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can you write a imagine about charles xavier? like, you and him are roomates on college and one day you just confess to each other? plsplsplsplsplsplsplspls

Hello dear and thank you so so much for a request! This idea is so so goodl :D. Also thank you for feeding my Charles Xavier/James McAvoy obsession xD Let’s goo :O El <3

Charles Xavier- mind games

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GN reader

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YOUNG!Charles Xavier

studying calmly until Charles suggests a "mind-reading" game ;)

HUMAN!reader doesn't know Charles is a telepath

Charles Xavier

The rain drizzled gently against the window, a soothing rhythm that filled the dimly lit room with a calming energy. The soft sounds of droplets racing down the glass played a subtle background melody to your weary thoughts.

The common room of your college dorm was strewn with textbooks, notebooks, and an assortment of empty coffee mugs that had once proudly proclaimed the need for caffeine during late-night study sessions.

Across the cluttered table, the ever-charismatic Charles Xavier was hunched over a thick volume of psychology, his brow furrowed in concentration. He looked beautiful as ever- his silky dark hair slightly damp from walking in the rain and his blue eyes alight with intelligence.

Charles was brilliant, charming, and effortlessly flirtatious; the perfect concoction of qualities that made it impossible for you to see him as just a friend. In a way, he knew it too, though neither of you spoke about the unspoken tension lingering between you.

As you flipped through the relevant chapters of your own textbook, you stole a glance at him—it seemed like a perfect time to study, yet the heavy clouds outside made everything feel a little too gloomy. You sighed, breaking the silence. You could somehow feel him in your head.

“I can’t focus like this, Charles. It’s too dreary.”

Charles looked up, his expression shifting from studious to mischievous.

“Oh, come on! That just means there are more interesting things we could be doing.”

You rolled your eyes, ready for him to suggest another one of his ridiculous distractions, but you had to admit that part of you was curious.

“And what do you have in mind?”

He leaned back, an easy grin spreading across his face. His ocean-like eyes gleaming.

“How about a game of mind reading?”

You chuckled, shaking your head. Charles was looking at you with amusement.

“That sounds like a terrible idea. You’d just end up winning—again.”

“Exactly."

He said, his blue eyes sparkling with amusement.

“And it’ll give me a chance to demonstrate my exceptional telepathic abilities.”

“Telepathic abilities?”

You raised an eyebrow. He was always saying he's all that and a bag of chips, You adored that but sometimes, he could go overboard with making up stories.

“Are you trying to impress me?”

“Maybe a little.”

He replied, leaning closer. The space between the two of you seemed to shrink as his tone softened, and your breath caught in your throat.

You turned your gaze back to your books, a blush creeping onto your cheeks. His teasing flirtations made it difficult to maintain your composure, especially when you secretly harbored feelings for him that were only getting harder to hide.

“Alright, I’m game. Show me what you got!”

You relented, trying to keep your tone light, but the fluttering in your stomach said otherwise.

Charles’s face lit up with a playful glint as he shifted closer, lowering his voice conspiratorially.

“Okay, here’s how it works: I’ll guess what you’re thinking, and if I’m right, you have to concede that I’m the ultimate mind reader."

You rolled your eyes, thinking he's just messing with you. He caught your gaze and placed a finger to your lips, shushing you and adding, so self assured:

"But if I’m wrong, I’ll do your next homework assignment.”

You chuckled, pleased with the stakes.

“Fine! But don’t cry when you can’t read my mind.”

He faltered for a second, presenting a faux-stern expression.

“You underestimate my skills. Ready?”

You were deep in your thoughts, something he will never guess. You remember watching a movie with him. You made a fool of yourself, snorting like an idiot. You're sure he doesn't remember that moment. You had your joker.

As he sat cross-legged on the floor, you watched him watch you, his gaze steady as if he were truly delving into your thoughts. He leaned on one hand, his slender fingers against his temple. You felt a strange thrill rush through you, as if you were participating in something much more profound. A moment passed, then he grinned.

“You’re thinking about the last time we watched a movie together and how I made you laugh so hard you snorted.”

You blinked, wondering briefly how he could’ve gotten that right—not that you’d ever verbally confessed. With shock, you replied:

“Okay, yes! But that’s just—”

He cut you off, waving his hand dismissively.

“Next round! This time, I’ll go deeper.”

You didn’t realize what he meant until the atmosphere shifted around you, a tangible tension wrapping tightly at the back of your mind. Suddenly, his smile faded, replaced by an intense look of focus.

You looked at Charles, his hair dry now collecing in small locks around his face, his blue eyes gazing at you. He was perfect. His freckles were gently glowing, dimmed light casting a warm shadow on his face.

His gaze held yours, something unspoken passing between you. After a moment, the corner of his mouth tugged upwards again.

“It's me huh? You like me. Like, really like me.”

Your heart raced, pounding like the rain outside, as embarrassment washed over you in crimson waves. You snapped out of your imagination, staring at him.

“No, I don’t—”

“Come on.”

He teased, his voice smooth as silk.

“I can practically feel your thoughts. I can navigate this storm of feelings you’ve got for me.”

You swallowed, trying to muster some semblance of dignity.

“That’s not fair! You’re a telepath!”

“True..”

He said, his gaze softening, genuine warmth radiating from him.

“But I’d like to think—given the circumstances—you’d have just as much courage if you knew.”

“Are you… are you sure?”

You murmured, vulnerability flickering through you.

His grin turned sincere then, a vulnerable glimmer in his eyes.

“I felt the same way, believe me. I just kept hoping you’d figure it out."

He smiled softly, moving closer to you, his fingers still pressed on his temple.

"I'm sure can share our feelings without mind games.”

You nodded, heart racing as a wave of relief washed over you. The air around you buzzed with a new electricity, and for a moment, everything felt right.

“So, will you let me guess what you’re thinking now?”

Charles asked, a smirk returning to his lips, his characteristic cheekiness resurfacing.

“No!”

You exclaimed, unable to contain your laughter.

“Though I think I have some mind games of my own that I could play.”

His laughter echoed through the room, merging with the sound of rain, filling the space with warmth and possibility. You knew this was just the beginning of something exciting and terrifying, and you couldn’t wait to unravel it further together.

“You’re on, mysterious one.”

He said, leaning back in expectation, as you both settled back, laughter spilling out like an open window to every secret and every future dream waiting to be shared.

I hope y'all liked this one :D. Wow two James McAvoy connected posts in a row TwT (guess my fav actor).

Don’t forget, requests are always open and I can write for any character you’d like!

I love you guys so much <33

(@iseveryoneherederanged another one babes ^^)

El <3

(all images were made by: El via canva & paint)

[rollinouttahere-writes]

Platonic Yandere live action Garp who has a soft spot for a pregnant marine reader (I can imagine him telling reader , the baby will be a strong marine) XD 

please ; also what are your thoughts on live action Garp ?

My thoughts on live action Garp are similar to my thoughts towards most of the live action depictions. He's good, but I prefer anime/manga Garp. I think he needs that little bit of silliness to maintain likability lol

It's Better This Way

Platonic Monkey D. Garp x Reader

1.9k words

warnings: pregnancy related things, vomiting, yandere themes, misogyny

Going from being a marine captain to managing paperwork for a vice admiral was not what you ever wanted to happen in your career. You felt like a glorified secretary. Even if it is supposed to only be a temporary position, it still felt demeaning. It’s not like there was anything you could do about it, though. Even you could admit that you were in no state to be fighting.

Not when you were as pregnant as you were. If you tried to so much as jog right now, you would throw up and piss yourself. Possibly at the same time.

Your due date was yesterday, but the baby was a no show. Clearly, they have not inherited your punctuality, much to your dismay. Pregnancy was not the beautiful process it had been made out to be. It was exhausting, painful, and downright gross at points. You were more than eager for the whole thing to be over, and you were about to roll up an eviction notice and shove it up where the sun don’t shine to help the baby get the hint.

As if the baby could read your mind, and didn’t care for what it read, you felt your overdue bundle of joy nail your diaphragm with a kick that new recruits would find enviable. You gasped and lurched forward as the air was knocked from your lungs and coughed a few times.

Papers were dropped onto the desk nearby and a chair squeaked as the man in it sat up straight. “Are you okay over there?”

You coughed a few more times before you could breathe properly again, “I’m okay… the baby just kicked me again.” At least they didn’t kick your bladder again. You would throw yourself overboard if you pissed yourself in front of someone again.

Garp sighed and stood from his seat before slowly approaching you. His hand settled on the back of your chair as he looked down at you, “Just go on leave already.”

“No… I can’t just sit around at some random marine base until I give birth. I’ll be bored out of my mind.” Not to mention you don’t want to deal with everyone there judging you for being a single mother. You get enough of that as is on the rare occasion you’re in the company of anyone other than Garp and his crew.

“You can barely walk anymore, just let yourself rest. You don’t even need to go to a base, you can stay on the ship. I could even make arrangements to let you stay at a village on land if that’s what you would prefer.” Garp wasn’t one to back down easily, and that included when bickering with you.

In all honesty, staying on Garp’s ship sounded ideal, but you would hate to be more of a burden to him after being demoted to light duty work on his ship. You were grateful that he agreed to take you in, especially since you were doing a job that you’re 99% sure Bogard was already doing before you got here. Because of that, you wanted to get out of his hair as soon as the baby was born.

“That’s very kind of you, sir, but I couldn’t ask that of you.”

“Sir? You were calling me Garp even back when I was training you, drop the unnecessary formalities.” Garp sighed and rested his hand on your shoulder, “Stop being so damn stubborn and accept my help. It isn’t going to help you or your kid to be like this.”

“I appreciate the offer, but I want to do this for myself.” Your hands rest on your overly swollen abdomen and rub circles on it. You’ve gotten so huge that you’ve been wearing Garps’s shirts for months now. That, and you’ve forgone buttoning your pants, but the shirt helps to cover that fact. It looked like you had twins in there, but the doctors insisted that they only ever heard one heartbeat. 

There’s a question that has been on your mind for a while now, and this seemed like as good a chance as any to ask it. You inhale to steel your nerves, then begin, “Can I ask you something, Garp? I want you to be brutally honest with me.” Garp didn’t answer you verbally, but his nod was enough for you to continue, “Do you think they’re actually going to let me return to my position after I’ve had a chance to recover?”

“No.”

Not even a second had passed between the question and the answer. You had asked for honesty, but the immediate, blunt answer still shocked you. “You can’t be serious.”

“You wanted honesty, and I’m giving it to you. It’s a raw deal for you, but every time I’ve seen this happen, the women never return. It’s deemed too much of a liability. The people in charge don’t believe that you’re going to be as physically capable after the birth.” Garp’s gruff tone softened ever-so-slightly, and it sounded like he did genuinely feel bad for your situation.

Your emotions were running wild. You felt betrayed and beyond frustrated at your circumstances. “But I’ve worked so hard! I was a captain! They can’t just throw me to the wolves like this!”

If your outburst affected Garp at all, he didn’t let it show. He heaved a sigh and the hand on your shoulder tightened. “They can, and they already have. You were terminated the same day you came to my ship.”

“What?!” If you were in better shape, you would have sprung out of the chair from shock.

