vampmira

[vampmira]

offsides

kang sae-byeok x f!reader

synopsis: you keep catching your girlfriend offsides during a match, and it sparks a heated moment after the game.

warnings: MDNI 18+ smut with plot. strap (r receiving). orgasm denial. angry sex/punishment elements. basic knowledge of soccer/football needed. sae-byeok is your opponent. established relationship. implied enemies to lovers. mature content.

authors note: i love my footballer!saebyeok

evening makes the sun hang low over the pitch, casting long shadows across the grass as you adjust your shin guards and glance down the field.

halftime is almost ending, and the score sits at 1-1.

your team’s home ground feels alive today, the stands full of local fans draped in your club’s navy and white colors. it’s helps that the weather isn't too cold, and the weather is perfect to run in.

you’re a center back for your local club, and today’s match is no ordinary one.

it’s the first of two annual clashes against saebyeok’s team.

sae-byeok is your girlfriend, and her team is the first in the league so you can feel your teammates being focused and ready for the second half.

you’re third in the league but today you’re holding saebyeok’s squad to a 1-1 deadlock, and it’s driving her wild.

"lets beat these bitches down to second in the league!" you hear junhee, one of your teammates who plays attacking mid, yell throughout the locker room.

anyways, saebyeok plays striker for the opposing side. the fastest player in the league, and she’s a force of nature on the field. saebyeok has an instinct for goal that makes her a nightmare for defenders.

but you?

you’re her match.

your coach has drilled the offside trap into your team’s core, and you’re the master at it. you’ve spent years perfecting the art of stepping up at just the right moment, catching forwards like saebyeok a step too far forward.

it’s your signature, and everyone in the league knows it.

today, though, it’s personal.

saebyeok’s team might be first, but you’re determined to push them down.

the whistle blows for the second half, and the game kicks off with a frenetic pace. saebyeok’s team presses hard from the start, their midfielders threading passes with perfect precision.

you watch her from your position at the back, her dark ponytail bouncing as she sprints, eyes scanning for any gap in your defense.

she’s wearing her team’s pink and black kit, the number 7 blazing on her back.

you know her game inside and out.... not just because you’ve studied her as an opponent, but because you’ve watched her train, seen her practice free kicks in the backyard of your shared apartment complex, and heard her talk over dinner.

she’s relentless, but so are you.

early in the second half, saebyeok makes her first run.

she darts past your right back, timing her sprint to meet a long ball from her winger. you see it coming a mile away. your coach’s voice echoes in your head.

hold the line, step up together.

you signal to your fellow defenders, and as the ball rockets through the air, you push forward in unison.

saebyeok is too slow to adjust, and the referees flag shoots up.

offsides.

the striker slams her foot into the grass, and saebyeok's shoulders tense as she glares at the official. you catch her eye for a split second, and she shakes her head, lips pressed into a thin line.

you know that look. she’s pissed, but she’s not rattled yet.

the game settles into a rhythm again.

saebyeok’s team dominates possession, their wingers stretching your defense thin. you’re everywhere by cutting out passes, winning headers, barking orders to keep your backline tight.

every time saebyeok makes a move, you’re there, reading her.

another run, another perfectly timed step forward from your defense.

the flag goes up again.

offsides.

the crowd roars in happy, your fans loving the frustration etched on the faces of the league leaders.

saebyeok doesn’t look at you this time, but you can see the tension in her posture, the way her fists clench as she jogs back to reset.

by the 80th minute, it’s clear your strategy is working.

saebyeok’s team is getting sloppy, their passes rushed as they try to break your trap. you’re in her head now, and she knows it. you catch a glimpse of her muttering to herself after the third offsides call, her eyes flashing with that competitive fire you love and dread.

she’s not just playing against your team.

she’s playing against you.

it’s personal.

you’ve watched enough tape to know her tendencies. saebyeok has been your girlfriend for three years, you know her game at this point.

she favors her right foot, loves to cut inside when she’s got space.

you shadow her every move, your body between her and the goal. she gets a chance in the 84th minute, a through ball that splits your defense.

she’s quick, but you’re quicker, sliding in to nick the ball away just as she winds up to shoot.

the crowd gasps, then cheers as you clear it.

saebyeok hits the ground hard, rolling once before springing up, her eyes blazing as she points at you.

“come on!” she shouts, her voice carrying over the noise, “that was a clear yellow?” she’s talking to the ref, but you know it’s for you.

you shrug, keeping your expression neutral.

inside, your heart’s pounding.

by the fourth offside call in the second half, she’s livid. she throws her hands up, shouting something at the linesman you can’t quite hear.

the ref warns her, and you see her take a deep breath, trying to rein it in.

you know that look too.

she’s fighting to stay focused, but you’re under her skin.

you nearly catch them on a counterattack, your winger breaking free only to be denied by their keeper’s diving save. saebyeok gets another chance late in the game, a quick one-two with her midfielder that puts her in behind.

you’re there, though, stepping up with your fullback just as the ball is played.

the flag goes up again.

offsides.

saebyeok kicks the ground with her pink cleat, hard. this time, she doesn’t hide her frustration.

she spins toward you, her voice angry and sharp.

“you’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” she snaps, close enough that only you can hear.

your girlfriend's eyes are fire, her jaw set. you don’t answer, just hold her gaze, letting the moment hang.

some of your teammates come up to pull you away, others just giggle knowing these are two girlfriends, who are rivals, and are having a moment.

the whistle blows for a stoppage which makes her turns away, but you can feel the heat radiating off her.

your game ends in a draw.

1-1.

the crowd cheers since you’ve held the league leaders to a standstill, and you know it’s because of the backline.

you shake hands with the opposing players, your body aching but your mind excited.

saebyeok’s hand lingers in yours for a fraction longer than necessary, her grip tight. your girlfriend's eyes meet yours, and there’s something there... frustration, yes, but also that spark you always feel when it’s just the two of you.

she doesn’t say anything, just pulls her hand away and heads to her team’s huddle.

you watch her go, knowing you’ll see her soon enough.

in the locker room you shower quickly, the hot water easing the tension in your muscles, but your mind’s already on what’s waiting at home.

saebyeok’s team bus will take her back to their training ground, and then she’ll drive to your shared apartment.

you know she’s pissed, replaying every offsides call, every moment you got the better of her. you can already picture her walking through the door, her bag slung over her shoulder, that fire still burning in her eyes.

you pull on a hoodie and jeans, your cleats swapped for slides, and head out into the cooling evening.

the drive home is short, but it feels longer with the anticipation building in your chest.

you pull into the parking lot of your apartment building, the familiar brick facade glowing under the streetlights. you grab your bag and head inside, the elevator ride giving you a moment to breathe.

you unlock the door to your shared apartment, stepping into the cozy space you’ve built together.

photos of you both on the walls, her favorite scarf draped over the couch, your cleats and hers tucked side by side by the door.

you drop your bag and head to the kitchen, grabbing a glass of water.

you know saebyeok won’t be far behind.

you weren't far off.

sae-byeok came into the apartment twenty minutes after you. as you scrolled on your phone, you felt the mattress dipped with saebyeok's presence.

when you look up, you felt your phone getting snatched out of your hands. sae-byeok is straddling you with her knees, throwing your phone across the bed as it bounces onto the carpet floor.

