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This is mostly for my writing and everything. Masterlist/Rules|22|USA|agender/pan|Requests: OPEN

[aquarii-writes]

Request Rules

Hello so I’ll just be some other fan fic writer so here’s my shit below the cut. Do note this is a secondary for writing; my main is @aquarii-doodles where I have my art and cosplays. In the fandoms section of my rules I will have each separate master list linked to it

( This list can and probably will change depending on my taste at the time of writing)

1)You must have a small plot/idea and a character for me to write a story. If you don’t I will ignore your ask.

I probably won’t write AUs or love triangles unless  I am truly motivated to

3) I don’t write for characters I don’t understand/know about. If the plot motivates me I will try to learn about the character. By extension if I don’t think the plot fits with the character I will change aspects of the character to fit the ask(EX. if you ask for a lovey fic with Tom Riddle I’ll change “bits” of his character to fit it)

2) I do not write nsfw. I just don't personally feel okay writing it

4) unless other wise specified all X readers will be gender neutral

5)Remember I am a high school student in my senior year. Requests will be slow at first

6) I do not write for actual people. I find the concept to be very very creepy and your ask will be deleted

7)Feedback is wonderful but remember there is a difference between criticism and downright hate

What fandoms I do(+ characters)

DC Comics(Bat family)

Bat fam(mostly from the comics but specify the media)

Teen Titans

DSMP

I will only write for the adults who are comfortable with fics

I will also only do in game/ rp stories

Specifically for Ranboo I don't take romantic requests for him but I will write romantic fics for his character should I feel motivated to do so

What type of stuff I do

I can write angst, fluff, headcanons, scenarios, imagines, and series. I can also do OCs but I will DM you about the OC in question. I just need basic info for them

What I don’t do

Aside from depression/anxiety I probably won’t ever write for mental illness. I’ll probably end up finding more of what I don’t do

[awkward-walking-potato]

The Midnight Visitor

I imagine that Kurt is just the biggest kitty cat of them all.

The mansion was quiet, with only the soft hum of the nighttime breeze rustling the trees outside. You were curled up on the couch in the living room, reading a book and enjoying the peace after a long day. The only light came from the lamp beside you, casting a warm glow across the pages.

Suddenly, you felt a presence in the room. You looked up just in time to see a faint shimmer in the air before a familiar blue figure appeared in front of you. Nightcrawler—Kurt Wagner—had teleported into the room, his golden eyes glowing faintly in the dim light.

“Guten Abend,” he greeted softly, a smile tugging at his lips. His voice, always gentle, was tinged with a hint of mischief.

“Hey, Kurt,” you replied, smiling back. “What are you doing up so late?”

He shrugged, his tail swishing lazily behind him. “I couldn’t sleep. Thought I’d come see what you were up to.” His accent was always comforting, a reminder of his kind nature despite his intimidating appearance.

Kurt often wandered the mansion at night, his natural nocturnal instincts keeping him awake long after everyone else had gone to bed. Over time, you had come to enjoy these late-night visits, finding comfort in his quiet presence.

As he moved closer, you couldn’t help but notice the way his fur caught the light. It was soft, velvety, and dark blue, covering his entire body except for his face and fingers. You’d always admired how unique he was, both in appearance and personality.

“Mind if I join you?” he asked, already settling himself on the other end of the couch before you could answer.

“Of course not,” you said, setting your book aside. “You know you’re always welcome.”

Kurt stretched out, his tail curling around him like a cat’s. You had to admit, there was something feline about him—the way he moved with such grace, the way his eyes seemed to gleam in the darkness, and especially the way he seemed to enjoy curling up in small, cozy spaces.

As if reading your thoughts, Kurt shifted closer, resting his head on the armrest and closing his eyes. “You know,” he murmured, “I’ve always loved it when you scratch behind my ears.”

You laughed softly, reaching out to gently run your fingers through the soft fur on his head. His fur was even softer than it looked, like the finest velvet beneath your fingertips. “Like this?” you asked, already knowing the answer.

A low, rumbling purr resonated from his chest, confirming your suspicions. “Ja, genau so,” he sighed, his voice filled with contentment. His tail flicked lazily as he leaned into your touch.

It was endearing, really—how someone as powerful and mysterious as Nightcrawler could find so much joy in something as simple as a scratch behind the ears. You continued to stroke his fur, scratching gently behind his pointed ears and along his jawline. Kurt’s purring grew louder, and he tilted his head to give you better access.

“You really do act like a cat sometimes,” you teased, smiling as he practically melted under your touch.

“Perhaps,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble. “But only with you.”

There was something incredibly intimate about the way he trusted you, letting you see this softer side of him. To the rest of the world, Kurt was a hero, a warrior who teleported into battle with precision and skill. But here, in the quiet of the night, he was simply Kurt—a man who loved the simple pleasure of being petted.

As you continued to scratch behind his ears, you felt his tail wrap around your wrist in a gentle, affectionate gesture. “You’re going to spoil me,” he murmured, his eyes half-closed in bliss.

“Maybe I like spoiling you,” you replied, your voice just above a whisper.

Kurt opened his eyes, those golden orbs locking onto yours. For a moment, the room seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of you in this shared moment of peace and connection. “Then I am a lucky man,” he said softly, his voice full of warmth.

Over the next few nights, your late-night visits with Kurt became a routine. He would teleport into the living room, often without warning, and settle down beside you with the quiet grace of a cat. Sometimes he would talk about his day, other times he would simply lie there, content to be in your company.

One night, as you were absentmindedly running your fingers through his fur, you discovered a spot just at the base of his tail that made him shiver with delight. You paused, wondering if you had hurt him, but Kurt quickly reassured you with a pleased hum.

