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how, I ask you, did we end up back in this pentagon-maker-esque hell
#pentagon#hui#boys' planet#boys planet#I really wanna support him but do I want to support this nonsense#at least he gave himself or was given full score in leadership and vocal#please tell me if I made mistakes in the translation
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Hi! I hope you’re doing good in life.
What do you think of a phantom hourglass remake? Tbh I don’t know how they could remake it without basically remaking it from the ground-up. It would probably play more like windwaker, which I see as a both a good and bad thing. On the one hand, if it was more like windwaker a lot more people would probably play and it would be more popular since I know the touch controls were a turn off for most people for both Spirit Tracks and Phantom hourglass. But on the other hand, remaking it to be more like windwaker would make the game lose some of it’s previous identity. Like, Phantom hourglass was so unique because of the touch controls and the puzzles you can make and solve by having two screens and touch controls. And it was so nifty and handy to be able to write notes on your map. Idk, I still would like it to be remade in general even if it ends up a basically different game, but I wouldn’t change the story or the characters, especially Linebeck. The only other change I would make is the music. Phantom hourglass had rather weak themes, mainly because they re-used the same theme for the islands and the dungeons. The only songs that were really good were the few orginal tracks made for the game, so Linebeck’s theme, Oshus’s theme, both Bellum boss battle themes and the and that music that plays when you first follow the Ghost Ship. But what would you want out of a phantom hourglass remake?
Hey, I’m doing good, and I hope you are too!
I’ve thought a bit about a possible Phantom Hourglass remake, but not too much recently. I don’t really know if I’d want one, since you’d lose a lot of what really makes it special, and you can still play it through other means. I’m personally fond of the graphics and the music- yes, even the dungeon theme has grown on me- so I don’t really want a remake too badly, especially since I fear any additions/changes they might make with story or characters in a remake. The touch controls make it, and playing it on pc recreates that feeling decently well, but I don't think it'll be just the same if you had to control it with joysticks or anything.
Not to mention, there's so much emphasis on having the two screens, too, not just for map stuff, but almost every single boss had a mechanic related to the top screen! I have no fucking clue how you'd replicate that very well on something like the switch without just fucking with the mechanics altogether.
I would kill to hear some of Phantom Hourglasses tracks be orchestrated or otherwise rearranged in a higher quality. I wouldn't want any of the more notable themes altered in any way, no adding or removing of melodies and only very very small changes to the instrumentation, but I think it'd be neat to see what could be done with dungeon themes. I think a while back I had a fleeting desire to write some short tracks for each dungeon, with some ideas like mostly using instruments heard in Bellum's themes for the dungeons while each individual one gets a leading instrument unique to and reflective of the dungeon, while the Ghost Ship maybe gets a song that's a bit of a expanded version of the fog theme, while the Temple of the Ocean King could have slightly different themes the further in you got, starting with instruments more common to Oshus's theme or the great sea theme, while the further in you got the more instruments from Bellum's theme would be heard, plus some harpsichord thrown in for the hell of it.
Leave the original dungeon theme for stuff like the minor pyramids and some larger cave areas, idk. It's grown on me.
I think the only story rearranging I'd want is mayyyyybe unfridging Tetra? You could very easily shuffle some things around with her and just not damsel her for the whole game and honestly it'd still go off perfectly without a hitch. But you'd still have to deal with the World of the Ocean King being a whole other world, so either bring her and her crew in and have them as wandering ship npcs (the better idea) or just leave them out (not a good idea) but either way it's better than what they actually did. I just don't think I'd want it to switch to Tetra being a major reoccurring character tbh, the main character dynamics in PH are good as they are.
I think I like Phantom Hourglass too much as it is to really want a remake at all. I'd rather we get something like an anime adaptation. That's what I think about more. Give me animated Phantom Hourglass with some fun takes on the dungeons and fights and some fun slice of life stuff with the group between the islands what I want is a Phantom Hourglass anime
#asks#zeldanamikaze#salty talks#loz#legend of zelda#phantom hourglass#kinda just boils down to like. i kinda want it to remain untouched with nothing added or removed if that makes sense#different themes for the dungeons would be rlly cool. harpsichord for deeper ocean king temple floors bc its where you meet linebeck#also vague foreshadowing? as an aside how many other loz songs have harpsichord in it im very curious to know#also. i say i dont mind the dungeon theme while also not really minding my tinnitus so also take that in mind maybe. brain go brrrrrr#i think adding tetra in to the main crew of ph would kinda be a bit much and also maybe not add very much. fyi i have not played ww#but i feel like it'd almost be adding another ciela cuz shed support link and be more barbed and bold with a side of less morally upstandin#so i dont really think she'd being much new to the ph crew table and i wouldnt want her there in a remake cuz they might pull the#goddess blood card and i really really like how ph has fuck all to do with hyrule or any of that nonsense#sorry this took so long btw. i dont think much abt a ph remake so i dont have a lot of notes#additions? idk add more rooms to linebecks ship. let us poke around in a few areas. maybe potion storage. give link a room#let us poke around in linebeck's room when possible. put smth fun in there. pull a wilds era and give him a journal for us to check out#what they did with tetra kills me (but not too much since i dont rlly have thoughts on tetra) bc you could just remove her entirely#and the story would still work really well anyways. holy character fridging batman#idfk. give us a silly loz dating game. make linebeck an option. thats what i wanna see
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Listen when people say they want Percy to go on a villain arc most times I see it as they want him to go dark, want him to start murdering, maiming, going full Luke, etc. And I support that. If anyone deserves to kill people it's this kid.
However, let us be realistic for a moment, because I quite like the other alternative. Villain arc Percy usually entails "he's finally had enough of the Gods bullshit & will do things his own way". Let us think on this. What would Percy most likely do in this situation? Would it really be murder right off the bat?
I think he'd be the pettiest, annoying little shit there is. And because one can't usually threaten the Gods in a way that truly matters, but they can make them sweat really hard.
This goes beyond ignoring their calls and leaving them on read. He refuses to give food offerings unless it's the nastiest shit known to man. Bribes the cyclops into hucking huge objects up Mount Olympus before they all scurry off. Finds the olive tree Athena gave to Athens, and while he wouldn't have the heart to destroy it, he'd for sure rip off a branch & mail it to her (Annabeth nearly had to put them in witness protection).
Eventually it gets to the point he has Nico on speed-dial and offers him a shit ton of fast food & a 'get out of Percy's quest bullshit free' pass if he could hop into the Underworld and yoink up some annoying spirits or dead monsters to piss off the Gods. When the Gods get pissed at him Percy just silently pulls out some safe-for-demigods phone like "hang on I wanna see how many happy meals I owe Nico for bringing Typhon back up". They know he is not bluffing.
Could the Gods counteract him? Yeah, sure, Hera gave him amnesia and it was like 90% effective for a while. However, he kind of went off the rails, everyone else went off the rails, and then they had even more Roman nonsense to deal with. If anything it both solved but also made even more problems. And a much angrier Percy. So, frankly, they're very confident it could work, but they're a little worried about what the aftermath would be.
Ares suggests just killing him. Poseidon takes offense to this. Artemis scoffs and says even Ares couldn't beat him. Everyone stops for a moment. The question is not asked verbally. But it is seen in the darting eyes and shifting seats.
Can they kill Percy Jackson?
Well, sure, they must be able to. He's a powerful kid, no doubt, with powerful allies, but they are Gods. Of course they can kill him. So that's not the real question, they wouldn't dare really entertain such a thing to ever confirm if it was true, but this is rather the layer of frosting hiding the real atrocity of a cake underneath it.
What will they lose trying to kill Percy Jackson?
What will remain standing in the face of some 18-year-old who lived one of the hardest knocks of life, loves so much it makes them sick, is so completely unaware of his own strength not even they know its full extent, and currently has absolutely zero fucks to give about the end of a reign longer than he will ever understand?
They decide to quietly shut the lid on that whole fiasco and let Percy do whatever he wants.
Unfortunately, they can't exactly ignore everyone else. And everyone else is who Percy cares about the most. So, think of it more like leaving a grenade in a locked box in the attic. Just hope and pray you've moved out before something gets curious and starts rummaging around up there.
#percy jackson#pjo#percy jackson and the olympians#rick riordan#dark percy jackson#ideas#talk#text post#greek gods#annabeth chase#nico di angelo#typhon#pjo headcanon#to be entirely clear percy is still someone who did just like manipulate bob into murder#and poisoned Akhlys thru her tears fully intending to kill#among other things. hes still that person. however hes also the guy who helps leo make some weird machine#and they try to test its flight by riding it off a cliff over the lake w bamboleo by gipsy kings blasting#hes still totally that guy (under stress but i say that not as an excuse just as an 'he doesnt do it on a whim. but he still Can')#but hes also like. stupid. & u gotta get him at the right Vibe before he starts to get like Really concerningly murderous about things#usually hes the regular amount of murderous like most halfbloods are bc they deal w too much on a regular basis#i think that a percy turning 'dark' would b him looking the gods in the eye & saying 'no lol. also u suck. L + ratio.'#& then when they try to fight him on it only THEN does he while still holding eye contact begin to make the ocean levels rise#specifically targeting important places to those gods & havin his ocean buddies destroy the place#u wanna dance god boys? he will spare humanity on some rock but he Will destroy everything else#he is one-shotting monsters bc hes not dealing w this. some bs happens & he just grabs some monster by the throat & makes them spill#if that doesnt work he just walks into olympus w pandoras box 2.0 & starts to open it until the gods will talk to him. they start talkin#bs again. he slowly opens it again. they talk. he shuts it. they spew more bs. he opens it a little faster. they give in#dark percy to me is someone who doesnt DEFAULT to violence but who realized 'oh i can just do whatever i want' & found that gods react#best when its violent. he only does this w gods & monsters bc he chooses fastest route to get what he wants. but he recognizes violence Bad#so he just looks for the most receptive response. & then he abuses it relentlessly. but he also hates the gods. come stop him btch u wont
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(not) moving on — a max verstappen x stark!oc x charles leclerc series
★ fc: madison beer
☆ summary: evangeline "evie" stark is in love with her best friend, max verstappen, but he tries his best to keep her at arm's length. but what happens when she starts to get close to his fellow drivers in the paddock?