“I arranged to have you stay here for the time being because you were once my student, and I wanted to ease you into this. I had hoped to wait until after the birth to spring this on you, but here we are.”

All you could do was gape at him as he casually informed you of what your status actually was. It felt like a rug had been pulled out from under you in the cruelest way possible. Before you could even register what was happening, hot tears started pouring down your face. Great, just what you needed. Now you’re humiliated on top of everything else. You turn away from Garp to try and obscure his view, but there was only so much good that could do for you. Getting up out of the chair you were in required help from at least one other person and you were definitely too embarrassed to ask that of Garp right now.

His hand dropped from your shoulder to your back and patted it. “I know that this isn’t what you wanted to hear, but it’s not all bad. I know that the father is deceased, but I’ll do everything in my power to help make up for his absence.”

Your blood ran cold and your tears ran dry. Slowly, you pull your hands away from your face and look at him over your shoulder. You never told a soul about who the father was. Your voice shook as you spoke, “How do you know that?”

Garp rolled his eyes, “I may have been born in the dark, but it certainly wasn’t last night. I saw the way you acted around that pirate and how you were after his execution. You even made the mistake of mentioning growing up on the same island as him. You’re lucky that no one else has figured this out.”

Words were lodged in your throat, right along your heart that had leapt up there. This can’t be happening. You thought you were careful!

“I haven’t told anyone, and I don’t plan to. I don’t want that kid’s blood on my hands if someone finds out who the father really is, and I’m sure you don’t want that either.”

“It’s just a baby! They haven’t done anything wrong! The marines have no reason to hurt them!” You were yelling now, something that you knew was unwise, but you couldn’t help it. Not with how frayed your mental state was by this reveal.

“They’re the child of a pirate, and one that had a high bounty at that. That’s all the reason they need to get rid of them. You would be lucky to even get a chance to hear them cry before they’re disposed of.” Those words sent a chill down your spine. You knew that there were dangers associated with having the child of a pirate, but hearing someone spell it out was gut churning.

As if predicting your next move, Garp grabs the bucket next to your chair and holds it up just in time for you to lose your lunch into it. You cough and gag while Garp holds you steady, completely unphased by the sight and stench. He sets the bucket away from you and hands you a handkerchief to wipe your mouth with.

Speaking in a low tone, he starts talking again, “But that isn’t going to happen. What’s going to happen is I’m going to take you to an island in the East Blue after the kid is born. You’re going to stay in a place called Windmill Village and raise the kid there. I’ll come visit whenever I can to help you.”

You’re still too stunned to speak, and Garp takes that as a sign to continue, “My other grandchildren live around there. It’ll be a nice home for you and the little one. It’ll be a much more quiet life than what you’re used to, but I think you’ll adjust in time.”

It’s like he already has every tiny detail ironed out in his head, almost as if he’s done this before. You look up at him, equal parts distressed and bewildered, “How long have you been planning this?”

“Since I got word of your pregnancy.”

“What am I even supposed to do there? I’ve been in the marines almost all of my life, I can’t just start living as a civilian.” This was the least of your problems, frankly, but you didn’t want to confront the bigger ones right now.

“I would be more than happy to cover your living expenses myself, but I know you would never accept that. There’s a tavern in the town that an acquaintance of mine runs. She’s already agreed to let you work there once you’ve recovered.” Garp’s eye’s drifted down to your belly, “I know it’s a major change, but it’ll become easier when the kid gets older. You can relive your days as a marine by training them to be an even stronger one. I’ll help train them, too, of course. They’ll be one hell of a marine, I can already feel it. Out of all my grandchildren, I think this one will be the most likely to actually become one.”

Garp grabs your shoulders and helps you get onto your feet, a task he accomplishes with ease thanks to his inhuman strength. He guides you out of the room and down the corridor to your own, “Now go get some rest, I know this was all a lot to take in.” His tone left absolutely no room for argument.

You just nodded weakly. Your mind was all over the place trying to make sense of what was happening. Sleep would probably be really good for you right about now. You had no idea how you were going to adjust to the sudden change in your life, but after how Garp just spoke of it… You’re not sure that you even have a say in the matter. 

Especially not if he’s already seeing your baby as one of his grandchildren.

[gaoau]

i've been thinking a lot about Suo and i need it to stop, so i wanna analyse him a little bit and say things into the void. normally i like to psychoanalyse characters in fics but i've seen that side of the fandom and i do NOT wanna go there, so i'm saving myself by pulling the same thing i did with Nanao ig.

disclaimer: this isn't necessarily a theory about his backstory as much as it is what i personally wanna see happen. see, if i were writing him, i'd do very specific things that could go in various directions, but since i am not, unfortunately, writing him and he's not my character to fuck with, all i can do is yap. which, also, probably won't be very eloquent.

manga spoilers for literally the whole manga up to date btw.

i don't think we won't be getting a backstory on him, to be honest. with a character like him, yeah, the mystery is part of the charm, and having this much anticipation can suck ass if once the secret gets revealed, it doesn't stick the landing. but i doubt Nii Satoru doesn't have something planned for him. why would bro be leaving Suo's room illustration out of the fanbook if there wasn't something there to talk about? what is in his room to talk about? but that's not what this is about.

anyway i'm gonna be so fr Suo's built like a dog. he's clearly full of shit, and yknow, that's fine, good for him, but there are things that are so painfully obvious he's just straight up lying about. after his fight with Kanuma, which is deadass the first time we see him fight, he says he "doesn't usually get so emotional," which ?? shut the fuck up? that's not true.

i know a liar when i see one. we've seen him fight five times? six if i wanna be generous; in three of those he got crazy emotional (Kanuma, keel, and Endo), and just a tiny bit miffed with the gymnast guy idr his name fuck that freak. which, listen, to be fair, if someone touched a single hair on Nirei's head in front of me, real me too i'd kill a guy. but look me in the eye lil bro don't lie to me. real talk, though, he was more than ready to kill the keel dude, and was going to. he wanted to. he was shaking while Sakura held him back, don't play with me. he wasn't gonna stop just cause someone was interjecting.

bro was itching to kill, side-eyeing Sakura, spitting snark cause how's the hot-headed mf who jumps head-first into a brawl without a second thought staying more rational than him, the rational one? Sakura's talking to him the same way i talk to my dog after she tries to kill my cat. i'm ngl my dog has better self-restraint than this kid. he also just straight up xd's his way out of it? like "oh whoopsies! mb gang! i was just feeling silly goofy! 🤪" like he forgets he's not supposed to glare at people with murder in his eyes.

speaking of murder! this is where i want him to have killed someone before Bofurin. he's, like, 15? so there's not much time to work with, but the same way Kaji was going feral at idk 8 years old, i can see a world in which Suo actually went overboard when he was a younger kid. (i'm not saying this is what things are pointing at, but i want this to be the case. i would do this myself.)

he is emotional, i don't think that's up for debate. i understand why he gets so emotional and i do think it's very noble and cool and swag of him, that's a good person, somewhat, he cares about his friends and it pisses him off when they get hurt. i fuck with that. that's great, get him an ice cream (if he even eats fucking weirdo). but why are we acting like "i am chill ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ" when, clearly, that's not true?

here's where his teacher comes in. for how much grief i'm giving him, i don't think he's all lies at all. i don't think him liking Nirei and Sakura enough to not only speak highly of them, but also fuck a guy up for them, is a lie. i think he is as kind as Umemiya describes him to be, cause honestly, if Umemiya says someone is kind, then they probably are.

i don't think this is necessarily fake as much as i think it's borrowed. it's learned behaviour. it's teachings passed down to him by his teacher. it's discipline. it's not something that comes naturally to him, but it is something a person he respects and looks up to taught him, so he tries to live by it. he's very clearly been disciplined, probably got beaten into the ground by his teacher, got his ass handed to him again and again and again until he sharpened his reflexes and learned how to control himself in a fight.

he talks a lot about adulthood, talks a lot about maturing, talks a lot about self-control and whatnot. which, by the way, this is a child? lil bro you're fifteen go play on your switch idk. but i'd like to think this comes from someone telling him, "hey, what you did was not okay. you have a lot of strength and you're not an animal. use it wisely so you can one day grow into a proper adult." solely cause i want him to have killed someone. that's all i want.

i think it would make sense, really. how funny would it be if he was living similarly to Sakura? i've seen people headcanon him as a rich kid, but he lies a lot, and i wouldn't put it past him to be living in a sad, lonely one-room apartment. there's a billion ways things could be done with him. maybe his parents didn't care to try disciplining him, maybe he grew up with no parents at all. he has a short fuse, that's easy to tell, even if he acts like he's got everything under control. it's a very Suzuri type of situation, so maybe it's not the direction Nii Satoru is gonna take things, but one can dream.

as for the eyepatch, i haven't really thought much about it. the way i see things, he's gotta come from a neglectful background, so losing an eye would make sense. or maybe he did it himself, i'd love to see that (i would do that with a character like this if he was mine). if his eye is even missing at all, cause all things considered, it might be sort of just a way to give himself a handicap to remind himself not to go overboard.

which, circling back to the self-restraint thing, i like to think that's the reason he doesn't really use much excessive force. not to say he doesn't kick and punch, cause lil bro packs a mean punch, but he doesn't gravitate to hitting people. he's usually using his opponent's weight and momentum against them, which is why i was decently surprised when i saw him grab the keel dude and wind back to bash his face in. he's not violent, until he lets go of what little self-restraint he has, and then he is. it's values and principles that come from someone else telling him how to behave, except he still struggles to hold himself back.

to put it in simple terms, if he were my character, this is what i would do. i'd have him kill someone by going overboard as a kid, have him be taken in by this teacher, have him disciplined and clean his act up by beating his ass, and then have him parrot all these teachings at people he meets later. cause that's essentially what he's doing, he's just repeating things someone else told him. what does bro know about being an adult he doesn't even pay taxes go do your trig homework. but he tries, and you can tell he's trying, even if it doesn't come natural, he cares about his friends and he cares about becoming a better person, he's just a little too quick to snap.

you know what i mean? he cares about Nirei in particular, he loves Nirei, he tries to learn from Nirei. (guys i love Nirei i wont shut the fuck up). but fr, he's got that Nanao complex where he instigates things or sets things into motion and doesn't quite participate. he watches from the back, for better or for worse, but he doesn't necessarily involve himself in things. he keeps a distance. he feels like the other side to Sakura's coin sometimes, learning about people and how warm they actually are. he's all prim and proper and nonchalant, but he recognises he's no match for Sakura and maybe even Nirei. after all, it's always Nirei the one grabbing both of them by the arm and dragging them places.

he talks so big and maturely about not meddling too much with people who can't quite handle friendship yet, and then goes "!" when Nirei tells him "? fuck are you talking about? that's the more reason to teach Sakura about friendship." it's the look on his face after Nirei, despite Suo's long-winded and logical argument, goes to Kotoha and insists they help Sakura anyway. he's learning from Nirei too. also Nirei's crazy endearing so real me too but that's beside the point.

i don't think these parts of him are fake, but they might just be artificial. he's still integrating them into his own person and making them his, but he still slips here and there. he's not quite there yet. i hope he killed someone when he was 8yo. that's all thank you for reading thumbsup

[matan4il]

911 ep 701 first watch reactions

(I don't think I have the energy to write proper Buddie meta, so here's me randomly squealing instead...)

