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portcakess · 6 months
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Sweet Tooth Dottore . ⋆ੈ✩‧₊˚ೃ༄
HC: I'd like to imagine that the feared Second harbinger, Dottore, has a HUGE sweet tooth with no consequences
a/n: this is my first story and headcanon here! please IM TRYING MY BEST
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Like what the Raiden Shogun said,  "Cavities are no big deal — you can just replace your teeth." Which is the case for Dottore.
He's one of the smartest, most knowledgeable, beings in Teyvat and has conducted countless experiments on others and himself. Surely the Doctor definitely has modified parts of his body. He doesn't replace his organic parts with pure metal covered in synthetic, close to life, skin. That's what his segments are for. Instead what he did is create some sort of serum or potion that allows his teeth to grow back. Perhaps he being the genius he is extracted that ability from a shark, modified it to be able to work on his own body.
You are quite fond of his natural sharp teeth, you think its endearing, sometimes out of pure impulse and much to his irritation, you like to cup his cheeks then spread them open with your thumbs to shape his lips to a smile (more like a grimace from his unwillingness to be part of your shenanigans), in the middle of kissing then proceeding to open his jaw to examine his sharp teeth. No matter how much you see them, you couldn't get enough. He doesn't have it in him to stop you, he's quite fond of that focused and fascinated expression you have plastered on your face when you're interested in something, much more when he's that subject.
What horrifies you is when he would out of nowhere yank out a tooth from his mouth. You two could be hanging out in his lab, he could be in the middle of an experiment, mid conversation, and he wouldn't hesitate or even tell you moments before he yanks out a tooth, insisting that he felt a small ache, immediately recognized it was a cavity and needed to purge the distraction. All while some blood dribbles out of his mouth. Don't worry! It grows back in 10 minutes!
Teeth aside, now onto the cause of his concerning habits.
Fortunately, he doesn't have to worry about any health issues asides from mild cavities that don't even get the chance to develop much. He's immune to every disease and every possible health related problem.
Unfortunately for you, you were still pure 100% human and can be prone to any disease out there. Being the normal human being you are in contrary to your lover, you can't help but also feel horrified when you see Dottore put at least 12 tablespoons of sugar in his drink of choice. 10 teaspoons on a good day. He doesnt sleep often, unless you somehow miraculously convince him to sleep with you that night. He needs all the sugar on top of SOME coffee to keep his mind functioning sufficiently for his experiments and research.
"Would you like some coffee with your sugar?"
Recall that one time, he received a not so satisfactory report from one of his segments due to some unfortunate circumstances in their mission. His expression one moment clouded over with irritation and mild rage, then the next moment much calmer when you, who had been sitting on the office desk with your back faced to the segment during his meeting, had fed him a spoonful of the parfait you had happened to be eating.
From that day onward, the segments make sure to inform you before their creator if their mission went badly just so you could prepare some desserts for your boyfriend so that he doesn't end up possibly wiping out any of the segments you're quite fond of upon hearing the news.
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If he cooks for you, which is already a rare occasion on its own. He makes two separate batches for the each of you. One of his batches would follow the normal, healthy amount of sweet that he followed from what he knows or from a recipe, then the other...would be for him, certainly much much sweeter than yours. You dont mind it too much, him constantly eating sweets makes his lips taste like candy!
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pankomako · 9 months
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have a bunch of random gang's bay doodles. i have had SO few ideas recently
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afarcryfrommymain · 1 year
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💚💚💚💖💖💖 for aphid!!
Was gonna awnser tmmrw, but I can't sleep, so here we are
Send 💚 for a reason NOT to date my muse send 💖 for a reason to date my muse
💚He straight won't tell you when he has a problem until it's absolutely unavoidable. It's the most frustrating thing on Earth because it's very clear something is wrong, but he won't say anything unless you force it out of him. Like "for fucks sake just tell me what's wrong" and even then you might not get an awnser.
💚The way he sleeps seems like it would be nice at first- when he isn't have a nightmare or whatever he is very still and stays in the same spot all night- then you try to get some extra blanket in the night and woops sorry! He's somehow in a state of rigor mortis while still alive, and you physically cannot move him. If you get too hot at night and are the little spoon? No escape- wake him up or die of heat stroke because he's warm as fuck too. (And its not easy to wake him up) On more than one occasion whoever he's with wakes up and thinks he's dead for a solid minute because his breathing is so soft and again- you can't fuckin move him. It's terrifying every time, and he doesn't seem to understand why.
💚self isolates, like a lot. This is similar to the first issue, but this one makes it worse bc one day he has a metal breakdown and good fucking luck finding him that day. He drops off the face of the Earth- he does leave a note or a text that amounts to a "back soon" but will dip, worry you sick, and then show up again like "hi sorry I just had to cry and scream and throw up for 10 hrs straight I'm normal again" he doesn't tell you why
OK positives
💖he will listen to you for hours and hours and hours- he doesn't get bored of it, he loves hearing what you have to say and pays attention like you're going to quiz him on it later (that doesn't happen but he'll bring up the topic later if/when he thinks of questions to ask about it)
💖Excellent cook - if he doesn't know how to cook or bake your favorite thing, he will learn by the end of the week. He makes things spicy usually but if you ask for it more mild then he'll tone I down for you
💖if you find something that flusters him and leaves him like putty once, it will never not in the future. Small actions or calling him an extra mushy name make him a gooy mess every time. It never gets old for him.
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hancockstan · 2 years
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Everyday. Everyday I live my life on the edge by having my far cry and fallout sideblogs right next to each other.
Could you imagine I make a post about Far Cry John and accidentally select this blog. I’d delete out of shame. I have posted the Hancock hate unintentionally through accidental miscontext.
But. Only one thing worse. Posting innocent ghoul fucking appreciation and having it interpreted as lust for the 5’6” ex lawyer cultist who literally canonically will not take no for an answer. I’d never live it down. See me uninstalling tumblr.
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sharkieboi · 1 month
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why is Chilchuck my new favorite character
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neoarchipelago · 8 months
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Just saw a TikTok where a kid send their favorite stuff animal to his dad who's deployed. Just imagine this happening with 141 🥺 (I'm actually sending this to my favorite writers hoping I can get a cute scenario 😅)
That sounds adorable... I melted at the thought. Sorry it got very angst with Ghost but I'm feral for this man and I'd give him babies any time he wants.
Warning: slight NSFW, f!reader, angst and comfort
Price:
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Price would frown but have a little smirk, watching the recruit hand him a cardboard box. His smile spreads when he notices figures of who it is from.
He wouldn't mind opening it in front of the team. They'd be busy bickering anyway.
He swears his heart stops for a second and he sees the soft thing. He could recognize it in the middle of the battlefield, the awful thought putting a ping of anger in his heart.
He'd be silent for a moment, looking at the round pink thing, his mind instantly wandering home, to you and your daughter.
He took the tiny note, scribbled a bit. "Keep you company daddy. Love, mom and me"
He swears he could cry right now.
He keeps it in his barracks, hidden so well no one ever glanced at it until he left. He wouldn't dare taking it with him, not wanting to soil it with he horrors of the battlefield.
He hugs it at night, until the day he returns, his daughter running to him as he holds the stuffed animal who kept his sanity strong.
