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Happy 20th Birthday to SILENT HILL 3!!

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I think I need to shut up and just mass-bookmark these tabs and exit them so I can get this under control 💀 I keep thinking that I'll read through all these pages and then exit them and I just keep opening more

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# BLACK HAIR (DARK CONTENT, DEAD DOVE:DO NOT EAT)

“It’s just what you did, don’t hang up the phone, I love you to death” — ALEX G:BLACK HAIR

Scaramouche x reader

AN: Very much vent post, everything’s getting worse and my friends and family are becoming worried for my safety bc of my sh and my past attempt and I refuse to get help rn but maybe soon so here’s a vent ff cus it’s late and my fav guy character in the game

Warnings!: DARK CONTENT, DEAD DOVE:DO NOT EAT, suicide, cannibalism, self harm, describing of cannibalism and organs, slight description of self harm, slight yandere!Scaramouche, captive/kidnapped reader, don’t like this? don’t interact, this is my vent post, was actually dozing off while writing so might make changes in the future

SYNOPSIS: Each day you feel colder and colder in his arms, and it irritates him every time he’s next to you.

He was never one to stay focus on one thing for too long—being stuck in the past can be messy.

But even then he always went back to you, always going back to the room you were kept in. The pristine white walls and floors so clean you could see your reflection, even now after weeks he still made sure the room was tidy. The large bed in the middle of the room with silk sheets, the softest pillows that you could sink your head in with a mattress that you could just die in from how comfortable you would feel to go with.

A thick blanket over you, he pulled it ever so slightly up to make sure you wouldn’t get cold but it only seemed to stick onto your bruised oozing body being glued onto the bed from the blood-containing foam leaks. But even then all he could feel when he rubbed your cheekbones in his delicate hands was cold. No matter how hard he tried he couldn’t make you warm.

It irritated him.

No matter how many times he stayed in bed beside you and held you in his arms, you were still cold. Every night he would fall into a routine, lay beside you, and watch for any movement but the only movement and sounds he could detect was the maggots crawling in and out of a large cavity in your chest. He didn’t care enough to clean it up, not when the sounds were the only thing keeping him from spiraling in the silence of the room.

Gently rubbing his fingers back and down your wrist, watching the skin the tighten then loosen again around the white and purple scars. Feeling the bumps every time he did. He pitied you, every time he would visit your room, he would see your trembling figure with a new blazing red scar each time in your wrists and legs, and each time he would scold you for it. Maybe that’s why he carved into your chest a week after it happened, he pitied you, maybe that’s why he took your heart from your chest to feel the damp and spongy organ in his hand, feeling the still cold blood running through his hand and dripping onto his clothes. He pitied you, that’s why he took your heart, to protect you, you were too weak and needed protecting. That’s why you did what you did.

But still, why did it bother him? Why did it bother him that you were still so cold in his hands, he pitied you is all so why does it still bother him after these six weeks.

Why did it make him feel so alone the moment he saw you dangling figure on the ceiling, swaying slightly as if it was recent. Hanging from many clothes wrapped and tied tightly—clothes he bought you. The brushing around your neck was the only thing there, no irritation—no signs of struggle or regret. It’s like you actually wanted to do this and he couldn’t believe it.

You really did need him by your side after all, is what he would tell himself. You were so weak willed that you had the audacity to take your own life, it only meant that you had a weak spirit since before you met him. It wasn’t his fault.

He had no part in this and he should still feel the same after, so why does it still bother him, why does he feel so empty now that your gone. He just feels even more of an empty vessel.

Carefully holding the non-beating heart in his hand, the rich red color contrasting from his ghostly pale slim hands as he sat down on the bed beside you. Feeling the maggots crawling around near his feet. He brought the heart to his face, inhaling and hoping for any sort of the warm sweet smell you had—but all he could smell was rot and decay. The gas was foul, your corpse emitting a rotting-flesh and shit like odor—and Scaramouche had no doubt that any agents who passed by could detect the smell and would hurl from it. He wonders what they would think if they walked in and saw the sight. The sight of him looking dazed sitting next to your decomposing body, your disgusting rotting body.

Bringing the cold organ to his lips, he pressed a light kiss onto it, red smearing his lips slightly. He sat there with one knee touching your cold-naked blemished leg, watching the heart as the glow of the moon came in from the locked window in the room, through the think durable glass panes with hand smudges. Emotionless, he stared for a bit…

And a bit longer…

And even more longer he stared…

Until he opened his mouth and bit into the wet organ. He always imagined it would be difficult to eat like this… but it felt so natural. It was chewy and had a bitter taste but it left an aftertaste that left thinking of you, as if you were still there shaking and crying beside him. It was difficult to chew at times, it was tough, he could feel the lumpy-grained texture as it swirled around his mouth trying to get chewed apart by his teeth.

So he took another bite, and then another before deciding he had enough and put the heart down onto the white blanket, making sure it was away from the maggots slowly crawling.

He didn’t even realize the smile that appeared until his face started to hurt from the stretch. It was like both you and him were one and it made him feel happy.

He took the duvet and wrapped the heart in it with ease despite the size of the cover, and placed it carefully on the floor next to the bed.

l could live like this he thinks, he won’t feel so alone anymore and you won’t feel so cold to him no longer he thinks, as he smiles and shifts closer to your sluggish body, despite the absence of a blanket, he doesn’t feel so cold and alone anymore, and gets close enough to place his head on top of yours, right on top of the dirty-matted hair.

Was dozing off and falling asleep at times while making this, so I’ll rewrite a couple things in the future

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OMHOMGOMG I KNOW U SAID U’R GETTING A LOT OF TADC REQUESTS BUT THIS IDEAAAA JUST CAME TO ME

How would the TADC gang react if they were on Kiss Cam? I know it wouldn’t make much sense since they’re in a game, but let’s use our ✨imagination✨ for now. Or digital hallucinations.

Would they refuse bc they want their privacy? Or would they have no problem with it? I feel like Jax would say you two are siblings or related in some way for sh!ts and giggles (even tho my fav isn’t Jax I’m just assuming lmao)

TADC cast x reader but theyre on a kiss cam!

WOOOOOOOO unrelated to the ask/post but yesterday i made decorated christmas cookies. and iced them for the first time and!! they may not be the prettiest, but theyre so yummy and you know what! im still proud RAAAAAAAH!! not giving any reason as to why theres a kiss cam so the readers can have their own takes and ideas for the scenario (and also admin was stumped SOBS)

CAINE:

honestly hes probably the one doing the kiss cam and the one angling it, if not its bubble... regardless, i think he would have a hand in it landing on the two of you... perhaps even rushing to your side just a second before the cam turns your way. this was all a ploy! raaah! probably presents his cheek to you in the most comical way, like hes leaning towards you and folding his hands together and turning his head off to the side... is absolutely ecstatic when you humor him and give him a quick peck. probably releases a bunch of confetti and sparkles even though this whole thing was likely orchestrated by him. fuckin loser/j

POMNI:

probably freezes when she sees that the cam landed on the two of you. gives you the fattest side eye as if to silently ask if you want to go through with kissing in front of everyone, being broadcasted and all.... either shes stuck frozen and youre going to have to initiate; or shes going to give you the quickest cheek kiss known the man before either of you can even fully process whats going on... though pomni does strike me as the type to want to respect her privacy....

RAGATHA:

also the type to want to respect their privacy, probably gives a quick reprimand to anyone who tries to pressure her into committing to the bit (cough cough jax, who is likely joking but feeding into it nonetheless)... she probably looks at the cam and gently shakes her head; perhaps even putting her hands up in a funky surrender and with a small nervous smile on her head. like if it werent being broadcasted on a huge screen they would be fine with giving you a kiss on the cheek or forehead in front of a few people, buuuut... thats not exactly whats going on here...

JAX:

honestly i think jax's first instinct would be to do something inappropriate the second he sees thats hes on the cam, just to mess with caine. doesnt even cross his mind at first to say or do anything with you... and perhaps he even wastes his opportunity to lightly embarrass you since caine probably rips the camera off of him due to his actions.... but on the chance he decides to do something with you before doing something else, he probably loudly exclaims that he doesnt know you or something similar to what you said in the ask!

KINGER:

freezes for a split moment before sheepishly turning towards you and asking for permission. while i do think kinger would enjoy privacy, he doesnt really see anything controversial in kissing his partner; since its not exactly wild or inappropriate plus how can he turn up a chance to get some affection? probably the only one whos willing to kiss you on the mouth.. or rather kiss as best as he can.. still quick, but you can tell theres love in there. sappy old man. pukes/j

ZOOBLE:

down right refuses to do anything on the cam, probably flips it off. does not like the attention it brings or being put on the spot; plus they generally dont like showing affection publicly outside of handholding and endearing names. definitely values their privacy... please dont kiss them on their cheek while the cam is on you guys, they will whip their head around and will probably smack you with it on accident... oh but also i think thats an overstep so thats a possible new issue, i think. not that theyre ashamed to be seen giving/receiving affection from you or that theyre ashamed to be your partner. quite the opposite. zooble just likes keeping their life private

GANGLE:

her mask pops off out of surprise and reveals her tragedy mask/j except i do think that she can do that... so maybe /hj... hmm... way too shy to do anything and youre too nice to put her in any situation that can make her uncomfortable or stress out, so youre the one rejecting the cam for gangles sake... she feels so bad for making you have to choose, though, especially if shes under the impression that you wanted to kiss her on cam. please reassure her shes fine and didnt do anything wrong

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Vanish pt. 2

ShuRiri x Wakandan! fem! reader

“Aneka, you will lead this mission.

General,” the word comes off her tongue like a tease, knowing she’s driving a spear through Okoye’s heart. “Fall back.”

Warnings: ANGST! Explicit language, some violence, toxic!Shuri, mentions of blood, mentions of death.

Word Count: 4.3k+

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A/N: This is too good, yall! I wasn't originally gonna do a part 2, but then I got to writing and by the time I finished part one, the ideas for a sequel got to flowing. Translations are in the text. As always, ENJOY <3

Vanish Pt. 1 here

A moment of silence passed. 

Riri stood frozen in place, shocked at her own words, knowing she didn’t mean them.

Shuri sobbed on her knees, silently pleading for Bast to not take another person out of her life. 

Hell, even Griot was quiet, not announcing your departure as he was programmed to do.

“What are you waiting for?” Shuri stood and approached Riri so quickly, the smaller girl flinched. “Why are you standing here? Go after her!”

“Shuri, I-”

“Go get her!” The Queen growled, voice cracking as she begged. 

Riri’s mouth opened and closed, her brain working double time for anything to say. “She-I didn’t-”

Her responses weren’t quick enough to extinguish Shuri’s anger. The Black Panther lifted Riri’s entire workstation in one hand and threw the table and all its contents. 

