#no wonder he was my fav as a little kid
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I love Raph and haven’t said that enough so to be more specific I love that Raph is a soft boy who loves bear plushies, a gross boy who eats an assortment of things that are definitely better left alone, a smart boy who is more than capable of taking down villains through planning and fortitude alike, a strong boy who is dedicated to training his muscles and fighting prowess, a teenage boy who loves his brothers but is more than happy to tease and roughhouse with them, an angry boy who sometimes lets his anger take a hold of him to cover the fear, a gentle boy who is generous with hugs and affirmations to those he loves, a capable boy who takes on more than should ever be expected of a teenager, a good boy who just wants to be a hero and slowly comes to realize the cost of that duty, a good boy who has no reservations about putting himself in the way of harm coming to his family, a good boy who’s a great brother and son and person and deserves only the best the world has to offer.
#rottmnt#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#rottmnt raph#rise raph#he’s so wonderful frfr#my poor boy is traumatized but still so proud of what they accomplished because they’re HEROES#what started as something fun - Saturday morning cartoon-like heroes vs villains esque - soon becomes his calling#and he loses himself a little along the way#because the world is TERRIFYING now#if they don’t do something about the bad things in the world then worse things will come#and Raph CARES too much to let it happen#even at the expense of his own happiness and youth#and he luckily reigns back that fear - knowing his family is there to keep an eye out with him#and he finally lets himself be a kid again#he’s very well rounded and his flaws are so good because (like the others) they are ALSO his strengths#I like how it’s softly implied that bears are his fav animal too bc that’s cute af#headcanon that he likes them so much because a stuffed bear was the first toy splinter managed to get Raph#but yeah one of my favorite things about tmnt is that the characters are well rounded and rottmnt exemplifies that immensely#with raph being no exception!!#amazing big brother and character#there’s a REASON in my tmnt main character tierlist he’s S tier!!!!#hot take but in terms of who should be leader I think it should be less who’s the better leader-#-and more who’s the better leader FOR THIS SPECIFIC MISSION#bc all four can be great leaders fight me on that#APRIL can as well 100%#doesn’t need a designated leader for them to succeed#they just need ~communication~#one of my favorite things tying Raph and Leo together is that they both *hide*#I’ve talked about Leo’s many masks a lot but Raph has one too#and it’s the mask of a hero - the mask of the protector
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they got the roles reversed. patrick is the vampire. he can seriously look like himself from any era just by a switch of hat. the other boys can't transform nearly as easily as him
#give me that sexy vampire#you wonderful man#my sideburns will never be as nice as his were in the 00s and im so fucking jealous#lend me your powers. i need to feel like a manboy and watch spiderman in my spiderman boxers and mellow matts shirt#pete is the second closest to vampire but it would take a little more effort than just wearing a hat#hard to say for joe and andy because they've never really tried to imitate their younger selves#joe does look slightly older so it would probably be a little more difficult but he could probably kind of pull it off#i think it would be hardest overall for andy because he's changed the most physically#it would also be fucking hilarious if they dressed like they did when they were kids i wanna see 40 year olds wearing clothes a disgruntled#19 year old did#would be my fav thing to happen in recent years with them#i would say they had special fashion taste. but. i dress exactly like they did 20 years ago so i cant fucking talk
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HIIII, i just want you to know every content of yours has always been my fav ,i always anticipate every single writing of yours .
I would like to request reader who is in a relationship with s coups , they have been dating for a very long time. in this scenario, he admires the reader being friends with all of Svt, and how she also loves them and treats them like her little brothers, the rest of Svt enthusiastically greeting her. scoups observes from a distance admiring you with the people he cherishes . he can't help but wonder how he became so lucky to have all these people in his life.
content: bf!seungcheol, established relationship, fluff, afab reader, etc.
wc: 749
a/n: thank u so much im so glad u enjoy my content :D!! hope u like what i came up with c:
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seungcheol knew he was lucky.
after putting his career on the line at a very young age by joining an unknown company and seeing himself forced to endure all types of trials to succeed, he was now showered with accolades on a daily basis.
he had his twelve brothers, a successful career, a healthy family, a daughter (in the form of kkuma), a loving fanbase, riches and wealth. he had everything a man could possibly want. and just when he thought he possessed every luxury known to man, you came along.
you were the most beautiful creature he had ever beheld. he had met you only by a chance, in a fleeting encounter when he caught sight of you during one of his schedules. he had been bewitched from that moment by not only your beauty, but also the demeanor of your person. seungcheol didnt know you then, but he knew he needed to.
one thing led to another and he somehow made you his. this, however, did not come without much effort. seungcheol fought tooth and nail against any and every obstacle that separated him from you, with the end result being your current relationship, which had been going strong for a few years now.
everything was at ease now. now seungcheol truly had everything he could ever want. not only did he have all the aforementioned luxuries, but he also had you to share them with.
you were practically another member of his family by now. his mother had easily adopted you as a daughter, and his family had welcomed you with open arms, practically treating you as his wife – something which always made seungcheol's heart soar and cheeks warm up.
not to mention kkuma, who claimed you as her mom from the moment a smitten seungcheol introduced you to her. nothing made seungcheol's heart fill up more than playing family with the two of you, merely practicing for what would come next in your relationship. providing for the both of you in ways he always hoped to do for the wife and kids he always envisioned was something that filled him with indescribable pride.
and lastly, his brothers, who had now become your own.
seungcheol never tired of seeing you with his friends, always having to fight the embarrassing grin that always invaded his face when he brought you around to play with them.
you had a special friendship with each member; each of which seungcheol was always attentive to (from a distance, as he liked to enjoy the view).
with jeonghan, you had developed a sibling rivalry, always fighting over ownership to seungcheol's heart (and wallet). the two of you would banter often, claiming that there was only space in seungcheol's heart for one of you.
"i was here first!", jeonghan would smirk
"but im the one he takes to bed," you'd counter.
"are you sure about that?", jeonghan would tease.
and the argument would go on and on as seungcheol rolled his eyes and feigned annoyance at your friendly rivalry.
sometimes you'd be occupied by chan, who would try and entice you into dealing with seungcheol's moods in order for the members to slack off and go play rather than practice.
"c'mon! he likes you, just distract him so we can go get some tteokbokki! we'll bring you some," would promise chan, thinking his friend was none the wiser.
"bring me some soju and we have a deal", you'd always join in on the scheme, knowing your boyfriend could use a break after all.
at other times you'd join him and his friends at the gym, always up for a challenge against the gym rats in the group.
"bet i can deadlift more than you," would challenge mingyu.
"well, no shit, you're like seven feet tall!", you'd counter.
"bet i can deadlift your whole weight", joshua would join in.
"no one's deadlifting my girlfriend!", now seungcheol would intervene.
seungcheol had countless instances in which he would watch from afar and enjoy the view. the fruits of his labor accompanied by all the people who made it there with him, with you being a huge contributor.
in moments like these, there was no way for seungcheol to hide the happiness he felt at having his favorite people be each other's favorites in return. seungcheol wasn't sure what he'd done in his past life to end up here, but he'd do it a thousand times over if it meant this was the outcome every single time.
#seventeen fanfic#seventeen x reader#svt fanfic#svt x reader#seventeen#svt#seventeen imagine#seventeen oneshot#svt oneshot#svt imagines#svt reactions#seventeen reactions#svt fluff#seventeen fluff
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welp this post popped off overnight ty ty anyways let's talk about eddie's fav moment in fatherhood
Sometime between Steve and Eddie's move to Boston and Moe being born, Eddie's agent (he's a writer) relocates to New York City. For the most part, they're able to get shit done over the phone, but a few weeks before Moe's first birthday, a whole docket comes up that needs to be handled in person so Eddie has to go to New York, leaving Steve and Moe behind.
And he is miserable.
It's a short trip, only a few days, and the second he's no longer obligated to be there, Eddie's on his way home, wondering when he turned into the guy that just wants to be at home with his partner and kid while he flies up the I-90 (because he still kind of drives like a moron when Moe's not in the car - some things never change).
Eddie makes it home, and he's taking the stairs two at a time when he hears Steve say, "Who's that?" in that voice he only uses for Moe, and then he reaches the landing and rounds the corner, and there's Moe.
The second those beautiful brown eyes land on him, she's giving him a big beaming smile (what Eddie likes to call a “full ham”), kicking her little legs out and making those to-die-for baby noises.
Eddie isn't even aware of dropping his bag on the ground, just that he's scooping Moe into his arms.
"Hello, my sweet girl," he says, pressing a kiss to her chubby cheek.
That moment, the look on his daughter's face when she saw him for the first time in days lives in Eddie's brain as his #1 favorite moment raising Moe, because that undeniable expression of baby love is proof that he's doing something right.
Eventually, Moe squirms to be put down, and Eddie turns his attention to his partner.
"Hey," Steve says with a fond smile.
"Oh, right, you're here too," he manages to joke before Steve is tackling him onto the couch.
"You're not leaving again anytime soon, 'kay?" he says once he's got Eddie pinned down, "Thanks."
"Not planning on it, Stevie," Eddie replies, "Definitely not planning on it."
#steddie#liv’s steddie dads verse#steddie dads#steve harrington#eddie munson#subtle dilf steve bc i couldn't help myself
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Ma’am your writhing is immaculate!!! If possible can we have a rafayel falling backwards?
falling backwards
rafayel; 1,670 words; fluff, fem!reader, no "y/n", slight!suggestiveness, fade to black, the slightest spoilers for raf's bday card, existential cuteness?
summary: the sky forgets, but the sea remembers
a/n: this is rly short and sweet, with a sprINKLE of spice in there for the bday boi!! happy belated my fav mermaid oi
lost and found.
He has waited for you for a thousand years.
And like, this he thinks he could wait for you a thousand more.
“Do you remember?” he asks, his thumb running along the thick rim of his coffee mug, the morning sun pouring thick and lemon-sweet through the endless windows of his vast studio.
“A little,” you say, your eyes fixed on your own coffee, steam still rising in faint, ghostly tendrils above the milky surface.
“Only a little?” Rafayel sighs, leaning back in his chair, his white shirt buttoned carelessly to the middle of his chest, revealing a strip of smooth, unmarred skin beneath. You lick your lips and take a sip of your steaming coffee, cheeks warming as you try to look anywhere else.
“I was just a kid…” you say, a little rueful of his disappointment, but Rafayel only laughs, leaning forward to dip a finger into the chantilly cream dollopped on top of the bowl of fruit sitting in the middle of the table. He reaches out and swipes a bit onto the tip of your nose, making you jerk back, going slightly cross-eyed as you frown.