"sae-"

"shut up." your girlfriend cuts you off.

immediately, sae-byeok took off your hoodie and your shirt underneath it. you were not wearing a bra, since you took your sports bra off back in the locker rooms at the field.

"we're still first in the league, you know that. right?" sae-byeok smirks. afterwards, her hand goes to your neck, squeezing lightly as you let out a light whimper in shock.

"mhm hm." you quiver.

sae-byeok scoffs, unbuttoning your jeans and pulling those and your black panties down to your ankles.

the way she throws your clothes onto the floor screams anger. she's mad at you.

"you wanna know what I hate?" sae-byeok asks you, pinning herself above you as her lips speak inches from yours.

"what?" you whisper, submissive.

"I hate defenders who think they're hot shit after one trap." sae-byeok says, her eyes nearly black as they trace down your naked figure.

not knowing what to say, you take a deep breath. a sigh almost.

sae-byeok gets up from your naked body. for a second, you close your eyes wondering what your girlfriend was going to do to you tonight.

however, the sound of leather strap, and the sweet pineapple scent after a cap opens will quickly tell you what.

opening your tired eyes, you see that sae-byeok put on her strap and a dark purple dildo. an eight inch one.

your angry girlfriend only had her underwear on below. sae-byeok did not bother to speak as she spread your legs. she didn't scoff or prove another point as drops of pineapple lube slid down your warm pussy.

sae-byeok was pissed, and you could tell when she parted your wet labias and dragged the head of the thick dildo against you.

she smirked when your hole clenched onto nothing, before pushing the silicone cock inside in one thrust.

she gave a few slow thrusts afterwards, silently letting your body adjust to the dildo.

sae-byeok was pissed, but she still loved you. you can feel it when her fingers brush your thighs in mini heart traces.

your mouth was closed, nearly struggling to not moan out loud. the fullness in your lower body felt so good, even though sae-byeok was supposed to be punishing you.

the purple cock was buried inside your warm walls. your eyes rolled to the back of your head as sae-byeok started pounding into you rapidly.

"I hate how fucking good you feel right now." sae-byeok groans.

"no you don't." you mumble, quivering as you looked up into sae's eyes.

the striker looked down at you, eyebrows clenched.

"you love it." you moaned.

"fucking snarky center backs." sae-byeok moaned, before you felt her shake from above you.

she was cumming, cumming against the base of the leather strap that held the purple dildo.

you felt your orgasm coming, clenching in your lower belly, soon after.

unfortunately, sae-byeok noticed.

your opponent girlfriend pulled out, your slick leaving a connect between your walls and her dildo as you whined with desperation.

"wha-" you moaned, nearly crying as you felt your orgasm coming just soooo close before she pulled out.

sae-byeok takes the strap off, throwing it somewhere in the bedroom as she lays down in bed beside you.

"again... I hate defenders who think they're hot shit after one trap." sae-byeok says, before turning off the lamp inside of the bedroom and falling asleep.

you scoff, crossing your arms as you felt your high slowly fade away.

masterlist

authors note: I played soccer for many years a midfielder and I love putting that into my fics lol

[vampmira]

“how to recognize AI in fanfic” — hey so this is another not-gentle reminder that AI stole from us. it’s using OUR words and OUR sentences and OUR styles.

writing “long” paragraphs is not a sign of AI — it’s a common narrative choice many writers make both in fanfiction and in traditionally published novels, and AI stole it from us.

using an em dash is not a sign of AI. it’s a stylistic sentence choice that’s been an option in place of commas and semicolons for a very long time, and AI stole it from us.

long sentence structures are not a sign of AI, but are yet another stylistic choice writers often make to create a cadence and tone that mimics the flow of poetry, and AI stole it from us.

“YA narrative breaks”? i don’t even know what the fuck this means, but i can guarantee that AI stole it from us.

italics are once again a stylistic choice that many writers love to use to create emphasis, and it’s a more stylistically acceptable and traditional form of emphasis than bold or underline text. oh, and just to be extra clear: AI STOLE IT FROM US.

stop creating fandom witch hunts over AI when you know fuck all about what it means to sit and write a story, and to spend hours fiddling with sentence structure and dialogue to get the exact right tone. writers will stop writing out of fear that their work “sounds like AI” — IT DOESNT! AI STOLE FROM US! AI SOUNDS LIKE US! — and after a while, all that will be available on AO3 is shitty AI-generated fanfiction.

because yeah, people are going to continue to use AI to write fanfiction whether you “call them out” or not. but making a laughable thread on X that uses asinine criteria is not going to fix that problem. it will just push the real writers out because people will accuse them of using AI when they haven’t, and they will (rightfully) stop writing for spaces that attack them.

anyway. fuck ai.

[vampmira]

NOOOO MY GIRL WHYYY 😭😭😭

The ending ain't real I've decided, they live in a cute little cottage together with their cats and Min-su as their neighbour. Wdym I'm crazy this is canon

Black sheep Se-mi fits so well with her established character 🫣 she just feels like she'd be that one cool/scary older kid who does graffiti and rebels against her parents but is a softie deep down

Se-mi feeling bad for Reader having saved her :(( older sibling guilt sucks

At least Reader did what Tiraminsu couldn't and actually hit Nam-gyu on the head with that dang bottle

ALSO 333 WHAT IS YOUR ISSUE 👺 JUST CUZ YOUR EX DOESN'T WANT YOU DOESN'T MEAN YOU NEED TO DESTROY OTHERS PEOPLE'S BONDS

Anyway, I actually requested something similar with Thanos and a (younger sibling figure) Reader, which was posted on another writer's blog today. HE DIED 😭

Seriously, what is this doomed siblings pattern I keep seeing?? If I had a nickle for every time a character and/or their reader-insert sibling got murdered, I'd have two nickels. Which isn't a lot BUT WHY DID IT HAPPEN TWICE AND ON THE SAME DAY ;-;

