#they were so giddy this entire q&a

[fyeaheddiemunson]

These two together > everything

[azrielgreen]

Would Prism Eddie let Steve leave him if he really wanted to? Like, Billy would rather see Steve dead than leave him/be with someone else. Would Eddie’s obsession let Steve leave if he hypothetically chose to?

This is such a tricky answer because exploring Eddie as we go along is essential to the natural unravelling of his character in Prism.

Ok SHORT ANSWER; yes, he would let him leave but he would never ever forget Steve or remove himself from his orbit, intentionally or otherwise.

It depends on whether or not he was WITH Steve yet. For Eddie, Steve is his Achilles heel and he tries to restrain himself (from his point of view) because he knows he wants to eat him alive. He considers himself VERY restrained up to this point in the story.

For Eddie, his doctrine comprises of dual rivers that run through him: fate and chaos.

Fate means everything to him, this idea of things being "meant to be" the red string of fate etc... it gives him purpose and confidence and it's one half of his entire ethos. He also believes in letting things happen as they are meant to, not intervening (again, from his point of view) and not depriving people of important life experiences.

Chaos is essential. He believes deeply in the natural gifts of chaos and that it works with fate to create opportunities as well as to craft rare people, circumstances, beauty. If Eddie believed in god, their name would be chaos.

We've seen over and over how easy it would be for him to TAKE Steve at this point, but he doesn't want that.

He wants Steve to come to him.

That's ESSENTIAL to him because then, in his eyes, Steve is his partner, his equal, the one who sought him out. Its why he is genuinely so giddy when they meet at the club even though its potentially disastrous for him. And he would not interrupt the natural chaos of life experience for anyone, even for Steve, because those experiences shape us, and he believes in their validity and importance, as he does with fate.

SO.

The actual question!

At this point, if Steve were to leave Eddie and never return, Eddie wouldn't stop him. He is always confident of his beliefs, his place in the world and his ability to kind of "manifest" what he wants when it's ready for him. He knows Steve would come back to him, one way or another.

However, if - after they potentially got together properly as a couple - Steve tried to leave, Eddie would try to stop him but he wouldn't ever hurt him. He would employ various tactics to try and persuade Steve and in Part 2 we are going to see him showcase a few examples of powerhouse manipulation from Eddie, but ultimately, he could never stop Steve if he was truly determined and we will explore that too, in Part 3 I think.

Eddie's own understanding of himself and his self-awareness is deeply flawed, but he considers it to be extremely accurate and level. Eddie is someone who thinks he is inherently decent, reasonable, and patient. His ego is usually his downfall.

Thanks again for the Q!

Az

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[yootaesowlwrites]

Spend Your Whole Life - Q / Ji Changmin

A/N: Happy friendship anniversary @atinyfantasytothemoon

W/C: 658.

Warnings: Light angst, fluff.

Note: Blank blogs will be blocked. I don’t trust y’all, so make sure you have your age in your bio/desc or something on your blog. Minors DNI.

The distance was something that hurt so much, but also something that could test a relationship, that was something you had quickly learned while you were friends with Ji Changmin, and also while dating him. Distance always tested both of you, but you both always prevailed, You remember when you had first met, it was during your trip, and he had just so happened to be at the same spot you were in when you had run into each other.

One could almost call it a summer love, you both were almost inseparable during the later nights of your vacation, You had a date every other night just to try and spend as much time with each other as before you had to leave, and once those two weeks came to an end for you, you remember sitting in his cabin with his arms wrapped around you, the moment weighing heavy on both of you.

“Promise that you will write to me,” You mumble against his chest. His hands gently rub over your back, trying his best to comfort you. “Even if it’s just a quick hi, promise me that,” You feel him pull you tighter against him.

“I promise,” He mutters and moves his head against the top of your head. Neither of you wanted to go your separate ways, but you had a plane ticket with your name on it, while he had another few days left on his vacation.

The memory was fresh, even if it’s now been a year and a half with him, you remember it as if it was just yesterday, and he had kept his promise. He wrote to you as often as he could, as often as his schedule would allow it.

“I should have made him promise to spend his entire life with me,” You mutter to yourself as you clutch your phone in your hands, anxiously waiting for a text message from him. “Maybe then I would have felt more calmer,” You take in a deep breath before putting your phone down and laying back on your bed, maybe he wouldn’t be texting you today either. You close your eyes, and take in another deep breath and try to calm your nerves when your phone buzzed next to you on the bed. Your eyes instantly shoot open, and you grab for your phone.

“Open your front door,”

You look at the words confused, they were from him, but not what you expected. You almost felt disappointed as you climbed off your bed and made your way out of the bedroom, what could possibly be at your front door? Wait, did he send a present? You could feel some giddiness starting to build as you began making your way faster to the front door.

“Changmin!” You gasp once you pull the door open. There he was, inches away from you and smiling at you with his arms wide open, you fling yourself into his chest and his arms instantly wrap around you to pull you into him tightly.

“Surprise,” He mutters as he moves his head to the crook of your neck. “I missed you too much, it's been too long since I’ve seen you,” You could feel your heart drumming loudly in your chest as you held onto him, afraid that this was a dream, and he would disappear at any given moment. “I’m really here…”

“I’m just making sure you don’t disappear,” You whisper. You were over the moon that he was here. “How long are you here for?”

“A week,” He says. “I’m here for a week, to be with you,” You smile against his chest, happiness soaring through your entire being. He was here for you, to be with you.

“While you’re here… maybe you can answer a question of mine,” You ask as you pull your head away from his chest to look up at him. “Will you spend your whole life with me?”

[thegeminisage]

rushed tng update bc i am in a HUGE HURRY. monday we watched "q who" and yesterday i caught "samaritan snare" and "up the long ladder."

q who: had been looking forward to this one for WEEKS. and we were SO SO SO CLOSE. i loved every single thing about the borg. i loved their look. i loved the buildup. i loved their creepy little borg babies. i love their creepy cube ship because getting menaced by cubes is the natural state of the enterprise.

BUT NO ONE. GOT. BORGED

they had the perfect opportunity, too...that ensign, gomez? she could have been beamed out of the ship instead of those 18 people dying and they could have seen her when they beamed onto the borg ship. it would have been a wonderful way to impress how different people are once they get borged. that said i did love gomez and i was glad to see her pop back up in another episode. ms motormouth she's so funny she literally just has adhd thank you star trek for the Woman

like, the climax of that was so...anticlimactic. q just warps them back? that's so boring. i was getting ready to give q another chance despite him being SO FUCKING ANNOYING in all his other appearances because he was kind of funny here. like, i see why you guys kept telling me he had something going on with picard. i find it completely horrible just to be clear but i cannot deny that it is going on

AND i loved whatever he had going on with guinan...she was literally ready to get his ass. i loooved her expanded role in this episode and getting to find out more about her

but to have the episode end by q just being like ok i win i;ll take you back now :) come on. we were doing SO well. i was THRILLED. what a case of blueballs. and i checked and apparently only SIX tng episodes deal with the borg? that is so much less than i thought. huge letdown. oh well.

samaritan snare: i really dont understand what they are trying to do with pulaski and picard...is this supposed to be a romantic thing...idgi and i do not like it. like, what's the point of having him almost not survive this operation and then needing HER HELP SPECIFICALLY when he already stated he was uncomfortable with her doing it? the entire thing just rubs me the wrong way.

largely this episode was annoying and i nearly had to stop and close the tab when wesley tried to daddy issues his way into getting picard to parent him

however 2 good things did happen. firstly was the story picard told about getting his ass stabbed when he was an ensign. "a certain giddy warmth actually i laughed out loud" that was something actually.

and the other good thing as when worf was like "you will die without honor. you will never attain the 24th level of awareness" to geordi like i fucking cracked up for real. i wish tng had less unfunny bad humor and more of that because it was hilarious

up the long ladder: this episode was so bad it's UNREAL.

first of all, did worf and pulaski fuck? did that actually happen? they keep trying to make her romantic will picard and then will's dad and now WORF? what is GOING ON on this fucking ship??

i was actually kind of into whatever she and worf had going on when it was just a "let's be reckless idiots and drink the tea" thing because it was just that fucking stupid that it worked its way around to being endearing but every time i make emotional progress with her i am set back. i'm sorry women.

the rest of this episode was also unspeakable bad way to do clones in the most boring way possible and LMAO at them all hating sex or whatever. because it's a way to make them appear more unnatural <3 ok.

even riker slutting it up with that one irish chick couldn't save it because. and i feel insane saying this. every time those guys were onscreen they played like the funny music. you know. when irish characters get the little jig music and it's funny because they're irish? 90s tv did this a lot. shore leave in tos did it too. i'm so exhausted

ALSO LMAOOO TURNING THIS POOR WOMAN INTO BREEDING STOCK...not even asking her...misogyny wins again. i'm sure we can find another woman somewhere dot meme. good fucking god

i don't remember what episodes come next and i don't care because i'm going in release order and guess what was released next. final frontier. spock movie. it's finally time to see him again.....................

[kudzucataclysm]

answering this portion of the q from earlier-

There’s honestly plenty of potential ‘bad’ takes about SE and the story’s characters that anyone out there can make- maybe they make assumptions based off the trigger warnings or themes, maybe they see my little doodles and mini comics about just how fucked up these characters are and it’s not their cup of tea, etc etc. Weirdly enough tho, that’s something that i’m looking…forward to seeing? Like just the potential drama and arguments over certain things/plotlines/characters in this story sounds like it’d be juicy. I can see a future me holding a glass of wine laughing maniacally at the computer screen all giddy with excitement over it. or something idk-

BUT specific takes….here’s a rough list (ALL COMPLETELY HYPOTHETICAL):

“Lack of wholesome queer characters and plotlines” or something along those lines. Something to the tune of “i’m using fiction to escape reality so i don’t want any queer stories to be edgy and dark and violent, i want all the characters to be pure cinnamon rolls who’ve never done anything wrong EVER”, and just make assumptions about SE over the majority of the cast being queer AND horrible people. Like if SE isn’t your thing, that’s fine. But if someone were to say that its shit for including darker themes then I’d feel like they’d need to retake some highschool english classes or something

“This story puts queer people in a negative light” Shocking development at 1am EST…QUEER PEOPLE CAN BE EVIL AND DO HORRIBLE BAD THINGS!!! THE HORROR

“Why isn’t everyone’s identity and pronouns spelled out for me from the moment they’re introduced” cause immmm lazyyyyy and don’t really consider their identities as super ultra mega important in a way-

“WHY ARE THERE SLURS!!! WHY ARE SOME OF THE CHARACTERS RACIST!!!!!! THIS IS CONDONING-“ the world ended in the 1960s and everything got worse from there. the door is that way 👉🏼

“Everyone in this story is fucked up. Nobodies normal, all of these characters are just terrible, horrible people, how do i root for them” then i’ve accomplished SOMETHING that i’ve wanted to do FOREVER-

“Why is the protagonist such a crybaby”. He’s 14 and a little bit fucked up okay. and he IS a baby so THERE

“Why is the protagonist boring” Cuz i’m tired of the ‘uwu powerless softie turns out to be the son of fucking GOD all along’ trope in a way. Dez is important in his own way and this just makes the story more interesting when cosmic forces are pushing down on him and his bestie and he kinda has to go a little loco to deal with it

“Why is the protagonist chubby/fat, it just isn’t realistic for the setting and type of story” what if i killed you violently with a rock

“The Martians aren’t realistic and their biology/culture/behavior is confusing” yes it’s meant to be. They’re artificially created, their eyeballs function as ovaries, their blood is literal oil and they go off like nukes when they die. It’s meant to be kind of stupid and self indulgent and their origins are a mystery to themselves

“The Martians do incest? That means you SUPPORT incest!!!” No, absolutely not. The story doesn’t even make it in a positive light, it’s very much a product of their oddly misogynistic, mysterious culture, and isn’t touched upon too much in the story. Also they’re aliens and don’t follow the same biological rules as humans at ALL.

