#not the happiest with this but I honestly got so tired of trying to do the painting thing and just used a blending brush

[cleocatrablossy]

My grandma told me when the crescent moon looks like a bowl it catches the rain. And it’s fact that the moon pulls the tides. So does the moon not hold the very source of life itself? A world without water is a world we’d never know, and even if in existence without the tides it would be a very different one.

[gglitch1dd]

Ever think about how horny reader is for Deku while she’s pregnant? I’m talking bout a wild beast. Before the pregnancy her sex drive was average but now she just can’t keep her hands to herself.

All she wants to do is have her big husband fuck her while she’s carrying their child, shocking Deku but he indulges her no matter how many rounds she wants and how tired he gets he just wants to spoil his wife during her pregnancy to keep her happy.

A/N: I love love LOVED this prompt. Honey I don't just think this, it lives in my head daily. Please!! I love prompts like this, keep them coming for Izuku (or Eijiro).

I can't help it

Husband Midoriya Izuku X Wifey Reader

Warning: PREGNANCY, Pregnant reader, breeding kink, hypersexual Y/N, SMUT, Squirting, multiple orgasms.

When you had figured out that you were pregnant, you were the happiest you had ever been in a long time. You and your husband had always wanted a little bundle of joy for yourselves and the fact that it happened for the both of you was a blessing you couldn’t take for granted. It was a magical and beautiful time, and one held in great secrecy too. The both of you didn’t tell the public at all nor did you tell any of your close friends until a good three months into your pregnancy.

Honestly, once you got past the morning sickness and feeling rather icky, you were pretty excited. You enjoyed watching your body slowly start to change. Izuku also found it ever so irresistible. You often found him putting a hand to your tummy, especially when you started to notice a little baby bump. From the moment he knew you were pregnant, he couldn’t sleep without you in his arms. He just had to know that you were safe and so was the little sprout in your womb. He would whisper and talk to the baby even before it could kick and respond back to his voice.

You couldn’t count how many times you had woken up from having drifted off before him to Izuku whispering everything he couldn’t wait to experience, all pointed towards your tummy.

It was fascinating watching and experiencing pregnancy before your eyes. You watched as your breasts grew, as you seemed to rounded up a bit, however the scariest thing was how your sex drive changed.

It was like someone had flipped a switch.

Almost completely overnight, you found yourself unexplainably horny. And it really took you by surprise when you were sitting in bed, Izuku just having come back off a shift that ended late. He put a hand to the back of his neck, a deep groan stumbling out of him as he slowly began to peel his hero uniform off of his body. At the sight of rippling muscles, his large scarred back and a groan stumbling out of his mouth, you were hit with a clench that took even you by surprise.

At first you tried to ignore it. And you really did. You were a real trooper trying to hide it as long as you did but you couldn’t stop yourself.

You just felt so needy. You wanted your husband and you wanted your husband to bend you over every surface of your house and take you like an animal. It made you feel so bad to objectify him in such a way, but every time you saw his body, heard his voice, smelt his scent… it was as if you were some crazed beast that couldn’t live without him.

You also missed him so much. It was almost like you couldn’t bare to be apart from him. Getting some anxiety watching him leave every morning and having to just sit at home and bake like an oven. It felt rather claustrophobic considering that the both of you didn’t want any of the public or the media to get wind of your pregnancy, so it meant no more spontaneous shopping trips or jogs around the neighbourhood.

However, you barely felt trapped in because half the time you were busy rubbing your sex trying to get off. Closer towards your fifth month of pregnancy, you couldn’t help it. Not even if you tried. It was like an intense cycle. You would wake up in Izuku’s arms and then feel the need for him to love on you, then you’d watch him leave and spend the rest of the day hold up in bed watching TV or trying to get off. It was like you couldn’t stop yourself. Even when you tried getting any work done, whether it be chores or any of your online work for the Deku Foundation, you often couldn’t stop the building ache between your legs.

Honestly, you were shocked that you held it together as long as you did. Until one fateful evening, Izuku and you were watching a movie together cuddled up in bed, but you couldn’t help but keep rubbing your thighs together. You glanced over at Izuku who had a large arm draped over your shoulder as his eyes stayed on the screen. He smelt like his fresh soap but also like a new fresh book and a hint of his cologne that never really went away.

He smelt so good.

And his calloused fingers drew circles on your skin, figureless shapes that traced on your skin patterns that didn’t make sense. Such big hands with such a large warm body and arm that kept you snuggled up to him. His body was warmer, often warmer than yours and it made you feel so tiny even now with a sizeable pregnancy bump. It didn’t help that his green curls were brushed slightly back but were that dark mop of green hair that brushed against his forehead. A strong yet soft face with freckles that littered his entire body, but warm green jade eyes that could stare right into your soul.

He looked so good.

You often couldn’t believe it. That this man, this adonis of a man, was your husband. That he made you Mrs Midoriya and slid a ring on your finger. Even more so that he was the man that impregnated you.

You drew in a breath.

Izuku turned to look down at you with a slight tilt of his head. An innocent look on his face as he seemed blissfully unaware of your lustful thoughts towards him. “Are you okay honey?” He asked softly, the sound of the movie playing in the background. You weren’t even sure what had happened after the first ten minutes.

You nodded your head as you forced a smile on your face. “Yah. I’m alright.”

He smiled, so glad that you were okay.

You weren’t. You wanted to climb him like the tree he was and jump on his cock till the sun rose.

“That’s good.” He squeezed you closer to him briefly, placing a kiss on your forehead before focusing back forward.

Your hands rested on your bump as you tried to focus on the movie rather unsuccessfully. This was the man who had placed the child inside you. The fact that you were carrying someone that you both created was enough to make a shiver run down your spine. You felt so happy to know that you were pregnant but now… now you felt another feeling you had never felt before.

You were Mrs Midoriya, wife of Midoriya Izuku who was the Number One ProHero of Japan, the symbol of Justice and Peace. You were his wife and you were carrying his child. His son. Inside of you was something so uniquely crafted that it would only ever exist once.

And you had managed to take his seed like the good wife that you were and plant it in your womb.

Fuck.

Izuku perked up. He had noticed that your breathing had turned heavy as he watched you. Your eyes were facing forward but they were totally glazed over. You were not paying attention at all. Your hands gripped your bump almost possessively as you sat silently at his side. Izuku sat up a bit, the movie long forgotten by the both of you as his eyebrows furrowed. Your whole pregnancy had been without fault but Izuku always had, in the back of his mind, fears that were enough to choke him.

“Honey?” You didn’t answer. “Honey?” You didn’t answer again. Now that really got Izuku concerned. He put both hands on your shoulders and shook you gently. “Y/N.” The stern tone of his voice took you by surprise as you turned to look at him. “What’s wrong?” He asked seriously.

You hesitated but you smiled with a breathy half heartedly laugh. “I’m fine, Izu. Just-”

“No, you’re not. You’ve been spacing out the entire movie.” He told you, half surprising you with how observant he was of your behaviours. His eyes held so much concern as he looked down at you. Green emerald eyes flicked down to your stomach briefly before putting a large hand on top of your bump. “Is it the baby?” His large warm hand just brushing against your clothed stomach made you release a soft moan as your eyes fluttered. “Sweetheart?”

You couldn’t hold back anymore. Either you were going to sneak your hand between your thighs for the fifth time today or you were going to jump him till you couldn’t see straight. “Izu…” Your voice was faint and almost sounded like you were exhausted.

“Yah.” He asked concerned for you, sitting up.

“I need you.”

“What do you need? Is it a craving? If so, I can go get it. Whatever it is.” He answered fast without hesitation as he turned to grab his phone, about to check whatever convenience store was still open at this time.

You grabbed his arm, instantly telling him to stop what he was doing. He froze as he turned to you. “No, Izuku, you don’t understand.” You told him, as you finally looked him dead in the eyes. For the first time since knowing you, Izuku saw something in your eyes he had never seen before. “I need you. I need you inside me, right now. I… I can’t think straight right now, all I know is that if I don’t have your dick inside me in the next three minutes, I think I’ll go crazy.”

To say Izuku was shocked would be an understatement. His face went red in surprise, you having genuinely caught him off guard for the first time in a long while. He had read that some pregnant woman could get hypersexual and others would lack the need for sexual encounters at all.

Hearing you so bluntly and so seriously say that you wanted him to fuck you was… well it was arousing to say the least. Izuku was pretty sure he was already half hard just by the second sentence.

He opened his mouth to speak, still absolutely shocked that this was actually happening.

“Izuku, may I use you?”

Without hesitation your husband answered. “Yes-”

A kiss went to his lips promptly shutting him up as you pulled him down to kiss you. A stuttered breath left your mouth as you immediately grabbed his cock over his sweatpants. A surprised gasp left his throat but you didn’t even register it as you let out a groan at the feeling of him. You hastily rushed to crawl over and hover over him. You pulled up the maternity sleepwear short gown to reveal that you were absolutely bare underneath, with not a single piece of underwear in sight. You were dripping wet. Slick lined the slit of your pussy and was even evident on the inside of your thighs. Izuku’s eyes widened as he watched you lift yourself up as you moved your hand down to stroke him up and down, aligning the pink tip of his cock to the entrance of your cunt.

It was only then that Izuku realised that you hadn’t stretched yourself out yet. “Y/N. Y/n wait-” A groan stumbled out of his lips as he felt your smouldering warm pussy stretch around him.

A loud moan stumbled out of your throat as you faced up to the ceiling, your eyes closing in pure pleasure. He felt so good. Considering that you had been knuckles deep inside of yourself for nearly a quarter of the day, you didn’t need the stretch. Despite being married for two years, you couldn’t deny that taking Izuku’s cock had never felt this good- and you loved your intimate times with your husband.

You let out a shaky breath as you slowly started to sink down, your thighs burning at you having to support your weight. Slowly you sank down further and further down his cock. The feeling of him going deeper and deeper inside you making you even more wet.

Finally you sank down, taking most of him inside you. Suddenly you felt your thighs quivering as you let out a deep moan. You hastly put a hand down against his chest, trying to hold you up, but Izuku quickly moved his hands to your hips holding you up like it was the easiest thing in the world.

Finally your high passed making you let out a heavy sigh as you tried to catch your breath.

“My love… did you just cum from taking my cock?” Izuku asked surprised as he looked up at you.

You gave him a meaningless glare but nodded your head. You tried to look down to look at your cunt, however soon found it impossible due to your stomach being in the way.

Izuku felt you tighten around his cock again. You didn’t waste a second as you moved up and then down. You were slow as you held onto his shoulder and one was placed down against the bed as you tried lifting you up and down his cock. You let out heavy breaths as you began to ride him, slowly trying to pick up past.

Instinctively, Izuku held you up and started doing most of the work for you. He slid down the rest of the way, down onto the bed, still holding you up on his cock. He fucked up into you making you moan as you started to roll your hips.

“Yes. Just like that Izu. Just like that.” You encouraged as you moved up and down his cock. Moans and whines were tumbling out of your throat without hinderance. You felt so much better now that you had him inside you, pushing against your walls and stretching you to the limit as he fucked into you. But despite feeling better, you also felt so much more in need for him now that you had him. “Yes! Fuck!” You cried out as you felt Izuku find a spot inside you before continuing to hit there.

You increased your speed as you hopped up and down. Whines escaped your lips for everytime your ass hit against his pelvis. You moved your dress up and off of your body, not even wanting the useless thing anymore. You had long foregone underwear nowadays, and no one could really blame you.

Izuku let out a deep groan as he felt you tighten around him again but this time your body locked and tensed as you came again. A cry came out of your lips as your cunt massaged his cock as you tried to milk him for all that he was worth. You felt so good.

