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Hiya! I wanna know if you'd write a scenario/drabble about the reader being the "emotional support demon" for the upper moons. Like they all collectively allow the reader to show some sort of affection towards them. (Preferably SFW pls)
demons favor || upper moons
ask/summary: demon!reader is emotional support demon for all 6 uppermoons!
content warnings | i tried to made it sweet but realistic, mentioned killing, possessiveness and obsessiveness (kinda yandare if you squint) , 5 love languages, comfort/fluff a bit too i guess? contains later manga stuff so manga spoilers!…
a/n - #1 i made this with mix of everything, i think it can be seen as platonic/non-romantical in most of settings (i think?)
#2 also reader is initially chubby hinted/written in mind so it’s up in text somewhere but i think i didn’t emphasized it too much so i guess anyone could read! Gender is not mentioned much too, maybe just some feminine parts couple of times.
#3 i so sorry for being inactive, i am graduating high school in 2 months so i gotta get grades and everything also i already wrote this but tumblr deleted it so i gotta do it again 💔
It was definitely very...very surprising and confusing for other lesser demons to see such... non scary scenes in front of them, especially one who were lowermoons and see them on more “regular" basis than others, who was that demon?
You were there practically chilling amongst uppermoons, one whi could kill any human or demon alive being so... tolerant with you? No one even remembers how did you even spawn in Infinity Castle at one of meetings they had with Muzan, yet everyone seemed to sooner or later get comfortable with you around, your presence giving each individual some kind of comfort to them...
Kokushibo only likes to spend some quality time with you after it took him a long time to get comfortable and used to you, now reading books or playing hanafuda together. He liked your presence when he got time to spend without training or killing people. It reminded him of his past self and life, his wife and two kids he left to chase his dream, it brings a sense of domestic warmth and comfort in his lonely life for the second time in his life after he willingly lost it. He even consider having you all to himself, what can other demons do about it? absolutely nothing.
Douma likes to receive physical affection and acts of service from you. He loves when you put your head on his chest, his arms wrapping around your waist and pulling you in his lap as low beings (humans) or different called his followers in Eternal Paradise Faith as you two listens to them and gives them advices. He simply cannot choose between having you close to him or when you go out and easily collect new followers that are especially young human women that he can eat sooner or later, he simply adores you <3
Akaza crave quality time and words of affirmation from you, or better said someone. He is living for a second time to avenge his death fiancée, but as any other being he grows to be closer to you. He can only pray that Koyuki isn’t jealous or mad at him as you praise him while watching moon together , your beautiful smile shining underneath moonlight as he caught a glimpse of her in you :(
Hantengu needs words of affirmation to survive due his constant suffering from his past self, all kills, lies and evil is laying heavily on his soul so he stoped crying as much as before. (i don’t like him so this is bad, sorry not sorry 🤷♀️)
Gyokko prefers to receive acts of service and gift giving as a form of affection from you, since he lives in vases he started liking you when you gifted him a handmade vase. He liked it very much that he almost considered living in that one instead of this he was using that was given by Douma. He absolutely loved when you cleaned all of his vases once, even organized them in order by shape, size, pattern and color :)
Daki + Gyutaro needs all 5 love languages, so count on words of affirmation, acts of service, receiving gifts, quality time, and physical touch. They were kids/very young when they died so they considered you as a sibling/guardian/prerent in some way. Letting you tend their needs and expectations, they also wants you all to themselves sooner or later :3
#bambi’s ✍️#demon slayer#demon slayer x reader#demon slayer x y/n#demon slayer x you#kimetsu no yaiba#kimetsu no yaiba x reader#kimetsu no yaiba x you#kimetsu no yaiba x y/n#kokushibo x reader#douma x reader#akaza x reader#hantengu x reader#gyokko x reader#daki x reader#gyutaro x reader
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“M I N E”
A/N: this is not how i originally wrote this, but i tried my best to rewrite it as close as it was before tumblr fking deleted it, anyway this was supposed to be a “just a thought” but it’s too long so here’s a short fic that’s actually just a scenario (?. I really hate the title tbh but that’s all i could come out with rn.
Warnings: alcohol effects, drinking, slight mentions of soft smut but nothing happens, swearing
Word count: 857
The last mission was a success, meaning there was a party going on that same night in order to relieve some stress among us, the soldiers. Levi recently introduced you to alcohol not so long ago, so you didn’t quite know how to handle it nor what your limit was just yet. You decided to have some wine and you started feeling the effects of it, warm blushed cheeks, everything made you laugh, your introvert self becoming more outgoing with every sip.
You were quite popular amongst the male soldiers in the scouts, some of them already were head over heels in love with you, so they took this opportunity and took advantage of your state in the way of sitting next to you, encouraging you to rest your head on their shoulder, they even had fights over who would fill up your cup.
Meanwhile your lover, Levi, was observing from afar his gaze telling everything words couldn’t, the desire to kill all of those fucking bastards if he could was written all over his face, his expression alone was enough to make them shit their pants in fear if they dared to look at him. You both decided that keeping your relationship private was the best decision but he wished, that in this moment, he could let everyone know how your heart belonged to him.
Even in your state you noticed when Levi stood up and left, to his office, you already knew that. Following his steps soon after, not even bothering to knock on the door you made your way to the comfortable looking leather couch, looking at him with half lidded eyes and a smile, he didn’t even bother to look your way ever since you came in but your stare was piercing enough to make him finally notice you. “How are you feeling?” He eyed you before going back to the paperwork in front of him.
He was upset, not at you but to them, he couldn’t blame you for being so perfect every soldier in the scouts dreamed of marrying you. “Mhm, how can wine taste so bad but make me feel so warm and fuzzy huh?” You said closing your eyes leaning back into the cushions. “I damn the day I let you try out alcohol for the first time, you clearly don’t know how to handle it.” He scoffed, furrowing your brows for a second before it hit you, he was jealous. A smirk creeped into your lips as you slowly got up and made your way to his chair, taking a seat on his lap.
Your lips lingering near his ear whispering “are you perhaps… jealous?” Smiling as you noticed his grip on your hip get tighter. “What if I am? I hated seeing them all over you and not being able to do anything about it, you are mine and mine only.” His voice lowering an octave, causing you to clench your thighs together, he was well aware of the effects his voice had on you and he wanted to tease you a little bit. “Hmm you might have to remind me who I belong to.” You were so needy for him, the alcohol on your system making you more emotional and the ache between your thighs worsen, he chuckled softly in response of your actions, “oh and I will, don’t worry. But not today, I’m sorry.” You whined and pouted at him, disagreeing with his decision.
Even though your were conscious enough and aware he was not going to do anything with you if he was sober and you were not, it wouldn’t feel right. “Come on, let’s take you to bed.” He said as soon as he realized it was taking everything in you not to fall asleep on him, due to the effects of the wine wearing off. He carried you bridal style and gently placed you onto the mattess of the bed you both shared. He helped you out of your clothes and placed one of his shirts covering your bare body that was a little too baggy for you, eyes closed not fully asleep yet, “mhm, thank you.” You said, “Anytime” he smiled softly even though you could not see him, soon after your head was placed on his chest as you started feeling his fingers slowly combing through your hair, leaving feathery kisses on your forehead every now and then as he read a book, you knew Levi barely slept, and today was no exception.
Prior to you passing out, you heard a faint whisper saying “I love you” into your hair followed by the soft touch of his lips pressing against your forehead lingering there a little longer than usual, it was such an intimate and loving act from a Levi that he, with time, managed to grow more comfortable in showing you, tightening your grip around his torso in response as you managed to mumble a weakly “I love you, thank you for loving me back.” before finally giving up and allowing yourself to succumb into a deep slumber, who knew humanity’s strongest soldier could be this gentle?
You did.
#levi ackerman#levi ackerman x reader#snk levi ackerman#levi ackerman x y/n#levi ackerman x you#aot imagine#aot x reader#aot x y/n#levi ackerman angst#levi ackerman fluff#levi aot#levi x reader#aot levi#captain levi#snk levi#levi attack on titan#levi ackerman imagine#levi ackerman x female reader#levi angst
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Hello people! I am so sorry for not posting for a whole entire month. I wanted to bring some good news, but I came empty handed and won't be doing that anytime soon. This is also a call out for the person that had the audacity to PM me in game and told me I was just making excuses to finish writing the mountain of requests I have, when in fact, it's more serious than that. By the way, fuck you for acting and speaking to me like living is not an option for me in my life. For telling me I should post when it's my blog that I created.
My problems (starting from my flesh being ripped out and the ones that followed after that I would feel like shit to share with y'all) has been switching from bottle to bottle— bottles full of even more problems and I feel like I might choke on my own if I don't address this one on tumblr. I feel like I'm going delusional with my messy memory and I'm so fucking sorry.
I would love to be delighted to accept new requests. But I'm not, I am pretty inspiration depleted and is currently pondering on whether or not I should also answer the asks that followed from my head (flesh?) injury. I've pretty much sunken to my lowest in the Pill bottle and I'm overthinking a lot of shit. I burried myself in MLBB; feeling like I've ran through hippo shit and mud. Took a shower with the dirty clothes and wrapped myself in trash bags to sleep in the horrible stench.
I am very flattered with the sweet words some of you have said with the request, and I'm eternally grateful that you took the time to actually compliment something like me, but I'm sorry. I'm pretty sure I'm gonna come up as passive aggressive next, but I just want to vent on how fucking dumb I am and I vented in a way where I can finally update my blog. I once didn't, and still don't have anyone to talk to. Open my heart out and just be a human, this results in my crappy conversation skill with my problems and everything about this post. I know, shitty grammar. You'll keep seeing them.
The following screenshots I'll list will not be made, and I am extremely sorry for not being able to do it. If you didn't mean the ask as a request, please PM me! As I am so sorry for misunderstanding your ask. I don't want to remind people to check the request status as my description is already there before you could click the ask. I have a reason it's open and I would hate to close it for the sake of the people who just wants to talk to someone but currently have no one to talk to— Like me.
; This is the next day, I don't know how, but my previous texts have been deleted and so was my statement about not posting requests when it's closed. So the text above this is just a rewrite and I fucking hate it because it was a long rant that could give more context to this post. Could I have rewrote about 300 words in the next day I wrote them? No. — That paragraph deleting is like Tumblr giving me the fuck you and never post again. ;
#i know i lost your respect and trust#i ruined your image of me and i'm sorry#i just want to be a human#i understand if you despise me now#but that's what life is#life is shit#if you still see me as a person hurting rather than an asshole#thank you#stay safe and take care of yourself#i still won't post for awhile#but soon#i promise#and i guess this is a vent post
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On Taiora week 2022
A little heads up. The week will be held from October 16th till October 23rd, just as first announced in August. However, due to some unpleasant events that took place around and in the Taiora part of the Digimon shipping fandom, the Taiora week host decided to change the prompts for the week.
