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seattlesellie · 1 year

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anything but me; part 1 ♡

pairings: abby anderson x reader, ellie williams x reader

warnings: smut, angst!, mentions of marijuana, secret relationship

synopsis: you, abby, ellie and friends are in a cabin in the middle of a snowstorm. what could possibly ever go wrong?

The landscape, once familiar and inviting, transforms into a hostile and treacherous terrain.

It’s rapid, forming deep, unyielding drifts. it was a relentless onslaught, a tempestuous manifestation of nature's fury.

A snowstorm.

And then a warm, messy kiss, tongue pressing right on the pulse of your neck.

“We can’t-“ You whispered. Shallow breaths, your heart was racing like a runaway train. Pounding rhythm echoed in your ears, palms grew clammy, and beads of sweat formed on your forehead.

It was snowing outside.

And you felt like the middle of August.

“Why?” the blonde whispered, her minty breath caressing your temple. Her heart was beating just as fast, you could feel it against your chest. Her arms were wrapped tightly around your waist, pulling you closer and closer with every kiss. You had to break it off.

“Because-“ you whispered erratically. Fuck. She sucked the skin on your neck, suctioning it in between her plump lips. Your cunt was pulsing, she would have mocked you if she knew. “Already?” she’d say, a soft smile creeping on her face.

“Abby-“ you whimpered, as she brought her large hand to cup your clothed cunt. Did she just read your mind? She parted two of her fingers on the delicate spot, just like she spread you wide before divulging in with her tongue. Puffy pussy lips spread open, her favorite.

There was no time for teasing, or for mocking. She needed to fuck you right now.

“Ca- I cant- I cant” you whispered. You almost screeched when she softly patted your clothed cunt. You were ready for a slap.

“Yeah you can…” She grabbed your hair and pulled. “My best girl” she whispered, a glint of cockiness in her eyes. She knew what she was doing. Her praises always paralyzed you completely, completely fucking your brain’s capacity of understanding the outer world out of you. Her needy, nasty girl.

But you really couldn’t. Not right now.

It almost hurt when you had to peel her off of you, to slap her hand away from where you needed her the most.

She pouted. Abby pouted.

“I’m sorry… I- Ellie wanted to talk, she practically begged me to. I told her id come to her room at 10, It’s 10:05” you apologized, eyebrows furrowing in anguish.

“No- No-“ Abby kissed your cheek, trying to catch her breath.

“Don’t apologize, It’s okay, I promise.” She gave you a look, a look that said, I trust you. And you’re mine. And I know how bad you need me. Chivalry was alive and thriving. Ellie should take a masterclass, taught by Abby Anderson herself.

“I’ll be right here, yeah?” She whispered softly, planting a soft kiss on the tip of your nose. It drove you truly crazy sometimes, how a rough kiss was followed by a delicate one, a slap by a caress. Her good girl, and then her slut, her princess, and then her bitch.

“Mhm” you nodded, doe eyed. She hypnotized you. Dragging your feet, forcing them to walk away from her seemed like the worst thing you could ever imagine doing.

But you weren’t an asshole. You weren’t Ellie.

The cabin stood tall and sturdy, nestled amidst a winter wonderland, with its wooden exterior contrasting against the pristine white surroundings. You were dragging your feet, and god, the stickiness in your panties didn’t help.

You hesitated before reaching for the doorknob. With a creak, the door swung open.

“Hey” the auburn haired girl said dryly, as if she didn’t fidget with her fingernails while drawing aggressively just five minutes ago. She was trying to contain herself. Be normal. Just talk to her.

She was wearing a white tank top. It was snowing outside.

“Youre not… cold?” you asked, without even greeting her. You, the thoughtful person that you are.

“M’fine, I turned on the heater” She sniffed. She wasn’t fine, and the heater was definitely off. Her nose was red, eyes puffy, and god, that room smelled like Ellie. Your Ellie.

Was your Ellie.

Before entering her room, you decided you weren’t going to let her win this. See, Ellie had a habit of… dancing around important subjects. She was a master of distraction, knew exactly what to tell you, where to touch you, how to get you to crumble beneath her. She wasn’t evil, she never did it on purpose. The weight of her inner demons pressing upon her were a suffocating presence. They suffocated her, at first. Then, they creeped up on you too. She would yell, and demand you to stay quiet, to shut up. She would argue, and then ignore you, and then argue some more. She would scream at you to leave, and then beg you to let her in. You couldn’t do it anymore.

Thats why you left.

You didn’t know whether to sit or not, so you balanced your weight between your feet. You scratched your chin with your shoulder. Abby. Her scent lingered upon your skin. The cologne, like a silent caress, delicate pine, left an indelible mark upon your being. Your face flushed. Maybe Ellie’s room really was hot. Maybe she was right to wear that top.

You fixed your hair. Focus.

“What did you wanna talk to me about?” You questioned. Ellie was stood in front of you, avoiding your gaze. If she looked - she didnt know what she’d do.

“I don’t know” She said dryly, voice raspier than usual. It smelled like weed. She must have smoked before you entered.

“You don’t know?” you questioned. You tried to avoid rolling your eyes. It was so typical, so Ellie. Of course she didn’t know, she never fucking does.

“I- Can you sit down? Why are you acting like you don’t know me?” Ellie's voice sliced through the air with a tinge of annoyance, her words dripping with frustration. Every syllable carried a distinct edge, as if each letter resented being uttered.

She signaled you to sit on the bed.

You obliged.

She sat next to you, keeping the distance. Funny, how just a month ago, she would have begged you to sit on her lap. She would have pampered you with kisses. That was then, and this is now.

2 strangers.

You felt a lump forming down your throat. Don’t cry. Don’t cry.

Ellie stared at the floor. She glanced over to you, and then shifted on the bed. The forrest green duvet emitted a soft rustle, like a gentle sigh escaping its fabric embrace.

She took a deep breath.

Thats what those Youtube videos taught her. “Meditation for beginners” was probably the worst one. “How to deal with anger issues”, yeah, she binge watched 7 of those videos.

“I wanted to ask you…”

You glanced at her. She was biting the inside of her lips, blood was forming. The taste of metal washed over her tongue.

“Fuck-“ She whispered.

“I need you to explain. I need to know why you left.”

your gaze froze, breath catching in your throat. Ellie's question pierced through your defenses, demanding an answer.

“I’m not doing this right now” you said, ready to get up and leave. It’s not like you didn’t expect it, but for some reason, you just couldn’t.

Ellie looked at you with disbelief. As you got up, halfway there, Ellie grabbed your hand forcefully. Before you knew it, you were sat back down on the bed. Your breath hitched. You should have walked away.

“I said I’m not doing this with you.” You made eye contact with her for the first time. Her eyebrows were scrunched, jaw clenched. Your Ellie.

“Are you not even going to apologize? I mean, fuck-“ Ellie's eyes narrowed, frustration burning within her. Her gaze intensified, her pupils dilated.

Apologize?

“Fuck- Apologize?” you laughed in disbelief.

“Holy fucking shit- Wow” you glared at her.

“You are un-fucking believable”

#ellie williams x reader #ellie williams #ellie x reader #ellie williams fanfiction #ellie williams x you #abby anderson #abby anderson x you #abby anderson x reader #abby anderson smut #abby anderson angst #ellie williams angst

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thrasher-slashers · 1 year

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i have a small headcanon since im shorty no kidding im 5'3 how the slasher will react to an s/o who the same height ?

Ooo first request let’s go!!!

I’m just gonna do my main boys if you don’t mind :>

Bo Sinclair

He teases you A L O T, thinks it’s cute

He may pick you up?

Like hoist you over his shoulder and walk around, he likes the height difference!

Kisses your forehead, yes.

“Darlin, your the size of a damn muskrat, and Yer talkin’ to me like that?”

Still will get mad at anyone else for commenting on your height, only he’s allowed to do that.

Vincent Sinclair

Not the one to pick you up, only if you want him to of course.

Unlike his twin, he doesn’t tease you that much!

He will bend down to kiss you on the lips, he just feels it’s more intimate…

Thinks it’s cute when you pull him down for a kiss or hug.

“My love, your as beautiful as they come.”

Also will get irritated if anyone comments on your height, maybe not as much at Bo, but he’ll still get mad.

Lester Sinclair

Your pocket sized!!!

Thinks your adorable -

There’s a chance he might try to pick you up- it’s mostly for hugs though, you ain’t that much shorter then him!

Definitely will tease you every now and then, but there’s no malice behind it! If you ask him to stop he will :)

“Sugar! Get down from there! You’re gonna get hurt!” You, climbing on the counters to get chips

Again, only he’s aloud to tease you about your height, will throw something at Bo if he says something.

Thomas Hewitt

Thinks your fake a first, you are… Itty bitty…

Very gentle with you, afraid he’s gonna break you! Of course, your not as fragile as he thinks you are ^^’

Definitely will pick you up for a hug

Doesn’t have a teasing bone in his body, will treat you like royalty!

*huffs at you climbing the counters to reach something* he doesn’t want you to fall and get hurt!

Pummels Hoyt if he says anything, doesn’t have to worry about his momma, she likes you! Glares at Monty if he shares his opinions on your height.

