#and then go to bed. Bc woof

[seaoreos]

I got a new bag at forest fair this year. It’s red and orange and shaped like a whale shark with big button eyes, ridiculously adjustable straps, and a surprising amount of space inside compared to my old bag.

So I’ve piled a lot of things into it. Among the usual things like wallet, phone, lip balm. A small bottle of lotion, a small tin of hand cream, two different kinds of earplugs, glasses cleaner, phone battery, a notebook & pencil, and a small box of the Pride pins I make.

It only has one small pocket inside of it, so I put my most-used and smallest stuff in there. So, to keep things more organized, I put some things into a small handy little mesh bag I got from some dice or earrings or something I got. Two different sizes of pads, normal band-aids, waterproof band-aids, at least four ibuprofen, a pack of tissues… I’m sure there’s something I’m forgetting. Anyways, *everything* that’s in my bag isn’t exactly the point of this post.

Once I realized how much stuff I could put in my new bag, it made me happy to think of being the ‘has literally any random thing and god knows what else in his bag’ guy. And there’s still stuff I wanna add, like maybe a small sewing kit, glasses repair kit… gum. So on.

And recently, in an online class I’ve been in (which could be another, less positive post, at least right now) I saw someone trying to post their art on the discussion board that had done something I had almost done, until I figured out the way everyone else was doing it. So I just dropped a quick comment, telling them I’d had the same problem, and trying to help. Not required or anything, I just… wanted to.

Last night, my friend Skyler was drawing something for the first time in awhile- they were struggling with a small part of it, asked for some help- I did a quick show of how the reference they were using lines worked, the sort of shape they made, and also drew a vague shape of what it could look like over/with their lineart. It didn’t take much work, just a few minutes or so, but they were really happy. The art came out great, by the way, and it made me really happy to see them drawing again.

and tonight my partner was also drawing- something for my birthday, actually. (Tuesday. Oct 3rd. I’m turning 18.) At first he was just struggling with the cuff of a sleeve, some fabric folds, so I did a similar thing to help him out. Now I’m also drawing a quick reference of my oc Viri’s face scar for him, (which I have yet to finish. Class project. That I should be working on instead of writing this.) because he needed that too, and I don’t mind.

They were both thanking me for my help- we were all on call together- and in trying to find something to say, I just managed “I like to help.” And, you know, I really think I do, actually. I like to help. It’s nice. I don’t know where I was going with this originally, but… I like to help. I want to help. And I’ve been doing it without much of a second thought lately, which is nice. It feels good.

it’s 7am and I haven’t slept which isn’t helping my mush brain make the original point/meaning here that I’ve kinda forgotten by now. But I wanna be good and kind and help but I also wanna remember how to be mean again.

but I guess what I mean by ‘mean’ I think, is I want to.. have a backbone again? Be brave again? Be a brash little autistic kid who said ‘but why’ to everything and anything and just did what they thought was right? And it’s kind of ‘mean’ only because a lot of other people see it that way. I wanna stick up for others and myself too, instead of clamming up and not doing it. It doesn’t help that I don’t feel very intimidating. I’m almost 18, but I’m pretty short and a weird little hopefully-kinda-gnc-lookin thing and people just always seem to think that I’m 13 or something. It’s genuinely getting on my nerves. Ma’am. I am a fucking grown ass man. Please stop talking to me like that.

I’m tired I need to sleep. Basically I wanna be kind but take no shit. I guess. That’s very punk to me. And I wanna make a jacket covered in patches and pins and other customizations, maybe some spikes and some moss, paint and sharpies and god knows what else. I simultaneously wanna look like a wizard, some cottage thing, a punk ass fuck, a colorful blob, and some forest creature, which is great. Anyways remembering the nice stuff I’ve done recently w just the. I dunno, almost bewildered ‘I like to help’ that was.. instinct? Makes me feel good. I wanna have my sharp teeth back.

[mattodore]

can you describe matthias and theo night routines? and their sleep schedule

<3 ly

Theo doesn’t get a lot of sleep since he’s either out partying into the long stretches of the night or up studying until the words begin to blur on the page. I’d say he normally falls asleep around 3AM-4AM and doesn’t wake back up until 7AM. Four-ish hours is pretty average for how much sleep he gets a night… maybe less at times if he’s more stressed than usual. I should add that he does sleep more when he’s staying over at Matthias’s or vice versa, but generally he tries his best not to let Matthias distract him from studying before bed… which only ever works out about a quarter of the time. Matthias can be... very persuasive.

In the case of Matthias, well… he’s a chronic insomniac whose insomnia is exacerbated by hallucinations and nightmares. Unsurprisingly, his sleep schedule is terribly inconsistent, but if he does sleep then I think he normally manages it sometime around noon and will stay asleep for about an hour or two. It’s actually very rare that he falls asleep during the night—especially after Theo begins to sleep over, as Matthias prefers to read and watch over him at that time instead. Theo has fits in his sleep (from nightmares that he never remembers…) and Matthias gently calms him so he doesn’t wake up.

The only time they fall asleep at around the same time is when they’ve been at it for a while and both need a break. Matthias doesn’t stay asleep for long, though… maybe an hour at most. He does sleep easier around Theo, but that’s mostly just when Theo is awake. I think Matthias finds a lot of comfort in knowing Theo is there watching over him. He went through a lot at the reformation school and there were many times within those years where sleep would be abruptly interrupted and then he’d be back on the killing floor, so to speak, so having someone there to watch over him… I think it really helps. Then, on the other hand, Theo sleeps pretty deeply after they’ve been having sex. There’s never a time he feels more cared for and adored than when Matthias is making love to him, so it's... a relaxing experience. It puts Theo's mind at ease and I think it’s probably when Theo feels the safest. So he'll sleep for a long while after, feeling cradled in Matthias's presence, his anxiety finally snuffed out.

As for their actual night routines… hm. They’re very different, especially before and after the start of Echthroi. 

Theo’s night routine stays pretty much the same throughout the story. He’s not one for self-care, like, at all. Because of that, he doesn’t necessarily have a routine… Theo’s honestly only really meticulous in his studies and everything else suffers for it. However, Theo physically cannot fall asleep unless he’s checked the locks on the windows and doors and closed all of the blinds and curtains. That’s the one routine of his he’s always sure to follow through on, even when he’s intoxicated or sleep deprived.

Otherwise, what else he does as part of his “routine” is up in the air. Sometimes he showers before bed, other times he showers after waking up. Sometimes he combs through his hair all nicely and other times he just impatiently rips his fingers through his hair and shrugs. Sometimes he forgets to brush his teeth, other times he forgets that he’s already brushed his teeth and ends up doing it again. He’s a bit of a mess. If he’s actually aware/awake enough to put himself to bed, then he’ll messily wipe any makeup off his face post-clubbing and/or he’ll shower post-hook up (if it’s the pre-Matthias part of Echthroi). If he’s tired from studying he’ll put all of his materials away and then flop down on his bed. If he has to see his parents in the morning then he’ll wind up in the bathroom for too long, brushing his teeth until his gums bleed. If we’re talking about Theo in the post-meeting Matthias part of the story then he might take a cold shower to try and get Matthias out of his head for a little bit, or he’ll find himself laying in bed staring warily at his phone. Hm… and in general Theo will hum lullabies to himself so he can fall asleep easier… it’s a childhood habit.

By nature of Matthias’s insomnia, Matthias doesn’t exactly find himself preparing for bed during the night like most people. He does, however, still run through his personal care routine at around 8pm. He showers, brushes, flosses, cleanses and hydrates, primps and preens, and then he’ll usually find himself entertaining guests or a partner for the night.

For Matthias pre-meeting Theo, he’s often not alone after dark as he has a string of men with whom he takes to his bed or a list of faceless people to call on whenever he wants to be surrounded by bodies and chatter. There are still quiet nights where he’s by himself or just with Imani, but they’re relatively few and far between. For Matthias post-meeting Theo… woof. He did sleep around here and there still, but I think he gave it up pretty early on… his mind was always swimming with thoughts of Theo and he couldn’t focus on nor did he find himself interested in the men he’d have under him. So after meeting Theo his usual night circuit changes and he often finds himself staying home and reading with some wine and the occasional glance at his phone, waiting for a response. Matthias does a lot of waiting when it comes to Theo.

If they're together at night (when they’re dating), then Matthias will usually make dinner for Theo. He likes feeding him (by hand, even, though Theo often protests). Normally Theo will have a few textbooks with him that he can study from while he waits for dinner and he always winds up going "give me a minute" when the food is finally done. They'll enjoy each other's company just fine at home or they'll go out for a drive or a walk. Theo often winds up getting roped into following along with Matthias's night routine and will poke fun at how fussy Matthias can be as Matthias does skincare beside him in the bathroom. Theo tries to get away with studying again later in the night, but Matthias likes to distract him as he’s personally offended whenever Theo whips out his textbooks past, like, 11PM. In general, they'll wind up having sex at some point, or multiple points, and then they'll shower together. After they towel off and Matthias dries Theo's hair, Matthias will most likely end up reading to Theo until Theo falls asleep. If Theo wakes up during the night, Matthias simply kisses him back to sleep.

