#THANK YOU FOR ASKING AAH 💕

[puppydevilxd]

60

60. Have you tasted yourself? If so, what did you think?

might not count?? but in the past i’ve sucked a partners fingers clean after they were inside me 😵‍💫 i honestly really liked the taste…

[kittyandco]

You get a note written on fancy parchment in fancier cursive.

"My dear, you've always been more of a home to me than a castle could ever be. You've opened the door to sides of me I never knew existed, and now my proud heart longs to see you again every moment you leave my gaze. I never thought anyone would make me feel this way… I'm humbled. Yet somehow, I don't mind, as long as it's you.

Happy Valentine's Day, love. To many more by your side, if you'll have me. And I know you will~

~Prince Hans"

When he sees your reaction, he grins. "You were right. I should try this writing thing more often~"

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[httpvomitello]

hey stunner

I’m the anon who requested Peter x insomniac reader and it was so cute, actually had me giggling and kicking my feet reading it🥹

I don’t know if you do part twos but if you do could I please request a part 2 fic for when Peter and reader wake up and it’s a slow morning and they make tea and coffee together and reader teases him about his horrific bedhead, bonus points if you could include Tony’s reaction to the whole ordeal

thank you and have an amazing rest of your week💕

aah, reading these comments puts a huge smile on my face, no joke ☺️☺️☺️ I usually don't do a part 2 (unless I'm really inspired), but since I enjoyed writing this Peter fic and since I thought their relationship was super cute, and of course, your request too, I decided to do part 2. I hope you like it ~ ♡♡

Mornings Like This .｡*･ﾟﾟ

Summary: After Peter Parker walked across the compound half-asleep to cuddle you back to sleep, the next morning is all slow smiles.

peter parker x f!reader

(Part 1)

You woke up to the feeling of warm breath against your shoulder.

And then—movement.

A small shift, a lazy groan, and suddenly Peter’s arm tightened around your waist like his body remembered your warmth before his brain even turned on.

You smiled to yourself, letting your eyes flutter open.

Sunlight leaked in through the crack in the curtains. Peter was curled up behind you, his face half-buried in your pillow, lips barely parted, his curls going in every possible direction like he’d been dragged through a tornado in his sleep.

“Good morning,” you whispered, turning slightly.

Peter groaned again.

“Not yet,” he mumbled, eyes still shut. “Still sleepin’. Come back in five to seven business days.”

You laughed, soft and quiet. “You snuck into my room like a sleep-deprived ninja. You don’t get to complain now.”

“I didn’t sneak,” he yawned, cracking one eye open. “I was summoned. By the voice of your AI overlord.”

“Oh please...”

Peter shifted, stretching his long limbs in all directions before flopping back against the pillow dramatically. “What time is it?”

You squinted at the clock. “Almost 9.”

Peter blinked. “In the morning?!”

You rolled your eyes. “Yes, Parker. 9 in the morning, don't tell me you're scared because you slept with me. Come on... You’ve seen worse.”

“I haven’t seen anything worse than your dad at 9AM before caffeine.”

That made you laugh harder. “Fair.”

Peter finally sat up, rubbing his face, hair sticking up like he’d just electrocuted himself. He yawned so wide it made you yawn. And then—

“Damn.” You grinned, fully sitting up now. “What happened to your hair?”

Peter frowned. “What?”

You grabbed your phone and flipped the camera to selfie mode, holding it up. “See for yourself.”

Peter blinked at the screen, then let out a very genuine, very tragic sound. “Is it… worse than usual?”

“Worse? Peter, I think your bedhead achieved sentience.”

He ran a hand through it, only making it worse somehow. “Great. That’s exactly what I wanted to hear from my girlfriend.”

“Want me to help tame the beast?” you teased, crawling closer.

“Only if you promise not to post pictures.”

“No promises.”

He gave you a fake glare that melted as soon as you leaned in and pressed a kiss to his cheek. “You’re lucky I like you.”

You grinned. “You love me.”

“…Yeah,” he admitted, voice softer now. “I really do.”

Your stomach fluttered, and before things could get any more sappy, you tugged him up by the hand. “Come on. It’s coffee time.”

The kitchen was warm with morning light by the time you shuffled in, still in your sleep clothes. Peter headed straight for the mugs while you filled the kettle, the two of you moving in practiced rhythm despite the fact you were still barely awake.

“Cream or sugar?” Peter asked, already pulling out the honey for your tea.

“Hot chocolate. And... judgment for your hair.”

“Unbelievable,” he muttered, but kissed the side of your head anyway.

You were just settling onto the barstools when you heard someone clear their throat behind you.

You turned.

Tony Stark stood at the entrance of the kitchen, holding a cup of espresso, dressed like he’d been awake for hours — even though the look on his face screamed 'I’ve seen things I wish I could unsee.'

