#if you’re dating them

[ceruleancattail]

erm, sorry in advance if I break any rules or if I requested when not allowed to or- uh yeah sorry if I fuck up

what if using the tweels as a living way of transport, like hanging of their shoulders with arms wrapping their neck, piggyback, legs around their head as they rest on the shoulders type of beat

(why the tweels..uh..cuz tall hehe)

Aww this was so cute! Don’t worry, you didn’t break any rules hehe. I hope you like this! Thank you for letting me write your request🫶

Carrying their s/o

Floyd x reader, Jade x reader

Do you really have a choice with Floyd?

He’s only too happy to accept your advances, wherever and whenever. Floyd bursts into rambunctious laughter whenever he feels your hands around his torso, your weight press onto him. Your warmth wrapping around his skin like the morning sun’s gentle rays.

Floyd tends to throw you up on his shoulders, jolting you around quite a bit. It makes you yelp, clinging on harder. Pulling yourself closer to him, close enough for you to feel every beat of his heart, every bob of his adam’s apple.

Clutching onto your legs, he’s dashing all around Night Raven College, head throw back. All impish grins and boyish laughter, a bundle of joy. Floyd loves making sharp corners, or stopping with a sharp jerk, laughing at your panic. He’ll glance upwards with a crooked grin, a smug smirk dancing across his lips, eyes alight with mischief.

“Scared, Shrimpy?”

Maybe he’ll even have a little nibble or two, teeth sinking into your thighs. Rows of razor sharp teeth grazing over your skin playfully. A nip has you squealing in surprise, hands fumbling around his upper torso for stability.

Floyd doesn’t mind it too much, Y’know? Put your hands wherever you like, shrimpy.

After all, it’s pleasant having you cling all over him for once.

Jade’s surprised, but he takes it in stride.

Whenever you fly at him, Jade’s arms are snaking around your torso. Lifting you upwards gently, cradling you towards his chest. You could feel his chest tremble, an amused chuckle echoing through his throat.

He rocks you around, sometimes weakening his grip on purpose. It’s fun to watch your eyes widen in fear, to feel your arms rush towards his shoulders, squeezing as tight as they can.

Once you’re all snugly hanging on to him (for your life), Jade tends to coo at you. Lowering his face, poking his nose against yours. Maybe even nibble both of your cheeks, the sharpness of his teeth making you shudder.

Jade will tease you for your frightened little yelps and squirms, laughing away in that deep, rich voice of his. You’re just like a little fish, lost in the sea, wandering into the open jaws of a predator.

You’re lucky it’s his arms that were open, not his mouth. Although Jade won’t lie, taking a bite out of you seems fun. Just kidding, pearl. Don’t get all mad now.

Well, Moray eels were known for never letting their prey go, even in death. Perhaps the same determination could apply to love, no? The ghost of a smirk flickering across his lips, Jade shoots you a playful smile.

Devotion… it’s in his nature. So don’t worry your little head, alright?

He’ll never let go of you, love.

[steddielations]

Eddie finally lets Jeff talk him into going on this blind date. It's not like he's against dating, he just doesn't expect fireworks from an hour of small talk over an overpriced dinner, y'know? Jeff swore by this guy, though, assuring Eddie that they would hit it off, but Eddie will never know because the guy doesn't show.

That's right, he gets stood up, Jeff texts him a string of apologies saying the guy chickened out. So Eddie’s just sitting there alone, trying not to sulk when the waitress asks if he's still waiting to order. Fuck it, he refuses to be the most miserable person in the restaurant, looking around to find someone equally as pathetic, and lo and behold:

Three tables away, there's a guy getting dumped.

Eddie eavesdrops because he has nothing better to do. It’s a pretty standard breakup. Sounds like they haven't been together long and things fizzled out. Neither of them seem to be invested enough to try and salvage it.

"Aren't you gonna say anything, Steve?"

No, Steve isn't. He just sits there while his former boyfriend leaves, doesn't try to stop him at all. Not in a hardened douchebag way, but in a dejected 'why do I even bother' way that Eddie knows all about.

And well, Eddie might be a cynic but his curiosity isn't dead. This Steve is far too pretty to be getting dumped in a seafood place and Eddie has to know what the deal is. It leads him right over to Steve's table. He looks up at Eddie, not quite dead behind the eyes yet, but maybe a little lonely. Just needs a spark.

"Alright well, something tells me that a stranger bugging you won't be the worst thing to happen to you tonight, so I'm just gonna take this empty seat and maybe we can help each other figure out why we're both alone on a Friday night. What do you say?"

Steve blinks, a little taken back at first, then he matches the nonchalance that Eddie's so good at faking with a smirk and a shrug, "Depends. Do you have all night?"

