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A very normal scientist doing very normal gene splicing experiments (Patreon)

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Lonely Christmas

Lando Norris x Fem!Reader

summary: Lando and Y/N decide that they want to play a prank on their fans and the rest of the grid by hinting at breaking up over X (twitter)

warnings: Cursing & “Cheating”

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“hey babe, I have an idea.” I said with a smirk as I plopped myself on the bed next to my Formula 1 race winner boyfriend, Lando Norris.

“Oh no, this doesn’t sound good” Lando says chuckling as he props himself on his elbow to get a better view of me, before leaning down pressing a quick kiss to my lips

“mm, I think we should prank your fans and the grid.” I said with the biggest smile I’ve ever smiled in my life.

“and how do you suppose we do that, hmm?” Lando said, his eyes flickering between my eyes and my lips.

Sitting up and criss cross apple sauce, I stare into his soul “I think we should stage a twitter breakup,” I searched his face for some type of answer

“What? Is this a way of telling me you want to breakup without telling me you want to breakup?” He looks kinda hurt, which quickly prompts me to swing my legs over his body so i’m sitting on his lower torso.

“Absolutely not baby! i love you beyond the galaxy. I just think this would be funny,” i plead but Lando looks unsure “I’ll tell you what to say and all !”

“fine, but only if you let me eat you out, BUT you have to sit on my face” Lando knows I’m insecure about my weight and crushing him to death.

“oh! fine!!” I say plopping right off his body and landing on the bed with a huff. “so i’m gonna tweet something to indicate that we’re breaking up but not actually saying anything”

“and how are you gonna do that-” I quickly interrupt him

“make me cry” i say nonchalantly

“what?” Lando’s face reads 50 shades of Stunned “no, I promised you and your family that the one thing i’d NEVER do to you is make you cry.”

Hearing Lando admit that means the world to me, but i need him to stop being nice and make me cry. It doesn’t take much for me to cry and since Lando doesn’t want to make me cry, I’ll resort to the next best thing: thinking of my (very much alive) dog die.

Just a few seconds of thinking of my (breed/dog) die, the tears well up in my eyes and I let out a choked sob, before whipping my phone out and taking a picture before posting it on twitter with the caption

"nobody wants a lonely Christmas but I'm about to call it quits with you. Breaking up is at the top of my wishlist and baby you don't have a clue."

I flip my phone to show Lando with a smirk plastered on my face. "So, what'd ya think?" I question as I post it and wait a few seconds before twitter starts going absolutely nuts. " wait wait let me read you some of the comments I'm getting, 'slut4ln' says 'NO MOM AND DAD PLEASE STOP FIGHTING' haha look, here's another 'mother/n' said 'mother always knows wtf is up, Lando Norris count your days' !!" the chuckles leaving my lips are loud

"I think that I don't know how to respond to that on twitter," Lando says with a faint chuckle "here, how about you take my phone, type out what you want me to say and then let me read it before posting it." a smirk evident on his face as he hands me his phone, before putting said hand on my thigh, rubbing it up and down.

"What about this...?" I question as I'm typing

"You say our relationships fading and you've been thinking bout leaving and though I know it's the truth I just don't want to believe it. You've gotta be kidding me, are we really breaking up? We just picked out a tree, damn."

"Okay Y/N/N lets give it a second to spread, we have to get juicy comments before we keep going, oh. never mind. George is texting me asking me what the fuck I did and why am I arguing twitter about it"

"fuck it, ignore him. we need to make this believable." I say swiping George's message away. "Opinion on this?"

"wait wait, let me tweet something else before you tweet y/n/n. Here, read this"

"You haven't even left yet and I miss you. I was looking forward to the holidays with you. How could you do this on Christmas, girl that's so malicious? C'mon baby, please don't make me beg cause I can go and date your friend instead. Yeah, I'll put the nut in meg. But If you're thinking about leaving, then I already blew it. screw it, then I guess I'll have to beat you to it, bitch."

"OKAYYYY LANDOOOO LET ME STEP UP MY GAME!!!" I scream as I finished reading his reply after he hit tweet bouncing up and down on the bed in excitement.

"okay, okay what about this for me?" I question as I finish typing, turning my phone so Lando can read what I typed.

"I tell you I love you but I don't really mean it, cause after this Christmas sorry but I'm leaving you."

"I'm starting to feel like you're just soft launching a break up with us right now" Lando says "Why else would you gave suggested a fake twitter break up?"

"Baby, please. This is just for shits and giggles. AHH OH MY GOSH!! OSCAR'S CALLING ME" I screamed in panic as I declined the call. "Lando, I think you need to eat me up in the twitter beef again, put your pretty head to work and think of some insults for me."

"I'm almost done, but first I got a question. Why is it one week before Christmas you feel the need to mention a break up with me is in the process but still pending? Is it depending on your gift and what I'm spending? Or are you fishing for more compliments? Because to my astonishment, you're acting like little kid. Was it something I said?Sometimes my head stops thinking, when I say some stupid shit to you, you know I don't mean it, it's just the season, it's confusing, can we just get along?"

"LANDO MY COMMENTS ARE GOING CRAZYYYY! LOOK" I giggle in excitement as I flip my phone so he can scroll through the comments

slut4ln: MOM AND DAD PLEASE STOP! CHRISTMAS IS RIGHT AROUND THE CORNER AND I CAN'T DEAL WITH A DIVORCE RN

georgeswhore: I wake up from a nap to SEE THESE?!?!?!?!

leclercsgf: What the absolute fuck did they fight about that THEYRE BEEFING ON TWITTER FOR AND AIRING OUT A POTENTIAL BREAKUP???

>y/nforpresident: potential? honey I think they are done

Landoslefttoe: Lando kinda ate mom up though 😭😭

LewisHamilton: Answer your fucking phones now!

CharlesLeclerc: LANDO?? YOU CALL YOUR GIRLFRIEND "BITCH"??

CarlosSainz: Cabron, call me asap and fill me in

LoganSargeant: Does this mean I actually have a chance with Y/n?

"I'm choosing to ignore Logan's comment," Lando said flipping my phone back so I could read it. "When are we gonna go public and say it was a prank?" Lando asks as he readjusts himself on the bed, pulling me down and closer to him so we're cuddling

"We can tell them all tomorrow" I yawn as I cuddle closer to my boyfriend "goodnight handsome"

"Goodnight precious" lando whispers as he kisses my temple

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𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐲 - fem!chanlix x fem!reader

wc: 2.9k

cw: established poly relationship, porn with some plot, please note chanlix are gender swapped here!! 18+ SMUT MDNI.

a/n: and if you thought i’d see pride month without a juno wlw fic you’d be WRONG!!!! i hope you enjoy fem chanlix here because they are so sweetieful to me <3 as usual smut warnings under the cut!!

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sw: oral, scissoring, lots of dirty talk, daddy kink, spit, kind of d/s dynamics (all are kinda switchy), squirting, some voyeur/exhibitionist undertones

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sunlight through the curtains is the first thing you see when you wake up. with your head turned to the side, the first thing you notice is how warm it is - the toned, muscled body of one of your girlfriends sidled up to you doesn’t help, and when you finally turn to face in front of you, your other girlfriend is perched on your lap.

you can still remember your dream. it was a memory, almost, if not for the way your girlfriends looked like they do now. it was a sweet retelling of how they asked you to be theirs, officially - a year ago today - chan’s beanie pulled low on long, dark curls, her mouth twisted in a shy smile. “so, uh- haha, you’re welcome to say no! but, we would like it if you’d say yeah…” she chuckled, wiping her hands on her joggers. lix had only kissed your cheek sheepishly and held your hand over the table the entire time, honey-toned legs crossed in her pretty little sundress.

it was a sweet memory. funny, almost, to remember how they’d been so incredibly oblivious that it’s always been them for you.

however, you’re horny, embarrassingly so considering you’ve just woken up. you’re convinced lix’s little frame on top of you is enough to get anyone going, though. it has to be a fact.

“happy anniversary, bubby,” lix’s voice is quiet, but you still hear the way she’s tried to put that weird voice she does on to make you giggle. it works, and you snicker, hands moving to her waist. she’s always tiny on top of you, your little doll, eyes anything but innocent in her white dainty nightgown. her little hands move to your shoulders and begin kneading, as she always does, and she lets out a loud, ostentatious “mwah” when she pecks at your nose. your kitty loves to love, but you know better. she has ulterior motives. “ah, actually, we gotta be quiet. channie’s asleep.”

“no ‘m not,” a familiar voice responds, groggy with sleep, and you turn to look at the other love of your life. her long, curly hair drapes over her face, but you can see an eye open and staring at you, sparkling with glee. one palm, calloused from lifting weights, moves to brush over lix’s waist, and you feel her wiggle on top of you, satisfied. chan shifts, pressing a kiss into your cheek, and the feeling of her lips has you humming. “happy anniversary, beautiful girls.”

“wow, channie,” you giggle, voice still hoarse. it’s the first time you’ve spoken, and felix grins, her mouth widening from ear to ear. “so smooth.”

chan blushes, as she always does. “haha, baby, don’t make fun of me. it’s our anniversary.”

lix wiggles on your lap, and then she’s lying directly on top of you, her chest pressing into yours. “it is our anniversary,” she confirms, wet tongue poking out to lick at the skin of your neck. it makes you gasp and jolt, and chan only smiles fondly, pressing another kiss into your hairline. lix tries to catch her mouth with hers when she pulls away, but chan’s too quick. she huffs and turns to you instead. “let me eat your pussy. for our anniversary.”

“lix!” chan shrieks. “it’s 8 in the morning.”

“eat it,” you respond, pushing at lix’s head. she’s all too happy to be maneouvered, and chan tries to at least pretend she’s shocked when lix is on her way to make a home between your legs. you know she’ll be involved as soon as the moment comes. “i’m horny, lixie. will you eat it?”

“mm, i’ll eat it,” she nods dutifully. her little button nose is pressing at your sleep shorts now, earnestly nudging the fabric to the side to uncover your folds underneath. you’re already wet, you know you are - the sight of your love on top of you like an eager cat was a little too much to wake up to, and she eventually gets impatient and yanks your shorts to the side instead. she grins again. “woah, nice ‘n wet down here. from me?”

“from you,” you confirm, breathlessly, and felix sucks the pudge of your clit into her mouth as your reward. she never wastes time, batting the button over and over with the tip of her tongue, and you writhe with a gasp at the stimulation. you assume chan’s content to watch for now, her body warm against you, but she gets even closer and slides one of those firm hands up your shirt. felix looks up at you both from between your legs with wide eyes, hands moving to pull your thighs apart further for her. “oh, c-channie. channie, channie, look at her.”

“yeah, i know, baby,” chan responds, voice as strained as if she’s the one getting her cunt ate. you don’t doubt she will be after. chan’s fingers move to one of your nipples and tug hard just as felix’s tongue breaches your hole, filthy and insistent, and you reach down to grab at lix’s hair. the short, blonde mullet is soft between your fingers, and you can’t help pulling at it to hear her whimper into your folds.

chan leans over you. her hair covers both of you like a curtain, thick and curly, and you grasp her cheek with your spare hand to focus on her. you’re a little hazy from lix’s onslaught of pleasure, her tongue determined and fingers just as bad when they move up to your hole, but you try to focus on your eldest.

“ah, fuck, look at you,” chan murmurs, hand moving up. her thumb brushes over your bottom lip, and you suck it into your mouth. she groans. “oh, baby. c’mere. give daddy a kiss, won’t you?”

if it had been months ago, chan would be embarrassed, blushing over the way you and her girlfriend cry out the familiar nickname. instead, her eyes are half lidded as she descends upon you, looking every bit like your wet dream, tits heaving in her sports bra. chan barely sleeps in anything, and you want to just watch her - you know her thighs look delicious the way they’re exposed in her briefs, but her fat lips mouth at yours and you open your mouth obediently.

you’re free to moan into chan’s mouth. you do so, unabashed when felix’s tongue moves upwards to flick at your clit and two of her fingers finally, finally slide in. they’re only small but she curls them dutifully anyway, pushing in and in until she’s brushing over that spongey spot that makes your tongue curl. you pull away from chan with a wet noise to cry out, both of your hands moving to lix’s hair to keep her where you need her.

“grind on her fucking face,” chan says, firm. you have to listen. now that she’s more awake, you’re not surprised that she’s taking control of the situation, and you grip felix’s head in place with a sharp moan from her. it doesn’t take long for you to listen, ever the diligent girl for your daddy, and your hips start to grind against felix’s tongue and fingers. “how’s it feel, baby? is she eating it good?”

“s-so good,” you keen, and felix moans into your folds. her fingers start to fuck into you faster, bouncing against your g-spot, and your stomach starts to burn with your impending orgasm. “she’s gonna make me cum. daddy- daddy, channie, she’s gonna make me cum.”

“yeah? good girl, lixie,” chan coos, fingers brushing through your hair. the comforting motion makes you hum, and when felix slides a third finger in, the stretch has you squirming. chan’s eyes are fixated on where her girlfriend’s mouth meets your core, and she moans at the sight. “that’s it. stretch that pussy out, there’s a good girl.”

“fuck, i-it’s so much, it’s so much,” you babble, hips still working up a frenzy, and chan wraps your hair around her fist and pulls. combined with the feeling of felix sucking your clit into her mouth again, and her fingers hitting you just right, your pussy clenches up and gushes down to your girlfriend’s knuckles. “i’m c-cumming, i’m- i’m cumming, cumming, baby, kitty cat, g-good girl, fuck- fuck, my pussy feels so good, channie-”

chan slides two fingers between your lips to shut you up. it’s for the best, you assume, with the rest of the 3racha dorm still present in different rooms, and you suck obediently while you shake through your orgasm. it’s powerful, your thighs clenching with it, and felix waits until your shaking has subsided to slide her little fingers out.