He makes sure to worship you that night, thanking you silently for making him the happiest man on earth. In the morning you're sore but oh so happy. He whispers sweet nothings as he helps prepare breakfast, thanking you for giving him a daughter and home to come to.
Soap:
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Soap would be thrilled to see the box for him. He wouldn't even wait to open it, under the amused gazes of the team.
He'd smile brightly at the sight of the little shark, immediately taking the note to read it out loud "to help you fight daddy!"
He run around the room, holding it up in the air, voicing to his team how happy he was, how proud of his son and how he absolutely loved you for giving him such a gift .
He'd keep it at all times at base. The round thing on the table in front of him during meetings.
He calls it Sergeant Sharky, everyone starting referring it by the same name.
At night he hold it tight, it's more intimate. He can let himself feel the way he misses home, almost tearing up. He knows you're waiting for him at home, probably preparing for his arrival.
He swears he's the happiest man alive.
When he gets home he tells stories of Sergeant Sharky on the battlefield (never anything gory) his boy being in absolute amazement over how his favorite stuffed animal was a hero with his dad.
He absolutely ravages you that night, almost begging you for another kid, begging to make him a daddy again. He just praises you for being the best mama, the best wife. He has you limping by morning as he holds his son, running around with him as he winks at you, subtly hinting to his son to ask you for a sibling.
Gaz:
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I feel like gaz would open it with the team too. Though he'd be much more hidden and private about it.
He immediately smiles when he sees the little white bear inside of the box. He can't help the sadness and yearning he feels almost immediately.
The images of you, laughing in the morning as his son jumps on the bed to wake him up makes his throat burn slightly.
He found the indulging gaze of Price who noticed the fluffy thing.
He'd read the note to himself, hiding it from anyone's gaze.
"to take care of you daddy" he has to blink away the blurriness.
He'd be more secret about it, but as soon as his in his tent the toy is with him at all times. He finds himself sometimes talking to it. "Yeah... I miss home too. We'll go back to them."
He finds himself with a new strength, the battle almost feeling less heavy on him. He's doing it for you. For his son. To try and make the world a better place.
He almost runs home from the airport, throwing the front door open, bags dropping to the floor as you see him. Your mouth opens slightly, shocked, but he sees the relief in your eyes. He kisses you deeply, the sound of tiny running footsteps from the hallway making his heart stammer in his chest.
He's home. That night he makes love to you, lovingly, sweetly and with such love that you find yourself crying and clinging to him. He finds himself absolutely loving the way your son runs into the room by morning, waking him up. He doesn't give a shit how tired he is.
Ghost:
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Oh god... Here I go...
When he's handed the box, he frowns. He immediately retreats to his tent to open it. He freezes when he sees the white and brown bunny.
He's scared to touch it. His gloves feel disgusting and tainted with horrors. He rips them off his hands, putting the box down on his bed to rush to wash his hands. They're clean, albeit sweaty but he just can't seem to shake away the feeling of blood on them.
When he finally let's himself touch the soft thing he holds it like it's the most fragile thing he ever touched. It shouldn't be here. So close to him when he's a monster right now.
The note breaks him. "Come back to us" it's your writing, she's too small to write. But there's a tiny sun scribbled in pencil next to it.
He rips off his mask bringing the bunny to his forehead as his head bows down, closing his eyes. He's crying. He feels guilty from being away from you. From his daughter. From home. Home that you allowed him, after he had thought he'd never be worthy of it.
It stays in his things. Hidden. He very rarely takes it out. Tries to not look at it too much. He's almost protecting it from even witnessing the base. Keeping it away from Ghost. That he tried to keep at the front door every time he came home.
When he gets home he needs time. It's always the same. He calls you, announcing that he is back. He takes 24h to remain on base, letting himself split from the battlefield. He needs time. You know it. You understood it.
When he gets home you notice something else this time. His eyes look at you with such adoration that you catch yourself almost hyperventilating. He often looks at you with love and care. But right now he looks at you like you were his goddess, his air and life essence. The same look he gives your daughter, like she's the only thing that ever matters to him.
He sits on the couch later, handing the bunny to his daughter who beams at the sight of her bunny back. He softly thanked her for sending the bunny to him. Softly explains that she should keep it home, it'd get dirty with daddy. You noticed the subtle message underneath his words. You want to hug him. But of course she understands. Such a clever girl.
He fucks you passionately and hard. He marks you with hickeys and bites, he gets lost in you, lost in your scent, the soft sheets are freshly clean. Your moans anchor him to his new found paradise.
He's got a small need to breed you again. But he'd talk to you about it. Beg on his knees if necessary, hoping that you'd be merciful to grant him another miracle. (As if he needed to do anything else but simply ask. Like you weren't the one who'd kneel for him if he asked.)
If you were the one to start the conversation, about, perhaps, maybe, if there was a chance, at some point "just spill it out love" "I want a baby... Again"
Absolutely feral. Literally throws your pill to the trash. It's on.
Doesn't let go of his daughter for days. She's in heaven as daddy holds her whenever she wants, reads her stories and plays with her. He keeps bending you over the nearest surface if she's napping or playing at a family's house (extremely rare, he's a protective wolf over her)
Spoils her rotten, he feels so guilty for leaving for such long periods of time. Spoils you as well.
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sharkorok · 5 months
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“did you drink water?” (enha)
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or where enhypen reacts to their idol!s/o passing out
cw/genre: fainting, mostly fluff but reader is hard on themself
requested: yassss :D
a/n: why does it feel like a year since I last posted lolol srry but papa sharkie’s home now
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heeseung
-ok so it happened at a music festival you both were attending, n after his performances were done he decided to visit you !!
-you looked pale and he was worried but he understood how both of your careers work, until you missed a step and fell down, slumping on the floor
-he had to fight every single nerve in his body, he wanted to run to you and check on you, he was so nervous :(
-the second you were backstage and no cameras were around he was all over you, he got you water and some snacks from food vendors, laying you down and playing with your hair while some medical staff made sure you’re alright
-kisses you all over and takes ur phone so you can’t look at twitter so you don’t see any posts being mean or u get embarrassed
-he’s so so so comforting and he refuses to leave ur side until staff pries him off
-expect him to visit your hotel and hold you until you fall asleep, esp if u were nauseous !
-ur members gush that he stayed with u the whole night until his manager found him
jay
-awards show rehearsals and stage prep, groups were mingling around the venue, while your’s was getting their mics checked and stuff
-you want to put your full effort in, even if it was just rehearsals and mic checks, especially to impress ur boyfie lol <3
-but you served too hard and you stumbled, falling over as your members rushed to catch you, Jay practically jumping from where he was sitting
-he runs backstage and he’s taking care of u, chilled water bottle and a cold towel around your neck, making sure staff is checking on you and asking every few seconds about what happened exactly
-and if u try to say something? “shhh baby, don’t talk right now.”
-gets so >:[ if you even try to suggest you continuing to perform!
-“jay, I feel better, I can take a ten minute stage.” “nuh-uh.” and ur just like omfg this boy
-so begrudgingly you stay behind during the live performance, and jay promises you that you didn’t let anyone down, your health is the top priority
jake
-nearly exposes your relationship with his reaction (I’m gonna be honest I’m out of scenarios so sorry)
-he practically jumps out of his seat the second you collapse on stage, jay grabbing his wrist and gesturing towards the cameras focused on them
-“I can’t just not see them!” “I know, but staff will take care of y/n. Let’s just wait for attendees to leave.” jay reassured, but jake still wasn’t happy
-he was gripping the seats trying not to run to you immediately
-and the second he can see you again?? he makes sure to ask staff what he can do to help you, and if you’re alright and he’s constantly kissing the back of your hand
-“no baby, don’t get up just yet, wait until we get the clear from staff ok?”