Bubba Sawyer

Lord have merthy, this man might suffocate you! With affection of course!

Forgets his own strength, and also forgets how small you are… what I’m saying is, cuddles need a safe word.

Forehead kisses!!!

Wont tease you, but sometimes it feels like he is :’)

He squeals everytime you try and get something up high! He can reach it for you, what are you doing???

Doesn’t really pick up on his brothers teasing you, but if it bothers you, he will do something about it! Can’t have his s/o feeling bad, can we?

Jason Voorhees

Oh my god. Smol.

He will pack you around, don’t even have to ask, your in his sight at all times, very protective.

Loves when you have to jump up to him to kiss him, he will commit even worse crimes then he already has to keep you safe.

Has moved everything in the cabin down a level so you don’t hurt yourself climbing… what a sweetheart!

Mumbles how lucky he is to have you when you cuddle, he doesn’t talk much, so he means what he says.

There isn’t really anyone around to tease you, however if he sees someone bothering you, he won’t hesitate bitch.

Michael Meyers

Another one who thinks your fake, you are… small.

Definitely picks you up once your close enough, surprised at how light you are.

Stole a ladder stool for you… look at him being nice!

Teases you in silence… will watch you from afar trying to reach something without helping… sometimes he just walks away… what a jerk.

Stalks you, so anyone who gives you trouble is on the news the next morning :)

Alright! There we go!! Ik these are shorter! But I enjoyed writing them!!! If there’s any other slashers you’d like to see lmk!!!

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chocotonez · 1 year

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hyunjin soft bf hcs

a/n: sorry this took me so long I had to figure out tumblr’s new mobile layout (why the hell is there a tumblr economy now)

warnings/genre: fluff, swearing, brief mention of arguments, lmk if anything else should be tagged!!

-he’s so sweet. like unbelievably so, he’s always looking out for you in his own way.

-if you’re crossing the street he’ll instinctively tighten the grip on your hand without even thinking, or if you’re walking he’ll absentmindedly wrap an arm around your shoulder and help you maneuver through busy sidewalks, or he’ll make sure to unplug your hair blower/hot iron if you forgot LOL

-but he really loves to be taken care of too :)) likes to have little nights where you two just spoil each other and pamper each other while talking about how your week has been, your annoying peer, the new trainee, etc…

-soft kisses 24/7, back of your hand, nape, shoulder, cheek, forehead, it seems like he just wants to kiss you all over

-a face grabber when you two have a genuine kiss, needs you to be as close to him as possible

-is always admiring you, but not just physically, he takes note of your passions or things you do well at and always reminds you that you’re that bitch

-#1 fan, 24/7 posting about you or raving about how great you are, randomly starts sketching you when he has artist’s block, and keeps a Polaroid of you in his wallet at all times

-likes to lay his head in your lap and talk about his day or problems, especially if you end up playing with his hair. something about you always ends up relaxing him

-can be a little bit dramatic lolol, pretending to faint if you forget to give him a kiss when you return home, spamming you with texts when you leave to go to the bathroom/shower/literally just grabbing a snack, and even that one time he lost you in the grocery store so he made a cashier say “hyunjin’s partner to register 3 please,” over the mic

-it wasn’t exactly your proudest moment

-tries to learn from what he did wrong especially after arguments, he wants to know how he can be the best boyfie for you

-but he also wants to see you improve, so sometimes he can be a little hard on you, constantly reminding you to drink water, and he doesn’t let you procrastinate or build bad habits

-he’s a baby but your his baby but to you he’s your baby and it’s just a positive feedback loop of adorable-ness

-can be a very loud lover with his displays of affection, candlelit dinners or dancing in the rain, etc etc, but I feel like a lot of people overlook the little things with him

-intertwining your fingers while you cuddle, hugging you from the back while you cook, brushing hair out of your face and giving you a peck, or just how he looks at you so lovingly through pretty much everything

-sigh. <3

#stray kids reactions #stray kids imagines #stray kids scenarios #stray kids x reader #stray kids blurbs #stray kids headcanons #hyunjin x reader #hwang hyunjin x reader

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kazutora-lover · 1 year

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Heyy!! Hru? Can I ask for period comfort with ~anyone u feel like writing~ (if this req doesn't make u uncomfy ofc!!)?

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Headcanons —» "them comforting you on your period"

Characters —» Ran, Kakucho, Koko, Inupi —» x fem!reader

Warnings —» mentions of blood

Notes —» it doesn't make me uncomfy at all, don't worry ~ thank you for your request, lovely anon. I hope you're okay with headcanons? ʕ⁎̯͡⁎ʔ༄

"them comforting you on your period (2)" — Rindou, Sanzu, Mitsuya, Wakasa

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Ran

Oh Rannie

Listen, he might be an ass sometimes but he's the softest with you when you're on your period

Might occasionally tease you but will always be by your side when you need him

If he wasn't your boyfriend, you would think he's your mom

Always telling you to stay in bed and that he will be back in the blink of an eye

Will complain if he sees you outside the bedroom for even one second

Like, there are people who have to use the toilet, sir

Tbh, he doesn't like to see you suffer but it's a good excuse for him to stay in bed all day

Sneaky bitch

Always makes you a new hot water bottle if you need it

If he was cuddly before, he would get ten times cuddlier (is that even a word?)

Won't even talk about it if you ever got blood on the sheets, he will just change them and go on with his day

Overall, a good boy — 9/10

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Kakucho

Such a babe, seriously

He's so soft for you it's ridiculous

Almost cried with you once as he saw you suffer in pain

Izana made fun of him for it later

He's very attentive, I mean what I say

He sees your eyebrows scrunch up in the slightest way possible?

He will notice and he will tend to your needs immediately

He doesn't necessarily want you to take painkillers right away so he would try to soothe your pain by rubbing your lower belly first

He hopes the warmth of his palms would help you but if it doesn't, he would 'allow' you to take painkillers in the end

He's also looking out for your nutrition

Will cook everything you want, as long as he knows you're eating well

Got blood on the sheets? Don't worry, he got you

Will ask how you're feeling afterwards

He's so precious, please keep him forever

A whole — 10/10

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Koko

Another (secret) softie

Will reprimand you for your bad eating habits (snacking 24/7) but in the end he would be the one devouring all your snacks

Please pull a uno reverse card on him (hëhë)

Will put way more snacks into the cart the next time you two go grocery shopping

Also one who will be by your side whenever you need him

Gives you so many soft kisses, mostly on your forehead or the corner of your lips

Usually relaxes with you guys situated on the sofa, your legs draped over his own and his hand on the hot water bottle that's situated over your tummy

As he also loves to eat, he would have a blast to order food all the time

Thinks you look cute even when you eat the wildest combinations of foods

He would also shower and or have a bath with you (depending on what you prefer)

He's one of those people who would warm up your blanket before you go to bed

He's such a good boyfriend, please

Definitely one of the best — 10/10

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Inupi

Flower boy

He feels so helpless at times, please assure him that he's doing a good job at helping you

Will literally do whatever you tell him to do

Need him to bring you something? He's on it

Need him to carry you around? You don't even have to ask

He's also good with his hands, will always offer to give you a massage to ease your sore muscles

Would also always cradle you in his arms

Might even trap you in a blanket burrito lmao

He might not be able to cook all too well but he will always try to make something for you to eat (even if it's only something out of the microwave)

Loves to play with your hair while you lay on him, he often does it subconsciously

Just like Kaku, he will give you painkillers but would prefer to try different ways to get rid of your pain first

He's very indifferent about stains, will subtly tell you about it and assure you that everything's fine

Very gentle — 8/10

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#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers headcanons #tokyo revengers fluff #ran haitani #ran haitani x reader #kakucho #kakucho x reader #kokonoi hajime #kokonoi hajime x reader #inui seishu #inui seishu x reader #kazutora-lover

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melodygatesauthor · 1 year

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Melody

Since I've had a rough week, can I ask for some fluff to warm my heart and calm my mind?

Marc Spector + 23 “Thank you for choosing me”, please💕

And happy upcoming birthday again!🌷

The Agreement

Marc Spector X gn!Reader

Anna this is so sweet. I'm sorry that it took me so long to get this out but I hope your week got better even without this drabble 💙 Soft Marc is such a baby boi. - I also didn't get the chance to use the prompt itself in the fic, but it has the overall vibe of that line so hope you like it! Hahaha.

Tags/Warnings: SFW, comfort fic, soft Marc, fluff, just a nice little drabble to make you smile, might hit you in the feels, mentions of sex but no actual sex.

Word Count: 532

You’d had a rough day, that much was apparent when you walked through the door. Marc froze, he knew that look. It meant one of two things. You either needed Steven to comfort you and watch your favorite movies, or you needed Jake to fuck you until your brain was mush. Either way, Marc wasn’t your go to guy.

His brow furrowed as you waved and said, hey, and made your way to the kitchen. He’d been looking forward to seeing you, and spending the evening with you, but when you were upset, he knew he wasn’t the one you needed.

Like riding a bike, the boys all fell into place, Steven fronting, Marc in the headspace where he would stay for the evening, and Jake waiting for his moment if you needed him instead of Steven.

