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mitraoki · 1 year

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hi!!!! :> first i just wanna say i really love your writing, it's so cozy and comforting to me !! so i thought i'd request some comfort hcs, maybe geto (if u write for him!!) and gojo with an s/o on their period? if you're comfortable writing it ofc <3 hope you have a lovely day !!

when you're on your period. (jjk hcs!)

note; AAAAA hello anon!! i’m sooo glad you enjoy my writing!!!!🥺❤️i really hope i can offer you more comfort with these hcs you've requested!!! also my first time writing for geto so i hope you enjoy them! <333

requests are still open!

masterlist.

geto suguru.

+ okay i don't know why but just from the looks of it, geto is a professional. no doubt - you wouldn't even have to tell him about the basics - this man just KNOWS everything about periods. so imagine how easygoing is it for the both of you when it comes to taking care of you. (giggling and kicking my feet as i write this)

+ no one, and i mean NO ONE is allowed to disturb you while you're doing unwell. they're gonna have to get through your boyfriend first.

+ little scenario i thought of: it was the around the beginning of your relationship with him when he realizes that you started complaining about your abdominal pains. he's concerned of course, but he also knows that if he starts to panic, he wouldn't be able to handle what you were going through. soon realizes it's possibly that time of the month (i told you, he's a genius.) prince charming right here makes sure he guides you to the bathroom safe and sound, standing right in front of the door, just in case you call out for him.

+ SUCH A SWEETHEART!!! this dude makes sure to ask if you were okay when he doesn't hear any sign of you from the outside. doesn't want to breach your privacy. reassurance if you ever need it too. he has also heard of cases where people have passed out while on their periods, so once again, no risking anything. he's quick to his feet, getting you whatever you asked him for.

+ guides you to your bed if the pain is severe. there's just something about the way geto takes care of you - he doesn't want to pry too much by asking you tons of questions, but he also doesn't want to leave you be. 'do you need anything, dearest?' he questions. soon after he returns with a heating pad, painkillers, warm water (tea if you're up for it) and your favorite snacks. plants a kiss on your forehead (because you once claimed that his kisses always make you feel better, so he's had that habit ever since <3) EVEN offers to stay with you if you need it PLSPLSPLS-

+ if he's out and about and you need some supplies, never be afraid to ask him!!! he understands that periods are a monthly thing, and it is nothing to be embarrassed about. definitely knows your preferred menstrual products. if you think he's only going to return with what you requested, no chance. 'never wrong to spoil my angel,' he shrugs.

gojo satoru.

+ NO BECAUSE the first thing when i thought of gojo is him asking you 'what pussy size are you' IM SORRY OKAY 😭😭he loves you a lot though i promise you that. i would say gojo is a little underexperienced when it comes to periods. although he would do anything to keep himself informed, especially since he is confident he will spend the rest of his life with you <3

+ unlike geto, gojo would panic. worried too. how are your uterus walls discharging? and it's blood too. oh god how is his s/o handling the pain... you'll be okay right? man it doesn't look like it but gojo overthinks till his brain reaches full capacity. so he asks. and he will continue asking until he makes sure he's prepared for your future menstrual cycles.

+ i feel like this little fear of his developed from the time when you were unwell, and he was left in a spiral of guilt as he wasn't able to provide proper help. it happened when he was out on a mission too so in a state of panic, he had shoko/nobara/maki provide you with some help. one thing i can say though is that the exact moment he was done with whatever he was tasked to do, he had never rushed home as quickly until that very day.

+ 'i don't want you to blame yourself gojo. i know you've not handled situations like these before, but it's nothing too serious,' you'd told him, before adding, 'god you look famished. take a breather, honey.' he was pretty stubborn that day too. 'serious or not, i don't want anything bad to happen to you. i wasn't even here to help.'

+ waves of guilt shone in his eyes. despite his confident, charming demeanor he presents to you everyday, in the end he's just another human being. people tend to forget that about him, and he manages to trust you enough to let his complete guard down. holding his hand, you stated, 'you have, satoru. and when you need it, i can always guide you through it.'

+so ever since then, he has your dates marked in HIS calendar, makes sure your supplies are restocked up to date. your favorite snacks out of stock in a certain store? don't you ever worry about that - gojo has his ways. will definitely inquire more about periods with the girls i mentioned earlier. ensures you're not alone when he's outside. oh but when he's at home, he lays right next to you. loves it when he's able to place his hand on your stomach when you need it <3 keep in mind that his series of questions would continue too. all he wants is to be able to provide you with literally anything.

+ and despite all this, HE'S SO GOOD at handling your mood swings. it seriously does not bother him. i don't know what he's on either, but i can tell people come to him just to ask him about how he does it so easily. you're pretty surprised yourself. angry? no problem, he can find a way. crying? he's got your back. tired and in pain? a breeze, really. gojo stumbles quite a lot when it comes to learning something new, but give him some time and he's already up and running. what can i say? he is in love.

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#snow.writing #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #gojo satoru #gojo jjk #gojo x reader #satoru x reader #geto x reader #geto suguru #suguru geto #suguru x reader #satoru gojo #jjk fluff #jjk x you #jjk headcanons #jujutsu kaisen x you #geto jjk

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spaceyflowerswriting · 2 years

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Hiii! I just wanna say I loved the “wrong idea” one shot for Jake sm 😭❤️ could I please request Jake X reader confessing to each other for the first time?

right idea (jake kim x reader)

details: fluffy oneshot, gender neutral reader but written in 2nd pov, general canon au but big deal lives in a big house together or something and nothing bad ever happened, you and jake are friends-turned-lovers

summary: you and jake confess to each other <3

a/n: HII im so glad u enjoyed "wrong idea" its one of my most favorite things i put up on this blog 😭😭💖 and ofc, thank u for requesting !! 💘 i wrote this as kind of like a pt 2 to wrong idea for a little more silly big deal antics, hope u dont mind >:]

"Damn. Jerry was right about you two just napping together." The boy named nodded wisely as Brad continued, "But putting that aside, it's so obvious you guys like each other. What's the holdup?"

Jake could only thin his lips at that. "Honestly, I'm wondering the same thing."

Sinu lightly whacked his shoulder. "Well then get to it!"

Jake slapped him back, and not as lightly. "You JUST started dating Yeonhui a literal week ago while you've been pining for her for 10 whole ass years, don't try to scold me!"

"Okay, but--" Sinu struggled trying to come up with a counterargument while the rest of the men around laughed. "--No, listen! Take it from me as a lesson learned! If you don't act now, either you lose your chance or you'll die with your feelings!"

"Then I guess I'm taking my feelings to the grave."

Lineman exclaimed, "Are you kidding?! Where's the brave, courageous Jake we know?!"

"Okay, first off, you guys exaggerate my positive traits way too much. Secondly, even the strongest of people are weak in the face of love." As his friends groaned and started yelling about this and that, Jake just put his hands out in front of him and waved them. "Alright! I get it! But you guys should see where I'm coming from. I know it sounds cheesy but..." He sighed in embarassment, rubbing at his nape. "I just don't want to ruin what I have with them."

"Dude, they obviously like you, too," Jason deadpanned, "You're not gonna ruin anything. You'll actually make everything better if you confess. I promise."

"We promise," Brad corrected as Jason rolled his eyes and Lineman and Sinu were nodding along to the statement.

Jake just scrunched his nose. It was reassuring to see how encouraging his friends were, but it didn't ease the uncertainty in him. He felt confident if he confessed and you rejected, he could easily pretend nothing happened between you two but he was worried about what you would do. Ultimately he'd understand if you didn't want to stay friends with him after that but then he'd just wish he kept his mouth shut so you two could continue your friendship.

He snapped out of his worried thoughts when he felt Jerry's hand on his shoulder.

"The choice is yours to make, Jake. We're here to support you no matter what."

"Thanks, Jerry," Jake replied with a little laugh. "I'll see what I decide to do."

Sinu clicked his tongue. "Now or never, little brother."

Jake sighed.

For the first time in his life, Jake Kim gave in to peer pressure. Well, not really, he did want to do this, too, but it was also definitely peer pressure. After some "mean encouragement" from Samuel and his friends "threatening" to be his wingmen ("No, you guys can't be there when I confess"), he finally gathered the courage to tell you his true feelings.

As important as this was for him, he didn't want to be dramatic about it. It'd be quick and casual, and maybe that'd make it easier to gloss over if you didn't feel the same.

"Wait, but that might make them think I'm joking." Jake shook his head. "No, I already set up the tone. They know when I'm joking and when I'm not, and I told them I had something important to tell them." Least he could do was hope you wouldn't burst into laughter.

He ended up laying in his bed and staring at his ceiling for a few minutes, doing his best to calm his heartbeat until you finally entered his room.

"Did you get in trouble?" was the first thing you asked as you peeked your head in.

"Kind of." A nervous smile was beginning to form on his lips as you shut the door behind yourself and joined him in bed, flopping down next to him.

You had a goofy smile on your own face, reflecting the lighthearted mood. "Okay, so what happened? It's so serious you have to tell me in person?"

"I'm afraid you wouldn't believe me otherwise," he hummed, before awkwardly going silent. He cleared his throat as you stared and quietly continued, "Listen, uh. I'm not good at this kind of thing, so I'm just gonna come out and say it."

At this point you were starting to get an idea of where this was going. Still, you wouldn't believe it 'till you heard it--

"I love you."

Oh. He really didn't hesitate, huh?

You felt like you were sweating rivers, leaving your throat completely parched. Of course the feeling was mutual, but you just needed a few seconds to take this in and make sure it was real.

The silence you gave Jake made him start blushing.

"Do you... do you feel the same, too?"

You slowly nodded.

"Thank god." Jake slapped his hands over his face, beginning to laugh as relief settled in. "I had a feeling you felt the same, but I didn't want to get overconfident."

Some blush entered your cheeks as you wondered if you ever made your crush look obvious. "Well... good thing I like you back, then."

"...Yeah."

There was an awkward pause as you two took a moment to process what the hell just happened. You, confused and still in disbelief; Jake, glad and mildly surprised you didn't reject him. The feeling in common, though? The strangeness felt with the tension still in the air. The unspoken was already said and yet the both of you were tense.

"So." Jake turned to lay on his side and face you, propping his head up with an elbow. "Are we dating now?"

You glanced at him. "I mean if two people say they like each other and want to date one another, then yeah?"

"That makes sense."

There was another pause that painfully dragged on until you both made proper eye contact. As soon as that happened, laughter broke out.

"I-I'm sorry," Jake tried to say between laughter, "This is just... this went a lot better than I thought. Like, way more smoothly than anticipated."

"And a lot more awkward," you added, also between laughter, as you slowly eased up. "I mean, I don't know what I expected but laying in bed with you as you casually blurt out, 'I love you'?"

"Okay, that's on me. I wanted this to be more romantic, too, but I was nervous, alright? At least I actually initiated the confession."

You playfully rolled your eyes. "Well, to be fair, I was also thinking about confessing. Maybe I'd never get around to doing it, but it's the thought that counts!"

And now it was his turn to roll his eyes. "Yeah, right."

Addressing the awkwardness was all it took to make you both feel more comfortable, it seemed, because the next quietness that fell was much more peaceful.

It lasted until Jake said, "I'll take you on a really romantic date tomorrow to make up for this bad confession."

"Yeah?" You smiled at him, a mischievous twinkle in your eye.

He reflected it back. "Count on it. For now though... we should do something with how anticlimactic my confession turned out." As you raised a brow, red entered his cheeks and his gaze fell to the side. "Nevermind. The more I think about this, the more I feel like cringing--"

You were already laughing. "No, no, say it."

Jake Kim was not about to give in to peer pressure again. But you were his partner now so nevermind. "I was just gonna say..." He looked back at you. "We should do the cliche thing and kiss like characters in a romance movie do after confessing to each other." Immediately you burst into more lighthearted laughter and he groaned while falling back down to lay on his bed. "I told you it was cringy..."

You teased, "C'mon, this is real life, Jake. Things like that don't happen."

He just replied in a singsong voice, "Well, with you my life's a movie."

"Oh, shut up!" You couldn't help but laugh even more at his cheesiness and he took the chance to pull you in. "Hey--!"

"At least allow me to do this." He didn't wait for your reponse as he gave your cheek a kiss, pulling away with a grin. Seeing your flustered expression was enough for him.