LMAO In case you were wondering whether s7 of 911 will be subtle about their gratitude/debt to ABC for saving the show, the answer is a resounding no.

Also, I have lost a lot of respect for Frank as a shrink, but gained a lot of love for him as a sass king. "Did she win!?" The murderous look Athena gave him was priceless. I love her, too. She doesn't even need words to rule.

Man, nooooo. Don't give me a mutual "I love you" between Bobby and Athena like that.

"Go ahead and cut the green wire." Everyone and their sister: "Green? You said Red."

9-1-1 is the superior comedy they slipped into our drink, while we were here for our weekly action, suspense, drama and familial love.

Buck broke off with Natalia, and the show really did it like that. XD Every single person who rolled their eyes at this pairing during s6, we were all justified, but wow. The show really is the only forum to respect the pair even less than fandom does. And of course we find out about it in the middle of a scene built around Eddie being half naked, Buck watching him, with the camera specifically turning so we can discover Buck was initially covered by Eddie's body, and the angle change reveals him, when the whole thing wraps up with Eddie welcoming Buck back to the land of the living... Yeah, wonder what made Buck feel alive again. Don't know. 'Tis a mystery. We were given zero clues...

"I want the honeymoon life." *cries* Chimney is just such a good, good man. And okay, expecting your whole life to be a honeymoon's a bit unrealistic, but Madney are living together and they have a child. They know this. Chim knows this, but he still wants to go for it. Aim for the moon, you'll at least land among the stars, right?

Bobby baffled by Athena's reaction to Norman and Lola is hilarious.

I like how Chim has a great idea, but it's still obvious that it's gonna go wrong, because he can't help going overboard with it...

OMG, that scene with Eddie recounting to Buck what Christopher's date was like... If I were to write my Buddie meta, I would serve a three course meal just from that. I mean, the fact that watching Chris hanging out with a girl he likes, makes Eddie compare it to "hanging out with his guy friends" (when there's no lack of interest in this girl... in fact, it turns out that if anything, Christopher's problem is the opposite of a lack of interest) is so telling. There's a reason why that's where Eddie's mind went.

But then also... Eddie's trust in Buck got to me, the way he went to his best friend (not his own gf) for help with Chris. But that was still played with half a smile. But then Buck sort of disses himself jokingly, and Eddie won't have it. "You didn't end up like you." He sees how Buck worked on being a better person, even when Eddie wasn't there for the worst of it, and he appreciates it, and won't let Buck forget it. Meeeep. I love them.

Oh Chim. I was giving you so much credit, and then you went and bought that outdoors jacuzzi. lol Still love him. That's what Maddie's reminding herself of right now, too. ;p

Poor Hen, she was great in this ep, but none of it was really about her, she was comic relief, both with Chim and with the red wire. Then again, she was amazing in this, like she always is with everything.

Eddie and Buck were both so good with Chris this ep, MY HEART. Buck with getting him to talk about what's really bothering him, and Eddie with realizing exactly what his son needs, and how to give it to him. They completed each other. Neither one would be helping Chris without the other one. Tell me again how they're not soulmates?

In conclusion, I love Bobby saying, "Let's go prove one of us wrong," when they're both right. Something WAS going on with Norman and Lola, AND Athena was using them to avoid him.

Argh. That scene of the ship and its passengers being hijacked was rough to watch. </3 I'll still be here to watch the conclusion of this. That's the power of 9-1-1 for you.

It def felt like a great kick to the new season. We had lots of comedy and fun, some great tension, some emotional moments (especially with Christopher), but all in all, it's still clear that the whole thing's a build up to next week. Are you excited?

[harmlessghosty]

Saw the vamp!touchstarved character braunrote and I offer my opinions:

Vampire Vere would be ruthless before he really falls in love with reader. He's greedy and wouldn't think twice about draining someone. But tbh I think when he gets close/serious with reader he'd still be greedy and messy and shit but he'd drink readers blood like it's fine wine. He gets his main fix from other victims but really savours reader. Expect it to be extremely bloody tho, he likes it to look like a crime scene xD

Leander for sure tries to kinda hide it. Not hardcore, bit he tries not to tell EVERYONE. He won't go our of his way but also you wouldn't know by just looking at him. I also think he'd be hesitant to drink from his SO and would make it way romantic, or at least he'd try

Mhin would go out of their way to hide that their a vampire. Would NEVER EVER dream of drinking from a person. They and up having to do it but they won't be happy. Also if their SO asked for them to drink their blood Mhin would refuse 100 times before agreeing. Feels very bad that they actually enjoyed it.... Might have gone a bit overboard too (vere did find out and tease them to hell and back fs)

I don't have much on Ais and Kuras rn cause... Brain empty

VAMPIRE TOUCHSTARVED BRAINROT, LET’S GOOOO! I love love LOVE all of your headcanons. Absolutely love them.

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Vampire Vere would definitely not think twice about murder. MC would find him dabbing at his crimson lips with bloodstained, monogrammed handkerchiefs more often than not. And when he wants to feed from his beloved? It’s an entire show he puts on. They get a candlelit room, a nice hot meal, tons of fluffy pillows and blankets…the whole nine yards, before he leans so close, his breath runs across the nape of their neck. “You smell delightful,” he whispers, a firm kiss pressing to their skin. “I’m sure you don’t mind that I eat after all of this preparation I’ve done for you, hm?”

Leander DEFINITELY tries to hide it. There are rumors, of course, swirling around Eridia, but no one really knows what’s true and what’s not. Turns out, being a contracted killer really helps conceal his vampiric identity! He can easily do away with bodies and no one will ask questions. Why do criminals keep appearing with two holes in the same spot on their neck? Weird. Maybe someone should hire Leander to look into that and find the culprit…and of course, he’ll take MC along for the journey, which seems a bit more roundabout than it should be. If he needs to feed during the trip, then perhaps they’re a good source of sustenance. After all, does it matter if his beloved knows his secret? They won’t tell a soul unless they’re trying to get themselves mysteriously killed too…

Mhin would never drink from a person…unless they’re absolutely starving to death. Even then, I imagine it to be a moment of disgust with themself—retching and vomiting the first few times they feed, then admitting they need to drink blood for their survival and doing it as humanely as possible. They knock out their victims and only drink until the hunger has barely subsided. They choose spots beneath clothes where marks could be mistaken for bug bites. Mhin struggles to admit they like MC’s blood more than anyone else’s; they really wish they didn’t, but they can’t get enough of it, to the point that they find it difficult to sleep beside them at night without absentmindedly running their fangs along MC’s skin. They’re just so hungry around their partner. Maybe…just a little sip…

Ais is a voracious beast and doesn’t try to hide his vampiric nature even a little bit. Everyone knows he’s dangerous, and everyone avoids him like the plague. And naturally, Ais with Vere is…horrifying. There’s a lot of begging for him to give mercy and let them live, but he’s no fool. If he lets too many of his victims live, then surely people will find a way to gang up on him. While that’s an interesting proposition, he’s not sure he wants to fight a dozen weak-ass humans when he’d much rather fight someone of his own caliper; humans are just too pathetic. When he meets MC, he’s constantly teasing them with flashes of his long fangs. “Scared? Should be, little sparrow,” he says, scrubbing dried blood off of his knuckles. He even sneaks up to feed from them, thinking MC will just be another victim, but somehow becomes smitten with their taste instead. They should be savored. It’s much more satisfying tasting them on occasion than devouring them whole so quickly.

Kuras is meticulous. He’s very much prone to drawing blood through proper means and drinking it from simple testing tubes in shot-like doses. If a patient needs a transfusion or a blood test, he’ll simply take an extra vial or two as payment. Yes, he feels guilty at first, but he can’t allow himself to starve when he needs to help the people of Eridia as a consequence of his terrible past. When MC is discovered practically bled out and armless, he makes sure to put them back together and doesn’t take a sample, not even a little, but he strongly considers it. He even has to wipe drool from his lips because they simply smell so strongly of beautiful blood. When they get closer to him and realize his true nature, he offers little more than a calm smile. “Would you like to sustain me as well, or do you prefer our current partnership instead?”

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You are on a roll with posting XD

Love how koba is his own greatest problem. Can't even get his shit together to realize he likes this human, and it's not his stomach rejecting food. That's called ✨️love✨️, my boy, the butterflys are out for youuuu koba. I just adore how you wrote him watching the reader sleep because he thinks we are being stupid being out in the open and vulnerable.

Ceaser probably apologizes to Wills Ghost daily because damn dealing with koba and kobas feelings must wear him down. Someone get this ape king a herbal drink or smoke, and a nap before he just throws both of them into a hut to face their fears of feelings

Also, i can not wait for anaya to get some personal lovin too, he deserves it after proximus problematic self 🥲😭

Please take solace in my guilty pleasure idea thank u i love you

Like, maybe one day when you're out with Ceasar's closest council on a hunting endeavor ( You requested to go, knowing they often stumbled upon human buildings and remnants and you wanted to see what you could salvage as far as clothing, toiletries, etc ). Instead, you find your self face to face with a gun. A human stood on the other end, obviously not impressed that you had drifted onto what they deemed to be their territory. You tried to back off, holding your hands up defensively and muttering under your breath, "I just want to leave. Can-can you not point that thing at me?" You're bargaining with them that you're not a threat and you don't want to steal anything but man - Did the Simian Flu take away humanity's ability to be empathetic because despite your words, despite how frail they were coming out of your mind, the ricochetting of the gun-cocking encapsulated your entire being. You were going to die. Any no one else was around to witness other than the maniac human in front of you. Squeezing your eyes shut, you prepared for the worst knowing they'd just shoot you if you took off running.

Instead? In a rather large blur of events, the human in front of you were grasped by a dark figure, a few shoots were taken but the gun was yanked out of their grasp and thrown overboard, deep into the woods to be forgotten, their arm literally breaking to the point where the forearm bone was protruding from the muscles and skin before the sounds of fists hitting flesh rounded into your ears. Blinking, you were frantic to get yourself back on your feet and scrambled rather pathetically until the Ape responsible for the carnage dropped right in front of you. Eyes widening at the Bonobo in front of you, he just gives you a twisted smile.

He definitely had you convinced he just did what he did because he liked it and thought all humans deserved that. He did it to scare you, to show you that he was more than capable of taking your frail little life into his hand and crushing it into oblivion.

You're left mildly shell-shocked as Caesar and company came into view, looking at Koba standing over you menacingly, the human who had threatened you - beaten to an unrecognizable heap behind him.

Caesar asks if you're alright, but your eyes are so transfixed on Koba. The realization dawning on you that he could have very well killed you, but only killed what he deemed a necessary threat in the moment.

Surely, given the chance he would kill you. Right?

[josephquinnswhore]

Hii, I'm new here and loving everything you wrote xD

can I request one pedro x reader in which they meet each other at a party or sth but reader is in a relationship with someone else (famous or not, it doesn't matter) but pedro gets mesmerized and it's pretty much love at first sight on his part and he acts respectfully but yet very flirty saying one day they'll be together and reader will be his and some months or a year or so later they meet again by chance and reader is now single and also sure pedro forgot about her but he didn't and they just flirt again and there's a sparkle there, it could end on smut or not, it's up to you! Thanks 💖

ill wait for love - pedro pascal x female reader

Summary: Pedro waits for you after a love at first sight moment with you.