Turns out, Jeff was right about one thing, Eddie does hit it off with someone and it doesn't take all night. They leave the restaurant together, spend hours just walking the town and even breaking into a park after hours. It's the most fun Eddie's had in a while, and even though he doesn't get a goodnight kiss just yet, he gets a second date, which is even better.

He walks home with a skip in his step and a fire in his belly that he hasn't felt in years. He never thought he'd be so glad to get stood up before.

[houseswife]

you know how amber and house did shared custody of wilson & in order to avoid the polycule implications (because that’d be weird, obviously) they decided to refer to themselves as mommy and daddy. great work. that’s definitely WAY less freaky. hit the showers gang

[steampunkedemon]

idk but saying tyler being a manipulative serial killer means he can’t be with wednesday is genuinely so funny to me like baby this is the addams family we’re talking about. being a manipulative serial killer should put him at the top of the viable choices for wednesday list.

[kingkatsuki]

Bakugou blows so hot and cold you never truly know whether he’s actually in to you or not.

[theotherbuckley]

Imagining Buck coming out to the firefam maybe like chimney or someone

Buck: uh I’m dating someone

Firefam: what’s their name

Buck: his name is Tommy

Chim: Tommy’s gay??

Buck:

Buck: what-what about me?

Chim: … are you supposed to be coming out right now?

Buck: …yes

Chim: oh man I didn’t realise it was a secret

Buck: what

[rainbowpufflez]

Giovanni homophobia arc™️

[stagefoureddiediaz]

Tim’s done a great job of introducing Marisol says Ryan - yes he saw how bad her acting was and gave her as little screen time as possible while still having her there 🤭🤭🤭

[jjkyaoi]

btw bartylus to me are crazily codependent and obnoxious best friends like james and sirius. but like. u js don’t know notice it cause they’re a lot more begrudging about it but i swear to you. listen to me

barty is constantly around regulus. if you’re looking for regulus u better be prepared to find barty. or find him a couple steps behind. regulus only feels comfortable in a room full of people he doesn’t know if barty’s there too. barty threw away everything to follow regulus once he got the dark mark. barty lost his fucking MIND when regulus died. regulus is allowed to make fun of barty whenever and however he pleases but if anyone else he doesn’t know does it he gets incredibly insanely annoyed. barty would have burned the world down if regulus asked. regulus would let him. they’re probably dating but also nobody knows what the fuck is going on in their relationship ever. the first time they got high they made out. barty, if asked who he would fuck marry or kill, would choose to fuck regulus. regulus would choose to fuck barty. they had a “if the two of us don’t get with anyone we should get together” promise that went on for years. they

[trash-can-sam]

Neither of them actually hate each other anymore they’re just dramatic.

[a4lesbian]

It’s like i want to be the most important person in your life but I don’t want to kiss your lips or have sex with you

[milimeters-morales]

i will be totally honest with y’all i can’t see Hobie (ATSV) in a romantic relationship ever. like, i can’t see him seeing anybody ever as “the one” or even having multiple partners or anything. I can barely see him having friends outside of the ones he already has. I can somewhat see the “are we dating or are we not dating” thing being something he gets involved in, but not really. i think a lot of people either don’t know or just forget that he’s probably homeless and that his world is shit rn and that stuff he needs isn’t easy to come by 😭😭 and a lot of homeless people just don’t have time/energy for shit like romantic relationships and the stuff he’s doing canonically because they’re so focused on trying to survive. That’s why when I make posts about him casually flirting or whatever it’s never serious, it never goes anywhere, because honestly! Between music shows, trying to find your next meal, fighting the power, trying to find a shelter for the night, helping other homeless people and others in need as both a civilian and Spider-Man, dealing with dimensional threats, trying to find a place to get clean, i just don’t think Hobie has time to even consider it. Sure, maybe there are facilities in the HQ to make it easier, but after that stunt, i think he’d avoid using them as much as possible. do you see what i mean??

[project-sekai-facts]

Even with the new unit costumes coming out, do you think the og ones will stay relevant? Most of my cosplays are the old unit outfits and I was hoping to do more of them too- I really hope they don't fall out of style or anything I spend too long on these 😭

I mean the game might not really use them that much anymore but they’ll still be iconic in and out of the fandom so if you’re cosplaying it will be fine!

[drunkengodsofslaughter]

okay i absolutely hate the thinking that some people (ronancers) have of ‘why are you not shipping this w|w ship because of steve who is a man why are you depending a man’s feelings on a w|w ship’ maybe it’s because regardless of your gender or your sexuality screwing over and betraying a friend is exactly that! it has NOTHING to do with sexuality or gender! SCREWING OVER A FRIEND IS SCREWING OVER A FRIEND REGARDLESS OF WHAT YOU IDENTIFY AS!!

