#(whoops that means extra long cuddles for you and boy does he like to take long naps and wrap you up tight so you don't go anywhere)

[naffeclipse]

What if Eclipse from AP was a naga? And this took place in the deep jungle of the amazon, where photographer y/n is trying to take pictures of the wildlife?

I'm vibrating at the speed of sound over this ask while also nudging my naga au

Naga Eclipse from AP would have the tail of a Green Anaconda, with an olive green scaly color dotted with black, framed by burning-like flares of orange along the length of his slithery body. He's also decorated with orange-yellow striping on either side of his long, slipper form. His upper half is scaley with a lithe deadliness to his musculature and decorated by frills surrounding his head with brighter orange-yellow colors, almost hypnotic in their gradient hues. One eye is deep emerald green, and one is midnight blue.

Lucky you—you're out on a once-in-a-lifetime expedition to explore a jungle closed off to the public, funded by Fazco, and occupied by two researchers who will be your bunkmates for the next few weeks. You're itching to take photos of the large river, including swamps, marshes and streams, and whatever wildlife is out there.

The few locals you did meet before you left to hike the rest of the way to what would be your new, isolated home warned you of a dangerous snake—a large, mythical beast. You take note of the local folklore. You understand the truth is hidden in there somewhere, and you are well aware of the dangers and diseases you could be met with in such a harsh environment, but you're determined.

It doesn't take long for you to feel eyes watching you when you first venture out by yourself. You take beautiful pictures of freshwater fish, big and beautiful, unlike any you have ever seen. Of course, you have hundreds of snapshots of the local flora, the trees, the floating meadows, the thick vines that drape each branch and hang thickly about the ground. You almost forget that you eerily don't feel alone.

But you swear something moves in the water—the ripples stop as soon as you look. The stillness is suddenly stiff, lifeless. Even the birds have stopped chirping.

You lower your camera and carefully put it away. A trickle of fear slips into your heart. You turn away from the river's edge only to be met by a low hiss and a creature, unlike anything you witnessed in your travels, spooling itself neatly out of the water, blocking your path to the base. An incredible creature with long arms and a great, serpentine tail that seems to stretch for yards and yards. You can hardly breathe in his presence—he's otherworldly with his frills and scales and fangs.

His eyes contain a mesmerizing shine as if staring into a fire as it burns or watching the ocean as it laps up against the beach, drawing your attention, demanding you don't look away. You couldn't anyway. Half-frozen, you struggle to keep from collapsing. He beckons with a sharp talon. He hisses softly for you to come closer, mouse. He wants to see you. You try to beg no without revealing how terribly you tremble. He doesn't let you go. He insists. His eyes flash with an allure. You almost step close when he murmurs that you need to be good.

But then your sense of survival kicks adrenaline into your heart, and you turn to run—

He strikes faster than your eyes can follow. Two loops of his green and orange tail surrounded you in an instant. You're dragged to the ground, your arms pinned under his mass, and the back of your head cradled by his large palm as powerful muscles squeeze you in the slightest—a gentle rebuke for thinking you could get away. You're hyper-aware of the terrifying bulk of muscles as you lie trapped in his coils. One strong twist and your eyes could pop out of your skull, and every bone protecting your heart and lungs would crumble to shards. You gasp. An urge to kick your legs and struggle erupts in your panic; a sinking feeling tells you it would only make things worse.

He coos over you, hissing and humming in an ancient song of the jungle you have no name for. When you whimper, he shushes you and strokes your cheek. He tells you how lovely you'll be. When you talk back to him, somehow finding your tongue amid your horror, you find out his name. Eclipse. He moves you more upright, resting you on his tail so you're not petrified by how vulnerable you feel lying down, but he never loosens his scaly bindings. He hovers over you. You gaze into his stunning frills of yellow-orange and wonder how a being like him came to exist. He studies you as you study him. He grins at how you shiver when he traces your collarbone with a sharp fingertip.

You remind yourself that you can still breathe. He hasn't crushed you—yet—but you don't like how wide his smile is. Sometimes, his jaw stretches a little too long as if dislocating from his skull, ready to devour you. His eyes gleam with a ravenousness as scales twist around you, holding you close enough to smell the slick green water he had been in and deep musk.

He tells you that he'll see you again very soon—away from other humans, lest you bring him a fine gift for a meal. You can only flex your fingers, silently pleading in your heart that he won't unhook his jaw and eat you alive.

Then, he unravels himself from your limbs. But before he lets you go entirely, he leans in close, his serpentine tongue flickering close to your neck and by your hair, tasting the air around you as you muster all your strength to not scream. He inhales deeply, pleased, before he murmurs, "Sweet mouse. You are mine. Say it."

You don't understand, but you echo his command, and when he taps your chin once in what might have been a loving gesture, you force your jelly legs to solidify before you run and run, all the way back to base. You slam the door to your room behind you. You touch your ribs, your arms, still caught in the heavy sensation of his loops as if he were upon you right now.

The stories are true—there is a giant snake in this jungle, and he wants you. You're afraid to discover if Eclipse's intrigue with you is only an exotic way to satisfy his hunger.

[huggybug]

MORE HIGHSCHOOL ALEX STUFF

him coming with you to pick up/ babysit your younger siblings from school

you guys going to gas stations late at night and getting a bunch of snacks and watching the sunrise

getting so excited when you guys look at your schedules and you guys have lunch/ classes together

sharing headphones in classes

him letting you fall asleep on him for a little either in the morning or study hall

he always keeps a sweatshirt in his locker bc he knows how cold the school can get (he also knows you'll forget to bring one for yourself)

when you show up to school in something of his he's been looking for he just rolls his eyes and pretends to act annoyed (he deff still blushed at how cute you look tho)

sitting in the parking lot in the morning either sleeping for a couple minutes, jamming out to music or just quietly talking and playing with each others fingers

taking cute pics after his games and posting them to vsco (and immediately getting teased by your friends)

you guys definitely avoid using pet names at school because you will get teased relentlessly for the rest of the day (you guys learned your lesson)

you guys having little inside jokes about the teachers you both hate that make your stomachs hurt from laughing so hard that no one understands but you

at games he always looks around for you in the stands and winks at you when he sees you

during fire drills you guys always try to find eachother outside

him carrying your extra bag for sports so you don't have to

him CONSTANTLY asking for pencils even when you just gave him one the day before "i lost it" he shrugs "yeah i can see that" you deadpan (you always give him one anyways)

bringing extra food for him because even if he does bring his own you know he's still gonna complain it wasn't enough

you both being so excited when there's a substitute in class because you know it means you won't have to do any work

you guys trying to have a convo in the hallway while walking to class but he's getting dapped up by everyone every 2 seconds

it raining in the morning on a school day so you guys both are sprinting into the school and alex steps in a huge puddle splashing it all over himself which makes you fall over in laughter once you get inside

cuddling in your car in on cold mornings when you pick him up

alex being sick one day but he still comes to school because he doesn't wanna miss hockey and the whole day your worried about him and checking on him being like "you really should go home you know, you look terrible lex" and he's immediately protesting bc "hockey"

alex always complimenting you in the morning no matter what you wore to school that day

your family genuinely loving him like a son (your little sister definitely had a crush on him tho)

getting yelled at for being immature by the teacher when you both kept giggling during sex ed (SORRY LMFAO) god forbid if this is the one class you share with majority of the ntdp boys bc you know trevor with keep winking and raising his eyebrows at alex when they start talking about contraceptives and safe sex. also bc they would totally be hollering at everything bc they are 13 year olds at heart

him laughing at you when he sees you walk into school in pajamas looking like a zombie because you got 3 hours of sleep the night before (he told you to stop studying and go to bed and you did not listen)

PROM AND HOCO WITH THIS MAN I WILL DIE

if your having a bad day he'll give you an extra long hug before you go to class

"alex what did you get on the homework from last night?" "we had homework ? 😳"

you tripping down the stairs and him laughing about it for the entire rest of the school day

if it starts snowing outside during school he will 100% text you "ITS SNOWING"

you guys having a lil makeout sesh and leaving a few hickies on eachother which the boys see making them whoop and holler at you both to which alex pulsl you into his chest while he hides his face in your hair both of you beet red and embarrassed (your DEFINITELY more careful next time 🫠)

IM OBSESSED WITH DOING THESE

OMG THESE ARE ALL SO CUTE😩😩😩

[ijustwant2write]

Reconnect-Finn Shelby x Reader

(GIF credit to @peakystitches​)

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Tags: @captivatedbycillianmurphy​ @jenepleurepasbaby​ @amirahiddleston​ @bloodorangemoonlight @haphazardhufflepuff​ @mzcrazy2​

Requested by anonymous: ‘Hello! May i request an either tommy or finn shelby x reader? (Whicheverr one u think suits best) for this prompt i found: character A and B have been in a longterm relationship and nothing can get in between, until one day something does and they drift away. But then they reconnect emotionally and everything feels like the first time again (first kiss, first meal together etc) 🙏🏼💜 i love ur writing thank u’

Characters: Finn Shelby x Reader, Polly Gray x Reader (platonic)

Meanings: (Y/N)=Your name

Warnings: Swearing, arguing, finance issues, drinking, fluff

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"Finn, is that you?" I called out from our bedroom as I heard the front door open. I tensed up when I didn't hear a reply, only to let out a sigh when I heard him giggling.

He was drunk again, it happened almost every week now. Tommy would have given him something important to do for the gang, and whether or not Finn succeeded with that task, he would go out and celebrate with his mates. I would sometimes tag along if I wasn't tired from the week of working, but after seeing our finances, I realised we needed to stop acting like teenagers and start saving wisely.

"Hello my gorgeous girl." he slurred out as he entered the room.

"Hello Finn." I replied as I received a sloppy kiss to my forehead.

He flopped down beside me in bed, taking the book out of my hands and throwing it to the floor. Finn wrapped his arms around me, snuggling into my lap. I took off his hat, stroking back his hair. He was cold from the brisk walk home, causing me to shiver.

“You should have come out tonight." he said.

"I got off work late."

"He kept you again?"

"No, I decided to stay."

"Why? You always say you're tired."

"I'm tired because I'm picking up extra shifts and hours so that we can start saving up for a house."

"I've told you, we don't need to worry about that. Business is good."

"Finn, we're not going to be given the money. We have to earn it."

"Tommy will help us."

"He might help but he won't give us a lot. And even if he did hand us a house, we've got to have enough money for the bills, furniture-"

"It will be fine."

"Finn, we've not even had our wedding yet!"

We had been engaged for half a year. We were wanting to be married sooner, but problems arose with the Peaky Blinders it distracted us both from it, especially since our lives were in danger. I desperately wanted to have enough money for the wedding and house, though it looked like it was going to be one or the other at this point.

"What's wrong with the flat?" Finn now sat up.

"Did you seriously ask me that question? There's only so much I can do to this dump to make it look somewhat liveable. It just doesn't feel like home."

"We'll get the money. Don't worry. Look, look," he took my hands in his,"we will get a house. I promise. And believe me, I want to marry you as soon as I can, there needs to be another ring on that finger. And I need to see my name at the end of yours."

I stupidly believed him. Those adoring eyes I once trusted had lied to me. Finn kept his promise for a week at max, soon breaking it. I didn't mind him going out with friends, we both needed to socialise, I just disagreed with the amount of times he was out and the amount of drinks he was buying each night. He would always offer to get the next round, and although he was a Shelby, the discounts didn't make much difference at the end of the night. I decided I had to go with him to ensure that our money wasn't being poured away, struggling to stay awake for those long nights, and making work even harder every day. It was impossible to keep an eye on him like that.

Usually Finn would tell me if he was going out that night so I wouldn't worry. That stopped too. My mind was never at ease. How did I know he wasn't lying in a ditch somewhere after a job gone wrong? Or what if he was trapped somewhere by a rival gang? I could only rest when he returned, which he always luckily did. I pretended to be asleep, trying to not push him away as he slipped his arms around me, cuddling me for the rest of the night. My patience began to grow thin. I was too scared to speak up about it, worried that we would just end up having an argument. However, I knew we would have to bring it up soon, because our money was only disappearing instead of increasing.

One morning when I was leaving for work, I noticed that the drawer we locked our savings away in was slightly ajar, meaning someone had unlocked it and stupidly left it open. Of course it had to be Finn, no one had broken in during the night. My eyes widened when I saw how much he had taken, enraged that he would think me so foolish. Why would he take the money without asking? What was he using it for?

As I stormed towards the shop, I heard whooping from men in a car further up the street. My face turned into a deep frown when I recognised the car, managing to catch a glimpse of the people in it. They hadn't seen me, and I had to make sure my eyes were deceiving me.

I didn't care about the looks on me as I burst through into the shop, making a beeline for Polly's office. I harshly knocked on the door, entering when she called me.

"(Y/N)? What's wrong?" she asked, a lit cigarette in hand.

"Where's Finn?"

"Off out with his brothers, why?"

"Where are they going?"

"To the races."

I scoffed, placing a hand on my head in defeat.

"Why? What's wrong with that?"

"He told me he would be in the office all day today."

"So? Things change."

"No, he specifically told me that. I never even asked about it. He made a point meaning he didn't want to risk me waltzing in. That means he's hiding something."

"(Y/N), they're only going to bet on horses today. They're mingling."

"They're betting today?!"

She stood, putting a hand on her hip."What am I missing here?"

"Pol, he's using money that we don't have! I need a car, I need to get to him."

"Look, even if my nephew is being the biggest idiot, it's a bad idea to go there."

"Why?"

Her eyes widened."Don't snap at me young lady."

"I'm sorry, I just, I just know he's going to be stupid with what little money we have at the minute."

Polly was silent for a few seconds, and I didn't know if she was just staring me out, trying to make me leave. Perhaps she didn't think it was anything to worry over. But it was to me. She surprised me when she went into one of her drawers, pulling out a set of keys.

"Come on. I'll get one of the girls to call your work, say you're sick."

I tightly clasped my hands together as Polly drove. I was furious, trying to think of what to say to Finn when I got there. He stole our money. He went behind my back, gambling away the money we worked hard to earn. I had never said it, but Finn had it much easier than I did. For one, he worked with family, and although I liked my job, the boss could sometimes be an arsehole; second, he earned a lot more than me, so he was the bigger breadwinner between us, but I worked longer hours. Yes, he was in a gang meaning he had more days where his life was under threat, but he seemed to be having a jolly good time anyway. Really, it wouldn't have mattered who worked longer or harder, or who earned more, it was still our money to spend on our house.

As soon as Polly parked up, I was straight out of the car. She quickly followed grabbing my arm and warning me to not get lost in the crowds. I couldn't make a scene, especially since there could be potential business partners or enemies about. I refrained from rolling my eyes, knowing she was right but also knowing that I would find it extremely hard to not scream at Finn.

Polly guided me to where the men would be, ignoring the shoving and shouting. I wished for her to walk quicker. We swiftly entered the posher boxes, almost stopped by a doorman until his accomplice shut him up. I even heard him whisper 'That's Polly Gray you idiot.', the one time I was glad we had a reputation. She only paused to scan the room for the boys but I spotted them first. Quickly moving past her, I couldn't stop my fists from clenching, seeing Finn joyfully drinking and laughing with his brothers only added fire to my fury.

"Finn!" I snapped, quickly catching his attention.

"(Y/N)?" he exclaimed, struggling to stand and clattering the plates and glasses on the table."W-what are you doing here?"

"Stopping you from spending our money like a fucking idiot! Where is it?"

"Oh, Finn boy is in the doghouse." John chuckled.

"Shut up!" I fiercely pointed at him.

"Where's what?" Finn brought me back.

"Our money!"

"I told you, you do this outside." Polly warned, shoving Finn in that direction, and I knew I had to follow him.

Luckily, we were left alone. Finn continued on, finding someplace we would be alone. Once we were in the clear, the distant roar of the crowds covering our conversation, I saw him sigh quietly, running a hand down his face when he realised what was coming.

"Where's the money Finn?" I asked, calmer but with a mean tone.

"Let me explain first.”

"Explain how you took our money without asking? How you just waltzed out this morning without consulting me?"

"Tommy said that there was a good chance, a very good chance that this horse would win, and I thought it would help us if we put our money on it. Imagine how much we'll have if it wins!"

"If it wins Finn, if! You're gambling our money, why would you do something like that?"

"Because you went on about not having enough money! And here I am trying to help!"

My mouth dropped open in shock."You really don’t see the problem here."

"No, actually, I don't." he crossed his arms over his chest.

"Finn, you stole money from the drawer! You then go behind my back and bet it away. Have you thought about what we'll do if that horse loses?"

"But it won't, Tommy said."

"And what if Tommy is wrong this time? Also, don't pin this on your brother, I know he hasn't even suggested this idea."

"I'm not-urgh!" Finn groaned."Why don't you trust me?"

"I can't trust a gamble Finn. I don't think you realise how many nights I've spent lying awake, worried that we'll never have enough for our own home, and thinking that you don't even care anymore."

"Of course I care. This is why I've bet the money."

"How is this not getting in your head?"

"(Y/N)," he took my hands in his, but I couldn't even look at him,"in a few minutes we will hear them announce the winner, and we will start jumping for joy when we realise how much money we're going to get back, and we're going to be so much closer to getting our home."

"Finn, I desperately want to believe that. But even if we do win, you're in deep trouble." I took my hands away from him, turning around. I couldn't even look at my own fiance.

On queue, we heard a man come over the intercom, it was muffled to me but I knew Finn was listening intensely. Glancing over my shoulder, I watched for his reaction, turning around fully when I saw his expression. We had lost. We lost all that money.

"How could you be so fucking stupid?!" I screamed at him, throwing slaps onto his chest."Why couldn't you just listen to me? I don't understand why you had to lie to me Finn!"

I broke down crying, shoving him away from me. My sobs were loud but I didn't care. Finn could watch, see how much he upset me. My heart sank at the thought of it all gone, Finn had left scarcely any money in the drawer back at the flat.

"I'm sorry (Y/N)." Finn pathetically said.

"You know how you always go on about your family never trusting you enough for the big jobs? That you never get to go out with them and help? This is why. Because you do things like this, you fuck everything up Finn. Fuck!" I wiped away my tears, even though more spilled out."You know I've always stuck beside you, but this is the last straw Finn. I can't be with someone who doesn't want to put effort into their future."

"What are you saying? (Y/N), I can fix this. I promise I'll get the money back, I'll-"

"How? That took us so long to build that up. And you were spending our money almost every night on useless drinking. I can't Finn, I can't live like that anymore."

He ducked his head, and I almost wanted him to say something. When he didn't, I knew what I had to do.

I took a deep breath before speaking."I'm going home. I suggest you stay at Polly's tonight."

"Let me take you home-"

"No!"

"What's going on?" Tommy suddenly appeared, he, his brothers and Polly approaching.

"Your nephew, your brother, just gave away almost all of our money betting on a horse. Not only that, but he took the money without telling me. That was money for a house." I angrily explained.

"Is that true Finn?"

Finn shamefully nodded.

"We can get you your money back (Y/N)."

"It's not about that Tom. He's lied to me. He promised me he wouldn't spend our money every week, yet he did. And then he takes our money without asking me about it first."

"I'll fix it (Y/N), I promise I will." Finn was begging at this point.

"Another promise that you're bound to break. I've had enough today."

"Let's get you home love." Polly said, putting a stop to this argument as she stepped forward, taking me under her arm.

Finn didn't come home that night. I didn't sleep. I was sat at the tiny dining table, staring at the ring on my finger, wondering what to do. It broke my heart to think about leaving him, but it also broke my heart thinking about how reckless he had been. Did I really want to be marrying someone who acted like this? Would he mature? My heart wanted to believe he would, but my mind kept telling me that today confirmed he wouldn't. That was one of the worst nights of my life.

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I couldn't stand this job any longer. But it was the only thing keeping me alive. It was crappy work, the pay was just above minimum, enough for me to buy food, pay my rent and have the tiniest amount left over. Saving up money was hard when it was just you. Even after two years, I didn't have enough to consider looking at places of my own, or with less roommates. It was exhausting keeping up with these girls I lived with, there were 6 of us altogether. It was a big change when I moved away from Small Heath.

"You ready (Y/N)?" one of my roommates called out to me as I finished applying my lipstick.

"Just a second!" I replied, checking myself in the mirror.

It was the rare occasion that I was going out with them, the one time we could all go out together at all. I was looking forward to a few drinks, and although that sounded hypocritical, I realised that I had to have a night or two in at least a month to relieve myself of the stress I put upon myself.

We arrived at the small club we always went to, it had the cheapest drinks this side of town. We all shivered in the cold weather, walking as fast as we could to make it to the club. The warmth was very welcome, as well as the loud music that drew us further in. It was the usual routine, a few of us grab a table, the others get the drinks in, then we would all make our way to the dance floor. Hours passed, and I had to get away from the heat coming from the dancing, stepping back towards our table to get a drink. I saw my roommate stumbling in the direction of the bar, rolling my eyes as I went to help her, perhaps getting a drink whilst I was there. However, once I got closer, I stared at the man she was starting to flirt with.

"Isaiah?" I said as I got closer.

"(Y/N)!" he smiled, bringing me in for a hug.

"You two know each other?" my roommate asked, looking disappointed.

"He's an old friend. Just that, nothing else."

Isaiah let me go."How long has it been? Two years?"

"Uh, yeah. Yeah, two years. What are you doing here?"

"Business. Nothing dangerous though, you girls are still in for a good night. Especially you if you're good." he winked to my roommate.

"Is he...is he here?" my voice suddenly went shaky, and I felt almost completely sober.

Isaiah's playful nature dropped."Uh, he is. He's really misses you (Y/N). Hasn't even looked at another girl since you left. He's just not been the same." I wasn't sure how to reply.

"I can't not tell him I saw you. Imagine if he found out, he would be so upset with me."

"I know. I wouldn't want to hurt your friendship."

"Maybe you should see him. It might do you both some good."