★ notes: for those who didn't see my announcement or I've already posted too much for you guys to see, after this chapter, chapters will be more like one-shots where time isn't really specified. and i was thinking, perhaps i could do some chapters covering what evie, charles, and max did during the year they didn't tell anyone they were dating? let me know if you guys want to read that!
★ notes: ALSO dedicating this chapter and probably future chapters to @renarots bc without them, I don't think this chapter would've existed
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eviestark: nothing like a little celebration for my world champions 💜
also, most drivers slept over at our house even if they could've just gone to their places??? f1 sleepover ig!!
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user1: IM SORRY, THIS IS A LITTLE CELEBRATION?
↳ user2: if this is little, then what the fuck does evie think a large celebration is?
↳ eviestark: max and charles gave me a budget since they didn't want me to spend "too much" on their party 🙄
↳ user3: THIS IS A BUDGET PARTY?
user4: I wanna see the guest list for this party 😭😭😭
↳ user5: someone leaked the guest list on twitter and it was everyone who was anyone. imagine a celebrity, and there's a 99.999999% chance they were there
sebastianvettel: thanks for the invitation! it was lovely to meet you!
↳ eviestark: it was nice to meet you seb!
↳ user6: SEB WAS THERE?
user7: guys i looked at the guest list, and MARK WEBBER WAS ALSO INVITED???
user8: "my world champions" i can just hear the highway calling me rn
user9: so many people were posting the party and the f1 champagne bottles were EVERYWHERE
↳ user10: I wanna know the budget considering each bottle is $600 each
user10: the question is: were the avengers there?
↳ tonystark: you think I'm not gonna support my sons-in-law?
↳ user11: SONS-IN-WHAT?
↳ eviestark: MAX, CHARLES, AND I ARE NOT MARRIED
↳ tonystark: yet
↳ eviestark: THIS IS HOW RUMORS ARE CREATED
↳ tonystark: you guys live together and your pets are practically your kids, but I call you married and suddenly I'm saying nonsense 🙄
user11: F1 SLEEPOVER???
user12: evie how did you not notice 10+ drivers at your house until the day after 😭😭
↳ eviestark: it's not like I paid attention, I was too busy getting lando in our house before he accidentally slipped away
↳ user13: send lando home????
↳ eviestark: WE TRIED. but every time max and charles tried carrying him to a cab or an uber, he kept jumping out of their arms and running back inside
( THE MORNING AFTER ) also, ANITA is evie's ai and it means Augmented Nonpareil Intelligence Transferring Aid
#f1 imagine#f1 instagram au#f1 x oc#f1 x reader#f1 x y/n#f1 x you#f1 ig au#f1 oc#f1 smau#f1 social media au#max verstappen smau#max verstappen x oc#max verstappen x reader#max verstappen fic#charles leclerc smau#charles leclerc x oc#charles leclerc x reader#charles leclerc fic#(not) moving on
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Tiyoin the voices got to me again. I was scrolling tho tik tok and came across a video ,and it reminded me that you mentioned reader doing a sport before attending twst in the singing au. Wanna give a guess what sport I saw??
It was ✨figure skating✨. Just imagine it for a sec. Do I know anything about skating?? No. But the idea of anxiety reader being one is beautiful. Especially since skating isnt a confrontation sports like soccer and, reader doesn't have to be in contact with someone while performing their act.
I see reader starting the sport when they were young. They may have seen it as a way to put themselves out there while doing something they enjoy and find relaxing. They didn't compete in big contests with thousands of people watching (girlie would not make it). They would only get to county or district level of the contest B4 the nerves got to them. Most likely self sabotages at the end so they wouldn't have to seen and judged by so many. Reader does has a few gold medals tho. Yuu has been their personal cheerleader for a few years now. Going to as many contests as he can to just support reader and know they're not alone.
✨Now✨
What if there is a different competition (w/o a overblot hopefully) which a sport is picked randomly. Whether you want it to be a school vs school, dorm vs dorm or maybe grade vs grade you can decide. I think it could work with any of them. Like they pick a few people to represent their side and to complete. The ones that physically compete get prizes (💰) and the others get bragging rights and a 🍕 pizza party or smth like that idk.
Anyways, Yuu is like *puppy eyes* pls reader 👉👈we poor. And reader knows Yuu is only asking cuz they they really need the money and he would never make them do smth that would harm them. Yuus real motive is maybe this will help reader make friends or less be less anxious around their classmates. And he knows Reader is gonna win cuz none of the others skate.
The only ones in NRC that I can see being able to skate to a degree is Rook, Jade or Ortho maybe Epel too. He probably hated it till his grandma said only strong people could skate cuz it's hard. I think his home town is gets snow right? Can't recall rn.
Depending on which VS is picked the outfit and preforment is gonna be a easy choice or the hardest thing in the whole contest. Maybe a duet gets thrown in there. ➖👄👁️
Overall reader is ✨stressed✨ rightfully so. The creeps are recording, admirers admirering, rivals showing up left and right. Reader gonna need a nap after everything that's happened.
Another 3-5 am ask woooo. Sorry if there is any spelling errors. Why do the best ideas always come when I'm tired 😩. I can send u a tik tok I saw that inspired me if u want. Also I don't mean to mention Rook in every ask he just shows up w/o asking. Like my fav is Malleus and I haven't send a single idea with him.
Maybe it's cuz Rooks a Sagittarius and I'm a Gemini. They are sister signs. That's probably why he lives in my head rent free. I hope a good night.
MEL- I NEED TO KISS YOU BRAIN RIGHT NOW!!
especially with the death of YOI: adolescence... a sad day for anime lovers' everywhere (im on desktop so i can't do any emojis </3)
I actually had a really big skating phase. still do and would love to have prof. lessons. i wanted to do it so. badly. my parents said 'no' and that it was too late for me, so i mourn that. believe it or not, i was in soccer and almost did it in college.
but the ice feeling so freeing whenever reader steps onto it. they're not worried about sweating because of ice, and they can move how the want when they want.
reader would 100 PERCENT self sabotage themselves. filling their head with nonsense and because of all those thoughts (especially) 'dont miss this spin, dont miss this spin' only to miss it because they were focusing on whether they would 'miss the spin or not')
but in their home world, reader is phenomenal!! they're amazing! they got scouted by amazing coaches who wanted to tap into their raw potential, who were impressed by reader's hard work and drive... but reader always finds a away to miss things up for themselves.
OH MY GOD AHHH SPORTING COMPETETIONS WERE ALWAYS MY FAVORITE ARCS IN SHOWS
ITS LIKE THEIR OWN MINI OLYMPICS HAHAHA (reader: wdym you guys dont have olympics?)
ofc there's a pre sign up and auditions. reader is thinking and mulling it over. because trying out for the boys team is very different than the girl's team, is co-ed even allowed?? this is an all boys school after all!
(yuu brings crowley to their audition to convince him to give them student-ship so they can compete and WRECK those snot-nosed princes.)
maybe there's a partner skate? and you know that the admirers of reader that can skate and sign. the. fuck. up.
I WANT SKATER JADE!! I WANT IT I WANT IT I WANT IT!! but home boy would probably not be able to skate at the level of reader just because he's og a fish and if he started skating when he turned human then he'd only have a year of experience </3
but lets just say there's a sports thing they have... not club but dedicated for this event... then i can see jade being somewhat on reader's level. but there's still a difference unfortunately
ROOK HUNT SKATED OUT OF THE WOMB!! ortho could professionally skate sine... 5 minutes ago? like c'mon guys get on his level.
though i can see rook rather being an observer. he also called it 'ice dancing' because that's what it is to him. but if rook trying out for this instead of his usual sweep of archery, all to stop some... he doesn't have a word for the level of disgust he'd have if he saw you dancing with a slimy no name.
plus he will be able to experience your growth! not just as a skater but as a person! he can also get closer to you!
vil. vil can! ice dance. he needed to learn it for a film and he's always liked the feeling of being on the ice. which makes pomefiore the contenders for being on the team / being reader's partner during partner categories.
epel would want ot learn hockey but was forced into ice skating by his grandma HAHAH she'd say that he can learn to play hockey after he's mastered the ice or something. it's something he's NOT proud of- but (if this is the point where him and reader are on good terms) then he'll happily play up him being a skating pro.
i can also see vil forcing epel into skating for the school. like wdym ice skating is for girls? get your ass on the ice NOW
SILVER AND LILIA WOULD ALSO BE ICE SKATERS AHHH. but it's a bit dangerous for silver to be on the ice but if it means helping support his friend then he's gung ho about it! just... please keep an eye on him in case he starts falling (he's usually good about that. making it to the sides before he was able to face plant on the ice. but lilia is always present in case of such emergencies (and if the designated watchers arent able to get to him in time))
lilia has dabbled in a bit of everything. so if you see him whip out a quad (with only a little bit of stumbling, as he complains about his bones again) he'll act like it's not hard (it's not- for him)
BUT IF MALLEUS WANTS TO GET INTO THAT ICE SKATING ACTION THEN HE'LL SPEND HOURS AT IT. the prince bale to do things a bit differently than everyone since he's.. ya knw, thee malleus draconia.
crowley ; you can barly even skate! why are you at the try outs!
malleus :... give me a week (and the mofo MEANS IT)
and dw i get random spouts of 'rook hunter-itis too. I DONT MIND YOU BRINGING HIM UP CAUSE I LOVE HIM- AND MALLEUS AHHHH)
#tiyoin 🔎#twisted wonderland#twst#twisted wonderland x reader#twst x reader#twisted anxiety 🌀#mel <3
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illicit affairs (Cheater!Lo’ak x Omatikayan! Reader)
a/n: hope you guys enjoy this! there might be a part 3? hopefully you guys would like this mini series?
after outing Lo’ak as a cheater, things happened…
disclaimer: maybe hinting towards as Neteyam x reader?? tell me what you guys think!
ps. gif is supposed to be like neteyam’s reaction to lo’ak cheating LOL
sorry for a late post, life has been hectic lately :(
part 1 ——— part 2
“L-Lo’ak is this true?” Tsireya questioned.
