#sorry none of this makes sense I just kinda went at it lol

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What are each of the links relationships to their respective Zelda’s? Friends? Lovers? Strangers? Enemies? Family?

I hope you’re ready for an essay cuz that’s what you’re gonna get!

Sky: his Zelda is his lover! Idk how I’m gonna do their relationship… cuz the Sky arc that I’ve been working on is outdated and doesn’t match the new story of lbl so that’s super complicated lol. But he worries over her constantly and gets nervous when they’re apart. Separation anxiety am I right?? Groose is his best friend and they mean the world to me guys. They’re both himbos but groose is at least a smart himbo so he keeps Sky safe from doing super stupid things. He’s also really good friends with everyone in skyloft! Tho he had some rough patches with some of them after the events of skord for reasons, he’s doing fine now! And Sky is kinda awkward around strangers. He’s friendly and curious around them but compared to skyloft he’s never met them before so he says and does weird stuff, but he’s also chill so it doesn’t matter all that much. And Sky doesn’t have a family. Gaepora is an honorary father figure but overall his family is dead. So rip. His enemies are dead now but they were the only people he hated.

Minish: he and his Zelda are very very close! Best friends! Minish cares a lot about her and her well-being. Minish is good friends with all the Minish and with his Malon! Now… I’m kinda stuck on the lovers thing… cuz idk if it’s right to have Minish with someone? He’s the same size as an 8 year old and I’ve been trying to at least make his face look more 17ish, but I might make him a little bit more muscular since he’s a blacksmith and is very strong, but idk if I’d even be comfortable having him be a couple with someone else. Idk. I’ll see how you guys feel about it tho. Minish struggles with strangers, they think he’s kinda strange cuz he’s built like an 8 year old but is actually 17. He’s nice enough to them and he tries to be friendly but overall he keeps to himself. The major enemy that has affected him terribly was Vaati. He was 8 when he faced Vaati and he almost died (Hylia was the reason why he lived), and then he faced Vaati again during Four Swords (he was the first four swords guy, the one that takes place after MC). So Vaati is a bad subject for him.and then the only family that’s alive is his grandfather and while he is strict and scary, Minish loves his grandpa and they’re very close.

Time: his relationship with Zelda is complicated, cuz the Zelda in the adult timeline was someone he was super close with and was also in love with, however the Zelda in the child timeline is not the same person he loved. They barely know each other, and while the Zelda is nice, Time doesn’t know how to talk to her, plus when he told her about Ganondorf, he was more focused on finding Navi, so he didn’t stick around for that long. But he does care a lot about her, after all her influence helped him in Majoras Mask. Time doesn’t really have any friends, he never had the motivation to rekindle the friendships he had after what had happened. The only reason why he’s with Talon and Malon is cuz Talon was nice enough to take care of him when he was sick and alone. Aaaand cuz of that he fell in love with Malon and was able to accept that the timeline he is in is one he’s gonna be in for the rest of his life. He loves Malon a lot and he tells her everything, Talon doesn’t believe everything he says (but he will with my dumb crack au lol). Time is pretty intimidating around strangers but really he’s just as intimidated as they are. With enemies… the major one he’s looking out for is the FD, everyone else is either dead or suffering the consequences of their actions.

Legend: his relationship with Zelda is also pretty complicated. They are very close and have a lot in common, however, Tulip really loves Legend, but he doesn’t know how he feels since he hasn’t moved on from Marin. He’s confused around Tulip to say the least. I haven’t played enough of Legend’s games to think of anything for friends lol. Every enemy he has is dead, but he’s still upset about Ganondorf and Aghahim (idk how to spell his name bruh) since they killed his uncle. And last but not least, he has no family left, his uncle was murdered right in front of him

Hyrule: I’m taking a lot of creative liberties with him lol. He and Peony are super close and Peony has a HUGE crush on him. Hyrule respects Rose, and she is a lot older than him but she’s still a good friend to him. Hyrule is good friends with that secret Moblin, and he overall is a lovable himbo so a lot of people like him. The biggest enemies are the monsters trying to sacrifice him to Ganondorf, but luckily Ganon is dead so he doesn’t worry about him (or does he???) and he does have a living family! He just doesn’t know them or remember them! And he hasn’t met them in this au so he doesn’t know that exist! This is just a personal headcanon of mine so you can ask about his fam like… later or on my main blog.

Twilight: he and Zelda have a rooough relationship. They’re both so different from each other and Nebula comes off as cold and blunt which drives Twi crazy. They only really got along when they needed to and because Midna was a mutual friend, but overall they don’t like each other all that much. I’d say twilight has some good friendships, except he’s been isolating himself from everyone, but the resistance still talk to him and he’s still best buds with Fado, and Illia is still his best friend. For lovers, he still loves Midna and hasn’t really thought about anyone else. He kinda felt pressured to get with Illia so he doesn’t end up with her since she deserves someone who loves her the same way she loves him. Twi is pretty kind to strangers, all I can say. All his enemies are dead and the biggest enemy he’s facing rn is heartbreak. And family. Ah. I love his family more than life itself. His biological family is not alive but he was adopted by Rusl and Uli and they are such doting parents who try to help him feel better about what happened and stuff. And Colin adores him still and Rela (his new baby sister) is a baby and doesn’t know what’s going on but yeah. I love his family and Twi loves his family too. He’s just struggling with life rn so he hasn’t been with them a whole lot.

Four: ok, all the colors care a lot for Lily, Green has a crush on her however the others just see her as a really good friend. They grew up together since Four’s mom died when he was 3 months old, and the king was kind enough to let him be raised with Lily while his father was working, so they’re super close. Red has a BIG crush on Erune (from the manga), Blue is too focused on his teenage angst rn and Vio just does not care about love atm so it’s really only Green and Red with crushes lol. I suppose after lbl they’ll have their own friends except for Blue (who again is going through teenage angst rn) but ye. Green is polite and kind to strangers, Red is happy and joyful around strangers, Vio is rude but respectful enough towards strangers, and Blue is just pissed off all the time so strangers are scared of him. Their main enemy is gone now so they’re just kinda dealing with the affects of the four sword rn. And lastly family, their father. My absolute beloved. Their father is a very strict and serious man but he’s very worrisome and doting over his children (and Lily too. He kinda looked after her when he father died). They look up to him and want his approval, mostly Blue is struggling with the relationship tho (I just have a lotta thoughts on Blue ok??)

Windy: he wants to get maaaaaarrieeeeeddddd to tetra cuz he loves her so much and is such a loveable ray of sun shine around her while she looks pissed off all the time and I ADORE them. Telink is TOP tier. Windy is good friends with everyone since he’s just so sweet and mature but also very goofy and fun and strangers adore him cuz he’s polite around them. The biggest enemies rn are just dumb pirates and stuff, but Ganondorf really affected him negatively, so that’s a guy he hates. And family! I’m kinda basing his relationship with Aryll on my relationship with my older brother. Aryll looks up to him and Windy just looks out for her. His relationship with grandma is good and he adores her very much. Now for my favorite character friggin LINEBECK. He BASICALLY adopted Windy and Aryll, and Windy loves him very much cuz he’s a father figure who was able to stay, since his other father figures kept dying, but Linebeck is here to stay so he loves being around him. He’s also pretty anxious about his well-being cuz you know, father figures are always dying. Actually Windy is very happy on the surface but he’s EXTREMELY anxious about everyone’s wellbeing and feels responsible for them constantly. So oof

Spirit: he and phantom have such middle school crushes on each other and they’re very close and are best friends and they mean the world to me cuz they are so frigging cute and chaotic and yeah. I don’t think Spirit has too many friends except for Phantom, Niko and Alfonzo but they’re more like mentor figures than anything and Phantom is his Zelda but yeah. He’s kind and respectable around strangers except with his mutism it’s hard for him and others to communicate with him, and some rude people don’t have the patience for him to write everything down. He doesn’t have any major enemies and he doesn’t have any family so there’s that.

Age: he and Rune are good friends, tho they had an awkward moment since Rune had a one sided love for him, but now they’re close friends. Age is close with the champions and they’re all just vibing together, plus we can’t forget his friendship with Impa! They’re bffs! His lover is Mipha and they are engaaaaged and he loves her very much and it’s cute. Age is very proper and polite so strangers respect him enough. And then enemies are just random monsters or rogue yiga clan members and he’s mostly annoyed by them at this point. And he might have a living family, but Nintendo won’t explore him or his life so we’ll see when totk comes out with his family. If they still refuse to explore his life then I’ll just go with some headcanons. I do know that he def has a grandfather and a little sister, but it’s unknown if his father is alive, but I like to think he is.

Wild: Wild cares a lot for Poppy, it’s mostly just an instinct in him to care about and protect her even tho he doesn’t remember her all that well. Wild is kinda doing his own thing and vibing and he’s good friends with a lot people, like Beedle, Teba, Riju, Sidon, and Yunobo, so he’s not entirely friendless minus the champions that… you know… died. He doesn’t have any lovers, he would love Poppy but he can tell that there’s something there that’s keeping it from happening, that being him not being the same person he was 100 years ago, that guy being the person Poppy did Love, so he doesn’t dwell on it too much. He just vibes. Wild is fun with strangers cuz he’s sarcastic, punny, and weird and people like that fhdkdbjdbdkdb. Wild’s major enemies are yiga who are still trying to kill him and stuff, and tho they’re annoying they are still a threat to him. I’m not gonna go too much into it since totk needs to come out but yeah. And the family situation? Yeah they’re def dead by now. Kass is kind enough to invite him over for dinner from time to time tho so he greatly appreciates that.

Warriors: he and Queen Zelda are always pining after each other but they don’t actually do anything about it so they’re just super awkward and flirty and it drives everyone crazy like just KISS already. But Queen is really the only person he can comfortably open up to, and same thing with her. Around each other, they aren’t tied to any status or anything, they’re just people, friends hanging out, so they care deeply for each other. Warriors has a lot of good friends but he’s not super close with them, but he wants to be, he just doesn’t know how to. He actually used to have a stutter but with Proxi there to speak for him and with other help he’s able to talk normally, but he’s still very anxious around people. My warriors isn’t very smooth or confident he just looks pissed all the time but is socially anxious lol. He’s just like Time fr. He is good friends with Impa and Lana tho and he misses the people from different eras. His biggest enemies are dead however one major enemy that is still alive is Cia, who is really the only person he despises, but Cia doesn’t at all remember the details of what she did, so his hatred towards her is confusing for him cuz is it ok for him to hate her so much? She doesn’t remember anything and she’s good now so should he just move on? But yeaaah it’s a rough situation. And the only living family member is Linkle! His twin sister who he did not remember existing. They’re close enough, he gets annoyed with her sometimes but he still cares about her

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hello o/ anon who requested the brothers turning into cats forever ago here!!

can i request mc turning into a cat this time?? whether the brothers already had the experience and know what the cure is is up to you!!

Welcome back, anon!

I'm sorry it took me so long to get to this! I got it right in the middle of my prompt event so I had to sit on it for a few days.

Anyway, that cat request was so fun, I definitely wanted to do this one, too! I can only assume it's because I'm totally a cat person that I find these so enjoyable to write lol. And someone has also requested the dateables turning into cats, so I will be posting that part two soon as well.

the brothers react to GN!MC turning into a cat and breaking the curse with true love's kiss

Warnings: none!

Lucifer

Recognizes you right away. He can probably sense the magic that turned you into a cat to begin with. If you seek him out for assistance, he's going to be the one who knows exactly what to do. If he's alone when you first find him, he's going to be struck by just how cute you are as a cat. Picks you up and holds you tucked against his chest. Start purring to really make his cuteness tolerance overload.

He's not going to let you go anywhere. Depending on how long you're in cat form, he's going to want to make sure you're taken care of. Keeps you in his lap while he does research into what needs to be done to restore you back to normal.

If he finds out that this was a result of something you did - such as a prank gone wrong or a messed up potion - he is going to lecture you the entire time you're a cat. You can't talk back or leave, so he's taking full advantage. You should be more careful, MC. You're just lucky you have him around to help you when you get into this kind of trouble.

Doesn't even hesitate upon discovering the cure is true love's kiss. Picks you up from his lap and kisses your nose. You turn back still in his arms. He's going to smirk and put you down on his lap again. You'll have to stay there for a while because he's not going to let you go.

Mammon

He's confused at first. He probably went looking for you only to find a cat where he thought you would be. As soon as it clicks that you are the cat, he panics. Freaks right out, scooping you up into his arms and running around the house to find any brother who can help him turn you back.

MC! MC, can ya hear him?! You better meow or something so he knows you're okay. He'll calm down eventually, especially when everybody starts trying to find the cure. He'll sit down with you, but the worry will be evident in his expression. Make him feel better by kneading at him and purring. Butt your head into him to demand pets. Your cuteness will be enough to get him to settle down.

The others are probably the ones who figure out what's going on. Not that he couldn't, just that he's too busy stressing out about you. If you're a cat for a while, you become his bag cat - kinda like those tiny purse dogs. He's gonna keep you with him all the time and that includes RAD. So into the book bag you go!

Someone finally tells him that the only way to bring you back is true love's kiss. If he thinks about this too much, he gets too flustered to even try it. Does it mean that it has to be your true love? Or is it enough that you're his true love? Forces himself not to think about that too much. It doesn't matter, as long as you're back to normal! Kisses your fuzzy head. Melts in relief when you change back. He's more traumatized by this experience than you are. Please hold him for a while.

Leviathan

Doesn't realize it's you at first. Most likely you are the one who came looking for him and now he's just worried about this random cat that got into the House of Lamentation. What if it tries to eat Henry 2.0? Might try to shoo you out of his room. You might have to do something like use his computer to type out a message to let him know that it's actually you. If you do this, he might just think you're an amazingly smart cat until he reads the message. Then he's like ohhhh wow okay duh.

He's going to apologize for not recognizing you. But then he's going get a little nervous about the fact that you are a cat?! How did this happen? How does he change you back? Oh, but MC, you are a really cute cat. If you stay a cat for a little while, he's going to make cat cosplay outfits for you. Famous anime cat? That's you now.

Won't let you leave his room. Too protective of you and he doesn't want you to get lost or hurt. Doesn't go back to RAD so he can make sure you stay safe. If you really want to watch him get all flustered, curl up in his lap and start purring while he's playing video games.

After much online research, Levi figures out that the only thing that will bring you back is true love's kiss. His first thought is to bring you to Lucifer so you might have to meow in protest until he realizes what you want. He's going to be blushing like crazy, but he'll force himself to kiss your cute kitty cheek. When you're back to normal, go ahead and kiss him again.

Satan

The instant he sees you, you're in his arms and he's taking you to his room. The House of Lamentation has a strict no cats rule and he doesn't want Lucifer to see you. Doesn't realize it's you until he gets you in his room and actually looks at you more closely. Satan is pretty observant and he's a smart demon, so he puts it all together pretty quickly.

Blushes because he's embarrassed by how cute he thinks you are. MC. He's sure you want to be back to your usual self. But he would like you stay a cat for a little while. Won't you indulge him? You can express how you feel about this by either purring or hissing. If you purr at him, he's going to keep you in his room and pamper you. If you hiss, though, he's going to get to work on finding out how to fix you.

Won't let anyone else in the House of Lamentation know what's going on. Keeps you hidden in his room the entire time you're in cat form. Tells his brothers that you went to the human world for a few days. Comes up with some bizarre reason for this. Like you need to bathe in human world rain for three days or else you get really sick, that's just a fact. Didn't they know that about humans? Gets Solomon to back him up because everyone is suspicious of this.

Since Solomon now also knows the truth, Satan gets him to help with research into the cure. Eventually they figure out it's true love's kiss that will do it. He's a little sad that you'll no longer be a cat. He takes a lot of pictures of you so he can remember this forever. But in the end, Satan does want you back to normal. He kisses your head. When you're back to your usual self, you get to decide if you get annoyed with him for making up that bogus story about humans. Either way, you end up kissing him again.

Asmodeus

MC, darling. Did you know you are a cat currently? Meow. Ah, so you are aware. Did you need him to help you with that? Meoow! Don't worry, Asmo's got this! But hang on, first let him brush out your fur, it's looking a little matted. And you know, while he's at it, why doesn't he add some cute little bows behind your sweet little ears? You know, your claws look like they need a trim, let him take care of that. He can paint them, too!

You end up in adorable kitty clothes. You can't complain really because you look fabulous. And being brushed feels good, so you can't help but purr in his lap while he does it. You might have to meow in protest eventually, though, so that he remembers that he needs to help you get back to normal.

Shows you off to everyone in the house. Gets angry at anyone who messes up your look. Gives you a new outfit every day that you're in cat form. Has you do a little cat fashion show, takes a bunch of pictures and videos. Can't stop himself from posting a video of you on Devilgram with some kind of cat walk pun as the caption.

He actually knew how to fix this from the start. He's heard of this particular curse before. And anyway, everyone knows that true love's kiss is a pretty standard curse breaker. He sits cross legged on his bed with you, holding you carefully in his arms. Then he kisses your head sweetly. You change back to your usual self, half sitting in his lap, half laying against his chest. He wraps his arms around you, letting you know that he prefers you in this form, after all.

Beelzebub

Doesn't recognize you at first. Thinks you must be a stray that Satan tried to sneak into the house behind Lucifer's back. He doesn't want to get involved in that. Might just turn right around and walk away, pretending he didn't see anything. Get his attention by stealing his snacks. Now you're a problem he can't ignore. Get him to chase you to your own room and start meowing at him. He's going to realize your room is empty at which point he figures it out.

He picks you up gently. Due to his height and size, you find this is actually better than being on the ground. Climb up onto his shoulder and perch there so you can see the world at more human-like height. He's content to let you stay there as long as you like as long as you don't get cat hair in his food. Likes to listen to you purr in his ear.

He's probably going to need some assistance figuring out how to bring you back to normal. Goes around asking everybody. Won't let them near you, though. You're clinging to his shirt with your claws, anyway. If he tried to dislodge you, he'd end up with many little holes in the shoulder.

Upon being told the remedy is true love's kiss, Beel takes you into the kitchen. You allow him to remove you from his shoulder and he puts you on the counter. Then he kisses your furry head. You return to your usual form, sitting on the kitchen counter. You might be a little disoriented at first, but he's there to hold onto you while you reorient yourself. He has a slight blush on his cheeks. He's glad your back, MC. Please be more careful. Kiss him for real to make him feel better.

Belphegor

Wakes up to find you snoozing on his head, curled up in a little fluffy ball. Just like Beel, he thinks you're one of Satan's strays at first. But then when you wake up and yawn, he knows it's you. He'd recognize your yawn anywhere. He's amazed that it's the same even when you're in cat form. But he's also going to sigh about the fact that you've somehow managed to turn yourself into a cat. Really, MC? How did you even do this?