The new set of prompts can be found in this post here. The post with the old/original set is deleted from the Taiora week Tumblr.
But, since a few Taiora content creators, including myself, already started creating for Taiora week before these present circumstances and have WIPs (or even already finished content) for prompts no longer part of the new set, I've talked to the Taiora week host... And everyone should feel free to follow either the original set or the new set (or combine them)!
The original set can be found in this Google Drive Document. Or via the post I reblogged back then.
For everyone feeling confused and in need of more information about the whole situation (please don't feel obliged!), more under the cut.
I don't want to waste too much words on everything that has happened this last month. It was tiring, draining me and at some point affecting my personal life and well being as well. It also feels a bit like I'm bringing up things that are long gone, but I only now am able to come to terms with it in public without speaking from solely my emotions...
For everyone who has no idea what happened and wants to know or wants my look on things, read this letter that I wrote for the Taiora Discord Server members.
I want to say one more thing before I'll lay myself low again and hopefully let all of this behind:
It feels like I've been trying to help in a fight or fight a fight that was never supposed to be mine. I got involved because I felt responsible (even though I'm not), but should have been smarter and not let myself get so carried away... It happened anyway. And I'm really, really sorry for everyone who got involved as well... Truly.
I'm not looking for pity or reactions of any sort. All I want is for things to be normal and peaceful.
Ship and let ship.
Leave other's people art/writing/content alone (unless you want to -supportively- review it).
Have respect and don't lower yourself to unnecessary bad behaviour.
Let's love and enjoy Digimon together, in peace <3
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hey there! read one of your fics, checked out some of your others and marked them for later, and wanted to check out your tumblr, and then noticed that it says ‘teenager’ in your bio. not to be weird - i’m so sorry, feel free to delete this if it comes across as weird, but how do you have the time? i mean this literally - i’m also a teenager writing Star Wars fics, but, gosh, I use a lot of my free time writing them and most of them are about a thousand words long (1/2)
(2/2) and they already take up so much of my time. I also deleted my tumblr because it was taking up too much of my time, but you seem to be doing great with both platforms, and also being a teenager - so I just wanted to ask how you manage to manage your time so well/have so much time? I would love to write longer things, but between school and family and extracurriculars and community service i just don’t have the time. I’m so happy for you that you’re living the time management dream🤩💛 /gen
Hi there!! No worries, I don't find this weird at all :D And thanks for reminding me that was in my bio, it's been there for years but in a few weeks it'll no longer be true and I'll have to change it XD
I have been writing this much (if not as prolifically) since I was 14/15 though, and that's mainly because it sounds like I had an advantage compared to you. I was actually talking to my sister this morning about different types of school we have in the UK and long story (and angry rant) short, my secondary school was really, really chill. I had homework. There were a few clubs I went to. But it finished every day at 15:05 and I went home at 17:00 at the latest and I had the evenings and weekends free. Compared to a lot of my friends who went to different schools to me, that was a lot of free time.
Plus, I was lucky to be a fast writer. When I started out I could write about 1k in an hour. Now, if I'm working at average speed and writing consistently, I can do 1k in 20 minutes. Plus, I retrained myself a few years ago with online typing games so I could type faster (and properly. I used to online type with my index fingers, and that was both slow aaaand I was starting to injure them). So I just happen to have that speed advantage which meant I could take advantage of my spare time.
And finally, you mentioned school and family and extracurriculars and community service. I had one or two volunteering roles, and one or two ECs, but they took maybe 4-6 hours a week max. Writing was my main hobby. My friends mainly met up at the weekend, and I wrote in the evenings. My family knew that and didn't bother me during writing hours (and I was also lucky to be in a household that didn't need me 24/7. When my parents had illness or operations and such, my writing time was affected! They needed me around the house more). Contrast this with my time since September, which was my second year at uni but the first where stuff is actually on, post-lockdown. I was running around like a headless chicken trying to figure out what I wanted to do and what time I wanted to keep for myself and was all around exhausted - and though, bc I'm a fast writer, my output didn't necessarily show it, I didn't spend much time writing! Which was frustrating, because writing is a super important way of relaxing for me. But I didn't have the time for the first time ever, and that was stuff I'd chosen for myself, let alone actual commitments.
I am a strict timekeeper - I love planning my days to the minute - and I am fairly good at self-discipline, so when I was 15 and said "my new year's resolution is to write every single day", I did it. Saying to myself that the evening from about 7pm to 9pm was my writing time was really helpful, and I defended it. But overall, I was in a lucky situation in that I was able to have that time to defend at all. (Moving away and having to cook for myself, which could take all evening, made it difficult as well.)
TL;DR: Basically, I write fast, and I was lucky. I did have the time, because there was plenty of other stuff I was lucky not to have to do, and so when I set myself a daily challenge I had the time to do it. It was circumstantial just as much as it was time management skills. Though I do pride myself on timekeeping, and it was useful, it wasn't super important. Not everyone has the time to write every day - I don't anymore, not during the semester, though thankfully I'm on holiday now - and that's alright.
#really hope this doesn't sound condescending!! i mean it#I Was Lucky#and i missed out on a lot of stuff because i was writing all the time lmao#i just personally decided that i'd rather write than do that stuff and sometimes that was the write choice (ha)#and sometimes it was the wrong one#i turn twenty in two weeks though aaaa i should update my bio#ask spell something#lovely things said to me#spell speaks#spell narrates her writing adventures#that typing game... throwback#used to listen to political podcasts while teaching myself how to type#an interesting time in my life#anon#anonymous
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⭐️ !!!!!!!!
ahh nana!! tysm ily and i hope ur doing well <3
full disclaimer that i am so ANNOYED bc i had almost every quote picked out and then tumblr DELETED IT ALL (cries) im sorry this took so long nana i was at work and wanted to have enough time to make this thorough TT
anyways, below is the full director's cut of my oneshot cruel summer (ksm)
request a director's cut!
i wrote this piece in reverse chronological order, which definitely isn't standard fanfic structure lol but i really wanted to try it out! it's actually supposed to give a different feel for when u read it backwards than if u read it chronologically, so if ur ever bored, u could try reading it from the bottom up 👀
additionally, i'll probably split this up by patterns as well as scene by scene:
To get out of this room, out of this house, out of this town — 7
"Go out of town with me. Let's run away together for a little." — 3
bc towns r such a motif in taylors songs lmao i had to include some kind of thing abt wanting to escape (like wishing min and reader could run from the inevitable, to which u already know as their breakup)
The polaroid burned a square through your purse and through your lap where your bag sat. — 7
He didn't seem like the kind of guy to be bold, but the polaroid had captured the moment he had cupped the back of your head and kissed you. — 6
You would later discover that Ryujin had snapped a Polaroid photo of the two of you, and Seungmin would win the rock-paper-scissors match to keep it. — 1
the song "the very first night" mentions a polaroid (it's been awhile since ive seen the lyrics tbh), but i wanted to include that specific part in there. thus, the polaroid makes an appearance throughout the piece (a memory, if u will, of what could have been and what they wishes could have happened. while they know they cannot run from the inevitable, perhaps in this way they can freeze their love in time in this small thing.)
and who knows, maybe seungmin giving the polaroid up to reader is his way of trying to let go
It was 11:43AM when Kim Seungmin broke your heart. — 5
"You won't leave me, right?" — 4
You didn't want to know what it would be like without him. — 3
It was the most loved you felt in a long time. — 2
because this is reverse chronological, it was really important to make the scenes at least semi cohesive and to do like,,, reverse foreshadowing, if that makes sense 😅😅 definitely put my brain to the test lol but i picked out the lines from the above scenes (either the first or last lines) that show a progression of the relationship and the utter irony
The party's bass was steadily making your headache worse. — 7 + 1
i like circles. lol. so i made a circle — i started and ended the first and last scenes the same ways (ending is below). it's basically saying that no matter what, it seems like you've just gone back to where u started and... did u even manage to learn anything thru your heartbreak?
Yeji watched in muted sadness and pity as you dumped the liquid down your throat and let it burn you from the inside out. — 7
And maybe it was just you, but there was an itching feeling in the back of your mind that this boy would burn you… but you loved the feeling so much that you would let him. — 1
and last but certainly not least, these last lines from the respective scenes are probably my most favorite connection, just because it's the repetition of the theme of being burned. reader knew it was a bad idea from the start, but here they were, still making that bad decision anyway.
thank u again for reading this far if u did !! i appreciate u sm :( 💖
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Hi I was wondering if I can get a ship with the Volturi,Denalis and Cullens. I have tan olive skin and I'm short and chubby, I have medium black wavy hair and I'm Hispanic. I'm blunt and can be talking for a mean person but I have people best interest at heart, I'm also smart and studying in medicine and I'm straight. I am the person people go to when they need someone to talk too and also I love musicals and Operas and speak 3 languages. I am a peoples person and also can be loud.
volturi ship:
Alec. He would love to leanr about your culture and celebrate your traditions with you. Woudl try to cook some food from your native country for you but will fail and almost burns down the kitchen. It’s no secret that the volturi love opera so expect him to gush about his favourite singers to you. Takes you on lots of opera dates. He has enough money to see a different show every night. He’ll pay for your college as well with his ancient vampire money so don’t even worry about student loans.
denali ship:
Garrett! He loves everyone as long as they aren’t british. He kind of hates opera but he’ll listen to it for you. Musicals, those he does love. Will take you to a lot of musicals and tell you about the very first musical he ever went to.
cullen ship:
Emmett! This man loves bigger woman. More to love. Will cuddle with you 24/7. He loves how soft you are compared to him. He is old so he likes opera but he prefers modern music. But he knows a lot about opera so you can easily talk to him about it. He knows jack-shit about hispanic culture but he’ll spend weeks researching everything there is about your culture so he can celebrate it with you.
