#Take care of yourselves. And since I'm not active to say it enough: take care of yourselves

[shapeshyft]

Sorry I'm not on my very-active lately. I know it's not really something to apologize for, but i do feel a little guilt about not meeting (the insanely high) standards (I've set for myself, like an idiot.)

Thanks for sticking around, despite my nonsense.

[nightdiary]

txt as moments of intimacy

word count: 2.7k genre: fluff, established relationship, comfort author's note: this is my first published work, so i'm a bit nervous to share it with the world! i'm quite happy with it though, and hope that it can bring anyone who reads it a sense of comfort and warmth. 🤍

✧ yeonjun - washing your hair

when you come home after a particularly draining day, yeonjun's almost too quick to pick up on your weariness even if you're smiling. he instantly notices the tenseness of your shoulders and your bleary eyes when you shuffle up to greet him with a hug, one that's too rigid and awfully telling.

his heart squeezes when he watches you trudge to the kitchen and slump by the counter, dropping your keys and wallet onto it with a sigh. yeonjun likes to think he’s an expert at comforting you, especially after having been together for so long, but on days like this, uncertainness creeps up on him relentlessly.

drawing up beside you, he reaches out to trace a gentle hand on your upper back, eyes softening as you practically melt into his touch. he thinks he hears you mumble an apology, and something in him falters.

"how about i run you a bath?"

and before you can fully process his question, let alone finish saying yes, he's jumping out of his seat and speedwalking to the bathroom.

the bathroom smells like sweet lavender and cream honey when you walk in, and you find yeonjun crouched by the faucet, struggling to make bubbles with the liquid soap. he doesn't realize you're there until you giggle, startling him into nearly falling face-first into the growing heap of pink bubbles.

after you strip out of your day clothes, you shyly shuffle into the tub under yeonjun's watchful stare. you dare to look up only once you're submerged up to your shoulders and find that his eyes are filled with nothing but adoration. if anything, that just makes you feel even shyer.

yeonjun takes care in gently detangling your strands and making sure that he doesn't accidentally tug at your roots. his ministrations are slow, massaging your scalp and letting the blunt end of his nails drag along just the right places. you can almost fall asleep like that, lulled into a hazy doze by his soft humming and the comforting warmth cradling your head.

he takes his time in properly washing the product out of your hair and ensuring that none of the suds fall into your eyes, cupping the area just above your eyebrows with heed. once your hair seems to be all done, his hands slip to your shoulders and begin to knead in slow circles, coaxing soft sighs out of you the closer they draw to your neck.

after you're out of the tub and wrapped up in a clean, fluffy towel, yeonjun will seat you on the toilet lid and blow dry your hair. it's a bit awkward, especially since he hasn't really done this for anyone but himself, but the fondness with which he carefully cards through your damp strands is enough to make you forget all about your day.

✧ soobin - baking together

ever since soobin initially suggested you two bake brownies a month into your relationship, baking quickly became your favorite couple’s activity.

you were never really an expert, quite the contrary, but soobin reassured you that baking required less skill and more love. naturally, you called bullshit on his encouragements. if you couldn’t properly handle a mixer, much less bake cookies without burning them, you were sure it was a sign from the universe to stay away from baking.

and yet, several baking dates later, you found yourself genuinely enjoying the silly desserts you and soobin would curate. you even had a shared pinterest board on which you added any eye-catching recipes you scrolled past, and had gone through a sizable amount yourselves. from chocolate hedgehogs to studio ghibli-inspired creampuffs and outrageously sweet brownie-oreo hybrids, you’d pretty much explored all ends of the dessert category with soobin.

“this looks like a lumpy boob, not a cookie,” you whine loudly and step back from the counter angrily.

you and soobin are currently in his apartment’s kitchen, whipping up cookies for his family to enjoy tomorrow. after you found out they’d be in town, you slipped the suggestion to your boyfriend, who delightedly offered you two take on a family recipe. in retrospect, everything was going to be fine.

until you actually got your hands on the damn dough.

“babe, you have to form it with your palm, not your finger,” soobin giggles. he abandons his own tray to sidle up behind you, grabbing your wrists gently and imitating the technique he’d been using.

“i’ve tried,” you huff. glancing down at your hands, you watch in awe as your boyfriend manages to fix up the shape of the cookies, forming them into perfect hearts and stamping space in their middles for jam.

between the two of you, soobin was by far miles more experienced and adept at baking. you often found yourself frustrated with certain steps of recipes, unfamiliar with more practical methods and tricks that the directions called for. as such, you’d end up partially screwing up, and–

–and each time, soobin would drop what he was doing and come help you. he’d gently guide you and talk you patiently through what he was doing, ensuring that you understood the logic behind the approaches. he never once responded to your panic with annoyance or carelessness, despite the numerous times it’d happened.

without fail, soobin would always knead your worries away.

“there! do you want to go try with the rest of my dough?” you look over your shoulder and blink soobin’s face back into focus. he’s looking down at you with a soft smile, raising his brows when you take a minute to respond.

“yeah, i’d like that soob,” you say. before he can walk away, you spin around and cup his face with your flour-coated palms, giggling at his surprised squawk. pecking him squarely on the lips, you revel in his dazed expression before skipping away smugly.

✧ beomgyu - teaching you how to play his favorite game

despite how cool your boyfriend is, he's also a huge dork.

the kind of dork to geek out over computer games and text you with long strings of excited emojis whenever he progresses to the next level. the kind to facetime you during rounds and send you screenshots with updates, even if you have no idea of what you're supposed to be looking at.

it's really cute, you absolutely couldn't deny that, and it makes you feel ten times more enamored with him, but he is still undeniably a dork.

he's playing something on his computer when you arrive at his apartment for your date. it’s saturday, meaning it’s movie and takeout night for you and beomgyu, so you’ve come prepared (read: a slightly damp plastic bag with several containers of noodles, rice, and various types of meat). you call his name as you slip your shoes off, frowning when all you hear in response is the keyboard clicking from down the hallway.

peeking into his room, you shyly knock on the wall to get his attention. beomgyu almost falls off of his chair in surprise, but he launches up almost immediately to engulf you in an embrace. he asks if you’re okay waiting a couple of minutes for his round to finish, at which you readily nod and proceed to plop yourself down on his bed.

watching beomgyu play through his round is surprisingly entertaining, particularly because you’re not really sure what’s going on in his game. your gaze drifts off to his concentrated expression, tracing his soft features and dropping to his bitten lip with interest. something in your chest flutters, but you quickly push it aside when you see beomgyu lean back in his chair and a leaderboard pop up on his screen.

the game’s over, and yet you can’t help but be curious.

"can i try?"

you think he might laugh it off, might just shake his head and call you cute, but beomgyu's chair swivels around to face you and he looks anything but humored. instead, his wide eyes meet yours and you almost startle at how eager he looks. he nods bashfully, and as you draw nearer, you notice the growing red tint along the tips of his ears.

you're instructed to sit between his legs and rest your arms on his desk cover, hands hovering over the mouse and LED keyboard nervously. they're quickly covered by beomgyu's own, and he situates them on top of the necessary keys as he walks you through the basics of moving around and using items in the game.

it's honestly a bit confusing at first, but you think you get the hang of it when you manage to get through the first level. it's also very difficult to concentrate when you have beomgyu's chest pressed up against your back and his chin propped on your shoulder, so it's a miracle you don't end up sending his character into one of the lava pits from the get-go.

after a few minutes of familiarizing yourself with the basics, you begin to feel a bit braver, so you decide to join the queue of a team round. it isn't exactly the best decision, given the exasperated remarks from your teammates in the chat, but beomgyu cheers you on regardless and claps keenly when you score.

unsurprisingly, you place somewhere right above last place. but beomgyu is sure to give you a congratulatory kiss (or two) when you turn around to grin at him sheepishly.

✧ taehyun - sharing clothes

drip, drip, drip.

the rain outside of your window had measurably subdued, but you were still suffering the consequences of being outside at the wrong time. wrapping the towel tighter around your shoulders, you frown up at the murky sky and slide the curtains closed again.

“you’re going to catch a cold like that,” your boyfriend’s voice rises from behind you, and you look back to find him toweling his damp hair. you also find that he’s not quite clothed, just like you, and resist the urge to scoff despite your reddening ears.

the situation you found yourself in was frustratingly preventable. if either you or taehyun had taken a look at the forecast for the day before meeting for your date, you wouldn’t be shivering or about to catch a cold. you were caught outside when the storm came on, and taehyun’s place was the closest shelter you could take, so you braved through the few minutes of running in the rain to get back.

your heart catches in your throat when he steps closer, and you pointedly look away from his defined torso. he’s smirking, you can tell from your periphery, but you won’t let him win this time.

“and it’ll be all your fault,” you huff. “where’s that sweatshirt you promised me?”

taehyun laughs, and you instantly feel yourself relax despite the way your body's shaking. he gestures for you to follow him, and you watch as he digs around in one of his drawers for the promised snoopy sweatshirt. it’s the one he was wearing when you two first met, and undoubtedly your favorite from his entire wardrobe.

as you’re slipping it on and reveling in the comforting smell of his laundry detergent, you catch a glimpse of a criminally-familiar shade of pink out of the corner of your eye. tugging the sweatshirt down properly, you thank taehyun and watch him pace over to the side of his bed to grab some moisturizer.

while he’s busy rubbing on lotion, you curiously open the drawer again, and– there it is. your beloved hoodie. in all of its stolen glory.

“hey,” you say, furrowing your brows. “isn’t this that hoodie i texted you about? the one i wanted to wear out with my friend? you said you didn’t know where it went!”

picking it up, you hold it out in front of you and frown.

any sound from taehyun’s direction halts and you look over to see him grinning shamelessly. “oops?”

“i’m going to start keeping a lock on my closet,” you grumble. ignoring the flutter in your chest, you haphazardly fold the hoodie back up and toss it onto the bed.

taehyun says nothing, but you hear him approach you and hold your breath, trying to will your racing heart to calm down. except that he doesn’t kiss you on the shoulder like he usually does when he senses you’re upset. instead, you hear more shuffling, and can’t help but sneak a glance over to see what he’s up to.

you’re met with an image that makes your chest feel stuffed to the brim with butterflies. taehyun’s wearing your hoodie, his hair adorably ruffled, and he’s looking up at you with wide, smiley eyes that melt away any last of your resolves. you can’t even pretend to be mad at him anymore.

“you can keep it i guess,” you know your exasperated sigh sounds fake to both of you, but taehyun laughs and kisses you on the cheek for good measure.

his fingers dance along the sleeve of the snoopy sweatshirt you’re wearing, humming absentmindedly as he brushes off any rogue pieces of lint. “yeah? i suppose this is a fair trade then.”

✧ kai - tracing his moles

kai’s bed is cramped. warm, comfortable, but also cramped.

you’ve woken up from your nap because of something poking you in your upper back. you don’t need to turn around to know that it’s one of your boyfriend’s plushies, likely the new pokemon you’d gifted him for his birthday. you were plenty excited when you’d found it in store, absolutely delighted because you knew he’d be overjoyed with it, but you were slowly beginning to strongly dislike it.

reaching back with a wince, you attempt to dislodge the stupid glaceon, prodding and pushing around blindly, but your bicep begins to burn uncomfortably after a few moments.

a soft huff from your front draws your attention away from the pressure against your spine. kai’s face is nestled comfortably against your chest, and it seems like he’s trying to wriggle around and make himself space further up, closer to your collarbones. immediately, any prior negative thoughts vanish, and your heart practically melts.

your boyfriend’s sleepy noises are enough for you to abandon any efforts to move the plushie, so you settle with running your fingers through his hair. it’s blond for now, and surprisingly soft given the intense bleaching process it’d undergone. he stirs in response, but the happy hum he lets out reassures you to continue with your movements.

blinking blearily, you squint over at the blinds covering the windows, where the sky outside has turned a mellow, sunset-y orange. you’d slept through the afternoon it seems, but you have no intention of getting up anytime soon. looking down at the boy in your arms, you surmise kai might feel the same.

his eyes flutter open like he can read your thoughts, and his lips pull into an adorable pout. smiling back, you let your hand gently fall to cup the side of his head, thumbing at the speckled spots you find.

