#is anybody gonna give that girl a hug or am i gonna have to do it myself? <- already has a sketch of his spidersona hugging gwen

[princekirijo]

Watching Spiderverse again and god Gwen's whole character arc fucks me UP someone give that girl a hug PLEASE

[colourstreakgryffin]

asks are open!😘 How would L lawliet react with a shy I mean very shy girlfriend shes short about 5'2. And recently joined the task force to help her boyfriend

💕L💕

Omllll yeeessss! Another Death Note request! Let’s go, I like L too and I was waiting for him! Let’s do it!

Lawliet L

L was very against you trying to join the Task Force. This is definitely the most dangerous case in human history and you’re the last person he wants to risk to try solve it. He doesn’t care to risk his own life, but not yours

When L loves something or someone, it’s permanent and it’s strong, he was very against Watari joining, but he knows he needs Watari and the older man is not as included. L is a stubborn man and he won’t fold to your persistence

How did you manage to get onto the Task Force? L had no choice but to let you join, Light already seen you and his hands were tied by the members thinking a new Detective has joined. He couldn’t fly you out since it’d draw far too much suspicion. For the first time ever, the world’s best detective was stunned as he had to agree on terms he didn’t make

L supposes he doesn’t really mind having you around, it’s bad but not as bad. You’re intelligent, your skilled and you know how to handle yourself. Though, he isn’t a fan of you being apart of the Kira case for obvious reasons

Repeat it, L loves short girls so his significant other being shorter than him is like his actual dream. They are cuddle-sized and easy to keep track off. Even with how hunched he is, L is still packing quite the height and he towers you so suspect him to rest his chin on your head

“Aaah~ my favourite pillow has arrived. I am aware that I’m using your head as a headrest, you’re a suitable ‘small bean’ for the task. Why yes, I do remember what people your height are called and I’m called a ‘beanstalk’”

L is not a teaser about height, he’s a helper. You’re struggling to reach something high, he’ll get it for you. He will analyse the situation and suggest using a step next-time but at the end of the situation, he’ll help in anyway he can

L is a introvert so he understands your overall timidity. If you don’t want to be around the others, he will set up a private room for you that none of the members can access, including him if wanted. He has the money and power to do whatever the fuck he wants, and he is the spoiling type of boyfriend

Yes, I mean that L would send you money if you need it, he will rush around the headquarters to find your favourite blanket, he’s out the door the moment you mention a milkshake you’re carving. He will do stuff for you since you do so much for him, by merely being apart of his life and changing from him a glorified machine to a real human

The way you shyly approach him and Light to hand over the documentation files Watari gave to you whilst he was baking, is just so cute. Internal L is laying on the floor joyous at how adorable you behave, whilst external is politely thanking you

L isn’t built with any muscles(besides dem legs for real) but he isn’t above being protective over you, because he is. Light scared you with that one time he impersonated Kira to a horrifyingly good degree, L is gonna calmly argue with him then get into a fight

“Light. Could you please silence your strangely accurate impersonation of Kira. You’re frightening Dokusha— Hm? What reason do I have to ask of such a request? Well. She’s my partner in business and in life, she is important. Don’t do anything like that again”

L is slowly growing accustom to affection, please give him a break if he doesn’t respond or give it back. He does like it, he just isn’t trained nor knowledgeable enough in couple things. He puts research on those topics into his list so he can do better for you

Though, nobody else can do these things with L. Hold his hand, brush his hair, hug him. Nothing like that is allowed for anybody besides you and well to a degree, Watari but that’s different. You are always allowed in his private research room, most of the time, he wants you there besides him as he works

A cute weird thing L lets you do is latch onto his back. He does have a BAD back from the ten+ years of hunching but he loves feeling you clung onto him like a Koala. You are too shy to do it around the members but that won’t stop L from throwing you onto his back himself. He misses it

L keeps track of everything you like, do and more. He basically has a encyclopaedia of you and can recall every little detail. To him, knowing you like the process of scrubbing through hours worth of camera footage, is important as it shows how devoted he is to you

So tell him everything. He won’t forget any piece of info and he’ll write it down later as a needed backup, like he does for everything else non-Dokusha related. There’s two parts of his mind; Detective and Dokusha. He likes the Dokusha section a lot more

L is very loyal. Do you think he has anybody else waiting? Most women call him a freak for his looks and/or behaviour. You’re his one and only, he can’t throw you away, he just wants you sat besides him all the time. Where he can turn around and know you’re still with him

L shares his sweets with you more, as compared to somebody like Light, and you know he’ll get Watari to deliver whatever you want, whilst the other members get only what L requests for them. You are treated specially and he could care less that it makes him seem favouritistic, he is

L has a habit of mimicking you, kinda like a child. He follows you since your word is a lot more trustworthy. When you eat vegetables and meats with a smiley reaction, he is eating it too whilst waiting for your praise (Watari would struggle here, and he is a bit frustrated that his son listens to his gf, not his father

“Good morning— hm? I seem frustrated. Well… I am. Why is that? Don’t pretend like you don’t know the answer to that question, Dokusha. Yes, yes. I understand you fully. You don’t want me to die but this is my profession, and you shouldn’t be apart of this case. It’s too dangerous, you know how intense my feelings for you are”

[zombyjuice]

NOBODY BETTER THAN YOU! - eunseok.🍨🦷🐆🍦 t(>.<t)

In which your boyfriend you recently just got back together with is coming over for the first time since.

bf!eunseok x fem loser!reader

toxic relationship, fluff, angst, smut! suggestions to the reader having depression (NOT ROMANIZING.) suggested cheating. etc..

so many things inspired/helped me make this so I’m just gonna . @melobin and @anquelic on insta and my playlist below took inspo from there too <33 lol!

“Eunseoks here…” one of your roommates sneered from the other side of the door you could almost feel the face they gave eachother. You hop up and rush to open your door with a wide smile on your face “Hey baby” your boyfriend, walking towards you, a hand in one pocket and a bag of Burger King in the other an extremely attractive smile on his face “hii” you practically melted pulling him into your room and hugging him tight.

“Please don’t fuck yet! Give it a week!”

“shut the fuck up!”

He chuckled kissing your forehead and pinching your sides, you loved it when he did that, made you feel so safe you could practically feel your heart melt watching his movements as he placed the bag on your table.

That feeling goes away in an instant as you watch him sigh as he moves some of your clutter to the side. This made your heart flutter with sadness and your brain go a bit fuzzy.

He understands you more than anybody really, he’s patient and he does seem to care for you, he understood all those months before you guys were ever official you’d disappear trying to decide if he’s the one and if you should give him the chance.

He understood the nights where you’d just sit in silence not wanting to be touched or talked to, and he understood the nights you guys would be talking like normal only for you to start crying out of nowhere, or the nights you’d scream and push him losing your temper only to end up in his arms letting him watch you crumble under him. “It’s okay baby, it’s okay I've got you, doing so well for daddy” “‘m not mad at you, okay pretty, it's okay”. He understood the nights when you were finally your silly self after spending a weekend alone.

He understood all your quirks and interests. Once he dragged you to one of his sets because he remembered someone working on it had a dog who understood multiple languages, remembering your rather odd fascination with it how. can they do that? And watching as you said sit to the dog in Spanish, French, and Japanese, complete shock and happiness painted on your face as you laughed and laughed, adoration painted on his.

So how is it that you caught him multiple times all over the girl, the same girl he had a pass with, rumor has it they were “casually” sleeping together before you ever entered the picture you know it was deeper than that. To him “it wasn’t that big of a deal and he was just being nice.” You had to constantly shift your morals just so you could be happy with him, he knew you hated it, he knew the disgust you felt with yourself every time you’d go back with him. But you loved him so it's alright.

You knew the irritation and anger that bubbled up inside of him when you'd ask “Are you unhappy in our relationship?” or “Am I annoying you? I'm sorry” but he loves you so he's got to deal with it, right?

And no matter how many times you believed he cheated he was stable, nothing in your life is stable but him. So maybe that’s why you feel you always go back to him. And only him. Because, to you, there's nobody better than him.

He turned to you already able to read your face “It's alright, today's our lazy Sunday isn't it? We'll clean a bit tomorrow but for now, cmere let's lie down”

The smile that was once on your face came back and you gladly took his hand as he led you to your bed and cozy. Watching some of your favorite horror movies and munching on Burger King you between his legs a hands squishing your thighs and head dropping down to your neck every now and then to suck a hickey at your favorite spots your hands would grab at his knees as you whimper and giggle. “quit it, they’re finally escaping”. He'd quietly pout and slightly rut his hips up against you visibly hard.

{2:49 am}

Your eyes meet your boyfriends and grab at his hand that's hitching up your inner thigh, yours visibly smaller “Should we play some-” he smashed his lips against yours, your first actual kiss of the night “fuck I know we said we wouldn't do anything, but shit you look so good, sound so good, need to fuck my babies in you, make you mine forever” he grabbed at your neck and slid it down to your arm, manhandling you under him.

You could only submit to him, knowing this would have happened by the end of the “night”.

“Can’t believe I spent so many Sundays without you, felt so wrong, I’ve missed you so much” he'd moan against your lips grabbing at your thighs and aggressively pushing them up as he grinds against you, whimpers slipping out of you “missed you so much more” you’d whisper mind going elsewhere remembering exactly why you spent so many night away from each other’s grasp.

“Let me fuck away all that nonsense,only have you think about this cock” as if he could read your mind “please”.

And just like that he’d do exactly what he said.

[zerokurokawa]

Hi i hope you’re doing well💖 i love your work!

May i request a one shot of kakucho where he’s inlove with his bestfriend who’s a bubbly but shy type of girl (like a mitsuri kanroji type) but he thinks he doesn’t deserve to be her man but izana makes up a plan to make him jealous so he could finally confess. Like he sets ran and reader up on a date since ran always flirts with her hihi…

You can ignore this if you’re too busy or don’t want to🫶🏼

have a nice day!

I Love You | Kakucho x Reader

Ran had always had his way with girls, especially with his good looks and charismatic attitude while Kakucho was awkward and afraid of rejection. Little did y/n know, Kakucho had always had feelings for her, his best friend and often got jealous when Ran would flirt with her. 

Y/n was especially sweet to everybody. She was outgoing and bubbly; she always knew how to make everybody's day light up with just her smile. 

"Kakuchooooo," You ran up to him, giving him a big hug, "Where have you been? I've missed you!" 

"Busy with Tenjiku stuff, are you doing okay y/n?" He asked, trying his best to keep his calm. You made his heart skip beats and he always had a soft spot for you. Izana overlooked the interaction as you two began to walk and talk through the warehouse of the Tenjiku hide out. After you had gotten done talking to Kakucho, you ran off, trying to go find a secluded spot to sit for the meeting. 

Izana walks over to Kakucho and decides to ask him why he hasn't confessed his feelings for you yet. 

"Because, look at her, I mean, she's so beautiful and look at me? I just, can't." Kakucho exclaims, holding his arms out to gesture at his bulky stature and scar on his face. 

"If you're insinuating that she thinks you're scary, you're mistaken." Izana said, while heading to the top of the cargo box where the leaders stood during the meetings. 

Kakucho would often invite you to meetings just to spend some extra time with you. He liked to keep an eye on you, especially with things heating up with Toman. He didn't want to risk anything happening to you, so he made it a point to keep you close. 

As the meeting began, Izana couldn't help but to devise a plan of how he was going to get Kakucho to finally confess his feelings towards you. It was then, that in his little devious head, he came up with the most profound plan. He was going to get the flirty Ran Haitani to ask you on a date. 

After the meeting, Izana went up to Ran and went over the plan with him. 

"You're going to ask y/n out, right in front of Kakucho." Izana would say. 

"What if she says no?" Ran asked, twirling his hair with his baton before continuing, "Wait, who am I to say she's gonna say no?" He smirked. 

______________________________________________________________

After the meeting was over, you made your way outside, not talking to anybody and waiting for Kakucho to drive you home. You heard footsteps coming your way from behind and jumped. Ran had snuck up behind you and immediately started flirting all the while Izana was wrapping some things up with Kakucho inside. 

"Hey there pretty." Ran said while smirking. 

"Hi..." You replied, shyly as he stepped closer, towering over you. 

"I was wondering-" He was cut off by Izana and Kakucho walking over to you both, but then he continued with his antics. 

"I was wondering what a pretty girl like you would do without a date to the festival?" Ran asked, putting away his baton. 

"I, uhm, I don't know... why?" You asked, smiling.  

"Thought maybe you'd like to go with me?" He smirked, reaching for your hand, "I can even take you home tonight too." 

"I don't know, uhm..." You looked over at Kakucho who had a pissed off expression on his face. This was unlike him, especially when it came to you. 

"She already has a ride home, Ran." Kakucho spoke up, nearly choking on his words as the jealously made its' way through his veins. 

"Well, I'll see you at the festival then. I'll pick you up at six?" Ran turned to you and asked. 

"Uhm, sure?" You replied, not wanting to be rude but also not knowing how to react to this encounter. 

Kakucho took you by your hand and practically dragged you over to his bike. You both hopped on and soon enough, arrived at your apartment complex where he walked you to the door. 

Kakucho stood there silently as you gathered your keys to unlock the apartment. You invited him in and he took the offer. He had been silent for quite some time now and you finally mustered up the courage to ask him what was wrong. 

"I don't feel comfortable with you going out with Ran." He finally says, eating the ramen you had made him. 

"Why? I really want to go to the festival... and I don't want to go alone." You said, leaning over the counter. 

"Because, I have a confession to make to you." He finally sat up, finishing his bowl of ramen. 

"What is it?" 

"I uh, I love you," He stammered out, "Like, I feel something when it comes to you..." He couldn't quite find the right words to say in this moment but you gathered all of the information you needed before walking over to him. 