At this point it makes sense why my emoji is a ghost

Excellent writing though, very yummy 🍿

-👻

YOURE SO FUNNY FOR THIS i love when yall send your reactions 🍿

sorry for doomed siblings (and the rushed ending i was falling asleep) 🤍 BUT THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING i might do smth else w semi n her little sister (you cough cough) in the future cs that was funnn

[vampmira]

Hello, it's me again!! If it's okay, I'd like to drop another Squid Game request (your last one was just too good aaaaaa)

Platonic Se-mi x little!sister!reader who got integrated into the games? How would Se-mi react, what would their dynamic be like, how would it affect the outcome of the games? (Would Se-mi still die or survive? How would that impact the narrative? 🤔) Reader is around 18-19 for reference, also, you can decide her personality

Format doesn't really matter, whether it's headcanons, oneshot or a mix of both

-👻

ghosty are you flirting w me by giving me amazing requests ......... cs its working /j

this took ages, i can't imagine what it was like for the actual squid game writers

[vampmira]

tall trees fall hard.

semi and her estranged little sister make an unexpected, unstoppable duo.

pairing(s): semi / player 380 & little sister!reader

warning(s): some game stuff - blood, murder, guns, and other violence, some story changing but not much

request | longer not proofread one as i wanted to cover most of s2 and part of s3. yes you Are the fix-it plot character

you were supposed to be your family's golden child

the high grades, the perfect smile, the sweet personality – it's what made your big sister so ostracized in your family

she could've hated you. she almost wanted to.

but she could never hate the girl she played with after getting scolded.

when she left home, your parents cut her off

it should've been your saving grace – being mommy and daddy's angel with all their attention

leaving "the perfect daughter" to carry their burden

instead, being so dependent on them and their money was your downfall

you were almost ready to go out on your own when they died – leaving you their crushing debt from school and loans and secret gambling over the years

you had to manage your house alone and the only rest you truly got was on the train home from the impromptu job you picked up

it didn't take long until you paired yourself with a group of fellow lost-looking outcasts

until you met a man who made you an offer – a way to play games and make money

maybe it was from the amount of times he slapped you?

but the offer you agreed to had you waking up in an unfamiliar room of 499 other people and a mysterious jacket reading 083 on your chest

a beautifully muscular woman, a smaller and much shyer woman, and a mother/son duo

but after being the spinning top winner for your team, you noticed a face in the crowd of the remaining players

"se..mi..?" the woman stood frozen under your unreadable gaze. she opened and closed her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but couldn't exactly find the words, speechless. "unnie, is that really you?"

she thought you were a trauma induced hallucination until you squeezed her arm, checking for yourself that was real. even then, semi couldn't believe her eyes. god, she.. really missed your voice. her hands met your arm as she stared into you.

"what.. what are you doing here?"

"..they died, semi." you huffed when she froze. "car accident. in june. 's why i'm here.. as the legal next of kin, i got all their secret debt."

"paying for shit that wasn't yours." semi almost laughed – not at you, but at the audacity of them. to bully their oldest daughter when they had their own troubled secrets that they ended up leaving with their perfect youngest to struggle with. "some parents we had, huh?"

you were always taught to never speak ill of the dead.. but what's the point of that when the dead always spoke ill of you and your loved ones?

semi tried to invite you to her group

and you would've taken it – as the little one and the really tall guy seemed friendly enough when they introduced themselves to you as minsu and gyongsu

but when one of them tried to point out the disadvantages of having another girl before you could respond? you decided against it

instead, you two made a promise to stick together – even from different groups

when it came for the next game – "mingle" – you panicked when you had to get into trios

it was already hard to find a group when it went down to quads

but your friends were paired into duos, hyunju and youngmi alongside geumja and yongsik, to run and find a third

as the only one alone again, you knew what to do and who to look for

at least, you hoped so

your group called out for you, but you were on a mission – much like the other people running around you. you called out for your sister, looking left and right for her shining piercings in the flashing colored lights. the entire environment made your adrenaline rush, from the lights to the timer ticking down to the feeling you once felt when semi first ran away creeping into your skin again. you were frantic, worried if you'd ever find her, until you fully ran into her frozen body.

she called your name, hands shaking against your face. you pulled her behind you into an open room with another frozen by fear player, getting into the room with lucky timing as it locked right after you all body slammed into the walls, landing on the ground. the screams outside weren't doing much to calm you, but your sister's arm around your ears did until it was over.

"you.. found me." her chest heaved with a weight she thought she got rid of – the guilt of leaving the only little girl who ever understood her. you did your best to smile up at her, but your quivering lip made her heart ache.

"we said we'd stick together, right?" your attempted laugh came out as more of a sigh. "where'd your team go?"

"left. all men for themselves."

"even minsu?" she huffed, nodding. you did too, leaning your head back against her shoulder. "man. i kinda liked him."

"yeah... me too."

it wasn't the best time, but you introduced her to your group when you all came back together again post-round

they welcomed her to stick around, along with this new gyeongseok guy that helped out hyunju and youngmi

with her, your group was a little bigger and a little stronger

you were extra lucky that she pushed 333 out of the way when it came time for the 6-member round, effectively saving you and your friends

and she grabbed your hand the second the number was called for the duo round

after mingle, she had changed alliances from the so-called "thanos crew" to wherever you took her

she knew who her mingle allies were, but semi didn't consider herself apart of a team - just a part of you.

that was part of her reason for switching from O to X

the money was enough, sure, but also what she had realized during mingle

you had to save her.

as an older sister, she should've saved you.

and maybe she could.. by getting you both out.

"do you think we'll get out of here soon?" it was almost a pathetic ask, considering the recent votes that kept you here. she shrugged. "..what are you gonna do? y'know.. if we do?"

"...pay off my debt?"

"beyond that!" she laughed as you crawled to lay next to her.

"..i don't know, actually. i guess.. i never really knew. i didn't have a plan beyond trying to pay all this off." she continued to pick at the nail polish that wasn't there anymore. "i've always wanted a cat, though."

"me too!! mom and dad never allowed pets.. but, with the money.. i wanna get my own house. and my own pets. and.. do my own thing." you sat up. "medicine was mom's plan. i guess now i see why.. but she never gave me a chance to want to do my own thing.. she never gave you one, either."

"maybe that's what we can do." semi's voice came out softly, almost dreamy. "start over. take our own chances."

"together?" she laughed at your out stretched hand.. but she took it with a fond look in her eye.