[badolmen]

the eepying…

[zippers]

iicant wait to gif this whole series... i enjoy the challenge of giffing 90s media more than everything 🤩

[ma3mae]

"I feel like sleeping on the couch tonight"

Summary: Pranking your hubby/bf by telling them that ^ and how they'd react (fukuzawa, ranpo, tecchou)

Genre: kinda cracky, def some fluff and more tooth rotting fluff 💀🛐

Warnings: tecchou whipped for ur cute ass, me barking for fukuzawa, ranpo being a child.

A/N: saw it from a reel on insta and immediately HAD to use that inspo, okurr 😤✋originally wanted to add fyodor but ill prob do it in a part 2 thingy

Fukuzawa Yukichi

Ok so first off hes a major workaholic so you prob often fall asleep on the couch during some movie watching while waiting for him at home

always feels apologetic and even guilty bc not only as his lover but as a person, you should be sleeping in the comforts of your bed

will always carry you to bed bc he wouldnt want to wake you up as well. You already did enough by trying to stay up for him

So you can see how surprised he is when he finally arrives at home at reasonable hours and you lying wide awake on the couch

And you suddenly blurt that shit out?? HES ALSO PROB TIRED AF ILL MASSAGE U, ZADDY WOOF

takes a seat next to you and immediately asks if theres a reason for that

wont jump to conclusions but will still be a bit taken back and worried that it might be his fault...

"Nah, i just feel like it today." "Oh okay, well if you say so" SOBBING FR

He values honesty above all else and wouldnt doubt that you'd be pranking or lying to him tbh and overall your comfort is one of his main priorities

So he'll let it go but still be saddened that you dont wanna sleep in your shared bed :((

A sudden idea pops up in his head bc at some point even he wants to still be in his lover's arms especially after work

Its already sad enough that yall cant do it whenever u want to D: HUG HIM FFS

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"Then I shall join you on the couch if you're alright with it?" Before you can even say anything, he takes a seat right next to you. You shuffled your feet away from him to give him some space, focusing your gaze onto the TV. You knew if you'd look at him, you'd immediately stop the prank. His gaze alone would make anyone confess their biggest secrets and well, you didn't want to spoil the fun yet.

Yet it only needed a clearing of his throat to turn your attention towards him and oh no...

You couldn't do it. How would you? When he was looking at you like you just kicked a ton of cats infront of him.

"Y/N."

NO! DON'T SAY ANYTHING

"I'm sorry if I have been neglecting you lately. If there's anything I can d-"

"It's prank.."

You sat up as you took his hands into yours.

"I didn't mean to make you feel like you've been neglecting me... I just saw it online and thought it was a funny prank."

Blinking his eyes in confusion, his gaze softened at your words.

He pulls his hands back before wrapping them around you, gently pressing your bodies closer as you felt his lips on your head.

"Even if it's just a prank, I have still been neglecting my duties as your husband lately and apologize greatly for that."

Slightly pulling back, you feel his rough hand cupping your cheek.

Eyes full of love looking into your glassy ones as he lets his thumb stroke a stray tear away.

"I apologize deeply for making you feel in such a way that you had to" prank" me as you called it. You must have felt lonely these days but don't worry. I will make sure to return home earlier because I have also been missing you, my love. "

After a loving kiss and an enjoyable evening, he had kept his word for the future days and if something would change, he made sure to notify you immediately.

Yet at the end of the day, he would always return to your beloved home and into your arms for the night.

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Yall, dont be surprised in how FAST we confessed

look me in the eyes and say you wouldnt spill everything out when THIS man looks at you like he'd give you the world if he could 🛐🛐

He'd def try his best to keep his promise but sometimes yokohama takes a bit longer to save but dw he'll make time for you bc happy wife happy life

cook him smth, massage him, just be there for him and let him lie on your chest or smth and he'll already feel so blessed

we all wanna pamper him ok, he be raising a whole orphanage so someone gotta pamper him too

I just want me a nice fukuzaddy alright 😩😩😩😩

Edogawa Ranpo

He'll give you the biggest side eye fr 👁️

like?? Hello?? Why sleep on the couch when you can be in bed with the world's greatest detective???

Will fr shame you for that ngl

He obviously knows its a prank but he cant believe you have the AUDACITY to do it to him

You are literally challenging a MAN CHILD, have fun 🤓

For the sake of it, you did the prank after knowing that it was a pretty uneventful day at the agency but oh dont worry

This man WILL gaslight u into thinking it wasnt 💀

*******

"So you want to sleep on the couch, huh?"

There he stood infront of you, arms crossed, the biggest pout he could muster on his face and blocking your sight of the TV as you continued to nonchalantly munch on HIS chips he had hidden under the bed.

"Well, I just feel like it."

""wElL i jUsT fEEl LikE iT", she says. Then I feel like taking MY chips back, thank you very much!"

Before he could snatch them away, you immediately turned your back towards him, clutching the bag tightly in your arms.

"Y/N, YOU'RE BREAKING THE CHIPS?!?!"

"and I'M sleeping on the couch."

Silence fills the room for some seconds before you hear a huff behind you. Hasty steps making their way towards your shared bedroom before the door being shut quite loudly.

Doubt was creaking through your resolve, asking if you were maybe overdoing it.

"Nah, he knows I'm joking....Right?"

An hour passed before he came back, flopping himself down onto your legs and you could just feel how he was pressing down harder on purpose so there'd be no way to leave.

"Ow, Ranpo?! Get off of my legs!!"

Yet his sharp gaze stopped you, not giving you the slightest chance to tell him off.

It made you nervous, how he just sat there with his arms crossed, eyes not leaving yours.

Was he threatening or mocking you??

You weren't sure.

"You know, Y/N..." He slowly began as you felt him press down even harder.

"I really don't appreciate what you're doing right now."

"H-Huh, what do you mean?"

He physically had to hold himself back from laughing at your clueless face because oh...

Oh, you wanted to prank him? Then be ready to get it handed back at you even worse.

"So many people have been hurt today, all these lives the Agency had to save with MY help. You don't know how many eyes I had to witness as they were about to lose their light in them. So many were at Death's door and we managed to help them. Now I'm tired and ready to be welcomed by the comforts of my home and the love of my life pulling me into her arms, telling me how proud she is of me of having LITERALLY saved the city and maybe wanting to lighten that burden on my shoulders I have to carry every day? "

He pressed his index finger on your forehead as he leaned in closer.

"That's not very nice of you, you know. Imagine you'd be the World's Greatest Detective and coming home exhausted but your lover decides to be weird and seemingly not EVEN appreciating my work. Can't relate to that, right?"

You hated him.

You hated him so much for how he exactly knew what to say to get what he wanted.

But that's also what made you fall in love with him at the first place.

"If so many people have been hurt then why didn't I see it o-"

"We have ties, Y/N. Of course they wouldn't broadcast something like that on TV. Do you know what chaos it would cause to this city and possibly the world? "

It only made you frown as he clicked his tounge at you while waving his finger at your words.

"Now, now you know what you should be saying after pulling such a stunt like this. Especially after I have worked so hard today."

Pulling your blanket over your head to break from his intense gaze seemed to do nothing, as he had just simply snatched it out of your hands.

"I'm not gonna apologize to you for that! Just wanted to pull a prank on you and you just have to turn it onto me!"

He merely shrugged his shoulders.

"Well, what did you expect? You should be glad that I didn't give it back to you ten times worse. Just wanted to go home, eat your cooking and maybe cuddle but I might actually not do that at all today."

"Ugh, you're such a buzzkill."

You just sighed at his words and he suddenly found himself in your arms.

He turned towards you with a frown on his face yet his reddened face seemed to lessen the effect of his next words.

"H-Hey! I didn't say that I forgive you for your prank!"

"Well but I forgive you for trying to make me feel bad for it. If you wanted me to cuddle and kiss you then just say so. You knew it was a prank after all."

"But I didn't like it when you said that you'd rather sleep on the couch than on the bed today..."

His voice resonated through your chest as he pressed his face against it, muffled words accompanied with a whiny tone.

"I never said, I would sleep without you though?"

A laugh escaped you as his head shot up, big eyes meeting your amused ones.

Yet he only gave a pout at your words as he went back to your chest, wanting to hide his embarassement from you.

"You're mean but I still love you. You owe me candy for putting me through this, though."

You only let your hand glide through his hair before settling it on his neck, giving light scratches to the spots he liked.

A satisfied sigh escaped him and soon the room was filled with only noises from your TV.