He stood up, towering over you as you asked, "Then why didn't you ask me to the festival?"

"Because, I was afraid of being rejected and ruining our friendship." He said, worriedness in his tone. 

You leaned in closer to him before whispering, "You wouldn't be ruining anything. I love you too."   

Yours and Kakucho's faces were inches apart when he leaned in. You could feel his breath against yours as he tried to keep his breathing steady when suddenly, he closes the gap between you two. Kissing passionately for what seems like eternity, you finally break away. 

"So, you're not going to the festival with Ran?" He asked, looking straight at you with a cute, worried expression on his face. 

"No, dummy," You slap his shoulder playfully, "I would hope that I'd be going with you, every year now." 

He let out the biggest smile possible and wrapped his arms around you. He won the girl, but not just any girl, his girl. 

(A/N: thank you for requesting! I hope you like it :) also, thank you for the compliment!! it inspires me to keep writing!!)

[bridgetotheskyyy]

Show Off - Utahime

Kinktober Masterlist

Warnings: 18+, mirror sex, reader's a bit of a bimbo, utahime is more dominant, lingerie

A/n: Day 12: Lingerie! I'm fighting for my fucking life guys trying to catch up to kinktober

Word count: 2.0k

Read on Ao3

Utahime lifted her gaze up at the miniature store sign above the changing room doors. Stockings!!! And in a cotton-candy neon pink stinging her eyes the longer she held her glare. She sighed.

This was the last place she wanted to be on her off day: Huddled up in the stuffy changing room area of a swanky clothing store, the humidity sticking clothes to her skin. 

But you had insisted (and when had she ever been able to say no to you?), Shoko and Mei Mei voting on the trip as well. It had been unanimous. Utahime had felt particularly betrayed by Shoko. Traitor.

Utahime switched her glare to her phone, the blue-light glare aiding the imminent headache creeping to life. Another sigh.

Of course, there was another reason she didn’t want to be here. Seeing you in tight lingerie was not going to be good for her.

Shoko knew that.

Girls a decade younger giggled as they passed by with their chosen garments packed in designer paper bags. Utahime’s head thudded into the wall.

“How much longer are you guys gonna be?” she whined, fanning herself.

“It won’t be long!” You assured.

“Just a few minutes longer.” Mei Mei’s dulcet tones flitted through the changing room door. 

Utahime snorted to herself. “We all know you’re not going to buy anything.”

Mei peeked out the door, eyes perennially sparkling with ill-intent. “Who said anything about buying?”

Utahime rolled her eyes as  You and Shoko cackled offscreen.

“I found something I like.” That was Shoko. “Having a little trouble with the strap, though —“

Utahime struggled to imagine Shoko being sexy for anybody. But, she supposed, a woman could be sexy for herself. She couldn’t help but ask. “You’re trying on lingerie? What’s the occasion?”

“Why does there have to be an occasion, Uta? Maybe she just wants to look snatched.” Mei Mei echoed her unspoken sentiments.

“In fact, now that we’re on the subject,” Shoko began, “I am seeing a little man on the side.”

You gasped, followed by a harsh zipper sound. “Shoko! You never said!” You sighed wistfully. “Everybody’s got a boo these days.”

Shoko poked her head out this time, smirked at Utahime.

Utahime glared as Shoko giggled and retreated into the changing room.

“Done!” You said.

Anxiety married anticipation in Utahime, whirled her stomach as changing room locks came undone.

Shoko was first, fully dressed again in sweater and jeans — and of course never without a cigarette. “It’s just a bra and I’m buying it,” she said when Utahime gave her a crooked look. “They should let me wear it out if I show them the tag.”

Mei Mei was next, twirling in her new ebony-black corset. “Oh, my paypigs are gonna love this,” she said with a giggle.

Shoko laughed as Mei Mei felt the lacy fabric. Your door opened unceremoniously, jumpscaring the three of them.

Utahime stared wide-eyed and speechless as you presented yourself as though on the runway; it was a matching lacy bra and panties. The cups hugged your breasts in delicious black silk, and lace tickled up your sweet thighs from the stockings. You giggled as Shoko and Mei Mei cooed their approval.

Utahime’s mouth ran dry.

“Do you like it?” You asked her, turning to flash your ass. “Does it look like it fits?”

Utahime swallowed nothing. She composed herself when she felt Shoko smirking, adjusting her baseball cap to conceal a blush she knew was there. 

“It’s — it’s nice,” she told you. “And very pretty on you.”

Your blush tore at Utahime’s heart. “Awww, thanks, Uta!” 

“Let’s check out.” Mei Mei walked from the changing room, the clothes she had arrived with presumably in her bag. “That is, if you ladies are happy with everything?”

“You’re going like that?” Utahime deadpanned. 

“Why, of course!” Mei Mei said, giving another twirl. “Maybe I’ll pick another pig or two on the way home?” 

Mei Mei sashayed out of the changing rooms. 

“Oh, I’m not,” You said, still blushing. You retreated into the changing room and closed the door. “Gotta get this home in one piece, after all! I would have to rip it!”

Shoko sauntered toward Utahime and gave her a wink.

“Take your time,” she murmured before following Mei Mei.

Utahime gave her third sigh of the afternoon and reached down for her bag. 

“Ah!”

Utahime lifted her gaze to your door. “Are you all right?”

“Yeah, it’s just — ah, this hook, it’s so stubborn.” Your elbow must have knocked against one of the walls; there was a thump, then another. “Ah, I can’t get it. Uta, d’you think you could come in and help me?”

Utahime’s handbag fell from her hands. “Uh … Y— Yes, sorry, uh, just a second!”

Utahime’s hand quivered over the door; it wasn’t locked. She walked in on trembling legs.

Your back was turned to her, facing the full-body mirror, gaze lowered as you focused on the strap buckle. You groaned after another failed attempt to unhook it.

“You know what, maybe I won’t buy it,” You quipped with a nervous laugh. You glanced in the mirror at Utahime, almost for approval. That was funny, right?

Utahime laughed as she approached, wiping sweaty hands on her jeans. “It’d be a shame; it looks really pretty on you.”

You met Utahime’s gaze in the mirror. She cleared her throat. Slowly, you turned to her. A few seconds of silence as you smiled up at her.

“What’s the point of sexy lingerie if you can’t get out of it?” You said — purred.

Utahime blinked. Had she — had she heard you correctly?

You stepped toward her. “Help me get out of this, Uta?” You batted imploring eyelashes. “Please?”

Utahime’s lips parted as you came forward to plant yours against her jaw. Utahime flinched, froze, her heart drumming in her ears as you kissed down the outline of her jaw to her neck. 

“(Y/n) —!”

She had let you back her into the wall opposite the mirror. Utahime tried to grasp you to stop you — it was a bad idea; everywhere she touched was naked skin or skin housed in lace. You were soft to the touch everywhere.

“Mmm … Yes?”

“What are you doing?” Panic sprang in Utahime’s voice. 

“Mmm …” You raised your head to meet her eye. “Kissing you, silly. What do you think?”

“No,” Utahime moaned. She fixed her hands to your hips as you continued smooching her neck. “Stop. You’re — you’re drunk.”

You faced her again, a soft glare there. “I’m not drunk.” Your hand snaked down her thigh, coming to caress her clothed sex. “I’ve never been more sober, or conscious, of what I’m doing.”

Utahime shivered. She bit her lip as you massaged her cunt through her jeans. Your breasts crushed against hers as you kissed her full on the mouth. Utahime parted her lips in shock, inadvertently inviting your tongue to rub against hers. You bucked against her as you explored her mouth. The friction — 

Utahime felt a damn break; she flipped, flattened you against the wall. She broke the kiss, looked down at you.

“Fine then,” she said. “If this is what you want …!”

Her hand slipped past your silk panties, not yet paid for, and played with your moist slit.

“A—ahah …!” You threw your head back as Utahime slipped fingers into the slit of your cunt. “N — No fair, I think you — hah — should get out of your clothes, too …”

Utahime swept two fingers against your clit, relished your startled moan. She nestled toward your ear. “You’re in no place to make demands.” She yanked your panties down and continued her work on you, fiddling with your clit as you gasped. “Dragging me to this place to watch you prance around like a little slut. You know this set is too small for you, and yet you still …”

She scissored her fingers and squeezed them between your clit, jerking it off as she kissed at the shell of your ear.

“Aah! Ha— aha!” 

“Pipe down,” Utahime ordered, fondling one of your tits. “You want the whole store to hear you?”

Her hand, so occupied with your tit, wandered behind you and, with only one hand unhooked your bra. It fell away to your waist before Utahime threw it to the floor. 

You stared, half-naked and breathless, face brushed with red. “How … can I make it up to you?”

Utahime licked her lips — until she realized she could lick you and brought her fingers from your cunt to suck on. She paused in thought before glancing to the mirror. 

“Take those off.” She motioned toward the panties. “Then sit by the mirror.”

You did as instructed, leaving the stockings on. You strolled to the mirror and sat. 

“Spread your legs,” Utahime said. 

You did so. Utahime knelt by your, steadied on her knees. She brought one hand to cup and play with your neglected breast while the other snaked down the plane of your stomach to your cunt. 

“Look at yourself.” She spread your lips, the slick pooled like a honeypot for you to witness. “So you wanted this? To let me see your slutty clothes?”

You whined as Utahime flicked at your lobe, circled your clit with her fingers.

“Y—Yes!”

“You’re worse than Mei Mei.” Utahime slapped your cunt and you flinched from the sting. “Face the mirror. When I take you home tonight, you’re going to undress me and get me off.”

Utahime sunk her fingers into your slick entrance. She pinched and toyed with your nipple as you squirmed in her care. As ordered, your eyes remained fixed to the mirror. 

“You’re going to eat me out and suck on my clit.” Utahime paused as you cried out; she’d found the rough skin of your g-spot while her thumb flicked at your clit. “That’s how you’re going to make it up to me, understand?”

You arched in her hold as she teased you with a potential orgasm. You nodded frantically. “Yes, yes! Oh, god, I want that so much!”

Utahime kissed and sucked at your neck, adding a third finger at last to your torment. You sucked her fingers in with fervor. She thumbed harder at your clit, her other hand forcing one of your tits up to suck at its nipple.

You trembled as her tongue swirled around your bud, the pace of her fingers impossible to keep up with.

“I’m gonna — aha —!”

Utahime withdrew her fingers.

You gasped. “No! No!”

She caressed your face, slick with your wetness, and forced you to look at her from over your shoulder. 

“I’ve loved you for so long,” she said. “I want you to look at me when you cum, all right?”

You nodded, eyes dreamy. You trembled with anticipation as she snaked her hand back down to your needy cunt and submerged her fingers in again.

You captured Utahime’s lips, kissing and licking her tongue as her fingers worked your insides and clit. 

A string of saliva bridged your lips and hers as you parted, eyes widening with the coming climax.

“Cum for me,” Utahime urged. “Mhm, c’mon, you can do it, cum, cum —“

Utahime cupped your mouth in time to stifle your scream. You clenched around her fingers, but she kept massaging that perfect spot inside you. You fell backward, into bliss and into her as she rode you through your orgasm. 

Utahime watched you fall apart in the mirror. She couldn’t have dreamed of a prettier sight. “That’s a good girl, finally doing what you’re told.”

You came down from your high. You stared up at her dreamily. Utahime withdrew her fingers again, licking away your orgasm from her pruney fingers. 

“Did you know I had feelings for you?” Utahime asked as you came down.

Your eyes glittered. “No — I hoped you did! Oh no!” You looked to your drenched stockings, then to the bra and panties strewn over. “I didn’t pay for those!”

“Don’t worry.” Utahime said. “I’ll buy them for you. I want to see you in them again.”

[bbanghiitomi]

| little miss tragic girl

synopsis: hanni consults an open forum to ask for help in dealing with anxiety and meets the love of her life.

— nonidol!phanni × nonidol!fem!reader

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open forum.com: panic attacks/anxiety

spam_honeybunch04 • 2hrs ago

hi guys, i've been dealing with panic attacks and anxiety for quite a long time and it's getting worse recently. i haven't been able to tell anybody about it, i'm scared they won't believe me. is there any tips you guys can suggest for when i have anxiety and panic attacks?

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thegreateinstein • 1hr ago

hey miss, if ur seeing this, i suggest you don't keep those all to yourself. bottling up those problems and refusing to reach out is not good. i'm worried. but i have a suggestion that works always for my nephew. you can do the 3 3 3 rule + breathing.

try to focus on breathing first, then count if you can. look around you then identify 3 objects, 3 sounds that you can hear and then move 3 body parts. i can guarantee it works, i always use that when my 10 yrs old nephew gets panic attacks.

spam_honeybunch04 replied.

thanks for the advice, and i understand it's bad if i keep it to myself but i am still trying to find the right moment to reach out.

thegreateinstein replied.

don't worry, everything's gonna be alright. i promise, if you need help you can always reach out to me. hugs! (⁠つ⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)⁠つ

spam_honeybunch04 replied.

thank you so much (⁠っ⁠˘̩⁠╭⁠╮⁠˘̩⁠)⁠っ!!

hanni walks inside their classroom, with her bag on her shoulder. hanni's feet felt lightweight, she calculates every step she takes in order to calm herself. today is another one of those days. classes are extreme, from 2pm to 8pm with two hours vacant. hanni needed to take deep breaths while walking to her seat, she tried to brush all of it away but just taking deep breaths isn't enough.

hanni's shoulder felt heavy, it's like she's carrying the burden of the world on her shoulders — too much for her small figure to manage. when she took a seat, hanni tried her best not to slump her shoulders and let out a deep sigh.

she haven't been able to get enough sleep, with college beating her down and then her panic attacks inside her dorm. it's so hard, but lately — after her inquiry on the open forum website, she's been able to manage her panic attacks better than before.

all thanks to user thegreateinstein.

hanni felt relieved she had met someone like them in a forum full of assholes. honestly, she didn't think she'd get a decent answer but luckily someone smart was able to give her a good response. hanni kept thinking about thegreateinstein, their sheer intelligence, proven by their witty and helpful answers on the site.

hanni had been lucky to encounter such a human.

