What would the 104th & vets do after they found out their significant other has cheated on him/her?
Mikasa: Punches the next best thing there is Reiner: That’s cool, then we’re quit now. Bertholdt: Oh… okay… Annie: Punch a hole into the wall right next to their head ‘How could youuuu?!’ is actually crying Eren: What the heck? I trusted you?! Jean: What does he have that I don’t? Marco: Don’t worry, we can work this out! Sasha: Dramatic af Connie: Screaming in confusion Historia: lol bye Armin: Needs time for himself to think about it and see if he wants to go on with the relationship Ymir: Laughs and goes on eating chips Levi: You can’t be cheated on if you don’t let anyone close enough
Hanji: Doesn’t mind, depending on who it is Erwin: Drinks away his sorrows Nanaba: Dramatically slaps S/O in the face and rage cries Mike: Frowns until person explains themself
Warning: Smut, very very smut. Dom! Namjoon. Slut and daddy kink. Word: 618
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“Daddy, please” you begged. Namjoon was your boyfriend, and God, he was so fucking hot even in bed. You just loved when he used to dominate you. And there you were, tied in your bed, naked and soaking wet with his teasing. “Tell me what you want, baby girl” he teased.
Reader is best friends with Grayson and Ethan, and gets one fleeting day to meet them for the first time, during which time Grayson struggles with the fact that he is helplessly in love with her.
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Funnily enough, you had met Grayson online. You’d messaged him expecting no response, but for some reason, he did reply. And then he replied again, and again, and now you were best friends, who until today, had never met. He was on tour at the moment, and as much as you’d told him you were so excited for him, a part of you did feel heartbroken knowing that there was no way the twins would ever stop where you lived, nobody ever did. But after the international dates were released, your city had been sneakily added after the release of the list, and it would be the last stop.
You were first meeting them at their meet and greet, which meant that all your past months worth of wishful longing were coming true, and you were going to have to mask your bubbling joy and act semi-normal. The girl in front of you finished her turn, and Ethan and Grayson waved her off politely before spinning in sync to meet the next person, you. They had to play it off like you were any other fan, but it didn’t take a genius to see their dumb grins grow twice the size when they saw you. You zoomed forward, both twins opening their arms for you at the same time, the conflict startling you momentarily, but you went for Gray first. Grayson slinked his arms tightly around your waist, pushing you firmly into his rippled chest, your face buried into the crook of his bronzed neck. He smelt of fresh laundry and overpowering cologne, his breath tingling of mint.
“I wanted to say thank you in person,” you whispered faintly into his ear.
“What do you mean?” Grayson said through a clenched smile, swaying the hug left to right.
“I know you added this tour stop for me,” you smiled into his skin.
Sure, fans in your city had been thrilled to hear they were coming, but the fanbase itself certainly wasn’t booming almost nearly as much as at their other stops, it just seemed a little odd.
Grayson’s cheeks flushed faintly as he squeezed your waist, “I wanted to see you, so why not add another stop?”
You giggled and released him, “We-”
“Are you gonna talk to Grayson all day, should I just give up now?” Ethan said, his arms still weakly outstretched, his lips pouting.
You snorted and leaped into his arms, your legs coming snugly around his waist.
“Sorry E,” you smiled.
Ethan’s pout faltered a little, “I’ll forgive you if you gimme a ki-”
You shut him up and dropped a kiss on his cheek, your eyes fluttering closed as you felt him smile under your lips.
“Forgiven,” Ethan did his ‘I’m hilarious’ grin, and plopped you back down, his eyes lifting and his smile wavering for a second.
You raised an eyebrow in confusion and turned to G, swearing for a second that you glimpsed…jealousy? Oh well, you shook it off quickly.
You took your picture and and got a hug goodbye, parting with an almost inaudible whisper, “See you soon.”
By the time the show was all packed up, you were passed out at home on your sofa from exhaustion. You heard a knock at your door, and blindly stumbled over to let two extremely hyped boys into your place.
“Let’s get a pizzaaaa!” Grayson bounced up on the couch, his earring jumping up and down.
