#also if you have any requests or suggestions pls lemme know <3

[lanawinterscigarettes]

Would any of you guys be interested in me writing a nsfw alphabet for Chandler Bing? Because lately I've been in the mood to write some more stuff for friends

[mazeinthemiroh]

bangchan sfw alphabet

genre: fluff (with elements of crack, angst)

word count: 2.9k

warnings: suggestive??

requested?: no

song rec: superheroes by the script

pls like and reblog if you enjoyed! feel free to request anything <3

a = affection (how affectionate are they? how do they show affection?)

very.

like... very.

have you seen this man? he's so full of love he's almost overflowing with it

we see how he is with the other members, very physically affectionate whether they like it or not!

i feel like with his s/o he would be just as affectionate, if not more so!

so prepared to be tackled by him and completely attacked by cuddles because this man is gonna be all over you

very affectionate with his words too, just showers you with praise and compliments until it's almost embarrassing! but if you do the same to him he gets super shy it's so cute abshddncje

b = best friend (what would they be like as a best friend?)

oh imagine being best friends with chan, what a dream...

you would bring out his inner dork

like his dorkiness will magnify like 99% more than usual

likes to be weird with you. like making the silly noises he does and teasing you gently

both of you are just being goofballs together, such goals.

he's like always smiling when he's with his best friend idk

c = cuddles (do they like to cuddle? how would they cuddle?)

when i tell you that cuddles are a must!l

like i said before, he's super affectionate

with chan, it feels natural with his s/o in his arms. he isn't clingy but he is just full of love and wants to show it in any way he can!

he gets so snuggly, especially in the evenings hbhdbfjf

he likes to cuddle in any way possible so long as you're both comfy

loves holding you but also loves being held

like after a long day at work he wants nothing more than to just sink in your arms, laying his head on your chest while you run your fingers through his soft fluffy hair

and he will chatter on and on about his day and you will just lay there, stroking his hair, listening and smiling and humming every now and then as he talks about how his music is going, what the lyrics to his new song are about, etc...

idk its just a very cute and fluffy time now let me go cry into a pillow-

d = domestic (do they want to settle down? how are they around the house?)

settling down? of course, of course... eventually.

you both have plenty of time ahead of you, being young and all. so there's no need to rush into certain things

settling down will take a lot of time and trust for chan, and his focus on his career is something he needs to consider.

so when you guys are older, settling down is totally happening.

what's he like around the house? well, he's tidy!

everything is in it's place, so if you are like me and not very organised, he's got you covered

i feel like chan would split domestic tasks with his s/o just so it's equal? but depending on how much time he has it might be difficult for him to keep up his end of the bargain, being so busy and all

e = ending (if they had to break up with their s/o, how would they do it?)

gently

that's all i gotta say, but lemme elucidate, for angst purposes...

he would probably sit you down one day, a serious, grave look on his face

it would be hard for him to look you in the eyes because he knows if he did it would make him weaker

with a calm, low voice he would break the news and explain himself

would only meet your gaze when you responded with silence, and as your eyes connect his heart would break...

oooo lemme know if you want a scenario about this

f = fiancé (how would they feel about commitment? how quick would they want to get married?)

commitment is a yes.

but like i said before, all in good time

chan wants to focus on his career. only when he is older will he consider actually getting married

but i am so convinced that chan will only go out with someone he sees him having a long-term relationship with. he's not the type to just date for the sake of it, he wants to be with someone who is willing to stick by him in the long run. loyalty is super important to him

g = gentle (how gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

so, so gentle.

we know what this man is like. he has such a naturally caring disposition, as well as being very emotionally intelligent

he's basically the human form of empathy so anytime you are feeling down or anxious he will notice and he will comfort you the best he can

in terms of being gentle physically, obviously he will make sure you are never in harm's way

the only time i can see him not being as gentle is if yall got into a tickle or pillow fight, he would restrain your arms and tickle you mercilessly istg-

beware of this one. he might look cute but once he's in a playful mood, stay on guard!

h = hugs (do they like hugs? how often do they do it? what are their hugs like?)

chan is hands down the best hugger on the planet

that's not me just saying that, it's scientific fact

we know he loves hugs. he hugs his members all the time and even gives us stays a hug and the end of his lives

hugging chan would make you feel so safe and secure in his arms.

firm yet comforting, with his arms wrapped around your waist as you perch your chin on his shoulder

he's just such a softie hbfhdhnf

also appreciates back hugs too

like come up to him from behind, wrap your arms around his waist, and stroke his tummy whilst squishing the side of your face onto his back

he will turn into a giggly, blushing mess yk.

i = i love you (how fast do they say the L-word?)

trust and love go hand-in-hand for him

saying the beloved L-word would be a big deal for him. it's something he doesn't say that often despite being such a loving person

saying 'i love you' to someone leaves you feeling very vulnerable, like you're putting your heart out on the line. so when chan does say these three magic words, it will mean his feelings are sincere and lasting

and it means he trusts you with his heart. so please cherish it.

j = jealousy (how jealous do they get? what do they do when they're jealous?)

i feel like chan is pretty balanced in this sense?

like I know some people view him as Possessive-Werewolf-Alpha Daddy-Chan lmfao i'm so sorry or they view him as being super-duper carefree and not being jealous at all

but i kind of see a middle ground

i think the only time he will properly get jealous would be if you guys have had an argument and then you test his patience by flirting with someone else

depending on how subtle the flirting is, chan's jaw might clench as he looks on with a blank stare, eyebrows furrowing in amusement as he crosses his arms over his chest

just... don't test him like that, it's not worth it even though its very hawt

k = kisses (what are their kisses like? where do they like to kiss their partner? where do they like to be kissed?)

chan seems like the soft peck type of guy

he will leave little kisses on your lips, cheeks and forehead, partly because he thinks its cute and partly because he wants to tease you

he knows you want his plump, soft lips on placed on yours for much longer, so when you grab his jaw and smoosh your lips with his he grins playfully but softly into the kiss

idk he is very soft for you it's almost sickly sweet-

and yk when a partner rubs their nose with their partner's nose?

you best believe channie-boy is doing that

and sometimes he nuzzles his nose into your neck when he's sleepy and gives you tiny little neck kisses why do I do this to myself.

l = little ones (how are they around children?)

he loves children. he just thinks everything they do is adorable and he will do anything he asks them to do

acts like its his life goal to make the little ones laugh

he will pull random faces and tickle them just to earn a simple smile from them,. it fills his heart up with so much joy!

but if he makes a child cry then he takes it as a personal offence and reevaluates if he's a good person or not-

m = morning (how are mornings spent with them?)

if you watched the most recent chan's room with him being full of cold and his voice is like super low (he needs to rest dammit), well that's kinda what his voice sounds like when he wakes up

low and grumbly

he peaks at you with one eye open and smiles sleepily. lord knows he doesn't wanna get out of that bed but he knows he has to

will probably rope you into a workout or smth

just make sure he has breakfast before he leaves for work!

n = nights (how are nights spent with them?)

chan is more of a night person

meaning he stays up all night working and doesn't get back until the early hours of the morning

if you want to accompany him in the studio, he might protest and be like 'nooo you need your beauty sleep' but he will let it slide because he really enjoys your company

occasionally will put his work down to just talk to you about trivial things

when he gets really tired he will lean back in his chair, swivel round and look at you with a crooked smile.

