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thestarfishinjootsoffice · 9 months

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Slashers x child!reader… except it’s CHILDREN, because they are TWINS

HMMM WOWW THIS IS SOMETHING NEW YAHOO!!

Uhm I made the twins energetic hope you didn't mind it 👉👈

Warnings: mentions of murder and luring. Idkk??? Fluff??

Characters in this : Michael Myers, sinclair brothers and Bubba sawyer SORRY SO SHORT.

Relationship: Platonic! Father/uncle/older sibling figure? Yes?

Slashers x twins! Reader

Michael

😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

*immense sigh inserted from Michael*

How he'll take this is a matter of how they act.

Just two quiet timid little munchkadees and he shows a thumbs up.

But two little sly mischievous pranksters are a big no no from him. But let's go with that for the rest of the oneshot.

One was already hard enough for him but two?? He's gonna be breaking them spine and knees a little earlier... You can just imagine him sitting on a chair while two little children run around him and you can see the exhaustion behind his mask.

They can mess with him and ask him who is who and most of the time he gets it right or says idgaf. But if it's peepaw Michael he's a bit more willing to play along. Orr says idgaf too and points to whoever.

He doesn't necessarily hold those two but if they ask reeeeaaaallllyyyyy nicely he might. When he did though he thought it felt weird holding two children in his arms and intended to drop them after 10 seconds but seeing how happy and excited it made them he extended it to a few minutes. (And moved around the house a little since they asked really nicely about that too.)

If they get into an argument and get mad at each other and they turn to him for help he's panicking inside because he doesn't know wtf to do. He just grabs whatever their favorite food or drink is and hopes they make up.

One moment he goes into another room and comes back to find the twins throwing things around and screaming and he glares at them and gave them a little bonk on their heads and made them clean up.

If he finds out the twins had a bully he's ready for bone breaking or stabbing but if he also finds out the twins are tormenting the bully back for revenge and he just- he's so proud. (He came up to them and gave them a thumbs up.)

Overall he doesn't really love it nor does he really hate it. And he wouldn't say he wishes one of them to disappear cause he doesn't. I guess he kinda loves likes the both of you equally.

Sinclair brothers

Bo looks at the both of them together sometimes and smiles because they lowkey remind him of him and Vincent when they were younger. (The children twins get along wayy better) he tries not to mind and lash out when they're acting especially chaotic but you know the romantical relationship between him and anger so he yells at them. But then he later feels super guilty and tries to apologize with ice cream or something. Actually he's pretty lenient on them cause there's two of them and in his sense that means if one is in trouble then the other one will get them out of it. Boy was he wrong. He found them both wailing in a ditch with leaves as bait somewhere that they dug up because they wanted to catch animals for food but they forgot it was there. He also bonked them in the head after lifting them up. You can see him a lot with the twins and lure tourists in like 'heh... Yes come follow these two innocent looking kids...' He would rather die than admit it but he really likes having the twins company. He acts so nasty and detached but yk he would be so hurt if they didn't talk to him more than 10 times a day. Whatever tourist that picks on them or acts extremely suspicious around them would be dead before the sky turns deep blue. I bet he lets them hang on his arms and turns so smug when they comment about how strong their 'uncle' is. Wait did they say uncle? He accidentally dropped them. And crode later. Overall he likes them more than he could ever admit.

Vincent he loves watching them play (not in a weird way ofc) he watches them and sighs because he highkey wishes Bo would be a bit nicer to him sometimes. And for some reason he is a little nicer when the twins are around. When days are getting long and there's nothing to do he's playing with them, whether it be tag or dressing up in tutus he's fine with it. He gets worried a lot when the twins are on their own. Instead of a mindset like bo (and Lester) he thinks what would happen if BOTH of them get in trouble. He doesn't want to find two dead bodies somewhere so he tries to keep a close eye on them. A scenario where the twins are also running around in circles around Vincent sitting in a chair except he doesn't mind it and smiles. Contests where the twins draw Vincent and makes him choose whose art is better but he doesn't have the heart to choose which are inevitable. Anybody who looks at them weird? Gone. Not even wax just gone. Treats them like they're his own (he is their father figure). Since lester isn't always in ambrose Vincent does most of the raising since Bo apparently is always doing something (he tries.). So Vincent is the twins favorite and always comes to him for help unless it's about mechanical or such. Probably holds the twins in his arms a lot and scurries or runs around because it's so cool for them to look at everything from the height of 6'1 - 6'ft. His soul almost leaves him when they play and run around in the house of wax. Vincent thinks it's kinda hard handling twins but he loves it either way.

I said before Vincent was their favorite but boy do they get excited when they see Lester. He doesn't always come but he doesn't always decide to not visit. To be honest because of the twins he visits more frequently oh and they loveee jonesy. And for the record he's the fun-est and also funniest so when he pulls up with them truck the twins will be yelling, "omg look uncle Lester came!!!" Bo will give shit. Not to the twins but to Lester for some reason. The whole day you'll be spending time with Lester and they play stuff like who can hit the most animals with uncle Lester's car. (Sorry they don't actually play that.) But hes convenient because when the twins are refusing to do Or eat something and knowing how competitive chaotic kids are, Lester does the good ol' who can eat/clean the fastest and also does it with them so it'll be more fun. And he's carefree too and then he also finds the twins somewhere in trouble. I'm imagining a scenario where he tells a creepy tourist to get in a car and then he was driving really fast around a cliff and then he opens the tourist's side of the car door and roughly pushes them off the cliff. They were there to witness it all and honestly they were high key rooting for Lester. The kid twins get into mischief with Lester a lot and Bo finds it so annoying and Vincent is just concerned. Them and Lester are literal partners in crime. They work together like legitimately. Also when the twins get mad at each other Lester makes them apologize to each other and then treats them with food or some activity for doing so. Because it's important to apologize <3. Overall, he loves em' and they love him.

Bonus, jonesy!!: did I mention they love jonesy? Everytime the kid twins aren't playing with Lester they're most definitely being playfully chased by jonesy. Ofc she catches them every time and also gives them little kisses on the cheeks :,). 🩷🩷🩷 jonesy is just a natural at everything that's why she got along so well the first time they met with the kid twins, in fact she's the head master and wears the pants in the sinclair family. She's extremely vital. Someone acts mean to one of the twins? The other one and jonesy team up and start beating the person. Somehow they three team up and torment the other Sinclairs and the brothers have no idea how but they allow it. Overall 100/10, she's their second partner in crime.

Bubba sawyer

He loves taking care of them! Just whenever he can he plays with them. Wayy too attached to the twins since they're really the only ones who treat Bubba like an actual human being.

Will get so stressed if they mess up somewhere in a room because Drayton will yell at both the twins and Bubba. (The twins shit talk about Drayton and let Bubba on it too but he gets nervous.)

He also runs around the house holding one twin on his arms and one on his back. The twins love pulling that "guess who is who" Question and watch as Bubba struggles and fidgets as he tries to figure out.

There isn't really a quiet day with twins chasing each other but Bubba loves it. It doesn't make him feel alone. As much as he dislikes it, the twins help and lure victims in and also watch the brutal killings. If they insist it doesn't really bother them that much then he'll be put a little at ease.

He gets the big sad when the twins come crying to him after Drayton yelled at them for acting like the kids that they should act like. Knowing Bubba has a soft heart he can't really do anything other than comfort them physically by stroking their hair/heads.

He tries his best to keep them safe at all times knowing how dangerous this can be if the victims get smart or lucky. Overall he loves them to death and he wouldn't have it any other way.

This is the end. I'm losing my creativity and it took me like 6+ to finish this because I'm so indecisive. Anyways tell me if you want a part two :))

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blackypanther9 · 1 year

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My Stuffie – Sub!Mr. Hopp x Dom!Male!Reader

*Clears throat* I may have done something terribly stupid... *Smiles nervously*

WARNING!: Rape, Vaginal sex, Intersex Mr. Hopp, Plushie sex, perverted Reader, “Dress up”, Vaginal fingering, creampie, sex toys, mention of sex toys, squirting AND MORE ! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED !!!

M/n knew for a while now that Mr. Hopp, the Plush rabbit that Esther gave to ruby, was more than just a toy. He was alive. Every night he would turn into a huge, demonic rabbit, watching the house and taking care that no one crosses paths with him.

M/n usually wasn’t really into animals, but when you think more about it…Mr. Hopp isn’t really an animal now, was he ? He was a demon. And M/n was very excited to take him and claim him.

M/n lived with Ruby and her parents. He was her older Brother. Esther, aka. Nana, and him had a very close friendship. He once spotted Mr. Hopp and he told her that he liked the bunny, in a very different way. He looked at the plush once and just knew he wasn’t normal, but he wanted him none the less.

Today was the day where he will claim that little bunny~

Ruby entered their shared bedroom.

“Brother, are you coming with us to the park ?”, she asked.

“No, I’m sorry. I have the nightshift tonight.”, he told her.

“Oh… Can you take Mr. Hopp with you then ? I’m sure he would be interested to see what you are doing at night.”

He knew Ruby just wanted him out of her sight, because he creeped her out, but he didn’t mind it.

“Sure ! Maybe he will learn a thing or two too.”, he joked.

She giggled and then left the room. Soon he heard the front door open and close and a car engine was started. After a few minutes everything was silent and M/n smirked. He stood up and went to the chair, Mr. Hopp sat in.

He picked him up and smiled.

“Just me and you, little bunny. Now what do we do ?”

He still pretended like he didn’t know that Mr. Hopp was alive and that he didn’t notice his small movements.

“I have an idea ! We change your clothes ! I can’t imagine how long you’ve worn them for… They will need a very thoughtful wash so you wear clean clothes. I went to the plush toy market and bought you new clothes ! I bet you will love them !”

With that M/n took Mr. Hopp to the bathroom and put him on the sink. Then he pulled out the bag where the new clothes for Mr. Hopp were inside, from the closet. He pulled out a purple bowtie and black boxers. He turned around and looked at Hopp with a smile.

“I already washed them yesterday and had them in the dryer. They are comfy, fluffy clothes too ! I thought maybe you would like them, because it would keep you more warm at night. Don’t worry I also have pants and a little top hat I think you might like ! I just wanna start with the small things first.”

He came over to Mr. Hopp and then carefully pushed a finger underneath the rabbit stuffie’s waistband of his pants, then he pulled it down.

Mr. Hopp felt nervous and ashamed. But he didn’t make any move to stop M/n. He can’t let him know that he is alive.

Soon Mr. Hopp had no pants anymore and M/n tutted.

“You wear no underwear. Tsk, tsk, tsk. Bad bunny.”, M/n scolded.

“Guess I’ll have to wash you then too… You could have soiled your clothes and your lower parts. We don’t want you to have any infections now, do we ?”

Mr. Hopp very subtly gulped.

M/n then picked him up and slowly took off the red bowtie he was wearing. With that Hopp was fully naked. He hoped his parts were hidden by the fur. M/n washed out the sink and then closed off the drain, filling the sink with warm water and some shampoo soap.

“I think we can wash and dry you quickly.”, M/n said.

‘Isn’t he supposed to be 18 years old ? Why does he act like a child with me then ? Isn’t he too old for stuffies like me ?’

Something didn’t sit right with Mr. Hopp.

Soon M/n turned off the water and carefully put Hopp into the water. It was just the right temperature for Hopp, he would have almost purred.

“Hmmm…What do we make you smell like…? We have Ruby’s raspberry smelling soap, Fathers Axe smelling Soap, Mothers Milk Honey soap and my apple soap.”; M/n said in thoughts.

Then he picked up his Mother’s soap.

“I think when you smell like Honey and milk, maybe Ruby won’t be so scared of you anymore.”

He turned to look at the bunny in the sink.

“What do you think ?”

No reaction. M/n sighed in his mind.

‘He truly still thinks this is normal, eh ?’

“Okay ! We use it !”

With that he came back to the sink and put a little of the soap on his hand and then lifted Hopp out of the water. He started to rub the soap into his back and chest, making it white and covered in bubbles soon from all the rubbing. Then he went to the legs and the ears and head. The next were his arms and then he made Hopp lay in his one soapy hand and he washed in between his legs.

But M/n was surprised. He almost pulled away from surprise.

‘Wait a second… Mr. Hopp has a cunt and a butthole ?! What the heck…?’

Mr. Hopp wanted to squirm and move around. He didn’t want this, but his body liked the feeling. If M/n doesn’t stop anytime soon, he might get hard and wet. His dick is just hidden. When he is not erected it hides away in his body and only comes out if erected again.

M/n had another devious plan then and there.

“Man…it’s really dirty down there… How long have you not been washed and redressed for ? I thought Grandma made you, but I really start to doubt that. As dirty as you are, I doubt she ever made you. Maybe you were her stuffie once.”

With that he continued to rub him more and soon got his finger between Mr. Hopp’s lips and rubbed his clit.

‘FUCK ! Ah~ Please someone make him stop !’

‘Heh, I feel your slight squirming, little rabbit~ Just reveal yourself and let me take you~’

He continued his little treatment and soon he felt that something was growing. Mr. Hopp slightly panicked, while M/n smirked on the inside.

‘No, no, no ! Don’t expose me !’

‘And there is his cock~ How cute~’

Suddenly M/n stopped and then put him back into the water, washing the soap off of him and continued to finger his clit with the excuse of washing the soap off of him. Mr. Hopp did his damnest to not cum. When he cums, he knew he would scream from pleasure. He had to endure and when he is alone in the room, he will take care of himself. At some point M/n had to eat lunch after all…right ?

“Aaaaaand all done ! Now we need a towel and a hairdryer to make you dry and then we can dress you ! Little bunny, you did so well today.”

Mr. Hopp had to fight his blush and his body’s reaction to his touch.

‘Why is that kid so touchy ?!’

M/n picked him up and put him on a towel next to the sink, then he let the dirty water out. He tutted.

“Look how dirty you were. The water went from clean to dark grey. Tsk, tsk, tsk.”, M/n scolded.

‘That is fucking embarrassing… I didn’t know that Plushies had to be washed…’

Then he got out the other towel and he rubbed Hopp as dry as he could. Because he had some fur on himself, he wasn’t fully dry and that is why M/n got out the Hairdryer next. He plugged it in and then put it on the lowest level, picked Hopp up and dried his back first.

‘Hmmm….warm…’

‘You enjoy this way too much, little rabbit~’

Then he dried his arms, head, ears, chest and belly. After that he put Hopp on the counter and made him lay down, drying his legs next. Only left his sex to dry.

‘Now I’ll tease the carrots out of you~’

With that in mind, M/n made the temperature go lower and the strength of the hairdryer a bit higher, then aimed at Hopp’s hidden sex and blew on it.

‘OH SHIT !’

Hopp got slightly startled, but didn’t move. He wanted to so badly, but he didn’t dare. It took a lot of fighting to give no reaction.

After about 10 minutes Hopp was about to crumble soon.

‘Please someone make him stop…’

M/n wasn’t amused that the bunny still didn’t react, but gave up with the hairdryer.

“So, I think we are done !”, M/n said.

‘THANK THE ENTITY !’

He put everything away and then picked up Hopp and sniffed him.

“Yes, you smell nice.”

With that he brought Hopp to the bedroom again and the rabbit was so happy to see his chair, but he wasn’t put on it. No he and M/n went up ! M/n was dragging him into his loft bed !

‘When does this guy eat ?!’

M/n then put Hopp on his pillow and laid down himself. He didn’t pull a blanket over himself though. He grabbed Hopp and put him on his chest and then he slid his fingers down to…

‘Oh no !’

His female Sex. He smuggled his finger back between his lips and started to rub his clit.

‘Pervert !’

“You know, little bunny…you could have moaned the whole time. Your movement wasn’t very subtle and sneaky, you know ?”

