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cherry-flavoured-thot · 1 year

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I know you’re blushing!” “I am not!” “Aw now you’re pouting!” With Hubert please

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You're really not one to enjoy the pomp and circumstance that come with the parties thrown by nobility. Frankly you'd hope after dedicating yourself to Edelgard's cause you'd finally be able to avoid them all together. No. No you could not. And once again you're forced into an absolutely stuffy outfit, that forced you to conceal a single dagger in comparison to your regular three.

Yes it's a party. But when has that ever stopped assassins? Should Edelgard be in danger you want to be prepared. Of course you're rigidness didn't go unnoticed. "Honestly you're as bad as Hubie, have a glass and relax, everything will be fine." Dorothea, and her persuasiveness have a glass of wine appearing in your hands. "And while you're at it ask him to dance, he's been looking back at you all night." The mention of dancing has you grimacing. You've been cursed with two left feet since birth, regardless of all the lessons, to even consider dancing has you embarrassed.

You instead settle for camping out a corner and sitting on your own, nursing a glass of wine debating when an appropriate time to retire for the evening would be, when you spot a shadow slipping beside you. "I see that I'm not the only one whose been ordered to 'loosen up' as it were." There's a hint of amusement in Hubert's voice as he stands next to you. You sigh, loudly.

"I really hate these parties, but they used to be worse when I was younger when my parents were throwing around my single status to every noble family with unmarried kids." You feel an old anger bubbling up in your chest upon memories of your parents parading you around to any noble family that may take you. You start swirling the alcohol in your glass until it almost spills, verbally finishing your train of thought, "I was never to their taste," you take a sip of the wine, letting it wash away the old wounds. Hubert raises a brow.

"I suspect they must've been blind." You blink at him, waiting for him to continue. "For if you looked as radiant then as you do now, I can't see why they wouldn't be tripping over themselves for your hand." Hubert's words surprise you, to the point that a sound similar to a squeak almost leaves your throat that you manage to stop just in time. "My, my, I've seen you kill men in cold blood. To think a simple compliment can fluster you." Yes your heart is beating faster, yes his intense gaze accompanied by a small smirk is starting to make your face feel warm but if you can hide it behind your glass perhaps you can play it off as it being the alcohol.

"I'm not sure what you're talking about." You murmur, taking another drink from your glass, in hopes of him dropping the subject. He does not. Instead he continues without relent.

"I know you're blushing."

"I am not." Your plan comes to a halt when your glass empties, and your left with attempting to look away from him and his glee at teasing you.

"And now you're pouting."

"Ugh you are a menace." You pause, glancing back to see his smirk has yet to disappear. "I need more wine." You groan.

"Perhaps a dance will suffice?" You nearly fall out of your chair at the suggestion.

"You've seen my dancing."

"Oh yes, it's impressive how the elegance you manage on the battlefield seems to leave your body the moment you step on a ballroom floor." The worst part is you don't even have a retort, especially when he's seen you nearly trip several heads of noble houses over face first onto the floor with your dancing skills. Simply having to lean back and pout at his bluntness.

"Then why?"

"To laugh as you embarrass yourself of course." You've known him long enough to identify that sudden dryness with him, is his way of joking.

"You won't be laughing as I step on your toes."

"Truthfully, I find it hard to relax around others but you are an exception. Lady Edelgard asked me to relax and if I must sacrifice my toes to do as she asks, then so be it." That makes you snort, resisting the urge to call into question if Edelgard is really why he sought you out.

"Ever the loyalist aren't you?" Is what you settle for with a grin, but he holds out an expectant hand waiting for you to accept. You eventually do with a sigh. "Fine. But only because Dorothea would hound me if I left before dancing with anyone."

#hubert #hubert von vestra #hubert x reader #fire emblem #fire emblem x reader #fire emblem three houses #fe3h #fe3h x reader #fe #fe x reader #cherry's fruit infused prompt list #my writing tag

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supremenerd42 · 1 month

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I'm redoing character bios! Inspired by the Noise Update for the game, I've started with the gremlin who I love so much.

I got lazy with the relationship and flags sections and copy-pasted them because they're the exact same for each personality he has (he's the only one I can do this for).

Theodore Noise is a cat gremlin, from Mexico, who moved to Italy 20 years ago to ditch his family and become famous. He knows Italian, but is stubborn and refuses to speak it. He loves Peppino more than anything, he also loves Nick! It makes up for his tomato allergy which makes him hate pizza. The Noise is his show persona, and Theodore is his real life persona. You can tell which he is because of his mask. Him having red eyes is canon, he's cute even when he's in angry mode. The hair curl is also canon.