"hey babe, do you wanna head home?"

once you're both home he will pull a blanket over both of you and cuddle you to his chest

you guys will either stay up all night talking more or drift off to sleep in each other's arms

o = open (when would they start revealing things about themselves?)

it takes time for chan to trust people

i think he mentioned in one of the 2 kids room episodes or smth like that that he doesn't trust people that easily or that quickly?

chan is obviously outgoing and friendly, and can pretty much speak to anyone and make friends easily

but actually trusting them takes time and energy. he will have an invisible guard up to protect himself from disappointment

however, as more time progress and he begins to trust his partner more, he will open up more and will become more vulnerable

p = patience (how easily angered are they?)

he has a lot of patience, usually

growing up pretty much taking care of the other 7 members, with all their many different personalities and opinions to consider, he wouldn't have lasted this long without patience

it would take chan a lot to get genuinely angry. sure, everyone gets irritated about petty things now and then. but if chan feels genuinely angry it would definitely be about something recurring and serious

q = quizzes (how much would they remember about their partner?)

he will remember cute, little, almost trivial stuff about you

but these things aren't trivial to him

no, he cherishes all this information. he knows what your favourite colour was when you were four. he knows you bought yourself an ice cream to cheer yourself up after a bad interview. he knows the ice-skating incident you had in 2016

he loves cute little things you tell him and will store them in his memory only to bring them up in conversation randomly at like 2am

r = remember (what is their favourite moment in your relationship?)

yk it's really hard for him to decide

you have become such an important person in his life that every moment with you is just *chefs kiss* perfect!

but one of his favourite moments he realises, looking back on your time together, is when you have fallen asleep on the couch in his studio

you were persistent in staying with him while he works, ignoring his gentle protests. you were catching up with work of your own, but as the hours progressed your eyelids felt heavier and heavier. you were consciously fighting the urge to sleep until you gave in, drifting off gently

so when chan turned around he was met with your cute, curled-up body, snoring softly. he wasn't surprised you fell asleep, but your sleeping form endeared him. a smile spread across his face as he chuckled softly, grabbing a blanket and tucking you in

why was this his favourite moment? it seems so simple. and it happens so frequently. but to him, these moments are when he realises how much he appreciates you. your comforting presence and need to take care of him makes him feel so loved and safe

s = security (how protective are they? would they like to be protected?)

very protective

i think most of his have seen that clip from the stray kids concert of chan's heartfelt speech, saying how he will protect all his members and all of us stays. protecting the ones he loves is clearly a priority of his

he would like to protect his partner in all aspects, but mainly from emotional harm

and he would like you to do the same for him. both of you protect each other from emotional harm because you guys support each other, giving each other a shoulder to cry on and a listening ear

t = try (how much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

channie is romantic af

when he has the time, he loves putting in the effort and setting up cute little dates with you, like making your favourite meal for you

he considers you hanging out in his studio as a date, and soon studio dates become a regular thing for you both!

u = ugly (what would be some bad habits of theirs?)

we all know channie is a perfectionist

which isn't a bad thing

it just means that when things aren't up to scratch in his standards, he will beat himself up about it

he will get down about himself if he hasn't taken you on any special dates in a while, or he forgets a special anniversary etc...

so try to reassure him that he is enough, and that he's doing perfectly just how he is!

because sometimes your reassuring words can bring a lot of comfort to him <3

v = vanity (how concerned are they with their looks?)

being an idol, chan is pretty much forced to care about the way he looks

we have seen on his past lives that he has shown distaste for the way he looks

he is human. he is like all of us

he has good days and bad days. one day he might feel hella confident in the way he looks as he freaking should but other days he will hide his face as much as he possibly can

which is ridiculous because he is the most handsomest man on the planet

w = whole (would they feel incomplete without you?)

so chan has a very mature approach to relationships

he believes that two people should be complete as individuals, maturing and accepting who they are and relying on themselves before they get into a relationship

that way, you have two healthy individuals trying their best instead of one relying on the other or not reciprocating the same effort or amount of love

did that make any sense lmfao

the point I'm trying to make is doesn't see it as being 'incomplete' without you. but rather, he feels like he is a much, much better version of himself when he is with you

x - xtra (a random headcanon for them.)

chan loves you in his hoodies

that's it, that's all i gotta say

he just gets so endeared by the fact that you want to wear them

the first time you stole one of his favourite black hoodies, he chuckled

"do you want me to buy you one like that? it looks so cute on you!"

he will poke your cheeks and cuddle you while you explain that you like his hoodies because they smell like him :(

then he'll understand, and will basically give you free rein to take his hoodies so long as you don't spill anything on them

y = yuck (what are some things they wouldn't like, either in general or in a partner?)

in general, chan doesn't like people who are completely selfish and only look out for their self-interests

or if they have no sense of compassion or empathy

he's fine with tough love, don't get me wrong, but someone who is devoid of empathy or makes no effort to understand someone else's point of view is someone chan tends to avoid

z = zzz (what is a sleep habit of theirs?)

his sleeping habit is... he has no sleeping habits

my man doesn't sleep

okay, okay so when he does actually sleep he snores, we know this

likes to cuddle something when he sleeps so having you in his arms would be of great comfort!

also he said on bubble he tends to sleep naked nowadays so i will leave that one with you-

[ickymichi]

could u do a version of the physical appearance headcanons for suna? only if you’re comfortable with that thank u 🥺

tysm for the request my dear!! i hope this is okay! <3 i’m so excited to write this actually cause i love love love rin and i never had any ideas to write for him so thank you!!

𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐀 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒:

𝐩𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

<3 warnings: suggestive themes, talk of nsfw but none actually!, mentions of insecurity.

<3 things to know!: set in the timeskip as always, bc not specified reader is gn when mentioned!

<3 summary: headcannons i have about rin’s appearance!

𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄: okay so we all know rin got god awful posture like, look at mans neck. i’m sorry bby i love you but lemme crack your back <3. anyway rin is aware of his posture and ppl always have pointed it out, especially atsumu, he’s always poking fun at him about it. all the people talking about it eventually made him realise how, not great it is. he’s tried lots of things to try and fix it. but nothings worked :(. over the years he’s grown accustomed to it and when someone mentions it he just brushes it off.

𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒: wjdbsj beauty. but his middle and ring fingers on his left hand are crooked from a volleyball incident and they just never healed. he also had little scars on his hands from accidents when he was a kid from playing outside. and and his fingertips are all rough cause i KNOW mf plays bass or electric guitar. but he thinks they’re too skinny n shit and his crooked fingers look weird but your like. 0-0 boy they cute asf shut up. loves loves loves when you play with them!!. especially when he has rings on and you play with them. cause he isn’t too fond of his handies he decorates them with rings. he looks so good with them pls.