As for you: you felt pretty satisfied, too. This wasn't the first time he had kissed your cheek, but it was with him as your boyfriend.

You could definitely get used to this.

#lookism x reader #jake kim x reader #jake kim #SORRY THIS TURNED OUT SO LONG I WAS HAVING FUN WRITING THE BICKERING #if u couldnt tell . i love friends-to-lovers trope so fucking much #requests

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falloutjay · 3 years

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Can you please do Mysterion falling in love with a Civilian reader?

I was done much faster than expected honestly!

And Im pretty happy with my outcome and I hope so are you. I love Mysterion/ Kenny and was super happy to see a request for him, so thank you for that! (ɔ◔︣‿◔︣)ɔ ❤

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Mysterion x civillian!reader

“Stretch here….Ah….And a stretch there…Ha..” A deep voice mumbled. The tall and hooded figure enjoyed the newfound relieve and his eyes wandered once more over the streets below him.

Just an hour and Toolshed would take over.

Tonight, the hero known as Mysterion was bored out of his mind. Nothing really happened. No robberies. No drunk people causing problems. Not even a little bit of arguing.

He was happy of course, that nothing happened means that they did their job well. But a five-hour shift of just looking out and being on guard if anything happens can be annoying from time to time. Kenny, his civilian name, was just done for tonight.

He had this horrible headache, that came back ever so often after an especially violent fight with his arch nemesis Professor Chaos.

His body longed for a good long sleep and he was even a little hungry.

Oh, how he would kill for that half-eaten Bagel that was in the fridge at the hero hideout.

“Focus.” Mysterion reminded himself again and took a deep breath.

“Toolshed will be here soon, then we can sleep. We do this for Karen.” Just thinking about his little sister helped him regain control of his wandering thoughts and to get a better look at the city below him, he sat down at the edge of the building he was on and let his legs dangle in the air.

The streets looked so peaceful at… Blue eyes scanned the smartwatch display… 1 in the morning already.

Lazily, but still attentively those same blue eyes wandered from left to right and right to left, taking in everything that was going on, which wasn’t much. Just some people chatting her and there since he was close to the bars and clubs of the city.

Nothing of interest until a person caught his eye. They were young and seemingly alone, walking at a quick pace and looking somewhat out of place as they didn’t look like your typical party goer.

So naturally the hero was intrigued. He carefully got up and followed the young person that walked on the streets below.

Elegantly he jumped from rooftop to rooftop to keep up with the somewhat fast person he followed.

He didn’t do this because he was some kind of creep, but his gut feeling told him this was the right thing. Something seemed fishy and his gut had never disappointed him before.

And it really never disappointed him before, but he felt like an idiot after five more minutes of following. Maybe for once his gut was wrong? It looked like they arrived at their home and tried unlocking their door.

Mysterion let out a sigh, questioning if Toolshed had maybe already arrived? Just as he was about to turn around, he heard a commotion from below.

He peeked over the edge and the person he was following was now pressed against the door they had tried to open. Some tall man held them there and looked rather angry.

“I will never doubt you again.” Mysterion mumbled as he got ready to jump down. He landed as quiet as a cat and approached the two.

“Don’t lie to me Y/N. Why were you there?”

“Like I said, I just went and got my books back. Stop following me or I will call the police.”

“Don’t try to bullshit me, dipshit.”

“Leave them alone.” Mysterion now called out and stood firm just a few feet away.

“Wha-” The man mumbled, letting go of the other person. He now approached the hero and mustered him.

“What kind of clown are you?” He said and got all up in Mysterions face. The blonde could easily smell the alcohol in his breath as he asked the question.

“The only clown I see is you.” Mysterion growled, trying to look as intimidating as he could.

Which he did with ease.

The man scoffed, looking at the person he had followed one more time before leaving angrily.

Mysterion approached the still shocked person leaning on their door. “You alright?” Now Mysterions had the time to properly look at their face and he felt warm inside, despite the cold air.

“Yeah, I’m okay, thanks to you. Thank you for getting rid of him.” The blonde loved the sound of their voice. Wow, it sounded so brilliant and lovely in his ears.

“Who was that anyway?” Mysterion questioned as the person opened the door.

“My stupid jealous ex. It has been over for ages now, but he just keeps bugging me. I was picking up some book from my study buddy and he must have gone crazy.”

“Glad to hear he is an ex.” Mysterion said charmingly, a confident smile on his lips. “Yeah, me too.” The person kept standing there, not making a move to actually go inside just yet.

“May I know your name?” Mysterion asked. “It is Y/N. May I know my saviors name?” They asked, cocking their head and with a bright smile on their face.

“Mysterion.”

“You’re one of those heroes who watches over the town right? Like in the comics?” The hero laughed. His smokey voice was like a bittersweet melody in Y/N ears.

“Pretty much yeah.”

“That’s so cool honestly. That I would get a hero’s help someday… How lucky I must be. Maybe we will see each other again, Mysterion?” “I sure hope so. Good night, Y/N.”

Mysterion said, turning around to climb up a drainpipe to get back on the roofs. “Good night, Mysterion!” Y/N called out before disappearing inside.

Up on the roof, the hero could finally let go of his super serious façade and immediately he bit his lip. Normally he had no trouble keeping his civilian persona and Mysterion separate but goddamn that Y/N?

They actually had him stumble over his thoughts for a second.

“Okay, lets meet up with Toolshed and then we are fine.” He said to himself and quickly went on his way.

A gloved hand went through golden locks and a dreamy sigh escaped pale peach lips. The owner of said things almost jumped up in surprise when a hand slammed down on his desk.

That hand belonged to a fellow superhero, named Human Kite. The most serious hero they had in their organization.

“Okay, what’s going on? You’re getting sick? Got shot? You’re not focused at all Mystery.” “Stop with that nickname or I’m gotta start calling you Human.”

“Fine…Fine.” The Human Kite said and sat on Mysterions desk. “I’m fine though, thanks for asking. I just had had an interesting encounter.” The redhaired hero raised an eyebrow.

“The high and mighty, super serious Mysterion is actually smiling and lost in thought? Must have been someone special…”

“I think…” Mysterion started and looked around, biting his lip. “I think I met my Mary-Jane or Lois Lane.” With a smug expression Mysterion looked up to the redhead.

“Damn, really? Must have been a real beauty, because I only know you as this super serious dude who everyone fears when they first see you.”

Mysterion leaned back in his chair, laughing. “Trust me, they are. Pretty h/c-colored hair, stunning e/c eyes and a body to die for.” Human Kite almost fell of the desk laughing.

“They really got ya. Better hope they like you too and are willing to be your Mary-Jane.” Kite chuckled, got up and walked away.

“Ah, come on, instead of being jealous I found someone pretty, go suck Toolshed’s dick. We all know you want it!”

Kite gave him the middle finger before leaving the facility. “You know it’s the truth.”

Mysterion shrugged, a big smile plastered across his face. Mosquito, who overheard the conversation over from his desk eyed Mysterion as he out his feet up.

“So, any plan in mind now, bsss?” He asked and looked over.

“I actually do, my Mosquito friend.”

Y/N was on their way home. It has been an exhausting day. Right now, they just wanted to get home, lay on the couch and sleep. While searching for their keys, they felt like they were being watched.

“Come on, not today…” They mumbled, sincerely hoping their ex would not bother them today. Y/N quickly opened their mailbox, snatched the letters, and went inside, feeling relieved as soon as they got to sit on the couch.

After a few minutes, which they used to decompress, they looked through the mail.

“Bill, advertisement, trash, bill…Huh?” A blank envelope was left and curiously, Y/N opened it.

Their e/c eyes scanned over the neatly written words and immediately their inside felt all fuzzy and warm.

“Dear Y/N,

I am not a man of many words nor can I write good letters.

But I have to say, I can’t get you out of my mind. My colleagues are already bullying me for it, saying you’re my Lois Lane or Mary-Jane.

If you would like to see me again, come to the old building next to the Raisins tomorrow night. I’ll be there at midnight, waiting for you.

M?”

#Mysterion x reader #kenny x reader #kenny mccormick x reader #south park x reader

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write-like-wright · 3 years

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u asked for requests so im here to comply😳could you maybe do a ”should you date them” with the defense attorneys in the series?? or just generally some other characters?? bc the prosecutor one added like 20 years to my lifespan lmao. hope u have a great day!!

I'm so glad you liked it!!! Here's the sequel, just for you <33

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Should you date them: Ace Attorney defense lawyers edition

Phoenix Wright

yes, you really should

probably one of the best, if not the best, boyfriends in the series

wanna get married? husband material

wanna have kids? father material

has a tendency to casually adopt children actually, could be an issue at some point

worships you

you know how some guys brag about how they'd die for you?

Nick would unironically die for you

may even come close a few times but I'm pretty sure he's canonically invincible (eating poisoned glass and falling off a burning bridge, who?? tis' but a scratch!)

massive gossip

gets home after an investigation and immediately starts like "you won't believe what I found out about Gumshoe today"

somehow surprisingly mature and good at keeping secrets in spite of everything

has a lot of really cool friends!!! and larry

have you seen those shoulders tho?? mans built like a dorito, smashing through massive wooden doors n stuff

biggest monthly expense is hair gel

claims his hair is natural but you know better

don't be the big spoon, he will poke your eyes out

can somewhat read your mind tho? a bit off-putting but ok

marry him before Edgeworth someone else does

Mia Fey

hell yeah, dude

cool, calm, collected

has literal superpowers

successful business owner at 27!!! unironical #girlboss

went from being a lame rookie to a literal legend with her own practice and an apprentice in, like, three years

she's so smart, I fear her

has the fashion sense of a female character drawn by a cis man... oh, wait

god help whoever tries to hurt you

will literally kick their ass to hell

family-oriented

believes in second chances

took phoenix under her wing after everything, mia has the patience of a saint honestly

drops cool oneliners in everyday speech like a marvel character

curve lovers rejoice

doesn't mind being called dorky nicknames

major wife material

Diego Armando/Godot

I already covered him in my prosecutors list,, literally did not occur to me to split Diego and Godot into two lists

but to sum up, if I had to choose between the two, I'd go for Diego

i like my men like i like my coffee - tall, dark and bitter

^^ eats up pickup lines like those

Apollo Justice

Polly is such a sweet babey boy, please be nice to him

short king

low on confidence, makes up for it by being loud

*voice cracking* HE'S FINE!!!!!!!!!!!!

your neighbours will hate him

such a pushover, will do anything you ask of him

sensitive boy, not afraid to cry

pretends not to be dorky - is very dorky

consumes nerdy media almost exclusively (canonically a Whovian! but Capcom can't say that)

bikes everywhere and is apparently good with a hula hoop

Polly got cake is what I'm saying

have you seen his cool street style clothes?? sk8er boi

very grounded, literally

might play around and hold your hand for comfort

won't come to visit you if you live on a high floor, sorry

cat dad!!! cat pics!!! yes!!!

about 7 different tragic backstories

new secret family member drops every week

stares at you when you speak sometimes

is he jealous of Klavier?? does he have a crush on him??? who knows but it's funny watching them interact

bicon

spends way too much time on his hair

someone please date him, he deserves some love

Athena Cykes

holy childhood trauma batman

been through a lot

total empath

if you're sad, she's sad

can kinda read your mind... why is this such a common thing in AA games?? I like my privacy

super energetic

will drag you to the gym, take you on hikes, practice wrestling moves on you...

you will always be sore but also in the best shape of your life

has minus 25 chill

incapable of keeping secrets from you

her weird goth convict uncle threatens you every once in a while

she promises he means it in a friendly way

loves europop

way too accomplished for her age, everyone in this game is so smart, help

i feel like she'd enjoy theme parks idk

date her, she's baby and she needs some TLC

Kristoph Gavin

he's scary

thinks he's better than you

thinks he's better than everyone

has the audacity to wear white shoes with a blue suit??? are you going to prom????? sir????

obsessed with phoenix wright to an alarming degree

perfectly manicured nails!

the kind of guy who warns you never to go into his basement

nice on the outside but it's all fake

deeply rooted issues even he's unaware of

if you like drillbit hair consider Klavier instead

Ryunosuke Naruhodo

world's biggest baby

secretly a bitch

loves to clown on people

fake it till you make it

has no clue what he's doing most of the time

very determined in spite of that

everyone loves him

so many cool friends

cries at the thought of your bare ankles

physically incapable of walking by a shop and not buying something he doesn't need

"look, i got you a gift!!" "awh, how sweet! ...what is it?" "i don't know, i'll ask Mr Sholmes when he gets home!"

good with his tongue

may be somewhat trapped in the closet

has literally zero chill

remember when he just casually chased armed robbers??

must be a family trait

Iris interrogates you about your intentions with her brother

she has a gun

you have no privacy at his place

Sholmes crashes your dates

his bromance with Kazuma sometimes drops the "b"

becomes ultra cool eventually

hop into that time machine and date Ryu's ass, but be prepared to deal with period-appropriate homoeroticism and misogyny lol

Extra little shout out to Kazuma Asogi for that one time where he was a defense lawyer for, like, an hour and a half and somehow managed to cram 50 of the horniest one-liners in the game in that very limited time. Date him.