Hopp froze up.

‘What….?’

“I saw you a few nights ago too, roaming the house. You had your music box on too. I usually pick up Ruby’s toys at night so no one stumbles over them the next day. You were lucky that I had a good day, otherwise I wouldn’t have hesitated to smack you with a bat, thinking you were a robber.”

Hopp was at a loss of words. M/n continued to rub his clit and started to stroke his fluffy chest.

“Have to admit, even when you were big, you were cute. I don’t know why Ruby is so scared of you, you are fricking adorable. I saw you years ago and asked Grandma Esther if I can have you. You were in the attic, collecting dust. She said we can have you one day and now, here it is.”

Hopp’s body started to react to M/n and rubbing his clit. His cunt got wetter, making M/n rub him faster. He couldn’t teleport like this, nor transform. Hopp was stuck.

“Say something, little bunny~ Come on~”

Anger bubbled up in Hopp. How dare M/n touch him like this ?!

“P-Pervert !”, Hopp yelled with his normal voice.

“If you would have said no to me changing your clothes and making you take a bath, we wouldn’t be here now, Bunny~ That is your fault, live with the consequences~”

“Y-you aren’t supposed to kn-know that I am alive !”

“Well then you should have been quiet and more careful at night~ Not everyone sleeps at night~”

“S-stop t-touching me !”, Hopp yelled and tried to push M/n’s hand away, without success.

“How about…no~?”

Hopp growled darkly. M/n chuckled.

“How cute~”

“I’M NOT CUTE !”

M/n smirked and rubbed faster.

“Ah…~”

Hopp quickly covered his mouth. M/n tutted and used his left hand to take his little plush paws away from his mouth.

“No muffling. I wanna hear every single little sound from you~”, M/n purred out.

“I’m going to kill you.”, Hopp threatened.

“Sounds nice.”

He rubbed with a bit more pressure. Hopp struggled slightly, trying to get M/n to let his arms go.

“Ah… I mean it….ngh~”

“I mean it too. This life is depressing. You would do me a favor by killing me.”, M/n deadpanned.

“Ah~ You are insane-ngh~- for wanting to die. Ah~”

“I’m not. I planned my own death a few months ago already. Why not speed it up, eh ?”

“I-Ah~-Idiot… Ugh~”

M/n chuckled. He continued to rub and felt Hopp getting wetter. Hopp started to pant loudly and wrapped his arms around M/n’s forearm. M/n kept stroking Hopp’s chest fur, while he pleasured him.

“Nnnaaaahhh~”

“Oh the fun we will have when we go to work together~”

“Never with a pervert like you ! Nah~!”

Hopp could feel it. He was close to cuming. M/n could tell too, his cunt twitched.

“Oh~ My little bunny is about to cum~”

“Ngh~!”

A few more strokes later and Hopp moaned loudly as he came and he squirted too.

“Oh~ A little squirter I see~”

“Sh-shut up !”

Hopp felt dazed and slightly relaxed.

‘Can’t believe I let this pervert touch me…’

M/n picked Hopp up suddenly.

“Huh ?”

“We are far from finished bunny~”

As Hopp looked down, he saw M/n’s naked cock standing proudly.

‘That thing is huge ! No way it will fit inside me with my size at the moment !’

He started to struggle.

“Wait ! Wait ! Wait ! You’re too huge ! It’ll never fit ! Let me get bigger !”

“So you can run away ? Nope, sorry my little bunny, but you’ll have to make it fit~”

Hopp slammed his eyes shut in slight fear. He knew this will hurt, a lot. M/n spread Hopp’s legs and then positioned his cock at his cunt’s entrance.

“Can you at least prep me…? Please ?”

“Bunny, I already prepped you. Relax.”

With that M/n slowly pushed inside Hopp’s cunt. Hopp hissed in slight pain.

‘The head isn’t even in yet and he starts to hiss…’

M/n pushed more and a bit harsher than needed to get the head in.

“AAAAAHHHH !!!”

M/n let go of Hopp’s legs and stroked his chest and head.

“Shhh… shhhh… The head is inside, baby rabbit… Relax. I’ll let you adjust.”

Hopp whined softly and black tears leaked out of his eyes. This shit hurt.

After a few minutes, M/n pushed again, deeper inside.

“A-ah…”

“Shhh….”, M/n gently shushed the plush rabbit.

M/n got inside deeper and deeper and soon enough he hit Hopp’s G – spot.

“AH~!”

“There we go~”

Then M/n slowly pulled out and pushed back inside, making sure to hit Mr. Hopp’s G – spot just right.

“AH~! MN~! UGH~! HA~!”

“You enjoying yourself on my cock, little rabbit~?”

“NAAAHH~! YES~! AH~!”

M/n wasn’t even inside with half of his cock, but he didn’t mind. After this little fuck, Hopp might want all of him inside and then he will let the rabbit transform himself to a bigger size.

“Such a needy little cum dumpster you are~ I bet if I would stop now~-“

“NO ! DON’T STOP~! PLEASE DON’T~!”, Hopp pleaded, interrupting M/n.

“Tell me, what are you right now~?”, M/n purred.

“YOUR LITTLE BUNNY~! AH~! HA~!”

“Hmmm… You can do better, bunny~”

M/n slowed down, making Hopp panic.

“What are you right now~?”

“I-I….I’M YOUR SLUT~!”

“Good little bunny~ You are my slut~ You know what sluts of mine get and have to do~?”

Hopp shook his little plush head.

“My sluts are there to be bred whenever I want. They take it without complaint. I decide when, where and if public or not~ My sluts will give me offspring and obey me~”

Hopp moaned loudly at all the filth that M/n said. Fuck what did he get himself into ?

“When I cum, you will take it~ I know you won’t be able to keep it all inside, but you will try. You are MY slut and I want from you to accept my sperm and obey me. You hear ?”

“MMMNNN~! YES~! I UNDERSTOOD, MASTER~! AH~!”

“Good little bunny~ Now come with me~”

M/n went faster and constantly hit Hopp’s G – spot. Hopp was screaming in utter pleasure and M/n was panting.

“I’M CLOSE~! MASTER, I’M CLOSE~!”, Hopp yelled.

“Me too, bunny. Cum for me~”

Mr. Hopp came with a scream of utter bliss and M/n aimed at Hopp’s cervix. He gave one powerful thrust at it and was in Hopp’s womb, which made him yelp in surprise. Then M/n held Hopp in place and spilled his load inside his womb.

“AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH~!!!”, Hopp screamed again as he felt the liquid filling him.

“Mmmmnnnnn~!”

M/n stayed frozen in place like that, deep inside Hopp and filling him up. Hopp was in his aftershocks with M/n for a while.

When they came to again, M/n was finished and pulled out carefully. Hopp transformed into human size and panted, trying to cover his cunt with his hand and hold the exiting sperm inside. He got tears of frustration in his eyes when he found out that he couldn’t keep it in.

“Bunny, what’s wrong ?”, M/n asked him softly.

“I-I can’t keep it in. It’s flowing out !”

M/n sat up and hugged Hopp from behind, then pulled his hand away from his cunt and stuffed three of his own fingers inside him.

“Ah~!”

“It’s okay if you can’t keep it inside. It was your first time doing this. You need training to keep it inside.”

“B-but I want to keep it in now !”

M/n chuckled.

“I tell you what. We will leave earlier the house for my shift and we will make a little stop at a store that will help you in the future to have more pleasure and that will help you keep all my cum inside you. How does that sound ?”

Hopp blushed a bright red, but smiled shyly and nodded.

“Then it is decided. Now try to sleep a bit.”

“N-no. Want round two…”, Hopp mumbled.

M/n stared at Hopp, but smiled.

“Well then correct your position~ I need you on all your fours, legs spread widely apart and ass to me.”

Hopp did so eagerly, which made M/n smirk. Hopp even lifted his cotton tail to reveal his other hole.

M/n came closer and rubbed Mr. Hopp’s tail.

“Ah~! Carefulllll~! Mmmnnn~! It’s sensitive~!”, Hopp warned, stretching his ass out more to M/n.

M/n took his hard member back in hand and stroked it a few times, then he lined it up with Hopp’s cunt again and pushed inside.

“Ah~! Oh please~! More~!”

“You asked for it bunny~”

M/n grabbed Hopp’s hips and then pushed inside deeper.

“AH~!”

His member was almost all the way inside this time until it hit his G – spot.

‘Perfect~ I have still enough out here to get into him fully and impregnate him~’

M/n didn’t give the rabbit a break, he started instantly with moving in and out. He hit Hopp’s G – spot with precise, harsh thrusts, making the rabbit lose his mind.

“AH~! HA~! MMMNNNN~! MORE~! PLEASE MORE~!"

Who was M/n to deny him ? He went harsher and faster with his thrusts.

“Who do you belong to~?”, M/n asked.

“YOU~! I BELONG TO YOU~!”

“Is anyone else allowed to fuck you~?”

“NO~! ONLY YOU~!”

“Will you ever listen to anyone else besides me~?”

“NO~!”

“What are you~?!”

“I’M YOUR SLAVE~! I’M YOUR SLUT~! I’M YOUR CUM DUMPSTER~!”

“Good little rabbit~”

Hopp moaned whorishly at that.

“Go on, bunny~ Cum for me~”

Almost as if on command, Hopp came with a scream of pleasure. M/n repositioned his cock as he pulled back and gave a powerful thrust, making Hopp scream again in bliss.

‘Fuck, my balls are inside his cunt too~ Mmmm, he’s gonna milk them empty with all their worth~’

M/n released inside Hopp’s womb again, making the breath heaving rabbit twitch, moan softly and clench his cunt around his sack, milking them all their worth.

“Such a good little bunny, taking all of me so well~”, M/n praised.

Hopp blushed more than he did already and smiled softly.

“Only for Master~”

After they came down, M/n was done filling Hopp up and he carefully pulled out. Mr. Hopp whimpered as M/n pulled out his cock. He felt so empty now…

M/n laid down next to Hopp and wrapped his arms around him.

“We have an hour, then we have to leave.”

Hopp whimpered and nodded his head. Soon enough he was deep asleep, while M/n got ready for work and ate something. He got out two big carrots for Hopp and then returned to the room, climbed back up the stairs of the ladder and sneaked his hands between Hopp’s cunt’s lips.

He started to stroke his clit, which made him moan softly. M/n chuckled and with his other hand, pushed three fingers inside him. Mr. Hopp moaned loudly and M/n continued to rub his clit.

“M-Master~! Ah~!”

After a while Hopp awoke and came with a shout again. He twitched all over his body, panting, but smiling.

M/n leaned over Hopp and kissed him on the lips. Hopp kissed back softly.

After that M/n helped Hopp into his new clothes and he loved the hot hat. It was black with blue stars and it had a grey band around it. Then he turned into his plush form and climbed into M/n’s backpack. M/n grabbed his keys, left a note and then left the house and locked the front door.

He drove to a store that Hopp never heard of before. He got a bigger hat, jacket and mask, to hide that he is a possessed stuffie and then they entered the shop.

Hopp was so confused at what he saw. There were many revealing outfits and weird looking objects. M/n grabbed Hopp’s hand and lead him over to the weird looking objects.

“These, my little bunny, are Sex toys. They help to give you pleasure in different ways. For example this dildo over there can also vibrate.”, he pointed at a purple dildo, ”You put that on your cock or clit and it sends vibrations through them, which give you a lot of pleasure.”

Hopp blushed brightly at the mention of that.

“There are waterproof vibrators too. You can also shove them inside your ass or cunt and it sends you into heaven. Your insides get massaged in the best ways possible. I always dreamed of vibrating my Lovers cunt in the bathtub.”, M/n said chuckling.

Hopp blushed more furiously and he felt himself getting wet.

“Then we have just dildos that you shove into ass and cunt, but they just fill you up and that’s it. Then we have plugs for both ass and cunt, they ensure that you won’t lose any sperm that is inside and they can drive you crazy when you didn’t get filled up, but have them inside instead.”

Mr. Hopp knew he got wetter and slightly hard.

“We have nipple clamps they hold your erect nipples and give immense pleasure, cock rings they deny you your orgasm and drive you wild, those little sticks there go into the urethral opening it hurts at first but later on it gives immense pleasure, there are two kinds, one is normal and the other have vibration ability. Over there is BDSM stuff. Like if you are into being ties up and pretty much forced to take what is given to you, you get that over there. You like being hurt while having Sex, at BDSM you will find it.”

“C-can we look ?”, Hopp asked.

“Sure.”

M/n and Hopp went over to the BDSM stuff and Hopp blushed even more and his cock started to show slightly through his pants and jacket, that covered his tail.

“We have, leather whips, blindfolds, gags, handcuffs with and without plush, whole binding sets, liquid syringes without needles, paddles, riding crops, rope, chains and…oh ?”, M/n said in surprise.

“What ? What is it ?”

M/n chuckled.

“They made their collection wider, I see~ They have collars and leashes too, spreader bars, chastity belts and cages and Anal hooks~”

Hopp crossed his legs to get some slight relief.

M/n chuckled darkly.

“Oh~ I know what I will get us~ But before I do that…pick your toys~”, M/n said.

“How many can I choose ?”, Hopp asked.

“As many as you want.”

Hopp gaped, but smiled and rushed back to the toys section without BDSM. He picked 3 different sized butt plugs and cunt plugs. Each one bigger as the other, then he picked out two waterproof vibrators one for his human size and the other for his bigger size, the next one were vibrating dildos he chose 3 different sized ones for cunt and for ass. Then he got a vibrating urethral toy to try it out, nipple clamps and a cock ring that was his size.

He came running back after and showed M/n his toys. M/n smirked and chuckled.

“Alright, bunny. You can have them. But before we buy them, ask the cashier to put batteries inside it and make sure that they work. We don’t have to buy broken toys, once used I can’t ever return them to switch.”

Mr. Hopp blushed and nodded, then went to the cashier, who was a Lady. He talked with her and together they looked that all toys worked just fine. While they were doing that, M/n got his own little toys to use on his bunny.

He got a crop to spank Hopp with if he misbehaves, a blue collar with a heart on it and a perfect red leash, chains, handcuffs, chastity belt, a black blindfold, a grey gag, liquid syringes, a fessel set and a bondage harness.

‘Perfect~’

With that M/n went to the cashier and they just finished checking all the toys with electricity.

“So ? Do they all work ?”, M/n asked.

“They do.”, Hopp replied.

“Good. I brought my stuff too. Can we leave this here for a second ? I wanted to look at something with my friend again.”, M/n asked the cashier.

“Yeah, sure !”, she said.

“Thank you.”

M/n grabbed Hopp and dragged him over to the revealing clothing section.

“Like anything ?”, M/n asked.

Hopp looked around and one piece of clothing caught his eye. It was a black see through dress. He pointed at it. M/n looked at it and smirked. He went over and got the size M out. He lead Hopp to the changing cabin and told him to change into it.

When he came out, M/n wanted to fuck Hopp right then and there. It fit him perfectly.

“We are taking it.”

With that Hopp redressed and they brought the dress to the counter too and M/n paid for everything. They got stuff for cleaning the toys thoughtfully too and a whole set of batteries. With that they left with the bags and back into the car.

“Now to my work place.”

-Time skip-

They arrived at M/n’s work place, which was a bank. They went into the security office and M/n deactivated the camera in the security office.

“Nothing ever happens at night…”, M/n huffed.

Hopp took off the clothes that hid his ears and tail and then the mask.

“Never ?”, he asked M/n.

“Never.”

M/n plopped down on the security guard chair and leaned back. Hopp just stood there.

“Get undressed for me, bunny and sit on my lap and cock, will you ?”, M/n asked bored.