-you’re so EMBARRASSED!! so ur like hiding in his shoulder, trying not to cry
-he’s hyping you up tho and trying to bring some light to the situation like, “wow you performed so well that even ur own body couldn’t handle it babe”
-sneaks into ur company van so he can make sure ur okay on the way home LMAO
sunghoon
-there’s a fancam out there of his reaction to you fainting on stage where you can clearly see him saying “oh shit”
-nervously looking at his members w an evident side eye as if he’s asking if he should pull a k drama moment and run up there to hold you or if he should keep his job
-so so so nervous that it might be something more serious, or you could’ve fallen in a way that got you a head injury, or maybe it just so embarrassed that you’ll faint again once u wake up who knows
-my king of overthinking
-but doesn’t want to worry you or make it a big deal because he understands how that can make someone feel worse LMAO
-“omg y/n you fainted?? I didn’t even notice ong you’re so professional babe 😍😍”
-doesn’t really know how to help you so he’s awkwardly standing around staff while offering the occasional “whooo you can do it y/n!!” tryna be supportive 💀
-once ur better he feels more comfortable taking you out for some comfort food and supplies a ton of kisses
sunoo
-ok this has been on my mind the entire time while I was writing this but he’d def argue w people online if “lazy” or “unprofessional” accusations started popping up
-he probably already has a fan acc he uses to stalk posts pertaining him or you, n he’s pressed when he sees a tabloid accusing you of being lazy
-you come home after a quick check up to see him furiously typing on the couch b4 he looks up to you and gets all smiley again
-so so so supportive and also distracts you from the situation so you don’t have to think about it :>
-“shhh don’t look at Twitter let’s just watch this cute little show together ok? :)”
-keeps an extra close eye on ur Twitter feed for the next few days
-and an even closer eye on ur health! switches out any dietary supplements u take for multivitamins n fights w staff if they try to continue a restrictive diet on you
-ensures you’ll never faint again to the best of his ability
jungwon
-literally the second u woke up it was “did you drink enough water today??”
-you thought u died and ascended to heaven and you were looking at an angel but it was just jungwon worriedly staring at you
-doesn’t want to seem immature by hounding staff to ask questions, but truthfully, he wants to grab them by the shoulders and freak out
-but he wants to be strong for u!! and so he grabs you the best water bottle, some snacks for your blood sugar, and a fan in order to help you recover
-is so comforting about it, reassures you that this is going to happen to basically every idol, he’s so sweet I’m going to cry.
-sends a bouquet to the dorms later on with a “hope you feel better!” card T^T
niki
-he’s so worried about you but he could tell with the recent dating rumors between you two he has to stay as calm as possible, in case fans were trying to film his reaction
-another idol tried to invite him to the after party but he’s nowhere to be found, practically sprinting backstage to check on you
-“babe omg u literally fell for me…” <- the first thing he says upon seeing you -_- lolol
-doesn’t really know how to act in front of management and staff, so once you two are in a more private space he’s all over you
-checking your temp, elevating your head, googling how to help someone recovery from fainting LMAO
-“trust I’ll report every single fancam I see” <- him if u say ur embarrassed about passing out on stage
-sweet boy flies off of the couch you’re laying on the second ur manager comes in tho lol, expect him to visit later tonight to properly make sure ur ok! <3
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vctrvn-ls · 7 months
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Hellooo, could you write a '3am though ' about the Boys being clingy? Cause I feel like everyone is clingy in a different way hehe
Types of Clingy | Beta Squad |
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Chunkz
His clingyness would show through being a little too co-dependent. I’m not saying he wouldn’t be able to make independent decisions at all, but most of the time he would definitely want your opinion…on pretty much like everything. New shoes, place to stay while on a work trip, where to eat, how to dress for the weather and on and on. Sometimes it’s nice to know that someone wants to hear your point of view, but other times it could be very very annoying.
Sharky
Sharky’s thing is definitely constantly texting or like somehow communicating through his phone 24/7. Doesn’t matter if you’re calling, chatting or just sending each other goofy snaps, he needs to constantly talk. He’d always send “update” messages out of nowhere, like imagine he decided to go to the store to buy some fruits and he’s in line, waiting and bored and suddenly some drama happens between a customer and the worker. He’d whip out his phone in a fraction of a second and begin describing the entire situation to you. Most of the time you don’t mind it, the opposite, you actually like it, but sometimes Sharky can get a little persistent and if you don’t reply while he’s currently bored, he’s going to spam your phone, asking where are you and “why are you ignoring me?”
Niko
Time is money to this man. Quality time is gold and Niko definitely wants it. He’s a busy man himself but if he finds out you have even a small 20 minute break from anything, you best be ready for him to appear and persuade you to do something together. Maybe you’re at work and you’re having lunch, in which case he’d offer to drive you to the nearest coffee shop, maybe you’re at uni and you have a free period during which he’ll sneak you out to have some ice cream. And when he’s done with work for the day, the first thing he’s doing is calling you and saying that he’s finally free from whatever, after which he would definitely suggest going somewhere, no matter how tired he was.
AJ
“Lisa are you dumb? AJ hates human contact, he said so himself like 100 times! You’re not telling me he’d be the physically clingy one!”
Hahahah - is my response guys. AJ. Would be. Possessive. (as fuck) Okay yes he hates it when people touch him BUT YOU AREN’T JUST PEOPLE! He wants you to constantly hold his hand or arm, he needs it. And for him it would be a totally normal thing to have his arm around your waist at all times when going out. He wants people to know that you’re with him, that you’re his and that nothing is getting in between the two of you. Doesn’t matter where: party, grocery store, at a fucking dentist appointment, this guy couldn’t care less, just as long as he’s somehow holding onto you or you’re holding onto him.
Kenny
This one a bit sad. I think Kenny would be a little insecure. Like ok we know he’s the sexiest man alive but in his eyes he’s still not good enough for you. And that’s exactly what gnaws at him. Sometimes arguments would spur between the two of you out of nothing. Imagine you went out and didn’t tell Kenny, just forgot to mention or you were in a hurry. When you finally come back home he’d be like “where have you been?” , “why didn’t you tell me you were going out?” , “who’d you go out with?” , but it wouldn’t be in a controlling sense, you get me? Like he’d be worried, paranoid even and to you sometimes it would seem stupid. Like you shouldn’t be constantly explaining things to him. But no matter how mad or pissed you wanna be at him, you can’t. Why? Cause it’s Kenny and Kenny is 🔛🔝 of everything <3
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kennysboxergf · 9 months
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Special Bond ~ Sharky
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You and Sharky always had a special bond.
Don’t get it twisted, you loved everyone in the Beta Squad, a group of people who you now called your family. 
You and Niko were always the duo everyone feared. You were known for the deadliest of pranks when you two worked together so everyone stayed out of your ways. You had many laughs and tears of laughter with him.
