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BRO? -

[ot7 x reader]

JIMIN -

y/n: bro

jimin: wys gang?

y/n: i just threw up in my mouth

jimin: you started it

on GOD 🙏🏻

y/n: stop

jimin: nah bro

what did you want dude

y/n: wanted you to pick me up

jimin: okay gang

on god i can do that for you

y/n: wanted

past tense

jimin: don’t even worry gang ur bros got you

y/n: ykw i’m so good gang 🙏🏽

bye

jimin: wait no come back 🥺

y/n: lol gang you into me or something??

jimin: i might be gang…

y/n: bro…

jimin: bro….

*whimpers*

y/n: bro????

jimin: no my fault bro i was getting into it

y/n: nah you always on that weird shit bro

jimin: i’m sowwy 🥺🥺🥺🥺

y/n: u tripping ong

bye again

jimin: dhmu only real bros would get it 🙏🏻😓

y/n: i’m real

jimin: real FAKE

y/n: ur real ugly

jimin: bro…

y/n: bro.

jimin: you’ve crossed the fucking line

y/n: sue me broski

jimin: how about i fuck you

y/n: this is why i distance myself from you

jimin: sorry nature takes over sometimes

y/n: ???

jimin: ???

y/n: tae core

jimin: we are not the same

y/n: i think you are

jimin: bro ong u tweaking

y/n: no bro ong i’m on to something

let me cook

jimin: cook me a orgasm lol

y/n: i’m blocking you lol

YOONGI -

y/n: dude

yoongi: wrong person?

y/n: no?

yoongi: i’m telling you you’ve got the wrong person

y/n: i’m telling you i haven’t

yoongi: ur not funny

y/n: i’m laughing

yoongi: i’m not

y/n: cheer up bro

yoongi: fuck off

y/n: bro you can talk to me about anything

it’s okay

yoongi: i want to break up with my girlfriend

y/n: OMG????

yoongi: i thought i could talk to you about anything

y/n: i’m ur girlfriend tho :(

yoongi: though we were bros??

y/n: sometimes

yoongi: that’s not how it works

y/n: you clearly know nothing about bro code…

embarrassing

yoongi: sometimes i think violent thoughts

y/n: tf is bro talking about 💀

yoongi: leave me alone

y/n: do you love me

yoongi: do you want and honest answer

y/n: dude is acting like he hasn’t almost proposed to me several times 💀💀

yoongi: what do you actually want leave me alone

y/n: brotha wants to be left alone 💀

yoongi: stop talking like that

and i am not ur brother that’s nasty

y/n: why won’t you love me for me

yoongi: you’re annoying

y/n: sighs i know what dream feels like now

that’s what the mask is

that’s what the point of the mask is…

yoongi: tf is dream??

y/n: sorry did i give you flash backs

i miss no more dream yoongi

bring him back!!!

yoongi: no

y/n: he can be ur alter ego

or like on a full moon you transform into debut yoongi

where you roam the streets spitting in peoples faces

yoongi: debut me did not spit in peoples faces

y/n: ok???

but you looked like you did

sorry for assuming geez

you were more of a biter those days i remember

yoongi: i bit you once

y/n: ONE TIME TOO MANY MIN YOONGI

thinking about that day brings a tear to my eye

the shock the fear the betrayal it’s all coming back to me

yoongi: are you done?

y/n: yeah bro :/

yoongi: bye

NAMJOON -

y/n: i want to chew on ur eyeballs

namjoon: that’s nice babe

y/n: i’ll crawl into ur skin

we will be one

namjoon: ok

y/n: god ur sosososos obsessed with me

namjoon: always

y/n: bro

namjoon: ??

y/n: ??

namjoon: i thought we were being nice to each other

y/n: that was nice

namjoon: you called me bro?

y/n: yeah?

namjoon: ok

y/n: do we have a problem?

namjoon: never

y/n: wow ur so obedient

namjoon: ok stop

y/n: why

namjoon: ur being weird again

y/n: again??

namjoon: you opened this conversation i want to chew on your eyeballs

y/n: and??

namjoon: i can only take so much

y/n: lame as hell bro

namjoon: why are you calling me bro?

y/n: it’s cute

namjoon: bro is cute??

y/n: no

namjoon: why do you chose to lie to me?

y/n: bored

namjoon: interesting

y/n: it’s not

i’m bored

namjoon: that sucks baby

go for a run or something idk?

y/n: are you saying i need to lose weight

namjoon: no wtf?

y/n: i think ur saying i need to lose weight

namjoon: ur putting words in my mouth

y/n: soon ur gonna start putting salad in mine

namjoon: bro

y/n: DID YOU JUST BRO ME????

namjoon: ur seeing things

y/n: OH MY GOD IVE JUSTBEEN SHOT IN THE CHEST

SOMONE CALL THE AMBULANCE

OW OW OW IT HURTS IT BURNS

I DONT THINK IM GONNA MAKE IT

namjoon: i think i’m gonna go for a run

y/n: how about you run away and never come back

namjoon: oh

y/n: go “oh” with ur new bitch

namjoon: my new bitch?

y/n: bet she loves when you call her bro

namjoon: you called me bro first…

y/n: what’s ur point???

namjoon: what are you mad at me?

y/n: i’m so hungry

namjoon: what

y/n: what

namjoon: love..

are you ok?

y/n: what does ok mean in this day and age joon?

namjoon: should i come home?

y/n: dude just go back to working out with all ur little buddies

namjoon: you miss me??

y/n: ur insane

namjoon: i’m omw home

y/n: idc bro!!!

namjoon: so i can work out for 2 more hours then?

y/n: whatever come home bitch

namjoon: love u seen you soon

HOSEOK -

y/n: bro jimin just threw a rock at me

hobi: oh no

do you need mouth to mouth cpr

y/n: i need more than cpr

in so much pain rn

hobi: wait

??????

you just called me bro?????

y/n: why is that ur biggest concern rn

i said jimin just threw a rock at me A ROCK

a really big fucking rock

hobi: no you said bro jimin just threw a rock at me

BRO

like????

what is wrong with you?

y/n: I JUST GOT A ROCK THROWN AT ME

THATS WHATS WRONG

YOUR GIRLFRIEND JUST GOT A ROCK THROWN AT HER

hobi: WELL CLEARLY I HAVE NO GIRLFRIEND CUZ SHE JUST CALLED ME BRO

y/n: are you serious??

hobi: are you??

y/n: fine

hobi: fine

y/n: bro

hobi: it doesn’t even hurt me anymore

y/n: whatever you say buddy

hobi: carry on

y/n: k pal

hobi: 🙄

y/n: dude

hobi: i’m killing myself

y/n: you sound hurt

hobi: ok??

y/n: really that that deep bro…

hobi: OKAY STOP

y/n: pussy

hobi: am i a pretty pussy 🥺?

y/n: hoseok what the actual fuck

hobi: i’m feeling really insecure rn

can you please validate me

this is ur fault if we think about it

tell me i’m your petty pussy

y/n: ??????

ur fucking out of ur mind

why would i say that

why would you say that

wtf is wrong with you

hobi: plz

then i’ll like throw a rock back at jimin or something

avenge you

y/n: i’m not dead

hobi: ok ur just difficult then

say it pleaseeeeee

y/n: ew no go away

hobi: this isn’t love

y/n: it’s not

hobi: what happened to through sickness and health

y/n: so you admit you’ve got some kind of mental illness

hobi: why does it have to be mental

why couldn’t i have a physical illness

like being hot as fuck

hahahaha lol wow i’m so hilarious

y/n: u right u funny as hell cuz you ugly as fuck wow!!!!!!!

hobi: you didn’t mean that

y/n: bro

hobi: i’m gonna start crying

y/n: hobi…

hobi: babe

y/n: are you fr crying…

hobi: no lol

y/n: ur my pretty pussy

hobi: you mean it?

y/n: don’t push it.

TAEHYUNG -

tae: why are you being so loud

y/n: ???

i’m not doing anything

can you hear tan?

tae: oh yeah

thought you were barking

y/n: why would i be fucking barking bro wtf???

tae: u could be trying new things

i wouldn’t judge you if you were

y/n: no

tae: shame

y/n: shame?

tae: bro?

y/n: what

tae: you called me bro by accident

y/n: ???

tae: babe you called me bro

y/n: ok

tae: by accident

why did you call me bro by accident

y/n: it wasn’t an accident

i typed it

on purpose

tae: why would you do that

y/n: ?

to communicate?

bro idk

tae: you did it again lol

why?

why bro?

could of said babe

baby even

no?

y/n: why does bro bother you?

tae: no lol ofc not wtf

you just don’t call me that

y/n: well i do now

tae: k

y/n: k?

tae: something wrong?

y/n: ur mad at me?

tae: no

y/n: upset

tae: never

y/n: ur not a child tell me

tae: bro does things to me

y/n: that sentence is crazy as hell

tae: PAUSE

y/n: paused

tae: don’t ever bro me again you slut

y/n: bro

tae: hey!!!

y/n: you do did not need to call me a slut

tae: was that not sexy

y/n: no

bro

tae: i hate it

y/n: bro

tae: it’s gross

I’m your boyfriend

y/n: barely

tae: meaning??

y/n: i’m sure you can figure out the meaning

tae: i know what barley means!

y/n: i’m glad

tae: why am i barley ur boyfriend??

y/n: ur strange

no offence

actually all offence

u harm my public reputation constantly

tae: i think ur so in love with me

y/n: i’m glad you’ve taken the delusion route instead of the depressed one

tae: sometimes your funniest friends are the most depressed ones…

y/n: ur so right i should give jin a call ❤️🙏🏽

tae: i was talking about me

y/n: we are not friends and ur not funny

tae: ur right we’re dating and i’m fucking hilarious

y/n: bro…

tae: come kiss me on my hot mouth babe 😋

y/n: i’ll pass

JUNGKOOK -

y/n: dude

jk: me?

y/n: yes

jk: are we fighting?

y/n: no why

jk: dude??

y/n: dude

jk: ok

y/n: are you crying rn?

jk: no?

y/n: i can hear you

jk: why would you ask then

y/n: wanted to see if you were a sick little liar

jk: i am

y/n: you are

jk: tell me you love me

y/n: lol

jk: i’ll throw up

y/n: make sure u clean it up

jk: babe

y/n: bro

jk: would you love me if i was a worm?

y/n: no

jk: but you told me you would last week

y/n: that’s cuz you were drunk and would of started crying if i said no

jk: i’m crying now

y/n: exactly

it’s 10x worse when ur drunk

jk: maybe you have a point

y/n: are you still crying?

jk: no

y/n: i can still hear you

jk: no

y/n: dude

OH MY GOD DID YOU ACTUALLY JUST THROW UP??????/)£/£:££

jk: yes

y/n: JUNGKOOK WHAT THE HELL

jk: i told you

y/n: that’s not healthy

like at all

that’s really worrying actually

jk: i love you

y/n: clearly wow

that’s insane

jk: do you want to kiss me?

y/n: no

you just threw up

jk: or did i?

y/n: you did

jk: i did

y/n: it’s okay

jk: is it

y/n: no

jk: :c

i’ll clean it

y/n: it’s okay i’ll do it

jk: why

do you maybe like me a bit

y/n: no

jk: oh

y/n: go get comfy in bed

jk: but i have to clean

y/n: i said i’ll do it

jk: r u sure

y/n: no

jk: oh

y/n: i do not hear you moving upstairs jungkook

jk: i’m going i swear

sorry for throwing up

y/n: sorry for calling you dude

jk: fr?

y/n: no

jk: knew it

it’s okay tho

i’m strong

y/n: you just threw up cuz i called you dude?

jk: i can be strong sometimes

just caught me at a weak moment

y/n: you have a lot of weak moments don’t you?

jk: sometimes it’s hard to tell if you like me

y/n: i got the biggest crush on u fr

jk: 🫢

woah

i’m in bed now

y/n: kk be with you in 5 bro

jk: stop it

y/n: 🫢

SEOKJIN-

y/n: bro can you order pizza pls i’m begging you

jin: normally i would be into you begging but the bro is throwing me off

y/n: wdym???

are you ordering or not

i’m hungry

???

HELLO

DUDE

COME ON

jin: no

stop calling me those names

y/n: bro?

dude????

why?

jin: i am not your bro nor dude

y/n: ur my dude <3

jin: adding a heart does not make it any better

dude is for like friends

idk if you have any but i am NOT one of those

y/n: um wtf i have friends

jin: the members don’t count

y/n: WHY DON’T THEY COUNT?

jin: ur sad

y/n: bro

jin: do you want to break up

y/n: lowkey

jin: wtf

y/n: look me in the eyes bro

jin: no

y/n: yes

jin: no

y/n: this is kinda hot

jin: lmao not surprised i have that charm to me

y/n: sorry wrong chat

jin: what

y/n: anyways ur were too slow yoongi ordered me pizza

and i’m not sharing

jin: i don’t want any of yoongi’s nasty pizza

i hope the pizza place spits on it

y/n: ur mad

jin: ur single

y/n: finally

jin: ?

y/n: ?

jin: i find our love so comforting ❤️

y/n: dude you have lost ur mind

jin: okay wtf

ur acting like you don’t want me

y/n: loooooooooooooooooool

jin: and people think i’m the mean one

y/n: i tolerate you

jin: what is the issue???

if you want to fight we can

i’m ready meet me in the ring at 6

y/n: don’t you have a military service to be serving??

jin: i will serve crack before i severe this country

y/n: yikes

i’ll snitch

jin: ofc you will

you rat

y/n: wow is that how you feel?

jin: yep

y/n: wow

jin: don’t act all nice now you started this

was mean for no reason

finish the battle rat

y/n: ur fucking old

jin: ok wtf

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theflatpancakes · 6 months

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If you couldn't tell from my reblogs I'm suddenly a huge Dreamtheory shipper so yk 😜

Uhhhh here are some headcanons dor Ness and Mike ig

Ness:

•He went to Freddy's all the time as a kid and was really sad once it shut down, although he didn't know why it got closed

•He has a true crime podcast that he does after he gets home from work; each episode is at least an hour-an hour and a half

•One day someone requested him to cover Freddy's and he was just like "???What???? When did something happen at Freddy's?????" And that's when he figured it out

•Every episode after the Freddy's episode he mentioned it at least once, and mist episodes were just covering new stuff he found out about Freddy's and the murders/disappearances

•He has been tempted to break in just to look for evidence so many times, although he never did

•He's a horror movie fanatic

•Also a conspiracy theorist

•He unironically owns the Dream Theory book that Mike has jn the movie. He got it to investigate for an episode of his podcast but eventually just got actually into the ideas the book was talking about

•Coffee. Addict.

