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Madara Mikejima x GN!Reader
SELFISH. After overworking yourself to the bone, your friends find you passed out. Thankfully, Madara is there to help out. (Originally posted Sep 14th)
Contains : Fluff, mild angst, mutual pining
Word Count : 2.4k
Finally, training was over for Midori and Chiaki. The song they were training for was exceptionally more taxing on their bodies, but each time a session was over they felt more confident and satisfied in their efforts.
To destress a bit, they decided (or, more like Chiaki decided for the both of them) to walk around ES Square a bit, more specifically their gardens and parks. The flowers and greenery surrounding the two men brought a certain type of comfort neither of them could pinpoint. It brought a kind of calmness to their minds, gracing them with peace of mind for just a few minutes.
The two talked amongst themselves, Chiaki focusing on what he could improve on in the choreography that their producer had prepared for Ryuseitai. Midori had decided to detour their walk to a quieter area of the gardens, usually where nobody would be.
“And I was thinking- hm?” Chiaki’s once-wildly moving hands stop midway in his ramble, his gaze falling on something- no, someone. Then, a small breathy chuckle follows.
“What is it?” Midori asks.
The brunette points to an area subtly hidden by thick banana plant leaves, and Midori moves one of the leaves out of his view to see what his friend had seen. His eyes widen for a split second before he breathes out a sigh, a nearly visible smile appearing on his face.
“So, that’s where they’ve been.”
There you sat, hunched-over and sitting at the small, white table, your papers and notes strewn out all over the table. However, you were passed out cold, your head laying on your arms, pencil dangling in your dominant hand; you must’ve fallen asleep while studying.
The duo approached you quietly, knowing you rarely had moments to yourself where you could get a decent amount of sleep with all the work piled on your shoulders.
“Should we wake them?” Midori asks Chiaki.
“Ahh, please don’t.” A voice comes from behind them, making them nearly jump out of their skin in surprise. There stood Madara, a bag strap in hand - upon closer inspection, it was yours - and a hoodie of his in another. “Sorry, I found them here earlier and went to go get their stuff before I took them home.”
“Oh, Mikejima, you’re helping them out?” Chiaki asks, a knowing grin on his face.
“Well of course, Mama always helps!” He says in a hushed voice, a large smile making its way on his lips - and along with that, a small blush across his cheeks.
“Of course, of course.”
“Seems kinda wrong to just leave them passed out here, no?”
“Good point. Is there anything we can help you with?” Midori looks over to the mess that is your notes. Maybe a bit of a cleanup wouldn’t hurt.
“Well, if you could make sure they don't kill me when they wake up, that’d be much appreciated.”
The three of them laugh quietly at that - sleep was incredibly precious to their friend resting in front of them, after all.
With that, Madara approaches you, putting his hoodie over your shoulders before crouching down to your level and gently places his hand over your arm, rubbing up and down soothingly. You breathe in deeply before groaning lightly, your eyes scrunching together, desperate to cling onto the last moment of sleep before waking up. As your eyes slowly open to a squint and lock onto Madara’s, time stops for the both of you, and for a moment, it feels like it’s just the two of you there in that tender moment. His heart beats wildly, but he can’t tell if it’s out of fear that you’ll get angry at him for waking you up, or if his infatuation with you is getting to him again. By the telltale sign of the blush on his face worsening, he knows it’s the latter.
“Hey there, sleeping beauty.” He mumbles, a dopey smile on his face.
You take a moment to process his words before groaning, shielding your face in your crossed arms to hide the embarrassing blush spreading across your cheeks. You breathe in deeply before turning your head to look at the man once again, getting into a more properly seated position.
“I guess I fell asleep, huh…?” Your voice is deep and gravelly, and you rub the sleep from your eyes to wake up more.
“Yeah, we found you here.” The moment between you and Madara is broken as Chiaki speaks up, smiling at you.
“Have you been overworking yourself again?” Midori asks.
“Probably.” You sigh, looking over to the mess on the table. You gather the papers, putting them into a neat stack before taking a clip to keep it all together.
“Well, Mama’s takin’ ya home, alright?” Madara pats your arm before standing to his full height, slinging your bag onto his shoulder. “Here, pass me your papers.”
“Mm, I can take my bag and head home myself, thanks though.” The prospect of Madara escorting you home makes your heart skip a beat for some reason (but you know exactly why).
“Nope, no choice. Now c’mon, give me your stuff.”
Knowing you can’t change his mind, you nod and slowly get up, but your brain suddenly catches up to the present and lets you know that your legs have gone completely numb. Immediately, you reach out and try to grasp Madara’s hands to save yourself, and he graciously wraps his arms around your waist instead. Thank god for fast reflexes, he muses to himself. The feeling of you in his arms makes something in his chest squeeze in longing, hoping for something more.
“Woah, you okay?!” Chiaki runs over, Midori following in tow, an equally worried look on his face.
“Yeah, sorry,” your face flushes, “I guess I was in that position for so long my legs went numb.”
