Can I request more Two x reader? But reader is quite a shy nervous wreck. Tries to act "normal" but if Two does anything sweet or generally romantic, as soon as they leave the room reader is giggling up a storm and kicking their feet. Maybe they get caught in a giggle fit once and are VERY embarrassed. (Reader wants to absolutely smother them but is much too nervous to do that until later on)
HAVE A NICE DAY / NIGHT!! Feel free to change anything (àčâąáŽâąàč)âĄ
spilt milk.
two x shy!reader, romantic.
authors note:
this is so me. anxious shy people STAND UP!!!
also i made this into such a cringey fangirl wattpad-core fic im so sorry, this is just how our shy wallflower reader is interpreting it i swear
Despite your unfortunate elimination from the competition, you couldnât bring yourself to be upset about it.
Youâd built up a strong friendship with Two from the start, seemingly getting along with them. They appreciated that you preferred to take things slow in life, despite the reason being to keep yourself from having a nervous breakdown over inconsequential matters â and your empathetic nature was one that Two hadnât found in many others.
When Two had read out the votes and quickly realised that you had been the only one to not receive a slice of cake, they were met with a severe dilemma. Sending you away with the previously lost contestants was an idea they immediately tossed away, you had been there to ground them at the worst of times â Two couldnât imagine not having you within reach at all timesâŠ
In a moment of panic, with the rest of your team staring in confusion as their host seemingly blue-screened in the middle of Cake at Stake, Two decided that youâd be staying in the hotel to⊠âhelp themâ with their hostly duties. Not a single object brought the lie, but kept their thoughts to themselves.
In turn, youâd spent the past few months relaxing in the hotel while the competition went on as usual. However, with everyone preparing for upcoming challenges in their free time, youâd had little interaction with anyone other than your favourite host! Not that you were complaining, the endless time together had led to a blooming relationship between you.
Two had a few concerns that they had yet to voice, though.
It had been a couple of months since youâd become official, and even longer that youâd been friends, but there was a certain shyness to your interactions with them that left Two worrying that you werenât comfortable with their actions, or the relationship entirely.
They would compliment the way you looked; having received advice from Gaty that people liked hearing verbal affection from their partners, and Two wanted to reciprocate the countless times you had praised them. But it would leave you fidgeting and your face would turn a shade darker than usual.
Or theyâd come up behind you, wrapping their arms around your midsection while looking over your shoulder at the book you were reading â only for you to shut the cover and throw out a lazy excuse as you made a swift exit from the room. It left them wondering if you didnât want their affections in that way⊠Surely you would tell them, right?
Two could do nothing but brush off the feeling of concern inside them, reassuring themself that it would change as your relationship grew.
Rather, they preferred to focus on the time they could spend with you! Today, they had dragged you away from whatever activity you started that morning and convinced you to help them in baking the cake for the next Cake at Stakeâs contestants.
It wasnât exactly an uncommon activity that you helped them with, it was an easy excuse to hang out and they needed to have a cake ready between every challenge.
So, you stood in the kitchen, idle chatter filled the room as you worked on your own individual ingredients before you had to combine them. You focused on the wet ingredients, melting down the butter, measuring out the milkâŠ
Glancing over at Two as they dramatically retold you the happenings of the last challenge and everything that went wrong, you hadnât realised that you let yourself get heavy handed with the carton of milk pouring into the measuring cup. Feeling a splash against your foot, you gasped at you noticed the small puddle between your legs. (no, it wasnât pee i swear)
âArgh, I spilt the milkâŠâ You groaned out, lifting a foot to step out of it.
However, you had apparently begun rapidly losing the ability to think about your actions since you had entered the kitchen, as another step into the milk cost you your balance. With your second foot in the air, your first leg slipped out from under you and you clenched your eyes shut for the oncoming impact with the floor.
A pair of arms grabbed your midsection, albeit a bit harshly and panicked, and steadied you upright against the bench you had been working upon. You let out a sigh, about to thank Two for stopping your fall, when your words caught in your throat.
They leaned some of their weight against you, mere inches away from your face and their body touching yours, their hands yet to leave your sides. Heat rushed up to your face at the thought of your positions, despite knowing the innocence of the situation.
âAre you okay? I didnât want you to get hurt â thereâs no use crying over spilt milk, aha!â Two laughed at their own joke, before noting your silence.
âEr, really though⊠Are you okay?â
Unable to get the words out of your throat, and feeling like your soul had been reaped from your body, you simply nodded and coughed into your hand. Despite the awkward tension you had caused, Two took your word â er, lack of word, as a good enough answer.
âIâll grab the mop, just sit tight!â They released you from their hold and rushed out of the room with the promise to not take long.
Once left by yourself, you felt your emotions explode inside of you, whispering, âDid that really just happen? Oh my â then they held me against the benchâŠâ
Your face grew warmer by the second, and the silly grin lit up your mouth, as you found your bouts of giggles to be unstoppable. You held a hand to your mouth, attempting to muffle your joy, and leaned back against the counter as you sunk to the ground.
âThis is so stupid,â You thought to yourself, using both hands to cover your face through your giggles, âI need to compose myself.â
Through your internal battle, you failed to notice a familiar integer entering the room again with their trusty mop. Two stared at you on the floor for a moment, confused but unable to stop the contagious smile as they took in your strange utter happiness.
âWhyâre you all giggly now? Did something happen?â
You felt your body freeze as Two caught you in such a vulnerable state, the embarrassment bleeding into your skin, âOh, uh â you-youâre back?â
They rested the mop against the wall, approaching you to hold out a hand to pull you up. You accepted their offer.
âI, uhmâŠâ Your eyes wandered around everything but Twoâs face as you stuttered out an answer, âI was thinking about⊠How you â yâknow, grabbed me to stop me from slippingâŠâ
âOh! Was that bad â did you not want me to touch you..?â They fiddled their fingers nervously.
âNo, no! Hah, I â uhm, I liked it. A lot, I was just a bit⊠Flustered by it, and didnât know how to r-react.â
You noticed their eyes widen and their face turning a warmer shade of green as they processed the information. A small smile graced their face, you daresay they appeared almost flustered themself at your confession.
âArenât you just⊠The sweetest thing ever!â If it werenât for the counter behind you, you were sure that youâd have fallen over by Twoâs weight being thrown back on you as their arms returned to your sides â in a hug this time.
The heat returned to your face as they squeezed you as if your very existence was giving them cuteness aggression, and their face was rubbed against the side of yours. Two let out soft noises that werenât quite giggles, but still carried the same joy within them.
