#they’re slow dancing<33333
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request: marloweeee c; ‘tis me (tmntxthings) what about a oneshot for 2012 vampire!donnie x fem or gn reader?! the rest is up to you though a dash of jealousy would be amazinggg orrrr vamp!donnie being like a super-mega bad boy and reader gets warned against falling for him but reader is just like “so he’s a bit of a fixer-upper, that’s a minor thing~” iendjcksoejddi idk totally up to you I’ll love anything you write <33333
🝮 “ the sheep loves the wolf ”
2012!Vampire!donnie x female!reader
author’s note: hihi !! I love 2012 donnie smsmsmsmsmsm, so this request got me squealing !! there are a few… side characters! I’ll put all their text in green, to minimize how many different colors I’m using, so don’t get confused like, “Whuh, I thought he was green, why is she green too?” They’re just all side characters in the story between donnie and y/n uwu as always, thank you for reading, and consider dropping me a cute wittle request!!
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The feet of two in love danced in synchronized steps, across the barren ballroom’s floor. Hand in hand, their eyes never left the other—completely captivated in their waltz. A loving sigh left Y/N’s lips as she was twirled in the hands of a dashing fellow with mahogany eyes that glinted a tad bit redder than she would have liked in the chandelier’s light.
Nonetheless, the red flags might as well have been green through her rose-tinted glasses as her dress bellowed and fluttered with each spin and delicate yet swift footwork. The two lovers made the dance look so much easier as they swayed here and there, fingers interlaced, hand upon shoulder, and the gentlemen’s hand fitting puzzle-piece-perfect onto the lady’s hips.
It was upon the last spin that Y/N had finally caught a glimpse of something much too frightening to mask. Some walls in the ballroom were dedicated to being pristine, decorative mirrors, so that it’s dancers could see them and their partner’s wondrous performance.
But, all she saw was herself, and her hands placed upon…
Nothing.
With a nervous intake of breath, a hitching in her voice, Y/N had tried to mask her discovery as she gazed back to her partner and saw he had been looking too. A skin-crawling grin crept upon his features, and goosebumps grew upon her smooth skin. Reddened irises glinted with hunger as they gazed upon the scared doe eyes.
“ Now, now, “
He purred, bringing their dance to a slowed halt. Your dress riveted as he pulled your shaken frame flush against him. The once-upon-a-time welcomed fingers caressed your chin, stroking with the kindest adoration—akin to possibly the same touch you would give to a treasure,
“ Why did you have to go and ruin the surprise with those curious eyes, my dear? “
Thunder echoed in the distance, illuminating the already dim room. Your skin crawled as memories of how you made it here flooded in.
———-
“ Y/N! Do not be foolish, you know we are not to follow the Willow’s path at night—have you no brain? Have you forgotten where that path leads, woman! “
Your frightened mother held your hand, tugging you away from a path your village had so fearfully deemed the forbidden trail—clearly-named-so by the path which was lined by dozens of weeping willows, far too breathtaking this time of year, and the creeping thyme had hues of purple that made that little route all too alluring. The wind bellowed through the willow’s tresses, and you couldn’t help but feel something pulling you forth. It was almost as though the wind was whispering your name.
“ Yes, mother, but I know how foolish the townsfolk are to be afraid. I have seen the man who lives atop the Willow’s path, and may I say that he is nothing like the tales say he is? “
“ You may not! Now hush that delinquent mouth and heed my words. I may be so kind as to forgive this insolence, but I assure you the foolish townsfolk will not take such sympathy for ye who dare fool with that monster. “
With a huff, your mother tugged you home. Upon your hips bounced a woven basket filled with various fruits and berries, as well as a handful of herbs, and even a vegetable here or there.
You were but a regular little lady in a humble village, raised on a story that one day four men had been ever so ignorant as to venture to the castle atop the weeping willows and creeping thyme hills. They were in search of the monster who lived there, plaguing the lands with an insatiable appetite of blood. Hope had riffled through the townspeople, hoping his reign upon them would finally be stopped by these sudden heroes.
Alas, not every story is meant for a happy ending. The four never returned, and the townsfolk were still ever so afraid as those drained of their blood appeared once again—though at a slower, much slower pace than before. Rumors spread that one of the men still roamed the castle grounds, agonizing the loss of his brethren while praying upon the youthful and naive ladies of your quaint community. Despite such a story, filled to the brim with reasons to never give in to the siren’s call that beckoned you up the purple-hues road—the one call that held your hand, tugging it as if to say, “ please, please. come help yourself, i guarantee your safety “, you still found yourself inching closer and closer to climbing the path.
With each passing day of the path’s begging you to come forth, your ability to resist it dwindled.
Some days it was stronger than usual. On those days, you would swear there were eyes on you. And one day, you had even been able to catch the eyes while picking medicinal herbs.
Your hands had brushes of green upon them, kisses left behind by the plants so mercilessly torn from the ground for human benefit. Your eyes held a calmness not even the ocean’s waves could achieve as glowing red eyes pierced through you. A smile quirked upwards as you shifted your sitting position to face him, smoothing out the skirt of your dress.
“ It’s you, isn’t it? The one in the tales, the rumored Count Dracula, lord of the vampires, right? “
The anticipation and excitement swirling in your eyes, twinged with a hint of courage and need to challenge, all disappeared with a trace as the red eyes contorted with a look of sadness.
“ The Count Dracula? “
His voice came out all too normal (go on, hide that disappointment! what, had you expected him to sound scarier? a disembodied, gravelly tone?), and all too depressed as he slips from the bushes. His tall frame was clad in full black & brown; a long trench coat, hat, neat button-up, and fancy shoes. Unlike the people of your town, this man seemed even less like the town’s story, and definitely less dangerous than when you had seen him at the hill’s tallest point one night, and a silhouette you assumed was tending to a garden? It was dark and far, forgive yourself for not having caught all the details!
“ I could never be that fool. “
His hands clenched into a fist as you caught what seemed to be anger. Turned to your basket, you would shift herbs here and there until digging out a pristine red apple that caught your eye on the way here.
“ My deepest apologies then, are you perhaps one of the four men who were said to have ascended the Willow’s path some time ago? “
Y/N extended the apple, hoping to offer it as an extension to her apology. Her smile grew as it was accepted by the gentleman’s gentle touch. Their hands brushed—hers with tinted green fingertips, and his with smooth leather gloves. It had flown straight over her head that the gloves had only three fingers.
“ I am, those other three men were my brothers. “
A crunch of the apple being bitten filled the blanketing silence. You hesitated, but after casting your gaze to the basket, you pushed on,
“ Were? “
“ Yes, I assure you my speech holds no errors. What I say is what I mean. “
“ May I ask what became of them? “
“ You may not. “
His red eyes met yours, and you felt a heartbreaking blue twist in your chest. That was the look of a lonely man who had quite literally lost everything.
Your conversation continued until your basket was full. By then, it was time for you to return home and he gave a tip of his hat as farewell before ascending the purple hills.
The siren’s call begged you to follow him, it whispered in your ear, “ go on, don’t leave the gentleman all by his lonesome. have you no heart? were those weary eyes not enough for you, dearest lady Y/N? “
Y/N continued home with her basket.
Come the next day and the next after that—and far more days after— you were always able to find him somewhere near you. Fear was a foreign emotion when he was near. One of the days, you finally caught his name, Donatello. Donatello Hamato. He was not a monster per se, but rather a mutant of sorts. He described it as having been similar to a yokai.
He was the remaining brother of three others like him, the lone survivor after they had taken care of the true Dracula. Amidst your amazement, never had it crossed your mind to question who exactly had been draining the ladies of the town. In fact, there had been no found bodies since you had met this man and been seeked out by him each time you tended to laundry by the river or collected ingredients for that night’s dinner. No, no, he was much too confident you would never question any of those things.