“weirdo, why are you staring at me while i sleep?”

“your moles are really cute,” you say, ignoring him. tracing the tip of your finger up from his cheek, you tap his temple gently. “they sort of remind me of a constellation. like the big dipper.”

you feel rather than hear the flustered whine that kai makes, right against your sternum. he curls up against your front, and you almost forget about the fact that he’s big enough to have his feet hang off of the end of his bed. his arms and legs wind tighter around you, almost as a form of punishment, and you gasp when you feel his hand flitter up your side threateningly.

thankfully, no further moves to tickle you are made, and you relax again in his hold. he’s warm, pleasantly so, and you can feel your eyelids beginning to droop.

you’re almost asleep when the pressure along your back disappears. you hear shuffling, and then something that feels an awful lot like kai’s arm brushes your side. incoherently, you mumble a soft thank you, and you’re certain he’s understood you when he kisses your forehead and tucks you into the juncture between his neck and shoulder.

[zoeykallus]

I love your bad batch headcanons!! They feel so I’m character :)

I’ve got a nsfw question, how would the batch react to their SO wanting to dominate/ peg them?

🤔

Interesting question.... Again, as always, if you don't specifically tell me to use GN reader or male or female, I go with fem, automatically, although no pronouns are mentioned, but certain... tools (so to speak)

The Bad Batch x Fem!Reader HCs - Domination

Warning: Mention Of Sexual Activities/Suggestive/Strong Language/Pegging18+

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This is mostly just about the reaction, not about the act itself. But still 18+

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Hunter

His reaction to your suggestion:

"You want to do what?"

At first, he is quite uncomfortable with the thought. Hunter is used to being in control and being the dominant part, and he feels very comfortable with that. But he knows your question is serious and thinks about it.

"I don't know," he says hesitantly, "This is definitely new territory for me."

"You trust me, don't you?"

He nods in agreement, "Yes, of course I trust you"

"I think if we do this right, you could definitely enjoy it"

Hunter is not so sure about that, but he is willing to take the leap after proper preparation.

His reaction to the act itself:

At first, Hunter is still quite tense, it takes him a bit to get used to not being in control and playing the submissive part. But if you care for him appropriately, he will take a liking to it.

Use your hand or a toy on his cock while you work him with the strap on, combined with little caresses, like kisses and strokes, Hunter will be able to let himself fall more easily. The feeling may be intrusive and foreign to him at first, but will eventually lead to an intense orgasm.

Hunter still likes to be the dominant part for the future, but is no longer averse to the occasional exception.

Echo

His reaction to your suggestion:

At first, he is surprised, a bit shy perhaps, but he is definitely curious. Echo trusts you, otherwise you would never have gotten close enough to discuss this idea.

"An interesting idea," he finally says after you explain what you have in mind.

"Would you be willing to try the idea?"

Echo smiles slyly and says, "Why not, I trust you, and I'm curious too."

It doesn't take too much to convince him. You have a connection built on trust, among other things, he will always be open to your ideas.

His reaction to the act itself:

So you are preparing accordingly. You and Echo finally have some time to yourselves and take the leap. Echo is incredibly forthcoming, even though he is visibly a little nervous, he is just as joyfully excited.

The preparation alone has a certain appeal, getting lubed up, feeling your hands so gentle and also guiding, he finds very pleasurable. Of course, you don't let him miss out. Echo enjoys your attention, every touch.

Echo is developing into a switch. He can be both for you, the dominant or also the submissive part. He can enjoy both to the fullest, because he rightly trusts you.

Wrecker

His reaction to your suggestion:

He looks at you in confusion, scratches the back of his head thoughtfully. The tough guy has never really given it much thought. Since others always see him as the typical, big strong guy, at least on the surface, he's never really given it much thought.

But Wrecker is an open, curious mind, playful and always ready to discover new things with you. Still, he hesitates a bit.

You try to make the idea appealing to him by telling him what else you can do for him during the act to intensify the feeling.

"Depending on the pose, you can see me naked during the act and I can massage your cock".

He smirks lopsidedly and says with amusement, "You've already piqued my curiosity, sweetie".

His reaction to the act itself:

Wrecker is playful as always, just as he is now. He is completely absorbed in his role and submits to you, letting you make all the decisions and following your lead. Even if the very first feeling when the strap on enters him is strange at first, Wrecker doesn't give up this idea so easily.

He tries to relax, listens to your words, your suggestions and also commands. It doesn't take him long to find his center in this game.

In the end, it's a playful, sensual, hot experience for both of you that you'll both love to repeat.

Tech

His reaction to your suggestion:

He blinks, finally slowly lowers the datapad, pushes up his goggles with his index finger, and looks at you questioningly.

"Would you describe this idea in a little more detail?"

Of course, you oblige him. At first, it's very hard to figure out what exactly Tech thinks of the idea, because his expression barely moves at first as he listens to you. Then he frowns thoughtfully, almost critically, and you fear that he is not interested.

Tech is quite experimental, very curious and as soon as he is thawed out, he has a much stronger sexual drive than you would probably believe him to have at first glance. But there's a whole other problem. Tech doesn't like to give up control very much, things he can't consciously fully control, usually cause him great discomfort.

For this reason, the early days when he realized he was falling in love with you were also very stressful and scary for him. It took him a while to let go of the fear and let himself fall. In the meantime, however, he can no longer imagine not being in a relationship with you.

Of course, you already know quite well how he ticks and say, "We would of course discuss together what exactly we want to do, how we proceed and set a safeword, so that you can pull the emergency brake at any time, should you not like it".

He sighs softly, thoughtfully.

"That sounds reasonable, my dear"

His reaction to the act itself:

Everything is planned out, prepared, and you're ready to go. Tech is a little uneasy, nervous, but a gentle touch here and a soft kiss there, slowly thaws him out.

Gradually, Tech adjusts to the new situation, and he plays his part quite wonderfully. As you sink the strap on into him, his hard cock pulses in your hand. It's different, it's challenging for him and yet exciting in a pleasant way.

He trusts you, fully and completely, otherwise he would never have agreed to try this.

In fact, Tech has much more fun than expected and is quite willing to repeat and even other variations of this kind of lovemaking in the future.

Crosshair

His reaction to your suggestion:

His brows go up questioningly, his look almost as if he can't quite grasp that you've dared to broach the subject.

"Are you serious?" he asks dryly.

A little unsure, you nod and say, "Sure, why not?"

Crosshair hates to submit, give in, or admit any weaknesses. He is a victim of his own toxic masculinity, now and then. So, for example, for him to admit interest in the idea, or even to dare to try, would be a sign of weakness.

First of all, it probably makes sense to wait with this question, this idea, until your relationship is really solidified, and a real and firm basis of trust is present, which is practically unshakeable. But even now, he will resist at first, even if he is curious himself.

Finally, he will give in rolling his eyes, as if this experiment, was a mere favor for you, with no benefits for him.

His reaction to the act itself:

He acts all bitchy, stubborn, and unyielding. You'll have to have a lot of patience and a thick skin, otherwise this could very well end up in a fight. Crosshair is sometimes like a spoiled brat who always wants to get his way, which of course doesn't go so well with what you're up to here today.

Or maybe it does?

If you get the hang of giving him orders and threatening him with punishment, while sounding insinuating and having appropriate punishments in store, Crosshair might suddenly take a liking to the whole thing quite quickly.

"You're pretty bratty, we should get that out of your system, don't you think?"

It's not often someone dares to contradict him, especially in this area, so this could be a really refreshing, erotic change of pace if you go about it the right way.

He won't admit right away that he liked it, but eventually he might, and maybe, just maybe, he will ask for a meeting of this kind himself.

Ko-Fi (If you feel like giving me some coffee)

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[joyswonderland1108]

Hi, hello.

Well hello there yeorobun! Hope y'all are doing well, eating well, resting well and having a great time!

Am i back yet? No no of course not because my shibal sekkiya of uni is taking up my whole time, i might as well just cry because i miss y'all, i miss this blog, i miss writing, i miss the friends i made in here, i miss chatting with y'all, you name it.

But anygays, you know what else i miss? Our Bangtan boys but also our Kookmin, ah! I'm having a hard time dealing with everything knowing i can only go back to older content from them for now or just the lil tid bits we get from them from time to time aka the posts on Weverse or JK's activity on Tiktok recently.

But you know, as an avid Goondori checker, i'm hopeful like.. A LOT, did you even realize Jin already did 86% of his term? Which leaves him with only 14% more to go that's like 2 months and 1 week only until he's back. We might be complaining how it's too long and we can't wait but with our everyday lives and while missing our boys too did we even notice that we waited that long already for Jin who is coming back very soon? So yeah i'm being very hopeful.

While i am very busy i still checked Twitter (X) from time to time to get some updates since quite honestly i hate being in the dark and having to come back way later to a buttload of information and updates makes it hard to digest everything at once so.. Anygays, not gonna say me regularly checking on them updates was anything oh so very happy since this fandom for some goddamn reason is still very toxic and very immature but whatever are we even surprised at this point?

I still got the opportunity to listen to Tae's new song "Fri(end)s" which i really loved and i loved the story conveyed through the MV as well, Hobi came up with a new album, i've been checking the updates and i'm only getting to discover it today SO EXCITED!!! I'm really proud of our boys.

Well anyways, i hope i can get enough time later to be active on here again, take care of yourselves y'all, Love ya!

[aguamarinee]

➪ 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: OT9 × reader

➪ 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: fluff, bit of crack, established relationship, female reader

➪ 𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: the members got me thinking and I randomly came up with funny, everyday kind of scenarios that I would adore!

➪ 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭: —

➪ 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬: 2,8k

[𝐊!] 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞; He is easily stressed and can remain tense for days without relaxing, and this side of him often concerns you. Ever since the beginning of your relationship, you thought a lot about activities on different types of dates that could ease his anxious state — the best ones proved to be stay-at-home and private methods. While the idea of a massage might be one of the most basic ones, you realized it quite late. It came at random when you were out grocery shopping and saw a bottle of baby oil on one of the shelves in the body wash aisle but it clicked immediately. However, when you went home you weren't exactly sure how to propose the activity to him. Eventually, you got there after a couple of evenings, clumsily voicing the idea but surprisingly enough — K was into it! He immediately took off his t-shirt and stood shirtless before you with an eager expression. Now, he didn't have any dirty thoughts in his head, he just genuinely thought it was a good idea, especially if his lover was involved too. And after the first time, it became a habit and he began to play a bigger part in it; reading about it, searching up places, and so on. A couple of times when you two want to treat yourselves, you might go to a very luxurious salon and get a massage professionally but at the end of the day, it's clear that doing it for each other means more.

𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨: "Wow, slow down there, cowboy!" You said, surprised after K took off his shirt at lightning speed when you presented him your idea of relaxation.

At least he reacted better than you had initially thought, but it was so sudden you sort of just awkwardly stood there, looking at him — or his naked torso — while a subtle blush appeared on your cheeks.

"It's a great idea, babe! Come on!" He came closer and held one of your hand to drag you up to your shared bedroom. "I can massage your back too after that if you want. I'm just really happy that I can do this with you." He gave a genuine, sweet smile that melted your heart, and followed him up the stairs happily.

