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[calliesadeckis]

Hi! Love your work, could you write a dick Grayson fanfic abt him and a quiet female reader warming up to each other (set between season 1 and 2)?

yes, of course!!!! god, i've wanted to write for titans on here so bad i just didn't have the inspo so thank you<333

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talk to him

titans dick grayson x fem!reader

sunmary: you weren't exactly much of a people person. especially since you were 1 of 2 adults living in a huge tower in san francisco, watching over 3 kids you don't really talk to outside of training. and the only other adult being closed off so who knows what'll happen when he decides to talk to you out of no where

cw: not much, there's just some fluff with a teaspoon of angst because of communication issues (they both suck at small talk and beyond)

a/n: idc what anyone says about this show, it's given me so much comfort and a lot of fun and likable characters. so i'm so glad i can write for them as long as you guys send requests for them. as well as other characters from other shows like yellowjackets and etc. also i love dick grayson, even though he can be a bit annoying in this show (that i can admit) but he's hot so ajsjfndmfmf. also, i'm sorry it took sooooo long, writers block got to me badly these past few months, so i apologize if it's cringey and awkward. but i do give the benefit the doubt here because this story is suppose to be like that (also the fact i'm projecting my "bad at small talk" trait here). two grown adults that can't seem to have a normal conversation, like at all

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after the trigon incident you were dragged in by circumstance, you were the only other adult to volunteer to help dick with... whatever he was doing. you didn't have any life to go back to anyways, and you made a connection to everyone else so why part ways and it be unlikely to see them again. sure, you weren't particularly close with the kids, but, what are you supposed to do in order to bond with them? so that left dick in titans tower, but he wasn't as much of a talker as you outside of training.

everyday for the past few weeks have been, eat, train, sleep, repeat on a loop, no 'how was your day' questions, because the days are always the same so there wasn't any point of asking. and you could tell the kids were getting bored of it, very fast, and you could not blame them. being stuck in a repeating pattern with nothing else happening started getting old after the first couple weeks. so, you didn't really know how long it would take til something changed, it couldn't be like this forever.

during this time, you admired the grayson from afar, he was attractive, what else could you say? you weren't an idiot. and you also were aware of his previous entanglements with kory and you didn't wanna be involved in that. and, well... you felt like a teenage girl having a crush on a guy who was going through some shit, so it was better not to bother him.

and not being much of a talker doesn't make the conversation about feelings be any better. like, maybe this was attraction and nothing more? you were aware of the difference between liking someone physically and liking them emotionally (specifically in a romantic sense). but even as you admired him, you learn things about him, paying attention to the little things. deep down, he cared for other people, if he didn't, he wouldn't have taken rachel in and helped her, and he wouldn't have done the same for gar or jason either. people just have their own way of showing their love and care.

but your admiring wasn't exactly subtle. rachel had noticed it when you were looking at dick from across the room, talking with jason. the roth wasn't sugarcoating anything when it came to this, "you keep staring, you're probably gonna be capable of shooting lazers from your eyes." and you knew she was joking around but she caught you by surprise, making you face the young girl. "why is it any of your business?"

"because it's kind of sad seeing you pine for him like this." she points out, "and also, gar and jason made a bet whether or not you'd confess. we have eyes, you know?" and she lightly bumped your shoulder with hers with a smile on her face, "and i'm sure dick feels the same way, though he's not very good of showing it."

"that is ridiculous." you shake your head, "one, i don't like him. not like that. i just think he's cool."

"are you sure about that?" the roth rose her eyebrow, "talk to him." but you were not moving from where you were so rachel decided to take matters into her own hands, she then gave you a push (a literal one) towards him, and now you couldn't run away. all you could say was, "hey..."

"hey." he responded. jason just stood there awkwardly in between the two of you, "okay, well uh—" he pretends to look at a watch that's not even on his wrist, "look at the time, i must be going." and he had immediately ran out of there before dick tried to stop him. there was an silent pause and you were trying to figure out what to say, but before you could, he asks, "do you want some coffee?" all you did was nod. after that, there was even more silence, you two haven't had a conversation that wasn't training related in like, a while. it just felt like you were both strangers who didn't know each other nor were you fond of one another.

"you're just as bad at small talk as i am, huh?" you finally had spoken up. and dick just shook his head, "i don't know what you're talking about, i know how to make small talk."

"oh really?" you rose up your eyebrow, "okay mr. 'i know how to make small talk', what do you wanna talk about? and please, don't let it be training related. because if i have to hear you talk about that one more time, my head is gonna explode." you tried to look irritated, but he could notice a small smile on your face. then he immediately went into the 'deep, emotional' stuff, "you never told me why you came here. you just did, and i'm surprised you stuck around as long as you have."

you answered it anyway, because why not, "well, it's not like i have anywhere else to go." you set down your drink, making direct eye contact at him, "besides, the second i got here, and realized how big this place is and i have my own room... what, did you expect me to pass it up?" and you ended up making him laugh, which was surprising, "what is so funny, i'm just being honest." you were unsure why he was laughing, so you just took a sip of your coffee. he explained, "your honesty is refreshing, that's all."

"really?" and he nodded as a reply. you just sighed, taking your coffee and leaving. it's not like you had anything else to talk about and just sitting there would make it more awkward, so you just left. does it make it any less weird? absolutely not.

you guys didn't talk much after in the next few days, up until you decided to play hero on solo when you see a woman getting mugged by this guy in a mask. it was like one of the many movie cliches that you see brought into reality.

too bad it didn't turn out like expected, where you got shot in the leg. thankfully, the kids were able to track you down and bring you to the infirmary, gar was trying his best to patch you up and rachel was there for emotional support. as for jason... there wasn't much else he can do than just stand watch, up until dick had walked in with a worried expression, and the three teens immediately rushed out of there as soon as he walked in the room. you could've left if you wanted too but, obviously you couldn't.

