother, and partly because... well... it makes him bitter. Seeing the two together is like a childhood memory coming to life just to mock him.

#thabk you....#alnst oc: innamorati #alnst oc: macbeth #alnst oc: jiu #alnst oc: kioku #asks

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sleepyhead0720 · 1 year

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Hi! Hope ur doing ok

first things first, I read ur rules, and does it mean u don't write for Mihawk or Law at all?

secondly, I'd like to request something angst for Sir crocodile x fem! reader, like his lover dies from a disease or they get separated by the Marines something like that, I'm a sucker for the heavy angst stuff yk🗿

my first time asking so I hope i did right, aaand feel free to ignore if ur not ok w it! Thanks!

Heya! I actually did this already and tried posting it but something went wrong and now I had to rewrite the whole thing:’)

And to answer your question I unfortunately don’t write for either, I don’t really know both of them much and bc of that I don’t know how to write em. Maybe in the future I’ll get to know them more and write for them!

Anyways I’m pretty bad at angst so I apologize if croco here’s a bit OC but aside from that hope you enjoy!:)

(Sorry if it’s bad I suck at angst)

Sir Crocodile x Sick!dying!reader

Crocodile would do anything for you. Heck if he could give you the world he would.

So when he discovered that your life was in the line by a deadly and unknown disease, he tried his best to find a cure.

At first though, he actually didn’t really pay attention to you being sick, he did take care of you but he didn’t really pay much attention to it and figured it would go away soon and you’d be back on your feet soon. But when he got proved wrong, he immediately took action and tried his best to find a cure.

He searched far and wide for one along with Daz but nothing seemed to work. Until he got told that someone else from far away supposedly had a cure he immediately took you with him on the journey

Daz knew how much his boss meant to you and you for him, so he tried his best to help him. He would be lying if he said that he didn’t grow attached to you.

You didn’t know what to do. You didn’t wanna die, not yet atleast. You wanted to help crocodile in every way you could. Si you happily and obediently went with him every where he went to try to find a cure.

You weren’t feeling good at all, it fel like you could pass out any second. But you tried your best to hold on, for him.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t enough to last long. Hallway through the journey, you fell asleep against crocodiles chest and never woke up.

When crocodile tried to shake you up, his eyes filled with worry once he felt your body losing warmth. He tried everything he knew to try to get you to wake up by some miracle. But even he knew it was too late.

For the next few days, he didn’t eat, didn’t sleep or do anything

He didn’t see the point to.

He didn’t really show it but he loved you with every bone in his body, if he could take every ounce of pain you had ever felt while being sick, he wouldn’t hesitate.

Unfortunately, it doesn’t work like that. Which is why he’s standing infront of your lifeless body with nothing but a broken heart.

You promised to be there when he got revenge on the straw hats. You promised you’d always be there. But yet you weren’t there, only him.

You tried to hang on, you really did, but it was useless.

Daz knew how hurt his boss was after your death. He himself shed a few tears but he knew they had to get back on their feet soon or else they’d end up like you, He knew you wouldn’t want that and the last thing he didn’t want to do was disappoint you. So he tried his best to get crocodile back up on his feet

Not only for themselves, but for you

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Hope you liked it!

If you’d like for me to make a marine version instead of a diseases lmk!

#one piece x you #one piece x y/n #one piece x reader #sir crocodile #one piece #crocodile one piece #sir crocodile one piece #sir crocodile x reader #crocodile x reader

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luffyvace · 7 months

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Ciel Phantomhive relationship hcs~

He looks so goood in the new artsyle! The animation studio did black butler justice!!

Update: did undertaker will Alois sooner or later 😉

Okay in these hcs your whatever gender you want but your an earl/noble ;}

also Lizzy is your friend and she introduced you to Ciel

okay now that that’s cleared

when Ciel first met you let’s be honest here he probably didn’t fall head over heels in love with you 🗿

cmon guys let’s be realistic

but he certainly did live up to the expectation of the phantomhive hospitality!

he was very thoughtful and caring of you as his guest~

and your comfort definitely took priority!

your were throughly impressed!

he held a small smile as he chatted with you and gave a mini tour

he admits to himself he finds you to be very beautiful/handsome

onwards to after the courtship! :)

when you first start dating it’ll be the phantomhive hospitality all over again

…times 100.

