#only upside of this is i can put whatever hc i want on him because nobody cares or draws him

[schrodringerseclipse]

sometimes i start getting attached to scp doctors or characters literally NOBODY cares about and it is torterous

[taffybear]

i noticed you're a fellow Leo stan, what are your hcs regarding... mating season???

oooo i love this question!!! i have...... ideas.....

obviously 18+ so if you don't like that don't read ahead!

I WAS NOT EXPECTING THIS TO BE SO LONG LMAO I JUST STARTED WRITING AND COULDNT STOP

Leonardo mating season headcanons~

baby fever to the extreme. literally if he even lets his mind wonder while in this state he'll just revert to thinking about babies. it's honestly odd to see him like this, but it also makes a lot of sense that he fantasizes about being a father. i mean, he was built for it. and so mating season also doubles as a bit of a depressing time for him as he considers that he can't actually give you a baby (YALL I AM SORRY BUT ITS BIOLOGICALLY IMPOSSIBLE FOR THE TURTS TO GET ANY HUMAN PREGNANT IDC WHAT YALL SAY but at least it adds angst :3)

his sensitivity levels also go through the roof at this time. he becomes even less tolerable of his brothers, especially Raphael, so consequently he comes over even more often to fuck the anger out of himself, by fucking you, how sweet. but also more than ever he needs to have someone just listen to him. usually he's the listener in your relationship, in most of his relationships really, but now he just needs to say whatever is on his mind and complain about whatever is bothering him without judgement.

the first couple of days into mating season is always a surprise to him, and he won't tell you immediately. he'll avoid the topic for as long as possible, actually. even if that means avoiding and ignoring you (although it won't last long). and you won't notice it at first either, he really only does tiny things like putting off replying to your texts, or making excuses why you shouldn't come over or invite him to your place.

but when he finally fesses up, it's only when he just can't restrain himself anymore and only talking/fucking you can fix him. it's all very embarrassing for him at first, to confess this (what he considers) dirty dark secret of his. and then to admit he needs your help to relieve himself of this burden, it makes him nauseous to imagine at first. he hates not being able to control himself through this period, to have to come crawling to you for relief, for him to feel so vulnerable. but once you assure him you are nothing but happy to help, and mating season obviously doesn't make you love him any less, he calms down a bit.

he needs lots of verbal and physical reassurance during the season. now more than ever he's desperate for your touch, sexual or not. he needs hugs and gentle kisses everywhere, he also loves resting his head in your lap as you read to him. he really just needs peace at this time.

there's lots of self contempt during his mating season too. he turns into a bit of a sex obsessed beast, every other thought of his being about how bad he wants to be inside of you, how bad he wants you full with his seed. he disgusts himself by feeling so desperate and in ache. i CANNOT stress how much you need to praise and comfort him now, most likely he won't outright tell you how he feels but just prepare to have open arms when this time of year comes around.

before mating season Leonardo wouldn't even consider having sex without foreplay first, but now he can't even muster through it. he tries his hardest to put you before himself, to thoroughly get you in the mood, but the throbbing something something just really can't wait.

on the upside y'all never need lube! he's dripping with precum by the time your panties come off.

he is constantly blushing. no matter how long y'all have been together, he still feels really self conscious during the season. with the loss of his hard-earned self control and restraint he feels like everything he does is involuntary, the result of him simply not feeling like himself. but it's adorable when you just softly graze his hardness and he lets out a soft moan before slapping his hand over his mouth.

because he doesn't feel like himself and isn't confident in how much control he has over himself, he's very frightened to actually have sex with you. he's horrified something will come over him as soon as he sees you spread out for him, so exposed for him... he's scared to hurt you, reasonably so. it was already tough the first few times you were together intimately with his size and strength, but at least then he had full control over his movements and thrusts. now he has more to worry about, but mostly how you might see him afterward. what if you see this possessive animalistic side of him and decide it's all too much for you? he turns a small realistic concern into a nonsensical slippery slope that only you can convince him is just him being paranoid. you know he could never hurt you, no matter what, so you just have to soothe and reassure him. obviously, he's the sub a lot of nights.

when he does dominate--after you do lots of coaxing and persuading that he shouldn't worry and you want this as bad as he does--he's very considerate of you the whole time you're in bed. very slow and thoughtful thrusts, more than usual at least, and he doesn't let himself go very deep at first. simply concerned with staying in control and not letting his mind wander, not letting out a peep as he tries to keep his breathing even. but when you wrap your arms around the back of his neck, pulling him down and into a deep passionate kiss, willing him to go deeper and letting him actually enjoy this moment, he will loosen up and eventually allow himself to be in the moment with you. some nights are passionately slow and under constraint, while others are rougher when he's more desperate for relief and fed up with longing so bad for you.

he cums much faster during mating season, but on the plus side he's ready to go another round in under a minute. he could go 4-5 rounds most nights but you both usually call it a night when you're sore and visibly exhausted, but satisfied enough for the both of you.

he's very specific about wanting all his seed to end up in your cunt instead of anywhere else. at the end of the night you're FULL of his love. he'll use his finger to plug you up while you cuddle, or while he covers your belly in wet kisses.

the aftercare is top tier obviously, just like always. he makes sure you're comfortable and tended to before he lets himself rest in the bed to sleep. after sex, the second he manages to get out of your grasp he runs to the kitchen to get you water.

when Leo comes over to your place (which he does for most of the season) he's very clingy. he hates being in a seperate room than you, or not touching you while you're sitting on the couch or just casually laying in bed. you also absolutely deliver on blow jobs and hand jobs throughout the day. sometimes just a glance at how he reacts to you bending over to pick up something, or how he lingers at your neck to smell your hair, you know what needs to happen next. lots of quickies--gentle palming through his clothes while he washes the dishes, sliding your warm hand down his boxers while you're both sprawled out on the couch watching TV, quietly joining him while he's in the shower and greeting him with an open mouth. all in moderation to prepare you both for what the night has in store.

Leo is SO EMBARRASSED after mating season ends, when he thinks back to all the downbad things he said or the desperate things he did, he just can't think about it for too long or he won't stop cringing. he's one of those people who can't relate or imagine something until he actually experiences it in the moment, so before every mating season he tells himself that this is gonna be the one he finally keeps control of himself and successfully stifles the hormones (yeah ok sure chief).

[crimsonbubble]

i promise i was following you before today idk why tumblr is doing this you’re not my first mutual this is happening to 😭

i was gonna request something cause we’ve been mutuals for so long and wanted you to write it (if you want to of course 🫶) i was gonna ask you for some headcannons on a masked reader who’s kind of mysterious because she absolutely never takes off her mask for whatever reason and no one can figure out why cause she always dodges the questions about it but she isn’t insecure and she’s not hiding any scars she just has braces lol and doesn’t like people knowing but when she finally is forced to take off for some reason they’re so shocked at how beautiful she is that they don’t even notice the braces at all and she never puts the mask on again then like a few weeks later she smiles at something they say and they’re finally like “when did you get braces !?”

i need braces so bad 😭 but i’m so scared people will make fun of me cause i’m 21 and ik a lot of people think that would be too old for braces

sorry for this being so long 🫶

This is more hc type but I just need to write it down before i forget lmao

I can see 141 just being absolutely dumbfounded when you finally take your mask off

Soap comments first bc he seems like the type to just not have a verbal filter and says what he's thinking without thinking of the consequences

Gaz and/or price smacks him upside the head for being so direct but they're all thinking the same thing

Their mysterious masked person is fucking gorgeous

About the braces;

Soap still doesn't have a verbal filter

Immediately asks when you got them, how long you've had them, when they get taken off, do you need a retainer afterwards and all that

And don't worry about being too old for braces

I'm only 2 years younger than you and I have yet to get braces either 😭😭 I've been asking for years, so you're doing better than me lmaoo

[rabbitbugz]

⚠️🔪 Stupid Jeff the Killer Headcannons 🔪⚠️

general uhh warning, he’s gross. also if you wanna use these go ahead. some of these are personal hcs for the crust man himself.

- Doesn’t shower and we know it. We all know this is a fact.

- Still really likes Tech Decks, when he has one he fucks around with it trying to learn new tricks.

- Couldn’t solve complicated math to save his ass but ask him some weird (or gross) obscure fact and he’ll probably know the answer.

- No spoon no problem! Eats soup with a fork.

- Likes to keep Liu up with the shit he finds on the internet that should never see the light of day, this includes those weird facts.

- Zones out or gets distracted while brushing his teeth sometimes, which is why his tooth brush is so chewed up.

- His gums are a wreck. Jeff digs his nails into them when he gets bored, mostly between his teeth. A dentist would have a field day.

- If it wasn’t for Liu he might still be eating “breakfast hot pockets” and spoiled takeout.

- HAS PULLED OUT AT LEAST ONE TOOTH

- Chews on the neck of all his cotton shirts.

- Chewing problem in general. Bites people way too often and its always with intent to take a chunk with him.

- Usually doesn’t give a shit about what number the tv volume is on, but started leaving them on odd numbers because it makes Liu squirm.

- Doesn’t back down on dares, he really should considering the things he’s been dared to do are awful. But he doesn’t wanna “pussy out”.

- The person who makes truth or dare not fun for anyone, in a lot of ways. He doesn’t always ruin the game, but holy fuck he does it often.

- Shakes his hair off like a dog after getting it wet. Bonus points if Liu is nearby: if he doesn’t run he’s getting slapped by wet hair.

- “Jeff: Hey Liu. *touches his eyeball then flips his eyelid inside out*” “Liu: *internally gags*”

- Likes to put Smile’s treats in people’s pockets when they piss him off sometimes, usually on less physical days. Leads to “Sick ‘em boy” really quick

- “*s q u i n t s*”. He cant see shit well. His eyes weren’t the best before, but the fire only made that worse.

- Bites ice cream and then immediately gets hurt by it.

- Gets really pissed off trying to untangle earbuds. He had an overhead set but it got destroyed somehow. Liu got him a pair of wireless earbuds, Jeff takes pretty good care of them but its only a matter of days until they get broken.

- Sally probably has a longer attention span than him. He can focus on tasks but they have to be things he’s invested in. Boring him is a ticket to him being vocal and annoying about it.

- “I’m bored and I’m making it your issue, personally”

- Draws smiley faces on everything,, including Nina’s forehead once in sharpie.

- Calls Liu bug related nicknames because as a kid, Jeff really liked bugs. They were one of his passions.

- Still really does like bugs. (So much so that he’s eaten a few!)

- Really obscene screen names so Liu has to get notifications from “GraveYrdFucker69”

- Has does that flip-a-full-cup-upside-down-on-the-counter prank at least once, and put it right on the edge so whatever fool lifted it got stepped on by a puddle.

- When Jeff’s clothes get messed up he usually chucks his hoodie at Liu with a “please fix me” note stapled on it. They both find it kind of funny, except when Jeff aims the hoodie at his face.

- Licked an outlet. (More than once)

Think thats all I got for now. Let me know if you want more!

[kazuwhora]

Okay, this is a weird hc request and my first time asking but can you do kisaki, koko, hanma, hitanai brothers being on mtv cribs? I don't know any specific romantic situations. Like maybe fem reader is the director? (you can do as you please with the prompt. bc I really want to know your take.) xD

PLEAAAAAASE this one killed me I cannot (shoutout to my old blog title which was mtv cribs) I'm just gonna do scenario hc's in point form for this since I literally cannot take myself seriously enough to write like actual drabbles abt this because the only mtv cribs in my mind here is the jackass ones so please prepare yourselves. I paired kisaki and hanma and the haitani brothers together too for comedic relief LOL

SUMMARY: kisaki, koko, hanma, ran, && rindou on MTV Cribs with you directing.

CW: none here this is just humour and slight flirting hehe

KISAKI AND HANMA

- so lets be straight here and put down the expectation that kisaki's house tour is going to be the closest in essence to 50 Cent's episode ESPECIALLY with the strip club inside his house like ??

- ngl kisaki is a major fucking simp too so he has this whole attitude of "im so much better than these lowlife losers they're making bank off of ME im doing THEM a favour" until he sees you, all dressed nicely in your work clothes ordering people around getting equipment out of cars parked in his driveway.

- idc what anyone says the kisaki I know is the biggest sub in the fucking world and literally has to keep himself from drooling over your dominance. he'll be watching you from his front window while you get things organized to start filming like a fucking creep

- hanma (who 100% lives with kisaki) will suddenly be over his shoulder peering through the blinds like "damn who's that hot piece of ass"

- kisaki will smack him upside the head for that because rude?? he already called dibs in his head hanma should know that but he does now and all that matters is this is gonna be fun

- hanma will 100% make it his life purpose to embarrass kisaki as much as he can. you'll come up and introduce yourself and hanma will intervene like "oh I'm the REAL owner of this house kisaki doesn't actually do anything he just gets me to" and he'll shake your hand with a beaming smile

- kisaki's masked snarls prob make you uncomfortable because hes standing behind hanma looking like he's gonna decapitate him or smthn

- please kisaki is to embarrassed to say anything to you now because hanma has you hostage talked. you'll be like "ok well we have a short time frame before we have to move onto the next client so can we get started maybe" and kisaki will try his best to intervene

- tbh hanma is loving this opportunity to embarrass him he's never seen him so submissive and quiet before he literally stutters when you tell him his roughly scripted lines and finds himself gulping as he's guiding you and your crew through the house

- you'll get to to the mini strip club and hanma will butt in like "and THIS is where KISAKI houses all his favourite strippers he's collected" and kisaki's face will go beet red behind him

- he will literally start to panic because the look on your face is so displeased despite having to remain on some kind of a professional level. he has to pretend you're not there if he's gonna get through the hell hanma is putting him through

- at the end of the tour when the cameras have wrapped he'll be trying to force himself between you and hanma's hostage talking once again but this time he's like super driven on redeeming himself

- he'll be like "hey thanks so much for doing this I appreciate what an organized thing you've got going on and um.. just so you know um.. I um.. I don't actually have favourite strippers its all hanma I just take whatever he brings-- I mean-- not that I like strippers in my house I---" and you'll just cut him off with a smile and a handshake because you know he's full of bs LOL

- hanma will write his number down on the back of your business card and slip it in your hand when he shakes it like hes so slick but really the both of them just make you roll your eyes.

RAN AND RINDOU

- ngl you're probably intimidated as fuck to do a session of ran and rindou's place because like.... they're terrifying if u don't know them

- like your hands are probably clammy trying to get people set up and you're probably a little shakey because they literally live in a goddamn MANSION (and they're also literal gang executives like no ty)

- they're also intimidating as fuck when they first introduce themselves to you in the parking lot where you've got your camera crew all ready to go. ran who's charming and alluring has your heart skipping a beat, while rindou the complete opposite, has you stress sweating from intimidation

- ran is like so enamoured with you mostly because he never really took himself to be attracted to someone in casual clothes at work (subtle shade its ok) but something about the direction you give, and the slight tone of bossiness in your voice has his stomach flipping in excitement he's like this could be fun 😏

- rindou in contrast knows exactly what is going on with his brother and quite honestly finds it annoying and somewhat desperate he's like come on man she's at work ur rly gonna be like this meanwhile ran is like yes I absolutely am I can do what I want

- honestly ran is gonna be annoying as fuck too. he's gonna ignore absolutely everything you say when you're explaining expectations and directions. he'll nod and smile at you with a charming smile and dopey eyes but your words will go in one ear and right out the other. rindou can only shake his head

- rindou will have to do all the talking when you actually start filming bc ran will be too busy staring at you and watching your reactions to say anything of value beyond a nod and smile to rindou's words

- but OH BOY when u get to the bedroom tour he's suddenly all about the talking. and he'll be staring DIRECTLY at you the entire time. like "and this is MY bedroom as you can see I have only the nicest of sheets 100% silk washed every day and this BED this bed is a california king eurotop and it's REALLY comfortable to sleep and roll around in and then this TV RIGHT HERE is---" he pretty much wont stop talking about how nice his room is and how nice everything is, all while staring directly at you as if you were the only one in the room to talk to.