“daddy, y’wanna taste?” she says, voice deep, and chan nods, lips parting. felix’s digits slide between chan’s lips and down, down, down, pressing on her tongue to the point she’s almost gagging. felix likes to pretend she has power like this, and you lay there breathlessly while your daddy sucks at your baby’s fingers. felix just smiles. “i’m so fucking horny.”

“mm,” chan smacks her lips against felix’s fingertips, nibbling on them playfully. you and felix both giggle. “delicious pussy. why don’t you rub yours against our baby’s tasty cunt, kitty?”

felix blanches. her fingers are still wet and her eyes widen as if it’s the best idea she’s ever heard. it probably is, and she nods eagerly as if the cogs in her head have finally started working.

“yeah. yeah. wanna- wanna rub my pussy against you, let me, let me,” felix rushes, yanking her nightgown over her head. she’s not wearing anything underneath, and the sparse freckles over her tummy have you fixated, little chest bouncing as she moves towards you. her cunt is soaked too, waxed clean and pretty pretty pretty, brown folds parting and sticking together with her wetness. she slings one lithe thigh over yours, and when she moves forward the initial touch of her clit against yours makes you whine. you’re still sensitive, wet with your cum, but you spread your thighs for her anyway. “‘s good, yeah? f-fuck, you’re so wet. cunt’s so fucking wet.”

“lix, you’re fucking filthy,” chan remarks, always affronted by how dirty her mouth gets. felix doesn’t care, grinning wildly as she grinds her pussy against yours, and the wet clacking noises make you blush. it’s messy, folds sliding together with every grind of yours, but you’re happy to just lay there and let her take, take, take.

chan finally pulls your shirt off too, impatient, and the jiggling of your tits as you get fucked against makes her groan. when she sits up to lean over where the two of you meet, you’re not expecting her to spit down against your already soaked cores, and you wail at the feeling of everything getting wetter. it’s so messy down there, and felix’s clit glides against yours with it.

lix starts babbling. she always does. “f-fuck, no, fuck, i’m so- i’m gonna cum, oh my god, bubs,” she’s wailing, tits bouncing as she starts to thrust harder, hips gyrating against you. you swear you can see the bite of tears in her eyes, but yours are half lidded too - you’re whimpering with every messy gyrate, trying to buck your hips up to get more of the sensation. “channie, kiss. kiss, kiss me, please, daddy, please, i’m gonna cum.”

chan grabs felix’s hair, yanking her hair back, and spits into her mouth. felix gasps, surging forward to kiss chan harder, messier, tongues darting against eachother. she’s getting closer and closer, legs starting to tremble against yours, and it only takes a nip of her teeth to lix’s bottom lip to have her falling over the edge. she grips at chan’s toned biceps, moaning freely into her mouth, pussy gushing over yours.

you can’t be disappointed that you didn’t cum again because when lix pulls away, there’s a cute faint blush underneath her freckles, fading down to her chest. she’s out of breath, nipples pebbled from her arousal, and it only takes a look between you both for chan to be pinned to the bed. she lays there, arms akimbo in shock, and you and felix slide in either side of her.

“oh, are you two done playing now?” chan grins. she’s being playful and you can’t have that. your hands move to grip at her sports bra, wrenching the front down, and her tits bounce freely. chan’s got big tits, round and full, and her nipples are dark and need to be in your mouth now, so you lean down to suck one into your mouth. “o-oh. oh, yeah, that’s it.”

you’re not shocked to see felix has attached herself to chan’s other nipple. you both lay either side of her, sucking and nibbling at her tits while you squirm and writhe for more, more, more, and you know chan will give you what you need. a quick slide of your hand beneath her briefs only confirms what you were suspecting - she’s drenched, folds slick with her wetness, and her clit peeks out with arousal.

“poor daddy,” you croon, finger sliding up to circle her clit, slick from her hole. she lets out a stuttery breath, and you can only look up at her from your position on her chest. chan looks so beautiful like this. her nose juts out sharply, lips pouty and kiss bitten, and her lashes are long where they rest against her cheekbones, eyes shut. “did we make you wait long?”

“ah- baby, you know i like watchin’ you both,” chan responds, voice shaky. felix only suckles on her nipple happily, sated to just wait to touch for now. you manage to wrangle chan’s underwear from her legs in the position you’re in, and one look at the trimmed patch of hair on her mound has you wiggling your way down, sharpish. chan leans up on her forearms to look at you, the prettiest, fondest smile taking over her features. “oh. oh, you’re daddy’s good girl, aren’t you?”

“always,” you respond, quick as a bat, because you genuinely are - most of the time. lix is the brattier one of you two, always biting and grabbing and being generally impatient, but even she seems to be on her best behaviour this morning, coming to join you between chan’s legs. chan lets her toned thighs fall apart, unashamed for you both despite the shame she definitely feels inside, and her folds part wetly.

you can’t help yourself. you’re sliding one digit into her hole almost instantly, and she seizes, head rolling back onto the pillow. she’s wet, extremely so, and her arousal slides messily down to your knuckle.

“i want in,” felix says, breathless. “you’re so messy here, daddy. mm, lemme-“

she dives in. she’s relentless with it like she was with you, tongue batting over chan’s clit while you fuck her with one finger. chan gasps, her pussy gushing, and grips the back of felix’s head in approval.

“ah. yeah, there we go, fuckin’- eat daddy’s pussy. y-you too, c’mon,” she grunts, yanking at your hair where your head rests on her thigh. when your tongue joins lix’s it’s even messier, both of your lips smacking against eachothers and the little button you’re working on. it makes chan whine this broken, strangled noise that has you sliding another finger inside of her.

chan reaches down, pulling her mound back, and the exposure of her clit fully to your mouths makes you and felix both moan. you know it’s more sensitive like this, and you switch to directly laving your tongue over the bud. your fingers crook inside of her, and you feel a shorter, smaller finger slide in next to you. felix’s tongue licks over your lips affectionately, swirling around the other side of chan’s clit that she can get to, and chan moans so loud you think the walls shake.

“i’m gonna cum, keep going, keep going,” chan mumbles, and when you look up at her her eyes are half lidded, rolling back into her head. she's leaning up on her forearms again, attempting to watch you, and you curl your fingers again to watch her gasp. her pussy is wet, and felix noses at your cheek until you turn to her. “fuck, kiss for me. kiss for me, babies, please.”

her own fingers come down to her clit and rub in fast little circles, and felix pushes her tongue into your mouth while you both finger fuck the eldest member of your lovely trio. it seems to be enough for chan. when you and felix switch to sloppy, open mouth kisses, the combination of her own fingers on her clit and yours and felix’s inside of her has her spraying her release down your forearms, messy and sloppy on your skin.

the feeling shocks you, and you pull back from them both, blinking rapidly at yours and her skin. it’s soaked, and lix only giggles, leaning down to lick up your forearm.

“ah, that’s- seriously, lix?” chan swats at her playfully, still out of breath. “you’re dirty. both of you. you’re menaces. minxes.”

“is that the plural of minx?” you mumble, gripping felix’s arm to lick her clean, too. chan only sighs, trying to chastise you both despite her sports bra still pulled under her tits. the sight makes you want round two. “mm, tasty. happy anniversary, who’s getting head next?”

chan sighs again. felix shrieks, but points at herself.

[tesscourtes]

saw you had asks open, not a drawing request but wanted to know if there was any more story to your human bill’s punishment-for-weirdmageddon-is-to-turn-weak-human au, I really like it (sorry if you explained this a while back, I only just watched gravity falls😭I’m a late-comer to the fandom)

it’s just superepiccool to me, how are dipper and mabel about him being human now? Soos n Wendy, Stan and Ford? What was it like for them (especially Ford) when he just turned human? What was it like for Bill?

oh hey don't worry, I haven't really talked much about the details of the AU like ... ever. I just started reviving it because I got my partner into the show (they are also a new fan! yay, new fans! Funny enough I had no idea TBOB was coming out so the timing was mad exquisite.) and they have just been an amazing help shaping my messy thoughts and coming up with new, fun plots! It's also nice to know there's someone out there interested in it, so thank's for asking! Now that I read TBOB I want to change the premise a bit, but the core is still the same.

Let me tell you this AU is silly. I'm aware Billford is toxic and there are many corners to dive into to picture their messy relationship. But I kinda wanna keep the spirit of the show here and make it equally as fun as it is disturbing. Given that Bill canonically is trapped in endless Therapy gives me even more food to work with, he just out there being toxic and people repeatedly telling him to cut it out.

I'm not gonna go into too much detail because I'm actually working on the first comic chapter for this AU, but regarding the characters: Each of the Pines, as well as Wendy and Soos, are not happy seeing him, but individually grow more accustomed to him and with him. I guess going from "most accepting" to "least accepting", Mabel took it the best. I wouldn't say she was quick to forgive, but quick enough to give the guy a chance. And I honestly have to say that, although this is 100% a Billford AU, there's so many plot ideas for just Mabel and Bill and their amazing, chaotic shenanigans. Put these two together and the stories basically write themselves. Wendy is pretty similar, and the most chill in actually helping Bill figure out human stuff.

Naturally, Ford took it the hardest. I'm aiming for slowburn here, haha. They got to figure out some stuff that I'm so ready to put onto pages... Ford is a lot of emotions. Confused, angered, curious... Meanwhile Stan is Bills biggest hater. (There is a lot of bullying in this AU) He just keeps up with it because his Family makes him. He's very protective and tries to kick Bill out several times. Soos sticks with Stan, but he's also Soos and has a big heart, so in Bills eye, he's very gullible and a target he can mess with easily.

Dipper is not a fan either, he has a hard time adjusting to the triangle just getting to ... be there. He's suspicious for the most part and Bill has to try hard to get on his good side. But honestly he might be more upset with Mabel (and later on Wendy) for making friends with Bill so easily, even though he knows that's just their nature. I just recently started thinking about Gideon and how I'd like to include him, but nothing worth mentioning so far yet.

With Bill himself, one my favorite parts trying to portray so far is how he's dealing with his new mortality. He adjusts to the body fine, he knows how to navigate flesh, but he has a hard time accepting that it's his body. His new prison, essentially. If it's gone, he's gone. If he treat's it like shit, he feels like shit. Then we add the psychological aspect of things. And more importantly, we add Ford to the equation. When I tell you, that demon is experiencing psychological damage here, and it's fully his fault. TBOB really pointed out to me that I need to dive into his obsession with Ford. How do you even get a man you fumbled so bad, to even acknowledge you again?

I love yapping about this AU, thanks again for giving me the grounds to do so anon! I'm an insecure writer so it'll probably take another hot minute to choose which script feels best to draw out, haha. But I'm glad you seem to be up for the ride!!

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bro this MIGHT come off as the cringiest thing ever known to mankind but im probably the biggest game geek god has ever laid hands on so;

part time game developer!reader (or something like that anyways) was bored one day and decided to start to yk develop a game - in this au the cod games ovbi dont exist - but she makes a little demo of cod.. and when one day on base soap or some1 catches reader writing ideas and such (obviously not the actual missions they go on - that’s confidential) something in a note book he tells the others (more like gaz) and they get curious and bug reader until she tells them that she made a game demo including the 141…

and idk maybe she gives them the file so they can play it and they kinda like rate the things they say in the cutscenes or smth idk have fun with it

but yeah thats the idea thats been swarming through my mind for the past couple of days since i’ve found your account (WHICH I BTW LOVE i love how you portray all of the characters and shit)

byebye

Oh my gosh not cringe! This is such a cute idea!!! (Also thank you for the really cute gif! I love puppies :3)

I'm such a huge fan of weird meta stuff in my fanfictions. Like, the characters know but they don't know they're in a videogame? Haha, ngl I've had some thought about this too! Lemme add to your imagine real quick:

You spent all of your early adolescence learning how to code and make lil' games on your shitty old laptop. Now, with the more advanced tech the 141 had provided you, you take to making even more cool things during your (limited) free time.

The first game you felt confident enough to show off was a rough prototype of a fighting game. It only had two characters loosely based off of both Ghost and Soap. You showed it to Gaz as more of an offhanded joke, but he was excited. He too knew some things about game development and decided to help you out on the project.

It still wasn't a polished game, per se, but it was playable. Soap caught wind of your game and begged to try it out. With Gaz's help, you set up the firmware using an emulator and the jailbroken game console in the rec room. You felt so shy showing off something you did for fun.

And it was a huge hit!

Even with only two characters recruits and officer's alike spent hours playtesting and figuring out how to make combos. The room erupted into cheers when Soap figured out the first finishing move!

"Oi, Bonnie! I think you migh've made something really special here!"

[faeriichaii]

Hello ! How are you? Hope you're having a lovely day<3 this is a weird request so feel free to ignore haha! What about a Legolas x reader where the story is based on the song "Lily" (by alan walker). It just randomly came in my mind and thought it would be cool 🤭🤭 thank you!