𝐌𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐒: PLSSSNSJDNDN i know mf is littered with them. on his back, stomach and his arms. omgfjfjfj his back would be so pretty i am just imagining it. they start at his shoudlers and go all the way down to the very bottom of his back. he also has back dimples idc. but yes his moles he also has loads on his stomach and like two each side of his belly button which looks so cute. he also has just one on his foot right in the middle and he calls it his lucky mole.

𝐄𝐘𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐒: i feel like rin goes to sleep at 3-4am without even meaning to, like he just gets caught up in his phone or netflix and he swears it was 11 just an hour ago. but that leads to him developing eye bags over time. he’s tried to fix his sleep schedule to get rid of them but he can’t fall asleep before 12am. he’s asked you to buy him concealer to try cover them and if he’s going to an event he will but he won’t every day.

[fictiveheavy-systim]

inbox check? 👉👈

Under the cut! This is just to check if Tumblr ate stuff, so it doesn't include requests via dms and stuff :]

Also just for my sake, Tom's messages are gone be excluded (because bark knows they're all there + some are repeats)

Also a few aren't requests, just messages our lovely followers have sent us so they know we got em <3 and I removed any URLS if they included what account they wanted tagged in case they wouldn't want em there.

A stim board for a system that's collectively wiccan? (Protection jar things, crystals, etc!)

:)! /gen I'd like to request a Slytherin Harry Potter stimboard, with snakes, potions, and, if possible, rings/jewelry. Also, I'd prefer if the middle icon/faceclaim isn't a white Harry. Thank you! -🐍📚

ranbob (from tftsmp) pronouns suggestions & stimboard? (don't tag as kin, this is for a fictroject)

seapeekay stimboard for a fictroject with the colour orange, red and black

lawrence oleander stimboard for a fictroject with plants, cryptid or dark stuff (also no tagging as kin)

HI can we get name + pronouns suggestions for a fallen grizzly fictroject (from slimecicle's hardest difficulty vid)?

hi!! pronouns for a basil introject please!! (also, don't tag as kin!)

could you make a beyblades stimboard please :0 no preferences on colours or anything I just like it when the little guys go spin spin bonk

Could you please do an orange related stimboard with slime and in the middle a picture of ranboo? /nf

could you make a beyblades stimboard please :0 no preferences on colours or anything I just like it when the little guys go spin spin bonk

Heyyy, can I get stimboard for Spinner(BNHA) fictive with pink, green, gamer girl aesthetics, and lipstick cutting(soap is fine too tho)? - @/lameboy-lizardgirl

Hello! Could I please have a stimboard for a factive of a fictive of Spencer Reid?(It's. Interesting lakdndnfkdi) For the stims, I really like brown things and collections if that makes sense? If you need more details please let me know!!! :-]] (@/thinklessofme)

hi!! im an introject of tweek tweak from south park and would love a me themed stim board!! please tag #don’t tag as kin and #don’t tag as irl, i am extremely attached to source :[ pls tag me in the post u make btw!! but anyways!! i would love stims of coffee (or drinks in general), paws (specifically puppy or fursuit paws), space + anything else u want to add!! i would also love a blue, black, brown and/or green colour palette but im not too fussy ^_^ tysm!! art for middle: (cred. impchaos on insta) [included image]

Your cool lemme just *gives you some of my fav gifs* [2 gifs, and 1 still image that multiple people have sat around watching to wait for the gif but it wasn't and it was hilarious, unsure if that was on purpose but this was great ty]

First of all, I hope you have a fantabulous day!!! Could I get a stimboard with leather stims, tangles (the fidget thingy), and hand stims? Thank thank thank you!!!

May I have a Ardyn Izunia(Final Fantasy XV) Stimboard with darkness/corruption/nighttime themes? With dice and resin shakers if you can? And can you tag me?

Could we perhaps get a Tony Stark stimboard? Our Tony introject loves technology, science, and clicking his pen (classmates love that one /s). We'd like this to be posted anonymously and tagged with don't reblog. Thank you and I hope you're all having a good day! /g

You're really cool! All the stuff you but in your boards is very stimmy /pos [thank you! We haven't replied to this because we want to keep it in our inbox, but rest assured it was very nice and we've seen it]

i'm a billy loomis fictive, could i get a stimboard with red/blood looking things, knives, maybe some phone stims and a slight lovecore theme as well? please tag [URL] instead of this blog, thank you!

hi!! :D (also i couldn't really tell if the rules are ok with singlets interacting so if you want me to not interact w this blog its ok!! /g) could i have a stimboard with laundry hampers lined with blankets with animals in them, st bernards, giant animals stuffies, and folded laundry? if its too much to have in 1 stimboard thats okay!! i also don't know if asking two requests in one ask is ok so its ok if you need to skip out on this one if you want!! roller rinks, neon lights, pink roller skates, mp3 players,and disco outfits!! (like pants with the big bottoms and sparkley crop tops!!) thank you so much <3333

could i request a stimboard for a benry fictive with black goop, blues / reds / teals and shiny stuff pls? tyvm

kokichi oma fictant stimboard, peas and tanks! lots of glitter and paint and scribbles, if you'd be so kind

[There's also another one for a Jeremy fictant, but they went into deep specifics about how they formed and I don't want to post that w/o permission. They also specified an image and multiple of us have attempted to go find it to do this request but it's been futile so far :( they did include their @ but dms usually freak us out]

Overall we have 44 asks in THIS inbox, 1 in the system inbox, and 1 in dms

[dismas-dumbass]

Every day I’ve got a smile where my frown goes

A couple bodies in the garden where the grass grows

I take ‘em with me to the grave with a suitcase

Maybe I could be a different human in a new place

okay idk if this’ll even be the general vibe of the request i’m just listening to the song on repeat atm pls halp

ohai again it is i, dismas, coming at ya with another request! this one’ll be a lot more vague & open since??? what are even ideas but the gist is that there’s like 4-5 Witch sisters who look very similar to each other -to the point they can be mistaken for another one- yet have different age ranges. and, uh, guess they’re just trying to survive the scene that is Magnolia, Witchy Edition so there’s that. i have some suggestions below the cut so if anything sounds interesting whatsoever gimme a poke on Discord (you can access me thru the OUT server but i’m dismas#9766 if you’re not in there yet)

CW: Mentions of death and/or murder

so, as i said, this is all going to be pretty open because i don’t have that strong of a concept yet but lemme put down at least what i have so far in the coconut shell that is my brain:

Concept: This witch family is probably, more than likely, going to be Magnolia-born. They’re probably not gunna be cousins or an off-branch of a famous family or w/e so there’s that to work with but they do know their stuff. I guess. I’m thinking a bit more lighter vibes than darker ones but it doesn’t mean they can’t be vicious/vindictive (picture: a game of Never Have I Ever -with booze maybe- and the question comes up of ‘Never Have I Ever Killed Someone”; all the sisters drink whatever it is that they have, even the one asking the question. Y’know, sisterly~ vibes). Also doesn’t mean they all have to be sunshine and rainbows! Could have attitudes or something lmao. Also also doesn’t mean each one can’t be dealing with their own issues that maybe they haven’t exactly disclosed to the others yet! Hell, maybe they get tangled up in something along the way and the sisters have to deal with it somehow. I imagine they are fairly close to one another though how they express this could vastly range from sister to sister. Oh, also, to beat a dead smack a sleeping horse, they all look pretty similar in appearance -to the point that people may confuse them with another sister. Some sisters may take advantage of this, other sisters may not; again, might depend on how each sister is and how comfortable players are with different plots!