"Or the opposite."

"He still loves you. Even if you don't feel the same, it could bring closure. But I know you (Y/N), I can tell what you're thinking."

"You were always annoying like that."

"He's out front, in the corridor. That's all I'm going to say."

I looked at him for a few seconds, trying to make my mind up."Well, this one is a handful, just so you know."

"I think I can handle her." Isaiah smirked.

"I was warning her about you."

I giggled at his reaction, walking away and leaving him in his natural habitat of flirting. But as soon as I turned around, my stomach dropped, nerves filling up my entire body. He was here. I hadn't seen him for two years, though I thought about him everyday. Would he look different? Did I look different? What was he going to say? What was I going to say? My brain didn't want to think of any words, maybe I was about to babble absolute nonsense to him.

Upon seeing him, my throat tightened, the cool air slapping me in the face; oh, now I was sober. He hadn't noticed yet, leaning up against a wall, hands in his pockets. Wow, he had changed. His boyish charm was still there, yet he had matured into a handsome young man. It was like I was seeing him for the first time all over again. I was just happy that he would be seeing me in my finer clothes rather than catching me after work.

Urging my feet to move, I almost sighed at how small my steps were. I really was scared. Isaiah had said reassuring things, yet I couldn't even walk up to him. It was too late to back out now, especially when he finally looked up at me. I froze on the spot, not knowing what to do. Finn seemed the same way.

"(Y/N)." he said, I only just heard it.

"Hello."

Hello? Really, that's all I could come up with?

He pushed himself off the wall, coming to stand in front of me, though not too close."I...I can't believe you're here."

"I could say the same about you."

"This is where you've been living then."

I nodded."It's not too bad. I mean, I'm on a night out."

"Who are you with?"

I knew he was wondering if I was with a man."My roommates, I live with five other girls."

"Oh, that's a lot."

"Yeah, it's the only place I could afford."

"I hope it's nice."

"I shouldn't complain. A lot better than other places."

We both knew we were making an awful attempt at small talk. I was sure he had so much to say like I did, we just didn't want to dump it on each other in case the other ran away. It was like we were teenagers again, awkwardly trying to think of something to fill the dreaded silence.

"I really want to talk about us (Y/N)." Finn said.

"You do?"

"I...I just have so much to say to you. I can't do it now, but what about tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow? Tomorrow, um, yes, yes tomorrow works for me. It's the weekend, so I'm not working."

He smiled slightly."OK, good. I'll come get you. Um, I need your address."

"Oh, here." I dug around in my purse, thankful there was a folded up tissue and a pen, it was good to be prepared. I wrote down my address, handing it to him.

"I'll pick you up at one. I would want it to be earlier, you just never know what time you'll be back with this sort of thing."

"I understand Finn, I did live this with you once."

I barely slept, even when we stumbled in at three in the morning. Luckily I hadn't seen Finn, Isaiah or any other Peaky Blinder that evening, no doubt settling business behind the scenes. Despite the lack of sleep, I was wide awake the next morning, up before everyone else who were nursing their hangovers, trying on multiple outfits in a desperate attempt to look nice, but not as if I put too much effort in. The clock was rolling onto one o'clock, and my heart was beating much faster than usual. I was about to make my way downstairs when something glistened on my small vanity. Should I take it? Yes, I would.

Finn knocked on the door, and I waited a few seconds before opening it. We smiled as we greeted each other, not going in for a hug or kiss on the cheek, something I was worried about. That was the first hurdle jumped over.

"How was your evening?" Finn struck up a conversation as we walked further into town.

"Much better than yours I presume?" I smirked. He chuckled."Yeah, didn't exactly get to enjoy the music. Small fight, nothing we couldn't handle."

It was strange hearing about Blinder business again."Well I'm glad you're all safe."

"I thought we could go out for lunch, saw a nice place round here."

"Oh, that would be lovely."

"We don't have to, if you don't feel comfortable."

"No, no, no, it's not that. It's just a lovely thing for you to do."

We both bashfully smiled, luckily the restaurant was just around the corner. I had expected nothing less when we walked into the fancy place, not because I thought I deserved it, but because Finn wouldn't be seen anywhere else. His clothes were even more tailored now than they had been the last I saw him, indicating that the gang had been doing well, more money was coming in. We both immediately picked up our menus as we sat, hoping someone would speak first. Our eyes glanced over the top of them, it was as if we were on our first date again, only this time in a better establishment.

"You look beautiful." he said, still hiding part of his face.

"Thank you." I blushed.

"I'll never forget what you wore when I picked you up for our first date. That blue dress you just bought, with a matching purse, and those heels that you hadn't practiced walking in. Well, you used that as an excuse to latch into my arm all night."

I smiled, placing down my menu."It was a good plan, wasn't it? And I did struggle in those heels, I just didn't want to embarrass myself."

He copied me."I liked holding your hand all night."

"What a sweet sentiment."

"I mean it. And I mean this date. That didn't sound right, but...what I'm trying to say is that I want to make it all up to you."

"You do?"

"Yes! I really didn't expect you to leave. I mean I did, but I didn't want to believe that. I didn't want to believe that I had been so selfish that I couldn't even see how much I had hurt you." 

“That was the hardest decision I ever made. Most days I battle with myself whether I made the right choice. All night I kept making deals with myself. If you came back, I would hear you out, and if it was good enough for me I would stay. But then you didn’t, so I said to myself ‘Give him another hour.’. An hour went by, and I said the same thing to myself. That went on for the whole evening until I found myself angrily packing my things. Even then, I sat by door on top of my suitcase for another hour or so.”

“I thought you just got up and left. I didn’t realise how long you waited for me.” he sighed into his hands.“I’m such a fucking idiot.”

I could tell he was full of regret. Although it sounded sadistic, I was glad that he was upset when reflecting on our past relationship, it meant he realised his mistake. On the other hand, I hated seeing him sad. I took his hands away from his face, hesitantly reaching into my handbag to pull out the engagement ring I kept.

His eyes widened.“You still have that? I looked everywhere for it when you left, guessed you took it to sell.”

“I won’t lie, that was my intention at first. But it meant too much to me. It was like selling a piece of my soul. I kept it hidden, I didn’t want to risk any of the girls seeing it, they would just ask too many questions.”

I kept my eye on the beautiful ring as I spoke, slowly twirling it around to catch it twinkling in the light.

"I had such a hard time picking that out. I knew what you wanted, but I had to get it right for you. I'm so glad you kept it."

"I did try to sell it. I was stood outside of a shop for ten minutes debating with myself. It would have helped a lot for the deposit on the room, but I couldn't do it."

We were silent, both staring at the ring. We used to do that a lot actually. Finn would take my hand and hold it up as we laid in bed together, both giggling as we watched it glisten like it was in present times, before squealing at the thought of us being married to each other. I constantly fiddled with it when he was off on business, a habit which never wore off, even now; whenever I was nervous or worried, I would automatically do the same action, just without the ring.

A waiter awkwardly interrupted us, and I hurriedly put the ring back in my bag, sharing an embarrassed smile with Finn as we ordered. Once he was gone, I quietly sighed, looking out of the window. We were in such a nice part of town, so many ladies in beautiful dresses and men in smart suits strolling around.

"Are you...are you OK for money?" Finn boldly asked.

I was a little shocked by that.

"I don't mean anything by it. I just want to make sure you're OK, I would hate for you to be struggling, if you were."

"Uh, no, no I'm fine actually. It's not as generous as my old wage but it keeps me alive, I can live with the bare necessities."

I could see him itching to say something else, to keep the conversation going. I wasn't sure if we could go back to the serious topic we had before. However, I also wanted to bring it back up, it felt like we needed to talk about us.

"How's the family?" That's all I could come up with.

"They're fine. Everyone is the same. Well, they're not, they're a bit more serious nowadays."

"They weren't in the first place?"

He smiled."I suppose they were. Tension is the right word, tensions have been rising. Tommy's taking on a lot more, Polly knows all these secrets that no one else does, Ada is rebelling against anything Tommy says, Linda is still annoying, Esme and John have been popping kids out left, right and centre. Arthur is still crazy."

"Sounds like business as usual to me."

"They miss you too."

"Do they?"

"Yeah. Almost as much as me."

I cast my eyes down as butterflies rose in my stomach.

"I heard nothing else for the next few weeks after you left. They all told me what an idiot I was, that I was an extremely reckless, stupid and immature boy, and that I had let the best thing in my life get away from me. And they were right. I knew all of that already."

"I...I don't really know what to say right now."

"You don't have to say anything, let's just enjoy this meal, no more of that talk."

The nerves making my stomach flip built at that. What if we had nothing else to talk about? What if it was too weird to dive into our separate lives? I didn't want to sit across my ex-fiance, painfully and politely smiling through forced conversation.

The spark was still there.

When the waiter had returned with our drinks, we were already deep in talk about what had been happening in our personal everyday life. We were non stop, even as we ate through dinner. The waiters had trouble catching our attention each time they checked on us. I was deep in those eyes again, the ones I always dreamed of seeing. We were laughing hysterically, not at all acting how we should have in that establishment (there were a few eye rolls from other patrons). As if time had gone by in a second, the bill was slipped towards Finn, though I still reached into my purse.

"Are you mad? No, put your money away, I'm not taking it." Finn stated as he carelessly threw down some notes, surprisingly taking my hand in his and guiding me out of the restaurant.

I was tense as we walked, and I saw a flash of realisation in Finn's eyes as we made it outside. Both looking down at our interlocked fingers, Finn broke away, clearing his throat.

"Sorry, force of habit."

Hesitating, I smiled up at him, lacing our hands together again."These are new heels I'm breaking in. Need help walking in them."

He chuckled, pulling me closer as we walked down the street. We were silent, feeling like kids in love again. I couldn't deny that my feelings were still strong for Finn, I missed him dearly. At first, part of me had been wary of all this, wondering if he really had good intentions, or just thought he could get a quick shag in from an ex before he left; but the effort he went through, the things we spoke about, trying to heal old wounds, Finn had matured and he was wanting to fix this. I wanted to fix this, my heart was aching for my old life with him. 

“We’re not done yet, are we?” I timidly asked.

“Not unless you want it to be.”

I instantly shook my head.“No, I’d like to stay out for longer.”

“Even though you’re struggling in your heels?”

I smirked.“I know a nice place we can sit down.”

I took him to the local park, it had a huge lake with benches dotted around, luckily it wasn’t busy, there was somehow a hint of privacy here. We sat down close to each other, hands still entwined. 

“You still hungry?” I asked.

“Hm?”

I dug into my purse, producing a bag of sweets I had bought the previous day. I laughed as his eyes lit up, taking one without even asking. I took one too, reminiscing on how we used to do the same thing as kids. It seemed he was thinking about it too.

“Just like the old days.” Finn said.

“We spent way too much money on sweets back then. It’s a wonder we still have our teeth.”

 “Wish I got out of that spending habit. We could be married and in our new house by now.”

“So you never wanted to move on? You didn’t give in to those girls wanting to be with a Peaky Blinder?”

“Never. I couldn’t. I couldn’t even fathom being with anyone else, it was always you (Y/N). Did you date?”

“No, I felt exactly the same. Which is why I was angry at myself for a long time. I was supposed to be upset with you, not still in love.”

His head whipped round to face me.“You still love me?”

My mouth was still open, unsure how to answer. It seemed I didn’t have to as Finn leaned in, placing on hand on my cheek as we kissed. Instinctively I kissed back, placing my hands on him where I could, hearing the bag of sweets fall to the ground and spill its contents. This kiss was needy, the type of kiss you gave your partner when you had missed them, when they had been away for a long time; and although we had our hands on each other, our touch was still gentle.

“Get the ring.” Finn breathed out, our lips still almost touching.

I carelessly got it for him, heart beating extremely fast. He took it from me, pecking me on the lips one last time before standing up. He straightened out his suit, took a deep breath and got down on one knee. I was just as emotional the first time he did it.

“(Y/N), I know I messed up everything in the past, I was careless when I should have been supportive and helped to build our future. I learnt from those mistakes, and I really, really want to go back to how we were. I need you (Y/N), I love you so much. There aren’t enough words to express how much love I have for you. Will you marry me?”

I didn’t need to think about my answer. I blurted out a yes, waiting for him to slide the ring back on my finger before throwing myself onto him. We stumbled back onto the ground, our arms around each other as we laughed and cried. I believed him this time, I truly believed him. He put in the effort to show me his changes, he wanted to fix everything. I wanted things back to the way they were with my man, and we were back to building our future and living the rest of our lives together.

[wonderwomanfantasy]

Kenma’s kitten

Happy birthday to me 🥰🥳 and as a birthday present to myself here is a nasty kenma fic because no one requested anything for my best boy and since I mention cold weather this does count as a Christmas fic. 

Kenma x reader, Kuroo x reader, Nekoma team x reader

warnings: okay here we go, Smut, degradation, oral, group sex, squirting, crying, hair pulling, overstim, No beta we die like men. 

word count: 4,000 (about)

sumarry: Kenma (and kuroo) fuck you while the rest of the team listens in on discord

It started innocently enough. Just sitting on Kenma’s lap while he plaid some game with the other Nekoma boys. It was nice to sit and cuddle with him even when he was busy with something else. Despite the cold snowy weather, his body was warm and it was making you a little sleepy.

 Kenma had tried to teach you how to play this particular game but you sucked at it and you much preferred just watching him play. But after a while, you grew bored watching the same map over and over again as he gunned down opponents left and right. 

So you climbed off his lap to stretch your legs promising to return with snacks. You could hear Kuroo laugh through the headset teasing Kenma about how much you babied him. When you came back Kenma lifted his arms making room for you on his lap. Instead, you smirked, Kenma didn’t seem to struggle with this game at all, why not make it a little challenging for him?

You smiled and sank to your knees running your hands over his thighs. Kenma’s eyes went wide before shrugging and turning back to his game, yelling at lev like nothing was happening. You didn’t mind, you could make him pay attention to you.  Kenma angled his hips up letting you tug down his sweatpants revealing his red boxers. 

You rested your chin on his thigh running your hands over his crotch feeling his soft cock jump as you run your palm over him. He was breathing a little heavier, now as his length twitched to life under your touch, his cheeks turning pink. Kenma canted his hips up to meet your hand. His gold eyes dropped from the screen to meet your gaze momentarily. 

Obediently you reached inside his boxers and pulled out his half-hard cock, stroking it lightly with one hand. You ran your thumb over the slit making him gasp. 

“Kenma? Are you okay?” someone asked over the headset

“I’m fine,” he grunted back, glaring at you.  You continued to bob your hand up and down feeling each vein and curve of his length. Kenma’s cock was thin and long curved upwards with a pretty pink head and a mess of tangled pubic hair at the base of his groin. You reached over and snagged a bottle of lube out of his desk drawer, you were lucky Kenma kept his sex stuff next to his gaming stuff. You popped the cap and squirted a little in your palm before slicking it down his cock. 

Kenma, normally quiet, let out a hiss at the feeling of the cold slick touching him, the wet clicking of your hand as it traveled up and down his shaft was louder than you expected and you worried that some of the boys might hear. 

“Kenma? You okay?” 

“I got shot,” your boyfriend mumbled back, a lie you were sure, 

“Keep your eyes on the game baby,” you teased, earring you a glare. Kenma, who seemed to be enjoying your hand job, was seeming to get used to the friction, and his attention turned back to his game, you couldn’t have that, you put both hands on his cock jerking him off in unison before twisting your hands in opposite directions as you jerked him off making his hips buck. You could see his pretty gold eyes roll back inside his head, his hand going limp around his controller almost dropping it on your head. 

“Put it your mouth,” he grunted regaining his control you smiled and mouthed

“make me” you mouthed

“What was that Kenma?” Kuroo asked over the controller and you froze, had your little game been ruined? Surly your shy boyfriend would blush and shut the game off in embarrassment, or so you thought. 

Instead, he took his hand off the controler and ran his fingers through your hair yanking your head towards his cock.

“(y/n) is sucking me off, or at least, She should be, She’s kind of being a brat,” he growled into the microphone. You could hear the other boys laughing and Lev even whine about how much he wished his girlfriend would suck him off while he gamed. Your cheeks went bright red, you opened your mouth to defend yourself but Kenma shoved you forward again and you ended up with his cock in your mouth gagging you. 

There was another chorus of laughter as they heard you gag. “I thought you said she was sucking your dick not choking on it,” Yaku called

“Is there a difference?” Kenma asked, your eyes were watering, a result of his cockhead bumping the back of your throat. You fought back your gag reflex and slowly took the rest of his cock down your throat until your tongue was hanging against his balls, your nose pressed firmly into his pubic hair. 

“Is she deep throating you?” someone asked.

“Yeah, little slut it real good at taking cock down her throat,” he scoffed fisting in your hair and dragging your head back up, you tried not to choke once he shoved his cock back down your throat but you couldn’t help but splutter a little bit making everyone cheer again. You felt humiliated, there was a whole team of boys laughing at you while you sucked Kenma’s cock. 

“They’re saying some really nasty things about you baby you want to hear?” Kenma asked by taking off his headset and putting the headphones around your ears, angling the microphone to pick up the lewd sound of you sucking his cock. 

“What a slut, you couldn’t even wait until he was offline to get his dick huh?”

“Who knew or manager was such a greedy little cock slut,”

“Bet you let him cum in your mouth and swallow it all,”

“Nah man Kenma probably busts all over her face and tits and makes ‘em lick it up”

“Fuck I want to cum on (y/n)’s face,”

“I bet she’d let you, whores like that will take any dick that comes their way,” 

“You think she’d let me fuck her ass while she sucked off Kenma? That’s hot” 

All the while Kenma put both of his hands in your hair, the game long forgotten, he carded his hands through your hair so he could bob your head for you setting a brutal pace, not giving you a moment’s rest. He was being extra mean for your audience. 

Kenma released his hold on you momentarily pulling out his phone and snapping a quick picture, the flash blinding you. 

There was a collective groan in your ear as the boys opened the photo Kenma sent

“Ew, I don’t want to see Kenma’s dick,”

“Shut up Fukunaga it’s not like it’s nothing you haven’t seen before,”

“Awe (Y/n) is the one wearing the headset. Does that mean you can hear us right now, miss manager?” you let out a broken moan in answer. 

“Awe don’t feel too bad (y/n), you look so pretty with a cock in your mouth and with tears in your eyes,” someone cooed. And the other boys agreed. Suddenly the vile comments were now aimed at you directly

“You should take out your tits and let Kenma hump your chest,”

“Kenma’s cock isn’t even that big you’d probably die trying to take my fat dick,”

“(y/n) how wet are you?”

“Yeah show us that wet little cunt,”

“What are they saying? They want to see you naked?” Kenma asked, only catching bits of the conversion. You nodded. And he smirked. 

“Why don’t you let me use this mouth to get off then I’ll repay the favor,” he whispered, He started bucking his hips faster, fucking your mouth faster than you could handle, 

“Oh, it sounds like Kenma is going to cum,”

“Damn I wish we could see,”

They were right, Kenma buried himself to the hilt inside your mouth and let out a strangled cry as hot cum filled your mouth. 

“Don’t you dare swallow yet I want to see it,” he growled, you did your best not to swallow the salty liquid. Kenma pulled back and took out his phone again. You knew what he wanted without him having to say it.

You cupped your hands beneath your chin and stuck your tongue out, the cum dripped out of your mouth onto your chin and down your neck. Again the flash blinded you as Kenma snapped a picture.  And again you could tell the exact moment the photo sent in the discord server because of the collective groan that came from your headphones. 

“Fuck you’re so hot (y/n),” 

“I’m going to fucking cum,”

“Such a good little cum slut,”

“She’s pretty isn’t she?” Kenma asked into the microphone picking you up on shaky legs sitting you down in his chair. “Take off your clothes baby,” he ordered. There were whoops and hollers encouraging you to  “strip for daddy,” even though they couldn’t see you it still felt like you were getting naked in front of the whole team. You stripped quickly, only taking the headset off momentarily to take off your shirt. You sat back down on the chair, bare. You shivered slightly, you hadn’t realized how cold it was in his room. 

“Keep talking to her,” Kenma ordered into the mic before sinking to his knees. He threw your legs over his shoulders and started attaching your cunt with his mouth. You yelped as he rolled your clit between his teeth 

“What’s going on?”

“Yeah what’s he doing to you?” 

“Jesus you yowl like a cat in heat,”

You gulped and struggled to find your voice, when you spoke it came out husky, probably because of the rough throat fucking you’d just endured. 

“H-he’s eating my pussy,” you whined and you could feel Kenma smirk against your folds, his tongue darting out to circle your entrance and lap at the wetness that had already leaked out. 

“Damn lucky,”

“I bet that little pussy is so sweet,”

“Nah she’s a whore you can probably taste the dick on her, I’d never go down on a slut like that.”

“I’m surprised Kenma is eating her out. He didn't seem like the type.”

You could feel Kenma smile again before his tongue went up to circle your clit, at the same time two of his narrow, dextrous fingers slipped inside of you making you cry out again. 

“What did he do now (y/n)?”

“Bet he put his tongue in her,”

“Nah I bet she likes it better when he sucks on her clit,”

“Maybe he’s playing with her ass.”

“Fingers,” you moaned breathily. Then cried out when Kenma stroked your g-spot 

“Keep telling us what he’s doing,”

“Keep moaning baby girl give me something to jerk off too,”

“God, you should stream this next time if you’re going to tease us like this.”

You did your best to narrate what was happening but it was hard when your head was spinning. 

“H-his tongue is on m-my clit and he’s fingering me,” you whimpered  “my hands are in his hair, t-too keep him where I want him,”

“Ohhh I should have guessed Kenma was the kinky likes getting his hair pulled type.”

“What about you kitty do you like getting your hair pulled while you get fucked?” just as the question was asked Kenma sucked on your clit harshly. 

“YES!” you shrieked bucking your hips against your boyfriend’s face. And there was a peel of laughter from the other boys. 