Being caught in their embrace, you felt yourself un-tense after a moment, and melt further into them as they didnât seem keen on letting you go anytime soon. Your arms lifted to slowly reciprocate the hug, not quite using the same force that Two was, but the love was there nonetheless.
âSorry that I get a bit, uh, worked up around youâŠâ You murmured to them.
âIâm just glad you werenât upset with me! I really thought you didnât like being touched, or being complimented â I was getting a bit worried â but really, youâre as sweet as the icing on my cakes!â
You had half a mind to tell them off for saying something nearly sickening cheesy, but the giddiness of it coming from Two, and being in reference to you? It had your heart beating out of your chest.
âS-Stop, youâre gonna k-kill me ââ You managed to get out between huffs of laughter, interrupted by your captor pausing their cheek rubbing to start sprinkling kisses over your face.
With hands moving up to lightly rest on Twoâs cheeks as a half-hearted attempt to stop their ministrations, your face scrunched up in embarrassment as you felt yourself growing lightheaded after each time their lips connected with your face.
âOkay, o-okay â what if someone wa-walks in on us?â
They finally relented, if only to keep you conscious as you turned warmer than theyâve ever felt you, âI guess I should clean up that milk already?â
You nodded, but not before gathering the little confidence you could and closing your eyes to avoid chickening out, and leaning forward to press your own kiss to the top of Twoâs head, âY-Yeah, I donât want to, uh, slip againâŠâ
one comforting a scared reader who was teleported to her domain by mistake
similar situations.
one x reader, romantic
authors note:
this is actually a really cute prompt wait ;;
lowkey let me know if you want a second part to this, i'm kind of tempted heh
The hotel was entirely silent, save for your shaking breaths that you attempted to keep under control and the occasional footsteps belonging to Pencil as she roamed the halls, searching for the last few objects left in today's competition.
TV's decision for a 'last man standing' challenge was a horrifying reveal, and you wished that everyone was a tad nicer to the mechanical objects in their teams â perhaps then, you wouldn't be stuck in this situation. Your situation being hiding from the main killer, of course.
Pencil had caught sight of you creeping around a corner, and had immediately taken after you. Out of pure luck, you avoided her for long enough to take cover in a guest room that had yet to be ravaged. You stood just behind the door, hoping that keeping it slightly ajar rather than closed would look less suspicious compared to the other doors that were open.
So far, it seemed to be working. Pencil hadn't found you yet, and you were hoping that she would soon give up and go after someone else.
With your shaky legs, terrified at the thought of your possible fate after seeing your teammates get killed off one by one, you attempted to shift your weight against the wall lest you lose your balance. You felt yourself jump as the door you had been hiding behind began to creak loudly in the silence, before noticing your foot had accidentally knocked against it.
Half a second passed with you inhaling nervously, before the door was ripped entirely open. Pencil, with her sickly green limbs, grinned above you as you stumbled backwards to the floor.
With nothing left to protect yourself, you were forced to beg for your life, "No, no, Pencil â come on, you don't have to do this. Don't... D-Don't... I could help you, Iâ"
"I don't need your help, I need to win this."
You felt the powers she had obtained lift you up, as she moved her hands into fists and pulled her arms apart in a stretching motion, willing the magic surrounding you to do the same. A choked gasp got caught in your throat as you felt yourself being pulled apart, unable to do anything but stare at Pencil's cold eyes.
Pencil gritted her teeth as she felt herself getting closer to more power, before a flash of blue overtook the entire room, blinding her. Instinctively, she dropped her hold on you to bring her arms up to her eyes.
"Whatâ?" She muttered, staring at the now empty space in front of her, "Does â does that count..?"
You heaved in a breath, air finally entering your lungs, and fast, leaving you a coughing fit on the floor. Squinting your eyes open, you noticed the floor below you was different... and softer.
"...What the... H-How did you get here?" A blue object â er, an Algebralien, you supposed, called out in disbelief.
"I was just dealing with that stupid LeafyâI must've... swapped you out for her or something... Argh! Can't do anything right!" She became increasingly frustrated, kicking the ground.
Still reeling from your interaction with Pencil and your sudden appearance in front of this, frankly scary, number who was yelling at you, your heart began to race faster and you felt your body turning cold in fear.
Despite your attempts to hold it back, and still trying to get your breathing back to normal after practically choking at Pencil's hands, a sob escaped you. Your hands quickly moved to roughly wipe at your face, but the fear ran through you faster as tears kept falling.
At this point, you were confused and expecting to meet your death sooner or later, but it was being dragged out a little too long.
"I-I'm sorry, just let me go, please â I-I didn't want to be a part of thisâ"
"Hey â uh, calm down! I won't hurt you, just... Stop crying?" One awkwardly glanced down at you.
Your frightened appearance was starting to remind her of herself when Four sealed her into the moon, as she begged for any of the other Algebraliens to help her. However, her words did little to calm you down at the moment with the tone she was using.
Perhaps demanding you to 'stop crying' wasn't the right way to go about this...
Starting with a sigh, One kneeled down before you, "I was watching you earlier. You were hiding from Pencil, right? Well, she can't reach you from here â and she won't have all that power for long."
You sniffled, her words confusing you out of your state, "Wha-What do you mean?"
She looked surprised, "Oh, that doesn't matter right now! Hey, how about we sit on the couch instead? I'm sure it's a lot comfier than the floor over here..."
You shook your head, much to her disappointment, deciding you were too frightened to move from your spot and choosing not to trust the scary number in front of you that kept commanding you around. You curled in on yourself more, hiding your face in your arms.
"I guess we're staying on the ground then..." One sighed to herself, situating herself to be more comfortable in front of you.
After listening to your muffled cries and sniffles for a few moments more, One magicked a tissue box and dropped it on the ground with enough force to catch your attention. You lifted your head slightly to glance at the noise, before drifting back to One's gaze, who quickly averted her eyes.
With a shaky hand, you pulled out a couple tissues and wiped your face. The tense atmosphere was making One nervous, and you noticed this, figuring that she might've been less of a threat than you supposed, now that you had been given some time to breath.
"Who... Are you?"
"...You can call me One, I'm a... Friend of Two's," She figured it would make you more comfortable if she twisted the truth a little, "You can trust me."
You offered her an unsure glance, "Um, what were you doing with Leafy? B-Before you teleported me here?"
Not expecting you to have paid attention to her earlier ranting, she stumbled over a lie, "You see, I was actually a big fan of that whole... 'Dream Island' competition! I wanted to ask her more about it, you know?"
Seemingly believing her for the most part, you stared off into the floor and mumbled, "This contest is stupid, anyways..."
