#I wanna go home and take a nap and cuddle my cat and that's it

[harrysmimi]

Cuddly Mood

Synopsis: One where Harry comes home from work to his girl being clingy. He ain't complaining.

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Harry had told his girl to not wait for him for dinner as he would be late, and that she should to go to bed. Basically not wait up for him as he got work.

He was working late at night on some new music. Not essentially planning to write a whole new album just yet, he just wanted to het these new out and into production and see how things go from there for him and his new future projects.

YN understood where he came from. She's an artist too after all. She sometimes want to spend all day and night, in her studio painting and work on this one piece of art which would not budge off her head until it was out. She's had those days and Harry's always been respectful and supportive of her.

But she wanted to be selfish today and hold him back and cuddle him all day. Well, she could barely bring herself to do that because he was so excited about this new song he had in his mind. Or melody? Or a rhythm? Or a beat? She doesn't quite know how music works.

This afternoon Harry got ready to leave for studio after he'd returned from gym, all showered up and dressed up. He wore a pair black washed jeans a simple white tshirt, which she likes to steal from him some times. He took a hoodie with him incase he's cold, which he always is at the studio.

He's been going to gym religiously now, so he's been more muscley and big, he's still his shy self which makes him like her giant human cuddle bear. Especially with his instincts of him wanting to hold her and make her feel safe. Oh boy, did that make her all mushy!

She just wanted cling on him all day and take a big fat nap. But she had to let him go for few hours.

But she still deserves his undivided attention, especially when he's back from a long tour and will be going back very soon.

She's a night owl, Harry knows it. So when he came back home to her place, he found her dusting her furniture around. She's like her cat, who likes to zoom around at three in the morning.

And it was three in the morning when he came back!

"Hi, angel!" He chirps as he locked the door behind him. "What are you doing up so late baby?" Dropping his stuff on the sofa he walked upto her, snaking his arms around her tummy he pulled her close to him, placing a chaste of kisses on her neck and back of her head. She melted in his embrace.

Exactly what she craved all day!

"I'm not sleepy." She mumbled.

"You need to fix that sleep schedule of yours, angel, it's not healthy." He expressed his concerns, "no coffee for you after three in the afternoon!"

"Hey!" She whined.

"Yes!" He argued back. "You wanna go to bed now?"

"Yeah," she agreed.

Harry was changing out of his clothes. He took off his hoodie and shirt, and got rid of his pants.

On rare nights his boxers and basketball shorts stayed on and today was one of them. His girl doesn't mind, there is nothing she haven't seen. He doesn't feel insecure around her anymore and does she, which is amazing!

"Harry?"

"Hmm?"

"Can I have your hoodie?" She asked.

"Yeah, which one do you want baby?" He asked, changing into a different pair of boxers.

"The one you wore today?"

"Aren't you going to be hot, angel?" He enquired, because it was getting warmer and he doesn't want her to layer up.

"No, I'll just wear that and nothing underneath." She explained.

"You sure about that?" He asked, just to be sure.

"Mhmm."

"Alright strip down!" Harry smirked cheekily. He was all done dressing half decent, he took two strads towards where she was stood in the bathroom, applying her moisturiser.

Her sleep shirt caught onto her earrings as she was taking it off. "Ouch!"

"Be careful there!" He stepped in and carefully untangled the shirt from her earring. "You okay?"

"Yeah!" She nodded. Harry smiled and carefully pulled the neckhole of his hoodie (which is now both of theirs to share!) over her head, before his hands travelled behind her back to unhook her bra. He slipped his off but not before taking the opportunity to have a quick feel of her breasts, run his hands over her delicious tummy rolls towards her hips. "Stop it tickles!"

"Yeah?" He teased her, tickling her more under her breasts.

"Stop!" She laughed holding onto his wrists tightly. He stopped and helped her put her arms through the sleeves.

"My favourite!" He commented on her wearing her "cute set" of underwear, which were a pair of pastel green granny panties with french fries on them.

They're adorable okay!

"Stop tickling me, I've missed you enough all day!" She pouted feeling his hands wander down to her bum, trying his best to tickle her.

He gasped, "I need to make up for it, don't I?" With that he threw her over his shoulder as he brought her back out to their room and carefully placed her on their shared bed. "Why didn't you call me then if you missed me so much?"

"I did not felt like wanting to disturb you while you worked." She explained as he peppered her face with sloppy and wet kisses.

"You can never disturb me!" He exclaimed quietly, "could have worked on that song later. Next time just tell me, okay? I'd prefer to spend time with you!"

"Mhmm! I will." She agreed, "now kiss me?"

"Gladly!" With that he placed his mouth on hers, giving her a tender kiss. "I've missed you too today! Wrote a song about you and us."

"You did?" She was so surprised even though he tells her when a song is inspired by her. It still manages to surprise her, thinking she can be a muse to someone's art when it's always been the other way around for her. He always finds new things about to sing in his songs.

Where as he's always been muse of her art!

"Yeah, wrote about how much I love you, and how I wanna be with you for as long as you want me!"

"I want you forever!"

"Forever, yeah?" He rested his forehead on hers.

The next few minutes he spent talking about the song and loving on her until she fell asleep, snuggled close to his bare chest.

He'd never enjoyed being a big spoon in his life!

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[princessbrunette]

the rafe/bunny reader discussion made me remember my obsession with jj/kitten reader

scratched back, kitten licking, cuddles, high energy for adventures, napping on him, sitting on his face...

having him pulling you around/manhandling you despite ur fierce attitude like ur the lightest thing ever

constantly bitting him and pushing his limits until hes had enough and needs to reprimand you!

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being at a party with jj, and he can feel that little catty attitude of yours setting in simply because you were tired. all the telltale signs are there, squinting in a glare what you think is intimidatingly at anyone who talks to your boyfriend, digging your claws— sorry, nails beneath jj’s muscle tee when he’s not giving you enough attention, and now— you were resulting in biting his bicep that was wrapped around your neck, the blonde stood pressed up behind you around the bonfire in a group. he leans down to your ear.

“you know if you’re hungry i’d rather you not eat me. can’t you eat like, john b instead? he looks like he has tasty meat.” he teases, trying to keep things lighthearted despite him knowing you’re developing a little attitude. he wasn’t bothered though, he had enough beer in his system and you weren’t ever anything he couldn’t handle.

“no. trying to leave a bite mark so that girl that keeps looking at you gets the message.” you practically growl, sinking your teeth into his forearm again making him wince.

“ah, jesus— you got fangs or what? how does that little mouth produce such a dangerous bite?” he accuses, slipping his fingers between your mouth and his skin to stop you from doing it again.

“shush. let me.” you frown grumpily and he tsks, manhandling you a little by the waist to stand back from him and starts to walk you backwards away from the group, sensing that you need some special attention.

“dont get feisty with me kittycat, you know who’s boss i don’t gotta tell you.” he reprimands gently, squeezing your hips.

“i wanna go home.” you pout and he grins.

“see? look at you using your words. knew you had it in you.” he waves a finger with a grin before spinning back to the group, jogging towards them.

“hate to be the bearer of bad news but we’re gonna bounce. gotta get this one home and in bed before she scratches my eyes out. peace, dudes.” he announces making you roll your eyes.

“dumbie.” you mutter as he approaches you with an amused smile, patting your butt as he passes you to get you to follow.

“reowwww!” he mocks, swiping the air with an angry cat claw, taking your hand and helping you into his truck.

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[mialikeshockey]

Jet - Luke Hughes

part two, to oli

requested by @hrts4edwards

(credit to gif maker)

Luke’s birthday is right around the corner, he’s always talked about getting a dog. Jack and Quinn said that was something he’s always wanted since he was a kid, was a dog.

After all of the foster kittens went to their forever homes, Jack and I have been talking about surprising Luke with a puppy. Jacks always talking about how much Luke has wanted a Shih tzu, so Jack and I got him a Shih tzu.

It’s currently Lukes birthday, I woke up early and started making him a birthday breakfast. In a couple minutes Jack would be bringing over the Shih tzu for Luke.

I flip the French toast that’s on the stove, while Luke walks out of the bedroom. “Good morning, birthday boy.” I smile, while he walks over to me and gives me a kiss on my cheek.

“What are you making?” He questions me getting out some cups to make the coffee I haven’t started on yet. “French toast. Sorry if it’s not what you wanted, it’s just one of our favorite things so, I thought it would be special for your special day.”

Luke just smiles and helps finish everything up. “Why is there more plates out?” Luke looks around, confused. “Your brothers and Nico are coming over.”

Before Luke or I could say another word, someone knocks on the door. “I’ll get it.” Luke walks over to the door and lets Nico and Quinn in the door. “I thought you said Jack was coming too?” Luke pokes his head out of the door frame to see if his brother was left behind in the hallway, but not a sight of the other Hughes was there.

“Jack said he’ll be a little late because of traffic.” Nico states walking over to give me a hug. “Why didn’t he just go with you guys?” Luke says sassly. Quinn tries not to giggle while looking over at me who’s putting food on everyone’s plates. “Come on, eat up while we wait for Jack.” I push Lukes plate in front of him.

After everyone done with eating, Nico helps me do dishes while Quinn keeps Luke busy. “Whys Jack so late?” I ask Nico who’s drying the freshly washed dishes I’m handing him. “He’s probably waiting for the right-.” Before Nico could finish his sentence, there was knocking on the door. “Luke could you get that?” I call out to my boyfriend.

Luke stands up and walks to the door, he opens the door to see Jack standing there with a puppy and a big smile on his face. “So you took so long to buy yourself a new puppy, on my birthday.” Luke laughs while letting Jack in.

“Actually…it’s not mine.” Jack hands Luke the puppy. “Wha-.” Before Luke could say anything fully the puppy licks him. “Happy birthday little bro.” Jack smiles. “Thank you.” Luke walks over to show me.

“You’ve been talking about wanting one, so I talked to everyone about it and we all got together and got it for you. Also because it hasn’t been easy with all the cats leaving, it will give Oli a brother.” I dry my hands off and go up to pet the puppy.

Luke lets the puppy go run around to get his zoomies out so everyone could play with him.

“What are you gonna name him, sweetheart?” Luke takes a second to think. “Jet, I think Jet fits.” Luke giggles watching Jet run back and forth between Nicos legs to Quinns.

After a couple minutes of everyone playing with the dog, they all left, to get ready for Lukes party. “Do you wanna nap before we go? You didn’t sleep well last night.” I ask him, seeing the tiredness on his face. “Honestly…that would be great.”