•Doesn't care for labels, really. He likes anybody that likes him

•Theater kid; no, not just because MatPat is a theater kid.

Mike:

•Regular at Sparky's, both before and after getting the job at Freddy's

•He sometimes feels Garret pulling at his pants/shirt and is convinced he felt something, but always brushes it off

•Chugs energy drinks like there's no tomorrow

•He never got any sleep, even before he started working the night shift

•^ He also stayed up late when he was a kid/teen despite having to wake up early for school

•After the events of the first movie he quit Freddy's and went and got a job at Sparky's since it was close to his house and nearly guaranteed to not have haunted animatronics with the souls of dead kids in them!

•Always thought he was straight up until he randomly caught feelings for Ness after they started working together and seeing each other all day almost every day

Both/their relationship:

•Mike sometimes shows up in Ness' podcast

•Back on about the 2nd night of Mike's working at Freddy's, he invited Ness to come check some stuff out since he showed some great enthusiasm about Mike working there and him knowing about Ness' podcast and stuff

•Ness confessed first

•^Mike was just letting his feelings sit and shoving them down while he was in denial

•After about a month or two of being together, Mike was like, "Hey broski, so like.... you wanna move in with me and Abby????" And Ness was like "Uhm. Yeah, of course I do" so they moved in and played video games together all the time and Ness because practically a second dad to Abby even though Mike is technically her brother but whatever

•^After that, Mike was in almost every episode of Ness's podcast, and instead of just referring to Mike as his guest/coworker, he actually started referring to Mike as his boyfriend

•^So a little more about what they called each other on the podcast. Ness started calling Mike his boyfriend on there a few episodes before they moved in and the first time he said that he actually said how long they'd been together and when they moved in together he announced that on the episode that they did once Ness actually fully moved at least his recording set up into Mike's house

•So remember how I mentioned Mike was a regular at Sparky's??? So the first couple times he went he got sat in Ness' section and it was a funny coincidence so after that he started asking to be sat in Ness' section because he was funny and nice and just a cool dude to have as your server but Ness didn't know that Mike was requesting to be in his area so he thought it was just a coincidence

#fnaf movie #mike x ness #ness x mike #ness fnaf #ness the waiter #mike schmidt #five nights at freddy's movie #dreamtheory #securitywaiter #dream theory #fnaf #five nights at freddy's

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jane-gunson123 · 4 months

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Making History

Your boyfriend, Mason Mount, supports you through the biggest victory of your career so far, winning the Euros as captain of the Lioness. (Social Media AU)

The reader is also Jordan Henderson little sister, just so there isn’t any confusion.

Main masterlist.

England NT masterlist

Mason Mount Masterlist

Y/NHendo01:

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Y/NHendo01: Nice 3 points before international break. Ft. A sneaky goal from your favorite duo. ⚽️

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lj10: always on fire 🔥

----- Y/NHendo01: 🔥

User084: stargirl ⭐️

Trentarnold66: come to Liverpool

———— Y/NHendo01: Up the toffies 🔵

——— jordanhenderson: stop antagonising my players pls.

——— Y/NHendo01: soz broski 💁‍♀️ (said in a bad Scouse accent)

User09: the banter between Y/N, Jordan and Trent will never not be my favourite 😂

ChelseafcW: Woman of the match 🤩

———— Y/NHendo01: ❤️❤️❤️

Y/NHendo01:

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Y/NHendo01: And the hard work begins. 24 days to change our lives. Euro 2022 here we come. 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿

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Lionesses: Our skipper 🤩

———— Y/NHendo01: honoured ❤️

User843: How is she that pretty and talented 😍

——— jordanhenderson: she gets it from her brother 🤷‍♂️

Centralcee: the manden be backing u bro.

——— Y/NHendo01: You keep talking road in my comments and I’ll post that video of u.

——— Centralcee: I was just been nice, Y/N and you wouldn’t dare.

——— User823: I need to see this video, pls post it Y/N

——— Y/NHendo01: I would and thank u. U better come and watch me play if we play at Wembley.

User05: Why is central cee in her comments. She’s lit not that famous 😂

——— user88: They have know each other since they were 15 and Y/N signed for Chelsea. They went to school together.

——— User134: Same with her and Trent. They went to the same school when Y/N had to move to Liverpool with Jordan.

Lionesses:

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Lionesses: semi-final bound. The English are never done. 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿

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Masonmount: that’s my gf 😍

——— User23: He’s so lover boy coded

——— Trentarnold66: He’s whipped that’s what he is.

Y/NHendo01: The English are never done, Howay the lasses.

——— alessiarusso99: Skipper 🫡

JackGrealish: proud to be English. Keep going girls 🩶

User367: They have honestly restored my love of football.

Masonmount:

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Masonmount: supporting you every step of the way, my girl. We are all unbelievably proud of you. To wear your name on my back is like a feeling comparable with none, but hopefully soon it will be it will be mine you wear. I love you unconditionally ❤️❤️❤️

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Y/NHendo01: U have made me cry now I can’t leave the room for training. I love you so much and miss u loads can’t wait to see you face to face again 😂❤️❤️❤️

User617: I feel like I’ve just been called single in 627 different languages

——— Trentarnold66: same

Centralcee: I’ll be the DJ at the wedding.

——— Y/NHendo01: No, we want people to actually stay at our wedding, not leave because they heard your music.

——— Centralcee: Don’t lie I watched the interview where Tooney said you were in charge of the music in the dressing room and played my songs so 🖕

Jordanhenderson: your last name is going no where near my sister. Not when u haven’t asked me to marry her.

——— user162: He’s such a protective older brother 😂

——— Y/NHendo01: Can u not pls 😂

Y/NHendo01:

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Y/NHendo01: 1 step left. Bring on the final and wave the flags. It’s coming home 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿

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Ellatoone: it’s coming home

——— 1MaryEarps: it’s coming home

——— MBrighty04: Footballs coming home

Masonmount: bring on Wembley

User56: let’s go, the lionesses are bringing it home.

Jordanhenderson:

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Jordanhenderson: From you begging me to take you to the park so we could kick a ball together at 5 to now at 23 captaining England through a Euros final.

Y/N/N, you are a true inspiration to everyone around you including me. I can’t put into words how proud I am of you. It’s an honour to watch you achieve what you have as your older brother.

You were always my biggest fan growing up, sitting front and center at all my matches now I will be for you. Bring on Wembley wor kid. You got this. Whatever the result I’ll be waiting arms open for you.

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Y/NHendo01: are you trying to make me cry.

——— Jordanhenderson: don’t get emotional on me now 😂

Y/NHendo01: Love u bro, what an honour it’s been to follow in your footsteps. Bring on this final. ❤️

——— Jordanhenderson: Love you unconditionally sis ❤️

User62: To have bond with your siblings like Y/N and Jordan would literally be a dream

——— Trentarnold66: you should see them bicker over who supports the better football team.

——— Y/NHendo01: it’s not my fault Jordan fell and hit his head as a child so support’s Sunderland. Up the mags 🩶🖤

——— Masonmount: not this again.

Liverpoolfc: Come on you Lionesses ❤️

Lionesses:

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Lionesses: YOUR EUROPEAN CHAMPIONS 😍🏆

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User362: legends 🔥🔥🔥

Jordanhenderson: Come on you lionesses.

PhilFoden: Come on England 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿

Lucybronze: champions 🏆

User267: It was Y/Ns goal that was incredible.

——— user36: yeah then she took her top of as a celebration. Ledgend 🔥

Y/NHendo01: Unbelievable

Masonmount:

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Mason mount: Champions after 55 years of hurt. A beautifully talented captain. A team filled with ambition and resilience. What a night a Wembley and what a goal from my gorgeous girl ❤️❤️❤️

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Phil Foden: come on u lionesses ❤️

JordanHenderson: Proud brother moment

——— Masonmount: Proud Boyfriend moment

——— CentralCee: Proud best friend moment 🙄

Y/NHendo01: I could not ask for better. Love u always my boy ❤️

——— MasonMount: love you forever baby ❤️

——— Ellatoone: Well forever is gunna have to wait cos we are getting smashed tonight. Soz Mason, me and less stole ur girl 😘

User347: what a team they are

#mason mount #mason mount imagine #mason mount x reader #England National Football Team #england lionesses x reader #euro 2022 #chealsea #football social media au

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inkling0121 · 8 months

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I love the little head cannon of Mikey and Mondo dating secretly for no particular reasons like it's just a secret for the funnies like are they dating? or is it just bromance? and than they act the most platonic in romantic moments like Mondo goes hey my totally rad Broski will you make me the happiest bro in the world and become my room mate Like this is how I see how there romance started it.

Mikey: Babe could you-?

Mondo: BABE?

Mikey: Oh shit I meant to say bro!

Mondo: No fuck you. From now on you have to refer to me as babe. If you call me bro I will not respond to it. You can upgrade but you can’t fucking downgrade.

IDNSNXNWJD "You can upgrade but you can't downgrade"

I feel like they wouldnt even do it on purpose, like the signs would be there but everyone just thinks theyre close friends, like they sit next to each other and cuddle, share food, and everything but kiss in front of others and no one knows

Though it'd be funnier if one of his brothers knew but no one believed them

#tmnt #tmnt 1987 #tmnt 87 #tmnt 2012 #tmnt mm #mutant mayhem #I think thats all the versions with mondo gecko #mondo gecko #tmnt mikey #ink talks #anon asks #asks #mondomikey

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mushtoons · 2 years

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I'm not a coward so I'm asking you my question,,, what's the 'immortal besties au' about?

I just saw some art of it and I haven't scrolled long enough soo

have a seat and buckle up it's a mess <3

DFGDFDFGD okay so!!! i wanna start off with dont think too hard about it else ur brain will start to hurt (speaking from experience lmaoo) ANYWAYS!!! it's basically ingo gets sent to hisui but when ingo asks arceus to be sent home, arceus is like "dang bro sorry i didnt bring you here so it's not my problem but ya know what i actually need someone to babysit this fucker i damned, so you can just babysit him for all eternity! fair? :)" then doesnt wait for his answer

so we got ingo and volo stuck with each other, like it or not, there's rough patches, arceus didnt even bother to help ingo with him amnesia so he's still cloudy on parts of his past life and you know how it is to be around someone for too long, anger fighting ect but dont worry they begrudgingly come to an understanding and are now just vibing until time itself ends :)

well they're in modern day now, it's volo's turn to pick how they live their pretend mortal lives, so he picks unova to chill at cuz he's heard it's advanced since the last time they visited, ingo finally gets to have some memories as a treat as he catches sight of his old self and emmet, volo even convinces him to battle them so they can semi formally meet emmet and they carry on with this life, well volo's turn ends and ingo takes them somewhere else for his turn

cut to a few years later the duo is back in unova ( cuz it's volo's turn again ) when volo catches wind that one of the subway bosses had gone missing and the search was finally called off due to lack of leads after 2 long years, volo feels bad, just because god labled him a bad egg doesnt mean he is, he just wanted to reset the world to make it better :( so since it was maybe, kinda, totally his fault ingo got yeeted he decided he could fuck arceus over, i mean what's he gonna do? kill him? that's be a blessing. damn him to live forever? kinda already did that bestie,,,

so he gets emmet and elesa to come to his hotel room tries to find a way to tell them that he knows where their ingo is without making himself look crazy,,,,ends up looking crazy cuz his ingo just HAD to have a newpaper clipping of the trio claiming it to be "as close as a family photo as he'll ever have" emmet clocks him while elesa tries to call the cops cuz this nutcase is totally a stalker freak--then ingo comes home. skipping over the meltdown everyone has, and straight into project eeby-deeby rescue. we got angst, bonding, and finally a happy reunion.

meanwhile we got the emmet from when ingo first got put in hisui with no closure, no brother, and for some reason he's?? not?? aging?? so yeaahhh he's convinced he's in hell mostly when any pokemon he goes to for help basically tells him "sorry broski under strict rules from the big man himself not to help u with jackshit" so he's not doing so hot :) ( well until ingo and volo finally catch up to the era he's in then he's not doing so hot but with his brother now! )

that's a WHOLE lot but ive been thinking about this like all the time and im still working stuff out!!!! fgdfdgdfg this au is my baby and i love it

(for people who dont wanna read all that bullshit here's a diagram i made in case i dont make any sense!! )

#whoops thats a shit ton #sorry #but i really like this au dfgddfgd #and i like talking about it gddfgfg #thank u for being brave/lh #lmaoo #immortal besties au #submas #emmet #volo #ingo #wood wide web

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deanismysavior · 2 years

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Ik everyone talks about this in different fonts, but your ask about mike and nancy and how he feels comfortable opening up to will really struck me because wow, broski literally NEVER opens up to his girlfriend. Like we knew this already, but it really does go beyond him not having dramatic heart to hearts with El on top of vans. He really doesn’t talk to El about ANYTHING other than things related to the fight against the UD. And I think that directly connects to him putting her on a pedestal. Beyond his sexuality, beyond the debate of whether he loves will or el, why are my chemical romances completely chill with a bf/gf who don’t open up about anything. That should concern them, but it never does . Like literally, when you contrast with Lumax, who are vulnerable with each other ATT, it’s startling. How do melvin shippers not see that? Because that goes beyond the Byler debate into the core emptiness of their relationship which is a fact.

