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sandinthemachine · 1 year

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König x Ghost x Reader Headcanons (part 2!)

Part 1

Warnings: these are copied over from my 2am phone notes so let's say nsfw to be safe and also sleep deprived brain took the wheel here, I think a lot of these are just very mushy actually but also highly unedited I'll fix that later

Body Things

Simon has those little dimples on his lower back I just know it

König has a beauty mark above his left hip. You love kissing it, especially before going down on him, and Simon loves brushing his thumb over it when they're spooning or he's holding König's hips.

Simon has stretch marks. They flow over the edge of his chest into his arms and shoulders. There are a few on his legs and abdomen, too, and some across his ass. When he first joined the military he found the training and workouts to be exactly the outlet he needed, and he threw himself into them hard. He grew fast, and his body remembers that. He's not one for looking in the mirror much, but once you caught him after a shower drying himself off with a towel and his fingers lingered over the stripes a second longer than they did anywhere else. Now you take a moment to kiss them whenever you can. You could be lingering in bed placing gentle pecks along them or in the shower letting your lips linger there, feeling him relax under you.

König noticed you paying extra attention to Simon's stretch marks and began running his fingers over them absentmindedly whenever he holds Simon, sometimes even brushing his hands over where he knows they are when they sit together fully clothed. Simon knows you both pay special attention to them now, and although he might not ever be able to tell either of you, he feels his heart pumping just a little lighter and steadier in his chest whenever one of you does.

When König really grins it's lopsided, one side curling up much more than the other. You love it, and you love hearing the full-on maniacal belly-laugh that usually accompanies it. Simon's dry humor gets him the most, and once he's laughing he almost always gets you all going along with him.

König has a slightly crooked nose. He's not as subtle about his insecurities as Simon is, so you'll catch him staring at his reflection sometimes in a window or a mirror, just completely out of it. You like to sit and talk to him, check in on how he's doing and remind him how much you love all the things he hates. Simon is much less verbose about it. He'll walk right up and catch König's gaze, sometimes sliding his arm between him and whatever surface he's staring at. He then likes to smooth his hand or fingers over the mark or body part in question, punctuating the unspoken statement with a lingering kiss over it. Sometimes he'll just throw König over his shoulder and carry him away from the mirror, usually getting him to laugh a bit while he does.

Simon loves König's waist and neck. He also likes your shoulders and how nicely they fit into his hands when he's pulling you onto him. He likes how when he massages them for you your head lolls back into him and your body ragdolls.

König is a thigh man through and through, worshiping them on both of you. However, he's also very fond of Simon's ass. (Who wouldn't be)

Miscellaneous

Simon doesn't really openly preen at praise like König does but he still enjoys it even if he keeps his reactions to himself

One time while König was topping Simon he reached down and intertwined their hands and it was so unexpected Simon short-circuited on the inside not knowing how to react, but König thought he did something wrong because Simon just went still, processing it. He was able to convince König he was fine but hasn't worked up the courage to ask him to do it again yet.

When König is frustrated over something he tends to pace a lot, curling himself very deeply into his own head until he is barely aware of his surroundings. If you move a piece of furniture he'll probably run into it because he's not really seeing anything around him when he's like this. Simon tends to just step in front of him so he either stops or runs into him, and then takes him to go spar or work out and get all the nervous energy out. After he's calmed down and showered a bit, Simon is happy to hold him and listen if he wants to rant, but there's no pressure to speak. Simon isn't a man who feels the need to fill silence.

When you wake up from a nightmare König is really good at talking you down from it, settling you back into bed and bringing your breathing back down. Sometimes you're too worked up though and you can't hear him, your eyes fixated on the shadows that seem to flash around the corners, coming at you like bullets and bodies that keep you jerking and writhing even when you wake up.

Simon steps in for these moments, placing himself in front of you and holding your face a bit before maneuvering you to lay back into König's arms, letting your back rest against his chest. Simon then lays down in front of you, letting the comforting weight of his head and shoulders fall onto your lap and stomach as his eyes scan the room, keeping watch for you.

When the three of you are first getting used to sleeping together König always falls asleep with his limbs too tight around you both, pulling everything in close so he subconsciously knows he won't lose it while he's asleep.

Simon, on the other hand, tends to stay awake, listening for any sounds out of the ordinary and watching over you both.

Simon learns that when König has a bad dream he tends to twitch, his hands spasming, and that if Simon runs his own palms up and down König's arms he'll often settle again.

He learns your bad dreams come in the form of soft little sounds he can soothe by holding your face and whispering to you. He tells you all his softest secrets then, how he'll make sure you and König sleep perfectly right here where nothing can ever get through him to you. Some of his words filter into your dreams, but you have no way of knowing that's where they came from. König was awake to listen one night, the night Simon whispered to you how terrified he is of how much he cares for you both before letting a heavy silence fall over the room. König held him much tighter the next morning. He would never tell Simon why.

Simon sees how openly soft you and König are to each other early on and tries to learn from that, but he sometimes wonders what you both see in him as he fumbles through learning to show affection.

When König looks at you and sees you smile he tends to give in to a lot of the smaller thoughts in his head like kissing you, tickling you, or scooping you up. Simon's instinct is to tamp those thoughts down. With König it's even harder, Simon has a lot to work through and he's trying really hard, and König is a little nervous too, not knowing what Simon likes and not wanting to scare him away or make him shut down completely. Simon picks up on that discomfort and internalizes some of it at first even if he doesn't mean to.

Simon watches you two pepper each other with kisses and slowly starts to do that. He'll kiss you on top of your head and linger, smelling your shampoo instead of immediately pulling away. He'll kiss the back of König's hand and run his thumb along the veins there, feeling him start to soften. As Simon relaxes into the relationship he likes kissing whatever skin is available to him, sometimes pulling clothing aside to reveal a sliver of skin he can kiss and touch.

When you two start doing it to him this brooding old soldier really starts to melt and let himself enjoy them. He could be sitting next to König while he reads and he'll lift his hand from where it wraps around König's thigh, hovering in front of König's mouth until he gets the hint and kisses it. Once König gave in to an intrusive thought and sucked Simon's fingers into his mouth instead, poor man inhaled so fast he nearly burst a lung and it made the funniest noise. But later when Simon had König's legs pinned to his chest as he pressed into him, Simon shoved his fingers into König's mouth and groaned as he sucked them.

With you Simon tends to randomly turn and rest his chin on the crown of your head hoping you'll settle into him and start stroking his biceps or forearms, maybe even turn and give his chest a kiss.

König will beg for stuff like that too but he's much more up front with it, usually making some sound deep in his throat to get your attention, like a little rumble of frustration if he's staring at one of you and you're not getting the so very obvious hint that he wants a kiss.

König will drape himself over your laps like a cat.

Simon will glare at him but as soon as König grins he softens so quickly, that man will give this massive gremlin whatever he wants because of that smile

You tease Simon that he spoils König too much and he's becoming a brat (*wink wink*) but he ignores you you're gonna have to deal with that one yourself

König knows you won't tolerate it like Simon will so he uses that to his advantage when he wants to be dominated. Maybe you'll even get out that tasseled whip he loves to feel dragging over his back between lashes on his ass.

Often you help prep them for each other using the smaller strap-ons you own, and then you love holding their faces and telling them how good they're doing when they take it for real.

They are both chronic starers. When you guys get back from missions you make a point of washing each other to help relax and König has the habit of just laying his cheek on the side of the tub and watching you two.

Simon thinks he's more subtle about his staring. He's not. Although his grin is more subdued and tends to be just his lips curling up at the corners a bit.

Have another shitty meme to characterize my current state

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froggywritesstuff · 1 year

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jerk | mike wheeler

pairings: Mike Wheeler x g/n!reader

warnings: Mike's a bitch in this cause why not, swearing

request: Hey can I please suggest one where it’s a Mike wheeler x reader and Mike acts like he hates them because he is worried that if he doesn’t hate them he will admit his feelings so one day he walks in on them crying and feels horrible

A/N: 18+ readers DNI.

The cafeteria was buzzing, students laughing and chatting with one another, the teens sitting with Eddie Munson ignoring the disgusted stares from everyone else, being used to it by now. The Party members were talking and laughing with one another as usual, all except for the dark haired Wheeler boy, who sat looking rather blue at the table, his head looking down at his lunch tray, picking at the food with his plastic fork.

"Wheeler, what's going on?" Mike's head shot up at Eddie's familiar voice, "You look all sad. You better not be like that for the campaign tonight." he remarked, receiving a cheer from the rest of the party at the mention of the campaign.

"Nah, it's nothing." he lied, dropping his gaze back down to the mushy food on his tray.

Lucas rolled his eyes, "Someone's just sad that Y/N's not here today."

Mike's cheeks burned bright red, "No I'm not!" he denied.

The teens at the table all snickered and laughed at Mike's flustered expression, Eddie being the exception, who just furrowed his brows together in confusion.

"Y/N? By the way you always glare and roll your eyes at them, I assumed you just hated them."

Mike nodded at Eddie, "That's because I do hate them." he urged, though it seemed like he was just trying to convince himself.

"Sure you do," Dustin mumbled, rolling his eyes, "That's why you keep looking at them with heart eyes, 'oh Y/N, I don't know how to express my feelings around you so I'll just be mean to you instead, but I really really like you.'" he mocked, earning a death glare from Mike.

"That's not funny, Dustin."

Lucas snickered, "It's kinda funny."

Mike rolled his eyes, standing up from the table, forgetting about the crappy cafeteria slop people called food. It was the last thing on his mind. He ignored the calls from Lucas and Dustin attempting to apologise and exited the cafeteria. Mike made his way outside the building, striding toward the old wall phone in front of the building, mainly used for kids when their parents forget to pick them up or when people are just bored, but Mike had other intentions.

He hastily dialled the number he had engraved in his brain, brought the phone to his ear and listened to it ring. The dial tone ran through the phone for what felt like an eternity, before the beep sounded.

"Piece of shit," Mike hissed, slamming the phone back in its place. He ran a hand through his hair with a sigh. How was he supposed to go with his day now? He needed to see you. At least hear your voice. It was driving him crazy with you not there.

Mike could barely focus the rest of the school day, his mind racing with thoughts. Make that one thought. After all, he could only bring himself to think about you.