Sebastian might as well be your butler by the way he’s making your butler/maid look

LOL

your pillows are fluffed and your sheets and blankets are warm and clean each day

(thanks mey rin 💗🗣)

the food is always scrumdidiliumstious (scrumptious)

you play many, many games to keep you from being bored

any drink you want is in your grasp

whatever you want to do—as long as Ciel’s not busy—sounds wonderful to him! 😊

if you annoy him like how Lizzy does in the anime you’ll never hear of it

and I mean- don’t get me wrong he’s not perfect

especially not someone such as him, who has a lot of stress on him

so you might here a huff (that you weren’t supposed to hear)

but he’s sure to make it up to you quickly 💖

his love languages are acts of service and gift giving

half because those two things can be materialistic which ngl is kinda easier for him

particularly when it comes to showing love and affection

and half because he feels really good when he gifts you something you love

even if you don’t have a grand reaction he still feels satisfied

and acts of service is easy too!

he can simply tell Sebastian to do whatever it is you want!

even though you have your own butler/maid- 😃

AHAHHAHA

He most certainly won’t like pda

If you initate it he won’t shove you off obviously

he loves you!

and that’ll ruin his reputation!

but when your back at the manor he’ll gently break it to you that he’s not comfortable with it and it’s not that he doesn’t love you it’s just that!-

he also plays it very safe when it comes to what you do in the public eye

everyones looking for him to screw up

Even more so because he’s so young

to which he always make sure to use utmost care and delicacy when out and about with you

honestly I feel Ciel would like someone who’s a bit more patient or calm

at least don’t be bouncing off the walls 😞😭

he enjoys going on walks in his or your garden

I think he would be happy with traveling as well

somewhere relaxing and quiet

less bustling with chatter and carriages

It’d make a perfect anniversary gift for him *hint hint* 😉

even though I’m sure he’d have more than enough activities for you all planned

i know you two’ll work it out 💕

Ciel absolutely keeps you away. from Alois

he tells you who he is (some things) and all so you don’t get too curious

so please, don’t be curious.

that killed that cat! :P

Ciel would want you to try out Earl Gray but if you don’t like it he wouldn’t mind indulging in what you like 👍

Ciel doesn’t believe himself to be the best possible candidate for a partner out there

Even though he believes he needs to be. for you.

what you think?

when you hear the word ‘love’ he’s the first person that comes to mind ♥︎

:3 cute.

Yus undertaker next ♪( ´▽｀)

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kristenwell · 9 months

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Shall we dance? - Leo Valdez x Male!Apollo!Reader

(I love gay people, I wish they were real)

(Also this song was my inspiration so definetly check it out if you're into ethnopop)

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Leo was working on his latest project in Bunker 9 when he heard an unfamiliar song a familiar song. He got up from his seat and walked out, the music was coming from the deep woods. It was around 7 pm so he still had a few hours before curfew, he didn’t really expect someone else to be nearby at this time.

As he went deeper into the woods the outline of a certain person got clearer.

Imagine Leo’s surprise when he saw the son of Apollo in the middle, dancing and singing his heart out without a care in the world. Y/N spun around and his eyes landed on Leo’s figure. His face got hotter and he quickly turned the music off.

„Leo! When did you get here? I didn’t hear you.“ He admitted sheepishly.

„Clearly.“ Leo couldn’t help but chuckle. The usually calm and collected male was flustered and shy right infront of him, he couldn’t help but be amused.

„What are you doing here in the dark?“

Y/N rubbed the back of his neck, he didn’t want to admit it but it was evident that Leo has caught him in the act.

„I never have time to do this during the day, you know, with the training and stuff.“ He suddently regained his cool demeanor and flashed Leo a smile. „Your timing is perfect tho, I need a dance partner for waltz.“

Now it was Leo’s turn to get bashful, he wasn’t sure if he heard the boy infront him correctly.

„Haha, you’re real funny you know that?“ He avoided eye contact with the son of Apollo, the ground suddenly looked very interesting.

Y/N approached him with a devilish grin. He grabbed Leo’s chin and lifted him, making him look up at him. Leo stared at him in awe, his eyes sparking and the Moon reflecting on his hair made him look ethereal.

„Please? I really wanna practice, I haven’t danced with a partner forever.“ Y/N pleaded and obviously, Leo couldn’t say no to his puppy eyes even if his heart felt like it could jump out any second.

„Okay fine, just a fair warning: I can’t dance to save my life.“ The taller male let go of his chin and smiled in delight.

„Great!“ He started the song once again and got into position. Y/N placed his right hand on Leo’s hip and his left hand took a hold of Leo’s right. Leo on the other hand (haha funni 🗿) hesitantly put his left arm around the taller boy’s shoulder. This intimate position got him flustered.