"hey, y/n! let's visit the internet cafe later, i'm gonna show you the new legendary skin i got." hanni heard a voice from somewhere, the call of your name and the familiar topic of video games — she's gotten used to your conversations with your friend about the rpg game that's currently the most popular thing in today's generation. as her seatmate, hanni had taught herself not to mind you and your friend's business.

you walked past hanni, then sat next to her, your eyes fixed on the person across the long table.

"already? wasn't the skin released like a few days ago?" you asked, pushing your specs up your nose bridge. hanni looks at you, then to your friend — then back to her laptop she placed on the shared table.

"i know! i checked the stats and it's o-p!" jayoon, your friend enthusiastically claimed. you laughed. hanni liked that, fighting the urge to smile. "oh really? you know it's gonna get nerfed right? that's what they always do, release o-p skins then nerf them on the next update."

hanni has not had much of a recollection of when she started liking you, she doesn't remember much but one day, you looked at her and smiled, then her world started revolving around you.

jayoon grimaced and pushed your shoulder as she propped her upper body on the wooden surface. "dude, just check it out! maybe help me build my main later, i'll send you coins."

after classes, you sat next to jayoon inside the internet cafe, your eyes reading the line of sentences on the screen. jayoon is busy playing on her pc. opening the game once again, you clicked your character icon and took a screenshot of it — exited the game to the open forum site and started typing away.

open forum.com: video game (rpg)

thegreateinstein • 30mins ago

does anyone here play RAN online?

[insert picture]

i have 1,000 worth of gemstones here. i play f2p on this account and was wondering if i could put these gems to good use.

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kimmingki_04 • 3mins ago

broooo that's some good stuff there, you can use those gems to purchase level ups for your character! u sure you're f2p?

thegreateinstein replied.

yeah dude, i am. i got two accounts, one f2p and one for whaling. btw thanks, i'll use these to purchase level ups.

kittykangfroggy • 10mins ago

that's insane for f2p, you only have few skins too and your build is insane Ó⁠╭⁠╮⁠Ò

thegreateinstein replied.

yah, i barely touched my coins there and i got more free coins from friends.

you pulled your glasses away and rubbed your eyes. "hey, look y/n! this artifact i got is crazy." jayoon tapped your back. pushing the swivel gaming chair, you scoot closer to jayoon. you wore your glasses back and looked at her screen. "keep that, that's for crit rate." you pointed at the screen as you spoke, jayoon gave you a thumbs up and rolled back to your pc.

you got an email on your account and opened it to a message from spam_honeybunch04.

spam_honeybunch04:

hey, thanks for your advice.

it helped me.

you smiled, feeling the red painting your cheeks.

thegreateinstein:

that's great, glad it helped you.

you can always ask if you need help, some people will surely reach out to you.

spam_honeybunch04:

(⁠っ⁠.⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)⁠っ

i wish i can help you with your questions too

(⁠;⁠ŏ⁠﹏⁠ŏ⁠)

thegreateinstein:

ey, it's fine.

it's just about a nerdy game.

you want to ask more questions?

go on.

spam_honeybunch04:

what do you do when you're sad?

you paused, darting your eyes everywhere, tapping your fingers on the surface below the keyboard.

what do i do when i'm sad?

i don't really know.

thegreateinstein:

anything,

i have no specific answers really

but i play guitar, listen to music and read books

why?

are you sad?

spam_honeybunch04:

yes, most of the time.

i'm lonely here in my dorm,

and i get stressed about college

thegreateinstein:

that's valid,

i think we all get stressed in college

pressure and stuff

i get lonely too sometimes

spam_honeybunch04:

do you like someone?

you do like someone.

thegreateinstein:

yeah, i do

i like this girl in my block

she's cute and nice

but she's quiet most of the time

spam_honeybunch04:

i do too,

same block too.

she's smart and funny.

i get nervous around her and stuff

thegreateinstein:

anxiety?

spam_honeybunch04:

yeah,

i don't think she knows

i can't find the courage to ask her out

thegreateinstein:

don't worry, i feel the same

i don't think she likes me

you know?

she's so pretty, lots of boys like her too

but i want to ask her out

spam _honeybunch04:

you won't lose anything if you try.

you watched as hanni entered inside the room, she's dressed so nice today, everyday. you like her black, long, and silky hair, this time it's tied into two pigtails, decorated with butterfly clips of different colors.

you looked down to the table, eyes darting at the scattered notes on your desk.

hanni sits beside you, placing her bag on the table. her attention immediately diverted to a guy standing by the door of the classroom. "hey hanni, i think that guy wants to ask you out." a blockmate pointed out, hanni smiled at them and stood up to approach the guy.

you watched as they converse, smiles plastered on their faces.

open forum.com: dating/relationships

thegreateinstein • 3hrs ago

how should i ask a girl out? simply telling them sounds lame, i want it to be more sincere. any ideas?

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morethanmodani • 2hrs ago

oh naurrr! there's nothing wrong about just asking them out, face to face is the best way. as long as you're sincere with your feelings and you really want that girl then go for it!

thegreateinstein replied.

a lot of guys are asking her out too, how do i stand out from them?

morethanmodani repied.

do the things they don't do! check the patterns of those boys and do better! see more…

kimmingki_04 • 56mins ago

use sweet words bro, ask her out in an intimate place where it's only the two of you!

you received a message from spam_honeybunch04.

spam_honeybunch04:

i saw your post.

you're asking her out now?

thegreateinstein:

yeah, idk how.

there's an upcoming party for the year end. i want to ask her out that same night.

spam_honeybunch04:

oh right,

it's the year end season,

we also have a party.

why not by the end of the party?

thegreateinstein:

i thought of that too.

how about you?

spam_honeybunch04:

still not ready, lol.

thegreateinstein:

that's alright, hope you find the courage.

what should i tell her?

spam_honeybunch04:

idk, your feelings i guess.

how much you like her,

what she means to you.

then ask if her heart's available for love.

you stood in the middle of a crowd, there were a lot of students surrounding you inside the gymnasium court of your school, the stench of alcohol, body odor, and cologne wafted around you.

disgusting.

it made you sick, but your eyes are set on the shorter girl walking amongst the crowd. hanni wore a hoodie, zipped open but not wide, she wore a tank top inside, shorts, below the knees socks and nike dunk low. her hair is styled, flowing gently on her shoulders.

you followed her as she made her way inside the restroom, pushing through unfamiliar faces of students you don't care about. your head hangs low, your specs are tainted, moist by the sweat from the heat.

you needed air, and so did hanni.

when you got inside, all the stalls were open except for one, you can hear sobs and sniffles echoing. hanni's crying and carefully made your way to her stall.

open forum.com: panic attacks/anxiety

thegreateinstein • 20mins ago

hey guys, how do i comfort a girl crying inside a restroom stall in the middle of a party? i think she's having a hard time.

open forum.com: panic attacks/anxiety

spam_honeybunch04 • 25mins ago

i'm currently in the middle of a party, can't go home yet… having a panic attack. how do i deal with this?

sadly, you weren't able to see her post, neither did she with yours.

you approached the door and knocked. "miss? hanni? are you there?" you hear her sniffles, you can feel her breathing being unsteady, the way she sobbed hard. "hey, hanni. please answer." you leaned on the door. hanni had her hand clutching her chest, nails digging the cloth under her palm.

"y-yeah…" she answered. you pushed yourself off of the door, and looked up. "do you mind if you open the door? do you need help? i'm here." you told her, the music outside is muffled by the tiled walls, yet it rang inside hanni's head.

you can tell she's hesitant.

"i'm the only one here." you assured her. hanni felt her heart tightened, she couldn't breathe. reaching for the lock with her shaking hands, she pushed the door open and her eyes met yours, you can see the tear stains on her face. you frowned and let the girl reach for your frame, arms wrapping themselves to your torso.

you placed your hands on the top of her head and her back, gently rubbing her back as you rocked her — the same method you do to your nephew. "shh…" you whispered, pulling her close. you feel her bury her head on your shoulders, sobbing. "hey, what happened?" you asked.

"i — don't know, i just don't want to be here anymore."

you nodded. "hey, hey, hey hanni… breathe through your nose, gently, as slow as possible. deep. breaths." you whispered, as close as you can to her ears. you can feel her breathing, after a few minutes it becomes steady. "count to 10 okay?"

hanni nodded.

"1…"

"2…"

"3… 4…"

you started counting with her.

"5…" a gentle pat on her back.

"6… 7…"

hanni sobs.

"8… 9…"

"it's okay." you whispered.

"10…"

you wait for a minute before you continue.

"can you look around, give me 3 objects you can see."

hanni blinks. "a tissue holder."

"uh-huh."

"faucet… and your watch."

you smiled at her.

"3 things you can hear, hanni."

hanni nodded. "alright, the music outside. then, your voice…"

"and?"

hanni looked up at you. "your heartbeat."

you meet her gaze.

"does that count?" you chuckled, hanni laughed. "i don't know, but it's loud enough for me to hear." she replied.

"last, move 3 body parts of yours." hanni nodded, her feet stepping forward, her fingers trailed over your arms and hanni leaned her head on your chest.

you looked up and sighed. "you're so strong hanni." you told her, hanni smiled when her eyes saw your smile.

"you are stronger than me."

you shook your head and looked at her. "nah, it's you who faced everything. it's your battle and you fought very well. i'm here to help you, always. if you want i'll take you back to your place."

hanni looked down and chuckled. "it's too far from here—"

"it's alright, car. i have a car, you'll be safe inside your place."

hanni will forever be thankful for your existence, your smile when you dropped her off her dorm, your eyes when you looked at her.

she liked you before but now —

she's fallen in love, but this time she will never forget how.

spam_honeybunch04:

thank you

(⁠｡⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠｡⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♡

i love you.

open forum.com: dating/relationships

thegreateinstein • 2hrs ago

what is the best idea for a first date?

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gracelee.008 • 23mins ago

weren't you just about to ask a girl out? lol you're so fast!!!!

[mikalame]

hi, I was wondering if you could write some Bill x reader angst please, where Bill gets jealous bc of the reader's "fan service" towards fanboys ( for example she flirts with them (as a joke ofc), winks at them on stage...) and one day they just have a big fight bc of that, also the reader is a girl and a member of the band. Bye ;)

This is My first angst, i dont think ill make a Pt2 to this as i kinda like were i finished it tell me what you think about it mabey ill do more angst who knows 🤫

Bills a little toxic in this, but they arent really good for eachother, just pretend the band wont break up or anything ahaha.

taglist@oppopotamus@adissonsss@violentnewmarley@saumspam

"Did you really have to wink at them again" Bill scoffs as he chucks his bag down on the floor walking into the hotel room.

You guys were bombarded when you got off the plane, which is to be expected as a rock star with a world wide fan base, having fans in every country in itself is good but not when your fans are a bit touchy and you have a bit of a playful personality.....expectantly when your boyfriend is a tad bit of a jealous person.

"Really Bill we just got here and you're already picking a fight, can't we just relax after a 13 hour flight, huh?" you question, getting sick of bills arguments you try and assure him that hes all you need but he cant seem to get it in his head, making you feel like your practically cheating on him when you arent your just being friendly, at least in your mind you are.

"Well you seem pretty energetic when that guy came up and hugged you, real tight" Bill looked away, his eyebrows pinched thinking over the airport insident.

"Bill really, i was JUST hugging him like i dont everybody, he wasnt special hes just a fan, a NICE fan who asked for a hug" You retort rolling your eyes, shoving your suit case under the bed not bothering to pack it away yet.

"Whats wrong Bill, huh, you seem so uptight about this whole thing, do you still think im gonna leave you, Bill, im YOUR girlfriend not anybody else and you may think that i would but i wont and i never will" You argue, completely over Bill and his jealousy.

"No because i know you would all the flirting you do when fans come up to you in party's you grab their arms and laugh at all their jokes, their not even funny half the time but you still laugh like its the funniest thing in the world, you BARELY EVER laugh at my jokes huh, am i not funny or something"

Bill continues to rant letting all of it off his chest, you felt your anger rise getting annoyed that bills painting you as some sort of villain that would cheat on him any chance she got.

"Yeah Bill i laught at their jokes because its NICE-"

"So is it a chore or something to laugh at my jokes" He cuts you off rolling his eyes walking over to the couch sitting down with a huff.

"No Bill and you know thats not true, its different, we're their IDOLS they look up to us, we're CELERITYS, im gonna laugh at whatever stupid joke they make to make THEM happy, to make THEM feel great that they made THEIR IDOL smile and laugh, its not that i dont find you funny bill because u dont your a funny person its just i dont see you or anyone in the band as a celebrity i just see you guys as normal people-".

"Oh so im not even named your boyfriend anymore im just a 'normal person' that babe feel REAL nice right now" He scoffs again flicking through the channels on the t.v.

"OMG BILL YOUR BEING SO DIFFICULT RIGHT NOW" you yell, frustrated about how hes acting right now, he does this all the time bringing this argument up again then leaving the argument when you starts to become frustrated.

"I cant do this bill" You sigh slumping down onto the hotel bed, Bill looks over raising his eyebrow he had never heard you give up in an argument your always fighting to prove that your right.

but as both of your emotions are high right now one of you are bound to say something your gonna regret, just like bill did.