#sorry this took so long i already wrote this but then tumblr deleted it and i didnt realize it#so yeah oopsie
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For Tom x
Pairing: Tom Holland x singer!reader
Summary: You have a surprise for Tom:)
Warnings: none, just pure teeth rotting Fluff:)
A/n: Hello my loves! This is literally a rewrite because I accidentally deleted the original version of this story on Tumblr RIGHT before I was gonna post it😭 Anyway here it is, I hope you all like it! Ally x
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look at my sunshine🥺
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Your giggles filled the hallway as you lead Tom into your makeshift studio. Since you were quarantining with him and his mates in their shared home in London, you were miles away from your crew and studio. Which, yes, made it difficult to record an entire album on your own—but it did give you the creative freedom to do whatever you pleased for the album.
The boys had their own creative outlets; for example putting together a puzzle or having a movie marathon. While you found those activities enjoyable, the inner singer in you couldn’t stop thinking of beats or coming up with lyrics in your head. You needed the studio—you needed to bring those beats and lyrics to life before you could forget them. So with the help of the houses’ tech lord himself, Harry made it possible for you to have your own little studio in the spare guest room of the house. There, you spent endless days writing and recording things like harmonies and building melodies. Little did you know that this would lead to the creation of your sixth album. Now a couple months later, your latest album is currently in its final stages and would soon be released to the world.
Tom adoringly watched your figure, which was drowned in one of his oversized jumpers, excitedly skip towards the guest room. As soon as you were both inside, you rushed to close the door and eagerly pushed him to sit on the edge of the bed.
“What have you been up to, lovey?” He teasingly asks you. He knew you were up to something, he just didn’t know if it were bad or good.
Your figure was bent over the desk where your laptop was located. Turning over your shoulder you tell him, “It’s nothing bad, I promise!” You’re met with an amused grin on his blush pink lips.
Gathering your laptop into your arms, you move to sit beside Tom on the bed. He curiously leans forward, trying to get a glance at what’s on your screen.
“Nuh uh, it’s a surprise, Thomas.” You playfully scold him and gently push his face away from your laptop. He responds with a pout against your palm before pressing a kiss onto your skin. You continue to click around on your laptop, looking through your documents for the specific file.
Meanwhile, Tom shuffles further up the bed, getting comfortable. He notices the new distance between you and him and decides that he’s unsatisfied with the additional inches. He choses to snake his arms around your waist and lifts you up, happily placing you on the empty and lonely space on his lap. Laying down on his back, he takes a moment to admire the way you look in his jumper. It was a few sizes bigger than you and stopped right above your knees. The jumper may have looked good on him, but it looked absolutely perfect on you.
“You look so cute in my jumper.” He hums, hands lazily rubbing up and down your thighs. Your nose scrunches up as you lightly slap his chest; your silent way of saying “shut up” whenever Tom would say something that made you blush.
You finally find the file you were looking for and place your laptop on your lap. You nervously glance at your screen, biting down on your lip out of habit.
“Ok, so I did something.” You started. Tom squints his eyes at you, “That sounds like the beginning of a really bad something.”
You huff, “I just told you it wasn’t anything bad! Do you want your surprise or not?”
Tom chuckles and grasps onto your thighs, “Yes—yes, sorry, keep going.”
“So you know how I’ve already finished my album?” You question him. Tom nods, staring up at you while you sit on his thighs.
“Well, I wrote a few more songs that were supposed to be on the album. But I don’t know, I felt a bit greedy and decided to keep them for myself.” You explain. Tom raises a brow at you, “Baby, you don’t have to feel guilty about keeping songs to yourself. If you don’t want to share them, you don’t have to.”
“No, it’s just that, they’re about you.” You pause, staring down at your fingers that fiddled together. “Like I wrote them specifically for you to listen to. I wanted to include them on the album, but it just didn’t feel right to share something that was meant only for you.”
You place your laptop on the bed and turn it so the screen is facing Tom.
“So...as a solution, I made you your own album.” You were too busy avoiding his stare, that you missed the twinkle in Tom’s coffee colored orbs. He carefully sits up, his arms around you getting tighter, as he pulls you closer into his chest. Tom ducks his head down to yours, nudging your nose with his to get you to look at him. When your eyes finally meet, the lopsided grin on his features grows wider.
“You made me my own album?”
“Yeah.” You shyly answer. Tom softly coos at you, cupping your face and pressing a chaste kiss onto both of your cheeks.
“You are the most precious thing in the world, sunshine, I swear.” He squishes your cheeks together and began to cover your face with butterfly like kisses. Sweet laughs erupt from you, the sounds making Tom’s heart swell.
You stuff your face in the space between his neck and shoulder, using it as a place to hide from his lips. Instead, Tom opts to lay his kisses along the side of your face, your neck, and your shoulder.
“Lemme kiss you!” He whines. You chuckle at him, finally moving away from his neck. His attention darts towards your lips more than once, prompting you to lean forward and connect them with his. Tom’s lips were soft against yours, like clouds or cushiony pillows. The kiss was short and sweet; though it didn’t prevent you from feeling the adoration and passion he felt for you in that moment. In fact, he felt it all the time, but right now, his love for you was coursing through his veins.
He finally pulls away, leaving the taste of him linger in your mouth. “Can I have a listen?” He motions his head towards your laptop beside him.
“Go ahead.” Tom’s arms unravel from your waist, the area they once occupied left cold and yearning for his warmth. He uses one of his elbows to hold himself up and the other to control the touchpad. His eyes scan the file.
For Tom x
someone like u
test drive
worst behavior
main thing
He glances at you, “I start with ‘someone like u’, right?” You reply with a quiet “mhm”.
Tom clicks on the link. The opening notes of ‘someone like u’ begin to play followed by your angelic voice. You hear him release a content sigh, making a small smile to form on your lips. His arms make their way around you again, this time holding you closer against him. He rests his head on your chest and sneakily presses a kiss onto your neck. You fondly run a hand through his curly hair and rest your chin on the top of his head, listening to the songs you’ve made for him.
The two of you listen through the album in one go with no stops. You found joy in Tom’s reactions towards every song. Sometimes he would make little comments or sounds of shock whenever he heard you hit a certain note. He nodded along to the beats of ‘test drive’ and ‘worst behavior’, dancing around in his seat and making you join him. This time, you didn’t miss the twinkle in his eyes when he listened closely to the lyrics. ‘Main thing’ got him the most, leaving him with a goofy-lovesick grin plastered onto his face.
When ‘main thing’ came to a close, the room became silent, leaving Tom enough time to process the four songs you wrote about him and the meanings behind them.
You were the first to speak, “So did you like it?” You scan his face looking for any signs of dislike.
Tom’s eyes widen, “Are you kidding me? That was bloody fantastic—that was the most amazing thing I’ve ever heard! I’m obsessed with it, oh my god!” He expressed, arms moving around as he spoke.
His face was radiating with happiness, “You are the most talented and loving woman in the world. And I honestly don’t know what I did to deserve you or your love—but I just love you so fucking much.”
“I love you so fucking much too, you dork.” You laugh, pecking his lips.
“No, but seriously, thank you so much. I know you’re used to writing songs, but the fact that you actually took the time to write songs about me means a lot. They’re just a bunch of songs, but they mean the world to me and I cherish each and every one of them.” He admits, taking one of your hands and placing it onto his heart. Your palm feels the faint rhythm of his heart beating against his chest.
You tilt your head at him, mirroring the smile on his face, “I’ll always write songs about you. You somehow manage to inspire them anyway.”
Tom smirks, “Well I am Tom Holland.” You snort and roll your eyes at his humble brag.
“You’re still a dork, Tommy.” You comment.
Tom shrugs, “I’m a special dork because I’m your dork. Therefore making me superior to the other existing dorks—there’s a difference, darling.”
“And where did you come up with this hypothesis, Mr. Holland?” You question him, playing along with his antics.
“It’s Tom’s Theory.” He answers with feign seriousness. You burst out laughing, “Oh is it?”
Tom leans down to your laptop and restarts his album. “Yes, and now Tom’s Theory, believes that we should listen to the album again until I learn all the lyrics to every single song.” He proclaims.
“Babe, you don’t have to—” Tom stops you, “I’m dead serious.”
It was going to be a long night.
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Sakusa, Ushijima, Bokuto, and Akaashi’s S/O singing Into the Unknown
anastasiasthings asked: Can I request Sakusa, Ushijima, Bokuto, and Akaashi s/o randomly singing into the unknown and hit its perfectly? 😂😂❤️
a/n: asdfhjk i’m gonna kms-- i wrote this whole thing out on mobile and hit ‘save draft’ and tumblr rlly said “oopsie, something went wrong” and deleted the WHOLE THING so yea i wrote this twice lol
wc: 1,526
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Sakusa
You’re used to Sakusa being out a lot, he’s usually at practice so you have learned to let go when he’s not around
Honestly, you’re usually cleaning the place because Sakusa loves to come home to a clean home
So you have an entire playlist dedicated to when you need to tidy up
It’s full of songs that you like to sing and dance to so you can have fun while you’re doing your chores
And Disney songs are PERFECT for that
You had made Saksua watch a couple Disney movies with you but that was never really his thing so he didn’t pay much attention
You gushed about how excited you were for Frozen II and when you saw it together you were immediately obsessed with Into the Unknown
But Sakusa seemed...indifferent
Either way, it was easily your favorite song in your playlist and you always sang along to it
While you were busy cleaning you didn’t hear the door opening, Sakusa coming home earlier than usual to try and spend some more time with you since he had been so busy lately
He heard you in the kitchen and headed over there to greet you
Instead he saw and heard you belting out the climax of Into the Unknown while mopping
He was about to laugh at how cute you were but you actually hit the note very well and he was shocked
When the song ended you turned to continue mopping and saw your boyfriend in the doorway watching you
You removed your earbuds and sheepishly smiled at him
“I didn’t know you were coming home so early!”
“I didn’t know you could sing Into the Unknown that well”
You perked up at that
“You remember the song?”
“Of course I do, you loved the movie so much how could I forget”
You didn’t realize how much attention he paid to you and the things you liked
It was his way of saying he loved and cared about you since he didn’t say it much
And that made your heart swell
You dropped the mop and jumped into his arms, he was surprised but caught you nonetheless
“I love you Omi”
You leaned in to kiss him and when you pulled away you leaned your forehead on his
“I love you too” He whispered
Now it was your turn to be shocked
Ushijima
It is very hard to surprise this man, seriously you’ve never even seen him raise his eyebrows in surprise before
You made it your personal mission to try and get a reaction out of him
You tried everything: hiding somewhere and then jumping out to scare him, spicy foods, even taking him out to karaoke to try and get him to laugh
But it was mostly you, Tendo, and Semi singing while Ushijima just watched you all
Nothing fazes this man!