“Francis is terrible trans rep” SHE’S MEANT TO BE TERRIBLE

“Francis’s alcoholism is condoning underage drinking” Okay man

“Everything is way too convoluted and there’s just too much going on, who would want to read this” MEEEEEEEEE!!!! I WANNA READ THIS

“This story glorifies child abusers cuz of the existence of a character like Thursday and how he’s often portrayed-” Are you hearing yourself rn. stop and think. for a Moment ✋🏼🛑

“I can’t believe you’re trying to paint Friday/Hammond as a good person for-“ when. When did I say that. I’ve been explicitly saying that they’re both wrong this entire time-

“Having the man-eating Martians and Chimera be brown skinned is racist” shore thangggg buddy

that’s all i can think of off the top of my head rn…tbh i think the fake ones from before are a lot better than these ones LOL

[judeswhore]

comfort of you - mason mount

this is so short and i lit threw it together last night so idk how i feel it’s not the best but soft bf mason >>>> gif credit to @masnmount <3

Mason knew you'd been working yourself harder than necessary the past few weeks so he wasn't entirely surprised when your planned movie night turned into you falling asleep on top of him within less than twenty minutes. The two of you were snuggled up on his sofa, Mason's head propped up on a little throw pillow, your body settled completely on top of his with your cheek pressed into his chest. You had one hand settled under his jumper, your fingers warm over the bare skin of his side and it settled a soft fizzy feeling of love in the pit of his stomach.

You'd been asleep for the past half an hour now and his fingers were slowly starting to cramp from repeatedly running through your hair, slight boredom taking over now that you weren't awake to tease him. In the back of his mind he thought about waking you up, the two of you could make cookies in the kitchen to keep you both occupied but you looked peaceful for the first time in days and he didn't want to disturb that. You'd been so busy that your time together was limited, the both of you falling asleep almost as soon as you got home but he wasn't really complaining when he got to have you wrapped up with him like this.

He shifted slightly beneath you, wincing when you made a low noise of complaint in the back of your throat and pressed yourself further into his hoodie, your fingers slipping around his back as you hugged him closer. Reaching for his phone settled on the carpet beneath the sofa he grinned slightly and gave a little shake of his head at your clinginess, your need to be as close as possible to him still very evident even in your sleep. Not that he blamed you really, he was usually just as bad.

He settled back on the sofa, his arm propped up carefully on your shoulder so he could scroll through his social medias, his other hand resting on your jaw as he ran his thumb across your cheek. The little touches between the two of you were everything to him, as much as he'd rather you were awake so he could annoy you, he loved just having you close like this, neither of you rushing off to work. He pressed a light kiss to the top of your head, nose pressed into your hair as he tried to hide his giddy smile.

It was a quick decision, something daft to occupy him until you got uncomfortable and woke up or until he got cramp and had to move but suddenly Mason found himself doing a Q&A, his Instagram flooding with random questions. Half of them were far too ridiculous for him to answer but he found himself smothering his laughter in his shoulder in attempts at not bothering you, his answers whispered and quiet into the phone. He knew fans would probably wonder why he was acting the way he was because he tried his hardest to keep your head out of the way, the angle of his videos as a result being more than awkward.

You shuffled against him while he was in the middle of recording an answer to his go to TV show to binge and his words tapered off, his gaze flickering to you. You stretched slightly, humming in a way that flushed Mason's body and brought your hand up to rub at your eye, a yawn getting pushed away into his chest. His lips tilted into a soft smile, the look of love and content evident on his face through the camera as he watched you slowly wake up, your head tilting to look up at him with heavy lidded eyes. It wasn't lost on him how effortlessly beautiful you were, still half asleep and disoriented and you had his heart right in the palm of your hand.

Your confused, furrowed brows straightened out and you shared his gentle smile when you locked gazes, your eyes falling shut again as you shuffled further up his body, completely unaware he was recording when you tucked your face away into his neck. His heart skipped and his tummy flipped when your lips grazed over his jaw and you peppered soft kisses over his beard and then onto his neck. Your hand found it's place in his hair, fingers slipping into the soft locks and he shivered when your breath tickled over his bare skin.

You'd completely hidden yourself away in his neck and he knew within seconds that you'd have fallen back to sleep, the lazy strokes of your fingers a clear indication. It suddenly dawned on Mason that he was still recording and he was quick to end the video, opting instead to snuggle down further into the sofa to get more comfortable with you. He wrapped one arm around your back, his fingers trailing over your spine and turned his head to bury his nose in your hair, lips pressing kisses wherever he could reach.

"What were you doing?" Your voice was muffled and low, coated with sleep and it was just like your morning voice, Mason's favourite thing in the world and he couldn't help but to squeeze you a little tighter against him. You didn't lift your head, just pressed another kiss below his ear, taking in a deep breath as his own fingers sifted through your hair.

"Hmm?" You wriggled away from him slightly when he hummed in your ear, your shoulder coming up to protect it as Mason gave a quiet chuckle and kissed you again. He couldn't help himself, everything about you screamed love and he never wanted to stop with his tiny kisses even if they were completely unnecessary.

"Heard you talking, what were you doing?"

"Nothing, just answering some questions." He shifted on the sofa, settling down further to get more comfortable, the Q&A completely forgotten in his want to just be with you. The two of you were wrapped up completely together, legs intertwined and you were practically just one tangle of limbs when Mason pulled the fluffy blanket over you both.

"Didn't mean to disturb you, you don't have to stop because of me." He shook his head, trailing the tip of his finger down the curve of your waist. He moved to rest his cheek against your head and let his eyes fall closed, knowing at that point you were both going to fall asleep and would probably stay there for the rest of the night.

"I'm not, baby, go back to sleep, yeah?"

"I promise I'll be more awake tomorrow." You patted his cheek and he grinned with a slow nod, mumbling softly that he didn't really believe you. He was starting to doze off, your warmth and comfort dragging him into a sleepy state and he got even more comfortable, snaking one hand up the back of your hoodie so he could curl his arm around your bare waist to hold you to him, always eager for skin on skin contact. "Mase?"

"Yeah?" Your lashes fluttered over the skin of his neck when you settled back after your final kiss and he never wanted to leave your arms. He'd happily stay tangled up with you forever.

"I love you." His smile was fully blown but sleepy, those butterflies swarming in his stomach again, his heart so full it felt ready to burst. He knew completely that you were his everything, three simple words that he wanted to hear only you say for the rest of his life.

"I love you, too."

[lazyliars]

c!Tommy's relationship to violence is a pretty fascinating one.

Specifically I got thinking about this in regards to Techno, and his proclaiming that he only saw Tommy as useful once he had displayed a willingness to commit violence against others alongside Techno.

And I think a lot of the difference in analysis of these moments between c!Tommy fans and c!Techno fans is that this kind of violence means different things between the two.

For Techno, fighting for or alongside someone is a pretty important thing; for someone who feels like he is often dehumanized and viewed as a weapon, choosing who he fights for and who he lends his power to means a lot.

As I see it, It's why his feeling abandoned during the Red Festival has much more weight amongst Techno enthusiasts then Tommy or Tubbo enjoyers, and why his bringing it up during Doomsday is such a point of contention between the two groups.

For the people in Tommy and Tubbo's corner, it's a deep hypocrisy; Techno claiming to feel used as a weapon after he had admitted that Tommy's usefulness and status as a friend and/or equal was tied directly to his being willing to fight.

But for the Techno corner, that's not what it's about; For Techno, fighting for someone you care about is a big deal, especially for someone who ends up being a loner a lot of the time. The willingness to protect someone is something deeper, almost symbolic.

It's a pretty nasty spot of miscommunication, tied with genuine misrepresentations of what Techno wanted from Tommy and a complete misunderstanding of what Tommy wanted from L'manberg and Tubbo, largely because during the Bedrock Bros arc, Tommy didn't know either.

Which ties back into how Tommy's relationship with violence works, and how it is pretty much the antithesis of Techno's.

For Tommy, not fighting someone is often a better indicator of his caring for them then his willingness to fight for them.

The best example of this is the scene in the community house; Tommy realizes that hurting his friends (specifically Tubbo) is not worth it - it's not going to get him what he wanted, and it's the turning point where he starts to understand what he always knew subconsciously; that what made the discs important wasn't entirely linked to the physical objects, it was the feeling of a carefree 'before time' that he wanted to return to.

It's Tommy's refusal to keep fighting Tubbo that is a transformative and inspiring moment for him, and a deep betrayal for Techno.

And it's why it hurts them both so badly.

Tommy doesn't want to fight Techno. He's genuinely apologetic to him and very obviously feels horrible for leaving him, and I imagine, had Dream not escalated the situation, Tommy would've been protecting him if the Butcher Army had tried to press the attack and finish what they started.

But for Techno, this is a brutal betrayal - Tommy used him, despite the fact that Tommy had just lost the very thing he had joined Techno to retrieve, because Techno was conflating Tommy's willingness to fight with his willingness to protect Techno, because that's how Techno shows that he cares.

To Techno, Tommy refusing to fight for him is a betrayal. For Tommy, it is a reclamation of his sense of self, but not an abandonment of Techno inherently.

Another example is Tommy continuing to follow Wilbur during the Pogtopia era, even when it was becoming more and more clear that Wilbur's spiral was endangering the people Tommy cared about.

Tommy refused, at every point, to get violent with Wilbur, or even to abandon him. He refused to believe that it would come to that, and he continued to believe in Wilbur's ability to pull himself back from the edge.

(It also makes Wilbur's beliefs on violence in his conversation with Big Q during the elections even more tragic. It was never a belief set that Tommy shared, even when Wilbur was being consumed by it.)

And again, when the cabinet was talking about killing Techno, Tommy was the one piping up in his defense because he was (at the time) just minding his own business. This is the foreshadowing to bedrock bros.

And we can see the reverse of this when Tommy is being violent. It's generally portrayed as something negative for his character, as a failing.

It's why Revivedbur goading Tommy into fighting him while they're doing the tour is such a dark moment.

It's why the scene in the pit and Techno's killing Tubbo is such a sticking point for Tommy and why Wilbur's giddiness at the brutality is so disturbing; Wilbur was aware that this was a devolution for Tommy.

It's also why I personally consider his killing Jack to be the lowest point of exile. It was a full refutation of the kind of 'silly' violence, AKA violence with no consequences. What would have been a dumb joke before suddenly took on this somber tone, as Jack tried to swim back up and save himself. This ends up being further compounded by Jack declaring this a canon death - Tommy, at his lowest, kills someone he once considered a friend.

This is why many Tommy enthusiasts view Bedrock Bros as the closest he ever came to a villain arc; Tommy hurting people for the sake getting what he wanted was a massive shift in his character's morality - it's why his declaration of being "worse than everyone I didn't want to be" means so much.

And while it's easy to think that "someone he didn't want to be" means Techno here, I'd argue he's referring to Wilbur. Wilbur, who gave in to his worst self and ended committing violence against all of his loved ones, precisely when he realized that he wouldn't be able to recover the thing he wanted most. Wilbur, who was the one who taught Tommy to fight with "words, not violence."

"The thing I built this nation for doesn't exist anymore," and "The discs were worth more than you ever were" are lines that parallel each other.

But where Wilbur follows his words up with an act of tragic, self-destructive violence, Tommy catches himself. Tommy stops hurting Tubbo. He stops trying to hurt L'manberg. He tells Tubbo to give Dream the disc, refuting Wilbur's idea that "if I can't have it, no one can," that poisoned his mind.

None of this is to say Tommy is a pacifist. He will definitely fight when he has to - he's a war veteran, after all.

But I do think there's a distinct difference in how he relates to violence when contrasted against other characters, and how he's failed and succeeded with regards to that.

[heavenlyholland]

hello, can i have one with tom and actress!reader where you two are secretly dating, and fans would like to ask questions about it, lots of cute fluff please! thank you

a/n: i changed it up a bit and made it where they’re best friends instead, hope you don’t mind! i'm sorry if this sucks, it's super late here so if there are any mistakes, i apologize. enjoy <3

warnings: none

pairings: tom holland x reader | word count: 2.1k

my requests are open (responses slow) so send one in!