- Rindou will be in the corner out of shot with his fingers to his nose bridge like ffs this man

- at the end ran will start going on about your job and if its stressful and what kind of people you get involved with in the show and if you ever feel like you're in danger which then spawns a conversation about needing someone to protect you and having someone on your side that will watch out for you blah blah blah.

- he's actually kinda cute trying so hard like this so you can't help but blush at his blabbering

- but u think ur blushing now wait till he grabs your hand and kisses the top as he escorts you into the car like ??? hello sir we just met but 😏

- rindou will be behind him once again shaking his head

- when you finally leave ran will turn around towards rindou like nothing happened and his brother will just be like ? wtf ? not gonna talk about what just happened ? and ran is like "wdym"

- he's gonna scope you out at every club or event you find yourself at after that.

KOKO

- unlike ran koko is like SUUUUUPER nervous

- this boy lives alone in a big ass house with sooo much unnecessary expensive shit like koko my love are u ok all alone like this

- aside from being incredibly nervous to be vulnerable on tv for gods sake when he sees you helping to set up equipment, lifting boxes and bags out of the trunk of the car he's like o fuck

- at first he was nervous for just the whole publicity and camera aspect but now that theres a pretty girl running the whole thing? nah nah

- he doesn't really know what to do but he has to do SOMETHING so he figures it might be best to keep his hands busy and help you out

- so this boy slips on some expensive ass versace slides to come outside to help u set things up.

- he's rly nervous tho so he's like shuffling along the pavement of his driveway and he's all soft and shit like "hey I'm koko let me help u"

- probably stutters and fumbles when he's trying to grab the heavy bags of camera equipment but also his rich ass is like tf am I doing this for when shes got a whole ass camera crew of men to do it for her but then he remembers how pretty u look and that he wants to be on ur good side

- tbh kokos first impression from this meeting alone is that you give off a MUCH more down to earth vibe than he could ever imagine and honestly you kind of remind him of simpler times in his life when he wasn't so overrun with work and gang related activities

- the best way he can describe the experience of you is refreshing and he craves more of it to quench his thirst

- he's really really receptive when it comes to your instructions and makes an effort to make sure you know he's actively listening

- he'll be out there nodding his head like its gonna fall off spouting "mm's" and "uh-huh's" so you know he's there

- when it comes to the actual recording he's actually pretty well spoken but only because he REALLY wants to impress you

- koko is out here going through all his expensive belongings as if hes not inviting someone to come break into his house

- he's like oh and this is my collection of women's jewelry idk why I have it but it's here anyways so....

- wants to show off his closet too like look at all these fine clothes I have and all his extra closet space

- he'll try not to get too cocky but he just can't help it when he starts talking about all the riches and money he has like he wants you to know SO bad because he wants you to be a part of it

- he'll look over to you and stutter a bit when he catches your eye and you flash a smile at him (which will make u laugh but pls dont tell him that and promise him later you'll cut that out)

- afterwards he will absolutely help you pack everything back up but his hands will be a little shaky with adrenaline and it'll take u pointing it out for him to notice

- "oh uhhhhm, yeah I, uhhhhhhhhhhhhh, had too much coffee"

[absolutepokemontrash]

MC’s Half Demon and They Look Awfully Familiar

(Part 3! Starring Mini Mammon and Mini Asmo!)

Part 1 Part 2 Lessons 1-5 Underground Tomb special Group Retreat Lessons 10-12 Part 4

MC names:

Lucifer’s kid=L!MC | Mammon’s kid=M!MC | Asmo’s kid=A!MC

Why did bad things happen to good people? Well... Lucifer being a good person is up to interpretation. He hadn’t done anything too heinous recently, his instruments of torture were collecting dust for goodness sake! So why oh why was he staring down two half demon children who looked suspiciously like two of his brothers?

The first kid to step forward was Mammon’s without a doubt, but their general demeanour was very different from their father’s. Perhaps their other parent had done a good job-

“What the fuck was that?!”

Never mind. The kid had Mammon’s pottymouth.

The other child surveyed the scene with a nervousness that their suspected parent never possessed. The kid’s gaze fell on Lucifer, their eyes began to glow ever so slightly. “Uh-um...” the kid cleared their throat. “Someone explain what’s going on!”

Was this child seriously trying to use manipulation powers on Lucifer? He almost laughed at the mere idea of someone trying. The child didn’t even seem to be aware that they were doing it. When their question was met with blank stares, they instantly shrank back and practically hid behind the first half demon. Despite the severe self-esteem difference, this kid was Asmodeus’.

Lucifer’s own child cleared their throat and smiled. “Welcome to the Devildom!”

The Uncle That Looks Like he Has his Shit Together but he Leaves the Reunion Drunk off his Rocker (Lucifer)

Ah shit here we go again-

Okay- okay. Normally he’d scold L!MC for taking Diavolo’s line, but Dia had recovered from his shock and was now gushing over the new exchange students like an excited puppy.

“Okay... L!MC you’re going to need to share your room.”

“What?! Why?!”

“Unless Belphie is willing to give up the attic as a nap spot-”

“OVER MY DEAD BODY!”

“You’re sharing your room.”

RAD was buzzing with gossip for the entire first month of the second attempt at the exchange program. The threats of being eaten were once again stamped out very quickly.

(Special thanks to L!MC for being a good bodyguard)

Now, Lucifer didn’t exactly know what to expect when it came to the child of his favourite brother. Mammon was a dumbass, but this kid... this kid...

Was smart.

For the first time in Lucifer’s very long life he felt compelled to place someone in a higher echelon than himself.

Mammon’s child managed to successfully budget that dumpster fire of a house. On the first fucking day. Not only that. This kid managed to skim FIVE THOUSAND GRIMM OFF THE TOP AND THE BUDGET STILL WORKED! WHAT KIND OF BULLSHIT-

Lucifer and Mammon thanked whatever spirit was watching over them because they truly believed their financial woes were over.

Shame that M!MC also spent their money on dumb stuff they didn’t need. Like father like child.

It’s no secret that Lucifer does have a bit of a soft spot for Asmo, I mean, who doesn’t love Asmo? But A!MC was a blessing sent right from the Celestial Realm.

They were just... too sweet. Way too sweet. Lucifer was actively getting cavities just being near them.

Anyone who bothered A!MC and M!MC during the first month ended up getting... uh... suspended.

(We can assume the threat of suspension would have extended to those who bothered L!MC but all the lesser demons were already terrified of them.)

Normally when Lucifer called someone into his study it was to lecture them for at least four hours and then send them to their rooms, but he was having quite the difficult time actually being upset with M!MC and A!MC.

A!MC looked close to tears and M!MC just stared right back at Lucifer with little to no fear in their eyes.

“Starting a fight during the first week of school is not how I expected the exchange students to behave.” Lucifer pinched the bridge of his nose, and prepared to continue the lecture, when he heard a sniffle. There wasn’t enough Demonus in the entire Devildom...

“I-I’m s—sorry...” A!MC sniffled, quickly wiping at their eyes. “Th-they were being r-really scary and we did-didn’t know what else to do...”

“So you threw them out of a window?”

“I threw them out of the window.” M!MC huffed. “They were bein’ a dick.”

“So you threw them out of a window?”

“That um...” A!MC mumbled. “That’s not all... I may have... told them to stick their head in a toilet first...”

“You made them stick their head in a toilet,” Lucifer turned to M!MC. “And then you threw them out of a window?”

“Yes.” M!MC and A!MC replied. Lucifer downed the rest of his glass of Demonus and debated whether or not it would be a show of weakness to slam his forehead into the desk in front of the children.

Lucifer looked between the two for a moment, then shook his head and sighed. “It’s my job to deal with threats to the exchange students, not yours.” Lucifer stood in front of the two, he rested his hands on their heads and gave them a quick pat, before knocking their heads together. “Next time someone bothers you, tell me. If I hear even a whisper of you two getting into another fight, I’m hanging you from the ceiling. Is that clear?”

A!MC and M!MC looked at each other, then back at Lucifer and nodded. “Yes sir!”

“Good.” Lucifer removed his hand from their heads. “Now shoo.”

Flying lessons for the two of them went way quicker than it did for L!MC, mainly because L!MC was a way better teacher.

As much as Lucifer loved his newly found niblings, he couldn’t show it too much. Outward softness was reserved for L!MC and L!MC only. M!MC and A!MC were stuck with silent acts of affection.

Every once and a while a little present or two would end up in M!MC or A!MC’s possession. Some ice cream money for M!MC when they blew their part of the budget on fancy sunglasses, a multiplayer video game that the three half-demons could play together, new shoes when A!MC accidentally ruined their’s...

He’s a good uncle. A scary uncle. But a good uncle. ^_^

(Don’t tell him I said that, I’m still in trouble for advertising Mammon’s escape Go Fund Me and I don’t want to have to write the rest of this HC hanging upside down.)

He’s Not Like the Other Dads, he’s a Cool Dad! (Mammon)

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA (Fear)

He’s a dad?! HE’S TO YOUNG TO BE A DAD! Hang on- he’s over five thousand years old...

Oh would you look at that! His kid pulled out a calculator.

...his annual income? Uh... why do you- HEY! WHAT’S WITH THAT FACE?!

M!MC puffed out their cheek as they continued to add the ever growing list of numbers into the calculator. Mammon was trying to get a peak at what they were calculating. M!MC suddenly looked up and practically lit up the room with their smile. Aw, their fangs were growing in!

They had a devilishly charming smile, just like their pop! A real chip off the old block! It almost brought a tear to Mammon’s eye and he actually felt compelled to give this kid all the money he had on him. Maybe even his Rolex too!

“Mammon, Avatar of Greed,” M!MC said sweetly. “My... dad.”

“Yep! That’s uh... that’s me!” Mammon awkwardly ruffled his kid’s hair, the kid laughed good naturedly.

M!MC’s sweet as honey smile flipped from elated to malicious in a manner of nanoseconds. “You owe over thirteen years of child support. Dad.”

Everyone say thank you to Lucifer and Diavolo for getting M!MC to compromise and not try and sue their father.

If you thought Mammon spoiled L!MC you’ve got another thing coming. Mammon’s wallet never stood a chance against his kid.

Poor Goldie, press F to pay respects.

Mammon also tried to teach A!MC and M!MC to drive, M!MC has no regard for their safety, the safety of others, or the laws of the road, buuuuuuuut they manage to get the car back with no dents and no property damage bills are being delivered to the house sooooo...

A!MC can drive fine... it’s just that they adhere to literally every law known to demonkind, which means neither Mammon or Asmo are allowed to open up the sunroof and do that movie thing where they pop their heads out and yell something. ITS NOT SAFE!

Our beloved dummy also tried to teach his kid how to play poker, with... limited success.

“Aw, come on kiddo.” Mammon smirked, flicking his kid on the nose. “Your poker face is awful, I can also see your cards from here.”

M!MC growled and held their cards closer to their face. “My poker face is fine!” It was in fact, not fine.

Mammon scratched his head and thought for a moment. Was he sure that this kid was his? I mean, they weren’t good at poker, had terrible luck in blackjack and roulette, and could barely understand the rules of craps. Craps! While he was lamenting the loss of possible gambling winnings, an idea hit Mammon at a thousand miles an hour.

“Hey kid, you’re damn good at math like your great and amazin’ father, have you ever thought about learnin’ how to count cards?”

Fancy outfits on, hair done (sorta), car ready, the two were off to the casino after quite the intense training montage. It appeared that casinos in the Devildom allowed children inside... Diavolo should really fix that.

“Okay M!MC, you remember what to do, right?”

“Yes. Remember the signal, and if someone catches on, deny deny deny.”

Mammon gave his kid a slap on the back. “Damn straight! You got this, bud.”

As the night dragged on, M!MC and Mammon had made their weight in money, paper money, they had made a SHIT ton is what I’m saying. Tragically, neither the Avatar of Greed or his child had any sense to leave before their luck crashed like the Stock Market in 1929.

They were both Icarus, and they were playing chicken with the sun... and by 3 am they were also playing chicken with security.

“GO GO GO!” Mammon shouted as he and M!MC sprinted towards the car, the night’s winnings in hand.

“I think I lost a shoe!” M!MC gasped as they scrambled into the car, security on their heels.

“I’ll buy you new shoes JUST PUT ON YOUR SEATBELT!”

Re-enacting every Fast and the Furious movie in twenty minutes was how that lovely night of father/child bonding should have ended... until they got home and realized they were locked out.

“The window to my room!” M!MC whispered, pointing up at their window. “It’s usually unlocked, we can climb up to get to it.”

“Good idea!”

M!MC tucked the bag full of their precious money under their arm and began the climb to their window, their father close behind. They had almost made it, they were so close, M!MC could literally touch the window-

The window swung open and the smiling faces of L!MC and A!MC greeted them.

“Oh my, it looks like we have some delinquents breaking curfew~.” L!MC cooed, resting their head on their hand.

“You shouldn’t be gambling this late! A-and your accessories don’t match!” A!MC huffed.

“Oi! L!MC, A!MC! What are ya doin’ up this late! It’s not good for ya!” Mammon whisper-yelled.

“My sleep schedule should be the least of your concerns right now, right A!MC?” L!MC elbowed A!MC, who nodded enthusiastically.

“Yep! Those who break curfew are hung from the ceiling by their toes.” A!MC shuddered.

M!MC rolled their eyes and stuck out their hand. “Come on L!MC! Let us in! You should listen to your older cousin!”

Upon hearing M!MC pull the older cousin card L!MC smiled deviously, grabbing both of M!MC’s hands. “Of course, dear cousin.” They leaned in. “Long live the king!”

L!MC shoved M!MC downward, Mammon caught them, but lost his own grip and they both lost hold of the money, which fell out of the bag and onto the ground like snow. Paper snow...

Oh well, at least Mammon and M!MC landed in some of the bushes...

“Ya know,” Mammon said as the money fell around them. “I’ve had dreams where this has happened.”

“Wow,” M!MC smiled. “Me too!”

Yep. This was his kid alright.

Not all his father/kid time revolved around money, it also revolved around both of them trying to avoid horror movie night without making it look like they were chickening out.

“Okay, I’ll fake a medical emergency!”

“Kid, no! They’ll never believe that!”

Since A!MC had their father’s eye for fashion and none of the judgemental comments, the kid became Mammon’s unofficial style coach.

“U-um... I hate to say it but those shoes don’t match with the rest of the outfit, the silhouette is confusing...”

“What’re ya talkin’ about? I look fantastic!”

“Are you blind? You look like a thrift store threw up on you.”

“Who invited you, Asmo?!”

“I’m here to support A!MC! You’re doing great by the way, sweetie!”

He may have cried a little when M!MC was able to fly without help... sniffle... they grow up so fast...

Oh- oh fuck they both crashed into the tree-

Oh My God he Actually Showed Up?! (Levi)

That... that couldn’t be real life! A shut-in’s worst nightmare! More people he needed to talk to!