Y/N on the contrary couldn’t seem happier even if deep down he was very nervous, he didn’t mean to be so forward but the words left his mouth sooner than he could stop them. If it isn’t the consequences of his own actions but holding the shorter male was more than a welcomed punishment.

„Now, just follow my lead.“ Once the chorus started, he slowly started to move in a 1-2-3 sequence. Leo managed to step on his foot a few times but Y/N just laughed it off. He couldn’t help humming along with the melody.

The son of Hepheastus didn’t think he would enjoy it this much. He was spun on the ground and then lifted in the air and spun again. The best part was undoubtedly when Y/N would bring him closer after every spin. If anyone were to see the two of them like this they would definetly consider it some romantic date.

As they finished dancing the son of Apollo noticed that Leo was uncharacteristically quiet, he thought better than to bring it up. He didn’t want to embarass him any more.

Y/N wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled at Leo wider.

„Thanks again, you’re not a terrible dancer.“ He chuckled.

Leo brushed his hand through his dark curls and smirked even tho his face was still flushed from both the physical activity and the proximity. „Well, you’re not the worst teacher.“

The h/c-ette stared at him with awe. He shook his head before he spilled his heart and headed towards the direction of the cabins.

„We should head back.“ Neither of them realized it but almost 2 hours passed, time truly does fly when you’re having fun.

„Wait!“ Leo blurted out before he could stop himself and now the taller boy was looking at him. „Can we do this again?“

Y/N’s eyes widened and his mouth was opened slightly, he quickly composed himself and sent a reassuring smile towards Leo’s direction.

„Of course, tommorrow same time?“

„Yeah, sure. Meet me at the Bunker 9.“ He wiped his sweaty hands on his pants, a habit when he gets nervous.

„It’s a date then, goodnight, Leo.“ Y/N waved and left the woods.

Leo stood there dumbfounded for like two minutes and then his words hit him.

„Date??“ He quickly pat his ears, the last thing he wanted was the set the woods on fire.

#heroes of olympus #pjo #hoo x reader #leo valdez x reader #mlm #leo valdez x you #Youtube

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base0h · 2 years

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Hi! Can I request headcanons for Zoro with an s/o who joined the strawhats as a blacksmith and takes care of his swords and how they become closer and fall in love?

Love your blog! 🖤

a/n - anon this is adorable 🥺 Zoro would totally be so happy whenever they take care of his swords :D

Warnings ⚠️ - g/n reader, I slapped Luffy in here :)

- Blacksmith? You were literally MADE to take care of Zoro’s swords

- he was a bit skeptical at first (his swords are his children)

- but after a little while, he let you clean them and te polish them whenever they looked a bit dingy

- he can’t help but just- stare at you whenever you’re handling his swords

- He just KNOWS that you won’t do anything to hurt them or break them

- the way you delicately handle them, wiping the blade off, and testing the sharpness with pieces of paper

- He can’t help but just fall in love with you even more 😭

- it gets a bit uncomfortable when he’s just staring straight at you when you’re just trying to clean his swords 💀

- “Um- Zoro- im not going to break your swords so don’t worry…”

- “I wasn’t staring- wh- no! Yeah you better not break them!”

- …?

- Yeah- flustered af

- poor guy doesn’t mean to stare- he doesn’t know how to crush on someone 😭

- To try and get closer to you, he asked if you could teach him how to properly clean his swords and polish them

- Of course you were happy to teach someone your ways!

- When you put your hands on his arms, guiding him through the process, oh my god poor Zoro is struggling to not turn bright red

- Everytime you touch him, speak with him, anything, his heart beats faster

- He still doesn’t understand it- but you’re just so perfect in his eyes

- this mosshead is adorable to you, always asking how to clean his swords himself, staring when you’re polishing them for him

- You appreciate how much trust and faith he has in you, you’re aware that his swords are literally his life

- and he’s clueless about directions so it’s always funny when he gets lost 😭

- you help keep this mosshead on his feet, and he loves that about you

- You pretty much took on the job of taking care of Zoro when you started to look after his swords

- And tbh it’s a pretty nice job :)

- You love him, and he loves you

- … his confession needed a ton of work but- it got the message across

- (it wasn’t his confession, Luffy told you himself)

- “Heyyy y/n! Zoro wanted me to tell you that he likes you! I mean- of course he does, you’re our friend!”