Don't worry. He's lazy, but he cares too much about you to let you stay like this. You're certainly still an excellent napping buddy in cat form, but there's just something missing. He gets really protective of you, holding you in his arms the whole time. Never lets anyone else touch you. Makes everyone else figure out how to turn you back. He's too busy taking care of you to do it.

Of course that involves quite a bit of napping. Didn't you know that cats sleep for fifteen hours a day? He has to make sure you're getting the rest you need. You get to decide if you try to keep him awake or if you give in and curl up beside him. If you do sleep with him, all you've got to do is purr a little bit and Belphie will be so content he'll fall asleep before you do.

When he finds out that it's true love's kiss that will bring you back, he decides to take one last nap with you in cat form. It's when you're curled up beside him fast asleep that he kisses your whiskered cheek. When you wake up, you're back in human form and Belphie's arms are around you. He's out cold and you have no idea how long you've been back to normal. You can wake him up or you can snuggle closer to him and go back to sleep.

masterlist | part 2 with the side characters | Thank you for reading!

[lightlycareless]

How could you break my heart on Valentine’s Day??? Waaaahhhhhh, it makes sense but it still hurts. You’re gonna give me a part three or else 🔫

Seriously though it was really good! I loved it. I calculated and rounded up how much Naoya paid Mei Mei in U.S. Dollars and this dude really paid her around $17,500 and that’s not including all the gifts he bought Y/N. If I was Naoya’s parents, his debit card is getting confiscated. That is INSANE. I can’t imagine if they somehow managed to force out what actually happened to learn he spent all that on a girl that didn’t even RECIPROCATE his feelings like oh my god. I can’t imagine the earful poor Ranta is gonna get especially since this was kinda his idea for Naoya to confess his feelings(Although I don’t know if Ranta thought he���d go about it like this).

I wonder though if Y/N would reconsider Naoya’s feelings if she read his letter. Oof but now I’m thinking about what she’d do if she learned Naoya was the reason why she didn’t receive any gifts. I don’t know how long he’d stay on her bad side after that.

Hello anon!

Gee this is surely a really late response, but I still hope you know I appreciate your lovely words about my work!! Thank you so much 🥺❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

I'm sorry that I broke your heart on the 14th haha it was kind of unexpected ngl, but that's just where the characters took me 🤭 though it's not all sad... if you know you know.

AS FOR THE MONEY HAHAHAH poor Naoya, he definitely got an earful from his parents, or more like the people in charge of the finances, I doubt Naobito cared enough to scold him (shall I make Tomoko involved? IF SHE WAS AROUND THOUGH THINGS WOULD'VE TURNED SO DIFFERENT) Damn I need to write a small drabble explaining what happened there, but in the meantime, it kind of went like this:

Ranta: What happened Naoya?

Naoya: nothing. *doesn't talk to anyone for weeks*

Ranta: That bad?

Naoya: :(

(he doesn't regret spending all that money on you. it's like a hobby of his lol he loves it.)

But anyways, I keep thinking that the third part for this series I would like something like an epilogue, a peak into the future…

Warnings: none. Fluff. A happy ending 😊. (By the way, this is the oneshot anon is referring to. Highly recommend reading this first!!!)

Happy reading!

“—And that, dumpling, was your papa’s and I first valentine’s day together! Kind of, not really, but it was the first time I got gifts from him. It was certainly different from what I expected, but if you look really closely, it was very sweet, and now, I’m able to look back on it fondly!” You smile; truly, who would’ve thought that you’d end up marrying that awkward, somewhat intense kid? And having a beautiful daughter too?

Though you could see in Naomi’s tense chubby face that this wasn’t exactly the romantic story she was hoping to hear, and you do not blame her, Naoya’s approach had been nothing short of alarming and unexpected, just enough to scare you off from ever considering something more from him!

But his subtle persistence, the small gestures he’d still give you even when openly denouncing he’ll never seek you again, is what eventually persuaded you otherwise.

Through his attentiveness when you were out on a mission with him, making sure that you were neither too cold nor too hot, either through offering you something to drink or his own sweater to wear.

Quick to save you from a curse that got too close, or a fellow student you were not in the mood to entertain.

Whenever you needed help with jujutsu—either a term you didn’t quite understand just yet, or plain practice. Naoya had much more experience than you, so it was only natural that you’d seek him; that wouldn’t change even with that awkward valentine’s interaction…

But above all, what made you see that Naoya might be the one you were waiting for all along, is the fact that he remembered all the things you liked, the ones that made you happy—from sweets, food, to even your favorite characters…

If his emotions weren’t genuine, he wouldn’t have done such a thing!

Perhaps your only regret is ever giving him the idea that you couldn’t come to appreciate him, or that he wasn’t deserving of love.

But that was long in the past, and after a few dates, and getting to know each other… you two fell in love.

Unfortunately, Naomi wouldn’t come to see it that way.

“What’s wrong, pumpkin? This isn’t the story you expected?” Naoya asks with a smile, enjoying the way she huffed in response—though that satisfaction wouldn’t last long.

“No, papa, you were creepy.” She pouted, and her mama could almost hear his heart shatter.

“Oh.” Naoya doesn’t even come to wonder how she knew of such word, undoubtedly from his cousins, but that would be a matter to tend to later after he mends his broken heart.

“Well, he’s done his due! Papa loves us very, very much and would never do anything to scare us!”

“Thanks, Y/N.” Naoya responds sarcastically. “That makes me feel much better.”

You giggle.

“Why don’t you leave us alone, pumpkin? Papa and I need to talk a bit.”

And Naomi obeys immediately after, not that it took much for her to do so, for her disappointment rapidly pushed her to seek something better, a bit more entertaining—like Mai and Maki’s daily occurrences, more ways to annoy her father and such.

Once alone, the two are able to freely look back on that fateful day…

“What I did back then was messed up, wasn’t it?” Naoya sighs.

“I wouldn’t say that necessarily.” You add.

“But nothing happened after that.” He says. “Things didn’t change until much later.”

“Well, I did get to see a new side of you, one I didn’t think you had.”

“What did you think of me…?”

“That you were… bold. Arrogant, a bit snobby too…” you say, Naoya’s face reddens out of shame.

“Don’t—Don’t say anything else.” He frowns. “I get the idea loud and clear…”

“But that you were sweet too.” You smile, taking his hand. “I’ve never been lucky enough to have someone hold such strong feelings for me… thought it to be something out of a fairy tale—Until I met you—someone that harbored so much love to give but didn’t know how to express it.”

“You make me sound much nobler than what I really am—I don’t know how you do it, Y/N…”

“It took me time to get there, love.” You laugh. “But it’s only because you’re so cute that I eventually thought otherwise.”

“Cute?” he huffs, ready to retort otherwise, until you lean in to kiss his cheek, gesture enough to have him willing. “Alright—but only you can call me that.”

“I better be the only one.” You warn. “Although I was hoping our dumpling would do so too when I told her our story…”

“…Well, I can’t blame her, it must’ve sounded crazy for her.” Naoya sighs. “…If someone dared do the same thing to my daughter you can be sure I’d send the kukuru to get rid of him! No jerk is going to impress her!”

“I don’t think that’ll happen; Naomi didn’t seem amused by us either way.” You reassure him. “And she’s too young to be worried about that too! All she cares about right now is when will her papa get her that kitten he promised her…”

“I’m working on it!” Naoya frets. “It’s just that kittens aren’t born until later in the year…”

“Well, let’s hope that you aren’t too late, something tells me that my sister might be already on the lookout…”

“NO, she’s not.” Naoya breathes. “I will never forgive her if she does!”

But you just shrug playfully, not really giving Naoya much of an opportunity to not worry about spoiling his daughter, fearing that he might lose the position of favorite human in the whole wide world against your sister! A rank Hinata has been coveting for as long as he could remember, competing with the rest of your family too…

A tough endeavor, though he’ll have something else to worry about now.

“By the way… I’m aware of what you did with what you did with the gifts.” You say, he freezes.

“Ho—How?” he blinks.

“Shoko told me. Mei Mei wasn’t that… fond of keeping secrets that were too juicy to hide.” You reveal.

“That woman… she told me that—!” but he goes silent, understanding there was a much bigger issue at hand. “…Are you angry with me?”

“Yes, so angry, that I’ve decided to personally torment you for the rest of our lives!” You tease, at the mischief of your voice, a weight is lifted from Naoya’s shoulders. “I was angry, but… it didn’t last long, considering that some of those gifts were from people I didn’t really want to be involved with… so, you kind of did me a favor… though I did have to go through a whole day thinking I didn’t get anything…”

“…I’m sorry—I might’ve gotten ahead of myself trying to impress you…”

“Well, for all the chocolate I missed back then, you made up for me, tenfold!” you grin, wrapping him in your arms and placing kisses all over his cheeks until you could no more. “I love you, Naoya—you and all of your bold, extravagant, though a bit silly, ways. So don’t worry about that anymore, not when it was the reason that brought us together.”

Naoya blushes, letting himself be consumed by the incessant demonstrations of your affection and the acceptance of your words, for there was honesty behind them—even when a rocky start, it ultimately fated the two together.

What was once nothing but a dream, one that seemed so far away on the day you rejected him…

Now was his everyday reality—if not better, for it brought along a small bundle of joy that made both of your lives happier, although there were moments where she didn’t feel particularly the same, unamused by her parent’s antics from time to time…

But even then, he wouldn’t want it any other way.

They got their happy ending nonetheless :') Really, that day was only the beginning for them. It was enough for Y/N to finally set her eyes on him!! And the rest is history 🥺❤️

Thankfully I do plan to write a bit more of this HS AU, you know, the simple things like them slowly falling in love 🥺 ajfghajkghajghjkas this has to be one of my favorite au's (if not the favorite haha) can't wait to write them in time.

Now, thank you so much for your support and patience 🥺❤️❤️!!!! I'm really glad you're liking my work!!!

Take care, and hope to see you soon!!

[digitaldiarystuff]

False Hope Pt.3

so… i’m kinda back, well i at least hope so after ditching the blog completely lol

i’ll try to be a little more active starting with some requests after this, please don’t hate me 🥺

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pairing: Pedri Gonzalez x Y/N

summary: you’re close friends with Pedri and pretty much in love with him, pretending you’re not you went to comfort him but he seeks the comfort in a different way than you would’ve expected

genre: suggestive but not quite, angst

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“I’m outside, come out”

Your eyes scanned the text a million times just to make sure it was real and you weren’t actually dreaming. It was only when James reached over and touched your cheek that you came back to your senses.

“Is everything alright?” he asked concerned and you looked up at him with terror in your eyes.

Your mind was so full that you couldn’t even comprehend the situation, why was Pedri here? Did he check your location to find out where you were? Was the black Porsche his? And most importantly, what are you going to do now?

“Yeah, yeah. It’s just my friend, she reminded me of a quiz we have tomorrow.” that was the first lie you could come up with.

“Do you have to get back home?” James asked with slight disappointment.

You looked at your phone once more and up at him, Pedri has occupied your mind for years at this point and gave you false hope that there may be something more between you two but that had to end. You knew if you decide to walk out now, you’d be stuck in the same cycle you always have and wait for him to finally pick you, but you deserve more. You were moving on and choosing your own happiness over his.

“No no, I’m not going anywhere.” you smiled hoping he’d buy your lie and didn’t question it too much and judging by his mood change he ate it up.

You placed your phone back into your purse also shutting it off hoping Pedri would realize you weren’t going to respond and leave quickly because you knew if he’d send you any more texts it’d be over.

Out of sight, out of mind you thought and reached for James’ collar pulling him in. He got the message and quickly started kissing you, you closed your eyes trying your best to enjoy the moment and it was nice. It was good, actually but you couldn’t help but wish it was someone else’s hands finding your hips pulling you into him and pressing sloppy kisses across your neck and cleavage. That’s when you opened your eyes and saw Pedri’s dark eyes instead of James’ and freaked out pulling back immediately.

James looked worried asking you if everything’s okay or if he did something wrong.

“No, no it’s not you. I’m sorry I just need to handle this quiz tomorrow. I have to get home and deal with it.” you apologized knowing you couldn’t go any further with him. Your mind and heart wouldn’t let you knowing Pedri may be out there waiting for you and you hated yourself for it. You even felt like you were cheating on Pedri even though you were not in any sort of relationship, this was stupid but you couldn’t help your feelings.

You apologized to James a couple more times, grabbed your things and left the room in a hurry. You felt bad to leave him high and dry and couldn’t face him anymore. On the way to the lobby you turned your phone on trying to see if Pedri sent any more texts but found none and that made you feel sorry for yourself. You had a great guy trying to give you exactly what you wanted and deserved but still left him hanging just because Pedri sent a single text.

You exited the elevator hurriedly hoping he didn’t leave just yet when you heard his voice. At first you thought you were dreaming and scolded yourself for being this obsessed but soon you realized he was standing at the reception talking to the receptionist.

“And I understand your policy but I need the room number and yes I don’t know the last name but…”

You heard him talking, asking about James’ room number. You didn’t even know he knew the name but Sara probably told them at the club.

“Pedri” you walked over to him and he immediately turned your way his eyes softening as he released a sigh of relief.

“Y/N” he walked over without even glancing back at the receptionist and pulled you in a hug.

“What are you doing here?” you asked apprehensively.

“I came looking for you when you didn’t answer me and she wouldn’t let me look at the guest list. She said it was against hotel policy and I was just telling her the name but she still didn’t tell me anything.” he started rambling but didn’t give you a clear answer.

“That’s not what I’m asking, why are you here Pedri?”

He pulled back possibly realizing you didn’t hug him back and gave him cold shoulder. His eyes were so soft this time.

“I… I just came to check on you.” he shyly said as he looked down at his shoes.

“Why?” you pressed. “I already told Ferran I was good.”

“I know, I just…”

“You just what Pedri?” you raised your voice a little and he warily looked around hoping no one could hear you.

“Can we go out to the car please? Let’s not do this here.” he tried ushering you out but you didn’t budge.

“You can’t stay here.” he said as if he was stating the obvious.

“Why do you care if I stay here or not?”

“Look Y/N, there are people here. Let’s go back to mine and talk there, calmly.” he tried again this time reaching for your arm to pull you but you pulled back from his grip immediately.

“I’m not going anywhere with you.”

“Well you’re not staying here.” he firmly stood. You considered your options, you could either go with him and set everything on the table possibly ruining your friendship but no matter what happens you could say you tried or leave on your own getting in a taxi and try to forget this night, fight or flight.

You made up your mind and started walking past Pedri, he took a couple seconds but followed suit. Once you reached the front door of the hotel he caught up with you and opened the car door for you to get in. Even though you were upset with him, you felt a slight sense of warmth with his gesture.

“Do you want to talk now, or we could just wait until we get home.” he offered once you both were settled.

“Let’s talk here.” you coldly replied.

“Okay” he whispered.

“Talk”

“I don’t know what to say”

“You don’t know what to say.” you turned round him and laughed but it didn’t reach your eyes.

“You ignore me and leave the club, then follow me to a hotel where I’m with a guy, text me to come out, try to find my room number to come get me yourself when I don’t and when I’m right in front of you you don’t know what to say. Be so for fucking real Pedri” you started yelling and he put his face in his hands huffing.

“What do you want me to say Y/N?” he asked also raising his voice.

“I want you to be honest for god’s sake!”

“I was worried.” he finally said.

“Why?”

“You just met this guy and you go to a hotel with him, this isn’t you.”

“Oh so it’s okay when you do it but when I do it’s not me.”

“Yes, I know this sounds hypocritical but yes it’s not you.”

“You’re so right. It’s hypocritical.” you sighed and leaned back in your seat.

“I needed to forget, that’s why I came here.” you admitted because you realized he was never going to give you what you’re looking for. You finally accepted the fact that after tonight, Pedri wasn’t going to be a part of your life and you needed to get everything out of your chest.

“Forget what?”

“You” you simply said and closed your eyes afraid of his answer but nothing came out of his mouth.

“Why did you kiss me that day?”

He sighed loudly.

“Because I wanted to.”

You laughed a little.

“I’m serious.”

“No you’re not. You’re never serious Pedro.”

“Pedri” he corrected.

“I don’t think we’re on that basis anymore.” you admitted and his eyes turned to you in shock.

“What does that mean?”

“It means, tonight we say everything we need to and tomorrow we live our lives like we did before we met.”

“No” he started protesting but you held your hand up stopping him.

“I can’t go on like this, Pedri. This has to stop before it’s too late. I can’t wait for you any longer.”

“Y/N it doesn’t have to be like this, we can just go back to our normal ways.”

“You can, I can’t.”

“But I don’t want to let you go.” he whined and you felt your heart breaking, you really didn’t want to cause him any pain but you also couldn’t carry on any longer.

“Do you love me?”

You could easily cut the tension in the car with a knife now, it was dead silent.

“That’s the reason we can’t go back to how it was. Because I love you.” you said without opening your eyes but still felt tears start running. Pedri shuffled in his seat and placed his hand on your cheek wiping the tear away. You couldn’t fight it any longer and leaned into his touch and placed your hand over his.

“I love you too.” he whispered and you opened your eyes to see him staring.

“I know, it’s just not the same kind of love.” you sadly smiled. “It’s okay, I’ll be okay.” you reassured him because as much as you were hurting you never wanted him to.

“But I’m not.”

“It’ll pass.”

He pulled you closer and you leaned over the console to lie on his chest. He kissed your head and you placed your hand on his heart feeling its rhythm. You stayed like that for what felt like hours just holding each other knowing it’s the last time you’ll do it.

As sad as it sounds, you felt more at peace than any other moment.

[tierneysodegaard]

Baby Pink - Max Verstappen x Reader

Max Verstappen x female!reader

Requested? Yes/No

Anon: Okay, I love me some angst with fluff endings so I was think about how maybe (Y/N) and Max have known each other since the karting days. She’s had a crush on him since then and everyone knows it (if he knows or doesn’t know can be up to you lol) but he doesn’t like the reader in that way (at least he thinks he doesn’t 😉😉). Max and (Y/N) hook up and she finds out she’s got a bun in the oven. Tells Max but he’s kinda like I can’t take care of a child, I have my career to think about.

Fast forward to like 3 to 4 years where she goes to one of the races since she’s close to one of the other racers. Of course to add some more spice none of the drivers know. And basitc just Max seeing his beautiful baby girl for the first time. It’s just a rough idea you can of course make it yours. I’ve had this in my head for a while and I like every one of your fics so I thought you would be perfect for this T_T - ☁️

Word Count: 4.4K

Warnings: Angst, pregnancy, Max being a dick, fluff, slight reader x Daniel but it’s all platonic

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Your heart dropped at the results of the pregnancy test you’d just taken. 

Positive.

And there was only one man who was the dad and that man was Max Verstappen. 

You and Max had been friend since he’d started karting, the pair of you grew up with one another and so did your feelings towards him. Max always had a cocky demeaner about him and that was something you loved. He wouldn’t let anyone boss him around well, other than you of course. You never missed a race, although you never knew if he felt the same way about you but you didn’t care, he would always be special to you no matter what.