[𝐅𝐔𝐌𝐀!] 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬/𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐬; Fuma is just 'Papa' in every way. When he's not busy taking care of his bandmates, especially Harua, he might be with you fantasizing about cute animals. It's a train of thought that began from his side one day, about what pet could possibly be your favorite. Then it escalated; he compared his favorite animals with yours, then asked about your history with pets in general, shared his stories with his previous animals, and then sneakily both of you checked numerous adoption/pet sites because you wanted to surprise each other. But neither of you ever came down to only one decision, since it was a big responsibility at the end of the day. You broke the ice in the end, one morning you straight up told him your thoughts and plans and while he was thrilled, he showed you other sites and proposed new ideas. He didn't want to rush things, just like you, so it's safe to say that the two of you are still in the uncertain phase, but surely, by the time you'll have a pet, you guys will be more than ready.

𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨: "...So, in conclusion, I was thinking about a meerkat. It's been one of my favorite animals since childhood and I feel I could do this with you." You finished your small monologue about adopting a pet with Fuma at breakfast, and for the first time in minutes you looked up at him and he seemed completely stunned.

Didn't he like it? Was he weirded out? Didn't he—

"I was thinking about the same thing! We should totally adopt a pet, anything you want, darling!" He said happily with a big smile and laughed adorably.

What a relief!

[𝐄𝐉!] 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬, 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦, 𝐬𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦; Euijoo likes all moments cozy, his whole being is just so warming and endearing in itself, so he naturally gravitates towards such situations. Books are a comfort of his since his younger days and he tries to keep this tradition within him in his adult days as well. At first, he just gives shy little recommendations to you, sometimes more than one book, but he doesn't really expect you to read any of these. He thinks it's a piece of him that he shares with you, his taste, but he's aware that in such things two people can be quite different. However, when one day you come to him with a book that he recommended, saying that you liked it, he was sparkling with joy. He gives you one of his brightest smiles and quickly hugs you while giggling shyly. After he got his push, he recommends you even more and is just as enthusiastic when you start suggesting to him too. Eventually, one time when you two are spending your weekend together he shows you his old book stash from his childhood and revisits each of them with you. He tells stories both about the books and his past, and you enjoy talks like these so much.

𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨: "Wait, you've read this? Just because of me...?" Euijoo seemed confused when you showed him the book he recommended a week ago.

It was a very cute story and left you feeling tenderness in your heart, just like he did; it felt so in character for him to suggest something like this that you wanted to hear more.

"Of course, I loved it so much! Please, recommend another one, Juju!" You giggled while calling him by your favorite nickname, and he did the same as his ears turned pinkish from your kind words.

[𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐒!] 𝐣𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜, 𝐦𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭; Nicholas likes his music loud and clear, and rock, pop-rock, etc. is a great genre for that. When he's in charge of the music he's very lively, outgoing, and has endless energy to party. It's advisable to watch out for his killer moves because he might break some things in these enthusiastic moments. You can also bet that the mood is set; he would turn on colored lights, probably red, purple, or pink and the audio's quality would be perfect while you're having your private concert. Usually, it's the middle of the night when you two would get this feeling (about two times a month) to jam to music in a hardcore way. You guys would mimic playing the electric and bass guitar while shouting the lyrics. You would call each other out for a fake guitar solo and host a sing-off for the chorus, and in the end, the two of you would just drop to the floor and lay there for a couple of minutes, trying to calm your racing heartbeats.

𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨: "Nicholas, watch the counter! Don't knock down the glasses!" You raised your voice so your boyfriend is able to hear your warning words despite the loud music.

"No can do baby, I'm having a dance-off right now!" He replied sassily and winked at you. "You should be singing though, angel." He added with a laugh and danced closer to you.

"...Or do you want me to challenge you for a sing-off, hmm?" He leaned in with a grin.

[𝐘𝐔𝐌𝐀!] 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐬, 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐬; Yuma is playful but a heck of a competitor at the same time, so you had to adjust to his "I'll race you to the end of the road" moments. (Just imagine basically any place, he'll make it competitive — he's pretty quick and creative in that regard!) He likes to keep everyone around him on their toes, never bored or feeling left out. But pillow fights also come to him naturally, more than anything else. He preaches every time that he'll be gentle... In the beginning he is, but easily gets carried away with the number of his weapons, a.k.a the pillows. But at the end of the day, it's just a soft, squishy cushion, right? It can't hurt you that much, he claims. Also, his all-time habit is trying to scare/surprise you with throwing a cushion in your face whenever you visit him, or if you two arrive home together he's already running to attack you. He succeeded the first few times when he tried, but now he thinks you're too good at catching on, and deciphering his actions before he could land the blow. He's a bit grumpy every time his action fails, but he never gives up and will try again very soon!

𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨: "Yuma? Where are you?" You called out to your boyfriend who seemed to disappear suddenly after he opened the door for you.

You stood still for a bit, looking around and trying to notice if something was amiss around his apartment. But there was nothing, only silence.

You took off your shoes and coat and walked to the living room, to the back of the couch and there you saw a glimpse of your silly boyfriend's hair.

With a swift movement, you dropped your coat onto Yuma's head and he let out a scream in surprise.

"Bae! You scared me to death!" He said, after realizing it was you. "I just can't win." He huffed.

[𝐉𝐎!] 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬; Jo is very artistic but he likes to include his loved ones in his works or interest in this field because he believes that's the best way to enjoy hobbies. If he's good at painting he'll definitely bring you along in a way you'll have fun too. Experience painting or just general art classes are his invitations into an artist's thoughts. He's shy and reserved, and isn't that good with words, especially putting his feelings into those, but his acts of service always mean much more than his spoken speech. Sometimes in these classes Jo would be your teacher and helper instead of the instructor; he would sit much closer to you than usual and would keep his eyes on you and your painting progress, rather than his. Immediately, without asking he would hop in and help you, take paint from his palette, and maybe at the end of the class he wouldn't even finish his canvas because he was so focused on yours. But what can you do? He was so occupied, it would've been a shame to disturb him.

𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨: "Jo, it's okay, I'll ask the instructor for more paint, you don't have to give me yours." You whispered, trying to calm him down, since in the past minutes Jo was too focused on helping you out with the artwork, rather than following everyone else — and the two of you were getting some glances across the studio.

He was kindly leaning onto your side and painting instead of you, just because your green paint had run out.

He was doing it so smoothly, and as he left each feathery brush stroke it got you glued to his work as well, but you knew you guys will be in trouble soon.

"I'll ask them for more paint after I finish this side, but I don't want you to fall behind." He mumbled while almost leaning into your shoulder and a small smile found its way to your lips by his considerate actions.

[𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐔𝐀!] 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝/𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞; Harua is someone who appreciates closeness with true friends, family and his significant other more than anything. Quality time with his loved ones gives him a lot of positive energy, and he especially likes spending time outside; but still privately. So these hidden areas in a forest, a lake, or a mountainous place make him feel like stopping time and just looking around, adoring the moment. He would enjoy quietly but would capture every second with his eyes and plant it into his memories forever. Both of you would search for these peaceful places and moments, and every time one would lead the other while holding hands, indulging in the scenery, and taking nature photos. And after finding the place it would always end with you two staying there for hours.

𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨: "Keep it up, Rua! We're almost there, I recognize this passage!" You lightly dragged your boyfriend after you, deeper into the forest to find the hideout you saw not long ago.

Harua was a bit behind you, walking at a slower pace, hence the reason you held his soft hand and guided him after you.

But a moment later he stumbled ahead and bumped his leg with yours, so both of you had to stop sharply to not lose your balance.

"No need to rush, we have time." He looked down at you, holding your arms in a comforting way as you two came to a halt, and gave you his bunny smile.

[𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐈!] 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐛𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐲 𝐢𝐭; Taki is someone who likes to goof around and he has a very playful nature. You weren't sure at first how it came to be like this, but it was fun, and at the end of the day Taki's goal was to always have fun. It would start with him complaining about chores, then trying to put the blame and the work on you, then eventually you guys would just start to bet on it like a game, and then bet by random board games who gets to do the dishes, or tidying up around the house. When the others heard about it — his members, or family —, they were a bit skeptical and confused at first but it worked perfectly for the two of you. After one of you lost, the other kept an eye on them to make sure they do their job without cheating. Sometimes helping was allowed, but only at special occasions. He would be a bigger tease than you, but you wouldn't mind because the second he sees you struggling he would hop in and lose his strict persona. On the other hand, you would give him a harder time, watching him silently and sometimes sneakily where he doesn't see you, to guide him to be a bit more responsible, around you at least. Can't say the same thing for his members though.

𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨: "Taki, did you wash the dishes yesterday? You lost 3 matches in Uno, so it was on you." You asked him while eating lunch, a couple of his members were around as well.

"What? Taki washing dishes? Impossible." Maki rolled his eyes playfully as he heard your question, Harua eagerly nodding his head beside him.

"Well, jokes on you, because I did wash the dishes. I only do it for my girlfriend though." Taki straightened his back proudly and stuck his tongue out to his unlucky members for a second.

[𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐈!] 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐬; If he wants to, Maki can immerse himself in any type of media and genuinely enjoy it, naturally sharing it with his loved ones too. So he started this trend among the two of you and you caught on pretty quickly. He was extremely bored one day and was surfing through the TV channels when he found a gem like this, and after watching the first 10 minutes he couldn't keep still; laughing and cringing at the same time. So, as the gentleman he is, he dragged you to watch it together with him. So imagine watching Keeping Up With The Kardashians, or British Love Island (or some kind of other speed dating reality show) and seriously discussing the participants' personalities and introductory videos together — after it turned out that you enjoy these disastrous shows as well. You already matched together pairs in the beginning, based on appearance or traits. You guys would be way too into it, no doubt, but would enjoy doing it so much. Maybe even make up dates for some couples or place yourself in the producers' shoes about what would you guys do differently. Or fantasize about applying yourselves and how would the two of you make it through the show. And when there's coupling in Love Island for example, perhaps you two would even go as far as making serious notes about predicting the couples.

𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨: "Okay, what's today's episode about?" Maki sat down beside you with a bowl of popcorn, beginning your daily activity for the evening.

The TV was on while any other light source in his room were turned off so you guys will focus only on the show. No distractions.

"Coupling." You looked him in the eye seriously and with a swift movement you pulled out both of your notepads to predict the couples.

He took the notepad with his pen, nodded sharply, and started jotting down names — which later you'll briefly discuss before watching the episode.

➪ 𝐀/𝐍.: I loved writing this, this was so easy, cute and lighthearted! If I get new ideas I'm planning to write more of these in the future!

➪ 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 【𝐌 𝐀 𝐒 𝐓 𝐄 𝐑 𝐋 𝐈 𝐒 𝐓】 !

[starcanwrecked-confessions]

Taking a break from retirement. I don't follow this blog (because the posts here can get a bit too intense sometimes), but when I get bored and miss StarKid (or check if my anon posts got published or reacted to), I do read the posts here. Here’s what I think about the current posts I’ve read.

Why do people who apparently dislike or hate Robert Manion still talk about him, even though the events happened a few years ago? Please ask yourselves this. Sure, he committed his wrongdoings back in 2020 and/or 2021, but is three years not enough to stop talking about it? People generally know his actions were bad. Even those who don't know him or know nothing about SK understand that harassing someone romantically and sexually online and saying insensitive or uninformed things is wrong. (If I miss something or I'm being vague about it, it’s because I avoid that Robert topic and vaguely remember what he actually said online. I don't care to read about them again because I know what's right and what's wrong.)

I don't even hate Robert, probably because I left the fandom when he joined. When I came back, he was no longer a part of SK.

To those who are new, please read Robert's fandom wiki page and look up information online about why he left and the controversies surrounding him in SK’s past. There’s no need to add to the discourse about someone whom StarKid carefully mentions online because of what happened—trust me, there’s already more than enough awareness about it online.