“Ahhh he’s probably j-just doing this to make you jealous Kenma h-hates going down on me normally,” you admitted tugging on his hair again.

“Awe that’s a shame princess, I’d eat your pussy every night if you let me,”

“Fucking dick,”

“He doesn’t let us fuck you but he won’t even fuck you properly himself? Lame,”

“FUCK KENMA!” you shrieked as his fingers hit a particularly sensitive spot inside of you. You felt him smirk against your clit as he suckled your sex. 

“You sound so pretty when you moan my name,” he murmured around you. “Keep moaning baby let them know who’s making you feel so good,” he ordered, and even if you had wanted to keep quiet you didn’t think you could. You couldn’t stop yourself from moaning loudly, just like you couldn’t stop yourself from humping his mouth as he kept fucking you with his mouth, his tongue dipping down to tease your entrance with your fingers.

“She’s so loud,”

“I’m kind of into it,”

“Bet he has to gag her half the time,”

“Jesus you heard her when she was sucking his cock a gag barely dose anything,”

“Are you going to cum kitty? You sound like you’re close,”

“Fuck yes I’m close,” you moaned

“P-please Kenma let me cum I’ve been so good please,” you begged looking down at him but he gave no indication that he would let you. 

“You have been good haven’t you,” someone snickered

“Awe Kenma wouldn’t be mean enough to stop you from cumming right?”

“He might Kenma is a real jerk,”

“Just to you Lev, I doubt he’s a dick to his girlfriend,”

You didn’t know whether or not you should be glad the attention was off of you. You had kind of enjoyed it when they were mocking you. Then again you were too close to your orgasm to care

“I’m going to cum oh fuck Kenma I’m going to cum,” you whined your legs shaking. You tried to pull away from his mouth the pleasure was too much for you to handle. Kenma didn’t let you go, he hooked his arms around your thighs keeping you flush against his mouth. 

“Oh, baby you sound so good when you’re about to cum,”

“Your wet pussy is so loud,”

“Damn Kenma is getting into it,”

“Whatever I could still eat her out better,” 

The tight ball of pleasure in your core snapped sending you spiraling into ecstasy, you were too distracted to even check if the loud moan you let out was embarrassing or not. Kenma softly kissed your cunt and gave small kitten licks to your clit as he pulled his fingers out of you leaving you shaking.

There was a sudden knock at the door making you flinch, and your eyes went wide. 

“Kenma who is that?” you hissed trying to cover up your naked lower half.

“Relax it’s just Kuroo,” Kenma said getting off his knees

“What the fuck do you mean it’s just Kuroo? Did you invite him over?” you demand, ignoring the chaos currently going on in the headset

“Yeah He asked if he could fuck you a little bit and I mean you don’t mind do you?” he asked opening the door letting Tetsurou in. You blushed. 

“I don’t but that’s not the point-” You whined.

“Then what’s the problem?” Kenma asked and at that moment you keyed back into the conversation. 

“This is such fucking bullshit!”

“Why the fuck does Kuroo get to fuck (y/n),”

“I’m driving to Kenma’s house right fucking now,”

“What makes you think they’re at Kenma’s place?”

“(y/n) please don’t fuck Kurro it’ll make us sad,”

“Damn I wish I was Kenma’s best friend if this is what it gets you.”

“Hey (y/n),” Kuroo said stripping off his shirt, “you aren’t uncomfortable are you?” he asked with that stupid cocky grin on his face. This wasn’t the first time having sex with Kuroo but you were a little miffed that your consent was taken for granted. 

Kuroo leaned in kissing you, snickering when he heard the uproar of the other boys. His big hands slipped under your shirt fondling your breasts. 

“Oh your tits are so nice and soft,” he moaned right into the microphone, “your nipples are so sensitive baby,” he teased, twisting your nipples making you gasp. Kuroo’s mouth fell to your neck and he sucked lightly on the skin.

“Don’t you dare give her a hickey,” Kenma snapped, sounding genuinely jealous. Kuroo spread your legs thumbing at your clit making your thighs tremble 

“If you’re going to fuck them hurry up and do it,” 

Kuroo didn’t bother fully removing the basketball shorts he was wearing, he just shoved them down his hips enough to pull out his cock. He reached down stroking his own cock with one hand and the other he circled your clit.

“(y/n) are you still there?”

“Dumbass you can hear her breathing?”

“Tell us what’s happening right now,”

“Kuroo is touching my clit, and he’s jerking off,” you breathed. 

“Fucking tease,”

“God, why won’t he just fuck you?”

“How can he hold himself back?” 

Kuroo started kissing your neck again, keeping his teeth to himself, heading kenma’s warning. He teased your entrance for only a minute, before pushing inside you. You couldn’t help but cry out. Though kenma’s fingers felt good inside of you they had done nothing to stretch you out, and Kuroo’s cock was so big. Thick and girthy where Kenma’s was slender, veny and purple, mean-looking and intimidating, not near as pretty as your boyfriends. 

You reached up and scratched at Kuroo’s back as he bottomed out inside of you. He took a minute to enjoy the feeling of your wet walls gush and spasm around him. He looked to his left and saw Kenma perched catlike on the desk watching intently. 

Kuroo started moving, he started slowly fighting against your ironclad grip on his cock. You scratched at his back moaning loudly as he fucked you, the head of his cock bumping your cervix with each thrust. The chatter in the headset continued, the boy’s jealous comments about how badly they wanted to be the ones fucking you fueling Kurro to fuck you harder, pulling stilted moans and broken cries from your throat as his cock stirred up your insides. 

Kenma dropped from his perch and in one quick stroke, he was on top of you. Kissing your neck and playing with your nipples just the way you liked.

“Oh Kenma!” you moaned, the first intelligible word you’d said a long time. It made Kurro jealous, he was the one balls deep in you, rutting against your g-spot so why did you scream Kenma’s name at just the lightest touches? Maybe he’d just have to fuck you a little harder. 

Kuroo reached up and tangled his fingers in your hair yanking hard causing tears to spring to your eyes. 

“Te-Tetsu, do-don’t be mean,” you whined pathetically, He didn’t really care whether or not you liked getting your hair pulled, you had said his name, and that’s all that really mattered. Kenma, seemingly bored of littering hickeys across your neck, cupped your face and kissed you passionately. The wet sounds traveling to the rest of the team. 

Kuroo felt giddy, all those jealous boys wanting what he had. He could feel you sucking around him, and your ankles had hooked around his hips, you were going to cum. Kuroo snagged the microphone and brought it to his lips. 

“She’s going to cum, she’s going to cum all over my cock then I’m going to stuff her stupid little cunny with my cum and there’s nothing you can do about it,” he laughed. Once those words left his lips, the insults started flooding in. 

“Fucking whore”

“Dirty slut,”

“God of course the stupid bitch would let him cum in her.”

“How many men have used that filthy little cunt princess?”

“Bet it doesn’t even matter that it’s your captain fucking you, you’d let anyone fuck you.”

You wanted to deny it, but you couldn’t speak around kenma’s tongue. You did feel like a stupid whore letting Kurroo fuck you, letting the other guys speak like that to you, the Nekoma team used to respect you, now there was no way any of them could look at you and see anything but a fucktoy. 

You knew now that each time you talked to them they’d wonder who’s cum was soaking in your cunt right at that moment, if your panties were wet and if you’d let them stuff their hand between your legs to find out. 

But none of that seemed to matter now. All that mattered was Kurroo’s cock and Kenma’s hands, and the tight ball of pleasure building in your core, before snapping. Your cum gushed over Kuroo’s stomach leaving both boys slightly stunned. Kuroo broke the silence with his hyena laugh. 

“Damn (y/n) I didn’t know you squirted like that!” he bellowed and in your ear, the “dirty whore” comments made another round. 

“Okay Kuroo pull out,” Kenma said, his own erection needing attention. 

“I haven’t even cum yet,” Kuroo whined

“Then hurry up,” Kuroo didn’t need to be told twice, he started fucking you again. Your cum hitting his pelvis with each thrust. It only took a few more strokes for him to moan and empty himself inside of you, he pulled out your juices mixing with his, and dripped down from your core. Kenma pounced quickly pushing the mixture back inside of you with his fingers while he pulled out his own hard cock. 

“Kenma please no- I can’t take it I’m too sore,” you begged. 

“Come on slut if you can’t take cock then what are you  good for?”

“Yeah I bet you’re just saying that what you really mean is ‘please daddy fuck me harder’”

“I’ll be gentle, baby, I just need to be inside of you,” Kenma breathed, pushing his cock into easily with the slick mixture of cum still inside of you. As gentle as he was it still made you wince, your battered walls too sensitive to take any amount of friction. Not that it didn’t feel good, It almost felt too good, his  cock grazing against different spots then Kuroo had reached making you see stars. 

“You’re crying princess, does it really feel that good?” Kuroo asked wiping the tears from your cheeks

“Hurts,” you complained 

“Suck it up and take it whore,” someone snapped over the headset making you wince, 

“Awe don’t listen to them princess, even if you take cock like a whore that doesn’t mean you are one,” Kurroo reassured you reaching down and stroking your clit again. 

“You’re an angel baby so pretty when you’re like this, they’re just jealous don't listen to them, pay attention to me,” Kuroo said and continued to whisper praise in your ear while Kenma fucked you. 

“Fuck I’m going to cum,” you moaned. 

“Already?”

“I told you I was sensitive,” both boys smiled to themselves and both of them started going even harder on you, both of them trying to push you over the edge

“K-Kenma,” you moaned as another orgasm ripped through your body leaving you shaking 

“Fuck good girl, such a good girl,” Kenma groaned his own orgasm taking over and for the second time, you felt a load of cum being pumped inside of you. Kenma caught his breath and rested his head on your chest. And he ended the discord call. 

“The team is going to be pissed you ended the call without any warning,” Kuroo said, putting on his clothes. 

“I don’t care,” Kenma huffed, holding your wreaked body close to his chest. 

“Right well it’s your funeral Monday,” he snickered “see you later (y/n),” he said, and then it was just you and Kenma. 

“Come on,” Kenma said taking off the headset and helping you to your feet,

“I’ll run us a bath and we can relax together.” he offered 

“Kenma I think I need a rag or something,” you said awkwardly trying not to let the cum inside of you spill out onto the carpet.

“Oh right, well we’ll get cleaned up in the bathroom,” Kenma decided his eyes on your glistening cunt. He was already deciding between finger fucking you until the cum was all out or spraying your pussy with the showerhead until you cried, he wasn’t quite done with you yet, he just wanted a little privacy at this particular moment. After all, at the end of the day, you were his and his alone.

[kirislut]

Hiiii, it is me 😎✌️ I had this request in my mind for a while, and when I found ur page I was like, I feel like you’d write it perfectly!!!! The request: Bakugou or Todoroki having a very tough day, then when their S/O tries to bring them like soup or smth, they throw it on the floor, and the glass cuts the S/Os hands and they try to hide it while picking up everything, and when the boy sees their hand w a bandage later on in the day, they feel SO GUILTY!! Also, w fluff at the end pls! Thank u!

a/n: heyyy 😎✌️, first, thanks for this request! second, i don’t know if i can write it perfectly but i hope you like it absksj. definitely don’t feel any pressure 😳 (i got too excited and wrote a lot....whoops)

warnings: bakugou(swearing), mention of getting cut, mention of blood

Katsuki Bakugou

bakugou is an angry guy, everyone knows that. but today he was especially pissed off. he had gotten into a heated argument with kirishima after training. usually he didn’t care but this time he knew he was wrong but was too damn stubborn and prideful ever admit it.

so instead of working it out with his best friend he was just extra pissed off today. which was unfortunate for you.

when he came back to the shared dorms, you were busy cooking some spicy ramen for the both of you. luckily you had finished training earlier that day, so you and time to surprise your boyfriend!

stomping feet could be heard as you dished yourself and bakugou up, and hearing the stomping meant you knew he was close by. lucky for you he was actually sitting at a nearby table, grumbling to himself about something. you didn’t know what however.

excited to surprise your lover, you practically skip over to the angry blonde. “katsuki! i made some spicy for you~” when you set the bowl in front of him he just grunted and swiped it off the table. “leave me the fuck alone.”

he didn’t even spare you a glance as you just gawked at him, what had you done wrong? gulping nervously you’re just turned to start cleaning up. you used napkins to pick up and wipe up the spilled ramen then started to pick up the broken ceramic.

you didn’t notice that a particular piece was sharp, grabbing it caused you to feel a stinging situation in your palm. so when you pulled away it dragged, creating a now bleeding gash in your palm.

a whimper escaped from you, quickly applying pressure to the wound to delay the bleeding. you moved to the kitchen and used paper towels to clean up your bloody palm, all while bakugou sat there blissfully unaware.

as you cleaned yourself up, the still extra angry male got up from the table and stomped off to his room. he scolded you to leave him alone, because he was actuallt considering apologizing. that thought was pissing him off, and not to mention thinking about how to be kind for once was a slight challenge. only because he was stubborn in this matter.

by the time bakugou was in his dorm room, you had finished up cleaning and were now wrapping up your hand with some gauze because a bandaid wouldn’t suffice. even if bakugou didn’t eat the ramen, didn’t mean you would let it go to waste.

but as your began to ate, you were replaying the situation to try and figure out what went wrong. sure bakugou has a bad temper but this was a different kind of anger which you haven’t seen before. you were absolutely certain you didn’t do anything wrong, so why was bakugou upset?

quickly finishing up your meal and putting away your dishes, you went to bakugou’s room because you were worried about him. it was honestly kinda crazy on how you weren’t even angry or upset with the male, just worried for him because you loved him that much.

everyone has their moments and slip ups were they release their anger on to someone else unintentionally, and you knew that very well. because of a certain boy.

standing in front of your boyfriends door, you knocked. when he didn’t respond after a few seconds you just opened the door and proceeded.

“oi! who said you— oh.” his angry expression faltered when he saw you standing there. lucky for you he was able to calm down after thinking it through and developing a plan. a perfect plan to be precise. nothing less from the ambitious guy himself.

“about earlier, are you okay? you haven’t eaten yet and i know you’re angry.” you shut the door behind you and join bakugou on his bed. bakugou lets out a sigh, leaning back against his headboard and staring at the ceiling.

“you a stalker or something? how can you always read me so well.” bakugou let out another sigh, this time more of a huff as he patted the space beside him. signaling you to sit by him.

as you scooted over to place yourself by him you responded, “i’m your lover katsuki, i think it would be bad if i didn’t know you well wouldn’t it?” the blonde glanced at you then did a little nod. he knew you knew him well, and he kinda loved how sometimes you could practically read his mind.

“i got into a fight with shittyhair, i don’t want to say more because i know i’ll get mad again.” as the spiky blonde explained, he noticed the gauze around your hand. he immediately grabbed your wrist, being gentle, and brought you hand up. “what happened.”

hearing bakugou’s stern tone made you gulp, “i cut myself that’s all! just need to be more careful.” even though you were playing cool bakugou also knew you too well as well. he thought back to when he spotted you in the kitchen, you didn’t have this before. even if you thought bakugou didn’t spare you a glance, he would always look at you once. whether you notice it or not.

his jaw clenched when he realized that he was the cause of this, great today he fucked up twice with two of the people he valued deeply. his silence was definitely worrying you, was he going to yell? you weren’t sure what to expect for once.

his next move you did give you a bit of a surprise. your boyfriend leaned forward and pressed such a soft kiss against your forward. you never knew his kisses could feel so gentle yet loving. “i’m sorry.”

even if his apology was simple, it was all he needed to say. the rest was communicated with his actions. you smiled brightly at bakugou, reciprocating his actions, you pressed a loving kiss against his lips.

the rest of the night was filled with lots of kisses and a plethora of cuddles.

Shouto Todoroki

there is no beating around the bush here, todoroki was having an absolutely terrible day. he was supposed to visit his mother but his father visited him instead. he lectured his son about how he needs to focus on becoming the number one hero, not messing around with a lover. this led to an agruement which also stopped him from seeing his mother because visiting hours had ended by the time he got there.

so when he came back to the dorm, after an entire day basically going garage. he was not happy, in fact he was quite pissed. he didn’t even try to hide his scowl as he passed by you.

“sho? hey sho what’s wrong?” your boyfriend stopped to look back at you. “(y/n) i’m fine. just a little tired.” todoroki went to turn, but you grabbed his hand.

“are you sure? you should eat dinner before going to bed at least. i even have some left over cold soba!” before he could reject you you dragged him off into the kitchen and served him the left over soba you made for yourself not to long ago.

“(y/n) i’m not hungry.” he replied simply. but you weren’t going to let him get off that easily. “sho please eat.” you insisted.

this turned into a banter of back and forth between you two. you kept insisting he ate, whike todoroki kept refusing. he was losing his patience with each time.

as a last cause resort and grabbed his hand and placed the bowl in it, “shouto you need to eat!” your tone was raised and more stern this time. you weren’t angry but just concerned and worried.

but this pushed todoroki over the edge. his hands trembled for a moment before he chucked the bowl at the ground, “(y/n), you don’t need to act like a parent. i can do whatever i want.”

the fact that todoroki didn’t even raise his voice at you, yet it held so much anger, made you tremble in fear. you stood there frozen in shock as your boyfriend proceeded to walk away.

your fists clenched at your sides, now you were getting upset like todoroki was. how could he just throw the food on the ground? besides he was never one to act like this. sure he got angry, as everyone does, but it was another level.

you crouched down and started to pick up the broken pieces of the bowl. trying your best to be careful. but as you reached for a piece of ceramic, another piece of the broken bowl dragged along your finger. immediately you pulled your hand back, cringing at the stinging sensation. there was another piece of bowl beside the one you were reaching, which had a sharp edge sticking up towards you.

you swore under your breath as bleed started to leak from the wound, getting up to take care of it before you finished cleaning up.

on the other hand, todoroki was cooling off in his room. and now starting to feel guilty for what he had said and done. he knew he shouldn’t have been so harsh with you. but you just happened to push him over the edge.

he wasn’t angry with you, no, mostly at himself. he knew he should’ve informed his father himself that he started dating you, but he never got around to it. which led him to finding out on his own and the previous agruement to occur.

but even if his father disagreed, there was no way he was going to lose you. he would prove that you were no distraction, and in fact motivation. before he could prove that, he need to apologize to you first.

leaving his room, he went back down to see if you were still in the kitchen area. but you weren’t, so he went back up to the dorm rooms.

when he got to your room, he didn’t bother knock and just opened the door. “(y/n)?” hearing todoroki’s voice made you look up from your phone. you were just scrolling on social media to take your mind off you little fight with your boyfriend

“shouto, do you need something?” you watched as he came into your room, shutting the door behind him, and going straight to you. he sat himself down across from you, looking at his lap as he thought of how to say what he wanted.

“i’m sorry for throwing your soba. i’m sure it was amazing, but i was just angry. before i was able to visit my mother, my father stopped me give me a scolding about how he disagrees with our relationship.” todoroki looked up at you as he finished, surprised to see how sad you looked.

“but (y/n) don’t worry, i’m not letting him stop our relationship. i can never give you up, please remember that i always love you.” he reached out and gently held your face in his hands, not wanting you to think that he would ever let someone like his father get in the way of you both.

your frown was soon replaced with a smile, honestly you were slightly embarrassed to let yourself think that todoroki would give up on your relationship just because of his own dad.

nuzzling you’re face into his touch, you reached up and covered his hands with your own. but as you did so, todoroki was quick to notice that your finger was covered up by a large bandage.

“was that from me?” todoroki asked as he frowned, letting go of your face and carefully taking your hand so that he could look at your finger.

“no sho! it was my fault, i was careless.” you watched as todoroki lightly shook his head. “no it’s my fault my love, i’m sorry again.” he brought your hand up to his face and placed a warm kiss against your bandaged finger.

watching him made your heart flutter, how did you end up with such a caring boy? todoroki didn’t stop kissing just your finger. he kissed the back of your palm then moved forward to kiss your forehead, then your cheek, then finally your lips.

you smiled happily against his lips. you just so happy to know that nothing could get between you and your beloved. not even his father. and not even a bowl of soba.

[unkownknowledge]

Genshin characters and their spider s/o

A little crossover HC post between terraformars and genshin.

Basically the reader is the result of a messed up experiment and now they look like a monstrous humanoid spider, like this guy:

Except you have no human skin or hair, just pure chitin, extra legs out the back, and mandibles(like a turian)

Also: request are still open, feel free to request!

Including: Jean, Xinqiu, and Razor

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Jean: hollow knight

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Jean had been receiving reports of frightened merchants and townsfolk, all of whom had been found on the road ranting about a giant spider.

Jean was sure it was nothing more than hilichurls or hoarders or abyss mages and the people were merely suffering panic induced hallucinations, this was supported by the clear signs of such dangers at the scene of the crime.

But still, neither any of the knights nor adventurers in the guild reported saving these people, nor did Diluc claim that he did when she asked him.

So Jean decided to investigate, after all not only is there a chance of finding camps of the three above dangers, but also the chance of finding a new ally.

When she saw you in a clearing you looked like a normal human, until you turned your head in an inhuman manner and looked at her with eight red glowing eyes.

You screamed at her and used your geo vision to grow eight giant legs out your back, which you used to run away.

Jean, being the persistent woman she is, wasn't about let you go until she confirmed if you were a friend or foe.

She chased you through the forest for a while, and unfortunately didn't notice a group of hilichurls hiding behind some trees.

One swung out and struck her from behind, knocking her to the ground.

At the sound of this you turned around and saw Jean on the ground.

While she easily could have beaten the hilichurls, she didn't have to. This is because you were immediately next to her, sword drawn and slicing through the monsters like a hot knife through butter. Your geo legs acted like extra blades that parried any attack directed towards the knight.

Because you're other legs were busy, however, you were unable to block the attack from a crossbow that shot right through your knee.

You fell down and were beaten senseless by the hilichurls, the last thing you remember was the sounds of a blade and the monsters turning to dust before you blacked out.

