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OH MY AHDHR FUCKIN GOD!! THE BOOP MACHINE CHANGES ITS BLOOMIN COLOUR!???

I THOUGH I WAS GOING INSANE WHEN IT WENT GREEN AND NOW ITS ORANGE!? LILA PUMPKIN!??!

AMAZING

this was me at the ass crack of dawn and i have no regrets and shall continue to do so.

Reblog if your blog is boopable-safe so you can get all the (probably new) achievements. I don’t care about notes I just want boops

Let the boops rain down from the sky.

🎃

reblog this if you're okay being mass booped <3

thinkin about ghost....again

this ones a little nsfw?it's not like...staight up porn but theres like suggestiveness, so just to be safe minors be gone. im serious 😑 like, you can read anything else on my blog but stay away from this okay?

Ghost who matches readers freak. He'll wake up in the mornings with small bites littered across his arms or you squeezing at his chest.

Ghost who absolutely melts when you play with his chest, at first it may be a somewhat innocent action but after a while he'll let out the most pathetic whine because you've accidentally worked him up, which means it's your problem to fix.

Ghost who you'd expect to not want any roughness after his harsh job but when it's you he loves it. He'll offer up his hand or arm instead when he sees you biting at your nails or peeling the skin.

Ghost who's grown to love that gnawing sensation when you just needed to feel a certain pressure on your teeth. He won't admit it but he loves it when he looks down and sees his chest and neck covered in bites and bruises.

Ghost who knows you're not trying to hurt him or cause him pain (at least not too much)

Ghost who will gladly let you tackle him to the ground and do a bit of roughousing with you because god you look hot when you're staring down at him with that grin. so to no one's surprise your little wrestling match on the floor escalates.

demon pokedex

Rin would absolutely believe whatever ChatGPT tells him

Immortal souls ch1

CW: uhh...this shits kinda sad ngl, death, details of injuries and said death, swearing, dont think there's anything too bad but let me know if there is

The day was bright as you lay in the field, the grass swaying softly against your face, exhausted from the day spent running around, completing errands for the villagers and then proceeding to goof off with simon. Simon, who was currently beside you in the cool blades of grass, your pinkie fingers hooked together, too embarrassed to properly hold hands. You both speak soft promises into the sky above, the blues and pinks of the lowering yet still bright sun being covered by the patchy pattern of leaves from the tree that you and Simon had taken shelter under, being the witness to your words.

The two of you began your daily walk back, all laughs and jokes, smiles and subtle flirts.

"hah! you should have seen the fruit stall owner! the way he was chasing after me just for a simple apple."

Simon recounts his adventures of the day before you had met up for the afternoon. You sigh playfully at your thief of a friend.

"honestly, si....what am i going to do with you, hm?"

Simon smirks, loving the sound of your nickname for him on your tongue, the way you shortened his name sounded so much better than the harsh way that everyone else says it. He's about to make a crude comment most likely but you both get interrupted as you see flames and hear the distant yet deafening cries of the fellow villagers that echoes through the once peaceful afternoon.

The two of you run, as fast as you could, desperate to help, lungs burning as they frantically search for oxygen in the thick smokey air. You frantically search for your family, friends or anyone who could explain this sudden chaos.Y

Through the smoke of your burning village you and Simon come across a group of men holding torches, wearing odd metal masks, armed with blades, arrows and spears, things you'd hardly seen before in the shelter of your peaceful village. Though you both knew that it could be nothing good.

You pause, never having been in such a life threatening situation before, your instincts and common sense weren't quite up to par and why should they be when all you've known was peace, the only chaos was when Simon stole something from the market.

"um...escuse me gentlemen? Do you know-"

Your polite and timid words are abruptly cut short as they shoot an arrow, the metal tip barely missing your widened eyes and instead causing your cheek to bleed. You were frozen, you felt like crying, being sick and running away all at once. The overwhelming feeling of having danger so suddenly thrown in your face. Luckily for you, Simon managed to snap out of his own trance, grabbing you tightly and pulling you along.

"come on! we need to go!"