Yeah, let's talk about Mike and El for a second, because I think there's more to unpack here.

We really see so many empathy misses between the two of them, and I kind of think a lot more of those in later seasons come/start from El shutting down Mike's feelings than the other way around. I mean, Mike sets the precedent here with blaming El a lot in season 1, and we definitely still see his issues with deflection and blame shifting, but we do see Mike TRY to understand what's going on with El, and I'm not so sure we see El doing the same for Mike, though to give El the benefit of the doubt here, I also don't think it's ever been demonstrated to her that she should be making space for Mike in this way.

Let's take a look:

First we have this scene here where Mike is trying to relate to El and show her around. He's excitedly showing off all of his toys to her, and El just really could not be bothered. She gets up to scope out the rest of the room and kind of leaves Mike alone with his toys. Now obviously, this is a small thing, but I think it's an interesting way to set up their dynamic: Mike is trying to be attentive with El and make sure she's experiencing everything (making her breakfast, showing her the Lazy Boy, showing her his toy collection), and El is sort of dismissive with him. Clearly, she's also not been brought up traditionally, so I can give her a pass on these behaviors, but as for establishing a relationship between Mike and El, it's kind of already pointing toward the fact that they're not on the same page and don't really share the same interests.

We see basically the same thing happen here in the s3 opening makeout scene where Mike breaks their kiss to rock out to Never Surrender and El covers Mike's mouth and tells him to stop singing. He says, "What, you don't like it?" And it's played off as this kind of comedic moment, but we get the sense here again that El kind of stifles a bit of Mike's goofiness and playfulness, so much of what makes him him, to just go back to making out. It doesn't read to me here like she's all that interested in spending QUALITY time with Mike, she's moreso interested in engaging in teenage behavior with him, gossiping and making out.

But let's take a step back for a second and look at their initial kiss scene here because I think this also highlights how much they are not on the same page at any point in their relationship. In this first scene we get between them that really establishes them as a romantic relationship, Mike is telling El that she can come live with him and his family, that his parents will be like her parents, and his sister will be like her sister, and El asks if that means that Mike will be like her brother, and he says, No, that's different. Here, Mike is being pushed into creating this romantic bond between he and El because Lucas and Dustin frame his attentiveness to her in this way, and likewise, El is pushed into framing this as a romantic bond and not a familial bond by Mike. While Mike is confusing platonic feelings for romantic feelings, El is confusing familial feelings for romantic feelings.

And we see this displayed so apparently in El's entire arc during season 2. She leaves Hawkins to try to establish for herself what her relation to the world is, and she goes out in search of family, first to her Mom, and then to Kali, her sister. Both her aunt and Kali offer her places to stay and offer her a place in their family, but El returns to Hawkins, and says she's going "Home" because that's where her family is, not just Hopper, but Mike and the rest of the party too. El views these relationships as being like family and like home to her.

And this sets up so well why Mike and El's relationship in season 3 feels so off to the both of them. They believe that their bond has to be romantic because of how much expectation and waiting was built between them, but we again see them not being on the same page.

Now we already talked about the beginning makeout, so I won't go over that again, but I do want to key into a few of the points in their dynamic. While we've talked about how El and Will are constantly confused and interchanged in the story with Mike, Mike and Hopper are consistently also confused and interchanged in the story for El. Mike kind of plays, in a weird way, a 3rd father figure role to El in places.

Now we know that Hopper has always been overprotective of El and has firm rules set in place for her, but we also see this behavior show up with Mike in season 3. He's concerned about having lost El, and he kind of steps in by trying to have control over how she uses her powers. He thinks the others are trying to exploit her, so while his intentions are well-meaning here, El doesn't need this kind of overprotection from Mike because she already has it from Hopper, and her whole arc in season 3 is about her discovering herself outside of being defined by her relationships with others.

So when we get to season 4, and we see that Mike has created more distance in their relationship while El is sort of clinging onto it and fully investing into Mike, I think similarly to how Mike threw himself into El in s3 after being afraid he lost her in s2, El does the same thing with Mike because she thinks she lost Hopper, and so Mike becomes really her main support system. While of course she loves the Byers and Will, Jonathan, and Joyce step in to become family for her, they are not as familiar to her as Mike is, and Mike is the only person besides Hopper who has really been there for El since the beginning. She leans so heavily onto Mike and displaces a lot of her insecurities about losing her powers, losing her home, and losing her Dad into Mike's inability to say "I love you" because what El really wants and needs in season 4 is a sense of stability that she doesn't have.

So when Mike finally tries to address the problem after he finds out El has been lying to him and that she's been being bullied, he's trying to understand why she hasn't been talking to him, and instead of really talking through it, they both put the blame back on each other. El blames Mike for viewing her as a monster and for not saying I love you, and Mike deflects by saying "you know how I feel about you," making the insecurity her problem instead of something that they work through together as a couple. El can't understand why Mike can't tell her he loves her, but Mike also can't understand why El needs so badly to hear it. And so the only reassurances he gives her are about her powers because that's all she's really defined herself by for so long. He views El's hyperindependence and her need to do everything on her own as a strength in her and not as the result of insecurity and instability that it is.

El and Mike care about each other a lot, but they don't relate to one another. They don't understand one another, and they're constantly never on the same page about their relationship or what one needs from the other. That's what makes it so clear that the monologue didn't solve anything. Because neither one of them was actually hearing the other throughout the entirety of their relationship.

#milkvan #mike wheeler #el hopper #stranger things #st #byler #byler endgame #byler nation #ask #stranger things character analysis #character analysis #stranger things analysis

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starry-skies-116 · 2 years

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Self-Indulgent Headcanons for Cuphead from The Cuphead Show because I can:

This cup can fit so much neurodivergency inside of him- AuDHD comorbid. What can I say? This little dude has both ASD and ADHD combined type- if a telepath tried to read his brain, it would literally be some sort of bitcoin string combined and layered on top of each other combined with a bunch of windows errors and glitching CRT effects. Cuphead has the personality of Yoimiya, Klee and Hu Tao all combined- a pure chaos catalyst, and he himself is the harbinger.

He’s such a goofy little guy- so fun-loving and carefree and genuinely sweet- ah, but did I mention undiagnosed neurodevelopmental disorders can basically ruin someone’s life?

He secretly harbors a lot of pent up depression and shame, thinking that he has personality flaws instead of a debiliating developmental disability that makes life astronomically and instrumentally, laughably hard. Like, my guy, it’s not your fault that you have a terrible memory or lack foresight or insist on sticking to your plans and are terrible at changing them or will do literally anything to get what you want because “oh god what if it’s not there tomorrow what if this opportunity leaves.”

Cuphead is an energetic, enthusiastic go-getter who never lets an opportunity escape his sights- however, he tends to disregard small details in pursuit of his hyperfixations and goals, and always tends to act on impulsive and reckless tendencies. His dopamine starvation and overwhelming need to feel pleasure and reward through haphazardly set goals in any way, shape and form masks itself as a reckless type of greed- why do you think he gets so excited at the prospect of the Devil offering him 10 bucks to the point where he’s willing to risk his soul? When’s the last time you’re ever going to see 10 bucks? Especially during the 1930s, the time of the literal Great Depression. Can you really blame him for following such an impulse, even if he didn’t have financial prudity in mind when acting on it?

Also, look at this dude. Just LOOK at him. You can’t tell me he doesn’t give off the vibes of a transmasculine asexual who doesn’t understand gender beyond Being A Dude™.

Cuphead is aware sometimes that he can be ‘too much’ for Mugman, and this thought sends him into rumination spirals of sorts whenever he thinks about it. He genuinely loves his brother and doesn’t want him to get hurt, so he just bites his tongue and continues using his behavior as a coping mechanism to mask his guilt and anxiety (basically he secretly thinks everyone hates him- which isn’t too wrong but still, my guy, you’re that scrunkly and ilysm <3).

Genuinely, he’s so kindhearted and such a good, well-meaning kid despite his flaws, but lacking certain things and traits due to a disability and having them labeled as HIS fault takes such a toll on him without him even realizing that the guilt is present and eating him alive from the inside out in the first place. Of course, they DO bleed into his personality, but they can’t EVER be confused with a dopamine deficiency and developmental disorder occuring in the brain.

Cuphead’s safe food is hot dogs. I know y’all are going to attack me in the comments like ‘oh not all favorite foods have to be safe foods’ but have you seen the King Dice episode? That one where Cuphead basically YEETED his speech filter to oblivion because HYPERFIXATION? Broski gushed about hot dogs three times- he LOVES hot dogs and pancakes, especially with COPIOUS amounts of maple syrup. Texture good, taste good, what can he say? They’re just that GOOD.

In addition to that, his favorite foods can be anything spicy and/or deep-fried, basically some of the snacks that can be found at the snack stalls throughout the Inkwell Isles.

Also?? This cup chronically loses things due to a crippling lack of object permanence and spatial awareness. Papers? Puts it down, now they’re gone after 0.0000000001 seconds. Elder Kettle’s tire? Oh, where did it go, did it roll out the fence again even though I NEVER touched it? The out-of-sight, out-of-mind principle always applies with him and the way his mind operates, which is why he sometimes panics when Mugman or Elder Kettle moves his belongings from their original place or puts them down somewhere else because “NO NO NO DON’T DO THAT I’M NOT GONNA FIND IT LATER BECAUSE MY BRAIN WON’T LET ME RETAIN INFORMATION IN MY SHORT-TERM FOR LONGER THAN FIFTEEN SECONDS MAX NO- Guys I know this looks messy but IT’S ALL LIKE THIS FOR A REASON I SWEAR.”

Special interest? Fireworks and fire. Basically anything that’s shiny and sparkly and emanates warmth. Cuphead LOVES operating with fireworks and explosives- something about those bright flashes of light, ribbons of colors streaking across the sky and the low-frequency sounds vibrating through him alongside the boom echoing in his ears making him feel truly alive, with his heart beating so happily in his ears and him feeling it within his chest as he’s not even aware of the big smile across his face. Something about the sensation of working with fire, feeling the crackling within every pore of his being as something ignites making him SO DAMN HAPPY as that adrenaline and dopamine rush hit him. GOD he loves it so much.

In a way, this little cup reminds me strongly of Yoimiya from Genshin- an energetic, enthusiastic kid with an entrepreneurial spirit and a domineering, foolhardy personality due to a constant dopamine deficiency- the ultimate AuDHDers. Also, they’re incredibly talented pyrotechnicians and have an affinity for things associated with fire, elements of daytime and the sun. And the fact that Cuphead is a mischievous prankster like Hu Tao? Icing on the cake.

In the show and game both, Cuphead has black pie-cut pupils due to the characters being animated in a cartoonish style, but my personal headcanon is that Cuphead has brown eyes that are less saturated to the point where they appear a dark shade of charcoal grey, and Mugman has light blue eyes. They both speak in a 1930’s New York Accent, whilst Ms. Chalice has warm brown eyes and speaks in a Brooklyn accent.

#The Cuphead Show #Cuphead #Mugman #Ms. Chalice #Cuphead headcanons #neurodivergent headcanons #trans #transmasc #asexual #Genshin Impact #Yoimiya #Klee #Hu Tao

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hoodedwing · 3 years

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Inhisar

Summary: After an hour of waiting, Dick goes to hunt for Tiger who didn’t make an appearance. Tiger isn’t just fighting a migraine but something else he refuses to meet head-on with.

Characters: Tiger King of Kandahar, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd (mentions), Damian Wayne (mentions), Bruce Wayne - as Batman (mentions)

Warnings: Mentions of a knife but no blood, gore or anything.

Additional notes: 80% of the fics I see revolving Dick and Tiger are usually Tiger looking after Dick but because I’m a sucker for hurt characters who’ve been through hell and refuse to open his/her/their mouth, I swapped the roles and did something hurt/comf ish. I’m also setting up my ao3 where I’ll transfer my fics there too. Enjoy!

Word Count: 1,801words

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Dick waited at the rooftops for close to an hour already. He couldn’t shake the buzz from his body as he did a few backflips to shake the feeling off. He was supposed to meet Tiger here close to thirty minutes ago but he hadn’t shown up. It was strange of the usually punctual man who promised some vital information on Dick’s current case. The extremely resourceful man never ceased to amaze Dick although he came off rather cold sometimes.

No matter, he thinks as he shoots his grapple towards the neighboring skyscraper and swings with ease. Metal after metal building appeared in the backdrop of the neon Wayne Industries signage, a testament to Gotham’s cry of need. Dick snorts at the idea before heading over to Tiger’s small place in Gotham. His usual residence wasn’t here but Dick insisted he take one of his safehouses (to which Tiger begrudgingly agreed to). It was one of the smaller ones Tiger argued about since one man doesn't need too much space, idiot.

He nimbly sweeps down to the window and sees it’s dimly-lit, almost dark inside. Frowning at the fact that it was ajar, he pushes it and rolls in silently. He flashes out his escrima sticks, lightning blue and making the crackling sound he’s accustomed too and sneaked to the obvious occupant on the couch. He’s about to swing when he realizes-

-its Tiger.

Asleep?

Dick has to hold back laughter. His previous anxiety was ill-seated as he cheekily leans against the armrest of the sofa.

“Excuuuuse meee?”