"Oh yeah what to much for you?, you just gonna give up on this realtionship, not even gonna try and fix it, just gonna up and leave" he scoffs standing up, looking at you down his nose not thinking your actully going to do what he thought you would.....

but you did

"Bill were not good for each other, your to jealous and cant handle that im maybe am a bit to sweet to our fans but i cant help it a-and i know you cant handle it either, s-so i think this is where this relationship should end- this is for the best for both of us i think... and for the band you know" you say shakily standing up walking slowly to your bed that has the suitcase under it.

"W-wait baby y-your joking right, i didn't mean it, i'll get over it I SWEAR" he begs tears flowing down his cheeks his eyeliner and mascara running with the tears.

"No Bill you wont, this relationship wont work, it's toxic for me and you, this- this is for the best i think" You say sighing as you pull your bag up opening the handle up and holding onto it.

You listen to bill sobs as he tries to bargen with you, to make you stay, his promises of how he wont be jealous and he'll do better, words that fell on deaf ears as you have already made up your mind, knowing even in your mind blurry with emotions that this would be the best for both Bill and You.

[kittyball23]

Hello How're you ? I wanted to give you an idea to write. What do you think about writing the last act to take place on Wakai Island, like Branch proposing to Papi there or something?

Here it is! It's another minor rewrite of my oneshot "The Proposal"

We Are Family (a Trolls fanfic)

If Branch hadn’t known any better, he could’ve sworn that he was a baby again, standing on the stage with his brothers, feeling happiness fill him with great warmth.

The illusion was a good one, and this time he didn't have to hold any worries over anybody arguing or walking out on each other. If that glorious Family Harmony that they'd accomplished back in Mount Rageous was anything to go by, he, John Dory, Spruce, Clay, and Floyd were tighter than tight - best friends and brothers for life!

And they would prove themselves in that strong bond for their audience.

An excitement built within the quintet as the spotlight turned on them. They stood shoulder to shoulder, hearing Vacay Island's serene waves lap in the background, and hearing the crowd compose of their friends and family clapping and cheering. They grinned at each other. This was going to be a GREAT performance!

"Everyone can see we're together, as we walk on byyy," Branch sang, spreading his arms out wide.

"And we fly just like birds of a feather, I won't tell no lies," Floyd sang, coming alongside his younger brother for a quick side hug.

"All of the people around us they say, can they be that close?" Clay sang, busting a slick breakdancing move that looked to be a combination of a one-armed cartwheel and a split.

“Just let me state for the record…” John Dory sang, making a finger gun, as Spruce finished with “We’re giving love in a family dose!” while winking at his wife, Brandi, and their dozen children.

The five sang the chorus all together, stepping in rhythm with each other, voices strong and proud.

“We are family,

I got all my brothers with me!

We are family,

Get up everybody and sing!”

It was a perfect song to use, because they were a family - a true one, by blood and bond. WIth the rhythm and each other, they were going to be together forever!

From the sidelines, Poppy and Viva cheered enthusiastically, clapping wildly and without end. They just loved the show!

Suddenly, both girls were surprised to find that they were being welcomed onto the stage with them! Branch, in a similar way as he had done the first time on Vacay Island, extended his hand out to Poppy, which she took with a gracious smile. And in a not too differentiating way, Clay extended his hand out to Viva, who blushed slightly as she was brought onstage too. It was then that the two girls, alongside the guys, flowed perfectly together to create a colorful, stunning Family Harmony!

The applause that came afterwards was well-deserved and thunderous. This really was one of the best shows anybody had ever been treated to!

Poppy wrapped her arms around her boyfriend and squeezed tight. “I love you Branch!” she chirped happily.

Branch snuggled and smiled down at her, “Love you too, Poppy,” he whispered. Then, he twirled her flawlessly, suddenly bending down on one knee before her. The motion made the Pop Queen gasp loudly as she realized what was happening.

No... it COULDN'T be... could it??

Is Branch going to ask what I think he's gonna ask?!

“Poppy…”

The Pop Queen almost jumped at her name, brought back to the reality that confirmed that Branch really, really was still kneeled on one knee in front of her. Her heart raced, pounding so fast and so loudly in her chest that she was hoping it wouldn't drown out his words. And the question that he may or may not ask.

But am I REALLY ready for this?

Branch was also thinking the exact same thing as Poppy. Was he ready to do this? One look at his brothers, who were quite delighted with the turn of events, and he knew that the answer was yes. John Dory, Spruce, Clay, and Floyd each wore very supportive look on their faces. They were proud of their little brother taking the initiative, and would back him up. Branch didn’t delay in presenting his question.

"Poppy," he started again, "I, umm... I didn't really plan a big speech or anything. Which, I know, sounds very unlike me – crazy-prepared bunker survivalist guy and all, heh heh..." He paused, letting out a chuckle. "But I did have a question I want to ask you. It's, um... actually something I've been wanting to ask you for a while now. And I'm not sure if you'll say yes, or if you'll say no, if you'll find it cool or too gross and weird. I'm not even sure if you're okay with me asking you in front of everyone like this!" – he gestured to the audience that Poppy had forgotten was even there – "But I won't know the answer to any of that unless I just go ahead and do it." Branch took a deep, calming breath, knowing that Poppy was hooked onto his every word, his every little movement and gesture, watching him closely, anticipating.

Everything felt like it was going in slow motion when he reached for her pink hand, grasping it gently in his, and using the other to reach into his vest pocket.

"Queen Poppy, you're the happiest Troll alive... but you might just end up making me the happiest Troll alive instead if you say yes to my question, which, not required... it IS your choice in the end, but, I uh, I've just really gotta know," Branch said, making sure he didn't continue rambling on and simply cut to the chase of what he was intending to say, the words that had long been aching to leave his mouth finally escaping his lips in a sweet, relieving release. "Will you... marry me?"

There. He'd said it. Finally!

And she'll say yes, right? Branch wondered. I mean, I DID tell her she doesn't HAVE to say yes, but... oh frosting, I really, REALLY hope she does...

Without realizing it, Poppy had started to almost hyperventilate, her breaths coming fast, and her cheeks wet with tears that she hadn't even realized were even pooling up in her eyes.

Branch looked concerned. "Poppy?"

The brothers were watching in awe, Spruce nudging JD. "Dude, I think he broke her!"

But Poppy was not broken. She was the opposite of broken. She was… ecstatic!

"YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSS!!!!!"

She screamed her answer so loud that it almost felt like it had broken the sound barrier itself, bursting across the land like a sonic boom! A scream that shook all of Vacay Island like a rumbling earthquake, even more intense than when the isle’s volcano erupted! And she continued to affirm her answer with dozens upon dozens of kisses on her now-fiance’s face.

"YES! – mwah – YES!  – mwah – YES!  – mwah – YES!  – mwah – YES! YES! YES! YEEEESSS!!"

Branch gladly allowed himself to be smothered in her affection, as she made sure that no part was left unkissed. His cheeks. His forehead. His chin. His brows. His lips...

Branch's eyes bulged and a gasp escaped him right after he felt her sweet mouth press against his, even if it was for just one brief second. Reacting upon him, Poppy too gasped. She was about to apologize, when Branch swept her in and closed the gap between them. Poppy’s mind blanked from bliss. It was their first kiss.

Or should she say, kisses, plural.

Because there seemed to be no end to the kisses. Each time they parted, they went in for more, making up for every time they’d had to urge to engage but hadn’t.

Clay raised his brows. “Wow! You’d think they never kissed before,” he murmured.

“You don’t say,” Viva giggled. Then, suddenly, she got up on her tiptoes and pressed her own sweet peck against Clay’s cheek! The lime-green-haired Troll gasped and then blushed heavily, his face growing warm in the spot where her lips had been. John Dory and Spruce nudged him knowingly, while Floyd shook his head in amusement.

“Sis! This means I get to plan your wedding, right?” Viva asked giddily.

Poppy giggled, still clinging onto Branch and not intending to let go anytime soon. “You bet you can!”

[hellfiresmanicfae]

Vampravenwolf

I’m not soft

Hello, this is the first Wednesday Fanfic I’ve written and actually posted. Please forgive me if this sucks or there are any errors I wrote this in the span of an hour and I have not posted an fanfics I have written online in years.

This is based on the idea of Wednesday Enid and Yoko dating inspired by @caitlynskitten featuring baby Wednesday. (She is baby)

Wednesday walked through the halls of Nevermore with her plush raven tucked away safely in her bag. The petite girl was on her way to her last class of the day, which was sadly on the other side of campus far away from her two girlfriends classes. As she glided through the halls she caught a piece of two student’s conversation, a conversation that happened to be about her. She then paused her journey to class in order to eavesdrop on the conversation in which she could make out the words

“Wednesdays gone soft”. And while the girl knew it to be somewhat true the raven was under the impression that she was only soft with Yoko and Enid, she didn’t think anybody else would have picked up on the matter. The gothic girl wanted to be good for her mommy and daddy, however she also couldn’t just let this go and let people continue to think such things about her. In her mind it was settled she would be doing something about this. She was normally very calculated in her revenge plots, but this was a more impulsive revenge plot, no planning and maybe not the best way she could have gotten the outcome she desired, however in her mind this needed to be taken care of immediately. With little to no planning she made her way over to the two gorgons when they had their backs turned to her. When she was standing behind them, whispering random words in Latin. The two boys were rightfully startled be her presence and began freaking out trying to get her to tell them what was going on and what she was saying.

“just a basic curse, have a dreadful day” she said monotonously before finishing her journey to class. It wasn’t a real curse she just wanted to inflict fear in them giving them a bit of lasting paranoia.

“That should take care of it” Wednesday thought as she sat down at her desk. About ten minutes into class her internal celebration was cut short when she was called into Principal Weems office. The young raven made her way to the principal’s office taking a seat in her usual chair in front of Weems desk.

“Really Wednesday, a curse you know I really thought you had been making amazing progress in accepting your Nevermore family, then you pull this stunt, I am very disappointed in you”

Wednesday could feel the tears forming behind her eyes, but pushed them back or she would just be proving the gorgon’s point.

“He called me soft” Wednesday said her voice slightly cracking.

“That’s no excuse miss Addams you put a curse on two of your classmates, there is no excuse for that” Weems exclaimed pacing back and forth through her office.

“Well you can relax, I didn’t actually curse them I just wanted to scare them” Wednesday fired back.

“God Wednesday, you can’t do that, you need to learn your actions have consequences”. At that point Wednesday could no longer hold back her tears, as she began sobbing. All she could think about is how disappointed her mommy and daddy are gonna be in her. Weens had seen Wednesday cry a few times but was still not used to it. She knew the only way to calm the crying raven was to call Enid and Yoko to her office, however the shapeshifter was hesitant to do that after the threats she faces from the vampire and werewolf last time she made the young seer cry. She pushed back her fear, being that the wellbeing of her student was more important. Weems then called both girls to her office as she awaited their arrival she sat down next to the dark girl who was now hugging her beloved raven plush, while rocking back and forth.

“Wednesday will you look at me” Weems says. The small girl halts her rocking slowly looking at the tall women.

Weems then proceeds to tell the much smaller girl “ given that you didn’t actually curse that you didn’t actually curse the two boys, I’m gonna let this one slide, but next time I hear about you doing anything like this you will be given detention, and just for the record I don’t think you’ve gone soft your just evolving”

Wednesday sniffled quietly before saying “so I assume you’re gonna tell the two gorgons they are not cursed”.

Weems took a minute to think over her options before saying “No, I don’t think I will, but if you do this again I will be spilling your little secret about these curses”

“But why?” The pale girl asked.

“Because I’m rooting for your success and I don’t think telling those boys is going to help your success and as long as there not really cursed there’s no harm In not telling them, hopefully it will discourage them from talking behind peoples backs and other students from trying to mess with you” Weems said.

At that moment Enid and Yoko showed up.

“What’s going on, is she okay?” Enid said trying to mask the worry in her voice.

“I think everything is okay now” Weems responded.

At that point the bell releasing the rest of the students from their last class of the day rang.

May I ask what happened, why is Wednesday in your office” Yoko asked.

“Wednesday had overheard two students taking, and long story short she heard one of them say she was going soft, so she thought she would take matters into her her own hands and make them think she put a curse on them, but everything is fine, nobody was harmed and no curses were made, and Wednesday is not being punished unless this kind of thing occurs again so the tree of you are free to go and enjoy the rest of your day”

“Okay, thank you Miss Weems, we’ll get out of your hair now”. Enid said.

“Come on baby” Yoko said calling her girlfriend over. Wednesday then gets up and runs over to her two girlfriends grabbing both of their hands and making their way out of the office and back to their room. As soon as the door closes Wednesday starts crying saying “I’m sorry, I just don’t want people to think I’m soft.

Enid comes up to the shorter girl hugging her from behind, while Yoko cups Wednesday’s face in her hands making the small girl look up at her.

“Mommy and I know you don’t want people to think you’re soft but you can’t pretend to curse someone, or really curse someone or anything of the sort. Since when do you care what people think about you, you can’t let what people say get to you. You are amazing, strong, and beautiful and nothing anyone says about you will ever change that or anything about who you are, just be true to yourself you know the real you, I know the real you, and mommy knows the real you and that’s what matters.” Yoko says.

“Daddy and I love you little raven, whether your weak or strong cause to us no matter what you will be perfect.” Enid says reassuring Wednesday and backing up what Yoko had said.

[x0xqzra]

✐BOTH❦ - Levi Ackerman x Fem Reader x Hanji Zoe

TW: sexual topic, yelling, crying, pregnancy, blood, angst, my own version of timeskip Levi and Hanji (that means this may not be connected to the manga/anime plot-- but may contain some spoilers)

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(Y/N)~your name

(L/N)~last name

(F/C)~favorite color

(A/N)~author's note

P.O.V~point of view

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Y/N's P.O.V

My name is (Y/N)(L/N), I am the girlfriend of Levi Ackerman .

We have been in a relationship for 3 years now.