The second the bell rang for home-time, Mike sped out of school, no time to explain to Lucas and Dustin what the hell he was doing. He wasn't even sure what he was doing himself. Though he knew what he wanted to do. See you.

He sped down the streets on his bike, wind flipping in his hair, too pumped up on adrenaline to care about his legs burning from how fast he was going. He almost missed your house he was going so fast, and almost crashed into your mailbox. OR he might've crashed. Again, he was too pumped up to care.

He hurried to your front door, pounding his fist on the wood almost a hundred times, before someone finally answered.

"Who the hell are you and why are you trying to break down our door?!”

”Is Y/N here?” he asked breathlessly, only just realising he could’ve paced himself a bit more. He realised the person at the door was one of your parents and he definitely should’ve made a better first impression, but he didn’t have time to care.

”Huh?”

”Is Y/N here?!”

”Yeah. Are you part of their dnd team or something.”

”Party. Dnd party- yes.”

“I bet they’ll probably wanna talk to you then.” they said, opening their further to let Mike in.

”Why? What’s wrong?” he asked, practically sprinting inside.

”I doubt they wanna tell me. You’ll probably have better luck.”

Mike had his doubts about that, but nodded his head nonetheless, “Thanks,” he said, sprinting off to your room.

He hadn’t been to your house in ages; he almost forgot where it was. That thought alone made him feel even worse than he already did.

When he made it to your room he knocked, anxiously waiting for your reply.

”Come in,” you called.

Mike practically burst through the door at your words, but reality hit him like a brick when he saw your confused expression, and he realised he had no idea what he was doing.

”Mike?” he just stood there, not having the slightest clue of what to say, “what are you doing here?”

Mike opened his mouth, closed it, then opened it again, trying his best to form words, “I. Uh… you weren’t at school today, I wanted to check if you were ok.”

You furrowed your eyebrows at him. The Mike Wheeler you thought you knew wouldn’t give a shit about your well-being. You thought he’d be jumping for joy when you weren’t there, “What does that mean?”

Mike took a breath, “I was just worried,” he walked further in your room, before noticing your face shiny with tears, “shit Y/N, have you been crying.”

You resisted the urge to wipe the tears from your face, knowing that’d just confirm his suspicions. “No.”

“Yes you have. Y/N, what’s wrong?”

"Nothing." you pressed, not wanting him to know.

"Then why are you crying?"

"I'm not."

"Bullshit."

"Fuck you."

"What?" Mike heard what you said perfectly fine. He didn't care if you had to curse him out for hours; he just wanted to know what was wrong.

You rolled your eyes, "I said 'fuck you'."

"Why?"

You stared at him in pure disbelief, "Why? Mike, you have been the biggest fucking asshole to me for months!" you continued when Mike stared at you like an idiot, "You're always rolling your eyes whenever I talk, I catch you death staring me, and whenever I try to ask you what I did wrong you just fucking ran away." Hearing you say that, he realised that was probably a dumb move. "A-and now you're here asking me why I'm crying and not going to the campaign tonight? It's fucking confusing."

"Y/N, I'm sorry. I don't mean to be a jerk to you. I just..." he trailed off, not wanting to finish his sentence.

You stared blankly at him, "What?"

"I-" he cut himself off with a groan, holding his head in his head, "I don't think of you as my friend, Y/N."

Despite your eye roll, you still felt your heart pang at Mike's words. "You made that clear."

Mike squeezed his eyes shut in frustration. He didn't know why he could never have a normal conversation with you. "No, I didn't mean it like that. I, ugh. I like you." he blurted out, immediately feeling his cheeks go red.

You stared at him, "What?"

"I like you Y/N. Not in a friend way."

You felt your heart rate quicken as you began to realise what he was talking about, "Like in a Max and Lucas way?"

He nodded, "And that's not an excuse for how I was acting, I just didn't know how else to deal with it cause I know you don't like me that way, and being a jerk was the only thing I knew I could do. I don't know how to be a good boyfriend, I know how to be a jerk."

You stared at Mike for a while, gathering up all your thoughts before you spoke, "You're wrong Mike."

"What? I wasn't a jerk?"

"No," you furrowed your brows, "You were definitely a jerk. You're wrong cause you said I don't like you."

Mike froze. "Huh?"

"I like you too Mike. When you're not acting like a jerk though, so fucking stop that."

"Oh." he sighed in relief, cheeks burning bright red. "I was not expecting that."

"Yeah, because you're also an idiot."

buy me a coffee <3

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chosovixen · 2 years

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How about mean dom Eddie x virgin reader, but afterwards Eddie gets a post orgasm haze that makes him all mushy.

i think i did this wrong *sigh*

Warnings: 18+ only MDNI, mention of blood, squirting, comfort ending, dark theme??

feedback and reblogs appreciated!!

A few small candles lit the cozy room, and the sweet smell of coconut made your head feel woozy—so close to drifting off to sleep you nearly forgot your hands were cuffed to the bed as you tried to keep yourself awake. "Now listen," Eddie whispers in your ear. "You've brought this upon yourself, so just lay here and take what I give you." he was calm but stern, not a care in the world.

You and Eddie had not been dating for too long, but you two were comfortable enough exploring each other's bodies. You've told him numerous times that if he wanted to take things further—you'd be more than okay with it since it was him, but he insisted on waiting for a better time, the right time.

But that didn't last long.

Some would say Eddie is remarkable at holding in his anger or letting simple disputes wither. He honestly didn't let the little things faze him—that was the case until he met your friend Ben, and he could see right through his bullshit. Everyone could but you.

"I knew you were stupid, but fuck baby, how stupid could one person be."

You let out a tiny whimper. Not only were you handcuffed to the bed and completely naked, but you were blindfolded and unaware of what he could be doing on the other side. You felt his warm hands glide across your body, starting from your tits all the down to your exposed cunt. As you squirmed—a harsh sting was left on your thigh, and the sound of the slap slightly echoed the room. He quickly rubbed it—soothing some of the pain.

"Stay still," he commanded.

"Eddie, please, I'm sorry."

"For what?"

Silence.

"Exactly, you knew what you were doing, you fucking whore." he growled, spreading your legs wide so that your cunt was fully displayed for him. You didn't know why he was upset or wanted you to say sorry, but you went along, considering that you are his obedient little girlfriend. He positioned himself between your legs—one hand holding the base of his cock while the other sat on your inner thigh, keeping your legs open for him. "God, you're so fucking wet," he slapped the tip on your clit, making your hips jerk. "Is this for me, or is it for your friend Ben?" you could hear him grind his teeth as he spat out the name Ben.

"All for you, I promise," you whined, hips now bucking up to feel his tip brush against you once more—the feeling was new, but you didn't hate it. If it was Eddie, you couldn't hate it. He carefully stroked himself using the precum from his tip to lube his length, and then slowly, he poked at your entrance—trying to bully his way in.

"Fuck Eddie, it won't fit."

"Don't worry, I'll make it fit." he chuckled darkly, making you glad you couldn't see his face.

You felt his tip circle your entrance before giving it another go, and he was able to fit the tip in—making you scream in agony as he didn't stop there and forced himself all the way in. You scrambled back towards the headboard, having some of him slip out—thinking it would provide you some relief, but Eddie was quick and slammed you back onto him, forcing you to take all of him again.

"Where do you think you're going," he sounded curious.

"Eddie, please, it hurts." you sobbed breathlessly.

"Maybe if you were a good girl, it wouldn't have to."

"I am a good girl." you tried convincing.

"I don't think so, or you wouldn't have let that douchebag Ben flirt with you and touch you with his filthy hands."

Eddie huffed out a laugh as he picked up his pace, fucking you harder and harder as he watched his thick cock disappear into your tiny hole. You cried and whimpered as your legs began to numb.

"Fuck, your pussy is so tight," he bent down to kiss your cheek, caressing it as he continued to deep stroke you.

"Please!" you sobbed. "I can't-"

"You can and you will." He fucked into you hard, not seeming to let you catch a break. The pain began to subside but not as quickly as you wanted it to—feeling the ache ever so often, and you cried as the material that covered your eyes had now dampened. His tip began to reach places you never knew existed, pressing against a sensitive area deep inside you. He repeatedly abused that spot until you felt something build in your lower core—making your toes curl and cunt grip tighter around him.

"Eddie, I'm gonna pee." you cried.

Though you couldn't see, you definitely knew he was rolling his eyes as he scoffed. "No, you're not; gosh, I swear every virgin says that," he complained, ignoring your warning; he started to press down on your clit, rubbing small but intense circles as you cried for him to stop.

"No, Eddie-"

All movement stopped, and you could feel yourself sinking into the bed out of embarrassment. Though a blindfold separated you two, you closed your eyes, not wanting to confront him. Then, feeling the mask lift and suddenly rip off your face—you couldn't help but open your eyes to investigate. Eddie was staring at you, but this look wasn't the usual goo-goo eyes or the reciprocated sincere exchanges. No, he looked hungry; you would even go further as to say greedy.

He dug into the side of your hips as he trembled—shooting a hot load deep inside you while groaning loudly. You thought he might rip into your skin with the grip he had on you—you whimpered as he moved his face closer to yours, and you could feel his warm breath tickle your lips as you stared deeply into each other's eyes for what seemed like an eternity. Finally, unable to stand the tension anymore, you inched your face closer to his before placing an eager yet passionate kiss on his lips.

"Holy shit, baby," he whispered, pulling away as he watched in awe at the little mess you made.

"I told you," you shyly said.

"That's not piss, or I hope it isn't." he knitted his eyebrows together, debating on whether he should take a whiff, and you cocked your head to the side—wondering what he could be thinking. But then, he suddenly waved his hands in distress. "Never mind, let's get you cleaned up, okay?"

Before he could make it to the bathroom and get a warm wet towel, you shrieked, making him flinch swiftly—turning around to rush to you. "What, what's wrong?" He sat in front of you, checking for anything serious as he held onto your forearms. "I'm bleeding." you sounded and looked terrified as you held your hand in front of your face looking at the blood on your fingertips; he sighed, relieved then, cupping your face, he kissed you dearly.

"You're okay, pumpkin," he assured, patting you on the shoulder.

"Are you sure?"

