#ooo I’m panicking

[isilee]

aaaaaaaaa I suggested an outing with a friend and just got the response “is this platonic or a date” an im freaking out cause like ???either???? I do kinda like you????? But I’m fine staying friends too????? Help????

[confused-wanderer]

Sometimes when Dicks just too tired to deal with the batfam’s shit he starts encouraging them.

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Surrounded by gang members and caught in the crossfire between two gangs

Jason *pulling out a gun* : I’m gonna fucking obliterate all of them

Nightwing: Go right ahead

Jason: .. you serious? I’m not playing Dick I WILL shoot every single one of them in the head

Nightwing: sure.

Jason:

Nightwing: What you want me to start? Okay.

Jason: .. Dick why the fuck do you have a gun? DICK STOP LOADING THE GUN-

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At a stakeout waiting for the proof before intervening

Tim: Why can’t we just force a confession instead of waiting for him to crack?

Stephanie: Ooo or threaten him with blackmail so bad he starts crying!

Duke: Guys *eyes point to Dick sitting in a corner*

Stephanie: Right.. party pooper

Nightwing:

Nightwing: Okay got it.

*heads out*

Duke: No Dick wait! We were joking!

Stephanie: drama queen just needs a minute sunshine- wait is that him approaching the target?

Tim *who’s seen this happen before* *panicking knowing what’s gonna go down* : OH SHIT ABORT-

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Being stuck with a very annoying henchmen who won’t stop talking

Damian: .. Can we simply shut him up?

Nightwing: whatever you wanna do

Damian *narrows eyes*: I can’t ruin my katanna for this

Nightwing: *hands him knife*

Damian:

Nightwing: And remember, the most effective place to silence someone without causing them excruciating pain and also temporarily depriving them of air is right here *points to a small area on the neck*

Damian: ..

Nightwing: .? Go on?

Damian *putting it away* : .. no..

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It works a 1000 times more effectively just because either all of them are bluffing or they’re scared Dick’s not.

[teapartyprincess4two]

Could you write about a random morning with Matt as his girlfriend? Sorry if I not making any sense.

Your writing is amazing!!! Have a wonderful day!!!

A Cold Sunday- M. Sturniolo

pairing: Girlfriend!reader x Boyfriend!Matt

classification: fluff

warnings: use of y/n, slight cursing, established relationship, a lot of dialogue, very short

inspiration: request^^, A Cold Sunday by Lil Yachty, just the title mostly

summary: You and Matt spend a cold Sunday morning together, snuggling up and keeping warm.

—

Every day of the week was chock full of activities for both you and Matt. Whether it be work, appointments, events, or daily chores; you two rarely had time together during the week. Even Saturdays were hectic for you both, you’d usually only get a few hours together before bed before one of you dozed off.

That’s why you loved Sundays, they were the only day neither you worked and you always made sure never to schedule anything on those days.

“Good morning, beautiful,” Matt croaks from beside you, a lazy arm wrapped around your waist from under the comforter. “Good morning, baby,” you reply, pushing his hair back and kissing his forehead.

“How did you sleep?” you ask, his eyes closing once again as the drowsiness settles back in. “Mmm good,” he hums, nuzzling into your chest slightly.

“That’s good, baby.”

You’re playing with his hair, your mind filling with ideas of what to do throughout the day. The possibilities were endless, especially because your only responsibility was to have fun with Matt.

“What do you wanna do today? We can go to the flea market, go eat some breakfast, or maybe we can try that new coffee shop,” you say in excitement, your cheery tone being too much for Matt this early in the morning.

“What about the mall? The mall could be fun. Ooo what if we have a picnic? We haven’t done that in so long,” you continue, subconsciously braiding strands of his hair as you compile a list of possible activities.

“It’s cold,” he murmurs, the statement being followed by a soft yawn.

Yawns are infectious, causing you to yawn shortly after. “Yeah, you’re right,” you reply, the yawn making it sound more like a roar.

“We can still do stuff…” he trails off, pulling away from you slightly to look at your face. You smile at him, you’re just happy to be spending time with him. “But we can stay in?” Matt suggests, loving the idea of a cozy day in.

You hum in response, already anticipating the cozy day ahead.

—

“Hurry, Matt! I’m cold!” you exclaim, lifting the comforter up so he can hop back into bed. “I can’t! The hot chocolate is gonna spill!” he shouts back, panicking as he tries balancing both mugs so none of the liquid spills over.

You groan playfully, scooting to the edge of the bed and reaching for a mug, “here let me help you, you goof.” He chuckles at the nickname, carefully handing you a mug, “be careful, it’s hot.”

“I know, I’m smart.”

You sip the hot chocolate, trying to prevent it from spilling, but the scorching liquid has you pulling away immediately, “Fuck! That’s hot!”

“I just said that,” Matt chuckles, getting comfortable under the covers and pressing play on the movie you two were previously watching. “Shush, it’s good,” you murmur, going back for a second sip.

You settle back against the headboard, sipping occasionally as you watch the movie. Matt blows on his hot chocolate, afraid to burn himself like you did.

He blows on it hard enough for the liquid to spill over the cup. “Oh fuck. I spilled it,” Matt says blankly, looking at you as he tries not to laugh.

—

“Why was that movie so sad?” Matt sniffles, rubbing the tears out of his eyes. You’ve seen the movie a million times before and each time Matt has the same reaction.

“Babe, you know how it ends. How does it still make you cry?” you ask, chuckling slightly at his dramatic behavior.

“Y/n, don’t be so heartless,” he replies, looking at you as if you’re some type of monster. “How does it still not make you cry?”

You take a sip from your hot chocolate, fighting the laughter. “It’s really not that sad,” you say, taking a hold of the remote to find your next watch of the day.

“YES IT IS!”

“Matt, it’s Toy Story.”

“AND? HE WAS JUST A FORK!”

—

You’ve laid in bed with Matt all day, and although you haven’t waisted any energy, you’re really hungry.

“Just order pizza,” you suggest, resting your head on Matt’s shoulder as he orders the food on his phone. “I don’t want pizza though,” he replies, scrolling through DoorDash in search of the next best option.

“Chinese food?” you ask, your stomach grumbling at the suggestion. “Neh, too greasy.”

“Okay, what about Cane’s?”

“Not in the mood for chicken,” he replies, exhausting all his options.

“In N Out?”

“We had burgers last Sunday,” Matt finds an excuse to turn down all of your suggestions. “Just get whatever you want,” you mumble, becoming hangrier by the second.

He stays silent for a while, searching relentlessly for something appetizing, but he can’t find anything.

“I’m just gonna order pizza,” he finally comments.

“Bruh.”

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MASTERLIST

A/n:

Just a short story about a goofy morning with Matt. Enjoy, luv u. Longer stories coming soon, they are COOKING!

- L.A.M.B👼🏻💗

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[musings-ofthe-unamused]

The Distance Between Us

Pairing: Micah Yujin x gn!Reader

Word Count: 1.6k

A/N: Ooo it just makes sense to me that my first repost on this account is Micah Yujin

You shut the door quietly tiptoeing inside your room. It felt odd to be doing that inside your own room, but you didn’t want to wake up the snoring mass on your bed. It had been about two hours since you woke up, but he was here, still sleeping like a rock. It was almost cute. You set down the large plushie in your arms and took out your phone. A line of drool spilled out of his open mouth and his arm was thrown over the side of the bed. The sight itself would make a perfect screensaver. So you took a picture, immediately setting it to rest on your screen.

“Micah,” You whispered. “Micah, wake up.”

He let out a groan. “Five more minutes.”

You poked his cheek. “Micah~. C’mon get your lazy ass up.”

“No! I don’t wanna go to school!” He rolled over, batting your hand away.”

“Ok, fine. Have it your way.” You took in a deep breath then shouted as loudly as you could. “HOLY SHIT! MICAH, YOU’RE GONNA MISS THE BUS!!”

“Fuck!!”

Micah got tangled in all the blankets, panicking to get up. He fell off the bed then sat up, looking around. Instead of finding a parent yelling at him, he found you covering your mouth, trying not to laugh. Micah slowly stood and blinked the sleep out of his eyes.

“Still dreaming about school?” You giggled.

“Shut up.” He rubbed his head. “What time is it?”

You walked over to him, fixing his bed head. “Almost 2. You slept in for pretty long.”

“We did stay up until three am,” He yawned, stretching out his muscles Then his eyes widened. “Fuck.”

“What?”

“My flight. It leaves in like two hours.”

“Oh.”

You knew he would be leaving at some point. You just didn’t think it was going to be right after he came to visit. You backed away from him. It was so sudden that he came, You were too caught up in the happiness of not only having your dream first date, but having him that you didn't even think about how long he would be staying.

Micah shrugged. “Well, it’s too late now. Guess I have to leave at the end of the week.”

“But I live close to the airport so-“

“Nope.”

Micah pulled on your arm and dragged you down onto your mattress. You let out a small laugh and he buried his face in your neck. His hold was tight. You held him back just as tightly. It was sort of endearing, the way he wanted to stay here with you. 

“Can you really stay until the end of the week?”

“Wouldn’t you like that, angel?” He whispered in your neck.