“TWO PIZZAS,” Ethan yelled.
You rubbed your eyes and slapped yourself awake, “O-o-” you yawned wide, “Okay.”
“Are you tired? We can go if you want,” Grayson said, catching on to your sleepiness.
“NO!” you jumped, his words waking you right up, “This is the one time I get to see you two idiots!”
“Why thank you,” Ethan smiled.
You giggled and clawed at your face, “You’re gonna have to hook me up with some of your sugar high.”
“Buy an extra large coke with that pizza then,” Grayson winked.
“Those pizzas,” Ethan corrected.
The rest of the night was a blur of stories, coca cola burps, and excessive singing to overplayed songs. Three hours after arriving, one sad piece of cheese pizza remained.
“Who wants?” you groaned out, your belly full of bubbles and pizza dough.
“Share with me,” Grayson smiled wide.
“Gray, I’m gonna explode.”
“Oh come on,” Ethan mumbled sleepily, “couples do it all the time.”
“Couples?” You laughed out loud.
Grayson laughed awkwardly, shoving his fist into Ethan’s belly, “You’re so funny,” he growled.
You plopped down beside Grayson, stretching your legs out onto the couch and resting your head into his ‘Post Show Comfy Sweatpants.’
Grayson looked down at you, his startled expression molding into a satisfied little smile, his brown eyes crinkling.
Grayson lowered the piece of the pizza down into your open mouth, and you quickly swallowed a piece of it, clutching at your stomach in protest.
“Sooo cute,” Ethan mocked before promptly passing out.
“He’s right, you are cute,” you giggled up at Grayson.
“Not as cute as you,” Grayson mumbled affectionately, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear and drawing a pattern across you skin with his thumb.
Well, that was new.
You blinked up at Grayson, struggling to keep your eyes open.
“Gray?” you said.
“I’m so beyond happy to have seen you today. I’m so beyond happy that you exist. I love you so much,” you breathed, your eyelids drooping.
Grayson closed his eyes, his teeth grinding together lightly, his hand coming down to rest on your cheek.
“Y/N?” he struggled.
“Yeah?” you managed.
“I love you.”
He said it weakly, barely forcing the words out his lips, and you held onto those three sweet words as you sunk down into your slumber, not realizing the intention behind them.
The next morning
You knew you were too late as soon as you awoke.
The boys were leaving first thing in the morning, and you had slept right through their departure. The only trace of them ever having come was a note.
“You drool when you sleep. Also I’ll miss you, I guess”
Grayson hadn’t written anything, that kind of hurt.
You grabbed your phone, quickly dialing Grayson, who didn’t pick up, so you tried Ethan instead.
“Hey, sleeping beauty,” he said.
You laughed sadly, annoyed at yourself for wanting to cry.
“Hi Ethan, where are you?” you laughed softly.
“In a cab,” he said, “We didn’t want to wake you up,”
“I miss you already,” you smiled sadly, wiping away a small teardrop.
“We miss you too.”
“I don’t think Grayson does,” you mumbled bitterly.
Ethan coughed uncomfortably, taking a second to respond. “I think he misses you a lot, actually.”
You heard Grayson snap something, to which Ethan hissed, “Well maybe if you weren’t such a cowar-”
“Shut the fuck up.”
“Only if you cut the bullshit and tell her-”
“I don’t have to do sh-”
The line went dead.
Your mouth hung open and you dropped the phone down carelessly, sinking down onto the floor and starting to cry. Crystal droplets trickled down your cheeks as you sobbed into your knees without caring even a little bit. You couldn’t comprehend why Grayson had just turned against you with no cause.
You don’t know how long you stayed like that, but you ended up sinking into a restless silence, which was abrupted who knows when, by a quick knock at the door. You brought yourself up, confused as you dawdled over to the door. You pulled it open, your eyed red and cheeks stained.
“Y/N,” Grayson started.
You stared at him, unable to piece together a response, so you started to close the door on him.
“Please, Y/N,” he begged his large hand forcing the door open.