"jesus fuck, you could've gotten yourself killed, what were you thinking?" all of his emotions were being let out in that moment, it was the most emotion you've seen him express towards you in like... ever. yet you couldn't help but be a bit sarcastic, "yeah, keep yelling... it's not like i'm literally a few feet away from you or whatever."

dick sat on the edge of the bed and started to explain, "sorry, it's just... when i heard what happened, i didn't know how to feel, or express it correctly." he gently set his hand on your injured leg, softly, "just if anything happened to you, i—"

"i'm tougher than you think, grayson." you reassured him, and you noticed a tiny smile creeping up on his face.

"i know it's just... i don't wanna lose anyone else."

you lean up a bit to set your hand on his shoulder, "i'm not going anywhere, dick." you then stopped for a second as you come to realize, "and we just had a conversation that didn't involve small talk. maybe i should get myself hurt more often." you were obviously joking at that last part, but dick's reaction to it was priceless, "i'm kidding. you are just... not what i expected."

"the feeling is mutual."

a part of you wanted to kiss him, that it felt right, but another part was saying how the timing of it all wasn't. and maybe these feelings you're having are actually real. because now, there was something in your heart that was growing that wasn't just admiration, and it felt weird, but a good weird.

maybe when the timing is right, they'll get to it, but until then, your growing friendship in the moment is enough for now.

[userchappell]

so take your time while you're mine and smoke slow

steve harrington x reader (no specific gender use of pronouns), and platonic!eddie munson x reader

requested: nope, not at all

warnings: spoilers for stranger things 4 (both volumes), smoking (does it even need a warning, smoke is literally in the goddamn title), st*ncy (it deserves its own warning), also if you can't tell already, I am apart of the nancy protection squad and i will defend her in anyway possible so if you hate her: please leave, a helluva lot of mutual pining that's confused for unrequited love, eddie playing matchmaker, a huge bowl of angst with an eventual and fluffy happy ending

a/n: after reading like a bajillion fics of steve, I wanted to make one for myself out of boredom, and I tend to make people cry. and in honor of joshua bassett's new song, "smoke slow" that's officially out, I decided to do a fic of said song because the snippet that has been out since may has been stuck in my head on a loop so I wanted to do something with it. but go check out the song please, I am begging you. it is so good. also, the pronouns in the original song are gonna be switched in the story, but the original lyrics are there. so in the story it's from she to he (he as in steve) and he to she (she as in nancy) as the fic goes on so you'll understand. I don't think I need to explain myself further anyways so...

*not my gif btw*

she asks for a light

as our secrets spill on the window sill

we're buyin' more time

while we kill ourselves as we both inhale

you didn't exactly hate steve harrington, you could tolerate him to a certain extent. the boy wasn't entirely unbearable and was sometimes entertainment at points. you were dragged into the whole upside down stuff since 1983. and you weren't usually around steve very often when the world goes to shit to care about him.

the only time you formed some type of connection with him was at tina's halloween party you saw him while walking home, sulking on the sidewalk. and as someone who wasn't entirely heartless, especially after seeing the look in his eye that just made him look like he's on the verge of sobbing. you didn't need that tonight, cause you just wanted to have fun and act normal for once. sitting down beside him as the two of you talked it out, about how nancy wheeler called him bullshit and that their entire relationship is bullshit and then he just left.

"so you just left her at the party... drunk?" you looked shocked, still trying to process it, "dude, what she said wasn't cool but come on!"

he didn't say anything else on the matter, just wanted to forget everything, "do you have a light?" you nodded and went into your pocket, bringing out cigarettes and a lighter. the two of you just sat there, getting high off your asses and watch as the night went on. both of you had opened up about your own personal lives and finding some kind of understanding.

after that, it was now four in the morning and you took him home. after what had happened at the party, he needed to rest before being hit in the face with reality before school. then heading home and heading to bed yourself, then just wondering maybe there is a good side to steve harrington that you just haven't seen yet, and even some part of you wished to see more of a vulnerable side to steve.

makin' believe there's a future

is it naive to think we could work?

the night el had closed the gate back in eighty four, you and steve didn't talk at all after that just between the both of you, after that for at least a year. the only somewhat time you saw one another was at the snowball when he dropped of dustin. he saw you, who was currently chaperoning the dance with nancy and jonathan, but you were currently smoking a cigarette. you had noticed him staring at you and all you did was wave before he drove off.

during the summer, you didn't exactly had a proper conversation with him. he was with robin, dustin and erica at the mall where there was a secret russian base underneath. meanwhile, you were with mike, el, will, max, lucas, jonathan and nancy, trying to find out how to stop billy and the mind flayer.

he hadn't noticed the tiny little glances you gave him once you saw him again. you honestly had no idea why you couldn't stop staring at him, there was just something that just made you infatuated that you were not self aware of your current actions. even in jonathan's car as he drove you, steve, robin, nancy, will and lucas away from the mind flayer and as they all had overheard dustin and his girlfriend, suzie singing "neverending story" over the walkie talkie, your eyes were on him, at least 90% of the time. there were times that you couldn't while the rest of you were in peril that very same night.

then after the events of starcourt, you were imagining these dreams of your future. like, wanting to be successful and rich, wanting to be loved, maybe have a couple of kids or two. but in those dreams about that potential future, steve was there. what part did he play in it, who knows honestly? being your boyfriend, or a friend, or something, he was there but for what purpose? you two weren't that close, yet again, not even aware of the fact of how much you stared at him.

but honestly, he couldn't even be the only there (with 'there' being the future, your future). you both are apart of the same friend group, even though said friend group consists of mainly middle schoolers. you obviously didn't mind hanging around them of course, more fun to be around then most people your age.

the second it's out, then i lose her

we're already here, so one more won't hurt

it won't hurt

it's now the spring of 1986, and this was the year where you and steve had to be in close proximity of one another. and ever since spring break started, you saw more of that same steve from that halloween night, vulnerable and kind and sweet and caring. that even something in the air had developed some type of non-platonic feeling. but with this itching feeling that steve is still in love with nancy, you refused to say anything. in order to cope and try to forget for a few minutes via smoking as your mind had went away, it wouldn't hurt, would it?

but obviously that didn't last, because you were forcibly pulled back to reality. you guys did anything to stop vecna and clear eddie's name. eddie has been your friend since the start of your senior year, he taught you how to play guitar. it felt nice to be around a guy without it being awkward. you and eddie were strictly platonic, like what steve and robin are. so, of course you would do anything to make sure he's able to walk in broad daylight without people calling him a murderer and with the cops on his trail. you and dustin were the ones that were the most passionate on clearing eddie's name.