Word Count: 4.6k

Content Warning: reader has a dirtbag boyfriend, abusive relationship, he threatens to off himself. (Reader is oblivious). Use of whore, hooker etc. Foul language, getting drunk. Bit of spice at the end but nothing actually happens.

Note: thank you for requesting this, I went overboard I’m sorry 😭😭😭🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼 I decided to change things up a bit to go with the plot I hope that’s okay!!

“You’re not wearing that. You look like a cheap hooker, go change now.” You frown at the comment, liking how the dress sits on you, but you know better to argue, Ben, your new found boyfriend of a few months was sensitive on topics like this; what you’re allowed to wear, but you thought it was sweet, it means he cares about you right? Plus you were his, your body wasn’t meant for wondering eyes.

“Sure hun. Do you want to pick out something nice and I’ll change?” You start to kick of your heels and unzip the knee high silver dress, approaching the mirror in your bedroom, you take a look at yourself and decide he’s right, it’s not the right outfit, you do look cheap.

“Put this on.” He had pulled out a floor length gown, navy blue in colour and it had mesh long sleeves, and a high neckline, it kind of felt suffocating but you didn’t argue. “Zip me up?” He does, his hands feel like fire on your skin, and like a flame you try not to flinch at the warmth on your cool skin.

“What do you think?” You ask, twirling for him, holding your hands in front of your stomach, fingers intertwined in a nervous twitch as you rub your fingers together. He smiles, his suit hanging off him loosely as he walks towards you. “You look perfect. That’s my girl.” You relish in the compliment, your eyes flutter shut and he kissed you on the forehead, smoothing your hair after he disturbs it.

“You can put those black heels back on, I love how they make your ass look, but I better not catch anyone else looking.” You’re grateful to wear the heels, not really wanting to wear flats of sneakers to a work after party. You check your watch, you were running late now, you had to get there. “Are we ready to go?” Ben hums in return and slightly pushes on the small of your back to get you moving, you almost trip on the fraying carpet of the bedroom.

When you get into the car, the aircon is blasting in your face, the music is too quiet and you wish you had something to focus on that would take the nerves away. You decide on smoothing your dress over and over in an attempt to calm yourself.

“What are our social rules? Tell me babe.” You knew this was coming, the rules he’d set every time you’d go to a public function together, in which you reasoned, he just wanted to keep you safe, he didn’t want to be seen with a slob.

“1. No swearing or cursing. 2. No hanging out with guys without you. 3. No getting stupid drunk.”

He looks at you with pride in his eyes and offers you a lopsided grin. “There’s my good girl.” You feel yourself smiling, cheeks hurting as you force the grin, all you want to do is make him happy, proud of you.

When you get to the event his eyes are watchful of the people around you, his hand immediately meets your ass as he leads you around like his award winning show animal.

The noise from inside the club is booming from outside, you come across your security guard from work and he greets you. “Good evening miss, sir. Enjoy the night.” He winks playfully and you smile at the tall man, “thank you Simon, be seeing you!” Your boyfriend scoffs from beside you and your smile drops, not wanting to annoy him already, you had just gotten here.

The music was loud inside the club, the lights were colourful and the speed in which they move around began to hurt your sensitive eyes. When you move into the dance floor, a familiar voice comes through the speaker. “Here’s the women that made it all happen, everyone give her a round of applause.” The DJ pointed to you and you flush red, bashful all of a sudden as your work colleagues cheer for you. You wave in a thanks and you’re about to keep moving when your co-owners stand on the stage, baring teeth as they grin at you, the music has stopped now and Ben pulls you to him roughly with his arm around your waist.

“Thanks to this lovely lady, for pushing us to make the game so special to us into a tv show, which has been shown so much love in return and unspeakable success, without you we would have found our new family.” You’re crying at the speech Andy and Jason are giving, and you thank the gods your make up is waterproof.

“We want to give you the pleasure of inviting you back to our VIP area with a few more special guests in our team tonight, what do you say?” The room goes quiet and you’re cheering, nodding yes. How could you refuse that offer, Ben stands beside you however is furious, you hadn’t consulted him, you had publicly embarrassed him as he had not been invited, he wouldn’t be allowed in. What were you trying to do, get away from him? Not going to happen.

“You’re not fucking going in there, I can’t protect you in there.” His hand is on your wrist and you wince, pulling away from his grip as Andy and Jason come over, eyeing the two of you before leading you away, “come on, let’s get this started hm?” Jason stays behind, feeling the first hand anger of your boyfriend being embarrassed, “sorry man, no plus ones.” He held his hand out to stop him and walked off, unaware of the holes Ben was burning in the back of his head. You turn around and mouth ‘I’m sorry’ but by the look in his eyes as he watches the men lead you away, you’d fucked up, badly.

You turn to the men, anxiety clawing up the back of your throat, “hey Um, maybe I should go, you know.” The men look at each other and shake their head, “absolutely not.” Andy huffs. “You’re coming with us, pretty lady.” Jason compliments. That would only get you in even more trouble.

The VIP area was stunning, there was one giant lounge that was in the shape of a half circle, the dark red velvet felt amazing as you graze your fingers over it, a large chestnut wooden table sits in the middle. The people who already are seated, stand up to greet you. First is Bella Ramsey, you pull them into you, squeezing them before you let go. “You look beautiful you know.” You shrug it off caustically, “and you look handsome.” Your fingers run across the blue suit they wear, the blue brighter than your own dress but still looked like you dressed to match.

Next was Anna Torv, her long blonde hair sits on her shoulders, you smile as you see her, you’re both mock screaming as she pulls you into her. Your chin rests on her shoulder, in your heels you’re almost as tall as her without. “It’s so great to see you, you’re looking stunning.” She gives you a once over once she pulls back, looking you up and down before smacking your ass. “How have things been with Ben?” You sigh, people knew things weren’t great but was the only one who spoke of it.

“He’s upset I came in here, I dunno maybe it was a mistake coming at all, i just wanna forget Anna,” she grins, “then we’ll make you forget hun, what’s your poison?” You hum, looking at the menu she had handed you that was sat on the table, “it’s gotta be a fruit tingle, I would die for one right now.” She walks towards the private bar and orders you a drink. The last man that’s in the room and coming towards you is Pedro Pascal, an emerald green suit clings to his broad shoulders, a black turtle neck fits him deliciously underneath, his hair is messy in a way that makes you swoon, the unruly curls and patchy beard have you swooning for the man before he even says a word to you.

“Hi I’m Pedro, it’s so wonderful to meet you again, we’ll properly this time.” You give him a lopsided smile, “it is wonderful to meet you properly. How are you enjoying your evening?” He shrugs, “I haven’t had the chance to check out the bar yet, care to join me?” You nod, “sure, Anna’s just ordered me a drink.”

When you get to the bar Anna turns to you, seeing Pedro in tow by your side, she gives you a smirk and you raise an eyebrows, giving her a look that ceases her action. “Hey pretty lady I was just coming to find you, here.” Pedro orders a whisky as he stands beside you. She hands you the drink and you sip out of the straw, stirring the ice and watching as it swirls around the glass. “Pedro, this is gonna be a great night dontcha think?” He looks at you, actually taking you all in with a slow up and down look.

He takes a sip from his glass, nodding to himself. “Yeah, it’ll be a good night.” The words left unspoken were in her company.

Hours go by and you realise you’re tipsy, you should probably stop now while you’re ahead, you’re sat between Pedro and Anna, the two are up to a whole lot of mischief when they hang out, now you’ve been dragged into it. “So you’re the beautiful lady I gotta thank for turning the game into the tv series huh? Anna told me you’re a founder of Naughty Dog.”

You shrug, your humbleness was something everyone admired. “I thought it would be awesome to see it on screen you know, I grew up playing the game and wanted to do something special with it as an adult. Keep the story alive.” Pedro sits with his legs towards you, leaning in close to listen as the music blasts over the speakers, lifting his drink to his lips as he takes a sip, his tongue licks the sticky residue off after some drips from the cup.

“I actually pushed the casting director to try and see if you’d be interested in the role when I realised you’d auditioned, I just knew we had to have you.” Your words sent Pedro’s cheeks flushing bright red, he runs a hand through his hair at your drunken confession. “So you’re the woman I have to thank for my success.” You set your drink down on a coaster on the table, your hand on Pedro’s knee as you give him a sincere look. “You’ve got no one to thank but yourself, you’re a talented actor and I’m sorry it’s taken the world this long to appreciate you and your hard work.”

Pedro thinks he fell in love then and there, he wanted to pull you into him, kiss you with all his might and take you home. But he couldn’t, he saw you walk in with some guy that’s the opposite of how he looks, blonde hair, green eyes and a slim build, there’s no way you’d find him attractive. He shoots his shot anyway; being too drunk to care about the consequences, especially not the fact you’re literally his boss. “You’re gonna be mine someday, beautiful lady. I gotta have you.” You bite your lip as you look up at him, wishing now for nothing more than to kiss him and let him take you home.

“Yeah sure, Pascal whatever you say.” You roll your eyes playfully and stand wobbly, he helps you up and holds you in place as you wipe your sweaty hands on your dress, Pedro’s flirty and charming personality was taking its toll on you.

“I better head home, it was incredible to meet you properly. Hopefully we can catch up again soon.” You smile, your face completely red as you realise how much you’ve had to drink. His face is unreadable and a beat goes by before he offers, “why don’t I take you home, just so I know you get home safe.” You turn around and look, not being able to see Ben anywhere in the general club area, you’re humming and ah’ing about what to do. “I came here with someone, I should probably wait for him.”

“Actually, your boyfriend left like an hour ago, he was super pissed about something.” Your heart drops to your stomach, fuck.

You rush to gather your things and scramble in a panic that worries Pedro. He stops you with a hand, “hey, you’re in no state to go home alone, let’s catch a cab.” Your heart rate is pounding so fast you think you might spew. “Okay.”

The cab stinks of cigarettes and cheap cologne, a bitter mix that had your gag reflex heaving, you had to fight the nausea of the car rocking back and forth not to spew in the car. Pedro rubs your shoulders as you slump into him, his hands tucking your loose strands of hair behind your ears. “Hey, keep your eyes open for me gorgeous, don’t fall asleep you’re almost home.” Home. If your home was with Ben then why did everything with Pedro feel so natural, so beautiful and seemed to be flourishing already. You sighed, you’d have to go back to Ben and he would be furious with you.

The cab comes to a halt and you open the door, turning back to Pedro, “let me walk you to your door.” Pedro offers, you shake your head, “he’s already mad I don’t-I don’t wanna make him angrier. See you around.” You offer a small smile before wobbly stepping out of the cab into the cold air, it was 12:38. The cold nipped at every crack and crevice in your body, only warming after you had climbed 3 sets of stairs to get to your apartment, the elevator was unavailable to use after 11:30pm, stupid assholes whoever made that rule.