“Hey!”
“There she is —” he nods, apparently satisfied as he sucks the remaining cream from the tip of his finger, eyes flickering up to meet yours, “There’s that laugh I love so much…”
You somehow find it in yourself to blush and look away, the abashedness of all your previous and younger years welling up inside you, only to crest up your neck and into your cheeks like the morning tide, staining your skin in the color of sunrise. Rafayel watches you with a pleased glint in his eyes, his tongue flickering out to wet his lips.
“You promised you’d come back for me,” he says, pushing his mouth up into a childish pout. You fight the urge to roll your eyes.
“That I don’t remember,” you say, petulant, as you wipe the bit of cream from your nose, scrunching your face to make sure there’s no more. But it’s a lie — though not entirely. You do remember, but only in the way the most important memories always fade with time, tucking themselves into the forgotten corners of your mind until they’re needed. And then up they come, floating to the top of your mind’s eye in flickers and goldfish flashes, like brightly colored fins caught in the morning light, just beneath the water’s shimmering surface.
“Liar,” Rafayel says, and you don’t refute him. He takes a long sip of his coffee and casts his eyes towards the distant horizon beyond his huge, studio windows. The air smells of burgeoning spring, of melting snow and drying paint. Of empty canvases and seafoam and the dewdrops lingering on the leaves of freshly budding flowers.
You press your palms to the warmth of the thick ceramic mug cupped between your hands.
“But… you found me again, didn’t you?”
a whole new world.
The entire world is 70% water. So you know this. So Rafayel tells you.
“The other 30% though, I had no way of seeing, of knowing —” his eyes are faraway as you sit, shoulders pressed against each other, a thick blanket wrapped around you both as the morning chill threatens to seep right into the marrow of your bones.
“I wanted to see the world — the whole world — not just the parts that were sunken under water.”
He says the words sunken like a curse, but you lower your eyes to your hands, clasped in your lap, and you wonder if things enveloped by the soft embrace of water might have it better than the bits of the world doomed to be above it.
“Y’know… I wanted to be a pilot when I was a kid,” you say, leaning back and casting your eyes far up towards the endless sky, the horizons brightening in silken steams of pinks and yellows. Still, the sky directly above you with color of a healing bruise, and a thick, unrelenting darkness simmers along the opposite skyline like a crouched cat, waiting for the sun to turn her head before leaping back up again.
“You did? I thought… well, honestly, I thought all Hunters would’ve wanted to become Hunters from when they were kids.”
You shrug, laughing, “You’re not wrong, but… I thought — how cool must it be to fly the planes that Hunters rode in for their bigger missions? How cool would it be to pilot something into Deepspace? I mean… there’s so much out there that we don’t know…”
Rafayel turns toward you. You flash him a soft, indulgent smile.
“So… in that sense, we’re not so different — we both wanted to see part of the world that we hadn’t before. Parts of the world that we didn’t have access to but… I was thinking about it and… isn’t that a kind of running away too?”
Rafayel stills, his breath going shallow as he turns back to watch the far horizon, where the dawn is rising like a great phoenix, feathers burning, her throat full of bright orange light, and suddenly, all the stories and legends make sense.
“The sea remembers everything the sky forgets…” Rafayel says, never taking his eyes off the rising sun, “That’s what my teacher used to tell me. Artists — we try to remember the things that the world tries to forget too — we paint moments and feelings, try to capture a second in time, even though we’re doomed to fail, over and over again.”
You turn to glance at him, and you catch him staring. Your eyes meet and it’s not so unlike the colliding of lost stars. He reaches out to trace a finger along the edge of your cheek and you feel your breath burning like sunrise in your chest, and suddenly, there’s an entire world caught in your belly, a rising dawn feathering its way out of your throat —
Kiss me, you want to say. Instead, you say, “Happy birthday.”
Thanks, it looks like he might say.
He leans in to kiss you instead.
calculations.
Later, when the sun has risen and set once more, when the tides have come and gone again, when the moon hangs high and envious in the late winter sky and he has his lips pressed to yours, the taste of your pleas slick and sweet on his tongue, he wonders if a lifetime under water has just been preparation for this.
He traces the seashell shapes of his fingers along the white sand beaches of your skin, dropping kisses into the moonlit pools caught in the dip of your collarbones.
“R-Raf —”
He savors in the way your breath catches and cuts, the way he can sever them with silver scissors as he laves his tongue across the midnight bruises blooming along your shoulder, your chest, your hips, the soft, plush insides of your thighs.
“Don’t you think you owe me at least this much?” he asks, his own voice a soft rasp as he pulls back, panting, “After leaving me alone all those years ago… making me wait for so long?”
You keen, head pressing back into the soft feather-down pillows of the mountain-top chalet, lips kissed pink, your cheeks flushed dark with color.
“I — please — more —”
“Mm…” Rafayel grins as he cocks his head, drinking in the sight of you spread out beneath him, “Since you asked so nicely…”
He figures that the human body is also made 70% water. Of salt and gravity. Of the mind forgetting while the body remembers.
Of oxygen and the stuff of lost and wandering stars.
“Tell me one more time,” he says, bending down to graze his lips along your earlobe. He savors in the way your body shakes with shivers, the slick of sweat, the soft break in your voice as moan his name.
“Raf - a - yel — please. I want — I want you.”
hiraeth.
“Do you… ever miss home?”
You try to think about how it might feel to miss a home you can no longer go back to, to come from a place that everyone around you has written off as legend — about the doubt and uncertainty, but about the freedom too.
It’s the morning after, except this time, you’re tucked into the bend of his arm, your ankles locked beneath the twisted sheets, his hair a tangled mess, haloed around his face against the soft white of the pillows.
“Home… doesn’t always have to be a place, y’know.”
“Yeah… I know that.”
“Oh? You do?”
Rafayel smiles, a thing of tenderness and salt, even as he tucks you close. Like this, you wonder if he knows that there’s an entire ocean locked beneath the dark of his gaze.
“Sure I do. Ever since that day — on the beach, my home hasn’t really been Lemuria.”
You swallow passed the dryness collecting in your throat like so much soft, white sand.
“Then…”
Rafayel lets out a puff of laughter, turning his eyes towards the ceiling.
“C’mon, I thought you had to be smart to pass the Hunter exams.”
You crinkle your nose and inch in closer.
“Maybe… maybe I just want to hear you say it.”
You don’t miss the way his ears go red as he makes a show of sighing, glancing back towards you with a helpless smile.
“Fine, fine — ahem… here it goes,” he says, clearing his throat with perhaps too much pomp and circumstance.
“Ever since that day on the beach… my home hasn’t really been Lemuria…” his voice trails off as his eyes soften and he turns to face you properly, the teasing lilt seeping from his voice until the only thing left is warmth and honesty and you can’t help but hold your breath.
“Since then… my home’s always been… you.”
#love and deepspace#love and deepspace x reader#rafayel x reader#rafayel#rafayel love and deepspace#love and deepspace rafayel#qi yu#x reader#love and deepspace fanfic#love and deepspace fluff#love and deepspace x you#lnds x reader#lad rafayel#lad rafayel x reader#lnds#lnds rafayel#lad rafayel x you#rafayel x you#floofy floof floof#scheduled post#happy bday rafayel!!!
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Hiii I hope you are having a great day!! I was wondering if you could make another percy jackson x daughter of Hecate reader? If you don’t/ can’t do it that’s fine I just though i would ask.
ask and thou shall receive ༉‧₊˚.
percy jackson dating hcs ! *ੈ✩‧₊˚
pairing: percy jackson x latina!daughter of hecate!reader
warning(s): swearin
a/n: dw i got ur 2nd request that u wanted reader to be latina :)) i just added in some little things that tie in ♡♡ srry if these are short btw </3
in the dead of night, your eyes so greennnnnnnn
you and percy tend to stay up later than most of camp
your always up and out after curfew
u js function better at night
me asf
the day is reserved for lake dates nd the night is reserved for sky watching dates ♡♡
ur literally attached by the hip if you couldnt tell
as they say in waitress, i love you means your never ever getting rid of me ♡
u usually watch from the roof of cabin 3, just cuddled up nd sharing a blanket
but once percy suggested you watch from the docks
and you were like oh!
not actually but you looked really hesitant
he was like whats wrong??
so you told him about la llorona 😊😍👯♀️💕😁😘🥰🤩🤗😚😋😆
it was so preppy
but now youre both scared to go to the lake at night
even tho yk shes not real
and youve literally been through tartarus
and back
and you face unimaginable horrors every dam day
and percy's literally the son of the sea god
mexican folklore is scary ok yall
idc if it didnt scare you as a kid / you like horror
I DONT
IM TRAUMATIZED
MY GRANDMA PUT ON LA LEYENDA DE LA LLORONA WHEN I WAS FIVE AND I HAVENT KNOWN A DAY OF PEACE SINCE
srry 4 trauma dumping yall
kinda silly how some story about a lady who drowned her kids is enough to make 2 of camp half blood's strongest soliders shake in their boots
so u stick to rooftops ♡
u nd hazel are bestiessss
shes a honorary member of cabin 20 ofc
you exchange tips nd tricks, hazel telling you about the things she saw hecate do and the things she said to her
nd u tell her abt the things youve picked up over the years :))
percy cant help but smile whenever he sees you two together
he sees hazel as a sister
( yall remember in son when he was ready to fight somebody for her or somethin like that idk i dont remember but i do know he was ready to f i g h t )
nd ur his fav girl ever ♡
idk his heart just feels warmed
same way he feels when he sees you playing with estelle
you show her a bit of ur powers nd she flips outtttt
she asks sally to be a witch for halloween bcs "i want to be just like (y/n)!!!"
idk abt yall but if i went home and my family found out i was involved with ~brujeria~ i would not b accepted at home (please read as if ur white nd cant say shit in spanish)
thats just the mad religious side talking dw yall
but sally nd paul would literally let you in with open arms
the jackson's apartment is your second home
percy has a drawer reserved for your clothes in his room ♡♡
he loves it when you sleepover, at home or at camp
he absolutely adores kissing your hands
he doesnt care about the dangers you can produce from them, he'll kiss em allllll he wants
you could be cuddled up together, ur reading to him and he just grabs one of your hands and begins to leave a trail of kisses up your arm, shoulder, neck, cheek, and eventually leaving one on ur temple
it just gets u like 😵💫
he loves his badass gf, okay?
literally ur #1 fan
would beat up anybody who talks shit !!!
tea is ur holy ground ♡
u cant drink coffee
cause yk, adhd, youll just end up knocking tf out
though you do drink it when you cant fall asleep at night
its me, hi
and hot chocolate is strickly an only-in-december drink, bcs then it wont hit in december, cause you had it earlier in the year
(my mom does that with gorditas and tamales broooo its painful)
so ya drink tea!
i dont drink tea, so im not even gonna try to tell you what his fav is
he likes wtv u like
but you try a bunch of different teas nd stuff together :)
lowkey youd adopt a black cat together when ur older
youre never gonna beat your neighbor's witch allegations
(probably bcs their true but youll obviously never say that)
i feel like percy would be more over a dog person but lets be fr, he likes horses.
fkn horse girl smh
but that does not mean he wouldnt love and care for the cat
he'd so let you stop to pet any stray cat you see on the street
v patient with you lowkey
u cook together !!
u teach percy a bunch of different recipes nd stuff :)
has a 'kiss the cook' apron 100%
and what can ya say, you gotta kiss the cook
man you guys manage to stay silly throughout the horrors, we love
a/n pt.2: i had to do this TWICE bcs the first time i didnt i accidentally closed the tab and they didnt saveee, i feel like this is mostly me rambling but wtv, i did it tired, i did it unmotivated, i did it bored, i got it done! have a good day/night ♡
peace from manhattan,
percy jackson ♡
#percy jackson#pjo#percy jackson x reader#pjo x reader#heroes of olympus#heroes of olympus x reader#hoo x reader#child of hecate#by bells ♡⋆ ࣪.
