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Sorry for the Delays

I'm sorry for being MIA once again, uh.. Just went through a break-up with my boyfriend and fiance of five years. He and my best friend cheated on me, together. SO, haha. Not been in the best place to write. As soon as I get pieced back together I'll try writing more. Sorry to everyone who hasn't had their ask or request filled, I still have them and they will come at some point.

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Can you possibly list some songs that suit Ricky and/or Julian, please?

Fandom: Trailer Park Boys Request: Songs for Ricky and Julian

Ricky

🚬 18 and Life - Skid Row 🚬 The Joker - Steve Miller Band 🚬 Hits from the Bong - Cypress Hill 🚬 Loser - Beck 🚬 Jailbreak - Thin Lizzy

Julian

🥃 If It Ain't Ruff - N.W.A 🥃 Overload - Zappacosta 🥃 Alive - Pearl Jam 🥃 Don't Look Back in Anger - Oasis 🥃 No excuses - Alice in Chains

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Any NSFW headcanons for Julian (preferably with a fem or nb s/o) from TPB? You're doing the lords work out here, thank you! 🙏🏻🙏🏻

a/n: I'm sorry I'm so slow, but here you go! Fandom: Trailer Park Boys

Scenario: Julian with their s/o head-canons!

🥃 Let's just say with you, it was just different. Usually, he's going to be calm, cool, and collected. But with you, everything changed. Your personality and your charm just worked on him in ways it hadn't with other women. You made him flustered in certain moments, with just a look or a shift to your body language, he realized how bad he had it for you. That first meeting was one of the most embarrassing moments of his life, after all, he prides himself on being one of the level-headed members of the park. 🥃 Before he actually bites the bullet and asks you out, it's more than a little obvious that he's trying to get in your good favors. Normally, people go to him with their problems or he's trying to do things for himself. But, with you? He's around often, seeing if you need something fixed around the house. He's going to the store, do you want anything while he's out? Is anyone giving you trouble? Julian is going to be a busy body until he finally works up the nerve to actually ask you out. 🥃 It becomes a bit of a problem when Ricky and Bubbles take notice. Naturally, they're going to get involved. Bubbles is reasonable, talking to Julian about you. How he just needs to go on and ask you out. Julian knows that Bubbles is right, but Ricky is ready to go and tell you himself because Julian's acting weird and they have to focus on their current scam, not on how the fuck he's going to approach you. It results in a bit of a fight, just outside of your place. It's an unorthodox way that you might have found out that Julian actually wants to go out with you, but in the end, when you ask him if it's true, he confesses. To say he was relieved that it was out in the open and you accepted those feelings, he's going to mellow back out. 🥃 Now Julian wants you around his place. He wants to talk to you about anything and everything. From the books he's read while in the pen to his dreams for the rest of his life. Dates are going to be a little bit different than before. Oh, he might start with a good date of Chinese food, but there's more to it. He's a bit more thoughtful, he's a bit more in awe of you. He wants better for you, more than he wants it for himself now. Talking to you, being around you, and just hearing your laugh just high-lights how head over heels he is for you. 🥃 There would definitely be some shame the more you learn about him and his past and all of the mistakes he's made. But, he's willing to be a better man with you. Maybe he might cut back on a few things here and there, he might make some exceptions for you he wouldn't make for anyone else. It dawns on him pretty quickly that he wants to better himself for an entirely different reason than usual. He's going to be brimming full of plans on how to actually invest in a future he wants to see you thriving in. 🥃 There's no doubt he'd be physical in his love for you as well. His hands wouldn't stray too far. Arm wrapped around your back and hand on your hip at a party around the park, hand on your thigh as he drives you around town, and when you're home alone those big, rough hands are going to roam wherever you let them. He's partial to coming up behind you and sliding his hands up your sides. Julian can't get enough of figuring out just what places are going to leave you begging for his help. 🥃 Julian is going to want you to move in with him, without a doubt. He's the type of man who wants to provide for you and make sure you're well taken care of in every avenue. It's more convenient and enjoyable if you're right there. There's a certain amount of anxiety that crops up if he hasn't seen you around for a while. He's protective and doesn't want you to end up at the mercy of bottle kids or a stray bullet from an errant gun fight. 🥃 He hates fighting with you. It's a conflict of who he is as a person. Julian hates seeing you stressed or upset, he doesn't like it when you've got a problem and he's the cause of it. But, that doesn't mean he's going to be a pushover either. He's more the type of man who's going to walk away before he says anything

he regrets, telling you he's going for a walk or that you'll both talk about it later. You may need to pursue him on getting any kind of resolution to the issue. If he thinks he's doing something in the best interest for your lives, he's going to go behind your back and either make sure you don't know or he's going to prove how right he was. 🥃 Julian isn't above apologizing to you when he's wrong and he's fucked up. He admits what he's done wrong, he's finally ready to talk it out when he realizes how dumb he was being. Blinded by the prospect of money or doing what he thinks best or solving the many problems in the park, it doesn't matter what it is, because he's going to feel like shit. He's definitely going to be focusing more on spending time with you and making it up to you in whichever way he thinks you'll like best. This man does at least have sense enough to be ashamed of the fight. 🥃 If/When he inevitably gets sent back to jail, he's going to be extra miserable. The letters and calls will be as frequent as they can be. It's definitely a high-light to his bleak time in there to know you're still there and waiting for him. He's going to feel safer, oddly enough, knowing you're there and handling things for him this time around. Visitation is going to be full of his smoky eyes staring you down. Don't be shocked if you receive a letter written with hints of how much he's thinking about you at night and some of the things he can't wait to do when he gets out again.