You run to the forrest in hopes of losing the men, weaving through the old and and sturdy trees, memories of the times you and Simon would spend hours up in the branches briefly flash in your mind before being promptly tugged again by Simon to the side, your eyes catch a glimpse of the spear that had just about missed your head.

The heavy breathing of you both echoes through the darkening forrest, your warm breath creating clouds of vapour in the air, your lungs sting with the sharpness of adrenaline and exercise.

The strange men clad in metal and weapons can be heard, their chasing relentless, voices yelling at each other to guide more of them towards you. It goes silent for a few minutes, the only noise in the seemingly empty forrest being you and Simon's heavy breathing which you both desperately tried to quiet.

You and Simon turn to each other, a smile of relief on both your faces. You were finally safe, you began to think of all the ways to save the villagers, maybe you could find a nearby lord? Or maybe they'd just leave on their own?

But it doesn't take long until everything around you seems to go dull, that relief you felt just moments ago going cold, as you watch the spear tear through Simon's chest, the cracking noise of sharpened metal breaking bones and flesh of the man you adored embedded in your memories forever. You fall to the ground with him, almost as if you had been wounded yourself. The strange men seemed to believe so anyways as they left, not even checking if you two were dead, almost like this whole thing was just for their own sick enjoyment, enjoying the pain of families watching each other die, their only relief being the hope of seeing everyone in the afterlife.

As you fell to the floor everything felt dark, dull, an empty feeling of loss covered you. The moss on the forest floor was cool against the heat of your living body. You could see the way his eyes were fading, that beautiful brown that made you think of nature and warmth, going a ghostly grey. Your hands grasp onto him.

"no...no,.no, no... si! Please dont, you have to stay with me. Im begging you! I cant be without you...si, please"

A tight feeling in your heart takes away the rest of your breath, you can't speak properly anymore, only managing garbled pleas as if that would save the dying man in your arms, as if that would get rid of the spear in his back that pierced through his chest. Through your begging you still couldn't manage to utter those three words that you'd both been hanging off the edge of your tongues, those three words that was so obvious between you yet because they were never spoken neither of you dared to go further than friends.

The trees suddenly felt like they were watching, mocking you for your feeble love, laughing at how easily he was dying. They loomed over you, the bark twisting into cruel smiles as you begged Simon to stay with you.

He tries to brave a smile, barely breathing as he gets out his final words.

"god....I love it when you call me that"

And with that you saw the playful light drain from his eyes, that oh so beautiful brown gone pale.

You cried, you don't know for how long but you remember seeing the sun disappear in the corner of your eye more than once. As you cried your grip on Simon's icy body only got tighter, as if you could transfer your warmth to him to bring him back.

Thinkin about ghost....

Ghost who sleeps with his back pressed firmly against the wall because he's been shot in the back one too many times, leaving it unprotected while he sleeps feels like a death wish to him

Ghost who bundles up his blanket to cover his front. The last thought before he sleeps is 'i hope the blanket is thick enough to stop a knife at least.'

Ghost who sleeps facing the door and with the window in a few short steps at most. He watches the door until the very last second, until sleep overpowers his eyes and they fall shut.

Ghost...who when he shares the bed for the first time practically uses you as a shield since you insisted on sharing the blanket. So of course you are now the substitute for his blanket shield. perfectly reasonable.

Ghost who, one night, falls asleep with his back facing you, not pressed up against the wall though he's still facing the door because someone needs to keep both of you safe.

Ghost who would never admit that the feeling of you pressed against his back was a lot more pleasant than the hard, cold wall, maybe even comforting.

Ghost who now can fall asleep so easily next to you, belly exposed like animals do to show trust, because he knows when he wakes up the worst thing you've done to him is draw on him.

Ghost who feels safe enough to lower his guard while sleeping.

hughie

This man...god he's probably older than me but every time i see him on the screen im like "what a dumbass" "OH SHIT THATS MY DUMBASS, NO! BAD HUGHIE!" *spray bottle*

i feel the need to adopt him, this poor guy needs a hug. He's extremely fucked up and traumatised but he's my child now.