Hopp blushed, but did as M/n asked. He got undressed, M/n opened his pants, pushed them down with his boxers and Mr. Hopp went in front of M/n, staring at his lap with erect cock and then slowly moved and hovered over his lap. M/n held his cock up ready to spear Hopp’s cunt and Mr. Hopp sat down, moaning loudly as M/n’s cock entered his pussy again.

M/n hummed and stroked Hopp’s head.

“Good bunny. Stay still and keep my cock warm, okay ?”

Hopp whimpered, but nodded.

Want a part 2 ?

#mr. hopp's playhouse #Mr. Hopp x Reader #Male!reader #Ruby Mr. Hopp's Playhouse #Sub x Dom #Mr. Hopp #Sub!Mr. Hopp #Dom!Reader

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silverryu25 · 8 months

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Okay, hmmm, maybe Fairytales day 3 the emperor's new clothes with childhood friends to lovers? Might not be a real existing trope, but it's so cute!!!

I had some trouble with this one cause I actually forgot most of the story! Thank good for short animations on youtube UwU Hope you enjoy~

DAY 3 - Fairy tales: The Emperor’s New Clothes + childhood friends to lovers

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Sans was snipping away at nothing in front of him. Scissors flying back and fort gracefully as they cut through the resistless nothingness, dancing around in a magical display of skill.

Only a complete fool would think he was actually cutting nothing! Of course not! Sans was one of a pair of the craftsmen in the Fell kingdom, their work impossible to be seen or appreciated by the foolish or incompetent. While Sans cut away at the magical cloth, his partner was busy waiving the cloth for their most important victim customer, the King of Monsters Fellgore.

Sans and Red met young, barely old enough to totter around on their own, and quickly became friends, doing everything together. They punned and pranked, played tricks and spooks, and every other kind of mischief on the monsters around them since they could talk. Now they were here, doing what they were best at the highest level this kingdom had to offer.

Lost in thought as he contemplated how successful their newest endeavor seemed to be going, Sans didn't notice it had gotten quiet behind him. The clicks and clacks of the loom coming to a halt, filling the large room they were using as their workshop with silence.

Suddenly, a piece of the finest silks covered Sans' skull from behind, making him yelp and jump, causing him to drop the scissors. Before he could panic, a loud booming cackle filled the room, and all Sans could do was chuckle along.

Red got him again.

The edgier of the pair was leading in his pranks now, so Sans would need to put in some more effort to get him back. No matter, they had all the time in the world given the nature of their current venture.

Instead of shaking the silk off him and throwing it in Red's face, Sans quickly turned around and caught his partner in crime around his waist. This time it was Red who let out a surprised squeak as he grabbed Sans' arms to steady himself.

They stood like that for a few moments, only the thin fine silk between them, eyelights glowing bright enough to shine through the thin material. Their teeth were so close to touching, they could feel each other's breath, undeterred by the thin barrier.

Sans could see a soft red light start to dust Red's cheeks, but only for a moment, as a skeletal hand suddenly filled his vision.

"get off ya bonehead," Red stuttered growled as he pushed Sans' face back.

Sans only laughed at the rejection. It didn't matter.

He knew Red would soon be his, since the success of this venture carried an important promise with it. A promise Sans was working his bony ass off to achieve. And a promise Red was working just as hard on, no matter how much he pretended he wasn't doing anything to contribute.

The promise would finally tie Red to him as more than just childhood friends. And while he wanted that to already be reality, Sans was a patient monster, he could wait however long was needed to get his greatly coveted prize.

After all, mates were a forever thing.

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Did I hit the prompt? XD Not sure how clear the drabble is but the point is that Sans and Red made a bet they would tie the knot if they actually managed to trick Fellgore into wearing the "totally real and not non-existent clothes". Red is pretending he doesn't want that (the tsundere dork) but is actually actively helping with the scam. Once Fellgore earns his Fluffy buns title, the two skele dorks will have gone from friends to lovers UwU

#sin-cognito #SilverRyuWrites #SilverRyuDrabble #mywriting #drabble #undertale #sanscest #underfell #ut!sans #uf!sans #kustard #kustardweek #kustardweek2023

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honeymochibubbletea · 2 months

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May I request a Dr Phantasmo x reader that can shapeshift into any animal and uses their ability to escape him everytime he tries to get them and even tauts him about it till he eventually captures them

Sure thing! >:3

☆~Phantasmo with a shapeshifter darling~☆:

You were a very adventurous person, you always were a free spirit. No one could trap you or enslave you. Yes, you’ve heard about this oh so “feared” Dr. Phantasmo and the things he did to those who dare to cross his path… but honestly you couldn’t give two shits about him: hell, you weren’t afraid of him! You’ve always laughed at the face of danger! So, what was a mad-wannabe-scientist to you? A joke, of course!

You both have met for the first time when you were invading his property and teasing him to try and catch you. At first he thought it wasn’t worth it and ignored you for a while… until you’ve transformed into a panther in front of him (you know, just to show off how amazing you are) and you’ve peaked his interest… you better prepare yourself, because this man was now determined to catch you at any cost!

And then, this cat and mouse game went about for three months: every time he was about to catch you, you would transform into a different animal to slip away from his grasp. He was starting to give up until he had an idea:

Phantasmo: hey y/n~ i bet you can’t escape from me as a mouse~

Y/n: pfft, of course i can, watch me!

You knew this was a trap, but your pride spoke a little louder for you to remember that his chances of capturing you were higher now that you were a mou-

Oh shit! And he indeed succeeded in capturing you! Okay, no need for panic, right? Right?! Maybe you could bite his fingers or-

Phantasmo: well, well, well~ looks like this cat here finally got his catch~

Y/n: pfft, yeah? So what? You got me, what are you going to do big guy?

Phantasmo: you really shouldn’t talk like you have the upper hand here. Perhaps are you trying to cope by sounding arrogantly confident~?

Y/n: well, at least that’s something we both have in common: we both are overly confident… and now, if you excuse me, i’ll escape from you again and laugh at your-!

Phantasmo: face~?

Phantasmo had you in front of his mouth… wait… he wasn’t seriously considering eating you… was… he…? (Spoiler: no, no he wasn’t. He was just messing up with you, he wouldn’t eat a mouse… even if he could… but you didn’t know that and you didn’t needed to know~ ;) )

You desperately tried to transform into a bigger animal but… what heck?! Why weren’t you transforming?!? He licked your face teasingly and you started to grow more and more worried with your situation: you hate this option but… you needed to do this or else…

Y/n: please! Don’t eat me! I’m sorry, okay?! I’m sorry for calling you a snail and other upsetting things! I’m sorry for sitting on you as an elephant that one time! And i’m sorry for challenging you!

Phantasmo: ah~ choosing the coward option to get out of this mess~? Pathetic~ hahahaha!

Y/n: p-please… what have you done to me…? Why can’t i-

Phantasmo: HA! Shapeshift~? Well, “darling”, you see: when you were bragging about how you couldn’t beat me when you were transforming into a mouse, i took this opportunity to throw into your way my newest invention: the anti-shapeshifting dust! I had plenty of time to study you and your abilities and now, you will remain as a mouse forever! Buhahahahaha!

Y/n: Huh… so that’s why you were blowing something at me… wait… WHAT?! NO! Please! I don’t want to be one animal forever! I also like my human form!

Phantasmo: awww~ and why should I give you an antidote~? Hmm~?

Y/n: i… i… i could… i could be your assistant…! Y-yeah…!

Phantasmo: hmmm… alright, you know what? Sure~

Y/n: phew…

Phantasmo: but, under one condition: you’ll be my lab rat whenever i feel bored~ deal~?

You weren’t so sure if this was a good idea… but, like, did you really had another option?

And so, as promised, phantasmo would give you the antidote and bring you back to your “normal” self. But, every time he wanted to experiment on you or simply whenever he was bored, he would order you to transform into some animal: usually a cat.

Don’t worry though: every time he wanted to experiment on you, he would bring you back to life with one of his machines, as long as he had your soul, you would always come back into a brand new body! Isn’t he nice? :3 (btw, he would create a new body identical to your first old body out of someone’s dead body… he only makes some… adjustments… it’s better if you don’t ask him how he does that)

You two weren’t that close for quite a while… but, eventually, you would eventually tolerate each other’s presence and start loving one another

Remember when he would get bored and boss you around to turn into a cat? Well, here’s the thing: he is secretly a fan of cats and loves them greatly. He would just be petting you and massaging your back or using you as a emotional support animal whenever he would feel overwhelmed and stressed by something🥹

Oh and one last thing: you know that old cliche of a villain sitting on a chair and stroking a cat? That would be you and Phantasmo hahahaha! (Relationships goals everyone, Relationships goals…)

#dr. phantasmo #telltown #fluffpillow #others ocs #dr. phantasmo x reader

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antihibikase2 · 9 months

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Fame Checker

I wanted to do something like this for awhile- practicing dialogue by making a fic consisting of only dialogue.

[ Hilda Weiss. ]

"A battle prodigy from Nimbasa City. Eight league badges under her belt. Lost against Alder in the final battle. Currently trains at the Battle Subway, where she is rumored to have a 10,000 win streak- and still going."

"I've read about her before! She's the coolest, isn't she?! She started her journey much younger than us!"

"To lose only at the final battle.. and she didn't attempt the league again after that. Maybe she went soul searching..? I don't really get it."

"She looks familiar!"

"How so?"

"Hmmm.. I dunno! She looks like the big sister who gave me a very important-looking parcel!"

"The what-"

"Wh- Rosa, you can't just accept things like that from strangers! What if it was dangerous?!"

"You worry too much, Hughy! Besides, I think it is her! I mean, she has a Simisear, doesn't she? The pretty big sister that approached me had one too!"

"Still-"

"When were you planning to, you know, tell us-"

"Oh, it's not anything you two should worry about! Haven't you seen all those anime with the magical girls? Its a secret between us!"

"..not a good secret, is it? Now that you've upped and told us-"

"Specifics, specifics!"

"You're so flippant about these things, I swear.."

"But hey, isn't it strange? Hilda Weiss is so cool, she's achieved so much-"

"-and she's so smart and popular,"

"-that too! But no one's really gotten a hold of her long enough to have an interview with her."

"She's known to hide from the media at all costs. She's quite good at it too."

"No wonder her Fame Checker entry is so empty, outside of comments from other people.."

"..that'd suck, wouldn't it? To only have things about you be from the mouths of other people."

"Mmm, but it'd suck more to not have an inch of privacy, I bet. For sure, she's had enough of the spotlight- even if it wasn't shining on her long enough."

"Yeah,"

"Yeah."

"..."

"..man, I feel kinda bad now for looking her up in here."

"Well, she has an entry here, and that's that- we can't do anything about it."

"Everything here is moderated, at least- no one's going to be slandering Hilda Weiss of all people."

"True!"

"Oh! ..that's good, right?"

"Yup, yup! I'm sure the guys here will call out anyone who tries to add something fake to her entry!"

"Ah, alright, good!"

"Let's not add to the pile of losers that talk behind her back, even if she doesn't know us."

"At the very least, let's respect her privacy. I'm sure one of these days, she's gonna tell her story."

"Ah, and if she does, I hope it's in the form of a movie or documentary.."

"..you're just saying that so you can audition for a Hilda role, aren't you?"

"You caught me! It would be a dream come true. ♥"

"Ugh, Rosa, seriously-"

"Hey hey, Hugh, give me that! I wanna try!"

"Nate-!"

"Ehhh? I thought you felt bad?"

"That was a minute ago!"

[ Bianca Alabaster. ]

"A trainer from Nuvema Town. Eight league badges under her belt. Did not challenge the Pokemon League. Currently works as Professor Juniper's assistant, studying under Professor Fennel, and collaborating with Director Lenora of Nacrene City's museum in regards to the Unovan legends."

"..who's she?"

"Haven't you heard, Hughy? She's Hilda's new best friend!"

"I thought we just agreed to not be a part of the problem of guys who just talk about her-"

"No, no, look, see, the thing is- remember the thing from two years ago?"

"Plasma?"

"Plasma."

"How could I forget-"

"-a castle rose from the depths of the league! No one's forgetting something like that!"

"Yeah, exactly-"

"Wait, what does- what's her name, Bianca, Bianca Alabaster, have anything to do with this?"

"She's one of the hero's childhood friends!"

"..the hero?"

"...ah, The Hero of Truth, right?"

"..are we allowed to call him that?"

"That's what everyone else calls him!"

"Yeah, but, he's just a guy-"

"That's what's so crazy about it, Hugh! He's just a guy, just like us, and yet-!"

"I've heard that they started their journey late because Miss Bianca's dad was a worrywart. And look at her now.."

"She's working alongside the professors and even the director of the museum to uncover the dragon stuff."

"...do you think she'll find something? ..what can she see that those other archaeologists missed? No offense, but she's not that much older than us."

"Neither is the Hero of Truth or Hilda! Hilda was just ten when she achieved all those cool things, and The Hero of Truth was just fourteen!"

"I feel it in my guts- she's gonna find something that's gonna change everything we know about the heroes!"

"..we don't know much about the heroes-"

"Exactly."

"Hm. Fair point."

"Like, what did they even do?"

"I dunno, politics?"

"They didn't include politics in the legends!"

"Well duh, it doesn't sound as cool and mythic- you think Aya would listen to me telling her bedtime stories every night if the legends actually focused on that?"

"I would listen!"

"Of course you would."

"..."

"...by the way, did I tell you guys that she's also the one who's gonna deliver my Pokemon tomorrow?"

"What."

"Didn't I tell you? Mom said that the professor called her a week ago, asking her if I was old enough to have my own Pokemon now and set off for a journey!"

"I mean, I knew about that, but her? That's- if she's the childhood friend of the hero, then-!"

"We can ask about Plasma!"

"We can definitely ask about Plasma!"

"You guys, you're always asking about Plasma! They've disbanded, you know!"

"You wouldn't know that!"

"Neither would you!"

"She definitely knows a few things!"

"Didn't she like, what, run into them a few times? She's not as involved as The Hero of Truth, you know!"

"Still involved! That's better than nothing!"

"Like, hear us out, that Ghetsis guy- really, it's just so weird if he gives up after putting in all that effort to trick most of Unova into thinking it's for the good of the Pokemon that they should be separated from humans!"

"Ugh, but he's like, old. He's a bag of bones."

"Rosa, you out of all people should know that old people are stubborn."

"...oh yikes, you're right. Hm."

"That settles it. When we see her tomorrow, we'll ask about Plasma as much as we can."

"Yeah! And I know exactly which Pokemon to pick!"

"You guys are soooo stubborn. Natey, give me that, I want a turn."

"Hey-!"

[ Cheren Slater. ]

"A trainer from Nuvema Town. Eight league badges under her belt. Challenged the Elite Four, but was not able to battle the champion due to unforeseen circumstances. Studied under Gym Leader Burgh of Castelia City, currently assigned to Aspertia City's gym as a normal-type specialist."

"Huh?"

"What?"

"Aspertia has a-"

"-gym leader?"

"See, you guys are too caught up in Plasma, you haven't even heard! I was wondering why neither of you were talking about him!"

"We're getting a gym leader-"

"And it's Cheren Slater?!"

"...let me guess, he's also involved with The Hero of Truth like Bianca?"

"More so! He's the best friend of the hero! Right, Rosie?"

"Mhm. Unlike Bianca, he's more secretive- kinda like Hilda. He hasn't spoken a single word at all."

"I'm telling you, something happened in that castle. Something they don't want us to figure out."

"Why?"

"Well, when The Hero of Truth went in, he followed immediately after! I'm tellin' you, they were best buds!"

"And after Zekrom left with Team Plasma's king, the media saw Grimsley carrying him out while the hero held his hand."