“No- no i don’t know what she’s talking about”- He responds, stuttering. He turns to look at his brother, Neteyam, he was pissed.
Neteyam walked over to (name) and gave her a side hug and greeted (name)
“I told you it wasn’t a good idea Lo’ak! you never listen”
“Lo’ak.. its true…?” Tsireya had this look in her eyes, it was difficult to read, like she was heartbroken, but there was more. there was disappointment.
she sat in her tent, fidgeting with the promise bracelets they shared, she looks back in her own memories, come to think of it, his own wrist seemed to miss one, he threw it away, she took the bracelet off her own wrist, throwing it towards the tent’s opening.
her eyes traveled as a blue hand catching the bracelet. Neteyam.. she recognised almost immediately at the arm band he wore
“this is your bracelet, tìyawn…” love
“did you know?” she asked, ignoring the nickname he used, which he gave her when they were teenagers.
“i knew, everyone knew… everyone disapproved.. we have no way of communicating, tìyawn.. i couldn’t tell you if i wanted to…” he says, walking in the tent and sitting next to her.
“i know… i shouldn’t blame you… its all his fault that”-
“skxwang?” he chuckles light heartedly
“yeah… skxwang..” she gives the same energy back, she leans her head on Neteyam’s shoulder, “why would he do this, Teyam? is it me? am i not talented enough? am i not pretty enough?”
“thats nonsense tìyawn.. you’re the best na’vi there is…”
before she got to respond, a gentle voice called out from outside the tent. “hìtxoa…? (excuse me) u-um.. its Tsireya.. i know you probably wouldn’t want me to talk to you but i just wanna talk and”-
she looks up from Neteyam’s shoulder, “n-no um… you can come in… you seemed just as shocked as me..”
Tsireya walks in, a gentle smile on her face, and a basket of fruits “im… im so sorry.. i had no idea he was already mated with another.. he told me there was no one.. and the others failed to inform me…”
She accepts the fruit bowl and smiles painfully at Tsireya, “its…. its okay… i mean it hurts.. but its not your fault… it’s Lo’ak’s really… for being unfaithful.. and for lying to you…”
“Lo’ak told us.. that he.. he already told you about (name)….” Neteyam spoke up.
“N-no there was nothing.. he told me he was the only one he loved and everything..”
(Name) felt more pain, holding Neteyam’s hand for support, which he gladly allowed.
“y-yeah… he tends to say.. that type of stuff.. thanks for the fruits by the way…” she said to Tseriya.
“no problem… i hope theres no bad blood between us..”
“oh god no! no.. you were hurt too.. betrayed…”
“yeah… i.. i hope to talk this out with him… hopefully.. i… i don’t know why im talking about this with you..”
“its alright…. im… i just need some time”
the rest of the day Neteyam was comforting (name) in every way possible, he brought her out to make a new bracelet, a matching one with him, he brought her to go hunting with him, which she doesn’t normally do but cheered him on once he caught something, now they sat by a stream, their feet dipped in the ankle length water.
“you don’t deserve him tìyawn….” he spoke from the silence. “you need someone who will appreciate you.. who will…. be there for you when you need them.. who will support you and love you…someone like…”
“you?” she said sarcastically.
“no.. not me.. i guess..” he chuckled awkwardly. “i mean only if you”-
“you’re like a bother to me Neteyam.. a very supportive brother… thank you..”
“yeah… im glad that you see me.. as a brother.. we should head back now tìyawn..”
she nods taking his hand in hers and head back to camp, little did they know, another navigator stood in the shadows, jealous eyes on them.
@ok-boke @myh3artttt @idcalol @cherrybomb5000 @tealtadpole566 @random-3455 @slayingqueenchal @hgccs-blog @emery-333 @papichulo120627 @littlewinchester1 @optimisticsandwichgladiator @r3d0n33 @neteyams-wh0re @satankilledmyghosts @zorosthreesworldstyls
#atwow#atwow fanfiction#atwow neteyam#atwow loak#atwow x reader#loak sully#avatar loak#loak cheats but its okay because we might end up with neteyam#loak cheater#tseriya#atwow x you#literature#james cameron avatar#james cameron please
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I noticed you write NSFW for smut, would you buy any chance be comfortable doing anything NSFW for Usopp? It's very hard to find 😅 If not that's totally fine. I hope youre having a good day!
A/n: I know how you feel🤭 but yk, I hope you enjoy<3
-Usopp NSFW-
FT: Usopp -MINORS|DON'T|INTERACT
"Oh my- dang." You blutter out, shamelessly viewing your beloved coming out of the shower. Usopp startles but covers his face with one of his hand, blushing absently.
"Stop speaking nonsense." He stutters.
You ignore him, jaw hanging open as your eyes travel lower, so glad the both of you are in your room alone, free to ogle his tan coloured chest, tracing along his well built abs and going lower. Unfortunately, though you can see his v-line perfectly -heaven's view- what you really want to see is hidden under the towel that's wrapped around his hips.
"I think I am gonna arch just looking at you." You utter, not realizing your feet stepping closer to his form, peering at him with heavy lids, finding it so amusing each time he flushes at your words.
They are equally true and equally a tease.
This time, his hair is down, water dripping from the ends, some falling off while some stick to the side of his waist, sliding lower only to be soaked by the white clothing.
"Heyhey. You wouldn't mind if we have a little fun."
"Huh?! Y/n- what if they hear-"
Your palm is already running slowly up his chest, feeling his dark skin under your pads, his stomach moving with his gulp as his mouth shuts up at your first touch.
You smirk. "I want you."
As much as Usopp feels his heart stop, only to be thumping against his chest louder, he truly feels as though you are a satin from the hell. I mean- just how many times you had wanted to go down with Him? Apparently not enough for you but it leaves him a blushing mess, not sure what to say.
That was in the beginning. Now, your presence has influenced him too much.
"This is exactly why Nami is always angry." He mutters but his own lips crashes on yours in a flash, a pleased sound escaping you at the first taste of his warm mouth.
You tilt your head across from him, making your lips connect more securely and kissing him deeper, fingers tangling in his ruffled hair, palms then rubbing his steady shoulders. You stumble him back with a force, directly inside the bathe room and closing it shut with the pressure of your back.
Usopp moans, his muscular arms going around your waist, pulling you more on his chest, only for you to break apart with a loud gasp, making his mouth audibly let out a short deep cry.
You laugh at him, hands going so much lower, breath sucking in when you fiddle with the knot he tied, easily able to get it out though you kept it hanging with your Fingers.
"How do you wanna do it?"
"Ride me." He breathes out.
Your entire world freezes, half a second at his own vocal cord before you are swallowing, nodding urgently and letting the towel drop on the floor.
Usopp only lets out a small gasp, just before you are sucking on his neck, gently licking at first before biting sharply, Causing his ears to heat up.
His arms go around your hips as soon as your hand wraps firmly around his cock, loving the warm feeling of it inside your palm.
His skin is hotter now, sweat rolling of his neck, only to be met with your tongue along with your intentional moans.
Leaving a dark shade of spot behind, your lips apart, hands pushing him by the shoulders, leaving him to be flush against the wall, then sliding down on the floor to sit, bringing you down as soon as you undress yourself.
This time, you blush as he takes you in, meeting his flushed face with yours. "You are...breathtaking." He says, brushing a lock of your hair back, then swiping a thumb on your lips.
Blushing hotter in your veins, your lips close around his thumb before he retreats, replying his praising with few sucks of your mouth.
Usopp's Breath shakes, his other hand supporting you while you begin to sit on one of his thighs, leaning closer to rub your core against his length.
He groans, head falling back softly while you are panting, supporting your upper half with hands on his shoulders, rubbing yourself on him to feel every bit of pleasure friction.
"Not going to lie, I wanted to suck you off." You reasonably say, lips turned upwards when he freezes, only to be left moaning, not sure at your movements or your words.
"Fuck- I wanna go in." You quietly whine out, looking at him desperately.
Usopp groans once before closing his eyes, a hand going under his hips to grasp his dick. You shift yourself forward, making it easier for him to slide in, pushing past your hole.
"Oh-" you bite your lip at the first sense of his tip meeting your entrance then bracing yourself as he pushed himself deeper, strength slowly leaving him as you tighten around him.
Usopp curses under his breath, mouth leaning forward to get a hold of your bouncing breasts, muffling his sounds. You cry out, his dick twitching at the noise, mouth sucking on your hardened bud slowly but leaving visible marks.
"Ugh- can i go faster, baby?" You wail out, head dizzy and confused as to focus on his cock or his mouth.
He pulls his lips away, gazing at you heavily before engulfing your lips with his. "Yeayea- please." He struggles out, mouth brushing over yours while both your tongue dances in a fighting manner, casually touching or panting.
Before you know it, you are groaning as you heavy yourself up and down, bouncing on his thick sex, letting out whimpers when he hits your spots.
"Goodgod- i am gonna lose my mind- you feel so good." You are not in control of your words anymore, tongue running on it's own, drunk on the taste of his mouth.
He stutters out your name in a cracked moan, feeling you gasp, palm slapping on your mouth, eyes rolling back as cum down his shaft, letting it leak along his veins, dripping to the floor.
“Fuck.” You groan out, clutching what you find of him tighter.
Your mouth results in panting with him, your lips occupied with pleasure moans or his mouth. Tempted to run your tongue, you bite on his shoulder, squeezing your eyes shut as your stomach cramps in pain.
“Wait. Wait-.” You huff out, stopping him by pausing in your movements, groaning loudly at his cock throbbing non stop inside of you. Your own clit pulses, covered in your slick.
Usopp immediately freezes, sucking in a sharp breath as he waits for your concern. You gulp, swallowing down your lust and pulling him out with a loud cry, slumping against him.
Skin flushed, you hide your face in the junction of his neck, skin hot and embarrassed. “Sorry- I just, should have listened to chopper.” You gently massage the side of your waist. “It hurts.”