Anyone else? or am i the only one who has mentally adopted this man?

bro i dont have any other moots😭 here, have it back 🎃 @xi1dius

Send this to all your favourite moots and pass the pumpkin round! KEEP THE PUMPKIN TRAIN GOING 🎃🖤🎃🖤🎃

KEEP IT GOING‼️‼️

(@inspector-m3 @itomayu @enigmaue @cheezbot)

y'know that episode where morgana controls Merlin? he doesn't wear his usual blue or red shirts, he wears purple....and morgana wore a lot of purple.

It took me a hot minute to realise. do you think it was a coincidence?

did no-one in Camelot see Merlin and go 'wtf, he's wearing purple???' maybe that was something that made gauis suspicious, he was probably wondering where tf Merlin got that shirt from.

Late night thinking pt 2/?

Thinking about a couple, yeah, a couple of lunatics. Lol

But seriously, a couple that are equally deranged as the other, so lost in madness they only have their partner, their only love.

They're both possessive to the point it should no longer be considered a red flag and instead the planet mars. But to them? it's just love.

You look at one of them and one will rip out your spine, vertebrae by vertebrae while the other will plan how to dispose of you.

How dare someone even think about looking at their love?

They're both so lost in their insanity that the world may be burning around them but they could care less, they'd laugh at the pain as they hold their lover, because nothing can truly hurt them in their madness, too far gone but at least they have each other.

Not that they'd notice themselves losing their minds, no, of course not, they dont think anything of it as their lover kills more and more, they just brush it off as another quirk to love and simply do as they do which only sets the madness even deeper.

Til death do us part, they say, except it's only those around them that will die.

Late night thinking pt 1/?

He had the kind of beauty that could only be found in those broken greek statues.

The kind where they're always reaching for something yet they are tragically frozen in place, unable to move, unable to reach that goal they dream of. Yet to everyone else they look beautiful, almost angelic.

It's tragic thats someones pain, someones curse is considered art to most. The romanticized suffering of those trapped forever.

Eggs: egg fried rice or eggy bread, anything else makes me feel sick.

Steak: not bothered as long as it aint raw or burnt, so probably medium.

Milk: again not bothered, usually whatever's in the fridge lol, so semi skimmed. i guess.

Alcohol: havent tried any, closest thing to alcohol is bitter shandy and ginger beer, highly recommend those, delish. (they're just fizzy drinks)

Warm drink: always love a good cuppa (tea) no sugar tho. hot chocolate's nice too. but @xi1dius cup-a-soup is not a fucking drink, it is a crime against god.

i got recession 💀 im sorry everyone. my bad 🖐😔 the office made a mistake

here's a random word generator--whatever word it gives you is now the thing you are the deity of

Would you stay?

Im not quite sure what this is but I've been listening to some really depressing music so that what im blaming this on. The first chapter of immortal souls is in the works

Would you stay with me if I turned to a monster so different from how I used to be? I'm no longer human, I look so different. It's still me but I'm not the same, I'm a monster now, ugly and harsh.

Would you stay with me if I said I wanted to watch the world burn? leaving only us as the rest is used to keep us warm. Evil in a way that spurs the worst of chaos yet it's all for you. I'm not how I used to be, now a burning hot, filled with rage.

Would you stay with me if I said I could not feel love? If I said I could not feel love but I felt lonely without you? Would you stay through that loveless companionship? I'm not who I once was, there's no love, just emptiness and loneliness. Our so called love was just a charade to hide my loneliness.

Would you stay with me if I failed at everything? No matter how hard I try it all goes wrong in some way, a never ending cycle. I'm not the same anymore, consumed by the desire to succeed for once yet doused with failure after failure like its gasoline.

Would you stay with me if I descended into madness? My once calming laugh now echoes down halls and induces fear into most. Would you stay with me then? when I have to be tied up as to not tear my flesh from my bones, to stop myself from carving every inch of me to prove my love and desire for you.

Would you stay with me if no one else did? If everyone who saw me ran in fear and horror, would you stay? Whether it was my actions or looks that causes them to run all the way home so they can hide under their blankets. Would you stay by my side when I'm so disfigured on the inside and out that people cannot bare to look at me?