I'm currently pregnant with Levi's child, 2 months to be exact.

I've been keeping my pregnancy a secret.

I didn't tell anybody about my pregnancy yet, even to my best friend Hanji.

I want Levi and I would be the first person to know about this exciting news, I am so excited and nervous to tell this to Levi because of his behavior recently, he would always come home late and drunk, and he is been more cold towards me.

I know, titans had been extinct so it's rightful for him to take some rest and loosen up, but I think his behavior is too much.

It's 12:35 at midnight and I still haven't slept because I want to eat dinner together with Levi. The food is getting cold but I still waited and did not eat. I will only eat once Levi come home.

Yeah, I know this is bad for me and the baby but I really don't want to eat if Levi was not here to eat with me.

I heard the sound of keys and the door knob being opened. When the door is finally open, there I see my boyfriend Levi, drunk again.

"hey levi are you okay?, did you eat already?" I ask him worriedly even though he act like this I still love him. I know I should be tough sometimes, but I just can't find it in my heart to be tough on him.

We used to be a happy couple. I don't know if it's just me, but once the titans have gone extinct, everything seems to fall apart.

"shut up!" Levi screamed to me "you're so f*cking annoying, no wonder I only use you for pleasure"Levi said to me, I looked at him with furrowed eyebrows. I try to not cry and think that he only said that because he is drunk, he can't really mean it right?

"I-I'm sorry, let's just sleep"I said stuttering. I just wanna hug him while listening to his heartbeat... Like we used to do... that would surely make me feel better.

I then feel him slap my cheek so hard that make me sit on the floor while holding my cheek,the tears that I been holding finally escaped my eyes.

Wait no... This isn't the levi I know, he's just under the influence right? Am I too blind? Do I really deserve this?

I look up to see levi going to our shared bedroom to sleep, I just sob there thinking what did I do wrong. Why did we end up like this, Am I a bad girlfriend, is there something I didn't give him?

I then hear a phone notification sound indicating that there is a new message.

Since the titans have gone extinct, people are focusing on creating things that will make life easier, one of those are smart phones.

I slowly enter our shared bedroom to see Levi sleeping, I grab Levi's phone in the table beside our bed, I open the phone to see this;

Petra:

hi babe, where are you? are you busy?,come to my apartment let's watch some movies

Levi:

Yeah sure babe but I don't think where only watching movies I'm on my way, don't wear any underwear, that's an order.

Petra:

*picture of petra naked*

Levi:

Good girl wait me there

*new message*

Petra:

Hey babe did you arrive safely?and babe don't forget your promise that you're gonna break up with that slut

*seen*

I can't believe what I'm seeing.

I can't believe Levi was cheating on me... Am I really that blind... For love?

I don't even know who this Petra girl was.

Levi, the father of my child... The man that promised me he'll love me till death...

I quickly put all of my clothes and stuff on a duffle bag, yeah I love Levi but I love my child more... I'm done packing every single thing. I put my things in my (F/C) car and got back to our house to write a letter for Levi ;

Levi

As I gather the pieces of my shattered heart, I come to terms with a painful truth - your love for me has faded into the abyss of uncertainty. I question if you ever loved me at all, the echoes of doubt gnawing at my soul. In this moment, I find the strength to sever the ties that bind us, to walk away from what was once our shared world.

I want you to know that I will no longer intrude upon your life. No more texts or calls to disrupt your days, no more attempts to bridge the chasm that has grown between us. I promise to step back, to let go of the dreams we once held dear.

Yet, as I bear this burden alone, there is something I must share with you. Levi, I am carrying your child, and I cannot contain the mix of emotions that consume me. Amidst the heartache, there is a glimmer of excitement - the prospect of being parents together. But I fear that my hope is misplaced, that you will not share the same joy upon hearing this news.

I find myself torn between love and heartbreak, holding onto a love that may never return. As I bid my final farewell, know that my love for you was real, genuine, and raw. I cherished every moment we shared, and I will cherish the memory of what could have been.

Farewell, Levi. I loved you, and perhaps I always will.

~(Y/N)

I entered my car with a red nose and eyes. Sniffing on the way, I drove to Hanji's house sobbing and hoping she is still awake at this time.

I arrived at Hanji's house at 1:58 at midnight. I knock at hanji's front door several times trying to wake her up.

The front door opened revealing a bedhead hanji, I came in and hugged her tightly while sobbing.

"(Y/N)? ohh my gosh are you ok? Why is my baby crying?" hanji said rubbing my back as we hugged.

"L-Levi was cheating on m-me" I say stuttering while sobbing and hiccuping.

"shhhh shhh calm down (Y/N) this stress is not good for the baby" hanji said, I back away a little bit shocked that she know that I'm pregnant. I paused for a few seconds.

"How..." was all that is able to come up to my mouth.

She hugged me again while massaging my back.

" Oh come on (Y/N) I'm a scientist-doctor. Do you really think I wouldn't notice your weird behavior recently? Mood swings, cravings, vomiting, and many more weird things you've done recently? " she said smiling at me.

"y-yeah I kind of forgot about that " I said still sniffing slightly.

" Come on (Y/N) let's sit on the couch and talk about this" hanji said dragging me to the couch.

We sat on her couch. "so what exactly happened?" she asked me with furrowed eyebrows and a soft voice.

I told her what happened. Levi cheating on me, Levi slapping me, and me leaving... so practically... everything. I began to tear up again while she hugged me trying her best to comfort me.

"you can sleep in my room, if it is okay with you, we can share the bed, but if you don't want to sleep together, I'm fine on the couch you go to sleep in the bed" she said.

" Sharing the bed is f-fine" I said still stuttering because I just finished crying.

Hanji gave me one of her T-shirt and shorts that are oversized to me because I was short and she was way more taller than me, she let me wear it because she says that it will look good in me (sorry if you're tall A/N)

I entered Hanji's bedroom to see Hanji with red sports bra and black sweat pants, I don't know why but the sight makes me blush

'no this is wrong she is a girl and I'm also a girl, we literally just got cheated on' I mentally scold my self for blushing.

I am so confused of what I'm feeling, I shouldn't feel this way... Right..?

"oh (Y/N) come on let's sleep it's already 2 am" Hanji said glancing at the clock on the table beside her bed.

I lay down facing away from her.

I soon felt Hanji lay beside me, and before I drifted to sleep I felt Hanji's hand slip in my waist...then I fall asleep...

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NOTE: MAY CHANGE DUE TO REPLOTTING. Full story on Wattpad.

Continuation in my WATTPAD BOOK

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[fitzs-trained-monkey]

A Night of Dancing, Cocktails, and Celebration

A/N: An anon asked me if I write for Finn. Well, I did. I don't even know what this is but have fun.

Finn Mikaelson:

Your Dress:

Your Drink:

Your Dream Come True:

"Psst! Caroline..."

Your best friend ignored you, instead opting to direct  her attention into very pointedly inspecting a rather mundane plant that you were 86% sure was entirely fake. You nudged her shoulder.

"Caaaroline..." You sang through a very, wide, very forced smile. The blonde rolled her eyes and turned to you with a huff.

"What?" She demanded. Her eyes flicked around the insanely vast entry hall, searching nervously through the ball's attendees. No room should be this big, you decided. Her eyes finally fell on you and she frowned. "Quit smiling like that. It's creepy."

"Can't help it," You muttered, giving yet another overly polite nod to a couple passing by. "I smell rich people."

"Y/N-" Your best friend closed her eyes and sighed tiredly. "-you have issues."

"Eu contraire, I am perfectly sane," You insisted. "There's just way too much money in this room."

Caroline tipped her head back and you could tell she was exerting physical effort to stifle a groan. "Y/N/N, seriously-"

"No, you seriously!" You hissed. You couldn't seem to help the sliver of panic that worked it's way into your voice as you tugged lightly on her arm. "I'm completely outnumbered!" The blonde raised a brow, mostly unimpressed but at least partly worried. You matched her with wide eyes and a plea in your expression. "If I see one more Rolex, I'm gonna go all Kelsier on place."

Caroline blinked. "I'm sorry - Who?"

"He likes killing rich-people," You explained, waving a hand. "You need to read more fantasy novels."

She gaped, incredulous. "Excuse you! I do read-"

"Good ones." You cut her off with a pointed look and she pressed her lips together but nodded. "Point is," You continued, "I know I said I'd be your anti-hybrid bodyguard, but this place is way too much. If I don't see another minimum wage worker, I'm gonna throw up."

Your best friend's expression softened. "Y/N, I know you get really touchy about this sort of stuff but, honestly, you look as gorgeous as anyone else here - if not more so. You live in Mystic Falls as much as anybody else and you have just the same right to be here as they do," She said. "Besides, I can see Matt right over there. Just look!"

You glanced over your shoulder to where she pointed and caught sight of an unruly tuft of blond hair poking out slightly above the rest of the crowd. You shoulders relaxed a little, but not much.

"I appreciate that, Care - I really do - but I just don't know if I can do this," You mumbled, tugging on the lace sleeves that hugged your arms. The fabric was expensive for you but cheap enough to be itchy.

"You've been to stuff like this before," She pointed out.

"Sure have" You said with a sigh. "And I always go home feeling irritated and exceptionally poor."

The blonde girl pursed her lips and nodded, laying a gentle hand over your arm. You knew she didn't quite know what to say. She was a member of a founding family. She would never quite understand.

"Excuse me," A deep, accented voice spoke up softly from behind you. Startled, you and Caroline jumped and spun around. There stood a tall, dark haired man with sharp, narrow features and kind eyes. "I don't mean to intrude," He said politely, "but I couldn't help overhearing that one of you young ladies might be feeling a little overwhelmed?"

Your cheeks flushed and you offered him a sheepish smile. "Yeah, uh, tha-that would be me."

"I see." He smiled reassuringly. Though what you found remarkable was the fact that he didn't so much as hesitate to wonder why. "You know, if you're feeling in need of a little fresh air, the gardens here are secluded and rather refreshing to take a walk through."

You blinked, surprised at this stranger's generous display of concern. Biting your lip, you nodded, trying your best to put on a somewhat delicate or refined air.

"Oh, uh, wow. Yeah, that sounds pretty frickin' great right about now." You failed spectacularly.

To your surprise, however, the man just chuckled and smiled genuinely. "Well, in that case, I'd be honored to accompany you if you would like," He offered.

You glanced briefly to your best friend. Caroline tensed but, taking a breath, she forced herself to relax and sent you a smile.

"You sure you've got this?" You asked, feeling a little guilty about leaving her to be devoured by the wolves - or just one wolf, really.

"Yeah, I'll be fine," She said, letting go of your arm. "Take as long as you need."

"Thanks, Care." You shot her a greatful smile and she patted you on the back before turning and disappearing into the crowd.

"Shall we?" The man asked, holding out his arm to you like a proper gentleman.

"Why not?" You grinned and took it. "I'm Y/N, by the way."

The dark haired man smiled, it was shy but real nonetheless. "It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Finn."

Elijah Mikaelson:

Your Dress:

Your Drink:

Your Dream Come True:

"May I have this dance?"

You choked on your drink. Great first impression, you thought. You'd been so far off in your own little world, you hadn't even noticed the guy approaching you. More than likely, you'd looked like an idiot, just staring off into space with a vacant expression - the choking on your drink per was just a bonus point.

Scrambling to regain some sense of presence or dignity (it was apparently too much to ask your brain for both, so you'd settle for one or the other) you wiped your mouth and placed your drink down on a side table - you'd have to come back for it later because whoever was mixing those cocktails was a genius - and smiled at whoever had just asked for your hand.

Without a doubt, the man was stunning, with dark eyes and a jawline you were pretty sure could be used to measure corners, but there was something odd about him also. You felt as though you should know him...

Wait, wasn't he the one who gave that speech just now? Yeah, you were pretty sure that was him. He must have been part of the family hosting this shindig. What was his name...

"I'd be honored," You agreed before your science could be taken as awkward.

"Excellent." The man smiled but something told you it wasn't quite as effortless as he would have you believe. He looked a little stressed.

He offered you his hand and you took it, allowing him to lead you to the ballroom where the two of you took your proper positions as Ed Sheeran's "Give Me Love" began to play. You'd never been a great dancer, but you weren't terrible. Sure, you'd frustrated the ever loving sunshine out of Mayor Lockwood when she attempted to teach you during auditions for Miss. Mystic Falls, but as far as you were concerned, as long as you weren't stepping on any toes, you were winning. Besides, your partner - you really needed to learn his name - was good enough for the both of you and gracious enough to make your stumbling seem purposeful.

"You know, forgive me if I'm being too forward, but I would have thought the hosts of an event this formal would have a date, mister..." You trailed off, raising a brow expectantly.

"Mikaelson," He answered simply.

You snorted. "Well, I knew that. I was fishing for a first name," You said.

This time, your partner went so far as to spare you a chuckle. "My apologies, you may call Elijah."

"Mister Elijah." You nodded. "No date then?"

"No, not this time," He said, shrugging slightly as he guided you through a twirl.

"Okay. Follow-up question: -"

"- Oh, dear." His lips twitched up in a smirk and you had to laugh.

"Yep, what's the why? Too busy or too lazy?" You asked.

Elijah bit his lip and you could tell he was making an effort to keep his composure for the dance. "Am I allowed to say too tired?"

You hummed. "Okay, that's valid. What's got you so run down?"

"Believe it or not, there's a reason my siblings and I don't gather like this very often," He said, sharing a meaningful look.

You hissed. "Oh, honey, you're the mediator, aren't you?" (As someone born and raised in the south, your usage of "honey" was more an expression of pity than a term of endearment. Though, you weren't sure why you'd said it at all. This was a formal setting and you hardly knew the man you were dancing with, yet despite his slightly weary demeanor, his kind eyes and good humor put you at ease.)