“What happens if I say yes?”

“Then I’ll be one happy man.”

“But you can’t stay?”

He leaned back slightly and looked up at you. “If you want me to.”

“I-“ You paused, looking away. “I want to say yes. But what will you do about work? Or the fact that you came here with almost nothing?”

“Yeah. Yeah, you’re right.” He sat up, laughing slightly. He then spotted the new addition of plushies on your bed. “What's this?”

“Oh!” You picked it up and handed it to him. “For you!”

He took it. “For me?”

“Yeah! You gave me one to keep me company so…I did the same.”

Micah inspected it, squishing it gently. “What animal even is it? A cat? Fox? Dog?”

“Uhh….yes.”

“Perfect.”

***

The airport was busy. It took a while to be able to even find a parking spot. Now you waited for Micah as he bought some snacks and a drink. He came out, struggling to carry the stuff he bought and the plushie. You took the plushie. 

“Thank you, angel.”

“Got everything?”

“Think so..” He looked around then his eyes met yours as he grinned. “Just need you.”

You groaned. “Alright, come on Mr. Suave, let’s go check to see which gate you’re at.”

“You think I’m suave?”

“Only sometimes.”

He laughed. Your heart ached. That fucking laugh was a gift to hear in real life, not through a screen. And that would be gone soon. You two made your way to the large screen showing all flights. You wished that all of yesterday never ended. Watching movies, playing card games, making jokes, and just being in each other's presence felt like it was a lifetime away. 

If life could be like a fairytale, that would be amazing. Living in the bubble of happiness that he gave you would have been amazing. Yet, as much as you hated it, life gave you other plans. When he wasn’t being a menace or making you blush, he looked peaceful. As if he was constantly thinking about something that made him happy.  You watched as Micah pouted, sitting on his suitcase as he crossed his arms and stared up and searched for his flight number. You held his plushie in your arms, squeezing it tightly. 

He squinted. “Can I just stay?”

“Yes”

“Really?”

“No,” You rolled your eyes. “We both have work. And someone decided flying down here without a plan was a good idea.”

“It was,” Micah mumbled, pursing his lips and looking away. “You seemed to enjoy it anyway.”

You walked over to him and poked his shoulder. He looked up at you. Normally (as normal as knowing him for a week is), you would be annoyed by that stupidly cute pout on his face. All you wanted to do was make him smile. Leave off on a good note instead of sad. 

“We can talk once you’re back.”

“But it’s not the same.” 

“Then visit again.”

His face lit up. You help up a finger, your face twisting in a scowl.

“But we need a plan! Like what we’re gonna do about work, how long you’re actually gonna stay…you know. Responsible stuff.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Are you calling me irresponsible?”

“Maybe.”

“You could’ve kicked me out. Accepting a stranger into your home through your window isn’t very responsible either.”

You placed a hand on your heart. “You’re right! I promise I’ll do better, Micah Yujin.”

He pat your head. “That’s better.”

You two giggled and he stood, gulping down the rest of his energy drink. You scrunched your nose. You had no idea how he constantly threw those back, much less before a flight. If it were you, you would just pop some dramamine and hope you stayed passed out the whole flight. The two of you started to walk in silence towards the security check. His shoulders bumped into you and you squeezed the plushie as hard as you could, biting your lip.

“Well,” He turned towards you. “This is were we part.”

“It is.”

“I feel like we’re in a romance movie,” He chuckled. “But seriously, I’m glad I came down here.”

You held out the plushie towards him. “Me too. I’ll talk to you later, Yujin. Don’t miss me too much.”

“Thank you, angel. At least someone wants to go home with me,” He put on a falsetto voice and poked at the plushie. “Isn’t that right, Skrunkly Jr.?”

“Is that the name you’re going with?”

He shrugged. “Seemed fitting.”

You laughed. “Alright. Get going or you’re gonna be late.”

“Bye.”

“Bye.” You waved and then started to walk away. It hurt more than you thought it would. 

“Wait! I forgot something!”

You turned around on your foot, an exasperated sigh leaving your lips. “Really, Micah? I told you to make sure you have everything before we-”

“Shut up, I’m gonna kiss you now!”

Micah’s arm wrapped around your waist and he dipped you down. Your breath caught in your throat as you wrapped your arms around his shoulders to keep from falling. His lips were chapped and tasted like the Cherry Blade Lemonade Bang he bought earlier. It was mostly sweet with a slight sourness to it. A jolt of electricity went down your spine as you felt your face flush. Micah pulled away, not meeting your eyes.

“Uh.”

“Bye.”

He turned and hightailed the fuck out. You watched with wide eyes as Skrunkly Jr. fell off the top of his suitcase. He picked it up and hugged it close to him. A trail of muttered “shit, shit, shit” was all that was left. You placed two of your fingers to your lips and then covered your face with your hands. Did he just dip and kiss you in public? You turned around, trying not to smile too widely as you left the airport. When you made it back in your car, you took out your phone. 

Micah💩: fhdsjalfhdjsla

Micah💩: vcxbzjvksbj oh my god

Micah💩: I cant believe i did that

You: neither can i

Micah💩: forgive me

You: 🤨are you saying you didnt like kissing me

Micah💩: i liked it very much

You: then there’s nothing to apologize for

Micah💩: did you like it?

You: i did. 

You: i also liked the taste of that bang

You: i’ll be energized for hours ;)

Micah💩: gfhjslghfjlsdghjfld

Micah💩: I need to board

Micah💩: i’ll miss you

Micah💩: and i’ll be recovering from this the whole time

Micah💩: talk to you later

You: Be safe. Let me know when you land.

You set your phone down. After a deep breath, you screamed and hit your hands against the steering wheel. What was that man thinking? Yes, you enjoyed it. Yes, it was a great first kiss and not awkward at all. But god fucking damn it, it made you want more. It made you miss him. A part of you wanted to stop the plane, drag him off it, and take him home. Your heart was happy but it sank a little at the thought of the growing distance between the two of you. 

“God,” You grumbled to yourself. “I’m gonna miss that idiot so much.”

[the-moon-files]

Aaaaa yay, you updated for Linked Universe again! 🙏 And right when the hyperfixation was coming back for me, too 👀 

I was looking over your posts for LU, and if you don’t mind, I’d love to share some of my own random thoughts with you! I hope that’s okay 👉👈

After I read your “Humans aren't just round-eared Hylians?” post I have had,, many thoughts 👀 One random difference between humans and Hylians I thought about was the possibilities of varying strength,,, You briefly mentioned how Hylians seemed lighter than they seemed to Guide!Reader, and let me tell you, it was such a small detail, but I was transFIXED. I have this image of humans/Guide!Reader just being naturally stronger than the average Hylians - and it made me think of scenarios of the Reader just effortlessly hauling around two Links on their shoulders like sacks of potatoes- And them also picking up things that are supposed to be really heavy with ease! Like, Four would make a longsword, and Reader picks it up out of curiosity, expecting it to be really heavy, but it’s actually not that bad?? (Four in the background: 🧍)

If the Reader is already pretty strong (and maybe even has a profession in fighting, like a boxer or something,, [I might be projecting slightly—]), then ooo 👀 I can see there being this one time where a bunch of monsters ambush the Chain, and as everyone is fighting with the Reader giving them advice and whatnot, a Lizalfos managed to slip past everyone and sprint towards the Reader to attack them. The others are panicking because they won’t be able to reach the monster in time, but just as the Lizalfos raised its sword, one single punch from the Reader sent it flying back into the fray, knocking it into a Moblin. Reader is just standing there with their fist still in the air like “👁️👄👁️ h u h … whY ARE YOU GUYS STARING, YOU’RE STILL FIGHTING—”

In your newest post about the Guide!Reader’s voice, you mentioned how some entities could hear them, and I don’t know if he would, but I think it’d be kinda funny if Ganon and all of his other reincarnations could hear the Reader talking to Link- I’m not sure if he remembers his past lives, but if he does and hears/recognises Reader’s voice, I love the image of him thinking “Oh god, THIS guy again??” Because Reader WILL clown on him-

Dehydrated Ganondorf: *insert evil monologue here*

Guide!Reader: Uh-huh, sure, bold words for someone whose skin looks like a prehistoric riverbed. :|

Sage: *w he eze*

As I was writing all this, I had to think to myself, “Huh,, Guide!Reader doesn’t die when they fall into lava, aren’t really affected by harsher temperatures and winds, and also can swim against strong currents. They’re environment-resistant basically. But there’s bound to be at least one weakness to it all, right?” I did come up with said weakness, and I think it’s kinda basic, BUT one idea I had was that because Guide!Reader is so resistant to the natural elements of Hyrule, they are conversely quite weak to unnatural causes in turn. If they get injured, say they get cut with a knife by a Bokoblin, then that wound would take much longer to heal than it should. Any injuries that the Reader sustains in Hyrule are harder to heal (which I feel like could make some interesting angst,, 👀); their injuries would take more magic to completely heal them, or have more healing potions to drink. I also thought of the Reader being very vulnerable to any sort of poison- Like, if they get a pinch or two (or three) of strong poison in their system, they get knocked out for like two days 💀 

So basically, Guide!Reader is very resistant to the environment, possibly quite strong, but does not have any good constitution,,

[On another note, maybe it’s just a me thing, but I personally love the thought of Wind looking up to the Reader as like a big brother figure,,]

And also!! Happy birthday!! 🥳🥳🎉 As a way of procrastination, I’ve been compiling memes with Guide!Reader and the Chain because the brain rot is hitting HARD,, I can share it with you in the future if you like! /gen /pos And sorry if this is such a long post dkjfgndf-

NOT SOMEONE BEING HAPPY I UPDATED UwU

ur ideas, ur compliments, ur bday wishes, etc. hitting me like^^

Sun: Masc!Reader (he/him) this will be default unless ppl specify otherwise! , Guide!Reader, Boxer/Martial Artist!Reader

Orbit: Headcanons-ish

Stars: Most Links of the Chain mentioned + Sage (Totk Link)! No focus/centric Link

Comets & Meteors: Content Warnings: light cussing, & Trigger Warnings: none known.