Would you stay with me if I never spoke a word to you? If all your questions and attempts at conversation were met with a cold silence, would you stay? If I only show my love through actions but never once utter the words "i love you"...would you stay?

Would you stay with me if I didn't exist? if our love was simply formed out of your loneliness and desperation to be loved by someone. Would you stay? When I dont appear in mirrors or photos or anywhere else but your head.

Would you stay with me even when I wouldn't? When I would leave myself at an abandoned bus station in a heartneat, loose myself in a crowd of people where I stand out so much but yet I'd look over myself, maybe I wouldn't even try to find myself. Would you stay with me when I dont understand how you could want to stay?

Would you stay with me even if I was not from this world? If I was unnatural and unbelonging of being on this earth with you. Would you stay? While I break the laws of nature and life to be here next to you?

Would you stay with me? When this is all over, all said and done...when I'm not quite the same as you remember me and yet I'm just about exactly the same. When my face doesn't look as young as it used to, but it shows the long times we had together. Would you stay when I grow old and forget your birthday? your name? your favourite flower?

Would you stay when all I can remember...is that I love you?

Dyad’s Odyessy

this was a little experiment. the reader user was based off my looks really. hope ou enjoy this! i may consider making this longer if people like it.

teen!simon, teen!fem!reader

tw: mentions of abuse, scars, bruises ect. light swearing and a use of a very infuriating nickname my what i call friend calls me (im looking at you, @inspector-m3)

summary: you and simon are sat on the side of the road after a rather rough beating form your dad, simon helping you clean the marks littered over your face.

(idk if i have used this gif before.. i need to use the other characters more 😭)

Two peas in pod, eh?

Currently, those peas were listening to ‘Smells Like Teen Spirit’. Both had one Apple Wired Headphone in — humming along to the tune. It played round and round in one of those poor pea's heads, yours.

The other pea was gently dapping your fresh bruises and cuts with a little tissue found in your back pocket. It had been drenched in water from a local dip in the road outside the local bar, one that seemed to always house the most massive and annoyingly placed puddle ever.

It was the best you had and were going to get it, and it cleaned up your blood reasonably well. Of course, you’d have to use the two-year-old hand sanitizer that sat on your Form room teachers' desk when school started. . . Forty-five minutes ago. 

How where either of you meant to know anyway? Not like you had a watch or a working phone on either of you.

It stung like hell, your stone blue eyes going over Simons Simon's face. Slowly, slowly, raking over the large faded bruises along the left side of his face, the turning green bruise that ran down the side of his nose. It was all too familiar for your liking and no doubt he felt the same about the marks left on your body.

The sun was ever so slowly creeping up in the clouded sky — it was mid-winter England, An absolutely boiling hot November day of a whopping four degrees! Yay!

And, of course, in classic British style, you were both wearing short sleeve T-shirts, old and fraying hoodies and you were in a pair of shorts and Simon a pair of unwashed and dirty jeans.

“Thanks, old man.” You giggled lightheartedly, leaning your head back a bit as Simon held the back of your head, now wiping underneath your left eye to clean a little slit you’d gotten from god knows where.

“I’m a year and a half older then you, shortstack. but you’re welcome.”

“I'm like. . . six inches shorter than you.” You huffed, pouting ever so slightly. Your giggling had soon stopped, legs now crossed as you placed your hands on your thighs, elbows stuck out much like a chicken.

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woahhh, cool art!

After a tough mission

Immortal souls

I know i should be writing my other fics but...i got a new idea so here, have some scraps

Simon and you who were bonded a long time ago, long before kings and knights. You spent your childhood together and grew up eating fruits off of trees from strangers land and it wasn't long until love blossomed just as the flowers on the trees did

However, flowers dont last forever and neither does love...or does it?

War breaks out in your small and isolated haven, both you and Simon tried to escape but the enemy was relentless.

it wasn't long until you sat there on the mossy bed of the forest, the smoke of your village being set ablaze slowly inching closer just as the claws of death were grasping for you and simon.

