#it is definitely one of my favorite things I’ve ever drawn.

[putawayurhalo]

Brainwashed

Pairing: Modern!Musician!Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader (use of she/her pronouns)

Word Count: 4k

Warnings: Way too fluffy for my usual style but you’re welcome :) ALSO AS ALWAYS I BARELY EDIT THESE THINGS SO TYPOS DEFINITELY HAPPENED SORRY!

Author’s Note: I actually wrote this weeks ago and I’m just now posting this so yeah... enjoy?

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“So is she here, yet?” Robin asks causing her best friend to jump slightly as he’s drawn out of his concentration of looking around. 

“Jesus Christ, Robin you can’t just sneak up on me!” Steve shouts at her as Robin smirks at him, crossing her arms.

“You two have only ever talked over Instagram dms, right?” Steve nods. “You’re so nervous, Dingus, it’s hilarious.” Robin laughs as she looks around the crowd for her own girlfriend, immediately recognizing the short girl with bright red hair standing next to a tall blonde and their curly haired best friend.

“Who’s only talked over Insta dms?” Eddie asks as he finishes tuning his guitar. Steve groans in response before picking up his own guitar and walking away from the duo towards Jonathan, their drummer. 

“You know (Y/N), right?” Robin asks Eddie who nods and replies with a “yeah she’s friends with Ivy.”

“Well Dingus here dmed her ‘Hey what’s up? Hello, I’m tryna meet ya.’ AND IT ACTUALLY WORKED!” Robin giggles as she picks up her bass.

Eddie whistles, “Damn Harrington, who knew you had game?” Eddie jokes, earning a laugh from Jonathan.

“It’s shocking that it even worked.” Jonathan jokes.

“Trust me I was shocked it even worked… and then shocked at the words that came out after, I didn’t even recognize myself after that.” Steve mutters as he tunes his guitar.

“What was it you even said? Because every girl I’ve seen you flirt with ends up running away after the first conversation you two have, yet you won’t show me anything past what I read that one time I took your phone from you because you weren’t paying attention to Dustin.” Robin questions her best friend. Steve opens his mouth to respond but is cut off by the lights dimming out front and the small crowd starting to cheer, “Saved by the bell again.” Robin groans before getting to her spot.

“Better not get distracted tonight, Harrington. We’ve all got girls to impress.” Eddie hits his shoulder jokingly as he makes his way to his spot.

“You guys did amazing tonight!” Ivy runs up to Eddie and hugs him, Eddie’s arm wrapping around her waist immediately. 

“Yeah, we weren’t the only ones who thought so.” Amelia smirks as she walks over to Jonathan, before turning to look over at where Dani stood talking to another girl.

“Is that her?” Eddie taps Steve’s shoulder, who was distracted with putting his guitar away. Steve slowly turns and his mouth drops open, he had looked for her the entire set but couldn’t quite find her, which seems to be for the better because who knows how many chords he would have screwed up if he took in the sight of her. 

“Oh! That’s (Y/N), she really liked your guys' set! Said you guys remind her of her favorite band minus the fact you have a bass player… whatever she meant by that.” Ivy trails off as she looks over at Steve, she smiles at the sight in front of her, “Go talk to her Steve.”

“About what?” Steve turns to look over at Ivy, “Just go over there and say ‘Ivy said you liked our set, said we reminded you of Waterparks’?” 

“I never said what her favorite band is called, Steve.” Ivy smirks at him, “Looks like she’s coming over here with Dani anyways, look alive sunshine.” 

“Guys, and my darling, this is (Y/N). (Y/N) this is Eddie, Jonathan, my girl Robin, and Steve.” Dani introduces the girl to the band, and she only giggles slightly.

“I already know Steve, he’s actually who told me about the show.” (Y/N) tells Dani before turning to the band, “But it’s still really nice to meet the rest of you. You guys are amazing, almost beat my favorite band for my favorite live show.” She smiles at them all brightly, before looking over at Steve.

“Well, it’s nice meeting you (Y/N) but Ivs and I actually have a date to get to but you’re more than welcome to any of our shows whenever you want.” Eddie smiles at her before patting her shoulder, leaning over to whisper something that Steve couldn’t hear, causing the girl to giggle and reply “No promises.” 

“So… Steve, want to go grab a drink at the bar?” She asks him pointing over at the bar with two fingers, Steve quickly nods and grabs her hand leading her over. 

“What do you want to drink?” He speaks to her for the first time that night.

“Oh, uh, a vodka cranberry would be nice.” She tells him. Steve flags down the bartender and orders both their drinks before turning to her.

“What did Eddie tell you?” Steve asks her, brushing a hand through his hair.

“He told me not to keep you up too late, said you have work in the morning.” She smiles up at him.

“Well… he’s not wrong but I wouldn’t mind you keeping me up all night.” Steve smirks at her before their drinks are handed to them. 

(Y/N) takes a sip of her drink before looking around, “This is awkward isn’t it?” She asks him suddenly.

“A little bit.” Steve chuckles lightly.

“Everything felt, I don’t know, easier? Over text, like I am so nervous right now, I mean look at my hand it’s shaking so much.” (Y/N) held up her hand to show Steve that her hand was indeed shaking. 

Steve put his drink down and grabbed her hand and started massaging it, “There’s this trick to getting your hands to stop shaking… learned to do it before I go up on stage so my hands don’t shake as bad when I’m up there… ta da!” Steve finishes and (Y/N) holds her hand up to see that it’s stopped shaking.

“Oh my God, you’re like some kind of God with your hands.” (Y/N) gasps realizing what she had just said, “Oh I don’t mean it like that… I mean I could if you want me to… I mean AGH!” (Y/N) immediately downs the rest of her drink and laughs nervously looking around the venue embarrassed at the words coming out of her mouth.

Steve slowly reaches his hand over to her chin, softly grabbing a hold of it and making her look at him, “(Y/N) relax, I found all of that cute.” He smiles at her as he watches her shoulders relax as she lets out a breath.

“Sorry I don’t know where that came from.” She tells him as she looks at him in the eyes, his hand not having moved from her chin. 

The duo stood there for what felt like a few minutes, telling each other jokes and (Y/N) asking about the lyrics in a few of his songs, when in reality it had been about two hours.

“Hey, Dingus!” Steve’s head turned towards Robin, “I’m glad you’re having a good time but could you please help us load the van, the venue closes in ten minutes and they want us out!” 

“Yeah! Give me a minute!” Steve shouts at her, “Give me five minutes I’ll be right back.” 

“Steve, it’s fine. I should probably get home, don’t want my mom freaking out that I haven’t texted her that I got home safe yet.” (Y/N) pushes off from leaning against the counter and grabs her water bottle, “I had a really good time, Steve, I will definitely be coming to another show.” 

“What if you didn’t have to wait for there to be another show?” Steve asks her.

“What do you mean?” She tilts her head in curiosity.

“We’re having band practice at my place on Thursday, the others’ girlfriends are almost always there unless they’re at work… it would be nice to have you there.” He tells her biting the inside of his cheek in anticipation of what she might say.

(Y/N) grabs a napkin and asks the bartender for a pen, she quickly writes down something before handing it to Steve, “Text me the address, I’ll be there.” She smiles at him before she kisses his cheek, “Goodnight, Steve.”

“Goodnight, (Y/N).” Steve replies quietly as he watches her walk away. Steve found himself wishing he had asked her to stay, maybe even go home with him and stay at least until the daylight, “Fuck, Steve, get it together it’s only been a couple of days.” He mutters as he walks over to Robin and Jonathan to help them load the van.

“Steve, dude, you’ve messed up the last few songs we’ve played. Is everything okay?” Jonathan asks Steve as they finish out a song where Steve completely fumbled on several chords. 

Steve turns to answer but his phone dings in his pocket, he pulls it out and groans before tossing on the couch that Ivy and Amelia sat on. “Oh he’s just got his panties in a twist. Isn’t that right, Buckley?” Eddie asks Robin with a knowing smirk.

“Yeah, Dingus here is waiting for a text from his precious (Y/N).” Robin teases him and sticks her tongue out.

“Guys stop teasing the poor boy.” Ivy interjects.

“Yeah babe, I think it’s cute that Stevie here is smitten. He deserves this… so who was that ding from?” Dani says as she walks out into the garage from grabbing drinks for everyone, tossing a water bottle towards Steve.

Steve just shakes his head before opening his water bottle and downing the whole thing. Dani looks over at Amelia and then down at Steve’s phone. Amelia immediately understands what Dani’s saying and picks up his phone, “Ah I see, a tweet notification from the one and only Waterparks. New song in a few days it seems?” 

“Seriously, Harrington, you put her favorite band on notifications? You’re such a simp, I wouldn’t even put Ivy’s country himbos on notifications if she held a knife to my throat,” Eddie began to laugh before turning towards Ivy, “Which she would never do because she’s a sweet angel who wouldn’t hurt a fly.” Eddie nervously laughs as Ivy’s expression switches from a glare to a big smile.

“It’s not just the band, Eddie, he even has their lead singer on notifications and got into his ‘secret’ private account since she couldn’t get in, he sends her screenshots of the tweets and links to the exclusive merch all the time. He’s so in love it’s gross.” Robin laughs.

“It’s not my fault they write good songs.” Steve mumbles as he fiddles with the pegs on his guitar. “Besides, I’d do it for any of you chuckle fucks.” 

“Sure you would Steve, how about you put Hardy on notifications for me?” Ivy asks him, with a knowing smile.

“Oh absolutely not.” Steve fires back, smiling at Ivy. “Besides, you can always threaten Eddie with that knife.” Steve jokes.

“Oh are we playing scary movie?  No please don’t kill me Mr. Ghostface I wanna be in the sequel.” (Y/N) giggles after she says it. Steve laughs a little too hard, before turning back to Robin out of (Y/N)’s view, eyes wide like he’s lost his mind. 

“Get it together Steve, it wasn’t that funny.” Steve thinks to himself before turning back to (Y/N).

“Speaking of Ghostfaces, Steve you okay? You look really pale right now.” (Y/N) asks as she walks towards him. Her hands immediately found his face. Steve’s full focus went on her and only her for a few moments getting completely lost in thought.

“Steve… Steve… babe, hello?” (Y/N) lightly taps his face, causing him to blink and shake his hand.

“Yeah, yeah, sorry I’m here. You were saying?” He asks her. 

Robin turns to Dani and mouths “Babe?” Dani shrugs and mouths back “I’ll tell you later.” with a wink. 

(Y/N) opens her mouth to respond when both hers’ and Steve’s phones ding at the same time, she sighs and pulls her phone out of her jacket pocket, “Oh it’s just Parx retweeting some fans about the snippet of the new song… what about yours?” She asks and Steve shuts his eyes tightly not really wanting to tell her that it’s her favorite band’s tweet notification. 

“Oh it’s the same notification, (Y/N/N).” Amelia smiles over at the duo, “Man really loves Waterparks now.” 

“You do?” (Y/N) questions him, a bright smile on her face and a look of pure excitement.

“Yeah… it’s a recent thing though, I think their songs are really good.” Steve mumbles out and (Y/N) nods along to what he’s saying. 

“Well… I didn’t come here to talk about my second favorite band, I’m here to listen to my new favorite band, the Ahoy Captains.” (Y/N) does a two finger salute and sticks her tongue out jokingly giggling after before stopping and biting her tongue and looking Steve over, “If that’s okay with you…” she trails off, her other hand falling from his face to lightly touching his chest.

“Oh you are going to be the death of me.” Steve whispers to her, it’s like she moved into his brain, it’s no longer his, she dropped her bags in and drew the blinds. “It’s perfectly fine with me, darling.” Steve smirks as he says the nickname.

(Y/N) hums trying to hide the effect the nickname had on her, “Where should I sit?” 

“My lap.” Steve thinks, “I think there’s room on the couch but if there’s not, I can always get you a chair.” He replied, nodding his head towards the couch the other girls sat on. 

(Y/N) looks over at the couch, “I’m sure there’s enough room on there for us all. If not I can always lay across the back of it like some kind of cat.” she jokes. 