#ace attorney #the great ace attorney #gyakuten saiban #dai gyakuten saiban #phoenix wright #mia fey #diego armando #apollo justice #athena cykes #kristoph gavin #ryunosuke naruhodo #is that everyone?#hope you like this kajfkjkanjkang #aa ramblings #headcanons #request

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multiplefandomsblog · 3 years

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Idv survivors seacting to their DR skins

Desc; Makoto-Lucky Guy, Kyoko-Martha, Junko-Demi, Monokuma-BonBon, Chiaki-Tracy, Hajime-Norton, Nagito-Naib

Request; Can you please write how the survivors from IDV would react to their Danganronpa skins (with the skins being separate entities)?

Warnings; cussing, mentions of vomit

Note; IM SO SORRY OH MY GOD THIS WAS LOST IN THE SWAMP OF REQUESTS AND HOMEWORK AND WE JUST FORGOT ABOUT IT IM SO SORRY DJFIDBFJJEJFNFJRORKRNFJD I’m really really sorry that we almost forgot about this request ;-; this makes me scared- did we forget anyone else’s request? Please let us know! Also sorry if it seems a bit rushed or if there are some slip ups, It’s 5am rn and I was sleep deprived when I wrote this qwq

Lucky Guy/Makoto Naegi

◊ Awkward silence.

◊ They’d try to make conversation at first, but they��d both fail as they stumbled over their words.

◊ “Hey so uh, y-your jacket is nice.” Lucky Guy shifted uncomfortably, shyly gesturing to Makoto’s clothing.

◊ “T-thanks! Your glasses look nice too!” Makoto replied, awkwardly stuffing his hands in his pockets.

◊ When Lucky Guy first heard that he would get a Danganronpa skin, he was incredibly excited(as were all the players).

◊ He’s a pretty insecure guy, he knows he’s boring.

◊ So when he found out an awesome character like Makoto would be a new skin for him, he was ecstatic.

◊ He was especially excited when he learned Makoto was the Ultimate Lucky student, glad that he had at least 1 similarity to this dude.

◊ He thought Makoto was cool and seemed pretty confident, unlike himself.

◊ ^^He was a bit confused as to why Lucky Guy was chosen for Makoto’s skin, he wasn’t anything like him? haha yeah, right

◊ He had so many things to say, but he couldn’t find the courage to, so instead, he just sat there awkwardly.

◊ Eventually, the two bonded, though mostly over the fact that Lucky Guy had a maid dress skin and they needed to talk about it despite many refusals from Lucky Guy.

◊ “Y-you have a maid dress skin?”

◊ “I guess fans enjoy how I look in it, so the company made it.”

◊ *flashbacks to Makoto in a maid dress* “.... Yeah, I feel you.”

◊ Overall, the two of them get along alright, the only problem being; They are both awkward as hell and cannot converse naturally for the life of them.

Coordinator/Kyoko Kirgiri

◊ They get along pretty well, as a result of their similar personalities.

◊ Kyoko would mostly bombard Martha with questions when she first meets her, doing detective work on her and the entire manor.

◊ “Who is the owner of this Manor?” “Uh I think-” “Occupation?” “Well, I was a c-” “Why did you take the offer the Manor gave you?” “Becau- Wait why do you know that? I didn’t eve-” “Interesting.”

◊ Martha tries make conversation with Kyoko after key word ‘tries’, but Kyoko sees no need to converse after she got all the info she needed out of her.

◊ Kyoko now knows more about the manor than Martha does lmao

◊ During matches, Martha would try and show her the basics as to help Kyoko understand the game better.

◊ But as a hunter spots them, Kyoko somehow kites them better than all the kiters in the game??

◊ Kyoko can calculate the hunter’s attack pattern by just taking one look at them, predicting their next moves.

◊ Martha would just watch with wide eyes, lowkey pissed that Kyoko–who had just started playing the game–kited waaaay better than Martha who had been playing the game for too long.

◊ If Kyoko ever told Martha to do something, she will do it.

◊ Martha has learned that you should always trust Kyoko and what she says, if you ever do otherwise, you have a higher chance of losing the match.

◊ If Kyoko says something, she said it for a reason.

◊ For example, if she said “Don’t rescue me!” It meant, don’t fucking rescue her.

◊ Even though Kyoko is a great player, she does sometimes waste time to decode by investigating the maps.

◊ She prioritizes her investigation rather than the game.

◊ This basically meant, if you were chaired and she found evidence on the floor or writings on the wall, she would ditch you for the evidence.

Barmaid/Junko Enoshima

◊ Junko: I wish to fill the world with despair!

◊ Barmaid after vomiting out the window: *belch* nice.

◊ Since Junko can’t drink alcohol, Demi makes virgins for her to drink instead.

◊ Junko would be downright chaotic during matches, she’d get the survivors to half health from literally just talking to them.

◊ Junko would be better as a hunter than a survivor.

◊ She’s the queen of terror shock.

◊ Someone would be decoding, and she would just attack them or say something that’ll get them to shit their pants.

◊ The hunters were perplexed, they hadn’t even found a survivor yet, and they’re already downed??

◊ Needless to say, hunters are terrified of Junko.

◊ Demi would just let Junko do whatever she wanted, she was too drunk to care anyway.

◊ If Junko did something chaotic, it’s most likely for Demi to be cheering her on.

◊ She doesn’t even know what Junko did, she’ll drink to it!

◊ “FUCKING DESPAIR!!” “HELL YEAH!!” *smashes bottle on the ground*

◊ Junko only kites well because she relishes the feeling of stress and despair she gets from the chase and the hits.

◊ She basically just throws matches a bunch because she enjoys the feeling of failure.

◊ Demi couldn’t care less tbh, as long as she gets her booze, you can do whatever you want.

◊ Demi would try and show Junko the ropes of the game, but unfortunately, all her tips and tricks are bull shit because she was explaining drunk.

◊ Fortunately, however, Junko wasn’t even listening in the first place so no harm done.

Mechanic/Chiaki Nanami

◊ When Chiaki first met Tracy, she obsessed over her.

◊ She knew about Idv, breaking the 4th wall here but that meant she knew it was a game.

◊ She also knew about Mechanic, a game character.

◊ Chiaki would most likely make Tracy a tad shy and uncomfortable since Chiaki would constantly poke and pry at all of Tracy’s tools.

◊ “Wait don’t-” *crash* “... Do that.” “Oh oops.”

◊ She’d be super interested in Tracy’s doll and how it worked, wanting to learn about the doll so she could do good during a match.

◊ And it makes Tracy extremely happy because no one had shown such great interest in her machines before.

◊ Even the other decoders wouldn’t obsess over it that much.

◊ Though Tracy would have to keep an eye on her whilst she observed the doll, as to not accidentally break something again.

◊ Tracy sometimes finds Chiaki sleeping in random places on the match.

◊ She would find her sleeping in incredibly strategic places so that the hunter wouldn’t find her.

◊ The hunter would come nearby her sleeping body pretty often in hopes to find her, but instead, they would just get rid of her crows.

◊ Other than the fact that she sleeps during matches, she’s actually pretty good at the game!

◊ She has played a ton of video games similar to Idv(such as Dead by Daylight etc.) so she knows the basics and more.

◊ It’s a hit or miss with her during matches.

◊ She either sleeps during the entire match, leaving a worried Tracy to find her after everyone had left.

◊ Or she carries the entire team.

◊ Chiaki and Tracy share a mutual fear for the Monomi doll.

◊ The only reason Chiaki got the accessory is that she thought it’d look cute, when really, it had the opposite effect.

◊ She hesitates to spawn her bot as to not look at that goddamn rabbit head with limbs again.

Mercenary/Nagito Komaeda

◊ Naib: *locks him in a chokehold* WHO ARE YOU AND WHO DO YOU WORK FOR?!

◊ Nagito: Woah! I’ve never been held in a chokehold before by someone so strong and *gasp* full of h o p e.

“If only Hajime would grasp my neck like this...”

◊ Naib:

◊ Nagito: Yes, toss me to the ground like the scum I am- OW!

◊ Naib would catch Nagito setting parts of the maps on fire too often, and he would be the one who had to put them out.

◊ He’d be kiting the hunter, and then see smoke in the distance.

◊ Then he’d just leave the hunter to put it out. (hunter: ???)

◊ Naib is responsable for anything Nagito does because it’s his skin, which basically meant he had to babysit the fucker constantly.

◊ If he heard psychotic laughing in the distance, he would just sigh and leave to go do his job.

◊ Naib would get sick of all those times Nagito got terror-shocked at the chair, so he’d have to train him himself.

◊ Though he’s a pain to train.

◊ Every time he made a mistake, he’d daze and start saying self-deprecating things, completely forgetting that he was in the middle of a match.

◊ He’d make the hunter feel guilty every time he got hit or knocked down.

◊ “Though you could kite, huh?” “Trash like me could never kite, I’m even more trash for thinking so.” “W-wait st-” “A hunter like you must feel terrible that you had to touch trash like me.”

◊ The only reason he runs from the hunter is that he doesn’t want to spoil their hands by touching a degenerate like him.

◊ So when he does get hit, he stops and apologizes for them having to touch him, leaving the hunter utterly confused.

◊ Ultimately, he sucks at rescuing and just playing the game in general.

◊ But since the hunters pity him, he’s been getting a dungeon escape streak.

◊ Naib is liVID-

◊ He has to rescue and work hard while Nagito is out here getting spun on balloons.

◊ Overall, Naib does not like the dude, thinks he’s just a nuisance.

Prospector/Hajime Hinata

◊ Norton sometimes catches Junko harassing Hajime when he’s in his Izuru form.

◊ He feels bad for the kid tbh

◊ I headcanon that out of all of them, these two would get along the most.

◊ The two are pretty chill together, they get along by talking shit about the other survivors.

◊ “That little shit Kreacher! The nerve he had to eat my goddamn donuts.” Hajime would always be there to back him up, “HE DID WHAT-”

◊ “-and the last cipher was primed, but the fucker didn’t even have borrowed time!” Norton gasped, “No. Are you serious? You know what, let’s go beat him up.” “Norton no-”

◊ The two would have some sort of secret eyebrow language they use when they want to silently judge someone but as bros.

◊ Every time someone would fuck up in front of them, they would look at each other at the same time–most likely thinking the same thing–and move their eyebrows weirdly.

◊ They both sigh a lot as a result of the constant disappointment they feel from the stupidity of the other teammates.

◊ Someone rescued when hunter had detention? *sigh*

◊ Nagito lit the church on fire again? *sigh*

◊ They swear they can hear each other sigh from the other side of the map.

◊ If you ever did wrong by them, they will both take revenge in the worst ways.

◊ They will mean-girl-style bully you.

◊ They will fucking cat-walk up to you, and insult all your insecurities, then sashay away.

◊ The two are mostly polite and ‘professional’ around ether survivors, but when they’re alone or at the exit gate, it’s like they become different people.

◊ They both do that weird dance emote that makes them look like they’re possessed when they arrive at the gate and start screaming to attract the hunter.

Doctor/Mikan Tsumiki

◊ Mikan would probably take account of the fact that Emily was a doctor, pestering about what her favourite bandages and needles to use.

◊ Emily wouldn’t have a specific answer, just whatever was available at her clinic.

◊ Mikan would probably assume Emily’s blank answer was because she didn’t want to talk to Mikan, therefore apologizing profusely.