I remember they did not even tag Robert in their IG post about the Twisted anniversary, but they did post his character's photo. Joey briefly mentioned him while talking about TGWDLM or BF during the CC Kickstarter livestreams.

Note, expressing that you miss or wish Robert had stayed because you enjoyed his performances will likely attract replies about what he did, and they often repeat the same things. It’s probably best to avoid this.

He was a good and funny performer, then he made some mistakes, and he left SK.

And yes, Robert still talks and works with Jon Matteson and maybe a few other SK members. They probably made amends. Deal with it. It's their lives and friendships.

P.S. I block Robert Manion tags here on Tumblr, but I’m still curious why he is still discussed by fans as a person and what he did, rather than just as a performer. I can understand fans talking about his past creative work with SK, like how good of a performer he was and about his characters.

P.S.S. This is not an invitation to add more discourse or anon posts about him. If you want to react to this, there’s a comment section under this post and I might reply.

Will there still be a lot of discourse/posts about Rob’s actions in the next 5 or 10 years? Hopefully not, as we all get older and the active and older SK members will be in their 40s or 50s. Heck, they might even talk about him again and maybe open up about what he did (again) as a reflection, kind of like a deep-dive history documentary, when SK reaches their 20th or 30th anniversary or something.

I could say more about this but I'm just gonna say the biggest on my mind after reading this

I think a big reason people still talk is actually to inform fans who don't know, also it can be hard to seperate his performance from him, art vs artists

For you maybe not since you weren't part of the fandom while he was here but for many people he was MASSIVE part starkid and loved by many

Just because it's been 3 years doesn't mean people have to stop talking about it and should only think of the good parts of him, again it's pretty hard to do that

Also "note, expressing that you miss or wish Robert had stayed because you enjoyed his performances will likely attract replies about what he did, and they often repeat the same things. It's probably best to avoid this" what are you getting at here? First off although I can understand being nostalgic for before this all happened sure I'd honestly hope no one who knows what happened actually truly wishes he stayed, he sexually harassed someone in starkid, I don't think he should stay in the same company as the person he harassed. Second yeah people commenting about what he did are going to repeat the same things? Bc they are explaing what the bad things he did were? You can't add on or makr stuff very different when explaing what the bad things someone did were.

[icharchivist]

i don't know how to say it because i'm not super good at drawing boundaries but sometimes you guys get overexcited and can be a bit too mean, and while i can't ask for everyone to like, read the mood, it does feel really disheartening when i'm clearly being emotional or tired that it's completely irrelevent if you want to have your fun.

and i'm sorry no, "you can answer later" doesn't cut it when i can like, have enough energy to indulge in answering one ask and then everyone suddenly start to decide it means it's the right moment to fly in and really go ham about it. and nevertheless i will see the notification, i will see the message in my activity page, i always clearly see when i'm posting emotional stuff and there's a long ask about horny headcanons dropping right afterward. Sure I can ignore the ask for later to answer but that doesn't change the initial feeling of disconnect.

it still is my blog, it's still is the place i manage and have been throwing my thoughts randomly in the void mostly for over ten years, it's really touching and humbling that you have found yourselves at peace talking with me and it's genuinely sweet at times, but eventually it adds this level of stress when i am just not in the mood or clearly doing something else and then the inbox gets to explode regardless, or about it even.

I'm not asking you to care about what i do or anything like that but this is a difficult position to be on for me and ngl it really does feel like at times it just totally disregards my feelings.

Like i spent the evening of the day i was talking about going through an emotional moment out of the death of one of my fav chara of all time, having to answer multiple horny asks. And like, i thought answering one or two wouldn't hurt at first but eventually it's when i was 10 asks in that it really sunk in and i started to feel really depressed.

I'm glad you have fun here and i do joke about being a clown putting on a show, but this isn't really a joke anymore when i genuinely feel like you go ham like that without consideration about how i could be feeling because you decided to come and and hit the funny box. Unlike any of you who can go on with their day or can decide not to read things, i have to read everything that comes into my inbox eventually.

It's really difficult to articulate because it's usually not so bad, it's been a whole ton of fun and i don't know how to word it in a way that wouldn't just scare people of. and a lot of the problem is more in the fact that there's a lot of you and what can be 2/3 asks you may send sometimes add up to 50 asks a day, if not more, and if it's less it's because i carefully been offline trying not to blog about anything unless it blows off again.

But getting the feeling that i'm an entertainer who has to always be ready for the direction you guys want to take regardless of what i may be doing or feeling is starting to genuinely weight on me.

idk how to fix it, it's not like i want you guys to just stop messaging all together, and i can't ask for this type of attentiveness, but a little consideration would be nice once in a while without me having to be hyper explicit about why i wouldn't feel up to the task, especially since i do have the habit to carry on regardless of my discomfort and only realize way later that i've been pushing myself then.

Like idk just. just chill a little?

[lostsneeze]

Some Blue Forum Thoughts

TLRDR: It's only going to get worse so keep being sweet to each other everyone, here and discord are gonna be all we have

While not the most active member, I was on the forum for a pretty long time, long enough to notice some of the ways it's changed that I've been thinking might have subtly eroded the culture it fosters. Way back in the day, the Sneezing In Media subforum was used mostly to hunt down clips of shows or movies on youtube and share alerts of when particular episodes were going to come on TV in various regions. Y'know, so you could set your VCR to record them, a thing people used to do.

Nowadays though, movie/show media is a lot easier to find. So instead it's a lot of questions about if clips of particular celebrity individuals sneezing at all exist, and shares of youtubers, streamers, clips off tiktok, etc. That's not surprising, the media landscape has changed a lot since like 20 years ago. But it's...kinda weird, right? Streamers aren't really like movie actors or show characters, celebrity-wise. And most people on TikTok are just, like, regular people.

Hey you know how we have a persistent problem in this community from creepy folks behaving with a deranged sense of entitlement towards the videos and wavs other people make, obsessively collecting them, and even harassing creators for more in perpetuity?

Somewhat of an aside, but if you've seen my age in bio you might've noticed I was talking about 20 years ago on the forum and thought to yourselves "hey wait a minute, wouldn't that have made you a..." YES! Minors used to just be allowed on the forum! Maybe most people know this but until relatively few years ago there was a "youth" subforum where only minors were allowed, and all explicitly 18+ stuff like talkin' about sex and drugs was relegated to the "adult" board. Anything else was just open to whoever. Minors could "interact" as is said here.

And that was an upgrade, btw. Those segregating boards didn't always exist, for much of the forum's lifespan you could just...be 13 years old. And post observations, like about your classmates, in the general board. And click on art topics with full frontal nudity (honor system not to!). And get DM'd by middle-aged adults. Pretty bad!

The point of that digression is to say that the staff, even though it's different people by now I'm sure, has a tradition of moving slowly on even fairly glaring community issues. If something's not technically immediately a problem for anyone, it's probably something they don't feel is their place to do something about, as long as they're taking care of the few "bad apples" or whatever.

Do you feel like it might be a problem, though? Does having an entire subforum dedicated to collating voyeuristic cam footage of strangers seem like it might be...bad? Like the kind of thing that normalizes, facilitates, even encourages specifically one of the worst types of people this community produces? I do, personally! I think it would be hard to prove the exact effect it has, and there's always going to be creepos, but it demonstrates a cultural attitude that I think is a bad omen. The kind of place that just lets that slide without examination or regulation, probably ends up letting a lot else slide too.

So just as I said in the tldr, let's all continue to be mindful about keeping this place a different kind of place than that!

[indycinders]

Yes, it's gone.

Read on if you want to know my reasons for deleting Duplicity and Loser. TL;DR: I felt alienated, lost motivation, and I just don't want part of the community anymore.

I'm not really sure this deserves much of a TL;DR because that was simplistic enough. What it comes down to is I went into this with a lot of motivation and excitement because of members of a yandere community, and since I'm no longer a part of that community, I don't want to be a part of the fandom at all. Interests change.

I'm not going to name names or point fingers, because I just want to wipe my hands clean and start making things that I enjoy, that I like, and that aren't bound by certain rules or restrictions regarding the type of character someone is, if that makes sense. I struggled a lot coming up with Griffin's design and personality, and I started seeing that he was basically a blanket version of other yanderes in the community. He had no substance. And every time I tried to give him some, I'd step out of the boundaries of what I thought a yandere should be. It was frustrating and uncomfortable and hard to work with.

On top of that, the community I was apart of quickly unraveled when I took a break because of my health issues. When I came back, it was different, weird, and foreign almost. I tried my best to re-engage and get back into the swing of things, but I was met with resistance, indifference, and I was severely invalidated in my opinions. It was hurtful, because this community felt like a one-of-a-kind find for me. I could be who I am in it, without judgment. But then I realized, I didn't have any value in it, either. No one really cared as much as I (and some other people) did about trying to make things better for it.

And that's the problem. I cared too much.

I cared too much whether or not I fit in, whether or not my games and characters and art fit in with the community itself, whether I was liked enough. I put too much of myself into it and got nearly nothing back in return. I made some great friends that I will cherish forever outside of that community, but I no longer want any part of it. I don't like the indifferent vibes. I don't like that no one will speak up for themselves. I don't like that when I spoke up for myself, I was basically told to "take a break". Okay, but that doesn't solve the problem.

So I'm leaving, basically. I deleted Duplicity's tumblr, and Lian's tumblr, and any posts having to do with it. I will keep a few of my favorites around to see their progress, but I won't be an active part anymore. I restricted access to Duplicity and Loser on itch.io. Will I make games again? Probably, but they'll be my games, made completely from my imagination, and for myself mostly.

I just want to focus on practicing my writing, practicing my character development, and developing my art into something I can love again. I don't want to fit into any boxes anymore. I just want to make the things I like, when I want to make them, if that makes sense.

I'm sorry to anyone who truly enjoyed my games and characters. I'm sorry that I'm just another one of "those" developers with empty promises. I could pretend and say something like "it will be back again, when I'm feeling it" but I won't feel it. I love Griffin and Tris and Tai, and maybe I'll tell their stories in a different format. Maybe I'll rework them into something else. But for right now, they're packed away in their own little boxes in the back of my mind.

In all seriousness, take care of yourselves. Don't bend and twist yourself into something you're not. Don't break your back trying to fit in places for the sake of missing out or wanting connections. Just love yourself and the things you create without any apologies.

I'll be posting art and writing and whatever I damn well feel like, whenever I feel like it.

See you later, bunnies.

-Cin

[jellicle-brawl]

"Hey Jelliclebrawl, you're being really cavalier and showing a lot of favoritism on this poll. :/"

Couple reasons for that.

I have in fact not shown favoritism, because thus far I have implied that I want Tugger to win. This is not true! I'm expecting that likely either he and/or Misto will win, and I'm okay with that because I like them, but I am also nerfing them as much as I fairly can so that at least they have to work for it. However, I actually want Etcetera to win, because she's my baby. I just don't think she stands a chance against, you know, everyone else. Maybe against Pouncival. I think she could take him.

On a less jokey level, this is my fourth tournament (and will be the third that has started voting once it does). In the first I was accused of favoritism because I said in an offmic conversation that I would like the two mascots of the bracket to make it to the finals; in the second, I ended up going off on one of my voters because my determination to remain impartial meant that I couldn't just say "I do not actually like this option and here is why" to the person who kept pushing me regarding an offhand and extremely neutral remark I made. So, I'm trying something different, and seeing what happens if I'm just really blatant about which options I'm backing. Especially since my choice is likely to change at the drop of a hat, especially with the groupies and young toms, because I really do love every single character and would genuinely love any of them to win. But especially Etcetera, because she's my baby.