The pregnancy test was staring daggers into your heart, scared of what was ahead of you and Max. It was a stupid mistake really, the pair of you went out to celebrate one of his wins and you both got rather drunk. You went to bed together and well, drunk people evidently forget protection. That morning you didn’t think much of it, you couldn’t remember most of the night which also meant you couldn’t remember if you used protection. You’d risked it before, stupidly but that was a long time ago and luckily for you nothing came of it but the one time you slept with Max Verstappen, a baby was on the way. 

You’d quickly sent Max a text asking if he could come round quickly as you needed to speak to him. Max replied fast and told you he’d be on his way as soon as, evidently sensing that something was wrong. Now everything started to hit you. Leaning on your kitchen counter your eyes never left the test. 

It was only a drunk hook up and now look at it. 

You and Max were so young, both of you being twenty and Max had just properly settled down in Formula 1. You had finally gotten yourself a decent job which paid well, with the pair of you working together, this could work right?

“Sorry the traffic was shit!” Max had let himself in your apartment as he called out to you only to find you standing in the kitchen. “You okay?” He offered a light smile but that faded when he saw your face. 

You didn’t utter a word, only holding out the test so he could take it into his hands. Max studied it like it was some rare object, almost like he’d never even seen one before. The silence between the two of you grew, both of you waiting for the other one to say something. 

“It’s yours…” Your weak voice followed through with your words. “If you couldn’t guess…”

“Is this a joke?” He slowly raised his head to meet your eyes. 

“Max why would I joke about something like this?” 

“Because I don’t want a kid -”

“Well neither do I but I can’t just make one on my own!” Your eyes fell from his as you spoke. “These things happen and I want to keep it -”

“I can’t raise a child!” Max threw the test back onto the counter. “I just can’t, my career won’t allow me -”

“Oh come on Max there are plenty of drivers that have children!”

“Yeah and they have wives! Not to mention they’re so much older than you and I.”

“And? That doesn’t mean we can’t raise one.”

“No.” He held his hands up in surrender. “I’m not raising a child with you!”

“So you’re just going to ignore our child?”

“I have a career y/n!” 

“And you think I don’t?” You stepped forward. “What you think just because I don’t drive some fancy car around a track that means my career is any less valuable than yours?”

“That’s not why I meant and you know it!” Max raised his voice. “I have worked so hard for this, I have given up so much and I am not going to let it all go to shit to raise a baby with a woman that I don’t even love!”

His words hit you like a ton of bricks. You loved him. You wanted him until the rest of your days but Max didn’t feel the same. 

Your eyes pricked with tears. “You know what Max? I loved you, I really did. I gave up a lot for you too and I wouldn’t change it for the world but you know what? You don’t deserve the love of your own child. I’ll raise them and then when they’re old enough I’ll tell them the truth about their selfish father. They can make the decision if they want to contact you or not, for now, get the fuck out of my apartment.”

Max wasn’t sure why your words hurt him, especially after he just admitted he didn’t want you or yours and his baby around. But that one line stuck with him not only in that moment but for the next four years. He nodded at your words, leaving you alone to break down over what had just happened. 

Your baby girl was born in May, you’d named her Leia as she happened to be born on the fourth. She was your entire world although she had the eyes and attitude of her father. No one on the grid knew she was Max’s well… all except Daniel. 

You’d gotten close to Daniel when you used to visit Max and when Daniel pressured Max to tell him why you no longer turned up to races Daniel was furious. He went to visit you straight away, making sure both you and the baby were all okay. He even held her when she was a few weeks old, Daniel soon was known as Uncle Daniel to your little girl although he might as well have been her dad considering he’d done more for her than Max had ever done. 

When the time was right you’d tell her everything, tell her about what had happened and when she was old enough you’d let her contact him, see if he wanted to actually talk to you and his daughter after running off and continuing his career as if nothing had happened. 

Right now you had Christmas music blasting from your speakers as you held Leia in your arms, helping her decorate the tree in your front room. She was giggling as you sang along to last Christmas, swaying side to side with smiles on your faces. Max might have walked out on the two of you but part of you was glad he did otherwise you wouldn’t have been able to have all these memories with your little girl but the other part of you always knew you wanted him here.

You hadn’t heard anything from him for four years. Not a word. You checked up on his racing, he’d gotten his wish when he left you and Leia. He had one more race until the end of the season and if he won it he would be a World Champion. Unluckily for you Leia loved watching the cars go around the track, little did she know that it was her dad she was watching. 

A knock at the door broke yours and Leia’s attention. With her still in your arms you opened the door to be greeted with a happy Daniel. “Uncle Danny!” Leia yelled, holing her arms out for Daniel. Setting the bags of presents down Daniel took her in his arms. 

“Hello angel.” He kissed her cheek before flashing you a smile. “There’s presents there, I’ll get them -” He tried to move down with Leia in his arms but you beat him too it. 

“Don’t worry I’ve got it, how’ve you been?”

“Good.” He smiled, keeping his gaze on you. “y/n?”

“Hmm?”

“There’s an envelope in there for you, please open it now.” He turned back to Leia. “Are you gonna show me this tree you’ve decorated?”

“Yeah!” She squealed with excitement, clapping her hands as Daniel walked over to your Christmas tree. You pulled the bag he’d brought with him onto the kitchen counter, opening it to see an envelope with your name on it. You didn’t think twice about ripping opening the envelope, pulling the letter out to read. 

y/n

Merry Christmas, I think Leia will love it.

Daniel.

Inside the envelope contained two paddock passes for the race in Abu Dhabi. Your eyes welled up with tears, Daniel noticed and sent Leia off to get some of her toys before pulling you into his chest, allowing the tears to fall into his shirt.

“Why?” You sobbed. “Daniel he’ll be there.”

“You’ll be with me and Lando all the time, you won’t have to see him.”

“Why?” You stepped back looking up at Daniel. “Why now? After four years -”

“He’s been talking about you more than he usually does. He’s always asked about you. I never told him much, or even about Leia, only her name.” He took a deep breath. “I think it would do you good and you don’t have to speak to Max but maybe he’ll change if he sees you. He’s been so stressed about everything -”

“Daniel he’s the one who walked out on me and Leia, not the other way around. Four years he left me to raise our child. There’s only so many times that you can tell her that her dad isn’t around because he’s busy working in another country.” 

Daniel took your hands into his. “I wouldn’t do it if I thought it would hurt you even more. y/n I know he loves you -”

“He doesn’t love me Daniel, he told me that I told him I was pregnant.”

“He’s had time to think -”

“Four years Daniel, he doesn’t need four years.”

“I know and I would never make an excuse for his actions, I want you there to support me.” Daniel moved his hands to cup your cheeks, wiping away the tears with his thumbs. “Besides Leia likes it and who knows, maybe she’ll be the one to challenge the way F1 works, get her into karting and she could be rivalling her dad. Maybe even race against him and win, show him who’s the better driver.” 

You couldn’t help but smile at Daniel’s words. If Leia really liked F1 that much and wanted to start karting you would need to involve yourself in her world and her dads even more than you wanted. 

“Fine.” Reluctantly agreed. 

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The fear of seeing Max face to face again was killing you but for Leia’s sake you kept a brave face on. She was ecstatic that the pair of you were going to watch the race, she’d been told that she was going to see Uncle Danny race, perhaps it was best to keep Max out of the equation for now. She didn’t need her love of cars crushed by the very man that was supposed to love her more than any guy she’d meet in her life. 

Leia was decked out in McLaren merchandise, plodding through the paddock like she owned the place. Daniel was holding her hand as she walked towards the garages with him. Daniel had promised her that she could sit in his car with him and that was what the three of you were heading off to do now. You saw a few familiar faces, waving and saying hello to a few of them although every single one of them gave you a rather puzzled look at the sight of you with a child, evidently Max hadn’t wanted to spread the word that he was a dad. 

Anyone who walked through the paddocks would have easily have mistaken you and Daniel for a couple, especially as he held onto her like he was her own, she might as well be at this rate. You neared the McLaren garage, you could see the Red Bull one wasn’t far away as you held your breath at every single small movement coming from the garage, silently hoping to catch a glimpse of Max. Sure he was an absolute dick to you but you wanted to at least see him in person, even if it was from afar. 

“Do you want to get in?” Daniel’s voice grabbed your attention. He was kneeling down beside Leia, smiling at her reaction to his car. 

“Yeah!” She screamed with excitement. Daniel climbed into the car, holding his arms out for her. You picked her up, placing her in the safe arms of Daniel as she sat in his lap. Daniel started to explain everything in the car, in a more simpler way a four year old could understand. 

You took out your phone, taking photos of the two of them. The pair of them in front of you were your family, you didn’t need Max. Leia had a fun uncle who wanted to take her to the races. Even Lando started to get involved, kneeling down by the car and quizzing Leia on what everything did. You were too distracted to notice two drivers walk behind you, one stopping in his tracks as his world fell apart and came back together at the sight of you and Leia. 

Max and Charles had been walking through the garages on the way back to the paddocks when Max heard a laugh he hadn’t heard in four years. You were laughing at Daniel, Lando and a little girl. 

His daughter. 

Just like that Max’s world changed forever. 

Jealousy flooded his veins at the sight of Daniel with his daughter. He had no right to be annoyed at the Australian, after all he was the one that left you and his daughter. She looked just like you but she had the eyes of her father and evidently the passions of her father. 

“You okay mate?” Charles spoke to Max, noticing that he had stopped in his tracks completely. “Max?”

“Hmm?” He tore himself away from the scene but it was too late, Charles had spotted you. 

“y/n?” You spun around at the sound of you name being called. Not even noticing that Max was beside him you fell into his arms muttering a hello to him. It was only when you pulled back you noticed him. 

Daniel tensed up at the sight before him, silently wishing he hadn’t brought you here without making sure that Max wasn’t lurking around. Charles looked ahead of you seeing that Daniel had a little girl on his lap. “I thought you had a nephew Danny?” 

Tearing your gaze away from Max who was yet to say anything you spoke before Daniel could. “She’s mine.” 

“Oh really? Congratulations!” Charles wrapped his arm around your shoulder, pulling you into his side. “Is she?” Charles eyed you and Daniel.

“No she’s not Daniels.”

“I was gonna say, he kept pretty quiet about that one.” He smiled whereas Max stood beside him silently. 

“Daniel is just her uncle, her dad isn’t in the picture.” You gave him a small smile before looking back at your daughter.

“Oh I’m very sorry, I don’t know what kind of man would abandon their child.”

Charles’ words made Daniel’s eyes go wide, trying to hide it so he didn’t put the pieces together. “I agree Char.” You glanced at Max as you spoke. 

Winning you back was going to be hard but Max already knew that.

“How old is she?” 

“She turns four in May.” 

“Nearly four wow… that’s about the time you left…” He looked over to Max who looked unamused. “Four years…” His eyes went as wide as Daniel’s as he connected the dots. “FOUR YEARS?” 

“Yes Charles, turns four on May the fourth, her name is Leia.”

“Leia…” Max muttered but Charles heard and he had already worked it out. 

“Hello Leia.” Charles waved at the girl. “Would you like to come and see a Ferrari?” 

“Yes!” She giggled. 

“Oh but McLaren is way better.” Daniel laughed as Lando took a hold of her, allowing Daniel to get out before handing her back to him. Daniel mouthed a ‘good luck’ to you as he walked past. 

“Is mummy coming?” Leia pouted. 

“Yes sweetie I’ll be there soon, mummy’s just going to catch up with an old friend.” You kissed her cheek before thanking Daniel. Charles grabbed Max’s racing suit, pulling his ear to his mouth. 

“How could you do that to her?” 

“I didn’t -”

“Don’t give me your shitty excuse. If she takes you back you better worship the ground she walks on. If not,” Charles eyed you as you finished your conversation with Daniel. “Maybe I’ll be her step dad.” Those words made Max snap, shoving Charles back before speaking. 

“Don’t talk about her or my daughter like that -”

“Your daughter? Daniel’s been more of a father than you have!” He spat. “Just wait until everyone else finds out.” Charles barged his shoulder with Max’s before walking out with Daniel and Lando, leaving you and Max alone. 

“y/n… how’ve you been?”

Really Max? Small talk?

“As good as one can be being a single parent for four years whilst your child's father is out partying every week and earning thousands when I had to scrape every single penny I had and make it last so she had a decent life. So she could see that she didn’t need a dad to help out, only uncle Daniel.” You didn’t care if your words hurt him, he deserved it. 

“y/n I’m so sorry.”

“For what part?” 

“All of it, for four years I have regretted everything I ever said to you. Everything I had done. It was so hard seeing everyone bring their children to work knowing I couldn’t do the same.”

“But you could Max!” You raised your voice slightly. “You could but you chose not to! When she started to speak she asked me where her dad was, do you know what it’s like having to tell her that her dad is always traveling for work and that’s why he can’t be here? And do you know how fucking hard it is to see your daughter watch the races and say ‘Max won mummy!’ over and over again and she has no idea that the man she sees win on tv is her dad?”

You started to cry as you spoke. “The closest thing she has to a dad is Daniel, it’s not even his kid Max but he put in more work than you ever did. He was there for her first steps, her first fucking word was ‘Dan’ and he buys her so many presents every year -”

“I bought her presents too.”

“What? No you fucking didn’t -”

“Daniel always brings more than one gift right? That’s because I buy the rest and give them to him and ask him to say they’re from me, I do the same with you.”

“Why do all that but not come see us?”

“I was scared y/n… I fucked up…” His words made you cry even more. All those gifts you and Leia loved were all from him, all this time.   

The sight of you breaking down broke Max. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into a hug. You hated that you fell into his touch as easily as you did. Melting into his arms like you used to all those years ago as you sobbed into his racing suit. 

“She needs her dad Max -”

“I’m going to be her dad.” Max spoke into your hair. “y/n I was so fucking stupid, I should have never have left you. I got scared, I thought my career would be over, I was scared at what my dad would do, I was scared I’d put the both of you in danger because of what I did… I was scared because I love you and I was too blind to see it back then.” He kissed your head, soothing your hair as your tears started to dry up. “I’m so sorry.”

“She has your eyes you know.” You pulled back to look up at him, his hands draped around your waist and yours on his chest. “And you attuite.”

“It’s just a winners mentality.” He winked, hoping to make you smile again and much to his luck, it did. 

“It’s a pain in my fucking ass.” You took in his features. He’d grown into himself a little more, looking more mature now than he used to but other than that he was still the Max you’d fallen in love with. “Not to mention how much she loves cars.”

“Oh she’s definitely my child.” He let out a light laugh as he brushed the hairs out of your face. “But she has the beauty of her mother.” 

“And her intelligence.” You smirked. “If she had yours we would well and truly be fucked.”

“You have a point.” Max’s eyes flickered down to your lips. “I really am sorry and I know everything I’ve said doesn’t make up for anything I’ve done but I want to prove to you that I can be the dad she and you need me to be and the dad I want to be.” 

“Actions speak louder than words.” You eyed him up. “You’ll win her over easily but not me.”

“I know but I love you and that alone will get me through it.”

“You really mean that?”

“Yes.” Max stepped closer, cupping your face. “I really do and I know you don’t and you probably don’t want us anymore but -”

“I never stopped loving you Max.” You cut him off. “I needed to and I wanted to but I couldn’t.”

He wanted to kiss you. It wouldn’t make everything disappear but actions speak louder than words, right? He didn’t think much about it, pulling you closer until his lips crashed with yours. Unlike that one drunk night the kiss wasn’t filled with lust or hast, this time it was full of love. It was clear the both of you had wanted this for years. You kissed him back, allowing your hand to snake through his brown locks. 

Max wanted this kiss to last a lifetime, he finally felt whole again and he knew he could keep this feeling if he grafted for you. The pair of you pulled back, looking at one another with longing gazes. “As much as I loved that you won’t win me back that easily.”

“I’ll get on my knees and beg if it meant you’d let me kiss you again, I’ll do it now -” Max started to fall to his knees. 

“Max get up you look like an idiot.”

“I’ve been an idiot for four years, this is nothing.” He looked up at you. 

“At least you’re self aware.” You cracked a smile before grabbing his shoulders and pulling him up to stand. “Do you want to meet her?”

“More than anything.”

“Come on then.” 

Max hadn’t been this excited for years. A smile brighter than the stars formed on his face as the pair of you walked towards the Ferrari garage where Leia was now trying on Charles’ helmet on which was evidently far too big on her making all three of the boys laugh. 

“Leia?” You called to her as Charles’ helped her get out of the helmet. 

“Mummy!” She ran over to you. Kneeling to the floor you took her in your arms. “Charles showed me his helmet.”

“Did he now?”

“I want one!” 

“Well maybe if you’re lucky Santa might bring you one for Christmas.” You smiled at the girl. “What one would you like? A McLaren one or a Ferrari one?” 

She thought hard about the options before speaking. “Santa can pick!” 

“Say McLaren!” Daniel called to the girl, only making her laugh. 

“Leia, do you remember when I told you that daddy was never at home because he was always working?”

“Yeah.” 

“Would you like to meet him?” 

“Yes!” She jumped on the spot, clapping her hands. Max knelt down beside you, her eyes going wide as she looked at the Red Bull driver. 

“Leia,” You turned to Max. “This is Max, your dad.” 

The small girl didn’t waste a second as she flung herself into his arms. Max held onto her tightly, tears started to fall from his eyes. “I’m so sorry daddy was working, he’s been busy -”

“It’s okay daddy.” She evidently warmed up to him faster than you did. “Mummy always said you had work.” 

“But now I’m going to be with you so much more, I promise you.” 

“Will you be home for Christmas?”

Max looked over to you for confirmation. You nodded your head, you wanted him around just as much as she did. “Yes baby I will be.” She only giggled as Max set her down. 

“You drive for Red Bull?” Her small hands traced the logo on his suit. 

“Yes I do, Uncle Daniel used to as well.” 

“When you were very small.” You added. 

“Daddy?”

“Yes my love?”

“Do you love Mummy?”

“He better.” Charles muttered earning him a light shove from Daniel. 

“Yes I do and I love you too.” She fell back into his arms, not wanting to let go of him. 

You finally had your family back together and looking around at Lando, Daniel and Charles’ it was evident that you had a bigger support system then just Daniel. Leia was one lucky girl. 

“Mummy?” Leia turned to you. 

“Yes baby?”

“I want Santa to bring me a Red Bull helmet.”

Great, another racer in the family. 

---

Read Part 2 here

[little-miss-dilf-lover]

HEY HEY HEY so I’ve never requested anything before bc I’m new to tumblr and idk if this is even where I’m supposed to request thing so if i’m wrong then I sincerely apologise.