[floatmeintothesun]

Stood Up

Summary: You’ve been ghosted and the pretty barista decides to take things into his own hands when he sees your sad state (Diluc x reader)

Tags: mild angst, fluff, gender neutral reader

tw: none

an: I wrote this out of pure spite since this happened to me and I’m salty

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Maybe you should stop getting your hopes up, you think to yourself numbly, watching the warm drink in front of you slowly go cold. You check your text messages, praying that he’s just late and he hasn’t ghosted you.

There’s nothing. At all.

You curl your hands mechanically around the small cup, taking a sip of your beverage silently. It’s delicious, but the fact that you were stood up makes it seem bitter. It’s been at least 2 hours, and he’s still not here. You don’t even know why you put your hopes on this guy.

It’s almost closing time and you glance dejectedly at the already cold drink on the table across from yourself, wondering why you even spent the time to get dressed up and everything. You have half a mind to just run your hands through your hair and mess it all up, but you don’t want to ruin your hard work.

The quaint little coffee shop you're sitting in is devoid of customers and you find a small level of comfort in the fact that there isn’t anyone to see you in this miserable state. 

Well…there’s the barista, but you barely take notice of him when he slides into the seat in front of you, too absorbed in staring blankly at your phone. He’s probably just going to tell you that the shop’s closing anyways.

“Hey. What’s…up with you?” A slightly awkward but ultimately kind-sounding voice makes you raise your head upward. The barista you had seen earlier is now seated across from you, his arms folded loosely across his chest and his ruby-red eyes glimmering faintly in the light. You blink when he raises an eyebrow, clearly expecting a response.

(You can’t help but analyze his appearance; Now that he doesn’t have an apron on, you can see how the black long sleeve he has accentuates the hard ridges of his muscular body, and you wonder where he’s managed to build up that physique. His hair is tied in a loose but secure ponytail, framing his unfairly handsome face…)

“O-oh, I thought…” You trail off for a second, realizing that the shop is empty, and he literally could not have been talking to anyone else. “...Nevermind. Can I…help you?” You ask tentatively and he examines you carefully.

“Why are you here?” Ouch, you think faintly, feeling a small pang of hurt. Even the barista doesn’t want you here anymore, you’ve long overstayed your welcome. 

He blinks, registering how offensive that sounded, and runs a hand down his face, sighing. “No…Wait, I said that wrong…I mean, are you okay?”

You stare at him, making him squirm internally, although he stays cool and calm on the outside. He only relaxes when you choke out a small laugh.

“Hah…I don’t think so…” You chuckle, your tone turning somewhat bitter at the end. He hums.

“You can tell me if you’d like. I don’t mind.” He says, his eyes fixed on yours intently. You wonder if it’d be fine to say anything, before your gaze lands on the cup of ice-cold espresso, sitting on the opposite side of you. The sight of it makes angry resentment well up in your chest, almost swamping the dark festering hurt in your chest.

Might as well, right?

“Well…I got stood up.” You laugh mirthlessly to yourself, staring into the beverage clenched tightly between your hands. The barista--Diluc, you notice the badge on his chest--only nods, his eyes donning a sympathetic look. “I don’t know why I thought that he’d actually be here”

You sigh quietly, and Diluc huffs, showing clear disapproval.

“We were talking for a week or so…and we got the date set up and all he had to do is meet me here.” You sigh heavily. “He seemed like a pretty cool guy, and I genuinely wanted to know him better. Heh, I even got all dressed up and shit.” You gesture to yourself, smiling vaguely at your own idiocy.

Diluc’s eyes narrow and his lips twist into a disgusted expression.

“He doesn’t deserve you anyway.” The barista huffs, leaning back in his chair. You chuckle a little and he relaxes a bit.

“You don’t even know him.” You say lightly and he shrugs.

“I know you enough to see that whoever stood you up is a complete fool.” He says confidently, not a single drop of doubt in his voice. You blink, when his eyes rake your form. “Don’t focus on that idiot. Spend a night on yourself--you deserve at least something for putting all that effort into looking good.” 

You smile at him, your eyes curving into crescents, feeling your cheeks burn because Oh gosh, this handsome guy just indirectly complimented you. 

You chuckle weakly, trying to will away your blush, although you think that the barista has already seen it, judging by his pleased expression.

“You’re right. I should go and enjoy myself instead of feeling sorry and sulky.” You agree, feeling your spirits lift and Diluc nods. “He doesn’t deserve to be on my mind.” 

“Trash like him is better in the dump.” He sniffs, putting his hands on the table and folding them together. You laugh, a genuine one at that, and his lips curve up in a smile. He reaches over and pats your hand comfortingly, and you try not to think about how big his hands are in comparison to yours.