You and Kenny shared a love of boxing. You would go with him to the gym to train and cheer him on when he fought matches. The other boys were always scared by how loud your voice could be when you really wanted Kenny to hear you in the ring. He was always kind to you and supported you in everything you did and all you did was return the favour.
You and Chunkz favoured each other for a break from the others. Sure both of you were loud, chaotic people with other members of the group around but both of you also appreciated the value of alone time. That’s why you used each other as scapegoats when you needed that time. You two would pretend to have plans with the other when it was all too much to just get together and listen to music. Maybe one of you would talk, maybe you both would, maybe no one would. That's why it worked, there were no expectations when you were together and it took the burden off of your chests.
You and AJ were a violation machine. The two of you could often be caught rattling off insult after insult at the other knowing deep inside that none of it really mattered at the end because you two loved each other.
But you didn’t love anyone in the group like you loved Sharky. It was always different with him. When the two of you laughed it always went deeper than just struggling to breathe, the laughter hit your heart. When it was you making him laugh the sound hit your ears like the sweetest melody and when it was him making jokes you noticed how his eyes always fell on you first to see if you had laughed.
Because that was all that mattered to him. You.
When you hugged him it always seemed to last a moment longer than it should have. But you never complained. It was always like the two of you never wanted to let each other go.
You were always there to support him when he hit his proudest achievements. He was always there for you when you hit your hardest days. You wiped your tears on his sleeves and his hand worked circles into your back. You held his hands as he rocked on the floor sobbing his heart out.
You cheered louder than even your own ears could process when he hit a million subs. You felt the vibration of his scream next to you when you got the news that you were going to get what you had always dreamed of. You felt your body lift off the floor as he raised you up in happiness.
The two of you were always there. Whenever you hung with the mandem you could feel his eyes on you but you could say nothing because your eyes always found his face in the crowd. You never wanted to lose him, and he couldn’t bear to lose you.
You held onto his sleeve when you pushed through rough crowds of fans and he held your hand in the car ride home.
You two had a secret handshake that ended with him kissing your knuckle. Come to think of it, he had proposed the idea, he just wanted an excuse to kiss you. He never needed one. You had matching chains with the moon and the stars on it because they always came out at night, together. 
You stole his hoodies and he smiled, his heart full, when he saw you in them. You made him cookies and wrote him letters. He bought you flowers and gave you kisses.
You knew his star sign and even though you didn’t believe in it you heart always lit up when you saw that the two of you were compatible. He knew your MBTI and scoured the internet for things that said that his and yours worked out.
His eyes lit up when you roamed the house dancing and singing like no one was watching. Your eyes lit up when he would dance at every little celebration. His eyes lit up when he saw yours. And yours lit up when you felt his touch.
So, you always had a special bond with Sharky. It went deeper than family. You couldn’t ever name it but when your children asked about you two all could say was you loved him and he loved you back.  —
as always requests are open and please come by and say hi <3
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thegnomelord · 4 months
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Shark
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(WOBSVHDVUH. HOLY MOTHER OF SHARKS. HOW DO YOU WRITE SO GOOD. Gosh you, darn you, daum you. Fuel my god daum brainrot.
Now im thinkin of angst. DONT WRITE IT, I CANNOT HANDLE YOUR WRITING IN ANGST. THIS IS JUST A BRAIN BLURB.
Price is close to death whether it be the ultimte battle between the destruction of all that can die or of a horrid enemy, they have yet to defeat.
Price is alive, but too far to be ever saved. The boys want to summon their captain's ole friend, to say a well had goodbye, maybe even save him. But no books, no scrolls, nor anything etched in stone on the surface depicts them. Nothing.
Price dies knowing hes lived a good life, praying to all the gods that his beloved eldritch dosent destroy the surface he called home.
The only way the poor eldritch finds out, are when Prices ashes are swallowed by the waves.
In every storm, waves tower over the heights of skyscraper, to the point not even those that could fly can cross. Death is quick when it comes to the ocean, like it trying to collect all power it can withhold. Creatures are cruel when it comes to what has killed their gods beloved, relentlessly acttacting what they can. Sharks are rare, to the point their sighting have come near myth or legend. Yet, they will always come come towards any that is draconic for they miss them. Ocean creatures, humanoid or not, would cry with no control, close to fire, dragons or smoke. They grieve. They all grieve.
But, Dragons seem to live longer when close to the waves. Saving them in dire situations when the fall from they sky, wounds healed when submerged in the salty sea. Even if you were pure fire, absolute whole magma. You'd be saftely cradled in any and all water. Water is the safest, the safest they have ever felt in all of their exsistence. They know this feeling, it is old, it is familiar, it is embedded in blood.
For the ocean rembers, it always remembers.)
Okay honestly your brain farts are always so good but. . . But . . . I'm so sorry sharky. This came to before you even wrote your ask and now I have to do it, you're just the sacrificial goat. . .
CW: SFW, angst, made myself cry :/ Got some idea inspo from @heliumknife
John Price doesn't die on a notable day. He doesn't die on the day of reckoning, doesn't die on the day fire rains from the sky and blood muddles your oceans, doesn't die alongside human gods, doesn't die on the day he may meet what made him and hear he was a good man.
John Price dies on a regular Tuesday night.
Not even a blip on the radar.
Having saved the oblivious world yet again he retches a bloodied cough as he stumbles on the beach he'd ended up on. His legs give out, the course sand rubbing his skin when he falls, red blood slowly seeping between the grains. Distantly he can hear his boys calling for him, watching the waves wash onto the shore, the tide too low to reach him; too low for you to sense him.
He can feel Gaz scrambling to stem his bleeding, Soap desperately searching through the first aid kit, Ghost barking on the coms that Price is hit. And as the world begins to grow quiet, the low murmur of waves washing upon the sand filling his ears, washed up amber glittering in his blurring eyes, the scent of seaweed and brine filling his rapidly slowing lungs—
Price smiles — he'll slumber with you soon.
Only when the morning tide comes in do you sense his blood, do you rouse from the depths like lightning, waking from a nightmare to find it has followed you to the waking world.
You're too late.
Like always.
He's so still.
Peaceful — worry lines and wrinkles smoothed out and face relaxed you could delude yourself into thinking he's just sleeping. Oh those dragons with their slumber; he'll grumble when you go to wake him, demanding five more bloody minutes of your attention as if he's the god here. Cling to you like a barnacle and growling like a kitten until you give in and lay down next to him. Give a rumbling purr and laugh at how he got a god wrapped around his finger until you shut him up with a kiss.
But you can't.
Your vessel's eyes keep darting to the blood staining his clothes, the crusted red lines trailing from his lip down his chin, the stillness of his chest, the silence.
They tell you John Price died protecting his team from a brutal foe. John Price died protecting the world. John Price died protecting the very people who in your recent shared memory had been happy to sharpen sticks and melt rock into to steel all in an vain attempt at glory. . .
John Price died a hero.
Your John died.
And you weren't there.
"Hey. . ." You look at Gaz when he speaks, standing on the opposite side of the medical table they've laid his body on. ". . .I know you two were, close." He chokes up, voice rough and nasally, fresh tear tracks staining his cheeks.
You envy him for it. For once you wish you were the ant on a circuit board instead of it's maker, just so you could see the world like they do, mourn like they do — open, visible, showing you cared, showing he wasn't just a toy in your sandbox. That Price was the voice you'd hear when loosening the noose of the rope, the beckoning call beyond the reach of your waves, the one that held that wretched excuse you call a heart.