Unfortunately for you it turns out you're immortal, you dont know how and dear god you've tried to find out how.

Whatever cruel curse had been put upon you and simon that night, it took a while for you to figure it out but you seem to be immortal while Simon....simon wasn't, but don't fret, he got revived eventually. However his memories were long gone, barely being lost in time because you cling so desperately to them.

And now you stood in front of your one and only true love, time to relieve this hearwrenching cycle until the cruel gods take mercy on your human souls. Except...it's no longer your Simon, it's ghost now, even more broken than the last incarnation you saw of him. He speaks up, oh how accents have changed over time.

"sorry...who are you?"

should i make this into a proper fic?

i must test this... hit me with that doot doot

i need sleep •

ha?

every single person who reblogs this

every

single

person

will get “doot doot” in their ask box

Random one piece headcannons

I know I should be working on the two fics I decided to start but...shhh

Zoro has green eyelashes. Just something about it makes sense and it would look pretty cool

Zoro uas definitely lost feeling in his feet after he tried to slice the buggers off...in the moment it may have seemed like a good idea but now he has feet of steel. Others on the crew are worried but he likes the advantage of having less feeling in them. Realistically this could affect his balance but if we say it's just slight damage to the point where he cant really feel the pain or temperature on his feet then he'd probably be happy about it.

Nami has scars and remnants of hours the arlong tattoo underneath the new one. Because did you see how she was going at it? ain't no way she's got no scars. And as for the tattoo, i don't know what kinda magic they've got in that world to remove tatoos so perfectly in one go but I like the idea that it's there but really faded like a reminder as well as the scars.

Luffy has stretch marks....my guy has stretched so much and I know its his devil fruit and all but there'd scenes where he can only reach so far. So if he does that often (stretching himself as far as he can go and then trying to go too far) he should surely have stretch marks.

Luffy probably had bite mark scars, like he fully chompin on those thumbs like he's Eren Yeager, he has some teeth scars and I ain't listening to criticism on this

my asks are open, you can ask for drabbles, headcannons, fics or whatever, even just for a chat, you lot are welcome to say hi.

thought i might add a few of my own sayings from growing up.

tart - pretty obvious i think. basically another way of saying slut i guess. can be offensive can just be playful "she's a right tart"

"quit standin there like a wet lettuce" - something you say when someone's just stood there like an idiot basically, either in the way or just standing for no reason.

"quit fannying around" - same as quit messing around.

taking the mick - teasing or mocking, same as taking the piss, can be friendly or bullying. "he's taking the mick outta me"

eejit - and idiot, i think it's Irish but it might also be Scottish too.

I'll add some more if i can think of any.

an actual guide to british slang for foreign marauders writers.

because i am sick of seeing

a) people using american english eg. mom, sneakers

b) people overusing "mate" and "innit"

alright? = a greeting, like hello.

everyday words

ain't = haven't

scran = food, or to describe eating

swear down = promise

"swear down, I didn't do nothing,"

bloody = can be used in any sentence at any time

"bloody hell" "its bloody pissing it down out there" "i was bloody wankered"

bloke = a man

innit = isn't it?

mate = equivalent of calling someone bro

bruv, lad, my son = bro, dude, etc

fags, rollies, ciggies, (NOT A SPLIFF) = cigarettes

trust = trust me

"trust, ill tell you later"

chatting (what you chatting about?) = what are you on about?

quid = pound

proper buzzing = really excited

good

sound = good

bangin' = really good

lush = good

"that scran was lush"

jokes = a laugh, funny

bare = a lot of

fit = physically attractive

"he's well fit, isn't he?"

pissed = drunk

dodgy/dodge = questionable

bad

are you taking the piss? = are you having a laugh?

thats peak = thats bad

not being funny, but... = no offense but...

gordon bennett! = surprise, shock, disbelief

slag off = talk badly about someone

"she was slagging her off to anyone who'd listen"

minging, rank = disgusting

bloody nora = expression of surprise, irritation

bollocks = nonsense, something bad

"stop talking bollocks, mate"

skint = broke

prat, git = an idiot

insults

a melt = a pathetic person

clapped = ugly

"he's fucking clapped..."