Steve chuckles at this joke, “Dingus hurry up with the flirting some of us have work to get to soon!” Robin interrupts them and he nods and (Y/N) finally makes her way to the couch muttering a small “Sorry” as she passes Steve’s band mates before taking her seat.

The rest of band practice went smoothly, Steve had finally stopped fucking up the chords on their songs and Robin and Eddie shared looks with each other wondering where the hell this version of Steve came from. 

 “No no no Steve, Fuck About It and Self-Sabotage are about two different people, trust me.” (Y/N) laughs as the two of them lay on Steve’s bed, she’s looking up at the ceiling while he looks over at her. 

“But the lyrical connection?” Steve begins to question but is quickly cut off.

“Nooooo Steve you don’t get it, in Fuck About It he’s saying that the girl really doesn’t seem to like it when they talk but in Self-Sabotage he’s saying that if she likes when they talk he’ll dislocate his jaw because he doesn’t like it when they talk. It’s right there in the lyrics, babe.” (Y/N) turns to look at him, the two just staring at each other for a few moments, slowly inching towards one another before both their phones go off. 

Steve sighs and picks up his phone from beside him, “Oh hey, Brainwashed is out now.” 

“Oh shit it’s already midnight?” (Y/N) asks sitting up looking at the alarm clock on Steve’s nightstand. “Shit…” She groans before hiding her face in her hands, “My mom is going to flip. I haven’t texted her, she’s going to think you killed me or something.”

“(Y/N), calm down, darling.” Steve grabs her hands and moves them from her face, “First you’re going to text your mom and tell her your safe, then I’m going to get you a shirt and sweatpants for you to change into, and then we’ll listen to the new song and I’ll tell you goodnight and go sleep on the couch.” Steve tells her before standing up.

“Wait… no you’re not sleeping on the couch, Steve, absolutely not. You’re sleeping on your bed, I’ll take the couch.” (Y/N) beginning to argue.

“Nope, we are not arguing about this. You will sleep on this bed and that’s final darling.” (Y/N) sat quietly as she bit her lip and looked over at Steve as he got her clothes to change into.

“There’s also make-up remover wipes in the bathroom, they’re Robin’s so I don’t know how good they are…” Steve trails off as he walks back over to her.

“Thank you, I’m sure they’ll work.” She mumbles, “But you are sleeping on this bed, rather it’s with me or not, Steve. Understood?” She asks him as she stands up. “I’ll be back in like three minutes, get the song ready! I wanna hear this right away!” She shouts as she enters the hallway, unaware that she’s going to wake up Steve’s roommates/band mates. 

Steve smiles to himself and then sighs as he pulls the song up on his computer.. How is he going to ask her to be his girlfriend? He wonders as he pulls up Spotify and hoovers over the song title with the mouse.

“I’m back!” (Y/N) whisper shouts, “I forgot Robin and Eddie live here and Eddie was not happy when I was shouting as I walked past his room.” She walks over to Steve before sitting on his lap, “You’ve got the headphones?” 

Steve nods before putting her pair over her ears, the girl having insisted she bring over her pair of cat ears ones to leave there so she can hear the new songs he’s been working on, and then placing his own on and pressing play. Steve tapped his fingers on (Y/N) thighs as the song plays, (Y/N) however was making a complete fool of herself as the song plays, making different faces at certain lines and lip syncing the lyrics to the chorus having already known them from the snippet the lead singer had posted several times. Steve smiles as he watches her but as the song repeated and he listened to the lyrics closer he slowly came to the realization that he heavily relates to the lyrics. It was like Awsten had written about him and (Y/N), rather he meant to or not. 

Steve had stopped moving along to the song but (Y/N) hadn’t quite taken notice that he had reached for his phone as she kept listening to the song.

To Band Thingz: Guys we have a new song to learn :)

“(Y/N), oh my, you look so good!” Ivy shouts over the sounds of the opening band. (Y/N) smiles at the blonde girl before twirling around to show off her outfit.

“Oh Harrington is so gonna forget the words to all the songs as soon as he gets on stage.” Becky - Eddie’s sister - laughs and wraps her arm around Chrissy’s waist. 

“Guys stop, you’re making her nervous.” Dani tells the duo as she picks up on (Y/N)‘s hands starting to shake and the nervous lip biting she’s doing.

“It’s not too much is it?” She whispers to Dani.

“Girl, definitely not. The skirt is giving Sam Manson from Danny Phantom and between the two of us that was Steve’s favorite show growing up.” Dani winks at her, “Besides if he doesn’t like it I’ll grab Robin’s bass and whack him with it.” (Y/N) laughs, before hearing the crowd cheer one last time as the opening band exits the stage.

“Okay we have about fifteen to twenty minutes before they go on stage. Do you want to go get a drink?” Dani asks her before grabbing her hand and giving her no choice.

The duo get to the bar and it’s less noisy than the crowd, “Sorry for just dragging you, it gets so loud over there and I get overstimulated easily. They usually let us backstage but they told us no today for whatever reason. Vodka cranberry, right? I remember Steve mentioning it when he told me about your unofficial first date.” 

“Yeah…” (Y/N) nods her head lost in thought, “Yeah, that’s it. Thank you.”

The girls stood at the bar a little longer after getting their drinks before the lights dimmed, the duo made their way back to the small crowd, finding their way next to Ivy, Amelia, Becky, and Chrissy.

“Hey, do either of you guys know what song they’re covering tonight?” Ivy shouted over the cheering crowd.

“Probably Teenage Dirtbag again, you know Eddie’s obsessed with playing that when you’re at the shows.” Dani shouts back before finishing her drink. (Y/N) nods as she sips her before offering some to Becky who gladly takes it and chugs it.

The group dances and jumps around during the set and being the loudest fans they are were able to capture the band’s attention pretty fast.

“Okay so for our regular attendees to these shows we do, you know this is the part in the set where we cover a song,” Steve takes a sip of his water before closing the cap back up and setting it down, “And we still are but this one needs a special introduction, because for the first time in forever we aren’t playing Teenage Dirtbag.” Steve jokes, Robin laughs away from the mic and Eddie flips him off. 

“This song is actually, pretty new, was only released last week but this very special girl loves it and she’s here tonight so… uhhhh… here’s Brainwashed.” Steve nervously chuckles before the band starts playing the cords, and he gets the crowd to start clapping to the beat before he begins to sing the lyrics. 

(Y/N) stares at him in shock as he looks over at her with a smirk after he sings ‘Why do I think you’re so cool?’. “What are you doing (Y/N), get up there!” Amelia nudges her and Becky quickly kisses Chrissy’s cheek before grabbing (Y/N)‘s shoulders and leading her through the crowd.

“Sorry, excuse us, the himbo singer needs to see this one.” She mumbles to the crowd as she pushes them out of the way, by the time they get to the front the band was already to the bridge of the song, Steve had stopped playing his guitar and had grabbed the mic off the stand and leans down towards (Y/N), as Jonathan gets the crowd clapping, Robin and Eddie singing background vocals.

Steve turned leaning the microphone towards (Y/N) encouraging her to sing the chorus with him as it was coming up, “I can’t sing Steve you know this.” He points at his ears before reaching his hand out to her, lifting her up on stage with the help of Becky. 

“Now I’m having those same thoughts, can’t stop, thinking you got me brainwashed.” Steve tilts the microphone towards her as he continues singing the line “I’m see through, need you, why do I think you’re so cool?” 

(Y/N) rolls her eyes before singing the chorus with him, “Everything’s clean except for my thoughts, thinking about me getting you off.” She giggles slightly as Steve wraps his arm around her, “It’s been a week I’m still at your house, I don’t want to leave, it's freaking me out.” They finish off the song before Steve kisses her forehead, taking out one of his in-ears and whispering to her, “meet me after the show?” 

(Y/N) nods before turning to go to the side of the stage to get off, Steve watches her before turning back to the microphone stand and putting the mic back in, he’s about to put his in-ear back in when he hears his name called, he turns back towards where (Y/N) stood, “Yeah?”

She walks up to him and pulls him into a kiss, Eddie dog whistles and Robin cheers very loudly into her own mic, causing the couple to giggle as they pull apart, “I think I’m in love with you.” Steve says out loud, the mic picks it up and the duo’s eyes go wide.

And that’s how I ended anywayssss love you guys enjoy this!

[ghost-proofbaby]

I would love a Getting to Know Eddie with your coffee shop blues Eddie. (I’ll let Abi ask for Maroon). 😘

(oh i don’t think i could tell abi much more about maroon eddie than i already have. the space under my desk when im writing maroon literally has her name on it <3)

alright. so. COFFEE SHOP BLUES EDDIE. first and foremost, that eddie is from my purely self indulgent barista!au for those of you who don’t know. for legal reasons, it’s totally not based on true experiences or a very real company. totally not. for legal reasons. but, the entire premise is this eddie entirely untouched from the upside down — non-canon compliance so we can be happy for once baby ! — and just playing around with who he is without all that. he gets the job as a barista, he’s a damn pessimist, and- well, i liked to play around with what would happen if he was the grumpiest barista to ever exist and got reality checked by a sunshine-incarnate barista. and, spoiler alert, the boy would probably melt. he does melt.

my inspiration is drawn entirely from uh… well… can i have a lawyer if i admit this? nah im just kidding he’s based on my own experiences! and contrary to what plenty of people have said to me (if i had a nickel every time said they imagine me as reader i’d be far richer than i am which makes me so 😭), eddie is the character based around me. i think he’d react very similarly to how i do most of the time at work. being grumpy, being so easily inconvenienced by every small thing, always huffing and puffing and wanting to be better. and i think reader is what i’d like to be. at the end of the day, it’s just a nice way to romanticize life, i guess. <3

my favorite headcanon that i’ve never shared in the story is that everyone actually finds that he’s very good at his job. it’s emphasized he isn’t necessarily friends with the other baristas, and there’s a whole lot of him internally comparing himself to the people he thinks do the job better (*cough* reader *cough*), but that whole “i can do better. i have to do better” mentality has led him to being quite good at the job actually. he puts himself down, says he isn’t that good, etc. but he is. customers like that feline grumpiness (the girls that come in regularly for frappucinos in the afternoon are always secretly hoping he’s there, definitely living their ‘i can fix him’ fantasy despite reader already having set sail on that boat), his coworkers admire him albeit they get a lil scared of him due to resting bitch face, and all that. he makes a mean fucking cappuccino. his drinks always just taste better. he’s just good. he’ll never admit it, but damn is he good at his job.

on a casual day, this man is living in comfy clothes. big band tees, plaid pajama pants or sweats. the only time he puts on jeans these days is when he works. which, i mean, listen — he works often. he lives his days by what shift he has, not by days of the week. weekends are nonexistent to him. he’s earned some damn comfort when he’s just at home, ya know? (also, most of his clothes that aren’t graphic tees or comfy pants just stink of coffee these days. ugh.)

his favorite food is probably the cake pops at work. he’s a sweet tooth fiend with them. someone accidentally breaks one when opening the packages? oh no !! he’ll take that off their hands. all of his free food mark outs? 50% cake pops. he’s on food? he’s definitely accidentally bagging and slipping one or two off to the side for himself. sometimes coworkers will try to convince him when he’s on the food position to slip them a free cake pop as well, and every time, he’s flipping them the bird and a quick “steal on your own time, bud”. (unless it’s reader. unless it’s sunshine. then, he’s caving, handing over the birthday cake pop he just marked out for himself without second thought. even if he rolls his eyes as he does it — he’d give her the world if she just asked).

his family situation is pretty close to canon — wayne. and obviously he has hellfire, he has corroded coffin, but all of those are just… small things. he’s finally graduated in this universe, so hellfire doesn’t meet as often. corroded coffin’s members are still in their senior year, so sometimes studying for a calculus test is overriding band practice for them. which i mean, was a bummer and led to him needing a distraction like a part time job (also — money) but it’s all good now, cause he gets to bug Sunshine on his days off when he’s bored. they’ve definitely exchanged numbers, and they’re definitely sending each other an obligatory dumb meme a day. sorry, i don’t make the rules.

he likes pop music. don’t ever ask him about it, he denies it, but Sunshine got him into all those radio hits. he’ll find himself humming along to the radio at work constantly too. and, the one time he and Sunshine worked a very rare, LITERALLY only happened once close together, they definitely were belting out britney spears’ “hit me baby one more time”, dancing around the closed stores and eddie using the mop as a mic while Sunshine tried to stock up all the cups. the shift on duty was unamused, to say the least.

he’s pretty pessimistic in all avenues, but there’s something deep inside of him that’s just a bit hopeless romantic. especially after meeting Sunshine. he listens to her prattle about her romance books all day, and he hates the fact that he finds himself smiling at some of those different scenarios she’s gushing about. but it’s cute, okay? besides, it’s only giving him more ideas about how to wow his favorite barista. sex, on the other hand, he’s still pretty bland on. he’s had one or two one night stands, names he’s forgotten at the Hideout after shows, and he’s not really got the energy to be some sex-crazed fuckboy. listening to his coworkers’ hookup stories and relationship problems work pretty well to remind him he could be doing far worse (but if anyone were to ask him what he thought of Sunshine in that context? oh. oh the poor boy. the scary dog facade fades, and his ears have never been pinker as he’s stuttering about having to grab something from the back that he just stocked. he’s just grateful she never seems to have her own escapades to talk about — he probably wouldn’t survive the world-ending jealousy that would cloud his vision.)

pessimistic. so so pessimistic.

a couple months ago, he would have said his room. alone. or practicing with cc, on his guitar. or behind his dm screens, watching as his little sheep panicked over the latest twist he’s revealed for his current campaign.

but now? maybe he’s just gone soft, but the first place he thinks of is a rainy afternoon in the back of his van, his head in Sunshine’s lap as they listen to the slight drizzle bounce off the roof. he swears if he closes his eyes, he can still feel her fingers against his scalp.

