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smashingdollz · 1 year

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hihi<3 could I request callie and raihan x

Streamer s/o? s/o wants to be the best streamer ever and really likes wearing cute stuff for their streams :3?

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hi hi anon! i dont write for Callie but i can give it a try! also i love this prompt so much oh my gosh- thank you for the request! have a nice day anon! <3

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-Callie tends to use her status as a pop star and former Inkopolis air host as a way to promote your streams! whenever shes in an interview and they ask her what she likes to do in her free time she replies with, "I enjoy watching my partner, Y/Ns streams! theyre really entertaining and fun!" in general she always finds a way to mention your stream.

-and because of Callie youve grown a lot as a streamer, you used to go live for about 50 people a day. which you didnt mind because the community was wonderful. but now thanks to her, youre averaging way more! thanks to her youre community has grown a lot! so many nice people who are fans of Callie join your lives and say so many nice things! youve grown quite a big online family.

-and Callie makes sure to call out the people who say negative things in your lives and reassures that youre the best. she lurks in chat while you steam and whenever she sees a mean comment flow by she calls them out for it. she says, "If youre mean to Y/N, then youre no fan of mine"

-since you enjoy wearing cute stuff in your streams Callie loves to choose out cute outfits for you to wear! and if its a lazy stream were youre just chatting shell pick out a cute cozy onesie for you! she might even make you a cute outfit herself or have one of her designers to make one for you, as a somewhat signature outfit for your streams.

-sometimes Callie will even join you while your streaming, and when she does shell match whatever cute outfit your wearing that stream. this leads you guys into doing a fashion show for youre viewers. youll go find cute outfits and ask chat for their opinions.

-(the two of you would play those cute little dress up/fashion games. and definitely those "Papa's Freezaria/Pizzaria/etc" games)

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-much like Callie, he also uses his reputation to promote your streams! whenever hes in interviews hell do the same thing as Callie and find a way to mention your streams! he'll even post about you from time to time.

-he'll buy you cute clothing and cute pokemon onesies for you to wear on stream! he'll have you pose with him and take a picture of and post it online with the caption of; "My partner is live right now! go check them out!" and you automatically get a lot of nice people and comments on your streams!

-he'll happily play games with you on stream. but it will take a lot of convincing for him to put on a Pokemon onesie and sit down with you as you chat with the viewers, he of course gives in because he cant say no to you forever. soon he fully embraces it and takes a photo of the two of you in matching Pokemon onesie and posts it. and sometimes the two of you dress up your own Pokemon in cute things and have them join in on the stream! the viewers really enjoy that.

-he defiantly supports your goal of being one of the best streamers. hes always there to take care of you when youre in need while streamin, need water? hes on it. youre humgry? he makes you a 5 course meal so you could enjoy, he doesnt mind you watibg or drinking on stream but sometimes he makes you take a break so you could actually enjoy yourself and not strain yourself. he makes sure streaming doesnt stress you out and that its something that you should enjoy and not feel like a chore.

-as i said before, he loves to play games with you while streaming. thet two of you would be playing a horror game and people would expect you to be the one screaming and holding onto Raihan, but its actually the opposite. hes screaming at the horrific visuals holding onto you as you concentrate(youre carrying the whole game, he died and just let you go on without him), trying to beat the game so you guys could play a happy two player game.

-(i also feel like he would be absolutely terrified of those Roblox horror games 💀)

i hope you enjoyed this! i had so much fun writing this! (oh also i didnt realize you didnt specify if you wanted a story, headcannons, etc. so i did headcannons by default. next time please specify if you want something specific! /not mad)

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starsunderwaterr · 1 year

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Sleeping with the Idols + Cap’n 3 + 8! (pt. 1)

Okay for all you dirtballs out there, this is NOT that kind of sleeping. I’m splitting this into 2 parts just because there’s 9 characters including 3 and 8 and I don’t want this post to be as long as my mental disorders

Update: I added more to these babies because my other parts are longer and I wanted it to be fair <3 enjoy loves!!

(Y/N) — your name

(N/N) — nickname

All characters involved are 18+

Minors DNI

Warnings: swearing

Callie!

girl is literally the cutest thing ever I stgggg

She has 2 settings when she naps/sleeps

Either she curls into a tight ball and cocoons herself into her corner of the bed

Or she is sprawled out all over taking up all the space

Don’t be surprised if she snags the blankets from you a lot

Or kicks them off

She requires likes when you kiss her forehead before going to sleep or nap because it makes her feel loved

Can get cuddly with you if she’s cold and really needy

Will nuzzle right up to you in tight ball form but will also shove her cold ass feet onto you and startle you awake

Is literally the queen of the burritoed girlfriend trend

Will make you hold her in a blanket burrito to fall asleep sometimes, especially if she’s had a hard day or isn’t feeling too well

Will whine if you don’t snuggle with her (for the most part it’s playful)

Like the princess she is, feed her snacks when she’s cuddled up with you

Girl has it rough enough as is, a little pampering here and there from her favorite person ever (don’t tell Marie) wouldn’t kill her

She will feed you too, because she’s just that much of a sweetheart

After feeding Callie a small cookie, she smiled, grabbing one for you

“Open, hun~” She cooed, and you obliged, rolling your eyes as you ate the sweet treat

“Such a cutie..” She mumbled to herself, making you die

Will occasionally be found in the weirdest sleeping positions ever

You found girlie with her body half off the bed once like she was doing gymnastics and she was unbothered, dreaming away

You had to pick her up and place her on the bed normally because her face was turning bright red PFFTTT—

When you did, this girl straight up wakes up and goes “I was comfortable!” “Babe, you were asphyxiating-” “Well excuse me if I want to be a gymnast when I dream”

Speaking of which, not the first time you’ve had to carry her to bed so she didn’t die

One time, she fell asleep at the recording booth over a bunch of sheet music and almost banged her head on a huge amplifier

Secretly loves when you carry her to bed bridal style and just melts into you

Wraps her arms around your neck and plays with the hairs on the nape of your neck and gives you a look with the most love ever

Overall, a needy lil baby, who’s a lil concerning, but so adorable

Marie!

Miss Marie man

She’s typically a side sleeper, so she really enjoys when your hands are on her waist or wrapped around

Doesn’t always like to cuddle but when she’s in the mood she’s very into it

Also loves to be the big spoon

She’ll literally hold you as you’re passed out on her chest, rubbing your head with one hand and will be reading a book or something with the other hand LMFAOO

Would literally do taxes with you asleep on her LMFAOO

When she’s needy, she loves to be kissed all over her face and held tightly

She will bury her face in your shirt and hug you so tight, like you’re going to disappear

It’s a side of her that not even Callie has seen, and don’t you dare tell a soul about it because she’s never this vulnerable with anyone

Typically doesn’t move much during sleep but will say some funny stuff from time to time

It’s because she’s so stressed, poor baby

One time, at a sleepover with you, her, and Callie, she went on a whole rant about why her charger should get a full course meal

You and Callie couldn’t breathe from how adamant she was about it

“*loud groan* Ugh, someone get me my charger!”