This caught One's attention, sensing a possible advantage from you if you were as averse to the competition as you said, "Why do you think that?"
"No one actually cares about me, the only reason I haven't been eliminated is because they don't even notice me there," You began, feeling yourself beginning to rant after having had no one to talk, "I only made it onto a team because they needed an extra member, I don't even think I care about this stupid 'power' anyways! I thought, maybe I'd make some friends by joining in, but everyone seemed to make their own alliances before I even got the chance..."
Tears welled up in your eyes before you could stop them, "âSorry, I didn't mean to tell you all that."
While One couldn't lie, she certainly hadn't noticed you throughout the times she had stalked Two's little competition, but it had struck a chord within her to hear your ranting. She inched closer.
"I... I get it. Back then, I never really... Fit in, either. None of the others cared about me."
You felt the bite in her tone when mentioning 'the others', "I thought you said you were Two's friend?"
"None of them saw me as a friend."
Following her tone, you decided it was best to not push the topic any further. Choking back the lump in your throat, trying to push away the emotions from the rollercoaster you had been through, you wiped an arm over your eyes.
"Are you... Going to send me back?" You nervously murmured.
"We aren't so different," One started, "And I know you don't deserve to go back there just to be treated the way you were."
A hue of blue surrounded the tissue box on the floor that you had forgotten about, lifting a sheet from out of it and bringing it up to you, "T-Thank you..."
"How about you stay with me for a bit? I've got some time before I have to..." She cleared her throat, "Finish some business."
You gave her your permission, before the same blue magic as before began to surround you this time, straightening you out and helping you onto your feet. You stumbled for a moment, unused to being lifted up so easily, and were caught by One's body.
Mumbling out a short apology as you took a step back, you failed to notice the darker tint that had taken onto the Algebralien's cheeks at your contact.
"L-Lets sit somewhere more comfortable than the floor, shall we?" One offered, guiding you to her couch, "I think I've got a deal that you might like to hear..."
U HAVE SUCH AN AWESOME BLOG?? sorry i got a bit excited :3 but wow i love ur writing so much its very nicee!!! keep it up!!! if i could make a suggestion of my own: book headcanons and my life is YOURS /silly ^_^ keep it up !
- đ·ïž (wowow im a taggy too :])
book headcanons.
book x reader, romantic
authors note:
in honour of bfdia, i will finally write this!! lol
- will start this off by saying: book absolutely gets flustered super easily!!
- she's not exactly SHY, but she doesn't always know how to react to such affections.
- this makes her a little awkward about pda, but she's far from embarrassed by it! honestly, it almost makes her proud to show the relationship between the two of you.
- will initiate hand-holding but will be looking away while trying to hide her glee the whole time.
- behind closed doors, though, she's a lot more open to it.
- but will always be very blush-y about it.
- big fan of surprise-hugs and nuzzling your faces into each other, she lives for that super close contact full of giggles and forgetting about the world around you.
- be careful, though! one wrong move and you'll end up with a papercut.
- she feels SUPER bad if she accidentally gives you a papercut, but its bound to happen.
- she might try to refrain from physical affection because of it, but its pretty easy to convince her that you're fine!
- leafy needs to watch out, because book is one of the kindest objects out there!!
- we've seen how selfless and compassionate she is, and that extends TENFOLD with you!
- gets super concerned if you don't have the healthiest habits.
- notices you staying up late every night? book tries to coerce you into an early bedtime with her through promises of cuddles (and possible bribery).
- if you've been burning yourself out? tries to take your mind off of whatever you're working on by roping you into a game of tic-tac-toe, or whatever weird version of chess that pillow's taught her.
- even if you just need a day of laying around and resting, book will be at your beck-and-call with whatever you need â snacks, water, more blankets, cuddles? she'll have it all ready for you.
- she gets worried very easily, and just seeing her be uncomfortable watching you not taking care of yourself is usually enough to push you into better habits.
- a bit of a know-it-all sometimes, can you blame her? she's a literal book...
- will tell you to wear a jacket if its cold out and you aren't dressed warm enough â if you brush it off, and end up cold later? "i told you it would be cold out..."
- doesn't want you to freeze though, so she will be giving you her coat or attempting to warm you up in other ways.
- very cheesy sometimes, will open up her pages to YOUR definition, and will write, "the cutest object in the world!"... please don't call her gross for that, even if its true, love will make the coolest people look cringey ;;
- if you two ever get in a disagreement or argument about something, whether she is in the wrong or not, she will absolutely be going ALL out in an attempt to earn your forgiveness!
- she can be very forgiving when she's shown both sides of the situation, and while she can be very stubborn at first, and will butt heads with you if you continue arguing rather than talking it out, she will be quick to come to an understanding if you're able to calm down.
- i like to think that book rarely ever forgets information that she cares to remember, because she stores it in her pages to come back to later, so any of your favourite hobbies, foods, tv shows? she will always remember!
- you told her that you had a favourite flower in some random passing conversation that you didn't even think she was really paying attention to, but a few weeks later you find those exact flowers waiting on your doorstep.
- we've seen how she acted when assuming that taco abandoned her team, and her absolute distaste for those only using their 'friendships' to manipulate others, so she gets almost protective with you at times.
- whether its an experience you had in the competition, or elsewhere in goiky, if you tell book about a negative experience you had with someone, she's instantly forming a cynical opinion of them.
- pencil pretended to help you in a challenge only to abandon you when she got ahead? book is refusing to let her go near you again â cutting in between you if she notices pencil approaching you.
- if you've already forgiven whatever object wronged you and you want book to back down, she's quick to listen to you.
- if there's anything book is good at, its learning from her mistakes.
- in the scenario that you are both competing in the same competition, whichever one that is, she will genuinely put herself on the line to help you get further in the challenges.
- even if you are both on different teams, she'll never hear the end of it from her own team, but the last thing she wants to see is you getting eliminated and being upset.
- if you ARE on the same team, your teammates will still get annoyed with you two because you keep getting distracted by each other instead of HELPING THE DAMN TEAM.
- the entire team is on the brink of death and book needs to save someone to be able to complete the competition, and everyone is telling her to save the 'leader' of the team since they know what they're doing and will actually win them the contest â oh, would you look at that? book saved you instead and now they've lost the competition. good job!
- please be nice to her about it, she'll feel super bad already getting berated by her team... let her know that at the end of the day it's just a competition, and you'll support her with whatever choices she makes.
- if you DO get eliminated though, she'll be devastated that she has to continue on without you.