You wanted to take him out to karaoke more often because you love singing along to your favorite songs but he didn’t seem to really enjoy it
So you just made do with playing instrumental versions of songs at home and singing along to them there
One day you were making dinner for the both of you and Ushijima had gone out to get you some missing ingredients
In the background you had some songs playing and Into the Unknown came on
You loved singing this song but whenever your boyfriend or other people were around you got self conscious about how your voice sounded
But this time you knew you were alone so you decided to really let go
When the song hit the chorus you flawlessly hit the difficult notes like they were nothing
Honestly, you were more focused on cooking
The door opened after that and you quickly ceased your singing to greet your boyfriend
He came next to you and put the plastic bag down and you could see from the corner of your eye that he was staring at you
You looked at him and he had this strange look in his eye that you couldn’t quite place
“Is something wrong Toshi?”
“I didn’t know you could sing so well”
You froze
“Huh?? You heard me??”
“The walls aren’t very thick”
You could’ve died from embarrassment but you were more focused on the quizzical look on his face
“Why are you staring at me like that?”
“I’m just surprised”
Wait
WHAT??
This is what he looks like when he’s surprised???
You were so giddy from knowing you finally surprised and got a reaction out of him that you completely forgot the embarrassment you were feeling only a moment ago
When he saw you beaming with excitement he couldn’t help but flash a rare smile back at you
“We should go to karaoke more often”
Bokuto
Oh this baby boy LOVES to sing random songs with you all the time
Whenever the two of you are just spending time together, doing your own thing, one of you is usually playing some music
It never takes long before Bokuto starts singing along softly and then it quickly builds to him scream-singing every lyric
His energy is so contagious that you can’t help but sing along with him
Although you definitely aren’t able to match his volume and he is usually the one to steal the show
Not that you mind at all
Today was no different, you both were focused on your own thing when Into the Unknown suddenly came on
Bokuto always loves singing along to Disney songs because he liked to act out the scenes when he does
So as soon as the song started, he was up on his feet singing and walking around like he was Elsa
His voice quickly grew louder and it was getting harder for you to contain your giggles
He was moving and jumping around so much that he had to stop and catch his breath right in the middle of the song
You picked up where he left off and sang the difficult notes in the chorus with ease
You started singing the next part of the song but stopped when you realized your voice was the only one you heard
You looked over to see Bokuto staring at you with big eyes
“Kou? What’s wrong? Still out of breath?”
Suddenly he tackled you down into a bear hug
“BAAAABE!!! YOU DIDN’T TELL ME YOU HAD THE VOICE OF AN ANGEL”
Bokuto was busy peppering your face with kisses and all you could do was laugh and try and break out of his iron grip
Bokuto finally took a break from kissing you to look at you with his puppy dog eyes
“I’m sorry I never noticed before, don’t be mad!”
You placed a light kiss on his nose
“Of course I’m not mad”
He flashed his signature smile and pulled you to your feet
He continued playing more songs but this time he let you shine
And he was heart eyes the entire time he listened to you sing
Akaashi
So Akaashi is a more laid back person
Honestly speaking, most of the music he listens to is instrumental or lo-fi stuff because it helps him concentrate
But he knows you like to listen to more upbeat stuff
Sometimes when you two are working together he can hear you softly singing along to some songs and it really makes his heart flutter
He thrives on those moments but you always seem to notice that he’s listening to you so you quickly stop out of embarrassment
But one place you always feel free to sing your heart out is in the shower
Usually the bathroom door is enough to block out most sounds so Akaashi can only hear bits and pieces of you singing no matter how hard he tries
Because god he loves your voice
Once he came home and heard the shower running so he obviously knew you were in there
The closer he got to the bathroom, the louder and more clear your voice got
Then he noticed that you didn’t close the door all the way
He nearly jumped out of sheer joy!!
This meant he could hear your beautiful voice clearly for once
He sat on the ground next to the bathroom and listened to you sing and hum along to random songs
Then you started singing Into the Unknown
He’d only ever heard you hum along to this one so he was on the edge of his seat
When you hit those notes perfectly his heart melted right on the spot
He was so happy he stayed right where he was until you came out of the shower in nothing but a towel
You squealed in surprise when you saw Akaashi sitting on the floor with the most serene smile on his face
“Keiji! When did you get here? And why are you sitting on the floor??”
He stood up and turned towards you, pulling you flush against him as you clung to your towel
“You sound so beautiful when you’re singing, you have no reason to be shy”
And before you could stutter out a response he already claimed your lips with his
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Hi can I request, haikyuu boys (any of your choices) having a crush on their Classmate (y/n) and they tried to take a stolen picture during class hours. I tried this to my crush and I got caught by my teacher and classmate🙈
genre: fluff
type: scenario
status: proofread
pronouns: gender fluid
warnings: none
author’s note: ack im sorry for being so late ;-; tumblr decided it would be fun to delete my work D: i hope you enjoy tho!! also e/c is eye color and f/n is friend’s name :>
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𝚔𝚞𝚛𝚘𝚘 . . . 🖉 [𝟹𝟽𝟼 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜]
✦ alright so you two are in math class
✦ kuroo got dared (by lev) to try and take a picture of you in class without anyone noticing
✦ and for some reason he agreed?? eh who knows what goes through his rooster-haired mind
✦ n e ways he’s just sitting back in his chair because he’s a bored captain since hes already smort enough to know what you were learning
✦ then the dare popped up into head as he was thinking of volleyball
✦ he considered not doing it but like you were sleeping peacefully beside him
✦ so he was like “f it” and whipped out his phone
✦ little did he know, your friend was watching out for you
✦ and it just so happened that they glanced at kuroo the moment he snapped a photo of you..
Kuroo felt something kick the back of his chair just as he was about to slip his phone back into his pocket. He glanced behind him, and all color drained from his face as he met your friend’s gaze.
“What the hell are you doing, snapping a picture of Y/N?!” They hissed quietly at him. “They’re sleeping, for goodness sake!”
“I- it-” The captain couldn’t form proper words to respond.
“You aren’t a creep, are you?!”
Kuroo managed to put his brain back together. “Of course not! My teammate dared me to-”
“And you actually agreed to it?!” They scoffed, their e/c eyes narrowing. “That’s invasion of privacy!”
“Well..” The rooster-head struggled to come up with a counterargument. “You’re right, but I’m going to delete the picture after I show my teammates! It’s fine!”
“It is certainly not fine, you a-”
“Kuroo-san? F/N?” You mumbled, waking up by their heated conversation lord how does the sensei not realize yet
“Y/N! Kuroo-san-” Your friend started to say.
“YOU TWO IN THE BACK, STOP CHATTING WHILE A LESSON IS GOING ON.” The sensei yelled ah she finally realized
“Tell me about it after school..” You said sleepily, nestling your head in your arms once more.
Kuroo smirked his significant smirk as he watched you fall back asleep, but let’s just say a certain someone had to hurriedly confess before his crush thought of him as a perv.
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𝚜𝚞𝚐𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚊 . . . 🖉 [𝟺𝟸𝟾 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜]
✒ ahahaha i bet all of you wouldnt have expected sugamama to be here right?
✒ let’s not forget that he’s about as chaotic as tanaka, and he would be willing to break a few rules every now and again
✒ and like you sit right next to the window and the sun just softly illuminating you?? with you looking so focused??
✒ yeah that just made suga’s heart flutter
✒ so OBVIOUSLY he had to take a photo to capture one of many moments that he’d forever treasure
✒ unfortunately for him, you decided to glance at the clock that was to your right..
✒ ..suga also being to your right
You sighed as you chewed on the top of your pen. When will class be over, you thought, bored out of your mind. You glance at the clock, silently cussing when you saw that there was still a long way to go before school was let out, but your eyes were drawn to the male that was sitting right beside you.
Sugawara widened his eyes in surprise as you both locked gazes, before your pupils traveled down to the camera in his hands, breaking eye contact.
You noticed that his hand was right on button to snap a photo, and somehow, your bored mind managed to put two and two together. You opened your mouth, but before you could say anything, Suga put a finger to his lips.
Miraculously, you obeyed his request as he scribbled something down on a note-card and folded it into a small square. He handed it to you and quickly looked away, very obviously trying to stare at anything but you.
Curiosity eating away at you, you slowly unfolded the piece of paper.
I’m trying my hand at photography, and since you looked absolutely stunning- with the sun kissing your silhouette -I thought I’d try to capture you first :)
Your face reddened as you read what the setter wrote. You swiftly wrote a reply and quicky placed it on his desk, and then busied yourself with hiding your face with your hands, embarrassed. Suga flipped the note-card to the other side to see what you wrote.
Maybe you should.. you know, take pictures after class ends?
You two wrote on the note-card for a bit longer, before you both came to an agreement: since Suga took a picture of you without your permission, he owed you a date at the local cafe i have a soft spot for cafes ;>
Turns out this worked in both of you guys’ favor.
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𝚘𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚠𝚊 . . . 🖉 [𝟺𝟷𝟼 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜]
♔ lets be honest
♔ crappykawa would absolutely love to flood his camera roll with photos of you
♔ like even if it’s creepy as hell he would still do it because he adores you that much
♔ for some inhumane reason you still hadn’t seemed to have not caught on
♔ maybe its because you’re just super oblivious to what anyone around you does
♔ like you just don’t care about anything that isn’t a danger to you
♔ no surprise whatsoever when oikawa started to capture pictures of you in class
♔ on one unlucky day, though, he just so happened to take out his phone to sneak a picture of your focused expression as the sensei was walking around
♔ said sensei walked by you two, and it was just unfortunate that this specific sensei was the one with the hawk eye vision..
“What are you doing, Oikawa-san?” The sensei said sternly.
Everyone turned to look at the brunette as he gulped, slowly looking up at his sensei.
“My phone fell out of my pocket, and it turned on when I was putting it back.” He said with a straight face, although on the inside, he was dying inside.
The sensei stretched out his hand. “Let me see your camera roll, please.”
“What for, Sensei?”
“I need to see if you have taken photos of a student without their permission.”
Oikawa nervously gulped again as he took his phone out of his pocket. When he was just about to give it to the sensei, you suddenly spoke up.
“Sensei, why would you think Oikawa-kun took pictures of someone?” You asked, tilting your head to the side. “He’s obviously a good student, so wouldn’t it be unusual for him to be doing that?”
The sensei sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Y/N-san, thank you for your concern, but just because a student is good doesn’t mean they’re good all the time-”
“But it would be strange, would it not?” You replied. “I’m sure Oikawa-kun hasn’t done anything wrong. Besides, you’re wasting precious class time. Shouldn’t we be learning at this very moment?”