"Grimsley? The Elite Four member?"

"Yeah!"

"I've heard that Grimsley's the one keeping most of the league secrets- plus, out of all the Elite Four members, he's definitely the shadiest!"

"You're just saying that because he's a dark type specialist."

"Dude, there's something about him, you know-"

"Out of the other Elite Four members, he's the only one keeping his personal life completely in the shadows. Suuuuper suspicious."

"And not to mention-"

"-the Donphan in the room; they literally share a name!"

"....ah. Gotcha. So what you're saying is-"

"Cheren Slater must be Grimsley Slater's illegitimate child that he's keeping a secret from the public!"

"..."

"Are you two stupid? Are you two actually stupid?"

"Hey!"

"Think for two seconds- how old is Grimsley?"

"He's a vampire, he doesn't age-"

"Last season's issue of Unova Monthly said he's turning twenty eight in the next summer. This Cheren guy- he's gotta be around the same age as Bianca and the hero. How old do you think Grimsley is, if that guy is his kid?!"

"..."

"..we didn't consider the age huh?"

"Back to the drawing board we go-"

"Idiots. They could be siblings. Or cousins. I dunno."

"Kinda scummy if they are. He doesn't tell the world about his bro! Couldn't be me!"

"Well, you don't shut up at all."

"Might be a Hilda situation. Maybe he's trying to protect his privacy."

"..and if he's involved in the thing from two years back.."

"..oh man, do you think something bad really went down there?"

"I'm sure. The league lost the trust of a lot of folks for a reason, you know. They won't spill what happened."

"They've dealt with Plasma along with the hero, but.. something must have happened. They were more active than ever last year, like they were trying to cover something up."

"..not to mention, if you two didn't hear anything about this new gym leader, it must have been that big of a secret."

"..who is he?"

"Hero's friend, he has eight badges, but.."

"..there's something about him, isn't there? Even more secretive than Hilda- nothing about his past, why he was scouted as gym leader.."

"Don't they have a tournament for those kinds of things?"

"Tournament, exam, half a year of prep- that's what big sis Rox said anyway."

"She hasn't told you anything?"

"Nope. The whole thing was kept on the down low. Not even she knows anything about him; she's just as surprised as I was when the league told her she had a new gym leader buddy."

"Who did she train under again?"

"Oh, Miss Elesa and Miss Skyla. She's gotten her own badge to give out, but this guy is apparently taking over the director's badge- the one from Nacrene City."

"Whoa."

"Not even like that Marlon guy from Humilau?"

"Mhm. She says he's trained under both Mister Burgh and the triplets from Striaton- but nothing else. Even his training regime was kept a secret."

"Everything about that guy is kept a secret."

"..well, that's no surprise, considering if he's going to take a step up in the league.."

"..if Plasma still has their own running around, they could target him."

"Bingo. That's what big sis Rox thought too. She can't get ahold of this guy at all- the league has all his contacts under control."

"Plasma was definitely after him like they were with the hero and the others.."

"And if he's moving in Aspertia, this could be the chance for us to find out why."

"Find out.. what?"

"You know. If he's the bestie of the hero, he knows everything. He's gotta know what happened in that castle. Why the league is so hush-hush about it."

"..somehow.."

"..I don't have a good feeling about that, Rosa."

"You don't, huh? ...me neither."

"..."

"...Rosa, give me that, we gotta check something."

[ Hilbert Blackburn. ]

This person has no entries. To submit an entry, click here.

"Oh."

"I kinda expected that, actually.. that's why I didn't bother looking him up earlier."

"He's more of a mystery than Hilda herself. Fame Checker entries tend to be submitted by users, and the moderation team is the one that decides which entries go up, which comments stay-"

"But no one knows much about this guy enough to have an entry?"

"If they did submit any, they were probably taken down or trashed when reviewing."

"The league doesn't want anyone to know of what happened two years ago, beyond the fact that this guy is the name of The Hero of Truth."

"Hilbert Blackburn was such a common name to hear around Unova two years ago-"

"Yet, no one knows anything about him."

"And league efforts were apparently taken to make sure his family and friends weren't badgered about him either."

"I'm on the league's side on that part."

"I am too! It's just.."

"..it would have been nice to know more about the hero. At this rate, he's no different from the legends we were told."

"Ugh. This sucks."

"I know, but we're not supposed to know everything- celebrities are people too,"

"But it sucks! Not knowing about this guy! He's our hero, but we weren't given a chance to get to know him, before he-"

"And his disappearance definitely has something to do with the fact the league is so quiet about what happened at that castle."

"Man, what do you think even happened there? Murder?"

"Nate-"

"That's a terrifying possibility, Natey. Did you see that Ghetsis guy? Yeah, he's old, but the scary kind of old."

"And you know how the league is. They made no secret of anything so far- and if they did, it's definitely nothing as big as this."

"Yeah, you can't really just sweep a whole castle under a rug now and pretend that no one saw it happen, huh?"

"I mean, yeah. Obviously."

"Still, you'd think they'd make a lie- or parade around the new hero some more. I mean, yeah, Reshiram chose that guy, but you'd think he'd be their mouthpiece or something. Something to get the people to stop talking."

"Yeah, but he just left."

"And that didn't give them enough time to make a lie, I guess."

"Well, they're definitely doing a bad job at keeping Unova calm if that's their goal."

"Yeah, keeping things a secret is definitely one way to get people to start talking."

"And speculating."

"And wondering."

"And maybe even conspiring-"

"Rosa-"

"Kidding. But could you imagine? A mole being in the league, knowing all their secrets?"

"That's also a terrifying possibility."

"Yeah, like, someone must been aware of all that activity in the castle before it rose up! There was definitely a mole."

"My money's on Grimsley. I definitely think he's the league traitor, if there was any."

"Mine's on Caitlin. Psychic powers should have sensed that. Remember that rumor of her being an industry plant from Sinnoh?"

"I think it's Shauntal. I dunno. She just looks like she'd enjoy causing some mayhem."

"Glad to see neither of us think its Marshal."

"Marshal is cool, and Champion Alder's student. Grimsley's a Rattata personified."

"Nate, if I didn't know any better, I would have thought you had a vendetta against Grimsley."

"Something about him makes me so mad! It's the hair for sure!"

"Smug grin."

"Gambling enabler."

"All of the above."

"..."

"...mm. All this thinking is making my head hurt."

"Yeah."

"Agreed."

"Let's.. not do that."

"We've thought of more than enough for today."

"Ugh. I thought checking your dad's Fame Checker would be fun, Hughy."

"Well, it was fun, until one of you suggested we look up Hilda Weiss-"

"And we fell down the Raboot hole.."

"Mannnn, they're cool people, but if you think about them too hard, it makes you question things!"

"Yeah, Natey. That's how most things work-"

"Right, right. Well, we don't need to think too much!"

"Speak for yourself."

"All in favor of not turning on this thing ever again?"

"Aye."

...

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"Is this on?"

"It's recording! Go ahead, big bro."

"Alright, um, well.. Hilbert Blackburn.."

"He is a trainer from Nuvema Town. He participated in the league challenge and was crowned its recent champion. Currently, he holds the title of youngest champion of Unova- as well as the second holder of 'fastest to ever lose the champion title'."

"Ouch."

"It's true though- that N guy had a good few hours in."

"Sssshh, guys, he's not done!"

"-he was chosen as The Hero of Truth by the awakened Reshiram. Currently, he's out of the region,"

"...sniff."

"...huh?"

"Oh no, big bro, don't cry!"

"Natey, this was a bad idea after all!"

"I'm sorry, big bro-!"

"It's alright. I'm sorry. The recording must have been ruined.. um, I can repeat it, if you want-"

"It's fine, it's fine! You don't have to, big bro!"

"Yeah, we'll live!"

"Plus, we know enough of that Hilbert guy!"

"..oh, just from that?"

"Yeah, just from that. We don't need to know anything anymore-"

"-besides the fact he's a piece of shit of a hero that makes his friends cry!"

"Nate!"

"Language!"

#bw/bw2 rewrite #fic

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tloujm · 1 year

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Part XXXV: New Things

Author’s Notes: Sorry I didn’t get a chance to put this up on Friday like I wanted to. I have a general idea on the direction that I want this storyline to go, which is different than before. The thing about it is that if I continue, it won’t end as soon as I originally anticipated. I’m going to be taking a trip in January, so I will be offline a lot, but to make up for not putting out full chapters, I’m thinking about making headcanons that fit within this universe to fill the time in between.

Genre: Angst with a side of Fluff

Summary: Joel gives Ellie a horseback riding lesson and has a talk with Wendy. He meets a newish member of Jackson.

Ship: Joel x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 3.4k

“Don’t let go.” Ellie spoke up, fear laced in her voice.

“I won’t. Trust me, ” Joel replied quickly. “But most importantly, trust the horse.”

Joel was holding onto the reins of a young horse that Ellie was riding on. She only had a few lessons with the rest of the kids from the daycare prior to this private one with Joel. You and Wendy both agreed that since she was getting more comfortable with Jackson, that she may be ready to take on a hobby and what hobby was more useful than horseback riding. Joel really liked the idea as well. Regardless of if she started working routes or not, taking care of a horse taught a sense of discipline and responsibility.

In the months since he learned her name, she’d been using her voice a lot more, but mostly to get by rather than to express her personality. Therefore, it was moments like these that Joel really soaked in. Even if it was through fear, at least he knew he was witnessing the real Ellie. He was confident enough in not only his own skill level, but her connection to the horse to feel that she’d be ok.

When she had her lessons with the rest of the kids, they all used well trained horses that were borrowed from other owners. This time, Joel wanted to make sure that she had her own so she could grow a connection and really get accustomed to the skill set. The first half of her first private lesson was spent picking out the horse. He was ok if it took her a long time to do so; the decision was more based on feeling than logic.

The one she chose was not as trained up as Joel would have liked, but it was young and gentle; He figured they could grow together. This was one of the first horses Jackson had successfully bred. The settlement had been able to acquire such a large herd over years of trading and taming from the wild. It wasn’t until a year back when a pair of veterinarians began calling Jackson their home did the stable become a breeding ground. Joel’s goal was to get Ellie comfortable with riding first, then introduce the two of them to safe locations beyond the wall so they could experience riding in different terrain.

“This one.” She said just above a whisper. Joel got off the pile of hay he settled on about a half hour back.

“Yeah? You sure?” He looked down at her. She nodded back up with confidence. “Good choice.” He moved into the stall to quickly examine the young animal. “Looks like a male. I think the vet said this one was a Morgan and American Quarter mix…Lemme check here…” He pulled out the clipboard hanging from the stall door.

“Is that good?”

He chuckled a bit. “Mmhmm, that’s good. Now Ellie, don’t it look like he needs a name?”

“He doesn’t have one yet?”

“His chart doesn’t show one. Probably because he’s still young.” He let her look at the clipboard with the worn out paper attached. She hardly understood the stats that the vet scribbled on there, but what she did notice was the blank next to the name row.

“Hmmm…” She timidly approached the horse even more by entering the stall. Joel moved out to give the two of them space. She examined him like a judge at a tournament. “How about Shimmer? His fur is so shiny.” It was evening, so the only light came from overhead in the stable. “I bet he shimmers in the daylight like the vampires from those comics! I can’t wait to take him out and see!”

“Shimmer?”

“What’s wrong with ‘Shimmer’?”

Joel scratched the back of his neck. “Nothing…I just uhh…didn’t know vampires shimmered.”

“Some think they just burn to ash in daylight, but that’s a myth. They just shimmer. At least that’s how the story goes.”

“Huh, didn’t know that. But, Ellie, that’s a male and names are kind of permanent.”

“No they’re not. If he doesn’t shimmer in the daylight like I thought he would, I’ll need to think of something else, but I think it suits him.”

Joel just gave a curt nod of acceptance. “As long as it suits him and you like it.”

The lesson lasted for a total of two hours. After one more lap around the training ground, Ellie and Joel decided to call it quits just in time for lunch. Their walk back to the daycare was mostly silent, but he made sure to tell her how good she did.

While Ellie quickly ran off to get some food, Joel stuck around to look for Wendy. He thought it’d be safe to do so today since he convinced you this morning to take the day off. He was eager to get back to you, but had some business to take care of first.

“Hey, Wendy, got a moment?” Joel stood at the door of her office and gave a quick knock before she beckoned him inside. She sat her pencil down as he closed the door behind him.

“How was the lesson?” She inquired.

“It went really well. I was hoping to make it a weekly thing.”

“That sounds wonderful, but if it went well, then I’m assuming that is not what you really wanted to talk about.”

“Uh no.” He wiped his hand across his beard before sitting down across from her desk. “How’s (Y/N) been when she comes here?” Wendy looked confused, so Joel elaborated. “Does she ever seem tired or out of it?”

“There were days where she’d seem more unlike herself than others, but she kept carrying on. I suggested she take more breaks or go home early, but she refused. I would have made her leave anyway, but we’d been short staffed lately and of course that happens when we get an influx of kids and she’s so good with them too; obviously you know how much progress Ellie’s made with her.”

“There’s no one else? ‘Cause my wife needs rest. I worry about her.”

“I worry about her too,” She noticed Joel’s glare didn’t falter. “Nowhere near as much as you, but close. And I know she’ll need time after she gives birth of course. Joel, I work on staffing all day. Either no one wants to do it or the ones who have the time aren’t qualified. I know I’m not in the place to be picky, but you should see the people who volunteer. We train and most do their best but, frankly, I don’t trust them alone with the kids and I don’t have time to supervise all the time when I’m needed elsewhere. I give them other work like maintenance, but I still need someone like…I need about 3 clones of (Y/N) quite honestly. At this point, I’m bribing the older kids with more snack rations to help me out with the younger ones.”

Joel chewed on the inside of his cheek as he contemplated. “I can take Ellie more.”

“Ellie’s been the least of my worries lately. For her age, she’s very independent and well behaved despite what she’s gone through. I give full credit to you and (Y/N) on that. And listen, every little bit helps, so I think everyone would benefit from you spending more time with her outside the daycare. As a matter of fact, have you thought about possibly fostering her? The three of you already have such a strong bond, but you can start with something temporary to gauge how everyone feels; baby steps.”

“What do you suggest?”

“Very similar to how foster care was before. She’ll move in, you and (Y/N) will receive the rations that I do to take care of her. Then, keep doing what you’re already doing with her.”

“We’re about to have a baby. I don’t think now is exactly the best time.”

“When are things in life ever good timing? But like I said, baby steps. Maybe have her just spend the weekends. She can help keep (Y/N) company when you’re away.”

“I’ll talk to (Y/N) about it when I get back. Even if all of that works, that’s just one kid. That barely alleviates our issue.”

“I understand that. Please trust that I am working on this expeditiously.”

“Well,” He sighed. “Let me know if there’s anything I can do to help with that.” Joel got up to leave, but turned back around before his hand reached the door knob. “My wife still needs help, Wendy. Help I don’t think I can give her.” His famous Joel glare disappeared and was replaced with a look of vulnerability. “Could you maybe…talk to her? From mom to mom? She has a lot of anxiety about the birth and afterwards. She told me…um…she said that she doesn’t feel connected to the baby.”

“I could talk to her, but I don’t know when I’ll get the chance to if she stays home and I’m almost always here. This is a serious matter, however. I believe with some extra attention and care, she’ll overcome this.” Wendy reached into her desk drawer for a scrap piece of paper. “Here, I’m going to write you down the address of someone who I think can better help (Y/N) than me. Her name is Theresa. She joined Jackson just earlier this year. I heard that a scouting group found her wandering with a newborn baby wrapped around her with a sling. They took her back here. I spent some time with her to see if she needed help caring for her child. She refused which was completely understandable; trusting strangers in this world with your most prized possession. I try to check in on her every so often so we won’t just stay strangers, but admittedly, it's been a while.”