Luke walks to the bedroom while little Jet follows behind him,Oli staying behind with me. I pick Oli up and head to the room and walk into Jet being cuddled up to Luke already.

“Looks like I have someone who has stolen my boyfriend.” I giggle, petting Jet. Luke smiles and closes his eyes before he drifts off to sleep.

Maybe being an animal mom isn’t bad. Maybe Oli and Jet are all we need.

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this is so bad but I’m so bored at 5am right now and this has been in my drafts since Luna and I were on FaceTime the other night so I thought I’d let her wake up to this. I’ll probably go back and edit it, later in the day because I did not proofread this 😭

[fire-lizard-ro]

Mini post about Gallagher because @pix3lplays and I were talking about him... Like we always do with these Star Rail men... Man-

We're so Normal about him I swear-

Here's a bunch of ideas and headcanons in no particular order because I cannot scrape together enough sense after seeing that official art of him to make this coherent:

Writing under the cut (dw it's SFW I just started doing this for convenience):

Leaks suggested he had a bunch of scarring on his arms and if you look closely at his hands in the official art, he has some on his hands and juuuust under some of the bandages. Imagine kissing his scars... Auuuu-

I said it before and I'll say it again he's a big ol' puppy. Big scruffy scary dog puppy man. The way he's so attentive with you and concerned for your health, safety, and wellbeing at all times. I actually don't think he'd be the biggest on PDA. However- That doesn't stop what happens when he's protective. You'd be in a crowd and in order to shield you from the hustle and bustle, he'd pull you in close with an arm wrapped around you.

He totally rubs his cheek against yours like a fuckin cat as like an affection thing but also sometimes to mess with you because it's scratchy.

Definitely has a Chair. It's His Chair. By the fireplace. But he, of course, let's you sit in it whenever he isn't sitting there. And if he is? Pats his leg to you can come sit in his lap. You two often take naps there, cuddled up with one another.

Those buttons of his are fighting for their LIVES but you aren't complaining. He jolts a little before smirking at you when you slip a hand between said buttons to feel the exposed skin there as well as plenty of what the shirt does cover.

Pix and I like to think that he's naturally warm. Whether this is because he is a fire pathstrider is up to interpretation.

Also please tell me he's another guy who just straight says run them hands his hands are his weapon-

(I wonder if we're getting a character in HSR who just straight up throws hands like "time for some fisticuffs". Because I didn't even think about it, but Stelle in the new trailer didn't have her bat or lance she was gonna like Stellaron punch someone??? Bro gimme the "run them hands" strat right NOW Hoyo- Going back to Gallagher... Like yeah I wanna watch him straight up punch someone, lolllll- And look at his left glove!!! It has those little metal thingies on the knuckles like come ON-)

Speaking of him being a big ol puppy for you... I should write about him being a cute puppo boy... ANYWAYS-

Pix talked about kissing his scruffy chin and my immediate thought was:

"Leaning up to kiss his chin because of height difference and jwefoi he just thinks it's cute and you see the way his eyes soften weoigj- I feel like he'd lean down for you only to move so he can kiss you properly at the last second. And then he would give you lil eskimo kisses and gently murmur against your lips the softest lil "my wife..." as if it's his favorite thing to say as if it's him reminding himself and being happy about it all over again weoigjwe-"

(Yes that thought was a bit more catered to me as a certified Wife, okay??? Leave me alone- OTL)

ALSO PIX WITH THEIR HUGE WRINKLY BRAIN BROUGHT UP THE IDEA OF DANCING IN THE KITCHEN WITH HIM???

So ofc I had to write a bit about it:

It's late at night and you two just finished dinner together as a sort of stay at home date. You've already cleaned the dishes together and put everything away, relishing silently in the domestic feeling of doing those tasks together.

And then suddenly he's wrapped his arms around you, nose buried in your hair as he kisses your head. Slowly, he turns you around.

One kiss... Two kisses... "Dance with me?" "I don't know how." "I'll teach you."

Tugs you forward so you can stand on his feet as the two of you sway and dance in the kitchen, the only music being the sound of your hearts that now beat in sync.

aaAAAAAAA HELP-

Anyways more about this absolute Husband of a man again at a later time goodbye iewjgo-

[ellabsprincess]

I’d love to see your take on domestic!abby… all the little ways she uses her strength around the house, how she shows you little bits of affection like wrapping an arm around your waist while you’re cooking, kissing you on the forehead when she brings you a drink whilst you’re working… just soft, fluffy, buff wife…..

<3-🐚

this is literally so cute!! i know this isn't much but here's some domestic abby headcanons!!

domestic!abby headcanons (abbyxreader)

warnings: lowercase intended, literally none this is pure fluff

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she uses her strength to her advantage around the house. she works hard for her muscles and her physique, so she puts it to work when you need anything done around the house. she's always lifting heavy items for you, moving the furniture when you ask her to, just being your perfect muscle wife.

she loves having an arm around you. you're cooking a nice dinner? you can count on her making her way to stand behind you and look over your shoulder, her arms snaking around your waist to keep you company.

sometimes you have to shove her away because you don't want to burn her or hurt her accidentally with whatever task you're doing, and she leaves sulking, her bottom lip jutting out and pouting dramatically.

let's say you work from home, or you're just taking a project home, she is taking care of you every chance she gets. she won't bother you too much, she knows how much you care about your job and your projects, but she'll still finds subtle ways to show her affection. forehead kisses when bringing you a snack or drink, or just quick shoulder massages when you take a break, she just wants to touch her pretty wife.

speaking of massages, she LOVES to use her strong arms to rub away all your aches and pains. she'll have you lay on the couch, or on your shared bed. she'll put on some soothing, quiet music on in the background, the air being filled with the smell of a nice candle as she rubs her rough hands up and down you body, making all of your pain disappear.

abby loves to pick you up! it doesn't matter your size, the woman can hold you, and she will make sure you know it. too lazy to walk to the bedroom? she will scoop you up in her arms and carry you there herself. in public and your feet are hurting from your shoes? she will carry you bridal style to the car. she doesn't care if people stare, she just wants to make her pretty girl feel better.

she takes such good care of any pets you have. they are literally her children, and she will get up at the crack of dawn to go on walks with your dogs, or pet your cats because they decided to jump on the bed before you were ready to wake up.

she definitely has a thing for you being her housewife, and loves to see you doing menial tasks like cooking and cleaning up the house, but she will always contribute to her fair share of the chores. you're too tired to cook? she's leaping to her feet to make your favorite dinner. didn't have time to clean? it's okay, she'll let you take a well needed nap while she tidies up the house.

she also just loves calling you her wife. she makes a point to mention it in literally every conversation, rarely calling by your name, preferring to call you her wife because she's still in disbelief that she gets to wake up next to you every morning.

CUDDLES!! cuddling with abby is literally heaven. her strong arms surround your body, and the soft beat of her heart is the most soothing sound as you fall asleep on her chest. she definitely rubs up and down your back and kisses your forehead as she feels you drifting off, so happy you trust her enough to relax into her arms and sleep so soundly.

hope you guys enjoyed!! if you want more headcanons for abby or other dynamics let me know because this was fun!!

kisses mwah mwah

[prismuffin]

Hello! I don't know if you still take requests but, I just want to ask, can you please write a super fulff request with Steven Grant x trans male reader (he/him pronouns)? I love Steven with all my heart and being, if you want, of course, have a great day <3!!

A/n: ofc! Oooooo i can’t wait to write for the MoonKnight system

Long Day

Steven Grant x trans!male!reader

( summary: after a long day at work Steven can't wait to go home and cuddle up beside his boyfriend )

warnings?: none! Mentions of testosterone shots but no needles are mentioned! Super fluffy comfort fic <3

!-!more under the cut!-!

The day has been long and tiring which clearly had an effect on Steven, his eye bags being more prominent as he yawns, stretching as much as he could in the cramped elevator that shakily took him up to his apartment. It felt like the ride stretched on much longer than it usually did even with him watching the numbers at the top increase as he got closer to his floor. Finally, the ding of the door echoed in his ears as they opened, revealing his familiar hallway. He made quick work, digging his keys from his pockets before he was even near his door. Shoving the key inside he fumbled with the lock, even with years of living here he somehow always turned it the wrong way first.

Walking into his apartment he dropped his bags by the door, messing with his keys as he took his shoes off. Walking deeper into the apartment his eyes met yours, you sat on the couch, pants pulled down to the space above your knee. “Welcome home Stevie.” Steven practically melted at the sight of his boyfriends smile. God did he love that smile it was always so welcoming and warm. “Hey love,” he walked closer to you, sitting besides your form as his eyes scanned over the coffee table noticing the bottle of testosterone and the medkit out. “Oh love I could do that for you,” He suggested and smiled as you planted a kiss to his cheek, mumbling a thank you. “So how was your day?” You asked as he started disinfecting the area of your thigh, watching as he groaned and sighed. “It was a long one,” he started, moving to grab the bottle of testosterone. “Donna was practically breathing down my neck all day and some orders got mixed up and I had to deal with it- even though that’s not my bloody job..” he mumbled the last part with a sigh and you chuckled. “But enough of that,” he went to grab a bandaid from the medkit but stopped half way. “Oh, do you want a teenage mutant ninja turtle bandaid or-“ “teenage mutant ninja turtles.” “Right yeah ok, thought so,” he chuckled, smiling as he grabbed one and placed it on your thigh, rubbing the area before looking back at you.

Leaning in, you placed a short kiss to his lips, barely pulling back to stare in his beautiful brown eyes. “M’sorry you had a bad day..” you mumbled against his lips and he shook his head slightly. “It’s fine, just wanna cuddle with you.” He kissed you again and laughed as you grabbed him, pulling him on top of you as you flipped backwards on the couch. He sighed, laying his head on your chest as your fingers found their way into his hair. His eyes closed as he relished in the feeling, he was sure that if he were a cat he’d be purring right now. His smile only grew as you kissed his head. “Tell me about your day love,” he said with a yawn and you chuckled, starting to speak about what you’d been doing all day. You knew that he’d fall asleep while you were talking but you didn’t mind, he desperately needed it. “I love you Steven.” You whispered as you heard his light snores fill the room. You got yourself as comfortable as you could before closing your eyes as well, maybe a nap on the couch wouldn’t be too bad.