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only mine.
group: stray kids !
pairing: idol!kim seungmin x f!reader
genre: fluff, a little angst
warnings + additional info: reader is referred to as y/n, crying, lots of fighting, possessiveness (seungmin), lots of jealousy (also seungmin), accusations/slut-shaming, seungmin is referred to as min, minnie, and seungie, unprofessional work ethics, seungmin is a real jerk, nonconsensual kissing, drinking, forced proximity (shared bed), drunk confessions, seungmin is TOXICCCC!
authors note: one of my least fav fics ngl, didnt have very great ideas for this one but i tried my best ! this is also not proofread. english is not my first language, so please excuse any grammatical or spelling errors. happy reading :)
wc: 4482
(pt. 2)
“i’m sorry y/n…”
you’re sitting on the couch, hands awkwardly placed in your lap. “it’s okay, i wasn’t expecting anything it’s just… i needed to get it off my chest.”
your relationship with jeongin is basically ruined at this point. things are going to be terribly awkward now, especially since you’re one of the makeup artists for stray kids.
the boys are all great friends with you too, so there’s not really a high chance of you getting put with another group.
jeongin stays silent, and you take it as a sign to leave. you quickly make your way out of the room to see seungmin on the couch, smirking at you. your eyes were already welling up with tears, you just wanted jeongin to say something.
instead, you’re met with seungmin, tears threatening to leave your eyes. “did you really think someone like jeongin would like you back?”
your heart plummets, you feel sick to your stomach. you don’t answer, walking toward the front door. “awhh, someone’s upset”
“not right now seungmin, i’m not in the mood.”
“you’re never in the mood. now get the fuck out.”
you quickly shut the door behind you, taking a deep breath and making your way home. it’s just a simple rejection, you know, but seungmins words still linger in your mind.
what were you thinking? jeongin would never like someone like you.
it was time to shoot their new music video, the whole atmosphere feeling incredibly awkward. jeongin did his best to avoid you, tending to another stylist instead.
you quickly finish up chans makeup, showing him what it looks like in the mirror. he practically beams at you, you know you’ve done well. “why aren’t you talking y/n?”
you swallow down the lump in your throat, you know you can trust chan. “oh nothing, just a little awkward now”
“why so?”
“jeongin didn’t tell you?”
chan looks incredibly confused, shaking his head with an eyebrow slightly raised. you give in, explaining the story vaguely to chan, making sure to leave out the interaction with seungmin.
“oh wow… and he said… nothing?”
you slowly nod, head hung low. chan can see the hurt swirling in your eyes, “it’s okay, at least that means he didn’t say anything bad”
you laugh a little at chans logic, thinking about what seungmin said. jeongin is too good for you. you know it. why did you even try?
you continue your conversation with chan, when all of a sudden, seungmin pops up behind you. “wow… first jeongin and now chan? jeez, talk about desperate…”
you try to contain yourself in front of the boys, swallowing down the harsh words that are so incredibly close to leaving your mouth.
you couldn’t get anything out, just simply mumbling a quick apology and darting out the door before the tears spilled. you don’t know why seungmin hates you so much.
as soon as the door shuts, you can hear chan yelling at seungmin. you don’t want to ruin their friendship, and you’re truly considering leaving for a bit.
you arrive home, quickly changing and flopping onto the bed. the heavy feeling in your heart doesn’t go away.
suddenly, you get a text. you check your phone, wondering who could be texting you.
minmin 🐶 : stay away from them, seriously. you’re making jeongin uncomfortable.
you don’t really know how to answer, so you just lay there with your phone in your hand. you don’t know how to gather your feelings about anything right now.
minmin 🐶: you can’t just go around fucking with every guy you find hot
another text breaks you out of your thoughts.
minmin 🐶: are you not even going to answer?
y/n: i’m not fucking around with anyone, seungmin.
minmin 🐶: then what is it for?
minmin 🐶: money?
minmin 🐶: attention?
y/n: no seungmin, it’s because i actually have feelings.
y/n: just leave me alone, please?
minmin 🐶: oh so now all of a sudden it’s a sensitive subject for you?
y/n: why do you keep bugging me about this seungmin? i’m trying to get over it
y/n: i’ll stay away from jeongin, just leave me alone.
you could see seungmin typing, and then it suddenly stops. you don’t get a message after that, and decide to just go to sleep.
you’re preparing for another filming session, touching up jeongin’s makeup. you make sure not to get too close, remembering what seungmin had said to you not too long ago.
seungmin seems to be giving you weird looks from across the room. you don’t think anything of it, and continue fixing up jeongin’s makeup. before you turn around to help changbin, you give jeongin a smile.
jeongin doesn’t return the smile however, instead walking over to seungmin to talk about the choreography. you don’t think anything of it, and just do your job. you’re not overstepping your boundaries, especially after jeongin established them.
or after… seungmin established them.
the room is dead silent aside from changbins vocal warmups. you quickly complete seungmins makeup, making sure not to say a word that could set his mood off.
you bring out the hair curler, slowly framing seungmins bangs around his face. you see seungmins eyes darting around, but you decide to focus on the task at hand.
once seungmin makes sure his arms are hidden from the camera, he tugs you by the shirt, pulling you in for a sloppy kiss.
before you can even manage to escape, he pushes you off of him. the curler falls onto you, burning a thick line onto your forearm. “what the fuck y/n?! why would you do that?!”, he exclaimed.
all heads are turned towards you now, “what do you mean?! you kissed me?!”, you replied incredulously.
the staff manages to get you as far away from him as possible. along with losing most of your friends, you also lose your reputation, as well as your job. it feels as if everything has suddenly shattered because of one stupid crush.
you knew that seungmin had hated you for a while, maybe you shouldn’t have pissed him off with jeongin.
the security camera footage didn’t show any signs of seungmin kissing you, so they took his word for it. you were no longer a part of stray kids’ team.
weeks passed. you didn’t want to bring up seungmin to the managers, it was pointless to ruin his career. it would be easier for you to find a new job, but for seungmin, the backlash would be incredibly overwhelming. you couldn’t do that to him.
you weren’t completely let go of though, only moved to work with itzy instead. if you’ll be honest, it’s a lot easier to work without having seungmin around. you’re more focused on your job now.
“is it really true that seungmin framed you?”, yuna asks abruptly.
you were taken aback by the sudden question, not knowing if you should answer or not. “umm…”
ryujin walks over to you, resting a hand on your shoulder. she leans over to whisper something into your ear. “we heard the boys arguing about it… i know you didn’t do it, y/n”
shit. your eyes stay on the floor, afraid to look up. “talk to him, please y/n”, yuna begs.
you jerk your head up towards her, “seungmin?”
“yeah? who else? dummy”
you consider it for a moment, maybe this was your chance to clear out the tension between you two. “i’ll think about it”
you weren’t lying. you thought about it all night. you know he wouldn’t want to, but maybe, just maybe, he’d give you one more chance.
you finish styling your hair and doing your makeup, flattening down the sides of your hot pink dress. you thought it’d fit the theme for the party tonight because of the comeback.
you’re not quite sure why you’re even invited, but a party is a party right? you quickly drive there, making a mental note not to drink at all. you need to be in proper condition to get home.
you finally walk into the room, all the girls rushing to you instantly. lily is squealing because of your outfit, while yeji is fixing the jewelry adorning your neck. you all have a blast. that is, until the boys noticed you.
you’re suddenly reminded of how you left the boys in the first place, a little discomfort visible on your face. suddenly, you’re dragged away from the girls by seungmin, unable to free yourself from his hold.
“ooa- y/nnie! you’re here?”, he slurs.
yeah. he was definitely drunk. since when did he start calling you y/nnie anyways? “you’re drunk, dumbass”
“well duh- you look prettyyy”
his words get more confusing by the second. why is he acting like this towards you? “thanks min”
he giggles at the nickname, a sound you don’t hear very often, until an arm grabs him behind. “oh gosh y/n, i’m so sorry, he’s been looking for you all night”, jeongin says with a nervous chuckle.
“all night…?”
“shhh don’t tell her”, seungmin pleaded with puppy eyes.
“tell me what?”, he’s piqued your interest now.
jeongin begins to speak, “noth-“
“that i’m in love with youuu”
your jaw drops, jeongin’s does too. you both share a look, then turning to look at seungmin, who’s already lunging towards you. he clings onto your arm, smiling and nuzzling into your shoulder.
“jeongin. how long did you know about this?!”
he looks at you, the expression on his face is one of guilt. “almost a year now…”
your eyes widen, and you stare at seungmin. his face is bright red, too wasted to comprehend what is happening right now. jeongin says a quick goodbye, leaving you to deal with seungmin.
“y/nnieeee can we go to your house? it’s too loud here”, he pouts. you consider it for a moment, but then you remember how he might react when he wakes up in the morning.
he grabs your arm, kissing over the burn that he gave you. you didn’t push him away though, but not because it felt good. of course it didn’t feel good. okay… maybe it felt good.
maybe seungmin would appreciate you taking him home rather than being stuck with seven drunk guys. you look down at him again, who’s hopelessly clinging onto your arm. “pleaseeee?”, he asks with puppy eyes.
how can someone look so cute doing that?
wait. what? what are you thinking? kim seungmin is far from cute. of course, you still gave in and agreed though. “fine, but you can’t trash my house okay?”