Please comment if I missed any. /gen

In reference to This Post! Wait, Humans Aren’t just Round-Eared Hylians??

YOUR BRAIN>>>????!!!

This was such a yummy treat tysm for this, sharing is caring 🫶

I absolutely think Humans could be 10x stronger than Hylians, I mean if we base everything abt their universe off of Link weighing ~8 apples lmao

that means swords, armor, broadswords/claymores, battle axes, huge shields, if those weigh abt like fake swords/wooden ones back on earth to us, then i cant even imagine what canons/horses/tree trunks/boulders weigh 💀

like props on a stage weight rather than the real thing lmao

No but how many Links can you fit in one carry??

ok u got a heavier Link on your back, like Time, Twi or Wars, then Four/Wind/Hyrule/Legend (yes he’s light/smaller side, tho he may deny) in ur arms like one Link per arm, maybe 3 Links if you can like wrap ur arms around them

so like 4 Links total? well, Wind or Four r so light/small one could possibly ride on ur shoulders, so 5 LMAO??? that's like half the Chain already AHALJFAfJLL-

on another note,

I LOVEEE ganon being able to hear Guide Reader bc spent too long around them, also i originally based that off of characters who’ve shown they're meta/highly magical kinda (esp the meta part where they may have directly addressed players/broke 4th wall)

No bc Ganon would just be SO fed up by like, Wild’s time, it would literally be EXACTLY like what u said I’d imagine:

(u just playing the game and not realizing until later they can hear you)

Ganon: “ugh that blonde twink again, god when will this plan actually work-?!”

You: “eyyy, Ganon! omg, why’s he?? Hot??? damn, botw best ganon version fr”

Ganon: “you know what maybe you should just kill me right now, hero Link.”

(the thought of Ganon never being able to escape ur voice whenever Link was near him bc u didnt have a body to fight/kill, and instead he just had to deal with ur comments is SENDING ME)

changing subjects again sorry

YES!! that's the weakness/drawback I was thinking abt for Humans in Hyrule, while yes their environment isn't that effective on us, (i like to use “inside a video game” as the reason bc i think its neat)

humans are notoriously fragile in our own world already - we get sick, we get acid-reflux/throw up from bad food/food poisoning, etc.

so it makes sense we’d be more sensitive to this new environment, but even if we got adjusted,

we’re more external-proof, not internal-proof

(u know that's another reason why it works for Hylians and not Humans, we aren’t automatically healed by food, but their world does, and even in botw/totk when u have “dubious” food, its never inedible, its just useless to eat, so technically Hylians can kind of eat most anything off of that logic, like there is no such thing as “bad food” for them)

and u could take this either way tbh,

like we’re either entirely resistant to magic/dont take to it well bc our world didnt have it so potions/fairies don't work and we have to heal naturally

or just yeah, its like ur in a new country tbh, new germs/nature/food/etc. and u def cant guarantee u wont get a little sick from that

this would definitely include genuine poison!

bro the amount of WORRY the Links would feel after realizing the human guide guy who’s physically here now can barely handle their food??

Wild’s making a thorough list of what foods work for you and what don't, like safe foods to go back on, including recipes,

the way Time/Wars would absolutely be willing to take little detours/stop by towns more to make sure you have the right food you can eat,

and even tho Wild’s cooking, Sage is constantly testing for poison, like the dish itself, the herbs/plants, every ingredient needs to be extra safe even by Hylian standards (like not eating adventurous stuff like pufferfish or smth that could possibly have poison if cooked wrong/not enough etc)

that is to say, even if Wild makes a new recipe/other meal, he always has a backup safe meal to give you instead on those nights, and just way too many in general (yes he knows it doesn't buff ur health but he cant help his Hylians instincts to stuff the hurt person’s face with food ok??)

Hyrule! Is!! Losing!!! It!!!!

he has all the healing magic in the world and the one man he wants to help the most, for keeping him from being lonely on his adventure/looking out for him/being on his side no matter what, now he finds out he can’t even help them??

mans would literally keep trying to heal u til he’s drained it all out to just try and get the wound to close, if u didnt stop him

U get injured for the first time, and while a bruise/cut taking weeks to heal (depending on how bad) is normal to you, Hyrule + lowkey everyone is Freaking Out

Wounds DO NOT take weeks to heal?? They take hours at most??? Dude, are you dying-

(Wind got elbowed for that one, purely bc he voiced Sky/Hyrule/Wild/Twi paranoia out loud lol)

that is going with the version ur mostly unaffected by magic, but u could also do the human thing where we get adjusted to things over time (at least more than nothing), including food/sickness

The way All the Links just surround you or outright don’t let you come into crowded parts of town so ur poor immune system wont make u sick again 😭

on the bright side they'd all get rlly good at preventative measures like this, and taking care of sick you lol

(yes, u bribed Wind to get little bro cuddles when ur sick, it wasn't hard, he sees u as the most genuine bigger bro probably bc ur likely hte most affectionate out of all the Links)

(should I get into cultural differences between humans/hylians like humans being more openly cuddly/affectionate? like how in humans are space orcs fandom they acknowledge its unusual for us to “packbond” so easily to so many different species? and how this could possibly apply to not only Hylians but any Friend-shaped creatures across the Hyrules?? ..nah. I’ll save that for another post)

AND YES!! feel free to shoot rambles/thoughts/not even requests my way! Id love to talk abt it or just post it for the world to marvel at too lol

ohh mY God;; YOU HAVE MEMES FOR THIS?? PLEASEEEE SHOW ME????

thank you for this, srsly /pos

Peace out,

🌙

[hentagirl]

Hickey

Giyu x Was Innocent Male Reader

Context: Giyu had a delicious drink but this drink had special affects..

Warning: aphrodisiac use, creampie, hickeys, first time for Y/n, corruption, oral, non-con

(Art not mine!)

__________დ

“Oh Giyu Hi!!” a woman with long hair approached Giyu who had a annoyed expression on “Oh Hi.” this woman would pester Giyu everytime “I brought you a your favorite juice~” the woman handed him a suspicious drink that made Giyu raise his eyebrow “Hello Giyu!” a young boy with a cheery expression appeared the woman wrinkled her face clearly annoyed that the boy showed up “Hello Y/n” said Giyu showing a little smile “Ooo what’s that?” asked Y/n “Oh it’s a strawberry drink wanna taste?” answered Giyu the woman immediately freaked out and had a angry look on her face “but Giyu that was made for you~” said the woman Giyu wished she was a demon so he could behead her he hated her so much the woman would always treat Y/n like a peasant whenever he appeared

‘G-Giyu i don’t think your friend likes me very much..’ Giyu widened his eyes seeing the young boy crying ‘what did she do?..” asked Giyu “she ordered me around like i was a peasant do i really look like one?..” asked Y/n “No you don’t you look beautiful why don’t i get you more beautiful clothes.” Y/n panicked “i-i don’t need new clothes you already bought me some yesterday!” panicked Y/n “that’s the benefit of being a hashira i get paid a lot.” said Giyu smiling only a smile only Y/n is allowed to see when they are alone

Y/n took a sip of the strawberry drink “It taste amazing!” smiled the young boy “well we better get going bye um.” Giyu awkwardly looked at the woman he forgot her name the woman angrily walked away leaving Y/n confused and Giyu satisfied “Let’s go home Y/n.” said Giyu not before taking a huge sip from the strawberry drink.