“Good thing Mama was here to catch you!” Madara grins and then, to rub it in, “I guess you can say you fell for me, hah!”
You roll your eyes, but of course your face betrays your real feelings, and the man holding you takes notice. …Maybe, there’s a chance?
“Well, hop on my back then.” He says, crouching down in front of you.
“Wh–”
“Your legs are numb. C’mon, let me help you for once.”
His words make your eyes widen, and you pause. Does he really want to…? But what if I’m just burdening him more? Oh, get a grip - he’s already gone through all this trouble, I’ve always been burdening him… what’s a little more selfishness? I’ve always been like this, after all.
Selfish.
“(Y/N)?” Madara pulls you out of your self-deprecating thoughts, bringing you back to him.
“Fine.” Your simple response makes a million-dollar smile make its way across his face- seriously, is he actually that happy to give you a piggy-back ride?
As you settle on his back, his strong arms wrap around your legs and keep you close to his body, the comforting warmth emanating off of him nearly lulling you back into a slumber. The brunette moves to your two friends still standing by in worry - almost as if they’re expecting you to fall apart in front of them.
“Morisawa, Takamine, can you guys just put their papers in the bag?” He juts out his hip slightly to show your bag resting on his thigh.
“Of course!” Chiaki gathers their tired friend’s papers and pencils, Midori opening the bag for him to gently place everything inside without creasing the notes. “There ya go, all in there. Get home safe, alright?”
“We will, thanks for your help!” Madara waves at them before setting off in the vague direction of your apartment.
When the two are far enough from the rest of the idol’s workplace, he starts talking.
“So, when’s the last time you actually slept?”
You think for a bit before answering, sighing deeply into the crook of his neck. Your breath sends pleasant shivers down Madara’s spine, and he desperately tries to ignore it.
“I dunno, honestly… I pulled an all-nighter last night, but before that- uh… I’ve probably slept a total of 5 hours this week.”
“It’s Wednesday.” His hands grip your thighs more tightly as his mind gets lost in his concern.
“‘Dara! Jeez, don’t do that!” Your face turns red at his possessive touch. Keep calm, he’s just angry at you.
“I’m just worried about you, you’ve been overworking yourself constantly. If you keep this up you’re going to get real sick, y’know… I care.”
You both go quiet at his words, and a couple blocks later, Madara finally stops walking. You tap his shoulder in a silent plea to let you down, and reluctantly, he does. When he takes a proper look at you, the first thing he notices is how big his sweater is on you.
Cute.
No, no, don’t do this right now. He shakes his head slightly to get rid of the thoughts, and finally asks the question he has been dreading.
“Was I even going the right way?”
A pause. You look up to him, looking awake for once, and burst out into sudden laughter.
“You- you’re telling me we’ve been walking for nearly half an hour and you had no clue where we were going?!” You speak through your laughter, doubling over. Your hand grips his arm to steady yourself to make sure you don't actually fall on the floor laughing.
“God, you must really be tired,” Madara pouts. “It’s not that funny.”
“It kinda is,” you eventually calm down, patting his arm lightly. “Good thing your ‘mama’ instincts are right. We’re about fifteen minutes away, now c’mon.”
He walks right by your side, trying not to make a big deal out of the fact that you still haven't let go of his arm. To test the waters out, he tentatively places a hand over the one resting on the crook of his arm, and you let it happen. You let it happen.
You’re obviously still tired, the tell-tale sway in your walk and your eyelids closing for longer than necessary when you blink telling Madara all he needs to know.
Thankfully, fifteen minutes pass by rather quickly and before you know it, you’re both standing in front of your door, and you turn to the brunette, rummaging through your bag resting on his shoulder to find your keys. After unlocking the door, you go inside, but he doesn’t follow.
“Well?” you ask him. Madara shifts on his feet, unsure. “Come in.”
“If you insist.” A flash of insecurity. Why?
He fixes it with a smile, dropping your bag on the kitchen counter next to your door.
“Thank you for letting me borrow your hoodie, by the way.” You tell him, moving to take it off.
“No worries, you can keep it! It’s uh, a belated birthday gift from your favourite Mama.” The usual cheerfulness in his tone isn’t there this time, and you can’t help but think you did something wrong.
Nodding, you instead keep the hoodie on, wrapping it around your body instead. It smells like him.
Wait, that’s kinda weird, right?
However, the blush and small smile that appears on Madara’s face says otherwise. The look in his eyes is, in your opinion, the softest look anyone has ever given you. It’s full of emotion, but you can’t pinpoint what it is.
“Well,” the man in front of you starts, “I guess uh- I should go.”
No, please don’t. I want him to stay.
…Haven’t I burdened him enough? He went through all of this just for me. This is stupid.
Selfish, it’s selfish to want to keep him, to have a moment with him.
To be vulnerable.
Selfish.
“Please stay.” You say in the weakest voice possible, but Madara’s hand stops moving for the door handle. He heard you.