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

"okay, you ready? we have to take a video for the instagram story." you asked towards the brunette in front of you who took a sip from his nestle water bottle. he swallowed the liquid, twisting the lid close and walking towards you so you could both get in the picture frame of your phone.

today, you were attending a live audience question and answer session, for a fundraiser, and to promote your new movie set to release in the next two months. co-starring in the movie with british actor, tom holland was an absolute dream. not only was he amazing to work with, caring, funny, and all-around a great guy, he wasn't so hard on the eyes either. it was inevitable for you to catch feelings, and you had even asked yourself, who wouldn't? he was charming, clever, and had a quick wit to him that made you weak in the knees.

over the six months it took for you, tom, and the crew to film the movie, you got the chance to travel to tourist attractions like paris, greece, italy, and more destinations that were every person's dream to visit, and were a once in a lifetime opportunity. whether it was visiting countries where love seemed to be the only thing in the air, or the fact that you were filming a new romance movie. the whole idea of love, and falling in love was the only thing on your mind, and that you were falling in love with tom holland. that same dork who spoiled avengers: infinity war, and endgame. but just like elvis presley said himself, you just couldn't help falling in love with him.

little did you know, tom had fallen for you the first time he laid eyes on you. the way your smile lit up the entire room, the way you genuinely laughed at everyone's jokes, the way you got along with his best friend, harrison, and brother, harry. to him, it was like he had met his soulmate, and to be fair, he might just have done that.

during the time of filming, you had formed an amazing bond that was unforgettable. you were quick to connect and get along with each other, in a friendly way, but the chemistry between you two was on another level. maybe it was because the feel of the movie made you two have to accentuate the feelings of love, or maybe it was the dopamine that was released in your body when you two looked into each other’s eyes, that made you feel euphoric and giddy. whatever it was, it was able to make everything seem so real and authentic in the movie. 

for the fundraiser event that you were joining, a group of selected fans were picked and welcomed to the event that would be able to ask their questions that they had for tom and you, while all proceeds went to an amazing cause. you had previously gotten out of hair and makeup with your hairstylist and makeup artist, kelsey and julia, before making your way backstage to meet with the organizers of the event and tom. the organizers briefly told you and tom a rundown of the day and what would happen.

you held the phone up at an angle, well enough to fit both tom and you in the frame, and after preparing, and making yourselves look good, you started recording the video.

“hey, guys! it’s y/f/n y/l/n, and i’m joined here today with the only tom holland!” you greeted the camera, giving a small wave and bright smile.

“we’re backstage today at the event, about to head out for the live q-and-a!” tom explained.

as he spoke, you turned your head to watch him, before looking back at the camera to continue your speech.

“we’re so excited for the event, and for our new movie that we can’t wait for you to see! we’re looking forward to answering your questions, and we hope to see you soon.” you smiled.

“bye!” tom waved, as you blew a kiss to the camera, then stopping the recording. you bring the phone down from where it was, watching over your small clip with tom leaning in next to you to watch as well. as you watched the video and felt tom close beside you, you couldn’t help but get a whiff of his musky, but sweet-scented cologne.

you handed the phone back to the communications executive for the event, and then we’re escorted closer to the stage as the time soon approached for when you were supposed to go on. your heels clicked against the hard, concrete floor as you walked down the hallway, trailing slightly behind tom.

"you nervous?" he asked as he turned back to you to look at you, smiling. he slowed down his pace, just enough so that you were now walking shoulder to shoulder.

"eh," you shrugged your shoulders, "nothing we haven't done before."

"no, i know. just 'cause it's our first movie not related to marvel, or anything..." tom trailed off looking down. you knew exactly what he was trying to get across and to be fair, it was something that you were nervous about, just as much- or maybe even more than tom.

"you mean because of the questions we might get." you said, putting the pieces together like a puzzle as you slightly tilt your head down while still looking at tom. he inhaled sharply, nodding at your response, before looking over at you and giving you a small smile. "hey, it'll be fine." you said as you reached over to place a hand on tom's shoulder and leaned against his side. "and so what, if the fans ask us more... provocative questions? it's kinda inevitable- we were in a romance movie." you laughed. tom let out an airy laugh with you, closing his eyes and rubbing his hands together- a nervous habit he always did that you had picked up on.

"i'm just nervous- y'know? i'm worried about the questions they're gonna ask- especially towards you 'cause you know how it is."

"i get you, tom. it's stressful. but, we can't control how other people act and choose to act towards situations like these that we're in." you replied, rubbing up and down his exposed bicep that seemingly made his t-shirt look exceptionally small and unproportioned to his body. it sent chills spiking down his spine just to feel your hand on his arm. it was the slightest action, but had the biggest reaction inside tom. "and, hey- who knows? maybe you'll be asked 'what was it like to film a sex scene with the y/f/n y/l/n?'" you laughed as you pretended to impersonate someone who would fantasize over something like that. tom just shook his head at your joke.

before you knew it, you were being introduced and escorted onto the stage, tom walking in front of you and up onto the stage. the fans cheer, while tom waves to the crowd and blows kisses from his hands. then, you hear the host introduce you, and that's your queue to walk up the metal stairs and onto the stage. the fans cheer louder and you shine a smile and wave to all the excited fans. you walk over to where the host and tom were situated, sitting down in the chair to the right of tom.

the event seemingly passed by quicker than you would have anticipated. you were asked questions about the movie, your personal life, and the occasional question about other movies you had been in.

"alright, next question," the host says, looking into the crowd with all of their signs up in the air, with numbers on them. "for, number one hundred-twenty-two!" he calls out, you hear a few screams and move your gaze over to the two girls sitting together, jumping up and down.

"oh my god, um- okay, my question is for y/n," the first girl said, trying to relax while internally freaking out that she got picked. "wow, uh- okay, first off, i love you. and um- what was it like filming a romance movie with tom? since he seems to fool around a lot." she asked through a laugh. you smile and look over at tom to see a fake, hurt expression on his face. you bring the microphone that was given to you, up to your mouth, and laugh while gathering your thoughts.

you let out a chuckle, "well, okay. i love you too, and hmm," you take a second to think, "you're right about tom fooling around on set, i think that was the one thing that kept us from filming most of the time," you laugh. "but my favourite thing about filming this movie with him, would probably be the energy he brought to work, and when we were filming, he would get into his character enough so that it felt like you were actually in the movie." you said, looking out at the crowd. "um, obviously, i'm in the movie, but i was just playing a role. with tom, it felt like i was actually in the plot and storyline, so- yeah." you smile.

"wow, now 'ya got me all flustered." tom said from beside you, and you both let out a laugh.

"now for your friend?" the host asked the first girl's friend beside her.

the second girl takes the microphone from her friend that was given to them by a crew member, and takes a breath before getting to her question, “uh- hi.” she nervously chuckles, “since you guys were in a romance movie, and from what we know- there were a lot of intimate scenes, i was wondering if it was hard not to fall in love with each other, and have you ever fallen in love before.” she asked. her question got a few gasps and cheers from the audience and you raise your eyebrows in shock at such a bold question.

you and tom both nervously chuckle, looking at each other, "y/n, do you want to go first?" tom asks, and you playfully scoff.

"oh sure, put me on the spot." you laugh. "well tom's an amazing person and i'm not going to lie, performing intimate scenes and getting to know each other on a deeper level for this project, definitely made it hard to not, fall in love, but i think it generally made me more aware of things related to that." you nod, glancing over to tom who was watching you intently. you didn't want to blow it, and spill your guts in front of a large audience, not wanting to be too vulnerable and wanting to keep things like your love life private from the world, "and have i ever been in love? to keep it simple, yes. but, it was a while ago and i wouldn't necessarily call it love. it was more of a ... blinded love. and i've had my heart broken- plenty of times to be more conscious of the decisions i make. so currently, am i in love? i want to think so? but, i'm not too sure." you nod your head, finalizing up your speech.

"tom?" the host asks, bringing your attention over to the man next to you.

"well, getting straight to the point, am i in love? yes." he said as he shifted in his seat, looking directly at you. as he said that, something about the look in his eyes was speaking louder than his words. putting the puzzle pieces together, you swallow thickly, realizing tom was in love with you.

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you walked off the stage, following behind tom before he pulled you to the side, away from the rest of the crew from the fundraiser.

"look, i-i know what you're thinking, i blew it in front of all of them and completely exposed us, well- me. but-" he started rambling off, making you roll your eyes. "-guess not everything goes as planned. y/n, i'm in love with you. and i know from what you said on stage, you're vulnerable and scared, and your heart is fragile- but i want you to know that this," he motioned between you and him with his hand, "this, is something i'm willing to fight for. even if i have to wait until you're ready." he said with pleading eyes, looking at you. you were flabbergasted, you had no idea this was to come out of him. your palms were sweaty, heart racing. "y/n please say something." tom said, grabbing your hands with his own.

you inhale nervously, looking down at your hands that were intertwined with tom's, "for what it's worth. i'm willing to try." you weakly smile at him, looking up to meet his gaze.

tom let out a breath of relief through a chuckle, engulfing you in a tight hug before pulling away and placing a loving kiss on your forehead.

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[helpimhyperfixating]

What if all the stardust crusaders were also mermen?

This is my first time writing for the other Jojo’s, so I’m sorry if they’re ooc. I tried 🤷‍♀️

Didn’t know exactly what you wanted so I just did some random things XD (sorry for the weird formatting)

What if the Crusaders were also Mermen? Chaos, that’s what. Just imagine a journey across the seas just to beat up the sea snake that is Dio, but then think ten times harder. Going from the Pacific Ocean, to the Indian Ocean, into the Arabian Sea all just to get his ass.

Enemies are still sent by Dio, but now Dark Blue Moon is no longer special, kek. No but, while the enemies remain similar, Stands aren’t really a thing and therefore it becomes more a fight of physical strength. When Mer can come in all sorts of shapes, colours and sizes however, the battles always remain with an unsure outcome. Vanilla Ice the Giant Squid was a very close call.

The journey itself was tiresome, with them having to swim the entire way instead of being able to use transportation. Not to even mention other things. Every day is chaos - not even taking enemies into account - when travelling with the crusaders:

Polnareff won’t have to worry about clean toilets for once but still always seems to be complaining about something, Kakyoin and Jotaro are both still adolescents so they don’t quite have a grip on their instincts yet, more easily distracted by small things such as animals they don’t yet know or a shape quickly fluttering away in the current (must be chased and caught!!!), Joseph is basically an overgrown adolescent even if he is the patriarch of the pod so he usually shoots along with his grandson and friend. Iggy is there but then he isn’t??? And then he is again?? All in all, Avdol should get a medal, award, title, anything and everything really for his patience and ability to keep the others on track and keep them going.

Now, personality wise:

The Joestar pod is a big one. Family and friends coming together over time to form a larger and larger pod until it is eventually one of the largest out there. All kinds of Mer have come together to form this giant family unit and - apart from one defect (Dio) - it has stayed surprisingly tight knit.

Jonathan:

He is the pod patriarch, making the decisions together with Erina, who is the matriarch.

Super protective of the pod. Would shield the entire family with his body if he could. But since he can’t he’ll settle for just shielding all the pups, since the others can protect themselves. He is large enough to do so anyways.

Best play mate possible. All the pups love him.

I imagine he either has the body of a seal, or a blue whale. Very different yes, but he is just an excited ginormous puppy, hence the seal. But he is also a gentle giant, hence the blue whale. And also... other, more obvious reasons (*cough* he buff and giant *cough*).

Joseph:

In his younger years, he is the bane of existence of all the adults in the pod. In both his adolescent as well as young adult/adult stage, Joseph is a hyperactive troublemaker. More than once he has snuck out of pod territory, only to come fleeing back with an angry sea creature on his tail, needing resident buff protector Jonathan to step up and chase his attacker off.

In his older years, he has mellowed out a bit, needing to be since he inherited the position of pod patriarch from Jonathan. He is however, still a prankster and always will be. He will play a prank on the pups every so often where he pretends to have died in the night when they come get him for meal- or play time (He’s been scolded by Suzie Q for that after one of the pups burst out crying. He promised to never do it again, but he definitely will).

I imagine he has the lower body of a dolphin. Dolphins can be real assholes. But also very playful and agile, which Joseph stays, no matter his age. Either that, or a sawfish. Their faces look a little silly, but don’t bloody mess with them. They are fast as all hell and they can also get to be fujking big. About 7 meters (23 feet) on average to be exact. But then again, Joseph wouldn’t get the face so he has nothing to worry about.

Jotaro:

Oh, Jotaro. Our resident grumpy Mer. In a pod dynamic he usually has one of two moods. Tolerant, or, leave me the fuck alone. Usually it is the latter.

Surprisingly enough however, his personality seems to appeal to several of the pups. It’s about a 50/50 chance whether they’ll be scared of him, or think he is the coolest. Oftentimes a disgruntled Jotaro can be seen, followed by about two or three small Mer who are chatting his ears off or chewing on his side fins as they teeth.

Thanks to this, Jotaro is often the one who goes hunting. It finally gives him a bit of that peace and quiet he needs. Yare yare indeed.

I imagine Jotaro to have the body of a bull shark. Not the biggest or most aggressive shark out there, but part of the top 3 for sure. Also, Mer have the tendency to have their tails be bigger than their animal counterpart, such is definitely the case with Jotaro. Male bull sharks averaging in about 2 meters in length while just Jotaro’s tail is already almost double that.

Josuke:

Josuke has inherited some of his father’s hyperactivity unfortunately. The young Mer can often be heard from a mile away whenever he is hanging out with his friends.