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Sorry for the Delays

I still have a couple other requests to get to! Had a horrible couple of months. I am still open for requests!

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Hey there and welcome to tumblr!! i’m a huge simp for Julian lol im so happy to see somebody writing for TPB! <3 i was wondering if you could write something involving Julian and a cudding -> confession -> sex sort of situation with a female reader?

a/n: I'm so sorry for this late response! I'd be so happy to!

Fandom: Trailer Park Boys

Word Count: 4,243

Scenario: Julian and Reader have an impromptu cuddling session that results in a confession and subsequently, a steamy encounter.

Julian didn't know how it got to this point, but he wasn't about to complain. Sometimes everything just fell into place, so when you arrived that night at his trailer on a cold, dark winter's night he rolled with it. It was just a mishap, your car breaking down before you were able to get home. Like many people, you came to him with your problem.

Unlike with some other people, Julian was happy to help you out. He didn't hesitate when he stepped aside and let you track slushy snow into his home. It didn't even cross his mind until he was stepping in it himself. Even then, it only made him more aware of your state of dress.

You definitely hadn't intended to be out long, with your short sleeves on and little to no protective clothing. You looked frigid and he had just the remedy for it.

So, you wound up on his couch, wrapped up and sharing a blanket with him while watching some schlocky action film. Nothing he was actually paying attention too. How could he be with you in the room, taking a small sip of his Rum and Coke with that pretty smile on your face.

It was almost like a dream.

"Julian, I really can't thank you enough again. I'm sorry to just drop in on you like this," He'd just gotten ready to go to bed when you'd arrived, but even then, it wasn't any kind of a bother with you around. But, he had to play it cool as he always did.

"It's no trouble, [Y/N]. Stop worrying about it," He reassured you for the fifth time, taking the moment to wrap his arm around your shoulder and squeeze reassuringly. "You couldn't help it, probably the cold messing with your car. I'll get some of the guys to help get it fixed in the morning,"

And there was that damn smile that roped him in from the moment he'd met you. At first he'd just thought he was drunk, but he'd come to learn you were as capable and friendly as you were pretty. You were one of the few people who came around the Trailer Park and helped him and his friends out on occasion.

The situation had gotten twisted up to where it almost seemed awkward to pursue you with how close you'd gotten to Bubbles and Ricky as well. That being said, he was also always in a relationship when you weren't. Nothing really ever seemed right until now.

Now. He had to find the courage to say it, but there was that pitch of anxiety in his stomach, the one he thought he could stamp out in almost any occasion, but you were special. He didn't want to mess this up.

"You're really too good to me, Jules," A damn shiver nearly crawled up his spine when you said that. That and the way you were shaking just sent a small thrill through him.

Were you still cold or were you nervous to have his arm around you? With the way you leaned into him further, it couldn't have just been nerves. You did still feel chilly, so he gently rubbed your upper arm. He wasn't just feeling your soft skin under his rough finger tips. This was just part of helping you.

Man was that stupid, he was acting like he hadn't had his fair share of pretty girls over. But, you were more than pretty, you were beautiful. Classy and sweet.

"Just doing what any good friend would," The word friend had a near sour note to it, not from leaving his mouth, but it just rang oddly. He wasn't malicious about it. It just wasn't right.

"Yeah, right!" There was an awkward inflection in your tone, but he wasn't going to push it. You were probably just more comfortable with being friends after all.

"Damn, my feet are still freezing," You'd complain quietly after a brief silence and Julian reacts without thinking about it.

"C'mere," He reached down to your ankle and grabbed it, gently coaxing your feet up onto the couch. You adjusted to the hold folding your legs off to the side. Your [E/C] eyes are filled with curiosity. He offered a smile before drawing your feet into his stomach, where he was more than warm enough to help bring you up to temp.

"When I was a kid, my grandmother would do this for me when I'd come inside after playing in the snow," He recalled the late nights he spent watching old movies with his grandmother, eating snacks and keeping warm and cuddled up together. Of course, she'd been plenty warmed up from the brandy she'd consumed time and time again.

That sweet smile of yours was back once again, but accompanying it was a pretty blush that colored your face perfectly. He couldn't help his mind when it wandered to a less wholesome thought. What would you look like, red and panting under him? What were other ways you of all people could let him warm you up?

"That's really sweet. She must have been one hell of a lady to raise someone as gentlemanly as you, Jules," You might have been somewhat teasing, but he felt warm from the compliment. She had been as good of a role-model as she could be, doing everything she could for not only him, but for Bubbles as well.

"Thanks, [Y/N]," He patted your blanket covered calf with his hand and left it there for a moment, idly tracing his thumb over your muscle in a soothing manner.

Things got quiet again as you both sat there, watching the screen with little interest in what was going on. Julian was far more focused on how good it felt to have you curled against him and to feel your legs move. You were warming up and you were tantalizingly soft. It was driving him crazy, but he was being good.

You didn't drink much of his Rum and Coke, but you did have a sip or two, just to stave off any lingering cold.

"Julian, can I ask you something?" You'd knocked him out of his thoughts with that soft inquiry. He looked at you and felt his stomach flip, seeing your uncertain look.

"Anything," It was one small word, but he put a lot of feeling behind it. It sat heavy between the two of you for a heart-beat. Time really seemed to slow as he felt the way you were starting to shake again. The way you bit your lip and fluttered your lashes, looking at him with those eyes. It really felt like you told him everything he needed to know through body language alone.