BUT, if I am then slay I have a funky idea for a tangerine fic that I think you would write so well :)

So I saw you said you’re British but idk if you ever went to a youth club? Like where they have 5-12 year olds come for group games in a sports hall and they do arts and crafts and play with the big rainbow parachute thing on the ground?? Well anyhoo I’ve been stuck on this non hitmen au where I can see reader being one of the leaders who takes the club and usually lemon is the other one, but for whatever reason, maybe like a recreational injury, he needs tangerine to fill in for a few weeks. So this is reader and tan meeting for the first time other than Lemon mentioning him and obviously Tan isn’t used to being around kids and is a grumpy dude and doesn’t know how to talk to them while playing the games but reader finds it funny because she knows them all well. Some funny Tangerine and kiddio interactions results in him catching her attention and the two become better friends while the group are away with the arts and crafts leader. Maybe they get up to some interesting stuff after a few weeks in the sports supply store room?? I just think it’s a fun little thing and the idea gives me nostalgia because if my old youth club lol

HI HI HII!! don’t worry you did it right! okay so, for this I had too many ideas (as it felt so nostalgic to write) I kinda added too much but not enough and feel as though it may not make any sense (like I waffled) I really loved this idea and don’t know if I did as well as I could’ve. but thank you for requesting, hope you like it💌

uncle lemon’s brother

tangerine x f reader

wc || 1.2k

warnings || none

masterlist + rules

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Most days, you worked at the local youth club, where you'd lead all sorts of fun activities for the kids. Whether that be arts and crafts, sports in the indoor hall or nature walks, whatever it was that kept the kids entertained, you did it. 

Luckily you have a work partner that helps lighten the weight of the kids' intense energy. He's much like a child himself, so he fits in perfectly. When he first joined several months back, the kids gave him a nickname before he could even introduce himself, naming him Lemon, well, Uncle Lemon. There was no reason behind the nickname other than it was 'funny'.

You and Lemon were quite a pair when handling the kids. You had worked out a system that allowed the children to do as much as possible in the short time you had available. You'd lead the artsy sessions, and Lemon managed the sporty activities. 

Last week, during one of the after-school sessions, Lemon ironically injured his wrist on one of the climbing apparatuses while on lookout duty. So for his temporary replacement, he asked his brother to fill in. You've never met his brother before, only hearing bits of him when Lemon would share stories or memories. You were a little uncertain if he would be a good substitute considering how much of a grump he was described as. 

-

Today is his brother's first day, so you were patiently waiting by the front desk to give him a quick tour before the kids arrived. Hearing a car pull up out front, you hastily organise the schedule for this afternoon, flicking through the papers as you make your way to the entrance.

"Hey, 'lright?" the man greets, extending a hand.

"Hi," you reply, shaking his hand as you hold his intense eye contact. "You're Lemon's brother, right?"

"Yeah-- Lemon?" he questions, his head slightly cocking.

Snickering. "Yeah, the uh- kids gave him that nickname when he joined. Clearly, it's stuck. How is he doing, by the way?"

"So dramatic," he scoffs. "Acting like he broke his whole body. Can't believe the knob-- sorry, the idiot broke his wrist on a climbing frame," he snickers, following after you. 

"Yeah, that sounds about right," chuckling. 

-

It took a little time for Lemon's brother to settle into his new role. It was quite clear that he was not used to being around kids, but as the afternoon went on, he grew more comfortable, and his demeanour began to change. Soften, even.

He was 'coaching' a game of dodgeball while you entertained the eliminated kids, telling them stories until the next round. 

"Bob..." a little boy asks, lightly tugging on your hand.

"We're still calling me 'Bob'?" you question, your features playful as you act displeased. "But, yes, munchkin. What's up?" you ask, ruffling his hair.

"What should we call him?" he asks, blatantly pointing across the hall.

"I think something funny," someone else adds, giggling.

"I think we should call him turd man,"

"Turd man?" you entertain, pretending to be disgusted. "That's so disgusting."

"I like turd man,"

"Me too," another adds.

"Mr Grump,"

"Don't forget he's Lemon's brother, so we should call him something similar?" you prompt, trying to ease them into a less disgusting name. 

"BANANA," a young boy calls out, practically jumping in excitement.

"Apple,"

"Orange,"

"Lemon number two,"

"Oh, how about something citrus-like. Something sour, maybe?" you chuckle, occasionally catching eyes with the new replacement across the way.

"Satsuma," a little girl calls out, pulling the small orange from her shoe.

"Sweetie, that's a tangerine," you smile.

"That's a good name,"

"We should call him that,"

"Please can we call him that, Bob?"

"Please..."

"Hm, I don't see why not," you laugh, ushering the kids along to join in the new game.

"Tangerine," a young girl calls out, rushing over.

"Tangerine!" another screams. 

"Why the calling me that?" he whispers, his head hung low as he leans towards you. 

"Ask them," you snicker, talking close to his ear. "Could be worse. They call me Bob,"

"Okay, yeah, you're right. That's much worse," he chuckles. "'lright," he claps, gathering the kids together. "We got time for one more game, ain't we, Bob?"

Grinning. "Yeah, I think so, Tangerine."

After one quick game of dodgeball later, you, Tangerine and the kids walked back to the main rec room to wind down before hometime. All sat in a circle as you all took turns to share your favourite part of the day.

"Where are you from, Tangerine?" a little boy asks, picking his nose as he poked him with his free hand.

He turns to look at you, his features begging for help as he leans away from the bogey picker. "Um... from my house,"

"Me too,"

"And me,"

"I'm from Poland,"

"Me too,"

"My daddy is from Ireland,"

"Where is that?"

"Near Spain,"

"No, that's an island,"

"You're wrong,"

Listening to all the kids blabber on, you face Tangerine, masking a snicker when you see his exasperated expression. "Hang in there," you mouth, a smile pulling on the corners of your lips. 

Playing along, he checks the time on his watch. "Almost there," he whispers. 

As the days went on, Tangerine grew a lot more comfortable with the kids, and he looked as though he was starting to enjoy his time with them. There was something so endearing about seeing a burly, attractive man acting so juvenile while entertaining kids, how soft and gentle he could be while speaking to them. 

-

The two of you had spent lots of time together over the last couple of weeks, hanging out and chatting whenever there was a moment free. Tangerine was very slow to warm up, very reserved, but once you got past the first layer, you realised just how decent a person he is. 

The kids had just left for the day, so you and Tangerine had to pack away the equipment in the sports cupboard that was left out.

"Hey, pass us that, would ya?" he asks, nodding to the bag of balls behind you. 

"The ballbag?" you grin, reaching over the messily organised area. "You gotta say it. That's the rule round here," you joke.

"Ballbag," he says flatly, extending a hand. "Now give it," 

"Yeah, one min, my legs stuck,"

"Stuck?"

"Yeah," you sigh.

"Don't move. I'll come help," grinning.

"You're a funny man,"

He parts the boxes to the side as he makes his way over to you, moving the equipment out of the way so he can crouch to the floor beside you. His hand is warm and firm as he grips your ankle, slowly guiding it from the crack, looking up at you. 

He coughs in his fist, clearing his throat. "There we go," he says, glancing away from your admiration-filled gaze.

Clearing your own throat, awkwardly looking away. "Thanks,"

"Yeah," he nods, meeting your eyes once more. 

He slowly stands up, keeping his eyes glued to yours. His head hangs low as he brushes a strand of hair away from your face, his eyes darting over you. "No problem," he whispers. 

"We should get going," you whisper back, practically pulling away.

"Don't worry. I weren't gonna kiss ya," Tan chuckles, lacing his hands into yours. Smirking. "Not yet, anyway."

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[ionfusionpunk]

hello, what’s this about awake craniotomies and clone chip removal? (I don’t follow you, I just saw your note in the reblogs and went “oooo this seems interesting!”)

Heyo! Of all the things I've commented on a post, I think this is exactly the one I expected to hear about the least lolol. I'm warning you, this is... a long post. It got away from me, I'm so sorry T-T (It's heckin long. I'm really sorry. I'll summarize at the top and you can read more beneath the break if you want.)

Long story short, I hyper fixated on this tiny little detail that really doesn't actually affect anything within the SW universe lmao.

TL;DR: The clones should be awake for their chip removal procedures with the exception of extenuating circumstances. Also, disclaimer, I'm not in the medical field, I just love research. If I get anything wrong, anyone is free to correct me :)

If you have any questions, please ask, I'm not very good at explaining things in way others understand at first. So it all makes sense to me, but you might not follow my leaps in logic 😅

Longer story: I was reading a fic this morning, and the clones involved got their chip removed. The text said something about 'waiting for them to wake up from the surgery', and it just kinda... idk, hit me that I have never ever read any fic where the clone doesn't have to wake up from being completely sedated for brain surgery.

Now, look. Write what you wanna write, like I said, it's not a big thing. But one of my neurodivergent quirks is that inaccuracy/misinformation/ignorance (willful or innocent) kinda bugs me? I like knowing that other people know things - know correct things. It brings me satisfaction and helps me sleep at night. So I kinda notice trends in what people seem to not/know.

My first thought when I realized the trend of complete sedation for brain surgery/chip removal led to me to draw two conclusions: a) As happens in fandom, most everyone just writes clones completely sedated for this procedure bc everyone else does. No biggie. It's easier, and again, doesn't really matter. b) Most everyone is working off misinformation pulled from inaccurate medical dramas and the assumptions made by the average fic writer. Again, not an issue. It's fiction. I just like... accuracy. So my brain took this and went ham.

Kay. So, there's this really cool thing about the brain that I'm starting to think isn't common knowledge? I'm kinda a nerd for weird medical things, and it's been a long time since my high school biology class where I first learned about this, so maybe it's just me. The brain doesn't have any pain receptors. None. Like, if you had just a living brain in the palm of your hand and you stabbed it or punched it or whatever, it wouldn't feel pain. Pressure maybe, since it still has touch receptors, but no pain whatsoever. The only pain receptors present around the vicinity of the brain are the ones around the brain.

This little fact led to a really cool and helpful medical advancement several years ago: this thing called awake craniotomies, or brain surgery where the patient is still conscious. The benefit is that it allows the surgical team to engage the patient and actively monitor cognitive function; this is a far step from waiting for the patient to wake up in order to determine if the surgeon done effed up and turned the patient into a vegetable - if they woke up at all, that is.

Originally this was practiced on epileptic patients bc, yanno, epilepsy. It's a really finicky condition, after all. Since then however we've managed to find other treatment options for epilepsy and other related conditions, so awake craniotomies (or conscious craniotomies as I call them, since it alliterates lol), so we've moved away from brain surgery there. Instead, awake craniotomies are now most often performed when removing or recessing a brain tumor. Again, it's a really finicky process, and the surgeon and their team really like being able to check on the patient during the whole process.

Before anyone freaks out about the pain receptors around the brain, there's an answer for that, too. A local anesthetic is used to completely numb the skull and scalp. Think of an epidural; it's the same idea.

Now, you may ask, how this all relates back to SW? Well, that's a great question lmaoooo. Now, in all of canon SW, there are only... seven (maybe eight) instances of a clone getting their chip removed. Tup, Fives, Rex, Hunter, Wrecker, Tech, and Omega (and Crosshair if his chip actually was removed like he said, I haven't watched TBBS2 yet). Actually, did Kix? I don't remember. Anyway.

I'm operating off the assumption that SW medical knowledge/tech is about equal to our own - i.e. that they still use many of the same procedures/practices/techniques for most things bar canonical exceptions. My friend in the server however pointed out that they weren't sure any clone medic could perform a complex brain surgery. Now, that's a fair point. The Kaminoans wouldn't care to teach the medics how to perform those surgeries on each other; they're products, they can be replaced, so what's the point?

But. Here are my counterpoints to that.

First. In the event of an emergency, it would only make sense that a clone medic be prepared to perform any sort of necessary procedure on a natborn officer or even their Jedi general/commander in the event they could not make it to a medical station or a proper surgeon in time. If there were natborn medics trained in complicated procedures and stationed on the ships, then there's always the chance there would be far more clone medics than them, and thus if they die, the clone medics would need to be able to step up in their place. So. Clone medics can probably perform brain surgery.

Second. With Fives, Rex, and CF99 (minus Crosshair), they remove their chips via surgical droid/machine. In fact, both Rex and CF99 do so on a GAR class ship. This shows that not only did the clones have access to the necessary technology, but it could also be easily operated. And not only that, but the only thing they needed was a program to locate and remove the chip. I think the importance of the program is that the machine itself can't perform a Level 5 Atomic Scan, so the program is needed to triangulate the position of the chip for the surgical machine itself.

Now. As to why an awake craniotomy is the way to go. Again, it allows the team to actively monitor cognitive function. Only in extenuating circumstances will the patient be completely sedated. This could be preference on the patient's part or due to certain circumstances.

Look at Tup, for example. His chip was rotting in his skull, and it's treated like a tumor (technically it is). Keeping him awake risked damage to himself and others. In light of this, it was safer for him to remain fully sedated. Additionally, he probably couldn't be revived completely either due to the already existent brain damage. This is an extenuating circumstance. Note however that there was still a qualified individual present for the surgery: the AZI droid maybe Nale Se, maybe Fives, I legit don't remember I'm so sorry). Now, there is another side to Tup's case: the Kaminoans. Nale Se wouldn't have cared for Tup's continued functionality; she only wanted his chip. She would have kept him sedated out of convenience, because the intent was always to have him decommissioned anyway.

Now for Fives. Fives learned about the chips. He had his removed. Who helped him? AZI. However, my theory here is that it isn't actually AZI performing the surgeries. I think he just... holds the programs for various surgeries and programs the surgical machine. We don't see anything of Fives' actual chip removal procedure, only the aftermath. I hypothesize that Fives was awake in the machine however, just properly anesthetized by AZI - who, as a medical assistant droid, would most likely be programmed as an anesthesiologist - and also observed by AZI. What I'm saying is that AZI probably was monitoring Fives' cognitive functions while he underwent an awake craniotomy to remove the chip in his head.

Rex. We know nothing about that procedure, just that it happened (unless we do, idk). Either another clone medic helped him and was there to monitor cognitive function, or Rex involved the help of another droid in order to be properly anesthetized for the process. Given the intense nature of the circumstances, he wouldn't have wanted to be fully sedated for the process in case he had to respond quickly to the chaos - which he did, leading ultimately to him and Ahsoka escaping with their lives. So, he wouldn't have been monitored (except maybe by a droid), but he definitely wouldn't have been fully sedated, either.

Then for CF99. For these procedures, we see Tech program the machine and then stand watch as they go in. They aren't sedated, with the technical exception of Wrecker (iirc, he was stunned unconscious). It's not just caution or paranoia that makes him observe, and not even just his knowledge of what's happening: it's procedure. He's there, as the only one who would know how to check, monitoring the cognitive function of his family.

Now, the conclusion, lol.

I mentioned my two hypotheses earlier about why fandom as a whole writes the clones being completely sedated. After going through all of this, I'm leaning more towards a simple abundance of misinformation. It's technically and tactically safer and more correct for the clones to be awake for their chip removals, and in fact seems to be subtly portrayed in canon (though it's really written in a way that can be interpreted either way).

The moral of this story is that TV medical dramas are shit and should never be taken at face value. Honestly. No one wakes up after CPR. They remain unconscious for a while. Defibrillation doesn't wake a person up, either. If you're hit hard enough to be knocked unconscious, you have a concussion. It takes seven minutes to kill a person by choking them, not seven seconds, but you can make them pass out in seven seconds if you apply pressure to the write spots on their neck in order to cut blood flow to the brain. Stuff like that. Oh, and yeah: awake craniotomies are a thing and are the safe way to remove a clone's chip.

[mr-bagel-dude-that-draws]

Puppette!

Made a digital circus oc! Despite her neutral looking face she can be pretty emotional sometimes.

Little backstory on her:

She was always kind of a “background character” in the digital circus, even when she first arrived she kinda just.. blended in while the main story took place. Over time she just kinda stayed with her role, makes it easy to slip out when there’s an adventure she doesn’t really wanna apart without anyone noticing. She did have friends like Kinger and Queener though, they were nice to be around and most of the time they would be the ones to notice if Puppette was gone and help her when her strings got tangled. One day though on a particular adventure Puppette decided to just slip out, it was a chaotic one so it was pretty easy to slip by. She went into the grounds to get away from everything at the moment, but she then found herself tripping over a rock and tangling herself in her strings and over a big hole in rhetorical ground. She kinda freaked out there and quickly tried to break free but she ended up snapping her strings and fall into the hole unable to move for the time being.

Skip forward to present day and Pomni has fallen down a hole, luckily for her Jax and Ragatha saw her fall down the hole so they went to go get Caine who instead of just teleporting Pomni out the hole or something, he decides to just- flip the hole upside down so Pomni just falls out of it. But something else fell out or maybe someone else, it was Puppette who only Kinger seemed to recognize. Caine simply goes “Oh so THAT’S where she was!” With a goofy sound effect after, he then snaps his fingers and Puppette’s strings fixed meaning she is able to move again. Puppette was mostly confused, how long was she out? The only recognizable face she can see is Kinger, she has no idea who these other people are. She is later acquainted with everyone else, and she does learn what happened to Queener and the others although she can’t say she’s too surprised. After the day(or whatever can be considered a day) is over Puppette resides back to her old room, thinking about the events that transpired. She has a lot of feelings, not sure if any of them are positive. She does think she should probably get used to life in the circus again, maybe she’ll grow out of her background character status? That would be nice.

Sorry if none of this makes sense I kinda just wrote it as I went along lol-

[coveredinsweetpea]

How about a short one with mechanic!Eddie getting head from waitress!reader during both their lunch breaks? Maybe them almost getting caught?

I'm so sorry this took me so long!!! But I'm back to writing now!!

Warnings: SMUT, 18+ please!!!!!, the ask is pretty self explanatory... kinda just blow job goodness I guess lol

You sat down on your little chair in the corner of the garage, tapping your foot against the concrete floor as you waited for Eddie to finish whatever task he was working on. He did try to explain to you why it was urgent and why he couldn’t put it off, but the words didn’t make too much sense to you. You just nodded and assured him you didn’t mind waiting, but the food was getting cold and your lunch break was almost over. The only thing that didn’t bother you as you sat and waited for him was the sight of him - hair up in a shitty bun, sweat pouring down his temples and his biceps flexing on full view since he had ripped the sleeves of his Hellfire shirt a couple of days after he started working at the garage. But no matter how mouth watering the sight was, you couldn’t have been happier to see him finally throw his tools to the side and walk over.

“I’m so sorry it took me so long, baby, I promise I’ll make it up to you tonight” Eddie sighed, wiping his hands on the side of his jeans.

“It’s perfectly fine” you smiled and cupped his cheeks to kiss his lips. “I love myself a hard working man”

“Do you?” he laughed.

