#mess around and whatnot just to get him to laugh genuinely

[themeraldee]

The fact Homelander seems to have a Pavlovian response to cameras where he just smiles no matter what got me thinking about how much angsty potential there is in that. It's obviously something that's been drilled into him, and we know he's got a bunch of facades up at any given moment, especially when he's in public (some Vought manufactured, some self-defensive). Even people who see through some of them, like the boys, don't see through all of them. But I also refuse to believe, even with how Vought propaganda saturated the world of the show is, that someone somewhere doesn't see footage like the clips of him at the red carpet event for Dawn of the Seven and wonder if he's okay. Even if that concern comes with a side order of wariness. Anyway, the point of this rambling is: I was just thinking about an SO catching him smiling fakely and just generally performing when they're no longer in public, perhaps after a rather draining event or something, and it doesn't sit right with them. They gently (verrrrry gently) remind him the cameras are gone now. I think he'd react with at least some indignation and denial at being called out so easily, but at the end of the day they don't want him pretending to be happy if he's not - because they don't actually want him to be perfect (again, I'm sure he'd have mixed feelings about that) - so I think he'd be kinda caught off guard that someone noticed him performing but has reacted with empathy rather than wariness. And then I think he'd want to just lie with his head in their lap for a while. Apologies for splurging in your inbox! This ask is way too long oh my. But do you see my vision?

I see your vision and I LOVE IT.

The moment when he realizes they love him for more than just the Homelander public persona that most fans adore him for... Nobody who got to know him without the cameras has ever actually loved him. So I think this would be a big shock to him. Everyone else has found him off-putting, downright maniacal. But you just tell him that he doesn't have to pretend anymore and I feel like that'd break his perception of you. Like he can just be...himself?? To be with someone who loves him more when he's not performing?

He'd eat it right up. And you're absolutely right, all of this always ends with him getting his cuddles.

[aventurineswife]

Comforting reader after they get a really bad hair cut. They are so pissed about it, they want to buzz their hair so bad just to get rid of the bad cut. But ultimately doesn't thanks to lovely calming words, actions and whatnot. Mainly with Boothill, Itto, Argenti and maybe Aventurine. Or whoever else might fit!

(Totally not based on a thing that actually happened, totally not...)

Chopping Away the Anger

Tags: Argenti x Reader, Boothill x Reader, Aventurine x Reader, Itto x Reader, Fluff, Comfort, Self-Image, Emotional Support, Emotional Growth, Character Development, Mentions of Frustration, Gentle Guidance, Healing.

Warnings: Mild frustration, Body-image issues, Self-doubt.

A/N: I'm sorry to hear that 😭🙏

You storm into the room, frustration radiating off you as you run your fingers through your messed-up hair. The mirror told the cruel truth. It was nothing like the picture you’d shown the stylist. It was chopped, uneven, and nothing short of a disaster. The urge to just grab the clippers and shave it all off was overwhelming. You hated it so much.

Boothill, who had been sitting by the window, watching the stars flicker in the sky, turned his head at your sudden entrance. His sharp gaze scanned you for a moment, sensing the tension in your stance.

"You look like a rattlesnake that got caught in a blender," he commented with a smirk. "But somethin’ tells me it ain’t the hair that’s botherin’ you."

You let out an exasperated sigh. "It’s just... I hate it, Boothill. I hate it so much. I wanna buzz it all off. I don’t even care anymore."

He stood up, walking over slowly, his tall, mechanical form casting a shadow over you. With his shark-like teeth, he gave a soft chuckle, though there was a warmth to it. "Well, if you’re thinkin’ of buzzin’ it, then I reckon I might just get a front row seat to that spectacle."

You turned your head, locking eyes with him. His black eyes glinted in the low light, aim symbols flickering in them like a sign of his sharp, calculated mind. He gently reached up, brushing some of your hair behind your ear, his touch surprisingly tender despite his rugged exterior.

"I ain’t sayin' you ain’t got the right to be mad about it," Boothill said, his tone softening. "But sometimes the things we don’t like... can still be part of what makes us who we are."

He ran his fingers through your hair, carefully examining the cut. "Ain't so bad if you ask me. Maybe not the way you planned, but ain't that the way life goes sometimes? Messes with ya, but you learn to work around it."

You gave him a skeptical look, but his words, accompanied by the calm of his presence, began to soften your frustration. The need to buzz it off felt less pressing now, even though the hair still felt like a tangled mess.

"Besides," he continued, his voice low and calm, "you’ll look back and laugh about this one day. You’re still you, with or without the perfect cut."

Boothill’s smile widened, showing just a hint of his shark-like teeth, and in that moment, the thought of grabbing the clippers seemed less urgent.

You sighed, feeling the weight lift off your shoulders as Boothill’s presence surrounded you. Maybe it wasn’t so bad after all.

You walked into the room, hair disheveled and a fiery anger in your eyes. Itto looked up from where he was lounging, his giant horns poking out from behind the couch as he raised an eyebrow.

"Hey! What happened to your hair?" he asked, sitting up with a grin.

You flopped down on the couch, practically fuming. "I don’t want to talk about it. I hate it, Itto. I look like a mess. I’m honestly thinking of just buzzing it all off."

Itto's playful expression softened, and he sat up properly, giving you his full attention. He could tell the frustration in your tone was genuine.

"Alright, alright, calm down," he said with a chuckle, coming closer. "I get it, you’re mad. But you know what? Buzzing it off ain't gonna solve anything."

You crossed your arms. "I don’t care. It’s awful. What else can I do?"

Itto put a big, warm hand on your shoulder, the kind of gesture that made you feel safe despite his boisterous nature. His big, goofy smile was comforting, and his words were laced with sincerity.

"Look," he started, his voice more serious now. "We all have days where things don’t go the way we want. I get that. You can always change things, but sometimes, you gotta give yourself a little time. You don’t gotta make big decisions when you’re mad."

He nudged your hair gently, the way he would pet his own own when it was feeling down. "You got a lot of beautiful stuff goin’ on already. Why not let the bad haircut be a funny story? You can always fix it later, but this moment, right here? It's yours."

You looked up at him, your annoyance slowly melting away. The comforting presence of Itto, so simple and genuine, reminded you that it was okay to embrace the imperfection. It was just hair, after all.

"Okay, fine," you sighed, finally cracking a smile. "But next time I’m picking the stylist."

Itto grinned, giving you a thumbs-up. "Deal! And hey, no buzz cuts yet, alright? You can pull it off. I’ll help you fix it—just not with a razor."

You stormed into the room, hair a mess from a botched haircut. You barely even cared about how it looked, feeling like it was the end of the world. Argenti, ever the epitome of grace and composure, raised an eyebrow at your entrance.

"What’s the matter, my dear? Your expression looks like you’ve seen a ghost."

"I hate it, Argenti. I look terrible!" You ran your fingers through your hair again, growing more frustrated. "I should just buzz it all off. At least then it’d be uniform."

Argenti stood up from his elegant chair, his movement fluid like a dancer’s. He walked toward you, his eyes warm with understanding. "Ah, I see. A sudden transformation of your appearance has left you in distress. But I implore you to consider... beauty is never merely a reflection of perfection. It’s found in the very imperfection itself."

You looked at him, not sure what he meant. "What are you talking about? My hair looks like a disaster."

Argenti took your hand gently, his touch light as he guided your fingers through your hair. "In our world, it’s the flaws that make things unique. It’s the things that are unexpected and raw that carry the most beauty."

He tilted your chin up slightly, his gaze soft. "What others might see as imperfection... I see as a chance for something new. A challenge for you to redefine beauty in your own image."

You met his gaze, slowly beginning to understand. His calm presence, his dedication to beauty in every form, made you rethink your initial reaction.

"You have a gift for seeing things differently," you whispered, a smile starting to form.

"Ah, but it is not a gift," Argenti replied, his voice full of quiet confidence. "It is merely the nature of those who have walked the path of Beauty. It’s about seeing beyond the surface and embracing what is. Your hair? It can still be beautiful."

His words were enough to quiet the storm inside you. The idea of buzzing it off seemed less appealing now, especially with his calming influence at your side.

"Thank you, Argenti," you murmured, feeling the frustration lift.

"Of course," he said, his smile a perfect blend of kindness and serenity. "Let it grow. Let it become part of your story."

You entered the room, your anger palpable. Your hair, which you had been so excited to get styled, now lay in disarray, hacked unevenly. You paced back and forth, hands tangled in your messy locks. "I can’t take it. I’m so done. I should just buzz it all off. It’s a joke."

Aventurine, ever the one to watch with careful eyes, raised his eyebrows, though his lips twitched upward in that signature, enigmatic smile. "A disaster, I presume?" he asked, his voice soft and soothing.

You nodded vehemently. "I look ridiculous. I can’t stand it."

He stood from his chair, his eyes twinkling with a mix of mischief and understanding. "I’ve known risk-takers, gamblers, but hair... now that’s a new wager," he said with a chuckle, his voice smooth and almost hypnotic.

He stepped closer, his presence calming and intense. "If I may, allow me to remind you of the game you’re playing, my dear. The beauty of a thing is not always immediate. Sometimes, it’s in how we adjust, adapt, and evolve. It’s in waiting for the perfect moment."

You stopped pacing, the words settling in your mind.

"You may think of buzzing it all off, but would that truly be the move you want to make? Is that what you would want if you weren’t so caught up in the frustration?" His voice softened, a touch of sincerity slipping through. "Sometimes, the greatest strategy is to pause and allow things to evolve on their own. You might find that the answer to this 'disaster' is simply time."

You looked up at him, the weight of his words taking hold. "You’re right. Maybe I’ve been too hasty."

He smiled, a rare and genuine expression. "Patience, my dear. The game is not yet finished."

As you sat down and let out a deep breath, you realized that the impulsive desire to buzz it off had passed, replaced by the quiet confidence in Aventurine’s words.