Iron Heart ducked, praying the impact of the desk wouldn’t take her head off. It didn't; it hadn’t even hit her, instead crashing to the wall mere inches away from her body. 

“Shuri, what the fu-”

But Shuri was already on her way out of the lab, ignoring Riri and shouting orders, “Griot!”

“Yes, My Queen?”

“Do I have any visuals on y/n’s location?”

“No, My Queen. Queen Y/n has abandoned her kimoyo bracelet here in the lab.”

“What about her earrings?”

“Left behind in your bedroom, Queen Shuri.”

“FUCK,” the explicit echoed in the lab, causing Riri to retreat into herself. 

“Griot, summon Nakia, Okoye, Ayo, and Aneka. I need all hands for this mission. Tell them to meet me in the throne room.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“Wait,” Riri called out, grimacing at how small her voice suddenly sounded. “What can I do?”

The doors to the lab’s entrance parted, letting Shuri leave without so much as opening her mouth to address Riri. The only sound then was that of dainty metal coming in contact with the steel floors.

Riri approached the door slowly to investigate what Shuri had left behind. 

It was her wedding band.

“What is this about, My Queen?” Okoye asked, being the first to enter the throne room. Ayo and Aneka followed closely behind, their spears drawn at an unknown attacker. 

Nakia was absent. 

Shuri’s eyes were still puddled with tears and the anger radiating from her produced a heat the other girls could feel as soon as they approached. 

Aneka looked down at Shuri’s hand, eyes searching for the wedding ring that never left it. Of course, it wasn’t there. 

“Y/n is gone. We need to bring her back.”

“Gone?” Okoye mimicked. “Gone where? Who has taken her? What are we up against?”

“Sh-she left. She left us. Left behind her beads, even the earrings and her-”

“Her wedding band…” Aneka finished. “But, where is yours?”

Shuri looked down at her bare finger, unable to speak. 

“My Queen,” Okoye started gently. “With all due respect, you are asking me to convene my army and explain to them our threat… Are your relationship issues?”

The Queen rose from her throne, so slowly, it gave Okoye ample time to retract her words; her steps shaking the mostly empty room.

“I am asking you to convene your army, General,” the words came out hot, burning Okoye to the core, even causing the couple standing behind her to wince. 

“To ensure the safety and safe return of your Queen.”

“Shuri, she took her band off,” Okoye was a brave soul, not backing down. 

“She is still your Queen! Regardless of the ring she wears. Mine is off, does that not make me your Queen, Okoye?”

“It’s not the same, Princess, and you know-”

“Queen.” Shuri’s thin body is shaking with the rage that fills it. She looks away from Okoye, even past Ayo to her friend Aneka. 

“Aneka, you will lead this mission. General,” the word comes off her tongue like a tease, knowing she’s driving a spear through Okoye’s heart. “Fall back.”

The General’s eyes are wide but she nods at the command. Aneka steps forward, poised tall, and in stance. “Yes, My Queen.”

She offers a small smile to the royal, a sad, knowing one, but Shuri doesn’t return it. “Find y/n. I don’t care what it takes; resources, money, you have it all. Ensure she is safe. Br-” her voice finally breaks and the tears descend her cheeks. “Bring her home to me.”

“My Queen,” Ayo offers slowly. “What-what if she does not wish to return?” 

Shuri’s chest retracts, all the air leaving her body. She hadn’t considered that; you not wanting to come home, not to Riri, nor even to her. 

“I said bring her home.”

The command came out in a whisper, the Queen no longer being able to talk at a volume above that. 

The Wakandan warriors brought their arms across their chest and back down, saluting their Queen before leaving the room. Only Aneka lingered. 

When it was just the two of them, she rushed to Shuri, pulling her into a hug she clearly needed. “What happened?”

Shuri’s sobs swept her feet from under her and she fell to the floor, still arm-in-arm with her friend. 

“She left us, Aneka. Sh-she left me.”

“Why?”

Shame rushed through the royal’s veins. “We-” she paused a beat, deciding herself unable to speak on Riri’s behalf. “I,” she corrected. “I haven’t been very supportive lately. I broke many promises. I let my work in the lab and with Riri take precedence and she felt forgotten… I even forgot her birthday…”

Aneka gasped “My Queen…”

Shuri nodded. “I’d been distracted. I let that get in the way, and now she’s gone.”

Aneka took Shuri’s left, ringless hand in her own. “That explains why she left her ring behind, but my Shuri, where is yours?”

A sinful scoff left Shuri’s lips “Probably still in the lab with Ri-Miss Williams, where I left it.”

“Miss Williams? Shuri, my dear friend, what is going on?”

Shuri is silent.

Aneka sighs “So when we bring y/n home, My Queen, will she be returning to you and Miss Williams?”

“No,” Shuri stands, tapping her necklace twice and allowing the Black Panther mask to swallow her face. “Just me.”

It’s been weeks.

Three weeks since the search for you began.

Shuri stormed into the lab, mask retracting as she entered.

“Queen Shuri has arrived.”

Riri’s head shot up from her new workstation; she hadn’t seen Shuri in days. She rarely came home anymore, spending days and nights looking for you and coming up short each time.

“Griot!” the agitated queen bellowed.

“Yes, My Queen?”

“Have we any updates via satellite? Has y/n been seen anywhere?”

“Unfortunately not, My Queen.”

Shuri’s shoulders slumped, weighing heavy with another defeat. “What about Nakia?”

“I’m afraid not, My Queen.”

“Bast!” Shuri allowed herself a second to rest her head in her hands before starting to mask up again.

“Wait!” Riri called out, approaching the Queen. “Wait, Shuri, let me help. Please, I want to find her too; I wanna know she's safe just as bad as you do.”

The Black Panther’s posture stiffened, though she didn’t speak. Riri tried again “Y-You don’t have Nakia. You need an extra pair of hands. I can help.”

Shuri laughed, an evil-sounding chuckle coming from her. “I do not need your help.” She approached Riri. “I would not even be searching for her, had you been able to hold your stupid tongue, hm?”

Riri cringed at the words Shuri spoke but didn’t shy away. “I want to help. She’s just as much my wife as she is yours, and I miss her.”

Shuri shook her head, but never let her eyes leave Riri’s face. “She is not. She will not be. When she comes home, she will be coming home to me. Damned to you.”

That rocked Riri to her core. “Shuri, come on, you don’t mean that.”

“I mean it. I mean it in the same way you meant it when you called her the forgotten wife.”

The smaller girl grimaced when her words were thrown back at her. She had been thinking over those words for weeks; losing sleep over how she spoke to you. 

Before she could utter another word, Shuri left, leaving Riri where she stood, but not before the Queen noticed something that tugged at her stoned heart, only slightly.

Riri was still wearing her wedding ring.

Two weeks since Nakia returned.

“Queen Shuri, you are being summoned to the throne room.”

Shuri lifted her head, not realizing she’d dozed off in the Talon Fighter while on patrol. “Summoned? By who?” The girl asked, rubbing sleep from her eyes.

“Nakia of The River Tribe,” Griot responded. 

“Nakia? She is in the throne room? At the palace?”

“Yes, My Queen.”

“Griot, return me at once.”

“Yes, My Queen.”

Moments later, Shuri crashed through the doors to the sacred room. Nakia stood on the furthest side of the room, glancing sadly out the windows. The sight of her fueled the Queen’s anger. “Where the hell have you been?!”

The former spy didn’t even attempt a fake smile. “Hello to you too, sister,” she stated smoothly, turning to face the vexed royal.

“Where is she, Nakia?”

“She is safe. That is all you need to know; it is all that she requested I share with you.”

Shuri approached her brother’s lover with claws drawn. “Nakia, Bast help you, where is she?”

“Oy? Am I to tell you? Y/n came to me, crying, your majesty. She told me her wives wanted her no longer. Rejection from one partner hurts, can you imagine that from two partners?”

The Queen couldn’t speak; The warrior continued.

“I watched, as the two of you fell out of love with her. Prioritized each other over her. You didn’t even attend the school’s opening. We’d worked on that for years, Shuri. And her birthday?” she scoffed. “You were supposed to be better than that.”

Nakia closed the gap between her and Shuri, grabbing her claw-clad hands. “You must have forgotten. You’ve forgotten who you spent your childhood with. Who grew up alongside you,” she tapped Shuri’s temple as if to bring the memories to the forefront. “You seem to have trouble recalling who was there for you when Baba died. When T’Challa died. All before Miss Riri even came into the picture.”

Shuri’s head fell, shame a feeling she was all too familiar with these days. “I had forgotten. I am trying to fix it,” she whispered, recollections of the two of you flooding her. “But I can not fix it if I do not know where she is.”

Her eyes climbed to the smaller girl’s hopeful, begging, but when Nakia closed her lips tight and shook her head, Shuri’s anger reignited. 

“Demethi wena (Damn you), Nakia!”

“Yehlisa umoya, sisi (Calm down, sister). Uzofika ekhaya xa sele elugile (She will come home when she is ready)-”

“Hayi, hayi (No, no)! Ndiyamdinga (I need her). Ndiyamdinga ekhaya ngoku (I need her home now)!”

“Uya kuba nethamsanqa ukuba angafika ekhaya (You will be lucky if she comes home at all)!”

Shuri spun, Nakia’s words recoiling against her. “Intoni (What)?”

When Nakia looks away, rather than speaking, Shuri marches toward her. “INTONI (WHAT)?!” she repeats.

She takes Nakia’s face in her hands, roughly. A line of scarlet flashes from Nakia’s cheek, where Shuri’s claw is digging, but neither girl moves. “Wena (You)-” the Queen croaks. “Wena undincedile ukumkanikazi wam ukuba andisindise (You have helped my queen escape me for good)?”

“Hayi, sisi (No, sister). Ndamncedisa wahmba ade alunge (I helped her leave until she is ready).”

Shuri extends her arm, throwing Nakia forcefully into the window. The thud of her sister’s body does nothing to calm her. Nakia is barely on her feet when Shuri speaks. “Hamba (Leave). Kwaye ungabuyi ade abuye umkam (And do not return until my wife does).”

The River Tribe Warrior is shocked. “Shuri, uthini (What are you saying)?”

The Queen’s lips curl around her next words. “ Elubhacweni (Exile).”

Nakia crumbles. “Sisi, ndiyacela (Sister, please). Likhaya lam eli (This is my home).” 

“Was this your home when you missed my brother’s last days? His funeral? Was it your home when you hid my nephew from me for six years, the same way you hide my wife now?” Shuri questioned, switching tongues.

“Shuri, oko akufani (That is not the same)! It was my home when I saved you and your lover’s asses from Namor! When I risked my life, though I had a son to live for. It was my home when I laid there,” Nakia pointed to the now repaired spot on the throne room floor, the events of Queen Ramonda’s death no longer staining the place. “Resuscitating your wife! Trying to save umama (mama)!”