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JO. JO. I DON'T HAVE THE ORIGINAL POST FOR THIS. I DON'T KNOW WHAT PARAGRAPH IS ANSWERING WHAT PROMPTS. but honestly, even now that i'm free of the siren, i wanna post this. i love prattling on about our little grumpy barista. i luv him.

[phxntomsdusk]

Valentine’s day with my bursonas

note; these are just a bunch of bursonas i technically made!! hope you all enjoy <3

warnings: mentions of death (klepto!wilbur), goth!wilma with a fem!reader, other than that fluff fluff fluff !!

tags: @ax-y10 , @joviepog , @pheliiaa , @idontreallyexistyet , @rqvii , @vibestillaxxx , @ivvees-blog , @average-vibe , @lillylvjy , @haunted-headset , @toastyliltoasts41 (ask to be added!)

Klepto!Wilbur:

this man doesn’t even know what the holiday is. he’s been dealing with death for so long, the poor guy never realized you celebrated love!

the first time he realized it was a thing was when he found you upset about it, crying saying you were never gonna receive flowers or candy again, because well, you had died—!

he got to work immediately. he bought you roses, holding back the urge to make them black of course. got you your favorite candy after questioning you, and set up a small picnic spot in the woods.

sure, it was a bit scary, but that’s all he really knows

he even got a raven to befriend you and follow you around everywhere, claiming it was protection

“wilbur.. there’s a crow on my head.” you awkwardly pointed up towards the black bird, furrowing your brows at him. “my love, that’s a raven. and it’s for protection! you can never be too careful in the afterlife.” he smile lightly, before planting a kiss on your cheek.

now, if you had gotten him things? he would lose it

you’d never seen him cry, but this definitely would make him bawl..

just knowing that someone truly loves him for who he is, even with what he does for a living, he can’t help it!

at the end of the day he’ll be happy whether it’s him getting you things, or you getting him things. as long as he gets to spend the day sharing his love for you, he’ll be more than happy

Softball!Wilma:

this damn girl is going ALL out for you

she’ll buy cliche and cringy softball themed valentine’s day gifts, mostly giving you those during the week leading up to valentine’s day

but on THE day?? be prepared ..

you’re getting flowers, candy, teddy bears, baskets, gift cards, everything you can imagine!!

if she’s taking you on a date, she’ll wait to give you everything, taking you back to her house afterwards and telling you to close your eyes before entering her room..

“are we there yet?” you groaned as you nearly stumbled over the stairs again, a hand stretched out as you frantically tried to find a door or wall. “yes, yes.. open your eyes, love.”

you did as you were told, seeing her bed decked out in heart shaped things, red and pink, balloons, stuffed animals, candy and such. your jaw dropped, slowly turning to look at her.

“you’re joking..” you spoke quietly, watching her chuckle and shake her head, before wrapping her arms around you and kissed you softly. “i’m not. i love you, and you deserve it.”

now, if you got her stuff? she’s not expecting it!

she’s only ever gotten those yearly stuffed animals from her mom, that always end up tucked away in a bin under her bed or in her closet..

but if you got her like a basket with gift cards, some stuff she can use during games like eyeblack or maybe heart pattern bat grip, she’s losing it!

you’re being tackled with a hug, attacked with kisses and thank yous, she won’t shut up about how much she loved and appreciates you

and for a date? you guys are going to apple bee’s, there’s no denying it. she’s a softball girl, apple bee’s is their holy grail

Baseball!Wilbur:

so if we go based on the series accurate lore- he’s the one buying things in hopes you finally go out with him

it’ll start at a practice, he’ll bring you a small bag with a note, candy, bracelet or necklace, and a small teddy bear <3

the note will be all romantic, with a heart drawn at the end

dear y/n,

you know i’ve been head over heels for you for.. months now. you’ve been on my mind 24/7 ever since i first set eyes on you. i know you don’t like me and don’t show signs of it, but i still wanted to treat you today :)

love, wilbur <3

of course he watched you as you read the letter, and seeing you smile has his heart racing

he approached you after the practice, blurting out how pretty you are, asking if you wanted to go out with him, to which you had to shut him up with a kiss <3

safe to say he had a valentine !!

Goth!Wilma:

okay, she’s goth, she doesn’t love the color pink and all the bright hearts everywhere

but for her girlfriend? she’ll spend her money on some colors for once <3

it’ll start with something small like a brown stuffed bear holding a bright pink heart, and when she saw your face light up she knew she had to do it again

she started bringing you more heart shaped and pink gifts, little notes about how much she loved you, and even gave in to wearing some colors when she took you on a date !!

“do i have to wear the pink shirt?” she sighed as she stared at it in your bedroom mirror, pulling the ends down a bit. “for me? we’re matching, it’s cute!” you smiled widely, walking close and wrapped your arms around her, placing a few kisses on her cheek. “fine.. just this once. only ‘cause i love you, doll.”

she did feel a little embarrassed out in public wearing the shirt, but with your bubbly smile she decided to forget about all the stares

she’d take you to either an ice cream place or a cafe, spoiling you with whatever you wanted, as long as you paid her back in kisses <3

and that night would be spent cuddling the stuffed animals she got you, with her wrapped around you like a koala

[galaxygolfergirl]

Some of my favorite Helsa fan arts I’ve done throughout the years (dates are in the alt text).

I’ve been thinking about this ship recently, especially its place in the fandom, and I have some thoughts (read below)

Ever since I was roped into this franchise 10 years ago, I think I’ve almost always drawn Hans with a beard. Primarily, it was because I felt that if he ever did show up again in Frozen media, he would be more weathered and unpretentious about his appearance since dropping his facade in the first film. Also because I just thought he would look better with more facial hair (it’s a me thing).

As for Elsa, I’ve never been consistent in drawing her, as it was hard for me to read her animated model, what with her huge eyes and baby nose, as normal, so that’s evolved over the years to a happy medium where it still reads as Elsa, but also reads as human with normal face proportions.

As to why I’ve shipped helsa all these years? Hans and Elsa are two sides of the same coin to me, the main difference being that one of them succumbed to their worst intentions and desires, while the other freed themselves and learned to embrace love and peace in their life. Both were isolated during their childhoods, resulting in years of loneliness, misery, and bitterness; both try to appear poised and reserved, hiding their inner self-loathing; both are intelligent and cunning, both have a definite aggressive streak, and both have interesting chemistry in their very few scenes together. Hans seems to be the only one on equal footing with Elsa who can get through to her throughout the film, mainly for his own ambition, of course, but it intrigued me to see even all these years later how compelling their interactions are.

Why would he sympathetically plead, “don’t be the monster they fear you are,” and stop her from killing those two guards? If he was planning on killing her, why would he go to her and ask if she could stop the winter? Why does he look shocked, almost sad when she tells him that she can’t, like he’s regretting having to kill her? It’s moments like these that paint these characters with more nuance than meets the eye.

I’ve always thought after the first movie, there was definitely potential for a more nuanced and interesting story if Hans were to return. Not simply for revenge, but rather an “enemy of my enemy is my friend” situation, where Frohana would have to work with Hans somehow to fend off an invading force or adversary, like the Southern Isles, to stick it to his family. He and Elsa would be adversarial, for sure, but through forced cooperation, they could open up and become more vulnerable with one another. The amount of angst and turmoil over their feelings for one another would be doubly engrossing. The drama would be incredible.

Now listen: I don’t really expect any of that to happen. I got off the Helsa or die party bus years ago and I’m just mainly enjoying it as it’s own non-canon concept. Believe me, I would love it if it did happen, god willing and the creek don’t rise. But really, when you get down to it, these are movies marketed at little girls, and I don’t think it would really go that far. It’s not easy to come back from holding a sword over a girl’s head, as quoted by Santino Fontana himself.

I grew up with this fandom, I started all the way back in middle school 10 years ago, and this has been a definite learning experience for me in separating the extrapolated world of fan-fiction and the reality of a pg animated musical. I’ve grown up and my expectations are different, and now I understand that canon doesn’t mean shit. I beg, do not take any of this seriously. Just because it has the Disney trademark slapped on it does not mean it’s the end all be all of a story. Stories are fluid things that adapt and evolve in each of the hands they pass through. No one interpretation of a story or a character or a relationship has to be “the right one,” and not every character has to sit on a black and white scale of moral dichotomy, there are always shades of gray.

I’m not saying all of this to be deep about a ship between a Disney princess and a Disney villain that I got into when I was 13, believe I know it’s not that deep. I’m saying this because I’ve lived through fandom and set myself up with false expectations, only to be disappointed. Hell, I took a break from helsa for a solid 3 years because of how burnt out I was. It’s far too easy to dissociate from the text and treat fanon as canon; you’re just setting yourself up to be disappointed. Just let it be its own thing! Like I said, canon does not mean shit! Don’t take things so seriously! Feel free to tell your own stories!

Anyways, I still love this ship, or at least the version I came up with in my head, because I am a storyteller, and I saw potential in these two that could be realized through other means. It doesn’t matter to me if it’s canon or not. Just enjoy it as it is.

[ugh-yoongi]

Jewel, I know your requests are closed but I desperately need to hear your thoughts on who in BTS would do this: https://www.tumblr.com/writing-prompt-s/739417828719034368/you-a-powerful-demoness-have-just-been-summoned

and why is it Namjoon (the potential for crack with this 148 IQ man who is also way more innocent than we think acc to one park jimin just takes me out)

i'm so sorry it took me so long to finish and post this but thank you so much for sending it bc i have been cackling about this scenario ever since.

the prompt: you, a powerful demoness, have just been summoned to earth. this man, this human, wants you to pretend to be his girlfriend for a few days so his parents will get off his back about it.

the gang summons a demon

pairing: namjoon x f. reader genre: supernatural au; crack warnings: reader is a demon and engages in demon behavior, swearing, namjoon makes mention of not being straight, heteronormative parental expectations, jk learns about arcane things on tumblr (which is not an original idea; i read a fic ages ago where taekook are tumblr witches but i cannot find it, so credit to that author or whoever came up with it first), unedited so any mistakes are mine. rating: e for everyone wordcount: 2k

It’s been years since you’ve been to Earth—even longer since you’ve been to South Korea.