Speaking of which, one day Josuke just turned up with several Mer in need of a home. Guess they’re part of the pod now!

Josuke is always quick to help anyone who needs it though. Need a hand? Josuke is there. Want someone to watch the pups? Might be a bit of a hazard, but Josuke will gladly do so. Need something that is very specific and probably quite a swim-distance away? Josuke is already on his way there.

He just wants to help and be useful, let him do stuff please 🥺

Still somehow has his hairdo, even underwater.

I drew Josuke as a Nurse shark a little while back, but for some reason I can also really see him being a sting ray?? I don’t know why, I think a sting ray fits him but that may be my bias towards stingrays.

But the lower half I can really see him having is that of a sailfish. (Have you seen the sails on those fish? They are just as impressive as Josuke’s hair. It’s a perfect match) they are fast as fuck boiiiiii, perfect for our lovable goof.

Either that or he is an otter cause they are bloody adorablez

Giorno:

Giorno wasn’t born as part of the Joestar pod unfortunately. Growing up, his father, Dio, had different goals and morals and broke away from the Joestar pod. Oftentimes Giorno heard him talk about the old pod he was once a part of, and how he vowed to wipe it from the sea.

This sparked a curiosity in the young Mer and when he was old enough, he decided to just up and leave the Brando pod. His initial goal was to find the Joestar pod he had heard so much about, but on his travels, he came across a different one. After spending some time with them, he decided to remain with Bucciarati and his pod of misfits.

All kinds of sea creatures flock to Giorno. For some reason, the calm and confident aura he gives off makes many animals feel safe and protected, hiding under or against his body if he is resting or sitting down on the ocean floor, or - if Giorno allows it - following him as he swims.

Giorno. Hmm, Giorno. I think he might have the lower body of a barracuda or a lion fish. Sleek, streamlined, dangerous. Or, pretty, yet hard to approach with his poisonous spikes poised unless he trusts you and allows you near. His spikes will lie as flat down his body as he can get them to show this. Not many Mer have this honour.

(Or he is part of the requiem shark family, lols, sorry I had to)

Jolyne:

Jolyne can be energetic or standoffish, you can never really tell which of the two it will be. Her dynamic in the pod differs from day to day depending on her mood, but when it comes to it, there is nothing she won’t do for it.

Very playful and giddy. Loves to hang out with her best friends and is the unofficial appointed forager with how much stuff she brings back whenever she goes for a swim.

Jolyne’s lower half. Hum hmm. Her body either somewhat resembles a butterfly fish, only- updated to be more mermaid like by being more stretched out, her tail fin mainly resembling the fish while her tail is more classic. It’s very pretty though and she somehow has some octopus genes in her, making her able to change colours, which she absolutely loves to do, nearly coming in with a new colour every day (though she has a few favourites) Either that, or she resembles her dad a little more with the lower half of a spinner shark. She’s sleek and agile. A swift and dangerous predator you should not mess with. She might look harmless when she’s chatting with her friends, but when she is spinning at you with claws poised and no way to escape, you’d click a different tune.

Haven’t read part 7 or 8 yet, sorry :(

[h2bakugou]

Hewoo I saw requests were open and this really cute idea popped in my head can get a lot of fluff with Denki where he surprises his s/o on they're anniversary in front of the whole school

a/n: hiii!! ooo this is so cute omg, we stan denki. please i- i love him so much i cant

summary: with your one-year anniversary coming up soon, kaminari had every intention of making it big, he’d been dating you for a whole year! however, his plan may or may get a little out of his hands when he ends up confessing in front of nearly the whole school.

key: (y/n) - your name / (f/n) - first name / (l/n) - last name / (e/c) - eye color / (h/c) - hair color / (y/q) - your quirk

warnings: swearing, fluff, a camp rock line(i never watched high school musical sorry)

word count: 1.8k

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Kaminari had met you in secondary school, the year before you both got into U.A. It was coincidentally on a whim when your class collaborated with his on a debate project on some literature project. 

You were paired together, four students from your class on a team with four from his class.

He was goofy, light-hearted, kind, and way too flirty for his age, but you ignored his cheesy pick-up lines until you won the debate.

He’d asked to exchange numbers at the very least since you’d become friends. And that friendship kindled over time, so much so, that you were both over the moon about applying to U.A. together. 

And before you knew it, Kaminari was walking hand-in-hand with you home from the park, or from the grocery store, the two of you often hanging out together over break, excited to be making dinner one night, or happy to help out over at his house.

Needless to say, a few of those long summer nights when you spent time in the pool alone with him, you couldn’t help but let out how you really feel, the two of you eventually establishing something more than a friendship.

You headed to the entrance exams as a couple, and you were both too happy to speak when you saw one another in class the following week.

And now you sat in the Class 1-A dormitory common room, Kaminari’s body between your legs as you put up his hair, a face mask applied to both of your faces as you giggled and reminisced about your time together, your anniversary of being together for one year coming up soon.

“Remember the one time you had to go to the ER because of the shopping cart accident?” Kaminari brought up a rather embarrassing story.

“That poor old lady was petrified, she thought she’d killed me.” You and Kaminari had been goofing off in the grocery store parking lot, returning the cart to its drop-off when an old lady backed out into the cart you were standing on.

It tilted back and you saved yourself from landing face-first on the asphalt at the expense of your right arm. It hurt like a bitch and you had to wear a cast for about a month before your arm healed up enough to do much more.

“You were so worried.” You teased, braiding his yellow hair between your fingers. He lifted his head to look up at you, a pout on his lips. 

“I thought you died too!” Kaminari cooed, pressing a kiss to your knee as he turned back around to let you continue playing with his hair.

“You’re an idiot.” Bakugou mumbled. Kirishima sat beside you, along with Sero, who also had face masks on. They begged to be included in the self-care session and were happily enjoying themselves listening to all your stories.

“So final jam’s coming up.” Kaminari blurted.

“What?!” You laughed, confused at his words.

“T-The final jam?” Kaminari turned back around to stare at you with puppy dog eyes.

“Are you referring to our anniversary as the final jam?” You glared at the yellow-blonde.

“I’m sorry! I had to.” Kaminari stood up and grabbed your hand, yanking you off of the couch.

“That’s right, you’ve been together for a while now huh?” Sero mentioned, glancing over at Bakugou who seemed to be interested in the idea of Kaminari holding a relationship longer than a week.

“One whole year.” Kaminari stared at you with adoration in his eyes, and you were worried if he stared any harder his eyes would pop out. Your face was hot at his words. 

You felt all giddy and warm inside. You really did love Kaminari, and getting to this point felt so amazing, so refreshing. 

“That’s awesome! Congrats!” Kirishima was quick to congratulate you both on the seemingly wild accomplishment.

Later during the night, after washing off the face mask and finishing up your routine, you walked back to your dorm with Kaminari.

“I really couldn’t be more excited for our anniversary.” Kaminari’s hands rested in yours as he pulled you in for a hug.

“I know, I’m excited too. You gonna take me out on a big date?” You tease, hugging him.

“I’m broke!” Kaminari whines, pressing a tender kiss to your cheek.

“I’m kidding. I just wanna spend the day with you, playing video games and-”

“Cuddling.” Kaminari offers, his eyes sparkling.

“Cuddling.” You agree, leaning in, pressing your lips to his. It’s a short kiss, but it’s meaningful, and tender, and passionate. It holds just enough emotion to convey how warm you feel inside. It’s electrifying, pun intended.

“I love you, sweet dreams.” Kaminari whispers as you begin to open your dorm door. You smile and wave.

“I love you too, goodnight.” You reply, closing the door after he leaves.

That night you tuck yourself into bed, happier than usual. You’re almost too excited to even sleep. But eventually, your dreams call you and you’re drifting away before you can even realize it.

The day of your anniversary, you’re a giddy mess. Kaminari and you are practically in each other’s arms the entire morning, hoping that you aren’t being that annoying couple. You’re keeping the PDA down to simple hand-holding even though you’d much rather embrace him and kiss him until you couldn’t breathe.

But you had classes. The mushy-gushy stuff could wait till later. When Aizawa couldn’t yell at you.

During the day, Kaminari and you both ended up surprising one another with little gifts, tiny trinkets just to show that you were thinking of each other. Kaminari of course bought you a bouquet of your favorite flowers, whereas you managed to snag a pretty rose for him and a new game for his console.

He was over the moon about the rose and claimed he was going to cherish it forever. It was so sweet.

That was until lunch rolled around.

“There the love birds are!” Mina cheered as you and Kaminari sat down at the table. Almost the entire class was aware of what was today, and a few peers congratulated you on being together for one year.

“Hush!” Your face burned with embarrassment as you nuzzled into Kaminari’s shoulder, swatting away at your pink-haired friend.

“You guys are so cute!” She teased, taking another bite of her lunch.

Lunch was abruptly interrupted when Kaminari said he had to go somewhere. You were a bit surprised by his exclamation but you said goodbye as he left.

“What’s with that?” You asked, a defeated sigh coming from your lips.

“Don’t know. Maybe he’s got another gift for you.” Mina nudged your side. You shook your head and covered your face.

“Please! I can’t take any more gifts from him, I just wanna spend quality time with him and do stupid lovey-dovey couple’s crap.” You groan.

Kaminari was racing toward the AV room where he had agreed to meet another student for something he had commissioned for you. It was a delicate glass frame with a picture of you and him embossed into it.

Of course by the time he arrived, he was running late. He blamed you for being so captivating, of course though, it wasn’t an issue that he was late, the student was there, happy as could be to have been commissioned for a project.

And the result was beautiful. It was truly wonderful, and Kaminari was almost in tears at how delicate and amazing it looked. Kaminari had already paid the student when he brought up the idea, and now he was finally here to get it.

It was wrapped in a beautiful box, carefully surrounded with bio-degradable filler to prevent it from breaking. 

“Thank you so much for doing this, it’s so important to me.” Kaminari placed the box down on the table in the AV room, unaware that he’d set it down on the button that turned on the intercom for student news, etc.

Kaminari had set it down because he was afraid he’d drop it on a whim somehow.

“They’re just so important to me, I can’t explain it. They’re the one, ya know?” Kaminari’s voice rang throughout the intercom system.

Your ears perked up, your face begging to sear with heat. 

“I think I’ve always loved (Y/n). When we met I could just feel the world stop and all I could see was them. And from there I knew, I wanted to spend every waking moment with them.” Kaminari was completely unaware that his words were now being heard throughout the entire school building.

“Oh my god.” Kirishima looked at you. Everyone that knew you, was staring at you. You couldn’t help but feel touched. You could feel your eyes swelling with tears, happy tears.

“I live to see them smile, and their laugh? It’s music to my ears. I’m so in love with them. I’d spend a million years of my life with them, today marks one.” Kaminari’s words were cut short by a teacher barging through the door. Quickly turning to see the commotion, Kaminari was confused when the teacher started yelling about using the intercom for personal reasons.

That’s when Kaminari’s eyes shot down to where he’d sat the box, and now noticed the blinking red light that confirmed the intercom was actively broadcasting.

Blush spread like fire across his face and ears, as he quickly grabbed the box and stormed back to the cafeteria where you were still eating lunch.

Barging in, you lifted your head, smiling like an idiot as he ran toward you.

“I am so sorry! I didn’t mean to do that I- It was true, all of it, but I didn’t mean to embarrass you or or-”

Your lips on his shut him up as your rested your hands on his shoulders, completely silencing him. His hands held onto the box in front of him, his lips moving together against yours.

A few cheers and ‘woos’ came from fellow students but you couldn’t hear them. You were completely capsulated by Kaminari and the electric love blossoming between the two of you.

Pulling away in a haze, all you could see was him.

“I love you so much.” You smiled.

Later, after a decent scolding from Aizawa and another teacher, you were let go and finally allowed to go to your dorm.

Placing the delicate glass picture up on your shelf you then pulled Kaminari onto your bed, nuzzling into his side.

“This is what I was waiting for.” Kaminari cuddled into you, wrapping around you like a sloth as you laid on his stomach doing the same.

“This is an average Tuesday for us.” You mumbled, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

“Well, I like my average Tuesdays with you, dummy.” Kaminari smiled, clicking on your tv to watch something as you cuddled.

The anniversary was a success. And who cared if nearly the whole school knew about how strongly you felt for one another. You were happy, Kaminari was happy, and you couldn’t wait to spend more time with him.