Your lover regains his breath, though peering at you in concern. Gratefully, his warm hands replace yours, so much better when he starts to run up and down comfortably. Despite yourself, you make a pleased sound.
“Should I get you to chopper?” He asks.
You giggle, huffing out a chuckle. “Naked?”
Usopp only holds you more firmly, shaking his head, ignoring the color on his face.
“Ok ok i will stop. And no, it’s fine, not too serious.” You prop yourself back up to stand, almost falling on him again when your thighs shake and tremble at the act but it’s good. You steadied yourself.
“You sure?” You hum at his worry, offering him a hand while giving him a wink, indicating your eyes between his thighs. “Shall we go to the shower again?”
He doesn’t even have to look down, blushing fiercely. “I thought you are going to stop!”
You grin, wickedness growing. “I did? Oh well- we still need to go to the shower though. Unless you wanna walk around like that…i don’t mind you kn-“
“Y/n!”
You throw your head back, cackling wildly.
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Can you do Stanley Snyder and how he dealt with his crush on reader in his teens? Ty!!
Dr.Stone Stanley Snyder with a crush on reader in his teens
A/N: I did a childhood reader fic, so i’ll change this one up from the other one so we can have variety <3
Genre: Fluff
GN! Reader
"He takes the shot! What a strike! The ball sails past the outstretched arms of the goalkeeper and nestles into the back of the net. Stanley Snyder has done it!" The loud cheers of the crowd echoed through the male’s ears as the game came to an end, with his teammates surrounding him, jumping for joy for his winning goal. He smiles at himself, looking through the stands, seeing his best friend, Xeno Wingfield near the front with a proud look on his face. It took the male lots of convincing to make his best friend watch his game.
But Xeno wasn’t the one that caught Stanley’s attention, it was the figure next to him, who was wearing his team colours. ‘Y/N L/N’ he thought. They were quite popular in school, being in the student council. Although the two have only interacted a few times whenever they’d come to talk to Xeno about the Science club affairs, or to check up on the football club, Stanley still took interest towards them.
The male finished with the formalities in the field, rushed towards the lockers, took a shower, and left, rejecting the team’s celebration party invite, saying he had something else planned. He quickly took off towards the stands, looking for his best friend, in hopes that you haven’t left your spot next to the scientist. And to his joy, you were still there, chatting with Xeno.
“Yow, Xee.” Stanley approached, prompting you and Xeno to look over at his direction, your eyes met with his as you gave him a smile. “Hey, Stanley! Congratulations on the win! You did great out there, it was amazing to watch!” You exclaimed, Xeno noticing a tint of red painted the male’s ears. Of course he knew about his best friend's attraction towards you, he was subtle, but nothing gets past his observing eyes.
“Oh, it was a team effort, but thank you for your support, Y/N.” Stanley answered, a cool aura surrounding him. His pride and ego swelled from your compliment. “Yes, indeed, your skills are elegantly unmatched, Stan. Give yourself some credit” Xeno added. To which Stanley chuckled at.
“Wanna join us, Y/N? We’re gonna celebrate the win with pizza at the diner nearby. My treat.” Stanley invited, with that cool nonchalant aura still surrounding him. ‘Oh this guy is faking so bad’ Xeno thought, knowing that his friend is probably dying inside in fear. They’ve been together for years, he can basically read Stanley’s body language, and it’s practically screaming ‘please say yes, please say yes, please say yes…’
“Oh, I wouldn’t want to intrude…” you answer, unsure if it was okay, you didn’t really know them well enough, so you found it weird that Stanley would extend the invitation towards you. “Nonsense, miss Y/N. We would be delighted for you to accompany us.” This time, it was Xeno who insisted, Stanley thanking him in his mind. “Oh, well, if that’s the case, sure! I’d love to join you both!” You answered, not noticing the breath that the blonde let out.
The walk towards the diner was filled with you and Stanley talking about the game. He didn’t know you were a fan of the sport, so you corrected him, saying you only watch matches that your school plays in, revealing to the male that you’re a fan of his. Xeno noticed you both got flustered after that revelation. The conversation continued with Stanley talking with you about random things like game strategies, or interests, with Xeno sometimes adding his own input.
When you reached the diner, he asked you both to choose your orders. You decided to get 1 whole pizza and a few other sides, as well as milkshakes. When your food arrived, it was Xeno’s turn to talk both your ears out about his scientific endeavours.
“Hey, you have a little something on your face” Stanley pointed out, gesturing towards your face. You attempted to wipe it off, but missed the mark. The blonde leaned over and wiped the sauce off of the side of your lips with his finger, lingering for a second, then sat back down and wiped the sauce onto a napkin. Your flustered appearance at his sly act caused the male to develop a hint of pink on his cheeks.
‘They’re both down bad for each other…’ Xeno thought, deadpan at the scene he just witnessed. “Say, Y/N, would you be free tomorrow? I could use another pair of hands for an experiment I'm working on.” Xeno asked, which piqued Stanley’s interest. If he remembered correctly, said experiment has something to do with some physics that comes with marksmanship, a hobby which he’d picked up last year. ‘Is Xeno… wingmanning right now?! He’s totally giving me a way to show off!’ Stanley thought. “Oh! I’d love to! I always got intrigued with your science things whenever I'd visit the lab. I’d love to be a part of it!” You exclaimed, excitement brewing.
After the celebration, Both boys walked you home, with you now talking about your interests, which Stanley gladly listened to. As you got to your door, you turned towards them. “Well, here’s my house. Thank you both for walking me home, Get home safe, okay?” You bid farewell, waving to the boys before coming inside your house and closing the door, but not without stealing a glance and a smile towards the blonde haired male who waved you goodbye.
As the two males walked home, Xeno spoke up, “Well, don’t let me down tomorrow during the experiment, you’ll have another set of eyes to impress after all” The grey haired scientist smirked. “I wouldn’t dream of it. I’ll pass your little experiment and show off to them easily.” He answered, a smirk of his own plastered on his face.
He can’t wait for tomorrow to come, now that he’s practically secured another hang out session with you. Whatever happens, he can’t deny that this whole interaction got his feelings for you much deeper. And he hopes that after tomorrow, something between you both blossoms.
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Moving On
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For @ave-aria
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“Have you ever thought about… moving on?”
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Skulker scoffed. “Moving on? That’s a myth.” He turned back to the weapon he was sharpening. “A fairytale the Dead tell themselves. The only thing that’s after life is this, and only if they’re lucky.” He held the blade up to the light, examining its edge. “They pretend there’s something after death. Well. Is there something after that, too? The whole thing is ridiculous. At least on Earth there’s evidence of ghosts. There’s nothing to support this nonsense.”
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Spectra smiled, her too-red lips curving perfectly. Too perfectly, as always. Her false skin betrayed her. “Why do you ask? Contemplating your own post-mortality?” A white sliver appeared between her lips. Her real teeth. “I don’t think you need to worry about that, sweetheart. After all, to move on, you need to have your affairs put in order. You need peace. Satisfaction! And you, well… Look at you. You’re a mess. No, I can’t see you ever getting satisfaction. You can’t even get a good night’s sleep. Can you? Be honest.”
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“Moving on?” repeated Poindexter, fidgeting nervously. “That’s a bit grim, don’t you think? I’d never–” He looked away. “I used to think I wanted that. To go somewhere else. And then I did. And then I wanted to go somewhere else again, and I… Someone told me, once, that wherever you go, you bring yourself.” He adjusted his glasses. “I don’t know what they were trying to say. For a long time, I thought that meant I was the problem. But. That wasn’t true, not really.” He squared his shoulders. “I stopped looking into that kind of stuff. You should, too.”
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“Why would we leave the Far Frozen?” asked Frostbite. “We’ve always been here. It’s our ancestral– Ah. I see. Moving on, not from here, but from the Ghost Zone as a whole? From, for lack of a better word, this plane of existence? Well, there’s never been a documented case of something like that spontaneously happening, but I suppose ghosts that have Ended have moved on, in a sense, although that’s rarely peaceful in any sense of the word. Why do you ask?”
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“That would be somewhere under number one thirty-two,” said Ghost Writer, not looking up from his computer. “Possibly one eleven or one twenty-nine.” He continued typing, only looking up after a minute. “The Dewey Decimal system. You have heard of it?” He looked away again. “That should tell you all you need to know on the subject. Now, go away. I’m writing.”
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Johnny started laughing. “Oh, that’s a good one. Moving on. Yeesh.” He wiped a tear from his eye. “Oh, wait. You’re serious. Yikes. Okay, so. I dunno. Like, I’ve got everything I want here. My girl, my best bud,” Shadow shrieked encouragingly at this, “my bike, nothin’ but open roads in front of me. This’s paradise. What’s moving on got on that? Nothin’, that’s what.”
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“I’ve already moved on! I’ve got the move on, I’ve got the groove on! I’m whatcha wanna put the tube on! And! My latest invention! Will let me, Technus, master of technology and everything that uses LEDs! Harsh the vibes of anyone who tries to stop me! From! Taking over the world! Ahahahahaha ha! Also, you’re way too young to think about that kind of thing.” Technus’s current body rearranged itself into a massive gun. “Now, perish!”
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“Moving on,” said Kitty, thoughtfully. “Johnny said you’d asked him about it.” She leaned against the brick wall, seemingly not caring about the grunge her bright red jacket would pick up. “I’ve thought about it. Every time Johnny and I break up, which I guess makes it all the time. But not, like, seriously. Death, afterlife, whatever… it might not be everything I wanted, right? But it’s got Johnny, and that’s all I really need.”
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“MOVING ON? IS THAT A MOVING COMPANY? THE BOX GHOST GREATLY ENJOYS MOVING COMPANIES! THEIR VEHICLES ARE ALWAYS STOCKED WITH WONDERFUL RECTANGULAR BOXES! Oh, uh. I MEAN, FEAR ME! I AM THE BOX GHOST!”
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“Eh? Whazzat?”
“Kid wants ta know ‘bout movin’ on, Ernie.”
“Ha!” the third vulture said. “Movin’ on. Movin’ on. That’s more of a fool’s game than this.” He threw down his cards. “Fold.”