This is obviously a rough draft ‘cause this’ll be character #3 (hfsbfdsfj) and I won’t be making her until the site opens. But! Uh, there ya go.

History: As I mentioned, they’re probably going to be Magnolia-born. Whatever happened to their parents hasn’t been thought of but the fact that they aren’t mentioned or around probably means they’re dead. Could have been natural causes -could have been unnatural~ causes. But, either way, the sisters are each other’s support systems and they’re fine (enough) with each other. I kinda like the idea that they all live super close to each other: think, even, they all have little cottages to themselves but they’re right next to each other, forming a small and cozy cul-de-sac with plenty of trees, plants, flowers, and cobble steps up to their houses. Maybe they go over to each other’s places for dinner -could even go over to just chat or talk about things. I don’t think they have a family business of sorts so they’ll probably have different careers (but! I’m open to the idea!) and thus different schedules.

Family:

#1. Oldest Sister. 39-49. Queen. FC Suggestion: Jaime Pressly. Open.

As the oldest, she’s probably had her fair share of helping raise the other sisters. Probably has given her a bit of a motherly complex -fussing over the wellbeing of the others. Doesn’t necessarily mean she’s always willing to put up with any shenanigans and may try to keep everyone in line but who knows lol. Overall, has a bubbly personality and a can-do attitude.

#2. Second Oldest Sister. 28-38. Queen. FC Suggestion: Emma Stone (blonde hair vibe for this request rofl). Open.

Also a bubbly personality, the second oldest sister has a positive outlook on life. Cheerful, easy-going, but naive. How she hasn’t stumbled across something atrocious in her life is anyone’s guess -or has she?- so she could be considered lucky. Doesn’t necessarily mean she’s super innocent or or hasn’t done a single bad thing in her life though she is, for the most part, a kind individual.

#3. Third Oldest Sister. 26-36. Queen. FC Suggestion: Margot Robbie. Open.

Probably the most level-headed of the bunch, this sister takes a more cautious approach to her craft. Could mean she keeps an eye on anyone trying to use magic in front of Those Who Don’t Know -might just mean that she’s leery of any newcomers at all. Probably the one to stand in between any arguing parties to try to bring reason into the equation, though it may just be that she doesn’t like fights breaking out (especially between her sisters).

#4. Fourth Oldest Sister. 24-34. Queen. Potential FC: Samara Weaving. Played by Dismas.

Think major Wednesday Addams vibes -maybe with less black clothing. Has RBF quite often and will not hesitate to stare someone down if she doesn’t like them. Might also not hesitate to kill them if she wants to has to, either. The first one into the fray and the first one to grab the nearest axe in order to get dirty. Probably has the highest body count among the sisters, idk. At the end of the day, it might be her family vs. the world and she’s putting her family first every single time.

#5. Youngest Sister. 21-31. Queen. FC Suggestion: Emma Mackey. Open.

Sarcasm her language and attitude her game, this sister probably is the most quick-witted of the bunch. She’s often off doing her own thing and not caring what others think, much to the chagrin of her older sisters. Maybe underneath it all there’s an earnest person waiting to be discovered but, maybe, she’s just going to be like this. May often hang out with the fourth oldest sister since she could be the “least annoying” of all of them lol.

Ps: like with mostly anything i do, a lot of these are just suggestions/ideas lmao. if you have any yourself we can definitely talk about it! i’ll be keeping the sister age order around the same but, tbh, if you want yours to be younger or older than another (probably? besides the oldest) then that’s totally fine. also! concerning fcs i do sort of have them “set in stone” since they all look alike buuuuuuttt if you have another 4-5 actresses who look alike enough to be mistaken for one another feel free to let me know and we can see about changing details and whatnot. (also also, if you really wanna use a fc suggested but not for one of the characters send me a message i can definitely alter the concept of this and not hog any fcs that anyone wants to use)

[paradise-creator]

Hellooo!! I love love LOVE the diamond box matchup you did!! You're amazing!! Your blog is incredible!! Now I'm here for a romantic haven box Haikyuu matchup pls🥺

Appearance: My name is Kay! She/her, black, straight, 5'1, I have a slightly athletic & curvy-ish figure (lol idk), short-ish hair(like mid-neck), dark brown eyes, shoe size 9, I like to dress comfy so I'm always in oversized hoodies, sweatpants, sneakers, sweatshirts and shorts. I like colorful clothes too, high waisted jeans and shorts and boots. I'm not very fashionable but I try lol.

Personality:

Basics: infp-t, Hufflepuff, Taurus sun, scorpio moon, sanguine, chaotic good, ambivert.

Some positive traits: I'm optimistic, friendly, energetic, organized, enthusiastic, observant, happy, open-minded, loving, encouraging and inquisitive!!

Some negative traits: I'm annoying, perfectionist, insecure, forgetful, easily distracted, kinda lazy, argumentative, too nice at times and clingy.

I love learning new things!! Currently I'm learning Korean, how to draw, how to paint and songs on the saxophone.

When I'm up for it, I love fun physical activity!! Going for a hike, going to the gym, bungee jumping, mountain climbing, going camping and etc :D

Although I love going out, nothing beats lazy days at home. I can spend hours by myself and still be happy. When alone I usually sleep or watch a movie/anime or practice my drawing or saxophone or try and learn something new!

I have a horrible memory and can never remember important dates 😭 I've forgotten my own birthday a few times (rip) so people can get mad at me for missing appointments, forgetting birthdays and other important days. I try my best to organize everything necessary on my phone calendar so I can be reminded.

I love seeing people happy! Nothing can fulfill my day more than knowing I put a smile on someone's face! I usually try my best to help out anyone who needs it and to the best of my ability! This has led to me getting taken advantage of in the past but I can't help but try and make others happy. I've developed a thicker skin and some trust issues as I've grown up because of it.

I love hyping my friends/family up!! Do you need a boost in confidence? Here I am, ready to help you remember the absolute king/queen/royalty that you are!! I'm usually very energetic and enthusiastic about many things and I love spreading positivity around!!

My love language is physical touch! So touch is very important to me in my relationships. Though I am insecure so I tend to think that I smother the people I care about with too much affection idk lol. I live for hugs and cuddles and hand holding 👉🏿👈🏿 but because of that I feel like I'm very clingy and annoying skskfksjd

I'm introverted in nature so although I mean usually full of energy and love making new friends, I can't do it for too long lol. My social battery runs out really fast and I have to hide away and recharge before I can be fully social again, otherwise I won't be my best self. I treasure personal time and understand when people need time for themselves too.