"Would I lie to you?" You shook your head no; he smiled as he got up, returning to the bathroom.

As you two lay in the bed fitted with new sheets, you played with Eddie's hair, gently detangling the curls with your fingers. His head resided on your chest with arms wrapped tightly around your body.

"Baby, I hope you know I didn't mean any of the mean things I said." he hummed—picking his head up as he stared at your delicate features—you shifted your gaze to meet his eyes. "I thought that was just dirty talk," you admitted. "you know, for bedroom activities."

He huskily chuckled while patting you on the head. "Yeah, pumpkin...dirty talk for bedroom activities."

You flicked his forehead before he could go back to cuddling your boobs, and he let out a small 'ow.'

"And the things you said about Ben?"

He bit his tongue.

"We'll talk about him later."

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enhasfever · 1 year

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all for love — p. sunghoon

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╰┈➤ [ summary.txt ] in which you and sunghoon have been happily together since high school and are destined to marry after graduating from university. the problem? you broke up three months ago, but no one knows.

╰┈➤ [ notes.txt ] part of the bloodline enhypen hyung line series!!

"you guys are the blueprint, honestly."

you lowered your arm after successfully snapping a cute pic of you and sunghoon for your instagram, internally cringing at the wistful sighs of your friends as you began choosing a filter. you subtly wiped your cheek off when you were sure nobody was paying close enough attention, scowling internally at the photo of sunghoon playfully biting your cheek. he knew you hated when he did that, you'd always nag at him to keep his fangs to himself.

"aren't we just?" sunghoon beamed, throwing an arm around your shoulders. you tensed up for just a second before allowing yourself to melt into the casual embrace.

"i'm still the maid of honor, right?" yuna asked, casting you a pointed look to which you just nodded in response and suppressed an eye roll.

"i think if they ever broke up, the rest of us would have no hope for love," heeseung chuckled along with the rest of your friends joining you at the back of the room.

you and sunghoon pointedly avoided eye contact with any of them, and especially with each other, as you tried to casually laugh off the joke. if only they knew just how fine they'd be if your breakup ever got out to the public. they were all doing just fine now, weren't they?

"oh, that reminds me! jay's family is hosting that gala next weekend for our school fundraiser and they're announcing something huge. you guys are coming, right?" rei chimed in, looking over at the two of you expectantly.

"of course we are!" you chirped immediately, forcing a convincing smile. you could've sworn you saw yuna's eye twitch a little but you didn't pay much mind to it.

"you'll have some competition this year since taehyun's got a new girlfriend. they're so gross and mushy and matchy all the time." heeseung wrinkled his nose and made a show of shivering in disgust.

"actually, y/n and i also have something special planned for that night," sunghoon spoke up suddenly, puffing his chest out slightly.

"you do?" yuna asked curiously.

"we do?" you followed up confusedly.

"of course we do," sunghoon gave your shoulders a little warning squeeze, "but no spoilers because it'll be bigger than whatever it is that they have to announce."

you furrowed your eyebrows slightly as you began to rake your mind of any possible indications to what the hell sunghoon was on about. surely he wasn't thinking about...

"somehow, i sincerely doubt that," yuna murmured as she turned around in her seat to face the front. the remaining of you shared suspicious glances between one another before heeseung leaned forward to tap on her shoulder.

"what's that supposed to mean?" he asked.

"do you know something we don't?" rei added, also leaning forward in her seat.

"i know a lot of things you guys don't," yuna snickered teasingly before shrugging, "but no, i just have a feeling that it'll be pretty groundbreaking. he and his family aren't exactly ones for subtly."

"i can think of someone else fitting of that description," you muttered not-so quietly, earning yourself another warning squeeze.

"what was that, princess?" sunghoon asked, almost gritting out the pet name through a clenched smile. if it weren't for the nature of your current situation, the name would've had you melting into a puddle in your seat.

"nothing, love," you answered back lightly, fluttering your lashes innocently as you tilted your head to look at him. "just realizing why the two of you are such good friends."

"not the lovers quarrel happening right in front of us," heeseung chuckled awkwardly.

"cut them some slack, they're probably just worried about taehyun one-upping them," rei brushed off with a little giggle.

you were thankful for the professor that came rushing into the room and spewing apologies for being late to the lesson. as soon as everyone's attention was turned towards the front of the room, you roughly batted sunghoon's arm away from your shoulders and subtly scooted to the edge of your seat furthest from him as he did the same.

what the hell was sunghoon planning to do at that gala?

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aceofspadille · 1 year

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When Christmas is around the corner…

Character: Law x reader (and Heart Pirate members as guests starring)

Warnings: SFW, Xmas rituals routine

Christmas is your favorite time of the year, not only you, the whole crew! Maybe less a certain grumpy captain. Let's just say he does not hate it; he just doesn't like the noises of parties echoing all over the place. He is always against the idea of decorating the Polar Tang because they would have to take them off anyway, but somehow, you manage to convince him every single year. To repeat again, every single year, the effect you have on him is remarkable; how you manage to persuade him is beyond him. He always caught himself wondering the same question every damn time.

"Oh come on. It would be so much fun!" You spoke happily to Law. "Let's buy a big tree and put it in the kitchen again, yeah, Bepo?" You turned to Bepo and excitedly suggested.

Bepo, who never wants to upset Law, was shivering still. "Y/N, maybe a tiny tree on the desk this year would be better?" He spoke in a trembling voice, looking at Law fearfully. However, once he saw you rolling your eyes and showing your dissatisfied face, he quickly bowed his head and went for his usual speech. "Sorry."

"Law! Come on!" You turned to Law again, the said person still trying to act like he didn't want to do anything with it, nor did he approve it. "No…" As Law looked up to see your face, he already saw you making your signature puppy eyes, mouthing the word 'please' trying to convince him. “Y/N…”

As he was about to speak, you made a gesture about being super sad if they don't do any decoration this year and started to talk about how you all could be missing the most beautiful time of the year and how it could affect people's lives. Nothing makes sense in your speech, but somehow it got to Law. "Alright. Fine. We go shopping tomorrow."

Law was actually surprised with himself every single year, too; going shopping for the holidays was never his priority, much less decorating it. But your happy face has some magical power; it would just make him do whatever you want; as much as he wouldn't want to do something, as long as you want to do it, he would do it with you. "Oh, come on, Law!" He thought to himself and shook his head, silently regretting that he was giving in again.

The Polar Tang docked at a winter island, Penguin and Shachi went out to buy a big tree carrying it back to the ship. You and Ikkaku went out to buy all the ornaments and decorations needed. The crew was so excited to put all the ornaments on; everyone was lending a hand to make the ship colorful.

At times, Law would be in the office thinking about when they had to take off the decorations after Christmas. And then…

"You are so square, Law!" You spoke loudly with your hands on your hips from behind the door.

"What do you want?" Law frowned at you opening his door.

"I know what's in your mind." You winked at him laughing. "Go help out." You said while pulling his arm, Law rolled his eyes at your words, but then again, he gave in. Sometimes, he thought he pampered you too much. He shouldn't, he thought.

As the decoration finished, you and the crew were so happy. Jean Bart started to bring out all the den den mushi to play Christmas carols through the radios while Shachi and Ikkaku started dancing around, then Hakugan and Clione got on baking all the Christmas treats. You hummed some Christmas melodies and looked at Law smiling; Law couldn't help feeling peaceful whenever you and the crew were surrounding him, maybe that's why he agreed to all the silly things you all want to do; he smiled, which actually surprised you. As you made your way over to Law…

"Y/N, come! The first snow is here!" Penguin ran to you from the deck as fast as he could to inform you. He knows you always love to catch first snow.

"Really? Hey Law…?" Upon seeing him shake his head, you ignored the man and ran with Shachi and Bepo, following Penguin so fast that you forgot you only wore a tank top and shorts.

As you happily watched the snow, suddenly, a cold wind blew through, and before you wanted to run inside to grab a coat, a cloak was placed over you. You turned around and saw Law looking at you. "Don't get cold. I won't be able to sleep if you sneeze or cough next to me." He said, trying to act cool while blushing. He was not used to public affection at all.

You smiled brightly and pulled him down to kiss the tip of his nose, gaining admiration sound from everyone. "Thanks, babe." You whispered into his ear, which made him blush even more. Chuckled at his reaction, you pulled Law's hands to rub your face.

As Law stood with you, watching the snow and patting your head, you smiled happily, feeling thankful for him and everyone for another year of being together, and silently wished for many more years to come.

In the Polar Tang's kitchen, Christmas carols echo through the walls into everyone's hearts.

A/N: So Christmas is coming soon! This is my favorite period of the year because it's wholesome, so I'm planning to write a Christmas theme scenario for as many One Piece characters as I can.

Thank you for reading!

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enaelyork · 8 months

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what are your headcanons for dating Tarkin?

Mouahaha that's crazy. Maybe i'm the only one to do this in tumblr but how it's possible that nobody thought about it before ?

✨Imperial ask are open ✨

✨MASTERLIST ✨

[DATING TARKIN - HEADCANON]

🌔It is not very easy to approach Tarkin. If you did, and there was interest in it, then you are part of the political elite. You are undoubtedly the daughter of a great politician or a renowned officer. You are something quite exceptional, combining cold beauty with great intelligence.

🌔He hates futility. You are not. There are probably other women before you who have tried to circle around him, but he saw nothing but pure interest and frivolity. The fact that you behaved with him the same way you would with anyone when you first met worked in your favor.

🌔Tarkin is a glacier. He will not show any gesture of affection towards you but will welcome yours without complaining. A simple caress on his cheek or the fact that you climb into his lap when he sits at his desk thinking could be enough to melt the ice.

🌔“I love you” is not part of his vocabulary. Not even a single tender nickname will come out of his mouth. Tarkin will show his affection by accepting your presence in times when he is isolated or by letting you take part in family rituals on Eriadu.

🌔Unmaterialistic, he does not see the point of offering you anything. However, if he does it – and it will always be for a useful reason – he will never offer it to you directly. He will arrange for the gift to be left in your room or delivered by a soldier. This prevents him from your outpourings of joy which he often finds disproportionate.

🌔He rarely accompanies you in public. Your meetings are often clandestine. In the shade of a candle in his private apartments where he has the best meals brought to him. Tarkin preserves his privacy and is aware that your relationship can have an impact on himself and the way he reacts. He considers you his main weakness.