Joel took the slip of paper. “I’ve never heard of her.”

“She keeps to herself. Just her and her baby in a small house on the other side of the settlement. She’s definitely been traumatized in some sort of way, but maybe her experiences were similar to (Y/N)’s.” Wendy noticed his hesitancy. “It’s worth trying at least. Maybe they can both find a friend in each other.”

“Thanks and uh, if you could keep this conversation between us? At least for right now. I don’t want (Y/N) thinkin’ I’m goin’ over her head or somethin’.” Joel asked to which Wendy nodded sympathetically.

Joel’s next mission was to find out more about Theresa. If he’d never heard of her, Tommy definitely would have. He made his way over to the stables after calling his brother on the walkie. He wanted to catch him before he went out on his route. During the walk, he wondered how this went under his radar; he thought he knew all of the citizens.

“Does the prodigal brother return for more marital advice?” Tommy asked, barely turning his head in Joel’s direction as he continued to prep his horse.

“Not exactly.”

“What’s got you in a tizzy then?”

“Who is Theresa,” Joel looked back down at the slip. “Porter?”

“What happened? Did she do something?”

“So you know her?”

“Yeah.” Tommy shrugged nonchalantly.

“Who is she, Tommy? What’s her backstory? How did she get here?”

“She’s a woman that Dean found ‘bout a year back while his group was out looking for new checkpoints. She seemed distraught and in need, especially with an infant. Joel, that baby had to have only been a month old if that. They examined her and found her to be of no threat; there was no set up, no nothing. Maria was notified and she gave them clearance to bring her back. She personally escorted Theresa to the infirmary to check on her and the baby. She also set them up in a house on Pine avenue because it’s kind of secluded. She figured, at least, as a trial home just in case she did pose a danger later on. It worked out for her because she seemed introverted anyway. Like I said, that was a year ago and we haven’t had any trouble from her at all. She contributes to the community garden and such, so she does her part. Maria is the one who checks up on her.”

“Where’s Maria?”

“Busy.” Out of habit, Joel’s glare reappeared on his face, but out of everybody it had the least effect on Tommy. “Maria wouldn’t be able to tell you more than I just did, so there’s no sense in botherin’ her ‘bout it. Now, what’re you askin’ ‘bout Theresa for?”

“I took your advice about me and (Y/N),” Joel began. Tommy finally looked at him eagerly.

“And?”

“We made progress. We did something together and we talked. It really helped.”

“‘Thank you, Tommy’.” The younger brother impersonated Joel with a slightly stronger drawl and deeper voice. He flashed the famous glare, to which Tommy laughed.

“Despite that, (Y/N) needs help. I’ve supported her as much as I know how.” Joel began helping Tommy prep the horse as he talked. “I just got back from the daycare. I asked Wendy if she could talk to her, like girl talk, but she suggested Theresa would be better.”

“Oh, I see.”

“I didn’t know anything ‘bout this Theresa. Why is that, Tommy?”

“Don’t get your cowboy briefs in a bunch. It’s not like I intentionally hid her existence from you. It just didn’t seem like a big deal. You had just gone on your honeymoon and were away from the settlement when that happened. She wasn’t a danger, so it slipped my mind after you got back.”

“Is there anyone else I don’t know about here in Jackson?”

Tommy shrugged. “Probably a few. Listen, they’ve all either been vetted by me or Maria. You don’t need to worry yourself over every single thing that happens here. You’re about to be a dad again, you help out with Ellie a lot, and frankly, you’re an ol’ fogey; You need to start taking it easy.” Tommy tried to keep a serious face but couldn’t help the snickering. Joel scooped up a bunch of hay on the pitchfork and tossed it at him. “Hey!”

Just like they did when they were kids, the Miller brothers playfully roughhoused in the stable. It only lasted for a few solid minutes as their worn bodies couldn’t handle it like they used to. When the straw settled on the floor, Tommy finished mounting his horse and Joel took off to his next destination.

“Hello?” A woman peaked her head through the crack of the front door.

“Are you Theresa Porter?” The deep, southern voice questioned.

“Who’s asking?”

“I’m Joel Miller and—”

Theresa straightened up and opened the door a bit wider. “You’re the other Miller brother, huh? I’ve heard a lot about you.”

“I wish I could say the same. But that’s why I’m here. Is now a good time to talk?” Joel glanced over her head and into the dark house. It was daytime, so it wasn’t weird to have all the lights off, but it still seemed unusually dark.

“Um sure, but what’s this about?”

“You’re not in trouble or anything. I just have a big favor; something you may be able to help me with. May I?” Joel gestured to go inside. She reluctantly let him in.

When he entered, she only turned on one lamp. “Sorry about the mess. Sometimes I just don’t get the time between work and the baby.” Joel grunted and nodded before sitting on her couch. He peered around, trying his best to be inconspicuous. One thing he noticed immediately was the lack of noise. It was dead silent in the house, though figured the child was asleep.

“Can I get you something to drink? I got…tap water.” Theresa offered.

“No, thank you.” Joel liked how hospitable she was. It was a nurturing trait that, as a mom, may help you come into your own.

Theresa came back around and sat across from Joel. “What did you want to talk about again?”

“My wife actually. I heard that you had a baby and my wife is about to delivery our first—”

“Congratulations!” Her demeanor pepped up; another thing Joel liked.

He cleared his throat before continuing. “Thank you. She’s been feeling lonely and just down lately and I think she could use a new friend; someone who can relate to her. How old is your son or daughter?”

“Daughter. She is 11 months old.” She stated proudly.

“Is this your first too?”

“Yeah, she’s my first. My Saoirse.”

“That’s a pretty soundin’ name.”

“Thank you. Her father named her; He’s Irish.”

“Where is he now? If you don’t mind me askin’?”

“We got separated a long time ago. I think about him everyday and hope to see him again. I hope that he gets to see his daughter again, but I had to put her first. I wanted to keep searching for him, but then your crew found me. I was grateful enough for some supplies, then I would’ve been on my way, but they offered to take me in. Jackson has been so inviting and you all are some of the kindest people I’ve met.”

Joel grunted and nodded in response. “I’m sorry to hear that.” He took a heavy pause while thinking about what he’d do if he ever got separated from Sarah. He counted himself as blessed that her face never showed up on the missing people’s segment of the news. “I hope you all find each other soon.”

“I hope so too. I wanted to wait until she got a bit older before we went out to find him, but things aren’t going by plan.” She looked away somberly.

“This winter is lookin’ to be on the harsh side. Bet you’re itchin’ to get out there, but best to wait til the frost is over.”

She looked back up at Joel. “Yeah. I just hope he’s found a place as good as Jackson to take shelter. We originally had plans to go southward, so maybe he’s in a warmer place.” She smiled to herself. “I’m in good spirits about it. I have to for our little one. We’ll be a family again soon.”

“We can help you when the time comes.”

Her eyes lit up. “I’d appreciate that. Now, your wife…”

“(Y/N) Miller.”

“(Y/N). How far along is she exactly?”

“28 weeks.”

“Ah yes, she’s getting close. I could give her some of Saoirse’s hand-me-downs. Some I knitted myself!”

“That sounds very nice. I’m sure she’d like that. If I can get my hands on some knitting supplies, would you maybe teach her how to? She’s restless and wants to keep busy, but some of the activities she does, I feel, are not good for our baby.”

“Oh, we don’t want that.” Joel nodded in agreement. “I would be happy to show her! We can talk and knit a blanket together!”

“That sounds good. If it helps, you can bring Saoirse ‘round too if you don’t have anyone to look after her. Your house is a bit far from ours and I don’t feel comfortable with her walking that far especially with it gettin’ slick out now.”

Theresa shifted in her seat. “Of course, that makes total sense. I can do house visits.” She chuckled. “She just got over a minor cold so…”

“Oh.”

“But I just found a solid babysitter, so it won’t be too much of a problem.”

Joel nodded and offered up a small grin. “It’s gettin’ late and I don’t wanna hold you. We can talk more when you come by; Maybe we can all have dinner soon. Do you mind?” Joel gestured to a paper and marker on her coffee table. Theresa shook her head. “This is the frequency channel we are on. Feel free to use the ham radio at the stable if you don’t have one to give us a heads up when you’re ready.”

“Thank you, Joel. It does get lonely as a single mom, so I think this will be a nice change of pace.”

He nodded with another small grin before tipping his imaginary hat. “Have a good night.”

#TLOU #TLOU II #TLOU 2 #Joel Miller #tlou joel miller #Joel Miller x Reader #Joel Miller x Fem!Reader #the last of us joel #the last of us joel miller #joel miller fanfic #tlou fanfic #tlou fanfiction

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deinonychian · 1 year

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Lucky egg, apricorn, volt switch?

Lucky Egg - Gym theme/team

sat here for like an hour last night thinking of what to do a gym theme/team for and it mostly boiled down to “what are my favorite types and what are my favorite guys of those types” so there was like. a ghost team and a dragon team. bc unsurprisingly those are my favorite types. but then I had an idea that was infinitely funnier and more cohesive as a theme and that’s a psychic type gym but with the theme of what I like to call Little Freak Bitches That Hover Ominously Over Your Bed

each of them just appeared in my house one day and we decided to start a gym about it. could be swept by a single bug type but we’re having fun and that’s what matters. Also an excuse to give some love to some underrated faves

beheeyem - just an all around excellent little freak bitch with psychic powers. 10/10 at hovering ominously over the bed

musharna - mostly just bc i love that one post of the guy waking up to one at the foot of his bed. i think theyd be soft to the touch and the smoke would feel like silk and tastes like nostalgia

claydol - the baltoy line has a special place in my heart bc i found a shiny one in my sns playthrough. so this one would be shiny too

bronzong - was always drawn to this guy+bronzor and im not really sure why? could be switched with lunatone for extra ominous hovering action

sigilyph - THEE MOST OF ALL TIME. its just so strange looking its like a windchime and i bet it hums ancient songs from within its clay body. i want to hug one. excels in beam attacks and staring. this guy would be my main.

solosis - is less of a freak bitch and mostly just little. the heart of the team. he sits in my lap while i work and doesnt participate in gym battles

Apricorn - Favorite fossil pokemon

hmmm solid tie between archeops and tyrantrum. For the longest time when I was a kid archeopteryx was my favorite dinosaur, and so when archeops came out of course I was all over that guy. I had one in b/w and he was a BEAST. i just gave that guy acrobatics and he swept everything. hes so cool. i love his fluffy feathers and his goofy flying animation.

and tyrantrum is just cool as Fuck. its a dragon type t rex what more could you want. i like when pokemon look cool and this one is Very cool

honorable mentions to aurorus and the anorith line. love those guys <3 (also when are we gonna get a real spinosaurus pokemon. I’m Waiting.)

Volt Switch - Favorite electric type

EASY. TOXTRICITY NO QUESTION!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE TOXTRICITY ITS MY FAVORITE GEN 8 GUY!!!! ITS A PUNK ROCK ELECTRIC GUITAR POKEMON!!!!!!!! i had two in my sns playthrough one amped named bellamy and one lowkey named ampersand. i heard its in s/v too so im so psyched about that im gonna get one on my team >:) they’re just soooo cool theyre like creatures to me

honorable mentions to galvantula and kilowattrel and rotom all really good and very cool guys

#mal.txt #the ghost team was golurk aegislash dhelmise gengar (+mega) and ceruledge #and the dragon team was drampa druddigon dragalge garchomp and tyrantrum #auuuhhhh I lvoe pokemon #also no joke I was going to ask you volt switch also but then just decided for the two

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miscellaneous-obsession · 3 years

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hi!! can I request the Dimitrescus and maybe Donna reacting the first time they see us wearing a dinosaur/unicorn onesie? this just came into my mind LMAO! THANKYOU :')

I had far too many ideas when it came to this ask, thank you Anon, writing this brought a big smile to my face :)

Apologies for not posting for a week, I wasn’t very well but now I’m back and writing!!

Donna:

Poor Donna has suffered enough in life, both of fear and frights, so a unicorn onesie would be a safe bet.

As Donna potentially is a seamstress, creating delicate, ornate outfits for her friends dotted about her home, it is safe to say she would be thrilled to try making the one-piece for you, given that she has prior knowledge regarding the fabled creature.

However, if the animal is beyond her comprehension or materials are more difficult than initially thought to acquire, she will turn to the Duke’s services to procure the item with her own money, despite your protests.

With either instance, Donna will feel an overwhelming sense of satisfaction and pride seeing your frame enclosed in the onesie. Her smile behind the veil widens, reaching her eye as you radiate pure joy.

She will find herself bundled into a hug instantly, possibly one with a spin if comfortable. A huff of breath will escape her mouth when set down, choosing to hold your hand as you utter praises and thanks continuously.

And we can’t forget Angie; she will have no idea as to what a onesie is nor a unicorn, but boy, once she sees you in your own, she all but demands a matching set.

Alcina:

Finding her significant other encompassed by the soft green material, deemed to resemble a dinosaur, didn't fail to bring a smile to red-painted lips.

Lady Dimitrescu quite frankly oozes composure, refraining herself from expressing her initial reaction of a scoff or laugh, knowing how it could be misconstrued or upsetting.

Favouring her grin and need to admire your beaming expression, the lady cups your cherub cheeks in her palms. Only when you mimicked a "Rawr," typically heard when her middle child tormented staff for pleasure, did Alcina chuckle, the moment calling for joviality.

She herself would not desire a matching outfit, but she would be more than happy to purchase an abundance for you if needs must.

She is sure her daughters will catch wind of this new item of clothing, the certainty so high she has the Duke on standby with orders waiting.

Bela:

Confusion and curiosity. Both will be evident by her frozen stance as she rounds the corner.

Her response, albeit delayed, will come in the form of widened eyes and cautious steps, hands mapping the cotton-like fabric with care.

A verbal response is out of the question at first, until realisation dawns upon her that you are mimicking a dinosaur in this unique ensemble.

It is then that appreciation, particularly for the warmth it retains, is made known. Bela will not hesitate to whisk you off elsewhere, preferably a sofa or her bed, to cuddle and leech off of the heat she desperately desires.

The blonde will begrudgingly agree to have one purchased, a match to your own. Being coordinated with you, something commonplace to share with her sisters is thrilling.

Cassandra:

Cassandra will find it endearing, humorous, almost as she comes across you in a dinosaur onesie, acting fierce and ferocious.

The brunette laughs in delight as you pounce forward, making half-hearted attempts to bite her neck. Keeping you close, she holds and supports your frame in her arms, not wishing for the fun to end prematurely.

With minimal taunting and teasing, Cassandra takes your bait, seeing the creation of a challenge, a game of tag. Promised a thirty-second head start, you bound as fast as possible out of the room, struggling to accommodate your onesie with every step.

However, those spare seconds amount to nothing as Cassandra’s pace is unmatched. Rounding the corner, her giggles follow as she observes your altered gait and lack of balance, brought on by the new appendage of a tail that you subsequently stumble over.

Before colliding with the ground, Cass lurched forward, bearing the brunt of the fall. You watch as the brunette’s lips turn upward into a smile, teeth catching the light, proud to have won, “Hmmm, I think I am owed my reward, iubi.”

Daniela:

Dani squeals, rushing over instantly as she lays her eyes upon you in a unicorn onesie. Blood free hands come to caress the clothing, fingers raking through the multicoloured mane in awe.

In that very moment, Daniela will plead to hear of the fables in which unicorns exist and prevail, mirroring the spike in her curiosity and enthusiasm.

If cold, she has no qualms in attempting to share the space of your own onesie, choosing to cram her hands into the pockets or partially disperse into her swarm, a small proportion of which flit into the outfit, nestling comfortably in gaps of material.