◊ “I-I’m sorry! I should’ve asked you if I could talk! I’m sorry, I’ll t-take off my clothes-” “NO, I mean- No, you don’t have to do that(please don’t do that).”

◊ Mikan is pretty shaky during matches, so Emily is there to help calm her down a bit.

◊ Once Mikan notices that Emily acts nicer to Mikan, she’ll start to cling to her.

◊ During matches, Mikan would follow Emily everywhere, kind of like a lost puppy.

◊ Emily would be reminded of when she used to be passionate about her job too before everything had happened.

◊ I think that Emily would try to hang out with Mikan more, hoping to get influenced by her and to be passionate about her job again.

◊ Though she isn’t very passionate about her job, she does enjoy helping the other survivors heal.

◊ And Mikan does too! If they were ever in a team together, it’d be great.

◊ Healing speed? Incredibly fast!

◊ Emily would protect Mikan from the other survivors and hunters, always shielding her from either their hits or their comments.

◊ She takes unnecessary hits for Mikan, and Mikan always tells her to s t o p

◊ But she doesn’t lmfao

Bonus headcanon because I didn’t read the request properly :D

Guard 26/Monokuma

◊ I headcanon that they fucking despise each other.

◊ like, they just hate each other for no reason.

◊ Even though they can relate to each other on many many levels(1 of them being, they both enjoy terrorizing survivors), they still hate each other the most.

◊ This is how they first met:

◊ BonBon: *friendly robot noises*

◊ Monokuma: Die.

◊ BonBon: *angry robot noises*

◊ Monokuma doesn’t know much about how to play, he just wACKS whoever he sees.

◊ And BonBon isn’t even going to try teaching the fucker.

◊ Monokuma just blindly attacks any survivor at all, letting himself get kited terribly, he doesn’t give 2 shits, he just wants to BONK

◊ Something amusing to watch would be them attacking each other with their robot weapons.

◊ BonBon would leave bombs everywhere Monokuma went, activating them when he was close in range.

◊ Monokuma has no power in the manor. He doesn’t have any secret ginormous guns hiding in the manor, so he can’t do much.

◊ He definitely threatens BonBon a lot though, holding deathly promises he obviously can’t keep.

◊ BonBon is lowkey offended that he had to get Monokuma as his skin, a murderous robot.

◊ Yes, BonBon was a murderous robot too, but you don’t see them smacking the shit out of a fish!

◊ Monokuma: Don’t you just love that moment of despair on their faces when they realize they have no chance of escaping and the only way to freedom is to die?

◊ BonBon: ….*concerned beep boop*

◊ Monokuma: Fuck you.

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haikyuu-appreciation-club · 3 years

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i was wondering of you would do a request for an s/o of some of the "benchwarmer" characters (like yamaguchi rip D:) where s/o always comes to their games and makes them feel insecure, but they discover that s/o does homework/doesn't pay attention unless they are called to play, and only cheer for them!

hello hello anon!!

im so so so glad that we’re showing some love to our “benchwarmer” characters

this was honestly such a cute idea and I appreciate you being so patient with me

I decided to throw in ennoshita and kyotani because they don't get a lot of time on the court either sooo I hope you don't mind :)

anywhooo I hope you enjoy!!

(btw this definitely isn't my best work sooo I apologize in advance lolz)

•Yamaguchi, Ennoshita, + Kyotani w/ a Supportive S/O•

warnings: none

genre: fluff

characters: yamaguchi, ennoshita, + kyotani

•Yamaguchi•

yamaguchi always got very nervous whenever you mentioned you were attending one of his games

as a pinch server, he rarely got the opportunity to play and when he did, he never felt like his performance was good enough for you to see

not to mention you always made it a point to wear his spare jersey to each one of his games which raised his nerves more then he would care to admit

he really doubted himself on that court and felt like he wasn't good enough for you to be up in those stands representing him not to mention his spare jersey looked really really good on you

it meant the world to him that you supported him but he didn't want to disappoint you

this particular game, coach ukai had promised yamaguchi that he would definitely be put in

which is why everyone couldn't understand why he seemed so down in the dumps

tanaka was the first one to point out his bad mood,

“Yo! Yamaguchi, what’s up with you dude? You look all pouty.”

hinata decided now would be a good time to add his two cents,

“Yeah! You get to be all swoosh, bam, boom today! You should be excited!”

yamaguchi couldn't lie, he was pretty happy about being guaranteed a few serves this game but he couldn't push away the negativity that clouded his mind.

“Oh, uh, I don't know. I guess its just Y/N is going to be here today and I already know that with all your guy’s amazing plays, my serves won't really matter and I just want them to be proud of me.”

the team stood in silence for a moment

was that really how yamaguchi felt about himself compared to everyone else?

sure, he didn't get to play often but without him they wouldn't have been able to get out of some tricky situations

surprisingly tsukishima was the one to break the silence this time,

“Wow, are you really that much of an idiot yamaguchi?”

a chorus of scolds came from his teammates

yams was about to apologize but tsukki continued his speech,

“Your precious s/o doesn't even pay attention to the rest of us. They only watch the game when they know you’re involved. So, you don't have to worry about us stealing your spotlight. Now, quit being stupid and stretch will you?”

was that really true? did you seriously come to support him and him only?

maybe tsukishima was just saying that to try and get him to forget about what was troubling him but he couldn't concentrate on that right now, he had to get his head in the game for the sake of his team and you ofc

however, curiosity got the best of him, so as his teammates played, he took a peek up at you to find you skimming through a textbook

all this time he felt insecure that you would think he was a bad player compared to the rest of his team mates but now he knew that you didn't even have the opportunity to compare them when you were only focused on his plays

he felt his heart swell with pride as he promised himself he would play with all his strength for you

and sure enough his serves had never been better

your cheers could be heard the loudest throughout the gym and he couldn't miss the large smile on your face as he looked to you in the stands

as soon as the game had concluded, you ran down to the court and threw your arms around him, congratulating him again and again on how well he did

he buried his face into your neck in attempts to hide the blush that was spreading across his cheeks like a wildfire

that day, he went home feeling accomplished, with his own personal cheerleader right by his side

•Ennoshita•

ennoshita didn't really get many opportunities to step on the court and show his skills

honestly, his lack of playing time made him pretty insecure in his ability to be on the same level as his teammates

he was never very confident and often found himself wondering if he deserved to be on a team with such skillful players

which was why he wasn't always excited when you attended his games

its not as if he didn't love seeing you in those stands, cheering him on, but he hated that there was always a possibility that he could disappoint you

especially since you were always so excited to come and support him

this was all he could think about as he sat stretching on the gym floor with the rest of the team

and his far off expression didn't go unnoticed by the rest of the boys

daichi decided to pull him aside and talk to him about what was on his mind before the game started

after all, he couldn't have such an important asset stuck with his head in the clouds

“Hey Ennoshita, everything okay?”

“Oh, yeah. It’s just Y/N is here and I honestly don’t know if I can play to her expectations.”

daichi understood what was going on with his underclassmen now

he had known that ennoshita was not the most confident when it came to his volleyball skill, but he didn't know that he was this blind to his own talent,

“You know, I don't think Y/N has every really showed any interest in anyone else’s plays other than yours.”

“Huh? What are you talking about?”

“Maybe you're too focused on what's going on on the court but they’re usually always scrolling through their phone or reading a book unless you get swapped in.”

now that daichi mentioned it, ennoshita never really heard your voice cheering from the stands unless he was on the court and you always seemed pretty oblivious when he talked to you about plays he wasn't involved in

he knew that you supported him with all he did but he was always a bit nervous that you would start to notice how well everyone else played and view his skills differently

discovering you came to his games for him and him only warmed his heart

lucky for you both, ennoshita had been subbed in for most of this game due to daichi getting a minor injury don't worry daichi is fine, don't start planning his funeral yet

you were over the moon that your boyfriend got to spend so much time on the court that day, you always loved watching him play

ennoshita could hear your cheers for him echo throughout the whole gym, causing his confidence to skyrocket

safe to say, you were definitely his lucky charm for that game

even with all the commotion after their win, all ennoshita could focus on was encasing you in a loving hug

after all, he couldn't have done it without you

•Kyotani•

kyotani didn't get the opportunity to be on the court often

he was a very strong and skilled player but his attitude usually caused him to sit out for many of aoba johsai’s games

this never stopped you from coming to support him though

no matter how much time he spent in the game you would show up and cheer him on

kyotani didn't really understand your reasoning though, he was barely ever put in so what was the point of coming at all

although he was quiet about it, he really loved having you at his games

being able to catch a glimpse of your smile when ever his temper got the best of him on the court was a huge reason he wasn't already kicked off the team

but he still felt as though he was wasting your time

he couldn't even begin to imagine how disappointed you were with every game you attended

he tried to get you to quit coming to his games but you simply refused, letting him know that if you weren't in attendance, you could miss the opportunity to see his talent shine

as much as it could be a pain in his ass, your enthusiasm was kind of nice

which was the only reason he agreed to let you continue to come to his games

this game in particular, kyotani seemed to be on his best behavior

maybe seeing you in his spare jersey had something to do with it but no one needed to know that kyo bby, everyone knows that, pls stop staring y/n down like an animal

he was determined to stay on the court as long as he possibly could and surprisingly, he got to play almost the whole game

when you had run down from the stands to go congratulate kyotani, the first person you came in contact with was oikawa tooru himself,

“Ah Y/N-chan! I’m so glad you could make it, did you make sure to cheer for me?”

your boyfriend could never stand the way oikawa would flirt with you just to get a rise out of him

“Oi idiot, get away from them.”

you couldn't help but laugh at kyotani’s antics before wrapping him in a hug,

“Hey Kyo, congrats on the win. You did great!”

Oikawa pouted at you for blatantly ignoring him,

“Hey, what about me?”

“No offense Oikawa, but I really only come to these games for Kyo. I mean unless he's playing I don't really pay attention so cheering for you is pretty much out of the question. Anyways, I'll wait for you outside babe.”

both oikawa and kyotani were pretty baffled at your statement

kyotani was probably the most surprised out of the two, did you really come to his games just to support him

he was pulled out of his thoughts when kindaichi spoke up,

“Now that they mentioned it, I honestly haven't ever seen Y/N look up from their phone unless Mad Dog was on the court, and they only ever cheer for him.”

kyotani almost let a smile slip out at his teammate’s words

he couldn't believe how much you cared about him and supported him

he never knew how you managed to put up with him but he was beyond grateful for it

he loved you more then he would ever let on

on the walk home, you didn't know why kyotani was so much more affectionate then usual, but who were you to complain?

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haikyuu-boys-headcanons · 4 years

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hola dude/sis/pal, i got a suggestion for like a scenario. maybe the hq boys reacting to having their s/o stare at them in a lovesick way? im female but i dont mind it being gender neutral. have a nice day (or night)🥰

thank you for the first request kind stranger , hope you have a great day/night <3

KARASUNO BOYS REACTING TO LOVESICK STARE FROM S/O

𝙳𝙰𝙸𝙲𝙷𝙸 𝚂𝚄𝙼𝙰𝚆𝙰𝚁𝙰

“good job everyone, just another round of flying laps and we’re done for the day!” daichi announced as you silently stared at him. usually, waiting for him to finish practice was tiring and dull, yet this time you decided to pay more close attention to the training. it was one of your first times actually seeing daichi as a captain rather than your boyfriend. the way he watched everyone do as he said was oddly attractive. you glared at his tall stance, watching his eyes follow each and every one of his team’s movements. you could tell he was looking out for errors. you sat there wondering if he ever looked at you like that when you weren’t aware.

“y/n? you okay there?” daichi shouted from across the court, diverting his team’s attention to you. you didn’t expect so many eyes to suddenly focus on you. you abruptly sat up straighter and gave a quick thumbs up with a small smile. daichi nodded but his eyes stayed on you. everyone else went back to what they were doing, but daichi was still staring at you. he gave you a warm smile, glancing down in embarrassment of calling you out in front of his whole team. he went back to guiding his team, but this time, his confidence was slightly higher knowing you were there observing him.