You knew it was Steven when he came over behind you and kissed your cheek. You turned around and he was smiling at you, but you sensed something burning just under the surface. His eyebrows always gave him away.

“What?” You asked, brushing a stray curl from his forehead. “This is Marc’s coat, did he front today?”

“He was fronting, yeah, but then he saw you were having a rough day so…here I am.” Steven let out a nervous chuckle and leaned in for a kiss.

You put a finger up, stopping him, “I’m sorry, what happened?”

“Oh well…”

Pendejo, this is something we just do, we don’t need to tell them about it. Jake said in a gruff tone that made Steven nervous.

“Do you guys have some sort of agreement? Steven?” He would always be honest with you.

“No.” He pressed his lips together tightly.

“Steven Grant, don’t you start lying to me now.”

He changed, his expression went from sorry to a harsh scowl. Marc.

“You don’t expect us to think that we don’t have you pinned after a bad day, right? You have a bad day, Steven comforts you, Jake gives you what you need…physically. You don’t need me.” He crossed his arms over his chest defensively.

“Marc.” You put a hand on his arm. “You’re being stupid.”

“Thanks.” He rolled his eyes and looked away from you.

“No I mean…Marc…” you touched his cheek and brought his gaze back to yours. “Yes it’s nice what they do for me, but I need you too. I was always wondering why I don’t have you there to rant about idiots with when I’m mad or someone to laugh with me when I bitch about my shitty boss.”

He shook his head in confusion, “you like complaining?”

You laughed, “yeah sometimes! It’s nice to have someone to talk shit with. The other two are great but, I don’t get to vent the way I do with you. Steven just tells me it will be alright and makes me tea and watches tv with me and Jake just…well you know.” You gave him a reassuring smile. “Those things are both really great, but sometimes I just need something else.”

“So…you do need me? Even when you’ve had a bad day?” He raised an eyebrow before finally lowering his arms. “Sometimes I especially need you.”

Celebration Masterlist

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lovethetasteofnothing · 7 months

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Valeria x fem reader HCs

this is for international lesbian day (ik it's late, leave me alone)

pairing: Valeria Garza x fem! reader

warnings: very nsfw, 18+ mdni, mentions of violence/killing people - isn't expanded upon

word count: 800+

Valeria Garza

dobermann gf! you can't change my mind

will literally kill anyone who upsets you and does not feel bad about it

like you just have to say a name and it's already done

watches you herself when she can

has a guard with you at all times if she's busy/not there

very happy if you update her on what you're doing while she's gone

won't answer immediately but reads everything when she can and smiles

her men are confused because they haven't seen her genuinely smiling since you last visited the cartel offices

takes you on cute dates, they're all planned out and everything

it's her pride and joy to organize everything so you can just sit there and look pretty while you enjoy yourself

like she'd remember your favorite foods and drinks and she notices those oddly psychological little things

our woman would figure out where you'd want to sit in a restaurant before you even visit it

is so nice to you, pulls out her best flirting game because she wants it to be special

she usually does it before and after she's gone if she has the time

pink/purple strap

has multiple + other toys but that one is the one she uses the most

bad bitches get dicked down with a barbie strap!

no but literally gets a strap so large she gives you a tummy bulge <3

def would brag about how her strap is the biggest dick you ever had

and if you say she's wrong... bad move, she gets a bigger one

oral fixation, rubs off on you

fingers, her strap, it doesn't matter atp. makes you deepthroat it wtv it is

also makes you keep eye contact while you do it, that fucking smug smirk

degrades you when she sees the spit gathering around your lips and dripping all over

"you're such a pathetic girl, mi vida. just look at the mess you made"

i feel like she doesn't use toys (except for the strap) often

like she uses them regularly but there's something about feeling you squeeze around her fingers, coating her hand in your cum

makes you lick her clean afterwards

also loves giving you oral

lets you grind against her face before stopping you and slapping your cunt for being impatient

edges you for so long while at it

tongue fucks you because she can and she will

and the aftercare is just so <3

she makes you feel like you're the only girl in the whole world

calls you the sweetest things while telling you how good you did for her

"took my fingers so well, didn't you, princesa? my good little girl"

GIFT GIVING!!

makes you update a whislist regularly

retail is therapy for her

so when she's mad she looks over your short list (because you don't want to be greedy and ungrateful) she adds like ten times more things for you in the cart

literally remembers anything you talk about wanting

doesn't matter if you're kidding

finds rare collector's editions if you want them

"what? someone had a debt to pay off"

would date someone younger because she knows they won't get in her way

also a breath of fresh air for her

she loves how full of life you are, you give her energy sometimes

is a bit confused when you start crying when you're upsey, I feel like she'd be bad at comforting people

just because no one was there for her when she needed it so she has no example to follow

threatens to kill whoever upset you because how dare they make her girl cry

rests your head on her shoulder/chest while you sob it out

back rubs while she tries to distract your attention from it

pulls you on her lap if it gets worse and gives you a calm yet stern talking to

that gets you out of your head enough to stop crying

kisses your forehead while you hiccup

lets you cuddle her for as long as you want afterwards

has the best advice since she has a lot more experienced than you

is right 99.99% of the time

tells you "i told you so" on the regular

loves to feel you close but only when it's just the two of you

arms around your waist, hands on thighs, arms, head, anything

kisses you a lot

fucking bites you for no reason and then laughs?!

cuteness aggression where she'd squish your cheeks or bite you

Valeria "Big Spoon" Garza

makes her feel weird to be the small spoon so she's the big spoon by default

you don't mind because she lets you snuggle up in her chest while she holds you

grabs your ass while at it

you get tits, she gets ass. it's fair

kisses the top of your head, your temples, your forehead sm

"my smart muñeca, te amo. " <3

#valeria garza #valeria garza x you #valeria garza x reader #cod headcanons #valeria cod #cartel mommy #valeria mw2 #call of duty valeria #cod mw2 #call of duty #cod modern warfare #valeria garza x fem!reader

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cielcreations · 3 months

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Hazbin Hermits - Prologue

AN: Hermitcraft/Empires/3rd Life Series X Hazbin Hotel AU.

Meaning lots of cursing, fighting, blood, violence, flirting, shipping, sexual innuendos/implied sexual content, and pretty much everyone is a bad person to some degree.

If you don't like your favorite characters made to be not so great people, then do not read.

"Good afternoon! I'm Katherine Killjoy!"

"And I'm Joey JaxHammer! Chaos outside pentagram city today, as a turf war is raging on the west side between notable kingpins Lord Fwhip and self-proclaimed spunky powerhouse Mythical Sausage!"

"That's right Joey! After the recent extermination, many areas are now up for grabs! Demons all over Hell are already duking it out to gain new territory!"

"Those two seem to be really going at it, huh?"

"Looks like they're fighting tooth and nail for that hotspot!"

"And I'd like to nail their hotspots, am I right, fellas~?"

"Haha, you are a limp dick jackass, Joey! Or should I say-" Katherine poured her hot coffee on his lap, the man hissing and moving before she could actually spill it on his dick, "-no dick?"

"Bitch." The man hissed.

"Coming up next, we have an exclusive interview with the younger son of Hell's own head honcho, who's here to discuss his brand-new passion project!"

"All that, after the break!" Joey exclaimed, taking his mug and pouring his coffee on Katherine's head.

"YOU LITTLE SH-"

The two looked away from the TV. The blue haired demon tugged the tie a bit tighter, just to make the prince look more presentable.

"Okay." He finished, stepping back, "Are you ready? You remember what to say?"

The blonde took a deep breath, his purple eyes widening in excitement as he exclaimed, "Yes! Let's do this!"

"Just, look at me, and I'll mouth it to you, Zed." The man grabbed the prince's shoulders.

Zed had light blonde hair with brown ram horns, pale skin, wearing a black suit with a red tie, no shoes so his hooves could breath.

"Ugh, come ooooon, Tango, I know what to say!" Zed reassured, smiling, "But, I do think we should make it a bit more interesting! I-I mean, I don't want to go up there and sound robotic, you know?"

Tango, normally, had yellow hair, that could change into different colors depending on how hot he got. Since he could control fire and such, his hair would change colors to match the fire type and, sometimes, it could even turn on fire. His skin was pale with a bit of a blue tint, his nails sharpened into claws. He wore a black crop top and black shorts, long black heeled boots. He also had black belts wrapped around his waist with golden buckles, black cloth to create an overskirt. (Art of Tango by @/lunarcrown)

"I get that, babe, but this is serious." Tango reminded him, "You can't go up there and squeal and giggle the whole time. It's adorable, yes, but not all sinners are going to trust and believe in your project unless you look serious and you know what you're doing."

"I told you through a fit of excited squeals."

"Yeah, and I listened because I know and believe in you." The demon motioned to the others, "These sinners don't. They don't know you, they barely know your older brother, and they certainly won't believe in you at first. It's why you gotta go up there, show them who's in charge, and act like this plan is full-proof!"

"But we don't know if it is..." Zed reminded.

"Your right, and neither do they." Tango booped his nose, "Which is our advantage. No one knows if this works, but if we act like we're the experts, people believe."

"Prince Zedaph? Five minutes before we're live." A demon called.

Tango smiled at the blonde, kissing his forehead, "You got this! I'll be right behind the camera, so if you need me?"