“I don’t feel like hearing your shitty excuse as to why you pretended to be my friend.”
Grayson swallowed, your words sinking in, and he looked beyond hurt.
He pushed the door open, and before you could say anything, he grabbed your waist roughly and pulled you straight into his warm chest. You wanted to protest, but god, it felt good in his arms.
“Why didn’t you say goodbye?” you wept into the soft fabric of his tee.
“Because saying goodbye hurts,” he whispered, his eyes moist as he nuzzled into your hair. “It hurts so much,” his voice broke, “and it was easier to let go this way.”
“Tell me why,” you begged, ungluing yourself from his body and blinking up at him through your bleary vision.
Grayson shook his head and laughed pathetically, swiping up your tears with his thumb, “Don’t you get it? I already told you why.”
You shook your head in confusion.
“I love you, Y/N, I told myself it was nothing, that I didn’t come here just for you, but who am I kidding? I love you so damn much and I was stupid to think for even a second that by seeing you, these feelings would go away. Being with you yesterday just made me it worse, looking into your eyes and knowing that you don’t feel how I feel. You think I won’t miss you?! No..I’m going to miss you so much that I couldn’t even say goodbye. And it’s been destroying me piece by piece, because every fibre of my being just wants to hold you like this forever, and I love you so much, and it hurts, Y/N.”
Your heart froze in your chest, and you momentarily forgot how to breathe.
“I just, needed you to know, I’m sorry,” Grayson sighed, letting you go.
“Gray-” you stuttered.
“I have a plane to catch,” he turned.
“Grayson,” you commanded, but he ignored you.
“GRAYSON,” you snapped, grabbing him by the shoulder and forcing his back into the wall.
He blinked down at you in shock.
“You think you’re the only one who gets to talk, you jackass?” you hissed.
“Well what do you have to say to me!?” Grayson said, his jew clenched in frustration, his eyes dark.
You grabbed Grayson by his jaw and forced his lips down into yours. They were soft and full, sweet like cotton candy, and right now, they were all yours. His scent consumed you, the feeling of his lips molding against yours flaring a fiery spark in your chest. Grayson’s chest heaved heavily against yours in the heat, his hands dropping to your hips and his lips responding quickly. His nails dug into your tender skin, flipping you around and pressing your back hard into the wall as he towered over you, arching his body into your chest, his lips devouring yours. You moaned softly into his lips, sending little vibrations into Grayson’s, your hands grabbing the back of his hair and tugging him into you as you urged for more. He squeezed at your hips, his tongue entering your mouth, and you followed his lead, letting yourself explore him. Your head spun, knees weak from the taste of him that you knew you would never get enough of, and it consumed you like a drug.
Grayson detached his lips from yours, his eyes closed, his heavy breath tickling your skin.
“Y/N…” he mumbled faintly, his hands moving gently to hold your wrists, which fit easily in his grip.
“I always loved you, Grayson Dolan.”
Gray opened his eyes, scanning you over carefully.
“Maybe it took me this many I love you’s to finally get it right, and maybe ‘I love you,’ means something different to me now than before, but Grayson, I-”
Grayson silenced you with his lips, pressing them to yours for a fleeting second.
“This is all I ever wanted,” he breathed, placing his nose to yours.
“You’re all I ever wanted,” you smiled softly.
Suddenly, Grayson released you, his expression saddening.
“What’s wrong?” you asked.
“In a way, this is worse.”
“Hm?” you questioned.
“In a way, saying goodbye… is even worse now,” he sighed.
You stared blankly at him, the silence ringing in your ears, your answer falling easily off your lips.
Hey lovee!! Welcome back! ~ Could I have Bts reacting to their s/o slapping another members butt for fun??
Namjoon/Rapmonster: He honestly couldn’t care less. He knows you are just doing it for fun, and he loves it when the other members grab their butts because of how hard you hit them.
“Don’t be too rough now. That’s for me only.”
Seokjin/Jin: Jin gets kind of upset because you are running around smacking the other members’ butts instead of sitting with him.