Specifically, his daughter cuddling Peter Parker like they were married and retired and had just discussed matching pajamas.

Tony took a long sip of his coffee. Then:

“So… Parker.”

Peter froze mid-sip of his coffee. “Yes, sir?”

“You doing the walk of shame through my compound at two a.m. last night—was that a plan or more of an impulse?”

Peter turned bright red. “I—uh—it was strictly comfort-based, sir. No funny business.”

Tony raised one brow. “Define ‘funny business.’”

“Dad,” you groaned. “Nothing happened.”

Tony sipped again. “Oh, I know. I had FRIDAY watching the whole time.”

Peter looked like he might pass out. “You were watching?!”

Tony smirked. “Had to make sure my daughter’s honor was preserved, also to make sure that you wouldn't let me become a grandfather so soon. And wanted to see how long you’d last before drooling in your sleep. For the record — eight minutes.”

You slapped your forehead. “I hate you.”

“No, you love me. I’m adorable.” He turned to Peter. “You? Still on thin ice. But I suppose the fact that you didn’t try anything earns you a few brownie points.”

Peter looked ready to combust. “Thank you…?”

Tony started walking off, waving his mug. “I’m not saying I approve… but I’ll hold off on the disintegration rays. For now.”

Once he was gone, Peter slumped against the counter, eyes wide. “I think I aged three years just now.”

You sipped your hot chocolate, smirking. “Still think you’re my ‘certified cuddle provider?’”

Peter gave you a sideways look. “Only if I live long enough to see next week.”

You leaned in, kissed his cheek again. “I’ll protect you.”

Peter blinked. “From your dad?”

You grinned. “Yes, and any enemy who tries to hurt this beautiful face of my boyfriend.”

[limblessbody]

I need Stan, Kyle, and Kenny with a breeding kink HCS like I need them carnally bro only if you want to tho!

𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔫, 𝔨𝔶𝔩𝔢 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔨𝔢𝔫𝔫𝔶 𝔟𝔯𝔢𝔢𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔠𝔞𝔫𝔫𝔬𝔫𝔰

first request! thanks for asking 💕

smut/lemon 🖤 | MDNI | all characters aged up (18) | fem! reader | heacannons

stan marsh

when it comes to stan, he’s kinkier when he’s drunk. but when he’s not under the influence and wants genuine sex, he’s less kinky.

but something that stays with him either way is the lust to cum inside of his s/o, who in this case, is female.

stan likes the risk of it. the risk that you might wind up pregnant. the idea that you’d be carrying HIS baby for nine months in your stomach.

he probably suggests it while dirty talking you in bed as well.

‘fuck.. what you gonna do if i put a baby in your belly, huh?’

‘you’d look good with a swollen stomach.. you want me to give you my babies?’

‘don’t worry. none of that cum will be leaving your pussy. i’ll make sure of it.’

he gets wilder when he’s drunk, and probably cums a lot faster too.

stan has a high stamina, so he can go on for quite a while without stopping, making sure he cums in you atleast 3 to even 4 times.

obviously, he’ll only risk it if you want to risk it, but still.

he’s the kind of guy to stay in you, thrust a bit more to ensure it all went in, pull out and then use his fingers to push the leaking fluid back inside as well.

he wouldn’t even want to taste it. just push it aaaaall back in.

definitely calls you a cumslut when he feels like being mean.

kyle brovfloski

kyle is very different. he wouldn’t just get into sex without telling you about his kink beforehand, while someone like stan would ask you before he’s about to cum.

kyle is more rational. he has condoms in case you say no, but still hopes for a yes.

it’s a very well known fact that kyle is jewish, and jewish families tend to be very large due to them being taught and raised to believe that they need to populate the earth with more jewish people.

even if you aren’t jewish yourself, he still has that mindset where sex technically is for reproduction…

so, although he’s a lot more gentle than stan, he gets just as worked up.

kyle isn’t a mean person in bed, however. he’ll more so praise you for being so perfect and making him want to cum inside.

‘fuck… a-aah— i.. i want to cum s-so fucking deep inside you, Y/N..’

‘you.. y-you’re sure, right? t-that you’re okay with this?’

‘oh.. oh my—… spread your legs wider.. i want you to show me you’re okay with this.’

he’s a whimpering boy ☺️

he honestly starts to fuck like an animal when he’s close, so you’ll know when he’s about to cum.

unlike stan, he won’t push the sticky fluid back inside of you. kyle enjoys watching it leak out of your tender hole after he just pounded it.

probably because kyle is a lot smarter than stan and happens to know that pushing it back in wouldn’t do anything to help impregnate you anyways…

kyle definitely imagines your pregnant body while you fuck. how you’d have to explain it to your parents…

he’s quite dirty in his mind.

kenny mccormick

kenny is likely the dirtiest of them all.

he doesn’t own any condoms so if you want to fuck him he’s going to rawdog it anyways.

it’s not really a question even— if you agree to fuck him, you also agree to the 50/50 chance of being pregnant afterwards.

he enjoys holding you down tightly (probably by your neck) while pounding into you.

he also probably mumbles in your ear about it the whole time as well.