Noise is, as seen in the game, very self-centred and somewhat selfish sometimes, he loves himself most, but does have time for others if they are special to him. He thinks a lot about Peppino, even when they weren't together, their relationship returning was inevitable. He is, also, way more skilled with money and planning than one would expect, though if he gets help he won't admit it and will claim all of the credit. Probably because his name and face is on everything.

Theo is nervous and shy. Since he doesn't have to keep up the energy of his show persona, he's more real and less self-centred. All of his energy goes into caring about his boyfriends and eating sugar to keep his energy up for later. People don't realise that he is Noise, even though they are so similar (outfit colour, cat gremlin-ness), it's like Superman if Clark Kent was a pathetic cat and Superman was a chaotic and unstable actor.

There's also this lady who I'm including for reasons:

Athena is a female-presenting gremlin who always wears a dress! She appears in things made by Noise TV Studio and seems to be an actress working there, having boyfriends and always being saved. Outside of acting, she seems tired and exhausted with life, and she also usually gets kidnapped either because she's female or because she works for someone rich and famous. Peppino usually ends up saving her. She is rarely seen outside the TV Studio for some odd reason...

#pizza tower #digital art #catboy #gay #the noise #theodore noise #catboy noise #mexican #gremlin #femboy noise #pizza tower oc #oc art #italian #peppinoise #Nerd's Pizza Bios

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tokillamockingbird427 · 2 years

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Random Headcanons: Keegan

List of random headcanons for my specialist boy. (As in autistic, not me calling him special. /J)

He shoots with his right eye, so his left eye looks perpetually squinty.

Cannot smile like a normal person. Forever lopsided because he straight up doesn't know how to because he almost never smiles.

I think I just like Keegan being asymmetrical all over tbh. Lad is lopsided.

Ambidextrous in the sense that he can shoot a rifle from either shoulder. Don't mistake this for him being able to write with both hands. He does prefer shooting off his right though. (See above.)

Also has that Blahaj shark plush from Ikea. (Hates the sweeds tho.)

Sharks. He loves sharks. They're his favorite animal.

Has a massive onesie that's a shark. He wears it during shark week and will drag someone (Usually Ajax.) into watching it with him. Has about a million facts about them memorized. He will tell you them.

Along the same lines, he was a dinosaur kid. There was a section in his elementary school library chock full of just dinosaur books. He was so obsessed they let him ditch the "One non-fiction, one-fiction." book for checkout and let him just get all dino books.

Again, similar lines: Big book nerd. Always has one on him, likes to read before and after missions because it calms him down.

Loves rock. Not the object but the genre. (Alt and classic.) Parents probably played Nirvana and ACDC driving him to and from school as a kid.

Enjoys country for the same reason, but the kind of country that has women plotting their husbands murders. (Which his mom listened to.)

Lady Gaga fan.

Pale as fuck which is funny because he lived in florida. Despises Hesh and Logan immunity to the sun because everytime he goes out he'll have one patch of skin he didn't cover with sunscreen and he burns too easily.

His fave outfit combo is a tight shirt and loose sweatpants. It's comfy. (And makes his butt+thighs look nice.)

Has a Deathhawk. (This is a newer one.) Braids it down to fit under his balaclava. It's technically out of regulation for being too long but Elias is entirely too much of a softie to force him to cut it. So long as it's kept back during missions he won't get after Keegan for it. Uses colored wax when he styles it up because he can't dye his hair. (Again, out of regulation.)

Very soft palms. He wears gloves on missions so there's never much a chance for them to get rough, even though they do have a handful (hah) of scars on the backs of his hands.

Also, impeccable nails. Likes to paint them. His hands just look really nice.

Cuddle monster. You get too close to him and he likes you? Boom. Pythoned. He will look so sad if he has to let go and the victim of his cuddles will feel bad.

#1 Love language is physical affection, which is very funny because he fucking despises PDA. If he likes someone he'll bare it, but he will be blushing the whole time.

Blushes everywhere. His whole face, the tips of his ears, the back of his neck, even his shoulders. It's also hella obvious because of the previously mentioned paleness.

Has bad survivors guilt from Sand Viper. Gets compounded over the years because being a Ghost is pretty dangerous. (More of them would die or be injured.)

Looks up to Elias and Rorke as mentor/father figures.

Lots of sisters. Only had one baby sister but three who were all older than him.

