old writing

Old writing acc; not posting/accepting requests anymore (sorry!!)

[oldwritingm]

Hi Hi!!

mou (she/her) here :]

I'm starting this blog to share my writing and take requests! (requests CLOSED right now, sorry!!)

Masterlist

Here are some fandoms I'm planning to write for (will update as I go):

Ninjago

Demon Slayer

BNHA/MHA

South Park (characters aged up to high schoolers)

Spiderman: Across the Spider-Verse

Creepypasta/Marble Hornets

The Amazing Digital Circus

FNAF Security Breach

Scott Pilgrim (show/comics)

Steven Universe

Adventure Time

I WILL do:

Headcanons

Oneshots

Blurbs/drabbles

I WON'T do:

NSFW

Incest/pedophilia/etc

Homophobia, transphobia, ableism, anything else that's discriminatory

As of right now I'm mainly planning on doing x reader content.

Please don't be shy! I promise I don’t bite <3

[oldwritingm]

Do you have a new writing acc? If so whats the user?

I do have a new writing acc, anyone can dm me for the user! ^^

I just don't want to post it publicly, I hope you understand <3

[oldwritingm]

Hey!! So I know I haven’t posted in a while, and I know some of you have requested things that I’ve never gotten around to. Unfortunately I am not going to post anymore on this account. I feel that the direction I’m taking my writing no longer aligns with this specific audience; and that’s not to say anything against any of you, you’re all lovely and you’ve been the best supporters I could ever ask for. I just no longer have the creative juice to make this specific kind of content, if that makes sense. I won’t be deleting anything, but I won’t be posting anything more after this. If anyone’s interested, dm me and I’ll give you the link to my new writing acc (just know that what I post will NOT be anything like what is here; different fandoms, probably not too much x reader content, etc).

THANK YOU MY LOVELIES FOR AN AMAZING EXPERIENCE, I LOVE YOU ALL!! WHEN YOU READ MY OLD WORKS, REMEMBER THAT <33

[oldwritingm]

Hello! This isn’t a request but I was trying to look at your masterlist and it wouldn’t work? Like it would say “this place doesn’t exist blah blah”. I’m sad now because I want to read your work :(((

Aah sorry!! I’m so glad you mentioned this though my friend, it should be fixed now!! <3

[oldwritingm]

HIII POOKIE :D

CONGRATULATIONS ON 700SUBS, YOU DESERVE IT🎉

If the slots aren't full yet, I'd like to request for Cole from Ninjago and romantic please

I honesIf the slots aren't full yet, I'd like to request for Cole from Ninjago and romantic please. I don't mind whatever you chose to write about but maybe if the reader could be a ninja with the elemental power of plasma and Jay's twin sister.

Thank you !!

YIPPEE THANK YOUU!! Here ya go!

Word count: 1k

Ninjago - Coming Home (Cole) (700 follower event)

The minute you walked through the door, you were hit with the incredible scent of something cooking in the kitchen. It was a smell you knew all too well, and one that never failed to make your mouth water. 

Taking off your shoes as quickly as your exhaustion allows, you scurried into the kitchen to find exactly what you expected.

His back was turned to you, and in the center of his lower back the apron was tied in a messy bow. His arms worked on something in front of him, and you could hear him humming quietly to whatever was playing through his headphones.

You decide to take the opportunity to sneak up on him. Quietly you tiptoed across the tile floor, raising your arms in preparation.

“Boo!” You exclaimed, grabbing his shoulders.

Cole gave a little yelp, sending the spatula he was holding down to the floor with a splat.

“Y/n!” Instead of being upset, he whirled around to greet you with a smile. He threw his arms around you, lifting you effortlessly and twirling around the kitchen. 

Once you were both thoroughly dizzy he let you down, planting a quick kiss on your cheek while you continued to giggle.

“I’m glad you’re home, sweetheart,” he sighed, his hands clasped at the small of your back.

“I’m glad to be home! Mmm… What are you cooking?” You glanced past him at the cooking ware on the stove, as well as the bowl on the counter.

“I think you know,” Cole replied with a wink. “Your favorite. And then a cake for later.”

“You made [favorite meal]?”

“Sure did! Not too bad, either, eh?”

You approached the stove to look at it. It smelled fine—no, it smelled amazing. And it looked… not bad, actually. 

“You’re getting better on your presentation,” you hummed.

“Yeah? Does that mean it actually looks edible?”

You chuckled, turning around to grasp your boyfriend’s hand. “More than edible. I’m physically restraining myself from digging in right now.”

Cole smiled, pecking your lips gratefully. “Thanks. I tried.”

You walked over to the bowl to look at the cake frosting. Chocolate, of course. And on a cooling rack nearby there waited two slabs of—you guessed it—chocolate cake.

“Can I lick the—” You turned around to find Cole licking the spatula already. You were about to pout, but suddenly you remembered that he dropped that spatula a minute ago.

“Cole! That’s probably covered in germs!”

“Five second rule.”

“It has been way more than five seconds.”

“...Five minute rule.”

You sigh, taking the spatula from his hands despite his protesting. You approach the sink, ready to clean it off, but… you can’t resist a little lick yourself.

“Hey! I saw that!”

“Saw what?”

“What happened to ‘that’s probably covered in germs’?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You shook your head, washing the spatula.

“You filthy liar,” Cole chided, coming up behind you and wrapping his arms around your middle. “Now give it back so I can finish the cake.”

Drying off the spatula, you handed it to Cole. He kissed your cheek as thanks and began working on icing the top of the first layer. 

“So, how was your day?”

“It was good. Tiring, that’s all.”

“Oh, I know the feeling. Ninja work doesn’t go easy on a guy.”

“I’d argue that it could be a little harder on you guys,” you challenged, earning a perked up eyebrow from Cole. “I mean, Jay still manages to call me about ten times a day.”

He burst out in laughter, understanding your meaning now. “Ah, he’s your brother; he just worries. I do, too, you know.”

“Yeah, but you don’t bug me every hour of the day about it.”

“True. I wait until you get home to pester you.”

You scoff bemusedly. “You don’t pester me at home. You make me awesome meals and cakes.”

“Hm… also true. But then I pester you.”

“No. Then you go into a food coma for an hour.”

“Y/n, I’m trying to sound romantic here,” Cole joked, bumping you with his elbow. “As your boyfriend, I worry about your safety.”

“And I appreciate that. But I also appreciate how you don’t pester me about it. Unlike a certain someone…”

“I guess I don’t. Only because I trust you, though. I trust that you’ll call when you need help, and you’ll tell me when you get hurt.” He looked at you from the corner of his eye, and you could feel his gaze on you as you took to washing a couple dishes. “...Are you hurt?”

“No, my love. I’m fine. Are you hurt?”

“Nope. You know I stay safe out there.”

“Yeah. I bet you’re about as sore as I am, though.”

“Oh, definitely. I’m already looking forward to that food coma.”

You snickered, washing the last dish just as Cole finished icing the cake. 

“And… done. Look at her… she’s beautiful… and the cake looks good, too.” Cole winked at you, ignoring your good-natured eyeroll. “Let’s eat now.”

The food was, as usual, divine. Cole had refined his cooking skills throughout the years, and though he always insisted that Zane was the better cook, you personally preferred Cole’s cooking. It had a strange sleep-inducing effect, one that always put you both out for at least an hour.