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( he’s so babygirl I love him. )

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[invisibleraven]

going to a cat café for Reggie/Willie please and thank you

"I'm really more of a dog person," Reggie commented as Willie dragged him towards The Mat Catter Café.

"I'm not saying we bring one home," Willie replied. "But I thought it would be fun to enjoy some yummy treats while cute little kitties roam around."

"I do like treats..."

Willie grinned at that, bringing them in and asking for a table in the kitten room. They were seated quickly, and Willie cooed as a little tabby wound around his ankles.

Reggie smiled, loving how happy his partner looked, giving the kitten scritches while he looked over the menu and decided on a tray of pastry and lemonades to enjoy.

"While it might be tempting, please don't feed the cats any of your food," the hostess requested. "We do have treats for sale if you want though."

"I'll take a bunch!" Willie said, now cuddling a little orange cat while the tabby napped off on a stool nearby. He only let the kitten go as their food was delivered, though the cat was happy enjoy a nap in his lap.

"You're enjoying this way too much," Reggie said, though he was smiling as Willie pet the kitty while munching on a croissant.

Willie shrugged, and took a sip of his drink. "I've always liked animals, and my favourite group home growing up had a few cats. I even rescued a stray or two behind the club but Caleb made me take them to the SPCA since he was allergic."

Reggie smiled softly-Willie didn't like talking about his youth growing up in the foster system, so a happy memory of that time was a rare and precious thing. They had bonded over their terrible families and had strived to give each other the love and affirmation they had been denied for so long.

The waitress returned, giving them a small bag of treats, making a few pointy ears perk up. Willie attracted a tuxedo cat and a fluffy ball of white fur that the waitress told them was a ragdoll.

Reggie had to laugh as Willie was swarmed with cats, but he looked so delighted, he didn’t car about the amount of fur coating his clothes or the tiny needles from cats kneading him.

“You wanna try?” Willie asked, holding out the bag.

“I mean we should leave some cats for everyone else,” Reggie teased. But he still took the bag and held his hand out to the few cats roaming around him.

Finally a little calico with one eye came over, sniffing Reggie’s hand, rubbing at his fingers and gently nipping them before taking the piece of freeze dried salmon. Then jumped up into Reggie’s lap, spun around a few times and settled into a ball.

“She’s vibrating!” Reggie exclaimed.

“She’s purring Sparky,” Willie replied. “Means she likes you.”

Reggie was awed by how trusting this little cat was, and he gently stroked her soft fur. He felt his breathing slow, his whole body relaxing with the movement and the gentle purring.

“Oh wow,” the waitress remarked as she came to take their dishes. “Pirate never does this.”

“Nap?”

“On people,” she clarified. “We’ve had a real hard time getting her adopted because she’s so anti-social. She was abused, so she has a hard time trusting.”

“Is that how she lost her eye?” Reggie asked, laying his hand over the cat’s head, rubbing behind her ears.

The waitress nodded sombrely. “She’s fine now, and gets along fine with the other cats, but I’ve never seen her act like this with a human before.”

“You think she likes dogs?” Willie asked.

“Loves ‘em,” the waitress replied. “We’ve had her in a few foster homes and she loved the dogs there, just not the people.”

Reggie looked up at Willie, then down at the cat who shared so much background with the two of them. Who chose him out of everyone. And he couldn’t bear to leave her here.

“Can I get an adoption form?” he asked. “I think it’s about time we got Chewie a little sister.”

“Told you that you’d like it in here,” Willie snarked.

“I blame you,” Reggie said as Pirate glanced up at him, yawned and curled back up to resume her nap.

“I take it all,” Willie remarked. “Until you become a crazy cat dad and fill our house with felines.”

“I think she’ll be enough,” Reggie replied, petting the cat once more.

[smol-forest-gremlin]

DNI: NSFW/kink, anti-agere, anti-lgbtqia+, racism, ableism, maps/pedos, and any other bigotry.

Intro to me!

I’ve realized, I’ve never properly introduced myself on this blog, so here’s a little bit about me.

Hello, for now, please call me Gremlin. I am a trans man and xenogender; my pronouns are he/him/xe/xem. I’m about to be 18, though 0-2 while regressed.

I’m hoping for this page to the a safe place for all, and while age regression forward, I do want to showcase who I am as a person as well.

I love cats, and forensics, books, especially mystery, and I’m a huge weeb. I’m obsessed with anime (aizawa from bnha/mha is my comfort character) and dnd, one day hope to start cosplaying as well. I will be starting school for forensic sciences, though I hope to pursue my passion and one day open a photography business. I love music and my tastes are all around. One day I hope to live in a small village in a little cottage home, with cats, and a reading nook, filled with endless books, and maybe a small garden as well. I dream for a simple and calm life. Oh! And I love naps. Really love naps. And sea pancakes (stingrays).

However, while this blog with showcase my regression and interests (like cats), it will not always be sunshine and rainbows. I want this to be a safe and comforting place for people of all kinds, but setting that expectation isn’t realistic. I am a person who is autistic, and will struggle with sensory issues, meltdowns, nonverbal episodes, among other things. I also have adhd, ocd, ptsd, depression and really bad anxiety. I have chronic pain, hyper mobility, sh issues and am borderline on an eating disorder. Life is hard and I hope that by sharing my struggles I can help others to not feel alone in what they may go through.

I am always looking for friends, someone who is honest, kind, accepting and loyal. If anyone would be interested, send me a cat photo in dms!

Also, I am looking for a cg, though I would like to start as friends, build a connection, before moving forward. I would also hope for my cg to one day be my partner. I would love someone patient, kind, gentle, and who would make me feel safe.

If that is something you’d be interested or just wanna know a little more about smol me:

-I love cuddles. Once I’m comfy I’m super attached and love to be held, rocked, an coddled. Also one of my biggest comforts is being rocked while being gently pat on the butt, similar to how you’d sooth a baby.

-I’m not very verbal. Most often I speak in gestures, or gurgles.

-I’m a easy but sensitive baby. My regression isn’t often voluntary and isn’t always pretty, so sometimes feelings can be a lot, but once you know me, my needs are very straightforward.

-I am VERY little. Often I will be in babyspace which requires more attention. I use bottles, wear diapers, pacis, and sleep a lot.

-Anime. Studio Ghibli movies and certain anime are huge comforts. I also love the owl house and in the night garden.

-Stuffies. I love them so much. My comfort stuffie is practically always with me.

-Sensory. I’m super sensitive sensory wise, so I love gentle stimulants. Big soft wooden blocks, soft rattles, crinkles, chewies, soft music, fuzzy pjs, fluffy blankets etc… also big comfies

Umm there may be more but I can’t remember atm. Always have a great day lovelies! Be safe, eat food, drink water, take a nap and some time for yourself. I love you all.

[eggcompany]

Jaskier and his Snuggly Wuggly Killing Machines Part 16

Spin-off of our work Jaskier and the Snuggly Wuggly Killing Machines!!!!

Jaskier has some of his fellow musicians over and his manager, Rosemary (Miss Rose). Eskel and Geralt go to cuddle and nap in the basement. But Geralt won't cuddle with him! Eskel come up to Jaskier crying for some loves but Jaskier tries to send him up to bed early! Miss Rose to the rescue with snuggles.

“Well boys you can go take a nice nap and I’ll come wake y’all up when everyone leaves. Lammy and Aiden, you can go ahead and be upstairs. I’m gonna turn on The Peabody and Sherman Show down here if you want to stay. Just stay in one place okay? I’m going to be very busy.” Jaskier explained to the pups as they washed up from being outside. They got rather icky today, given they were all almost naked and sweaty rolling around in dust and sand. So each got a shower and their hair brushed out by Vesemir. The older witcher had been picked up earlier though, dental appointment or something.  

Geralt, who was scratching absently at his own stomach hairs, nodded and yawned. He had decided that he really only needed to wear a pair of grey sweatpants. Eskel was pulling his head through his heavy wine red knit sweater, he hadn’t bothered with pants but put on a pair of plain black boxer briefs. Lambert, who was helping Aiden pick out a short, was clad in his favorite grey fluffy socks, green plaid boxer shorts, and a snuggly grey cotton sweatshirt. And Aiden, getting pulled into wearing a pair of borrowed black sweatpants and a Champion brand t-shirt. 

“Um… we’re gonna go to Lam’s room.” Aiden said and walked out of the bathroom and across to Lambert’s room. The other cat was close behind him. Geralt and Eskel snicker at them and smiled over at Jaskier. Geralt walks by him and gives him a kiss on the cheek. 

“I’m so tired, daddy. I’m gonna make a nice nest and sleep.” Geralt says tiredly, his eyelids drooped. He had run himself to exhaustion. Surely he would be drowsy even after his nap. Geralt made his way down to the ground level and then to the basement door. Eskel hugs Jaskier and snuffles his hair with his nose. 

“I’ll go nap with Bear. I’m tired too. I wanna cuddle up with bubba.” Eskel says and yawns. He walks down to the basement and Jaskier follows him. 

“You’re such a sweetie. That’s alright. I’m gonna be up late tonight so get your cuddles in now. Maybe Lammy will let you sleep in his nest with Aiden tonight.” Jaskier said and set the TV to play the animated show. It was one of the boy’s favorites, so it should keep their attention should they wake up. 

Geralt was hauling out an armful of blankets to the already piled up pillows. Eskel automatically went to fix them into a large U-shape. Jaskier checked the small fridge that was near the TV. There were a few juice boxes, a half gallon of chocolate milk, waters, and plenty of puddings and cheese sticks. He looked over at the few snack baskets and they were moderately still full. He’d need to remember to buy more cheese crackers and popcorn…

“Alright, well darlings my friends are gonna be here soon. Have a nice nap, I love you both!” Jaskier said and watched the two flump down into their nest next to each other. He hopped up the stairs and closed the door behind him. He picked up the living room where a few pillows had been on the floor and he pulled out his wine glasses and made sure he had a few nice bottles pulled out in the fridge. He looked around and made sure Lambert and Aiden weren’t being too loud but he couldn’t hear anything. He clicked his stereo system on to play some quiet instrumental music. 

There was a knock at the door, signaling his bandmates were finally here. Jaskier happily walks over to the door and opens it smiling. 