As you get to your door, your chest is heaving, you bring your keys up to the door to unlock it and turn the key, but it doesn’t unlock, you try every key on your lenyard but it doesn’t work, he’s changed the locks; again. You start to bang on the door, not wanting to deal with his bullshit this late, you were exhausted, just wanting to go to bed. With no reply you start banging on the door more furiously, “Ben let me in!” You stand for a few more minutes and you hear shuffling, “you can find somewhere else to stay tonight, whore.” You sigh, “please ben, just let me in.” He scoffs, the sound muffled through the door, “get lost.” His footsteps shuffle away and you hit the door and yell, “fuck you!”

You race out of the building, heels in hands by the time you get to the bottom of the stairs, tears in your eyes and body freezing. You ring Anna a few times, who was by the sound of it, still at the club. She was surprised to hear you crying, but not really. “Hey An, can you come get me please? I need a place to stay tonight.” Your voice is wobbling and shaking at the cold air and the emotions you’re feeling.

“Stay where you are hun I’m coming to get you.”

You weren’t sure how long you waited before Anna shows up, Simon was driving and he got out of the car to help you up off the sidewalk, your shoes still in your hands as your feet ache from 6 flights of stairs you’d walked tonight. As Simon helps you up, you hear Ben yelling to you, cheeks red and gasping for breath. “Babe wait! Wait please.” You turn to him, a scowl on your face as you wait for him to explain himself. “Don’t leave babe please. I need you, you’re the only one that stops me from hurting myself, please don’t leave.”

You freeze, you didn’t want him to hurt himself, of course you didn’t. You were scared it would be all your fault if something did happen, that’s what made you stay as long as you did. Anna steps between you, offering a barrier between you to protect you from the manipulation, “she’s coming with me Ben.” Ben growls when you don’t come to his defence. “I’ll fucking kill myself if you leave me.” He shouts at you, “it’ll be your fault you know!” You’re sobbing and shaking into Anna as she leads you to the backseat of the car. “No wait! Babe please wait! I’m sorry I’ll change!”

Simon shoves Ben as he nears the car, a clear warning of what he’ll do to protect you. As Simon drives off you head the distant shout of, “you’re nothing without me!” You sob and Anna pulls you into her, running a hand through your hair as she shushes you, “you know none of that nonsense is true hun. I’ve got you.” She kisses the top of your head and let’s you cry into her, she feels a sense of pride when you speak through your tears, “I’m done An, I’m finally done for good.” She had never been more proud of you.

The next time Pedro sees you is nearly 10 months after your proper meeting at the work place party. You had returned to work after months in therapy and working on yourself, it had been hard work, trying to reverse all that Ben had done to you. You’d even gone to the lengths of getting a restraining order after he had followed you around town a few times, even sitting in the workplace parking lot waiting for you to finish work.

You looked different to the first time he got to know you, not by physical appearance, but you had a shine about you, you were glowing in your own warmth that had come from your hard work alone. You had been shuffling through some paperwork when Pedro had knocked on your door in the office, you’re met with a nervous Pedro, you have a gentle smile on your face and welcome him in, “please, have a seat.” He sits across from you and you set your paperwork down.

“Is everything okay?” He shuffles, “uh yeah everything’s fine, I just wanted to say it’s great to have you back.” Your heart flutters at his kindness, he was such a sweetheart. “Thank you Pedro, it’s incredible to be back, is there anything else?” You didn’t want to rush him out, in fact you loved his company, but you could tell there was something that was bothering him.

“Tell me if I’m reading this wrong, but I’d like to take you out for dinner, you know, on a date.” You smile at him, finally.

When you don’t reply as a beat passes he’s chuckling nervously, “sorry I said anything I must’ve-“ you stand over the desk and caress his face that’s looking up with to you with those chocolate brown orbs, full of vulnerability which makes you want him more. “I’ve been waiting for you to ask for months, of course I’ll go on a date with you.” His breath hitches when he realises how close you are, you kiss the corner of his lips and sit back down on your seat, picking your paperwork back up.

He watches you, stunned with your confidence and your actions, “pick me up from mine at 8?” Pedro nods, cutely stuttering as he agrees, “right, y-yes 8 will do perfectly!”

“Alright handsome, now get back to work.” You wink to him, “yes ma’am.” He says before leaving. Your heart is hammering so hard in your chest you’re finding it hard to focus on any paperwork. You start to wonder what the hell you’re gonna wear to dinner.

Pedro shows up at your house at 7:45pm, a punctual man is such a turn on. You’re shimmering your dress down a little bit so it sits comfortably, the red dress accentuates your body perfectly, the sweetheart neckline shows off a decent amount of cleavage without leaving nothing to the imagination, your gold heels were sparkling in the hallway light, your purse hanging off your shoulder as you answer the door. “Hey,” he says as if he’s breathless, and hands you a bouquet of flowers, he’s wearing a navy blue suit that’s unbuttoned, a white turtleneck sits comfortably underneath.

“Hi.” You greet, not hiding how obvious you are to checking him out. “You look so handsome,” you muse, taking the flowers and hold them to your chest. His cheeks flush as red as your dress, he takes your hand to lead you to his black Audi, “you look breathtaking, I’ve never felt luckier.” He opened the door for you and you sit down, carefully setting thr bowyer down at your feet, to your surprise, he leans over you and buckles your seatbelt in for you.

It drives you crazy, the smell of his natural musk mixed with cologne and his hair mousse. You have to fight the urge to bite the flesh on his neck to claim him as your own.

The radio is quiet as he drives to your location, the gps interrupting the song playing as it directs Pedro to take a right at the next set of traffic lights, he’s still beside you, looking like he’s fighting himself internally. You reach over and set a gentle hand on his thigh, that seems to relax him as he takes the right turn, his hand rests on top of yours as you encourage him to relax.

“You have arrived at your destination.”

The building was fancy; that was an understatement. It was a large building, what you can only assume are thousands of bricks and large open windows, the parking is exclusive and he picks a spot that he reserved, having to punch his reservation number into the device before the gates opened for him to enter.

“Thank you, such a gentleman.” You compliment as he opens the door for you. He readjusts his suit jacket, nerves getting the best of him as he locks his car as you walk towards the entrance of the building. You feel the ghost of his hand on the small of your back, as if he’s scared to actually touch you.

The interior of the building was beyond what you could’ve imagined, the lighting was dim; romantic. The music was quiet and the building was completely empty; had he rented out this whole thing? Just for you? The first man you meet is dressed in a suit, “welcome, Mr Pascal, please join us at our finest table.” He leads you away from the main area, into a reserved room which was stylishly decorated with balloons, rose petals and two tall candles on the table.

“Oh Pedro, you didn’t do this all for me did you?” He pulls your seat out for you and sits across from you, “it’s too much isn’t it? I knew I was going overboard. I’m sorry.” You frown at him, your hand caressing his own on the table, the silk tablecloth was gentle on your fingertips. “Pedro, listen to me sweetheart I’m only going to say this once.” His brown orbs meet yours, worried about what might come from your mouth.

“I like you, I have for a long time, okay? Whatever we do together I’m happy with. We could’ve went to McDonalds and I would’ve had a great time with you. No matter where we are or what we do. Now unclench your jaw and relax your shoulders handsome.” He obeys you, you see him visibly relax at your orders and he gives you a bashful look, he’s trying not to apologise. “Thank you, I just-after everything you’ve been through. I wanted it to be perfect.”

Your heart aches at his sweet confession, the words stick to your heart like thick honey. “Oh Pedro, it’s always been you sweetheart. You are perfect for me, perfect to me.”

The waiter comes with the first course, you hum in delight at the taste that tingles on your tastebuds.

“You know, Anna was the one that pushed me to ask you out, she knew I wanted to I was just-spineless I guess.” You laugh, of course she did.

“She’s been rooting for us since that night at the club, I don’t blame her. Look at us.”

The second entree is delivered to you, as well as the waiter offering wine in which you accept, you both opting for red. You sip on your red wine as you pick at your food, talking and eating in between bites.

“You know I’ve had a crush on you ever since game of thrones, how could I not, are you kidding. Oberyn Martell was the love of my life as a young adult.” Pedro laughs at that, the crows feet by his eyes are endearing to you. The sound of his laugh is like the sweetest symphony you’ve ever heard.

“He’s everything I want to be, the sexiest guy ever.” You can’t contain the smile that breaks on your lips, “please, have you seen yourself? Every person on the internet right now wants Daddy Pascal.”

The sultriness of your voice wasn’t meant to be that-sexual. It had just slipped out-kind of. Pedro was cut off by the main course arriving, the smell was delightful and tasted even better with the accompaniment of the wine.

“What do you think of the whole daddy thing?” He asks, it’s not a question you’re expecting to come from him. You nearly choke on your food from laughing, you carefully swallow the food, the fullness becoming more and more with every bite, you were thankful the last course was dessert.

“I think it’s sexy.” You deadpan, honesty is the best policy right?! He spits his wine into his napkin, obviously not expecting that to come from your lips.

“I don’t have daddy issues, if that’s what you’re wondering. I just think it’s sexy that you embrace it, like you’re a dad for all the people out there that don’t have a good father figure. I think it’s sexy because I can imagine how good of a father you would be to your own children.”

Pedro watches you, dumbstruck, completely and utterly in love with you, without a doubt you are meant for him. The waiter clears your table, returning a few minutes later with dessert, the last course.

You sit in comfortable silence, you don’t mind that he didn’t say anything back, it’s a lot to take in and process and maybe you could’ve been crossing a line-but you wanted to be completely honest with him about your feelings.

“I think I love you.” He sputters out, “no.” He nearly shouts, earning a confused look from you, “I know I love you. God I want you to be mine.” His fingers are tapping on the table in a nervous stim, trying to draw the nerves away from his mouth and anything stupid he might say.

“I’m yours sweetheart.” It’s everything he wants to hear, you waltz over to him, sit on his lap sideways and play with the curls on the nape of his neck, “I’m yours Pedro.” He leans forward and brushes your lips together softly. You pull away after a few seconds and his pupils are blown out, dopamine flowing through the two of you creates a high you’ve never felt.

His fingers trace the hem of your dress, tickling your thigh which emits a low groan from you, “you’re gonna be mine forever right?” He already knew the answer, he just wanted to hear it. His fingers dance up your thigh, kissing your shoulder as he looks at you through his dark lashes. “Yeah baby, ‘m all yours, forever.”

[animeomegas]

Thinking about Baxter again because I cannot get that man out of my head... I will share some of my thoughts in the hopes that they will leave me alone XD

Baxter has a fear of the ocean, but he's okay on boats, right? But what if he fell overboard?

Maybe it was a similar hang out to the one on the boat in stage 3, where MC, Liz, Cove, Lee and Baxter are all hanging out, except they're older and Baxter and MC have been together for at least a year.

But there's an accident and Baxter slips into the ocean.

You know he'd be fine physically, I mean, Cove probably easily jumps over to drag Baxter back on board.

But mentally? I reckon he'd be seriously shaken.

He would be trying to hide his reaction because he's embarrassed, but he has an iron grip on MC's arm and they know he's struggling more than he will admit.

MC will probably take him below deck, dry him off as best as they can and make sure he's okay.

Baxter's adrenaline will probably crash right there, maybe he'll get tired and upset, maybe he'll get fidgety and snappy, but whatever happens I think he'd really benefit from some head pats, hugs, and someone to hold his hand when you eventually get off the boat.