“mmph okay”, he slurs. you quickly drag him out of the place, saying your goodbyes and rushing him to your car before people can ask questions. he sits comfortably in your car, hands placed in his lap and soft hums leaving his lips.
his voice is laced with exhaustion, and even then it sounds so beautiful. you stay silent on the way home, not wanting to interrupt his singing.
“we’re here”, you say quietly.
seungmin quickly exits the car before you can even put your hand on the handle and opens the door for you.
what a gentleman.
you laugh at his silly antics, and a frown makes its way onto his face. “i’m sorry, i wanted to help you a little too.”, he spoke softly.
you look up at him while you exit the car, his lower lip quivering slightly. you don’t say anything, but you grab his hand and lead him inside to your room.
you grab a change of clothes for him and rush to the bathroom to get dressed for bed. when you’re finished, you walk out again to see seungmin sitting on the bed, crying.
“what’s wrong min?”
“w-who’s clothes are these? do you have a boyfriend? why do you have guys’ clothes?”
you couldn’t help but giggle at his jealousy, walking towards him to wipe away his tears. “they’re my ex’s, he left them behind.”
he looks at you, eyes still a deep red from crying. “n-no! i don’t want to wear these! i don’t want to remind you of your ex…”
the frown is back on your face, and you’re quick to comfort him. “they’re the only clothes i have, i don’t want you to be uncomfortable at night. please?”
he smiles at you again, “okay!”
he rushes to the bathroom to go change, you’re a little surprised at the lack of convincing it took for him to change as well. he comes out of the bathroom, a wide smile plastered on his freshly washed face after seeing you.
you grab an extra blanket from the room, “you can sleep in the bed”
the frown reappears once again, “what? where are you going? stay with me, please?”, he pouts.
you smiled at him again, setting the blanket down and laying in your bed. surely there was enough space for the both of you, right?
he lays down next to you, instantly spooning you. you knew there was no fighting it, and instead thought about how you’d explain all this to seungmin in the morning.
“don’t tell anyone about my secret please”
“i won’t, don’t worry seungmin.”
you wake up to warm breath fanning over your lips, seungmins soft hands holding yours. it takes a moment in your sleep ridden mind to process your proximity with seungmin, only a mere centimeter away from kissing him.
it takes everything in you to pull away as far as you can, but that doesn’t stop you from admiring him. there is no scowl evident on his face, nor is there a judgemental look. he looks like he’s at peace, you think he looks much better like this.
you quickly go back to sleep, wanting to avoid the awkward moment where seungmin realizes that he’s in your bed alone. you’d like to keep him some company.
only an hour later, seungmin wakes up, slowly taking in his surroundings. you’re still asleep, cheek squished into the pillow and lips puckered right in front of him.
he sits up abruptly, a blush covering his face and ears. what happened last night? “mmm seungmin?”
his head jerks towards your figure again. so, he’s not hallucinating. you’re actually there. “what am i doing here?”
“we were at the party last night and you got super drunk. you refused to leave me alone and insisted we go home because it was too loud in there.”
he thinks for a moment, before you cut off his thoughts again. “we didn’t do anything, don’t worry.”
a sigh of relief leaves his lips, “thank you for… uh- bringing me here.”, he says sheepishly. “mhm”, you mumble. you get out of bed, getting ready for the day and unboxing the spare toothbrush you have.
you finish freshening up, “the green toothbrush is yours, its new”
a small smile tugs at the corner of his lips, you don’t think you’ve ever seen sober seungmin smile at you. “thanks”.
he meets you in the kitchen not long after, and you drive him back to the dorms, meeting with jeongin before you leave.
“listen, i know that the whole thing yesterday happened but please don’t tell seungmin i know.”
“what? why not?”
“if anything, i want him to tell me… on his own terms”, you reply.
jeongin understands where you’re coming from, so he nods and decides to drop it. “thanks for bringing seungmin home”, he says with a smile.
“it’s no problem”, you smile back.
you quickly make your way down the hall and get in your car to leave. the past couple hours have finally began to process in your brain.
kim seungmin, the bane of your existence, has a cute little crush on you. how sweet.
“did you guys do anything?!”, lia asked excitedly.
“no, nothing happened. i just brought him home because he was upset about the noise”, you chuckle nervously.
“awh”, she pouts, “i was hoping for something when i saw you both leave together”
you shake your head, and continue doing her makeup.
all of a sudden, you get a call from
stray kids’ manager. “hello?”
“hey, is this y/n? we’re not quite sure why but the boys really need your help. we heard crashing but they wouldn’t let us in after the stylist rushed out. could you come over real quick?”
“i’ll be there in five”
you quickly finish up lia’s makeup and rush out the room, afraid that something bad has happened.
you knock on the door, careful not to startle any of the boys. “hello? it’s y/n”
before you can take a breath, the door swings open and you’re met with a disheveled minho. you peer behind him, locking eyes with seungmin. his hair was a mess, as well as the eyeshadow smeared across his face.
minho lets you in, locking the door behind you. you walk over to seungmin, who’s sitting in a chair in front of the mirror. the boys tend to themselves again, getting their own makeup done before leaving the room completely.
“kiss another one of your stylists?”, you joke.
you notice the upset look on his face and figure you should just shut up for now, quickly removing his eye makeup.
his eyes open again, watching as you open another pallette and grab a brush. his eyes immediately dart to the dark purple burn mark on your skin, guilt eating him away more and more.
why do you still care about him? why do you keep doing things for him when he ruined so much for you? seungmin never cries, he couldn’t let himself. not in front of you.
but the tears were inevitable, small droplets trickling down his face. you turn around, heart immediately plummeting to your stomach. “what’s wrong min?”
he quickly grabs a tissue, dabbing away the tears. “i’m sorry for um… the burn”.
you look down at your arm, the dark purple seared into your skin. “oh this? this is nothing, dont worry about it”
you approach him with the brush again, swiping away a stray tear before you dry his eyes and get back to work. you think about the time he kissed over the scar. even though he was drunk, you knew he felt guilty about it.
“im sorry i made you lose your job.”
wow. kim seungmin… apologizing? twice?
“oh it’s no big deal, i’m just with itzy now”
“no, it is a big deal. the boys all miss you now, they’re still angry with me. no stylist puts up with me anymore, you were the only one. i didn’t mean to make you lose your job, i just… didn’t want you crushing on my friends anymore”
you smile a little at him, his motive suddenly becoming clear. he kissed you because he was jealous. he didn’t want you crushing on his friends, he wanted you crushing on him.
“well, i can’t come back, that’s the managers decision, but if they let me… i will. i promise. it was a silly crush that wore off in a couple days anyways.”
you could see the faint smile tugging at the corners of his lips, but he hid it as well as he possibly could. you spoke a little more about upcoming plans, wanting to avoid the subject because it was clearly making seungmin feel guilty.
after finishing his hair and makeup, you admire the work youve done on him in only ten minutes. what you didn’t account for though, was the proximity between you two.
you’re only inches away from his face, eyes tracing every feature and outline. seungmins face flushed red, as does yours, but neither of you pull away. your faces inch closer to eachother, a nervous look on his.
“seungmin! are you two done yet?”, you hear chan yell from outside.
you quickly scramble to distance yourself, helping seungmin up from the chair, your faces still bright red. maybe you were too blinded by his attitude to admit your feelings.
you open the door to see chan, a smile on his face when he notices the blush on your cheeks. “what, did you two kiss or something?”, he teased.
“kiss her?!”, seungmin asked incredulously.
you just laughed. you didn’t need to be upset anymore. you knew it was all just an act.
“there’s really no need to punish seungmin. it happened a long time ago, and he’s already apologized to me personally.”
you’re discussing getting your job back with the managers of stray kids, finally joining back as stray kids’ stylist.
you go through the many formalities, a little upset that you have to leave itzy, but you’re glad you’re back. the girls understand of course, which you are incredibly grateful for.
“you’re back? like really?!”, jisung asks excitedly.
you nod your head, giving him a sweet smile. the boys begin to cheer, but your eyes are fixed on seungmin. his wide smile drops as soon as you look at him, and you pout.
he quickly turns towards the mirror, not wanting you to know what your pout does to him.
“whos… that”
“i’m not sure, but they seem to be very touchy”, yuna observes.
why is a random girl being so touchy with seungmin? and… why does it bother you?
the more you really comprehend your thoughts, the more you truly process to what extent you like seungmin. it’s difficult for you not to confess, to keep your feelings a secret.
you continue to stare at the girl, when ryujin finally snapped you out of it. “why do you keep staring hm? are you perhaps… jealous?”, she teased.
you look at her dead in the eye, unsure about how to respond. that’s when she realizes you’re serious. “wait… really?”
you nod lightly, finally coming to terms with your feelings now. your eyes avert their gazes, suddenly embarrassed. “well now we have to set you up!”
you jerk your head up to look at her again. “are you crazy? what if that girl is his girlfriend?”
“baby, i think you’re too focused on the girl to see the clear disgust on seungmins face right now.”, jisung chimes in.
you jump, a little startled, “jeez ji, how long have you been there?”
“long enough to hear that you have a little liking for my friend”
the girls sense the atmosphere of the conversation, quickly leaving you with jisung to talk. “sorry ji, i don’t mean to… intrude or anything.”
“oh not at all! i’m just curious about how you’re planning to confess.”
“i’m… not quite sure yet either”
jisung giggles at your nervousness, “word of advice, he likes his confessions straightforward”
you nod, smiling a little. “thanks ji”, you laugh awkwardly.
“no problem”, he replies with a smile.
you split off to find the girls again, only to be dragged away by jeongin not too long after. “when are you confessing?”, he asks abruptly.
you stare at him, shocked at how direct the question is. “soon… within this week most likely. why?”
“y/n, i shit you not, the boy is going absolutely mad in the dorms. his little crush on you has gotten like a thousand times worse since you brought him to your house that one night”
“oh jeez… okay i’ll- i’ll tell him soon, i promise”, you say with a smile.