“Right there,” he murmured, his tail twitching in response. “That’s the spot.”

You chuckled, giving the spot a gentle scratch. “Why didn’t you tell me about this before?”

“I didn’t know it was there,” he admitted, his voice slightly breathless. “But I’m glad you found it.”

His reaction was even more intense than usual—his purring deepened, and his whole body relaxed against you. It was as if you had unlocked some secret pleasure for him, one that he hadn’t even known existed.

“There, you’re all relaxed now,” you said softly, continuing to scratch that spot, watching as he practically melted into the couch.

“More than relaxed,” he muttered, his voice heavy with contentment. “If you keep this up, I might fall asleep right here.”

You smiled, feeling a sense of satisfaction at having brought him so much comfort. “Then sleep, Kurt. I’ll be here.”

He looked up at you, his golden eyes soft and full of affection. “Danke, meine Freundin,” he whispered, his voice filled with gratitude. “For everything.”

As he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep, you couldn’t help but marvel at the trust he had placed in you. Nightcrawler was a man of many talents, a hero who had faced countless dangers. Yet here he was, completely vulnerable, allowing you to see this tender side of him that so few ever got to witness.

And as you sat there, gently stroking the soft fur of this remarkable man, you realized just how lucky you were to share these quiet, intimate moments with someone as unique and special as Kurt Wagner.

From that night on, your bond with Kurt only grew stronger. He continued to visit you in the quiet hours of the night, seeking out your gentle touch and the comfort that only you could provide. And you were more than happy to oblige, finding solace in the simple act of running your fingers through his velvet-soft fur.

It became your little secret, a shared connection that no one else knew about. To the rest of the world, Kurt was Nightcrawler—the brave, swashbuckling mutant who could teleport through walls and shadows. But to you, he was something more. He was a friend, a confidant, and in many ways, a kindred spirit.

And as you sat together on the couch, with the moonlight streaming through the windows and the world outside fading away, you knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, you would always have this—these quiet, perfect moments with Kurt, where nothing else mattered but the soft purring of the man who had stolen your heart.

[localvigilante]

Knights and Princesses (Kurt Wagner x Fem!Reader)

One of the younger students at the school asks you and some other X-men to play a game of pretend. And a certain blue elf takes it as a chance to be a charming little dork. (shameless Kurt x Reader fluff w Scott and an unnamed x-baby making an appearance)

A.N. So, this was actually written many, many years ago on an old blog of mine but I've been wanting to write some Kurt stuff again, so I decided to dust it off, revise it, and post it here. Hope you enjoy!

The reader is called "princess" and is described as wearing a dress, but no other descriptors are present.

Kids were something else, you muse as you smooth out the creases in your elaborate outfit, particularly the children at Xavier’s school. You liked kids but one little tot had taken a great liking to you, she was about six and was always roping you into playing pretend with her. You didn’t mind, after all, who could say no to an excuse to act like a kid again? And if these little games between your harrowing missions made you and the girl smile, who were you to say no?

But, as you stand at the top of the main staircase, dressed in a pink, lacy princess dress, you wonder if you had to invest in proper costumes for the sessions of make-believe.

The dress was too small for you, the skirt not even going to your knees, and you had to leave the back unzipped just to fit in it; but it made the little one happy to see you oblige her wanting to play “Knights and Princesses” by playing the latter. You had naturally wanted to be the knight with her, but that role had been given to none other than…

“Oh Princess of Xavier castle, we are here to rescue you!” called a dramatic and accented voice from the bottom of the stairs. You watched as Kurt and the little one leaped from the shadows, both donning knightly costumes and plastic swords.

That was your cue, you step out and place your hand on the banister at the top of the grand staircase. “Oh my brave knights!” you cried in a wavering, simpering tone. Hey, if you were stuck as the princess, might as well have some fun, right? “Please, you must run and save yourselves!”

“Knight’s never run!” the girl shouted with pride, puffing out her chest.

“What she said!” Kurt confirmed.

“But, my heroes, you don’t understand! There’s a fearsome dragon- and he’ll surely destroy both of you!” You paused, but nothing happened. “I said.” you repeated, far more sharp this time, “He’s sure. To destroy. Both of you!”

“Rawer.” came a flat voice from the other side of the stairs.

Scott came out into the open, dressed in a cardboard and crayon-colored attempt at a dragon’s costume you and the mini knight had made to fit him. He had wanted to be a knight too, but folded like a cheap suit the moment the girl gave him the Big Sad Eyes and asked him to be their dragon.

Surprisingly, despite his flat tone, he wasn't doing too bad.

"Who dares enter my castle!" he said, ending with a much better roar than his first.

The little girl yelled dramatically “The Knights of the X Table, that's who! Now get back, you nasty beast! You won’t terrorize the princess any longer!”

" 'Nasty'? Well, that's a little uncalled f- AH!" Scott's mumbling was cut off as the tiny knight charged, swinging her sword wildly.

“Sir Kurt, you get the princess to safety, I’ll deal with the creature!” She called back as Scott the dragon let out another yell and ran for the next room.

Kurt looked up at you with a wink, “My pleasure!” and disappeared in a puff of purple smoke.

He reappeared next to you, that wicked grin displayed brilliantly on his face. His tail gripped the back of your dress and pulled, effectively causing you to spin into his arms. You couldn’t help the heat rising in your cheeks as his face neared yours.

“Are you ready, meine Prinzessin?” he asked in a low, almost intimate tone. But before you had time to reply with anything but flustered mumbles, he pointed his sword at the sky and yelled “Fear not, your Highness, for I shall throw you to safety!”

That got your attention “Wait ‘throw’!?”