The setter held his breath in as the sensei considered what you said.
“Very well, then. Let’s resume the lesson.” The sensei walked back to the chalkboard and resumed where he left off.
Oikawa looked at you gratefully, but you had already looked back down at your schoolwork. He made a mental note to thank you after class got let out.
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i apologize that this is long. and sorry it's in english. thing is, you made the gifs. therefore you are said owners of said gifs. therefore it can still be contested because you didn't repost videos or the article in whole or whatever it came from. there's freedom in gif making. and bighit and other places do allow you to make gifs with their content so please don't stop okay don't let this discourage you.
that being said. the name given on that is not the person who owns the billboard content anyway Sunhye Shin (by the looks doesn't have a manager so therefore no one with that name either) is who photographed them, Jeyup S. Kwaak is who wrote the article. billboard is owned by a company called Prometheus Global Media, that name is nowhere to be found in either of those company's therefore no tumblr is in the wrong. i looked everything up and into it. even addition reporting none of those names are the one that was given to tumblr. you are said owner of the gifs. therefore yes you can claim they are wrong. they told you you can contest it, but then don't let you. maybe go to contact them (i forget how to find them) they ask for screenshot proof of everything. and you can therefore get to them. but if they're not willing or listening.. how are you supposed to contest things if they do not let you.
that was tumblrs response to what I sent them. i already deleted the email because i got so mad but i sent something like this to them:
"Hey Tumblr team! Today I received an email about Bishal Ahmed saying that I copied his photos. Referring to this post: https://jung-koook.tumblr.com/post/660582169678397441 but how is this possible if these photos are public? How could anyone ask for copyright claims when these are public pictures and millions of people share and spread them? I saved these pictures from BTS' Billboard article (here the link: https://www.billboard.com/articles/news/9618967/bts-billboard-cover-story-2021-interview/). After salved these pictures I open my photoshop and I made a colouring for those pictures. This is really some kind of a misunderstanding. It's a random person saying that I copied their pictures but the pictures I posted are not theirs. I'm not profiting on my account from anything. I definitely did not claim any rights for the pictures. Please, could you remove the strike after you analyze that I'm telling the truth? Thank you for your attention." (i edited some parts out and add others)
i dont think sending them any more emails will help me with that. tumblr doesnt seem to know how the website itself works. but thank you so much for this message ok. aaah also, it looks like tumblr took that persons word without even that person showing any proof about ~the copied post~. gosh, tumblr is really turning into a joke 🤦♀️
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Hi guys! So this is my 1000th post on this blog. I cannot express how thankful I am to all of you who have followed me and still read and see and like all of my stupid posts. I see all of your likes and reblogs and tags and comments, it fills my heart with such great happiness, you all are awesome! I'm so glad I get to be in this amazing fandom, it kinda feels like a second family at this point.
Anyway, tumblr freaked out when I wanted to post the whole thing in one, so I will separate it into two parts. Enjoy part one.
Dream a little dream of me
Peter loved his job more than anything. Being a kindergarten teacher was great, he loved being around kids and he knew the feeling was mutual, most of his kids said he was their favorite teacher. He had so many of their drawings and crafts, he kept them in a special folder in his desk at home. It warmed his heart and made a huge smile stretch over his face when he saw another drawing made for him. He loved all of his students equally. Okay, that's what he told everyone, because he wasn't supposed to say the truth. He couldn't tell people he had a favorite, that was rude and Peter wasn't gonna disappoint his kids. But truth be told, the little girl with the chestnut hair and the sparkly brown eyes and pretty smile was his favorite one of them all.
Morgan Stark, the daughter of a single mother, famous CEO's of Stark Industries and ex-lovers, Pepper Potts and Tony Stark. Morgan had only been Peter's student for a month and she already managed to get into Peter's heart with her charm and her smile. During those first four weeks of the school year, he hadn't had a chance to meet the girl's father. Obviously, he knew who it was. Everyone did. But Peter was so excited to see the man because honestly, Tony Stark had been his biggest celebrity crush for as long as he could remember. The thirty-five years old genius was not just smart and rich, he was also very handsome.
So it was understandable if he forgot how to breathe for a second when he was just reading something while the kids played around, waiting for their parents, and Morgan suddenly yelled out in that angeling voice of hers, "Daddy!"
Peter's head snapped up. He looked at the man at the door as he leaned down and picked up the small girl, kissing her forehead before he sat her on his hip. Peter's jaw dropped and he just stared. Tony was... wow. He was so hot, even more so up close than he did in all those pictures and interviews Peter had seen him in.
"Daddy, look, there's Mr. Parker. He's the nicest teacher ever!" Peter had no idea how to react. He moved to stand up, but then sat back down again, thinking it would be too much. But when the older man approaced him, he stood up anyway.
"So you're the teacher this little one has been telling me about lately. Hello, I'm Tony Stark," the man said with a smile - wow, so that's where Morgan got her smile from - and reached out a hand for Peter. It took a moment for him to process what was going on, but then he shook Tony's hand with an awkward laugh.
"I know, sir. I'm Peter. Parker."
Tony smiled and let the handshake last for a second or two longer than a normal handshake would, but Peter didn't mind.
"Go collect your stuff, babygirl," Tony said and set Morgan down to run back to her classmates and collect her backpack. Then, his attention turned back to Peter, he was now smirking. "Well, Mr. Parker, my daughter seems to love you very much."
"Oh yes, I love her too, you know. She's such a sweet little girl. She became my favorite student recently." He added that last thing quietly so that the rest of the class didn't hear it.
"Oh really?"
"Yes, of course! She's very nice and smart, she probably got that from her dad."
Peter only realized what slipped from his mouth when he saw Tony's lips stretch into a grin. "You think I'm smart, Mr. Parker?"
"Obviously, you're a literal genius, sir. The smartest person of our generation."
"That's very flattering, Mr. Parker. Thank you."
"Please, call me Peter, sir."
"Then you should call me Tony."
Was this flirting? No, there was no way. Right? Tony Stark could've got anyone, lingerie models would hang off his shoulders if he just asked them to do so, so many people wanted to get him and out of them all, why oh why would he choose Peter Parker?
"O-okay. Tony," Peter said, his voice a bit shaky, unsure. Just then, Morgan appeared next to her father, clutching the straps of her Iron Man backpack with her little hands.
"Can we go now," she asked.
"Of course munchkin. Give daddy that backpack, there you go. Say goodbye to Mr. Parker."
"Bye Mr. Parker," she waved as they walked towards the door hand in hand.
"Bye Morgan," he waved as well with a smile. That little girl was so adorable.
The next day, Peter was not expecting Tony again to come collect Morgan, but it looked like neither did Morgan.
They were outside on the playground when Tony walked through the gates and Morgan frowned at her from the sandbox. "Daddy? Why are you here? Where's mommy?"
"Mommy's busy, Morguna. But I'm here, aren't you happy?"
"I am!"
Tony laughed, oh, what a sound. "Alright then, little bug, go get your backpack."
"Yes daddy!"
She was up soon, running through the playground to go back in the building, both Tony and Peter yelling after her to slow down. They looked at each other and laughed.
"We meet again," Tony said, taking a few steps closer towards Peter.
"Looks like it," he said, still smiling.
"How was she today?"
"Oh amazing, just like always. There was a little misunderstanding when Lori over there tried to take one of her toys, but we worked that out eventually."
"Great to hear that," Tony said. He took another step forward. They were now a bit closer than Peter should've been with one of his students' father. "I've wanted to ask, by the way, how old are you, Peter?"
It caught him off-guard a little, usually his kids' parents didn't ask how old he was. They asked about how their children behaved, obviously, but never about Peter. Why would he care about Peter?
"Oh I'm twenty-five, sir. Tony, sorry. Um... why are you asking?"
"I was just curious." Another step forward. Peter's heart was now starting to beat a little faster. "Are you, by any chance, interested in men? Because... I'd like to grab a coffee with you sometime, of course, only if you'd like that."
Well, if the age question caught him off-guard then imagine Peter after that. His eyes widened and he crossed his arms so he could pinch the skin on his upper arm unnoticeably, just to see if he was really not dreaming. But no, Tony Stark still stood in front of him, expecting an answer from him.
Peter swallowed, suddenly noticing how dry his mouth was, before he cleared his throat to speak up. "Like- like on a date?"
"Yes, pretty much. I don't really know if there's a rule against that but... I'd like to take you out sometime. If you want to, that is."
"Well, yeah, yes, sure," he said after a little hesitation. What the hell was he hestitating for? This was Tony fucking Stark himself! "When?"
"Well, here's my number," the billionaire said as he fished his phone out from his pocket, and so did Peter. His hand was shaking a little from how excited he was, which he hoped Tony didn't see. They looked at each other, Tony smirking a little when he asked if he can say it. Peter nodded and the older man told him his number and Peter wrote it in his contact list, naming him Tony Stark with all caps because how crazy was that?!
"Daddy, look, I drew something for mommy!" Morgan's voice startled them again and Peter put his phone away quickly.
"Very beautiful baby, she'll love it."
"I didn't draw anything for you," she said with a little pout.
"That's okay, my love, you'll draw something tomorrow," Tony said with a fond smile as he took ahold of Morgan's little hand.
"But mommy said he'd come for me tomorrow."
"Oh honey, I think mommy will be busy tomorrow as well." Tony glanced at Peter and winked before they turned around and walked through the gates, getting into a black car right outside. As they drove off, Peter's finger started to itch for his phone right away.
He didn't see Tony for a few days after that, even though he said he'd come for Morgan the day he gave him his number. Peter started to worry, thinking it was his fault, that he scared him off. It's been four days, including the weekend, and the older man didn't even try to call him.
Fuck, he didn't even get Peter's number! What if he was waiting for a text? Oh God, Peter was so dumb!
He then and there stopped planning tomorrow's classes and he grabbed his phone, opening the chat with Tony. His thumb danced over the screen for a few minutes, trying to decide what to write, trying to think of something nice and sweet, maybe a bit cheeky to make Tony smile. He wrote and deleted. Wrote and then deleted. Until he decided to just stick with the essentials, and he wrote a //very original// text.
Peter: Hi, it's Peter.
Peter: Parker.
He waited for a few minutes, anxiously staring at his screen for a while before he put it down and decided to make himself a tea to distract himself. He walked into his kitchen, filling the kettle with hot water and putting it on the stove to boil. And while his hands were occupied, his mind could do nothing but wander back to that man. He thought back to that day when he asked him out, when he stepped closer and closer to Peter, close enough to touch but he never did. He was too scared he'd come off as weird or eager if he touched him. After all, what kind of teacher touches his students' parents a day after meeting for the first time?