“YAH! You’re my s/o! Sit with me!”
Yoongi/Suga: Yoongi will watch you fondly, and is glad and the other members get along so well.
“Aren’t they cute.”
Hoseok/J-Hope: Hobi is going to make himself scare because he knows once he’s in your line of sight that you are coming after him, too.
“I gotta go find a corner to hide in.”
Taehyung/ V: Tae thinks it is so funny and will run around chasing after the member, too.
“Let’s corner Hobi hyung!”
Jimin: He is on the floor laughing. He thinks you are so cute running after Jungkook and you’re not even close to catching up with him, but damn it of you aren’t trying. He loves how close you are to the members.
“Jagi, run faster! He’s too fast!”
Jungkook: He would usually join in on the fun, but when he saw you get up and chase after his hyungs he just wants to sit there and admire the grin on your face. He loves how you are obviously tired, but you’re not giving up.
“That’s my jagi. I love how cute they look right now.”
A request from someone else’s ask box, but I wanted to do it anyway
Mccree is a very heavy sleeper, so he didn’t hear the shriek of his S/O or them clumsily scrambling out of bed. He only stirred because he felt a lack of a certain warmth that usually was with him. Jesse’s eyes slowly opened and saw you nearly having a heart attack in the corner of the room. “What’s wrong darling?” he cooed in a sleepy voice. Your heart was pounding as you pressed yourself as far as possible away from the bed. One arm rose, pointing at the pillow “Spider” you said in a hoarse voice.
Jesse sat up and looked at the pillow. The little guy was trying to make it off the bed. He smirked and pushed it onto his hand, and stood, walking to his S/O. You watched him carefully, expecting him to throw it out the window, but he came straight for you. You slid across the wall, avoiding the gunslinger. “Jesse get that thing away from me!” You nearly shouted. “C’mon, he doesn’t mean no harm” Mccree said, crouching down next to his S/O.
You slapped his hand, sending the spider elsewhere. “You don’t know that!” You huffed. Jesse just laughed. You puffed out your cheeks into a pout as you stood and opened the door. “I guess I’m sleeping in my room tonight!” Jesse stood and watched you go. He sighed, crushed the bug with a tissue then ran out into the hall. “Hey!” he called, grabbing your elbow, the scowl on your face radiating irritation. “I killed it, return to bed with me. I promise I won’t tease you anymore about that”
You sighed and grabbed his hand, allowing him to lead you back to his room. Jesse climbed into bed and you followed after, resting your head on his chest and closing your eyes. You began to feel light kisses over the top of your head, creating a small blush on your face. You smiled and cuddled closer to your cowboy. He was hard to be mad at for long.
Genji was already awake, unable to sleep for whatever reason. He shifted and nuzzled the back of your neck with his visorless face, a small smile spread across his lips, as he felt calm enough to finally fall asleep. The moment he closed his eyes, his shelter had scampered out of bed. Genji swiftly did the same, holding his S/O. “What is wrong” he asked, urgently, staring deeply into your eyes. Your hands covered your face as you mumbled. “The- there’s a spider on the bed”
Genji craned his neck back and saw the arachnid crawling across the pillow. His heart sank for a moment; you expected him to get rid of it.
He also had a fear of spiders, but he was more awake, so more suited for the job of ending it’s life. He contemplated using a shuriken to kill the bug from afar, but that’d rip the pillow. He sighed and grabbed a tissue from the nightstand. He hesitated before smashing the small insect with his thumb. Genji sighed, and threw the tissue in the trash and took the case off the pillow, no one wants to sleep on spider guts. He turned back to you, a smug smile on his face. You relaxed and wrapped your arms around his shoulders. “My hero” You warmly whispered. Genji leaned back and landed on the bed. He curled up next to you and began to draw circles on your arm with his finger. “Anything for you, my love.”
Hanzo heard a scream and sat up quickly, his eyes darting around the room as he tried to identify any threats. When he saw none, his eyes landed on his S/O’s scared face. He crawled out of bed and rested his hands on your hips. “What caused you such an abrupt awakening?” he asked in a gentle tone, stroking one of his hands on your cheek. Your eyes broke contact from the bug to stare up at Hanzo, finding calm in his face that was not far from yours. “A spider landed on the pillow” You stated.