then, in the last couple of days, max got cursed by vecna and almost died, but another victim was added which was lucas' basketball teammate was the next one. and then here you currently are, in the upside down with steve, nancy, robin and eddie, after a bunch of vines had dragged you down the lake and into the upside down because you refused steve to put himself in danger (again). where steve, by no hesitation had jumped in after you first before the others.

you could not handle the steve and nancy flirting going on, so you needed some type of excuse to be away from that. and that you'd rather have someone shoot you in the head with a nail gun, repeatedly than having to watch the two of them give each other heart eyes the entire time. and even eddie looked like he was over it and he's new to the group. the sight of steve looking at her made you wanna vomit, but the munson had noticed your reaction to the other two and knew what to do.

the five of you were walking over to the wheeler residence so nancy can grab the guns she has in her bedroom. eddie walked right next to you and immediately started the conversation with, "you know, i'm not particularly an expert when it comes to romance cause i have never been in a relationship. but, i've seen the way you act around harrington."

you risen your eyebrow at the munson in confusion, "i have no idea what you're talking about..."

"come on, y/n!" he pats your shoulder, "whenever he says one word, your eyes are immediately on him and solely focus on whatever he says."

"that's because he's talking..." you looked even more confused at what eddie is trying to tell you. the munson rolled his eyes, "you practically looked in awe of him. whenever i talk, you don't look at me like that." he then snaps his fingers and points our, "oh, and another thing, the look of disgust on your face whenever him and nancy flirted."

"and that's also because one: she has a boyfriend, and honestly she honestly did not look comfortable at his advances and I do not blame her. and two--" you held up two fingers as you proceeded, "we're practically in hell. so maybe flirting while we have a high possibility of dying isn't exactly the best time."

"fair points." eddie agreed, "then, let's talk about how harrington feels about you."

"and what about it?"

"personally, i would have never jumped in, not under any normal circumstances. outside of d&d, i am no hero. i see danger and i just turn heel and run. or at least that's what i've learned about myself this week. give yourself a break, y/n. see? the only reason i came in here was 'cause harrington and the two ladies over there chit chatting came in straight after you. now, i was too ashamed to be the one who stayed behind." he explained, "i just played follow the leader."

you had a fake smile on your face, "so what is your point? you're wondering why other people care about me?"

"if you let me get to the point--" eddie says, "but harrington right there, he didn't waste a second. not one second. he just dove right in. now, i don't know what you guys had before i came in, but if I were you, i'd confess my love while i still can. cause that was as unambiguous a sign of true love as these cynical eyes have ever seen."

"that is..." you had paused for a second, taking in a deep sigh, "the most cheeziest shit i have ever heard. and it's pretty damn stupid. steve is selfless and such, he would've dove in after anyone... like nancy."

"maybe..." the munson shrugs at you, "but it's just the worry and the concern on his face while you were dragged down the lake. honestly the look on his face didn't look like he'd have that reaction for anyone. not even nancy wheeler."

"so you're basically just finding this--" you proceeded to had put in quotes, "'love story' between steve and i, your entertainment?"

"yeah..." eddie had let out a chuckle, "watching you silently pin over him with those sad lost puppy dog eyes was tugging the heartstrings."

"glad you find my pain entertaining." you sarcastically responded, "but even if i had these 'feelings' for steve. what makes you one hundred percent sure he feels the same?"

"it's in the eyes." he points out, "sometimes the voice, but mainly the eyes. look, if you don't want him, you can let wheeler have a second shot with him." and that made you gag a little and eddie couldn't help but laugh, "i knew it, you are jealous of her."

"no, i'm not."

"i'll let you be in denial."

"i just don't wanna ruin everything." you had blurted out, and then further explained, "i confess how i feel, then he doesn't feel the same and our friendship is ruined. i would rather have him as a friend than not have him at all."

but all that we are is all that we'll ever be

'cause he's the one waitin' at home

finding out the upside down has been stuck in the day will went missing for over two years, the five of you had went over to eddie's trailer. since dustin had explained that there must be a gate at every murder sight. him, lucas, max and erica had found a way to get you and the others back to your world safely. and then a pit of rage and jealousy had pondered when you made it through and looked up to see only steve and nancy left. and with nancy now being possessed by vecna which left everyone in a fit of panic.

but suddenly, she was out of the trance and you saw steve cradling her face. and that made you wanna grab eddie's guitar and shove it down your throat. both of them made it back through as they all snuck over to max's trailer as nancy explained to what vecna saw her see. after that, and a lot of convincing to go back into the upside down but with protection and weapons. as well as max using herself as bait to make vecna's physical body defenseless so he can be killed with breaking a sweat. and then they had stolen an rv from one of the trailer park residents with steve driving and nancy in the passenger seat.

you couldn't help but roll your eyes but also stare at them with your head lying down on the small table with robin and eddie on both of your sides. god, why would you be jealous of nancy? she has boyfriend for crying out loud and you know how much she loves jonathan. you honestly didn't know if they were still going strong, but that wasn't any of your business. after hearing steve talk about wanting six kids and seeing the two looking at each other that made you want to die. but also another part of you thinks, god, poor nancy, hasn't she had been through enough? for a split second, you could tell that she didn't look exactly comfortable, especially that you can tell by that fake smile on her face cause that smile did not seem anywhere near genuine. personally, who could be comfortable in that situation? if steve is really hinting at her being in that dream (especially the way he was looking at her), then you felt more bad for nancy constantly being flirted by her ex boyfriend while he knows she's in a relationship and saying all of this to her, specifically out of anyone.

your mind just wondered off, after that. still really having the urge to open the door to the rv and jumping out while you still can, and hopefully get run over by a nearby car, but that's definitely not gonna happen.

it's just all that you and steve is, is probably what you were ever gonna be. best friends and completely platonic. even though what you felt for him, was not platonic at all, and everyone else knew it but steve and sometimes even yourself.

she holds my guitar as i pluck out a melody

there's only so far we can go

and then after dropping off max, lucas and erica at the creel house, you and the others were in the upside down. you went with steve, nancy and robin to go to the upside down version of the creel house to take out vecna, while dustin and eddie were being the distraction against the demobats.

and the walk, felt like it had been forever, your feet were hurting, robin ran off with nancy chasing after her. and now it was just you and steve alone. and god, did that terrify the fuck out of you. for a split second the thought of you being alone with steve with all of these confused feelings going on scared you more than vecna himself. but, you try and stay calm and started talking about robin being a super clutz and how it took her longer to walk then most babies. that had made steve brought up how when he was a baby, he used to crawl backwards.