Was this it? Did you just mess everything up? Was your friendship finally down the drain, as you selfishly believed you could have a chance with him? Selfish, you’re so fucking self-
One of his hands goes to the back of your head, the other on your waist as he brings your face to his chest, and finally he envelops you in a hug. His touch is so gentle it nearly makes you tear up. How can someone have so much love for you?
“Of course.”
You don't remember how, but after those words, you find yourself in bed with him, looking at him through your sleepy eyes. You still have his hoodie on, as if having him right next to you in your own bed isn’t enough. You want his presence to surround you, make you feel whole again.
Madara gazes at you tenderly, his hand coming up to fix your hair behind your ear, before he lets it rest on your cheek. You’re both smiling at each other, something akin to a giggle making its way past your lips. He shuffles closer to you, so close your noses are nearly touching, your breaths mingling together.
Before either of you realise it, your lips connect. The feeling of his lips against your own make sparks go off in your head, a zap of electricity running down your spine and your hands desperately clinging to his shirt, as his own wander onto your waist and the nape of your neck.
The kiss breaks once the two of you start smiling widely, but Madara goes in for more pecks on your cheeks, forehead, nose and lips, making the two of you break out into what could only be described as lovestruck-teenager-giggles. When you finally calm down, you both look at each other lovingly.
Love.
With a jerk of his head, he tells you to turn around silently, and once you do, his arms are wrapped around you again, spooning you. His head rests in between the crook of your neck, and you think you’ve both finally calmed down completely until he starts pressing his lips against your exposed skin, the arms around your waist tightening as he presses your body against his own. A few love bites later, he finally stops, his hold loosening by the tiniest fraction.
And finally, after all this time, he says the words you so selfishly wanted to hear.
“I love you.”
And this time, there are no protests raging at the back of your mind.
You allow yourself to be selfish.
Finally.
#sugarwrites#madara mikejima x reader#madara mikejima#ensemble stars x reader#enstars x reader#ensemble stars#enstars#enstars x you#ensemble stars x you#gn!reader
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update.
because i'm going to be using this blog as a catch all, i will be posting a lot more non-rp/non-musings stuff (bookish stuff, sims 4 stuff, media, etc). so just a warning if you're only following me for musings stuff that you're going to be seeing a lot of random stuff. (i will still be posting musings, but just mixed in with other stuff.)
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This is my best fic yet.
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It’s 2am and you get a text from the MSBY Boys “Come over quickly.” (HCs)
Summary: It's 2 am and you get a text from the MSBY boys. "Come over quickly. It’s an emergency.” .....
Type: Humour | Headcanons
Featuring: MSBY (Atsumu, Bokuto, Sakusa, Hinata)
Atsumu
Atsumu watched a horror movie earlier today, but he doesn't wanna admit that he is scared. But he is. He will literally find any excuse "Umm...I don't know how to change lightbulbs, help." It's 2am, 'Tsumu, why are you up and why do you need to change a lightbulb? This is basically the grown up version of a kid asking someone to accompany them to the bathroom at night.
Bokuto
"So..., (Name), I was hungry so I got up to cook instant noodles. But for some reason, it’s still hard. It’s not cooking!." You're speechless....this man is trying to cook instant noodles in lukewarm water because he said that when the soup is too hot, he can't eat it. But did he not read the instructions...or even use his none-existent braincells. How can you cook anything with lukewarm water?! 💀
Sakusa
He called you over because there's a fly in his house. Not even a spider. Just a fly. Yes, a housefly. He is too princess to get rid of it himself and he can't sleep with how loud the fly is -- or more like how loud his thoughts are screaming at him that he is sharing a room with a fly. How can he sleep when HE IS ROOMATES WITH A FLY. He needs to get rid of it and good thing you're here because if you didn't get here, he was seriously considering calling the police.
Hinata
He has a big game tomorrow and he can't sleep. Yes, he said that he is over it but it's not true. He still gets really excited and ends up staying up all night. So he calls you because he knows that you're a night owl If he's not able to sleep, might as well do something fun like play video games together
#haikyuu#haikyuu x reader#haikyuu headcanons#bokuto#bokuto x reader#atsumu#atsumu x reader#hinata#hinata x reader#sakusa#sakusa x reader#hq#msby#msby x reader#black jackals#black jackals x reader#haikyuu hcs#hq x reader#sugarwrites
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~Love over War ~ [A Technoblade x reader] Chapter 1: A Letter
~ Welcome to the first chapter of the story I hope you enjoy! ~
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Story Cap
You and your best friend Techno are renowned across the land under your respective aliases, Technoblade and The Diamond, not necessarily criminals but popular anarchists that were either hated or adored. You both simply travel around challenging people to duels or causing chaos as you go. With few strings attached to you, it was a surprise to both of you when a favor was called in by your old friend Wilbur Soot. He was an old friend of yours and now a government leader (both to you a Techno’s distaste) who was apparently now engaged in a war over his country. Never ones to give up the chance to help overthrow a rightfully elected government you both headed down to what was left of L’manburg to help cause chaos. Was this more than you could handle and will you lose each other in the process, only time and battle can tell.