sket = a promiscuous woman

slag = ^^

minger = an unattractive person

plonker = calling someone silly, not offensive

"don't be a plonker..."

cunt = VERY OFFENSIVE!

wanker, tosser = a general insult

bender, poof = a gay man, used insultingly

What do you think?

im writing a fic. ghost (COD) x reader (probs gonna be male or gn but with like male in mind if that makes sense? like neutral pronouns but it might seem masculine in a way)

It's mostly going to be in the POV of the reader but what should i do when a character talks to them?

something to add with the whole food motivation, yknow the ark when the crew are on an island full of bounty hunters that are literally tricking them and trying o kill them?

He legit fights his own second in command...because they fed him. Like, he full on ignores anything zoro is saying and is fighting him and getting all pissed off because they gave him food so they definitely cant be trying to hurt them.

i dunno if thats because luffy is just oblivious or what but he is definitely motivated by food lol

Luffy not wanting to be viewed as a hero is actually so important to me. Because while the first reasoning we get for this is him not wanting to share his food

We also learn later on that Luffy also doesn't want to be viewed as a savior, nor does he ever want to present himself as such. He doesn't want to be placed on a pedestal or (ironically) be deified by the people he helps.

At the end of Fishman island, he was fully ready to leave without fanfare because he did not want to be treated by the people in that way, and only agrees to stay because he is promised food. The same thing happens at the end of Wano, where he refuses to take any credit for the downfall of Kaido and instead simply enjoys the festival with everyone else.

I cannot overstate how much I love this decision for Luffy as a character. It is incredibly common for stories like Fishman Island and Wano to have the main character swoop in and save the oppressed people, with said character being to sole person to rally them and "teach" them how to fight back. We don't get that with Luffy.

In Fishman Island, he tells the people that its up to them to decide whether or not he is their friend or foe instead of swooping in playing the role of the hero. In Wano, he understands to importance of who begins the fight with Kaido, and stands back to let the Red Scabbards (Wano natives) get the first major hit on Kaido

Even in the prison when Luffy gives his speech, he is asking the people to let him help, to have faith that they and their country can be free again, to fight for the freedom that had been cruelly stripped away from them. And even then, it is Momo and members of the Red Scabbards that fully restore the Udon prisoners faith.

Hell, we even see this all the way back in Arlong Park, where Luffy waits to take action until Nami asks him for help. He doesn't come in guns blazing and save her like some sort of white knight, but instead waits for Nami's go ahead, placing the power in her hand.

It's just such a refreshing way of seeing a protagonist in this type of story be portrayed. To have him understand the importance of the people he fight's side by side with, and not place himself as the fixer of all problems, but rather as an aid to these people (often times an aid that they explicitly asked for). It actively rejects the white savior/white knight trope(s) and allows for the people native to the island to have agency in these large battles instead of being sidelined. It is their lives and stories that are centered as being the most important in these moments, and Luffy is simply there to help them.

A short snippet of that fic

i did a poll ages ago for what kinda story i should do....the results said the majority of you wanted street racing au (car) Ghost x male reader (motorbike)

it's probably gonna take me a bit since i want to do some proper research into what cars and bikes but here's a little snippet, this might not make it into the final draft though.

The white light from the streetlights illuminate the road while the thunderous sounds of engines fill the air. One one side of you there's your fellow biker, her electric blue streaks popping in the dark of the night, on the other side of you there's a car. You glance over curiously which is when you notice....it's ghost...the fucking masked bastard who always wins, well not for long if you have anything to do about it. You grin under your helmet as you lean over, tapping the window of his car. He looks over and for a moment you think he has no eyes. bloody hell, his eyes were almost soulless. You shake that thought away, grinning under your helmet as you raise your hand and make a 'professional' and 'mature' gesture (you made the wanking gesture)

The flag girls begin their countdown.

"THREE!"

" TWO!"

"ONE!"

theres a pause

"GO!"