Before you could free yourself of the elf, he lifted you into his arms and the gesture would have been romantic, if he had not immediately tossed you over the banister.

You only had time to scream something along the lines of ‘I’ll run you through with that plastic sword, Wagner’ before you were engulfed in black and purple smoke. Next thing you knew, Kurt was crouching on the ground floor holding you closely…and barely concealing his teasing chuckles!

“Come now, Liebling, did you really think I would let you get hurt?” He asked, obviously still amused at how shocked your face was.

“You could have warned me,” you crossed your arms, but even you knew all he had to do was smile to be forgiven.

“Ah, but where would be the fun in that?”

You rolled your eyes, but then the voice of Kurt’s fellow knight in cardboard armor came from the other room. “Sir Kurt, have you gotten the princess yet!?”

“Oh, my dear knight, thank you for freeing me from that awful tower!” you cried, falling back into character easily and making sure the little one heard you.

“Of course, my fair damsel,” Kurt replied in that theatrical voice, but then “anything for you,” he added in that same low tone he used before. “You know, usually the prince gets a kiss in reward when saving a damsel in distress.”

“Is that so?” You ran your hands up his chest and leaned in so your lips were just a breath apart. “Well, my prince…” you swore you heard him draw in a breath and hold it, anticipation simmering- right before you snatched the plastic sword from his hand and jumped to your feet. “You'll have to get your kiss after we defeat the dragon!”

The look on his face was priceless as you winked at him and turned towards the next room. You brandished the sword proudly and charged towards the mini knight and Scott the dragon, yelling like a Shakespearian actor about how the beast’s days were numbered.

You didn’t see the look of complete adoration etched on Kurt’s face as he watched you, tail swaying dreamily behind him. After allowing himself a smitten sigh, he stood straight and pulled a second plastic sword from his belt.

"Wait for me!"

...

Comments and Reblogs are greatly appreciated!!

[leahnardo-da-veggie]

I want everyone to know that this is me every time someone drops a comment on something I've written:

[floral-poisons]

kind of wanna reinforce this here. because i’ve seen ai writing become so popular on tik tok.

ai writing is not okay.

it’s literally theft. just like how ai art steals, ai writing steals. it’s using authors’ very real work to generate whatever you type in. and this also needs to be said as well.

writing is a form of art. fanfiction is a form of literature.

seeing this all over my fyp is REALLY discouraging. fanfic itself is already a labor of love and we love it when you interact. but please do not use ai writing for your fanfic needs when this writing literally steals from fanfic authors.

genuinely don’t know if this post will go around because my interactions outside of hcs are shit, but i hope it does.

[demonicvulcan]

person: but it’s canon

me: yes, but it’s very badly written, so we ignore it

[itsgonnabesoon-deactivated20210]

person: but it’s a deleted scene

me: yes, but it’s better than most of the canon scenes AND makes the plot more understandable, so we keep it

[nix-writes-mcyt]

How We Got Here

Oneshot Grian x reader Contains: Fluff, Winged!Grian, Winged!Reader -------------------------------------

You think back on the first time you met Grian, remembering how you got to this point.

"Oh you should meet my friend, he's a bird hybrid too!" Scar had been so excited you had agreed. You didn't want to let him down. He never let you down.

Two weeks later and there you were, walking beside the salesman. "Trust me." Most people wouldn't trust those words, but you did. You still do. You'd known Scar a long time.

He worked hard to shed his reputation for you. He was not going to ditch all that now to play some silly little prank on you. At the time you had hoped not.

The idea of meeting another bird hybrid was.. terrifying. You hadn't met another of your kind since you came to these lands. You'd met all kinds of others, but you had thought you were the only bird.

"It's just around here." Scar stated, noticing as you slowed down. "Are you okay?" "Yeah, just nervous." "You've got nothing to be nervous about. The two of you will get along, I know it." A smile rested upon his lips, no mischievous smirk in sight.

"Okay." You said, breathing slowly in an attempt to calm your nerves. The two of you began to walk again, rounding the corner.

At first you hadn't seen him, the sun blinding. But once your eyes adjusted you were awestruck.

His back was turned, allowing you a good look at his wings. Parrot wings, vibrantly coloured. There were a few feathers missing, but on the whole they were perfect.

"Grian!" Scar greeted his friend, the man turning around. His eyes didn't travel to Scar, finding you first.

You felt his gaze on you, he looked you up and down first, but his eyes ultimately landed on your own wings. Like his yours were well cared for, beautiful in their own right.

He walked over, extending his hand. You were hesitant back then, but shook it anyway. "I'm Grian." He introduced himself so calmly, which didn't help your nerves. "Y/n, I'm Y/n." You had replied, not quite coming off quite as carefree.

"You're a (bird) hybrid, aren't you?" Grian asked, eyes travelling to your wings once more. "I am, and you're a parrot hybrid. Your wings are beautiful." You remember how his eyes lit up.

"Thank you, yours are too. Truly." His smile genuine, "Oh, I know. How about we show our wings at full extension?" He was clearly excited, so you agreed.

"Okay, you first." Grian had backed up slightly before spreading his wings. They were so much prettier, backed by the sun his wings were possibly the most beautiful things you had ever seen.

At that moment you knew that he was the one for you. "Your turn!" He had pulled you out of your trance, watching as you repeated what he had just done.

The sun highlighted each feather, bringing out the most subtle and usually hidden of colours in your wings. You could tell Grian felt the way you did just by the look on his face.

And so the two of you had gotten to know each other, at first with others around, Scar was a big advocate for the two of you. Soon enough you were spending time alone.

Your time spent together was amazing. You had never flown so much in your life. The two of you have raced countless times, improving your flight skills as time has gone on.