I love spontaneity!! I love living in the moment and doing stuff just for the hell of it!! Wanna go on a road trip? Dance in the rain? Build houses for charity? Go to McDonald's at 2am? Go on a long walk? SIGN ME UP!!

I can also be lazy and unmotivated to do stuff. If something doesn't interest me, I'd find myself incapable of doing it or I'd do it with great difficulty. I'm one of those 'do something when inspiration/motivation hits you otherwise it'll be absolute shit' types.

But when I do have motivation/inspiration that's when my perfectionism comes in and I have to do it in the best possible way and anything less is an insult to me, my family, my ancestors and descendants lmaoo. Unfortunately I subconsciously set a very high bar for myself which can be overwhelming and stressful but when I manage to produce work of that quality, it's very satisfying and rewarding jshkshdhsj

I have more to add but I feel like this is getting way too long 💀 lemme just move to the next section heheheh

Hobbies: I LOVE listening to music, learning new things, watching movies/anime, sleeping, reading, writing, playing saxophone (I'm still learning tho lol), swimming, drawing, journaling, making friends, and cooking!

My music taste: any type of rock (punk rock, grunge, j-rock, metal), pop, KPOP, RnB, jazz, dubstep, lofi hip hop, rap, trap, krnb, anime OP's and bangers from: Elvis, the beach boys, Queen, Khalid, Ateez, Harry styles, Kendrick Lamar, p!atd, mcr, fallout boy, Nirvana, BTS, mxmtoon, Marianas trench, twenty one pilots, stray kids, Jay Park, crush, Dreamcatcher, Skrillex, MJ, troye sivan etc

Fun facts:

I'm more of a cat person but I live dogs and think they're adorable!!

I have four piercings and I plan on getting more soon!!

I'm a night owl, and get super grumpy in the mornings especially when woken up unexpectedly >:/

Although I love making friends, I only have like 1/2 super close friends and like 20+ acquaintances lol

I want to get a tattoo soon but idk what to get :(

I'm super addicted to coffee (rip) and if I don't take some for some time (like a week) I'll get the worst migraines and I won't feel better until I drink some coffee 😭

That's it!! I hope i wrote enough stuff!! Did I leave anything out? If you need more pls tell me and I'll send another ask :D Take your time!! I'm in no rush. I'll patiently wait even though you get writers block or have a large amount of asks 😌 pls stay safe and healthy!! Drink lots of water, sleep well and have an amazing day/night!! 💙✨

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Hello and Welcome my Starlight!

The Haven box includes:

- Match up

- Sun drop

- Journal of Feelings

- 3 am shenanigans

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I'd match you up with

Sugawara Koushi, Vice-captain of Karasuno

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Sun drops

- OKAY so like, as I read your description I thought of Akaashi or Yaku or Sugawara

- Me being the indecisive author I am had trouble picking

- But then I remembered that you loved to do spontaneous things.

- And that's when I realized that Sugawara is THE ONE

- You two would be deemed the "3 am couple"

- Or in the team it would be "Epitome of Chaos"

- He takes care of you

- He will alway remind you that you don't need to be perfect

- Insecurities? BE GONE

- Nagativity? BE GONE

- That's basically his motto

- He is both your mom and partner in Crime

- did I mention he will take care of you?

- CUDDLES AND KISSES FOR DAYS

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Journal of feelings

- Once this man realizes that you LOVE physical affection. He will give it to you. EVERYTIME HE SEES YOU

Kay entered the gym to watch her boyfriend play. She tried sneaking in and so far it has been great. She thought she was off the hook but then felt a familiar arms wrapped around her waist. "I found you~" Sugawara said with a smile.

- You both would often plan pranks and majority of the times, it would succeed

"Okay okay, so what are we doing today?" Kay asked the silver haired male. "Oh~ maybe we can scare Asahi or anyone for that matter with a beetle?" Sugawara suggested. "That's--no," Kay responded.

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3 am shenanigans

It’s 3 am in the morning. Almost everyone is fast asleep or in their homes, well almost. The night sky is littered with diamond in the sky. The streets were silent but it was comforting. A few people walked here and there. And a few cars passes by there and here. “What are we doing up so late?” A silver haired man said as he yawned. “We’ll be going to Mc Donald’s! What else?” The female responded as she smiled at him. “Is it even open at this time?” He asked. “Koushi, darling, it is open,” Kay, the lover of our beloved silvered male man said as she smiled. Sugawara chuckled and held her hand, the smile on his face was evident. “You know, we should be sleeping by now right?” He said as he pulled her closer. “And so what? I wasn’t planning on sleeping early! I slept the whole day yesterday and missed the chance to hang out with you,” The girl responded.

A small blush appeared on the male’s face and he giggled. “That’s very sweet bu-“ He was about to say but was silenced by the girl. “That was very sweet but we could’ve done this later on or tomorrow. Well, sorry to break it to you, Love. But, we are here,” She said as she pulled the male inside the fast food chain. And soon enough, the two got their orders and enjoyed their meal. “I don’t know why but this hits different,” Kay said as she eat a French fry. “It really does. Especially since you are here,” Sugawara stated as he patted her head. Now, she was the one blushing. As the two chatted, the other customers and staff glanced at them every now and then. None of them were annoyed at their interactions. On the contrary, they enjoyed watching them,

Some felt envious of their relationship. Some dreamt to have something like that. And others remembered the times of old. The two were so sweet, it’s almost too much. Laughter and chattering echoed through the building from both the couple and the people around them. Then they were dub the “3 am couple” as the two would often venture in that restaurant at 3 am in the morning.

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Author's note

I'm so so sorry for the long wait! This week has been hectic. Anywho, I hope you enjoy this matchup~ and thanks for requesting!

[buckymcbuttfacebarnes]

Devotion

pairing: bucky barnes x reader

word count: 3300

request: this has been done a few times but i really want ur take on it and a bitch loves angst and drama so uh. maybe reader/bucky are in a relationship but like its a secret and its in the early stage but Then bucky gets a little too close for comfort w somebody else and yeah. i feel corny as fuck for saying alla that but,,please (requested by anon)

summary: bucky barnes and y/n struggle to define the parameters of their relationship, especially when y/n sees him with another girl.

warnings: angst fluff and vague ass smut like bitch i aint never written smut b4 so LMFAO

a/n: i tried to make this as not-cheesy as possible, but i know that its still gonna be corny as fuck bc i love corny bucky shit! love u anon,, i hope you enjoy pls lemme know what u think!<3

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Bucky glances at his watch before tugging you into the small room with him. You want to resist, but you can’t. You are putty in his hands. Each brush of his lips against your skin sets your nerves alight, warming you completely. His kisses are wet and feverish. Almost desperate. When his lips touch your neck your eyelids flutter shut, his metal fingertips are cool to the touch, they make you shiver.

“Bucky—” the half-hearted warning escapes your lips quietly.

“Y/N,” he murmurs in playful return, mimicking your tone. You can feel his smile growing.