‘gonna be a good cumwhore and take all of it for me?’

‘you know you want it.. you’re a dirty little minx aren’t you? you want to wind up pregnant from me..’

‘shit— stay still. or we’ll have another round and i’ll increase your fucking risk.’

he probably presses down on your rib cage if he’s not holding you by your neck to choke you.

hes the kind of guy to definitely be into overstimulation, so get ready for an all nighter.

he’s also probably into dacryphillia (the fetish for crying).

he likes when you cry from overstimulation. sometimes, he’ll have you on his lap, bouncing on him as he guides you and you cry, having had enough, but he’ll make you make him cum inside you again.

‘you can take it.. just keep moving.’

if your body gives up, he’ll turn you around on his lap and hold up your legs (full nelson position) and just fuck you like that until his balls are basically milked from you.

[juanarc-thethird]

I have a license for that! p2

Jaune is putting his weapons away in his locker. He closes it and then-

Coco: Hello handsome~💕

Jaune: Aah!!

He immediately screams as he sees Coco leaning on the locker next to him.

Jaune: My God, Coco, you scared me!

Coco: *Chuckles* Sorry about that. So, done with your training today?

Jaune: Yeah, and my body is already super tired.

Coco: Oh really? If you want, can I help you with a massage?

Jaune: Oh no, I couldn't ask you to do that, but thank you.

Coco: Don't worry, I insist.

Jaune: Is ok, I'm fine.

Coco suddenly corners Jaune, slamming her hands against the lockers with him in the middle.

Coco: I said, I insist~

Jaune: O-Ok

Coco: Good, come with me.

She guides him around the corner and they immediately find themselves in front of the entrance to a massage room.

Jaune: Was this here before?

Coco: Of course, you never noticed it?

Jaune: Of all the times I have been here, this is the first time.

Coco: *giggles* Well, you've always been a little clueless.

Jaune: But… don't you think that decoration is a little…

The room is painted red. A carpet of the same color was located in the center under a somewhat larger than normal massage table. Around there were furniture of different shapes with lit candles giving a sweet aroma. The atmosphere feels somewhat romantic.

Jaune: ..unique?

Coco: You think about it too much. Now take off your shirt.

Jaune: On second thought… let's do this another day, okay?

Coco: Come on, don't say that. Take off your shirt.

Jaune: I'm good, thanks

Coco: Come on, let me help you. *She grabs the bottom of his shirt*

Jaune: *He takes her arms* Seriously, I'm fine.

Coco: Don't be like that, you'll like it.

Jaune: No

Coco: Just this time.

Jaune: Nop

Coco: Come on

They go back and forth arguing like children, which suddenly got a little physical.

Coco: *Pulling up his shirt* Just do it!

Jaune: *Pushing her arms down* No! Bad Coco! Bad!

Coco: Stop being a…!

She immediately tried to use all her strength to pull up his shirt. But Jaune is smarter and he let her this time. Due to an unexpected lack of resistance on Jaune's part, Coco's arms shot into the sky, freeing the shirt from her hands. Without wasting a moment, Jaune takes both of her arms with one hand, and puts her against the nearest wall, trapping her in place.

Coco: *Blushing and surprise* My Oum!

Jaune: *Serious and close to her face* Are you done?

Surprised by the unexpected situation, she is speechless.

Coco: *Red* Um… well…

At that moment a card falls from her corset.

Jaune: huh? What's that?

Coco is still fluster, she doesn't realize what's happening. Jaune takes the card and….

Jaune: What the fuck?!

Coco: W-Wha?! What Happen?! *She look at the card*

Coco: *Gasp!* That's mine!

She attempts to take her card back but Jaune won't let her.

Jaune: Hey, not so fast. Why do you have this? And what is a diamond member?

Coco: Because I want you

She says as she stares into his eyes.

Jaune: *Blushing* Eh?!

Coco, now back to her usual self, begins her "attack"

Coco: *She approaches him slowly with a seductive smile* And the diamond member thing... well, that is… WHAT IS THAT?!! *She yells as she points behind him*

Jaune: *Looks back* Huh?!

Coco takes the opportunity to recover her card and runs away from him.

Coco: See you later, handsome!

Jaune: Hey, come back!

Jaune tried to chase after her, but his body was still tired from his training.

Jaune: Damn it. I need to find some answers.

