#this is me requesting a drabble from myself 😌

[nochedie]

intertwined, sewn together | sam winchester ☁️

pairing: sam winchester x gn!reader

genre: fluff

wordcount: 1k ish

summary: just some late night talking

a/n: hehe… um 😳 i actually haven’t written anything for 7 YEARS! and i haven’t ever written for spn before! so please be gentle with me 🙏 i am working on a soulless sam fic but it’s becoming pretty long soo i decided to just do a little fluffy drabble in the meantime! i have a migraine so im sorry if it makes little to no sense :) i read through a couple times and i cant tell if its bad or if i just hate my own writing (definitely the last one but it might be both 😌☝🏼) anyways i love sam and i needed some fluff! much love and please enjoy 🫶🏼

“do you ever think about… the future? for us?” you and sam were laying next to each other in the motel room double bed, alone in the room. dean was out at the nearest bar, and told you both not to wait up. you always cherished the alone time with sam.

he turned to face you, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. “all the time.”

“and what do you think about?” you took in each and every inch of his face, the sculpt of his jaw, his eyes which held a look of admiration as they looked into yours.

“i think about… one day being able to just… live. you know? me and you. forever.” his voice held some sadness. and you knew exactly why. you could think about this all you wanted, but the life you led… it could never be normal. sam had tried before, he had tried to be normal, tried to live a normal life. but everything fell apart. you knew he still felt that pain. he wanted so badly to be normal. but he was a winchester.

“maybe we can’t live some suburban life. but we don’t need that to live, sam… sure, our job is dangerous but… well we’re still here, aren’t we? we’ve made it this long.”

“y/n…” you reached out to touch his cheek, and his eyes closed at the feeling, completely relaxing into your touch. “i just… every single day i wake up and worry that something is going to happen to you.”

“hmm… it almost sounds like you don’t think i can fend for myself. you know i can beat a vampire with my bare hands!” you definitely could not.

sam’s laughter filled the room almost immediately, “oh, suddenly you have super strength?”

“you don’t know what i have.” you feigned offence, pulling out of his grasp and turning your body away from him.

“um… what do you think you’re doing?” he spoke between chuckles, slipping his arms around your torso, pulling you flush against him. “let me see your pretty face, love.”

“only if you admit that i have fists of steel and i could absolutely kill a vampire with no weapon.” sam had killed gordon with nothing more than a bit of wire, so this wasn’t the most unrealistic claim.

“right. you’re right, honey. vampires watch out! y/n’s coming! with… maybe chicken wire?”

“you’re mean.”

he practically erupted into laughter, more of an endearing laughter than anything else. he gave you a tight squeeze from behind, pressing a kiss to your neck.

“turn around please, honey. i promise i’ll stop.”

you heeded his request, turning in his embrace so that your faces were but centimetres apart.

“there you are.” he took a deep breath in as he studied every inch of your face, taking in each small detail, each feature which made up the face he loved so much.

you slid one arm around his torso and rest the other on his chest, shuffling as close as you could and letting your eyes close.

“you getting tired?” sam reached over to turn off the bedside lamp, leaving only a sliver of light in the room from the outside street lights.

“just a little. but let’s keep talking, okay?”

“alright, love. what do you want to talk about?” he shifted onto his back and put his arm around you, leading your head to rest against his shoulder, while one arm kept resting on his chest.

“chicken wire.” you stifled a laugh.

sam looked up at the ceiling, a wide smile plastered on his lips. these were his favorite moments with you, and he adored how you could immediately switch his mood.

this hunt in particular had been tough, but it was over now, and this was your last night in the motel before heading to sioux falls in the morning to meet with bobby. the hunt forced sam into some uncomfortable thoughts. you had come far too close to danger, and it sent him into a spiral worrying about you. he hadn’t even thought about what he would do if he lost you, but it felt like he had been hit head on by the thought. he really couldn’t live without you, he knew that for a fact. tonight, he was really feeling it. all he wanted to do was hold you close and never let go. but this conversation with you, your optimism and your smile, just you, allowed sam to feel a genuine content.

“i love you.” he whispered, planting a kiss on top of your head.

you hadn’t realised how tired you were, and you had already drifted to sleep. after a few minutes, sam did the same.

****

you opened your eyes to see sam looking back at you, already awake. “good morning, love.”

“good morning.” you stretched your limbs, sitting up in the bed before looking around the room. “dean didn’t come back last night?”

“he did, he went out to pack up the car. you slept in pretty late.”

“hmm.. well we better get ready and hit the road, then?”

“or… we could cuddle for a bit.” he tugged on your arm, attempting to coax you to lay back.

“sammy.. you just said i slept in pretty late.”

“and did i say that was a bad thing?” cue two more arm tugs.

just as you were about to lay back down and into sam’s arms, you heard a few knocks, followed by dean’s voice through the door. “cars packed up, you kids have got fifteen minutes or i’m leaving you behind!”

“i guess no cuddling today.” sam has to suppress a whine as he reluctantly gets out of bed.

“do you think we have time for a shower?”

“oh, definitely.” you jump out of bed and grab sam’s outstretched hand, following him into the bathroom.

comments, feedback etc always appreciated! thank you for reading!

[the-anime-enthusiast]

today is Iida's birthday !!!! maybe some drabbles/headcannons about what it would be like to celebrate with him :3?

TENYAS BDAY‼️‼️

headcannons and drabbles 😜

for everyone else who has requested stuff and I haven't replied, I'm so sorry 😭 I just moved 4 states away from home by myself and I've been busy ASFFF but I'm finally starting to get some free time again so pls be patient with me, I appreciate it 🙏

GIFT IDEAS 🎁

Okay so this first one is oddly specific, but every time I go on my own personal Tenya Iida bend, I alwaaayyyss think of this. My fav "perfect gift for him" idea is a pair of glasses (stick with my now), but not just any pair, a pair with his hero name

"Ingenium"

engraved in the side‼️ It may seem kinda dumb cause hes got like, idk a bagillion pairs of glasses, but these are perfect for special occasions and we all know he prefers the finer things in life so I think he's love this 😌😌 (possibly sheds tears bc he loves his brother like it's nobody's business and he feels the weight of this gift in his soul, ong)

My favorite gag gift ideas all come down to one thing, oranges. (ifykyk but de I will still explain) So, as a lot of Tenya fans know, his quirk uses oranges/orange juice as the fuel for his engines (no I'm not lying, it's random ik, his family has so many random traditions and small details thrown into the show, I love them sm 💞)