🌔And that’s probably the best compliment we can give you.

🌔Tarkin can be jealous and possessive towards you. He might have a hard time seeing that other officers are lusting after you. Perhaps this idea will even end up convincing him that he must marry you, even if it means taking the risk of revealing his weak point to the entire galaxy.

🌔In principle, he is always right. You prefer to laugh about it because nothing can change his mind. You understood that each decision had to come from him to be accepted and you learned to use your charms to achieve your ends.

🌔It is difficult for him to comfort you when you are in distress. Tarkin excludes all forms of weakness, including when they come from you. He might sometimes be aggressive because he doesn't know how to deal with your pain. But quickly, he will make up for it by offering you a moment of relaxation somewhere or simply by staying by your side to encourage you to bravely face these trials.

🌔Don't expect him to apologize to you during an argument. He will do it in a deflected way by being softer with you. Maybe even in this kind of situation he could do something for you that would be akin to romance. But do not exaggerate, it will be nothing mushy.

🌔Contrary to what one might believe. Tarkin is extremely loyal to you. Loyalty is something that is close to his heart and in this area you are tied with the Emperor. He will never give in to the seductive parades of other women as long as he shares your life. Even if your relationship is secret.

🌔Although he lets you suppose otherwise, he takes into account what you say to him and criticizes him. You've caught him several times trying to work on some of his unpleasant attitudes just to please you. You don't have to try to thank him, for fear that he will get offended and turn away. But you found it adorable.

🌔He's a busy man. The little free time he has, he tries to spend with you. You are not safe from a furtive visit to your office or apartments. In these rushed moments, Tarkin can be very demonstrative, kissing you without even exchanging a word with you. The force of your frolics at these moments reveals that he is very upset.

🌔You often hear about Orson Krennic being blamed for almost all of his troubles. Moreover, you develop a deep hatred towards him and a touch of jealousy tickles you every time Tarkin mentions him. You have the impression that he obsesses him more than you and that is a valid reason to wish him dead.

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the-yoru-whoru · 2 years

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Protective Yoru x reader inspired by this funny tweet by @/llwslov on Twitter lol ( disclaimer I’ve never been to a concert before so it’s probably not accurate ) ( I kinda fell off the main theme but WHATEVER ) ( sfw ) ( no smut ) ( only kisses ) ( tw some harassment )

The two of you pushed through the crowd slowly, Yoru’s grip around your wrist tight and steady.

Usually the man would never go to places as crowded as these, would rather die then have to deal with huge packs of people and loud noises, but for you he found himself doing just about anything.

You wanted so bad to see this concert, and practically beg him to come with.

It didn’t take much convincing, but now that he was actually here he was almost thankful you had invited him.

You were looking amazing, make up soft and glamorous, the small sparkles spread across your cheekbones and eyelids making you look almost angelic.

The dress you had on was dangerously short, and was more revealing then anything he’s ever seen you wear before.

It was unexpected, yes, but the smile on your face and the confidence you showed made him feel something warm and mushy inside for you.

Ugh. Sappy shit.

Finally the two of you found your seats, not too far in the back but not directly in front of the stage either, mostly to protect your hearing.

He let you sit down first, giving the people around him a quick look over out of habit before settling down in his seat as well.

You were fidgeting in your seat, eyes bright and excited.

Yoru just threw an arm over your shoulder and kept a look out, years of caution and security making him careful in any public setting, especially when you were with him; he wasn’t letting you out of his sight tonight.

The concert went by smoothly, it was entertaining enough even though he didn’t understand what was going on most of the time, and watching your excitement and happiness was probably the best part of it all.

Afterwards, the two of you walked back to his bike, you waving your arms around as you talked about how cool everything way and how much fun you had with the biggest smile on your face.

Yoru just smiled contently too, arm wrapped around your waist and pulling you to himself snugly.

The summer night was warm, and the soft streetlights on the side of the road made the dark feel more calming than scary.

But, when Yoru came upon his bike that was parked a bit ways from the concert hall, he noticed that he was missing something.

“Shit,” He grimaced, “I forgot our helmets under the seat.”

You looked up at him worriedly, “What are we gonna do?”

Yoru frowned even more; he hated to see the dampen on your mood.

He released his hold on your waist, looking to the side as he weighted his options.

“Stay here, I’ll go and grab them and be right back,” He finally decided.

“What? No, I’m coming with you!” You tried to argue, but he just levelled you with a stern look.

“Your legs are shaking,” he said bluntly, gesturing at your slightly trembling stance, “You’re tired. Don’t worry, I won’t take long, I’ll run.”

During the concert you had been standing a lot, jumping around in those high heels of yours; he could see the strain it was putting on your ankles but didn’t want to interrupt your fun, only now it was pretty clear by the swollen marks around you feet.

You looked like you wanted to protest more, but just sighed and sat down, taking your heels off.

“Alright,” you said begrudgingly, “Thanks Yoru.”

He only nodded before shrugging his jacket off and placing it on your shoulder, letting himself appreciate the adorable way you snuggled into the cloth for a moment.

Then he turned and ran back to the concert stadium, shoes pounding against the pavement and hair flying up in all directions.

Walking from his bike to the concert had been about 10 minutes, if he ran fast enough he could probably shorten it to 5.

Leaving you alone in the dark didn’t make him feel good, but he had no choice, and the best he could do was minimize that alone time as much as possible.

He arrived back at your previous seats, a few people still milling about.

Yoru quickly spotted the helmets and scooped them up, already turning to run back to his partner.

He finally makes it back, and the scene that greets him is exactly what he had been fearing.

Three men; one of them holds a glass bottle loosely in one of his hands, the other leans against Yoru’s motorcycle, leaving greasy fingerprints on the pristine metal.

Worst of all is the man who has an arm slid halfway across your waist, smile carnivorous and eyes creeping up and down your exposed body.

Seeing those greasy hands touch all over what was his made Yoru’s skin crawl, mind flooding with rage.

It feels like slow motion when all those leering eyes turn towards him, while your tearful ones melt into relief at his presence.

“Back off,” Yoru manages to grit out, tone deadly.

His hands aren’t clenched into fists are his sides, rather they are tensed into a claw, preparing to grab at his mask and take action.

But he doesn’t.

He stands there in front of the group, helmets placed off to the side.

One of the men, white and broad, scoffs and comes to stand in front of you slowly; blocking Yoru’s view.

Now he’s pissed off.

Yoru raises his hands in front of his face seriously , “Big mistake.”

The man looks like he’s about to say something snarky, but doesn’t get the chance before Yoru’s fist is smashed into his jaw, the impact sending the other man tumbling against the rough asphalt.

The rest of the fight feels like a blur with how quickly he takes down the creeps.

By the end of it, his fists are stained red with blood not belonging to him, and the others run off with broken noses and fractured limbs.

Barely breaking a sweat, he watches them stumble off before turning to something much more important; you.

“Fuck, I never should have left you here alone,” He apologizes, almost desperately ,”Are you alright?”

You face is downcast in a way so that he can’t see your eyes, only the trembling form of your bare shoulders.

He stays quiet and leans towards you, crimson stained hands brushing against your soft skin, as if he was afraid of dirtying you.

You sniffle, and then quickly wrap your arms around Yoru’s waist, crying out of relief and adrenaline.

“I’m s-sorry,” You blubber, “I-I tried to say no but—”

Your boyfriend cuts you off, finally pulling you toward himself protectively, “Don’t apologize. None of this was your fault, not in the slightest.”

You only sob harder, letting out your feelings as you grip onto his shirt tightly.

Finally you calm down, and Yoru feels horrible when you pull away and he sees your puffy red eyes.

“I know you say it’s not my fault, but,” Your voice is quiet, “Maybe if I hadn’t been all dressed up they wouldn’t have tried to touch me. If I hadn’t tried to be such a show off maybe….” You trail off.

Yoru can’t help the second rage of fury that rises inside of him, but he tampers it quickly, wanting nothing more then for you to stop crying and to smile again.

He takes your hand and slowly brings it up to his face, pressing a soft kiss to your skin, never breaking eye contact with you.

“Don’t hide your beauty because of scum who can’t handle it. I’ll fight any amount of men if it means I get to see you all pretty and dolled up for me. I don’t fucking care.”

Your face immediately flushes a deep red, and the bewildered look on your face is already a huge improvement from the previous one.

“I-I don’t want you to have to fight! It’s okay, really!”

Yoru scoffs and tucks a stray piece of hair behind your ear affectionately, “Idiot, I’m going to be fighting people either way, might as well be for someone worthwhile.”

You fall silent, and he takes the opportunity to bend down and kiss you on your lips quickly, pulling you away before you can react.

He then turns his face away quickly, annoyed by the red that starts tinting his cheeks.

You two may be a couple but, kissing still felt a bit too…intimate; to Yoru, that is.

“A-anyways. Let me drive you home. If we wait around any longer there might be even more scumbags like those. Then I’d have to break even more noses.”

You giggle slightly at his awkwardness, and quickly take his hand, the one with the least blood on it at least, already feeling better.

“Thank you, Ryo,” You say genuinely.

“It’s nothing,” he grumbles, but the soft squeeze of his hand tells you that he is happy too.

#imagine #reader #writing #valorant #yoru #reader insert #yoru x reader #x reader #possessive #protective

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totallynoteggos · 1 year

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Sector V and siblings reaction to Teen! Sister dating Chad Dickson

Nigel Uno

Absolutely flabbergasted

He tries to convince you that Chad is a bad person

(also lest just say for the sake of this fic your part of the teens next door to)

You, of course, refuse and deny, you knew he was faking.

They fight for your attention.

He also stalks you on dates

This mf would have you chipped and miced when you go on a date with him.

They fight for your attention

Like you'll have a date planned with Chad then Nigel convinces his parents to go out and have you babysit him.

Then Chad, being petty asf, proceeds to tell you it's fine and that you'll just have a movie night at your place.

With Nigel there.

Who has to watch his sister swoon for a “traitor”

And gods forbid he kisses you

Nigel would tell your parents in a heartbeat

He would also call Chad your lap dog for being a good boyfriend💀

Overall, they're both petty little slimeballs who love you but will be at each other's throats the second you're not looking.