He asked you to be his in the air, you agreed, the two of you venturing on more romantic, yet still playful, flights from that moment on.

Which brings you to now, landing clumsily outside the home the two of you share. You're lucky Grian used his wing to block you from landing in the flowerbed. "You went quiet on me back there." He states, gently flapping his wings to properly stretch them out after the flight.

"Sorry, I was thinking." You reply, stretching out your own wings. "About?" "When we first met."

Grian's eyes shine as he walks to be closer to you, brushing his fingertips against your outstretched wings. "You were the most wonderous thing I had ever seen, your wings a perfect compliment to the rest of you. They still are."

You pull him close, wrapping your arms around him, then your wings as well. "You said exactly what I was going to about you." He hums happily. "You're picking up my parrot habits, darling." He winks.

"Copying is not specially a parrot habit, besides I thought of it first." "Well, I said it." He leaves you a gentle kiss on the lips, following it up with a gentle peck.

You open up your wings, giving them a little shake before letting them return to their neutral position. You watch as Grian stretches out his wings again, as in love with them now as you were the first time you saw them. Although you're much more in love with him than you were then, the two of you had just met after all.

"You're staring." He smirks at he walks into the house, chuckling to himself as he does so. When you know he can't see you you mimic him, but that quickly turns into a frown once you hear "I told you that you were picking things up."

He didn't even see you. Then again you do it every time, it's not like he doesn't know at this point. "Are you coming?" He calls.

You roll your eyes, a smile on your face. You can't imagine life without him now, the two of you make the perfect pair.

"I'm coming." You smile to yourself, you're happier now than you've ever been. You were so worried the first time you met Grian. But it led you here.

For that you couldn't be more grateful, to Grian for everything he's done since that day, and to Scar for making it possible in the first place. You and Grian were simply meant to be. After all, they do say birds of a feather flock together. In this case that couldn't be more true.

[aquarii-writes]

Lost on You(BBH x fem Reader)

Haha I have inspiration for once. Heavily inspired by Paprikup's Bbh/Quackity animation called "DEVIL'S DEAL" as well I started this like ages ago. Seriously please send me asks ;-; (omg I can post lmao)

WC: 823

Genre: Unfinished/kinda angsty??

NOTES/WARNINGS: Bro I started this back in like.. July last year so I completely forgot what the original idea for this poor thing was. As well here is the song that Devil's Deal was inspired by; highly recommend in general but especially while you read this :]

The Nether was a hellish land. The lava, constant fear of hoglins, wither skeletons, and ghast left the Nether to not be laughed at. Yet for Bad and (Y/N) it was home.

Running from the demon behind her, she was left laughing. The two children ran for their play time before parents came to find them. Soul sand slowed them both significantly but it didn't stop the two. Tackling the girl Bad laughed and held her.

"I got you!" he shouts as the two fall down. Their blissful giggling ringing between the duo. Sand clouded before settling on them.