“Welcome to my kinda new home! Come on in!” Jaskier calls out and steps aside to let everyone else in. Gwen and Alfie smiled and handed him a large bottle of honey rum (one of his favorites!) and walked into the living room, flopping down on his couch. His manager, Rosemary, walks in and gives him a great big hug and tells him “You have a beautiful home!” and she sits in the large cushiony black chair. Finally his drummer, Gino Patrick, walks up to him and engulfs in a big hug. 

“Hey man! Sorry I couldn’t make it to Valdo’s party! I was swamped with my taxes! I wouldn’t get my papers, it totally sucked. I’m so glad to hear that you’re back though! I heard about the uh… dogs? Bears? I dunno, I heard a lot about your new house mates.” The shorter man said and patted Jaskier on the back. Gino was a shorter man who always had something going on. He was only a few inches shorter than Jaskier but still. He had dark black hair and dark brown eyes that are always lined. Gino shoved a small bag into Jaskier’s hands. 

“Here’s a little somethin, somethin, from Mama. She’s been bored.” Gino said and walked in and said hello to everyone else. Jaskier looked down and noticed it was a few thin pieces of hand carved wood, guitar picks. Jaskier laughs and slips them into his pocket. 

“C’mon, house tourrrrrrr~” Gwen egged as Jaskier walked into the living room. He laughed and shook his head. 

“Fine. Whatever, c’mon losers.” Jaskier joked and motioned to be followed. Everyone stood to follow him. First he pointed over to the basement door but stood in front of it to make sure no one opened it. 

“This is the boy’s kinda playroom. They’ve got a TV and toys and stuff down there. I’d really like to show you guys cause it’s so cute but Bear, uh I mean Geralt and Eskel are sleeping and stuff down there right now. But yeah don’t go in there, it’s their safe space to relax and play.” Jaskier explained and Rosemary put her hand over her heart and ‘aw’ed. Everyone nodded and Jaskier showed them over to the kitchen where everyone grabbed a glass and he pulled out the chilled wine. 

“I kinda freaked out about safety before they came home so everything is both child proof and puppy proof so like yeah… lots of latches. Which by the way do not work when you have a two hundred pound beasty wanting a snack at 2 a.m.. I swear I thought one night a raccoon got in the house but no it was just Lambert scavenging for spaghetti Os.” Jaskier said and laughed. 

“Oh my gods… how do you even control them like… they’re huge. Gino they’re the size of volkswagens.” Gwen said and smacked the drummer's arm. He in return looked shocked and looked up at Jaskier. The singer sipped his wine and leaned back against the sink. 

“They’re so well behaved. I really don’t have to reprimand them all that much. Sometimes I have to kinda pull Eskel off of Lambert at night because he has a bad habit of like… rubbing himself on pillows and stuff at night and Lammy hates it and occasionally Geralt chews on the banister but really they’re very good listeners.” Jaskier says and the guitarist hums in understanding. 

“Oh he self soothes at night then? I’ve heard of cats doing that sometimes.” Alfie said and Jaskier nodded and walked to the recording studio and bathroom. They were the same as before he had renovated. Then he stepped onto the stairs but halted for a moment. 

“Um… Maybe we can not go up there. Lambert and Aiden are… They canoodle in Lambert’s bedroom and let’s just say they like to be left alone. It’s just their bedrooms, their bathroom, and then my bedroom still. I really just added onto the back.” Jaskier said and Gwen, Alfie, and Gino all looked shocked. Jaskier started to walk to the backyard but the guitarist grabbed his arm. 

“You let them have sex? What if one of them gets pregnant? You already have three, you couldn’t manage a litter!” Gwen whisper yells and the other two nodded. Rosemary smirked and put her hand over her mouth. Jaskier giggled a bit but shook his head and answered. 

“They’re witchers. They’re sterile. They’re all neutered. Completely. Plus they’re just boys, no worries.” Jaskier said and walked to the back deck. It was getting dark now so the air was much cooler than it was earlier. 

“I added onto the porch and ya know… decorated. Eskel keeps asking for more planters and he takes such good care of his flowers so it’s really pretty out here. That’s their sand pit, and they were wrestling in the big mud puddle earlier today. They always put their toys up and keep the deck clean and everything too.” Jaskier said as everyone went around to look at the large variety of plants and hanging baskets. Vesemir had brought the eldest boy a few books on botany and grafting plants and propagation, since then he was really into planting. There were a few large pots around the railing that held lush green flowerless varieties and there were baskets hanging off the railing with small colorful flowers and hanging baskets of plants that spilled over the lip of the pot to hang down. Jaskier loved to sit back here and watch Eskel water them and clip and cut and poke cuttings into different boxes. There were many bowl shaped pots that lined the outer wall that had many varieties of babies growing and putting on new leaves. 

“Woah dude, it did this by itself? That’s awesome man!” Gino said which Jaskier smiled at but corrected him. 

“He, Gino, He did it by himself. But yes, yes he did. A much older witcher that comes over often, he gave Eskel a few books on plants and he just has a knack for it.” Jaskier said. 

They sat and talked on the porch for a while before they traveled back to the kitchen for more wine that ended up just being brought to the living room. They spent hours drinking and talking. Art, new artists on the music scene, gossip, drama, family, social life, everything Jaskier had missed. 

Jaskier was sitting on the loveseat with his manager and everyone else spread out in the room. He was saying something about a new line of guitars that he saw but the basement door opened and a pouting Eskel walked out. His ears were drooped down and his tail was sagging behind him. He kept his head down until he walked over to Jaskier. 

“Hey baby, what’s up? Why're you pouting?” Jaskier said, concerned. Eskel looked so down in the dumps. He could tell by the way he was chewing on his own lip that he wasn’t quite out of his softer mindset. Eskel sniffled and kept his eyes on Jaskier’s knees. 

“Geralt kept shoving me ‘way from him and he wouldn’t let me under the blankie and he snapped ta me when I tried to cuddle him and he won’t let me hold him and and and-” Eskel said in a hush rushed voice. Tears prickled his eyes and started to fall by the time he was done. Everyone in the room was quiet. Jaskier stood up and hugged him, though the pup didn’t hug back but instead kept crying and sniffling. 

“Aw, poor thing. Well maybe he’ll want to cuddle later tonight. How about you go get a bath upstairs and you can watch a show in your room till it’s bedtime? How’s that sound?” Jaskier said quietly as he thumbed away his tears. Eskel sniffled and shook his head. Everyone else was whispering around them and Jaskier was about to suggest it more but Rosemary stood up and shooed away Jaskier’s hands. She lifted his face up to look at her and his face relaxed some.

“You poor little baby! Oh you just need some lovin’ don’t you? Come here, you can come sit with me. Shoo stinky ole daddy away and you can sit right here.” The woman said and shoved Jaskier’s shoulder and sat Eskel right next to her. Jaskier looked at her in surprise for a moment but decided to go sit on the couch with Gwen and Alfie. 

Eskel smiled and happily let her situate him. He was sitting on one side of her and his legs were thrown over her lap. She pulled his head to rest on her collarbone. She cooed at him slightly and had one hand in his hair to rub the bases of his ears and the other rubbed up and down on the outside of his thigh. Eskel purred loudly and closed his eyes. 

Jaskier watched with his mouth open in disbelief. Gwen reached over and closed his mouth with her hand. Jaskier just stared and threw his hands up. 

“I’m being replaced!” Jaskier said dramatically. Everyone, void Rosemary, laughed and joked at him that he stank and that he was ugly and such. All the while Rosemary pet gently around Eskel’s ears and the pup flicked his tail up into her hand. 

“Aw what a soft tail. Do you brush it? So pretty, yeah, you are so pretty.” Rose whispered quietly to the pup as he purred and snuffled into her exposed collarbone. She was wearing a soft red gingham a-line dress that had a square cut neckline. The fabric was so nice to Eskel… It made Rose look like a lovely lady right out of a picture book. Eskel had a handful of the skirt fabric in his hands, rolling it back and forth in his fingers. 

“Oh soft ears too. You’re just a big fluffy baby, aren’t you. Just need some pets, huh.” Rose whispered again and kissed his forehead. This caused Eskel to freeze. His breath was still in his lungs and his eyes were wide open. He was stiff as a board. Rose seemed concerned about the quick change. 

“Oh, I’m sorry I should have asked first. I’m sorry, Eskel. I won’t do it again.” Rose said frantically which caught Jaskier’s attention. Eskel was sitting stone still and hadn’t even let out a breath. His eyes were open and his muscles were frozen. 

“Hey, Wolfie, baby, what’s wrong? Bad thought?” Jaskier asked as he walked up and bent down in front of Eskel. Suddenly Eskel breathed out and his face turned a roaring red color. 

“Daddy, Miss Rose kissed my forehead. She gave me a kiss on my head. Daddy, daddy she she kissed my forehead . Miss Rose did. Me , she kissed my forehead.” Eskel said frantically and smiled widely. His eyes blew out wide so only a thin ring of yellow showed. His feet and hands started to curl up and then stretch out, a funny little movement to see on such a large creature, making biscuits most called it. It meant that he was overly happy. Jaskier laughed and looked at Rose’s worried face. 

“I think a certain little wolf has a crush on our ‘ Miss Rose ’! How cute!” Jaskier announces to the room. Aw’s spread through the room. Rosemary looked surprised but then hugged Eskel against her chest. 

“Aw! Do you like me, little pup?” Rose asked and Eskel buried his face into her neck and nodded quickly. Rose pets him and smiled. 

Eskel relaxes and Rosemary goes back to talking to everyone else in the room. She thought that the weight of him felt nice. His little sleepy sniffles and even breaths were cute as she felt them against her skin. She assumed he was fast asleep when he started to rock up slightly. She shushed him and petted his tail. He stilled and slept peacefully. 

“Alright, it’s fuckin’ late I’m gonna crash out in the Uber probably. Peace out Jask.” Gino says and walked to the door. Everyone else called goodbye. It was starting to get late… The boys would need to go to bed soon. As if reading Jaskier’s thoughts Gwen piped up. 

“Hey, we should probably head out too. You probably need to start putting the pups to bed right?” She said and stood up. Her and her partner put their glasses in the sink and said their goodbyes. Jaskier stood up and stretched. Rose was still petting the eldest pup and was leaning her chin on his head. 

“You think you can leave him last? He’s just so good. He’s sleeping so well. Poor little thing.” Rose said and looked at Jaskier with the world's best puppy dog eyes. Jaskier thinks for a moment before nodding. 