In the two weeks before I changed up this tournament, I got exactly two votes. One of them was from my best friend submitting John Partridge as Tugger because they knew I really wanted to run him but had already selected the two autoentries and left him up to chance. It was really discouraging but in the interim while I watched that number stay at two I decided to just run a bracket about the 1999 proshot, because I had all those gifs anyway so why not? And since this is effectively a tournament where all of the options are my own submissions, I realized I can just do whatever I want to. Would I have really liked to do my original idea instead? Absolutely, and maybe if this tournament builds enough of a follower base I can run it (and my original original idea) in future. But in the meantime... I make the rules babyyyy. If you wanted impartiality you should have submitted to my tournament when you had the chance.

I want to be able to talk about my opinions and headcanons and the stuff I'm putting into my fanfictions and the little background things I've spotted and having to remain impartial gets in the way of that. Having to do it for the Discworld poll is hard enough; doing it for the thing I am actively hyperfixating on would be torture. I want to be able to chat with you guys in the comments. I want to have fun engaging with fellow fans. I can't do any of those things if I have to sit on my hands and pretend I don't care who wins or loses and don't have any favorites while I'm in character. I'm still in character here, just this time the character I'm inhabiting is a guy with 27 cats and some dogs and I really want you to have opinions about them with me while you decide amongst yourselves which ones you like best.

And, because it bears saying: regardless of my own impartiality, vote your own heart. If something I say makes you decide that you like that option, then by all means! But I am one man and I have one vote (well, two if I feel like going to the trouble of logging into the old account), and all of my propaganda should carry the same weight as any other rando who propagandas about the polls.

[redwingedwolves]

Hi, Mike. Heard you've been feeling not so good lately, I hope you get better soon! Anyway, I got a couple questions for both Dabi and Keigo if they're around to answer.

Do you guys steal Mike's clothes? If so, what is his reaction?

Would you consider yourselves a “power couple”?

And finally, has there ever been an instance where you guys had to protect Mike from something/someone? How did you guys handle the situation?

Again, hope you get to feeling better!

-a friend

Hey there! Thanks for the well wish, it's really sweet! I'll go grab them both real quick so they can answer these for ya!

Do you guys steal Mike's clothes? If so, what is his reaction?

Keigo

I do actually! I really like taking Mike's shirts in particular. It can be a little awkward though, cause of my wings, but me and him have made an arrangement where he's technically given me some of his older shirts that he doesn't really wear and we've cut holes in the back for my wings. He keeps them in his drawer still and wears them every now and then to keep his scent on them, so that I get the feeling of stealing them even if they're technically mine.

Uh, anyway! Long answer short, yes. I do steal Mike's clothes.

As for his reaction I think he likes seeing me in his stuff. He always gets this happy little smile whenever he sees me wearing them so... Yeah!

-🦅

Dabi

I never actively try to steal his shit, it just happens. Me and him have similar tastes in clothes so sometimes we get shit mixed up and we end up with each other's clothes. I actually like the look of my stuff on him, and I guess he feels the same but we've never really talked about it.

Short answer, yeah, in a way. Long answer, no, but it's complicated.

-🔥

Would you consider yourselves a "power couple"?

Keigo

Yes? No? Maybe? I dunno... What is a power couple exactly?

Ok, I looked it up and no, but only because Mike sadly does not have the fortitude for such a thing. Do I think we have the potential to be one? Hell yeah! But are we one right now? No. But that's okay, we don't have to be.

-🦅

Dabi

Heh. No. Sorry, not sorry, but the Mutt is entirely too soft for that shit. Love the man to death, but he does not have the backbone to be a part of a power couple dynamic.

Well, not out in public anyway. Man is... Surprisingly assertive when he wants to be behind closed doors. 😏

-🔥

Has there ever been an instance where you guys had to protect Mike from someone/something? How did you guys handle the situation?

Keigo

Yes! Though it only happened one time and we've done our up most to make sure it never happens again. He had been out shopping one time when a rather low level Villain was causing a ruckus near where he was. Guy wasn't extremely dangerous, more so annoying, but he was causing a lot of damage and the ruble from it was a hazard. Mike somehow managed to get caught up in the middle of it all and were it not for the feather necklace I have him wear I'd have never even known he was there. Anyway, when I did realize he was there it caused enough of a distraction for the Villain to land a pretty good hit on me. Knocked me through a concrete wall which hurt like hell, but I was more focused on other things. Managed to get Mike to the sidelines, where I had an officer take care of him while I went back to dealing with the Villain. Wasn't a huge deal, more in a day's work for me, but the fact that it was Mike in danger made it all seem a little more... I dunno... Personal? Like there was a little more at risk? That's not to say I don't go out and protect everyone the same way! It's my job, I'm going to do what I must to make sure everyone gets home safely and that the Villain is arrested. But, I'm sure I'm not the only Hero out there who would go just that little extra mile when family is involved.

Anyway, yeah. That was the one time I had to actually protect Mike from a Villain and like I said it hasn't happened since because we do our best to make sure it doesn't.

-🦅

Dabi

Surprisingly? No. I haven't. At least not in the sense that I needed to physically protect him from anything. Been a few times where I've had to talk him down during a panic attack, but I don't really know if that counts.

And even though I haven't yet, doesn't mean I wouldn't willingly turn anyone or anything that even so much as threatened a hair on his head to ash. I've done a lot worse for a lot less. Fucking try me.

-🔥

Okay, Dabs! Thank you, but I don't think all that is necessary! Anyway, I hope that answered your questions, have a good day! On and btw, I'm feeling a lot better today so thank you for the concern.

[joanquill]

Hi Joan

How are you doing??

If it's possible can you please write for William James moriarty x reader and sherlock Holmes x reader where they are enjoying summer vacations together? (( they could be friends or a couple. )

Thank u 🥰

Summer Together with William & Sherlock

Sherlock Holmes and William James Moriarty

A/N: Hello! I'm doing okay ^^ Of course and no problem! ❣️

Warning: VERY historically inaccurate

William James Moriarty

Sad to say, the math professor had some papers to grade…

Luckily, he finished them quicker with your help!

With summer vacation finally here, you wanted him to actually have a vacation.

True, he was still a crime consultant and had planned missions, but you still tried to help him more than usual, so he could rest.

He’s kind of an introvert, so he usually spends his time inside his library or eating with the whole gang.

He usually only goes out for missions, or if you offer to go out and visit some places.

Museums, plays, new libraries, or parks are his usual go-to.

He loves talking about the story behind the places you visit, so you learn something new each time.

You were the one who suggested going to the beach since it fits with the season, and the whole gang agreed.

You and Louis prepared the food while James and Sebastian happily talked about what they would do on their vacation.

With Albert’s help, you and the whole gang went to the beach at his family’s beach house for a well-deserved break.

James and Sebastian were the most excited, immediately running to the ocean.

You helped Louis and Jack settle in, knowing those two were in their own world.

As usual, William was in the library, looking through the books.

He doesn’t really like going out, but he thinks it would be a nice change of pace.

As you two walked out, James and Sebastian, unfortunately, planned a prank.

When you were close enough to the ocean, they grabbed you by the arms and legs, throwing you into the water.

Wanting revenge, you splashed the water on them but accidentally hit Fred.

One thing led to another, and you all started a splash war. You pulled William in, wanting him to enjoy the water.

After that, you two tried to enjoy the place as much as possible.

Walking around the beach, visiting some tourist spots, trying some local food, even just resting on the sand with a good book.

When you two tried to make sandcastles, his looked like an actual kingdom.

He doesn’t spend every day outside, already comfortable and content in the library.

That doesn’t mean he didn’t enjoy the vacation. He just has his own way of spending it, and he’s grateful that you made this a reality.

Sherlock Holmes

Another one who doesn’t like going out.

Sherlock prefers staying in, sometimes writing new music on his violin while waiting for another case.

He doesn’t really like going out, seeing as he barely has money to pay his rent.

But when you had free tickets for a cruise, he was in.

He thought it would be boring with no mysteries to solve, but you had some plans to make it more interesting.

You two were a menace.

Playing around the deck, trying to explore the ship as much as possible, even at places you shouldn’t be, and trying every activity and somehow making it a competition.

Watson half gave up on you two, seeing you were having fun, and he wanted to take a break as well.

Same with Miss Hudson, who decided to just have fun and enjoy the sun.

You two were like children without adult vision, much to the other passenger’s dismay.

Definitely recreated the King of the World pose from Titanic at some point.

Speaking of, quoting Titanic at random moments.

“When was the last time you were on vacation?”

“It’s been eighty-four years…”

Even singing My Heart Will Go On terribly just to mess with each other.

Watson once caught you two doing the Jack dying scene in the pool while you were on a floatie.

People would stare, clearly judging you two, but you were having too much fun to care.

When Watson and Miss Hudson made you two behave yourselves, you two would pass the time making deductions of passersby.

At the end of the day, you two would visit each other in your rooms.

Have some snacks, talk about random things, and play made-up games.

It would be competitive, with how Sherlock would accuse you of cheating while he does it as well.

Sherlock once lost, and you made him do beauty self-care with you.

Miss Hudson even took a picture of Sherlock with a face mask as you gave him a manicure.

Simple to say, you two enjoyed it a lot.

[yanderesimps]

Destined torture

Yandere Katsuki Bakugou x Reader

(Warnings: Unrequited love, forced relationships, forced intimacy, angst, obsession, soulmates AU)

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It wasn't easy to avoid the blonde when you're the childhood friend of one of his main targets for bullying. Izuku Midoriya, the boy from across the street with a somewhat concerning all might addiction.

You two met in the park one day, stumbling over as you loomed over the greed haired boy as he played in the sandpit. The two of you had sat in awkward silence for a few minutes, always keeping about a meters distance between yourselves as you eyed each other quietly as shy children do.

Until you mumbled about how you liked his all might action figures and his eyes lit up like the night sky, filled with unimaginable excitement. It had all gone up from there of course but now instead you'd both graduated from harmless kiddies to slightly less harmless adolescents.

That of course meant that you had the pleasure to often have deal with the rampaging temper and relentless bullying of a certain Katsuki Bakugou. That wasn't to say that he'd always be such a brat, only ever giving you the brunt of his lashings when he would spy you with Izuku in the school halls.

For years he mercilessly hassled Izuku and it had only ever gotten worse when your classmates had begun to develop their quirks. Izuku, much to his dismay, had to face the bitter truth that he was indeed quickless.

You were almost afraid that your quick would've widened the divide between you two but it somehow in a weird way brought you two even closer if they was humanly possible. By all means, your quick wasn't flashy and explosive like Bakugou's but it had been noteworthy, nothing that get you into UA but respective nevertheless.

When Bakugou would begin his precise schedule of tormenting Izuku, you were steadfast in defending your best friend much to Bakugou's annoyance.

But when you spied Bakugou in the halls today, you'd expected the worst. Your lips twisted into a blatent frown which could make even Endeavour's fire run cold.

Bakugou approached, his hands shoved into his baggy trouser as he stood in front of you, his delinquent friend thankfully no where to be seen. You two stood in raging silence that seemed to ring louder in your ears that your thoughts of contempt for the boy in front of you.

Pulling a hand out of his trousers, you almost expected a bloody nose but soon found yourself staring at a crinkled envelope. You stared at the letter for a few moments before darting your unimpressed glare back to meet the red pupils that stated right back at you.

"Is this a new tecnique? Come to defeat me through the power of paper cuts?" You tittered, resisting the growing earge to swat the paper from his hand.

The blonde clicked his tongue at your sarcasm, thrusting the letter closer to you. "It's an invitation, dumbass, my birthday is next week and the hag made me give you this since she thinks we're friends or whatever"

"Oh my goodness! Why didn't you just say so? I'll make sure to put this in my files, right in the "remember to burn" section" You sang in fake glee, your mocking joyful expression soon falling back into its usual scowl when in the company of the blonde.