"I try to be," He replied with a wry smile. "It's not an easy position."

You huffed a laugh. "Believe me, I know."

Elijah's smile grew a touch warmer at that. "Personal experience?" He asked.

"Oh, yeah." You nodded - probably a little too enthusiastically for the setting. "More than I care to think about."

"Really?" That smile of his was creeping up on a full-on grin. "Do yours ever give you a headache?" He wondered, a slight tease dancing in his tone.

You grimaced, shaking your head. "'Lijah, please." You weren't sure where the nickname came from but you went with it. "A conference call with my siblings requires at least a bottle of ibuprofen."

Elijah lifted you and spun before placing you lightly back on your feet. Pulling you in closer, he ducked his head slightly and you realized he was doing so to hide his laughter.

"That certainly sounds familiar," He said, a little strained. This stoic act he was putting on was killing him. You smirked, determined to help the process along.

"Must be," You mused. "But now you gotta tell me..." You narrowed your eyes at him with exaggerated seriousness. "Which one's the worst?"

"I'm not sure," He said a little too quickly, shrugging.

"Nuh-uh, 'Lijah! Don't go giving me that," You chided. "There's always a problem-child. Which of the little rascals is it?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about," He claimed, fighting the smirk tugging at his lips. "Truly, I love all my siblings, I would never stoop so low as to degrade any one of them publicly."

"Right," You deadpanned.

"However," Elijah continued, leaning down to whisper in your ear. You tried to ignore how your cheeks warmed at his proximity. "If I were forced to single out which of them has the greatest - shall we say - talent for inducing a headache, I might find myself looking in the direction of my youngest brother, Kol."

"Ah, I see." You nodded sagely. "Which one's he?"

"Second pair down on our left."

"Gottcha," You said, grinning. Elijah pulled away, arranging his expression into one of innocent indifference. "How 'bout I do you a favor then? Ya know, keep an eye on him for you?"

Your partner shook his head with a hint of a sigh. "I can't ask you to do that."

"Well, I'm gonna do it anyway," You announced. "You look like you could use a break."

Elijah hummed. "Well, you're not wrong..."

"Then it's settled." You smiled. "Take it easy tonight, have a little fun."

"I think I'd like that, actually. Just-" He hesitated. "Don't confront him, alright?"

You made a rather undignified noise and rolled your eyes. "Confront him? No, no, no. That's still your job, I'm afraid."

The handsome mostly-stranger laughed, truly laughed as the dance came to a close. You began to pull away but Elijah caught your hand.

"Wait, I-I don't believe I ever learned your name," He said. Looking over you with renewed interest.

"I'm Y/N," You said, dipping your into a slight curtsy. "It was a pleasure meeting your acquaintance." You gave a little flourish of your hand just to hear him laugh one more time. He had a nice laugh, you thought. He ought to do it more often.

"The pleasure's all mine," Elijah returned with a nod. "And thank you."

Niklaus Mikaelson:

Your Dress:

Your Drink:

Your Dream Come True:

"Foul villain, thy mother doth scare the crap outta me," You announced, sweeping your skirts around your legs as you moved to lean against the wall next to the original hybrid himself.

You probably shouldn't have been voluntarily interacting with a guy upon whom history had bestowed a moniker like "The Great Evil" but, you know what they say - viva la vida and all that. Besides, it wasn't like he'd ever done anything particularly vile to you specifically. Sure, he had kind of terrorized a solid ninety percent of your childhood playmates and quite literally murdered Elena. And sure, his acts of aggression were downright brutal, but honestly, they had sort of asked for some if not all of it. You'd been all for giving Klaus exactly what he wanted from the very beginning - it had just seemed like the overall safer and more pleasant option.

Not that your opinion had ever been given a speck of heed though. After all, amongst vampires, doppelgangers, werewolves, witches, and hybrids - what was the opinion of one lousy little human worth? (Not much according to your supernatural childhood friends.) You knew you'd never been anyone's closest friend. Truthfully, your discovery of the supernatural world altogether had been a fluke and everyone knew it. But hey, you'd survived this long and somehow managed to worm your way into just about everyone's best graces, so you figured you were doing alright all things considered.

Nevertheless, it was probably still completely insane that you considered the Klaus Mikaelson a tentative friend in any respect, but you figured it best not to question it.

The hybrid next to you cracked a smile and hummed, but didn't care to take his eyes off the bustling chamber of well-dressed individuals. "That's understandable," He said. "As I remember, she can be quite intimidating."

"That, my friend, is the understatement of the century," You huffed. Taking a sip from your drink, you balked at the taste and erupted into a coughing fit. Klaus glanced at you out of the corner of his eye and raised a brow but you waved him off. He shrugged and raised his hands as if in surrender.

"So, what did my mother do that unsettled the unflappable Miss. Y/F/N?" He asked, returning to his people watching.

You made a vaguely disinterested noise and shrugged one shoulder, jostling the delicate drape of the half-sleeve thing enough to expose your shoulder. The blond man's eyes were drawn to the movement and he tilted his head as if urging you to elaborate, but you didn't. He smirked.

"Oh, come on love. Now I have to know," He pressed. "How did my mother do what even I "The Great Evil" could not, eh?"

"She cornered me by the bathroom and asked if we were banging each other." You took another sip of your drink and gagged. Grimacing down at the concoction, you briefly debated whether or not to dump it into funky lookin' plant next to you.

While you did this, Klaus looked like someone had just pulled the rug out from under his feet. After taking a moment to readjust his balance, he stared at you with wide eyes and a floored expression.

You frowned. "What?"

The hybrid didn't reply. He just blinked once and shook his head minutely as if in sheer disbelief.

"Yeah, okay those weren't her exact words but they're close enough," You said, pushing a stray lock of hair out of your face.

"Well, what the bloody hell did you say?" He demanded. Klaus didn't often laugh, at least not with his voice. His eyes usually did the laughing - it was something about the way they sparkled.

"No."

He blinked. "That's it?"

"Yes?" You tilted your head, snickering. "I guess I asked why she cared but she didn't really answer, so I just told her the truth."

"And that is..." He trailed off gesturing for you to continue.

"That you and I are friends?" You said slowly. Klaus nodded but you thought you caught a flicker of disappointment cross his face. The original hybrid's disappointment usually didn't bode well for anyone. "I mean, I consider you my friend... Nik." He'd told you to call him that once - said it was because you were a good friend so you'd thought it would be alright to say the same of him. Maybe you'd been wrong. "But, i-if that offends you or something then I'm sorry. I swear I didn't mean to assume, she just kinda pounced on me and I didn't have time to think." You bit your tongue to keep yourself from rambling on any further.

"No no, love. You did just fine." His lips twitched up in a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes this time. He turned back to people watching again and for whatever reason, you heart sank just a little.

"You sure?" You asked, uncharacteristically uncertain. "Was there something else I was supposed to say?"

Klaus shrugged but didn't look at you. "Why would there be?"

"I dunno. I just-" You shook your head, fixing your gaze on your dress's beadwork. Your voice dropped to almost a whisper. "You seem a little annoyed with me."

The big bad wolf (you didn't think he was so bad - not all the time) sighed and swung his eyes back to you. He offered a soft, more genuine smile. "I could never be annoyed with you," He said.

Your face grew warm all of a sudden and you silently wondered if a guest had found this mansion's thermostat.

"Oh good, 'cuz your mom certainly was," You blurted out. You could never seem to retain information when you were nervous - that was probably how you'd won Klaus friendship in the first place. You didn't just avoid lying to him. You told the truth.

He seemed slightly alarmed by that. His eyes narrowed. "Why would that be?"

"I think she thought I was lying to her," You mused, trying to recall your conversation with the original witch in it's entirety. "I mean, she said you don't get close to anyone really and then I think said something to the contrary and I called you Nik. But she told me only your siblings are allowed to do that... So yeah, she probably thinks I lied straight to her face but I have no clue how I'd change her mind." You shrugged and shot him a smirk. "Unless you feel like taking a jaunt upstairs real quick..."

Klaus threw his head back and laughed - a rare act for him. "You know, any other night I'd take you up on that."

"Oops, sorry bud -" You sent him a fake pout. "-one time offer only."

No, he didn't like you that way. He just... didn't.

He huffed an exaggerated sigh. "Shame."

"Yup."

You raised your drink to your lips and took another drink - this time you just about shouted Rebekah's special string of obscenities'. "Ugh! Why do I keep-"

Klaus snorted and shook his head. "I don't know, love, but I don't think that's the right cocktail for you."

"Tell me about it..."

He smirked, then reached over and took the glass from your hand. "I'll get you another one, sit tight."

Kol Mikaelson:

Your Dress:

Your Drink:

Your Dream Come True:

The spoon was your point of interest.

Not a spoon, but the spoon. That specific spoon.

It was a pretty spoon, a very pretty spoon - probably the prettiest spoon you would ever see. You inspected it closely. Intricate vine-like detailing was embossed in the silver and inlaid with gold just to highlight it's extravagantly lavish make. It was quite the obnoxious flaunting of wealth to invest a few thousand dollars into a bloody serving spoon, as if the mansion itself wasn't enough of a statement. But to each their own. You didn't care what some rich family - the Mikaelsons or whatever their name was - did with their money. Let them eat with gold freaking cutlery, it's not like there are actual children out there starving to death. No, these guys had a nice freaking spoons. Good for them.

At any rate, it wasn't their spoon anymore. It was your spoon.

You, not so discretely, shoved the gorgeous serving spoon in the pocket of your dress and turned around. No one the wiser.

And that was it, you decided. You weren't going to take anything else. You had your spoon and that was all you needed.

But then you saw a cup.

Well, it wasn't a cup - not really. It was a champagne flute and it was just... perfect. Crystal form with gold leaf lining the top and base. You liked that flute. It was nice. But you weren't going to take it.

You weren't going to take it, you decided. No, you weren't going to-

Huh.

How did that pretty cup end up in your hand?

Well, now that you had the thing in your hands, you might as well just slip it in your pocket. No one was watching. You would make better use of that little cup. You would love and appreciate it like these rich assholes never could. With that cup you were satisfied. There was nothing more these people had that you could possibly need. At least, nothing worth going to jail for... again.

That little dish, though...

The silver dish matched your intricate gold laced spoon. It was covered in those little breath mints people always leave out at parties, but that could be fixed.

You danced through the crowd of party goers on delicate, well accustomed feet just to see the platter a little bit closer. You weren't going to take it or anything. Arriving at the desert table, you plucked one of those little dinner mints off the tray, popped it into your mouth and turned, accidentally swiping the whole tray from the table as you did. You hadn't meant to of course - you never meant to steal anything. It just sort of... happened.

Now that you had it though, it wasn't as if you could just go sauntering to the table again to put it back. That sort of thing was suspicious. Someone would be bound to notice. You deftly poured all the dinner mints into the other pocket of your dress and looked down at the little tray in your hands. It might fit in your pocket, you thought, biting your lip. You had to try, at least. The dish was just to pretty for you to leave it lying around. Someone might steal it!

Glancing around, you made sure no one was watching before shuffling your dress a little to hide your hands while you squeezed that little dish into-

A hand shot out of nowhere and seized your wrist.

"That doesn't belong to you, darling," A voice like frigid silk murmured in your ear. You froze, blood turning to ice in your veins as that hand - with his all but bone-shattering grip - tugged on your arm, whirling you about to stare directly into a pair of gleaming brown eyes. The boy who had caught you looked around your age. He wore a wide, mischievous smirk and an air of superiority like other people might wear a baseball cap - that is to say very casually despite the stuffy setting.

"What do we have here?" He wondered aloud. That fox-like smirk broadened into a crookedly boyish - but not quite harmless - grin. "A thief, eh? Didn't your mother ever teach you not to take things that don't belong to you?"

You blinked twice.

"Nope."

The boy raised a perfect brow. "No?"

You thought about it. "Well, I mean, she did but the lesson just... never really sank in, you know?"

He didn't seem very impressed. "So you steal dishware? Really?"

"Apparently." You shrugged. "It's just how I roll. Sorry."

"I see," He said with obvious disdain. He leaned in closer. "Well, that sure makes things awkward for you, now doesn't it?"

"Mmmm..." You narrowed your eyes. "No, not really."

"Excuse me?"

"The only real awkward thing going on right now is your hand half-way down my skirt." You deadpanned right before reaching out to catch some passerby on the shoulder. The older gentleman turned to you. Initially annoyed, his expression morphed to confusion and then into something downright mortified as he took in the almost-extremely-compromising position the two of you appeared to be in. You gestured to the boy who'd caught you. "He's the weird one, right?"

The poor elderly chap sputtered.

"Oh, bloody hell..." The boy released you with a groan, pinching the bridge of his nose.

You smirked, very proud of your little escape act, and made a brisk retreat for those fancy front doors you unfortunately couldn't fit in your pockets. Checking over your shoulder, you were relived to spot no trailing figures or suspicious eyes. Just as you turned back to the entrance, mere feet from your destination, a steel bar looped around your waist and hauled you though off through a side door which slammed shut as soon as you were through it. You didn't even have time to scream.

Glancing down, you found that the steel bar was, in fact, an arm which happened to be attached to a familiar pale hand. You frowned.

"Crap."

You felt yourself being spun around again and you huffed, facing that dark-haired boy once more.

"So where did we leave off?" He grinned mockingly.

"You were minding your own damn business," You stated primly.

"I was?" He shook his head. "Funny, that doesn't sound like me. "

"Was worth the try," You grumbled, crossing your arms over your chest.

"I'm sure," The boy hummed. "I'm Kol, by the way. Kol Mikaelson, just so you know who you're stealing from. And you are?"

"Y/N." You answered dryly. "It's not a pleasure."

"It might be, who knows?" He said with a rakish smirk. "Now, let's see what you've got."