"what? how, exactly?" you had looked entirely confused, but couldn't help but laugh. he laughed along with you, as he explained, "come on, it makes sense. you push to move, right?"

"no, no, it doesn't make sense whatsoever."

"well, it did to my tiny little harrington brain. that is, until i reversed my baby butt down a flight of stairs and thumped my head really good."

"that explains a lot." you snorted.

"yeah." he chuckles, "i think it kinda does. i think, like, right out of the gate, like, i'm super confident. but i'm also, like, an idiot. which is just... i mean, it's a brutal combination. but, i mean, the good news is, i get a big enough thump on my head, i can change, you know? i can learn. i can crawl forward." he had finished explaining, "honestly, thanks to nancy for giving my head the biggest thump of it's life two years ago, it's changed my life. i really needed it, and now i'm crawling forward. slowly."

you then had brought up to remind him, "also jonathan too, since he did beat the ever living shit out of you. it was satisfying to watch."

"that too." he then went on further, "for so long i was dwindling in the past over a girl who couldn't love me back. which is not her fault, people just can't control how they feel. i thought these things i've been feeling this past week have been about old flames that should've never died out. but honestly, realizing these past twenty four hours, there's a new flame in my life that i just never realized til now."

you had looked a tad bit confused, both of you stopping while you looked directly at him, "what are you saying exactly?"

"you heard the talk i had with nancy, right?" you shrugged and nodded, "all of it is true. every last word. for so long, i saw nancy in that dream with me, but i just don't see it anymore."

"you don't?"

"no, actually and surprisingly, i don't." he replied, "there was just this one important part that i had left out." you noticed him giving you this look as he said those two words that had rocked your world and that it changed your guys' friendship so much from that point on, "you're there."

oh.

you didn't know what to say. how can you respond to something like that? like you felt this relief on your shoulders that he wasn't talking about wanting a family with nancy straight to your face. he saw you. it was still something difficult to process it all. this was as hard as trying to teach steve how to play the guitar a few weeks ago cause he noticed it in your room and asked for you to teach him for fun. but instead of him plucking the strings of your guitar, it is the strings of your heart. with said heart on the verge of beating out of your chest and exploding everywhere.

literally, what can you say to that? like having a life long commitment with someone who imagines and wants six kids with you? you'd die on the spot.

but, just in time before you had the chance to pass out or something, robin and nancy had found you both. interrupted this moment you and steve have, and it just felt like another relief lifted from your shoulders. you were put on a pedestal and expected to have a response of some kind, at least one word. but said words were just too hard to form.

i'm next to you but i'll never be close

so take your time while you're mine and smoke slow

two days after everything that happened. eddie is dead, max is in a coma and you were still processing everything that had happened. like holy fucking shit, what just happened? and now, it's been two days, you're helping nancy clear out some of her old things to donate it to people that are in need of stuff ever since vecna's gates had opened. then, you all suddenly heard honking from a small distance with a pizza van showing up out of no where. and conveniently said pizza can had mike, will, jonathan, el, and some other guy coming out of it. you immediately had embraced el and will with dustin, "i've missed you kiddos so much! how are you, are you okay?"

you also had noticed el's hair is gone, and you just couldn't say anything cause you were in shock. all you did was just give her a meaningful kiss on the forehead. you then had walked over to mike and gave him a quick hug, "god, you leave for one week and everything goes to hell."

"same thing happened on our end too."

"well i'm glad you're okay." and then you walked in between jonathan and nancy's little reunion, "so glad so see you two back together. a major relief for me, actually." and then you gave jonathan a big hug, "you've grown out your hair, byers. i'm so close to grabbing some scissors and getting your old hair back."

"i'll think about it." he says, he let's go and the other dude who you didn't know walked over as jonathan introduced him, "this is my friend, argyle. he was honestly a big help on our end."

"sup." argyle says. you just nodded and shook his hand, "pleasure to meet you."

after the reunions and such, you, steve, robin and dustin went to the school and volunteered to help out the people that are in need. you were helping steve fold clothes as the both of you had noticed robin talking and smiling with her crush, vickie. and then you had broken this two day silence with steve after what he said, "about that night--"

"no, no, it's fine." he cuts you off, "i shouldn't have dropped that on you while we were on the possibility of not making it. it's not fair to you, and i was crossing a million boundaries. and i--" you stopped steve from rambling further by kissing him to shut up. you pulled away with a smile on your face, "i understand, really. because, i had imagined my own future for you apart of it for a while. in like, any possible way, you were there. maybe not the six kids in an rv, traveling across the country type suburban dream. but just, a nice one where we don't have to worry about demogorgan's, and the mind flayer, and vecna, and just the upside down in general." you stopped yourself for a second to catch your breath before proceeding, "i just personally didn't wanna say anything because i didn't wanna ruin this friendship we had built if you didn't feel the same. but hey, you do, and that's great! but, maybe we just take our time slow. cause i'm definitely not ready for six kids."

"i can see that." he smiled, "we don't have to have six kids if you're not comfortable with it. that's totally fine."

you returned a smile at him and gave him a kiss on the cheek and went back to folding clothes, "thank you." then you had also adding, "i'm glad i was there whole you were sulking on halloween night two years ago."