“Yeah I can go ahead and put Geralt to bed and check on Lamm and Aiden. Ya know he usually doesn’t act like this to strangers. He really only cuddles up to me and Yennefer.” Jaskier says and picks up the last few wine glasses and the bottles. Rose smiled and explained. 

“You don’t remember? I sat next to him at Valdo’s party. He just about climbed into my lap that night. Maybe he just likes me. Maybe I smell nice or I look like someone he loved.” Rosemary explained and scratched lightly at the back of Eskel’s head. Jaskier put the dishes in the sink while thinking about it. Lambert loves Aiden so maybe Eskel had someone he fell for?

“He’s never mentioned anyone he liked, except Geralt. They used to ‘ do stuff’ . But maybe he really does just has a crush on you… He’s got a big heart. It’s locked away in fucking fort knox but it’s huge. Big ole lover boy. Maybe when we start recording again he can come sit with you.” Jaskier said and looked at the sleeping witcher. Even dozing Eskel had a smile on his face. 

Maybe Eskel found someone else to entertain when no one else wanted to. 

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[thegenderfluidace]

Whoops accidental vent below the line

Why is it now, when I’m about to go to sleep, that I feel the best I’ve probably felt all day

And not, I don’t know, before work where I had a mental breakdown and it was just very lucky that my mum was driving me to work because I had a migraine so she went in and told whoever was closing that I could not in fact work tonight because I was crying in the car

Like I’m pretty sure today, this week, was doomed to failure.

Like today we took my cat to the vet for her first ever check up(where she was in fact(surprisingly) a very good girl, no hissing, scratching, growling, biting, she was a very good kitty for them and we got new cat treats that hopefully she does actually really like and have her one as a good job you were good kitty) but I ended up having more anxiety there then her, she’s healthy and perfectly fine, got some shots, vaccines and stuff, and she didn’t even flinch when getting em and I physically could not look at the needles

And then after that had to go to my (ex) best friend’s farewell thingy(thing Mormons have before they go on there mission) she used to be my best friend for years and then she just kept not wanting to plan things and when we did she’d always flake and she’d never respond when I’d message her anymore and she just became a really sucky friend

We couldn’t even stay there long(not that I really wanted to) cause I had work, but cause neither me nor my mum are Mormon and my dad doesn’t even really remember much of what he did when he was, apparently we went there underdressed because everyone else was wearing like suits and dresses and there were so many people, it was stupid and stressful and I hated it. I didn’t want to be there, only fun part was when her friend was talking about 3d printing and showing us pics of his cats(they are so freaking cute, and he was genuinely an actually really nice person) but everything else? Awful, hated it. Didn’t even wanna go.

Day was just way too much for me, woke up with a migraine(which has been continuous for about a week+ish, and surprise gets worse with stress), and then it was cat vet appointment, and then friend thing, which made me stressed and it was making me nauseous so I couldn’t even really take anything for it, and since it was bad enough wasn’t really a great idea for me to drive so asked my mum to take me to work which on the way I did my not really effective coping skill of distract and it’ll maybe go away(which is where I realized the trees looked like they had a bunch of tiny cauliflowers and looked at the baby sheep/sheep that we drive by on my way there(which while saying that if you haven’t seen a baby sheep irl that is so very sad and I feel that needs to be fixed so go find a baby sheep and look at it, I promise it(momentarily) makes everything better) and then when we pulled into the work parking lot we saw that it was the manager that could throw me all off on a good day which it was so not smoking outside and that was when it alllll went downhill. Cause I was not feeling at all better and I knew if she said the wrong thing today I would have a mental breakdown at work and I was so not for that. So instead I had a mental breakdown and panic attack inside the car while my mum went inside to go tell her that I would not be able to work tonight but that I very much tried to actually work tonight(which I did, I genuinely tried so hard to be able to get through today and I just couldn’t) so yep crying in the car in my works parking lot, and proceed to apologize for literally everything and continue to cry and breakdown and then get home cuddle with cats for a bit and then went downstairs to my room to cry and breakdown some more and then take a nap

But now after literally everything I’m feeling okayish now? When I really don’t need to cause imma sleep???

Maybe it’s cause I actually ate and drank some water and took migraine meds which should hopefully help soonish but it’s still annoying

And the reason this week is fated for failure?

I still have so much to do this week and I feel so sucky

And as if life just wanted to laugh in my face I don’t have therapy this week because she’s currently out of state

We knew she was gonna be when we were scheduling therapy but then everything started coming up and it all just so happened to be the week she isn’t here

Lovely. Fantastic. Amazing.

Life was for real like ‘yknow that one week where the person in charge of helping to make sure they don’t absolutely lose it is out of state? Yeah let’s go put all the stressful bad stuff that week. Even better if most of it is literally right before the day they would have therapy just to help point out that they currently do not have it for this one week’

Absolutely great day(not)

Gonna sleep now and hope this week doesn’t suck too much but probably still will!

[zsphoenix]

I wanna scream into the void of anger of resentment of despair.

I wan tto go home and bask in the silence

And

Maybe

Cuddle my cats and take a nap

I need to exist in a moment of peace inside myself.

[staystraykay]

How Did You Meet Mom? (Baji Keisuke)

FT: Baji X Reader

CW: Fluff, funny, cussing. Very PG

A/N: This is the first chapter in the 'The Story of Us-Baji Keisuke' addition. So welcome aboard. This is the chapter of how you met.

MASTER LIST

Sit back, relax, grab you a drink, and welcome aboard this ride!

"Daddy!" A little girl squealed as she came running out of her room.

Kisame, your daughter, had woken up from her nap earlier than you had planned. You had wanted to spend a couple hours alone with your husband once he got home, hence why you had pushed her and her brother's naps back so late. You were lucky enough to get at least a half hour of couch cuddles before she had come barreling in. Kai was sleepily following in behind her, still rubbing his eyes and clutching onto his cat plushie-the one Chifuyu had dubbed the fake Peke J.

"Hey Princess," Keisuke grinned, shifting on the couch to hold his arms out.

While your son climbed into your lap quietly, resting his head on your shoulder, you daughter clung to her father's neck. She was truly a daddy's girl. Once he got home it was like you didn't exist at all. Kai was quiet when he woke up. His mind needed a few minutes to catch up after his eyes opened. Kisa on the other hand was up and ready the second her pretty green eyes opened up.

"You have a good day?" Keisuke asked as Kisame finally sat down on his lap. Her mess of black hair bouncing as she nodded her head quickly. "What do you?" Your husband grinned as she started to tell him all about the finger painting she did and the sesame street she watched.

"Yeah, your little princess tried finger painting my kitchen walls today." You mocked a scold as you wiggled a finger into her neck, tickling the little girl into a fit of laughter.

"Better than Kai playing with the lighter!" She pointed a little finger to her brother who in all his tiredness just glared at his sister before snuggling his head further into you shoulder.

"He wasn't playing, Kisa. He was lighting a candle." You groan for the thousandth time that day.

She huffed and turned her attention back to her favorite person. "Daddy, how did you meet mommy?" She cooed, her big green eyes looking up in wonder at her father. You had tried to tell her before, but she never stayed still long enough for you, or she asked as a nighttime story and fell asleep before you could really get it out.

"Why you wanna know that?" Keisuke chuckled, pushing her bedhead hair out of her face.

She shrugged her small shoulders. "Just wanna know."

"Well, I didn't meet mommy until I was a little older than you." He bopped her nose, starting his version of the story. You could almost see it as he did.

You were about eleven when you met Keisuke. And it was by accident. It wasn't like you went to the same elementary school or you attended the same dojo he had. No, you hadn't known he ever existed until you had been invite to spend the night over at Emma's.

You had been friends with Emma for years. You'd met Mikey a few times, and Shinny had always been around when you and Emma hung out at her house. You had never really been allowed to spend the night before though. You parents were a little overbearing that way. At the time you hadn't been allowed to go many places.

You had begged and pleaded with your parents to let you spend the night. It was Emma's birthday and even though she wasn't going to have some major slumber party with a bunch of girls, the two of you knew you could have some fun. You had cleaned the whole house and made sure to get all A's on your report card, and then begged for days.

When they said yes you and Emma jumped and squealed. It wasn't like the two of you had many friends. Neither of you were into very many girly things, and neither of you liked the girls in your class anyways.

"I can't believe they said yes!" Emma cheered as she helped you take your bags to her room.

"I know." You giggled behind her.

Once the two of you had dropped all your things into her room, you rushed out to the garage where Shinichiro had been. He had promised to take you to the movies for Emma's birthday. Both of you had made sure to wear your cute skirts and best shirts. You were eleven, and boys were big on the brain those days. Both of you were hoping in naive innocence to meet some guys at the theater.

"I'm sorry girls. I have to meet Wakasa in a little while." He said as he hung his head. He had forgotten he had promised when he told Waka he'd go bike riding with him that afternoon. Both you and Emma hung your heads in disappointment. You both had been so excited.

"Come on, Shinichiro! You promised." Emma whined. In all fairness it was her birthday, and Shinichiro had promised to take you.

He sighed and shook his head. "I don't even have to car, Emma. And both of you can't fit on the bike." He shrugged and stood up. "I can take the two of you tomorrow, but that's the best I can do."

As Emma went to complain some more you heard the garage door crack open, and a myriad of voices coming down the small hall from the door to the actual garage. You turned to look over your shoulder as you saw Mikey laughing at whoever was falling in behind him.

"What's going on in here?" Mikey asked, a mocking tone in his voice as he saw his sister whining. Emma rolled her eyes and looked back to Shinichiro.

"Shin promised to take me and Y/N to the movies for my birthday and he forgot." She snipped, crossing her arms over her chest.

"I told you, Emma-" As the three siblings went back and forth you looked at the group of boys who had followed Mikey into the garage. You had no idea who they were then.

Draken even as a thirteen-year-old stood at a near six foot tall, and his hair wasn't long enough for his braid that he would have a few years later. It was pulled back into a small ponytail, his dragon tattoo on full display. At the time, he intimidated you. Only delinquents and yakuza had tattoos.

Mitsuya was always kind. Even then just one look at him and something about him seemed softer than the rest. You could still see his tattoo, and even though that made you a bit uneasy, something about his presence made you less intimiadated.

Kazutora was the next you saw. His black hair pushed back and styled in a way you had only seen local delinquent gang member's wear. And you couldn't miss the massive tribal tiger on his neck. His eyes were wide and wild, and even though he looked like a crazy person, he seemed nice.