The water boiled soon and Peter poured some in his huge, colorful mug, placing the tea filter in it, a teaspoon of sugar and then he was back in his living room, grabbing his phone from his desk before he sat down on the couch. He checked if he got any messages. And in that very minute, his phone buzzed, making Peter jump and his phone almost fell out of his hand.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!"
Tony: Well hello Peter, you almost made me think you changed your mind about that date
Peter: No, of course not! I'd still very much like to go out with you
Oh wow, that seemed eager as hell. It dawned on Peter that maybe he should've waited at least a couple minutes before texting back, he now probably seemed so pathetic, like he waited for ten minutes staring at his phone and waiting for Tony to write back. He didn't have too much time to worry about that, because another text from Tony came through.
Tony: That's very good to hear, darling. So when are you free?
It was just as quick as Peter's response. Maybe Tony didn't care about how fast Peter texted back to him, maybe he just wanted to talk...
Peter: I'm free this weekend, Saturday if that's ok with you
Tony: That would be good for me too. Around 9 maybe?
Peter: Sounds perfect
Perfect? Why did he say perfect? "That's good," "that'll be nice," "okay," something simpler like that didn't go through your mind, Parker?! What the fuck is wrong with you?!
Tony: Then I'll see you in four days, Peter x
Peter: See you x
They really did that. They really just sent each other x's. Peter squealed a little as he put his phone down, jumping on his seat in excitement. He took a sip of the hot tea that's been resting on his coffee table since he made it, and turned on the TV. A silly romcom was playing, The ugly truth. Peter had seen it before, he liked it, mostly because he found Gerard Butler hot. What? He had a thing for older men.
So he settled down on the comfy couch, a blanket over him and the hot tea warming his icy fingertips as he watched the movie. And while he did, he still thought about Tony, and mentally, he was choosing an outfit for the occasion.
Two days later, on a rainy Wednesday when all of the kids were in the room, playing by themselves during the afternoon, Morgan walked up to Peter as he was talking to another student. She pulled him away and then showed him a drawing of hers.
"Wow, Morgan, that's so pretty! Who are these people," he asked, pointing at the stick figures on the paper.
"That's mommy, that's me, and that's you and daddy."
Peter's eyes widened. "Why me and daddy?"
"Because," she started fiddling with her hands dancing from side to side, "I told daddy I like you very much and he said he likes you too and he said he will take you on a date but I can't tell anyone but I wanted to tell you so please don't tell daddy I told you but he wants to take you on a date."
Peter chuckled, ruffling her brown hair. She looked so much like Tony. "It's okay, little one, I'm sure daddy won't be mad you told me. But don't tell anyone else if he doesn't want you to, okay?"
"Otay!"
"Will you go back to playing now?"
"Yes but I want you to have the drawing."
"I'll keep the drawing," he said with a warm smile and Morgan giggled happily before skipping away, back to her friends. Peter looked at the drawing for quite a while as he walked back to his desk, sitting on top of it. It was like any drawing done by a small child, but this was... somehow different. His kids often drew him and then gave the drawing to him, but this wasn't like that. Morgan drew her father, her mother, herself and Peter. She drew her family... and Peter.
"Hey," he heard a voice next to him and he looked up from the drawing in his hand. It was Tony. "I came for Morgan."
He came in so quietly, not even Morgan was aware that her dad walked into the room. She was playing along with her friends, her back turned to Tony and Peter.
"Hi," Peter greeted when he looked back at Tony.
"What are you looking at?"
"It's a- uh... Morgan drew this for me today." He put the drawing down on the desk facing downwards so that Tony didn't see it. "So you're taking dad duty today?"
"Sort of. Can I see the drawing?"
"Sort of? So you're just picking her up and then dropping her at her mom's house?"
"No, I'm taking her for dinner as well, but full dad duty is when she sleeps at mine. So the drawing-"
"How often does she sleep at yours?"
"Every second week, except for when I have busieness trips."
"I didn't see you last month at all, though."
"No, we left out a month, I had lots of things to do. I've missed her so much."
"I bet you did. I'd miss her too if I didn't get to see her for a month."
"So... can I see the drawing," he asked again.
"Morgan, look who it is!"
"Daddyyy!"
Tony tried to look at Peter angrily, but a smile spread over his face. "Cheeky," he said before turning around and crouching down in front of his daughter. "What's up Morguna? Are you ready for a fun afternoon?"
"Yeees!"
"Grab your jacket and your backpack and we can go." As Morgan ran away, he straightened up again and looked at Peter. "And you... I'll pick you up at 8:30 on Saturday, send me your address."
"Gladly," Peter chuckled.
After the Starks left, Peter turned the drawing up again and stared at it for a couple more minutes until another parent arrived to pick up their kid. He had no idea how to feel about being a part of their family just yet... but he very much liked the idea of Tony Stark.
A few days later, Peter was up at 7am, trying to choose between three outfits for his date that morning. The night before, he went through two facemasks, a hairwash and shaving as well (no, he wasn't about to get to business on the first date, but better be safe than sorry), so for the morning, all he had to do was get dressed and do his hair.
He may or may not had a little breakdown while trying to decide which outfit he wanted to wear, but that's normal, and at the end, he chose a V-neck burgundi shirt with jeans and a jacket. He styled his hair perfectly (thank the hair gods for that, he had never managed to do that before), and panicked when his doorbell buzzed.
"Parker, who is this?"
"Tony."
"You said you'd text before you left and called when you got here!"
"Wanted to surprise you."
"Oh my God, be glad I'm ready anyways, otherwise you'd be in trouble."
Tony laughed. "Alright, Cinderella, come down and show me yourself."
Peter smiled and grabbed his keys and wallet from the kitchen counter before heading out.
"Wow," Tony mumbled when they finally met in front of the building. "Didn't think you could look better."
Peter blushed. "Thank you." The man in front of him was wearing a button up and black jeans, a jacket casually thrown over his shoulders. He looked so effortlessly good, the kind that would get up from bed and just look sexy as ever. "You look great, too."
"Why thank you, angel. Shall we go?"
"Oh yes, of course! Where are we going?"
"I wanted to take you somewhere further away but I saw a very cute café not far away, we could walk there," Tony said as he took ahold of Peter's hand and wrapped it around his arm to lead him. Wow, no one has ever done that to Peter before.
"That's my favorite place!"
"I assumed," Tony commented with a triumphant smirk.
"Since when do you teach kindergarteners?"
"I started about three years ago, I graduated early."
"And why this career?"
Peter chuckled. He often got that question. "I think it's one of the most important jobs, to raise the next generation well. If you don't do it right then humanity will just get more and more screwed up."
"Fair point."
Peter then turned the question around. "And why guns?"
Tony sighed. "It was my dad's legacy. He wanted me to carry on with it, so I did, and I didn't see anything wrong with it until..."
He knew Tony was talking about the time he got kidnapped by the Ten Rings and became Iron Man. That was when Peter really started looking up to the man, he thought it was a very heroic move and he wasn't sure if he'd have had the balls to give up his job to be a superhero and fight people.
"I'm sorry for bringing it up."
"No, it's okay, I just don't talk about this on the first date," he dodged with a joke. Peter laughed and happily changed the subject before it got too much for Tony.
After the short walk, they entered the café and ordered two coffees and pastries for each of them. As they had their breakfasts (at least that's what it was for Peter), they talked about movies, and turns out they were both huge fans of retro sci-fis and action movies. Peter also mentioned that he liked romcoms and after a while, Tony admitted that he "kinda likes them" as well. It was sweet to see this man, a billionaire genius superhero, open up and show Peter his soft side.
But the softest side of Tony came through when Peter asked about Morgan.
"Me and my back then secretary, Pepper had this crazy night. We were both drunk and somehow she just got pregnant. At first we really panicked, but now, we wouldn't have in otherwise. This little sunshine is really the highlight of our lives, she's so chatty and so cute. And I hate watching Disney movies every single night when she's over, but that would be the smallest sacrifice if it meant I could have her over all the time." He showed Peter hundreds of images of her on his phone and Peter's heart melted more and more from every picture. The drawing that the little girl gave him on Wednesday popped into his mind again and now he saw it from a slightly different perspective...
They didn't even notice how quick the time went as they talked, it was like they'd only just met up in front of Peter's building, but when he caught a glimpse of Tony's Rolex, he saw that they've been there for over two hours. He mentioned it to Tony, who laughed and offered Peter a walk home, which he gladly accepted. The older man didn't let him pay the bill either, even though Peter said multiple times that he doesn't expect Tony to buy everything for him. He just insisted.
"I had a lot of fun today, Peter," Tony said as they were heading back to Peter's apartment, this time with not only their arms wrapped around the other's, but holding hands. It felt so natural to hold the man's hand, it made Peter feel somehow... safe.
"So did I. Maybe we could do it again sometime?"
"Oh yeah, I'd like that a lot. Maybe a proper dinner next time?"
Peter raised an eyebrow. "Will you let me pay for at least half of the bill?"
"You're going out with a billionaire and you seriously want to pay the bill?"
"Yes! I'm not going out with you for your money, Tony. I want you to know that. So next time, you'll let me pay."
"If that's what you really want then okay."
When they got back to Peter's apartment, Tony took the younger man's chin between his fingers and tilted it to the side so he could kiss his cheek. Peter blushed deeply and smiled awkwardly. "Thank you so much for today, Peter. I'll see you later."
"Thank you as well. See you."
He watched Tony get in his car before he opened the door, getting in as he heard the engine start. He waved through the window at Tony as he drove away before twirling around twice. Something so unlike life just happened to him and if he was dreaming, he'd give everything for it to never end.
@staticwhispersinthedark wanted to be tagged so here you go!
#starker#starker fanfiction#starker fanfic#teacher x parent au#fluff#tony stark/peter parker#tony stark x peter parker#tony x peter#au#no powers au#teacher peter#single dad tony
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Ven Rambles: Abandoned Lore 1
@fanfics-and-fangirling The lore is long and kinda complicated. I’m sorry, you were probably expecting like a paragraph or 3. I basically wrote an essay on it.
Ok, so I mentioned how it’s a three way interconnected universe and a crossover. The fandoms you need to know are Miraculous Ladybug, Batman (DC), Marvel, and the CLAMP-verses, most specifically Cardcaptor Sakura and possibly XXXHolic which is in the same multi-verse so I’m counting it as one.