When they came back home Y/n was feeling a bit sick so he went to the butterfly hashira “so what is it?” asked Y/n worried Shinobu looked at him smiling as usual “have you and Giyu drank anything lately?” asked Shinobu “hmm oh this lady she’s G-Giyu’s friend..” “Ah i get it she must’ve put something in your drink.” said Shinobu she was very smart “huh? but why would she want to poison Giyu?..” asked Y/n his eyes filled of innocent Shinobu looked at Y/n and frowned “the woman didn’t try to poison Giyu she was trying to get him in bed with her.” said Shinobu she saw how confused Y/n was “your so innocent.. how much did Giyu drink?” said Shinobu “he drank the whole bottle?” said Y/n confused “maybe you should stay here tonight Giyu might not be himself at the moment..” said Shinobu “I-I can’t leave him what if he’s poisoned!” panicked Y/n “Here is a antidote make sure Giyu drinks it.” said Shinobu “and please be careful.” said Shinobu “Bye bye” Y/n hugged Shinobu and walked away with the antidote

“Giyu im home!” Y/n didn’t here anything he looked around “he must’ve left for work..” said Y/n to himself he suddenly felt the wind push him to the futon he turned around seeing Giyu who was scary looking he suddenly felt something large poke him “um Giyu a-are you ok?” said Y/n scared “I’m so much better now that your here darling~” Giyu smiled unusual he quickly attacked Y/n’s neck making him whimper he felt so embarrassed and scared “G-Giyu!” Y/n felt him hump his behind like a dog “I’m sorry Y/n but i really need you~” Giyu took of Y/n’s clothes the young boy tried covering himself but it was no use Giyu had pulled the blanket off him “G-Giyu please don’t..” Y/n was super red ‘this isn’t how his first time was suppose to go like!’ Y/n saw Giyu pull his uniform off showing his cock that was red Y/n felt Giyu pull him and felt his warm long tongue enter his insides “G-Giyu..” Y/n moaned his name making Giyu smirk Y/n could feel Giyu’s tongue reach that spot that made him see stars “are you enjoying yourself?” questioned Giyu, Y/n couldn’t respond due to the fact he was covering his moans on the poor pillow “mhm!” was all he could say Giyu felt Y/n tighten and he took out his tongue making Y/n whine Y/n turned around his face stained with tears “you look so cute begging for my tongue to go back into this hole you want my cock don’t you?~” teased Giyu “h-hurry up!” said Y/n he was to embarrassed and was super red he felt something large stretch his tight hole making him whimper in pain he felt more tears roll down his face “don’t worry darling soon you’ll feel much better~” Giyu sucked on Y/n’s neck creating dark purple hickeys Y/n closed his eyes not wanting to see Giyu after a bit Y/n told him it was ok to move Y/n opened his eyes feeling Giyu thrust and it felt fantastic just one thrust and he was already reaching his prostate “hng…deeper please..” begged Y/n, Giyu smirked he put Y/n’s leg on his shoulder giving him more access to move deeper “Hng hahh~” Y/n was seeing stars everytime Giyu’s long cock moved inside him Y/n scratched Giyu’s back creating long red marks “i’m gonna fill you up so much..” said Giyu panting he thrusted one final time and Y/n felt Giyu’s hot liquid fill his insides Y/n sighed happy that it was over he closed his eyes feeling sleep when he felt Giyu flip him over “i’m still not done with you darling~” smirked Giyu

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Bonus

“Hey Giyu where is Y/n??” asked Mitsuri “he wasn’t feeling well so he decided to stay at home.” said Giyu “Tomioka maybe you should cover your neck i can see the dark hickeys Y/n had left on you~” teased Shinobu, Mitsuri had her eyes wide open and was blushing “Giyu was so pissed off but couldn’t do anything since they were going at a hashira meeting.

[dongminz]

my reality . . ᝰ.ᐟ (han taesan)

pairing: nonidol!taesan x fem!reader; genre: fluff, highschool au, opposites attract; warnings: cursing

ᯓᡣ𐭩 what happens when han taesan, a quiet boy with a cold demeanor, falls for a girl working part-time at his favorite record shop?

𐙚 cart • wc: 610 | please ignore grammatical errors!

chapter 1: there was something special in the air previous ✦ chapter list ✦ character desc ✦ next

“han dongmin, myung jaehyun. can you stay after class?". the boys look at each other confused. did they do something wrong? “dude did you do something stupid again?” the two-toned-haired boy asked his friend. “what?? no, i didn’t do anything” the puppy-like boy replied, pouting. “boys, there's a festival coming up 2 months from now and i wanted to ask if your band could perform? preferably 3-5 songs, you can perform an original song too if you want.” after hearing this, the puppy-like boy replied excitedly “we would be happy too!! thank you, sir!” 

woonhak + hyungs (new messages) myungjae: GUYS GUESS WHAT riririwoo: what?? woonhakie: WHAT myungjae: WE'RE PREORFMOSNGNWEFDKVKVK sungho: we're what?? taesan: we're performing at the school festival sungho: WHAT woonhakie: WHAT riririwoo: WHAT leehan: ???

“dude i can’t believe we’re gonna perform” a slightly younger boy says. “we have to get our lineup ready, do we even have any unreleased songs??” sungho says panicking, “chill, me, woonhak, and taesan can write it” jaehyun says reassuring sungho. woonhak asks “should we work on it today? jaehyun are you free after school?”. “yeah sure, i think i’m free today. go text taesan if he’s free too”. the younger boy replied, “alright”

taesan hyung (online 🟢) woonhakie: hi hyung taesan hyung: whats up woonhakie: just wondering if you were free after school, me n jaehyun hyung are gonna start writing some songs for the festival taesan hyung: sorry, i dont think i’ll be able to join you guys i gotta help my mom w something, and theres some new releases at the record shop that i wanna check out woonhakie: alright, let me just tell hyung

after school, taesan walks to the record shop near his house excited to see what new vinyls they had in stock. when he entered, he hears a familiar tune. ‘oh it’s reality by richard sanderson’ he realizes. it was a song his father used to play in the car when he was younger.

he was looking around the shop humming to it’s tune, until a specific vinyl caught his eye. it was the a song for you by the carpenters album. “ooo that’s a good one!!” a girl suddenly commented about the vinyl, “that just got in stock today! it’s a really good album, one of my favorites from it is top of the world!”. taesan didn’t know why but it felt like his whole world just stopped. was it because she also liked the same song as he did? was it the way her dimples showed while she was ranting? or maybe it was just the way her eyes sparkled while she was so deeply engrossed about her interest.

“hellooo?? sir are you there?” flustered because he didn’t hear her, taesan had replied “oh sorry, what were you saying again?”. “that’s alright! i said that you could rent the vinyl out for 6 days if you weren’t ready to buy it yet!” the girl answered cheerfully. “oh alright i’ll keep that in mind, thank you”, the girl had nodded with a smile in reply. taesan left the shop soon after looking around a bit more, but he couldn’t keep her out of his head. it was as though there was something special in the air making him feel this way. wait, what? him, han taesan. the boy who had always focused on his music and paid no attention to the girls at school, has a girl stuck on his mind? suddenly he felt his phone vibrate.

mom (3 new messages) mom: taesan?? where are you? you said you would help me, did you forget? you better be here in 10 minutes.

oh shit.

author’s note: please keep in my that this is my first au!! i’m not used to writing yet so it might not be the best 🥹 but nonetheless !! i hope you guys will enjoy it 🫶 trying to improve everyday :))

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[little-miss-dilf-lover]

Ooo can I also please request a Tangerine x fem!civilian!reader where Y/n is is Tangerine’s wife and one day she is at home alone (in the mansion she shares with Tan and Lem), while her husband and brother in law are on a job, and she hears the door and thinks it’s them coming home, until the door slams shut and things downstairs are being destroyed (it’s one of the twin’s enemies). Y/n runs to her and Tan’s room, and shakily grabs the gun that Tan told her to grab in case of emergency (he taught her how to use it). The bad guys find her and she has to defend herself, the Twins coming home to her covered in blood and sobbing/hyperventilating+ Tangerine taking her into his arms and holding her close, petting her hair 🥺

🥹love it. thank you for requesting, hope you like it💌

incase of emergency

tangerine x fem!reader

wc || 0.5k

warnings || mentions of blood, weapons & death

masterlist + rules

taglist

Tangerine and Lemon have been away on a mission for the last few days, so that meant you were home alone in the mansion you shared with the twins. It was coming up to the time they said they’d be back, so when you hear the front door slam shut, you happily make your way to the landing to greet them. Immediately stopping in your tracks when you hear smashing and clattering from downstairs. Ducking to the floor, quietly crawling back into the bedroom. Carefully standing up to retrieve a gun from your bedside table. Panic settles in when you hear an indistinct conversation from the living room. Covering your mouth to stop your heavy breathing so you could hear what they were saying.

“Where’s his girl? Her car is there.”

Eyes bugging out your head when you realise they were talking about you. Ducking behind the bed, with your gun directed at the bedroom door. Trying your best to contain your shaky hands.

Footsteps ‘stealthily’ rush up the stairs, creeping around doors to find you. But when you see three figures appear in front of the door you pull the trigger, aiming at all of their chests without a second thought. Peeking up from the bed to make sure they’re down, you rush over to them, dragging them out of the way of the door so you could slam it shut.

Lugging their heavy weight, grip made difficult from their already red-saturated clothing.

Tears prickle as you shut the door, running into the walk-in wardrobe and cowering yourself in the safe nook. Bringing your knees to your chest so you could cry. Sobbing into your knees, waiting impatiently for Tangerine and Lemon to return home.

As someone who is married to one of the deadliest pair of assassins, it wasn’t uncommon for you to be used as bait between vendettas. The twins had many created enemies over the years. So much so, that as soon as you started dating, he taught you everything he knew; teaching you how to load and use guns, practice aim, and even the correct way of disposing bodies. He taught you how to protect yourself if the unthinkable happened.