Julian leaned in, his dark eyes searching yours for a solid answer, something more than just the way your body was calling out for him.

"Do you like me, just as a friend?" He wanted to kiss the uncertainty right out of your mouth and swallow it. How could someone as beautiful and amazing as you be so unsure of what you did to him?

"More than that," His words came out softer, rougher as he tried to reign himself in. "Does that make you uncomfortable?" He didn't want to scare you. You didn't have a ride home, it was too cold to walk off. He didn't want to misread what was going on. He was playing it safe.

"No!" It was like you were yelping, like he’d hit you in the stomach with that simple question. It gave away how eager you were and Julian couldn’t help but chuckle when you clasped your dainty hand over your mouth. “No, I’m sorry. You could never make me uncomfortable. Well, not like that,” The words fell from your lips like snow from the sky. “So I do make you uncomfortable?” He was teasing you now, relishing in the fact that you’d made that first move. You’d been the one to bravely ask him just what he thought of you and it made you flustered. You weren’t uncomfortable and you didn’t feel unsafe. Good. He wouldn’t have been able to handle it otherwise. “I like you too, Julian,” Finally, you’d admit it yourself. You’d put it out there that you were interested in him and he was interested in you. It was like that last wall came tumbling down. It made you look bare and vulnerable and unsure. That just made him want to scoop you into his arms and show you just how sure he was of the situation. “So, what now,” You’d asked, looking to him for guidance. Those big, beautiful eyes drew him right in. He wasn’t going to answer you with flowery words, he was going to show you. Julian made slow moves, roping you into him with room enough to say no if you wanted to. His large palms felt right at home, gripping your thighs and tugging you to where you were seated firmly on his lap. That little gasp that left your lips only made him drag you down harder onto him, letting you feel just how much he liked you. “What do you want, [Y/N]?” He felt the way you were shaking against him, the way you tilted your pelvis to align yourself with him. As if he were a virgin again, you had him shuddering with his restraint. He palmed your thighs, rubbing them soothingly. “I-I mean, I want you, Julian, b-but not just, ah,” He couldn’t help but to rock himself up into your core when you admitted you wanted him. There was no missing that you wanted more though, so he stilled, his dark eyes searching yours again, wondering what had you hesitating. “I don’t just want to be a fling,” Of course you didn’t, he didn’t either. But, it wasn’t like he had a particularly strong history of long, stable relationships. He had more one-night stands than he did real girlfriends he’d kept in his life. How could you not see you were different than those other girls was lost on him. Both of his hands traced up from your thighs, jumping to smooth up your arms and to your neck. He savored touching you while he thought about just how deeply he wanted to reassure you. He traced a path up to your neck, where he threaded his fingers into your hair, his thumb resting on the slope of your jawline. You wouldn’t be able to look away if you tried. He met your gaze, dark brows set into a serious furrow. “Never. [Y/N], you could never be just a fling for me,” He admitted, his voice hoarse with desire and love. He didn’t want to give you a chance to respond. Gently, he pulled you into a solid, warm kiss. Your lips molded to his perfectly. Just slightly wet from how you’d licked it only moments before. He poured his passion and love for you into it, hoping to smooth out any worries that he wasn’t dead serious on how much he liked you. Julian pulled a weak moan from you when he pulled away, your lips sticking together for a split second, sending a firework of pleasure down his spine. He wanted to devour you. His big hand cradled your head as he went in for another kiss, mouth opening just slightly to mouth your lips, to trace your tongue with his own. Just the coupling, the breathy noises and moans he pulled from you were drowning out the sound of gunfire from the busted up looking television just behind you. Nothing could distract him from how perfect you felt seated on top of him. How delicious your lips were, how easily you opened up to him. How many times had he dreamt of this? Could he even count the times you’d been at the forethought of his mind when he’d jerked himself off in the shower? Now that you’d both been honest, he could make those wild