...

Okay, next thought.

Imagine proposing to Baxter.

This man would go into shock 100%.

Please don't do it in public, you'll probably kill him 😭

Personally, I imagine MC letting him sleep the morning away, then taking him out to the beach for a picnic for lunch, then bowling in the afternoon, followed by dinner, an evening at the theatre, and then some late night dancing.

When they arrive home, then and only then, does MC tell Baxter that they have a gift for him. They get him to sit on the sofa and close his eyes, which he would do, smiling and chuckling a little.

And when they tell him to open his eyes, he sees the engagement ring in the little velvet box.

MC gives a small speech about how much they adore him, how happy they are with him, how much they want to love him forever, and finally they ask him to marry them.

Baxter goes into shock, as previously mentioned.

He might even ask if MC is sure smh

But he accepts of course.

Definitely cries a little as well, just saying.

And only when the shock wears off, several days later, does he engage type A wedding planner mode XD

[alteregozowie]

🎀

In Dreams:

🎀 - happy dream

(Tagging @cannibalxroses in this because she's my Rosie xD)

It was rare that Alastor slept as it was, but it was even more rare that he had a dream that was good.

(Cutting for length! 🔽)

Rosie was always one to provide a sense of comfort for him, and he didn't mean to doze off, but the way she was running her hands through his hair, rubbing at his ears, humming to herself. It was very soothing. And he hadn't slept in awhile.

His dream was bits and pieces, memories fragmented in what seemed like an old picture show. Running through a timeline of their friendship. From first meetings-

To intense hunting trips, which they both derived a feral joy from.

And the 'tea parties'. Oh how fun those were! She always provided the snacks and tea (making him coffee instead, like the spoiled Radio Demon he was!), and the gossip often flowed as much as the pours of tea.

Sure, she'd get mad at him sometimes, as he did tend to go a bit overboard with his antics.

But she always forgave him in the end.

But his favorite, his favorite moment with her, would always be dancing. It gave him a sense of closeness he didn't always share with everyone. And he loved the way her dark eyes seemed to light up when they shared a dance.

It was the closest thing to love he could ever experience, and he was grateful for her.

His darling, Rosie.

◇ ◇ ◇

He heard the music drift from the little radio they had taken with them, and it slowly woke him from his sleep. He grinned up at Rosie, putting a claw to her face to rub at her cheek.

"Forgive me, darling, I must have dozed off."

[deeptrashwitch]

Hiyya! Was about to take a nap but suddenly got a brainwave for Alicia and Alejandro so I came here as fast as I could.

If you've watched Toy Story (forgot which one), there's a scene where Buzz (the astronaut) got his Spanish button mode on accidentally and started to do some sort of dance (mating call) to Jesse (the cowgirl.)

... somehow I imagined it as one of Alejandro's antics when he's drunk and Alicia was there to fetch him. (⁠/⁠¯⁠◡⁠ ⁠‿⁠ ⁠◡⁠)⁠/⁠¯⁠ ⁠~⁠ ⁠┻⁠━⁠┻

Anyway, have a nice day, buddy! Heheh.

Hi Smol ^^ I hope you had/have a good nap!

Dear...are we connected? Bc I was just thinking about Alejandro dancing with Alicia and that scene came to my mind too xd but the drunk part makes it better! Hehehehe let's write!

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Alicia was sitting in front of the bar, with a glass of whiskey just poured on her hand, trying not to laugh right there. That night she went to drink with Alejandro after many years, and well, he went a bit overboard with the vodka for some reason. Now Alejandro was looking at her with his usual lovesick expression, but also with a sly shine inside his eyes, almost like he was purring.

"What is it, Alejo?" she asked with a little smile

"Quiero enamorarte" he said with a chuckle (I want to make you fell for me)

"You did before"

"Entonces quiero hacerlo de nuevo, amor" (Then I wanna do it again, love)

Then the Colonel took a hair strand, playing slightly with it before kissing it, looking at Alicia in the eyes. She scoffed with a little smile, holding the stare until Alejandro winked and stood up, kissing her cheek before going away. Meanwhile Alicia chuckled going back to her drink, waiting to see what he would do, and raised an eyebrow at the bartender's look.

"So is he drunk? Doesn't look like it" the bartender said with curiosity

"He is, he just get flirtier when he's like that" she admitted with a soft smile "I guess I'm lucky he's like that"

"Yeah, lucky you"

Then a bachata started to sound all over the bar, and between some giggles and cheerings many couples went to dance, filling the dance floor. At the same time, Alejandro walked towards Alicia with a side smile, while she giggle a bit. He extended a hand in a silemt invitation, just like the old times, and without a second Alicia took his hand before they went to dance.

Following the rythm, they started to move just staring at each other with soft smiles, at the same time Alejandro put his hand over Alicia's hips and she crossed her arms around his shoulders. It was slow and the song gave everything a sensual air, that they used on their favor, getting near and near from each other. And at some point, Alejandro hid his face in the hollow of her face, starting to pepper some kisses there, making Alicia giggle.

She passed a hand carefully over his hair for some minutes while they danced, then tugged it slightly, making him look at her with a little whine. He was already a bit dizzy and his eyes gave him away, but smiled with coquetry anyway, just for Alicia to move away using the rythm when he tried to grab her again.

"This isn't the place, cariño" she said with low voice

"¿Qué importa?" he asked, hugging her from behind as they continued dancing "quiero que todos sepan lo afortunado que soy" (why does it matter? I want everyone to know how lucky I am"

"Oh?"

"Quiero toda la atención sobre ti, mi amor, que vean la maravillosa mujer que me ama" (I want all the attention over you, my love, let them see the marvellous woman that loves me)

"That's such a sweet gesture, but tonight isn't the night" she said moving her head a bit back, to kiss him over the jaw "she should go home"

"Por favor, aun es muy temprano~" he whined, just to shut up when Alicia turned around and grabbed his chin as she looked him directly and making him look at her (please, it still early~)

"We are going home"

"Si, amor" (Yes, love)

She let him go and walked to pay the drinks, with Alejandro following her close behind, but she said nothing for a second. Alicia had to hold back her laugh when the bartender, with who she already had a friendship, smiled and raised both thumbs. After that, they went to Alicia's house in the city...

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This went away a bit from what I expected, but I like it *cackling irl* that happens when you hear bachata while writing HAHAHAHA

This isn't my especiality to write, so please tell me your opinion!

Anyway, I hope you like it @justasmolbard ! It was really funny to write! Although, Alejandro's antics didn't work as expected *wheezing*

[tinytinybumblebee]

i was thinking more like both are regressed and one of them is falling asleep while the other is playing, but the one playing doesn't let the sleepy one leave (not that the sleepy one minds tho)

they come as a package deal!!! do not separate!!! 100% glued to each other when they're both regressed <33333

"he needs to go nini, you can play with him later-"

"NO!!!" *clutches bro-bro harder*

THAT'S EVEN CUTER OH MY GOODNESS

You have the most galaxy mind!!!😭🥺

Stan and Ford playing with their toy boats and action figures (that are going on an uber cool adventure to find mermaids and treasure!), Stan is getting very into their play but he notices that Ford's figure (Mister Tesla) isn't in the boat but in the "water" (the carpet)

"Second mate Tesla!!! Man overboard!!" Stan says as his character goes to save Tesla.

But when Stan goes to touch the figure, he feels a bit of moisture on it- he looks over and finds Ford is actively nodding off xD

Stan gently presses the action figure back in Ford's hand and keeps on playing. Just pretending that Tesla is now in medbay and that his figure needs to go find the cure to whatever curse/illness Tesla got!

That's when Stan notices their carer kneeling down with them- they gently brush the stray hairs from Ford's forehead.

"Looks like it's night-night time for him-"

"Nuh-uh! He's just really good acting!"

"Hmm, I dunno, buddy, looks like Fordsy is out like a light. It's alright, he'll be back to continue playing with you later."

Stan grabs Ford's arm, pulling him closer with a pout.

"Lee-lee, we gotta let your brother go nap in his bed-"

"No!! No, he stays!!"

There's no point in arguing - like said, they're a package deal. And Ford doesn't seem to even stir from the clutching hold of Stan or the talking. If anything, Ford is smiling in his sleep.

So, they make a deal. Ford sleeps on the couch, Stan gets to sit right beside the couch (eventually crawling to sit on the couch with Ford, telling the sleeping scientist what's happening in their game) so he can still play while getting to be with his brother ;u;

[rollinouttahere-writes]

Hi I’ve been reading your Yandere one piece fics and omg I love the way you wrote it ! Love the atmosphere, the setting , the interactions with the characters 💗

lmao can’t wait to see Sanji and the gang reaction that Luffy gave Lucky amnesia XD (Bonus Sanji reaction to the scar 👀)

Other than that hope your doing ok ! 💗

Okay, so I should not be doing this, but I got inspired and wrote a little drabble about this. Didn't think I would be spoiling my own fic, but here we are!

So yeah, have some out of context spoilers for post Baratie Lucky Break. Due to LB being told exclusively from Lucky's point of view, this scene would have been skipped otherwise, so I am kinda glad I can get it out now.

“I can’t believe Nami and Lucky are both gone, they were most of the reason why I agreed to join, you know.”

Sanji flicked on his lighter to ignite his cigarette. The eighth one since they left the Baratie to be exact. He’s been chain smoking at such an alarming rate that Usopp wasn’t sure he was going to make it to their destination, but he wasn’t about to try and take them from him. Not after seeing how devastating his kicks are, no thank you.

Sanji had just finished cooking a meal for them, not that Usopp got to particularly enjoy it thanks to Luffy eating most of his share too. Sanji either wasn’t hungry or was smart enough to eat his portion before he got out here. 

“You worry too much! Both of them are tough, I’m sure they’ll manage on their own. Even if they can’t, Zoro’s probably already there by now,” Luffy didn’t have a care in the world and was happily licking the plates- all of them- clean as if he were a starving man. 

Sanji kicked the chair Luffy was in, “What’s that moss head going to do? He just got cut open, and the swordsmen with him aren’t much better off!” He takes a long drag of his cigarette, holds it in, and exhales in with a huff. “Besides, it doesn’t look like any of you are all that capable of protecting a lady, not with how banged up poor Lucky was.”

“You mean her leg? It’s just a little cut!” Sanji’s eye twitched at this, clearly not liking Luffy’s dismissive attitude. 

“It needed stitches! And I was talking more about the giant head wound she has!” Sanji snapped forward from his reclining position to slam his fists on the table. “How could you even let that happen, what if whoever did that had killed her?”

“Oh that?” Luffy laughed, “That wasn’t from us not protecting her, I did that!”

Luffy continued to laugh at the misunderstanding, completely oblivious to the dangerous shift in the atmosphere. Usopp could only watch in mounting horror as the half smoked cigarette fell from Sanji’s mouth.

“What?” The single word was ground out with so much venom that Usopp found himself scrambling to get out of the chair and as far away from the table as the small boat would allow. Oh, what he wouldn’t give to be on the Going Merry right about now!

“L-L-Luffy, maybe you should stop talking!” Usopp called out from the opposite end of the boat.