So now, you were huddled in a small space, silently sobbing to yourself, desperately trying to remember their words of encouragement.

You hear cars pull up out front with two worried yells following shortly after. “Y/N!” Footsteps stamp up the stairs, heavily running across the wooden floor, urgently trying to find you.

“Y/N!” Your husband's panicked voice shouts from behind the door, noticing the pile of dead bodies pooled in blood.

He busts the door open, frantically looking around until he sees you curled up on the floor hyperventilating. Immediately rushing over and falling to his knees beside you. Anxious hands checking your pulse. A genuine sigh of relief escapes him, “are- are you hurt?” He questions, already thinking the worst.

“No.” You quietly mumble.

“Oh thank fuck- I’m so sorry… I’m so so sorry.” Pulling you into his lap, holding you close to his chest. His comforting hands brushing over the back of your hair to calm you. “I thought I lost you.” He muffles into the crown of your head.

@tangerinesgf

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@earth-elemental18

@ashlynhasmanyhyperfixations

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[fiction-is-life]

Ooo bickering prompts? The one about reading in bed is adorable ☺️ I could see Benedict being all “please, I’m trying to sleep and you keep gasping and shouting at your book.” Then they’d probably either ridicule each other’s hobbies OR he’d say he can give her something better to gasp and shout about 😉😁

Love this prompt! Thank you for the request and hope you are doing well! Benedict would get soooo annoyed, lol, here you go!!!

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You felt his eyes on you, but you couldn't look away from the grisly tale splashed across the pages of your novel. He sighed and let his warm hand creep across your midriff. You leaned into him, but your eyes didn't leave the pages.

Benedict pulled you closer and laid his head on the pillow, closing his eyes finally. You scratched his head absentmindedly as you turned the page.

Half an hour past and Benedict had almost fallen asleep, but he was jarred awake at your shout. He shot up. "What? What happened?" he asked, panicked.

Your mouth hung open slightly, no answer falling out of it for a moment. "That's it? That's how the author ends the book?" you practically scream, making your husband sigh in relief that you were ~ physically ~ alright.

He drug his hand down his face. "(Y/N)...haven't we talked about this before? No reading in bed," he rasped with his sleepy voice.

You pouted. "I remember talking about that, but I know I didn't agree to it, Benedict."

He groaned, but threw his best puppy dog eyes at you. "Don't you care about your poor husband's rest? How can I get 40 winks with this candle burning all night?" he whined.

"Aw, you poor baby, you can't sleep? What about when you keep me up all night while you sketch?" you mocked him playfully, grabbing his cheeks and giving them a squeeze.

He batted your hands away, growling. The next thing you knew he had pinned your arms above your head, his lithe body hovering over yours.

"How about I give you something to shout about, wife? Make you forget about that stupid book."

You smirked. "What book?"

~

[t3a-tan]

Tiny Oliver, big Jamai, and tiny Sammy, with 17 and 18?

17. “I don’t care how big you are, I will fight you!”

18. “Please don’t try to fight someone literally ____ times your size.”

Ooo I can't express how excited I was to write a Jamai g/t interaction for the first time in ages ^^

From this!

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Oliver wasn’t exactly sure what happened; one moment he and Sammy were headed to the nearby creek in order to refill the water tank, and the next there was a sudden blinding bright light. When they opened their eyes they were no longer in the same spot they once stood in, although they were clearly still in a forest.

The unfamiliar forest was flourishing and bursting with life. The grass was soft, wildflowers and clovers dotted all across the forest floor, and there were trees tens of metres tall. The canopy of golden leaves was so thick that it allowed almost no sunlight through— and yet the forest was illuminated by iridescent moss hanging onto the trunks of the towering trees.

The gentle sound of a babbling brook could be heard in the distance, alongside the singing and chirping of birds flying high above their heads. It was peaceful; like a paradise completely isolated from society, where nature had been allowed to prosper rather than being destroyed for convenience or to make space for new buildings. Oliver found the sight simply breathtaking.

“Where the fuck are we??” Sammy wasn’t in as much awe as her cousin, more preoccupied with what had happened and why on earth they were suddenly surrounded by a giant unfamiliar landscape. Oliver bristled, glancing over his shoulder at her.

“Language. And…I’m not exactly certain.” He reached out and squeezed her hand reassuringly, a smile pressing at the corners of his lips. Despite his own confusion and growing concern over the situation he didn’t want her to panic. “I’m sure it’s only temporary though… in any case, I’m here to protect you now, okay?”

Sammy’s furrowed brows and panicked gaze faded at his words. She knew she was a much more capable fighter and survivor than Oliver was, but his reassurances still provided her with the comfort she had been deprived of for so long. She remained vigilant but nodded.

Oliver hummed.

“This is definitely not the forest I live in, or one nearby… I’ve mapped out every inch of them and yet I’ve never seen such golden leaves, even in autumn.” He let go of Sammy’s hand and walked over to the base of one of the immense trees, brushing a hand against the bark to feel the texture. It was smooth and almost soft, unlike the cracked bark of the oak trees Oliver was used to. “If only I had my notebook…”

“Nerd.” Sammy remarked with a chuckle before taking a look around for herself, walking towards a blossoming pink flower that had green vine-like tendrils coming out of it and burrowing into the ground. As she wandered closer to the odd plant, suddenly a voice spoke up.

“I wouldn’t suggest approaching that nephorus any further. You’ll get eaten.”

Sammy cried out in surprise, noticing the sudden appearance of a giant shadow that now enveloped her entire form. She spun around, falling onto her behind and coming face to face with two boots that could easily snuff her out of existence. She couldn’t help the way her heart started racing, her gaze slowly panning upwards to the masked face of the man looming high above her.

He was standing up straight, only a few inches away from her with his head angled downwards, his expression completely indecipherable. Sammy’s muscles froze up and she found herself incapable of making any sound in that moment.

Oliver heard the voice and was startled too— there was no sound of footsteps or any sign that there was a human nearby after all— but he recovered quickly, focusing on Sammy instead as he could see that she had gone still. He hastily made the short distance to where she was sitting, tapping her on the shoulder to help her stop holding her breath. The stranger simply watched, unmoving, and Oliver wasn’t paying them his attention yet.

“Sammy? Take a breath. You’re not hurt, are you?” He pulled her up to a stand, seeing how she immediately snapped out of her frozen state but remained tense and twitchy. It was the kind of reaction he expected– and even an improvement when considering how she had first reacted to James. Sammy shook her head to signify she wasn’t hurt and Oliver sighed with relief, before turning his attention up to the stranger.

He squinted, finding it difficult to tilt his head back so far but doing so anyway in order to make some form of eye contact with the…extremely tall man. As he looked at them he took notice of a few odd features; they weren’t dressed normally for a human, they had horns poking out from their teal hair, there was a pair of red wings folded behind them, and a pointed red tail lay still on the ground. Oliver certainly didn’t understand it, but for now he had something else to say.

“Could you please take a few steps back and crouch down? My cousin is just a bit nervous around larger folk.” He requested politely, ignoring her muttered ‘no im not’ which came right after. A few silent moments passed before the man obliged, stepping back once and crouching down, his intense stare clear even with it obscured by the mask covering the top half of his face. Oliver smiled graciously only to blink at what was said next.

“You are trespassing. Outsiders are not allowed in my forest. Leave or I’ll have to use force.” The winged-man stated simply, leaning down slightly to make his point clearer. Although the somewhat aggressive wording made Oliver somewhat concerned, he was sure that the man could be reasoned with or he wouldn’t have crouched down in the first place. Before he could respond though, Sammy found her edge and stepped forwards in front of him.

“You can’t tell us what to do!” She huffed, glaring as she looked up at the intimidating figure above them both. Although she was trembling and internally screaming at herself for picking a fight that might actually be reciprocated, she held steady in her statement. Oliver face-palmed from behind her.

The stranger’s lips pulled into a frown, and two giant clawed hands suddenly planted on the grass on either side of the two borrowers, causing the ground to shake slightly under his weight. His sharp teeth were bared as he spoke, his tone showing a hint of annoyance.

“I don’t suggest picking a fight with me. You don’t even reach the length of my thumb…” He pointed out, a slight growl in his tone as he moved his hand closer to make his point clear, watching the tiny girl stumble back in surprise at the motion. He placed his hand back down without touching her, simply staring down at the two tiny people that had suddenly appeared in his forest.

Sammy quickly tried to regain her composure after the small scare, gritting her teeth in frustration. She hated being looked down on; having her own fear and insecurities pointed out to her so directly.

“I don’t care how big you are, I will fight you!” She insisted, stepping forward again with a scowl. She crossed her arms, to hide her trembling hands, keeping her feet planted in the soil whilst looking death in the eyes. She knew this was a terrible way to deal with humans— but it was an instinct she developed during her time in the lab, and the habit was hard to break.

The towering stranger seemed to pause for a moment as if taken aback, only to lean in closer with a snarl.