Like many people, I love gag gifts, and I would have a field day with this. I'm talking sunglasses shaped like oranges, bottles upon bottles of assorted orange juice, Sunny D merch, the whole nine yards. While this HC is made to be a gag gift, I think he would actually lose his shit over this, like best gift he's ever received type shit. He'd keep a specific shelf on his bookshelf for all things orange you get him (like a shrine or sm shi 💀) It def weirds ppl out when they don't know the story behind the shelf, but he loves it 😌👍

Another gag gift idea I love 😋 (okay so rq)

fun fact Abt me: I'm in mechanics and I js know bro would eat up auto mechanics related gag gifts Soo much 😭😭

Like cleaner for his mufflers, car oil (strictly for shits and giggles) js dumb shit like that 😭 Again, definitely has a stash/shrine for all this stuff, everytime you tell him he can get rid of it

"it was just a joke tenya, you know you don't have to keep it right?"

"well dear, it could come in handy one day! You never know ☺️"

Spending the Day Together 💞

Bros prim and proper, if your lucky, you wake up before him. It's no secret that appreciates the finer things in life (and the small things, atp he appreciates literally everything. Tenya is an angel sent from heaven and don't you forget it ✋) But if you decide to wake this man up to some bomb ass breakfast, I'm talking bacon, eggs, possibly pancakes, and ofc a big ass glass of orange juice he WILL tear up. I know deep in my soul he's an emotional (or at least dramatic) gift reciever.

I feel like his birthday would actually be a pretty average day, other than the morning and night. He ofc wants to have breakfast with you, whether it's cooking or the two of you going out, but he makes a NIIGHT out of his birthday. Y'all are doing it all don't even play ✋ Anything he could think of that you would also enjoy, is going on the list. (ofc there's a list, this is Teny Iida were talking Abt 🙄🙄)

There happens to be a festival near by? ✅

Oh your in a town known for it's street foods? Take a wild guess where your going. ✅

Open Business Shack street strip? You're walking that thing about 50 times. ✅

Art Museums. Movies. Live Music. Wining and Dining. Walks in a Park. Walks on the beach. Hero conventions. Literally any event near or on his birthday y'all are going to. You can try to plan all you want for him but he's got things mapped out before you ever thought possible. Something to be grateful for though, he doesn't mind it. He doesn't mind planning all of these things for HIS birthday because making you happy in the process is more than enough for him to get by (selfless baddie).

At the End of the Day 🌆

As much as I'd like to think, and we'd all like to think, that Tenya gets in a good amount of alone time with you at the end of his birthday, it just doesn't happen (ikik trust the process 😔)

After a long day of walking around the town, eating great food, spending way to much money on entrance fees to museums, gift shops, and that great food I mentioned, bros pooped (sry guys I'm js a girl and idk how else to word that with equal humor to that phrase 😔)

The second you walk through that door bags are crashing into the ground, shoes are being thrown across the room (not rly tho cuz u leave ur shoes by the front door 👍), clothes are being scattered across the living and bedroom. All bro wants to do is crash into his bed. He barely has time to out his night cap on 😔😔

It's slightly mundane but sweet because trust me ✋ After a day like the one he has planned y'all's bed sounds like heaven. I mean you can swear you hear the angels themselves singing to you once y'all slink into bed together, and honestly he wouldn't have it any other way. Spending an amazing day with his amazing partner, then getting into an even more amazing bed with said partner at the end of his lil adventure 💞

this is kinda on the short side, but it's late ash where I'm at and I'm tired asff BUT I FINALLY WROTE SMT AGAIN 😍😍 (praise God life was getting so boring) I hope y'all enjoy! I haven't been an iida girlie for awhile now but y'all are bringing it back 😜 (not to mention that one scene from the anime where it's class 1-A vs Deku and bros looking extra yummy) (slay) (pls don't come for me I'm 18 and have been watching this show since I was 12)(I'm also asexual so I'm not being weird I swear)(ik some of my reposts say otherwise but guys good writing is good writing what can I say 😭🙏)

Hope y'all have a wonderful night!

Lots of love 💞

BYYYEE ‼️‼️

[ktsumu]

hello kit i come to you for your wrapped event 🤭 hehe as an iwa rep 😌 i would like to request iwaizumi hajime + 17 (or 4, whichever is better!) if that's ok 🥹 and the genre is entirely up to you!! (just no angst pls... i will cry)

oh my god this was such a hard choice that i literally might have to write the other one anyway .. cannot believe you picked iwa and 4 this is a PERFECT combo

iwaizumi + 4: sweater weather genre: fluff with a little kissin' !! reader is a cali girl and iwa knows his cars wc: 0.9k note: the car type is an easter egg if anyone knows it teehee

send me a number + a character and i'll write you a drabble!

Half of Iwaizumi's heart will never leave California, he's sure of it. Half of it will never leave this house.

It's a little blue neighbourhood house in one of the pockets of suburbia you and your friends drove him to, a friend of a friend's house. Something like that.

(Iwaizumi doesn't remember why you all show up there every day, but he doesn't really care that much.)

Every time, it'd be just around dinner when you all met there. You'd sit on the couch, talking to everyone, introducing your handsome boyfriend to anyone who showed. He doesn't remember ever eating dinner anywhere else than in this kitchen.

(He used to be afraid of being homesick. In high school, he never really pictured leaving. You make him think he was born to leave.)

"Excuse us," you say, standing up from couch arm you sat on, taking his hand. "We'll be right back."

Iwaizumi's brows raise as you take his hand, standing up with him in tow, but he doesn't question you— no, he's never questioned you— as he follows you down the hallway.

You're out the door with a grin, walking over to the driveway where all the cars are. You toss him a set of keys.

He catches them against his chest as he pauses, squinting in the last life of today's sun. "Seriously?"

You slip into the car, grabbing his sunglasses and putting them on. "Why not?"

"Uh, because's that's a '68 Benz?"

"What, you still don't have a license?"

"I do, but—"

"Do you trust me?"

He sighs a laugh. "I don't trust myself."

"That's okay," you say with a wink, patting the driver's seat. "I trust you enough for the both of us."

Iwaizumi swallows, glancing back at the house before sighing, getting into the car.

"You're gonna be the death of me,"

"I'll be the death of us, actually, so drive safe!"