“Four?”
“Fold.”
“Ya don’t havta shout. Movin’ on, huh. No one’s asked us that inna while, eh?”
“Yeah, yeah. Two thousand and ten years old, at this point we’ve seen it all. Loadsa movin’ on.”
“Mostly ‘cause we pecked ’em ta death, mind.”
“But, yeah, people move on. Sometimes they even move to Florida, am I right?” The vulture waved one of his wings and cards slipped out from between his feathers.
“You cheating b–”
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“It’s something I’ve considered,” said Desiree, raising her head from where it had been resting on her coiled tail. “It’s even something I’ve helped others consider. Why, are you here to make a wish? No? More’s the pity.” She sighed heavily, resting her chin on her manicured and hennaed fingers. “Of course, my curse keeps me here, or I would have already left.” She sighed, heavily. “It’s lovely, the other world. Exactly as the old mullahs said. Do let me know if you change your mind, won’t you?”
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“I have not,” said Pandora, in her path to adjust one of the hedges of her maze. “The subject does not hold much interest for me, I’m afraid. Oh, certainly, I have seen those who claim to know the secrets of moving on, who have certain predictions about what comes next. But I always wonder… If they are so wise, if they have so much knowledge, why do they not go themselves?” She shook her head. “The next world as unknowable to us as this one was when we yet lived. If it exists at all.”
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“There are better alternatives if you tire of this world.” Nocturne’s robes flowed behind them, a hole in the universe leading to the void. “More reliable alternatives. After all, who knows what lies beyond? Why risk that when you can have everything you dream about?” He smiled sharply, leaning close. “Why waste time on that fantasy when you can have… mine?”
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“What are you talking about?” demanded Plasmius. “Moving on? From what? I don’t have anything to move on from. There’s nothing I have to move on from. I’m not holding on to anything. I’m not obsessed. I swear, if this is another cat thing, I’m not responsible for what I’m about to do to you.”
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“Well, I’ve heard some ghosts talk about it,” said Dani, swinging her legs back and forth where she was perched on the tree branch. “But it’s a bit different for me, isn’t it? There wasn’t anything before for me. There’s just… me. Now. I guess I have some baggage. Everyone does, and, you know, I’m a clone, so there’s some extra baggage right there. But what am I supposed to do? Drop it all and go into the light? Come on. I’ve got stuff to do. Places to see. Things to eat.” She leaned back and looked up at the sky. “Maybe once I’ve done all the stuff I haven’t got the chance to, I’ll look into it more, but for now? Nah. Not for me.”
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“Well, sure,” said Danny. “Some day, probably. I’m not…” He looked away, pressing his lips together. “I don’t do well when I’m on my own. So… If that ever happens, I think I’d look into ways to do that… safely. If it doesn’t happen naturally. You don’t have to worry about me doing that, though. I mean. It’d be after, um.” He crossed his arms. “Nothing lasts forever. I get that. I wouldn’t– It wouldn’t be like before. Why are we talking about this, anyway? Anything like moving on is ages off for all of us. Right? There’s not something you’re not telling me, is there?”
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The regular ticking of the clocks provided a stark counterpoint to the irregular flicker of the candle flames Clockwork floated in front of. Wax dripped heavily to the floor. He turned slightly, his profile in sharp contrast with the light behind it. “Nothing lasts forever, as I know you’ve been told. Even in the undying realm of ghosts, everything, and everyone, has its time.”
.Jazz chewed the end of her pencil, but put it to the paper to write: Ultimately, this line of inquiry led to more questions than answers…
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YAY PENGUIN FISCS!! Can you please do something soft and fluffy with Ozzie! Maybe he's feeling a insecure about their age difference and she makes him feel bettere? thankyou
Guys My Age
Pairing: Oswald Cobblepot/GN!Reader
Rating: Mature
Words: 561
AN: Yes! Yes, I can! I wanna give this man so much loving! 🖤💜
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Content: Fluff, insecurities, (mild) sexual themes, age gap, implied nudity.
Please Remember: You can, and you will.
Deep, steady breathing fills the room as you lay together. Ozzie ran hot, so the silky sheets beneath you served two purposes: to feel luxurious and to stay cool under his heated skin.
Speaking of, once you rolled onto your side, you couldn’t help but run your splayed fingers over him. Enjoying the warmth of his body as you trace the roundness of his belly, then his chest, twirling your fingers in and out of his dark body hair.
Oz grins lopsidedly, exposing his wicked golden teeth. You grin back, enjoying the quiet moment together.
“I’m gonna go get us something to clean up with.” You lean in close, nuzzling your nose against his before delivering a kiss to his lips, one which he greedily accepts. “Do you need me to get you anything else?”
His hand finds its way to yours, holding it to his chest, keeping you in place. “Don’t you worry about getting up, sweetheart. You let Oz look after you.”
The mattress shuffles under your combined weights as Oz attempts to sit up. Stubbornly, you refuse to move, using your hand to keep him down. It's sweet, the way he always wants to look after you, but sometimes you wish he’d let you do the little things for him without dispute, if only so you could show him how much you appreciate the ‘royal treatment’.
“Come on, Ozzie. Your brace is already off.” You try to sound stern, even narrowing your eyes in a half-hearted glare. “I won’t take long.”
Unwilling to verbally admit defeat, he releases your hand, lips pulling into a begrudging pout as he settles back onto the comforter.
True to your word, it’s barely a minute before you return to the room, climb back on the bed and begin patting him down with a small towel.
“I must have done something real good in a past life to deserve you, darlin’.” When you look up at him, he’s watching you intently; his eyes are tender, admiring, but the remainder of his face lacks any real warmth.
“Or maybe I was really bad.” You flirt. All clean, you discard the towel at the end of the bed and place yourself close by his side, supporting yourself with one arm to allow you a full view of his face and body.
“Oh, you’re bad, alright.” A smile returns to his lips, his chest shakes under a small chuckle, but it's short-lived. “Seriously though, what are you doing, wasting yourself on an old man like me?”
“Wasting myself? Ozzie… That’s nonsense.” The skin of his scarred cheek feels soft to the touch. “You know I adore you. There’s nobody else I’d rather be with.”
“You’re sweet, baby.” He replies, turning his head, inhaling your scent and placing a chaste kiss on your palm.
“I’m sweet on you, Ozzie.” You coo, turning his head back, allowing you the clearance to lean down and lay your own kiss on his lips. “Besides, nobody else has ever, or could ever, make me feel the way you do.”
From beneath you, he snakes his arms around your waist and tugs, causing you to fall flat onto him. Strong fingers massage the curve of your spin. “How I managed to get a thing like you to fall for me is beyond me, but I sure as hell ain’t lettin’ you go.”
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Hallo, can I get the skeles with an s/o that does not have a very healthy lifestyle? they don't usually leave the house, watch tv/play videogames for hours, don't have a balanced diet and are generally lazy, could be due to depression and really bad self esteem issues.... I know most of them probably wouldn't want an s/o like that but damn, I just wanna live the dream bro 😓 also.. you're pretty cool
Hey, don't put yourself down like that! There's someone for you, I promise!
Mafiatale Sans: Oh that's a mood for sure. He knows how it feels to only want to laze around because it doesn't feel like anything is worth moving. However, he also knows that it's not good for you. Though he definitely will indulge in shitty eating and lazing around, he'll drag you around on some of his errands and little adventures. Not only that, but he'll also take a leaf out of Papyrus's book and encourage you to feel better!
Mafiatale Papyrus: Papyrus has dealt with Sans's nonsense his whole life, he knows how to help! He'll gently encourage you to get up and eat a vegetable every now and then. If you don't feel like getting out of bed, never fear! He'll scoop you out of bed and carry you until you feel better!
Mafiaswap Sans (Lucky): Even if Lucky doesn't understand the feeling, he knows his brother feels the same as you most of the time. So he'll do what he does with Slim: be there for you whenever you need him! He won't try to force you to feel better, that's never going to work. But he'll definitely get you out of the house more, help you make friends and build a support system! But he can definitely be persuaded into staying in bed with you sometimes, turning a depressed morning into a wonderful cuddle session!
Mafiaswap Papyrus (Slim): Oof, that hits too close to home for him. If you tell him how much you don't like your lifestyle, he'll realize that he's maybe a bad echo chamber for you. He'll do his best to change himself for you! He'll "coincidentally" be going out for a walk (no matter how much it shocks Lucky) when you have free time, and encourage you to come with him, buy better food, and maybe even try to get you to talk to a therapist! Until you do, he's always there for you, honey.
Mafiafell Sans (Butch): Yikes, he may not be the best guy to help with this. He definitely has the same habits, but he'll want to help in any way he can. He might help you find a counselor or therapist of some kind, maybe even go to one himself. Stars knows he needs one. If you don't want to though, he'll definitely help with the self esteem. He thinks you're the cutest lil thing in the world, and he's gonna let you know it!
Mafiafell Papyrus (Noir): Though he may not be the most gentle or understanding, Noir will certainly do his best! He loves you, and a few less than healthy habits aren't going to change that! He exercises every morning, and though you may not want to, he'll certainly try to drag you out for a walk in the mornings. Exercise is good for human's health, he thinks, maybe this is a start?
Mafiaswapfell Sans (Scar): Ah, his time has come. He knows all too well what depression looks like, he saw it all the time Underground. He'll instantly see that you need help when you never go outside, laying in bed and losing track of time. If you let him, he'll help you make a schedule that gets you interacting with people more, getting you out of the house, and eating better. If you don't, though, that's okay too. He wants you to be happy more than anything, and if being a listening ear is what you need, that's what he'll be. Even if he doesn't have ears.
Mafiaswapfell Papyrus (Hound): He knows all too well what depression and low self esteem feels like. Even though he doesn't know how to help very much, all he can do is offer his love. Your love helped him, so hopefully his love can help you! He'll tell you how much he loves you, bad habits and all, and help you see the beauty of life. If he can do that, hopefully it will help you!