Lily ~ Legolas x Fem!Reader

A/N: I am alright, wbu?? Thank you so much for requesting!! I had so much fun with the song and I really hope you like the story! I actually almost posted it before adding a bit more Legolas huhu cause like I barely had him in the story even though it is a story for him?? Kinda?? But I think now he really is part of this story and not just the reader hihi

⇢ ˗ˏˋ Warnings: fluff, lil angst, mention of death ࿐ྂ ⇢ ˗ˏˋ Words: 4.3k ࿐ྂ ⇢ ˗ˏˋ Request: Yes (thank you <33) ࿐ྂ ⇢ ˗ˏˋ Meleth Nin ~ My Love ࿐ྂ ⇢ ˗ˏˋ Le melin ~ I love You ࿐ྂ ⇢ ˗ˏˋ Hiril vuin ~ My Lady ࿐ྂ ⇢ ˗ˏˋ Aranel ~ Princess ࿐ྂ

Summary: Being a princess with a gruesome father as a king makes you only wish to run away. So you do and run directly into the arms of an ethereal prince

The sound of your feet hitting the stone path outside of the castle walls filled your ears, as you quickly turned around the corner. Your hands were tightly holding onto your dress, making sure that the fabric is far away from your running feet. “The princess went that way!” A guard shouted, following into your direction. You knew they were hot on your tail, they always were. This wasn’t the first time you attempted to run away from a kingdom you have learned to despise. The king, your father, was a ruthless man with no sympathy left for his children. Especially after the passing of your mother. Oh, your mother was the loveliest woman known to Middle Earth. Her heart was made out of gold and every single person that crossed her path was left astonished at the pure kindness she gave away. She was a Queen, who ruled with the goodness of her soul, the complete opposite of your father nowadays. As the Queen still wandered the halls, your father was like her. His radiant smile accompanied his heartfelt actions he shared not only with his family, but also with the whole kingdom.

He was a king that knew how to properly care for his citizens. That was until the Queen fell ill. The sickness quickly taking over her body and making her bedridden. Only her family was able to visit her. You remember sitting by her side, holding onto her hand with your much smaller one. You were still a little girl. Your older brother sat on the opposite side of you, grasping her other hand tightly. “Mother, when will you play with me again?” You innocently asked, a smile gracing your lips. She let go of your hand and put it on your cheek. You leaned into her slightly cold touch. “My dear (Y/N), I will play with you very soon. Do not fret about it my child. Maybe your brother is willing to play with you for the time being?” She tilted her head to the side, as she looked at your brother, awaiting an answer. “Of course, mother, what would you like to play (Y/N)?” His eyes were a little glossy, but you of course didn’t notice. “Let’s play tea party!” You enthusiastically jumped off of the bed and took your brothers hand in yours, pulling him out of the chambers.

Weeks passed and your mothers condition worsened with each day. “Father, will mother ever be all right again?” You once questioned him, after finding him in the kitchen. A bottle of wine in his hands. His eyes were brimmed red and tear streaks were staining his cheeks. He didn’t even look at you, as you slowly began to approach him. But before you get the chance to talk with him again, a guard rushed into the room. He was breathing heavily, almost as if he rushed all the way here in search of the king. “Your highness, the Queen.” The king set the bottle onto the table at once and approached the guard with in quick few strides. You followed behind, almost running to catch up with the two. Approaching the door to his chambers, he almost threw it out of its hinges, as he kneeled at the side of the bed. Grasping onto the Queens pale hand. “My love, are you alright?” He tentatively asked her, his thumb rubbing loving circles onto her skin. Her head was resting on a pillow as she looked at him. Her eyes were glistening over as she slowly began to speak. “My king, I am sorry to depart so soon from you.” A pause settled in, followed by a coughing fit. Your father quickly grabbed a glass of water that set at the bedside table and handed it to her.

After taking a few sips, she continued. “Please take care of our wonderful children. They deserve to feel loved and experience the warmth we hold for them.” Tears were flowing down the kings’ cheeks. His free hand was clasped over his mouth, in order to stifle the sobs that escaped him. You have never seen your father in so much pain. Carefully approaching the both of them, your mother noticed you first. “My dear (Y/N) sit down.” She gently pet the spot on the bed, right beside her thigh. Lifting your tiny body onto the bed, you took your spot beside your mother. Opening her arms for you, you immediately threw yourself into her embrace. Her fingers gently stroked through your hair, as she hummed a soft tune. “Don’t be afraid of the big wide world my child. I will always be with you, either in your heart or the stars.” Tears were streaming down your face as your heart began to ache. “Mama, I don’t want you to leave.” You sobbed out, holding onto her. “Shh I know my child, but it will at some point be everyone’s turn to return to the stars. Mine might have come too soon but I will not be completely gone. Like I said I will be always right here.” She gently pointed at your chest, where your heart was beating away. You buried your head deeper into her, listening to her slowing heartbeat. The pain in your chest tightened, as you felt someone try to rip you away from your mother. “No, no!” You struggled against your brothers’ grip, as he carried you out of the room, where your mother slowly began to close her eyes. The las thing you saw were the white lilies, sitting on her bedside table.

“Got you!” A guard harshly grabbed your arm, as you tried to round another corner. “Let go of me.” You tried to push him away, however his grip was stronger. Other guards followed soon suit and escorted you back into the castle. A huff left your lips, as they shoved you back into your room. “The king will attend to you and your poor escape plan tomorrow morning after breakfast.” The guard closed the door behind you, a soft click indicating that he also locked it once more. Groaning angrily, you threw yourself onto your bed. You let out a frustrated scream, that was muffled by your pillow. After letting a bit of your anger loose on your plush bed, you turned to your bedside table and took out the paper you had stored neatly away. Walking towards your desk, you used your quill and drew another line next to the other eleven.

Twelve times you had tried to escape. Twelve times you successfully were brought back into this wretched room with your awful father and your oh so loving brother. A knock filled the silence of your room, as you heard a click and how the door opened. Footsteps approached you, before angrily turning you around. “Have you lost your mind?” Your brother angrily asks you, shaking you by your shoulders. “This is what, the tenth time you tried to escape? Are you insane?” “Actually, it was the twelfth time.” You muttered. He raised an eyebrow at you, before letting you go. “I know you do not agree with fathers’ way of ruling the kingdom and how he married you off to another, but risking your life to get away from a perfect one? That is just utterly stupid.” “Perfect? My perfect life? I think you are the stupid one. Father is cold hearted and does not care for anybody but himself. He sold me off to a man thrice my age! Have you seen the way he looked at me? He is like a sleezy little weasel!”

Your hands were thrown around, to visualize your point of how gruesome the man was. “I know (Y/N), but this is what he wants and it is the only safe way to get you out of his grasp and out of this fallen kingdom.” His eyebrows scrunched up in worry. You knew he cared for you. You knew he only meant well as he told you in advance about this marriage. But this is not the live you wish for yourself, neither for anyone else. A sigh left your lips as you looked at your brother Alaric. “I know, but at this point I don’t even know what is worse. Being married off or living in a kingdom with a man who burns every house down.” Alaric gently smiled at you. “(Y/N) please just promise me to stop running away. Mother wouldn’t want that.” “Mother wouldn’t want me to be married to a pig either.” He sadly sighed, before letting go of you and walking towards the door. “Catch some sleep my dear sister. Father will probably rip you to pieces tomorrow.” And with that, he closed the door behind you.

The sunny rays of the morning lit the dining table up, making it almost look idyllic. Wouldn’t it be for the awful scorn that your father wore day and night on his face. It was quite and you almost didn’t even dare to breath. Suddenly the king threw his utensils on the table and looked at you from a distance, before standing up. “You awful child! Are you trying to ruin this kingdoms reputation by running away? I am doing you a favour by marrying you to a noble man! And you just humiliate me with your stupid little actions.” You stayed quiet, gaze focused on your plate. “You will be sent away in a week. The marriage is going to happen as soon as possible.” “What?! You can’t do that!” You stood up from your place, rage filling your body, mixed in with the shock of the news. “Father, I have to agree with her. It wouldn’t be the right course of-“ “Silence!” The kings booming voice bounced off of the stone walls. Some guards even flinched at the sudden noise. “I don’t care what is right and wrong. She will be sent away. Her actions lead to this misery and now she has to pay for it somehow.” Your hands tightly held onto the edge of the table. Taking deep breaths, you tried to calm yourself down. “I apologize my king, but this is absolutely inappropriate and totally ridicules.” The words slipped out of your mouth like pure venom. He raised an eyebrow at your statement, while Alaric looked between you and your father. “You are such a stupid child. You have the world at your feet and you are still unhappy. So ungrateful.” “Ungrateful? Ungrateful?? You are the worst man to walk this earth, right beside this nasty man you married me off to. You are out here ruling a kingdom and kicking it with your feet, while spitting onto the poor citizens who try to get by somehow. They barely have any money and you hoard it like the dragon Smaug once did to Erebor!” You seethed, throwing your napkin onto your plate. “I am done eating your disgusting food and being in your unbelievable terrible presence.” Walking towards the doors, the guards opened the doors for you, as you quickly exited them and marched over to your chambers.

Night quickly approached and you found yourself laying on your bed, hands folded over your stomach. You stared at your ceiling, thinking about how things would have been different if your mother was still around. Closing your eyes, you let out a sigh at the painful memory of her departure. Turning to your side, you cuddled into your blanket.

You were running once more, but this time you were deep inside a forest. Your lungs were burning as you quickly duck behind a tree, in order to lose the guards running after you. The quietness was eery, as the sun was replaced by the moon. It was dark and the only light source you had was up in the sky. You came out from your hiding spot and carefully walked around the forest. A shiver went down your spine at the distant sounds of grunts and howls. Your eyes were wide, panic flooding your system, as you quickly looked around you. A twig snapped and you immediately turned into that direction. “Is there someone out there?” You asked tentatively, praying that it is not a beast which is about to pounce on you.

Instead, a beautiful elf walked out behind a tree. His white hair was partly braided. He had a bow in his hand and the matching arrows were strung on his back. “Don’t you worry.” The elf slowly began to approach you. He put his bow back with his arrows, to signify you, that he wasn’t going to hurt you. “Who are you?” You ask him, still trying to keep somewhat of a distance between you. “My name is Legolas, what is yours?” Telling him your name you mustered him from head to toe. “What are you doing out here?” “I could ask you the same Hiril vuin.” You tilted your head at the unfamiliar word. Legolas smiled at you gently, taking a seat at a fallen tree. “It means ‘My Lady’.” You sat down beside him. “Where are you from?” Curiosity filled you, as you looked at him. “I am from Mirkwood. It is quiet the journey from here.” “Really? Is there a chance, that I could go with you?” Your eyes were filled with hope. This could be your chance to get far away from your father. “Well, you can surely travel with me, but I doubt that my father will allow you to stay forever.” “Your father?” “The king of Mirkwood.” Legolas said, standing up and holding a hand out to you. “I will only share my story, if you are willing to share yours.” A soft smile graced your lips as you stood up, not taking his hand. “Well, there is not much to know about me my prince.” You said as the both of you walked deeper into the forest, pink lilies lining your way.

“I think you must hold quite a deep story, if you, as a princess, run away from your home.” The prince looked around the dark woods, making sure that no thread would approach you. “I was born to the most heartwarming king and queen. However, my mother died while I was only 4. I barely even remember her, but she left a great impact on the king. He turned cold-hearted and pushed me and my older brother Alaric away.” A frown graced your face, as you explained the story of your family to Legolas. He nodded, his gaze focused on you. “I just wanted to be free after all the hardship I had to witness and endure under his rule. I know that my brother will steer the kingdom into the right direction once more, but until then I wish to hide away.” You honestly explained. “Is this why you want to travel to Mirkwood?” You nodded at his question. “It is not the only reason, but definitely the one that impacts this decision the most.” The both of you walked through the forest, until the sun slowly started to ascend into the sky. Both of you shared different stories, about your journeys or the tragedies that formed you to be the people you are nowadays. “I am so sorry for your loss.” You said to Legolas, as he opened up to you about his mother. “It is alright. At some point the pain fades away. A sad smile graced his lips. Spotting a yellow lily, you point at the beautiful flower.

“Do you know the significance of the lilies?” He shook his head after pondering about your question for a while. A smile graced your lips, as you gently let your fingers glide over the petals. “The yellow lily symbolizes thankfulness, as well as joy. I think it also gives off the energy that one should push through hard times. It also gives me the feeling of reassurance. That I will be fine eventually.” Legolas smiled at your explanation and held out his hand to you. “Does this make you my yellow lily?” A blush dusted your cheeks as you looked up to him. The sun was hitting him gently, making him look like an ethereal angel. Your lips parted in awe. “And you must be my pink lily.” You said, before taking his hand. Coldness seeped through you, as you woke up with a jolt. Looking around you, you noticed that you were still laying in your room, hidden deep inside the castle. You stared at your hand that just brushed Legolas’ one. Shaking off the feeling of missing something, you stood up and prepared for the day.

The day passed by in a quick frenzy. Spending most of your time with your brother Alaric, as he walked you through the preparations of your upcoming wedding. He also praised you for cooperating so well for the time-being. Of course, you sometimes let one or two cruel comments slip, but nothing that did any significant damage. You also did not argue with your father this time during dinner. Both of you tolerating the other one’s existence. As soon as you prepared yourself for bed, you jumped under the covers and slipped into dreamland, praying to see the prince once more. It was the same scenario. You running through the woods and bumping into Legolas. “Hello again Aranel.” A bright smile graced your lips, as you approached him. “So, you actually remember me?” You asked him, as happiness washed over you. He remembered you. The prince who, strangely enough, did not leave your mind the entire day, remembered you. A chuckle left his lips. “Of course I remember you (Y/N). How could I not? A beautiful princess, running through the woods all alone. It is not something I see every day.” Blushing slightly at the compliment, you began to follow him through the forest. “Well, I wasn’t so sure. This is after all a dream. Or is it not?” Legolas pondered in thought for a moment, eyes focused on the small path the two of you were walking on. “It is indeed quite odd, but I think this is not just a dream.” His gaze wandered to you. “Maybe this is some kind of sign? Do you perhaps think about running away from your kingdom?” “Yes, all the time. I even tried to do it a few times, however I have always been caught.” You pout at the thought of you constantly being dragged back into your room.