"I'm already sweet enough so that should suffice as" candy", right? And that was your pick up line not mine so I'll stick to what you meant."

"Yeah, yeah. Now let's just cuddle in peace, okay."

A comforting silence grew between the both of you as you later on fell asleep together, a smile etched on each face.

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This was SO long lmao but next time you'll prank him, he'll just dump some water on u bc thats sparing you from him at this point

bRO COULD legit just expose everything of u but he wouldnt bc he loves u too much 💕💕💕😤😤😤

Suehiro Tetchou

bro, thats like the worst prank u could do to him bc... he wouldnt get it first...

the only reaction you'll get is 🙂 him when he greets you > 😐 when u tell him that

hes gonna be fr confused like... why does his partner want to sleep on the couch but... okay?????

Honestly i think he wouldnt protest right out but at the end of the day, even he wants some cuddles after work :(

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Tecchou was excited. No one would really know about it if it wasn't for the light smile adorning his face as he thought about going home.

The only one who'd notice is Jouno but he didn't really care enough to mention anything about it.

He'd merely click his tounge when his annoying ass colleague would take a bit longer to respond to his questions, only saying the words "Just go home if even the smallest things are distracting for you."

Jouno could swear he was about to kick him in his face when he'd hear him turn towards him and only reply with "Y/N is smaller than me but not the smallest thing though."

"JUST LEAVE ALREADY, OH MY GOD!! I can't listen to your rambling about them any longer!"

Only he could nearly make Jouno groan in agony as he turned and began to walk away, not wanting to be near that idiot, knowing he'd just be looking like a lovestruck dumbass to everyone around them.

Tecchou only blinked at his partner's outburst, yet took his word and began to make his way home.

An exasperated sigh left Jouno's lips as he heard his footsteps yet it didn't surprise him at all.

He just couldn't get it around his head how someone could even be into that guy but oh well.

It's not his problem as long as it doesn't disrupt their work.

After all he had to give his thanks to that weirdo's partner for having given him a way to make him comply more easily.

It took him a simple "Just finish already and then you can go home."

"Okay."

Would be his only answer every damn time yet Jouno couldn't help but let out a small smirk when he'd hear the racing pulse of their enemies as if it was a declaration of Death from the Grim Reaper himself in their eyes.

Finally arriving at home, Tecchou would take off his coat and hat, hanging it onto the designated stand for such things.

A soft smile adorned his face as he walked into the living room of your shared apartment, finding you laying comfortably on the couch, the crinkling of stuffing your hand into the pack of spicy potato chips echoing through the room as a cackle escaped your lips.

"Trash TV's surprisingly entertaining if it's done right, HA! "

"Y/N."

A yelp escaped you as you sat up and whipped your head around, only to see your boyfriend standing behind you.

Tecchou was unfazed by your surprise,reaching for your face to wipe the potato crumbs on your lips with his thumb.

"Mmh, chips. The spicy one's are especially tasty with mustard and red pepper." He told you as he licked the crumbs off of his thumb, a smile adorning his face as he sat himself down next to you.

Laying his head onto your lap, the soft fuzzy blanket covering it, making it all the more welcome for him to lay on them.

He had randomly gifted them to you one day, simply because "it reminded him of you".

Fuzzy and warm. That's how he'd always feel when thinking, looking and touching you.

"That sounds like a really weird combo." You replied as you smiled at his words, settling your hand on his head before let your fingers run along his scalp and scratching the right spots, making him sigh as he pressed his face against your stomach, snuggling into it.

"Are you tired, honey? You could go to bed, you know?" You asked him as he closed his eyes, breathing evening out while he wrapped his arms around your waist, enjoying your smell and warmth.

"Just wanna cuddle right now."

"Alright." You replied with, thinking about how you'd tell him the words you've been wanting to say for a while now.

An hour passed before you felt your boyfriend stir a bit, finally turning his head up to you, yet his arms still enclosed around their original spot.

Your legs were cramping at this point but how could you tell that your boyfriend when he just looked so cute like that??

"Had a nice nap?"

"Yeah, it was nice but I'm still tired..."

"You can go to bed if you'd like. Have you eaten anything yet though?"

"I have after the mission. I think I'll go to bed though."

Tetchou stood up and made his way to the bathroom, getting ready for bed.

After 10 minutes, he found himself back on the couch, a slight furrow of his eyebrows as he asked.

"Aren't you going to bed with me?"

Welp, straightforward as always.

"Uhmm no, I feel like sleeping on the couch today. Sorry, honey..."

"Oh. That's okay."

Blinking at his reply, he gave you a peck on the lips before going to your shared bedroom, the shutting of the door being the last sign of him before you were left alone on the couch.

You had forgotten that he wouldn't see any fault in that...

So was it really a prank? You didn't know, feeling a bit guilty yet you stuck to your plan.

Maybe he'd notice something was wrong the next day....

.

.

.

"Y/N."

You felt a hand slightly shaking you, making you stir in your sleep before slowly opening your eyes, recognizing the face of your boyfriend through your blurry sight.

"T-Tetchou??"

There he was kneeling before you so you'd be face to face as you lied on the couch, having fallen asleep after your continious marathon of trash TV.

Blinking to get a clear sight of him, you could see slight eyebags under his eyes.

"I can't sleep without you, Y/N. Come to bed or let's sleep on the couch together."

He suggested as he cupped your cheek with his hand, leaning his forehead against yours.

Hazel eyes bore into yours as the guilt inside of you went haywire.

"I'm so sorry, Tetchou. I should have gone to bed with you."

"But you said you wanted to sleep on the couch which is no problem at all."

You let out a sigh as you sat up, hands fiddling with your blanket, feeling him instantly lay his arms and head onto your lap, his eyes refusing to leave your face.

"Well... It was a prank."

He merely blinked at your words, seemingly processing your words.

"Why would you say that you'd want to sleep on the couch as a prank? Isn't a prank something like hurting someone but making it seem like an accident?"

"Yeah well, I did hurt you."

Your only reply was him furrowing his eyebrows as stood up, only to take a seat next to you.

Letting him pull you onto his lap, he gently cupped your face in his hands.

"But you never did?" His obliviousness was taking a toll onto you.

The guilt was surely consuming you. He was so honest to a fault and that made itself apparent in how he'd perceive anyone else especially you.

He would never think that YOU would ever do something to hurt him.

How could he? You loved him and he loved you.

Why should someone hurt the person they love the most?

"But Tetchou, I-I did. You couldn't sleep because I didn't go to bed with you and I had a hunch you'd probably get up and talk to me about it but I wasn't sure so I... stuck to it."

You couldn't look him in the eyes, yet the sudden lips on your forehead made your gaze shift onto his, confused eyes clashing against slight amused ones.

"That's not hurting me. Don't worry, Y/N. I'm used to pranks even if yours isn't one. Jouno would often do that too."

"Jouno??? Since when does he even do something like pranking??"

"Well he would sometimes just not reply when I talk to him or try to make me trip when I'm about to deal with the enemy. He would sometimes just click his tounge and walk away because it never works on me though. Heh, it's kinda funny if I think about it now. "

Ah.

How would you tell him that it was just Jouno being a dick.

You couldn't help but sweatdrop at his words, the guilt being comepletely wiped away as you thought that it would be better for their... colleagueship to just leave them be.

"That does sound funny... But maybe let's just go to bed. It is late after all."

"Hm, but I haven't forgiven you yet."

Eyes bulging yet narrowing at his words as you saw the corners of his lips rise up, a small but definite smirk decorating his handsome features.

"Hey!! You just said that I didn't even prank you!"

He let out a breathy laugh as you yelped, having lifted you up with ease and making his way to the bedroom.

"Yeah but u got pranked, heh."

You could only let out a "Hmph!" at his words yet not stopping the smile spreading on your face as he laid you down onto the bed, immediately laying down next to you and wrapping his arms around you, your legs entangling with each other as he pressed a soft kiss onto your lips.

"I think Jouno is being a bad influence on you." you teased as he let a hand glide through your hair.

"Hm maybe but I can now understand when he says" give them a taste of their own medicine.""

You merely rolled your eyes at his cheeky statement, pinching his nose before tucking your head under his chin, shuffling closer towards him.

"Let's just sleep already, you tease." were your last words for the night before closing your eyes, the beating of his heart like a lullaby for your ears.

"Good night, Y/N." he said in a quiet voice as he let his lips linger on the crown of your head before closing his eyes as well, the warmth of your body guaranteeing him he'd have the best sleep as always with you in his arms.