Really wanted a brother though so he enlists himself as Hesh's big brother after the pyramid/the beach. (Mostly by accident.) Now incredibly protective of him.

Little weasel monster after Sand Viper because he's unpacking all that trauma, but he decompresses over the years and mellows out. Still has his bat-shit insane moments though. (*cough* Truck at the stadium. *cough*)

Hates his call sign and does everything to get people not to use it. Most don't but Adonis does because the little shit finds it hilarious to dick with poor "Scout." (Ajax also uses it but Keegan gives him a freepass to do pretty much anything he wants lmao.)

Thick in thigh, thick in the waist Thick in the right motherfuckin' places

#call of duty #call of duty ghosts #keegan p russ #i am referencing doja cat btw #but also yes kinda curvy #got angsty at the end there sorry lol

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yzkhr · 3 years

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A Christmas oneshot featuring Shinichi and Sonoko with a little bit of Shinran as well

May everyone enjoy the rest of the year and Happy Holidays!

"So," the twenty two year-old Suzuki Sonoko asked for the nth time as she peeks out of the dressing room, yawning as she languidly modeled a pink ribboned dress, "remind me again why I'm here at the mall shopping for fancy outfits instead of sleeping in my day off? And with you of all people."

The man in question, former highschool detective now a respected police officer Kudo Shinichi, shooked his head and looked at the dress with dissaprovement before answering.

"Because, it's almost Christmas and I need to give Ran something." he then picked out another pink dress from the rack, this time it's off shoulder and too lacy for Sonokos' taste. "How about this one?"

"Why do I need to be here then? It's not like I know Ran more than you do. You guys literally moved in together as soon as you turned eighteen." It was now her turn to disagree as she glared rather offensively at the outfit. Shinichi being the receiver of such look all throughout his life, got the message and brings it back to where it was five seconds ago.

"I've been giving Ran all the stuff she wanted since we were little kids. I'm running out of ideas you know." he admitted with his face slightly flushed at the mention of their immediate live in, as if remembering everyones' knowing looks back when they first announced it.

She grinned, catching on to what the detective is trying to get to (Or at least what she interprets he's trying to get through) "So, what you're saying is, that you need my amazing skills and judgement as someone who not only has the best fashion sense in Beika but also as Rans' one and only bestfriend?"

The woman compliments herself and walked across to choose from two blouses on the nearest shelf that caught her eyes as she acts unbothered while Shinichis' face turned sour.

"I knew I should've just called Haibara for help." he mumbled under his breath, eyebrows twitching at sight of his overconfident childhood friend. His complaint didn't go unheard however, as the Suzuki Heiress' head turned at the sound, eyes sharp and accusing.

"What did you say?" voice low and threatening, she asked. Shinichi could have answered honestly and annoy her enough for her to leave right then and there but he remembered, that if Sonoko were to leave through the shops' doors, so would his chances of suprising and making Ran happy with his present.

So, with the thought of satisfying his girl, he gulped down both his saliva and repressed pride as he puts on a facsimile of a smile.

"I said, 'yes, you're absolutely right Suzuki-san.'" Sonoko seemed to buy his false agreement as her face broke into a smile of triumph, treading through one of the clothing racks while laughing as if she won the loterry.

Shinichi on the other hand reaches out to his phone, contemplating whether he should just call Haibara over. But then he decided against it, coming to the conclusion that he rather handle a proud woman he had known all his life, than another proud woman who he had only been aware of for about a quarter of it.

Wary and defeated, he sighed as he followed. "Let's just get this over with."

After debating and choosing among hundreds of clothes and outfits for literal hours, it's hard for Sonoko to pretend and act oblivious when all the eyes and peeking they keep receiving from different women started becoming full on stares. What's even more uncomfortable would be the fact that she's not even supposed to be the one bothered but the man beside her!

Well, she can't blame them. It is rare for a man to be in store specifically made for women. She remembered how she once brought Makoto in a boutique and all she got were cute skirts and an embarrassed karate boyfriend on the way home.

The ladies were too expressive however, that even she can't help but feel restless. Most girls gaze at the detective with eyes clearly full of admiration, some with an uneasy amount of lust Sonoko just had to look away from, others even fuss and giggle around in groups, their topic so painfully obvious with the way they steal glances every now and then.

It makes her want to raise an eyebrow all day long, wondering what these females and specially her bestfriend saw in this man that she just couldn't figure out. To Suzuki Sonoko, Kudo Shinichi was, is, and always will be a mystery nerd with—she'll have to admit— good looks, intelligent mind, high morale, but unfortunately, possesses an insensitive and sarcastic personality she can't take ( even though ironically, his personality is too similar to her own).