"i'm glad too."

a/n: hope you guys enjoyed! honestly, I wouldn't mind getting some stranger things requests for steve and other characters like nancy, jonathan, robin, max, lucas (I may need to make a new post on who you guys can requests from which fandoms again and a new masterlist but not at the moment)

[theshushdragonsleeps]

So I'm pretty bad at expressing myself through writing cuz I'm pretty shit at it, but I can't get out of my head the scene of Jaiden comforting and confronting Roier during Festa Junina. It's the fact that Jaiden, through her own grief and self isolation, grabs a hold of a drowning Roier. Looking at him and truly seeing him and accepting him at his lowest point. Loudly declaring that he deserves kindness and love and she is his partner and that she is here for him. 

And I believe she will not waver about her conviction and affection for him. And while she may need time and she may be hurt beyond comprehension, she will never actually leave him until the day she is no longer wanted. (Even then she will leave with kindness and understanding.) 

In fact, until the day when one or both are ready to come apart and become their own person again, I believe that together they will be holding each other up. Unwilling to let the other fall despite their own pain.

And just, I love their partnership so much. I know other people in this fandom have been upset that Jaiden or Roier haven't been there for each other enough since Bobby's death, but I need people to understand that both are the type to self isolate when upset. Like Roier might still be a part of the bigger group and acting dramatic around others while Jaiden is acting fine with her usual silliness and then completely disappearing, but both doing the same thing. Both are trying to make a “joke” about how much of a mess they have become after Bobby died without ever having to open up and talk to anybody about it. Both are giving a show as if to say “I wont let you see how much I’m actually hurting because if you actually saw me grieve without my mask of silliness, I will become a burden and you will leave me” 

And by god if I don't feel this to my very core which might be why I’m so obsessed over this. Cuz despite their own fear of being perceived and the feeling of becoming a burden or being looked down upon and used, they are still reaching out and offering others nothing but love.

Like if I remember correctly there was a time when someone (I can't remember who, sorry) asked Roier what he wanted and he said that he wanted someone to fully accepting him and give him a place to feel like he was being cared about, and to be the one on the receiving end of love rather than always being the one to reach out. And here is Jaiden with the sun rising behind her with arms wide open bathed in the new dawning warmth, only offering love and asking for nothing in return. 

Bobby may have been their sunset, but together through the love they have for each other they are creating their own sunrise. 

 And just, ahhhh, sorry I know all of this was overly long winded and badly written and I'm deeply embarrassed by the fact that I can't write better than this but I wanted to try out being a part of a voice in the void of a fandom for once and get a little bit of my love for these two out there.

[caramelteaa]

Okay I have a little theory about code eggs, I'll try to make sense of it.

I'm thinking why Code Flippa wasn't at the event spawning mobs and attacking players, I'm thinking why she talks (weird) and Code Tilin, Trumpet, and Bobby didn't, I'm thinking why code Chayanne does (perfectly).

First, Code Chayanne and Tallulah are based off of eggs that are still alive, probably made by the federation using data they've collected with pictures and watching them interact with players, built by them from zero, but not acting similar enough, not enough data.

Code Tilin, Trumpet, and Bobby could be made from tampering with the code of actual eggs that have passed away, who were given time to spend some last moment with their parents, then taken away BY the federation, who presumably has all their data and memories, which makes them convincing yes, but hard to control, especially Bobby.

Out of all the deceased eggs, Booby lived the longest and had a strong bond with both of his parents, maybe that's why he didn't fight Jaiden and Roier himself, unlike Tilin and Trumpet who had no problem killing players.

But why wasn't Code Flippa there? Why was she hiding in the caves and talks weirdly, asking Slime not to tell anyone about her being there?

I think Code Flippa is a runaway

Now hear me out! She was the first to die, then brought back to life, DIED AGAIN, was given a gun(unobtainable) by the devil, flew multiple times in creative. Juana Flippa, in my opinion, has the most chaotic code/data out of all the eggs. Whether the eggs were reprogrammed or made out of their original code, I'd say Flippa would be the most difficult to kept under control, which she did broke free of.

Code Flippa is roaming free (as free as hiding from feds can be), trying her best to talk to her dad , and she is not going back.

[kasiobite03]

the empty frame in bobbys castle tower is a metaphor for jaiden and roiers family. they shared a house a bed items son, roier showed her his basement, melissa, his betrayal scars, and his home that was meant to be a community house. and jaiden couldnt fully believe she wasnt taking too much when it was her house! it was her base too! she moved out of the home she was building to move in with roier but she still felt like an intruder to her own home! she saw it as a temporary home for until she could move out and build her own base. but she still cared for and accepted every part of roier. and roier loved jaiden back too! when they died in that airship, he cleared out the dungeon and gave jaiden armor and spirit orbs and when jaiden accepted his anger and blame it just fizzled out. jaiden understands. so then roier left a empty frame at the bottom of the tower for jaiden to fill whenever she came back and they laughed and joked while tucking bobby in and jaiden said i bet you a hundred million dollars we'll see bobby tomorrow and roier said are you sure and it was a joke and then tomorrow came and jaiden was an hour too late. and then roier joked and laughed and when jaiden came and he had to break the news he couldn't anymore. because with jaiden roier can let down the jokes and with roier jaiden can be sure he has her back and support and when jaiden fell off the edge roier jumped down to join her before she could even say anything and they had pvp lessons together and a heart to heart as the sun rised and in the end the community house lays abandoned and bobby fields is filled with copies of the best day they had together and the attic is never looked at again and the top floor of bobbys tower isnt either.

[stellarglowsquiiiid]

Back in the earlier months of the qsmp I was a hardcore Jaiden main. That woman got me through a rough spring quarter and while I haven’t been watching her as actively lately I still really treasure the time that I did (condolences to all of the active Jaiden mains out there). I reblogged so many posts about her/animations family/parrot duo that ‘jaiden animations’ is still one of the default tags that pops up for this blog. I have a charm of her cubito on the backpack I use almost everyday.

I 100% support her decision to leave the qsmp. She does so much work already and it sounds like it was very much the best thing to do. And I’ve been watching her for years, so I fully intend to keep watching her other stuff. And after everything that’s happened lately I’m glad the reason is something normal for once 😭

Something something don’t cry because it’s over something something cry because it happened

[keirawantstocry]

🐦‍⬛ Salut!!!!! It is I, back again with more vague yuri prompts surrounding qJaiden

Jaiden/Baghera;

Something happens

Jaiden goes non-speaking

"are you okay?"