After all, your focus revolves around him. He had never not noticed your searching eyes, a sheep who brightened at the sight of the wolf rather than shrinking away and rushing to safety.
Even the townspeople were beginning to notice you, searching for someone no body knew. That was, until one unlucky day.
There was no need for you to be out collecting berries and herbs today—your daily treks had made the inventory far too full. They could survive a whole winter without another trek. So of course you would find yourself to be followed by the village’s strongest, a well-known Caspien from a family of hunters, sent to see what nefarious deeds hast led themselves to you.
“ I knew it, you have been bewitched for that monster, Dracula, and only come here for him to have easy prey. “
Standing beside an imprint in the grass, where you and the one you almost would call beloved had sat for so long, discussing this and that—in fact, you had learned something about him that made all the pieces fall together. He told you about a world—or, rather, a time? A time after this one?
No, never mind that. Y/N, startled, whipped around to have her eyes met with the hunter’s forestry green ones seeing through to her soul.
“ Ca-Caspien? What are you doing here, following a lady like this? Have you no respect or mind to know it to be inappropriate! “
You were nervous, taking a shaky step back each time he got closer. Never had you felt it with Donnie, but right here and now with Caspien, you couldn’t help but shrink into the role of a frightened sheep before the hunting wolf.
“ Y/N, dear, with all due respect, it is not inappropriate at all for a hunter to ensure the safety of his people. “
Caspien took more steps forward, cornering you until you lost your footing and thumped hard against the ground. Fearfully, your eyes watched as his hand reached out, gesturing to help you up. What did he have to gain being out here? Would he hurt Donatello? Would he…
Would he hurt you?
Y/N’s hand stiffened as it took his, trying to play this out normally.
That was, until her frame was yanked up from the ground, stumbling into Caspien’s chest before then being thrusted into the tree whose roots previously tripped her.
“ I will force that monster’s hold off of you, even if I am to need to slay it. “
Y/N trembled, from both the night air’s chill and from the fear that ran down her spine. That, and the pain from having been slammed against the rough surface.
Unbeknownst to either of you, there had been a pair of watchful eyes taking in the scene for the past few minutes. Had his hands not been obscured by leather gloves, then it would be visible just how pale they turned as he gripped a log his weight was knelt into.
The scene, before now, had come off to him as two lovers meeting beneath moon’s light, albeit with a little trip from behavior Donnie couldn’t reason with (who backs away from their lover?). This would have been something he ignored, had it not been you that was here. You dared to lead him on? To smile at him as you had all these days the two of you sat together? He watched with a grin as it seemed that your affair was to be falling through. This guy seemed like a far-cry from the gentleman Donnie would proudly say he was, and he hoped that the souring quarrel in what should have been a romantic moment would prove to you just how much better he was. He could only imagine you running to him, pretty lips glossed up and kissable, your eyes shining in their usual doe-like shimmer, and your impeccably soft hands caressing him.
That dreamy fantasy whirled around his head, until he started realizing this situation was much the opposite of what he had assumed. The pained sounds from you were doing things to him, and none of them were of the good, nonviolent, potentially suggestive kind. There was a raging flame he himself hadn’t known laid dormant within. He bared his fangs in the shadows, slowly losing his ability to resist intervening.
You weren’t meeting some random human here, in this very place where you and him would share your time together. No, no, you were coming to meet him, weren’t you? But this nosy human had come to disturb that, hadn’t he?
Donatello agonized over whether or not to appear between the two of you, tearing apart this rattlecap. It had worked in his favor this long to never appear before anyone aside from…
Well, that didn’t matter, since now he had you and a dastardly mutt dared lay his mangy hands upon you.
He wouldn’t allow anyone to hurt his beauty. So, when the softest squeak slipped your lips as this man dared injure you once more—pinning and frightening you—Donatello wasted no time in making it at your side.
Y/N whimpered in pain, closing her eyes and wishing for her special someone to rescue her from this hunter (though, part of you wanted him to stay away. What would Caspian do if he saw Donnie?). A hand placed itself upon her hips, and Y/N cringed at the sight she imagined opening her eyes to. Sure that it would be Caspien, far closer than she could ever need him to be and with his hands far from where they ever should be, her heart skipped as she opened her eyes who see the familiar brown collar of a coat. Topped with a fancy black hat.
“ Donnie… “
You whispered, your voice a mixture between afraid and affectionate. His hold on your hip tightened as your quiet voice reached his ears, feathering kisses with the innocent longing braided into each syllable. Your eyes trailed up to find his other hand latched tightly onto Caspien’s arm. For once, you saw the hunter assume the position of prey. You almost swore a cracking sound vibrated through the still night as Caspien tore his hand from your body and out of Donatello’s vice-grip.
“ Muh-Monster, you dare show your face here and hold Y/N as though she belongs to you? ”
The collar of Donnie’s coat might as well have been laughing a Cheshire’s bout as it was obscuring your vision, stripping your nosy gaze from catching the all-knowing smirk grow upon the tortue’s face.
“ How laughable is it for the monster to call someone else a monster. No, no, you are not the monster—not the one who held his hand to a lady! The monster could never be the one who forced himself upon an innocent lady? “
His arm pulled you closer. If you didn’t know any better, you would have thought he was preparing to move…?
“ I believe we both know who is the true monster here, O’ Great Hunter Caspien. “
He was taunting the hunter, Caspien. And for what, to throw him off his rhythm? Or just for petty delight? Regardless the reason, you had no time nor leisure to analyze anything. There was only a split second to respond as the atmosphere thickened, and you watched Caspien’s hand move to his hip.
“ Donatello! “
Cried out Y/N as she put all her strength and weight into shoving him out of the way. A shot rang out, followed by her fearful shriek, but thankfully the bullet had missed them both—whether that was from your quick thinking or Caspien’s shaky aim was anyone’s guess, though.
Anticipating to slam against the ground, Y/N was surprised to instead feel weightless and hear the wind whisking past her. It felt like it was bellowing down her bare skin, as though to be running faster than humanly possible. Hesitantly, she opened her eyes to see she was held against Donnie’s chest, and he was running—no, leaping? No, they were quite literally soaring through the tree tops! It was right about now that the stories of his ninja training played back in your head.
Your hold on him tightened and your face buried in his chest, letting slip the content smile he had as he realized you were becoming his more and more, bit by bit. What didn’t slip, however, was the slight tremble you felt while pressed against him.
“ I’m sorry. “
He said, a gasp escaping you as he thumped down to the ground while holding you securely. Donnie straightened up, placing you down outside the window of your room.
“ Why? “
Your hand lingered on his chest, falling after a few extra seconds of shared silence.
“ For letting you get hurt. “
Donnie decided it best to hold his tongue and not tell you he had been watching it play out with jealousy whirling around his head. But, his hands stroked where the hunter’s hand held you much too tightly. You shared his gaze, looking at were a dull pain radiated. For a second, you shifted the shoulder of your dress to reveal the faintest crescents starting to pearl a ruby red.
The man before you found himself blushing for more than one reason, averting his perverted gaze from both the bare skin of your shoulder and the beads of blood growing. You shifted your dress’s fabric back, seeping into the uneasy quiet.
“ … “
Y/N bit her lip before going in for another hug. She just knew he wasn’t the bad person everyone thought he was, and that made falling in love with him all the more easy.
“ You couldn’t have known, but I am grateful to have had a knight such as yourself rescue me. “
You stared into his mahogany eyes, noticing a slight unsettling white glow. Was the moonlight hitting his eyes just right? You gave but a quick glance up to the moon, noticing clouds covering its pale spotlight that could have casted that shine to his eyes. But, before being able to put anything more together, Donnie’s hand turned your head back to him by holding your chin with a light pressure.