“I think in that case it might really be a sign. Maybe you are meant to run away.” Your eyebrows scrunched up in thought as you pondered about the elven princes’ words. “Even if it is a sign, how would I get past the guards? The farthest I went is out of the castle’s front doors. I would never make it to the woods.” Your hope was squashed at the realization of your failing plans. “I’ve tried twelve times. I would know if there was any chance left for me to flee.” Legolas took his place beside you on the log. “Maybe you should approach the matter differently now. Change up how you escape or change up when to escape.” Your eyes looked up at him. “But my father makes sure I never leave the castle by day and locks me up by night. Plus, I only have a few days left until I will be sent away.” Legolas tilted his head, urging you to continue your story. “I am supposed to marry another man.” Fisting the dress in your hands, you let out an angry huff. “You still have a few days left, try to form a plan and look at the schedules of the guards. There has to be a loophole. And as soon as you find one, we will reunite in this forest.” His eyes were glistening like stars under the moonlight. You stare back at him, as you began to lean towards him. “I will return to you, my prince.” You say, before laying your hand on his cheek.

Days and nights passed, as you intently looked into the schedules of the guards, as well as several other routines. You knew when they would pass your room and when they put the key in your lock at night. Writing everything down, you created the perfect escape plan in order to run away. The only thing holding you back being your brother. You loved him and he was the only family member you could really count on. You knew that you were going to miss him dearly, but you had to get out of there. Today was the last day and you made sure to spend as much time as possible with Alaric. Even if spending time with him lead to you having to deal with wedding preparations. “You really have changed over the past few days.” He suddenly said, as he ticked off another item on the list. You looked at him confused. “What do you mean?” “Well, you haven’t really argued much with me or father. You didn’t even try to run away or sabotage the wedding.” You nodded gently at his reasoning, guilt creeping up slowly. You knew that Legolas was partially the reason behind why you are so calm and down to earth. The two of you have spent quite a lot of time in the dream realm, constantly sharing stories and laughing together.

Suddenly grabbing you, Alaric tucked you behind a corner. “What are you planning (Y/N)?” Your eyes widened. Did he find out about your plan? “I don’t know what you are talking about.” He raised an eyebrow at your denial, before pulling out an all too familiar envelope. “Care to explain this then?” A shiver went down your spine as all the hope left your body. You bit your lip as you stared at the paper in his hand. “You have a detailed plan on how to escape this kingdom. You even wrote down the schedules of each guard. Have you lost your mind?” You knew he would be angry if he saw that, so you just stared at the floor. Shame filling your body slowly as you listened to him. “Have you lost your mind to not tell me and properly saying goodbye to me?” Huh? Your head whipped up as you registered your brothers’ words. “What?” You dumbfoundedly asked. He opens his arms for an embrace. “Please be careful out there (Y/N). There are creatures hiding in the dark.” A tear slipped down your cheek as you threw yourself onto Alaric. “I will miss you my dear brother.” You whispered, tightly holding onto him. His hands wrapped around you, as his hand gently brushed through your hair. “I will miss you too my dear sister.” After the heartfelt departure, you went down to your mother’s grave. White lilies were in your hand, as you kneeled down in front of the stone. Her name was written in cursive letters. “I wish you could have been here mother. I mean technically you will still follow me on my journey but please, take especially good care of Alaric and father. They both need you more than I do.” You lay the white lilies on the grave, before walking back to your chambers and preparing for your run.

The sun was setting, as you quietly slipped out of your room. Looking around each corner, you made sure that nobody was crossing your path. This was your chance to escape. This was the day you have been waiting for. This was the day you would reunite with Legolas and join him on a wonderful journey. Jumping out of a window, you quickly began to sprint down the road. Your hood was covering your face as you darted through the dark shadows of the castle. The sun was still up, but barely visible at this point. You ran as fast as you could. Your lungs began to burn as you saw the beginning of the woods. The familiar blaring of the trumpets announcing your disappearance to the whole kingdom. But you didn’t care, for you have reached the forest. Pushing away branches and walking over some bushes, you saw Legolas in a distance.

A smile graced his lips as he spotted you. Brightly smiling at him, you quickly rushed towards him and embraced him in a hug. “I can’t believe this is really happening. You really came.” You lovingly look up at the elven prince, as he held you by the waist. “Of course I did Meleth Nin. I promised you that we will meet again.” His hands reached for your own, intertwining your fingers with each other. The touch lets electricity free, as you finally realized that you could touch him. You could touch him. A giggle left your lips, making him tilt his head to the side. “What are you laughing at?” “I just can’t believe that I am finally free. I am finally with you after nights of not being able to touch you. Only seeing you in my dreams. I was scared that you were just part of my imagination, but you are so real.” You wrapped your arms around his neck, gently embracing him. He laughed softly, as he drew circles on your back. As the both of you parted away, he moved his hand to your cheek. “Le melin.” He whispered, before leaning down and gently placing his lips on yours. Your arms tightened around him, as heat travelled to your cheeks. His lips felt like the early morning rays of the sun, gentle and warm. He tasted like spring, refreshing and filled with love. You already craved more of his lips and him as he slowly detached himself from you. Legolas hand however, was still holding onto your own. “I think we should go Meleth Nin. They are after all still searching for you.” You nodded softly, but before you followed him deeper into the woods you took a look back at the kingdom, noticing one lonely white lily laying on the ground. A smile graced your lips as you jogged up to Legolas, took his hand and made your way to your new home. Mirkwood.

[writingseaslugs]

Savanaclaw Romance Headcanons

Haha it’s my beastie boys' turn! Honestly, I love beastmen, and when I was reading up to write Jack, I read his vignettes, and honestly? What a good boy? And Floyd and Jade…no, you can’t keep him because I am keeping him.

Disclaimer: All characters in this series are aged up. For more information about my version of this world and the type of reader you can expect, please do a quick read of THIS post. Grammarly is my beta reader and it high key isn’t great.

Heartslabyul | Savanaclaw (You’re Here)| Octavinelle | Scarabia | Pomefiore | Ignihyde | Diasomnia

Romantic Headcanons

Leona Kingscholar

When Leona fell for you, it was seen as far more of an annoyance to him. He always heard from his older brother what love was like and had to agree with what he said. Didn’t mean he enjoyed it. The last thing this man wants is to get into a relationship and put in the effort. Can you just fall for him already and do all the hard work? He’d really appreciate that.

He’s going to be ignoring it as much as he can and probably acting colder toward you as well. If anything, you’re going to assume he hates you even more than before the Spelldrive tournament. It’s not until he gets lectured by Ruggie, of all people, that he decides he might as well. His pouty attitude was making everyone in Savanaclaw on edge because they didn’t know what was making their leader upset.

His courting is less than impressive. Sure he likes you, but he’s just going to assume you understand. Dragging you down for naps more often than not (trapping and holding you hostage as you saw it). Waking up and getting you to eat with him. Sometimes actually talking to you. How could you not be absolutely enamored by his efforts? His pulling all the stops right now.

Leona is just going to assume you get that he likes you and, again, assumes you guys are already dating. You spend more time with him outside of class than anyone else (again, after he drags you). He even takes you for dates in the garden, where he may or may not convince you to take another nap with him. Seriously it’s unhealthy how often he sleeps, but he lets you play on his phone when he does, so you don’t complain much. It’s fun scrolling through Magicam (he has an account but never posts). He gets irritated when you snap a photo of you guys cuddling in the gardens, his arm wrapped protectively around your waist. Of course, you post it, and the comments go haywire, asking if you guys are dating.

Leona is not amused when he sees all the notifications. However, he probably is going to cup the back of your head and drag you over to give you a kiss. Wait, what do you mean what is he doing? You guys are dating; it’s only normal to kiss your mate. What? You didn’t realize it. Wow, you’re kinda dense. At least that’s what Leona is gonna say. Still, he’ll wait for you to say yes to dating him (not that he needs you to).

When Leona can be damned to go to classes, he’s walking the hallway with his arm around your shoulder. You’re going to be dragged with how close you are; you’re surprised your feet even touch the ground. Sometimes his tail even wraps around your leg, but he denies it every time, even if it’s still there. There is no doubt for anyone that you two are dating.

Dating Leona does come with a lot of perks. The main one being you’re protected no matter where you go. If Leona isn’t with you, then sometimes it’s Ruggie watching over you. Nobody dares mess with you…at all. Not unless they want a pack of Savanaclaw students to fight them. Students thought your entourage of Grim and Adeuce was protecting you? Now you have an entire dorm ready to rip out someone’s throat if they so much as look at you wrong.

PDA isn’t his thing. Mainly because he doesn’t like to be in public. Dates in his room, lazing around, and just enjoying each other's company are what you can expect from this man. He’ll stay awake when you’re around unless you’re down for a nap (sometimes needed after a long day of class). He might even attempt to teach you how to play chess, but he will never let you win.

Now, if you’re dating Leona, you’re going to be very involved with Ruggie. Ruggie to Leona is the Grim to you. Always within range. In fact, Grim and Ruggie basically have an agreement to drag you guys away from one another when you have things to do. More often than not, it’s them saving you from being wrapped up in Leona. The man has a solid grip on you and won’t let you go. Ruggie gets you out, and Grim drags you away.

He will leave you on “read” for almost all your text messages. This is funny because the notification that he read it pops up almost immediately. This man purposefully turned on read receipts for your number so he could do that. Normally you text him, you see that he read it, you sigh, then you call him. He always picks up, albeit a bit grumpily. Still, he keeps your ringer on specifically so he can hear your phone when you call (maybe that’s why he always leaves you on read, call the boy so he can hear your voice).

Ruggi Bucchi

Ruggi is going to figure out he likes you early on, like during the Spelldrive tournament era. Around the time you were chasing him around the school, actually. Of course, due to reasons, he simply couldn’t allow it, but it does make him wonder more about you. As soon as the whole overblotting incident is over, it is so on.

He’s going to go straight to middle school boy crush mode, teasing you and stealing your shit. Your poor wallet is sadly the thing he begins snatching the most from you. He does tend to bring you snacks with the money that he took from you, and he’s pretty observant of the kinds of things you like. Sometimes he’s indulgent, though, and brings a giant box of donuts for you two to snack on while watching movies on a laptop he “borrowed” from an Ignihyde student.

When he’s not running errands for Leona, he’s probably going to be by your side. He doesn’t even knock when he visits. 9 out of 10 times, he comes in through your bedroom window in the middle of the night. Is totally the guy who will walk in while you're showering and pull back the curtains to ask you a question. “Where are - stop screaming, it’s just me - where are the hot Cheetos?” He has no shame about seeing you naked, either. It’s just another thing. If you want, you can talk to him about boundaries, but he probably won’t listen.

Ruggi is going to be asking if you guys are dating yet or not. It’s going to make you pause for a moment before you realize all the things he’s been doing are courting. When you sigh and say, “Ya sure, we’re dating.” He’s just going to smile and be like, “Awesome, because I’ve been wanting to kiss you, but it would be awkward if we weren’t.” Before doing just that.

Now, whenever he steals your wallet, you’re either going to have nothing or suddenly have too much cash. He probably stole it from Leona; not gonna lie, but you’ll take it as him paying you back either way. Besides, it’s nice to have some spending money on occasion, and you might even spoil Ruggie a bit by buying him something. He’ll be suspicious at first, wondering what you want from him, but just play along. As him for a kiss as payment or something, and all suspicions will drop. He’s in the mindset of “If someone does something nice for you, they’re after something,” and it’s a hard mindset to break.

This boy is busy. Between working for Leona, classes, and doing odd part-time jobs, not to mention club practice? You will have to drag Ruggie out of his bed one night and have a sit-down talk about spending some time for himself and not running himself ragged. He appreciates the thought, but he likes having money in his pocket. If you mention you also want more time with him, he will consider it.

I say consider, but there’s also a chance where he’s like, “Oh…why don’t we work the part-time jobs together?” and somehow you’re roped into working odd jobs with Ruggie. Thankfully he makes it fun, and Grim isn’t going to snuff at you bringing home tuna since you have spending money. Not to mention the extra cash helps you renovate Ramshackle a little bit, so it’s a win-win.

He will, however, make time for you. In between classes, he’s finding you. He’ll drag you to get Leona his meal and deliver it, goofing off the entire time. Then when that’s done, he’s dragging you again to have a meal with him. There have been some times when you see his cooking skills firsthand and will be drooling over what he makes you. He’ll be snickering at your expression the entire time.

The only calm time you have with Ruggie is at night. It’s when all his duties are done, and there’s nothing left on his ongoing list of things to do. It’s when you curl into him and talk about your day. Ruggie enjoys hearing more about your day than talking about his own, but upon being prompted, he’ll tell you all about it. Most of it is venting over something Leona asked him to do that was unreasonable. Still, it’s worth it to see you laughing.

While he is busy, tell him a day and time of what you want to do, and he’ll make it work. He’ll ditch practice and tell Leona he’s busy and go with you. You’re important to him, and he wants you to know. He might even spend some of his hard-earned cash on you. He’d prefer it if you paid for the date, though. The tragedy of a broke couple, but it’s worth it…just do free dates when you can.

Jack Howl

For Jack, falling for you is a very slow-burn process. Neither of you is really going to notice it until it’s the point of no return. You guys start hanging out more often, you being absolutely endeared with his honest nature and good heart. In all honesty, you’ll probably be the one falling first. It’s hard not to when he’s always kind to you. Sure your first meeting was a bit rocky, but it certainly got so much better as time went on.

When Jack puts two and two together that he likes you, he’s probably going to be asking for advice. He doesn’t know if there are major differences in courting humans vs. courting other beastmen. Rumors spread almost instantly (his fault for asking Epel, who then asked Rook, who got invested in this romance story). It was pretty easy to find out that Jack did indeed like you and wanted to court you.

Help the boy out a little. Be the one to instigate certain things, like holding onto his arm while you guys are walking together to class. Instigate more and more things as time goes on until he realizes, “Oh…this human likes me as more than friends, huh?”. Once he realizes it, he’s going to be asking you out the same day. It’s not going to be some cute romantic story of him bringing you to a scenic area. It’ll probably just be him approaching you after class and asking you out on an official date with him.