Considering Mammon and Asmo’s track record with taking care of his things, Levi was incredibly hesitant to invite the two to binge anime with him and L!MC.

It seemed that the two normies inherited their fathers’s level of respect for closed doors. What I’m saying is the two crashed anime night.

“I have never seen such bullshit before.”

M!MC’s hands were stuffed in about five pairs of socks each, effectively turning their hands into useless nubs.

“You be quiet! This is to make sure that you don’t take any of my things and try and sell them on Akuzon!” Levi hissed, turning back to make sure his figurines were safe from the mini Mammon. A!MC was standing awkwardly next to L!MC, who was sitting in Levi’s gaming chair reading manga.

“So what are we going to watch..?” A!MC piped up. “I haven’t really watched much anime but I did watch Digimon...”

“I was more of a Beyblade kid.” M!MC hit their sock-stumps together to make a thumping noise.

Levi looked like he was ready to have a stroke. “L-listen! Those are gateway anime! You two need to watch proper anime! Non-dubbed anime!”

A!MC let out a shriek and stared at their reflection in a very shiny looking gundam figurine. “Have I been wearing off colour lip gloss the entire day?! O-oh no... I’m a mess!”

Levi let out a strangled wail and snatched the gundam out of A!MC’s hands. “D-don’t touch that! It’s worth more than a house!”

“It is?!” M!MC perked up and tried to wrestle their way out of their sock-gloves.

“Don’t make me stick you in a straight jacket...” Levi growled. He turned to L!MC with a pleading look on his face. “Please make them stop...”

L!MC grinned deviously and closed their book. “Of course I’ll help you, if we watch season two of The Promised Neverland.”

Levi shrieked and nearly pulled out his hair then and there. “It’s manga divergent! MANGA DIVERGENT! THEY SKIPPED SO MANY ARCS!”

M!MC and A!MC continued to wreak both purposeful and accidental havoc on Levi’s room, he was just about ready to summon Lotan then and there when L!MC shrugged.

“The ball’s in your court, Levi.” L!MC leaned back in the chair and resumed reading their manga.

Levi’s willpower shattered the moment he heard something fall off one of his cabinets. “WE CAN WATCH WHATEVER YOU WANT JUST MAKE THEM STOOOOOP!”

Quick as a flash, L!MC was out of the chair and had both M!MC and A!MC by the ears.

“HEY!” L!MC growled. “STOP ACTING LIKE IDIOTS OR SO HELP ME GRANDFATHER YOU TWO WON’T LIVE TO SEE GRADUATION!”

M!MC and A!MC became the most well behaved children in the Devildom after that... and L!MC and Levi got to watch their anime in peace.

Okay, Levi wasn’t heartless, he loved his lame normie niblings. They were just very very loud...

Though, M!MC was very good at finding merch for way lower prices... and A!MC actually really liked some of the anime they watched... Maybe they weren’t so bad.

M!MC’s attempts to budget that financial dumpster fire of an otaku was not going well, at least until M!MC convinced Lucifer to dangle concert tickets in front of Levi like a carrot on a stick until he agreed to do his best to stay within the monthly budget.

Levi had learned his lesson from L!MC’s flying lessons and steered clear of them, but luck was not on his side. The ONE time he willingly stepped outside of the house...

Both M!MC and A!MC crashed right into him.

The Uncle With the Cat You Never See and Aren’t Really Allowed to Pet. (Satan)

Oh fuck him sideways the house was going to be so much louder... Say goodbye to his quiet reading time...

On the bright side, the look of pure disbelief and exhaustion on Lucifer’s face gave Satan the biggest rush of serotonin he’d ever had in his life.

To be honest, he got on well with Asmo, and he... well it’s Mammon.

Could have been worse.

Could have been ANOTHER child of Lucifer.

“So... who do you think did it?” M!MC asked as the opening to the fourth episode of the murder documentary they were watching began. “I think it was the sister.”

“On what evidence do you make that assumption?” Satan asked.

M!MC shrugged. “Chick’s shifty.”

“I um... I think they disappeared on their own accord.” A!MC murmured. “I mean, so far it seemed the two’s home lives sucked...”

“Good theory.” Satan nodded to himself. “But both of you are wrong, it was very clearly the mother and the neighbour.”

“On what evidence do you make that assumption?” L!MC asked, imitating Satan’s voice. Detective Toe Beans was sprawled out on their lap.

Satan glowered at L!MC and leaned over to scratch Bean behind the ears. “The step-mother and neighbour are backing up each other’s alibis and they have a motive, access to a possible murder weapon, and a way of disposing of the corpses.”

L!MC rolled their eyes. “That’s a load of crap. It was just the step-mother. The mother had the motive, she and the father were on the outs, she wanted the father’s inheritance all to herself so she got rid of his kids.”

“How many more episodes of this are there?” M!MC asked. “This seems like a really dragged out way of just saying: I don’t know.”

“Sh! They’re explaining possible corpse disposal methods!” Satan hissed.

The four of them traded theories until the documentary series eventually ended with an unsatisfying ‘we dunno’.

“This is such shit...” M!MC muttered. “How have they managed to fill eight episodes with all these leads and evidence and the case is still unsolved?!”

“It’s because everyone involved was incompetent and stupid.” Satan sighed.

“You know,” L!MC smirked. “With all the true crime stuff the four of us watch, we could create the perfect crime.”

“We really could.” M!MC nodded in agreement.

“Using A!MC’s powers no one would suspect us...” Satan rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

“Uh...” A!MC shifted uncomfortably. “On an unrelated note... I’m going to go...”

As A!MC scampered out of the room, L!MC turned to Satan and M!MC.

“There’s always the one weak person in the group who’s not down with murder.”

“A sad truth.”

“Hang on I thought we were talking about theft or something-”

Satan and M!MC are surprising study buddies, hell, they even help Mammon study. Or... it’s more accurate to say that they try to help Mammon study.

A!MC is good company, they’re quiet when they read, unlike most people in the house who felt the need to provide commentary on every single event that occurs in the book.

After proving to be quite useless in L!MC’s flight lessons, he just reminded the two new half demons to wear protective padding.

The Hot Single Dad That’s In Every Romcom That Features a Child (Asmo)

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA (excitement)

Oh... his... father... HE WAS A DILF NOW-

He practically vaulted out of his seat to coo and fuss over his new found hellspawn, they were just SO CUTE!

Their wings were just like his! So adorable! Oh and those little horns! They were so cute Asmo just might have combusted then and there.

Of course, he couldn’t combust without finding out which of his flings had made such an adorably shy mini-him.

“Ah! I remember that party!” Asmo squee-ed as he looked at a picture of A!MC’s parent. “They looked so hot in that outfit I swear I was completely-”

“Asmodeus.” Lucifer grumbled. “That’s a child in front of you.”

“Oh! Right! Mind if I call your ren, A!MC?” Asmo asked, ruffling their kid’s hair. “I want to see if they remember me fondly!”

As Asmo chattered with A!MC’s parent about just how adorable and perfect their kid turned out, Asmo leaned over to A!MC to ask a question.

“A!MC, I know this is sudden but how do you feel about getting a sib-”

“ASMODEUS IF YOU FINISH THAT SENTENCE I WILL FEED YOU TO CERBERUS!”

“Tsk. Rude.”

It’s safe to say Asmo adores his kid. I mean, they’re 50% him, how could he not.

He didn’t exactly have experience with the whole... being a big part of his kids’s life thing. Sure he held the unofficial record for most kids but that was because effective birth control hadn’t been invented at the time when he was allowed to run rampant in the human world, not because he was an A+ dad.

None of that mattered! He was going to be a 10/10 dad to A!MC!

They were so shy... so... mouse-like...

“Um... dad?” A!MC awkwardly twiddled there thumbs as they stood in the doorway to their father’s room. The sweet smell of whatever essential oil was being spread with the diffuser did next to nothing to calm the poor half-demon’s nerves.

Asmo popped his head out of his walk-in closet with a sparkling smile. “Yes, child of mine?”

“I um, just wanted to ask...” A!MC was desperately trying to stave off an oncoming stutter-spiral. “H-h-how- *ahem* how do- ugh...”

A!MC steeled their face and straightened their posture.

“How do I be confident like you?!” They blurted that out a little too loud for comfort, but Asmo’s near-immediate joy quashed any embarrassment A!MC was feeling.

“You want to be like little ol’ me?” Asmo gushed, clearly trying to hide just how flattered he was. “Well, of course you do! Your dad’s got your back. So first what we’re going to do-”

The Avatar of Lust had done the stereotypical early 2000s movie makeover many times before, but never with so much enthusiasm. His kid’s style was fine, it wasn’t a lack of pizazz either, it was the lack of confidence in the pizazz.

“Okay, now stand up straight.”

A!MC straightened their back as much as they could.

“Perfect! Chin up, shoulders back, and there you go!”

A!MC didn’t look too different on account that Asmo felt like their fashion sense was perfect, but dear not-old dad coached MC on a new walk, better posture, and Asmo filled their arms with about seven boxes of self-care supplies.

“What’s all this for?” A!MC asked, shifting the weight of the boxes slightly so they could actually see their dad.

“That, A!MC, is all the stuff you need to have confidence.” Asmo explained. “It’s not required of course, but it sure does help.”

“I’m not sure I follow...”

“Oh sweetie, it’s simple really. When you take care of yourself, you feel better, and when you feel better, you look better, and when you look better and feel better, your confidence skyrockets!” Asmo shifted some of the boxes A!MC was carrying around so they could stand up straighter and not be held down by the weight of the self-care arsenal. “Good posture stops your back from hurting, dressing decently helps you feel better about your appearance, as does taking care of your skin, aaaaaand all this will culminate in you being your best!”

A!MC still looked a bit skeptical, but they nodded anyway.

“Remember MC!” Asmo said as he led MC back to their room to help them sort their new stuff. “Confidence in yourself doesn’t happen overnight, so don’t let Mammon try and sell you a fix-all potion because it’s just boiled Gatorade.”

“O-okay- wait did you just say-”

“Yes, boiled Gatorade.” Asmo shuddered. “Let’s not talk about that.”

Dear uncle Asmo? A financial dumpster fire?! It’s more likely than you’d think.

Sure, Asmo’s got a job and makes his own money, but Geez Louise... one demon does not need that much hand cream! Or that many questionable Akuzon packages that everyone is too afraid to touch...

M!MC had their work cut out for them is what I’m trying to say.

Of course... once M!MC realized what a lost cause getting Asmo to stop with the obsessive bath bomb purchases was and a few too many insults were thrown at M!MC’s dear dad... some of Asmo’s things went uh... “missing”

But would you look at that! No one went over-budget!

Even though their dads have a fierce party related rivalry, A!MC and M!MC get along great. It’s very wholesome.

The Uncle That Helps You Pester Whoever is in Charge of the Food at the Family Reunion About Dessert (Beel)

Yay! More kids :)

Do you think any of them know how to cook? No? Okay... :(

Beel adores his new niblings with all his heart and soul, and Belphie’s out of the attic and is able to meet them with everyone else this time! Yay!

I didn’t mention this in the other parts- but Beel totally gave L!MC piggyback rides whenever they asked, but now that two more kids have arrived... it’s now a fight to be tall.

But yea- kids like uncle Beel. Strong contender for favourite uncle.

“Do you think this is right?” A!MC asked as they fiddled with the settings on the stovetop.

“No clue. Do we put the cheese on while the meat is cooking or do we wait until after?” M!MC asked, they flipped through multiple cheeseburger recipes on their DDD, their frustration growing. “Hang on- do we have a deep fryer?”

A!MC rummaged around the cupboards and shelves for a good fifteen minutes and came back empty handed. “No, but I’ve seen videos of people making fries without a deep fryer, I think we just need to heat up vegetable oil and drop the potatoes in.”

After setting up the make-shift deep fryer, the two cousins carefully dropped the first fry into the oil, then screamed like banshees when some oil splashed close to their hands.

“Did you get burned?!” M!MC asked, A!MC shook their head.

“No, you?”

“Nah...” M!MC eyed the oil warily. “We should do this one at a time to be safe...”

It was an awkward process, grab potato, place potato, scream, make sure no one is burned, repeat. As... decent as the process was, with both of them manning the deep fryer, no one was manning the patties that were now completely charred.

“What’s going on in here? It smells like Solomon’s cooking.” Beel poked his head into the kitchen and saw two very upset children and the world’s messiest kitchen.

“We’re failures. That’s all...” M!MC murmured.

“We wanted to make lunch for all of us and we ruined it...” A!MC added.

Beel’s heart was set to explode then and there- but his stomach growled. “You tried your best, don’t feel too bad. Let’s get cheeseburgers somewhere else with Belphie.”

M!MC and A!MC nodded enthusiastically as the three of them left the destroyed kitchen behind them.

After Beel had to sling a sleeping Belphie over his shoulder, the now four of them were halfway out the door before they heard L!MC scream bloody murder.

“YOU IDIOTS COME BACK HERE AND CLEAN THIS MESS UP RIGHT NOW!”

M!MC and A!MC made eye contact, then sprinted out the door. “CHEESEBURGERS FIRST!”

A!MC and M!MC probably go to all of Beel’s games like the little super fans they are. Beel is very grateful for the support! :D

Flying lessons? Nnnnnot again. He’s here for moral support and moral support only. And to catch the two babs when they inevitably fall.

The Uncle Who Was Like... Really Racist the Last Time You Saw Him But He’s Not Anymore (Belphie)

So he uh... he didn’t try and kill these two. That already gave the two newbies a better first impression than what he gave to L!MC.

The Anti Lucifer league ALSO grew, just by one member though. A!MC was very easily persuaded to snitch on whatever prank the group concocted.

The attic nap club gained two new members, but Belphie still had to deal with wings hitting him in the face and waking him up. He’d usually return the favour with a swat from his tail.

“M!MC I swear I will throw you out of the window if you kick me again.” Belphie murmured, mashing his face into his pillow.

“Mmmph.” M!MC threw a pillow in Belphie’s direction.

“Quit whining, Belphie.” L!MC huffed. “You’re doing better than me.”

A!MC had attached themselves to L!MC like a sloth to a tree and would not let go or stop drooling. Ah schadenfreude, the best feeling in the galaxy...

“Stop with that look.” L!MC hissed, Belphie snickered. “I’m telling you to quit it because you’ll wake up Beel, and Beel is solving your M!MC problem.”

Belphie turned to see Beel practically crush M!MC into a bone breaking hug in his sleep.

“Should we do something about that?” L!MC yawned.

Belphie smirked his little douchebag smirk. “Eh, let them stew for a few more minutes.”

“Help me...” M!MC rasped.

Out of the three, A!MC is probably the best nap buddy, they bring in their own pillows and don’t hog the blankets.

Belphie is once again at the forefront for taking videos of the flying lessons, at least till M!MC accidentally broke Belphie’s DDD.

Just a friendly reminder, the sleepy cow man would kill for these kids.

Look at them funny and no one will find your body.

Okay! That’s part 3 done! I had to cut Belphie’s and Satan’s short because of post limit stuff, but the stuff with the side characters is coming soon! Also, Mammon would like me to inform all those who donated to his Go Fund Me that you will NOT be getting your money back, he has a kid to deck out in full Gucci now, he needs the cash!