“I haven’t been here since 1910,” you say, staring at the gobsmacked man across from you. He’s tall, with tanned skin and a bleached buzz cut; a smattering of tattoos dotting his toned arms—whites and rich hues of blue, imitations of some kind of ceramic art, you think; a golden hoop through his nose; cheeks with dimples so deep you’re sure they’ll crater. “People here definitely didn’t look like you back then, so I’m going to assume we’re pretty far into the future.”

“It’s 2024,” he answers, seemingly still a little dazed. He’s staring at you with wide eyes, jaw dropped. Normally it’s nice to be looked at like that, with all the reverence and awe you deserve, but Earth is not your favorite place to be. Doesn’t even crack the top fifty, if you’re being honest. “Did you say 1910? As in the beginning of the—”

You sigh. “Uh-huh. Hey, if you wouldn’t mind hurrying this up, I’ve got things to do.” The man continues staring. Could be a trick of the light, but you think he’s turning paler by the second.

Minutes tick by. Nothing but silence.

“Are you even listening to me?” you snarl, quickly losing patience you were never given. “I said I’ve got shit to do. My schedule’s booked solid for the next eight centuries, so I really don’t have time to be dilly-dallying in mundane human affairs. Your problems are always so boring.”

More silence.

Which is irksome, sure, but what’s worse is this stupid fucking circle you’re trapped in. Drawn crudely on the floor of (seemingly) this human man’s actual apartment, which would’ve told you all you’d needed to know, if you’d taken ten seconds to take in your surroundings upon first being summoned. This place has got books stacked floor to ceiling in every available inch of space, but you’re certain this person is a fucking idiot.

“Hello?”

The man shakes his head. “Oh, sorry, I just—I’m Namjoon? Kim Namjoon.”

“I don’t care.”

“Right, right.” He sucks in a deep breath. “Well, you’re probably wondering why I summoned you here today”—you roll your eyes—“and, uh.” Namjoon scratches at the back of his neck, anxiety oozing from every pore on his body. Definitely paler. “I am too, to be honest.”

“You what—”

“I didn’t mean to!” Namjoon hurriedly adds, all of that anxiety shifting quickly into pure panic. “It’s just—it was a joke! Mostly! Jeongguk said it as a joke, because everything he says is a joke, and I should’ve known that, but—I don’t know! I’ve tried everything else, and the longer its gone on the more desperate I’ve become, and suddenly what Jeongguk said as a joke didn’t sound so much like a joke anymore! I’m sorry! I didn’t think it’d actually work!”

It takes your brain a minute to translate and decipher the useless slush that just came out of his mouth, but when it does… oh, when it does, you feel absolutely murderous. “You summoned me as a joke?”

Namjoon must see it, too. There’s no way you’re looking cool, calm, and collected right now, because you’ve seen the faces of others that have witnessed your wrath, and they were almost always on the brink of (if not outright) shitting their pants. This stupid, clueless human in front of you doesn’t appear to be faring much better.

So you continue, just to watch him squirm. “Do you have any idea who I am?”

“Um,” comes his brilliant response. “Yes?”

“And who am I?”

He holds up his pointer finger and digs through the back pocket of his jeans. Pulls out a crumbled scrap of paper, nearly soiled from ass sweat and time, and his eyes squint as he tries to read it. “I—well, it’s probably not an accurate translation, you know, since—”

“What does that piece of parchment say, Kim Namjoon?”

“Nothing,” he lies. “I can’t read it anyway, so… a-haaa…”

Patience officially worn thin, you snap your fingers, delighting in the startled shriek that escapes him as the paper goes up in a plume of smoke. “I am going to give you one chance to be honest with me,” you explain slowly, leveling him with a look. “Who do you think I am, and why am I here?”

Namjoon pales further. Looks like he’s trying to melt right through the floor into a puddle of useless slush, and you’d be more than willing to speed up the process if it weren’t for this god forsaken demon trap.

“Can I—can I sit down for this?”

Kim Namjoon, you learn, has a friend named Jeon Jeongguk.

Jeon Jeongguk, you also come to learn, has learned magic from a website called Tumblr.

“There, uh. There are definitely blogs for that sort of thing,” Namjoon explains, tattooed fingers scratching at the back of his neck. He takes a very quick glance at you. “Clearly not very accurate ones.”

You hum. “That’s the only smart thing I’ve heard you say since I showed up in this shithole.”

Namjoon gawks. “Hey, my apartment isn’t a shithole! It’s the best I could afford, alright? There was just an article in The Business Times about how archaic of a system jeonse is—”

“Uh-huh. And this… website?”

Namjoon goes red. Coughs into his fist. “Oh, right, yeah. I’m gonna be honest with you—”

“I already said that—”

“—my parents are coming to visit from Ilsan in a few days and I need a girlfriend.”

You blink. Once, twice, three times. Long enough to replace the rug that had been pulled from under you, because you’re pretty sure you heard this human man allude to having summoned you so you can pretend to be his girlfriend.

All things considered, you’re impressed by how calm you are. This is not a trait most demons have, you especially, and it makes you nostalgic for the days you used to rip men apart limb by limb for less.

“Are you insane?” you ask simply.

“In my defense,” he explains around a wince, “Jeongguk said it was a love spell.”

“A love spell.” Namjoon nods. “And you wound up summoning a demon.”

“It… appears I may have done that, yes.”

“And you want a demon to meet your parents?”

“I mean… when in Rome, right?”

“I’ve committed at least four-hundred and sixty-seven separate atrocities there, so no, probably not when in Rome.”

Namjoon’s jaw drops. He tucks his knees closer to his chest. “Christ, that’s a lot. How did you have the time?”

“I’m immortal,” you deadpan.

“Right, right. Anyway, to answer your question: yes.”

Your eyes narrow. “How bad are your parents that you’d want me to meet them?”

“They’re fine, mostly. I just… am not what they expected in a son? Like, I have the hair and the tattoos and I dropped out of my engineering program in university to pursue art and poetry, so the least I could do is find a wife and settle down and give them grandchildren, but I don’t even know if I want to ever settle down. I’m also not… heterosexual? Entirely? Do you see that a lot—”

You sigh. “Misconception. Not to launch you into some kind of existential crisis, but the gods really don’t give a shit who you humans sleep with.”

“Gods? As in plural?” You snap your fingers. Namjoon’s fingers immediately go to his temples. “Damn, I have a really bad migraine all of a sudden.”

“Yeah, that was me.”

“What’d you do?”

“Made you forget something.”

“Oh. What’d I forget?” It takes a second. “Oh, right, yeah. Um. What was the last thing I said?”

“Your parents wanted you to be an engineer and have a ton of kids but you like art and also not-women, sometimes.”

He flushes again. “I—yes.”

You sigh, arms crossed over your chest. All you want to do is sit down, or open a window. This apartment smells far too strongly of patchouli. “Look, I haven’t been to this place in a long time, but surely you aren’t undesirable by your society’s standards.”

“Are you saying I’m attractive?”

You scowl. “No. I’m saying there had to have been easier ways of doing this, and also can you open a window?”

“It’s February.”

“That means nothing to me.”

“It’s really cold outside.”

“I’m literally from Hell. Go put on a sweater, then.”

With a roll of his eyes, Namjoon stands and moves to the window. Cracks it open a millimeter, just enough for the cold to seep in, before he’s stalking off toward—you’re assuming—his bedroom. You think he’s shoving a garment over his head when he calls out, “You know, you’re really fucking bossy for someone stuck in a trap.”

You vow to kill him as soon as you’re free.

It isn’t often you’re held hostage.

Usually you can spot a trick coming a thousand miles away, but since Namjoon hadn’t meant to summon you at all, you’d been caught unawares. Doomed to be stuck in a demon trap, just like he’d said, which meant you didn’t have a ton of bargaining power.

At least that’s what you’re telling yourself, because as you sit across from Namjoon’s parents at some fancy restaurant, you aren’t convinced he isn’t a crossroads demon himself.

“So,” his mother begins, turning her attention to you, “what do you do for work?”

Namjoon elbows you beneath the table, giving you a silent warning to stick to the script. You’re only here under threat of force—because Jeongguk had stopped by Namjoon’s apartment, saw you in the summoning circle, and nearly fainted before going back to Tumblr to find a binding spell.

Except that one wasn’t great, either, because it only bound you and Namjoon together for three days instead of forever. And, as penance for all the chaos you’ve sown across the universe, Namjoon’s parents’ visit fell within that time frame, so here you are.

Out to dinner. With humans.

You’re pretending to be someone’s girlfriend.

You’re in for the most embarrassing ribbing of your existence once you’re home.

“I work with idols,” you respond, as convincingly as possible, because Namjoon had thought it’d be really funny. Get it? he’d said. Like false idols? You hadn’t laughed. “It’s very secretive, of course, but—”

You don’t finish your thought, because Namjoon’s mother looks delighted: face lit up with mirth, smile blinding, eyes half-lidded under the weight of her happiness. “Oh, how exciting! Has he told you he used to do performances to old H.O.T songs? Namjoonie, what was that one song you liked—”

“Eomma, please—”

“Wasn’t it ‘Candy’?” Namjoon’s dad offers from behind his menu. It’s the first thing he’s said all evening.

Namjoon whimpers, foregoing all social decorum and lectures on posture to sink further in his chair.

You do not, under any circumstances, feel a hint of fondness.

(Which dissipates not even twenty-four hours later.

“The blog was deleted,” Jeongguk says, eyes wide as saucers. “I—the blog is gone, I don’t know how to—”

“What do you mean the blog is gone?” The poor kid is overcome with panic and fear, tries to stutter out a response that makes no sense to you at all through his sobs. “Jeon Jeongguk, what do you mean the blog is gone?”

“I—it’s—I had it bookmarked, I swear! Once the binding spell wore off I was gonna send it to Namjoon hyung so he could send you back, but the blog is gone so the post is gone, too. I don’t—what do I even search for—oh my god, please don’t kill me, I think I’m having a panic attack, I’m gonna—”

And then this human man vomits all over your feet. Namjoon sighs as he goes to fetch a bucket, and you think it’ll be a miracle if any of these people—yourself included—live to see the end of the week.)

[marwhoa]

request: okay soooo… i was wondering if you could write something abt the reader (gn please) being introverted??? and despite their shyness and quiet disposition, they’re drawn to more outgoing people?? (basically me irl lmao) any character from ouran & tmnt is good!!

🝮 “ high school sweethearts ”

hikaru hitachiin x reader

author’s note: i’m hungry and just realized i wrote this whole thing without putting on my glasses. Originally i was gonna write this for kasanoda then i was like “wait, he’s not so outgoing, he’s shy and easily embarrassed” then i looked at Hikaru and was like “… prankster… that’s outgoing… even though he can be a little.. immature” then i was like waaaaait i’ve read a bit of the manga, and he does change a bit!! so here’s my excuse at getting to write a casual hikaru x reader uwu

word count: 1.6k

The two of you had met during cooking class. He was always surrounded by all kinds of friendly faces, and you wanted to be one of them too! So, when he was assigned your cooking partner, you were secretly over the moon with the chance to hang out with him more one-on-one.

Unfortunately, it kind of seemed like didn’t feel the same. While getting ingredients ready, with everyone else distracted, he seemed to be… very focused on his side of the work instead. This made your lips tighten into a bit of a frown. There wasn’t even a chance to introduce yourself and he already disliked you? Harsh..

“ Y/N, can you hand me the onions? “

Hikaru asked, pointing at the onions you had diced up. Absentmindedly you nodded, handing it off and going to rub your increasingly-teary eyes—what? it was disheartening to fail so early on, don’t judge!

But, you were shocked. For two reasons.

1.) Did he just say your name? He knows your name? How? It wasn’t like you had friends in this class—acquaintances yes, and they knew your name because, well, you were pretty nice. Well liked, just not popular. Kindness gets you that status, I suppose!

2.) He had grabbed your hand before it touched your eyes. A little “ eep “ had escaped you with how fast it happened.

“ Hi… Hitachiin-kun …? “

“ Hikaru’s fine, but Y/N be careful. You didn’t wash off your hands. “

He pointed at the onion and you couldn’t help but connect the dots with fright. That would’ve burned! And been so embarrassing! So obviously you hastily washed your hands as an awkward silence slowly whirled between you both. Alright, so THAT was your first impression… At least you got a chance to fail this time…

You have a heavy sigh, continuing to chop up and dice ingredients, handing it off to him. With your head down, you were missing the smile he gave each time—and also didn’t see how it lessened with each hand-off.

