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OMG!! I had my schedule shortened so I’ll have more time with myself and school ! I’ll start doing a couple of the requests as well! (Is it me or is the tnmn fandom dying?????)

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Honestly I can see Nacha and Francis almost having a similar height, I just see him w a partner that’s just slightly taller or shorter than him, or the same height. Nothing more nothing less 😭

TNMN (possible) heights hcs

Well, here they are, these are just a sort of estimate of how tall I imagine them to be, nothing *too* rigid (except for Robertsky who I declared him to be the tallest one).

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Omg I'm happy you're doing Franics one-shot how can I milkman like him be so attractive ( JK love him too )

May I request

The reader ( female being a florist and always brining flowers to Francis everytime he delivers milk but the reader also hides because she's embarrassed about one day he'll know the flowers is from her. Maybe some spice when Francis finally encounters reader and makes her fill the needs she had for him?

Very optional

Thank you so much 💗^^

x. confessions, confessions

pairing : Francis Mosses x Fem!Reader

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FLUFF

“Must say the flowers are blooming vibrantly this spring.”

Francis appreciatively yet flatly commented as he looked at the pots of flowers that brightened up your porch, adoration seen through his eyes. He always looked forward to delivering her milk just to end up becoming fixated at the bright blossoms. His head turned, the bags under his eyes looked subtly darker than last time when you looked back. You could only feel your heart warming and thumping against your rib cages at his compliment. As simple as it sounded, it fueled your motivation to garden more.

“Thank you kindly, I have always loved gardening after all.”

You replied in a light tone, a small grin curling into your lips before he returned the gesture. The corners of his mouth curling in a gentle smile before he then handed the small wooden crate of cold, milk-filled bottles.

“Here you are, Ms. [l/n], it’s a pleasure to chat with you.”

Ever since that interaction you didn’t deny the sudden attraction you developed towards the neighborhood’s milkman. You always looked forward to his deliveries in the morning, finding excuses and tasks to be out on your porch so you or he could initiate a small talk between the both of you. Often times you were the one to start the conversations, whether it's about something small like how each other’s mornings are going, or her flowers. Nothing a bit too personal.  As time passed, the attraction toward the milkman deepened. Each new day brought with it a growing desire to connect with him. The mornings found you in your garden, carefully selecting the freshest blooms. Throughout the day, you tended to these delicate flowers, ensuring they remained pristine and free from any imperfections. As evening descended, you carefully removed any bruised petals or damaged stems, making sure it was perfect in order to catch his eye before you began arranging the flowers into a small arrangement.   The first time you attempted this, you were mostly anxious when it came to handing it to him. Thankfully the apartment units weren’t quite crowded. To be fair, there was only one apartment unit and a small number of residents living inside. Arriving upon his doorstep, with the vibrant bouquet of fresh blossoms from your garden in one arm, your free hand shakily reached the doorbell beside his door. Your stomach fluttered within your body, a sudden rush of trepidation washed over your body. What if he turned you down? Would he really be harsh on you? Doubts lingered in your mind, pressuring you into backing away. Maybe you were being too fast, perhaps?

The decision was soon made, you chose to back down from your initial plan. A disappointed sigh escaped your lungs before you bent down to place the arrangement on his doorstep. Giving it one last glance, praying that he could take the hint and perhaps reciprocate the fondness she had felt since their first interaction.

Days have soon passed and it has been a couple months after you first dropped off the first bouquet you made for him. It has started to become a bi-weekly routine. She picks the freshest flowers in her garden out in her backyard, experiments with the different colors and which flower went well with the other. You couldn't forget the foliage as well. Mixing a good variety of eucalyptus, fern and other kinds of greenery that enhanced each bouquet's visual appeal.

Soon you heard the familiar rhythm of the milkman’s knock against your door. Indicating he arrived for your weekly milk delivery. You quickly hurried in your bedroom. Hastily touching up the last bits of your skin prep and makeup before opening the door, greeted by Francis with a subtle yet warm smile in his lips.