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you still dont know what posessed him that night for behaving like that 😩

U even went to Jouno and asked him about it, no eyes boy was just like "? maybe that was a fake LOL" u shouldnt have asked that h*e 🙂🙂🙂 jk we love him

now you'd be wary of "pranking" ur bf, maybe he'd prank u back again but worse.... yet you'd quickly forget about all of that bc he'd shower u with kisses whenever you'd ask him about it

even he can be sneaky but we forgive him bc hes cute ok 🛐

[hyunsvngs]

JUNO JUNO JUNO JUNO JUNO

PLS PLS PLS

CAN U GIVE UR 💭S ON WHO OUT OF SKZ LIKES STUFFIE/PILLOW HUMPING!??!?! LIKE EITHER WATCHING THEIR PARTNER DO IT OR THEM FOING IT THEMSELVES!?!?

BC BC BC I WANT CHRIS TO WATCH ME AND LIX HUMP OUR STUFFIES WHILE HE PUDHES OUT HAIR BACK AND SPITS IN OUR MOUTHS!! BONUS IF HE PEES IN OUR MOUTHS!??!?!

OR MINHO MAKING ME AND JISUNG HUMP OUR STUFFIES WHILE WE WEAR CAT EARS AND WE ARENT ALLOWED CUM!??!?!

WOOF WOOF WOOF

PLS JUNO IM LOSING MY MIND

wants to do it themselves:

lix: wants to do it himself!! and wants you to watch!! he’d LOVE THATTT! maybe on the bini pillow in a pretty little skirt.. sit on the bed and watch him, calling him a pretty little princess or maybe even a pretty slut.. he’ll whine so pretty for you and cry when he cums all over the pillow. spit on it and make him keep going because lixie looooves the overstimulation

jisung: he wants you to do it too, both of you grinding desperately on pillows and making out with eachother doing so. he’s frantic with his movements, whining and tweaking his own nipples while you tell him how filthy you look as if you’re not gushing and creaming all over the pillow yourself. grab him by the hair and make him lick both pillows clean afterwards and he might just cum again for you<3

wants to watch you do it:

chan: oh this would fuel his corruption kink. beg for him while he’s working and he’ll send you onto your knees next to him, bucking your hips onto that spotify pillow from the studio… keep begging and whining for him and he might let you cum. he’ll act disinterested all the way through but chan just cant help himself! he’ll probably pull you onto his lap halfway through and whine while you sink onto his cock

minho: definitely wants to watch you hump a stuffie with your little kitty ears on. put a tail plug in and he’s gone. he’ll sit on the edge of the bed and jerk his cock over and over, maybe even record you to send it to the other boys.. he wants to cum before you do so that he can cum on the pillow, giving his kitty some milk and making sure you keep grinding on it to give your swollen little clit some reprieve

jeongin: this is straight from his dirty fucking dreams. he wants you to hump it completely naked, tits bouncing so he can gawk at them. maybe he’ll fuck your ass open while you grind your cute little pussy on your pillow, or even your favourite stuffie so he can degrade you while you do it.. “really? so desperate for my cock in your pussy that you’ll hump the fucking thing you sleep with? no, jagi. i’m fucking this hole.”

[enmuswife3]

Maybe its a Blessing in Disguise

Jacob x werewolf!Reader

reader moves from LA to Forks in order to reconnect with her old family friend Bella Swan and meets Jacob.

Reader is slightly Afro Latina coded I haven’t rlly said anything about reader’s hair tho so maybe just Latina, also speaks Spanish and incorporates it into random sentences but only if she knows the other person can understand it, reader wears a black juicy tracksuit and chunky sandals bc I said so Jacob does not know that reader is a werewolf reader and is in a pack ill add more as i write

Bruh he is SO FOINE GRRRR BARK BARK BARK WOOF WOOF WOOF

I yawned as I drove to my best friend's house after hearing that her pasty-faced boyfriend had broken up with her. “Bells! vine tan pronto como pude!” I said barging into the house and the young girl's room. I walked in and saw her crying in her bed “Okay pause those sheets are so tacky what the hell” I said carefully sitting down and taking her in my arms letting her cry into my velvety tracksuit. “let's get you better amor” i said kissing the top of her head and helping her stand up. I got her into the shower, washed her face, and put her back to bed as it was already 10:00.

I woke her up bright and early and got her into the bathroom to do something to her face and hair you know to bring that Arizonan girl out and honestly, it worked wonderfully. I put on another tracksuit this time it's dark green and I give Bella a matching one “Tan guapa” I complimented her smiling softly seeing her face turn red alright let go I say grabbing my keys “Wait you driving?” Bella asked “yea silly it’s a sports car though so prepárate,” I said stepping outside and unlocking my Dodge Charger and turning it on making the engine rev like crazy. I smiled as I headed towards the school that I recently enrolled in.

I pulled into a parking spot seeing all the different people including some of Bella’s acquaintances that she showed me a picture of. I stepped out of the car looking around seeing her pasty faced ex-boyfriend through my shades looking right at me, I smirked slightly walking over and opening the door for Bella and helping her out. I chuckled seeing her stumble due to me going 30 over the speed limit. She put her arm around my waist covering up my back tattoo i did the same as we walked through the parking lot ignoring the stares. Thankfully i was able to get all of my classes with Bella so we walked to class together.

Time Skip

It was the end of the day and me and Bella were walking outside and to my car just to find a bunch of random people standing around my car “watch this” i snickered as i pressed the automatic on button and watched as the people jumped and yelped by me turning on the car. I open the door and get in and so does Bella i peered into the mirror seeing the Cullens staring at my car “they stare a whole lot” i said raising my eyebrows. I drove out of the parking lot “ hey can you take me to this place my friend wants to hang out” Bella said “sure”.

We made it to this guy named Billy’s house and when you pulled up several shirtless dudes where sitting on the front deck. I got out and immediately smelled like there were other werewolves and i guess they could smell me too because they immediately turned in my direction. “Guys this is y/n l/n” Bella hesitantly introduced me i smiled politely at the boys “well I’m Seth that’s Quill, Embry, and Jacob” the boy said smiling sweetly “n/n wanna come with us to La Push there’s gonna be a bonfire” Bella asked “uh sure i wont stay too long though a bitch needs her sleep or we wont make it to school tomorrow” i laughed “ well I’m gonna go home i need a shower” i sighed pressing the automatic button on my car key turning up the car making the engine rev. I walked to my car “you stayin’ right?” I looked at Bella as i opened the door, she nodded a few times and i got in my car and sped off.

Bella’s POV

I watched as my friend sped away in her car “soo where’s she from? I know she wasn’t born here” Quil asked “Yeah she’s from LA” I responded as I sat down next to Jacob “What’s LA?” Jacob asked with a raised eyebrow “LA stands for Los Angeles it's in California” I said leaning back and pulling out my phone to text y/n the time she can come back and where. Jacob leaned his head to the side to see what I was doing “So this y/n girl…is she single?” Quil asked as he leaned back in his chair licking his lips “Surprisingly yes” I said “Honestly I don’t even know how or why she’s single I guess the boys in California didn’t catch her attention” I shrugged.

“Are you all ready? And do we have everything we need?” Jacob called out as he finished loading the supplies into his truck “Yeah we’re ready” I called out getting into the passenger seat and the other boys got into the back seat. I dialed y/n’s number and waited for her to answer” Hello?” She answered, “Hey we’re on our way to La Push where are you now?” “Umm I’m at a shopping center right now getting Auntie Annie’s” she answered “Oooh get me a pretzel please,” I asked “ está bien I’m about to leave now no estoy muy lejos” “Okay bye” “Peace”. I hung up the phone “Was she speaking Spanish?” Seth asked “yea it’s her first language” I said looking out the window as the trees turned into cliffs and this cliff turned into the beach. It was slightly crowded but I wasn’t bothered by that. The bonfire was set up and I was waiting patiently for y/n to come with my delicious pretzel.

Y/n’s POV

I pulled into the parking lot and looked around before I got out holding Bella’s pretzel and a lemonade in my other hand I walked towards the bonfire which was actual a long distance away so I started sipping on my frosted lemonade. The soft light of the fire grew larger as I neared I scanned for a spot to sit at and slightly tensed up seeing that the only spot open was by that Jacob guy. No I don’t hate him or anything he’s actually very attractive in fact he looks like he was sculpted by a god or something. And ohh don’t get me started on his eyes and the way his brows furrow- that’s enough rambling for one day I thought to myself. I saw Bella get up happily scurrying towards me grabbing the pretzel and taking a bite happily. “Oh um there aren’t anymore seats by me so I guess you’ll have to sit with Jay” Bella said looking around “oh okay” I said sitting down on the bench by the young boy.

Time Skip

Everyone was laughing and enjoying their time Jacob and I grew silent but I could feel his eyes on me. Bella and the 3 other boys were talking and laughing but I kind of just zoned them out by playing a random game on my phone. “So y/n how’s the weather there in California?” Jacob asked as he sat up straight “extremely hot I can say that” I laughed breathlessly “so do you like it over here more?” I grew silent for a moment looking back at Bella and the others joking around “I guess you could say that though I do miss my family” I smiled softly looking back at Jacob. I could see a slight hint of red in his cheeks but I dared not to say anything about it. “Alright y/n I’m ready to go” Bella said getting up “okay” I said getting up “it was nice meeting you all” I said softly walking over to Bella and turning around. “Yeah it was nice meeting you” Seth said as the others nodded in agreement I softly smiled and turned around to see Bella already walking off I smacked my lips jogging after her.