But you can't.
All your treacherous vessel manages to achieve is a small dip in the corner of your lip. "So were you." Your voice is low and garbled like you're drowning, the rumble of icebergs scraping on the ocean floor filling the silence behind each syllable.
Gaz flinches like he'd been slapped, unable to look at the man he loved as much as you did. "Yeah," His gaze flickers everywhere like fleeing fishes in a reef, "I'm sorry." He blurts out.
"Don't be." You don't look at him, your cold hand reaching out to trace Price's jaw, coarse beard scratching your flesh. "You loved him when I couldn't." A part of you wants to be angry at Gaz for harboring John's affection and attention, that it's not fair for him to be able to mourn when you've known your John long before Athenians and Spartans decided to throw hissy fits in your waters. But you can't call yourself a lover he deserved when you met him so rarely, a blink of the eye for you and a century passes.
"Are you going to kill us now?" Kyle asks, not scared, as if he's expecting it.
It shames you, but you thought about it; of sea life growing gigantic and voracious under your influence, of making the sky weep in your stead, of violent waves rising up and devouring the planet for taking away your world. What's the point of it's existence when the one who made it shine has been snuffed out?
"No," You sigh in resignation. You can't, not while there are still people and places John loved, not while vestiges of him remain. You can't kill what's left of him, protect them like you couldn't do with him.
Gaz tells you they plan to cremate him in line with dragon customs, only to take a step back when you pick your John up to cradle in your arms, his loose wing draping over your shoulder, his head resting on your shoulder, nose buried in your neck as if he's scenting you once again.
"I'll come to collect the rest of you when you pass." You say before disappearing with Price, because if you had to answer Gaz's questions — Why are you taking his body when you weren't even there when he died? Why do you act like you care when you saw him so rarely? Why are you taking him away from Gaz when he was the one who loved Price? What gives you the right? — you would have drowned a country.
Water rushes around him the moment you are back in your element, holding him in a cradle made of your waters like the first time he'd fallen into the ocean so many millennia ago. Water bubbles escape his open mouth as your waves caress and kiss each inch of him, crusted blood muddling the brine around him as you pull him as close to your real body as you can.
Searching.
You can feel his soul once your waters have kissed every inch of his skin, faint yet stubbornly clinging on somewhere in the aether, no doubt giving Death a headache.
You were once a soul too were you not? Just a dead thing too dumb to know it died; somewhere deep beneath the individual writhing sharks and decaying corpses and fossilized bone making up your body resides your original one, nothing but a chunk of rock with the imprint of what you had as a skeleton at the time.
For if Death doesn't come to claim it, a soul won't die until the body's gone. You had slipped past the cracks, grew fat and large on the other souls until Death could no longer touch you without fear of being swallowed whole.
You doubt it would let Price slip through like it had with you, fortunately you put claim on his soul long ago. You swim to the deepest part of the earth where burning geothermal vents spew minerals into freezing cold waters, where you slumber and feed on the souls of the dead.
You curl around him, living and dead bodies parting until Price rests wrapped around the oldest part of you.
Embracing you like he always wanted to.
He waited so long for you.
Now it's your turn to wait. This time you will be there.
And if the oceans above rage for months, if the season long rain floods the streets, if the weather makes it so that in the crushing depths no one can pick out your tears from the ocean brine, all the better.
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freminet-writings · 4 months
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Hiii! I love your writing style, i am so starved of fremi content it’s embarrassing. So I was thinking Fem!reader x shark/mermaid Freminet
- Breeding kink
- Impregnation kink
- ,,,maybe a bit of dubcon if you’re comfortable
It’s mating season for sharkies! Freminet has been unsuccessful with finding a mate thus far and he’s getting a little desperate,,, enter reader who’s just trying to go for a swim<3
cw // dubcon, if you don't like it i respect your opinion but this is my account and i write what my followers ask for, so please don't send hate thank u
guys is the "..." after words too much sometimes 😭😭 i feel like i do it way too often idk
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finally putting some time aside for yourself, you went to a secluded beach outside of the city, almost no one came here, especially not to swim, you knew you'd be all alone, or at least that's you thought
dipping your toes into the coldness made you shiver, but you slowly sat in a smaller part of the water, relaxing a bit before diving in, little did you know about the boy lurking around you
poor freminet, it was mating season for most ocean creatures, and he wasn't any different, but he just couldn't find anything to mate with! he was starting to get desperate, being the only member of his family without anyone, he felt like a disappointment
he swam closer to the shore, to get away and distract himself, until he saw someone in the water, no one ever comes over here, why was this girl here? he thought to himself, but he couldn't help the overwhelming sensations of his body calling for a mate
he moved closer and pushed you against the sand, startling you with a yelp "what-?!" you gasped as you locked eyes with a red faced boy, his blonde har wet and dripping onto your face with his mouth open as he breathed heavily
his teeth were sharp, and you felt scared as his hands gripped your wrists, keeping you pinned down, he was...so attractive, but you couldn't stop squirming under his tight hold
"stop moving..." his tone was soft as opposed to his actions "please~ let me mate with you...! you're so perfect, oh god...!" his teeth grazed against your neck and you flinched
"I'll treat you good! please please...! I'll be the best mate anyone could ask for...! I'm so... desperate, pleaseee!" his hand trailed down to squeeze one of your tits, you gasped but it felt strangely good...
he didn't seem to care for a verbal response, your little gasps when his finger rolled around your nipple was enough for him, stripping you of your swimsuit and positioning himself at your entrance, his instincts controlling his every move
"Ahhng..." he moaned as his cock settled inside of you, he stayed still for a moment for any discomfort to fade and immediately began his work, holding one of your arms above your head as he thrusted deeply, practically drooling from the feeling of finally being inside of a woman
he needed this, more than anything, his thrusts became faster and more rough, your body sliding roughly against the sand while you moaned and whimpered underneath him, he spread your legs wider as he thrusts
he leaned down and shoved his tongue into your mouth, swallowing each and every one of your sounds as he cums inside of you, you thought that was it but he turned you around and positioned you on all fours
he didn't even let a second go by before he was back to slamming his hips against you, pushing his seed deep inside of you "haah... you're....ah, my mate now,so i get to..." he groaned as his cock hit spots you didn't even know existed inside of you making you moan and cry out
"...breed you like this...! ah... you're....mine" his breathing was heavy, his hands gripping your hips hard enough to surely leave a bruise "i don't care...if i have to do this everyday... you're gonna be good, and let me fuck you full..."
"ah~! t-thats...mnnghh!" you couldn't even speak a full sentence, the way he thrusted into you so roughly, it was so good, you could feel him cumming all over again, but his pace didnt despair once
"you're gonna be so good...so good carrying my babies..." his eyes were wide and full of lust "you'll do that, won't you? my mate? you'll be pregnant and so...fucking beautiful" the only thought in his mind was pumping you full until he collapsed from exhaustion
the overwhelming sensation of his cock pounding into you, never stopping as you cum over and over again, he was fully into his own mindset, ready to keep you there until he was satisfied, you were his mate he'll take care of forever, he wasn't alone and desperate anymore
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✭ HANDSY: NIKO OMILANA
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Authors note: the lack of beta squad related stuff on here makes me sick every time i open this app. therefor i’ve made it my mission to not only revive the beta squad # but also find others that love them as much as i do. please hmu if you like them, i beg 🙏
Warnings: eh nothing really. just language, lmk tho.