“Lishiye ibhotwe lam, Nakia (Leave my palace, Nakia).”

One week since Riri started her own search for you.

Shuri wasn’t speaking to her, ordering Okoye, Ayo, and Aneka to do the same. Riri’s communication was cut off, even Griot subjecting her to silence.

One night, she decided enough was enough. She hadn’t been able to sleep since you left and she was growing tired of being left in the dark. 

If anyone needed to find you, it was Riri. She needed to be the one to locate you and retract her vile words. There wouldn’t be an apology great enough, but she sure would try. 

So Iron Heart suited up and quietly left the palace. She didn’t bother removing her kimoyo beads, knowing Shuri was no longer keeping track of her. The realization stung, but it was well-deserved. She let her frustrations get to her and that Chicago attitude and pride presented themselves.

The words spilled from her big mouth before she had time to realize what she was saying. Riri was just as hurt as you were; feeling as though the love she and Shuri showed you were going unappreciated. Their time dedicated to the lab, their sleepless nights, and their repeat failures were just to keep you safe. 

“C’mon baby, where’d you go?” Riri spoke lowly to no one, navigating the suit towards Haiti. It’d be a dumb place for you to hide; Shuri would have surely checked there already. 

And of course, you weren’t there.

The following day, Riri searched the States. You had no reason to be in America, but that’s exactly why you’d seek refuge there. Again, her search came up short. 

Today, Riri was ready to give up. She’d spent many days, many hours looking for you all alone. If Shuri and her team hadn’t found you yet, surely Riri wouldn’t all by her lonesome. 

She sauntered through the village, sadness dragging in each of her steps. “Uxolo (Excuse us)!” children’s voices called as they ran across her path. Riri stopped short, avoiding running the tikes down. “Oh, um, sorry!” the girl spoke, understanding their simple word, yet still not knowing how to respond in their language. 

One child, a young girl whose hair was adorned in barrettes, turned to give Riri a wave. When she skipped back to her group of friends, she spoke “Yiza, khawuleza (Come, hurry)! Utitshala Y/n ndiza kubuya namhlanje (Teacher Y/n is to return today).”

Riri understood not a single word from the girl’s sentence as they disappeared into your school. None except your name. So she followed. 

“Uh, excuse me,” she called once she entered the building, searching desperately for an adult. “Uxolo (Excuse me)?”

“Hello, Your Majesty,” a tall gentleman spoke up, approaching the short royal.

Riri cringed, her royal title sounding foreign to her these days. “Mholweni (Hello), um, hi.”

“What can we do for you? We are very blessed to be acquainted with your presence, though we were not expecting you.”

“Yeah, um, I-” Riri stuttered, unable to form a sentence, the words scrambling around her mind too fast for her lips to keep up.

“My wife,” she finally choked out. “My wife, Y/n. Is she here?”

The older man’s eyes were saddened. “No, Your Majesty. She is not set to come back today.”

“Please,” Riri was close to tears as she begged. “Um, ndiyacela (please). I heard the children mention her name. I just-” The tears flowed. “I just want to know she’s safe.”

The man must’ve felt some pity for the lonely queen, crying in his hallway, pleading. A genuine chuckle released from his chest. “Your Xhosa is not very good.” His words shocked Riri and for the first time in weeks, she laughed a real, hearty laugh. “No, it’s not,” she sniffled.

“But you are trying.”

Her head bobs as she nods a confirmation to his words.

He sighs, grabbing Riri’s hands and pulling her out of reach of passing ears. “Your majesty, tonight the school is having an event. A banquet; to raise money for the Haiti institution. The Queen has promised her return for the event. She will be here then.”

More tears flow from the small girl’s pretty brown eyes. Her queen would be back, tonight. 

Did Shuri know?

With a gentle squeeze, the fellow started to leave. “Wait,” Riri called. “Enkosi, mhlekazi (Thank you, sir). What is your name?”

“Emmanuel, Your Majesty.”

“Thank you, Emmanuel.”

Riri raced back to the palace on foot, too excited to wait for the Talon Fighter, though it would have been quicker. She sprinted into the throne room, hopeful that Shuri would be there. 

She was, with Aneka. “Kufuneka sijonge iHaiti kwakhona (We need to check Haiti again).  Ndiyazi Nakia umfihle apho (I know Nakia is hiding her there).”

“I found her!” Riri interrupts.

Aneka turns to the girl first, then back to her queen, who refuses to look up. “Aneka, sishiye (Leave us). Enkosi, mhlobo (Thank you, friend).”

With a nod and a salute, Aneka leaves the throne room, leaving the two queens who haven’t spoken in days. 

“Shuri, baby, I found her.”

“Where is she?” the panther asks, still not making eye contact.

“She’ll be here tonight,” Riri takes slow, careful steps to Shuri, unable to gauge her emotions and not wanting to set her off. “The school’s having a fundraiser. She’ll be here.”

Shuri glances at her wife “How do you know this?”

“I went to the school.”

With a bite of her lip and a swift nod, Shuri dismisses Riri. “Thank you for the information. You may leave.”

“Leave? Shuri, what the hell do you mean leave?”

A deep, impatient sigh is brought forth by the Queen. “I know you know what leave means.”

“Nah, to hell with that, Shuri! I’m not leaving. I’m the one who gave you the intel. Imma be there with you. I’m a part of this mission now. I should have been from the start.”

Shuri steps closer to Riri, seemingly to intimidate her, though the girl doesn’t appear scared. “A mission that would have never come to pass had you not said what you did.”

Riri’s heart thumps hard in her chest. “And I’m trying to make up for it, Shuri. How am I supposed to apologize if you keep shutting me out?”

The question is rhetorical; Ri keeps talking. “You not entirely innocent in this either. You broke promises too. Ignored her just as much as I did. You,” she stabs a finger into Shuri’s armorless chest. “Forgot her birthday too, princess. Your shit stink too, Shuri. So forget that shit; y/n is my wife. That’s my girl and I been missing her heavy. So I’m coming tonight.”

A smirk sneaks its way across Shuri’s face. “There you go with that mouth again.”

“Yeah, here I go with my mouth again, a mouth I don’t know how to close and a mouth that don’t know how to hold its tongue. That’s why y’all was supposed to do it for me.”

Shuri shakes her head, frizzy curls swaying across her face. A bright smile, her first in weeks stretches her lips. “Alright, let’s bring our girl home.”

The night comes quickly and as present as you’re trying to appear at your function, anxiety is running through you. Being home brings forth a mix of emotions; excitement for the banquet, and familiarity at the faces you’ve missed. And worry that somehow word of the event that you swore your staff to secrecy over hadn’t remained confidential during your absence. 

Nakia was at your side, acting as both a friend and a bodyguard. “You did not have to come,” you spoke to her. “I didn’t need protection. The queens; they will not hurt me. Shuri will be more upset at your presence than mine.”

The small scar on her cheek marked evidence of Shuri’s anger in the passing weeks. You’d apologized repeatedly to your dear friend, but she didn’t blame you. “Your wife has a temper. She always has. I’ll be fine, she just needs some time to calm down.”

Her eyes move towards the entrance of the school as the doors part and Aneka, along with Ayo and Okoye precede your wives. “Speaking of the queens…”

Hayi, akukho ndlela imbi (No, no fucking way). When you turn, the breath escapes you. Shuri and Riri. The Black Panther and Iron Heart. Their eyes locked intensely on you.

You look around at your staff, wondering which one had loose lips. “Nakia,” Shuri greeted when they approached. Nakia stays silent and Shuri continues. “I owe you an apology, for our disagreement those weeks ago. I am sorry, sisi.” To you, she switches tongues as she asks “Ikumkani wam (My queen), singathetha (can we talk)?” with an outstretched hand.

No, your heart screams, but your movements betray you. Placing your palm in hers, you allow Her Majesty to guide you outside, where the Royal Talon Fighter awaits, with Riri in tow.

None of you speak until the ship’s doors were encapsulated, providing all the privacy in the world. When they did, it was you to break the silence. A loud slap echoed in everyone’s ears, your hand coming in contact with Riri’s cheek. Breathing hard, you voiced “I’ve been waiting to do that for weeks. Sorry, Riri, I didn’t find a bitch to give your wishes of luck to.”

Shuri stood, slightly amused until her cheek was the next to be assaulted. “And you. You’re lucky I’m not skilled with any weapons for the way you returned my Nakia to me. Her face bloody, her ribs broken. What the hell is wrong with you?”

Though her face stung, Riri’s ears perked up. “Your Nakia?”

Shuri stared at you, her brain wondering the same. 

“Put your petty jealousy to rest. It has been three weeks, do the two of you really think so little of me to find another lover in that short time, especially one who is so close to you, Shuri? We’ve known Nakia since we were kids.”

Shuri nods, clearing her head, and starts to open her mouth, but Riri beats her to it. She comes at you fast, throwing her arms around you so tightly, it steals your breaths. “I’m sorry, ma. I’m so fucking sorry.” The tears are already spilling down her cheeks. “I don’t know how I could have said those things to you.”

You unwrap her hold on you. “You said them because you meant them.”

Riri’s head shakes furiously. “I didn’t, y/n, my love. I swear I didn’t.”

Her eyes are swimming with sincerity and it breaks the cement that had formed around your heart. You grab her face. “You swear?”

She leans into your touch. “I will spend the rest of my life showing you I didn’t mean it, ma.”

You nod slowly. “You know I owe you more than just a slap, right? For speaking to me like I’m some bitch on the streets and not your wife of four years?”

A tiny smile crosses Riri’s features. “Let me suit up and you can take all the shots you want at me.”

“Uh, uh. You don’t get the suit.”

Your words bring a laugh from the small girl, one that passes onto you. 

Shuri stands back, hands in her pocket, just watching. She’s silently wiping her own tears, but when you finally look upon her, she takes it as an in. 

“Yiza apha, usana (Come here, baby).” 

You obey, releasing Riri from your hold as you glide over to your queen. She pulls you in by your waist, holding your body tightly against hers. “Uyakhumbula xa ndivuma iimvakalelo zam ngawe (Do you remember when I confessed my feelings for you)?”

Your head bobs. “We were children; only about 12 years old.”

“Ewe, kukanikazi wam (Yes, my queen). And what did you tell me?”

A giggle escapes you as you recall. “Nditshate, ukuba uyandithanda (Marry me if you love me).”

Shuri shares your laughter. “Ewe, nkosazana (Yes, princess). Bendikuxelele ukuba ndizakwenza kamsinya kangangoko ndinako (I told you I would as soon as I could).” 

“Kwaye wenze (And you did).”

“Nda (I did).”