- remind her that you'll still be on the sidelines, cheering her on, however, and she'll continue on with newfound energy to win for you :)
- we've seen that she can create things with her pages, and is more than decent at origami, so i can imagine her making little paper crafts for you!
- getting home after a grueling day, tired and wanting to get home to book, and you open the front door to a bouquet of paper roses that book made for you!... we're going to assume she has unlimited pages, too â i fear that she would get quite thin, otherwise.
- most dates between the two of you aren't anything super spectacular, you both prefer focusing on each other rather than some fancy landmark or restaurant.
- lots of game nights, you've probably got a shelf dedicated to all different kinds of board games.
- book is very loyal and relationship-motivated, so most of your friends will probably be books friends as well â lots of hangouts will feature ice cube, price tag, ruby, etc.
- book can get a bit argumentative when she believes someone is doing the wrong thing, she might go on a bit of a rant about someone to you... it's best to let her get it all out.
- she really needs someone who is level-headed, who can help her see both sides of a situation.
- book, while usually able to keep her cool, does sometimes have a bit of a temper â but she means well and really does prefer to see things from more than one point of view.
- i wish i could've made this longer but i kind of struggled with book? i'm either out of touch with writing and need to practice more, or i just haven't gotten a good grasp on her yet lol
IM ACTUALLY SO DEVASTATED AFTER THE FINAL OF II đđ BUT! If you dont mind like I'm not sure if you mind letting me yap a little about the two headcanons for Mephone4 I had! (And PLEASE do not feel obligated to do both at these at the same time đ One is plenty enough! I love ur work ^_^)
Just like general dating Mephone4 headcanons! (if ur comfortable with that ofc!)
And Mephone with a (gender neutral) artist significant other that secretly has a secret sketchbook with drawings of *just* him and had cute comments and notes in it too about him! And one day that someone accidentally left out this sketchbook and Mephone stumbled upon it!!!
HAVE A GOOD DAY/NIGHT!!!!!!
secret sketches.
mephone x artist!reader, romantic
authors note:
picture this as before the ending happened and before everything went to shit & everyone hated him ....... or perhaps an alternate universe where it never happened...
One of MePhone's favourite things about you is your creativity. Or rather, your love to create.
It was something you both bonded well over, he enjoyed creating competitions and games for the contestants, and you enjoyed creating artworks of the world around you. You were never afraid to show off your art to him, either â it was common for him to run ideas through you, and you, him.
So, while he was out hosting his competition, you would spend your days letting your creativity flow, or lending a hand at Hotel OJ when they asked for it.
In the present, you sat on the couch in your shared room with MePhone, sketchbook in hand and a pencil in the other. You prided yourself on sharing everything with your partner, however there were a couple things you felt necessary to keep to yourself. Such as this special little sketchbook, one that no one but you has ever looked upon.
Why? Because it was filled with hundreds of sketches of MePhone, and nothing else. You couldn't help it â one glance at him left you with millions of ideas in your head that you needed to get down on paper the moment your book was in your hands.
Whilst many of the carefully crafted images in it were ones to be proud of, you couldn't ever imagine showing it to him. It was weird, wasn't it? Having drawn him so many times, with such intricate details, in so many angles...
Not to mention the countless notes you had written in the corners, mentioning the twitch in his eyebrows when someone goes out of their way to annoy him, or the way he unconsciously lets out a goofy smirk when he remembers something funny and he thinks no one is looking. It was normal to love your partner, for sure, but you were worried that others may think this is crossing a boundary.
So you kept it a secret. One little secret between the two of you, it wouldn't hurt anyone, right?
A knock on the door startled you, shoving your sketchbook open, face-down on the cushion next to you, "Uh, who is it?"
"It's OJ. Sorry if I'm interrupting anything, but do you have a moment?"
You left your items on the couch, assuming you'd be back not too much later after helping with whatever OJ needed, and rushed over to the door.
"Of course, what is it?"
"Well, Tissues sneezed on Soap again, now she's..."
-
MePhone trudged over to the familiar door, voice strained from yelling over his contestants all day and muscles sore from running back and forth. It was over, and he already had the next competition planned out with help from MePad, so he could spend the rest of his evening next to the person he wanted to most.
Opening the door, he waited with baited breath for a moment, before sighing in hindrance at the sign that no one else was home. He assumed you were helping at Hotel OJ still, as he noticed you walking in the direction of the hotel alongside OJ earlier.
He supposed the relaxing could start without you, and the couch with the TV remote was calling his name.
Catching sight of a sketchbook he hadn't seen before, he could connect the dots that you had been in a rush to meet OJ and had left your things laying around. He couldn't blame you, MePad often had to clean up after him during the contests, but who could blame him! It was tough being a host.
MePhone immediately flipped it over to take a sneak peek at the books contents, because you had never had any qualms about showing him your works, complete or not, before this. But his breath was quick to catch in his throat as he came face-to-face with a detailed sketch of himself.
He almost felt as if he were about to overheat, his fans starting to whir inside of him, as he flipped through pages upon pages of nothing but sketches of him.
MePhone had caught you staring at him plenty of times, but he couldn't pretend that he wouldn't stare at you for hours on end if he had the chance, so he never questioned it. But the possibility that you had been storing those images of him away in your mind to draw them out for yourself later on?
It was almost embarrassing, really, how well you caught his likeness in each page. He stopped to read the occasional notes left on each page, realising just how many habits of his you had noticed and listed down. From him being unable to sleep without a source of light nearby, to his love for any kind of holiday season, he felt the heat worsen in his face as he struggled to hide his dopey grin.
While it was no lie that you liked him, certainly more than just a friend or a host, it felt... different, in a good way, to have someone caring so much about his interests. No one has ever shown this much attention to him before.
If asked, he couldnât recall how long he stood there, staring at every page and feeling his heart swell. However, it was certainly long enough to hear the twisting of the doorknob and a familiar voice calling out.
âSorry I got back late, there was this whole drama with Soap and â uhm, MePhone?â You questioned as he stood still in the middle of your small lounge room.
You slowly moved closer, walking around the couch until you saw a certain sketchbook in the hands of the very person you were hiding it from.
You couldâve slapped yourself right then and there for forgetting to put it away earlier, and carelessly leaving it laying around, âI-Iâm sorry, I know its a bit weird, butââ
Turning to be face-to-face with the blue-screened phone, you could clearly hear the whirring of his insides attempting to cool him down as you felt the warmth emanating off of him. His eyes were glossy, but he held back any threatening tears.
âAre you okayâŠ?â You asked in a small voice, unsure of MePhoneâs reaction.