Next Chapter>
Chapter 1: A Letter
Y/N’s Perspective
Today had begun as any typical day would, you and Techno both woke up at dawn rolling away from sleeping in your back to back format. It was a safety precaution, as people that traveled (and caused lots of chaos along the way) you needed to constantly be aware, and sleeping back to back ensured defense from all angles.
You had then gone to find a river to wash up in while Techno hunted for breakfast. You usually prepared breakfast while he washed up himself. There was minimal dialogue between the two of you considering neither one of you were morning people so you were quite surprised when Techno called for you.
“Y/n it seems we have a visitor this morning,” Techno said in a groggy voice
You walked up to him confused, not seeing anyone around him as you drew your sword, a visitor that was unseen couldn't be a good one. As you approached where he was kneeling you observed that there was in fact a visitor but quite a small one that had previously hidden from sight. You sheath your sword as you approach him noticing a small rolled piece of paper attached to a collar the fox was wearing. “Looks like he has a message for us,” you said in a questioning tone sure that Techno had already seen the item.
“I'm aware,” he said, “I was waiting for you to arrive before I opened it, I assume anything sent our way is meant for the both of us.”
It was a reasonable assumption, the two of you were a duo, anything one of you was involved in was really for the both of you. You reached down to where the fox was patiently waiting and took the note as the creature watched you with keen eyes. You unraveled the bow tying the note to its collar.
You picked up the note and unrolled it, noticing the L’manburg seal at the top. Techno was leaning over your shoulder, his breath tickling your neck as he looked at the message. Despite him being able to see it you read the letter aloud,
“To the Blade and the Diamond,
The time has come for me to call in one of your infamous favors. As of a few hours ago ‘L’marburg’ was taken from my control. Technically there was a voted election but I’m positive it was rigged (not that either one of you cares for elections or governments), but I would like your assistance in tearing this one down. I created L’manburg and should have control over it. I will give you more details upon your arrival as I’m sure neither one of you will refuse the chance to overthrow a ‘rightfully” elected government. Assuming you have no previous obligations you can simply follow my fox back to where I am currently stationed, if you do have something to do or wish to not come to fight in my war please write a note in response so I can plan accordingly. Your backup would be greatly appreciated and I know we would succeed if we had you both on our side. I beseech you to come to our aid and I will repay you with anything you wish so long as it is my power.
I hope to be seeing you soon.
- Wilbur Soot, Rightful President of L’manburg”
You finished reading the note and turned around to face Techno rather than have him standing over your shoulder, the place where his breath had been brushing against you still tingling. You rubbed your shoulder briefly before saying “Well, he's certainly not wrong about us not being the kind of people to turn down an invitation to overthrow a government.”
Techno shrugged, “He might not be wrong but that would just be us tearing down a government to start another one and I don't think we're all about that.” he said placing a hand on the hilt of his sword.
You placed a hand on your hip and sighed, Techno wasn't wrong, going in and tearing apart a government just for new leaders to step in wasn’t exactly their style. After thinking for another moment you said, “Well both of us know Wilbur isn't exactly a stable entity.” You had both met the man many times and he acted completely normal most of the time but everyone could see that he was really a ticking time bomb. “If we place Wilbur back into control of L’manburg it's likely that he will destroy the whole country within a month, but he will still have power and we could just get whatever we want out of him favor wise before he makes the country kick the bucket and then we can just leave.” you said, finishing off your thought.
Techno considered this for a moment leaning to the side, his braid shifting over his shoulder. “If we did that,” he said, “we would have to know what to ask for up front in our agreement or immediately after we finish going through with everything.”
There was no doubt in your abilities on either side of your duo, if the two of you set off to complete a task it would be completed. This of course led to a certain degree of arrogance and carelessness which was something neither one of you seemed to realize. Yet despite this you seldom had difficulty succeeding in your agendas.
“Well,” you started, "What's something we want that Wilbur Soot could give us? I am lacking knowledge of what L’manburg holds of value. I know there was a lot of illegal potion brewing going on but we both prefer to brew our own.” You finished, sitting on one of the logs you had used for seats while sitting by your fire last night.
Techno sat down next to you after swinging off his large cape, “I suppose we can figure it out when we get there.” he said.
“Well then I guess you should go get washed up and I’ll make us some food before we follow this little fox to our next destination.”
~ around an hour later ~
After you had eaten your breakfast and both packed your things into the saddle bag of your horse you looked at the small fox before you.
Techno let out a series of grunts and the fox looked up at him before standing up, it seemed to wait for the both of you as you swung into the saddle of the horse allowing Techno to climb on behind you. Good horses were expensive and you two had found it easier to share one than spend the money and the time taking care of two, besides Carl was a sturdy horse and had no trouble carrying the both of you.
The fox started forward and you took that as a signal to follow, you tapped the side of the horse to urge it forward and you began your journey towards L’manburg and the war that would follow your arrival.
Thank you to everyone for reading the first chapter! I’ve really enjoyed writing this thus far and am looking forward to writing more!