Baji was the last one you saw. The first time you ever saw him you could only think he looked oddly normal compared to the guys he was standing amongst. And then you saw the grin and the fang. The second you saw him your pre-teen heart skipped a beat. With his messy black hair and mischievous bronze eyes and that grin. The childhood crush formed right then and there.

"Well, why don't we take 'em?" You heard Draken offer. In that second Baji had caught you looking at him and you turned quickly, attempting to hide the blush creeping across your face.

"Huh?" Mikey and Emma both turned to the nearly six foot tall boy.

He shrugged and said, "We were looking for something to do anyways. And we wouldn't want Emma's birthday to be ruined." He smirked in only a way you could explain as a 'bad boy' grin. "What'd ya say, Emma?"

You watched as your friend's face grew wide with a grin and her eyes gleam. You had heard her mention her crush on one of her brother's friends, but she had never said what he looked like let alone his name. You knew which one it was in that second.

"Really?" She nearly sang.

Draken looked to the other guys who seemed to shrug and agree before looking to Mikey. "Everyone's ok with it, Mikey."

Mikey groaned and looked over at you and Emma. With a roll of his eyes, he grins and says, "A movie sounds fun."

"Ok, let me get you guys some money." Shinichiro let out a sigh of relief and walked inside to find some spare cash he or Grandpa Sano had laying around.

"Thank you, Mikey!" Emma cheered and hugged her brother. "Thank you too, Draken." She smiled brightly up at him, probably wanting to hug him too.

"So, what're we seeing?" Kazutora smirked as he shoved his fists into his pockets.

"Nothing chick-flick please!" Baji added just before Mitsuya jabbed an elbow into his and Kazutora's sides.

"We are fine with whatever you want to watch, Emma. Since it's your birthday and all."

She tapped a finger to her lips to think. We hadn't really thought about what would watch yet. We were going to decide once we had gotten there with Shin. She typically the action movie type, like Rambo and Fast and The Furious. But nothing of that genre looked any good when we had looked them up.

"They're still showing 'The Texas Chainsaw Massacre' at the theater, I think. I haven't gotten to see that one."

"A horror?" Both Kazutora and Mitsuya gapped.

"Sounds good to me." Draken shrugged.

Baji looked like he suspected the real reason she wanted to see a thriller/horror flick. So that when she got 'scared' she had an excuse to fling herself into Draken's arms. He didn't say anything though. Just laughed under his breath.

"You good with a horror flick, sweetness?"

"Kazutora, leave Y/N alone." Emma scolded, flashing him a pointed glare.

He grinned and held his hands up in defense. "What? I was just askin', and I didn't know her name."

"Y/N." You said nervously, looking down at your feet.

"I like that name." Kazutora winked just before Baji swatted the back of his head.

"Leave 'er alone."

"Y/N, this is ass is Kazutora, and the little vampire is Baji." Emma introduced. Kazutora winked and Baji flashed a small grin. "Over here is Mitsuya-he's nicer than the others. Better manners too." Mitsuya blushed and thanked Emma for the compliment. "The giant is Draken, and you know my brother."

You gave a weak 'Hi' and a small wave. Emma led everyone outside after that. Hoping on the back of Mikey's bike, Emma looked at you as you stood awkwardly looking at all the bikes and all the boys to ride with.

"You want to ride with Mikey?" She asked concerned. She hadn't thought about who you'd ride with or let alone that outside of Mikey, you had just met all these guys.

You shook your head. "No, it's fine. I'll ride with whoever." You didn't want to be a burden or cause any type of awkwardness. So, you'd ride with whoever volunteered.

"Hope on."

You looked just over your shoulder and in that moment, you were sure God had blessed you. Because it had been the handsome Baji who volunteered himself to drive you. You nodded and he carefully helped you on and handed you a helmet to wear before revving the engine and kicking the stand up.

Taking both your hands from behind him, he wrapped your arms around his middle. "Hold on tight." He squeezed your hands, making sure you clasped them together, before taking off.

Your heart was racing the whole trip, and you were sure if it was the bike or Baji that was causing it. Most likely the ladder. You tightened your grip around him and buried your face into his back as he turned a sharp corner behind Draken and Mikey. You could feel the chuckle that rippled through his body.

"Hey, Baji!" You heard one of the boys call from just off to the side of you.

"Yeah?" He called out, the wind muffling his voice slightly.

"What's it like having a Backseat Bunny?" You heard one laugh, and the quick temper you had seemed to kick in. You flicked the bird to who you assumed was Kazutora, earning a ripple of laughs as we pulled to a redlight.

Baji chuckled as he looked back at you then Kazutora to his side. "I don't think she liked that very much, Tora."

"I guess not." He rolled his eyes.

You glared before hiding your face once again as the light turned green and the boys treated it like a street race light. By the time you pulled into the theater parking lot you were slightly shaky. Baji was kind enough to help you off the bike and with your helmet as you had already tried to click the strap.

"It gets stuck sometimes. I've gotta get a new one." He said nervously as his fingers fumbled with the strap for a minute.

"It's ok." You smiled slightly as you saw the small blush forming on his cheeks.

"I think Baji's got a girlfriend." Kazutora teased again just as Baji got the helmet unfastened and off your head.

As soon as he removed it from your head, you turned to side kick Kazutora in the head. Lucky him, he dodged it just in time.

"Woah now!" He yelped.

"I think you pissed her off, Tora." Baji chuckled from behind you.

"Will you leave me alone!" You snapped at the dark headed boy before turning on your heels and strutting to Emma. "Come on, Birthday Girl." You smirked and linked arms with your friend.

"Hey, Mikey, who is she?" You heard Draken ask under his breath.

"Emma's friend from school." Mikey shrugged carelessly.

"Bitch needed to learn to take a joke." Kazutora muttered angrily.

You heard Baji chuckle before saying, "She's got one hell of a kick. She's badass if you ask me."

"-and I knew right then your mommy was the coolest girl I'd ever met." Keisuke finished, pinching your daughter's cheek. "And about ten years later you and your brother came along." He booped her nose, making Kisame giggle.

"Mommy kicked Uncle Tora in the head?" Kai yawned, looking up at you in shock.

"Almost kicked Uncle Tora in the head." You corrected. "And he deserved it." You shrugged, looking up at your husband who still gave you that grin that made your knees buckle the same way they had when you were eleven years old.

"Still badass." He said softly to you with a wink. He leaned over and gave you a small kiss, both your kids gagging at the sight.

"Mmm, and you still give me butterflies." You whispered back.

[moonctzeny]

Can I request WayV reaction to you suddenly avoiding skinship/intimacy because you don't feel attractive anymore after they rejected you once? (they were tired or just not in the mood at that time)

WayV reaction - you avoid intimacy out of insecurity after they rejected your skinship

warnings: WinWin's gets a tiny bit suggestive, alcohol consumption

▪️Kun

He looked so good when he cooked. You couldn’t stop your eyes from following the veins on his arms as he cut the various vegetables in the smallest of pieces. Your fingers ached to run across their length so you let them, stroking the little hairs in the opposite direction from their growth in the meantime.

“Y/n, not now”, he whines with a strictness in his voice that has you withering away from him.

You stayed quiet for the rest of the cooking, watching Kun in silence until he finally put the dish in the oven to cook. He walks over to your seat on the countertop, fitting himself between your legs. His hands find their place on each of your shoulders, making their way down to your elbows lovingly, yet you go rigid at the feeling and back away from his touch.

“Y/n, are you okay?”

“Do I annoy you sometimes?”

Kun’s eyebrows shoot up at your question, dropping his hands immediately to wrap them around your wrists instead.

“Never. What makes you think that?”

“You seemed pretty annoyed at me when you were cooking earlier”

His face stays frozen for a second, trying to figure out what exactly you were talking about. You’re taken aback when he starts to laugh light-heartedly, planting a kiss on your pouty lips.

“I didn’t tell you to stop because I didn’t like you touching me, baby. I needed you to stop because I liked it too much”

▪️Ten

You avoided his kisses like the plague. He wasn’t sure what had gotten into you, usually your nights visiting his dorm consisted of the both of you cuddling each other to death, napping in sheets that smelled of him and inviting the cats that snuggled between you. However now, the more he tried to approach you, the more you scooted away from him, and your excuses were starting to run out.

“Are you avoiding me or something?”

You shake your head negatively, avoiding eye contact so that he doesn’t see through you. But Ten is intuitive, especially when it comes to you, so he repeats the question again until he gets a sigh as an answer.

“You told me off pretty badly when I tried to kiss you an hour ago you know…”

“When I was drawing? You pushed my hand on accident and I missed like, half of my work!”

When he sees you continuing to be visibly upset at him, despite his light and teasing tone, he lifts your hand from your lap to his lips, kissing your wrist, then your palm, then your ring finger.

“I’m sorry if I said something I shouldn’t”, he leans over to peck your lips mid-sentence, and his voice is too soothing for you to resist him, “You know how much I love to kiss you.”

As if to prove his point he brings you closer again, and he smiles into the kiss when he feels you deepening it.

“I could taste your lips forever”

▪️WinWin

▪️WinWin

Your boyfriend was never big on skinship and you knew. You understood his paranoia of holding hands in public, even with sunglasses and a big mask covering half of his handsome face. Being a celebrity isn’t easy and you had come to terms with that, but you didn’t know he would react so coldly to you in this private party with his members being the only ones invited.

You were a little tipsy, holding on to Sicheng’s arm for stability, and admittedly you just wanted a little love from your boyfriend. Pulling his hair out of his eyes, you pucker your lips at him, waiting for a kiss that never came.

“What is up with you today? You’re all over me!”

The drive home was quiet, your whole body facing away from him, eyes staring outside the window or anywhere else but him. You weren’t angry, just sad if anything else, and Sicheng felt he had enough when you started to storm off to your shared bedroom without him. A hand on your wrist stops you abruptly.

“Why are you like this? You’ve been quiet ever since we left the party”

“Do you not find me attractive anymore?”

The filter between your brain and mouth had vanished from the alcohol, shocking Sicheng with your candor.

“What on earth makes you think that?”

“You never kiss me in front of your friends. It’s like you're embarrassed of being seen with me…”

Your boyfriend’s eyebrows furrow, almost meeting on the base of his forehead before he pushes you up against the entrance door. The kiss he initiates is full of passion and something animalistic that you’ve always thought looks good on him. It isn't long before the hands that you so desperately needed on your body before formed bruises on the skin over your hipbones.