[mikeypubes]

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SFW

so if he likes you, you're never going to find out 🤷🏻‍♀️

this man leaves no hints whatsoever and treats you like a rando.

he has probably liked you for years, honestly. he never spoke up about it, though, for a couple of reasons.

also because he's not too interested in romance at the moment. he has bigger worries (like mikey 😐)

he is self-conscious and aware though so he'll notice if you like him right away.

he's pretty serious about relationships and whatnot so he doesn't wanna rush things, or get into a relationship he's unsure of.

he needs to make sure you both want this and both have the same feelings before getting into it, and any relationship will be long-term for sure.

and when he does date, he's dating for marriage 100%

so when you do confess, he'll get pretty shy and just mumble that he feels the same way.

anyways into the actual relationship !

forehead and head kisses.

if you want a real kiss you're not getting one unless you start it 😁

later on into the relationship, he'll get more comfortable and MAYBE he'll give you a small peck in a private, romantic situation.

he's super soft and gentle, but he'll be way too shy to initiate anything at the beginning.

his love language would be quality time and maybe acts of service, and occasionally some gift-giving.

i can see him finding an ugly plushie and giving it to you while laughing cheekily because it "looks like you" 👍

if you try to feed him in public he is NOT taking the bite.

PDA will never happen, at the very most hand-holding just because you insisted.

he's super overprotective.

you're not going out at night alone, he's always always gonna walk you back home and make sure you're inside safely till he leaves.

your mother ADORES him because he's so respectful towards elders and especially your parents, he wants to make a good impression.

he's honest and truthful, so when he says he'll never hurt you, he genuinely will never.

he would hate it when you wear overly revealing stuff, like super short shorts or a short skirt, so he'd try to cover you up with his sweater.

also I feel like if you try to wear his clothes, he'll pretend he hates it but he would probably find it adorable SUPER DEEP inside.

he low-key carries snacks you like around when he's with you, and he always has a hair tie on his wrist (and he'd lie and tell you it's for him).

he always plays with your hair and braids it, but if you play with his he'd tell you to stop even though secretly loves it (it's so relaxing for him, he'll probably lay his head in your lap and fall asleep).

also, he will FIGHT for you, like if some guy (especially from another gang) is really out of line, he'll get so pissed.

he would lose it if you got hurt. (this sounds so cringey)

he doesn't want you to get too involved with his gang activities because he knows how vulnerable you are and how dangerous gangs can be, especially since he and mikey have so many enemies.

also, you're going to automatically know mikey. for sure.

get used to draken ditching you for mikey's random ass whims 😜

also get used to seeing draken covered in someone else's blood.

like i can imagine him finishing up a fight, then coming to your house in the middle of the night covered in bruises and you'll be like "omg?? what happened??" and he'll act so cool and chill like "just cleaned up a mess."

and he kind of looks hot, too.

he likes it when you tend to him, though.

he'll probably sit on the edge of your bed while you're standing close to him, focused on disinfecting the scratches until you feel a soft kiss pressed to your forehead.

he'll ruin the mood by suddenly grunting and lecturing you "that hurts, idiot."

this is pretty random but I feel like he always and I mean always smells good. he hates strong colognes so he always has a soft but nice smelling cologne on.

I feel like he subconsciously flexes how tall and strong he is, like seeing you struggle to open a jar and he'll come over all nonchalant and open it so easily.

when he's in a nice mood, he'll be really teasy and romantic. he loves seeing you get all red and flustered.

he prefers hugs over kisses just because they're not as embarrassing. also because he loves feeling your warmth around him.

if he ever makes you cry, he'll feel so guilty and would try to make up for it in indirect ways, but if was because of an argument, he'll apologize properly. he's really mature.

but do not disrespect him. he needs to feel respected in a relationship otherwise it won't work out.

he's surprisingly innocent, like he does not have ulterior motives. he'll THINK of things, yeah, but he won't look at you in an assholery way.

NSFW

I think it would take a long time to get into it, honestly.

he's really big on trust and communication, so if you both are 100% sure you want it, then he'll prepare for it really well.

it'll have to be at your house. he will never do it at his place, he'll die of embarrassment. plus he cannot take the teasing from everyone who works there knowing that he brought a girl to his bedroom (and it's pretty obvious what they would do all by themselves in there).

he would want you to be relaxed too, so a brothel probably isn’t the best choice

he would feel so much better knowing you totally trust him and show him yourself in a vulnerable state.

either way, he's obviously slow and gentle. it's also embarrassing for him, since he's never done it before this time.

he probably likes boobs the most

he would have done some in-depth research to make sure you won't feel any discomfort.

and he makes sure it's totally safe.

his aftercare is amazing, too. he'll properly clean the both of you up, and actually take care of you. if you want water, tea, anything, he's got you.

anyways yeah that was pretty long

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[jmagnabo92]

Jilypadweek2024 - Day 6 - Best as a Trio

@jilypadweek

Prompt - Everyone Assumes (that they're together)

When they are celebrating ten years as best friends, someone asks them how they make it work as a throuple prompting James to question why everyone assumes they're together...

AO3

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James’ favorite part of his friendship with Sirius and Lily is that everything is just so natural and easy.  Ever since first year when things went a little off on the train, but got better once Lily was sorted into Gryffindor and she distanced herself from Snape (after realizing how much he dislikes muggles), they’d been an inseparable trio. 

Throughout their later years at Hogwarts, people always wondered if they’d start dating.  It started off as assuming two of the three would get together leaving the other out in the cold, but they would never do that.  They all genuinely felt comfortable as a trio and never wanted to mess with their dynamic… they were all better as friends.

That didn’t stop people from teasing them about how they assume that the three of them are together all the time. 

And it’s not just their friends, either.  Every time they go out to a nice dinner or an event, someone inevitably asks, “How do you make it work?  A throuple?”

Which leaves them confused and embarrassed.

Just like tonight.

They were celebrating ten years of friendship and had just gotten done with dinner, when a neighboring table asks the question.

“Erm, sorry, we… we’re just friends,” Sirius says with a slight blush. 

“But you were celebrating an anniversary…”

“A friendship anniversary,” Lily offers, blushing slightly, too.

James is confused by the blushing, but the neighboring table apologizes, and they manage to make it out of the restaurant and to the car (since they were in the muggle world this time) without incident. 

James climbs in the back, while Sirius gets behind the wheel and Lily gets in front. 

“That was weird, right?” James questions once they get moving. 

“Maybe not that weird,” Sirius offers.  “It is kind of weird to celebrate a friendship anniversary.”

“It’s more the word anniversary than anything else,” Lily offers.  “People just associate it with dating and whatnot.”

“There’s nothing wrong with celebrating friendships…” James says, trailing off.

“No, but the way we do it could easily be misconstrued as romantic,” Sirius offers.

James looks between Lily and Sirius, slightly confused when the blushes from before return. 

“Do you think they’re romantic?”

Sirius shrugs and Lily says, “Well, I mean, after all this time… would it be so bad if it was?  If we tried?”

“We?” James asks, uncertainly.  “… are the two of you dating?”

He doesn’t want to admit that he’s not sure that he wants a yes.  He would want them to be happy, but he doesn’t want to be the odd man out. 

He feels guilty for wanting them to say no, even after Sirius says, “No, of course not.  We’d never do that to you and not talk to you about it,” as he pulls into the parking lot of their building.

“But,” Lily says, turning to face James in the back.  “But, Sirius and I… had a moment where we realized that maybe everyone has a point, and we should be together – the three of us.”

James had frozen when she mentioned that they had a moment, until she said ‘the three of us’. 

He can’t help smiling.  “Wait, seriously?  You two wanna date me?”

Sirius laughs, turning around, too.  “Of course we do.  Why wouldn’t we wanna date you?”

James shrugs.  “Well, I – I don’t know.  I just – I guess you two are just so smart and attractive, I figured… if you could have each other, why would you want to bother with a third?”

Sirius and Lily share a look before Lily assures him, “I think we should’ve learned by now that we work best as a trio, hence, trying to work up the nerve to ask you if you’d like it, too.”

“I’d like nothing more,” James says, the smile on his face getting ever bigger. 

“Good, then, why don’t we go inside and celebrate?  Our sort-of first date was a success and now, we can enjoy less just friends-like activities,” Lily says with a grin.

“Love the sound of that,” Sirius agrees.

“Me too.  Here’s to the three of us – best as a trio,” James agrees.

“Hell yeah.  Let’s do this!”

[your-neighbor-in-the-northblue]

Strawhats When They're Drunk

➼ Word Count » 0.5k ➼ Warnings » None ➼ Genre » Platonic/Romantic

Luffy doesn’t drink at all, so when he does, he becomes 10x more excitable. He’ll be bounding off the walls and will try doing hundreds of things at once. You’ll probably have to leash him until he calms down because if you don’t, he might end up breaking something.

It’s hard to tell when Zoro’s drunk since he drinks so often, but if you pay attention you’ll notice he’s a lot more giggly than he normally is. If you go and sit beside him, then he’ll throw his arm around you and mumble jokes about Sanji to you and will just crack up.

Nami's a very flirty drunk. She'll cling to you and whisper sweet nothings into your ear until she sees you blush. It's always a competition with her and she will win. She'll put in the work to see you flustered and loves when you teasingly reciprocate back.

Usopp gets a strong boost of confidence whenever he starts drinking. He’ll start walking around with a different swagger and telling stories in a more certain tone. It’s like nothing could ever tear him down as he becomes so full of himself, and he’ll cling himself to you, just trying to impress you in any way, even if all you do is laugh and push his face away.

Sanji becomes a tad more clingy when drunk and will do everything in his power to stay near you in anyway he can. He clumsily walk over to you, slur a compliment, and collapse into your lap. Not even on purpose, he just genuinely tripped.

Chopper will just slur his words inconsistently before falling asleep. He's the easiest one to deal with out of everyone on this list (mostly due to his size), although, his emotions change on a dime. One moment he’ll be laughing and the next he’s hiding behind doors because he’s uncertain about what’s going on.

It's nearly impossible to tell with Robin, she just goes on as normal. Only when she starts sprouting hands and messing with the more stoic members of the crew can you tell. No one's ever seen her so giggly as she watches Zoro stand in confusion at who's tapping him on the shoulder.

Franky gets way rowdier than he normally is, standing on tables and crying and whatnot. He'll scoop you into his arms and sob, or maybe he'll just start yelling profanities to no one in particular? He's a wild card and it's impossible to really pinpoint his mood when he gets intoxicated.