He starts, in a fake and airy voice that’s loud but not enough to somehow wake Tiger up who just changes his position and curls deeper into the leather couch, pulling himself up in a small ball.

Dick’s eyes are up at him like a wolfhound. He knows that Tiger is indeed a very light sleeper and he should be awake right now and calling him an idiot and realize he’s the bigger idiot for missing their meeting. He lazily curls himself in a painful-looking position and waits on him.

Sensing the pressure change, Tiger suddenly opens one exhausted green eye and looks at a smiling Dick in civilian clothing. Blinking and clearing his sleep-ridden eyelids, he tosses a cushion at Dick who caught it easily.

“Idiot-”

“Don’t flatter yourself, you didn’t make to our meeting so as a friend-”

“We aren’t friends”

“-okay, okay whatever but hey I gotta make sure you didn’t die out there.”

“I’m not incapable, Agent-”

“-I’m in civvies! You can’t just Agent 37 me.”

Dick retorts, smiling widely. Tiger mutters something under his breath before swinging himself up but his vision spins before he falls back on the couch, angrily staring down at the floor. His head is pulsating again wildly. He only hears the roar of gushing blood in his ears.

Dick is still talking in the background, probably a lecture about something Tiger couldn’t care much about right now. He just needed to make sure he’s not about to kneel over and possibly embarrass himself.

“WIll you shut up for a minute?!”

He hisses, head in his hands, pressed tightly as he tries to filter out the remainder of the supposed light present. Dick is immediately silent before he asks, undisguised concern in his voice.

“Are you okay?”

“Sit down,”

Tiger tests his limbs, and slowly gets up before half-stumbling to the small attached kitchen. Dick had worry etched all over his face as he tossed his jacket onto the vacated couch before switching on the television. He knew no matter how much he insisted, Tiger never told him what was wrong.

He chose to keep to himself, quiet and only spoke when needed. Dick was the one who added life, chatter and still kicked ass alongside the man. Don’t get him wrong, Tiger was a brilliant fighter but he was too quiet, more than usual. Dick was usually good at reading people, seeing the truth in their eyes and figuring out what’s wrong before they can.

Dick cannot say the same for Tiger. He remembered when he met him for the first time. Tiger was unreadable, almost neutral and it threw him off balance. The few things he figured out was his upbringing in war-torn Afghanistan, his love for really hot qehwa and Medjool dates as well as his preference for darker colors. Belatedly, that was it. The rest of it was shut behind cold, emerald eyes almost similar to Damian’s ones. Tiger was a man with calculation, precision and silence, that much Dick knew.

Speaking of silence, it had been ten minutes since Tiger left the couch for the kitchen. Dick decides to go there anyway, at worst a pan might hit his head. He enters the sparsely furnished kitchen and the first thing he registers is a man leaning against the counter, lost in space as he absentmindedly swung a paring knife and his trigger finger constantly twitching. Tiger hadn’t worn his shemagh so Dick can see the ebony hair and slight curls .

“Yes?”

Dick is now slightly afraid of the paring knife in Tiger’s hand so he makes sure he’s a safe zone away from him. Still absentmindedly flicking the knife, Tiger looks at Dick questioningly and with deadly ease, throws the knife at a poor apple sitting on the countertop.

“You didn’t answer me back there, Tig..”

“Hm?”

Hands in his pocket, Dick tries to start a conversation but Tiger pinching his nose bridge stops him from opening his mouth. He observes his silent friend lean a little more against the cold exterior of the marble countertop as the water boiled with lazy wisps of steam trailing near the surface.

Pity washes over Dick who lowers the blinds at the kitchen window and sees some tension from Tiger dissipating.

The water is whistling, bubbles frantically escaping and Dick steps forward to switch it off. Tiger looks up and Dick can see him clearly. Exhaustion, frustration and irritation all rolled up in one impressive eyebrow raise.

“Go back, I’ll finish this. I’m sure you trust me enough to fuck this up.”

He doesn’t bother with a jibe, just heads back to the couch and loses all track of time. Face buried in the leathery couch, everything was tilted off its axis. He vaguely registers throwing a warm jacket left there off the couch before sinking into the cold surface.

A strong smell of qehwa enters the room as Dick balances both cups at a ridiculous angle. Setting them down, he feels Dick sit beside him on the carpet, cross-legged and rocking back and forth.

“Are you gonna tell me what’s wrong?”

“Minor inconveniences”

Is all he says as he buries his face deeper into the couch, blocking all light because it was making his head worse and then Dick had to come here and be an annoying prick. He woke up that morning with a dull pressure from his neck and decided to sleep it off since he had no urgent things to do, blessedly. However, he swore he did set an alarm two hours in advance before their meeting-

Oh no.

“I can give it now and you can be headed on your way.”

Dick stops rocking and narrows his eyes at the figure on the couch, wondering what Tiger meant before a slow grin starts appearing on his face.

“You can’t even walk straight to the kitchen so I’m staying. It’s like a sleepover and don't feel bad about missing our small reunion. It’s okay to feel like absolute shit sometimes.”

He helpfully suggests as he passes a cup of the hot beverage to the man whose face is still planted on the couch. Tiger points one finger at the small coffee table and shakes his head, the action making everything worse. He doesn’t understand why his stupid little... headache isn’t leaving him but he doesn’t care anymore.

Dick had been watching his actions the entire time, evaluated if his chances of dying were high and then gently but softly asked Tiger.

“Migraine? Seems pretty bad. I’ll be back.”

He gets up to hunt for some Imitrex and grabs a cold compress before turning off the lights completely on the way back to the lofty living room where Tiger had already fallen asleep in a very still position.

He has no heart to wake him up because he knows he gets only so much sleep. Gently tapping his shoulder and shaking out a tablet, he probes him again.

“Sit up, I got you some meds. It should help.”

A small groan comes from the couch and then a reluctant turnover as he faces Dick blankly, eyes squinted and Dick instantly feels terrible for waking him up.

“Tell me about one of your inane adventures.”

Tiger asks quietly from where he’s still laying with Dick hovering over him, pill in hand. Confusion momentarily graces his face before he launches into some story about a mission with Damian.

Dick is animatedly whispering about the entire thing as his unconscious hand reaches out to ruffle Tiger’s thick hair. The heavenly head scratches surprisingly comforted Tiger who leans ever so slightly to the touch. It felt nice to be treated like this for once.

Don't get sentimental.

He faintly ignores that voice and reaches out to his primary need of relief and comfort. Dick had gone on to his second story about Jason and how he loved reading. He joked about how he’d spit lines from plays and shoot with equal jest. There was a wistfulness in his tone and a small part of Tiger hated himself so much for being so soft and vulnerable and letting Dick comfort him but it felt normal and everything else considered. He’s unnerved by this unfamiliar experience and he has to get it to stop before he’s caving in and dependent.

He can’t do that.

It’s incredibly stupid and dangerous in his line of work.

What if one day he’s gone?

What would he do?

“Are you feeling any better?”

Dick asks kindly, softly smiling at Tiger who’s trying to suppress all the new emotions Dick stirred up and it somehow warmed him a little but he doesn’t show it.

“Thank..you?”

He fumbles slightly, awkward and the usual firm line on his face was replaced with one slightly curved at the ends. Dick is grinning wildly.

“Did I make the great King smile?!”

Tiger is trying to hide his face before Dick lets out an ecstatic yell.

“You’re smiling! I didn’t know your facial muscles allowed for that action!”

Another cushion was thrown at Dick who’s caught it again before sticking his tongue out at Tiger.

“Agent 37, still childish as ever.”

Tiger doesn’t mind, he really didn’t mind, even if his qehwa turned cold.

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und3rwat3r-a5tr0naut · 3 years

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What about outcodes with crush?:3

They accidentally discover their diary and is full of daily stuffs and also what they feel for skelly including alot of complimes towards then and a bit of insecurity to just tell them in fear of beginning rejected and mess their friendship

Eyyy, it’s one of those once-in-a-blue moon outcode asks! <3

Ink: It’s a well-known fact that Ink loves drama and likes to stir the pot, so when he finds your diary he’s thinking he’s going to get all the juicy secrets lol. What he wasn’t expecting, however, was for one of these secrets to include him. Specifically your feelings for him. To be honest, he really wasn’t expecting this, but he knows the insecurity in your notes would probably make him sad....*sips paint* Yeah, he should probably go talk to you about this.

Error: He really wasn't interested in the diary until he saw your name on it. He’ll look around to make sure he’s actually alone before he takes a peek. He’s....shocked. He’ll glare at the diary and put it back where he found it, but he’s not sure what to do with this information. On one hand, you like him (which is a whole other ordeal) and on the other hand, you’re insecure. He won’t confront you outright, because if he’s being honest he’s not sure how it would affect your friendship either... Errors kinda insecure too. Error doesn’t voice his insecurities about himself and his haphephobia and masks them with big talk about being the destroyer of aus, so he’s not sure how to respond to this situation. The both of you will probably end up dancing around each other awkwardly trying to avoid topic.

Fresh: Fresh just spots it and just kinda goes ‘huh...’ and pockets it for later. He’ll haphazardly scan over your thoughts and feelings once or twice and then probably forget he even had your diary. When you’ve finally given up searching for your lost diary and complain about it to him he’ll just be like, “Oh yeah. Here.” and drop it in your hands. Before you can even get a coherent word out he pats your head and tells you not to be so hard on yourself, broski. (That’s not a straight answer, Fresh-) Crush will probably be left floundering about and wondering what he meant exactly.

Dream: He really hates invading your privacy like this, but the negative feelings he’s felt come off of you whenever you write stuff down in here has him concerned. He’ll just barely skim through it before he realizes what’s going on. Oh, Crush. As if he’d ever reject you. He’ll speedily rush off to find you so you both can talk about this. You could never ruin your friendship with him! Even if he didn’t like you back he still cares deeply for you!

Nightmare: He also double-checks to make sure he’s alone before he starts nosing through your diary. He’s not gonna deny it, he’s curious about what you write in here because, like his brother, he can tell you feel upset about something. Once he reads the part where you talk about your feelings for him something in his mind clicks and now all those times you were acting weird makes sense. He’ll definitely file this information away in his mind and bring is up in a conversation later.

#undertale requests #undertale request #undertale imagines #undertale headcanons #undertale aus #undertale au #outcodes #Ink!Sans #Error!Sans #Fresh #Dream #Nightmare #'Naughts: Cloudy #'Naughts

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orange-waterfalls · 3 years

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Do any of your Googles like hugs? 👀 Hug/cuddle headcanons? 🤲🏻

GOOGLEPLIER (x4) HUG/CUDDLE HC’S!

They’re desperately touch-starved, the lot of them

word count: 950

Loves hugs the most: Oliver

He loves hugs so much

It makes him feel all warm and fuzzy

He prefers hugs to cuddles because he doesn’t have to stay in one place

He does like a good cuddle if it’s for a movie or w/e

He’s just not too patient

Hugs though? Godly

The warm, gentle touch of another being

Does the grabby hands, as one does when they want cuddles

Squeezing so tight it feels like he’ll never let go

Sways from side to side a little and will continue to hug you while you try to leave, please don’t leave.

He hugs Lee a lot when he’s allowed to.

Lee likes hugs as well, and they just kinda stand there until Google has to pry them apart

Also tries to hug Google and is promptly and forcibly shut down

Will just like. Talk while hugging.

You thought this was gonna be quiet bonding time? hell no

Not even like “sweet nothings” or some shit, no

Hour long rants. Sit tight.

“see honey bees are social bugs so that means they have a hierarchy similar to ants and termites now at the top of the hierarchy is obviously the queen, and the q-”

He just likes being as close as possible to anyone else at any given moment

Loves cuddles the most: Lee

Lee? Loving cuddles? You’re kidding.

Nope. Fucking loves cuddling

Spoiler alert: he likes being the little spoon. It makes him feel safe.

He curls up into a fetal position and just holds onto your arm

If you’re facing each other, he will stare into your eyes for literal hours

Tell him beforehand if you don’t like that.

He likes memorizing every feature of the other person’s face

Does get a bit gothy and ominous after a while

“Your eyes are a void that I cannot look away from. I am trapped, hypnotized, until you release me from my confines. I would die here if I could” “what the fuck does that mean” “your eyes are pwetty”

Is still a little shit, however, and will make fun of you if you ask to cuddle

Threaten to withhold cuddles and he might cry don’t do it

Has cuddled Oliver once or twice

His brother simply cannot, however, so he has settled for cuddling a pillow

He has cuddled Elliott once AND ONLY ONCE and has sworn never to speak of it again. he immediately told Oliver.

Will talk about little things he noticed throughout the day

His voice is very soft and calming

Will absolutely fall asleep if you let him

Also likes cuddling when he’s playing a game. It’s grounding

He just likes the closeness and prolonged intimacy of cuddling

Hates hugs the most: Google

He feels trapped and confined

And he’s been in a BOX before, don’t get him started

Claustrophobia? Him? Never. *sarcasm*

But he really doesn’t enjoy a lot of physical touch

It’s weird and warm and it feels like he’s on fire get aWAY-

He will award. One(1) handhold. Per week.

If you ever do get him to give you a hug, appreciate that shit.

It Will Not happen again any time soon

He’s shaking and overheating and shit I think his graphics card caught fire

Never speak of this to anybody

But also he might ask to do it again

He actually really likes handholding although it makes him feel wEiRd

Has held hands with Oliver while they charged because he wanted to

Elliott and Lee made fun of him so he doesn’t do it anymore

(still does it if Oliver asks)

His highest form of affection is probably just talking?