-10/10 sibling to have when dating Chad💀💀

Hoagie and Tommy Gilligan

...

Why..

He LITERALLY held your youngest brother hostage

Anyway- Hoagie is shocked, Tommy is confused

Tommy hated him until Chad gives him food or smth

So now those two are on neutral ground

As for Hogaie, he's suspicious

But he sees how happy you two are together and can't help but admit that Chad is a good boyfriend

He still keeps an eye on him

Hell put a tracker or smth on you so that he knows your safe

He also enforces a “no closed door” rule when Chad is in your room 💀

The type of brother that if Chad said to bring you back at 9:00 would scold you for being late at 9:02

Neither could care less abt y'all kissing

Just don't do it in front of them

Tommy could care less he just cares abt the free food

Overall they both are chill as long as Chad doesn't screw up

7/10 siblings to have when dating Chad

Kuki and Mushi Sanban

SHIP

THEY DONT CARE IF HES A TRAITOR THEY STILL SHIP YOU

Most positive reaction

Yk when your older sibling brings home a friend and a younger sibling gets a crush??

Ye that's Mushi

But other than that

They give him ideas for dates

They'll tell him your favorite food, place, color, Etc.

They 100% call you two “love birds” or smth like that

They would also stalk you on dates

And if Chad kisses you in front of them???

Instant fangirling

If you think their stalking you just kiss Chad and you will hear the most high-frequency screams you will ever hear

They just ship you two so hard😔😔

They will also threaten anyone who dares to try and break their OTP

Overall 10/10 siblings to have when dating Chad.

Wallabee and Joey Beetles

Joey's chill since yk

He's an infant

But WALLY

MAN ALMOST FAINTED WHEN HE FOUND OUT

Does. Not. Like. Him

Won't let you two be alone at all💀

He would quite literally take your door away if he had too

He also would third wheel on dates JUST to ruin the mood

And If you two kiss??

He becomes the most dramatic mf

He says he's gonna puke (he actually did once💀)

Definitely does the “six feet” rule

Even if you two are on the battlefield💀

Just imagine you and your friends giving that villain speech

And Chad has an arm wrapped around your waist with his hand on your hip or smth like that

Man would deadass stop whoever's giving the speech by shouting

“OI! HANDS OFF MA SISTER YOU TEEN TRAITOR”

This little boy is way too protective💀

Overall they both love you but Wally ain't gonna let you smooch a traitor

9/10 or Joey 0/10 for Wally

Abigail and Cree Lincoln

Chill

Cree thinks it's a little weird that your dating her friend but still ships

And since Abby knows that he's in Teens next door she ships it

Don't mean they won't threaten him

100% gives him date ideas

They will both beat whoever is trying to ruin the relationship

Both would help Chad impress you

Wether it be him leading a mission all by himself or surprising you with flowers or chocolates

Only ones who let you two be together alone

if they walk in on you two kissing neither will NEVER hear the end of it

“Woah! Slow down now, I don’t wanna be a aunt this young”

“Yesh! And I thought mom and dad were romantic”

“So……when’s the baby coming”

“Y’all better use protection”

The last two totally weren’t from Cree

They both let you two live your own lives

They won’t stalk you on dates but they do ask you how it was

Was it romantic, was he sweet, did he pay, where did he take you, etc.

Overall nice siblings to have when dating Chad

8/10

#codename knd #numbuh 2 #numbuh 1 #numbuh 3 #numbuh 4 #numbuh 274 #numbuh 5 #cree lincoln #Tommy Gilligan #mushi sanban #chad dickson #chad dickson x reader #codename: kids next door x reader #kids next door #x reader

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scorpionatori · 1 year

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Top 5 Backstories in Anime/Manga

5. “Cushion of Grass” - Mushishi

“In this world, every person and place has a right to exist. It’s true for you, too. Nature itself allowed you to come back. The entire world as a whole is your home.”

Although Mushishi has a more "monster of the week" structure and isn't focused on developing fleshed out character arcs, the series still gives us two wonderful backstory episodes about our protagonist, Ginko. In "Cushion of Grass", an older mushi-shi comes across a young Ginko who's collapsed in the woods, surrounded by mushi. Ginko stays for a little while, but things take a turn for the worse when Ginko accidentally drops the egg of the unborn mountain lord, killing it.

While adult Ginko is a content and capable traveler and professional, child Ginko is a lonely outcast without a home or any place he can permanently stay, given he attracts mushi. It's even revealed that other mushi-shi would take advantage of him to attract mushi to different areas so he could get them jobs.

Ginko doesn't think someone like him belongs anywhere. And then he causes the death of the new mountain lord. But despite this, he's allowed to return to the world after getting pulled into the world of mushi. The man who had been looking after him tells him that, although he can't forgive him for what he did, he needs to remember that he belongs in this world. That every living thing has a right to exist, including him. The entire world is his home. This sets off Ginko's worldview we see throughout the series. He finds contentment in his lonely life of wandering and truly does seem to feel home wherever he is. He believes that humans and mushi both deserve to exist in the world.

"Cushion of Grass" is a beautifully written backstory, and the anime does an amazing job bringing it to life.

4. “Parent and Child” - Re:Zero

“‘I don’t love you.’ ‘I disown you.’ You are not… my son.’ I wished, you’d just say that to me, and throw me away. I wished, you’d give up on me.” - Natsuki Subaru

How Re:Zero fans watched this and still thought Subaru was just some whiny annoying protagonist who never learns his lessons is beyond me. In this, we truly see how much he has grown as he undergoes the Witch's trial in the Sanctuary.

Even with this series being full of truly tragic backstories, the story of Subaru's normal childhood still made me the most emotional.

Subaru is a very smart and talented kid with skills all around and a charismatic personality. He's good at school and sports and is very popular. His father is the same way, and he grows up constantly being compared to him. His identity ends up becoming wrapped up in the image of his father. Although this may seem harmless and although his father did nothing wrong, the constant comparisons give Subaru a highly idealized view of who he's supposed to be, and he eventually becomes incredibly burnt out by all the expectations placed on him to be as amazing as his father. He starts self-sabotaging, neglecting his studies and getting into trouble with the other kids. Eventually he stops going to school altogether and locks himself in his room all day.

Despite having people who care about him and growing up being praised, Subaru truly hates himself. He even admits he wishes his loving parents would beat him and get rid of him, because he thinks that's what he deserves. It feels devastating to him that someone as low as him would receive any form of love. He intentionally tries to make himself a lazy and worthless human being, hoping it will cause people to resent him the way he resents himself.

In the trial, he finally has to confront this aspect of himself and he does so with success.

3. Twilight’s backstory - Spy x Family

“I didn’t know anything. I never did. I didn’t know the real reason the war had started. I thought there wouldn’t be a war at all. I’d been convinced they’d all died in the bombing. I hated the enemy without knowing why. I picked up a gun without knowing why. I obeyed my country without knowing why. Ignorance isn’t bliss. Ignorance is weakness. Ignorance is a sin.” - Agent Twilight

Despite being a comedy manga, Spy x Family does not shy away from the horrors of war, especially when it gives us Agent Twilight’s backstory. The arc opens up on Twilight and his friends as children playing a game about war, and Twilight is by far the most into it. As we continue and see him talk about the political conflict and clash with his father, we find out he strongly glorifies war and demonizes the enemy, the country of Ostania. He’s been fed propaganda against the enemy, even to the point where he and all the children believe the Ostanians are literal monsters. But then a war completely breaks out and steals everything from him. His town is bombed, and then the town he and his mother escape to. His mother is killed in the second bombing and he becomes a homeless war orphan. When he’s older he joins the military, determined to crush the enemy. He becomes a very capable and destructive soldier.

His life changes after meeting his now friend Frankie, an enemy soldier who thinks the war is stupid and pointless. He’s disillusioned when Frankie tells him that the Ostanian’s were fed the exact same propaganda as the Westalian’s on Twilight’s side, and that both sides are just human beings fighting a pointless war. He realizes he’s been living a life of ignorance. This is how he becomes a spy and vows to prevent another war from every happening again.

Overall, this arc is one of my favorite pieces of anti-war media I’ve seen. It depicts how dangerous and evil propaganda and ignorance is, and how it turns people against each other only to feed a political agenda. The panels depicting the aftermath of the bombings are truly chilling, and Endo doesn’t sanitize how horrible the war is, even if this is normally just supposed to be a funny manga.

2. “A World Unbent” - Natsume Yuujinchou

“If I keep going, I might find out how to get rid of this thing. Without it, I won’t have to feel so irritated. I might be able to be a nicer person. Even to my family…” - Natori

“Maybe things look distorted because you try to see through these useless things.” - Matoba

The episode that solidified Natori Shuuichi as the best character in NatsuYuu for me. This backstory depicts Natori’s introduction to the world of exorcism. The plot itself is simple enough, but it’s such a beautiful character study of the character who's sadly received too much undue hate from the fandom. We see the big contrast between present day Natori and teenage Natori watching this. The former is friendly and charming and the latter is standoffish and irritable. It truly gives us a look into his inner turmoil and psyche that we don’t get to see as often in the present day.

Natori as a teen is shown to be very detached from people and surroundings, and he describes his world as “wavering”. He meets teenage Matoba, who is sure of himself and confident and never wavers. Natori immediately finds himself unable to deal with Matoba despite him being his first peer to share his abilities. He resists his assistance, fearing his accomplishments will mean nothing if they come with the help of someone more capable. We see that Natori is desperate to become strong and good enough by himself.

Contrary to how he acts present day, we see that Natori has a very low and fragile view of himself, even feeling that he’s a bad guy. He's an outcast both at home and at school, and has no one he can lean on. He's enticed to the world of exorcism, especially after meeting Takuma, who treats him with kindness. He wants to become a stronger person who helps people, and he looks for this in the exorcist community. He also hopes to one day find a way to get rid of the ominous lizard youkai that crawls around on his body. If he gets rid of it, he wonders if this will let him become a kinder person.

While present day Natori is someone who does not wear his heart on his sleeve, "A World Unbent" allows us to see deeper into him and his character in complete vulnerability. There's a beautiful aching to the narration of this episode which rivals the rest of a series full of beautiful aching narration. It makes it clear how deeply Natori is hurting, and how much he's longing to find something he can cling to in life and how much he yearns to be a kind person. It's just overall a beautiful backstory episode that provides so much depth to an already well written character.