Brook's another easy one. Just sit him down in front of the piano and he'll go at it till he collapses. He'll sing and belt till he's down, which makes for a great party, and an easy-to-take-care-of crewmember.

Jinbei just gets clumsier when drunk, which can still sometimes be a problem considering his larger stature, but at the very least he's easy to keep track of. He'll just stumble around in your general direction until you ask for him to drink some water, then he'll comply with no trouble at all.

[megamattzx]

Must be a Saiyan Thing:

It was a quiet night in Mount Paozu in the Conton City reality. GT Goten and Goku Jr were currently relaxing outside looking at the night sky filled with stars as they sat next to a campfire. The Stars perfectly aligned around as they felt the breeze prickling at their skin. It was a beautiful night indeed. The two Saiyan counterparts couldn't help but marvel at the site that they were seeing.

"Wow," GT Goten finally said. Struggling to keep his astonishment at Bay. "Get a load of this sky."

"yeah it can be really pretty sometimes," Goku Jr said as you couldn't help but smile a bit after saying that. A hint of something on his mind was there but he would keep it to himself as it was a thought that always made him smile as of late.

"Speaking of pretty things," GT Goten finally said causing his brother to look at him with a hint of suspicion. "What's going on between you and that Yamelia girl?"

"what do you mean what's up?" Goku Jr quickly questioned. Not knowing where his counterpart was going with this.

"well I don't mean to stick my nose into your business or nothing," GT Goten could be heard saying. A clear indication that he might be aware of what's going on already. "But from what I can tell, there's a hint of Attraction there."

"Ppfffst WHAT!?" Goku Jr quickly said in disbelief, as if he was oblivious to what was happening. "Come on! It's not like that bro! We just flirt with each other just to mess around! That's all! For fun!"

GT Goten only playfully scoffed at his brother's remarks. "Well, that diary seems to tell a different story. From what I can tell, she's absolutely over the moon for you bro."

"Maybe but it's hard to tell if it's just genuine or it was just her coping with her flirtatious and feisty side, as well as her bashfulness at times," Goku Jr finally said. "Can't really know if she really means it or anything."

The second biological son of Goku only laughed a little bit much at Goku Jr's annoyance. "Hahaha... You're so much like dad, Kaka," GT Goten finally said between his chuckles. "Because clearly taking a hint isn't your strong suit!" He then stopped laughing as he then gave a light but genuine smile. "Not going to lie, she is pretty cute though. You should flirt with her more often. You know, just a "mess around" and whatnot."

"yeah yeah," Goku Jr said in annoyance at his brother. "I'll get right on to that!"

"Oh come on, Kaka!" GT Goten said in his still light-hearted tone as he continued. "I'm just giving my bro a hard time, is all! To be fair, I've also been oblivious to a woman's affections before."

"Really?" Goku Jr finally said with a chuckle. "How did that turn out?"

GT Goten then took a moment to ponder on that question as he thought back about his version of Marron. As well as a few others he met in his childhood and the course of his life as well. He never cheated on anyone but he had been oblivious to how girls felt about him. Hearing Marron's voice in his mind reminded him of that time. "Goten, can you at least promise something?" he heard the memory of Marron's voice in his mind. "No matter what happens on your missions and the Time Patrol, try not to do anything too reckless, please? Just try to always come back safely...."

Snapping back into the present, GT Goten took a moment to think about what happened before taking a deep breath. "Rather unpredictably," he finally said. A hint of regret was there in his voice as he did so. "The thing is we grew up together, so I guess it should have been expected!" He then thought about all the times him and his version of Marron played together and talked together. how much closer they were in comparison to how they were to Trunks at that time. It was clear he was looking back on perhaps past mistakes. "Looking back at it now in hindsight, I could see the signs clearly. But as I was starting to catch on and notice the signs, things started to get... Complicated."

"How?" Goku Jr asked with a hint of confusion.

"I met another girl," he answered truthfully as he thought about Valese.

"yeah?" Goku Jr responded.

"Before I knew it, my feelings for my closest friend were put aside for this other girl who would forever change my life," GT Goten said, thinking about how he met Valese, the times when neither of them was really comfortable with each other until they really started to talk. "At first I wasn't really sure of her, and I could tell that she wasn't really completely impressed with me either. But when we really started talking, and as time went on, we got closer. However that only made things even more complicated." He took a moment to think of all the battles he had fought and then all of a sudden the memories really started to swell in his mind. And eventually, he remembered that his version of Marron decided that she was done waiting for him and then started to be with their version of Trunks from now on. "Unfortunately fate got tired of waiting for me to wise up to things. So before I can make a decision, it made the choice for me...." There was clearly regret in his voice as he said that. A clear hint of sadness there too. "And now.... I'll never get the chance to know what could have been between me and her."

A smile then began to form on his face again as he accepted that the past was now in the past and he had to put it behind him. "But I guess you didn't have to deal with such a thing, huh Kaka," GT Goten said before looking at his brother from an alternate timeline and realizing that there was a hint of sadness in his expression.

Goku Jr would just lay there looking at the sky and his expression showed a deep depression there. Like there was an ache in his heart that he wasn't too sure of. A pain that never seemed to have gone away even after so long still fresh in his mind. Goku Jr was thinking of someone that held dear to his heart at the time. Someone he obviously lost for whatever reason. But then it clicked on the alternate of his brother Goten. He was thinking about Celia. That girl he was slowly falling in love with during his journey to save the family. Goju Jr never really talked about what really happened to her. But it was definitely something that really shook Goku Jr to the core so it was safe to assume that she died.

It was at that moment GT Goten then began to sigh. "Heartbreak all around, huh?" He finally said allowing Goku Jr to take a deep breath before he somberly responded.

"Must be a Saiyan thing......"

[serenanymph]

find the word tag

tagged by @oh-no-another-idea over here! my words were fish, fancy, feeling, fuel, and float. gently tagging @thatndginger, @digitalsatyr23, @faytelumos, @halfbit and @writingamongther0ses, plus whoever else wants to hop in! your words are ground, glass, grimace, gesture and genuine.

buckle up y'all this is gonna be a long one

fish - Crow Wings

“It’s been twenty minutes,” Crys points out, peering down at [Icarus], shadowed by the sun directly overhead. “Of running!” he complains. His hand flops around in the grass a little like a dead fish, before lifting up to point at Crys. “You have no idea how it’s like for us normal people, Mr. Fast-and-Agile-as-the-Wind, maneuvering around the forest when having to run this quickly is actually hard, y’know?”

fuel and fancy - Witch's Book

Icarus frowns. “But why separate them? Why not just join them –” Rhyme shushes him. “Getting to that. The gist of it is: a long, long time ago – which, not that long, really just several decades – Elai was basically just a good spot for mining. Coal and fuel and shit. Maybe even fancy jewels. Don’t really know, don’t really care; point is, it was a good spot for mining, and so people settled. Handful of villages popped up like weeds. They puttered on for a good while, happily mining away and whatnot, growing and earning money or whatever – and then Witchrisen came. In droves. So they built walls around their villages, banded together, made Elai and made it a safer but probably crappier place. Those villages with walls around them we now call city sectors. But…” “They’re still scattered,” Icarus says. She nods.

feeling - Witch's Book

The girl laughs. It is a sharp, humorless sound, nothing funny about anything. Somehow, Crys gets the feeling it’s the only laugh she tends to make. “Goddess, you really are a bunch of country bumpkins, aren’t you?” she asks. Icarus makes a faintly insulted noise. The girl shakes her head. “Things have been getting messy around here, recently. Why do you think the AMA showed up out here? Chance? We’ve been getting patrols, curfew, tighter restrictions and rules. The Order of Klysmos was even gracious enough to lend us one of their Knight Captains.”

float - Witch's Book

Down below, Dahlia and the boy crash through the woods, heading towards the village on the left – carrying a conversation half-shouted, one that Beatriz can’t hear fully this high up. Snatches of “Hurry” and “Poachers” and “Stall” float up to her and she ignores the way her stomach seems to drop further, focuses on following them, just follow them, just focus on this one sole task, don’t mess this up, come on –

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[shamebats]

My partner knew about trans issues before I came out and was always supportive, he'd sometimes ask questions and I'd explain things to him, but he was never in trans spaces/culture. He didn't know all the current vocabulary and whatnot.

Still, he reacted negatively and got very upset, but I knew it didn't come from a place of malice and I gave him some time to think and after the initial emotions had settled (he's autistic, doesn't do well with change and hadn't really put much thought into whether he could also be into men up to that point).

We talked openly and honestly and eventually, he started reflecting on how much happier I am, how I basically went from feeling completely numb, anxious, passive and miserable to a more optimistic, joyful version of myself than he'd ever seen in our 9 years together and how much of a difference just admitting to myself that I'm trans made. He could tell that I'm genuinely happier and that was really all it took.

Within a few days he was already consistently using the right pronouns (despite first stressing how difficult it'd be for him and how he'd mess up all the time), coming up with new cutesy nicknames for me and within a week of us talking about our feelings and concerns as they came up, he told me not to second-guess myself because of him, that he'll always support me no matter what, as long as I'm happy, that we'll figure things out together like we always do.

It meant so much to me that he never felt like he had to walk on eggshells around me. He got all the problematic questions out, got over it and now he's perfectly comfortable making lighthearted trans jokes that make me laugh and doing stuff like taking me on a date to the sports bar to play pool because "you're a guy now and this is what I do with my boys".

He fully sees me as a man and goes out of his way to do many little things to affirm my gender. He's my biggest ally and the convos I've had with him did more to help me figure myself out and become more secure in my transness than even ones I had with other trans people, because with him I'm never afraid that I'll say something wrong and get a negative reaction (which triggers my rejection sensitive dysphoria), and he often asks questions that others would think are inappropriate to ask (for example whether anal sex feels so good to me because it's gender affirming or if it's just for kinky reasons, I genuinely had to ruminate on that one for a bit lol).

"The trannies should be able to piss in whatever toilet they want and change their bodies however they want. Why is it my business if some chick has a dick or a guy has a pie? I'm not a trannie or a fag so I don't care, just give 'em the medicine they need."