You and Callie, who were laying down in your sleeping bags, exchanged a look with each other before looking back to Marie

You had to be sure you were hearing this ish straight bc she was still asleep

“Mmpfh...give him the tuxy driver...the tuxedo driver”

Bruh...WHAT

You and Callie were so confused, but you didn’t realize how good it was going to get

“Make sure he has his cape!”

You both looked back at each other and began to laugh, not really understanding what was happening

Out of sheer amusement, you decided to try responding to her to see what would happen

“Why?”

“HE NEEDS HIS SPECIAL PEAS!”

Instant laughter from the both of you, cameras out

“This is not a laughing matter...it’s SERIOUS.”

Okay, that’s it

You and Callie laughed so hard that you ended up waking up Marie

When she got out of her sleep daze, you both showed her, and she evaporated in shock

That Marie’s breaking point regarding stress LMFAOO

Pearl!

Wowie it’s the skrunkly creature

She is exactly that when she goes to sleep

Will emerge from thin air and will stand in your doorway at 3 AM in her big ass hoodie demanding she gets in bed with you

Doesn’t care if she scares the shit out of you, she’ll just stand there menacingly until she gets what she wants #richkidcore

You were sleeping soundly, just enjoying your rest when you felt the urge to wake up, you felt like someone was there

When you finally did and sat up, you almost shit your pants

In your doorway stood Pearl, her arms crossed in her oversized hoodie and socks

Her expression was sharp, but her eyes showed you how she really felt

You jumped, holding your chest, “Pearl?! What the hell?!” You had given her the key to her apartment in case she ever needed it, but you didn’t think she would come this late

“I tried texting you and calling you to see if you were up, but you didn’t answer, so I came.” She said, matter-of-factly, making you sigh

If you could SEE you would notice that there was a small smirk on her face

You made a gesture for her to come forward, and like wildfire she ran to you, getting into bed and settling in

Instantly, she hugs you, her arms gripping the fabric of your shirt tightly

You rested your chin on her head, feeling her sigh with content into your neck as she finally relaxed

“You’re such a shrimphead, you know that?” You sighed, giggling a little near the end

Pearl only grumbled, mumbling a “shut up...” somewhere in there

Don’t you dare ask her why, she doesn’t want to explain that she’s needy and wants attention

Let her come to you unless prompted otherwise

Rub her head, bro

She loves that shit sm but she hates to admit it

If you stop, she’ll grab your hand and put it back so you can continue

And you know damn well that she’ll give you that look too

Usually will wrap her arms around your torso super tight or will climb into your hoodie or shirt and just stay there

Will sleep like that while you do other stuff like go on your laptop or scroll through your phone

Sometimes if she wakes up, she’ll glance at what you’re scrolling and make a comment or will watch videos with you all the while she’s literally underneath your shirt in the crook of your neck

Minding your own business with your skrunkly girlfriend sleeping in your shirt, you scrolled online, watching some random art video

Out of nowhere, you hear a quiet, “I like the colors they used”

You almost shit yourself

You jumped, looking down at her as she smirked up at you like “haha, yeah, I did that, bitch”

Girl knows exactly how to give you heart attacks and your sleep paralysis demons inspiration but she’s adorable and a whole 10/10

Marina!

bruh you ain’t sleeping with Marina, Marina’s sleeping with you—

Girl is almost always the big spoon and is unapologetic about it

She absolutely loves giving physical affection to her loved ones, so if she can hold you from behind or even have you rest on her chest boobies, she’ll be the happiest girl alive

Is the type of girlfriend to ask you how your day has been when you’re getting into bed

If the answer is not a favorable one, she’ll give you a hug and try to get you to open up about it because she genuinely cares

You got into bed, just wanting to go to sleep and get the day over with when you heard the velvety voice of your beloved, “How was your day, (N/N)?”

You glanced over at your girlfriend, feeling tears instantly swell in your eyes

Noticing, Marina’s face grew concerned, and she placed a soft hand on your blanketed thigh, “Are you okay?”

....goddddd....

That’s all it took for you to burst into tears and be swooped up in a hug

Made sure that you got your tears out and let you rant out your woes while also giving you plenty of kisses and damn good advice

Will 100% read you to sleep if you want

Her voice is just,,,HHHGHGHGHGHGH

It’s literally perfect and soft asf, so you’re able to drift off within minutes

Although, her favorite thing you do at bedtime is when she’s reading to you, and she thinks you’re asleep, but then she’ll hear a super sleepy, “Why did you stop? It was getting good...”

With that she will literally smother you and tell you how cute you are there is no denying it

Will always make sure that you’re warm and cozy

She definitely sleeps with a plushie and if you aren’t there, and hugs it when she sleeps because she misses holding you

When you come home from a trip or vice versa, she gets super needy and cuddly because she’s been without her bub for awhile!

Will be borderline sobbing when she can hold you again because you mean that much to her

Literally sleeps like an angel and is always looking her best when she does

You have so many pictures of her saved on you phone of her when she’s been sleeping or napping because she’s just so adorable

When you two were cuddling once, she saw that your lockscreen was a photo of her sleeping in a pile of blankets, the sun hitting her face in the perfect angle

Girl was so flustered she couldn’t speak a proper sentence

Overall, a soft angel who only wants the best for you

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gogo-the-king · 1 year

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Smokin' With Idols - The Squid Sisters

(No Polyamory in this because...you know...C o u s i n s)

Marie

Isn’t particular about any form of consumption, but she is in love with reefers. She’ll pass a blunt with you any day of the week but she loves her reefers.

Will straight up head to the local Shell gas station high as hell and come back with your favorite drink and snack. There is nothing this girl won’t do to make sure you have a good time.

Marie will jack the blunt from you if you aren’t paying attention to it. Straight up, YOINK, and she gon smoke like half of it before you get it back.

She lets the blunt fizzle out sometimes and isn’t too happy when you do it, but she does it too so it’s all good. Definitely fell asleep with that ho one time and smoked it all as soon as she woke up.

She talks a LOT when she’s high, she’ll ramble on like no one else and talk your ear off the whole time. She’ll quiet down sometimes and just be mumbling it’s funny as hell.

Marie can crack jokes back to back to back and have you in stitches laughing. She is so funny when she’s high it’s serious. Marie will have yo high ass drooling bro it’s so bad.

Marie is a whole party by herself bro, she has so many people she can smoke with (Shiver and Frye, just to name a few-)

(If you’re taller) Marie will hop into your hoodie and just peer out to everyone. The ultimate snuggle bro. (If you’re shorter) She’ll carry you around and hug you like a stuffed animal.