And so, after finishing some cake, you both lumbered over to the couch for a nap. You found your natural spot on top of him, sprawled out like a blanket over him. (He liked to call you his “personal weighted blanket,” which always amused you)

Your muscles relaxed for the first time that day, and you could feel Cole’s muscles relaxing, too. That was a good thing; he was much more comfortable to lay on when he relaxed.

You could hear his heart beating in his chest, and that was the only noise you heard as you drifted off.

Though, you could’ve sworn you heard, just as you were about to enter dreamland:

“I love you, Y/n.”

And you liked to think that you said back, drowsily:

“I love you too, Cole.”

Thank you so much for taking part in our event!! And thanks for reading, take care duckies :] <3

[oldwritingm]

Hello again! Let's see... Maybe... Some Creeps again? With... an insecure type character. Think slashers who wear masks in American horror type. Your choice once again, have fun my friend! Congratulations!

~ Shatter

Tysm Shatter!! I decided to do Toby for this one, hope that's cool :3

Word count: 1.1k

Creepypasta - Just Two Slashers ("Ticci" Toby) (700 follower event)

The evening air was heavy with moisture; you were certain it was going to rain. The dark trees along the road all whispered among themselves in the breeze, and for a moment you were entranced. Peaceful, even.

And then came Toby.

“Y/n! There you are!”

Tobias Rogers; the mysterious friend you’d made not too long after moving here. You guessed he lived in the woods too; maybe not these woods (you’d been searching for years for the “huge” house Toby claimed he lived in), but the woods somewhere. He always talked about life in the backwoods; but that wasn’t why you two got along so well. Any two strangers can bond over living in similar biomes—no, you both killed people. Often. For different reasons, sure, but that was something that no one else in the world could bond over.

He was jogging towards you eagerly, his mask and goggles still donned.

“How can you run in those?” You asked as he approached.

“I dunno, how can you do anything with that bulky ass mask?”

You shrugged, backing down immediately. Beneath “that bulky mask” you were reddening.

“C’mon, I was just teasing. I know why you wear it.”

“And I know why you wear your stuff.”

“Yeah. Sucks to be ugly, huh?” He joked. “Not that you’re ugly, though. I actually think you’re pretty hot.”

“You do?”

Instead of responding, Toby gripped your hand and started walking down the road.

For a while he didn’t say anything. He drummed his finger against the back of your hand, hummed, clicked his tongue, but made no conversation whatsoever.

You would’ve spoken up, but a lump in your throat stopped you. So, you took to responding to him in his language. You tapped your finger against his hand.

He glanced over at you, then began tapping rhythmically. At first you thought he was drumming the beat to some song, but then you decided that he was just being sporadic. You tried to mimic his pattern.

“I thought we were doing morse code.”

“Is that what that was?”

Toby shrugged. “I dunno. I don’t know morse code.”

You both burst out in laughter, squeezing each other’s hands affectionately. 

“Anywho, I think it’s gonna rain.”

“Yeah…”

“Everyone else will be inside.” “I should hope they’re already inside; it’s past dark now.”

“Man, don’t say that! I was thinking more, like, shucks, everyone’s inside.”

You quirked up a brow. “Why would you want someone to be… oh, wait.”

Toby nodded slowly, and you could hear the smile in his voice when he said: “Yeah.”

“Don’t tell me it is telling you to… you know.”

“Kill someone? Nah, I just wanted to mess with some losers.”

“Oh. ‘Cause… I mean, I wouldn’t mind if we—if…”

Toby knew what that meant. You had someone in mind. Someone who wronged you in the past, someone who you thought might’ve seen you as you walked the backroads late at night, someone who just gave you the vibe of someone who’d hate you… there were a lot of them. You made lists.

“Let’s see the list.”

Toby glanced over the sheet of notebook paper you’d torn from your journal, then crumpled it up in his pocket. “Got it.”

“Thanks.”

“Yeah, I’ll get to it eventually…” Toby sighed.

Suddenly you felt a little guilty. “I mean, you don’t have to… I don’t mind… uh, doing it myself. It was nice of you to offer, though.”

“Nah, I’ll do it. Just whenever the man wants some trouble stirred up again. Not tonight.”

“What should we do tonight, then?”

“Hm… let’s go to that one lake.”

“...The one that I live by? The lake that you’ve been to countless times when you visit me?”

“Yeah! That one!”

And so it was decided with an exasperated sigh and a blameless snicker—you’d go to the lake.

The moon was high by the time you reached the lake, and its reflection shimmered on the surface. The clouds were clearing now, but still you smelled rain.

“Let’s swim.”

You clenched your fists anxiously. “The water will be freezing, Toby!”

But he was already walking into the water. Yes, walking, not taking any layers off at all. For a second you watched in disbelief, unable to move at all. Then you huffed, sighed, and followed suit.

“Why doesn’t wearing more layers protect you from the cold? This shit sucks!!” Toby, enraged, started walking back out of the water, but only after he had gone far out enough to submerge his head several times.

“I tried to tell you,” you couldn’t help but laugh as you watched him hold his arms out like a scarecrow as he went, clothes dripping profusely.

“This was a very bad idea! Why did you let me do this? Aw…”

Before the guilt of the accusation could settle in, he was onto a new topic. “That’s crazy, though. Who knew a sweater wouldn’t protect you from cold water? Stupid. Can we warm up in your cabin please?”

Eager to help, you jumped at the opportunity. “Of course.”

You didn’t have much in your cabin, but you had a wood stove and a kettle and two cups. Hot tea warmed your bellies while the fire warmed your skin. You were both wearing pairs of your oversized pajamas, your other clothes being soaked and freezing.

Beneath your respective blankets you both huddled closer to yourselves, rubbing your arms and tucking strands of sticky hair away from your faces. 

Your knee was pressed against Toby’s, and suddenly you felt his hand resting half on his knee, half on yours.

You could see wheels turning in his head for a few seconds before he removed his hand.

“Nah, you’re even colder than I am. I was gonna suggest we huddle for more warmth, but… you’re, like, icy.”

“Unlucky me,” you laughed, nudging Toby good-naturedly. 

“Unlucky me. This totally would’ve been a good chance to hold you without all those bulky clothes on. You’re cute with them on, but with just your pajamas? Yeesh.” He sensed your owlish gaze. “That was a good ‘yeesh,’ by the way.”

You looked down bashfully. “I… think you look good in pajamas, too.”

“Really?! Gah, why do you have to be so cold? I would totally hug you right now.” Toby wrapped his blanket tighter around himself, huffing in frustration.

You had to laugh again. “Maybe next time, tiger.”

“Yeah,” he sighed, lowering himself to lay on his back. “Next time.”

He would be gone in the morning. You never knew where he went—he always insisted it was too dangerous for you to know. But he would be back. And you’d be waiting. 

Thank you so much for taking part in the event!! And thanks for reading, take care duckies <3

[oldwritingm]

not sure if you need like a scenario or not but if you do can you do like lloyd and an idol reader (male preferable but gn is fine) like facing the very slight minor inconveniences when going on a date (romantic)?

have a lovely day!