“Oh yes, and you don’t need to make it up to me at all”

You didn’t know where all of this came from. Suddenly you couldn’t keep your hands off of him. Eddie didn’t really mind, but he was sweaty, full of grease and smelled like oil, while your hair was still as neatly done as it had been in the morning, your perfume tickled his nostrils and your little waitress uniform made him feel like you were from two different worlds. He so wanted to touch you, to run his hands all over your body, to feel every inch of you - to destroy this perfect harmony you had surrounded yourself in. But it was the middle of the day, you both had jobs to go back to, and so he knew he had to wait. 

You went back in for another kiss and pressed yourself all against his body. It burned inside of him - the need to just grab your hips and pull you closer, but he knew better than that, so he just sank into the kiss, played your game just a bit longer and then pulled away with a soft, longing tug on your bottom lip.

“Don’t get me going right now, Y/n, please” he sighed as he pulled away from you, “I’m disgusting, I can’t even touch you”

“But I want lunch” you pouted.

“I’ll go wash my hands and we can eat outside”

“No” you shook your hand and grabbed a fistful of his shirt, “Not that lunch”

“Y/n…”

“Please!!” you whined, pushing yourself up on your tiptoes and putting on your best smile, “I’ll be fast, Edddie, please! You know you can’t resist me that long anyway, not when I-”

“Wow, ok, none of that here!” he belted to drown out your words. Eddie looked from side to side and threw his coworker a nervous smile, dismissing the man’s confused look. “Don’t say stuff like that around these guys, they’re animals”

“Fuck them!” you scoffed, “Come on, come on, come on, I want you, Eddie. Now!”

“I feel disgusting, doll” he sighed and pecked your lips, “Look at my hands”

You completely ignored his hands. “Eddie, you didn’t work on that engine with your dick, come on!” you cried and leaned in to whisper in his ear, “I wanna make sure this lipstick really is blow job proof”

“Jesus, Y/n, I-”

He was flushed, but you had never had him deny you for so long before. “I’m sorry, it’s totally fine if you aren’t in the mood-”

“Aren’t in the mood?” Eddie scoffed and tugged on his jeans, “I just, um, need to wash up and I’ll-”

“No, you don’t, come on!” you beamed and took off towards the bathroom in the back, “I don’t need you to do absolutely anything”

“You’re gonna be the death of me”

“I hope not,” you giggled.

Once Eddie shut the door behind him, you pushed him back against the wall and fell to your knees while your fingers effortlessly worked on his jeans. 

He sucked in a breath. “Do you have any idea how hard it was for me to not slap your ass when you walked away from me like that?”

“Why didn’t you?” you looked up at him once his jeans slipped halfway down his thighs.

“You didn’t let me wash my hands” Eddie laughed and showed you his palms, which were black as coal and smelled suspicious.

You crinkled up your nose, “Keep those behind your back”

“Giving orders now, huh?”

“We both know you’re way better at listening to those than I am”

To that, he couldn’t do more than just nod in agreement. Unlike you, who liked to push his buttons until he couldn’t control himself anymore and just had to fuck the attitude out of you, Eddie was the sweetest, most obedient ever, a whimpering, whining mess, listening to every word you said. And now, it was no different. He just put his hands behind his back and closed his eyes, concentrating on his breathing once you started pulling down his underwear.

Almost fully hard already, you picked up his cock in your hand and licked his tip, your eyes up and fixed on his. The messy, rebel curls that just refused to be tamed by his hair tie had fallen down, framing his face and shadowing that look of pure desire on his face. 

Even though you knew you were in a hurry, you took your sweet time, licking your way up and down his cock, from the base up to his slit, enjoying a moan that just had to slip past your lips. As you busied yourself doing anything and everything other than taking him inside your mouth, Eddie found it so very hard to keep quiet - the walls were thin, he knew that all too well. And he had been doing a very good job until you arched your back and lowered yourself to take his balls inside your mouth, sucking and applying that perfect amount of pressure that you knew so well would instantly drive him mad. And it worked, his hips bucked against you in a second as a whimper broke past his lips.

“Fuck - Y/n, Jesus!”

“Mhm, what’s that?” you asked, innocently looking up at him.

“Jesus Christ, Y/n, that sweet, little mouth of yours…”

“You liked that?” you teased and grabbed his cock so that his tip was inches away from your lips. You gave the head a tiny lick and batted your eyelashes, “You like this too?”

“Please, just-” he shook his head and bit his lips.

His palms were sweaty, his fingers linked behind his back and nails digging holes into his skin as he did everything in his power to not just grab your head and force you all the way down his cock. He knew what you were doing, and he knew he was going to lose, but losing to you was always nothing less than absolute bliss.

“Just take me inside your mouth, princess, yeah?” he swallowed, “I need to be inside of you”

“You don’t trust me?” you pouted. With your eyes never leaving his, you gave his cock a few teasing pumps before tapping his tip against your lips. “You think I don’t know what I’m doing?” you questioned sweetly as you licked your way along his length, “You think I don’t know how to make you cum for me?”. Now you were just pushing it as you grabbed his balls into your hand and gently pulled, making him shake under your touch. “Haven’t I always been so good for you, Eddie?”

“Jesus fucking Christ” he exclaimed, slamming his head back against the wall as his dick twitched in your hand.

“I’ll take that as a yes” you smiled and prepared to continue before a knock made your eyebrows fly up in surprise. 

“Munson?” an unfamiliar, deep and raspy voice echoed from behind the door. “You all good in there?”

Eddie was just about to answer when you finally took him inside your mouth and hallowed your cheeks against his cock. A moan escaped his lips before any words could.

“Fuck - um-” he cringed, “I’m yeah, good”

“You sure, man? You sound like you’re dying in there”

Again, Eddie was about to answer when you started bobbing your head on his cock - a few times for courage, and then took him as far down your throat as you could.

“Fucking shit” he whispered to himself as every muscle inside his body tensed. He was finding it too hard to focus on both things, especially since he couldn’t give two flying shits about one of them.

“Munson?” The man tried again.

“I’m fine!” Eddie exclaimed, voice high pitched and out of breath, “I’ll be out in a sec”

The man mumbled something more, but you didn’t listen as you concentrated on your gag reflex, only pulling out when tears started forming in your eyes. At the last possible moment, you fell back, both of you panting.

“Jesus, sweetheart” Eddie shook his head in disbelief.

“You love me” you grinned and resumed your work, delicately working him towards a release that was not at all that far away.

“Fuck, I do.. I’m close,” he whispered. 

“Cum for me, come on, Eddie, let me taste you, baby” you smiled and took him back inside your mouth, expertly sucking his cock. Precum and spit trickled down your chin but you kept going, racking your nails up and down his thighs, leaving some sweet, pinkish lines you’d later love to explore again. 

“I’m gonna cum, love” Eddie whimpered and as a last effort to drive him mad, you took him again down to the back of your throat, keeping him there until he couldn’t anymore.

Unwilling to let any drops go to waste, you pulled his dick out of your mouth and pressed his tip against your tongue. As his release came and his cum dripped inside your mouth, Eddie panted fervently and bit down on his lips, eyes squinted shut as you licked and swallowed everything he had to give.

Once he was completely done, you wrapped your lips around his sensitive tip and sucked, only standing up when you were sure you got it all. 

“Come here” Eddie said, his hands still behind his back. “Missed a drop” he chuckled weakly before licking the corner of your lips and going in for a wild kiss.

No matter how used he was to your ways of driving him insane, he still needed a couple of seconds to pull himself together.

You fixed your makeup as he cleaned himself up, and before leaving the bathroom, you checked the time on the watch on his wrist. “It’s 13:53, I’m gonna have to take the bus”

“I can drive you”

“No, don’t waste your time, I don’t want you to have to stay late”

“I’d drive you to Hawkins and back and still wouldn’t consider it a waste of time”

“You know what I meant” you smiled, “I want you home as early as possible. I wanna cook for you tonight”

Eddie shook his head, “I don’t deserve you, sweetheart”

“Yeah, you do. Bye!” you giggled and pecked his lips, before opening the door and proudly strolling out of the bathroom. Your heels rang against the concrete floor, drawing all attention towards you. Once the other workers realized what had just happened but before any of them got a chance to react, you sweetly waved and headed out of the garage, “Bye, guys!”

[suzakisbbygirl]

“You Make Me Feel Free”

Pairing: Choi Yeonjun x gn!reader

Warnings: Angst, overthinking, anxiety, fluffy fluff, happy ending

Wc: 1.7k

AN: First writing for Yeonjun, the love of my life lol! This is actually based off of a dream that I recently had. I hope you enjoy it!

Much love ~ ember

Trapped. Always trapped. Not physically, but within your own head. Always overthinking, always reading into things more than you should, trapped within your mind. Until you met him. Choi Yeonjun. From the first encounter you had with him, you could just tell that there was something different about him. Something that you have never seen within another person. Little did you know at the time of your first meeting, he was about to change everything.

Flashback

It’s been a month since you moved to Seoul with your best friend, a dream that the two of you have had for years, finally came to life. Living in Seoul made you happy. Even though you are a foreigner, you are fluent in the language, and have picked up on social norms relatively quickly. If it weren’t for your appearance, nobody would know that you are from a different country.

One of your favorite places to go is a local coffee shop, about five minutes away from your apartment. Being that you work a remote job, you either work at home, or at this coffee shop. Walking in, you order your usual, pay for your drink, and go to your usual table, and start working. After about an hour of working, you felt that someone was staring at you. Looking up from your laptop, you see a group of guys had walked in, and one of them happened to be looking at you. After making eye contact, you see him bashfully look away. Thinking nothing of it, you return to your work.

The boys order their drinks, and are getting ready to leave, when the one staring at you gets a little distracted and trips over a chair. Conveniently, you happened to be sitting in the splash zone of his iced americano, as the coffee went down your back. Thankfully, none of it got on your laptop, however your back was now covered in coffee. You jumped from the sudden sense of ice hitting you, and turned to see a mortified expression written on his face.

“I’m so sorry! I just got distracted and tripped, and then my coffee wasn’t in my hands anymore, and….”

“It’s okay it’s okay!” You said, cutting off his rambling, “It’s just a shirt, really it's no big deal.” You stated, trying to get the flustered man to calm down, as the other four boys are at the door trying their hardest not to laugh.

“Let me buy you another coffee, or a new shirt, please, something, I feel terrible.” He said, as he tried to calm himself down, ears burning red, as you looked at him with an expression of kindness. “Let me take you out shopping to make up for this.”

He wants to take me shopping, just because of a little spill? I can’t do that, that would be too much… though his rambling is kinda cute… you thought to yourself.

After some contemplation, you agreed to a small shopping trip with him, simply because you were too shy to outwardly say that you wanted to see him again. The shopping trip that afternoon was one of the best days you have had since moving to Seoul. He kept his promise of only getting you one shirt, and even then you felt bad, but you did enjoy the time spent with him.

End of flashback

Choi Yeonjun. THE Choi Yeonjun of Tomorrow X Together. YOUR Choi Yeonjun. All you could think about in the three months of you two dating is “how? Why is he with me? He’s an idol, and I’m just… me.” This thought constantly running through your head. Trapped in your mind. Yet even with this thought, you also think about the dates you have been on with him, How happy he looks. How excited he gets to see you, no matter how exhausted he is. How he always looks at you with the most loving expressions. Why me. The thought unable to leave your mind.

Yeonjun knows that you overthink things a lot. As much as you try to hide it, he has been able to figure out your tells within the last three months. Whenever he sees that you are overthinking, he does everything in his power to comfort your mind, and put your thoughts at ease. But tonight is different. Tonight is worse than he has seen in the past. So tonight, he takes you on a spontaneous walk around the city. He knows that you will talk when you are ready, and he doesn't want to push you, but he wants you to know that he is there with you, and he knows that night walks tend to ease your mind.

Tonight is the quietest that Yeonjun has ever seen you. Of course you still greeted him with a hug, and a kiss, but he could tell immediately that you are not feeling alright. Walking through the city, you breathe in the fresh air, and look at all of the lights, a sight that always takes your breath away. The two of you have been walking for what seems like forever, when he finally sits you at a park bench.

“Baby, you have been quieter than normal tonight. What’s on your mind?” He asks in the most soothing, loving voice you have ever heard.

“I don't know Jun, there’s so much going through my head, I dont know where to start.” With this, he sits quiet for a moment, thinking of the right thing to say.

“Why don't we start with what you are thinking about the most?” He suggests, keeping his tone calm and collected, even though he is freaking out inside, trying his hardest not to overthink himself.

You didn't want to ask right away what was truly on your mind, so you brought up stress with work instead. Talking about how things are becoming a little overwhelming, and how other people are not getting their work done on time, which pushes your work behind too. Yeonjun sits there listening to every word you say, soaking in all of the information, determining if you need advice, or if you simply need to let your thoughts out. He concludes the latter, and the two of you begin walking again.

After another few minutes of walking, and thinking, you realize you are walking through an open field at a nearby park. Stopping in your tracks, you look up at the sky, noticing that even with the city lights illuminating, you can still see the stars.

“Why don't we lay here and look for shooting stars?” Yeonjun suggests, knowing that looking at the stars is one of your favorite pastimes.

Quietly nodding, you lay down on the soft grass, feeling Yeonjun lay next to you. You can tell that your quietness is making him nervous, and it makes you feel bad. You are in no way trying to hurt him, you are just nervous to ask him the thoughts that are rolling through your mind. Just ask, he isn’t going to judge you, he never has… but what if this is the one time that he does? What if he takes it the wrong way and doesnt want to be with you anymore…

“Y/n? Please, talk to me, I know there is more that you are thinking of other than work. Please let me help baby…” he says, starting to project his worry for you.

After a moment of silence, you finally decide to ask.

“Why me?” You blurt out, too scared to look in his direction.

“What? What do you mean?” He asks, his worried tone turning to a slight panic.

“Why me? Why are you with me of all people? You could have literally anyone in the world, and you settled for me… Why?” You ask, now looking at him, though you look away again when you see the shocked expression that has taken over his perfect features. Another moment of silence passes as you wait for his response, still trapped in your thoughts, that are increasing with every passing second.

Before you know it, his lips are on yours, and you are caught in the most passionate kiss you have ever felt. It felt like a movie scene kiss. Sparks flying and fireworks exploding in the distance. Pure love. After a few moments he pulls away, and looks at you, deep in your eyes, as if he is staring straight into your soul.

“Why am I with you? Because when I am with you, I know that I can be my true self. I know that I can goof around, and I wont be judged. When I’m with you, I feel like I can live a normal life. When I’m with you… I feel free.”

Free. That was it. That was the difference between him and the others. That was the feeling you had on the first shopping trip. The feeling that you felt when you were with him. Free. Completely and utterly free.

Unaware that you were now realizing that you felt the same, you were brought back to reality when you heard concern in his voice again.

“Y/n?” Concern now beginning to seep into his mind, as if he said the wrong thing.

Returning to reality, you pull him into another passionate kiss, letting your lips mold to his in perfect unison.

“That’s it. That’s what it is.” You whisper with a smile on your face. As happy as Yeonjun is to see you smiling for the first time tonight, he is confused, and you can see it all over his face.

“I couldn’t figure out why i think less when you’re around. But that’s it. Exactly what you said.” You say, starting to gain some of your normal happiness back.

“Which part?” He asks, trying to hide the smirk that is creeping onto his lips.

“You make me feel free.”

With that, he pulls you into the tightest hug. Arms wrapped around you, making you feel protected and safe. A wave of emotions washes over you after your sudden realization, and you begin to feel tears stinging your eyes, unable to hold them back. Laying there on the grass, in the middle of a park, being held by the one man who has been able to ease your thoughts, you felt free. For the first time. The thoughts that consumed your mind were at ease, and you felt free. Free of overthinking, free of the fear that nobody will accept you or your mind, free of the trapped feeling that consumed you until now. With Choi Yeonjun, you were free.

[c-cw-f-saeko]

tell me your name (tesso and seonhee headcanons 2/3)

they moved out of the way so i could take a picture of mt. fuji -> loose recreation of this image 

hi !! i thought i’d finish this tesso and seonhee (separate and together) headcanon masterpost. it covers their individual backstory, how they met and how their relationship grew.

btw i made another headcanon masterpost about the liumang here 🤩 it wouldn't be a bad idea to read it before this one !

i warn that this is the ultimate yapping session LOL so it's long and very image heavy OOPS! there are more than 30 images, i wanted to add more but will stop there for now. check the bottom of the post for some straightforward headcanons (and a TLDR).

also, please pretend the entire timeline makes sense.....i won't beat myself over ageless characters not fitting 100% with documented events 😭 (imo seonhee is 34 and tesso is 37 currently) nvm my guess for seonhee but tesso is surely 37

also, the two fics i wrote heavily tie to this (don't mind the last one). i won't say you need to read them to understand, but i recommend reading them (BC I COOKED!) it'll be linked when needed.

- wang tielin

not completely accurate because he shouldn't have his scars but i'm too lazy to re-do the texture from scratch... sorry tielin 💔

birth name is wang tielin

born in japan. lived in the countryside with his uncle for the longest he could remember.

vowed to his childhood friend to live on the straight and narrow no matter what (hahaha)

a promise to keep was to become rich and share with their family when they grow up.

went to school just because, but had no plans nor dreams in particular. never stirred trouble.

was always kinda bland, but made an effort to become and dress "cooler" after coming to kamurocho (look at the fit please 😭 it was definitely a phase). this is part of the stuff tesso left behind (including his real name). would've preferred no one he knows today met him during that time.

zhao tried time and time again to make tesso show him pictures of him when he was younger but tesso claims to have none. zhao even got seonhee on the task and was ready to put down a good chunk of cash to make it happen. unfortunately for him, tesso was a nobody that truly came out of nowhere according to the geomijul (seonhee just lied 🤩 sorry tianyou).

-> long before the liumang

he came from some city in the country side where nothing really happens. his aunt and uncle took care of him and sent went to school. he was expected to take on his uncle’s restaurant since he was helping out from time to time and that’s what his uncle wanted anyway. 

how can i put it… as long he found a way to feed himself and have a roof over his head, he didn’t have a goal to attain (like a goal career or whatever). he had no aspirations as in “i guess i’ll live” 😍 

though, he had a close friend called liwei. they spent most of their time at school and outside together doing whatever. unlike tesso, liwei had big dreams of finally making it out go the “boring” countryside and establishing himself in a big city, becoming the wealthiest person of his family to provide for his parents. he had a passion about going to especially kamurocho because it was the complete opposite of their current lives. tesso's response to liwei was mostly -> “i support you!” he kinda admired liwei for having determined ambition. 