Super affectionate when y’all are smoking together. Marie wants to stay close to you, you’re her safe space. You know that she’s been through some shit and you stayed right by her side when things were getting way too rough. She trusts you so hold her close, play with her hair, hold her hand, and rub her back.

She loves Sour Patch Squids bro, she’ll gobble up a whole bag in like 30 minutes once the munchies hit. Marie will fuck up your WHOLE pantry bro. Popcorn? Eaten. Drinks? Guzzled bro she is a FIEND.

Marie once went to an eating contest while high out of her mind and won so fast bro. Bragging rights and all like you had to lead her ass back to the car she was so high. (There was a picture taken and she was so fried omg-)

Overall Marie is the prime smoking partner, she’ll have you fall asleep and best believe she will wrap you up in some blankets. Give her some smooches, Sour Patch Squids, and a blue raspberry slushie bro and she is SET.

Callie

This girl is so inexperienced, like MY GOD GIRL!! Are you Good?? You were definitely the smoker in the relationship. Callie asked to try it once and was hooked no matter how much she coughed. This girl got HOOKED hooked.

Callie obviously had a better experience with edibles. You gave her a weed brownie, bro she passed the hell out while holding a half-eaten one.

She loves taking pictures so she has a whole collection of photos of you both high out of your minds. Her favorite ones are the ones where she’s on your lap and giving you a kiss on the cheek. (Has one as her wallpaper)

This girl can make you a whole meal and not even realize that she did it. The next day she’ll have no idea why the pasta’s all gone lmao

To be completely honest, things get really NSFW with her when she’s high. Like she will give you some damn hickeys without a care in the world(And do more than JUST that, trust). She’ll give you tongue too, NO SHAME.

She prefers to have it just be you two when you’re smoking. Callie thinks that she’ll embarrass herself if she’s high around people so she can’t have a good time with folks she doesn’t know. But if Marie’s around? She gives no fucks like she’ll give you a whole hickey while Marie’s smoking right next to y’all.

Callie really likes the way that you feel when you’re in your swim form so if you let her hold you like a plushie then she’ll be entertained for hours. It is so easy to entertain her, bro, have her sit in front of the TV with a baby sensory video going and then head to the store. Bro, she’ll be staring at that screen, wide-eyed, when you get back.

Will totally swim around with you on the floor. She'll hug you in swim form too! Two cephalopods just hugging right in the middle of the kitchen ^^ (Marie’s snapped pics…)

Callie takes walks with you when she’s fried asf and by god the entertainment she’s brought to the public is astounding. She’s the one that’ll look like a tired fan with a celebrity it’s great. Callie once woke up to about 55+ photos of random stuff she thought looked cool while she was out walking.

She’s actually pretty quiet when she’s high, the polar opposite of Marie. Callie can lend a good ear for you though. She’ll sit there and listen to whatever going on and just stare at whoever talking.

Killer munchies. Callie has combined foods that are never supposed to go together and gobble it up like it’s nothing. Rolled up a pizza into a burrito and ate that ho fast as hell. You couldn’t even get a bite LMAO

An excellent smoking partner overall. She’s attached to your hip like nothing else so give her all the attention she wants. Spoil her a little because she needs it (poor girl) let her know that you’re gonna stick around for her because she fo sho didn’t have a good support system some years back.

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poketrainerzee · 1 year

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Callie x Agent!Reader (minor spoilers for Splatoon 3)

This is just a fun little oneshot that I’m writing to destress. Gender-neutral Reader! Second person pov

When you came to the splatlands with the Squidbreak, you had no idea what to expect. Sure, you’ve read about this place before. But seeing it was a different feeling. Callie was excited, even if this was just for a mission.

She clung to your arm while you, her, and Marie were making the way towards the Alterna. “Do you think it’ll be warm?” Marie wondered as she brushed pass some grass. Callie shook her head, “No way! I’m freezing!” She rubbed her arms. You nodded slowly.

“This place,” she mumbled, “it’s definitely new.” The final stop was the end of the clearing. A full grassland covered in thick, fluffy snow. You shivered a little, but you noticed Callie was still shivering. You turned to her, slowly taking off your jacket. “Do you want this?” You offered, handing it to her. “Yeah,” She smiled, “Thanks 6!”

“Y/n, 2.”

Callie looked at you with a wide-eyed wonder, seemingly nervous at using your real name. Especially during undercover work. But she couldn’t help but savor the idea. She had always liked you, but could never tell if it was just platonic or if it was romantic. But god you were pretty, she had to admit. The nervousness flowed through her body as she slowly took your jacket, a simple black pleather jacket with “06” patched onto the back. She smiled and thanked you quietly, a blush forming on her face.

Marie cleared her throat. “Look, you two can have your moment later. We need to find a way across the water.”

#splatoon #splatoon x reader #x reader #Callie x Reader #callie and marie #splatoon 3

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splatoon-headcanonz · 1 year

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Hey! Sorry if this is a bit awkwardly written (first time requesting) but could I get some Callie, harmony and Annie romantic headcanons with a S/O that's completely oblivious? (EX: attempting to flirt and S/O shrugging it off as just a friendly compliment)

Sorry if it's a lot of characters! (You can just do one of them if you want)

Have a nice day!!! Stay hydrated!!!

\✧\Callie, Harmony and Annie with oblivious Reader/✧/

>Callie

Trying really hard

Thinks it's kinda cute how oblivious you are

She took it as a little challenge to tell you her feelings without outright saying it

Marie does help her but she's also tempted to just tell you

Callie is constantly showering you with compliments

She even invites you to the studio and lets you listen to their songs early

If you still don't get it at the end of the day she'll wait until a perfect opportunity for her confession appears

>Harmony

I assume she's kind of bad with her feelings already

Maybe she'll give you some sort of discount at Hotlantis??

Sometimes she zones out a bit staring at you

Invites you to play arcade games in her free time

She'd also help you decorate anything you want

Asks the rest of her band and Barry about what she should do

They make you cute little gifts together

They made you a bracelet once that said 'I love you!"

̶You responded with "Aww, I love you too, bracelet!"

>Annie

She's already shy so... Yea that might be a problem

Cod forbid Moe says something bad about you, she'll never live it down

Spyke and the other shopkeepers try to subtly hint at it but it doesn't work

She buys you clothes on occasion

She also pays Spyke/Murch a bit in advance if you order anything from her online shop

One day you'll be on a little date she invited you on and someone will finally spill the beans

She'll be so embarrassed about it she won't be able to look you in the face for a few weeks

But she does give you little notes and gifts through her friends

Sorry this took so long btw I had some irl complications but I'll do my best! -Larry

#splatoon #splatbands #squid sisters #chirpy chips #abxy #callie #callie x reader #paruko #harmony #paruko x reader #harmony x reader #annie splatoon #annie x reader

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piles-of-paper-and-pens · 1 year

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REQUESTING AGAIN:p this time could i request a callie x reader first kiss drabble? :3

YOU! GRABS YOU AFFECTIONATELY ur my only consistent asker, i thank you so much... ur the reason this blog gets fed, thank you so so much, you are welcomed here anytime. also a TWOFFER??? WOWIE ZOW. again, not a drabble but a small blurb, i'm sorry

big bright blush [callie x reader; splatoon]

bro will kiss you at your first date unless you kiss her first. one small peck and her face irrupts into a big bright blush, it's cute honestly. she will tell marie about for hours before her cousin tells her to shut up about it. will ask for more kisses, quickly getting more confident after every ask. she likes to kiss your cheek (you didn't hear this from me, but marie likes to kiss your hand). kiss her please.

a/n: i'm considering writing the actual drabble of this scenario later, when i'm not as busy. again, thank you so much for requesting, i hope you liked it!