“The reason why I don’t kiss you in public is because I won’t be able to stop, not when you always look so pretty. And then I will make you look needy and breathless and messy, just like you do right now. I don’t want anyone else to see you like this. You’re too damn beautiful. You’re mine.”

▪️Lucas

Skinship and Lucas were synonyms when it came to your relationship. He loved getting to touch you at all times, whether it was a big, suffocating hug or just his large hands on the small of your back. You were barely awake when your boyfriend came back to your apartment, his busy schedule with SuperM keeping his side of the bed colder than you’d like. He didn’t even bother to wash up, just took his clothes off and covered himself up with your shared duvet and his chest facing your own. Satisfied with his mere presence, you scoot over, and lay one arm over his waist, bringing yourself closer. It was a shock to you when he turned to the other side, unwrapping your arm in the process and letting it fall in the space between you.

You decided not to address the incident that left a sting to your heart the next morning, spending the whole day with Lucas since it was rare for him to be free of any schedules. It was absolutely lovely, from the movie you watched to the homemade food you prepared for the both of you. Until the sun set again.

“Are you going back to your dorm now?”, you ask him while doing the dishes, trying to sound as nonchalant as possible.

“Why would I do that?”

“I don’t know, maybe you prefer sleeping in your own bed. Alone.”

Your back is facing him but you can sense the pout forming on his handsome features. You feel his body heat as he comes closer to you and wraps his arms around you, only for you to squirm away from his hold and pat your hands dry, leaving the sink.

“What’s wrong?”, Lucas asks quietly, his eyes doubling in size.

“It’s just that last night when I tried to cuddle you to sleep you avoided me… It’s okay if you don’t want to crash here you know-”

“Babe, babe”, he starts, taking your hands in his, “I was dirty and sweaty last night. I didn’t have the energy to shower and I felt gross. I would never reject a night with you”

“Really?”

“Really. Now how about we go to bed and I give you those cuddles that I owe you?”

▪️Xiaojun

It was rare to see Xiaojun be so frustrated with anything. He’d been sitting on that same spot of the bed for hours now, guitar propped up on his lap and a blank sheet of paper in front of him. You tried to relieve his stress anyway you could, massaging his shoulders, kissing his cheek every time he sighed. And while your boyfriend accepted them at first, soon you saw him bend away from your acts of affection, so much so that you were worried about whether you have angered him.

An icky feeling weighed you down when he kept ignoring you as time went by, realizing that today was not the day you’d get the quality time you craved from your boyfriend. Quiet so as not to bother him, you start to collect your things and pack them back into your bag, the sound of the zipper finally catching Xiaojun’s attention.

“Where are you going?”

“You seem busy. I’ll come by another day”

“No no no!”, he exclaims, swiftly pulling his guitar aside, “I was looking forward to seeing you”

“Well you don’t seem to want any love from me right now. We can reschedule our date night for another time”

You didn’t expect him to jump up on his feet so quickly, neither to pull you into a hug as tight. His words come out muffled from your hair that is covering his mouth as he kisses it.

“Don’t leave, please. I’m sorry I was ignoring you”

“No, I’m sorry if I overstepped your personal space”

You soothe out the wrinkles that have formed between his pretty eyebrows with your thumb, taking a moment to appreciate his warm smile before he brings you into a long kiss.

“I’m stuck on this song that I’m writing. Maybe I just need inspiration”

▪️Hendery

“Why are you looking in the mirror so much?”

In the span of the last hour you managed to feel insecure over your hair, your skin, your choice of clothing. You thought you were being subtle when checking out yourself, the reflection only making you wanna shrink even more with every quick glance.

“Do you still find me as attractive as you did when we first met? Like do you ever get butterflies on your stomach anymore?”

“Why are you asking me this all of a sudden?”

You sigh, rubbing your face in embarrassment. Being content in yourself was a challenge on its own, even more so when your boyfriend looked like that.

“When we first started dating we were all over each other. I wouldn’t even make it past your bedroom door before you kissed me everywhere. Ten called us disgusting all the time.”

“And?”

“And now it’s been an hour since I came here and you haven’t even touched me...”

Hendery sighs, and runs his fingers through his hair defeatedly. With a soft hand motion he encourages you to come lie next to him on his bed, cupping your face before leaving a kiss on your lips.

“When we first started dating I couldn’t believe you were mine. I had this urgency in me like I had to taste as much of you as I could. Like you would slip away from my fingers, but-”

“But?”

Hendery takes your hand in his, and starts a trail of shiver-inducing kisses from your wrist up to your shoulder, so slow that you thought he’d never finish his sentence.

“But I realized that it wasn’t fair to you. I want to love you like we have a lifetime ahead, not like our time is running out. I want to love you like you deserve, and I want to take my time”

▪️Yangyang

He was playing that damn video game again. Yangyang always looked so cute when he was concentrating so heavily, lips pursed in a pout and eyes following the different players on the screen. Desperate to feel the softness of his hoodie and comfort on his embrace you come closer to him, attempting to sit on his lap.

“He’s behind you! Shoot! Shoot!” You jump up from your seat along with him, wrapping your hands around his neck to keep your balance. “Babe not now! You made me miss the screen!”

Hurt by his sharp tone and volume of his voice you start to get up, hating the burning feeling of the fresh tears that begged to escape the corners of your eyes.

Yangyang’s grip on your elbow stops you before you leave his lap, a worried look painted on his face.

“What’s wrong? Are you crying?”

“You know sometimes you get so into your games that you yell at me over nothing…”

His pretty face falls into a frown, whole body rigid and focused on your sad expression.

“Baby, come here”

Throwing one leg over his lap, Yangyang turns you around in his hold so that you’re facing him. His fingers pet your hair until you close your eyes in bliss, your breath slowing down until it matches his.

“You’re right. I’m so, so sorry if I said something that hurt you. Will you please stay here? You’re my lucky charm. My beautiful, lucky charm that fits right into my lap”

You smile at his sweet words, letting your head rest against his neck and enjoying the little backrubs he gave you until he felt you were fully relaxed. You easily fell asleep in his arms, your sweet dreams interrupted only from the kisses he left on your temples.

[poisonouswritings]

OZZY OZZY OZZY

House husband sage. We've already established that he can cook pretty decently so that's like 3 stars for him. Sometimes when you come home he re-arranged the a few things around the house, maybe did some renovations to make it more cozy. He's watching your reaction so closely,,,,,lil baby,,,,,,,.Y'all definitely have plants/cats/dogs that he takes over-the-top care of. At first he finds it kinda boring to be looking after plants but I think the peacefulness of doing such a mundane and domestic thing is what gets to him. Probably fixes stuff around the house all the time, like one of those dads that constantly has a tool box around. If you're going through a particularly rough time, whether you've been more stressed lately or work is piling up, he'll kidnap go to tulsi for help and make you a nice romantic dinner in your balcony. This does end up back firing when leaves and birds won't leave (haha they won't LEAF YOU ALON- *gets shot*) you alone but it's the thought that counts <3.

Honestly the life of a house husband doesn't particularly suit him, he wants be outside working a lot, it's what he's used to and he doesn't really mind either but there's probably a lot of days where you're out working while he's just vibing in your shared home. Oh and coming home to him high on catnip intensely watching Nat Geo.

-egg anon (dumb bitch anon)

House husband,, I think you mean housecat,,,

GN!Reader, soft and fluffy and augh I just wanna cuddle with him omg, we're assuming this is post-game so this is post-timeskip Sage

I, do not,, think that Sage would be able to take care of cats because his cat jealousy would kick in. He might be okay with a dog? Although given all the traumatic shit he's been through over the last few months I just think giving him a pet rn would be a little too much for him to handle. So I'm gonna give this one to my friend's OC Maehwa and say he takes care of the plants!!

You guys have a little garden. Once you teach him how to take care of everything (he takes a lot of notes and you have to supervise him for a couple days) he definitely hits the ground running. At first it's because he's desperate to please you - please tell his therapist about that - but over time he genuinely starts to find it really peaceful. Seeing the plants grow and sprout and stuff makes him happy. The hands which once took away so much life are now helping make new life. He likes that.

I also think that the scent of the Earth grounds him a lot. And he likes the scent of the plants too.

He also definitely is a handyman. He likes being useful and he likes getting to turn his brain off while he works on something.

You come into the living room and he's sitting on the floor and putting a bookshelf together and you set a mug of tea down on the table and smooch the top of his head and he just purrs and pauses to nuzzle you and kiss your cheek and then goes back to his work. You sit on the couch and ask him if he wants to watch anything in particular and he just hums and tells you to pick,,, you lean over and pet him and he kinda hums a little as he works and it's just very soft.

Sometimes he'll move furniture around so he can get the best sun spots to nap in. He always puts it back as best he can but sometimes they're a little off.

Other times he just needs a change. If you have certain things that need to stay in certain positions then he'll leave them alone, but everything else is fair game. You can always tell when he's done it because he'll greet you at the door and his ears will be half-folded but the very tips will be quivering and then he'll kinda,, trail behind you back into the room so he can see your reaction. Please give him praise. You can move things back later if you want but he needs the approval. And smooches. And maybe a treat.

It's a pretty common occurrence for you to come home to Tulsi hanging around. Sometimes it's because she's helping Sage with a romantic surprise for you but sometimes it's because they're stoned on the couch (or the floor) watching wildlife documentaries. You come home once and there's a kiddie pool in the living room and it's filled with ice chunks and water and Sage and Tulsi are chilling in it giggling at walruses.

Another time you get home right before Sage is about to pounce at the TV because it's showing a bunch of birds and you have to sprint over and grab his tail to stop him.

[nyaitsu-writes]

hi nya~ glad to see a new enstars blog! i also see youre a fellow knightsP ehe~ how abt ritsu who is close enough to his (mutual) crush to be able to share skinship frequently (cuddles and such). then one day, the crush jokingly says "yknow, sometimes i think its a bad idea for the two of us to be together" and when asked why its because theyre just too comfortable cuddling with him and end up not wanting to be productive anymore.

sorry if its kinda specific haha~ no pressure if dont feel like doing this one but either way, good luck on the blog!

in my mind this is called the ritsu rq and I’ve been thinking a lot about it because I LOVE IT SO MUCH THANK YOU!! it took me a bit to write it because i wanted it to be really really good and hcs weren't enough. i totally feel the “cuddling is too comfy, don’t wanna be productive anymore” because i’m suuuper lazy and always ready for cuddles. i gave your idea a bit of a twist and ended up writing a small scenario hehe <3

✧ ritsu | cuddling with his crush ✧

RITSU SAKUMA;

✦ from time to time, you tag along with ritsu to knights’ rehearsals, just so you can hang out once he’s done. all the singing, dancing and idol ing makes ritsu extra tired so he’s totally craving some good cuddles. he always asks about what you thought of his performance and if you say that he did a good work (and being honest, even if you didn't) he’ll demand some headpats.