-> a bit before the liumang 

though, liwei ended up getting killed because a hit was ordered by a bunch of strangers on seemingly the wrong person. not a lot of clues were left behind, but tesso was adamant about it being a mistake since the two of them always swore on being on the straight and narrow (ironically).

so, tesso decided to leave his hometown in the countryside to find out what happened, who killed liwei and how the mix-up happened in the first place.

it lead him to many big cities (like kamurocho) though he navigated a bit clumsily with his words (talking a bit too carelessly about “i’m looking for such such that killed such and such, not knowing the type of place he was getting into), tesso ends up getting jumped by the local chinese mafia at least twice 😭 the clues he finds leads him into yokohama and bro gets jumped again 😭

all to figure out the true culprit was guys from yokohama's chinatown and going up front to them was the worst idea ever. instead, he joins the liumang (at first for refuge as outsider chinese people were vulnerable to trouble between seiryu/liumang and liumang/chinatown). then, in hopes of giving another meaning to his life and eventually seek justice for liwei’s murder.

-> in the liumang 

won't go too much in detail here, but tesso ends up being recruited personally by zhao as a liumang officer through a fight - given the exploit of him being able to scratch his jacket with his claws (and zhao scratched his face across his nose and cheeks with his sabre 😍)

- sakura, the number one hostess

long ago in kamurocho, seonhee used to be an hostess called sakura. remnants of the jingweon mafia rejected by mainland and local koreans (that later formed the geomijul) survived  the best they could with low-level information dealing. they used cabaret clubs to get info out of the local population. 

moving left and right with her mother, it was lucrative enough for her to be able to fend for the two of them — even if it was temporary, she would be doing it until they’d be able to find some sort of stability. 

eventually, the cabaret club was disbanded due to more prominent gangs taking over kamurocho, basically forcing the geomijul out of the city (to later end up yokohama).

in the move, the geomijul was very unstable; most members falling into despair as they were forced out of of home one more time.

seonhee was one of the few people to step up to rally the remaining people together. if they were wavering in the faith of surviving their predicament, the geomijul wouldn't even survive. she did everything she could to make sure fellow members wouldn't walk astray and find them a new home.

being one of people that proposed lodging the geomijul between the seiryu clan and the liumang and reprise their information dealing activities. it was through her sheer determination and in the success of securing the geomijul in yokohama that seonhee was made leader (despite being that young and a woman) jumping over all the oldheads.

fun fact, after leaving the cabaret club, she vowed to herself to never do that type of work ever again.

- meeting for the first time in kamurocho

bro came dressed like that to the luxury club 😭 first timer spotted!! fresh meat here!!!!!!

one promise he made to himself was to realize one of liwei’s dreams, no matter how futile it was. so, he gathered most of his money and decided to light it up for one night in kamurocho in his honour. he ended up going to the first cabaret club he laid eyes on - the one owned by the geomijul.

given the way he was dressed (lol) and the fact he had never been in the city before, seonhee (the number one hostess at the time) was tasked of  tending his table. she usually handled the most "suspicious" customers. 

that's what she thought at first, but past their initial talk, she really did find out he was just young random dude trying out the cabaret clubs for the first time. 

“is it your first time here?” “yeah, there isn’t stuff like this where i live” and so on. funny enough, he turned the conversation back on her a lot so she could ramble about the city and the type of work she did (life in the countryside is boring and uneventful anyway). it caused her to indirectly talk about the geomijul — tesso couldn’t know, her words still applied to the cabaret club dynamic. “the streets are competitive so we are working hard to stay on top!” and how teamwork was the most important thing at the end of the day, etc.

they had a good time talking and tesso was glad to find out city girls were so friendly. he had the impression that he’d be eaten alive, but he was doing ok so far. 

he touched briefly on the real reason he visited kamurocho (thought to himself it would defeat the purpose to not mention it). though, seonhee was smart to not make him linger on the subject by proposing to toast in his honor. tesso agreed, he was there to celebrate and she had made the right call. 

[sorry for the lack of continuity here but i can't being myself to write more atm. will evetually expand that part into a fic.]

- meeting for the second time in yokohama

tesso was always one of the officers zhao relied on the most. for example, he was leading the men sent by zhao after nanba through the city.

so, after mabuchi's overturned coup-d'etat and seonhee taking over the liumang, zhao named tesso as the most reliable man under him and could definitely provide great support in mending the geomijul and liumang together - zhao assured seonhee she could rely on tesso to bridge the two factions.

seonhee was quick to recognize tesso right away, thinking hard about where she had seen such a familiar face before - and the options were very little. it didn't take long for her to realize that it was the same guy she met at the cabaret club years ago. she thought about playing it cool and pretending they never met before, "he probably forgot anyway" and it's not like she looks exactly the same as she did. but she couldn't really shake off the possibility of him remembering. still, she plays it off in front of zhao

for as long as tesso remembers, the geomijul was a very secretive organization and most liumang didn't even know who the boss was and what they looked like. so he rolled with the assumption of having never met them before. so, of course, when he officially met seonhee for the first time, he didn't recognize her. at least at first 😭

- the underworld post mabuchi

because of fusion of the underworld, there was a lot of re-structuring to (such as combining certain cashflows, identifying businesses to assign new leaders to look after them, etc.) it was challenging especially after mabuchi basically left the liumang in shambles and with a lot of defecting members.

tesso helped out sorting out the mess with seonhee personally; it was easier to go through everything with someone that new the ordeal from top to bottom (thanks to zhao). the little time they had was dedicated to fixing the whole organization. at that time, seonhee relegated a lot of leading responsibilities to joongi while tesso did the same with his subordinates.

that's all it was; hours in a corner of the geomijul (usually in the middle of the night) sorting through hundred of files.

at first, it was awkward. tesso had never seen who led the geomijul before and the reality was very far from this expectations. starting at the fact he didn't even thought the geomijul had a woman at its head because of the rumours running the liumang. a detail zhao never bothered bringing up before they met.

zhao's funky and malleable nature was replaced by something more rigid, stern at times but always stood on business. it was different, but tesso went along with it. her style was definitely gonna bring the liumang and geomijul back on its feet.

still, he spoke to her with the same clumsiness as he did with zhao. distant in his words, just like a subordinate should be to its leader. she didn't mind, especially when she did most of the talking anyway.

that's how their routine was at the start: meet, sort documents, leave — there wasn't anything else more to it.

but, something didn't feel quite right.

the more he heard her talk, the more he was sure to have met her before. the words she used, her tone... it felt so familiar. and he had plenty of time to think about it. there was no doubt, she definitely was that girl from the cabaret club...

he kept it to himself and vowed to pretend he's mistaken. the last thing he could do was to bring it up first and be wrong. he would continue to behave the same as he ever did. given their circumstances, he could assume she had left her old life behind as well.

though, irony seeped from his pores, it was stronger than him. the coincidence was a bit humorous; the two of them meeting again with different names and under these unlikely circumstances. he kept his stun under wraps - or at least tried to.

from lingering gazes when she wasn't looking to the way she held herself, tesso recalled the selfless woman he met long ago in kamurocho. despite the heavy facade she always wore, she played it off well, how, in the midst of her words, always passed others before herself.

even with her bolder style, and it's not like she changed much: she was still as beautiful as ever and had that unwavering aura fit of a born leader.

perhaps, he had made his realization too obvious.

ever since zhao presented tesso to seonhee, she knew they had met before. thus, sat quietly with the intent of pretending she was someone else. however, tesso's demeanour changed out of the blue. he seemed a bit more awkward and careful in his words.

though, seonhee resigned on pretending. "tesso? is that how you call yourself these days?" shortly followed with his real name. she asks, chuckling a bit. perhaps, he could've picked something more subtle. he did abandon his birth name for this alias he wasn't really sure whom give it to him. but it doesn't really matter. it just meant was a completely different man now.

it was a bit ironic; they are able to have to shy laugh about it, the ice is starting to melt between them.

- the bridge between the geomijul and yokohama liumang

overall, the union between the geomijul and liumang was welcome by its members. given the situation they both were in - one left without a leader and the other very vulnerable to outside threats. it was worth leaving residual animosity behind and cooperate for the sake of keeping yokohama safe.

so, antagonists to seonhee taking over after zhao were far and between - mainly geomijul oldheads (like seo hancheol 😍 rip bozo) and the few remaining mabuchi enjoyers (like zheng because yes in this timeline bro didn’t get banished out of yokohama).

so, not only did tesso assist seonhee in the merge of the two groups, but he kinda became for the liumang what joongi is for the geomijul: the first commander under the leader and first rep for the liumang. so, in case of trouble or any reference needed from geomijul members, they could ask him if needed. tesso is known to get along with younger folks (canon) so it helps a lot!

overall, the underworld is structured like this:

- factions subordinates (tesso and the geomijul)

yeona calls tesso liumang oppa 😭 she's the one that got tesso to read manga

i feel like yeona would get along well with these two LOL she can get info on joongi from tesso since they work on another level (joongi hides his cringy side from his subordinates). also, she tends to tease seonhee a bit about not being single anymore 😭 in a little sister-big sister type of way. bc like it's not like they ever announced anything, but yeona just picks up on vibes like that 😭 there's banter between seonhee and her, but it's in good faith!! there are so little women in the geomijul, so yeona made sure to stick with

"seonhee unnie, that's your boyfriend isn't it?" she didn't say that, but her eyes kinda did 😭 yeona always knows when something is up about her big sister. this whole exchange happened while tesso was reading his notes LOL 😭

well kinda... because now that seonhee is taken, han-sama (joongi) can stop worrying about seonhee's relationship status.

- advisor to advisor (tesso and joongi)

"Tha- That's not possible! She couldn't have a boyfriend! Some random man from who-knows-where!?" (direct canon quote istg 😭)

"some random man from who-knows-where" that's literally what tesso was to joongi for awhile. 

of course, he knew tesso was one of the closest subordinates of zhao. but he wanted to dig out his history as much as he could before even asking zhao about it. surprise came when he didn’t find much out of the geomijul surveillance system — there was no way to know for sure how nor when he got in the city. however, joongi was adamant about not asking seonhee about it just yet. 

sure, tesso and seonhee never announced they were together (for a very long time). but joongi picked up the smallest changes of seonhee's demeanour and her mannerisms. she tried her best to conceal it, but nothing went past his eye. and it was very clear to him... seonhee was indeed dating that random man.

at first, it was veiled concern but joongi believed seonhee could do better. he thought seonhee could aim for someone more or at least just as good looking than him (im sorry LOL but exhibit A) and someone as refined as her and not so… contradictory in looks and personality (tesso looks rough with a lot of distinctive features but is rather simple). so, first impression wise, it was off to a rocky start. 

despite being the two most important members of the geomijul and liumang, joongi and tesso didn’t really get along. tesso thought joongi was arrogant and preferred dealing with his subordinates instead (like yeona with whom he was able to work well with). 

“don’t mind han-sama. he’ll get over it eventually…” tesso still has no clue what she means by that

the impression of tesso and joongi not getting along wasn't setting a good example for the fellow geomijul and liumang members. while tesso was unsure about the whole thing, joongi struggled moving on for a bit. even seonhee wasn't sure of what was going on between the two.

it took yeona telling on joongi's business back to seonhee for her to set the record straight. no one knows for sure what she has said, but their short discussion was followed by a shy apology from joongi, blaming the geomijul's eternal lack of trust of others for his behaviour and vowed to be as reliable as ever. actually, that was a move from seonhee where she wouldn't let a reason so petty cloud joongi and tesso's relationship further. it was better if tesso didn't know (lol).......

in joongi's opinion, there was too many red flags or dubious points about tesso and couldn’t figure out where nor when they even met (as seonhee never mentioned him before). so, everything came to him as a surprise. 

deep down, the hurt joongi felt was because seonhee didn’t tell him about it first when they shared pretty much everything. he took it as a sign of being unworthy of her trust. understanding it didn’t come from malice, joongi slowly opened up to tesso - it was iffy at first, there was still moments when he was a bit rude despite him. it took time, but joongi trusted seonhee in her decision and agreed that tesso wasn’t so bad after all (“albeit a bit goofy and doesn’t have a presentation as neat as I do”). all that mattered at the end of the day was seonhee’s wellbeing and she seems happy. bro got over himself…

- relationship ladder

(i'm not gonna extend myself too much on this but) the particular thing about them is how the closer they got, the place to work on business changed as well.

this is the fish shop next to eomoni's vow 😭

it started at the corner of the geomijul but surely became eomoni's vow (which is just my first fic LOL) - right at the time when the city was as calm as ever and the liumang and geomijul were combined together. members were more comfortable walking the streets so the need to remain miles of tunnels under the surface wasn't as needed.

still, they usually met in the middle of the night to work on stuff, but just end up eating and drinking the hours away. they got in the habit of playing mahjong against each-other singing karaoke on rare occasion (amongst other things).

next location is qing jin.

omg bro with the three piece suit 😭

it's upgrade from eomoni's vow since the top floor has a dress code 😍 you have to be put together to get in there so dresses and dress shirts are a must.

tesso debated for awhile before inviting her. it was a bit of a bold move, but he knew qing jin would be more of her taste (more spacious, luxurious and an entire different palate) AND it was still very private.

tesso actually picked the artwork (see the tomato picture below) and the room divider is from lin lin

they went a few times, and that was then tesso told seonhee about zhao's apartment complex and eventually advanced the idea to share a spot there. won't go over the details again LOL but you get the idea 🤩

knowing she'd be coming, tesso leaves her sweets 🥹 he's usually more busy on foot (you know assassination quests 🤩), but will drop by before she does if he has other stuff to do for the day.

seonhee definitely spends more time there since she doesn't have to be out carrying missions out on the streets and enjoys the privacy. it's seemingly normal when compared to the gloominess of the geomijul and restaurant row.

- trip to kyoto

this is basically the fic i wrote last year - tesso and seonhee go on a trip to kyoto. (PLEASE READ IT I COOKED!!! 😭) the fic in a nutshell:

i am kidding of course

despite being a higher ranked officer with more responsibilities, he’s always stuck at the “uhhhh taking some time off like that kinda feels unfair” but was bullied convinced by zhao to take some anyway. yokohama had been peaceful for awhile now and his subordinates could run well without him around for a few days.

so take the bullet train to osaka only to come back three days and four nights later. notably, they visit the nonomiya shrine (the shrine of love woooooooohooooo, no it is actually!), tesso dedicates her a poem and they stay in a machiya.

funny enough, i managed to make 3d models pretty close to the original drawings (iykyk) so it's fun!

pretty!!!!!!!!! 😭

- miscellaneous

funny thing they do -> rock paper scissors and they talk to each-other the native tongue of whoever wins for a day. seonhee tends to win often; she's just built like that.

during yua's first year at seiryo, tesso and seonhee attended the parent-student meeting together in place of her uncle (yua's legal guardian at the time). to meet sawa-sensei (yes she lived).

negative trait

tesso : can be too passive | seonhee : lacks humility

positive trait 

tesso: dependable | seonhee: diligent 

strength against the other

tesso: resistant to dominatrix energy | seonhee: resistant to tianyou

their weakness coming from the other

tesso: her cute mannerisms | seonhee: him calling her a specific petname (b......ba......omg i can't [dies of cringe])

serious complaint about the other

tesso: sacrificing health for the sake of fashion | seonhee: sleeps too little

unserious complaint about the other 

tesso: lacks stamina | seonhee: grandpa mannerisms at 37

random quirk

tesso: can fall asleep anywhere | seonhee: rarely laughs from her the pit of her stomach

karaoke? 

seonhee: enjoys anything from koda kumi | tesso: either tone deaf or decent, nobody knows… won’t do anything more than adlibs

hobby they got because of the other

tesso: skincare | seonhee: gardening

seonhee enjoys growing tomatoes, amongst other things. on his part, tesso grows nappa cabbages somewhere on a rooftop in restaurant row (mostly for kimchi ofc).

hobby they don’t share

tesso: shopping | seonhee: running

hobby they tried together for the first time

dancing (thank you yagami)

seonhee is pissed bc yagami made them do something really hard as a tryout. it's not easy, but it's simple at least so they managed!

thing they do when sick

tesso: eats lemons like oranges | seonhee: drinks tea with every single aromatic she can find (ginger, turmeric, cinnamon, peppercorns, etc.)

last thing they fought about

seonhee being frustrated at tesso’s reluctance to take over the liumang, leading her to talk ill of zhao’s ways of leadership. though, seonhee is too proud to apologize first and they didn’t talk to each other for two weeks. even zhao and saeko picked up on the fact they were kinda avoiding each other. 

one thing they struggled with

(especially tesso at the start) treat each-other on equal footing. he was kinda confused at how to behave, whether to be or to not be subservient, like.....

not that it was his second nature, but that's what he used to for the longest time. so, he didn't mind at all.

seonhee was a bit frustrated at the need to spell it out, but it was better that way. at least, everything was clear between them from that point on.

for zhao's costume party [i'll write about this later? maybe?]

(actually seonhee convinced tesso but) they did matching costumes of leon kennedy and ada wong from RE.

TL;DR: i think there are moments when seonhee shares more of herself to someone on equal footing, moments where she's more vulnerable and has room to step away from her idolized self.

i think there are moments when tesso has to put himself first, moments when he must learn to not overextend himself at his own expense.

despite the unlikely circumstances and complicated conditions, i think they would be able to do that together. tesso and seonhee are polar opposites on so many things and i think they can learn a lot from each-other.

i'll make another post with all different outfits they had soon because the volume of models i made 😭

next headcanon post is either going to be ichitesso on dondoko island or yua.....idk yet........

and yes in my book miku was on dondoko island LOL

and before you ask, yes i smoke crack! thank you for coming to my ted talk!

[rin-and-jade]

Okay, so we've tried several times to write an ask, and each time we just..stop ?? So this time instead of explaining in detail n shit and saying how much we're sorry if this isn't appropriate to ask, I'm just gonna write :/

So, we're kind of stuck, in the sense that idk if I'm/we're(both pronouns feel wrong lol) a system anymore and,wdk what to do about it.

Because basically 5-6 years ago, when we were around 10(i think, but at this point i only know the story through the "telephone" of our retellings) our brain tried to just.. get rid of most of the DID. I'm not even ducking kidding, i think it tried to lower barriers and smush most of us together, to the best of it's ability. From what I've gathered, it planned on shoving all our trauma deep down in the innerworlds, and hiding them from the main kid. Like, getting rid of thousands of fragments, banking them in little crevices of our brain etc.

That procedure was supposed to make it so the main kid could have more of their life for them- without access or even knowledge of the sheer size of the abyss and pain in background, and thus being less affected by it till they were old enough to deal with it. Idk how to explain really, especially since i myself barely understand.

In any case, it went wrong. I don't know why much, as our memory has increasingly deteriorated since to the point i have nearly no knowledge left. I'm not sure even all that ever happened, because maybe I'm just inventing stuff and creating a story were there is none, and I'm scared that what i know isn't real and just my imagination or smth

And what's left is..me i guess. I kinda feel like a fragment in the sense that i have limited consciousness and just..person-space(if that makes sense ?) I'm not sure if I'm several people, one person, an eldritch entity of kinda seperate kinda not glued together entities.