You woke up on a soft bed inside an unfamiliar building. You tried to get up but your knee had a large hole in it, luckily for you your ability to feel pain was long lost.

Jean entered a minute later with some food, "good, your awake."

"Where am I?" You asked.

"In my home, the guest room to be exact."

"Why did you save me?"

"Because you were in danger."

"Yes but why? Aren't you afraid of me?"

"Considering how you saved me as well? No, not at all."

Jean poured some tea for both of you, "now onto-"

You felt your eyes water, something you didn't realize you could still do.

"What's wrong?" Jean asked.

"It's just, it's been so long since anyone was...nice to me. My appearance isn't exactly very welcoming."

"And yet you still help people, the same people who call you a monster?"

"Of course! I might be an abomination, but I'm not a monster. In fact, before I became...this I had always dreamed of joining the knights."

"Well, that makes things easy."

"What do you mean?"

"While I cannot officially make you a knight, I can make you an honorary member of the knights of favonius."

"REALLY!?" You said, a child like excitment on your face.

So you joined the knights, of course not everyone was happy about this.

But noone doubted the acting grand master's decision, after all she never once failed the city.

After a while the city warmed up to you, even hailing you as a hero thanks to all you've done!

But the city's attitude towards you wasn't the only thing getting warmer.

Infact, a certain person's cheeks seemed to grow red as Amber's ribbon at the mere mention of your name.

Lisa and Kaeya were the first to notice Jean's infatuation with you, and they were quite intent on helping her.

It would be easy for them to set it up: you were cold blooded, so you had a heater in your room during the winter, and thanks to a 'freak lightning strike', your house was under renovations for the whole season, this caused Jean to let you stay in her home until yours was repaired.

Now all they had to do was sneak in an 'cool it' down.

You awoke in the middle of the night due to the temperature suddenly dropping. You tried turning on your heater but that didn't work. You went downstairs to make some hot tea, unaware that Kaeya swapped the labels on Jean's coffee and your tea. After making the beverage you sat down in the warmest corner, covered in blankets, and with a warm drink in hand.

Fun fact! Spiders get hella drunk off caffeine.

You are a spider.

One sip of the coffee and you felt funny, you couldn't think straight and felt wobbly.

Kaeya and Lisa giggled watching you.

"So, how DID you get them drunk? You couldn't exactly have spiked their tea could you?" Lisa asked.

"I swapped the labels on their tea and Jeans coffee. Spiders get hella drunk on-" Kaeya noticed Lisa worried face, "fuck, what did I do this time?"

"Kaeya, spiders don't get drunk on caffeine like humans do with alcohol."

Lisa pointed Kaeya towards the window

"Whoops"

Caffeine doesn't make spiders drunk the same way alchohol does a person, which is what Kaeya expected.

Caffeine makes spiders hyper, very hyper.

When Jean heard skittering and clanging she thought someone was robbing the house, so she was reasonably surprised to see you lying in the center of the kitchen, crying, and with webs all over.

When she asked what happened you just rolled over and mumbled out gibberish about how you can't catch any flies.

Jean picked you up to take you to bed, but you wrapped your arms and legs around her and caused her to fall.

"(Y/n), please let me go." Jean pleaded.

You shushed her, "nap time" and fell asleep.

Your grip was to strong for her to get out, and with your weight she couldn't get up in this position, so she just had to wait for you to get up.

The next day Jean got up the same time as you, she would have said something if you didn't kiss her and pet her head.

"I love this dream." You said, nuzzling into the crook of her neck.

Jean was shocked, what dream? You were clearly awake.

"I wonder if Jean is this warm in real life....I wish I could find out..."

"(Y-y/n)" she stuttered out, "you're not dreaming."

You shot up with all your eyes wide as saucers.

You immediately thought of running. But where would you go? The forest? Yeah, that works, just go there a-

You felt a warm sensation on your cheek.

"So (y/n), how does this dream usually go?" Jean said with a suggestive wink.

.

.

.

"(Y/n)?"

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After that rather unconventional confession session, you both started dating.

Jean was concerned about not having enough time for you, but that proved to be very unfounded. Thanks to your many years alone you didn't know what dating was, so to you simply working together was fine.

On every mission out of the city you would bring gifts or a picnic for when the sun was setting.

On days where you both had paper work you would make tea and buy little cakes or biscuits and sit on her lap as you rested on eachother's shoulders and fed each other snacks, under the excuse that "sharing a chair saves space".

On the rare occasion Jean gets to have a day off, she showers you in affection.

She'll make you breakfast in bed(it's not good 80% of the time, but you don't tell her), she'll cuddle with you all day, she'll even read to you if you want. She wants to give back to you for all the time she couldn't give you her full attention.

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Xingqiu: it's like one of my Inazuman graphic novels

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Your meeting with the guhua geek was far more coincidental.

You were just minding your business, catching some animals to eat, when some weird guy just walks by you, not noticing you at all, as he reads his book.

You were rather suprised and, by extension, curious about this boy.

Was he blind in peripheral? Was he that brave? Was he an idiot?

A bit of colum B, mostly colum C.

Xingqiu sat down on a rock and continued reading, given how he was reading aloud you figured you might as well take advantage of his lack of notice and learn to read.

But he did notice.

"Ah shoot, spaces out again." Xingqiu cried, "now I have to start all over."

Xingqiu started reading the book all over again, much to your joy.

You could easily match his words to the page thanks to your speed of comprehension.

When the boy noticed it was getting late he decided to head home, while you were upset you didn't try and stop him. In fact you immediately darted away before he saw you.

The next day he came back, and read from the same spot.

And again

And again

This went on for quite some time.

Xingqiu knew someone was watching him, but he never was able to catch a glimpse. He just figured it was someone who wanted to read legends of the shattered halberd but couldn't find any copies, and so the chivalrous thing to do would be to read it for them.

One day he finished the fifth book and proclaimed it was the last one, which made you rather sad.

Until he spoke to you.

"Well my secretive friend," he turned around, "shall w-"

You screamed

He screamed

For about five minutes.

After which you both just stared at eachother.

He pointed a shakey finger at you, "you're-"

You turned away, 'a freak I know' you thought.

"SO COOL!"

"What?"

Xingqiu immediately ran at you and started inspecting you.

The whole time he had such an amazed look on his face.

"Woah!" He said as he grabbed your mandibles, "are these real?!"

"Ye ey are, a ah ee e ah a" you said hoping he would understand that you need them to talk.

"Oh. Hehe. Sorry." He said releasing them.

"Aren't you...scared of me?" You asked.

"Why would I be? If you wanted to kill me you would have. It's not like I was particularly on guard when I was reading for you."

'Y-you knew I was there?"

"I knew someone was there, and I knew they were watching me read. Since you showed such interest in my book I thought the only chivalrous thing to do was to keep reading."

You were shocked, most people just ran and screamed upon seeing you.

"Now, shall we go look for the sixth book?"

After that you and Xingqiu became fast friends.

He used some of the money he made from the scam he pulled on that scammer to buy out the forest you lived in, making it officially private property so that people won't go after you.

He kept coming back with books for you both to read, you absolutely loved it!

And while you never realized it, you also loved him.

He however, did know he loved you.

Being the menace to society he is, Xingqiu decided the best way to confess was to just kiss you.

You're sitting on a stump with your head on Xingqiu's shoulder.

"This book isn't as good as the others." You say.

"Ah don't be like that, fairy tales are the foundation of all those 'knight in shining armor books' you love."

"Yeah but this is boring."

"True, true. But I think it has a great ending." Xingqiu turned to the final page, "and then the knight told the (royal title) how much he loved them, and to seal his love he placed a kiss on their cheek."

"That wasn't good."

"Why? It was very realistic."

"In what reality does someone confess by kiss-"

*smooch*

It took you a solid five seconds to process what happened.

Xingqiu smirked at you like the bastard man he is, "this one I believe."

Your mandibles hung slack as your face got a dark shade of blue.

"Uh, (y/n)?"

"Clothes off, now."

Xingqiu stumbled out the forest four hours later. Chongyun, who was protecting his privacy, asked him what's wrong.

"Absolutely nothing." He responded with the largest grin a human could muster, before his legs gave out, "can you carry me home?"

Your relationship was more steady than just that bit though.

Xingqiu spent as much time with you as he could, he even learned how to hunt so he could be with you while you hunted for food.

You never left your forest though, you were far to afraid of people and especially the vigilant yaksha(which Xingqiu tried to convince you was friendly).

Of course, not everything goes so simply.

Xingqiu was skipping through the forest, far to enamoured at the idea of you to notice someone following him.

You sat calmly on your rock and awaited your boyfriend of two years, today was his birthday so you made him a beautiful silk picture of his favorite scene from 'the legend of the broken halberd'

You felt the boy drop into your lap, "hello my love!"

You wrapped your arms and extra legs around him, "hello my little knight, I have a wonderful gift for-"

"XINQIU! WHAT THE HELL IS THAT!"

You both turned around to see a man who looked oddly like Xingqiu.

"H-hey big bro..." Xingqiu said, clearly nervous.

"You're his brother?" You asked, "nice to meet you! I'm your future sibling in law!"

His brother looked surprised, then angry, "Xingqiu, a word."

"No," he responded, "anything you can say to me you can say to my (s/o)."

"Xingqiu, this is not a game."

"ANYTHING," Xingqiu said, far more aggressive, "you can say to me, you can say to them."

His brother sighed, "you can't date them."

"I believe I can."

"XINGQIU! ME AND FATHER HAVE TOLERATED ENOUGH OF YOUR CHILDISHNESS! YOU ARE AN HEIR OF THE FEIYUN COMMERCE GUILD, YOU CANNOT DATE THAT-THAT THING!"

Xingqiu shot up into a fighting stance, "care to repeat that?"

Xingqiu stared down his brother with murderous intent.

"So you wont back down?"

"Never, I love (y/n) to much!"

"If you don't leave them, you'll be disowned by father, all your wealth, power, and influence will be forfeited. All for an inhuman freak!"

"Xinqiu please," you tried telling your beloved, "I won't let you sacrifice-"

"Sorry darling, but I don't give a damn." He interrupted you before turning to his brother, "I will NOT abandon my beloved (y/n)! They are the most precious thing in the world to me! So go ahead! Strip me if my title, my riches, of my very skin! My heart will yearn for nothing else but the cold hard touch of love that is my (s/o)!"

Xinqiu's brother smirked

"So, you promise to always be with (y/n)?"

"Yes!"

"Through both sickness and health?"

As smart as he was, Xinqiu couldn't see what was happening, "with all my heart and soul!"

"And you would take (Y/N) as your contractually bound spouse?"

"I would sooner bite my arm off than live another day without them as such! In fact!" Xinqiu turned to you, "(Y/N)! WE'RE GOING TO GET MARRIED RIGHT NOW! COME ON!"

"Hold it!" His brother demanded, "(Y/N)! Would you stay with my brother, Xinqiu, through sickness and health, through rags and riches?"

You nodded, "forever and always!"

"And would you take him to be your contractually bound husband?"

"E-even if I had to fight Rex Lapis himself!"

Two burly hands grabbed the couple and pushed them together, "You may now kiss the bride!"

Without thought, you two kissed each other, not thinking to question the cheering, clapping, and crying-

You both pulled apart, "what the abyss is happening here?!"

The burly arms, now wrapping you both, was an older crying man who also looked like Xinqiu.

Xinqiu's Brother was crying and clapping.

Chongyun was blasting off party cones(🎉🎉these things)

And several other of Xinqiu's friends were there celebrating.

"W-wait..." Xinqiu started to remember that his brother, as a high ranking member of a commerce guild, can officiate marriages.

The older man, Xinqiu's father, cried and said, "finally! Grandchildren!"

(If you can't have babies, adoption exists and is perfectly normal)

Needless to say

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Razor: the big bad spider and the itsy bitsy spider

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(Please understand that my knowledge of Razor is based on his quest, I know of his special vision but it won't be brought up for this. I will be sure to read the wiki page for him if I write him again)

Razor knew something was wrong.

His wolf side told him something was wrong with the forest, and his human side told him it should be either avoided at all cost or destroyed.

Because it had stayed away he had largely tried to just avoid it and keep his lupical away from whatever IT is.

Until a foolish pup decided to try and defeat whatever big bad monster had their protector so scared.

Razor ran faster than any lightning bolt upon hearing the news.

Razor didn't know what he was seeing: giant webs strewn out covering entire trees, boars and Hilichurls wrapped in webs and frozen in a sickly green.

And at the center of it all was a giant, monstrous creature with eight leg like roots coming from it's back, feeding off the life of all the creatures stuck here.

This is what he was afraid of, the beast that every inch of his primal self screamed to get away from.

But he couldn't, not until he found the pup!-

"Hello." You said calmly to the strange man coming into your home, "is this your's?"

You outstretched your hand and a sleeping pup drifted towards razor on a flower.

"He caused lots of problems, so I made him sleep. Don't worry, it's nothing permanent, give him an hour or two and he'll be right up."

After Razor left, you assumed that would be the last disturbance for a while.

But it wasn't.

Razor's wolf half still feared you, was still mortified when he pictured your spider like face, your towering body, everything.

But his human half...teembled.

Not in fear, but in a different way.

He couldn't stop thinking of you, and his primal upbringing did little to quell the less romantic thoughts about your gem like eyes, the way your mandibles clicked and moved when you talked, the overwhelming nature energy that you radiated.

But he still knew good enough to get to know you better.

Just not HOW to do it.

"Why are you spider?"

Is not a good first thing to ask.

But you explained regardless: you were taken as a kid and experimented on by some rogue students from Sumeru academy.

Then some purple lady rescued you, and while you were grateful you much preferred living out in the wild.

"Yes...wild is good! Wolvendom, especially good!"

Someone please help him.

"Purple lady....ah! Shockey wizard lady from knights?"

You nodded

"Razor good friends with her and honorary knight! Do you know red flamy girl?"

"Klee? Oh yes! I love her! She's such a nice kid!"

"Yes, Klee is like lupical! Even if she...burns down forest from time to time."

Lucky for him, your shared familial love for the pyromaniacal minor helped bridge the gap between you two.

Eventually he even got you to leave your grotto(?) And meet his lupical!

He introduced you to the wonders of actually eating rather than just sucking the life force out of animals.

You both love and protect the forest of wolvendom, and if any large threat arises to it then you both will fight fang and claw to protect your home!

Neither of you know what love is in the human sense, but you both feel it to each other and act upon it: giving each other a portion of your food, taking blows in battle for each other, and cuddling more intimately than just friends would.

You are his lupical, and so much more.

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I started this near last year's end, it took me till now to realize I should only do 3 characters.

(Paging: @golden-wingseos, @storytravelled)

[justsomefluff]

ATEEZ Reacts to You in Another Member’s Bed

Summary: You had to get up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom. When you come back to bed, it is not the bed you were expecting.

Hongjoong:

Big baby wouldn’t want you to leave the bed in the first place

Clutching at your shirt to keep you in place

When you manage to escape you can still hear him whining and rolling around

After you finish your business, you stumble back into the room and fall back into bed

But Wooyoung is like wtf are you doing

You're like whoops

And then bounce over to the right bed and Joong is like

I saw that

Like okay? And?

So you just close your eyes again, I mean no biggie 

But Joongie is like

Heyyyyyyyyyyyy.... you should know betterrrrr

Whiny to the max

So you just squish your face up under his neck and shush him

In the morning he’s all pouty still 

So you have to make a big show of apologizing to both him and Wooyoung

Takes a hot second to get forgiveness

Highkey, he wasn’t actually mad

Actually thought it was really funny

Just wanted extra affection (brat)

Seonghwa:

This possessive fool

You get up and go to bathroom no problem

He just kinda rolls over once you leave

But when you go back to bed

In Mingi’s bed...

Mingi screams bc he’s dramatic

And you scream bc terrifying

And Yeosang is like wtf can y’all stfu

So you’re all embarrassed and apologizing profusely

You back out of the room and start laughing to yourself in the hallway

This time you check the room to be sure it’s the right one

You slip under the covers next to Seonghwa, still laughing

He wakes up this time and he’s like

“Funny dream?”

And you tell him what happened

He laughs at first but then he’s all

How could you go to Mingi’s room

Oppa told you you’re his to cuddle

Starts referring to himself in the third person, as Oppa

You’re rolling your eyes like dude hush

So he gets pouty like 

Don’t roll your eyes at Oppa

STOP CALLING YOURSELF OPPA

And then you go back to sleep without incident but have to give him extra affection in the morning

Yunho:

As soon as you get out of bed he starfishes

You’re like wow I’m never gonna be able to get back in bed, there’s no room

When you finish in the bathroom you’re all squinty because your eyes are droopy and stuff

When you wiggle yourself into bed next to the starfish, you’re like ugh this sucks

You start poking his belly to get him to move

Then Jongho’s like who the hell is poking me

He opens his eyes and is like whatcha doin’ kiddo

And you’re like oh geez

So you just run out of the room and hope he thinks it was a dream

When you find the correct starfish, he has transformed into a burrito

So now, instead of not having space, you won’t have blankets

Lovely

But you decide not to poke because you have just experienced some seriously awkward consequences to poking

You just start violently tugging on the sheets

Who really cares if he wakes up

Yunho will just fall right back to sleep anyway

Unconsciously, Yunho lifts his arm above his head 

And you YANK

Burrito: unrolled

So basically Yunho sleeps through everything and you have to tell him in the morning

And he’s like HAHAH you’re embarrassing

Doesn’t care and makes fun of you for the rest of your life

“Lmao remember that time-”

Yunho I swear to God

Yeosang:

Smushy cheeks on his pillow

Dead asleep when you leave

But you end up back in bed

With Hongjoong

Hongjoong wakes up and he’s like 

Um, s’cuse me

Get out

And he’s blushy because it’s awkward

But you’re so tired that you don’t really care tbh

Of course in the morning you’ll be mortified but cross that bridge ya know?

So you waddle over to the right room

Slip into bed next to Yeosang

He wakes up this time like where’d ya go

Bathroom then I slept with Joong

WHAT

“Accidentally went to his room and almost fell asleep in his bed lmao we didn’t have sex dummy”

Ohhhhhhhhhhh

He laughs but you seriously scared him how rude

But then he thinks about it some more and he giggles (you know the super cute one he does?? that one)

Genuinely finds humor in the situation

Still laughing about it in the morning tbh

Makes fun of you so much when you’re dying of embarrassment 

“HYUNG SHE SAID YOU SLEPT TOGETHER”

STFU NO I DID NOT

But who remembers facts? Not Yeosang

San:

San is more bitter about it than the others

When you tell him how you accidentally got in Seonghwa’s bed instead of his he’s like

Then go back

Jealous baby

How could she not know my bed??

Expects you to have some sort of sixth sense about him just cuz you’re dating

Tbh always thought you were a superhero aww

But you’re powers are weak apparently

How dare you not recognize his bed at 3 in the morning when you’re tired and there’s no light?!

Absurd

And you have to spend the entire next day forcing him into cuddles and kisses and stuff cause he’s lowkey mad at you

But you’re determined to get it through his thick ass head that it was an honest mistake

Finally he relents but he’s like, next time you have to pee...hold it

San literally makes the exact same mistake and ends up in Seonghwa’s bed

Seonghwa is like IM GONNA PUT A PADLOCK ON MY DOOR

Oops

And then it’s your turn to make fun of San so you’re even

Mingi:

Big. Baby.

Clingy and all that

But you’re half asleep

I’ll be back I just have to pee chill the f out

But then you are not back

Because you’re in Yunho’s bed

Two big boys can get confusing in the dark okay?

And Yunho didn’t wake up when you got in his bed so he doesn’t even notice anything out of place

Mingi is like

She’s been gone a while

And he goes to look for you

Clingy or is he just worried bout you? You decide

Anyway you’re not in the bathroom so he’s like ??????

But then he’s walking by Yunho’s room and he’s like

He never leaves the door open what’s up with that

So he peeks in and he’s like... there’s one extra person in that bed...

He’s nosy so he’s like who dis

AND ITS YOUUU

He’s like what in the world

But you and Yunho aren’t like, cuddling or anything so he’s like whatever

Basically you just made a wrong turn on the way back from the bathroom bc their doors are across from each other

Mingi just kinda picks you up and takes you back to his room

Doesn’t say anything to anyone in the morning because he doesn’t wanna embarrass you sweet boy

Does make you stay in bed with him for a while longer in the morning though

But you don’t really think anything of it bc he’s hard to wake up anyway

Wooyoung:

You’re scared to tell him that after you went potty you ended up in Yeosang’s bed

I mean nothing happened but Wooyoung’s mind can spiral into suspicion so you’re worried

I mean Yeosang was just as terrified

Wooyoung’s wrath ya know?

Yeosang’s like did you see him win that blindfolded swordfight omg

So you and Yeosang decide to both tell him

You’re all on different couches like an intervention

And you explain what happened super gently

You’re already apologizing to both of them when Wooyoung laughs straight in your face

He’s like WHO CARES

As long as anything didn’t actually happen between you then whatever

Just try not to do it again

And you’re like ahhhhh omigod

Wooyoung just kinda gives you a hug and a kiss

Then he leaves the room like nothing happened

And you and Yeosang are like... wut

So you follow him like are you actually okay bc like

And Wooyoung’s like I genuinely don’t care

But then you make him cuddle for the rest of the day bc you wanna make sure he knows you love him

Jongho:

You never intended to end up in San’s bed

Quite the opposite actually

I mean he does share a room with your boyfriend so I guess that’s an alright excuse

But you pretty much passed out again after your head hit the pillow

San wakes up and is like wtf

And instead of waking you up to get you out of his bed he starts whisper shouting to Jongho

And Jongho’s like shut up Im asleep

San’s like get yo girl

Jongho wakes up at that one

And then he’s laughing like really loud

Because he thinks it’s hilarious

Like San is so uncomfortable and you're dead asleep

Laugh riot

And he’s being loud so you wake up

And then Jongho’s standing and San is in bed next to you and you’re like oooowhooppsssiee

So you get up and you’re like my bad

San’s like whatever don’t get in my bed, you kicked Shiber out of his spot

Sorry Shiber

You get back into bed with Jongho but he keeps laughing so you don’t sleep for another hour

Teases the living daylights out of you until San threatens to kill him and he’s like sorry hyung

Then you sleep

But if you think he's not gonna start making fun of you straight out the gate in the morning

You’re so wrong

[uppastthejelliclemoon]

Could you tell us more about your headcanon next gen kittens? I loved their appearances in that older!Munkustrap story you wrote, and I'd love to know more about them!