[holyschnitzel]

I AM SO SO SO SO SO SO SORRY THAT I AM WRITING TO YOU AGAIN, BUT IT SEEMED TO ME THAT YOU DIDN'T NOTICE MY MESSAGE AND I DECIDED TO WRITE TO YOU WHILE YOU ARE ONLINE, I AM VERY SORRY, I AM ON MY KNEES😭😭😭 Greetings from Russia!👋👋 I ADORE YOU, YOU ARE GORGEOUS!!! I hope you're doing great and you're feeling good.💗💗❤️💕💞💕💕 AND I'M REALLY SORRY IF I'M BOTHERING YOU AAH😭 Questions about Damon (I love him💘) 1. How would he react if MC committed suicide? 2. What if MC carved the name of a Demon and hearts on their hand as a sign of love? 3. How would he react to MC who walk and talk in their sleep? (I had so many questions, but I got nervous and forgot them all...) you don't have to answer if the answers are spoilers. "Oh, and one more thing.........Damon, I want to touch your breasts....."👉👈 (I think I'm going crazy XD )

aww thank you so much for your kind words 🥰 but please, PLEASE DO NOT send me your questions several times, it's too much 😭

quick info: I want to let you know that I do read all of your messages, but I receive so many each day that it's really hard to keep up with all of them. when I answer 5 questions, I get 20 new ones. I never thought it would be this many, but here we are. other questions are spoiler territory or - and this is usually the case - I simply do not know the answer. my knowledge is mainly limited to the game. I know almost nothing about all the other characters in the universe because they aren't relevant to the game. so I hope you all understand that I'm not able to answer every ask I get. it's impossible at this point 🙏

now to your questions:

Well, this one should be obvious, shouldn't it? :) He would be absolutely devastated. He might even go so far as to follow MC to his death.

If it's a sign of love, he wouldn't mind it, he would adore it <3

He would listen, after all MC could say something of importance. If you were to sleepwalk, he would make sure that nothing bad happened to you, even at the expense of his own sleep.

thank you again, you are so sweet 💗 and greetings to Russia 🇷🇺👋

[wulvercazz]

🐎Rescue in Centaur City🐎 - part 3

Previous~ 💕 Finally another update~! And getting into the good stuff :>cc (don't take it too seriously thoo,, remember this is all for smut's sake 🤭) Check out the written update beloww~

“You should worry about yourself more,” Chromo intercepts on the fish-mouth-gape Thirteen’s doing in pure shock. “They’ll most likely dismember you for trespassing– it’s not a crime taken lightly here.” Thirteen freezes altogether, now very aware of their own situation and the clear warning ahead they got from Zaphkiel too about centaurs and their love for popping limbs out of sockets. It’s… it’s happening if they don’t come up with something soon. Chromo looks just about ready to accept his fate, Blueberry is locked up who-knows-where, and they… don’t even have the miserable little dagger they brought in the first place. And centaurs are strong as fuck; not that Thirteen’s ever considered themself strong enough to fight off anyone, really. Not five minutes pass of anxious (and failed) planning, that a taur dressed like a guard comes to retrieve them, with a pointy lance in their hand and Blueberry on a lead in the other; ties their hands together behind their back, and nudges them with the sharp tip right on their back to get them moving. Two more guards are waiting down the line of empty cells. It’s not looking good. They walk back up and away from the darkened streets outside the cells and up into what appears to be a plaza— or perhaps the perfect place where a public trial and execution might take place. Centaurs in more casual wear have started to come together around the open area, but none coming too close to be in the way; Thirteen and their rot-hound companion are walked through the empty area and up to where several older taurs stand in a podium, naked save for a sash draped over the forebodies and over their horse flanks. “The council will decide your fate.” The guard guiding them announces before she cuts their ties and nudges them one last time to stand before the jury. It’s all things they’ve heard already, what a younger taur reads off their list of charges. They knew it was ill advised to come, but what choice did they have? They couldn’t leave Chromo here to his ‘fate’, law or not. Well… the council didn’t like that as a defence, if they had nothing to tie them to Chromo, then their presence here didn’t really matter in his trial, did it? And so Thirteen was still found trespassing, and so condemned to lose all their limbs. “Dismemberment!” The old taur on the right announced their fate without much of a discussion. It all happened fast and haphazardly next, Thirteen took a few steps to try and bolt out of there, but… what can a human do against a full city of centaurs? They’re caught and carried to a table to be strapped to in seconds, and their wrists and ankles tied tight on every direction; then the centaurs started walking. Didn’t rush, didn’t run and pull. They intended to pull steadily until their weak human body gave out… Thirteen may be starting to understand what’s so scary about the centaurs, albeit too late. They’re sadistic and unmovable, for once. “AAH!” Thirteen screams once the ropes start really pulling on their joints, twisting here and there to try and relieve the tension building, “Nonononono– Lets calm down for a sec– D-Don’t pULL!” Thirteen squeezes their eyes shut, feeling still the increasing strain and hoping it won’t be too bad as they imagine it’ll be… that they’ll at least spare Blueberry this fate– and then one of their arms snaps back a little and drops like dead weight. Then the other and a leg and the other, and Thirteen barely catches the last couple of arrows hitting the table and snapping the ropes cut. Thirteen is quick to try and work off the knots of their wrists with their new freedom, not particularly worried to ask why, just thankful to be off the death hook. “That human is under the protection of the Einhorn Nation and the Royal Family,” a proud voice states from above, and wouldn’t they recognize him anywhere. Thirteen tries their best to look up with the sun shining on everyone’s eyes, there he is, riding Lila like a knight in shining armour, a King, they often forget. “Release them at once.”