"This is an LGBT safe space. Of COURSE I fully support individuals who identify as transgender and their right to self-determination! I just think that transitioning is a very serious choice and should be heavily regulated. And there could be a lot of harm in exposing cis children to such topics, so we should be really careful about when it is appropriate to mention trans issues or have too much trans visibility."

One of the above statements is Problematic and the other is slightly annoying. If we disagree on which is which then working together for a better future is going to get really fucking difficult.

[light-lanterne]

i haven't written a single word for this au, but please, if i may, allow me to ramble a little about demon!mike :]

story summary 🕊️

for context, in this story mike and will are sixteen and, whilst he does have a tormented past (because it's me and i always torture him), mike is far more innocent and cheerful than how i always portray him.

this story starts right after winter break, so mike and will have known each other for around a month by the time valentine's day rolls up. in that month, mike has been relentlessly pestering will and being his big goof ball self, always seeking to make will laugh and defending him from bullies and whatnot.

because of his upbringing, however, mike has a remarkably poor grasp of (human) social concepts and this translates as him being too harsh and shameless: he doesn't know he should be quiet in a library, eats with little care about etiquette, and he jokingly flirts with will even when they are out in public (it's the 90s in this story, so it's still not socially acceptable -_-)

all his knowledge about human society comes from books, often really old, and he always favoured fantasy so they never offered much in terms of civility. when he did learn something along those lines, it was always outdated so sometimes he will sound like a grandpa x.x hop even thinks he's a little victorian child who's been transported into their time somehow.

anyway, there's a lot he doesn't know about our world and thus, when he first gets asked if he has plans for valentine's day, he doesn't even know what that means and it's not like he can ask anyone, right? he must keep appearances and any human his age would know about this.

so he lies and later turns to books to investigate such a foreign concept and it is very late in the evening when someone knocks at the byers' door. being the closest to the entrance, will then goes to see who it is and is baffled to see mike standing there, all dishevelled like he just ran a mile, looking adorably nervous as he takes in his surroundings for this is the first time he's been at will's house.

getting over the surprise, will then asks what's up and mike is shifty and a little uncomfortable but then he gets over himself and merely asks

"will you be my valentine?"

and will is completely taken aback because no one's ever shown this much interest in him and even mike is usually a bit more subdued with his advances. so for him to be so direct,,, so sincere,,, it takes will by complete surprise and he doesn't even remember to reply until three minutes later, well after mike devolved into a rambly, apologetic mess.

eventually, he manages to say yes. mike cheers up, hugs him and leaves for the night. will reenters the house, giddy as he presses his back against the door and slides down to the floor with the biggest smile on his face because someone just asked him out. and not just anyone, mike did!

all is good

except,,,

well, mike's research about valentine's day was a little unconventional and whilst he did read it was mostly a romantic holiday, he also read it was about friendship and he and will are good friends, right? what better excuse to spend the day with his good friend will than valentine's day? :D

(he likes will, very much, but he genuinely just wanted to spend the day together as friends because he doesn't want to rush asking will out,,,)

[tohokuu]

y’all me and my friends were fucking

around w this one guy a while back (few months ago). now, i’ve known him for years and only this time i got to know him real well. we sexted twice and both times i was laughing my ass off bc he was horny asf and i was just messing w him 😭 my other friend made out w him and our third friend caught feelings smfh but like - ALL 3 of us have had a thing w this guy.

BUT ANYWAY- this guy (let’s call him junior) is SUPER cocky. like he thinks he’s the shit bc he does crypto or drop shipping or whatever.

but listen, he genuinely talks shit abt all the other ppl on campus bc he thinks they’re gonna go nowhere in life. he brought up my friend, josh (let’s call him josh) and was like “josh is a bitch made pussy. he’s not getting anywhere in life”

josh actually works for an insurance company and he’s doing great. when we told josh what junior said abt him, josh told us that junior tried to get him fired from his job. like CRAZY.

josh paid 120 to put gas in my car the other day so yk we thought he was real. we were all hanging out and went to mcdonald’s, got food and whatnot. AND WE STARTED SPILLING ALL THIS SHIT ABT JUNIOR TO JOSH BC I POSTED JOSH ON MY STORY AND JUNIOR WAS LIKE “omg is that josh?”

and josh told us that junior did him SUPER WRONG and we felt so bad

and today !!! JUNIOR POSTED ON HIS STORY AND IT WAD A PICTURE LF JOSH IN HIS CAR. THEY WERE HANGING OHT TOGETHER

men are insane.

[striped-carpet]

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Bokuto Relationship Headcanons:

A/N: I suck at posting most of the time, so have this sorry excuse that I made because I felt bad. School starts again soon for me as well, so I don't imagine that'll help my posting habits very much,,

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At first, Bokuto didn't realize that he had romantic feelings for you. He thought he just had a platonic need to keep you safe and whatnot

He realized that he had a crush on you when you were talking to another guy and he got jealous

While I don't see him as the jealous type, he is slightly overprotective at times

It's always out of love, though

Speaking of love, he loves you more than anything

His family probably likes you a lot as well because of how happy you make him

I feel like he's a cuddler

Something about it just feels so safe to him, plus he likes the feeling of having you in his arms

He usually prefers to be the big spoon, but doesn't mind if you want to instead

Shower with him. Wash his hair. He absolutely adores showering together, and it makes him feel really safe

He also likes to help you wash yourself as well, but only if you're okay with it

To go along with that in a way, if you're ever uncomfortable doing something, he would never make you do it

He honestly just wants you to be happy, or at least to see you smile. It doesn't matter if it's because of him or not

If you're not someone who expresses emotion outwardly, I feel like he would be good at inferring how you feel. This is mainly because Akaashi is pretty much the same way

He loves your laugh, too. He doesn't care if you think it's ugly or not, because to him it's one of the best sounds in the world

Akaashi likes you a lot, too, and appreciates when you help him get Bokuto out of his emo modes

When Bokuto goes into emo mode around the team, they usually call you over if you're near them so that you can take care of it since he listens to you better

If you aren't near, they'll try and have someone else take care of it. If that doesn't work, you'll be getting a phone call from one of the team members

Bokuto honestly really enjoys having you with him when he works out

I feel like he would be the type of boyfriend that would like you to sit on his back when he's doing push ups and whatnot

If you think that you're too heavy or something along those lines when he asks you, he'll promise you that you aren't

If you're still too nervous to do that he'll let you go and do your thing, but always promises that he'll get strong enough to the point where it won't bother him (and where you hopefully won't be insecure about things like that, although he makes it hard to be insecure around him with all of the praise he gives you)

If you're more on the chubbier side, I personally headcanon that he prefers potential partners that have more chub, but overall doesn't really care about body type

He strikes me as someone who likes dogs and children

That being said, if any of those correlate with you he'll be over the moon

You and Kuroo like to mess around with him, just to see his reaction

Speaking of Kuroo, you, him, and Bokuto would get together at random times in the night just to mess around

Akaashi and Kenma sometimes join in, but don't really do much

Overall, Bokuto would be a very loving partner who genuinely wants you to be happy and succeed in life. Would happily spend his life with you if you wanted, as well :)

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Thanks for reading! Sorry for any spelling/grammar mistakes and have a great day/night! :)

[heliads]

A Ruse By Any Other Name

Pietro Maximoff has just discovered the occupant of the HYDRA cell next to his- another Sokovian survivor of the experiments. Y/N L/N can tell any lie, convince someone to do anything she wishes. All Pietro can think about, however, is the life they could have together.

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There is no way out of this cell. Pietro knows this, but it doesn’t stop him from trying. He’s been given this accursed gift, he should at least be able to do something to leave. He slams against the walls with enough of an impact to shake the ceiling; nothing happens. He’s tried this enough times for bruises to cover him like freckles, but even those disappear faster than they should. No matter what he tries, the walls remain.

It feels unfair, somehow, like if he’s been giving this raging pulse and this overwhelming need to run he should have a place to do it. You gave this to me, he wants to shout, now take it back or at least make it feel like I don’t want to tear myself apart. Pietro knows that if he says anything like this they’ll drag him back to the labs and it’ll be even worse than before. So he keeps his mouth shut, and lets his frequent attempts to escape do the talking for him.

There’s a resulting thump on the other side of the wall, and he falls quiet for a second. Sometimes, it’s easy to forget that he isn’t alone. All Pietro knows is the rough mess of a schedule that has become his life as a test subject of HYDRA- some days in the labs, most of the time spent in this cell unless he’s deemed useful enough to be allowed out into the field. Even then, on those scarce days of reprieve, they’re careful to keep him out of sight so the Avengers and S.H.I.E.L.D. won’t pick up on his presence and try to stop him. Otherwise, they’ll send over a team to kill everyone in the vicinity and call it justice.

No, Pietro isn’t alone. On one side of his cell is another containment block, one that holds his twin sister Wanda. She doesn’t share his same speed, his same need to move and move until his feet are raw and bleeding. He’s seen the way she can manipulate the objects around her, twisting minds like they’re toys in a display. It should scare him, he supposes, yet he just feels numb about it. She is Wanda, she would never hurt him. Not unless they made her, and no one has ever been able to make Wanda do something she doesn’t want to do. Not now.

He’s making it sound like they didn’t want this, like they weren’t volunteers. Pietro and Wanda were the ones to show up at HYDRA’s door, asking for a chance to turn their ghosts into weapons and their dirty palms into those of saints. People have failed them over and over again, it felt like time to tip the scales back the other way. HYDRA hadn’t said a word, just welcomed them in and locked the door behind them. Sometimes, Pietro wonders if he would have changed his mind had he known the full extent of what they’d undergo. Would they stay away? Or would they have come anyway, knowing there was nothing left for them but broken houses and the bodies of their parents right next to that bomb?

Pietro and Wanda aren’t the only HYDRA volunteers to survive, however. There is one more: a girl, one about their age. Pietro has never seen her in person, only heard the rumors in pieces and snatches from security guards whose usually stoic silence is broken by nervous chatter. Her name is Y/N L/N, although the guards all call her the Ruse. She has powers not unlike Wanda, in that she can manipulate people’s minds, but the similarities end there. Y/N’s powers have an entirely different edge, something that can convince the toughest of guards that they have something to fear.