Izuku let out a low growl as he lifted you up and off his cock, before pushing you down against the bed, swapping places with you. He spread your legs easily finding the perfect spot between them before sliding back in.

A groan came out of the both of you but a chuckle stumbled out of Izuku’s lips. He started to thrust in slowly, holding onto your thighs securely as to use them for an advantage. “You’ve been touching yourself haven’t you?” he asked amusedly. “Is that why you could take me so easly? It’s the only explanation considering that you weren’t wearing any panties, my love.”

You whined as you nodded your head. You lay back feeling helpless but so very aroused as you kept your legs nice and widely spread for your husband. “Yah. I couldn’t help it. I really couldn’t help it. I-” Every thrust felt deeper than the last making you gasp as you felt a particular one make you lose the ability to retain your breath. “Ah, right there. Right there Izuku!” You cried out.

“There?” He asked snapping his hips forward again, causing your back to arch with a high pitched squeal. A grin went to his face as he gripped your thigh tighter, planting one hand down onto the sheets underneath you before absolutely ploughing into you.

“YES!” You shouted loudly, uncaring of how slutty you sounded right now. Your voice was debauched and sounded nothing like you and yet it was. “Yes!” You let out gasping as you raised your hands to squeeze your tits. “Harder Izu! Harder! I need you deeper.” You urged as you tried moving your hips to taking more of him.

Your husband let out a low grunt, now too focused in pleasing you to formulate much words. He increased his pace, pushing your thighs further forward. Your cunt was creaming around his cock, squeezing him as you came undone around him.

“FUCKING-” This one took you by complete surprise as you could barely breathe. You were shaking in ecstasy, your eyes rolled back as you floated in pure mind numbing bliss for two long seconds. Unbeknownst to you, slick splashed against Izuku’s pelvis, wetting his cock as you had squirted around him. You finally gasped as you took in oxygen. “Oh my God! Oh my-” Words stopped formulating as you were being fucked through a mind shattering orgasm. Your eyes stayed rolled to the heavens as you let your husband pound into you till he felt like it. You couldn’t speak as you felt yourself mindless towards the pleasure, chasing it and pursuing it.

Izuku moaned carelessly as he fucked into you harder. You were so beautiful right now. Spread out in front of him, legs spread, eyes rolled back and your body limp to nothing but his actions. Your body jostled with every thrust, your tits hypnotising him but Izuku couldn’t help himself as he put a hand down to your baby bump. The cause of this whole situation. To think that you would find carrying his baby so arousing- carrying his baby.

“Fuck, your amazing. Your everything. Such a good fucking girl.” He praised as he could feel that he was reaching his limit. “All of this is just for you, baby. I’m all yours.” He reminded you.

You were aching for him to cum inside you, to have him remind you who you belonged to. To have his seed deep inside you. You wondered if this was the position that you got pregnant in.  

Your thighs shook as a hum went through your body.

“Shit. I’m gonna cum.” Izuku’s eyebrows furrowed as he held you safely. “I’m- I’m gonna-” Without a moments of hesitation, a deep groan left Izuku’s throat as he spilled inside you. Spurts of hot thick ropes of cum inside you that made you just relax, your muscles tired as you sunk into the bed. For the first time in weeks feeling fool satisfied.

Your husband let out heavy breaths as he stayed inside you, noticing how content you were there. You let out a hum as you moved a hand to rest over your bump with a sigh. You nodded your head as you looked up at him. “That… that was…”

“Fucking insane.” That made you giggle, causing you to tighten around his cock. He let out a hiss but loved the overstimulation of it all.

You giggled as you looked up at him with love brimming in your gaze, highly appreciating this. That did quickly change as you began to shuffle just a few seconds later, moving your hips as you slipped a hand past to fiddle with your clit. You bit your bottom lip as you clenched around his cock, looking up at him. “Do you mind Izu?” Your husband looked at you surprised at the question. “I can’t help it.”

He had just unlocked a monster that he wouldn’t be able to escape from till the moment your son was born. He wondered if he was brave enough to face it.

Considering that you had been walking around the home without panties for what could be more than a week…

He was more than willing to accept the challenge.

-Glitch1d

[srjlvr]

“I’ve Got My Eyes On You” — ENHYPEN members’ reaction after seeing you in the crowd on one of their concerts ! ,, <3

ot7!enhypen X fem!reader | genre fluff and angst if you squint | warnings none ! | not proofread ! | ✎ ᝰ (‘a note from jo’) . thought about it while looking back at the fate tour pics in korea</3 took me so long to finish it though—

희승 ✶ (heeseung)

i mEANNNNNNN like fr you guys polaroid love heeseung on concerts isn’t enough for you to already know what type of guy he isss?

as soon as he sees you in the crowd he winks at you and just waits for the great opportunity to come close to you

literally dedicating you one of their songs and is just glued to you through the whole song.

when you take out your phone to take a video of your cute boyfriend, he puts your phone down and winks again, later on he whispers that you have him as much as you want so videos are clearly needless.

he would then tell his members that you’re there and they all would look towards you and smile widely when they see you cheering for them.

he wouldn’t even try to hide the fact that he’s biased and whenever they go off stage he’s just casually walking to you and singing to you.

제이 ✶ (jay)

it was obviously a surprise for him since he was so sure that you’re at home sipping your coffee in bed. he was the happiest person on earth when he saw you.

if he was drained and tired before, you brought up his energy and strength to keep on going.

he would probably look at your direction nonstop and would pout whenever he sees your phone instead your face.

what can you do though? your boyfriend’s so fine and you just want to take pics to keep them to yourself🤷🏻‍♀️

HAVE YALL SEEN HIS GUITAR PART IN ATTENTION PLS?? i dont even need to explain✋🏻 he’d probably do his part and look at you for any reaction.

always looking for you and tries to hide the fact that he’s nearly melting whenever he sees you again and again in the crowd.

제이크 ✶ (jake)

eyes literally ✨SHINING✨ when he sees you in the whole crowd—he’d always find you no matter what.

honestly speaking? you’re being served well in this concert.

he’d go off stage and run to you just to give you a water bottle because he’s THAT worried about you. he also wouldn’t be able to hold himself so he hugs you tightly on the way.

no bc i think he’d also just sit in front of you and sing to you so lovely with such a cute smile on his face.

would also for sure pose for your camera when he notices you’re filming him.

as tiring as the choreography gets, he’d just look at you and automatically get all the energy he needed back. he’s so happy to see you there and wants to show you his best.

성훈 ✶ (sunghoon)

he KNOWS where you’re sitting. he literally gave you the ticket and did a deep research on where to find that seat.

yk that one pass the mic choreography when he had a mission to touch the floor? so imagine him doing that but instead of touching the floor he’s literally waving and winking while looking at you.

when it’s time to go off stage he walks slowly and interacts with his fans and when he gets to you he just simply gives you a high-five with a wide smile. (just like he did with his parents😭✋🏻)

will def talk about it in one of their breaks like “i saw y/n today and i’m so happy that she’s here but all i did was just give her a high-five”

feels bad about the high five so he walks up to you again (when he WASNT supposed to do that) and sends you a flying kiss.

thirst traps are dedicated to you definitely✋🏻

선우 ✶ (sunoo)

he was so sad at first before the concert started. he really wanted you to show up but you told him your parents are coming to town and you have to welcome them.

of course that was a lie and you even brought your parents to their concert xoxo.

at first, he didn’t even notice you and just skipped over you, since he was too busy looking around and dancing.

when niki pointed at you and told him you’re here, he got on his knees and started shedding a few tears.

walks up to you again and hugs you tightly, while the staff members are freaking out. he’d also greet your parents and will send them a big big heart.

would probably sing and will replace his part in the middle with something like “y/n’s finally here in the crowd!!” instead of actually singing his lyrics-

정원 ✶ (jungwon)

the cutest baby ever as he notices you in the crowd. starts running around the stage like that naruto run with a wide smile on his face just because he’s so happy to see you.

the members challenged him to do a cartwheel and before he does he goes like “y/n this is for you” and the whole crowd goes craaaaazy—but he failed.

laughs it off and looks at you to see any bad reaction but smiles when he sees you laughing.

wants to go off stage again to get closer to you and looks around for any staff members that could stop him—when he doesn’t see any he just runs to you while laughing mischievously.

goes in front of you on stage and asks you questions such as “did you eat?” and much more.

he’d look at you on his parts to see your reactions which honestly boosts up his confidence because you’d always look at him and tell him he’s doing a good job.

니키 ✶ (ni-ki)

he really wanted one of his favorite persons to show up, his family couldn’t attend so he was hoping you’d be there for him.

you wanted to surprise him but he’s too smart for that, he figured you’d come to the concert.

maybe that’s mainly why he’s been smiling and telling everyone you’re in the crowd before even making eye contact with you.

goes off stage and sends you tons of kisses and hearts.

you already know how mischievous he gets, when his part comes up he’s holding the mic out for you to sing, and embarrasses you in front of everyone (both of you laughed your asses off right after the concert because of that)

talks about you in one of their breaks and wouldn’t stop thanking you for showing up, “y/n came today and i couldn’t be more thankful, i gained a lot of strength because of her”

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[sy3ra]

tokyo rev series; when it's your birthday

episode II

sano manjiro

•forgets your birthday, literally.

•only remembers when ken-chin greets you

•tells you he knew it was your birthday and he was only testing you (this dude)

•plans a surprise date for you.

•he gifts you different dorayaki flavors to try.

•long rides around tokyo on his CB250T.

•once you two come back, the whole toman surprises you with a party. Meaning they accept you as a member of the gang (AWWWW)

"happy birthday [name]-chin! you're so old now, I should call you grandma *laughs*"

matsuno chifuyu

•never forgets your birthday.

•plans everything so you can have fun and you can relax on you special day.

•buys you your favorite food and a cat plushie.

•you absolutely love the plushie and hugged it almost all the time.

• poor fuyu got jealous and threw away your plushie.

•he made you hug him instead, you almost exploded from the cuteness overload.

•you two spent the day in each other's presence and with peke j.

"happy birthday [name], I made this day even more special just for you. Also forget about that plushie you have me anyways :<"

haitani rindou

•never forgets your birthday (2)

•this dude is the 2nd best boyfriend according to the character book.

•takes you away from anyone so you can sit tight and relax.

•gifts you a customized teddy bear that looks a bit like him.

•also gifts you your favorite flowers.

•becomes the small spoon just for this day, you two watch the sunset together in each other's arms (CUTEEEE)

"happy birthday [name], I'm glad you were born."

haitani ran

•absolutely pampers you to the core.

•takes you out on a fancy dinner.

•does the chores so you won't get tired and so you won't have to do anything for today.

•he puts on a vinyl record and you two slow dance together in the living room.

•gifts you the things you've always wanted but could never get.

•spends the rest of the night playing video games.

"congratulations on surviving another year with me [name] 'laughs* just kidding, happy birthday darling"

baji keisuke

•forgets your birthday (2)

•chifuyu reminds him about it and oh shit he panics.

•he doesn't know what to do, he isn't a romantic type of boyfriend but he tries his very best.

•chifuyu helps him with it.

•he ends up giving you a [color of choice] kitten which you absolutely loved.

•tries and tries to make you very happy today. He loves hearing your laugh.

•you, chifuyu and him celebrated your birthday with a mini party at baji's apartment.

•takes you out on a ride so you can spend some alone time together.

"happy birthday [name],i'll let you keep the cat just don't replace me with him"

kokonoi hajime

•spoils you to the core

•let's you buy anything you want.

•he doesn't actually know what he's doing, he just asked inupi.