“i’m not pressuring you of course, but god i don’t know how much longer i can stand hearing him yap about that shit”
you nod, laughing a little, “understandable”. you turn your head, almost immediately locking eyes with seungmin. it looks could kill, you’re almost certain you’d be dead right now.
your heart sinks to your stomach at the sight on him, and you quickly say goodbye to jeongin and walk off. maybe jeongin isn’t the best person to talk to about these things…
did they have to leave you with seungmin every time you’re styling them?
he averts your gaze, an angrier look on his face than usual. “seungie, what’s wrong?”
his heart flutters at the nickname, almost making him smile, but he focuses. “what’s wrong is that you keep flirting around with my friends.”
“who, jeongin?”
he nods, a little embarrassed after confronting you. “are you jealous i’m stealing your best friend from you?”
“no, i’m jealous because my best friend is stealing you from me”
seungmin quickly clamps a hand over his mouth, processing what he’s just said. “i- i didn’t-“
you stare into his eyes, urging him to go on. “fuck it”, he mutters under his breath. “y/n, i am fucking infatuated with you, you know? i…”
you grab his hand and smile at him, stroking over his knuckles gently. “i’m sorry ive been such a bitch to you recently, but you never seemed to really notice me before this. i thought that maybe if i was mean to you, it could help me hide my own feelings…”
he opens his eyes again to see you again, only centimeters away from his face this time. you inch closer towards his face, stopping right before your lips touched. “don’t push me away this time min… please.”
he closed the gap between you two in a soft kiss, smiling against him as he chased you even more. you pull away, “i like you too seungmin, a lot”
he chuckles, pulling you onto his lap, “i liked you first.”
your lips meet in a kiss again, and felix knocks on the door, opening it not to long after. “you guys okay in… oh- i’m- i’ll just-“, he stutters over his words as he rushes out the door, closing it again.
you and seungmin giggle again, and you quickly finish his makeup before bringing him outside. the boys all give you teasing looks, and you have to brush them off before you get too flustered.
on the other hand, every time it’s mentioned, seungmin has a big goofy smile on his face, one that you can’t stop yourself from admiring. he turns to you again, his eyes softening when he sees your eyes fixated on his smile.
the boys finish practice, and you meet with all of them later. there’s a frown on seungmins face, probably because he couldn’t focus at all and got all the moves wrong.
you walk over to him, wrapping your arms around his waist from behind him. “what are you doing?”
you giggle, “well, i can’t have my boyfriend being all grumpy in front of his friends can i?”
he turns around quicker than you can process, “boyfriend?”, he says with a hopeful smile. “obviously”, you chuckle.
he places quick pecks onto your lips and nose, completely forgetting that his friends are in the room with him, and if you’ll be honest, so did you.
you’re brought out of your thoughts when changbin finally speaks up.
“yoh! can you two get a room?”
<3
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Saiki k x Reader headcanons
This is on my anime’s I write for list and I haven’t written for it yet so I wanted to show what I can do! 😉
Enjoy!! I Love Saiki, Aren and Aiura 💗💜💛
Okay let’s face it
your regular.
average.
literally. (probably) like you are irl
doesn’t it feel good to have reader be accurate to how you are for once?
and that your fav would genuinely be into that and you know it?!
like you don’t have to pretend or imagine to be this cool, physically strong person your not for once?? Just me?
idk but it sure is refreshing
especially since it’s canon with saiki after he practically stalked that one dude
anyway onto the headcanons
I wanna start off by saying Saiki’s love languages are gift giving and quality time
the best part about gift giving is he could just leave it on your desk or night stand and watch your reaction from afar
they’re always very thoughtful since he can read your mind :) which is a plus!
and as for quality time he finds it quite peaceful to be around someone who’s not such a weirdo for once
and even if you are one, for some reason he can tolerate your strange behavior way better than he can your friends 😂
it’s always fun to play that one video game he has together
and it’s practically a requirement that every saiki k hcs have—you two will eat coffee jelly together
he would at least want you to try it and if you don’t like it’s that’s fine more for him
He’ll just get you whatever sweet, savory or spicy food you like so you can both enjoy something (and someone 💋) you love together!~
his mother absolutely adores you and is always pestering Saiki about when you’ll be back again
his dad thinks your a “good kid” (🗿) (like every dad says 😭)
Saiki loves to go on walks together
What he doesn’t like is when something chaotic happens to ruin it
but that’s besides the point—he loves to walk to school together!
nothing like getting up every day and seeing your lover. Going on a romantic walk too?*chefs kiss* 💋👩🍳
will try to indulge in your interests and hobbies to keep you happy
you may or may not be a introvert like him
if you aren’t he’ll go out and hang out with friends even if that’s outside of his comfort zone for you
but do remember to cut him some slack if he doesn’t want to or wants to go home early <3
and if your an introvert? Wonderful!
99.99% of dates are spent at either of your rooms (not just houses cuz parents are annoying)
or at that one shop that sells the coffee jelly he likes
only if you agree of course
if you prefer something even more private that’s just fine with him!
he only ever wants some peace anyway
and you simply never disturb that, to which he very much appreciates
if your a touchy-feely typa peep, please keep it to a minimum? Especially in public??
he’s already not really a physical touch person the way a perceive it
not that he hates it or anything
he just is more comfy without it when unnecessary
at least in public
he already will probably want to keep your relationship a secret/private for as long as possible
(he knows it’ll get out eventually by some misfortune event 🤦♀️)
but since they find out anyway here’s they’re reactions!
Honestly Nendo probably won’t realize your dating until you explicitly say so
either that or he’ll be the first one to know and just be like ‘oh, i thought everyone knew that’
Aren really doesn’t mind and thinks your relationship is sweet
Hairo supports wholeheartedly- maybe a little too much 😅💗
Chiyo is lowkey jealous you both got into a relationship before her but she’s happy
Torisuka is MAD jealous of Saiki but deep inside he’s still happy for you two
Kaido is also a tad jealous because he knows he would practically never find a girl his mom would accept but otherwise he pretty much supports 😭💕
Mera just uses your dates to get some free food (JOKING) she thinks you guys are cute
Saiko (Teruhashi’s brother) would be happy Saiki finally stopped desperately chasing his sister and learned his place (it’s the other way around bro 😑)
Uryoku (the magician dude) would be like ‘oh you dating someone master? Great! Now I need help for my upcoming show-“
Aiura immediately tests to see if you two are compatible and how long you’ll be together
turns out you are!! And you two stay together ♡
she thinks that’s adorable and will do anything for your relationship
will tear anyone who tries to split you apart a new one (they were just trying to say hi)
Aiura is the most supportive of your relationship
btw here we’re going with Saiki is her platonic soulmate instead (she prob already is)
Kusuke (Saiki’s brother) is very much so interested in the person his brother has fallen in love with
he will observe you and ask you lots of questions once he meets you
which I’m telling you Saiki tried so hard to make sure you never would.
what happened?
his mom happened.
”Kusuo! He’s your brother! He should get to meet your partner!”
now Teruhashi I had to save for last..
her reaction depends
if she still loves Saiki she tries to befriend you while turning on the charm with Saiki
her plan is to befriend you and basically make you go ‘oh! You like Saiki? Well I guess I’ll back off then since were friends”
and finally have Saiki go ‘oh wow’ and fall in love with her
otherwise if she doesn’t love him, moves on or whatever the case may be..
she probably doesn’t care much for your relationship unless your friends
i mean she’s kinda like that to anyone she isn’t friends with right?
In other news
Your friends def mess up your dates unintentionally
poor Saiki- since he’s usually the one to plan them
nothing too extravagant- usually just out for food..BUT STILL!
They always tag along and become 3rd, 4th and sometimes 5th wheels or more! 😀
on the bright side-
at some point in the relationship you get to call him Kusuo and it’s a big step for you two! 💖
”well, I guess we’ve been dating long enough right? You can just call me Kusuo..”
I wanna write for the disastrous life of Saiki k (mob psycho 100 and black butler as well) more in the future! So send in requests!
Truly hope you enjoyed loves~
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All of the Wayne kids’ favorite Leaguers: True and Real and Accurate
Dick: Wonder Woman! Bear with me. Please. I think Superman was his favorite BEFORE he met Clark. Once he learned how big of a dork he was, the magic was sort of lost, doubly so when Clark became his unofficial stepdad. Diana? She stayed cool. Not to mention that in his Robin days, she often humored whatever hare-brained impulses he’d get. Please picture Batman’s bewildered expression when he finds Dick dangling from the Watchtower light fixture he specifically designed to be impossible for him to reach. Diana just, -shrug- “He said please.” You threw him Diana. You threw that child. She’d probably still throw him if he asked nicely, hell, she’d probably do it even before he has to ask. It’s ‘Boy Wonder’, not ‘Boy Bat’.
Jason: Black Canary. ‘Wonder Woman is Jason’s fav’ believers PLEASE hear me out. I think that Diana is Jason’s favorite in a ‘celebrity crush’ way, but Dinah is Jason’s favorite in a ‘cool aunt’ way. He met her unofficially at the Watchtower, but actually started hanging out with her thanks to Roy. They both like motorcycles and kicking ass, plus Young Justice having Canary as a therapist melds well with my vision of her helping Jason heal. And I think she’s used to yelling at Bruce on Oliver’s behalf, so it’s no big to do it on Jason’s too.
Tim: The Flash! If Dinah is the cool aunt, Barry is the cool uncle. Guy that shows up at the function with all the best snacks. He might eat half of them himself but damn if he didn’t bring them. In all seriousness, Tim saw pretty great merit in knowing a forensics guy that he can basically talk to anytime he’s stumped with a case without having to go through the “sorry to wake you” song and dance. Barry occasionally gets unhinged texts that are in the vein of “hey can you go about ten minutes back in time and tell past me about _____”. They’re usually pretty low stakes but sometimes there’s just a “got stabbed, do-over?” jumpscare sprinkled in. Bruce will never ever get shit from Barry about kid troubles. That man is a saint in Flash’s eyes.
Cass: Captain Marvel. She didn’t like him at all during their first meeting. For a person that’s good at reading body language, I imagine that seeing genuinely childish behavior on a grown man would be giving some crazy mixed signals. Once she learns that his powers are magic in origin rather than being alien or meta, her mind opens up a little more to the possibility that his exterior appearance might not be indicative of his actual identity. Cass guesses his age by their next proper meeting and makes it her business to keep an eye on him, always asking Bruce about him after he returns from League missions. Your honor, that 7’5” brick wall Champion of Magic is actually just Cass’ little buddy. She’s gonna get him some ice cream or something.