Have a super POG day! - Bree <3
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🤍 + ben x felix (pls)
Who cooks meals for the other?
felix. i'm pretty sure if someone didn't remind ben to eat three meals a day, he wouldn't. ben's skills in the kitchen are limited but he's definitely made felix a grilled cheese sandwich at least once. it's his specialty.
Who spams the other with memes?
felix. between the two of them felix is the more meme inclined, though since they started dating, ben's built up a nice little library of memes specifically for sending to felix. a meme curator of sorts.
Who likes to tidy around the house?
felix. ben's messy. but he's the kind of messy who finds order among the chaos. on the few occasions that felix has put something away or moved something elsewhere, ben has not appreciated it.
Who likes to play pranks on the other?
i feel like they probably tease each other a lot, though i don't know that either of them is particularly into pranks. i feel like ben's not the best at planing things so any attempts made on his part would likely fail.
Who asked the other to move in with them?
felix. to which ben gave an emphatic no.
Who is in charge of the music during a car ride?
ben. i'm not saying that ben is a little pretentious when it comes to music but... he is. i feel like he lets felix have the aux cord every once in awhile to humor him but ben's the type of guy who will make a whole playlist for a 30 minute car ride.
Who is more likely to tickle the other mercilessly?
ben. he's a goof, i feel like it probably starts small, a light touch here and there, and then it slowly builds until ben is on top of him, pinning him down on the couch and not letting up easily.
Who needs to hold the other during scary movies?
i feel like with ben's appreciation for shitty horror movies and felix's job as a paramedic, neither of them are all that squeamish when it comes to scary movies. but i do think that, being the dork that he is, ben would have at least jokingly ( ? ) assured felix that he'd hold felix's hand if he got scared.
Who has to help the other when it comes to technology?
i feel like they're both sufficient enough and don't require much help, but i also feel like between the two of them, felix might be the slightly more tech savvy of the two.
Who likes to get a bit frisky in public / an inappropriate setting?
i don't know why but i feel like felix has definitely smacked ben's ass in a public setting just to get a reaction out of him and ben doesn't exactly hate that.
Who wakes up first, and do they wake up the other or let them rest?
felix. except for the days when he's working odd hours / the late shift. though considering the current state of their relationship, it's probably a lot of sneaking out in the wee hours of the morning and trying not to wake the other one.
Who is always taking pictures of the other when they aren’t looking?
i feel like they both do, though ben already has a whole folder's worth of bad selfies felix has sent him, so he doesn't feel the need to add as much to the collection. i feel like felix probably sends the photos he's taken to ben right after he's taken them and 9 times out of 10 it's after ben has taken an embarrassingly large bite of something.
Who always forgets their wallet and never ends up paying for anything?
ben. sometimes on purpose when he's a bit low on money. he hates when this happens and always swears he's gonna pay felix back, though felix never collects.
Who can’t sleep because the other snores or moves too much at night?
ben. he isn't exactly a light sleeper but he's very much an insomniac. i fel like he spends a lot of time at night just watching felix sleep.
Who is better at video games, and do they let the other win or show no mercy?
ben. he's definitely a more casual gamer and most of his experience comes from hours sat in front of the tv with his sister when he was growing up, but now he has maybe one system that he plays occasionally. i don't think these two play video games together but something inside me says one day they played a game of like, bananagrams or something to pass the time and they got like, way too into it. i feel like they used to keep a running tally of games won.
Who always gets up in the middle of the night to use the restroom and accidentally wakes up the other?
ben. as mentioned above, ben is very much a night owl. i feel like he has probably definitely woken felix up when he has gotten up in the middle of the night to go for a smoke or has been a little too noisy when trying to make his quick escape early in the morning before felix gets up.
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your animal gif sets literally make my entire day <3
haha I'm happy they do!!
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What is that one set you made that just won’t die???
going to cheat again... most recently this reggie mantle set is the one that continues to get attention, it’s one of my most popular sets and i don’t fully understand why that’s the case. and this far from home set pops up in my activity about as often as that reggie one does these days. this spider-verse set dominated my notes for the longest time despite the questionable coloring choices past monte made.
💙 questions for gif-makers 💛
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so honestly i haven't watched euphoria, and i don't ever plan to, but just your attention to detail with maddy is so evident of the love and care you have for this character. you really bring her to life, even for non-watchers like me to enjoy, love and appreciate, so i'd say your portrayal is pretty amazing. 💕
I LOVE YOU SO MUCH! Like I can't even express it in words.
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it’s never easy to fall in love. barbie didn’t use to think so, but that’s what being on the cir/cle taught her. well, that and that she should never lie about her identity anymore. but things had been... so complicated after the show ended & aired. so much so that barbie had been hiding from the world and most people, but especially micah. it was just easier that way. and it had mostly worked, until barbie heard the doorbell ring, assuming it was her takeout delivery. except it was him. i don’t quite know what to say, but i’m here in your doorway. glossy lips parted, mocha hues glistening with tears. she didn’t know what to say either, but she had missed @sugarwrites so much that it truly didn’t matter. taking a deep breath, barbie just leaned forward and wrapped her arms around his neck in a tight hug. it didn’t matter what they were, it just mattered that he was there. ❝ you smell just like i thought you would. ❞ weird opening statement, but it was true.