(He rolls his eyes, but he starts the engine.)

Iwaizumi drives, but you give him directions— you told all of your friends you'd be right back, but he doesn't see you getting home anytime soon, not when he watches you lean over into the breeze. He can smell the ocean and your perfume, and he fights to keep his eyes on the road.

He starts to think you're keeping him driving on purpose until you tell him to turn off on the empty highway you've landed on.

"Here?"

"It's a real road, I swear."

"...Alright."

The car rolls through the gravel which turns into sand, coming to a stop when you tell him. The sun starts going down again, like it waited for the two of you to get to where you were going before starting to go again. Waves crash and you unbuckle your seatbelt.

"A beach."

"Mhm," you say with a smile. "Your favourite!"

Truth be told, he's never been a huge beach guy— sand that makes a home in your shoes, sunburns that never leave. But, you know, if you're down, so is he.

Iwaizumi furrows his brows, undoing his seatbelt just after you. "Hey, where are you going?"

You don't answer, just jog out into the sand.

"Okay, whatever, coming."

When he gets out to round the car, tucking the car keys in his pocket, he stumbles back into the hood when you grip his shirt and kiss him. He finds his footing in the sand first, and then his hands find your hips.

He leans back so you can crawl into his lap, gripping his hair, kissing him like it's the last thing you'll ever do. His fingers dip into the belt loops of your jean shorts, his other hand sneaking beneath your shirt and up your back; he feels the goosebumps on your nape and he wonders if they're from him or the breeze.

(You sigh into his neck, your lips trailing past his jaw; he knows it's him.)

When you finally pull away, he doesn't kiss you.

"What now?" you ask with a small smile, the sun on your cheeks and hands still bunched in his clothes.

Iwaizumi leans back on the hood of the car, grinning up at you, shaking his head. "Nothing. I can't just look?"

"That's kinda boring."

"Hah, whatever."

You hum a laugh, looking over your shoulder at the water.

"You're trying to tell me that you can see all of this and you might actually go home someday?"

Iwaizumi's looking at you when he tells you it's really hard to.

"Well," you murmur, "make sure to tell your Miyagi friends about your Cali fling, Haji."

"Fling? You're nuts."

"Ooh, do you love me?"

Iwaizumi's cheeks flush red as you laugh, leaving a gentle peck on his lips.

"Well, for the record, I guess I can love you, too."

"Wow, what's the dealbreaker?"

"I mean... come on, who doesn't love the beach!?"

He groans, watching as you slip off of him and the car, tugging your shirt over your head and dropping it to the ground. He raises a brow, but you just tsk. "You're still on my case about that, huh?"

"You're in California, freak."

"What'd you just call me?"

You bite your lip, snorting a laugh as you slowly back up towards the water. "Freak?"

"Oh, that's it—"

Iwaizumi wears a huge grin as he tugs his shirt off, too, dropping it by yours as you both ditch your shoes and run. You think you'd have the upper hand, but you almost forget who he is.

He catches up to you quickly when you take a turn for the water, grabbing you from the waist as you scream.

"Haji!" you laugh, "Your pants!"

He looks down at his wet pant legs, but he ignores it; he turns you around, hands on either side of your waist.

You smirk. "And to think I thought you hated the beach?"

Iwaizumi chuckles, shaking his head, little splashes of water dripping from his eyelashes.

"Who says I don't?" he challenges, hands drifting under your thighs as he wraps your legs around his waist. "Maybe I just do when you're not here."

[sea-lanterns]

Hi I’m hoping to get some advice with this: so on my alt blog I’ve been wanting to get back into writing like a lot of the blogs I like (yours included ☺️) but well I never know what to write cause I don’t get any interaction. I know I should learn to write for myself but idk I guess what I’m trying to ask is, if you’ve been in this situation, what do you do when you wanna write stuff but don’t know what to write?

Well, for starters I will suggest writing for what you’d like to see yourself in first. A lot of the stuff I write is purely for my own indulgence and desires, so a lot of it is actually self insert stuff disguised as x readers (that’s why so many of my fics have a sub reader lol) if you are delusional enough to imagine that you are actually in the place of the Reader, you will find the drive to write for these made up scenarios you make up for yourself 😌

I will also recommend not taking requests. I see a lot of writing blogs take requests for fics, but do remember you are not obligated to take all of them. Requests can be good for inspiration, but it can also be overwhelming to write for so many of them at a time. I don’t take requests for fics because I like to write at my own pace without the stress of hurrying for someone’s fic, and that makes writing a lot more enjoyable and easier imo

Thirdly, I will also recommend going outside. I actually take a lot of my inspiration for fics and thirsts from going outside, seeing places, and imagining unique scenarios that take place in them that inspire me to envision them with the characters I love. An example of this is my very popular pool smut fic, which was inspired from going on vacation with my family last summer.

I guess some extra advice I could give is:

- For more interactions on your blogs, use big, main tags for posts that are relevant. Even if the post is small, like a small Drabble of a Ningguang x Reader thirst, tag it with Ningguang x Reader. If it is relevant to the tag, you can tag it. Don’t be shy.

- To keep up engagement within your blogs, try to post at least 3-5 times every day and interact with your readers in your inbox. It sounds like a lot, but I’ve been doing this method for a while on at least one of my blogs at a time. I have 3 blogs in total, but I will almost always update at least once or twice a day on one of them.

I hope this advice helps you and any other writers who wish to build up momentum! I’m no expert, but this is just what I’ve been doing for the past year 😅

[annieisverybored]

I got sweet taste for men who are older

no outbreak!Joel Miller x reader

Based on a request @creedslove got/ a request she wrote (I asked her permission before writing this 😌) (also look at me writing again after my 3 year break so lmk what you think)

Summary: short drabble, you show Joel your vinyl collection including Born to Die

Warnings: implied age gap, no use of y/n, mostly just fluff

The record player you bought last Christmas might just be your favourite thing in your apartment. It’s from the seventies and getting it to work was a hassle, but one worthwhile. Perhaps you have always had a thing for old things, broken things. You spent hours mending it, fixing it.

The first time you bring Joel to your home, you take his large hand in yours and lead him to the small living room where it sits on a bookshelf, speakers crammed in between volumes of even older books. Your chest puffs slightly as you point to it.

“Got it working all by myself. It wouldn’t even turn on when I first got it”, you say.

He says nothing at first, but he does look at you with soft eyes that seem to say three words you have yet to say to each other. There’s a glimpse of them in his eyes.