Wolves mate for life so getting into a relationship for him means absolute loyalty to you. He will be protective but not about to bite someone’s head off if they talk to you. He’s protective, not jealous. He’s aware you have friends, and you’re at an all-male school, so he’s not going bonkers about you having a social life. Still, If you didn’t know wolves mated for life…well, you’ll be in for a bit of a culture shock.

He took you saying “Yes” to dating as saying, “One day, we’re getting married.” You might want to explain a little bit about how humans work and how we tend to date for a while to make sure you’re a good match for one another before committing to life. That’s fine with Jack, though, he was planning on wooing you for the rest of your life anyways, so it’s not a big deal. He just hopes you don’t get bored of him (you won’t).

Jack is gonna have a soft spot for you and will probably spoil you a bit too much. If you say your feet hurt, he’s probably going to be seen carrying you to all your classes for the rest of the week. If you comment you’re hungry, he’s going to use his imposing stature to fight through the cafeteria and get you the one food you’ve always wanted but can never get your hands on.

Jack loves quality time with you. Please go to his track meets so he can run up and hug you when it’s done (He might be a sweaty boy, but it’s fine because being pressed against all that muscle is heavenly). After class, he doesn’t mind studying with you and doing homework. You might be in different classes, but the curriculum is still the same, so you have the same work that needs to be done.

You have acquired a free pass to touch his ears. Sure he’ll be flustered, but he doesn’t mind when you mess with his hair. Anybody else, and he’s going to be grumpy, but with you, it’s endearing. If you’re shorter than him, he might even bend down a bit to give you easier access. Plop you down on a sofa or bench to let you go ham. If you’re somehow taller than him, first off, respect; second off, he might feel a bit more bashful towards the gesture.

It’s easy to catch him off guard, honestly. He’s not too crazy about PDA, but if you drag him in for a quick kiss on the lips, he will feel his cheeks heating up. Please give him some more warning next time. Not that he didn’t love it, but it’s embarrassing. Behind closed doors, he’ll pay you back tenfold, though, leaving kisses all over your face. Hopefully, nobody ever catches him doing this because they will laugh at him without a doubt. He’s just too cute with you, honestly.

Jack will never lie to you. If there’s information he’s withholding, it’s probably for a surprise. If you ask him about it, he’ll tell you as much. Just know it’ll be in your favor at the end of the day. You’d also never have to worry about his straying from you. He has eyes for only you, and he makes that clear on a day-to-day basis. The times when you’re curled up with him on a bed, he always makes sure to tell you all the things he normally doesn’t say and enjoys how red you get from it.

[yunarim]

── ⋅⋅⋅ I'll show you little by little every day, I'll be a little closer tomorrow ♡

he discovers you sleeping and covers you with a blanket, but you assume it was someone else!

♡ characters : third-years ♡ tags : gn reader, fluff ♡ song to listen to : joy (red velvet) - day by day

─ ⊹ Cater Diamond ♡₊

Cater found you sleeping under the tree, apparently you were tired from helping him painting roses for the upcoming unbirthday party. 

Actually he had no problem at all, given he was managing the task all by himself, but you were so cute, asking him whether you could be of help. 

His heart melted when your expression turned softer than it was when he covered you with a blanket.

Next day you’ve visited Heartslabyul once again, and Cater noticed you having fun with your first-year friends and convincing Riddle you weren’t causing any trouble.

You waved to him, your smile incredibly cheerful and beautiful as always. 

“Yo, Prefect~ How’s your mood today?”

“I’m okay, thanks for asking! I thought I’d catch a cold, but I’m fine thanks to Riddle!”

He blinked once. Then twice. 

Uhm say what again? You haven't seen Riddle for a week for sure, just how would he help you-

Riddle turned to you two, hearing your sudden statement.

“How come?” dorm leader asked you, an undisguised incomprehension on his face.

“Oh?..” you frowned. “You covered me with a blanket yesterday!” 

Cater laughed nervously, rubbing his temple with his finger and pointed at himself.

“Ngl I feel kinda friendzoned, but actually it was me~”

You can almost physically feel how his heart shuttered for a moment, but you’re quick to apologize. 

“I’m so sorry, I genuinely thought…” you muttered, frowning.  “Aw, Prefect, no need to be sorry! It was a misunderstanding, right? Let’s go grab something to drink!”

He took your hand in his, making you follow him into the Heartslabyul hall, but you tugged on his sleeve, causing him to stop for a moment. He observed how cutely you pouted.

“You’re actually upset, am I right? And that ‘friendzone’ you’ve mentioned, too…”

“Ouch, caught red-handed, haha. No worries, it’s oka-”

You interrupt him with a gentle hug, not even slightly noticing his subtle breath hitching, his phone almost dropping from his grip. He was upset, truly, but with a sweet smile he swat all that irrelevant thoughts away, patting your head and pulling you a little bit closer.

─ ⊹ Trey Clover ♡₊

Discovered you sleeping in the auditorium when he was passing by. 

Apparently, you were tired with managing ADeuce and Grim antics, and Trey knew how much energy you always put in your responsibilities. 

“Oh, what do I do with you…” he bent over the desk you were sleeping at and fixed the lock of your hair, smiling softly at you. 

He then brought you a blanket from home science class and covered you with it, slight pink dust covering his cheeks at the sight of you sleeping so peacefully.

Next day he spotted you talking to professor Crewel and approached you just when you'd finished talking.

“Good morning, Prefect. Where are you going?”

“Morning, Trey!” you greeted him with a smile. “Professor Crewel asked me to bring some books from the library.”

“Care to walk together? I was about to head to the library too.”

“Sure, let’s go! 

After you’ve gathered all the things you needed, you two headed back, but took another route, by taking which you stumbled on the auditorium where you’ve fallen asleep yesterday, and you noticed how the blanket someone covered you with yesterday was still laying folded on the desk. 

“Oh, wait a second, I’ll grab that blanket, I need to return it to Deuce.”

Trey furrowed his brows, taking a closer look at the blanket you’ve collected. 

No doubt, it was that one blanket he covered you with yesterday. 

He felt how the disappointment filled his heart, making him sound a little bit prejudiced. 

“Deuce? Why?”

“Oh, he covered me with this blanket yesterday! I fell asleep while waiting for him, he was writing an explanatory letter of sorts…” 

“Hm, was it really him?”

You turned to him, noticing his face expression and how visibly disappointed he was. A hint of blush covered your cheeks and you laughed out of embarrassment. 

“Actually I thought Deuce was out of character for a moment, but I couldn’t even imagine it was you… Thank you!” Your beaming smile caused Trey to frown but smile with a loving gaze in response, and the next second you handed the blanket to him, he accepted it, covering your hands with his and lingered his gaze on your eyes for a little longer than just a friend would.

“Next time I’ll make sure you know it was me.”

─ ⊹ Leona Kingscholar ♡₊

Oi, herbivore… Just how reckless of you to fall asleep on his territory completely uncovered?

You are so defenseless, sleeping in the botanical garden like that.

Maybe if Ruggie found him looking at you way longer than it considered normal, he would claim Leona’s gone insane out of love.

Seriously, herbivore, do you just have to be so stupidly angelic? 

Good thing it was he who discovered you sleeping on the grass and enjoying a warm, somnolent atmosphere lingered in the garden. 

Took the blanket Ruggie advised him to use to sleep on sometimes after other students watered flowers and the ground was still moist.

He hesitated for a mere second, appreciating the way you smiled through your sleep at how gentle the sun rays were piercing through the greenhouse glass. 

Covered you with a blanket and couldn’t resist the urge to caress your cheek, to which you reacted pretty much funny.

You leaned to him, murmuring something incoherent, and Leona cleared his throat just to avoid embarrassment in case Ruggie comes in.

Sevens, do you just need to be so vulnerable in front of him?

Next day it was you who found him lying on the grass as you were watering flowers.

“Good afternoon!” You greeted him, lifting the watering can just enough to not pour a few drops on Leona. “Oh, actually, I have a question to ask.”

“No asking how was my day, hm? When did you become so cold toward me, herbivore?”

“Hm, you’re the one to talk!” You hummed. “Anyway, do you know where Ruggie is?”

“What on earth do you need from him?”

“He covered me with a blanket when I fell asleep here. I thought it would be nice if I could give him something in return for being nice to me.”

“Sevens, herbivore, really? Him?”

You put the watering can on the ground and squatted down, moving closer to Leona and pouting. 

“What’s wrong!” You exclaimed and let out a little squeak when Leona pulled you closer to him, making you lay down beside him, his tail resting on your leg and flapping on it. “H-hey-”

“Never gonna cover you with a blanket again if you can’t recognize who it was, herbivore.”

You blushed and looked straight at him, noticing his grin at your sudden realization. You averted your gaze, curving up corners of your lips and giggled.

Maybe he’ll reconsider his decision depending on whether you lean to him a little closer or not. 

─ ⊹ Vil Schoenheit ♡₊

You and Rook were helping Vil with his club activities, which acquired carrying out things here and there mostly.

By the time you’ve finished you headed out to the staff room to pick up your belongings and then return to Ramshackle.

Actually, the armchair in the dressing room covered with some clothes turned out to be so alluringly comfortable and cozy that you couldn’t resist and decided to take a breath.

It was nearly 10 pm when Vil realized he forgot something in the staff room and discovered you, lying in clothes and things like a little kid surrounded by plushies.

Seriously, potato, only you could look so incredibly cute in such a mess. 

He picked you up in his arms, carried you to the sofa and covered you with a blanket.

He couldn’t afford carrying you to Ramshackle in such a state, so he made sure there was a glass of water standing on the table and skin care products made by him were there too, so you could use those when you wake up.

Next day you came to Pomefiore accompanied by Epel, who was discussing yesterday’s events with you.

“I wonder who it was…” you pressed a finger to your lips, sinking deeper into your thoughts.

“So it’s whether Rook or Vil,” Epel said.

Neither you nor Epel noticed how Vil was approaching you two from behind and deciding to walk a little slower after hearing his name. He had no intention of eavesdropping, but a sudden curiosity hit him. 

No way you would be that dense to not to guess that it was him who took care of you-

“Knowing Vil’s strict schedule I bet it was Rook!” you exclaimed, leaving Vil completely dumbfounded. “I mean, I fell asleep around 10 pm, I assume it was too late for Vil to be out of his room…”

“Never knew you have a habit of speaking nonsense, potato.”

You turned to him, surprised by his sudden appearance. Epel was fast to storm out of the hall, leaving you two all alone.  “I’m sorry for talking behind your back…”

“Potato, never avert your gaze like that from me. Head straight, chin up. Yes, like that.” Vil grinned at how fast you were to do as he said, so he put his hands on your shoulders, encouraging you to relax a little and not be so tense. He leaned closer, noticing how you completely ignore skin care products he left just for you and sighed. 

“Potato, come here. I’ll do your makeup today, but under one condition.”

“O-oh, yes?..” You stuttered, your cheeks growing warm with every second. 

“Sleep in your room next time.”

─ ⊹ Rook Hunt ♡₊

Just how marvelous you are, little trickster! 

He discovered you reading a book under the tree in the area which wasn’t really popular among students due to its emptiness, but you found it calming and peaceful to recollect your thoughts and to relax a little.

He was observing college territory as he usually was at that time, starting in the afternoon and taking one last stroll when a dahlia-copper sunset descended on the campus, coloring it into sweet orange shades.

You appeared as you dropped the book on your knees, your head was leaning against a tree trunk, shadows of variously shaped leaves formed a delicate pattern on your face, and through them warm, ardent red sunset rays glided over your skin.

Rook landed from the tree near you silently, as if he was a nimble cat.

Your gentle features cupped with sunset rays made his heart skip a beat, and he appreciated how vulnerably you looked. 

He placed a soft kiss on your forehead, pulling a blanket out of his bag and covering you with it, making sure you’re comfortable enough to not to hurt your neck in this position.

Next day you were talking to Grim, discussing yesterday’s occurrence and taking a guess on whoever covered you with a blanket.

“You stupid henchman, sure thing it was Vil!”

“Why do you think so?” You genuinely asked, trying to sound reasonable. “Well, I know I fell asleep near Pomefiore, but… maybe it was Epel.”

“Mnyah?!” Grim jolted in your hands. “Jeez, how stupid you are! Why’d he do it for ya?”

“Maybe because I saved his ass that time he was trying to escape Vil’s extra classes?”

“Or maybe it was my beloved little trickster’s ange gardien?”

You jumped on the spot, Grim somehow predicting this kind of situation and escaping your hands, landing on the grass near you. You turned to see Rook smiling gently at you and offering you a gloved hand. You were too startled to figure out what was the meaning of that, but took the hand nevertheless. He pressed a small kiss on your knuckles, looking straight at you and grinning through the little kiss, the feeling of his lips still lingering on your skin.

─ ⊹ Idia Shroud ♡₊

He swears, the one time he actually has to attend classes in person turns out to be the one he also has to be paired with you. 

There’s nothing wrong with you, but it’s about him. He’s too nervous to even look at what you’re handing out to him during a potionology class.

So he proceeds to quickly add the potion you’ve handed out and mix it with something boiling in the cauldron. 

“I-idia!!” You exclaim, finally managing to make him at least glance at you. “I asked if this was the right thing or not!”

“W-wha?! Wait, what did you give me just now?!”

“H-here!” You gave him an empty bottle and he looked at the tag attached to it, facepalming himself. 

“Shit, wrong one…”

“And that means?.. Ah… Oh…”

“Hey, what’s with y-you?..”

You felt a sudden dizziness after inhaling the fumes of the potion, and suddenly collapsed on the floor, snoring heavily. Professor Crewel sighed tiredly and demanded Idia to take you to the infirmary, since the brew you prepared did not pose any threat to life. 