We had finally made it to my car and we got in and I drove away “soo Jacob huh~ think he’s cute?” Bella asked teasingly and laughed when I blushed “I think he’s really into you y/n~” she laughed “I should set you two up” I laughed nervously “I mean I wouldn’t be complaining he is cute” I said as I pulled into the driveway and got out the car. “Oh by the way me and Edward are okay now I guess but I don’t know if we’re back together yet, also prom is Friday night and I think you should come” Bella said as we walked into the house “okay but I don’t trust that pasty-face bastard, and yea we can go to prom can you come dress shopping with me?” I asked “sure”.

“Alright goodnight Bells” I yawned as I walked to my room, I laid down and called my mom as it was only 8:00 where she was “hi momma” I spoke sweetly “hi my sweet baby how is mare you doing?” My mother cooed “ah I’m alright schools pretty nice here and I love the weather” I gushed “that’s good sweetie now have you met anyone? Any boys?” My mother asked slyly. I chuckled nervously “there’s this one boy but when I first met him I got a whiff of that wet dog smell so I think he’s one of us including his friends or should I say pack” I whispered “another pack? Well I’m not surprised. You haven’t come across any of those cold ones have you?” She asked “unfortunately yes, I have and I think Bella has a relation shit with one of them” I sighed “god well if you need any help let out a howl and your siblings will be there in a bling of an eye” “I will momma, I’m going to go to sleep now okay?” “Alright love call me if you need anything alright? Bye now” I hung up the phone and placed it on my nightstand and rolled over to look at the ceiling. I waited for a few minutes just in case then I softly closed my eyes.

I was woken up by my 5:00 alarm and got up with a groan. I quickly got ready and headed downstairs just to see Bella introducing her so called “boyfriend” to Charlie “good morning Charlie!” I say walking up to the chief giving him a big hug somehow he was still taller than me “mornin’” he huffed “y/n this is Edward” Bella said “hi.uh nice to meet you” I said looking him up and down questionably. “It’s nice to meet you too I’m about to take Bella to play baseball ball with my family would you like to join?” The pale-faced man smiled “I’ll go if Bells wants me to” I stated as I turned to the girl raising my eyebrow. “Yeah you should come but take your car so I can have a ride home,” Bella said smiling “Okay. “

“Y/n, I trust that you’ll keep Bella safe and not let any harm come to her correct?” Charlie asked sternly but I could see right through him “She won’t get into any type of danger as long as I’m breathing” I said with a glint in my eyes. “She’s safe with me,” I said holding up my hands and retracted my claws smiling. Charlie nodded and walked off to get ready for work Bella and her boyfriend were already outside I sipped on some water and pressed the button to turn on my car “I’ll follow you guys or you could just tell me the location so I can speed how I’d like to” I said looking at Edward “I think it’d be best if you followed since I don’t know where we’re going” “erm okay I guess” I shrugged walking to my car.

The car ride there was pretty long but I understand what Edward meant by him not even knowing where we were going himself because there were three other cars in front of him at last we finally made it to the destination three women got out of one car and three men came out of theirs I opened my door and got out and walked next to Bella and rested my elbow on her shoulder. “Y/n this is Alice, Rosalie, and Esme” “Hi y/n I’ve seen you in the halls but I was too nervous to come up to you,” Alice said chuckling nervously “I know right? When I first met her she looked like she wanted to fight me but she’s a sweetheart really” Bella smiled “Looks like it” Rosalie said eyeing me up and down. I heard a twig snap and immediately turned my head to see who it was kind of surprising the three women.

After I was introduced to everyone the game had finally begun and I could tell that they were very serious about the game. I stood at one of the bases and looked to my side seeing Bella at another one then all of a sudden she caught the ball and threw it at me and I could see in the corner of my eye Rosalie running towards me using her super speed I caught the ball just before she could slide to the base “you're out.” I said looking down at her. She stood up immediately and let out a growl as if she were trying to scare me I raised my eyebrow tilted my head and watched her stomp away.

“Stop!” Alice yelled everyone walked to her “Someone’s coming”

Yall i was so excited writing this yall do not knowww anywho not rlly proof read i just used Grammarly to correct sum stuff so if it sounds weird it’s that😓🙏

[astroboots]

Hey miss boots I have another horny thot :)

Do you agree that Steven would see the reader in one of those grandma-core nightgowns (usually light colors with floral prints made of cotton if you’re unfamiliar, I don’t know if it’s just a USA southern thing or not) and just go right off his rocker with how inexplicably sexy he finds it? (Maybe this is entirely a self-indulgent thought but) they’re airy and loose and comfy and not intended to be anything remotely close to lingerie but I’ve been wearing one this summer bc it’s been so unearthly hot and I can’t help but imagine him ogling the barest suggestions of curves under the fabric, a hip here, an asscheek there, a bit of cleavage if you bend over just right, and it driving him absolutely nuts. ‘Leaving things to the imagination’, I guess. And if he indulges his curiosity? Tugging you into his lap and smoothing his hands over your thighs and cupping your ass and finding out you’ve gone without underwear for ‘air flow’ (bc let’s be honest we’ve got to let the girl breathe occasionally right)? What I wouldn’t give to see the look on his face and how fast he’d snake his fingers under the hem to pull it up and satisfy his curiosity as well as indulge it👀🫠

Sorry if this is a bit odd if an odd thot, like I said it’s self indulgent lol, but I thought maybe you’d enjoy it too :)

woof woof woof woof. Yes absolutely. ANYTHING CURVE. the man will lose his whole ass man! (he's just a little slut at heart mmkay). If you were dressed in head to toe with heavy fabric and your ankle slipped out he's the type that would get a heart attack and blush furiously at the sight of it!

Boy has a lively imagination, and he still holds memories of what you look like without any clothing. Sliver of skin is all it takes, and a nightgown that when you bend over the bed to grab your book hugs just so snugly over the curve of your breast when before it didn't? That is absolutely enough to set him off.

I loved this, not weird at all hon! I love indulgent thoughts, come at me!

[quinloki]

that sabo shy reader thing... quin you're making my brain do cartwheels istg

BC IT FITS IN MY CURRENT BRAINROT SO WELL

like the GIFT THING???

like christmas time and he wraps both a normal gift and some really really barely there lacey gift together and you just open the box like oh? oh.... and he wrapped the normal gift up together just so when someone asks what you got you could hold THAT up, but marco sees the look on your face and leans over before you hold your gift up and now he has to sit there and act normal too. sabo told him about the piece but forgot to mention it'd be gifted while everyone was sitting around unwrapping >>

and sabo is just over there with that look on his face, maybe a little note in there about how he can't wait to watch you in it later >>

also the mirror thing really plays into the 'sabo likes to watch' thing and my brain thought of you and sabo in the mirror and marco watching from behind and now i have to go to work with that thought thank you very much

Oh gods having them in the same box/bag so you have an out. He's being a brat, but he's not being an ASS - I love it.

And "watch" you in it later. hnnnghf

Marco too! The man is the MASTER of neutral resting face, but woof those brows twitch a little.

The idea that the bedroom has a "secret" room in it, behind the big vanity and the massive mirror it's set up in front of, that's across from the foot of the bed. The mirror's a two-way deal, and there's some furniture in there for fun uses too.

Mostly though Sabo will go in there and watch while Marco gets you "warmed up" for the evening.

The idea that Marco would truss up Sabo and cover his eyes, leaving him in that secret room on something that would vibrate and torment him, and all he can do is HEAR what Marco's doing to you in the other room. Gods he'd be half-feral by the time Marco took the mask off him.

Might be Sabo who goes full dom, grabbing Marco and commanding the both of you until he gets what he needs.

[laawlesss]

;; New Prescription ..

— ;; minific monday! a oneshot every monday, usually under 5k words.. (..usually..)

>> in which you have a surprisingly domestic moment with Law.

; words ? ; 3.7k.

; warnings ? ; none.

; genre ? ; domestic fluff/comfort.

; request ? ; no.

; pairing ? ; trafalgar d. law x reader.

; notes ; this was so much fun to write can u tell i love law. no pronouns used for reader so can be assumed however u like :) sig code flirting bc i’m a medicine nerd, and bepo is a dog in this fic (sorry bepo </3) . also !! link to my new discord server, where u can get early snippets / releases <3 stay hydrated ily. crossposted on ao3.