•makes a box filled with places you've never visited and lets you pick out where to go.

•he doesn't care how expensive it is, he just wants you to be happy today.

•expensive and fancy dinner just for you.

•gifts you a big bouquet filled with your favorite flowers.

•he loves seeing you happy.

"happy birthday,love. You don't look older but you definitely don't look younger either way *bleh*"

kurokawa izana

•this man is a cold person but he tries to be a good boyfriend to you. I think.

•he gifts you handmade stuff, even though it doesn't look that presentable you love them anyways.

•gifts you your favorite book and..one of his hoodies.

•tries to make you happy but he doesn't think he makes you happy enough (AWW BABY)

•you say he makes you the happiest person in the world and that reasures him.

•he cooks dinner for you, you were honestly surprised he could cook.

•you spend the day with him at home watching movies.

"happy birthday [name], did I make you the happiest person today?"

sano shinichiro

•forgets your birthday (3)

•he's a busy man but for today he won't work for you.

•buys you flowers and baked goods

•movie marathon!! he's scared shitless at the movie and you were just there laughing because the mighty shinichiro is scared.

•recreates your first date, so you two can reminisce the day you first started dating.

•mikey and emma builds a fort so you all can camp out in the living room and tell scary stories to each other.

•shin was scared of your stories and his siblings were laughing so hard.

•cuddles with you all night after.

"Happiest birthday [name], wherever the year takes us, I hope we'll be happy"

...next episode: (still thinking)

-Mayven.

[pholla-jm]

Sleepover

IMAGINE: SLEEPOVER~ ZORO X READER (FEAT. CHOPPER) GENRE: FLUFF WARNING: MAYBE SLIGHT CUSSING? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Getting any alone time was rare in the Thousand Sunny. Most of the time Zoro was training while you were hanging out with someone else. You usually did train with Zoro, but you would get interrupted by someone wanting to hang out with you. You didn’t want to be rude so of course you’re going to hang out with them.

Nami and Robin loved to hang out just for girl time. It was definitely a need because you swear that the testosterone was suffocating you. With Franky or Usopp you worked on some invention. You never really paid attention to it that much. With Luffy, you played childish games that you could never get tired of. And Chopper, he was with you a lot. Almost like a toddler would with a mother. You loved to help him roll out or dry out herbs. And you happily listened to what he had to say about diseases and medicines.

When he wasn’t working on his stuff, he would tag along with you. If you had any chores, he would help you. If you were knitting anything, he would try to do something as well.

You could remember the cute dinosaur onesie you made him. He acted like it was the best thing in the world. He had made you a scarf, saying that it wasn’t as cute as yours, but you insisted that it was cuter. You wore it every time it got cold out, making Chopper the happiest reindeer.

Whenever Zoro would see you with Chopper, a feeling would stir up in his chest. It wasn’t a negative feeling. It was one of longing. He would sometimes imagine what you would be like with his children. He knew that day would be far away, but he really hoped that one day he could have a child one day with you. And he knew that you would make a great parent just by watching how you interact with Chopper.

One night, you were by yourself cleaning up the kitchen. It was quiet. No shouting or loud crashing.

While wiping down the table, you feel someone grab onto your shoulders. You slightly jump and turn around to see your boyfriend.

“Oh my god, Zoro. You scared me.” You say slightly tapping his shoulder- which of course had no effect on him. “You shouldn’t let your guard down.” You roll your eyes, “I don’t usually have my guard up when I’m cleaning the kitchen during nighttime.” “But we are docked on an island, anyone can stroll on the ship.” “Well, that’s what you’re here for! To stop anyone from getting on the ship.” You brightly smile at him. “You rely on me too much.” “Would you rather me not rely on you at all?”

Zoro just sighs at your words, knowing that there was no easy way out of this one. If he answered yes, then he would most likely get a cold treatment from you.

Instead, his hands that were still on your shoulders, moved down to your hands. He grasps onto them. “Let’s sleep in your bed tonight. We have the room all to ourselves.” He whispers while leaning closer to you.

A bright blush starts to overtake your face at his words. There was a slight teasing tone in his voice. “But what if-“ “No what ifs. When do we ever get time to ourselves.” He states. You look to the side, “yeah. You’re right…” A large grin crosses his face. “Damn right I am. Now let’s go.”

Zoro picks you up. One arm underneath your knees and the other supporting your back. A blush covers your face again causing Zoro to chuckle. He honestly loves how easily you get flustered. He makes his way over to the girls’ room and drops you down on your bed.

He props his swords against the wall, next to your bed and slides into the bed as well. “Shouldn’t we at least get changed?” You ask and Zoro shakes his head. He grabs ahold of your waist and pulls you against his chest.

With a content sigh, you relax in his hold and cuddle closer to him. Zoro enjoyed the warmth that you provided, the scent of your shampoo wafting to his nose. The steady breathing relaxes him as well. He could feel you make little shapes on his chest. His favorite being the little hearts.

Everything was quiet and nothing could ruin this moment…...

“(Y/N)!” A high-pitched voice screams and runs into the room. The door slams open in the process, causing you to quickly sit up. You and Zoro were on high alert. Until you saw that it was Chopper, in his dinosaur onesie.

“Chopper, what’s the matter?” You ask as he runs over to you. Zoro reaches over to his swords, ready to fight off any threat if needed.

“Oh, you’re here too Zoro.”

Zoro’s head snaps over to Chopper with a slight glare. Chopper doesn’t notice it though. His full attention was on you.

“I had a bad dream,” he starts tears already forming. A pout forms on your lips and you pick him up, placing him on your lap. Your arms wrap around him to comfort him. Chopper immediately returns the hug, finding comfort and security. “What was it about.” “The marines came and took you! We couldn’t find you anywhere… it was like you disappeared.”

Zoro scoffs, “I would never let that happen.” “Thanks Zoro…. Can I sleep with you tonight?” Chopper asks. “Absolutely n- “You cut Zoro off with a swift kick to his leg. “Of course.” You say while placing Chopper in between you and Zoro.

You look over to see Zoro giving you a slight glare, and if you squinted you could see a small pout on his lips. ‘Sorry’ You mouthed to him.

Chopper giggles as he gets comfortable. “This is like a sleepover!” You giggle at his excitement, “almost. How about we have a sleepover with Nami and Robin.” “Yeah! That sounds like fun.”

Zoro groans, causing you to look back at him, “when do I get my sleepover with you?”

A large smile from amusement makes a way on your face. “I promise you that we’ll get a sleepover too Zoro.” A small scoff escapes his lips, “you better.”

You lean over to Zoro and give him a small kiss on his lips. “Goodnight.” You then lean down and place a small kiss to Chopper’s forehead, “goodnight.”

With a sigh of defeat, Zoro gets comfortable again. He looks over to see that Chopper has cuddled up to you and your arms were wrapped around him as well. When he makes eye contact with you, you reach a hand out to him. Still holding Chopper close to you. He takes your hand and scoots closer to the both of you. This would have to suffice for tonight.

Zoro took a mental note to lock the doors next time.

[writtenbysprout]

Secrets we share

synopsis: The team is pestering you about your love life. Little do they know that your boyfriend is sleeping not too far away.

pairing: aaron hotchner x reader

cw: angst (insecurities), fluff

wordcount: 1446

"How's the mystery loverboy?" Derek leans in over the table separating you, inching closer as if it'd help drawing the information you'd withheld for so long out.

"Or girl," Emily shoots in. Taking a seat just in time for the interrogation you could feel coming. It was only a matter of time before they started pestering you with questions about your love life. It surprised you they hadn’t done so sooner. You were thankful they hadn't though.

"You know I like my privacy, Derek.." Your averted your gaze from the book you rested in your lap. Meeting his eyes you could tell he wouldn't back down, not today. Having Reid fast asleep and being afraid of Emily's wrath he was only left with picking on you.

"Come on, you've been glowing lately. Something big must've happened."

"I mean besides my partner being themselves and being one of my happiest places, than no. Nothing major has really happened."

You avert your gaze, searching the jet for someone to help you, but find your eyes land on Aaron as he's seated alone next to the window, fast asleep. Emily notices your gaze and you notice her frame sink at the sight.

"He must be really tired. He rarely sleeps on the jet." she mutters.

"I think the case was heavy on him. Especially with the unsub targeting boys Jacks age.." you voice, knowing all to well it really had him worried about his son.

“I’m sure he’ll be fine, it’s Hotch we’re talking about. The man is literally made out of something unbreakable." Derek says, trying to preserve the image of Aaron being this superhero without fear or pain.

Little did they know of the times you’d held Aaron in your arms as he sobbed his heart out. Feeling incapable, a coward or not enough. Yet you always reminded him of just how incredible he was. Helping him weather any storm.

All you did was hum in response, before making a attempt to get back too your book. Derek snatched it out of your hand, marking the page and putting it next to him out of your reach.

“Nah-ah, we’re not done,” 

“What more would you like me to say?” 

“Anything! I don’t know anything about your loverboy." 

"Or girl. "

"or girl." Derek repeats, desperate now.

Glancing down at your hands you decide that some details wouldn’t be too bad to share. They knew not to ask you any revealing questions and frankly you thought they enjoyed the hunt of your mysterious lover.

"Fine.." you sigh. Derek and Emily leans in, eyes widening, holding their breath to what you're saying next. “You have three questions, be creative.” 

“How did you meet?” Derek fires off almost before you've finished your sentence. Emily elbows him whispering something about thinking thoroughly through the questions before asking.

“They actually noticed me in the pouring rain, offering me a ride home. I knew them from before and got in. Upon hearing my stomach growling they offered to stop by some takeout place. We ended up getting some incredible thai and when we got to my place, we just found out that it'd be nice to continue the conversation so they joined me inside."

The story wasn't that far off.. from your first date. He had noticed you in the rain and more like ordered you into the car, not wanting his agent to contract a cold.

"What are they like?" Emily asks. Clearly forgetting the importance of thinking through the question before asking. She seemed more invested in your overall feeling towards this mystery person, whereas Derek was tormented in not knowing who this individual was.

"Honestly the best. I can’t imagine someone so headstrong and independent, yet filled with so much love and care for the ones around them."

“So they work with people, interesting." Derek smirks, as if he'd been let in on a secret. "Are you taking notes Emily?” 

You can’t help but smile at the two idiots in front of you as they scurry amongst themselves to find something to write on. It doesn't take long before they do and Emily speaks up, asking the third and final question. "What's your favourite thing about them?"

"It's impossible to not love everything about them, form the small things they do when nervous or stressed to the bigger things like how they always seem to know me better than myself. They're just amazing in every possible way. But if I have to chose something it'd be.. how I feel so safe with them, t's like nothing in the world could ever harm me y'know. Which is rare in this line of work. having seen all the horrible stuff people are capable off." you can't help but smile as you're reminded of Aarons kind and gentle nature. Sure he seems strict and stuck up at work, but behind closed doors, he is the embodiment of love. Look up the words romance and love in the dictionary and you'll find a picture of him there. He had singlehandedly proven to you that romance was not dead. "That and the way they just radiate love. At least to me. I feel seen, and heard and wanted. And honestly I can't imagine my life without them."

You reach out your hand and Derek obediently gives you your book back a sigh of defeat leaving him as he does.

"You don't make this easy on me, hot stuff."

"That's be boring wouldn't it?" You tease as you return to where you left off in your book.

Derek finds one of his sports podcasts and leans back. Emily's gaze drifts out the window. No matter how hard you try, you can't seem to focus on the book anymore. You inch closer to Emily, lowering your voice so no one but she can hear.

"I think I love them, Em."

"Worse things have happened. You've been dating for what, 9 months?"