“ A knight? Why, my lady, you flatter me..Though, I should leave you now, “
He smirked, winking,
“ Not appropriate to be with a lady so late at night. “
“ Wait, you heard that? “
“ Heard what? Y/N, I am a gentleman, and a gentleman knows how to treat a lady. “
He leaned down, placing a kiss upon the surface of your hand, before then taking a step backwards and waving goodbye. Back up the rolling hills, he went to the castle awaiting his return at the top.
You found yourself wanting to follow him, but instead you turned on your heel and went inside to sleep. Slumber found its way to you instantly, lulling you into its pillowy embrace. Alas, as quickly as sleep had come, just as swiftly away it would have gone, with you reawakening before the sun had risen. Your mother shook you awake, shouting to you things that your slumbering brain couldn’t make sense of. All you could see were glowing orange hues outside and your mother pushing a bag into your hand. Pulled from the bed and shoved out the back, your ears finally made sense of what she was shouting.
“ Y/N, you foolish, foolish girl! “
She sobbed out in harsh, choked whispers while shoving a wrap around your body to fight the midnight chill,
“ Go on, you have to get away! Sir Caspien is saying you were cursed by the monster, Dracula, and they have come to do away with you. “
Holding your face, she planted a rough kiss on your head before shoving you out and shutting the door.
Knowing she meant only the best, your tired hands clutched your bag and looked around. Where could you slip away to?! Where could you hide without them seeking you out? Where, where, wh—
The siren’s call came to you, but this time in the forms of three silhouettes, all beckoning you to follow them. Astral bandanas swayed in the wind as their whited out eyes watched you with anticipation, eagerly praying you would heed their call.
You were no fool. Giving in to the tempting invitation, you trailed after the three apparitions, and they led you up the Willow’s path. One held your hand, flashing a big toothy smile as he led you up. The other two lagged behind you, almost as if to protect you. Had you not been running for your life up the lavender hills, you may have noticed how similar these three looked to certain stories Donnie had told you of his brothers.
Never mind that, though. Y/N stumbled through the gates as they gave an eerie creek. She took a few hasty steps forward, crunching autumn leaves under the weight of her feet, before turning to look for the three spirits.
Nothing.
A chill ran down her spine, but a nervous gulp would push down all of that as she turned and ran up the castle stairs. The large door was given a heaving push then let to close behind her shaky frame.
It was dark, far too much to see, so instead Y/N took a blind step in the dark and readied her voice,
“ D-Donnie! “
Silence answered you, wrapping a shawl of empty fright around you. Your blood was running oh-so cold as tears threatened to slip, glossing over your eyes with an irresistible sheen.
“ Don—Donnie, please, it’s so—umphf! “
You stumbled, falling onto a soft surface. After a few pats, you deducted from touching it a few times that it was a carpet that you tripped on.
Well, touch, and the lights that came on just a second ago, illuminating the ornate indigo rug, tasseled at the edges. It rolled up the stairs, which split into two towards the top. A large painting was hung in the divide, between stairs going to the left and stairs to the right. Whatever was depicted had been slashed through, leaving hardly enough puzzle pieces to put the original back together.
But, that mattered far less than the figure descending the left side of the stairs, hand on the gold railing. The light basked his green skin in a warm orange hue.
“ Y/N? What are you doing here, at this hour? “
His voice was alarmed as he descended the stairs—though, looming behind him was a larger desire. Behind a mask, he was rejoicing at his victory. You had come up the path, and he didn’t even need to drag you here himself. His arms welcomed you, and you accepted the offer as you dove into the turtle’s comforting embrace. Snugly, he rubbed your back and gazed towards the windows. He wore a sinister grin, which melded into false security and worry as he pulled away from the embrace to feather-light stroke your cheeks.
“ Never mind my inquiries, dearest. Your silence is answer enough. I knew it would be only a matter of time before those snakes bared their fangs at the prettiest flower blooming. ”
You pressed into his loving hand with shut eyes. Soft sobs escaped you as light tears strum down your cheeks.
“ Where will I go, Donnie, they wish to harm me. Caspien has told my people that you have corrupted me, joined me to your evildoings, but dearest Donatello I know your truth,”
Had it not been for your softened heart, blurred eyes, and shaky touches, you would have caught how stiff those last four words made him.
“ M-My truth? “
He stammered, hands ready to betray their gentle hold on you.
“ Yes, I know you are not the monster they speak of, love. You couldn’t be. ”
Donnie loosened, leaning in close. His breath rolled over your delicate lips, of which were practically begging him to kiss them. Your doe eyes gazed up as you leaned into him, taking his lips for the first time.
One sweet kiss.
And one naive girl, obliging to belong to the true wolf.
———-
And that, my sweet lady, is how you got here.
In this gorgeous ballroom of the rumored Country Dracula’s castle atop the Willow’s path. Thunder rolled down the hills, illuminating your dimmed dance floor as well as the paths out below. Your heart dropped, seeing the smallest silhouettes in the distance marching forth.
“ Y-You … You were, you truly were the Count—-hyii! “
Y/N screeched as she was suddenly dipped, their previously dropped dance renewing itself. Her dearest partner had not missed the lamb’s eyes that gave one last once-over to the silver-backed mirrors that lined the walls.
“ Love, no. Heavens no, that was no lie. “
The dance which previously made you swoon was now making you sick. There were millions of thoughts rushing through your head: the silhouettes outside, that was the townsfolk in a mob, yes? Likely lead by Caspien, no less! And Donnie, he had no reflection, so surely that means he is… If not the monster, then surely a monster. But also, someone as kind as he—monster or not—could not truly be so foul? Though, there is the chance he could have been leading your poor heart along, but surely not! Could these gentle, loving hands truly be so…
Misleading? Manipulative? Desiring to corrupt?
“ Tut, tut, tut, Y/N, my lady, your mind seems to be straying when I,”
Another squeak slipped you as he spun you away from him then twirled you back, dipping you again with his face dangerously close. Your heart is sent fluttering.
“—should be your priority. “
The lovers’ feet begin to synchronize as he lavished your full attention.
“ As I have said before, I am not the Count Dracula. I wouldn’t even claim the title, despite living in his home. No, that, this home, I have taken as, say, payment. “
“ Payment? “
Your fingers interlaced, you noting his three fingers with familiarity.
“ Revenge might be a better word for it. My brothers and I were led here some years ago. Our guide, a time-keeper, had hoped we would be able to fix a small issue of hers. “
He spoke with a bitterness, tightening the hold his hand had with yours. You winced at this. Donnie noticed and was quick to correct his mistake.
“ The first to go was my brother, Raphael. Turns out the one true weakness my brothers and I shared was that we were powerful together, but if you take even one of us away, the rest will fall. “
“ Your brothers,”
Y/N had an eerie calmness settling in as she began to dance with almost the same liveliness as before she caught her dearest’s reflection. Her dress was riveting with almost as much excitement and energy.
“ Were they… Slain—ah! “
He pivoted, jerking you towards him with an almost graceful twirl.
“ Watch your tongue, Y/N. “
The spark of fear igniting once more in your eyes was enough for him to smirk. And this time, you caught it.
There was an uproar outside, muffled and distant, but slowly becoming too much to ignore any longer.
“ I… Apologize. For my reaction, but yes, they were… “
Your gaze left the window and returned to him. This time, he wore a new expression—one you hadn’t seen on him before. It was a sadness unlike any other you had seen. The way it played at the strings of your heart was all you needed to know for now.
You were truly, through in and throughout, enamored with Sir Donatello.. In far too deep…
“ Your silence is answer enough, my dearest Donatello… “
The way his eyes melted into yours… Whether they were just a clever ruse or a genuine show, you were prepared to venture down this path.