'I think I need a hug'

"always, mon agne"

Salut, darling. this got a bit off track but <3 

Jaiden considered herself decently well adjusted to life after Purgatory. She had a home, a family. A near battalion of moms on her side and a beautiful daughter who slept in her arms at night. 

But she wasn't always okay. She wasn't always sure what triggered the episodes. Sometimes it was clear: the gunning of a chainsaw or a glimpse of fire in her periferal. Other times it just happened. 

This was one of those times. 

She collapsed on the floor of their living room, trying her absolute hardest to shake out of it. Focus on the soft texture of the carpet and not the vivid flashing of blood in her mind's eyes. Gasps tore out of her as she bent over and tried not to sob. 

Gentle arms wrapped around her and Jaiden gasped before relaxing into the easily recognizable hands of Baghera. “Shh, amor, shhhh,” she soothed. “It's all right.” 

Jaiden choked on her tears, barely able to see through her tears. 

Leaning back, she let herself be held. Her voice refused to work, she couldn't even begin to say the things she wished she could say. They echoed in her mind like the répétitiveness of à war drum. Thank you, thank you, thank you. My love, darling, baby please. Baby I love you. You mean everything. You're the only light left in my only world, the only thing keeping my heart tick tick ticking in this relentless hellscape of love. 

They laid there rocking for hours. The first words out of Jaiden's dry mouth were, “I love you.” 

“I love you too, mon ange.” 

[wren-kitchens]

fellow romance favourable aroaces who spent a while trying to figure out if they were bi or aroace who likes the idea of romance wya

[sourcitrus]

Reflecting on last night's events in the beginning of the stream ((because, let's be fair, the latter end was really just fun and comfort lmao))

Jaidens character and situation Is so interesting, I have thoughts but im not sure they're concise enough to make a "discussion" abt them.

But Jaidens character still! Is incredibly interesting, it's In a way that You're not really sure how to feel about where it's going and you're conflicted on how to feel.

Personally, I am in that way. But others? Who's to say

[celesaetherea]

Badboyhalo usually finds himself sleeping later in the night; the various projects strewn around his home kept him and his children busy, even though other people slept during those dark and silent hours. However, Bad didn't mind the silence because he wasn't alone; he had Dapper, Pomme, and sometimes, Richarlyson, after all! But, no children were present on the island tonight- each child missing from their beds with no trace except their respective clothing and accessories. The old grim reaper wandered around the island to check the bedrooms and other areas the children frequent often, for anything new- a glimmer of hope their children might come home or be returned soon, but he found nothing. Bad apologized to empty spaces and he found himself breaking, but he tried to keep himself together for any ghosts that might be listening. Every machine on the island was shut down due to an incident earlier today, and his mansion was emptier than ever before, filled with a cacophony of eerie silence. With no children to take care of or projects to keep himself busy with, the grim reaper teleported to his old home- to his son's first bedroom. Exhausted with grief, the old reaper sat on the cold, stone ground, and for the first time in many months, before the sun ever touched the horizon, Badboyhalo closed his eyes and slept early.

The grim reaper awoke later in the night, however- when more islanders have slept, and, with nothing to do, Bad caused mischief and explored with a couple other friends far away, to maybe forget the pain of their children missing- people cope differently in times of tribulation, he supposed. Thousands of miles from the main island and a couple dungeons later, Bad eventually bid farewell and opted to sleep once again. He returned to the cold, empty room but found nothing once again.

No one saw the demon again for the night, except during one instance when Foolish and Jaiden saw their friend briefly ask if the children have come back- as if there was any possibility of that happening at all in the late darkness, with only two people still awake somehow; no children have been returned, nor trace left or a hint of their whereabouts. Dejected, Bad tried to close his eyes and sleep again, but they continue to be on his mind, even when he is unconscious. So, with an aching heart, and a mind plagued with worry, the grim reaper broke and let his tears flow for the first time during this cursed day. Jaiden told him that tomorrow is a new day, so perhaps the gods- the Federation, or whoever might be listening can have an ounce of mercy and allow him to embrace his son, daughter, and many nieces and nephews in his arms once again.

[calliesadeckis]

Hey Jaiden!! I hope ur doing well today, I wanted to ask if you could write a Robin Buckley x reader where reader has to watch from the sidelines as Robin pines over Vickie and doesn't realize reader is right there. Then reader starts talking to simeone else (to distract herself from Robin because she believes it's a lost cause) and Robin's like maybe i do like reader?

Thanks:)

i'm doing well, thank you for asking <3 and oh my god, of course. i love robin so much, she's everything to me

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and i despise my jealous eyes

pairing: robin buckley x fem!reader, and minor robin x vickie & steve x reader

summary: having a crush on your girl best friend was... complicated. even when knowing that she's attracted to girls, just one girl particularly, and that girl was not you

cw: many cups of angst, one sided pining turned two sided (because they're idiots), jealousy (on both ends), happy ending

a/n: robin is everything to me, she's a version of me as well because i kin her so bad, i just felt like she was created for me (as well as for other neurodivegent sapphics out there). also title is lyrics from lacy by olivia rodrigo and i thought it fit here

masterlist

you knew and have been friends with robin buckley since middle school and during that time, you've been inseparable. your parents would say how much you're both attached to each others hips, which was quite the understatement.

when the both of you were close enough, she came out to you. trusting you enough with who she really is and has not told anyone else. of course you'd understand, maybe not entirely for your 13 year old brain, but.... how could you hate your best friend, your ONLY friend for who she loves? you thought people hating on someone for that was dumb, yet again, you're young, you don't know much of the world and why they act the way it does. but nothing was ever gonna change on how you viewed robin.

once you started high school together, you've experienced some changes yourself. that you found yourself going through an experience that your friend was a couple years prior, but at the time, it didn't mean anything important. and you though, 'this can't be a coincidence that i'm attracted to girls, as is my best friend' and speaking of that best friend.... through this discovery journey, you started seeing robin a different light. she was still your best friend of course, but these feelings were just growing into more than friendship, and that feeling never went away.