“Mmmm, mornin’ ms. [l/n]” He hummed out whilst handing the small crate of milk to her. Replacing the old and empty ones from the last delivery. You gleefully grinned back, your heart pounding from the interaction currently happening between the both of you.

“Say, these flowers sure look awfully familiar to the ones I keep seeing by my door.” Francis blurted out once his tired eyes caught onto the rose bushes and pots of various flowers. Suspicion raising within him as he slowly caught onto the hints before he turned his head again. You could see his fatigue in his eyes melt away just a little bit. His temperature rising slightly, same to you as well right after it seemed like he figured it out. How long did it take for that lightbulb to finally flicker in his head?

You gave a sheepish chuckle, a bit tongue-tied. You weren’t quite sure what to reply with or react to that. “What makes you think I was the culprit?” You try to scoff, appearing more offended but the subtle red hue that danced on your cheeks said something else.

“I don’t think I mentioned anything about accusing you of leaving them behind.” His chuckle was low and deep. Before you could respond your hand soon met his as he took it. His palms were rough and calloused from years of work. Gently bringing your knuckles up to his lips, he gave a light kiss before pulling away with a grin. “Although, I’m not complaining.” Heart rates soared at that point, meeting his gaze once more.

He cupped your chin right after, pulling you closely until your chest was right against his. Neighbors be damned, he could care less if they saw. Breaths mingled once noses brushed. Both of your temperatures rising further before your lips met in a slow yet heated kiss. Francis’s hand gently cupped your cheek while your hand rested on top of his. Clearing any doubts by reassuring you with a simple gesture of affection.

To what felt like hours, you both pulled away. Heavily breathing to cool yourselves down before Francis started. “How about I come over in an hour after my shift?” He whispered against your ear before he smiled and walked back to his truck. Leaving you all flustered yet relieved.

Waving goodbye, you quickly went back inside your home to prepare yourself. Blood rushing with excitement while you got ready for the eventful night.

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*snores*

[3nlivenning]

😭 i have plenty of fic ideas if you need them but all of them have male or gender neutral readers but if you dont mind that and still want 'em i dont mind sharing

Yes I am okay with male or g/n reader fics!! (My fics are usually 2nd person so it shouldn’t be hard^^) so don’t be afraid to ask for male, female, g/n reader fanfics <33

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Ain’t no way I saw kooleen somehow whitewash a white man 😭

Some of y’all are doing the same shit too it’s insane

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I need more reqs 😓

Currently I’m working on my other request before I work on more oneshots but plaplsllslslslzll give me more Francis thingsgzgzgh

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if you want oneshot requests for the milkman i have one! Doppelganger Milkman constantly teasing and flirting with the male Doorman/Reader after finding out that they have a massive crush on the (real) milkman, who doesn't feel the same

x. shitty shift

doppel!francis > m!reader > francis

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FLUFF (?)

maybe somewhere in the middle

You murmured to yourself as you heard footsteps nearing the subtly dirty window. Your eyebrows already furrowing once that annoying doppelgänger of Francis popped up again. This guy has been trying to swoon you ever since you got hired. You thought it was just a part of the character to distract you, but it’s starting to sound genuine.

You pick up your clipboard and immediately marked an ‘X’ at the obvious bloody appearance. An eyebrow raising when your eyes met his through the window.

“What’s with your appearance?” Gee, you wonder what the answer will be.

‘Francis’ only gave a sly smirk, his head slightly tilted down to meet your annoyed gaze. He swore he could feel his nonexistent heart pounding in his chest.

“It’s a new addition to our merchandise, scarlet milk?” Francis started off, leaning in closer to the point that his breath lightly fogged up the glass that separates the both of you. His grin only widened while his fatigued eyes darkened with lust.

The doppelgänger’s voice grew husky as he shot his shot again. “Wanna try it? Straight from the source?”

“I got a plenty~”

Gross. You only gave him a disgusted look before your knuckle immediately collided with the red button beside the window. Red lights flashed throughout the whole room while the metal barricade slammed in front of you. Dialing the DDD through the rotary phone to report the clone that doesn’t stop harassing you.