- … LUFFY YOU JUST FRIENDZONED- ok I’ll be quiet

- Zoro just- died

- He was like: … ok I’m gonna dig a hole and die in it

- You were honestly pretty surprised, and when you looked at the mosshead, his hair almost turned the same color as his face, bright red

- Zoro beat the shit out of Luffy later so dw

- You accepted his confession, and holy shit Zoro was so fucking happy

- Zoro on the outside - 🗿

- Inside -

- Luffy and everyone learned that day that he was asexual and didn’t know how tf to keep a secret

- literally look at his face when he lies

- bitch doesn’t know how to lie and it’s hilarious

- anyway- you and Zoro figured yourselves out

- And still- you make him so flustered without even doing anything

- Just smiling at him and he gets all happy inside, it’s an insulated and uncomfortable feeling for him

- Give the mosshead some time, training, sake, and swords have been his whole life for a while

- But now with you? His life just- he can’t even find words to describe how much he wants to stay alive, just to be with you forever <3

a/n - Zoro is actually a really sweet boi :) Luffy would totally accidentally friendzone someone 💀😭

#one piece #one piece x reader #one piece hcs #anime hcs #roronoa zoro #zoro x reader #zoro #zoro one piece #zoro x y/n #zoro fluff

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gabriel-xander · 3 days

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Don't Forget

[Sans x Female!Reader]

17: You Sick Bastard

A/N: My apologcheese. What was supposed to be a cute sick–comfort chapter, turned into me coming up with monster biology and magic and making Sans yapp about it like a fucking nerd 🗿 Also I made a doodle of my oc and Elliot (I cannot stress enough that my oc is NOT the canon appearance it's just a drawing) but the dress is canon from earlier chapters so wahoo You can see it at the END of the chapter!

A/N: Wing Dings translations will be included at the end of the chapter!

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“…ey…”

“hey…”

“Pst…! Hey…!”

You scrunch up your face and reluctantly open your eyes.

Your head is lying on someone’s lap, on your friend Elliot’s lap. His soft, brown hair looks soft to the touch like it always does, and his dark, almost black, brown eyes stare down at you with a smile. His dark tan skin looks almost flawless, which makes you mad low-key because how the hell does he look so good as a mentally ill University student?

Elliot raises a thick brow, “You okay? You kind of just fell over suddenly and passed out. Probably would’ve had a sore neck if I didn’t move you.”

You furrow your brows in confusion, “I… passed out? That doesn’t sound like me.”

“Yeah, well, you did.”

You sit up with a soft grunt, rubbing the back of your head. Ugh, what a migraine…! Your head is pounding with an ache that you can only describe as physically coming from your brain. That’s so uncomfortable.

“Hey, Elliot.”

“Yeah, [Y/n]?”

You lower your hand.

“What do you thi-”

You stare at your palm, frozen to the core, unable to move.

There’s…

There’s a hole in the center of your palm.

“[Y/n]?”

There’s a hole in the center of your palm.

“✋︎☠︎❄︎☜︎☼︎☜︎💧︎❄︎✋︎☠︎☝︎”

“✞︎☜︎☼︎✡︎ ✋︎☠︎❄︎☜︎☼︎☜︎💧︎❄︎✋︎☠︎☝︎”

You can hear the confusion in Elliot’s voice. “Uh… what the hell did you just say?

What?

You didn’t say that?

“💧︎⚐︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ 🕈︎☜︎☼︎☜︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ⚐︎☠︎☜︎ 🕈︎☟︎⚐︎ ☞︎☜︎☹︎☹︎ 👎︎⚐︎🕈︎☠︎”

“✋︎ ✌︎🏱︎⚐︎☹︎⚐︎☝︎✋︎☪︎☜︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ 🕈︎✋︎☹︎☹︎ 💧︎⚐︎⚐︎☠︎ 💣︎☜︎☜︎❄︎ 💣︎☜︎ 🕆︎☠︎👎︎☜︎☼︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎💧︎☜︎ 🕆︎☠︎☞︎⚐︎☼︎❄︎🕆︎☠︎✌︎❄︎☜︎ 👍︎✋︎☼︎👍︎🕆︎💣︎💧︎❄︎✌︎☠︎👍︎☜︎💧︎”

Elliot leans away from you, “[Y/n], you’re uh, you’re kind of scaring me…”

You look at Elliot with wide, blank eyes.