[killingitreservoirdogsstyle]

May I please request an HC of how Mr. Orange would support his SO who has a full time job and doing online classes for a college degree? I’m working on my bachelors for emergency management and I would love something fluffy with mr. Orange! Thank you kindly!

Btw, love the HCs you recently put out! I enjoy your page!

Hello anon! Sorry for the delay in terms of writing your headcanons, I've been unbelievably busy with my schooling and the chaos of life in these times. It is so cool to hear that you're working towards emergency management, that is an admirable goal and I put my respect out to you! I only hope for the best for you, anon. And thank you for your compliments, and taking the time to put in your own request! I hope these are okay, and I apologize for the hcs being so short as well! ( GIF is NOT MINE, credit to @mrorangesimp! )

Right off the bat, Freddy is SO PROUD of you and your hard work! He admires your ethic and drive, it's something he looks for in a partner, and you deliver in every way! Whatever he can do to support you, he's there to help with a smile on his face.

You two are living together, so you both are working as well. Usually he's home before you, and he takes it upon himself to cook and clean the house so it doesn't add to anything on your plate.

If you get sore, he'll massage you or run a hot bath for you to take your pain away. He hates seeing you exhausted and tired, so he does what he can to help.

He loves to hear about your job and your schoolwork. It makes his day, to hear about your day and to see you happy. If it was a bad day, you can count on the fact that he is there as a ray of sunshine:

" How about you tell me all about it, and I'll get you a soda from the fridge. I imagine that you've gotta get this shit off your chest, hon."

" Turn that frown upside down, babe. You have such a pretty smile and I hate seeing you so down."

Helping with your homework is also another thing that's on the plate if you are okay with it. He never wants to come off as being dismissive of your abilities or intelligence, it is the opposite. Sometimes we need a sounding board--at least I do in my case--to help us form opinions or bounce ideas off of, and Freddy is totally willing to take that role if it means helping you.

He'll Google/go to the library to research everything he can on emergency management, or whatever degree you have; he wants to be informed, have facts, and be able to counter or support your arguments or line of thoughts. Honestly, he'd be the best of the Dogs aside from White in terms of this.

I understand that it is common for us to get discouraged in life, and I imagine that you feel the same way at times. Freddy is on it, though. He'll pull you into a hug, kiss your head, and say:

" Hey, let's put this assignment away for the night and go watch a movie. It's your pick this time."

" I know you'll do great, sweetheart. Don't worry about it, I promise it will be fine. "

Financially, you are covered. If you have debts, loans, or high tuition costs, Freddy is totally okay with helping pay that off. But if you would prefer to do it yourself, he understands that as well. It is not in his nature to force you into doing anything you don't like; and he respects you as a person, and your wishes. Just know that he's there as a backup for you if you need it!

Overall, Orange is a great support system for you. You could not have picked a better and stronger boyfriend than him. He's so gracious, so understanding, and so calm about everything. And at the end of the day, you are the love of his life and he wants only the best for you!

I hope these were satisfactory, and if not, please let me know how to fix them, and I will totally get on that for you! Again, my props to you, anon! I have so much respect for you, and you have my full support. Thank you for putting yourself out there to help others, it is because of people like you that our world is still running. You are the real heroes in society, thank you for being there for us! Have a great day and I look forward to more requests!

[lovelytarou]

tidal waves

pairing: atsumu miya x reader

genre: angst, suggestive

tags: high school sweethearts(?), breakup, strangers to lovers, mentions of cheating

a/n: i was about to put in some warnings for toxic relationship, but i couldn't do that to tsumu i don't hc him as someone who would do such a thing to his lover. also this is not proofread!!

atsumu is like a wild current, when you get taken by his strong waves, there is nothing else to do than just go with his flow.

this is osamu’s life ever since they were kids. it was nothing forced, he loved hanging out with his twin. although sometimes, atsumu could be a handful.

even while playing, atsumu is like a roaring tide – ready to take on whatever stands in his way and granted, he always gets what he wants.

his overzealous life is what keeps him going every day, playing with his 100%, not half-assing anything, and living life to its fullest.

atsumu realized he was in love when he had heard your laughter in the hallways.

everything stops then. he could've sworn none of the people that littered the hallways moved, and he felt his heart stop.

there you were – laughing with your friends, a bright beautiful smile on your face and letting out melodious sounds without seeming to notice the effect it had on him.

he could only stare at you for how long before he felt osamu whack him upside the head.

“hey, idiot. you havin’ a stroke or somethin’?” osamu narrowed his eyes on his brother, looking for anything off but he guessed atsumu has always been weird.

“let's go inside, class is about to start–”

“samu, who’s that angel?” atsumu cut him off, gaze still on your retreating figure. his voice sounded distant as him you're taking him with you as you walked away with your friends.

“huh? who? that girl? dunno her,” osamu shrugged before dragging his twin inside the classroom.

all day, you’ve been stuck in atsumu’s mind, not caring at all about the lectures. he had a goofy smile on his face as he stared out the window.

who are you? what is your name? do you know him? what class are you in? are you older than him? what are you doing now? why are you so beautiful?

there are so many questions that atsumu miya would like to know. and the first thing in his list is to ask you on a date.

he sure hopes you’re not dating anybody.

the second time atsumu saw you was when you were sitting inside the gymnasium with a friend, holding what looks to be a bento box. were you giving it to someone? his heart fluttered inside his chest, imagining the receiver to be him.

god, he wished it was him.

his gaze tore off you when a ball hit his head. his glare was immediately wiped off his face when he saw who threw the ball at him.

“atsumu, pay attention.” kita scolded, the cold expression on his face causing a shiver to run up and down his spine. he could really be scary without even trying.

“sorry, captain!” he saluted before jogging off to his position.

osamu had noticed that atsumu felt a little off that day. not in a sense that his performance was bad, per se. more so, he was pushing himself to his limits. other than that, he kept glancing to the stands and doing spontaneous moves with his irritating smirk on his face.

he has always been observant, and he had seen this expression on his twin’s face before.

atsumu likes someone. but he doesn’t know who.

osamu kept a close eye on his twin as they continued practicing. the team they are up against are coming in a moment now and they don’t need to waste any time.

when break came, atsumu kept whining about how his body hurt as he downed his bottle of water. osamu can only roll his eyes as his twin obviously was showing off when he lifted up his shirt and wiped it on his sweating face. a few fangirls of theirs squealed from the stands, and although atsumu would sometimes bask in their praise and screams, this time, he had a pout on his lips as he stared at that same spot once again.

“who the hell are you lookin’ at?” he can't help but interrogate his twin, he's highly suspicious and he wanted atsumu to just spit it out instead of acting this way. or else, his performance will surely affect the game.

“hm? oh, them.” atsumu pointed at you, who’s on the edge of your seat as you looked at their opponent who is now entering the gym.

oh. that girl he heard laughing in the hallway.

his gaze then shifted to what you’re looking at and realized it was the captain of their opposing team you were ogling.

oh.

osamu shook his head, “leave it, ‘samu. yer hopeless.” patting his twin on the back, they jogged back over to greet the other team before the game started.

atsumu played normally throughout the game, albeit a little harshly against your boyfriend. he gave them little to no opening, and they even scored a point lower than theirs. nevertheless, he gripped the captains hand after the game a little too tight with a fake smile on his face.

he followed you as you pranced towards your boyfriend and gave him the bento box. he felt his stomach turn when he leaned down to kiss you. finally, he decided he can no longer watch and turned his back to you.

what a lucky bastard.

atsumu didn’t sleep a wink that night. his thoughts kept drifting back to you, thinking about how he has no hope like what his twin said. he thought about what could’ve been if he was in that guy’s place. he’ll always flaunt the bento you bring him in front of the team, he’ll even take you to their practices and walk you home afterwards. maybe have a date, or just hangout in yours or his house.

he’ll treat you better than that guy.

the next day, atsumu decided he can’t have you and what he feels is only a crush. a crush so intense, he had his heart broken by someone who he doesn’t even know.

the third time he saw you was when you were crying alone in one of the stairs. he was supposed to go back to the classroom that time but he stopped in his tracks when he saw you, head dropped down as your sobs and sniffles echoed. he gulped, feet frozen from where he stood, not knowing whether to reach out for you or if you will even like to be approached right now.

clearing his throat, he took a few steps towards you as he sat a few inches away from you. you gasped when you lifted your head up as you saw him, quickly wiping away your tears as you looked away from atsumu.

“hey, so, uh...you okay?” he was hesitant. he felt like he was approaching a wild animal instead of offering comfort for someone who was crying their eyes out.

“no...” your small voice answered, sniffles followed after that and before he knew it, you were crying again.

his eyes widened in panic as he wracks his mind on what to do.

“hey, shh! uh, calm down. um – shit –i'm sorry, i didn’t mean to make you cry harder, oh fuck–” he decided to put his arms around you and bring your head to his chest. he rocked the two of you from side to side as he shushes you, his hand coming up to stroke your hair.

“there, there.” he patted your head when he felt you calm down. he winced at the wet patch on his uniform but he didn’t comment about it. “a beautiful person like you shouldn’t be crying, anyway.”

he heard you let out a breathy chuckle as you pull yourself away from him. a tinge in his heart made him wish that you hadn’t pulled away from him too soon. all his feelings from long ago suddenly rushed back, looking at your tear streaked face and reddened nose. even after crying you looked radiant.

“sorry about that, i don’t usually go around crying on strangers.” you forced a smile, hiccuping slightly as you forced yourself to calm down some.

“but thank you. i, uh, i needed that.” this time, it was a genuine smile.

“no worries! i just happen to pass by and you know, yer lucky it was me, because if it was somebody else they might take advantage of you or somethin’,” he rubbed the back of his nape, a blushing blooming across his face as he averted his gaze from you.

it was totally not because he realized it was his crush from before and he wanted to comfort you. nope!

“sorry about your uniform, um...” your eyes switched to his face then to his tear stained uniform.

“atsumu. atsumu miya. but you can call me ‘tsumu,” he offered his hand, blush still on his face. you told him your name as you shook his hand.

“i can wash it for you if you want?” even if your offer might sound like he might have a chance to see you again, he decided he doesn’t want to burden you with it and shook his head no.

“nah, i’ll be fine. don’tcha worry yer pretty little head over it.” he went and ruffled your hair, making you smile as you rolled your eyes and swatted his hand away.

“you know, there’s something that can help you feel better.” he added, a thoughtful look on his face. for a moment, you admired how expressive he is with his emotions. you can’t deny that he looks cute.

atsumu dragged you away from the stairs and out of the campus. your eyes widened in shock upon realization that you two are going outside despite the class not being over yet. what is with this guy? what if he’s a delinquent all along!

“um, atsumu, we shouldn’t be leaving the school right now...” your worried tone made him turn his head to you and flashed you a grin. you swore your heart skipped a beat when he smiled at you like that.

“don’t worry, i’m sure you can ace yer classes, anyway. and yer goin’ to like this, i promise!” you can’t help his energetic self rubbing off on you and let him lead the way to wherever it is he’s going to take you.

he might look all suave and composed, but inside he’s panicking just by the feel of your soft palm against his.

you’re holding hands, for heaven’s sake! he just comforted you because you were crying and now he’s holding your hands! he might pass out at this point, but he’s not done with his mission just yet. he wouldn’t let this day end without you being at least a little bit happy.

you both stopped in front an ice cream stand that many students also frequented. atsumu dug in his pockets for money, his tongue poking out. he paid the vendor and soon, he’s holding two ice cream cones with his favorite flavor.

“try this! it’s the best!” he handed you the other ice cream cone, immediately scarfing his own as he watched your face expectantly.

you took a small lick on the cold dessert and you were suddenly taken to heaven. whatever this is he gave you, it was good.

you moaned when the flavors bursted in your tongue, “you’re right! this is the best!”

atsumu laughed at your face, ice cream making a mess on your lips, near your cheek and even your nose! it was cute for him, and he felt himself fall in love all over again.

when you noticed him staring at you with an amused smile on his face, you tilted your head in confusion, hand going up to swipe at your cheek. but it only made the mess even worse by the action.

“what’s wrong, ‘tsumu? is there something on my face?”

atsumu shook his head as he bit his lip, holding back his laughter.

“nope, yer all good! nothing wrong with yer face at all!” turns out you didn’t trust him so you went to the car parked on one of the stores nearby. you gasped upon looking at your reflection. you were a mess!

nothing wrong with my face, my ass.

“tsumu! you’re so mean!” you whined, immediately wiping your face with a tissue that came with the ice cream.

the man in question only laughed at your reaction. you can only glare at him playfully as he seemed to almost run out of breath from laughing at you.

meanwhile, atsumu can’t help but think that this is probably one of the first time in a while where he laughs happily. and it’s over something stupid as seeing your face with ice cream.

“s-sorry! can’t help it, you looked ridiculous!” he managed out in between laughs.

once he calmed down, he apologized sincerely to you dragged you once again to who knows where.

the two of you skipped class that day.

since then, you and atsumu kept hanging out. usually with his twin, osamu, and sometimes tagging you along to their volleyball practices and even introducing you to the whole team. everybody seems to know you already from how much atsumu has told them about you. he can’t help it, you’re just so amazing that you take his breath away.

it didn’t take them too long to notice how much you two grew closer and closer.

atsumu has never been the one to be nervous before, during, and after their games. he likes to call himself level-headed when it comes to tense situations, not immediately letting his nerves take control of his body and consume him.

he lived for the thrills of life.

so, why, when he looks at you as you smile at him while pointing to a cotton candy stand did he feel his heart race a mile a minute? he was just going to ask you out.

and if you said no, then he’ll understand. it wouldn’t be the first time he’ll experience heartbreak.

“look, ‘tsumu! they have a lot of cotton candy there! let’s go, maybe we can buy some before they ran out.” you tugged at his hand and pulled him towards the stand. he lets himself get dragged by you. he paid the vendor absentmindedly.

throughout the day, atsumu keep glancing at anything except for you. he even forgot to eat his own cotton candy and instead let you eat it.

when you asked him to go to the rides in the fair, he agreed, which is why you both find yourself in the front seats of the roller coaster.

okay, since when the hell did the two of you get there?

he looked over at you who’s smiling from ear to ear, screaming in excitement as you put your arms in the air. you looked so beautiful, still so amazing in his eyes. he doesn’t deserve you but he doesn’t want to let you go ever again.

the ride is pulling back, back, back until it snapped. there was a deafening silence before the ride fell slowly then faster and faster until it threw you into a high spiral.

you were screaming, the people behind you were screaming, but atsumu can only shut his eyes because he was feeling dizzy.

“y/n! will you go out with me?!” he shouted into the air. there was absolutely no way that you can hear him over the screams and the air attacking your ears.

“what?!” you screamed back.

“will you go ou–”

“no, i heard you! i was just asking if you were serious!”

“yes i am! i'm in love with you!”

your heart flew along with the rollercoaster and you think it was the most memorable moment than all the rides in the amusement park.

“yes!” you laughed, feeling giddy all over. it might be because of atsumu or it could be because of the rollercoaster.

“what?!”