Steph: Green Lantern. Hal and Barry are like uncles, except if Barry is the cool one, Hal is the cringe one. Lucky for Hal, being a boyfailure is a good way to amuse Steph. Those two are gonna spend hours arguing with Bruce just for the hell of it, backing each other up on completely incorrect claims (Steph does it because it’s funny, Hal does it because he believes her). He does get bonus points for bringing her cool space snacks whenever he comes back from trips off-world. One of her favorite foods is a sort of hi-chew/gum thing from some other planet in Sector 2418 that doesn’t dissolve or lose its flavor, even after chewing it for days on end.
Damian: Aquaman. He’s a king. Like, an actual king. And he can communicate with fish. Arthur heard about Damian’s temper from the rest of the Leaguers and straight up does not believe it because every time he’s spoken to Damian, it’s been “hello your majesty can you introduce me to an octopus I have a few questions for it”. This one’s short. But I feel it speaks for itself.
Duke: Superman. Clark was NOT told about Signal taking up the day shift in Gotham until he was flying in to compare notes (read: flirt), with Bruce and met Duke when they both went to intercept a carjacking. Clark tries to be responsible like “I feel obligated to let you know that Batman doesn’t take kindly to metas in his city”, only for Duke to point at the big ol bat on his chest. After that, Duke usually intercepts Big Blue’s flight path anytime he comes into Gotham and the two just kind of hang out and shoot the shit while he does his patrol. Duke is also a little bit stoked to be regularly hanging out with The Superman, but even after the awe wears off, he can’t help but still think of Clark as just a cool, friendly guy. He gets someone to share the airspace with, Clark gets a bat he can stay in the sun with, it’s a win/win all around. Congrats Clark, you got one.
#send in a submission or something if you disagree#also sorry Damian likers but he is forever impossible for me to get too many thoughts about him#I know he’s interesting I can feel it. I just gotta read more.#anyways. Tags time#it’s gonna be a doozy#chatterbox behavior#batsiblings#batfam#bruce wayne#batman#dick grayson#jason todd#tim drake#stephanie brown#cassandra cain#damian wayne#duke thomas#diana of themyscira#dinah lance#barry allen#billy batson#hal jordan#arthur curry#clark kent#superbat#halbarry
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how would frat Peter react to trouble pranking him by saying she’s had better/has seen bigger
In some ways I feel like he would know troubles lying but still be a little upset.. yknow?
PILLOW TALK IS MY FAV THING TO WRITE ABOUT THEM!!!!!!!!
peter's quiet, so quiet you slap your hand to his chest to make sure his heart is beating. he slowly brings your hand down to intertwine your fingers with his.
'check in?'
it's something you both had come up a month into hooking up, after a disastrous miscommunication and hurt feelings, when one felt like it was needed, you'd have a check in.
you turn to kiss his shoulder, 'what's on your mind, handsome?'
peter breathes deep, 'do, um, do you feel satisfied with me? like, in bed?'
you shuffle closer to him, 'permission to hug?'
he nods, 'granted.'
you rest your head on his chest and throw an arm around his waist. you hum and kiss his shoulder, 'i think you know i'm satisfied, but why the question?'
'nothing, just wondering.'
'we don't call check in's for a single question, mister.'
peter isn't normally this shy, you wonder if he's thinking about a new kink, or if he's checking in because he wants you to check in and now your mind is racing thinking he's not satisfied.
you sit up and look down at him, 'are you satisfied?'
he follows you up and nods quickly, 'yes! very satisfied, are you?'
'we're talking in circles, peter. and not that you're a selfish lover, but you've never asked that before so...' you trail and look to his nightstand, 'am i doing something wrong?'
peter cups your face to pull you to look at him, you refuse to meet his eyes for a moment, he moves his head around until he's looking right at you.
'hey, don't even go there. this is on me, not you.'
'what did i do wrong?'
'nothing! you did nothing wrong, alright? here-' peter lies down and pats his chest, 'come cuddle.'
you push on him, 'you made me feel like i did something wrong.'
he shakes his head, 'you didn't.'
you can't stop the swarming thoughts, you spin it on him.
'then check in with me.'
peter takes a deep breath and closes his eyes, his words are low, like he doesn't want to say them.
'i know you said it as a joke, but when you said you've had bigger and better it hurt me, i dunno, i just want to know i'm enough for you.'
your heart drops, you've made peter insecure. he's never made you feel insecure before, ever. if anything he's helped you overcome a few, and in return you tore him down.
'peter,' he's looking off to the side, you shake at his arm but he pretends you're not in the room. you shuffle around to straddle his waist, tracing his collarbone and doing your best to be gentle.
'hey, petey, wanna look at me?'
'no, thank you.'
his eyes close when you run your fingers through his hair, 'i'm sorry, peter. i really am, i'm sorry and i never ever meant to hurt you.'
'it's fine, you were just kidding.' it's mumbled, and you're quick to shut it down.
'it's not fine, peter. i hurt your feelings.' you pull your hand from his hair and kiss your teeth, 'i wasn't even trying to make a joke, peter. i was being sarcastic, i mean, peter, i don't know if you know this, but you have a big dick.'
at last, he acknowledges you, pushing at your thighs he turns his head further, you can still see his pink cheeks.
'i mean it, bro. biggest cock around.' you giggle when your thigh is pinched and you're mocked. 'bro.'
you tickle his ribs, laughing when he tries to squirm away.
'seriously, peter. i think you've got the biggest dick in the state, maybe even on the entire east coast.'
he groans, 'now you're just being nice.'
'maybe a little, but i mean it. and not that it should matter,' you squeeze his sides, 'but you're the biggest and best i've had.'
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YOU...YOU CAN DO THAT? “a spider-reader x team"
WARNINGS/TAGS + sfw, they/them (gender neutral) reader addressed as spider cause if you can't tell i'm very creative, inspired by miles morales spiderman cause hes my fav, no beta we die like aunts and uncles in spiderman movies/comics, canon-typical violence (not heavily detailed).
A/N + to the anon who requested this nearly a year ago, i'm so sorry pookie the writer block put me in a author coma of sorts. despite this being a year late and trash, i hope you enjoy regardless, and i'm hoping to get more active with my writing again! enjoyyyyyy!
REQUEST + "Oops here I am again (the same anon who requested a reader with spider like abilities).. I forgot to specify 😭 but like maybe could you do idk a first meeting between the YJ and the reader (they/them btw)? Would they be creeped out with the readers' abilities or would it go like 'oh wooooow. Show us how it works!'?"
KF & AQ
"Kid!" Kid Flash turns to Spider as he sprints across the buildings adjacent to them. They struggle to match his pace, but as he slows to stick his landing, they manage to catch up and yell at a simple instruction that nearly has him freezing in his tracks out of horror.
"Jump!"
"What?" They flinch at the loud screech that pierces through their earpiece. "No way- are you crazy?!"
"Just-"
Their eyes widen as they watch the monster they've been trying to lead away from the populated city centre leaps into the air behind him.
"-do it!"
Kid Flash hesitates for a moment, they can see it on his face, ready to ignore their request when the creature lets out a rumbling roar.
The ground shakes under his feet as the monstrous thing lands on the building behind him and his face drops into a comical expression.
He spares it a glance over his shoulder, and with its claws reaching out from him, he takes the leap, narrowly avoiding the sharp nails, but as he flails around in the air, weightless, he wonders-
does he really prefer concrete over nails?
He shuts his eyes, readying himself from an impact that- never comes. Rather, there's something sticking to his stomach before he's being yanked to the side, and then- up.
Instead of the smack of concrete, he hits a person, their arms wrapped around him as they roll both of them through the force.
Kid Flash, finally, shoots up and opens his eyes.
Spider and Kid Flash are sat on their asses with matching shellshocked looks, staring down at the building across of them, where that beast shares a similarly confused look as it watches the street below them.
The two turn to blink at each other, shuffling to their feet as they let out joyous cheers that sound almost like screams (poor Kaldur's ears can testify), arms wrapped around each other as they jump with like two middle aged men who's football team just scored the final point.
"Dude, we did that!"
"Right?! I thought I was gonna fall to my death but then you just-!"
"I didn't even know how I did that! It was sheer animal instinct-"
Needless to say, Kaldur was less than happy, and no more "jumping-off-the-building-and-praying" was permitted or attempted.
Not around Kaldur anyway.
ART & SUP
Superboy fails to punch through it, the cage simply folding and stretching around his fist before it pushes him, his shoulder bumping into Artemis'.
"Are we stuck in here until Robin gets back?" Artemis asks with a irritated sigh, turning to look at Spider.
They seem mystified, a mischievous glint in their eyes that she can make out through the big cartoonish eyes of the mask as they take in the strange cage.
Their hands press against the cage, palm flat as they give it a little experimental shove before she can make out their eyebrows rising.
Their palms start to spark, and the red hue of the cage begins to light up a pale blue, "Nope."
The crackles of electricity grow louder and Artemis and Superboy step back just as an awful cracking sounds and-
The cage bursts around them, Spider's sent flying back into Artemis, who's then sent back into Superboy and the three hit the floor with matching grunts.
There's a moment of silence, before Artemis is shoving Spider off of her and rolling off of Superboy herself. As the three sit themselves up slowly, Artemis can make out Spider nodding to themselves with what she thinks is pride.
"I didn't know you could do that." Superboy comments plainly as the three slowly get back to their feet.
Blinking at him, Spider wiggles their fingers at him with a smile.
"Me neither."
MG & ROB
With a grunt, Robin sits up with a grimace, hand on his head as his eyes readjusts when he manages to make out Bane stood just in his eye-line.
Bane isn't looking at him though, instead the man's eyes are trained on Miss Martian floating in the air, hands outstretched out in front of her.
She's clearly too busy managing her telekinesis to notice the hulking man anger as he grabs onto one of the many large pieces of machinery lying around the abandoned factory and prepares to ambush her.
Miss Martian, watch out!
Robin's voice rings out in her head, and M'gann whips around, eyes landing on Bane.
Before either of them can react, something is suddenly flying through the air and with a loud thwack- Bane is lying on the floor, looking a lot less angry and unconscious.
Now up on his feet, Robin slowly approaches Bane, M'gann landing on his side as the pair blink down at whatever hit him.
Upon inspection, it's the barrel tank that those cement trucks carry. Empty, sure, but Robin's not surprised that guy was put to bed.
What's more surprising?
"Woooo, my aim's getting good, no?" Spider grins, bouncing on their feet as they approach the two.
"You... you threw that?" Miss Martian asks carefully.
"Duh, who else?"
"Oh. Well, thank you." She offers, a little dumbfounded but Spider doesn't seem to notice.
"How?" Spider blinks at Robin, who's been silently gawking at them as they approach.
"What do you mean, 'how'? I just threw it. "
Robin sputters at them, left eye twitching under his mask as he watches them stretch their arms out over their head with no care in the world.