#splatoon #splatoon x reader #the squid sisters #callie #callie splatoon #callie x reader #callie splatoon x reader #splatoon 2 #splatoon 3 #splatoon 2 x reader #splatoon 3 x reader

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raventreehouse · 1 year

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Hi yes I’m back on my bullshit once more. I thought I’d give you guys something to eat while me and Gigi work on the light in the dark >:)

Any hypno Callie fans out here? Because this meal is perfected just for you <3

#callie #splatoon callie #callie x reader #splatoon callie x reader #splatoon x reader #hypno callie

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4low3r · 1 year

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hey flowerrrrr!!!!!!!!! its your local lesbian genderfluid novaaa here to request!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! can you do...... callie x harmony x reader fluff hcs?????? likeeeeee...... after a really stressful day you go home and they help comfort you!!!!!!! cuddles n stuffs!!!!! kk im gonna go kiss my callie plush now BYE THXXXXXX!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hi !! FIRST REQUEST LETS GOOO

Might be a bit ooc for harmony bc I don’t really know much ab her so yeah sorry😭😭!!

(Not proofread)

Callie & Harmony x Stressed! Reader

( reader gender not specified, so I’ll use they / them as a basis 🥳🥳)

Today was stressful and you were burnt out as you walked home from school

The walk wasn’t helping either, each step you got more and more tired and burnt out that you already were.

Approaching your shared apartment with your 2 lovers, you were thinking about how you would just crash and chill for the rest of the day.

Knowing that Callie and Harmony wouldn’t come home until later in the night, you were surprised to see both of them on your shared couch, watching some sort of movie together.

You walked in and took your shoes off as they got up to greet you.

Callie seemed happy as ever too see you, while Harmony quiet yet lovingly greeted you as well.

While Callie was rambling about her day and question about yours, Harmony knew something was odd.

You seemed more tired than you usually were and more out of it.

Harmony asked straight up if you were ok, wondering what was up.

Once Callie had finally noticed, she was worried as ever.

Although reluctant in not wanting to make them worry, you told them about your day and how burnt out and tired you were.

Callie would proceed to hug you while Harmony would put their hand over yours in a worried, yet loving way.

Callie escorted you to your bedroom while Harmony went to the kitchen to go get some snacks and drinks.

Callie tucked you into bed as she got on it herself

Harmony came back with the snacks and they both cuddled up against you.

They put on your favorite show as they are your favorite snacks and helped you unwind from your hard day.

“It’ll be ok, let’s just relax an cuddle together!” Callie said as she kissed you.

You and Harmony smiled at the statement as you got more comfortable by the second.

Your eyelids getting heavier, you drifted off to sleep as you were content, snuggled up between your two favorite people.

(( broooo I haven’t wrote in a hot minute so sorry if it’s bad😭😭))

Thank you for requesting !! ~

#splatoon #splatoon 2 #splatoon 3 #callie #callie x reader #callie splatoon #harmony #fluff #polyamourous

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calliddle · 1 month

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Got inspired from someone on twitter!

You can imagine him with anyone but in my head specifically it's with yuu so-

#calli arts #twisted wonderland #twst #disney twisted wonderland #riddle rosehearts #riddle rosehearts x mc #riddle rosehearts x yuu #riddle rosehearts x reader

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blindmagdalena · 5 months

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The Drug In Me Is You

18+ 3.2k vampire!homelander x supe f!reader. dacryphilia, noncon, p-in-v, blood drinking, possessive homelander, vampire bites as an aphrodisiac, cunnilingus, fingering, kidnapping, reader is held captive, gaslighting, abuse. dead dove!

Ever since Homelander got his cold dead hands on you, you've been the answer to his every prayer. You exist solely for him, kept safe in his home, delicious to the point where he refuses any blood that isn't yours. He isn't conscious of the extent he's grown to rely on you until the day he comes home to find you gone.

written for Monsterlander Mania! thank you @staarboyyy for the incredible vamplander gif. 🖤

There are few things that Homelander despises more in this world than summer. While the heat doesn’t bother him even beneath the thick layers of his suit, the rest of the world isn’t so lucky.

The meet and greets are by far the worst; a crowded collection of sweaty bodies piling in against one another like directed cattle, stewing in their own filth just long enough to reek of their own humanity by the time they’re touching him with clammy hands.

He’s never more grateful for his suit–especially his gloves–than during these occasions.

On top of that, these sardine can buildings become an echoing cacophony of juicy, throbbing hearts, every single one of them pounding in eager anticipation. Indoor events are better for blocking out the sun, but worse for every other aspect when it comes to his senses.

By the end of the day, his skull is throbbing and his stomach is twisting itself into knots. He needs quiet. He needs home. He needs to eat.

It’s dark by the time he lands on his balcony, the hour late. While he does prefer flying at night, he doesn’t like coming home so late. He tugs off his glove to use the thumbpad, which unlocks his automatic door. Stepping inside, he then hits a switch that triggers his blackout blinds to close behind him alongside the door.

“What a fucking day,” he grouses, making his way to the kitchen. “Twelve hours of this shit. I hate summer,” he says, tossing both of his gloves onto the kitchen counter. He reaches into the fridge and pulls out a bottle of water and a dark, thick green slurry in a tall lidded cup. It’s packed full of everything he both needs and likes, but perhaps most important is the iron content.

He goes through a fair amount of that.

“But I’m glad I’m home,” he says, carrying both beverages to his bedroom. “Because it looks like someone didn’t drink their shake.”

Homelander stops dead in his tracks, staring blankly at his empty bed. Standing perfectly still, he listens for the familiar cadence of your breath. The beat of your heart. Anything to tell him where the fuck you are. When he hears nothing, he drops the drinks unceremoniously to the floor and spins on his heel, instantly tearing through the penthouse.

He doesn’t smell blood or death, but the thought of you dead seizes him anyways, hurling him instantly into a panic. He scans through every wall and ceiling, but you’re not here. He calls your name, shouting it down each hall, but he’s met only with the reverberations of his own distraught voice.

At the front door, Homelander moves to input the code to open it, but halts abruptly. The panel is green. It hasn’t locked. Pulling it open, a thin piece of plastic falls away from the mechanism. It had been blocking the lock from securing.