𝙺𝙾𝚂𝙷𝙸 𝚂𝚄𝙶𝙰𝚆𝙰𝚁𝙰

you and suga were out on your usual afternoon lunch breaks together, and today you decided to pick the outside tables. the sun was shining brighter than ever, yet it was calmed down by a cool breeze. you sat there as you watched suga recite your usual order to the waiter. ‘peach ice tea with extra ice, and a side of blueberry muffins’ it was almost fascinating watching him repeating it every time, almost as if he’d spent days memorizing it. you slumped your chin onto your resting palm, watching how the sun brings out the deep hazel in his eyes, how the breeze swifts by his hair at just the right amount of pressure, how his smile comes so-

“y/n? off in dreamyland again?” he smiled as he leaned in closer towards you. you nodded slowly, gently fluttering your eyes closed. suga always had a small tendency to tease you, but he only did it to make you smile. he gently grasped your free hand, resting on the glass table. you looked down to see his pretty setter hands giving you a tight squeeze. as you looked back up, it’s almost as if suga was admiring you in the exact way you were before.

𝙰𝚂𝙰𝙷𝙸 𝙰𝚉𝚄𝙼𝙰𝙽𝙴

“asahi, trust me! braids on guys are really in right now!” you giggled, struggling to tie the last knot in his hair as he tried to wriggle out under you. his tall, muscular stance was no match for your determination. you sat back as you gazed at your creation. the braids were messy and almost impossible to notice but that’s not all you were gazing at. asahi was truly beautiful in that moment, with the sun reflecting onto his soft face. you slowly smiled, admiring his perfection. when he realised you weren’t looking at his hair anymore, a bright rose color flushed over his soft cheek.

“what is it y/n? does it look bad” he muttered, glancing up at you.

“not at all” you whispered, leaning in closer and giving him a soft peck on his lips. you could feel his face burning up right before you as he wrapped his hands around you. you couldn’t tell if he was embarrassed about the braids or flustered about catching you staring. either way, you were glad you made him blush.

𝚁𝚈𝚄𝙽𝙾𝚂𝚄𝙺𝙴 𝚃𝙰𝙽𝙰𝙺𝙰

“do you really have to go right now?” you whined as tanaka picked up his training bag and plopped it by the door.

“i know, i know, i really wish i could just stay here with you, but tournaments are coming up this week, i really can’t afford to miss a session” he groaned, slowly pulling his graphic T over his head, revealing his glistening abs. his body was truly perfection, there wasn’t a single flaw on his skin. you began to get lost in thought as you wondered how far those toned arms could throw you.

“hey hot-stuff? my eyes are up here” he laughed, throwing his head back. you weren’t aware of how hard you were goggling at his blessed body, so you were embarrassed to say the least. tanaka walked over to you, lifting your chin up so your eyes meet his.

“i never said to stop staring angel, i’m all yours” tanaka whispered as a small smile grew on your face. now you REALLY didn’t want him to leave.

𝚈𝚄 𝙽𝙸𝚂𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙾𝚈𝙰

“noya!” you panted as he sped past you, “wait up!” your boyfriend’s obsession with having races with you after practice was practically making your lungs collapse. you stopped momentarily to take a breather as you watched noya speed off into the distance. the amount of energy he had was insane, it’s almost like seeing a toddler on acid, yet it intrigued you. you watched him jog back and forth, waiting for you to supposedly catch your breathe (you were really just admiring him). eventually, he noticed it doesn’t take 3 minutes to catch your breath and decided to run back to you.

“hey! y/n! what’s taking you so long slow-poke? i think coach ukai’s granddad can catch his breathe better than you” he chuckled, slowly panting as his hands slipped down to his knees. lost in daydreams, you were still maintaining your direct stare into his eyes.

“what is it y/n?” he said groggily.

“oh, nothing. go back, i can catch up” you uttered between breaths as a sly grin grew on noya’s face. he turned around, getting ready to run again.

“oh and y/n, next time you decide to have a staring contest with me, make sure i’m actually playing” he grinned as he sped off once again, leaving you with your jaw hanging open.

𝚃𝙾𝙱𝙸𝙾 𝙺𝙰𝙶𝙴𝚈𝙰𝙼𝙰

you and kags were finally taking the train home after an exhausting day of your work and his training and dinner with his teammates. the train was empty, cold, you could still smell the faint scent of kag’s usual body spray. you two were practically almost the only ones on the train, so a little pda was okay with kags rn. your head slowly drifted onto his shoulder, and for once he didn’t flinch or get flustered. he just... stayed like that with you? you looked up to see his side profile, and my, my, was it a gorgeous sight to see. his nose tip was perfectly aligned with the bridge, no bump in sight. it was almost satisfying to see how flawless his face was. you began a deep gaze into his ocean eyes, until his eyes met yours.

“hm?” he said as he raised and eyebrow. you were clearly flustered, as you quickly shook your head and glanced down at your shoes. he didn’t wanna say anything to ruin the moment, so he just pulled you slightly closer and it’s like you could almost feel him smiling.

please tell me if you would like a part two <3

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anothertimdrakestan · 4 years

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Light Of My Life Pt.2 Jason Todd x Reader

Words: 2.5k

Requested? Yes! From a lovely returning anon!

“I’m the anon who requested the avenger reader and ......... *chefs kiss* *chefs kiss* *chefs kiss* It’s so good! i love the readers powers and how they get sparky when they’re happy! I always thought that captain America and tony stark and Natasha and everyone else would be protective of the reader so I wonder what would happen if she introduced Jason to the avengers? Do you think they’d find out that he was red hood? (And they’d keep it a secret but maybe then they’d be REALLY protective)”

LINK TO PROMPTS -> REQUESTS ARE STILL OPEN!

HI AGAIN IM SO GLAD YOU’RE BACK LOVE!!! We been knew I love me a good protective family and Jason sooooo my beautiful anon you did it again! Chef’s kisses right back at you angel <333 Because you liked the happy sparks let me show you what happens when all the emotions come out to play.... mwahahahaha CHECK OUT PT 1 HERE!

“Fuck no.”

You rolled your eyes at your boyfriend as he pouted. “Hey I met your family you have to meet mine!” you chided, Jason had been reluctant to meet the other Avengers. The last time he’d ever met one besides you was as Robin pre-death when Stark came to visit Bruce Wayne and Iron Man visited Batman. The two never really got along and since Jason idolized Bruce he hadn’t been the kindest to Stark.

You’d only recently learned this when you told the other Avengers why you always wanted to be in Gotham. Cap was happy you’d found a friend, he understood the necessity of having a person you can talk to and rely on, and he missed his person so he wished you the best. To say Stark was pissed was an understatement. Not only was he secretly rooting for you and Spidey to get together but he always got a bad taste in his mouth thinking about the Wayne family. “No” was his only reply and you had to give him the “even though you’re my father figure and my boss you don’t control my personal life” speech which ended in a hug and some cursing under his breath. To your surprise Peter was equally upset and said next time you went to Gotham he needed to meet this elusive, powerless, gun wielding, Jason.

And just like that here you were in Gotham, wrapping in your boyfriend’s arms, trying to convince him to come meet the “A-list” as he called them. “You’re going Jay. Maybe you can bring Tim he loves the Avengers he’d die to meet them!” you cooed, knowing Jason would agree because he never wanted to tell you no. Jason knew how excited you were, he could feel the light shocks that danced on your skin as he held you. Begrudgingly he agreed. You had decided it would be better to meet as your human personas rather than stir up the media with an Avengers visit to Gotham.

“Hey gorgeous” Jason grinned as you gave him a spin in one of your favorite outfits, beyond excited to introduce him to the people who were your family you rushed over to him. As you toyed with his t-shirt collar you admired his appearance, Jason was fashionable in the lowkey, vibey kind of fashion, it was perfect, and undeniably attractive. You could tell he was trying to hide his nerves, he gripped your hand tighter than normal and fidgeted slightly, he knew these people were your home and you could tell he wanted to make a good impression even if he wouldn’t admit it.

You’d invited them to your now shared apartment with Jason. The two of you had spent a while cleaning and prepping for guests and the apartment was spotless. Getting the text from Stark that him, Peter, and Natasha were headed up and you saw the three of them cloaked in jackets and hats entering the main lobby. Giving Jason’s hand a squeeze you gave him a quick peck on the cheek and a reassuring looking. Jason leaning into your embrace whispered “it’ll go fine” and you couldn’t tell if he was saying it to himself or you. Almost on cue there was a loud knock and before you could get to the door Tony burst in with Natasha and Peter following. “WHERE IS HE!” Tony yelled and you rushed over grinning. “Shut up Stark behave yourself!” he brought you into a quick hug before looking at Jason. “Hello Todd” he said, Jason looked a little shocked that Tony had either remembered from those years ago or had done his research. Jason stuck out a hand feigning confidence and Tony took it strongly.

Inviting everyone in you all sat cooly around the living room. As you talked with Natasha about recent events and living in Gotham you noticed that Jason looked afraid to touch you, sitting rigid next to you. Glancing over you saw him getting death stares from Peter and Tony anytime he moved a muscle. “The two of you stop it!” you chided, grabbing Jason’s hand and realizing it was slightly shaking. “I expect it from Mr. Father Figure but really Parker?” you quipped as he shrugged in agreement.

You could feel your aura radiate with annoyance and Peter and Tony looked taken aback. “Hey Sparky- Y/N it’s fine” Jason looked embarrassed at his use of one of his many nicknames. “Dude you use electric puns too!” Peter looked excited as he told Jason about some of his favorites. As the two bonded you groaned when Peter said “DUDE LIGHTNING MCQUEEN IS SUCH A GOOD ONE!” and went in for a high five over your embarrassment. Tony broke the bro-moment, “So Jason Todd, second Robin, heard you died. Haven’t seen you in a bit do you prefer Todd or Hood?” Jason gulped, straightening up as he squeezed your hand. “Um, Todd is fine, yeah I did and it was really hard but I have Y/N and she’s really been amazing and also yes I was Robin when I saw you a long time ago and you totally already know that but yeah” he took in a deep breath as Tony processed his answers. Turning to you he asked “and he’s nice to you? Good friend? Good lover? No ring yet right? I learned the hard way waiting too long isn’t great but you better not rush this kid” you rolled your eyes hearing the same line of questioning as always. “Tony shut the hell up” Natasha interrupted. “Look, Jason’s whole body is angled to Y/N, he’s holding her hand through the sparks and probably shocks, he hasn’t gotten angry at your dumb overprotective dad moments, and everytime one of them looks at the other they calm down a little more. They’re in love Tony leave them be.” Tony starred in silence before standing up, drawing in a breath you could feel Jason tense. “Alright then I approve. Let’s get this party started! You guys got booze?”

A couple drinks in an everyone was best friends with everyone. You and Peter weren’t of age yet so you both skipped but Tony was definitely nicer a couple drinks in, and Jason was a lot less tense even though he wasn’t drinking, determined to stay sober to answer any questions he was asked. Peter still looked like he didn’t trust Jason but you couldn’t help but grin as you watched the only father figure you’d ever had bond with your boyfriend. You finally felt like you had a family, it was perfect.

Perfect until Peter Parker got attacked.

As you frantically zapped through light posts you heard Jason on his bike behind you. Tony and Natasha didn’t want to alert the press with two of the most prominent Avengers being seen in Gotham and after a couple drinks they decided to let you and Jason take the lead. So as Red Hood and Y/H/N took to the Gotham streets after Clayface who had engulfed a terrified Peter Parker, Black Widow and Iron Man watched from above.

You zapped in front of Clayface, your skin practically sizzling. “you!” ZAP “are!” ZAP “interrupting!” ZAP “my!” ZAP “DAY!!!” you screeched, letting out all the anger and stress pent up from the day. Unfortunately, your electricity didn’t have much effect on a giant piece of dirt, so you went for keeping it’s attention while Jason fiddled with some explosives.

You zapped around the scene, being careful not to let Clayface get a hand on you for fear of him trying to engulf you too. You could barely hear Jason, cursing yourself for leaving you comm somewhere in the apartment but you could make out “Y/H/N it’s ready but Peter’s in there!” from Jason. “Shit alright I’m going in I guess!” you called, unsure if your powers would even work inside of Clayface. With a deep breath you ran straight ahead, preparing for whatever came next when a figure shoved you out of the way. Instinctively you shot into a lamp post for safety when you saw Red Hood press the button for the explosives and dive into Clayface. Once you realized he just sacrificed his life for yours appeared on the pavement screaming for Jason. Lightning cracked above you as you cried out amid the explosion. At the peak of the explosion everything you felt was too much, needing to know if Jason was okay and it Peter was still alive you felt stuck to the ground. Letting out a guttural scream you gave up trying to hold everything in. The lightning dissipated as you felt your energy connect to every current in Gotham. As the smoke cleared you saw a pile of Clay and no Red Hood and your heart snapped in half. Sinking to your knees you felt the power of every light in Gotham and it was too much. As your tears poured you needed the pain to stop, it had to stop, you’d lost everything.