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let me know if you wanna be tagged or if there's any mistakes :]

What do you want?

ive got a few ideas swirling around in my noggin right now but the one i wanna try first i want to see what you lot would prefer to read. they're all pretty similar but there'll be slight changes. It's going to be male reader since thats what im used to writing

when i say bikes i mean motorbikes/ dirtbikes. Also my asks and messages are always open, just in case any of you want something.

One Piece headcannons, reader with allergies.

I have a desire to write but the ideas are moving to fast in my head lol. My requests are open and I can write full stories/oneshots not just headcannons. I promise i dont bite :]

CHOPPER

(This one is intended as platonic because, well...bros a reindeer.)

You got incredibly lucky finding this guy, no matter what time you joined the crew. Since chopper is a doctor he definitely feels like a blessing. As soon as he found out about your allergies he started his research (if he didn't already know about it). Finds a cure or a medicine to help with the symptoms and reactions for your allergies. This precious doctor even warns the other crew about what you can't have near you.

In return for his kindness you are now his designated hiding spot for when shit goes down.

LUFFY

He was definitely curious as to why you were constantly taking medicine or having to stay with chopper since you were unwell. Eventually he just outright asked what was wrong with you. He didn't get it at first but once he did he responded with...let's say an interest?

He loudly makes sure that whenever everyone's eating that the food (if you're allergic to a food) is nowhere near you, but let's be honest he probably eats it before it gets even a metre from you, saying something like "I was just keeping Y/ N safe!" when someone complains about their food being stolen. However, if you're allergic to a specific animal or item he makes sure it non-existent on his ship.

NAMI

Just like luffy she makes sure the allergen (the thing you're allergic to) is nowhere to be found. Since you mean so much to her she'd be willing to part with some money to pay for medicines or doctors if chopper couldn't help (luckily for nami thats a rare chance).

sorry this ones so short, I've never really written anything for nami before.

SANJI

If you have a food allergy this man is catering to your every need, making new recipes or even a completely different dish to the rest of the crew if needs be. Oh, you like spaghetti but you're allergic to pasta? Bam, special pasta you're not allergic to, just for you. He can and probably will fight luffy to keep him away from your special food.

If youre allergic to something that isn't food his dramatic ass would probably follow you around in new places to make sure it's not anywhere near you. (and if this gets annoying just give him a compliment, he'll pass out from blood loss and leave you in peace)

USSOP

When you're allergies are bad and it leaves you bed ridden, sniffling or coughing, he'll tell you stories just like he did with kaya. You'll be laying in bed, cursing your allergies while trying to not break your ribs from laughing at ussops silly tales. He always makes you feel much better.

ZORO

He probably didn't even know what an allergy was lmao. Maybe he thought it was some sort of pest (close enough)

If youre allergic to food we already know sanji will be making sure you're safe but zoro is definitely jealous that he can't do anything about it....unless.... if you guys are on a new island and you're not sure if your food has your allergen in it, zoro is the first to offer his help (well, it was luffy first but we all know what would happen).

If your allergen isn't food, just like sanji, he's following you around but he's definitely more of a silent protector compared to sanji. A plant you're allergic to in your path? not on his watch, it's cut down before you can even think of how to get around it.

Let me know if you have any tips or if there's any mistakes!

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Haikyuu sleeping headcannons

I've only done a few but let me know if you want me to do any other characters. Whether it be from haikyuu or from somewhere else.

Asahi

I feel like this guy would be warm. Not like the melting you from the outside inwards but like a campfire or a fireplace. He wouldn't move if you were with him, he wouldn't dare. He'd hold you tightly but he'd be so careful. Definitely panicked the first time you guys cuddled or fell asleep together. But once he got used to it he turned into a big cuddle bear.

Daichi

To me he seems like he'd sleep like a rock. After such a tiring day with the team he'd just flop onto the bed next to you and not move, like seriously you've probably had to poke him to check he was still alive.

He'd have and arm around you or he'd be leaning on you, either way once this man is asleep it's gonna be a pain to get out. why would you want to anyways?