Yaay I LOVED this concept!! I may have exaggerated the "inconveniences" a little though hehe ^^"

Word count: 1.1k

Ninjago - The Idol and The Green Ninja (Lloyd) (700 follower event)

“You know, you really didn’t need to do this.”

“Of course I did! Couldn’t have you going out there with your stage makeup.”

“Yeah, but you could’ve just taken it off. You didn't have to put on makeup again."

“Y/n, you’re so handsome. The most handsome. But I make you even more handsome.”

You chuckled, shaking your head at your makeup artist as she paused to tilt your face side to side. 

“Besides, you’re going on a date with the Green Ninja. You need to look—”

“Gorgeous, as always,” a smooth, gentle voice interrupted, attracting both of your eyes to the open dressing room door.

There stood your boyfriend Lloyd, looking sharp in a collared shirt and slacks. In a gloved hand he held a bouquet of your favorite flowers, and on his face he wore a polite smile.

Your makeup artist bolted up, murmuring a nervous greeting followed immediately by a farewell as she scurried past him.

You sighed, taking the clothing protector off your chest and making your way over to your boyfriend. 

“Thanks, Lloyd. She’s a great makeup artist, but she can be a little… overbearing.”

“Yeah, I know,” Lloyd laughed, squeezing your hand. “You look amazing, though.” 

He wasn’t just looking at your face; his eyes wandered up and down your form, admiring every inch of you in the purest amore. 

“Oh, stop. Look at you! You’re gonna be turning some heads.”

Now you both laughed—of course you would both be turning heads anyway, being two of Ninjago’s biggest celebrities. 

You both loved what you did, but it made something as simple as a date night next to impossible. The moment you left the studio you were already getting looks, and by the time you were in the streets you could see cameras flashing indiscreetly in the dark.

“Paparazzi?” Lloyd murmured.

“Nah. Just people forgetting that the flash turns on automatically when it’s dark,” you snickered, winking at Lloyd.

“Heh. Well, we’re almost to the restaurant, so maybe our luck is—”

“Y/n! Oh my—you’re my idol! And is that Lloyd Garmadon? Wow! Are you guys… together?”

You glanced at each other, then back at the ogling fan in front of you. Lloyd gave a shy nod; the fan flipped out.

“Oh—wow—oh my—ah, can I please get a photo of you guys?”

You had to admit, it was sort of cute when people lost the ability to speak in front of you. Apparently Lloyd was thinking the same thing, because you shared an amused smile before separating to let the fan stand between you.

“Thank you… oh wow. Y/n and the Green Ninja are dating!” The fan scurried off in a fit of giggles.

But they had spoken a little too loud, and now the heads that had turned were flocking towards you two.

“I think you jinxed us,” you teased, poking your elbow into Lloyd’s ribs.

As these things went, it was almost ten more minutes before you could push through the crowd into the restaurant a mere few yards away. Luckily the place had a bouncer, and once inside you were safe. Well, safe enough. Of course the waitress wanted a picture before she took you to your booth, and a couple other restaurant-goers wanted one too. But by the time your food arrived you were quite alone.

“So, how was work?”

You smiled. “You should’ve seen the makeup I was wearing before you came in. I think Jay would’ve liked it.”

“Jay likes anything flamboyant. Or glittery. So which was it?”

“Both, actually. I think I still have glitter in my eye.”

“So that explains the stars in your eyes.”

You blushed, looking down bashfully. “You smooth-talker.”

“Only for you.”

“Pish posh. How was saving the world?”

“The usual. Some kicks here, some punches there… run of the mill stuff.”

“Fair enough.”

The topic might’ve seemed boring, but that was what you liked about discussing it with Lloyd. Anyone else would’ve asked for more details, excited by the notion of being a ninja or a celebrity. But you understood each other; you knew you didn’t want to go into too much detail, because to you it was, as Lloyd put it, “run of the mill stuff.” Nothing worth discussing more.

“Did you see they’re reprinting the Starfarer special edition from three years ago?”

“Are they?!”

“Yeah! I’m totally going to buy it. Well, I can actually get it for free, since I saved the comic book shop that one time. Free comics for life, he said.”

“Oh, I’m so jealous.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll get one for you too.”

“You get me,” you grinned, cupping your hand over Lloyd’s on the table. This was what you liked to talk about.

“Actually, on that topic, I heard word floating around that some director was thinking about maybe making a new Starfarer TV series.”

“Really? Oh, they better not mess it up. I’d be so mad.”

“I’d burn the studio down myself.”

“I’d help! I know a guy who’s good with fire,” Lloyd snickered. “Speaking of Kai… the distraction should be in full swing by now. Let’s get the check and book it.”

“Distraction?” You raised an eyebrow.

“I had Nya dock the Bounty outside the restaurant. Kai’s showing off to keep the crowd distracted.”

“Oh, bless him,” you sighed, relieved.

“Movie at my place?”

“Hmm… better go with mine. Can’t risk braving the crowd to get on the Bounty.”

“You’re right; I hadn’t thought of that. Let’s go, then.”

You could see bright bursts of fire shooting into the air when you stepped outside. Not a single head turned as you shimmied discreetly along the building past the crowd, and once you were clear of the masses you began to run, hand in hand, down the dark street.

You could hear your names being called occasionally, and you’d wave, but you didn’t stop running. Not until you reached your place, and by that time you were both a sweating, wheezing mess.

“Why do you look so out of shape? You’re the ninja in the relationship,” you joked, straightening yourself.

“Man, don’t make fun of me,” Lloyd pouted.

“I’m sorry, sugar.” You tilted his chin towards you, planting a kiss on his lips. 

He hummed, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you closer. You could feel his heart hammering in his chest; but it wasn’t slowing down as you continued to kiss him.

At last you parted, faces still so close your noses were touching. 

“So, uh, movie?”

“Plus cuddling,” Lloyd insisted. 

“Not in these clothes. Let’s change into comfies.”

Fortunately Lloyd had a few articles of his own at your place (totally not because he let you “borrow” them and you never gave them back), and so you both donned your pajamas and settled in for a movie.

“Finally alone,” you sighed, leaning against Lloyd.

“Finally,” he agreed.

Honestly, you didn’t remember the movie at all. The only thing you remembered from the rest of that night was the feeling of Lloyd’s breath on your cheek, his arms around you, and the overwhelming comfort of relaxing against each other.

Thank you so much for taking part in the event! And thanks for reading, take care duckies <3

[oldwritingm]

700 Follower Event!! (CLOSED)

Guys... we've reached 700 friends!! I've been away for a while, but I was so shocked to see this when I checked in!

Anyway, I missed you guys and I wanna hear from you 😭

For this event I was gonna write little slice-of-life oneshots; just little snippets of the life you'd have with that character!

Rules/How to request!

This event is now closed!! I'm sorry!

Anyways, thank you all so much for your support! I LOVE YOU MY DUCKIES <333

[oldwritingm]

Creepypasta/MH - How They Would Welcome You Back (after not seeing you for a while)

Characters: Nina the Killer, Jeff the Killer, Eyeless Jack, Tim/Masky, Jane the Killer

Nina

Shouts your name when she sees you, and BOLTS into you

She crashes against you, almost losing her balance from the sheer force

Her arms are flung around you, pinning your own arms to your sides with surprising strength

"Eek! Y/n! Aah... I missed you so much!"