Some ten thousands of years ago, several world/dimension traveling magic users - the leading members of which were Clow Reed, the most powerful sorcerer in the multiverse and Ichihara Yuuko, literally known as the space-time witch, and a Loki from an older, alternate dimension - decided to make things easier for others to travel through dimensions while simultaneously creating a safe haven for their kind since there are some worlds where magic users are hunted, either for slavery or death.
They started with connecting universes in 3s, moved onto 7s, and then 9s before creating even more complex varieties of interconnecting field spells. That’s not particularly important because the universes we’re interested is one of the earliest, imperfect versions. I should have but did not make a name for what these interconnected universes are called.
The universes are set in an equilateral triangle with the three universes as cornerstones, the shape that stabilizes the plane at the center - from henceforth will be called the central plane - that is essentially the magical version of an airport. It also has the affect of stabilizing time, so instead of 1 minute to 1 month ratio between the connected universes, it’s a minute to minute thing. And it’s linked to the passage of time on Earth because Midgard is the “center of the universe“ in Marvel-verse, Miraculous-verse doesn’t have aliens (as far as I know), and DC-verse is just outnumbered. Because it’s set in an equilateral triangle, it’s shape is very delicate and a shift or misplacement could cause the entire central plane to deteriorate and collapse.
Because the central plane is entirely made of magic, I imagine it looks something like a cross between a Wuxia world and classic fantasy land. You have magic plants and creatures growing out of random crevices and bizarre weather patterns that are a result of whatever plane guardian - Clow Card creatures, bc Clow Reed would absolutely do something like that and I don’t think the other two wouldn’t really object- is active and doing their job that day. But because of that, central planes is also a treasure trove of magical ingredients.
Over time, this particular one was abandoned in favor the newer, less delicate planes - with different universes as cornerstones - with have higher quality whatever ingredient is needed. The more powerful magic users move out. The remaining magic users 1. don’t know it’s possible to cross dimensions 2. do not have the power to 3. new magic users are brought in after the new planes were created and are sent there instead, completely skipping over introducing our central plane. At any rate, the number of magic users dwindles and at this point in time, only a handful of magic users remember it exists.
(Frick, why does Tumblr keep deleting paragraphs when I just want to delete a sentence. I have to retype all of that and I lost my train of thought. This is the fourth time already.)
By the time the story begins, the ones who know about it are the Al Ghuls, Frigga, the Loki that was born in this Marvel-verse who was introduced to it by his mother for his magic lessons, and anyone who stumbles across the random portals that have begun to appear because the Marvel cornerstone has been slightly shifted out of place by some cosmic event. (Marinette, who’d probably about 8 - 10 years old at this point in time.)
That shift caused the Marvel-verse to start pulling away, which in turn makes the other two cornerstones pull together in an attempt to maintain equilibrium.
Before we go further into that, a quick crash course in magical numerology. The first nine numbers are sacred, each one with a meaning attached to it. The ones we’re interested in for this story are 1, 2, and 3. 1 means unity. 2 means disorder. 3 means harmony.
I apologize for not being able to fully articulate this part but it makes sense in my head and I will do my best to make sense to everyone reading this.
As long as there are 3 cornerstones, the central plane will be stable due to the harmony factor. Problem is, as DC and MLB universes get closer, they begin to merge, made easier by the fact they’ve been bound together for so long. This makes the numbers drop from 3 to a fluctuation between 1 and 2.
Magic begins to separate them as 2+1= 3 rather than a full trinity of 1+1+1=3. Marvel-verse is totally fine (for now) but DCxMLB universes are experiencing some trippy things, news begins to filter between the worlds, abnormal weather patterns, memories merging and many more “ghostly interaction” experiences. For the most part, people can just dismiss it but the magically and spiritually inclined are having the worst time of their lives, especially those with foresight abilities.
The two universes haven’t really merged yet, probably won’t for another 5 years or so, but it’s close enough to be an inevitable event and that causes it to the math to go from 2+1=3 to 1+1=2, which as I have mentioned, destabilizes the central plane. It still exists, but it is now an EXTRA chaotic place, most of the sentient magical flora and fauna are going crazy and the guardian cards are in full panic mode which does affect a whole lot of things. The central plane eventually crumbles and anything inside it at the time vanishes into the in-between of universes, most likely never to be seen again. (Either they die from lack of anything they need to survive, miraculously find their way onto another plane, or descend into the literal hell that is where the most cursed and hated creations ever to exist were thrown into where they must adapt or die, probably die. Unless they have knowledge of the old way of moving between universes, in which case they’d be fine once they’ve re-oriented themselves.)
I hadn’t decided if Marvel-verse will detach completely and accelerate the merger between Maribat verse or if it rebounds and forces another merger which would also accelerate the merger in a different direction. I’d also like to mention that since Earth is where the worlds are linked, that is the place that is most affected, other parts of the universe are like “hey, budge over and make some room for me.“ because before that, it was probably just a void there and only the parts where there is some.
If this isn’t fully coherent, that’s because I was in the middle of world building before angst and crack took over and I had to scrap the idea.
#Maribat#mlb x dc x ccs#mlb x dc x marvel x ccs#maribat x CCS#Ven's ideas#Ven's rambling#multi-crossover#crossover#discarded idea#it evolved into Tropes-verse#should i make this into an outline?#i'm not sure if it makes sense#feel free to ask questions#it's kinda long#sorry about that#this took me all day#bc tumblr kept deleting whole paragraphs#well damn#i might actually come back to this one day#i really liked the idea#but then crack took over#Daminette
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Aaaaa thank you so much for answering my ask !! Now can we get Bucci gang with the witch ask please ??
Your wish is my command!
I added Trish to this one too 🌹
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I love Mista’s smile in the other one but I really needed one with Giorno
Giorno
- I think less of the Bucci gang will be attracted to witchy based on their aesthetic. 😆 Giorno has kind of a mysterious aura. I think he would have caught the eye of witchy first.
- Giorno is a charmer, too. Gifts of flowers, showing them butterflies and birds and other beautiful living things; dare I say they fall hard and they fall fast for him
- He is also very attentive and observant of others though; especially of his s/o, he’ll notice something is different about them rather quickly
- As Giorno is prone to action, sometimes even to the extreme, he’ll get them to reveal their abilities to him in some extremely over dramatic fashion - maybe he gets himself gravely wounded, knowing he can heal himself with Gold Experience should his hunch be incorrect
- Of course, it isn’t, and his s/o will spring into action to help him, revealing their magic
- Depending on how they react to revealing to him they’re a witch, Giorno will reveal his own abilities only if they aren’t upset about it
- He did also just trick the person he’s supposed to care about most in the world, that’s not exactly something to be proud of
- As far as witches go, he’s not that bothered by it. Frankly, Polpo was weirder than this. Also I don’t remember if Giorno knows his father was a vampire or not, but if he does than a witch is nothing lol
- He can use Gold Experience to create animals and plants for his s/o’s magic, which they are incredibly grateful for
- Absolute power couple, you do not fuck with the boss of Passione and his s/o, or the absolute unit of a dog that seems to be always with them
Bruno
- Witchy definitely approached him. They probably even know who he is, cuz I feel like Bruno is pretty well known in the city. I can see how a witch would absolutely, totally want to get with a member of the Italian mafia.
- Bruno is more affectionate than anyone the witch has ever had in their life. They are completely and utterly charmed by him. At first they even wonder if it was some kind of spell, but no, it’s just Bruno and how charismatic he is.
- Bruno is ashamed of the blood on his hands, and wishes to keep his s/o from that world. Witchy wants to become closer to understand the underworld
- Similar to Risotto, he finds out about his s/o’s identity after he discovers a plot to kidnap them for ransom; he arrives to find a similar scene, the hellhound spitting fire and the witch kicking ass
- He’s mostly quite relieved at first. He doesn’t have to worry about them, because they are clearly capable on their own
- Bruno is a little worried about his s/o, however. He’s protective of those he’s close to after what happened with his father, and he fears if their secret gets out that Passione might want to try and use them
- He will continue to try to keep them out of the gangster life
- He will support them the best he can, and he will dote over them as much as I can see Bruno being extremely doting over any s/o of his
- The hellhound likes him a lot because Bruno respects its power, but is strong enough on his own to protect witchy
Abbacchio
- He is the exception. He is absolutely attracted to witchy at first because of their witchy goth aesthetic.
- Witchy was instantly attracted to him. I mean look at him, he’s literally the ideal goth husband
- You’ve never seen a hotter couple
- The hellhound is not a submissive pet, it only listens to the witch; except when it comes to Abbacchio. It is entirely submissive to Abbacchio
- I kinda have this funny headcanon that Abbacchio was very into the occult when he was younger, and he started getting back into it after his life fell apart but before he met Bruno; so he picks up rather quickly that his s/o is a witch
- He doesn’t bring it up for a long time though, because he didn’t think it was relevant
- It’s just so not a big deal to him that it shocks witchy
Mista
- Also probably was a little attracted because of the witchy goth aesthetic. He thought they were way out of his league, but hit on then anyway
- He was entirely shocked when they flirted back.
- Witchy thought he was extremely cute (I mean who doesn’t??)
- They absolutely love how superstitous Mista is. Superstition goes hand in hand with magic.
- Mista is enjoying his relationship with witchy so much that any indicators of what they are go straight over his head
- When they finally tell him his reaction is about as exaggerated and comical as you can imagine. His eyes practically pop out of his head and he’s yelling to high heaven “WHAT you’re a WITCH?!”
- Witchy probably has to kiss him to shut him up
- Mista thinks it’s really hot and would absolutely be down to be a little guinea pig for them
Narancia
- Narancia was blown away the first time he saw them and was nearly love at first sight
- His earnesty and passion won them over almost instantly as well
- He loves the hellhound and the hellhound loves him
- Thanks to Aerosmith and it’s incredible tracking, Narancia always knows when someone is approaching him
- His s/o notices the pattern immediately, wonders if Narancia has some sort of ability they’ve never come across
- They approach the subject of Narancia’s abilities, to which Narancia explains his Stand to them and they are just very confused
- Narancia gets overexcited and thinks they have a Stand too
- He’s very confused when they say no. So what has he been sending all this time on his radar around them?