“You—”

“Wait wait wait… Calm down, the both of you.” Oliver suddenly stepped in between them with both of his hands out as if physically keeping them apart, despite the fact that he would not be able to hold off the giant man even if he used all of his strength and more. His expression was serious and his tone was stern, seeing how quickly things were getting out of hand and wanting to stop it before communication became impossible. He sighed, looking at his cousin with a pleading expression. “Please don’t try to fight someone literally 30-or-so times your size.”

Jamai bristled at the sight of the tiny man standing on the grass who seemed unaffected by his intimidation techniques, tail starting to slowly sway behind him with interest. He had never seen people this small before besides his older sister— but even she would be about twice their size. They didn’t look like how he had heard pixies being described either. Regardless though, it felt itchy and uncomfortable when there were unwelcome presences in his forest, and unless they left or he gave them permission to pass through his forest that sensation would only get worse.

He couldn’t give them permission without determining their intentions though…That would be reckless.

Jamai’s deep frown soon faded as the tiny man then met his gaze directly, his serious expression replaced with a polite smile as if he was greeting a friend rather than a dangerous dryad. He leaned back again slightly, so they wouldn’t have to look directly upwards.

“We aren’t sure how we got here. Or where here is exactly… There was a flash of light and then we were in this forest. If you could give us some directions, we’d happily be on our way— it wasn’t our intention to intrude in the first place.” Oliver explained, looking up at the giant stranger and trying to convey his sincerity in his body language. Sammy stayed behind him this time, biting her tongue to avoid saying anything more she might regret; it wasn’t just her who would suffer now after all.

Jamai squinted with suspicion, scrutinising the tiny man’s expression for deception, but finding nothing. He let out a huff from his nostrils, before sitting back a bit more, withdrawing his hands from where they had been placed to rest his chin on instead. The mention of a light brought about a few questions, and he was beginning to have his own theories of what had happened… The two tiny people didn’t smell like locals after all.

“Hmm… I believe you. But you’re much too small to pass through this forest safely. I’ll escort you.” He decided with a small nod of approval to himself. He had to get to the bottom of where they were from after all, so whilst escorting them he could also gather more information. They smelled almost like humans, but they were much too small to qualify, and now his curiosity was piqued.

Sammy groaned slightly, dreading the thought of being escorted around by someone so big and dangerous. Oliver, on the other hand, smiled and offered his hand.

“Then we’ll be in your care. My name is Oliver Oakwood, and this is my cousin Sammy.” He introduced himself, fingers splayed out and ready for a handshake despite the fact that the size difference would make it practically impossible.

“Why would you tell him my name…!” Sammy protested in a hushed tone, her pitch becoming squeaky as she gripped Oliver’s shoulder’s tightly from behind him, still staring up at the giant stranger.

He seemed confused by Oliver’s gesture, and the borrowers could almost hear the gears in his head turning. Eventually he reached forward with his index finger, lightly tapping Oliver’s forearm, his lips thinned into an awkward frown. He didn’t seem to know what a handshake was, and so Oliver lowered his hand again, still smiling.

“And what is your name?” He asked. The giant winged-man seemed to pause again, debating whether to say. After a few moments though he responded.

“I am Jamai.”

[themultifandomgal]

From 2010- Judges Houses

2010

Part 2

When I found out I was in Cheryl’s group I was ecstatic. I have been a fan of girls aloud and Cheryl’s solo career. However, after I sang my song Cheryl felt being a solo artist wasn’t going to be right for me. Like Simon had said before she said I was missing something. So Cheryl rang up Simon and they had a discussion. I now stand outside of Simons house not really sure what’s going on

“Ok YN. Cheryl and I have spoken and we feel like you would do well in a group. So we would like to try that if your ok with that”

“Erm yeah of course”

“Ok come meet the groups” I follow Simon into the large house where I see many people sat on sofas. One I recognise from when I auditioned “I want to try you in Belle Amie first”

“Ok” I give Simon a small smile and nod. The girls stand up and we are asked to sing together. I can tell from the get go though our voices aren’t blending right and I don’t feel like we have much chemistry, so Simon suggests the group of boys, one direction. At first I’m apprehensive, a girl in a boy band? Well it will no longer be a boy band if I was to join. But as soon as we start singing I can tell our voices suit

“You were the missing puzzle piece” Simon comments “not only will you bring in the girls but now the boys as well. You look good together. Do you think you can work together?” Simon asks. I look at the boys who all smile and nod their heads. I look back to Simon and nod my head “right you better all head off, get to know each other and start rehearsing” with that Simon walks away

“It’s good to see you again YN”

“You too” Niall pulls me into a hug

“You know each other?” a guy with curly hair says

“Yeah YN and I met during the auditions. YN meet Zayn, Liam, Harry and Louis”

“Hi” I smile giving the boys a little wave

“So you’re our missing piece then?” Harry asks smiling a little

“Welcome to One Direction YN” Zayn says and we all fall into a group hug.

Over the next few days we all get to know one another as well as rehearsing to sing in front of Simon. Unfortunately while we had a beach day Louis cut his foot while in the sea meaning he ended up going to hospital. We sit outside the house waiting for him to return. We film our VT for the X-Factor

“Louis was in the sea earlier and he cut up his foo’ and it’s swollen up pri’y bad” Harry says

“We’re all panicking a little because we don’t know when he’s gonna get here and what’s gonna happen ya know with the performance”

“And for us that’s really bad because we haven’t had much time as it is, we’ve just been put together and YN only joined us 2 days ago” Liam continues from Zayn.

Thankfully we don’t have to wait long and Louis is back. We all run over to him and wrap him up into the biggest hug

“Do you think you’ll be ok to perform?” I ask looking at his swollen foot

“Yeah, just hurts a bit when I put pressure on it”

“What was it?” Liam asks

“Sea urchin”

“Simon’s waiting for you guys” one of the produces says walking over to us

“Ok let’s do this!” Zayn claps his hands and we follow the guy to where Simon is sat

“Well I can tell which one of you got stung. Is it painful?”

“Very very painful”

“You alright now?”

“Yeah, good”

“Are you feeling confident?”

“We are now” Liam says smiling. Music starts playing and we start singing Torn. Liam starts off with Harry then coming in with the pre-chorus. Zayn, Liam and Niall do the ‘ooo’s’ while Louis and Harry do backing vocals while I sing the chorus.

After we have finished performing, Simon makes his decision while we wait nervously

“Do you think we’ve done enough?” I ask picking at my nails

“I hope so” Zayn breaths out

“I’m not sure I could handle another no”

“You never had a no. You were told you were missing something and now you’ve got us” Niall puts his arm around my shoulder for a hug

“No matter what happens we are a group, we’re friends and will stand by one another” Louis tells us. Simon then calls us and we stand in front of him, arms around one another

“Do you understand why I did what I did?” He asks which we all nod our heads in reply “now you guys have had a disadvantage not only being put together, but also adding YN into the mix, you’ve not had as much time togethe as other groups have. However on a positive note it works. It’s a yes. Don’t disappoint me”

“Yes!” Harry yells. Niall picks me up and swings me around then the others join us in a hug before Harry and Niall then run over to Simon to hug him

“I’m so impressed with all of you and I mean that”

“Thank you so much” tear start to fall down my face

“Don’ cry you’ll make m’cry” Harry says hugging me

“Sorry” I laugh. I can’t believe it were Simons final three!

I immediately phone my dad to tell him we’re through to the live shows, I then ring my best friend and my boyfriend who are all ecstatic.

[cheesysoup-arlo]

4th of July hangout with the gang

*everyone at Regina’s house*

Cady: THIS IS AWESOME *eating a hotdog*

Janis: *feet in the pool, eating a bag of chips and a hotdog*

Regina: my mom said we can go on the roof and watch fireworks if you guys want

Karen: omg I love your roof

Regina: just please stay away from the edge this time

Gretchen: oh my gosh yeah Karen almost fell off last year

Karen: *remembers then giggles* oh yeah

Aaron: *grilling more hotdogs and hamburgers*

Damian: Gretchen did you hear about *gossiping*

Gretchen: *listening intently*

Janis: cads, you gonna be ok with the fireworks? They’re pretty loud

Cady: oh um I think I’ll be ok

Janis: alright but remember you can always go sit inside if it gets to much

Cady: *nods* I brought my headphones just in case like you told me

Regina: who’s spending the night? I have room for all of you but I like a headcount

*everyone raises their hands*

Regina: D you can take the downstairs guest room, Aaron you can take the pull out bed in the living room, Karen and Gretch you can take the upstairs guest room, Cads you can stay with me and Janis in my room of course

Cady: *ketchup on her face* okie dokie *thumbs up*

Janis: *hugs Cady from behind*

Cady: hi *giggles*

Janis: hey, wanna go back in the pool?

Cady: ooo yes please

*cady and Janis go back in the pool, Damian and Gretchen continue to gossip, Aaron is eating and listening to Karen talk about random things, and Regina is just watching it all*

*this sun begins to set, Regina cleans up a little*

Aaron: should we start heading up to the roof?

Regina: yeah can you help everyone get up there? It’s through the attic

Aaron: yeah of course

*Aaron, Gretchen, Karen, and Damian head up to the roof*

Regina: Cady baby, you gonna be ok?