“i’m in love with you too!”

you both went home hand in hand, smiling at each other like two lovestruck idiots.

dating miya atsumu was like being caught in a wild current. and just like everything else when they're taken by his strong waves, you went along and swam perfectly with his flow.

you were there for him when he has a match. wearing his jacket as you cheered for him louder than the school’s band. he appreciates it, really. he finds it endearing how you showed all of your support for him and in turn, he scored every point for you and only you.

he’s the sweetest boyfriend. promising you’ll never regret a moment if you agreed to go out with him. a date turned into two, and before you knew it, you’re both falling deeper and deeper in love with each other.

he has your restaurant orders memorized, almost like muscle memory at this point from how often you two always spent time with the other. you even know where he last put something of his when you both decided to move in together.

college came and the two of you can’t help the stresses it came with it. yet, the flame of your love couldn’t burn any brighter. despite the hectic schedules, you both find a way to spend even at least a day with the other. squeezing in dates in the weekends, study dates on wednesdays, even hanging out sometimes in the cafeteria.

then there was that party after they won against another univerity’s team. it was loud, the place packed with people, swimming with drinks and drunk in the thrill of the party.

he has an arm wrapped on your waist protectively as you both wafted through the house. he had a few drinks in him, and when you told him to calm down a bit he only dismissed you saying he can handle himself.

“i’m gonna go and get us drinks, babe. wait here.” he slurred, kissing your temple as he got up from his spot next to you on the couch, waddling through the people to get to where the drinks are.

you stayed put on the couch, eyes straying to the couple making out on the couch across from yours. almost all the people around you are either touching each other or having a lip locking session by themselves.

it made you squirm in your seat as you thought about atsumu’s lips on yours, hands wandering all over your body like what these people are doing right now.

it must be the atmosphere or the alcohol you had downed a while ago, but it suddenly felt too hot. you took off your top layer of your clothes and fanned yourself with your hands.

atsumu still wasn’t back so you decided to get up and check on him, avoiding the grinding bodies of people.

your heart sank, a boiling rage bubbling inside you as you saw him in a corner with a girl who was also very much drunk and all over your boyfriend. she was getting handsy with him and you hated it. you should be the one touching him like that, not some girl in this party that he wouldn’t even remember the day after.

huffing, you walked towards him and grabbed his hand.

“baby, there you are! what took you so long?” your hands flipped his body towards yours so the girl would be stuck with the sight of atsumu’s back.

your boyfriend’s eyes are a little unfocused as he glanced down at you. it widened when he saw who it was, a smile stretching his face upon seeing who it is.

“hey there, yourself.” his eyes drank you in, taking every bit of skin exposed, until they landed on your lips. “god, yer smokin’ hot.”

he captured your lips with his, you let yourself appreciate the moment, hands playing with his hair as you purposely make loud moans while opening your eyes slightly to see the girl he was with a while ago with an enraged look.

i win.

you would've scoffed at her when atsumu’s hands drifted down to your hips, grinding his own to yours as he started nipping your jaw and neck.

“let’s go somewhere private, baby, please.” he suckled on the spot near your collarbone before travelling back up to your neck, lips nibbling on your earlobe, “wanna touch you, wanna feel you, please, baby, please.”

the neediness laced in his tone almost made your knees give out underneath you. a hot liquid feeling inside of you swirling in your stomach as you felt arousal cloud your whole being.

biting your lip, you nodded at him, pecking his lips one last time before dragging him to a more private place.

you stopped in front of a room, knocking first to see if there’s anyone inside. when no one answered, you both proceeded to go in, locking the door behind you. atsumu was quick to pin you against the door, attacking your lips with rough kisses as he grinded his pelvis against yours.

“fuck, baby,” he moaned between kisses, “i want you, ‘m gonna make you feel so fucking good,” it wasn’t a promise, more so it was a statement. you know, he’s going to make you feel so good by the end of the night, and you don’t doubt that one bit.

“ah! i know, baby. nnngh– fuck,” you whimpered when his hand travelled down to touch you beneath your bottoms, “l-let’s move this to the bed,” you panted, out of breath just from him kissing you alone.

it took him a while to get his hands off you and process the words you said to him. he lifted you up with ease and threw you onto the bed, removing both of your clothes with lightning speed. he couldn’t wait anymore, he just wanted to be inside you, entangled with you.

before he can position himself inside you, however, you pushed him down with all your might and straddled his hips.

you showed him just who he belongs to that night.

you thought it was silly, the next day you asked him about the girl last night. it sparked something in him, causing him to snap at you.

“what do you want me to say, y/n? that i’m cheatin’ on you? for fuck’s sake, i don’t even know the girl! so will you stop bitchin’ about it?!” he was seething, not even sparing you a glance as he spat those words at you.

your chest felt tight as you stared at him with disbelief.

many fights followed after that.

atsumu realized he fell out of love for you when he doesn’t look forward to coming home. he looks like a robot, emotionless as he only grunted to acknowledge your presence, if he even acknowledged it at all.

you would eat together, but no word will be spoken unless it would start another fight.

it was getting tiring, to say the least. every other day, all the two of you have been doing was make up, fight again, then make up. you would storm off, he would follow after you, you will both apologize, you will fight again in the morning, the house will be filled with angered screams.

you both lied in bed, backs facing each other, feeling the cold wrapping the two of you like a blanket.

he never invites you to his games anymore. never puts any effort on dates, or even study dates the two of you were used to doing. you rarely even see his face unless it was to come home and get his stuff and then he was gone. sometimes days, weeks, it even came to a point where he disappeared for a month.

the both of you don’t even know, how or why you started fighting like this. how you both drifted apart when it’s been going great to the two of you.

as per usual, it was osamu who noticed the whole ordeal. he never saw you with his twin anymore, never brings you up to any conversation. the light in his eyes seemed to dull, and he looked like he wasn’t getting any sleep.

“how’s y/n, by the way? you seemed to stay here more than yer guys’ own place,” he wss just making small talk, moving around his own kitchen as he prepared dinner for himself and his twin who’s sitting on his couch in the livingroom, busy playing games.

“fine. just busy with her studies ‘s all,” atsumu nonchalantly replied, paying half a mind to what his brother was saying.

“you guys doing alright?” osamu almost broke the bowl he was holding when atsumu let out a curse.

“i just said we’re fine, samu! god, this is why i don’t want to stay here in the first place.” atsumu stormed off, throwing the controller on the couch before slamming the door shut.

osamu doesn’t understand why his brother got mad at that. but judging by his reaction, things with the two of you weren’t fine at all.

it was cold when atsumu went outside, his own breaths coming out in smoke as he leveled his breathing. if somebody mentioned you one more time, he’s sure he was going to lose his shit.

he brought out his phone, dialling a familiar number and bringing the device to his ear, waiting for it to ring.

“are you home right now?”

moans and sounds of slapping of skin reverberated in the room. both of their sweaty bodies moving against each other desperately. it felt good, too good. but it wasn’t you, atsumu know that. but for a while, it made him forget about you.

with her, he can control her however he wanted. pleased him however he wanted. without complaints, without second thoughts, she simply just allows him to use her body whichever way he wanted.

“a-ah! atsumu, i– fuck! i lo-love you–”

atsumu gripped the girl’s neck, cutting off her air slightly but not completely, enough to make her lightheaded.

“shut up, cumsluts don’t talk unless i order them to,” he punished them with bruising thursts of his hips, chasing after his own release.

the girl screamed louder and louder. it felt too good, he hits all the right spots leaving her to roll her eyes to the back of her head, seeing stars behind her eyelids.

atsumu stayed the night in the girl’s house, limbs entangled as they fucked again and again and again until all thoughts of you disappeared from his head.

two weeks later, he texted you saying he wants to break up. you felt suffocated. lungs fighting over the sobs wracking your body as you hugged yourself tight. after being disconnected with him for so long, worrying yourself over where he could’ve gone or how he was. he’s only going to give you a text saying he wanted to break up without even sparing you an explanation? it’s like you didn’t even spend years together.

your brain remembered his words from when you first started dating. he said you will never regret a moment when you agreed to go on a date with him.

yet as you found yourself lost in his wild tidal waves, the water choking you and not allowing you air to breathe, you were only left drowning in the sea.

turns out you couldn’t swim along with his flow anymore.

[proudfreakmetarusonikku]

I’m really glad your having fun with these! What about an alien and human au?

Oh yeah I’m having so much fun with these! I love doing requests in general (so you can send in other stuff like non prime boys related things, art and hc requests, ect) but these are some of the most fun.

Tommy wasn’t even a teenager when his life was turned upside-down. One second he was doing homework, the next he was huddled watching the news with his family. It was hard to believe at first that aliens were invading. It felt like some sick joke. When humanity lost their feeble war, there was no way to deny it anymore, after he was dragged far, far away from any family, collared and taken as a slave, a curiosity.

Tommy'd driven off anyone who looked at him. Turns out even weirdo aliens that didn’t speak English are put off when you glare at them and shout obscenities. They’d forced him to wear a weird alien muzzle thing after that. He didn’t regret it. He’d rather be caged and muzzled than belong to someone.

He cursed whatever god existed when one of the fuckers didn’t recoil from him when they noticed the device keeping him silent. He did his best to glare daggers into the thing, looking eerily human but not, pulling away from it's too casual touches. He’d picked up enough of the weird sort of lyrical language the aliens had that he could recognise when something was being sold, and it was pretty bloody clear it was him. Something else was added, and pain shot up his arm when he was injected with something, before sinking into a deep deep sleep.

He woke up in a dark room, too sluggish to move but with the gag gone. It took what felt like an eternity, drifting in and out of sleep, for the thing that purchased him like a fucking pet or something appeared again, face a caricature of a smile, and fly-like wings making a constant buzzing noise. Tommy expected to be, like, eaten or vivisected or to have his voice box cut out or something.

What he wasn’t expecting was for the thing to start talking to him in English. Actual, fluent English, not the few butchered words his keepers picked up in the pens.

It called itself Dream, and added with a buzz Tommy thinks was an attempt at a laugh that it’s name couldn’t be spoken of in human tongues. It was one of the generals that arranged the whole attack on Earth. “Humans are very interesting,” it explained. “I wanted to add some to my collection.”

Tommy decides he hates Dream.

He makes that much clear, through shouting and swears and insults forced through uncooperative lips, threats and anger and all his pain directed at the fucker who ruined billions of lives. Dream does the buzz-laugh again, and ruffles through Tommy's overgrown hair in some twisted mockery of affection. “You know,” it hums. “You’re just proving my point.”

Tommy's not sure what he expected his “life” here to be like, but whatever it was it wasn’t what he got. He had to wear a fucking obnoxious bulky collar thing (“It’s to make sure you don’t escape,” Dream says sounding insufferably fucking smug. “It will electrocute you if you ever try and leave your home.”), but other than that, he was mostly free to roam the strange, labyrinth halls of Dream's seemingly endless “home” (it reminded him more of a bee hive than anything, and it makes him think of Tubbo. God, he hopes Tubbo is okay).

Tommy's not sure how time passes in this fucking hell, but he knows it’s far too fucking often Dream corners him. Dream asks him just fucking inane questions about himself, about humans, about life on Earth. Tommy had tried to stay quiet, defiant, the first time. He learns very quickly, holding a bloody nose, that defying Dream was a futile endeavour.

(Dream had buzz-laughed after that. “I always get what I want, Tommy. It turns out it doesn’t matter the species. You all do anything to avoid pain. It’s amusing.”)

True to Dream's claims of owning a “collection,” Tommy occasionally stumbles across other strange beings while roaming his prison. They don’t speak English, and Tommy barely knows the strange lyrical language they speak, but they try their best to communicate through what they have. The almost-human looking boy with skin like burnt bronze and fire instead of hair is called “Sapunap”, Tommy thinks. The mushroom-humanoid, with dark eyes large enough he looks like a cartoon is “Goh'gy”, the tall horned creature Tommy can only describe as a demon is “Bibieh”, the gold haired and blue scaled winged humanoid “Puhnze”. He'll remember those names. He hopes they will remember his.

(There’s more, of course, but Tommy only catches glimpses of them before they hide. What looks to be a human made entirely out of various precious gemstones. A horned boy with bright purple eyes and freckles and sharp, sharp claws. A short humanoid with one milky white eye and bright colourful wings in gold and blue and red.)

Day by day, he loses himself into the strange world he’s found himself in. He doesn’t recoil from Dream ruffling his hair, and sometimes leans into it. He finds himself asking questions too, about the strange technologies Dream owned, about the others who’d lived there. He still remains as brash, as Tommy as always, but he forgets more and more why he tries to hate Dream. Dream, who laughs and always spends time with him and says again and again that he’s by far the most interesting specimen it's ever found. He knows long ago, or maybe only days, time is meaningless, he’d hate that, but he can’t remember why.

Tommy collects weird gifts that Dream constantly hands him. For some reason, they make him feel sick to accept. He throws most of them away, pretends he lost them, because Dream gets pissy when it thinks Tommy's declining his gifts and pissing off Dream is always a bad idea. He always keeps the two strange purple and green orbs that play weird alien music though. Music reminds him of Wilbur, and he can’t forget Wilbur. Can’t forget Wilbur, or Dadza, or Techno, or little Fundy, or Tubbo, or Ranboo.

He says one day, absentmindedly, he’d do anything to see them again. Dream's permanent grin split even wider.

“I’ll take you up on that bet.”

If anyone else wants to send in some more AU ideas it’d be lovely and I will make them heavily involve c!primeboys no matter what and again that’s a challenge.

[heybeybey]

Soccer Player! Levi vs. Baseball Player! Zeke Modern AU Headcanon

ok i took a break from the long-ass HC post request i was writing earlier on so have this. I also got the idea of Soccer Player! Levi from @ralvaille

And lol of course this will also have Rivetra

Levi and Zeke are both seniors

And yes, Levi still wants to murder Zeke in this AU

No he’s not overreacting he really wants to murder him 

Anyway, the history is because Zeke almost put Levi’s childhood friend Erwin in a coma back in middle school since the asshole thought he’s good at playing baseball and accidentally hit Erwin in the head with the bat

Turns out Zeke IS good at baseball once he grew up 

Levi tried to make him say sorry but Zeke refused because Erwin was in the way so it’s not his fault

That’s the start of a *lovely* relationship

Fast forward to uni years AND THIS FUCKING GORILLA HAD THE GUTS TO FLIRT WITH LEVI’S GIRLFRIEND (Student Body President Petra Ral :3)

Zeke approaches Petra whenever she’s studying in the library and tries to charm her with his nerdy theories since Petra is a literature major 

They do bond well since he’s also in the same department (Zeke’s major is Political Science) and they even have some classes together

Zeke gives Petra some of his notes so she can maybe get a head start in some of their same classes

AND IT TAKES EVERYTHING IN LEVI NOT TO SHIFT FROM CRIMINOLOGY TO WHATEVER HE CAN ENROLL IN THE HUMANITIES DEPARTMENT 

Erwin, who's also taking up criminology, tries to talk sense to Levi 

Petra thinks it’s stupid that Levi’s even considering that since he’s already graduating.

Anyway... Petra, being an all-around nice person/sunshine/lovely hazelnut/basically the only good thing in Levi’s world, calms Levi down and says that Zeke’s just being nice and there’s no harm done 

Usually one Petra smooch is enough to turn Levi’s frowny frown upside down 

Zeke’s only doing this because he knows it gets on Levi’s nerves

...okay actually it turns out Zeke does end up having a bit of a crush on Petra because who wouldn’t???

The whole university always looks forward to the interactions of the school’s top soccer player and top baseball player

During sports events, Levi pushes his soccer team to do well so he can rub it in that they’re better than the baseball team 

During practice, Levi tries to kick a bit harder when Zeke’s within the vicinity with the hopes of hitting him

The same for Zeke whenever Levi’s near. Sometimes his throws are “a bit off woops sorry Levi didn’t know u were there!!” 