“✌︎☹︎☹︎ ❄︎☟︎✋︎☠︎☝︎💧︎ 👍︎⚐︎☠︎💧︎✋︎👎︎☜︎☼︎☜︎👎︎📪︎ ☟︎⚐︎🕈︎☜︎✞︎☜︎☼︎📪︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ ✌︎☼︎☜︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 🏱︎☜︎☼︎☞︎☜︎👍︎❄︎ ✌︎👍︎👍︎✋︎👎︎☜︎☠︎❄︎”

“☯︎✡︎📭︎☠︎☸︎📪︎ ✋︎ 💣︎🕆︎💧︎❄︎ 👌︎☜︎☝︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎📬︎ 💧︎❄︎✌︎✡︎ 👎︎☜︎❄︎☜︎☼︎💣︎✋︎☠︎☜︎👎︎”

…What?

You didn’t say that?

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You wake up in a cold sweat.

Your chest is rising and falling rapidly, and tears have fallen down the sides of your face.

What was that?

…

What was that?!

You sit up on the couch, rubbing your eyes. Your throat feels so fucking itchy, shit. You wouldn’t be surprised if you actually did come down with a cold.

You vaguely remember it, but as you allow yourself to calm down, more and more comes back to you. You dreamt that you were with Elliot somewhere, and had apparently fainted? But then…

You quickly look down at your hands, sighing in relief that there are no holes in the palm of your hands. You’re not a fucking idiot, whatever the hell was talking about in your dream had to be that fucker who speaks in Wing Dings: W.D. Gaster.

You wish you knew what he was saying, but it just sounded like gibberish to you. You can only assume it was W.D. Gaster because that gibberish noise sounded familiar to you when you would look up lore videos about the guy.

You run your hand through your hair, sighing heavily through your nose and furrowing your brows.

What does he want with you? There’s no way it’s a coincidence that you dreamed about him when your dreams, for the whole time you’ve been here, have been pretty normal. And by normal, you mean hella confusing and unhinged. BUT IN A WAY THAT’S NORMAL FOR DREAMS!!

You look up to the second floor in the direction of Sans’ room. You wish you could talk to him about it, but…

You’re still scared of Sans, in all honesty.

He’s been really nice to you so far, but there’s this underlying tension between you two as if you’re waiting for the other to fuck up at any moment. And anyway, how would you bring it up? What reason do you have to bring it up with Sans of all people? Why would you even assume he would know anything about W.D. Gaster? More specifically, how would you explain all that to Sans if he were to ask? But you’re smarter than that, you’re smarter than to believe NOT telling him anything is the better plan. You’ll have to tell him eventually, but you need to think about how first.

You move the covers off your body, sitting up so your feet touch the carpeted floor. After leaving Grillby’s last night (you paid for the food despite Sans’ instance that it could be added to his tab), you took your damn shower at long last. By the time you got out though, nearly all the lights were off save for the one in the kitchen. Sans was presumably in his own room now. There were a few pillows and a thick, fluffy blanket neatly on the couch waiting for you.

It was really nice of him.

What isn’t nice is the sore throat you have alongside all the sore muscles you’re rocking. You know sleeping on the most comfy couch ever didn’t give you these sore muscles. It’s pretty warm in the house right now, so you don’t feel the need to put on sweatpants over your pajama shorts. You normally sleep with only a t-shirt and underwear, but maybe it’s because you’re living with dudes now that you’re adding shorts too.

This is so inconvenient to your life.

Your phone is on the small table with the Quantum Physics joke book, so you’re forced to get out of bed (the couch counts as a bed now, right?) to check the time on it. You cringe when you turn on the screen: seven in the goddamn morning. Toriel really did manage to train your psyche to wake up early. You look through your suitcase to get your black slippers, putting them on before walking to the kitchen.

Looking in the refrigerator disappoints you just as much as it did yesterday. You can’t even make them breakfast since their punk asses don’t have groceries. You guess you can clean for now then until Papyrus wakes up.

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Never mind, you’re in fucking shambles.

Not only is your sore throat getting worse, but it’s getting hotter too. To top it all fucking off, they don’t fuckING HAVE CLEANING SUPPLIES!! YOU CAN’T LIVE LIKE THIS!!!

You’re pacing angrily in the living room, thinking how fast can you be to run to the store on your own to buy a few things. Your gold is VERY limited until you can get a job, only 100 to spend with 30 of it spent last night on your food. You think food is going to be your priority, then cleaning supplies.

With a nod, you go back to your suitcase and start stifling through it again. There’s a decent-sized space between the couch and the small table against the wall, so that’s where you’re leaving your crap at. You wish you could buy a basket for any dirty clothes you have, but you’ll just have to fold and pile them next to your case.