“ I… I am not afraid of you. That is a promise. “
“ Y/N… My lady, you are much too true and sweet. I fear you will be my undoing.. “
The two of you shared one more—or maybe, one last— kiss as the doors downstairs began to shake with thunderous banging and the crackling of outside lightning.
Everything was a recipe for tonight being a night no one would ever forget, for better..
Or for worse.
#Donatello x reader#Donnie x reader#tmnt Donatello x reader#tmnt Donnie x reader#2012 Donatello x Reader#2012 Donnie x reader#tmnt 2012 x reader#tmnt x reader#2012 tmnt x reader
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sakunosuke oda is the type of boyfriend to….
heyyyyy y'all sorry for being MIA for months... but don't worry you can't get rid of me that easily >:)
ODASAKU!!! i just love this man so much.... we have been married for 20 years and i wanted to share some of the things oda would do as ur boyfriend cuz he's perfect boyfriend material <33333
i have a lot of bsd ideas and things i wanna write too so never be afraid to slide in my inbox and tell me what u wanna see :3 i love to yap about 2D men :333 anywayzzzz hope u enjoy!! likes and reblogs always appreciated <3333 🫶 (this is like my fourth time posting this, pls show up in the tags this time 😭😭)
wc: 300+
characters: sakunosuke oda
cw: gn!reader, tooth rotting fluff
sakunosuke oda is the type of boyfriend to….
…remember tiny things about you, from your favorite coffee order to which side of the bed you like to sleep on. even the most minute and menial details are etched into his mind. don’t like tomatoes on your sandwich? don’t worry, you’ll never have to ask him to change it again, he’ll always make sure you never have tomatoes.
sakunosuke oda is the type of boyfriend to….
…watch every video you send him beginning to end without skipping, anything from a 10 second funny cat tiktok or a 2 minute youtube video explanation about the life cycle of shrimp. he’ll respond with a “👍” or “Lol.” every time.
sakunosuke oda is the type of boyfriend to….
…always agree to matching halloween costumes with you, even if they’re silly. he doesn’t really have a strong opinion about what he wears, he just likes to see you excited. last year y’all went as barbenheimer but he was barbie and you were oppenheimer. (he had a blast)
sakunosuke oda is the type of boyfriend to….
…listen every time you rant about annoying coworkers or classmates. even though he looks uninterested, he’s actually listening carefully, even if he doesn’t know who you’re talking about he just likes to hear how you feel and think. he's an excellent listener and loves to hear you talk because he likes the sound of your voice :)
sakunosuke oda is the type of boyfriend to….
…attract animals for seemingly no reason. whenever you’re out and about in the city, he never fails to have a stray cat appear and rub up against his legs, or a squirrel cautiously approach him begging for food. his aura is so comforting and secure, he’s basically an urban disney princess.
sakunosuke oda is the type of boyfriend to….
…let you pluck his eyebrows and have self care nights with clay masks and fuzzy hair bands. he doesn’t really know what’s going on but he lets you pamper him with products because he loves to spend time with you and see you smile. :)
sakunosuke oda is the type of boyfriend to….
…slow dance with you in the living room, kitchen, hallway, or anywhere the mood strikes you. he loves seeing the beauty in the mundane domestic moments, it reminds him that your shared love is unconditional.
sakunosuke oda is the type of boyfriend to….
…stare at your face while you’re sleeping. he wants to memorize every feature and shape, silently admiring how the rays of light dance off of your skin in the early morning. even if you’re snoring or drooling, he’ll always think it’s adorable because you’re the most beautiful thing in his life.
#oda sakunosuke x reader#bsd x reader#bungo stray dogs x reader#my work#gn reader#sfw#bsd fluff#bsd headcanons#odasaku x reader
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Old blood Darlin being super old school<3
Thoughts on them wanting to marry/mate with Sam before they have sex with him?
They like slow dancing to old songs with him so much<33333
Mm I can imagine old blood darlin not having many old views but o do like the thought of darlin not wanting to have sex until they’re mates. (Darlin would still use shifter terms because it strangely comforting to them)
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omg u have amazing taste in ships!! u gotta tell me ur top 5
Ahhh thank yu!!!! my first top 3 picks'll be easy but i'm not even sure what i'm gonna pick for the last two yet hehe
(under a read more cuz i wrote WAYYY more than i intended to.)
1. TENMIKO!!!!!
my misunderstood favs. a huge pet peeve of mine is people saying himiko hated/was uncomfortable with tenko when neither of those are true! she was however STRAIGHT UP ANNOYED with that girl which only adds appeal if you aren't a coward.
with that out of the way i adore how their relationship was written. it's cute and sad and opposites attract which are the three main things that matter to me in this cold & unforgiving world.
unfortunatly people tend to reject wlw ships that are complex and have conflict because blah blah society who cares their bonfire event on tenko's route in drs made me tear up tenmiko made me start saying "otp" again and i want them to get married and watch barbie movies together etc etc they make me happy and make me cry and have such an interesting dynamic i think everyone should ship them amen (i'd love to speak about them in a more literate way one day)
2. oumami... *FLOPS OVER FACE FIRST ON THE PAVEMENT RESULTING IN A COMICAL SPLAT NOISE*
everyone already knows... SIGH this started as "haha shipping two of my favs" but now i've been obsessed with them for over a year heartbreak emoji.
i really do think these two belong together. their interactions in the manga make my heart do backflips and i am squinting so hard (complimentary) at thier drs interactions.
they just balance each other out... they both see straight through the other so quickly and are both so closed off and full of self hatred and i want them to learn to love eachother throught the other. its about the "different on the outside, but deep down their the same" dynamic yk. i so think they could find comfort in eachother and they deserve to.
there's also implications neither of them got to properly be a kid and i REALLLLLY think after a while kokichi can bring out rantaro's inner child and they can have so much fun and cause so many problems together.
also i hc kokichi was immediately attracted to rantaro because he has a thing for pretty boys (SEE: shuichi and rantaro)
gee, there's so much i wanna talk about with these two but i'll leave it at that for now. i want them to kiss kiss.
3. saimota (monkey hiding face emoji 3x)
i became so obsessed with these two when i was playing v3 you have NOOOOO idea. so upset they aren't one of the more popular ships.
dni if you don't think kaito momota was closeted gay in love with shuichi saihara. /j
i feel like i don't even need to explain this one just them. <3 they. <3 <3 they both think the other is the coolest person in the world isn't that neat. they see the best in eachother. there is no universe where shuichi and kaito are not meant to be together me thinks <33333
them both seeking confidence strength and refugee in the other them teaching the other how incredible and priceless and celestial they are. GOD. SAIMOTA KISSING AND CUDDLING RN.
is it gay to stare at your bff whiles hes doing pushups. is it gay to kiss after training together. to share a water bottle to *digs into the ground head first like worm*
4. mahiyoko
sorry this is the only non-v3 one on this list i do not control the special interest but. they’re such a lovely couple! similar to saimota i think they belong together no matter what.
couple that slow dances in their living room together at 3 am <333 (hiyoko convinced mahiru to stay up by being cute & fun & continuously givinger her more sweets)
hiyoko’s family made her dependent but mahiru shows her how capable she is and that is doesn’t have to be that way. love.
you cannot fathom how crazy they made me in sdr2. chapters 3 & 4 hurt a lot. mahiru is patient. hiyoko is the hyper girl she needs. kinda similar to oumami in this sense. i they have a lot in common.
also SO aesthetically pleasing omigod
this one isn’t quite as deep as the other one just married and in love. perfect for eachother. eachother’s other half. SIGH.
be wild & insane & sapphic & kiss. big comfort 2 me. love love or whatever monomi said.