“I still don’t get why we couldn’t have someone else in her place.” Niko stares intently on the flat screen facing him, eyes set on you getting placed in position in the other room.
When the YouTuber got told that they’d be filming a blind date video like this, he was excited. Not only would he see two people spend a long amount of time with a complete stranger, but he’d laugh and joke about it while getting paid. It was a win- win situation. What he hadn’t seen coming was the special guest on today’s episode being you, his girlfriend.
Now, he had to watch guys try to flirt and win you over, and had to fake being happy about it too.
“The people wanted her.” Kenny shrugs from his seat next to him on the comfortable sofa, eyes on his phone but still knowing who his best friend was talking about. He was referring to the post they made on their official account, asking people to comment who they wanted featured more in videos. Majority of the comments asked for you, another famous influencer in the Uk, who had been spotted around the guys before.
“My girlfriend, really?” He still feels uneasy. Not in a million years would he think you would ever leave him for another guy, but ideas that the internet would start shipping you with someone else were entering his head. It made him feel sick.
“That’s what you get for having a secret relationship.” AJ replies making the rest of them break out into mocking laughter. The group knows the internet would break your relationship into bits, overanalysing and picking on everything but they still found humour in how mad their friend seemed to be at the thought of his girl being on fake dates
“So funny.” The tall boy rolles his eyes. When AJ, Chunkz and Sharky sat behind him doesn’t stop laughing, he makes a move to hit every single one of them. “Shut up.”
Fortunately, they’re told to get into position, making them ultimately shut up. The camera got set up and the person behind them giving them a signal to start.
“Today we have a special guest!” Kenny introduces.
“It’s me.” You speak flatly, hearing his words through the mic in your ear. “I’m the special guest.”
You can hear the guys groan hating the lack of happiness in your voice. Keeping up his role and hiding the fact that you were in a committed relationship, he clears his throat. “You gotta be more enthusiastic than that. You’re on beta squad, we’re giving you a chance to make a name for yourself.”
If you hadn’t been on camera, you would threaten to break up with Niko, but since you were you tried a different approach. “You’re almost speaking like I don’t have more followers than you. Bitch I’m making your career.”
“A round of applause.” Sharky tells at your bite back, and Niko side eyes him knowing of the small crush he had on you. It wasn’t hard to tell really, the guy took your side on literally anything and smiled stupidly at the things you said.
“Niko could you zip it, we’re paying her for the minute don’t drag it out.” You can’t help but laugh in your seat at Chunkz’ words, nodding in approval at his humour.
“Anyways.” You continue, eyes set on the camera as you cross your legs. “Let’s get into the video.”
The boys introduce the idea for the video and that’s when you remember this is the first time they’ve done it on their channel. Basically, you’re going to be going on an arranged date with a guy, and the group have certain stages you had to go through to help you find ‘your perfect match’.
As Kenny concludes the whole thing, you can’t help but roll your eyes and sigh. “ I’m not even looking for a guy. I’m all good.” You tell, a little smile on your face as you think of your lover. As if catching on to it, Niko also stupidly smiles in his seat, feeling much better about it now.
“Contestant one.” They call out and the next second, a blonde walks into the little setup. From across the table you thin your lips a little as you look over him.
“She hates him!” Chunkz cackles, pointing at the scene on the screen. “Did y’all see that little lip thing? This gyal is crazy for that one.”
Niko grins to himself.
“Hey.” The guy greets, and to be polite you get up and hug him, muttering pleasantries. You’re going for a friendly and comfortable hug, your arms loosely wrapping around his middle. The guy on the other hand tightened his hold on your waist, hands creeping down.
“Hell no.” You push away, a disgusted laugh rippling out of you at this actions. “D’you not have shame? Mans tried to grab my bunda before introducing himself. Get him out. Can I vote people out?”
The four other members, slowly look towards Niko, watching almost fearfully as he gets up from his seat, not caring wether the camera was still on. He wasn’t thinking logically, only feeling anger as someone got handsy with his girl. You’re laughing at the guy, not even giving him a chance to explain himself when Niko storms in, eyes set on the unknown guy.
“You, get the fuck out.” He points towards the exit. Behind him, the rest of the guys run after him, calling for their friend to stop.
“Niko, chill.” Sharky tells him, coming up to him and stopping him from doing something stupid. You’ve completely frozen near the table, never seen your boyfriend so mad.
“I’m not going to stop, what the fuck? This lad is proper mad, trynna grab her.” At his words you finally snap out of your shock.
“Let it go.” You plead with him, coming to stand besides him. Still wary of the countless eyes of contestants and others, you make a note to not touch him and plead with your eyes instead.
He silently nods, but he’s not done. “He’s out. Or me and y/n aren’t doing the video.” To someone who only know you two as influencers, they must think Niko is crazy. Not only raging, but threatening to leave the video for a girl he didn’t know that well must’ve seemed crazy.
“Why are you so mad?” The guy who minutes before tried to touch you questions, standing a good distance away from you guys.
“Don’t fucking speak, you little shit.” You tell him, sick of him. Because of him, your boyfriend not only got uncharacteristically mad, but the guy you didn’t know had managed to make the whole thing weird.
It wasn’t a question for the rest of the beta squad, without even a second of thinking they got the guy removed of set, him cussing him out as they do so.
“You good? Can we continue?” AJ asks, his question directed to the two of you. Niko’s chest was heaving, and with the lack of eyes on you now, you take a hold of his hand, kissing the back. It seems to relax him a great deal.
He nods. “Yeah.” Letting go of your hand, he leans down to hug you close to him, secretly kissing your covered neck, whispering a little “I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay baby.” You tell him, nodding to give him even more reassurance. “Don’t worry about these guys, I don’t want anyone but you. This is just a video.”
Even though he doesn’t seem completely content with the idea of it, he seems to feel much lighter than a few minutes ago. Now, seemingly in the joking mood again, he huffs a laugh. “I should’ve smoked his jaw.”
Kenny is the first one to break as he hears the words, imagining Niko in a fight. After that, the rest of the guys fall into heavy laughter, and you can’t help but let out small giggles yourself at the thought of your funny and problem solving boyfriend getting into a physical fight.
As if you’ve betrayed him, he looks at you with widened eyes and an open mouth, before addressing his friends behind you. “Stop laughing!”
They laugh even more at that.
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alittlebirb · 2 years
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Some incomprehensible choices of fate from the MCC 25 Pink Parrots!
Wilbur streaming from a warehouse loading bay. The acoustics in the loading bay are atrocious. He lives here now.
The skins! Socket eyes for everyone! They look adorable! (aside from Wilbur)
"Your accent is silly." -Wilbur to Scott, preceding a straight up 30 second long argument over how to pronounce "Grian"
"You are a ridiculous gentleman." -Wilbur
Connor joining to sports vet the players and make sure Scott isn't cheating
Wilbur proposing Connor bet money on him placing 40th
"Are you going to be weak to my shenanigans?" -Wilbur after Grian tells him he's "a tired boy", followed by ABSOLUTE GLEE when Grian elaborates that he might cross the threshold to "silly tired"
Scott asking if looking at Punz in a crop top would push him over the threshold, and Grian snapping back "I think that would wake me up."