1. “Dark Era” - Bungo Stray Dogs

“I joined the mafia because of an expectation I had. I thought if I was close to death and violence—close to people giving into their urges and desires, then I would be able to see the inner nature of humankind up close. I thought if I did that… I would be able to find something—a reason to live.” - Dazai

“Be on the side that saves people… if both sides are the same, choose to become a good person. Save the weak, protect the orphaned. You might not see a great difference between right and wrong, but… saving others is something just a bit more wonderful.” - Oda

Are my NatsuYuu followers surprised I ranked something even above "A World Unbent"? Long before I even watched the series my brother told me that this was the best backstory he’d ever seen. He was right. Dark Era follows the last few living days of Osamu Dazai’s friend Oda Sakunosuke, a character not introduced until this arc. Despite being best friends with the violent Port Mafia executive Dazai, Oda is a low ranking member who doesn’t kill people. His reason for not killing is that he wants to become a writer. A person who takes lives has no right to write about them. However, after getting caught in the plot of a foreign ex-military group whose boss desires the perfect person to kill him in battle, he’s driven to violently eradicate the group after they kill the orphans he’s been providing for.

Although he still has his goofy moments, we get to see how terrifying and dark Dazai was as a Port Mafia executive, ordering executions and beating and threatening his then subordinate, Akutagawa. Pointing a gun at Akutagawa’s head, he contrasts himself with Oda, a man who protects orphans and doesn’t kill people, saying the light of righteousness is not on his side. We see him at the very end of his mafia career, as Oda’s death drives him to leave.

Before he leaves to fight the group, Oda hears from Dazai that the reason he joined the mafia was because he wanted to be close to the violence and bloodshed and people giving in to human desires, hoping in it he’d find some meaning in living. While he’s dying, Oda tells Dazai he’ll never find that and he’ll never be able to fill the dark lonely hole inside of him. But he goes on to say that if neither a life of helping or a life of killing will be able to bring meaning to his existence, he should choose to become a better person and live his life saving people. That’s a more beautiful way to live.

Dazai follows his dying friend’s advice and leaves the violent Port Mafia to eventually join the Armed Detective Agency where he works now. Oda’s words were a beautiful way to approach someone as nihilistic as Dazai who saw no meaning in life and abandoned ideas of what’s good or evil. If there’s no meaning in a life of killing or a life of saving, it’s more beautiful to choose the side that saves people. Dazai's nihilistic worldview isn't argued with or challenged. Oda never tries to convince him that there will be meaning in his life if he keeps searching for it. Instead, he reminds him that beauty and good can exist in life, even if it is meaningless. Good and kindhearted Oda deeply cares for Dazai despite his friend's darkness and lack of morality, and in the end he's able to find the right thing to tell him that makes him change his lifestyle to become a better person.

Dark Era, in my opinion, is the masterpiece of Bungo Stray Dogs and is a beautiful story all on its own.

#bsd #natsume yuujinchou #spy x family #re zero #mushishi #bsd dazai #bsd odasaku #natori shuuichi #matoba seiji #loid forger #natsuki subaru #ginko

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softxsuki · 8 months

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Heyyy!! Congratulations on 1k!!I’m here for the matchup event>:)!

Fandom: Tokyo rev and platonic matchup please<3(any gender)

Personality: At first I might seem like a silent and a distant person cuz I’m not good at communicating with new people. I don’t click with a lot of people, that being the reason I have only a little friend group who I don’t feel awkward around. But after you get to know me, I’m actually a completely different person - really talkative, loud and smiley even though I can get angered and annoyed really easily. When I am, I get really passive aggressive & I tend to stay quiet not to lash out at other people or accidentally hurt them. But if spoken to and I decide to speak back, my tone does not sound aggressive and speak with short sentences, trying to avoid having a long conversation. A good trait of mine is that I’m a good listener and supportive. I really like supporting people I care about and love in any way & their achievements make me truly happy<3 I’m a BIG daydreamer and my head is often in the clouds😭 I cope with stressful events/distract myself from negative emotions by daydreaming and convincing myself they didnt happen. I’m also a VERY BIG procrastinator and do everything at the last possible moment, mostly because I’m too lazy to do it at that moment. I literally can’t have a straight face and be serious no matter what is going on(except if it’s really serious, then I get serious too lol.) I’m responsible when I need to be & I HATE when I bring people down and don’t meet their expectation.

Sun: Capricorn Moon: Taurus Rising: Capricorn

Mbti: Isfp-t (I’m so sorry I forgot my enneagram💀)

My hobbies: I play guitar and attend a volleyball school. besides that I really enjoy cloudgazing<33!! It’s my favorite thing to do. I even have a speacial lil spot I cloudgaze at & I take my friends there from time to time:) I also love listening to music but idk if that’s a hobby😭

What I value in friendship: Loyalty and being there for each other when the other needs it:) Also patience, since it’s really hard to understand me sometimes and I usually don’t mean things I say. Someone with the same humorous with the same humor as me. Being supportive and HYPING EACH OTHER UP>>>

Extra stuff:

whenever I’m angry, a hug is the only thing that calms me down. Like I go soft and my anger immediately fades away. I really get all soft and mushy whenever someone shows affection towards me in general.

Whenever I’m nervous I just play with my hands or with the sleeves of my shirt. I used to chew my shirt too but I let go of that trait💀

I laugh a LOT and my laugh is very loud. I get very happy when I succeed at making people around me laugh too:)

The best compliment i could get is “ur funny” IDK WHY BUT IT MAKES ME HAPPY-

My fav season gotta be winter cuz of all the fun stuff & new year and Christmas are my fav holidays<3

IM TIRED AND HAVE NO ENERGY 24/7

Scenario: Something like helping each other confess to our crushes and helping to plan each other’s dates but messing everything up would be really funny jdkwdkjd or just generally hanging out together.

Once again congratulations!! Take your time writing thing and don’t forget to take care:)!!

-🫐

1000 Follower Event Matchup #32

This event is CLOSED. You can find the event masterlist here.

Note: 🫐anon! Hello and thank you for participating. I'm sorry you had to wait this long for your matchup! It's been a tough year :3 I hope you still enjoy it though! Thank you <3

I match you with: TAKEMITCHI (platonic)

Runner-up: Emma

Takemitchi:

(Too lazy to edit a picture for him since I don’t take requests for Takemichi :3)

The main reason why I picked Takemichi is because you said you value loyalty in a friendship, and have you seen the lengths this man has gone for his GF and friends??? He’s SUPER loyal

So loyal, that he pushes himself despite how how weak and cowardly he may feel inside

Probably one of the best friends you’ll find; if you ever need him, he’d be there for you, even if it’s 3am

He’s one of the few people you can be yourself around without judgment, and he comes as a package deal with Hinata and Chifuyu so you have your little friend group with them

On the days when you’re all free, you go cloud gazing, enjoying silence, as your watch the clouds and get lost in your daydreams, happy that you have three friends to hangout with like that

Takemichi brings you your favorite drink and foods, memorizing all your favorite things and little habits as your best friend

Whenever you laugh together, your laughs makes each other laugh even harder

Hugs you and reassures you that he’s there for you whenever you need it

How do you help each other confess to your crushes?

Well with him, you were the one that had to push him to make a move on Hinata–he was a lost cause without you and would still be single to this day had you not encouraged him to confess

As for Takemichi, he fakes it till he makes it, giving you all this advice from his own relationship experience, even though half of it isn’t helpful at all

Hina usually gives him the right words to say and he relays them to you, pushing you to at least try confessing because you never know what the other person may feel as well…you’ll never know till you try

EVENT REQUESTS ARE CLOSED

REGULAR REQUESTS ARE OPEN :D

Posted: 9/6/2023

#tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo rev x reader #takemichi x reader #tokyo revengers matchup

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iivyhearts · 2 years

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jimmy and gary (separate) with an airheaded gf

(im doing a fem! reader for this one but u can read it as gn!)

warning: gary's is kinda toxic just a heads up

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jimmy

very protective

very very protective

doesn't let gary near you at all bc he knows that he will string you into stuff

lets you doodle on his hand just so you concentrate

he looks like a damn colouring book

helps you with homework but he doesn't want to do it for you

however if you're stressed beyond tears he'll do it for u bc he loves you

is literally that meme where theres the guard dog bf and his sweet gf

will threaten to beat up anyone who tries to be mean to you then turns to you all lovey-dovey eyed and pamper you with love

hugging you from behind is a must for him he loves it

with anyone else he wouldn't let them be so mushy with him like cupping his face, kissing everywhere, holding onto his arm.. but-

since its you he allows it; and he has no idea why he's so soft for you

lets you stay over in the boys dorm bc the girls can be mean to u, and he will definitely keep u safe against any gross boys so its 80% safe

the only risk is a prefect finding you out and busting the two of you lol

if you two aren't in his dorm room, you're in the lighthouse together

cuddles in private are a must; jimmy's been through a lot of neglect so he craves all the affection but he likes keeping direct love private so he isn't seen as 'soft'

all in all he adores you <3

gary

he adores you,,, but in a very different way

at first, he loves you bc you're so easy to manipulate and bc he's off his meds,,, he does it a lot

gets you to spread 'he said she said' rumours for him bc you believe it all

also convinces you into being his right hand bc you go along with everything he says

gary loves how his insults go over your head unless they're direct (i.e "you're stupid", "i can't believe you're this dumb")

his sarcasm also sometimes go over your head and he thinks its funny

after a while, he grows kind of protective of you, he doesn't want anyone else to treat you how he treats you, you're like his little pet

if you find out he's not taking his meds, and you probably will through jimmy or pete, you start bugging him to take it

he hates it at first but amidst all his overthinking he realises that you care about him, you want him to perform optimally; so he starts to take them again

now.. on meds gary is more mellow, as we know, so he definitely becomes more soft for you, but not too much

before he took his meds your relationship was in the air, it wasn't concrete and people just assumed the two of you were dating

but now he's taking meds he asks you out directly, and he'll never admit he's over the moon when you say yes

he'll help you with classwork and homework, not always completely but he normally just does it for you bc he gets a little frustrated when you don't get it right

he does make you watch so you learn something whilst he does it for you

practically becomes your private tutor or something

he only cuddles in private, he has a reputation to uphold as a crazy, detached sociopath; he can't be all mushy with you in public

he kinda hates it, but he's dug himself into a hole

he wants to show you off, and sometimes he does in a petty way when people flirt with you

literally just walks over and kisses you until they leave out of awkwardness

unfortunately bc of his reputation, no one believes you when you say he's loving and kind to you (and you alone) in private

gary might eventually redeem himself, but until then he adores you in private

#bully x reader #bully scholarship edition #bully se #bully game #bully canis canem edit #jimmy hopkins #jimmy hopkins x reader #gary smith #gary smith x reader #// 🪴 iivyhearts #// 🪴 iivyhearts writing #// 🛹 bully se

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liliadarlin · 2 years

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Scarabia HCs

A/N: Kalim is so cute I just wanna give him a hug 🫂

TWs: yandere content, doting yanderes, excessive gift-giving, obsessive tendencies, mean jamil (?), just a bit tho, mention of food, is that a tw, idk

Kalim

♡ He's baby 👶

♡ No, but on a serious note, Kalim really is a sweetie. He adores his darling, anf genuinely believes that if they didn't exist, he would just shrivel up like a flower without sunlight. He'd definitely say some mushy stuff like that, too.