The Ruse got her name because of her powers. She can convince you of anything, get you to believe any lie no matter how false. They say she whispers things into your head, can make you believe that your family is out to kill you and that your lover has poisoned your mind. With just a second’s concentration, she can rewrite your entire head and convince you to do anything she wants. That could involve giving her information, selling out an organization, killing a thousand people before you knew it. Pietro sometimes wonders if her victims know what’s going on while she’s controlling them, if they’re silently screaming even as their trigger finger tightens. Then a shiver runs over him, and he forces himself to stop thinking about it at all.

HYDRA allows the Ruse into the field more often than Pietro or Wanda, using her as a spy and a mercenary and whatever else they can think of. She has considerably more freedom, if you could call it that, because HYDRA’s taken another precaution with her. They’ve experimented with the old Winter Soldier programs, placing basic mind control over her. HYDRA can make sure she only tells the lies they want to spread, and that she has no way to control any of them. And so it is that the spider is caught by the web, that the one with the power to spin any lie is trapped by one greater than herself.

There’s a loud sound in the hallways, pairs of boots thudding down the hall. Through the barred window on the cell door, Pietro can see them dragging someone through the corridor. A guard steps forward to unlock Y/N’s cell, then they throw her unceremoniously through the door. The lock shuts with a click, and all guards leave the block, presumably to check with an official to make sure she hasn’t caught them within any lies.

There’s quiet for a long time, and then Pietro hears something else. It’s barely there at all, and he wouldn’t have noticed it were it not for the inhuman abilities given to him by HYDRA. To be honest, it almost sounds like somebody is crying. Pietro slows down for once in his life, crossing the cell hesitantly until he stands before the wall neighbouring Y/N’s cell.

Over the past few hours, Pietro has found a hole in the wall, a chink in the cinderblock and concrete where you can see through to the other side. It’s about the size of his fist, disguised by a low-hanging scrap of material. Pietro pushes it aside, allowing him to see Y/N for the first time. When his eyes first fall on her, he draws in a breath sharply.

She’s beautiful. Pietro doesn’t know what he had thought she would look like- cruel, maybe calculating, a glint in her eye that never seemed to fade? How do you portray the Ruse? But the girl slumped against the cell wall before him doesn’t seem like a villain, somebody who scares everyone in HYDRA’s payroll. No, she just looks afraid.

She must have heard him, because her head falls away from her hands and she looks up at him. When she speaks, her voice is quiet, cracked from the tears. “Are you Pietro?” Pietro nods. “Sorry to spy on you. I just wanted to make sure you were alright.” Pietro isn’t sure what he was expecting she’d say, but he doesn’t anticipate what she does next. She laughs bitterly, leaning her head back against the wall.

“I’m not. Not at all.” She lets her gaze drift from the ceiling back to him. “I don’t know what’s real. I don’t know anything at all. I’ve told so many lies and had so many more pumped into my head that I don’t know what way is up. Nothing makes sense, because everything I can remember contradicts itself. I don’t even know who I am. I’m the Ruse, I guess, but I don’t even know what that means.”

Pietro listens to her, feeling his spirits sink in sympathy. “You’re Y/N L/N. You’re a spy, and you’ll be able to work through this because you’ve been working through this for as long as you’ve been here.” Y/N sighs. “I’ve been breaking apart as long as I’ve been here, and I don’t think I can figure things out again. There are so many stories in my head, Pietro, and I don’t think any of them are true. If I say something and I believe it, is it true or am I using my powers? Nothing makes sense.”

It’s hard to look at this utterly broken girl in front of him and think that this is the all-powerful Ruse that has the directors of HYDRA quaking in their polished boots. Pietro doesn’t know what to say, and he tells her as much. Y/N chuckles. “Well, I don’t think anyone could know. I can get in your head, but you can’t get in mine.” She squints at him now. “Why did you check on me in the first place? Aren’t you scared that I’m going to control your mind like everyone else?”

Pietro shrugs. “I don’t know what you could do to me that hasn’t already happened. I can’t leave the base, I already have powers, there’s nobody I could hurt except myself and I heal pretty quickly. It’s kind of my thing.” Y/N smiles at that, a genuine smile. Pietro doesn’t think he’s seen it all day, and he wishes he could tell another joke so he could see it again. Y/N might not know what’s true and what’s not, but Pietro knows that she’s the most beautiful girl he’s ever seen when she smiles at him like that.

Y/N clears her throat. “Tell you what, Pietro, if we ever get out of here I’ll think about what you said. Figure things out and whatnot. Keep moving forward.” Pietro smiles ruefully. “That sounds pretty good. I might even walk instead of run.” Y/N snorts. “That’s a little extreme, Maximoff. Don’t go making promises you can’t keep.” The sound of approaching guards makes Pietro hurriedly duck back into his cell, but he still thinks to himself that he’d give up all of his powers and then some if it means that he could have a future with Y/N away from HYDRA. They may have just met, but it feels like he could spend a lifetime with her.

When Pietro and Wanda meet Ultron, the first thing he thinks is that it’s a way out. If they go with him, they can escape HYDRA, turn their backs on the labs and the tests and the sinking knowledge that by signing up they may have made the worst mistake of their lives. His second thought is that when he and Wanda don’t return, he’s damning Y/N to stay at that facility until the end of her days. It cuts at him like a knife, a guilt that he can’t quite shake.

Ultron promises many things. Power, legacy, a chance to rebuild. All of it calls to Pietro in the same way that HYDRA’s programs called to him all that time ago. He’s terrified of making another mistake, and finds him wishing that he could turn to Y/N and ask her what she thought. Y/N has seen a thousand decisions being made, and had a hand in most of them. She tends to have some pretty good advice on what to do, and Pietro could use her voice right now.

In the end, he makes the choice himself. They decide to throw their lot in with Ultron, turning their backs on HYDRA and opening a door to the future ahead. When this doesn’t work out, they switch to the Avengers like handing off a baton. There’s a fight coming, a fight that Pietro knows has a pretty good chance of turning south. If he dies, there’s something he wants to do first.

When he tells Wanda his plan, she thinks it’s a terrible idea. “You want to go back to the HYDRA facilities? If they caught us, they would kill us.” Pietro shrugs. “That’s why we won’t get caught.” Wanda had rolled her eyes, telling him that she would haunt him forever if his stupid idea got them killed, but in the end she had agreed to go along with it. That’s how Pietro and Wanda ended up breaking into the HYDRA base, or specifically the cell block along the southern perimeter. 

The bonus of having lived there is that Pietro knows which guards have the keys and which don’t, when to time a break-in so that the guards are still on rotation and won’t find them, and the exact cell where Y/N is locked away. When he opens the door, she stares at him for a second, then runs over and flings her arms around him. “I thought you were gone for good.” Then she steps back, doubt creeping over her. “Is it really you, or is this just something they’ve made up to mess with me?”

It hurts Pietro to think that HYDRA would use him against her, so he gestures towards his head. “Check and find out. I promise, it’s me. I’m getting you out of here.” She grins at him, a wild grin full of hope and excitement that she’ll finally have the life they both dreamed of on the nights they couldn’t sleep for the nightmares. Pietro picks her up in his arms, running as fast as he can to pass by the guards before they can even draw another breath.

They come to a stop outside the facility, Wanda joining them shortly thereafter. Y/N flashes her a smile. “Thanks for the rescue.” Wanda waves the gratitude away. “Don’t thank me, it was all Pietro’s idea. He practically begged me to come help you out.” Pietro’s about to chide Wanda for saying this, but when Y/N turns to him with a beaming look he feels like he could break into a hundred more HYDRA facilities just to prove it to her that he could.

They both end up joining the Avengers for the fight. Y/N refuses to leave if they need to defend the city against Ultron, especially if Pietro will be there. “You just saved me from HYDRA. I can’t leave you here to fight alone.” Pietro shrugged, saying that as long as she remained safe he would be alright with it, but secretly he couldn’t be happier that she was staying. They’re out now, out for good. He doesn’t want to leave her side for a second.

The fight against Ultron is difficult to say the least. Ultron summons up hundreds of drones out of nowhere, which swarm the streets like insects. Pietro, Y/N, and the rest of the Avengers take them down as soon as they appear, but it feels like they’re fighting on borrowed time. How long until there are too many, and a wave of metal robots chokes out the sky from above him?

At last, the fight looks like it will be over. They’ve managed to get the last of the refugees onto the ships, and Y/N is seconds away from boarding one herself. Pietro’s about to join her, and then he looks over his shoulder and sees them. Clint, who’d made sure Pietro could join the Avengers in the first place, and the child he’s carrying to safety. Pietro also sees the ship swooping over them, the bullets about to hit them.

Time seems to slow down. Pietro knows what he has to do to save them, the only choice he has. It’s the only way to pay Clint back for saving him, for saving Wanda. They’ll be able to make it after this. He has time to wish that Y/N will forgive him for this, and then he’s gone, twisting through the street just in time to block the bullets. Clint’s head is ducked as he prepares for the metal to tear through his flesh, but he looks up with a startled look as no impact occurs. Pietro manages a cocky grin. “Didn’t see that coming?”

Then the pain hits, and he collapses to the ground. There are too many bullets for him to heal, too many to save him. Pietro can hear a scream, and he realizes it’s Y/N. He wants to tell her that he’s sorry, but he can’t find the words. She’s kneeling next to him now, and he can see the tears glistening in her eyes. Even like this, pain lacing her every feature, she’s still just as beautiful as the first time he’d seen her.

Pietro can feel his heart rate slowing, stopping. Y/N gets this look in her eyes of panic, of fear. She cradles his head in her hands, forcing him to look at her. When she speaks, her voice seems charged with some kind of power. It’s unlike anything he’s ever heard before. “You are going to be alright. Your wounds are going to heal, and you are going to survive.” Her gaze is captivating, impossible to ignore. For some reason, Pietro listens, and for some reason, his wounds start to close up.