“...And you do look amazing, by the way.” He comments, somewhat shyly. “If that guy was even here, you’d be too good for him.” He coughs lightly into his fist, his cheeks lighting up with a lovely faint hue of pink. You swallow thickly, trying to stop your heart from beating too hard.

“Ah…thank you.” You say, certain that your face is the same shade as his brilliantly colored hair. Both of you share tentative smiles, and you make no move to take your hand away from his. 

The two of you fall into a comfortable silence, and you sigh, leaning back in your chair quietly. He watches your facial features for a second, his brow furrowing slightly, thinking deeply. You glance at your phone quickly, finding it to be past closing time.

“Oh--I think I stayed too long, I’m sorry.” You say in surprise, seeing as your conversation with DIluc only seemed to last a couple of minutes. It’s way past when this little shop is supposed to be open. 

He only shrugs unworriedly.

“I own this place, it’s fine.” He says offhandedly and you stare at him.

“You do?”

“Mhm. It’s alright if you want to stay longer--I don’t mind.” He says cooly, and you might have believed his unbothered exterior if it weren't for the faint blush adorning his ears. 

“I think I’d like that.” You say, grinning warmly at him. “Thanks for making me feel better.” He smiles back, and you can’t help but think that it makes his whole face glow with beauty.

(If only you knew he thought the exact same of you.)

“Anytime. Oh…I never got your name, did I?”

--

Your phone has a new contact in it when you leave, hours later. Maybe getting stood up wasn’t all bad, since you’ve got yourself another date coming up soon as a result.

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

ARIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I HAVE A VERY IMPORTANT QUESTION FOR YOU. HOW DID ARISUGU MEET?🎤🎤🎤🎤🎤🎤 i am now steadily dragging everybody into this selfship playground hehehehhee ilysm<33 - @teddybeartoji

MICKEY!!!!!!!!……. welcome :3 take a seat :33 have some tea :333 🍵🍪 i’ve been Thinking abt this ask. intently. i got Way too into it btw

i think!! arisugu met in high school!! that makes most sense to me :> i transferred into his class and got attached to him …. pretty quickly probably. LMAO. i can see suguru being the one who gets assigned to show me around bc satoru Cannot be trusted w new students and shoko is a delinquent in the making…. so sugu is probably the one i meet first :3 and then i subtly imprint on him. like a duckling. a little ari following him around bc he has a soft silky voice. and he gets a bit of a soft spot eventually (me and the bad bitch i pulled by being socially incompetent <33)

WITH THAT BEING SAID…….. i see arisugu as The slowburn ever. neither of us are the love at first sight type, so i think it’d take a year or two for us to actually Fall in Love…. a year of getting to know each other on a deeper and more vulnerable level (ON THAT NOTE. late-night talks under starry skies are extremely arisugu coded)… so the feelings are very deep but. even though they’re mutual i don’t think we’d get together until a couple years have passed 😭😭 sugu would get tired of the ”chase” eventually and confess in our last year of hs maybe…. but i am Not Ready to accept his feelings. or my own. and i tell him that.

and so … he waits :’3 (WILLINGLY MIGHT I ADD i just think he’s the type of guy to say ”i’ll wait for you.” and Mean it yk….) until i eventually make the final push in like. our early twenties maybe…. which would mean about five total years of pining?? ish??? i just see it as a very tender, very very slow romance!! kinda like wading into deep water when you’re afraid of it. but by the time we get together we already know and trust each other so deeply that the change isn’t really too abrupt….. though he insists on taking everything at our own pace anyway. sniffle. i adore him (ALSO needless to say i’m not following canon here 🤨🤨 i firmly believe sugu wouldn’t have defected if he had a baby duckling following him around ok)

anyway. that’s how i picture it!! :3 i have Thoughts abt the overall dynamic but i think suguru is just… so patient. and so devoted. and i’m very loyal and also Very Shy. yepyep.

now . 😇 you didn’t ask for this but just as a comparison (<- this is a lie i just spent 2 much time thinking abt this)…. arigojo. i fear it’s a coworkers to lovers kinda deal. i’m Very Much picturing blindfolded gojo specifically and bc of his…. ways (crippling fear of intimacy + opening up) this is also another slowburn. and it ends with something a little less straightforward than arisugu bc i do Not think gojo asks me out…. it’s more of a gradual change yk?? bc labels are scary. but one day i don’t let him eat my portion of kikufuku and he goes ”how could you treat your boyfriend like this ;((” and i’m like . oh ok. so that’s what you are. we’re both losers sadly

ANYWAYYY THAT’S ALL i hope you didn’t run out of tea….. have some more just in case 🍵 as you can tell i had too much fun thinking of the Lore + all three of us are emotionally constipated (suguru too he’s just the most functional) but i hope reading it was enjoyable for youuu <33333 i love them. unfortunately.