Lila drops clear in the middle of the plaza, with taurs moving away from the heavy winds that the nycto moth’s powerful wings make and readying their weapons once they’re a more advantageous distance away. “Zaph!” Thirteen exclaims in eager relief, a few taurs point their weapons at them and they stay put again, all the frozen attention turns back to the royal. Heavy steps clack against the cobbled ground, the head of the council approaches with a mean look and an authoritative stance. “A dead Nation holds no weight here, leave at once, or face the consequences.” “Forgotten.” Zaph corrects, “not dead. I am still King by blood, and rule as is my duty. The human comes with me, and so does the pegasus, Chromo.” That has a few heads turning, the old taur’s brow rises in curiosity. “And who are you to him? Are you aware of his charges?” Zaphkiel hesitates for a moment, unaware of the full context. He searches Thirteen’s face for answers, but all he gets are confusing expressions and odd gestures he can’t make anything out of. “Both are recognized upon the courageous aid in liberating the Einhorn Nation from an extinguishing curse,” a few uneasy breaths and stomps are heard upon those words, something of tales and nightmares even on this side of the map. “Laid upon us a thousand years ago. The royal family, I, am forever indebted; I can at least request an opportunity to talk to him before his trial.” Zaphkiel doesn’t sound too sure when he says this, Thirteen can tell; but there’s chatter and scoffs and some curious whispering, and the council rushes to discuss amongst themselves. The head council comes to a decision on his own, a reluctant frown deep on the brow, “very well.” Things are moving forward.

[clove-noko]

HI HELLO HAGI!! HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY!! 🎉🎉💗💞💕 i’m sorry for being late!! but i wanted to gift you something 🥺🫶

anyways i hope you like it!! i’m looking forward to seeing more of you across my dash!! your art is VERY lovely too see and i think hagijade is really fun and adorable!! 🍫🍄💞 iand congrats again on 300+ followers, you deserve it a lot and i hope you have fun with your raffle 😤🫶🫶🫶

(also i’m not sure if the first ask went through the first time so i’m resending this just in case 😭🤧 you can delete this if you already received the first one and you’re just taking time with it 🥺🫶)

HIII IAN 🫶🫶🫶🩷🩷🩷

thank you so much for the gift!!!! 😭😭😭 I'm very happy!! hagijade look adorable together! I especially like Hagi's hair coloring, it's cute!! and this is paired art with shuuzul, aah!! love!!

also, thank you so much for your kind words and support!🥹🥹🥹 I know I'm not very active, but I see how good everyone is around me. thank you for your kindness and super adorable gift once again!!!☺️💝💕💖✨💝💖

(and it's okay, don't worry! this was the first request. I've been in similar situations myself and I think it's better to send a second time than to doubt lol...💕💕🙃)

[cheerleaderman]

AAH hi hi Jan!! congrats again on 100+ followers!!! 🎉💖

anyways why am i so embarrassed to ask this ;;; this is so specific but may i request yuusha with your fiery eye tsum jamil hdsjfksdl i think it'd be really cute 🥺

thank u for the consideration and i hope you have a great one!! 💕💖

Hi Ian! You had me cackling, Thank you and have a great one too 💞

Menaces, go Fiery eye tsum Jamil use knife

[crystallizsch]

hiii you seem super cool ^-^ your art is very pretty! also ahem listen. i like jamil too but. but what are your thoughts on his overblot form? am i the only one who thinks that it’s really ugly or…

anyways how are you? are you doing okay? i hope you’re having a good day :3

- <3

AAH ANON HI???? that is SO sweet thank you so so much i really appreciate it!! 😭💖💕 and im doing pretty well!! 🥺 it's my first week of summer break so i'm straight up chilling 😤✊