Hikaru, on the other hand, was currently thinking of ways to get you to not be so cold. Classic two-sided misunderstanding! He opted for a casual approach, hoping it would stir something between you both.

“ So, have your chefs ever made this before? “

“ Ratatouille? “

You answered with a bit too excited of a voice, surprising even yourself. He was talking to you, after that? Albeit small talk, but still something!

“ Oh—! Um, well, probably once before. Not sure if I would call it a favorite enough to request it of them, though. Usually I let my chefs decide the menu. ”

Hikaru laughed, pulling a smile from you. You were starting to make more eye contact, and definitely couldn’t have missed how he brightened at that.

“ That’s fair. I send plenty of requests to my chefs—usually asking for soufflé pancakes or to surprise me with something spicy. “

You had began making your sauce, seasoning and sautéing the vegetables.

“ Pft, does your brother enjoy that, too? “

“ Obviously, it’s the twin-sense. “

He teased, sliding a few stray onions into your pan. Now, usually folks at this school detested cooking class the most. I mean, when you have chefs who prepare every meal, a class on cooking becomes all the more annoying and sometimes much too hard—seen with the perfect example by the partners toward the back window. One of them was screaming as the stove practically ignited. Wrong setting or too much oil.

But you? Well, this was pretty fun, and it’s a useful skill to know.

“ Oh right, you do have a twin! I don’t see you two together as much. Did something happen? “

This time, the smile he gave was nearly indecipherable. And by that, I mean you weren’t too sure what you said that made him happy.

“ No, nothing happened. We’re just… I’m becoming independent, you know? Thinking about dying my hair, even. “

——-

That answer had taken you off guard at the time, but now—looking back on it, all the pieces were falling into place.

Today, you were both seniors—and sweethearts— in the academy, counting down the last days together. Being partners in class worked wonders for you both getting closer, and it even led to you attending the Host club—specifically for him, of course.

At first, the other hosts didn’t really know what to think of you. Haruhi not included. If anyone were well-versed in the ways of gender, it would be them. They were actually the one taking weight off your shoulder to explain to the others why you dressed in the uniform you did—and why sometimes you would change. It would either be the pretty girl’s uniform (seldom that, but there were a couple times of outgoing-ness just for personal testing-out) or the cool guy’s uniform. In fact, sometimes you even wore a custom uniform. This caused a few jealous students, some turning to get their own custom uniforms while others tried to have a word with you.

Emphasis on try. It wasn’t like Hikaru played a part in deterring them or anything. If you asked what happened, he would shrug it off. Feign ignorance. But you knew he knew, and he knew you knew he knew!

So, now the hosts are on the same page. Their only issue presently is how often you come ONLY for Hikaru! Don’t you want to, maybe, hang out with another person? Talk? Share tea?

To pour salt into the metaphorical wound, there had been times you came for someone else other than Hikaru, but that alternative was always Haruhi.

They (coughtamakicoughattentionwantercough) were jealous! Hurt! … Hikaru lavished in it though.

Now, it was strange they were jealous. After all, your sessions were usually completely quiet and serene, with a little small talk sprinkled here and there (with Haruhi) or they were you being an avid listener to a talker (Hikaru). Not the most exciting, so…

Anyways, the latter was the situation going on now as you sat in the Host club. Your visits were Hikaru’s favorites for two reasons:

1.) He gets to see you. Huge plus!

2.) It’s like a break. He will do some flirty Host tricks or acts here and there to make you smile or laugh, but he will also hold just casual conversation. It also allows Kaoru a break, but he’ll usually just continue taking folks for fun.

Your head was laying in Hikaru’s lap, a rosy tint upon his cheeks as he talked to you about what plans he was thinking about pursuing come graduation and college.

“ I’m set on fashion—maybe I’ll add a S.T.E.M minor? “

“ Mmm, because you like science and math? “

“ Precisely that. “

He smiled at you fondly, especially so when your hand rose up to rustle through his short brunette locks. After a few minutes passed in mutual quiet, he suddenly straightened up, hands reaching out to ensure you weren’t accidentally thrown off.

“ Right! Y/N, will you help me after the club ends today? “

“ …? With what, Hikaru? “

Y/N yawned and started sitting up. The look settling in his eyes made you snort and simply interlock your fingers together.

“ I have been working on my fashion portfolio and have a few prototypes that would look nicer on a model instead of a mannequin. “

Still holding your hand, Hikaru leaned forward and propped his elbow on his thigh. He winked at the end of his sentence, sending a rosy hue upon your cheeks to match his.

You obliged, of course, and come the chime signifying the club’s closing, you were surprised to see your chauffeur wasn’t waiting for you. You were planning to tell him you would be going with Hikaru when you got out. Confused, you turned to Hikaru who gave you a glance, then a grin, then held out his hand. Kaoru walked past you both snickering, getting into the car (and probably taking the best seat for himself since you were both slowpokes).

“ What? You thought I wouldn’t take care of things myself? I am inviting you myself, it’s only expected that I handle any inconveniences. “

With that, the two of you went to his chauffeur and headed to the Hitachiin home as an impromptu model. There, he would take you to a room equipped with a few maids and dozens of clothes or different styles hung all around.

“ Whoa—Hikaru, I don’t think—“

“ Oh, you won’t have to try them all on. There’s a few I made specifically with your measurements in mind. “

“ How did you get my—“

“ Bella, could you help them into this? “

Hikaru interrupted you, with a nervous pitch. That made you a tad bit suspicious, but you would let it slide when the maid, Bella, led you and two others to the dressing room. You held the article of clothing he handed you, and it was a pair of pants made of such a delicate and nice-feeling silk. A smile snuck upon your features.

Now him saying you wouldn’t try them all on turned out to be a lie. The night would continue with you being handed different items, some swapped with others until the perfect combo was achieved (this seldom happened, he usually nailed it on the first try.)

With each different outfit you stepped out in, shyly presenting yourself, Hikaru would pause as if lost in a trance.

“ Does it look weird? “

“ What do you take me for? I’d never put you in something atrocious. You just make everything work too well. “

He shifted his weight to his hip, staring at you while thinking.

…

Hikaru sighed with a smile, shaking his head and shrugging his shoulders.

“ Well, it’s decided. I’ll just have to make new ones. These ones look so perfect on you that you just have to keep them. “

“ WHAT? Hikaru! “

“ You’ll wear one of them on our date this weekend, right? “

A blush flushed your face, and he couldn’t help but need to look away before you saw his expression at that cute display. How can he keep up a little “ flirty bad boy ” face when your eyes twinkle like that?

You muttered a little, “ yes “, nodding as well in case he hadn’t caught it, and he couldn’t help but sweep you up into a hug right then and there.

[ctitan98official]

Anonymous: Can you write a Daniela headcannon where reader has a 2yr old (other parent not involved) and after a bit of dating the child called Dani mama for the first time. And also Alcina, Bela, and Cass meeting the kid and hearing them the call Dani mama and absolutely freaking out and stuff and Alcina immediately calming them as her grandkid?

This is a really cute idea :D Let’s get into it!

Your life was completely shattered when your girlfriend abandoned you. It happened shortly after she had your daughter, Ana, and you couldn’t believe it. She said the situation was too much for her to handle and she had dreams of traveling to see the world outside of the village.

So, she just up and left.

She barely even said goodbye to the child she had carried for nine whole months. She hadn’t been particularly excited when she found out she was pregnant. You, however, were over the moon. You thought things might change when Ana was born, but they didn’t. How could someone who was supposed to love their child unconditionally just… Leave her? While it definitely crushed you personally, your girlfriend’s sudden departure made you absolutely sick for Ana.

But, as much as it hurt for your girlfriend to leave you and your daughter… It set the stage for you to meet the love of your life.

One afternoon at the village market, you were strolling through the vibrant stalls, Ana in tow, exploring the array of colors and scents that filled the air. Little did you know that this day would mark the start of something beautiful.

As you meandered through the market, Ana’s curious gaze and cute face caught the attention of none other than Daniela Dimitrescu.

The youngest Dimitrescu daughter was there to run errands for Alcina, but spotting Ana, as well as the good-looking person holding her (You), Made her decide to take a bit of a detour. Dani turns to complete mush around babies and kids. Her eyes lit up with excitement as she approached you and your little one.

“Well, hi there, cutie! Aren’t you the most adorable thing I’ve ever seen?” Dani said brightly to Ana, her enthusiasm infectious.

Ana, usually a bit shy with strangers, actually responded with a small smile. A very rare reaction from her around people she doesn’t know.

Dani effortlessly drew her into conversation, asking about her favorite toys and treating her as if she was the most important person in the world.

You watch, captivated by Dani’s affection and the way she quickly connects with your toddler. It’s as if she possesses a special talent for making others feel at ease.

As the conversation unfolds, you find yourself drawn to Dani’s warmth and kindness.

“I must say, your little one has stolen my heart,” Dani confesses, gently grasping Ana’s little hand.

“She seems pretty happy to meet you too,” You joke as Ana makes grabby hands, eagerly wanting Dani to hold her.

Dani giggles at this and excitedly holds her hands out for Ana. However, she suddenly stops, trying to be mindful of her manners. “Oh, would it be alright if I…?” She asks hopefully, pointing at your little girl.

This woman is adorable. “Of course,” You grin and hand Ana over. “This is Ana and I’m Y/N,” You introduce yourselves.

Dani snuggles Ana against her. “What a beautiful name. It fits you perfectly,” Dani gushes at the toddler before quirking a playful eyebrow at you. “Your name isn’t so bad either, Y/N,” Dani teases.

You laugh at this. You haven’t smiled this hard since your girlfriend walked out.

“My name is Daniela,” She says and holds out her hand to you.

You gently take it and place a quick kiss on her knuckles. “It’s a pleasure,” You wink.

Dani’s cheeks instantly heat up. How… Romantic. She is already quite taken with you.

The three of you end up spending the afternoon together, sampling treats from the market and sharing laughter. Dani’s joy is contagious, and her genuine interest in Ana melts your heart.

Damn. Ana needs someone like Daniela in her life… You wouldn’t be opposed to seeing more of her either, though.

Over the following weeks, your connection with Dani deepens and it soon becomes clear that Ana isn’t the only one who has formed a close bond with the gorgeous redhead. You think about Dani constantly and finally work up the courage to ask her out.

Dani eagerly agrees, but she also needs to tell you more about herself. She just hopes you will be able to accept her… Situation.

“Umm… Y/N? I need to talk to you about something before we go on that date,” She says softly after the two of you put Ana down for a nap and return to your living room.

You feel your heart drop at her tone. Oh, shit. Is she having second thoughts? Is she, like, seeing someone already? Wait, Is she married or something?! Your eyes shoot wide open. “Oh, uh, sure. Go for it, Dani,” You eventually stammer out. You try to act cool, but are failing miserably. You just can’t stand the thought of Dani not being available. You’ve already fallen for her, but haven’t been able to admit it. Not even to yourself.

The terror on your face catches Dani off guard. She hasn’t said anything that should have scared you… Yet. “Uh… Yeah. It’s about my mother?” She says, confused.

Your eyebrows furrow at this. Wait… What? Now you’re confused as hell too. You’re going to get whiplash at this rate. “Your mother?” You ask, trying to understand. “Wait, um, actually, just to clarify before we go any further, you’re not seeing anyone already are you? I mean, you don’t have a partner or something, right? No entanglements that would make this… Messy?”

Realization eventually flashes on Dani’s face. “Oh, definitely not!” She shakes her head, giggling at your mutual misunderstanding. “No, I’ve been single for a long time, I’m afraid,” She chuckles.

You feel like a weight has been lifted off your shoulders and you laugh breathlessly. Thank goodness she’s not taken. “Oh, okay. Sorry about that,” You wheeze out. “But, what did you want to tell me?” You ask, now intrigued more than ever.