You rolled your eyes and let go of a long sigh as Kol reached down and dug through your pockets. He certainly wasn't shy about it either. Cheeky bastard.

"Bloody hell, how deep are these things?" He demanded, a few minutes into his search.

"Fantastically so," You replied. His hand smoothed down your thigh and you felt it through the thin fabric of your skirt as he clinched you roughly. "That is not contraband, Kol."

He grinned down at you. "My mistake."

"If I say keep making it, will you refrain from pressing charges?"

He blinked, clearly caught of guard. You had to admit to a degree of discomfort as something almost predatory flashed though his eyes but it was gone as just as quickly. That far too charming smirk returned as he wet his lips and nodded.

"Fair enough, darling."

Thirty minutes of digging, searching, and quite a bit of groping later and your pockets were, regrettably, empty. ( He never actually did anything though - never really touched you - he was just... teasing really. It was surprising but you appreciated it.)The items removed now lay haphazardly on the couch where Kol had tossed them. He had removed a total of twenty nine stolen artifacts from your person, including but not limited to: three golden rings, that holy serving spoon, the champagne flute, the silver tray, a platinum bracelet, no less than six Rolexes, a very expensive looking diamond necklace, a pair of pearl earrings, a bow tie, four tie bars, and some poor couple's wedding rings. Actually, the whole sexual teasing thing stopped rather quickly as Kol kept pulling out handful after handful of stolen valuables.

"I don't know if I should be impressed or disturbed," The boy remarked, having finally stepped away from you.

"Lets go with impressed!" You snickered. The sheer confusion written all over his face was worth more than all the spoons in his house combined.

"Bloody hell!" He dragged a hand through his gloriously messy hair and turned back to you, shaking his head in disbelief. "My mother is probably the worst in existence and even she taught me better than this. I don't think I've stolen this much in my entire life... and that's saying more than it sounds like!"

You nodded solemnly. "That sounds like a you problem."

Kol pursed his lips, trying rather hard not to laugh. "That's beside the point."

"Oh okay." You nodded... then shook your head. "Yeah, no you've lost me. What's the point of this and can I go home now?"

"You can go home once you tell me what your bloody excuse is!" He was grinning now, grinning and laughing like a real human boy instead of a spoiled brat.

You shrugged haplessly. "I'm a kleptomaniac."

His eyes flicked to the side and back. "A what?"

"Kleptomaniac," You said again. "It means I steal people's crap. Also-" You raised a hand and twirled a set of keys around and around your fingers. "-thanks for the car!"

Stefan Salvatore:

Your Dress:

Your Drink:

Your Dream Come True:

"You're pouting," You said, elbowing your best friend in the ribs.

"I am not pouting," Stefan snapped, arms folded over his chest as he watched his brother dance with his ex-girlfriend.

You clapped him on the back - hard , perching an arm around his shoulders with a long sigh. "You're totally pouting." The dirty blond vampire shook your arm off and you barked a laugh. "I wish I was as good at pining as you are, Stef."

He glanced at you out of the corner of his eye. "Oh really?"

"One-hundred percent."

Then - the bastard - he snatched your drink from your hands and downed it all in one go, before giving it back to you. The audacity of that kid astounded you sometimes.

"Aww, Y/N are you pouting?"

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[lindszeppelin]

Austin isn’t who I thought he was if he’s too pussy to tell a 22 year old girl he’s unhappy with her and go his own way and the longer he decides to stay the less bad i feel for him. cindy isn’t a good enough excuse either anymore tbh. you’re a grown man and your girlfriends mom scares you¿ same for Randy becauz i think austin deserves more criticism than he gets for for palling around with and hugging and laughing with a known sexual harasser knowing he’s being photographed. What message does that send to your fans that are female?  To your sister and female family members? your female publicist that has to be around who you hang around?

At some point we have to accept the loss for what it is and accept that as long as he gets to fuck a model he doesn’t care if she’s annoying//is happy in own misery. There are plenty of actors out there with standards to be a fan of unless he decides to wake up soon. He made his bed. 

I feel like I gotta step up right now, because i don't agree with what you said and how you framed it. It's easy to see someone like Austin who is this larger than life person in Hollywood and project a fantasy. But let me humanize him for a hot minute here, it's important. Sit down with a snack because this is gonna be another LindsTalk.

Austin isn't a pussy. This is an extremely nuanced situation of dynamics between people. And I am giving Austin the benefit of the doubt about Rande, because it would be odd for him to know that. Her family certainly wouldn't bring that up in conversation. Rande's sexual harassment is either a niche fact that you're aware about or you aren't. Being fans as we are and seeing who he dates, the facts about her family is stuff that we on the internet are privy to. But Austin probably has no clue about it.

I think your framing of Austin being this scared little boy who is too much of a pussy to leave a 22 year old and allows himself to be around a sexual harrasser is unfair to make. Austin, like all of us as humans, have hangups from childhood and the past that play into how he moves through his life. He is trying to figure out who he is as a rising actor, he's trying to assess his career moves, he's only 32 and his past dictates that he clearly has wounding from his childhood around connectivity, family, and relationships. Allow him to sort though his baggage. He is kind, and sweet, loving. Honestly that man is too good for the likes of Hollywood. And he is the perfect prey for people to use him for their own benefit. Anybody at any age can fall victim to bad mistakes and bad people. When you're in quicksand it's hard to escape, but it's not impossible. And he can do it on his own time when he's ready.

Is being with Kaia his best match and is she good for him? No, anybody with eyes and a functioning brain can see this. But a lot of us have been with someone in our past that wasn't good for us but through whatever reasons we stick it out longer than needed. Failure is a massive fear for people. Breakups are hard and messy and can affect people differently. He is carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders. Is he responsible for his own actions? Yes. We just have to let him wade through the waters and sift through whatever it is he has to sift through.

To wrap this up, I will always be here for Austin and be his advocate because I understand his sensitivities and I see him for who he is as a person. He is not perfect, nobody is. Even your favorite actors are not perfect, they are flawed humans. And while I hope that you can stick with Austin and be excited for the wonderful career he's going to have, nobody can force you to stay here if you are tired of the bullshit. Because hell yeah this shit is fucking exhausting seeing a good person be sucked into a bad relationship But I will never throw in the towel on Austin. He is a rare person that comes around once in a lifetime. All i can say to you is to give him grace. And if it's too much for you and you really think Austin is a pussy then enjoy another fandom to be apart of.

[starjane312]

Kit Tanthalos x OC

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When I open my Eyes I look at Kit.

J: What the hell ?

My whole body hurts. 

J: Why do I feel like I’ve been kicked by a Horse ?

Kit hugs me. 

J: Hey everythings alright. I just turned to Stone.

She looks at me Confused.

J: What ?

K: You don’t Remember ?

She looks at Willow.

K: How ?

W: What is the last thing you Remember ?

J: I turned into stone. I was walking in a Dark Void until I saw this green Light.

W: Her Body must have been a shell. Only showing her deepest fears and Insecurities. 

I sit up.

J: If you’re here. Where is Miles ?!

He lifts his Coat and shows Miles bind to his Chest.

W: Protection shield like I told you.

I look down at my Clothes.

Ja: So you don’t Remember a thing that has happened ?

J: What the fuck am I wearing ?!

He hands Miles to me.

I shake my Head.

J: Not a Single bit. Care to remind me ?

K: You were on the side of the Crone.

J: You’re Joking right ?

Everybody looks at me with Dead serious faces.

J: I didn’t try to Kill anybody did I?

Ja: You did.

I look at Jade.

J: I’m so Sorry.

She waves her Hand.

Ja: You weren’t you. 

We get up. Once I see aryk. I frown.

J: What did you do to your Hair ?

A: Doesn't it look Good ?

J: Meh. Would have to get Used to it. But this is Different.

A: I’m different ? You Married my Sister and you have a Baby.

J: Ok. Everything is Different.

I look around.

J: Where is Twinkle-Toes ?

Everyone stays Quiet.

J: No.

Tears gather in my Eyes.

E: He died protecting me.

I chuckle.

J: God damn. Did he at least …

K: He told her he had the Hots for her.

J: Good. 

I shake my head and chuckle.

Ja: No ones gonna know how Brave he was.

K: They will. We’re gonna Tell them.

J: And I will show them how good of a Writer he was. 

I get the book out of my Pocket.

B: You have that ?

J: Didn’t give it back the last time. Kinda flew over my Head you know, with my Wife giving Birth and stuff. It's a Miracle it's here.

A: Wait, how old is he ?

J: Three days.

He looks at Kit.

A: How can you walk ?

E: Magic.

He nods and then looks at Miles.

A: What’s his name ?

K: Miles.

J: You wanna Hold him ?

He nods. I hand him to Aryk.

A: Why does he have red Hair ?

J: We’re suspecting either your mothers Genes or the Blood magic.

We look at the unending lands.

A: It just goes on and on till eventually you end up back where you started.

B: Nah, we’ll make it back. We always figure something out.

I look at Boorman and shake my head.

B: You know you really have to Prove it though, if you wanna adventure with us. We don’t mess about.

I slap Boorman across the Head.

J: Shut it you Oaf. 

B: Hey !

A: Who are you again ?

J: Remember my Brother that left when we were Seven.

I point at Boorman.

A: Oh.

J: Yeah. 

B: By the way.

He takes something from his Wrist and holds it in front of me. It's the bracelet. I take it.

J: Yeah, kinda not sorry for that.

B: I am.

I nod.

J: I know. And maybe I will forgive you. 

I look at Kit who's wearing full Armour. 

J: It worked on you huh ?

She nods and looks down at herself. I smirk. I have to admit she looks very Hot. Jade smiles at us.

K: What ? I’m gonna take it off. I will have to eventually.

She points at Miles.

Ja: When ?

K: As soon as I figure out how. 

Aryk leans over to me and whispers in my ear.

A: You kinda wish that was never, Huh ?

I look at him astonished.

A: What ?

I take Miles back from him.

Ja: What if the Wyrm or whatever is still down there, waiting ?

E: It is. I saw it. 

Ja: Shouldn’t we go back and try and Kill it ?

W: Soon it’ll come for us. Now we’ve really pissed it off.

We look at Willow.

Ja: You don’t really seem to Worried.

J: Isn’t that usually your thing ? Worrying ?

W: No. I’ve got you Girls and soon there’ll be more. Like a snowball gathering size and Speed as it rolls downhill. Did I ever tell you about the Time Madmartigan rolled himself into a giant snowball ?

We start Walking. But Jade puts her Hand on my Shoulder.

Ja: Can we talk ?

I look at her.

J: Only if you help me put Miles on my Chest. 

She grabs the Linen and Starts.

Ja: When we were fighting you yelled at me that I’m always in the way. And that Kit’s supposed to be on your side. Are you insecure about mine and Kit’s friendship ? Cause I can assure you it is nothing more than that.

I look at her.

J: I once was, when was 14. You always seemed so close and … I guess that fear was still buried somewhere. But I know that you want nothing from her, so we’re fine.

She nods and makes a knot in the Linen.

K: What are you doing  ?

We look at her.

J: What does it look like ?

K: Standing around. 

I walk to her.

J: Sorry that I didn’t want my Arms to hurt from Carrying our Child the Whole time. 

I take her Hand. We keep walking. But look back once we notice Elora's standing still looking back.

K: Hey. Come on.

J: We need you Up here.

She comes to us and we walk with the Sunrise. 

J: I’m gonna miss Twinkle-Toes.

K: Going from wanting to Kill him to being his best friend.

J: Ironic isn’t it.

I smile at her and then at Miles.

[mymommmy]

PART 1

PART 2

„Tommy just let me do this okay, it’s just a quick run to look for medicine. I promise you I’ll be safe, take care of that wheel and tell Maria I’m back soon.” With that she sat on the horse and rode away

“She always does what she wants to, my god. One day this will get her killed”

———————

“Shit, why can’t I find anything, can’t be possible.”

She search for anything at that point, even a can raviolis or beans would have done it. But no she found nothing.

“I hope I don’t need to eat you when it comes to it, Clarissa” Clarissa just bumped her head against her hand. “ let’s ride out a bit more, maybe we’re lucky.”

With that she rode further into the ghost town, buildings that crash into one another. The cinema she wished she could still go to. What would Joel’s favourite movie be? What movies could be made if the apocalypse didn’t happen? How’s Ellie, are both of them even alive?

“Stop torturing yourself y/n, Ellie is probably already at the fireflies and Joel is back at the QZ”

——————

“Yes I know him, he’s my brother”

“Hey Tommy”…

——————

“Maria y/n is back and she found some medicine and food” a women told her. “Thank you Leah, I will talk to her in a bit. Sorry Ellie I’ll be back in a minute”

Ellie couldn’t believe her ears, did she say y/n? Is it possible that her y/n is still alive and here? No, no joel said she’s dead. ” is it possible that I could see the horses again?” “Ehh, yeah shouldn’t be a problem. I’m on my way there anyways”

“What did you find?” A man asked the y/h/c “eh nothing much but is something, I actually found morphine and a few cans of beans and stew.” She turned around and couldn’t believe her eyes.

“Ellie?”

“Oh my god y/n, I missed you so so so much these last months, Joel said you were dead and and..” the little girl hugged her with everything inside of her

“Hey it’s okay I’m here, I’m here Ellie, alive and well” she strokes the hair on her head in a lovely and calm way.

“ I missed you too el’s, so much.” Ellie looked up to her “Joel missed you too you know, he..he talked in his sleeps. And he always says that he loves you too.”

“You both know each other?” Maria asked” eh yeah, I left my QZ with her and Joel, and we were split a few months ago when you guys saved me.” Y/n explained

“Talking about Joel, is ehm.. is he here? By any chance?” “Yes, he’s with Tommy right know, I’ll call him”

——-

“How has life been Joel?” Tommy asked his big brother, that looked almost as old as he was

“Well I’m still here right…” he was cut off by Maria over radio

“Hey Tommy, you and Joel should head back too us. Here is someone he should meet.” “Alright got it, heading back now” “come on let’s go”

“Any idea who it could be?” Joel asked, weirded out.