He can feel the flesh reknitting, but it makes no sense. He died, or he should have. Why is he healing now, why is he standing up and taking in another lungful of air? He goes to take a step, then stumbles. Y/N catches him, and he draws her close. He can feel her sobbing in his arms, but they’re aren’t sobs of sorry anymore- they’re of relief. Pietro forces himself to speak. “How did you do that? I thought I was dead.”

Y/N speaks through her tears. “You were dead. I just needed you to stay alive, so I used my powers, I guess.” She looks up at him, and Pietro realizes that she’s nervous, as if afraid that he’ll be disgusted by this display of powers and move away from her. Instead, he draws her closer. “You’re amazing, Y/N. Honestly. You saved my life.” She lets out something between a laugh and a sob. “Just don’t ask me to do it again.”

Pietro grins, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “Don’t worry about that. I don’t intend on dying anytime soon. We have a future to plan, remember?” Y/N smiles up at him. “How could I forget?”

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[mosshead-lover]

Perfect Imperfections

Bakugou x Reader

A/n: @miraclecherryblossomsblog, This one's for you. Hope it’s of your liking. It’s pure fluff( But you know you can always hit my ask box*wink wink*).

Also dedicated to all the other homies out there who look in the mirror and think ’not pretty enough’. I know it’s not possible to feel all ’I'm-perfect-the-way-I-am’ type of vibe overnight. I can't either. But, let’s take a small step ahead, feel a little less bad and appreciate ourselves a little more. Okay? One step at a time.

- Bau

Although it had been a year since you transferred to UA, It felt like you had been there forever. Even as a foreigner, you had no trouble settling down and making friends. Your genuine personality and carefree nature were adored by almost everyone. Even though you always told yourself that people saw you for who you were and not for how you looked, the insecurities regarding your appearance hit you from time to time. It was also one of the reasons why you could never confess to your crush. You always thought,

'There is no way in hell he is gonna like me back, not amidst all these perfect girls.'

You hadn’t even opened up to your best friend, Kiri. Only if you did, you would know how your crush felt about you. Only if you did.

New year's Eve:

"Hey! I am here, Redhead!"

You barge into Kiri's room, announcing your arrival. He was in front of the mirror, adjusting his spikes. He was all dressed up for the New year's party that the whole class was attending. He turned back in disbelief after seeing your reflection in the mirror.

"So, you really not gonna go?"

He looked at you up and down as if confirming what he saw in the mirror was real. Your hair was as messed up as ever, tied into a lazy loose bun. You wore an oversized hoodie with a pair of sweat pants. Did he need more clues to know that you weren't attending the party?

You plug in your laptop and settle on his study table, not bothering to answer him.

"The fuse went off. It's gonna be a while till girls block gets the power back. Stupid electricians. Taking their sweet time to arrive."

You curse under your breath.

Kiri crosses his arms and lets out an audible breath. You read the annoyance on his face and respond to his original question.

"Told yeah. The new episode of [Your favourite action show] is airing today. I can't miss it for the world."

He nods in disbelief and gets ready to go.

"Don't mess with anything. You know my roommate."

"Alright. Alright," You wave your hand.

"Though, I can't guarantee your snacks won't disappear."

Kiri lets out a huff, nodding at how well he knew you, and throws a bag of chips towards where you sat. You barely catch it and look at him with eyes full of gratitude.

"That's all I have. The rest is Bakugou's and, you wouldn't.." He begins warning you but pauses halfway.

"Actually...if it's you, he might let it slide."

"What?" Your voice was low and skeptical.

"The whole class knows!”

Kiri throws his hands back and laughs.

'I am sure I never acted so obvious!'

You were kind of terrified, more at the thought of what Bakugou might be thinking of you.

"I...Do you think I am good..."

"If you aren't perfect for him then, I don't know who is.."

Kiri bends down to face you and smiles ear to ear.

"Oye shitty hair, your chick is waiting for you near the entrance. Check your phone.Geez."

Your heart skipped a beat hearing that voice. It was your usual reaction. Only this time, you were also embarrassed, anxious, and whatnot. You had never had a proper conversion with Bakugou to date. Despite sharing the same best friend, you rarely bumped into each other, let alone exchange greetings. The last time you conversed was when you stood up to a molester who threatened you and the victim with the knife on the train.

Two times he spoke to you was on the same day.

"Stand back," before he took down the guy and

"Are you okay?" After.

"Oh! Shoot" Kiri checks his phone and shouts in dismay.

"Bakugou, Is that how you're coming?" Kiri seemed to have forgotten his waiting-girlfriend at the sight of Kachan.

"Who said I am going?" Bakugou snaps and walks towards the bathroom.

"Looks like it's a date." Kiri winks at you. After making sure that Bakugou went in and latched the door.

You click your tongue and dismiss his comment.

"Don't break his heart."

Kiri brushes your hair and takes large hurried steps towards the exit.

[Bakugou splashes his face with water several times. He didn't expect to see [y/n]. Not in his room! His eyes were on her so often that the whole class knew. When Denki asked if he should talk to [y/n] for him, he had threatened to fuse him. There was no way he'd let puny feelings like love take over. Not that this resolve helped him think of her less often. Every time he overheard her talk, he was surprised at how heartful and genuine she sounded. For him who rarely laughed, [y/n]’s laughter was music. For him who rarely smiled, hers was enchanting. Amidst all this, What [y/n] thought were her flaws barely caught his eyes, and even when they did, they did as perfect imperfections.]

You thought long and hard about if you should leave. What if he was staying? You'd just be disturbing him. but then, he might have been sarcastic. If was going indeed, he’d want the room for himself to change. Either way, you decided it's best if you left.

Just when you are about to close down your laptop, Bakugou comes out of the washroom.

"Is that [your favorite action show]?"

"Ah...Ugh...Yes."

You curse yourself for not being able to say a single yes without stammering.

’He must think I am a pathetic powerless loser!’

He grabs two sodas from his shelf and sits on the wooden stool near you, offering a can to you.

You are suddenly conscious of how messed up your hair is. You cry on the inside for not dressing up better. You take a sip and another as if the carbonated drink would help you loosen up. It might have, for you finally broke the awkward silence.

"So, You are not going?"

"Tsk. It's lame. I'd rather watch [your favorite action show]. So this guy's finally gonna use the Ace up his sleeve, eh?"

"Looks like it." You nod. Your mind shifted from the awkwardness to the show. You involuntarily offer him chips, and a few minutes later, when you turn to take it back, Bakugou's eyes meet yours. Surprisingly, he does not look away. You are flustered and, your breathing pattern goes wild.

You look away, more conscious than ever. You put on the hood as you turn away in embarrassment, hoping to hide your scattered hair.

"W.. Why are you looking at me like that? Is it the rashes on...?"

"What? No” He finally seemed to snap back to reality.

He lets out a deep sigh before holding the lace of your hood and pulling it down so that it became tighter around your head.

"You think shit like that matters to me?"

He sounded disappointed and agitated, his eyes still steering into yours.

"I can't do this anymore," he mutters under his breath and pulls you closer using the lace that he held.

"You can stop me," says he, before smashing his lips to yours. You were living your dream. Like you'd ever stop it. After a brief kiss, He parts, his face clouded with a little bit of guilt. You kiss him back, assuring him that the feeling was mutual.

You shift from your chair to his laps in the flow. He lets go of the lace, slides his hands under your hoodie to grip your muffin top.

"Bakug..." You call him out with a shaky voice, layered with a fear formed by one of your many insecurities.

He pauses, thinking you wanted him to, but soon realizes why you did that and pulls you closer with the same grip on your waist and squeezes gently to show how much he relished it.

"Remember dumbass, you are the one complaining. Not me."

He continues kissing you, bringing in more passion with every second that passed.

You had let the worldly definitions of beauty dictate your self-confidence for too long now. A weight the seemed permanent lifted off your chest as you savoured the moment.

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[yan-twst]

may i have platonic hcs w dorm leads? for a soft, fragile reader? (lesbians rise up !!) gn pronouns please!

hell yeah lesbians rise up once again!!!!! 

riddle rosehearts

riddle often likes to invite them over for tea whenever trey bakes

he also invites them to unbirthday parties often- but since he’s trying to be a bit more “lax” with the rules, they aren’t as... graceful as he wishes they’d be. he much prefers to have some relaxing teatime with his friend in the common room than to have all the heartslabyul students chattering and him trying to not be a spoilsport at an unbirthday party

he finds it quite cute how just... soft and gentle they are. no offense to his other friends, but chen’nya and trey are probably everything but soft. it’s honestly quite relaxing for him to just hang out with them

maybe it’s because of how nice and gentle they are, or just because he trusts them a lot, but he’s much more willing to open up and show his vulnerable side to them. 

he often takes them to see the hedgehogs and feed the little critters. usually, riddle would rather be caught dead than cooing and petting the little animals, but he knows that they won’t judge. the hedgehogs like them too!

he’s very much aware they’re rather fragile, and he’d be lying if he said he didn’t worry over them. nrc students are... rough, to say the least, especially other dorms where discipline isn’t kept as strictly

he’ll most likely make sure it’s known that he’s close friends with them (after all, nobody  would dare mess around with the heartslabyul leader’s friend), and he’ll also frequently set up study sessions to make sure they’re doing alright

leona kingscholar

leona almost feels like his friend’s protector. sure, he’d never say it out loud- but even though he might call them a “meek little herbivore” and so, he deeply cares for them 

some would think leona’s gruff and almost careless attitude wouldn’t mesh well with their soft and gentle way of being, but they couldn’t be more wrong