OKAY SO if you would have asked me this when i first saw it, i would have 100% agreed but listen. hear me out ---

i made like a quick sketch without whatever is going on with the head

HIS OVERBLOT OUTFIT IT'S A. IT'S A MERMAID/TRUMPET KINDA DRESS???? (an outfit where it's like form-fitting around the waist and upper legs then flows out the lower it goes) PLUS IT'S OFF-SHOULDER??? I KNOW IT'S JUST A PERSONAL PREFERENCE BUT I LOVE HOW THAT'S HIS OUTFIT??? IT'S JUST MY TYPE SLAY KING -

okay but seriously i get where you're coming from anon!! it's the,,, whole entire head part at least for me,,, like i GET the turban and everything bc it's based on jafar's outfit in the movie and HONESTLY??? i love the idea of his hair being snakes (they're just little guys, lil frens, reminds me of mike wazowski's gf with her hair snakes)

i think the issue is he looks so odd without his (iconic) side bang??? 😭😭😭 and the MAIN thing that i personally dislike is the ink goatee??? it just. i don't like it 😔 i think those parts are what make his overblot form look so off -

honestly everything COULD HAVE worked ;;; like the idea is There but the execution is Not It

also okay alright maybe something about overblots arent supposed to be pretty bc they're in a literal breakdown about to die (<- lying through my teeth bc i love riddle’s ob design and i have a bias for alice in wonderland type designs)

[seraphinitegames]

Hello author! I hope you're having a nice day!

I've been re-reading UA's bonus content on patreon (which is all amazing by the way, it made me love them even more 💕💕) and a question popped into my head, what would UA think of Bobby if they ever met them?

Aah, now that's actually a scenario I've never thought of but is now making me smile :D

Maaka is very much...not aware that people can be bad to their core sometimes, hehe! So they would just let a lot of Bobby's smarmy attitude and actions go over their head and focus more on the rare good things they do, and interact with them with that in mind.

Tamiko wouldn't have any time for Bobby. She has taste, and is a very quick and accurate judge of character.

Tane would try to start with but quickly just start ignoring Bobby whenever they were around. Making it VERY obvious that they were.

Lesedi is a very classy lady, so she would be very good at giving those subtle hints to Bobby when they were acting like a jerk and perhaps they shouldn't, hehe! I imagine Bobby would amazingly listen too...

Thank you so much for the interesting ask! :)

[dewdr0pz]

hey friend! tis me back again hahah

this is gonna sound so random but anyways i was thinking.. reader coming home to hear wilbur shouting away in his room (he’s streaming for once LMAO) and deciding to just chill in the living room/bedroom for a bit. and then when wilbur’s finished and he surprised to see reader and he’s so happy to them and just aah :,) 🫶 and i had the idea of smth like a cozy night in with wilbur?? and i was wondering if u had any thoughts on that or if u wanted to write about it maybe! no pressure at all to do any of that tho <3

i hope ur having a nice dayyy! 💕

💗 You're Back! 💗

a/n: stopppppp this is so cute!! also why did my writing get really good during this

summary: read the ask

contains: excited Wilbur, tired reader, tooth-rotting fluff, pet names, kissing, & silly Haunty shenanigans overall

words: 702

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At around 5pm, you finally got home after an exhausting day at work. You, of course, loved your job; it was your dream job, after all! Some days were more tiring than others.

You took your shoes off & put them near the door next to Wilbur's scuffed, untied Dr. Martens that had lost their shine years ago, unlike your darling boyfriend, who always seemed to have some sort of lively spark about him that nobody could quite have for themselves, which is rather peculiar, since he writes incredibly heart-wrenching songs nowadays. The shoes were massive compared to yours, almost like a clown's.

In the office, you heard shouting & laughter. You didn't think your boyfriend would be streaming, since he hadn't streamed since October, & he never mentioned any upcoming streams. Maybe he was treating the livestream like he treated Mammalian Sighing Reflex & did it unannounced to surprise people. Not wanting to interrupt him, you walked into the bedroom to take off your work clothes & change into sweatpants & Wilbur's brown hoodie that still had the smell of earthy, soothing cologne & petrichor lingering on the soft fabric. You checked yourself in the mirror. You looked okay, except for the fact that your eyes were drooping & you looked almost like you were going to collapse & fall asleep on the floor if you did any excessive movements. You yawned & stretched your arms above your head, hearing a few cracks & pops as you did such from not cracking anything all day. You then cracked your neck & knuckles, & both of them made loud pop & crack & crunch sounds. You finger-combed through your hair, tugging through the knots while wincing. You looked very dead. Abandoning the rule you made for yourself not to bother Wilbur during streams, you slowly opened the office door just a crack, making sure not to make any loud creaks.

"So, I think that'll be all today, chat!" Wilbur smiled. "Thank you all for coming. I'm so sorry I haven't been streaming as much, I've just got Lovejoy things to do. We're all very busy all the time. Here, let's have you all raid...Philza. Go raid him. Bye, chat!" He clicked the "Stop streaming" button on his PC & sighed. Since his spinny chair was still facing the PC setup, you were able to come around & hug him from behind.