Wednesday is grocery day, he recalls distantly. A staff member came to restock the fridge. They must have had the door propped open, and you…

Left.

You left.

Homelander rips the door open, nearly yanking it off the hinges, and storms down the hall, fangs bared. You must have waited until it was late and the guard presence was scarce, otherwise someone would have reported you. You can’t have gone far.

When Vought realized that the continued development of Homelander’s powers came with a particular quirk that necessitated the consumption of human blood, they began the process of ensuring he always had a steady supply to keep him from eating his adoring fans. He never really cared about where the blood came from until he tasted yours.

Yours was special. It did something no one else’s ever had; it made him feel alive. He could taste the world in ways he never could before, and if he drank enough, he swore he could feel his heart start to beat. None of the scientists knew why. It didn’t matter to him. From that point on, he wasn’t interested in drinking from anyone other than you.

That was when he decided to keep you close at hand. Cut out the middleman.

You belong to him, and you have for months. He’s taken the utmost care of you, ensuring that you could have everything you need within the confines of his penthouse. The finest foods, every form of entertainment one could dream of, exquisite service at your fingertips and most compellingly of all, the love and adoration of the world’s greatest hero.

So why the fuck would you leave?

Homelander rips through the tower. He’s furious, wounded and hungry. Those few security guards smart enough to get out of his way evade his rampage while a couple of unlucky ones wind up with their own personal craters in various walls.

He can smell the intoxicating allure of you trailing a path through the halls, but the combination of his hunger and his rage makes following it disorienting. He’s in no condition to hunt–he’s become sickeningly complacent in your time together, more reliant on you than he ever would have admitted freely. He’s grown to love the wait, letting himself feel his hunger so that you taste all the sweeter on his tongue.

Now the churn of it in his gut burns like fire.

Nevertheless, he is relentless, and within minutes he finds you in the garden just outside the tower, locked in by looming steel gates. You aren’t even properly dressed, garbed only in the thin loungewear he keeps you in, barefoot and combing your fingers through a tall hedge full of flowers just beginning to wither, their pink petals curled and browning.

You don’t even notice him until he’s upon you, snatching your wrist and whirling you around so sharply, the hedge behind you drops its wilting petals in a flurry. He must be a fearsome sight if your expression is anything to go by, your eyes wide and panicstricken.

“What the fuck were you thinking?” He hisses through his teeth, fangs fully protracted. You take a breath to speak, but he doesn’t want to hear it. He jostles you by your shoulders to cut you off, fingers biting into your arms. “Do you have any idea how fucking worried I was?”

Your pulse is racing. He can hear it, feel it in your wrist beneath his thumb. The sound of it is nearly enough to throw him to the ground, to shred the thin veneer of humanity he wears and give in to the bloodlust. His thumbnail tilts ever so slightly, biting a crescent mark into the supple flesh of your wrist. Never have you felt more tender in his hands. Never has he come so close to tearing you apart.

One slip, and you would be spilling red all over his tongue.

“I just–” you begin, but he pulls you sharply up into his arms, seething so furiously that he can’t stand to hear you speak. He’s too far gone. Too fucking hungry.

“We’ll talk at home,” he grits out, and with a sonic boom that rips the remaining blossoms from the hedge in a flurry, he launches into the sky, purposefully flying too fast to allow for conversation. He holds you to his chest as tightly as he dares, landing back on his balcony with a thud. He uses the thumbpad and damn near tears the door off the hinges pulling it open.

Homelander doesn’t have time to waste. You bounce a few times with the way he drops you onto the bed. Glancing up, he catches sight of himself in the myriad of mirrors. No wonder you looked at him the way you did. He looks crazed, lips parted around his fangs, his usual bright blue eyes shining pure crimson.

It’s fine. It’s fine. Everything will be fine after this.

You scramble up the bed, moving backwards on your hands, but he catches you by the ankle and yanks you back down it, climbing on top of you with a frustrated noise that fades off into a sigh. “Y’see what you do to me?” He asks, voice low and frayed. You yelp when he rips your shirt clean apart, exposing your top half completely. Your skin is adorned beautifully with the history of your night.

You bruise easily for a supe. Your blood just loves to rush to the surface for him, vessels full and bursting under his grip. The memory of inflicting these marks is so intoxicating that even in his frenzy he can’t help but lean down and drag his tongue over one of the bruises that mottle the pretty skin of your chest. Under his tongue, you feel like ripe fruit yearning to be bitten into.

“Please, Homelander, stop,” you plead prettily. He can hear your tears in the tremble of your voice, practically taste the salt in the air.

Good, he thinks viciously. Cry. Regret. Never do this to me again.

“Played a dangerous game tonight, sweetheart,” he tells you, that pet name dripping with affection and venom in equal measure. He forces your legs apart and settles between them, tearing what little clothing remains on your body like paper and tossing it aside. He presses his palms down against your thighs, and the heat of you compared to the chill of his fingers nearly burns. He pushes your legs up and apart, soaking in the sweet smell of your cunt.

Sex and feeding have always gone hand in hand for Homelander. Vought tried for years to satiate him with plastic blood bags and artificial alternatives, but it never fed him the way a meal he could fuck does. Still, all of them paled in comparison to you. Your inner thighs are a mixture of both new and faded punctures that dot your body in matching pairs, scars that he hopes never fade. They mark you as his.

Neither of you will ever settle for another ever again. “I didn’t mean to make you worry, please–please let me explain,” you weep, trying to squirm out of his grasp. With a predatory growl he yanks you back into place, unwilling to listen.

The hunger is driving him to madness. He can feel your pulse like it’s his own, the sound of it thundering in his ears until it threatens to split his skull in half. His nails bite into your skin while he leans in, deaf to your begging as he closes his eyes and opens his mouth wide, sinking his fangs into the soft, succulent meat of your inner thigh.

Your blood spills into his mouth like rich ambrosia. He moans loudly, losing himself to the taste and the heat. Your blood is transcendent, going beyond nourishment. Your pulse reminds his heart to beat. The more he drinks, the more the warmth of you fills his frigid body, thawing out his sanity alongside it. Your heat courses steadily through him, the fervor of it vanishing that nauseating pound from his skull until the only throb he’s left with is the one between his legs.

He sucks in a wet breath when he breaks away from you, panting his delirious pleasure. There’s nothing in this world than the high that comes after being satiated from a frenzy. It’s like he’s floating, his tongue and throat tingling with your sweet nectar.

He isn’t the only one tingling. He can smell the heady musk of your arousal. Your fearful tears are no match for the effect his bite has on your body, how his saliva mingles with your blood and makes you ache for him.

Without his hunger deafening him to the world, he can focus again. He takes a moment to lap at where he’s bitten you, cleaning up the blood that dripped from the wounds. He trails his blood-warmed tongue inward, far from placated.