... maybe he does need some softness in his life. he’s so used to being surrounded by people who either fear him or think of him as an inferior version of his brother, or by others who are similarly a bit rough in attitude: having a friend like them just brings some much needed softness to his life

unsurprisingly, his idea of hanging out is more often than not letting them hang around while he naps. it’s true he can sleep wherever, but there’s just something about falling asleep knowing they’re around that brings him peace. it’s probably got to do with being at peace in the presence of someone he trusts

leona is very, very much aware that they’re not very sturdy. he calls most people herbivores, yes, but with them he means it. he might play it off as just him being annoyed, but he does seriously worry

he’ll invite them over to practice magift in the mornings; of course, everyone in savanaclaw knows to treat them nicely and to not even try to rough them up, lest they get on leona’s bad side. he hopes that he can help them at least a little: sure, some magift practice won’t just make them super strong or anything, but it comforts him to know they can learn to hold up on their own

but it’s not like that’d be needed, really. leona doesn’t let anyone slide by and even as much as hurt a hair on their head. it’s shocking to everyone how the usually lazy lion seems to go out of his way to make sure they’re doing well and to make sure everyone knows if they try to mess with his friend, they’ll have him on their case

azul ashengrotto

azul almost feels a bit guilty sometimes. his business isn’t necessarily the nicest or the cleanest, and his reputation is unique to say the least. and on the other hand, there’s someone like his friend, who just radiates an aura of soft and gentle energy 

some people think that someone as sneaky as azul would only associate with someone as soft and gentle as them for nefarious reasons, but in reality, it’s not like that at all. azul would rather have everyone see his childhood photos than betray their trust; that’s how serious it is to him

he often invites them to the monstro lounge to hang around. they can do homework and get a snack, or if he’s free, he’s more than happy to spend time with them. floyd and jade like them quite a bit too (although jade and azul make an effort to not let floyd squeeze them because knowing the eel’s strength he might really do some damage), so it’s always a fun time

he wishes he’d had a friend like this when he was younger. someone with just such a gentle way of being and a soft demeanor, instead of the snickering and hurtful kids who threw pebbles at him and laughed. but at least he has them now, he reasons, and so he’s going to do his best to make the friendship last 

it’s also easier for azul to open up to them. oh sure, he’s close with the tweels, but they’re... well, they’re special, in their own way, and even if he trusts them he can’t just let down his guard around those two.

but with them- with his friend who he’s learnt to trust, who is so clearly simply a gentle person from the heart? azul finds it more easy to talk about the things that bother him, perhaps even to go as far as to let his octopus form be seen by them

azul is very much aware that they’re quite fragile, even for a human. he hopes nobody would swoop as low as to target them for a deal he made, but it’s impossible to know how people will react once they realize they’ve been tricked- luckily, earning azul’s trust means that they might as well consider the tweels their own bodyguards. all that energy floyd can’t put into squeezing them out of genuine fear of hurting them can be put to good use, after all

kalim al-asim

kalim is a naturally affectionate person, especially so with his friends! he’s always shining when he hangs out with them, and he’s always keen to get them gifts and whatnot. it’s a bit jarring sometimes, but it’s almost impossible to stop him- he just wants to make his friend happy, after all!

bonding time with kalim can be many, many things. he’s full of energy and always seems to have happiness in his eyes, and he always wants to share that emotion with his friend

sometimes it’s a magic carpet ride (a careful one, of course. he might have gotten out fine from crashing the thing against walls a handful of times, but his friend is a bit on the fragile side and if he hurt them he would be at a complete loss), and if he’s able to, kalim might even invite jamil along (jamil claims he was “dragged” to the ordeal)

because he doesn’t want to depend on jamil so much, he might ask them if they know how to cook. it’s not a big deal if they can’t cook- he can’t, either!- but he just appreciates the company in the kitchen, even if he knows whatever he makes will... probably not be edible, it’s just fun to spend time with friends like that!

he might be quite vocal on how they have to be careful. they’re the kind of person who bruises like a peach and seems to be easy to get hurt- they gotta be careful! luckily for them, he’s an expert in dodging hazards, so he’ll always make sure they’re doing ok

his energy and theirs balance out quite nicely. he’s usually very, very energetic, always almost bouncing with joy, meanwhile they have a much calmer and soft demeanour. in the end, this results in moments of fun followed by just relaxing and chilling; it’s moments that are prime for him to study or do homework, since just hanging out with them relaxes him so much

vil schoenheit

bonding time with vil is amazing. it’s skincare and self care galore; facemasks, soothing creams, burning pleasing candles that make the room feel like a spa. it’s soothing and relaxing and great for everyone’s skin

vil may seem to be a bit uptight, but he loosens up when he hangs around them. their gentleness is almost contagious, it seems; besides, he enjoys being able to unwind a bit

still, vil is truly always aiming high. he might ask them if a new experimental makeup look is fine, or he might give them samples of chapstick or creams for them to say if they feel fine on the skin. he trusts they’ll be honest with him, after all

sometimes vil may feel a bit like a nagging parent, reminding them to do their skincare and keep their clothes pristine, but that’s simply the way he expresses he cares for them. he knows they have great potential; he makes sure to tell them

vil appreciates their gentle and soft demeanor quite a lot. sure, he might not be the most soft spoken or nice person out there (maybe some would even call him sharp-tongued, but that’s not his problem), but god some students here are crude. it’s a breath of fresh air to just be able to relax with a friend like that

he finds their more delicate and fragile self to be quite endearing, in a way. since he’s surprisingly strong, he’ll often help them in things that need strength if needed

it’s a common occurrence for him to invite them on his morning jogs or walks. he likes the company, and he simply feels more energized when he can spend that time with a close friend like that- after all, he hardly has free time between his studies and his work, so he often takes every chance he has to check up on them and hang out

idia shroud

honestly he hasn’t had many friends in his life, so he’s very keen on trying to be a good friend

well, even still, most of the times, bonding time for him simply implies inviting them over for some video games or to show them the latest invention he’s made

they’re one of the few people idia doesn’t mind having in his room. usually, his room is his safe haven and he feels terribly anxious to have anyone in it- but if it’s them, he really doesn’t mind at all

as a plus, ortho also likes them a lot. in ortho’s own words, “anyone who’s friends with my big brother is my friend too!”. it’s charming to see the little robot get all happy when he knows that they’re gonna come over to hang out

idia also likes to teach them little bits about technology and magic. after all, it’s a rarely taught subject despite how useful it is- really, he’s probably the most qualified person in all of nrc to teach them! he feels immense pride to see his friend tinkering with electronics, even if the most they can do is maybe change the batteries in one of his inventions

because he doesn’t go out much, he’ll try to find different ways to spend time with them. sure, videogames are fine and all, but- well, he doesn’t want their friendship to be just always hanging out in his room... in a way, their presence helps idia get out a little bit more

he’s likely to invite them over to the board game club. azul is always happy to have more people over, since more people means more board games to play; and having the one other person idia is comfortable with around means that idia’s going to be more lively

he too is a bit more on the fragile side. he might whine about he absolutely despises P.E. classes, and how he wishes he didn’t have to do them, come on, are they even really needed? 

the fact they’re just... a soft and gentle person by nature is like warm soup for idia’s soul. being a naturally anxious person, he often overthinks and worries over everything, but they’re always there by his side to reassure him. it’s more helpful than they can imagine, really, and for that he’s eternally grateful

malleus draconia

they are so, so, so curious to malleus. he’s used to being feared, to having people fall to their knees by his mere presence, to hear whispers and rumours fly by when he roams the halls; and yet...

this... fragile little human just doesn’t seem to hold an ounce of fear. they approached him, befriended him, treat him so... nicely, despite him being feared and admired and them being a mere human. it’s... nice.

he will never not be amused by how they treat him so nicely and gently despite the fact he’s powerful beyond their comprehension. nobody would dare come up and ask the great malleus draconia if they can put a flower crown on his head, or ask to touch his horns, except them

and he treasures those interactions. he appreciates just how thoughtful they are- they listen to him talk on and on about gothic architecture, about the variations and functions of gargoyles, about abandoned buildings, all the things he likes so much he simply doesn’t talk about with others because one, he barely has people to talk to, and two, they’re... incredibly niche interests

in the same vein, malleus will often bring them things. old artifacts and jewels he’s hoarded in his lifetime, books that he thinks they might like, stories of the past, or even show them complex spells that serve the simple function of entertaining them

he’s overjoyed whenever he’s invited to hang out, even if it’s something as minor as hanging out in his friend’s dorm or out on a park outside school hours. he may try to act like he isn’t that affected, but lilia can attest he was so stoked at finally being invited he spent about a week planning exactly what to wear and how to act at his first invitation to hang out with a friend

malleus already sees most humans as weak and fragile, compared to the fae (and especially compared to dragon fae like him), but... well, his friend is just on another level. he often avoids patting their shoulder or using potent magic near them, just because he’s terrified of accidentally hurting them. sure, they might say he’s being too paranoid, but he’d rather be safe than sorry- they are his dearest friend, after all

[megamattzx]

Inspired from a moment in the Hero's Bond Legend of Zelda AU by amostheartman/atamc

It was a quiet night in Mount Paozu in the Conton City reality. GT Goten and Goku Jr were currently relaxing outside looking at the night sky filled with stars as they sat next to a campfire. The Stars perfectly aligning around as they felt the breeze prickling at their skin. It was a beautiful night indeed. The two Saiyan counterparts couldn't help but marvel at the site that they were seeing.

"Wow," GT Goten finally said. Struggling to keep his astonishment at Bay. "Get a load of this sky."

"yeah it can be really pretty sometimes," Goku Jr said as you couldn't help but smile a bit after saying that. A hint of something on his mind was there but he would keep it to himself as it was a thought that always made him smile as of late.

"Speaking of pretty things," GT Goten finally said causing his brother to look at him with a hint of suspicion. "What's going on between you and that Yamelia girl?"

"what do you mean what's up?" Goku Jr quickly questioned. Not knowing where his counterpart was going with this.

"well I don't mean to stick my nose into your business or nothing,," GT Goten could be heard saying. A clear indication that he might be aware of what's going on already. "But from what I can tell, there's a hint of Attraction there."

"Ppfffst WHAT!?" Goku Jr quickly said in disbelief, as if he was oblivious of what was happening. "Come on! It's not like that bro! We just flirt with each other just to mess around! That's all! For fun!"

GT Goten only playfully scoffed at his counterpart and brothers remarks. "Well that diary seems to tell a different story. From what I can tell, she's absolutely over the moon for you bro."

"Maybe but it's hard to tell if it's just genuine or it was just her coping with her flirtatious and feisty side, as well as her bashfulness at times," Goku Jr finally said. "Can't really know if she really means it or anything."