Dani sighs and grits her teeth for second before she is able to answer. “It’s just that… My mother is… Alcina Dimitrescu,” She confesses.

The room is deathly quiet for a moment.

Dani nervously analyzes your face, but your expression is completely blank. You don’t say a word. She can’t read you like she usually can and it stresses her out. “Err… Y/N?” She asks.

“A-Alcina… Dimitrescu? As in, LADY Alcina Dimitrescu?” You question. “One of the four Lords?”

Dani can’t bear to look at you. She huffs and hides her face in her hands, nodding silently.

“Oh,” You say softly.

Silence once again takes over, but before Dani can look up or say anything else, she hears a loud thump. She jumps at the unexpected sound and quickly takes her hands away from her face… To see you, sprawled out and unconscious, on the floor.

She sits for a moment and wordlessly clasps her hands together before placing them in her lap. “That went… A lot better than I thought it would,” She whispers.

Note: Have to break this into another part, but I really enjoyed writing it! Dani’s so sweet T^T

Masterlist

[willowser]

Willow! I really, really, love step-dad touya, but I must admit I am especially fond of single dad touya x teacher reader. it’s probably my favorite scenario ever, so soft and sweet— I think about it so much haha. I guess this question might apply to both scenarios though, and maybe you’ve spoken on it before and I’ve missed it! but I was wondering what you picture touya doing for a living in each of these au’s. i remember one about him being a tattoo artist in a divorce au, would you see him doing the same as a single dad? or maybe something else? I’m not really sure where I’d place him, I think the tattoo/piercer still fits, but I could also maybe see something blue collar? an auto mechanic or something of the sort perhaps.

i also love single dad touya x teacher reader 🥺🥺 it is such a sweet, soft pairing, i so agree with you !!🥺✨️ honestly, there are a few jobs that i just see him doing interchangeably, throughout them all !! especially bc in just about every touya modern au, i picture him as an ex-criminal 💀💀 occasionally fighting addictions of some kind 💀💀 and i think i am drawn to that, as sad as it is, bc i love to see my boy winning, know what i mean ?? like yes he falls off the wagon every now and again but !! he's trying !! and he's doing much better than he was before !!! and he did some things he maybe shouldn't have done, but he's done his time !! and he's just — living a new life, you know ?? 🥺 and i love that for him 🥺 BUT ANYWAY

bc i imagine him with a criminal record, i don't imagine him having an office job or anything akfjskdja maybe he tried for a little while, bc he wanted the stability, but — can you imagine having this man as your customer service representative ?? 💀💀 so i typically picture him working as a bartender or, yes, a tattoo artist !!! i have never considered blue-collar worker tho ?? and omg ???? I LOVE THAT !!!!! auto mechanic sounds so 🥺🥺🥺 him in one of those little blue jumpsuits 🥺 hands a little greasy 🥺🥺🥺

i definitely see him doing those things as a single dad ! i like to think that, whatever he does, he makes decent money !! majority of it goes to his kid(s) !! bc it's just him in a two-bedroom apartment, so he doesn't want for much, and if his baby wants to be in gymnastics or ballet or baseball — HE'S GONNA FIGURE IT OUT !!! 😤 gonna give them the childhood he didn't have !! 😤

aww aww imagine having to take your car in for an oil change or something and you roll down the window and there he is 🥺 all cute and a bit sweaty, hands dirty 🥺 giving you the little smirk aitnriejakqk like, "i know you, miss pretty teacher 😏" AAAAHHH I LOVE HIM !!!

[eveistdiepommes]

What activities does Sweden enjoy doing with each of his nordbros? And his sons?

If it wasn’t for this ask, I wouldn’t have gotten to draw the cutest doodles I’ve drawn to this day!! Thank you so much for your ask, Anon!! 😊🫶❤️

I think for Sweden, doing actions comes easier to him than words! Parallel play and quality time is very important to him! Let’s go down the list!!

Iceland- Sweden and Iceland get along amazingly! Like I mentioned, Sweden seems to have a calming effect on Iceland. Iceland can get heated about stuff pretty quickly (his volcanic nature!!) which can lead to outbursts or meltdowns that leave him drained and tired. Because Sweden knows what’s that like, both from personal experience and from experience with his sons, he’s very well suited for grounding Iceland! The important part is that Sweden treats him as an equal, not like a kid, and Iceland really appreciates this (even if he won’t say it outright!) Their activities usually involve critical thinking, video games, chess, stuff like that! Iceland loves the challenge, but he also loves knowing that he doesn’t have to worry about getting too frustrated around Sweden. He can wordlessly count on Sweden to keep him levelheaded!

Norway- Sweden and Norway are very close friends! Norway doesn’t pressure Sweden to talk like others who don’t know him too well might. Their activities very much fall under the term “parallel play!” They don’t have to be doing the exact same thing, but being around each other, not being alone while they do their own activities, makes them both feel happy. Most of their time spent with each other is in quiet environments, hiking nature trails, reading in the same room, going to the library to get books to read in the same room, stuff like that! Though, sometimes Sweden can get a little too absorbed in his activity, in which Norway reminds him to eat or drink some water.

Denmark- Sweden and Denmark are best friends til the end! I believe they get along well more so now than in the past, but their rivalry has never ended! Instead, it’s grown into something they use to push each other to be better! Their activities involve a lot of physical movement or manual labour! They build, craft things, they chop firewood for the other three, and they even spar with each other! Things might still get a little petty, one of them might play a little dirty to “win” at whatever they’re doing, but there’s no genuine malice! Denmark really brings out Sweden’s mischievous nature, as he enjoys messing with his friend, especially when he doesn’t expect it!

Ladonia and Sealand- OKAY OKAY OKAY this is my favorite thing ever! You guys already know I’m a sucker for family dynamics! Sweden spends time with his sons by creating bright and warm memories! He feels so lucky he is able to have kids, to have a family, despite being a “nation.” And he feels so relieved he can give his children a safe and almost normal childhood. Sealand had come into his life with his own bad memories, since he manifested in the midst of WWII. But Sweden is grateful he can protect and guide his son now. Ladonia is younger than Sealand, and thus, he really doesn’t have a scary past. I think Sealand was the last of the nations to manifest and have to deal with that fear so young, but I can explain that in another separate post!! All this to say, Sweden feels honored he can be for his sons what he wish he had as a young nation! He brings them on many excursions, and each one is filled with whimsy and adventure! Sealand, being energetic and rambunctious, loves going anywhere and everywhere! His younger, but taller, brother Ladonia prefers staying indoors due to the nature of his being. But Sweden believes Ladonia needs more fresh air, and Sealand could definitely benefit from getting his energy out, so they do things like fishing! That’s become their favorite thing to do! Ladonia can’t swim, so he wears a life vest in the boat. Sealand helps him put it on and makes sure his younger brother is secure and safe, much to his annoyance! It’s a very precious display, and it makes Sweden’s chest warm! It takes Ladonia a bit to get used to fishing, as he gets nervous catching fish and reeling them in, so to ease him into it, Sealand or Sweden help him catch one and hold it for him to touch. Ladonia eventually holds his own fish and suddenly feels very proud!! After hours of having fun, and with their bellies full from Finland’s home cooked lunch, Ladonia and Sealand fall asleep in Sweden’s truck as he drives them home. And Sweden snaps a picture of how cute they look before carrying them inside, with Finland’s help of course.

I love the doodles I did for this ask so much, so you guys get my favorites without the text!! If you guys want me to post the other two without the text, just let me know!! I’ll try to clean them up a bit!! Sorry this took so long, Anon! I just had so many ideas and I was so excited, I had to calm myself down enough to draw them!!! Thank you for this ask!! It made me so happy to doodle all of these!!

[bookscandlesnbts]

Quick facts about me that no one asked for:

Figured since I’ve posted more here and answered some asks, I would share some facts about me on my blog both BTS/Jikook related and non related.

1.) I became ARMY during quarantine era. A friend got me into them. After I watched their MMA 2019 performance I was blown away. She was a Yoongi bias so that is whose content I initially watched and gravitated towards. When I ventured out on my own and watched more performance stages and Run BTS I knew immediately that I was drawn to Jimin. Everything from his stage presence, gorgeous vocals and dance lines, funny and sassy personality, but also super empathetic and caring. He was it for me and still is. But I do love all seven of them. I could probably rank them in order of my “favorites” but Jimin would be number 1 without a doubt.

***super fun fact is that I actually first was exposed to BTS in 2017 :( that’s right, I could have stanned back then. I frequently kind of kidding but not really refer to this as my biggest regret. An undergrad in my research group was obsessed with them. She showed me a clip of them dancing and probably because I didn’t like her that much (she was friends with someone toxic) I chalked it up as so they sing and dance? Who cares. I ended up reconnecting with her later when I stanned and found out that she was a low-key TKK shipper and loved reading their fanfics. By that point, I was already sus of Jikook so we clashed and I don’t talk to her. 🤣

2.) That brings me to point number two. The most important: Jikook. I wish I could remember the first time I was like yep this is a thing but I don’t. I do remember the first Jikook moment that I was exposed to was their Black Swan pas de deux. I remember finding their chemistry palpable and bold of them to perform a romantic dance together but that was it. The more I watched Run BTS and being a Jimin bias I couldn’t help but notice JK too and their closeness. What was the nail in the coffin so to speak? The cliches. GCF Tokyo and Rosebowl did it for me and I’ve been endeared by them ever since.

3.) I’m a sort of Jikook fanfic writer on A03 who I guess is on a hiatus and has been for awhile now. I love fanfiction and have been reading it and writing it a little since I was like 12. I was never a RPF girlie until BTS but I view them as characters in a story because that is what they are when I’m reading or writing fics. Not the actual people.

4.) I’m asexual and probably aromatic to some extent too. Asexuality is so misunderstood, I could go on about it for days, but I’m not the authority on it by any means. I like the idea of sex in the abstract. Fanfics, great. M/M where I don’t feel inserted in the act, even better. I’m not a prude, I just don’t experience sexual attraction. The idea of looking at someone even the tannies and wanting to fuck them makes me uncomfortable and it’s something I can’t relate to and have never felt. I’ve had sex of course, but it’s never lived up to the hype for me. I can definitely live without it. As far as being aromantic that I’m not sure. I love the idea of romance or I wouldn’t be so smitten with Jikook and other cute couples. I don’t actively seek romance in my life. I don’t date or want to date. I haven’t had a crush on someone in like 10 years. I’m not opposed to it. Their gender wouldn’t matter to me but it’s not something I feel like I need in my life. If you are anywhere on the ace spectrum or are LGBTQIA+, hi you are more than welcome here.

5.) I’m educated! I have a PhD in chemistry. I am on the Professor track and I teach organic chemistry. I spent 7 years in grad school combined for my masters and PhD.

So yeah! This way you know a little about me when you send in asks. I am terrible at formatting and use my phone only for Tumblr, so my blog probably won’t ever be pretty. I’m just here for connections and content that is more in depth than Twitter. Yes, I’m still calling it twitter. Sorry not sorry Elon.