Hanzo let out a small chuckle and planted a kiss on your temple before turning away. “Do not worry” he assured, pushing the bug onto his hand and making his way to the window. He opened it and brushed it onto the windowsill before turning back to you. A small smile spread across your face. “Thank you” you said, sitting back down on the bed. Hanzo closed the window and joined you in bed. He covered both of you with the blankets and pulled you closer to him, placing another kiss on your forehead. You closed your eyes and let the warmth of your boyfriend and the beat of his heart lull you to sleep. As you drifted off you heard him whisper terms of endearment in his native language.
The way dan genuinely loved the game phil had made when he was younger. And his reaction to phil letting the character have a threesome lol!
I WILL NEVER BE OVER THE MARK OF OXIN EVER EVER EVER. phil created a freaking work of art with that game and to think he was only 14??? dan has every right to be proud of him goddamn. and that threesome moment makes my little bisexual heart squeal with glee every time thank you phil for this masterpiece (and the “great” new meme it gave us lmao)
can i request headcanon of Mic, Aizawa and Katsuki with a short and shy s/o please??
he’d think his partner’s shyness is really cute and would always laugh when they hide from attention
he’d always embarrass himself in front of his partner, whether it’s falling or messing up a line, his partner would always go out of their way to see if he’s okay and he finds that endearing
he’ll try and dance with his partner, but once again it’s just him being an idiot
sometimes uses his partner as an arm holder, putting his elbow on his partner’s head and leans against them, which ends in him being slapped by his s/o
he’d always be proud of his partner when they do something out their comfort zone for the sake of others, he always loves it when they put others before themselves
wouldn’t mind a short s/o at all, but he would always have high expectations of them
he’d protect them from anything and make snarky and sarcastic comments at anyone who would even think about attacking them, verbally or physically
though his partner is shy, he’ll hold their hands to calm their nerves when they have to do something they’re not necessarily used to. saying that he’ll be right beside them to help and it usually calms them down and fills them with confidence
sometimes to see his significant other flustered or agitated, he’d look around for his partner, “hey y/n where’d you go?”
He wouldn’t mind a short and shy s/o. As long they can handle his shit he’s fine with them
Also, he thinks the contrast in their personality is a good thing, his partner can always hold him back from killing someone which is always a bonus.
he’d always stand up for his s/o but at the same time be irritated with them as to why they continue to let other people step on them all the time. He’d bluntly tell them what to say to people when they mess with them
he’d always make them blush when he boasts about them. He’ll always think it’s cute when you shy away from attention when he praises them in public.
You’d seen Spider-Man a few times after that, still
unsure of who he was. You knew that you shouldn’t be risking your safety the
way you were, but you couldn’t help yourself; especially when it usually ended
with Spider-Man’s arms around you.
You couldn’t help the dread you felt at going to Peter’s
apartment today. At school, he’d become more and more distant, avoiding talking
to you when he could. You’d been paired together for a project a while back and
you had planned to go to Peter’s apartment to do it.
any advice for someone trying to write Cranscott for the first time?
Sure?? PFt, I’m slightly awful at writing advice and honestly my method for fanfic is write and pray all the characters are accurate. Movies and TV shows make it difficulte for me to pick up on personality sometimes. :P
BUT HERE WE GO:
Okay so some traits for Billy and Jason that are really essential to their character and could help you trying to write them:
Jason says Billy’s name a lot. It’s usually every other sentence and it’s very frequent/repetitive. I try to mix it up by putting his name at the beginning, middle and end of strings of dialogue so it feels more natural.
Billy is hyperverbal (ie: he rambles)
Billy also has a very linear mindset. He can easily multitask but he’s often very focused on one specific thing (see: him tricking Jason’s ankle monitor, him locating the crystal). When he rambles, you can tell he’s very focused on a certain topic so even it seems like he’s going on another tangent, he’s generally not.