Bakugou's eye seemed to twitch slightly at your works and you could practically smell the caremel scent in the air heating up. Surprising, he didn't even say anything and simply turned on his heel to leave. "Well that was...boring" you said with almost a huff. In the past, making bakugou angry was something you actively avoided like the plague but now? It was nothing more than a fun family activity.

So when you didn't feel the flesh of your cheeks burning from 3rd degree burns it was nothing less than a shock. You could almost felt the bright heavens radiating down upon you. Had katsuki bakugou finally developed an actual personality that didn't involve being a dick?

Of course not.

But that still didn't explain why he was inviting you to a fucking birthday party.

It practically struck you like a brick when you realised what this meant.

Bakugou was now one year older

It was the day that everyone seemed to yern for. The day of the mark. A mark that would tell you the name of your soulmate. A mark that would appear on your 16th birthday.

It was bakugou's birthday.

He was turning 16 in one week.

And all that was just more gloating material.

There were quickless people which was bad enough. If you were quickless, you were seen as weaker, lesser and not normal but having no soul mark? It was practically a death sentence. You were seen as unlovable, unlikeable and unwanted. You were abnormal and disgusting. And ever since a certain blonde had developed a knat for explosions and Izuku hadn't, never having a soulmark was the first bullet in Katsuki's rifle when it came to his conquest of making Izuku's life a living nightmare.

And now for the next few months until your birthday it was all you two were going to hear about.

Heaven's gates swung closed right then and there and the pits of hell threatened to swallow you right there.

"Y/n"

You suddenly snapped out of your inner dialogue to see Deku approaching you with a slightly worried expression. Perhaps you'd been spending too much time standing silently while imagine your future months of torment from bakugou.

You pulled an eneasy grin and rubbed the back of your neck nervously. "No it's fine! Just fine!"

The boys face lit up with his classic smile that made your own heart warm. "great! Wanna get lunch then?" Clasping his arm you nodded with a stark grin. "Let go. I'm starving"

....

...

..

"What's you favorite type of coffin, Izuku?"

_______

There was no amount of pleading that would have gotten you out of this situation, no matter how hard you pleaded to your mother. She didn't even care that your funeral would be expensive.

So now here you were.

In a dress.

Your hair dolled up.

Make-up.

Planning out your 13th reason why.

Standing outside bakugou's home with a present clasped in your hands, the decently loud chatter within taughting you like the drums of War but then again you were practically about to dive into the trenches.

Your numb finger pressed the doorbell, your heart seemed to stutter at the sound of a nearing voice.

"Katsuki! Open your presents later!!" screeched a voice of whom you could only assume was miss Bakugou. The door opened the woman in front of you visable brightened as she glowed down upon you.

"Y/n, what a pleasant surprise, get in here! Katsuki's in the back garden" The woman's mood had practically done a full 180° at a mere glance of your slightly shaky form. "I'll take that, now go in and have fun with the others" She hummed with a wild smile as she took the neatly wrapped present from your sweaty palms. You merely nodded in response, finding that your throat had closed in on itself making it impossible to even swallow down your initial fear.

You could hear the distant cheering, chatting and occasional parent's voice as you walked further into the house, closer to the clear glass slide door that revealed the decoration littered back garden.

There only kids you could see were the possy that would always surround the blonde haired boy, the occasional guy you'd know from class and almost ever girl that would drop to their knees in the hope of katsuki bakugou noticing them.

Most never glanced at you, some glared at you in disgust but one particular pair of red eyes were fixated on you the moment you stepped in the garden.

You nearly cried tears of joy that the make up had taken so long since it seemed you'd actually missed the majority of the festivities. "In and out. This'll all be over soon" You hummed, trying to pathetically console yourself.

You'd made a beeline for the corner with the least amount of people, seating yourself on a lawn chair before quickly pulling out your phone, ideally hoping that you'd allowed to spend the next hour just lazily scrolling through your phone before grabbing a slice of cake and leaving.

Sadly, that wasn't what fate had instore. You looked up from your phone screen as a shadow suddenly loomed over you. "What? Not even gonna give me a happy birthday" Bakugou sneered, glaring down at you. Your own expression twisted into the perfect rendition of what the word "hatred" meant. Your eyes narrowed, your nose crumpled and lips fell into a neat frown. "I'm sure you'll find a way to survive without my half heart congratulations"

The boy above you nearly smiled at your words as he clicked his tounge and sat on the chair next to you. "Not even curious to find out who my soulmate is?" You raised and eyebrow but your expression remained the same. You took a mere glance at his wrist, only to see it covered before returning your gaze. That seemed to satisfy the boy in front of you as his grin widened visably.

"Don't flatter yourself, I'm just praying for the poor soul that is destined to be with you for the rest of their days"

Bakugou just laughed and then left, leaving you in a puddle of confusion. He should've already gotten his soul mark, so why wasn't he parading it around like he did with everything?

You didn't give it another though, returning to your phone for the next while and brushing off the unsettling feeling the crawled up your spine.

__________

It wasn't surprising that they waited for the big reveal after bakugou had blown out his candles. You were just mildly aggrivated that such torture was continously being forced upon you rather than just letting you go home.

Everyone had crowded around the table where the cake sat. You, for some reason, found yourself stood at the corner of the table nearest to bakugou who stood in the center alone as the other surrounded the other sides.

Ms Bakugou had placed a hand on your shoulder and who you looked up to ask her why she was so clingy, she merely silenced you with a toothy smile.

She seemed to be excited about something.

Everyone had begun a countdown as katsuki raised his hand to everyone, lightly gripping his sleeve that hid the name of his future beloved.

You simply joined in hopes that the scene would go by faster, you didn't even look when he pulled down the arm of his jacket. You only notice the silence that followed after.

Then you noticed the eyes burrowed upon you.

The tightening grip on your shoulder.

Bakugou's glare.

How he was lightly smiling.

Then you noticed your first name neatly written into the flesh of his wrist.

The world seemed to slow then it had all soon went by like a blur just like you. Reality seemed to slip away at the seems and all you could do was slightly nod at the voices of congratulations and bright smiles of bakugou's parents. Disoriented, eyes pickled with tears as your dry throat struggled to find words.

Why was Katsuki still smiling?

__________

You'd been branded that day.

"Katsuki's girl"

Always finding a firery arm latched around your waist or shoulders as you were paraded down that halls like a spectacle for the ages.

You weren't allowed to speak to Izuku anymore or any guy for that matter. It wasn't like any of them risked their necks to talk to you anyway ever since Katsuki claimed you, broadcasting his mark like a trophy, a fitting collar that was locked around your neck.

You found yourself seated with the popular girl at every lunch when Katsuki didn't cling to you, people who you once years to be next to and chat with. Now it just felt empty. Empty conversation. Empty smiles. Empty happiness.

You would sometimes catch Izuku's eye in the hallways as a river of words went unsaid between you two. Then katsuki would tell him to "fuck off" before dragging you to class.

Life wasn't fun anymore. It wasn't even livable.

You barely realised how the month passed and your birthday was right around the corner. In fact, it was tomorrow.

"We'll have matching pairs then-? Hey, idiot, you listening to me?"

"Yes, Katsuki"

"good. I would hate to think you were ignoring me again" His palm gripped your chin like a face, tilting your head before he smashed his wet lips to yours. It was clumsy. It made you feel disgusting.

A hand sorely gripped your thigh, snaking up the helm of your school skirt. You didn't even bother to swat him away there days when he got handsy. It just encouraged him more to discipline you.

"I'll make sure to get you a great present, you'll love it" You knew what he meant by that, it made your heart drop and stomach threaten to heave.

Bakugou soon got up to leave with a group of his friends, leaving you to wallow in you own desperation. You glanced at your wrist. Katsuki had been baring down upon it every day to see if there was even an inclination that his name was appearing.

In reality it didn't really matter, it was just gloating privileges for him now, a way of bragging that you two were destined and you would be hs fine piece of ass for life.

You stroked the reddened skin, it had been sore lately.

"please..."

"Please...anyones name...just as long as its not his"

__________

"Come on, Y/n!"

"Show us!"

"Its obvious what it is gonna say"

You didn't even bother to check what your wrist said when you woke up this morning. Katsuki made you promise that you wouldn't and that you would wait for school.

So here you were, seated in the cafeteria with the majority of the class surrounding you a Katsuki. You could practically feel the pride radiating from him right now.

"go ahead, babe, show em"

And so you did, jutting out your arm and revealing the name to all around.

It was silent again. You expected squeals of jealously, congrats and awe.

Silence. It was louder than any sound imaginable at that moment .

You looked up from where your listless glare had fallen onto your lap to the wide eyes all baring down upon you.

"Oh...hard...luck, Bakugou"

Your eyes fell to your wrist.

"Izuku"

Perhaps fate wasn't so cruel after all.

[mageofseven]

Part two of this Anon's ask! Part one with the Brothers can be found here.

Diavolo:

The prince was trying to balance the pen on top of his nose. He had been in his office for hours as he went through paperwork and the man was losing his focus.

Beep.

Yes! A distraction! The demon let his pen fall to the desk as he picked up his phone.

'Ddddd I love you 🥰'

The prince grinned.

'I love you too, my Queen! 😘' He texted back then added. 'What are you up to?'

'Wiiinne.'

Ah so that explains it. They're drinking the wine he got them for their birthday.

'Aw. You opened it without me. Aren't you naughty?'

'😔'

'What's that face for, my dear?'

'Youre t9o busyy to spend tim e wth me 😢'

The prince frowned and rose from his desk.

'Where are you? I'm coming now.'

'Ou r room.'

The prince left the room and headed down the hall to his bedroom. He stepped inside and saw his Queen sitting on the couch by the fire place, wine glass and bottle on the low table in front of them. They were sitting with their knees to their chest and staring into the fire.

Diavolo approached the couch and sat next to them.

"I'm sorry, my dear." He said softly, pulling them into his embrace. "I know I've been working a lot lately."

"It's fine..." They mumbled.

"My Queen, you're not being honest with me." He told them, pushing some hair out of their eyes and behind their ear.

"It's just...lonely." They admitted softly. "I know I have my friends to spend time with, but it's not the same. I miss you."

The prince leaned in and kissed their forehead.

"I'm truly sorry, MC." The demon apologized. "I've been putting some extra work on my plate so Lucifer will allow himself more sleep. I know it must have been a hard couple weeks for you though."

The man did this occasionally. He knew how his friend was and knew that simply asking him to sleep more wasn't enough. Even if it was extra stressful for the prince, he wanted to do what he could for his friend so he didn't have to always worry for Lucifer's health.

"No... no, I know it's harder for you; you're the one doing the work." The human laid their head on their boyfriend's chest and closed their eyes.

"I'll be fine so no worrying about me." He kissed them on the top of their head. "How about we go out to eat Friday night? I should have my work done by then."

"Okay." The human yawned.

Diavolo smiled at them.

"Okay, time to sleep. Up you go." The man stood up and carried them towards the bed, covering them up, and giving them one last kiss on the head. "Good night, my Queen."

The demon listened as his love's breath slowed as they fell asleep before he turned and left the room. As much as he wanted to lay with his human and hold them close, he now had a new purpose to his work. After all, now he had to make sure the majority of his work was done before Friday. For his Queen's sake.

Barbatos:

Barbatos was in the kitchen, making a snack for his lord and his sweet human. Lord Diavolo had invited them over for a drink so the two had been sitting outside in the garden, watching the sunset while they had some wine. The butler had no qualms with this; he knew that both his love and his master were trustworthy. That and it was part of his job to come and go so he could spend time with them as well, even if he himself was not joining in on the drinking.

The butler took the finished dish back to the garden, only to discover the table to be vacant now. Raising an eyebrow, the man sat the dish on the table.