Cady: *mouth full of chips* mhm

Janis: I’m gonna stay inside, take some videos for me

Regina: of course babe, I know you don’t like the noise, kiss?

Janis: *smiles and kisses Regina* you’re so soft sometimes

Regina: oh shut up *blushing lightly*

Cady: I wanna kiss too please

Janis: aw come here honey *kiss*

Cady: *smiles* I love you

Janis: I love you too, and Regina

Regina: I love you both now let’s head to the roof baby

*regina and Cady get on the roof with the rest of the group while Janis gets out her headphones and her weighted blanket in Regina’s room*

*janis changes into one of Cady’s hoodies and Regina’s sweatpants, sits quietly, eating chips, watching her comfort movie, and sketching*

*the fireworks start*

Cady: *small yelp* woah

Regina: you ok baby? *concerned, wraps her arms around Cady*

Cady: *nods* mhm is it all going to be that loud?

Regina: yeah, do you want me to get your noise canceling headphones? do you wanna go inside?

Cady: headphones please *fidgeting a little*

Regina: ok I’m gonna text J to bring them

-Reggie- hey J can you bring cads headphones up

-J babe- 👍

Janis: *goes to the attic* here *hands Regina Cady’s headphones and comfort weighted lion plush*

Regina: thank you babe *half smiles, quickly going to the slightly panicked Cady*

Cady: *face lights up seeing the plush* Leo! *grabs the lion* thanks

Regina: *puts the headphones on Cady, kissing her forehead and holding her hand*

Cady: *more calmed down, enjoying the colors of the fireworks with out the overstimulation of the noise*

Regina: *recording the fireworks and a little bit of Cady and the group*

*as the fireworks come to an end for the most part, everyone decides to head back inside*

*they all exchange good nights and hugs*

Regina: *opens the door to her room*

Janis: *takes off her headphones* all done?

Regina: *nods*

Janis: *looks over at a very sleepy cady* hi

Cady: *waves* hi

Regina: we’re gonna get changed

Cady: then cuddle?

Regina: yeah baby then cuddle *chuckles lightly*

Janis: I’ll put on a movie for us

Cady: can it be a kids movie?

Janis: lion king?

Cady: *gasps excitedly* yes please

Regina: *laughs a little* get changed out of those outside clothes so we can lay down dork

*Cady and Regina get changed into pajamas, Regina wears a silk pajama set, Cady wears an over sized lion king t-shirt she keeps at Regina’s and some shorts*

*puts on the movie*

Cady: *happy stims* lion king lion king lion king *hugs her lion plush*

Janis: *eating sour gummy worms*

Regina: j babe I don’t like when you eat in my bed

Janis: but the fireworks are scary and I wanna sit with my girlfriends while I eat my gummies *pout*

Regina: ugh fine whatever just share them at least

Janis: yay *shares the gummy worms*

*the three of them enjoy the large bag of sour gummy worms and Lion King, Cady is the first to fall asleep*

Janis: pssst I thinks cads is asleep

Regina: mhm we should go to sleep too

Janis: *yawns* ok

Regina: good night babe

Janis: night night *yawns*

A/N: this writing style was the only way I could motivate myself to write and this took longer than I wanted to write especially given how short it is but I hope you enjoy and I’m really trying to get back into writing lol

[hauntingkiki]

Ashe x mute rodeo clown reader prompts

she finds you funnier then she'd ever admit

her and bob would defend you from trouble

you give her a matching clown nose as a gift and she’d beat up anyone who laughs her for wearing it for the day

ooo!! it’s been a hot min since i’ve done a request but here we go!

Unthinkable Pals

Ashe x Mute! Rodeo Clown! Reader

Overwatch

2nd POV

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“get out of my neck of the woods, cole!” the cowgirl snapped, shooting the gun that she held in her right hand at the man, watching the cowboy speed off on a motorcycle.

her motorcycle that he stole months ago.

adjusting her hat and tossing the revolver that she held in her grasp to the dusty ground, she turned to look behind her, a faint sigh escaping her lips as she watched her robot friend pull you up from the ground.

hissing, she grasped at her forearm, leaning on a nearby rock before peeling her hand away, blood coating her hand as well as her arm, dripping down her fingertips and onto the orange ground below.

you perked up at the sound of the girl hissing, slowly walking to her. you bent down, cocking your head to the side whist holding a hand out towards her wound.

“i’m fine.” her thick accent rolled off her tongue like whisky, slight pain lingering in her voice as she winced again before relaxing, chucking at your shocked facial expression. “really. no need to worry your pretty little head, smiles.” she went to ruffle your hair before pausing, realizing that both her hands were covered in blood.

you held up a finger at the girl, pulling out a very long chain of assorted colored rags from your left sleeve, a small pile collecting at ashe’s feet as she watched with wide eyes and a slight chuckle. you untied one of the rags, wiping the blood that dripped down her arm before shoving the bloodied green cloth into your left hand, it seemingly disappearing out of thin air when you wrapped a few rags around her bullet wound.

“you really are full of surprises, aren’t ya?” she chuckled, scoffing as you swallowed the remaining cloths, clapping slightly with a nod. ashe looked around spotting a nearby gas station. “come on, smiles, bob, i gotta wash up.” she jerked her head towards the station, walking over to the building with a hiss, you and bob following after her.

walking inside the gas station, the worker acknowledged the three of you, instantly knowing who you were without even looking up. “cassidy causing problems?” he asked, his back turned towards the door as he cleaned up the shelves that were behind the counter.

ashe chuckled, grabbing the needed supplies off of the shelves. she handed you a few supplies as well; bandages, whisky, and cotton rolls. “that son of a bitch always is.” she scoffed, heading over to the counter with you in tow.

you both placed the items on the counter, allowing the cashier scan them before telling the price.

sighing, ashe pulled out the money that was needed and dropped it into his hands, snatching her whisky and strutting towards the bathroom, calling out to you as you stumbled, supplies in hand as you chased her down.

once you both were in the singe bathroom, she placed her bottle onto the counter, opening it before taking a swig. “think you could play doctor for me?” she smirked, pointing at the medical equipment with her glass.

your eyes shot open, darting between the equipment and at ashe, repeating this action a few times before slowly nodding, take the colorful rags off her arm.

ashe watched intently as you worked your magic, taking the occasional gulp of whisky to calm her panicked nerves as her arm pulsed.

the two of you stayed silent throughout the whole session, the only sound echoing faintly in the small bathroom was the sound of ashe swallowing and the equipment moving around.

“say.” ashe started, swirling the alcohol around its container.

you perked up for a moment before going back to your work, nodding towards the girl as a sign that you were listening.

she placed the glass onto the counter, moving her arm around once you finished wrapping the bandages on her arm. smirking faintly, she placed her hand on her chest. “i got a match later tonight, got an outfit that needs a little…statement.” she waved her hand in front of your face, her eyes twinkling. “think you can do my makeup for little old me, smiles?”

you took a step back, exaggerating a silent gasp which made the platinum blonde chuckle with a head shake. you threw your arms around her shoulders, smiling brightly as you bounced up and down on your heels. you, surprisingly, had your makeup on hand and you eagerly began to start.

ashe plopped herself atop of the counter, removing her hat which she placed on her lap. she noticed two clips that were in your hands and gladly accepted, pinning her hair out of her face.

you grabbed your face paint pallet, spraying it with your small water bottle before grabbing your huge brush that you used for your base. smearing it into the white paint, you wiped the white coated brush along her face, making sure to get all the spots you missed. you placed the brush into the sink, getting a different brush and dipping it into the red, doing a similar pattern that you had on your face.

the overall process took about twenty-ish minutes, quicker than the blond was expecting, but after all, this was your specialty. slipping off the counter, she turned around and looked at herself in the mirror. she cooed at herself, leaning forward as she got a closer glance at your handy work. “not too bad, smiles.” she beamed, pulling away from the mirror. she hummed in thought, dropping her hat back onto her head before her fists attached themselves to her hips. “it’s missin something, don’t cha think?”

you tapped your chin a few times before snapping your finger, pulling out a red, foam clown nose from your pocket. you squeezed it, a ‘honk’ echoing in the bathroom which sent you into a silent laughing fit.

ashe snorted, bitting on her lip as you shakily put the nose on her for, the two of you still giggling at the nose. “thanks, smiles.” she huffed, placing a hand on your shoulder with a light squeeze. “your a good kid, ya know that?”

rolling your eyes, you held up a finger before pressing at her chest then pointing a thumb at yourself.

“your right, your right.” she threw her hands up in defense. “i’m a year older than you, i should be WAY nicer to you.”

you nodded, acting like you were wiping away your tears that pooled at your eyes.

smiling, she looked at her watch before slumping. “i gotta go, smiles.” she muttered, heading to the bathroom door. she opened it, stopped and turned to you. “you know where to find me afterwards, yeah?”

you nodded, a small smile on your lips.

“good.” she walked out of the bathroom, leaving the gas station with bob.

•••

ashe smirked as she walked over to her team, gun over her shoulder as her cowboy boots clicked on the tile. “sorry i’m late fellas.” she cooed, waving her fingers at lucio who whistled at the sharp shooter.