"That's not- that's impossible?"
"Nuh, uh! Just grab, do a couple spins to get some speed and let go- works pretty well."
"I don't believe you."
"Why not?! I'm plenty strong!"
Safe to say that Robin made them perform a couple of strength tests when they got back to the cave, and now Robin's worried Spider might not be aware of the fact that most people can't just throw around cement trucks.
all work n' writing is work of @httpsobi. i ask you please do not copy, rewrite, translate or post on other platforms without my consent.
#httpsobi's work#young justice dc#young justice#young justice headcanons#young justice imagines#young justice x reader#reader x young justice#oc x young justice#young justice reader#young justice oc#dc#dc x reader#dc comic x reader
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i just feel like influencer y/n really healed rapper eren's inner child. like she's just so sweet to him and so lovey dovey and goofy to him. he loves her so much and is grateful to whatever superior being for bringing her into his life. idk just thinking about that makes me smile. 🤭
ughhh!! No like you do not understand the smile this brought to my face bro 😭 when i tell you that this is literally my all time fav ship…like thank you for this 🥹
content warning: mentions of anxiety, lore for reverb, angst (?), fluff
because in all honestly, even though he loved music more than life itself, EJ still had a big void in his life. He had Mika and Armin for a little while and his family but there wasn’t a single person in his life that he truly felt completely and wholly connected to. That he could let his guard down with. He struggled with social anxiety and cues bad. His mom worried about him constantly worry about him and if he’d be okay. Sometimes, when he was younger, he’d get so overwhelmed trying to express himself that he’d either get angry or become hysterical and cry. Music seemed to be the only way he could truly let it out; with anger, happiness, sadness..he really couldn’t convey his message through words or even actions. So it came as no surprise that he grew up to be emotionally void. He hated long conversations, idle chit chat and being around people that didn’t match his energy. Even with his own friends, he can only take them in small increments.
it wasn’t until he met (y/n) that he finally had someone who understood him. Somebody that, despite all that you had been through always smiled and done what you could to help him do the same. Even on your first official date, you ran barefoot across the beach at night, hand in hand because you’d never been allowed to do that as a kid. You didn’t care who saw or how you looked, you were happy as could be. Ironic considering that most of the girls from Instagram were so snobby and stuck up, all they could do was stand in the club with scowls on their faces. You on the other hand would dance around with him as if no one was watching. You didn’t judge him when he became upset that a project wasn’t working out in his favor. You’d simply give him a hug, tell him to take a break and try it again. “Stop being so hard on yourself, okay? You can do this.” Always affirming and reassuring him. Even when the two of you would stay up having late night talks and he’d confide in you about aspects of his life that no one else knew. About things he had to go through to get where he was or how he sometimes felt like he wasn’t enough. You’d notice the faintest hint of sadness in his tone or eyes and reach for his hand, holding it to comfort him. He’d never experienced the unconditional love that he’d heard people talking about until you came along. Beforehand, he felt as though nothing was left for him…he felt hollow and lonely. Wondering if anything existed for him outside of his raps and work. Now? He was free to loosen up, laugh and do everything that he’d missed out on while trying to make his dream a reality. Like going to the roller rink on Saturday night, skating along to some love song or going on late night drives and stargazing. Or even just cracking childish jokes on each other or playing little pranks. There’s never a moment where he’s not smiling when you’re around. He’s the happiest he’s ever been 🥹
#cherry’s asks 🍒#aot x black reader#you have no idea how much I love this#black fem reader#musician x influencer au#eren x black fem!reader#musician eren#musician au#black reader#I will never shut up about these two#eren x black reader#eren x black fem reader#eren x black y/n#eren x reader#eren fluff#aot fluff#anime fluff#eren x reader fluff#snk eren#fluff drabble#aot drabbles#aot headcanons#aot imagines#fluff fic#eren jaeger fluff#eren jaeger x black reader#eren jaeger imagines#eren jaeger#aot#black fanfiction
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its ur fav anon pookie!!
i’ve been thinking a lot about an arranged marriage/relationship with either sejanus or coryo. i feel like both of their guardians would want them to get to a higher ranking in the capital, so naturally, marrying their kid off to the capital sweetheart (reader) is the best option.
you don’t even have to write anything on this if you don’t want to, just a silly idea i had 🤭 i feel like they would both react so differently to being forced into something like that omg
Ok I love this idea so I’m writing one for Sejanus too, and I’ll link it here when it’s finished!
For as long as you can remember, there had been talks and jokes and quips about you marrying Coriolanus Snow, the grandson of your own grandmother’s childhood best friend. At first, the comments went well over your head, but the older you got, the more serious it seemed. And now, with Coriolanus at your elbow and your mother across from you at the dinner table, it seemed more serious than ever.
“In the springtime, of course, after you’ve both finished your studies,” your mother is saying, the two older women at the end of the table nodding along and whispering together, clearly planning their own sequence of events. All this marriage talk has made you lose your appetite, so you push yourself away from the table and make your way to the gardens, ignoring the shouts of your parents.
There are footsteps behind you, the heavy footfall of your betrothed, and you slow to a stop, despite the urges to turn and slap him across the face. He’s obviously pleased with this arrangement, gaining access to all that money he surely believes has long been his right, growing up with all the trappings of Capital luxury and none of the wealth.
The boy is as cold and emotionless as the statues that surround you, his eyes a pale blue that give the impression of a motionless pond. You wonder if your mother would let you choose the Snow cousin you’d want to marry, certain that Tigris would be much more enjoyable to spend the rest of your life with.
“Well, this must be wonderful news for you,” you sneer after a few minutes of silent walking, desperate for a fight.
“It is, I’m going to marry the most desired girl in Panem,” he says, his voice infused with pride, as if he’s done anything at all to win you over.
“The most desired fortune in Panem,” you correct, knowing exactly why all the boys at the academy fell over themselves trying to get close to you.
“Are you going to attend university?” He asks, changing topics as if he has any interest in what you want, any interest in you beyond the fortune tied to your last name.
“Yes, I am,” you try to be polite, but part of you is waiting for a fight, waiting for Coriolanus to finally snap and show you that he’s not an emotionless machine, “and I’m sure my parents would be more than happy to pay for you to attend as well, I can’t be having a deadbeat for a husband.”
You’re successful in riling him up, if the way Coriolanus crowds you up against one of the stone pillars near your house is any tell. You knew money would be a sore spot, and seeing his chest heaving with rage, his eyes an electric sort of blue you’ve never seen before, has a smile tugging at your face. He’s standing so close that you need to look up to look into his eyes, but you’ve never been one to back down from a fight.
“You have no right to speak to me like that,” he grits out, and you can’t help but scoff, the pride of this boy unbelievable.
“I was only trying to help,” you ply him with a sickly sweet smile, ready to complete the rest of your little experiment.
It’s difficult, with the way he has you crowded against the pillar, but you press your lips to his, cutting off any snide remarks he was waiting to use and resisting the urge to bite off his tongue. He’s motionless, hands by his side but his mouth is much more responsive, and when his hands start to catch up with his brain and he makes to grab your waist, you slip out from where he’d had you effectively trapped, sauntering back into the house.
When you look back at him over your shoulder, his chest is heaving for an entirely different reason, and you can’t help the grin that splits your face. He thinks he’s in control, but you’re the one who holds all the cards, and maybe this marriage won’t be as awful as you think.
I’m in love with this dynamic if anyone has any more asks for these two :)
#coriolanus snow#coriolanus snow x reader#coriolanus snow x you#coriolanus snow fanfiction#coriolanus x reader#coriolanus x you#coriolanus fanfiction#the ballad of songbirds and snakes fanfiction#the ballad of songbirds and snakes
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omg hello!
since requests are open and all, I want to request kenma, Suna and atsumu and Oikawa with a reader who gets happy over the most childish thinsg
I got a shadow the hedgehog plush backpack from one of my brothers and I was so happy for like a week straight
HQ BOYS WITH AN S/O WHOS LOVES CHILDISH THINGS
a/n: THIS IS LITERALLY ME. i still watch disney movies and kids shows bcs they're just so nostalgic and wonderlicious
warnings: suna's is a little ooc but wtv im in a fluffy duffy mood
suna, atsumu, and oikawa x reader (separate)
S. RINTARO
he finds it so cute
he loves how he can give you something like a plushie or a lollipop and you get all happy and smiley
he just loves it. he loves you!
he's addicted to the way your eyes light up and brighten the room when a funny scene comes on in the kids show you're watching
literally anyone could see the way his eyes soften whenever you get all happy over something childish
he just finds it so stinking adorable
but ofc, he also has to tease you about it
its all in good fun, he loves it so much
you giggled happily and twirled around with the cute little plushie that rin had just given you. it was soft and fluffy and warm and had the cutest ears and just made you so happy.
unbeknownst to you, rin was staring at you lovingly with a tender gaze, wondering to himself how he got someone so cute.
you were the light rin needed. when he got down and dark, you were the light that pulled him back up. and he found the fact that you loved stuff like this SO CUTE
contrary to what he was thinking, he smirked and began to tease you about it. "it makes you that happy? what are you, a baby?"
you beamed. "your baby!"
he cringed slightly, but then let out a loving sigh as he curled an arm around you.
"i guess so."
M. ATSUMU
he loves everything about you, and that includes your love for childish things
whenever you have a cute reaction to something childish, he has to fight the urge to spin you around in a tight hug and pepper your face with kisses and tell you how cute that was
he fails most of the time
he doesn't really think its weird or tease you about it or anything
i firmly believe that atsumu still sleeps with his childhood stuffie, so he thinks its cute that you guys are kinda similar in that aspect
also, hes just a ginormous child, so uh
it was a peaceful sunday afternoon, and you guys were watching bluey together. then, during the magic xylophone episode in the scene where bluey's dad played bluey like a piano and tickled her silly, he paused the show and quickly pounced on you and dug his fingers into your ribs.
"you're MY magic xylophone! ping ping ping! ping ping! pururururuing!" he shouted, kneading and knocking at your ribs
"tsuhuhumu, stahahap!" you giggled trying weakly to fight his hands off
"hmm.. i think that i should get some more practice in, don'tcha think?" he teased, continually prodding at the sensitive area.
"NAHAHA TSUHU- *HIC!*"
you both paused at the little hiccup you gave. it was silent for a moment before atsumu grabbed you and spun you around, laughing as you giggled and "wheee!"'d.