He doesn’t do it a lot since he is a firm believer that he is going to answer questions and destroy mankind and that is IT

but if he starts talking about a weird bug he saw?

broski u hit the JACKPOT my mans is in love with you

well not,,,, IN LOVE necessarily. not even necessarily love

he. greatly appreciates. your presence. that’s all you get

Hates cuddles the most: Elliott

here’s the thing though dhgfyueg

he SAYS he hates cuddles?

but he’s just an emo and refuses to acknowledge his feelings

a thing? that isn’t games? brings him joy? fucking gross get it away.

has once or twice cried into a pillow

by which I mean once a week hwsgfre

it’s just Too Much, honestly

it’s just physical touch fucking EVERYWHERE it’s UNCOMFY

It makes him feel bad and tingly and he doesn’t like it

he sees two characters hold hands in a game and starts blushing

scANDELOUs oh my goodness oh no oh gosh

what’s his poison in terms of affection? kith

or like anything having to do with his hair/face

give him a good kiss on the forehead and he will collapse

Lee once kissed him on top of his head as a joke and he started sobbing

“nOthing i’m fIne”

he also likes being petted. a LOT

He once let Lee brush his hair. He started crying, yes. But Lee just kept going and pet his hair a little bit afterward to make him feel better

This is the same Lee that once called him a stupid little bitch boy when he died one too many times in Fallout 3

He likes his face being touched? For some reason?

Like just in little ways. a boop on the nose, a faux-slap on the cheek, etc.

He feels kinda stupid for it

If someone were to, say, hold his face in their hands he might propose on the goddamn SPOT

Let him lay in your lap and play with his hAIR, GODDAMMIT

he likes feeling cared for

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ep1cg33k · 3 years

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The AUs (+Dream and Nightmare) Start a Chat Group

Introduction: Alright, I had a random idea, that amused me. What if these dorks started a chat group. Fair warning, this is coming off of G33kVerse, and will potentially contain spoilers for "Literary Nightmare", and "G33kTale". (Yes, I have finally decided that Literary Nightmare is a part of the multiverse of G33kTale.) Now, to the spoilers: Nightmare has been uncorrupted. Ink isn't there because he is dead. (No, I will not tell you how he died.) G33k has met them. (No, I will not say how, all you need to know is that they meet them.) You have been fully informed, now. So...

Onward to the chat group!

The actual thing itself:

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25 has joined the chat.

Angy Octopus has joined the chat.

G33k has joined the chat.

WalkingWindowsVista has joined the chat.

WalkingWindowsVista: Who named me that?!

Angy Octopus: Not me.

G33k: Lol.

WalkingWindowsVista: G33k!!!

Angy Octopus: You're only supposed to put one exclamation point. Like this: G33k, it's rude to take people's phones, and do things like that! See?

WalkingWindowsVista: 🙄

Angy Octopus: Rude.

G33k: It wasn't me, I just thought it was funny.

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: I THINK I KNOW WHO DID IT.

WalkingWindowsVista: Who?

Angy Octopus: Blue, your caps lock is on.

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: I KNOW, IT'S STUCK.

G33k: How? Didn't you just get a new phone?

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: YES. I'M STARTING TO THINK I'M CURSED. 😢

WalkingWindowsVista: Answer me, berry!

Angy Octopus: I don't think you're cursed. Maybe you just have a habit of accidentally turning it on.

G33k: Makes sense.

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: HOW, THOUGH? I DON'T HOLD THE SHIFT BUTTON THAT LONG.

Angy Octopus: Oh, you turn caps on by holding "Shift"?

G33k: Yeah...?

WalkingWindowsVista: TELL ME WHO CHANGED MY NAME!!!

Angy Octopus: OH, COOL! Now if only I could figure out emojis. :(

G33k: You could get Dream to help you.

Angy Octopus: He's busy helping one of the AUs.

G33k: Oh.

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: IF YOU COME TO UNDERSWAP, I COULD HELP YOU! 😁

Angy Octopus: No, it's alright, I can wait on Dream. And while I wait on him, I can figure out some of these things on my own. :)

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: IF YOU SAY SO.

oglzy🦴 has joined the chat.

oglzy🦴: sup

G33k: Hello, Classic.

WalkingWindowsVista: WILL SOMEONE PLS TELL ME WHO CHANGED MY NAME!!!!!!!!!

oglzy🦴: wut's the vista's malfunction

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: OH RIGHT, I WAS GOING TO TELL HIM WHO I THINK CHANGED HIS NAME!

WalkingWindowsVista: About time!

G33k: Aren't Windows Vistas always malfunctioning? 🤨

oglazy🦴: lol

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: I THINK FRESH CHANGED IT. HE'S ALWAYS MESSING WITH YOU, AND IT CERTAINLY WASN'T INK, AS HE...

Angy Octopus: How about we talk about something else?

WalkingWindowsVista: Of course it was Fresh. Why can't that parasite leave me alone?!

Angy Octopus left the chat.

G33k: Why did Nightmare leave?

oglazy🦴: prob hit the wrong button

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: I'LL INVITE HIM BACK TO THE CHAT GROUP. 😅

Angy Octopus has joined the chat.

Angy Octopus: Wrong button.

oglazy🦴: called it

Angy Octopus: But, in the process I did find the emoji board! 😄

G33k: 👍

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: NOCE.

WalkingWindowsVista: Nice*

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: THAT'S WHAT I MEANT, I JUST HIT ENTER TOO SOON.

oglzy🦴: oof

G33k: Mood.

Angy Octopus: All of you are making me feel old.

oglzy🦴: aren't u over 500

Angy Octopus: Maybe.

WalkingWindowsVista: Hey, noot, I found the perfect emojis for you! 🐙👴

Angy Octopus: 😒

oglzy🦴: lol

G33k: Be nice.

Angy Octopus: What does "lol" mean?

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: IT MEANS "LAUGH OUT LOUD".

WalkingWindowsVista: What the berry said.

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: PLEASE STOP CALLING ME "BERRY". IT'S ANNOYING.

WalkingWindowsVista: Ok, berry.

Angy Octopus: This chat group was a terrible idea.

G33k: I couldn't agree more.

NeighbrohoodSkelepal has joined the chat.

G33k: I stand corrected.

NeighbrohoodSkelepal: Sup, broskis?

WalkingWindowsVista: End me. Please just end me.

NeighbrohoodSkelepal has left the chat.

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: THERE. I KICKED HIM OUT. SERIOUSLY, HOW DID HE EVEN GET IN WITHOUT ME INVITING HIM?

Angy Octopus: Don't ask me, I don't even know how to turn down the brightness on this frustratingly difficult to use piece of technology.

G33k: Don't feel bad. For a long time, I couldn't figure out how to make a screenshot.

oglzy🦴: srsly kid

G33k: Yep.

Angy Octopus: Seriously, kid?*

oglzy🦴: wut's wrong with how i'm typing

Angy Octopus: It's a little annoying to me.

WalkingWindowsVista: Says the one who has "Angy" in their name.

Angy Octopus: I didn't name myself this.

WalkingWindowsVista: Then who did?

Angy Octopus: Cross did.

G33k: 😑

G33k: Of course.

Gold Harted Been has joined the chat.

Gold Harted Been: Hello.

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: HELLO, DREAM.

Angy Octopus: Dream, your name is spelled wrong.

Gold Harted Been: I know. I meant to fix it, but I've been too busy.

G33k: That name does seem fitting, though.

WalkingWindowsVista: It would be more fitting if it were "Gold Hearted Nuisance".

oglzy🦴: do u have anything that's not rude to say

WalkingWindowsVista: Nope.

Angy Octopus: Can you please refrain from throwing insults at my brother? At least he hasn't been a pile of salt the whole time he's been here, and does something other than sit around in a blank space watching a soap opera AU.

G33k: Oh dang!

oglzy🦴: 10 points to the noot lord

WalkingWindowsVista: Nerd.

Angy Octopus: Vexatious insect.

Gold Harted Been: Please stop fighting.

WalkingWindowsVista: I would've loved to see you still being controlled by that parasitic creature.

Angy Octopus: Fresh is going to get you one of these days, and I'm going to laugh.

WalkingWindowsVista: You and your corrupted self aren't that different.

Angy Octopus: What's that supposed to mean?!

G33k: Error, stop!

WalkingWindowsVista: You're both evil and only want to see others suffer.

Gold Harted Been: Nightmare, don't listen to him.

oglzy🦴: Error, that was uncalled for!

WalkingWindowsVista: Well, it's true. Only someone who's really evil would wish Fresh upon someone, or laugh if they got nabbed by him.

Gold Harted Been: You started it!

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: DREAM'S RIGHT. YOU STARTED THE FIGHT BY BEING A JERK TO DREAM, AND HE WAS JUST TRYING TO STAND UP FOR HIM. WHEN PEOPLE ARE MAD THEY SAY THINGS THEY DON'T MEAN. HONESTLY, THE ONLY EVIL ONE WHO'S LIKELY TO BE EVIL HERE IS YOU. YOU DESTROY WORLDS. WHAT HAS NIGHTMARE DONE?

WalkingWindowsVista: He makes people miserable.

Gold Harted Been: No he doesn't! That's just his

Gold Harted Been: I forgot how to spell it.

G33k: Aura?

Gold Harted Been: I think so.

Angy Octopus: Dream, it's fine. There's no need to stand up for me. After all, he's probably right. I'm just going to leave the chat.

Angy Octopus has left the chat.

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: GREAT, NOW SEE WHAT YOU DID?!

WalkingWindowsVista: Yup, and I feel no guilt for it. 😎

G33k: Lol, that emoji kinda resembles Fresh.

WalkingWindowsVista: Great... Now I have another thing that parasite has ruined.

oglzy🦴: u do realize wat u might've just done right

WalkingWindowsVista: Upset Nightmare? He'll get over it.

Gold Harted Been: It's not hard for him to get re... Um... Help, I don't know how to spell that.

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: RE-CORRUPTED.

Gold Harted Been: Thank you, Blue.

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: ANYTIME, FRIEND.

WalkingWindowsVista: I doubt the situation will get that bad.

G33k: You literally did exactly what caused him to get corrupted before.

Gold Harted Been: You know about that?

G33k: Yeah, he told me.

oglzy🦴: well they do talk to each other a lot

Gold Harted Been: True.

WalkingWindowsVista: I still don't think he's going to get corrupted. You got rid of it, right? And he would have to eat more of those weird apples, right?

Gold Harted Been: No.

WalkingWindowsVista: You didn't change him back?

Gold Harted Been: No. He got free on his own.

WalkingWindowsVista: I guess that explains why he could get changed back.

oglzy🦴: energy cannot be destroyed, it can only be changed or transported. so, even if dream had managed to change him back, it likely would've just suppressed the corruption.

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: WHAT CLASSIC SAID.

Gold Harted Been: And you say that you're lazy.

oglzy🦴: i'm

MAGNIFICENTSKELTON25: I am*

oglzy🦴: idc

G33k: That doesn't seem very lazy, to me.

oglzy🦴: being lzy doesn't mean i'm not a dork

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: YOU STILL TYPED A LOT.

oglzy🦴: who said i typed anything 😏

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: AND HERE I THOUGHT THERE MIGHT'VE BEEN HOPE FOR YOU. 😒

G33k: Lol.

Gold Harted Been: I'm going to go check on Nightmare. If I don't say anything for 7 hours, I'm likely a statue.

MAGNFICENTSKELETON25: BE CAREFUL.

G33k: Yes, please do. Being turned into a statue doesn't sound very pleasant.

oglzy🦴: sounds great to me u don't have to do anything

WalkingWindowsVista: You literally CAN'T do anything.

Stabstabstabstabstab has joined the chat.

oglzy🦴: yep that's the point

Stabstabstabstabstab: Point? 🔪🙂

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: WRONG KIND OF POINT, KILLER.

G33k: 😐

Stabstabstabstabstab: Is Cross here?

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: Why?

Stabstabstabstabstab: No reason.

oglzy🦴: wut's killer doing in the chat

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: I INVITED HIM.

oglzy🦴: y

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: WHY NOT?

oglzy🦴: he's crazy

Stabstabstabstabstab: He's right.

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: HE'S LITERALLY JUST YOU FROM ANOTHER TIMELINE.

WalkingWindowsVista: And you guys were getting onto me for being rude. 🙃 How hypocritical.

G33k: Pu tuhs.

WalkingWindowsVista: ???

G33k: 🙂

WalkingWindowsVista:???

G33k: ...

G33k: What?

WalkingWindowsVista: Did you really just spell "shut up" backwards?

oglzy🦴: i think they did

WalkingWindowsVista: Why?

G33k: To confuse you because I'm bored.

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: GREAT GOOGALY MOOGALY THIS HAS ALL GONE TO SHOE!!!

oglzy🦴: pls tell me u did said "shoe" on purpose

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: I WISH I DID.

WalkingWindowsVista: It couldn't have been Fresh, right? He left.

G33k: Yeah, and it would've said it if he rejoined.

Stabstabstabstabstab: It wasn't me.

NeighbrohoodSkelepal: I'm back, mah rad brotato pals! Ya didn't think I'd go that easily, did ya?

WalkingWindowsVista: I'm outta here!

oglzy🦴: i second that

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: I FORGOT I HAVE TO MAKE DINNER, SO ME THREE!

G33k: Nope, not staying, either.

WalkingWindowsVista has left the chat.

oglzy🦴 has left the chat.

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25 has left the chat.

G33k has left the chat.

Stabstabstabstabstab has left the chat.

NeighbrohoodSkelepal: Brah, dats cold, I was just gonna hang out with ya.