You bite your bottom lip softly. “I could put something on, if you want.”

“Sure”, he says, “what’d you got?”

“Oh, I just got this new one, well not new as in it just came out but new to my collection”, you ramble.

Joel takes a seat on the couch. His legs slump down, and he spreads them slightly. He looks relaxed, he looks like he belongs there on your couch and you have never been more in love with him. The deep forest green of your couch envelopes him and you want to do nothing more than lie in his lap.

In a moment, you have to remind yourself. You have to pick a record first.

There is some Fleetwood Mac in your collection, the Beatles too and other records you have inherited from your grandparents and that might be more to Joel’s liking, But you haven’t played your newest addition to your collection yet, and the moment is so tender, he is so tender in his loving that you don’t feel the need to please him. You remove the vinyl from its sleeve. Born to Die, Paradise Edition is a classic.

You carefully dust it and place it on the turn table. The record player hum softly as you switch it on. As soon as you place the needle on the record, as soon as you hear the faint scratch of it, you crawl into Joel’s arms.

You try to close your eyes, to take the moment and taste it, feel it in every fibre of your bones.

“Look at me, sweetheart. Open your eyes.”

You do, of course, you do. You look up at Joel and drown in his soft brown eyes. Lana del Rey plays in the background as you sink and sink and sink.

You don’t break eye contact until the new track starts. Cola starts playing and Joel huffs a small laugh. You’ve heard it so many times, you don’t even register at first why he would be laughing.

“I might have an idea why you like this girl so much” he says and inches his face closer to yours. “She sure does sing about liking older men a lot.”

“I could put on something else”, you say and move your face even closer to his. His nose buries itself into the side of your face.

“No.” His teeth catch your bottom lip. “I don’t think that’s necessary.”

Finally, your lips meet. It is agonising, it is tender. Your hands find his curls and hang on to them, pulling ever so slightly and desperate for more.

You sure like your record player, so does Joel.

[kiestrokes]

I'm not sure if any requests are open so you don't need to answer this if you don't want to! But I can't stop thinking abt San having an absolute RAGING breeding kink LIKE IK YOUVE SEEN THE WANTEEZ EPISODE YOU CANT TELL ME HE DOESNT WANT KIDS this is absolute brainrot for me 😵‍💫😵‍💫

ATEEZ Most to Least: Breed Kink | NSFW

⌛Pairing: ATEEZ x Reader/You/Yn ⌛Rating: NSFW. Mature (18+) Minors DNI. ⌛Genre: MTL, headcanon, imagine, smut. ⌛Warnings: mentions of children, pregnancy, contraceptives.

⌛Sexually Explicit Content: discussion of breed kinks.

🗝️ Note: Hey anonie, my inbox is always open for rankings, headcanons, imagines or just general conversation! The only thing I am currently firm in not doing is actual fic/drabble requests. Unless I get inspired by something you send me. But uh...you came to the right person 😌 kink sans wanting children.

Disclaimers: This is a work of fiction; I do not own any of the idols depicted below. 

Park Seonghwa Hwa screams it everywhere. Man loves children, he's trying to husband up HJ left and right. Hwa loves feeling entirely connected to his partner during this experience. He might not be the most vocal, kind of lost in the sauce. But definitely gives your body lots of appreciative slaps and grabs.

Song Mingi Listen...Leo's live on the wild side when it comes to sex. Mingi doesn't necessarily want kids. But man, he loves watching you become submissive and breedable underneath his large body. He doesn't mind you being in control, but when you're exploring this side of your relationship his dominance really kicks in.

Choi San Do you even need to watch San interact with kids, as much as he babies Woo? San falls into a similar bucket as Hwa, he loves the intimacy that a breed kink brings to his relationship. But San is also melting under the additional stimulation of being to feel his partner completely wrapped around him. He is the whiniest one when getting to explore this kink, v vocal and enjoys every minute of it.

⤴️ these three also love you being pregnant with their offspring, the sight of you and what they did makes them kind of feral. Very attentive and incredibly touchy throughout your whole pregnancy.

Jeong Yunho As an Aries with a breed kink who doesn't want kids myself…this is currently Yunho's exact mindset. But he absolutely loves the intimacy that the kink brings. But the maknaes of his team already exhaust him. So he's making sure you're at least on some form of birth control or grabbing a morning after pill just in case.

Kang Yeosang So Yeosang was initially below Wooyoung but I rewatched the kid dance relay and the man was so whipped for the kids. I think he has the kink, just because of how much he seems to enjoy skinship (sans kissing). Cannot imagine him declining the removal of barrier between him and his partner.

Jung Wooyoung While I think Woo might entertain breeding, he is not looking for any children at the moment. He's still too much of a kid himself. But Woo screams hopeless romantic and he's willing to try anything to make his partner happy.

The next two might adore kids, but they don't want any for themselves (at least right now). They are incredibly careful when it comes to contraceptive. No breed kinks in sight. ⤵️

Kim Hongjoong He's the super cool uncle, that babies you and brings you all the gifts. but at the end of the day he's tired and ready to return the kids to their parents. He's got every single variety of contraception you could imagine. Latex allergy? He's got an alternative to that.

Choi Jongho Like HJ he has big ahjussi vibes, but the uncle that plays with all your toys and absolutely causes so many problems that he also gets in trouble. He's not as crazy as HJ when it comes to preparation, condoms or birth control satisfy his nerves.

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[intrepidacious]

☆ request guidelines

i'm going to start taking requests for seven sentence drabbles more regularly again!! i've gotten nothing but stellar prompts for these in the past but just for anyone new here i thought i'd give a quick guideline refresher:

please submit your request via my inbox and give me a small prompt (if you don't give me a specific character to go with the prompt, i'm happy to choose myself)

you're welcome to torture me by sending in a prompt that should warrant more than seven sentences

you can send in as many requests as your heart desires but it might take me a while to get to them

my writings are usually x reader but if you specifically don't want that lmk

AUs are very welcome!!! bonus points for historical/fantasy/supernatural settings <3

i'm taking prompts from across the spectrum (fluff/angst/spice) but in general i don't write dark or explicit stuff. that includes a hard no on things like underage characters, noncon/dubcon, bathroom kinks and incest tropes. plus personally i'm not comfortable writing about characters getting cheated on so there's that

i also reserve the right to refuse or reinterpret prompts to fit my vision 😌

��� characters i write for

most requests i've gotten in the past were for steve and bucky and while i obviously love writing both of them, they're not the only characters i'm willing to write for!! feel free to send in anyone from this list:

andy barber [defending jacob]

bucky barnes [mcu]

curtis everett [snowpiercer]

derek wills [smash]

frank adler [gifted]

geralt of rivia [the witcher]

james norrington [pirates of the caribbean]

johnny storm [fantastic four]

napoleon solo [the man from u.n.c.l.e.]

nick fowler [the 355]

pietro maximoff [mcu]

ransom drysdale [knives out]

sam wilson [mcu]

sherlock holmes [enola holmes]

steve harrington [stranger things]

steve rogers [mcu]

wanda maximoff [mcu]

(if your fave is not on the list, i might still write for them depending on the request!! 👀)

[sochilll]

7. Gift + kleinsen

Prompt list

“Hey.” Jared leaned against the locker next to Evan’s.