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[thebadchoicemachine]

Petting Party (pt 1)

Rundown of dimensions AU: Quackity’s from 1920s dimension called Prowa, Schlatt and Charlie are his business partners *cough found family cough* and they run a casino/speakeasy. Sapnap is a knight from a fantasy dimension called Quarry. Karl is like Dr.Who. 

tw - Mentions of guns and alcohol (1920s mobster dimension)

 This is really just the fluffiest full I have ever written. 

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Quackity walked through his rooms, digging around drawers for his keys. He squawked a little in frustration as he rummaged. He felt so paranoid, like he was already short on time even though he was about half an hour early and it’s not like Sapnap or Karl would mind waiting. He just wanted this to go perfectly. They’d had dates in his world before, they’d even had proper ones where they weren’t running from cops or mobsters or some other guns/knife/bat-wielding foes. Heh, foes. He was starting to think like Sapnap… and he was starting to feel like Karl— where was his damn key? Karl had literal worlds full of stuff to keep track of, it only made sense he got turned around and mixed up, what was Quackity’s excuse? 

Finally, a glint caught his eye and he snatched up the silver piece of metal, stuffing it into his sleeve and practically skipping to the front. Their home was really just the back half of the casino so he just walked through into the back room. Schlatt and Charlie were sitting at a table, various game pieces scattered across the top, counting cards, chips, and cash. Charlie seemed to be in the middle of a failed game of solitaire and was stacking up a house of cards while Schlatt was just old-fashioned sorting, looking rather bored. It was a quiet night for them. Probably a few drinks and catching up till bed after they double-check the games for cheating. Quackity would usually join them but it wasn’t strange for him not to show. He gave them a wave as he walked past, motion enough for them to look up and acknowledge him. 

Schlatt only glanced up before returning to his work. “What’s with the getup?” 

“I told youse, I’m going out tonight.” 

“Doesn’t answer my question.” 

“I’m going out to meet my partners.” Quackity struck a joking pose. “No harm in good impressions.” 

“Hey,” Charlie frowned childishly, “aren’t we your partners?” 

Quackity chuckled, rolling his eyes, “Of course. My new partners, then. Actually, lemme see a cut of that doe, I wanna butter ‘em up tonight.” He snatched a few bills from the table and turned to make his exit. 

“Wait,” Schlatt commanded, still barely looking up from his work. “Partners like you’re out for coffee to discuss getting new tables?” He took a sharp bite of his apple, eyes lazily growing dark. “Or do youse mean partners like I outta trail behind... y’know, keep you from gettin’ lead poisoning.” 

“Uh...” Quackity blinked. “Partners like I’m off to a petting party.”  

Schlatt choked. Charlie laughed while he coughed, moving to pat his back and smiled at Quackity. “Well, good luck.” 

Quackity narrowed his eyes as he was almost certain he caught a ‘all knows you need it’ under Charlie’s breath. He played it cool and simply snapped, “Hey, I don’t need no luck. Certainly not from you.” 

“Sorry, sorry, didn’t mean to offend.” Charlie held his hands up, grin still plastering his face. “Was just wishing you the best.” 

“Yeah... yeah,” Schlatt nodded, coming out of his state but still red-faced. Whether it was from embarrassment or lack of air Quackity couldn’t tell. He rolled his eyes again, smiling but waving goodbye without giving them a chance to drag him onto another conversation.

He stepped into the front, waiting patiently by the front of the door. Karl had said they’d meet him at the Vidrio, but should he wait inside or out? He paced, routinely adjusting his feathered headband and combing the actual feathers on his wings. He still worried he was overdressing a little but when he tried to lessen his look he panicked about underdressing. He wanted to look good for his boyfriends, a bit of makeup wouldn’t hurt that... would it? In the end, he’d settled on a simple pale blue dress, eyeliner, and a small headband. Nothing too gaudy but he still looked good. He looked good in everything, of course, he had absolutely nothing to worry about. So why was he all jittery? What, was he suddenly a dud? It didn’t matter. It was probably just because of the surprise factor. 

He’d assumed they would come and get outfits at his place (no offense to them, they just really couldn’t go the way they usually dressed) but Karl had insisted they pick him up like a “proper date.” He didn’t know what Karl knew about proper dates or when he’d started to care about them, most of their dates involved some form of running for their lives. Quackity wasn’t complaining but he’d be lying if he said the idea of just being a snuggle pup for a change wasn’t wildly appealing, especially if it meant getting to have Sapnap and Karl got to hang out in his world and not just flee and sneak. There were some nice things here he felt he never got to show them. 

He sunk into himself, suddenly feeling ashamed. It was bad manners, it was. Combining his work and love life to the point he may as well have made chumps out of his own boyfriends. He knew they didn’t mind, it was all new and fun for them and he was pretty sure Sapnap did the same thing. (He wasn’t entirely sure what his job was, like a knight sure but where was the line between work and just regular old Quarrian life?) Still. He should take them dancing more or something. Technically, that’s what he was doing here but he’d like to make a better habit of it, it really sounded like the bees- 

A bright, impossible, but familiar, swirl interrupted his thoughts. He straightened himself, quickly fixing his headband one last time. His heart was pounding out of his chest— but not because he was nervous, because he was excited. He couldn’t stop himself from smiling like a giddy sap as out from the portal stepped Karl and Sapnap. His breath was caught in his throat as he got a good look at them. He wasn’t sure what he expected, nothing bad, but he mentally made a note to give them an apology for being SO wrong. Whatever he’d imagined, they looked a million times better. 

Sapnap was in a white dress shirt. He had on a maroon vest and black tie he clearly didn’t know how to wear but wore well nonetheless. He had his hair slicked back, completely showing his pretty silvery, misty, eyes. Quackity noted the headband he usually wore in his hair was tied in a ribbon around his neck. Sapnap just couldn’t be without it, he warmly mused. 

Karl had on something with colors in patterns like Quackity had never seen before, not in his world at least, which— of course, it was Karl. Beautiful, strange, mysterious, adorable Karl. The top of the pantsuit was made of several pale shades of green. They washed over it like waves of seafoam, a strip of pale purple lace swirled around it, almost mimicking a deconstructed form of his usual crazy attire. A herringbone cap was pulled over his head, shaping brown curls. 

Quackity stared, absolutely gobsmacked, until his brain caught up to his eyes. Sapnap was saying something and waving his hand a little. Quackity blinked, shaking himself out of it. Egad, he was goofy for them. Luckily, Karl and Sapnap didn’t seem to mind his zoning out. In fact, Karl seemed to find it tickling, he clearly held in a giggle as Quackity snapped to. Quackity guessed this wasn’t the first time he’d found himself stunned. It certainly wouldn’t be the last either. 

“Hey, jackpot,” Sapnap gently flicked his forehead. “I asked how you think we look.”  

“You... good. You look good. Mmhmm,” he managed to squeak out, finally remembering to close his mouth. Slick. He was slick. 

“I’m glad you like it,” Karl chuckled. “I know you don’t really trust me to dress myself for nice places in Prowa.” 

“Hey, I never said I didn’t trust you!”

“You never said it, no.”

Quackity gave Karl a small punch in the shoulder. He flinched way more than was warranted, stumbling dramatically, but a broad smile settled on both their faces. 

“Aw, sugar! Did I hurt you?” 

“Yes!” 

“Hey, hey! Sir,” Sapnap stepped between them, also joking. “What is wrong with you, daring to assault my beloved in front of me?”  He threateningly toward over Quackity, grabbing his shoulders and backing him up against the wall. His eyes flickered with playful malice. He leaned in close, expression caught between a smirk and a snarl, completely aware of the growing blush on Quackity’s face. “I’ve half a mind to challenge you, and another half to crush you right here for your audacity.” 

“Aw, my knight in shining armor,” Karl sarcastically patted Sapnap’s shoulder, thoroughly less impressed by the display than Quackity. “Whatever would I do without you here to defend me from this sweet, cuddly, small, duckling?”

“Hey!” Quackity snapped defensively. “I could fuck you up if I-“ 

“Ey, Q! Have you seen-“ Schlatt stopped upon seeing the scene, turning on his heel and walking right back into the back. “Nevermind. Not my business. None of my business. Absolutely not my business…” 

“I-“ Sapnap dropped his boyfriend (who crumpled onto the floor in laughter), instantly turning a shade twelve times redder than Quackity had been. “I am so sorry.” 

“Ah- Schlatt?” Karl called over Quackity’s wheezing. “Schlatt, it’s fine-“

“NONE OF MY BUSINESS!” A shout came from the backroom. 

Quackity dropped his face into his hands, his chortling turned to full hysterics as he sat curled up against the wall. His dress, which he had been so unreasonable nervous about moments before, creased and probably picked up some grime from the floor. He didn’t care at all. Now that his boyfriends were actually beside him he could care less if he was painted green and orange. He had no one to impress, at least no one who would let anything bad happen over a stupid look. “Oh,” he snickered, the burst dying down. “Oh wow.” He wiped his eyes as jubilant tears stung, apathetic as he’d become he hoped his makeup didn’t run. It wasn’t necessary but he’d still like to look nice for the occasion. He pulled himself to his feet, brushing off his outfit and sighing. “Ah. He’s got a point though, really should be saving that for the party.”

“Speaking of which—“ Karl snapped his fingers in a jazzy rhythm. “Are we ready to go?” 

“Yes, let’s!” Sapnap turned with Karl as all three of them began to speed out the door.

Quackity made sure to bump in front of them before they made it out, he was not letting Karl anywhere near the wheel.  

The car ride was bright and lively although quiet. Quackity couldn’t help but grin just being next to these goons, one could practically feel Karl vibrating with excitement in the back, even Sapnap seemed to be enjoying the drive (he’d never quite gotten over the time Karl had offered to drive... Quackity could barely blame him for remaining he cautious and paranoid around automobiles). The blanched twilight hummed overhead as they made their way through the streets. It was relatively empty this time of night, too late for errands but just before everything started to swing. They pulled into the end of the road and all stepped out.

“It’s a bit of a walk the rest of the way,” Quackity explained. “Especially cause ‘s considered… ‘impolite’ to pull attention.” 

“Hmm…” Sapnap nodded, glancing behind them.

“What’s up?” Karl put a hand on his shoulder. 

“Nothing.” 

“You sure?” 

“It’s fine, I just-“ 

“Just what?” 

“Uh, maybewecouldgoseeSchlattandCharlie?”

“Huh?” Karl blinked. 

“Is… Schlatt and Charlie coming? Could we go get them?”

“N-no?” Quackity stammered, surprised to say the least. “This— uh- ain’t exactly the kind of party you bring your family to. Not ‘less they got dates of their own... and you know Charlie ain’t keen on that stuff.”

“Okay, well, maybe we could spend some time with them for a while at the casino? Before we commit here. The night is young!”

“I means, I’m pumped for your sudden urge to hang out with them and all, but I kind of wanted to spend time with the two of you.”

“Ah-“ Sapnap shrunk into himself. “Of course, I- me as well, I’m so sorry to imply otherwise. I was just thinking Charlie may like to hear about the slimes...” He trailed off, fiddling with the headband around his neck, just the slightest hint of panic on his face. He was very good at hiding it but Quackity and Karl knew him better than that. They shared a glance, this had nothing to do with Charlie. 

“Spice, are youse nervous?” 

“N-no!” 

“You sure? We don’t gots to do nothing you don’t wanna.” 

“Yeah, it’s just-“ 

“Chivalry and all that?” Karl chimed in, sympathetic. “I know our courting isn’t exactly conventional.” 

“No. Well, not exactly. Ah... think I’m merely... flustered?” 

“Flustered?” They spoke at once. 

He nodded, rubbing the back of his neck. “It’s just… romance in my world is so different. Much more complicated. It involves a lot of the other’s family and specific sets or roles for meetings, it changes depending on how long you’ve been together and what kingdoms you hail from, so such and so forth. I’ve never been a martinet for the rules but, the way you describe these kinds of parties, I- I- find myself… lost.” 

Karl blinked. “So, you’re used to having a bunch of guidelines and, while you don’t miss them, are floundering without the stencil?” Sapnap nodded at the ground. He took a breath and shook his head, clearing his mind before bowing slightly. He held his left arm over his chest, middle knuckle up with his pinky and thumb slightly out, keeping the rest of his hand balled in a fist. Quackity recognized the symbol by now as something like a salute of the Nether kingdom. It was used to show respect while speaking. He stopped himself from rolling his eyes, remembering the formality was only habit. 

“I apologize for my trepidation,” Sapnap held a bashful tone. “I am just not used to courti-“ he paused, searching for the word, “dates being so… open. I don’t mean that as an insult to your world! I only-.” 