The tears in Shuri’s eyes threaten to spill over. “I made that promise to you at 12 years old, and I kept it. However, for some reason, at our grown age, I made promises to you weeks ago that I did not keep.”

Your head drops just as the tears do, unable to look your wife in her face. Shuri’s having none of that though, gently grabbing your chin and pulling your gazes back into unison.

“Uxolo, sthandwa (I’m sorry, my love). Ndingu (I am). I’ve been slacking, but I won’t continue to. Please, come home. Ukukukhanya kwan (You are my light), and my world has been so dark these past few days. I can not bare it anymore.” 

Her words crack any further hardening of your heart. “Ewe, sthandwa (Yes, my love). I’ll come home.”

Shuri buries her head in your neck, kissing and crying, “Enkosi,” repeating from her lips. Riri stands back, weeping harder at the display before her. You reach your hand out to her, “Yiza, ntombazana sisidenge.”

Riri stands still, eyebrows raised, brown, hopeful eyes piercing your own loving ones. “Translate?”

“Come here, silly girl.”

[yourlocalstranger123]

@junejunejun

—The post—

I totally understand your pain. Your fav character not having enough fics of them in this app? Absolute pain. Also! Spoiler alert❗️ there's gonna be 2 readers together 😘🥰 (totally not because idk which 2 gender of readers u wanted)

This is kinda sh- bad.

Note: I do not proof read so if I miss-spell something or like instead of saying her/he or she/him and saying "you" Please do correct me.

Male reader is either taller or stronger than itto. Just wanted to point out

DNI MINORS. Of course, if u are one and still read it; I won't stop you, but you can't blame me. <3 Also, I still don't completely understand how to lock a fic thing. Idk anymore

Warning:! 3rd person point of view? NSFW, Slight blood mention, praise k!nk, threesome, Slight rivalry between readers, only 2 genders (f!) And (m!) So no trans reader, Itto is AMAB and I think that's all? Tell me if I missed some.

Itto— orange

×—×—×

Itto was doing a Beetle battles again. Totally not dying inside from being defeated 8 times in a row. He finally was finished as he wobbly tried to find you. Sniffling at his loss slightly, but still, his mood was happy! Like, how can't he not be happy with you? He still tries to find you until he finds a bottle filled with bright and hot pink color liquid.

He wasn't gonna drink it at first, but he was unconsciously coming closer (perhaps because of the aroma in the atmosphere). Without knowing until he gulped the whole bottle down, he panicked since he didn't know why he did that. He quickly ran to your guys house, finding you both there as his hair was a mess. he quickly rested his head on {F! Name} lap/thighs. (Don't worry, the certain merchant that selled that was me teehe. It's all free.)

(Guys can have very....nice thighs, you know. Either buff, slim, thick, and girls thighs, or any. Because I'm going to suffocate myself with it either way— I mean.....nvm-...im just saying y'know.)

[Also, the lap/thighs is {F! Name}]

He shuddered when he felt a more, muscular and bigger hands onto his neck that was playing with his hair. It was {M! Name}

"What's wrong itto?" {M! Name} asked. {F! Name} was also worried. Rubbing his horns softly as he whined. "*hic* Please help me....it huurts..! Pleashe.....?" His words slurring, as his face flushed with red

He's squirmed, whining how it hurts! Please help him? Pretty pleaseee? Drooling as he quickly kissed back when {F! Name} kissed him. Trying to lean more into the kiss, he yelped when {M! Name} walked to the bedroom upstairs, covering his mouth from the embarrassment of making the sound.

But quickly forgets it and tried un-buttoning {M! Name} shirt but pouting when he struggled, so he simply ripped it apart, which made {F! Name} slightly chuckling and made {M! Name} raise his eyebrow at him.

"Oh my, how impatient of our Itto to just do this!" {F! Name} laughed as she said that. {M! Name} sighed but smirked slightly when he saw Itto voice muffling against his neck, sucking it and leaving marks. {M! Name} groaned when he felt Itto biting him, licking off the small drops of blood.

Both of you guys eyes widen as you see Itto's teeth....did it become more sharper and bigger than before? It doesn't matter because Itto is both of you guys darling precious Oni! You guys slightly blushed as many lewd thoughts comes out as you see Itto laid out onto the bed, looking do majestic!>>>

Itto's pants were getting tight, trying to quickly tug it off. Panting as he tried grabbing you both with his hands but instead just making a grabbing action in the air. Whining as {M! Name} Chuckled. Itto drooled as he saw {F! Name} fingering herself for prep after you both finished taking your clothes off. {F! Name} pulled of Itto's pants and was about to put Itto's cock into her dripping pussy but {M! Name} slightly moved her over and kept Itto for himself.

Seeing his smirk of winning, {F! Name} scoffed. But soon went to Itto's side, letting him gently grabbing her chest and letting him suck on it. Drool dripping from his chin as he muffled his moaning by sucking on it. Slightly shuddering and tears forming when {M! Name} started to finger him, laughing when three fingers fit in so easily.

"Oh? Already playing with yourself while we weren't here?" {M! Name} teased. Biting and sucking Itto's chest as he continued scissoring Itto's hole. Itto's face flushed, hugging {F! Name} waist. Hiding his face into her chest. "Awww, is my Itto upset from {M! Name} teasing?"

{F! Name} said. Itto slightly nodded, bucking his hips into {M! Name} fingers. He opened his mouth, letting his tongue out. He whined when you didn't understand his desires.

"Please let me taste you, pleaseeee?"

Itto begs, squeezing her thighs as he pouts and uses those doggy eyes of his. Sighing, but smiling at {M! Name}. As he rolled his eyes at her, she lifted her hips up and lines it up to Itto's mouth. As Itto desperately eating her out, {M! Name} finally entered him. Groaning by the warmth and tightness around him as Itto whined. Grinding against him, Itto eyes rolled back as it teased his prostate.

"What a good boy, staying still and listening to us. Good boys definitely need a reward, don't they?" {F! Name} smiled, seeing Itto's cock twitch at her words. Stroking Itto's hair as he licked off the juices from her pussy. Not wanting to waste any,,

The room filled with slurping of itto's mouth on {F! Name} boobs and the creaks of the bed. Making {M! Name} smiled at the destroyed state of Itto, pressing onto the bulge, which made Itto squirmed. A blue oni covering his mouth, panting as he desperately humped his palm as he leaned onto the door. Listening to the lewd sounds.

[foodsies4me]

Chairman when he find out the Clave was being mean to his fav SH

This prompt and a discussion I had with @just-add-butter are to blame for this (Apollo-universe) ficlet. Does it work in the timeline? Possibly not. Do I care? Absolutely not!

Three times Chairman Meow almost revealed he wasn't just a housecat and the one time he didn't even try to keep up the act.

One - Magnus POV

Magnus internally rolls his eyes when Blondie opens his mouth to - unsurprisingly - repeat what Biscuit just said, only reworded in a way that's somehow even more insulting than Clarissa's had been. Magnus is almost impressed by it. Or he would be if he could muster up any kind of goodwill for the man. Still, for someone lauded as the best of his time, Jace is painfully predictable. At least in his actions and words if not his fighting. Or, Magnus hopes his fighting style isn't as predictable as everything else about him is - if only to spare Alexander the pain of losing his parabatai to his own stupidity. A small chirp draws his attention away from Jace and Clary's impassioned diatribe detailing why he should help them with their latest mess and toward Chairman Meow. His daemon is sitting on one of the tall beams, his body mostly hidden in the shadows as he looks at him with his bright green eyes. His tail swishes in annoyance, his eyes gliding over to the two shadowhunters only for a decidedly unfeline-like smirk to appear on his lips. Chairman Meow begins his act with a single meow. A soft mewl that is barely audible over Biscuit and Blondie's voices. The sound quickly turns into a wail though, his voice going up and down in the same cadence as Blondie's agitated speaking. Magnus suppresses an amused smile when Chairman Meow pushes the act yet another step further. The wail turns into a sonata when Chairman Meow starts to move around the beams, the sounds echoing around the room and starting to drown out Jace's voice. When Clarissa tries to say something he switches to a higher pitch, something closer to Clarissa's voice and Magnus is forced to hide a laugh behind a cough. "What the fuck's up with that cat!" Blondie grouches after another few minutes of Chairman's caterwauling, lasting a full minute longer than Magnus expected him to. Hearing that same sentence echoed around the room in Chairman Meow's familiar mewling growl is nearly his undoing. Magnus forces the laugh down with an easy smile and a few hasty promises that promise nothing before he's leading Blondie and Biscuit along with their daemons back out of Pandemonium before they realize what's happening. "I don't remember sassy being a trait common to household cats," Magnus teases when Chairman Meow lands on the ground to twine around his legs. "But that was an Oscar-worthy rendition, my little mouse." Chairman Meow gives him another smug grin, the magic under his skin crackling like fire before it disappears again leaving the innocent-looking tabby cat, with the innocent-sounding voice. "Meow."

Two - Max POV

Max doesn't like Mister Panghorn. He doesn't like him from the moment Panghorn arrives, because that's when Panghorn decides to snuff Alec in front of everyone and act like he's better just because he's a Clave Envoy. Minty doesn't like him either. Not even Aloysius and Sunny like him and they like everyone. So it's clearly Mister Panghorn's fault that Max doesn't like him and Max should be allowed to pull a prank on him without getting Alec in trouble. Except Max can't because Mister Panghorn is here with the other Clave Envoys for an "internal audit" to "ensure" Alec is "fit for leadership". "Maybe they should check if they're fit to have runes," Tony had snorted under his breath and while he did get scolded for it by Thornhill, they all gave him a high five for it after practice. Max doesn't like Panghorn. And he certainly doesn't trust Panghorn; None of them do. It's why they all keep an eye on him, why Aloysius keeps "accidentally" bumping into his side because nobody expects Ally to do that on purpose. Why Rara and Steph have had more questions in the past three days that only Alec can answer than they usually have in a week. And why Max has been biting on his tongue and clenching his fists to stop himself from pulling a prank on Panghorn because he deserves to be pranked. Max didn't realize they weren't the only ones keeping an eye on Panghorn. But then he hears Chairman Meow let out a low threatening hiss, his eyes annoyed and angry while glaring straight at Panghorn. He's pacing in the shadows, observing and calculating before his eyes brighten in a way Max is very, very familiar with. Chairman Meow is planning something. Planning a prank. Minty makes an excited noise that Max quickly shushes so nobody notices what they just did. Because that's when Chairman Meow jumps out of the shadows, his eyes still laser-focused on Panghorn. He weaves through the others in the Operation's Room and jumps on the rafts. The rafts where Woodowl and Hardwood are walking with buckets full of ichor-stained water in their hands. Max sees Hardwood place one of the buckets on the passageway, just long enough to dig into his pocket to grab his ringing phone. Just long enough to swipe the bucket and have the entire bucket fall on Panghorn and Panghorn alone. Panghorn can be funny, it appears. Because Max knows he's not the only one who starts laughing when he begins to splutter. "This is an institute Envoy Panghorn," Alec tells him bluntly. "Ichor stains are part of the job." Chairman Meow is purring happily when he jumps back down from the rafters and Max uses the giggling and Panghorn's screaming as a disguise to get faster to him. "Say Chairman," Max asks when the cat bumps his head against his hand to demand scratches. "Are you really a cat?" "Meow?" Max squints his eyes. "I also use that trick you know. It doesn't work on me. But it's okay, I won't tell anyone you're not really a cat."