Absolutely!!

Anthea and Charon: Hestia and Tumblebrutus’ kittens

- Charon’s older by a year, and he’s very protective over his little sister. Anthea loves her big brother very much, and the two of them are absolutely inseparable. 

- Anthea definitely takes after her dad, and loves learning how to do all the acrobatic flips and tumbles that he does, and she’s very bubbly and happy!

- Charon takes more after his mom, and he’s a bit quieter than his sister and is more introverted. He loves his cuddles though, and as a kitten, he would refuse to leave his mother and father’s sides. He’d always have to be carried around, and if it was Hestia or Tumble holding him, it was most likely Tugger, because his mane is ideal for kittens to snuggle into.

- Tumble is absolutely the best dad, and he always takes time for both his kittens, because he loves them both so much and wants to spend as much time as he can with his family. He takes them on adventures around the Junkyard, and Hestia brings them to Bustopher’s clubs to visit their great-uncle. 

- Charon and Anthea are very in tune with each other, and since they both have their mom’s magic, they’re able to know each other’s feelings. They’re not as magically in tune as Coricopat and Tantomile, but they know each other well enough without having to talk to each other. 

Tate and Ramona: Jemima’s kittens

- Ramona was the first kitten that Jemima found on the street. She was hunting through some garbage, and Jemima brought her back to the Junkyard. Demeter nearly cried because SHE HAS A GRANDDAUGHTER NOW and Jemima became very happy with her little girl.

- Not long after, she found Tate. He was sick, tossed out by his humans once they found out that one of the children had an allergy. Jemima brought him back to the Junkyard, and, with the help of Jenny, helped him get better.

- Ramona really loves her brother, but Tate is a very distrusting cat. After what happened with his humans, he’s hesitant to interact with others, so he really only talks to his mom and sister. He does talk to Charon and Anthea, and occasionally with Evangeline and Felicity, but he prefers to stay quiet.

- Jemima really loves being a mom, and she sings her kittens to sleep every night, which always helps to soothe Ramona’s nightmares. She gets nightmares from being on the streets, so this actually helps her form a bond with her Auntie Jojo! She really likes Jubilee.

- Tate forms a close bond with Hestia, and Hestia loves her nephew very much. Jubilee and Hestia are just the best aunts to the twins (even though they’re not really twins, that’s what everyone calls them!)

Kace, Tallulah, Rhiannon: Tantomile and Rumpleteazer’s kittens

- After the “Seven Kittens in a Hat” event, Mistoffelees realized that he could help Jellicles who couldn’t have kittens of their own.

- He took a bit of Tanto’s fur and a bit of Teazer’s, and put it into his hat. He then pulled out a tom kitten who was a copy of Tanto, a queen kitten who was a copy of Teazer, and a final queen kitten who was a perfect mix of them both. 

- Kace, even though he looks identical to Tantomille, actually takes after Teazer the most, and he loves spending time with his Uncle Jerrie. He’s a very chaotic boy, and Tantomile’s the only one who can get him to calm down.

- Tallulah is a mix of both her moms, just like her fur. She’s got Teazer’s chaotic streak, but she’s also got the braincell of the triplets, so she knows when to not make chaos in the Junkyard. 

- Of course, Rhiannon takes after Tantomile. She’s the calmest of her siblings and cousins, and prefers to meditate with her mom and Uncle Cori. She loves spending time at the library with her Auntie Jojo.

Jax: George and Etcetera’s kitten

- Jax is a sweet angel baby boy and 10/10 would die for him. 

- Etcetera loves her son with all her heart, and George is the proudest dad in the entire world. Jax loves his mom and dad, and he’s just such a sweetheart. He’s the best kitten, and is happy just to have his mom and dad spending time with him.

- Like George, Jax is very excitable, and he is a very friendly boy. He can and will run and hug absolutely anyone who comes into the Junkyard. He gives Munkustrap heart attacks when he just runs off to hug any random cat (or dog).

- He may or may not have a ridiculously massive crush on Zephyr, and he just turns into an absolutely stuttering mess whenever Zephyr looks his way. 

- He really loves spending time with his cousins and his Auntie Hestia, but he really, really loves going on adventures with his granddad. Skimble sometimes takes him to the train station, and they ride the railway together. Skimble tells Jax stories, and he absolutely loves hearing about all the adventures he’s gone on. 

Zephyr: Cassandra and Alonzo’s kitten

- He looks a lot like Cassandra, with a bit of white mixed into his brown fur. 

- He’s very slinky, just like his father, but he has not graduated fully into the Slinky Bastard form. He’s getting there, though. 

- He’s very good at controlling his emotions and not letting them get the better of him. He’s very proper, and occasionally can come off as a bit aloof and mean before others get to know him.

- That being said, he’s absolutely HOPELESS when it comes to his feelings for Jax. He’s very stubborn, but as soon as he sees Jax jumping all over the place and just being his usual, excitable, adorable self, he’s a goner. He spends most nights venting to either his mom or his dad about “stupid Jax and his adorable laugh and his funny jokes and his warm hugs and DAD STOP LAUGHING AT ME”

- Zelda also teases him CONSTANTLY about it, but then he gets back at her by teasing her about her crush on Kace so it’s okay. 

Zelda and Thalia: Victoria and Plato’s kittens

- Zelda’s older than Thalia by two years, so she and Zephyr are attached at the hip. Both girls see Zephyr as another brother. 

- Zelda’s a bit better with her emotions, so she’s at least able to have a civil conversation with Kace, so she’s getting somewhere with her feelings!!

- Thalia is blind. But, to the surprise of her parents, she has magic, inherited from her grandmother on Victoria’s side, the same queen who is the reason for Mistoffelees having magic. 

- So, with the help of her magic, Thalia can “see” the auras of other cats, and that’s how she’s able to get around. This just makes Zelda a little extra protective of her, but Thalia knows that her sister loves her. 

- Plato is absolutely in love with his girls, and he cried when they were both born because he’s a dork. Victoria teaches them how to dance while Plato just watches proudly because he’s the best dad. 

@queencurlycrown PLEASE PUT YOUR HEADCANONS FOR EVA AND FELI!!!

(also whoops looks like I have a large amount of ocs now... did not mean for that to happen but oH WELL)

[chouetteffraie]

25 for chuudazatsu👀

Chuudazatsu is such a good ot3 and we’re all sleeping on it

OTP asks (still open!)

25. What moves do they know work on the other?

ok so I took this as what can one person do to get the attention of the other / wrap them around their finger and I have some IDEAS

btw when I talk about getting  them individually that can mean both getting them to himself or luring them into plans they already have with the other.

Atsushi

To get Dazai…

Tease in public. Dazai’s all about teasing, but he gets awfully flustered when he’s the one being teased. Of course he has a poker face so you wouldn’t be able to tell as an outsider, but Atsushi knows if he drops little hints, whispers dirty things in his ear (or even just compliments in a breathy voice), or places gentle touches on his thigh and gives him a look Dazai will be itching to drag him home (or anywhere he’d let himself be dragged.) It’s even more fun to watch Dazai squirm if Atsushi says they have to wait for Chuuya to come home.

Threaten choosing Chuuya. Dazai’s a little competetive with his ex-partner-turned-romantic-partner, so if Atsushi is trying to drop a few hints and Dazai’s being difficult, all Atsushi has to do is sigh and say, “Well, I guess I can always ask Chuuya when he gets home…” and suddenly Dazai will be all ears for any requests Atsushi may have.

Pout/Beg. Not obnoxiously, but if Atsushi puts on a sweet face and looks at Dazai with teary, pleading eyes it’s hard to say no. I’m calling it now, Dazai may or may not be extremely turned on by taking someone’s innocence and being trusted with something so important, so even if Dazai knows Atsushi has been deflowered and has seen him in all kinds of raunchy situations, if he can put on the act, that’s enough.

To get Chuuya…

Be direct. Chuuya seems like the type of guy that wouldn’t mind if his lover did the pursuing. If Atsushi snuggles up to his shoulder or sits on his lap while he’s relaxing and offers to take him to the bedroom, there’s a high chance he’s been waiting for him to ask and will go immediately.

Mention something Dazai did. If Atsushi wants Chuuya to feel the adrenaline of competition, all he has to do is start squirming and letting Chuuya know that he needs some sort of release. If he can mention something that Dazai did last night that just made him see stars, Atsushi can count on Chuuya offering to show him something even better (or, at the least, trying it out himself.)

Surprise him. Atsushi is probably the least assertive one in the group (though that’s not to say he isn’t assertive.) He isn’t the type to do something potentially disrespectful the thought of slapping anybody’s ass probably horrifies him but if Chuuya’s making dinner and he slings an arm around his waist and plants kisses on his cheek, slowly trailing them down to his neck…Chuuya might even get a little flustered, depending on how sneaky Atsushi’s being.

To get them both…

Act like he wants one while seducing the other. If he’s letting Dazai push him toward bedroom, Dazia’s lips on his neck, and he sends a longing glance towards Chuuya, he’s definitely following after them. Alternatively, if Chuuya picks him up and Atsushi reaches for Dazai too, who is he to say no to Atsushi?

Ultra-pamper them. Atsushi normally likes to make sure his boys have dinner and take care of themselves, but if he’s offering massages and giving them extra kisses they know he’s trying to butter them up and they’re all going to end the night very satisfied.

Act super needy. What can they say? They make a good team, especially when it comes to pleasing Atsushi. If he says that giving him what he needs is a two man job, who are they to tell him it isn’t?

Dazai

To get Atsushi…

Ask nicely. Literally all Dazai has to do is propose the idea. He’s kissing Atsushi? “Hey, what do you say we take this to the bedroom?” They’re cuddling on the couch? “Hm, I just wish I could get even closer to you…” Atsushi lives to please and literally just needs asked most times.

Gentle touches. Atsushi is touch starved and very sensitive. If Dazai starts playing with is hair a certain way, trails his touches down Atsushi’s arm or back, and just gently traces patterns on his skin, Atsushi will be eagerly leaning into every touch until he’s putty in Dazai’s hands.

Rough touches. Conversely, if Dazai makes it very clear what he wants, Atsushi finds it hard to say no. Rather than luring him into the bed, pull him in and make every kiss count. Atsushi isn’t into the rough treatment, but he is into the passion behind it.

To get Chuuya…

Challenge him. Listen, they’re competitive, okay? Chuuya isn’t competitive with Atsushi, but he definitely is with Dazai. Seeing how long it takes Chuuya to get Dazai to unravel or who can bring Atsushi to wit’s end quickest or the most times is a good way to get him involved.

Kisses where he’s sensitive. The man likes to be romanced too! Dazai knows a lot of things about Chuuya, including where he’s most sensitive. Kisses on his neck or anywhere that make his knees weak might get him more likely to agree to any fun.

Manhandle him a little. Chuuya can take it, and this adds in to the competitive spirit. He doesn’t mind a few marks on his own skin as long as he can dish them out too. In fact, he’ll be happier the next morning if he can wear them as trophies only three people know about.

To get them both…

Pout. If Dazai makes a big production out of it, he can most likely get them both in bed (or wherever is closest). Atsushi would feel bad if Dazai feel neglected, and Chuuya would too, though he claims he just wants Dazai to shut up.

Sweet talk them. Dazai’s a charmer, so all he has to do is tell them exactly what they want to hear. “Atsushi, you’re so beautiful, I just can’t go on without having you in my arms~” and “Chuuya, we all know you’re the most impressive in bed, I just can’t get it out of my mind how good you make me feel~” are normally good starting points.

Pick them up. Literally. Just throw one over each shoulder and run to the bed before he falls. Chances are he just got impatient trying to actually seduce them and decided to try his luck in a more intimate setting.

I don’t think I take Dazai very seriously lol whoops

Chuuya

To get Atsushi…

Compliments. Chuuya’s about as charming as Dazai, only he doesn’t have the frustrating antics tainting that image. He could get anyone in bed, and Atsushi is no exception to this rule. Grabbing his chin, looking him in the eyes and telling him a few nice things is enough to get his knees weak and a “yes, please” already on his lips.

Alone time/special treatment. Atsushi enjoys quality time, and he’s completely in love with any kind of fluffy sex he might get out of either of his partners. Chuuya will absolutely plan a day where Dazai isn’t home and give Atsushi a mini spa day, complete with any massages he could desire, and make sure every need is completely taken care of.

Gentle demands. Atsushi isn’t one to be only submissive though, and if Chuuya wants to handle him a little more roughly he can take it. A few pulls on his hair, leading him by the hand, pushing him against the wall, all while ordering him around- nicely- will automatically get him in the mood.

To get Dazai…

Empty threats. All Chuuya’s gotta do is make sure Dazai knows that this is what he wants. He’s not cooperating? Fine, he’ll just have to take care of Atsushi himself and make sure he hears them. There’s plenty of dishes to do, why don’t you make yourself useful while we have our fun? Acting like he doesn’t care is a sure way to make sure he does.

Bargains. The reverse of this. If he follows Chuuya, they’ll have an excuse not to do the dishes tonight. If Atsushi isn’t home and they’re….occupied when he gets there, he’ll have to clean up before he can join. (Chuuya makes sure this never actually happens, something Dazai also knows, but it’s enough to persuade him.)

Frame it as a reward. Dazai’s been extra nice, actually doing his work, or picked up around the house? He must be so tired, why doesn’t he let Chuuya help him out?

To get them both…

Dirty talk. Like I said, he’s a charmer. If he wants to be commanding and tell them exactly what he wants to do to them, Dazai and Atsushi will be eager to do as he says. This works especially well if he just brings it up out of nowhere, like at dinner or on his way home.

Romance. Who says a bottle of wine, candlelit dinner, and enough rose petals to fill a large storage container can’t get you anywhere?

Take time out of his day/routine. Dazai  and Atsushi know that the relationship is hard on him, since he’s the only one in the mafia and what not. They appreciate that he puts so much effort into it, so if he spends and entire day with them, especially if he had to work to get day off, they’ll make sure he knows.

I hope this made sense and you liked it, nonnie!!

[zoocross0vers]

Raspberries Challenge #9: Sleeping Beauty

A/N:  Though I know that there aren’t any birds in Zootopia and even I myself have avoided putting them into any of my fanfictions, this fic will have birds in it. So just pretend for the sake of this fic that birds exist in the Zootopia universe but are not evolved like mammals. They’re still normal animals as they are in the real world :)

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Raspberries Challenge #9: Sleeping Beauty

                                                 Sleeping Bunny

In the wake of her sixteenth birthday, a lovely gray bunny with amethyst eyes strolled through the forest in search of berries. Briar Rose, the bunny in question sang a simple yet graceful melody with her angelic voice.

Aaaaaaa

Ha...ha...

Aaaaa...

Through her heavenly voice, she gained the attention of various little songbirds. Soon enough, a bluebird chirped the same melody as she did.

Cheeeep

Cheep...cheep…

Cheeeep...

The little bluebird glided down to her, settling on a branch just as Briar Rose repeated the melody.

Aaaaaaa

Ha...ha...

Aaaaa...

The blue bird attempted to cheerfully repeat the tune when a red cardinal joined it on the same branch and eagerly bounced as he chirped, causing the poor bluebird to fall off.

Luckily for the bluebird, Briar Rose placed her paw below the branch, catching the little bluebird before he could hit the ground. The grateful little bluebird gave her a bashful ‘thank you’ kiss on her cheek.

The happy bunny sang the melody once more as she helped the bluebird into the air.

Aaaaaaa

Ha...ha...

Aaaaa…

The merry bluebird and cardinal flew over to a tree to awaken some of their other feathered friends -- two yellow birds -- to join them in welcoming their bunny friend.

The two yellow birds happily flew over to help fetch their sleeping owl friend. Indeed the poor owl was still snoring within a thick tree trunk himself just as the two yellow birds pushed him out of his home, onto the tree branch, and down below. He spread his wings open just in time to allow himself to gently float down into Briar Rose’s empty berry basket. Upon seeing the bunny, the owl didn’t seem to mind being shoved out of his home and into the light of day. For he as with the rest of the birds, knew the bunny. She was their friend and a regular to the forest whenever her adoptive uncles and aunt would ask her to go out and collect berries.  

Yes, Briar Rose lived a very humble and simple life. Though in truth her life was anything but.

For unknown to her, the bunny’s name was not Briar Rose, but Judith Hopps. Princess Judith Hopps, daughter of the royal king and queen of the Zootopian Kingdom, King Stuart Hopps and Queen Bonnie Hopps.  

Her peasant uncles and aunt were not who they seemed to be either. In reality they were not normal everyday mammals, they were in fact, fairies. Fairies who took it upon themselves to care for the young bunny since her infancy in order to protect her from an evil curse placed upon her by the cruel sorceress, Bellwether. A sheep with a heart as black as the long robe she wore.

Angered by the mere and petty fact that she was not invited to the presentation of the new princess, the vengeful sheep cursed the child -- and declared that upon her sixteenth birthday, the young bunny would prick her finger on the spindle of a spinning wheel and die!

Though Judith's fairies could do nothing to reverse the spell, they were at the least able to undo the result of the curse if it were to ever come to fruition. So that rather than dying, Judith would merely fall into a deep sleep until awakened by true love’s kiss.

Fearful of taking any chances however, Judith's father, King Stuart ordered that all spinning wheels be burned as a precaution to protect his daughter.

As an extra means of precaution, Finnick, the leader of the three good fairies suggested to the king that they be allowed to take Judith to live with them in the countryside and raise her as an ordinary peasant girl. This way, Bellwether would not be able to keep tabs on Judith and force her to prick herself on a spinning wheel when she would come of age for the curse to take effect. The fairies themselves would also be left without magic for these long sixteen years in order to keep Bellwether from sensing their magic and locating Judith.

Though difficult at first, considering that they were unaccustomed to living without magic (particularly Clawhauser), the fairies eventually made do and successfully managed to raise Judith into a fine young doe. Now, on the day of her sixteenth birthday, it was a time to celebrate! For today was not only the young princess’ birthday, but it was also at last the day that she would finally be returned to her parents.

Though Judith knew nothing about her true parentage, she still knew that today was a special day. Not only because it was her birthday and her uncles and aunt had obviously sent her out looking for berries as a means to get her out of the cottage so that they can plan something nice for her, but because she had a very special dream that she just had to share with her little woodland friends.

Judith continued to hum her happy tune as more little birds followed her on her berry picking venture. She crossed a log leading to the other half of the forest, just as a roofless royal carriage wheeled by in the distance.

The carriage was pulled by a middle aged grayish-white horse with a black mane named Samson. Within the royal carriage rode a young red fox by the name of Nicholas Wilde. Prince Nicholas Wilde to be exact. The son of King Stuart’s best friend, King Jonathan Wilde and Judith's betrothed. Though this was a fact that Judith was ignorant to.

The laid back prince rode very casually -- he had his arms rested behind his head, his back slouched against his seat, his feet up on the opposite seat, and his red cap flopped over his eyes.

“I do say sire,” declared the horse, “We’re making rather good time aren't we? At this rate we’ll make it to the Hopps castle long before sunset.”

“Mhm,” the fox responded with a lazy and far too relaxed hum.

“Are you excited to meet your future bride, sire?” asked the horse.

“Huh?” Prince Nicholas lifted his cap to view the horse.

“I asked if you’re excited to meet your bride today? She's expected to come home today, you know.”

“Well, sure I guess,” the fox replied somewhat uncertain, “I just hope I like her. I mean I haven't seen her in sixteen years. Last time I saw her she was still a baby and getting cursed by some sheep witch.”

“Yes, I remember that day,” replied the horse, “You were still very young yourself. I'm surprised you remember everything so well.”

“I wonder what happened to her in all this time?” the prince asked himself.

Just then, Prince Nicholas’ ears stood on end, catching sound of what appeared to be angelic singing in the distance. “What's that?” Nicholas asked as he looked toward the distance behind them.

“What's what?” asked the horse.

“That! Listen!” Prince Nicholas perked an ear to listen carefully.

Aaaaaaa

Ha...ha...

Aaaaa…

“Beautiful…” Prince Nicholas breathed, enchanted by the unknown voice.

Samson merely rolled his eyes, “Come now sire, we’ve no time to be chasing after phantom voices.”

“Aw come on Samson, you can't tell me you're not a little bit curious to know what that voice is,” said the fox prince, attempting to have his driver take him to the source of the mysterious voice.

“I don't much trust the unknown sire. What if it's a siren?”

“No siren can have a voice that angelic. Besides, that's just a myth. Come on, let's go see,” Nicholas insisted.

“I don't believe we should sire, we’re expected,” argued the horse as he continued forward.

“Not even for a keg of oats?” answered the fox with a sly grin, knowing the horse’s weakness for food. As expected, the horse froze in place and looked at the prince. “Followed by a month’s supply of carrots? I know your wife loves baking you carrot cakes and we are going to a bunny kingdom after all. I'll bet they're just swimming in carrots and don’t even know what to do with them or who to give them to.”

The gluttonous Samson licked his lips, “Hold on tight sire! It may be a bumpy ride!” declared the horse as he turned the carriage around.

“Atta boy Samson!” cheered the fox, eager to find the source of the beautifully haunting voice.