"Shut up Bad" (y/n) playfully huffed. A happy memory for a happy time.

~~~

The vines that lived around the server clung to anything they could. The life it hung from began to die. Trees, grass, and flowers all wilted and died from the vines leaching off of their lives. Whatever homes the red tendrils clung to would start to decay and crumble under its own weight.

Wandering deep into the caves of the server would find you. Dearest (Y/N) hiding amongst her own life. The vines had yet to reach her under ground home but she had long since learned of their horrid existence.

Climbing up from her home, (Y/N) made her way to the Eggpire's base. Finding a location based off of rumor's and her own findings. "Bad!" she called out for her old friend. The whispers of how he's changed worried her more than anything. The darling baker she knew not only as a child but well into adulthood would never do something like this.

Was the egg a bad influence?

"BAD!" she yelled out again, ever so hopeful to gain his attention. "Heavens where could you be?" she mumbles, walking further into the base. Various shades of red illuminated the space; if it weren't for the thing bringing the light it was almost beautiful. Yet this is where you found him.

Bad sat next to the egg; his face was one of pure bliss. He looked so happy sitting there next to a stupid egg. "Bad?" you called out for the third time.

Pulling from a fantasy he looked at you in a daze. The way he used to look at you before Sapnap was born. One of love and longing. It almost felt like the two of you were teens again; dumb and in love.

"(Y/N)! Baby! Where you've been muffin? I've missed you~," he slurred to you, seemingly in a stupor. Stumbling to you Bad lounged around your shoulders. His height easily towering over yours he ended up sitting on his knees and nuzzling his head to your neck. "Ooh I forgot how warm you are muffin"

"Bad, I have a few questions for you" you asked gently

"And what's that pretty girl?" he spoke into your neck.

"What is all of this? With the egg and the vines.."

"So you're interested in joining?! Ooh I've been wanting to invite you for awhile but Ant kept telling me to wait for a better moment-" he rushed out to you. Pulling away he stood up fully to stare back down at you. "The egg can give you your greatest desire beautiful!"

"This isn't you Bad.." You told him. Reaching up to cup his face you rubbed his cheek. "The Bad I know wouldn't hurt a soul. What has the egg offered you? I'm sure I can give it to you far better than the egg could.."

"Well you can't keep Skeppy alive forever.. Skeppy is everything to me (Y/N)" he said calmly.

Rather annoyed you pulled your hands away. "Well then.. I see my time has been wasted here. I hope the egg gives you the best here"

"Wait pretty girl don't go-" Bad called to you

"No I see I wasted my time on you, Bad." walking back you tried to leave Bad back to the egg.

"No please, (Y/N), you didn't waste your time-"

"Then what was all the danger we lived through as kids? Before Skeppy came along. What are all the hours I helped you raise Sap?," you interrupted. "All I've ever wanted was to be with you Bad, but I guess I'm not all that important; at least not anymore. Truly I wish the best for you all" ending with such you went off back to your home leaving the defeated demon in the trail.

Looking back to all the memories he had, all Bad could do is just sit. You spent so much time helping and loving him. Late nights up together in the Nether leading to unspeakable things; nights run by talking and taking care of an infant Sapnap. The nights where Skeppy, you, and himself would run around causing chaos for every living thing around the three of you.

You are important and you didn't waste your time, but sometimes time won't equate to importance.

[mypoorfaves]

If you're a creator and you needed to hear this today:

You have no idea how many people lurk on your work. No idea how many times people go back to revisit your work. How big they smile when they simply think about your work. How fast their heart beats, how excited they get when they see that you posted something.

People are shy with their feedback. Sometimes it’s because they’re simply shy. Other times it’s because they assume you already know how great and talented you are. Could be both.

My point is, even if you barely have any likes or reblogs, don’t get discouraged. You have a lot of silent fans, but they are still your fans. Keep on creating. Because there is always someone out there who will love what you have made.

[alamogirl80]

This sentiment is sweet but if creators get less and less feedback, we stop creating. We don’t know if there are “silent fans” or just… no fans.

And honestly, no one that creates and posts thier stuff on any type of public forum is just “only doing it for themselves” because if we wrote/drew just for ourselves? They wouldn’t be posted in public. So yeah, interaction matters for continued fandom content creations.

Just some thoughts…

[aquarii-writes]

Bro my stories are so few and far between in post times lmao. My part 2 for cuddles is an illusion at this point 💀

[bitchfitch]

with the tags and search officially being completely broken on all platforms (no new posts are showing up in them anymore), now feels like a good time to remind everyone that the only way to help creators is to reblog their stuff. even before the tags were busted most people found new creators through their content being rebloged onto their dash, and now, at least for the time being, that will be the Only way to find and spread things.

Fast reblog is a thing, you dont have to leave comments, you dont have to leave tags, just reblog stuff if you want to keep seeing new content being posted to this site.

and as a final note, with this change likes are officially completely pointless for content creators. up till now they served to boost a posts placement in the tag searches (a post tagged #girl with 40 likes would show up higher in the search than a post tagged #girl with only 10 likes,)

[outdated. the glitch was fixed a few hours after this post was made ^^ still reblog stuff tho]

[aquarii-writes]

Cuddling headcanons(part 1)

Cause I'm lonely af. Also happy new year. I'll write the other half in the morning when I'm not nearly as sad

WC: 832

Genre: fluff for the most part

WARNINGS/notes: Happy New Years. I have no one to really celebrate with so I wrote this instead. Also tumblr is a bitch and only allows 10 images so you get 2 parts for this

DREAM

Dream always holds you to him when you two cuddle

Warm warm warm

He might be on the scrawnier side but he still keeps you plenty warm

In the beginning he doesn't really ask to be little spook too much but once he's out and away from the prison he begs to be held by you

He wants to feel loved again

GEORGENOTFOUND

Sleepy cuddles

He doesn't cuddle much outside of bed or the sofa

Normally he'll do so when one or both of you are tired

Normally in his sleep he'll roll away from you but when it's just one of you asleep you'll end up on the other

If George is asleep first then he'll roll on top of you

And if you sleep first he pulls you on top of him

It's wholesome

SAPNAP

Tangled cuddles

He always tangles up with you when y'all cuddle

Arms around each other and legs curled together

Ngl in the morning after such cuddles leaves to the blankets being everywhere except for your bodies

He is such an oven

Mans might as well be warmer than the damn sun

Personally I headcanon Sap as being at least partially a demon so he's warm af