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HEADCANONS! Fine & GN!Reader who does Chinese opera. (Originally posted Sep 30th)
A/N : Thank you so much for your request! I'm so sorry I got to it so late, and sorry it's so short; I got really stuck on it since I don't know much about Chinese opera, so I did a bit of research. I focused mostly on Cantonese opera since there were so many subgenres, I hope that’s alright! If anything is off or considered offensive, please let me know and I will take the post down! Sources I used are at the end of the post. Despite the initial struggle, this was really fun to write nevertheless! I hope you enjoy, have a good day/night as well! Headcanons are under the cut (Platonic)
Eichi is absolutely in love with how you dance - or more accurately, the way you move your hands, eyes, and your walking techniques to tell your story
He talks to Wataru about your latest concert, telling him that they have to incorporate some of your hand movements for their own shows
Wataru himself loves your voice
Your vocal projections are absolutely perfect to him, and he loves the costumes you wear. Sometimes he’ll help you make them!
Yuzuru pays a lot of attention to the stories you tell through your performances
He appreciates the virtues reflected in your pieces, and sometimes will talk to you before or after the show to discuss the meaning of them with you
Tori, just like Wataru, adores the costumes you wear as well
Sometimes it can get annoying but he will ask millions of questions about your makeup, singing, dancing, literally anything you can think of!
Oh, red makeup represents what? Oh, what about your costume? Wait, what was the red makeup again? …And it goes on and on and on
Tori will also want to have his own costume; once, you caught him trying to put makeup on like how you wear it when you sing
You best believe the entirety of Fine comes to watch all your performances! Whether you’ve invited them or not, you’ll come across them within the crowd
Each and every one of them are mesmerised by you and the rest of the cast, each performance blows them away
The sets you use inspire them to incorporate more lively colours in their own unit’s shows as well (if you work sets that are less complicated, the costumes you use are incorporated instead)
Wataru is amazed at how much emotion you can convey through eye movement alone, instead of using your words for acting - one time he followed you around for thirty minutes begging for you to show him how you do it
Yuzuru will give you massages after your shows - your body is usually stiff and sore afterwards since the performances can be demanding (especially if you wear platform shoes!)
Tori will sit next to you while you put on your makeup, which can sometimes take a few hours. Rest assured, he will stay put the entire time but he will not be quiet
They’re all in awe at your dedication to what you do - it took you years to get the point where you’re at today, and they feel pride bloom in their chest when they think of your hard work
[ Source 1 / Source 2 / Source 3 / Source 4 ]
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changed my url. will be treating this blog as a personal blog as well.
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Mean Girls Sentence Starters - accepting!
@sugarwrites said: “You know what, Puck? You’re, like, actually really pretty.”
Puck chuckled. “A-are you drunk, high, or both?” It was the only explanation for why the other male had just said that. “Regardless, thank you. I am quite the catch!”
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DO Y’ALL KNOW HOW LONG I WAITED TO POST THIS?? I’ve had this drawn for months now, eagerly awaiting the time when I finally posted the corresponding chapter for my fic Devilish Charms. Bonus sassy Hanzo:
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Summary: Monster Trio reacts to seeing that their S/O who was a former slave for the Celestial Dragons and has a slave marking on their arm (GN! reader)
Pairing: Luffy x Reader | Sanji x Reader | Zoro x reader
Requested by: 🌈-anon
Note: I changed the request slightly because one of the themes I’m not too comfortable writing, I hope that’s ok!
Luffy
When people think of Luffy being angry, they usually imagine the explosive type where he will be angrily shouting and spurting whatever is on his mind
However, what they don't know is the scariest type of anger from Luffy is the quiet type
And this was his reaction when he saw the mark on your shoulder blade
His hands would be balled into fists, his expression darkened and the smile he usually had completely leaving his face
"Those damn Celestial Dragons..." Luffy murmured
You could barely recognize him now-- this was rage. He was beyond furious
And you tried to calm him, you've seen what the Celestial Dragons are capable of and you don't want Luffy to get involved with them, for the better
However Luffy wouldn't listen to a word you're saying
"No, it's fine Luffy, I'm here now right? They're in the past now," you tried again
But once Luffy has decided on something, he is not going to change his mind, "It's not fine, (Name). It's not," a slight pause and he resumes, now shouting, "I'll never forgive them for hurting you. I'll punch every last one of them and make them pay even if I have to go through hell and back!"