You pull your notebook out with a smile, happy that the pen is still sticking to the side of it. You go back to the kitchen and look around their cupboards and pantries. They have cups, plates, bowls, and silverware, so you don’t have to worry about that at least. You’re going to assume that they’ve been drinking tap water since Toriel had told you before that it’s safe and also contains magic. For food though…

Your budget is only 70 gold, so you need to make it count. You need milk and cereal for sure. Hm, things to make sandwiches in case you don’t have a lot to make a whole meal…

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You have a small list of groceries and more symptoms by the time Papyrus wakes up from his beauty sleep. It’s nearly nine am, and he’s still wearing his battle body but has a cute, orange nightcap on his skull. When he comes downstairs and sees you awake on the neat couch, he lights up.

“[Y/N], I SEE THAT YOU ARE AWAKE ALREADY!”

You clear your throat and smile, “Good morning, Papyrus.”

He winces and looks at you like you have diseases, “OH. WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOUR VOICE?”

“Ha-ha, I’m pretty sure I got sick yesterday since I’ve never been exposed to the snow before,” You wave a dismissive hand, “It’s not a big deal, I think it’s just the fl-”

“-YOU… YOU’RE SICK?!”

You blink, “Yeah, but I-”

“-OH, DEAR. OH, GOSH. JU-JUST STAY RIGHT THERE!”

“Papyrus, what-”

The tall, lanky boy runs back upstairs with an energy this early in the morning that amazes you. He runs to Sans’ door, and you expect that it won’t open since it’s always locked in the game. To your surprise though, it opens up for the younger brother.

“SANS,” Papyrus rushes to his bed and violently shakes him by the shoulders, “YOU NEED TO WAKE UP NOW!”

Sans, for once, wakes up quickly. He looks around frantically in the room until his eyes land on Papyrus (even though he is right in his face). His younger brother has never been this scared before, and Sans can’t help but blame you immediately for it.

“w-what?! papyrus, what is-”

“THE HU–[Y/N] IS SICK!!”

That gets Sans out of bed, “she’s what?!”

“HURRY, GET UP!!”

“i’m up, i’m up!”

Sans is in the same shit he’s always wearing minus the slippers, hoodie, and mittens. Actually, his shirt is different too as he's no longer wearing a turtleneck and just a regular white t-shirt. He can’t find it in him to care though because you’re sick. He frantically gets out of bed, going after Papyrus who is running out of his room already.

How the hell can you be sick?! Is the monster food you’ve been eating nonstop since arriving? Does it have a toxic side effect on humans if they consume it too much for too long? Or is it your specific biology and immune system that’s fighting back against it? Oh God, Toriel is going to kill him and follow through with her threat!

Sans stops at the top of the staircase, his ribs rising and falling with anxiety. You look between him and Papyrus, confusion and panic on your face.

“Okay, what the fuck is going on? You guys are seriously starting to scare the shit out of me!” You look at Sans even though Papyrus is right up in your business, “I’m-I’m just sick, that’s it!”

Oh, God. You don’t know! How the hell is Sans supposed to ruin your world and life just like that?!

He need not fear, however, since Papyrus takes it upon himself to be the harbinger of bad news.

“[Y/N], I FEAR THAT YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND THE SEVERITY OF YOUR CONDITION.” Papyrus kneels in front of you, tears in his fucking eyes?!?! “BUT I DO NOT WANT YOU TO WORRY. I DO NOT WANT YOU TO BE AFRAID. BECAUSE SANS AND I WILL BE HERE WITH YOU THE WHOLE TIME.”

…

You look at Papyrus with bewilderment, “Papyrus.”

“Y-YES?”

“…Respectfully… What the fuck are you talking about?” You raise your eyebrow, unable to help the exasperated expression, “It’s the Flu, that’s it. Humans get it all the time, and 70% of the time, it’s not severe and I’ll be just fine in, like, two weeks at MOST. Worst comes to worst, I get pneumonia, but I don’t think it’s gonna be that bad.”

“…WHAT.”

“Wait, is getting sick really that different for monsters?”

Judging from their expressions and how scared they were for you-

“Oh, my God. Babes, I am so sorry,” You reach your arms out to the tall boy and he hugs you immediately, “Aw, Papyrus, I’m so sorry! No, no, no! Human sickness is so different from monsters, I’m going to be just fine!”

“YOU-YOU’RE NOT GOING TO FALL DOWN?” He asks in a wobbly voice, breaking your heart.

Is that how they refer to it? It sounds vaguely familiar.