Petra is Tired™️ of these two boys

Zeke tries to get a rise out of Levi but he knows he’s no match bec. Levi is freakishly strong wtf?? 

But Zeke is a better scheming son of a bitch so he also has a fighting chance against Levi (but in a different way)

The last straw was when Zeke taught Petra how to smoke and Levi, being the clean freak he is, does NOT APPROVE. He never tries to control his girlfriend but if it’s something that he knows will be damaging to her health......

You can bet Zeke’s ass got whooped

Fast forward to Zeke, Erwin, Levi and all the other seniors’ graduation day and Petra’s attending of course. Zeke continues to try and get a rise out of Levi by asking Petra to take a lot of grad selfies with him

He knows he has enough photos but he asks for different variations like redoing throwing the graduation cap for an Instagram boomerang

Petra, high on happiness and pride since her boyfriend just graduated and she’s also happy for Zeke, didn’t mind and didn’t see through what Zeke was really aiming for

...Levi may or may not have broken Zeke’s nose and glasses in the middle of that 4th IG boomerang attempt

[beepboop358]

I saw an anon on here ask why others may not know if Will was a subject in the lab. My personal belief or Hc for this theory is that Lonnie made an arrangement or deal with Brenner before/during/shortly after Will’s birth; maybe he physically took him to the lab without Joyce to be experimented on, etc. Maybe Joyce was part of the MK Ultra experiments, or maybe was a target for a different reason (she seems to have unnaturally good instincts) and that caught Brenner’s eye. Lonnie has shown to 1. Not care about Will and 2. Be willing to exploit his own children for financial gain, so I believe it’s possible, but obviously there’s so many holes in this and it’s just a head canon that can be played with. Will also really doesn’t like doctors in season 2; which can be because of his healing process after being rescued, or just typical childhood fears; but if he was a subject for even a short amount of time I’m sure that would fuel his fear. It’s a stretch but think it’d be really interesting and tragic if something similar happened and was a plot twist.

Hi anon!

Ye I remember the post you are referring to! Also these are really interesting theories!!

I have a personal theory about this that I mention in my 1st Victor Creel Theories post, that Joyce is Creel's child. (It would also complete a Star Wars parallel if she is). If Creel got flayed from whatever Upside down monster is in the Creel house, there's his direct connection to the upside down. Since the mom probably died (but we don't see her dead) and the other 2 kids are blonde, Joyce may be Creel's 3rd kid with another woman. And the lab for sure knows about Creel after the murder in the 50's, so Will being Joyce's son gives him a direct connection to the lab and would also explain why they are so interested in him. I personally think there's some kind of a genetic component to supernatural abilities in the show, and that some people are just born with them; basically they are the "special ones" or mutants, like in the x-men. X-men is mentioned several times in the show, and paralleled as well. As far as we know Joyce doesn't have any powers, and neither does Jonathan, but Will does. So how'd he get them? I don't think it was just when he was in the upside down because Will survives 11 days there, how? And he was the only one to survive. If Creel was flayed, and Joyce is his daughter, maybe that's how Will acquired powers? Or Will just is a mutant (like in X-men) and got them independently of it being passed down. And then the 3rd possibility is that Joyce was also in the MK Ultra experiments but I kind of doubt it because Terry has powers, implied to be from the experiments, so then theoretically Joyce would have some powers too but she doesn't seem too. It's all really interesting to think about! Hopefully I'll have some more time soon to really dig into this and look more into powers and genetics.

Will's fear of doctors is actually really interesting so thank you foe mentioning that! I mean no kid wants to go to the doctors, but Will seems really against it at times which makes me wonder about his past with "doctors" ...

Lonnie is a total asshole so I wouldn't put anything past him really. It's possible Lonnie made some kind of deal with Brenner, it gets me thinking about if that is the case, how did Lonnie know Brenner ya know? Does Lonnie have some kind of connection to the lab too?

But Will being in the lab or interacting with people from the lab in his childhood explains how he has that same tiger stuffed animal that El has in the lab and the one Sara has when she "dies" in the lab... (that post here) I really think Will has been in or interacted with people from the lab before the timeline of the show, and that this could be because Joyce has a connection to Creel, who has connection to the upside down and the lab - possibly. (In my 2nd Victor Creel Theories post I talk about my theory that Creel may work for the gov. or the lab)

[mikrokyla]

kisses; suna rintaro

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first kiss

-your first kiss with suna

“Wow, the Suna Rintaro actually agreed to hang out with me tonight? I can’t believe my eyes right now.”

Suna doesn’t reply, staring straight up at the sky.

You sigh, ignoring the fact that he just ignored you, and say, “It’s pretty isn’t it—the night sky.”

Suna looks at you, watching you gaze up at the sky—the moonlight being the only source of light used to see each other. You look at Suna, flustered at first because he’s staring straight at you, but after a few seconds, he just looks back up at the sky.

“Yeah. The sky is pretty.” Suna finally replies and he can’t help but stare at you again. “Very pretty.”

You stare into those stunning green eyes of his, your heartbeat quickening by the second seeing his eyes are focused on your lips. Panicking, you look away and start continuing to talk.

“You know, this is what I've been trying to show you for a while, but you never wanted to come with me.”

“Well I’m here now.” He replies. Soon, your eyes are on him again when he uses his hand to tilt your head to look at him again. As he slowly brings his face closer to yours, he says “I really should’ve came with you sooner.”

Suna stops where your lips are centimeters away from his and looks into your eyes for permission to kiss you.

You nod your head, allowing him to kiss you and he doesn’t hesitate to do so when you grant him permission. His lips immediately crash onto yours, his hands naturally moving to cup your face to make sure your lips stay put on his.

This feels so unreal to you. The Suna you usually know would barely spare a word or two to you everyday despite how close you two were, but you always still tried talking and hanging out with him because you were in love with him. So the one time Suna actually agrees to go out with you somewhere, he literally kisses you. Who wouldn’t be in complete shock?

“Rin...” You say as you pull away from him. “I.. why..” You’re completely speechless, only a few words including his name being the only things you can say out loud. After finally collecting yourself for a minute, you ask “Are you sure you’re okay with this?”

Suna nods his head. “Are you okay with this?”

You nod your head. “Are you su-” He tries to ask, but you cut him off when you wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him again. He wraps his arms around your waist, makes you sit on his lap, and he basically traps you in his arms so you won’t pull away again.

When he kisses you, it isn’t fast or needy, it’s like he just wants to take his time with you—he just keeps his lips lightly pressed on yours and his kisses are so gentle. It takes a while for you guys to finally pull away because he really loves the feeling of your lips on his, but after, he just holds you in his arms.

“I love you, Y/n.” Suna whispers as he closes his eyes and tightens his grip around you.

You peek at Suna and smile seeing how clingy he’s being right now, but you let him be clingy and whisper back, “I love you too.”

goodnight kiss

-a kiss before you go to sleep

“Stay on your side of the bed, Rin!” You say playfully, taking the blanket and covering yourself with it.

“No, I wanna cuddle with you please.” Suna whines, tugging on the blanket. “I promise I’ll stop tickling you.”

“Promise?”

“I promise.”

“Okay, fine come here.”

Suna smiles and moves closer to you, wrapping his arms around you. He buries his face in your neck and starts placing small kisses on your neck, but he stops when you kick him because it tickles.

“That tickles too.”

“Whatever.”

You notice that his eyes are closed and start running your hands through his hair. “Now you’re sleepy, huh.”

“Mhm.” Suna replies lazily. “You kicked me too much.”

“Because you’re tickling me too much.”

Suna ignores you and just says, “Can you keep doing that?”

“Doing what?” You ask, looking at him. You brush his hair again and ask, “This?”

Suna opens his eyes and nods his head. “Yeah.”

He closes his eyes again. “That makes me sleepy.”

“It does?” You say in a low voice, knowing Suna is gonna fall asleep soon. He just nods his head in response and continues to cuddle you. You pause stroking his hair to give him a kiss on the forehead, but Suna’s very sleepy so he doesn’t react. You smile seeing that he’s already falling asleep just like that and whisper to him, “Goodnight.”

Suna opens his eyes. “Goodnight.”

“Night.” You smile at him and lean down to kiss him softly.

When you pull away, Suna smiles and replies “Night.” before closing his eyes and drifting off to sleep. You drift off asleep a few seconds after.

come to bed kiss

-you had a long day and suna just wants you to get some rest

You had a bad day today. First, you woke up later than usual, arriving late to work. Then, your boss scolds you for it because now you’re behind on your assignments and such. And now, you’re finishing everything up at midnight, the deadline being tomorrow when you get to work.

Suna quietly walks into your office, checking up on you. You don’t even notice him walk in the room cause you’re too busy looking over your work, but when you feel a pair of hands massage your shoulders, you immediately relax.

“Hey, Rin.”

“Hi, baby. How’s it going? Are you almost done?”

“I’m almost done, I just need to look over it to make sure it’s good.”

“It’s almost 1 now, you’ve been working on this the whole afternoon, baby. You need to get some rest.” Suna pouts, still massaging your shoulders from behind.

“I will, but I’m almost done. Just a few more minutes I promise.” You look up at him and laugh when you see him pouting. “I promise it’ll be quick.”

Suna stops massaging your shoulders and sighs. “Alright. Come to bed soon, okay?” He says as he leans in and kisses you. He grins against your lips, kissing you over and over again. He takes his lips off yours, but keeps his face in front of yours. “It’s like that scene from spider-man.”

You chuckle. “What?”

“The scene when spider-man kisses mary jane while he’s hanging upside down.” Suna says, kissing you again to show you what he’s talking about. Then he makes his way out of the room, reminding you to not take long. “You better come to bed in 5 minutes.”

“I’ll be there in 3 minutes.” You reply, smiling goofily as you scan your papers.

“Even better.” Suna says as he leaves the room with a grin and blush on his face.

end. 1182 words.

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[alia-turin]

Request:  I wish you would write a fic where Caranthir and Imlerith are being requested by their commander to capture a human sorceress, who is known for her healing powers, compel her to divulge her secrets and spells and then kill her, but things take an unexpected turn

Honestly guys I feel so bad because you sent these awesome requests and I feel like butcher them and turn them upside down :D 

In any case couple of notes - big HC that I was introduced to is that despite everything Imlerith has soft side for animals, so I’m sorry if he sounds a bit OOO, but that whole thing is really about his soft side. If you want more Imlerith + animals, please check out @erinbeast . I have also put some ideas for Caranthir that come from an old fic I posted and another fic I’m currently working on (which I might never post but there is that). I hope y’all enjoy tagging you 

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Warning: mentioning of injured animal 

Caranthir stepped through the portal and Imlerith followed. Neither of them was wearing their armor, at least not in full. His friend still wore gauntlets instead of gloves and some of the metal around his legs and torso. Caranthir on the other hand was more practical, no amount of armor was going to protect them where they were going so he was just wearing his normal clothes and a cloak. He knew roughly where their final destination was supposed to be, but he wasn’t sure so he ended up getting them in the forest and they were going to figure the rest.

“I still don’t understand what Eredin’s problem with that particular sorceress is.” Imlerith groaned as Carathir led the way. He could sense the bitch so it wouldn’t be that difficult to find her at that point.

“Does it matter?” they were alone, even the usual forest sounds were somehow dulled around them. He couldn’t hear birds, just the wind brushing against the leaves. “She is a human sorceress, she is better off dead.”

Imlerith raised an eyebrow but the younger man did not see him as he was leading. Since Caranthir had joined the Red Riders the two of them had become friends. He had trained him to use a sword and spear, art Caranthir never mastered, but he had become damn good with that staff of his even when he was not using magic. He had also seen him grow, become more of a Red Rider compared to the skinny kid who left Avallac’h.

“For someone who uses magic you hate other mages way too much. Jealous they might be better than you?” He mocked but also that was something Imlerith never fully understood. One day something had snapped in Caranthir. The man never showed any real hate to anything but Avallac’h, at most he would just show lack of interest in things which in Caranthir’s cold mind was probably equal to hate. But then something happened, first it was just the darker mood but then during one of their raids he saw the Navigator break the skull of a human sorcerer. Imlerith liked violence, he inflicted it however he could, it made his blood running, but that had been something new from Caranthir. Maybe their friendship was rubbing on him or maybe it was just the Eredin effect.

“There isn’t anybody who is better…” Caranthir suddenly stopped. “Do you hear that?”

Imlerith looked around and focused, he could hear it. It sounded like a dog whining somewhere close. Without thinking Imlerith traced the sound and Caranthir was following.

It didn’t take them too far until they found the wolf lying on a bed of leaves and dirt. It was injured, an arrow was sticking from one of its hind legs and another one from its abdomen. Imlerith’s jaw clenched. He liked hunting, but he never did it for sport, it had always been for food or fur and he always made sure to finish his kill fast. He had no issue killing humanoid creatures in an extremely painful way, he even took pleasure in it, but animals were innocent. Whoever did not finish that kill deserved slow and painful death.

The wolf looked at them and showed them his teeth but he looked weak. Imlerith stepped closer, the arrow in the leg did not seem so bad, but the one in the abdomen...that was nasty wound.

Caranthir just looked at the other man as he approached the wolf, the animal was growling, but there was no bite, no danger to it.

“Imlerith, it’s dying, mercy is the best thing you can do for it.” He knew his friend felt some kinship to animals. Everyone always thought Imlerith to be mindless brute, Eredin’s rabid dog, but that was just part of the story. There is a side that almost nobody had seen.

“Maybe Avallac’h should have shown you some mercy.” the other man pointed at his face where Caranthir’s scars were.

“Maybe your mother should have shown some mercy when she saw you are barely intelligent to get dressed.” the Navigator bit back without hesitation. That’s what they did, Imlerith made fun of the scars on his face, the only person he tolerated to do that, and he made fun of Imlerith’s intelligence, just like true brothers.

Caranthir sighed. He wasn’t heartless, he just didn’t see a point in letting the poor animal suffer. He knelt next to Imlerith and placed a hand on the wolf’s head despite the sharp teeth that were barren.

“What are you doing?” Imlerith grabbed his wrist and squeezed.

“I’m not killing it. I can relate to the need to protect innocence and purity in its clearest form.” Imlerith had no idea what that meant. Caranthir had the habit to speak like Avallac’h at times, half of a conversation that made no sense to anyone. He made fun of him for that, but not now. The navigator freed his hand and placed it on the wolf again. Second later the animal was asleep and the laboured breathing was calmer. “We can break the arrows, but we should not pull them out, we need to deal with that bitch, which would be a quick job and then we can take it to Tir na Lia. It should be asleep for about two hours and it doesn’t feel pain, just make sure it doesn’t lose any more blood, because that will kill it.”

Caranthir didn’t have much hope for the animal surviving, judging by the blood around, it had been like that for some time, and his healing powers have always been the weakest from his many talents.

Imlerith scooped the wolf in his arm and followed Caranthir. He constantly looked at the animal to make sure it was still breathing. He decided he would name it Treise, a strong name for a beast like that. It wasn’t too long when they found an old log cabin deep in the woods. Caranthir did not stop, the man had no fear from some human witch, Imlerith followed but left the wolf outside, to prevent any further harm. He had seen mages fight and he also knew the pleasure Caranthir felt in making them suffer.

The Navigator was the first to enter the log cabin, bending his neck in an awkward position to get through the human sized door. Nothing impressive inside, wooden table, chairs, a bed in the far corner. The bitch was sitting next to the fireplace and turned in surprise when they walked in.