Zed nodded, smiling, "Don't worry, I got this!"

He turned around, walking to the desk and smiling, offering his hand, "Hi, I'm Zed-"

"Katherine Killjoy." The female anchor hissed, "You can put that away. I would say it's a pleasure to meet you, but that would be a lie." She then sneered, "Look, my time is money, so I'll keep this short. You're not here because we wanted you here. You're here because Jeffery couldn't make it to his cannibal cooking segment! You may be some royal bigshot, but that doesn't mean shit to me! I'm too rich and influential to giving a flying fuck about some tux wearing demon 'prince'-" (she put "prince" in quotations, as if Zed wasn't one) "-wants to advertise."

Zed narrowed his eyes, "Listen-"

Katherine leaned forward, glaring, "So don't get cute with me, or I'll fucking break you!"

"And we're live!"

Katherine zoomed to her seat, tilting her head so much, it sounded like she broke it, "Welcome back!" Once Zed was sat down, she spoke again, "So, Zedaph!"

The blonde's eyes twitched as he smiled awkwardly, "It's Zed-"

"Whatever! Tell us about this new passion project you've been insistently pestering our news station about!"

"Welllllll..." Zed looked around at the demons, Tango standing by the camera man with a smile and thumbs up. He smiled and took a deep breath as he spoke, "As most of you know, I was born here in Hell and growing up, I tried to see the good in everything around me. Hell is my home and you are my people. We just went through another extermination and we lost so many souls! It breaks my heart seeing my people being slaughtered every year!" He slammed his fist on the table, sighing, "No one is even given a chance and I can no longer stand idly by when the place I call home, the place I love, is constantly being destroyed!"

He stood up, smiling, "So, I've been thinking, isn't there a more humane way to hinder Hell's overpopulation? Perhaps we can find a new alternative way to save souls through redemption? I think yes, and that's what this project aims to achieve! Ladies and gentlemen and everyone in between, I'm opening the first of its kind! A hotel that rehabilitates sinners!"

Everyone was silent, staring at the man.

Everyone outside stared at the TV.

One in particular tilted his head in curiosity.

Everyone in the news station... started laughing.

Zed shrunk in on himself as Tango moved to stand beside him, his blue hair turning into flames as he glared at everyone.

"What in the nine circles makes you think a single person in hell would give two shits about becoming a 'better person?!'" Katherine cackled, "You have no proof that this actually works and you want people to be good just because?!"

"You have no proof it doesn't work!" Tango hissed, flames surrounding his body, "Besides, we already have a patron who's showing incredible improvement!"

"Ooooooh, and who might that be~?" Katherine sneered.

Tango leaned forward, intentionally burning her wooden table with a smirk, "Oh, just someone named, SmallishBeans."

"The pornstar?" Joey asked.

"You fucking would, Joey." Katherine glared before snickering, "In any case, that's hardly an accomplishment! I'm sure you can get that hooker to do anything with enough lube and sugar!"

Tango continued to burn her table, the woman looking ready to scratch his eyes out as he drew little doodles, "I beg to differ."

Zed also perked up, smirking, "He's been behaved, clean, and out of trouble for two weeks now!"

"Breaking news!"

Katherine perked up before she smirked, pushing the men away, "We just received word that a new player has entered the ongoing turf war! Let's go to the live feed!"

They turned to the TV and Tango pinched his temples as he tried to control himself, Zed muttering out, "Oh shit."

"Oh shit, indeed!" Katherine exclaimed, "It appears the one to join is none other than porn actor Joel, aka, SmallishBeans!" She looked at the two, "What a juicy coincidence! I bet you feel real stupid right now! How does it feel to be a total and utter failure?!"

She began laughing, everyone did, once more.

Tango tried to control himself as Zed clenched his fists.

The prince looked at Tango with glowing red eyes, "Fucking, show them who's boss."

Tango smirked, his teeth sharpening to points, "Gladly."

He jumped across the table, lighting everything on fire as he began to beat Katherine and Joey.

***

The prince and his boyfriend sat in a limo, across from the other sinner. The sinner had brown hair with a green streak in the middle of his hair, matching his green eyes and green antenna. He wore a long white and light green suit blazer, the top unbuttoned and showing off his muscular chest. He had black shorts and long, knee length black heeled boots. To top it off, he had green transparent fairy wings on his back.

They watched as he rolled the window up and down, clearly in his own little world. Eventually, he seemed to notice the two were staring at him.

The brunette stopped, leaned back, and shrugged, "What?"

"'What?' 'WHAT?!'" Tango screamed, his hair turning to blue, almost purple flames, "WHAT WERE YOU THINKING, JOEL?!"

"Ugh, I had too, I owed Sausage a solid!" Joel huffed, "Isn't that one of those 'redeeming qualities'? Helping friends and all that?!"

Zed leaned into the window with a groan as Tango reprimanded him, "Not in turf wars that result in genocide?!"

"Meh, you win some, you loose a few hundred!"

"Joel, that was really not cool." Zed groaned, "You just... You made us look like jokes!"

"Nah, chill out, jokes are funny! I made you all look sad and pathetic!"

"Oh, cause that's any better?!" Tango growled.

"Look, I had to!" Joel argued, "My reputation was on the line! You know what people would say if they found out I was trying to go clean?! Not to mention, people would know where I am and try to break into the hotel to get some of me! Do you want a whole mob down there?"

"Listen, if you want to stay here, you need to take this shit seriously!" Tango demanded, walking towards the brunette, "We're not going to give you a free room, free food, free whatever else if all you do is fuck around! So, you either sit down, buckle the fuck up, and try to redeem yourself and help the hotel's reputation, that you burned to cinder!" He glared, flames coming out of his mouth, "Got it?"

Joel groaned, "Okay, fine, whatever."

"C-Calm down, Tango." Zed offered his hand, Tango moving to sit beside him again, "I-It's not over yet, we can still try! It'll be okay!"

The limo stopped at the hotel and the three went inside. Tango flopped on the couch with a groan, Joel grabbing a popsicle and sitting in a chair. Zed groaned and went to go upstairs, only to stop.

Someone knocked on the door.

He walked towards it and opened the door.

In front of him stood a tall dirty blonde man with his eyes closed, wearing a blue striped coat with dark blue sleeves, the coat falling to his knees. Underneath the coat, he wore a white dress shirt with a black upside down cross on the chest, as if to resemble a tie, long black dress pants with bright blue cuffs. Over his feet, he wore black heeled boots that rested under his pants. Behind his back, he held a long thin cane with a sentient vintage style microphone attached to it.

The whole time, he smiled.

Zed shrunk a little as the man opened his eyes. He had black sclera with blue eyes, staring down at the prince.

"HELLO!" He spoke, his voice altered to sound like that of a broadcast.

Zed shut the door on instinct, "Uh, Tango?"

"Whaaaaat?" The flame demon groaned.

"The Radio Demon is at the door!"

#hermitcraft #hermitshipping #empires smp #empireshipping #third life series #third life smp #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel au #hermitcraft au #empires smp au #empires au #third life smp au #zedaph #tangotek #solidaritygaming #joel smallishbeans #smallishbeans

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jazzmynerule · 1 year

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this imagine is based off of the scene in twilight where edward left bella and she sits in her room looking outside.. you get what i mean??

prompt: vinnie and y/n broke up on bad terms and it’s taken a toll on y/n leaving her to stay in her room for weeks

warnings: intentional starvation, numbness to emotions, unhealthy breakup, isolation

(- this means time skip)

…………………………………………..

walking into my room just moments after vinnie and i broke up had me sobbing on the floor

the same floor we danced around till sunrise

the same floor he kissed me till i couldn’t breathe

i hated how much i love him and i also hated how much i hate him

our relationship was envied by everybody

they said me and vinnie where made specifically for one another and honestly i believed them

he was the love of my life until

3 hours before

vinnie and i were arguing in the kitchen over how distant he’s been

“vinnie why are you being like this? i love you!” i screamed at him as he was walking away from me

“why am i being like this? why!? because you never believe me when i say they are just friends! am i not allowed to have female friends y/n?” he screamed back practically in my face

i stood there with my heart in my hands watching as it slowly cracked each time he yelled at me

“not when you’re friendship with them is based on fucking flirting! vinnie watching you flirt with them while you ignore the fuck out of me breaks me!” i sobbed

“you know what fuck you we are done i’m fucking over your bullshit y/n, you wanna see me flirt with somebody? i’ll fucking flirt with somebody” he said walking up the stairs leaving me by myself for a split second

“hey nat, i was wondering if you wanted to catch up sometime this week?” i heard vinnie talk on the phone and that’s when my entire world crashed around me

“yeah no i’m not with her anymore she’s a fucking controlling insecure bitch” he chuckled

“fuck you vincent hacker! never in my life would i ever say something like that about you!” i yelled as i slammed the door and walked out of his life

“y/n honey, how are you doing?” my mum walked in and saw me hyperventilating on the floor

“mum i loved him” i cried so hard my chest was screaming in pain

“oh my love i’m so sorry baby” her heart broke into pieces seeing me cry over a boy like this and i know how much she wanted to protect me from this pain

“come on let’s get you to bed” she kissed my forehead lifting me up and carrying me to bed