And even without being a demon he just radiates heat from being raised in the Nether

Honestly surprising he can handle any amount of another persons body heat

I wouldn't be able to if I ran more than 96 degrees

AWESAMDUDE

More so keeps you next to him as he sleeps

He's so warm than he honestly doesn't like to keep another person body heat so close to him all night long or for a long period of time

So he compromises by wrapping an arm around you in his sleep

Tbh you probably wouldn't need a damn blanket with how warm he is normally little lone when he sleeps

But when he is awake and wants to cuddle you two just lay there and talk for hours

Hell you don't even have to talk he can hold the whole conversation himself

Under the blankets with you right in his arms is a perfect evening for him

BBH

He loves cuddling on top of you

Knowing you're safe because no one can find you under his massive form

It's overwhelming because by a demons standards he kinda on the lower side of average

But it doesn't matter when you both feel loved

Scratch his head and horns he'll just melt further into you

If you two fall asleep cuddling he'll move to make sure he wont crush you

But generally always you are holding him

FUNDY

He's also very warm

Not unbearably so like BBH or Sam

But in a electric blanket kinda way

Due to the fox genes he warms up way more when he's asleep to keep himself alive

But it makes the cuddling way better

He likes to be little spoon so he can cuddle into you and know that he's safe

He can also really show you how much he loves you

He wants to keep some semblance of masculinity but at the same time being held in your arms is like a dream

It feels like a dream every time you two fall asleep cuddling

This totally isn't me projecting

PUNZ

Punz really strikes me as the one to really enjoy cuddling

Just imagine

You two haven't seen each other in weeks because of a job Punz has been on

He finally comes home in the dead of night

You're already in bed fast asleep

He takes off all his armor, puts away his weapons, and silently makes his way upstairs to your guys room

You're sleeping on his pillow thats now starting to smell like you

He slips under the covers and pulls the pillow from your arms so he can replace it

In the morning when you wake up you find your Punz sleeping soundly in your arms

he's home finally and you two just stay there

Him in your arms safe and alive and you in his knowing that you're okay and enemy's haven't found you yet

WILBUR SOOT

Fundy has to get it from somewhere don't he?

Sally wasn't all that cuddly of a person but Wilbur is

He loves to cuddle

It's comforting to have that extra weight on you as you just exist

Spending time together even in silence it still time getting to know the other person in his mind

Whenever he gets the chance he will cuddle you

Albeit this lessens quite a bit after he's revived

Wilbur doesn't like to touch you as much any more when he's revived

He doesn't like the warmth anymore

JSCHLATT

Similar to George in the idea that he doesn't cuddle a lot

He really doesn't

He will probably only cuddle you when you're asleep or one of you is upset

But when the two of you do cuddle is lovely

He's much more docile when he cuddles you

He mostly mumbles. It's honestly kinda hard to hear him

[aquarii-writes]

Cuddling headcanons(part 1)

Cause I'm lonely af. Also happy new year. I'll write the other half in the morning when I'm not nearly as sad

WC: 832

Genre: fluff for the most part

WARNINGS/notes: Happy New Years. I have no one to really celebrate with so I wrote this instead. Also tumblr is a bitch and only allows 10 images so you get 2 parts for this. Also I do sometimes go through the likes/comments/reblogs of my works and I will say I'm always surprised to find people around my age who like my stuff lol

DREAM

Dream always holds you to him when you two cuddle

Warm warm warm

He might be on the scrawnier side but he still keeps you plenty warm

In the beginning he doesn't really ask to be little spook too much but once he's out and away from the prison he begs to be held by you

He wants to feel loved again

GEORGENOTFOUND

Sleepy cuddles

He doesn't cuddle much outside of bed or the sofa

Normally he'll do so when one or both of you are tired

Normally in his sleep he'll roll away from you but when it's just one of you asleep you'll end up on the other

If George is asleep first then he'll roll on top of you

And if you sleep first he pulls you on top of him

It's wholesome

SAPNAP

Tangled cuddles

He always tangles up with you when y'all cuddle

Arms around each other and legs curled together

Ngl in the morning after such cuddles leaves to the blankets being everywhere except for your bodies

He is such an oven

Mans might as well be warmer than the damn sun

Personally I headcanon Sap as being at least partially a demon so he's warm af

And even without being a demon he just radiates heat from being raised in the Nether

Honestly surprising he can handle any amount of another persons body heat

I wouldn't be able to if I ran more than 96 degrees

AWESAMDUDE

More so keeps you next to him as he sleeps

He's so warm than he honestly doesn't like to keep another person body heat so close to him all night long or for a long period of time

So he compromises by wrapping an arm around you in his sleep

Tbh you probably wouldn't need a damn blanket with how warm he is normally little lone when he sleeps

But when he is awake and wants to cuddle you two just lay there and talk for hours

Hell you don't even have to talk he can hold the whole conversation himself

Under the blankets with you right in his arms is a perfect evening for him

BBH

He loves cuddling on top of you

Knowing you're safe because no one can find you under his massive form

It's overwhelming because by a demons standards he kinda on the lower side of average

But it doesn't matter when you both feel loved

Scratch his head and horns he'll just melt further into you

If you two fall asleep cuddling he'll move to make sure he wont crush you

But generally always you are holding him

FUNDY

He's also very warm

Not unbearably so like BBH or Sam

But in a electric blanket kinda way

Due to the fox genes he warms up way more when he's asleep to keep himself alive

But it makes the cuddling way better

He likes to be little spoon so he can cuddle into you and know that he's safe

He can also really show you how much he loves you

He wants to keep some semblance of masculinity but at the same time being held in your arms is like a dream

It feels like a dream every time you two fall asleep cuddling

This totally isn't me projecting

PUNZ

Punz really strikes me as the one to really enjoy cuddling

Just imagine

You two haven't seen each other in weeks because of a job Punz has been on

He finally comes home in the dead of night

You're already in bed fast asleep

He takes off all his armor, puts away his weapons, and silently makes his way upstairs to your guys room

You're sleeping on his pillow thats now starting to smell like you

He slips under the covers and pulls the pillow from your arms so he can replace it

In the morning when you wake up you find your Punz sleeping soundly in your arms

he's home finally and you two just stay there

Him in your arms safe and alive and you in his knowing that you're okay and enemy's haven't found you yet

WILBUR SOOT

Fundy has to get it from somewhere don't he?

Sally wasn't all that cuddly of a person but Wilbur is

He loves to cuddle