"Closer to a year actually."

"Then it's natural."

"I just.. I've never felt this strongly about someone."

Emily glances over at JJ's sleeping figure, with a longing smile. The yearning in her eyes present.

"Then don't wait, tell him.. before it's too late."

× × ×

Once off the jet you head home, take a shower and get into some of your comfiest clothes. It doesn’t surprise you when someone knocks on your door. Knowing all to well that Aaron would come over. You find him on your step with takeaway, flowers and a smile. 

The two of you finished eating and put the boxes aside, ready to finally spend some alone time together. He falls back into the sofa, eyes lingering on you as he does.

He opens his arms, inviting you to cuddle up close to him. You reach for the remote, glancing back at him.

"TV or no?"

"just wanna savor this time with you."

You crawl into his arms, snuggling close. Yet you notice something's off right away. Sure he always likes to cuddle close, but now it's like he can't get close enough. Not that it bothered you. It let you know that something was off, maybe something was troubling him.

“Aaron, my love.." You look up, placing your hand on his cheek. "What’s on your mind, darling?” 

“I.. heard what you said on the jet.." he keeps his gaze away from you afraid of your reaction, "I didn’t mean to listen in, I just couldn’t sleep and.. Do you really think so highly of me?” 

He finally looks up and finds you. His eyes now conflicted as they dart from your left to your right. You seat yourself so you're fully facing him, saddened by his low thoughts of himself.

“Of course I do. Why would I just say something like that if I didn't mean it?” 

“But I don’t.."

“Nah-ah, no talking down on ourselves mister.” 

You crawl up, onto his lap, seating yourself so that you're facing him. Then you let your hands take a hold of his face, lifting it so he's looking directly at you. His arms snakes themselves around your waist, pulling you as close as possible. Looking down at you now only see admiration and love in his eyes.

“I love you, Aaron.” You can’t stop the words before the tumble out. But you don't care. It's what you feel and have felt for a long time. "you don't have to say it back.. 's just.."

He leans up, shutting you up with his lips. You melt into the kiss, becoming reminiscent of a puddle in his arms as it fills you with the nice warmth like it always does.

"I love you too, darling."

[c0smoshit]

Hun, I just saw your post about my request being posted earlier! Don't worry about it! Take all the time you need and I want you to enjoy it as much as you can! I know you'll do amazing, and it'll be worth the wait! I am so sorry Tymblr has been a bitch

Blue eyes ミ★

⋆ ࣪. ℙ𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 ≫ Cloud Strife/Reader

⋆ ࣪. ℙ𝕝𝕠𝕥 ≫ Cloud's been having some horrific dreams lately

⋆ ࣪. 𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 ≫ angst!, fluff too, traumas, nightmares, slight harrasment from a drunk guy, visions, voices, not proofread!

⋆ ࣪. 𝔸/ℕ ≫ Sorry for the inactivity and tumblr being a bitch :(( But anyways, enjoy this mess 🫶😭

⋆ ࣪. 𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕕𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥 ≫ 4.462

« Red »

The colour his mind pictured when he started hearing things, seeing them. His head spinned and hurt, closing his eyes tightly while strange voices filled his mind.

He didn't know where they came from or why they did it, but he was so tired of them.

At first it didn't happen really often, it all started when he stepped on that polluted city. It caused him such a weird and sad feeling, Midgar, the city that was supposed to be such an advance in technology, bringing fresh and huge mako reactors to create those little colorful pearls everyone seemed to want.

But it was all bullshit, they were destroying the planet, milking every mako drop out of it. It got to a point were people couldn't even see the daylight from the slums, greeted by hours and hours of darkness and emptiness.

His mind often circled around how lifeless the faces of the people were, matched with the depressing sight of the metallic buildings and playgrounds. The only natural light that beamed through the endless sandy paths were the children, bringing honest giggles and big jovial grins to the world.

How would it feel to be a kid again?

Nostalgia rested deep inside him, he mourned those years, when it all felt right and real.

Long walks along the little village with his mother, longer ones in the mountains by the back of his house.

Breathe clean air, sleeping with the sound of the air hitting the slope of the mountains with persistence.

His mother caressing his hair as he told her not to ruffle it up

"Learning" how to be a SOLDIER by himself.

He reminisces about his loneliness too, he constantly looked foward to what Tifa's friends were up to.

Although he didn't really fit with anyone on Nibelheim besides Tifa, he was happy and he had dreams. Dreams that were soon sliced by a huge Masamune.

No matter how hard his subconciousness, driven by the silhouette of SOLDIERS and Sephiroth, tried to tell him that those kids were inferior to him, they seemed to be so joyful and honestly happy.

And he just... was there.

Those were the happiest years he had ever looked back on, and now they just remained as memories.

But time appeared to exacerbate those imminent dark nights.

People would frequently put him as a companionless guy, one of many who enjoyed the silent strides of their own feet. And he was, he loved being alone, not with his mind.

He had become accustomed to being alone, he always had been a solitary person and that's all he knew.

His mind roved around his past, his memories, and he often found himself trying to decipher if they were real or just some images that this new voice had placed deeply inside his psyche.

Maybe that was the reason he actually likes spending time with the group, not really the fact that he got to be with them but the comfort of the voices being subdued by them. Even if it just lasted some hours.

Midgar had a dark aura around it that he only seemed to discern. And it got worse and worse, scarlet painted memories of the ones he couldn't protect.

He was tired, tired of it all.

Tired of fighting only to be compensated with grief and regret.

Tired of taking care of everyone, as cruel as it sounded.

Tired of seeing him everywhere, even on the safety of your arms.

The man, if he even deserved that name, who took his life away savagely, his dreams and his trust for him. The day he remembers the most, yet so vaguely, a chaos of blurred ( burnt ) out images inside his messed up brain.

The years had taken away decades of sanity that should still remain inside him.

And hundreds of hours of sleep too.

His body sometimes walked itself out of his makeshift appartment Tifa had lent him, governed by the need of "fresh" air. Nonetheless they were just mere excuses for the fear he felt, knowing that he had to sleep that night with his own thoughts.

He saw you once, streets painted with the caliginosity of the moon, you looked calm as you feet dragged you through the solid metal walls.

He pondered about going and talk to you, but he opted to just watch you fade away into the dead of night. Kind of creepy, he thought, but he didn't want to disturb your peace.

But the metal clank of his comically large sword, resting heavily on his back almost exposed him. Two confused glowing orbs looked around, trying to decipher what they just heard. However they eventually calmed themselves down and continued their enigmatic pace.

He let out a sigh of relief he wasn't aware was holding, lowering the rapid gloved hand that tried to stop the movement of his sword from the handle.

Before he decided that he should leave you alone, something sparkled inside him, something was wrong.

He resumed his steps and before he even had a chance to think, some strange man approached you. Maybe you had a boyfriend he didn't know about?

That option was quickly discarded as your face scrunched up in disgust for a brief moment before you smiled at the man, telling him something. Something he didn't seem really excited about as he slurred some words out of his mouth while closing the distance between the both of you.

His forbearance soon emptied itself, he couldn't bear seeing you like this for another minute. He was aware you knew how to manage yourself in fights and this wouldn't be the first time your shin ended on some guy's crotch.

But everytime something like this occurs, you try to be as polite as you posibly can, not wanting the situation to escalate to a higher problem. Muttering some

"I'm fine thank you"

Your hands crossed in front of your chest, tugging tightly your own shirt as you tried to walk away. But the weird guy got even closer to you, smiling as if he was proud of winning a medal, trying to cage you into the wall.

"Aww cmon, I just wanna have some fun tonight"

His disgusting drunken reek filled your poor nostrils, god why couldn't he just walk away or something?

"You don't want to have some fun?"

You were forced to stop dead on your tracks as his hand launched itself, hitting the wall besides you, ending up at your eye level.

"Hey-"

Your eyes widened in horror as he came closer to your face, whispering something into your ear that your mind couldn't process, as the only thing that popped up instead was the image of your fist fitting so good into his cheekbone.

The hand that grabbed your waist was your last straw, but before you could land a decent blow into the man's face something stopped you. Well, rather someone.

Some signature light blonde locks followed by a stoic and quite angry expression appeared behind the guy, his thin lips parted, words fell out of them full of irritation.

"Mind your own bussiness, freak"

A scoff was heard but it was soon replaced by a leather sound, the yank of someone's jacket followed by the loud sound of a body hitting the ground.

The man quickly got himself up, dusting off his clothes and when he was ready to make some comments about the appearance of the one who had taken him down, he decided to shut his mouth as his eyes travelled to the weapon he was wearing.

That and his intimidating appearance, the moon casting it's light into his back so his face was dark enough not to reveal his features, but not his piercing mako eyes.

Eyes that stared down at him with the most disgusting look he had ever seen on anyone's face before.

And in spite of the fact that Cloud wasn't that intimidating like Barret could be, his actions made his whole facade darker. He wasn't a tall and beefy guy, but he was strong.

Just by one movement of his sword he could slice a motorbike in half, his dexterity with blades was what made him feared.

And yet he was also good in close battles, clear agility as he moved through both the battlefield and the hits that were thrown at him. That and his quick thinking and last minute dodges he offered too.

The man had already vanished into the rumbling engines that worked overnight, fused with the quiet chatter of the souls who worked late. You sighed out in harmony with his grip softening on the handle of his sword once again.

You had so many questions that needed to be answered right now, the louder one asking how come he was here tonight?

The night ended with him taking you back home, telling you that you should be more careful, gaining a frow of your brows and you saying something about how you could protect yourself.

And he knew that, he had seen you fight with him, taking down enemies that he was too slow to see. But he still wanted to take a look after you, make sure nobody harmed you in any ways.

He wanted to be there the way you were there for him.

« Blue »

The way his visions were tinted like, navy blue mixed with some undertones of green.

They were the worst part of all this madness he was enduring.

They caused him headaches and the feeling of disorientation, and he absolutely despised being lost. He didn't even know who he was or why he was here, his mind was the worst puzzle he had to ever go through.

However, that wasn't the darkest thing about it.

The visions felt so real, vivid images flashing through his mind like a high speed train, travelling through all his senses and flooding them.

He could see everything and no matter how hard he tried to squeeze his eyes shut, his own brain forced them open.

He could hear the cries and wailings for mercy, sometimes for help, his help.

He could touch, but everything was so far away yet so close to him.

He could taste the bitter-sweet savour of guilt.

The rancid smell of sadness.

The only sound that brought comfort to him, as it being a signal that he was still alive, ceased it's rythmic pumping. A looming mist spreading from his stomach to the rest of his body, fueling his nerves.

He could sense that they either were years appart from his timeline or mere minutes away.

But the conclusions all ended up in the same alleyway, they were going to happen.

Something deep inside whispered into his pierced ear that he couldn't do anything about them, that they weren't just some visions inside his head.

And they frightened him, watching from an imaginary seat how his friends died, how the planet was destroyed, his face.

As a result from this, his head became a cage that no matter how hard he tried to break the iron bars with his naked hands, he was too weak to do so. He just wanted liberty.

That cage multiplied at least ten times the feeling of claustrophobia the aura of the city gave him.

"No!"

A heartrending cry ringed painfully through his ears, loud enough to make them feel as if they were about to bleed.

His eyes were closed but he didn't want them open either way, the ground felt cold even with his boots on.

"Please don't"

The agonizing voice didn't die down like he was waiting for, instead it increased it's volume, almost as if it wanted for him to look up and see what was going on.

And eventually, he did.

His eyes searched for the voice ( for you ), eyes falling on the hand that was clutching for dear life a metal structure.