5. ranmugi
ok this one is a bit different and i only got into them recently. mostly based off the concept of them being in 52 together and growing close. swobs. normie bf and his nerd gf that he doesn’t understand at all but loves so much? sign me up.
i think their relationship would have some rivalry elements. i just think its funny. they are both autistic . they end up together in my postgame au it justs makes sense.
also i like the theory tsumugi wrote rantaro (if she wrote him at all, that is ) as her ideal partner. fucked up & awesome give me more of this.
they admire and compliment eachother in a very weird way no one else understand but thats ok. obsessed with them holding hands.
idk i just want them to kiss??? go into my #ranmugi tag for a better idea of how i made up perceive their dynamic. yayyyy.
i might come back to say more on them later. but mark my words they need to kiss.
HONORABLE MENTIONS: kaemugi, kirizono, celeschi, oumota, n soudam
ok thanks so much for asking i love talking about the little gay people in my phone ;w; hope you understand me n my ships better i love loving things
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the thought of hange and levi surviving the story, settling down and having their own family breaks my heart in two... we could have had it all. 💔
yep 😭😭
but honestly??? at this point who cares about canon??? certainly not me wtf is canon is that something you eat-
as marie kondo says if it doesnt make you happy throw it the fuck out and guess what thats exactly what im gonna do ladies and gentlemen # surviving off of au, fics and fanarts where my babies are happy ayyyyyyy 🤙🤙🤙
also you know what anon imma mend your broken heart with a fuckton of cute levihan family headcanons so buckle up cause you’re in for a ride
after the war levi and hanji stop dancing around the issue and they finally get a house in the woods and live there together like the married couple they were from the start (but now its official yay)
when they bump uglies they tend to be careful but accidents happen lmao wink wink and thats how hanji found themself expecting yo big surprise
however!! i feel like they wouldnt know *for sure* until the second trimester tbh life as a soldier is stressful and i imagine most soldiers would have sporadic periods as a result of it so the period option is ruled out, also i feel like it wouldnt be realistic for paradis to catch up with the rest of the world so quickly after the war technology-wise, so same thing goes for the medical field with pregnancy tests and whatnot; basically i feel like the only way for hanjo to know would be actually the moment their body starts to change. of course hanjo is fucking TERRIFIED but tells levi right away so they can work the situation out together like they do for everything COMMUNICATION IS KEY MY LOVELIES
anyway the big reveal would go something like this lmao them sitting at the table together eating dinner, levi would say “why tf are u eating so much slow down you’re gonna shit for days if you keep this up” and hanji would say “bro i cant help it im eating for two” and levi doesnt get it hhhhhhh his heart is as full of love as his head is full of air when it comes to these things so he says “yeah i can see that more like eating for an entire army” and hanji has the most bruh look on their face “dude im literally pregnant”
and levi is FROZEN he is so frozen he’s about to whip out a fucking blonde wig and a sparkly blue dress and sing let it go
he’d probably snap out of it rather quickly tho without saying anything he just hugs hanji really tight as they start to cry bc holy shit they’re gonna be parents how are they going to survive this how are they going to handle taking care of another human when all they’ve known in their lives is pain and loss bc thats the survey corps for ya so yeah hanji is really freaking emotional poor bby
i feel like they’d be really, really happy after fully processing it, levi just strikes me as someone who’d want a family (see him looking at the woman and child in the uprising arc and being reminded of his mom) and hanji is like really good at taking care of others tbh they just never allowed themselves to even think about it because of their duty but now that it’s over and they’re finally together and happy, why not?
skipping through the pregnancy and birth shit because the topic kinda freaks me out a bit oops sorry 😔 all im gonna say is that they’re in for a cute surprise just think about it levi’s an abnormal hanji is an abnormal they are de facto abnormals so why not give them an “abnormal” (as in: uncommon, rare) pregnancy thingy and have hanji carry fucking TRIPLETS yes im definitely going there yall they wanted a baby?? COOL, THEY’RE GETTING 3
levi has a heart attack lmaooo but everything goes smoothly and now they’re the happy happy happy parents of 3 little girls who look so much like him but have hanji’s nose and eye shape and pretty eyelashes and MF 👏 IS 👏 WHIPPED 👏 just imagine levi waking up in the morning and seeing hanji playing with their babies and his heart is about to burst (and so is mine ngl) because he never thought he could feel so much love for someone in his life@@:%,%”@“””””...@@.@“% brb gonna cry for a sec
he’d spoil the shit out of them and when they’re a bit older they literally get away with EVERYTHING cause dadvi is physically incapable of resisting their puppy eyes that they got straight from hanji lol ANYWAY they’d be the best parents ever who love their children more than anything in the world and they live happily every after in their little house in the woods, also accidents happen again and they get surprised with baby number 4, a little boy that they name after erwin <33333 you’re welcome bye now i have to wipe away the copious amount of tears i shed while writing this
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Hello~! First, I wanted to say how much I absolutely die for your writing and second, I was hoping you could to headcanons about what it would be like to be living in the Choi household as best friends with Saeran and girlfriend to Saeyoung! Or maybe just any fluffy headcanons about living with Saeyoung? Anyways I hope you're doing well! Also no pressure with writing it super fast lol, get to it when you can or if you want hehe :)
Hello!! Ahhh thank you so much for saying that, that’s so sweet of you!!🥺And THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS REQUEST I absolutely love it! It’s a little longer than usual because I loved it so much, and I’m more than happy to write a part two if you wanted because I still have more I could say (I might do that anyway, even if nobody wants it hehehe) Enjoy!!
(gonna put some of it under the cut because it’s pretty long haha)
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Living with the Choi Bois (w/Saeyoung x MC)
☀︎ right imma get it out of the way - you moved out of the nasty bunker lmao
☀︎ you’re somewhere just as safe and you have great security, but you now live in a proper house basically in the country side (but kinda near the city you know like it’s that perfect middle-ground! You’re still near all your friends and everything!!)
☀︎ living with the Choi bois is less chaotic than you thought
☀︎ don’t get me wrong, it’s still chaotic (this is Saeyoung we’re talking about lads)
☀︎ but you get to have your down time as well so you can have a breather lmao
���︎ i thought about Saeran potentially being in a detached part of the house so he has his space, but i changed my mind because i think being in the same building as you and his brother would be a great comfort to him
☀︎ he’s on the other side of the house though, so he still gets time away from you guys
☀︎ which let’s be honest anyone would need because you two are out of control
☀︎ baking!!!! so much baking!!!!
☀︎ funnily enough, Saeyoung’s favourite part is the baking part and Saeran’s is the decorating
☀︎ FLOWER CUPCAKES SAERAN PLS
☀︎ so you guys have an ‘open-door-closed-door’ rule
☀︎ pretty simple yeah
☀︎ all doors are left open at all times, but if a door is closed it means that the person inside wants some time to themselves
☀︎ because like i said, living with three people can be a lot for anyone
☀︎ but one of these people is Saeyoung lol
☀︎ i love you bby but you’re kinda a lot
☀︎ Saeran really appreciates this, because ya know sometimes it’s awkward to be like “i want to be alone” so he can be alone without having to say or explain anything
☀︎ TWO WORDS
☀︎ SPACE. ROOM.