The bag over his shoulder was heavy, tugging at him painfully. The numerous items weighed him down, but by now he was far too used to the familiar weight. Yanking his hat down further on his head, he sighed, eager to get home to his apartment, to you. He’d just completed a nearly sixty hour shift, having to constantly be on call for his practice and the oddly numerous emergency surgeries that had come in. Being the most reliable and skilled surgeon on staff and having too many new graduates and too few experienced surgeons, he’d been called in to take over as patients flooded in from a bus accident. He hadn’t been home in almost three days, and he missed a soft, horizontal surface to sleep on. 

    His steps to his door were slow from weariness, and he shifted to dig his key out of his pocket, unlocking his door and stepping inside. He was greeted by his massive dog, leaving strands of white fur all over his black slacks and crumpled coat. “Hey, Bepo.” He set his keys on the counter and dropped a tattooed hand onto the dog’s large head. The dog gave a soft woof, tapping around on the hardwood in excitement to see him again. It was heartwarming, seeing his lumbering dog rush to greet him. 

    However, he didn’t see you. His brow furrowed slightly, and he gently pushed past Bepo to lay his overnight bag on the sofa, kicking off his shoes and setting them by the front door. He silently walked room to room, his yellow eyes searching for you. You hadn’t told him about potentially going out, not that you needed to or that he asked you to, but you usually kept him updated on where you’d be in case he got off shift and you weren’t home. He checked his phone again, only to confirm that he hadn’t received any messages from you. 

    He was about to dial your number, thumb lingering over the ‘call’ button, before he pushed into your shared bedroom and he saw you curled up amongst the plush cushions. You were wearing one of his sweatshirts, the size of it nearly dwarfing you, covering you like a dress. You were clutched onto one of the pillows, your legs wrapped around it as you dozed sweetly. It brought a soft smirk to his face, shutting off his phone and laying it on the large desk that was set on one side of the room. His gaze kept flickering back to your slumbering form as he tugged off his doctor’s coat and set it on a hook, making a note to wash it later. 

    Swiftly changing into a loose tee and a pair of basketball shorts, he strode to the bed, pulling off his hat and setting it on his nightstand. Bepo came strutting into the room, and he used a paw to swat at the man’s leg, only to be lovingly hushed as the ravenette laid down. He shifted to resting on his side as he propped himself up on an elbow, yellow eyes fixed on you. You looked so relaxed, so calm. Your lashes fluttered on the swell of your cheeks, your hands covered by the ends of the long sleeves of his hoodie. He wasn’t really a romantic, but he wanted so bad to fix this image of you permanently in his brain. 

    Reaching out his other hand and using his long fingers to sweep back a strand of your hair, he was struck with sudden tiredness. He’d managed a few quick naps here and there at the hospital, but nothing long and rejuvenating. And yet here you were, dozing without a care in the world, taunting him. He’d tease you, but he didn’t mind. You were busy with your own job, and likely missing him from the way you clutched onto that pillow so hard. His knuckle brushed over your cheek, and your eyes slowly fluttered open, before going wide as you recognized his form. 

    “Law!” You shot forward, releasing the pillow and latching onto him tightly, burying your face in his broad chest. Sleep still clung to the edges of your eyes, but you pushed it back, relishing in your partner’s warmth around you. His arms came to encircle you, firm against your abdomen. His eyes were heavy, but he smiled, happy to finally have you back in his arms. You hummed, giving him a quick peck on the cheek. “I hate when you have long shifts.” Mumbling, you closed your eyes, taking in all of him. 

    “Mm. Me too.” He retorted, holding onto you tightly as if you would slip away out of his grasp. He inhaled slowly, admiring you. He’d never tell you just how comfortable you made him feel, just how at home he felt with you securely tucked in his arms. It killed him to be away from you for sometimes days at a time, but it was what his job required, and he couldn’t see himself doing anything else. “Really rubbing it in, asleep when I come home.” 

    Your eyes widened and you pulled back, quickly apologizing. “I’m sorry! I didn’t know when you’d be home and I just wanted to lay down really quickly—“ You began to ramble, guilt flooding your system as you tried to unnecessarily explain your actions. 

    “Y/N.”

“God, it probably made you feel so bad, since you only get short naps at work, and then here I was, knocked out in bed—“

    “Y/N.”

    It took him repeating your name a second time for you to shut up, biting your lip and looking up at him with sorrowful eyes. You seemed genuinely upset, and it amused him. Your brow was furrowed and you clutched onto his shirt, unable to meet his sharp gaze. How could you be so stupid, of course he’d be upset with you! A massively long shift, he was probably exhausted, and you were napping away like nothing mattered. 

    “I was teasing.” Law mused, and you let out a breath after a short moment. Of course he was. Curse him and his indecipherable tone. You could rarely tell when he was kidding and when he was serious, dropping your head to rest on his shoulder. Being laid in bed with you was reigniting his exhaustion, tugging at his weary eyelids. Sleep threatened to claim him soon, but he fought it, too enthralled in spending time with you. He hadn’t had the chance to hold you in three days, he’d be damned if he didn’t cherish you while he was awake. 

    “You’re so mean.” You groaned, resting back in Law’s embrace. You reached for one of his hands, gently tracing over the tattoos there. He sucked in a breath, a slight chill running down his spine. He loved when you did that, ghosting your touches over his inked skin. The first time you’d done it, resting against his chest, he’d stared at you like you’d grown another head, his heart beginning to pound as your gestures made him fall further in love with you. A wave of affection rolled through him, and he pressed you tighter to him. 

    Sighing, he let his head fall against yours, his dark hair tickling your cheek. Law rolled the two of you over, moving to lay his head on your stomach. He kept his arms around you, giving a little hum as you began to rake your hands through his fluffy mop of hair. He was entirely relaxed, your other hand moving to rub over the tight muscles in his back. Annoyed by the fabric of his shirt brushing over him repeatedly, he pushed himself up momentarily to tug his shirt over his head and toss it across the room before making himself comfortable again. 

    “Do you want me to stop?” You asked softly, your hand hovering over his shoulder blades. You wanted to help him relax, but you didn’t want to make him uncomfortable. He was finicky about touch and physical affection, you knew from experience how resistant to it he actually was. He didn’t like to do anything in front of others, even just hold hands, but behind closed doors he became a bit touch-starved, eager to hold you whenever he could. 

    “No. Please.” His voice was strained, his face pressed into your front. Three long days he’d been away, three long days without you. The feeling of you affectionately rubbing his back was so soothing, so comforting. It was getting harder and harder to fight sleep, with one of your palms sweeping over the expanse of his back and the other massaging his scalp. Something about your actions reminded him of his parents when he was a child, making him want to curl up and never leave your side. 

    Thoughts he would never vocalize rushed through his head, his exhaustion taking down his verbal filters. “You look good in my sweatshirt.” He murmured, his words muffled since his face was pressed into your stomach. Law shifted again, moving to lay between your legs. He felt more comfortable, clutching onto you more easily. You smiled, humming in response. 

    “You think so?” He was adorable when he was tired, when he let go of his aloof demeanor. He let himself be held, be caressed, be cared for. He was always so independent, intent on doing things himself. It was only after you brought it up to him a few months after your relationship started that he began to let you in and let down his guard. You knew it was difficult for him to really open up to others, and it filled you with a sense of love and pride when he finally did confide in you about his rocky past. 

    Law raised his head to meet your gaze, his yellow eyes half-lidded. He sat there for a second, before pulling himself up and pressing a soft kiss to your lips. You were surprised, he rarely initiated anything. Usually it was you, meekly pulling him into kisses. You quickly adapted, your lips moving to match his, your arms curling around his neck. He sighed against your mouth, holding himself up with his strong, muscular arms as he sat between your legs. 

    “Fuck, I missed you.” His words were whispered mostly to himself, but you heard him. He was so utterly attached to you, being away from you for three days was nearly painful. He almost hated the way you had him wrapped around your finger, the way he would do anything for you. Exhaustion still fogged his mind, but he couldn’t get enough of you, aching for you to be closer. Three days without you, three days he couldn’t hold you. His love language was more quality time than physical touch, but god did he crave your touch. 

    You let him rest his head on your shoulder, slowly letting more of his weight fall into you. His breathing tapered off, cuddling you the same way you had held your pillow when you’d fallen asleep previously. His soft breaths puffed against your neck, a repetitive feeling that soothed you. It was nice, seeing Law fall asleep, using soft hands to slowly massage the tightly held tension out of his broad shoulders. He seemed more vulnerable, the usual furrow in his brow gone as he drifted off. You smiled, pressing a feather-light kiss to his head as you let him rest there. 

    Your mind ran in lazy circles, a hand lazily tracing the large jolly-roger-like tattoo inked on his back. With every twitch in Law’s sleep, he tugged you closer, his grip tightening. It just sent a new wave of love for the man in your grip through you, returning his unconscious embrace the best you could. Half-hearted, lazy hums left your throat, entirely content in being used as a pillow. He needed sleep, and you weren’t about to disturb him. 