“man, you’re lookin’ clean!” he gasped, snapping in applause as she spun around, showing off her clown themed outfit.

she snickered at the dj, jerking at hand at him. “not so bad yourself.” she nodded in approval, humming at the 80’s themes outfit he had on.

winston decided that for the next few weeks, everyone is allowed to wear whatever they wanted, as long as it fitted the dress code, of course.

“ah, just a little something i threw together.” he waved her off, the two walking, lucio skating, over to the doors that were shut tightly.

cassidy watched the two, laughing loudly as he shuffled over to the two of them. “what in the world is this?” he mocked, pressing at the red nose, the ‘honk’ echoing in the room which made cole laugh even harder.

ashe gritted her teeth, clenching at her gun. “hold…my gun.” she snapped through gritted teeth, passing her rifle over to luico who took it with a worried look. ashe cracked her knuckles before taking a swing, landing a punch right on the side of the cowboy’s jaw.

“ASHE, NO!”

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i hope you enjoyed!! i went down the platonic route, with ashe kind of flirting at y/n😭

but! nonetheless, i hope you enjoyed!!

[redsoul-writing]

Ooo, can I get headcannons with Mihawk and Zoro (seperate please!) of an fem!S/O who hasn't ever trained with swords/doesn't really fight but is for some reason unnaturally talented with swords the first time she picks one up?

Thanks for the suggestion anon! <3

I’m back! I’m sorry for being gone for so long, but you probably don’t care too much, just a stranger on the internet am I right?

Haha, anyway I’m all good now and back to writing. I wasn’t expecting to come back to this many requests though, thanks for the love guys! <3

DRACULE MIHAWK

Mihawk never really cared if you were good with swords or not, that’s not why he loved you. He’d never thought about it, but didn’t peg you for the sword type since you don’t use them.

When he saw you reach to pick up his black blade though, he panicked a little. After all, it was a cursed sword. It is not to be trifled with.

“Wait, Y/n-“ he’d pause and stare in awe for a moment at how you were able to wield the enormous blade.

He’d let you hold it for a bit, but not too long. He’s not stupid, and he’s not taking any chances. You’ve piqued his interest though.

Mihawk would ask if you wanted to train with him, with two wooden blades in his hands.

Once he saw that you were strangely too skilled to be using these (you broke them), he let you use one of his older katanas.

He was surprised at such skill, it’s like you’d been training for years. Of course it wasn’t the best, but it was no beginners skill.

He’d feel a sense of pride in his chest. Look at you, his S/O, so strong and adept.

He’s also happy to have another swords(wo)man in the mansion, he’d never get a straining spar, (at first) but it was definitely amusing.

He’ll train you to the best of his ability, even good enough to match him one day.

RORONOA ZORO

Zoro was sleeping, knocked out in battle. After trying several times to wake him up, you’d noticed that you were both in danger, and you didn’t have your guns.

(Despite not fighting much, you still held on to two revolvers for insurance.)

You thought quickly and took Zoro’s Ichimonji. Of course, this woke Zoro up. Who knew that if you’d really wanted go wake him up, just take a sword or two?

He was still pretty wounded though, and somewhat sleepy. His fluttering eyelids shot open when he realized that you were wielding Ichimonji.

“Oi! Put that down, it’s da-“

You didn’t have much time to debate on whether or not to use it, because a marine soldier forced you to.

He came out of nowhere, and somehow you expertly unsheathed Ichimonji and slashed him. It was a flawless blow.

Zoros eyes widened at your dexterity with his blade. You reminded him of Kuina for a moment.

He proudly smiled towards you.

After that day, Zoro would spar with you and train you to further your skills.

You still used your revolvers, but you hung a katana at your side for battles.

Of course, zoro would compete with you if you ever abandoned your revolvers and aimed for worlds best swordsman, but if he’d lost to you, he wouldn’t be very upset. More so proud. (He’d still ask for a rematch though)

(…Sorry for being gone for almost a month lol)

[nicnacsnonsense]

My new headcanon for Stede, mostly just because I think it’s really funny and you can’t prove that I’m wrong, is that piracy has not been a life long obsession for Stede; rather it’s one of those 2-5 year lasting type of special interests. So while Stede running away was mostly about him slowly dying trapped in his old life and needing to break free and be himself, it’s also a little about that panicked “oh god I can feel my special interest dying and I don’t have a new one to replace it yet, so I’m going to double down hard in a desperate attempt to keep it” mood.

Once he and Ed reunite and work everything out, Ed goes to Stede to tell him that he really and truly doesn���t want to be a pirate anymore. And Ed’s super hesitant and nervous about Stede’s reaction, but Stede’s just like, “Yeah I’m kind of over it myself to be honest. Ooo, let’s quit and start a theater company!”

[canonicallyobserving911]

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Buck & Eddie: 6x14 - Panic Attacks and Cheaters

Both Buck and Eddie made comments in 6x14 “Performance Anxiety” that were JARRING and after thinking about it, I realized why the things they said were so interesting. It seems like their comments about panic attacks and cheaters were callbacks to season 5.

Eddie

When Eddie told Hen, “I do not panic!” everyone sitting at the table with him knew he was lying and the viewers who watched season 5 knew he was lying too.  So… that means one of two things, either Eddie has a severe case of convenient amnesia, which is UNLIKELY, or he lied in CANON to remind the audience that he has in fact had panic attacks.

It appears everyone at the 118 knows Eddie’s had panic attacks and their facial expressions after he said he doesn’t panic proved it. Chimney and Buck looked at each other because Chimney saw Eddie have an attack while they were at the air traffic control tower in 5x1 “Panic” but he didn’t say anything.  Eddie admitted he had them to Buck in 5x2 “Desperate Times” and even though Bobby wasn’t at the table with them in 6x14, he knows about Eddie’s panic too since he saw Eddie have an attack in 5x1 during the same call that Chimney saw him have one.  Chimney and Hen are both paramedics and best friends, therefore it’s very likely he told her about Eddie’s panic attacks too.

Why would Eddie lie about something so important?

It appears he may have lied to remind the audience that he did in fact have them which could have also been to prove that he’s been lying about something else. Since he lied and said he didn’t have panic attacks, even though he did have them, what else could he be lying about?

Hmmm… I wonder what it could be🧐🧐🧐.

His mess

In addition to the lie he told; his chin looked messy because it had spaghetti sauce on it.  Eddie’s been shown eating before but he’s never left food just sitting on his face without him attempting to wipe it off.   At one point, he held a napkin in his hand so it appears he left the mess on his face on purpose.  Some people may think it’s normal but him leaving the spaghetti sauce there could be related to the lie he told the team about him not panicking too since his ex-girlfriend said, after he broke up with her, “Sorry about the mess... but I guess it’s your mess now” and Eddie replied, “Yeah, I guess it is.”  Eddie’s panic was because of his mess and she left it for him to clean up.

While they were discussing Eddie’s blind date, he told them, “I have to figure out how to let her down easy”, Buck replied, “Ooo, you’re not good at that” and Eddie said, “No, I’m not” which appears to be another callback to 5x3 when Eddie told AF, “Maybe you should go home first”.  He doesn’t know how to let a woman down easy but he’s never had any problems articulating himself when he’s talking to Buck.  Also, Buck’s response to Eddie about him not being good at letting women down easy, proves that Buck knows about Eddie telling AF, “Maybe you should go home first”.

Buck

It’s unusual for Buck to get aggressive or for him to make an abrupt statement to a victim while the 118 is on a call.  But in 6x14 when they arrived at the bodybuilders’ competition, he told the contestant’s father, “That’s probably why everyone is so angry.  No one likes a cheater”.

Well… his comment was also a callback to season 5 because he cheated on his girlfriend and the viewing audience was NOT HAPPY about it.  It seems like the show was letting the audience know they heard and read the comments about the way they made Buck a cheater when in the past he never would have cheated especially after he had been catfished in season 1.

In 5x11 “Outside Looking In”, LD kissed him and he kissed her back but instead of him telling his girlfriend what he did, he asked her to move in with him.  While he and Hen were in the Uber, he told her that he stopped the kiss and ran away which was a big fat lie. He finally admitted to TK that he cheated after she had already moved in and she had given up her apartment.  Even though he admitted his mistake and apologized to her, the damage had already been done.

Why did Buck tell the victim “No one likes a cheater”?

It appears his comment was made for two reasons.  First, it was done to remind the audience that he did in fact cheat on his girlfriend and second, the show finally acknowledged the fact that they heard the audience’s frustrations regarding the decision they made to make Buck a cheater.  Even though Buck’s comment was made in the same episode as Eddie’s, it seems like his comment about cheaters didn’t have the same effect as Eddie’s comment about him not having panic attacks.

Yesterday, my blog post included an explanation of the reasons why Captain Mehta and Chief Williams were in 6x13 “Mixed Feelings” (linked here) and it appears the show wanted to remind the audience about The Earthquake from season 2 and The Shooting from season 4.  In 6x14, Buck and Eddie made statements to remind viewers about things they did in season 5. With only four episodes left in season 6, will Buck and Eddie make more comments that will be callbacks to previous seasons?  Only the showrunner(s), writers and producers know the answer to that question.