"yeah. together."

it sounded beautiful on paper, starting over with your older sister

you could sell your parents' place and pay for a new house together and move out somewhere quieter than seoul

all that thinking was interrupted by the announcement of a loss of players from a fight in the bathroom

after counting, she realized that X voters had more numbers and could win the next round of votes

with this news, you and semi stayed up to think about cat names, like latte and byeol

and places you could live, like tongyeong or namsan

maybe even leave korea entirely like hyunju planned to !

and, again, you did all of the talking as she listened to your hopes of the future

until you eventually fell asleep they way you did as kids - your head on her arm as it went numb

it was already passed bedtime when you woke up to something very wrong

not only were the lights flashing enough to give you a pounding headache

but your sister was violently shaking you awake

semi's voice flooded your ears, as did the screams of your fellow players. half awake, she pulled you off the uncomfortable mattress before the bed toppled over, flinging the bars across the room instead of your body.

she pulled you around, the way you once did with her. semi had a tighter grip on you than you had on her as she put herself in front of you at every turn. she stared at an empty stack of beds, ushering you to climb up and off the floors. you trusted she would be behind you as you ascended what you thought was the empty beds.. until you were face to face with another player curled into himself.

"minsu..?" a sharp swear from below you caught you off guard. from your perch, you watched as namgyu fought off.. your sister. your sister who you swore was right behind you.

a glass bottle rolled across the bed. in a quick second, you tossed it downward onto namgyu's head, knocking him to the floor. though he reached out for semi's ankles, when she couldn't kick him off, she gripped the broken glass and slash across his throat – slow, but deep enough to hit an artery, blood leaving his neck faster than he could stop it. she sprinted up the steps, the blood over her hands the least of her worries. not above you, who she found safe and sound, now wrapped in her shaking arms.

"i thought you were gonna die." you forced through tears. her hands pet your head, blood smearing into your hair.

"no- ..no. you won't lose me again. not like this."

and she was right.

during the revolution, you two stayed behind and stayed together, waiting to see the outcome

along with minsu, who stayed near you both, you never left her sight and she never left yours

at one point, hyunju compared the two of you to yongsik and his own mother by the way you protected each other

and you vowed to keep doing that

even during hide and seek.

semi got red and you got blue.

even though semi was the better hider when you were kids, you knew what to do

if she could kill namgyu, she could get someone else and be done with it all

and with minsu as a seeker too, they teamed up for the sake of getting out as fast as possible

everything was fine with you as a trio

it felt that way, at least

until you weren't a trio anymore

stay hidden until minsu or semi found you. that was the plan. it was an easy plan. it was supposed to be. now, you were trying to run up a flight of stairs from the same 333 player that you encountered during mingle. you could barely pay attention to how he whined about how you had it out for him as you passed bleeding bodies. it had barely been 5 minutes since the game started and you were already being slashed along your stomach. your murderer would've been your last vision if not for the brave leap of a man who technically saved you once before.

while minsu pushed him off of you, semi came up to your side, your hand gripped tightly in hers.

"no, no, nonono, no, you were supposed to hide! a-and wait for me! us!" there was so much blood, it would've made you sick if it wasn't for the contents spilling out. she tried to press on your wound, only for it to spray her in the face. "hey- hey. no. stop. fuck-" her words barely made sense as they started to grow inaudible.

"semi." you could barely speak between the blood gurgling in your throat. "unnie.." she held your hand tightly, face stoic despite the tears down her red cheeks. "i'll tell them.. they were wrong about you. you're.. amazing."

"we were supposed to start over." gentle fingers ran over your hair. "don't close your damn eyes! i..! i can't lose you again."

"you'll find me." she held your cheek in her hand. "..i found you again, right?"

nothing could've stopped semi from losing it on myunggi

minsu had weakened him, semi delivered the final slash across his throat.

the announcement of her passing the game was far away to her ears when she realized the timer had gone off

she considered laying next to you instead, letting the guards shoot her next to you

but her rage against your murderer prevented that

the one reason she had to escape was now gone and she had little inspiration to win the next game beyond survival

from your death through jump rope to the feast to the finalist sky squid game, she found herself clutching your key necklace

and sleeping on your bed, when she could sleep

and staring at minsu, when she remembered to

he'd get nervous that maybe she blamed him for what happened to you

when, in reality, all she could think about was how you liked him

you three stuck together as the remaining member-not-members of the thanos crew

you were supposed to survive together

even during the finalist game, she and minsu were singled out to be killed first

but what did she have to live for now?

you lived on in a necklace and blurry memories instead of in a house in tongyeong with two cats and your sister

and, in a way, you survive with them as the two dropped off the side in self sacrifice

but in reality, you died the way you were raised

messily, loudly, and apart, yet still somewhere you hated

[vampmira]

come to me, slowly.

this is what it sounds like (to date mira!)

paring(s): mira x sapphic!reader

warning(s): n/a

a/n: technically this is gender neutral but it's intended for sapphics (non men who like women and others – bisexuals, panromantics, etc) so . do with that what you will

in my overarching opinion,, mira has never dated before you

between the honmoon and rehersals and directing and recording and producing and modeling and the occasional relaxing..

there just hasn't been time !

zoey had a secret boyfriend pre-debut that she doesn't talk to anymore

and rumi has expressed attraction to some people before but has never acted on it

but mira ? never was her thing

until you of course

so before you even start dating, she is nervous

mira usually likes to play it cool

(because she is)

but she's a barely managed mess around someone she actually likes

it's a surprise your average coffee shop doesn't have more customers. it's warm and inviting – maybe the fact that it's down an alleyway doesn't help much, but at some point, you need to start handing out flyers yourself. the girl at the front counter, namja, greets you sweetly – you are her favorite regular, after all.

"hi, good to see you! your usual? i'll have noeul start on that– noeul-ya! order incoming! she's our new girl, i hope you don't mind, but she's good, i promise." she never let you get a word in, but extremely kind. you're sitting on one of the waiting couches that gives the place its cozy glow when another customer comes in – mysteriously hidden behind a mask. namja greets her in her natural fashion, but from the quiet, blunt responses, the exchange is over before you can realize it started. she leaned against the wall to wait before the ghost-like keychain that hung off of her hip caught your attention.

"hey, i like your keychain." she flinches, but turns towards you. "it's from that drama, "women of the river", right? are you a fan?"

"you.. know it?"

"of course! seungha's story is so sad, isn't it?" she sits a few feet from you, but you can see the smile growing behind her mask.

"not as sad as miyeon's reveal in the second season."