âYes, Iâm- Iâm great, actually,â He sniffled, âYou- Did you draw these? All of these?â
You nodded meekly, âIs that⊠okay?â
âYes! Absolutely, Iâve just- I donât think anyoneâs ever noticed me this much.â
âOh! I thought you would hate it,â you perked up, âIâm glad you like it!â
You gently took the book from his hands, placing it off to the side. You lifted your hands and curved them around the sides of his screen, cradling his face.
âDid you not think I liked you this much?â You softly smiled at him, gently thumbing his screen.
âWell, I hoped so but⊠This isâŠâ MePhone let out a wet laugh, âHow long have you been drawing me?â
âEr, a little before we starting going outâŠâ
âAnd you hid it from me for this long?â
You nervously laughed, âI thought it mightâve been weird, or creepy!â
Mephone laid his hand atop of yours, leaning into you, âNothing you create is weird.â
the bfdia finale has me more obsessed with leafy than ever!!! and firey too ig uess⊠jk
i wonât spoil anything but i can say the winner kind of took me by surprise but in a very good way LOL i didnât expect the one i was rooting for to win :3
you know how much I love Animatic x Co-Host reader right
:3
short fuse.
animatic x reader, fluff
authors note:
a couple people over on wattpad also requested this, i love animatic so much!!! please, people â give me more ideas for them hehe
i need to rewatch animatic battle too, idk how ooc this might be im sorry :p
The limited handful of times you had attempted to think back on the past, you couldn't find it in that head of yours to remember when you had met Animatic. Was there even a time in your life that you didn't know them? You weren't sure, nor were you bothered to put in the effort to find out.
Nevertheless, you currently spent your days hosting alongside the circular fellow â or rather, cohosting. Being the host was Animatic's job, considering the contest was his idea in the first place. Not that you minded; after all, watching the contestants flail around and fail time and time again was the most fun you'd had in a while.
Taking notice of the sad, sometimes angry, perspectives of certain objects made you think that perhaps you shouldn't take joy in these things. Maybe putting them through traumatic experiences and pitting them against their friends wasn't supposed to be entertaining...
Yet, you couldn't bring yourself to feel a morsel of pity for them.
How could you? Watching Bob-Omb's face drop as Eyepatch was eliminated, their farewell being cut short as Animatic eliminated him via the usual extermination, had you kneeling over in laughter.
Your favourite host, who had taken to singing and dancing in the corner, always had the best timing.
"Gah, Bob-Omb, youâyou just lost your only friend!" You managed to burst out between your laughs as you wipe a tear from your eye, "I don't know h-how you're going to manage without him â you'll be useless!"
You failed to notice the very target of your fun making advances towards you, "I-I think this has been my favourite elimination... The way you even shed a tear for Eyepatch!"
Suddenly, the wind brought the smell of smoke towards you, bringing your attention up to the object whose fuse had started to burn as he glared daggers at you.
"You're really going to stand there and laugh at me? Laugh at Eyepatch, just because he got eliminated?" Bob-Omb started, "What about this is funny to you? He's gone, and I don't know when I'm ever going to see him again."
You rolled your eyes, "It's not like he's dead forever or something, Animatic just... Eliminated him. Yeah."
"How can you be so heartless? For a cohost, you don't care enough about your contestants â I don't know why any of us even bother to do these horrible challenges when you and Animatic are the worst hosts ever! How can you just stand around and not feel bad for any of thisâ"
You cut him off with a crestfallen expression, "You think I'm a bad host?"
"Did youâdid you not pay attention to anything else I said?" Bob-Omb felt his eye twitch.
"I work so hard to help Animatic with these challenges, and you think I'm a bad host?" You sniffled, before grabbing the surprised object in front of you and throwing him into the distance before his fuse reached it's end and exploded him in the air.
Someone would recover him later, probably.
Despite it all, Bob-Omb's words had affected you. Nothing about you being a 'bad person' or whatever, but rather the possibility that the others thought you were a bad cohost. Did... Animatic think you were a bad cohost?
You swear you had been putting the effort in, supervising the teams and ensuring everyone played fairly. But was it not enough?
Dragging your feet along the ground, you pouted to yourself as you kicked an imaginary rock on the ground. You still had time until the actual challenge started, so you made yourself comfortable beneath an odd tree further away from the other objects.
Not that anyone would ever attempt to approach you, whether you seemed sad or not. They'd rather not suffer a worse fate.
It didn't take long, however, for Animatic to notice that their favourite pal had disappeared on him. Usually, they'd be joking about the elimination or possible challenges to brainstorm for after today's...
With a hummed tune and a pep in his step, Animatic wandered off in search of you. It didn't take long to spot you in the distance, but the sad look on your face and your head resting on your hand was an unusual sight that Animatic hadn't seen on you before.
"What's gotten my little cohost looking so blue?" Animatic's sudden appearance would have startled you, but you had grown too used to their presence and you moved not a single muscle.
"Did a baby take your candy? Or did a Lego step on your toe?" Animatic began swinging their arms around in a cartoonish fashion, "I'm not afraid to clobber a baby!"
You sighed wistfully, "No, I'm just a bit... Sad."
Animatic felt as if alarms were going off in their head. Their cohost was meant to be happy, laughing in the contestants faces, but sad? Their cohost feeling sad? They weren't sure why, but he couldn't stop the horrible mixture of wrong swirling around in his guts.
Usually, it was interesting to watch objects reactions move around from upset to happy, to angry, to confused... But something about that wasn't right when it was you.
So that's what they said, "That's not right."
You raised an eyebrow at them.
"Would things be right again if I killed Exclamation Mark again? Eliminated another contestant?" He asked as if he were offering you a bag of chips, and moved his head up close in front of yours, blocking your sight from anything over than their large, round circle.
You thought about those options for a moment, before shaking your head, "Do you think I'm a bad cohost?"
The air felt stifled for a moment as Animatic seemingly froze in place, before throwing their head back and laughing loudly.
"Who told you that, silly?" His voice glitched slightly, as if choking on his own laughter, "You can't be a bad cohost if your the only cohost!"
Despite their words being near-nonsense, you nodded your head in an understanding that could only be comprehended between the two of you, "You're right, I don't know what I was thinking! That birdbrained Bob-Omb didn't know what he was talking aboutâ"
You felt the air rush around you as two familiar hands grabbed at your sides, bringing you up in the air as you were placed on Animatic's head. It wasn't an unusual position for you, and it had made you wonder if Animatic could feel pain at all under the tight hold you had on his head, lest you slip off.
A giddy giggle came from your circular friend as they moved towards the grouped-up contestants, "Don't go getting gloomy like a sad lagoon on me ever again!"