It's comforting to have that extra weight on you as you just exist

Spending time together even in silence it still time getting to know the other person in his mind

Whenever he gets the chance he will cuddle you

Albeit this lessens quite a bit after he's revived

Wilbur doesn't like to touch you as much any more when he's revived

He doesn't like the warmth anymore

JSCHLATT

Similar to George in the idea that he doesn't cuddle a lot

He really doesn't

He will probably only cuddle you when you're asleep or one of you is upset

But when the two of you do cuddle is lovely

He's much more docile when he cuddles you

He mostly mumbles. It's honestly kinda hard to hear him

[aquarii-writes]

Hehehe funny number

[aquarii-writes]

Ways They Show That They Love you(multiple)

Inspiration has struck once again. As always reader is neutral however I do change between feminine and masculine pet names cause I can never fucking decide. This is more so about the love languages of the characters

WC: 1,482

Genre: Fluffy for the most part

WARNINGS/notes: typical stuff that resides in canon for certain characters. Also Drivakats new song is a vibe. I do quite like Boomer so I may consider writing him in the future

DREAM

Dream expresses himself best through touch

He's always touching you in some way

Sleeping? Arms are wrapped around you. Cooking? Mf is tryna hold your hand

He'll tell you how lovely you are, and how happy you make him but he will always show you that he loves you before he'll say it

When he becomes more reclusive in the Disc saga you know he still loves you because of how tight he holds you at night

In the prison he holds his pillow and convinces himself that it's you.

Both you and the pillow are soft; even if the pillow has long since lost its fluffiness

Should you ever go to visit Dream in Pandora's Vault then he will not hesitate to hold you to him

He's been alone for so long that he's forgotten what your touch feels like

GEORGENOTFOUND

George rarely expresses himself already; he mirror's those around him

But when it comes to you he feels more comfortable to be himself

He shares his quiet with you

The two of you could sit in silence for hours and him still feel connected to you

Of course if you want to be physically touching him then go ahead, not like he'll stop you

But he feels most connected to you when the both of you can share silence and not drift apart

Midnight is his favorite type of silence

Crickets, frogs, and other wild life have gone quiet. The night is dark and the moon is high in the sky

The stars shine stories long forgotten to the earth

Midnight is the most calming with the silence and if he shares it with you he'll stay up for hours just cuddling and thinking

SAPNAP

He talks so much

That's how you know he's happiest

He may never say everything on his mind but he'll listen to every small thing you have to say

He'll tell you how much he loves you and how pretty you are

Till his head hits the pillow he wont shut up

Anything and everything he'll talk about when he's comfy with you

AWESAMDUDE

Little gifts

Giving or receiving he loves little gifts

Small bouquet of flowers that reminded him of you, little rocks you found on the way to the prison, anything really

So long as they're sentimental he'll value each and every gift you give him and in turn will spoil you with more gifts

This is also how he shows he misses you.

After a long day or two at the prison Sam is essentially dead weight

He'll take off his armor, shoes, and maybe his shirt before just dropping into bed

You give him some food you made earlier he'll melt

The next morning when he's alive again he'll find a bundle of flowers, and shiny rocks to give to you

BBH

Food food food food fo-

He loves cooking for you and if you cook for him he'll be even further in love with you

As well BBH loves to give presents

Whether it's a demon thing or a him thing he loves little gifts

More often than not he'll probably give you lil rocks he found

He splits them evenly between you, skeppy, and sap :]

FUNDY

Touch is very important to Fundy

He never got much from Wilbur and after Sally disappeared he basically never got any love

Yeah wilbur told him that he loved him and everything

But that isn't the same as getting a hug or a kiss

Best way for him to communicate his love for you is through cuddles

Always the little spoon where he'll cuddle into your chest/neck

Give lil nips and kisses every so often to remind you that yeah he's awake and very much loves you

PUNZ

Another touch person

Idk in my head I see punz as being raised in a household where touching for affection wasn't all too common

So when he's alone with you he'll be touching you some how

Sitting on the couch? He's either laying on you or someone's legs are on the other

Cooking in the kitchen? Fucker is around your waist or his head is on your shoulder

In bed? Well there's more that could happen there but punz doesn't strike me as all that sexual of a person; but someone is laying on the other

Though when another person is around that's all out the window

He'll still touch you just not as much. Maybe wrap his arm around you, but he'll mostly hold your hand

WILBUR SOOT

Words words words

Tell this man you love him and he'll kinda melt

Depending on the era of his life depends on how clingy he'll get after you spill your love to him

Write him a poem, a song, hell even a letter and he will always melt on you

He seems like the type to just *die* should he be given a romantic ode

Personally I would too

JSCHLATT

Dad?

He has a thing for talking

He loves to talk his ass off for no reason

And while he hates to be interrupted I do see that he'd be less upset if it were his s/o telling him to shut up some

Touch if you're talking I can see him listening intently

Your voice is calming

Though when he becomes president he isn't as good as he was before

But that kinda with everything with him :/

ERET

More gifts

Normally with him it's small things that he'll give you

Small pastries from a meal that you weren't at, pens and pencils for you to write with

Anything they can think of he'll probably at some point give to you

And when you gift her things back?

Heart is gone

I swear

Eret really comes off as the type of person to love giving and getting gifts especially if the gifts are small

QUACKITY

Touch

Please touch the poor man. He's been through too much

During the day he's a little more reserved when touching you but he still holds you

Dealing cards? He has you sitting pretty right next to him at the dealers end. Sitting at the bar on a break for dinner? He has his non dominant hand resting on your waist or thigh.

Once all the doors have been locked, and the cards/chips all packed he has you in his arms. Spinning and dancing around in the silence of the night; maybe Slime is trying to play the piano in the background

At home he's around you every chance he gets

When one of you cooks the other is either preparing other ingredients or messing with the radio to get it to play music

Well now I have an idea for a Quackity imagine

KARL JACOBS

He sleeps around you a lot

This isn't inherently bad. Just annoying at times

Between time travel he can't control and the mess with Sapnap and Quackity he's so tired

In every era he's gone to he has found the three of you and every time he is drawn to you and sap

He found that he sleeps the best when in your bed; hell even in your house

There's something about you that makes him feel more comfortable and he finds it easier to sleep.

TECHNOBLADE

He shares his space with you