"Hello," you mumbled sleepily. "I'm back."

"Angel! You're back!" Wilbur sprang up from his seat & picked you up & spun you around, causing you to laugh. When he stopped, he sat down on the chair with you in his lap. "How was work, love? Everything go okay at work?"

You shrugged. "It wasn't bad, per se, but it was just exasperating. Nobody was rude or crass to me, but I'm just really tired." Wilbur made a small "ah" sound & nodded.

"Do you want to go cuddle in bed & drink some tea?" Wilbur asked, playing with your fingers. "Do you want to do that? Or we could do something else."

"Tea & cuddles sound nice," you said. Wilbur nodded & picked you up & walked you to the kitchen. He still kept you in his arms while he made tea, softly asking you which tea flavor you preferred & which mug you wanted, or if you even wanted a mug or if you just wanted a glass. You two waited in the kitchen while the tea was being prepared, with Wilbur rocking you back & forth to a symphony only he could hear. When the whistling of the tea kettle echoed through the kitchen, he poured the two mugs of tea & handed you one as he grabbed the other & walked back to the bedroom. He cautiously placed you on the bed to make sure neither of you spilled the tea onto the soft white sheets. When he sat down on the bed, you immediately scooted over to him & cuddled up to him with his arm over your shoulders & your head buried in the crook of his neck. & you two just stayed like that for an uncountable amount of time.

Thank goodness you came back.

[rixxxki]

Hey hey! For the requests! What are your thoughts on the Quints taking care of a sick mate? No pressure of course! 🌻

thank u sooo much for the request my dear :33 💕 i love quints, i love the 'taking care of a sick person' trope, so hell yeah im writing my rambles about that down!!

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ quint ghouls taking care of their sick mate <3 ➷➷

𝙚𝙣𝙟𝙤𝙮!

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Omega who wouldn't coddle his mate much, but would daily check on their health, like smooching their forehead to see if they have a fever. he cares for them in his special way.

he would heal his mate's headache/stomachache with his quintessence right away if they ever mention it. Omega doesn't even need to put in that much effort to do it, that's easy for him, and he just wants his mate to feel better asap.

Omega who only rolls his eyes at his mate's grumbling about not wanting to take some pills and proceeds giving them the pills. he's not gonna listen to them whining about how sick they are after if they don't take meds!

Omega becomes much more gentle with his mate. he puts his stubborn side away, focusing on treating his mate and keeping their mood up.

Aether, on the contrary, would coddle his mate way too much. Aether's such a sweetheart for everyone, especially for his mate. and when they're sick? he overflows with concern and love.

their head hurts? he's already cooing at them cradled snuggly in his arms, a cold compress on their forehead and him making the fever go away with quintessence.

their nose becomes runny? he's already brought a bunch of soft tissues for his mate and a soothing cream for irritation of the skin around their nose.

they're hungry, but can't get out of bed? he's already brought warm soup and filled a spoonful, sitting next to them. 'say aah! here comes the plane!'

they just have something that's bothering them? Aether's here for his mate.

and Phantom is just... Phantom. he's a ball of anxiety. he has so much worry in his eyes when he asks his mate about their health. 'do you have a fever? a flu? is it that bad? are you gonna die?!'

Phantom would do anything his mate asks. he'd get them meds, snacks, and etc. he'd stayed up all night just to wait for their request to bring some water at about 4am. Phantom would tuck his mate into bed gently and only then lie down next to them, cuddling up from behind.

he doesn't know how to use his quintessence so well yet, but it has a calming and soothing effect enough to relieve cramps or sore throat.

and since Phantom's always clingy, he would also gradually get infected from his mate. that doesn't stop him from giving them daily hugs, though!

(i was hesitating to write Delta too cuz he's also a water ghoul so im sorry)

[stabbyfoxandrew]

Hey, I hope you have a great day💕 Could I have some arsonist neil/firefighter andrew?

WIP Wednesday (3/6) | Arsonist Neil / Firefighter Andrew AU (Part 107)

Boyd and Wilds are already at the table with plates in front of them. How nice of them to wait for Andrew and Renee. Renee grabs a couple plates from the cabinet and passes one Andrew’s way. Each of them loads their plates up with spaghetti and garlic bread and goes to sit down. Andrew’s first bite doesn’t make him gag. That means Kevin isn’t here today.

After a few minutes, Boyd looks up at Andrew and grins. “Hey man. Are you going to tell us about—”

“I already asked Matt. He’s giving out no details at this time.” Renee says, holding up a hand.

“Boring.” Wilds shakes her head.

“I will tell you one thing about him.” Andrew says, making his crew mates ooh and aah. But he chickens out. “He... is a man.”

“We already knew that.”