"Perfect timing!" The prince was suddenly behind him. "Barbatos, help me find MC!"

The smaller demon raised an eyebrow.

"Is my dear alright, milord?"

"Oh yes." Diavolo grinned. "We are simply playing a human game. Hide and Seek, as they call it."

A children's game? The butler remembered his human telling him about different activities they did as a child and that was one of them.

"I see." Barbatos nodded. "I shall help you then."

He and his master split up, searching the different rooms in the castle. The demon was suddenly concerned for MC; there were a lot of rooms in this castle that are dangerous for the average demon to enter and far more than deadly for a human like them.

He started checking the rooms he most dearly wished that his love would steer clear of.

Ding.

The butler pulled his phone out of his jacket pocket. It was them.

'Barbie cmoe hide wtih me~'

Ah. Perfect timing.

'As you wish, my dear. Where are you?'

'Nnnope. You gtta say you lvoe me fust.'

The demon cracked a smile, a genuine one. Oh that human. I suppose the alcohol is making them a bit bold.

'I love you, my dear. Now tell me where I can find you?'

'Awwwwaww. I love yu t9o 😘'

His smile grew a bit more.

'This is awfully cute, my dear, but I still need to know your whereabouts.'

'The balroon~'

The ballroom? What an odd choice.

'I'm on my way, dear.'

The butler made his way to the ballroom and found his love laying on the floor in the center of the room.

"Do you require any help getting up?" He asked the human, who giggled in response.

"Nooo. Just lay down with me."

"I'm afraid I cannot--"

The human sat up and started tugging on his hand. They were really cute in this state.

"As you wish, my love." And so he laid on the floor next to them. "Now, may I ask why you chose this room to hide from my lord? There's nowhere to conceal yourself here."

MC grinned.

"That's point. He wouldn't think to look for me here."

"Ah, I see." The butler nodded. "You did well, my dear."

They giggled and snuggled up to his chest.

The two laid like that there for a while, enjoying the closeness. Eventually, the echo of the doors opening made it to their ears and they looked over to find Diavolo entering the ballroom.

"My, you two look like you are enjoying yourselves." He grinned.

"My lord--" He went to get up, but was halted by Diavolo's lifted hand.

"No, relax. Please enjoy the rest of the evening however you wish."

Barbatos let his master's words hang in the air for a moment before responding.

"Alright. Thank you, milord."

Solomon:

Asmodeus invited the sorcerer over for some drinks. In all honesty, he had planned on declining since he was close to a break through in his current magical project and didn't want to break away from it. However, the demon had let him know that MC agreed to join him and Solomon had to admit, he was curious about how that would work out. He had never actually seen his little Minx drink before.

This should be interesting, he thought to himself before telling Asmo that he'd be there later that night. When the time came, the three of them were sitting in Asmo's room, drinking and chatting together. The three laid together in a comfy pile on the bed. The sorcerer had to admit, it was a fun night. Asmo got a little handsy, but nothing that the couple wasn't comfortable with; the Avatar of Lust knew their boundaries after all.

At one point, MC had left to go grab something from their room. Fifteen minutes had gone by however and they still hadn't returned. Excusing himself from Asmo, the man went to MC's room to look for them, but it was empty. Strange. He took out his phone.

'MC, where have you gone to?'

A couple moments later, he got a reply.

'Seccret'

'Ah so you're hiding then.' He texted back, smiling. 'I see you're feeling playful.'

The man started searching the house, even knocking on Leviathan's door to ask if he's seen you. When he came up empty handed, the human man could only frown.

He took out his phone again.

'Little Minx, please tell me where you're hiding.'

'Nno'

He pursed his lips as he read that.

'Is something wrong?'

He didn't get a reply for a few minutes. When it did come, the man froze at the words.

'Soli, do yuo love mme?'

The man took a minute to respond.

'What brought this on?'

Nothing. He texted them again.

'MC, please talk to me.'

'I lvoe you, btu yuo makke me sadd 😔'

Something in the sorcerer deflated when he read those words. It took him a while to move past them, but when he did, he was ready to take action.

'Let's talk about this face to face. Where are you?'

'My romm'

Their room? Did they sneak back in there while he was preoccupied? Regardless, he headed back in the direction of MC's room and peeked back inside. This time, he saw light shining through their closet door. Solomon raised an eyebrow at this, but approached the closet.

"MC, will you please leave the closet?" He asked, but recieved no reply, causing him to sigh and quietly open the door.

He found them sitting on the floor, phone in hand, but face hidden in their arms. Solomon paused, not sure about the best course of action here. He eventually kneeled down in front of them and started stroking their hair.

"MC, talk to me." He said softly.

The other human sniffled.

"I was having fun." They told him. "I was having fun with you guys and enjoying myself, but then suddenly I wasn't and bad thoughts rushed in and I couldn't handle it."

"You should of told me earlier." Solomon scooted closer to them and pulled them in for a hug. "I'm right here for you. There's no need to hide away in a dark closet."

"But... I don't wanna be a burden to you." They lifted their head to look up at their boyfriend.

"Relying on me doesn't make you a burden; it shows that I am doing my job right as a boyfriend." He looked into the distance. "Though I suppose if you think such things than I haven't been doing my job properly."

"No! I didn't mean--"

The sorcerer brought his lips to hers, silencing their protests. When they broke away, he looked down into their eyes.

"You asked me earlier if I loved you... the truth is, I am not a man who finds honesty to be an easy thing, especially when it comes to my feelings. However... I cannot deny how much I care for you. I may not say it enough during our time together, but just know that I truly love and cherish you, even in moments when it seems like all I want is to get a rise out of you. Please know this."

MC started wiping their eyes.

"Do... do you mean that?"

"Yes, little Minx." He smiled down at them. "Now please try to remember this for tomorrow. It was difficult for me to admit this one time; I'd rather not have to repeat myself."

The two sat in the closet for a little longer, the boyfriend's embrace slowly wearing away at all of MC's insecurities.

Simeon:

It was at Mammon's birthday party. The brothers had really gone all out for the second brother and though some people were surprised at this, the angel was not. As complicated as the brothers and their relationships to one another are, he knew that they each cared deeply about the others, with Mammon included, of course.

The party was still at House of Lamentation, but they provided so many food and drink options and invited many people; himself and his fellow Purgatory residents (though he made Luke go home after a while when some of the guests were being...a bit much), some work friends of Mammon's from his modeling agency, and some other demons from RAD that the angel vaguely knew.

At first, Simeon hadn't planned on staying long, but Solomon insisted that he should use this as an opportunity to have fun then whispered that the angel just might get some secret alone time with his little Lamb if he were to wait till others had drank enough to forget their absence. Solomon was the only one who knew about him and MC's relationship.

Angel and human relationships are seen as taboo in the Celestial realm. It always has been, but his Father has been a lot stricter with the Rule since the incident with Lilith. This is why he tried so desperately to keep the human at arms length.... it was all in vain though. He loved MC dearly and his little Lamb loved him back. He felt like there was no going back once he knew this. Still, they had to be careful, had to keep it all a secret from others. The two never meant for Solomon to find out, but the angel had to admit, it was almost inevitable. His human friend was commonly with him and he was a very observant man. Simeon wasn't fully sure if he was trustworthy or not, but he gave the man credit for keeping the secret this long.

So there the angel was, standing on the side lines of the the Avatar of Greed's birthday party, only occasionally chatting with others who came up to him, and watched those around them drink into oblivion.

Bing.

The man pulled his phone out of his pocket.

'I LVOE you swet angellly mn 🥰'

Simeon raised his eyebrows. It seems that his Feather has been drinking with the others. Simeon himself was not a drinker. It's not a Celestial rule for angels or anything; he just simply is not a fan of alcohol and rarely partakes in it. Because of this, the angel never stopped to think whether it was the same for MC or not.

'I love you too, my little Lamb. Where are you right now?'

'T he roff.'

His eyes widened.

'The roof, my Feather?'

'Yeess'

The angel quickly (but as inconspicuously as he could) headed towards the front door. Once he was outside, he transformed and flew above House of Lamentation, scanning its roof. He found his human laying on the segment of roof above their room.

He flew down next to them.

"My Lamb, I don't believe this is a safe place for you, especially if you've been drinking."

"I'm fine..." MC merely shook their headed. "I do this all the time."

The angel pursed his lips, but didn't say anything as they patted the space next to them. Getting the hint, he sat down next to them and stretched a wing out to cover them and hopefully shield them from the wind a bit.

"The stars look really pretty in the Devildom, don't they?" The human said softly, staring up at the night sky. "The stars are so much more colorful here than in the Human realm."

The angel followed their gaze and nodded.

"Yes, it's a beautiful sight." He agreed, staring up at the deep specs of color.

Strangely enough, each star was a dark shade of the colors associated with the Brothers. Or maybe it wasn't so strange? The Devildom has always had Avatars of the Seven Great Sins, long before the seven brothers were even born. He remembered learning that in his Devildom History class during his first year at RAD though they never mentioned anything about them having connections to the stars.

"Though... I wish I could show you the night sky of the Celestial realm some day." He added.

"I mean... can you?" They asked, not breaking their line of sight from the sky.

Simeon frowned.

"No... I don't think it'd be worth the risk." The angel answered reluctantly. "I'd rather you not be any near the Celestial realm ever again."

Before the two were dating, MC and Solomon once visited himself and Luke up in the Celestial realm and had a meal. His Lamb had only gotten to see a small glimpse of the beauty that is his home. There's so much more that he wished to show them however and now... he likely never will. He feared the gaze of Michael falling upon them, of the older angel seeing them and figuring out their relationship. Michael cared about him, but just like he supported the death of Lilith for her human endeavors, surely he would also support whatever punishment their Father would choose for him and maybe MC?

"Oh..." MC lowered their head. "Well, what's it like then? The Celestial night sky?"

Simeon paused a minute, letting himself collect his words.

"It's... here in the Devildom, the days give just enough light to navigate the world, but the night is as dark as the void." He began. "In the Celestial realm, everything is bright and uplifting during the day and the nights don't so much get dark, but rather, the light gets dimmer, more gentle, and the pastel stars are seen through the clouds above."

"You get to live in a world like that?" They turned their head to meet his eyes. "It sounds so beautiful. We have nothing like that in the human world. Do you have any moons though?"

"No, just the stars and the sun our Father made for us." He answered. "The Devildom moons seem so big and foreboding to me however. I don't know if we are missing out much in that regard."

"The moon in my realm isn't like these three though." His Feather gestured to the orbs in the sky. "Ours is not as big and... I guess you could say it provides a gentle light for night time. I think it's because it reflects some of our sun's rays, but I can't remember for sure."

"It must be quite the sight, my Lamb." The angel gave them a soft smile.

"Could... could you come see it with me?"

His smile fell.

"I'm... I'm not sure." He admitted. "I don't think I could come up a secure enough excuse to ask for such clearance."

The human didn't say a thing, just pushed their knees up to their chest. Simeon used his wing to push them close to him and brought his hand to their chin. He had them face him before leaning in and giving them a gentle kiss.

"I love you... but this is all we'll ever get, isn't it?" They asked softly.

Simeon rested his chin on top of their head and stroked their hair.

"I love you too, my little Lamb." He told them. "And I... I do not what the future holds for us, but I will give my all to make it a happy one."

~

Masterlist

[moons-and-stars-and-shit]

Oh I've been waiting for this moment hihihi. so may a request a 🍰

Appearance:

Not really too much to brag about but... i’m 5’2, toned skin, medium brown hair( still have some green remnants)slim body thin waist + pretty marked hip (one of the parts of my body that i really like ) but oddly thick thighs. Dark brown eyes and small but still full lips.