You could do nothing but agree as you approached to begin explaining the next challenge.
"Oh, and Bob-Omb is joining Team DIET in their punishment penalty for this challenge!" Animatic called out.
Much to the mentioned objects chagrin, Animatic raised an arm, "Hold on, whatâ?"
Uhhh oml so uhm first request on tumblr ig?? May I pls request a *PLATONIC* father figure! two with a teenage, chaotic assistant? like just headcanons. you dont have to tho idm!!
((UHH AM I REQUESTING THIS RIGHT?? IVE NEVER DONE THIS BEFORE HELP-))
father figure! two headcanons.
two & chaotic teen!reader, platonic
authors note:
you requested this perfectly, donât worry LOL
also iâm such a sucker for platonic parental/sibling figures i think i got carried away UOFGHHH if any of these points don't add up to canon, don't yell at me i'm a chronic lore-changer.
- god knows how two came across you. whether youâre an algebralien or just another object, chances are they came actoss you when searching for a planet to reside in after receiving their powers.
- you were alone, and desperate for someone to depend on â and two was just trying to find somewhere to belong.
- they stumbled upon you, and you both just sort of clicked!
- if they happened to stumble onto earth for the first time in your line of sight, you end up staring at them like,,, did they just teleport here, or..?
A flash of unnatural light blinded you from the corner of your eye, simultaneously leaving you to cover your spotty vision while trying to catch a glimpse of the unknown cause of such a phenomenon.
"Oh! Uh, sorry, I didn't see you there." A unfamiliar voice called out from a short distance next to you.
Blinking your vision back as quickly as you could, an odd green figure stood staring back at you. You immediately concluded that this was the weirdest object you'd ever come across.
"Did... Did you just fall from the sky like a meteor or something?"
They let out a surprised chortle at your odd exclamation, "No, I-... I would say its more a 'teleportation' than anything like that..."
"You can teleport?" You excitedly shouted.
- two became so smug at your enthusiasm towards their powers, two probably spent the next hour showing off while you fawned over how 'cool' they were.
- you also quickly learned that they weren't a freaky-looking object at all â rather an alien (two insisted that they were an 'algebralien', but that was too lengthy, so you stuck with calling them an alien).
- they told you about their plans for a competition to win their powers, which you were immediately down for.
- well, they found their first contestant... where were they supposed to get more?
- you both set off in search of more contestants, after you mentioned that there were objects all over goiky that they could ask.
- cue the montage of being rejected by all different objects, including stumbling across davidland and two grabbing you to absolutely high tail it out of there once the davids get annoyed at you.
- during this time together, however, you both realise how much youâve changed each others lives.
- youâve now got someone to annoy for life, and two has an added responsibility!
- just kidding â two spent so long trying to change themself to fit in with others, but the way you attached yourself to them immediately? all because two was simply being themself?
- and for you, it was nice to have someone looking over you. letting you get yourself into trouble, but always being there to rescue you when things were taken too far.
- you do spend a lot of your time doing stupid things and trying to get on twoâs nerves, though.
Taking a break from searching for their competition, Two conjured up a temporary little house for the both of you.
It was more of a standalone apartment, but it was far nicer than anywhere youâve ever stayed before, so you werenât going to complain.
Considering there wasnât much else to do on days like these, you took to pestering Two.
Peeking around the corner of the wall separating you from the kitchen, you eyed the familiar green algebralien humming a tune to themself. They held a bowl in one hand, and seemed rather focused on mixing the ingredients in said bowl with a whisk in the other.
âHey, TwosieâŠ.â
Was only the first signal that Two needed to know they needed to keep their guard up.
âWhat are you planning in that head of yours?â They squinted at you, holding their bowl close to them.
âWhat? I just wanted to see if youâd like any help with making, uhâŠâ
âCake. Iâm making a cakeâŠâ
Their clear distrust had you sending a playful glare back their way, âIs it so bad that I want to spend time with my favourite alien?â
You knew you were playing dirty with that line. But Twoâs face immediately lit up at your sugar-coated phrasing, their suspicions melting away.
âWell⊠When you put it that way⊠I suppose you could keep mixing for me while I get the oven ready?â
You felt your plans coming altogether.
With a happy hum, you took the bowl from their hands as they turned their back to you and switched their focus on grabbing a cake pan from a nearby cupboard.
A glance to the counter next to you confirmed your knowledge that the ingredients that Two used hadnât been put away yet. That the flour hadnât been put away yet.
Slowly placing the bowl down, trying to avoid alerting Two of your movements due to the clinking of the ceramic, you reached towards the bag of flour. Grabbing a handful of the white starch, you turned towards Twoâs back.
âUh, hey, TwoâŠâ
Their sweet smile at the mention of their name almost gave way to a feeling of guilt. Almost.
The moment their body was turned towards you, your palms were brought up to your face as you blew the pile of flour at them â immediately covering them in a thin layer of white powder.
You felt yourself turning red as you struggled to hold in your laughter, releasing a few snorts as you stared at their exasperated, powdery face. It was short-lived, however, as you felt a handful of flour land on your head as Two released the amount they had magicked above you.
It was your turn to gasp, as you turned around to blindly grab at another ingredient to throw back at Twoâs smug face.
It was safe to say that the kitchen did not survive the massacre. But the cake, under Twoâs intense protection, turned out great!
- at some point, before raining on bfb's parade, two fully realises that they couldn't trust your devious nature with such power on the off chance that you did win the competition.
- they also feel somewhat responsible for the mischief little ol' you gets into, considering they've practically become your 'trusted adult'.
- its a hard conversation they have with you, one that begins with a lot of pouting and almost ends with tears ("it's not fair! just because you don't think i can be responsible, you aren't letting me compete?" well, yes... you are like, 13 years old.)
- all is forgiven though, when two offers the position of their assistant/co-host, and you JUMP at the opportunity.
- however it happens, two comes across fourâs bfb! and, oh, wasnât that just the perfect group of contestants for their OWN competition?
- youâre kind of watching the whole spiel of two convincing objects to join their show instead like, âi donât know whats happening, but i think its going well!â
- later on, you absolutely interrogated two about these new number-aliens that youâd never seen before. four? x? do you know them, two?
- two didnât really know how it was going to play out, so they had you waiting on the sidelines for a while until they felt that the competition was in the clear and running smoothly.
- when youâre finally introduced as twoâs lilâ assistant?
- ââŠWhy do you have a kid, Two?â
- the pouting begins again, a lot of the contestants didnât take you seriously at first.
- it didnât help the contestants in warming up to two either lol
- you were a bit horrified when everyone started beating two up after the failure of the first challenge.