“We have to get to the party…” your voice trails off when his hands come to hold your sides and his lips move to the sensitive skin beneath your ear. You like the feel of his beard scratching at your skin, the way his breath cools the places where his lips have been. “Buck, c’mon,” you start again, but his hand slides down to hook beneath your thigh and you instinctively wrap your leg around his hips. His cologne is intoxicating, but you breathe it in anyway, longing for it to fill your lungs. “We have to stop…” you say breathlessly, “They’re gonna notice if both of us are missing.”

But he doesn’t stop and you don’t want him to.

Your fingers fumble clumsily with the buttons of his shirt, crisp and white, you’d ironed it yourself.

He laughs and you feel it in your chest, as if it had been your own chuckle, your amusement, not his. It rings in your ears in a way that makes you wish you could hear it again and again. You grin broadly at him, and he grins back. All teeth, his blue eyes glint with each sinful thought that crosses his mind. He is so beautiful.

“The things I wanna do to you, doll,” he muses.

You hastily push the fabric away from his shoulders, hands on his bare skin. You hadn’t even noticed that he’d already unzipped the side of your dress, but then he lets go of your thigh to draw the straps from your shoulders and let the jewel toned gown fall to the floor in a pool of rich fabric.

“I could have just pulled the dress up,” your words are sound slurred together, they interrupt the clash of lips, teeth, and tongue.

Bucky shakes his head and he’s breathless, pulling both of your legs around his waist. The wall’s surface is cool against your bare back.  “I want to feel you.”

And he does.

His hands touch every inch of your body, holding you close as you pant out his name. Your fingers get entangled in the waves of chestnut brown (ruining the neat bun that had been knotted at the nape of his neck). Bucky tucks his face into the crook of your neck, his grunts send chills up and down the length your spine. His teeth graze your collarbone when you tug at his hair, his hands clutch at the backs of your thighs.

“Fuck,” Bucky hisses quietly.

Your fingertips dig into his shoulders, you tilt your head back and it bumps against the wall. You don’t care enough to think about, too engrossed by the rush of excitement pooling inside of you. But then Bucky’s hand grabs your chin, his thumb drags down across your lips and he meets your longing gaze. You wind your arms around his neck, little space between your faces. You inhale and exhale the same air, parted lips almost close enough to touch. He says your name, quietly, he breathes it. Your breath nearly catches in your throat. There’s a crease between his brows and his lower lip is caught between his teeth. His hands hold you tightly, as if he’s afraid you might slip from his grasp at any moment.

His movements grow quicker and less precise. “Y/N,” he pants when your noses touch, his eyes fluttering shut. His eyelashes are dark against his flushed cheeks. You will yourself to keep yours open, but you can’t. Bucky moans and the tightly wound coil that had formed in the pit of your stomach finally snaps. The snap of his hips grows more sloppy with each moment, he finds his release in time with yours.

The sound of your name on his lips is a whisper that’s barely there, just a wispy exhale of air, but he says it all the same. Y/N, Y/N, Y/N…Again and again and again. It sends chills down your spine, you hold him closer.

He kisses you on your lips, wet and painfully slow. His hips adopt a languid pace, you struggle to catch your breath, so does he. He gleams with a thin sheen of sweat. He’s the most handsome creature you’d ever laid your eyes on.

“Bucky.”

He kisses your neck, right back at where he started.

You buttoned up his shirt and he zipped up your dress. You combed your fingers through his hair and pulled it into a low knot. A warm, comfortable silence blooms. He touches your cheek with gentle fingertips as you wiped the traces of your lipstick from his skin.

“What?” you asked, with a raised brow. There was something anticipatory in his lingering gaze. “I’m irresistible, huh doll?”

When you rolled your eyes he laughed. Childish, but good-natured as always, yet there was still something his was withholding.

“What?” you ask again, playfully impatient.

You see his jaw clench and he exhales loudly through his nose, his expression growing thoughtful, but only for a split second.

“Nothing,” he says too quickly. He glances down at his watch and grins crookedly, “Just think, doll, if I can do that to you in under ten minutes, think about what we could do with thirty...or an hour...or a whole night.”

Bucky speaks with a manner that seems nonchalant, but part of you knows that he’s rather serious. You know the implications of such a charged suggestion: How serious is this? We both know we aren’t ‘just friends’, why keep it a secret?

But you weren’t ready to answer the unspoken questions, so you just smile and smooth out the wrinkles in his white shirt, hoping he hadn’t caught a whiff of your apprehension.

Bucky leaves the comfort of the cramped janitor’s closet (the spot for all of your most recent trysts) first. He had told you it was better that your arrival times were staggered, rather than arriving together. He glances down at his watch, he only had about ten minutes before she arrived.

Before turning down the hall towards the ballroom he turns his head to look at you, but you’ve already shut the door. He walks to the ballroom alone, flushed in the face. While he stands outside and waits he thinks about the way you clutched onto him and that moment when he’d peered into your eyes. Those innocent, heavy lidded eyes, caught in the midst of ecstasy. The taste of you was stuck on his mouth like beer on the lips of an alcoholic.

You leave the closet almost immediately after Bucky because the air still is charged with an odd, indescribable tension and you can still smell his cologne in the cramped space. You slip away and spend time in a the mirror, adjusting your hair and fixing your makeup. When you looked at yourself in the mirror you smiled, though you weren’t exactly sure why. You leaned forward and looked closely at your neck and collarbones. No marks, you had sternly told him. And though he often liked to annoy you by placing a hickey at the base of your neck or at the spot near your jaw, beneath the ear, he hadn’t tonight. Your own fingertips ghosted across your neck. It felt hot still, as if his lips had only been there seconds ago.

You wait an even thirty minutes before you head to the party.

“Fashionably late as always, huh?”

It’s Steve approaches you with a good-natured smile and two champagne flutes in hand.

“That’s the only reason to ever be late to anything,” you lie, accepting on of the glasses with an appreciative smile.

He laughs. “I wouldn’t have it any other way, you look great. You all alone tonight?”

You nod. “Why? Need a wingman?”

This makes him laugh.

When you see Bucky again it’s about an hour into the party. You spent time sipping at champagne and making small talk with a few friends, making rounds with Steve (who was also dateless), but all the while you had been scanning the large room for him. You didn’t know what for, you were both rather hesitant to seem too chummy in a public setting like this, but there was something about him tonight that had made you want more. You wanted more of him, even if that meant faking a strictly friendly friendship. You suspected he wanted more of you too. It went beyond his vague suggestion of spending more time together. You had heard it in his call of your name, seen it in the stain of your lipstick on his cheek, felt it with the touch of his thumb to your swollen lips.

You feel him before you see him. He bumps into you by pure coincidence and his hand shoots out to hold your elbow, steadying you.

“Oh, Y/N...sorry about that.” When he smiles it seems odd and half-hearted, but you ignore it. Instead you find yourself focusing on the sudden lump in your throat and your urge to kiss him again and again.

“I was actually looking for you, I wanted to talk to you about something.”

“Oh yeah, doll? What’s that?” He was distracted, eyes flitting from you to someplace above your head, someplace behind you. Still, it didn’t seem to register.