"true!! i would never be able to drown myself to save my sister – her love for seungha must have been so strong."

mira can't get behind blind dates or dating apps or anything that doesn't guarantee a connection

why sit at a restaurant table with someone who doesn't click with you for a couple of hours to try and find something that will help them click with you?

she doesn't see the point

but when she meets you, it's an immediate magnetic attraction

but she started nice and slow as friends, for your sake if nothing else as having a relationship with an idol wasn't anything easy

you'd text her here and there, checking in on her day as she worked

making sure she eats, asking what their schedule is for the day, calling her pretty after her inkigayo preformance

the kind of

unless she was promoting

or touring

or doing a fan sign that day

there's a lot of scheduling and rescheduling involved

she almost thinks you'll quit on her

her favorite part of dating you is welcoming you into her life

mira has always struggled with that

welcoming people in and keeping them, too

but it always felt easy with you

gaming dates were informative, movie nights were talkative, dinners were intimate – a bonding moment at every turn

especially when it came to the "meeting the parents" night

which, for mira, was the "meeting the protective best friends" night

"where are you from?"

"how many relationships have you even been in?"

"do you have pets?"

"what do you do for a living?"

"what are your intentions with our mira!?"

zoey, the black haired one on your left, huffed in her seat, surprisingly intimidating in her panda hoodie, and had her arms crossed like rumi, the purple haired one to your right, dawning her rainbow markings under black leggings and a matching tank top. mira was once relaxed, leaning back into the cushions, while you were stiff as a board, but now, she was sat up to tap their shoulders, pushing them out of your face.

"guys. you're freaking them out, relax." the two sat back, sharing a glance in a language you couldn't understand, but they gave you (and mira) an apologetic look.

"we just wanna make sure you're dating someone good! no saja repeats." zoey huffed, though you didn't understand what or who 'saja' was.

"i understand. someone as amazing as mira deserves the best." you took a breath and resettled into the couch, properly preparing yourself. "go ahead with your questions! i'm ready this time."

your bravery to face their questions was already a win in zoey's book

she interviewed you way more than rumi

and loved you almost immediately

rumi was skeptical for a bit longer

dating an idol – what were you after ?

she's warm all around, even the first one to shake your hand when you came in

but still, she kept an eye on you as you walked around

you didn't sneak into any rooms or take photos of any clothes or steal loose strands of hair so that bare minimum contributed to how much she liked you

but she gave in by the end of the night when you cheered for mira after coming 2nd in mario kart

and if you called her markings pretty? well. she's cutting the big slice of pizza for you instead of zoey tonight

whether zoey and rumi liked you was huge for your relationship

and now you four were sharing recipes and texting like roommates !!!

but the real one to beat? the last potential deal breaker you had to meet to comfortably date mira?

their manager – bobby.

you'd only ever hear about him from the girls praising him all the time, but you never actually had the chance to meet him because of scheduling

you didn't think you'd meet him at all actually, treating him like an urban legend, until he showed up midway through your second huntrix sleepover

"girls!! i know it's the weekend and you're on your break BUT i got an email about an AMAZING collaboration offer with that "purrretty" makeup and loungewear brand and i–" all words were cut off when he came across the stranger standing in front of him in a green facemask and faded pink robe. you had recognized him from fancams and concert videos, but you noticed he was definitely shorter off-camera. the huntrix girls called casually from the couch before mira tripped over herself to rush over to you. now, the stare-off duo became a stare-off trio.

"who is this? who are you?" his sunny demeanor he had when coming into the room had shaken off, now replaced with a sharp stare as he pointed at you.

"uhm.. bobby, this is my partner." you bow slightly, trying to defuse the awkward tension. "they're here for movie night."

"oh, MOVIE night, huh? how serious is this? how long has this been going on?"

"bobby–" his hands shot out for yours with an ecstatic grin.

"i haven't even met my girl's sweetheart!!"

bobby was won over the second he saw mira smile at you

if you were invited to movie night?? then he knew she was serious about you

and she is !!

you had met her closest family and were becoming a part of it too

unless the date calender you both set up together and have been using for the last 6-7 months has been a huge lie to get vip tickets

props to your dedication

but sending snack trucks in her name and leaving gifts in her room after she gifted you a personal card for the penthouse seems like more than a tactic for emotional manipulation

and she appreciates every second of it

laying with you at your house instead of the penthouse is one of her favorite ways to relax

a view of the rainbow honmoon from your room and your head on her chest

she could almost die like this

any time she gets with you is treasured

she never had a proper family before huntrix – before you

she had people who tried to contain and change her

but now she was somewhere worthy of her

with the greatest partner in the world who cherished her

at least that's what the mug she got you from the canada says !!

[vampmira]

cg amir headcanons or writing would be very appreciated ^_^

YESSSSS HEERE YOU GOOO I LOVE THESE NEW AGERE/CG REQUESTS IM GETTING THE BEST CUTENESS AGRESSION YEEEEEEESSSSSSSSS

[vampmira]

just let us adore you!

caregiver/cg hcs w amir, your mirrors !

pairing(s): cg!amir & agere!gn!reader

warning(s): n/a

request | shorter than usual

amir, much as a companion, is so sweet to you as a caregiver

whether you wake up little or your slip into it during the day, he's understanding regardless

he'll opens his arms up wide to you with a gentle call of your name

or one of your darling nicknames

and he'll soothe you then and there with a cozy hug and his award winning smile

he notices it the minute you go quiet. you were active in the conversation you, he, and barry were having a second ago, but now your eyes are wide and empty, staring at amir as if he had just tried to explain rocket science to you.

"eshgham? what is the matter? you look as if you've seen a ghost." he first thought that he may have had something inbetween his pearly whites, god forbid, but when your fingers tighten on his clothes, he sighs softly, understanding. "does my little golam want to go play?"

amir is the type of caregiver that will ALWAYS make sure you're comfortable

not only in terms of being cozy, but being comfortable in your image, too

a/n: me personally, i feel off when looking in the mirror when i'm small – like my body isn't mine

if this feeling ever creeps up on you, amir will take your face in his hands to tell you that your body is perfect

you're adorably small in his hands and he'll call you the cutest thing in the world a thousand times so you'll believe him

amir is a very touchy/cuddly cg

he'll immediately snuggle you in his arms whenever he can, pulling you into his lap more than half of the time

even when you're not really doing anything

he'll rock back and forth with you in his embrace when you're watching tv

or have a hand on your back when you're coloring

amir has a couple of names for you, beyond azizam and eshgham, such as golam – my flower – and googooli – cutiepie !

he's rather fond of that one actually

whenever you do anything, it slips out in a frenzy of cuteness aggression

"oh, eshgham! where are you?~" amir walks the house with a light, sing-song tone in search of you during this round of hide and seek. he would never tell you, but he can see your foot peeking out from your bedroom closet. your bravery to hide in the darkness was admirable, but all for nothing as he pulled the door open, surprising you into a fit of giggles.

the way you beamed like sunlight captivated him. even when you attempt to run, you ran right into his leg. at first, he almost worried about you, until you looked up at him with your big doe-eyes, begging to play another round. he sank to the floor with you, fingers squeezing your cheeks without hesitation.