Sanji
Out of the three, Sanji's initial reaction would be the most emotional
He would grab your arm where the tattoo is very tightly, suddenly overcome with emotions
It was a mix of anger, sadness and hatred for the people who did this to you
Sanji would be very upset with himself for not being there for you earlier, it will definitely bother him for a long time
He finally lets go of your arm and lights himself a cigarette, trying to process this
He didn't want to make it seem like a big deal --- even thought it is -- because he knows you are insecure about it and he doesn't want to drag more attention to it than needed
But he can't help it, it just churns him on the inside
So despite his best attempt to keep cool, you notice that his head is hung low and tears dripped out of his eyes
"(Name), I'm sorry I wasn't there for you earlier. But you don't have to worry about it anymore, as long as I'm here, none of them would lay a hand on you."
Zoro
Zoro often portrays himself as if he doesn't care about a lot of things, but the truth is that he does care
He cares A LOT
But he chooses to not to show, he doesn't want you to mistake it for pity or anything
The only thought on his mind was, why couldn't he have gotten to you earlier?
He knows he can't change the past, but the least he can do is change the future
And while he is going through this entire mental debate, his hand that was still gripping your arm tightened so much that it was starting to hurt you
"Ow," you yelped, awkwardly hoping that he would let go
His grip only loosened slightly
"(Name), I'm sorry I wasn't strong enough to save you before. But I'll keep training. I'll keep getting stronger. And I'll make sure that my name echoes through Marijoies."
#one piece x reader#monster trio x reader#zoro x reader#sanji x reader#luffy x reader#one piece headcanons#one piece#sugarwrites
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~Love over War ~ [A Technoblade x reader] Chapter 2: Pogtopia
~ Welcome to the second chapter of the story I hope you enjoy! ~
[Sugar’s Masterlist] [LOW Masterlist]
Story Cap
You and your best friend Techno are renowned across the land under your respective aliases, Technoblade and The Diamond, not necessarily criminals but popular anarchists that were either hated or adored. You both simply travel around challenging people to duels or causing chaos as you go. With few strings attached to you, it was a surprise to both of you when a favor was called in by your old friend Wilbur Soot. He was an old friend of yours and now a government leader (both to you a Techno’s distaste) who was apparently now engaged in a war over his country. Never ones to give up the chance to help overthrow a rightfully elected government you both headed down to what was left of L’manburg to help cause chaos. Was this more than you could handle and will you lose each other in the process, only time and battle can tell.
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Chapter 2: Pogtopia
Y/N’s Perspective
It had been around 6 hours since you and Techno had found Wilbur Soot and his companion hiding in a small makeshift cave a few miles away from L’manburg, 5 hours since you had negotiated the terms of your deal, and 4 hours since you had hunted alongside Techno to get food for your ragtag bunch.
The terms you had come to with Wilbur and Tommy were that at the end of this war, after you and Techno had assisted them in winning it, the country of L’manburg would owe you both a favor. You had tried negotiating for two since you were both technically separate entities but Tommy clearly did not trust the both of you, he had very openly disagreed with owing you both something that wasn't completely set in stone (not that he was incorrect to do so) and had outright refused to owe you and Techno more than one favor.
You finished shaking Tommy’s hand and you stepped back to Techno’s side. Tommy was still grimacing as Wilbur clapped his hands together loudly. “Now that thats been sorted,” he said “Tommy and I will be heading in the direction of L’manburg.”
“Why go to L’Manburg so immediately after you've been kicked out?” Techno questioned, his mask lifting slightly upward signifying that his eyebrows had quite quickly been raised.
Wilbur’s eyes became a bit crazed as he sated, “I want to know what Shlatt is doing with you country.” his voice cold and sharp.
Tommy gave him a nervous glace and picked up his pack off the floor, “We will only be gone for a couple of hours and I want to check on Tubbo.” He slug the bag over his shoulder as he grabbed Wilbur’s sleeve and dragged him out of the cave. “No funny business between the two of you,” he started, “I don't want cooties everywhere!” he shouted his explosive personality coming back in the last few words of his sentence.
You felt the blood rush to your cheeks and heard Techno cough awkwardly. You looked at him and he was rubbing the back of his neck staring at the wall very intently. This was going to be a long revolution.
You and Techno had been left alone together in the small cave that was what Tommy had begun to call “Pogtopia”. The two of you had consecutively decided that a tiny cave was no place to build a revolution and had begun to dig out the area.
You and Techno had both brought your respective tools out of your packs and stood together facing the wall at the back of the cave.
“Are we seriously about to dig out a whole cave for this?” You asked Techno.
“I mean we agreed to help them and I don't exactly think you'll like trying to sleep so close to everyone.” He replied swinging off his massive cloak and throwing it aside leaving him in his white dress shirt that showed off his back a little too well.
“I sleep next to you all the time.” you say without thinking about it.
Techno turns towards you the visible parts of his face clearly reddening as he says “Well that's different.”
You laugh awkwardly facing away from him clutching your pickaxe in both of your hands. What had gotten into you? Tommy’s comment earlier had thrown you off thats all this was. You reached up and rubbed your shoulder again, remembering how his breath had felt against your skin when the two of you had read Wilburs letter, your hand curled into your shirt for a moment before you swung the pickaxe hard against the wall. You were most definitely not letting these stupid thoughts get to you. You didn't need unnecessary distractions you needed to get to work on dismantling this government.