fantasies real. “Julian,” Your voice was quaking, full of lust and need that he felt hit right through him. If that wasn’t enough to tell him you needed more, the way you were grinding on his hard cock was. A near growl left the dark haired man as he greedily grasped your ass, hoisting you further onto him. He stood up with ease, the blanket covering the two of you quickly forgotten. Any previous cold having been ripped away by red-hot need. That squeal had him chuckling between your dainty kisses. He easily brought you down that narrow hall, taking just a moment to push you against the paneling to indulge in tasting you. His tongue was more than eager to tangle with your own, the sloppy noises louder still now that you were away from the TV. Back on the move, Julian kicked open his bedroom door, relishing in the way you giggled at how forceful he’d been. Instead of throwing you onto the bed, he moved all the way to it’s edge, lowering you down onto it like you were the most precious thing he’d ever held in his hands. “God, you are beautiful, [Y/N],” Julian rasped as he admired how perfect you looked on his bed, flushed and lips swollen from how excited the two of you had been to do something as simple as kiss. “Julian,” Your voice took a serious tone, your own brows ticking down as you reached up with your now warm hands, letting them rest on his face, thumb tracing along the sharply trimmed line of his beard. “Julian, you’re beautiful too, so handsome. I can’t believe you want me too,” You were gushing, about him of all people. Shaking his head, Julian took your hands into his own, placing a kiss on your knuckles. He allowed himself the chance to really look at you, just as you were. His heart filled with affection for you. For just the way you spoke to him, marveling at him. “I can’t believe an angel like you would want anything to do with a man like me,” Julian’s voice was low and dark as he leaned back in, dying for another taste of you. This time, things went further, his hands roaming eagerly while your mouths met passionately in their own special patterns. He squeezed your shoulders, massaged down your arms and to your stomach. Testing the waters, his thick fingers peaked under your flimsy shirt, stroking at the soft skin of your belly. The way your muscles flexed and you moaned made him take liberties, inching up your ribs to rub smooth, firm circles there. With your last chance squandered through a needy moan, Julian’s large hands cupped your breasts for a firm squeeze, savoring in a moment he’d imagined just a short time ago. Julian swallowed every needy noise you made as he massaged your breasts, his hips rolling down to meet your needy movements. All at once there was too much fabric in the way. You were pulling at his shirt as soon as he move away, pulling it off of his body and revealing his strong chest and shoulders. Just as excited, Julian hooked his thumbs into your shirt, pulling it up and hooking your bra with it, baring your chest to him in one smooth motion, proving just how experienced he was. God, you were a delicious sight. Your breasts heaving in the dim light of his room. Gravity knew what it was doing and it had Julian speechless. Before long, the temptation was too strong, he dove in for another kiss, smoothing over your shy features with a reassuring kiss. His lips were eager to move, leaving a damp trail of kisses down your jaw and neck. He licked at the dip of your clavicle and relished in the way you shook and gasped. Smirking up at you, dark eyes smoldering with lust, he licked a trail to your right breast, nipping at the flexible flesh he found there. Every little sensation was drawing up for the moment he took your nipple into his hot mouth, tongue lapping as he suckled. He made sure your left breast didn’t go unattended, his thick, rough fingers plucking at the pert tip, rolling the bud in between his fingers, toying with you as he enjoyed himself thoroughly. “God, Julian, your mouth is so warm,” You whimpered, egging him on, your legs curling

around his thighs, beckoning him in for more. But, yet again, there were too many clothes in the way. But, he was a practiced man, he wanted to rile you up. There was an art to getting a woman ready. He switched to the other nipple, leaving the right to tighten and harden in the cold air. Your fingers found his normally tidy black hair, mussing up the styling by tugging him closer. “P-please, stop teasing me,” You needed more, that much was obvious with how insistently you rolled up into him. He could feel just how hot and burning you were at your core, the heat between the two of you felt like it was enough to burn the clothes right from your body. Julian chuckled lowly, shaking his head as he pulled away from your breast. His eyes locked onto yours once more and he gave you a dark smirk. “No need to rush, [Y/N]. You’ll be here until your car is fixed after all,” He teased. You looked so cute when your covered your face, no doubt feeling embarrassed for your needy reaction. He took his time with you. He tasted you, licking a path down your ribs and your stomach, coming to the button of your pants. He didn’t take too long to pull off both them and your panties, revealing your glistening petals to the cool air. You groaned at the sensation and he marveled at just how beautiful you were. Thick fingers traced lazy circles into your inner thighs working their way to your core. He wasn’t ashamed as he looked at your folds, the way your clit was already swollen and eager from the bare minimum frotage. His thumbs swiped along the outer lips, pulling them apart, making way for his broad tongue as he licked a line up from your core to your clit, popping it into his mouth swiftly for a change of pace. You tasted delicious on his tongue, tart and sweet all at once. Greedily, he buried his face into your core, his tongue diving into your soft folds. The tight ring of your cunt was no match for him, the muscle pushed as deep into you as it could, the pad of his thumb taking up stroking your taut pearl in tandem with his thrusts. He listened to your moans as he worked you over, dragging more of your wetness out, preparing you for him. And when it sounded like you were just at your apex, he pulled away. “Oh god, Julian,” It was nearly scolding the way you said his name, but he wasn’t going to leave you wanting for long, deciding to instead unfasten his pants, eagerly ridding himself of his pants and underwear. He stood nude in front of you, taking his large, girthy dick into his hands, stroking it slowly at the debaucherous sight of you, of all people, spread out on his bed, all for him. “Please, I need you, I need you,” That could’ve nearly done him in there, just the way you were pleading for him. Telling him you needed him, and god did he need to be needed. The fact it was just in this way was icing on the cake. Not wasting anymore time, Julian’s hands gripped your hips, lining you up just the way he wanted you. He bent over and steadied himself, peppering your lips with kisses as he guided himself in. Already he could tell you were going to be a tight fit, there was going to be some discomfort, but not for long. It didn’t seem like you minded much, with how eagerly your heels dug into the strong muscle of his back, eager to sink him in. His swollen head pushed into you, sinking deeper with one slow push that had him groaning, his head tilting back as he savored the squeeze around his manhood. His free hand massaged lazily at your stomach as he sunk in. You let out the most tantalizing little grunts and moans, soft hisses as your body adjusted to take his massive size. “Soo big,” You whimpered. God if only you knew what you did to him with that tender little voice. He wanted to bury his cock in you forever and stay there until the day he died. Gritting his teeth, he pushed the last few inches in, steadily massaging you while holding himself back. It wasn’t until you tested the fit by rocking your hips back and forth that he finally allowed himself to take pure pleasure in your body. It wasn’t the