“Too bad. I didn’t tell you to be perceptive.” Andrew shrugs and starts to cut his garlic bread into small pieces. “I don’t ask you people about your personal lives.”

“We’re literally married. You know both of us.” Boyd says, gesturing between him and Wilds.

“Yeah. And I never ask you about that.”

There’s footsteps in the hall and suddenly Wymack is coming into the kitchen. “Thanks a lot for coming to tell the old man food was done.”

“Oh shit.” Boyd says, looking sheepish. “Sorry, Chief.”

With that, any and all discussion of anyone’s love lives flies out the window. Andrew thanks his lucky stars, and Spiderman while he’s at it, and eats his meal in peace.

[bellysoupset]

Soup! I hope you start to feel better ☹️

Janah has his ears pierced?? That's so cool and so jonah too, this made me think about his now fiancee aah I just love them so much and now they are to be married?? I can't

Idk if ur still answering asks but when ur ready, can I have some random facts about Leo? He seems interesting yk

- G

Hi G!! How are you? I'm feeling better, thank you for asking! I hope your rid of the flu?

💕💕I love how excited you are for Jon and Leo, so am I!! I'm having a blast writing/googling wedding stuff.

Random Leo facts, let's go!

Leo has never been anywhere (except Sicily, which you guys read about) and he's so so curious about traveling. He's got an entire moodboard of placed he wants to visit. He really wants to go to a Broadway play.

He's always wanted a pet and his father never allowed him, so he used to feed the neighborhood strays.

He hates Santa Claus. Not only because he dislikes holidays in general due to his turbulent background, but because one of his fuzzy memories of his mom is her forcing him to sit on Santa's lap in a shopping mall and him sobbing. He's got no context for this memory and to this day isn't even sure if it was a real or not, but either way, Santa's biggest hater.

He spent 6 months in the adoption system, his father died when he was 17, halfway to turn 18. No one had any expectations of him getting adopted at this age and he didn't have any relatives.

When he first joined college and his college therapist told him to join the team, he DID eye Jonah a lot, but figured the guy simply wasn't into dudes. Then Vince joined and he kinda forgot about his crush on Jonah for a second, because well. Vince. To this day he is still super embarrassed about this.

Leo is really good at lying and he can cry on command.

He loves horror movies and murder mysteries. He completely nerded out about Stephen King when he moved to Maine and he has a big collection of his books.

He used to be a little frightened of Bella when they first met. He recognized the southern accent immediately and she looked mean and was dating the new dude who climbed to captain of the team in no time, it was just... Best to stay out of her sight as far as he was concerned.

Leo might have a hard time arguing with his close relationships, but he's a shark in court. He can smell an inconsistency in someone's story from a mile away and he'll pick it apart relentlessly

He's pretty good playing baseball and he's part of the local community team, along with Dean and Chuck from his office.

He's got the biggest sweet tooth of the whole gang, even more than Vince.

He really struggles with participating with volunteer jobs and what not and this bothers him.

Leo is the third best drinker of the group, only losing to Bella and Vince.

[axl-awesome]

Hi, uhm...I'm new here. I uh, just want to say I love your tape design. (This feels so awkward, you are one of my drawing idols). Uh, you don't have to answer if you don't want but I want to ask. Why does your tape wear the white thing around his chest and what does he look like without the white thing. Sorry if this seems rude. Uhm, thank you ^^

HEYO!!! AAH WOW ME?? AN IDOL? THATS SUCH AN HONOUR ;___; THANK U VERY MUCH FOR ENJOYING MY ARTWORK!!!! :”D💕

and oh hey its no trouble at all to answer!! the stuff my tape wears around his chest is a sarashi, a traditional binding cloth typically worn across the abdomen in the case of men and as a top for women to bind their chests! as a trope in popular media it’s synonymous with looking tough since its a remnant of wartime attire, as is the deal w/ typical delinquent characters in japanese media wearing military jackets and pants, which my design for tape also takes inspiration from :]

(source: https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/Sarashi)

because my version of tape is what is described as “butch”, a subgroup of lesbians who present in both appearance and personality as what is expectedly “masculine”! basically what u would consider a “tomboy” but to a higher degree lol..he uses masculine pronouns, dresses like an archetypical masc delinquent w/ a pompadour, oversized jacket and pants, only instead his sarashi is around his chest rather than his abdomen as he’s really a girl!

(source: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Butch_and_femme)

LESBIAN IDENTITY IS A VERY COMPLEX THING THATS VERY HARD TO EXPLAIN but essentially; my tape is a woman who wears a binding cloth around his chest as an indicator of toughness! although occasionally i have drawn him w/ his chest un-binded a few times, like this drawing i also did w/ hole punch :] thank u very much for asking!!! i luv my tape a lot and im always very happy to talk abt my ideas for him :DD