Techno is naturally a solitary person so more often than not he retreats away from everyone to recharge his social battery

Sometimes with you it just doesn't drain

Once he realizes this he spends more time with you around.

Making you help him with chores around the farm, taking care of Steve and Carl, and preparing potions

Eventually you basically move it and you two are essentially dating. Yet neither of you clarify this to the other

You both make the mutual conclusion of 'oh so we are dating now'

FOOLISH GAMERS

Spend time with his kids

Seriously Finny and Jr are such a big part of his life that anyone who can't at least get along with his kids is immediately out of the dating pool

Albeit this kinda highlights my personal views of what a single parent should do when dating

Spending time with the two kids is a quick way to worm into his heart. Once he sees that the kids like you he'll bring you around more often

Finny once made the comment to him that she liked how you did your makeup and he asked you if you could show her

Jr likes it when you play rougher with him so he can prove how strong he can be

Foolish sometimes takes it too far and accidentally hurt him so when you play with Jr it makes him melt

And should you have kids he'll play with them as well!

Very much involve his children when you're all together it makes him very happy

[aquarii-writes]

:0 blog is a year old now

[mycroftrh]

hot take here but the way people talk about “redemption arcs” and how they require that the sinner repent, debase himself, and then atone for his sins in order to be accepted back into the warmth of readers’ love, but there are some unforgivable sins for which no atonement is enough

is INCREDIBLY culturally christian

[mycroftrh]

Another fascinating thing about responses to this post: whether they’re agreeing with me or disagreeing, whether they think people’s insistence on this arc is good or bad, a huge portion of people use the word “forgiveness” and center their entire response to this post around it.

Please observe that I never once used the word “forgiveness” - although I should have, because the idea that forgiveness is a necessity for ceasing-to-be-a-sinner, and indeed that forgiveness is the primary goal, is itself christian.

I have at no point in the original post or in any of my further discussion of it said that the end goal, or even a significant feature of, a villain-to-hero arc was forgiveness.

Yet everyone who thinks this arc is indeed the only valid option phrases their arguments in terms like “Would you forgive someone who didn’t…”

Maybe I would - maybe I wouldn’t!  But I never said anything about forgiveness being a requirement!

And everyone who wants to tell me that Christians Don’t Think Like This, Actually, says it in terms of “But Jesus forgives everyone, all you have to do is repent and you will be forgiven.”  …okay great who says the characters need to be forgiven, why is it RELEVANT whether Jesus would forgive them or not - unless you’re operating in a Christian framework where God’s Forgiveness is a central feature of your belief system.

People who agree that yes, this is a culturally christian thing, and further believe that another form of arc would be superior, are saying “you should be able to just stop doing bad things and only do good things, and that should be enough for you to be forgiven” - okay you got the spirit but why do we have to be forgiven.

Forgiveness - as least as it is being used in this context - is someone else granting salvation to you.  It is someone else absolving you of your guilt.  It is you having shown someone else that you are worthy now, and them casting judgement upon you, and then agreeing that you are enough better than you were before.

Why does someone else get to sit in judgement and decide if you’re a good person now?  Who besides a god stands in that position of omniscience and moral superiority and moral infallibility?

What if a character chooses to end his life of villainy, anonymously transfer all his ill-gotten gains to those he harmed, and devote the rest of his life to curing cancer alone in a lab on a deserted island, finally releasing his cure anonymously on his deathbed.  No other character even has any idea this has happened; they all figure he just died or went into hiding.  No one has forgiven him.  Does that mean he’s still a villain?

What if all the other characters have hardened hearts for whatever reason, and no matter how much penance the ex-villain does, even if he only did one tiny bad act and then spent years in pain in punishment and then spent decades saving the world over and over at great personal cost, they will never, ever forgive him?  Does that mean he’s still a villain?

What if everyone he personally wronged died in an accident, he was the only survivor, it was that shock that caused his change of heart, so everybody he knows now loves him and knows him only as a hero, but the people he hurt can never forgive him?  Is he still a villain?

On the other side, if, say, a child continuously forgives their abusive parent, does that mean the parent isn’t a villain?

Forgiveness does not have a one to one correlation with goodness.  In either direction.

I am concerned that what people are doing is translating “…in order to be accepted back into the warmth of readers’ love” as “be forgiven by the readers” (which is not inaccurate, in terms of the christian framework) and then all agreeing that yes, that should indeed be the central goal of every villain-to-hero arc.  Which opens a WILD can of worms.

Because that means - We, as the readers, are in the position of gods to the characters, casting judgement upon them, looking into their hearts and deciding whether We will grant forgiveness to the characters for the wrongs they have done to others.

Like.  Aside from all the other implications.  At the point where you are granting someone forgiveness for something they did to someone else, something’s gone very wrong.  Assuming you’re not, in fact, actually yourself a deity.

But also for people to make translation of “…warmth of readers’ love” to “readers’ forgiveness” you have to already be assuming that we can’t love a character if we haven’t forgiven them for every wrong they’ve done.  And that wouldn’t even be true if they were a real person, and super duper isn’t true if they’re fictional.  I love my mother with all my heart.  I’ll also never forgive her for what she did to me and my brother.  Forgiveness and love are two separate emotional axes and one does not imply anything about the other.

Look.  Here’s some advice for actual real life.  You don’t need to forgive someone to let them participate in society.  You don’t need to forgive someone to love them.  And you DEFINITELY don’t need to forgive them for them to be a good person.  Whether they’re a good person is in their heart - not yours.

[jackdaw-kraai]

I already loved the first post, but this addition lays it all out in such a clear, concise manner, that I’m actually in awe. 11/10 OP, it is, if you’ll forgive the pun, absolute god-tier

[winterandwords]

I just. Fuck. Yes. I have nothing to add to this apart from aggressively gesticulated agreement and gratitude to OP for taking the time to articulate this whole amazing thing.

[queenkit]

“You don’t need to forgive someone to love them.”

This right here hit pretty hard for irl reasons.

[morgynleri]

“Forgiveness and love are two separate emotional axes and one does not imply anything about the other.”

I needed this reminder. Just. THIS.