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(The Freelancers are just there and OK, don’t worry about it, everybody is alive and friends in this scenario, it’s fine)
-Florida makes everybody Uncomfortable... plus, he and Sarge start this REALLY awkward flirt-fight thing, where maybe they’re dating Romeo/Juliet/forbidden-love-style, maybe they also wanna stab each other, maybe both (this is the equivalent of two single dads that get together, and it embarrasses the heck of the kids “Gross! Old people love”)
-Florida also keeps halfway flirting with Church (like maybe not, but also kinda yes) in his very specific creepy way, and Church is just like “Uh... no thank you???”, and then Sarge calls him a home-wrecker
-York vibes with Grif, and keeps helping him rig snack machines to spill free goodies. Also, he intentionally sets-up Donut to say all kinds of innuendos. York totally encourages the bad puns and double-entendres (if it makes everybody else groan, that means he won)
-Flowers and Donut are a whole SPECTACLE for the others to hear
-South and Kai become this unstoppable FORCE OF CHAOS, and their bros are over there begging them to be normal for 5 minutes
-South also gets along with Donut, she likes that he knows all the drama, and he likes how mean-funny she is
-North and York both LOVE being overly-supportive of Wash, he’ll be doing something normal like getting a bowl of cereal or whatever, and they’ll be cheering “Look at our boy gooooo!” etc like embarrassing parents at a soccer game
-Wash loves hanging out with the Triplets again, and people start calling them the Quartet
-Everybody gave Wyoming the silent treatment for almost 2 whole months, which drove him crazy
-When they finally acknowledged his existence, he started having all kinds of arguments with Sarge (it is a nightmare to listen to them; Sarge is a yee-haw and Wyoming is like the evil-version of Bert from Mary Poppins)
-Other people keep taking the “Grifshot” and hiding it somewhere Maine can find find it, and he ALWAYS gives it back to Grif... who is like a timid little bunny rabbit in that situation
-Maine will also just stand around and watch Tucker do stuff. Tucker feels like this is some kind of INTIMIDATION act, but Maine literally just thinks Tucker is cool
-Lopez was initially indifferent to all these extra morons he has to hang out with, but Connie actually pays attention to him and is the only one who knows how to chill, so they get along really well
-People were surprised that Tucker wasn’t immediately flirting with the new girls, but he honestly assumed that South and Connie were a couple and he was trying to be a good ally-bro (they start playing it up, and... maybe they ARE a couple???)
-He DID try to hit on Ohio, which everybody thought was hilarious
-Kai is less subtle; who’s single and what are you into?
-Iowa for some reason decided Simmons is the coolest dude and always wants to know what he’s doing and help with projects (he messes things up a lot, but Simmons enjoys the attention)
-Idaho is a naturally good helper for Doc, they both like assisting with bandages and what-not, and they’re both “list-makers” (they make categories and lists for everything, from important supplies, to favorite movies). Idaho also is a great friend to O’Malley; whenever he speaks up, Idaho instantly plays up the role of “evil assistant” and goes along with the bit (they don’t do anything actually “bad”, they just like. sneak all the ice cream and them blame it on somebody else)
-Grif and Simmons get really into playing word-games with the Triplets, they have endless conversations about nonsense
-Carolina had to try REALLY hard to convince them “No seriously guys, I can relax now!”
-Tex, Carolina, and Church have their own weird little dysfunctional-family thing going on; whenever they get snippy with each other, he tries to be the peace-maker, and it ticks them both off. If they ignore him for too long, he starts bothering them until they finally crack to yell at him (and that means success). Sometimes Carolina and Tex will whisper to each other while glancing at Church and giggling, so he KNOWS they’re talking about HIM, but when he asks they just go “Nothing~”. Carolina is a total enabler when it comes to Church mouthing-off to somebody (she just encourages him to rant more). Tex will throw Church over he shoulder like a sack of potatoes sometimes and just walk away with him. He likes it
-Tex just kind of decided that Locus is going to be her friend, and while he doesn’t understand why she even likes him, he enjoys her company (still thinks he doesn’t “deserve friendship”, but he’s getting better). They like going to events like motorcycle races together
-Whenever Caboose asks a question, North takes the time to explain stuff to him (so does York, but York doesn’t know what the fudge he’s talking about and just makes stuff up. not in a mean-lying-way, he’s just a dink)
-Iowa and Caboose will wander off to look at rocks or whatever, but also just have a whole ADVENTURE (they might have accidentally gone to Narnia at one point)
-Kai and York are united in a “f*ck the law” attitude, and will engage in some “creative vandalism” from time to time (they wreck advertisements all over the place)
-Doc and Maine hung out together for several days before even discussing stuff about O’Malley and the Meta... nobody is entirely sure what was said (which is fine if they want to keep it private), and this seems to have resulted in Doc having absolutely NO fear of Maine (even when other people still get intimidated), and Maine has all these inside-jokes with O’Malley
-Sarge called dibs on Maine, South, and York. He truly feels like they are integral to some kind of grand scheme that makes no sense to anybody else. Maine is fine with it, he likes the Reds. South immediately jumps on the SUCK IT BLUES band-wagon (because guess which side her bro got absorbed into). York hams it up, like woe is me, I am on the opposing side of a feud from my dear friends, knowing full well this does not matter
-Locus is one of the few people who kinda just has default respect for Flowers? It seems as if he genuinely doesn’t notice how weird Flowers is (he does, Locus just likes the way this messes with everybody else). Meanwhile, Flowers is at least nice enough to avoid giving Locus “orders”, and instead invite him to join activities like baking or knitting/crochet
-South scares Simmons to death, she’s everything that terrified him about Carolina times a thousand, but she loves listening to him when he snaps and gets all uppity
-Tex and Connie have their own chill moments together, kind of reconnecting their friendship, and sharing stuff they have in common (they like similar books and what-not)
-North started having a whole control-trip, not intentionally trying to be a jerk exactly, but he doesn’t know how to NOT be the one who takes care of everybody else, and if nobody listens to him, he kinda has a panic attack and becomes insufferable... as a result, Tucker gets into arguments with North, kind of a LOT. They don’t “hate” each other or anything, but North makes a lot of incorrect assumptions about how immature Tucker acts (not fully realizing how capable and clever Tucker can be), so Tucker feels the need to one-up North and take him down a notch. Tucker finally made North see there are different ways to care for people. They eventually are on better terms, and can jokingly argue without it being a whole thing, because North genuinely respects Tucker
-When Maine seems to be getting especially “isolated”, it’s actually Locus who knows how to gently approach him and pull the guy into a different train of thought (both having once felt like they were “just weapons”, and learning how to be people again). Maine returns the favor, but with a different method; when Locus is in a self-destructive and depressed mood, Maine will just pick him up, then go pick up somebody else, like Wash or Caboose or whoever might be right for the moment, and they have a Friendship Adventure (which usually involves watching cartoons)
-Kai gets all the ladies together for a PARTY NIGHT! Sometimes it’s just them staying in, eating their favorite food and watching TV, sometimes it’s going to a club for dancing, sometimes they have an entire action movie adventure that results in a show-down with some bad guys at an abandoned amusement park. You know, fun stuff
-Connie and Wash like going out for friend lunches together, they enjoy a lot of the same kinds of food. They also both dress like dads on vacation to the beach, and will complete the fun with bowling
-York doesn’t get totally DRUNK like he used to, but he’ll get a bit buzzed occasionally, and while he’s up for hanging out with anybody, his favorite person to be around like that is Lopez. The robot might sound “stoic”, but he’s clearly amused by loopy York... who speaks Spanish, and catches all the funny comments Lopez makes (Lopez will also help steer York when they walk around so he doesn’t trip and fall)
-Church personally gives Wyoming a reality-check whenever the guy gets too full of himself, and it’s weirdly not with his usual explosive fury of swears; it will be very quiet and kind of chilling. Wyoming is genuinely unnerved, and tries in vain to win Church over with compliments (Simmons calls him a loser and a suck-up). Doc joins in, being a mean little smart-mouth with Church
-Ohio is the only one who isn’t afraid of Carolina’s hyper competitiveness when it comes to video games, they’re BOTH super headstrong about playing
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One Day - Jude Bellingham
"One day, I know that you will be there. One day, I'll focus on the future. Maybe one day, oh baby isn't life so fucking inconsistent ?"
Synopsis: In which Jude knows he'll have to leave you behind in some point of his life. But all he really wanted to do was to keep living like an immature child, running into the depths of the night with you with no care of his responsibilities when tomorrow dawns.
Now Playing . . . One Day by Lovejoy
a/n: lovejoy and wilbur soot was a weird point in my life but ill be a liar if i didnt say it was one of the best points in my life
In the eyes of the camera, people would say that Jude was pretty mature and well-achieved for his age. His first world cup goal on his first appearance, pretty big deal, you know? And the way he handles media, people would think he was practically born for this life.
But deep down, away from the camera lenses, away from the flashing lights, he was still young. Young and immature. Young and free. Young and dumb.
But if there was anyone that was unbothered about his career, it would've been you. He loved how you didn't really care about what he did but you also supported and gave him every ounce of love to him and the sport he dedicated himself to.
But there were days where you were worried about him and his career. The nonsense rumors around the internet, the injuries he came home with, the pain yet joy the sport made you feel when you saw it all happen to your boyfriend.
But when he came home to you, life eased, life slowed down, he suddenly didn't feel any pain, any tiredness.
Every time he would come home to you, you would engulf him with a warm hug which seemingly made all the pain and sweat evaporate away.
He knew if life was unfair and hard, you would be there to take all his pain.
One night, deep into the night the two of you were out. The streets were empty and the only sounds around was the sound of laughter and the crickets which hid in the grass.
The cold wind brushed over the two of you as you continued running.
You didn't know where to run, or why you were running but Jude quickly chased after you.
The cold wind flew by you, making your hair fly as you tried your best to pick up the pace. "Where are you going!?" your boyfriend had yelled as you laughed. Don't ask me, I don't know either.
You finally stop running at a patch of grass, your hands were on your knees as you caught your breath.
Jude, who was running fast, couldn't stop in his tracks and eventually bumped into you, making both of you fall down.