☀︎ SPACE ROOM
☀︎ yeah you heard me
☀︎ FILLED with pillows and blankets and there are no windows no no
☀︎ just a huge projection of space onto the ceiling
☀︎ and it’s just best place guys i cannot express that enough
☀︎ it’s great for if you’re stressed and just wanna watch the stars
☀︎ but it’s also a PRIME snuggle place for you and Saeyoung
☀︎ sometimes Saeran joins in with the snuggles okay Saeran is a snuggler okay FIGHT ME
☀︎ y’all have spots in the house that are kinda just yours, you’ve never said it out loud it just kind of happened
☀︎ the garden is Saeran’s spot obvs, and lemme tell you it’s a BEAUTIFUL garden
☀︎ pinterest could never
☀︎ and the roof is yours and Saeyoung’s spot because HOW CUTE
☀︎ spontaneous slow dancing and stargazing is common for you two HOW CUTE
☀︎ i would sell a kidney to slow dance with Saeyoung under the stars whilst we hum to a melody ourselves and no i am not being dramatic he is worth one less kidney
☀︎ okay right i gotta say this because it’s been a headcanon of mine for ages okay bare with
☀︎ in my opinion, there will not be a phd pepper or honey buddha packet in sight
☀︎ and here’s why
☀︎ Saeyoung was basically living off them for God knows how long, during a very difficult time in his life
☀︎ idk i just think that once he’s in a better place he wouldn’t be able to stomach them anymore
☀︎ BUT ANYWAY NOW THAT’S OUT OF THE WAY BACK TO FLUFF RIGHT
☀︎ every night you make dinner all together
☀︎ and whilst you are doing it you LET IT ALL OUT
☀︎ CHAOS TIME
☀︎ music is BLARING, you’re all BELTING out the words and there are some questionable dance moves lmao
☀︎ we know who they’re coming from don’t we yes we do
☀︎ but once you’ve finished eating, all three of you go out for a walk
☀︎ even if it’s raining, in fact it’s even better if it’s raining!
☀︎ am i the only one who loves walking in the rain please say i’m not crazy
☀︎ because of where you live you get to take a stroll in nature every night which is LUSH
☀︎ it’s just so therapeutic to literally just let out any stress or tension from the day by having a little dance sesh but then ending the day with a quiet walk so you settle down for the night feeling all zen
☀︎ not zen as in Zen but zen as in zen you get me okay great
☀︎ you have the best support system, because all three of you are literally best friends and have each others’ back no matter what <33333
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I hope you enjoyed this and thank you again for the request!💛Like I said, I might do a part two because I love my bois okay?
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#SO MUCH LOVE FOR THE TWINS#mystic messenger#mystic messenger headcanons#saeyoung choi#saeran choi#saeyoung x mc#luciel choi#mm seven#seven x mc#luciel x mc#707 x mc#choi bois#my writing#mysme
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If you haven’t gotten a prompt already: Dean teaching Cas how to dance? It’s pretty mainstream, but I crave the cute. Love you and your fics ❤️
It’s literally been months, if not a year - and I am so, so sorry. You’ve probably forgotten about this, but I finally wrote something? I hope you enjoy
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Castiel looks up from his newspaper, his attention snapped by Sam’s snicker, and an elbow shoved against his arm. Surprised, he turns to Sam for an explanation, but the younger Winchester has already left the room after nudging him.
Probably, to draw his attention to Dean.
And well, is his attention drawn.
Castiel stares at the man wearing hamburger pyjamas and scrappy headphones, who’s crossed the room with eyes closed, to get to the counter. Oblivious to Castiel’s presence, Dean starts to work with eggs and saucepans, head noticeably bobbing to the music which plays in his ears.
As Castiel looks on, Dean progresses from merely nodding along to the beat, to actually moving with it. His shoulders bounce, not both at once, and his hips seem to sway with a slight rhythm, just enough to distract Castiel from every other part of him which is periodically twitching.
It’s only when he twirls around with a flourish, and struts to the table, that Castiel realizes he’s dancing.
It’s also right then, that Dean opens his eyes.
“Dean.” Cas says, before Dean can say a thing - and he knows he sounds guilty, because he is. He even looks the part, with eyes open wide and jaw clenched mid-swallow.
“Hey,” Dean smiles, not half as reprimanding as Castiel may have expected. He sits down across the angel on the table. “Omelette?”
“No, thank you.”
Castiel knows he wasn’t supposed to have been looking. That was clearly not meant for anyone, but Dean himself.
But for some reason, Dean wasn’t getting mad.
“You look weird.” Dean informs him, once he’s put his headphones away, along with the phone they were attached to. He starts to eat. “What, never seen a man dance in his own kitchen?”
“No?” Castiel says, unsure of what may have been the purpose of the question. Dean had to have already known his answer, right?
“Huh.” That’s all he gets in return.
There’s silence for a moment. Then Dean adds, “Figures.” Leaving Castiel with more things he can’t quite justify to himself.
There’s a longer pause.
Dean eats, and Castiel watches. He doesn’t resume reading the paper - it doesn’t seem interesting enough, anymore. He’s thinking; he’s thinking about a lot of things. Dean’s apparently unaware of this and he, simply, eats.
“I can’t dance.” Castiel blurts, smashing the comfortable silence that had fallen over the room.
He’s an idiot.
“Really?” Dean asks, eyebrows up in his hair.
Castiel just nods, miserably, wondering why he ever opened his mouth in the first place. Dean sits for another minute, scraping his plate clean of eggs and bread with a thoughtful expression on his face.
Finally, he gets up and deposits them in the sink. Washes his hands, and turns to Cas.
“C'mon.”
Castiel looks at him, incredulously.
“I’m teaching you to dance.” He shrugs, as easy as that, and starts to walk towards Castiel.
For a brief bit, Castiel wonders if he’s going to hold his hand out for Castiel to take - but then he just picks up his phone, unplugs the headphones, and starts scrolling for apparently a dance-track.
Castiel stays frozen to his chair.
Once music fills the room, Dean turns his attention back to Castiel. He analyses him. “You want to do this, don’t you?”
Castiel thinks he sighs.
But he knows he’s getting up.
The music starts picking up pace, as he reaches Dean, and he beckons him closer. Closer still. Perfect. And then, Dean takes his hand in his, without warning, and squeezes his own around it.
Castiel’s pretty sure he melts on the inside.
There’s a lady who’s sure,
All that glitters is gold.
And she’s buying a stairway to heaven.
“Take my waist.” Dean instructs, and Castiel obeys, gently putting his other hand on Dean’s hip. He’s not done this before, unless he’s had to pull a wounded Dean out of danger. This is different - and it’s already wonderful.
“Higher.” Dean teases, but his smile suggests he thinks similarly.
Castiel’s hand slides a little higher, resting on the slight curve on Dean’s side, warm. Instantly, Dean puts his own hand on Castiel’s shoulder, but they’re standing so close, his arm’s halfways around his neck.
In a tree by the brook,
There’s a songbird who sings;
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiving.
Dean clicks his tongue to signal they’re going to start, and they do - starting to sway on their feet. Castiel looks down to study Dean’s feet.
It’s slow at the start, but Castiel feels it odd for only a moment, before he realizes this isn’t hard.
He just has to step beside Dean’s steps.
Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it makes me wonder.
Dean squeezes Castiel’s shoulder when he steps a little too far, and Castiel corrects himself.
“Not bad,” He tells Castiel, pleased, when he doesn’t repeat the error again.
“This isn’t difficult.”
Dean smirks at him. “Okay, then let’s take our focus away from the feet.” He looks straight into Castiel’s eyes, pauses, and then suddenly sways them to the right, hand tight around his.
“Dean!” Cas almost yells, but his eyes are crinkled into the most beautiful smile Dean’s ever seen, and he catches up soon, if only it makes him end up holding onto Dean tighter.
Ooh, really makes me wonder.
So, so many years - and so many almost’s and maybe’s - and all it takes in the end is a Led Zepp song you can dance to, and they finally fall in each other’s arms.
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(When the solo rolls around, Dean takes a chance and spins Cas.
And in the amped-up last stanzas, they let go of each other, and Dean shows Cas how to rock out to a comfortably fast beat.
But they both agree which was the best part, so when Celine Dion starts to play after, Cas is the one who pulls Dean close, and takes the lead.)
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Sam comes back to the kitchen in a couple of hours to get a beer, and freezes in the doorway.