“No, lovely. I’m not going to fall down. I’m gonna have a runny nose, a cough, some sore muscles, and a fever for the next week or so, but that’s all.” You then look up and lock eyes with Sans, noting how he also calmed down. “I’m sorry to scare you guys, I swear I’m going to be okay. Who knows, maybe monster food can actually help me get better!”

Sans sighs heavily but silently, leaning against the wall for mental support. Ah shit, you feel so bad now. You should’ve just lied and kept your flu to yourself-

“Wait!” You abruptly pull away from Papyrus with wide eyes, “Get away, I-I don’t know if this is contagious to monsters, but it’s contagious to humans!”

And just like that, Papyrus fucking jumps away from you. He makes a strange ninja pose with his hands, looking at you like you definitely have diseases. He looks so much better now that the misunderstanding is cleared.

“I AM HAPPY THAT YOU WILL BE OKAY, BUT… I AM GOING TO SHOWER NOW! I DO NOT WANT TO RISK CATCHING YOUR HUMAN SICKNESS!”

“Good idea, Papyrus.”

With a relieved smile, the monster hurries up the stairs. He beams at his poor brother who basically woke up for no reason.

“YOU HEAR THAT, BROTHER? [Y/N] IS GOING TO BE JUST FINE!”

Sans gives him a thumbs up but smushes himself against the wall when the other passes him. He doesn’t wanna get any human sicknesses either. Papyrus goes into his room to presumably, get a new change of clothes. It’d be smart for him to change and wash his battle body now too just in case. In the meantime, Sans walks downstairs keeping his hands balled up to hide his hands as much as he can.

You sniff a little grossly and smile weakly, “I’m really sorry for the nine am scare. I-I didn’t think Papyrus would react like that.”

“it’s nine in the morning? gross. but it’s better to be safe than sorry.”

“Tell me about it.” You look away and gnaw at your bottom lip, “Hey, Sans. What does “fall do-”

“let’s–wait until paps is in the shower.”

“Oh, o-okay.”

Your notebook is still on the couch with you; you open it up and flip to a new page. You title it:

Humans vs Monsters:

WITNESS THE SICKNESS

You’re so funny, wow.

Sans walks to the kitchen as you begin writing down in your book.

So, monsters don’t get sick the same as humans. In fact, being sick is extremely fatal and severe for them. Even Papyrus was genuinely scared for you about it. It’s safe to assume that being sick means it’s almost, if not 100%, guaranteed that you’ll die. Or in Papyrus’ terms: “fall down.”

Is “fall down” just a nicer way of saying it? Similar to how humans will use “passed away?”

Toriel told you that monsters don’t necessarily get sick, though. Could it be because the way you described sickness to her doesn’t match the kind of monsters?

“what’re you writing there?”

You look up at Sans’ close voice. He’s holding two glasses of cups: one he’s drinking now, and the other stretched out to you. You take it with a smile and a thanks, letting the book lie open on your lap.

You tell him truthfully, “Just some notes I’ve been keeping about monsters. I figured that I should write it down if I plan to live in the Underground for a while. It’s also just interesting to learn about the differences in the biology of monsters versus humans. For example, did you know that humans born as females have a menstrual cycle for about forty to fifty years of their lives?”

“However,” You hold up your finger, making Sans wait so you can drink some water. Ah, much better, “Since monsters don’t bleed and, obviously, don’t have the same internal anatomy, they don’t ever have to experience it?”

…A menstrual cycle? Why does that sound familiar?

This is a fun topic, though. You said once that you couldn’t be a doctor anymore now that you’re here, but he thought you were just talking out of your ass. You’re book-smart then? That’s… cool if he’s honest.

“and what makes you think monsters don’t have the same internal anatomy as humans?” He asks, curious.

You look back confused, “I mean… do they not? You don’t have any organs, do you?”

“no, but you remember the others from grillby’s? well, grillbz doesn’t have any organs. but doggo, red bird, drunk bun; those guys have something like a skeleton and organs. they have a heart beating in their chest. they’re prime examples of monsters with a complex biology.”

You widen your eyes, “You’re kidding, no way! Blood doesn’t circulate them though, right? So what’s pumping through their veins?”

Look, this is actually surprisingly fun to talk about with you, but Sans is a little uncomfortable that he’s telling all this to a human. Yeah, it’s genuine curiosity and wonder in your eyes, but you’re a human. A knowledgeable one at that. There’s no telling what you could do with this information. For his own reassurance, he has to know what exactly is in your book.

“what do ya think? pure love and magic.”