That's what he was thinking about!! Carrying you through the halls when the infirmary was in another wing?! 

Hell no he wasn’t going to do that-

He thought twice after receiving a heavy discerning Crewel's gaze and hearing him almost yell to get himself together and take you to the infirmary already.

He almost dropped you on the bed and realized there was no nurse around.

Shit, today was his worst day in his whole lifetime. 

He covered you with a blanket and stormed out of the room, leaving a small note with a quick summary of what happened in case the nurse came back.

A few hours after sleeping you got up and was quick to inform Idia you were fine as the only thing you remember was Idia’s face full of horror and worry before you've fainted.

“Can’t imagine professor Crewel covered me with a blanket tho”

“HUH?!”

You almost dropped your phone because of the amount of messages filled with furious emojis. Why was Idia reacting this way… 

“Bro, you good?” You typed. 

“As if. He made me carry you to the infirmary and discover there was no one aside from us just for you to assume it was him who took care of you?”

Good thing you couldn’t stutter through the text. The sudden realization at how sweet Idia was, covering you with a blanket and making sure you’re not alone at least for some time… With a sweet childlike smile plastered on your face you typed an answer.

“Thank you ♡”

─ ⊹ Malleus Draconia ♡₊

The nights at Ramshackle garden are always chilly. 

You noticed it right when you and Malleus took your usual stroll, discussing sweet nothings.

He was enchanted to just hear you speak, your little stories always filling him with a warm feeling spreading in his chest.

He felt an inexplicable warmth in his chest, as if he was feverish just from how charmingly your lips moved when you told how you enjoyed appreciating nature in your world.

He could feel his heart beating rapidly, pumping blood through his vessels and forcing him to feel his cheeks growing warm when you said you are glad to spend time with him, walking in the garden like that.

Yes, that was the first night you thought it was chilly, despite Malleus unable to control how warm he was feeling beside you.

Your gaze filled with genuine love and care lingered on him when he was telling you something about himself, not limited by anything or someone else's prejudiced attitude towards him.

It was just you, shivering a little and enjoying his somnolent deep voice, lulling you to sleep.

Malleus smiled at you, your head suddenly on his shoulder. 

He scooped you up in his arms, gently pulling you closer, and carried you to the Ramshackle, covering you with a blanket and caressing your cheek before dissolving into flashes of green.

Next evening you spotted neon green sparkles and greeted Malleus, him appearing beside you.

“Hello,” you smiled. “Thank you for making sure ghosts took me over to Ramshackle yesterday! I didn’t know they’re strong enough to carry a human body.”

“Child of man…”

“Yes?” You turned to him, noticing his pout and approached him. “Why are you upset, Tsunotarou? Did I do something wrong?..”

“Nothing beside mistaken my guilelessness towards you for ghosts’ sincerity. “

“Oh…” You smiled gently at him, fearlessly pulling him towards you and embracing him, meeting his absolutely lovesick gaze and feeling sudden warmth spreading in your chest. “Would you find this hug sufficient to make this up?”

“Maybe a little bit longer, if you will, child of man.”

With that you buried your face in his chest, enjoying how right and pertinent you were feeling in his arms, smiling to yourself and wishing this night to never end.

─ ⊹ Lilia Vanrouge ♡₊

You were always an honored guest at Light Music Club’s gatherings. 

Lilia would often find you studying at the library and float midair in front of you, chuckling and inviting you over to the music room. 

So you did just that for once. Then twice. Starting from twice you’ve realized you’re always finding your ways at the music room, your beloved trio ready to spoil you with sweets and juicy stories. 

Today was so fun and exciting, the boys demonstrated their new song to you, suggesting you to be their main vocalist and you giggling at the thought. 

Today’s playlist they performed was quite nice and peaceful to that extent you found yourself relaxing and falling asleep quickly. 

Kalim was giggling and trying to not to wake you up while Cater was quick to tweet about you enjoying ballads so much you ended up asleep. 

Lilia looked at you with pure adoration plastered on his face, his fingers caressing your cheeks and fixing your hair gently.

Kalim almost squeaked at how lovely you two were. 

Lilia found a cute blanket Kalim once brought here and asked him whether he could use it and after receiving approval he covered you with a blanket. 

Needless to say Lilia was a man who was bad at resisting temptation to kiss your forehead. 

Next time you all met you took a bite of a cookie, a few crumbs fell into your lap, but you continued talking. 

“By the way guys, who was the one who covered me with a blanket last week? I wanted to thank you!”

“Wanna do a poll on MagiCam?”

“Ah no no, let me just guess then… I bet it was Kalim!”

Just after you said that Lilia appeared in front of you, floating midair. It was hard to recognize what kind of expression he had in that state, but you assumed he was slightly dissatisfied with your answer. 

“Think twice~”

He floated closer to you, finally noticing pinkish blush dusting your cheeks, his lips covering yours in a soft kiss. After pulling out he licked cookie crumbs from your check and gave a nod of approval, asking you once again. 

“Made up your mind?”

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[lucy90712]

Hii how are you? I saw your post about sending in requests soo here I am haha :)

Could you write smth with Marc guiu and like long distance relationship (reader is from another country, I'd love Germany cos I'm from there but any country is okay) and like her surprising him with a visit, maybe she comes to a game and like waits for him after as the 'surprise' kinda. Feel free to adjust or change things if you want :)

Thanks so much in advance and I hope you have a great day!

Being in a long distance relationship is hard especially when there was a time that you weren't long distance it becomes hard to separate yourself from the person you love but sometimes it has to be done. This is exactly how it is for me and Marc as a few years ago my family moved to Barcelona which is where we met and became friends for a few months before we started dating. For a year we were so happy together until my dad lost his job and got a new one back home in Germany so we had no choice but to be long distance which was so hard at first but we have made it work as best as possible but I still miss him a lot. 

A few weeks ago Marc got a move to Chelsea which he was really excited about and I was really happy for him. Between his move and preseason we haven't seen each other in like two months which is the longest we've gone without seeing each other. This weekend is supposed to be Marc's first game which he thinks I can't make it to but I've been lying to him so I can surprise him. It's not all a lie originally I didn't think I could go as I was supposed to be going to a family event but things got moved around and I just didn't tell him as I thought it would be fun to surprise him. 

Getting tickets to the match wasn't easy as they were all sold out and I'm not as familiar with Marc's new Chelsea teammates as I was with his Barcelona teammates. In the end I was brave and dm'ed one of his teammates to ask for help getting tickets and he was so helpful and gave me a way to get hold of tickets and offered to help me surprise Marc which I took him up on as I have no idea how to go about things. His teammate made sure that I knew how to get to the stadium and where would be the best place to stay the night before the game and he sorted things out so I'd be allowed into the back of the stadium with the rest of the players friends and families so I can actually surprise Marc after the game. 

Now things are all set in place and all I have to do is keep this hidden from Marc which won't be easy as we always FaceTime every night and I'm scared he'll notice that I'm not in my room as I'm staying in a hotel close to the stadium. Marc is quite observant he always notices when I've had my hair cut even if it's just a trim and he can always tell when I've changed my skincare or makeup routine so fooling him isn't going to be easy. I thought he'd have caught on before I even got here as we quite often text throughout the day and I had to have my phone off while I was on the plane but luckily I was able to say that I was caught up with something and didn't check my phone which he believed. 

As soon as I arrived to the hotel and dropped my suitcase off I went back out onto the streets to go the the Chelsea store which is close to the stadium to find a shirt with Marc's name and number on. He said that he would send me a shirt but he hasn't been able to yet as he hasn't got an official game day shirt that he can part with. What kind of girlfriend would I be if I didn't wear his shirt especially for his first game at a new club so I took matters into my own hand to try and find a shirt for myself. The store was much bigger than I expected it to be and it was filled with people but I managed to navigate my way around until I finally found a shirt with Marc's name on it which I bought and got out of there as quick as possible. 

Like clockwork Marc FaceTimed me at 8pm and I had to do my best to try and keep the camera on me and not show much of the room so he wouldn't get too suspicious. To start with Marc seemed confused and was looking at my surroundings but he didn't say anything so neither did I. We had a normal conversation about what we had done today and I had to completely make things up which he just believed as he trusts me enough to not question anything I say which is really sweet and helpful in this specific situation. We talked for hours until I had to pretend to need to go as I was supposed to be up early for this family event he still thinks I'm going to so we said goodnight to each other and I just hoped and prayed that Marc wasn't too suspicious about my surroundings. 

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I woke up to my alarm and a few texts from Marc telling me to have a good time with my family so I wished him luck at his game before getting up and getting ready. Once I was ready I still had hours until I needed to leave for the game and I had no idea what to do with myself. I was so nervous for Marc, I always get nervous before Marc plays but for some reason today I'm extra nervous for him. Playing for a new club in a different league especially such a competitive one like the premier league is nerve wracking and playing at Chelsea comes with another level of competition and pressure that I know Marc can handle but that doesn't mean I can't be nervous for him. 

Eventually the time came for me to leave so I changed into the shirt I bought yesterday and grabbed all my things before calling a taxi to get to the stadium. There was so much traffic on the road but I allowed plenty of time to get there so by the time I arrived there was still enough time for me to find my seat and take in the stadium before the match started. I have been to all sorts of stadiums to watch Marc play but most of them don't compare to Stamford bridge even though there was a lot of empty seats the atmosphere was amazing people were really in the spirit and ready for the first match of the new season. 

Soon enough the players came out to warm up and as always my eyes were drawn to Marc as he ran across the pitch and kicked a ball around to get himself ready. He wasn't in the starting line up which wasn't a huge surprise to me but I'm hoping he can play in the second half as I'd love to see him actually play. Watching him out there made me so excited to surprise him after the match I know he wished I could be here but he would never say that as he doesn't like to make me feel bad when I can't make it to big matches. In just under two hours I can finally hug and kiss him again which I've missed so much while we've been apart but for now I have to wait a bit longer. 

The match didn't get off to the best start with Chelsea conceding within the first 20 minutes then they had a few good chances which unfortunately they weren't be able to convert. Half time came around and not much changed but 66 minutes into the game Marc finally came on. He received a loud cheer from the crowd which really warmed my heart as I know he was worried about being accepted by the fans but that doesn't seem like it's going to be a problem. Marc played well trying to make runs and get close to the goal to help the team but ultimately it didn't make a difference as the match ended 2-0 after an 84th minute goal from Kovacic which wasn't well received by the home fans but in the end they didn't care so much about that and more about the loss. 

I wasn't thinking about the loss I was thinking about Marc, the players were still out on the pitch but as soon as they started making their way off I left my seat and headed towards the back parts of the stadium so I can finally see Marc. Security let me straight through and directed me to where I needed to go to find the locker rooms. Just as I made it down there the players started to head towards the locker room and I was able to spot Marc down the corridor as he was talking to Sanchez so he hadn't noticed me yet. The closer he got the more I wondered if he would even notice me as he was so in his own world but luckily Marc looked in my direction at the right time which caused him to stop in his tracks as he tried to figure out what was happening. 

It wasn't long before Marc realised I was actually stood there and he ran towards me and picked me up in his arms to hug me tightly. He was all sweaty from running around for the last 30 minutes but I couldn't care less it just felt so good to be in his arms again. When he put me down one of his arms stayed around my waist while his other hand went to my jaw to pull me in for a kiss. It didn't stop at one kiss he made sure to make up for at least half the kisses I've missed out on over the last two months by pressing kisses all over my face. 

"I'm so happy you're here I've missed you so much" Marc said 

"I've missed you too you were amazing out there by the way" I said 

"Thank you I was sad that we lost but now none of it matters as I've got you here" he said 

"Wait weren't you supposed to be at a family thing how are you here?" He asked 

"That got moved so I decided I'd come surprise you at your first match as I just couldn't miss it" I said 

"Well I'm happy you could make it and I like your shirt how did you get that?" He asked 

"I battled London after I got here yesterday and went to the club store which was packed but I managed to find this as I thought I couldn't come here to support you without wearing your shirt" I said 

"You are so cute but now you can have this shirt so you've got a fully authentic one" he said 

"I look forward to showing that off to my friends" I laughed 

We talked for a bit longer before he had to go and get changed so he left me with a few of his teammates who he introduced me to while he showered and changed in record time. All of his teammates were lovely and they made me feel welcome which is something I was worried about as I got along with all of Marc's Barcelona teammates really well so I didn't think it would be the same here but so far everyone has been really nice. Soon enough Marc came back and it was time for us to go so we headed to my hotel to grab my things so I could stay with him for the next few days as my flight back isn't until Wednesday as I thought we could spend an extra few days together. He doesn't have a proper place yet but he's staying in an actual apartment so we decided we would stay there. 

Once we made it back to Marc's place we settled in on the sofa and didn't move from there. He ordered us food for dinner and we had on our tv show that we only ever watch together as we have a lot to catch up on. All we really did was sit and cuddle but that's exactly what I've been missing while we've been apart so today has just been the perfect day. 