you were unsure about your sexuality for most of your high school experience, up until senior year. robin was in band, and she met this cute girl in band, vickie, and it made your just a little bit angry. and it's not just the fact this girl is taking time away from your best friend, but it was the fact robin was looking at a girl like that, and that girl wasn't you.

it's not like you hated vickie, you don't even know her, it was just possessiveness that got to you. everything was just so fucked and you didn't wanna talk about your feelings because you weren't exactly the best at communicating your emotions. especially when you don't like talking about them to begin with.

so, the second best option was to move on, though that probably would take multiple year and not over a span of a few days. you needed some type of distraction, of course. so you decided to hang out with steve harrington. and you a a freshman would be confused and wouldn't believe they'd be friends with steve harrington during your senior year.

and we'll, you were in luck. steve was looking for someone to take as a date to lucas' championship game so you took the opportunity to volunteer. and getting to know steve, he wasn't exactly your type but he was sweet, and yeah, a bit dumb, but he had heart and cared for others. and obviously this wouldn't be a permanent thing for you, but you felt kind of sad for steve because he's been mentioning about finding a girl who isn't leaving out of state to go to college, to find someone who isn't gonna be some boring one night stand and never speak to you again. you knew he wanted something real with someone, maybe it wasn't you but... you wanted to help.

to be honest, he was a gentleman. it wasn't even a dinner date, it was going to a high school basketball game and the two of you were sitting in the bleachers. he did buy you some food as you watched the game, you weren't overly invested since you didn't know much about basketball, but you wanted to support lucas.

during the game though, you and robin occasionally gave one another glances. this had made your heart beat a little too fast, but you ignored it.

the game was over and you and steve were walking towards his car to take you home, then you made a pretty dumb move and kissed him. obviously you didn't like him like that but... distracting yourself in anyway with anyone felt good, but it made your stomach twist up in knots. that had gotten progressively worse that robin was watching the entire thing by the time you pulled away. and she was walking away heartbroken and you were just standing there frozen til steve snapped you out of it by clapping his hands together to get your attention, "hey!" and you looked at him, and you knew, that he knew, "go after her, okay? i'll be fine."

"i'm sorry, steve." you felt awful for using him like this, he was your friend and you took advantage. but he brushed it off, "it's fine. i'd rather have robin be okay than me." and you smiled at him before running after your long time best friend. and you called out to her, "robin, can we please talk?"

"there's nothing to talk about, alright." she didn't turn back to look at you and just kept walking, "i just want you and steve to be happy. i don't wanna get in the way of that." but you managed to catch up to her, making her face you. "that's not what that was, okay? he's not my type." and you got her full attention, "like i won't deny he's easy on the eyes and i think he deserves a girl who'll make him happy, but that's not me. i kissed him because i wanted to distract myself from my feelings. and i'm bad at talking about my feelings. so i just push them down and pray that they'll disappear over time but... some stuff just stays."

robin was trying to understand what you meant, she couldn't exactly understand who you were referring to, "so what are you saying exactly?"

"i like you." you blurted out, "maybe even love you. you're my best friend, and i didn't wanna ruin years of friendship because of how i felt about you. and you have a crush on vickie, which is cool. i'm happy for you, but i just... can't go on without being honest with myself. and i'm sorry if i'm talking too much and i-" but the buckley had cut you off with a kiss. and this time around, it felt great, and it felt real. the feelings and emotions were all there on both ends. she pulled away a few inches to just rest her forehead against yours, "i feel the exact same way. for years, actually."

you gasped in surprised and lightly and playfully punched her shoulder, "are you serious? why didn't you say anything?"

"i didn't think you'd feel the same." and she pulled away from your face with a big smile on her face, "especially since i thought you were straight and i didn't wanna ruin our friendship." and the two of you giggled like idiots. you brought her into another kiss before hugging her tightly, "we're both such idiots."

"yeah, pretty much." she chuckled.

[selfsabotaqe]

*       ♡     ◞      closed starter      ╱    for @invcntions .

impatient knocking sent luca cursing under his breath towards the front door of his apartment, and with an irate tug the door swung open to reveal the familiar face of someone he did not expect to see.   “ to what do i owe the pleasure? ”    he quipped immediately at the sight of his ex boyfriend, eyebrows drawing together in what resembled a faint frown. perhaps part of him wished it was someone else there, different familiar face coming to see him. but the other part of him was relieved to avoid the imminent confrontation between them. deep sigh then slipped past his lips as he pulled the door open for him, faint nod of the head implying he was welcome to come inside.   “ but seriously   —   not that it isn’t nice to see you, but i don’t assume you’re just here for a coffee. ”

[plush-rabbit]

Coming Out as Aro

Request: hi, hope you're doing well today! i saw your fic of asmo and mammon's reactions to reader coming out as ace, and was wondering if you could do coming out as aro for mammon, asmodeus, leviathan and solomon?

A/N: I did a bit of research on this so like let me know if it needs any changing or something!! Like the ace post, i did my research based on different experiences so let me know if it’s any good or not! Happy pride!!

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Mammon:

People often forget that Mammon is very emotionally aware of others. Of course, he could tell that there was something on your mind- that you’ve been acting a bit differently than you have before. Usually, he isn’t one to pester you when you look so serious, but he has to know, and he asks and lays his head on your lap, trying to get your attention. You can talk to him about anything- he promises to understand. He’s a demon- even if you’ve done something bad, he wouldn’t blame you, and would probably take the fall for it if it meant you’d relax for a minute. 

Coming out to him is easy- sort of. The words come out in a rush and without even thinking, words exclaimed loudly that has him just nodding. Okay- you’re aromantic. It’s a big deal, but it isn't. He knows how important it is when people come out to others- he is very versed on human interactions and even so, sexuality isn’t confined to just the Human Realm- he’s met his fair share of demons and angels who share your sexuality. He knows what being aromantic is- and of course, he accepts you. 

You may have a new label to you, but you are still you. He likes to be around you. And now without the risk of romance in the air, he’s much more relaxed. He doesn’t stutter over his words- at least not as often as he did before. Words of care and praise are still difficult for him to share, but it isn’t like before. 