“Hi.” Evan nodded, digging through a pile of lose papers, looking for a notebook. “Did you finish the project for Paulson?”

“Yeah.” Jared nodded. He had his hands behind his back.

“I didn’t. I still have to do the visual element and…” Evan trailed off, finally noticing Jared’s hands. “Why are you standing like that?”

“Um… I got you something.”

“You got me something.” Evan repeated, closing his locker slowly.

“Yeah. Like… a present. I got you a gift.”

“Why?”

“For… Christmas.” Jared shrugged.

“You don’t celebrate Christmas.” Evan said because he could articulate that better than ‘we’ve never gotten each other gifts why would you get me a gift?’

“Yeah okay. So it’s a Hanukkah present then.” He brought the gift bag out from behind his back and shoved it at Evan. “Or a Kwanzaa gift. Or a fucking winter solstice gift. Who cares? Just take it.”

Evan took it. “Do I open it now?”

“Sure. Whatever. I don’t care.”

“Okay.” Evan pulled out the tissue paper and reached into the bag. He drew out a leather bound book.

“It’s a sketchbook.” Jared said, before Evan could ask. “Cause you’re always fucking drawing on your notes and then I can’t read them when I want to copy. So I just figured if you had this you’d… you’d stop interfering with my cheating.”

He was making a joke to cover up the fact hat he had gotten Evan a genuinely kind and thoughtful gift. One of the most thoughtful gifts Evan had ever received. And Evan was just standing there, staring at the sketchbook in his hands, absolutely and completely speechless.

The bell rang. Jared cleared his throat. “Kay well… bye.” He turned and left.

[arminsumi]

How would AOT boys confess their love in a secret (or not secret, depending on how brave they are) love letter?

So sorry to take so long on your request darling! But I hope it's enjoyable :D

Love letters

Drabble / Eren, Armin, Levi

You work as a nurse in Paradis, and one day you receive a letter from your dearest boy who is off somewhere far away.

Cws; implied secret love affairs, love confessions, fluff, a smidge of angst (?)

Eren's letter

He sent it while undercover in the Marleyan internment zone. It's thanks to Falco that Eren's letter could reach you.

This is what his letter read;

Dear Tulip,

I don't know when I'm coming home, but just know that I will be at your side soon.

I trust that Mr Urchin is taking care of you like he promised me he would.

Being alone here has made me realize that the strange feeling I felt in your presence must have been love. It's disorienting to not have you around.

Your voice brought me more calmness than I realized, and now I miss it.

I can't wait to be at your side again,

Love,

Pigeon

Armin's letter

It's carefully sealed with a bright red wax stamp. The parchment smells vaguely briny, since Armin wrote the letter while aboard a ship.

This is what his letter read;

Dearest Y/n,

I have wanted to write this letter for so long, but my mind goes blank each time I place the tip of my pen on the paper.

It hasn't been long, yet I already find myself missing your company.

I'm not sure when we will meet again, and now I regret not confessing this to you at the goodbye ball. Will you forgive me? It was much too risky to tell you back then. We would have gotten in a lot of trouble for being affectionate with one another...

When will we meet again, Y/n, I wonder?

Until we reunite, I want you to know that you hold the same place in my heart as the sea does.

All my love,

Armin

Levi's letter

Levi wrote this letter in the middle of the night, when only the crickets were awake to comfort him.

This is what his letter read;

Y/n,

The climate around me now is a jarring contrast to last Sunday with you. There are no calm melodies playing from your angelic lips, there are only tight-lipped, tense men in uniforms scurrying around.

I miss seeing you in the hospital. I think you've figured it out by now, since you're pretty sharp, but I used any little wound as an excuse to see you.

You're not to tell this to anyone else, keep it buried in your heart like a treasure.

But I have realized that I am, truly, devoted to you. You can have all of me, or whatever's left by the time I return. (Sorry, I know you hate that joke.)

When I come home, I will hold you tightly my dear.

Vi

I'm giggling at Eren's sign-off, it's so goofy. I wonder who Mr Urchin is?😌

[here2bbtstrash]

✨ it’s jihope month!! ✨

that's right babes!!!!! 🌹 now that it is officially february, the month of loooove, it means the time has come to celebrate my two best boys, whom i love with my whole entire heart 🫠💋❤️‍🔥🫶♎️♒️😘💌🍑🍆🥵

🌹 so what does jihope month mean?? -> essentially, for the month of february, this blog is gonna be all about park jimin & jung hoseok, together and separate!! i will be exclusively writing content featuring jihope, all my fic rec friday reads will be jihope-flavored, and i'm even gonna open jihope drabble requests 🤭

🌹 hold up - drabble requests?? 👀👀👀 -> YES!!!!! the horny drabbles are back baybeeeeyyyyy 😩 for this month only~ there's a post here with the full details!! 😘💌

🌹 i heard something about building a fic?? -> that's right - i got a chaotic bonus idea in the middle of the month 😈 we're gonna build a valentine's themed fic, where y'all will vote in polls to tell me exactly what you want to see!! check out the build-a-fic masterlist here for all the details and the full list of polls!

🌹 okay but why only jihope?? -> bc they're my bias line and i do what i want 😌 - also hobi's birthday is this month, and we've got ~rumors~ that pjm1 will drop in february! and i lowkey don't feel like there's enough jimin/hobi content on tumblr... i'm writing the porn i wish to see in the world, okay?!?!