slow pace he’d initially wanted. No, as soon as he was in you, he realized how badly he needed this. For every smile and sweet word, he wanted to set a punishing pace. He wanted to completely fold you in half and hammer his way into your body and show just how badly he needed you. But, for the sake of your health, he set a steady pace. He leaned back to look at the place where your body met his and nearly came right there. “Fuck,” He cursed, staring at the lewd way your cunt was stretched out over his cock. “Sit up, just a bit, fuckin’ look at it,” He coaxed you into sitting up, his hand finding its way to the back of your neck again. Your eyes almost glazed over with how eagerly you looked at your coupling. Your plump, tantalizing lip was gnawed at between your pearly whites. Julian drew back his cock with a hiss, his head rolling back again, only to snap to attention, watching the show as he sunk back into your hot, silky insides. “You’re taking me so well, [Y/N]. You’re doing so good,” He grunted out praise after praise, his pace rocking steadily now, your wetness coating him and guiding him in with more ease. Finally, it seemed you couldn’t hold yourself up any longer, instead falling back to moan his name. He doubled over, catching himself again, bracing himself on either side of your head. His pace quickened, he could feel the way his balls slapped against your ass, damp from how wet you were. It made degenerate sounds, slapping skin against skin. It drove him up a wall, almost as much as your blissful expression. He burned the memory of you savoring his cock into the back of his mind, before hooking both of his hands under your knees. With his strength, Julian nearly folded you in half, angling you to where his cock would hit your deepest, most sensitive parts. When he found the place that made you sing loudest, he hammered into it. Not to be ignored, he hooked one of your legs over his shoulder, freeing up a hand so that he could reach between the two of you and work diligently at your little bud. “Oh god, oh god, Jules, Julian, fuck, fuck, fuck! I-I’m gonna cum,” And he could feel it when it started, the way you arched your back, your hips taking a mind of their own, jerking up to meet his deep thrusts. Your walls clenched so tightly around him he could barely pull away, but he managed to keep his pace, drilling into you. “Fuckin’ cum around me, cum around me, [Y/N], just like that, just like that,” He grunted, thrusting so hard he was shaking the bed beneath you, the sound only adding to the symphony of sex. The rush of sticky fluids made him pound that much harder into you. Your crying, writhing form the perfect state for him to hammer at until he felt his own familiar band pulling tight, eventually snapping as pleasure overwhelmed him. He didn’t pull out as his cum filled your tight little body. He empty his balls as deep into you as he could, his pulsing manhood twitching with every stream of the load. He only realized as he began to come down from his high he’d came right against your cervix. He shuddered out another low groan, joining your soft panting in the air. “Fuck, Julian, ah, hah. I love you,” You were unabashed now, looking at him with your dazed look, as if he were a god and not some backwater trailer park boy. “I love you too, so much,” He hung over you, his sweaty forehead coming to rest against yours. He breathed with you, coming down from his high to finally ease out of you, ignoring the mess he made in favor of pulling you into his arms. The air slowly quieted as you both lay there, basking in bliss, warm and naked despite no blanket. It was hard to believe that he’d been uncertain of your feelings for him. Just an hour ago, neither of you had been aware of just how quickly things would go. But, there were no regrets. Only love and a sense of safety.

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The Trailer park boys react to a smol plus size s/o 🥰

a/n: I am so sorry for how late I am with getting this to you! I had a horrible couple of months that kept me away, but I'm back and ready to write!

Fandom: The Trailer Park Boys

Scenario: The Boys and their Small Plus Sized S/O

🥃Julian🥃

🥃 Julian is a strong, tall guy. He's charming, handsome, and has been with many different people over the course of his years, but never with someone with their particular set of short and stacked. For him it's a perfect combination. He finds that they'll fit against him perfectly in all manners and ways.

🥃 Though he doesn't like to admit it, he enjoys being needed. So, with a short s/o he's going to find a particular pleasure in being the one to reach for everything on the top shelf. If he's feeling particularly playful at home, he likes to lift his s/o, despite their squeals and show that plus sized or not, he's more than capable of making them feel lighter than air.

🥃 He'd die if his s/o said it, but cuddling them is his favorite activity. Curling around them and holding them close just feels perfect and right. It fulfills his protective urges and it's comfortable. Just like a puzzle, his short little s/o would be perfect. The extra cushion to squeeze and hold and rest against is more than a little enticing at night.

🥃 When he's proper drunk, he finds he's even more focused on it than usual. He gets a little more feely, letting his hands roam freely and he lets what's on his mind out just a little bit more. From a plump butt to thick thighs he's wandering all over. More than anything, when he's ready to pass out, his s/o is like a walking, talking pillow. So no matter where he takes his drink, he doesn't have to worry with them around.

🥃 If they're ever feeling down about their weight or their height, rest assure that he's going to sit them down and let them know there's absolutely nothing to be ashamed of. He thinks they're attractive and capable in all manners, especially the ways it really counts. He wouldn't just let his words do the talking either. His actions would back him up and he's reassure through heavy touches and slow kisses just how greatly he thinks of them.

🥃 If anyone else brings up their height or their weight, Julian is one of the first ones to clench his jaw and tell that punk to shut their fucking mouth. If they don't he's not afraid to muscle in on them and get them to back off. No one gets to mess with his s/o about either of those things, except himself on occasion.

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🚬Ricky🚬

🚬 Ricky may not be short, but he is a bigger guy all around. With a small and plump significant other, he definitely feels more at home with them than with his ex. His tiny s/o really makes everything seem okay, even when shit hits the fan or isn't all that great. Just being around them and being able to hug and squeeze them makes everything just a bit easier.

🚬 For once, Ricky finally has someone he can enjoy binging out on food with. He really enjoys cooking with them, in all of the creative ways he's learnt to cook while living in his car. Going out on a really good date to the Chinese Buffet isn't a waste like it would've been with anyone else. Over all, he finds life is more comfortable with a short-stack.