Three - Catarina POV

Catarina breathes out a frustrated sigh the moment she's behind closed doors. The new pediatric surgeon has been working on her last nerve since he started working at the hospital three months ago. And if he weren't moderately good at his job, she would have filed a complaint already. Plav tweets his agreement from his hiding spot, his blue feathers shimmering when he spreads them mid-dive to land on her shoulder. The rest of the staff had stopped asking about her daemon after a week or two - a month at most. They all accepted her excuses at face value: Her daemon is shy. Her daemon prefers to stay outside and fly around while she's at the hospital. The explanations had sufficed for all but Steven Andrews, who somehow felt owed an introduction to Plav. As much as Catarina loves her job, she wishes it wouldn't come with people like Andrews the way it always seems to. A tingle of magic alerts her to Magnus' arrival and after another quick look at Plav, who turns himself invisible this time around rather than hiding away, Catarina heads over to the dressing room to change out of her scrubs. Of course, Andrews has to be leaving right as she prepares to leave with Magnus. "Nurse Loss," a deceptively pleasant-sounding voice interrupts Magnus' retelling of his and Alec's date the night before. "Oh, I apologize I hadn't noticed you were with a...friend." Magnus notices the particular inflection Andrews uses on the word "friend" as clearly as she does. Catarina wonders whether it's the lack of a daemon by his side - as far as the man can tell, at least -, the being Asian, or the hot-pink streaks in his hair that match his corset-vest. Most likely, it's all three of them. "I don't want to take up too much of your time, Nurse Loss, but would I be able to speak with you privately?" The request would sound more like one if he didn't follow it up with an outstretched arm and a tilt of his head. "I apologize, Doctor Andrews," Catarina says with a tight-lipped smile, "I'm afraid we have a reservation to get to." "It will only be a few short min-ouch Get, that thing off of me!" The yelp draws the attention of the others around them, all turning to see Steven Andrews with a snarling Chairman Meow in his face who just happened to fall out of the tree right then. Catarina has seen that particular trick often enough to not be fooled by it. "Let me help," Magnus cuts in, acting the perfect knight in corseted-armor with the matching innocence of a blushing virgin. "The poor thing fell out of the tree, here - oh that looks like it might need stitches," Magnus tells him apologetically as he innocently lets the "unknown" cat go again. "Well, it was a pleasure to meet you, Doctor Andrews. But we really must go now." Seeing the bewildered look on Andrews's scratched-up face shouldn't be as satisfying as it is. Chairman Meow rejoins them as soon as they turn around the corner. "I am perfectly capable of taking care of small-minded, mundane men by myself, you're aware?" Catarina asks him with a pointed look. Chairman gives her his best impression of a guileless, mundane cat when he replies. His head tilted in faked confusion and his eyes wide with feigned innocence. "Meow?"

Plus One - Alec POV

Alec is half-asleep when the front door of the loft swings open and Izzy, Jace, and Clary burst in. "Magnus we need-what the fuck is that?!" Alec opens a bleary eye, wondering what managed to make Jace hit that particular frequency since he hit puberty, only to notice Jace glaring right at Chairman Meow. Or well, Chairman Meow in his slightly larer form. "Is something the matter, Blondie?" Magnus asks as he peeks out of his apothecary. "Need a pair of glasses perhaps, given you can't seem to recognize Chairman Meow." "Uh, Magnus that's not Chairman Meow," Izzy cuts in. Her hand hovers uncertainly by her side, the handle of her whip already in her palm as she keeps a weary eye on Chairman Meow. "Is Alec under there?!" "Wait what- Magnus" "And that's enough out of you three," Magnus warns as the room goes blissfully silent. "Alexander is sleeping as you all can see, so if you don't want to risk angering Chairman Meow by waking your brother from his nap, I'd suggest you keep your noise to a minimum. Now, what did you need?" Alec hears the moment Magnus lifts the muting spell and leads all three of them to his office to discuss whatever it is his siblings need. He hears them murmur among themselves, the sound quickly fading under Chairman Meow's waves and warm fur. Alec softly dozes back into his half-asleep state, buoyed by Chairman's purrs and his warm weight that covers him from head to toe when the door to Magnus' office opens again. He hears a long, thunderous growl when two pairs of footsteps step a bit too close to the couch, a clear threat that is followed by the smell of smoke and fire as Chairman Meow breathes out in their direction. "I believe that's your signal to leave before you risk waking Alexander," Magnus tells them pleasantly, ignoring Jace's startled yelp as he not so subtly kicks them out again. "You know you don't have to protect me from my siblings, right?" Alexander mumbles into the Chairman's fur, unsure which of the two he's speaking to. He doesn't care to figure it out either because Chairman Meow is warm and Magnus' fingers find their way into his hair to brush out the tangles. The last thing he hears is a deceptively, innocent-sounding chirp that Chairman shouldn't be able to do given his size. "Meow."

[lserlivestream]

FIRST POST YAY - Outsiders modern au (pretty much modern day hcs)

In this au I am in fact delusional. Literally all of the boys are alive and well.

I'll eventually draw their designs for this au, also these are my personal hcs if they were in the modern day. I'll do two greasers per post + occasional ship hcs!

TW: SH, Suicide, ED

GREASER

- They all saw Barbie, all of them cried.

- All of them watch game theory, they cried when matpat announced his retirement.

- They’re all Sanrio boys no matter what

- THEY'RE SUCKERS FOR RHYTHM GAMES

- They all hate broccoli.

Johnny cade.

-Bisexual + nebularomatic

- C-PTSD ADHD combo , Possible autism as well

- He/Him

- Cis male 

- 16

★ Genshin player (Scara, Layla, and alhaitham main screw you)

★ Pjsk player (Thumbs player, JP + EN server, Fav unit is Leo need, fav song is God-ish and N A A/Nh uh uh)

★ He wants the be astronomer when he grows up, speciality is stars

★ Literally can't stand going near a church because of what happened to him

★ He had to learn how to walk again but had a speedy recovery!!

He has a bunch of burns all over his body, Ponyboy thinks those are tuff

In places he was burn his skin like really tender and sensitive since it's still kind of healing (slowly)

★ Has a big fat crush on PB but he can't tell if he's hyperfixated on him or if it's something else

★ When texting PB he's an emoticon user but when texting the other greasers he uses emojis

He mainly uses ":3 , ^_^ , :D , :P" when texting pb

He mainly uses "😭, 💀, ‼️, 😨" when texting the other greasers

Ponyboy Curtis.

Bisexual

ED + ADHD

He/Him

Cis male

15

★ Genshin player 4 Johnny (Kazuha, Nilou, Kaveh main to match with Johnny)

Ponyboy has the worse attention span ever but Johnny wanted him to get into it so they could mess around with eachother + pretend to act like the characters they main.

★ Plays D4DJ occasionally

★ Wants to become a writer or poet

★ Still can't stand baloney

If he ever smells baloney, one of two things can happen

He can either feel sick to his stomach,

Or he'll have a mental breakdown because of what they went through during the summer. (The bob killing happened during summer vacation in this au)

★ He literally can't stand the thought of people sagging their pants, he will literally give you a wedgie if he catches you sagging near him

He'll either call you out

Slap you in the face and then call you out

Pull your pants up for you

Or all of the above and give you a wedgie before storming off and ranting to Johnny on how indecent people can be.

★ Has the most goofiest laughs (Two-bit is right behind him, bonus: he snorts)

★ His roots are growing in!!

TW'S AHEAD!!

JOHNNYBOY / PONYCADE

Ship dynamics (media wise): Suntan for the most part!!! (I have more but those are angsty….)

Ship dynamics: Warm hands x cold hands , Relapses x Comforts them, Orange cat x Black cat (Golden retriever x black cat too) , Moles/beauty marks x Freckles , Fluffy hair x crunchy hair (or in this case really greasy hair), talks x listens, yaps x yaps too

★ Everytime Johnny tries to attempt, Ponyboy rushes to Johnny's rescue because he can't bare to lose Johnny again.

★ Johnny tries to motivate Ponyboy to at least eat for 5 days before giving in, most of the time it works

Psst... Johnny's way of motivated Ponyboy is by spoiling him (buying him books, plushies, etc.) and even if Ponyboy messes up his streak Johnny will still buy him stuff

★ Johnny often picks his skin and cuts himself (poor thing has cuts all over his arms and legs) so what Ponyboy does is try to motivate him. Him and Johnny share an account on an app that tracks how long a person has been clean, whenever Johnny hits a milestone Ponyboy would give him kisses.

Ponyboy's kissing system:

1 month: A quick peck on the lips or on the cheek

6 months: A kiss on the lips

1 year: A loving kiss

It builds up so for 5 months Johnny would receive 5 quick pecks or kisses on the cheek!

Anyways I hope you enjoyed this: Take some rushed designs for those two!!!

[rach-amber]

Hi, it’s me again (:

What was your favorite character traits about Rachel Amber?

Hey! Happy to see you and boy what a great question, thank you! Loaded answer ahead; TLDR, see the good in Rachel Amber.

Rachel's many things. Pretty, hot, charming, stylish, not to mention her lovely voice, these physical traits are already a great start for many. Then you have functional traits-- ambidextrous (can I just say that's hella cool, omg I want that too), social genius/people skills, straight As student, drama queen, masked with a layer of mystery, many people would've already fallen for her, in-game and out, me being one of them when I first got to know her as a character (so pretty much those were my fav traits of her).

But if we strip her physical beauty down and shove aside her fascinating skillset, who is she really? We may never know 100%, but some character traits can still be found.

Here are some of my favourite (&underrated) Yangs to Rachel Amber's sides. aka why Rachel Amber should get more love & less hate from the fandom

Ofc there are exceptions, but those are not relevant in this post; assumptions & headcannons are added

1. A good heart

Kindness to me will always be one of the most important character traits to have for anyone. With all that powerhouse of a Rachel Amber can accomplish, she chooses to use them with kindness.