“you’re my everything and more y/n remember that” she smiled pressing another kiss to my forehead

waking up the day after a break up was worse than the hour after

i sat up feeling like my chest was a pile of bricks

walking over to my dresser was a work out and even changing my clothes felt like it was a task

for hours on end i sat down on my desk chair staring out my window in complete silence, no tears and no emotion

mum and dad tried to pry me off the chair and eat something but the thought of food made my stomach churn

i just needed to be alone and having my parents worry so badly about me wasn’t helping

it’s been 2 weeks since the break up

vinnie has tried to call me multiple times a day talking about ‘i’m so sorry’ like that was going to change anything

i can’t look in the mirror anymore it’s like i can’t see the person i was before or during him i can only see the person after him and i hate myself for it

i haven’t spoken to anybody not even my friends i’ve isolated myself from the possibility of ever being myself again

i still haven’t eaten anything all i’ve had the past 2 weeks has been water and a watermelon smoothie mum makes me every morning because ‘it’s giving me the nutrients food should be giving me’

i can’t even find the motivation to go to my bed anymore it’s like i’ve permanently found my place on this desk chair

i was just about to fall asleep on the chair when a knock came from the door

“y/n love there’s somebody here for you” mum said as she opened the door

“y/n?” that exact voice was the reason i felt like this, the exact reason i’m not myself anymore

i fucking hate who that voice belongs to

“y/n baby i am so fucking sorry” vinnie stood in front of me practically wearing the same expression as me when i was standing in his kitchen, with his heart in his hands

“you did this to me” my voice was croaky as all i’ve been doing was crying

“i know and words can’t begin to express how fucking sorry i am for doing this to you”

“you need to leave, now” i finally looked at him, he looked like he hasn’t been eating and all he’s been doing was crying

like me

“i’m broken without you, you’re my everything and i hate myself for taking advantage of that, you are my soulmate y/n i need you” he fell to his knees in front of me gabbing onto my frail hands

“i wasn’t your everything when you called me insecure and controlling” tears welded up in my dull eyes just thinking about the conversation he had with that chick on the phone

“i’m a fucking dick baby i know but i’ll be better for you i promise, i can’t live without you” he broke down placing his head on my lap crying like his life depended on it

“i can’t forgive you for what you said and how you treated me vin but i’ll try” i slightly smiled feeling like my chest was finally being lifted out from under those bricks

“i love you so much y/n too much” he cried kissing my hands and placing my forehead on his

“tell me i won’t regret this” i sighed

“you won’t i promise you” he kissed my nose

that was 10 years ago

that awful break up was what we needed to finally be the couple we are today

2 kids and a house by the beach

having being married for 6 years and are as healthy as ever

yes our relationship isn’t all flowers and rainbows

but we will never give up on us as easy as we did back then

…

thank you so much for reading!!!

#vinnie x y/n #vinnie hacker x reader #vinnie hacker #numb #twilight

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mschoiyuki · 2 months

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The Cramps

Trafalgar Law x f!reader

TW: SFW. A lil bit Law use his devil fruit on reader. Just fluff and comfort I need when period cramps hits.

WC : 1.2k

Period cramps sometimes can be a bitch. Sometimes it hurts so much that you feels like you want to chop off your limbs and leave it there.

It hurts so much that you don’t feels like to do anything, just want to laying in your bed all day until the cramps gone.

It hurts so much even when you walk it feels like a torture and want to screams, crying (yeah blame the hormones).

Sometimes the chocolates will do the magic to ease the pain, sometimes it’s don’t.

Sometimes the hot pad can ease the pain, sometimes it’s don’t.

Despite everything you just want to lay on your bed full of pillows and plushies. Just bury your body there easing the pain.

So when Law notice your absence at lunch he starts looking for you everywhere. When he open the door to his bedroom and find you curling in the bed with scrunched eyebrows in your face, he knows you must be sick.

He walk to the bed and sit at the edge, “Hey, baby. What’s wrong?” He soothes your forehead and tug your hairs behind your ear so he can see your face clearly.

“Period cramps.” You shift groggily and open your eyes answer with your gritted teeth and teary eyes.

“Is it that bad? Do you want pain killers?” He rubs your back in circles down to your hips and slowly massaging it.

“Noo.. I don’t want it. Just want to sleep.” You whine and move closer to him. “Want some hot cocoa?” He ask still massaging your lower hips. “Hm. Yes, please.” You rub his thigh.

“Okay. Be right back.” He stands up and kiss your forehead. Making his way to the kitchen to make hot cocoa and soup for you. After that he goes back to your shared bedroom bringing the drink and food for you.

When he enter the bedroom and see your knees on your chest, curling than before he scrunch his eyebrows. Putting the tray on bedside desk. “You sure you don’t want pain killers? It can ease your pain you know.” His hand back to your lower hips and massaging it again the other hand holding the hot cocoa.

“Yeah. Definitely. I never want to take those.” You try to sit up and groan feels the stabbing pain on your stomach and hips. Taking the cocoa and slowly sipping it you let out a sigh. Hoping it will ease the pain. “Here the hot compress for your stomach.” Law puts the compress to your stomach.

Seeing you so in pain he blurted something that he shouldn’t say, “Are you sure it’s really hurt? You’re not exaggerating it right?”. Shock, you shoot him with death glare. If stare can kill someone he sure he’s dead by now. And he immediately regret what he said.

Then you remembered what his devil fruit can do. He can swap one person to the other! So you challenge him since you know his stubborn personality. “Why don’t you try to swap with me and feel how hurt it is? If you can endure the pain I’m gonna do whatever you wants for a week.” You say with a slight angry tone. “But, if you can’t endure it, you have to do whatever I want for a month.” you give him a weak smirk.

“I think that’s not fair. A month and a week.” Now Law is rubbing your thigh to soothe your anger a lil bit because he knows it always works.

“Take it or leave it. Just admit it you can’t endure the pain.” You push him more because you know he doesn’t like to lose to any challenges.

“Fine. Kinda look forward for a week.” Law smirk and caressing your cheek. Law then cast his Room and when the blue hue envelopes both of you, he flip his hand to swap you guys.

When Law open his eyes he saw his body in front of him. But suddenly he groan and held your stomach, fall back to bed bringing your knees to your chest.

On the other hand, you saw your body in front of you groaning and collapsed onto the bed. "you okay, Law?" you cross your arm for a moment. A slight smirk blooming at your lips.

"Damn. Did your cramps always this bad?" his hands still clutching your stomach, hissing at the stabbing pain at the front and the back.

"Yeah, mostly" you started to feel pity for him, you gently massage your lower hips at your body.

"And yet you still do your duty even though it hurts like hell?" Law feels his eyes forming tears that want to be spill out.

"Yep. Those times I can still endure it so I could do my duties. Sometimes I will took a breather, squat for minutes to soothes the pain. Or drinks a lot of hot waters or chocolates." You frowned and still rubbing your hips.

"You should came to me, y/n-ya. I can give you the meds for your cramps." Law try to sit to face you properly.

"No, I don't like meds. I hate it." you pout and hold his hand, rubbing his knuckles. When you feels his hand trembling maybe because of the pain that he never experience, you flip Law's hand to cast the Room to switch both of you back. Law hold your hand and say "Don't. Just let's stay like this until the pains gone."

You stare at Law with soft eyes and smile. "No, it's okay. I can endure it more than you. But you have to stay with me. And I want cuddles." Then you cast the Room and switch both of you back.

As soon as you switch back to your body you feels dizzy and almost falling to the bed, Law immediately catch you before the impact and held you close to his chest. Stroking your hairs, kissing the top of your head, "Come on, let's lay down." Law took off his boots and his hat, putting it at the bedside. Slowly lay down and brings you with him. He hold you in tight embrace, strokes your hairs and rubs your lower hips. Gives you a lot of small kisses.

You hummed to the comforts, nuzzling your face to his chest. "So... A month, right?" You glances up, smiling so brightly that Law swears you just faking the pain if he didn't experienced it himself. He huffed and pinch your cheek, "Yeah. A month to whatever you wants, princess." He smiles and capture your lips, giving a deep loving kiss. When he break off his kiss he stares you lovingly and pulls you back to his chest, you slowly drift off to dreamland with a happy smile.

Meanwhile somewhere at the Polar Tang...

"Hey, did you know where captain is? I need to ask him about the shopping list." Sachi lightly punch Penguin in the arm. "I saw him walked back to his room. I think y/n is sick. Seems like he is not coming out until midnight or tomorrow morning." Penguin put his hand under his chin. "Well... Seems like y/n being sick also a good thing for him. At least he can rest earlier than usual." Sachi laugh and starts walk to the kitchen, Penguin follow him and give a small laugh "Damn right man."

Divider by @/cafekitsune

#trafalgar law #trafalgar d water law #law x reader #trafalgar law x reader #law fluff #one piece

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fand0mh03 · 10 months

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Headcanons about having an arguement/fight with each of the Evans?