He recognized the place right away, the lukewarm temperature envolving the gears and his body, the mustiness that filled up his nose. He was inside a reactor.

Faint lights gloomed upon his clothes as his feet dragged him through the grilles, his back felt empty. He didn't have the soothing weight of his weapon, feeling vulnerable to whoever wanted to fight him.

"Please, Cloud"

That did it for him, it was unmistakably you.

Your sweet and sometimes monotone tone was gone, blatantly swapped with a much more startled and uneasy one. Your hands were the only thing visible for him to see right now, the image of your body suspended in the air already present inside his brain.

He didn't know why but a memory of your hand touching his flooded his mind, he liked the softness of them, he wished he didn't had gloves on.

The more intense your cries became, the more he wanted to scream back at you, tell you that he was there, that you were going to be fine.

But nothing came out of his mouth

He kneeled down in front of you, finally able to see your face. But he didn't like the way you were sweating, how your eyes widened in horror as you looked back at him. He wanted to see your features soften, to hear your laugh, your voice telling him not to overwork himself.

The abyss consumed him, what seemed like miles and miles of hollowness and darkness bellow you.

Your left hand slipped off the edge with a yelp, you were slowly sinking down and he wasn't going to let you do so. His hand grabbed the one that was still gripping the platform, clutching it tightly.

He wouldn't let you slip off that easily.

Your quivering voice was the only sound that could deafen the roar of the engines around the both of you. Although you were visibly sweating, your hand felt cold under the thin layer of his black gloves.

An invisible rock attached to your feet by a thick rope made you feel heavier than before, gradually dragging you lower and lower from his grasp.

He couldn't even let out grunts or sighs out of his mouth, he wanted to tell you to hold on, just a bit more and you were going to be safe with him once again.

He tried to lift you up, but you didn't budge. His body tensed up and he was becoming more and more impatient.

By the time your hand finally gave up on him, he was laying face down on the ground, his feet stopping him from falling down with you.

"I'm sorry"

A tear slipped from your tired eyes, your body dissapearing into the void with the saddest smile he had ever seen on your face. He didn't want to ever see that expression again, he wanted you to smile brightly, not fade out lights with it.

And why were you apologizing? He should be the one to do so, he was unable to save you. You should be here with him now, enveloping your loving arms around him while you thanked him.

He felt his heart being crushed down, he wouldn't be able to feel you pat his shoulder in a reassuring way whenever he had to fight someone again, your hands dusting off his clothes after a long mission.

He wanted to cry, to scream, to kill someone.

But his mouth was sealed shut, his hands trembled but no tears seemed to stain his cheeks. His heart pumped harshly inside his chest and as if someone were tugging his hair, his head hurt.

And when he closed his eyes, they were opened again.

But he wasn't met with cramped, massive iron walls around him, he was met with his unfurnished blank wall.

Thank god, he thought.

His sheet was between his legs and the floor, a cotton waterfall on the side rail of the bed. His shirt was ridden up above his belly button, the moon was still up in the sky staring at him with a motionless facade. And he could've sworn it was mocking him.

He had sat up abruptly, letting out a screech he wanted to let out for a while now, reverberating from his chest and into the small room. He tried to calm his breathing, his hands clutched the matress bellow him.

His hair was messier than it usually was, he stared at the closed window and into the incessant lightless sky.

For the first time in his life he was pleased to see those streets again.

That took place about week ago and of course he didn't tell anyone. He didn't want to pile more stress and worry on the shoulders of the group.

On the outside, his demeanour didn't change a bit. Well, not for the ones who didn't know him.

His subtle tiredness and grumpiness was cristal clear for you to notice. His patience died down sooner than before and his irascibility when he was fighting someone was what exposed him.

And if his answers were dry and short they basically were nonexistent now.

But he had a thick skull and no matter how many times you asked him—

"Is everything alright?"

His head turned around to see you, a confused frown rested on his face. Had he done anything weird?

—he didn't seem to answer you.

He then shook his head and his hand, silently telling you that he was fine. But you stopped yourself before asking him a second time, you didn't want to be a nuisance either way.

You were walking next to him a few meters away from the group in front of you. They walked back to Seventh heaven, but you purposedly abandoned your talk to walk with Cloud instead.

And he didn't seem bothered by it, he appreciated the way you cared about him, but he couldn't tell you what was happening, not now.

He didn't dare to look at you, he knew if he did so, flashes of his prior dreams would engulf his mind.

Sooner or later he did, throbbing guilt crossed painfully his mind when he did so. He saw blue in your eyes.

An ocean emerged in front of his eyes, submerging your face and then your clothes, coalesced with a big meadow of beatiful grown grass that enveloped your features.

He could've found this view incredibly magestic if it wasn't for the fact that he knew what was about to happen.

He didn't- He couldn't take it anymore.

His skull appeared to be thicker inside his skin, crushing down his brain. His hands swiftly made contact with his forehead, eyes closed shut and avoiding to see anything.

Whispers and sometimes yells echoed through the dim alleyway, his knees bucking as he supported himself on the wall.

His eyes achingly opened up again, his hands grasped something that was too soft to be a stone wall, he saw your face.

"Please don't- Please don't go"

"to the reactor..."

Your soft voice with some hints of sleepiness reached his eardrums, was he dreaming?

A question he found himself asking a lot lately, not knowing how to discern between reality and a vision or a dream.

He hesitated to open his eyes once again, his headache had dissapeared but his eyelids felt heavier than before.

When was before?

He saw your face, but you weren't staring at him back. Subsequently your hands stroked his hair tenderly, a touch he would love to die for.

You were humming softly, his mother did that a lot when she was cleaning him up and tucking him before sleep.

He wanted to admire your beauty for just a little while, the moon stared at him once again, but this time he was the one who laughed at it.

Your soft skin, your hair released from the confines of your hair tie, your lips, your eyelashes that batted so cutely whenever you saw an animal, your nose.

You were from another dimension.

And he melted right away after you noticed that he was awake, your smile being the first thing that came into his vision. The loss of warmth on his blonde locks made him a bit mad.

That was when he noticed where he was laying on, your legs. Blood rushed to his cheeks, creating a slight blush on his pale skin. But he shrugged his thoughts fast enough for you not to notice his weakness.

He wished that whenever he had a nightmare or a crude vision your thighs would be there to craddle his head.

He didn't know why he was here but he didn't want to hear the answer too, he was more than happy to be there either way.

He knew he could speak right now, but he didn't have anything to say. Your hand falling down into his cheek followed with a kind look on your lips was what kept him silent.

And the words that fell from them were the only reason he was still fighting Shinra, fighting with you, for you, to hear them again and again.

He didn't demand poetic phrases for him to melt on spot, just by hearing the most simple reassuring worss fall from your lips was more than enough for him.

"I'm here for you "

He spent the rest of the night curled up like a ball on top of your legs, hearing your honeyed words deliciously filling his ears repeatedly.

He wouldn't tell you why he had passed out on top of you, why had he pushed you to the wall in front of the group as he anxiously warned you.

And he ceirtantly wouldn't tell you about how his dream of you walking alone in an alleyway was the reason his body walked itself out of his appartment.

The softness of your skin wasn't there anymore it was replaced by your cozy pillow, but it wasn't enough for him.

Dawn's first light entered through your closed window, hitting his face. He had slept without any worries for the first time in weeks, drowned in your touch.

He wanted to thank you, he only had spent a night with you and you had managed to clear his mind from any racing thoughts. His head craved for your touch, his arms and his hands too.

He looked down and he saw his usual clothes, but now they smelled like you.

But you weren't there, he looked around and he took advatange of the quiet dawn to see your room. It was the same size as his own one, but it was definitely prettier than his.

Clean sheets deliciously wrapped around his body that fell down onto his legs when he sat up on the bed, your bed. Cute posters and images about some cats, family and friends laying around on your desk or hanging on the wall.

He rubbed his somnolent eyes before getting off the bed with a swift move, laying on his feet. He noticed that they were lighter than before and when he looked down, he wasn't wearing his boots anymore. You had taken the time to take them off before getting him inside your bed, a small smile formed on his lips at the thought.

His head pekeed through your door as he opened it as quietly as he could, it was still pretty early so he didn't want to wake you up if you were still around.

Without the huge piece of metal behind his back he was pretty quiet, so he used that on his advantage.

His feet guided him until he reached what seemed to be like your living room, it was the same like your bedroom. It was a copy of his own one but much cozier.

But he didn't have time to look around like he did with your room, you were a much more pleasant sight to see. He walked silently until he was right next to your sleeping form.

The first thing that crossed his mind was how gorgerous you were like this, comfy and relaxed under the spell of sleepiness. Your rythmic slow-paced breaths, they reminded him of the sea.

However, he immediately felt bad for stealing your bed, he noticed the way you were curled up on the small couch, your back was probably going to kill you when you woke up.

So without any second thought, his left hand wrapped itself bellow your knees while his right one simultaneously enveloped your back. He gently lifted you up in his arms, your head lolling to the side until it met his shoulder, your temple resting next to his chest.

He wasn't going to lie to himself, he sometimes daydreamed about carrying you like this, how would it feel. Your sweet "thank you"'s echoed inside his head when he lifted your harmed form after a cruel battle, your arms hugging his neck.

A few minutes passed and he thanked his hard training for being able to hold you like this for a long while.

Your body shivered, right, you didn't seem to have a spare blanket other than the one in your bed. So he pressed his body closer to yours, trying to warm you up.

He knows he's already called you pretty and gorgerous over ten times now, but god, he needed to remark it. And right now you looked as cute as those cats you seemed to love, unconciously hiding your face on his chest with a long sigh.

He marched back into your room and he noticed that his buster sword was resting on the right wall of the living room, next to his boots.

The more he noticed those little details, the more he wanted to hold you close to him.

But when he finally reached your room after an agonizing ( purposely ) slow pace, it was time for you to properly rest.

So he placed you on top of your mattress, heart fluttering when he saw your little stretch on the bed. He enveloped your body with your blanket, mimicking your pleasured smile when he did so.

If only time could stop right now

He closed the curtains so the light didn't disturb your well deserved sleep like it did to him and then he sat down next to your bed.

Thankful for having a cure for his illnesses.

[chonkymoth]

going off of that twitter post about how Nandor is fucking giddy when talking w the Baron about how Guillermo killed all the vamps in the theatre and how he doesn't want Guillermo to change:

Nandor is happiest, or at least proudest, when recalling his own days as a fearsome warrior — his acts in conquering, slaughtering, and pillaging. He talks so highly of himself from that point in his life. And it begs the question if he considers vampirism a curse, at least in part, because he is no longer that once ruthless leader and fighter. In terms of overall vampires, he's honestly just kind of average it seems. And when it comes to Guillermo he's downright soft, to the point that multiple other vampires have pointed out that his feelings towards Guillermo and the way he treats him are odd, to say the least, for a vampire/familiar relationship.

But the thing is, I think the thing he respects the most about Guillermo is those same qualities he once had. He sees Guillermo as someone who is powerful and strong and fully capable of holding his own (and tbf he's very right). Him wholeheartedly vouching to the others to spare Guillermo in the name of the "warrior's code"? Yeah, that. And he knows vampirism changed that about him. I think, deep in that emotionally constipated little brain of his, he's so scared of Guillermo getting turned and no longer having those qualities he loves and respects, and instead turning out just like Nandor. We as a fandom talk a lot about how Nandor is scared Guillermo would leave him — and Nandor's said as much — and I do think that's a very good chunk of his hesitation to turn Guillermo, but I think a lot of it, too, is that he's scared of Guillermo turning out just like he has.