Le Description-

This was fun. When the AUs make a chat group, what could possibly go wrong? I'll tell you what: Everything. Everything could go wrong. Yes, this was supposed to be Blue's idea. Classic doesn't care about grammar, Dream can't spell, Nightmare doesn't know how to use anything, G33k is just there. Why did Killer want to know Cross's location? Who knows. This is Killer, he unpredictable. And poor Nightmare, he can't get a moment's peace. Error better be sorry for that. Now, to the credits! Undertale is owned by: Toby Fox Ink is owned by: Myebi/Comyet Error and Fresh are owned by: TheCrayonQueen/loverofpiggies Killer is owned by: rahafwabas/rahofy-stetch Dreamtale is owned by: JokuDream/jokublog Cross is owned by: JakeiArtwork/jakei95 Underswap is owned by: The AU Community (originally popcornpr1nce) G33kTale and G33kVerse are owned by: Me Feel free to do fanart if you want. Just, send a link, or something. I'd love to see it!

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angelthebedsheet · 4 years

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“lip gloss kiss marks”

a/n: im making another oneshot so thank you to my broski jay ❤️

rengoku x genderneutral! black! reader

contains kissing, slapping kyo’s ass bc why not, kyo is technically up at an ungodly hour, reader doesn’t like the outside world, reader is a kyojuro ass enthusiast

modern au. f l u f f and some crack bc i cant resist

lets get it

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You lazily leaned against the doorway with your arms crossed. You watched Kyojuro put on his white button, admiring how his back muscles moved as he adjusted his shirt. “I can feel your stares burning into my back, my love.” Kyojuro said with a slight chuckle as he looked at you in the mirror. You smiled. “What can I say? I’m simply a sucker for my husband’s muscles. Sue me.” You commented earning a hearty laugh from him. You lovingly watched as his eyes crinkled as his shoulders slightly shook. “Ah. You never fail to surprise me. Casanova in the sheets and a shy lil thing in the streets.” He said as he finished buttoning up his shirt. “It’s called me hating the outside world.” You sang while doing jazz hands.

“My brother is in the outside world.” He sang. “Shut up. Senjuro is my baby and I love him. Baby doesn’t count. I mean strangers and other shit like that.” You said, scrunching your nose. He hummed as he tucked his shirt into his pants. Your eyes trailed down his back to his snatched waist then to the main prize. That ass. Your man had a whole junk in the truck. Shawty was thick. You gotta tap that. You quickly shuffled forward and winded your hand back. You slapped it. He gasped and quickly held his bottom. He looked back at you with a bewildered expression and pink cheeks. “I touched the butt.” You said as you stared at your hand. “Y-Y/N! You can’t just do that!” He exclaimed. “Oh yeah? Who’s stopping me? There ain’t no law stoppin’ me from slapping the absolute dog shit out of my husband’s ass. You can’t just wear those slacks with that glorious ass and expect me not to pounce like a cat. Nu uh sir. You walk into a room and that ass walks in 5 minutes later.” You said passionately as you poked your finger into his chest. He huffed out a laugh as he glanced at your plump glossy lips. He could smell the coconut scent and he already wanted to kiss it all away.

“I walk into a room and my butt walks in 5 minutes later?” He questioned as he gently swatted your finger again. “That. shit. is. phat. It fuckin’ jiggles for fuck’s sake, Kyo! It’s mandatory! Let me get my daily dose!” You reached behind him and lightly patted his butt. He swatted your hand away. “Stop it, Y/N! I have to get ready for work.” He whined. “Need I remind you it’s only like what 5 am and you have a whole hour and a half before you even have to clock in?” You said as you adjusted your bonnet. “The early bird gets the worm! It always sets a nice example to be early and prepared for work!” He chirped before putting on his watch. “Sure, but there’s a thing called being too early which you’re doing right now. I don’t get why we couldn’t cuddle for just a few more minutes, sunflower. The bed is so warm and comfy while outside isn’t as warm and comfy.” You whined as you wrapped your arms around his waist. He chuckled and wrapped his arm around you. He cupped your face and used his thumb to gently carress your s/c cheek. “Becauseeee my sun, a few more minutes for you means hours. But, don’t worry! I’ll be coming home at a reasonable hour! So after work you’ll have me and my cuddles all to yourself.” He said as he pressed a kiss to your bonnet. He scrunched his nose and gently moved the elastic band of your bonnet back to kiss your forehead.

You hummed. “Still doesn’t make it better. Kyo I think I’ll die without my proper amount of cuddles and affection.” You said dramatically as you made your best puppy eyes. Kyojuro could feel his resistance breaking as he looked at your big bright eyes that he never failed to get lost in. “I’m sorry, my sun! But I can’t stay as much as I’d like to. You also have to start your day fully as well.” He mumbled. You cursed under your breath. “Fineee I won’t ask anymore.” You looked away and grumbled, very unhappy with the fact your puppy eyes didn’t break him like they did on multiple occasions. He nodded and tilted your face back to him. He looked down at your glossy lips and then back up to your eyes. You smiled gently and nodded, giving him permission to let his own gently meet yours, not caring if your lip gloss rubbed off onto his own.

He smiled against your lips as he continued to press short kisses against your own, moving his arms to fully trap you in a hug. You felt yourself lean back slightly due to the repeated kisses (not that you hated it. No no, it was quite the opposite. Kyojuro’s kisses honestly felt like a drug as his regular scent of cinnamon and vanilla filled your senses.) pressed onto you. He hummed as he pulled away. He glanced at your lips and stared in disbelief. “It... It didn’t rub off that much.” He said, surprised at the durability of your lipgloss. Usually, by the time he was done your lips would be ridden of any balm, gloss or lipstick you wore. But this right here? Props. It was actually Kyojuro proof. “Mhm. I’m wearing a thicker one so I don’t have to keep reapplying after you basically eat my lips off each time. Keeps em soft too.” You mumbled as you looked at his glossy lips. “Smart move, my sun.” He said, letting you go. You slightly groaned at the lost of his warmth. (I mean seriously this man was like a human heater why would you let go?)

After he was finally able to finish putting on his clothes and eating with you, he grabbed his knapsack from the couch. You watched as he adjusted the strap on the bag before slipping his shoes on. As he stood up, you fixed his tie. He smiled at you. “I have to go now, my sun.” He said as he cupped your face with both hands. He pressed a kiss to your plump lips and pulled away. You whined, making him press a couple more kisses. “I love you. Remember to call me if you need anything.” He said as he let you go. You nodded as you watched him turn to unlock the door. You held the door for him as he stepped out. You suddenly got an idea. You smirked as you quickly grabbed the back of his collar, pulling him back. He gasped as you twirled him around, grabbing his tie. “Stay for just a little longer? I don’t think I got my daily dose of your kisses.” You said with a devilish innocent smile. You watched as his cheeks reddened.

“Y-You’re evil.” He mumbled as you pulled him back into the house, closing the door behind him. “But you married me.” You cooed, satisfied he was under your spell. “But I married you.” He whispered as you pulled him to kiss you by his tie. Yeah no, he wasn’t going to come in to work by the time he wanted to leave with your stunt you just pulled. He kissed you back, shrugging off his knapsack. With a light thud, his knapsack fell onto the floor. You wrapped your arms around his neck. He kicked his shoes off and quickly lifted you up by your thighs. You squealed as he walked to the kitchen and set you on the island. “I have to go now, my sun.” You mocked once you pulled away from your liplock. He chuckled slightly. “You’re just a little too intoxicating. You little manipulator.” He joked. “Can’t hate the player, hate the game, sunflower.” You said as you pressed kisses all over his face. “Can you call in late today? Just this once?” You asked as you gave your best puppy eyes with a pout.

Damn you and your puppy eyes. He groaned as he pulled his phone out and sent a quick text before gently tossing it on the counter. “The things I do for you.” He leaned forward to get a deeper kiss in. You pulled him closer.

Kyojuro ended up coming into work slightly late with some glossy kisses marks on his pink cheeks.... He was clowned by Sanemi and Shinobu.

#demon slayer rengoku #rengoku kyoujurou #kny rengoku #rengoku kyojuro x reader #x black reader #x gender neutral reader #sanemi and shinobu are bros that tag game clown ppl lmao #rengoku is a sucker for you #yall got that magic spell over kyo #kimetsu academy au

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derireo · 4 years

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a threat to the community! ↦ itaru, tasuku, tsumugi, izumi

what’s wrong with liking boobs and showing interest in your friend’s brother and the other friend’s sister? izumi clearly doesn’t know.

it feels like it’s three against one, and tasuku doesn’t know how much more of this slander and nonsense he can take.

maybe he should just kill one of them.

「 3k words 」

cw: vulgarity, swearing, name-calling, crack treated seriously, a little ooc.

"Do you ever just wish you had a girlfriend with a huge pair of bazoingers." Itaru said one fine evening.

It wasn't even a question, but it had Izumi automatically nodding along to whatever nonsense the man was spouting.

"All the time." She muttered under her breath beside Tsumugi who was forced to pause in marking Taichi and Tenma's practice quiz.

...What.

"Do you ever wish you would just shut the fuck up." Tasuku hissed in annoyance, looking over his script to send a glare to Itaru who was tapping away at his phone.

Itaru rolled his eyes and repeatedly snapped his fingers in Izumi's direction, the woman looking up from the page she was helping Tsumugi mark. "You get me, right?"

The woman nodded and tapped her red pen against the coffee table, leaning to the side to rest her body weight against Tsumugi. "Hell yeah, brother."

Itaru switched his gaze to their blue haired friend and pointed at Tsumugi next, eyebrows raised.

"And you, my good friend."

The part-time tutor swallowed and rubbed the back of his neck, taking a sheepish glance Izumi's way with a little smile. "Uh. I guess?"

Itaru squinted at Tasuku after receiving the answer he was hoping for and smiled, his shoulders doing a little dance when the violet-eyed man groaned. "Tasuku just doesn't know how to appreciate women."

"Dude." Tasuku gritted, dropping his script. The man didn't want to feed into whatever bullshit Itaru wanted to start tonight, but he wasn't going to let the guy slander him like that. How dare he.

"It's true." Izumi said and reached out for the snack bowl that was on Tsumugi's side of the table. She snatched a chip and shoved it into her mouth.

"We were jogging through the park once and I asked him if he thought the girl we were about to run past was cute." Her voice was muffled by the food and it elicited a disgusted reaction from Tasuku while Tsumugi could only sigh.

The snack bowl was meant to be a reward for later.

Itaru was the only one listening. "Okay, and? What did he say?"

Izumi spared Tasuku a glance over Tsumugi's shoulder and blew a raspberry, shaking her head. "He said no."

Itaru snarled. "How could you."

"Wha— come on." Tasuku threw his head back with a deep sigh much to the amusement of his childhood friends. "It was a genuine answer."

"Dude. All girls are cute." Izumi stated as a matter of fact, gently patting Tsumugi's arm. "Right, Tsoogs?"

The man nodded, not willing to get harped on by both Itaru and Izumi who seemed to be looking for a fight tonight. "...Right."

"See?" Izumi and Itaru gave Tasuku a pointed stare. "You're the odd one out."

"Not all girls are cute." Tasuku frowned, pointing an accusing finger at Izumi. "Take a look at yourself if you need an example."

Both Izumi and Itaru gasped, scandalized.

Wow. Just wow! Tasuku really had a pair of balls to be saying that to Izumi. Such blasphemy was not to be taken lightly!

Itaru and Izumi were going to burn him at the stake.

Sitting up from his position on the couch, Itaru threw one of his cushions at Tasuku who caught the pillow with ease. Damn.

"You are so rude, you cheeky piece of shit." Izumi playfully cried as Tsumugi held her back from standing up to throw a punch at Tasuku who was sticking his tongue out.

Bleh bleh.

"Izumi's kind of cute at best." Tasuku continued, eliciting an agonized sob from Izumi who was now burying her face into Tsumugi's neck. Oh, the pain was unbearable. How could her buddy do this to her?

"How did our conversation about boobs end with someone crying..." Tsumugi sighed under his breath and pulled the girl closer to him, resuming his marking so that he wouldn't have to finish it later tonight.

Itaru crossed his arms huffily. "On a good day I'd agree with you Tasuku, but we are talking about Izumi here, you beefy fuck." The blond choked dramatically and glared at Tasuku who was rubbing his face.

"You better apologize to our Queen." He sniffled.

Tasuku cringed. "Queen?"

"Duh. Who else is most fitting to take responsibility?" Itaru rolled his eyes and made a grabby hand motion at Tsumugi. The oldest member of their group grabbed a candy from the bowl and tossed it.

"Uh, me? You fuck." The disbelief was apparent in Tasuku's eyes but Itaru ignored it.

"Oh, sure." Izumi scoffed. "Who's the one who has to deal with all the hearts you've broken?"

"Wow." Itaru chuckled through his candy. "So Tasuku is just a straight up ladykiller? As in, he literally kills people."

"For Chrissake— just shut up." Tasuku groaned, throwing the blond's cushion back at his face.

"I'm pretty sure I had to spend the night in jail once due to your drunken actions." Izumi wagged her finger and harrumphed.

"No." Tsumugi frowned and held the accusing finger that was pointed in Tasuku's direction, pushing it back down onto Izumi's lap. "Tasuku still got jailed for destruction of public property. You got jailed for assault."

Itaru piped up after tossing away the pillow that was so rudely thrown in his direction. "That happened in high school, though."

"I'm pretty sure I was acting in self-defense." Izumi frowned, crossing her arms as she remembered the unfair treatment she was given compared to the person she had punched. "Spitting on someone is considered assault. I was only protecting my pretty face."

"Ooh, Izumi using her basic Law 12 knowledge. Impressive." Itaru whistled, snapping his fingers as to applaud his friend for using her rarely flaunted intellect.

Izumi winked playfully and twirled a strand of hair around her finger, pantomiming that there was chewing gum in her mouth. "84% and never studied, baby."