She giggles as she finally lets you go, settling her hands on your shoulders while she looks at you with a huge smile

She compliments your appearance eagerly, and blushes when you do the same

She can't stop giggling throughout the whole process though

Literally nonstop... but she's just so happy!!

Normally she'd suggest a more exciting hangout, like stalking people at the mall or... y'know... putting the laughter in slaughter or smth legal activities

But this time she just wants to stay home and hold you :3

And maybe watch a movie with ice cream too!

Jeff

Pretends to be all nonchalant about it

"Oh, you're back. Hey."

Especially if others are around

But his eyes keep lingering on you, and though you're across the room it feels like he's looming over you

His presence is just so..... unsettling? Like, more than usual lol

Bro's just watching so closely

It'd make anyone nervous, but if you're dating Jeff you're definitely crazy enough not to be too disturbed

Because you know what's actually waiting for you when you're alone

Not murder, but:

He throws an arm around your shoulder and another under your knees, scooping you up wordlessly

Then it's cuddle time :]

He'll be doing something else while you cuddle, and he won't say anything, but if you try to move or get up he'll glare daggers at you

In his mind, you're making up for lost time together

Eyeless Jack

He'd have been waiting for your return

No matter how long he had to wait, he was always ready

Clean home (well, as clean as a cannibalistic demon's home can be), hot food ready, fluffy blankets on the bed...

So when you finally do come, he gets straight to the point

The point being spoiling you ofc

He loves taking care of you; that's his way of showing affection

So he's just excited to finally do that again!

He wouldn't have given you any physical affection when seeing you I think

The most he'd have done would've been to grab your hand to lead you along

"Y/n! I'm so glad to see you again... come on, everything's ready for you."

Tim/Masky

He's dumbfounded when he sees you again

Like, he just blinks at you

It's as if he never expected you to return :(

"Y/n..?"

Then he pulls you into a hug, finally processing the fact that you're there

The same smell of cigarettes and coffee fills your nose, and you breathe it in deeply

(He's lowkey doing the same with your smell)

The hug finishes with one more super-tight squeeze, then he pulls away to look at your face

"Hey."

He's so smooth guys <3

But on a real note, he's just so surprised to see you; he doesn't know how to react

Trust me though, he's never letting you go again

Jane

I think she'd have something planned too

So when she sees you again, she gets really excited

She tries to keep it somewhat cool though, greeting you warmly with a kiss on the cheek and a hug

But you can tell she's trying not to act excited... she's rocking on her heels way more than "usual" (never)

Finally she tells you to close your eyes, and you can really tell she's excited now

She puts something in your hands and kisses you on the mouth

When you open your eyes, you see a jewelry box in your hand

It's your favorite form of jewelry (ring, necklace, bracelet, anklet, etc) in your favorite gemstone/color!!

She loves seeing you wear the things she gets you, especially when she puts so much thought into them

Just like she did this time ;3

Bit of a different style from the other one, but here we go!! Thank you so much for reading, take care my duckies! <3

(divider by saradika)

[oldwritingm]

I'm so sorry for not posting for so long!! Thank you all for being so patient! Requests are still closed right now, but I'm dropping this because I felt bad about leaving you lovelies for so long :(

Ninjago - How The Ninjas (+ Pixal) Would Welcome You Back (after not seeing you for a while)

Kai

His face lights up the minute he sees you

He opens his arms and charges at you, scooping you off your feet and twirling around

He's smiling hugely the entire time, and as he slows the spinning he starts to laugh

Dropping you down so he can hug you normally, he buries his head in your shirt

His laughing slows, and for a moment you swear you can feel your shirt getting a little wet

Then he pulls away, still smiling, and of course:

SMOOCH TIME

He smushes your cheeks while he kisses you, holding your face firmly against his

The kiss lasts a long time O-O

And when that one stops, he peppers you with a thousand more on your cheeks, forehead, eyelids, hands, etc.....

Once the urge to kiss you has been satisfied, he finally says something

"I missed you so much."

And you can't help but giggle:

"I could tell. I missed you, too."

Cole

Calls your name LOUDLY when he spots you

He's waving frantically until your eyes meet, and then he bursts into a huge grin

He says your name again more warmly when you're closer, still smiling

Then he pulls you into a crushing bear hug, lifting you onto the tips of your toes

He sways back and forth a little, humming calmly

Bro does not realize he's crushing you

It's only when you cough or wheeze or smth that he finally drops you, apologizing with concern

You reassure him that you're fine ofc

Then he goes back to smiling at you, but this time his face lights up as if he's remembered something

His hand disappears into his pocket, and when it comes back out he's got a gift for you!!

It's always a cute little mini statue :]

"Cole!! It's so cute!"

"Just like someone I know. Someone I missed a lot."

(you gather a collection of these over time btw)

Jay

RUNS to you like a toddler running to its mother

Arms out, screaming your name, eyes huge, the whole shabang

The hug he gives you is tight, but it barely lasts a second

He pulls away to look at you, and you see tears brimming his eyes

Then he hugs you again, rinse and repeat several times before he finally says something

He's smiling now, and he swipes the tears out of his eyes

"Aw, you don't even know how happy I am to see you again."

He cups your face, just feeling your skin and looking at you as if for the first time

(he's still smiling ofc, but if you look closely his lips are trembling)

You see tears coming into his eyes again, but before they fall he pulls you into another hug

You rub his back, feeling a couple tears dribble onto your shoulder

"Jay... I missed you."

The hug tightens when you say that, and it doesn't end for a long time :)

Zane

He waves animatedly when he sees you

He doesn't say anything, but when you're within talking distance he calls your name lovingly

His arms open to give you a very soft (and unfortunately short) hug

Then he takes your hands, rubbing your knuckles slowly as he gazes at you

He just stares for a long time, hypnotized by your eyes

If you speak he just hums

Then he pulls you closer, gently wrapping his arms around you once more

His fingers curl around your shirt as if he's trying to keep you from separating again

You chuckle softly:

"Zane, I'm not going anywhere."

"I know... I know."

He def holds your hand for the rest of the day though <3

Lloyd

You hear him before you see him

He's calling your name loudly, and when you spot each other you run into each other's arms

You hug each other tight for a moment, both humming from squeezing and being squeezed

Then you pull away, giggling at each other

Lloyd opens his mouth to say something, but shuts it with a grin that's shy now

"I planned out what I wanted to say to you... but I forgot."

You both laugh again, settling on a hug to say what words couldn't

Pressed against your shoulder, he murmurs that he missed you a lot

His hands wander up to your head, and he runs his hands through your hair (or against your scalp if you have rlly short/no hair :3)

He will MELT if you do the same btw

You guys just hug for an eternity

You only stop to prevent yourselves from falling asleep standing up

Nya

Much like her brother, Nya is definitely going to pick you up when she sees you again

Strong arm woman <3

She holds you high in the air, her arms pressing your knees against her torso

She looks up at you with the most loving gaze, her lips curved into a soft smile

After a while he drops you down, but not all the way to the ground

Your feet are still dangling, but your faces are closer now

She sighs, finally putting you back on your feet

Planting a kiss on your cheek, and then the other one, she skips the mushy words

Instead she asks you how you've been :)

She's been dying to talk to you again; she wants to hear every little detail!!