Fighting with the Evans

Tate Langdon:

Im going to state this right now; the fight was his fault

He is stupid

We all saw his relationship with Violet

He’d probably deny something that he said and then gaslight you into thinking that he didn’t say it, but you knew he did

He loves to gaslight gatekeep and girlboss

Anyways

He would try to talk to you, but you give him the silent treatment because he is an asshole (sometimes…. A lot of the times)

He hides in his attic or something

You need time to cool off, and you stay in your room and probably scroll on your phone or read, but what you don’t know is that he’s actually watching you

Spooky

We love a sociopath 🥰

Should we? No, but do we? Yes

I feel like violet wouldn’t hate you, but she’d think your a dumb bitch

In her mind she doesn’t see why you stay with him, especially when you know everything that he’s done, but she would definitely talk to you about the fight

She would justify your feelings and make you feel validated

Wait....

Should you…

Should you date violet….?

Maybe. Possibly. Probably

Depending on the severity of the fight, you might need anywhere between a couple of hours, to a couple of days to cool off

The whole time he’d be watching you… always lurking… always watching….

👀

Kit Walker:

I’m going to be honest, I am having a hard time thinking of something to fight over with Kit

Maybe him inviting Jude- a woman who tortured him- into his house with his wife (you) and your kids?

Or possibly him overworking himself trying to build a better life for you and your guys’ family?

Either way, I think he wouldn’t yell. He’d be patient with you and would be understanding

He would try to see your point of view before explaining why he feels a certain way

Oh? What’s that sound?

Thats the sound of a healthy relationship!!!

After you both cooled off, he would hug you, apologize, and place a kiss on your forehead

He’d feel extremely bad about fighting with you and would want to make it up to you any chance he could, even though you told him your forgave him and that you weren’t bothered

He would cuddle you for sure

I think he’d be scared of upsetting you, but you didn’t realize how worried he actually is, so when you sit in bed getting ready to sleep and he turns to you with tears in his eyes and asks if you’re mad at him, you realize that he still feels bad

You have to explain to him that you’re not going to just leave him because of a small disagreement and that you’re not mad at him

Kit >>>>>

Kyle Spencer:

He would be scared to make you mad

If he senses something is slightly wrong, he will start apologizing over and over again

You could sigh, and he would be in tears

Protect him at all costs

He tries to talk to you in a calm manner and actually gets quieter

You would have to assure him that its alright and that you don’t hate him

Because he thought that you hate him and will cry

Cuddles afterwards

You don’t really fight because of it, so you have some well mannered, and calm disagreements

He would be so scared of you breaking up with him or hating him forever

He’d just go quiet and start apologizing quietly

When you’re annoyed and ranting to him, you immediately calm down when he goes quiet because you know he’s sad

So you’d give him a hug and a kiss, which would bring a smile to his face

Jimmy Darling:

He gets LOUD

He’ll yell at you, and eventually will scare you enough to just look at him in shock and fear

Especially if he’s drunk

If he’s drunk you refuse to talk to him when he’s yelling because he can get aggressive

You’d have to call his mommy on him to calm him down

Until she died-

Then you’re on your own, kid

You’d probably sleep in amazon eve’s caravan, or hide behind her, or both, both is good

She’d fight for you

She’s so mommy

Jimmy would be apologetic afterwards and tell you it would never happen again

It happens again 🤓

James Patrick March:

He wouldn’t yell at you, he wouldn’t get angry with you, he wouldn’t do anything but listen and agree with you

Which makes you more mad because you’re confused

He’d say things like “yes, darling, I understand, that was an idiotic thing I’ve done”

You calm down and thank him

You two come up with an agreement and all is well

He’d feel bad about upsetting you and apologize

I feel like he wouldn’t be mad at all, you know? Like he loves you and he doesn’t want you to be upset ever, but especially if he’s the reason you’re upset

He’d do anything to make you happy

Kai Anderson:

One of two things could happen

A) he screams at you and will berate you for an hour or more, and then leave you alone in your shared room for hours until he goes in to sleep and he cuddles you and whispers a quick “sorry”

Or option B) he screams at you in your face for hours, hits you, and will berate you until you crying and telling him to stop. Then he’ll give you an evil smirk and throw you into the basement and locks the door. He may leave you there for 3 hours, or 3 days

Winter would come down and give you water, food, and comfort

She’d tell you how to get him calmer faster

Of course she isn’t perfect at it, but she knows a lot more, having to deal with him her entire life

But we clearly saw how well that worked out for her in the end, so hopefully that doesn’t happen to you

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beanghostprincess · 6 months

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would you do platonic ships???? 👀 nami x luffy and nami x sanji. i think luffy and sanji would both be very supportive of nami after she comes out as a lesbian. every time a random guy tries to hit on nami, luffy runs and screams “SHE’S A LESBIAN!!!!” luffy is way too honest but he’s got the spirit

you're asking me literally the best things ever!!! i'm gonna kiss your forehead c'mere--

i'm INSANE for platonic ships. most people don't often pay attention to the beauty of nami's relationship with the guys (especially with sanji and luffy) since they're always being shipped romantically with her. they make me physically unwell. they're so so so important to me. if i could talk about platonic sanami and platonic lunami all the time without it constantly being seen as shippy, believe me, i would be the most annoying person on this site.

btw, i literally choked on my drink while reading what you said about luffy yelling "SHE'S A LESBIAN!!!!!!!!!" because it's so damn real and canon and it's so fucking funny to picture him just- running from one side of the room to the other while yelling that,, he's so protective. maybe too intense about it, but yeah, he's got the spirit!

luffy and nami's relationship is actually really important to me personally because her story and background really resonate with me. i cried so damn much watching arlong park,, not gonna go into detail here, because you all know how important their dynamic and relationship are in canon, but they make me ill. nami spent years without having any friends because she didn't let herself trust others and even less, let herself deserve to have friends. and luffy just appears like a motherfucking ray of sunshine and helps her get out of that toxic and harmful situation she's in. she's herself with the crew. she can be rude and harsh sometimes to keep them in place and yet they still see her as the sweet, fun, caring girl she actually is. she is a thief and a menace and a bit of a bitch (in the BEST sense of the word) and they all know she's always going to be there for them. and she knows they're going to be there for her, too, always. the fact that luffy is always looking after her and protecting her no matter what? the way the first thing that always comes to his mind whenever they're in danger and he has to leave, is to tell either sanji or zoro to look after her for him? it makes me want to curl up and sob. it's not that he thinks she's weak, it's that he knows her fighting style is more to defend herself or others only when needed, and he won't let her be in danger like that. she's the brains, he's the captain. that's HIS navigator. i love the platonic possessiveness of it all. i love them clingy and sappy and holding each other whenever they are sad and always supporting each other. currently, i'm watching wci (everyone knows this because i'm the most annoying sanji fan so ofc i won't shut up) and the fact that she didn't run away when luffy told her so and stayed with him to fight?? the way she stays with him after the fight with sanji???? they are so,,, i just love them so damn much i'm gonna cry. and this is just the example i choose NOW because i'm in a wci mood, but i could talk about them for hours.

i love platonic clingy lunami. i want him to hug her like a koala. i want her to kiss his forehead when he's asking for attention. i want luffy to come to nami when he's feeling bad about something. i want nami to fix the straw hat while he sleeps on her lap. i want them to sleep together and cuddle and-- that scene in punk hazard where she casually feeds him???? that was so cute (this happening while the kids where literally crying makes everything funnier lmao). they understand each other so so well and they're both so protective of each other,,, it's INSANE. it also has to do with the fact that the romance dawn trio will always be at least a tinyyyy bit more personal and intimate than the others, being the first crewmates and all. never forget strong world for giving me so much lunami content. luffy loves her so damn much,,,,,,

she puts luffy in his place whenever he's acting a bit too stupid and he supports her no matter what. i think that's beautiful. because she's always labeled as scary when she gets mad (i mean, understandable) but he still sees her for who she actually is. and it's,,, so,,, so beautiful,,,

and as a lesbian??? i'm not gonna go into detail as to why lesbian nami is important to me because then i wouldn't shut up in ages, but she is so so so so personal to me. and luffy would be so damn supportive of her it makes me cry. in fact, i love the headcanon of the monster trio being all protective when it comes to men flirting with her. because she might know how to handle men to get what she wants, but sometimes guys just fucking suck and they will try to have their way with nami,,, and uhhhh that dude will probably end up dead. don't flirt with nami if you're a boy because you'll probably most definitely die in the hands of these three protective boys.

besides, there's nothing more personal and intimate than the friendship between an aroace and a lesbian. mutual 0 attraction to men, and full room to act clingy without it having to mean anything. i love them to death.

and yeah,,,,, sanami. platonic sanami. don't get me started on platonic sanami, i might actually die before being able to finish writing this whole thing.

i just,,, they make me,,, they make me so happy,,, i,,, cuteness and happiness overload,,,

i hate that i can't talk about them without people thinking it's romantic. I DON'T WANT THEM ROMANTICALLY I WANT THEM TO BE CLINGY AND SUPPORTIVE OF EACH OTHER IN A VERY PLATONIC HOMOSEXUAL WAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

there's nothing more powerful than a lesbian and her golden retriever simp who's also a wet cat and would do anything for her. and oh! turns out the guy is actually very very genderfluid and bisexual and has so much trauma regarding gender and sexuality comprehension that she needs to help him get out of that mindset.