And then it did. No more sparks, no more current, no more emotion, no more pain.

Your eyes fell out of focus as you stared ahead. You didn’t see two figures emerged from behind the corner of a building. Your eyes were blurry and you felt numb, unable to recognize the voice of Jason as he called out for you. Everything was quiet and muted, no buzzing from the streetlights or vibrations from cell towers, you felt disconnected, lost. Slowly blinking, thoughts of your past boyfriend jolted through you so quickly you couldn’t comprehend the fact that he was right in front of you. His voice sounded like a faint whisper calling for you. A different reality almost. You felt yourself get lifted into the air, off the ground and into someone’s embrace.

This embrace carried you home. Home. That was your apartment. With Jason. But he was gone and someone had brought you home, setting you softly on the couch.

“What the fuck happened to Y/N” Jason pleaded Tony who looked just as confused. “I think she’s in shock, maybe she didn’t have her comm in and didn’t hear the plan for rescuing Peter then dealing with Clayface?” Tony whispered as he looked at you as you stared at a wall, tears slowly cascading down your cheeks. Natasha squatted next to you, waving a hand in front of your face. “She’s in shock but we need to shock her out of it, anyone got a spark?” Tony quickly reprogrammed part of his suit to deliver a fair amount of voltage into your body. Taking a deep breath Jason just wanted to hold your hand but he knew that was not going to be safe until you woke up. As everyone stood back Tony counted down “One, Two - ”

Suddenly you felt the connection again, it jolted through you and danced on your skin, you felt the humming of the fan in your apartment. Your apartment, you were home. Home. Home is with Jason, and you could feel him next to you. Jason, was, home. Safe.

“JASON YOU IDIOT WHAT WERE YOU THINKING YOU FUCKING DIED AGAIN!” you bolted up and began wailing on his chest, shocking everyone around you at your burst of, well, energy. Without thinking Jason just pulled you into his chest, swaying slightly back and forth you melted into his grip. “Y/N baby Stark thought your comm was on like mine and we thought you knew the plan, you were making a good diversion and everything” Jason explained. “Then Parker and I come out after the big boom and you’re like completely zoned out. Like even the sky was clear, and your eyes didn’t have the little sparkle they always have, we thought you’d lost it or something” he rambled as you finally put the pieces together. Glancing up at him you whispered “so you’re okay?” and he nodded, giving you a reassuring smile. “You can’t get rid of me that easily Sparky” you found comfort in the nickname that was slowly growing on you.

After a cup of tea and some relaxation you were feeling a lot better. Peter was impressed at how quickly Jason thought on his feet and that he’d put himself in danger to save him and was a lot happier with your relationship. You’d told him about Tim and how well the two nerds would get along so he tagged along with Stark who was out meeting Bruce and trying to explain why there had been an explosion and Avenger sighting in his city, and Natasha used her expertise to know it was time for you and Jason to have some alone time, so she headed out as well.

Now you were resting in Jason’s arms as he toyed with your hair. Breaking the silence you admitted “I think I severed my powers when I thought you died” and Jason looked up, his face asking you for more. Delving into some of your own truths you admitted “I always knew my powers were emotion driven. Like our kiss that one night. And I knew there was a reason that I have to keep some energy inside and reign it in, but now I know that releasing it all doesn’t explode, it makes me implode on myself. Like the energy I use is raw emotion and when I thought you were gone it hurt too much and I cut it off” you sighed, enjoying the feeling of letting it off your chest. You could’ve sworn Jason slyly wiped a tear away before pulling you in close as he too sighed. “I think you’re right Y/N but that means your powers are more interesting than we ever knew. And I know what it feels like to lose everything, and I’ll spend the rest of my life apologizing for ever being the reason you felt the loss. It kills me to think of you in such pain you couldn’t feel it anymore. Because you are the strongest person I know and I know how painful it must’ve been. I’m so sorry. And I love you”

The big eight letters. They felt right. Raising your head to his you took his lips in yours, trying to convey the same words right back at him. In the moment of pure love you felt warmth envelop your entire body, unable to contain the joy. Mid-kiss you let a grin slip onto your face and you pulled away. “Jason Todd I love YOU!” you moved to throw your arms around him and as you outstretched your fingers you released some of your love into the air and suddenly everything in the room when black.

“Y/N you just shorted out the apartment building. But I love you too” You were kind of glad the lights were now off because Jason couldn’t see the furious blush that developed on your cheeks. Flopping down on to him you mused “Too many emotions for one day, I feel pretty shorted out too” and Jason hummed in agreement. As the two of your drifted off into sleep you heard him mumble:

“You better get control of these emotions I can’t be telling you I love you then having you break my toaster. I need my waffles you know” and you groaned.

“I’ll put that on the list of things to worry about. Right beneath the end of the world so pretty high up there”

“Thanks I appreciate it. Good night my lovely bolt of lightning”

“Goodnight you sappy fuck”

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pastelbrachypelma · 3 years

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Blind Date

Requested by @swampythesweetsketch ! Thank you for your suggestion and I hope you like it!

“I’m so nervous,” Murray admitted, sitting in front of the mirror and staring at himself. “What if he doesn’t like me?”

“Dude, c’mon!” Sly retorted, barely looking up from where he was putting a top coat over Murray’s nail polish. “If he doesn’t like you, then I’m Santa Claus!”

“That can be arranged,” Bentley teased. “Seriously, though, Murray. Just be yourself. That’s how to be the most attractive.”

“Yeah,” Murray looked away. “I guess. But…”

“Hey,” Sly slid onto the vanity, gently pushing aside a makeup palette with his tail as he sat directly in front of his friend. “Stop worrying, okay?” He grinned. “You know this guy is into you. You’ve been talking for ages. It’s worth a shot at least, right?”

“Right!” Murray squared his shoulders like he was going into battle, and wasn’t wearing holographic nails and a smokey eye. “Thanks for doin my topcoat for me, Sly. And thanks for helping me with my suit, Bentley.”

“No problem,” his brothers said simultaneously.

Sly patted Murray’s shoulder. “Go get ‘im, pal.”

“We’ll be waiting,” Bentley promised.

Murray smiled, and headed out the door.

“All right, Sly,” Bentley said, “you know what to do.”

Sly grabbed his binocucom and cane. “On it!”

Murray was already nervous enough being in a sizable crowd with bounty on his head, but, just as Sly had assured him, Murray was the best at disguises out of all of them, and nobody would recognize “The Murray” with makeup on.

He liked his makeup look; just a foundation to match his skin tone, a little contour, blush, and a smokey eye. Sly had helped with his nails, and they looked good. It wasn’t like Murray couldn’t have done it on his own, but Sly wanted to help, and he was better at nails than at eyeliner. Murray chuckled to himself, thinking of the last time Sly tried to do a winged liner. He’d looked even more like a raccoon than usual!

He was sitting alone at the table, waiting for his date, like he had been for the better part of an hour. Every time the door opened, he would look up, expecting to see a handsome man looking for his table. But, it was just couples or families. He sighed. He was sure a blind date would’ve been better, seeing as nobody could turn him down just because of his weight, but maybe the guy had guessed, judging by how much Murray talked about recipes. Or maybe he thought Murray was a sissy, or…

The door opened again, to someone by themselves. Except Murray could recognize that tail in his sleep. Sly had a satin jacket over a button-down shirt, hair slicked back. He was wearing the dance shoes they’d stolen from India, and was looking a little lost. Murray was a bit worried for two reasons. The first was that Sly was here at all; had something happened? The second was that Sly could only handle big crowds if he was at a social event. Parties, he liked. There were excuses to mingle in small groups. He had never liked large throngs of people. If Sly has a panic attack…

But instead, Sly found him (after pretending to have been looking for him) and waved. Murray waved back, confused, as Sly strode forward confidently through the crowd.

“Hey, sorry I’m late,” Sly said, brushing dust off his lapels. “Didn’t mean to keep you waiting.”

“You didn’t,” Murray said, a bit confused. “I wasn’t expecting you.”

Sly demurred, giggling shyly. “Oh, don’t be silly! How could I ever turn down a hunk like you?”

Murray wanted to laugh. Sly liked playing the effeminate gay. The question was, why was he doing that in the first place? At that moment, the door to the restaurant opened again, and Bentley rolled his wheelchair inside. People who were waiting for a table stepped aside to give him room. He was disguised as well, a cloth hat matching the more casual dark wash denim jacket he was wearing over a black necktie. Murray could appreciate the aesthetic...but he was still confused.

Bentley made his way towards the table. “Sorry I’m late,” he said, pitching his voice deeper in contrast to the way Sly’s had been more high-pitched. “Hey! What’re you doing here?” He glared at Sly.

“I should be asking you the same thing,” Sly pointed an accusing finger at Bentley. “I’m here for my date!”

“So am I,” Bentley said, and Murray smiled, starting to catch on. “One of us has the wrong table and you, buddy,” the turtle wheeled into Sly’s space, making the raccoon step back, hand splayed on his heart in dramatic offense, “are definitely at the wrong table. This gentleman is far too handsome for you!”

“I think he’s just the right amount of handsome,” Sly argues. “Just look at those bulging muscles,” he gestured, and Murray flexed, having a bit of fun now that he was in on the joke. “A man like that deserves the world!”

“Guys, you’re gonna make me blush,” Murray grumbled under his breath. Sly winked before sliding back into character as Bentley charged further.

“And? You still kept this gorgeous man waiting! Look at the poor guy’s makeup! All smudged because you were off…” Bentley waved his hand as he searched for an insult, “vaping!”

Sly gasped. “Do you think I would smoke around such a deceptively delicate flower?! The nerve!”

Murray looked over again as the restaurant doors opened. It was his real date, a buck with gold chains draped artfully around his antlers, dressed to the nines in a slimming suit to complement his slender body. Murray recognized the designer logo on his tie, and felt shame creep up his throat as he thought of his thrifted jacket and pilfered shirt. Even the silk skirt he was so proud of made him feel like a freak next to this guy.

“What’s going on here?” The buck spoke, his voice like molten chocolate, as he approached the table. “Which of you is Murray?” His eyes slid approvingly over Sly, and Murray hid his face. “I hope it’s you, handsome.”

“Sorry,” Sly slid in beside Murray, hooking his arm through the hippo’s. “I’m taken. Happily.”

“Me too.” Bentley took Murray’s hand, glaring at the buck.

The deer narrowed his eyes, then laughed. “Oh, thank god,” he said, relieved. “I could never be seen with such a,” he waved his hand derisively, “hideous beast.”

“Hey,” Sly said, voice sharp despite the different pitch. Murray recognized it as the raccoon’s “don’t fuck with me” voice, a rarely seen anger flashing in his eyes. “Murray is amazing! He’s funny and kind and always knows what to say!”

“His strength and skill can’t be matched!” Bentley agreed.

“And tonight, he’s my date.” Sly declared. “So fuck off.”

“No, he’s my date,” Bentley argued. “You fuck off!”

As his two friends bickered, Murray watched the deer walk away. He felt a little bit upset at the rejection, but his friends were nearby, defending him on what was technically their night off. He felt warm inside even so. It was good to be with his brothers again.

Once the deer was out of sight, Sly deflated. “Ack, my throat,” he complained. “I don’t know how you do those high-pitches voices, Murray. I feel like I’ll be raspy by tomorrow!”

Murray chuckled. “It takes practice.”

“Let’s get out of here,” Bentley suggested. “I think we’ve caused enough of a scene.” He glanced at the table. “Nothing needs to be paid for, right?”

“Nope. I didn’t order yet.” Murray replied.

“Let’s get Chinese,” Sly said, stretching as Murray got to his feet. “I saw a great place on the way over.” He locked his arm through Murray’s, hiding a yawn in the hippo’s bicep.

“Do you mean you saw it or smelled it?” Bentley asked, guiding Murray to the handles of his chair. That was about equivalent to hand-holding, Murray knew.

Sly laughed. “Both!”