🌹 but what about LDOMLT?? -> there's a whole update post on that here. shortest version is, if i finish ch11 this month i'll post it! but it may take longer. and i don't wanna hold myself back from writing other things in the meantime!

🌹 how can we join in on the fun?? -> spread the good word of jihope!! 🫶 try your hand at writing one or both of them and tag me! send me recs of your favorite jihope fics (together or separate)! tag me in your favorite jihope gifsets! drop random jihope thots in my ask box! VOTE IN THE POLLS FOR OUR VALENTINE'S BUILD-A-FIC!! the possibilities are endless~ ✨

that's it! hope y'all are excited bc i sure am~ let the chaos begin!!! 😈 and omg a million thank yous to THEEEEE LEGEND!!!!! @kithtaehyung for this insane banner like y'all can we believe?!?!?!? i literally can't stop staring at it 😩💌

[proceduralpassion]

Omg okay as my fellow Marcus Alvarez Enthusiast, I couldn't NOT pop in when I saw you had him on your list!! 😁

Could I get change, embrace, and locked for our king? 😌❤

Congrats on your milestone!!!! 🎉 (It's drabbles-mc btw. 💞)

Thank youuuuu, this one's for all our fellow Marcus truthers 🥰

"You know I've never wanted you to change, right? I love you just the way you are."

He'd been starting to have doubts about bringing you into his world and he wondered if it was better to just leave it altogether.

Meanwhile, you had come to embrace the legacy that he built and you couldn't bear being the person to take him away from that.

"I'd never forgive myself if anything happened to you," his eyes locked with yours, afraid that if he looked away, you'd disappear.

"None of that," you soothed, "It's me and you until the wheels fall off."

Send in drabble requests for the sleepover!

[jjksblackgf]

call me papi

pairing — seokjin x female reader summary �� Seokjin never forgot the day you called him papi. He's been waiting for you to say it again, but since it hasn't happened, he's just gonna have to make you say it. genre — filthy smut rate — 21+ word count — 0.5k warnings — explicit sexual content, explicit language (cussing), unholy dirty talk, degradation kink, choking, light face slapping, not so light ass slapping, finger gagging, penetration, unprotected sex (wrap it up, people!), seokjin being a horndog for some Spanish. a/n — just a cute little drabble for @eatjeanjin and @triviafics as a thank you for sparkling my inspiration with this one 😌 i won't stop thinking about this one for days on end.

“Say it again” Jin said as he pushed his dick deeper inside me. I couldn’t find my voice. I was absolutely absorbed by the sensation of his body on top of me. He held my knees closer to the mattress and apart from each other as he stroked even deeper. Everything that escaped my lips were mangled, incoherent words, sighs and sobs.

“Be the good slut that you are and call me papi again.” I understood the tone of his voice. Impatience. This wasn’t a request, it was a motherfucking demand. But that only made my core tighter. I honestly didn’t know how. I was already at the brink of my third orgasm. I was playing with fire and that only made me want to burn more.

“Look at you being a brat. A fucking tease. You love when I fuck you raw, don’t you?” he spat, beautifully insulting me. One hand left my knee to slap my cheek. My walls just clenched harder against his dick and I moaned again. He used the opportunity of my open lips and suppressed the next unintelligible moan with his fingers, pushing them down my throat. “My little slut, so pretty with your mouth shut” he whispered as I gagged. I could still taste myself on his fingers. He hadn’t been merciful with this pussy all night.

His hips still hadn’t given up with his attempt to absolutely end me. His sweat was dripping from his chin and falling all over my belly already. He grunted some more, calling me his favorite whore. All I could do was scream and moan. I willingly gave him the power to wreck me. His throbbing cock sliding easily inside me was my fault. I should call him papi more often.

“Listen here,” he said “I’ll turn you over, okay? You better use the time to get your shit together and do what I say” he added. And suddenly there was no powerful stroking anymore, no fingers assaulting my throat. I was about to protest, but he just flipped me over, already claiming my hips and smacking my ass. “Now, say it!” he demanded again, teasing the tip of his cock against my flooded core.

“Papi” I whispered, my voice sore from all the moaning. I was still searching for my lungs, and my walls were clenching again, searching for the only thing big enough to fill it. I heard him chuckle darkly, and he smacked my ass again. The burn from his slap would leave me sore, that’s for sure.

“Again” he said, teasing my core again. He slipped his cock inside me again and we both moaned loudly. “Again!” he shouted, slapping me once more.

“PAPI!” I managed to scream. Whined was the better term, my voice was already trailing off as my lungs gasped for air.

“Yes” he hissed as he railed me. He then placed me upright, one hand securing both my arms behind my back and the other choked me. My favorite necklace. He placed his lips against my ear and whispered “Now be a good whore and cum on my dick, will ya?”

[pompompurin1028]

I've decided to distract myself from myself by spamming differenr mutuals with asks...hi my friend 👀

Imagine waking up beside Dazai. Sunshine streaming over his face like liquid gold. His face is peaceful, no shadows of pain and sorrow. Imagine him waking up and smiling softly when you're the first thing he sees, in a way you have never seen him smile before. Imagine how he presses your face against his shoulder and how he nuzzles his face into your hair, mumbling sweet things you can't quite make out. Imagine how his hands wander over your back, legs firmly entangled with yours. Just imagine that he's content and he's deeply lost in this new feeling.

Waking Up Next to Dazai

Summary: For the first time, you wake up before Dazai

A/N: JADE OMG PLEASE IT DOESN'T HELP THAT I JUST WOKE UP WHEN I FIRST SAW THIS😩😖 you planned this didn't you👀😩 But ahhh I love this so much😭😭💕 It makes me feel so at peace and it is so comforting honestly🥺 I died of softness😭 I know this isn’t a request but you literally gave me a brainrot which led me to write a whole fic about this (yes I know, kinda ridiculous haha), I hope you don’t mind😶 Also this is the first time I’m writing in 3rd person in a while so bear with me. But my heart is now content😌

Pairing: Dazai x reader

Genre: Fluff Drabble

Warnings: None just a soft Dazai🥰

My Masterlist

As the bright morning Sun shone through the crevices of the curtains, you found yourself awakening from the bright light that landed on your eyes. Blinking to adjust your eyes to the light and awake yourself from your slumber, you are faced with the ethereal sight of Dazai fast asleep with the sunlight streaming just over his face softly. The sunlight painted his face in liquid gold, highlighting the small smile that dawned his face in his sleep, and the lack of tension on his features.