“Who…” she started a question, but he never allowed her to finish. His first attack knocked her on the ground, he wasn’t going to kill her, he was going to take his time.

Imlerith watched as Caranthir attacked the witch, she was a pretty thing for a human, small and fragile. A predator grin decorated his lips. Maybe he would let Caranthir have his fun using her to mop the floor and then he will have his type of fun.

“Wait!” the woman was on her hands and knees, her hair was a mess and there was blood running from her mouth. “I can help you.” Caranthir laughed mockingly. “I know you brought an injured animal with you, I can sense it, I’m a healer, I can help.”

Without hesitation Imlerith placed a hand on the navigator’s shoulder. Caranthir turned toward him, there was cold fire burning in his eyes. Funny how usually the roles were reversed. It had always been the younger man stopping him, but now Imlerith had other concerns than simple bloodlust.

“Why would you do that?” he asked, digging his fingers a bit deeper in the other man’s shoulder, his hand sinking in the soft first of his cloak.

“I cannot beat him.” she nodded at Caranthir. “And I don’t know why you are here but it isn’t for fortune reading. I help your wolf, you let me live.”

“No.” Caranthir said, almost offended.

“Deal.” Imlerith spoke at the same time and they both exchanged looks.

The woman wasn’t stupid and she did not wait for the two of them to sort their small differences. She got on her feet with visible effort and slowly limped toward the door.

“Please tell me the plan is to let her heal the wolf and then we kill her?” Caranthir said through his teeth, his jaw clenched. Imlerith did not answer. He wasn’t sure what the plan was. “You will tell Eredin. I’m not dealing with that.”

When they went out Caranthir walked to the nearest tree and pressed his back against it, his arms crossed over his chest, his cold eyes just pinned on the woman.

“It’s very weak.” the witch said as she placed her hand on the animal.

“Oh great, it’s very weak. Must have missed that.” the navigator said sarcastically, Imlerith couldn’t stop the smile on his lips.

The woman ignored them and started working. She pulled what was left from the arrows, thick blood started pooling on the fur but she worked quickly. She chanted a spell and pulled some herbs from her pocket that she applied to the wounds. Couple of minutes later she got up, the animal was still asleep and Imlerith got worried for a moment. Did she trick them? Did she kill the wolf as a final ‘fuck you’? If that was the case, whatever Caranthir was planning to do to her, would be nothing compared to what he would do to her.

“I cannot do anything about the lost blood.” she finally said. “And I cannot wake it up because of his spell. But once it wakes up it will be weak, it won’t be able to take care of itself until its body recovers from the loss.”

Caranthir forced an arrogant smile on his lips. Of course she couldn’t she was just a stupid human mage. It was surprising that Imlerith had been so...soft, between the two of them he had always been the nicer one, had he changed so much? No, it wasn’t that. He felt pity for the animal as well and didn’t really want it to die, but he was the logical one, Imlerith was impulsive. Where was Avallac’h now to see him? Where was his old teacher to call him rash?

“Am I free to go?” the woman asked, her eyes shifting between the two of them. Imlerith nodded, Caranthir was not really sold on the idea, but nodded as well.

He opened a portal and waited for Imlerith to grab the wolf and step through it, then he followed. They went straight to Imlerith’s apartments in the castle in Tir na Lia.

“We are not telling Eredin.” his friend finally said as he gently placed the wolf on his bed. He had never seen Imlerith being gentle with anything.

“We are not telling Eredin.” Caranthir repeated. “You are telling Eredin.”

“No.” Imlerith was still looking at the wolf. “We are waiting for a couple of days, and then we will do what we were supposed to do.”

After Caranthir didn’t speak for a while, he turned to make sure the navigator was still there.

“Why?” the younger man finally asked.

“Because that wolf means more to me than any other life out there and I’m paying her by giving her a couple of days.” Imlerith wasn’t sure if the navigator understood, neither of them was affectionate to anything. He expressed his emotions with violence and Caranthir...emotions did not come easy with him.

Caranthir nodded. He could relate, probably the reason he reacted the way he did was just because he did not expect Imlerith to be so...kind. But he could understand the desire to protect something.

[getofy]

matchup: #1 - hq boy w/ an extroverted fem reader!

—a/n: wow im genuinely so sorry for taking so long. literally school is ruining my life and i also um,, haven’t been doing the best this past month. i really hope this makes up for it !! it’s kinda long so my bad...also this is NOT proofread lol i apologize if it sucks aaaa.

DISCLAIMER: while this is a personalized matchup, they’re still headcanons, so basically anyone can enjoy them! :]

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hello @/meremoomoo ! you are so cute and tysm for being patient about ur request. i debated who you would go well with for a while, but in the end i came up with...

SUGAWARA KŌSHI!

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#SUGA: “YOU’RE PERFECT JUST THE WAY YOU ARE!”

#Y/N: “THANK YOU KŌSHI :].”

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☆ SUGA IS PERFECT FOR YOU, AND HERE IS WHY—

PERSONALITY TYPE:

suga has a personality type of INFJ, which compliments your ENFP personality type well.

“...you may benefit from perseverance in this relationship. your sensitive, sympathetic nature may at times overtake you, leading you to make decisions that feel right but are not really the wisest option. this person, whose approach seems so cold at times, can help you to tune into your powers of objective reasoning and ensure that you are not letting emotions rule your life.” —some website i found

while INFJs are not the most compatible with ESFPs, your other personality type, wonderful things can still come out of INFJ/ESFP dynamics! 

“your differences mean that you actually have a lot to offer one another. your counterpart may inspire you to slow down and think more deeply about the meaning of things, rather than just doing what feels right in the moment. in turn, you can help them to get out of their heads and enjoy life for what it is.” —some website i found

HOW YOU GUYS MET:

sugawara and you did not start off on the right foot at first...

the two of you were in the same class and sat very close to each other so he decided that he really wanted to get to know you.

he also just really likes becoming friends w/ people lol

since you were always laughing loudly with your friends during break time, he deduced that you had a good sense of humor.

he decided that jokes seemed like the right way to get to your heart win you over!

easy enough, right?

wrong.

apparently, he had caught you on a bad day because his attempts to be friendly were not received well. at all.

poor suga.

he does his best to be kind to everybody, but at the same time, he does love to poke fun at others. he probably took one of his jokes too far or something?

or maybe you really were just having a bad day?

who knows.

anyways, after that awkward encounter, he did his best to avoid you.

it’s not that he hated you, it’s just that he thought you hated him. it sort of bummed him out because you seemed cool, but he wanted to be respectful of your feelings!

*sorry it’s not enemies to lovers, but it’s close enough i hope ?

HOW HE DISCOVERED HE LIKED YOU:

the class had finished testing early, so the teacher decided to put on a movie.

AND FOR SOME UNKNOWN REASON THE MOVIE WAS OLD YELLER?!!?!?

(basically it’s just an incredibly depressing dog movie. like, if you’ve never seen it then just imagine the saddest movie you’ve ever seen 10x)

anyways, you ended up crying. very loudly.

sugawara was incredibly concerned for you, since you seemed to be genuinely distraught, but he didn’t say anything

eventually, the teacher caught on to your disarray and excused you from the room so you could go calm yourself down.

after some time, the teacher tells suga to go check up on you to make sure ur not dead or whatever lol (you were taking a while).

he was hesitant to do this since he knew you weren’t too fond of him, but suga decides to do it anyways since he didn’t want to be a disobedient student.

he finds you sitting on a bench with tears streaming down your face

and MAN!!

all at once, suga gets this overwhelming urge to make you feel better. but like, as in, he-never-wants-to-see-you-in-this-kind-of-state again-otherwise-he-might-breakdown kind of urse.

despite not being super close to you, he had gotten so used to your large smiles and extroverted demeanor, that watching you cry felt foreign to him.

he missed your smile.

he soon realizes that seeing you upset hurts him because he genuinely cares about your well-being.

so he decides to make it his personal mission to make you smile again.

suga takes the spot next to you voicelesslyand tries his best to talk you through your dismay.

you don’t seem to mind the company, and to his delight you don’t seem to hate him as much as he thought you did!!

suga is very grateful for this

anyways, he manages to cheer you up, and the tips of your lips turn up into a small grin—just like he wanted them to.

AND BOY OH BOY WHEN THEY DO!!

whew this man’s heart skips a BEAT baby and he is lowkey spiraling lol he’s so confused like why is this girl’s smile making me feel some type of way

he had been so focused on what you thought about him, but he had never once stopped to consider what he thought about you (until this very moment, of course).

turns out suga was incredibly fond of you

yeah, that’s how he knew.

suga brain go brr 4 pretti girl

HOW HE CONFESSES:

you two had been hanging out more frequently as of late

and getting to know you was only making suga‘s crush grow EXPONENTIALLY

after many nights spent in long contemplation, he came to the conclusion that it was time to ‘man-up’ and just rip off the band-aid that was being honest about his feelings.

he buys a single flower (tanaka’s advice) and waits by your locker

very very simple and sweet confession typa beat :(

literally SO nervous pls help . he’s scratching the back of his neck and holding the flower out to you with a slight twinge in his cheeks.

“y/n...i know you weren’t too fond of me at first, but i...i don’t know i think we’re great together! and now that we hang out and stuff i was thinking that maybe we could-“

yeah you cut the poor boy off and said yes to put him out of his misery.

literally verbally celebrates when you accept his flower. does a lil victory dance and everything.

ugh yall r so cute.

AFTER HE CONFESSES:

YOU GUYS GET TOGETHER INSTANTLY WOOOOOO

somehow the most wholesome and chaotic couple to ever exist???

you guys spend like every waking moment together it’s adorable

noya and tanaka would jokingly hit on you and suga would pretend to be actually jealous.

i hc him as being a somewhat possessive-y boyfriend so do w that what you will

total best friend kind of lover but he’s also a sweetheart and rlly romantic + respectful abt ur needs:(

y’all r super comfy w each other !!

WHAT HE LOVES ABOUT YOU:

sugawara is usually the kind of person that’s always there for other people so he appreciates the fact that you’re the same way! you guys bond over your shared therapist/mom-friend tendencies, and quickly become the support systems you so desperately needed prior to getting together.

he’s there to listen to you about your problems and vice versa.

he adores how you can meet and sometimes even exceed his energy. it’s a nice change of pace since he usually gets scolded by daichi. </3

thinks it’s cute how much you care for animals! you’ll often find him staring at you in wonder as you pet a random dog on the street lol.

MISC HEADCANONS:

will spend hours on end watching you play video games on FaceTime. after a while, he ended up buying his own console and now you guys play together!

he’s fairly competitive, and will whine whenever you destroy beat him in a game!

he’s so cute pls

one of his favorite things to do after a long day is sit and play slower paced games such as minecraft and animal crossing with you.

whether it’s about your fav historical monument or about a new show you saw, suga will listen to you talk for hours and never get bored. usually he’s always got something to add to the convo though. sometimes you guys get overly excited together and end up speaking over each other in the same way.!

is INCREDIBLE at getting you to calm down?? like, if you ever need to be put in your place, suga knows exactly what to say to do it. does this make sense? lol. you guys have big ying and yang energy sometimes i feel.

you’re his BIGGEST supporter. whenever he’s put into games, you’re always the LOUDEST one cheering him one.

it really touches him to know that you’ll always be there to root for him!! even mr.refreshing gets down sometimes, so it’s incredible to have someone as positive as you by his side constantly reassuring him.

he’s a big animal person as well so you guys like going to volunteer at shelters together!

this was actually your second date HAHA.

if a dog is within a 40 ft radius from y’all, it is almost guaranteed that you guys will sprint to go pet them.

since you’re both athletic, you guys help each other practice sports together! suga’ll throw u soft toss and help you run drills and hype u up before games. & you’ll help him work on his technique and such <33.

y’all totally gossip together wow. you said you were a bit on the meaner side of the spectrum and lowkey he doesn’t mind AT ALL. he lives for it HAHAHAHA.

he literally thinks you’re stunning so it upsets him whenever you get insecure, but he’s always got the right thing to say to cheer you up! genuinely just,,,, so good with his words. if you’re having a bad night, he’s ready to come to your rescue with a gentle smile and funny one-liner and maybe a documentary if you’re lucky enough.

in his eyes, everything about you is beautiful. your hair. your freckles. your body. your laugh. your smile. everything!! he’s going to do whatever it takes for you to love yourself in the same way he loves you.

this man so whipped smh 🙄🙄

tl;dr: suga thinks you hate him. you don’t. you start hanging out. he confesses to you by the lockers. you start dating. you are infinitely better at gaming than he is and will never let him forget it.

YOUR ANTHEMS (in no particular order):

darling by christian leave

pleasantries (with your lover) by mustard service

upside down by jack johnson

sunflower, vol.6 by harry styles

what do you like in me? by nasty cherry

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Hello dear, I went through your posts and omg, I love how you write! You have a lot of talent! You deserve all the love and attention! May I request Law and Zoro with fem s/o who suffers from exceptionally bad condition of her joints? It causes chronic pain, which during bad days can make her almost unable to walk or grab things. The only painkillers that are able to block the pain tend to knock her out, so she usually refuses to take them. Thank you and greetings from Bas from some-piece ;)

Hello!~ Thank you so, so much, I can’t tell you how much that means to me!~ :’D And thank you for the warm greeting, too! I checked out your writing blog, and it’s amazing 💕 I wish I could write half as good as you, as well as so many other blogs haha. Well, here are your headcanons. They’re kinda long and I need to learn how to condense them because no one wants to read all of that haha. Thank you for the request, I hope you’ll enjoy them! 😁

HCs w/ Fem!S/O w/ Painful Joint Condition - Law, Zoro

Law

It truly devastates Law that his S/O is dealing with chronic joint pain when he can't seem to find a cure or treatment that will help her with her medical condition. Because of this, he's absolutely dedicated to finding the best treatment aside from those awful painkillers and their cruel and unnecessary side effects.

Since his S/O doesn't like to take the painkillers, he won't nag her to take them, and instead, he's always looking for better alternatives. On the days when his S/O is in immeasurable pain, he gives her a pain reliever that has less severe side effects, like tylenol or ibuprofen to ease some of the pain in her joints, but he knows it's not enough and kicks himself for not being able to do better.

On her bad days, Law will have his S/O rest on a sofa or in her bed while he provides his best bedside manner, bringing her food and drinks throughout the day and being her crutch as he helps her walk to and from the bathroom. If she's struggling to grab or hold something, he'll do it for her, which likely means he'll be helping her eat and holding her cup to her lips when she drinks so that she doesn't drop anything on herself.

During these certain days, Law tries to take her mind off of the pain by playing card games and board games with her or making her smile by performing tricks with his Devil Fruit. He hopes that these small distractions will keep her from focusing too much on the pain.

However, for the days where his S/O is experiencing tolerable pain and is able to move around better, he encourages her to do some light exercises such as ones that'll help increase her joints' range of motion or some passive cycling on an exercise machine to help strengthen the muscles around the joints of her lower body.

Of course, he'll always join her on these exercises, and he never let's her overdo it, constantly checking in with her and making sure she isn't putting herself through too much pain with these exercises. He'll do a lot of the work so that she can't possibly strain herself; otherwise, he'd never forgive himself if she happened to get hurt.