“No, no idea”

——-

“And then I jumped down and shot him.” “ how did you feel after?” “I was terrified, I thought I would have nightmares but I didn’t get any” “ I’m proud that you safed Joel sweetheart”

“So who is it that we should met? Thank god y/n your still alive, I hope you didn’t get hurt?” Y/n fell into laughter

“ I’m fine Tommy, I found some good things and didn’t need to fight of any infected.” “Good, oh by the way, this is my brother Joel.” Joel was flabbergasted, perplexed and his old heart was going 130 a minute

“Y/n?” “Hey Joel, good to see you old man” he pulled her into a hug that surprised anybody inside Maria’s office “you both know each other?” Tommy asked confused “they don’t only know each other, they love each other.” Maria whispered into his ear. “We’re gonna give you a minute, come Ellie I’ll show you around”

“You’re alive” “I’m alive” “ you’re here, in my arms” “ I am, my strong big man.” “ you will never ever leave my fucked side y/n, or I swear to everything inside of me I will kill myself” “I love you too Joel Miller”

“I thought I never get to say it, I love you too y/n l/n. Always and forever

The End

[twotwinks]

Hinata and Yuta!!!

my babies......i have been thinking about them So Hard today........rotating them in my mind forever

Hinata

Sexuality headcanon: i mean. everyone is enstars is gay right sdfkjhsd. i don't think it's something he gives much thought to though he is far too busy overworking himself and then staying up too late playing video games (he's just like me fr.....wait does that mean i can make him aro too)

Gender headcanon: cis boy (man? he's still a Baby to me i simply cannot handle the thought of him being 18 and a third year oh my god i'm gonna explode) but he's down for a little genderfuckery when the opportunity presents itself. i feel like he'd put "cis, any pronouns" in his bio but also i don't want to give the people who love misgendering characters when talking about their canon versions any more ammunition

A ship I have with said character: i will be honest, none! i just haven't seen much chemistry between him and any other guys. i know tetsuhina is pretty popular but i just don't really like tetora enough for that dkjdkj. i also like his relationship with sora as friendship only. so yeah, i'm not really interested in pairing him off with anybody! (wait is this more evidence for the aro take)

A brotp I have with said character: HINATA-AIRA FRIENDSHIP IS SO REAL AND IMPORTANT TO ME I THOUGHT I WAS GONNA DIE WHEN HINATA HUGGED HIM IN ROAD TO SHOW THEY WERE SO CUTE I WANT TO SEE THEM TOGETHER MORE OFTEN

A notp I have with said character: again, i am simply not invested enough in shipping him to really care sklhdfljk. i've already talked about tetsuhina and hinasora, i think the only other ship i really see consistently is hinahiiro which. i am too into hiiai for that too :laugh:

A random headcanon: he smells like a vanilla sugar cookie candle

General opinion over said character: MY SPECIALEST BABY BOY I'M CRY ABOUT HIM ALL THE TIME he never does anything right and he will never learn his lesson but he's trying so fucking hard and that's so important to me. god i want him to rest he's been going going going for almost his entire life he doesn't know how to stop any more he doesn't know how not to be a self-sacrificing big brother he doesn't know who he is anymore. i want to give him a hot chocolate and wrap him in a warm blankie and just let him sit and decompress for a while. and then i'm forcibly dragging him to therapy

Yuta

Sexuality headcanon: bi grayace! he's the biggest romantic ever but that's probably all he's interested in. give him a candlelight dinner and then go the fuck home

Gender headcanon: this may surprise people given how i'm talking in the rest of this list but TRANS GIRL. my trans yuta universe (yuuniverse?) lives rent free in my head she's so important to me i love her so much. i think it would just be a very cool conclusion to her search for identity arc and finally create a strong enough division between who is yuta and who is hinata that they'd both finally be able to fully realize themselves as individuals. however, as noted above in hinata's section, i also really can't stand misgendering the canon versions of characters, so you won't see me referring to yuta as a girl unless i am specifically talking about my trans headcanon.

A ship I have with said character: still nothing.....i think i am simply too invested in the twins' relationship with each other to have the headspace to think about shipping them with people. yuushino's pretty cute though!

A brotp I have with said character: i constantly wanna see more yuta and himeru interactions they both have the same similar sort of gentle polite vibe and also there's all the lovely Identity Issues

A notp I have with said character: again i simply Do Not Care dkdklsd. also i've really only seen him shipped consistently with shinobu which i'm fine with. i'm sure there are sora and tori and tsukasa shippers too but i'm very neutral on all of it.

A random headcanon: very strong. i think he could pick me up easy

General opinion over said character: ALSO MY PRECIOUS BABY OK HINATA MAY BE MY FAVORITE ON PAPER BUT THAT'S JUST A TECHNICALITY THEY ARE EQUAL IN MY HEART i think he's such a fascinating character because if you're on his good side he's one of the sweetest people you will ever meet. it's easy to forget sometimes though because there are a lot of people on his bad side and if you're on his bad side then He Wants You Dead. he will never forgive he will never forget it's just Violence all the time. He Contains Multitudes!!! he also needs therapy except unlike his brother i think he would willingly go so i don't need to drag him instead i will prepare a nice little treat for when he gets back and then he's getting blanketed too babey. i can poorly braid his hair while we talk it'll be great

[callsignscupcake]

Nick "Goose" Bradshaw x reader

Warnings:fluff, that's it

Words:around 1700-1800

I hope you'll like it!🥺🥹

-You ready Sunny? -called my best friend from downstairs.

-If you don’t stop calling me that, I won’t even look your way, not to mention accompany you to that stupid club! -You took a last look in the mirror, straightened your white dress, smiled at the bunch of bigger and smaller sunflowers that decorated it. When you first met Charlie and Mily they descried you as the human association of a sunflower. Tho you could see why, you were always smiling and laughing, always tried to look at the positive side of everything and because of your freckles, you did kind of look like one.

-We are gonna be late Sunny!!!! What are you doing for this long? - you jumped hearing Emily’s voice and decided to head down.

-I’m coming Mil!

-You better look like a mo-…wooooooooww…Girlyyyyyy you look stunnniinnngggg! Mamma Mia it will be a pain in the ass to keep the men off you! -she laughed

-Oh shut up Mil! You can’t complain either-you giggled while looking over her red dress.

-Why thank you ma’am! - she bowed-Anyways, let’s go, I’m pretty sure Char is already there!

-Off if yes, we are totally dead. -you both laugh and leave the house.

You decided on walking there and catching up since your classes at uni and her job prevents you from meeting regularly. You tell her about your studies and how your exams are stressing you and she tells you how annoying her co-workers are. After a good 15 minutes you arrive at the O’ Club. Before going in, she stops you.

-You need to now some things about this place. -she looks at you seriously

-…Alright..I’m listening.

-So…. this Club is always full of both aviators and civilians…and while that’s fine, you should look out for aviators…. most of them are in for a good time, not a long time…I am not saying that you can’t talk to anybody just please…don’t let yourself be fooled…-she awkwardly smiled at me

She was trying to warn you so your heart won’t be broken by any of the overly cocky pilots inside the bar. Both Charlie and her were like my big sisters and not just because they were older then you by 7 years, but due to your overly sweet, friendly and maybe even a tiny bit naive personality. If anyone tried something funny or tried to do you any harm, they were there (tho you aren’t THAT dependent on their help and guarding). You smiled at her sweetly.

-I will keep that in mind Mil, thank you for the heads up. - You both start giggling at the moment you just shared and then you enter the club.

As soon as you step in, you see that the club is in fact packed with people. You can recognize the aviators from their summer whites…. wow…there are so many of them…. it’s okay…they aren’t here for a long time but a good time…. let’s not let them break our hearts okay? We got this…huh….

While scanning g the crowd, you spot your other friend, Charlie and immediately relax a bit. You grab Mil’s hand and drag her through the horde of people to meet her. When you reach Char, you just give her a big hug.

-Well who might this beeee, it was time you arrive finally. -she made fun of you being late, tho she was totally joking judging by her laugh. Mill greeted her, you all got your drinks and went to a booth to talk and have fun.

After some time, you got up from the booth to get more drinks while the girls talked about some random topic that you didn’t have any idea about. Guess this is what being university student with navy officer best friends. At the bar you asked the bartender for the same 3 drinks. Suddenly you sensed a presence behind you and then you hear his voice.

-Another beer please, oh and I would like to pay for her drinks too. -you froze…. what?

-No..but I... -you turn and look up at him

-No buts Honey, at least let me do this please. -…Christ…….

It took a minute to take in the sight before you. A tall, handsome golden retriever stood in front of you in human form. His gentle eyes and sweet smile melted your whole existence. He had a cute moustache too. You are not a big fan of moustaches but his fit him so well you almost reached up to touch it. His voice is what brings you back from your daydreaming.

-Are you okay? Is something on my face? -he asks while he starts touching his face

-Oh...nonononono…I’m sorry I... I just…. ohm. This is my first time here and I don’t see aviators every day you know...-you smiled up at him while an awkward laugh left your lips.

-Oh well, then you can start with the best one…nah I’m just kidding, I am not the best. My name is Nick Bradshaw, but the others just call me Goose. -he extended his hand, you put your hand in his hand and he brought it to his lips to kiss it.

If you thought until now you were swooning…. you definitely did not see this coming. Oh you are so fucked. You haven’t even greeted each other normally and you are already in love. You tell him your name and softly take your hand away.

-So Goose is your callsign? -his eyes widen

-Ohm…yes, how do you know this? Please don’t tell me you are an admiral’s daughter…or an aviator too…-you just started giggling at this

-Oh my good no, I could never, I just know it because my best friends are in the navy…. shit…These drinks are for them. -you grab the 3 drinks swiftly and balance them while going to the booth. He is right behind you making sure you don’t trip.

When you reach the girls you put the drinks down in front of them and try hiding your blush and look normal.

-Sorry girls…. I... -but you can’t finish what you wanted say because Goose steps in

-Sorry Milly, Charlie, it was me who distracted her… I just couldn’t stop myself from getting to know this sweet little Honey, but I won’t cause any more trouble - he would already turn and go but he gets stopped by your friends.

-It’s okay Goosey, I’m actually happy it was you and not anyone else. -sais Emily.

Charlie is about to say something too but she stops as soon as she sees someone…and then we hear it.

-Goose, are you really chatting up women without me? Not to mention our Captain. -sais the shorter pilot…ooohhhh…this is the famous Maverick

-Oh shut up man, you have no right to judge me and you know it. -sais Goose in a teasing tone

-He is right Maverick. -sais Charlie while smirking at Maverick

-Oh really? -he answers flirtily while sliding in the booth next to Charlie

Goose motions for you to sit in the both. As soon as you do, he takes his place next to you and smiles at you. Oh my god this man is awakening more and more butterflies from second to another. He is such a gentleman, so sweet, and he feels like home. Okay you are going insane for sure…and you’ve been staring at him all this time…shit. You look away trying your best not to show your pink cheeks and heart eyes.

-Ohm…girls…could you accompany me to the restroom please?

-Sure girly-sais Emily

-Of course Sunny. -answers Charlie and we all go to the bathroom.

-Girls…. I… I don’t know what to d-…-I can’t finish my sentence due to Both of them cutting in at the same time

-What to do? Yeah we know…you are not the best at hiding it-they chuckle while you wish the world would swallow you whole.

-Hey... you don’t need to worry, he is a great guy, he is one of the few who you can trust with your heart –sais comfortingly Mil

Charlie just nods her head and comes to your side. She hugs you and starts rubbing your back.

-Just be yourself and try not to faint when he smiles at you alright?

-Is it that obvious? -you hide your face in your hands.

-Yeah, pretty much.

You take some deep breaths, look over yourself in the mirror and turn to them.

-Okay…let’s go! -they both smile at you and you get out of the restroom.

As soon as you’re in the bar area, you hear singing.

“You never close your eyes anymore when I kiss your lips”

Again, that gentle and sweet voice that you have grown to love since you started talking. You look up and see him and Maverick in front of everyone, microphone in their hands. Goose is looking at you and only you with such loving eyes, you could say yes at this holy moment. Him and Maverick are the ones singing the most but the crowd sings with then too. When Maverick sings, you know it’s to Charlie tho you don’t pay much attention to anyone and anything else then Goose. They put on a whole show, with a little choreography. He makes faces and poses that make you giggle and turn red again.

After they finish, everyone cheers for them but then go back to what they were doing before. You go to Goose and give him a big hug. You didn’t think, you just did it…and it feels amazing.

-Did you like it Honey? -he asks while still holding you in his arms

-Yes, it was really cute and funny. And you have a really nice singing voice too…definitely better then Maverick’s-you say while giggling and hiding your face in his chest. Suddenly, you get an idea. You push him away a little bit and immediately, stand on your tippy toes and press a sweet kiss to his lips. At first he is shocked but he soon circles your waist with his hands and kisses you back. From the background you can hear cheering but you don’t care anymore. You found home and you’re damn sure you won’t let it go.

After this none of you leaves the other for the rest of the night, both of you steel some kisses from each other and barely let go of each other. At the end of the night, he walks you home. At your door, you exchange some kisses and you plan to go on a lunch date the next day. You wish good night and say bye to each other, steal the last kisses of the day and you part ways.

You already know you won’t sleep much, tho when you start humming the song he sang to you, you don’t even realise but slowly relax and drift off to sleep and have dreams about your future with this beautiful, sweet and gentle golden retriever of a RIO.

@everyone from the discord chat and who would like to read it❤️♥️

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