"He's always right-back-ing, that guy." -Wilbur about Grian
Wilbur deciding not to vote because "you can't force fate", and Scott and Grian threateningly surrounding him with their vacant socket eyes
"The downfall of humanity happened when we decided we should be influenced by the things we create!" -Wilbur, going on an unhinged yet beautiful rant about THE SYSTEM and EGGS
"I'm going to be the healer, because I'm gay." -Scott
"That's not true! I play healer in WOW all the time, and I'm straight!" -Wilbur
"Wilbur, I'm sorry to break it you, but..." -Scott
"Battle Box makes me feel like I'm always being picked last on the dodgebolt team." -Wilbur
Wilbur SCREECHING "Jojosolos!" in the shrillest possible voice before being BODIED by her
Desertduo...fighting...this feels so wrong...
Grian killing Pete and wondering if he'll be proud of him
Wilbur talking about DND and Grian mentioning how he played once, and was never invited back
Wilbur then inviting him to play with him and Scott, completely undeterred with the warning that he's an "absolute menace"
"I can't nap, I don't like naps." -Scott
"You've never had a good nap, then." -Phil
Wilbur having an internal crisis over having to fight his dear, beloved Ranboo
"Maybe I need to play MCC from liminal places more often!" -Wilbur
"There, by the grace of god, goes Grian!" -Wilbur
Wilbur talking about how he used to have. just Grian. as his skin
WEIRD DUNK.
Wilbur walking up to Scott, and very seriously asking if he's ever played Club Penguin
"You just want to be Mr. Beast in Minecraft." -Phil
"I want to be Mr. Rock Hopper!" -Wilbur
Wilbur going between his Nook and Cranny in the MD waiting room
"I may have fell asleep." -Grian after the whole team got wiped 10 seconds in
Grian calling Wilbur's tones "dulcet", Wilbur buffering on the definition for a second, and then remembering he used that word in a song
Scott finishing 40th to Grian's 39th, and Grian considering "maybe he doesn't cheat..."
Phil singing a little song about following Scott as he follows Scott
"I'm sad, the sea's too cold to swim now." -Wilbur
Him and Phil arguing over whether he should wear a wetsuit instead
Them making plans to play Raft in real life, and Scott assisting by saying he'll release The Shark (Sharkie Evans) ((we love her))
"Ay Grian, are you awake?" -Wilbur
"Uh." -Grian
Scar's team being their downfall twice throughout the rounds
"I've had a club sandwich, and it's not sitting right." -Wilbur
Grian asking what a club sandwich is, and Wilbur delightedly explaining it to him
Grian NOT being sold on the idea that a club sandwich could be better than a jam sandwich
"This is Green's game. Scar's going to tell me later how proud he is." -Grian
Scott saying he counts his coins meticulously every night, and Grian adding he gives them a lil kiss and tucks them into bed
Grian and Wilbur lamenting over not getting the ~fabulous~ pride coin, with Grian talking about how he sometimes wake up "in a cold sweat" thinking about it
"The gays stay winning! We might have the same rights as everyone else, but we do have a SICK coin!" -Scott
Grian asking Phil to get high for him in GR, and both Phil and Wilbur being VERY down for that
Wilbur crying out that the chickens aren't beasts, they're friends!
The builders absolutely wrecking shop during the Beach Bridge room
Wilbur and Grian planning out his bedtime routine to kick in during the break
Wilbur and Scott arguing over whether it's cocky for him to say people will be sad when he dies, beginning a minutes-long discussion over the circumstances of his death
Wilbur dubbing Phil Team Captain ten seconds before SG starts
"Phil, you are H&M. You've just equipped me." -Wilbur
Phil having to shop around the map in order to find shoes his size
Wilbur proposing that they have an MCC where everyone's parents play, and Grian calling him out that he just wants to meet Grian's mother
Grian taking a nap during the break and leaving his chat in the fumbling? capable? hands of Wilbur
Wilbur becoming even more incomprehensible during this period, and Grian coming back with the most disappointed "I trusted you."
Wilbur trying to encourage free thinking in the chat after an era of Dream and Tommy supremacy
Wilbur desperately attempting to shoo off the swarm of fans that joined during AR because "the bit is over, man!"
Wilbur just. continuing this fight with his chat over AR the entire way through
"I can't let Tim beat me." -Grian
Grian frustratedly saying he's angy tired now, and Wilbur going into an excruciating bit of baby talking through a scenario of giving Grian milk, comfort, and NOT rice cakes (that'll keep him up all night)
Wilbur telling Grian to talk as rapidly as he could in order to enter silly mode, allowing us to learn that Grian's favorite animal is the seal and his least favorite color is Wilbur's shirt
"Me when. Don't ask me about the antithesis of yeah." -Wilbur when he dies in HITW
Scott and Wilbur talking about "intimate stories" they talked about in private
"Grian and I's DMs are not filled with explicit material." -Wilbur (why)
"That you know of." -GRIAN??????
Phil swearing during the last round and Grian saying that he racked up 2 so far (he's been keeping tabs)
Scott and Wilbur talking about "smooth" and "crunchy" colors
Wilbur going on ANOTHER rant about the nature of the universe, and how they are the universe-, and Grian just defeaning
Phil's chat continuously in agony over Wilbur "Wilburing"
"It's when you wave your hands like you're explaining something, but sped up." -Phil
"I think I might come dead last this time. Sleep's important guys." -Grian during TGTTOS
Wilbur and Phil discovering that the chicken is a drone in the decision dome map
Wilbur getting one half of a Swear Point for saying "Fu-!"
Phil ranting desperately in justification over his decision to punch Scar off
"It's punch or be punched in this world!" -Phil
Allll the betrayal during the Shallow Lava map
Wilbur sharing a story about how one time, when he was a kid, a teacher said he was "too creative"
The ABSOLUTE SIN of PKT being chosen over SOT. Someone will pay for this.
Grian and Phil going into a horrendous bit about Wilbur peeing all over the warehouse in order to assert his dominance over his territory
"Did I wash my hands? No I didn't. No I didn't chat." -Wilbur
The ongoing theme of LET FATE DECIDE continuing in their decision to let the game choose the hunter in PKT
Phil screaming in increasingly high decibels as he narrowly escapes death over and over again
Wilbur patenting the Phil Claws™
Grian now owing Wilbur a non-tired game, as he once fell asleep during his Wilburing
Wilbur saying he can take a nap during DB, there's nothing keeping him here, and Grian hitting him with the cute curveball of "you're here! :D"
Wilbur's chat spamming "hot guy" and him confusedly asking about it
"Scar's a hot guy." -Grian
Grian asking Wilbur to commentate this like a golf game, and him obliging in his own Wilbur way
Lizzie and Scott actively cheering against Joel
Things getting UNHINGED. THERE'S A KEYBOARD SALESMAN NOW?? WHAT???
GREEN WINS! THE TRUE ENDING!!
Wilbur and Scott fighting over whether he gets McDonald's
Pink Parrots finished MCC 25 in 10th place!
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sweet-honey-tears · 1 year
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If They Where Dads
Fluff head cannons! 🤍
Gender neutral reader. Kinda sounds like reader gave births but I kinda figured it’s either adoption or a quirk that can combine dna. Idk.
Feel free to leave request for other characters!
Daycare pick up head cannon
Aged up of course!!