And ofc she'll return the favor with her own stories

Late night talking w Nya... AAH <3

Pixal

She's the calmest of the bunch when it comes to reuniting

She'll smile when she sees you ofc, but she won't act all excited or anything when you approach

She will greet you very warmly though, dw

"Y/n! It's been so long! You look... well."

You can tell she means way more than "well," but she was obviously too awkward to say it

(This is also when she'll point out the smallest of differences in your appearance,, like "your hair is longer/shorter now")

She'll accept any warmth you return gladly, no matter how mushy you wanna get

Actually she appreciates if you can be more affectionate than she was

It shows her that you're happy to see her again :)

She'll want to spend at least the rest of the day with you, even if she's just standing silently in the background while you do your thing

More (much more) if circumstances permit ;3

AAAHHH TYSM FOR YOUR PATIENCE!! I'm glad to be back, and I hope I can post more!! Thank you so much for reading, I love you all! Take care my duckies <3

Also... probably gonna make this a series for my other fandoms I write for if you guys want!

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Sorry this is kinda short!! I just had thoughts and. here they are

Ninjago - Getting All Tucked In

Kai

BODYSLAMS YOU

I am so sorry but… that’s just how it is with him

He’ll wait until you’re all tucked in, then he’ll run at the bed and JUMP

Sometimes he aims to land on you, sometimes he aims for the place next to you

Just imagine that one markiplier gif (see below) but instead of going to punch you he has his arms open to wrap around you

^ him every night

Once you’re done scolding him for. that. Then he’ll cuddle up next to you as an apology

Unfortunately no amount of scolding will ever deter him from doing this literally every night

It’s rather jarring to go from “ah I’m ready for bed” to “IM BEING BODYSLAMMED” to “ah time for bed” again, but you both somehow don’t lose sleep over it

Cole

Likes to carry you to bed :]

The way I see it, you’ll both wait until you’re super sleepy before heading to bed

Then, wherever you are, he’ll insist on scooping you up to carry you

Even if you’re both just in the bathroom brushing your teeth and the bed is five steps away

He won’t hear any protests you give

It’s lowkey an excuse to hold you and cuddle when you settle down shhhh

If you start to fall asleep while he’s carrying you, he’ll be extra careful not to wake you

He also likes to switch up how he carries you, depending on his mood

Sometimes he’ll carry you bridal style, sometimes he’ll give you a piggy back, sometimes he just throws you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes (gently)

After a while you learn to just give in to it

Also always smiles while he carries you :)

Zane

He doesn’t just wait until you’re in bed; he waits until you’re at least half asleep

He’ll find something to do while he waits (usually chores)

Why does he do this? He doesn’t want to disturb you :(

But honestly it’s more disturbing how quiet he is when he finally tucks himself in

Like… does he think you’re going to murder him?? Why is he literally in full ninja mode

You actually get scared when he does this at least once

One moment you’re alone in bed and the next you sleepily open your eye and THERES SOMEONE NEXT TO YOU—oh it’s just Zane

You’ve tried to talk to him about it before, but he always insists on “not disrupting your routine”

He’s definitely anxious about getting in your way/disturbing you, but he also likes how peaceful you look as he silently slips in beside you

It’s relaxing for him to see you like that before he starts to recharge himself :]

Jay

Insists on being tucked in

He HAS to be the first in bed; he will literally run ahead of you to ensure this

If you ever get in before him, he’ll just sit on top of the covers and stare at you

If you play dumb (bc you know what he wants) he’ll clear his throat like “um I’m waiting”

Literally so needy 😭

He just loves the way you pull the covers over him and kiss his forehead

And when you slide in next to him? Bliss

It makes him feel safe knowing that you’re the one seeing him off to sleep

Not only does he get to see you before he drifts off (so he knows you’re there with him and you’re safe), but he trusts you more than anyone

He may be needy but he deserves someone like you who will do this for him :( my boy has trust issues

Lloyd

He likes to get in bed at the exact same time

You guys get ready for bed at the same time too 😌 I think you’d have a shared routine :3c

You’ll both go to one side of the bed and climb in, scooting closer together until you meet in the middle

Bc of course you’re gonna cuddle, it’s Lloyd

I like to imagine that you both wrap one arm around each other and use your free arms to pull the covers up together

Some teamwork right before sleeping 💪

You’d probably fall asleep first

Mostly because he can only relax once he feels you relaxing too

Your slow breathing becomes his slow breathing, your heartbeat becomes his heartbeat

A soft smile comes to his lips as he drifts off, and internally he’s thanking you for being there with him :)

It definitely helps with nightmares to wake up to another body next to his; one that’s calm and grounding

Nya

She gets in bed WAY after you

She likes to stay up, what can I say

An early bird and a night owl 😔

Dw though, she always tells you goodnight when you go to bed

Then, several hours later, she’ll come in and slide into bed next to you

OR BEHIND YOU AND SHES THE BIG SPOON OUUGHHHHH

She’ll wrap her arms around you and pull you in to kiss your head

If you stir awake, she shushes you, already half-asleep herself

But she doesn’t really try not to disturb you; she’s way too sleepy for that

So you probably will actually stir awake at some point

But then you both fall asleep pretty quickly, just cozied up together <3

Thank you so much for reading!! Take care my loves <33

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Congrats :)

- Shatter

Aahh thank you!! Congrats to all of us!! I wouldn't be here without all of you :)

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ahem, let me redo this... (i think I did it wrong the first time) CONGRATULATIONS!!!! IM SO PROUD OF YOU!!! 500 FOLLOWERS!!?!?!?!?! star struck <3

here's the board (again...) the character i had in mind was Cole from Ninjago

(I LOVE YOU 💜💜💜💜💜💜)

AUGH OMG you're too sweet 😭😭 I love you too!!! Also.. I'm totally starstruck as well! I'm so pleased to have you all here :,)

(note: f/a = favorite (music) artist)

Word count: 1.4k

Ninjago - The Concert (Cole) (500 follower event)

“Come on Y/n, we’re going to be late!”

“You can’t be late to being early,” you protested, jogging through the halls urgently. “Where is it?”

You were looking for your jacket; it was a brand new jean jacket Cole had bought just for this concert, and you’d be darned if you left without it.

“What are you looking for?”

“The jacket… you…” You rounded a corner and came face to face with Cole, who was holding the very jacket you were looking for. Though you almost didn’t recognize it, as it had a rather radical new addition; the back was painted with f/a’s logo (or album cover, if they don’t have a logo ^^).

You slapped a hand over your mouth, partly because you were shocked, partly to stop yourself from screaming. You jumped at Cole, throwing your arms around his neck and wrapping your legs around his middle.

“Woah there!” He chuckled, fumbling with the jacket for a second before securing his arms around you. “I’ll take that as an ‘I like it’.”

“Like it?! I love it!” You gushed, squeezing him tighter. Then you let yourself drop to your feet so you could have a better look at the jacket, which Cole handed to you at last.

“Did you paint this?”

“Can you tell?”

“Yeah,” you smiled, running your fingers over the imperfect lines, “but that’s why I love it.”