🚬 Speaking of comfort, for once someone is a little more comfortable sleeping in his car. Not to mention all of the other risky sexual shenanigans that he can get up to with them. From a more comfortable lay in the back of the car. Really, he feels embarrassed when he does have someone over, but with his s/o it's less shitty, since they're less inconvenienced by the cramped sleeping arrangement.

🚬 Ricky is big on sex when he's in a relationship. So he definitely likes to explore his s/o's body every change he gets. He leaves no soft, plump flesh untouched. Just like everything else, it's easier being with them. Being able to grab and touch and hold a little tighter and harder is a big advantage. He loves the sounds he can make with a properly placed smack or kiss. The post sex smoke and cuddle is made even more comfortable having someone he can hold easily and fills out the space between the two of them.

🚬 Ricky hates admitting it, but he's got serious insecurities about his weight and intelligence, so he's really a pro at talking to his s/o about how they're feeling. He's definitely on the thought of 'fuck whatever other people think of you' train. He's liable to compare himself to his s/o in a self-depreciating way, telling them they have nothing to worry about, especially compared to a fuck-up like himself. He may make a pop-culture reference to Mad Max and Master Blaster. Even going as far to offer a piggy back ride, hoping to opt out to humor instead of their insecurities.

🚬 Ricky is the first one ready to fight anyone, anyone who makes fun of his significant other. No one is allowed to talk shit about them and get out of a fight with him. He's partial to putting someone in a headlock and making them apologize right away. His s/o is the light of his fucking life, one of the few things that has gone right for them, and he isn't about to let any fuck-face say something mean to them.

🐈Bubbles🐈

🐈 Bubbles is average height for a guy, but he's not over six-foot like his two best friends, so that leaves him annoyed more often than not. So, finding a short s/o was like winning a lottery. The fact they're short, cute, and plus-sized ticks off all kinds of things he loves, it was like a match made in heaven. They give him an extra boost of confidence with the size difference alone.

🐈 It is very likely that his s/o would be getting mobbed by his horde of kitties and nothing would endear him more to them than a sight like that. All of those soft kitties on his soft s/o, it'd probably make him want to join the horde and scoop them up along with a kitty or two. His s/o would be the perfect height to tuck under his chin and sit between his legs so he could relax and pet his precious felines in tandem for a perfect night in together.

🐈 Bubbles would be like Ricky in the sense that he'd be more comfortable having a shorter s/o staying in his shed with him. Relaxing in there is a lot easier when you're not bumping your head on the ceiling like Ricky and Julian do sometimes. Not to mention, the perfect height for a midnight ride, even on his bunkbed of all things.

🐈 Being plus-sized actually makes Bubbles feel more frisky than the usual lady-friend he'd have. To have someone be smaller than him in height and still be perfectly soft beneath him? Sign him up. He'd probably be the handiest of the bunch. Being a little more sneaky with PDA, a pinch to the butt and a quick grope here and there along with his unique chuckle. He'd feign like he didn't know what you were talking about if his s/o mentioned it.

🐈 Being self-conscious seems a bit silly to Bubbles when it comes to his s/o. He's going to be the best one at reassuring them. He's frank when he tells them there's nothing wrong with being fun-sized and plump. It made them cute and unique and there's no real sense in comparing yourself to others, because they've all got something that makes them different and insecure too.

🐈 Bubbles would be one of the most persistent in getting someone to apologize for offending his s/o. This man can hold a serious grudge when someone acts like a jerk to the person he loves. From oddly personal and on the nose insults to a wild eyed look. Usually, Bubbles isn't violent, but he certainly isn't going to stand there and let anyone say anything terrible about his s/o without some kind of verbal beat-down.

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Crazy to find a blog that writes for tpb 😭 doing the lords work

There is a GAP in the market and I'm here to fill it. I love me some TPBs, if you got any requests for anyone just let me know. ;)

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Thank you so much for those headcanons. I’m really scared and these helped me feel a little more brave. I really appreciate it and your writing is really good.

I loved the prompt! Keep trucking. It's really tough out there and I completely understand why you're feeling the way you are. I am sending out only the best vibes!

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part I: Naruto Fandom: My Hero Academia Scenario: Shinso and Jiro comforting reader before surgery. 

🎸 Jiro  🎸

🎸 Jiro is definitely the type to go on and ask you what’s wrong. She’s a really good listener and knows that sometimes you just need someone to talk to about things that are going on. So, she’d listen to you talk about your fears and insecurities and would nod along until you were finished. 

🎸 When you’re finished, she’d express her own feelings in regard to what you’ve told her. She’d be very reassuring that things are going to be okay and she’d place a hand on your shoulder and give you a comforting squeeze. She’d let you know she understands and has the same kind of worry, not comfortable with major surgeries herself. 

🎸 Jiro would be the type to keep you company and keep by your side and encourage you to do things you love to do. She might ask if you want to watch a movie together or listen to music and talk about things outside of your surgery and health, just to keep your mind off of it. 

🎸 It would be very embarrassing if her singing was brought up. If you wanted to hear her sing and play guitar to bring you some comfort, she’d oblige. She’d sing some of her favorite mellow rock songs and play any request you might have. If you’re very interested, she might decide to teach you how to play a few chords or encourage you to sing or play an instrument you enjoy. It’s a great activity to keep your mind off of things. 

🎸 Jiro would focus on making sure you were doing all you could to take care of yourself. She’d encourage you to drink more water and bring you healthy, but hearty foods. No doubt she’d go talk to Sato about making you your favorite dessert. 