    — — —

    Hours later, Law awoke with a start, gripping at the sheets. He noticed your absence immediately, yellow eyes immediately narrowing. Rolling onto his back, he rubbed his face with a large hand, sighing. He hadn’t wanted to fall asleep so soon, but sleep had claimed him before he had a chance to protest. Finally being back in your arms, rested against you, it had lulled him into the comfort he had craved for three days. Resting his arm over his eyes, he debated going back to sleep, a twinge of irritation striking in him that you weren’t in the bad with him anymore. 

    Law suddenly pushed himself up off the bed, catching a familiar enticing scent drifting through the air. His limbs were stiff from being still for so long, but he shoved it aside and swung his long legs off the bed, stretching before heading to the door. Were you cooking? His stomach rumbled eagerly, having gotten used to granola bars and energy drinks for the entirety of his long shift. 

    Stepping back out into the apartment, he heard you singing quietly from the kitchen, likely unaware that he had woken up. A smirk breached his face and he paced around the corner, admiring the way you happily prepared his favorite meal. The deepening light of the afternoon sun drifted through the wide windows on one side of your home, casting you in a golden glow. You looked like an angel. 

    He paced to you, wrapping his arms around your waist, hugging you from behind and leaning his chin on the edge of your shoulder. You startled for a second, before you leaned your head against his and let yourself relax in his hold. “Did I wake you up?” Your voice was smooth and slow, your eyes never leaving the hot pan in front of you. You’d made his favorite dish for him too many times to count and the recipe was ingrained in your mind, you could prepare it with your eyes closed if you had to. 

    “No.” His eyes closed, his soul greedily relishing in the domestic moment. Bepo clicked over, nosing your side before slumping down to lay at your feet, his tail wagging and thumping quietly against the floor. Law let out an exhale, still feeling tired. He’d need another long snooze to feel more like himself, luckily he had the next few days off. “You could have, though. I would’ve helped.” He didn’t like waking up without you. 

    “I know, but you needed sleep. And you looked so comfortable.” You smiled, reminiscing on the sight of him, hair tousled from your hand and from shifting in his sleep, his body finally fully relaxed for once. “And cute. You looked cute too.” You cooed, leaning your head back to meet his now piercing gaze. The man gave a disgruntled sound, pinching your side, causing you to yelp. He snickered, and you stuck your tongue out at him, turning back to focus on the fish you were grilling on the stove. 

    A comfortable silence fell over the two of you, absorbed in your own little bubble. Your heartbeat was slow, your smile complacent as you finished up the meal, plating two servings. You shared your meal, able to get a few words from Law on the patients he’d performed surgeries on during his shift. He’d thanked you for making his favorite meal, murmured about the coworkers that he found obnoxious, and sneakily slid Bepo a tiny bit of his dinner. Each and every small thing he did was endearing, every movement met with your loving gaze. 

    You loved the way he held himself, the way his hand dropped to give Bepo a scratch behind his floppy ears, the way his golden eyes would flicker to you then almost shyly away as he spoke, the darkening shadow across his jaw proving that he hadn’t had the opportunity to shave in a few days. His subtle motions of affection, nervous and hesitant, his long fingers brushing against your hip as he helped you clean up after dinner, his smile when you goofed around with Bepo. 

    Soon, after washing and drying the dishes, and exchanging a few quick, affectionate kisses, Law was stretched out on the couch with you laying on his chest, Bepo eagerly leaping to squeeze onto the cushions with the two of you. You laughed, your boyfriend grunting as the giant fluffy dog nearly trampled him to get comfortable, pulling you closer to him. You happily pressed yourself as close to him as you could get, humming. This was your home, the place you always wanted to be. Your own little slice of heaven, smushed between your boyfriend’s hard chest and your dog’s furry side. 

    The large flatscreen played some ignored movie on the other side of the room, the afternoon sun long having since faded to the cold, elegant navy blues and purples of night. The colors of the screen cast framing lights on your faces, the moment picturesque. Bepo’s soft snores soon filled the room, and you turned your head to gaze up at Law’s relaxed expression. One of his arms supported his head, and the other was slung languidly over your form, his yellow eyes were fixed on the TV but you knew he wasn’t really watching it. He seemed deep in thought, his gaze unfocused. 

    “You should get your own prescription. Write one for yourself.” Tilting your head, you watched him shift his line of sight down to you, adoration sparking in your chest as you saw his pupils expand when he looked at you splayed over him. You knew it was an unconscious response of the body, for the pupils to dilate when someone looked at someone else that they felt a strong loving emotion for, but you never expected to actually see it happen until you’d begun your relationship with Law. 

    “Oh? For what?” He mused, raising a hand to rest it on the top of your head. He was in such a state of calm, so content laying with you. He’d never imagined that he’d find himself in such a domestic relationship. He always pictured his career as a surgeon a solitary thing, pushing to make himself and his late adoptive father proud. But when you had shoved into his life and refused to leave, sticking to him like a stubborn suture, he developed a soft spot for your intriguing personality. Now, he didn’t know what he’d do without you to come home to. 

    “Me.” Your mind raced, and you pondered for a second. “PRM?” You nodded, trying to draw on the things Law had taught you. 

    “PRN.” He corrected, a warm, amused smile on his face. It was rare to see such an expression, it left you awestruck. The way his cheeks tinted slightly, unfamiliar smile lines becoming present. He looked so… boyish. So unlike the serious, determined man you were so used to. “AM, PM, QH.” He ruffled your hair, his eyes lidded and full of love.

 

    “PRN.. As needed, morning, night… what’s QH?” You looked so adorable, eyes so full of curiosity. He was happy to talk about medicine, about anything with you. He wasn’t one for endless conversation, but if you asked, he’d find something to regale you with for as long as you wished. You just happened to take an interest in something he was an expert on, making it leagues easier to entertain you. 

    “Every hour.” You let out a soft laugh, burying your face in his chest, eyes catching on the dark ink there. His hand slowly began to move down and rub small circles into the base of your neck and the top of your back, your skin igniting at the touch. 

    “Diagnosis, doctor?” You grinned. 

    “Acute infatuation.” Law murmured, and you paused, your heart beginning to pound rapidly in your chest. Curse him and how smooth he could be at times, you loved his stupid nerdy side. Sliding yourself up, being careful not to put your weight too heavy on the man beneath you, inclining your head to press a light, loving kiss to his lips. You loved him so much, you felt as though your heart would burst at the seams. 

    Law returned your affections, pulling you impossibly closer. You basked in each other’s presence, curled up together on the old, fraying couch, your massive dog dozing with his head rested on your legs. The domestic bliss was pleasantly suffocating, and you wouldn’t trade it for the world. You loved the man in your arms with every fiber of your being, and you had no doubt that Law felt the same for you. Every waking thought was filled with him, how he was faring at work while he was away, the way he looked in casual clothes as he paced around the apartment. Everything about him was perfect to you. 

    The two of you eventually broke away, Law gently guiding your head to rest under his chin. You wrapped your arms over his broad shoulders, tucking yourself firmly against him as you cuddled with your soulmate. Three words threatened to spill from your lips, but you bit your tongue, choosing instead to tap a slight rhythm on his arm with the pad of your finger. You knew it was difficult for him to say that he loved you, but you knew how he felt all the same. The words didn’t matter, he showed his love for you in every moment he spent with you, the way he treated you with such kindness and care compared to everyone else. You were special to him, just as he was to you. 

    The pattern you tapped was soft, something you’d done for months. Law even found you doing in your sleep, making his heart flutter just the slightest amount. He let you spell out the phrase, tapping once, pausing, then four times, then thrice. It had taken him a decent amount of time to figure out exactly what it had meant at first, but once he had, he found himself tapping it back to you. Tapping it on the table as he ate, on his desk as he wrote prescriptions, on your back as you lay against him in bed. ‘I … LOVE … YOU …’, tapped in short syllables. 

    With a sigh, he gave you an affectionate squeeze, his next words sending your heart into a panic. Sure, his voice was soft, barely a rasp, but it was enough for you. “I love you too.”

[unicyclehippo]

these dogs.. required bathroom time at two in the am.. so politely woke me up with the gentlest little woof n tippy tappy paws n im like yeah baby ok i understand lemme take u out. and then the HELLION woke up n she’s like i ALSO want to go out if he gets to go out n i know i have to capitulate bc if she doesn’t go out she’s gonna bark &, once again, it’s two am. so my good boy trots out & does his business & comes back inside. an angel. a sweet boy. a big ol armful of love. a perfect little boy. miss menace meanwhile is like. Freedom. I’ve been locked away. For days. I’ve never known the taste of the wind, the grass. Freedom. she requires. coaxing. (i must carry her). once she is inside she trots happily to her bed. smiles up at me & curls up to sleep. it’s two am.