Samson ran at full speed through the forest, dragging the carriage every which way in an attempt to pinpoint the voice. For a moment, he lost wind of it and stopped at an opening between a thicket of trees. Nick perked his ear to listen…

Aaaaa…

Ha...ha...

Aaaaa…

“Over there!” Prince Nicholas pointed ahead. Samson followed the fox’s direction and headed there at full speed, failing to see the large tree root sticking up from the ground. The carriage wheels crashed into it, causing the carriage to fling the royal fox right out of his seat!

“WHOA!”

SPLASH!

Samson stopped in his tracks upon hearing the splash. Whoops…

The horse turned to see the young fox prince soaked to the bone and sitting in the middle of a small lake. The horse cautiously approached him and lifted his red cap. “Going for a quick swim, sire?”

The grumpy fox splashed some water in his face, “No carrots.”

.

Back in the woods, Judith picked some berries as she sang a new little song:

I wonder

I wonder

I wonder why each little bird…

Has a someone

Two of Judith’s little feathered friends cuddled together. The bunny smiled, happy for them.

To sing to

Sweet things to

Judith’s owl friend settled on a branch with a small flower in his mouth -- a gift for his bunny friend. Judith gave him a bow, graciously accepting his gift.

A gay little love melody

The owl smiled happily as he and Judith’s other feathered friends followed her as she slowly approached the cliff edge overseeing the Hopps castle in the distance.

I wonder

I wonder...

If my heart keeps singing

Will my song go winging

To someone…

Who’ll find me

Upon reaching the cliff edge, the bunny settled her basket and arms on a low hanging branch as she gazed longingly toward the castle. She didn’t know why, but as long as she could remember she had always felt some strange connection toward that castle. If not for anything else, but because she just wished to interact with more animals. Her entire life she’s been isolated in her family’s cottage. It’s not that she didn’t love or enjoy her uncles’ and aunt’s company, but she did at times wish that she could interact and make friends with other mammals, preferably those more near her age.

And perhaps even, one day finding that special mammal just for her...

And bring back a love song

To me...

Alas, Judith knew all that was just a dream.

She sighed miserably as she walked back into the forest with her head low in disappointment. “Why do they still treat me like a child?”

Her concerned owl friend flew over to her, “Who?” he curiously hooted to her face.

“Uncle Finnick and Aunt Fru-Fru and Uncle Clawhauser,” Judith said with a somewhat resigned shrug. The bunny sat by the lake’s bank, casually dipping her toes in the water. “They never want to meet anyone. They say it’s too dangerous for me to be outside, because you can’t be too careful with strangers.”

Her bird friends chirped sadly for her. Judith giggled kindheartedly and touched by their concern, “It’s okay, I understand why they do it. They aren’t wrong, but sometimes I think they over do it. They just seem so terrified of every mammal I might come into contact with as if they were to be literal monsters in disguise. I don’t know why.”

Judith’s bluebird friend chirped with a shrug as if saying: ‘beats me?’

“But you know what?” Judith began as her melancholy expression faded and a secret smile formed. “I’ve fooled them,” she whispered with a proud grin, “I have met someone!”

Her bird friends chirped with delight at the news.

“Who?” hooted her owl friend. Judith happily got up from her seat at the bank, creating suspense for her friends’ curiosity. “Who? Who?” hooted the owl again, dying for details.

Finally giving in, Judith responded, “Oh no big deal. Just a prince,” she grinned cheekily. How exciting! Her bird friends chirped ecstatically, wanting more details about Judith’s new royal friend.

Judith giggled happily, “Details? Okay let’s see. He’s tall and handsome. And believe it or not…” Judith looked around as if wanting to make sure no one else was listening in on their conversation. “He was a fox!” The birds chirped in surprise, but excited for Judith. “Although he wasn’t a fennec fox like Finnick, he was a red fox. And he was so romantic,” Judith sighed dreamily as she picked another berry from a nearby branch.

The birds chirped eagerly, wanting to know about her and the fox.

“Well, we walked together and talked together...and just before we say goodbye, he takes me in his arms…” Judith said hugging herself, “And then…”

Chirp, chirp, chirp!

The birds chirped eagerly! Desperately hoping that what came next was a kiss!

“I woke up,” Judith said, horribly disappointing both herself and bird friends who became as deflated as she did to hear it was all a dream. Judith sighed, taking a seat on an elevated tree root, “I guess my dreams are the only place I can ever meet someone.” Judith gazed at her birds, noting how sad they were for her. Feeling bad for upsetting the mood, the ever hopeful Judith took one on her finger, “But don’t worry, they say if you dream something more than once it’s sure to come true! And I’ve seen him so many times.” Judith blushed at the thought of her dream prince.

Though she was hopeful, one of her little feathered friends atop the branches didn’t feel like her having to settle was good enough. The sad little brown bird looked to the distance and saw something that immediately caught his eye -- it was Prince Nicholas’ red cloak and cap! An idea formed within the little bird’s mind and he picked out a berry to toss it at the owl.

clunk, clunk, clunk

The berry hit and bounced off the owl’s head, then onto the bluebird’s head, and then onto the cardinal’s head. The looked up to the brown bird and saw that he was bouncing excitedly. They flew up to him and he pointed out the cloak and cap to them. The owl’s eyes shined with an idea! He gathered his fellow woodland friends closer and hooted orders to them. They seemed to agree to whatever it was he told them and they all flew into action.

The six birds gathered the cloak and cap just when they heard a male voice speak. “You know what Samson?” Prince Nicholas asked his driver as he wrung his fluffy red tail dry. The horse meanwhile just snacked on some alfalfa he had brought for the trip. “There was something strange about that voice. Too beautiful to be real. Maybe you were right and it was some mythical creature like a wood sprite or something.”

“I did try to warn you, sire,” answered the horse.

“Yeah,” the prince scoffed, “And all I succeeded in was falling into the lake. Courtesy of you Samson. Glad I can count on you to warn me about that elevated tree root,” the fox said sarcastically.

“I already said I was sorry, your grace. You’ve already taken away my carrots as punishment.”

Prince Nicholas sighed, “Yeah, I know. I guess I was just too excited to know what that voice was--”

“Your grace!” Samson shouted as he lifted his gaze and saw the birds flying away with Prince Nicholas’ belongings.

Surprised by the horse’s shouting, Nicholas turned around just in time to see his clothes taking flight. “What the--?! H-Hey! Stop!” Prince Nicholas and Samson bolted after them in an attempt to catch up with the fox’s runaway clothes.   

After losing the fox and horse, the owl and birds settled on a branch to put their plan into action. Though they were not mammals themselves, they would give Judith her prince charming so she wouldn’t have to just dream of him.

The brown bird settled himself on top of the owl’s head with the red cap over him, while the bluebird and cardinal tied the cloak around the owl. The bluebird and cardinal each took a side of the cloak to give the impression of arms.

It was perfect! They looked just like a prince! The birds nodded to one another, satisfied and elegantly made their way toward Judith.

Judith, who had remained on her seat at the elevated root, caressed a paw over one of her bird friends when she noticed them. She gasped in exhilarated shock, “Why, it’s my dream prince!” She giggled happily and felt absolutely touched that her feathery friends would go to so much trouble just for her. “Your highness!” she curtsied to her ‘prince’ and he bowed to her -- the cardinal flying and arm forward in a low bow, just as the brown bird elevated the hat in a formal manner.

Judith swayed her skirt playfully while humming a melody. She approached her ‘prince’ and pressed her back against him, just as the bluebird and cardinal wrapped ‘his’ ‘arms’ around her. “You know I’m really not supposed to talk to strangers, but we’ve met before.”

Feeling all too gleeful at the notion of dancing with her dream prince, Judith couldn’t help but to break into song and dance with ‘him’.

I know you

I walked with you

Once upon a dream

Judith twirled toward her ‘prince’ and took his arms to lead him into a waltz.

I know you

The gleam in your eyes

Is so familiar a gleam

Judith playfully bumped noses with the owl’s beak. The owl smiled, but he and the other birds lost their grip and fell.

Just as the birds struggled to get back up to rejoin the waltzing bunny, two familiar faces peeked their heads in from behind a tree. They found Prince Nicholas’ clothes, but that proved to be the last thing they focused on at the moment. More so for Nicholas. His jaw instantly dropped the moment he saw the gray furred bunny. He could swear his emerald eyes were witnessing a living, breathing angel right before them. She’s so beautiful...the fox thought upon laying eyes on her -- fully unaware that the peasant bunny in question was in fact his promised bride.

“I believe we found your clothes sire,” whispered the horse to the prince.

“Yeah…” he breathed, completely smitten with the bunny.

“Should we just go in and get your things?” asked the horse.

“No, I think, I’ve got a better idea,” the fox said with a smile. Judith meanwhile simply continued to dance and sing, completely lost in the moment.

Yet I know it’s true

That visions are seldom

All they seem

Judith’s owl and bird prince managed to gather himself together again and flew back over to her.

But if I know you

I know what you’ll do…

You’ll love me at once

Judith twirled her prince and backed up against him once he faced her again, wrapping his ‘arms’ around her and swaying happily side to side.

The way you did

Once

Upon

A dream

La da, la da

Ha, ah, ha, ah, ha, ah…

Judith hummed, simply dancing with ‘him’ and twirling.

But if I know you

I know what you’ll do

Judith twirled toward her ‘prince’ and twirled away with her eyes closed, just as a black paw came forward to grab the so called ‘prince’ and pulled him away. Prince Nicholas set himself in the feathered ‘prince’s’ place just in time for Judith to twirl back to him with her eyes closed.

She sang just as...

You’ll love me at once…

A male voice took over, causing her to open her eyes in shock. Who’s voice was that? What came to be a greater shock was when she saw that her bird ‘prince’ was away from her.

“Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo,” the owl hooted with a shrug as if saying ‘oh well’.

The way you did

Once

Upon

A dream…

“Oh, oh!” Judith quickly backed away with a surprised gasp to see that a young red fox was standing behind her with a friendly smile.

“Sorry about that,” he apologized sincerely, “I didn’t mean to scare you.”

“Oh, i-it wasn’t that,” Judith stammered, a little frightened, “It’s just that you’re uh...uh…”

“A fox?” he asked expecting that his species may have been a factor in startling her.

“No! No,” Judith corrected, not wanting him to get the wrong idea, “My uncle’s a fox.”

“Really?” Nicholas asked in both disbelief and amazement.

“Yes, he’s a fennec fox and…” Judith paused for a second, remembering that she promised said uncle that she wouldn’t talk to strangers. “Oh no wait, I’m not supposed to tal--I’m sorry,” she attempted to flee, but Nicholas quickly and gently grabbed her paw.

“No wait, please,” he asked as politely as he could in an attempt to not frighten her anymore than she already was. “Please, I don’t mean you any harm.”

“I’m sorry,” Judith apologized, “It’s nothing against you, it’s just that I promised my family that I wouldn’t talk to...um…”

“Strangers?” Prince Nicholas asked, finishing the sentence for her.

“Mhm,” Judith nodded.

“Even devilishly handsome ones?” he joked.

Judith giggled, humored by him. “Well, I don’t know about those.” She looked up at him in an attempt to read his intentions within his soft emerald eyes. Though she had never really interacted with anyone, nor known any malice, she had a gut feeling that his intentions were sincere and honest despite his cocky grin, “I’m sorry, I don’t mean to be rude.”

“That’s okay,” he smiled understandingly. “But there’s no need for you to be afraid. After all we’ve met before.”

Judith raised a confused brow at him, “We-We have?”

“Of course! You said so yourself, once upon a dream!”

Judith walked away with a half amused scoff. Nicholas smirked playfully and followed her as he sang the song she had been singing earlier.

I know you

I walked with you

Once upon a dream

Judith pressed her back against a tree, her ears were down and she had a noticeable blush on her cheeks. Clearly touched by the charming fox’s serenading voice. Nicholas gently touched her paw, startling the bunny. She smiled immediately right after however, evidently falling for him and his captivating demeanor.

Judith’s bird friends also appeared to approve of the young stranger. Perhaps he could be the handsome prince from Judith’s dreams! He’d certainly make a much better candidate than them that’s for sure. Plus he was a mammal and Judith did appear happy! Which is what mattered most of all.

I know you

The gleam in your eyes

Is so familiar a gleam

Judith ultimately gave into the charming fox, allowing him to take her paw and lead her into a waltz as the very same melody they’d both been singing, rang in their minds.

And I know it’s true

That visions are seldom

All they seem

Prince Nicholas and Judith moved with a perfect motion. Flowing as gracefully and calm as the lake reflecting their every move and twirl.

But if I know you

I know what you’ll do

You’ll love me at once

Prince Nicholas and Judith culminated their waltz with Nicholas leading Judith in a circling motion around him. Judith leaned forward to him, bringing both body and face to him. They stared lovingly into one another’s eyes and held paws as they walked toward the cliff edge overseeing the Hopps castle in the distance.

Judith’s feathery friends followed them and perched themselves on the low hanging branch.

The way you did

Once...

Upon...

A dream….

Prince Nicholas wrapped an arm around Judith’s waist and gently brought her closer to him. Judith, now relaxed and feeling completely safe around him, rested her head against his shoulder. He leaned his head down to hers as they gazed toward the castle in silence.

Prince Nicholas felt a little conflicted. He still knew that he had to go to that very castle to meet his intended, but…

How could he now? When his heart told him that the bunny meant to be his bride was not the princess waiting for him at the castle, but the peasant girl snuggled comfortably in his arms.

Though she herself was stranger to him just a few minutes ago as well, something told him that no matter what, he belonged to her. He knew that he just had to know who she was and everything about her! Without a second thought he asked, “Who are you? What’s your name?”

“Mm?” the bunny asked, perking her ears and slowly coming out of her dreamlike stupor, “Oh my name? It’s--it’s…” As if literally waking up from a dream, Judith’s eyes widened as she remembered that along with never speaking to strangers, she had always promised her uncles and aunt that she would never under any circumstances ever share her name. Why that was she didn’t know. In truth, it was because her uncles and aunt didn’t want to take any chances in identifying her to Bellwether, despite her being given a new name to begin with. “No, no! I can’t! I--Goodbye!” Judith ducked under the low branch and began running away from him.

Prince Nicholas was flabbergasted. What just happened? Weren’t they just enjoying themselves a few seconds ago? “Wait! But when will I see you again?”

“Oh, never!” Judith called back and feeling conflicted herself. She had already broken her promise by interacting and developing feelings towards a stranger, but she wasn’t sure if she should break another by giving him her name and seeing him again. But how could she not want to see him again, if he had been nothing but gentle and loving to her?

“Never?!” Prince Nicholas echoed back broken hearted.

Hearing the disappointment in his voice, Judith changed her mind, “Well, maybe someday!”

“When? Tomorrow?” Prince Nicholas asked with a growing hope.

“Oh no! This evening!” Judith replied, changing her mind yet again and surprising herself. She knew her uncles and aunt would be disappointed that she broke her promise, but figured that perhaps it was time for a change. After all she was sixteen and though she knew many mammals could be dangerous, this red fox proved not to be. He was nothing but kind and honorable to her, so why shouldn’t she be allowed to have one friend in her life? Especially one who appeared to be affectionate and have noble intentions with her? Besides, she wasn’t going to meet him in secret again. She was going to ask him to come to her cottage so that her uncles and aunt could meet him themselves and see that he was a nice tod. She only hoped they would approve of him.  

With a renewed hope, Prince Nicholas felt his heart skip a beat. She wanted to see him again! “Where?” he called with a big smile as she continued running forward.

“At the cottage! In the glen!” she replied back as she picked up her shawl and basket of berries. Her feathery friends followed her, while Nicholas stayed behind watching her go.

Samson came up behind Prince Nicholas with the prince’s belongings in his hooves. “Shall we be on our way, sire?”  

“Yeah…” Nicholas breathed dreamily, watching the bunny disappear into the distance. “You can have your carrots back by the way.” Prince Nicholas took his red coat and cap from the stunned horse.

“Oh, well thank you sire,” the horse replied politely yet somewhat confused. “May I ask what brought about this change?”

“Because I have you to thank for accidentally tossing me into the lake and indirectly introducing me to my Carrots.” The fox winked confidently. For now he had come to his decision -- he would marry that peasant bunny, whatever her name may be.

[vampiresmiled]

✩ caviar

they have had one interaction thus far and like … no hcs, so – i am completely winging it here. if i’m wrong, it’s canon now.

DISAGREEMENTS

who is more likely to raise their voice? steven. kev has only raised her voice twice in her life. both those times in relation to somebody she loved dying, so . . . unless somebody’s boutta kick the bucket, it’s steven. who threatens to leave but never actually does? kevin. she’s very loyal, kay. she likes sticking shit out. who actually keeps their word and leaves? i guess steven. who trashes the house? only one of these persons have anger issues, take a wild guess. do either of them get physical? i hope not. kev might’ve forgiven abuse in the past, odette is quaking, but she’s not a punching-bag, steven ! touch her and i’ll whoop your ass through the screen. how often do they argue/disagree? not often, honestly. what is there to argue about. their one convo is going great thus far. who is the first to apologise? kevin. she just leaps at the opportunity to apologize. she apologizes when she hasn’t even done anything wrong. the girl is malfunctioning, let me tell you. 

SEX

who is on top? listen, kev might’ve had sex with two people . . . but that doesn’t necessarily means she knows what she’s doing. so steven. who is on the bottom? kev, the perpetual bottom.  who has the strangest desires? i dunno, steven ? kev is too vanilla for this shit. any kinks? lord if i knew.who’s dominant in bed? steven, i’m guessing. is head ever in the equation? the fact that this is a question is honestly sad. i hope there is ! i can’t think about kevin sucking dick, though, so please don’t. if so, who is better at performing it? steven. definitely.ever had sex in public? no, that’s illegal.who moans the most? k to the e to the v.who leaves the most marks? probably steven.who screams the loudest? literally is that not the same as the question above. moaning and screaming what’s the heckin difference. who is the more experienced of the two? you don’t gotta ask me that ‘cause you know.do they ‘fuck’ or ‘make love’? they’re both soft so take a gamble.rough or soft? see above.how long do they usually last? i wanna say whatever the national average. xoxois protection used? i hope so, i really do. kev’s smart enough for it. is steven? does it ever get boring? let’s be honest, she’s boring so probably.where is the strangest place they’d have sex? kev’s dreams.

FAMILY

do your muses plan on having children/or have children? i feel like steven wants kids but kevin definitely does not. she is a kid, why on earth would she want the responsibility of that when she can’t even take care of herself. if so, how many children do your muses want/have? steven probaby wants, like, 3 to replicate his own damn family. kev wants minus seventeen. who is the favorite parent? if we pretend that they will, in fact, end up with a little gremlin – steven. who is the authoritative parent? also steven. kev can’t even tell off a fly, let alone a snotty little brat. who is more likely to allow the children to have a day off school? steven, too. kev loves school, how dare her kids not.who lets the children indulge in sweets and junk food when the other isn’t around? kevin. she eats like a crap herself, and since steven works out . . . i’m guessing he does not. who turns up to extra curricular activities to support their children? also steven. kevin doesn’t understand sports. so unless it’s like a loud reading of mary shelly’s classics, then she’s not interested.who goes to parent teacher interviews? both. kevin is very non-threatening and sweet so teachers like her, steven asks the real questions and you know, is engaged and what not. best of both worlds. who changes the diapers? not kevin, that’s for sure. who gets up in the middle of the night to feed the baby? kevin doesn’t sleep well as it is, so are you really gonna make her do that ? jk, she’s already up so she will.who spends the most time with the children? steven, without question.who packs their lunch boxes? steven, yet again. who gives their children ‘the talk’? oof, definitely not kevin. she never got the talk herself so she wouldn’t even know where to begin.who cleans up after the kids? both. kevin isn’t really a neat-freak but when shit’s sticky . . . that’s gross. who worries the most? kevin. kevin worries about literally everything and now she’s gonna have to worry about this little poop goblin ? she’s gonna have a heart attack. who are the children more likely to learn their first swear word from? how is this a question when kev has cussed like thrice in her life. she’s more likely to learn swears from her kids.

AFFECTION

who likes to cuddle? kev’s not big on physical contact like in general, so . . . i mean, she does but if it’s a question who likes it most it’s probably steven. who is the little spoon? kev. she’s wittle and she’s fragile and she needs all the protection in the whole wide world. who gets naughty in the most inappropriate of places? my bet’s on steven. get it together, man. who struggles to keep their hands to themself? still steven. but you know, i get it. danielle rose russell is baby. how long can they cuddle until one becomes uncomfortable? they need frequent breaks. who gives the most kisses? the answer might surprise you, but – kev ! she likes smooching. who doesn’t. what is their favourite non-sexual activity? based on their current thread ? they enjoy helping drunks get into their ubers. where is their favourite place to cuddle? whoever’s bed kev is currently in. who is more likely to playfully grope the other? steven doesn’t seem the type but she’s less of the type to so i’m gonna go ahead and give it to stephen. how often do they get time to themselves? she’s got school and work and he’s got work and his underground fight club, their schedules clash it’s really sad. 