A few minutes go by and the metal barricade folded back up, revealing another worker on the other side with the hazmat suit on.

“Cleaning protocol completed.”

They spoke gruffly before walking away. Leaving you alone in the area.

You listened to the clock ticking, watching as minutes pass by. Only an hour left before you can finally clock out. Today is payday too, so you reminded yourself to get your check before you leave.

Footsteps echoed through the hall and the clinking of empty glass bottles were heard. Your heart jumped, oh it could be none other than him!

“Mmm… good morning.”

Francis hummed out as he slipped his entry request and his I.D. Through the slot under the window. You tried not to shake too much while your heart was beating rapidly. His tired eyes on you felt so exhilarating yet overwhelming!

“Morning, Francis.” You muttered out and felt your cheeks rise in temperature.

Trying to keep from tripping yourself up, you look through the list or neighbors that should be expected, but Francis wasn’t there. Could it be another doppelgänger? It couldn’t be since his appearance is similar to the real one.

“Hmmm… how come you’re not on the list, Francis?” You start off, glancing up from your list and the clipboard you held.

Francis seemed confident in his answer, but at the same time it wasn’t really shown from his exhausted expression. “Mmm, I had to take someone’s shift this morning since they couldn’t make it. You can even try calling my apartment.”

Well… he was right. No one did answer the phone.

As soon as you gave his papers back, you tried to make small talk as your hand reached the button to unlock the door. Plus, you have been planning on asking Francis on a date… so you wrote a little note on his entry request. The neighbors get a new one anyway when they have to leave.

You took a deep breath while he gathered his entry request and I.D.

“So, any plans tomorrow? It’s Saturday after all.” An awkward smile crept up in your lips as your cringed on the inside.

“Mmm, just work.” Francis didnt even shoot a glance once the door opened. His footsteps fading away. If only you could shrink into nothingness right there.

An hour finally passes and you clocked out of your shift. You still haven’t fully recovered from that awkward interaction… is this man truly oblivious?

It didn’t take that long to get the answer as you walked down the dark sidewalk. Making your way to the nearby trash beside the wooden bench.

You were about to throw the small wrappers in your pockets from the small snacks you ate during your shift, but something did catch your eye.

Nothing made you feel more embarrassed at the answer you didn’t expect.

You cringed at yourself once again, staring at the Francis’s crumpled up entry request with your phone number written at the front of it.

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This is a very new topic so BARE WITH ME

Ive never made a fanfic where like (this character) likes > (reader) likes > (another character) so it was interesting!

I did rush the end a bit since I needed to sleep and I’ve been working hella shifts this week 😓

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No bc Francis wouldn’t do that shit 😭😭

god damnit this fandom has existed for like a month and there are already so many disgusting illegal incest and pedo fics and nobody is talking about it id say this is why I hate ao3 (which yeah it is) BUT THERE'S STUFF HERE TOO!!! WTF

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IDK man,

does it just kinda put anyone else off when a piece has a giant "IF YOU ARE ___ ALIGNED DO NOT INTERACT" ? Obviously, a writer is entitled completely to their piece and who has access to it, -- but it sometimes just comes off as really hostile. As a man myself, I completely understand how infuriating the lack of m!reader fics is and i'll continue to cry on that hill until the day I die >:(

Still, seeing those few gorgeous m!writers having big 'NO FEM!ALIGNED ALLOWED!!!' signs just make me sad, -- it's not the readers' fault most x reader fics are predominately fem aligned, and it just really only seems to serve to further widen the already big gap between the two kinds of readers-- which is NOT needed. Personally, even if it they aren't the intended audience, -- yet they still wanna read even knowing your work doesn't cater anything to them, -- then I believe people should be able to enjoy every piece of fiction. It always makes me so happy when I get a variety of genders (fem + m + other) enjoying my m! works, knowing that my writing was enough to outweigh the fact that the piece objectively didn't serve any purpose to them as non m! readers.