You can bet this redhead will demand an abundance of hugs while you wear the item and will even go as far as to commission one for herself to ensure that you both are a matching pair.

After getting her own onesie, she will parade the two of you around, flouting your relationship unashamedly before the castle’s staff, grinning like the Cheshire cat with every gaze cast your way.

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pillage-and-lute · 3 years

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If you're still taking request - your arranged marriage Au made me think of Jaskier as maybe someone cursed and in a tower, maybe everyone thinks the prince in a tower is guarded by a terrible dragon but the prince IS the dragon, and Geralt investigates?

Cute idea, elementalsight!

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“Rescuing a fair maiden, really?” Geralt said.

“The notice had he/him pronouns, so probably not exactly,” Yennefer said, looking at her nails. “And you need the money. Do you want the contract or not?”

Geralt picked it up from the table and smoothed the parchement.

“There’s really very little information here, they say he’s guarded by a dragon?”

“Mmmhmm,” Yennefer said, brushing at a chip in her nail polish that was probably imaginary.

“There’s no dragons out here, the terrains wrong, we’d know anyway.”

“Mmh, intriguing, right? Bet you wanna take that contract now.” Yen hadn’t looked up from her nails.

“Yen, what do you know?” He lashes cast odd shadows across her face in the torchlight.

“Nothing I’m telling you,” she said. Then she summoned a portal and disappeared with a swish of skirts.

Damn. He really was out of money though.

The tower wasn’t imposing or ominous. It wasn’t made of black stone or crooked, no random lightning storms or smoke, it wasn’t even that tall.

“Go away,” the voice came from a throat like a blast furnace and Geralt was staring into the slitted eyes of a mid sized (still big enough to eat him, just in more than one bite) dragon.

“Hello,” he said. “What’s a sky dragon doing in a place like this.” It was his special ‘talking to horses or big animals’ voice.

“Not a sky dragon,” the sky dragon grumbled.

“Yes you are, and what’s weird is that you should be up on some chilly cliff, not in a forest.”

“I’m a dragon, not any special kind. The eat you all up and burn your armor kind.” There was a pout in the voice now.

Geralt scratched one of the snout scales.

“Sure,” he said. The dragon huffed, blue-silver smoke rings curling from the nostrils. No eating occurred.

“I imagine I’m not very good eating,” Geralt said. Most witchers would probably at least give a dragon indigestion. “I also imagine you know something very important about the prince in the tower.”

The dragon, despite having eyes the size of soup bowls, did not meet Geralt’s gaze.

“He’s not even a very important prince, I don’t know why you’re interested.”

“I’d quite like to know why he’s imprisoned in a tower,” Geralt said, although a mental picture was forming. “And why I have a contract to kill both him and the dragon guarding it.”

The dragon pulled back sharply and hissed. A blade thin line of fire, blue and so hot it nearly seared off an eyebrow, missed Geralt by inches.

“Monster hunter,” the dragon said, shifting up on it’s haunches like it was getting ready to pounce. It wasn’t. He could see it in the muscles, they weren’t bunched right. The dragon didn’t want to hurt him, and the eyes just looked sad and kind of resigned.

“Yes,” Geralt admitted, holding up his hands, both currently sword free. “But I don’t want to kill him...or you. Monster hunter, not prince hunter.”

“Dragons are monsters,” the dragon said.

“Only to stupid people,” Geralt replied. “And sheep,” he added as an afterthought. “I want to meet this prince of yours.”

“NONE MAY ENTER,” the dragon said. “NOW LEAVE BEFORE I BURST YOUR EARDRUMS WITH A ROAR”

“You can’t, that’s only earth dragons, they’re all curled up under a mountain somewhere, and they’re certainly never blue.”

“The dragon looked nonplussed. “I’LL SPIT ACID IN YOUR FACE.”

“Swamp dragons,” Geralt said. “Green or yellow and a little smaller.”

“I’LL...”

“You were raised by humans,” Geralt interuppted.

“No?”

“Yes you were, otherwise you’d know more. Did the prince raise you? I won’t harm him you know, I only wan’t to talk.”

“NONE MAY ENTER.”

“Yes, you’ve said, but I won’t take him away. I just want to know why people want him dead.” Here Geralt looked the dragon right in the blue eyes, close enough to se the silver flecks in the iris. “Maybe I can help him, help you both.”

The dragon looked away. “Come back at sunset.”

Geralt did.

He yelled out for the dragon but it wansn’t there.

“I’m climbing the tower,” he called out. “Don’t flame me, you invited me.” And he clambered up the tower. Coming back down he’d be thankful for the rope he’d brought, because the stones were slick and smooth. He sat on the small windowsill and swung his legs into a room.

It wasn’t a very nice room. It was definitely a prison. small bed, one candle, uneven table and wobbly stool. A young man was sitting on the floor, cradling a lute.

“Are you the prince?” Geralt asked. He hadn’t seen a picture and although he felt silly making sure, he’d feel sillier if he got it wrong.

“Yes, are you the dragon slayer?”

“Witcher,” Geralt said. “And I did’t slay your dragon.”

“He’s not my dragon, he’s my fearsome jailer, keeping me inside this tower.”

“No,” Geralt said. “I doubt it. Show me your eyes.”

“No,” said the prince, not looking up.

“I’ll bet they’re a very pretty shade of blue,” Geralt said. “With silver.”

Blue and silver eyes met gold.

“You knew,” said the prince, swiping dirty, brown hair from his brow.

“You act odd, for a dragon, prince...” he sought the memory. “Julian.”

“Friends call me Jaskier,” said Jaskier. “Although I don’t have many. Just a little bit of dragon blood in the line, barely more than a drop, really, but I just so happen to get all of it. Anyway, I thought all dragons could look human.”

“They can,” Geralt said. “But they’re raised by other dragons, so they don’t act the same. Why are you inprisoned? And why was I sent to kill you.”

Jaskier sighed. “It’s not good, is it, to have a dragon for a son, even if he is your third son and won’t inherit. Father locked me up and had a mage cast a spell. As a dragon I can roam a little, but I can’t climb down the tower as a human, and I’m only human at night, some mishap with the runes as I understand. True love’s kiss breaks the mage’s spell.”

Geralt scoffed. “That pansy stuff never works.”

“It’s just what I was told,” said the prince, shrugging. “Somehow my father got the idea that true loves kiss will also make me no longer a dragon.”

“Not how that works,” Geralt said.

“No,” Jaskier agreed. “But he keeps sending heroes after me hoping they’ll kiss me.”

“The contract said I was to kill both of you.”

“Yes, well, that would also take care of the problem, wouldn’t it?”

“The problem being you?” Geralt said.

“The problem, generally speaking, being me.”

“We’ll break the spell,” Geralt said, although it wouldn’t be that easy.

“And then what? I can’t fight, I’ve no useful skills and nowhere to go. According to you I don’t even make a very good dragon.”

The young man slumped down. “But I’ve been so lonely,” he said. “You know I’ve been here five years? Just me and my lute, I think I’m going mad. You could even be a figment of my imagination.”

“Right,” Geralt said. “Getting you out first, dealing with other problems later.”

“Where am I going to find true love’s kiss?” asked Jaskier. “Do I kiss you?”

“You could try?” Geralt said. He really wouldn’t mind. The prince was whiny and a little dirty but very good looking. “But I was thinking more like, finding the runes and wiping them out.”

“You can just do that?” Jaskier leap to his feet. “They’re right up there,” he pointed among the cieling beams. “I can’t reach them on my own but the two of us...”

Geralt was already lifting the princling onto his shoulders. He didn’t weigh a lot.

“Just a little forward,” Jaskier said, accidentally kneeing Geralt in the chin.

“Hmmm,” he said, to avoid cursing, and shifted forward.

“Thery’re coming off! The runes are wiping away!”

He was loud but Geralt couldn’t blame him, five years was a long time. Although not compared to a dragon’s lifespan.

“They’re gone, I’m free!”

Geralt let the boy down from his shoulders and got a surprisingly tight hug and a very pleasant, extremely enthusiastic kiss.

“Just...you know, covering all my bases,” said the blushing prince. He really was cute.

Geralt carried him down the tower. Delighted, Jaskier turned into a dragon, then back to a human, then a smaller dragon, house cat sized, and perched on Geralt’s shoulder.

“Where are we going now? And what’s your name? Will I meet other witchers? Don’t forget to bring my lute?”

It would probably get old very quickly, Geralt thought. But the company was kind of nice, if a little scaly.

#geraskier #dragon jaskier #creature jaskier #true love's kiss is for sissys #the witcher #askbox answers

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atticsandwitch · 3 years

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Obey Me! Characters and an MC with chronic pain

More self indulgence

Lucifer

Is aware, thanks to Barbatos, but also respects your privacy.

Probably won't act like he already knows if you decide to tell him.

Can't stay by your side as much as he wants, but he works hard behind the scenes to make sure you're taken care of.

Makes sure the first aid cabinet is always stocked with pain meds.

Calls you in sick when you need to miss school.

Schedules your doctors appointments

Often tutors you to make sure you don't get behind.

Makes Mammon bring you your homework, Has Satan pick up your meds.

Still wishes he could do more.

The first to check on you in the morning if you wake up in pain and are late to breakfast.

Mammon

The first to know after Barbatos. He's always in your room going through your things, so he found your medications, aids, etc and tried failed to find a subtle way to ask you about them.

Is honestly amazed that you have to deal with that every day and still manage to do everything that you do for him and his brothers, and all with a smile.

Thinks you're a badass.

Whenever he goes on shopping sprees with Goldie, he buys you anything he sees that he thinks might help.

He doesn't know what it is, but it says its for pain, so MC might be able to use it!

It breaks his heart to see his human in pain, and he feels helpless, so he'll stay by you and stroke your hair during pain flare ups.

Hovers a little.

Always willing to lay in bed and have a Harrison Porter marathon.

Gets really good at wrapping your joints in compression bandages, braces, or kinesio-tape.

Leviathan

The resident Akuzon addict will actually research all the best products for coping with pain. He'll sort through reviews and find whatever sounds the most helpful.

He finds out when he invites you to an anime/gaming marathon and you decline, saying you're in pain.

Boy doesn't run, but he's at your door in three seconds flat and out of breath, trying to make sure you're okay.

Video chats, live streams, and other technological ways to hang out become a common option for the two of you, but he also sets up an area in his room just for you, where you can lay down and access anything you'd need to feel better. Tens unit? Check. Pain meds? Check. Heating pad? Check. Braces? Check. Ice packs? Check. The list goes on, MC.

Knows all your comfort characters/series, and incorporates them into his comfort strategies. "'You're amazing! I don't know anyone who could handle what you do every day!' That's what the die-hard gamer from your favorite anime would say in a situation like this, right?!"

Satan

Makes a point to do things for you before you can even ask him to.

Will get things for you, bring them to you, put things you've left out back in your room or where you'll easily find them so you don't have to go looking.

Always offers to carry things for you.

Reads up on whatever he can that might help.

Should we get Cerberus certified as an emotional support/service animal?

Obviously a good tutor when you need help with school.

Reads to you or sends you cat videos when you're having a bad day.

He's really good at reading people, so he's one of the first to notice when your mood starts to change due to the pain.

Makes the others aware whenever he realizes you're having a pain flare up.

The Devildom Museum of Art is suddenly offering virtual tours of all their new exhibits. Hmmm I wonder who could be responsible for that.

Asmodeus

The king of massages and back rubs.

Seriously, it makes Mammon jealous, so Asmo's always giving you back rubs in his room so Mammon can't butt in and demand that he takes his hands off you.

Always there to offer you a hot bath

Learns all about aromatherapy, and knows all the best scents for relaxation and pain relief.

Always buying lotions and massage oils to use on you, especially if he thinks they'll help.

Knows about all of the newest super food trends and encourages a healthy lifestyle and diet without being pushy.

Drink lots of water, MC!

Encourages you to take it easy, and to never feel guilty about taking care of yourself.

Seriously, Asmo will force you to take self care or mental health days if he thinks you need it. (Much to Lucifer's chagrin. Guess he's calling you in sick again.)

Beelzebub

Along with Belphie, he's very good at being able to read your mood and tell when you're starting to feel bad.

Likes giving you piggy-back rides and always offers to carry things for you.

Seriously, between Beel and Satan, you don't ever have to lift a finger if you don't want to.

Checks in with you often, but tries to make sure he's not hovering. He wants to help as often as he can, but doesn't want to take away any of your independence.

Gets really into physical therapy and learns all the best stretches and exercises to help you, but still knows that sometimes only junk food can make things better.

Takes it upon himself to bring you all your meals. He'll even pack you lunches, or go get your food for you in the cafeteria.

Knows all your favorite comfort foods.

Really just wants to hold you when you're not feeling well.

Probably the second best at massages after Asmo.

Belphegor

Prides himself on how well he knows you, and can tell when you're starting to feel run down almost before you can.

Takes it upon himself to learn your limits so he knows when you're pushing yourself and can distract you so you don't overdo it and wind up in pain later.

A little bossy, but his heart's in the right place, "Don't sit like that, MC, your back will hurt later"

Canonically already carries around stomach medicine for Beel, so he's definitely carrying pain meds around for you too.

Snuggle buddies for life.

As much as he enjoys/needs sleep, if you're having a pain flare up, he'll make sure to stay awake to stroke your hair and comfort you until you fall asleep first.

Tries to make jokes to make you feel better.

Doesn't seem like it, but he's a pretty good tutor too. He's used to cramming at the last minute.

Diavolo

Makes sure you have any accommodations that you may need. Online classes, extensions, extra sick days, you name it.

Checks in with you often, but won't say anything about your condition unless you tell him first. Will act like he doesn't know until then. But will sheepishly admit the truth if you find out and apologize.

Does anything he can to help magically as often as possible, but there are rules and limitations even for him.

All he really wants to do is take care of you and treat you to things. Anything at all that he can do to help, really.

Would pamper you within an inch of your life if he could.

Has the Little D's help you out with things all the time, but tells them to act like it's just coincidence that they're there and have time to help.

Lucifer and Barbatos both have to remind him that you need rest and he can't constantly be checking in on you. They roll their eyes whenever they see the Little D's approach you.

Barbatos

Was probably the one in charge of all the details of the exchange program, like transportation and background information, so he would have been the first to know.

Made Diavolo and Lucifer aware as part of his duties, but respects your privacy and wouldn't offer any details without permission.

Seriously admires your strength. It takes a lot to deal with pain every day.

Always has pain meds, braces, or other small helpful items on hand.

Does more for you than anyone besides Diavolo.

Diavolo and Lucifer both think it's sweet, and may tease him a little.

Solomon

Always has magic ointments and creams on hand, and gives them to you often.

Knows that weather can affect pain, and checks in on you when it rains.

Will take notes for you in class and bring them to you at the House of Lamentation.

Worries more than he lets on.

Does extra medicinal magic on you without your knowledge, but only if he knows it'll help somehow. Normally he has no problem experimenting on people, but he cares too much about you, and you've been through enough.

Simeon

Likes to cook for you when you're not feeling well and brings meals to you when you miss school sometimes.

Is really good at taking care of people.

Always there to listen, and very sympathetic.

Has to hold himself back from hovering, but having to remind Luke helps him.

Loves playing with your hair while he comforts you.

Forehead kisses.

Like Beel, he just wants to hold you and make things better.

Luke

Worries about you a lot when you miss school.

Simeon and Solomon have to remind him that he can't constantly call or check on you because you need your rest, but if one of them visits you, you can bet that he's tagging along.

You're so strong MC!

Making you desserts as we speak.

Would share his comfort items with you.