Hinata

We all know that he's a ray of sunshine in both optimism and energy. cuddling/sleeping with him can go one of two ways

Since he's hyperactive this could carry on into his sleep. He's definitely smacked you a few times thinking you were a volleyball in his dream. Maybe even stolen the blanket a few times. He obviously apologies if you tell him in the morning

OR. He could be all tuckered out, kinda like a sugar crash but instead of a grumpy child you get a droopy hinata (almost the same thing) coming towards you with open arms, dragging you to bed or just leaning on you right then and there if he's really exhausted. He'd definitely use you as a giant pillow and just bury his face anywhere he can. neck? no problem. chest, whether it be flat or with melons? sure he can.

Kageyama

He may not seem it with his resting bitch face but he's definitely a cuddler. He'd definitely be more like daichi, calm and barely moving, unless it was to make you mire comfortable, but let's be honest he probably dreams about volleyball just like hinata and once again...you have been mistaken for a volleyball. Prepare for a bruise.

Im leaning towards him being a big spoon but maybe if he had a bad game or practice he'd want to be comforted, but either way his arms will be around you.

Nishinoya

This man is definitely a blanket theif. Just like hinata, he's a ball of energy and moves SO much while sleeping, not only does his arms flail about but theres a few kung fu moves going on there with his legs. You've definitely woken up with bruises and a leg across your chest while he sleeps like an angel.

If there is a rare occasion where he's not moving he's clinging onto you like a koala, legs around your waist or legs, arms around your torso and head on either your stomach or chest.

Tsukishima

This salty little shit probably isn't very keen on cuddles, but just for you. He'd have an arm around you loosely, maybe even pulling you closer while he's asleep. I feel like he'd be pretty cold (not just in attitude) so he'd be a great icepack for the summer but during winter you'll have to cocoon yourself in a blanket before cuddling up to him. Once you're asleep he's probably secretly affectionate, a few soft head pats while you're completely off in dream land.

Bio thingy

hey im inspector me you can call me inspector for short or whatever tbh. I write a bunch of random stuff. im getting ready for university so i can't promise reliable or regular updates but my asks are always open! You can ask me pretty much anything unless it's too much into my irl life (like what school did you go to and stuff like that, things like my favourite animal or trivial stuff is fine :] )

you are welcome to ask for requests as long as it follows the rough guidelines below, if you're not sure ask anyways and I'll let you know!

What I do

Male Reader

gender neutral reader

anime

haikyuu

jjk (jujitsu kaisen) ((I've only watched the anime))

black clover

blue exorcist

one piece (currently on episode 212 but I've already had a few spoilers lol)

demon slayer

hxh

dorohedoro

dan da dan

T.V

Merlin (BBC)

Titans (DC show)

The Boys (haven't finished yet but im almost done i think)

Books

Percy Jackson (im not as involved with the fandom and I've only read the basic series)

Skulduggery pleasant

Half bad (Bastard son of the devil himself) (both the show and the books)

other

rick and morty

call of duty (mostly ghost tbh but ask away)

What I dont do

rape (i feel like i shouldn't have to write this but ive seen a few things on this site so y'know)

paedophilia

incest (of any kind)

male pregnancy (it's just not my cuppa)

Abuse (makes me kinda uncomfortable to write characters like that)

Fem reader (im not a woman, i did try to write it but it just felt off to me, if you really want me to write something with Fem reader and it hasn't got much to do with plot i might be able to do it but if not it'll just be GN)

I might have to add a few if I get any more requests but for now this is it.

If you want something that isn't mentioned on here dont be afraid to ask or even just chat. I watch a lot of anime and other medias and i dont mind researching something just to write it for you.

My boundaries

I dont really have much lmao. i dont mind swearing or dark humour just remember to be respectful :] i won't tolerate any racism, homophobia or anything like that.

also, since im new im still figuring out tags so my apologies if i tag something wrong, let me know and I'll fix it asap!

my tags:

the inspectors hoard - just reblogs of cool stuff or random shit.

the inspector thinks - drabbles, head cannons, random thoughts.

the inspector writes - writing obviously.

the inspectors interrogation - responding to asks.

the inspectors rants - unrelated to writing, just me talking about random stuff.