- S/o explains what they are and Narancia has a very exaggerated reaction similar to Mista
- He didn’t know witches could exist! Stands are about as weird as he’s seen
- Will become incredibly protective; I mean, he is already, but as soon as the idea that someone might hurt them over their powers comes to his mind, it never leaves
- He and the hellhound have an interesting relationship because they both kind of annoy each other but at the same time respect
- Also is probably okay with being a guinea pig a little for their spells, as long as they give him lots of love and attention afterwards
Fugo
(I’m so mad bcuz Fugo was the one I had completely written out and it was so good and tumblr didnt save it and I totally forgot everything I wrote so it’s just lost to the void forever)
- Witchy approaches Fugo first. He catches their attention one day, and the look in his eyes has them very curious
- Fugo is guarded, immediately suspicious of them approaching him, and wants to determine if they’re a threat to Bucciarati
- Once he recognizes that they aren’t a threat though, his walls come down
- Like Giorno, hes very intelligent and observant. The closer he gets to his s/o, the more he realizes their odd behavior
- Eventually he confronts them and they come clean about being a witch
- Fugo doesn’t believe them at first and kind of gets angry, but he can recognize the sincerity to their words
- He is a cautious person, and is worried about their safety despite the hellhound.
- Witchy constantly reminds him how special he is, how he caught their eye in the middle of the street
Trish
- Okay you know that thing how they used to say Barbie vs goth but now it’s Barbies and goths love each other? That’s Trish and her s/o
- They met because they were both trying to compliment one another
- What a goddamn power couple based on looks alone
- I don’t think Trish would catch on to her s/o being a witch. She strikes me as a bit similar to Narancia in that regard
- Witchy probably notices some weird patterns too, that things seem to turn a soft jelly consistency for a moment when Trish is around
- When her s/o tells her they’re a witch, Trish is also shocked but at the same time, she isn’t. Stands were the thing that kinda shattered her perception of reality. Learning about witches so soon afterwards I think her surprise would be tempered
- Really gets into it when her s/o shows off their abilities. She finds them amazing
- Loves the hellhound even after finding out its a hellhound. It would never hurt her, it loves her too though it might act a little tsundere toward the affection Trish gives it
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[A/N: sorry this literally took me forever some reason. I’m gonna blame it partially on tumblr pissing me off when it deleted all the Fugo I had written the first time]
#bree writes#jojo headcanons#giorno x reader#bruno x reader#abbacchio x reader#mista x reader#narancia x reader#fugo x reader#trish x reader#bucci gang#reader is a witch hehe
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Can you do of how Allies would react to their s/o looking at them for a long time and when they ask her what’s wrong, she just complements them? Like she/he is so in love.
💕I wrote this whole scenario with the Allies and bonus with axis but I went to schedule it to post and then tumblr crashed and it deleted the whole thing!!! That isn’t your fault of course but I need to rant because it was soooooo good😤😤💕 I quit tumblr
America
“You’re really handsome Alfie.” You smiled. Your boyfriend stared at you with wide eyes, then smiled trying to hide the blush on his face.
“Thank you darling.” He chuckled drawling his southern accent. He has always been insecure about his looks. (Even though he literally looks like a 20 year old Brad Pitt). You rolled your eyes and snuggled back deeper into his side.
England
“You really have the most beautiful eyes.” You whispered. The Brit couldn’t contain the smile that spread across his cheeks as he pressed his forehead against yours.
“So that’s why you were staring at me?” He chuckled stroking your back. You blushed but nodded as he smirked and picked up the book again continuing to read.
(I know in like every scenario with England he is always reading to you but I feel like you guys would literally spend most of the day doing that. Like you two could go through 3 big books a week)
France
“Every time I look at you I want to cry because I love you so much.” You breathed. Francis’ breath hitches in his throat as he for once didn’t know what to say. And he sure as hell couldn’t stop the tears that threatened to spill over his eyes. He tucked your head under his chin and pressed you against him.
“I don’t know what I did to deserve you and that beautiful complement.” He whispered. He wished he could stay like this forever. Never have get up and leave. Never have to go anywhere without you. He wished he could just hold you against him, keeping you safe and warm.
Russia
“You make me so happy!” You smiled. The worried look in his eyes quickly faded and was replaced with a deep sparkle that always made your knees weak.
Happy?
He makes you happy?
He didn’t know that was possible. He’s never made anyone happy.
“That makes me happy.” He whispered, pressing a tight kiss against you head.
China
“I always feel so safe with you!” You stated. A horror movie was playing on the screen and Yao thought you got scared because of the way you were staring at him but infact you were realizing how safe you were with him. A lot of people thought he was an old man but he could kick some major ass.
“Of course you’re safe with me. I would do anything to keep you safe.” He assured. The fact you trusted him so much always seemed to make his heart swell.
Canada
“You’re so strong!” You exclaimed causing your boyfriend to blush. He was outside copping some firewood and you spent that time enjoying the way his muscles moved. He came inside and thought something was wrong with the way you stared at him.
“It’s not that hard.” He said humbly. He threw a chunck if firewood into the fireplace and placed the rest on the shevle.
“It doesn’t matter you’re still really strong.” You smiled squeezing his arm when he plopped down on the couch next to you.
“Well thank you maple.”
{Bonus}
Italy
“You have the softest hair!” You exclaimed, running your fingers through it. Your boyfriend beamed at you before wrapping a protective arm around your back.
“Not as soft as yours Bella.” He chuckled, kissing your forehead softly.
Japan
“You’re my favorite person.” The sudden statement caused your boyfriend to swallow harshly. Bitting the inside of his cheek he hid a small smile. He threw his shoulder over the back of the couch silently telling you to curl up next to him. Taking the opportunity you threw yourself at him snuggling your face in his neck. You couldn’t stop a smile when you felt he didn’t tense like he use to when you touched him.
“You’re my favorite person to.” He whispered after sometime. “I’ve never had a favorite person or been a favorite person before.”
You removed your head from his shoulder at this statment and kisses his cheek.
“Well you are going to be my favorite person for a very, very, very,very long time.” You assured.
Germany
“You are beautiful.” Those words caused your boyfriend to choke on his beer.
“I’m sorry what?” He asked.
Here he was. One of his arms slung over the back of the couch, a beer in his other hand resting on his thigh. He was wearing a white t shirt and a grey pair of sweats. His hair was slightly wet and a mess after the shower he (you both😉)took after working out. And yet he had the audacity to look like a literal god!
“You’re a Beautiful Man. Like a beautiful, manly, painting.” You grumbled. You were annoyed at how someone could look so beautiful, but that same beautiful person was wrapped around your little finger so it was okay.
“Why do you sound so mad?”
Prussia
“You really are awesome.” You sighed softly. You were having a video game marathon and you watched as your boyfriend easily completed all that tasks with little effort. You assumed because it was a strategy game and he is the king of strategy.
“That’s a mean joke.” He mumbled his eyes moving away from the screen to glance at you. He quickly looked back at his game just in time to kill a bad guy.
“I’m being serious.” You assured. Your heart ached at the thought of him thinking you were just kidding. “You really are! I mean everything seems to come easy to you, you’re really funny, you’re super hot, you take care of me, and you love me! You’re Perfect!” He looked at you not even bothering to pause the game. The enemy quickly attacked him and he died but he didn’t even seem to notice. Thick tears welled up in his eyes and he stared at you instensly like he was searching for a sign that you weren’t being honest.
“Gil I’m not lying.” You cupped his cheeks with your hands. He stared at you for another long moment before cradling your body tightly against him.
“Don’t Tell anyone how much of a pussy I’m being.” He shuddered against your shoulder. You knew he was trying to push back some emotions. You didn’t bother saying anything but curled yourself tighter around him.
Romano
“I’m so lucky to have you.” Those words caught Lovino off guard. He was just about to scold you because you were staring at him while he was making pizza and according to him ‘it messes up my focus and the pizza doesn’t come out as good.’
No one has ever been lucky to have him.
No one even wanted to have him.
“Thank you, princess.” He whispered. He didn’t know what else to say. How do you tell someone that they are the best thing that ever happened to them? Well he guessed he could just actually say that. By the time he snapped out of his thought you had already gone back to watching the show you were engrossed in before you got distracted. “I love you.” Was all he managed to say. You smiled, but you would never realized the extent of his love for you.
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hq boys as things i’ve done
i wrote this yesterday on my phone because i couldn’t write properly,,, if you’re willing to read this, i’m so sorry
warnings: weird stuff lmao
oikawa: before having his own computer he thought a bong was a dildo and spent thirty minutes looking up "marijuana tube" in google before realising he wasn't on private mode
akaashi: was sleep deprived, thought saying pjo stuff while watching hp with his sister's friends was a good idea, and ended up annoying the whole room with a speech of why dumbledore and chiron didn't have the same beard length
semi: posted three insta stories about his fan page using english slang before realising he was on his personal account
shirabu: posted music stories on instagram daily so his crush would notice him to then find out he was indeed gay, but dating another boy
yahaba: went to ireland and instead of buying gifts, spent almost all of his money on clothes he couldn't buy in his country, so he bought chocolate for his father
hirugami: convinced his parents to let him stay at a friend's house so he could go out for "a few hours at night" thinking he would end up partying and instead stayed the whole night babysitting his friend
kunimi: had a crush on one of his friends but refused to let them know. when it was too late, his friend already had a girlfriend, and just a few says after he realised he could have just let them know without asking them out. after all of that, he just shrugged it off saying "it do be like that" and read crack on tumblr
konoha: accidentally killed his fish by overfeeding it and cried when his parents flushed it down the toilet even though he had forgotten about it for a week
atsumu: cracked his head open when he was three for crouching down in a chair, tried to get up, and stumbled with the long cheap collar he had around that reached his feet
osamu: threw atsumu from the top bunk bed because he just felt like it, and caused him back pain for a week because he landed on top of a toy
bokuto: tried cutting a strand of hair, ended up cutting it so short it wasn't visible, and freaked out when it started to grow and felt like a beard in the middle of his forehead
iwaizumi: when he was twelve, he looked up porn in his tablet without private mode. when his parents checked it he said it was a virus, his parents brought it to a specialist and found out his tablet did actually have a virus. to this day, he still doesn't know if his parents knew or took the bait.
kyoutani: tried to become tiktok famous in a week but chickened at the third day and deleted the app forever
i might do this again if i’m bored lmao i have way too many cursed memories
#haikyuu!!#haikyuu hcs#haikyuu headcanons#oikawa tooru#akaashi keiji#semi eita#shirabu kenjirou#yahaba shigeru#hirugami sachiro#kunimi akira#konoha akinori#atsumu miya#osamu miya#iwaizumi hajime#bokuto koutarou#kyoutani kentarou
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