“Earlier you said something and I just think that—”

You didn’t know her, a pretty girl with eyes like smokey quartz. Her lipstick was a shade of pink and made her face look washed out. Yours was a shade of red that complimented the glow of your skin tone. You don’t feel embarrassed when her eyes meet yours or when she brushes past you, stopping you mid-sentence, to loop her arm through Bucky’s as if they’re some sort of buy-one-get-one pairing. She kisses his cheek. Her lipstick doesn’t stain him like yours did. You don’t smile or frown, something in you deflates.

“Oh, are you on a date?” you ask Bucky, slowly shifting your gaze from her to him. Your disappointment is apparent in your tone, though you tried desperately to hide it.

He doesn’t sputter for words or fumble for an excuse. He never does. “Yes.”

You nod because you don’t have a right to be angry. You walk away because there’s nothing left for you to say.

Behind you, you think you hear the girl asking, “What was that about?”

That night he is at your door, you know it’s him because of the (unnecessarily) distinctive knock. Two solid raps, brief pause, two, pause, two, then silence. A heartbeat at your door.

“C’mon, Y/N.”

When you open the door he’s leaning against the doorframe, still dressed in his white shirt and dress pants. He looks surprised when the door swings open, then relieved. You wished you didn’t feel anything when you looked at him.

“What’s up, Buck?” you ask when he doesn’t say anything.

“Don’t act like this.”

“Like what?”

He sighs, and a quiet settles. Most everything he says is so calculated, picked with care, searching for the most concise way to say what needs to be said. He never struggled to speak, but always took his time in doing so. He never seemed lost, he was always in control. He’d never been one for drawn out conversations, especially when it came to the prospects of your relationship with one another. You were friends first and foremost, you both knew that. Keeping the relationship a secret was the logical thing to do. Friends would treat you the same instead of seeing you as a pair, it would allow the two of you to privately define whatever it was you had. Up until recently the secrecy and the games seemed to work well. It had all been fairly straightforward: he feared commitment, you swore up and down you didn’t want anything too serious with him. You didn’t know you had been lying until tonight.

“Like you aren’t bothered,” he finally says.

The air between you grows taut. You lift and release your brows.

“I don’t have a right to be bothered.”

Respecting the agreement.

“Right…” he says, lips curling into a coy smile, “but you are.”

Silence.

“You were mad at the party, you’re mad now.”

“I’m not mad, Bucky. It’s just—”

“Just what?” He’s leaning forward, arm still on the door frame. He is poison. He thinks this is a game.

“Tonight,” you begin, hating the way he makes you feel, “you—It felt different.” There is a lump in your throat. “It was different and then...and I wanted to tell you, but then I show up and look for you the whole night and turns out, you’re with some girl.” Your bring your eyes up to his and a heat flares in your chest,  realization creeping up on you like a cruel shadow. “Is that why you kept looking at your fucking watch?”

You see his jaw tense. He swallows hard. Suddenly he’s serious...and for some reason that makes you angrier.

“Fuck, it makes so much more sense now,” you’re speaking more to yourself than to him at this point. “God, Bucky,” your cheeks puff with the air you exhale through your mouth. “I’m so stupid.”

“You aren’t stupid.”

“Yes, I am, because I actually thought I felt something with you tonight!”

He sends you a warning look: Keep it down. You hadn’t even realized how loud you’d gotten, voice echoing in the hallway. When he pushes past you through your door you don’t stop him, you keep talking.

“Something really—something real! And I was going to tell you that.” You send your gaze to the ceiling in exasperation. “I was going to tell you, can you believe that?”

“Why didn’t you?”

“Because of that fucking girl, Buck.” You pace the floor, you don’t want to look at him, but you can feel his eyes on you. “You knew what the fuck you were doing, you planned this.”

He tries to interject, but there’s no stopping you.

“No, no, you did. I know you did. That fucking watch,” you point to the device on his wrist, “you had this night all scheduled out, huh? Sleep with Y/N, she’s a quick fuck, then get to my real date at the party. That’s fucked up.”

With eyes narrowed: “I didn’t plan things to turn out this way.”

“So she showed up on her own then?”

He shakes his head, this is the first time you ever see him with his lips parted, clumsily searching for the right words to string together. That’s not what I meant.

“Right,” you mockingly quip, looking him in his eye. “You don’t get to do this to me.”

“I’m giving you exactly what you wanted!” The volume of his voice catches you off guard, his face goes hard. “This is what you asked for, you wanted something secret, something quiet, and I’ve given that to you. You wanted this, not me,” he is suddenly seething, hands spread wide and out at his sides. He looks to you with darkened eyes, they seem to hold the vast tumult of the sea. His gaze is frigid. Icy waters.

“Well then...what do you want?” You question venomously, interrupting the weighty silence.

He could have crossed the room to stand close to you, but he keeps his distance. He watches you pace. He watches you watch him.

“I want to be with you.”

“That’s bullshit.”

He shakes his head, face screwed up in disbelief. “You’re the one that didn’t want anything serious!”

“You’re the one that ‘can’t handle commitment’!” You throw finger quotes in his face, he fights the urge to take you by the throat and kiss you until you can’t breathe.

“I have tried to tell you that I want more, but you just fucking brush it off or pretend like you didn’t hear me, when I know that you do. Like tonight. Tonight I didn’t even mean to hint at it, but I did, and what did you do? You fucking ignored it like you do with everything else!”

“I can’t take you seriously, you treat everything like some stupid joke!”

Bucky stares at you open-mouthed and in disbelief, but you know he won’t deny you because you both know that you’re right.

“I didn’t plan for this to happen,” he reiterates.

“The watch—”

“Jesus Christ, the watch, the watch, the fucking watch, who gives a fuck about the watch, Y/N?” As he speaks he’s taking the watch off. He holds it by the black leather strap and looks at it as if it disgusts him. “Look, I brought the girl, but it was only because Steve introduced me to her a few days ago. People keep asking about you and me, and it’s so fucking annoying, and I know how badly you wanted to keep this—” he points between the two of you with his forefinger, he’s exasperated, “—a secret! So I invited her, but I told her to come an hour after the party actually starts because I knew I was going to be with you. I wanted to be with you. It just looked good if I walked into the party with her. That’s it. That’s all.”

Bucky stands in front of you with a face that’s open and expected. Lips slightly parted, eyes wide and watchful. The silence swallows you whole.

He had helped you pick your dress before the party (Wow, pretty lady, hot date tonight?). You ironed his shirt, hung it up and kept it crisp. You left late, too caught up in one another to recall the time.  He insisted on walking together, but promised to keep a good amount of space between you. If anyone saw it would look strictly platonic. Then he grabbed you by your wrist and tugged you into that goddamn closet despite your half-hearted protests.

We don’t have a lot of time, Buck. We’re already late.

I don’t need much, doll.

“I didn’t think that you’d decide tonight that you wanted something serious,” he admits quietly. When he sighs his shoulders move up towards his ears, then rela again. Half of his mouth quirks upwards crookedly. “Hell, if I knew that, I never would have brought the girl. We wouldn’t have even gone to that stupid party, we would’ve been too busy...doing other things.”