Jude yelped out of fear and shock but you did nothing but laugh.
Your back was on the grass, arms spread out as you huffed and puffed for dear life. You looked above, seeing the moon and the stars displayed for you to see.
"Are you okay?" Jude laughed, looking over to you. "Uh huh." you quickly responded before resuming your breaths.
You could still feel the cold wind in your face, the adrenaline running through your veins.
You looked over to your boyfriend, he was in the same position as you. Laid on his back with his arms spread out, his mouth gaped open as he breathed in and out.
Your hand reaches out for his, 3 of your fingers intertwining with his. Jude looked over to you with his gaped mouth as he quickly smiled.
You looked back at the stars with a smile.
It was silent for a while.
"Jude, what will your future be?" you suddenly asked. Jude was ultimately caught off guard. "Why such a sudden question?" he laughed.
"I'm serious." you said, looking over to him. Jude looked at you back, trying to keep his smile.
Jude shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know. I'll still be playing. I'll still be with you." he said, tightening his grip on your hand.
"Really?" you whispered. "You still want to be with me?" you said out of the blue. Jude was really caught off guard this time. "Of course." Jude chuckled, thinking it was a joke.
"You make football, not so bad." he explained. "What club do you wanna play for?" you asked randomly once more. Jude had the urge to ask you why you were asking these questions. Well, he's heard these type of questions during interviews, but not you. Hell, most of the time you didn't act like he was a footballer, you acted like he was just a boy, your boyfriend.
"Wherever you want to go, I'll go too." Jude said plainly.
There was a lingering thought in Jude's mind that you were simply concerned about his career, he was too at some point, but you helped him forget about his career and helped him just-- be a person. Not some hot shot, just someone who was there for his girlfriend.
You were silent but Jude was guessing that wasn't the answer you wanted to hear.
"Life is so inconsistent, isn't it?" Jude started with a chuckle. You looked over to him. "Yeah." you whispered. "There's no.. clear path on where you're going. And, I hate that." he whispered as you continued to look at him.
"But if there's one place I know I can always go home to.." Jude trailed, facing you with a smile.
"It's you." he finished with a smile. "You're a clear path. You're always a path." Jude smiled brightly at the dust of pink in your cheeks. You smiled bashfully.
"But what about the path to the future?" you said. "It's a foggy path." you whispered.
"But you'll go down that path with me, right?" Jude said, gripping on your hand a bit tighter.
You looked over to him. You were certain of your answer, and you wanted your answer to be right.
"Yeah." you smiled.
The future was indeed a foggy path but if he had you going down that path with him, he was going to be alright.
But for now, he didn't want to focus on his future, maybe one day he will, but not right now.
#iluvshinytwink#jude bellingham#jude bellingham x reader#jude bellingham x you#jude bellingham imagines#imsoslaying#delulu hours exe
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From @katiedido2
From @katiedido2 to @idontknowreallywhy
Prompts:
- Scott says “Langstrom Fischler” in that way only he can.
- Marshmallows
- Christmas singalong with Virgil
I was able to incorporate two of the three prompts into my story. Happy Christmas!
-o-o-o-
“Virgil, where are you?... Virgil?”
All Scott Tracy heard was static.
“John?... Gordon?... Kayo?” His eyes were feverish and over-bright, and he found he was trembling. His voice shook. “Alan?”
There was static. Damned, unwavering static.
Staggering through the carnage, he spotted Eos’ portable discus. The lights flashed, and Scott felt a flicker of hope. Pulling the discus from the debris, he wiped the screen.
“Eos? Eos, where are my brothers and Kayo?”
“I am unable to locate them, Scott.”
“What do you mean? What is their status?”
The AI was silent, the lights of its portable discus flashing angrily.
“Eos?”
“I am unable to reach them.” Eos paused, lights blinking with uncertainty. “I fear the worst….”
“Wha-? No. No. No!” Scott’s eyes closed, and he clenched Eos’ discus. “Nooo!!”
“This wasn’t my fault.”
Scott opened his eyes. “What?”
An agitated man stood in the near distance with his hands on his hips.
“This wasn’t my fault!” His indignant tone was infuriating.
A growl escaped Scott. “Langstrom Fischler!”
“Yes, that is Fischler. Somehow, he survived.”
Scott cried out in anguish, throwing Eos like a frisbee in frustration and despair. It gracefully arced, slicing through the air. And he watched as it silently, lethally, and with grim finality decapitated Fischler before zinging back to his hand.
“Eos?”
“That was revenge for your brothers and Kayo.”
“Eos?”
“I’m sorry, Scott. You are all that remains of International Rescue.”
-o-o-o-
“NOOOOOOOOOOO!!”
The cry of anguish died on his lips as Scott opened his eyes. He found himself sitting on his bed in his room on Tracy Island, panting. Shaking hands wiped tears from his cheeks.
“That must have been one helluva nightmare.”
Suddenly alert, Scott jerked his gaze to the chair in the corner of his room.
“Are you okay?”
Scott opened his mouth to reply, and a sob escaped.
Virgil leapt from the chair, crossing to sit on the edge of his brother’s bed. He gently drew Scott into his arms, cradling him.
Scott wept, supported by the strong arms encased in warm, comforting flannel. Virgil muttered soothing nonsense words, stroking his brother’s back and carding a hand through his hair until he calmed.
When he felt his brother’s weight sag against him, Virgil kissed his temple and pulled back to look at him. “Are you doing better?”
Scott nodded and wiped his nose on the sleeve of his t-shirt.
“Eeww, gross. Scott, this is why we have tissues.” Virgil reached for a box on a bedside table and handed it to Scott.
Grabbing a tissue, Scott blew his nose and wiped his face before throwing it in the trash.
“Wanna talk about it?”
Nodding, Scott scooted back to lean against the headboard. Virgil climbed on the bed, joining him against the headboard. He sat quietly, giving his eldest brother space to answer.
“It was a Fischler rescue gone wrong.”
“Ah.” Virgil squeezed his shoulder.
“Yeah.” Scott loved that he didn’t have to explain things for Virgil to understand him.
There was a tap at the door, which opened to reveal John holding a tray with mugs on it.
“Oh, good. You’re awake. Do we know why he was screaming?”
Virgil grimaced. “Very bad nightmare.”
John nodded. “As we suspected.”
“What is this?” Scott was curious about the potential goodies on John’s tray.
“We heard you shout and found you in the throes of what appeared to be a really bad nightmare.”
“Virgil offered to stay with you if I went and made you some hot cocoa. Want a mug?” John waggled his eyebrows. “It’s got extra marshmallows.” Scott held out his hand, and John handed him a mug loaded with a mountain of small marshmallows. John handed Virgil a mug and took one for himself before setting the tray on the dresser near the door.
“What else is on the tray?”
John and Virgil exchanged looks and smiled. Scott could always sniff out an apple confection.
“I warmed up a few apple pie cookies Lady P brought from London.”
“Okay, but why are you leaving them so far away?” Scott tried to hide his pout but failed.
Virgil guffawed. “Scott.”
And John laughed. “Cocoa first, then cookies.”
Their eldest brother huffed. “Fiiine.”
They sat quietly for a few minutes, enjoying their cocoa. They admired their cocoa/marshmallow mustaches before wiping them away. John collected their empty mugs and dropped them on the tray. He returned to Scott’s bed with the plate of cookies.
“Ready to talk about your nightmare?”
“No?”
“It had something to do with Fischler.” Scott shot Virgil a look. “What? It did.”
“Okay. Then, we have to talk about it.” John nibbled on a cookie.
Sighing, Scott took a bite of his cookie and chewed. “It…it was a Fischler rescue that ended predictably.”
Virgil chuckled. “So everyone died.”
John joined him. “I hope Eos enacted revenge and took him out, at least.”
“Um…yeah.”
The younger brothers looked at each other. “Oh.”
Virgil scooted closer to Scott. “Now you have to tell us about it.”
“Why?”
“Because the haunting nightmare rescue nightmare will haunt you until you do.”
“That doesn’t make any sense.”
“Of course it does.”
“John.” Scott hated whinging, but he wanted reinforcement.
“I’m with Virgil, big bro. Sorry.” John crossed his arms and nudged Scott's knee with his foot. “Spill.”
Scott accepted defeat. “Fine.”
Virgil and John listened to the lethal thing Fischler had done in Scott’s nightmare, involving Fischler Industries fertilizer, the Australian Outback and sunlight. The room was silent when Scott finished recounting his nightmare.
Virgil’s dark brows knit together. “Even Thunderbird Two was lost?” He was struggling to accept that Fischler had irrevocably destroyed his ship.
Scott chuckled wryly. “Afraid so, Virg.”
“Wow.”
“I think I need to talk with Eos about retribution.”
Stifling a yawn, Scott agreed. “That’s a good idea.”
“Okay, flyboy, time to get some rest.”
“Don’t medic me, Virgil.”
“I’m not. We will likely have a busy day tomorrow, and you need sleep. Come on, we’ll help you remake your bed.” The brothers rose from the bed. Virgil returned the cookie plate to the tray, and John and Scott shook out his bedding.
“I agree with him, Scott,” John said as he fluffed a pillow. “We need some sleep before a situation arises.”
“And with the holidays, people are more apt to get into serious trouble than usual.” Virgil smoothed the blanket and folded down the top sheet.
“Okay, okay… Oh, look at the time. Well, thanks for sitting and talking with me.” Virgil and John smirked at each other. It was almost two in the morning. “What? Do I want to know?”
“You know the nightmare protocol, Scott.” Virgil drew back the bedding and gestured for Scott to lie down.
“That was for Alan when he was little.”
“It was a bad nightmare, Scott.”
“And you shouldn’t be alone.” Virgil gently elbowed his eldest brother into bed.
Scott climbed into bed and sat up on his elbows. “What does that mean?”
“Duh. It means we’re staying,” John nudged Scott to the center of the bed and lay down. Virgil crossed to the other side of the bed and climbed in next to Scott.
“I don’t want to listen to Virgil snore all night.”
“And yet, you sleep better when you do.”
“Do not,” Scott said under his breath.