Idek what i want to be. I want to be a full person, that's for sure, but other than that ? Idk. I'm lost, I'm a mix of tons of different opinions and vague, weak, feelings, and flashes of blurry memories and desires that don't belong to me.

So.. i know you probably can't help, but do you have.. any idea on what I could do ? Or if others have been in similar situations and if it got better ?

This is a very long ask x knows, and it's desperate, and you aren't our/my psychs so I shouldn't just dump this and hope you have answers, and I'm so sorry if this isn't appropriate to ask, but yeah.

I'm sorry.

Dissociative disorders do the job, but not perfectly, what you're explaining from the words of "nearly no knowledge left" sounds like retrograde amnesia, where it is near to impossible to remember anything from the past.

I also get a bit on what you mean with not knowing who you are,, that is usually close to a blurry moment? Because everything feels jumbled, its not clear, it is hard to discern wether there's multiple or not, etc. That could sound like it;

Have you been exposed to stress? Especially long term? Has anything awful been happening? Many factors can affect memory and recognizing who you are that can stem from basic needs that are neglected like sleep or rest if you're working for long periods, or deficiencies on vitamins/minerals/nutrition because they also play a part on fending off brain fog which can cause many issues like memory recall or trouble focusing,, or it can be to even deeper issues like stress as i said before, or if it is related to trauma, or any sustained physical injuries but it could be anything really.

Im guessing this is something that didn't happen in such a short time, but i do can give you some stuffs to do for starters:

Write down everything you can notice those feelings, those lingering sense of identity, or vibes, or thoughts, they are truly jumbled and it helps you organize and recognize your situation better if you have a physical record of what you're experiencing

Find the cause of problem If you can, try digging up anything you can find that could be the culprit, maybe before things get too foggy to remember that could serve as clues, and by checking with your current health (physically and mentally and emotionally) and see what could be fixed.

For sense of fulfillment It is overwhelming to know which or where you have to start from if you want to learn more of yourself, while you can do number 1 to jot down things you don't align with, this also gives you some ideas on what could be yours. Start somewhere small, like, how you like your daily morning, or preference in eating food, or the colors you think it looks cool.

It would also be great if you can leave out the tiniest bit of context next time, so my answers for now are rather vague and less pinpointed/specific. Though atleast still can suffice as a starting point to tackle your issues.

You can contact me anytime via ask box or DMs, let's see how things go for you okay?

- j

[riddle-me-ri]

Please I need more Secret six Hatter smut please!! Like...what the reader takes his hat during their fun time. Placing it on their head as they praise him more.... Listen he's so small and cute i need more lol!

A/N: asdfggh more s6 hatter? Hatter?? Of course I'm absolutely delighted to oblige. I sorta changed the prompt a wee bit so that it'd be more in character and sorta drive a plot I had mulling in my head, so I hope you don't mind but Reader does get his hat in the end I promise lol also…I literally re-wrote this story like…three times and it still feels kinda meh to me, BUT I wanted to get it finished cause I was super excited for the prompt, so I hope you guys enjoy it!

Trigger Warning: explicit sexual content (gn intercourse), clothes kink? Jervis is turned on by you wearing his hat..so yes? , heavy touching, and making out.

Word Count: 2.7 k (...sorry)

Secret Six Mad Hatter x Reader - If The Hat Fits

The Six had an off day, sort of. A recon mission went south and now the team has to lay low for awhile at the hideout. 

Originally, the idea would make you cringe about staying weeks with this selfish, and reckless crowd…

Until you felt a hand pat your lower back. A familiar warm gloved hand. 

You looked down to see none other than Jervis carefully holding a teacup full of tea on its designated saucer. A wide cheeky grin worn proudly on his face.

"It appears we will be staying in for a bit." He smiled as you graciously took the cup like you always did. "However, I won't mind if it means being with you, I'll admit." 

You smiled back sweetly after you took a sip. It was just the way you liked it. As always. 

"I couldn't agree more, your company will definitely make it easier." 

Jervis rocked on his heels excitedly, giddy like a schoolboy. You wondered if he ever felt this excited during his actual schoolboy days. Judging by what you know, it was unlikely. 

"Oohh, my dear, I would be most gratuitous if you could visit my room! I must show you my new hats you see! But only you and me, just the two of us!" 

Of course, you couldn't say no…

~

You have managed slowly but surely to find yourself a welcomed guest to Jervis' never ending tea parties. There was always a seat for you and a fresh warm cup of team waiting for you. You engaged with him willingly, and with enthusiasm, unlike the others that just dealt with him out of necessity.

As you sat on the edge of Jervis' rickety twin mattress, you had another cup of tea, but this time accompanied by a small pastry. Again your favorite. Cheesy as it was, the fact he remembered such things made your heart flutter. 

Your smile widened and brightened with every new little piece of headgear he unveiled. Every now and then, he prompted you to try it on. His eyes seemed to twinkle and his smile turned into a giddy grin whenever you wore one of his hats. 

However, there was one piece that you were particularly interested in and it's the one he always wore. You always heard mutterings from him about how precious his hat was, how it was his true friend, his only friend.

Never in your life did you think you'd be envious of an accessory but here you are. It made sense, you knew the cause. All the more reason to tread lightly if you ever wish to bring it up.

"Thank you so much for inviting me, Jervis. I'm always excited to know what you're up to." You leaned in and gave him a small peck on his cheek. 

Small kisses were all you two have exchanged at this point. He'd sometimes kiss the back of your hand and as a sign of gratitude you'd kiss his cheek for something. The way his cheeks dusted pink and his Cheshire cat-like grin stretches from ear to ear, you've never seen a more adorable face.

Much like the one he has now as he chuckles softly. He takes a seat beside you and sips comfortably on his own tea as you two enjoy the comfortable silence.

Until a thought comes into your mind as you stole glances at his signature top hat.

"Hey, Jervis…may I ask you something? I've been kind of curious about it for a while…" 

"Hmm?" Immediately he perked up his head and his bright eyes twinkled as he listened earnestly. 

"Umm, you would…consider us friends right?" 

Jervis titled his head a little. "Why…yes…that would appear to be the case, yes." He nodded as he became satisfied with his own answer. 

You nodded, at least that was confirmed. "And what does…umm..what does your hat think? I know how much it means to you.."

Jervis' eyes widened, blinking, speechless. 

No one ever asked him about his hat, his friend, unless it's to explain why it's his friend. But to actually inquire how it feels? To, to recognize its importance to him?

Oh, but it's so fitting, he expects no less from you. You always understood. So kind, grateful, and charming in your special way. Of course you would be the first to ask, you were the first to actually treat him as more than just a teammate you had to learn to share a space with. 

"I-I'm sorry…I, maybe I shouldn't have asked."

Jervis was so lost in his thoughts he completely forgot your question at hand. He's quick to shake his head, set down his cup and rest his hands above yours on your lap. 

"Oh, no, no, not at all, at all. I was just…no one has ever asked that…let alone think to ask it! Oh, but you did! You did!" 

His hands squeezed yours in excitement. "As for your inquiry…" Jervis reached up and pinched the folded sides of his hat, almost as if to wake it up to give him a response. You barely noticed his rather large buck teeth slightly pinching in his lower lip. 

Jervis chortled slightly to himself before looking back up at you. “It-It…likes you,” he chuckled inwardly some more. “Yes, almost adoringly so, but that’s to be expected you know. You’ve always been so kind to me.” 

You don’t want to admit the weight that immediately lifted from your mind and chest. You were glad the ha-his friend recognized you and your efforts to getting closer to the team’s secret weapon wasn’t in vain.

You smiled gleeful at him. “I’m glad to hear that, relieved even…I’ll always be kind to you, Jervis.” 

Jervis gasped softly, he already knew this to be true, your actions spoke loudly and fondly in his memories. 

You were ecstatic with how things were going. Riding the wave of progress and positive confirmations, you decided to try your luck at your next thought. 

“Could, I perhaps, if…you and your hat are comfortable with it, of course. Umm, could I touch it…and try it on? I’ve always wondered…” 

Jervis grinned, kicking his feet that dangled off the bedside. “Curiouser and curiouser, you are, I see.” 

He reached up once more to touch his top hat. He rubbed the tip of his fingers along the edges of it, tapped along the tall sides. Once again, asking, coaxing it to make sure it was comfortable. Jervis gave you a smile as he promptly plucked the hat off his head and handed it to you gently, like an antique teapot. 

You were honestly shocked. 

Just as carefully as he handed it to you, you let it lay on the palm of your hands. No surprise that it smelled like Jervis, teabags and lingering flavored smoke of some kind. It was heavier than you thought, but perhaps it had to be sturdy from Jervis’ every day use. 

You gently caressed the sides with your fingers, enjoying this privilege you weren’t sure you were ever going to get. 

Finally, the moment of truth. You lifted up the headwear and placed it promptly on your head. Your scalp was instantly warm and you felt a little taller even while sitting. 

You supposed this must be what it’s like when partners wear each others clothes, it’s like a new level of intimacy and trust with that special someone. Your heart swelled that you were able to get this far with Jervis. 

“Well,” you chuckled. “How do I look?” You turned to face him. “Jervis?”

The man was absolutely speechless. His eyes were widened like saucers, he was breathing heavier than before, with his lower jaw hung open. Like he’d seen an apparition or some ethereal being. 

“Jervis?” You snapped your fingers. Motionless. 

He was looking at you, scarcely blinking, only when it was necessary. 

“Jervis? A-Are you okay?” You placed your hands on his shoulders and gave him a soft shake. 

The motion seemed to rattle his brain back to life, as he shook his head and finally gulped some air. He instantly grabbed your hands from off his shoulders and held them to his heart. You could practically feel it about to beat through his suit. 

“Oh, oh my, oh my, oh dear, oh dear…oh my dear, you-you look radiant! Marvelous! Stunning, even!” 

You could no longer tell if his heart was beating faster or if it was just him vibrating from every part of his body. He was practically enthralled with you, he began scooting closer to your side. Your face flushed as you two were arm to arm and your faces were centimeters apart. 

Well, everything else has been going way better than planned. 

You managed to free your hands from his clasp and framed his face. Jervis seemed to catch on because before you knew it your lips met his chapped ones. The kiss was only broken due to Jervis’ delightful chuckles causing your lips to tickle and for you to giggle. 

As you caught your breath, you thanked him for the opportunity and was about to return the hat to him, but he stopped you. 

“Will you, won’t you, will you, won’t you…kiss me once more?" 

Of course, you couldn't say no.

You passionately kissed him once more, determined to not get the excited giggles again. After a few minutes, you were able to gently slide your tongue into his mouth. You experimentally dragged your tongue along the bottom of his buck teeth, before diving in further to meet his own tongue. 

What was once a fit of the giggles were now stifled whimpers. Which shouldn’t have excited you as much as they did. You brought your hands down from his face and to his chest, you methodically began playing with the buttons on his green dress shirt. 

You pulled away slowly, you asked Jervis in a whisper, “is this all right, Jervis?”

Jervis nodded, enthusiastically. “Yes, yes, my dear! Please…please don’t stop…”

You wouldn’t dream of doing that. 

You got the rest of his buttons unbuttoned and almost instinctively Jervis shucked off his shirt and bowtie and quickly made work of his pants. You often admired how comfortable he was in his own skin to just bare it all without a second thought. 

As you began removing your clothes, there was a weight shift on your head. During the passionate moment you've almost completely forgotten his hat. 

You set it down on the bed gently so you can quickly discard your own clothes. When you look over your shoulder, you already see Jervis lying on the bed, with his head nestled in a pillow, waiting expectantly for you to join him. 

You pick up the hat that’s by your side, unsure what Jervis would want you to do with it. You decided to promptly put it back on, comfortably, like after just this past few minutes it’s a part of you like it’s a part of Jervis. 

As you slowly, seducingly crawled on top of Jervis, careful to keep the hat steady on your scalp. You noticed that familiar twinkle in his eyes, but it was brighter and bigger than usual. His smile was so wide it took up half of his face. His adorably scrunkly face that you loved. 

You snuggled your body closer to his, making yourself comfortable on top of his smaller physique without resting your whole weight. You leaned your lips into his and he returned the kiss fullheartedly. You also began lovingly caressing any and all skin on his body. Delicately, waking up gooseflesh all along his body. 

It didn’t take long for you to feel something pressed up hard against your groin. Jervis moaned instantly into your lips as you begin slowly pumping his cock. 

“P-P-Please…d-don’t tease me…I need you, please..” 

Of course, you couldn’t say no. 

After giving him a sweet confirmation kiss, you leaned over to the dresser that had some drawers open and some broken off it’s track. You took the chance on the high probablity that he had lube, which he had sure enough. 

You lifted off of him and rest your weight on your shins. You applied some to your fingers and lubricated your entrance and generously coated Jervis’ member. 

You balanced yourself just above his cock, your hand holding it making sure it makes it’s way into you. Slowly, you lowered yourself onto him. The intrusion was tight but you steadily got him all the way in. 

All the while ensuring the hat doesn’t fall off your head. You kept a hand on the hat, holding it steady as you let yourselves adjust to the new position. 

You let your hands rest of Jervis’ chest as you began lifting yourself off of him, leaving the head inside of you, before slowly falling back down onto him. As you fastened the pace, you tried to not think of how ridiculous you probably look with one hand on Jervis’ chest and another grasping the brim of his hat to keep it on. I guess that’s where the position got its name from. 

The growing delicious friction and the downright feral noises Jervis was producing had you panting and moaning his name. You gasped whenever he humped deeper into you every time you pushed yourself back down on him.

Your legs started tingling from the strain and growing tension of your nerves as your climax was growing closer and closer. Your entrance practically choked Jervis’ cock, causing him to toss his head back and his eyes to roll back. 

You leaned back while you continued to pump faster than before on top of him. You were panting, racing to to that point of ecstasy. You could Jervis was close as well. His cock twitched inside you and his groans turned into almost growls. 

Between your sweet gestures from earlier, topped off with you wearing his most precious possession and friend…it made sense that Jervis reached his peak first. The pressure of him cumming inside of you along with a final strong twitch, you were quick to ride the waves of your own climax. 

You body shuddered, limbs shaking with pleasing electricity as your nerves finally became unbound. Reluctantly, you propped yourself off of Jervis which caused you both to gasp from the loss connection. 

Before you rolled over to the opposite side of the bed that Jervis didn’t occupy, you gently placed his hat down on the nightstand beside him. 

You plopped down, breathing deeply, doing what you can to catch your breath and let your brain catch up to what just happened. 

Meanwhile, Jervis was in absolute bliss.

For the first time, he can say that not only did he enjoy the rush of the high but also equally appreciate the sweet serenity of the afterglow. 

From the amount of genuine affection you showed him with your kisses, words, and touches…All the while looking absolutely divine with his hat. Not once did he have to hypnotize you or anything, you meant every word and action…

You were like unlike any drug he’s ever had and more exciting than any high he’s even ridden. And he knows cause he has tried most of them. 

It makes Jervis chuckle to think about, but he has no doubt you’ve somehow hypnotized him. You have him wrapped around your finger. For the first time in his life, he didn’t just find a friend, but he found a romantic partner, something he doubted he’d truly find moreso than a friend. 

“My, my how the time has flown by,” Jervis sighed as he looked outside the window. Indeed it had already grown dark and the waxing moon was covered by some stray clouds. 

You giggled, before leaning the side of your face against his. “Time always flies when I’m with you, Jervis.” You kissed his red face that was slowly returning to it’s original color. 

Jervis chuckled gleefully. He truly thinks in that moment he could become addicted to your kisses if he wasn’t already. 

He looks into your eyes, his eyelids heavy as he started getting sleepy. “W-Will you…won’t you…” he yawned and you had to suppress a snicker. “Please…stay the night?”

Of course, you couldn’t say no.

[richonnesbitch]

I think ultimately the problem for me is not even people being mad at Michonne per se but it’s the time jump of it all that just makes it too much.

*cautiously whispers* I get why they might be mad actually. Because the whole thing with not killing Negan was about being better and thinking of the future and building that better future even if it meant doing something as painful as not killing him and that’s gonna make them stronger and unify them in the long run (see also: the bridge) bla bla bla And actually even if I obviously can’t support how they went about it and all that, I really don’t think Daryl, Maggie and co were wrong either about being pissed at Rick and Michonne. As much as I wanna be you’ve never done anything wrong in your life ever about them… come on. They (well, Rick but Michonne immediately backed him up) completely kinda f_cked every one else over for something they wanted and something they felt was necessary and something they needed to honor Carl… Idk, I think it’s fair that the others are like ok we get that but sorry f_ck that, that’s not what we agreed on, that’s not why we went to war for etc etc… So they started this thing with Negan that they (well, Michonne) then drops and stops when sh_t hit the fan. And she then gets to be yeah all that communities kumbaya sh_t f_ck all that I’m done… when they kinda were the ones who started it. As much as I get (from their perspective) why they did what they did and then stopped… I also get why from everybody else’s perspective it seems, if nothing else, at the very least, selfish! And why that pissed everybody off.

However the thing that screws it all up for me is the time jump. Because you’re telling me it’s 6 years later and no one made any effort to fix the situation? And that all of that anger is still placed on Michonne? With a time jump that long that makes no sense. Because if it was that important to everybody they should have had an agreement between all the other communities and just leave Alexandria out of it etc etc. But they did none of that. Just stayed in their own respective corners and blamed everything that went wrong for them on Michonne. And yeah, that makes no sense.

Being mad at Michonne (and before that, Rick and Michonne) makes sense to me! I may not like it but it does. In theory. It’s how that storyline was executed where they lose me. For it to be the way it still was after 6 years, if nothing else, I would have needed more info on the whole situation because yeah, after 6 years, am I looking at it like… and you’re still this mad at Michonne/this is is Michonne’s fault because…??? GTFOH

(That was just my more rational, objective side talking really because I’m team Rick and Michonne have never done anything wrong in their life actually idc idc 😎🤪)

I'll never understand the writing team's decision to keep Negan around. The worst mistake the show has ever made! Besides killing Carl. Actually... keeping Negan around and using Carl/Judith to try and redeem Negan are their top two worst decisions lol. He will never be redeemed in my eyes. Really, he's not even a good villain. Even if they had successfully redeemed him he still wouldn't be a thrilling villain. Like... you want me to fear a man who makes dick jokes? OK! And regardless... he's just not a very good character in general. Boo hoo hoo I cheated on my wife who was dying with cancer 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 and I named a bat after her that I used to ruthlessly kill hundreds of innocent people in front of their helpless families 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 boo hoo hoo 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

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Ok, thanks for clarifying! I was wondering if I could request headcanons for the RFA (+ Vanderwood if you write for him) responding to MC being a secret agent (kinda like 707 and Vanderwood)? If not, that's fine though! This is just something I've been thinking about lately lol. Have an amazing day/night/etc. :) -🖌️

I am so sorry this took so long XD I've never even considered writing for Vanderwood, but he seems cool. I should write for him more. It's a bit ramble-y, so sorry! I hope you enjoy :D

Zen:

He had no idea. Like none

Once he finds out you’re a secret agent, he is BAFFLED

He worries for you as a first instinct, but quickly learns you’re capable of handling yourself

He will observe your work, and praise you for it despite not knowing what 90% of it is

You try and keep him out of it, and he respects that

He acknowledges that it could be dangerous, but it makes him respect you more

His work can be dangerous to some degree, but nothing like yours

He will stand down if you expressed not wanting to involve him in something specific

Otherwise, he’s there for you when you need to talk about a particularly difficult assignment

It’s also very time consuming, but he also works…a lot. So in a way, it kind of works out

He’ll send you gifts to your shared house, (before it was a po box because there was no way you were telling someone new your actual address, agents have spent way too much time trying to find that information, thank you very much!) and you send presents to his sets so you both have things that remind you of the other!