♡ Kalim's love language is gift giving. He gives things to his darling a lot, and ninety percent of the time they don't have to ask for it. Kalim just wants them to be content in life, so he gifts them things he thinks will make them happy!

♡ Of course, this is all well and good, but it's obvious to those around Kalim how obsessive he's getting over time. Anyone close to him, Jamil especially, knows that he goes overboard from time to time. Whether of not his darling catches on depends on their personality.

♡ And it's not like Kalim's darling can reject or try to return his gifts either.

♡ He gets so sad when they try to! It feels like a full on rejection when they tell him they don't want something he got them, and I think he'd get kind of emotional about it.

♡ OH.

♡ Kalim loves spending time with his darling! If he could spend every second of every day by their side, he definitely would. Because of this, Kalim can sometimes be compared to a clingy puppy.

♡ His adoration knows no bounds.

♡ Jamil hates it, btw 💀

Jamil

♡ I feel bad for anyone who gains Jamil's attention, but only because he can get so God damn paranoid about where their relationship stands.

♡ Jamil is convinced that his darling likes Kalim more than him (and honestly, who could blame them), and he fully takes this out on his darling whenever he's feeling especially upset about his circumstances.

♡ He, of course, realizes that perhaps he's wrong and even if his darling proclaims their love for him he'll never fully believe them. It sucks, and Jamil knows that. However, he can't really help the way he feels.

♡ On the other hand, Jamil likes taking care of his darling. When he's able to push away his paranoia and borderline aggressiveness he dotes on his darling quite a bit.

♡ This includes cooking for them, among other things.

♡ Jamil, unlike others, doesn't feel the need to know every single thing about his darling. He understands that they need their space, but he absolutely obsessed over their eating habits for awhile.

♡ Jamil cooks meals that he knows they'll like. While he can't be as affectionate or open as other yanderes - an example being Rook or Kalim - he can still show that he cares in some way or another.

♡ Probably would freak out if his darling tried to do the same kind of favors for himself, he's agitating like that lol.

Savanaclaw

Octavinelle

#yandere kalim al asim #yandere jamil viper #yandere twst #yandere twisted wonderland #yandere headcanons #yandere imagines #yandere #lilia writes

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thekingreturn · 3 years

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League Roadtrip Headcanons

Characters: Shigaraki, Spinner, Twice, Mr Compress, Big Sis Magne, Dabi

Tomura Shigaraki

Tomura Shigaraki makes your departure late waiting until he’s sure his devices are properly charged. Nevermind if you’ve got a remote charger, or that its only going to be a few hours, he’s not risking being screenless and stuck looking at the scenery (heaven forbid). You’ve (affectionately, probably) described his car ride habits as nesting. He swaddles his lower half in blankets, reclines the seat as far back as he can get away with, shoves a pillow behind his head, and settles in for a few hours with his headphones and whatever game he’s reserved for this thing. Just set whatever snacks you get him on his chest and he’ll graze on them at his leisure.

In general he prefers to be pretty quiet, long car rides actually aren’t great for him mentally. He doesn’t like the idea of being forced to be in close proximity to a person with no feasible exit. Not that he resents spending time with you, just that he gets grouchy and withdrawn on principle if he thinks he has no choice. Every two hours or so, though, he’ll turn off the game, straighten his seat (likely sending a shitload of crumbs into your car carpet) and just sort of. Butt his head against your shoulder until you start talking to him or at least pet his head. He’ll let himself enjoy it for a few minutes before relapsing back into his pseudo den

He can’t drive and thus you will be running this show for the entirety of it. Afterwards, though, you notice him..hovering, more than usual, just sort of urging you to lie down and bringing you food with the same sort of furtive expectance as a cat bringing you dead mice. You think this is his way of thanking you, but don’t confront him on it. Each time is a little easier with him.

Spinner

Shuichi Iguchi (Spinner) may be one of the few members of the League who knows what he’s doing behind the wheel, but between you and him he actually doesn’t like doing it very much. He gets jumpy on the road and is prone to getting snappish with the other drivers. Still, he wants to do his part to pitch in, so tends to take the beginning and end of the drive. He also casually takes over snack detail and is the one to get out of the car and fill it with gas, as well as unload and reload the car. And navigation to boot. He’s a giver. Don’t tell anyone.

The level of conversational adeptness really depends on how long you’ve been seeing each other. Early stages comes up abruptly against his inability to small talk, you swear at some point he furtively checks his phone for icebreakers he found on the internet. Later stages bring ease with them, though, and with them Spinner’s favorite Olympic sport, complaining. The man pretends to hate gossip but if you hit the right buttons he’s more than happy to give you heavily editorialized anecdotes about the League and his various observations therein. Join in with some of your own, he’s a surprisingly good audience. The conversations will turn political at some point (and if you’re dating him, chances are good that’s somewhere you’re happy to follow) but if needed he can be convinced to leave work at work.

Spinner rarely initiates, even later on, but he’s kind of a sucker for tropey couple shit. Hold his hand while driving and he’ll get real quiet, even if it’s just for a second or two. Wrap your arms around him in the gas station while he pays, remind him that you’re proud to be seen with him. Kiss his cheek for getting your bags, make him feel valued. He’ll be following you around like a lovesick puppy.

Twice

Jin Bubaigawara (Twice) prefers to be the one driving, even going over his limits while insisting he’s fine. He can be convinced to take a break once you start to notice he’s barely holding his eyes open, but it will in fact, take some convincing not to get him to just slam back a questionable amount of five hour energies. He finds it relaxing, one of the few times he can just sort of sink into a process. Keep an eye on his turns, occasionally he’ll take a couple he didn’t mean to, but its a good way to feel a little more in control of himself and the situation.

He’s a good guy to have around a car, capable of changing a tire or getting the engine back up and running before you finish looking up tow services. He won’t necessarily ask for a reward but depending on how late in the relationship you are he’s definitely going to be giving you hopeful glances until he gets the affection he craves so badly.

The man basically invented rubbing your partner’s thigh while driving, he likes keeping a hand on you whenever he can, likes feeling you next to him. It’s such a simple thing but something about having you in his car really does make him feel trusted. He doesn’t really get a whole lot of areas where he feels competent. When you fall asleep a little before arriving home, and he gets to carry you inside, feeling how completely you let yourself depend on him? There’s nothing else quite like it.

Mr. Compress

Atsuhiro Sako (Mr. Compress) is...an ok driver. He thinks he’s better than he is, you can tell from the way he handles the wheel, the little flick of his hand as he hits his turn signal and the way he’ll narrate whatever he’s doing. And in practice, he is pretty good! Until other drivers with less of a showmanship factor hit the road. Which is always. All it takes is one guy pulling ahead of him too fast and he gets flustered enough to throw him off his game.

The two of you switch off driving at pretty even intervals. Even with navigation apps (which he does use, he’s not a Luddite) he still prefers to have a paper map on hand to cross reference it. He can be a little annoying with it but he more than makes up for it with the way he’ll touch your shoulder to indicate an offramp. “Why don’t we turn here, angel, its scenic.”

He’s much more about the journey than the destination, happy to divert the trip into an exploration of local curiosities if the two of you have time. He likes the anonymity of these small drive through towns where the two of you could be anyone, anything to the locals. He’ll squeeze your hand and murmur legends or history pieces if he knows any about the place (he makes about half of them up, but they’re nice stories anyways).

These things always take longer than it should, but he makes it all feel like but a moment.

Big Sis Mag

Mag Hikishi (Magne) is another one who prefers to drive than be driven, and to be frank, you may as well let her. If stuck in the passenger seat she has a bad case of invisible brake and tends to grip the ceiling a little too pointedly. She has absolute faith in your abilities, and also if she’s going to be in a car crash she at least wants it to be her own fault. Its alright, darling, just sit in the passenger seat and look pretty for her, won’t you?

Master of the shortcut that takes you an hour off course, its best if you leave without an expected arrival time. She likes starting trips bright and early, likes seeing the roads clear of other cars and getting to enjoy those quiet morning hours with you. Not that things are often quiet with Mag. She has this ability to get you talking about almost anything for hours, with plenty of her own contributions to boot. She’s lived a storied life, and she wants to hear your own.

Mag has strong opinions on gas station snacks (Takis, string cheese if they have any, and water being a go to) and will absolutely hover a little to make sure you’re well hydrated for long hours in the hot car. She has an eclectic collection of CDs if you don’t feel like talking, and if you need silence, well...that’s harder, but she’ll do it for you, only occasionally breaking it with a peck on the cheek. She enjoys these moments with just the two of you, able to just bounce off of each other and get absolutely mushy without her beloved coworkers around to tease. For a moment, at least, things all feel like they might be ok.