[pomodoriyum]

i love that its billy who gives hickey the idea for the mutiny. and i love that hickey seems— if not apprehensive— perhaps cautious? about the idea

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also. collins. aww horrible from supper you poor little guy

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those rations look fuckign disgusting, jesus christ

hickeys eyes. big and wet like bug

silna staring at him :0

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ooooof morfinn having. bad time /(

tozers lil ‘oh christ’ where he drops his lighthearted “im talking to the men” <3 voice

UHOHHHH <3

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kwwping that secret is gonna backfire. woof

its quiet but james fitzjames is Doing Badly

tozer im so sorry why would you try to get hickey armed. did you thibk that wouldnt be suspicious as hell???????

THIS FACE IS SO FUCKING FUNNY. LIKE. HELLO?????

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aw, goodsir. him crying is sooo. mmm. panic attack :,(

also that bed is fucking filthy jfc

SILNA <3

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jopsons “oh thank you very much sir 😒” WAS SO FUNNY

promotion~ ! (not sure if jopson is actually happy abt this????)

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HICKEYS FACE WHEN HODGE THINKS HES SUGGESTING HE STOLE SOMEONES FLESH LOL

^ he says ‘is that really what you think of me’ (george is RIGHT tho is the thing)

also georges lil ‘god blind me’ woof :3c

its so so clear that tozer is. gently threateninf hodg here. and hodge is Not Interested In This At All

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i love how hickey is on the outside of the hunting party. hes not With Them. in the way that matters?

also parallels how hes pretty clearly not putting it in while hauling, and also has a reputation for not doing things that hes been asked to (‘layabout’ fits him really well)

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hickey The Killerrrrrrr (nah tho its so fucked up. he only does this bc hes racist in the extreme!!!!! and like. hes very bitter about francis’s idea potentially working b/c itll take the legs out from under his little mutiny— and the numbers *still* wont work!) *slams his head into the ground*

irving. thank you for being the only normal person here about the inuit

also im sorry but that murder scene audio is so funny to me. help. the tonal switch is too abrupt

hickey. also. looks kind of confused for a second after hes finished killing irvin?? like???????

SCREAM flashback. i love how he fucking throws his bag down the ladder. what an ass. like what if that hit anyone????

^^

face of someone who is realizing that their whole ‘catch a trip to oahu’ idea is going to be more complicated than they thought

[crawsley]

ok first of all love u love ur work u r like a modern day michaelangelo to me but of fics not scultptures if u know what i mean. seconly i have become unbearably fond of carlos sainz lately(kicked puppy who got fired and then his appendix said im moving out) and i wanted to see if u had any thoughts about him bc i think ur blorbofication of him would b extremley entertaing. love u have the best day ever!

HIIIII

Okay I’ll admit. Most of the thoughts I’ve had about Carlos Sainz jr revolve around him looking like That and coming from a family like That. And what if he were kind of a jerk about it? There’s a subplot in peachbellini’s incredible girl lando fic involving him being a misogynist asshole and I’ve reread that little section of the fic probably 4x since the initial read lol. I’m mostly uninterested in treating pro athletes like poor little meow meows. I want to torture and torment them not tuck them into bed generally.

So re Carlos recent ups (driving well! Won AUS!) and downs (no seat yet next year, appendix exploded), I feel strongly like he would be quietly losing his mind behind a veneer of masculine confidence. He has to act confident, that’s how powerful men act. Never mind that he feels like his life is unravelling in front of him. Mostly this has to do w the fact that I think girl Charles just broke up w him in this verse and is visibly much happier for it? And he’s trying to pretend it doesn’t bother him seeing her laughing and not devoting more thought to him than she would any other teammate.

It’s not like he was in love with her (debatable), but even before they dated he always had her attention, right when he walked in a room. She was always happy to bring him a water or a towel or (whatever), and he liked that for misogyny reasons. Didn’t think much about it bc that’s his due as a man in racing, but he’s sure noticing it now Charles isn’t going out of her way for him anymore. And he hates it!! Makes him feel like less of a man not being able to boss her around. He’s also having to confront the fact that even as a female driver she is more important to the team than he is! I feel like previously he wrote it off and wrote it off until he found out on social media that Lewis was getting his seat in 2025. Woof.

All this to say : he is a bubbling pot of something with the lid barely containing it all. And then he wins AUS! And I think in some way he expected Charles to treat him like she did the last time he won (BJ, attention on him all night), but she completely doesn’t lol. Is excited for him but is just as excited for lando. And laughs at him when he offhandedly, casually, mentions what she did for him last time. Doesn’t even treat it like a serious question, completely blows him off in a callous and borderline cruel way that comes out of left field for him, bc he’s never seen her direct that kind of attitude towards him. Like he occupies such a small portion of her mind that she treats him like any other annoying peon.

Woof!!!!

Ofc this ends w him mentioning this to another male racer expecting sympathy and getting the same kind of incredulous reaction. Another blow to his pride. And honestly I’d love it if he were saying that to/around Oscar , bc he feels like the perfect candidate to offer “hey if you still want that bj, mate…” ! Mean spirited offer, and Carlos is still in mega internalized homophobia mode. But also 👀 he’s horny, he’s mad, he’s frustrated, and he doesn’t really like Oscar. He could probably treat him however he wanted and Oscar wouldn’t sell it to any tabloids either. Tempting…

And Oscar does blow him! He just also makes him tear up fingering Carlos’ hole at the same time and then come so hard he almost falls over.

[drdtnsfw]

i have decided that i will rank them based on how loud i think they’d be, in ascending order

- 16: min, i feel like she just wouldn’t think to make noise or do it automatically, maybe 25% of the time quietly hum during climax

- 15: rose, i think she’d breathe heavily throughout but no loud noises

- 14: teruko, probably 3 grunts at most

- 13: levi, pretty quiet grunting and humming and stuff all throughout

- 12: veronika, girlie would just laugh idk. i don’t think she’d even take it seriously like she’d look at you and go “rawrrrrr”

- 11: arei, i think a lot of the noise would just be teasing maybe degrading

- 10: eden, occasional whining noises that get louder and she’d try to muffle it. idk it was pretty hard to imagine her in a bedroom setting

- 9: nico, this bitch whimpers

- 8: david, the mf would try and growl.

- 7: hu, she’d sound like a more refined version of a middle school boy. please know what i mean by this lmao

- 6: j, she fucking howls at the moon idk. oh god that is horrible and also pretty funny to imagine

- 5: arturo bc he’s a whiny ass bitch. but in a drunk man on the streets kind of way. you know he’s crying his bed buddy’s name too

- 4: ace, he sounds like WOOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF. you can hear him try to form coherent sentences and the bitch fails

- 3: whit, screamer but in a drunk man on the streets kind of way

- 2: charles, straight-up screamer like bitch what are you a hiyena

- 1: xander, WORSE THAN CHARLES. this man is british and screams like a brit too, 81 decibel ass

Considering I'm an auralist, this was a fun read and I agree with this moan chart. Though I still have my preferences on this list like. Xander, David, Teruko, Veronika, Nico and Levi for who I'd fuck and pairing that list here gives me a good giggle.

Especially since I always see David, Nico or Levi trying to muffle.

[crimeronan]

this is the last anon [the one abt the rp thats similar to princess luz au] here are some Fun similarities i noticed: third guy says their sane but is actually insane BUT by comparison to those two they look Fine. royal is deeply deeply worried for the guards safety, especially bc their parents want them dead. royal and guard sleep in the same bed and later third guy joins them. royal and guard have some deeply fucked up relationship that no one can put to words. guard hides a LOT of the shit they go through for royals sake. "i am her dog. woof." guard dog metaphor means so much to me.. guard is distressingly obedient to the royal. like the royal would never abuse that, so its Fine, but for fucks sake you two.. royal and guard have a panic attack if the other is not in the room with them. i demand a shorter leash energy the adults in the castle who are Deeply Concerned about the mess that is royal and guard and are parental figures. royal kills their parents. for context: three separate guys take up "third guy" role throughout the rp. first 1 guy then later 2 other guys come along and first guy gets lumped in as part of the "insane co-dependent dynamic" by comparison. fifth guy [as ill dub him] and guard just fucking Hate Each Other in the weirdest way possible. fifth guy also has a "cant ever imagine loving anyone that much" moment.

KICKING MY FEEEEEEET THIS RP SOUNDS LIKE A BLAST AND ALSO YOU GET IT. and also i'm flattered and thrilled and giggly about you spending enough time in my AU tag to draw all these parallels in the first place

i love mess i love dysfunction i love codependency i love conflict i love secrets i love murder. WOOF

[dreamatpride]

mwomwomwoowmwomwmwomwm hi :3 what makes me an old man bc just bc i go eep early doesnt mean im 2397856329875632745 years old -_- ily and miss u

you're old because you go to bed at a responsible time :/

hello hi hi ily and I miss you too my woof woof