Yet, when Nandor sought out a wife last season, he wanted someone devoid of those exact qualities he seems to relish and uphold. He wanted someone that basically just lifted him up rather than be his equal, his counterpart. Nandor got rid of people who bested him in a fight, who were too pretty or alluring, who were funnier than him, etc. And he found, seemingly, the perfect person for him within those tight guidelines....and then proceeded to change every single thing about her. Until finally changing her to be an exact copy of Guillermo's boyfriend. Aka: he desires what Guillermo desires.

Which leads to the question of what does Guillermo desire? Well, that's not nearly as hard to piece together since he's much more open about his feelings. Guillermo desires and values the qualities that, he thinks, come with being a vampire — being ruthless, powerful, and attractive. It's the whole reason he finally said fuck it and went to Derek, because he was so tired of being him. He never realized that he already held all of those qualities he valued ("I don't feel powerful. I don't feel sexy" that's because you already were those things, love). It's just that he discovered the hard way that those qualities weren't really intrinsic to being a vampire. But, back to the point I was trying to make; basically, he values all the qualities Nandor had/has. Former fearless ruler and warrior of a nation, who had 37 wives, and is now a bloodthirsty and terrifyingly strong vampire who fucks around with anyone he wants? Check, check, and check.

So, if Guillermo desires Nandor and Nandor desires what Guillermo does, then Nandor is realistically looking for someone that compliments him and is equivalent to him. Someone who he recognizes to have all of the qualities that are fundamental to who he is and was. Man, I wonder who that could be.... And honestly? I think Nandor is finally starting to connect all these dots himself. Which is just adding to his fear of Guillermo changing in any way. Because he likes and respects who Guillermo has become over these past seasons. And I'm so scared and excited to see how he takes Guillermo being turned, both now and after he sits with the information for a while, because, realistically, Guillermo hasn't changed, not really. But will Nandor realize that?

[slickfordain]

How long is waiting?

Aether,- a mere traveler who has been commissioned multiple times by random people; even the Archons; and yet, in return… He got nothing. Until… Well. He met you.

It’s not hard to say that Aether has favorites and that he despises everyone else, he finds comfort in you… When you and Aether first met, you were confused of who he was,— and treated him like a normal person, which was what caught his attention.

Being honest, even if you did commission him he’d still fall heavily for you

Aether was now peacefully cuddling you under the dark blue sky by the beach, the stars being above despite being… Fake, and just an illusion for everyone to see, like how wanderer claimed it as beforehand when he was a Fatui.

“… You know.. I… I never got to be held like this by such a sweet person…” Aether started, holding you close, as you hummed out a “Mhm”, your tired half lidded eyes gazing up slightly.

Aether’s breath hitched lightly, before looking down with flushed rosy cheeks…. It wasn’t… Often, that he’d feel a familiar feeling of… Love, but somehow, you made him the most happiest hero he could ever be…. And that was.. Certainly enough for him.

“… You know… [N]… You’re really… Humble, oddly..” Your ears perked up at this, confused and lost of what the traveler meant. You’ve never really seen him speaking to you like this… He seemed.. Hesitant? “… I am…?” You murmur slightly, in a questioning tone which Aether could understand why.

He just gave a faint smile, before sighing and nodding… He’s trying to recollect his words, finding the right ones to describe how horrible he felt all those times…. But… He’s scared of oversharing; because nobody has ever willingly listened to him.

“Would you… Listen, just once?” Aether asks in hopes you’d understand, and unsurprisingly, you nodded. Aether’s eyes lit up slightly… That was one thing he loved about you, and that was your nature to listen. It was so heartwarming… He wished he didn’t need to do this stupid traveling..

With another deep sigh escaping his throat, he hesitantly tries using his words he’s been thinking about to use. “It’s just… I’ve.. Always wondered, why did I start searching for my sister…?” He began, making you stare rather surprised by his question…

You also started wondering why, but feared he wouldn’t like to share the thoughts of it with you.

“Throughout my adventures, with Paimon, I still found no value in life itself after all those times…”

…

That was very pitiful and saddening to hear… Having a traveler so depressed, you didn’t think it would go so deep as this…

You tried consoling him, even though you absolutely suck at trying to comfort or even cheer someone up; you offered him some food in your hands, catching him off guard slightly.

“… Food..?” You mumbled out, saying one word each time. It wasn’t odd, it was pretty normal for you to do that,— actually. As you see, you use either 3-4 words, or just end up saying nothing. You weren’t much of a talkative person, and Aether respected that full-honestly. It’s like a fresh of breathtaking air… Something that he has always valued in a person, and he loves it. Because it’s you.

“… Thank you..” He smiled warmly, before it fades once he took a bite of your offered gift… “I..” He trails off again. “I haven’t given you anything in return, all this time… After you’ve done so much for me to find my sister…” He shares out, his grip on you becoming tighter, making you shift slightly and tried being in a comfortable cuddling position.

“.. You don’t need to…” You dismissed his worries, brushing it off like a wave that was one to ignore, but to Aether… It meant everything to do something for you. He wanted to do something for you, and it’s ironic because he never offered someone to help… That’s just… What’s special about you.

Aether wanted to offer you something… Perhaps.. Explaining about his old home would be a great value? “You know, I…” But he stopped. Right when you looked at him, he was thinking…

No.

It wouldn’t be enough talking about his old home.

There had to be more about it…

After a moment of silence, Aether continues…

“… I’ve never… Told you my name, have I?” He gave out a soft chuckle, realizing that the greatest gift could be both about his old home and his name. And you instantly got excited, your eyes sparkling just a tiny bit, giving Aether those feelings once more that had his heart pounding— as if it’ll tear out from his chest so much…

“I’d like to know…” You immediately said, getting in a bit too close— that had Aether slightly stammering over his words, his chest beating rapidly. If you kept this up, he might not be able to restrain his feelings.

But, he gave a small laughter, ruffling your hair in a gentle way possible, before he continues. “You’re the first person who’ll… Ever get to know my name, honestly…” Aether sheepishly says, his face becoming more rosy-red than usual. “But, consider this as a thank you gift.”

…

“My name is Aether..” He introduces himself in a gentle way possible, your eyes sparkling in admiration that he even considers you special enough to tell his name. Nobody in Teyvat ever knew his name… He always went by “traveler” or, well, the titles he receives every now and then when saving a nation…

“Ae-ther…” You tried spelling out, like some little baby learning a language. It honestly made Aether want to squish you and kiss you to death— because oh dear heavens, have mercy on him with your soft-spoken voice.

“That’s right…. Aether…” He smiled warmly still, being happy and content that he finally revealed his name to someone he could trust. And that person, was you.

“Aether…” You repeated slowly, smiling gently as you think you could get used to it… “Very lovely…” You complimented, as in return, Aether just softly laughs again. He found pure hope with you… It felt Ethereal… “Lovely, yes? I think yours is the loveliest….” He nuzzled against your cheek with his own, stroking his fingers through your [Hair color] hair, your own cheeks burning up— holding onto him which made you look a little… Clingy. But Aether didn’t mind… By Gods, he didn’t mind at all…

“I wish I could go home…” He utters as a starter… You, looking at him, a bit saddened that he wanted to go home.. Until he added more to his sentence. “I wish I could go home, with you…” He continued on, your eyes gazing, slightly widening. You didn’t expect from the traveler to be… Wanting you near him.. But at this point? You shouldn’t be so surprised anymore…

You’ve always felt loved and safe, when it came to Aether.

“I could’ve shown you so many things my world had in store… We could fly together too.” Aether explains, before looking down at your face, seeing that you were visibly confused by his last sentence.. He must’ve meant the Glider.

Right?

…

“I suppose I could explain that when I finish my journey..” Aether grinned, seeing your pouty face, wanting answers from him now…. But Aether wanted to keep it for the end, because he has a long way before he can get his powers back— to go back home.

“Just wait for me…”

“Alright…?”

I had no WiFi and went insane

[stinger-shot]

🧡TFP Ratchet SFW alphabet🧡

TFP Ratchet SFW alphabet.(This is my first time doing this, don't judge)

A = Affection (How affectionate they are)

- Ratchet doesn't really show affection alot, the only things you'll get in public are a small peck on the cheek or a normal kiss. (Maybe even a small nuzzle?)

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend?)

- Ratchet would be less grumpy with you and a little bit more open, not alot just a little..

C = Cuddles

- After a loooong and stressful day, expect some Cuddles, which is alot... even if he doesn't cuddle after a long day you'll still get some in berth.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

- Well if Cybertronians needed to eat, he'd be Gordon Ramsey, so your getting 5 star meals every night babyyyyy~

- Ratchets a clean freak, even though his work space can get messy he always needs to clean it up afterwards.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

- If you broke up with him first, he'd respect your wishes and wish you luck and give you a hug even though he would be upset.

- If he broke up with you first.. let's just say, he ain't talkn after-

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment?)

- Terrified but up for it.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

- Oh he's very gentle, he wouldn't hurt you in the slightest, even emotionally he tries his best not to hurt your feelings. Even if he is grumpy-

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it?)

- He likes especially after a stressful moment or day.

- He likes them often unless it interrupts his work.

I = I love you (How do they say I love you?)

- "I love you y/n... you've made me the happiest mech in the world."

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get?)

- Oh he gets very jealous-

- If he does get jealous he just scoffs alot and holds his tounge and goes into a mood about it.

K = Kisses

- If your upset he'll give you a few pecks and maybe some butterfly kisses.

- If its just a normal kiss, just a nice passionate kiss on the lips.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

- It depends, if the kids being a brat he'll ignore them.

- but if the kids a sweetheart he'll maybe have a conversation.

M = Morning- SLEEPY CUDDLES!!!

N = Night

- He reads books before sleeping, makes him feel tired enough to go sleep.

- SLEEPY CUDDLES!!!

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves?)

- He's not open about himself, unless he's very very VERY upset about somthing.

- Or that one time he did dru- I MEAN- synth-N

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

- I think you know

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you?)

- He remembers everything but does slip up once and a while.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

- First kiss or the first time he saw you.

S = Security (How protective are they?)

- He's very protective of you, but not that protective.

- Like if you got a paper cut he'd just shrug and walk away. (Not in a rude way tho)

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

- A TON OF EFFORT

- Remember he cook like Gordon Ramsey *wink wink*

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

- His grumpiness.

- Feel free to glare at him everytime he scoffs!!

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

- He doesn't care really, he's old, he doesn't care about that stuff anymore.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

- Yeah, pretty mutch..

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

- He's tried pepto bismol once.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

- honestly I don't know

- if your annoying ig? Just try not piss him off-

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

- He has a whole routine..

- he goes for a shower, reads a book, gets cuddley with you, then he's asleep.

- He snores and sleep talks in his sleep somtimes, so yea-

(This was my first time at this so yea! Hope you enjoyed!)

[izukuisbaby]

⊹˚.⋆ YOU CAN STAND UNDER MY UMBRELLA - IZUKU MIDORIYA

℘. flora's notes : requested by @izueli welcomeback love ! how is school going ? your request came in at a perfect time tbh💀 I HOPE U LIKE THIS and @hopeluna requested something similar i killed two birds with one stone in this fic :)

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℘. synopsis : izuku takes care of you after a tiring day. he's just being the most perfect and caring boyfriend .

℘. setting : you and izu have been together since second year at UA. he's a pro-hero at endeavor's agency while you're in university. you both share a flat.