“Let him talk,” the menacing look Sanji shot at him was enough to have him considering throwing himself overboard. Sanji slowly stood up from his seat and stiffly walked towards Luffy, “Tell me, Luffy, what do you mean you ‘did that’?”

“That’s how we met! Me and Zoro saw her fall out of the sky and into the sea, and when I tried to pull her into the boat I hit her head. It was an accident though, I didn’t mean to!”

“That’s how Lucky got that? Wait, did you say she fell out of the sky?” This was the first time Usopp had heard any of this. Up until now he had assumed you’d been recruited in a normal way. And what the hell did he mean you fell out of the sky?

Luffy didn’t get a chance to answer Usopp’s question, not when Sanji’s foot just barely missed him. “Hey! What was that for? All I did was answer your question!” Luffy leapt out of the way of a second kick. It was a good thing he dodged it too, seeing as that the blow sent the railing it hit flying out to sea.

“Don’t play dumb with me, you know what you did! How dare you scar a woman’s face!” Sanji didn’t let up for even a second, not paying any mind to the damage he was inflicting on the small boat they were on.

“It was an accident! Lucky isn’t even as mad about it as you are!” Luffy was scolding Sanji as if this was a minor tantrum and not an attempt on his life. “Besides, it’ll heal! I’m sure she’s way more concerned about losing her memories than a little scratch on her head!”

That was enough to bring Sanji’s kicks to a halt. He stood frozen, staring wide-eyed at him. Then his hands shot out and latched onto Luffy’s shirt, bringing him in close, “What do you mean she lost her memories?”

“You sure like asking that question a lot, you don’t understand what anything I say means” Luffy complained. “She forgot everything after I hit her head. She can’t even remember her name, that’s why we call her Lucky. I came up with that name, you know!” He had the audacity to look proud of himself.

Sanji, on the other hand, looked exasperated and vaguely homicidal.

Before Sanji could resume his violent onslaught, Usopp jumped in to stop him. “Wait, wait, wait! Please don’t fight! If you guys kill each other then I will be all alone out here, so let’s all take a deep breath and calm down!”

“Stay out of this, long nose!” Sanji barked at him. 

Thankfully, however, Sanji did let go of their captain. He stomped over to where he was seated before while fishing his cigarettes and lighter from his pockets. “I’ll let this go for now, but only because we need to focus on getting to Nami and Lucky before they can get hurt. I’m going to need to be in peak condition when we get there so I can keep them safe from that Arlong bastard,” he shot Luffy a dirty look, “and also you.” 

“Aww, come on, why are you so bent out of shape about this? It was an accident and I already told her I was sorry, what else am I supposed to do?” Luffy whined, not understanding Sanji’s point of view on the matter.

Usopp could see Sanji’s eye twitching and jaw clenching, “Hey, Luffy! Let’s stop talking now!”

Sanji forced himself to relax as much as he could and took another drag from his cigarette. He ran his free hand through his hair, and mumbled, “Maybe I should have talked Zeff into hiring them as waitresses instead of joining this crew.”

“What difference would that have made? You guys have fights there all the time!” It’s like Luffy wanted to provoke him into another fight. Usopp tried to slap a hand over his big mouthed captain, but he just dodged all of his attempts to keep him quiet.

“Obviously I wouldn’t have let them get involved in those, dumbass!” Aaaand Sanji was back on his feet and storming over to them. 

Usopp wishes he would have gone with Zoro instead.

[pyropsychiccollector]

nagisa harem ask

ok so like a while ago (like a year maybe) i asked about what their reaction to hiromi would be, and you said some either intimidated by her or wouldnt like her. But what do you think would be hiromis opinion/impression of each of them? i imagine a mix of gushing over them or telling nagisa to leave the door open while theyre over lol

... So here's the thing, mods old buddy. I probably brought this up last year when this came up... Or something along these lines... But Hiromi... is a difficult character for me to muse about. (人◕ω◕) I'm not saying this to hurt your feelings or deny your Ask outright because I feel it may come from a place of "what do the parents think of the girlfriends" and I don't mind answering such a prompt. And do feel free to correct me if I'm wrong, if you are a fan of Hiromi.

... It's just... (人◕ω◕) Hiromi is one of those characters that I would have to make considerable effort in tweaking before I'm remotely comfortable musing about her. Obviously, I don't mind characters getting better. Heck, Nagisa loves his mom. Right or wrong, I don't presume to say that Nagisa shouldn't love his mother. In the end, it's his choice, and Nagisa is a rather love-starved child because of that rough situation at home.

But the way that the series portrays Hiromi... as I said last time, it didn't feel quite... earned for Nagisa's mom to remain with him. You can probably skim over Hiromi's obsession with his grades and the friends that Nagisa hangs out with, because all parents fret over that stuff to some degree...

But Hiromi... has some deep-seated issues to work out. They went hard on showing how abusive and violent Hiromi could be with Nagisa, and perhaps it's not like that everyday... But bear in mind Nagisa walks on eggshells around her. He literally blames himself for arguing with her when she was in a crappy mood, saying he should've tried earlier when she was "sunny".

On top of the abuse, the crossdressing, and going so far as to knock him out to take him back to the mountainside campus to burn it down....... This just feels very brushed aside when Nagisa finally stands up for himself and Koro-sensei takes them home. The fact this was all squeezed into one episode kinda bugged the tar out of me. Feels of the show be damned, someone needs to call CPS on this woman... XD

... What I'm trying to say is, I have firm grounds for why I'm uncomfortable musing about Hiromi. (人◕ω◕) I can dial back the aggressive motherhood routine and I would still feel slimy for leaving Nagisa alone with this woman... My good friend Vergil has a good habit of committing certain characters to therapy so they can be Better People, and I certainly don't mind that approach. Hiromi deserves the chance to be Better.

......... I just probably won't be writing for or musing about Hiromi anytime soon because of the hell she put Nagisa through. Jumping to the end of her rehabilitation would give me whiplash, and I just wouldn't have any answers for how she came to reflect on her attitude and actions. The show is rather flaky with how she just mellows out after one episode of... yeah... ^^;;; And don't get me wrong, I hear the manga has shown Hiromi a few times before her main chapter with Nagisa, so I know part of it is anime's condensed nature talking. It's just jarring to suddenly drop a character's bad traits without any idea of why they learned their lesson. The moment with Nagisa saving her and standing up to her was heartfelt, but the whole passing out and later waking up and having a cooler head... From a writer's perspective, I thought it was just for dramatic anime effect more than anything. If Hiromi was already considering her actions as overboard, or could be won over that easily, I would think that she would have taken Nagisa's constant withdrawn responses to her outbursts to heart way sooner than this. Even just as an afterthought kind of thing. But we see no proof that she saw past her desire to live a second life through Nagisa... It was just spooked into her from Nagisa showing his more assertive side...

Ugh. XD I'm sorry for waxing on for so long about this. But my overall point is that I don't really like how the show handled Hiromi, particularly her rehab (lack thereof). I prefer answering Asks when I'm fully committed to an answer and not just half-assing it.

So instead of giving you nothing here because I just don't ideas for Hiromi at the moment, I'll be proactive and supplant Hiromi's role with that of...

... Mr. K. Class Daddy Karasuma. \(人◕ω◕)/ Let's be real here: Nagisa and Mr. Karasuma are a lot alike. They're taciturn, serious; they care about friends, colleagues, classmates, students, etc.; they're both badass fighters (Mr. K's just more well-rounded while Nagisa is more snakelike); and of course, they're both rather oblivious to romance. (人◕ω◕) Even Mr. K on Valentine's Day... he figured Irina was just asking him out purely because of curiosity on how the higher-ups were planning to handle the Octopus.

... Although by the end of that episode, he certainly held nothing back in offering Irina to move into his home. (人◕ω◕) And he did wind up marrying Irina sometime within that 7-year timeskip. So Mr. K does have some experience in love... Which is good news for Nagisa, even if Mr. K is as awkward and straightfaced as him. (人◕ω◕)

Basically all you need to know is that after committing Hiromi to a counselor... And also making sure she atoned for the previous years of child abuse... Mister Karasuma took Nagisa in. After all, they were still dealing with the mission to eliminate Koro-sensei - rather than assign the boy to a foster family while his mother gets sorely needed help, Karasuma offers Nagisa the adoptive arrangement between them regardless of how things pan out with his mother. It would just complicate matters to bring in a whole new family, keep them away from details about the global threat, and make sure Nagisa was safe and happy with that new family. After learning about Hiromi in-depth, he feels bad about Nagisa getting forced through the official channels like that. They might not be a straightforward father-son pair, but Karasuma is willing to try if Nagisa is. (人◕ω◕) On Nagisa's side, of course he's willing to trust Mister Karasuma. He also wants to hear about how his mom's rehab is going, and Mister K would be privy to that info. Nagisa agrees the arrangement is the easiest for everyone involved... And it also keeps him from possibly leaving Kunugigaoka if his new foster family lived too far away. Plus, he can get some more training while living under Mr. K's roof and learn a bit more about him. It's a win-win. (人◕ω◕)

... Going to live with his birth dad would have been his first choice, but Papa Karasuma doesn't feel so sure about leaving Nagisa with a dad who willingly left his son behind with a mother like Hiromi... Even if Nagisa chose to stay. So Papa Karasuma is a bit overprotective. And even Nagisa doesn't want to get his dad caught up in this mess with Koro-sensei. With his mom, he had every reason to sneak out at night. With his dad... He'd have to get more creative. (人◕ω◕) So, again. Going with Mr. K was the best of all worlds. (人◕ω◕)

So what are some of Papa Karasuma's impressions of Nagisa's, er... situation? With his love life? ....... (人◕ω◕)

It's certainly strange. Not common at all. Even knowing these girls as his students, Papa Karasuma is... a mild bit concerned about all the potential fallouts they might have if the polygamous relationship turns sour. (人◕ω◕) He sits down with Nagisa and each of his girls (individually, mind you - and this is after they've gotten into high school, so the threat to the Earth is dealt with) to make sure this is something they really want to pursue... They're young. They have plenty of time yet to find other guys. There's no rush.