- two had to comfort you for the rest of the day after you started saying you didnât want to go through with the competition if everyone was going to be mean ;;
- between every competition, you help two make the cakes for cake at stake!⊠even if they need to help you most of the time.
- âŠyou may also be the number one suspect each time an inedible cake has to be given outâŠ
- usually youâve ruined the cake on purpose. like hiding rocks in every slice, or putting chilli oil in the icing.
- but if you actually tried making a decent cake, only for it to turn out poorly, and a contestant tries making a comment on how âdisappointingâ the cake is?
- oh no⊠theyâve mysteriously been given a disadvantage for the next challenge⊠how did that happen, two?
- as happy-go-lucky and oblivious as they seem, two cares a LOT about your emotional state.
- i wouldnât say that theyâd deliberately hurt someone in order to protect you, whether emotionally or physically, but they would definitely pull some strings in trying to cheer you up.
- being their assistant and all, obviously youâd give your ideas for challenges and such.
- while two does have practically limitless power, they have to modify some of your ideas to make them more practical.
- no, we arenât setting everyone on fire and making them sword fight on the sun.
- they still take a lot of your inputs into consideration, though!
- in episode 6, where the contestants have to make a dish for two (and yourself) to eat, oh boy.
- you were so excited, free food? AND you get to judge it? possibly the best challenge yet, in your opinion.
- except a couple of the resulting dishes were⊠questionable.
- you attempt to eat every single one anyways. including the very much alive fish that two immediately made you spit out, and the bowl of rockyâs vomit that both you and two spent the rest of the night feeling horribly sick about.
- a constant dynamic between you and two is the classic, âwhat do you have in your mouth?â â[insert dangerous, inedible thing]â âNOâ PUT THAT DOWN.â
- two has definitely put some research into what is or isnât dangerous for most objects to digest.
- they obviously arenât the most knowledgeable on object culture/living, so you might need to step in at times.
- when building the hotel, you had to give a lot of tips for making it more comfortable â no, two, donât lock people in their rooms between challengesâŠ
- the choice is ultimately yours, but if you choose to share a room with two, theyâll be thrilled!
- donât expect them to stay up all night playing games, however. they get a bit strict with ensuring you get enough sleep at night â you need to be at your best to be a successful cohost!
- they do give in, at times, if you entice them with cookies and a pillow fort.
- i canât imagine theyâd be able to stay up very late themselves though, definitely an early sleeper and an early riser.
- they arenât afraid to sneak you a glass of their personal chefâs very best bed-time milk if you get too rowdy at night!
- like prior stated, iâd imagine them to get up early everyday to prepare for cake at stake and that dayâs challenge.
- âŠwhich means theyâd encourage you to do the same. thereâs only so much time in the day!
- if you just grumble and turn your back to them, they arenât afraid to grab you from underneath the covers and throw you like a sack of potatoes over their shoulder.
- they consider that youâre usually in a better mood for the day if youâve eaten something in the morning, so two likes to make a pitstop by the kitchen to grab cereal or a sandwich for you.
- hopefully youâve woken up a bit more by the time youâve made it to the kitchen and are thrown into a seat.
- the first few times after discovering âbreakfastâ, they attempt to give you cake every day. they quickly learn that an early morning sugar rush is not nutritional and often leads to stomachaches later in the dayâŠ
- the concept of dessert before bed, however? they are ALL for that.
- any leftover cake from cake at stake doesnât last for long in the fridge.
- overall, two does try when it comes to looking after you, even if they arenât used to being the one supervising another person.
- iâm not going to go into the more recent episodes with one, but i am fully considering making another post to go deeper in the angst/comfort of this duo following season 5b :p
hii:) i would love any sort of content with nine you'd do, headcanons or otherwise (prefferably female/neutral reader)! i don't see alot of content for nine, and it makes me very sad considering i really do adore her..!! your writing is very nice, i love how you state your words smoothly (if that makes sense!) , thank you so much if you do my request and if not, thanks so much anyway and have a wooonderful day :)
nine headcanons.
nine x reader, romantic
authors note:
i finally watched tpot 20&21, ARGHHGBG its also rekindling my love for the algebraliens, theyre such fun little things and learning more about them is so interesting. nine was my fav for a while, theyre definitely still one of my tops :)
- nine is a very sensitive number, so i can imagine in most cases he would have a partner thats very empathetic.
- thats not to say youâd be particularly âsoftâ or super emotionally intelligent, but rather someone thats able to lend a shoulder for her to lean on, or be willing to listen when its important.
- nine will always be super duper appreciative for people standing up for them, since it wasnât super common for the other algebraliens to stick up for her against others (not to say it never happened â but they all found it fun to pick on each other at times).
- someones making fun of his super sick lingo? tears are filling their eyes as you tell the other person that, well, YOU think its cool.
- donât worry, though â nine makes sure that you know that they care for you just as much as you care for her :)
- we saw how sweet and caring nine was to the skateboarding aliens in the recent episode, and nine barely even knew them!!!
- speaking of that scene, you guys stay up and roast marshmallows over the fire AT LEAST once a week.
- nine honestly appreciates any time he has with you where you two can just sit back and talk for hours, they love listening to whatever you have to say :) she could also talk for hours about anything and everything if youâd let her.
- with how talkative they can get, donât be surprised if you go from only knowing them for a week and not having much knowledge about his life, to knowing her for a month and having heard about EVERY event in their life ever.
- in return, however, they WILL remember every fact about yourself that youâve told her.
- moving on; physical touch? they EAT IT UUUP.
- not exactly super clingy, but will always accept a hug.
- big fan of standing super close to you and touching shoulder-to-shoulder, or giving head pats if youâre shorter than him.
- likes holding hands with you c: doesnât do it a lot though, its kinda hard when theyâre on their skateboard.
- the other algebraliens may poke a bit of fun at you both (mainly nine) if you get a but touchy around them, nine doesnât care, though â sheâll start blabbering about how awesome you are and the others learn to never do it again lest they be stuck listening to nineâs onslaught of compliments about you.
- they arenât necessarily super into taking naps, but if you mention laying down and cuddling for a while, heâs very happy to find a shady tree to relax under.
- and they may be happy to take whatever position you ask, but youâll find her at their happiest being the one cuddled/the little spoon.
- i think its diabolical i havenât brought up skating yet.
- they LOVE to take you out skateboarding with them, itâs one of his favourite past times and youâll absolutely catch him trying to show off to you.
- (please act super amazed, even if she completely fails the trick they were attempting).
- donât know how to skate? thatâs cool! nine is super excited to teach you, and will go out of their way to get you a board of your own.