Castiel has his head on Dean’s shoulder, and Dean has his nose in Castiel’s hair, and they’re both concentrating on just their feet as they move around the kitchen, hands wrapped around each other.
Bryan Adams’ Everything I Do plays in the background.
He thinks he hears Dean muttering, “Told you this was too advanced for you.” Following a yelp, which was probably Cas stepping on Dean’s foot, and Cas indignantly huffing and answering with something that Sam doesn’t wait around to listen to.
You see, when your brother and his angel slow dance in front of your kitchen, you sort out your priorities and get out of their hair for the rest of the day.
After all, it took them long enough.
#destiel#destiel fluff#dean winchester fluff#castiel fluff#it's not very long and it's not very good but please accept what I create in the name of FLUFF#destiel ficlet#dean teaches cas to dance#dean asks cas to dance#dean/castiel#casdean#sam winchester#sam ships it#sam knows#dean can dance
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Ares for Kiryu,Thalia for Axel,Hypnos for Terra and Euterpe for Zagreus >:3
AAAAA THIS IS SO MANY,,,,, THANK U MARÍA,,,,, <33333
Ares: Are you ever protective of your f/o(s)? Are they ever protective of you? + Kiryu
oh boy........ well!!!! short answer: yes. long answer: i might be baby, but whenever someone hurts Kiryu, i can and will throw hands. Majima has taught me basic self defense, and let’s just say it comes in handy sometimes. As for Kiryu, oh god, he is always protective of me. If anybody so much as looks at me wrong, he glares directly at them and might even fight them off if they’re too persistent. Having been a Yakuza, he knows how nasty people can be, and he doesn’t want me to get hurt at all. He is just a protective himbo <3
Thalia: Discuss any fluff ideas you have for your ship. What kind of affectionate or sweet scenarios do you like best for this ship? + Axel
when it comes to Axel fluffs, i think i have way too many ideas and scenarios in my head alksdjf;laksfj ;w; but, my favorite ones to think about are:
Axel and I adopting Roxas and Xion, getting a little house in Twilight Town, and finding happiness in our found family
Axel and I sneaking into each other’s rooms in the Castle That Never Was just to cuddle! He prefers my room because my bed is much softer than his due to all of the blankets I convinced Xemnas and Saïx to let me have
Axel and I being assigned on missions together but totally not doing the mission because he’s too busy making me blush to fight off heartless
General kisses and caresses are also enough to make me blush just thinking about it uwaaaa ;w;
Hypnos: Do you like to sleep together or share a bed with your f/o(s)? If so, what position do you sleep in? Does anyone hog the blankets, or have a stuffed animal, or have nightmares and need the other for comfort? Anything else along those lines? + Terra
oh man, we sleep together like every night!!! mainly because we are both very clingy and like to know that the other person is safe. usually i lay my head on Terra’s chest and curl up to him, since he usually sleeps on his back ;w; though we sometimes spoon as well, with me usually being the little spoon, though there are rare occasions that i’m the big spoon! i think i actually hog the blankets more than he does ;w; i just get cold in the night sometimes,,, and i have like a million stuffed animals ;w; we both get nightmares, though he is much better at coping with them, so i’m usually the one that needs comfort,,, however even if he insists that he doesn’t, i comfort him anyway!!!
Euterpe: What song(s) suit your ship best? Any particular lyrics that fit well? + Zagreus
oh godddd this is a hard question ;w; i will go by which songs i use to daydream about him lKJFALS;KDFJ--
Animal - Neon Trees
Hush, hush, the world is quiet
Hush, hush we both can't fight it
It's us that made this mess
Why can't you understand?
Sucker - Jonas Brothers
We go together
Better than birds of a feather, you and me
We change the weather, yeah
I'm feeling heat in December when you're 'round me
SOS - ABBA
When you're gone
How can I even try to go on?
When you're gone
Though I try, how can I carry on?
SLOW DANCING IN THE DARK - Joji
When I'm around slow dancing in the dark
Don't follow me, you'll end up in my arms
You have made up your mind
I don't need no more signs
Say So - Doja Cat
It's been a long time since you fell in love
You ain't coming out your shell, you really ain't been yourself
Tell me what must I do (do tell, my love)
'Cause luckily I'm good at reading
Wine Red - The Hush Sound
This chaos, this calamity, this garden once was perfect
Give your immortality to me, I'll set you up against the stars
Gloria
We lied, we can't go on
This is the time and this is the place to be alive
Remembering Sunday - All Time Low
Even though she doesn't believe in love
He's determined to call her bluff
Who could deny these butterflies?
They're filling his gut
Mamma Mia - ABBA
Mamma Mia, here I go again
My my, how can I resist you
Mamma Mia, does it show again
My my, just how much I've missed you
#thatslikesometaldude#ask#mythology ask game <3#my bestie#YOU SPOIL ME AAAAAA#THIS TOOK ME HOURS TO WRITE OUT LMAO#PLEASE APPRECIATE MY SHITTY WRITING LMLAKJSDAL;KSJ#ship tag: the dragon and his deer#ship tag: sea-salt memories#ship tag: the light to his darkness#ship tag: my muse#also featuring!!!!#familial tag: you're your own person dear#familial tag: not a puppet to me#familial tag: mad puppy-san#long post // tw
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I like imagining klance slow dancing in the kitchen at 2am while old jazzy love songs (like Put Your Head on my Shoulder by Paul Anka or La Vie en Rose by Edith Piaf) play on the radio. Lance leads and Keith rests his forehead on Lance’s shoulder. They don’t talk, just slowly sway in time with the music, perfectly in sync without even trying, it’s just natural. They don’t stop when the song ends but Keith lifts his head and looks at Lance and smiles at him and Lance goes, “Yeah. I love you too.”
PLSSSS SLOW DANCING IN THE KITCHEN EARLY IN THE MORNING IS SO HEALING.....!!!
the last bit especially killed me ooooof. i can envision the tired, warm smile on keith’s face so easily, it’s ridiculous. they’re just so comfortably wrapped up in their own little world & couldn’t be more content. <33333
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Eurovision 2018 Preshow #01
01. SWITZERLAND
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Wild jokah on a gold frone ...x
Blud daimendz in mah home....x
Ring the bells, sound the clarions and build the sacrifical pyramids for a miracle has happened. Switzerland actually selected a SWISS act which doesn’t suck!
Words can only come up short, as “Stones” is nothing but a puissant burst of spunk and energy. Kickstarted by two of the best opening lines in Eurovision everdom, no less. Coco’s husky voice is further supplemented by plucky backing vocals that provide mhmm-support as she rattles off other far-fetched metaphors <3. This magistral combination of creative vocal use and undying cadence creates a power vortex which transports me to happy, calm place for a whole three minutes. The ultimate immersive entry.
Extra props go to ZiBBZ for addressing the issue of bullying (cyberbullying especially) in a way which is both inspirational and soothing. More importantly,”Stones” does not coddle nor trivialize nor romanticize “bullying” but instead owns up to the daily struggle millions of people face on a daily basis, against others and their self. Being bullied is a fight which can only be won by embracing it and challenging it head-on, so that victims may heal and grow into the beautiful and strong people they’re meant to become. As a bullying victim myself, I’m forever grateful whenever someone chooses to aid that righteous cause.
At the core of this anti-Intimidation pamphlet we find a pair of sibling hipsterbrats eager to enlighten us with their stoner wisdom <3 She (CoCo) a hat-fetishizing, chainsmoker-voiced washed-up reality star, he (Stee) a jaunty, beatboxing drum-hugger <3 I mean, ZiBBZ refer to themselves as a “Swiss indiepop sibling alliance” <33333 nuff said <3
To think how close we were to not havng ZiBBZ at all tho, since the disabled but completely insipid Alejandro Reyes was telegraphed to be the Chosen One to win Die Große Enscheidungshow. Due to a very fortunately timed late-game maneuver which I can only describe as “Divine Interfuckingvention”, the Icelandic jury spearheaded a frontal assault to move ZiBBZ two points above OneHandro in the International jury. The latter of which was subsequently CRUSHED by the former in the televote. Sometimes, micarcle do happen y’all.