Style / Aesthetic :Don't know exactly how to describe this, but most of the time I work with grunge,dark academia and vintage, but often you can see me in cotagecore and glam chic outfits. or a big mix of this

Personality:

I’m a taurus, Libra rising and Sag moon , ESFP,Love to make new friends and i can be pretty talkative...principally if we talking about art, music , cooking , animes or sports .I’m a ravenclaw ,I can be really stubborn but I'm trying to work on this, people also say i have short temper, but i can't believe this.Teasing sarcastic and flirty are some adjectives I can add to my personality description, it is actually so natural that i probably do without notice. I can be a really crackhead sometimes, especially when I'm with my friends, but mostly I try to use the reason . I can be pretty clingy to my close friends and family. Also I can be pretty random, being my friend means that you will receive some messages/ videos at 3 AM or even get a new playlist in full Tuesday :)

Hobbies and random stuff :

I love cooking / baking i actually have a “brand ” of homemade biscuits (family’s recipe), I can play volleyball and badminton and i normally do this with my friends(in the end of High school i played almost everyday ) and now i’m planing play for my university’s team. I really like to listen to music , and I'm doing this 24/7( I kind of have a server on discord just for the music bot ). I actually can speak 3 languages and I'm working on the 4th one but i’m never trust my skills before sending a text in another language !!. I can actually be both or too energetic or a totally lazy bitch. but i’m probably always up to talking/ listening. I really like flowers ( I love learning about their meaning), and poetry , also writing and reading even though I've not been doing this lately.

Fun fact my favorite color is white but 85% of my wardrobe is black .

I really like make up and i love do it , but i have so me block with eyeliners i just can't do it right

About Relationships :

My love language is Quality time, so just being able to relax next each other (friends / s/o) with no words being necessary for meIt's already enough, oh i can get a little too touchy sometimes since I really like to cuddle. I love adventures, visiting new places, shopping, nature dates, stargazing, board games/ cards nights. I really like to innovate, as long as i have a good company I think I can do almost everything.

Ahhhh Lecxi, yours matchups are the best, i just love the way you write so much ,it's a muah *chef kiss*

@lilshortcakess

A/N- This took SO long and I am SO sorry 🥲 but I hope you still enjoy it my dear!

Romantic Matchup

𝐎𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐓𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐮

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐘𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐌𝐞𝐭

So you were on Seijous girls volleyball team

And you met Oikawa because well...

Ya’ll kept practicing overtime 😅

Now we’ll just say that you wanted to practice your spikes

and for that, you would need a setter

And Oikawa wanted to practice his sets

For him to do that he would need a spiker

So ya’ll were just like “hey let's just practice together

Now every time there was practice

When everyone left

You would meet up with Oikawa so that you two could practice

This went on for a while before Oikawa decided on getting to know you on a more personal level

I mean if he was going to be practicing with you he might as well get to know you right?

So he started taking you out to eat after you two finished practicing

Sometimes he would take you to a diner

Sometimes it would just be a gas station

But either way, you two would end up just sitting and talking to each other

This is how Oikawa found out how much he actually liked you

We’ll get into why later 👀

Anyways after falling into this little routine he started to hang out with you during school hours

Damn, he was really just weaseling his way into your life, isn't he?

He would only realize he had a crush on you when Iwa pointed it out

So at this point, he was just like fuck it

YOLO am I right?

So he just casually asked you out when he took you to a gas station after practice

Romantic I know

But he was over the moon when you said yes!

And ya’ll have been dating ever since

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐘𝐨𝐮

He loves that you just listen to him

Like you GENUINELY listen to him

He's found that not a lot of people care what he's saying outside of volleyball

But you listen to anything and everything he talks about

And you show interest too!

This was the thing that made him realize that he liked you

Ok he REALLY loves your flirty nature

Just the fact that instead of getting flustered at his flirty comments

You just pop off with your own comment

He loves someone who can match his energy

He really likes that your clingy 👀

Whenever you hold him or ask him for cuddles

it just makes him feel wanted and loved

𝐅𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐓𝐨 𝐃𝐨 𝐓𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫

Ok so just addressing the elephant in the room

He loves to play volleyball with you

He calls it a good “bonding” activity

Now that THAT'S out of the way

He likes to bake with you

He has even made recipes personalized to him

For example

“Oikawa's Milk Bread Biscuits”

Yup

He took your biscuit recipe

And turned it into a milk bread

He likes to listen to music with you

I feel like he hates awkward or uncomfortable silence

So he always has SOME kind of music playing 

And finally

He loves to talk to you

Granted it's a lot of him talking and you listening

But if you're feeling down and need someone to talk to 

He's all ears

𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐇𝐜

One time you and Oikawa were practicing overtime

And Iwa came into the gym and yelled at you both for “overworking yourselves”

You and Oikawa actually sell his milk bread biscuits at school

Get that coin sis 🤑

You and Oikawa just throw random pick up lines at each other

and i cant get the image of him doing finger guns at you every single time 444

He gets really mad when you start speaking a different language

Cause he cant understand you!

So sometimes you just switch languages to piss him off :)

Causing him to learn the basic phrases of the languages you can speak

𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐲

When Taurus and Cancer come together in a love affair, it’s usually a very good combination.

They are two positions apart within the Zodiac, and such Signs tend to share karmic ties and a deep mutual understanding.

These particular two Signs have much in common

Both prize security in a love relationship above almost all else

both tend to be nurturers

Cancer is emotionally nurturing

while Taurus loves to spoil their lover with sensual delights, gifts and good, rich meals

They’re both quite domestic and love a quiet night spent at home with their sweetie.

The Taurus-Cancer partnership tends to be a happy one due to this mutual enjoyment of the security and comfort of home.

They love a solid home base

a strong relationship

nice possessions

good food

all the comforts of domestic life.

Theirs is often the ideal family that people of other Signs strive for, with strong ties between them and a relationship that is family-oriented rather than toward the outside world.

Their only major problems arise when Taurus insists on having its own way and Cancer responds by sulking.

Taurus must understand Cancer’s emotional sensitivity, and Cancer needs rely on open, honest communication than on emotional blackmail.

The steady, reliable team they make.

Both Signs are dependable and nurturing, strongly oriented toward domestic life together.

A mutual love of home and security makes theirs an ideal long-term, family relationship.

𝐎𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐀𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜

𝐁𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬 💋

[spicymayo1983]

Hiya. I decided to do a part 5 to show how much your relationship with Poe has changed since having the baby.

You have a mild case of the baby blues since giving birth. Mentally and physically you're exhausted.

But Poe is every bit the loving and supportive partner you could've hoped for. You and his son occupy most of his heart.

This chapter is all about the fluff with brief, passionate smut. Cuddling, soft kisses, reassurance, his love for you and his son.

I guess you would call this one emotional fluff porn. Lol.

Warnings, smut, oral sex, some depression trigger warnings I guess? Mainly this is cuddly, loving Poe being a good father and reassuring you about your body. Sigh.

Flirting with disaster chapter 5

It's the morning after you've given birth. Mentally and physically you are hurting. After the joy of the moment wore off you were left with the cold, hard reality of things.

You experienced a 2nd degree tear and needed a few stitches. Your belly and breasts now have stretch marks where smooth skin once was.

You've never felt more unsexy in your postpartum underwear and nursing bra. But Poe is still making you feel like the most beautiful woman in the galaxy.

That first night you got to sleep as Poe took care of his son. He loves being a dad. Fatherhood brought out the soft, loving side of his personality even more.

You're still fast asleep when an exhausted Poe curls up next to you and wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you closer.

"Maxi is finally asleep". Poe tells you with an exhausted yawn.

"I feel fat and ugly". You tell him as you fight back tears.

"No, stop that". Poe replies with a deep sigh as he snuggles you, burying his face in your neck and playfully nuzzling you. "You had a baby 24 hours ago, you'll always be beautiful".

"I'm in so much pain, physically too". You continue, savoring the feeling of his warm body against yours. "My back, breasts, everything hurts, plus I needed stitches".

"Don't worry". Poe tells you, kissing the back of your next softly. "Please, I'll always love you, you gave me our beautiful son".

The two of you soon fall asleep. The next morning you're awakened by the sound of the baby crying. You wearily get out of bed and check his diaper, you quickly change him and then relax in the rocking chair, his big, dark eyes are wide open.

You kiss the top of his little head, which is already covered with thick, soft, curly hair. The baby heavily favors Poe looks wise, he's his true mini me.

You're breastfeeding him when Poe walks into the room. He kisses you tenderly on the lips and says,

"You look like you're feeling better, I hope you slept well".

"I'm feeling a lot better". You reply, a slight smile appearing on your face.

"Look at him". Poe tells you with a huge smile on his face as he leans down and kisses him on the side of his little face. "Isn't he the most beautiful thing you've ever seen?"

"He has your hair, eyes and smile". You reply, your smile growing bigger. "I know we're biased but he really is the most beautiful baby I've ever seen".

Poe takes his son into his arms again, as he gently rocks him he looks deeply into your eyes and says,

"I see some of his beautiful mother too".

After a month you are healed enough to be intimate with him for the first time in what feels like years.

The two of you are worked up and craving each other, badly. Finn and Rose volunteered to watch the baby so you can have some much needed alone time.

"This feels, strange".

"Ugh I know."

You and Poe are enjoying your first night out since becoming parents. The two of you are trying to enjoy yourselves at the cantina, just like old times.

But things don't feel like old times. Instead of having fun you find yourselves fretting over Maxim.

Your baby is absolutely thriving development and health wise. He's happy, healthy and reaching all of his milestones right on time and then some.

Poe leans over and kisses you passionately, he looks deeply into your eyes and whispers,

"I'm craving your body so badly, I don't want to make love to you tonight I want to fuck you like an animal".

Without finishing your drinks you immediately leave.

Poe takes you to the millennium Falcon. You nudge him and with a laugh say,

"Won't you get in trouble?"

"Nah, even if we get caught noone's going to say anything". Poe reassures, laughing a little.

He leads you into the crew's quarters and the two of you hungrily begin to rip each other's clothing off.

You get on your knees and take his erect cock into your mouth, Poe gently takes your long hair into his hands and moans in delight.

He picks you up in his strong arms and gingerly places you on the bunk. His head immediately goes between your legs and he draws your erect clit into his mouth and begins to suck on it like a tiny penis as he softly caresses your wet hole, which is tingling with pleasure.

"Does that feel okay, babe?" Poe asks, making sure his touch is extra gentle. "I don't want to hurt you".

His touch is causing anything but pain. Pleasure is all that you can feel.

But you appreciate how much he cares and his concern for you.

Poe leans over you and kisses you. You can taste and smell yourself on him and it's driving you absolutely mad with desire.

He lifts your legs over his shoulders and drives himself into you. You forgot how wonderful his cock feels inside of you. He grips your hips as you beg him to go deeper.

He leans forward, kisses you passionately and moans,

"I love you".

When he cums he's nuzzling your neck and showering it with soft little kisses, you whimper in delight as you feel his cock heat up and spill its load deep inside you.

You're both panting hard from the strenuous activity.

Poe cuddles up next to you, wraps his arms around you and pulls you close to him. The two of you fall asleep soon after.

Early the next morning you are awakened by a hologram from Finn and Rose. It's your chubby cheeked, curly haired baby boy sleeping like an angel.

"Did he fuss too much?" Poe asks Rose.

"He was a little sweetheart". Rose replies. "He slept a lot and didn't make any trouble at all".

"We'll be home shortly, and thank you for watching our little one for us". You reply, smiling.

Poe leans over and nuzzles your neck. With a sort of puppy dog, sad look in his eyes he asks,

"Will you marry me?"

"Of course". You reply, your eyes misting over with tears. "I'd be honored to spend the rest of my life with you. And eventually make some more beautiful, curly haired babies".

The end