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you were waiting for your train back home, feeling utterly exhausted. it was your midterms week, you were exceptionally stressed out. you stayed on campus, studying until impossible hours. izuku knew it was a hard week for you but he could not afford eating up some of his sleep schedule. his work was tiring as well and you were never upset at him for taking some rest, his mind never rested. but izu being izu, he still left you notes on the kitchen table with your meal next to it, which he carefully prepared just for you. you felt grateful for having such an affectionate and attentive boyfriend, even when it felt like he could not have free time, he still managed to make some for you.

today was a particularly hard day, you had failed the exam of your least favourite subject, one you studied particularly hard for. He called you, knowing how important it was for you to succeed in this exam.

"hey baby ! how are you feeling ? how did your exam go ?, ” your boyfriend's sweet voice was like the cure you needed to feel better. he was so caring, it warmed your heart in ways nothing else could.

“I- i’m just really tired izu. I’ll be home in half an hour, my train is coming.” your voice was shaky, you were trying not to break down from all the stress you’ve bottled up these past few days. 

“hey love, it’s okay, you’re okay. i honestly can’t wait for you to be home, i’ve missed you and I think you deserve a break. just get home safe ,i’ll take care of everything. I love you.”

“I love you too, Izu. Thank you so much”

the train journey seemed to never end. the only thing that could make your stress go away all you wanted was to hug izuku, you knew he would make you feel better, he knew how to hug you, just the right way. you never truly felt at home until you were engulfed into his strong arms.

as if your evening could not get worse, it was pouring outside. you saw the droplets merge into each other on the train window. you began to think of the long walk you would have to take home. you got off the train and walked out of the station. everyone was running to their cars, trying to avoid the rain as much as possible, except one silhouette, a familiar one. your boyfriend was waiting for you, holding an umbrella.

"Y/N HEY !” he yells, waving at you. “I thought I’d come pick you up, it’s pouring and the umbrella was left at home. I brought it for you,” he smiled at you, a smile he only ever gave to you. his happiest, most honest grin. His kind of sponge-like nature made him absorb others' feelings and so, he could not help but feel anxious and disappointed for you.

"izu" you said, exhaling deeply. you rushed into his arms and completely broke down. you were full on sobbing into his shoulder. 

"It's okay love I'm here, let it out" he said stroking your head and kissing it softly.

you do not know how long you stayed in his arms, but you did not feel like letting go. izuku moved first, he noticed you were starting to shiver and drove you home.

"I- uh- I didn't know what you'd want to eat and I didn't really have time to make dinner I'm sorry… I ordered y/f/f instead, I hope that's okay" he said slightly shaking, he was afraid of your reaction. he really did not want to make a mistake and upset you more, he wanted to make all your worries go away and soothe your heart.

"it's perfect izu. you're perfect," your eyes were tearing up again as you kissed his cheek.

"i also set up y/f/m so we can watch it together, I thought it might cheer you up. but if you'd rather go to bed and cuddle we can do that too. it's up to you love"

"izu, thank you really. I'd love to watch that movie and cuddle with you. I really needed that break." 

He sat on the couch, pulled you into his lap and buried the two of you under a blanket. 

"i love you y/n. and even if you didn't pass this exam, I'm still proud of you. you did your best and that's what matters. next time you will outstand everyone because you will let your brain have a break, even if i have to drag you on this couch" he softly said as he stroked your arm and kissed your forehead.

© izukuisbaby. comments appreciated ! although do not modify, translate, copy, claim as your own or repost on any app/platform/social media (this applies to all of my content)💓

[ryuichirou]

Have you watched the show yet? If so, what do you think of Yandere Todd?

Just finished it the other day! I can’t believe I was so sure that we won’t be watching it for quite some time, but I guess we did manage to find a balance between rewatching the Scott Pilgrim movie/watching the anime series and rewatching Twst main story. I can still feel the weight of a clown hat on my head, but ultimately I’m very happy that we watched it now. I won’t go into details about the show itself, but it was very fun and we enjoyed it a lot. And believe it or not, Wallace and Todd weren’t the only characters that we had fun watching. I personally really liked all the girls lol

I also love how you’re bringing up the most important thing in the world: Yandere Todd. The short answer to your question would be Yes. I think I mentioned it before, but still: it’s stupid how right up our alley this whole thing is lol What surprises me isn’t just the fact that the production figured that the most logical and fun character arc (mini-arc I guess) for Todd would be to develop an obsessive gay crush (and honestly that makes perfect sense when you think about his character), but also the fact that by the end of this story this development wasn’t “undone”. The boy is still deeply in love and deeply not okay, he is basically 1 second away from becoming a yandere, considering how dangerous he actually is. But also stupid and desperate enough to make dumb yandere decisions.

So yeah, we’ve been enjoying these two a lot (there are more sketches than what we post…), and thinking about them a lot. So you know, Anon, I’ll do something that you didn’t ask for: write a couple of yandere!Todd headcanons, because why not, this is what we do in this blog.

This is more of a general consensus than a headcanon, but still: Todd won’t get over this crush. He’ll live his entire life either trying to win over Wallace or watching him from the sidelines, so it’s almost like they’ll always have been together… even if Wallace wouldn’t always be aware of that. Todd became completely delusional very quickly, so his relationship with Wallace would almost become parasocial overtime.

Todd is a stalker, duh. He would actually consider watching over (or just watching) Wallace his mission in life. It’s one of the reasons for him to get back his vegan edge: if he becomes stronger as a vegan, he’ll learn how to manipulate his brain to be able to see whatever his most beloved person is doing at any given moment. The day he actually manages to learn this is going to be the second happiest day of his life (the first one is the day he met Wallace). Roxie thinks it’s creepy, and rightfully so.

Another thing that Roxie finds creepy (who keeps asking for her opinion, wtf?) is the fact that Todd teleports himself into Wallace’s apartment/house to steal his clothes or to watch him sleep quite regularly. Sometimes he even gets into Wallace’s bed and sleeps next to him, and a couple of times he got so lucky that he even managed to touch Wallace without waking him up. He is sure that Wallace’s reactions that day are a solid proof that they are meant to be together. In actuality, Wallace was just super drunk, tired and horny…

Todd isn’t very happy about the fact that Wallace sleeps around, but he calms himself down by rationalizing this with the thought that Wallace doesn’t get any sparks with these people, he just knows he doesn’t. And sure, he didn’t get them with Todd either, but what they had was still special, and Wallace just doesn’t want to admit it for some reason. Naturally, he got very jealous when Mobile became a permanent part of Wallace’s life. And we’re all lucky that Mobile is a medium of sorts himself, so it’s not that easy for Todd to just beat the crap out of him, even though sometimes he really wants to do that… but for now he just watches Wallace being genuinely happy with someone else. And tries to get stronger to maybe erase Wallace’s memories of Mobile or something among the lines… He would just challenged Mobile to a duel and murder him, but for some reason even Todd has enough brains to realise that Wallace probably won’t ever love him if he does that. Poor Mobile...

Speaking of memories. Todd uses his perfect vegan memory to relive the entire movie shooting experience over and over again. All the aspects of his memory: visual, audial, sensual, he remembers everything. Whenever he isn’t watching Wallace, he just sits in his bed and mumbles everything he said to Wallace back then again and again, while stroking that tattoo he got.

[safetycar-restart]

I CAMNTTTTTTTT 😭😭😭😭😭

LOOK AT HIM YOU CAN SEEEEE THE HAPPINESS RADIATING FROM HIM

i found it absolutely adorable how he literally just forgot how to speak english and started stuttering and giggling it's so ☹️☹️☹️ he loves ferrari so much it's concerning 🙁

but he's so so happy and he has every reason to be and i'm really happy to see him like this especially considering the weekend he had in zandvoort like what the fuck was that shitstorm

but after this he definitely deserves all the kisses!!! all the kisses and hugs he can get, he needs them nd he deserves them all!!!

i can totally just imagine meeting him halfway when he's on his way back to the garage with arms wide open and a big smile and he just runs into them, almost knocking you both over with the force of his hug, and it makes you wonder how happy he'd be if he got pole today.

and then literally while you're hugging him, you manage to put his collar on and he's just the happiest little boy ever right now, he's with his mommy and he has a sea of tifosi cheering him on and it's making him so happy and flustered and shy!!! he honestly just feels like the luckiest boy in the universe

and then the kisses ensue!!! you kiss all over his face, just attacking him and peppering his entire face with kisses – his cheeks, his nose, his forehead, his lips, his jaw, his dimples, absolutely everywhere, and he's just. he's so happy. soso happy like do not tell him anything bad like don't touch him don't ruin his strategy or forget his tires let him stay happy pls.

Listen I know he didn’t win but I don’t care I love this ask and I’m gonna answer it anyway. I’m also gonna do this in the D/S au because it makes sense to put a collar on Charles then, I’m assuming this is supposed to be that AU :))

Firstly, I think your sweet sub would have been so scared to actually go to Monza? He knows they aren’t performing well, and he knows there will be so much more pressure at their home race. He just…. He’s so tired. He’s so fucking tired.

So you’re very worried about him that weekend, and you try to stay as close as you can, maybe even recruiting all of Charles’s support people? You decide a giant cuddle pile with Andrea and Joris and arthur is required every night of the Monza race weekend.

However, you needn’t have worried.

Because the moment charles arrives and sees the sea of red, instantly his mood is lifted. It’s not pressure, it’s support and he needed it so so bad.

He absolutely thrives, stopping for everyone and taking pictures and listening to everyone say they support him because he needs to hear it so badly. He wears his formal red collar the entire weekend, getting support from you and from the fans and it’s truly incredible.

It’s revitalising. Like he can finally see a way he can finish the season.

And then he qualifies third!! And Carlos is on pole!! Ferrari on pole!! He doesn’t care if it isn’t him, not when it’s in front of the Tifosi.

He’s truly so so happy. And it only gets better when he spots you!! You’ve got his red collar in your hand and your smiling so wide and you’re his mommy!!!

He sprints into your arms, holding you extra tight. He nearly knocks you over and you can feel him pressing kisses to your neck. He’s so so happy!! His mommy and his tifosi!!

Maybe this happens in the pitlane? And so the crowd can actually see the two of you? Obviously they cheer even louder when they see you and Charles hug and Charles genuinely can’t remember a time where he’s ever felt so supported and loved.

You put his collar on for him then, and then you just HAVE to give him all the kisses in the world. You pepper kisses all over his face, making him smile so wide his cheeks hurt. He doesn’t even know what to do with himself.

And then… then you turn him to face the crowd and motion towards him, making the crowd cheer even louder and Charles is just giggling and crying and he can’t believe he’s so lucky.

Yes he’s struggled so much and felt so hopeless and lost but this… this makes it all worth it.

[buttonmillipede]

Lego monkie kid

｡ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ｡ ﾟ。Mk x gn six eared S/O °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

　ﾟ･｡･ﾟ

💞 !romantic!

Ok, so to explain this.

S/O has six ears like macaque but they are not a monkey so they just have six elf ears that can hear from miles away.

I also wanna mention the S/O acts like macaque before he was k worded by sun. (if you don’t agree how I think he acted before then that’s fine)

i’m bad at writing so sorry 😭

MK 🏵️

When you first met

Well..he didn’t know about your ears at first, but to be fair you did walk into pigsy with your ears covered.

He did get a little confused how you knew certain things and how you knew when someone was around…so to say the least he didn’t really understand you.

But he did appreciate you because you got him out of doing stupid stuff. (you also saved him from getting kidnapped a LOT)

You 100% jump scare him at least once.

He loved how theatrical you were very much a theater kid but sometimes he doesn’t really understand your sarcasm 😭 (autism I don’t take criticism) 

But oh boy when he first saw them he was mesmerized by them…..it kinda freaked you out by how quiet he was.

“Mk….are you ok?…mk…mk…hes broken…..MK!..”

“Huh! Oh im so sorry i didn’t mean to stare”

“do you not like them?”