He pins your thighs down flush to the bed and nestles into the sweet core of you, plunging his tongue eagerly into your cunt. Your body jolts, but he holds you steady, eagerly swirling his tongue, collecting the taste of you to drink down. He sucks hungrily at your clit, pulling off of it with wet little pops, kissing and licking and sucking until you’re writhing beneath him for all the right reasons.

Devouring you like this is working him back up into a different kind of frenzy. He slips one finger into you, then two, mouthing your clit while he fucks you with his fingers, coaxing more and more from you. Your walls feel so fucking soft and velvety around his fingers, and his need to feel you quivering around his cock is rapidly outpacing his hunger for the taste of your cunt. With one last deep plunge of his tongue, he lifts himself over you, reaching down to hurriedly unclasp his belt, staring down at you with lust glazed eyes.

You’re a mess. Your whole body is flushed with heat, and you’ve barely stopped moaning since he bit you. He’s heard the effects of his bite described like a fever, a delirious experience that robs you of your senses and leaves you desperate for more, for anything of him. Even so, you haven’t stopped crying. It makes you look sweet. Vulnerable. Fucking delicious.

“Mmm, you’re pretty when you cry, baby,” he says, running his tongue along his teeth, over the sharp juts of his fangs. He gets his cock free and adjusts himself between your legs, laying over you. “This your way of saying sorry? Because it’s working,” he tells you, bracing one hand on the bed next to you while he uses the other to hold the base of his cock, dragging the head of it up and down through the wet mess of your pretty pussy lips. “Show me how sorry you are, sweetheart. Be good for me,” he murmurs against your skin, nuzzling at your throat.

Opening his mouth, Homelander bites into your neck at the same time he thrusts forward, letting out a muffled, ragged moan as he sinks into you on both fronts, shuddering with how fucking good it feels, tight and wet and hot as sin. Between that and the fresh rush of your blood down his throat, he ascends to a state of goddamn euphoria.

You make a noise somewhere between a sob and a moan. He drinks you up, savors the sound of you as much as he does the taste. He snaps his hips, wastes no time fucking you deep, holding you still with the lock of his jaw while he pounds you into the mattress.

“Oh, ffffuck,” he groans, lips bloodied. He laps at the blood on your neck, the sound of it as wet as his cock hammering your cunt with the relentlessness of a machine, utterly inhuman in the way he takes you. “So good to me, aren’t you? Feeding me, taking me. Mmm, fuck, m’close,” he says, nuzzling at your skin, enamored with the warmth of you.

With the ravenous insanity of his bloodlust fading, his thrusts become less brutal. He hikes your thigh over his hip and holds it there, sliding into a rhythm that’s something closer to making love. Your cunt quivers all around him, and by the noises you’re making he knows you’re electrified, out of your mind with the haze of pleasure that his bite induces. “M’gonna take care of you, too. You know that, don’t you? Yeah, y’do, and you won’t ever fucking leave me again. Don’t know what I’d do if I lost you,” he pants, mouthing at the shell of your ear.

It’s a lie. He knows what he would do. He would punish any world that dared take you from him. The thought alone would be enough to enrage him all over were he not so deeply soothed by your iron on his tongue and your soft body giving into him. If he had breath to give, it would be stolen by the way you seize up against him, orgasm taking hold of you like a possession, capturing your voice and rolling your eyes heavenward.

This is love. This undying hunger, this obsessive compulsion to keep you close. He craves you not just for the ambrosial taste of your blood, but for your soft lips against his and the timbre of your voice. He brought you into his life to satiate his bloodlust, but never could he have fathomed the greater emptiness that you would fill. Knowing you were here waiting for him has made him understand for the first time in his life what it means to come home.

He’ll ruin you before he loses you.

Homelander comes with a low, wrecked moan, kissing you fervently as he stops to empty himself into you as deeply as possible, forehead pressed to yours.

You’re panting, letting out pitchy little wisps of sound with every breath. He gently kisses them from your lips, hushing you. “S’alright, sweetheart. I’ve got you,” he murmurs, kissing your cheek, licking the salt of your tears from his lips. He cups the other side of your face and strokes it with his thumb. You’re shaking all over. He slips an arm around you to draw you close, to comfort you as you come down from your high. “Ssshhhh. Everything’s alright. M’right here, and I love you.”

That wrings a tight little sob out of you. He smiles, dazed on his own lingering ecstasy. “Hey, hey, it’s okay. No one’s going to hurt you,” he assures you, kissing your forehead. “Can’t imagine how scared you must’ve been, wandering alone in the dark like that,” he says, stroking your cheek with the back of his knuckles. “Just happy I found you before anything happened to you.”

What if someone else had found you like that? Confused and vulnerable. He would have found you eventually, but had anyone been unlucky enough to lay their hands on you before then, they wouldn’t have hands for much longer. He kisses you again, firmer, possessive. “Don’t cry, baby. You’re safe now. You’re home.”

Gingerly, he slips from the wet heat of your body and adjusts himself, getting you both situated under the covers. He spends a while soothing you, rubbing your back while you lay in his arms, kissing the top of your head every so often.

“You alright?” He asks eventually. You aren’t shaking anymore, but you haven’t said a word. It makes him a touch… anxious.

“Yes,” you whisper. It’s not very convincing, but he wants to believe it enough that he accepts the answer anyways.

“Good,” he purrs, slipping his hand over the back of your neck. His fingertips brush your menagerie of scars, each bite a reminder of how thoroughly you have allowed him to love you. “That’s my good girl. I love you,” he says with a smile, tipping your head back to kiss your lips.

He waits.

“I love you,” he says again.

“I love you, too,” you finally respond.

His smile broadens. He draws you closer to him, listening to the lively thrum of your body. You are the warmth in his own veins, the beat of his heart. This, too, is love. Kissed lips, bitten limbs, hungering teeth and bodies intertwined. It’s sweeter than anything he has ever known. The need in him is a monstrous thing, he knows. He hadn’t known how monstrous it was until he thought–even for a moment–that he’d lost you.

It won’t happen again.

#homelander x reader #homelander x you #terato #vampire x reader #monster romance #monster x human #it's late af but i FINALLY wrote vamplander!!!! special shoutout to non and calli for helping me with this one #my writing #dark fic

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0blobthefish0 · 9 months

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Close Call

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So sorry this to me absolutely forever to write 😅 Thank you so much for requesting and for waiting!!

Arizona Robbins x Callie Torres x Female Reader 1,895 words

You let out a loud gasp. Your eyes wide and brimming with tears - though not from pain, you were still in shock and the adrenaline was coursing through your veins. You had been shot. Actually been shot. You stared at the entry wound only a few centimetres below your right collarbone, oozing blood.

Suddenly, a hand scrambled over your shoulder and pressed, hard, against the puncture. You let out a sharp hiss and looked to your side to see an angry Karev. His eyebrows furrowed and his face turning red as he spoke at you. You looked at him vacantly.