... (人◕ω◕)

Let's just say the former E-Class has their own, er... je ne sais quoi. Erm... (人◕ω◕) They're really stubborn and determined when you push their buttons. And this seems to apply to romance, too. Mister Karasuma probably should have seen this coming. *shrugs* \(人◕ω◕)/

Even Nagisa says he wants this. So all Papa Karasuma can do is offer his blessing and wish them the best. .......... And keep surveillance of the situation, of course, just to be safe. Yes, "surveillance". It's probably what you're thinking. (人◕ω◕);;;

9. Hinano

Mr. K still isn't sure if this one is genuine or if it's a ploy to marry into the Karasuma family... (人◕ω◕);;; Hinano's a sweet girl, but she wasn't exactly subtle with her crush on Papa Karasuma back in E-Class. She and Nagisa seem to get along well. Papa Karasuma is 79% sure that he could leave Hinano alone with Nagisa without things getting too intimate yet. (人◕ω◕) That other 21% is... well... You see, sometimes Hinano looks over at Papa Karasuma while the kids are doing homework together with a curious sparkling glint in her eye. It's just a little bit...not necessarily worrisome, but Mr. K is definitely keeping an eye on the situation. You can rest assured. (人◕ω◕)

8. Hinata

Hinata's a nice girl, too. Sure, she can be blunt and she's often quick to anger... Thankfully that anger rarely gets directed Nagisa's way - and usually when it does, it's either a misunderstanding or just ironically comical situations getting out of hand with the other girls in the... harem. Mr. K is about 98% certain he can leave Hinata alone with Nagisa without things getting too intimate yet. The 2% is more of a formality than anything, because if Mister Karasuma has learned of anything in his line of work, there's almost never 100% certainty in anything. (人◕ω◕) The one thing Papa Karasuma has to make sure of is to lay some ground rules for the kids while they're in his home: The rule that mainly applies to Hinata is that she isn't allowed to pick up or throw furniture or heavy objects for any reason. If she breaks anything, she has to replace it. Nagisa isn't allowed to help her cover the expenses. (人◕ω◕) It's definitely helped Hinata to curb her anger... somewhat... At least while she's in the Karasuma household. (人◕ω◕) Once outside it... well... (人◕ω◕);;;

7. Ritsu

In a world where she's human, Mr. K acknowledges that Ritsu is a bright, cheerful, sweet girl. He has no problems with her dating Nagisa, he's well aware they're helping each other grow past their introverted natures. And Ritsu is also a good mentor for anything electronic-related, even Papa Karasuma picks up some things he hadn't before. ........... (人◕ω◕) Papa is... erm... 62% sure that he can leave Ritsu alone with Nagisa without things getting too intimate yet. Ritsu just has to follow a few simple rules, both at the Karasuma household and everywhere else. One, no lazing about in her underwear when Nagisa's around; this might be a tradition for her while she's holed up in her room, not getting dressed for going out, but Papa Karasuma rather insists that while she's outside her room, especially outside her home, Ritsu is to always be clothed. Always. (人◕ω◕);;; It can be t-shirt, shorts, pants, dresses, skirts... Ritsu must always have a top and a bottom to her outfits. No settling for just underwear. Two, Nagisa isn't allowed to be alone with Ritsu in her room. Not until they're married. Three, Ritsu isn't allowed to send...nudes...of any kind to Nagisa. Not until they're married. (人◕ω◕);;;;;;; Four, Ritsu isn't allowed to enter Nagisa's room by herself. ... Papa Karasuma has caught footage of the girl pilfering some of Nagisa's underwear. ... And squealing about it. That will not be happening again. There are reasons Mister K has 38% of doubts of leaving them alone together. (人◕ω◕);;;;;;;

6. Rinka

Rinka has to be one of Papa Karasuma's "favorites" among the girls interested in Nagisa. She's just as stoic and straight as an arrow like Papa Karasuma. And she's adopted this professional assistant type role even while she and Nagisa are still in school. (人◕ω◕) Mr. K is a healthy 98% positive he can leave Rinka alone with Nagisa without anything too intimate happening. She's a good egg. Diligent, hardworking, and fond of his boy. Papa Karasuma gives his seal of approval with this one. (人◕ω◕)

5. Yuzuki

Yuzuki isn't a bad girl by any stretch of the imagination. She's just... eccentric. (人◕ω◕) Makes far too many references that go over Papa Karasuma's head. He doesn't mind sitting down with Nagisa to watch some movies or anime, but Yuzuki definitely takes the viewings to astronomical levels with the piles of DVDs she'll bring and leave over at their place... Not to mention the piles and shelves of manga in Nagisa's room that are always getting swapped out for new material... Mr. K knows they're getting changed out because he has footage of Yuzuki sneaking in there when Nagisa's out. Thankfully she hasn't picked up habits from Ritsu... But that said, Papa Karasuma has laid a ground rule of no hentai for any of the harem until they're graduated from high school. (人◕ω◕) ... And preferably married. Papa K is a good 92% certain he can leave Yuzuki alone with Nagisa without anything too intimate going down... She's a quirky girl, but she's not horny... yet... (人◕ω◕)

4. Touka

Irina's pupil. Automatic 15% chance of leaving Touka alone with Nagisa ever... It doesn't help that the other girls are rather unnerved by Touka for fairly obvious reasons, such as how she likes to be so close to Nagisa all the time... Similar to Ritsu, Mr. K has laid out some clothes guidelines for Touka to follow - and these are to be followed in public and in private... Someone else in the harem must always be around Touka and Nagisa whenever they're alone; if it ever sounds like the clothes are coming off, or if they're getting too touchy-feely, they're to call Papa Karasuma right away. (人◕ω◕) Papa likes Touka well enough as a student and as a girlfriend for Nagisa, it's just that her insistence on remaining Irina's pupil has him rather defensive of his boy's chastity... (人◕ω◕) He can tell the other girls are relieved he's on the same page with them, and even Nagisa is grateful for the moderation. Papa Karasuma will keep his boy safe~ (人◕ω◕)

3. Yukiko

Another of Papa Karasuma's "favorites' among Nagisa's girls. (人◕ω◕) She's not as "professional" as Rinka, but Yukiko is a polite and formal girl. Rather addicted to her video games, and Mr. K doesn't mind having the occasional additional console brought over and plugged into their TV. She's a diligent student like Nagisa, and they're rather good for each other relationship-wise. They help one another feel more confident. (人◕ω◕) Papa Karasuma is 95% certain he can leave Yukiko alone with Nagisa without anything too intimate going down. They do get rather cozy sometimes snuggling together, but that's usually a call for an impromptu picture rather than separating them. (人◕ω◕) ... There are rare times where accidental touches in inappropriate places occur, but Mr. K has confirmed these are true accidents. They are just that... unlucky... ..........(人◕ω◕)

2. Rio

Papa Karasuma is 50% sure he can leave Rio alone with Nagisa without anything too intimate happening. (人◕ω◕) And a large chunk of those doubts have to do with Rio having already seen much of Nagisa naked because of the past incidents of crossdressing him. Incidents that Papa Karasuma has forced to stop, and Rio has willingly complied. (人◕ω◕) In essence, Rio seems rather confident she knows what they're... working with... on a physically intimate level. (人◕ω◕);;; Yet despite how flirtatious and teasing Rio can be, Mister K has found that Rio does have scruples when it comes to relationships. If Nagisa seems too uncomfortable she backs off. It's a great change from when she used to crossdress his boy, and Papa is content she's learned her lesson. (人◕ω◕) Nagisa and Rio are a good pair, have great chemistry with each other. Rio was the one most onboard with sharing in the beginning, so she has some of the best synergy with the other girls. ... Despite how she can get a little carried away with the teasing and innuendos. (人◕ω◕);;;;;;

Kaede

Another of Papa Karasuma's "favorites" among Nagisa's girls. (人◕ω◕) Her trust and loyalty in Nagisa is second to none, and while she's rather affectionate and touchy-feely... Mr. K is a good 90% certain he can leave Kaede alone with Nagisa without anything too intimate going down. (人◕ω◕) She's usually among the first of the bunch to notice when one of them went too far or said something insensitive, and insists on the offending party making reparations. Not that this loyalty to Nagisa hasn't garnered some...friction... with the other girls, but Kaede can usually play peacemaker just fine. There have been a few incidents where some of the more frustrated girls bring up the fact Kaede lied to them all way back in E-Class about who she was and how her "friendship" wasn't always so clear-cut... But despite these tense moments, Nagisa always gets them all to make up and cheer Kaede back up.

... The 10% of doubt comes from Kaede's rather...vocal... opinions on boobs, constant grumblings about her short and petite stature, and sometimes - sometimes - she gets a little too affectionate with Nagisa for Papa Karasuma's liking. (人◕ω◕) But it's usually something they nip in the bud without too much trouble. Thank God. (人◕ω◕)

[noemilivv]

Hi! I was wondering if I could get a romantic matchup for Hazbin?

I'm bi but with a preference for men, so I would like a male character as a matchup :)

Anyway, I'm an ambiverted female. I may seem quiet and unapproachable at first, but once I get close with someone, I'm a completely different person; I'm a bit charismatic, I like to joke around and I love to engage in playful banter with my friends. I'm also very often sarcastic and sometimes I like to tease my friends (and I don't mind being teased back). I'm also the type of friend in a group who tries to stop the rest from doing dumb shit, especially if I consider it too dumb or dangerous. You could say I'm the rational friend or even mom friend of the group maybe. I may come off as mean sometimes, but it's either my attempt at joking or trying to show that I care. I'm also not afraid to call someone out on their bullshit if I think they are going overboard and I value loyalty a lot.

As for my style, lately I've been dressing mostly in all black, kinda goth style (but I always wear pants, never skirts, I despise them lol). I also love silver jewelry, I always wear some visible earrings (usually dragon or snake themed) and I have a silver ring on each finger on both my hands (I feel almost naked without them).

My main interest/hobby is listening to music I guess, I can't love without it. Lately I've been into any rock type of music, heavy metal, pop-rock, hard rock, etc. Besides that, I also love to draw, read and travel. I guess I should also mention that I've been an equestrian for many years.

And lastly, my main love languages that I use are physical affection (I'm touch starved as hell), quality time and gift giving (basically anything besides words of affirmation, I'm shitty at that).

Thank you in advance! :)

heyyy! i was gonna do charlie for you but then i remembered you said you wanted a male character, so if you ask, you shall receive!! anyway, here’s my pick for you…

Lucifer !!

He was the closest to what I had in mind originally, so sh haha

Lucifer loves your goth style, he thinks it matches your sarcastic and rational attitude lol

Also on that note, he thinks your style is actually so sexy, in general your kinda just his mommy haha

Luci loves spending time with you, whether your cuddling, talking while he works on ducks, or spending time at the hotel, it’s the kinda thing he’ll think about and smile for hours at a time <3

He’s a bit awkward with you at first, and when you call him out on it, he kinda just panics internally and literally stops functioning as a human being XD

You most likely sketch his ideas for ducks (like blueprints kinda) and he puts them into motion, whether he suggested that to you or not is up to you for interpretation XD

[maymeowmoo]

Oh my GOD SMG4 REMASTERED!?!?!? AAAAAAAA I just need to write some random nonsense rn. This is actually so epic.

It had the PERFECT amount of new and old. Lots of SM64 to compliment the way they animate in Gmod currently! ٩(◕u◕｡)۶ [Tho I have a huge weakness for the SM64 parts so I would be even happier with more but that'd be a bit overboard ngl and I'm already happy with what we got] If I was a bit better at editing [& had the time], I'd probably mix the new and old vids so it has the golden ratio of both for me~

So happy they stayed so close to the OG as well. It kept the charm while adding a new coat of paint. It did make me realize tho, that I watched some questionable stuff as a kid and didn't even understand it half of the time XD

Also FM appeared so that's already good, tho that was to be expected knowin what this is based on!

Now don't get me wrong I like the new episodes and all but this? This is exactly all I could ever want. I will say I prefer the new style of jokes nowadays tho. I love these funny nonsensical ones alot [Nostalgia go brrrrr] but their new jokes are more appropriate for my current age and interests atm [Maybe issa cause of the way the internet works these days? idk] even if not all of them hit for me.

Oh one thing I never understood abt this episode is how the energy levels were 'infinite' yet Freddy lost all of that battery life? I had this thought since a kid and I still have it now lol

P.S. That snowtrapped episode is coming I feel it in my bones.