- will hold your hands as you wobble onto the skateboard, and will try to catch you if you fall but will just end up falling with you :â)
- if you arenât able to get the hang of it, theyâll keep encouraging you to try, but itâs okay if you give up â sheâll be a little sad but it also means that youâll be double amazed by his skills, right?
- if you DO know how to skate already? hell yeah! theyâll show you their favourite skating spots, and appreciate that you understand the effort put into her tricks a bit more.
- will race you and get competitive with showing off, may get a little pouty if you beat them by a long shot but will also think about how much cooler that makes you.
- fall off your board or injure yourself in any other way, heâll get super concerned and scared if its serious, getting close to tears until you reassure them.
- iâm not entirely sure if ALL algebraliens have healing abilities, including nine, but if need be, she WILL be rushing you over to someone that can heal you and beg them.
- itâs kind of embarrassing watching her be so dramatic if youâve just twisted your ankle or something. but its endearing⊠probably.
- chances are, you probably have your own hobbies that ARENâT skating.
- if itâs something that they can participate in, nine will absolutely be learning the rules/joining in.
- particularly enjoys sportier activities, even if theyâre bad at it and he ends up taking a ball to the face. kiss it better and all will be forgotten ;P
- try to explain a puzzle/logic based game to him, heâll be confused and get many things wrong but theyâre just happy to be doing something with you.
- if you still want to hang out but donât necessarily want to actively do something with them, nine will happily mess around on their skateboard or just sit and talk/watch as you do your own thing.
- unless they want more attention and you start ignoring her⊠cue the loud SIGHs getting whinier and whinier the longer you go without responding to him.
- will get genuinely upset if you do straight up ignore them though, and may start crying.
- DONâT BE MEAN, apologise and give him all the cuddles he could ever get.
- apparently she also enjoys âtrollingâ on the internet (thank you, bfdi wiki) not sure where they got a computer from butâŠ
- i can imagine theyâd also enjoy pulling pranks on people â despite not exactly being good at them⊠and the âpranksâ sometimes not really being pranks at allâŠ
- you donât have the heart to tell them that no, nine, leaving flowers on your doorstep without a note and watching from a nearby bush isnât a prank.
- definitely seem like the type to do cheesy romantic gestures.
- gives you a flower they found on a random tuesday because she thought of you when she saw it.
- i would say theyâd bake for you, but i have absolutely no faith that nine knows how to cook.
- heâs given you his sunglasses to try on before and thought you looked perfect in them. blushing as they say, âyou look totally tubular!â
- very smooth, nineâŠ
- overall very cheesy but they really are such a sweet-hearted integer <3
hello ! would you do payjay x reader head cannons? im sorry im not well
paper & oj headcanons.
poly!payjay x reader, romantic
authors note:
im an absolute sucker for poly relationships so thank you, kisses u on the head
also this has been sitting in my drafts for like 8 months
- ohhh man, you are lowkey the peacemaker in this relationship.
- not in the way that these two are at each others throats, but moreso theyâre at their own throats.
- youâre constantly dragging OJ away from his work, arguing against him staying up for 72 hours.
- heâs delirious at this point, you just have to force him to lay down for a second and then heâll be out like a light.
- when OJ gets too caught up in his work and starts neglecting himself, heâll often neglect you and Paper too, unknowingly.
- while this does affect you, it gets Paper significantly MORE upset.
- you learn to juggle between comforting one partner, and staging an intervention for the other workaholic.
- while Paper definitely isnât helpless, he thrives off of the attention and support of others â especially with having to deal with any repercussions from his alter, âEvil Paperâ (why is that his official name thats so stupid LOL).
- speaking of his alter, whether you find yourself romancing ONLY paper, or both of them, evil paper will often make teasing jabs at you, mostly at paperâs expense.
- youâre snuggling on the couch with paper, when evil paper fronts for whatever reason (i know he only tends to switch when paper gets threatened/hurt or idiotic island is mentioned but⊠just go with it..) and he shuffles back from you slightly, âare you seriously cuddling up to each other like some high school sweethearts? youâre gonna make me PUKE!â but doesnât make any further movements to leave from your embrace (he thinks youâre surprisingly warm and comfortableâŠ)
- when paper fronts again, the first time it happens heâd be so upset that you might be angry at him for whatever evil paper said/did to you.
- acknowledge it, but just brush it off and continue whatever you were doing and paper will calm down :))
- one of his favourite things about you is that you donât see him AS evil paper, and that you donât argue with him when heâs fronting :p
- if you arenât getting paper or OJ to relax, then youâre trying your best to help them around the hotel.
- OJ doesnât like to seem controlling, but heâs a natural leader, so heâll put you straight to work if you tell him that your eager to help.
- if he pushes you around TOO much though, as he can get stuck in his own head easily, just give it to him straight. heâll definitely feel guilty that he wasnât treating one of his partners as well as he should be, and will IMMEDIATELY pull back on the workload heâs been giving you.
- both paper and OJ would thrive in a relationship with someone who isnât afraid to tell them or another person to step down.
- especially times that paper is struggling to get someone to listen to him. you donât need to baby him about it, but raising your voice at someone else to be like, âHEY, listen to paper. heâs right >:(â
- moving on to more personal time between you three⊠hehe
- depending how long youâve been together, you may share a room with them and sleep in the same bed; otherwise, sleepovers are pretty frequent between you!
- i like to think that paper is a big cuddlebug â he feels a sense of comfort being able to know that those he loves are right by him.
- OJ totally snores. not annoyingly loudly though, more like turns-into-white-noise snores than a horrifying dad snore.
- OJ will have, like, an arm lazily thrown over you, and maybe a leg, if heâs feeling extra cozy.
- they would both be pretty still-sleepers, you usually wake up in the same positions you fell asleep in.
- between the two of them, theyâre both pretty early risers. OJ is an early-bedtime and early-morning kind of guy; crashes at 8pm, wakes up at 6am.
- paper doesnât sleep all day by any means, but heâll stay in bed until AT LEAST 8am if he can.
- if you want a movie night with them, be prepared to have OJ drooling on your shoulder before youâve even reached halfway through the first film.
- paper is better at staying up though, and youâll usually be in between them so you and paper can talk without waking OJ up by being too loud if he was in between you.
- they would both be the types to get really into a discussion about the plot and ending of a movie after watching it, but paper tends to get a bit more heated about it.
- popcorn has been accidentally thrown across the room one too many timesâŠ
- between the both of them, youâd live a very busy life, but you each pamper each other as much as you can knowing how much effort you put into things <3