#obey me #mammon #satan #belphegor #beelzebub #lucifer #leviathan #asmodeous #diavolo #barbatos #simeon #solomon #luke #obey me chronic pain #chronic pain #obey me characters

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kenjikutie · 4 years

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Haikyuu Sunday, haikyuu Sunday ✨✨ Alright sooo, how about: something like, the reader is watching ushijima, tendou, goshiki and bokuto practice and make an audible comment about how they like the guys muscles and OBV the guys have a crush on reader cuz I'm into that fluff mood ♥️♥️

yay! these are some of my favorite boys in the show, so this is great!

Their Crush Compliments Them

Ushijima

- you were a manager for shiritorizawa, which left you with a bunch of responsibilities but, this was one of the rare times that you got to take a break. the boys were practicing while you were taking a quick snack but eventually, your eyes wandered to the most recognizable player on the team

- ushijima wakatoshi was a powerhouse of a man and holy wow was he good looking, but, you were pretty sure he already knew that. however, when he went in for a spike and you were able to see his defined biceps and back muscles you can’t stop yourself

- “jesus, it’s like he was sculpted by god.”, you whispered after the practice match was over but, you hadn’t noticed ushijima standing right beside you, waiting to ask where you’d put his water bottle

- to anyone else, it would have looked like he hadn’t heard you or that he just didn’t care but if you looked closely, you would have seen the pink that tinted his nose. when you turned around, your face drained of color but he didn’t say anything about it so you assumed he just hadn’t heard you

- but, as you were about to go to bed that night, you received a text on your phone that made your cheeks light up and your mouth break into a wide grin

- thank you, (y/n). you are very lovely as well

Tendou

- you had arrived at his practice so that the two of you could walk home together but had shown up a few minutes early. tendou was still practicing with a few other players and didn’t seem to notice as you set down on the bench to wait for him. tendou did notice you and now he was super hyped.

- tendou had always been unsure about his looks due to his childhood but he knew that he was a good volleyball player and hoped you knew it too. so, when he went up to block, he made sure to flex a little more than usual and it definitely got your attention

- “holy crap, tendou! that was really hot!”, you covered your mouth immediately and felt your face become as red as tendou’s hair

- he let out a loud squeal and pointed to you from his spot on the court, “you’re right, it was really hot, (y/n)-chan, thank you for noticing!”

- on your walk home, you didn’t look at tendou once but he kept his arm around you, poking your cheek to annoy you and pressing the question. did you mean it? he really liked being told he was attractive and he would have to flex more often

Goshiki

- goshiki wanted to defeat the ace of shiritorizawa, that much was known to everyone. another known fact was that he also got a bit too excited all the time about literally anything. so, to have his manager compliment his looks and muscles nearly made him burst into flames

- he wanted to do everything to the best he could so he also went in on every move he made. unknown to him, you’d noticed his enthusiasm too and when he finally took a break, you decided to have a talk with him

- “you don’t need to push yourself so much, goshiki-kun. you’re already really buff, you’ll beat ushijima-kun in no time.”, you hadn’t given a thought to what you said and walked away to hand someone their water battle but goshiki was shaking

- tendou and semi had totally heard the conversation. tendou was batting his eyelashes and mimicking your voice, oh goshi-kun, you’re so handsome. goshiki was bright red but his heart was light because oh my gosh you thought he was buff

Bokuto

- so, he’s literally a seven-year-old boy; it’s no secret. when he hears you compliment him, all bets are off. forget practice, forget the ball that’s about to hit him in the head, you. just. complimented. his. back. muscles

- you were standing right behind bokuto on your way inside the gym and just couldn’t take your eyes off of how defined his back was. (i will never forget how the robbed him in the anime). you thought you had been quiet

- “woah.”, you whispered and immediately, bokuto spun around

- “what, what, what? what is it (y-n)-chan, hmmm?”, he got closer to your face with a large smile on his face and his eyebrows nearly reaching his hairline, not even minding how you began to stutter with warm cheeks

- “she likes your muscles, idiot.”, akaashi deadpanned, ignoring your betrayed gasp and bokuto’s squeal of excitement

- “hey, hey, hey!”, he cheered and lifted you off the ground in excitement, “my muscles are really great, aren’t they, (y/n)-chan!”

#haikyuu imagines #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu!!#ushijima x reader #tendou x reader #tendou satori #goshiki tsutomu #goshiki x reader #bokuto koutarou imagine #bokuto x reader

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not-me-simping-for-blasty · 3 years

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Hey bb! <3

You’ve quickly became my favorite bakugo writer, how you write him just feels so real to me. every time I see you post something new I get so happy!

I’m seeing ya write a lot about blasty with crushes and or S/O’s but not really about how he gets into a relationship so I propose to you how do you think he would realize his feelings and act upon them? If he even would lol he’s so stubborn and awkward with feelings I swear.

Anywho I love you and I’m glad your blog is getting the attention it deserves!!

hmmm hmm hmm tysm @kits-mania for the ask, this is a good one!! also ahaha i wrote this with tiny baby UA bakugou in mind bc his comedic potential is seriously limitless

--/--

-ok, to start, so basically, he’s a mess. an absolute mess.

-yes, yes, ik, we’d all love for him to be like, cool and smooth and suave and spit crazy game but he’s just not that guy. he’s a snarling animal at the best of times and an outright asshole every other second of the day.

-(honestly, if u asked me, the only confession you could ever get that would somehow be more disastrous than bakugou’s would be if u got one from tamaki. and even then, tamaki is a sweetheart so u would 100% be much more forgiving)

-but that’s not the point, what is the point is that bakugou would just be so weird around u and that’s how he recognizes his feelings

-lmao like he’ll be so ridiculous with his mood swings,,, very yelling at you for breathing one second, bc even that somehow flusters him, n then the next second he’s recommending an extensive list of personalized training exercises (that he devised) for you and telling you to shut up if you try to thank him for it

-and he’ll do those things almost without thinking about it. like, he’s already impulsive, we been knew, but for this?? pls he absolutely cannot control himself. he’ll just keep accidentally doing nice things, that he’d never do for somebody else, and he knows this. but then he also feels like he’s gotta act like a dick to cover the strangeness up

-and after being rude, to save face, bakugou’ll be in his head totally “man, i’m the best at this. i bet they don’t even know i fuckin’ like them!” n like, yeah, he’s right, you 100% don’t, but everyone else around him does.

-very obvious to his friends how quiet he is when you come up. like, he’ll say shit about everyone at any given time, but when you come up in conversation?? absolute crickets from him. (this is bc bakugou wants to keep his mouth shut, to avoid suspicion obvi, but in doing so he almost doesn’t seem like an asshole. n when bakugou isn’t acting like a dick that’s when you know somethings up)

-so, those two things combined,,, the mood fluctuation and uncharacteristic behavior make it pretty clear to himself that he’s got a crush. now, don’t get me wrong, he’s gonna be clueless on how to do anything about it, but bakugou’s not dumb. he’ll realize his feelings pretty quickly after they form

-now, for the acting upon his feelings part- whew boy. talk about an embarrassing turnout

-basically, he’s not gonna do shit at first. he’ll recognize his feelings and he doesn’t want to be a wimp about them, but he also kinda just wants them to go away. so he’ll wait it out. bc it’s embarrassing.

-but if that doesn’t work, and he really does just have one hell of a crush,,, then all he’ll be able to do, at first, is work up the courage to finally not be an asshole,,, using little gestures that include but are not limited to:

1.) offering you a pencil when you lose yours. alright, alright, ik, very small, but this is bakugou alright?? mans doesn’t give up anything unless somebody tries to kill him for it and somehow manages to succeed

2.) let’s u copy off his school work/homework etc. obvi not all the time, but if ur in class, at the very end of a test, n he sees you looking over, bakugou will just sit there. he won’t put his arm over his work. not like he would if it was anyone else but you

3.) when you ask him things, he’ll answer. and there’s a pretty good chance he won’t tell u to fuck off at the end (what a miracle)

4.) will probably try his best to avoid exploding/hitting your face during training exercises. now ofc, if u get paired up with him for sparring, rip say ur prayers, bc he will by no means go easy. bakugou doesn’t even know the meaning of going easy. but he will keep his punches and burns away from ur face. probably also tries his best to only explode you thru the fabric of ur costume. so you don’t end up with burns (what a gentleman. not.)

5.) if you drop something on the ground in front of him, and he’s closer to it then you are, he’ll pick it up for u. u know, like a normal person for once.

-okay so as u can see, those things, which are very big for bakugou, are tiny. so tiny. and no other person is going to see those regular-human gestures as romantic interest bc why would they???

-see what i mean by embarrassing?? pls i love him but come on man

-but anyway, he’ll do that for a while. like probably up to a full month tbh

-and the entire time he’ll just be pissed bc ur not getting it. so he’ll keep doing those little things more often in the hopes that you’ll finally understand, but ofc u dont

(sidenote: bakugou having a crush is rlly funny to me bc if any of the bakusquad asked you what you thought about him all u’d have to say is “idk? normal? he’s whatever?? what is this question about?” bc his gestures are so small. so small that they just read like normal person behavior, and thus you have no significant opinion about him. and that’s just v comedic to me bc the absolute shock on their faces when u say that? pls they’re like “Y/N we cannot deal with either of you anymore. bakugou is not normal to people??? obviously he likes you!! why do you not get it?!!!”)

-but n e wayz, yeah he’ll continue with the little shit for a while and then just impulse confess

-pls bakugou is 0-100 or not at all,, so he’ll be completely content in his weird behavior until one day he’s just fed tf up with you.

-like ur walking around with a nice outfit and your hair done up,, just 100% living normally, but for whatever reason the sight of you that day accosts him. just pisses him off bc he likes you, a lot, and it’s embarrassing

-so he just impulse confesses right there in the heat of his anger. very “jesus fuck, you really went ahead and did it now, idiot. you really fuckin’ piss me off. i’ve been busting my ass for weeks now, bein’ fuckin’ nice as shit to you, and you’ve got nothing to say? just gonna walk around like that, on purpose, and keep fuckin’ quiet?”

- n you just “....?”

-and he’ll roll his eyes and huff and probably clench his hands into fists and “i like you. dumbass. fuckin’ obviously.”

- and suddenly you just “oh.” bc now it’s very clear to you how much of a relatively ?pleasant? person he is around you and how much that contrasts with the absolute asshole he is to everyone else

-pls ik everybody says he’s a pomeranian but like, no, seriously he is. he’ll pick one person to like and act normal around,, but to everyone else?? pls guard ur ankles he will bite tf out of them

so, in conclusion, bakugou with a crush is an embarrassing but oddly endearing affair. very much a guy who fumbles all the way to the finish line, but he doesn’t give up. not ever, and especially not when u piss him off sm (read: fluster him sm) just by being yourself

#katsuki bakugou #bakugou katsuki #katuski bakugou #bnha bakugou #bnha bakugo katsuki #bakugou x reader #bakugou hcs #bakugou headcanons #bakugou scenarios

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sweetchup · 3 years

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Manager-Chan!

Type: Shalnark x reader

Au?: Highschool Au

Word Count: 1,300+

Warnings: Sexual reference, boys being perverts, Harasment, This is pure Crack

Author Note: None of this is meant to be taken seriously. This is a drabble written based on 90s adult comedy and the recent High School Au I’ve gotten excited with. Not really edited as well but oh well.

Become the Manager of the Basketball team, they said.

It will be fun, they said.

“Ah (Y/n)! Heads u— Ooo!” You flinch as another basketball comes barreling towards your head. If it wasn’t for your clipboard in front of your face able to deflect it away, you surely would have ended up with a concussion or a bloody nose at the very least.

“Shinchi! How many times have I told you not to practice half court shots?!” Phinks Magcubs, your Captain, shouts out as he comes out from the locker room. Seeming to enter at just the right time to catch the pure buffoonery that is going on with the freshman and Sophmores.

“Ah S-sorry Captain—!” They squeak out, quickly scattering away to go warm up. Leaving you to attempt to catch your breath as some of your fellow Juniors, who had begun exiting the locker room, come over to check to make sure you were doing okay

“Freshman, Huh? Still have plenty to learn.”

“Well, it’s not as if the Sophmores are teaching them anything good.”

“True True.”

“What are you guys talking about?” Your fellow manager, Kimiko, scoffs out as she walks over, “Don’t think I don’t see you guys making bets on half court shots after practice.”

As Kimiko and some of the Juniors begin to bicker back and forth, the gym doors suddenly swing open. Slowly, as if dragging himself in, Shalnark enters the gym, still dressed in his school wear. Which was very odd considering the fact that Shalnark is never late.

“Shal. You okay?” You asked as you hesitantly made your way over to the boy. Just as you are near Shalnark’s side, he practically throws himself on you.

“Manager-Chan!” Shalnark whines out in a high pitched tone, holding you tight to his chest as he begins to swing you around. “Why can’t other girls be like you~?”

“Shalnark…” Phinks warns out, slowly picking up a basketball from the rack as he keeps an eye on you two. However, Shalnark chooses to ignore Phinks as he puts you down, only to shove his backpack in your face.

Turning the bag upside down carelessly, you and some of the others in the gym watch as gifts just continuously pour out of Shalnark’s bag. Creating a mini hill on the ground between you two, you looked stunned. How in the world did he fit all that in there?

“Wow. That’s a shit ton of Love letters and Chocolates, Shalnark.” One of his teammates mumbles out, picking up one of the chocolates and opening it up to eat it. “Hmmm…. Not half bad…”

“Traitors…” Shalnark grumbles out as the others begin to dig in as well.

“Hey it’s free food, Shalnark. Don’t be such a butthurt.”

“Really? You would be just like me if you had to go to the main office every week to get your locker combination changed due to Fangirls finding it out. Also that’s not even the worst of it. Imagine having to scrub down your locker since girls will take a sharpie and—“

“Just get your locker changed dude.”

“Wha— you think I haven’t tried that!”

“Ok. Ok. Let’s calm down.” You say suddenly, interrupting the two. “I think you two have much more pressing matters to be concerned for. Coach will be here in less than ten minutes and if you aren’t practicing when he gets here…”

You watch as slowly both boys' faces pale; having flashbacks to being forced to do court sprints til they dropped. Quickly they scatter. Well… except Shalnark who begins to pick up the items on the floor.

“Shal. I’ll take care of this, go get ready.”

“Really? You sure?”

“Yeah.” Suddenly a thought hits you. “Wait, if all these items are in your bag… where’s your books?”

Shalnark begins to scratch the back of his neck nervously, “Well actually… I had to keep my books in my locker because this pile isn’t even half of all of it.”

“Seriously.” You deadpan, watching as Shalnark nods his head and chuckles nervously. Letting out a heavy sigh, you shake your head. “Ok. Well go get ready for practice. I don’t have anything planned after so I’ll make sure to help you clear out your locker.”

“Ah! Really, Manager-Chan?” Shalnark shouted out excitedly. Quickly he leaned down and wraps his arms around you to give you a quick hug before running to the locker rooms. “You won’t regret it, Manager-Chan!”

“I hope not…” You mumble out, sighing to yourself as you grab a nearby trash bin and begin to pick up the scattered chocolates and letters on the ground.

—.—.—.—.—.—

“Oh come on, Manager-Chan! I thought it was a good idea!” Shalnark whines out as he races after you as you leave the gym. However, instead of waiting for him you continue to trudge on, a scowl on your face showing you were clearly angry at him. “I didn’t mean it in a perverted way or anything. I just thought a maid café for spirit day would be nice to bring in funds for the team, you know?”

You let out a scoff at his explanation, turning around to give him a quick glare as you stop at his locker. You continue to glare at him as he opens his locker before reaching into the many items in it to grab a specific book.

On the cover, it looked like any normal english book but as you flipped through it, it had… less than Pg anime girls in it.