Overall he’s very trusting. He takes pride in knowing one day…one day you’ll fully open up to him. 

He waits patiently for that day to come

Jaehee:

She has some idea that you would be a secret agent

You and 707 talked sometimes in the rfa chat…and there was a clicking sound in her head once she knew 707 was an agent

All those code words…the fact you’re rarely in the chat, and when you are…it’s almost brief

It made sense to her

She’s a bit more curious than Zen, asking questions calmly but carefully as to not sound too…curious

But she ends every question in a “You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to/can’t” 

She’ll respect your boundaries, as she has some of her own, and she is a kind person at heart

She gets worried when you’re gone on a job, but takes the time to catch up with you after you’re back

If you wanna talk about the job, she’ll listen! If not…she’ll make your favorite beverage and give you a cake/pie she hand made herself just for you! 

As a woman who used to have a lot of obligations and authority in Jumin’s company, she knows when she can or can’t talk about details of an assignment

So she’s perfect at knowing when to pry and when to leave it be

Yoosung:

He is…not like the other two. He NEEDS to know anything and everything

He’ll pout if you don’t tell him something of a job, and even whine 

But he’s not heartless, he won’t genuinely be mad, just concerned

His prying comes out of his fear of abandonment and concern for your safety

He knew being a secret agent could be dangerous, ever since he went with 707 on an assignment that caused both to come off worse for ware

Once the initial fear wears down some, he’ll look at you with stars in his eyes

“Please, please, pleeeeease tell me what you did on your last mission?” 

He’s a golden-retriever boyfriend, and can get excited easily

You fear for that, given your job, so you keep many details private

But sometimes you can’t help but fall for those big eyes all over again, and tell him SOME details on your latest jobs

His excitement only ever falters if you were put into danger

(You don’t have the heart to tell him you are ALWAYS in danger)

Then he gets worried and asks questions about your safety rather than the job

He would be devastated if something happened to you, so you’ve learned to keep the dangerous details out of the stories unless you have an obvious wound/scar, in which you downplay it immensely

At some point, he demands to go on assignments with you when you come back with a particularly nasty wound

He could get hurt…but nothing like the people who aimed to hurt you. They get no mercy from him and it can be alarming to watch…

He just loves you so much…

707:

He knows SOMETHING is up

As soon as you were added to the rfa chat, he did an immediate background check

It was clean…too clean

And as far as he could tell, the background only goes a few years back and you were more than a few years old

He becomes increasingly intrigued, and tries to question the possibilities

You could be from a foreign country, but there would still be a paper trail there

Witness protection was a possibility, but that didn’t feel right either

It was when you met in person at the RFA Charity Party that he put the pieces together

The stance of someone who was well guarded shone through your nature and made him certain you were an agent as well

After that, he interrogated you often

In turn, you interrogated him

It was around the same time that you found out each other’s identities for certain

After that? You started working together. Might as well, right?

You learned to respect each other’s work, and became each others special person to tell anything and everything to

Who else better to understand an agent’s work than…another agent

Jumin:

At first, he couldn’t find the time to care about you…(as mean as it sounds)

But after 707 told him something was off about you, his curiosity peaked

He cared for the other members of the RFA, so he found it a personal mission of his to figure out if you were dangerous to work with

And yes…you were…just not to the members of the RFA

He paid 707 a generous sum to investigate everything about you

He declined the money, but after more persuasion from Jumin he just had to accept

It took some time, but 707 was able to inform Jumin that you were an agent from another agency

Jumin remained guarded in this time, but when 707 told him you were one of the good guys, he relaxed a bit

He would invite you to his building for dinner and a drink, and eventually you both opened up about the weight on your shoulders

Jumin was in charge of a lot of people, and it was completely new to you

You just worked alone

But to the same end, Jumin couldn’t comprehend how you could do work for you and you alone

You both talked about the ins and outs of it, and ended up longing for the other’s positions, before reality set in and you realized the work you did fit you better

Jumin has very similar, but very different problems that you have

You’ve bonded over weights carried, and find yourselves able to relax more in the other’s company

On the outside, you looked like a high-class couple. And well…you were

And it worked for you two

Vanderwood:

He’s PISSED when 707 informs him that another agent is working in the RFA

It makes him more invested in the chats, often trying to read through 707’s chats, but he isn’t having it

707 jokes that he can join the RFA, but neither party really wants that

Instead, he does a lot of research on you

Finds out exactly who you are and what agency you work for

He’s a bit relieved to find you primarily work alone

Technically you don’t even have a boss, a freelancer if you will

Just…as a secret agent

In a way that also makes him more hesitant, and spends days upon days between his own assignments learning more about you

At one point, you message him on his personal cell

“Nice to know I have your interest, Vanderwood. You could just message me instead of stalking me online, but I suppose that’s more fun.”

After that, you talk regularly

At first it was a mutual distrust, but eventually turned into something more

He found he kept your identity secret from his own agency, and even offered to take his personal time to help you with assignments

He knows you don’t really NEED his help, but he offers anyways

Working with another agent…maybe it wouldn’t be so bad?

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Hello, what are your headcanons for the Heroes birthdays? And or their zodiac sign (if you’re in that)? I’ve seen people give different answers (like January or April for Hogan) and was curious to know your own opinions!

Thanks so much for the ask, I’ve been looking forward to answering this!! (and sorry it took so long) I’ve been thinking about this ever since I first started watching the show, and your question finally got me to sit down to sort out all of my thoughts. 😂 This is what I’m gonna do: list a birth date, birth year, age in 1942 (since that’s the year we’re given in the pilot), zodiac sign, and my reasoning for all of the above since I don’t wanna just give you random dates and years with no explanation, I’d like to show y'all how I got there lol. I’m not super into zodiac and astrology stuff, but since we’re not really given any information for birth dates I figured I’d use characteristics from different zodiac signs to narrow it down. Besides, it was kinda fun to look at the traits and see what matched who. I’m no expert in astrology, though. All of this was from a quick web search of traits so take that for what you will.

I listed these in the order from who I thought was the oldest to the youngest. So Hogan would be the oldest, followed by Kinch, LeBeau, Newkirk, and then Carter would be the youngest imo. This is certainly gonna be way more than you asked for, so sorry in advance. I got excited.😂 Side note: I did not use any of the actor’s real ages and I didn't take them into consideration, and I may have missed some actual canon details that point to a more accurate birth date/year. I originally was like “none of the heroes are under 25” because I wanted them all to be fairly close in age, and I could only make Hogan so young and still be reasonable. But the more I thought about it, the more I started to not like that hc because they’re a very diverse team. These guys all come from different countries or states, and they come from all walks of life., so it makes sense for that diversity to extend to their age range. Therefore, I ended up going a different route with that. (I’m just clarifying that here because I’ve discussed this with some friends before, and I’ve since changed my ideas on it.)

Anywho (as if that intro wasn’t long enough) presenting the actual hcs now! (and quick shout out to @frau-wilhelm-klink for beta reading this for me :D)

Hogan

Birth date: April 11

Birth year: 1907-1908

Age in 1942: 34-35

Zodiac: Aries for sure. I mean, look at some of these traits:

No filter 

Thinks everything is a game they can win

Impulsive

Hot headed

Quick thinking

Intense call-to-action

Plus this quote I found: “The first sign of the zodiac, Aries loves to be number one. Naturally, this dynamic fire sign is no stranger to competition. Bold and ambitious, Aries dives headfirst into even the most challenging situations—and they'll make sure they always come out on top!” After reading all of this, you can’t tell me Hogan’s not an Aries.😂

Reasoning: Considering Hogan lists so many places that he’s lived or been to (like Connecticut, Ohio, Wisconsin, Chicago, and Indianapolis off the top of my head) I assume that he was probably a military brat, and I can see that playing a role in him joining the military before WW2 started. He probably went to university and did ROTC - you have to have a bachelor’s degree to be an officer - before graduating and joining the service as a second lieutenant. If we say he graduated high school at 18, then graduated college at 22, this would put us at the year 1929 - 1930. That gives us a little over 10 years for him to rise up in rank by the time the US becomes involved in the war. But he’s definitely a colonel by the time the US steps in…or has just become one, at any rate. Colonels were the ones you usually saw leading your bomber squadrons (and we know he commanded the 504th until he was shot down, although I do think it’s kinda humorous that the actual 504th was in the Pacific during the war). I think that about covers it.

Obviously, the requirements are different for becoming a colonel nowadays. (Until the signing of the National Defense Authorization Act of 2019, an officer was required to have 22 years of cumulative service and be a lieutenant colonel for a minimum of 3 years.) However, it’s implied in the show that Hogan was young for a colonel. Some of those promotions could have come after the war had started where promotions were occuring a lot faster than normal. (From second lieutenant the ranks go as follows: first lieutenant, captain, major, lieutenant colonel, then colonel. Now I realize that’s five ranks to jump in the span of 11-12 years…but some of those promotions could have come after the war had started where, like I said before, people rose up in rank very quickly.)

As for the April birthdate, in the episode “Hogan Gives A Birthday Party” Biedenbender asks Klink if he’s prepared for a birthday. Klink (being confused) says something along the lines of, “Oh, of course! We’ve been preparing for months…wait, do you mean the Führer’s birthday?” I’m assuming Hitler’s birthday - which was on April 20th - was coming up, so I just went with a date that was a bit before that point.

Kinch

Birth date: August 30

Birth year: 1911-1912

Age in 1942: 30-31

Zodiac: Virgo, and here are the traits that make me think that:

Intelligence

Analytical mind

Modest (shy (okay maybe not necessarily shy, but quiet) and humble)

Reliability 

Patience 

Here's a couple of quotes I think represent his Virgo traits as well: “Smart, sophisticated, and kind, Virgo gets the job done without complaining.” and “You're funny. You don't always let your humor shine through, but anyone who knows you well is totally aware that you can make people collapse in laughter. Your wry sense of humor and sharp observation skills can't be beat.”

Reasoning: I made Kinch the second oldest because of his position as second-in-command (so Carter outranking him and not being in this position makes sense if Carter is younger, but I’ll elaborate on that later when I get to Carter.) It also makes sense because of his relationship with Hogan. Obviously being close in age isn’t the only factor in a friendship (heck, most of my friends are 10+ years older than me) but I’ll also elaborate more on this when I get to LeBeau. Kinch is also extremely level headed (for sure the only sane man in Stalag 13 + the keeper of the brain cell) so he’s either very mature for his age, or he’s a little older than the other guys (which I’ve obviously gone with the second option). He’s always come off as way more mature than the rest of the heroes, and he’s obviously someone Hogan trusts (not that Hogan doesn’t trust the other guys, you can just tell it’s a different kind of trust with Kinch), and I think that partially has to do with them being closer in age (which is another reason I made Hogan a little younger than most people hc). In “Is General Hammerschlag Burning?” where he meets up with a girl he went to high school with, it’s implied it’s been a while since he’s graduated so I also took that into consideration. Considering that he’s worked at the phone company and has done some boxing, I feel like this gives him enough time to have done some of this stuff between graduating and joining the military/being drafted into the military, if that makes sense. I went with August 30 because it falls within the dates for a Virgo. Also - and I don’t know why - Kinch just gives me August vibes.😂

LeBeau

Birth date: July 28

Birth year: 1914

Age in 1942: 28

Zodiac: Leo + traits that I think suit him:

Pride

Passion

Vivacity

Protective

Stubborn

Plus this quote: “Roll out the red carpet because Leo has arrived. Passionate, loyal, and infamously dramatic, Leo is represented by the lion. These spirited fire signs are the kings and queens of the celestial jungle. They're delighted to embrace their royal status: Vivacious, theatrical, and fiery…” I wouldn’t say he’s super self-centered though.

Reasoning: I do not know why, but there was a tiny voice in the back of my head just screaming 28 when I was trying to determine how old LeBeau might be 😂 so here we are. But the more I thought about it, it kinda actually works out, and here’s why: LeBeau is at that cusp of being mature but also not. Like one second he seems somewhat put together, and then the next he’s arguing with Carter and Newkirk like they’re teenagers (and it’s hilarious). Now I’d like to clarify something before I say this next bit: I am not implying that LeBeau has no friends on the team or that he is unloved. Anyway, we see Hogan and Kinch are pretty close and that Carter and Newkirk are the same way. LeBeau’s close with everybody, so putting him in the middle makes the most sense to me because he can relate to the older members of the team, as well as the younger. 

Other factors I considered are that he’s a very good cook, so I tried to give him enough time to have experience in the kitchen. He also mentions what appears to be a forced marriage (I don’t remember the episode it was from, but someone gets volunteered for something by Hogan and LeBeau makes a comment about how he got married the same way). This marriage could have very well been a situation where a girl LeBeau was seeing ended up pregnant, so considering the time period, it was natural that they got married. To me, this hints that LeBeau wasn’t ready to settle down and have a family. But then we see how he interacts with Wilhelmina in “LeBeau and the Little Old Lady” and you can tell that he really cares for her. (Considering this is towards the end of season 3, LeBeau would be in his early 30s) so now it seems like he is ready for that type of commitment. This is why I put LeBeau in his late twenties, because he seems to be close to growing into himself (for lack of a better term), but he still acts like a kid sometimes (affectionate lol). Obviously age isn’t the only factor in determining somebody’s maturity - that's not what I’m trying to imply at all. But for the sake of making it easier to determine a possible age for LeBeau, it's the route I took.

Newkirk

Birth date: November 1

Birth year: 1918

Age in 1942: 24

Zodiac: Scorpio, and corresponding traits:

Violent (y'all know I had to include this one 😂)

Distrusting 

Confident

Intense

Stubborn 

I thought it was so funny that listed under best careers for a Scorpio is “con artist” 😂 Also, here’s a couple of quotes that I thought fit him as well. “Scorpio tries so hard to seem tough that they sometimes cut off their vulnerable side entirely, seeming prickly, uncaring, and cold to outsiders. While expressing emotion is scary, learning how to do it is key for Scorpio, since presenting an "I don't care" veneer can only work for so long before it gets exhausting!” and “If a Scorpio is committed to someone or something, they stick with it. Their trust is hard to earn, but once they do trust someone, they dedicate their whole self to that person, and apply their classic determination to stand by friends, family, and partners.” I love how the last one could apply to Hogan, especially considering he was an officer (I kinda like to think that Newkirk and Carter would be fast friends though, which came as a surprise to Newkirk).

Reasoning: If y'all haven’t noticed, Newkirk’s impulse control is zero. I’m pretty sure the only reason he hasn’t killed anyone is because of Hogan. Hogan seems to have some of the same characteristics as Newkirk, but Hogan’s older and has learned to control himself a bit more. That’s partially why I hc Newkirk as being one of the younger heroes. Also - and I mean this affectionately - but just look at his friendship with Carter. Yeah, it’s a grumpy x sunshine pairing, but they’re both absolute goofballs. And have you ever noticed how sometimes the other guys would get on them for not doing their job well? I mean, maybe that’s cuz they were the two youngest of the group. Sure, Newkirk gives it right back to them, but I don’t think he ever starts it with anyone besides LeBeau, who would be the closest in age to him out of the older heroes in my hc. (I’d just like to clarify now that I do not condone the bullying that started to pick up in the later seasons. It was so out of character and I hated it…but that’s a discussion for another time and place.)

I feel like putting Newkirk at 24 also gives him time to kinda build his career as an entertainer. I hc him leaving home at around 16 and leaving to join the circus (putting us at the year 1934). Say he spends a couple of years there, and eventually ends up going solo and starts working as a magician, putting us roughly in the year 1936-1937. Now obviously he’s gotten really good at sleight of hand by this point, and he starts building up his career as a magician. He even starts dating a fan dancer. By the time the war starts in 1939, Newkirk was probably fairly well established, which leads me to believe he’d be drafted rather than joining voluntarily (which, being 20 going on 21 in 1939, is inevitable). 

Carter

Birth date: March 19

Birth year: 1919

Age in 1942: 23

Zodiac: Pisces + traits I think suit him

Compassionate

Daydreamer

Empathetic

Overly trusting

A couple of quotes: “Have you ever met someone who was sensitive and dreamy, and maybe their head was a little too stuck up in the clouds?” I wouldn’t say he’s always stuck up in the clouds, but he does have his moments. “Pisces is a very friendly sign, often finding themselves in the company of diverse people. They are selfless and always willing to help others.”

Reasoning: First off, please don’t come after me for making Carter the youngest. I am not trying to infantilize him. I mean Carter’s still out here talking about his sweetheart, and he was getting ready to potentially start a career as a pharmacist. To me, it indicates he’s one of the younger ones on the team because he’s basically just getting started. Hogan also makes a comment directed towards Carter in “The Purchasing Plan” referring to him as “cub scout”, so I also take that as a hint that he’s probably pretty young. Also mentioned in “The Purchasing Plan” is Carter going to business school, so I gave him four years for that (which if he graduated high school at 18, that would put him at 22 when he graduated from business school). Once he was out of school (assuming he graduated in May), this would give him about seven-ish months before the US became involved in WW2. (I know he ran a drug store, but he could’ve been working while he was in school too). 

Carter being younger than Kinch - yet being above him in rank - would explain why Kinch is seen as Hogan’s second-in-command. It would also explain why Newkirk often refers to him as Andrew or Carter, even though he also outranks him. (I also made them only one year apart, and they’re pretty good friends). I don’t think this is a sign of disrespect or underestimation, as Carter is still an important part of the core team of heroes, but it’s understandable that Hogan would want someone a little older in that position. Again, considering how a lot of people were being promoted quickly because there was a need for officers and NCOs, it’s very likely Carter was able to prove himself capable and quickly climb the ranks, even though he’s fairly young. Carter is also a bit naive at times and very much still figuring some stuff out. (I don’t mean this in a bad way, that’s just how it is in your early 20s.)  I like to think the several instances of him calling Hogan "boy", then correcting himself in a couple of seconds by  saying "sir" instead is a good example of this.😂

That’s the last of it! I know I hc the guys a bit younger than most, but to each their own. Thanks again for the ask anon. I had a lot of fun answering it :)