SLEEPING

who snores? steven seems like a snorer. that’s why sienna doesn’t wanna live with him, actually. new head canon ! from me 2 you. if both do, who snores the loudest? i mean, if only one person snores – do the math.do they share a bed or sleep separately? they don’t live together, so . . . separately. if they sleep together, do they cozy up together or lay far apart? they start off together, end up not together. who talks in their sleep? kev, probably.what do they wear to bed? kev has straight up pj’s and steven seems like a t-shirt and boxers type of lad. are either of your muses insomniacs? kevin is fo cheezy. them night terrors really make it difficult to catch a snooze, you know. can sleeping pills be found by the bedside? hey, fun idea, have ronald prescribe this bitch some sleeping pills. steven step up your fucking game. that’s how you flirt, that’s how you woo a lady.do they wrap their limbs around each other or just lay side by side? side by side type bitches.who wakes up with bed hair? steven, probably. kev’s the type to sleep with a ponytail to avoid this exact outcome.who wakes up first? kevin ‘cos she can’t fucking sleep. PERIOD !who prepares breakfast in bed for the other? i hope steven ‘cos kev can’t cook for shit.what is their favourite sleeping position? spooning, perhapth. who hogs the sheets? steven that troll.do they set an alarm each night? yes, they do. even when they don’t have to because kev’s bound to be awake at the crack of dawn anyhow. can a television be found in their bedroom? nope.who has nightmares? if you’ve been paying attention you would know this.who has ridiculous dreams? steven. he has fun, wacky dreams and kev has a pure trauma fest in hers. who sprawls out and takes up most of the bed? steven, i was gonna say he’s a big boy but he really isn’t.who makes the bed? hopefully both ‘cos they got separate ones.what time is bed time? fuck if i know.any routines/rituals before bed? i bet steven’s a shower before bed lad and kev’s a shower in the morning gal . . . can i make it any more obvious. who’s the grumpiest when they wake up? steven, i bet.

WORK

who is the busiest? probably kevin ‘cos it’s like : her job, school, homework, friends, hamster maintenance . . . who rakes in the highest income? steven for sure.are any of your muses unemployed? nope. kev should be but by some miracle performed by god, she is not.who takes the most sick days? steven. kev can’t afford to have her boss dislike her. joseph please be kind to her. who is more likely to turn up late to work? kev. she just has this power to her that makes her stumble into everything and encounter disasters where there should be none.who sucks up to their boss? kevin. or well, she tries. what are their jobs? she’s a TA, he’s a bio teacher. who stresses the most? kev, we been knew. do your muses enjoy or despise their careers/occupations? they enjoy them. more steven than her. she’s really only there to get a degree. are your muses financially stable? i wanna say yes but . . . kev’s stable ‘cos the espinas are and i don’t know about steven. teacher’s don’t make that much. 

HOME

who does the washing? kev doesn’t know how a washing machine works, so.who takes out the trash? kev can do that, she knows how that works.who does the ironing? nobody. they seem like a wrinkly pair. who does the cooking? steven, we been through this.who is more likely to burn the house down just trying? kevin.who is messier? kevin’s not messy she’s just scatter-brained, don’t bully her. who leaves the toilet roll empty? nobody, i hope.who leaves their dirty clothes on the floor? steven. kevin knows where the hamper is, she just doesn’t know where to take it.who forgets to flush the toilet? NOBODY. nasty.who is the prankster around the house? steven, he’s the fun dude. she’s the boring, uptight loser who should die.who loses the car keys when it comes time to go somewhere? kev. she’d lose herself if she could.who mows the lawn? steven.who answers the telephone? steven. kev has phone anxiety, that’s my self-insert right there.who does the vacuuming? steven. the vacuum is too large and dangerous for a child like herself.who does the groceries? both. she likes to ride on the cart.who takes the longest to shower? steven, probably. she’s not a fan of . . . personal hygiene ? i don’t know, she’s gets in and she gets out. she’s not pippa.who spends the most time in the bathroom? steven, yet again.

MISCELLANEOUS

is money a problem? [ miss i wanna be racially ambiguous vc ] yuh.how many cars do they own? one. she doesn’t know how to drive.do they own their home or do they rent? she doesn’t fucking live with him, damnit. do they live near the coast or deep in the countryside? no.do they live in the city or in the country? no 2.0.do they enjoy their surroundings? yeah, kev’s a fan of sheffield and i’m guessing so is he or he would ditch. maybe.what’s their song? i said the song playing, muffled outside the dam door, during this thread is baby, i love your way by will to power ‘cos it’s a 1989 bop and sheffield’s just late with everything, kay. what do they do when they’re away from each other? rejoice in the lack of added dorkery. where did they first meet? the party. the rager. the . . . rave. i don’t know people don’t invite me to drink.how did they first meet? he said he liked her shoelaces and she said thanks i got them from the president.who spends the most money when out shopping? steven. kev is cheap and also broke.who’s more likely to flash their assets? neither has got any, so.who finds it amusing when the other trips over? probably steven. at first. but you know she keeps doing it and then it becomes concerning.any mental issues? ha. yeah.who’s terrified of bugs? steven has a huge fear of ladybugs, it’s a thing you can google it.who kills the spiders around the house? kev carries them out. for steven its ON SIGHT.their favourite place? i dunno, hell where they both belong. who pays the bills? neither.do they have any fears for their future? kevin only fears for her future. who’s more likely to surprise the other with a fancy dinner? steven. what a good, good boy. sawyer helped him with it.who uses up all of the hot water? steven. he needs it to wash away his sins.who’s the tallest? steven. barely, she’s actually taller than she looks.who’s more likely to just randomly hop into the shower with the other? steven. kevin’s too much of a chickenshit to.who wanders around in their underwear? steven put some damn clothes on.who sings the loudest when singing along to the radio? sawyer. how long has she been back there. creepy.what do they tease each other about? i said check back again in 3-4 business days, thanks. who is more likely to cringe at the other’s fashion sense at times? steven. not ‘cos she’s got a shite one ( pippa dresses her, remember ) but because kevin doesn’t have enough fashion range to judge anybody. do they have mutual friends? nope.who crushed first? kevin. it’s happening as we speak. any alcohol or substance related problems? n…no. maybe i’m wrong. maybe steven’s a secret crackhead. who is more likely to stumble home, drunk, at 3am? steven. bloody and bruised too. please get another braincell. who swears the most? steven. obviously.

[justanoutlawfic]

Resurrected: After

Summary: The morning after their reconcilliation, Robin and Regina discuss their future.

Anonymous on CuriousCat prompted: the morning after. (Getting to wake up next to one another, what that feels like, preparing for the kids, separating and acting like nothing has changed if that’s what they are deciding, or figuring out what to tell them if anything will change, etc)

Also on AO3

Regina rolled over in bed, not noticing at first that she wasn’t collapsing against Robin’s body. Nearly four years sleeping alone had gotten her used to feeling that way. When she opened her eyes and got her bearings however, she realized where she was: her master bedroom. The mattress was more comfortable than the guest bedroom and there were more blankets as Robin ran colder than she did. She sat up, biting down on her lip. The night before had been amazing, perhaps some of the best sex they ever had.

 Did he not feel that way?

 She leaned over and pulled on his shirt from the night before, ready to go looking. The door opened and she turned to find Robin walking in, a tray in his hands. Her chest collapsed and she suddenly felt very silly.

 “You okay?” He asked, seeing her face.

“Yeah, just didn’t know where you were for a minute.”

“Sorry, figured I’d let you sleep.”

 He pecked her lips and set the tray down on top of her, showing off the contents. The pancakes were a tad burnt and the strawberries were cut up unevenly, but it was the imperfect things that made her smile. She hadn’t married Robin for his cooking abilities. He settled beside her, simply in his boxers.

 “I know I’m not the greatest cook, but figured it was better than the takeout I brought back from the dining hall after our first time.”

 Regina snorted, shaking her head. They had gone back to his suite because he had his own room in it. There was a faint smell of sweat socks axe cologne and cigarettes, all belonging to his roommate. Still, she had stayed until her afternoon class, cuddled up in bed with Robin eating dry scrambled eggs and cold, bitter coffee. At least now, they were in a clean room with semi-better breakfast.

 “For a second there, I thought you ditched me,” she commented, popping a strawberry in her mouth.

“Never.” He looked down at her hesitantly. “Though…we do have some things to discuss.”

“I know.” She played with the fork a bit, before looking up at his eyes. “Like we said, last night, there’s still a lot of stuff to work through in therapy.”

“You want to start seeing Archie as a couple again?”

“Yeah. I think it’ll help us ease into this. At the same time, I think completely acting like a new couple would be a mistake.”

“I agree. I think it’s safe to say we’re back together now, still not ready to get remarried…but…we can’t keep living like we were.”

Regina tilted her head. “Are you inviting me to move back up here full time?”

“If you’d have me.”

She grinned and gave him a small kiss. “Yeah, I will.”

Robin smiled, rubbing his thumb over her knuckles. “Then there’s the matter of the kids.”

“How do we explain this to them?”

“That Mommy and Daddy are back together now. I think they’ll approve, don’t you?”

Regina nodded. “Roland has been so happy with me here, which I wasn’t expecting. Though, I know we still have some things to work through in therapy.”

“Which we’re doing. We’re moving forward now. You were right with what you said when you moved back in, there’s no going backwards and I don’t want to. You’re in my future, Regina and I don’t want you going anywhere.”

“Good, because I never will again.”

 They kissed, this one lasting longer than just a few moments. When they finally pulled apart, it was clear that they were ready for round two. Robin moved to kissing her neck and Regina let out a tiny moan.

“We have to get the kids soon,” she mumbled. “Mary Margaret and David have plans.”

Robin pulled away, a puppy dog look on his face, which got him a swat to the shoulder. “Well, we could always conserve water in the shower,” he said with a wink.

 Regina couldn’t argue there.

After finishing their breakfast and taking an extra long shower together (probably mooting the point of sharing one in the process). They swung by the Nolans to pick the kids up, ignoring the knowing look from Mary Margaret at the summer scarf that was tied around Regina’s neck to cover the love bite that Robin had left the night before. The boys were tired yet exhilarated from their near all-nighter sleepover. Margot was jumping up and down, describing how much fun she had with the dogs. Robin made a mental note that maybe it was time to talk to Regina about getting one for themselves. After their shower they had decided to make it a family day. They took the kids to the local children’s museum, letting them visit each exhibit as many times as they wanted. Robin slid his hand through Regina’s whenever they had their back turned, whispering things to one another.

 It wasn’t until they reached the waterplay room that Regina broached the subject that had clearly been on her mind for quite some time. “I think I want to start studying for the bar exam again.”

Robin raised an eyebrow. “Really?”

“Yeah. I love the work I do as a paralegal, but I miss my old job. I’ve been talking to Artemis Gold lately and he knows of a firm where one of the partners is retiring next year. Would you be okay with all this?”

“Of course I would. I know how much your job meant to you.”

“It’s just…it’s the reason why we were apart for so long.”

“No, the reason we were apart was Zelena West,” Robin corrected. He turned to face her fully and took hold of her hands. “You did a lot of good with what you did. Not every person you’re working against is going to do this.”

“It’d probably help that the firm I’d work for specializes in family law, huh?”

Robin snorted. “Yeah, probably.” He quickly pecked her lips before the kids could see.

 After the museum, they had an early dinner at a local restaurant before taking the kids for ice cream. They walked with their cones, bar Margot who was in her father’s arms. He appreciated that she was still small enough for him to do so, the boys were long past that stage.

 “You two have been acting funny all day,” Roland commented.

Regina gave him a playful look. “That’s a weird way to thank us for how much fun we had.”

“Roland’s right, Mom,” Henry said. “You two have been smiling at each other and making weird little jokes. What’s going on?”

 From the looks in their eyes, Robin could tell that their sons knew what was going on. Margot looked a bit clueless, an eyebrow risen making her look so much like her mother in that moment. He smiled, taking hold of Regina’s hand.

 “Your mother and I are back together,” he said.

Henry and Roland looked cautiously excited. “This isn’t a trick?” Henry asked.

“That’d be a pretty mean trick.”

 The two boys whooped, before hugging each of their parents. Margot looked up at her dad, a bit confused.

 “What does that mean?”

“It means that we’re going to be sleeping in the same room and kissing a lot,” he explained.

A smile grew across her face. “Really?”

“Yes, Peanut. Really.”

 Margot threw her arms around his neck and squeezed, before holding her arms out to Regina who took her, cuddling her tightly. The boys were asking a million questions, confirming that it was actually true. Regina and Robin answered each of them as best as they could, their fingers still entwined with one another.

[leefelixs]

boyfriend bang chan • stray kids

genre: fluff

pairing: bang chan & you

word count: 1887 words

summary: dating chan and all the quirks/aspects of your relationship

note(s): this is my first time doing a scenario like this so i am super excited!! this will be in bullet point format. this is the first part of my boyfriend series for stray kids! starting with our cute leader is only appropriate, i hope you enjoy! <3

you met chan during the summer on the bus you took everyday to your favorite coffee shop

the moment you had stepped on and trudged on through the adults and exhausted students a tuft of grey hair had stood out to you

he sat the aisle across from two boys and the seat next to the window was empty

you had never seen them before but were extremely thankful to the fact they hadn’t taken up your spot and settled into the back, even if they were kinda cute

especially the boy with the slightly damaged grey hair

you weren’t the type of person to be nosy but every single day you stepped onto that bus in a glum mood their conversations and bright personalities seemed to cheer you right up

you looked forward to it and eventually from so much eavesdropping you discovered their names

the boy who usually had a hat on was jisung, another boy who usually had a beanie or mask was changbin, and cute dimple grey boy was chan

you specifically liked to listen to chan talk

one day you stumble into the bus a little later than usual after waking up late and make it a minute before it departs

as you drag yourself to your seat you notice a little elderly lady comfortably sitting with her bag on the seat next to her

your heart sinks as you realize you have no courage to ask her to move her bag

the bus is full of everyone in their usual spots

except…oh no

the only empty seat is next to chan

you look around praying for a new empty seat to magically appear and it seems your luck is especially bad on that day

you conform to standing and holding onto a rail and as you look around nervously

you meet his eyes as you look around and panic

they’re looking at you with the utmost concern that you nearly melt

wow his eyes are so pretty?

“uhm, excuse me, the seat next to me is empty if you’d like to sit.”

changbin and jisung are shocked as chan gestures next to him with a shy smile

you almost faint as you take wobbly steps next to him, bowing about 500 times

“thank you so much”

HOO BOY MAYBE IT’S THE BUS COMING TO A SCARY HALT BUT EVERYTHING AROUND IS SPINNING AS HE SMILES AT YOU

“it’s no problem”

you notice the trio is a lot more hush and awkward than usual and feel a little guilty

until chan turns around and tries to start a conversation

he’s genuinely interested in what you have to say in response to his questions and smiles a lot

his dimples are so cute up close

you find out the three boys started coming on the bus as they purchased their own recording studio

they created their own rap group called 3racha on soundcloud and became extremely successful as a result

at the end of the ride all three of them say goodbye to you and nudge chan 

he just turns the brightest shade of red

he’s stuttering and scratching his neck,, it’s so cute

“well, i hope to see you tomorrow bus buddy!”

oh boy are your cheeks heating up quick as you hear changbin stifle a wheeze and poor chan is living in pure regret in that moment

jisung is like “no please ignore changbin” and trying to let you both live but it’s too late

and it all kicks off from there

for the next six months you both get to know each other better through slowly exchanging numbers, hanging out all the time, from visiting the three while they record, and eventually forming a strong bond with all of them

and getting an even stronger crush on the bang byungchan ooo

and on the seventh month of knowing each other when you get onto the bus there’s a little rose on your usual seat

jisung and changbin are whistling and pretending to not be spying on both of you

boy they suck at not being obvious

and chan is looking at the floor and then at you and back at the floor while jiggling his foot up and down

“i think i really like you and want to be more than friends”

god you hated that stuffy smelly bus so much but it just got 500 times more lovely to you

phew that took a while now let’s get onto boyfriend chan shall we?

you constantly nag him to put down his work and go to sleep but he refuses

and you refuse to leave him alone

you sit next to him every time he works on music at home

whenever he gets frustrated he just turns to you and buries his head into your shoulder in silence and wraps his arms around you except it’s messy and like a sloth

but you love it nonetheless

you are his biggest fan

every single musical decision goes through changbin and jisung but your word is the most important

“chan i think it’s nice already…but don’t listen to me changbin knows better and i’m not a professional”

“changbin who? i guess he’s just wrong.”

“no chan wait”

as a gesture of love you try to cook for him but it ends awfully

chan takes up cooking after that but he doesn’t mind

he always has you nearby so you can watch and learn

and whenever he has you try to do any cooking he watches you attentively

“no you’re doing it wrong, it’s like this”

and he’ll come up behind you and hold your hands while you cut vegetables

whOOPS the sudden contact makes you so flustered you cut your finger

“see it’s not that ba-WHY ARE YOU BLEEDING”

wee woo wee woo medic chan is on the way

your first kiss is in the middle of a disney movie marathon on the couch while you try to grab the box of pizza from him and he holds it up shaking his head and laughing

“give me a kiss first” and you’re like okay i guess and he’s like wait what and you just lean in

his whole mind goes blank and he drops the box on the floor and holds your face while he kisses you back

his stomach is in an absolute frenzy and you finally pull away and reach for the pizza with a huge grin

“i did it”

“i didn’t think you would and now i’m in a dilemma because i wanted the last slice”

lots of lazy cuddling on the couch after a long day of recording, he just loves taking in your scent and having you next to him

chan constantly keeps you up on your tippy toes

you procrastinate on all your college work and he’ll come by to check on you

“how’s it going babe?”

and you’ll drop your phone in shock and all he sees is you watching another group on weekly idol and now you know you’re in for an intense study session

whenever you try to joke your way out of your work or get distracted he gently scolds you and gets you back on track even if you protest

but your grades are always improving because of him and you’re thankful

no matter how busy he is saturday is the day specifically planned for you no matter what

one time woojin tried to come over and hang out with chan but he was quickly and gently shoo’d away

he’s not the type to get viciously jealous, but he does clear his throat and put a kiss against your cheek just to be sure that the other person knows you’re together

he’ll take off his hats and put them on you and your eyes always go so wide

you act like it’s nothing but it means so much to you and you feel so special when he does that and he notices

he thinks its the cutest thing in the world

your contact on his phone is “my baby” with a bunch of heart emojis and its so cheesy

the contact picture is worse it’s a picture of you sleeping and curled up into him

his snapchat is full of videos with the rest of the boys and both of you using filters and being silly

sometimes if you’re lucky and he’s extra tired he lets you climb onto his bed with him and straddle him while you draw things with his dimples

his favorite creation of yours is when you made flower petals around his dimples

he loves playing drake aloud on the bluetooth speakers in the house and showing you all his favorite musicians

and overtime because you’re so used to it you learn the lyrics too

and whenever songs like 0 to 100 come on you both grab a broom or mop and rap into the microphone and make exaggerated gestures and facial expressions at each other 

he does this little weird dance and you always follow

you look so cute to him with your messy hair and your bouncing steps and big smile and wow…he realizes he’s actually in love with you

just as you’re his #1 fan he is your #1 fan

chan pushes you to be more productive and believe more in yourself

anything that affects you negatively affects him as well… you’re both so united and everything that happens to both of you feels so personal

when things get rough for you he holds your hand and lies with you in bed until you’re ready to talk about it

sometimes he feels like it’s his fault and he’s deeply afraid of losing you

he gets a lot of dms on instagram from girls who are looking for more than just a conversation with their favorite rapper

and you’re always a little frustrated but happy as he doesn’t really care and doesn’t pay mind to it

one day you wake up and check your phone blowing up

he posted a picture of you and him holding hands on his instagram telling everyone he’s happily in a relationship and would appreciate not having his dms spammed

skinship with chan is so calm and soothing

he’s more about touching like hugs and hand holding than he is kissing but when he kisses you it’s passionate and more than just a peck

he always tells you how thankful he is he met you

and he could never say it out of fear of scaring you but he hopes to have a long future with you

he just knows he wants to be with you and keep you safe and happy

“hey chan?”

“yeah?”

“what are you thinking about?”

“i was thinking about how i want you to move in with me because it’s like you live here…if that’s okay?”

“i was thinking you’d never ask.”

one day he brings you to the studio and asks you to sit down and listen so you put in the headphones

the song is about the bus you met him on 4419 oh yes i love being clever

when he asks what you think he looks over at you and sees you’re crying and panics

“why are you crying? did i do something wrong? does it suck that much?” and you just gently smack his hand and wail

“i’m crying because i’m in love with you and that song.” and his heart just beats

it’s the first time you’ve told him you’re in love with him

and while he ruffles your hair to calm you down he hopes you can be his for as long as he exists

[jack-irallie]

Rules: Once you’ve been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 92 truths about you. 

I was tagged by @geothefafa

🍒LAST🍒 Last drink: Black Tea

Last phone call: I called my mom to ask if the extra tator tots in the freezer were up for grabs, long story short, delicious 

Last text message:  Confirmation for sending in a scholarship form

Last song you listened to: uhhh *checks phone* Hymn by Kesha

Last time I cried: I got frustrated after having sleep paralysis for like the third time in two weeks (kill me)

🍒HAVE YOU EVER🍒 Dated someone twice: no

Been cheated on: *sighs* yeeeepppp

Kissed someone and regretted it: I’ve never kissed anything but a pillow *sweats nervously*

Lost someone special: yeah but 9/10 times it was for the better in the long run

Been depressed: all day erry day

Been drunk and thrown up: I’m a baby that tried drinking once, freaked out, and downed a bunch of water, so no

🍒IN THE PAST YEAR HAVE YOU🍒 Made a new friend: met @averageordinarysuperhuman about six months ago, he’s the best, love you bro <3 (Also @crusheramaris , you’re one cool friend *thumbs up*)

Fallen out of love: twice

Laughed until you cried: every time I hang out with @geothefafa​

Met someone who changed you: @averageordinarysuperhuman , you’ve brought out all the best things in me my dude

Found out who your true friends were: I hope all my friends are true cause I love them all

Found out someone was talking about you: um I don’t think so? That’s good

🍒GENERAL🍒 How many people on tumblr do you know in real life?: my best friends @geothefafa and @paramore-sparks

Do you have any pets?: My brother has some fish, and we have two family guniea pigs (though I’ve learned I’m not very good with small animals whoops)

Do you want to change your name?: My birth name is Hayley, and while I go by Jack now, I do still need to change it legally

What time did you wake up this morning?: Around 7 am to help with cleaning the house

What were you doing last night?: Pass out at like nine, wake up a couple of hours later from sleep paralysis, calm myself down, and then go back to sleep.