✦ as ritsu’s favourite lap pillow (that is quite the right on its own!) you get special perks including ritsu being honest with you and getting very comfortable, especially when it’s late. for some reason, he always looks livelier when you’re together.

✦ he’s so comfortable at your side that he will not hesitate to ask for cuddles any time no matter the circumstances. he’ll wrap his arms around you and complain that he’s really, really tired and can’t move, so you need to take a nap with him so he can recover.

✦ it happened one of those days. ritsu had managed to convince you to take a nap with him. warm, summer weather wasn’t good for him and you two had found the perfect shady spot under a big tree.

It was supposed to be a quick nap after your picnic. Just a few minutes, so Ritsu could get enough energy to go back home on his own two feet and you didn’t have to carry him.

But by the time you woke up, the sun was starting to set. The younger Sakuma who had so strongly complained about the heat and the sun was wrapped all around you, his head against your chest and an arm protectively wrapped around you. Ritsu always looked so calm and peaceful after his sleep but this time there was a small smile on his lips.

“Morning… No, good afternoon? Seems like we had a great sleep together.” Deep red eyes stared at you sweetly as you moved around for a bit, trying to brush the sleepiness away.

“Mhm… I didn’t think I was that tired… but it really feels good,” you answered, failing at avoiding a big yawn. Ritsu chuckled.

“Yeah, I can see that. I always sleep the best when I’m with you, you know…” Like a cat, he rubbed his head against your shoulder. You ended up smiling too as you patted him in the head.

All your will to work slowly melted away as you enjoyed a quiet moment together.

“You know, it’s bad that we spend so much time together,” you joked. “See, I had plans for the day but it’s so comfortable in here… I’m not sure that I want to do anything…”

Ritsu smiled, gently brushing your hair to the side. His thumb lingered slightly longer than usual over your cheek and, for a second, you couldn’t do anything but stare at the extremely pleased male next to you.

“Then, I’ll make sure that you enjoy being with me sooo much… that you won’t want to do anything productive ever again.”

“Oh, is that so?” You teased, but Ritsu got back to his favourite cuddling position at your side, holding one of your hands. He looked a bit too determined and smug to qualify as a joke and you couldn’t really blame him. You felt the most comfortable at his side. “If we keep like this, I really won’t be able to work any—”

A finger pressed against your lips.

“Then don’t.” He tapped your lips softly, a slightly devilish smile peeking through his lips. “I’m in for a second nap, you know. And you are too.”

Before you could get a chance to think about your priorities, Ritsu was once again wrapped around you, his arm holding you close. You were facing each other, red eyes staring at you. As a light blush crept to your cheeks, you shut your eyes closed.

“Mhm I really couldn’t ask for a better view to fall asleep to…” You felt lips gently kissing the palm of your hand and you gave up. Ritsu, always as determined when it came to cuddling, was no match for your already tired mind, his warm body against yours. And so, you once again drifted off to sleep…

[catboyantichrist]

hello! i saw that you were taking requests for headcanons and oneshots! could i ask for some headcanons on either a gn or male MC bringing a brother along to get their first tattoo? as in the MC getting their first tattoo and having the brother come along because they’re secretly nervous lol….. thanks so much! <3

Aaa! Of course! I originally planned to write this as a M!MC but it ended up completely gender neutral. Also this idea is so creative so thank u for asking me to write this ^^

☆ The Brothers Coming With GN!MC to Get Their First Tattoo!  ☆

You finally did it! You gained the courage to finally get your first tattoo. You've been wanting this for awhile, it's just external forces always made it difficult for you to get one. I guess the brothers really helped with your confidence huh? Well the days leading up to the appointment your nervousness started to get the best of you. What if it hurts too much?

Not wanting to cancel the appointment, you decided to ask one of the brothers to come with you! Just for fun y'know... not because your scared or anything.

Lucifer:

-When you walk into Lucifer’s office asking if he’d come with you to get your first tattoo, he was more than happy to accompany you.

-But he also wanted to have a bit of fun.

-When you go to the shop he immediately noticed that you were nervous, and he started lightly teasing you without hesitation. 

-”Are you nervous MC?” He smirks.

-”No! Why would I be?” You were shaking.

-Oh you’re shaking. Maybe toning it down would be a better idea.

-When the artist comes out and actually begins, Lucifer just puts you on his lap. The pure shock from that would just get rid of any pain in that moment.

-While you’re getting the tattoo, Lucifer’s getting work done on his phone. There’s never a bad time to do work after all! Ignore his massive undereye bags.

-You need a distraction? MC why don’t you start on that potions homework from awhile ago?

-Once the tattoo is completed, Lucifer help you with the aftercare. Once it's healed he will begin to lightly graze his hand over it when he’s close to you.

Mammon:

-You wouldn’t even need to go to him to ask, he’s already going to your room to ask if you can hangout. So when you ask if he could come with you to get your first tattoo, he immediately agrees.

-When you go into the tattoo parlor, he’s just as excited as you are. After all, his human has been talking about this for weeks!

-When the tattoo artist comes out to ask some general questions, Mammon begins to notice your anxiousness. When they leave to set up the work area, Mammon leans over and puts his arm around you.

-Don’t worry MC! You’re the strongest human I know! Plus you have the great Mammon to protect ya!

-When the tattoo artist brings out the needle, Mammon is scared FOR you. But, keeping his word he shakily grabs onto one of your hands.

-“Only focus on me ya hear! It’ll be over before ya know it.”

-The only thing that scared Mammon more then the tattoo was the price OF it.

-He’d contemplate+ getting matching tattoo’s with his human, but needs to check if that would get in the way of his modeling career... just kidding. He doesn’t care

-”Oi MC! We’re gonna match one day. Ya got it?”

Leviathan:

-Convincing Leviathan to go outside can be sort of… difficult. Especially to a place he’s never been to before.

-When he sees how fidgety you are when you ask though, he sighs and agrees. “Fine but only because you’re my Henry”

-When you go into the parlor, he immediately goes to see if any of the tattoos are themed after any anime's. If there are, you will have to drag him away from them so that you can actually get the tattoo.

-When he turns away sad, you grin and offer to come back with him to look at the art another time.

-Depending on where you’re getting your tattoo he’d either play games on his phone with you or you’d just watch, so that there’s something to distract you from the pain. 

-If that doesn’t distract you enough you two will just start rambling about whatever anime you’ve watched last.

Satan:

-He was intrigued that you wanted him to come support you out of everyone. This seemed more like a job for Asmo. You’ll just ask Lucifer instead? Well you should’ve asked for him to come sooner!

-Before even going to the tattoo shop, Satan was doing as much research as possible to make sure you were prepared.

-He brought water and pain killers just to be safe. Yes the water was in a cat themed water bottle. I will not take criticism.

-When you go into the parlor Satan will watch the artist with intrigue and possibly even ask questions about being a tattoo artist.

-Satan will sit beside you and probably read with you or to you. If your handling the pain well enough Satan will probably just hold your hand and continue with the previous conversation he was having with the tattoo artist.

-Once the tattoo is finished Satan will research the best possible tattoo aftercare routine (and obviously talk to the artist about it as well)

-He found the whole experience fascinating, and contemplates maybe even getting a tattoo as well one day. Obviously just to spite Lucifer... no other reason. (-Cough- MC’s approval -cough-)

Asmodeus:

-“OoOo MC where are you getting the tattoo 😏”

-Okay jokes aside, of course he’d come with you! He’s supported tons of his friends and admirers when they were getting their first tattoos! These may or may not have been his name and/or face

-I’m not saying he’d do the same and try to convince you to get a tramp stamp of his name but I’m saying that’s exactly what he’d do 

-Although at the end of the day, no matter what you chose he’d love it!

-When the artist starts working Asmo immediately grabs onto your arm (or whichever arm isn’t getting tattooed) and starts talking about whatever gossip that’s going around currently.

-Every time the artist says “5 more minutes” (which is at least 10 times) Asmo puts his hands through your hair and praises you on how well your doing. Damn even the tattoo artist is blushing.

-Once the tattoo is finished he’d be so excited to take pictures of it, and he’d waste no time finding clothing pieces that would show off the tattoo even more! He'd also ask the artist for tips with aftercare and what skin products are okay to put on the tattoo.

Beelzebub: 

-You want Beel to come with you to get a tattoo? 

-“I mean if it makes you happy MC! Can we go to Madame Screams afterwards?”

-You walk into the tattoo shop and decide to look at some of the designs with Beel

-You turn for a second because you saw an amazing design. Although you nearly had a heart attack when you turned back.

-No Beel wait the food designs aren’t actual food!!

-Because of the amount of exercise this man does, and some not so... happy issues. Beel knows some very effective breathing exercises! Before and during the beginning of the tattoo he’d lead you through some breathing exercises to help you through the pain and any possible anxiety.

-He’s already holding your hand (if you allow it) and if the pain gets to be too much he gives you 100% permission for you to squeeze his hand, he’ll barely feel it anyways. Once the tattoo is finished Beel grins at the sight of it.

-”Wow MC it looks great!”. If the tattoo involves food in anyway, you may need to remind him that it’s not real as his stomach growls almost immediately. 

-”Could we go to Madame Screams now?”

Belphegor:

-“Why don’t we just take a nap instead?”

-When he realizes how much you really want this tattoo he begrudgingly agrees. Although he immediately cheers up when you offer to cuddle with him when you both get home.

-You go into the shop and he wants to get it done as fast as possible

-When the tattoo artist begins, Belphie was originally holding your hand.

-Now he’s just found anyway possible to cuddle with you... oh nope now he’s just asleep.

-On the positive side it gives you the opportunity to put your hands through his hair to help calm down. You kind of start drifting off yourself...

-Next thing you know you’ve woken up with the finished tattoo. Belphie eventually wakes up as well and lets out a long yawn.

-”Wow MC... it looks great. Do you wanna go take a nap at the planetarium?”