Goes both ways too, fem! reader fics barring m! aligned readers from reading is the exact same.

I'm a firm believer in creative reading freedom, - if a fem identifying / non-binary reader wants to pretend they have a massive dick, or even just a strap-on, -- then that's fucking awesome, go for them. Normalize people of all groups experimenting and enjoying varied pieces of literature.

And fellow m readers? I see you my brothers and I will continue amping up production of x m!reader fics 😈😈😈 🫶🫶🫶

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He’s so 😻

sketch of francis :)

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x. usual routine

THIS IS AN APOLOGY DRABBLE

It has been quite a bit since I last posted the prologue of the short fic I’m making and I’m trying my best to get to the requests, so here’s something short just to add while I’m still working on the other oneshots and chapters! ^^

(pls fill my request box thank you 😓😓)

FLUFF (kind of suggestive though?)

pairing = fem!reader x Francis

I.

The sound of the springy bed squeaking roused you from your slumber. Your eyes, still sensitive to the surroundings, narrowed as you tried to wake yourself up. Seeing your vision still slightly blurry, but Francis’s figure beside you is already getting up from his spot on the bed. His toned, exposed back had red scratch marks all over. Right, you both had a steamy night last night before bed.

“Francis…” You softly called out. Your voice still a bit hoarse but had a gentle touch to it. You were still half asleep, your eyelids still heavy but your brain was slightly conscious.

Silence only responded until footsteps were heard padding towards the bed again. Then you felt his weight of his knee on the bed right behind you. Francis leaned down to gather you in his arms, nuzzling your bed headed hair and breathing in your scent. Spooning you from behind.

“Mmm?” Your husband hummed quietly into your hair. His calloused hands gliding up your body, slipping beneath the hem of your silk sleepwear.

That definitely woke you up. A satisfying shiver ran up your spine before you pressed your back against his exposed chest. Letting out a shaky sigh of relief. You heard his chuckle and felt rumbling in his chest as he did so.

“You’re making it difficult to leave the bed,” You whined and complained without having the intention to act against it. In fact, both of you wanted to veg out on the bed and just be in each other’s warm embrace.

“As much as I want to join you, m’lady, I have deliveries to tend to.” The milkman smirked and playfully nibbled on your ear, causing you to squeal a little before he hopped off the bed and walked to the bathroom to clean himself up. He was already running late.

“Oh you devil!”

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after care with Francis

these are my head cannons of what Francis would do after y’all did the deed ❕

SEMI-NSFW

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dom!Francis Mosses

He would definitely, 100% clean you up first before he cleans himself

this man is definitely a gent for sure, like imagine you both did more than one round, of course his and your cum will be all over ur thighs and he will get the towel to clean your sweat, tear stains and drool stains off of you.

and he’ll even carry you to the bath if you wanted to bathe.

But if he bit too hard, or went hard on you in general. He’s gonna start babying you. Not in a way where his voice becomes high-pitched and talks to you in a weird way. What I mean is he’s gonna treat you like you’re his princess!

He’s definitely going to snuggle you no matter what

after cleaning time he’ll immediately grab you by your waist or hips and he’s gonna cuddle you in bed.

He’s definitely big spoon.

He’ll definitely sweet talk to you too. Like Francis will be praising you, calling you basic nicknames. But when he’s really tired, his praises will be a bit short but still meaningful. IDK IF THAT MAKES SENSE AT ALL—

He can get needy

yes, he can get very needy. He’ll be a bit whiny about it too. Especially when it comes to kissing him and cuddling with him.

Whenever you’re both finished with morning sex and you remind him that he needs to go to his shift, he’s gonna complain.

Then he actually gets late at work.

Mastered caressing

he can’t keep his hands off of you. Not at all. His hands will be all over your ass and chest(specifically the nips) whenever you’re cuddling with him in bed.

Other than that, he’ll make sure no place is untouched!

When you didn’t orgasm

he HAS to make you cum. He wants to. If he didn’t succeed at that he’ll feel very guilty and selfish (poor Francis 😓) and he’ll do ANYTHING to make you orgasm.