“what no! I love them, you look so beautiful-”

“Mk calm down I was just teasing”

Blushy boy 🤭

When you start dating

Lots of cuddles and when I say lots I mean LOTS.

My man is touch starved.

He also does this thing where he whispers into his hands…..which looks weird when you see him doing it, but he does it because he knows you can hear him….you can tell he’s saying something cute or dorky cause you will just a be bright red or you would be struggling to hide your smile.

sometimes he does accidentally yell a little bit too loud, or brings you into loud spaces but right when you mention it, he will immediately help you and apologize.

10/10 boyfriend material 🫣

He has nicknames for you

Starlight and

plum (oh shit- 😨….can you tell what ship I like? 😭)

When he introduced you to sun Wukong 👀

Well it was…interesting…

 Sun was immediately put off by you and tried to avoid talking to you.

Mk was confused.

And you were being…well you.

At the end sun didn’t mind you but would never wanna see you again, you gave him far to many flashbacks.

When you meet macaque

OK so I can see this going two ways.

Either he tries to manipulate or he hates you so he tries to put you down (before season 3)

 he even calls you his little warrior throughout the 3 seasons which MK wasn’t the happiest about since..yk 😭

But your snarky and stubborn ass will beat that edgy monkie man’s ass.

 he projected onto you a lot 😒

After season three, I could see him trying to avoid you, but after a while, he will come back.

I could honestly see you guys becoming friends the overdramatic theater kid duo. 

~End~

Sorry if this was short im honestly really tired, if you want to request me im open to anything.

[trentcrimminallybeautiful]

20 Questions For Fic Writers

Tagged by @rngaredead :)

For simplicity's sake I'm going to go with just my biDEMONium/trentcrimminallybeautiful ao3 and not try to combine it with my thesorrowoflizards one (why do i have more than one? because i was, among other things, an idiot who didn't know how pseuds worked next question) even though that would probably double some of these numbers lkfjgh

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

Again, just on this account? 171 (some of those are oneshot compilations though)

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

661,851 for now

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Ted Lasso, The Mysterious Benedict Society, The House on the Cerulean Sea, House MD, Death by Dying, Instinct, King Falls AM. Also, sort of Gravity Falls. Mostly those first two though, tbh. This one I think I will include other fandoms I've written and posted for on other accounts because it's fun and less about math. So also Shadowhunters, The Librarians, The Mentalist, The Dresden Files (TV), Roswell New Mexico, The Sandman, Star Trek, Professor Layton, Sanders Sides, Miraculous Ladybug, and sort of The Legend of Zelda. Also see, for unposted or posted a very long time ago and no longer something I would willingly share, Supernatural, Dirk Gently (both 2016 and 2010), Doctor Who, Warehouse 13, SurrealEstate, Person of Interest, Haven, Leverage, Bones. Psych, and probably more

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Ted Lasso Kisses Trent Crimm On The Mouth (Trent/Ted - 1,157 kudos)

semaphore (Trent/Ted; Trent & Colin - 997 kudos)

off the handle (Trent/Ted - 736 kudos)

linger (Trent/Ted - 709 kudos)

a preacher, a bikini, and a kiss or two (Trent/Ted; Diamond Dogs - 673 kudos)

5. Do you respond to comments?

I try to but I always get really busy/tired and then it's been so long it feels like it would be weird if I did. Plus, sometimes my answers by nature of the comments can get repetitive and then even though I'm being sincere I feel insincere which sucks. However, if a comment has a direct question or something I actually have like, something unique to say about, I'm much more likely to respond sooner rather than later/never. I appreciate every single comment soooo much though literally my motivation to get through the day like 80 percent of the time

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I'm going to stick with Ted Lasso fics here since I have so many fics posted and this is my Ted Lasso sideblog and say... well, most of the time I have a bittersweet ending and then some sort of hopeful epilogue (such as with ink sunset and make a mess of you) but I guess betrayal's sting / absolution's balm or something to get off my chest may qualify?

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Uhhh, honestly, most of them are happy endings. I think trick & treat and matters of the heart end on particularly high notes?

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Not in this fandom! Yet

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Oh, yeah, baby. So much. Not sure what "kind" means in this context. It sure is explicit smut. I have tended almost exclusively towards hot transgender sex the last few years because. yknow. hi. but somehow I don't think that's the intention in the question.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

I do, but I haven't posted a lot. Only one on this account (a Gravity Falls x The Mysterious Benedict Society crossover that started as a joke because of a shared actress) although I had an interesting Shadowhunters x The Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess fusion on my other account. I've written some pretty weird WIPs, though. And I've got some posts about Ted Lasso crossover/AUs, like a Sarah Jane Adventures AU, a Pushing Daisies AU, a Stardust AU... You can find that kind of thing in this tag on my blog.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Yes. Not in this fandom, though, as far as I'm aware.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes! Again, not in this fandom, though.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Not really.

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

Oh, man, I don't know if I can decide. Magnus/Alec (TV version only I'll die on this hill) will always hold a special place in my heart, but I've got other "obsessed with this when I was a kid" ships and also recency bias/current hyperfixation means Trent/Ted screams as an immediate answer, and so on and so forth. I'm bad at picking favorites. Overall, I'd probably say one of those two, or both.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Sticking to Ted Lasso again (I have. so many MBS WIPs. god.) I'd say lost sight of (who you are) (lost motivation, want to finish, fuck!!) or sweeter than heaven (hotter than hell) (got mad at it), or!! oh!!! ink sunset (stuck) and possibly the next installment of matters of the heart. Yeah, I have a problem

16. What are your writing strengths?

I think I'm pretty good at being funny and also at eloquent but perhaps a little too verbose metaphors. I love me an elaborate metaphor

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

It's hard for me to focus and get what I have in my head out sometimes, even when I really want to. Whether it's being unable to organize or just my brain flat-out refusing to cooperate and do anything. Also, I'm way too like. easily discouraged with lack of feedback, and even a little negative feedback can kind of ruin my week and make me never wanna go back to that story ever again.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I just realized. The questions seemed familiar but I wasn't sure why and now I know, now that I've gotten to this question. I have done this game before and I remember bc of this question. I was confused bc it was under a different name, I think the questions were in a different order, and it was sometimes slightly differently worded but nope! This is the same one! Weird Anyway, just for this particular question, I'm going to copy-paste my old answer because I'm lazy. I’m extremely bad at linguistics in general, so if I must include someone talking in another language in my fic, I think I’d tend to cheat and do italics or some other indication that this is ‘in another language’ (ie “Where are you going?” she asked in Russian), but that’s admittedly a lazy approach. But I also think it’s probably better than butchering it with an auto-translator? Also, when people just include the translation in the end notes, even with a link (although that makes it marginally better) it breaks the flow of the story and makes it hard to read. Making an effort to at least match grammar is good (which I would do if it was for longer than a single scene, probably) but I think the best solution is when people know what they’re doing and like, have an actual translation with a little html code so you can click on it and it reveals what it means? Or if you’re clever, revealing what it means using context around it, but that has its own limitations. So that both like, uses the actual language and doesn’t break up the flow. It balances accessibility, flow, and respect for the other language in question well. But you’ve got to both know what you’re doing with the language (either asking someone/hiring someone/knowing the language yourself) and the html (although there are guides for that you’d have to spend time figuring it out + know it exists in the first place to look). And this is fanfiction, something we ultimately do for free in our spare time, so the lazy approach, I think, can be understandable. Maybe not in every context, but it’s not worth stressing a lot over in a few random lines or anything, you know? It is really cool when people do know a language well enough to include it properly in a fic, though, it can say a lot about a character or dynamic; and their background(s) and like. it’s neat :)

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Ever? Doctor Who. And I don't remember the order, but after that I know I wrote some stuff about Star Trek (mostly TNG but I believe also TOS), Supernatural, A:LTA, Marvel, WTNV, and the Stanley Parable? I think I first posted either Supernatural or WTNV

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

I have no idea. Some of my top ones (for Ted Lasso again) would be matters of the heart and trick & treat I suppose?

Tagging: whoever wants to do this man, I probably tagged everyone I'd normally tag last time so if you see this and you wanna do it, go ahead and tag me and do it!

[royalwriteroftheuniverse]

Cuddling with a proposal (pick a Character I I couldn't maybe its an AU I dont know) I love how happy Chris looks below. It made me smile im such a fluffy one I honestly wish I'd fall asleep tonight and wake up to this loving scene (that’s in the story I wrote) in the morning.... a girl can dream anyway I digress To The Story!!!

Comments and replies welcome Don't repost publish or translate anywhere 18+ just incase.

It's all sweet love cotton candy fluff. I wish I had this... a man like this... but a girl can dream of a perfect day time and man (to treat her) forever like this.

He placed kissed down my arm. I airily giggled a bit. I love that. Everything about that. Especially when he does that.

"Skin's so soft babe."

I ran my opposite hand through his hair.

"I could stay here for days. Can we?"

He nodded

"I miss days like this. Carefree and happy cuddling." I think I came of sounding more upset or depressed than I was

He sigh and looked me over he had a sad smile which he tried to hide. It was also a tired one. He's been tired, more then he'd ever care to admit-I know that.

"We can. What do you say I back out of my next movie contract isn't finalized anyway, well I haven't signed it, we don't have to worry about money or a roof over our heads. And we go somewhere just us we snuggle and cuddle and just recharge hm? I've missed you too."

"I'm right here."

"I know I just I feel like I've been ignoring you and I also wish I had you in my arms more I have everytime I have to step out of his bed I hate it." He was serious but I couldn't help my

giggling chuckle at his what ever that is. His sweetness. His kindness. His love. I always giggle and chuckle he knows that.

"I mean it I don't think I have ever told you how much I love you." His fingers came to my face and started to cup my cheek.

"I know"

"And you're always honest"

I let out a small laugh "No, I mean I know you love me."

He just looked at me lovingly, he looks at my face with this content look like he's trying to memorize every single freckle.

"You're more than just the world to me, your my entire world my galexy. You're everything."

He leans into kiss me and I kiss him." His hands are still on my face.

"It's not my choice its yours. It's your work. And I'd follow you to the ends of the earth you know that." I paused a moment "this is getting to be very circular you realize that?"

He chuckles silently. "Yea a bit but I love you. I do. So much. I want to spend more time with you. It's moving too fast. I want to relax. With you."

"Are you happy?"

"With you I am always happy. Are you?"

"How could I not be? I love you and you just told me yiu love me and you would give your world up for me.... and then said I was your world."

"Well I'm giving you up ever. You're stuck with me for ever and ever, for eternity."

He sounds like a love sick man and I love it.

"Guess were going on vacation."

"There is no one I'd rather spend eternity with than you."

After a minute or so I chuckle to myself as were cuddling.

"What?"

"Nothing it just"

"What?"

"It kinda sounded never mind."

"You mean like a proposal?" He raises his eyebrow.

I turn my head to the side. He's got something under his sleeve.

"Good thing I have this then" I dont know where it came from but he pulls out a black jewelry box, it looks like a ring box.

I can't help but gasp. Then he took put his phone which I didn't notice...not until I saw the video afterwards but he put the ring on my finger as he said to me.

"You just made me the happiest man on earth."

Should I tell him I never technically said yes? 🤔

P.s. I couldnt fit this in the story but I wanted to so here is It....:

"I love your smile. I can't help but smile when I see you smile."

"Well I smile when I see you smile."

"You know what that means don't you?"

"Were going to be spending the rest of our 90+ years together happily smiling. "

"Eternity smiling"

"Eternity smiling"

"Oh yeah"

He has a smile in his face as we kiss.

I just fell in love the photo below when I saw it on the gif choices

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