“Okay, buddy,” Quackity pushed Sapnap upright by his shoulders. He seemed confused but obliged. “I get it’s polite and nice for you but, if you really love me, please never do this again.” 

“Do... what?” 

“You have a habit of getting all formal when you’re worried you’re messing up with us.” Karl shrugged. 

“I do?” 

“I don’t know.” Quackity tapped his chin. “Let’s see.” Without warning, he grabbed Sapnap by the shoulders and takes him downward, planting a firm kiss right on his lips. He tensed a little as he felt a sudden wave of hotness wash over him (that was to be expected from surprising a demon) but stayed in the moment. As he pulled away, Sapnap blinked a few times, stunned although the faintest hint of a smile shone through. His gelled hair fell just a little messy.

“What the fuck, Quackity?” 

“There we go! Back to normal! You see the difference?”

“I- I guess so!” He nodded, a look of mild surprise mixing his comprehension as if he’d just realized what color his own eyes were. 

“Now, did youse like that?”

“Yes?”

“You want more?” 

“Yes...”

“You wanna go inside?” 

“Yeah.” Sapnap energetically nodded, slamming the car door shut, slicking back his hair again, and holding out his arms. “Yes, I do.”

Karl jumped between them, linking arms on his side before Quackity had the chance, and holding out his own instead. Quackity shot him a look but took it, joined by Sapnap in confusion at the sudden demand to be in the middle. Karl only smiled as they made their way down the street, nearly skipping at the attention until he lowly murmured, “So… do I get a kiss?” Quackity opened his mouth, smiling, but was cut off by Sapnap swiftly swooping in and planting one on Karl’s cheek.

“Oh- you-!” Quackity squawked, envy and agitation peaking his tone. “I was gonna-!” 

“Well, I did.” 

“Boys, boys, I do have two hands… and two cheeks,” Karl half-sang, leaning over to Quackity awaiting his kiss. 

“Oh, no. Fuck you. You’re gonna have to wait for it now,” Quackity pouted. Sapnap let out a taunting laugh as Karl gasped in mock offense. Well, probably mock. Regardless, Quackity only smirked and turned to face a door in the wall next to them. “Besides, we’re here!” He unlinked his arm, rattling out a little pattern into the door. It opened slowly, revealing a dapperly dressed serpentine blocking the view inside. He smiled wildly as the warm smells and colors hit him regardless, it had been a while since he’d been to one of these, long before he ever met them and certainly not while they were dating, but he missed them. 

He couldn’t wait to share this.

[anxiouslyfred]

Virgil’s Book Signing

Summary: Virgil’s soulmate had left dark or disturbing thoughts appearing on his wrist so often he started writing story responses to them. Now releasing his third compliation of short stories is he meeting his most grateful fan, or his soulmate?

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Virgil's Soulmate had been the one to first start him writing, and his family the ones who had, behind his back, started sending those stories to writing competitions. Specifically his brother Logan had done so, using the excuse that it could be a profitable skill if Virgil only went the right way about releasing it to the world.

He didn't really believe that and remained more than happy with his job being steady work in the marketing department of a large local company. Virgil didn't see any trouble in letting his brother occasionally send his stories off though, so long as he didn't get forced into writing anything formal and only had limited occasions of doing publicity.

It seemed easier than arguing with Logan on the subjects, or pointing out how elevated his anxiety was about anyone outside of his family reading the stories, let alone complete strangers judging them. Besides, the fact Logan somehow got collections of his short stories published, giving him an extra source of income as well as another excuse to make his brother help or just plain do his taxes for him. Virgil wasn't the maths whiz between them and definitely needed all the reasons he could to make Logan help with taxes.

Besides, it did give him structure when Virgil wanted to travel. He could see more of the country on book signing events and actually use up those holiday days he earned. It didn't make sense to save them constantly over the years, especially when it would help the books sales.

The funniest thing was when media tried to dismiss the times he openly referred to his soulmates thoughts as an inspiration for his writing. People felt that being open over what your soulmate was thinking about was an invasion of privacy, especially when you hadn't met them yet, but Virgil had had to write or panic about who they were.

He'd spent a lot of his schooling panicking over the thoughts before a school counsellor suggested writing responses to the thoughts down, or making some kind of story about them. To be honest, Virgil had agreed that there must be some kind of story behind 'what if you jumped out of a moving car?' being followed the next day by 'could humans learn to speak dog by sniffing their butts?' and had been curious over how he could answer that.

Over the years the thoughts that would appear on his wrist in the evening got gradually darker, more sinister, but Virgil had grown to enjoy the horror genre anyway, so attempting to write short stories for it had been a challenge he willingly rose to.

If only his first 2 collections of short stories hadn't done so well his book signings now had to be booked ahead of time if there was a Q&A section.

/To his avid reader\

The thoughts that appeared on Remus's wrist so often concerned him sometimes. They were filled with so much doubt constantly, doubt over his soulmate's skills and their ability to deal with things, and occasionally just plain fears over something that's been in the news.

He tried to focus at least some time every day to just focus on sending positive thoughts to his Soulmate, hoping beyond hope that just maybe they would be the thoughts that got sent over that day. It didn't seem like Remus had managed to make that happen yet, and he dreaded to imagine that perhaps some of his intrusive thoughts appeared to them instead.

When something horrible or twisted wrapped itself around his brain, scaring Remus with just how dark the images he came up with could become, it could take all his focus up for hours or days. Reading different types of horror sometimes helped get the thoughts out of his head though, so he tried, kept an eye out for stories that seemed to match similar plots or themes to the ones his thoughts would repeat.

Being gifted a collection of short stories by V. Cowell had been a godsend a few years back, and even now, Remus would return to that original volume. With the other collection finally received as well as slowly accumulating the mixed collections that had one or two of V. Cowell's stories in them, it began to felt like his thoughts weren't terrifying so much as unfinished tales.

He wasn't alone in having these thoughts, just needed some guidance to find the conclusion of them and that was what he found in V. Cowell's stories. When he heard about the signing event being held by his local bookshop for a third collection by V. Cowell, Remus was already calling them to book his place at the event. He just had to meet the person who had helped him so much.

/Night of the Book Signing Event\

Remus was bouncing in his seat, clinging to the book and torn between immediately reading it and getting every memory he could of seeing V. Cowell. He'd never wanted to know about the writer but at the same time now he had been handed to chance to actually ask a question, or maybe even talk when he started signing books, there was just so much about Cowell he wished he knew.

“Good Evening Everyone. Welcome to our event this evening.” One of the managers of the shop had moved onto the podium they'd set up, waving to the audience while getting their attention.

A smattering of people clapped, while Remus just rolled his eyes, scanning the edges of the podium for a glimpse of his favourite writer. He was only half listening to the spiel the manager was saying, even less once he spotted someone hunching into a hoodie. They looked completely out of place, but also as though they'd argued with someone about what to wear because there was definitely a dress shirt and tie under the hoodie.

“So I introduce to the stage, Virgil Cowell, the author of the collection 'Every Soul in the Forest'.” Remus beamed, bouncing enough to get dirty looks from the people sat near to him as his hoodie clad man stepped up. His favourite author was breaking the unspoken dress codes and oh, Remus just liked him more for it.

The rest of the evening span by in a blur for Remus. He hung off of every word said, and actually got to ask what Virgil meant when he said the inspiration for his stories came from his soulmate. It almost made him dream that he was the one sending thoughts to V. Cowell when he described the stories as responses to thoughts that had unsettled him when they originally appeared. That felt like far too wonderful a thing to occur.

When he'd gone to get his book signed, he'd been giddy, only able to repeat a million times just how much the stories Virgil had already published had helped him. The writer had seemed a little stunned, but very grateful for the words, and the embroidered recreation of a scene from one of his stories Remus had brought with him. He hadn't intended to give it away, only just it as a grounding texture if needed, but when faced with meeting Virgil just saying thank you with words hadn't felt like enough.

He could do another embroidery anyway. The pin pricks even helped remind him of the real world sometimes.

Remus didn't even think to look at his wrist until he'd been trying to sleep, and finding himself too excited, for an hour. The words did anything except help him sleep.

'Nice Embroidery but this gratefulness for some stories I wrote really seems extreme. You okay, Bouncy?'

Either fate was incredibly cruel, or his soulmate actually, really, properly was V. Cowell.

/Back to the Writer\

Doing book signings was always exhausting for Virgil. It took a lot of energy to keep on socialising for people for as long as they lasted. By the time he'd had dinner and got back to his hotel all he wanted was to curl up in bed and sleep for the next day.

He still had to check his wrist first, know that his soulmate was alive, even if their thoughts rarely said if they were okay or not.

'It's truly V. Cowell. THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU! Guess I can't just scream that at him. Have to find a better way to say... I have my embroidery with me!! That can say thank you, can't it?'

Virgil blinked at the words on his wrist, taking a moment to double, triple and quadruple check it wasn't his imagination that his wrist specifically mentioned meeting him.

Sometime through the entire Q&A, and the book signing afterwards, he had met his soulmate and apparently all they had wanted to do was thank him. That... That was the most wonderful, terrifying thing he'd ever heard. His soulmate would have some image of him in their minds when he probably wouldn't even...

Wait, the thought mentioned that embroidery he was given. He could remember the face and a man bouncing and hopping in front of the signing desk. The man who had actually asked how, rather than dismissing the idea that he got inspiration from his soulmate's thoughts.

The issue now would just be meeting the man again, when he only had the next day in town before travelling to the next event. He'd have to try going back to the bookshop at least.

He mentally  promised to do that while drifting off to sleep. Hopefully by the end of tomorrow he'd have his soulmate with him.

/Outside the Bookshop\

Virgil could see someone bouncing around the front of the store from the end of the street. Either his soulmate had come back hoping to see him again or just get contact information to write to him, or there were far too many bouncy people in his town.

“It's you!!! You did come back this morning! What thought did you get last night? Please tell me? Please, please please?” As soon as Virgil was close enough to be recognised the man was bounding over to him, seeming like the human embodiment of an over excited Labrador with the zoomies.

He had to snicker at the response, just pushing his sleeve up and holding his arm out. “So I'm guessing there was something in the thought you got which gave away it was me?” He muttered, wishing the quiet voice would stop them from getting attention, but knowing the exuberance of his soulmate that wouldn't work.

“Yep! You sent me a thought actually about me! Is my name Bouncy now? Do I need to introduce myself again? Can I run away and join your book tour and move in with you now? Or should I just become your biggest fan and follow you around without announcing that we're soulmates?” Bouncy definitely suited the man as he spoke a mile a minute, but Virgil shook his head.

“Let's go with an introduction and Bouncy can be a nickname for you.” He offered, before thinking the rest of the ramble through. “I can probably get you included on this book tour, but really don't want you immediately moving in. How about you finish the tour with me, then come back to sort out whatever things need doing for you to move to town? That'd give us time to at least get to know each other for a while, and give you a separate place for when we need space from each other.”

His Soulmate nodded, jumping forward to hug him for a second. “Fantastic! I'm Remus, and did you really write those stories to respond with my thoughts? I kept trying to send you comforting ones, but I guess I had no luck with that!”

“Great to meet you properly Remus, and well, I had to respond in some way to calm the anxiety some of those thoughts caused.” Virgil shrugged, but turned to lead them towards a cafe he'd spotted down the street.

Remus took his hand, watching him for a moment as though checking it was okay as he followed along. “They really helped me so much. I still just want to thank you for them more.”

“Given you literally got me a side job as a writer, I think we're even.” Virgil countered, smirking when that fact stunned Remus. He knew it would take a while to break the gratitude loop Remus seemed to be stuck in for him, but given it was his thoughts that were the inspiration, Virgil had the key to get through eventually.

[sassytrickster666]

Fluff alphabet : Donny Donowitz

A while back I saw a couple of templates this Fluff Alphabet concept is based on. Unfortunately I cannot remember which(really not intentional, id never copy ideas/templates on purpose) . If you think I've gotten inspired reading your work, please let me know! 

A = Admiration (What does he absolutely adore/admire about you?)

-Your ability to always stay calm. It amazes him how you stay calm no matter what happens. When there's an emergency you´re able to keep your shit together and do something about it. 

-How ballsy you are. You can't stand when people are being a jerk for no reason and you call them out even if they are twice your size. 

-Your reliability. Donny knows you will always be there for him. A thought that calms him and makes him feel warm and fuzzy. You won´t leave him for no reason. You comfort him when he needs it (even if he says he doesn't) and you support him. 

B = Baby (Does he want a family? Why/why not?)