Qualification Odds: Poor/Dead
Which is good becuse ZiBBZ are going to NEED one to even have a chance at qualifying, lol. Every since I started ranking the preshow in 2012, my #01 has ALWAYS died a slow and painful death in either the semifinal or the final (my sincere apologies to “Never Forget”, “Crisalide”, “Children of the Universe”, “Black Smoke”, “Hear them calling” and “Dance Alone”) and I doubt it would be any different for “Stones” lol. Counting my luck, they’re probably last :’(
Then again,the first semifinal airs on my birthday and that last time this happened (in 2014), the first two qualifiers to be announced were erstwhile Boris random faves Sebalter and Tinkara <3. As much as I love Netta, Yianna, Sennek et. al, I’ll gladly burn them in a Nicholas Cage-shaped wicker effigy as an offering to Apollo if it were to ensure ZiBBZ or Ieva made in the final. (I’d say “and” but lol I’m never getting both)
The irony of the Swiss position in the first semifinal is that while their draw is excellent (Austria is their closest ally +17th in a very fortunate spot in the running order) and their song is excellent, they only have a TINY chance of making the final. Whereas in the other semifinal, ZiBBZ would comfortably fulfill their Tinkara Kovač Destiny of finishing 10th in the semi and second last in the finale. . Why must this world be such a cruel place.
Jury or televoting? Televoting
Given that ZiBBZ won largely due to audience support, I’d say the bulk of their points will come from the televote. They are in a really awkward position though, being good enough to gather support from both televoters and the juries, but not outstanding enough to gather what they need to advance. Their jack-of-all-trades, master-of-none position will ultimately be ZiBBZ’s very unfortunate undoing.
Projected placement: 10th-16th in the semifinal, 21st-26th in the Grand Final.
THE RANKING
See ya the week after the Grand Final, bitches!!
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(1/2) about the love to fanfic authors ask game! FAVORITE FIC would have to be a draw between the oihaba fic using the prompt: "Something about you makes me want to commit extreme violence," and the yahaba fic using the prompt: "just come back alive...okay?" because those were the first fics i'd read from you (the yahaba one went first and the oihaba fic followed) and after reading the oihaba fic i just fell in love with your writing and i knew i was gonna fucking follow you. FAV HEADCANON is-
{the "(1/2)" was a mistake! it's supposed to be (1/?)} (2/?) -that suga is an angelic little devil 'cos naughty suga is somthing i'm never going to get tired of reading and because it just surprisingly fits his personality so damn well. FAVORITE LINE would be: "A nod, and that overwhelmingly gorgeous grin directed at him again. “Exactly.”" from the bokuroo fill inspired by "I Just Can't Wait to Be King" and "A Whole New World" 'cos i felt so many emotions right then and there and that fic was-
(3/?) fucking beautiful and i just love bokuroo so much i could literally actually feel my heart swell with love and i smiled so much the entire time. FAVORITE SCENE would be: "If there’s anything that Tetsurou prides himself on, it’s knowing everything about the kingdom he lives in. He knows all the best places to hide and to relax, where to find the best food, and all the little out of the way spots that hardly anyone else ever bothers with. It comes in useful when Bokuto needs a night to get-
(4/?) -his mind off of his problems. Tetsurou sneaks into the castle as stealthy as the cats he shares the streets with, and he sneaks back out with Bokuto in tow, carefully avoiding prying eyes on the way. And it’s slow, but during their little adventure touring Tetsurou’s hidden gems, Bokuto’s mood lifts and his smile gets brighter, until Tetsurou catches himself staring at that instead of the stars above them." because once again my heart literally actually swelled and when i reread it-
(5/?) earlier it literally actually swelled again cardiologist help me. the scene was just really sweet, man, the entire fic was fucking gorgeous. my FAVORITE AU would be the aforementioned bokuroo "I Just Can't Wait to Be King" + "A Whole New World" fic but the AsaSouSuga (or whatever the hell the ship name was i can't remember" demon! AU is a close second. it was kinda hard to find a FAVORITE CANON fic 'cos all of your fics seem to be set in a time where they're older (post-canon if you will)-
(6/?) but that i interpreted as closest to canon was the TsukkiHina fic using the prompt: "Stop looking at me you smug heathen, you were right once." where it rained, made me feel a little something for the rarepair, and i like it :) FAVORITE CHARACTERIZATION would be "By the time that Lev and the rest of the team has cleaned up and gotten into stretching, Kuroo has finally finished his captain’s duties with the coaches, and he does his best to drape himself over Morisuke to look at the-
(7/?) -clipboard in his hands. On the floor next to their feet, Kenma snorts and continues stretching half heartedly, clearly already wanting to put his time to better use. Morisuke doesn’t have to look to know that Kuroo has that goofy grin on his face that means he thinks Kenma’s being cute, even though he’s not actually doing anything." because 1) yes kuroo would get in his lover's space just to piss them off because it's just him and he'd just play the card of paralyzed giant cat 'cos he CAN
(8/?) and 2) because i do feel like kenma does stretch half-heartedly too (seriously kenma bb stretch properly i sprained my own ankle yesterday cos my fuckass didn't stretch right :/) the entire fic was just fucking golden and fun and lighthearted banter and by the end of it i was cackling a noise akin to the sound of a herbivore being dragged to its water death by a crocodile (that's a compliment, by the way, i guess.) FAVORITE JOKE would be actual angelic suga striking again with:
(9/?) “You look a little stuck, babe.” Suga barely manages to quell the snickering to speak. “Cat got your tongue?” because yes actual angelic devil suga would say something as snide as that with a fucking cheshire-worthy grin can u tell i love angelic devil suga a lot anyway moving on. FAVORITE ONE-SHOT would be the kuroyaku "I will face God and walk backwards to hell" because i needed that herbivore-being-dragged-to-its-watery-death-by-a-crocodile laugh man. FAVORITE SAD BIT would be the fic
(10/?) about falling in love with their best friend’s partner au + AsaDaiTana because the burn of unrequited love was so fucking welcome because i like slow burning pain so much that was an exquisite kind of pain man 🥂 cheers 11/10 would hurt again. i don't really have a favorite series and i'm not really one to reread fics no matter how impacting they were because to me fics are a one time thing and reading them again loses its "love at first sight" kind of touch that i crave fanfics for tbh
(11/?) but honestly your writing is absolutely fantastic, your characterization's spot on and your portrayal of the relationships feels so real and actual and as a writer that takes a lot of skill to replicate and you my dude have that skill
(12/12) talk about you behind your back." and the goshihinatsukki + "things you said under the stars and in the grass" but when it boils down to it the oihaba and yahaba fic rightfully felt like my favorite fic from you, because you never really do get over that first love ;) i hope you had fun reading this 12-part thingie featuring my overuse of "and" and any other conjunction basically. (sorry for blowing up in your inbox but hey gotta do shit to let a writer know they're loved ily man
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh i have been yelling since the very first message you sent, i cant believe you wanted to get so in depth im so honored and blessed and i might be crying a little bit. i just. im so amazed right now, im so happy and proud, im so so glad you like my stuff this much, it really makes me really emotional haha.
it means so much that you find my characterizations so good, and youve mentioned some of my favorite things that ive written, and im just. so amazed!!! i could answer each point but it would prolly take forever and if you want me to i can but i just love it all so much and im so happy. thank you so so so much! i doing mind so many messages at all nad im so happy you wanted to let me know. i love you so much thank youuuuuuu
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