"oh, googooli, you're the cutest little thing!! come here." you fall into his arms that curl around you. "we can play as much as you want, my love."

he is always ready for dress-up

you'll have to hold still for him as he dresses you, but sometimes, he'll trust you enough to do it yourself

that's how you know he's in a good mood

but how could he not be when he gets to be enthralled by you and your little antics all day?

he almost has heart eyes when you're going down the catwalk

amir never lets you go in a bad outfit, #trust

either you're the prettiest royal in the kingdom or you're the CUTEST royal

you will not be dethroned in his presence

much like the book "if you give a mouse a cookie", if you give this little one a fashion show, you'll have to follow up with a tea party!

and amir is more than joyful to participate

he invites your closest royals – prince barry of charming castle and teddy of the comfort kingdom – and makes sure you introduce yourself properly as ruler of the sweetheart sovereign.

even if you stumble and stutter through it, he'll applaud for you regardless

that's your biggest supporter

amir'll respond to anything really

mama, papa, he's very fond of baba

but he also knows when you're being mischievous and using it to cater to him

"noo, no no no. don't you use those eyes with me." he brushed your hair back, no real irritation or scolding in his voice. it was only a few minutes after lunch but you'd whine, big beautiful eyes brightening the sweet look on your face as you asked so politely for extra dessert.

but amir wasn't having any of it.

you had already had two cookies and sure, maybe a third wouldn't hurt too much, but amir knew better. you had one too many once and wouldn't settle down for a nap, and when you're already yawning in front of him, he wasn't going through that again.

"eshgham, don't scrunch your face up that way – you'll get a headache." he tried to reason, but you sat in his lap, arms crossed and stubborn as ever. however, he was quick on his feet, even when your pouting distracted him. "how about you can get one after you wake up? hm?" your eyes must have sparkled at his offer by the way his heart melted in front of you.

he only believed in the best for his baby, after all.

[vampmira]

WOAHH I LOVED THE JI-YEONG HEADCANONS, THEY WERE SO FUN TO READ!! I love how freaky she was in them, Ji-yeong would be such a chaotic girlfriend holy hell

Really liked your use of metaphors particularly, like the "stained glass window" :0

Also woooow, casually sneaking in the number 240 (you think you're slick dontchu)

-👻

LMAOOO IM SO GLAD YOU LIKED THEM and my metaphors ,, im so happy 🥹 i thought they mightve been a little cheesy (and i Am slick thank you lmao)

ILY GHOSTY ANONNNN

[vampmira]

@ the anon w the detailed req that asked to revoke it:

you're so sweet 😭😭 idek if you'll see this BUT YOU'RE SO SWEET ILY DW ABOUT IT DONT FEEL BAD MWAH

[vampmira]

Hey!! Just stumbled upon your blog, it looks really interesting so far!! (It's always neat to meet another INFP on the platform :3). Your writing is really good, so I'm definitely dropping a request. I skimmed over the rules, but still, sorry if I broke any or misunderstood something. Anyway, here's the request. It's not incredibly detailed, so feel free to improv:

There's not a lot of fics about her, but could you write romantic headcanons of what you think (Squid Game) Ji-yeong's preferred qualities in a partner would be, as well as what she'd dislike/avoid when looking for one? Similarly, how she would show affection towards them?

Thanks in advance!

-👻 anon

YESSSSS CREATIVE LIBERTYYYY 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉

YOURE SO SWEET THANK YOUU !!!! i LOVEEE my girl jiyeongie i hate that she's so underrated 😞😞

[vampmira]

oh my god, those paper cuts.

dating hcs w jiyeong / player 240 ! (outside of the games)

pairing(s): jiyeong / player 240 x gn!reader

warning(s): suggestive / sexual themes

request | fuck i need this girl so bad. like im so queer for her.

jiyeong is a handful, believe it or not

she's fun but can get chaotic, like a champagne bottle at every bachelorette party

she's a certified "anyone, as long as they can handle me" girl

gender, orientation, color, size, she doesn't care

though, she has some baseline requirements

but doesn't everyone ??

first and foremost, she need someone she can play with

that means in bed (nintendo) AND in bed (red light/green light firetruck) ,, yknow ?

she's naturally dominant and playful

so she will whip you around like you're riding a rollercoaster

if she's throwing banter at you, you better be able to return it or one-up her

she's a big fan of being challenged.

"ya." you're sitting on the sidewalk in front of a small grocery store when your girlfriend taps your shoulder. when you turn, your nose is met with the tip of her vanilla cone, ice cream freezing your nose to her delight. her giggles are music to your ears. she notices your frozen face and fakes a pout, using that one high pitched voice to tease you – the one she knows pushes your buttons. "oh, you're so cute, baby. you're not mad at jiyeongie, are you? no?" you huff as she falls back onto the concrete. it's not that funny, you think, until you find something that would really make you laugh.

"nooo, baby, not mad.." you lean forward, wiping your nose on the middle of her black and white shirt. "anymore." she sits up, bright-eyed, staring into your soul. that is.. she would be if you weren't turned away from her, licking away at your treat with feign oblivion.

"hey. are you gonna clean this? huh?" when you look back at her, that flirtatiously dark look in your eyes as you play coy, her heart almost skips a beat.

"clean what?" if you play at a cat, you'll get chased like a mouse. her eyes narrow, sparkling with mischief.