Tsumugi's gaze scanned the woman's figure with a curled lip; a frown. "But if you studied, you could've gotten an A." His tone was scolding and it made Izumi pout. The woman cuddled into Tsumugi's side to appease him.

Itaru threw his candy wrapper at the tutor. "Hey, as long as she can keep us from fucking up in front of the cops, grades don't matter."

"A-fuckin'-men, broski." Both Itaru and Izumi sent each other a pair of finger guns and winked.

"You're fucked if you think Izumi's gonna keep you from getting incarcerated." Tasuku rolled his eyes. Seriously, was no one seeing the problem here?

Izumi had absolutely no compassion for their friend group. If she could, she'd probably watch Itaru and Tasuku get put in handcuffs. And if she could, she'd probably put Tsumugi in handcuffs.

This girl was off her shits.

"The Izumi slander is off the charts today." Itaru wolf-whistled. "You better shut your mouth, Tasuku, or else karma is gonna bite you in the ass."

"Yeah or else I'm gonna fuck your brother." Izumi threatened, completely derailing the conversation.

Tasuku froze. "What the hell."

"Fuyuki always looks like he's Down To F Izumi so she's probably not even kidding." Itaru pursed his lips, sending Izumi a thumbs up. Tsumugi couldn't protest, because it was probably true.

Izumi simpered. "I'm gonna be your sister-in-law."

"Oh my God." Tasuku cried.

"And hey, don't think your sister is automatically safe from me either, Chigasaki." Izumi's eyes caught Itaru's and the man pressed his lips into a thin line.

"Isn't his sister married?" Tsumugi frowned. He didn't have a problem with same-sex relationships but he was going to have to draw the line at homewrecking.

Luckily enough, Izumi had the same set of morals so the question made her freeze.

She jutted her chin at Itaru. "Is she married?" Izumi asked.

Itaru shrugged. "Dunno."

Izumi clicked her tongue. "Damn. I'll text and ask her later."

"Can't you just get with someone your own age?" Tasuku complained. He was not going to let Izumi near his brother. Absolutely not! Wasn't it a little weird going after your friend's siblings? Gee!

Izumi's lips curled into a frown after the question was asked. "And end up with someone like you guys?" Her tone was full of disdain, but she quickly kissed Tsumugi's cheek to let him know that she wasn't talking about him specifically.

Izumi gagged. "I'd rather kermit."

"That's reasonable." Itaru nodded. "I am quite the disaster of a sentient life form."

"Can you speak normally? And hey." Tasuku jabbed a finger in Izumi's direction. "It's not like I'd want to date someone like you either!"

Tsumugi fell back against the couch, rubbing his face as Izumi huffed and fell back with him, their knees hitting the edge of the coffee table.

"Can you guys please just make up and kiss already." The blue-haired man sobbed in exasperation.

Izumi shook her head and glared at nothing. "Sorry, Tsoogs. The only Takato I'm kissing is Fuyuki and it's gonna happen after we recite our vows at the wedding."

Tasuku threw his hands up in the air. "What wedding? And why does that piss me off?"

"'Cause you're jealous." Izumi poked her tongue out.

Tasuku growled. "Am not."

With a devilish grin, Izumi curled her arm around Tsumugi's shoulder and leaned over the man's lap to slap Tasuku's thigh. "Dude, if you want a nice smooch from me, all you gotta do is ask."

"Oho." Itaru's voice was monotone, but Tsumugi saw the way his eyebrow twitched. "If I ask nicely can I get a smooch too?"

Izumi turned her head and pretended to barf. "No. Maybe in your office suit, but like that?" The woman scoffed, eyes scrutinizing the grease stains on Itaru's shirt. "No fuckin' way."

"You're mean." Itaru frowned. "So you'd still kiss Tsumugi even though he dresses like that?"

The blond pointed at Tsumugi's usual attire and made a gagging noise. Not that there was really a problem with his outfit, but it was just so.... boring.

(Itaru opted to ignore the fact that Izumi was matching with him.)

Noah fence, Itaru mused to himself.

Tsumugi poked his tongue out at the gamer.

"Yeah? He's got a cute face and he always came to my sporting events back in HS." Izumi huffed, cradling the side of Tsumugi's face to squish their cheeks together, affectionately melting into his side. "Unlike you guys, Tsumugi was very supportive of me."

"Yeah." Tasuku rolled his eyes. "Supportive of your nonexistent athletic career."

"Okay, listen here 'hot stuff'—" Izumi grouched and slapped Tasuku's ankle. "I was scouted for the national team just like you."

Not even ten seconds in and Itaru was already tired from hearing them talk about athletics.

"Can we please stop talking about sports. Both of you didn't accept the offer anyway." Itaru cried dramatically and let his phone fall from his hand, slouching in his seat.

"Worst mistake of my life." Izumi sighed. "I've lost the chance to become a ladykiller."

"You say that as if girls would be attracted to you." Tasuku scoffed much to the annoyance of Izumi.

"I've had more girlfriends than you've had sex." The woman griped.

"Tasuku's a virgin, though." Itaru piped up, ignorant. No one seemed to be surprised at the fact that Izumi has had girlfriends before which was a little underwhelming.

Save for Tsumugi who was pouting.

"Exactly." Izumi picked a few candies from the bowl and threw them at the gamer while everyone ignored Tasuku's protest to the previous statements.

"How come we've never heard of you having any girlfriends?" Tsumugi frowned at Izumi and pat her knee, teasingly wiggling his shoulders as if he was a child throwing a tantrum.

The woman laughed and ruffled Tsumugi's hair. "You bastards would've complained had you known I always cancelled our plans for a girl."

"Well, did they have big boobs? If so, then it's fi—" Itaru was justifying Izumi's reason for always standing them up, only to have Tasuku remove his own indoor slipper from his foot to vault it at Itaru's chest.

"Ouch. </3" He pouted.

"Stop with the damn boobs. Izumi probably likes thick thighs." Tasuku frowned much to the amusement of Tsumugi and Izumi.

"Sounds more like a personal preference of yours." Itaru shot back while the pair sitting on the floor faced each other and sighed.

"Men." Izumi rolled her eyes so hard her head started to hurt. "Right, Tsumu?"

She scrunched her nose at the tutor who she was still holding onto and he responded with a nose scrunch of his own. "Right." He agreed confidently this time.

"Aw, I always knew you were an ally." Izumi cooed. "Kithes for you." She said and pressed her lips to his cheek before standing up from the floor, raising her arms above her head to stretch.

Itaru made grabby hands. "I want kithes."

The cutesy act made Izumi gag, and she shook her head. "No way. You've got your own army of wives to ask."

"Aw." Itaru clicked his tongue. "But they aren't as cute as you are." He supplicated.

"Ooh. Touché." The director whistled a pleased tune and waved at Itaru to come over. "You got me. Get over here."

The way Itaru had scrambled off the couch to trot over towards Izumi made the director laugh, and she willingly opened up her arms for Itaru to sink into her embrace.

"Ugh. Warm. Like soup." Itaru sighed. The comparison made Izumi make a noise of disgust.

"Okay, off you get." She groaned and forcefully pushed Itaru away. "I'm not kissing you anymore."

Brushing away the imaginary crumbs Itaru had dropped on her, Izumi turned her body in the direction of Tasuku, who was casually lounging on the sofa. She ignored Itaru's childish cry.

"As for you," she pointed a finger at the meathead. "score me a date with your brother and then maybe I'll give you the privilege to hug me."

Tasuku bristled.

"I am not letting you anywhere near Fuyuki." He squinted. "And I don't even like hugging you."

The whole trio in front of Tasuku scoffed, leaving him puzzled. "What's up with the reaction."

Tsumugi began to collect his unfinished quizzes, putting away his pens and answer sheet with a shake of his head. "Nothing. You're just a really pathetic liar."

"What."

Itaru grinned and trotted towards Tasuku, flopping onto the man's legs with a relaxed sigh.

"You're the lucky bastard who always gets spoiled by Izumi, ya big dumb of straight up ass. I'd punch you right now for being so ungrateful." The blond threatened.

"Aw, I never knew I picked favourites." Izumi frowned, squatting beside Tsumugi who was still cleaning up. "Tsumugi's my new number one."

The man mentioned smiled gratefully and blew a kiss at Izumi who grabbed the invisible thing and shoved it into her pocket.

Tasuku readjusted his legs underneath Itaru to properly distribute his weight. Ugh. He hated when they sat on his legs like this.

"Stop acting all lovey dovey. You two aren't even dating." The grouchy Winter Troupe member grumbled to which Itaru punched at his thigh.

"He's jealous! He wants in on the action." Itaru jested while Tasuku shot up to grab the blond by the front of his greasy shirt. "Oh God, I'm gonna die— IZUMI!" Itaru shrieked, in the middle of being violently shaken by Tasuku.

The director sighed at the commotion, sending a pout Tsumugi's way as the tutor shrugged his shoulders and gave her knee a comforting pat.

"I swear." She muttered under her breath. She stood back up to her full height and turned towards the pair on the sofa, eyes flaring with aggravated heat.

Izumi snatched the front of Tasuku's shirt just like what he did with Itaru and ripped him away from the blond with a wide eyed stare, startling the man out of his gentle bullying.

"You." She removed a hand from his shirt to tap his nose, smile fake as Tasuku blinked and stared at the canine tooth that was snarling at him. "Are being really bratty."

Finally being released from the clutches of the Devil himself, Itaru scrambled off the sofa to huddle against Tsumugi. He started to playfully cry just like Izumi did a little while ago and buried his face in Tsumugi's neck.

"I'm gonna beat your ass if you don't cool it by dinner tonight." She hissed, tightening her grip on Tasuku's shirt to pull him forward. Juuust until their noses were touching. "Got it, baby boy?"

She smiled just a little after uttering the nickname, but Tasuku huffed.

He lightly pressed his palms against her stomach to push her away, snarling. "I'm older than you."

"By a month. Get over yourself, pup." Izumi scoffed and raised her hand to roughly slap-half-pet Tasuku's cheek, using just enough force to push his face away from her.

"I'm going to my room to look at girls online." She sighed and raised her leg to dig her heel into Tasuku's stomach for good measure.

Just to let him know that she's still the boss in their little group. <3

"Text me when Omi finishes cooking tonight." Izumi pulled away from Tasuku before he could wrap his fingers around her ankle and trip her up, giving him the middle finger with a teasing smile as she walked backwards into the hallway.

"That's our Queen." Itaru sighed dreamily.

Man. If Izumi was the only woman left on earth he'd probably kill Tasuku and Tsumugi to keep her all to himself.

....Too much? Too much.

Tasuku was still grumbling to himself, rubbing the spot on his stomach where Izumi put her foot earlier. He winced.

...Hmph.

"I'm gonna pound her into the gr—" Tasuku made a sudden move to jump off the couch, but was stopped.

Tsumugi chuckled and held Tasuku by the back of his shirt to prevent the taller man from chasing Izumi down the hallway. "No you aren't."

"He really is a murderer." Itaru laughed in shock, bracing himself against the couch he was sitting on earlier.

"Yeah." Tasuku scoffed with a smile, turning towards Itaru. "And I'm gonna be sending you to your grave first."

The smile was....eerie. Itaru could feel the hair on his neck stand tall.

He slowly began to shuffle towards the hallway. "...I'mgonnagolookatboobswithIzumi." He said in one breath and then dashed down the direction of the director's room.

Tsumugi took a single glance at Tasuku and shook his head. "You are such a handful sometimes."

Tasuku pointed at himself and gaped.

"ME?"

#originally titled 'idjit' <3 #a3!#a3! act! addict! actors!#itaru chigasaki #tasuku takoto #tsumugi tsukioka #izumi tachibana #a3! scenarios #a3! crack #a3! fic

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plush-rabbit · 4 years

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We’ll Be Okay

Word Count: 2.6

A/N: Broski,,, I've literally been sitting on this idea for such a long time you have no idea

In all your years of living, you never thought you'd enjoy living in Devildom and living with demons- and not just any old, run of the mill ones either- the ones who held status and made people cower with a glance and want to themselves at them and saw it as an opportunity and gift. You grew to love the demons who fell from the Celestial Realm and who became the Avatars of the Seven Sins.

They were feared. They garnered respect just because of who they were. They were powerful and imposing- even the so called weakest one could wipe out humanity if given the chance. But they were also dorky and teased each other often. They were nervous and held insecurities in their iron grip. You were able to stand up to them in times where you felt like you would have collapsed onto your knees. You've been in hell and felt like hell in certain times but the good outweighed the bad. They were ironically, the good in this quite literal hellish place.

You never thought that you would have become attached to them, never thought that you would seek out the comfort from the demons, snuggle next to them and have your face peppered with kisses and hands held. You never thought they would become attached to you, holding your hand in the late of nights, fighting over to dance with you during a ball. When you first arrived you were in shock and couldn’t utter a sentence without trembling or tripping over your words, but now, you consider them as family- you speak freely to them and joke around.

You love them, you'd do anything for them. They're your family. But all good things must come to an end. Your year here is almost up, the exchange program is almost over in a few months and you'll return back home. You won't have the brothers around to pull you into their antics, you won't have the angels who hold too polite of smiles and hand you tasty sweets in cute little boxes. You won't have the sorcerer come in and tease you, having his magic dance around you in an attempt to make you smile and a slight smirk when a brother notices and pulls a frown. You won’t have a Prince who smiles brightly and speaks earnestly and a butler who holds so much power and poise.

You're going to go home and all of this is going to become a memory. You won't live in it, you won't wake up and have to rush down to the table before your food is all gone. You won't have someone read to you or go into depth about the latest show. You won't be pulled into snuggles, won't have a self care day, you won't be scolded or fretted over. You won't have your stuff gone through and have someone be your protector.