Law particularly enjoys helping her do some light stretches as a form of physical therapy. He likes to be able to help guide her movements so that when she starts to experience sharp pains, he can gently guide her body out of those painful positions. Plus, it allows them to be physically close to each other in which he tends to break doctor-patient formality by subtly flirting with her here and there.

While Law is findings ways to alleviate his S/O's joint pain, he likes to add a bit of a romantic touch, too. For example, if he has some capsaicin cream, he'll ask her to throw on some shorts and a tank top because the doctor's going to give her her medicine.

With the cream, he'll rub it on the areas where her joints hurt the most, gently massaging the muscles around them as he goes. He takes it nice and slow as he evenly spreads around her joints. When he makes eye contact with his S/O, he'll smile and wink, grinning even more when she blushes and smiles.

While Law also offers cold and heat therapy, he enjoys giving his S/O the cold therapy with some small bags of ice rather than just wrapping heating pads around her joints. This is solely because Law likes to take individual ice cubes and massage his S/O's joints, leaving a kiss on her cold skin every so often and adding some harmless flirting as he does so.

Law never wants his S/O to feel like she's a burden, so he's always giving her reassurance, saying that he values every second he spends with her throughout the good days and the bad days. He constantly praises her for her resilience and pleasant outlook on life despite her circumstances. He knows some days are tough, but he'll always be the first one there to lift her up.

Zoro

Zoro wishes he could just take his S/O's joint condition and deal with the burden himself, as long as it means his S/O is pain-free and able to move around without suffering. It pains him to see her wince as she grabs something off the table; or when she's crying because the pain is so bad, it makes him want to turn the world upside down until he finds a remedy.

He understands why his S/O prefers to not take her painkillers, so he doesn't press her about taking them. Instead, he'll ask Chopper to help him find home remedies with minimal side effects or no side effects at all. Usually, they team up to help take care of her with Zoro being the one performing all of the bedside manner.

If he's not training, then he's spending his time with his S/O. He'll talk to her about pretty much anything, he'll take naps with her carefully bundled up against him, and he'll try to massage around her joints to see if it lessens the pain. Normally, he uses it as an excuse to hold his S/O's hands, placing swift kisses on her knuckles and jokingly asking if it feels any better.

On days when her condition makes moving unbearable, he's by her side 24/7. He feeds her whatever Sanji brings, helps her move into more comfortable resting positions, and gives her whatever medicine seems to work best that's not those dreaded painkillers.

He tends to be moody on these particular days, asking the rest of the Strawhats to leave her be and to keep their rowdiness at a minimum while she rests. It frustrates him that he can't help her, but he knows she's far more frustrated from dealing with the pain.

Although on his S/O's better days, he likes to bring her to the ship's swimming pool. This prevents his S/O from bearing so much weight on her joints, and gravity is less of a factor. Plus, he enjoys making her smile as he guides her floating body in circles, holding her body close to his and watching as her movements become slightly more flexible.

Some other things he likes to try are a few easy stretches that don't put much strain on the body. Zoro usually takes this opportunity to playfully runs his hands along her body, like her legs and her sides to get a surprised reaction for his S/O.

Zoro is always gentle with his S/O. His touches are like that of a feather which greatly contrast the roughness of his calloused hands. He's very mindful of where he touches her, too, refraining from adding too pressure against her joints.

He leans toward the overprotective side, making sure that his captain's roughhousing with Usopp, Franky and Chopper don't come anywhere near his S/O out of fear that they may accidentally hurt her. To add to that, he never let's danger come anywhere near her, going to extreme lengths to keep his S/O out of harm's way.

Zoro never treats his S/O as someone who's weak, but instead, he thinks of her as being fragile in a physical sense. From what he's seen, his S/O is far stronger than most pirates he knows what with her ability to handle a life of consistent pain and still find the strength and spirit to smile and laugh.

To put it shortly, Zoro greatly admires his S/O and her many strengths, reminding her that her condition doesn't define her rather it's her attitude towards the condition. She perseveres every single day, and Zoro couldn't be more proud than to have such a strong-willed S/O by his side.

[danni-chuu]

The 7 brothers with a 10 year-old lilith (+ side characters & mc)

This is an hc is inspired by the chapter 14 flashback, so the gist of this Hc is what if lilith gets turned into a 10 year old child try as diavolos way to save her. This is gonna be a really long post so strap in~❤️.

This hc post is made with the help of my friend, @heeminchan, thankiez.

General info about 10 year old lilith:

She has no recollection or memories about the celestial war or being an angel at all.

The post might say 10 years old but she's probably already pass the 1000+ mark, but still is and acts like a child.

She looks like ruri chan ( for reference here)

So without further babbling, lez go❤️

Lucifer

" if you behave I'll give you a princess poison apple and play with you "

Lucifer being the eldest takes it upon himself to be a father like figure to her. In front of the others, he makes sure to keep a strict front but in private, he's alot more softer on her.

Lucifer's room has a toy chest for her since she likes spending time and playing in his room. And being the child that she is, she even dresses up the skeleton in his room. If he's not busy, he would play with her, simple playing house and all.

One time while lucifer was doing paper work,lilith wanted to help him . So to keep lilith busy, he handed her a bunch of void documents and told her to sign them. In the end she got bored and decided to draw her with her 7 older brothers. Which luci decided to frame and put up at the entrance hall.

If lilith gets into trouble, luci doesn't shy away from punishment. But rather than stringing someone upside down and leaving them like that for 100 years, he would just ground lilith and take away her toys. (Buuuuut her other brothers would just sneak some of her toys to her room, especially beel and belphie)

Mammon

" heh you should be greatful you're brothers with the GREAT mammon, shortie! Huh?! w-wait dont cry! "

Mammon loves teasing lilith. Be it calling her a pipspeak, shortie, cry baby, etc. He's said them all, buuuuut he always takes it back because lilith might tell lucifer and he gets punished AG A I N.

Lilith as much as possible doesn't leave any of her things in mammon's room, because her other brothers warn her that he's going to sell them away.

One time mammon stole something from lucifer (probably something to profit from), and lilith was in lucifers room because she was playing hide and seek with beel. Seeing mammon stealing, she gets out of her hiding spot and tells mammon that she will rat him out to her big brother lucifer.mammon taking non of this shitz says he'll do whatever she wants. By the end of the day, lilith gets a new plushie and mammon still got ratted out because how can she lie to her big brother lucifer?

Mammon does try to get her involved in his schemes sometimes. Making her ask money from her other brothers and other more shenanigans, but when he's feeling it he will in fact spoil her with little treats such as candy.

Leviathan

" wooah you look so much like ruri-chan! Can you sing too?"

Levi is still as much of a shut- in, having a younger sibling that he can teach TSL or play games with is his dream come true. Lilith goes to his room to watch anime (for her its cartoons but dont tell levi because he will be very triggered) with him and play video games.

If lilith does go to levi's room , he's always watching out just in case she ends up using his precious figurines as dolls or touching his precious merch. Sometimes( most of the time) when he's too busy playing his games, lilith will just talk to henry 2.0 and feed him.

Levi is a mega ultra super duper (insert more hyperbolic words) fan of ruri-chan, so during lilith's birthday..he gave her a ruri-chan costume (the other brothers already knew where this was heading but they couldn't stop it since lilith liked the cute clothes). She wore them and levi literally freaked because she looked just like her! He posted a picture of her on devilgram and the pic got a decent amount of likes.

The only time that lilith gets in trouble with levi is her staying with him past her bed time, she gets pouty about it but in the end she still gets taken to bed by her big brother lucifer.

Satan

"i can read you a story or we can play tea time, what do you prefer? "

Satan acts alot like a tutor to lilith, he teaches her about manners, reading and writing, and many other things. Satan loves teaching lilith especially when he sees her trying to pronounce big words, which he finds adorable.

Satan for the most part wants lilith to stay out of his room because there are too many dangerous books around. But he would rather play with her in her room instead, either reading a children's bed time book before going to bed or playing tea time with her. They both share a love for pets and animals, so in his free time, he will take her to a kitty cafe where she can play with the lil furballs.

Satan was regulary teaching lilith about different animals, until they got to the cat. Lilith became so intrigued by cats that satan spent a good 30 minutes to an hour of answering her questions about cats. One day, he saw lilith crying by the stairs. He quickly went over and asked her what's wrong, only to find out that she asked lucifer if they can adopt a cat wherein lucifer completely dismisses the idea. Knowing that Lucifer's mind wont change, the next day satan surprises lilith with a black cat plushie with a red bow tie thats as tall (or alitte bit smaller) than her. Until this day, the cat plushie satan gave her is her favourite. She is never seen without it, and she even gave it a name, mr. Momo.

The only time that lilith ever gets in trouble is if she joins in on satan's pranks on lucifer. But most of the time she's let off the hook if they're harmless ones.

Asmodeus

" waahh~ lilith's so adorable, but not as adorable as me"

To lilith, asmo is the closest thing to a sister she can have. Being the only girl in the house( before mc, if mc is a girl ), asmo likes to doll her up and make her his little dress up doll. He often buys clothes for her because he just LOVES making her pretty.

She doesn't spend as much time in asmo's room because there isn't much to do there, but when asmo calls her in after a shopping trip. She already knows he's going to make her pretty as a peach!

It was lilith's birthday and Asmo wanted to dress her up for the occasion! Hair? Check! Make up? Check! Clothes? Check! She was looking as pretty as ever (but not as pretty as him). After dolling her up , lilith went to her other brothers to show Amos work. All of them asked if a child should be wearing that much make up, but asmo tells lilith to shrug them off because they can't appreciate beauty even if it hits them in the face!

The one thing that gets lilith in trouble is lucifer seeing her being dressed by asmo , wearing clothes not fit for a 10 year old girl. Seriously, devilgram level make up on a kid is not appropriate (well in lucifer and some of the other brothers point of view)

Beezlebub

" the eggs taste like plastic..huh? I'm not supposed to eat them? Sorry, they looked too realistic"

Beel is very close with lilith. He spends most of his time watching over her or bringing her to his favourite food joints to eat. Since beel is so big, she loves it when he carries her around, either on his shoulders or just being carried in general. Beel wants to protect lilith at all times, so if sorcerers or witches want to summon lilith, he comes along to watch over her still.

if its not Lucifer's room, lilith's next stop is always the twin's room. She goes in and jumps on either of the beds and having her toys there as well she can already entertain herself. When beel is there to play with her, she likes to play chef and make him food using her plastic kitchen toy set( though some pieces are missing since beel keeps forgetting that its plastic). If she doesn't want to play with her toys, she tries to tickle fight beel and always wins.

Beel was in his room eating a box of cupcakes until lilith barges in and sees him eating cupcakes, she pouts at beel asking why he didn't tell her that he had cupcakes. Beel, being beel just says to her, " they're my cupcakes". She pouts even more and says that she wants a cupcake as well. Beel couldn't resist and splits the cupcake, giving the other half to her. After finishing the cupcake, he promises to buy her a box aswell next time.

Lilith having a sweet tooth herself will often look in the fridge for sweets. She sometimes ends up eating beels food(custard), and hides the evidence. Beel rampages again and breaks the kitchen. Lucifer then lines all of them up and ask who ate the custard, and all of them immediately suspect mammon. But being a good girl, lilith admits her mistake and apologizes to beel, who calms down and says ," you could have left me some..".

Belphegor

" how about later...? Im still too sleepy to teach you..."

Belphie, same with beel, is pretty close with lilith. If he isn't cuddling her as his favourite cuddle buddy, he's teaching her how to dance ballet(Based it off his dancing sprite). Lilith spends most of her afternoon napping with belphie.

Besides playing with beel , lilith also loves playig around with belphie. She makes it an everyday challenge for herself to wake him up in the most creative ways. It can be things such as ice,drawing on his face, tickles, etc. When belphie is too lazy to stand up from bed( which is often), she just plays with his hair and does whatever she wants with it. When he finally does stand up, he teaches lilith some ballet. While she's even wearing her full ballet attire, with tutu included.

It was the middle of the night and lilith had a nightmare, she wanted to go to her big brother lucifer, but it was already late and she might be disturbing him. But then she remembered that mid nights is when his big brother belphie is awake, so she goes over to him with mr.momo. belphie is alittle confused since its way past her bedtime so he asked her whats wrong. She climbs up his bed and hugs him, after calming down she tells belphie that she had a nightmare. Belphie was well acquainted with nightmares, so he knew exactly what to do. They went to the kitchen and both had a cup of warm milk. Going back to his room, he cuddled up with lilith and made sure she had a good nights sleep.

Lilith ends up over sleeping and gets very cranky if she gets rudely awakened.the others find it very adorable.

Mc

"...." * Huwgs*

So this depends on the mc's personality but lets start from the beginning. After being sent to the devildom and having the basic run down of what is to come, mammon takes you to the house of lamentations. The first thing you notice once the door opens, is toys scattered all around the entrance hall. Not only toys, but you see a height lines at one of the door frames. Mammon gets more annoyed because he stepped on one of the toys and he shouts out," lilith!". A small girl carrying a black cat plushie almost her size comes down the stairs. Mammon scolds her for leaving her toys out like that and he introduces you to their 8th sibling, lilith. Lilith immediately hugs you (no matter the gender), because it's been a while since she's seen a human. And you become her instant play mate.

The mc's room already has a toy chest, filled with lilith's favourite toys. She likes to play around with the mc and actually gets quite attached to them.

Lilith gets so comfortable around the mc that she ask permission from her big brother luci if she can make a pact with the mc. Of course, lucifer is skeptical but he allows it because of liliths enthusiasm.

Diavolo

" ah lilith , I didn't think you would be accompanying lucifer today. "

Dia acts alot like the rich uncle that only comes back during the holidays to give out presents. Lilith rarely gets to see diavolo because most of the time it's only lucifer that gets to see him. But, when lucifer does come back he often gives lilith sweets that barbatos made by diavolo's order.

On the rare occasions that lucifer brings lilith along with him, she acts very reserved and shows off the manners lessons that satan has been teaching her.

On one evening, lucifer brings lilith along to dinner with diavolo. While eating, diavolo jokes around saying that lucifer should just stay in the castle with him. Suddenly, lilith bumps in and protests against the idea, " no big brother luci's staying with us". She hugs as much of lucifers arm that she can, giving diavolo her most pouty and "menacing face". Dia loves seeing how much she cares for her brother, while lucifer is trying his best to hide his embarrassment.

Luke

" ahhhhh! Im not a child! I dont want to play with a demon!"

When lilith first saw luke, her mind immediately said," playmate! ". Though luke always complains about being treated like a child because he's short, he tries to bare it because simeon convinced him to play with lilith.

When in the purgatory hall, she brings along mr.momo and some other toys. luke sometimes pretend he isn't there so he doesn't have to play with lilith, but once he hears a sniffle of her almost crying. He couldn't help but open the door for her and play.

Upon first meeting luke, the key difference in height was..still... apparent. Somehow, lilith is still a few inches taller than luke. Being the giddy child she is, she tells her brothers about it and they all start laughing their lungs out. And when luke finally got wind of it, he was so flustered and embarrassed, he almost refused to leave his room.

Solomon

" why not make a pact with me?"

All her brothers warn her about solomon and to stay as far away from him as possible, she rarely gets to interact with him. But most of the times they do meet, he often ask her to make a pact with him. She always replies to him, " i have to ask big brother luci's permission first". Solomon just smiles and pats her head.

Huhu not much i can say about him since im sure the brothers distance lilith from solomon as much as possible.

And that concludes this very very long post , hope you guys enjoyed it❤️❤️❤️