“Chinese sounds fantastic,” Murray said, sighing in the fresh air. He was still upset about being stood up. He was glad for his friends, but…

“That guy was a complete jerk,” Bentley grumbled, going back to controlling his own chair as Sly let go of Murray. It wasn’t a sudden “no homo” sort of thing, though. It was more of a natural progression as they walked together on the sidewalk, with Bentley’s chair a half-step ahead. “What didjya day his name was?”

“Pierce Monogram,” Murray said. “Trust fund baby, I think. Works in the family business selling shoes.”

“That’s ironic,” Sly mused, swinging his arms up to rest behind his head as he walked. “He wasn’t wearing shoes.”

Murray laughed. “No, I guess he wasn’t. That’s a dealbreaker for me.”

“Murray, you don’t wear shoes either,” Bentley said.

“Exactly!” Murray went on, still laughing. “Somebody has to wear the shoes in the relationship!”

All three of them laughed, and couldn’t stop laughing until they reached the Chinese.

“Ah, the smell of sweet, sweet MSG,” Sly licked his lips as he set out the various cartons and bowls.

“This isn’t going to give me indigestion, is it?” Bentley asked skeptically, wrinkling his nose.

“No, no, I got your egg rolls and plain rice here,” Sly set out the food separately for Bentley before using a set of chopsticks to serve himself liberal amount of pork fried rice and vegetable lo mein, claiming one of the containers of scallion pancakes for himself.

“Man,” Murray grinned, slurping his hot and sour soup, “I forgot how good Chinese food actually is.”

“Right?!” Sly beamed. “Glad I thought of it. I haven’t had a good Chinese in months!”

“It’s delicious, I agree. Pass the wonton soup, Murray?” Bentley asked.

“What’re we watchin?” Sly asked between shoveling noodles into his mouth.

Murray blushed. “Are you guys gonna kill me if I say I wanna watch “Pitch Perfect” again?”

Sly swallowed noisily. “Nah, I like that one all right. It’s funny.”

“I’ve no objection,” Bentley said, taking off his glasses momentarily to clean them of the fog from his soup. “It’s date night, after all. You always pick the films for date night.”

“You guys still wanna call it date night?” Murray asked.

The gang had always jokingly held “date nights” for self care, movies, and video games. But that had been before Murray was officially out of the closet. His friends were straight. He thought they hadn’t had a date night in a while because his friends didn’t want to do that sort of this with him now that he was out as gay.

Sly leaned forward. “You okay, big guy?”

Murray sniffled. “I...I dunno, I thought you guys...didn’t wanna do this with me anymore.”

“Why wouldn’t we?” Bentley asked.

“I’m gay,” Murray confessed. “I like guys.”

“So?” Sly twitched his tail in confusion. “You’re still my brother. My friend.” He waved his tail in Murray’s face, making the hippo sneeze. “In case I haven’t made it abundantly clear,” the raccoon snuggled up properly against Murray’s side, chittering quietly, “I love you, pal.”

“So do I,” Bentley affirmed. “And...not to be too blunt about it, but...it was pretty obvious to me that you weren’t straight. But,” he cleared his throat, smiling. “That never mattered to me. You’re still my brother. And I still love you.”

Murray rubbed the tears out of his eyes. “Thanks, guys.”

“Sure thing, Murray,” Sly replied, butting his head against Murray’s shoulder before sitting up to properly shovel more food down his throat.

“I’ll get the DVD,” Bentley abandoned his food momentarily and rolled his chair over to set up the TV. Once he was done, he took his food and rolled closer to the couch, so Murray could enjoy his comfort, too.

Murray smiled warmly, happily chowing down on Chinese food and shouting all the words to the songs at the top of his lungs.

That was the best part about being home, Murray decided as he laughed at Sly nearly choking on a wonton and Bentley snorting soup out his nose. Being with the people who loved you unconditionally.

#personal #sly cooper #sly cooper fanfic #it’ll be on ao3 soon i’m just lazy #this was such a cute and wholesome suggestion i love it #murray #bentley #blind date

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calpalirwin · 4 years

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Alternate Love

Summary: Anon request- I wish you would write a fic where: talk about alternate affection, platonically/romantically. Or Someone who's gotten shit for being manipulative/cut throat to survive life. Teach people it's not bad. You can manipulate people to believe in themselves/out of anxieties. And. Maybe they arent verbal but they know x's fave color is green so they wear green arnd them to show they care. Some1 gave them a ring so they always wear it around them to show they appreciate gesture, tho its not the fave.🐍

A/N: Mini rant- I can’t even begin to put into words how close to home this request hit. Like I am not an overt touchy-feely love person. And for the longest time I always felt something was wrong with me because I wasn’t that way. But there are so many ways to love people, and as long as it’s consensual, love the way you love, whether it’s loud and in your face, or blink and you’ll miss it. And find someone who loves you that way, because fuck watering yourself down for anybody.

Content: Quieter forms of affection

Word Count: 1.2k

And away, and away we go!

“Fuck, dude. I dunno. I just feel nervous,” the man with striking blue eyes muttered into a phone, a soft chuckle escaping him as he passed a hand through blonde curls.

“Well, that’s stupid,” the woman next to him scoffed into her drink.

“Excuse me?” the man asked, quirking an eyebrow in her direction. “No, not you, man. I’ll call you back,” he spoke quickly into the phone. “It’s rude to eavesdrop you know.”

“Eavesdropping would imply I was listening to both sides of the conversation. I was just making an observation. For all you know, my observation could have been about… well, anything, really.”

“Well, the timing is a tad coincidental.”

“Well, if the shoe fits…”

“Why is it stupid for me to feel nervous?”

“Because if we allowed our nerves to control us, then we would never get anything done. Ergo, feeling nervous is stupid. Feel confident instead. Trust in yourself.”

“Okay, but why can’t you just say that instead of calling me stupid?”

“I didn’t call you stupid.”

“Calling my feelings stupid isn’t much better.”

“Got your attention though, didn’t it? And as I said before, I was just making an observation.”

“An observation we agreed was about me.”

“Did we?”

“Are you always this charming?” The man’s words dripped heavy with rhetoric and sarcasm.

The woman shrugged. “Your opinion of me doesn’t affect me. And if my opinion of you matters to you… well… that’s your problem.”

He leaned in with a dangerous smirk. “And what is your opinion of me?”

She met his look, her brown eyes full of dark trouble that made his heart race in his chest. “I don’t have an opinion of you.”

He titled his head back, hand clutching at his chest like he’d been wounded. “Ouch,” he chuckled.

She shrugged again. “World’s not always gonna be nice to you just because you look like you, pretty boy. Toughen up.”

“Name’s Luke, actually.”

“I don’t care.”

“Of course you don’t. Why would you?”

“I’m not holding you hostage, Luke. If you’re offended, you’re free to leave.”

“Maybe I don’t wanna leave. Maybe I like being offended by you.”

“Wow, you really do depend on your looks to seal the deal for you, don’t ya?”

Luke’s hands went up in surrender. “Alright, hint taken. Your need to comment on everything isn’t you flirting with me. Got it. Message received.”

“Good. Now you’re learning.”

“Must get lonely pushing people away like that.”

“Rather be alone than surrounded by fake people.”

“Ooo, now who thinks the observation’s about her?” Luke teased.

“Tad coincidental, no?”

“If the shoe fits…”

~~~

“Oh, that’s a cute shirt!” Crystal told her friend as they got ready.

“Thanks!” Victoria flashed a smile. “It’s Luke’s favorite.”

“Oh?” Crystal raised a skeptical eyebrow. “I thought you guys were just friends.”

“We are!” Victoria defended.

“Is that your favorite shirt, too?”

“I mean, I like it. But I wouldn’t say it’s my favorite.”

“Mhm…”

“Oh, whatever,” Victoria laughed as she slid a silver bracelet on her wrist.

“You don’t wear jewelry…” Crystal pointed out.

“Well I feel like wearing it tonight.”

“Didn’t Luke get you that for your birthday?”

“So? What of it?”

Crystal sighed deeply. “How long have I been your friend?”

“Like forever, which is why it was funny I never ran into Luke before I did.”

“Mhm… And in the what? Six months you’ve known him, you’re going out of your way to wear his favorite shirt and a bracelet he bought you? Even though you don’t like either because you never wear that shirt and you hate jewelry because you think it’s too flashy? But, you’re just friends with Luke?”

“You’re reading way too much into this.”

“Or you’re not reading enough into it.”

“Okay,” Victoria clicked her tongue. “Say I do like him. That doesn’t mean he likes me back. I damn near made him cry when I met him because he thought I called him stupid.”

“Okay, but you didn’t actually call him stupid. And he admitted he was flirting with you. Or trying to anyway.”

“Yeah. He tried, and I blew it, so he stopped.”

“Did he? I mean did any of your other friends get you a bracelet for your birthday?”

“No…”

“Well?”

“Okay, but why, Crys? Luke could easily have any woman on the face of the planet. Why would he want a bitch like me?”

“Hey, that’s my best friend you’re trash talking. You’re not a bitch, Tor. You just don’t play games because too many people have played games with you.”

“That may be true, but you have to admit it’s a little off-putting.”

“So what? You’re just gonna water yourself down for other people’s sake?”

“No. I shouldn’t have to.”

“Exactly. You shouldn’t have to.”

“Okay, and what does this have to do with Luke?”

“He clearly likes you if he got you a birthday gift even though you’re just friends. And you clearly like him back if you’re actually wearing it rather than letting it sit with all your other jewelry.”

“Okay, and what am I supposed to do? Go up and kiss him?”

“That’s certainly a good starting point.”

~~~

“Hey, ya made it!” Luke’s grin was wide, and his hug was warm as his arms wrapped around Victoria.

“I said I was coming, didn’t I?” she asked as she stepped out of his embrace.

“I meant that I’m glad you’re here. Shirt looks good on you. Is that the bracelet I got you?”

“Yeah.”

“Aw, you didn’t have to wear it. Crystal told me after the fact that jewelry’s not your thing. Wish she had told me before, so I could’ve bought you something you actually like, though...”

“I do like it.”

“You do?!” His blue eyes lit up with childlike excitement.

“Of course I do. You bought it for me when you didn’t have to.”

“It was your birthday. You deserved something nice.”

“That’s really sweet of you, Luke.”

“What are friends for, right?”

“Yeah. Friends. About that actually. Do you like me?”

Luke laughed. “What kind of question is that? Of course I like you, Tor.”

“Yeah I know. I mean- ugh. This is so stupid. Nevermind. Forget I said anything.”

“Whoa, hold on,” he said, his hand reaching to grab her arm as she started to move away. “If you brought it up, then it’s not stupid. So, c’mon. Talk to me, Tor.”

She stared up at him, her mind racing with trying to find the right words to say, or questions to ask. But when his tongue poked out to wet at his lips, her mind went blank as all she heard was Crystal telling her that a kiss would be a good place to start. And she hoped the other woman was right as she leaned up on her toes and closed the distance.

Luke chuckled, breaking the kiss, his thumb rubbing over where her lips had just been. “Yeah,” he nodded, his eyes sparkling pools of the softest blue. “Yeah, I like you that way. Didn’t think you felt the same.”

“I’m wearing this damn bracelet and shirt, aren’t I?”

“Ha! I knew you didn’t like the bracelet!”

“Yeah, well I’m pretty crazy about the boy who bought it, so it’s a small price to pay.”

“Pretty crazy, huh? That’s uh… a little different than just plain old like, isn’t it?”

“Oh, just shut up and kiss me.”

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Dude!! I need your advice. I kinda want to start a writing blog? I mean I'm not an awesome writer AND English is not my first language either. But like, i really want to have that something of my own u know? and to start writing for people is the first idea i got.

But damn if idk what the hell to do lol. So, if you could tell me how it was for u and how u did it would be awsome!! (Since i think your writing is amazing)

Wanna be my sidekick in this?

And also im to shy the even take off the anon lmao im in trouble haha

First of all thank you so much, I'm happy to know that you like what I write! I'll be glad to help you so don't hesitate to drop another ask or send me a dm 💕

Hopefully these tips can help you ♡

•English is not my first language either and sometimes I worry about my grammar and even if the thing I write makes sense, so the first thing is that keep the translator close to you if you're as paranoid as me!