Cole threw an arm around you and pulled you in to plant a quick kiss atop your head. “I’m glad. Now, we really should get going.”

“Right,” you assented, almost sad to put the jacket on because that meant you had to stop staring at it.

Cole was a seasoned concert-goer. He knew that it was best to arrive earlier than early, if not only to avoid traffic (both human and automotive), then to secure your place in the crowd. And to buy merch if the stands are open, of course.

The stadium was even bigger than you’d imagined, but as more people crowded in it seemed smaller and smaller. Soon you felt like a little brick in a huge Lego set, packed in between so many others and secured in one spot. Luckily the little brick next to you was Cole, someone you didn’t mind being this close to. You clung together, shoulder-to-shoulder, to avoid the other people surrounding you both.

The openers were pretty good, but deep down you were anxious to see your band. To be fair, you did buy the tickets to see them specifically. 

And then they finally came. The sky was quite dark by then, and the stadium lights began flashing different colors. At that moment you were certain that they were about to come out. And sure enough, there they were, rocking their best clothes for the occasion on stage.

Your hand tightened into a crushing grip around Cole’s; he was doing the same, but neither of you really noticed. You shared an overexcited glance at each other that read oh my goodness it’s them!! Are you seeing this?

Bouncing eagerly on your heels, you waited in anticipation for the music to start. The speakers blared with f/a shouting a welcome to the crowd, which you and everyone around you responded to with enthusiastic yelling. It was quite noisy, but the speakers easily overpowered the noise with the first note of a song.

Time passed way too quickly. With each new song you silently wished that the moment would last forever, only to be disappointed when it ended but to have the feeling rekindled when the next song started. Suddenly they were all your favorites; though of course you went especially wild when your actual favorite number was played. 

Dancing, screaming lyrics, waving your arms—it all came naturally to you, as if you were an animal transformed in the multicolored lights. Maybe there was something in the fog waterfalling off the stage; everyone else seemed to be affected in the same way. You often bumped shoulders with Cole as you both moved around, and sent endless innocent smiles to each other when you stepped on the other’s toes.

F/a ended up doing an encore of your absolute favorite song, earning a little squeal of delight from you. You hopped in the air, but instead of connecting back with the ground, your feet remained dangling in the air. You looked at Cole quizzically, hoping your question was obvious because there was no way he’d hear you talk above all the shouting and music. What are you doing?

Cole just gave you a reassuring smile, heaving you higher into the air and then onto his shoulders with a little “Hup!” that you could barely hear.

You squeezed one of his hands, which were holding your legs in place, in a thank-you gesture, but also in sheer excitement. You could see f/a better than ever from up there, and any guilt you had about blocking someone’s view was eased by the people subtly shifting around you so that they could still see. If the huge smiles on their faces were anything to go by, they were too excited themselves to even notice you. You could also see a number of other people sitting on their companions’ shoulders.

This time, when the song ended, you were in tears. You shouted the most affectionate farewell you could muster when f/a finally left the stage, and then the tears really started pouring.

Cole just held your hand while you walked to your ride, letting you get your feels out. He knew full well what it was like to lose it over music, and he actually cried a little during the concert, too.

Eventually you sniffed sharply, wiping your tears away for the last time. “That was amazing,” you laughed.

“I know! My voice is going to be so hoarse tomorrow.”

“Ugh, mine too… but it was worth it.”

“Totally.”

You hugged your jacket around you, defending yourself against the chilly night air that you were finally becoming aware of. A little smile came to your lips when you remembered what was painted on the back, and you stepped closer so that you and Cole were walking shoulder-to-shoulder.

“I’m so glad they did an encore,” you sighed dreamily, “and I’m glad you let me sit on your shoulders for it.”

Cole wrapped an arm around you, his hand coming to a comfortable rest on your upper arm. “Don’t mention it; I just knew you had to see better if they were doing an encore of that song. I know it’s your favorite.”

You smiled, putting one of your hands over Cole’s.

You two gushed about the concert the whole way home, adrenaline still running too high for either of you to be remotely tired. The sugary ice cream you made a pit stop for certainly didn’t help.

You particularly liked listening to Cole’s gushing; while you could express your joy through fast talking and blushing cheeks, he had an artistic way of describing the things he experienced through other experiences. He likened the colored lights to the taste of sour candy, compared the roaring crowd to the feeling of cannonballing into a surging, lukewarm ocean. Your eyes sparkled at each description he offered, and you found yourself agreeing with almost everything he said.

Single digits were on the microwave clock by the time either of you even started to wind down, but once the sleepiness found you, it hit hard. One minute you were drumming your fingers on the table trying to re-create your favorite bits, and the next you were fighting to keep your eyes open. 

“I’m sleepy,” you yawned. “But I don’t wanna sleep yet.”

“Me neither. Let’s just chill on the couch.”

“Good idea,” you smirked, lumbering over to the couch and cozying up with Cole. You planned on gushing a little more, but the feeling of his arms around you and his warm body beneath you were like a sedative. You opened your mouth to speak, but only soft breathing came out, and suddenly all went dark.

The last thing you were aware of was the feeling of lips being pressed to the top of your head. “Love you,” Cole murmured sleepily.

“Love you too,” you slurred automatically, smiling when you remembered that your jacket was still on, still looking fabulous, still holding f/a close to you. It was just you, Cole, and f/a, drifting away to sleepy bliss together.

Tysm for taking part in our event!! And thanks for reading, take care duckies <33

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HEYYY CONGRATS ON 500 FOLLOWERS!!!! CAN I REQ A ROYAL AU! WITH LLOYD PLSPLSPLS ( https://pin.it/70wi1S4JA ) - pinterest board, THANKS AND CONGRATS AGAIN!!!!

YAAY thank you!! Also… Royal au!! One of my favorites :D You’ve got good taste my friend!

Word count: 1.3k

Ninjago - The Ball (Lloyd) (500 follower event)

You could hear the music starting up again in the ballroom. It was a faint noise, but in the massive, silent corridors of the castle it seemed much louder.

You glanced over your shoulder in the direction of the ballroom, considering heading back for a moment before sighing and continuing to walk away from the room.

It had only been a few hours, but you’d had quite enough of the ball. Maybe it was the fact that it was the third one that month, maybe it was the way those old generals never stopped blabbing about war and fighting, maybe it was the pretentious smiles of every lord and lady in your presence; whatever it was, you couldn’t stand it.

And so here you were, wandering the halls of your castle in your luxurious ball gown, all alone, lost in thought.

You clasped your hands behind you, enjoying the feeling of your smooth skirt against your wrists. It was a rather nice gown, the kind that truly belonged out on the dance floor, swishing and swaying with movement. You had to admit it was a shame you wouldn’t be dancing tonight, but not enough of a shame to make you turn back.

You came to a door that led out to a balcony, and you pushed it open to enjoy the breeze. You found yourself drawn out into the night, tempted by the refreshing scent of the outdoors and by the stars freckling the night sky.

You closed your eyes, walking slowly until you felt the stone railing against your waist. Taking a deep breath, filling your lungs with that cool, sweet air, you felt yourself relaxing more than you ever could in the presence of anyone in that ballroom.

“Princess Y/n?”

You nearly toppled over at the sound of the voice, and your eyes flew open to see someone lunging at you.