Techno started to swing his pickaxe into the wall next to where you were working the both of you steadily creating a tall tunnel that gradually slopped downwards. Working with Techno was always like this, perfect and insync. You appreciated the easy rhythm the both of you had created while the two of you worked Techno gently humming a tune you remembered hearing while the two of you were traveling on a merchants ship. Your pickaxed slammed into the the wall in ime with the tune and out of the corner of your eye you saw techno smiling softly sweat dripping down his brow the mask forgotten near the entrance of the tunnel.
You turned your full attention back to the wall just in time to see it give out under techno’s pickaxe, the stone crumbled away leaving the both of you at the floor of a large underground ravine.
Techno quickly put his pickaxe down and pulled out his sword, you both clearly heard the clinking of bones and the groans that meant mobs were nearby. You yourself took out some torches you had and held them standing behind techno as the both of you advanced into the wide cavern. You kept the pickaxe in hand as you placed torches behind techno. You had unfortunately left your axe at the mouth of the tunnel and you weren't going to leave techno down here without any light in favor of getting it.
You both spotted a skeleton and two zombies at the opposite side of the ravine, you placed down one more torch illuminating the area before you both engaged with the mobs.
Techno swung his sword overhead as the first zombie approached him reaching for his head, the sword sunk through the zombies left arm cutting it clean off and the zombie of course continued to advance without care. Techno stepped back arm raising high enough for you to duck under it and take his place. You slammed your shoulder into the zombie knocking it to the side just in time for the arrow that the skeleton had been aiming at techno to shoot clean though the back of its head causing it to slump onto the ground disappearing into particles and leaving some of its rotted flesh behind.
The second zombie approached you and you trusted Techno to deal with the skeleton as you swug your pickaxe into the second zombies gut with both of your hands. You pulled the tool out of its stomach and swung again this time sideways into its head and into the wall beside it efficiently ending the creatures undead life. As the second zombie disintegrated you turned hearing the clattering of bones as the skeleton fell apart under Techno’s sword.
You looked at the edge of your pickaxe and grimaced at the blood on it. You saw Techno pull a handkerchief out of his pocket and wipe of the blood and bone dust off his blade before he stepped forward and offered the cloth to you. You took it from him cleaning off your tool as you studied the area around you
The ravine was wide and open with a tall ceiling and a few glittering ores clustered in the walls, off to one side an open area was illuminated by a torch you had placed and underground stream running through it the surrounding area around it covered in damp dirt and a few mushrooms.
Techno stepped forward and tested the dirt with his toe stepping forward into the area closer to the stream.
You walked up behind him and handed the handkerchief back to him as you put the pickaxe into a holder on your belt so you could cross your arms. “What are you thinking about?” you inquire looking up at Technos face. He was staring quite intently at the soil with a look tha you could just not place.
His eyes were slightly glazed over as he turned towards you and said “BrruuUUhhh, I could plant so many potatoes in here.”
You instantaneously busted into laughter, hunching over and placing your hands on your knees for support. No matter where you went the one thing sure to never change was Techno’s slightly insane love for potatoes.
“What?” he said head turning to the side clearly confused by your laughter.
You whipped tears out of your eyes and clutched your stomach as you stood up a little straighter. “Oh nothing,” you say turning towards the tunnel you two had built, “I just think I need to give you and your precious new potato farm a little alone time.”
This statement earned you a glare from Techno as he followed you up the tunnel back to the small cave that was the entrance to Pogtopia.
“Remember that whole competition you had with farming potatoes? It’s a wonder you can still stand to look at the things after all of that.” you said placing your picaxe against the wall of the cave. The ravine most definitely gave you enough room to work with as a base for the revolution so you decided you were done working for now.
Techno shook his head and snorted, “I wouldn't expect a simpleton such as yourself to understand the value of potatoes.’ he said standing up a little straighter his voice coming out haughty and royal like it always had been back in the early days of your traveling together and how it always came out when people he did not trust were around.
You rolled your eyes and opened your mouth to give a retort when you heard a thump outside of the cave. You stood up quickly grabbing your axe off the table as well as Technos mask, you tossed it to him as you stepped forward to the entrance peering out to see a battered Tommy and Wilbur rushing forward frantically looking behind themselves.
“We have a problem.” Wilbur said as Techno walked up beside you.
“That is..?” Techno asked eying the both of them suspiciously, this was simply a recon mission; it wasn't expected for them to come back with more problems than they already had.
“I may have accidentally let it slip that you and Big D were here…” Tommy said looking off the the side sheepishly, causing you to flinch at the unwanted nickname and the information.
Wilbur stepped forward in front of Tommy and said, “What he fails to mention is that Shlatt is uncomfortably excited about the fact that he two of you are around.”
You and Techo both looked at each other and made eye contact clearly thinking the same thing.
Your enemy being excited was not something for you to be happy about.
Hope you all enjoyed and I will see you next time! - Bree
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