🎸 Along with making sure you were taken care of, she’d buy you small things that would put focus on keeping your mind off of it. A new album of your favorite music, one of your favorite movies, or maybe a new game. If you have a hobby, she might buy you supplies to help keep you occupied. 

🎸 To the days leading up, she’d definitely be around you a lot more. She’d keep you active, doing anything in her power to keep your mind off of what’s coming. If you want to talk about it, she’s all ears though. She never tries to keep you from talking about or expressing your feelings. She’d ask every day how you’re feeling. 

🎸 Jiro will remind you that she’s going to be there for you, every step of the way. She’s going to help you do whatever you need to get ready for your surgery, whether that’s running errands or helping to keep you on top of doctor’s orders. 

🎸 The day you go in, she’ll be right there with you. She’ll ask questions of the doctors and help you both understand what’s about to happen. She’ll give you a tight hug just before you go in and she’ll make sure you know she’ll be there when you get done. Jirou is likely to go to the gift shop and get you a card or gift to bring up when you come out of surgery. 

🎸 As you come to, you’ll likely hear her relieved voice talking to you. She’d let you know you’d done really well and that things were going to be okay. She’d definitely be there every day while you’re recovering, singing little songs and humming away, just making sure you’re entertained and comfortable. 

☔️  Shinso  ☔️

☔️ Shinso is more than capable of getting the information he needs out of you, as soon as you show the barest hint of discomfort. He’ll talk to you about it, asking questions about what’s going on, he’ll ask if you’re hurting at all and if there’s anything you need. Even if you say no, he’s already got a plan in his head to make sure you’re happy. 

☔️ Expect to see Shinso around more often. He’s going to keep you company as much as you want over the days coming up to your surgery. He’ll keep you talking about anything you want to talk about, always asking questions or being nosey about your interests and hobbies. He’ll probably keep a lot of the conversation focused on you and what you like. 

☔️ He’ll use that information over the next few days to keep you entertained, particularly interested in getting you to do those activities and talk to him while you’re doing this. He’ll express genuine interest and may even partake if it’s something you both can do together.  ☔️ Naps. He doesn’t get much sleep as it is and he might have picked up the habit from his mentor. There is a good chance that one of the things he encourages, is you getting some rest. In fact, why not nap together. Whether it’s him on the floor snoozing in a sleeping bag or sharing your bed with him, he’s going to make sure you’re resting enough. 

☔️ If you’re interested in it, Shinso might read to you before these impromptu sleeping sessions. He’s got a really nice voice to listen to, after all. He might be a bit surprised if you keep encouraging him to talk. It warms his heart and it makes him want to keep you safe and comfortable that much more. 

☔️ Shinso might not bring you the healthiest items you’d like. He might be a little bit more indulgent, bringing things like coffee and snacks, or if you aren’t feeling up to eating, he might find a few things to keep you out of your comfort zone in terms of interests and hobbies. He might drop a puzzle box into your lap or some off the wall book he’d read once upon a time. It’s not all about things you already enjoy. 

☔️ Since Shinso likes cats, you might find yourself with an extra visitor on occasion. A warm fuzzy cat to keep you cozy and occupied. If you’re allergic, you might get a plush toy. If you like to get out and about, he’d suggest riding bikes together or maybe even take you riding on his own around town. 

☔️ Shinso might be a little protective of you. If someone is bothering you or wearing you down or just making you uncomfortable he’d make them leave, one way or another. He just wants to make sure no one is bothering you and that you aren’t annoyed during the days leading up to your surgery, he doesn’t want you stressed. 

☔️ Shinso doesn’t talk about it or make a promise to be there, mostly because he thinks it’s expected. He expected to at least. He’d make sure you were doing everything you were supposed to before surgery, no eating and take your medicine, clear liquids only.  He’d come with you to the hospital and give you quiet reassurance and a small smile, letting you know he’d be there for you when you were done. 

☔️ He’s pretty calm and collected in the waiting room, but his visible relief when the doctor comes out is telling. He worries about you, and all of that time he spent with you leading up to your surgery were really good ones. He walks a little bit faster and his head is held a little bit higher when he goes into the back. The first thing you’re greeted with is a happy grin and a bit of quiet talk to get you a little more oriented. 

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Hi, I was curious if you’d be comfortable writing any Naruto or MHA characters comforting someone who is going to need surgery. I have one coming up and i’m really scared. If it helps my favorite Naruto characters are Naruto and Sakura and my fave MHA characters are Shinso and Jirou.

Thanks a bunch if you take this on. It means a lot

a/n: Thank you so much for being my first ask! I'm sorry to hear you're going into surgery and I know the feeling, it's terrifying no matter how big or small. I'll do both, but separate! You've got this! part II: My Hero Academia

Fandom: Naruto

Scenario: Naruto and Sakura comforting reader before surgery.

🍥 Naruto 🍥

🍥 While he might not know what's wrong right away, he does immediately know that you're worried about something. If you don't tell him what's up, he might pester you at first until you tell him what's going on, so that he could fix the problem for you or help you solve it yourself.

🍥 When Naruto hears your explanation about what's going on, he understands exactly why you're worried. Many of his friends have had to go to the hospital for both minor and major things. He even has people he cares for, like Kakashi, actively avoid undergoing treatment if they possibly can.

🍥 Naruto would be confident in telling you it's going to be okay. He'd probably talk to you about his own experiences going to Konoha's Hospital to get patched up after missions or terrible training sessions. There would be a lot of empathy and that classic Naruto smile.