The younger brothers smirked at each other. “You’re stuck with us, bro.”
“Fine, fine.”
Virgil held out an arm for Scott to snuggle into him. Rolling his eyes, Scott said nothing as he settled into his brother’s comforting embrace. John turned off the light and lay on his back, providing Scott the comfort of proximity without touching him.
“Good night, Scott.”
“Good night, Virgil.”
“Good night, Scott.”
“Good night, John.”
“Good night, Vir-”
“Ohmigod. Guys, stop. We’re not the Waltons.”
They giggled.
“There are enough of us.”
“There really are.”
“Oh, to have been an only child.”
John nudged Scott with his elbow. “You love us and wouldn’t have it any other way.”
Scott sighed. “Yeah. Yeah.”
They lay quietly for a moment before…
“Did you know it’s the early morning of the day of Christmas Eve?”
“Joohnnn.”
“What? It is.”
Virgil chuckled. “Guys. Sleep. We’re going to have a busy day tomorrow.”
“Okay, Virgil.”
“Fiine… I love you both. Thank you for being here.”
“Always, big bro. Always.”
Shortly after they settled, all three brothers were snoring softly.
~fin~
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Footnote: The Waltons was a US TV show that ran from 1972-81. It was about a large, close-knit family living in rural Virginia during the 1930’s & 40’s. At the end of each episode, all the family members would wish each other goodnight, and, because they were a large family, it went on for a while.
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Make You Feel My Love
James Potter x reader
words; 938
song; Make You Feel My Love by Adele (Bob Dylan) (19 as fics)
warnings; family problems (nothing new, lets be fr), mentions of self harm scars
wowza. lemme tell yall, my head is pounding so hard I feel like I'm being run over by a train a thousand times over and country music is being blasted in my ears (im jk, i love country music sometimes)
im working on requests guys i PROMISE please believe me
anywho, if you wanna send in more requests I highly encourage it. I get so giddy when i get new ones :)
HAVE FUN YALL
OH HERES THE TEA TOO i'm a ghosty girly rn and SAM AND COLBY are so nice to my brain rn. and my eyes. and bc i get ahead of myself all the time, should i write for them? maybe, maybe not.
When the rain is blowing in your face
And the whole world is on your case
“L/n!” Sirius called out and Y/n sighed.
“What now?” She muttered to herself, already having a bad day.
“I wanted to ask why you’ve been so quiet lately, quite annoying to not have my argue buddy argue with me.” He teased and Y/n silently swore as tears filled her eyes. She doesn’t usually cry at this kind of stuff, on a normal day she’d reply back with something witty and clever, but today was not her day. Having received a letter where she was scolded by her parents, and almost receiving detention for getting frustrated in potions, it wasn’t going well.
I could offer you a warm embrace
To make you feel my love
“Shut it, Pads.” James said and stood in front of him, pulling the girl into a warm hug. “You’re alright, love, I know todays been hard. Sirius is a dimwit, s’all.”
“How rude.” Sirius pouted.
When the evening shadows and the stars appear
And there is no one there to dry your tears
James quickly climbed up the steps to the Astronomy tower, being as quiet as possible to avoid the groundskeeper finding him. He pushed open the door and sighed in relief, only to have his smile drop as he found a figure hunched over, body shaking as they were too engrossed in their tears to hear the door open.
I could hold you for a million years
To make you feel my love
As James got closer to the figure, a light gasp left his lips as he recognized them as the girl he loved.
“Oh, Y/n.” he said gently and pulled her into his arms, silently rubbing circles into her back as she sobbed more.
I know you haven't made your mind up yet
But I will never do you wrong
“Just take your time, sweetheart. I’ll wait for you.” James said, winking at Y/n as she rolled her eyes and set her book down.
“James, you really don’t have to. You should find someone who’s ready to be in a relation-” She was cut off by James’ finger on her lip, successfully shushing her.
“Nonsense. I’ll wait until you’re ready.”
I've known it from the moment that we met
No doubt in my mind where you belong
“I’m gonna marry her one day.” James said lovingly, his hand supporting his head as he stared at Y/n in potions.
Sirius looked at him amused, “Oh, really?”
“Mhm.” He hummed.
“You mean the girl who won’t even go out with you?”
Remus hit Sirius’ arm, “Shut up, Sirius. I think it’s cute.”
Remus smirked at his boyfriend and booped his nose, “I think you’re cute.”
I'd go hungry, I'd go black and blue
I'd go crawling down the avenue
“James, what the hell happened?” Y/n asked worriedly as she ran into the infirmary.
James smiled and winced as his split lip stung, “I got in a fight.” He said with a shrug.
“You idiot.” Y/n breathed and Sirius laughed.
No, there's nothing that I wouldn't do
To make you feel my love
“He was heroic. They were talking crap about you-”
“Pads!” James exclaimed.
Sirius’ eyes widened, “Oh, I wasn’t supposed to say that.”
Y/n rolled her eyes, “You want me to kiss you booboo?” She asked in a baby voice and James’ eyes widened. Even she was surprised that those words just spilled from her mouth. Nevertheless James nodded enthusiastically, and Y/n pressed a soft kiss to his lips.
He smiled dremaily as she pulled away, “It still hurts, I think you need to do it again.”
The storms are raging on the rolling sea
And on the highway of regret
The winds of change are blowing wild and free
You ain't seen nothing like me yet
“You can go now. It’s okay, I understand.” Y/n said gently, her eyes puffy as James quietly observed the self harm scars on her thigh.
James looked up quizzically, “And why would I do such a thing?” He asked.
Y/n shrugged, “I don’t know. They aren’t pretty. Rather disgusting.” She mumbled and James shook his head, pressing a soft kiss to her thigh.
“I don’t think so. I think they’re a part of you, so although the circumstances aren’t perfect, they must be. Because you are in my eyes, perfect. For me. You’re perfect for me.”
I could make you happy, make your dreams come true
Nothing that I wouldn't do
Go to the ends of the Earth for you
“Alrighty, so, we can use floo powder because that would be easiest, considering I absolutely hate apparating. And then after, we’ll check into our hotel, have some great ‘just-got-to-greece-for-a-sexy-honeymoon-because-we-just-got-married-woo-hoo’ sex, and then go for din- what are you looking at?” James asked, cutting himself off as Y/n stared at him lovingly.
She shrugged, “You, duh.”
James' face turned red as he cleared his throat and continued talking about the entire plan he made for the vacation, although the both of them knew his plans would be replaced with loads of honeymoon love making (wink wink).
To make you feel my love
Y/n smiled softly as she snuggled into her husband's side, fatigue taking over after their big day. James gently rubbed circles on her skin, thanking God for how lucky he was to have such a magnificent woman as his wife.
“I love you.” He whispered, softly kissing the top of her head.
“I love you, more.”
“Nah.”
To make you feel my love
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-My Personal Support-
Use of the nickname “Princess”, pinning, mentions of breaking, lots of cursing
Pro Hero Bakugo X Personal support team leader -not proofread-
You were just happy to find a job that wanted you for your set of skills, you happily became apart of the dynamite agency’s support team. During your introduction was the first time you saw the infamous, Katsuki Bakugo. Known for his brash tongue and little patience, your coworkers warned you to stay on his good side. Working your way up, before you knew it you were promoted to being his personal support item “tailor.” At this point, you had only really seen the man a few times, seeing how he treated some of your coworkers had you worried considering no one in your position kept their job for more then a month. ‘Why me?’ You questioned miserably, at least you got a private office...
A strong knock on your new office door pulls you from your misery. “Come in” you saw curious as to who it was considering you didn’t have anything going on for another ten minutes. But of course, Bakugo showed up early, the big man entered the room with a scowl. His calculated glare looked as if he was picking you apart right then and there, looking for a reason to fire you. no, that can’t be right...Right? I mean you just got here, so what reason does he have to hate you? Greeting him with a cheery smile, which he does not return, you sit down in front of a computer, inviting him to sit across from you. “What bring you in?” you ask, needing to know what to do. The blonde gives a shrug “dunno, I was dragged here against my will by that fucking bitch.” He states boldly, slouching in his chair. “’that bitch?’ who might I ask are you referring too?” You ask, since you obviously weren’t going to get any information out of this guy. “None of your damn businesses” The blonde rolls his eyes. You stare blankly at him, trying to process how this asshole was a hero. “Dynamite, I kinda need something to work with... Has something of your’s broken or do you want something added to your costume?” The motherfucker just shrugged. You were starting to see hwy people couldn’t stand him. “Can I get ‘that Bitch’s’ name so i can contact her and ask?” His eyes squint and he smirks, this was a game to him, and you could tell. “If you were any good at your job, you would know what I needed, do your research, someone as unprepared as you doesn't deserve a job as good as this one” The man across from you continues to spit nonsense into your face. You had enough, fuck this job.“An idea sir, maybe if you got your head out of your ass, you would realize that not everything revolves around you and your problems. So how about we start over, what can I help you with?” You kept your “Cheery customer service” voice on but there was venom present in your voice. The blonde was taken a back for a moment before getting up and storming out of the room. You just knew that you were getting fired, and you cursed yourself for not keeping your mouth shut. You needed this job. But you never got the call notifying you that you were being fired. Reluctantly, you came back the next day bright and early, only to be met with him sitting in your office chair. you met eyes with the man and he got up, starting to walk over to you. “You don’t need to tell me, I’ll grad my stuff and lea-” you started rambling only to be cut off by Bakugo pinning you against the door, confused and frightened, you could only stare in terror and listen. “Lets get one thing straight, princess” He mocks, “You aren’t going anywhere, I wanna see how long that tough girl act will last. I’m gonna have fun breaking you like the rest.” Practically growling in your ear. He blows in your face leaving you stunned, while he slips out of the door, shutting it behind him... Leaving you, a mess of emotions, fear, confusion, but that doesn't explain the color growing in your cheeks...
Fist ever time writing anything like this, if you couldn’t tell, It’s probably a little cringe ToT didn’t know if I wanted to make this head cannons or a short fic
Hope you enjoyed tho :) and should I continue this story?
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