He’s most likely going to eat you out instead, and he’s not gonna go hard at it(unless you ask him to). Francis is gonna be sensual and attentive with it.

And he’s gonna put that nose to use 🙇

When he doesn’t orgasm

he’s not gonna be upset about it that’s for sure, and he’s not going to make you do it if you’re not up for it. What he’ll do is probably jerk off.

But that’s gonna be less likely, unless he’s hella exhausted. Then he’ll be dozing off with a massive boner 😭

That’s all for today! I do have a lot of hcs when he’s in bed with you (I might try to list them off from A-Z) but that’ll be on another day!

Remember to ask for requests for some one shots (PLEASE🙏)

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i. coffee + milk

ART CREDS = rhroup_ on instagram❕

PAIRING: Francis Mosses + Fem!Reader

xtra: modern-ish au, no dopplegangbangers

FLUFF

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6 o’ clock in the morning and it’s already this busy? Is what the fatigued milkman asked himself. He only sighed inwardly while he tried to find a nearby parking spot to the café he was going to deliver dozens of crates to. Pretty sure he should be able to handle when it comes to delivering a large amount of milk crates to the cafe. He’s been shipping it to them for quite some time after all, although right after he just got out of bed? Not quite a great idea.

Finding a nearby parking spot, he got off of his truck. Loading at least two stacks of half dozen milk bottle crates into his trusty utility cart. Francis kept the truck running to keep the rest of the dairy inside refrigerated.

ding!

Notified the baristas and supervisors of his arrival as soon as the door swung open. His back facing them as he pulled the cart inside the establishment.

Patrons quickly made way for him, eyes immediately on him. Francis did try his best to mind his own business but it was challenging with all the extra eyes on him.

It took a good thirty to fifty minutes finally loading up their order of milks. Making sure the manager signed the paper on his clipboard to verify their delivery. Before Francis turned around to leave the walk-in fridge, the manager offered.

“You know, you’ve been working your ass off every delivery. Don’t you want a coffee and a pastry of your choice?”

You start off, your eyes subtly scanning his face. His hooked nose and the dark bags under his eyes definitely didn’t go unnoticed to you. This man definitely did more than work his ass off.

Francis tilted his head down slightly to meet your gaze, holding the eye contact while his mind took its time to make its decision. As much as he wanted to get back to his routine and drop off the rest of the shipment to other houses, he couldn’t deny the offer.

“Mmm… why not?” He replied, giving his broad shoulders a small shrug. “After my shift.” The milkman added before he tipped his hat slightly in farewell before proceeding to make his way back out into his truck.

With that you got straight back to work. Swiftly yet carefully moving around the busy area to quickly lighten up the other baristas’ loads. Taking some orders and ringing up their numbers once their drinks are ready to serve.

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>> okay this is the FIRST chapter, it will be longer I promise 🥲🥲. Also it’s been years since I wrote a fanfic so BARE WITH ME 😭😭 I will probably be writing some oneshots and maybe some smut ermrm

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what u need to know!

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HI so as you can see at the description of my account, this is a fiction account, mostly based off of what I am currently hyperfixating

ALTHOUGH I will try to make fanfics from other series or shows, but JUST BE AWARE I will probably not get to it immediately.

SO HERES MY CURRENT FANDOMS::

That’s Not My Neighbor

Veil

Spider-Man: ATSV

Sonic

Genshin

I know this isn’t a lot right now but I am working on trying to join other fandoms! I will be updating this blog once in a while so do keep an eye out if you can!

Now let’s get straight to the boundaries below, shall we!

what I will take!!

Gore

Violence

Angst

Fluff

One shots

Enemies to lovers (my FAVE)

Ur hcs! (I will write about them as long as it’s not within the “what I will not take” list)

SMUT (if that makes you uncomfortable feel free to block)

what I will NOT take!!

R@pe

CNC

Incest

Ped0philia

Zo0philia

Racism stuff

IF my list of boundaries disappoint you, then block me (it’s that simple)