At this very moment, you knew you've seen something rare as you found yourself studying the present look on his face, trying to commit it to memory. There was something almost otherworldly about Dazai's current expression, you could recall the different faces Dazai have put on, from his usual melodramatic self, which sometimes contains a flash of something darker in his eyes; to the almost empty look on his face that sometimes appear whenever Dazai felt no one was looking. And yet at this very moment, there was no hint of pain, not shadow of sorrow as you gazed at the serenity he displayed before you. Noticing this small change in him, you couldn’t help but smile at the sight and wonder when you will be able to see such a relaxed expression on him once again.

Resisting the urge to brush the bangs from his face as they fall atop of his closed eyes, you continued to observe this sight before you with a warm heart, knowing fully well how much Dazai needed the sleep he was getting at the moment. And at the same time knowing how much this sense of vulnerability meant to him caused your heart to swell with a certain lightness in the enlightening of how much you could possibly mean to him.

“You do know it’s rude to stare,” you heard the familiar voice of your significant other remark in a voice that is so soft it could rival a feather as you saw his eyes flutter open, his lips breaking out into a smile. 

Though it held a similar teasing tone to his usual antics, there was something undeniably gentle about this present moment, perhaps it was the almost lively glint that you saw in his eyes the moment his gaze met your being, or it was the uncharacteristically soft tone of his statement. But perhaps it was the smile that had slipped onto his face just moments ago that held a certain balminess that could rival every bright smile you’ve ever seen that made your heart race yet fill with tranquility.

“I-” met with this unexpected statement and act from Dazai, lost in thought, you paused in your sentence momentarily attempting to figure out what to say.

“I’m only teasing, my love,” Dazai let out a small chuckle before reaching out and wrapping his arms around you in a warm embrace. 

Your legs tangled together firmly as he reached almost carefully for your back and pulled your into a cuddle, it almost felt as though if he touched you too hard you would disappear. Then like he finally convinced himself that you are there with him, you felt him nuzzle into your neck softly, breathing in as if he were taking in this moment with contentment. At this, you felt him mumbling something incoherent into your hair, his breath tickling the side of your neck in a feathery touch. 

“Dazai, did you say something?” you asked, mimicking the tone he used when he first spoke, fearing that if you spoke too loud it would be like a pin popping the balloon of tranquillity that enveloped the two of you.

“Hmm?” Dazai hummed, pulling away from you for a short second, gazing into your eyes you could see the spark in his eyes more clearly now. It felt as though his aura has shifted slightly, and perhaps it was an illusion, but it felt lighter.

“Just how much I love you.”

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[btsrunmylife]

sam dear, i hope you are doing alright and that it's okay to send in a comfort drabble request ♡ i have been struggling a lot with the concept of not being perfect at doing something (almost) right away, especially at my first big girl job (!!!) — that pressure i put on myself has been a lot and it's only week 1 ;_; my mind is gravitating towards hobi here, that quiet yet soft serious side of him? jokes could work but i just know there is that part of him that gets it when someone he cares about is tired and lost in their thoughts ;;;; of course, take your time ♡ and thank you, for everything. i love you ♡

ceeeee!!! hello lovely!!! Let me just say that I can definitely relate to this and it’s why I’ve had to leave it sitting in my inbox for a couple days 🥺 It’s so easy to get impatient with ourselves when we don’t immediately understand something or aren’t able to do something immediately after being shown. But I can assure you it’s normal. There’s a learning period and I hope you find it within you to give yourself that space to learn. You’ll have it all down in no time. You’re smart and capable enough.

Oof, anyway! I’ll stop rambling now and let Hobi do the talking instead 🥴😂 I hope you find comfort in this! Wishing you the best of luck in your big girl job (eeeeek, congratulations!!! I’m so endlessly proud of you!!!!)! 💜✨

I love you to the moon and back, beautiful! Take care of yourself, okay? The world needs your shine and we can’t have that without its source being taken care of. Remember to treat yourself with the same love, compassion, and kindness you give others. 😌 You deserve those things too!

Okay, okay! I’m going! Here’s Hobi  (ﾉ◕ヮ��)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

The Comfort Drabbles — About | Masterlist

It’s not that you don’t know it’s okay not to be perfect all the time. You know, logically, that you’re human, capable of making mistakes and that you can’t be expected to know everything immediately. Can’t be expected to do things you’ve never done before. 

You know these things. You acknowledge them.

But it’s oh so very hard to remember them when you’re in the midst of a new experience and you just…aren’t picking things up as quickly as you’d hoped.

You sigh tiredly into your afternoon coffee, having just unloaded all of the awful truth of your supposed failures of the week to the man across from you. Having taken one look at you when he brought you your lunch for the day, he’d frowned and invited you out to the park, claiming it would be good to separate yourself from the problem. He claimed that the fresh air would do you some good – especially when the alternative was you taking another lunch break, stewing over all the things you still have to learn.

He sits across from you now, on the other side of the picnic table, and purses his lips, his brows furrowing in contemplation. “I think you’re being too hard on yourself.”

Your gaze flicks back up to him, eyebrows raising slightly. “Eh?”

He hums, nodding to himself as he gives it a little more thought. “Yeah, sure, I’m sure it’s frustrating, not knowing how to do all these things yet. But nobody expects you to. You have to give yourself time to actually learn. Would you expect someone who’s never driven a car before to know how to parallel park?”

You blink. “Well, no…”

“Exactly.”

You huff out a sigh. “But I’m not trying to parallel park–”

“It’s the same concept,” he shrugs. “I just think you’re putting too much pressure on yourself. You can’t expect yourself to do something flawlessly for the first time. Sure, that sort of thing can happen, but more often than not, things take time to master. I didn’t learn to dance the way I do in a single day. Jungkook didn’t learn how to box properly without lessons. Namjoon still can’t drive because he’s never learned how–”

You snort out a quiet laugh at that.

His lips tug up at the edges, but his expression falls serious again when he reaches for your hand, giving your fingers a brief squeeze. “Seriously. You’re doing great. You may not be able to see it, but you’re making more progress than you think. Just give yourself time. You’ll look back at all of this and wonder why you were so worried. You just have to trust yourself.”

You feel a bit of relief wash over you, a few of your burdens lifting from your shoulders, even if in the back of your mind the thoughts still circle. You smile, turning your hand over to capture his fingers. “Thank you, Hobi.”