° What I do is check that everything makes sense in both languages (Spanish and English)

° and if you wanna have more control (and use more fancy words in your fic) write everything in your mother tongue and then translate it. Remember to fix those little mistakes the translator can make!

However, takes this with a grain of salt cuz sometimes the translator fucks up no matter what...that little bitch.

•Also you're gonna use a lot of the ol' urban dictionary...yeah, that makes you feel like a grandma.

•And just to make this clear: you're gonna make a lot of weird research. I personally prefer to do the research of the nsfw things in the incognito mode...I feel less dirty lol.

•And it's not harmful to look up how a particular words is written and used, also keep in mind that English way of writing can differ from how things are written in your language.

For example, I noticed that anglos use this "" to sign when someone is talking, while in Spanish we use this —

•What about my writing style? Every writer has their own unique style of writing and that can only came out if you practice and take to time to write something. So be patient with yourself.

Visualize the scene in your head and how everything flows, sometimes those ideas then to come before you write and sometimes when you're doing it.

I reccomend you to not compare yourself to others, it's just gonna be really exhausting for you.

•What I did in this blog was to make an announcement that I was a new fanfiction writing blog and then tag all the fandoms I wanted to make stuff about.

I didn't really rely on any big blog to ask for a shout out cuz I was pretty shy at the time, but doing that sure help. It can make you more known in the community and peek the attention of potentials readers.

•You can make a character list for the characters you want to write about and list of rules your blog will rely on.

I guess that with this you can set boundaries and somehow make the work easier? Yeah

•In my opinion is really hard to grasp the personality of character perfectly, even more when you're just starting in a new fandom. However, don't let that pressure knock you off!

Keep in mind that even professional writers then to fuck up with their own creations (likes those dc people and batman or teen wolf writes for example)

•Just write whatever the fuck you wanna write, it doesn't matter if it's about an overused trope or a crazy ass idea.

It takes practice, try and error to finally have a work you can confidently say you're proud of it, besides it's those wacky fics that will help you to get better at writing.

So don't be afraid to fuck up! 🤠

•I have noticed that doing preferences (aka taking a bunch of characters and talking about what they will do in a specific situation) attracts a lot of attention.

Headcanons have this effect too. I usually prefer to write long headcanons rather than those who just put a word in the dot cuz it's annoying to me.

If you don't know what I'm talking about, it's something like this

•Juancho likes apples

•very

•fucking

•much.

•Ships tends to attract a massive audience, but I recommend you to do this as an event cuz although you're gonna have a bunch of asks, the majority of the requesters just want their ship and will leave with no trace.

Also it gets boring pretty damn fast imo.

•For some weird reason zodiac attracts a lot of people's attention, maybe we like to feel superior when some blogger says that we're compatible with our favorite character.

I know damn well that I would get excited if some random blog says that Jason Todd is compatible with aquarius (which he is cuz he's a Leo JA)

This is all that comes into my mind at the moment, but don't be afraid to send another ask if you want to idk have more advice??

#oddblue tips #writing tips

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shhh-no-ones-home · 4 years

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puppy love ted “theodore” logan x reader

+++++++++ Request from @ringa-starr "...The song being 'Sk8er Boi' by Avril Lavigne with either Bill or Ted and the reader."

This is not exactly how I expected it to be but I think it goes with the timeline pretty well, either way I hope you like it! sorry it took so long.

Song: sk8er boi by avril Lavigne +++++++++

I laughed at what my friend had said and closed my locker. Both of us pushed against it though as some kid came zooming down the hallway on his skateboard.

"Ted Logan slow down!"

Mrs Fletcher yelled but he kept moving.

"Who is that?"

I turned to my friend and she rolled her eyes.

"He's no body."

I smirked and looked at him as he continued rolling to his class.

"He's kinda cute."

She laughed.

"No y/n, a dog is cute, that is not."

She pointed behind her before hugging her books to her chest.

"Whatever Kelly, let's get to class."

We walked down the hall, pinkies intertwined. when we got into the classroom he was stood there with his skateboard in his hand talking to some blonde kid. i sent kelly a look before walking to him and tapping him on the shoulder.

"hey, that was some sick riding."

he seemed nervous but gave me a smile anyways.

"uh thanks, im ted."

he offered his hand to me and i shook it.

"y/n."

i looked him up and down.

"do you think you could show me how to do that?"

he looked down at the board and then back at me.

"i could try."

i twisted my body a few times.

"great, my place after school?"

he nodded quickly but then the other one hit his arm.

"dude we've got practice."

"oh right, uh wanna do it after our band practice?"

i smirked at him.

"sure, when and where?"

he turned around and started writing something down before handing me the paper. i looked over it.

"ill see you then."

°°°°°°°°°

i shoved my hands deep in my pockets and looked down at the address again. by now it had been more than an hour after school so i had time to change out of my 'preppy' clothes and be me. it was like flipping a switch, i could still be as swave as i needed to be but i could be comfortable too. when i came up to the house the garage was open and i could hear heavy guitar coming from the large speakers. i stepped up the driveway and looked around for a second. bill and ted were jumping around wailing on their guitars. then ted froze when he saw me. it took bill a second but he stopped and looked at me too.

"hey guys."

i waved to them and they waved back hesitantly.

"you look different."

i looked down at my outfit, it was a black t-shirt layered over a white long sleeve shirt with the sleeves pushed up to my elbows. i also had on ripped acid wash jeans and knee high purple and black striped socks you could see through the rips, with my black chuck taylor's.

"bad different?"

ted swallowed hard before shaking his head.

"not at all dude. i mean y/n."

i smiled at him and held my hands together in front of me.

"im sorry for being a little early, i kinda wanted to see you guys play, you sound really good by the way."

they both blushed

"thanks, im glad you like it. we've actually got one more song and then i can show you how to skate if you want."

i nodded quickly.

"yeah id love that."

i sat at the picnic table in bills garage and watched as they checked their amps before shredding again. i bobbed my head along with the song as they sang loudly against the speakers. when it was done they put their guitars on the stands and high fived.

"that was most excellent ted dude!"

"Yeah!"

Ted yelled back. Then bill came and sat by me.

"Ted is a most excellent skater dude. He surfs too."

Ted scratched the back of his head.

"Only because of my dad but it gets me around."

I smiled between the two of them.

"Well I think it's pretty rad, and I'm excited to learn."

Ted came over and sat on the other side of me.

"Your friends don't mind that you're doing this?"

Bill sent him a look and I shrugged.

"I don't know, why should I care what they think? Half of them have cars their dads bought them to get their love. I couldn't care less."

I laughed a little and they both smiled and nodded.

"Awesome!"

Bill said turning to Ted. Then they did that air guitar thing.

"Excellent!"

They both said excitedly and I laughed at them again.

"So, is it really like surfing?"

Ted nodded quickly.

"Okay, cause I've done that a few times before but I'm not very good at it."

I blushed a little.

"That's okay dudette, we'll go slow."

I smiled at him.

"Thanks Ted, that means a lot."

He stood up and picked his board up.

"Wanna get started?"

I nodded and followed him out to bills driveway. Thank God it was relatively flat cause I was scared to death. He set the board on the ground and offered his hand for me to take.

"Uh, I think we should start with balance, and then we'll work up to moving on your own."

I nodded and took his hand, stepping onto the board. I wobbled for a second and held his hand a little tighter. He placed his other hand on the small of my back.

"It's okay, I've got you."

I nodded and breathed deeply.

"Right."

"Okay, try moving your feet back and forth with the board, it's designed to move with you."

I looked down and did as told, rocking back and forth. I looked up at Ted and smiled.

"That's good, now try spacing your feet a little bit more, one in the middle of the board and one at the back."

We both looked down and I did as told. I looked back at him.

"That's good, do you feel more secure now?"

I nodded.

"Yeah actually I do."

He smiled widely at me.

"Okay great, now I'm gonna push you."

I held onto him, fear in my eyes.

"You're gonna what?"

He laughed a little.

"It's okay, I'm not gonna let go of you, we're just gonna move a little bit."

I nodded slowly.

"Okay."

He moved his hand a little bit on my back and started leading me forward.

"Good, bend your knees a little bit and lean in the direction you wanna go."

I looked down for a second and did as told, then we started turning. I laughed in disbelief.

"I'm actually doing it."

He kept moving with me, smile on his face.

"Yeah you are dude!"

Then he started slowing me down and stopping us.

"Wanna try pushing off yourself?"

I nodded slowly.

"Uh sure."

He let go of my back but still had my hand.

"Okay so you're gonna balance your one foot in the middle of the board. You're gonna push off with the other and when you're going as fast as you want you're gonna shift your feet so you're standing on the board like before."

I nodded.

"I think I can do that."

I stood down off the board before placing one foot on. He still had my hand and I looked at him to make sure that was right. He nodded at me. Then I pushed once with my other foot and he moved along with me as the board started rolling. I placed that foot on the board too and was actually doing it by myself, balance and everything. It really was like surfing, you were just using your legs to move forward instead of your arms. When the board slowed and came to a stop. Ted smiled widely at me.

"You did it!"

°°°°°°°°° After about an hour of practicing I was really starting to get the hang of things. I wasn't as afraid any more and Ted didn't have to hold my hand as I moved in straight lines down bills driveway.

"You're doing great dudette!"

Bill called as he tried to do kick flips on the other side of the driveway.

"Thanks Bill."

I called as I tried to keep focus on the board. Ted was still walking beside me as I moved, jogging a little as I gained more confidence to move faster. I decided to start again, going back up to the garage door and skating down to the street.

"You wanna try to take it all the way down this time?"

He asked and I nodded.

"I think so yeah."

He smiled at me.

"Okay dude, I'm right here. Let's do this."

I placed my foot on the board and pushed off, facing Ted as I started rolling down the driveway. I looked up long enough to see Kelly driving her convertible in front of bills house.

"Y/n?!"

She yelled and my eyes got wide. I wobbled forward for a second, tripping off the board. Ted caught me mid fall around the waist and spun me around in a circle before placing me on the ground and steadying me. I breathed deeply and leaned forward, resting my hands on my thighs.

"Dude are you okay?!"

Bill yelled as he ran over to us, board in hand. I watched my board roll forward and hit her front tire. Then she got out of her car and walked around it, looking disgusted at the board before walking to me. I stood upright.

"Y/n, what do you think you're doing?"

I looked to bill and Ted.

"Learning how to skateboard?"

She stomped and crossed her arms over her chest.

"He tried to kill us with one of those this morning and now your trying to ride one?!"

She said in disbelief. I shrugged.

"Yeah actually, it's super fun."

She looked like she couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"You're just doing this cause you have a crush on Ted."

I raised a brow.

"Why would that be the reason for doing this?"

She frowned.

"I don't know! But you still thinks he's cute either way!"

I shrugged again.

"So what, like you said this morning, a dog is cute,"

I looked back at him.

"And if I like him then he must be the cutest damn dog I've ever seen."

She looked mad now, holding her arms tighter to her chest. Ted just barked at her and we all laughed except her.

"How could you do this to me y/n?"

I laughed a little.

"Do what? It's not like I'm hurting you."

She pouted.

"But your hanging out with normies. They aren't special, or cool, or popular. And we are."

I shrugged again.

"Maybe getting some normal friends would do you some good Kell."

Her mouth hung open.

"Poppycock!"

I laughed.

"No Kell's, puppy love."

I corrected her and turned to Ted, scratching his head behind his ear. he started pannting like a dog, kicking his leg. We all laughed again as he stopped and I turned back to her.

"You should really try it sometime Kell's. Skateboarding is fun and so is making new friends."

She just shook her head.

"Whatever y/n, I'm not hanging out with them at school so you'd better get as much time with them as you can afterwards."

I laughed a little.

"Yeah okay."

I said sarcastically. She turned around to walk to her car.

"I mean it y/n I'm not sitting with them at lunch. I won't do it."

She got back in her car and looked at me.

"I'll see you tomorrow."

I waved at her.

"See ya."

Then she drove off, the skateboard rolling a little further into the street. I ran and picked it up and brought it back to bill and Ted. They looked between each other before looking back at me.

"So, puppy love?"

Ted asked. I laughed a little and blushed.

"Maybe."

Ted smiled widely.

"Come on, let's keep practicing."

#wattpad #x reader #ted Theodore logan #bill and teds bogus journey #bill and teds excelent adventure #imagines #one shots #request #168

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