"Are you stupid!? You could have died," he yelled quietly, but you could hear the troubled twinge in his words. "Are you even listening?" Alex paused as he searched yours eyes before you nodded, the action so small he would have missed it if he hadn't been focused solely on you. Alex grabbed your hand and pressed it against your wound, "Hold pressure," he ordered as he straightened to pull his scrub top off and you watched as he balled the fabric and pushed it under your hand.

A small head caught your attention from behind him- "Riley," you whispered and the young boy peeked out from hiding behind his hands, his brown eyes wider than you had ever seen before, "it's okay, Riley, I'm okay- see? Just a little blood, nothing you haven't seen before," you smiled at him and you saw the boy nod his head.

You turned to Alex beside you, "Hold him," you whispered, "he's scared." Noiselessly, Alex moved over to the boy and held out his arms to which the boy climbed into almost immediately. Alex Karev would make an excellent peds doctor, he had a way with kids, an understanding, that only so many had. He carefully took a seat on the lift floor beside you, Riley's arms around his neck as his small head rested on his shoulder. You stared at the metal door in front of you and sighed, "they're locked, aren't they?" Alex only nodded his head in response.

It had been hours since you had been shot and you were all still trapped inside the lift. Riley had only wanted to go on a trip around the hospital. Your eyes fluttered, fighting, to stay open and you felt the goosebumps travel up your arms toward the back of your neck. You shivered. Karev noticed. You didn't. Alex's eyes widened as he took in your appearance; you were losing too much blood.

"Y/n." He said as he shook your shoulder, you only hummed in response, the makeshift gauze fell easily and he cursed lightly underneath his breath. He looked at your wound, still oozing blood. Those doors needed to open. Alex looked around the lift for signs of anything that could help, his heart beating so loud he could hear it. He gritted his teeth, he didn't want it to come to this.

"Riley," he started and the boy lifted his head from his shoulder, "I need you to do an important job for me, okay?" Alex nodded his head and Riley did the same. "I need you to hold this down," he showed him the cloth, "just like I'm doing, okay?" Riley was hesitant and so Alex guided his hands down and showed him how much pressure he needed. "Okay?"

"Okay," Riley replied and Alex leapt over to the doors. His shaky hands fumbled as they pushed against each of the buttons with a loud click. Alex paused to curse under his breath, hands on his hips before he smashed his fists against the metal door - at first in annoyance, but then over and over again with desperation. The sound echoed around the small box, ringing. His fists felt hot and his heart burned; he couldn't let you die in there.

"Doctor Alex!!" Riley screamed, barely audible over the banging. Alex's head whipped around to see Riley's tear-stained face, his hands still holding pressure, but your chest had stopped rising. He scrambled over to you and pressed an ear to your heart - nothing. He wrapped one hand over the other and pumped your chest rhythmically. "Is she dead?" Riley whispered.

"No! Not today, I won't let her," Alex huffed as he worked to start your heart again. After so many pumps he tilted your head back and forced air into your lungs before going back to the chest compressions. Beads of sweat collected at his hairline and his breathing fast enough to use up all of the oxygen within the lift. With one final breath he pushed an ear to your chest and let out a dramatic sigh of relief as he slumped into himself over you. "God damnit, Y/n." He quietly croaked out and the room fell into a heavy silence.

A deafening crack sounded from just outside the lift doors, only a few seconds after you had responded, and Alex sprinted to the doors and tried to pry open the doors with his fingertips.

"GSW to the right collarbone, resuscitated in the field!" Alex Karev shouted as he dragged your stretcher toward the row of ambulances. He watched as Webber ran to meet him. "Patient is Doctor Y/n Y/l/n and is unresponsive," he called out and Webber's face fell as he took in the new information. Nodding his head, Webber grabbed a hold of the stretcher and directed you to the correct bay.

Now, Callie and Arizona had been rescued a few hours before you had and they stood in silence - watching, waiting, worrying - blankets over their shoulders as they gripped each other's hand. There was so much going on it was hard to know if you were still in the building or if you had gotten out, to know if you were hurt or safe or if you were even still alive. They didn't want to think about that, it was a possibility that they just couldn't stomach.

However, when they saw Alex Karev marching with a stretcher, both of their hearts sunk to the pit of their stomach because a familiar figure lay unmoving on it. They turned to each other, blue eyes meeting brown mirroring the same questioning expression. The two of them strained to watch through the noise and crowd, but they heard your name, loud and clear, as if the words had tunneled its way toward them. Without a seconds hesitation, Callie and Arizona were running, weaving through the crowd to get to you.

By the time they had gotten there, your heart had stopped and Alex was, once again, resuscitating you. Arizona choked back a sob shaky hands covering her mouth as Callie wrapped a hand around her waist to keep her from moving any closer. Your shirt - Arizona's shirt - was covered in blood, your blood. You had blood on your face, your eyes closed and eyelashes touching your cheek as if you were sleeping. You looked almost peaceful if it wasn't for the way your body jolted with every compression.

"Oh my god, Y/n.." Arizona cried as she turned into Callie for comfort. Callie prayed for you to pull through in hushed whispered under her breath as tears brimmed her eyes.

"GET THEM OUT OF HERE," Alex shouted as he continued to pump into your chest, the motion tiring his arms, but he was not going to stop now not after he had gotten you out. Over his concentration he barely noticed Webber escorting the two worried doctors away.

Arizona's hand rubbed soothingly across Callie's knee as she nervously chewed on her nails; the two sitting in a heavy silence, weighted by their worry for you. After they had been dragged away, you had been transported to Seattle Pres for an emergency surgery. You were going to be fine, they told themselves through the silence. As the time ticked by they shared only a few words and a few soft smiles. They couldn't talk about you, even if they wanted to. Each of their throats constricting at just the thought of you and if they had been able to start, they most likely wouldn't have been able to finish: you were their whole world.

Callie stole a swig of water from her girlfriend's cup as she rested against her shoulder, her blonde hair hiding her stress-ridden face. Time had passed significantly which was evident from the dark night sky and still there was no news of you. That was until Callie's eyes landed on a familiar figure pushing through the glass double doors to the operating rooms. At Callie's suddenly stiffening figure, Arizona stirred awake and bolted upright to be met just in time with Alex Karev stopping before them.

"I-Is she-" Callie began and before she could finish he had nodded his head with a sigh of relief. Arizona bounded into his arms and pulled Callie into the embrace as she pressed a grateful kiss to his cheek.

"Can we go see her?"

Alex lead them to your room, your monitor beating rhythmically, healthily. "The anaesthesia's still wearing off, she should wake up soon," he mumbled as he slid open the door. Wordlessly, the two thanked him before walking over to your bedside. Callie wrapped a hand around one of your own as Arizona moved to gently smooth over your knotted hair and blinked back a tear. Seeing you in bed, like you were, had made it all too real. They could have lost you, she could have lost you.