His smile matches yours. “Of course!” He shrugs. “Besides, I know you’ve got this. You’re more than capable. I believe in you.”

And while his words aren’t a fix-all, don’t immediately erase your doubts and insecurities or make you believe in yourself, it makes you feel better knowing that at least he believes you can do it.

Maybe you can succeed after all.

And maybe, just maybe…his faith in you is a sign that you can believe in yourself too.

[sw1mmingfoolz]

✨500 follower event✨

AAAA FIRST OF ALL: THANK YOU ALL FOR 500 FOLLOWERS!!! I WILL NOW PROCEED TO CRY

this blog continues at an exponential rate despite me having a very irregular schedule (blame the narcolepsy lol) and i am ever appreciative! i've met so many lovely people and being back writing has honestly been a happiness i didn't really think i'd ever have again so, i'm pretty sentimental to say the least :')

to celebrate i decided i wanted to do a follower event! however i am incredibly uncreative so... if this is a dry event i sincerely apologize hahahaha

i feel like cute little fluff drabbles are kind of a staple of my blog by this point but they are usually ones i come up with on the spot based on my experiences, so i'm opening them up and turning them to you guys now! so for this event I will be doing more customised drabbles/blurbs!

you can be on or off anon for this!

the rules are pretty simple;

♡ pick a member! of course! it can be anyone from nct, skz or svt, but choose only one! :)

♡ tell me what you want me to write about, something as simple as possible. a detail they love about you (or hate, if you're into that), an inconsequential seeming time spent together that certainly felt significant enough, a general mood, etc. examples include my evening drive drabble with felix, my sleep attack drabble with chan, and 'in his eyes' with minghao - you can be as detailed as you please or as broad as you'd like but i particularly enjoy writing about the seemingly mundane or insignificant, as love often brings those out to feel rather big!

♡ specify if you want fluff or angst! if you don't i will probably write fluff because i am a massive sap lmao

♡ specify the relationship if you do not want an established romantic one! crushes, best friends, even rivals with hidden feelings; there are different kinds of love and i enjoy writing them all! however if you do not specify i will default to an existing romantic relationship :)

request examples!

~~ for your 500 follower event, could i get a fluff drabble with husband!jun about how much he loves the reader's smile?

~~ for the event, could i please get a blurb with seungmin about a chill summer night where everyone is gathered and you're just talking off to the side in your own little world? something fluffy and relaxed :) (a/n: might just write this for myself honestly lmao)

~~ hi! for the follower event could i request a fluff drabble with best friend!renjun about how he realises he's falling in love?

and so on and so forth! allow me to write about the everyday, or hell be super imaginative and give me a fantasy au i'm malleable 😌 check my masterlist for timestamps and drabbles for examples of the kind of writing i am talking about! and if you have any questions go ahead and ask! i love interacting with you all :)

again, thank you all sm! coming onto this blog every day and sharing my writing is a consistent source of joy and i am forever thankful (*＾3＾)/～♡ this event will run until a) i hit 550 or b) i get enough requests, whichever comes first 💞 i will be working on these tonight! these are different to usual requests because i'll actually do them ;)

~ cait 🌼

[pumpkin-stars]

Mirroring

Nathan Bateman/GN!Reader. Fluff

Request: Heyyy 👀 Congrats on your blogversary!! ❤️✨⭐️ I’m gonna put in a request for Nathan Bateman + fluff (maybe involving a cat [reader’s cat?] disrupting his work/sitting on the keyboard/usual cat behaviour) Only if you want to/are comfortable writing that of course!! No pressure 😌 - for @santiagogarcia

I had so many ideas for this that I had to limit myself to just one 🥺

Word Count: 514

Warnings/Content: Nathan is not-so-secretly a lovebug, cats named after people, pet-centric technology.

The seventh of 12 drabbles for my 1 year tumblr anniversary :)

Nobody really understood BlueBook’s sudden release of pet-related technology. But people liked it - most products were instant hits.

The collars with in-built cameras and tracking software, accessible through a secure app so you could see what your cat was doing at any time of day. The wireless SmartFeeder that, again, could be accessed with an app, to release a portion of food to your animal from anywhere in the world. And the wireless usb keyboards - nothing was really new about those on the surface, but they didn’t truly function as a keyboard, instead, as a heated panel for a cat to sleep on beside the actual keyboard being used to work.

All that (and more) was prompted by one email Nathan had sent you about seven months before…

~~

From: Nathan

Subject: fufdck4t dindfg csdw\atis

Th eyhgd’re doh2-binsg ifrt a gd25;aide!n!

You can’t tell what it says but you know exactly what it means, and sure enough, when you check the security feed, Nathan’s staring at you through the camera, unamused as the two little gremlins make a bed for themselves on his keyboard, having walked across it while he typed the email - and likely while he was working on some very important code.

To: Nathan

RE: fufdck4t dindfg csdw\atis

I’ll be right there.

You smile, winking at the camera in the corner of the room before you head to Nathan’s office, not bothering to knock as you walk in, smiling as the cats barely react to your presence.

“They keep wrecking the code.” Nathan complains, “I can’t stop them walking on my fucking keyboard. I get Shithead out the way and then Asshat jumps right in.”

“Alan and Fabio love you,” you smile, “despite their nicknames.”

Nathan huffs, “If they loved me they wouldn’t get in the way of the thing that pays for their food.”

“You’re a fucking billionaire.” You stare at him, reaching out to stroke the furry terrors, “They’re just mirroring you, Nathan, it’s what happens when they love you.”

“Mirroring?”

“They see you with the keyboard and they want to take part too.” You shrug. “Probably because you remind them of their mother.”

“Their mother?” His eyebrows shoot up.

“Your beard. When you kiss their heads - don’t pretend you don’t - it mimics their mom’s tongue.”

He’s silent for a moment, but then he strokes the nearest ear to him, “How do I stop them from walking over the code?”

You smile, “They need their own keyboard.”

~~

And so began seven months of product development, repurposing cameras and trackers from his other products, frantically writing code for the apps to release food, rewiring keyboards to work as mini heaters that wouldn’t overheat.

“You don’t need to mass market them, Nathan.” You remind him, “The boys can be the luckiest cats in the world.”

“Already are,” he grins at you, “Us as parents. They’re living the dream, babe.”

~~

The product launches usually take place in person, but Nathan chose to video call into the conference this time.

By using Alan’s CollarCam while both cats lounged on his desk.

~~~~

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