With words being difficult for the second-born, he expresses himself through touch, but only if you're comfortable with it. He likes to rest his head on your shoulder or sit by your side, a pen in his hand as he scribbles over your knuckles. You’re still a  close friend and you coming out has changed nothing about it.

In good nature, he is overeager about giving you things that represent your identity. He’ll buy you items in green, and buy small flags in forms of stickers or pins or anything, for you. Mammon cares deeply for you and if you did show hesitation in your coming out to him, he will go overboard in trying to make up for the fact that you thought he was going to react in anything less than positive. Whatever it is that you want- he’ll get it for you. Whether through spending his money or not, is an entirely different story, but he wants you to know that he cares for you. 

Leviathan:

Leviathan’s sin gets to him the most when he notices that you want to tell him something but never do. He thinks to himself that he must have upset you in some type of way, or done something to make you not want to spend time with him. He avoids eye contact with you when he asks if something is up- choosing to focus on a game he’s completed long ago. Of course, there’s a reason that you’re acting like this. He’s already degrading himself in his mind; biting his inner cheek in order to avoid having the words spill out and taint whatever relationship you both have at the moment. 

When you come out to him, he’s silent for a moment before nodding. It had nothing to do with him- he can finally breathe. He knows what aromanticism is. He’s consumed enough media and been on enough forums and blogs to know about all types of identities and sexualities. It isn't surprising that he would know what that is. He’s been around and while he may not be socially active, he does still talk to people from the human and demon realm, and knows the varying sexualities.

You coming out to him is a breath of fresh air. He doesn’t have to think about being romantic with you, nor does he have to worry that anything more would happen. You wanting to be friends with him is already a major win for him. He can just be with you and nothing has to change. You two are still friends. Nothing has to change that- and it won’t with your recent coming out, if anything, it only cements things further which the Avatar of Envy is proud of. 

No matter what, you're still his Henry. The pack that you share with him bonds the two of you, and he’s glad that your friendship will always be set, that nothing really has to change between the two of you. He still brings you to his room to read manga and play videogames. Your friendship hasn’t changed with him, other than him being much more relaxed around you. 

Knowing how important representation is, he will often call out canon aromantic characters to you. Leviathan wants to share his own hobbies with you in some type of way, and by expressing characters that can be like you, is something that he sees can bring the both of you closer. He’s excited for you, wanting to show you that you are being represented. 

Asmodeus:

There’s something that you’ve been meaning to tell him and Asmodeus isn’t sure what it is, but he knows that it must be important enough to cause you to be much more reserved around him. He’s sure that he’s made himself to be someone that you can come to when you have any type of issues. You must know that he’s been around for a very long time, enough to know that whatever it is that you’re facing, it’s something that will be no match for him. He can handle whatever it is that you want to throw his way. He holds your hand, and you come out to him with a nervous smile and he takes it well.

He knows what aromanticism is- understands that there are varying levels to it much like other sexualities and genders. You’re beside him, fiddling with your hands, twisting your fingers into one another, as you explain where you fall onto the spectrum. He listens and nods at all the right times. He wants to know where you lie- what your definition of your sexuality is. 

He’s romantic by nature, and he never wants to make you uncomfortable- to push you to feel something that you shouldn’t. Of course, he can’t sully change himself due to his own sin, but any advances that are made towards you are empty, there’s no real flirtatious vibe that they once held, just something that’s rather sickly sweet that has you rolling your eyes and scoffing at his mannerisms. If you were to set any boundaries with him, he’d be entirely respectful. There may be moments where he’d cross that line, but he apologizes immediately, wanting to avoid making you uncomfortable. 

You don’t have to be romantic with him, and he knows you don’t feel much towards romantic advances and it takes a bit for him to get used to, like how hand holding isn’t much for you but it means a lot to him in a sense where he can still be close to you. 

Whatever you choose to be with him, he’s happy with it. You’re happy with yourself, and he isn’t going to be one to push you. He understands what his sin is, but even so, he doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable. Asmodeus has people and demons throw themselves at him, even as an angel, he was ethereal. And perhaps that has placed his ego on a pedestal, and to have you not attracted to him in any manner, makes him feel loved in a different type of way. He cares greatly for you, and he is always going to be your close friend.

Solomon:

Solomon can tell that there is something that you want to talk about with him, but he isn’t quite sure what it is that you want to talk about. Or if there even is something that you want to talk about- you could possibly just be anxious about something all together. He lets you know that he is there for anything that you want to talk about- whether it be for something miniscule as messing up a potion or something as grand as dealing with mental issues. You coming out to him- if that’s something that you want to call it or not- is not what he had expected that you wanted to talk about.

It came to a surprise to you a long time ago that he had been around for a very long time, so aromanticism is something that he knows about. But, while he may know about it, it isn’t something that he wants to take from you. He tells you that there’s nothing to worry about- if you had any worries about your relationship with him- and wants to know more. You explain to him what aromanticism is to you- how you seem to define it.

There’s a stop in your words, and even some repeat. You’re stuttering and twisting the fabric of your shirt, and even though he's accepting and validating your identity, there's still a part of you that is anxious to talk about it so openly with him after spending so much time contemplating. You know him- he’s a good friend, and you know that he’s been around for a long time, longer than you’d ever be able to comprehend. But it still doesn’t stop the anxiety that bubbles in you.

Of course, he’s happy that you told him. You have no reason to feel anxious, but he isn’t one to tell you how to feel- especially when it’s something that deals with this. He doesn’t want you to feel weird around him, so he asks what your boundaries are, because your feelings come first. 

If there was a shift in the relationship, it isn’t noticeable. Solomon likes to spend time with you and that won’t change. You both still hang out, and he still teaches you bits of magic that you aren’t familiar with. There’s a certain playfulness that has come from you coming out to him. At the end of the day, you mean a lot to the sorcerer and he is going to treasure the type of friendship that you have given to him.

[kasiobite03]

i hope you can understand

[oatmealmika]

bro i might be a comphet lesbian 😟

[niicevibe]

I was just thinking about all the times I’ve had to taxi home from work and how it’s over 20 bucks each time I’ve done it, and my job LITERALLY gives staff taxi vouchers when they need them for WHATEVER THEY NEED HNGGGGGGGG