[carrotoplyn]

aiden isn’t just a dumb blonde OH MY GOSHHHH. i’ve seen a couple of people say this as like a joke and like haha funny i guess?? I mean it can be fun on the occasion but like ehh idk. but i’ve seen people say it and genuinely mean it and i’m like he’s no though??

it’s currently late at night and i can’t properly express my thoughts on this in such a way it would make sense but, i wanna just point out some simple-ish things. (also apologies for any mistakes you may see, like i said before, it is currently late at night for me when i’m posting this)

so this first one is something my friend noticed. (kinda mad i didn’t notice it myself but not important) which is how in one of the first few episodes (70% sure it’s episode 2) is how aiden was the only one who finished the homework. yes everyone was sleep deprived and tired so they couldn’t do it, but it seems like aiden did it and did it right considering even ashlyn copied off of him

he was smart enough to make a plan for ash to go on the field trip, which was a fully thought out plan that really couldn’t backfire unless she genuinely decided not to go (but she did and now look at where are today)

this next one isn’t talking about how he’s smart but it correlates so idgaf, and it’s how we probably only “plays dumb”. because like i’ve said this whole post, he’s not dumb. but he probably only acts like so people don’t expect him to actually be able to do more complex things. like being so for real when i first read sbg and saw aiden, i had low expectations (but look at me now, writing my second ‘analysis’ or whatever you call this in row on this him)

he beat the world record for how fast a rubix cube can be completed, need i say more? yes, need i say more actually because most people are not good at puzzles. and most puzzles aren’t easy to do either. well yes, for some people rubix cubes are easy, but ain’t no way all he does is those small little rubix cubes that are too easy for him.

hes able to think quick on his feet. first example of this to come to mind is episode 21 when they behead the phantom. and as well as him coming up with an way to save ash from the phantom. like he doesn’t need that much time to think of plans, and his plans are usually foolproof.

FASTPASS SPOLIERS FOR THIS NEXT ONE (the spoilers are under the cut)

he’s always smart enough to negotiate with alex (by negotiate i mean threaten, but same thing, right?) and he literally was about to use a pen as a lethal weapon here guys. A PEN PEOPLE. A PEN. and plus alex was ready to listen to him and make a compromise (to be fair alex already wanted to help anyways but shhh i use whatever crumbs i can for my stupid idiot thoughts)

ok that’s all, please add on if you can i beg i beg 🙏🙏

[vainvenus]

⌲;꒰ Groovy! ꒱

Pairing :: Johnny Cade x Fem!Reader

Synopsis :: Johnny starts to crush on Dally's new friend who's a little bit different from everyone else.

Includings :: Hippie!reader, mutual pinning, readers love languages is personal touch, wingman!Dally, panicking!Johnny, this is kinda short, fluff

An - I'm just trying to drop/finish my drafts even though i think this fandom is practically dead...send outsiders requests if you'd like though!

"I still don't get all that peace and love crap, it's not gonna solve anything." Dally scoffed as he walked beside the you and you shrugged your shoulders.

"You don't have to understand me. If you think fighting will solve everything I'll let you think that." You shrugged and Dally rolled his eyes slightly before his brows raised a little bit and he waved his hand up at a figure who was a few feet away.

"Johnny! That you, man?" He called out and the black hair boy froze like he was caught doing something illegal until he saw a familiar face and he eased up.

He walked over, looking over to the you. He took quick notice of your wardrobe, upi didn't look like too much like a Soc and you definitely couldn't of been a greaser.

You wore a white shirt that seemed a few sizes to big and bell bottom jeans that had multiple patches of different patterns along them and tan sandals. You had multiple necklaces on and a mute orange bandana.

You smiled softly at him and waved your fingers at him which made him stomach flutter a little bit.

"Aww, so you weren't lyin'! You do have friends~!" Yoi giggled, hitting the boy softly on the shoulder and the brunette rolled his eyes with a small snarl.

"Haha, so funny. Johnny, flower power. Flower power, Johnny."

"Flower power?" Johnny repeated as he shook your hand and you let out a short giggle which made his stomach flutter all over again.

"Not my real name of course, it's a nickname. My real name is [Y/n] but you can call me whatever ya' like."

"Ohh." Johnny nodded along, noticing how you still hadn't let go of his hand. Yours were warm and felt comfort at touch. "I...uh..I like your pants."

You beamed, letting go and shaking your leg a little. "Really? Dally thinks they look like an art project gone wrong."

"Because they do." Dally muttered and you rolled your eyes.

"I think they're far out, you're such a downer Dally! Hah! Downer Dally!" You laughed and Dally had let out a sarcastic chuckle with another eye roll. "Ahah. Almost busted a lung there."

"See? A downer. Johnny-man thought it was funny." You turned back to Johnny, messing with one of the loose patches on your jeans. "I could make ya' a pair- actually they probably wouldn't be your sty-"

"I'd like that!" Johnny piped up before you could shut the idea down and your eyes widened in surprised, you smiled at him. "Really?"

He nodded, smiling growing along with yours. "Groovy! I'll get onto it as fast as I can."

"Groovy?" Johnny repeated, tilting his head a little bit and you nodded. "Groovy, it's kinda like when y'all say tuff. It's just a good thing."

"Oh, groovy." Johnny said and you had giggled, patting his shoulder.

"You make it sound so weird like it's a different language or something. It's kinda cute." Johnny only smiled, trying to ignore the fact that you had called him cute.

Dally looked between the two of you, narrowing his eyes a little bit before a small smirk itched onto the end of his lips.

"Johnny, you wanna tag along with us? We were just about to head and see that new movie that just came out."

"You should, if you don't mind horror movies." You added and Johnny pressed his lips together in a small yet strained smile.

"Naw, I don't mind."

★

"I could have paid for y'all, you know. We didn't have to break in." You sighed and Dally chuckled.

"Now where's the fun in that?" He hummed as they all took their seats, a little bit away from the front.

"What kind of horror movie is it again?" Johnny asked and Dally shrugged his shoulders. He never really came to pay attention to the movies, he came to be a bother to those who were trying to.

"Some sort of slasher. Shouldn't be too frightening if you're scared."

"I'm not scared!" Johnny squeaked and you had giggled, leaning back in the chair.

"It's alright if you are. I wouldn't judge. You can even hold my hand if you want." You offered as the movie had and started. Johnny pursed his lips before he took your hand in his.

"I'm just holding yer' hand in case you get scared." He established and you had nodded, entwining your fingers with his their hands were basically locked together.

He smiled at that as he tried to focus on one thing.

Not looking like a scaredy cat.

But the movie was barley ten minutes in before Johnny had jumped back in his seat from the killer jumping out of nowhere, his scream muffled in the collar of his jean jacket.

He glanced over at you as he felt you squeeze his hand comfortingly. "Sorry.." He mumbled, his sunkissed skin growing warm from embarrassment.

"Don't apologize. You don't have to act all tough for me, Johnny. It's a horror movie for a reason." You reassured with a small smile as you moved closer to him, resting your head on his shoulder.

"Next time we can see something a little more relaxing."

"Next time?" He repeated like it was a foreign statement.

You nodded excitedly. "Yeah, next time! Do ya' not wanna see me again or something?"

"No!" Johnny quickly said. "I'd.. I'd love to see a movie with you again."

"Groovy."

[elsa-fogen]

So uhhh quick question what would you do if you wanted to finish something (an art cough cough) but everytime you tried to finish it, your motivation just keeps flicking in and out and made you have a hard time finishing it and almost made you wanna give up and leave it unfinished?

Sorry for the long question but i have SO many unfinished drawings that i want to post so bad but couldn't for sum reason 😭

And you're the only artist so far that i know almost post around every 3-5 days

You don't have to answer this but can you pls give me youtube art tutorials that help you?

So very sorry for disturbing you 😅

i'm not the best person to ask for advice, honestly. Maybe it'll sound too prideful, but i consider myself a really special case. I don't hate myself and my art (mostly), i don't suffer while drawing, and i've never had an "art block" in my life. I've been drawing my whole life, and if you count all days when i didn't draw anything you'll get... well, maybe 2-3 years out of my 24. I think. so, anything i say may not be helpful.

Actually almost everything you see in my blog are just colored sketches, not finished art

woops haha

Maybe that'll work for you too? try to just color your sketches and post them as they are. When i realised that my works don't have to be fully finished, my life become much easier. And i was really surprised to find out how many people can enjoy my comics even if they're just sketches. Of course, comics with cool art and colors will get more attention, but in the end, you won't get any attention if you don't post anything. so i know for a fact that i can't pull out a fully rendered comic, and all i can do - just sketches, and in this case it's better to post at least them then post absolutely nothing. There will be people who enjoy them.

and very often stuff you did for fun has more attention then those things you spend much time and effort (like how my shitty meme got 10k notes out of nowhere)

but when i need to finish something i just make myself do it. Just breaking myself over a knee. And don't start anything else before it's done.

It helps when you have a date when the art should be finished, and consequences if it's not. Yeah.

And EXCUSE YOU, I ACTUALLY POST EVERY DAY! gee, no respect on this hellish site for my hard work /very much J

And i don't watch any art tutorials aha- i watch reactions or game playthroughs, or some blogger ramble about some cartoon while drawing.

so yeah, kinda messy, as all my text posts are... but hope it'll help you. Good luck with your art!

[inmydelusionalera]

How would ATEEZ react when their s/o is dancing to one of their songs?

Genre: fluffy

Warnings/triggers: N/A

Gender: Any

Hongjoong

You're dancing in the kitchen to 'treasure' without being aware of the fact that Hongjoong was stood right behind you, watching you dance your heart out. You even attempted to rap his parts. Once the song finishes, you hear clapping from behind you which startles you. 'How long were you watching?' You were slightly embarrassed because you're not the greatest dancer or rapper in the world. He laughs at you and smiles, 'long enough, it was actually kinda cute and you're definitely my favourite rapper.'

Seonghwa

As you're cleaning the living room, you dance with the vacuum cleaner to 'wave'. You know the choreography so well as you've watched Seonghwa's fancam so many times. 'Ahh how many times are you gonna listen to that song?' Seonghwa appears from behind you, smiling as he watches you dance. His sudden appearance doesn't stop you from dancing and as you continue to dance, he eventually joins in with you. You end up dancing for a while, but don't worry, you managed to get the chores done as you now had a dancing Seonghwa to help!

Yunho

You were in your feels as the song 'turbulence' is playing and you were making up your own choreography to go with the song. Yunho comes downstairs after gaming for a bit and sees you dancing and you instantly make eye contact. As he walks towards you, he he smiles and holds his hand out for you to take. 'Let's make our own choreography together.' You and Yunho start slow dancing, never breaking eye contact. The world around you no longer seemed to exist and it was just you two. Something binding always seems to happen when you dance together.

Yeosang

'Crazy Form' would be blasting from the speakers as you try to learn the choreography as a suprise for Yeosang. You knew it would be hard as it requires skill and energy but you also knew it would be worth it. As you're deep in concentration, you don't notice Yeosang enter the room from behind you until the song ends and you collapse on the floor exhausted. 'Waaaa, how have you kept this talent hidden from me for so long? We could've been doing TikTok challenges together!' He was genuinely impressed and now forced you to do TikToks with him- have fun!

San

You had always admired how San was able to look sexy and cool when dancing to hard choreography and you wanted to try it for yourself. You place a chair in the middle of the room and start playing 'cyberpunk'. His part of the song was enngraved in your head so all you had to do was make your body do what he does. 'Haha you're so cute when you try copy me, let me help you before you hurt yourself.' San walks over to you and guides you on all the steps but you were so distracted by him that you were none the wiser by the end.

Mingi

You were watching an award show video where ATEEZ were performing 'bouncy'. The song had gotten to the last chorus and you couldn't help but want to join in, so you spring onto your feet and join in with the boys on the screen. Once the song finishes, you turn around to sit back down, to be greeting with a camera pointing straight at you. 'ENCORE, ENCORE, ENCORE,' Mingi would jokingly be yelling at you. You go to grab the phone off him but he's too quick. 'I promise not to show anyone if you perform the whole song just for me.' You're confused by his sweet yet strange request but you comply as you don't want anyone to see the video. He's lovingly smiling at you throughout the song, silently encouraging you. He was never going to share it- he just wanted to see you perform.

Wooyoung

'The real' was a song that had been playing non-stop in your head and you took this as a sign to finally learn the choreography. You replay Wooyoung's fancam several times in order to memorise it and when you're eventually ready, you begin. You practice for hours and you were so focused, you didn't hear Wooyoung come in. But you sure heard him when he saw you dancing: 'OMG Y/N. YOU'RE AMAZING.' Wooyoung is you're biggest fan and he would be cheering and clapping with every step you made. When you finish the song he jokes about you becoming an idol but really, he just wants you to perform for real.

Jongho

You were bored as you were alone in the apartment, scrolling through social media watching dance challenges. This gave you the inspiration to try it yourself and you decide to learn the chorepgraphy 'deja vu'. It wouldn't take you long to pick it up as the chorus was relatively easy. All you had to do was film it and post it but as you were in the middle of recording, Jongho comes home and sees you dancing. He's a bit shy at first once he realises which song you're dancing to but his shyness quickly turns into admiraton. He watches all the takes you record in awe and even picks his favourite one out for you to post.

[bookishdaze]

Welcome To The Monkey House

I swear I didn't mean to write this much. I only wanted to know the title of the novel, but noooooo. I just had to overanalyze this single moment in the movie.

Remember this book Mae picks up?

I had to squint at this shot for longer than I'd like to admit. I could only see the author's first name, and I struggled to pick up the last name when Trevathan said it. Forget about making out the actual title. Fortunately, after a bit of digging, I found it! It's 'Welcome To The Monkey House' by Kurt Vonnegut. Very fitting, given Mae's circumstances. Welcome to the monkey house indeed, Mae, haha!

The book is a collection of 25 short stories, one of which is actually titled 'Welcome To The Monkey House.' Kurt Vonnegut is known for weaving satire and science fiction into his stories that explore themes and his criticisms of war, religion, science, and politics.

And so, like any normal, sane person would do, I whipped out my tinfoil hat and read the story with my POTA goggles on and tried to find any connections and similarities to Kingdom. Here's a link to a free PDF version for anyone curious.

First, a very quick summary.

Warning: It features sexual assault and a questionable portrayal of women. That's the 60s for you.

Earth is facing an overpopulation problem with 17 billion people. The world government decides to tackle this problem through two methods. One is through Ethical Suicide Parlors where people go to volunteer to be put to sleep. The other is the government mandating everyone take ethical birth control pills, which make one numb from the waist down. People are still able to reproduce, but the pleasure of sex has been taken away.