With her social skills she chooses to lift people up, saving Hayden from a quickly-escalating scolding from Mr Keaton in ep 1, asking Chloe in a nuanced way if she's "taking (getting kicked outta Blackwell) this a little too well", kinda guiding her independent thinking rather than directly telling her what's right or wrong. (There'd be constructive criticism between Chloe & Rachel, which I stan in a relationship/friendship.)

With her intelligence she tutors Justin & helped him improve his algebra from an F to a C I believe? That's pretty impressive, ngl

with her ambidexterity.. idk, she makes Chloe happy :> (yes i'm totally referring to doing graffiti with her left hand on Chloe's insistence *cough*)

This is why I'm inclined to believe that tornado was not Rachel's revenge. She'd never choose to put Chloe, her parents, her friends, at risk; if she wanted revenge she could've killed the men w her powers. Sure you can say some of these might be her trying to live up to her DA father / principal assistant's duties, but at least she chose to do them. She could very well be a kid who doesn't give a damn or fluff through some of these things that requires time & effort.

2. Sees the good in others!

One of the most underrated Rachel Amber traits imo. This girl literally has a reputation of "her friends are her friends", and does not discriminate in terms of friendship/who she hangs out with. She picked Chloe up from her lowest (saw her & praised her for backtalking the biker, defending Nathan, & "you're more of a hero than you think you realise", when Chloe didn't take Drew's money). Rachel stuck with Chloe when no one else did (puts up with her sh*t, which ofc Chloe does the same), literally chose Chloe to share her uncertain future outside Arcadia, did not take her chance to leave when she could in those 3 years, most likely cuz she wanted to leave with Chlo. She also hung out with Nathan (& Chloe when so many wouldn't), saw the good in Frank (yes. same as Nathan & Chloe his reputation is far from great and despite the unhealthiness of this relationship, she at the very least cared for the guy, & saw the humanity inside him), & very sadly fell for the portrayed "gone through some serious shit" act by Jeffers*n, all these showing her being an empathetic & sympathetic person.

I'll add non-judgemental as well, cuz it's why she's able to get along with so many people so well. Like what her VA Kylie Brown says in an interview, whoever you are, Rachel'd be like "hey you're a pretty cool person, let's talk!" It's inspiring. I love that about her. Gotta have more Rachels in the world.

3. Ambitious. Puts in the hard work. Persistent.

"One day, I'm gonna climb Mt Everst." says a 15 year old Rachel in Bts, who has posters of travelling in Asia (the green poster has Chinese words saying "go travel in China", amongst others), already speaks about her courage & ambition. And of course, leaving Arcadia with no one but Chloe for a better life. Yes you can say it's reckless, because it's a big idea for a teenager, but she didn't just give up on it. It stuck with her, and she worked hard for it. Doing photoshoots to get modelling jobs, maintaining her 4.0 GPA, finding opportunities to leave... she did those for 5 years. And in the comics universe, they made it out! Now they're over 22yos with an LA apartment, Rachel's in modelling gigs with her acting career kicking off... what could've been for game Rachel. (oh the things I'd do for Bts' ending to be Max appearing in the nick of time instead of that damn vibrating phone!) Also I wonder if in some universes, like the wheelchair Chloe one, a missing Rachel could mean she actually made it out without others knowing, instead of the darker end.

4. Caring & thoughtful & protective & passionate partner/friend/lover!

She listens to Chloe's problems (therapy session), she gives Chloe nice clothes to wear within the few days they'd met (what financially challenged Chloe needed, & in a way that wasn't awkward for Chloe), she sends post cards to Chloe while she's away (she thinks about her often), & "don't f****ing touch her". Passionate lover, I mean.. the way she kissed Chloe under that lamp (with high intimacy of course) is good enough an example. Chloe's the romantic one in my head. Rachel, the passionate.

*the way she puts her hand on C's shoulder after wiping her tears, OmO*

So far these are the character traits I can think of, and your question helped draw out Rachel's positive sides that are too under-recognised. Thanks again! :)

These links helped me understand Rachel & Amberprice better, here for people's reference:

Because I choose to see the good in Rachel, I'm her defender through and through. Join me, if you can.

Edit: damn I literally wrote an essay, maybe 1 day there'd be a video!

[icabrth]

emergency management

pairings: misty quigley x fem!reader

summary: after the planecrash ___ gets seriously injured and misty is ready to take care of her.

warnings: planecrash, duh!🤣 blindness, mentions of gore.

a/n: misty is lowkey my fav..

masterlist link

There was a sensation at your fingertips, a ringing in your ears and a darkness before your eyes. You blinked twice, attempting to regain your sight before even realizing what you was doing. The darkness had completely overcome you, and upon realizing that, you freaked the fuck out. You knew that you only had four senses left to work with; taste, touch, smell and sound. “___! Where are you!” You heard someone say. You could not talk, you couldn’t even move. Your efforts to make yourself known were futile as your body stayed still, paralyzed. Oh god, you thought. Is this how I’m gonna die? Just as you began to drown in your own thoughts, you heard the voice again.

“Where the fuck are you!” She screamed, desperate to find you. You recognized that voice, it was Misty.

“Mis-“ you managed to let out, leaving you immediately breathless. She didn’t hear me, you realized. And the thought of dying alone, paralyzed creeped up on you again. Now you were desperate. Adrenaline flowing through your veins, giving you strength. You gathered your remaining courage and managed to move your arm slightly, hoping for something, anything that would result in some kind of noise. Fortunately, luck was in your favor; your fingers ran through the autumn leaves on the ground, causing a rustling sound. It was quiet, so quiet that you had to stop your breathing for a second to hear it. But it was enough.

You heard the footsteps getting closer and you realized – you were saved. Misty was your savior.

Suddenly, you felt her hands on your shoulder, holding your head under her hands. Despite her hands being cold, your irrotational mind made her sound like a living heater, and you couldn’t help but lean into her touch. You unconsciously nuzzled your head into her forearms. Misty was unsure of what to do for a second, blood rushing to her cheeks as she blushed heavily. She didn’t know if you’d noticed or not. She scanned your frantic eyes that were looking anywhere but in her direction. She figured something was wrong with your eyesight, but that was a problem for another time.

She observed your situation; you half your body was stuck under a fallen tree and the rest must’ve been falling damage. “Holy macaroni, I gotta get help! Stay here!–“ she said, running over to the others.

“Guys, I found ___! She’s seriously hurt! Lottie, Nat, Taissa! Come with me!” She picked the strongest ones so they’d be able to carry you. They shared a few worried glances before heading over.

“Mist– please..” you muttered, the words coming out slurred. “Don’t worry, ___! I’m here and I brought help!” Misty assured you. In this instance, you had never been more thankful for her overly helpful or clingy personality. You felt cold and all you wanted was for someone to tell you that it was gonna be okay, to reassure you. And Misty never failed at that. She had brought a few tools in her backpack, including the axe she’d used to cut off coach ben’s foot. She was worried that she would have to amputate your leg as well. Nevertheless your entire downer body it was stuck under the tree.

The four of them eventually managed to lift the tree and get it off you, letting out sighs of relief as they saw no squished body parts. You did have some bruises and probably a few broken limps, but that was seemingly it. Misty couldn’t distinguish the relief she felt when she discovered she didn’t have to cut of any body parts. But there it was again..

“I can’t see! I can’t fucking see!” You yelled.

You had been laid closest to the campfire, positioned randomly between Jackie and Nat. After realizing something might’ve been wrong with your eyes, Misty got her flashlight to check your visual acuity. As expected, your eye sight was entirely gone. She figured there was something wrong with the optic nerve. She gathered the others and told them about her discovery, and they decided against telling you for now. They looked at your unconscious figure, taking in your unsteady breathing, knotted eyebrows, and dried tear stains. Shauna had this theory that too much tragic news in such a short time period could kill you and (although it was probably bullshit) neither of them wanted to tell you.

“We’ll just tell her it’s temporary or something.. just let her get used to it before we break it to her.” Jackie said, staring down at you. The two of you had been pretty close before the accident, and it pained her heart to see you like this. She needed you hear, mentally. Although she did have Shauna, she began to think she wouldn’t be her biggest ally going forward. “Yeah, if we even survive more than two days out here.” Natalie scoffed. Jackie turned to face her with a frown but she was already looking at the campfire, unbothered by her reaction.

Suddenly, a loud gasp shot everyone awake, followed by your heavy breathing and pained whimpers. Hour hands reached out desperately for something, or someone to hold. The sound of your teammates talking quoted and all you could hear was the fire sizzling. Before you knew it, Misty was crouched down beside you. “It’s okay, you’re okay!” She assured, brushing a strand of hair out of your sweaty face. The others looked at her for a second; they hadn’t seen her act like this around the coach, or any of the others. She seemed so incredibly desperate to assure you, give you some kind of comfort.

“Where- where am I?” You exhaled. No answer.

She rested her palm upon your forehead to feel your temperature, a worried expression replacing the excitement she had felt at your awakening. “She’s burning up! Quick, get me some blankets or something!” She instructed and the others hurried to find something to keep you warm. They didn’t question her commands, she knew what she was doing. You huffed. It unsettled you slightly how she kept talking about you as if you weren’t there, especially not that you couldn’t see; it made you feel like some sick dog.

“Misty, I’m right here.. what happened?” You asked her. You attempted to sit up straight, but she pushed u back gently. “You should stay still for a bit – you broke a few bones here and there, but you’re gonna be okay.” She said. The others came with a few blankets and placed them over your cold, shivering body. Misty gave them a nasty glare, saying how this didn’t place it properly. She wrapped the layered blankets more securely around your body.

It eventually got dark, and everyone started preparing mattresses to sleep on. Misty stared at the night sky, the starts shining through the thick threes. She wished so badly that you could see it and share this moment with her. The fire was still burning, but she figured it was only a few minutes until it burned out. You couldn’t sleep, laying awake with your eyes open, hoping that suddenly your sight would come back. You had realized on your own that there was something wrong with your eyes, and judging by the silence whenever you’d ask about it, it was bad.

But now, you were starting to feel scared. All you could see was pitch black and now all you heard was animal sounds in the background. Without thinking it over, you called out for the girl.

“Misty?” She immediately looked at you again, “Yeah? What’s wrong?” She whispered. “Could you..” you muttered. You suddenly realized how pathetic you sounded. Fuck it, you thought. “Could you hold me?” You finally said. You were glad you couldn’t see, scared of what her face would be like at your sudden request. But she understood. “Of course.” Was all she said before carefully placing herself beside you.

She moved her arm around you and suddenly you felt so safe, comforted. The gesture was so small, yet you had been so touch starved. Your body stiffened at her touch at first, but warmed up to it quickly. You felt her curls against the side of your face, along with her forehead resting on your shoulder. You slowly fell asleep, forgetting all about what happened…

The girl lay awake for awhile, watching you. Just hours before this she was a complete loser. But now she felt like she had everything. She had always had a bit of a crush on you but always brushed it off as she figured you were too good for her. Everybody was not just happy, but grateful for her presence. It felt amazing, euphoric almost. She didn’t ever want to go back to reality, she needed to make sure nobody came to save you guys.