Dabi

Dabi, like Shigaraki, never got his license and isn’t really interested in trying for it. He doesn’t really like any form of transportation and tends to walk most places when he gets the option, given he has a tendency to get motion sick and it’s really hard to keep up your persona of unflappable bad boy while turning a few shades of green. Still, sometimes its unavoidable, so he flings himself in the backseat, props open a window, and prays he’ll knock out soon.

Dabi’s not the easiest partner in the world to communicate with under the best of circumstances, but now especially when every jolt makes him regret being born (moreso than usual) and the only thing coming out of his mouth when he opens it is complaints about how that brat of a leader is doing this to him on purpose, has to be. This is one of the rare instances where fussing over him actually gets some desirable results. Tuck a blanket around him, get him set up with some water, and check in on him every time you stop. Eventually a hand shoots out from between the front seats and grabs at the air until you take the hint and lock your fingers through his. Its not much, but from Dabi? Its everything.

Ultimately he does his best to sleep through these incidents and has you under a firm promise to never describe them to the others, ever. He’ll incentivize it if he has to. You know he’s good for it.

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movedtodykedvonte · 3 years

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What if the four lords + miranda meet their otherselves from an alternative universe where they act like a real family?

Like, AU!Miranda is a huge sucker for her children. AU!Alcina and AU!Karl are one of those siblings that kind of do everything together and spend the most time with each other. AU!Salvatore is out-spoken and his opinion is valued very highly by his siblings. AU!Donna goes around messing with everyone like a feral child while her 3 ft doll desperately tries to stop her.

Just the complete opposite of their current dynamic, that would be hilarious.

you are just asking for the 2p au of the lords. Like this meeting would be super sad. Imagine meeting up with the happier more emotionally stable version of your family, that genuinely cares for each other and try to think of something funny about that. (I'm not trying to sound mean, like the initial disgust may be funny)

Mother Bitch Miranda

Disgust, confusion, and annoyance. The whole purpose of gathering these false children was for Eva, did this version just throw her aside?

Would pull this version aside privately and ask what is going on, what is the goal of all of this useless and unnecessary family stuff. This version is like "Dawg I mourned and moved on, got new kids, peep the drip."

Miranda can't believe it, but is aware of how happy these versions look, including this version of her. There's the look of a mother who has lost, yes, but this Miranda also has the look of a mother who has healed

This should be a sign that this version of her has healed and she should follow in her footsteps, but Miranda convinces herself that this version of herself settled/replaced Eva to fill the void (kinda true but in a kind way) and goes even harder into her work

Has the nagging feeling how she treats her lords is too harsh but then remembers that it's all for Eva and that is enough justification

Alcina Dimitrescu

Mother loves them all? Equally? This won't do! She's supposed to be the favorite and she's not happy until she is!... Although it looks nice to see how caring Mother is to them

Mother never hugged her or told her she was doing great like this mother does. Can't help but stare whenever she sees these displays done to her counterpart

Avoids this version of herself as she makes her feel insecure and

She acts disgusted at her and Heisenberg being so friendly, practically finishing each other's sentences, but this Karl is very respectful and well-kempt, it makes her envious.

Feels like she is even less worthy of Mother Miranda as this version doesn't have to try and still gets adoration, so it must be her

Donna + Angie

Literally, I can only imagine Donna being super happy in this situation, like another Angie? Another person who loves dolls? This is epic! It's like one of her plays but bigger!

She thinks the other her is super hyper but she's used to Angie so it isn't weird. Let's Angie play with this her while she talks with the new calm Angie

Donna is marveling at the family dynamic as it's all she's ever wanted. She tries not to be envious but can't help but mention that she wishes her versions were this caring.

Wonders if she should start being more outgoing and wild like the other her as it seems to be making her happy (also she wonders if it'll fix her family :c)

Sees the whole meeting and experience as fuel for her "If my family was nice" doll plays and makes little dolls of counterpart Donna and Angie so she doesn't forget

Salvatore Moreau

Bewildered that counterpart he looks the same, has the same limitations and stature, yet is so highly revered by this version of the family.

Also, don't get me started on how bad he feels after seeing how Mother openly praises and congratulates this Moreau on the most basic achievements. If he did feel like an absolute failure before, he definitely feels like one now.

He would see this Moreau as better and be afraid to talk to him as he is ashamed to be considered the same as someone with such a status with ANY version of Mother

The other version of him initiates conversation and tells him he needs to be assertive, not take their shit! Moreau is certain he'd be gutted if he tried that

Would be genuinely depressed and reclusive for a while after because he saw how nice his life could've been, even after the mutations and he stuck with this.

Karl Heisenberg

Absolutely hates this version of himself, his family, everything! Everyone is so mushy and lovey with each other. He can't believe they are all falling for this Miranda's tricks so hard/willingly

Until he sees how caring and motherly this Miranda actually is, especially when she complements this version of him and hugs him like he's her newborn who she is protecting from the world, but is in fact the same age as he is.

Then there's Donna and Moreau who aren't damaged and actually happy without being delirious/in denial. And Alcina acts like a big sister to this Heisenberg, protective and only playfully condescending. He had always secretly wished Alcina acted this way more when he was first abducted.

He always wanted a kind big sister and a kind mother who made sure she knew everyone knew she loved her kids and just a normal fuckng family. He wants to be angry at this Karl for having it easy but he knows non of his woes are his fault.

Contemplates pretending to go along with his Miranda's family bit for a second before disgust settles in. Then he works overtime trying to build up his army having seen what things could've been if Miranda wasn't such a bitch.

May post about this au more, it feels popping. Gonna call it the "Motherly Miranda au" if that's not already taken.

#Like it just be sad #seeing a version of Miranda that showed care and compassion #a version of themselves that were less compromised #ask #anon #resident evil #resident evil village #resident evil 8 #re8 #this au would fuck tho #Motherly Miranda au #alcina dimitrescu #lady dimitrescu #mother miranda #karl heisenberg #salvatore moreau #moreau #donna beneviento #angie the doll

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littlenymphie · 3 years

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𝒂 𝒃𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒉 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒚

⛈ pairing. daddy!thor odinson x reader

⛈ prev title. “you are his”

⛈ summary. every night, you brush thor’s hair but this time it made you remember of a song that hit a little too close to home for the god of thunder.

⛈ ficlet. 796 wc || fluff & angst || 2nd pov

⛈ warnings. sfw. mentions of character deaths. daddy kink. slight ddlg. no capitalization.

⛈ author’s note. besties, idk what to tell you. i literally wrote this rn in like an hour or two. the idea popped in my head and it lived rent free so i wrote it. its so fucking sappy i hate this guy. he makes me mushy and that shouldn’t be allowed. anyways, here it is 😀

⛈ psa. minors dni. do not repost, republish, or plagiarize. thank you <3

the soft warm hue of the candles dimly lit the living room. they stood in contrast to the led light of the tv, which played a long forgotten movie. its dialogue and sound effects blended with the murmurs of the night.

you didn’t care.

you were too preoccupied with the task at hand.

thor sat on the ground, facing the tv. his fingers caressed the exposed skin of your calves, his thumb kneeding into tight muscles here and there, while your fingers carded through his hair. he leaned back. a pleasant hum fell from his lips.

his hair was soft, fluffy, and warm. freshly blow dried. you couldn’t help but grab a fist full and pull.

“careful,” he hissed.

“i know, daddy.” you giggled, letting go of his hair, letting it cascade through your fingers like golden liquor. it was so soft. not as long as when you had met him, but going there. you remembered when you saw his short clipped hair for the first time.

“it looks good!!!” you had said, but then a pout tugged your lips. “i miss your long hair though…”

he had laughed, picking you up and twirling you around, relishing in your shrieks, in your laughter, in the fact that you were alive and well and here. with him. untouched by the horrors that has molded his own skin. but he’d rather not think about that.

“and i too, my little dove,” he had replied.

but then the horrors touched you in a snap and yet somehow your skin remained delicate. your touch? featherlike. any lighter and thor would have to convince himself that you were not a ghost, not a memory, not dust, but real. alive and well. so, now thor has closed his eyes, focusing on your light fingertips that grace his hair because he could never forget what it felt like for them to be just memories.

and then thor frowned.

the fingertips had been replaced with bristles.

thor had been so focused on you that he had forgotten the routine. how you always sat on the sofa, one hand patting the space between your thighs, the other clutching a hairbrush. how he always placed himself between you, hooking your knees over his shoulders. your fingers on his mane. his on your skin.

you continued to gently brush his hair. careful not to snag any knot nor scrape his scalp. your hand held the locks that gleamed under the candlelight. golden. and it reminded you of something. a movie you have not seen in ages that your little self absolutley adores. you couldn’t help but grin wildly.

“flower, gleam and glow,” you sung softly. tiny giggles added a lilt to your voice. “let your power shine.”

he opened his eyes. this was new. “what are you singing, petal?” he looked up at you.

“shuuush.” your fingers moved to the sides of his temple, bringing his head forward. “just relax.”

his eyes were trained on the tv, but his ears on your angelic voice.

“make the clock reverse. bring back what once was mine.”

and then he wasn’t seeing the tv anymore. the royal palace of asgard stood tall, shimmering under the sunlight, the rainbow bridge glittering. the throne room still golden as dawn settled.

a sight that would never grace his eyes again.

“heal what has been hurt.” your voice was steady and smooth. any trace of giggles were gone. “change the fates’ design.”

the palace was no longer standing, turned into a fiery ruin. the streets were heaps of melted cobblestones. the throne room lost its golden hue. it was scarlet red.

oh, he saw how asgard bled.

you noticed a hitch in his breath.

“daddy?” you stopped singing, peering over his shoulder (and your knee) to try and get a look of his face. “are you okay?”

a slight pause.

“keep singing,” is all he said.

you knew something was wrong, which meant that now more than ever you could not disobey. so, straightening your back, you resumed your brushing and your singing.

“save what has been lost,”

his mother’s smile. his father’s words. his brother’s tricks. all lost in the past, only present in memories.

“bring back what once was mine.”

and then he saw you. how your fingertips dissolved into the air, followed by the rest of your body, reduced to dust and ash, to memory and pain.

and five years later he saw the dust and ash rise, a swirl of smoke collect, and your fingertips were in front of him again.

“what once was mine….”

he brought you back.

you are his.

his to remember. his to protect. his to love.

his to bring back again and again and again if it ever came to that.

and…

he is yours.

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