[whumpy-wyrms]

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

here’s some wholesome Dew art because he deserves to be happy :3 (also his sweater is supposed to look like colorful firework explosions)

now here i go getting all sentimental under the read more…

first off, thanks @mottinthemainpot and @toyybox for requesting New Years art because i wouldn’t have drawn this otherwise!! it was fun and i love how colorful it turned out :D

also here’s the version without the background

anyway, i have to say that making this blog was one of the biggest highlights of my year. i did so many things that i thought i’d never do! like show my writing to people, post oc stuff… make actual friends. seriously, just creating something that makes other people happy is what i’ve always wanted to do, and i did it! writing and drawing are my favorite hobbies and i’m so so happy that i’m making other people happy by doing what i love more than anything.

i know TLLR may not matter all that much to other people, but it had a huge impact on my life. it caused me to start sharing my stories instead of keeping them in my head, it caused me to come out of my shell and actually talk to people online, and make so many amazing friends that i never would have met otherwise. it made it easier for me to be myself and interact with people, instead of hiding or being too shy like i’ve been doing my whole life. i used to be soo scared of talking to people online, because i thought nobody would like me or i’d be too awkward. but all of your amazing support made me able to do that, made me able to express myself and find a friend group that i can relate to and who likes me for me. that’s something i’ve always wanted, so thank you all!!

ever since i was 12, it was my dream to make something- a series and characters- that inspired others and made people happy (aka the same impact that Gravity Falls had on me). i know TLLR isn’t much, and it’s not super popular or anything, but i’m so unbelievably happy that i created something that makes people excited to read and think about and make art for. i’m so happy i created something that inspires people and makes people happy (even just a little bit). that is honestly all i’ve ever wanted and it makes me excited for all the amazing things i’ll do in the future.

to all of you invested in my silly little story, THANK YOU!!!! without any of your support or kind messages or reactions or art, i literally wouldn’t have made it this far. i remember the first ask i ever got (you know who you are :)) and i just wanna talk about how that affected me. because holy shit, back then, that was the nicest thing anyone had ever said about something i made. i can’t even describe how happy i was when i first read it, like it literally made my entire month. it made me realize that i’m capable of making something that makes people happy. and to everyone who has ever left nice messages about my series, thank you so much again!! because wow, it’s just so surreal that people like my creations. thank you

this is super rambly and completely unplanned, but yeah i just wanted to say thanks for the amazing past few months. i’m so happy i joined this community, everyone here is so nice and it’s led me to make amazing things. even if you don’t read TLLR (i recommend it ehehehe /nf), thanks for following me and supporting me with my art. drawing all those tllr drawings definitely made me improve a lot (this year was also a huge year for my art in general. i’m so proud of myself for how much i’ve improved with my art).

ALSO WRITING!!! my writing has definitely improved thanks to tllr. before this, i just wrote for fun about my other ocs and never showed ANYONE. it wasn’t in chronological order and i didn’t care much for mistakes or perfect grammar or anything. don’t get me wrong, i love the other stuff i wrote for myself, but tllr is by far the best in my opinion. it challenged me to write something not only for myself, but something other people would read. it put me out of my comfort zone at first, when i posted the first chapter. my writing has improved so much because of that and i’m so fucking excited for what i’ll be able to accomplish in the future.

oh yeah! thanks to the whump community for inspiring me to post my stuff in the first place! tllr specifically is something very important and personal to me, but something that i’m able to share with other people so easily. tllr isn’t just mine anymore, it’s everyone’s who’s ever read it (don’t take that too literally)

anyway, i know i’m forgetting something but yeah i just wanted to say thanks!! you are all so amazing! i’m not gonna tag all of the friends i made but you all know who you are, thank you!!! 2023 was amazing for me and i’m so excited for what 2024 will bring (besides me literally graduating high school this year)! big things are coming up with tllr too, new characters, twists and turns, crazy stuff. i’m so fucking excited

OH YEAH! i usually don’t make new year’s resolutions but this year i definitely want to draw more of my friends/mutuals’ characters. all of you are so creative and drawing art for other people is something i realized i love to do!!

i don’t know how to end this, it got longer than i planned loll. thank you all for the amazing year!! thanks for all the support!! :DDD

[little-diable]

I’ve decided to add a collection of my smutty professor fics, since this list will definitely keep on growing. Please remember that I am not allowing you to edit or copy those fics to other platforms.

Professor Aaron Hotchner

Profiling 101 (Series, Prof!Hotchner)

The reader enrolls in professor Hotchner's class "Profiling 101", a man she has always looked up to, a man who treats her like an asshole from day one. Will her need for academic validation manage to push the two closer together? Will her bright mind push her into the world of Aaron Hotchner and the BAU team? Will he manage to keep his distance before the world he tries to protect her from can get its grasp on her?

Professor Tom Holland

Tides of Drowned Affections (fake dating, smut)

The reader has never been close with her family, but when she's ordered to come home for her sister's wedding, (y/n) is in need of a helping hand. Or: When a panic attack is the reason Professor Holland takes on the role of the reader's boyfriend.

Distraction (smut)

After years of being professor Holland’s student, the reader finally finishes her studies and joins the team as a young professor – allowing the two to finally give into their teasing.

The Painting (smut)

Professor Holland takes his students on a trip, exploring art galleries, admiring paintings he can barely spare any attention to, mind fully focused on her, the student he found himself. drawn to like a moth to a flame

2am Texts (smut)

An unknown number texts Tom in the middle of the night, forcing his attention away from grading his stack of exams. And somehow he finds himself obsessed with the stranger that keeps holding contact with him.

Lovers like Orpheus and Eurydice (smut)

Professor Holland hates the reader, and she hates him. But when she applies for the position as his TA, things start to change and somewhere along the way - between an argument and spending the night together - they fall for one another.

Professor Tom Riddle

All to myself (smut)

Another student tries to touch the reader, so Professor Riddle has to remind his TA that she is his, only his. Pwp

Professor Benedict Cumberbatch

Summer Retreat (smut)

Mean prof!Benedict and the reader are forced to cross paths on their vacation, the vacation he used to read her dissertation.

Lucky Shirt  (smut)

Professor Cumberbatch was perfect. He was sweet, supportive, ever-willing to help. He was attentive and loved to praise your achievements. It came to no surprise that you had ended up trying and succeeding at becoming his favourite student. The two of you had become an unstoppable duo, however, could there be more than mere passion for academia behind it?

Abide by my rules (smut)

Professor Cumberbatch can’t quite stop thinking about the most mediocre and obnoxious student he has ever had to supervise.

The secrets our notes tell (smut)

The reader had always crushed on professor Cumberbatch, the man that treated her without any kindness dripping from his words, clearly signaling his annoyance with the woman. And yet, both are forced to work together, but perhaps he’s the reason for that forming teamwork after all.

Tea and Cologne don’t mix (smut)

Professor Cumberbatch has always admired the reader’s intelligence and as she joins him as his new TA it doesn’t take long for them to give into the pull they feel inside their burning systems.

Professor Tommy Shelby

Drunken Longings and Sober Actions (modern!prof!Tommy, smut)

The reader takes on the position of Professor Shelby's assistant, the man who is also the advisor of her PhD thesis. How long can the two endure to be around one another before they finally give into their longing?

The Book Thief (modern!prof!Tommy, smut)

Professor Shelby is taking his students on a trip, a trip that ends up with his book stolen by the reader – perhaps this is what they’ve needed to finally get closer.

The Vote -Professor!Tommy (smut)

Another vote is coming up, allowing the students to pick their favorite professor. He would always win, leaving her behind on 2nd place, but she’s determined to win this year. But Tommy is determined himself, though not about winning, but about finally pulling her in.

Sharp Like Tybalt’s Blade (Professor Tommy, smut)

Professor Shelby and the reader fuck in his office.

Professor Carlisle Cullen

Ruin Me (prof!Carlisle smut)

Professor Cullen eats the reader out after coming clean with his feelings.

Teaching Assistant (prof!Carlisle smut)

This is basically pwp, the reader helps Carlisle grade some essays and they fuck.

Professor Draco Malfoy

Professor Malfoy (smut)

The reader works as Professor Malfoy's TA, a man she had been crushing on ever since meeting him at Hogwarts all these years ago; but kind of just pwp

Hate Me - Professor x Professor (smut)

(Y/n) had always hated Draco, or at least that’s what she likes to tell herself. But now they have to share a classroom, teaching a lesson together, forcing the two to cooperate.

Darkness Whispers To Us (smut)

Plain porn, they fuck in his classroom

Professor Damon Salvatore / Klaus Mikaelson

Just A Dream - Prof!Klaus x fem!reader x Prof!Damon (smut)

Maybe she shouldn’t have told her friends about the things she’d like to experience with her two hot professors. But maybe it was time for her dream to become real

Professor Loki

On My Mind (professor x student smut)

The reader drunk texts her hot professor - who is awfully delighted by the picture she has messaged him. Perhaps (y/n)’s drunken self didn’t embarrass herself as much as she had feared.

Beautiful like Halley‘s Comet - Prof!Loki (smut)

Professor Laufeyson saves the reader from her ex-boyfriend, followed by some filthy smut in his classroom.

[angelapleasant]

for the storytelling questions: 20, 25 & 28 ! :)

20. choose your favourite shot from your story so far

since i have so many Hermia Driving Ominously (which are my favorites haha), i picked another “style” of shot. i feel like this pic is so basic but to me it really exemplifies the gloomy/ dark mood i’m going for w the addition of being in strangetown (also my fav)

25. what inspirations have you drawn on for your story?

re: sims stories, definitely f&r because it encouraged me to want to do a story in the first place and got me more into the premades. this was originally just going to be a cordial backstory (which got reworked some and will now be included in sw). and of course shwc, since for me that was my original exposure to premades as a viable and interesting subject.

the biggest sims inspiration i have is obviously @emperorofthedark. like i feel like i say this constantly but i love her stories, the atmosphere is sooo good and honestly every time i’ve come back to the sims community (before having a story myself to keep me occupied lol) it’s been because i need to check for an update bc i want to find out what happens next LOL

for non sims stuff, i’ve always been super into horror. i don’t really like gore/ slashers, but a ghost story with a good twist (i love when the ghost is just like… tragic vs flat evil lol) or anything with “resurrection gone wrong” themes like pet sematery. some recent stuff i’ve really liked is haunting of hill house/ bly manor, midnight mass, the new interview with the vampire show, talk to me, stuff like that. (please whoever is reading this rec me horror books and movies lol)

and the dark side of fairy lore of course! when i was a kid i had this anthology of darker/ retold fairytales called “a wolf at the door” and i’ve been hooked on that kind of thing ever since.

also true blood, i know it’s goofy but it’s a comfort show i guess? for the inspiration for the tricou family’s backstory which will get written about at some point re: the grand vampires in NL are like, a vampire council. also the aesthetic of twin peaks/ true detective.

for music, tasseomancy, especially their albums ‘ulalume’ and ‘tasseomancy’ (that one was from when they were known as ghost bees) and promise and the monster’s ‘red tide’ album and the EPs from that era, and her ‘feed the fire’ album, the dear esther soundtrack, gazelle twin, a.a. bondy, timber timbre

28. if you could reproduce your story in another medium (movie, novel, comic, etc.) what would you choose and why?

tv show for sure! hour long, shorter seasons like hbo shows. i’m thinking it will end up being around 12~ chapters and i’m honestly writing it to be like that already, where i’m trying to do the scenes as if they were in a show (with a soundtrack and everything lol), where the images aren’t always straight depictions of the text but they compliment each other instead, if that makes sense.

ty for asking!!! i love talking about this thing lol. sorry i wrote so much 😂

[oldmemoria]

caught up with cringetober because I literally forgot to do it, individuals and explanations under cut

Day 1: Heterochromia I’ve come to the revaluation that my sona is already cringe as hell considering not only can his entire body change color but he also has differently colored eyes as a staple of his design. They’re usually yellow and blue but this time I color picked the blue from the trans flag and the mint from the Vincian flag for this color palette, it turned out really pretty :)

Day 2: Self Insert Now she isn’t my self insert anymore, but back in the day when I was at “peak cringe” she definitely was. This is my warriors OC Icypelt and I have a post going over part of her story on my profile somewhere. She’s been through a lot and I think her modern design is very pretty :)

Day 3: Unnecessarily complex fit/design Spider scene is kinda infamous in my brain for having wayyy too much detail but I love them and I think this might be my favorite one out of this batch, super cute, the pose is really cute and the colors are nice and fits her really well :D

day 4: Angel x Devil inevitable MCR reference ik, Helena and Revenge, love them dearly. Poor revenge man this one is cute and looks like a sticker!!