"yer so freakin' cute im gonna die!" he laughed as he peppered your face with kisses.
you giggled as you two settled back down on the couch together, cuddling up with each other and your favorite stuffies.
he sighed contentedly as he leaned his head on you, melting into your warmth as you did the same.
he honestly loved moments where he could be childish without being judged like this with the person he loved most in the world. (he internally apologized to his ma)
O. TOORU
little brat but its ok
he really likes bubbles, as do you
sometimes when its nice out, the two of you will just blow bubbles and just watch in mesmerization
(sometimes in the shower too!)
hes also really into disney
he hid it before, but once he started dating you, one of his favorite at-home date activities is watching disney movies together!
frozen is his fav
he knows all the lyrics to all the frozen songs and sings along everytime
hes your little princess
"LET IT GOOOO" tooru screeched in your ear. "LET IT GOOOOOOO! CAN'T HOLD IT BACK AAAANYMO-O-ORE"
"LET IT GOOOO" you screeched in his ear. "LET IT GO-O-O, TURN AWAY AND SLAM THE DOOOOR"
"I DON'T CARE"
"WHAT THEY'RE GOING TO SAY"
"LET THE STORM RAGE OOOOOOOOON" tooru held the high note, his voice cracking a couple times.
"the cold never bothered me anyway" *hairflip*
you two plopped your butts back down on the couch heavily, tired and out of breath from the karaoke session.
"you did really well, princess" he complimented, voice breathy.
"you... you, too." you replied, "princess."
"HEY" he cried, clinging onto you. "i'm your PRINCE, remember?"
you grinned. "i think princess suits you better."
"y/n-chaaaaaaan!" he whined, shaking you, "you're so mean!"
you couldn't help but laugh at his childish antics, hiding your face slightly with your olaf plushie
"i love you."
you stopped short, giving him a curious look.
"you're the one for me."
you simply smiled in return. "as are you for me."
"Y/N-CHAN LOOK! ITS THE PART WHERE THEY MEET OLAF!!"
"OH MY GOD I LOVE THAT PART"
𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐒, 𝐑𝐄𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐒, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃
#see you suun ⭐︎#suna x reader#suna fluff#suna hcs#suna drabble#suna imagines#atsumu x reader#atsumu fluff#atsumu hcs#atsumu drabble#atsumu imagines#oikawa x reader#oikawa fluff#oikawa hcs#oikawa drabble#oikawa imagine#haikyuu fluff#haikyuu x reader
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BAU at the Eras Tour
main masterlist
spencer reid x famous reader universe
I think unlike the Rep Tour Rossi and Hotch both make it to this show
Penny's fav song at the moment is 'cruel summer' so you know she was SCREAMING that bridge (and all lyrics of all songs obvi)
the girls are just screaming with every bit of themselves 'The Man' that is THEIR SONG.
yn is basically serenading Spencer during 'lover' her eyes do not leave him
they definitely witness a proposal during 'Love Story'
also def is making glances at him during 'willow' while singing 'that's my man'
Penny does cry during 'Majorie'
Emily's favourite album is 100% evermore and she loved screaming 'champagne problems'
i think Hotch's favourite performance was 'tolerate it' not because he related to it, just because he loved the set and yn's acting
i think this is the first night she shakes her head after the line 'do the girls back hime touch you like i do' and yn looks towards him after that seeing Derek clap Spencer on the back, and she can't see and defiantly can't hear, but she's sure he's saying 'my man!'
Rossi doesn't know weather to be shocked, scared, or impressed when he hears fans screaming for yn to take them to church (i think he's mostly impressed with her power)
Spencer defiantly loves seeing yn sing the songs she wrote about him, but i think he also loves seeing the amount of fun she has on her face during songs like 'waneegbt' and 'Style' and 'Bejeweled'
when Hotch hears 'i want to play one more song of Red, do you have say 10 minutes to spare' he immediately knows this is his time to go for a snack/drink run for himself and the team (his kids)
JJ's favourite performance is 'tlgad' i don't know why, she just loves it, i know it
i haven't talked about Derek much, but i think his favourite album is '1989' partly cause he likes the vibe, partly because he's been conditioned to love it by Pen (loves 'Blank Space')
Penny also makes Derek (he wants to) dance to 'Shake it off' with her
surprise songs are 'Paris' and 'Sweet Nothing'
Paris was requested by Penny (but yn was really happy to sing it with Spencer in the crowd)
and of course yn was planning on singing Sweet Nothing and then whatever Penny suggested
surprise song speaches
"So on this tour i've been challenging myself to sing two different songs a night. Songs i haven't played live in a long time, or never at all. And i'm sure you've noticed, but if you haven't, i do have some friends here. And when i asked my friend, Penny, if she had a song she would like to request she said this one, so i hope you enjoy, here's 'Paris'...
"This song, i wrote with someone very special. And i knew i wanted to play, given he is in the crowd tonight.. so here is 'Sweet Nothing'
now i know this is what you came here for, vigilante shit.
Spencer doesn't know what to do with himself, because on the one hand his hot and sexy and beautiful wife is doing a dance... that is doing a lot for him
also forgot to say they are married at this point
but on the other hand he is standing next to her parents and all his closest friends who he sees as his family, it's just very awkward
and yn glances at Spencer and the team when she sings "someone told your white collar crimes to the FBI..."
yn and Spencer are making eye contact (as best they can) during 'Mastermind' Spencer is grinning and blushing, the team just loving after all these years how in love their little boy wonder still is
and lastly during 'Karma' the girls (plus Derek) are all dancing, while Spencer is walking backstage to see his wife as soon as she gets off stage
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Reading with Ru: Aug/Sept Fic Recs
I know I'm certainly in need of some positivity and escapism lately, so I'm gonna try to do semi-regular fic and book recs! Starting with a retroactive what I've been reading from the past couple of months with this account! (I might go back in time and make an all-time rec list later)
COD
starting with cod because i know most of you go here
Sergeant Squeaks by @charliemwrites - (series of one-shots ghost x reader and price x reader separately) both one of my favourite reader characters and my favourite canon setting depictions of Ghost and Price. their own weird brands of showing love are wonderful; the tension leading to getting together is fantastic, and the sex is super enjoyable.
Ghost Stories by @kneelingshadowsalome - (ghost x medic!reader) I'm repeating myself, but I love Salome's writing. This is where I was first introduced to it, and I think it's really special. Ghost POV as he struggles with developing and then accepting love. felt so real and grounded. angsty and then fluffy, and you can't help but adore the reader as well.
saltwater by @ceilidho - (ghost x reader) It's pretty unlikely any of you don't know Ceil, but on the off chance you haven't given this one a read yet, it really is a must. I lump praise on her pretty regularly, but I don't know anyone who is able to portray their character's emotions as intimately as Ceil. her ghost feels really grounded in all his complexity. there is a common theme in these recs of really enjoyable reader characters, and this is not an exception; the reader feels like a full but still ambiguous character who is vulnerable and strong and really great.
don't leave me locked in your heart by @ohbo-ohno - (ghoap x reader dark!) we all know bo, we all love bo. I always love the way she depicts ghost and soap's dynamic changing and evolving to include the reader. the descent into dark territory in this is really really fun. It's also just hot and well-written! if you haven't read it before, go read it, and then go read all of bo's drabbles and asks on here. genuinely one of my favourite dark but still fun writers. I think she balances it really well.
body electric by @yeyinde and Afterburn by @sprout-fics - (141 + Los Vaqueros x reader) a classic. I've returned to these so many times. sometimes you just want to read dirty, filthy, well done, smut and then warm cozy aftercare. not to wax poetic about pure sex (except that's exactly what one should do), but I think it can be really hard to write group sex like this and still have such insightful and individual glimpses into each character and dynamic, and Lev does it wonderfully. and then it's also hard to find good aftercare fic, and Sprout's feels like literal aftercare for both the reader character and the reader.
other fandoms
tried to curate to themes i think overlap in some of the cod works! and I think most of these can be read fandom blind.
i revisited @winterrose527's fic in August, and even though she already knows how much I love her work, I won't skip a chance to repeat it. Anna writes for asoiaf and is pretty much the queen of Robb Stark/Myrcella Baratheon, but I would say the modern AUs (my favs) can be read almost completely fandom blind. Any contemporary romance enjoyer would love her work. I'm really partial to her kid/single-parent fics. I think it's so hard to get right, and I always adore reading her kid characters and how she approaches love stories when kids are involved. anna's works are always brimming with love and incredible platonic, familiar, parent-child, and romantic relationships (if kid fic isn't your thing she also has a ton of other great fics). personal favs: We Could Be a Little Something, And There They Are, All the Same
Lawless by @goldcranes - (arthur morgan x ofc) age difference, cowboy love story, essentially a romance novel. if goldcranes has no fans, I'm dead. I encourage you to explore her work; very few people write as strongly across multiple fandoms as she does, and each of her works feels like a really strong love story with special characters.
The Odyssey by @sunlightmurdock - (bradley bradshaw x reader) 1980's roman literature prof x virgin student - no need to know top gun. katie's work is another entry in the 'feels like it stands really strongly separately from the source material' category. she has multiple ongoing AU's that I really love, but this one is a favourite. i think she does complex characters really well - their actions always feel intentional, and as flawed as they are, I always love them.
Wouldn't it be Nice by allyoops - (m/f captive A/B/O) if you aren't reading original works smut on ao3 you are missing out and allyoops is a great place to start for noncon, dubcon, age gap, taboo etc. enjoyers. they have a ton of works; usually one shots with lots of really delicious dynamics and different settings and tropes.
An Intoxicating Presence by FormerlyIR - (mob a/b/o haladriel) MOB. A/B/O. HALADRIEL. picks up with Halbrand in prison thanks to undercover FBI agent (and his mate!) Galadriel. does that sound crazy and awesome? well it is. mix it with Gal's internal struggle, the added complication of omegaverse, and overall great writing. really fun and really damn good.
civitas terrena by banalityofweevil - (darklina) angel Alina on an exploration of love in immortality with fallen angel Aleks. honestly, it's just a must-read for enjoyers of writing. incredibly creative with divine (literally and figuratively) imagery. i think one of my comments was on the precision of lulu's diction and I really stand by that.
tinsel into gold by ribbonedhare - (darklina) ddlg and cnc friends, this changed me. it is so warm and soft and my god, is it good. just scrumptious.
Be My Babydoll by KittyDruthers - (darklina) ddlg dollification need I say more
check the reading with ru tag for more!
#reading with ru#if you read any of these and wanna yell about em with me my asks are open!#fic rec#ao3#fanfiction#fanfics#cod#darklina#fanfic recs
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