Suddenly you are aware of the heart beating your chest and the warmth of the room. A heat creeps up your entire body, your fingertips seem to buzz. You cross the room, meeting him where he stands.

“Are you sure this is what you want?”

He whispers your name quietly, a repetitive sound on his lips. Y/N, Y/N, Y/N.

You want to hear it again and again and again.

Two hands, one warm, the other cool, rest on either side of your face and you smile. “I want you.” Secret or no secret. “I just want you.”

Bucky kisses you until you feel lightheaded. He kisses you until you’re dizzy and your legs feel wobbly and you can’t tell where you begin and he ends. He touches you with hands spread wide, he wants to feel every part of you. He burns your skin with his hot kisses, a trail of marks left to show where he’s been. You breathe him in until he’s invaded your system, you breathe him in until your lungs are filled to the brim.

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Hello, may I request UT, UF, MT and OT Sans coming home from work and finding his s/o crying and having a panic attack and how would they try comforting them? Sorry I just really need a few kind words these days…

thank you for the bittersweet stuffs NO APOLOGIES i need the kindness too

i’m assuming that OT!Sans is outertale? i’m sorry pls correct me if i’m wrong, you’ll just get a bonus jr. spaceman outta the deal

i’m sorry it took so long to get to this my mood has been low lately, lemme just getcha somethin sweet

UT!Sans: He’s not a panicky type. He sees the world in a bit of a fog, and is generally too tired (and apathetic a lot of the time) to fully process stress. He feels it, but he’s so used to it that denial will usually swoop in before he breaks a sweat. So when he comes home from the hotdog stand and sees you on the floor in what equates to a puddle of your own tears, he is frozen. His eyelights dissipate.

He snaps out of it quickly though, rushing to your side. He tries to keep his voice level as he asks you if you’re okay, what’s wrong, what happened. He has no idea what to do, whether or not touching you will make things worse, but he risks giving your back a few gentle strokes. If it seems safe, he’ll scoop you into his arms and breathe deeply, trying to encourage you to do the same. He’ll whisper softly into your ear.

“it’s okay kiddo, it’s okay… shhhh, it’ll pass, let it out… deep breaths, with me, in… out… good, shhhhhhh, it’s ooookay…”

After you’ve calmed down a little, he’ll plant a tiny kiss on your forehead and take off his hoodie, wrapping you up in it. Here ya go, he’ll get some blankets too if ya want, do you want something from the kitchen? Do you wanna talk about what happened?

He’ll be on your call for the next few days. If you want something, anything at all, it’s “no it’s cool i got it. you rest up.” He’s not really sure how to help, but he’ll listen to you if you want to talk, and he’ll do his best to make things easier. 

UF!Sans: He has more experience with anxiety than Classic, but still isn’t a panicker. However, he has some experience with his little brother when he was younger, before the two had quite implemented their little management systems. Dear ol’ Red has had some experience helping people through attacks. So, the second he comes through the door, the mechanism is kickstarted.

Before you know what’s happened, he’s draped over your back like a pressure blanket, his hands in his jacket pockets and wrapped around you, engulfing your body in the soft fabric inside.

“welp, looks like we’re in a Panic Pile, doll,” he whispers, hints of a knowing smile in his voice. “and what do we do in a Panic Pile? we breathe. we breath in, 2, 3, 4, and out, 6, 7, 8…”

It feels silly at first, but the risings and fallings of his chest against your back really facilitates a calming rhythm. It’s hard not to match it after a while. Once your shivering smooths out some, he asks if you’re ready to leave the pile. If so, he’ll slide off of you and leave you with the jacket. He’ll offer to make some tea or any warm beverage. Want some honey with that, sweetheart? The honey fix always helped his brother calm down.

He won’t ask what triggered the panic attack, but if you bring it up, he’ll listen. If you ask about the Panic Pile though, he’ll try to brush it off.

MT!Sans: Ya boy also has some experience helping out his lil bro, but not to Red’s capacity. Pappy’s panic attacks are few and far between, and haven’t gotten much worse since he was a young skele. Sans the mans himself doesn’t tend to panic any more than the others, but he has problems with paranoia, and it gets the better of him sometimes.

He stopped by the store on the way home, picked up a few things to spruce up dinner. Since he’d be home in time for it today, he thought it’d be a nice little gesture. It takes a good deal of effort to get through the door. Them groceries hit the floor the second he sees you. He hustles over, quickly taking off his suit jacket and wrapping it around you. He bends down and rubs your shoulder.

“you okay, darlin’?”

You’re crying too heavily to speak.

“okay, it’s okay, shhh, shhhhh… i’ll be right back, don’t move a muscle, okay? shhh…”

He kisses your temple and hurries off. He comes back to the room with what must be every blanket in the house, or at least every one he could scrounge up. He sets to work, making a little nest on the couch out of the blankets and carrying you to it. He wraps you up in the softest of the blankets and holds you, stroking your hair and humming a soft tune. Every once in a while he’ll whisper, asking if you need anything or want to talk about whatever happened. If you don’t want anything, he’ll just keep you cozy for as long as you’ll let him.

He’s not as knowledgeable about what helps with anxiety, but he wants to make you feel as safe as possible. He’ll ask sometime after the fact if it was helpful, or if you have any suggestions on what to do if it happens again. He’ll help in any way he can.

OT!Sans: This boy is just a little more upbeat than the others. He still has low points, but because he’s been stuck in an environment that is very close to his heart (and objectively cooler than underground imo), he knows somewhat better how to make the best of a poor situation. While this means greater mental stability for him, it also means he has the least experience with anxiety, or taking care of people who have it. When he comes through the door and finds you like that, he is completely lost.

His first instinct is to rush over and ask what’s wrong, but he’s pretty sure that’d just spook you more. He makes for a more cautious approach, walking over slowly and crouching on the floor by your side, asking if you’re okay. You can’t respond eloquently at the moment. He’s pretty sure you’re not okay. He takes a deep breath and throws his jacket over you, rushing out of the room. Soon, he comes back with a messy bundle of bedding and a few books. He puts them down by you and pulls over a few chairs, laying a large blanket over them to create a makeshift, cozy little tent. He crawls in with you and digs a small battery-powered lamp out of the bundle of blankets. He flips it on, splattering stars across the walls of the tent. He sets it down and kneels next to you.

“h-hey, this is a safe little spot. if you wanna talk about whatever’s eatin’ ya, i’ll listen, and we can leave it in the fort. y-you wanna cuddle? or would you rather have some space…? heheh…”

If you ask, he’ll leave. But if you prefer he stay, he’ll scoop you into his lap and bundle you up with him in the blankets, getting comfy. If you want to talk, he’ll listen. If not, or after you’re done venting, he’ll pick up one of the books. He starts reading it quietly to you, stopping every once in a while to ask how you’re feeling and give you a peck on the cheek.

He doesn’t know for sure how all of this works, but he wants to make you comfortable, and will do his utmost to create a space that’s alright to emote in.