You took a quick step back; a foolish move, since you’d turned around and your back was partially facing the edge of the balcony.

Your back folded over the stone railing, and for a moment you were horrified at the realization that you were about to tumble over it.

That was, until a firm hand gripped your forearm and yanked you forward into an embroidered tunic.

Your face was smushed into the stranger’s shoulder, but you didn’t move, still in shock at what had just happened.

“Are you alright, Princess Y/n?”

You finally pulled away, looking up at your savior. An angular face softened with concern stared back at you with eyes so green that you could see their hue even in the darkness.

“Y-yes, quite,” you murmured, looking over your shoulder to make sure there was room to step back before carefully doing so.

The stranger was still holding your wrist. You both seemed to notice this at the same time, and your hands darted behind your backs bashfully.

“Thank you,” you said more clearly, attempting to compose yourself.

The stranger smiled. For some reason you felt that you recognized that smile, and you cocked your head while you thought about it.

Oh, I know! But… he can’t be… can he?

“Emperor Garmadon?”

The stranger gave a chuckle, cheeks coloring while he shook his head, making his blonde locks sway.

“He’s my father.”

That… makes more sense. It had been a very long time since you’d seen the emperor, but from your memory he was rather old, even way back when you met the man. But this was undoubtedly his son; the shape of his eyes, the smile, the regal, angular face…

“I didn’t know he had a son.” You weren’t sure why you said that. Maybe it was to distract yourself from examining him too closely.

“Not many people do. Lloyd Garmadon, at your service,” he bowed respectfully, taking your hand and planting a kiss on your knuckle.

“Might I ask, if it’s not too invasive,” he continued once standing straight again, “what you’re doing away from the ball? It is your party, after all.”

“I could ask you the same thing.” You offered a wan smile, which Lloyd returned awkwardly. You both seemed to understand what the other was doing, since you were both doing the same thing: escaping the party.

Lloyd shook his head. “My father can be… overbearing at times. Especially when he’s in a room with people to impress. He’s gotten better about it, but… he’s still him.”

You couldn’t suppress a chuckle. “Oh, I know all about that. It’s not just Emperor Garmadon. You should meet some of those generals in there—they could talk about themselves for eons.”

Now it was Lloyd’s turn to laugh. “It’s a shame, though. Missing the party, I mean. I don’t mind the other things—the food, the music, the dancing… it’s just my father that’s… difficult.”

“You can still hear the music in the corridors,” you offered helpfully, tilting your head towards the door. “Shall we?”

You both went inside, at first disappointed by the silence but then satisfied by the starting up of a new song.

“Oh, this one’s my favorite,” Lloyd sighed wistfully. “The first dance I ever learned.”

“I haven’t done this one in ages,” you admitted.

“I can lead.”

You blinked at him, taken completely by surprise. But the way he was smiling at you with those vivid green eyes… you were enchanted, and suddenly your hand was in his, and he was guiding you through the steps.

The soft sounds of your shoes clicking and clothes rustling were almost enough to overpower the quiet music, but it gave the moment an intimate charm that neither of you minded one bit.

You stared into those green depths, falling deep into some kind of spell. Little did you know he was falling into a spell, too, by looking into your e/c eyes.

When the song came to an end, it felt at once as though an eternity had passed and as though no time had passed at all. You were both breathing heavily from the movement, but now you stood still as ice, huffing, still staring into each others’ eyes above flushed cheeks.

“You’re very beautiful,” Lloyd said. It was more of an observation than a compliment. It was genuine. You figured that’s why it made your heart flutter in a way that no praise from the lords and ladies of the court could.

“Your eyes are enchantingly green,” you said in turn, just as objectively.

You smiled at each other, still not realizing how intimately you were standing. You hadn’t moved since the dance ended, so you were still mere inches from his chest, and his hand was still on the small of your back, and his other hand still held yours.

“My Lady!” Someone gasped, making you both jump. You practically flew away from each other, turning red as beets.

It was your personal maid. She carried a basket of laundry on her hip, and with the other hand she was hiding a smile. “Oh my,” she muttered.

“I was just heading back to the ball!” You blurted, striding towards the ballroom with sheer embarrassment fueling your steps.

“As was I,” Lloyd mimicked you.

“I won’t tell,” you heard her whisper as you whisked past, and you sent her a brief look of gratitude.

As determined as you had been to hide your embarrassment by returning to the ball, you still found yourself hesitating at the edge of the open door.

Lloyd came up behind you, standing close enough that your shoulders brushed.

“I’ll go if you go.”

“We’ll go together,” you suggested, smiling innocently.

Lloyd returned the smile, offering his arm. “Perhaps the rest of the ball won’t be so bad.”

“Perhaps,” you giggled, placing your hand in the crook of his elbow and venturing back into the crowd.

Thank you so much for participating in our event!! And thanks for reading, take care loves <33

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500 follower event!!

GUYS!!! We’ve reached FIVE HUNDRED followers!! What!!!

I literally can’t express how much I love you all, you’re all so kind to me and I seriously wouldn’t be doing what I do if I didn’t have such lovely supporters :) honestly when I get in a creative funk I just think of you all and my fingers start flying!!

Okay, I’ll cut the sappy stuff…… but I do love you my sweet duckies 🥹

Alright, now onto the event itself!!

Rules/How to request!

Check my pinned post for fandoms/other rules!

Send me the link to a Pinterest board! (can be yours or someone else’s)

Give me a fandom and a character (I’m trying to branch out more from Ninjago, but Ninjago requests will still be accepted!)

Give me any extra details you’d like if there are any!

I will write a oneshot (~1k words) based on the vibe of the board!

There will be 7 slots, and I’ll be sure to make an announcement when those are filled, so please keep an eye out for that! (And I’m so sorry if your request comes in after those slots are filled!! :( )

NOTE: I’m only opening requests for this event right now. Requests outside of this event are not currently being accepted!! Sorry!!

Alright, I think that’s it!! Happy 500 followers everybody!!!! <33

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A little short but you all deserve hugs x

Creepypasta/MH - How They Hug You

Characters: Nina the Killer, Jane the Killer, “Ticci” Toby, Tim/Masky

Nina the Killer

She uses hugs mostly as a greeting

She'll run to you at full with arms wide open, a wild grin on her lips

She practically crashes into you, throwing her arms around you tightly

Depending on whether you opened your arms too as she was running to you, she's either got you in a python grip with your arms pinned to your side, or a bear hug that makes her giggle when you squeeze back

With her cheek pressed firmly against your shoulder, she rocks side to side a little while giving a muffled verbal greeting

She might purposefully stand on your feet if she's feeling mischievous (which she usually is)

And when you tell her to get off your toes she just goes "no 😌"

She holds you for a solid few seconds before pulling away with a grin

Her arms will still be around you, she just leans away a little so she can see your face

She'll stare at you with that lovesick grin for a second before actually stepping off your toes away

Then, knowing her, she'll probably take hold of your hand while you guys do whatever it is you met up to do, even if it was just to unwind at the end of a long day

Jane the Killer

Her hugs are a little more reserved

She doesn't give them out to. anyone really.