You squeezed your eyes before attempting to open them and your fuzzy vision landed on the dark-haired figure beside you as you squeezed her hand in yours.

"Hey, heyy- Arizona she's awake." You instantly followed Callie's line of site and were met with a sad smile. You let out a groan as you shifted in the bed.

"Alex told us what you did," Arizona paused and watched as your face fell recalling what you had done, "that was so stupid of you- how do you feel?" Classic Arizona, always a soft scolding before being followed up by something sweet.

"Like I got shot," you deadpanned before a smirk grew on your face. Arizona only shook her head lightly in reply, a trace of amusement in her actions.

"If you weren't bed-bound I'd kill you right now, dumbass," Callie huffed, though her thumb was still rubbing softly over the skin of your hand. Your smirk was quick to turn in a grin as you let out a light chuckle.

"Ow- god, don't make me laugh," you warned whole-heartedly as you watched her roll her eyes.

"She doesn't mean that- she's just worried, we both were," Arizona responded and you felt your heart drop to the pit of your stomach at her tone. You couldn't fathom the worry that they must have felt while you were in surgery and you felt guilt as the consequences of your actions. It wasn't just you anymore, you had two other, remarkable, people to take into consideration now that you were in a relationship.

"I love you both so, so much," you said earnestly and opened your arms for a hug.

"We love you too," they responded in unison and came together in your embrace. You really didn't deserve them sometimes and you were going to love them for as long as you possibly could.

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Comfort with the Idols + Agents! (pt. 1)

Hey guys! I really do apologize for the late posts. Trying to manage my time better. Not even gonna hold you all, my week's been pretty ass, and I think I can speak for all of us when I say that we could all use a little bit of comfort from our favorite cephalopods. Enjoy guys, love you ♡

I'll just be doing Squid Sisters for this part bc I am currently on a plane traveling home and I am off the extremely desired two hours bro

All characters are 18+

Minors DNI

Callie!

Welp

Girlie knows exactly when you’re upset

She can just read you that good because she’s the same way way herself

She can tell when you’re upset based on your body language, and she’ll do her best to be there for you

She’ll start by sending a few texts, but of course, it depends on the situation

‘Heyyy!! I noticed you were really off today and I just wanted to make sure you were feeling okay!!! (≧◡≦) ♡ let me know if there’s anything I can do to help!! ♡ ♡’

She doesn’t always want to press, but if you let her in, she’ll be all over you (in a good way)

Anything you need, she’ll get, and she means it

Water, candy, your favorite takeout place, a gun

In all seriousness, if you ask her to come over, she will bring a whole bunch of your favorite comfort things, go on a whole spending spree just for you so that you can feel better

She's definitely gonna make you something hot and warm, grab a blanket, and sit down with you on the couch to talk

Will take your hands and hold them with such gentle care omg>>>

Her hands are also super soft???? Like, girlie takes such good care of her skin

So she's holding your hands and she's just looking at you in your lil sad burrito

The softest voice, "Hey, it's gonna be alright. Tell me what's going on..."

You can't help but tell her, she's just so comfortable to be around

Halfway through telling her, you burst into a sob, and instantly her arms are around you

Will hold you gently but securely so that you feel safe

Will rub your back and kiss your head

Is like,,,, scarily calm but genuinely worried about you, especially because it's not every day that you break down in her arms

“It’s okay to cry, (Y/N). Just let it out. I’m here.”

Her voice is always so gentle and calming, and she’s surprisingly a good listener when things get serious

Holds you until you tire yourself out, and even then, she’s not going to let go unless you make the move or say so

And she’s really going out of her comfort zone for you, since she gets extremely antsy after sitting for long periods of time, so she really does care for you

Will stay with you for however long you need, grabs you anything you ask for

Will try to sympathize with you through her own stories and whatnot

“You don’t ever have to hide it from me because eventually I will figure it out anyways!”

Okay nah but like why is it actually cute when she threatens you like that

Causes your chest to swell just a tad

Will literally stare at you before saying like the sweetest/most adorable thing ever

"You know I'm really happy I met you. I know I don't say it enough but thank you for being my friend and so much more."

Will literally bring you to tears like-

You had a bad day but your girlfriend just swoops in and brings you a care package, cuddles, AND A HEARTFELT MESSAGE LIKE HUH??????

We fr love Callie, she a real one <3

Marie!

So, Marie is observant, but maybe not in the way you'd think

She will notice changes in your behavior, but she doesn't say anything until it concerns her (AKA when she can get enough evidence to tell that you are not normal HDSHHHD)

Will notice you get either really quiet or way too bubbly (even if you are naturally)

Eyes you suspiciously and will stare into your soul before then having her aha moment

“So there is something wrong, you just didn’t want to tell me.”

You can’t really keep a poker face after that, I’m afraid

She’ll stare into your soul and glare at you (lovingly, of course) with her arms crossed over her chest

“Come on, (Y/N). Can’t fool me with that crap.”

Will soften up though once you respond, especially if you try to push her away or get snappy

“You don’t have to tell me, of course, but… I am worried about you.”

If you want your space, she’ll leave you be, but she’ll check up on you after a few hours

She knows the importance of and loves her alone time, so if you want it, she will, by all means, give it to you

After a few hours, she stands in the doorway, knocking softly on the doorframe, “Hey (Y/N)?”

Marie is usually very dry and nonchalant, but she has some care in her voice

Will look at you with soft, saddened eyes as you’re in your little sad burrito, trying to remain as gentle as she can be

Walks over and just scoops you up, even if you're heavier than her, SHE'LL MAKE IT WORK OKAY-

Holds you in her lap and will cradle you close

and yes her face is bright red and she's embarrassed but she's doing this for you bro

Will gently stroke your head and kind of hum gently as she does

I see Marie as a sort of grandma type (I mean, Callie calls her one all the time-) so I can see her literally holding you and crotcheting or something while you just relax against her

Will occasionally mumble something about a stitch pattern and kiss your head, or she'll talk quietly with you as she does it and holds you

Might crack the occasional joke to try and cheer you up

Will be stitching you a little cat/bunny hat, will look back at it, then at you, then back at it again, then back at you and just-

"Yeah, you'll look reallll ugly in this.-"

LIKE MS. GOWRL-

Will give you a look like YOU DID SOMETHING LIKE WHAT-

It works tho bc girlie gets you giggling out of pure confusion and caught-off-guardness (yes, that's a word bc i said so)

She doesn't actually mean it tho, I mean, come on, you're her partner of course she thinks you're gorgeous

Obvi if you're really upset she won't say that, but her dry and emotionless humor is a love language she uses to try and cheer you up

She loves you fr fr <3

#splatoon #splatoon 2 #splatoon 3 #splatoon x reader #callie splatoon #callie x reader #callie x reader splatoon #marie splatoon #marie x reader #marie x reader splatoon #pls enjoy #shadow wizard money gang #we love casting spells #<3

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