Yes. Yes. Yesssssss. I cannot express how much this man wants to start a family with his one great love.  Even with all the crap he has seen, the idea of bringing something as pure and innocent as a baby into this world with you is very appealing. 

When you're pregnant he´d be giddy. Completely and wholly his. He'd spoil his princess even more than usual. Extra pillow underneath your head, accompanying you everywhere, opening up doors for you. Honestly, his ´helpfulness´ drives you crazy sometimes. 

C = Cuddle (how do you cuddle each other?)

-Big spoon. Every time. Tends to throw his leg over yours in his sleep, which in turn makes sure you´re not going anywhere. -Very intense cuddler. Likes to surprise you by grabbing/cuddling you from behind and lifting you up (especially when there's other people present like his friends).

-Really loves it when you snuggle up against him, laying your head on his chest. When you do this it is another reassurance that you feel utterly and completely safe and relaxed when you are with him. 

D =Doll (What pet names does he use?)

Doll, babe, sugar, cutiepie , and his favourite; princess.

E = evenings (how do they spend their evening? So they go out? Do they read?)

While he loves hanging out with the boys he loves it even more when you join them. You get along really well with Wicki and Aldo so why wouldn't he try to take you with him? As soon as you guys had the baby he preferred just staying home with you both being wholesome and all. 

F = first date (what was it like?)

He took you out to play pool. After both of you getting over your nerves there was lots of banter. He discovered you were better at it than he expected you to be. Tough, you totally did pretend you sucked at first so he had no choice but to show you how to play. He didn't mind ´having´ to be so close to you one bit. 

G = Gentle (Are they gentle? If so, how?)

He tries to be. He is such a bull in a china shop. He's big, he's loud… and secretly quite clumsy. The sheer amount of times he accidentally headbutted you is astounding. He makes up for it by giving you the gentlest of kisses on you forehead when he leaves for work or simply thinks you're being cute. 

H = Hands (How does he like to hold hands?)

He likes holding hands, but he prefers it when you hook your arm through his. What can I say, he likes having you close to him. It also makes it easier for him to sneak kisses. 

I = Impression (What was his first impression?)

The basterds introduced the two of you. He thought you were hella pretty and had a good sense of humour. The fact that you could hold your own around these men sure said something about you too. 

J = Jealous (Does he get jealous easily?) Depends who gets close to you. He never gets jealous when any of the other basterds get near you. You could have Aldo hanging around your neck and Wicki winking at you and he won't give it a second thought. He trusts these boys with anything. However, these are not things strange men should do if they like having nuts. Or eating without a straw. Seriously, he knows you can handle yourself perfectly fine but he just doesn't trust others. He knows what men are capable of and he is protective AF. No one gets near his princess. Not that anyone that knows this huge man belongs to you would try anything. 

K = Kiss (How does he kiss? Who initiated the first kiss?)

He kissed you on the lips first. You´d kissed his cheek long before that. You usually did when saying goodbye. This time he just couldn't help himself. You were so close to him, laughing at his jokes, touching his arm. He kissed you firmly on the lips, waiting for a response from you. Once you realised what was happening and kissed him back he immediately grabbed you and held you close to him, deepening it. 

Donny is a passionate kisser and never passes up a chance to kiss you hello or goodbye or goodnight. He also likes to kiss you to assert his dominance over other men. 

L = Love (Who said I love you first?)

He looooooves going picknicking with you. Just chilling out in the park or in the woods, enjoying some good food and each other's company. It was one of the first dates you went on and he will never forget the way you looked in your navy coloured dress, smiling up at him. It was the moment he realised he would never let you go. That he loves you to bits. It took him another week or so to casually tell you this when going to bed. As if it weren't anything significant or interesting. 

M=Mad (Do you often disagree? What happens if you do?)

You do tend to bicker about the stupidest things. But it's a nice way of bickering. It's usually playful and you just try to convince one another. If you do actually get in a fight, Donny gets uncharacteristically quiet. To be honest, it kind of scares you, even though he would never do anything to hurt you. After you've cooled off he comes up to you to make up. 

N = no (what is their pet peeve?)

Loud chewing, rude people, people that clip their nails in public, and socks that get lost in the laundry. WHERE DO THEY GO??? 

O = Orange (which color reminds him of you?)

This is so utterly fucking cheesy, but the colour that reminds him most of you is red. It is the colour of love. Donny always has been and will be a sucker for cheesy things. He also likes to ask you if it hurt when you fell from heaven. Get matching coffee cups. 

P = parent (what kind of parent would they be?)

He's quite protective of his kids, especially of his baby girl. Real papa Bear material. I pity the boy that wants to date his daughter…. He can be tough at times, especially when they did something he really dislikes like being disrespectful or lying. He would never hurt his kids but he would ground them in a heartbeat. That said, he would do anything for his kids as he´d do for you. 

Q = Queasy (How they handle being sick or you being sick)

When you get sick, he's such a sweetheart. He fluffs your pillow, gets you medicine and attempts to make you soup to help you feel better (he can't cook to save his life, so you can imagine how well that went). You often tell him you can actually get around and so some chores with a bit of a temperature or a simple stomach ache. He won't have any of that though. 

Donny doesn't get sick often, but when he does he is such a man about it. 

R = Rainy Day (what does he like to do with you on rainy days?) Stay in. Get cozy. Play games. Have friends over. Have some drinks.

S = smile (what makes them smile without fail) Your face when you have to get out of bed in the morning: a slightly grumpy, sleepy bed head looking up at him. You being overly excited about a pet or animal. You surprising him with a hug.

T = together (how clingy are they? How long do you two spend together per day on average)

Donny works quite a lot and he works hard. He takes care of his family and likes to spend a good amount of time with them (he takes you with him of course ). You don't have a lot of alone time. However, as soon as he comes home from work he quickly makes his way to you to sweep you up in his arms and shows you how much he missed you during the day. He then spends the next half hour following you around in the kitchen.  

U = Unencumbered (what helps him relax?) Doing sports (have you seen him?), having fun with friends, he also finds watching you cook or bake (and eatin it afterwards) very relaxing and mostly, actually, having sex. 

V = videos (do they take lots of videos or photos during your relationship?)

He keeps a photograph of you with him wherever he goes. It's his lucky charm. You two also keep a small photo album with photos of the most important moments. This includes some pictures of him and the guys, pictures of your wedding day and pictures of your family and kids. 

W = Wedding (What is your wedding like?)

It's a given that Donny likes to joke around and pull crazy shit. Not on his wedding day he doesn't. He is a nervous wreck when getting ready. He takes everything going well very seriously. What will you look like? Will you have gotten cold feet at the thought of spending your entire life with his crazy, annoying ass. Are they stupid and ungrounded thoughts? 100 percent. Do they successfully drive him nuts and jittery? Definitely. And definitely a couple sips of Aldo´s bourbon worthy. The wedding itself was pretty simple. The people you loved were there. Traditions were honored and the food was good. Donny couldn't hold back the tiny tear that slipped down his cheek when he saw you in your dress.  

X = eXtra (what’s an interesting fact about them that they don’t tell anyone about?) Once upon a time when you were dating he decided to steal your bathrobe to open the door for the delivery guy and he kind of never stopped stealing your bathrobe. Have in mind your bathrobe is really big (for you) and pink. And Fluffy. And Donny is a tall man so it comes up to just about the middle of his hairy thigh. It's hilarious that you actually had to buy yourself a new one.

Y = yuck (what do they hate? Could be a food, sent, word anything)

This isn't really a hard one honestly. The thing he hates most in this world are nazis and bigots alike. It makes his blood boil like nothing else. 

Other things he hates are: people that are unnecessarily rude or disrespectful, wet socks, and smelly cheeses. 

Z = Zebra (if he wanted a pet, what would he get?)

A dog. He thinks they´re great companions, and you can get crazy with them. Also, he wants a big dog. He doesn't get along with cats at all. Wouldn't know how to act around them. He always gets scratched.

[plush-rabbit]

SFW Alphabet - Atsuhiro Sako

A: Affection (How affectionate are they with a s/o?)

Atsuhiro is quite affectionate. He constantly has a hand on his significant other commonly located on their hand, back and even thigh if they’re sitting close to each other. He’s a gentleman; if you’re cold- he’s draping his jacket over you and brining you close to him. He loves to peck at your cheek and nuzzle into the curve of your neck.

B: Breath (What could their s/o do to take their breath away?)

Since he lost his arm in a rather gruesome way moments after witnessing a close friend get murdered, he often times has nightmares and phantom pains. He’s absolutely going to go silent and possibly stop breathing if you were to wake up and comfort him. It’ll take a long time of trust and partnership but if you were to massage at the residual limb or rub oils on it, he’s going to fall deeper in love.

C: Cuddling (Do they cuddle? If they do, how and when do they cuddle?)

He’s okay with cuddling. He either likes to stretch out or lay completely still in his sleep so cuddling kind of messes that up a bit. If he were to cuddle, it would be right before bed where you’re curled up on his side or he’s resting on your chest. Cuddles are usually most prominent after nightmares or before or after missions. He mostly prefers to stay awake and admire you.

D: Dream (What do they dream of doing with their s/o?)

He dreams of one day to just take you out to a really nice restaurant. Those types where you have to make reservation and everything on the menu is overpriced but it’s fine because he got to take you out and treat you to something that he’s been planning since you two began dating. He just wants to make you feel good for at least a night where he can stare at you and eat.

E: Effort (How much effort do they put into a relationship?)

He puts in a fair amount of effort. He does his best to get you gifts that he knows you’ll like or need. He wants to make sure that you know you’re loved and will you remind you every time you happen to be feeling down. Often times, he’ll even go old school and get you flowers and a box of candy that you like.

F: Fear (What do they do if their s/o is scared? How do they handle it?)

You help him out during his bad dreams- he’s going to do his best to comfort you. He’s a showman at heart, exaggerated and talkative. He’s going to just talk until you fall back asleep. He’ll talk nonsense most times, trying to get your mind off of the fear, but the further you go into the relationship and sleep- he’ll talk about himself and his dreams. If the fear is something tangible, he’ll do his best to take care of but if it’s an emotional of psychological response to a trigger, he’s removing you from the situation.

G: Gifts (What type of gifts do they give their s/o? Do they want a gift in return?)

His gifts are old school, most often flowers and a box of candy, making both items appear out of thin air and he has this wide, arrogant grin when he hands them to you. Sometimes, he’ll also get you things that you need or were eyeing earlier. If it’s a big date, he’s going to make you something or give you something of great value.

H: Hugs (Do they hug their s/o? How often?)

Atsuhiro hugs quite often but only in private areas. He’s going to have a hand on you and often kiss you in public but hugs to him are bit more intimate. He likes to lean on you, and press his face into your shoulders or crook of your neck and just rest there, taking a moment to just breathe.

I: Intimacy (How romantic are they? Do they have problems with intimacy?)

He’s fairly romantic. He knows when to turn on the charm and smile wide with his pearly whites showing. He always tries to put his best foot forward with you and will never come off as crude. He likes to think he does well with intimacy. He isn’t all that frightened of it but he is cautious of it and little gestures speak much louder than larger ones.

J: Jealous (Do they get jealous? How do they act when jealous?)

He rarely gets jealous. He trusts you enough to know that you wouldn’t chest on him. He’ll only get jealous if someone seems to be a bit too close to you- whether they’re flirting or teasing you, it’s all the same in his eyes. He immediately interjects and if it’s someone that has no real significance to what he does, he’ll marbleize them. But if they are part of the cause, then he’s just removing you from the situation or marbleizing them but placing them in a different room.

K: Kiss (Are they a good kisser? Do they like to kiss? How often do they try to kiss you?)

He’s a good kisser. He’s attractive and was able to keep a low profile for some time that allowed him to date and whatnot. He loves to kiss, loves to peck or pepper, loves to hold you close while he his tongue peeks out and licks at your bottom lip. He kisses often, public kisses are chaste while private kisses are slow and sensual.

L: Love (When do they say they love you? How often do they say it? Do they prefer to say or show it?)

The word appears later in the relationship. Possibly comes after you help him out of a nightmare and it’s whispered out in the in between of sleep and consciousness. He says it quite often, picking you up and peppering you in kisses and prefers to show it with gifts or little reminders that he knows- favorite popsicle flavor, favorite chip brand, etc.

M: Marriage (Do they want to get married? If so, what kind of ceremony?)

Maybe. He doesn’t necessarily want it since he loves you and is confident that the relationship doesn’t need something legal to recognize it but he does like hearing the term “husband” roll off your tongue. If he were, the ceremony would be small but extravagant. And brightly colored.