"oh, you're gonna pay for that when we get home."

she'd like a sensitive partner

someone to take her words to heart and hear her out when she talks about her past

it's hard to coax it out of her, but when you do, make sure you can handle what you wanted

but also someone strong

if life throws something at you, you better be ready to catch it

there are days it's just too much (if anyone were to understand that, it'd be her)

but she wouldn't want someone who feels one drop of rain and crumbles like a cracker

she wouldn't want someone too much like her, either

too unserious, too risky, too self-sacrificing

jiyeong is a bit of a mess. and she knows it.

she'd want someone to balance her out

the stained glass window to her uv rays

she has a soft spot for short hair

easy to play with, doesn't get too tangled in bed, matches hers

but god does she love braiding hair.

her fingers running through it like she's touching mother nature's rivers, the different ways you can style it, how pretty curls look when they're around her fingers...

it does wonders for her love of physical touch

you better be ready for her physical touch because, once she's on you, you're not getting her off

unless you're getting her off, of course

yapping and cooking and getting touchy is how she shows her love after all

she's a big physical touch and quality time girl

sit on her lap while she games, let her sit on the counter while you cook, she even sleeps with her hand under your shirt and on your chest

jiyeong is attached to your side

because she's convinced she'd die without your skin against hers

something something "she's hot but if she goes 5 seconds without touching you she'll explode"

you woke up in last night's underwear, your girlfriend's stretched out shirt, and next monday's socks – those nice but cute white ones you wear for job interviews and formal settings – but how those got on your feet was beyond you. despite it, you dragged yourself out of bed to the clothesline out on the balcony. saturday's sun was blinding you when it peaked between the clothes you had hung up last night. you're unclipping them and folding them up when a pair of cold arms wrap around you, a gravely yet soft voice in your ear that makes the hairs on your neck stand at attention like british guards.

"who said you could leave my side, huh?" jiyeong snuggles into your shoulder, claws digging into your – her – shirt. "i was so cold, baby, how could you do that to me?"

"i had to get the laundry, it's supposed to rain today." she grumbles, no further words coming from her, but the way she grabs you lets you know she's not going anywhere. so, you work around her. when you move left, she shuffles left. when you fold a t-shirt over your chest, the fabric tickles her arms and she tightens her grip on you to scratch it. when you bend over to pick up the dark green bra you nearly dropped, her hips are pressed right up against yours. maybe you don't notice.. but she does. and she starts kissing your neck in response.

"we can make it rain in some other ways, y'know.."

"jiyeong, it isn't even ten in the morning."

if it wasn't obvious already, she's sexually active and almost proud about it too

she's a queen at "that's what she said" jokes and makes them even when they don't make sense

and she involves you in every second of it

you could be at the grocery store (which she sent you to btw) and you'd have to play a game of "should i open jiyeong's text right now in the middle of the bread aisle?"

it could be her asking for chocolate chips or the freakiest voice message of her whining about how much she misses you

she likes to keep you on your toes like that

there's no rush to match her freak all the time

if there's a day you're not feeling it, she'd never push that on you

she can handle herself when she needs to

but when you match her freak? god, she is beaming.

like she is running to dust off her strap

like ohhh my god wesley i'm dripping

like you actually better start stretching before you get home cs she is pouncing on you when you walk through that door

she simply wouldn't click with someone who didn't match her energy

and she has a lot of energy.

she has a drive like no other.

a drive for everything really – she's passionate about the things she likes

traveling, taking photos, you, gaming, her piercings, you, partying, did i mention you?

if someone even thinks about insulting what she's passionate about, she mentally marks them off – no matter how hot they are

if you don't like her when she's talking about the piercings she wants to get and the new updates to league of legends, you don't deserve her when she's making breakfast naked in your kitchen. simple as that.

she doesn't want someone boring or someone ashamed of her, someone who will dim her spark with their stoic uptightness or their overemotional eyes that'll sob in pity whenever they hear of her issues instead of sharing their own to make it even.

there are too many people stuck up in their own heads, too afraid to listen to others in fear that their view of the world and everything they've ever believed in will crumble.

she wants someone passionate and lively. someone who will be the oxygen to her fire, who can see her vision of the world, who can play strip uno at 1pm and still stay calm when you walk into the grocery store an hour later.

and when she meets her equal, it's the first time she really has something to fight for.

"those ones looks like a rainbow."

"wrong."

"..a smile, then?"

"wrong."

"is that all you can say?"

"no."

you slap the arm of your girlfriend as she curls up on her side, poorly hidden snickers slipping between the cracks of her newly painted fingers. you can almost see the stars above you smiling at the two of you, stretched out next to each other on your shared apartment's rooftop. next to the laundry and next to the balcony, you share the space of your 240th date – according to your giggling girlfriend, anyway. despite living together, she picked you up from your cozy spot on the couch, like a flower from its field, with her arms wide open, ready to "take you out". you stared at her, confused, before she simply dragged you out to your balcony and welcomed you to a date beneath the stars. there were pillows from your bed and a set of nail polish beside the bottles of soju and the pot of noodles, all rested atop an obviously brand new picnic blanket. after a few messy minutes of painting each other's nails in the colors of your eyes and a few messier bottles of alcohol, the two of you laid against your pillows, playing connect the dots with the shapes of stars.

though, for the last few minutes, all jiyeong was able to do was tell you how wrong your shapes were.

the ragebaiting brunette props herself up on her elbow, leaning over herself to stare down at you. the moonlight illuminates her cheshire cat smile when she does. you avert her eyes, and she chuckles when you do. she loves when you do that, and you know it, too.

"what? mad i'm better than you at finding constellations?" when you don't answer, she lays back down in her spot, that smug smirk you know she's just using to tease you plastered all across her peach colored lips. "guess i'm just stupid smart."

"no, you're just stupid." you lean over her now, eyes staring her down in a way that makes her heart catch in her throat. a gentle smile you only ever give her when you're lost in your afterglow plays over your lips. the tips of your knuckles brush over her flushed cheeks. "..maybe stupid cute."

she has to clear her throat when you smile at her like that, pushing her heart back down into her chest. in this moment, she sees you. her stained glass window. and she hopes you can handle the way she's about to burn through you as she pulls you into her arms, lips interlocking with yours in a heat of passion – hotter than the stars above you that she 100% thought looked like a rainbow. she just wanted to play with you, after all.

[vampmira]

Even More Caregivers Gomez and Morticia Addams Headcanons (The Addams Family)

Suggested by @zom-bee-1 and @theomenscouncil666

They both love history and love telling you interesting, gruesome facts. “Did you know, my little wraith, people used to eat mummies?”

On special occasions, Morticia helps you get extra fancy, doing your makeup and letting you borrow some of her jewelry.

And on a more daily basis, Gomez will help with your hair, brushing it for you and styling it however you like.

They always know your age range. Even when you’re trying to hide your regression, even when your age JUST changed, they still know. It’s almost creepy.

Gomez loves to play little tricks on you, but only if you find them funny. He’d never want to upset you.

If you find comfort in it, Morticia is happy to swaddle you. (And then she coos about how adorable you look. “Like you’re in your burial shroud.”)

They make a playroom for you in the attic, with plenty of morbid toys and lots space to run around.

They are incredibly patient when you’re angry. They assure you that the feelings will pass and they don’t take anything you say too personally.