tl;tr: sanji bi trans is so repressed he needs a lesbian to help him.

the vinsmokes fucked up his mindset so much and tbh zeff's views on masculinity (love him tho, he's a great dad) didn't help either. but it's fine because nami is there to help him!!!! her!!!! them!!!! any pronouns sanji, woo-hoo!!!! ivankov would be proud. (projecting my genderfluid lesbian ass in this whole thing lmao)

anyway, the thing with platonic sanami is that i think they're perfect for each other. he simps for her but not only because she's pretty, but because everything nami is. he's constantly talking about her brains and strategies and he knows how fucked up her life has been and how strong she is. he admires her so so much,,, and tbh in my mind, where transfem genderfluid sanji is a thing, they admire her bc that's exactly how they want to be (using all pronouns here for her bc why not, c'mon). and nami might be a bit uhhh tired of sanji's behavior, but she loves him nevertheless. she went through so much during wci, watching sanji fighting with luffy and having to witness it??? when she slaps him in the face and doesn't use 'sanji-kun' like she always does?? it killed me. it hurt worse than a fucking breakup. and then she tells him that she won't let him go away again, and,,, it broke me. she cares so so much for him. she knows he's had a very fucked up life too. they make me go insane. he respects nami and cares about her opinion the most, and i'm tired of people always seeing their relationship as "funny simping guy x mean girl" NO!!!! SHUT UP!!! THEY'RE BEST FRIENDS AND THEY LOVE EACH OTHER SO SO MUCH!!! THEY DESERVE TO BE HAPPY TOGETHER!!!!

forever thinking about how the code for the fridge is nami, robin and sanji's birthdays combined. they literally just- sat together and thought about a code. and they're the only ones who know this. it's so cute,,,

he respects and admires nami, and nami understands why he acts the way he does. and it's,,, so beautiful,,

i think that once she's helped him figure out his identity, they'd be even closer. i'm a sucker for clingy platonic relationships, as you can see, and them finally being able to be clingy would make me so happy. i enjoy sanami fanarts and content only bc i see them like that. they're so real. lesbian/trans bi solidarity.

also, we talk a lot about usopp and nami being gossiping besties, but i think nami and sanji would be the same. they judge you from the other side of the bar. they talk shit about you. be scared of the judgemental gays.

thriller bark. whole cake. skypiea. they have so many moments there,,, they make me so happy. whenever sanji saves her or whenever he's worried sick about her? i die. people die. it's me i'm people and platonic sanami kills me every time.

and you haven't asked me about these but shout out to usopp and zoro also being nami's protective besties. they all love her to death. don't hurt nami, you'll probably die.

#this is so long i am so sorry #honestly that's on you for asking me about my fav platonic ships /j /lh #god i love them so much #nami #black leg sanji #monkey d luffy #platonic sanami #platonic lunami #one piece

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maranull · 1 year

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Sometimes there are days when you're just feeling under the weather. Whether it's stress or poor sleep or some other problems, sometimes you just come home feeling down, you know?

Can I have some headcanons for Elden Ring girls comforting the reader when they're feeling down like that?

Especially Malenia (⁠๑⁠•⁠﹏⁠•⁠)

Also, thank you so much for doing these, they bring me so much warmth and comfort. I hope things go your way in life, have a good one <3

Hug, you're killing me, my heart. Thank you. <3 And I'm really glad you like these!

Melina:

She sticks very close to you. She won't outright hug you unless you ask, but you'll notice her brushing her hand on your side very often. Somehow all her work can suddenly be done from your room and she'll also insist to try and make you your favourite food. Depending on the complexity of said food, she'll fail and you'll get take-out, but she'll try dammit! She might even do tiny theatrics (which she almost never does normally) if she thinks she can steal a smile that way. When you decide to talk about what's bothering you, you'll find no better listener. And if she understands that you are looking for solutions and not just vent, she'll have a bunch of smart and practical ideas to help. If you need a hug, she'll hug you in such a way that no matter how bigger you may are physically, you'll feel all encompassed by her embrace. She sometimes kisses your forehead and hands. She's very warm and smells of home.

Ranni:

Ranni doesn't really know what to do. She'll talk a lot about anything that comes to mind, mostly trying to take your mind away from what's bothering you. Between her random attempts of finding a topic that is distracting to you, she'll just give you quick hugs out of nowhere. If all of these fail, she'll sigh, lean on your shoulder and quietly ask what can she do to help. She's a very active listener, and her questions will often make you think from perspectives you haven't touched yet.

Malenia:

While knowing how to comfort you doesn't come naturally to Malenia, she has quite the experience in dealing with shitty situations, so she draws from those experiences to help. When Miquella was having trouble, she used to pet his head, so she does that to you. When she was in pain, he used to tell her stories, sometimes his own, sometimes from a book, so she reads to you too. She doesn't get too close physically (unless you ask, in which case she immediately comes to you, ignoring her Rot-based reservations) but she'll stay next to you and hold your hand, using her thumb to rub it very, very gently. If you do ask for a hug, she'll lift you on her lap and cover you whole. When you talk to her, she's very quiet, but you have this sense that she understands fully what you're saying.

Marika:

She doesn't do comfort. What she will do, is give her whole being into fighting whatever bothers you. Bad day at work? Marika will show up at your boss's bedroom at midnight, give them a very threatening talk (sledgehammer in hand) to chill the fuck down. Bad night? She will find Trina and will give them the most mom-talk of all talks to get them to chill with you. Life being a bitch in general? Girly will fight any and all gods to have you happy. Basically, her instinct is to fight whatever hurts you, consequences be damned.

Sorry for taking so long. I'm too slow of a writer and work this week has been a pain and not giving me time to write during work hours (the audacity!).

Anywho, thank you for the ask! This was probably my favourite prompt ever.

#elden ring #melina #ranni the witch #malenia blade of miquella #queen marika the eternal #x reader #headcanons #asks #i think this is my fav of my own headcanon posts #really proud of it #hmm hmm #adding my personal meli tag to find this post easier later don't mind me ->#melina adoring hours again

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shoutascoffeepot · 2 years

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Satoru is the type to...

care for you with both big lavish gestures and little things. a keychain reminded him of you, a dish you like, you mentioning you needed a new pair of mittens, one time you talked about a place you always wanted to visit, a way you wanted to be surprised. he will note all the things you wanted to do to accompany you to them.

stare, a lot. he does not feel ashamed if he made above-average eye contact or if his piercing blue eyes have lingered on yours. if anything it's as if time slows down and he finds it soothing that the world seems to stop spinning and breathe with him at you when you stare back before quickly glancing away, flustered. then the world resumes spinning, encore.

talk like his life depends on it. maybe it would seem shallow and he's just an idiot with a big mouth at first glance. albeit it's also just part of his complexity. he talks big to hide his true intentions and even when he speaks the truth his enemies take him lightly (jogo, for example). but this trait doesn't fade when he's with you; he uses his big words to describe in painful details how much in love he is. how he had developed a new purpose because of you and how you're his one and only.

gossip, more than aunties drinking chai together. it's one of his favorite activities too! to just chill in some place with sunlight and scenery with you and just reciting all the incidents and nitpicking at things then laughing together at bad humor.

book spa dates for you to to continue to either discuss topics concerning the broken humor you both share, your endless undying love for each other, or how this bitch at work dared to play dumb to brush you off.

cook. while he does enjoy spending god-knows-how-much eating out, he does sometimes cook. not the greatest gourmet chef of all time but he does know a trick or two with the cutting and can put edible, tasty food on his plate. it probably surprises most as he always buys food you might think he doesn't know how to cook, but then why the hell does he have a kitchen for?

constantly redecorate in his free time. it's true, he does have a minimalistic luxe house. yet he always finds ways to waste his rotting money. he probably buys a new sofa and donates the last one because he found it more fitting to his vision. (what vision really?)

listen. he's surely a talk-big-time person but he also has the secret ability to listen. only when he wants to, though. so if his special someone is feeling down and starts venting out and/or breaking down in front of him he would listen intently until the end. then offer a forehead kiss and comfort you with whatever words he can think of at that moment to respond with.

#satoru gojo #gojo #gojo satoru #satoru x reader #gojo headcanons #satoru headcanons #im braindead yall ples #tis all i got #satoru gojo fluff #satoru gojo x reader #satoru gojo jjk #jujutsu kaisen #gojo fluff #gojo x reader #gojo jujutsu kaisen #jjk

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ladylooch · 9 months

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Emma being a big sister to jack and Luke hughes

🤭 hehehehe. Oh Jack is so glad he didn't have an older sister after this.

My left eye puckers from a distinct twitch. Lexi is talking to me about her most recent irritation with being 8 months pregnant and hating how much Nico is gone. But I can barely listen. Instead, my eyes are focused on the Hughes brothers who have set up shop at the end of the table, schmoozing and flirting with women who came here with sinister thoughts.

“Em.” Lexi whines, grabbing at my forearm as Nico and Timo return. “I need your support! I’m about to cut this baby out of me myself.”

“Yeah, it’s like that sometimes.” I shrug, ripping at my cocktail napkin.

“Here you go baby.” My brother murmurs to Lexi, leaning down to give her a kiss. She frowns down at the soda water with a lime.