In her mind, the team could develop some kind of society here; a judge-free, high-school-free place. A whole new world where the two of you could be together, surrounded by your friends. Little did she know how things would turn out.

[carlygoh]

TMNT Universe(Part 1)🐢💙❤️💜🧡

I will only post TMNT stuff so leave any quesion & some request✨

First is TMNT 1987,this is the easy design so far & i had fun while designing them.They all look the same tho it's cute

Second is TMNT 2003,I'm very proud of my 2003 April design.I can't stop laughing by looking at the turtles' height when they stand next to a human.Mikey is transfem btw

Yes i ship Leosagi in this version,I love them so much that i started crying

Third is TMNT 2012,My favourite version.Leo is transfem,She use She/Her & still use by the name Leo.Mikey's hairclip is a cat which represent Ice Cream Kitty

No i don't ship Leorai,it's disgusting.Leo just envy her big sister.I only ship Aprilnardo

Fourth is TMNT 2014 Aka Bayverse.You have no idea how much i cry while designing them to look accurate,I'm abt to lose my sh*t for this.Donnie being transfem is my favourite hc,she's such a cutie

Fifth is TMNT 2018 Aka Rottmnt/Rise.Raph is transfem in this version cuz i say so.I don't really ship Leosagi in this version,sorry.(pls don't come attack me)Princess Peach being Raph's favourite character is my fav(Raph has a hairclip of Peach crown)

Rise Karai is easy to design as she is a ghost,I'm gonna have to redesign Rise!Splinter cuz he looks weird

Sixth is TMNT Mutant Mayhem.I had a difficult time designing April's hair,let's just hope this turn out well.I'm gonna cosplay Leo when i'm going to watch the Movie.I heard there will be Aprilnardo in this version,I just hope Leo is nothing like 2012 Donnie.I still don't understand why people hate this april for being chubby or black like WHY!?That's literally fatshaming & rasicts for people to hate her just for these reasons .The fact that Rise April is also black and yet no one complain it

[marsssbarrrr]

hold you (k.bakugou x reader x i.midoriya polyamorous)

inspiration: Freaks by Surf Curse

oneshot where fem!reader in a secret poly relationship with our fav boys gets kidnapped by the league to be used as leverage or smthn idk

reader has no specified quirk, reader does NOT attend UA, reader and bakygou/midoriya are childhood friends. this is purely self-indulgent bc i cant find any story like this anywhere on the internet and i need to feed my delusions

WARNINGS: sewerslidal reader, SH(mentioned), abusive parents(mentioned), eating disorder(mentioned), reader is homeless (briefly). THIS IS SOME DARK SHIT BUT IT ENDS GOOD I PROMISE

the day started as usual for midoriya and bakugou. wake up, bicker, eat a quick breakfast, bicker, walk to class, bicker, iida yells at them to stop bickering, and they bicker some more.

nothing seemed off for the first few hours. sure, neither of them had gotten the usual good morning text from [name], but she had some crazy midterms coming up. it wasn't all that unusual for her to stay up late and sleep in, forgetting to text them in her rush to get to class on time.

but when lunch rolled around, and still neither had received a text, they started to worry. their classmates had noted the lack of bickering in the second half of the day, and the constant checking-of-phones. their anxiety wafted across the suddenly cramped classroom like midnight-sensei's quirk. slow and suffocating. everyone felt it.

neither noy had noticed the worrisome glances their respective friends shot back and forth. they were too wrapped up in their thoughts. they spent all of class texting back and forth.

b.k: what if her parents found out about us?

i.m: she would have found a way to message us if that were the case.

i.m: i'm more worried she did something to herself. i think one of us should drop by her place after classes.

b.k: you go. i'm better at shutting these morons up anyways. i'll tell them you're visiting aunt inko or smthn.

i.m: thanks kacchan.

b.k: fuck off.

it was no secret to the boys that [name] was suicidal. nor that her parents were homophobic, abusive pricks. throughout their childhood, her parents made that very clear. she'd mention to them sometimes how both boys were cute, and the result was more often than not purple and blue marks poorly covered by the sleeves of her elementary school uniform.

by the time they'd reached middle school, those poorly hidden bruises turned into thin lines.

[name]'s parents didn't believe in medication, nor in therapy. for a long time, her only comfort was in the homes of bakugou katsuki and midoriya izuku.

after izuku was deemed quirkless, her parents wouldn't let her be around him anymore. so the trio spent most days hiding out at the bakugou's place. it was there that she confided in the boys about her parents. it was there that the three of them became an offical polyamorous relationship. it was there they had their first kiss.

inko and the bakugou parents were more parent-like than [name]'s parents ever were to her. she trusted them with everything.

after classes, the boys sat in the dorm common room with the rest of their class.

neither boys' constant glances at their phones were lost on their classmates. every flip of the screen and refresh of the page was caught by the other students.

every notification prompted a glance. that included the shared ding of both boys' phones.

[fn].[ln]: i need you.

[fn].[ln]: please.

i.m: where are you

[fn].[ln]: (location sent)

b.k: we're on our way.

neither boy stopped to grab a jacket or umbrella before shoving their shoes on and bolting out the door of the alliance building. neither boy said a word to their classmates, or even spared them a glance after the last text was sent.

as soon as they were out of the building, the class went to alert aizawa, who followed suit in a similar fashion to the boys.

he followed them through the heavy downpour as they turned off the main road, midoriya yelling out directions while bakugou dragged him along, both moving faster on foot than aizawa had seen them move before.

after the fifth turn, they stopped.

katsuki was quick to crouch down in front of you, and izuku sat against the wall behind you. you lifted your head from your knees, tears standing apart obviously from the rain on your face.

katsuki pulled you into a hug, and you sobbed harder.

"they kicked me out," you muttered into his shoulder, "they found out about us."

katsuki's face fell, and izuku's hardened.

"i'm calling sensei-"

"no, please, god izu, please don't."

izuku dropped the hand holding his phone, sighing. "[name], the first thing they'll do is look for you at one of our places. they'll realize what they did and decide to deal with it on their own. we all know they will."

katsuki pulled back, cupping your face in his hands and rubbing his thumb along your cheek. "[name], please. let him call aizawa. you'll be safer at the school than you will be at any of our places."

you sniffed, looking up into katsuki's eyes.

the fight had been ugly. your parents searched your room while you were at school the day before, and found letters between the three of you. from before you had phones. from before you learned how to be discreet.

your father was quick to lay hands on you as soon as you got home, yelling about what a slut and a whore you were. your mother just leaned against the door frame, arms crossed and head shaking in disappointment.

they kicked you out with nothing but the phone in your pocket and uniform on your body.

you sniffed, leaning into katsuki's touch. "...okay."

izuku picked his phone back up, and katsuki held you close. before the phone could ring even once, aizawa dropped from the roof above. "just what in the hell is going on here."

you tensed, and katsuki held you closer, whispering sweet words and comforting phrases into your ear as you shook from fear and the icy coldness of the rain around you.

izuku stood, making his way over to the teacher in front of him. he explained the situation the best he could, staying as calm as possible.

but his girlfriend was falling apart in front of him damnit, and there was nothing he could do out here.

"sensei, please. just for the night."

aizawa sighed. "she can stay for the night. i can't promise anything more than that, it's ultimately the principal's call."

"thank you, sensei."

izuku moved back over to where you and katsuki sat, and croushed down.

"hey, we have to get up [name]."

"i can't..."

"c'mon, [name]. you're so much stronger than you think you are. we just have to get to the school, it's only a couple blocks. then you can rest, alright?" katsuki stroked his hand through your hair, forehead resting against yours.

"i can't..."

izuku sighed, making eye contact with katsuki. the blonde nodded, standing and picking you up with him. he held you close to his chest, your knees folded around one arm and back resting against the other. you held on tight around his neck, sobbing into his shoulder.

izuku stood, turning to face aizawa. and you started the trek back to the school.

-

you sat on the couch an hour later, blanket around your shoulders and head resting on katsuki's shoulder. you were sound asleep, thank god.

the situation had been hard to explain to the boys' classmates. they didn't know either boy was even in a relationship, let alone with each other and another person.

eventually everyone went back up to their dorms, except for you and your boys. izuku and katsuki sat whispering to each other while you spelt in the blonde's arms.

they'd keep you safe and keep you away from your parents.

no matter what that meant or what it would cost them in the long run.

[rainy-days-and-nights]

Do you have a favourite Henry (sh4) fact or headcanon? :)

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KfnkwbkBaoflenn DKDNKSBRKBWJFW HENRYYYY AAAAA

(also sorry it took so long to answer ADLNVJLANDJVNAJDV)

Hc hc hc mmm i think the most seen but still, is my fav forever is him being autistic or being on the ND umbrella lcnwmfndmkdkd

More stuffy.....

He has a complicated relationship with his parents (i think it kinda implied in the game how he doesn't dwell that much into his family history) but I like to think in the dynamic of following some path related to either his mom or dad, a very distant bond with them, by not paying him too much attention but from now and then acting as a 'family'

So, when he decides to go with photography as a career, they either didn't mind (in the sort of way of 'whatever' or just saying passive aggressive comments about it)

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In the photography, even if he likes to do scenery ones, he probs takes wedding photoshoots (I just wanna him to wear some suits from time-to-time zkkfkdnkz)

BESIDES I THINK HE WOULD DO GREAT SINCE HE GOES LIKE -APPEARS-DISAPPEARS- AND NO ONE KNOWS WHEN OR WHERE HE TOOK THE PHOTOS LIKE???? HENRY MAJESTIC MOVEMENTS SKFVBJKSBV

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And a random one is that maybe, he decides to look for more info about the cult, being connected with Walter and all, I like to think that maybe he thought of Walter as a younger brother, empathizing with Walter's past.