None of them want to admit that you're leaving. Lucifer stating it during breakfast and you nodding your head, the weight of the words hitting you like a ton of bricks. You knew the day was- is coming. But you could never expect that it would hold so much weight and power over you and your emotions- that one single date could make your stomach churn and heart ache. The other brothers ignore the words- ignore the warning- and they wave off the words and take you shopping or eating or watching something- anything as long as they get to forget that you're leaving. They get stuck to you like glue, just wanting you near them even if all you do is sit in silence or listen to them tell a story. You get to pretend that you aren't leaving- that the upcoming date is still far away and will never come up. But it does and it will. And the time to tell a certain demon how you truly feel is ticking closer to zero.

You've fallen in love with one of them. Become smitten with a literal demon with the horns and wings and fangs and all. Someone so greedy that he wanted and craved all. A demon who self proclaimed that he's your first and that you're his human. Who became so greedy for your attention and love and confided that you were the only one to ever treat him with love and praise without anything else icky and mean laced in your words and touch. Who held strong feelings towards you but when teased about it would deny and stutter and only be teased further.

And now you lay in bed next to him- your favorite one but you can never say those words aloud lest you want to witness a fight and petty comments- while you listen to your playlist in silence.

He sits next to you with closed eyes. Slow, deep breathing that could be mistaken for sleep if not for the fact that he keeps drumming his fingers and with a burning face when the lyrics to the song turn romantic.

Pinkies ghost each other, the warmth that he gives off is an intense heat, always burning and consuming. The song in the background fades slowly and is picked up by another with a similar tempo. You thank your lucky stars that you picked a playlist that held similar music genres. You don’t know how the atmosphere would have differed if you hadn’t.

“You know I’m leaving soon, right?” You breathe out in a low whisper, your fingers curling slightly inwards. “I’m going back to the human world.”

“Yeah,’ he whispers back with a broken breath, “I know.”

“I’m gonna miss you all.” You pause. “I’m gonna miss you.”

“Of course you will. I’m-”

“You’re the Great Mammom,” you giggle. “How could I ever forget?”

It’s silent afterwards, the lyrics, not registering to your brain, fill the dark room lit up only by the light from your D.D.D. and the fairy lights you put up so long ago.

“You know,” you start, “it feels like I’ve been here forever. I uh,” you chuckle, “I remember putting up the fairy lights-” you point to the lights hanging on the walls, a few bulbs flickered out months ago, lifetimes ago- “and I was so scared that Lucifer was going to get mad at me for ruining the room or something.”

“He did. Blew a fuse while Levi had you holed up in his room.” His laugh is rich, loud and has a bit of a cackle to it. “I think he almost tore them down but Asmo started defendin’ them, callin’ them pretty and stuff.”

You turn your head to face him. “How come I didn’t know?”

He gives you a side glance and shrugs. “I don’t know. Didn’t seem important at the time, I guess.”

You nod slowly and look back up at the ceiling. “It seems so long ago now. Everything you know? Remember when you didn’t want to babysit me? Said all sorts of things and complained too,” you smirk and stretch out your fingers, flinching when you make contact with his hand. “Remember when Levi and I stuck Goldie in a microwave?”

You hear him growl. “You coulda ruined the poor girl!” He slaps your side, letting the back of his hand linger on you for a second longer. “Still haven’t forgiven you,” he grumbles.

“I’ve forgiven you for things,” you mutter, crawling your hands over to hold his. He tenses underneath your touch for a moment before relaxing.

“Like what? I’ve been nothin’ but nice to ya since you’ve been here!” He pulls his hand away and rises on his elbows, a playful glare directed your way as you stifle your laughter behind your now free hand.

“Remember when you broke into my room while I was with Solomon and started looking through my stuff to pawn off?” His mouth pulls into a thin and his hand clenches into fists.

“Who told you that?” His eyes shift around and he collapses back to his back with eyes shut tight and nose scrunched up.

“Beel,” you chuckle, rolling over onto your side and admiring his features. “I think we’re even.”

He really is handsome. He’s a model for a reason after all. Your hand reaches over and you run your fingers through his silvery hair. He sighs slowly, eyes fluttering to a close and neck craning further into your touch.

“Even’s fine,” he whispers, a tongue peeking out to wet his lips.

The song ends and it's followed by a silence that is unbroken. Your eyes follow the fairy lights' trail, and you watch as another dimly lit bulb blinks out of existence.

"I think," you chew nervously on your bottom lip and your fingers scratch lightly as his scalp, "I'm hungry." You rise from the bed and wait on your knees with palms on your thighs. "Wanna come get something with me?"

He groans and rises, running a manicured hand through his hair. "It's late. All the food is probably gone by now."

You shrug and motion with your hands for him to move. "We can still check. You can stay here if you'd like," you offer, crawling out of bed after him.

"Tch. And let you go alone," he rolls his eyes, "as if." He punches your shoulder lightly and opens the door, stepping aside to let you go before him.

Out in the hallway, you immediately latch onto his hand, fingers interlacing and he starts to stutter, his voice tight and broken.

"You know," you start, cutting him off from his unintelligible words, "I'm going to miss holding your hand," you swallow nervously, face heating up and you tighten your grasp on his hand, palm already starting to clam up. "You're always so warm, ya know?"

You give him a side glance and give a sigh when his lips are pulled tight and his face is flushed. You think you can even feel the heat radiate off of him but that might just be from you.

"You don't have to go," he says quietly, face turned away. When you arrive at the kitchen, he lets go of your hand and opens the fridge. He's hunched over and jars full of jelly and other various things that look a bit too unsettling are shoved and clink around with each other. "You could just stay. You're- I'm your first after all."

You sit at a stool and watch him with sad eyes. "I wish I could," you whisper, "but this was always meant to last a year." You can feel tears form and you have to blink them back.

The fridge door is slammed shut and in his hand is a paper bag decorated with orchids. It crinkles in his hand and he places the bag in front of you, taking a seat next to you.

"Found some macaroons," he opens the bag and pulls out a pink treat. "Think they might be Asmo's but if ya ate them, he won't be as mad," he shrugs, taking a bite out of the snack.

"So you're letting me take the blame?" You joke, shaking your head and pulling out a yellow treat. "To think you'd throw your human under the bus,” you say with a mock offended gasp, a hand clutching your chest.

"Either you or me," he flashes his teeth in a smile. "Sorry about that doll."

"You know if he thinks I ate them, he'll probably ask for something in exchange like taking me out to help him choose an outfit or," you take a bite out of the pastry, "a kiss."

Mammon chokes on the last bite of his macaron, a hand coming to pat himself on the chest. Your eyes go wide and you rise from the stool, the wood making a harsh sound against the tile. Your hands come to pat rapidly against his back, cursing under your breath until his coughs turn into deep breathing.

"You okay Mammon?" You go this side, one of your arms snaking around to touch his rapidly beating heart and the other staying settled on his back. "Just take deep breaths, okay?" You tell him softly, rubbing his back. You tilt your head and rest it on his shoulder.

He jerks up straight and you're able to move before his shoulder collides with your cheek.

"I'm okay, I'm okay," he repeats, shaking his head.

"Yeah?"

He nods his head, mouth parted slightly open as he breathes. During his coughing fit, his hand came up to clutch your hand above his chest and he holds it firmly.

"You know, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you like holding my hand."

"What makes you say that?"

"The fact that you're holding onto my hand right now is a pretty good indicator," you tease, twitching the hand that is held between his chest and hand.

"We-Well you're my human after all! And you made me choke so-"

"Mammon?"

He falters and looks at you with wide eyes. "Hm?"

"Let me sit down?" You slowly slide your hands away from him, your touch slow and desperate not to part from his. "We can still hold hands," you tell him as you grab the stool and pull it closer to him. You sit swiftly, your palm left facing up and open. Its empty for only a few seconds before his hand comes in and holds onto yours. Its limp before it folds and squeezes your hand.

"You leave in a couple of months, yeah?"

"Yeah," there's a lump in your throat that makes it hard to swallow, "in a couple."

"We still got things we can do," he says softly, turning to look at you.

"Lots of things," you agree. You smile when his thumb begins to stroke your hand.

"And then," he clears his throat and looks into your eyes, "when you're gone…," he trails off, not finding the correct words as his tongue darts and points through his cheeks.

"When I'm gone," you start, "we'll still be okay." You raise your hand still interlocked with his, "We're in a pact. We'll be okay," you tell him. You want to press a kiss against his knuckles, and keep him close to you but you can’t muster up the courage to do so.

"'Course we will. You just summon me and I'll be there."

It's a nice thought to have- something to help keep you grounded and imagine the future. You'll be up in the human realm and you'll be able to summon him first and get to hear him and feel him. He won't be entirely gone. Only for just a moment. And he's lived for eons. It'll be a blink for him. But it’ll feel like forever for you. It will always be forever for you.

"Hey, mind doing me a favor?"

"What is it?"

"Can you tell me a story about something cool you did? I think I just wanna hear you talk a bit more."

Maybe you won't confess tonight. Maybe you'll wait until tomorrow or the night before you leave. Maybe you won't ever tell him. The thought of parting makes your heart hurt. But for right now as he talks and waves his hand around telling his story, a wide grin and spark in his eyes, his other hand still holding tightly onto yours, you think you'll be okay.

You'll be okay staring at his bright blue eyes with hints of gold, at his snow colored hair which holds the rays of sun in between tufts. You’ll live in the moment and you’ll think about holding him without second guessing, you’ll hold his hand until you both start to get clammy and he’ll make an excuse about why he can’t go to his bed and you’ll wake up in his arms tomorrow. It’ll be enough for now.

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Summary: the reader is Jay’s sister but she can’t help but fall in love with the man that he is supposed to face for the IWGP United States championship... Juice Robinson

N/N = nickname

Warning: slight angst and cussing

“Jay look you’ll be fine I’m sure she’ll turn up at some point” Tana loa said with optimism Y/N was making sure everything went according to plan for the main event. As she arrived she is met with her brother “Y/N white where the hell have you been” Y/N smiles “making sure your match against Robinson doesn’t go to shit” he grinned as he pulled his sister into a side hug “hey broski” she said as she pulls away from the hug “do you wanna come out with me Y/N” Jay asked Y/N nodded. As the siblings walked out Y/N couldn’t help but smile at the folks that were mega excited to watch this match just as much as she was.

Then his music hit and her heart stopped, she looked up to the entrance to see the one man who made her heart happy, the one man that she knew was the right one for her juice Robinson. She couldn’t help but feel conflicted as she wanted her brother to win but she also wanted juice to win as well, she smiled at him quickly before Jay pulled her to the side to look after his stuff.

As the match went on she increasingly got more nervous with each punch,kick and finisher. Y/N was shocked when Juice went for a surprise pin and got the win, she cheered as he held the belt in his hand Y/N came into the ring and pulled him into a hug. Y/N was beyond happy and screamed “YOU DID IT J YOU ACTUALLY DID IT!” He had a huge grin plastered on his face as Y/N raised his hand they hugged again and headed to the back to do the post match follow up.

“Wow look at us” Y/N said to the others in the room Juice chuckles a little as Y/N went on “this is an unusual site to see, me Y/N white with the one person my brother refused to like but that didn’t stop me from finding out more about this man right here and to be honest I think it would be pretty cool if I had a boyfriend who was a champion” she leans on juice’s shoulder and smiled one of the other folks in the room said “well is this your way of asking him out Y/N” she laughed and nodded “well kinda I was also hoping some dinner would work too” she giggled as he stood there trying to catch his breath. After he gave his little speech he then pulled Y/N into a hug and said “of course I’ll be your boyfriend Y/N” she melted into his arms he held her and said “ I’m gonna get washed up so we can get that dinner you wanted” a belly laugh erupted from Y/N as he went off to get cleaned up, Later on in the White siblings hotel room jay was passing back and forth waiting for Y/N

“N/N what the hell was that” Jay was beyond pissed at this point and wasn’t in the best of moods “look Jay I went out for dinner and I know you hate him but I don’t so don’t you dare think you can complain about my love life when I have to put up with you being a god damn play boy” she looked at him with anger in her eyes, Y/N didn’t feel like he wanted her there so she left slamming the door shut with tears rolling down her face, when she arrived at Juice’s hotel room she tried to gain composure but couldn’t she fell into his arms crying her eyes out “hey sweetheart I’m here” he mumbled into her hair as she sniffled “I’m sorry juice it’s just my brother being a huge ass hat” at this point the two sat down on the bed and cuddled for a while.

“I don’t think we ever have been civil there’s always been one argument that’s leads to us not talking for two weeks babe and I’m fucking sick of it” she sighs as she fidgets with her drawstring of her hoodie “yes we may bicker a lot but he’s my brother and I love him” she continues as juice just wrapped his arms around tightly around Y/N, “I love you with all my heart Juice and if he can’t see that then he’s blind as fuck” she slightly giggled as she said that juice pulled her into a kiss

“Wow” she smiled as he pulled away from her, this is all Y/N ever wanted since she first met Juice when they were both young lions in the dojo. It felt like she was in heaven even tho in her opinion it was cheesy she just felt like it was the right way to describe it, after hours and hours of cuddling she finally returned the kiss in a more passionate tone. “I really wish I should have done that sooner” she said with the biggest smile on her face she then proceeded to ramble “you don’t know how unbelievably happy you have made me since we first met Robinson and I hope this is forever” juice couldn’t contain his smile “I hope so too N/N you definitely make my days so much brighter” juice then proceeded to pull Y/N into a hug as she drifted off to sleep thinking about the memories that they will make together.

A/N: see now this is longer and I hope I can do more like this, also if you see any mistakes don’t hesitate to correct me!💕⚔️

#new japan pro wrestling #juice robinson #jay white #wrestling imagine

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