Because Billy gets hyperfocused, it’s probably really easy (if you’re doing things from his POV) to ignore the going-ons outside of his focus. You can make small mentions to that kinda stuff though!
Jason is very protective of Billy! That’s kinda key.
Jason also seems to be the type to obsess on his failures. He failed to maintain his status on the football team, he failed to please his dad, he failed to keep Billy alive. He’s half-way pessimistic and likely has some anxiety issues.
Billy also has a shit sense of danger. He blew up his lunchbox, blew up a mountain, (unintentionally) drove into a train, danced on the edge of a cliff (Billy, no!!!!) and WALKED INTO THE MIDDLE OF TRAFFIC BC HE WAS FOLLOWING A MAP EXACTLY. Also he died. Noting that would and pairing it against Jason’s overprotective nature is pretty good because that’s where they clash.
Oh, Billy’s natural response in the group is to turn to Jason. I’ve only seen the movie once but if you’re focused, you notice that in most situations he turns to Jason, says his name or speaks to him. I think this is responsive of the fact that Billy is more comfortable with Jason than any of the rest of them.
Jason does cut Billy off when he rambles sometimes. This is really helpful to know when you’re writing Billy going on about something and you can’t quite figure out where to make it stop.
Jason is very empathetic. He cares a lot about his friends and other people.
Jason is also extremely risky and impulsive. Whereas Billy’s lack of danger tends to place him into situations by accident, Jason’s are usually self-inflicted (the opening scene, his slapping the bully w/o hesitation, running away from his house w/o thinking that MAYBE his parents might check on him, talking everyone into fighting Rita even though they hadn’t morphed yet).
Due to his autism, Billy struggles with social settings and social situations.
Billy is pretty easy-going. Jason is generally uptight.
BILLY CLAPS WHEN HE’S HAPPY. They tend to be very rapid and in sets of three. I’m not sure about other stims but you can always ask around or research if you’re not autistic yourself.
And just some personal thoughts/headcanons:
Billy strikes me as the kind of person who is both hyper-empathetic but heavily lacks it. I like to consider him in the basis lacking empathy towards individuals he doesn’t really know (he didn’t seem too bothered (except for mild shock) about the bully getting slapped or Rita getting slapped into space) and being overly empathetic to the world as a whole, to people he gives a shit about and inanimate objects (he seemed heavily pained when that bully snapped his pencils).
If Billy had told me that he was “on the spectrum”, I would’ve had no idea what he was talking about, even though I’ve been researching the crap out of autism for the last two or so years. This makes me think that Jason knows or has known someone with ASD beforehand because he understood and tried to make a joke of it. It could be likely that his parents tried to get him a diagnosis at some point but I level that Jason has some understanding or familiarity with autism for whatever reason.
I also think that Jason is fairly observant about other people’s behaviours and picks up on Billy’s quirks really quickly. He translates situations for Billy that he realizes Billy won’t or will struggle getting (things that seem too literal, certain jokes, sarcasm).
Billy is most likely to be nonplussed about a lot of “charged” situations that hold heavy meaning to people (like dates, sex, kissing) but assumes things from what knowledge he’s picked up.
To explain that, my general headcanon (if I write them as being established) is that Jason asks him to the movies once to see how Billy might react. Billy assumes it’s a date because it’s just him and Jason and the movies are “romantic” if it’s only two people. He then proceeds to assume that Jason is just slow-going and/or shy when he doesn’t get kissed after being dropped off home and continues to assume that they’re dating. His behaviour doesn’t change and neither does Jason’s but Billy doesn’t think that either one of them have to change, they’re just boyfriends and its that simple.
(Fun NSFW fact: I think Billy would be the first one to instigate sex between the two)
Okay, so that’s my ramblings? I hoped it helps in some way.
It’s perfectly okay to look towards the fandom and ask people about their thoughts on your work or to read meta or other people’s posts and generate the characters from that if you’re stuck.
Just remember that your interpretations of the characters are completely valid, write what you’d want to read and have fun!!