Nancy is a hostess at one of these parlors, and she's told by the local sheriff there's a criminal called Billy the Poet who is known for kidnapping hostesses and forcing them to have sex with him. He's a nothinghead, which is someone who doesn't take the ethical birth control pills. They're called nothingheads because they are "bombed out of their skulls with the sex madness."

Billy succeeds in kidnapping Nancy, waits for the effects of the ethical birth control pills to wear off, and takes her virginity. However, the story portrays this assault as a necessary evil. Billy's previous victims actually help him with kidnapping Nancy because they're grateful and understand why he did what he did to them. Billy is remorseful about what he did to Nancy, but he does it because he believes the law is wrong and this is the only way to make others understand.

It ends with Billy giving Nancy a bottle of normal birth control pills that will allow her to feel pleasure and not reproduce. The label on the bottle says Welcome to the Monkey House.

Okidoki! Now lets overanalyze this baby. I'm no Vonnegut expert, and I've only read this single story of his, so any Vonnegut enthusiasts will have to forgive me for any inaccuracies, lol.

Before I continue, I'm not saying this is necessarily what the filmmakers intended. They most likely included the book because of the title and they thought it was clever. The other most likely reason is that both Kurt Vonnegut and Pierre Boulle, the latter who is the author of the original Planet of the Apes novel, were writers who used scifi to explore themes of science and religion in their books. However, where's the fun in the simple answer? JOIN ME IN MY DELUSION!

Nancy Reminds Me Of Mae

Okay, kinda? They're two vastly different stories, but let me explain.

Both Mae and Nancy have been raised to believe the government is right on how to solve humanity's main problem, even if it's wrong. Mae believes the world belongs to humans and not apes, and will do whatever it takes to complete her mission that will help put humans back on top. Nancy believes nothingheadedness and sex are to blame for the world's problems, so people should follow the law and take the pills that strip them of their pleasure.

Mae and Nancy dislike people from another group. Mae has been raised to fear and hate apes. Nancy's disdain for nothingheads is apparent when after the effects of the ethical birth control pills had worn off, she tells her captors, "I may be a nothinghead now. But that doesn't mean I have to think like one or act like one."

Finally, Mae and Nancy's worldviews start to change after their encounter with a person from the other group. Mae believed apes are to be feared and despised, but meeting Noa challenges those beliefs. Nancy is shocked to learn that the women who helped Billy kidnap her had gone through the same thing, foreshadowing that Nancy's beliefs will change just like theirs. Both Mae and Nancy don't completely switch sides by the end, but seeds of doubt have been planted in their minds, and with time, will come to understand that what they've been raised to believe is wrong.

Welcome To The Monkey House Meaning

Okay, remember that label with the phrase Welcome To The Monkey House on the normal pills? Let me explain the reason for that.

The story explains how the ethical birth control pills were originally used on monkeys. The creator of the pills had decided to take his eleven children to the zoo's monkey house after church on Easter, but was appalled to find monkeys...um, well, playing with their little rocket, if ya know what I mean. This led him to create these pills for the monkeys so that visits to the monkey house are more appropriate. Now humans are mandated to take these same pills or risk jail.

So when Bill gives Nancy a bottle of normal birth control pills with the label Welcome To The Monkey House, it sounds like a call to join the other side. For Nancy to join the nothingheads. Join the ones that are seen as sick with sex madness, when in reality it's just normal human sexuality. The phrase suggests the nothingheads are like monkeys, inappropriate and out of control. Comparing other groups of people to animals is a common way to dehumanize them and portray them as evil, but in 'Welcome To The Monkey House,' the real dehumanization is stripping people of their sexual pleasure, an integral part of being human that is also observed in many animals, including monkeys and other primates.

Now if I were to continue drawing parallels between Mae and Nancy, the phrase Welcome To The Monkey House would quite literally mean just that for Mae. Mae would join the monkeys. Well, in this case, the apes. Through her relationship with Noa, she'll realize humans and apes are the same, and that she is no better or worse than this other group she sees as animals.

Okay, I'm Done.

One last thing. This part made me chuckle. Both Mae and Nancy are capable of choking people and breaking their necks, apparently!

[who1ssheesh]

If you're still doing it I can't wait to see the prompt with squalos s/o being buds with Xanxus 😂

Squalo's S/O being buds with Xanxus

Pairings: Squalo/Reader, Xanxus/Reader (PLATONIC)

Notes: yes. absolutely. i live for those two idiots. This one is long af compared to Xanxus' one and I can't explain why. But I had so much fun with this, Xanxus is a soulmate in a bro-ish way????

Warnings: good ol swearing, brief mentions of sex (not much really), probably OOC and terrible english (ur not my teacher ha ha)

• First of all, holy shit that’s impressive?

• Second of all, must be mentioned that Xanxus kinda….doesn't see women as friends? He looks at them sexually right away. Or so he thought

• Third of all, Squalo gotta be terrified

• Fourth of all (that's a lot of counting) Squalo situation is not having any drama as Xanxus' does, he is a pure comedy gold and so is his relationship with you. That's what no daddy issues does to you, but what do i know

• Not comedy as if a clown comedy, but a good harsh bri'ish comedy - insert Utopia reference. Squalo is more than confident in you since you obviously date for some time for him to move in with you and therefore reveal you to his boss.

• I'll tell you a secret btw, Xanxus probably guessed he has you because Squalo is a loser cuck and started to act differently.

• I think Xanxus doesn’t give a shit enough to just bust into Squalo’s apartment for any stupid reason as if it’s his own. So if you at least haven’t heard of him as your boyfriend’s boss, you’re going to meet him in person

• Xanxus coming up and breaking your door just to nap:

🧍

• Squalo never told Xanxus where he lives, that bitch just knows

• Never in his life Xanxus expected to see one day a shmoll girl there and not hear screaming at the top of one’s lungs. He still says Squalo is a fucking virgin loser femboy ugly ass haha lol lmao, he can’t be deprived of those shitty jokes…

• I mean it, Xanxus can get pissed seeing you too being lovey-dovey but I'll expand this drama later

• Xanxus is basically your adopted stray cat, deal with it

• Squalo won't say this out loud or says this very...covertly and probably insults you along the way, but anyways he really appreciate you dealing with all that bullshit. He does indeed value strong character - you don't need to wield a big sword or shoot a gun, but going through his path even though you can be confused or scared means much. He knows a lot of cowards who can shoot a gun, so...Squalo looks much deeper than that. Shark, ocean, DEEP, get it<<<<<<</////??????? I'll see myself out.

• He is lowkey terrified but...also chill? Unlike Xanxus, he doesn't overthink (at least not much). He of course draws a line at some things - at first Squalo was really mad at his boss staying...alone....with you....at you house (he is jealous) cause Xanxus is immoral bitch and would try to fuck you if he wants to.

• Also is you start gossiping or making fun of him with Xanxus, holy shit Squalo is quick to start raging. It's one thing to gossip and laughing at some bud, but doing so about your partner is a huge red flag for him. If you have any problems. come straight to Squalo he is an adult and prefers just discussing problems.

• Well, Xanxus also will certainly not respect you for trying to spill out your bullshit on him and talking shit about his captain. He has standards. (And not because he is a little uwu girl and actually deep DEEP like ocean bottom deep cares about Squalo)

• “The fuck happened here?”, Squalo is on edge, to say the least, seeing stains of blood around the apartment and you cleaning it with a clearly annoyed expression

“So your boss-“

“My boss?!”

“-got over again”

“AGAIN???”

• So, the situation: Squalo, as a person who values trust in relationship the most, is really pissed (sad….) you’re keeping the truth away from him, and you, thinking he’s aware his boss is chilling around since…..well, Superbia is his right hand, makes sense?

• You didn’t know about their burning hate for each other. Gotta be jealous, his love to you will never be as true, fiery and emotional as his undying HATE!!!! for Xanxus

• You screaming “get a fucking room, deepshits” when they start arguing again

• You probably got Xanxus with an insult. Obviously. Sorry, you’ve signed a pact, nothing in your life will be normal again, just like your boyfriend (he’s a little unstable. Just a little)

• Xanxus haven’t been around your house for long - leaving more work for Superbia and leaving right after, quickly patching a quick wound and stealing alcohol, of course

• You’ve been quieter than a mouse, thinking you shouldn’t be involved in Squalo’s business, but one day Xanxus was noticeably not feeling good, ready to pass out, so…you helped him obviously

• Xanxus being Xanxus didn’t thank you, got pissed because air was too warm for his liking or smth and was whining that actually you did a poor job tending his wound

• “Bitch, I will kill you in your sleep?” sent him away, he honestly found this hilarious (we’re talking about your audacity here)

• You got a chuckle out of him, whick you didn't think about much at first, but a Squalo's shocked expression said everything. You can be proud

• Lowkey Xanxus doesn't separate you two together in his mind, you both are a one Superbia homunculus in his mind. Maybe that's why Xanxus with Squalo's s/o feels so....included for all three of you compared to other way around lol

• Even your jokes are on the same line istg

• Xanxus feels even...bittersweet.

• He is...kinda cautious? He knows Squalo is capable of getting out from the devil himself (remember how may times he "died" in manga lol), but you...well...he double checks every visit. Xanxus is very brutal and, unbothered and nonchalant but very smart. Makes sure no one is on his tail.

• Don't get me wrong, it's not in a sweet family way, but you kinda start having dinners together? Both are bitching around but you notice in the end they start having a human conversation instead of their regular unga-bunga

• Xanxus likes this

• Xanxus feels home

• Unlike Squalo, he can't show his devotion to save his life, so you just know there is a "useful friend of a friend that can solve some problems with a call". But I'll tell you, Xanxus will double-check if something is serious, not just throw problems as subordinates.

• Mafia is not flowers and sunshine. Those two have had a conversation "what to do if Squalo dies". Xanxus probably threw a glass at him and said to not be an idiot, but he didn't say no. You're the first person he can call at least an acquaintance, so...

• Well, that counts when we talk about older Xanxus, I'm sure he is mellowed out by that time (+ just enough time for you and Squalo to establish your relationship)

• He's not the type to get over at 2am if there's a problem lol. Maybe he can miss a call cause he's a heavy sleeper. But if anything, you have his subordinates at your place.

• He will teach you to drink. Will laugh his ass off when you fail to beat his ass at drinking competition again and Squalo is having a heart stroke on the background

• Xanxus will turn you in a copy of himself just to piss ofs Squalo lol

• You learning his mood by the intonation he says 'trash'

• Also you calling him janitor or sum in return. Varia horrified you dare to do this, and Xanxus laughing. He still shoots your way though...

• If you're not Italian, you MUST teach him swearing on your native language. Also tell him if there is any local alcohol (of course)

• "Yeah, I teached him coupla words", you laugh, looking obviously happy being a useful friend and having a surprisingly cozy chat with Xanxus.

Squalo is very confused by that. "What the fuck, but he DOES know this language already?"

• I'm sorry but so many sex jokes. Xanxus doesn't give a shit what you do there in the bedroom (until you invite him over ahaha joke unless), but he's going to be a little shit

• Xanxus is 12 yo btw.

• "Can you suck him off so he shuts the fuck up or smth?"

• LITERALLY LOOKING AT SQUALO "NO BITCHES????"

• This idiot fools around sometimes and throws 9-yo-school-bully insults lol

• "He said he wants to marry /insert random woman name/ when he grows up". 25+ y/o Squalo looking at him just:

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• I hope you two have a cat. Xanxus will feed it. Raw meat and everything a fluffy boy shouldn't but it's Xanxus we're talking about. Literally a teenage edgy teen "ITS NOT A PHASE MOM" at your house.

• Naps on your bed ONLY to leave hiss smell of tabaco, whiskey and a heavy cologne. He 100% heehaws thinking about this - Squalo will NEVER be able to have sex if there is reminding him of Xanxus, like an instant turn off. You always try to complain to Xanxus about this absurd situation but start laughing to the point of crying, Xanxus becomes HYSTERICAL at these moments.

• He will teach you how to shoot. Usually he just drinks there and says you're pathetic while you try. But he keeps inviting you himself, so....Xanxus is a little sappy shit. You only use Squalo's photos as a target, so you get sad a bit and probably tell your boyfriend afterwards. He will say he wants to kill you both or smth.

• Xanxus bringing you ideas in your bed. "Hey so you can tie him up and beat to death as a foreplay".

• He will make you rank up bodies of other women he finds hot. Also if you're a girls' girl, Xanxus will ruin this completely. Basically like "just by looking at her tell be if she's a bitch"

• Xanxus enjoys if you talk shit about someone cause he is the same way.

• He will drag you into his shitty gang ideas. If Squalo could go gray-headed again, he would.

• Squalo looking at you both beaten up anf almost getting caught by the police: "why are you like this."

• To be honest, you may be having a serious talk with your man. Squalo is unironically worried, he did a LOT to keep you away from mafia but here you are. If you are very good at convincing (20 CHA lol), he can just a little bit become convinced that you getting hardened can be useful for mafia life "just in case".

• Also MAYBE he can notice the influence Xanxus has on you. Feminine clothes change to leather jackets and grunge, your knuckles even being bloody way too often, you may be smoking more frequently. Squalo is kind of chill with you finding you identity, but if you start wearing feathers in your hair HE LOOSES HIS MIND

• Xanxus will personally train you, if you ever discover your flame. They will have a fight about this with Squalo.

• Xanxus is proud of you tho. One day he will say this, I'm sure

• People know your bond, they know he does appreciate your opinion even in Varia business, and even anything happened he knows Varia is in the right hand - Squalo is more than competent and there is a little angry copy of himself so Xanxus' spirit always haunts Vongola till the end of time. hehe

• You are a badass little sis. He has never had a family, but that...feels nice.