Name something you cannot wait for: when @averageordinarysuperhuman and I can finally live together

Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: Love Tom, feel bad for the dude for never being able to catch that damn mouse

What’s getting on your nerves right now?: Myself for being too jittery to focus on anything productive

Blood type: Red

Nickname: uhhhh I don’t have one tbh...wait. DOORMAN

Relationship status: Wishful for the future with the biggest crush on a certain someone <3

Zodiac sign: Pisces

Pronouns: he/him

Favorite tv show: A tie between Spongebob and Superjail

College: a yearish away from an associates in psychology

Hair color: dark brown that some people mistake for black (I remember thinking it was the coolest thing as a kid though, cause I found a hair dye in the store that was exactly the same color as mine)

Do you have a crush on someone: HMM I WONDER *sweats even more nervously*

What do you like about yourself: I’ve always loved my hair. And the fact that I’m a dude, that too. But honestly, even though I don’t like myself too much, I’m learning. Remember “who changed you?” That was more meaning a change of perspective of myself. I’ve learned to love myself more because they don’t care about my imperfections, they even like my weird quirks, and always comfort me when I’m feeling down about myself.

🍒FIRSTS🍒

First surgery: I was a tumor baby, does that count?

First piercing: I got ear piercings as a younging, only for them to get infected, and I had to take them out. And I never tried again, thank goodness. My ears are happy and unpierced. 

First sport you joined: My parents wanted to me to join the soccer team that my aunt ran when I was little, but it was hell 0/10 do not recommend. 

First vacation: Wales, England for my sixth birthday (I wanna go back bruh)

Eating: First...food? What does this even mean? That titty milk I guess

Drinking: (gonna assume this means first alcohol) We already went over this

I’m about to: fuck it, probably go to sleep

Listening to: silence

Want kids: *punts kids into sun*

Get married: marriage is super important to me, but nothing big. A small thing and then off to a honeymoon in Japan

Career: I’m working towards being a therapist, but right now, I’m a bum with no job lol

🍒WHICH IS BETTER🍒

Lips or eyes: Eyes if being romantic, lips if being sexy

Hugs or kisses: Both, lazy cuddles with pecks on my neck

Shorter or taller: Considering my crush, smoll is adorable

Older or younger: Older, but not too much older (though I love age gaps in fictional romantic stories)

Romantic or spontaneous: hopeless romantic but super shy

Sensitive or loud: I'm a super sensitive baby that needs to be protected at all costs

Hook up or relationship: bruh I don’t even want sex, so relationship, please

Troublemaker or hesitant: I can be a little shit tbh

🍒 HAVE YOU EVER 🍒

Kissed a stranger: I kissed a boy in second grade but I knew him so nah

Drank hard liquor: see the fact that I’m a baby from earlier

Lost glasses/contacts: I got them good eyes

Sex on first date:  I mean, I’d bang Danny Avadian in a heartbeat. But anyone else? Nah 

Broken someone’s heart: HHHHHhhhhhnnn I hope not but that’s personal

Been arrested: *authoritarian policeman* HEY

Turned someone down: not really actually

Fallen for a friend:  short answer: yep

🍒 DO YOU BELIEVE 🍒

In yourself: I’m learning to, but currently, not a lot

Miracles: When I started my period back in seventh grade, I didn’t have a pad and was on a field trip, but just decided to ignore it, and nothing bad happened. I only told my mom about my period the second time it happened. I think that’s a miracle. Oh and also meeting @averageordinarysuperhuman that too (lmao), and having other amazing friends

Love at first sight: nah, that’s just infatuation (either in a romantic or sexual sense), gotta get to know them to truly be in love 

Heaven: I’m not sure? I feel like our rationalizations of religion as a whole are just ways for humans to understand a concept that’s way too big for us to even start to wrap our brains around. It’s on such a higher level that it’s impossible. So, taking the concepts and dumbing them down, I do see how a place for souls to go when they die does make sense. Though, I believe in reincarnation so *shrugs*

Santa Claus: He was a real guy a long time ago, so yeah, technically. He seemed like such a sweet, old man :)

[tyranttortoise]

Hey! I was wondering if you could do headcanons for UT/UF/US/SF skelebros for how they approach and act around their crush? (And maybe throw in how they confess if youre feeling up to it? ;) )

UT!Sans:

He doesn’t really act different around his crush, although he does enjoy teasing them with jokes/puns, but that’s just part of his personality.  They’re a long-time friend that he spends most of his free time with, and they get along really well with Papyrus.  Sans takes them along with him to Grillby’s frequently, as well as invites them over to his house to watch movies/play video games.  If they play a competitive game against Sans, he won’t go easy on them and let them win; he’s a casual show-off.  Sans enjoys their company as much as he enjoys Papyrus’s–and that’s a huge freaking deal for him.  

Confession time!  Usually, Sans isn’t one for long-winded speeches, but he can throw together one when it matters.  And hoo boy, it matters.  Well until the next Reset at least.  

“hey, so we’ve been buddies for a long time now, huh?  i don’t know if you’ve noticed this, but paps really enjoys having you around.“  There’s a pause, and then a short, breathy chuckle.  "i do, too.  it’s really nice.  and.. uh, paps let me borrow an old book of his.. this weird dating manual.  you and i go eat together, we spend a lot of time together, and we hang out all the time, and according to that book.. well, we’re technically dating already.”  He winks.  "so why not throw a label on this and see where it goes?“  

He acts super casual about it because he’s not sure if they return his feelings or just see him as a good pal.  He’ll shrug off any rejection with a joke and continue the friendship as normal if it comes to that.

UT!Paps:

Papyrus is adamant about showing his crush that he’s called THE GREAT PAPYRUS for a reason.  He wants to make the BEST POSSIBLE IMPRESSION, so he always tries a little too hard, be it with his choice in attire (all of which are homemade customized shirts) or dabbing actual marinara sauce behind the space where his ears would be.  Their opinion matters the most to him (besides Sans’s opinion, of course), and he’s constantly texting and/or calling them.  His crush is someone that complimented him; flattery is the way to his heart.  He also thinks they’re the most amazing person in the world, no matter what.  He cooks for them constantly, and he’s always inviting them over for dinner so he can showcase his culinary masterpieces.

Confession time!  Well, Papyrus doesn’t really confess first.  His crush has to actively flirt with him–or stroke his ego enough for him to conclude it must be flirting.  GASP!  "YOU’RE.. FLIRTING WITH ME?!  ARE YOU COMPLETELY TAKEN IN BY MY GREATNESS?”  With his shining eyesockets, how can they possibly say no?  But let’s be honest, even if they get embarrassed and deny it, Papyrus is still going to roll with it.  "NO NEED TO BE SHY OR INTIMIDATED BY ME!  IT’S COMPLETELY NATURAL TO DEVELOP INTENSE FEELINGS FOR YOUR COOL, GREAT FRIEND!  AFTER ALL..“  His cheeks start to turn pink and he trails off a little.. but then he takes their hands in his and leans down to eye level.  "I MYSELF HAVE THESE FEELINGS FOR MY COOL, GREAT FRIEND!”  

Next thing they know, it’s DATING START!

UF!Sans:

He’s a bit of a perv around his crush–and by that, I mean he makes dirty jokes, uses every pet name he can think of (though sweetheart, doll, and darlin’ are his favs), and constantly tries to initiate any kind of physical touch.  They’re going to see him without his shirt “accidentally”, and he’s going to nap with his head in their lap at some point or another.  Even if they’re his crush, he doesn’t tolerate them saying anything negative about his brother.  But his crush could either be someone that gets along fine with the boss and makes dirty jokes right back at Sans, or they could be the exact opposite and the picture of innocence.  He spends a lot of the time he should be working slacking off them instead.  He’s prone to pranking and teasing them mercilessly.

Confession time!  Start!  Uh.. I said, start!  “…..”..Whoops.It turns out, when Red’s directly confronted about his feelings, he locks up and starts sweating.  The confession is dragged out of him when he’s not mentally prepared because his crush is tired of trying to figure out if he’s serious or just teasing them for shits ‘n giggles.  He gulps and starts to deflect with another joke, but his crush either shuts him down and insists or starts to walk away.  Sans catches their hand and pulls them to him, where he presses his teeth against their lips for the longest five seconds of both of their lives.  When he pulls back, his face is bright red, and he’s looking away, all of his confidence gone in an instant.  “there.  ok?  i’m bein’ serious.  it’s not all a joke or whatever.”

UF!Papyrus:

He comes across as having sharp edges, but around his crush, he’s.. softer.  He still rants and insists he’s TERRIBLE with pride, but he does little things to get their attention on him.  Any form of recognition or a compliment goes straight to his head, though he says things like “OF COURSE I’M THE BEST AT IT” with his arms crossed and a slight pink tinge to his cheekbones.  He’s protective of his crush; if anyone upsets them, he demands to know who, and they’re going to be in a world of hurt.  He’s not big on initiating physical contact, but if his crush were to lean against him on the couch, he definitely wouldn’t pull away.  He’d start to get flustered and lose all concentration except for where their bodies are touching. When he invites them over for dinner, he expects them to be HONORED that he made lasagna, and “WELL IF YOU INSIST”, they can stay and watch a movie or something afterward.  

Confession start!  No, not happening.  He’s bad at voicing his feelings, so his crush would have to do it first.  He’s prone to misunderstandings, however, so he might take something they say wrong.  If they use love in a sentence, it suddenly becomes “WHAT’S THIS ABOUT LOVE?  SO YOU FINALLY ADMIT YOU’VE FALLEN FOR ME!  I KNEW IT!!  IT WAS ONLY A MATTER OF TIME BEFORE YOU FINALLY REVEALED YOUR TRUE FEELINGS!”  He looks so smug, so happy–but his crush was really about to finish their sentence with 'I love that little dog that always shows up in your kitchen.’  Papyrus presses on, oblivious. “I SUPPOSE THIS MEANS I SHOULD REWARD THE COURAGE IT TOOK YOU TO REVEAL THOSE FEELINGS TO SOMEONE AS GREAT AND TERRIBLE AS I AM!  FINE THEN, LET’S GO ON A DATE.”

Things either get really awkward, or the crush rolls with it and goes on the date.

US!Sans:

Blueberry doesn’t do a good job at keeping the fact that he has a crush on the down-low.  He talks about his crush constantly when they’re not around, and when they are, he does everything to get their attention.  He’s constantly telling them that they’re amazing, he’s interested in anything that they’re passionate about, and he wants to take them EVERYWHERE with him.  Of course, his brother is still included in these adventures because Sans is all about being surrounded by his two favorite people.  He isn’t shy about physical contact and frequently cuddles up to his crush.  They’re also invited over for every taco night, and their tacos get an extra helping of GLITTER.  His crush could either be someone as active as he is, capable of keeping up with him.. or someone that feels entirely overwhelmed by his energy.  Either way, Sans has fallen and fallen hard, and he’s not afraid to let the world know.

Speaking of which, it’s confession time!  Sans is walking with his crush through the park, his arm looped through theirs to escort them like a proper gentleman in companionable silence.  Out of the blue, he turns to them with a wide grin and says, “YOU’RE GREAT, YOU KNOW THAT?  AND YOU KNOW WHAT WOULD BE EQUALLY AS GREAT?!  IF WE WENT ON A DATE TOGETHER!”    

Don’t hurt that little sweetheart.

US!Papyrus:

Stretch is too lazy to actively chase after his crush.  He’ll send a one-word text every now and then or pop out of nowhere to ask them to go to Muffet’s, but beyond that, he’s not acting different or putting in any special effort.  He affectionately teases his crush, and he’ll fall asleep against them pretty much any time the two of them end up on the couch, but he does all of that stuff with his brother, too.  If they’re shorter than him, he props his arm on their shoulder and leans, and he has a thing for stroking their hair.  His crush is someone that encourages his brother, but.. someone that also might be prone to getting frustrated or angry.  He finds it cute.  

Confession time!  Papy’s crush is fed up with mixed signals.  Sometimes it seems like Papyrus is flirting with them, and other times, he seems completely uninterested.  They just can’t figure him out, and they end up inadvertently picking a fight with him because their irritation over the situation clearly shows.  "Ugh, I hate you!“ they shout, mostly to test the waters and see if that would get a reaction from him, or if he–

It does.  Stretch fills their vision in a moment, planting a palm on either side of their head and trapping them against a wall.  His grin is tight, and he’s looking at them carefully, his gaze searching their now-flushed face.  "you’re lying,” he states oh-so-matter-of-factly.  The flounder, caught off-guard and either insist or wave it off.  "you don’t hate me.“

"You hate me,” they grumble, still irritated over the fight.  Papyrus catches their chin with one hand, forcing them to meet his gaze.  Slowly, his lazy grin becomes a smirk.

“you don’t believe that, either.”  He tilts his head, leaning in close just to watch their cheeks burn brighter.  "in fact, i feel quite the opposite.  so don’t ever say you hate me, hun.“

ORRRR none of that happens and Stretch just casually texts his crush "wanna go on a date this sat?”   Ya'know, whichever floats your ship more.  

SF!Sans:

He’s quite demanding of his crush’s attention, and by that, I mean that he demands every second of it.  He’s the type that texts them constantly, sending multiple texts whenever they take longer than two minutes to reply.  Sleeping is no excuse!  He expects constant admiration, and if his crush doesn’t give it to him, he’s confused because WHO DOESN’T FIND HIM INCREDIBLE?  AREN’T THEY HONORED THAT HE CHOSE TO SHOW THEM AFFECTION?!  However, this just makes him want to impress them more.  He’ll shower them with gifts, sparing no expense, trying to use money to get their attention if he has to.  His crush is someone that isn’t exactly his friend.. They could be someone in the grocery store that complimented his shoes or someone that passed him on the sidewalk and said hello.  He’s quick to crush on someone, and he doesn’t make his feelings a secret, so he’s no stranger to rejection.  That still doesn’t mean he takes it well.

Confession time!  Blackberry just straight up tells them, “I’M GREAT IN EVERY WAY AND COULD EASILY KILL YOU SIX WAYS FROM SUNDAY, BUT I’M CHOOSING TO SPARE YOU INSTEAD, SO LET’S DATE!”  It usually doesn’t end well, and if they try to spare his feelings, he thinks they’re merely playing hard to get and starts pursuing them with gifts.  This goes on until they either go on a date or Papyrus gets involved.  

And they really don’t want the latter.

SF!Papyrus:  

He’s a pretty chill guy by nature, always bowing to his brother’s demands without a second thought, so when someone catches his eye, Papyrus is pretty chill about his pursuit.  His crush is an acquaintance, someone who doesn’t automatically hate his brother, and who seems to become easily flustered where Papy’s presence is concerned. He takes a strange delight in this and casually touches his crush whenever they’re around.  A brush of his phalanges against their hand here, a bump of shoulders there.. and he’s not above using magic to create a situation, such as causing them to trip right into his chest so he can steady them, his hands lingering.  They don’t necessarily hang out together much.  It’s probably more like Paps knows where they work and frequents the place to make idle conversation.  But he does manage to ask for their number, and he keeps in touch that way.. though his texts mostly come late at night, when his brother is asleep and Papyrus is wide awake.  

For his confession, Papyrus doesn’t really confess anything out loud.  "when’s your shift end?  wanna grab a coffee or somethin’?“ he’ll ask casually, and when they agree, the two will spend a pleasant night talking (unless Blackberry finds out and calls for his brother.  As much as it sucks, Paps picks his brother over his crush every time).  Papyrus closes the evening by walking them home/to their car, and when he turns to leave, he says, "oh, i forgot somethin’.”  Then, he promptly turns on his heel, pulls his crush against him, and kisses them.  It’s the kind of kiss that leaves the crush breathless, and they get to experience a (literally) magical tongue first-hand.  When Paps pulls away, he winks, tells them he had a good time, and then walks away.    What a surprisingly smooth operator.

[paraffin-penguin]

Let's talk Osototo (an obnoxiously long headcanon post)

- Oso is the first to meet her. He was 10, and their mom needed someone to run down to the fishmonger’s. Oso was saddled with the chore after everybody else bailed. The fishmonger had a daughter, and when she hands Oso his change with a bright smile, it’s love at first sight and the kid sprints home to tell his brothers about the prettiest girl he’s ever seen. The next day there are 6 times as many little boys outside Totoko’s family’s shop, all with the same face, so her dad takes the day off thinking he’s hallucinating from being overworked.

- Totoko was, aside from their parents (and even they made mistakes sometimes), the only person who could tell the sextuplets apart as children, or at the very least pick Osomatsu out from the rest. The reason stemming from her being a child who wanted to be worshipped and adored, so she’s able to perceive to an extent how much somebody likes her, and out of the 6 it was simply a fact that Oso liked her the most.

- The other 5 falling for Totoko was more an effect of Follow The Leader rather than genuine feelings on an individual level. Oso was the dominant personality, so it’s only natural that the girl he liked would also be “liked” by all his brothers. It doesn’t help that Oso would talk about her any chance he’d get: “Totoko-chan was cute today too, wasn’t she?” “Totoko-chan’s so smart..! In class today–” “Hey, hey, did you know? Totoko-chan does ballet! Let’s go see her!!” Rounding up everyone to go see Totoko or come up with harebrained schemes to impress her and win her heart were always initiated by Oso (which is the case even in adulthood – for instance, the oil magnate incident).

- Totoko used to be taller than Oso. A thing she liked to do back then was slowly walk towards him with her hands behind her back and a falsely gentle smile on her face. She’d loom over the shorter boy purely to enjoy his reaction: Oso would be frozen stiff, scared, but also completely smitten. Totoko liked that nervous, lopsided grin, and Oso liked those initial hints of Totoko’s true wicked nature.

- In middle school, just how much Follow The Leader influenced the other brothers regarding Totoko became obvious. The 5 of them got crushes on other girls – Choro who’s just discovering idol culture at this time gets hit with an especially bad case of lovesickness every other week – but Oso, while notorious for his *ahem* love of girls, never seemed to actually have feelings for any of the ones he tried to hit on (with little success, of course). For other girls it was the typical hormone-driven stuff: skirt-flipping, bra-snapping, catcalling. The grandest and most earnest displays of affection were always reserved for Totoko: the heart-eyes, the swooning, the “Totoko-chan, you’re so cute!”, “Totoko-chan, you need anything?”, “Totoko-chan, do your best!”, the gifts of sweets and toys and choreographed group performances (there must’ve at least been 1 or 2). All for her. Only for her.

- In highschool, Oso takes Totoko on an aquarium date. A secret from his brothers for fear of great bodily injury, but there was no real occasion other than he had free time and extra cash (did he get lucky or did he work for it? There’s no telling what’s up to luck or foresight with this miraculous idiot). They go through the exhibits and Totoko’s actually having a good time. He buys her a shark plush, then climbs into the shark tank with the intention of catching one of the baby sharks for Totoko to take home and raise (this boy later grows up to ride a tiger and a cheetah, the phrase “dangerous animal” means shit to him). Aquarium staff stops him and they’re banned. Years later Oso asks Totoko about the shark plush and she says she’s lost it, but that’s a lie – it’s in her closet hidden behind boxes of unsold idol merch, and she digs it out every so often to either cuddle with it in her sleep or beat the stuffing out of it.

- They were dance partners in P.E. Pairs were assigned randomly, and when Oso’s and Totoko’s names were called together Oso literally jumped for joy, whooping maniacally before being tackled to the ground by the other Matsunos in the class (Choro was definitely one of them). Oso was a surprisingly good dancer, and Totoko appreciated that he made a conscious effort never to upstage her.

- In adulthood, Oso is the brother most likely to go see Totoko by himself. It’s not even intentional sometimes. He’ll be out walking around town and if he’s not feeling pachinko or horse racing, his mind will eventually wander to what’s Totoko doing? Where would she be, around this time? His feet will end up leading him to her house or the next place he guesses she might be. Oso’s gifted with luck where it doesn’t benefit him monetarily, and that’s why he’s able to catch Totoko outside the matchmaking agency (like really, what was he doing in that area by himself..?).

- Oso likes pigtails. It’s why he likes schoolgirls and little sister types, and if you look through his porn stash, pigtails are definitely a recurring theme. It’s why he chose Chibimi over Iyayo despite the latter having a larger chest, something you’d think Fast Hands Oniichan would gravitate to, but no. What he prefers is girly and cute with a side of selfishness and greed. Who else is like that? None other than the girl whose signature hairstyle hasn’t changed in over 10 years.

- And now for something bittersweet. There’s no way they would end up together, not the way they are – Totoko’s standards are ridiculously high and apparently she’s pretty and smart enough to nab someone that meets them, while Oso’s objectively trash. But no matter what happens, and especially if through some aligning of the planets they start going out but the universe rights itself at the last moment and they break up, Oso will always love Totoko. She’ll always be the prettiest girl he’s ever seen. His first love. The girl he’ll never get over because “liking her” is part of his identity. It used to be part of the sextuplets’ collective identity – they were the troublemaking demons who crushed on the same girl and chased her all over the neighborhood – but the other 5 will probably grow out of both the troublemaking and the crush (some of them already have in canon, even with episode 24 being a joke). Everyone except Oso, because he’s most attached to the story’s original setting. Being obsessively in love with Totoko at that point would be partially fueled by his stubbornness to “stay in character“. Totoko will most likely marry someone else – someone rich and respectable – but Oso would still hover near her, happily flirting. And Totoko would let him. “Gotta respect the man’s dedication – he’s liked the same girl since he was 10” would be part of the reason, but most of it would be that Totoko needs the setting just as much as Oso does. She’s constantly starved for attention and Oso, the devoted childhood friend with a perpetually open schedule, is a convenient source of attention. There might be some reciprocal love on Totoko’s side. Something has to have grown there, after all these years, but Totoko doesn’t seem the type to want to define it. What they have in that hypothetical future works, and if she overthinks it then, she might begin to remember Oso’s wide-eyed, blushing face from that day she gave him a bunch of 5-yen coins and their hands brushed, and she might regret.