“H-h-hey what are you doing, (y/—“

You cut off Shalnark’s stumbling of words as you shove a specific page of a “Cat Maid” in his face.

“Pervert!” You shout out, making sure to sound out each syllable for him. As Shalnark takes the book away from your grasp, you turn your back to him to get to work.

“I-it’s not like that!” Shalnark shouts out, a light blush dusting his cheeks as he quickly hides the book in his gym bag. “I swear!”

“Oh really?” You questioned out, shoving some of the chocolate in a garbage bin. At this point you were no longer mad at him, you just felt like making him suffer a little more. Just for fun. “Do I have to go over what I found in your room then?”

“My room?” Shalnark mumbles out, confused, “Wait. Wait. Wait. You’ve never even been to my house before.”

Unable to help yourself, you turn yourself around and raise an eyebrow at him.

“Doesn’t mean Feitan and Phinks hasn’t let me in before when you aren’t home.” You say carelessly even though you were actually lying through your teeth.

“T-they did what?!” Shalnark chokes out, his blush now reaching his ears. Even though you had meant it as a joke, you were now curious as to what was exactly in Shalnark’s room. You knew he lived alone, his family was rich so his parents lived out of the states in Europe, and it kind of made you wonder what he was able to get away with. After all, he always had a couple of old playboys or hentai manga in his locker. What could he possibly get away with at home?

“Yeah… I knew you were a Pervert Shal but…” You mumble out, attempting to bait Shalnark. However, you weren’t prepared for what happened next.

“I’m sorry!” He suddenly shouts out, confusing you even more.

“What are yo—“

“I’m sorry for buying some of those outfits from those catalogs I read and calling you ‘Manager-Chan’ because it’s from my favorite film. I—“ Shalnark is suddenly cut off as you put your hand over his mouth to shut him up.

“I…” You pause for a second as you feel your face burn up in embarrassment. “I was joking… I’ve never actually seen your room.”

There’s a thick pause as you pull your hands away from Shalnark’s mouth. Your words slowly process in Shalnark’s head until he finally understands it and his face goes bright red.

“Manager-Chan! Why wo—“

“Shut UP! Don’t call me that if it’s based on some of your porn films!”

#hxh #hunter x hunter #phantom troupe #shalnark #shalnark x reader #shalnark ryuseih

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oooooooooohh nooo thats so cute :(((( what u said abt young eden is so true omgg. they r also def the type of kid that brings stray cats n dogs 2 their home. so evrytime the orphanage carataker hears a meowing or barking inside they r like "gdi eden not AGAIN!!" but it wouldnt stop them lol. they r the type that r immune to scolding. after finishing wth being scolded theyll go back 2 do exactly what they r told not 2 do. oh n also they enjoy rough playing. so on top of being covered in dirt or mud, theyll always have bruises n scratches from getting into fights or just from falling or running around. also they have a habit of like, suddenly disappearing (maybe 2 the forest which makes them hard 2 track).

and lol ye i saw it, it made me go hmmm, a true missed opportunity. eden wouldnt let the chance pass. im manifesting a future update where we could give them oral spiderman style 🙏

a bit off topic but i was wondering if u have any ideas or hcs about eden n baileys relationship/friendship?? idk. eden being slightly aggressive n mad at u after they rescue(???) u from bailey when u miss ur payment kinda throw me off ngl. bc they dont act that way when they rescue you from remys farm or the asylum. like, wtf is going on??? idk. its a bit of head scratcher for me.

Ooooo boy Eden and Bailey's past is something I often think about.

Under a cut for sheer length

Okay so I think they are about the same age (late 20s to early 40s) and that they grew up in the orphanage together.

I think Eden was there since very young/birth, but Bailey came later.

Eden not having sole primary care takers fucked up their socialising skills and they felt more comfortable on their own (read:fear of abandonment).

Bailey I think came from a really abusive impoverished home, and thats what made them obsessed with money. They have a weird vendetta against their birth parents to be 'better' than them.

Eden had a stray dog they cared for, but one day when they were running through the forest, a wolf got at it. Hence their 'non of these would survive in the wild' line at the pet store, and their obvious interest in puppy play.

After that, Eden started to shut off even more, being aggressive with the other kids, until Bailey started hanging out with them.

Bailey was angry to be in an orphanage and could see that Eden obviously wasn't happy, so they sort of gravitated towards each other.

Bailey was also the only other kid that didn't cry when Eden hit them.

They're the only two people that know each other's birthdays, besides anyone who looks at their very real legal documents.

As they hit puberty and start growing, they get competitive. Both are rather controlling, so they make a ton of bets against each other. One of them being who can lose their virginity the fastest.

Eden is rather blunt at asking, scaring a lot of the potential partners off, while Bailey is smoother about it and of course wins the bet.

Some fellow orphans start going missing, making everyone uneasy.

This is also when they start noticing the rampant sexual assualt in town, travelling as two most of the time so they can fight people off easier, if needs be.

Terrible at school. Eden was great at English, decent at history, but good luck making them show up half of the time. Eden had a talent for art, however, particularly carvings.

Bailey was there to socialise and steal lunch money, but they had okay grades.

If this is set in England, they would have gone to a secondary school with a sixth form. This means ages 11-18 as students, and I hc that when they were in year 7 (1st year of secondary) Leighton was in sixth form (years 12 and 13). They did not get along for the brief time they would meet in the halls.

I also think Eden would have dropped out in year 11, at age 16, and probably had an apprenticeship with a woodworking company (explains making the coat rack and love seat).

Bailey starts getting into more and more criminal activities, dragging Eden into them too, until a local crime boss notices them. The boss takes Bailey under their wing, thinking Eden won't be right for the job.

Instead they ask Eden to get a job at the police station and help them get further footholds there, that's how Eden has all of those collars (inspired by that one anon), and possibly their rifle. Alternatively, Eden leaves for the military and comes back later.

It works, and they end up covering a lot of their tracks. It's probably around this point that Landry does a few smaller jobs around the place and starts hearing about the Boss' new protégé.

They both have money now, for the first time in there lives, and this is when their differences start to show.

Bailey wants more and more, where as Eden wants to be comfortable.

Bailey fits into the mobster life fairly easily, but instead of the drugs that a lot of the others peddle, Bailey specialises in extortion and blackmail.

They slowly end up getting quite a few powerful figures under their control, and when the boss dies and Bailey ends up in charge of the money? They buy the orphanage.

I think Bailey might have cared for the orphans at one point, in their own ways, but their greed got the better of them.

Working under the mob and the corrupt police has Eden start to hate and fear the town. The only place they felt safer was the forest - which was full of deadly animals. But Eden could protect themselves now.

Being tall and muscular means that Eden is often sent to intimidate or even physically hurt people, often times getting hurt as well. Not to mention when arresting people, some are rather adverse to going to jail and take stabs at them.

If I go with Eden joining the military, they come home hoping to have a familiar setting calm their nerves, but it doesn't. Working for Bailey to earn money also doesn't help, one job having them break into the police station and setting fire to their files (that's another way Eden could find the collars, think of their old dog, and take them in nostalgia).

Eden cracks when they're asked to kill someone off, only to realise its a kid. That's too far.

They go to Bailey and tell them they're done. They need an out, they're fucking miserable, barely sleeping, constantly anxious, and Bailey tries to convince them to stay at first, before realising that they could lose their best friend once and for all if they force them to stay.

So they start planning together what Eden should do, and eventually come up with the cabin. Bailey has Quinn/their predecessor in their pocket by this point, so some cash and threats have some builders help make it, including running water.

When in town, Eden supplies Bailey with animal furs for custom coats. Bailey gets Eden new books, cans of food, more bullets. And if you miss your payment, Bailey eventually gifts Eden with a spouse.

Eden gets angry if they 'rescue' you from Bailey cause its a reminder of the past they try to avoid, and they take it out on you. Of the fear they had as a young orphan of disappearing, something Bailey is now enforcing on more orphans. They take it out on you because violence has always been a way they've coped.

Occasionally, maybe on one of those birthdays, they sit at the lake and drink some whiskey together. They don't talk about their feelings, they're both too stunted for that. But it's comforting knowing each other is still alive and well.

#degrees of lewdity eden #degrees of lewdity bailey #degrees of lewdity #spill your guts #anonymous

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"It was so weird." Arthur continued his comment, surf's up slice half aloft as he did. One hand protected his food from gravity, the other moved to gesticulate his words. "Like. Maybe it was a mistake. But having the barista look me in the eye and call me Joaquin Quiñones when he handed me my tea was just. I dunno. It sure wad something. Because I don't think you could get much further from 'Arthur'. At least the guy a few weeks ago was closer when he just wrote yellow on the cup." He took a bite, and spoke again after he swallowed. "Maybe he was just going for the whole Starbucks doesn't know your name experience."

"JOAQUIIN!" A smile split Vivi's face as she called out. Her hands stayed busy with stacking all her slices from both the cheese and the seafood pizza into one mighty, alternating pizza lasagna. Lewis had his half of the cheese pizza in front of him, in a take-out container. He snorted, biting into the crust of a finished slice. Arthur blinked a few times, train of thought derailing and exploding on impact.

"......I'm sorry, What?"

Lewis made a noise. "You know. The Book of Life movie? We watched it just the other day in theaters. When Joaquin jumps he just-- shouts his name. I think it nearly killed us."

"It was so good! And remember the part with the church? That had some really good animation. And the sword fight scene was so funny. Also lady death ooh mama her design!"

"Of course you'd like the death part." Lewis grinned.

Vivi spat out her tongue. "Oh yeah? Well I bet you liked the romance plot the most."

"I love love, so sue me."

"Oh I will! And then I'll take all your money and laugh!"

"Good luck with that," Lewis poked her nose, leaving a pizza grease shine. "I'll just give all my money to Mama and Papa, just so you get all of my nothing."

"Curses, foiled again!" Vivi flopped over his lap in utter despair.

"Hmmm well maybe I'll be nice and give you a kiss. Would that make up for it?"

Vivi's lashes fluttered at him. "Ooh. Keep talking, Lewlew. What else do you got for me, your perfectly wonderful darling girlfriend who loves you ever so dearly?" Her hand was crawling on the table towards his pizza box. Lewis laughed and pushed it out of reach, only enjoying himself more at her offended gasp.

He could see all of it from the edge of his peripherals. But he stared down at the slice of pizza on his plate, a frown on his face as they continued to banter. He could see Lewis squishing one of Vivi’s cheek, but what they were saying was lost on him.

They had....

It made sense. Made sense Lewis and Vivi would go and do that together. It made sense! It was probably a date.... just the two of them. They were allowed to have that. And they were allowed to see movies without him. They were allowed to have inside jokes together. They were allowed to do things and have fun and exist without him.

Just because he wanted to see it didn't mean they should have to watch it together. They were spending time together. they were important to each other. He was just their friend. He should he happy for them. He was fine. It made sense. Don't ruin their night you always let one little thing bother you stop it stop caring so much stop it you know they care about you stop taking it all to heart they love you just not--

Vivi's voice, paired with gentle arm squeeze, cut through his thoughts. "Artie? You good? Is the pizza too greasy?"

"Or too filled with horrible seafood not fit for human consumption?" Lewis's voice stayed light, but the worry shone in his eyes. He looked about five seconds from putting on his high-waist mom-friend pants.

"Hm." He swallowed. "Yeah I'm... I'm fine. Just... just pretty sure that was a movie night I missed." He tried to keep a level tone. To add a smile.

"Nooo." Vivi shook her head. "Nono, no way. That was the night we all went out to that old warehouse to look for ghosts and found that baby puppy we took to the vet and then the shelter! We got back really late but we weren't tired so we caught the matinee. We snuck some candy into the theater and Lewis smeared his spicy chocolate on me and I'm pretty sure I almost became a ghost. Remember?"

They.... were doing cases without him, too?

"I think Arthur is right, *Estrellita*." Lewis frowned. "It was just you and me and Mystery when we went to the theater, I think."

"Oh. Sorry Arthur." Her gaze was appraising him, her teeth worrying her lower lip. Gaging his reaction.

"N.... no. No I'm fine." The look she gave him said she could tell that wasn't the case. "I-- I just-- I'm only a little disappointed. But not like-- a lot. You know. Just like 'aw man', but not heartbroken or anything. It's okay. I was probably busy. Work has been so-- so crazy, lately."

Half a truth was enough, and she nodded. Lewis spoke up, squeezing his other shoulder. "Next time, we'll remember to invite you. I'm sorry too, Art."

Arthur's fingers knotted under the table. "It's nothing to worry over. Nothing to be sorry for.. like... you know. Like I said. I was probably just.... busy." They didn't notice he wasn't there. They were doing cases without him. They were having these jokes and smile and teasing and he was just..... here, wasn't he? They were having fun. They were a team. He was just... holding on.

Fuck. He was selfish wasn't he? Maybe they were trying to let him down easy and he wasn't taking the hint? Or maybe just... a lot of people seemed to care about romance more than friendship. Maybe he just was.... he was built in a way that couldn't understand that. But they wouldn't do that to him! They're his friends and they wouldn't forget.

But also... they kind already did.

"Hey. Uh." His throat ached. "Sorry about cutting out early. But I just.... Lance actually did mention the shop being busy tonight before I came out, and I don't like him being on his own, you know...?"

"Oh. You.... have to go?" He could see the disappointment on both their faces. But he knew they'd have more fun if he didn't stick around. It wasn't fair to make them feel bad for enjoying hanging out with one another. They were dating! And he was too insecure and selfish and just-- too much of a fucking asshole to be happy for them when he should be.

"Yeah. You know how it is. I would just feel bad if I left him to weather the storm alone." A half chuckle left him.

"And it isn't because of what we said, right...?" Lewis looked concerned too. He didn't read him as much as Vivi did. But where Vivi could tell when he was upset because she could could pick up cues (which meant he had to go if he didn't want her to sleuth it out), Lewis was always on key with emotions. Arthur's fingers tightened their knots.

"No. No. He really is busy. Besides, if I head out, I can get a head start on my project. You know, the limb one with the leg."

They both gave him a searching look before nodding. "Alright. You take care then, Artie." Lewis spoke after a long beat and a shared glance.

"Yeah!" Vivi added. "You tell Lance I said hi! And you both take care."

"Will do." He gave them both a nod and slipped his pizza in one of the boxes. When he finished, he slipped a twenty woth something under it across the table. "For a tip." He said, standing and heading for the door fast.

"Oka-- wait!" Vivi called for him, and Arthur clicked his tongue. Dammit.

Vivi trotted up behind him and he wheeled around to face her. She held a little silver key flat in her palm, a crowned wrench charm hanging from the ring. "You forgot your key, Artie."

"Oh," His voice sounded low. "I left it for you guys. Figured.... figured it'd save you some hassle if you just kept it."

"What?" Vivi blinked. "Are you sure...? How are you gonna get home? You drove here, didn't you?"

Arthur waved a hand, doing his best impersonation of nonchalance. "I can walk. It's nice out. And it isn't that far, either. Lance will give me a ride home, too anyways. Not like I go out all that much when you guys aren't around, anyways. So it's better to let you guys have something on hand."

Then he wouldn't hold them back. They wouldn't need anything from him, if things went the way they felt like they might be going. It was the right thing to do.

".....if you're sure, Artie. Call us if you need us?" He could practically feel her disappointment, radiating from her expression.

He swallowed the lump in his throat. "Yeah. Take care, you two." He gave them both a wave and turned, straining, forcing himself not to rush towards the door. When he was outside, he wiped at his eyes.

What a stupid thing to cry over.

#ic #arthur speaks #answering things #Headcanon #ask meme answers #memory meme #drabble #my original stuff #my original writing

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