The second biological son of Goku only laughed a little bit much at Goku Jr's annoyance. "Hahaha.... You're so much like dad, Kaka," GT Goten finally said between his chuckles. "Because clearly taking a hint isn't your strong suit!" He then stopped laughing as he then gave the light but genuine smile. "Not going to lie, she is pretty cute though. You should flirt with her more often. You know, just a "mess around" and whatnot."

"yeah yeah," Goku Jr said in annoyance at his brother. "I'll get right on to that!"

"Oh come on, Kaka!" GT Goten said in his still light-hearted tone as he continued. "I'm just giving my bro a hard time, is all! To be fair, I've also been oblivious to a woman's affections before."

"Really?" Goku Jr finally said with a chuckle. "How did that turn out?"

GT Goten then took a moment to ponder on that question as he thought back about his version of Marron. As well as a few others he met in his childhood and the course of his life as well. He never cheated on anyone but he had been oblivious to how girls felt about him. Hearing Marron's voice in his mind reminded him of that time. "Goten, can you at least promise something?" he heard the memory of Marron's voice in his mind. "No matter what happens on your missions and the Time Patrol, try not to do anything too reckless, please? Just try to always come back safely...."

Snapping back into the present, GT Goten took a moment to think about what happened before taking a deep breath. "Rather unpredictably," he finally said. A hint of regret was there in his voice as he did so. "The thing is we grew up together, so I guess it should have been expected!" He then thought about all the times him and his version of Marron played together and talked together. how much closer they were in comparison to how they were to Trunks at that time. It was clear he was looking back on perhaps past mistakes. "Looking back at it now in hindsight, I could see the signs clearly. But as I was starting to catch on and notice the signs, things started to get... Complicated."

"How?" Goku Jr asked with a hint of confusion.

"I met another girl," he answered truthfully as he thought about Valese.

"yeah?" Goku Jr responded.

"Before I knew it, my feelings for my closest friend were put aside for this other girl who would forever change my life," GT Goten said, thinking about how he met Valese, the times where neither of them were really comfortable with each other until they really started to talk. "At first I wasn't really sure of her, and I could tell that she wasn't really completely impressed with me either. But when we really started talking, and as time went on, regular closer. However that only made things even more complicated." He took a moment to think of all the battles he had fought and then all of a sudden the memories really started to swell in his mind. And eventually he remembered that his version of Marron decided that she was done waiting for him and then started to be with their version of Trunks from now on. "Unfortunately fate got tired of waiting for me to wise up to things. So before I can make a decision, it made the choice for me...." There was clearly regret in his voice as he said that. Clear hint of sadness there too. "And now.... I'll never get the chance to know what could have been between me and her."

A smile then began to form on his face again as he accepted that the past was now in the past and he had to put it behind him. "But I guess you didn't have to deal with such a thing, huh Kaka," GT Goten said before looking at his brother from an alternate timeline and realized that there was a hint of sadness in his expression.

Goku Jr just laid there looking at the sky and his expression showed a deep depression there. Like there was an ache in his heart that he wasn't too sure of. A pain that never seemed to have gone away even after so long still fresh in his mind. Goku Jr was thinking of someone that held dear to his heart at the time. Someone he obviously lost for whatever reason. But then it clicked on the alternate of his brother Goten. He was thinking about Celia. That girl he was slowly falling in love with during his journey to save the family. Goju Jr never really talked about what really really happened to her. But it was definitely something that really shook Goku Jr to the core so it was safe to assume that she died.

It was at that moment GT Goten then began to sigh. "Heartbreak all around, huh?" He finally said allowing Goku Jr to take a deep breath before he somberly responded.

"Must be a Saiyan thing......"

[twistedstarz]

Hiii! Good luck on your new blog! Can i get the dorm leaders making sweets in the kitchen with there s/o? Like what kind of things do you think they would make?

hi hi!! thank you so much ;--; <3 i hope you enjoy! this is my first time writing for twisted wonderland, so i hope it’s alright!! i’m not suuuper familiar with the characters yet T_T

RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS:

— to put it bluntly, riddle is both excited and nervous as hell. as we have seen with the whole tart incident, he's not the best when it comes to baking. what he really wants, however, is to impress you and earn your approval, even if he'd never admit it!

— he'll most definitely ask trey for some tips and pointers- he needs to learn from the best. he wants- no, needs this to be absolutely perfect.

— of course, riddle would want to make strawberry desserts! tarts, cheesecake, pie, whatever you’d like! riddle’s got quite the sweet tooth, so he wouldn’t mind anything you’d like to whip up.

— the kitchen would be turned into a no-nonsense atmosphere; the ingredients are flawlessly measured and weighed, the oven is preheated to the perfect temperature, and no messes would be left so long as he’s there. he’s got everything under control, don’t you worry about a thing!

— if anything, any little thing goes wrong, he’ll easily be brought to tears. please give him reassuring kisses to bring him back to himself.

— no matter how the process goes, riddle wants this to be a nice experience! he’ll do whatever it takes to see you smile, even if it means setting his pride aside to let you feed him some of whatever you made together.

LEONA KINGSCHOLAR:

— leona couldn’t really care less about baking, but he has a weakness for your upturned eyes pleading for him to come with you. he really can’t say no to you- you really are something else.

— he’d basically make whatever you wanted so long as it’s easy, like a batch of cookies- he’s not much for sweets, so it wouldn’t matter to him. as long as he can eat it with you, it’s all fine!

— he would most definitely instigate a flour fight, the little asshole. he’ll toss a little handful at you while you’re not looking, smiling innocently when you turn back around like nothing happened.

— at some point, leona will get lazy as per usual and groan about how long it’s taking, the drape himself over you, nuzzling into your body. 

— when everything’s all done, he’ll demand that you reward his efforts by letting him lay on your lap, along with making you feed him whatever you had baked.

— leona would have more fun than he thought! maybe baking’s not so bad after all, especially if he has his favourite little herbivore to tease and taunt while he’s doing it.

AZUL ASHENGROTTO:

— baking sweets? with you? sign azul up immediately. though he’ll act all cool and collected on the outside, like he always does, he’ll be super excited internally.

— azul would want to bake a cake with you! it’s a simple yet delicious desserts, and reminds azul of his mother’s homemade ones that he loved so much. 

— he feels at peace doing anything with you, and something like baking is bound to get him to relax and unveil his façade for a least a little while. you can see a genuine smile on his lips as you hold up a batter-covered spoon for him to taste.

— the cake decorating doesn’t go too well, considering it’s likely neither of you are professional bakers, but you and him are proud of it all the same! you made it together, and that’s what counts.

— azul won’t let anyone else try a piece of the cake, not even jade or floyd. it’s a precious memory he made with his beloved, and he wants to keep it between the two of you.

— he’ll slowly work up the courage to ask you to sit on his lap so he can feed some to you! please, don’t laugh at the obvious blush on his cheeks.

KALIM AL-ASIM:

— of all the dorm leaders, kalim would be most excited about baking with you! he’s always down to spend some quality time with his favourite person, and baking sounds like so much fun.

— i can see kalim wanting to making something cute and sweet, just like him! perhaps some delicious, brightly-frosted cupcakes are in order? 

— he’s kind of a disaster. though not on purpose, he’ll absolutely make a huge mess. egg shells are all over the counter, there’s batter on the floor, and some sort of ominous stain is now on the fridge.

— no matter how messy it gets, it’s impossible to stay mad at kalim. he’s just so... bright! how could you be angry when he puts frosting on your nose and tells you that you’re the cutest cupcake in the bunch?

— the cupcakes end up looking, well, questionable to say the least, but they’ve got their own unique charm to them! kalim’s surprisingly good at making sweets, and they taste pretty good.

— it all ends with jamil scolding you to to hell and back for creating such a huge disaster in the kitchen, but kalim thinks all the scolding in the world is worth it if he can spend time with you!

VIL SCHOENHEIT:

— oh, how interesting! vil would love to bake some yummy sweets with you, so long as they aren’t too packed with sugar and whatnot.

— something like a fruit crumble would be right up his alley- naturally sweetened with the delicious flavours of blueberries, strawberries, apples, or any fruit you’d like!

— he’d be very careful to wear a cute apron and some gloves, fussing over you when you insist you’re fine without them. he’ll huff, tying your hair back for you and rewarding you for staying still with a kiss on the forehead.

— as expected from vil, everything goes smoothly! baking is yet another thing he’s great at, and he’s having a lovely time with you as always.

— he’d definitely love the decorating part- making things look pretty is his specialty after all.

— he’ll want to take you to sit outside and enjoy the sun while you eat your treat! there’s nothing like sharing a delicious dessert with your beloved.

IDIA SHROUD:

— sweets? you’ve got idia’s attention. he’s got a huge sweet tooth, and making something with you, the sweetest thing in his life, would be a huge bonus.

— idia’s not hard to please when it comes to desserts, anything would work for him! he’d love to try any kinds of cookies or cakes you’d make.

— you’d have to do a lot of coaxing and bribing to get him to actually come out to the kitchen. however, if you showed up in a cute little maid outfit, let’s just say that would be easier than you thought.

— he’ll be pretty good at baking! he’s played some cooking mama and other games in his time, so idia will have picked up some skills from those.

— he manages to relax a little bit with you and you notice he’s much less tense and anxious than normal.

— honestly, the baking part was fun, but what idia really enjoyed the most was the kiss on the cheek he got as a reward.

MALLEUS DRACONIA:

— malleus would be interested immediately! he’s not used to cooking for himself, so he wants to try it out, even if sebek protests that he should never do such a thing.

— as malleus isn’t a big fan of cakes, perhaps something like mochi would be good for him! fairly simple to make, and super delicious.

— …however, you begin to realize that he’s more inept at this than he looks. the faces he makes while reading the recipe are absolutely precious! poor malleus, he wants to help you so badly.

— he’ll be marveled at any baking skills you may have. the way you mix the ingredients together and create the mochi just amazes him completely!

— malleus will most likely end up just watching you for most part, with his arms wrapped around you from behind and his head resting on top of yours. he’s so fascinated by every little move you make.

— his eyes would light up when he tried the dessert- you’re absolutely amazing! he’ll manage to fall in love with you even more, you’re so special to him and sweeter than any dessert.