But you're an exception :)

She'll give one to you whenever you need it, or just whenever she feels like giving you one

Which is surprisingly often, considering the fact that she doesn't hug anyone else

While she does give the occasional quick side-hug, she prefers a soft and warm embrace with her chin on the top of your head

Even in public—if the girl wants a hug, she’s getting one, she doesn’t care who’s watching

She likes to feel your warmth against her, your heartbeat, your soft breathing...

And she'll tuck her nose close to your scalp, breathing in your scent

It's always a very tender moment when you guys hug

She'll plant a kiss atop your head as a signal that she's about to let go

But she won't let go if you don't ;)

“Ticci” Toby

His hugs are a little bit random when it comes to timing

Sometimes he does it on impulse, sometimes he’s just overwhelmed with affection for you…

No matter the case, his method is pretty consistent

He’ll throw one arm around you, pulling you in first before wrapping the other around your back

He buries his nose in your shoulder, holding your head to his shoulder as well

He’ll take in a deep breath, inhaling your scent

Then he’ll sigh, relaxing against you and loosening his muscles

He’ll stay like that for a moment, eyes closed, just totally relaxed

He might rub your back absentmindedly while he does it too :)

Then he’ll take another deep breath, pulling away as he sniffs

He won’t even acknowledge that the hug just happened, he’ll just proceed with whatever he was doing

Even if the thing he was doing was showing affection for you, he’ll just continue on as if the hug hadn’t even happened

He’s definitely tried to gaslight you about it before: “what? A hug?? I think I’d know if we hugged”

Tim/Masky

I feel like he’d only really hug you when he needed comfort

But he does give quick side-hugs more frequently

Like, you’ll be looking absolutely gorgeous (as usual) and he’ll just have to pull you in for a little side-squeeze and a kiss on the temple

And ofc he’ll tell you that you look nice while he’s at it 😌

But as for real hugs, they usually happen late at night when his thoughts are getting to him

He’ll seek you out, a deep frown on his face as he approaches you

He won’t open his arms to signal he’s going in for a hug, he’ll just get as close as possible and press his forehead against you

He’ll feebly bring his hands to hold your upper arms, and it’s only when you put your arms around his neck that he coils his grip under your arms

He doesn’t squeeze tight; he’s too emotionally tired for that :(

He’ll just hold you gently, trying to lose himself in your scent and the feeling of your heartbeat against him

He won’t pull away for a really long time

Honestly he’ll probably find a way to walk over to the sofa while still hugging

And then you guys fall asleep in each other’s arms :,)

Thank you so much for reading!! Take care lovelies <33

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yoyo!! not really a current request unless ur up for it but when your requests open again!! Wallace wells platonic comfort w a reader who is having a massive meltdown since that's been my life lately (help me lord) anyways ty pooks stay safe!! xx

YES MA'AM!! o7 Coming right up for a friend in need!! i hope you feel better sweets ♡(｡´• w •`｡)

Word count: 895

Scott Pilgrim - Some Comfort From Wallace Wells

Heart racing. Hands shaking. Tears blurring your vision. You weren’t even sure what you were doing—your every action was driven by sheer panic and stress. The sound of your own cries was the only thing in your ears.

That was, until you heard something else:

“Y/n?”

And suddenly there was something on your arm, the pressure of it increasing until you were being forced to turn around. 

“Wallace? What are you—” you shook your head, still not quite thinking clearly. You let out a sob, wiping frustratedly at your tears.

“It’s all just—!” You weren’t quite sure what you had intended to say; you were really just using shouting as an outlet for some of your overwhelming emotions right now. “Gah!”

“Y/n,” the sound came again, still not really registering in your mind. The pressure on your arm had moved to your forearm, and there was an identical feeling on your other forearm. Your hands were pulled away from your face, and you were forced to look at the man in front of you.

“Slow down,” he said, and for the first time your mind understood that those were Wallace’s words, and that noise was coming from him. 

You sniffled sharply, clenching your eyelids shut to squeeze out a few more teardrops. 

As much as you wanted to rampage, to flail your limbs and destroy something, it felt strangely good to stand still for a moment. But the moment passed quickly, and soon you were faced with the strong urge to crumple to the ground and start wailing again.

But your friend seemed to pick up on the urge as soon as it came, and in a moment his arms were around you, pulling your weight against him. Your head rested heavily on his shoulder as you brought heavy arms around his neck, sniffling and weeping all the while.

Still embracing, you waddled somewhat awkwardly as one to the couch. You sank down on the cushions with an audible whump. A shaky sigh escaped your lips at the lethargic feeling of sitting; all the remaining tension in you was gone, replaced with an even more burdensome weight. It was as if your limbs had gone from being made of wood to being made of sandbags.

Your shoulders still shook while you cried. Wallace’s tight supportive grip loosened into a more comforting one, his hands rubbing your back slowly.

He waited for you to stop convulsing with sobs to pull away. You couldn’t meet his gaze, but you knew he was looking at you.

“Wanna tell me what happened?”

A deep frown contorted your face. You opened your mouth, but a sudden tightening in your throat made you question whether you really did want to tell him. Your mouth almost closed, but your lips remained parted, as if you couldn’t decide whether to speak or be silent. 

After a few moments, Wallace shrugged. “You don’t have to. I just thought you might like to.”

“I do,” you said suddenly, surprising him and yourself. Your frown twitched at your own rasping voice. “I just… It’s so much..!”

“Hey, hey,” Wallace put his hand on your arm, stroking it. “Don’t get yourself all worked up again.”

You nodded, biting your lip and forcing yourself to take a deep breath.

“Not a bad idea. You know, I once heard that deep breathing actually makes you hotter.”

You couldn’t help snorting at that. For all your misery, for all your overwhelming stress, Wallace could still get at least a giggle out of you. And giggle you did, much to his relief.

“It’s working already!”

“Shut up,” you managed between giggles, your voice still strained from crying. But now there was a smile on your face, and you lifted your head to actually look at your friend.

Your smile faded, and your eyes flicked away for a second before you spoke again. “Okay, I think I’m ready to talk about it.”

“Then I’m ready to listen.” Wallace reclined a little on the couch—his signal that he was ready for a long story, should this prove to be one. A long story, or a long vent. 

You finished speaking several seconds ago, and now silence filled the room. Wallace sat up to put his arm around you.

“Thanks for telling me. If I can ever help, please don’t be afraid to let me know.”

“...yeah, okay,” you murmured, feeling glum after recounting everything. Wallace took the balled-up tissue from your hand and replaced it with a dry one.

“I just hate seeing you like that.”

“I hate feeling like that.”

“I hate seeing you like this, too,” you could hear the sardonic smile on his lips, and you let out a sharp exhale in a halfhearted laugh.

“That bad?” You sighed, cringing as you imagined your own puffy eyes and red nose.

“Come on,” he said, his voice straining as he stood up. “To the bathroom!”

“The bathroom?”

“We need to fix… this.”

“You just gestured to all of me.”

“Yeah. It’s gonna take a while, but…” he let out a sigh, closing his eyes and shaking his head, “I’ll do it. I know, I know, I’m so kind and awesome and selfless and—”

“Pfff—shut up!”

You both burst into laughter, and you made sure to step on Wallace’s toe when you stood up to follow him to the bathroom.

Thank you for requesting, love!! I really hope you do feel better,, hugs and kisses <33