And then finally learning and knowing about the previous SH (and also finally getting in the “What happened to the superintendent son?”, there was a time when I tried to connect Heather and Henry timeline(?), Heather being like Douglas trainee to be a private detective akjdbvjkabdv and somehow both got in contact, Henry by looking into Alessa´s past, and Heather by trying to pin point other people into the cult and their plans to bring god -hence the connection with Walter Sullivan, being linked to Dalia and such and such, the apartment etc etc )

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-He doesn't drink alcohol, and when he does, he has a good tolerance (but he will never know what’s his limit since he never drinks more than one beer/glass of something)

-Bad at cellphones, bad at computers, still has trouble to type when digital became the norm lcnenkskfld, he probably still sticks to writing everything in notebooks / having a directory / agendas / etc etc)

-He maybe…developed…a fear of doggies…after the sniffers and such, he likes doggies but maybe they bring back bad memories இ௰இ

-The scenery pictures he takes…either he goes there very early in the morning, or he just waits until there are not many people around (late at night are also 👌🏼 but since the thing with silent hill, he´s not that comfortable going that late, unless if he is going with Eileen)

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He has periodic meetings with Eileen (my hc is that she did move from the apartment complex, but Henry stayed) and if it’s not possible, she calls Henry frequently and vice versa, THEY TOTALLY HAVE SLEEP OVERS AT EILEEN´S NEW PLACE SFNJSNFADVKNAD FULL MOVIE NIGHTS FR FR FR FR FR

The ones they always pick are either rom coms or strange movies one of them found in the typical “3 x 1” movies set SKFBKSDLFVBAJDBVL

Also I think the facebook / messenger fox looks like Henry

ISNT ISNT ISNT ??!?!?!?!? AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

im probs have more hc but this are the ones I can remember....SBDVJKBSDVBKADVASD

alsoa slaos also adding a Murphy random one : My hc of him is that he is fluent in french akdjbvkjabdv one of the nuns was from France so she taught the kids there the language so, Murphy knows french perfectly 👌🏼

Henry that is with me each time I connect my laptop

He lives.....he lives....

ALSO THANK YOU FOR ASKING ME ABOUT HENRY AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA KDVHBHAKBDHVKABDVBAHLDBLABDLVBADVBADVAKDHBAKDBVADBCJLABDLABDVADVABDJVBAJDLVBJABDLVJABDVLCNSLCADKMVKÑANFVKÑANDVKAVBFSJFLVBJBVJS.DFJBKSBF

[jellyfiishatr]

How about some Ivy pepper platonic headcannons? I bet it will such an adventure with her being the reader’s friend. Ifs like a little spice in their life >:))

a/n : absolutely!! Ivy is a personal fav because she reminds me of my bestest friend ever so it fits( •̀ᴗ•́ )و ̑̑

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content : fluff

content warning : Rocky , out of character(?)

Walking with ivy to and from school gossiping about something interesting that happened; before,during,and after classes

" oh my goodness, reader did you see what happened during lunch!? " ivy says in excitement

" no?? Oh my god did (so-and-so) fight? I was hearing about it the entire tike during my last class? " you say matching her energy

" yes! You wanna know why they fought? "

" Of course I do, you know I always do! "

Helping through relationship to relationship

(Ofcourse we know she isn't the problem, it's the fact that Viktor is too overprotective over her)

" readerrr!! " ivy says whining as she runs to you

" Ivyyy?? " you respond saying her name also, questioning why she's sobbing on your shoulder.

Sleeve now wet, you ask her why she's wetting your shirt with her tears.

" it happened again, " she says with sorrow.

Knowing what that meant you just gave her a hug and told her he wasn't sh*t anyways (he probably wasn't)

(maybe)

Talking about Freckle

While he's right there

He doesn't mind but you still find it a little odd

" he's a little ditzy and odd but I love him, " she says with a smitten look on her face.

" why don't you tell him that " you reply,

" NO its too early! " ivy screeches in your ear

(He's sat right there)

rocky

Hes just him

" reader! " Rocky shouts from across the room.

" no thank you " you say walking out the Cafe. You trying to look for Ivy but instead found him.

Getting dragged along runs(by accident)

Ivy is the type to only go for help when she really needs it

Which is alot of the time

She trusts you, and knows you have her back

" READER! " They all shout in-sync as you fall out the car, the sound of gunshots nearing you and the others

You "walk it off" the best you can, with a raging headache

" You okay reader? " ivy ran up to you and checked you out to see if you were hurt.

Of course you were so you said yes, but told her not to worry because there were bigger things to be worrying about.

" are you kidding me? " she says helping you up.

" you're something I worry about daily! " she exclaims, " in a good way of course. "

She puts you down in the seat quickly and hugs you, rocky ushering her to the front seat to drive

" Hurry hurry, you can be sappy later all you want! "

Sleepover!

You guys sneak out to go walking around, just to go out-and-about around town

You guys talk and sit in your favorite part in town, pass the lackadaisy to check in, and sit at the dock to look at the boats.

Gift giving!

Ivy is definitely a gift giver(along side being a physical touch kinda gal)

She loves making you trinkets, or getting you something special

[sweetchildcloud]

REQUEST OPEN (っ‘ω`c)

hello hello so *haem* it's my first time doing this so please be patient with me,i don't know how should i put this but i will write only fluff or similar,no NSFW

i'm an anxious lil bean and i have school and stuff to do so please have patience with me,as i said im no english native so i'm sorry if it will be messy with past or grammar

i'm neurodivergent so be patient with me please

themes i write for are

SH,Depression,fluffy,cute,pregnant,male x male,female x female,lgbt stuff,anxiety,paranoia,autistic,furry (characters or reader with animal traits such as tail,paws and so on),loss,death,trauma,comfort,abusive family comfort,reader as sibling of characters and viceversa,cpr,rescuing,period comfort,reverse comfort. Fanfics and headcannons i will not write canon scenarios because it's too difficult.

JUJUTSU KAIZEN

Characters:

Geto

Gojo

Nanami

Toji

Choso

Megumi

Yuji

Sukuan (even if i dont like him,i know there are guys out there who loves him so)

Nobara

FAIRY TAIL (i didn't watched the entire anime but want to try anyway)

Natsu

Elsa

Gajil

Lucy

Gray

Mirajane

Levy

Lluvia

Invel

ONE PIECE (i'm still stuck in destrossa episode so i didnt see the newest episode sorry!)

Nami

Robin

Zoro

Sanji

Brook

Luffy

Usopp

Chopper

Franky

Law

Eustass

GENSHIN IMPACT ( im still stuck in Sumeru act)

Kaeya

Diluc

Nuivolette

Chino

Childe

Dainsleif

Tighnari

Aether

Lumine

Albedo

Zhongli

Venti

Wriothesley

Scaramouche

THE DISTRAOUS LIFE OF SAIKI K.

Saiki (he's my fav pookie bear)

Aren Kuboyasu

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Could’ve Been

Letitia Wright x Old HS Friend Black Fem

Warning:To cute

Summary: When you go to your high school reunion you learn that your crush like you to and still does

Authors Note: While I posted this the song could’ve been started playing .I recommend listening to could’ve been by H.E.R GRAMMER ISSUES

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Part 1:Oh really Part 2

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Y/n’s Pov

You got some news from Facebook that your old high school was throwing a reunion. You really didn’t want to go but let’s just say your friend who went to school forced you .

“You are going to that reunion “ Your friend Alani said . “I don’t want to “ You whine . “Do you really think I care your going so get ready the shit starts at 8” Alani says being serious .” Fine but what should I wear “ you ask confused.

Your friend goes through your closet finding the perfect dress for you to wear . Before she found THE dress.”This is what your going to wear this dress “ she says as she hands the dress to you . “ you look at front and back and start to aw.

(You can imagine whatever)

You started to curl your hair this was going to take a while. Your friend was doing her make up to your dress . You guys where both busy getting ready for this reunion.

You check the time once you finish your hair.”Bitch it’s 7:37 and my makeup not done “ you say annoyed. “I can try to help but idk “ Your friend says as she goes to put her dress on. “Nah it’s good I’ll just do simple make up “ you say starting to get your make up stuff out .

Once you finished your make-up you and your friend were ready. All, you had to know was the reunion. You knew you were going to be late. You left the house at 7:57 Basically 8.

Once you got to the reunion you where surprised.Surprised to see these people look this good and they went to high school with you to. They sure got a glowing since the last time you saw them.

You walked over to your homeboy that you haven’t seen in a while since he moved . “ Hey Drue I haven’t seen you while” You say smiling. “Same to you looking good as always, “ he says flirting.

You turn your head as you start to hear “awes and ohs”. You start to see someone with 2 body guards come in. The person looks at you and shoots you a smile. As you look closely at the tall woman figure with a suit and shades on you know exactly who it was…Letitia Mf Wright.

You were pretty surprised to see me here since she left high school. When you found out tish left you where angry at her.She was your closest friend in the school other than alani. You didn't hold a grudge against her but you felt angry she didn't tell you.

You turned around to focus back on drue. "So how are you" you ask making small talk. "It's been alright" he says you can see he eyeing the bar.You give him a look letting him know he could go.

You made your way to talk to tish.She really only talked to you during high school.Everyone one else was not her cup of tea.

You try to act like you don't know it tish but you can obviously tell. "Tish is that you" you say acting excited.She starts to look you open and down "Y/n is that you" She says smiling showing her grills.

You instantly get the feelings you had for her in high school back.”You know it" you say giving a smile. You guys run into a hug but you feel her hand move to your back to your waist to your ass. You guys get out the hug and start to talk.

"You look so good right now" sh say looking you up and down once again. "You look good to" you say smirking."Hows life going” you say making small talk “it’s well you know “ she says showing a smile.

You two kept on talking and catching up . “You know in high school I had a crush on you “ you say with chuckle like you don’t have a crush on her know.”Fr I had a crush on you too” You where mad . You telling me we could’ve DATED .

Could’ve been started to play “May I have this dance “ Tish asks Showing her hand Infront of you. “You may” You guys start to dance and sway to the song .

You hang your arms on her neck . Hey hands place at your waist .You start to sway your hips while sing the lyrics.You lay your head on her shoulders “We could’ve been we could’ve been “

You begin to hear a whisper in your ear . “Look me in my eyes “ You Start to move your head from her shoulder . “Don’t that feel nice” she says with a slight smirk.You show a smile on your face and sway to the end of the song

For the next couple of seconds the music had stopped.”Did you feel that” you say looking at tish. .. When swaying and dancing you felt a connection.A tension between the two of you during the dance. Neither of you guys could like because the tension was noticeable.

“I did” she says Tightening the grip on your waist .As the next song started to play you swayed your hips to the beat. The song was every kind of way by H.E.R .You loved this song and always wanted to sing it to your love.

“I wanna love you in every kind of way” as you sang the lyrics you to tish you saw a smile. “I wanna please you, no matter how long it takes” you sang while smiling and admiring tishs beauty. “It don't get no better than this,Your kiss” you lay your head on her shoulder while you sing the lyrics to her.

As you finished the lyrics to the song “ I wanna love you ,I gotta love you” You finish the lyrics looking at tish . Your eyes closed and you took a deep breath. “Did you mean that or was it just lyrics “ she asks being serious . “Why would I joke about love of course I meant it “ you say ending with a slight smirk.

“You could say I’m still in love you after all these years “ you say calm yet seductive. “You could say I feel the same” she says hitting you with a wink.