But, then again, as she watches him put intense effort into judging and observing every attire in his view with undivided attention as if uncovering a crime scene when in fact, it's only about finding a Christmas gift all the while remaining innocent from the various gaping all around him, Sonoko almost thought Ran is also lucky to have him as a boyfriend.

Almost.

Wanting to distract herself, she attempts to converse. " What are you trying to find exactly? We've been here for hours and we still can't find something good enough for your taste."

He flinched, startled at the sudden voice. Once recovered, puts his hand on his jaw and looks up to the ceiling, similar to when he tries to piece together objects and clues that doesn't have any connections at the surface.

"Hmm, I want a present that, you know, when she opens it, she'll be really impressed. But I also want it simple since Ran's not a fan of grand plannings. She's always so extra and thoughtful when it comes to giving but hates receiving anything like them. So, I want a gift she'll absolutely love but won't complain about how expensive or time consuming it is."

The way a certain detective says his words while wearing an expression Sonoko only ever had the chance of seeing when their childhood friend is involved makes her want to tease but she keeps quiet instead, letting him keep his pride.

The brown haired woman laughed and silently agreed at his sentiment. Ran had always been so creative when it comes to preparing other peoples' present but feels guilty when they do the same. It was honestly endearing.

"Then, why a dress? Why not a book? Ran loves books, doesn't she?" she wondered. Shinichi shooks his head at the suggestion. "She's been too busy lately. I'm pretty sure she won't even have a chance of opening it."

"Then plan her a vacation!" he deadpanned and reminded her. "She doesn't like grand thing, remember?"

"A romantic date?"

"Did that on our first year together."

"Watch a movie?"

"Too simple."

" Expensive dinner?"

"Done with that on our third year."

"Aaah!" Sonoko whined in frustration. "I don't know, kiss or make out with her on Christmas or something!" she finally blurted out, having no ideas left whatsoever.

A few seconds of silence between the two passed and realization kicks in. Worried at how suddenly unresponsive Shinichi is, Sonoko glances to apologize if she angered him at her careless outburst.

"I'm sorry! It was a joke--Shinichi-kun?" her words died out, distress turning into confusion. Rather than a glare or an indifferent countenance, she was met by a very flustered Shinichi, with all the blood in his body seemingly gathering at his face while his eyes looks at anywhere but hers. With that, Sonoko slowly made a deduction.

"Y-you already did it?" ever so quietly she asks in disbelief. When his face got even redder than before, she got her unspoken confirmation.

With that, Sonoko laughed.

Her uncontrollable cackling attracted everyone's attention, including the dazed detective who stood up almost instantaneously, aware of his unconscious slip-up.

"B-Barou! W-We never did such a thing! Your sudden vulgarity just surprised me!" his cover ups were left unheard, as the Suzuki's Heiress guffaws were too loud.

Suddenly, Sonoko got an idea.

She stopped laughing, but the smile on her face foreshadowed a terrible feeling to Shinichi, who wanted nothing more but to go home, away from embarrassment. She runs off before he can even stop her from further humiliation she'll surely cause.

He inhaled and exhaled, trying to calm himself down and lose the apparent redness of his visage. His little breathing exercise proved to be useless however, with Sonoko coming back holding something that made his face as reddest it had ever been, even comparable to the blood he sees on the crime scenes.

On Sonokos' hands lay the thinnest piece of clothing he had ever seen, with it's laces and uncomfortably soft looking silk barely even covering anything but the important parts. It didn't help how seductive the color was, crimson, just like his face right now as he stared at it. Out of all the things the woman could have brought him, it had to be this. It just had to be a fucking lingerie.

"Wha--" he started but was cut off with her mouth that Shinichi begged she should've just shut.

"I found the perfect gift! And it's even red!" she held it up even more, showing a clearer picture that Shinichi didn't know if he regrets seeing.

"You--"

"It's simple but I assure you that Ran would love it!"

"So--"

"What's even better, is that not only will she love it, you'll love it too--"

He thankfully, thankfully, cuts her off, not only being heard by the everyone in the store, but probably the entire shopping mall of Beika.

"SONOKO!"

He really should've just called Haibara. Or better yet, cooked a fancy dinner for Ran as a Christmas gift instead.

#DCMK #I don't know why i did this but I personally like it 😂#An unappropriate Christmas gift to you all #Suzuki Sonoko #Kudo Shinichi #More interations for two please

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