💥Katsuki Bakugou💥
“She's beautiful”
“Daddy’s gonna buy you the fucking world.”
Big red eyes stared back as tiny hands gripped scared calloused fingers.
He would teach his kids sign language incase he ever does lose his hearing.
Is the type of dad that just carries the baby because fuck the stroller and shit- he’s a walking one that can also rock the little monster to sleep.
Will call the baby ‘Mini SpitFire’ and ‘Adorable Monster’(better than dumbass)
Will sign his daughter(and future kid- aka his baby boy) up for karate
And if his kid doesn’t have a quirk, he’s going to sign them up for a bunch of self-defense classes. He wants to protect them from people like him growing up.
Your phone Lock Screen is a picture of your toddler mid-sprint to the door as Katsuki is crouched with arms wide open. He had just gotten off a patrol, his hair mused and masked pushed up. His gauntlets pushed to the side. His face was dirty and stained. But his smile was huge and little tears are in his eyes from seeing his little mini spitfire come running to him.
“Don’t post that”
“But Kat-“
“No”
Can't let the public know king explosion murder is a big old softy. No, that is only for his family.
🦈Eijiro Kirishima🦈
Dude freaked out when he found out it’s gonna be twins- girls a matter of fact’ As babies, he’d put them in little shark onesies and then put on his own.
Your Lock Screen is a picture of your two beautiful twin girls in these little onesies and your Home Screen is Pro Hero Red Riot in a large Great White Shark onesie holding his two lovely(in shark onesies) twin girls in each of his arms. A big, proud, sharp smile stretched on his face.
He is the kind of dad to strap one of the girls to his chest, the other girl you have strapped to yours. There is totally a picture on the fridge of you two like that.
Would call his girls:
“Little riot, stop pulling your sister's hair!”
“Sharky, you shouldn’t be up there!”
The girls will call you Mama Papa, or Sharky Shark. (So- MommaShark! SharkyShary or ShaSha!) They call Kiri Daddy Shark.
The girls have shark plushies, cat ones, and so many plushies! One of the girls’ favorites, when they were toddlers, was a Red Riot plush. They’d hold it so damn tight whenever Kiri had to leave on a long mission.
They call the Bakuquad the following when they are very young:
Uncle Bak-uh-dough
Unky Serooooo
Aunty Mina
Unk Donkey or Denks (purely because Denki will make a goofy face when they say it)
Also, I think Testu would still pop by and the girl would call him Test.
⚡️Denki⚡️
Would freak the fuck out when he finds out but also be so excited
Will call the baby “Sparky!” And bakugou will say it sounds like you're calling a dog-
⚡️“ but you use to call me stuff like that-“
“Yeah I know”
⚡️“ but you said it sounds like a dog-“
“Yup”
Bakuogou felt a light hit to the back of his head. You walk past him while holding your/Denki’s baby. He just laughs. What? You’d think he’d do or say something to a woman holding a baby. Fuck no.
There’s a picture on your phone of Denki holding your baby, who is fast asleep, with rubber gloves on his hands. He’s being incredibly careful now. Wearing rubber gloves to ensure he never accidentally sparks the baby. He keeps getting excited every time he sees you two. That’s your Home Screen FWI.
The baby does have a Pikachu onesie. And a hat with the ear sticking up. As well as a Pokeball pillow(Mina got them for Christmas)
I feel like Shinso stops over a lot too. Like these guys are really good friends in the future.
“Uncle Shin!”
“Hey there Spark” he would totally gift the baby little cat stuffed animals and cat hairpins.
▪️🔸Sero🔸▪️
Sero would be surprised but stay chill.
Sero would call his baby girl:
“Hermosa (beautiful) you gotta wake up. We have to get ready for school”
Would teach his daughter Spanish(assuming you also know it too)
The girl's room is decorated with plants and cute food tapestries. There would definitely be one of those egg nest swings in the room(the ones above ground and hanging from the wall). He would hold the baby and rock them to sleep in it.
I feel like the baby would have a really cute, soft, cartoon ‘spider’ plush. But it’s not even really a spider- but a blob with a ‘:3’ face and eight legs. Totally has cat ears. Sero found it one day and was like ‘yup, that’s coming home’.
You couldn’t stop laughing when you saw it, you frickin love it.
Sero brings home the cutest but most random stuffed animals and toys. Ones that are just funny and adorable but make no fucking sense.
At an older age, Sero would definitely play with his daughter via his quirk. Your lock Screen is a picture of your daughter hanging upside down, her ‘spider’ plush hanging in her hand.
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teewritessmth · 5 months
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~~Game On, Love~~
Summary : Innocent games may just turn into something more.
Sharky x f! reader
Warnings : None
"Put your hands together, yeah as if you're clapping. Now close your fingers and lift the fingers of one hand only."
You do as Sharky said, confused about what he was trying to say. Within seconds, he holds both your hands and pins you to the wall. You weren't able to move either since you clasped both hands together and Sharky's hands were blocking them.
You gasp as he with comes inches within your face and you hear the boys scream and shout in the background.
Sharky gently let your hand go and pats your back in a calming gesture.
"I'm sorry Y/n, the boys dared me to do this. I'm filming another control my life for 24 hours challenge".
"I made him do an hour worth of sit-ups, but man what Chunkz made him do right now is craaazy" Kenny laughed.
"My boy finally did it, kinda thought you'd back out last minute man". Chunkz slapped the back of Sharky's neck, making him wince a little.
"Well since you're so keen on rizzing me for a vid? How about I do this-"
You get a rush of adrenaline and hold Sharky's face with both of your hands tiptoeing, as if you were going to kiss him.
You see everyone's reaction from the corner of your eye.
Niko's face tured pale, as if he had seen the KKK guy running towards him.
Chunkz looked like he lost his youtube channel again. (Remember the prank video Sharky did hehe)
Kenny thought he lost a boxing fight.
Aj felt people touching him.
Sharky blanked out.
But, you kiss him on the corner of his lips, just one well-timed push and you would've actually kissed Sharky.
Aj screams "BRO SHE GOT YOU GOOD."
"WALLAHI I THOUGHT THEY WERE DOING LIPS"
"You got this on camera right?"
"Yup, All of it."
TimeSkip
"On my life, I thought you'd do it." Sharky tells you as he walks you home, slowing his pace to match your own.
"Yeah? Well you were flirting with me for the audience so I thought I'd pull a fun stunt". You bring your arms closer to your body, chilly from the weather.
"You really are something Y/n." He casually shrugs off his jacket and places it on you, as if he wasn't having a whole other convo right now.
"Sharky, you'll be cold, plus you have to walk all the way back."
"Wouldn't happen if I stay over tonight now, would it?" He smirked and laughed immediately after, failing to keep up his 'bad boy' persona.
"You're a sweetheart Sharky." You playfully hit his shoulder and let your hand slide down. You noticed he has started walking alot slower.
Both of your hands were grazing each other, slowly interwining.
Neither of you said anything. No one needed to. For now, you allowed yourself to hug his arm and he lowered his head and rubbed it affectionately against your own.
You two would get plenty of time to talk about today, but never get the time to experience this again.
He kissed the top of your head goodbye, watching you unlock your door and get inside. With a determined smile, he walks back to his house, happy knowing that you might feel the way he does.
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sharkieboi · 2 years
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Mad.
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