N: Night Out (What type of dates do they like to go on? How often do they like to go on them?)

He likes to keep dates relatively simple. If it was an important occasion, he’s going to put effort into it. He’ll probably cook something and serve it at candlelight and gift you something during it or make sure that you’re dolled up. He likes to go on them at least twice a month. They don’t have to be anything big, simplicity works fine since he just wants to spend time with you.

O: Out of the Ordinary (What’s something they don’t normally do with/for their s/o?)

There isn’t anything he isn’t willing to do for you, if you ask and jut your bottom lip out; he’s going to say yes to whatever you want. He will probably have limits early on the relationship but he’ll still try to make you happy to the best of his ability.

P: Playful (Are they playful in a relationship? If so, how do they play around/mess with their s/o?)

He’s quite playful. He loves making you laugh and will often tease you by marbleizing or hiding something of yours. He’s quite tall so he’s also going to hold things over your head and tease you. Be prepared to hear jokes if you’re feeling or looking a bit glum.

Q: Questions (Do they ask their s/o their opinion on things? Do they share theirs?)

It’s expected that you’re going to offer your opinions to him. He wants to make sure that whatever he does- whether it is using his quirk, an outfit, or anything new that he’s trying, he wants to make sure that it’s satisfactory. He’s going to say his opinions if you ask. Sometimes they’ll just blurt out but for the most part, he’ll wait for your approval.

R: Random (How spontaneous is their relationship? Do they do things on the spot or plan ahead?)

There are moments in the relationship where it can become spontaneous. He prefers to plan dates ahead but in his line of work there’s only so much planning that can be done. Spontaneous dates are fun because they just happen and you two will usually use that time to just be together.

S: Sleep (How do they sleep with their s/o?)

Atsuhiro sleeps one of two ways; he’s either sprawled out on the bed or sleeps on his back which means you’re either curled up at his side or you’re sleeping on him because that’s the only place you can fit. If you sleep on him, he won’t move and will throw an arm around you in the middle of the night.

T: Trust (How much do they trust their s/o?)

He places a lot of trust in you the longer the relationship lasts. He’d place his entire life in your hands and would have this earnest look as he says it. The trust builds up gradually, at first it’s just him removing the mask and then the balaclava mask and then letting you take care of him during a nightmare to massaging at the residual limb.

U: Unique (What makes them unique as an s/o?)

Given who he is and his quirk, it’s very useful at getting you gifts that you like but are unable to get for various reasons. He likes to surprise you and will be giddy about it but will still try to make you guess before he reveals what he got you. He’s still a showman after all.

V: Vulnerable (How long until they can be vulnerable around their s/o? What are they like in this state?)

It takes a long time- about the same time as saying “I love you”.  He’s a bit sensitive and doesn’t necessarily want you to see him in agony- both mentally or physically. The nightmare was just a slip that he hadn’t expected but you seeing him without the prosthetic or seeing his downplayed personality is less common and only done when he wants to be taken care of for a bit.

W: Wild Card (Random headcanon)

A lot of his jokes are puns are dad ones. He’s funny but it’s also the sort of you’re-the-worst type of laughter where you’re clutching your stomach and it’s just so unbearably funny but also not.

X: X-Ray (What would they do if their s/o got injured?)

If his significant other were to be harmed, he’s immediately nullifying the threat. He’s quick on his feet, almost managed to get the jump on Overhaul if he weren’t injected with the drug. He’s calm and thinks clearly. And he’s silent. That’s probably the most noticeable change to him, not a single taunt is uttered as he goes straight for the kill.

Y: Yuck (Do they have any pet peeves about their s/o? Are there any habits that might bother their s/o?)

You need to have manners and good personal hygiene. He understands if you have a mental illness that gets in the ways of that but he’ll still try to make you take care of yourself. For you, it’s more so that he’s exaggerated. There’s nothing wrong with it and you love his quirks but he can’t ever seem to find the right time to tone it down until it’s too late. If it gets in the way of missions, you’re usually the one who has to pull him back on the right track.

Z: Zeal (Are they passionate as a s/o? Do they want or like passion?)

Atsuhiro is rather passionate. He wants you to know that you’re loved and will show the zest as much as he’s able to. He’s true to you before and after the vulnerability, confident in what he does and how he treats you. He always tries to make sure that the relationship doesn’t lose that zest.

[volleyball-dontknowher]

Can you do nsfw alphabet for hinata?

A?N: Ugg thank you for this, this is the first time I have really written (or thought about) NSFW for Hinata but I enjoyed it because he is totally a lovable goofball in the bedroom but also makes sure to treat his girl right. I love a good request and y’all are on the thirsty train and I am living for it!! If anyone else has requests I am happy to do them!!! 

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

He gets giggly after sex, he just thinks the world of you and can’t stop kissing you all over and just gives you a big goofy smile and tells you over and over that he loves you. He is so amazed by you and would do anything that you asked, he does get tired after and doesn’t love changing sheets after if you didn’t make a huge mess but he’s going to give you one of his shirts and loves to cuddle. 

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Hinata loves your legs he just loves how you wrap your legs around him when you’re cuddling him or when you;re doing it, he also loves how long and sexy they look when you are wearing shorts or a skirt, he loves leaving hickeys on your inner thighs and just it makes him really happy

Hinata loves his smile, it was the first thing you ever complimented about him and it just has stuck with him forever and he just gets so happy that you love seeing him smile. (Not NSFW but so true and so pure) 

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

When he cums it is always messy, it doesn’t matter if he cums in you, on you, or in your mouth, he literally cannot keep it clean. He loves cumming on your face, he just thinks that it is really hot like it just makes his entire being glow, he loves that you trust him enough and that you are literally coated in his cum. Hinata will never ever argue with you on where you want him to cum he is already so beyond himself that he has you to make him cum. 

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He would actually love to fuck you on a volleyball court while you’re wearing his uniform like something about the two things he loves would do absolutely everything for him and he would love to have the courage to ask you to do something like that for him 

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

The first time he has absolutely no idea what he is doing like it is almost embarrassing looking back at it now, he didn’t know where to put his hands or what foreplay is but after the first time he started to do some research and really try to learn because he wants to be the best (even though there isn’t a competition). 

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Hinata loves doing it with your legs over his shoulder, he likes how much control he has like that, and  that he can see your face as well as your boobs. You swear that he hits deepest like this and it has you cuming faster than anything else (which is why he loves it so much). He is also willing to try almost any position with you because he trusts you and if it goes wrong he’ll just laugh it off. He also loves cowgirl like you just are bare and on top of him and he couldn’t ask for anything better not even in a dream 

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Hinata is a goofball all the time and this doesn’t change in the moment, he is going to give you his big goofy grin and tell you you’re pretty and if you both are making out he is going to tickle you or poke at you just because he likes how it makes you squirm and he thinks that it’s cute. 

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Carpet is definitely a little bit darker than the drapes but just as unruly, he doesn’t bother doing too much with it but will trim it if he notices that it’s out of hand. 

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He makes his focused face once you really get into it because he wants it to go smoothly and to keep up his pace but he is also super loving, he likes to give you kisses and just tell you all of the amazing things about you and what made him fall in love with you. Sometimes he gets distracted and will start going on tangents about you when you are doing it and you have to pull him into a kiss or something to get him out of it because he could tell you how much he loved you forever. 

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He isn’t actually doesn’t masturbate that often, he really only does it when he has way too much energy pent up from the day. When he does though it is a whole ordeal for him, he likes it to be dark, in his bed with no pants and a locked door, he likes to imagine you there with him and doesn’t need much else because his imagination will run wild. He moans and whines when he gets close and has to grip his sheets with his other hand to refrain from losing it. He does however love to send you a “I wish you were here” text beforehand to see if he can have sex instead.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Hinata totally has a praise kink and loves hearing you tell him how good of a job he is doing. Hinata also has a thing for role playing. He loves seeing you dressed up and will try and play a cool character who gets to join in. 

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He is a simple boy, he loves it in one of your bedrooms where he can take his time (or not) and actually sex but that doesn’t mean that he won’t do it anywhere else, he just doesn’t want to be caught. Loves car sex though, in the back of his car where people could see but not actually makes him giddy and is great for quickies. 

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Literally anything you can do he loves, if you laugh around him and he finds it cute, bam he wants to do it. If you brush against his shoulder then he is excited, it is the smallest things that make hinata really turned on. He doesn’t need a lot of the flashy lingerie because he will just take it off of you so he can kiss all over his body but he does get happy that you were willing to go through all of that effort for him ,

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He will not get caught, he cannot and will not get caught, if he did his soul would leave his body and you can expect to not have any sex any time soon. He also won’t really want to share you or hurt you, he has a big heart and thinks that sex should be fun and not painful or degrading. 

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He prefers giving because seeing you moan and squirm under him gives him the biggest ego boost of all time, like it shows him that he really can do anything that he puts his mind to. He will literally eat you out with such passion and when you cum he is going to be like wow I can make a girl cum so I can absolutely *insert whatever he was unsure about here* and then will go and do that. Like he eats you out to prove that he can do anything. He also cannot get enough of you and when you pull his hair while he does it you are going to fuel the fire. When you give oral to him he is going to be as respectful as he can at first, he is going to tell you that he loves you and he likes to try and watch you do it but after you take him all the way into your mouth he cannot help but throw his head back and close his eyes. He will then tangle his fingers in your hair and lightly mouth fuck you so that he can get to his release faster. 

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He is either slow and goofy making you feel like the most loved girl in the world and like the Earth is yours and the two of you are the king and queen. Or he is in energy release mode and he fucks you like a god damn rabbit, he will literally pound into you and just tell you how much he loves you over and over again. 

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He is a quickie boy, he loves them if he is still wide awake at the end of the night or if he needs to get energy out. He also likes them to calm his nerves before a big match because they really help him be distracted and he likes knowing that you are his when there is a big tournament of all guys. He likes quickies frequently like the two of you can always find time to have a quickie and just kiss each other all the time. 

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He is not a big risk taker, like maybe he wil try and do some dirty talk or try handcuffs and blindfolds but he cannot make himself try and do a lot of the really weird stuff. He did learn that he loves when the two of you masturbate with each other like it is lazy and sexy and really shows him what you like and it is super hot to him. He also learns that he enjoys shower sex from experimenting. Overall will try a lot of things but just will not want to get caught and will not want to hurt you. 

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

The boy is an athlete, he can go for three rounds on average and will literally give you all he’s got. When he’s trying to get rid of his extra energy he could go for 5 rounds and literally pound the shit out of you every single time. He surprisingly has a lot of control of when he cums and likes to wait until after you do so typically each round is about 10 minutes and the later rounds last closer to 5 

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He experiments with toys on both you and on him, he would be into trying a vibrating cock ring just to feel what it was like and holy shit he loved it, he ended up cuming way faster than he thought he would and has used it while masturbating because it just adds a lot to his pleasure. On you he is willing to use a little vibrator on your clit during sex or will rub a vibrator across your nipples to keep them hard for him. He isn’t really isn’t dildo’s because a lot of them are bigger than him and it makes him self conscious 

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He is not a big tease, he will verbally tease you a little bit but you know that he doesn’t really mean it, when it comes to sex he is all for pleasure for both of you. BUTTT when he is eating you out he is absolutely going to tease you, he will lick you once and then move and go kiss your boob or suck on your clit then suck a hickey onto your neck, you whining for him to eat you out hits him so different and boosts his ego like nothing else in the entire world. 

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He is going to be a loud moaner, he has absolutely no shame in letting you hear how good you make him feel. HInata does a mix of moans and groans throughout the entire time, but nothing compares to the high need whines when he is close to cuming, he starts whining and praising you for feeling so good around him, the moans are breathy and whines are high pitched and it just hits every spot right. 

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He loves listening to music while you have sex or whie he masturbates, it just makes him calm and helps cover some of the sloppy sex noises. 

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He is a little taller than average but not by much, he is probably a 6 but definitely knows how to use it even though some may seem it as too small, people say that he is too small and look what he can do so imagine what he can do with his above average dick. He can literally rock your shit. 

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Yknow I think that Hinata doesn’t NEED it every x amount of days or whatever but instead is always down for sex, if you are feeling it then he absolutely will be too, he likes to know you both are in for it. Soooo if you wanted to do it three times a day he will go three times a day, or if you want it a few times a week then you will get exactly what you want. 

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He is up for a while after, it’s a huge adrenaline rush for him and he already has a hard time falling asleep. If you cuddle with him he falls asleep way faster but always after you do.