If you’re sitting or laying on the floor, Morticia will crouch down to be at eye level while she talks to you. Gomez, on the other hand, is right there on the floor with you.

They do their best to support whatever “strange” interests you have. They don’t understand the appeal of Disney movies or cutesy aesthetics, but if you like them, they will indulge you.

[vampmira]

🕷️ spidermen cg headcanons!! 🕷️

okay ive never done headcanon stuff before (and I haven’t checked if someone has already written this) but i just got the idea so

the different spidermen (tobey maguire, andrew garfield, and tom holland) as caregivers..

• tom holland spiderman is super “lemme play with your toys with you!!!” and gives you airplane piggy back rides and is super silly with you

• tobey maguire is super dad core. like like super kind and “what’s wrong little one?” “that’s okay! let’s work through this big feeling together” and like comforting and likes laying with you to watch silly movies

• and andrew garfield is liiiiilke if you’re crying he’s like “you wanna see something cool kiddo?” *jumps on the ceiling because spiderman* and makes you giggle and stuff

okay maybe they’re all kinda the same thing I JUST GOT EXCITED and really like spiderman :)

[vampmira]

do u hav any cg hcs for daisuke :0? I feel liek he’d b a flip but caring for a littl one still helps him take his mind off work and destress

loves to read you kids’ poetry, like jack prelutsky or shel silverstein

gives you your own set of colorful plastic dishes to help you feel little but also to avoid any potential breaks or cracks

not big on pet names but always has a kind word and compliment for you

leads you through mindfulness exercises when you’re upset, helping you come back to earth with his strong hands gently holding yours

always puts your coloring sheets and drawings up on freddy to show off

invites mitchell, kopi, and miranda to have tea parties with you

divider by @enchanthings

[vampmira]

Flips! The Hanks - headcanons - 🪂

(Cut because the post is long,,)

Hank One -

🧡: Teen regressor, fifteen to seventeen!! Very much into trying different styles and aesthetics, always has his nails painted and sometimes puts temporary color in his hair (usually matching his team)

🧡: Loves superheros and comic books, doesn't really have a favorite but adores Spiderman in all of the iterations (has made everyone watch the spiderverse movies too many times to count)

🧡: Too cute is one of his comfort shows mainly for the puppy episodes, spends time volunteering at the animal shelter Mateo runs so he can play with the dogs and help out!

Hank Two -

❤️: Littlest guy, he's the baby of the group, although he'll be a tiny bit peeved if you call him one. He's a big boy still! Around five or seven most of the time

❤️: hates hates cheating, which usually isn't much of an issue because everyone believes in good sportsmanship for the most part. He will tell the older boys off or tattle if he thinks they're doing something unfair, no matter how playfully they meant it (then gets teased for being a snitch)

❤️: Quick to tears but also gets over them swiftly, the only time he really cries is when someone he's close to gets hurt! Very protective, especially fusses over the other Hanks (gets annoyed when they think it's cute because he isn't! He's cool and tough, just like they are)

Hank Three -

💙: In the middle, tween to the younger end of being a teenager!

💙: Despite being on the older side, he loves playing pretend! Doctor or veterinarian are his favorite, always gets someone to be his patient or practices on stuffies, he takes it very seriously sometimes

💙: All of them are cuddly, but Three definitely takes the cake. He's constantly leaning on one of his bros, wanting to hold hands, pressing kisses to their cheeks, a true cuddle bug and not ashamed of it!

Hank Four -

💜: A kiddo, about eight or so!

💜: Adores parkour videos and attempting to do the stunts from them, to varying degrees of success. If he's really zoned into doing a particular trick, Four won't listen if he's told that it's too dangerous for him right now and to come down, which leads him to be put in 'air jail' for a while (essentially just being carried, he doesn't really mind although he'll pout at first)

💜: Made everyone go to build a bear because he really wanted one, now there's five plushies that have to be tucked into bed with them every night. He'll steal all of the bears occasionally and make a little fort to cuddle them in if the other Hanks aren't able to snuggle for some reason

Hank Five -

💚: Sixteen at the youngest, nineteen at the oldest! The most responsible besides Hank one, he's usually in charge and keeps an eye on Two and Four since they need supervision to make sure they're not getting into trouble

💚: Still really appreciates someone looking out for him, the more parental caregivers in the house will check up on all the boys but will especially make sure Five is doing ok and doesn't need anything (He gets shy about it sometimes, Dorian will ruffle his hair and he'll try to duck out of the way while laughing it off)

💚: Really, soft moments together are what make him happiest. The rambunctious antics and constant energy are fun, he has no problem with that, but at the end of the day when everything is winding down, those hours are precious to him. One insisting on covering dinner so he can sit down, Hank Three immediately coming over to join him and resting his head on his shoulder, he's beyond content with the family they've made

Together -

🌈:They see each other as brothers when regressed, Hank Two just likes to call Five parental terms, that's still his big bro though! The other Hanks will call him dad jokingly when it feels like he's nagging or mothering them too much

🌈: As much as they love being outside and playing, they've found video games to be fun too! Usually, try to find multi-player options but sometimes the older Hanks will play while the younger ones watch (horror games are a no-go for all of them, last time everyone was too scared and they had to stay with Betty the entire night so they could get some rest)

🌈: Incredibly friendly, a lot of the other regresors will go to them to hang out! Clarence is with them most often, but Hector soon becomes a frequent playmate as well when they can get him to come out of his shell

[vampmira]

caregiver kirishima 𐙚

make sure to eat and drink water today!!

inspired by: https://v4mpiirew1tch.tumblr.com/

^please check them out they’re actually a huge inspiration to me and was one of the reasons why i made this blog (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)

cg kiri + little bakugo hcs below ｡𖦹°‧

𖦹 bakugo is definitely the type of regressor to only have one (or very few) stuffie(s) because 1. it’s stressful as a little to keep track of each stuffie and 2. he takes it everywhere to the point it’s dirty and gross 😭

𖦹 but anyway the one stuffie he takes everywhere, making sure it has enough fun as he does when playing is DEFINITELY a wolf stuffie that kirishima got him

𖦹 kirishima had no clue what he was doing when he first became bakugo’s caregiver, which was anxiety inducing for the both of them— but he got the hang of it after accidentally making bakugo cry .due to excessive research all nighters bc he felt so. bad.

𖦹 loves doing little worksheets with bakugo, even though bakugo says they’re “so stupid” but ultimately gets SO into them that kirishima has to be like “okay that’s enough worksheets for today i have no more copy paper 😭”