“Wait, so what about you, Papyrus and Grillby, then? You guys don’t have organs or a beating heart, but you’re alive.” You put your now empty glass on the floor by the couch. You’ll put it away later.

Shit, but it is nice to have someone to talk to about this stuff. Health and biology aren’t exactly Sans’ strong suit or his area of expertise, but that doesn’t mean he’s ignorant. Hah, if you were knowledgeable about monsters, maybe you could be a doctor for them.

“can’t really speak for grillby, but i’m a bone-afide skeleton who runs solely on magic. unlike someone like doggo, i don’t got lungs to breathe, but i can still do this.” Sans, to prove his point, takes a deep breath through his nose, and out. “it’s not that i’m breathing in ‘n out, but i’m taking in air through magic, and releasing excess magic that i don’t need.”

You’re nodding your head as he talks, looking at him as if he were the most interesting thing in the world. It makes him a little flustered, but he plays it off by telling you more. Not because he likes having your eyes on him so intensely, it’s just… uh, fun telling you all this stuff.

Both you and Sans were so engrossed with each other, that you didn’t notice or hear Payrus finally making it to the shower.

“let’s say i lose my head one day and decide to go for a run. think of the way your heart starts pumping more and more, and you get more and more heated. i don’t gotta breathe for oxygen, but it’s a way of uh… of ventilating excess heat my magic is building up. the more my magic works itself up, the hotter my breath gets, too.”

“Dude, that’s fucking cool as shit,” You grin widely, “Now let’s talk about how you intake food and liquid-”

“-ah, ah, ah. aren’t you forgettin’ somethin’?”

You sulk your shoulders, “Oh, right. “Falling down.”

…No, he was actually referring to the menstrual cycle you mentioned earlier. But yeah, he supposes that, too. He’ll learn what the hell Napstablook was yapping about that one day… eventually…

“well, as you can prolly guess by now, monsters aren’t all that experienced with illnesses since it rarely happens. but when a monster is sick, or they’re ‘bout to die of old age, they lie down, immobile. no matter what, they can’t get back up. so we eventually started calling this state, “fallen down” or “fell down” or whatever. a monster who has fallen down will soon die and turn to dust.”

“Oh, God.” You scrunch up your nose, “But, other humans have fallen into the Underground before, right? Did they… Were they really killed so fast that…”

Were their lives taken so early, at such a young age, that not a single human had been able to live long enough for monsters to learn about basic human sickness?

Remembering it again now, that minus Chara, six human children have been killed. One of their gloves is in your possession because you’ve been planning to find the other glove and keep hold of it as a small remembrance. But…

You clutch your stomach subconsciously.

You have a dead child’s glove in your possession.

Sans is able to read your expression and guess where your sentence is going. He grimaces and looks away.

“Sorry, I-I don’t really want to talk about this anymore,” You croak softly, “I made a list of things I wanted to get, but I shouldn’t go out in this condition. If it’s okay with you and Papyrus, can you buy it for me? I’ll provide the gold for it, too.”

“uh, yeah. yeah, i can do that.”

“Thanks,” You put the back of your hand against your cheek, “Gross human fact number sixty-nine: one of the best ways to get rid of a fever is to sweat it out. So, I’m gonna wrap myself up, and sweat this shit-fever out.”

“what about the other sixty-eight facts?”

“…Did… the sixty-nine go over your head?”

“you keep telling me these jokes that only make sense to other humans.”

“Ugh, you’re bumming me out. Leave me to perish.”

“too soon,” Sans scrunches his nose, miraculously. It seems his bone is more malleable than you first thought.

You just wave him off, reciting the meme word for word, “You just can’t handle the uber instincts of my uber autism.”

“what?”

“Observe.”

You lay back down and pull your folded cover over your body again, wrestling with the blanket before wrapping it around yourself. You turn your back on the skeleton monster man.

“Snorrrk mimimimi. Snoooorkkkk mimimimimi.”

“????”

Maybe it’s a human sickness thing.

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Translations from the Wing Dings (in order):

INTERESTING.

VERY INTERESTING.

SO YOU WERE THE ONE WHO FELL DOWN.

I APOLOGIZE THAT YOU WILL SOON MEET ME UNDER THESE UNFORTUNATE CIRCUMSTANCES.

ALL THINGS CONSIDERED, HOWEVER, YOU ARE THE PERFECT ACCIDENT.

[Y/N], I MUST BEG OF YOU. STAY DETERMINED.

And here is the doodle I mentioned in the Author's Note :)

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