Day 6 (I skipped day 5 because I didn’t want to open up ms paint today): neko i kinda hate this one but cat Gerard yay

Day 7: Pinterest base at first I wanted to draw hobie in place of Gwen but I remembered that I haven’t really drawn Mikey with her even though they’re supposed to be friends so I drew her instead. Idk. The height difference is not accurate because of that but Jumping Spider is small because he’s based on a jumping spider and those are tiny who would have thought

Day 8: tumblr sexyman i have never played undertale a day in my life i just know a lot of people wanted to jump sans’ bones

day 9: Crossover ship/rarepair OH BOY THIS ONE GOES KIND OF HARD AND IM EMBARRASSED ABOUT IT BECAUSE THEY KIND OF WORK FOR EACH OTHER UM MIGUEL OHARA X CLOTTED CREAM COOKIE IM INSANE OMG-

day 10: fursona i already have a fursona I already drew and yes I colorpicked from the lesbian flag how could you tell /j

Day 11: Yandere LYLA is technically canonically a yandere because spoiler alert she tried to kill Miguel’s fiancé via overheating her in the shower (essentially literally boiling her like a lobster) because she was “in love” with him (she said if she did have autonomy and had feelings the would be in love with him but she doesn’t but idk who knows I don’t).

day 12: niche interest ik MCR isn’t exactly “niche” but the black parades story in particular has always caught my interest and I have my own interpretation of it and a whole kind of story I’m still developing and character arcs and headcanons and interactions and yeah you get it, death in particular has evolved into god knows an OC on his own I just keep him attached to MCR because… it makes more sense that way, ig-

day 13: creepypasta does this count- whatever grimdark is just the same thing as a creepypasta- I’m not really in the MLP fandom anymore but it was my first ever “fandom” I was actually apart of. My first hyperfixation if you will. I wasn’t in the grimdark part of the fandom because I was too young for it but I was actually watching the izzzyzzz grimdark video and I was like “oh” and drew a rainbow factory Rainbowdash. Honestly I should draw ponies more they’re fun to draw

Day 14: candygore (?) im not good at drawing candygore and since I was rushing this o didn’t do it as well as I thought I can, but it still turned out pretty cool

Day 15: song lyrics aaaa inevitable hesitant alien drawing this one turned out so cute!! The colors and the sparkle eek so cute aaa action cat lyrics I’m breaking down right in front of you I’m sorry

planning on doing the rest of the month now, maybe not exactly on time since I’m still in school but I’ll try to get 31 drawings out by Halloween. Love the idea of cringetober because I just love all things cringe. Ack this is so good

[ryuichirou]

Replies

A couple of replies today! Kuroshitsuji and Twst.

Anonymous asked:

are you ever gonna make some Kuroshitsuji 2 art featuring my favorite blonde psycho?

We love Alois and I did draw him a couple of times! We posted some of the stuff here, but everything that wasn’t posted on tumblr can be found in this kuroshitsuji log on pixiv.

I’m not planning on drawing him in the nearest future, but since he is very special to us, it might randomly happen at some point…

If you have any troubles with pixiv, let me know and I’ll post Alois art from there here.

Anonymous asked:

The thought just crossed my mind... Do you ship Sebastian with any other characters aside from Ciel? Do you have any thoughts about those ships, if you do? Do you see Grell as a top or a bottom, too?! (I can't pick a side w/ them personally)

We talked about our Kuroshitsuji ships some time ago, here is the post if you’re interested! But in short, we kind of ship him with William because their interactions in the Circus Arc were hilarious and William was 100% playing hard to get. I don’t think I’ve even drawn them at all, but I should do it at least once… I should draw all of our Kuroshitsuji ships at least once, to be fair :(

Ironically, we don’t have any ships or even thoughts about Grell, sorry for disappointing! Maybe it’s due to the fact that while we were hating on Kuroshitsuji all those years (dark times lol), Grell was pretty much the only character I would draw anyway because of the cool design… But not really, to be honest; it’s actually more likely due to the fact that none of the Grell ships really clicked with us :( As for the position, it’s easy to see Grell as a bottom, but it doesn’t really help in this case.

Anonymous asked:

I've noticed I think y'all ship idia the same way I ship silver LOL just 24/7 running a list of characters through my head like "would it be hot if they dicked down Silver? It would be a little hot, wouldn't it? Lets just add them to the list anyway 😌" [he and said character has spoken a total of 2 times]

YES This is the treatment Silver deserves, his father would be so proud lol a little jealous, but still!

It is fun though... I always say it, but twst cast is very interesting, so a lot of characters who seem to be just a random pick could have such nice chemistry that it’s easy to start shipping them after just one interaction or a voice line. I love it so much lol

Anonymous asked:

i can not stop thinking about how Ortho has 24/7 access to any and all porn ever uploaded to the internet. and with a little modification he can bring even some of the most fantastical ones into reality.

He is just way too powerful, isn’t he? And the worst thing is, no one can even stop him anymore, now that Idia can’t access his system anymore…

If you think about it, Ortho is the perviest and the most knowledgeable person in NRC, even if he isn’t actively aware of all the kinks in the world. To think that only 5 minutes of buffering time separates him from being completely unaware and him having seen the entire collection of sex machine porn videos… And knowing Ortho, he’ll definitely want to try some of the things irl lol

Anonymous asked:

Hello! I'd like to know your thoughts on one of the side characters: Fellow Honest.

Sorry if you've already talked about him and I missed it.....

I'm just curious, because you seem to like Rollo and Che'nya, side characters that have made a few appearances in your art.

Do you have any interest in Fellow? Any headcannons? Or are you waiting until next Halloween, when Playful Land is available in English, to talk about/possibly draw him?

Hi, Anon! Sorry for the late reply.

I haven’t talked about it, and unfortunately I still can’t really talk about him. We are very intrigued by both Fellow and Gidel, but we haven’t seen their event yet. So I can’t make proper judgments and come up with any headcanons :(

We don’t really care about the EN release because we watch fan translations on youtube, but we just don’t have time to watch anything these days unfortunately. But when we do watch it, you’ll definitely notice, because there is no way I won’t draw Fellow at least a couple of times. His design and his sleazy faces are just too much fun lol

[theresa-of-liechtenstein]

art by em year in review 2023!

for the fourth time, i present to you a selection of the art i did this year! this definitely was the Year of Understanding Procreate, and i think it paid off. as usual, reflections under the cut.

january: i saw @malcolm-f-tucker tag a picture of abigail thaw with a comment about a theresa faceclaim and it left no survivors, i.e. i decided that theresa should have greying hair and did not look back. this was from when i was still trying to figure out what brush to use for lineart in procreate. luckily i had learned my lesson from the sketchbook learning curve and realized that what i liked for lineart would most likely be in the pencil section. however i wasn’t a huge fan of the brush i used in this one, so i didn’t use it again. instead, for later pieces, i decided to customize the 6b pencil brush to my liking, and…

february: …this came out of it! this is still one of my favorite things i have ever drawn, and it’s my favorite thing i’ve drawn yet for herc and linda. this piece really convinced me to use overlay layers more in my art, and the amount of detail i managed to capture in this one still amazes me now. and before anyone asks, yes, they are doing specific things in the startup procedure for an airbus a320-family aircraft, except linda is doing things off the CM1 checklist and herc is doing something off the CM2 checklist, which i learned later is not really something that is done. let’s just say herc is not the tightest stickler to convention.

march: one half of an intended two pieces centered around the f1 au (which, regrettably, i have yet to continue… i just reread what little of the second part is on ao3 and god, it slaps actually, i really need to continue it so bad) depicting a pivotal scene from around the outside, where theresa and linda decide to put aside a childhood feud at the top of the banked curve at monza. at sunset. on theresa’s birthday. i know, very meaningful, incredibly homoerotic. read the fic to see how well that turns out!

april: i always knew i wanted to redraw the first filipino!hercolyn thing i did back in 2020, the one that completely solidified in my mind the notion that These Characters Are Filipino, Actually, and when i got comfortable in procreate i quickly jumped on that. (if you notice, a lot of the stuff i did this year were redraws of old pieces i really liked but wasn’t fully satisfied with.) of course i wanted to draw them in the traditional clothes in my parents’ and grandparents’ wedding pictures. the implication of this being, of course, that this is the soft shoe shuffle wedding. i have a fic planned centered around that, from douglas’ perspective. now that grad school apps are basically done, if my honors thesis doesn’t kick me too hard, i’d love to get on that as soon as i can.

may: YOU JUST GOT COLINED! SEND THIS TO A FRIEND TO TOTALLY COLIN THEM! ah, colin fairbairn: the figure whose presence haunts all of newcastle but is never actually. named. (much to the chagrin of a lot of people who genuinely thought linda’s dad was named colin bc i Wouldn’t Shut Up About It) i just love him so much and i love this piece, i wanted to depict the wistfulness of an older colin whose airline is on the verge of collapse, who has been secure in his job as chief pilot of air cal, who looks out over glasgow airport (that’s glasgow’s runway in the background) and wonders if it’s time to put himself out to pasture. wondering what he could have done differently. it’s okay bby. there’s no way that you could have prevented this. but he’d never believe it. he’s too duty bound. he lives in my head rent free.

june: another redraw, this time of a piece from 2021. i was so happy with this one, and i am very happy with it still! everything about the older piece i loved was improved massively by this redraw: the poses, the proportions, the line work, the coloring. honestly, just thinking about the two of them just existing in the airport, overlooked by bustling passengers, just part of the landscape, but having such a rich history and relationship between them… it’s something i think about a lot and i love it.

july: this comprises the third part of an unofficial trilogy of drawings i did centered around douglas/martin/theresa. in each one, i centered a different member of the ot3: i did one centering martin last year, one centering douglas in the spring, and this one centers theresa between douglas and martin. i really enjoy how i did the expressions in this one: martin, looking out toward the planes; theresa, following his gaze, eager to share in the passion they both have; and douglas, looking down at both of them (yeah i think they’re both shorter than him. i think it’s cute). i feel like when i draw these three, where they look and how they look is very important to me.

august: can you believe before this point i had never drawn herc and douglas together? yeah, me too. anyway, them 🤍 i’ve literally only ever drawn them as older men so trying to draw them younger was. lowkey kind of hard. i’m hoping to revisit air england herc and douglas in the future, especially since i didn’t intend for this to be anything more than a quick bit due to those bisexual divorcee brackets (which i don’t know what became of them in the end except that douglas got through and herc didn’t, lmao)

september: unposted self-portrait done as a part of my aerospace fellowship application i wound up getting rejected from because they required me to do a creative component. not much to say here. anyways.

october: yet another redraw, this time of a portrait of herc, carolyn, linda, and arthur i did a year prior, in october of 2022. i like to think that lfeu!herc carries pictures of linda, arthur, and carolyn in his wallet: he had never wanted to be the family man for most of his life, but in his new life, this new form, he can play it well. something about the coloring seems a little off to me: i think i may have to go in and adjust arthur’s skin tone because i think it doesn’t look 100% right. but i love this one too. i hemmed and hawed for ages over what they should be wearing but in the end i put them in what they’d wear for work bc i couldn’t think anymore. but it turned out super cute and i think it emphasizes what brought the four of them together in the first place: aviation.

november: a cute little doodle of young!colin with baby linda, from a bigger piece. something i generally feel like i’ve gotten stronger with this year has been drawing a larger variety of poses. i discovered that procreate allows you to import reference images in a smaller window that can be very easily dragged around and resized, which was a massive improvement over my previous strategy with sketchbook, which had been to import reference images as their own layers. often, moving it around or resizing reference images resulted in some loss of quality. anyways there’s something just so tender about colin and linda and i love to revisit them.

december: last but not least, we finish off the way we started, with theresa (and an added douglas lol). and boy, how different does december look from january? granted, it’s a different angle, but i personally think there is so much more dimension at the end of the year compared to the beginning. i was less afraid of using overlays to enhance the coloring. and the brush i wound up settling on for lineart really ended up serving me well this whole year, culminating in this piece. not much to say on this one, i like it a lot :)

overall thoughts: i didn’t think i drew as much as i wanted to this year, but looking back i still think i made really good progress and improved a lot from last year, so i’m still happy. definitely want to draw more next year, explore new subjects, and maybe work on redrawing more pieces from previous years because those projects have been very fun to undertake.

once again i want to say a big thank you to everyone who’s ever shared or commented or left a like on anything i’ve drawn: it will have been 10 years next year since the end of the show i primarily create fanwork for, and to still have people out there who like what i do is such a gift. yes i create for myself, but i do also like receiving feedback from others and sharing it with others, so thank you thank you thank you. and happiest of new years to all :)