“Take a sip of your beer and kiss me.” She snaps, gripping the middle of his sweatshirt and pulling his face to hers.

“Remember those days?” Timo chuckles as he sits down next to me, smooching my cheek.

“Yeah.” I sigh, taking a big sip of my Cosmopolitan. “Mmmm.” I’m glad to not be the pregnant one with the heat we’ve had since returning to New Jersey.

“Bitch.” Lexi mumbles.

My eyes float back over to the Hughes boys again. I frown deeply at the woman fawning over Luke. She is way too…. Bleh to be talking to him and leaning in so enthralled with every word. And what the hell is Jack doing letting his little brother drink a beer so openly? He should be at least wrapping it up in a napkin. The three other family members of mine talk together at the table without me about the newest Hischier joining us in a few weeks.

“Em.” Timo eventually pokes at my side.

I don’t respond. Instead, my eyes are laser focused on the blonde who is too damn close to Luke for my liking.

“Baby, I need to go to the bathroom.” I say to Timo abruptly. He stands, then watches me walk immediately in the opposite direction of the restroom. Luke chokes on his drink as I come to drop my full weight onto his thigh. His hand immediately goes around my hips, practically quivering, as I toss a casual arm over his shoulder. My pink finger nail pokes into Jack’s bicep.

“Who is your brother’s friend?” I ask Jack pointedly. He furrows his eyebrows at me, then looks behind us assumingely at my husband.

“Ah… Katie or something?” He motions with his drink then shrugging like he doesn’t care. I don’t even need to say anything. My look to Luke’s older brother says it all. “Ladies, thanks for keeping us company but ah… mom’s here now and it’s about our curfew.”

“You calling me old?” I quip back with a snort.

“No. I’m calling you a helicopter parent. Poor Lio.”

“Hey. Show some respect to your mother.” Timo snaps as he comes up, resting a hand behind Luke on the bar. “And get your hand higher than that, kid.” Luke blushes a deep red, taking a big gulp of his Coors Light. His hand stays in place on my left hip.

“Luke, I expect this from Jack, but not you.” I brush a curl off his forehead. He blushes deeper.

“He’s a bad influence.” Luke mumbles.

“And to think you’ve been nominated for the Lady Byng. What is so gentlemanly about a different woman every night?” I tisk. “Guess this is why you don’t win.”

“Fuc-” He cuts himself off with an exasperated sip of his drink.

“Take care of your brother. Or I’ll tell your real mom.” I retort. I kiss Luke’s cheek, then pats his shoulder before walking back to the table.

Nico grins as I sit back down at our booth.

“I tried to tell him you would be visiting if he didn’t wrap it up.”

“Some things Jack Hughes needs to learn the hard way.” I respond after watching Jack and Luke filter back to the rest of the single guys, forgetting about the vultures for the night.

#b answers #TM: Loving & Leaving

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hum--hallelujah · 6 months

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It makes him dizzy, how much he loves these people. These are his people. His friends. His family, and his everything. So the fuck what if they’re blood-drinking, cold-hearted vampires to the rest of the world. They’re his vampires, and he knows that’s not true. He’s never met anyone as warm as them.

No wonder Sandman is an arsonist. Donnie claims he set shit on fire as a kid to keep himself warm at night when he was lonely, and when the flames spread it stuck with him. The habit, and the warmth. Sandman’s softer than he gives himself credit for. He puts on a big nasty painted grin and bares both pairs of teeth, but he’s the warmest of them all. He always feels so bad, strokes Crab’s hair when the others feed.

Only one of them can at a time. Obviously. One human is not enough food for three hungry vampires, not when they want to keep him alive, at least. Donnie is the one who cleans him up. If Benze has been drinking his blood, he’s always far too dazed and shaken by the end of it to be the doctor. They still don’t know if it’s a personality thing, the distant, almost drunken shock that takes hold of Benze when he’s just eaten, or if it’s because he was made different than Sandman or Donnie.

Donnie is careful and gentle, if unpracticed, when he dabs at the bite marks. He’s Crab’s blood family. When Crab is dazed like this, the irony seems hilarious. His only blood, drinking his blood, and then patching him back up like they used to as kids when they’d get into petty scraps and then make up later. Crab giggles, lets his head fall back against Sandman, nose stroking lightly against his cheek.

Sandman never feeds on him. Never. Not once. They’ve fought about this. But it’s okay. Sandman always, always holds him. It doesn’t matter if it’s this or a real injury. Sandman is so good at holding. Crab can feel him turn his head, nuzzling at his hair. Sandman kisses his forehead. Crab smiles at that.

“Hi,” he breathes, lightheaded. Sometimes he can't tell if it's more from the blood loss or from the contact it entails. He thinks he could get drunk on this feeling, of loving and being loved in return, in the most visceral of ways.

“Hi,” Sandman whispers back. He's positioned behind Crab, with Crab leaning back against his chest and his chin hooked over Crab's shoulder. He strokes Crab's face again, doing a shitty job of hiding that he's checking his pulse. “How you feeling?”

Crab’s hands are shaking, just a tiny bit. Benze and Donnie are always so, so careful with him. They would never take more than he can spare to lose. He’s a little bit dizzy, and the puncture wound stings, but he’ll be fine by morning.

“I’m fine,” he replies, rolling his eyes though it sets his narrow view, mostly of his friends, tilting. Sandman lets out a relieved sigh. Crab huffs a quiet laugh. “Relax, dude. It’s okay.”

“I know,” Sandman says tersely. He’s so rarely this edgy, at least not so obviously. It’s almost endearing, but mostly sweet.

Crab turns his head awkwardly so he can look Sandman at an angle, peering up at him from his position with his head resting comfortably on his shoulder. “I’m okay,” he says softly.

“Don’t begrudge us our concern,” Donnie says. “Move over, he gripes, then knees Sandman in the ribs climbing onto the couch with them and gets an amused oof in return. Donnie will always, always choose to take care of Sandman if he has to choose. He knows his cousin can handle himself. Sandy’s a different deal. It's almost scary the bond those two have, and it has been since they were little. Crab used to feel like an outsider around them because they're so close. Now he's grateful for it. They won't ever end up alone.

Donnie slots himself in beside Sandman and reaches for Crab's hand. It's like they think they're killing him, or something. If he was dying, or even a bit too dizzy, he'd tell them. They should know that by now. There's no need to be so melodramatic about it. Being a dramatic bitch is his job. Crab tells them this.

"You guys know," he says, breathing softly against Sandman's jaw, "You make way too big a deal out of this?"

"Shut up," Sandman grumbles, low enough that Crab can feel the vibration where he's leaning against Sandman's chest.

"No way," Crab retorts, smirking a little dizzily. "It doesn't bother me, you know that."

"Maybe it should," says Donnie, sounding mildly perturbed. "We're not gonna stop worrying," he adds, then sighs, exasperated. "Benze, come here."

There's a moment's heavy hesitation. "Are you sure?" Benze asks quietly. When Crab turns his head to look at him, he's looking at Sandman. There's some kind of bad blood between them. Pun intended. It's like no matter how hard they try or how much they love each other, they're still afraid. Of each other, or what they're capable of. They can practically read each other's minds. Crab doesn't know what there is to be afraid of, but he sees the fear anyway.

"Benze," he murmurs. "Baby. Come here." It's a cheap shot, honestly. He knows the pet names are one thing Benze can never withstand. He kind of wonders if Benze had ever been loved before they met. It's a little sad to think about for too long. But it works. Benze's face, smeared with his blood a few minutes ago before he had the presence of mind to clean himself up, crumbles and he slowly joins them on the sagging couch.

"It's okay, dude," mutters Sandman, stretching out one hand to grab Benze by the back of the neck and pull their foreheads together. Benze sinks onto the cushions, hands briefly ghosting over the bandaged bite marks before he curls himself tightly, almost protectively, around Crab's side.

"Hey, baby," Crab whispers. Benze blinks slowly at him, red reflection from his eyes flickering in the half light. "You're okay. I trust you," he says, though he's said it so many times. "I love you." Benze still flinches at that. That's part of why Crab says it so much. Half to teach him that it's true, but partly to see the stunned, awestruck look in his eyes. It's like magic.

"Thank you," Benze whispers back. It doesn't matter if he means for feeding him or for loving him. It's kind of the same thing, anyway. Benze doesn't say I love you back. He never does. Crab isn't sure he'll ever be able to. But he knows.

Their blood is cooler than it should be, they can't regulate temperature as well as they should be able to, but with the three of them wrapped around him like this, Crab feels warm. How could anyone ever think they're monsters when they're so full of love? How could anyone ever fear them? How could they hate them?

He loves them so much he'd die for them. Bleed for them. He loves them so much, it makes him dizzy. There's nothing wrong with that being extremely, viscerally literal. Because it means that they know. And that's the warmest thing he can think of.

#um... yeah #so this is very non canon to the AU but I had an itch and I wanted to scratch it #she writes!#tskom #the same kind of monster #(but different kinds of blood)#(which is a working/title for a different actually canon fic for this au once i get the first bit done)#honestly i just about said it all in this. so. here we are #somehow i got more attached to my versions of the suitehearts than even the fab four. oops?#(i’m not even sorry. i love them)

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