🍥 If you were feeling up to it, he might take you to Ichiraku Ramen to have some delicious ramen, it does a lot to warm people up and make them feel comfortable. If you weren't able to go out with him, he might haul some of his favorite instant Ramen to your room and sit with you, eating and talking.

🍥 Not up for eating? That's fine, because Naruto content to sit about your room and talk to you for as long as you'd like. His favorite topics are his training, ramen, and how everyone in the village is doing. Depending on your hobbies and interests, he might urge you to talk to him about them and maybe snoop around your room or house to keep you entertained.

🍥 As the days approach to your surgery, Naruto himself might become a little antsy too. He's confident you're going to be okay and that it'll all go well, but he's worried about you and how you're feeling. He hates seeing you upset and not being able to do much about it.

🍥 There is one thing he promises though. He's going to be there when you're going in to surgery and he's going to be there waiting for you when you come out.

🍥 On your scheduled day, Naruto holds onto that promise. He makes a lot of jokes and would keep you talking and occupied on him and all of the things the two of you could do once you're all healed up, up until the doctors take you back.

🍥 The worry will be obvious to anyone who comes by. He's going to be tapping his foot, squirming, and waiting for hours without leaving the waiting room. He's going to be there when the doctors tell him you're coming out.

🍥 As soon as you're out, he'd be the first one there as you're coming to from the anesthesia. He might tease you a little as you're still disoriented, but that toothy grin is the first thing that's going to greet you when you come out of surgery.

🌸 Sakura 🌸

🌸 Being a Medic herself, Sakura is probably going to the best equipped for helping you understand what's going on and is possibly the most reassuring. She's extremely confident in letting you know everything is going to be okay and your body will know exactly how to heal up after surgery.

🌸 Sakura has seen a lot of really bad things, thanks to her occupation. She's seen the amazing feats the human body is capable of. She won't share anything exact, but she might quote a few statistics at you and possibly explain what's going to happen. Empirical data is what comforts her, so she thinks that might help you.

🌸 If that isn't your cup of tea, she might make you a cup of tea and make sure you're comfortable. She'd be very concerned about you being comfortable. We're talking fluffing pillows and making sure you're resting and relaxing. Stress is the worst thing for the body and she wants to distract you.

🌸 To keep your mind off of what's going on, she'd likely read to you or talk to you about the gossip around Konoha. She may go off on a tangent or two about how reckless Naruto is or how Sai is getting on her last nerves.

🌸 On top of spending time at your side, she'd probably be likely to spoil you with treats or gifts, little things to talk about and to give you things to look forward to. She'd make plans with you for after your surgery, showing you just how certain she was you'd have a healthy and safe recovery.

🌸 Sakura will tell you she'll be with you every step of the way, from the moment you have to begin fasting and taking Bisacodyl (or other respective medicine), she's going to help you deal with the discomfort of the entire situation.

🌸 Sakura would definitely give you a big hug right before going back into the operation room. She'll smile and squeeze your shoulders, letting you know everything was going to be okay and that she's going to be right there waiting for you.

🌸 As soon as you go back, she's just fine, sitting there waiting for you. Unlike Naruto, she's just fine going to get a snack at the cafeteria or using the rest room. She just gets comfortable with a book.

🌸 When the doctor comes out and informs everyone of the surgery and its success, she'll be right there with your loved ones. She'll help coax you out of the anesthesia with simple small talk, she'll make sure you feel safe and comfortable.

🌸 After your surgery, she'd definitely be there helping you out as you heal. She'd have all kinds of advice and solutions to any of your post-op issues.

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❤ Open and Accepting❤

❤ Introduction Hey! My name doesn’t matter, what matters is that you know that I am 21+ and I’ve been writing and roleplaying for a decade and a half now! Crazy how time flies. Like many of you I’m here to simp for fictional characters. I got a type, but I’m here to write for anything I know about. Don’t be shy, I don’t bite. 

❤ What I’m Writing

I want to write things for you and myself!

| Canon x OC | Canon x Reader | One-Shots | Head Canons | Imagines | ❤ Fandoms I’m Interested in Writing For

| Naruto | My Hero Academia | Inuyasha | Tokyo Ghoul | Bleach | Death Note | Hetalia |

| Undertale | Stardew Valley | Fallout 4 | Dragon Age: Inquisition | Skyrim |

| Hazbin Hotel / Helluva Boss | Invader Zim | Villainous | Superjail |  |Transformers G1 / Prime / Animated|

| Friday the 13th | A Nightmare on Elm Street | Scream | Hellraiser | IT | The Boy | Texas Chainsaw Massacre | Halloween | Dead by Daylight | Saw |

| Trailer Park Boys |  |The Dark Knight Trilogy | Harry Potter | 

❤ Subjects that I am comfortable with and uncomfortable with under the Keep Reading.  BEWARE OF TRIGGERING CONTENT: READ AT YOUR OWN RISK

❤ Yes

| Fluff | Angst | Horror | Gore | Cute | Sweet | Domestic | Yandere | | Drugs | Alcohol | NSFW | Non-Consensual | Arguing | Fighting | Verbal Abuse | | Physical Abuse | Kissing | Cuddling | Romance | Heart-Ache | Fear | Love | Hurt/Comfort | Tsundere | Silly | Humor | Families | Pregnancy | Size Difference | Personality Difference | Strong | Complicated | And More! | ❤ No | LGBT+ Phobias | Racism | Bestiality | Bathroom Play | Snuff | Vore | Furries |